#*innocently whistles*

[bigfatbreak]

Do you have an endgame ship in mind for your feralnette au? (Unless it's not going to focus on ships/pairings)

Because it seems like you've left quite a few options open as far as Mari's potential love interests go.

Felix, Kagami, Adrian, possibly Luka, or even Alya or Chloe maybe?

Anyway, was just curious if you had an endgame goal in mind (it's okay if not or if there isn't one, and you don't have to say who it is if the answer is yes)

there is a final ship in mind, but that doesn't mean I can't play with the buffet on the way there

#cue innocent whistling #replies

[lunarmoves]

mentions: horror themes, some blood :)

it was supposed to be a fun game of marco polo.

your hand—clammy and stiff—was clamped solidly against your mouth as you stuttered through breathing via your nose. the space you had crammed yourself into was small—barely able to hold yourself inside of it. your back was pressed against a wall, your legs were folded so that your thighs were flush against your chest. every small shift you made sounded like a gunshot in the stagnant air.

perspiration slid down the side of your face as you closed your eyes and listened carefully over the sound of your rampant heart. th-thump th-thump th-thump. it wanted to encompass everything and leave you to rely on your other senses—senses you could not use right now. not with the darkness of your hidey hole or the numbness of your hand. pain was starting to cloud your mind. you gave your head a small shake to snap yourself out of it.

you had to focus and listen.

everything was still. everything was quiet.

and then—distantly—you heard it.

"maaaarco."

a voice, disembodied and devastatingly low, rasped through the air.

you swallowed heavily, but did not respond. you didn't know what had triggered them this time. you just knew that you could not be caught. time was what you needed and even that you were not certain you had much of.

there was more silence. then, footsteps. clank clank... clank. careful and deliberate. your lips tensed together and you tried your utmost hardest to make yourself as small as possible. you made the mistake of moving your free hand—the one not clamped over your mouth. it burned something fierce up your elbow. you bit at the inside of your cheek and hoped it wasn't as bad as it felt.

clank clank clank. the footsteps grew louder. each one made you tense even further until you felt like a rubber band about to snap. "marco?!" the voice called again—this time in a higher pitched, frantic manner. "friend! marco??!!" it paused for the shortest of moments. then it took on a dangerous tone, poison lancing each and every word. "you do not seem to be f-following the rules of this game, friend."

the voice lowered. "and you know what we do to rulebreakers."

you wanted, more than anything, to be anywhere other than here at this very moment. you were starting to get woozy, and you weren't sure if it was from the lack of air in such a confined space, or the dark liquid that stained your shirt and pants. you could feel something warm trace its way down the curve of your arm—all the way to your wrist, where it dropped off with a small plip.

the footsteps—that'd been steadily getting louder—halted.

you dared not breathe.

it was a moment that felt like a century—too quiet and too nerve wracking. it put you on edge, made you dart your eyes around as though it would let you somehow pierce through the emptiness to see what was going on around you. a cold, cold feeling had long started to spread throughout your limbs, originating from the pit that'd formed in your stomach.

you waited.

and when they spoke once more, it sounded like it was coming from directly above you.

"marco," they whispered with all the danger of a lion stalking its prey. it made all the hairs on your body stand erect and a foreboding feeling to slide its way down your spine.

it was supposed to be, you thought to yourself devastatingly with a wetness lining your lashes, a fun game of marco polo.

you weren't given any time to react.

hands—as cold and unforgiving as death itself—wrapped around your arms and tugged. you were yanked out of your hiding spot with a yelp, eyes widening as mismatched lights flooded your vision abruptly and without mercy. it hurt, it hurt. and you could do nothing but hang there—withdrawing into yourself—as they crowded over your small body with a grin stretched uncomfortably wide and unnervingly thin.

"found you! we found you!" they beamed. something manic lined the edges of their smile. "f-found you, you little rulebreaker. time for—"

their voice cut off suddenly. you opened your eyes—you had not realized when you'd shut them—and stared up in surprise at their face. but they were not looking at you. they were looking at one of their hands—that'd been wrapped around your injured arm and had gotten coated with something that appeared black in the limited lighting.

you swallowed thickly. something indecipherable that'd been discoloring their optics seemed to vanish. their face seemed to slacken from its strained expression and took on something akin to... fright. and you dared to speak in a small, hesitant voice. "...guys?"

they went limp at the sound—slumping forwards onto you like a puppet cut from its strings.

"i— we're sorry," they whispered in a pained voice. clutching tightly onto you like you were the only thing keeping them rooted to the earth. "we're sorry. we're sorry. we're sorry." it was chanted with their head bowed to rest against your abdomen. as though in remorseful prayer.

you closed your eyes and clenched your jaw.

and you— well... you didn't say a thing.

you didn't say... a thing.

#ummmm............. dont look at me. twiddles thumbs. whistles innocently #dca x reader #daycare attendant x reader #moon x reader #fnaf moon x reader #sun x reader #fnaf sun x reader #dca x y/n #dca x self insert #dca x you #fnaf dca x reader #fnaf sun x y/n #sun x you #sun x y/n #sun x self insert #moon x y/n #moon x self insert #moondrop x reader #sundrop x reader #ummm #i guess also #eclipse x reader #fnaf eclipse x reader #fnaf eclipse x y/n #eclipse x y/n #shay scribbles daydreams #yeag...................... #tw horror #tw blood #<- just in case

[clockwayswrites]

Hollowing Bones - Snippet 2

"He killed you!" Danny screamed. Ice climbed up his fists and arms and chest- frosting in delicate curls around his neck like his own cold was choking him.

"I know."

"He-"

Jason wrapped Danny up in his arms, pulling him close despite the chill that bit at bare skin. "I know."

Danny sank into the hold, tremors wracking through his too fragile seeming frame. Jason just pulled him tighter. He clung to Danny just as much as he tried to push down his own terror from the lingering nightmare. Tried not to feed into the dangerous feedback loop of fear that sang across their fledgling bond.

Someone guided them towards the family room, past the family members guarding sentinel in the hallway and bedroom doors. Bruce, Jason thought, but it was Dick who helped them settle on the couch and stayed close enough for Jason to touch. He knew that the rest of his family would be near too. Damian and Cass would be watching guarding the windows and doors. Duke would be bouncing, nervously between the den and the kitchen where Alfred would be putting Tim and Steph to work preparing warm tea and comforting food.

Jason closed his eyes to the large hand running through his hair and took a shuttering breath.

His family was here, he didn’t have to worry. So he let himself drift, just for a little, knowing that they would keep him— keep them both— anchored to come back to. By the time he did, everyone was settled, scattered throughout the room. Cups of tea were clutched tight in desperate fingers, trying and failing to sooth worried eyes.

His own fingers were trailing through Danny’s hair where the other had his head resting against Jason’s chest. He scratched light where the hair met the nape of Danny’s neck and got a rumbled hum in response.

Softly, calmly (too calmly), Jason asked, "How did you die?"

The room froze in the way that only a room full of Bats could. They had known Danny was tied to death. Constantine had called him a Death Mage and a psychopomp and a Speaker. They hadn’t thought about the implications of what that must have meant.

Now they couldn’t think of anything else.

#*whistles innocently* #okay back to editing lbfd now #dp x dc #dead on main #jason/danny #danny fenton #jason todd #hollowing bones #salt in the bones

[clockwaysarts]

They pulled him apart to his core. They melted it. Eradicated it. It came back burning.

#*whistles innocently* #danny phantom #danny fenton #danny phantom fanart #fire core au #i really like how this came out #doodling around #black smoke custody #clockfa #body horror

[parisoonic]

We all made the same joke at the same time - it was glorious.

Sorry for being quiet - I've been down at the pub as you can see. I swear this'll be my last 'Carry On' joke but this is my 69th post lol

#i draw tf2 fanart to wind my boyf up and then he shames me infront of friends at the pub. thats the dynamic. #i've drawn...stuff...that i havent posted anywhere. whistles innocently. #comics #tf2 #eh i wont tag this really as its more of a meta comic

[imprisoned-marrionetta]

Idiots from my favorite webtoons who would most likely get sent the whistle meme so many times because they always fall for it /j

#hooky #hooky webtoon #dorian hooky #dorian wytte #school bus graveyard #sbg (webtoon) #logan sbg #logan fields #marionetta #tonny marionette #anthonn gremminger #this was funnier in my head #you know those whistle memes that start off innocent then hit u with the edit #yeah they would fall for that tbh #this is dumb i’m sorry 😭

[cosmodynes]

florescence🌹🎇

timelapse video

#cosmodynes art #illustration #ffxiv #ff14 #emet-selch #commission #hades ffxiv #hythlodaeus #hythades #VGenComm #vgen commission #cosmodynes comms #(whistling innocently) #iykyk <3 #local tsundere romanced by the hottest guy in his class #this and more gossip at 11 #;; heart & home

[nautical-nasa]

The Lord gave me two hands for a reason.

#Logie you need a bra??? both of my palms are FREE. #NGMNGFMDNFMMF #logan sargeant #ls2 #f1 #formula 1 #I’m not even religious #but I want to worship him #guys I’m so fucking normal about him #one mound in each hand #he breasted boobily into my heart #oh boy I hope no one reads these tags whistle innocently

[wornout-pinkscarf]

April jumpscare

#the joke is that uh #the joke is um #the joke uhhhhhh #smiling friends #smiling friends charlie #twiddles thumbs #whistles innocently #happy smiling friends season 2 date set day #my art

[sanguineradio]

"Oops!"

@visage-of-hell continued from (X)

He may have underestimated the time it took most people to do things. Not everyone had his unique gifts and abilities. Some days he settled for a snap of the fingers to get the majority of the grime off and change his clothes and he was good to go. It wasn't quite as effective as a shower, but it'd do in a pinch. So when he'd stepped back out of the bathroom after freshening up himself, he hadn't been quite prepared for what he'd see.

And back in the bathroom he went, waiting and listening carefully for signs that she was fully dressed. For all his many sins, he considered himself a gentleman. It was the one facet of his personality that had not been too badly warped and twisted by Hell and his own nature. Something that had been drilled into him when young and he clung to still.

At her call he opened the door, face as neutral as it ever got. "Sorry to keep you waiting, my dear. I simply wanted to make sure you were dressed and ready yourself and didn't want to rush you! I assure you, you still have hot water."

#visage-of-hell #//alastor: *whistles innocently*

[starmocha]

Are you trying to cool me down? I don't think it's working.

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace zayne #*whistles innocently*

[livesincerely]

“Because I miss you!” Jack bursts out. “It’s like an ache in my fucking bones how much I miss you, I can’t hardly breathe through missing you, and I don’t know what happened, I still don’t know what I did, but god, Davey—“ Jack reaches out and takes Davey’s hands in his own, the first time they’ve touched each other in weeks. “—you gotta know that I wouldn’t hurt you on purpose. And if I did by accident then I’m sorry, okay? I’m so fucking sorry, please—“

“Jackie, stop,” Davey says, his voice shaking. “I know you wouldn’t, it ain’t like that—“

“Then what’s it like, Dave?” And now Jack can feel his own eyes starting to sting, a lump forming in his throat. “Explain it to me, I’m beggin’ you. Because I don’t understand.”

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“Jack,” Maggie interrupts, and her smile is patient and impossibly kind. “It’s okay. I’m not in love with you.”

Jack swallows. “I…”

“I’m not in love with you,” she repeats. “But it sounds like you’re in love with him.”

For one endless moment, Jack can’t breathe, can’t find a single bit of air to put in his lungs as those words catapult toward him. When they finally hit—when they finally, finally, finally land—it doesn’t hurt, not like a punch in the gut or a blow to the head or any of that.

Instead it’s like the ache of a sore tooth or the sting of a pulled muscle: a dull sort of pain that you just can’t help but prod at, constantly testing to see if it’s still there. From the way his heart lurches in his chest, this is gonna be a wound that lingers.

“Oh, fuck,” Jack realizes. “I’m in love with Davey.”

#*editor's note #*the writing desk #take a shot fic #newsies #*innocent whistling* #so many painful conversations in store for poor Jack

[michelada12]

You can’t tell me that this isn’t how Henry’s trial went

#killer frequency #henry barrow #the whistling man #your honor he is innocent #my art #fan art

[xysidhequeen]

Equilibrium Chapter 1 Excerpt

Danny slid through the door, expecting the home defenses to spring to action as he was still invisible and intangible. But they didn't. He paused, confused, and left wrongfooted by the unexpected lack of weaponry. Something beeped. "Danny?" A voice called, his mother's. It sounded uncertain and hopeful. Danny hesitantly let his invisibility drop, and he took a tentative step forward. When no weapons emerged to shoot him, he walked slowly to the kitchen to find… his parents, Jazz and… Sam and Tucker? He froze again, confused and uncertain and ready to run. "Danny!" Multiple voices rang out, all of them relieved. "Oh, my baby," mom said, her voice wavering and her eyes filling with tears. She was up and across the room in seconds, wrapping him in a hug. Danny stood stock still, frozen and rigid for a moment before he melted into the embrace, wrapping his arms around his mother and sobbing into her shoulder. They were the same height now, yet her hug made him feel like he was six again, and everything bad in the world could be solved by her hug. "It's alright. I've got you, baby boy, it's okay," mom soothed him, running a trembling hand through his hair while he choked on his tears and snot. His hands fisted in the rubbery material of her jumpsuit, unwilling to let go of a comfort he thought he'd never have again. When he had calmed down, she led him to the table, sitting him between her and dad. Mom kept an arm around his shoulders, grounding him.

Just a small little tidbit because I sent Chapter 1 and 2 off to a friend who so graciously and kindly offered to beta this fic for me after I joked about tossing it in her lap because she indirectly caused it to spawn.

Chapter 1 is sitting at 7k words at the moment, Chapter 2 at 5.5k.

#dp x dc #danny phantom #dc x dp #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #danny phantom au #Equilibrium AU #arent they all being so sweet? #isnt this just so heartwarming? #so fluffy and perfect? #look at Maddie being a good mom #would be a real shame if someone shoved some angst in there wouldnt it? #would be a real big shame if something happened to ruin all of this #*whistles innocently*

[clockwaysarts]

#whistles innocently #inspired by a thrift store t #dp x dc #danny fenton #danny phantom #aged up danny #phanart #clockfa #sorta nsft

[dyrewrites]

Horror romance is a genre, right?

#she asks with an innocent whistle #writeblr #writing questions