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sunflowerstache · 2 years
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Cab you imagine This being Tiny and Harry on their wedding? Harry holding her dress everytime T stands up! And both of them walking around the tables thanking everyone! Lord what did I do to myself imagining this!
NO BECAUSE THATS ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT WHEN I SAW IT!!
like the two of them walking around talking to everyone before Tiny changed into a shorter dress she could dance in! And Harry would immediately notice that it was caught under her foot once and from them on would hold it for her and they walked together.
“What a’ya doing?”
One would think the couple was four sheets to the wind with the way they were unable to stop giggling at each other as they stumbled up the secluded staircase. The quiet rumblings of reception music thumped behind them, along with the reminders of all their loved ones mingling. But their focus wasn’t on any of that. How could it be when every five steps they were stopping in order to make out against the wall.
“What’d’ya mean?” Tiny could feel Harry’s smile spread against the exposed skin of her neck.
“With my dress.” she whispered as Harry pulled away, his eyes lingering as they moved up from the bottom of his new wife’s dress up to her eyes.
“Just want to make sure you don’t trip and the dress stays all perfect.” their voices were barely above a whisper; holding onto every second together as newlyweds. “‘S a very pretty dress, darling”.
“I know. Knew you’d like it.”
“Love it. Look so breathtaking. You’ve always been the most beautiful thing.”
“You don’t have to woo me anymore Mr. Styles. You’ve already done the hard bits.”
“I’ve got some hard bits for you to do, Mrs. Styles.” Tiny’s hand barely made contact with Harry’s shoulders before the pair were laughing again. “M sorry, I’m sorry. It was impossible to pass up.”
Silence fell over the pair quickly but like a well loved blanket, wrapping them in warmth and comfort. Even after over a decade together, they could still find new things to live in each other’s gazes. And now, they had the rest of their lives to commit of those things to memory.
“Really liking the sound of this Mrs. Styles thing. Thanks for having a pretty great name. Making me sound cool.”
“Thanks for taking it.” Harry leaned in and gave Tiny a quick peck on the lips, pulling back only enough to get his next words out. “Just don’t abuse it, yeah? Got a pretty ace reputation to uphold.”
“Damn. Was hoping I’d get a few good holidays out of this.” Tiny laughed, turning and making the first move to continue heading up the stairs towards the bridal suite where her reception dress was waiting.
“Brat.” he smirked, hand coming down hard on his wife’s backside, leaving behind a small echo in the empty staircase. “Get up those stairs before I give you baby number four right here.”
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dragonsareverycool · 15 days
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A Brothers Reunion
The small summoning circle lit up, casting a soft green glow, as two eyes watched it with weary hope.
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Two demons argued violently about a soul, and Danny sighed from his spot on the throne that fully claimed him a month ago. While he still found it hilarious how thoroughly this guy managed to swindle so many of the high ranking demons, it had started to cross into annoying territory. Danny was seriously considering making a whole office dedicated specifically to hold all the paperwork one ‘John Constantine’ was seemingly generating with his very presence. Suddenly, Danny felt a soft tug on his core, much gentler then the summoning rituals of all those crazy cultists that keep popping out of nowhere used. More like the circles he gave to Sam Tucker or Jazz. But he could feel the summoner’s emotions, and the poor guy on the other end felt like he was about to cry.
Danny mentally went through everyone he’s given his personal line to. Then, he shot up and called for Fright Knight to send the demons away while Danny quickly allowed himself to be pulled through the summoning circle to where his brother waited anxiously.
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The circle flared, and a large eldrich like figure quickly crawled through. Then, a very familiar voice muttered
“Man I wish these things weren’t so dramatic. I already scared the shit out of the justice league because of it” as the being’s form shifted to the more familiar form he took when seeing Damian for the first time in a decade. His white hair looked a little longer now, and his eyes a less toxic green.
“Danyal” Damian said stiffly. Danny looked up, making eye contact with Damian before responding
“Damian” in response Damian lunged, pressing a blade to Danny’s neck before asking a question only Danny could answer.
“What’s the last story you told me?” Danny simply smiled nostalgically,
“There’s the Damian I know. I told you about Canis Minor 16 days before I died the first time.” Damian heasitated before putting away his weapon and paused before he quickly started to hug Danny, who returned the hug.
“… first time?” Damian asked, still in Danny’s arms.
“Mother didn’t tell you what happened to me after, did she?” Danny asked into his twins hair. Damian didn’t even bother to say anything and just turned his head to look at Danny balefully, before Danny sighed and said
“Of course she didn’t. I was dunked into the Lazarus pits, before mother dropped me off in the middle of nowhere America, where she forbade me from ever talking about my old life or ever attempting to contact you.” Damian paused to process this, before saying
“And the second time?” Danny sighed at that, his face set into a grimace. Damian started to move, bringing Danyal over to his bed, where Danny realized Damian had summoned Danny in his room. Damian sat them both onto his bed, and curled further into Danny’s arms, while gesturing to continue.
“I was adopted by a couple who claimed to be ‘ectobiologists’ who already had an older daughter named Jazz. She’s my sister.” Damian nodded solemnly at that, mentally adding ‘Jazz’ to his list of siblings. Danny pulled out his brick of a phone and started showing Damian pictures of his adoptive parents, his sister and everything else as he spoke about it. “They’d been working on a project in their lab since before they adopted me, longer then they’re had Jazz even. When I was fourteen, they finally tried to turn it on. It failed. It was a portal to what they called ‘The Ghost Zone’, but that realm is much more. The Infinite Realms are the glue that holds all universes together, and its a kind of afterlife. They didn’t know half of that, only that some souls of humans who died stay there, and even then, they thought that these ghosts were only a husk of their former selves, and couldn’t feel pain.” Damian started to connect the dots at that and asked
“You’re one of these ghosts?” It was almost a statement, but Damian wasn’t going to make many assumptions. Danny nodded before continuing
“I had two friends who convinced me to show them the failed portal. I walked inside of the portal we assumed was completely defunct, and I tripped over one of the many wires on the floor. When I tried to stabilize myself, I hit the on button.” Damian’s eyes widened, and he froze while Danny paused. After a moment, Danny continued, saying “My adoptive parents had connected the portal to the towns power grid, and the portal opened up on top of me. Electricity and ectoplasm, what ghosts and the Infinite Realms are made of, clashed inside my body, killing me and reviving me repeatedly until the portal finally spit me back out. I only half died that day.” Danny put his phone away and focused on playing with Damian’s hair. Damian reveled in his brothers affectionate touch like when they were small.
“Half?” Damian asks after a minute or two.
“Half. I technically have several ghost forms, and I have a human form” Damian looked up from Danyal’s arms, his eyes asking the obvious question he was a little afraid to ask, though he’d never admit it. Danny smiled at the unasked question, and rings of light formed around him, before dissipating and revealing a very much alive eighteen year old Danyal Nightingale. He grabbed one of Damian’s hands and pressed it against his neck, allowing Damian to revel in feeling his former dead brother’s pulse. Damian tested Danny’s wrist, and put his ear against Danny’s now warm chest.
Damian will deny the appearance of tears to his death, but Danny didn’t say anything, he just held Damian closer. After a while Danyal started to talk about the stars. Filling the silence with quiet but passionate rambling about stars and space. It was familiar. It was safe and warm and then Richard ruined the moment by slamming open Damian’s door yelling about a ‘Family Game Night’ and got a knife for his troubles. Of course he dodged with practiced ease, but then he realized Damian wasn’t alone in his room. Time seemed to freeze at the stand off. Dick had frozen, as the joy on his face seemed to leach away at the realization that there was an intruder.
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gierosajie-art · 6 months
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Whumptober 2023 Prompt List | No. 26: “Sometimes I get so tired; I don’t even know myself.” | Working To Exhaustion | “You look awful.”
"We're banning you from paperwork for the rest of the week."
Oh how the turntables have turntabled
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thelastdayalive · 4 days
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and his beautiful face in his leather and lace 💗🖤
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inahallucination · 2 years
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anderperry au where neil is complaining about his pathetic love life to charlie and how none of his dates are interesting enough and even if theyre nice theres never any spark
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neil: god, i wish i could meet a girl like todd !
charlie: ...like todd ?
neil: yeah ! like, like the girl version of todd
charlie: ... why not... just todd
neil: just todd...?
charlie: like if your wish is to meet someone like todd... well todd’s todd
neil: well-
charlie: like why would you need to date someone like todd when you could just date... todd
neil: but-
charlie: your dream person
neil: well yeah but-
charlie: your dream partner
neil: ...
charlie: ...
neil: i think i might like todd a little bit
charlie, blankly: crazy. would have never guessed
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bigfemboyenergy · 28 days
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The Worst Crossover To Ever ‘Cross Over’ Pt.3
kill me i have no idea how to write the batfamily or the joker//
Sonic breathes in deeply, trying to regain his cool. He’s seen so much bullshit in only a few seconds, so it makes sense. It almost feels like someone’s writing him into this crap, because of how bad it is.. but anyway.
About twenty or so feet away, there’s the entrance to a warehouse. In front of it, two people stand; a clownish creep, with eerily green hair, slicked back, and his lips smothered with tarnished red lipstick..and Danny, in something resembling a hero suit of sorts, with his hair and eyes now white and green, respectively. It’s quite the spectacle. So much so that there’s a few bat- and bird- themed people just a few rooftops away..watching.
After a few seconds of watching Danny interact with the freakish clown man, Sonic decides to rush in, standing between Danny and the clown, concern leaving his eyes looking wide and more unusual than normal. The clown pays little mind to him, trying to talk with Danny, intrigue lighting up his thin, sharp features. “Oho, another!” the clown starts. “I’ve never seen anything quite like you two before.” Sonic stands defensively in front of Danny, arms stretched out to protect him. “Yeah, and I’ve never seen a clown become the butt of their own joke, but here you are,” Sonic retorts, with a scowl. He’s going full defensive. Behind him, however, Danny doesn’t seem nearly as bothered as one might expect.
A while earlier, Danny had just arrived, drawn in by the noise. Only to see a clown near the source of the sound and some bat furry guy and his supposed accomplices some buildings away, just watching? He was not pleased. Flying down to the clown, he discovered that the horrible shrieking was just the laugh of this nasty clown..or a ringmaster..? Less clown-like..reminds him of that weirdo from Circus Gothica. Danny shivers, immediately uncomfortable. “So, who are you, and what are you doing?” Danny starts, ready to interrogate. The ringmaster-clown-guy shrugs, with a cruel giggle; “Oh, you know, a bit of this, a bit of that.” Danny rolls his eyes, noticing his dodging of the question. The clown dude looks Danny up and down, in a way that makes him so much creepier. “Are you, mayhaps, one of them?” Danny looks at where the clown is pointing- the bat furry and some other furries. “Uh, no way, don’t know who that furry is, never seen him before today-” Danny starts, before being rudely interrupted by the ringmaster-clown’s horrible laughter. “He isn’t quite a furry, but it’s funny you see him as such! He’s Batman, kid. And you are?” Danny looks at the clown guy, deciding that his non-hostility leaves him somewhat okay to respond to..especially if he’s gonna start building his rep back up. “Phantom. You know, usually one should say their own name first during an introduction,” Danny says, with a curious expression. “But you didn’t. Who are you, then?” The ringmaster grins wildly as he proclaims, “The Clown Prince of Crime, the Joker, one and only!” Danny’s face pales slightly; this guy is definitely not a good guy, with a name and title like that. Maybe I shouldn’t have indulged him, he thinks.
Danny takes a step back, feeling a lot less safe around this “Joker” guy. He hasn’t done anything wrong yet, but he certainly will try, won’t he?
As Sonic arrives at the scene, Batman almost takes action. These people..where have they come from? He nor any of his colleagues habe met them, that’s for sure- he’d know if they had. A boy called “Phantom”, clearly a meta, and some blue spiky meta. Unusual and sudden appearances could mean..something big. But it seems that the situation is dying down for now.. so he swoops away, bringing the rest of his team with him.
Sonic glares at the clown, not knowing what he may have done or not done to Danny. Danny steps up behind Sonic, whispering in his ear, “He’s some sort of prankster, I think? Calls himself “Joker”. He hasn’t done anything yet.” Sonic lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Whispering back, he murmurs, “Let’s just go, for now. He gives me the heebie-jeebies.” Danny nods, and Sonic promptly grabs Danny and runs away, with incredibly speed, the Joker looking at the two of them and waving as they escape the scene.
Now back at their makeshift home, Sonic asks, “Why did you leave?” He puts Danny down and looks up at him, a bit saddened. “I thought something bad could’ve happened, or you were afraid of me…” He sighs. Danny looks at Sonic, eyes sympathetic and kind; “I woke up and was too worried to sleep. Sorry. I just..wanted to scope out the town. And, uh..I think we have some more things to talk about..” He gestures to himself, and then to Sonic. “Some abilities and backstories we need to share.”
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alittebitweird · 1 year
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My bed is sooo comfy fr
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0ut-of-my-head · 2 years
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I’m trying to eat clean. Uh, tiene carne seca sin... uh, como se dice, preservativos? Quiere carne a sin preservativos? Si. Lo siento. Uh, no lo entiendo. Él quiere decir conservantes.
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✨️creepypasta for ppl with terrible vision✨️
You lost/broke your glasses so everything is blurry beyond recognition, and then something along the horizon catches your eye. Somehow, despite the distance that turns everything around it to nonsensical smudges, it is perfectly clear in your vision.
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meringuejellyfish · 7 months
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nika goltz (1925 - 2012)
an illustrator thats been a big inspiration to me for a while now, its hard to not gush over her work! and there is simply so much out there that im still discovering new pieces. one of my favorite aspects of her art is how many varied and distinct looks she achieved, all of which are so so stunning and elegant.
as you may be able to tell, her artwork has a focus on numerous fairytales and folktales, and throughout the years she illustrated over 200 books. she created illustrations for german poetry, the little prince, the fairytales of oscar wilde, and by the 90s she would turn to focus on adapting the work of hans christian andersen, who was her favorite author.
one note about nika goltz' view on her own work is that she desired to create art for both children and adults, not necessarily believing in the confines between a "childrens story" and an adult reader (with this philosophy, it makes perfect sense to me that she would have wanted to illustrate for the little prince)
at the end of the day, she illustrated for herself.
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gerritcole-coded · 1 month
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A Goalie & His Goon, a different sport au
Getting back into drawing after an art break. Really happy with how goalie!Higgy came out. Don't hate the way Cole came out but not entirely pleased with it. Had a better reference image for higgy though (100% just used an Igor pic, all goalies look the same with the amount of gear they wear)
The text in the corner is an off camera Rizzo saying "It's not unrequited, they're just idiots". I can totally see goon Gerrit being head over heels (and going apeshit to defend his goalie) and Kyle being completely oblivious despite also having a crush
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sunflowerstache · 2 years
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What does Tiny's street wear look like?
she’s a mumma of three so first and foremost she goes for comfort! Anything with soft materials and something she knows she can be in for long periods of time! Lots of sweaters and long coats (especially when they’re back home in the UK!) and just really basic cozy outfits!
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then sometimes she’s been known to wear some fun patterns or colors. Just some things to remind herself and the world that she’s still so young at only 27 and enjoys wearing fun vibrant things!
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although she doesn’t get dressed up often outside of events or date nights, very occasionally she definitely shows off a bit. And fans love it because again, she’s so young and so hot and everyone is just obsessed with her so why not!
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Flowy items are an absolute must for Tiny! They were a lifesaver during both her pregnancies and they’re just items that she feels comfortable and happy in! Plus splitting their time between LA and London, these are some great pieces she can have in both!
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but through and through, Tiny takes after her mans and is a tiny shirt big pants kind of gal. 85% of the time this is what she’s wearing and she loves it. So when Harry was in his big trouser phase last year, Tiny was having an amazing time. She’s got tons of colors and styles and fabrics, pairing them with old band tees (most of which 1D fans have seen before whether it’s from her or Harry wearing them through the years), some smaller sweaters, tank tops, anything! They’ve been her staple since right around when Bella was born so this is definitely what people most know her for!
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boxwinebaddie · 2 months
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rip sorry uncle nina hasnt been writing, work do be kicking my ass, i feel terrible i look terrible, none of the hot moms are gonna hit on me, life is so horrible but i have a four day weekend coming up that looks promising
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stonerzelda · 7 months
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went to 2 spirit halloweens and all i saw was a group of 10yr olds smoking
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aka-indulgence · 1 year
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Want a horror game where the whole game starts to detiorate as an eldrith force starts seeping into the game.. and it turns out it loves you and its all an attempt to keep/woo you
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eternalchant · 6 months
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dúchan was vessel coded before i knew a single damn thing about vessel
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