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ew-selfish-art · 6 months
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Dpx Dc AU: Ectoplasm is required for Ghosts to be visible to the human eye- And Danny creates his own ectoplasm.
Danny is visiting Jazz in Gotham and its weird how friendly everyone is. Like, the city gets a really bad rapport, everywhere he goes there is someone trying to strike up a conversation or answer his questions about getting around to the tourist spots. A few people even pointed out restaurants and ways to find off the beaten path gems! Jazz seems to role her eyes at him, but when he brings up her 'roommate' being kind of cute she flat out laughs.
Danny then comes to understand the Jazz doesn't have a roommate and that Ghosts in Gotham don't move far from their haunts- He's just been inadvertently turning these undead folks visible by accident of generating abnormal amounts of ectoplasm.
Which, is comforting in a way, he's never walking this dangerous city alone and really, most of the ghosts have been really friendly! They disappear once he's a few blocks away from them anyway.
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Tim Drake is having a horrible day.
He'd been given intel that one of Black Mask's guys was going to snitch but that he'd died before given the opportunity to reach out to the GCPD. He tracks down the guy's last know whereabouts and yikes. Its next to the Theater. Tim was often grateful for his childhood obsessions, this time it backfired.
Tim and Bruce get into an argument about trust and respect and, worst of all, mental health. And even though Tim was vehemently against Batman accompanying Red Robin to the alleyway - that's exactly what happens.
They arrive and Bruce is closing up faster than a clam in the contaminated Gotham Bay- Clearly being in the Alley bothers him. No fucking shit. RR gets started on collecting evidence, there are a few extra blood splatters and a single left shoe... When a kid walks into the Alley.
"Uh, sorry to intrude-" The kid looks scared shitless, and runs away. And then, all of a sudden, Batman and Robin aren't alone in the Alley.
Tim can hardly believe his eyes as the dead man appears and quickly blabs Black Mask's bank passwords and what the plan had been- and While he's over joyed to have that closure, he turns around to Batman weeping in the arms of his parents.
The ghosts fade, and the emotions are certainly charged as this was never something Bruce or Tim would have ever dreamed of happening. Ghosts in Gotham. Talking, floating, granting closure.
"RR, Bats, come in." Oracle calls into their ears.
"Reporting in, but, uh, we need a minute."
"A minute? We have a case on 4th and-"
"O, we just saw the ghosts of the Waynes. It's going to be a minute."
"...Lots of Ghost reports lately then. Any chance you saw a kid looking like he could be adopted?"
"Yeah, actually, black hair and blue eyes. He was super polite before he ran away."
"We have work to do. Oracle, lets prioritize finding our person of interest and divert Nightwing and Robin to the case on 4th." Batman cut between them on the comms and he sounded... calmer than either of them anticipated.
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Jazz is no longer laughing when Batman appears at her door explaining that he's looking for Danny (Who already flew away from town to get a good night's sleep before class on Monday). Turns out Danny reunited the man with his dead parents just briefly- and then the second guy appears and mentions how Danny had also given a guy who'd been murdered by a Mob enough time to explain the ongoing threats the city faced.
Jazz just rolls her eyes and says that it's not like the ghosts are going anywhere anytime soon and Danny will visit in another month. When pressed, she just explains that her brother is a weirdo. No of course he doesn't have powers. Gaslight and Girlbosses her way out.
And Jazz thinks that the game is up for at least another month, obviously when Danny visits more shit will stir up, but then this new guy appears.
Unlike the other Bats who are keen on watching her from a distance, the Red Hood knocks on her door. Are her eyebrows all the way into her hairline when Red Hood asks her to send his thanks along to Danny because somehow this whole situation led to his Dad expressing remorse for his actions and apologizing? Yes, yes they are.
But Jazz can smell Dissertation Data off of these vigilantes- Who is she to send them away? Jazz welcomes Red Hood into her place for a cup of tea and a small chat.
The story then devolves into Jazz getting shit done, Danny being cute by proximity and also bringing ghosts to the party, and the Bats having trauma resolve between them.
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ruporas · 5 months
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feast (ID in alt)
#vashwood#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#trigun#trigun maximum#tw blood#im posting this so late because october escaped me Suddenly.. hello....#i wanted to make it a photoset with this other vampire vw wip but i don't think i'm finishing it any time soon and the mood of it is#completely different anyway. also i don't think i ever shared anything about my vampire au on here !!! it's all old art by now so im shy lo#but maybe i'll do a photodump of it. long story short vash is a vampire since birth and ww is a human vampire hunter that turns during thei#travels together due to EoM experiments + getting vash to drink from him at some point.#humans turn once they get bitten but bc ww has been experimented on#& got bitten by a bunch of human turned vampires thruout his hunts he thought it wouldn't be a problem for vash to drink from him but alas.#theyre both ok though theyre traveling together definitely not hating themselves for what theyve become and feeling guilty for what theyve#done to each other. theyre completely normal about it. the biting part is really appealing to me in vampire aus so i draw it a lot but#in reality vash only drank from ww once and ww mightve done it twice under the realization he might actually die otherwise#since he wont drink from humans after being turned.... he's combatting the 5 stages of grief at all times#if this is all nonsense im sorry DMGKSDF I'M NOT good at explaining and this au came from nowhere in the depths of my mind its a mess#ruporas art
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purityonice · 4 months
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🥽 John dory with a secret girlfriend during his BroZone band days headcanons.
Requested? yeah :)
kinda short!
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Hides you from his family and fans because he doesn’t want to risk the band’s reputation.
Sneaks you over often especially after shows boasting about how perfect his preformance was.
The only person to actually know about you is his Grandma because she caught you sneaking out of the house. She loved you right away and promised to keep your secret aslong as you give her grandchildren. Lets just say john dory did not like that deal he got so embarrassed.
You and him often get into squabbles because of his job, hes always out preforming with his brothers or out on a fan meet up things. he’s always busy and you feel undervalued most of the time.
He makes it up by spending as much time as he can with you when he’s not working.
He eventually introduces you to his family after awhile because he loves you so much and feels ready.
They love you especially Bitty B! Branch always comes in and interrupts you and John dory when you two are alone.
This annoys JD to the MAX but seeing you laugh and play along with Branch as he trys to impress you is so cute that he cant stay annoyed.
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buwheal · 2 days
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Unexpected but fair.
How long were we disconnected?
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erwinsvow · 21 days
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OUHHHH !! and if kook trio reader somehow did end up getting close with jj (its nothing much they were literally just talking n being friendly) but it still caught rafes eyes!! and to him that meant being flirty and ofc he cant have that 🙄
but before he confronts her he will take it up with jj first though.. but u didnt hear that from me
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rafe is a menace, but at least he knows it. he admits it. maybank is a dirty pogue, even worse because he takes no accountability. he's clearly playing with you, messing with you somehow.
rafe's been checking, he doesn't think jj's been calling or texting you. but he does know everytime he sees the two of you together, the blond is planning something in his head that rafe can't let him get away with.
kelce and top tell him he's been crazy. he's not, he's being fucking proactive, making sure you don't get defiled by some pogue trash. another thought slips in—defiled by maybank before rafe can defile you.
he corners jj at the beach one day, approaching him and trying to make sure he doesn't dart away before he gets this conversation taken care of.
"hey pogue. gotta talk to you. listen up."
"think i'm gonna pass, rafe, how bout you leave me a voicemail and i'll get back to you never-"
"shut it before i kick you even harder than your dad does. stay away from her." rafe looks him in the eyes, fist clenching. he can't leave a mark on him yet, you'll find out and then you'll get mad like you always do.
"don't know who you're talkin' about. your step-mom? tell her to stop callin' me first-"
"you know exactly who m'talking about. stop talkin' to her. stop lookin' at her. don't even go near her. y'think i'm playin' around? try me. i'll ruin your life and all your little friends too."
jj stares back at him. he wants to swing, knows it since jj's just like him.
"nice chattin', bud. won't be seein' you around, i'm sure."
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oceanwithouthermoon · 3 months
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one of my favorite (/sarcastic but not really cuz its like funny idk) things in fandoms is when people make ocs or self inserts or 'x readers' being shipped with characters, but the oc/sona/reader is literally just another character from the source material.. its like youre shipping the characters but didnt want to admit it, so you made a kinsona and branded it as something else..
and its NEVER subtle, actually its super blatant every time and im always shocked when nobody points it out..
i have seen uncountable saiki k x readers where the description is like:
"saiki meets someone whose thoughts he cant read for the first time, and even though he doesnt trust her at first, she keeps proving that she is kind and has good intentions!" you mean nendo? reader is girl nendo?
"this time, he meets a girl whose thoughts honestly match up with her spoken words almost perfectly for the first time!" hairo. youre shipping saiki with girl hairo.
"saiki meets someone whose thoughts are too fast and jumbled to re-" ITS AKECHI, THATS AKECHI, ITS LITERALLY AKECHI.
"saiki meets someone whose just as immune to teruhashi as he is for the first and only tim-" this is hairo again, awe bae you secretly LOVE haisai ?!?
"saiki sees his old childhood friend for the first time in years after an incident caused them to be apart and then they fall in lov-" WHY DID YOU EVEN WRITE THIS AND NOT CALL IT SAIKECHI.
its even funnier when they say its like that characters little sister, but the way they write it is still literally just the character, like their personality, dialogue, even their relationship, is the same..
not all of them fit this exactly, but the ones that take a boy character and turn them into a girl oc to ship them with a boy, it reminds of how in equestria girls they couldnt make applejack and rarity endgame so they gave them boyfriends who looked IDENTICAL to each other.. thats what youre creating, guys, youre creating heterosexual rarijack.
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wettvagina · 4 months
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GIVING VIRGIN!GOJO A BLOWJOB
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warnings: virgin!gojoxreader , blowjob (duh)
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You sat with your rear pressed to the back of your calves, hands placed delicately on top of your thighs as you stared up at the man sitting on the bed above you, "Good down there?" he asks, you roll your eyes, hands grabbing at his pants, unbuttoning then unzipping.
"You sure you know what you're doin'?" his honeyed voice rings in your ear, "Mhm." you hum, releasing his lengthy cock from the suspense of his boxers, you could feel his body tense as his cock sprung free, you rub your hands on his thigh as an attempt to calm him.
"Relax." your soft voice cooed, "I-I am relaxed, do you want me to lay down or something?" Satoru continues to babble, 'he talks way too much', you note mentally, you roll your eyes, popping his pink, meaty tip into your mouth and immediately earn a gasp from him, followed by a loud groan.
You grab the rest of his shaft using your hand, wrisk flicking as you swirl your tongue around the tip, tasting his salty precome dribbling from the swollen tip. You pull his entire length out of your mouth, your tongue resting on your bottom lip as you take his entire length in your mouth, you feel his heavy cock rest on your tongue as you slide your mouth up and down his cock.
"Oh! Shiiiiit-" Satoru moans, hands gripping onto the bedsheet, you continue to stroke at the base of his cock, while sucking on the sensitive tip, you trace your tongue on the slit, looking up at him with your hungry eyes as you observe his eyelids shut, mouth shaped like an 'o' as you lick at his tip.
You remove your hands from the base of his cock to lick a stripe from the base of his cock up to the tip, and with that Satoru feels his dick pulse, releasing thick ropes of his white, creamy come onto your mouth and face, you bat your lashes as he comes, finishing with a loud moan.
"Holy Shit." Satoru pants, "That was...great." he extolls with a tired smirk.
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radiocity · 7 months
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The L Word | S2E01
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moonlightshaiku · 9 months
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Kylo's "Type"
I stick by the fact that this dude is just a teddy bear. A very touch starved and traumatized teddy bear.
He likes someone who will give him attention, especially physical. He likes someone he can bicker with, that will still reassure him if it goes too far, or if he gets insecure, bickering aside.
He's completely okay without PDA, but he is pretty possessive, and he's going to want someone that isn't super flirty with others.
He just wants to be loved. He has preferences here and there, but really just wants to be loved.
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n4rval · 4 months
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hi I just wanted to say your tags on the gaster poll posts are so correct yessss (always enjoy your takes just in general). thank you for being one of the seemingly very few people out there who also believes there's no way the timeline works for gaster and alphys to have been colleagues. however, him haunting her benevolently is something I'm 1000% here for <3 (also I hope your finals went well and you get to have a nice relaxing break!)
HII HELLO HI im glad you like them!!! knowing you read these motivates me to keep being Absolutely Very Normal About Him on the internet
personally it's less of a believing thing and more of a come on it's written right there thing, but since we're here.
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behold! dingus timeline. (and the hottest of takes with freshly baked personal headcanons otherwise what am i doing)
Not a skeleton?
Isn't 201X too early?
Indeed, not a skeleton, but rather, some guy. Something about how monster's bodies are manifestations of their SOUL, and him oddly resembling a strange looking man does well to represent his insatiable curiosity and love for creating. (things humans are known for in a better light)
On the other hand, you will be pleased with how fascinated he is by "FLESHLINGS AND THEIR CALCIUM DEPOSITS".
And then they fucking died.
201X is the year the first human fell into the underground, and shortly after, the royal family has moved to New Home. This means some decent exploration of the cavern has already been made. Scientists could very well already have been working on optimizing life underground, with special attention to the large and ever growing new capital.
My idea? As this idiot has been aiding exploration with his antics, Gerson was the one to appoint him to Asgore. Something about his talent with turning garbage into non-garbage. With a little patience and getting familiar with his odd manerisms, it was not too long until he got to be the prince's weird godfather.
Cracking already?
And everyone was devastated, mainly the close family. Not only that, but amidst your mourning, the one couple responsible for your unrealistically high standards for romance just divorced. Is love even real anymore. You eat ants with your cereal and your work consists mainly of convenience improvements and absolutely nothing groundbreaking. What's the point of breaking that pesky barrier again? Child murder? Come on.
That's the Wingdings PATIENCE and BRAVERY encountered in their adventure. Dear god, you're lame. Aren't you some kind of genius? Get yourself together! And together he got his self, now, he has children to look after. Surely there must be some other way. He must stop coming up with new flavours for chips and find some other way.
... Dear god, the King is going to kill them.
BONES and DT
Listen. He's old. You got your wrinkles, he's got his cracking. What? You meant to point out some major event of injury must have been responsible for his current state of deformity? Well, he's old AND heartbroken. That's a direct blow to the SOUL, okay.
Jokes aside (kind of), doing any lasting damage to a monster is quite difficult given their magic forms can easily be healed through, well, magic. They can, however, eventually "fall" (wink wink) and dust away with age - which cannot, however, be fixed with magic.
With a little determination however ...
Something about the anomaly.
He found it, the other way. It was the bones all along, the so needed sustainance for channelling such a high concentration of that power. Well, not necessarily, but a boney structure will endure much more and last much longer than a meaty one. Also, it looks so cool.
You know this guy, he gets first dibs on any and all dubious substances that might or might not deal the last hit to the nail on his coffin dust urn(?). And when it all works out (dubious), he might as well play a little. What kind of things can he make? With the material properties of these calcified remains infused with his own magic, animated with determination.
Some new, powerful magic tricks?
A new kind of monster, maybe?
DARK, DARKER, YET DARKER.
There is a lot of interesting things one can do with isolated DT, aside from making bones rattle with life - for example, peeking onto the complex layers and ramifications of what composes reality. This is when the already kooky scientist grows a little mad; manic, if you will. This is the Wingdings sans was familiar with.
Time travel this, resets that, blah blah blah alpha timeline, the anomaly, the angel, the anomaly again, all things that only make sense to him and his illegible mess on the black board. The lack of detail is killing him, he needs to know what it is - what it does, why it does, how it does. Not to stop it, no, there is no stopping it.
Rather, an overwhelming need to understand it.
He falls somewhere in recent history, details of it left ambiguous. The shattering, combined with the amount of DT running in his magical... mathematical physiology, rendered all of his self but an espectator of his reality; confined to the code and unable to do anything but watch, powerless before the nature of his very being, like a corrupted program.
It is all rather frustrating, besides the burden that is coming to terms with simply not existing anymore, watching was pretty much all this research was and now ever will be. That is, until something interacts with him. It is different from the tragic prince, whom no matter how much DT he's accumulated, he is just as confined to this world's rules as other elements. Not this one, not the force from beyond. Not "YOU".
He makes it a mission to reach out, despite the limits of the code, to give away bits and pieces of him and see if you bite. But not too much, he's seen how you tend to exhaust a world for knowledge, something he can oddly sympathize with. I mean, what will you do once you find everything? One cannot fully know a person.
Maybe in another world, prophetized by a cute, little white dog. A much better world for everyone, without so much as war or disease, his greatest creation yet. And he could invite you to it, to experience bewilderment, to be reminded of wonder. If it could even help you, wherever you are, to deem your own world worth of partaking ... then the experiment was a success.
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tojisun · 6 months
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kinktober — 20: edging
jake sully x omatikaya fem reader
!! smut - minors dni; a blink-and-you'll-miss-it cervix penetration
kinktober mlist
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jake has been at it for hours now, you think. 
time has slipped past your mind, leaving you trembling with the drawl of pleasure that he loved to rip from you; letting it build over and over, driving your pleasure to its peak, almost tipping over, only for him to stop. 
you screamed and wailed at each turn, thrashing on his hold, but jake is resolute in his pursuit of ruining you. resolute in making you feel the drags of unobtainable euphoria. 
you shouldn’t have trusted him, you think to yourself as you blink your eyes close when his cock slips out of you once again – you’ve lost count of how many rounds have passed.
it was jake who asked you to try it out, after all – this tawtute lovemaking. 
(“lemme edge you out, my sweet,” he murmured, pressing his lips against your skin, kissing and nipping. marking. 
“okay,” you told him, mind hazy from his wandering lips. “please make me feel good.”
he pulled back just enough to flash you the dangerous grin that tickles his lips at hearing your words, his fangs glinting amidst the darkness in your guys’ secret place – a product of your shared desire to slink somewhere private. somewhere where date nights could be fulfilled.
“i promise,” he said.)
like a fucking liar.
“jake, please. please,” you hiccup, eyes unfocused from the intensity of the stimulation he’s put you through, feeling the way your skin buzzed, engulfed by uncharted flames of ecstasy.
but jake just slaps his cock on the damp lips of your cunt, smirking even when his eyes have thinned to golden rings, his chest heaving from his own lack of release. 
“shh, yawne,” he murmurs, his voice gruff and rugged. “not yet.”
not yet – you are quickly getting tired of those words. 
he’s been repeating them since the teasing started, pressing the words either on the swell of your breasts or muffling them on the crook of your neck, his nose buried in the most sensitive expanse of your skin where your scent lay the strongest. it was a mantra that drove you crazy, reducing you into trembling with need.
you sob, rubbing your fists against your wet eyes, but jake just croons, teasing, and drags the heavy weight of his cock along your slit and into your entrance once more, slapping the head of it against your hardened nub once, two times, before he breaches past the tender skin and fills you up to the hilt again. 
you howl, pleasure razing your sanity, feeling its tendrils drag from the core of your heat to the bottom of your spine. your eyes roll to the back of your skull when you feel jake’s hand pressing down on your belly, rumbles of elation rippling from his throat. 
“i’m back here again, paskalin,” he whispers, his voice edging into something possessive. “can you feel just how deep i am?”
you grit through the dizzying pleasure to give him a weak nod, your toes curling when jake pulls out only to slam back in, fucking you with a broken tempo. he loves doing this – dragging out his cock in slow strokes, making you feel the entirety of its length, only to punch it into your cunt, the leaking head of it kissing so deep in you. 
“jake, wanna- ah! wanna cum!” you beg even though you know it will be fruitless. because you know him, you know your lover who is too stubborn and playful and selfish. you know that he will drag this on until you are voiceless from crying and your body is trembling uncontrollably.
because it hurts and the hurt is so good.
and jake laughs, a mean and crooning sound ripping from the base of his throat, because he knows. 
he meets your teary gaze and says, “not yet.”
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tags: @pandoraslxna @stargirlrchive @plooto @liwooa
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forecast0ctopus · 18 days
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idk if you still draw merlin art that much BUT ,
i always headcanon arthur with long hair for historical accuracy . what do u think of it? what long hair would you give hin?
i’m bad at focusing on multiple things at once which is why i tend to only post art of one thing for a few months straight but trust me i think about merlin and all my other interests All The Time…. i am always up to talk about them!!!
anyways i know this probably isn’t the answer anyone wants but. historical accuracy be damned i like his hair short…… if i Had to have it longer id want it like that scruffy haircut they almost gave him in s4ish? if i remember? i love a disheveled looking man <3 im sure thats not at all what you meant by long hair though haha
consolation arthur sketch for me not being a long hair person:
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dayurno · 2 months
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recalled11 · 9 months
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Journeys pt 1
Pt 2
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anominous-user · 4 months
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quick doodle of vill-v and aponia and griseo
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angellake · 1 month
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just some thoughts i was having bout graves and reader with fresh lip piercings! no cws besides graves being graves + general suggestiveness + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
You had been planning to get your lips pierced for a while now but hadn’t spoken to Graves about it. Of course, he would’ve been supportive. Well, a little more than supportive. Excited is a more apt word. Regardless, you hadn’t told him that you were even planning on this. He hadn’t a clue. So, when the first thing he notices when coming home from a mission done well is the pretty little studs through the flesh of your bottom lip, you can’t blame him for giving them a gentle tug. “Well, would ya look at that?” he murmurs more to himself than you while tilting your chin up towards him, an all too familiar look in his eyes. “Getting yourself into trouble while I’m away, hm, sweetheart?” Graves gives the little studs another little tug causing you to wince and make a sound of discomfort. It only seemed to egg him on. You were in for a long night.
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