#this ship needs a name

[soot-and-salt]

Vox nodded and strode over to the piano, making a "may I?" gesture. After a moment of consideration, Alastor scooted over on the bench with a hum. With a flick of his coat tails, Vox sat with a grin, admiring the instrument up close. 

"Now this, my dear television, is what we call a "piano"," Alastor said, jackal grin on his face and tinny audience laughter in his static. 

With a toothsome grin of his own, Vox reached over and began to play "Für Elise". It was a little halting, a little rusty, but a competent enough rendition. The radio demon looked utterly shocked, an expression he rarely wore, and Vox savored it like fine wine. It wasn't every day you got to surprise him, after all. 

More QPR Alastor/Rosie/Vox. I don't know why I keep hurting myself

#hazbin alastor #hazbin fanfic #hazbin vox #hazbin rosie #hazbin hotel #i'm sorry #qpr #this ship needs a name #and I need to quit while I'm ahead

[bee-tee-rus]

Crappy phone sketch but I like to imagine this shipping scenario where Mitch and Meap are ex lovers and they're fighting each other for whatever reason.I dunno, maybe Mitch stole a ship battery and Meap has to intervene. Anyways, they're wrestling and Mitch pins Meap to the ground, above him as he lets out a chuckle and says something like (gonna split the post here cuz I'm kinda embarrassed lol) CW// Slightly Suggestive

"Haha!"

"... Meap?" ((What now, what's so funny?))

"Remember when everyone thought I was your father? It's funny because you used to call me 'Daddy' so they weren't too far off~"

"Meap." ((You're an idiot.))

(I like to imagine Meap was the one who broke it off and I guess he either married someone else or he is single but still says "mother-in-law" since he was so used to referring to Mitch's mom that way (that is obviously not canon, I'm just saying scenarios for fun). Mitch has obviously never gotten over it, I mean he has Meap's pinup calendar hanging inside of his ship lol so there's times when Mitch tried to win Meap back or at least have a little fun with him. Sometimes, Meap will cave and you know... Lol to Meap it's a stress fling when times get tough but Mitch falsely believes that he is a step closer to winning back his ex lover's affections).

#my art #phineas and ferb #meap #big mitch #this ship needs a name #m&m shipping #i dunno lol #slightly suggestive #headcanon

[dual-domination]

Stars Aligned in a Perfect Sky - this fic is dragging me to places I’ve never been before...

My Guardian x DMBJ crossover fic has Cover Art now. My rarepair Wu Xie x Zhao Yunlan got a place on my wall. And I got a place in many people’s blacklist...

This one was a mess to do, my wrist is quite locked and my chronic trembling hands got a bit worse because I stopped paiting since the art I made for @the-marron​  But, well, here we are, my rarepair that worth me a “you’re a bastard” from a friend.

(Sorry for terrible quality and the frame being cutted, I can’t do more than take pictures at this moment, no scanner).

The first chapter is soon to be posted, but you can have the Summary and Tags (so many tags...)

Edit: POSTED - https://archiveofourown.org/works/42048909/chapters/105575241

#guardian x dmbj crossover #now with art #soon to be posted #controversial ship #rarepair #guardian #zhen hun #dmbj #reunion: the sound of the providence #wu xie #zhao yunlan #zhao yunlan x wu xie #this ship needs a name #guardian art #dmbj art #hyde dual-domination #yunlan jones #this tag has a reason #shiva #trishul #shiva trishul #a lot of desi culture reference

[joz-yyh]

Rust - Fanfic Preview

SUMMARY: A "how they got together" and "where they are now" fic in which I detail how Damian and Tardif meet and consequently fall in love. No beta. Read at your own risk.

RATING: T (for violence just to be safe, but rating will eventually go up for sexual themes)

PAIRING: Bounty Hunter (Tardif) x Flagellant (Damian)

WORD COUNT: 1,758

A/N: I just couldn’t restrain myself any longer so, I gave in and started working on a fic. This is not quite the beginning of the story (close enough), but I figured I’d do a little preview to gauge people’s interest. Please keep in mind this is still a WIP so, things may change a bit. A big thank you to my precious darling lacertae-dreamscape for being my (willing?) guinea pig in all this. Love you! ❤️

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Junia giggles modestly at Damian’s insightful hobbies, the flagellant depicting the morose backstory behind each one of his many scars, relating them to the tales and verses found in the holy scriptures. While the subject matter may be off-putting to some, Junia doesn’t mind. Whatever grim fixations Damian has, he makes up for it with dedication and enthusiasm.

The vestal catches sight of Tardif, his lurching shadow mucking about along the tree line, keeping an eye on the perimeter no doubt, his attention set on the weald beyond. Junia has traveled alongside the bounty hunter long enough to be made aware of his misanthropic tendencies. Most times she’s content to leave him to his own devices, but Light help her, she wants to extend an olive branch and at least offer him the opportunity to join in on their festivities. Perhaps with enough persuasion, she could goad him into being more social. 

"Oh Tardif," she harks, beckoning him over with a gloved hand, "why don't you join us by the fire. You must be chilled to the bone! Come, you must hear Damian's tale of the Light. He tells it so well!" 

Tardif bristles at the mention of his name. He can feel their eyes on him, waiting expectantly for an answer. He hesitates just a fraction, surprised that anyone would even desire his company, but chooses to ignore her pleas, sinking into the undulating fungus to escape. 

Junia scowls, the smile falling from her lips. In a moment of weakness, she sighs, speaking her inner thoughts aloud, "What a pitiful man. He carries such a heavy burden of loneliness. I feel sorry for him." 

At her words, a revelation appears before Damian's mind's eye. So that's what it was! The flagellant could easily cure such trifles. It was his duty after all.

"Wait here, I will retrieve him," Damian declares, already heading into the woods after the brooding figure, Junia attempting to call him back because she knows such demonstrations of force are bound to end very, very badly.

Just then, Reynauld returns from his own trek in the woods, peering across the flame-lit clearing, taking note of those who are absent, perplexed that even Damian would leave the gentle vestal's side unattended.

"Junia, where is everyone," the swordsman asks, a hint of concern slipping into his admonishing tone.

Junia explains the situation as best she can, albeit awkwardly, worriedly.

At this, the knight crusader kneels down beside his comrade, his armor making a resounding "clank" against the wooden stump she resides on.

"Fret not," he declares, trying to ease the girl's troubled mind with a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "I will go in after them.”

Junia’s uncertain expression worsens into a grimace. She’s seen just how persistent Damian could be in battle and how equally stubborn Tardif was, but that was when the two warriors were pitted against a common enemy. Who's to say what will happen when their skills are suddenly directed at each other? She fears Reynauld is already too late.

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Damian doesn't hide his approach as he cards through the knobby, naked branches, uninhibited by the splintering underbrush. His footfalls are loud and tenacious, giving no heed to the silent dangers lurking within the blight-infested wilderness.

Tardif notices the break in silence immediately, sensing someone stalking his rear, smelling the coppery tang of blood in the air. 

The bounty hunter turns to confront his attacker, just barely missing Damian's throat thanks to that ridiculous iron collar of his. The Flagellant grins at him with glee, ecstatic that a faint streak of blood has begun to pour out from his skin.

"Such good reflexes," the flagellant praises, subconsciously leaning into the axe blade like the masochistic bastard he is. "Did you not hear Miss Junia? She requests your presence."

Tardif grunts distastefully, lowering his weapon.

"Come, she is waiting,” Damian reiterates with an urgency, as if the woman were in utter peril, “I cannot return empty handed."

The bounty hunter turns his back on the hooded man, treading deeper into the chartreuse jungle, opposite of where he's being told to go.

Damian makes the mistake of trying to stop him, crimson hands reaching out to drag the surly brigand back to camp.

Tardif responds by tackling the other male to the ground below.

"Bloody flagellant," the bounty hunter grumbles as he pins the other down, leveraging a forearm against his iron collar, and in turn, the fool's windpipe.

Damian laughs with unabashed merriment.

"You spoke, you spoke," says the sing-songy voice, "Perhaps the Light, in all it's infinite glory, will allow me to partake in such miracles again. What say you to joining us? Or shall I extract you by force," the flagellant asks with a flashy grin and a cocky tilt of his head.

Tardif has witnessed Damian's tactics first-hand and while the taller man had the potential to be fatal, the bounty hunter merely grunts indignantly, as if a pale, anemic ghost couldn't possibly hope to subdue him.

"I see, so that is your answer," Damian drawls, plotting something.

Maybe it was just Tardif’s sleep-deprived mind playing tricks, but even amongst the unbridled darkness, he swears he sees Damian’s eyes sparkle from under his hood. There's a gut feeling telling him that the holy man is permitting this victory, letting the rogue assume control over their interactions because it’s where the mercenary feels the most comfortable and the bounty hunter is not sure if he likes that or not. Tardif feels a sharpened blade sneak under the scales of his chainmail, pressed dangerously close to the tendons in his axe-wielding arm.

Dammit to hell. The flagellant must’ve commandeered one of Tardif's knives during their tumble, turning it against him.

"If you come willingly, I will spare you this grievous injury. Even if you refuse, I promise to stay at your bedside until you recover, but I wonder if you could survive that long without the use of your arm, not to mention the leeches," he says between broken teeth.

"Fine," Tardif acquiesces, mumbling begrudgingly under his breath.

Tardif removes the bulk of his weight from Damian, letting the other man get to his feet.

Damian twirls the stolen knife in his hand with a flourish, a practiced maneuver that hinted at his proficiency with such blood-letting tools. Should Tardif go back on his word, he could certainly make him regret it. Done with his peacocking, the flagellant holds the blade’s handle outward, waiting for the other man to retrieve what was rightfully his in a humble peace offering.

Tardif yanks the knife back with more force than necessary, nicking the Holy man with the tip of the blade just as the flagellant had expected him to, a small satisfying cut gracing his palm.

Tardif snarls. He's getting tired of playing right into Damian's hands.

"Get on wit it, then, 'fore I go changin' my mind," Tardif growls, jerking his head in the direction of camp.

"As you wish," Damian says with a haughty bow, leading the way as a scoffing Tardif trails behind him.

They meet Reynaild midway there, both sides surprised to see the other, but for various reasons neither prefers to disclose. They exchange no words as they rendezvous with Junia.

Tardif finds that being huddled around the bonfire by a bunch of holier-than-thou churchgoers is not a wholly unpleasant experience. The bounty hunter remains aloof, arms crossed as he merely listens to them recount past religious achievements, deflects their attempts at small talk, refusing to participate in revelry.

He’s practically nodding off in his seat when Damain shoves him off completely, a gear-clad back colliding against the grass, sorely undignified. With a keen rage in his eye, the bounty hunter chases the giddy flagellant around the camp, trying to lop off his head much to Reynauld’s mirth and Junia’s distress.

Tardif has to stifle his humors with an ensuing grunt, lest he get caught laughing at Damian’s playfulness.

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Damian is visiting the tavern, a light-hearted game of cards strewn atop a large circular table filled shoulder to shoulder with his precious comrades. The flagellant is not participating in the swill of drink himself, nor the vice of gambling, but decides to keep the others company while they engage in their self-medicated stress relief.

Tardif is poised at the far corner of the bar, putting as much distance between them as he can get, flicking his gaze over to the rowdy, red-faced bunch as he brandishes his pint of beer. Was there no end to the holy man forcibly inserting himself into other people’s business?

Damian steals a glance his way and Tardif doesn't tarry, the scruffy man finishing his drink quickly and efficiently before taking his leave.

His comrades whistle provocatively, slurring their jeers as the watch Damian rise from his seat to follow close behind him.

There's a waning moon hanging in the night sky as the holy man steps outside into the wet cobblestone road, retracing Tardif's steps. Never one to stay out in the open, The bounty hunter turns down an alleyway, hoping to lose the troublesome tail dogging his heels. Damain peruses him into the uninviting murk, heedless of the precariousness of being trapped alone in a narrow passageway with a professional killer. Tardif all, but vanishes from sight, faded into the cluttered darkness of crates and barrels lining the nearby buildings. The flagellant twists his head about, looking for any signs of the brute's notorious helmet and hunting gear, but finds none.

He only has a moment to mourn the loss before a shadowy figure springs forth out of nowhere, the taller man now cornered, the scars on his back pressed against the strong outer wall of the sanitarium, a knife to his throat. Damian turns into the threat, grinning all the while.

Tardif is starting to get the impression that the flagellant is instigating these skirmishes on purpose.

"There you are! To where are you headed at such an ungodly hour," Damian asks as if this development between them was brought about by sheer coincidence.

"Piss off. ‘Tis no business of urs," Tardif grinds out with that deep, gravelly voice of his.

"But surely, I must accompany you," Damian retorts.

Tardifs anger flares. Did the fool not hear him?

"You got a death wish, mate,” Tardif quips, strictly a rhetorical question.

"My wish is to know more about you," Damian counters, admitting it much too easily, radiating that piquant interest he always seems to regard the bounty hunter with. Even Tardif is not immune to the feelings that those words awaken in him, internally flinging spiteful words at himself for the warmth that currently spreads throughout his veins.

{End Preview}

#darkest dungeon #bounty hunter x flagellant #tardif x damian #this ship needs a name #darkest dugeon #flagellant #bounty hunter #damian #tardif #my writing #darkest dungeon fanfiction #tardif dd #damian dd #bounty hunter x flagellant fanfiction #flagellant x bounty hunter #dd tardif #dd damian

[wolxoltl]

Time really is a flat circle.

#adventure time #fionna and cake #winter king #the winter king #simon petrikov #fionna and cake spoilers #what even is their ship name #icecest? simoncest? #i need therapy #shitpost

[softestepilogue]

if buddie becomes canon 911 will be the first show with banger after banger after banger after banger of main ships.

athena and bobby? unmatched. immaculate.

hen and karen? magnificent.

chimney and maddie? perfection.

buck and eddie? flawless.

#911 abc #eddie diaz #evan buckley #bobby nash #athena grant nash #hen wilson #karen wilson #chimney han #maddie buckley #buddie #buck x eddie #op #pfft i said if buddie becomes canon #i mean when they become canon #another thing they’ll have going for them are all the bad ship names #except madney #madney is the only ship name that’s a bop #but like bathena henren buddie??? #they need work

[jaypentaghast]

I love them please bring them back to meeeee

#i need to read so many fanfics about them you dont understand aaaaaa #whats the ship name we need a ship name!!! ASAP #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 spoilers #our flag means death s2 spoilers #anne bonny #mary read #mine

[ladeldee]

I simultaneously look forward to and dread the possible interactions to come with Wilbur's return.

#Qsmp #Pissa #Qsmp shipping #<- implied cause pet names and father like daughter Wil 'truthing' Phil lmao #qsmp philza #qsmp wilbur #I need Wil and Missa to interact but by God would it take a blue moon to happen. and I know this art isn't about them directly interacting #but by proximity the shenanigans that could happen aaAGh

[mintypsii]

yk adorable group hug and luffy moment aside, did zoro just kick the ground . after he was hugged . is this show even real

sorry but the way nami went 🤨🏳️‍🌈 TWICE

#i love the opla i love the opla i would die for the opla #UGHHGGHGH LUFFY SHOUTING WITH HAPPINESS IS SO #inaki did graduate from the university of luffyoligy /ref #they mean everything to me u don't understand #they made everyone fruity as hell im #the kayasopp usokaya whatever the ship name kiss also counts #THEYRE SO CUTE? #sorry irrelevant i just needed to talk about it #THE AMOUNT OF JOY THIS SHOW IS GIVING ME i might die #IM GONNA DRAW SO MANY SCREENCAPS #JUST WATCH #(i cursed myself by saying that and now i never will) #one piece #op #one piece live action #opla #spoilers #min watches one piece #zolu #roronoa zoro #monkey d luffy #nami #iñaki godoy #mackenyu #emily rudd

[cosmiccolours-art]

Hold on, i'm cookin' more STEM girls content! This time some Purah and Mineru goodness~

(my delusions have taken over me and I can't stop thinking about them. I need more Mineru/Purah content!)

line art:

I actually like how it looks with just the line art so I'm sharing it too~

#tears of the kingdom #totk #legend of zelda #loz #purah #mineru #zelda #the legend of zelda #tloz #fan art #purah x mineru #mineru x purah #do they have a ship name yet? or do I need to make one #i love my stem girlies #josha is a stem baby so I might draw her too in the future #i'm not brave enough to draw mineru's mech body

[blaze5681]

Things Hazbin Hotel Characters Absolutely Have Said

Angel Dust: You call it "really bad at darts", I call it "freestyle acupuncture."

Husk: ...I'm going to have to ask you to leave the bar.

-

Nifty: I learned a valuable lesson from this.

Charlie: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lesson you actually should’ve taken away…

Nifty: DEATH ISN’T REAL AND I AM BASICALLY GOD!

-

Lucifer: Dammit, you ruin everything!

Alastor: You're welcome!

-

Vaggie: Hey, about that love letter you sent me-

Charlie: *blushes* What are your thoughts?

Vaggie: The fourth sentence-

Charlie: Yeah, that’s where I got really emotional and I-

Vaggie: It’s “you’re” not “your”.

-

Angel Dust, with a headache: Advil me up, daddy.

Husk: I will short out the language centre of your brain if you say anything like that ever again.

-

Cherri: Please, picking locks is my specialty.

Cherri *throws a brick through the window*

Cherri: Okay, let’s go.

-

Sir Pentious: We can't lose. Because we have this. *points to their chest*

Vaggie: We have heart?

Sir Pentious: Heart? No, me. I'm pointing at myself. I'm going to win this for us.

#hazbin hotel #my incorrect quotes #i needed to okay #alastor #charlie morningstar #lucifer morningstar #vaggie hazbin hotel #angel dust hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel husk #nifty #cherri bomb #hazbin hotel spoilers #radio demon #huskerdust #chaggie #is that their fr ship name #hazbin incorrect quotes #sir pentious #mine

[postpendulum]

Damian's new classmate was what most people would deem as strange, Damian however could not see him as anything other than suspicious. Daniel Knight had joined in the midst of the school year, claiming to have moved here with his father Fredric Knight (first area of suspicion, a parent willingly moving both them and their child to Gotham) for a new start following his fathers divorce. The boy was reclusive when not spoken to directly, however he would not stop talking when a topic of his interest would come up. After searching further into his past (as he does with all his classmates) Damian found a relatively normal past, the only outstanding things being a noticeable drop in grades at the beginnings of freshman year relating to an undisclosed accident resulting in lichtenberg scarring starting from Daniels palm, and presumably up his arm being hidden by his sleeve. Apparently this accident left Daniel with irregular tremors and, every once in a blue moon, seizures. Damian had thought about taking this suspicious blockage of information to Tim or the Bat Computer to be bypassed, however the idea of sharing Daniel this cases existence with the rest of his family for some unexplained reason bothered him greatly, so Damian has come to the decision to figure out Knight’s true intentions on his own.

Meanwhile Danny’s just trying to live his new, semi-normal life in peace. After a reveal gone wrong results in some good old vivisection, Jazz Sam and Tucker recruit the help of Clockwork to find Danny a new home, where he can heal from both the physical and mental wounds. Clockwork ends up dumping Danny into the DC universe alongside Fright Knight, who was insistent on going with him, feeling responsible in helping to protect his young prince now since he feels he failed the first time. So with a bit of spacetime razzle dazzle, Tucker messing with stuff he probably shouldn't have messed with and a very tearful goodbye with promises to check in every day, Danny goes off to start his new life as Daniel Knight. It was going ok so far, he took half the year to himself, focusing on healing. Also so Frighty could adjust to the whole pretending to be human thing. Danny doesn't have any friends yet, and to be honest hasn't made the effort to make any (Jazz would be disappointed if she knew that), but there's this one boy in Danny's class who might be even weirder than him. Danny can feel Damian's eyes on him, knows how he follows him around without a sound (Danny really shouldn't be able to tell, he only knows because he isn't fully human(and in a weird way, Danny thinks that's kinda cool)), and whenever they do make eye contact Danny can see and feel the boy fluster and shy away.

Maybe he just needs a friend too.

#dp x dc #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #danny came up with the name fredric for fright knight #definitely not because that was the first name that came to the author's head #and they were to lazy to come up with anything else #dead serious #damian wayne x danny fenton #dead serious ship #there isnt enough of them #in my humble opinion #they're the whole reason this prompt exist #danny sensing damian literally spying on him: oh he just needs a friend like i do :) #damian realising this: im afrid theres been an error in my judgement #damians down bad nut denys it #like bitch wdym you dont wanna share 🤨 #kinda gay #i say as if im not the one who wrote this #first dp x dc prompt after ive been lurking in the fandom for like #at least half a year now #hope you like 🙏🏼

[1-0t0r]

join the polycule atom

#basically how it happened #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel lilith #hazbin hotel eve #lucifer morningstar #adamsapple #lucilith #we need a ship name for Lilith and Eve #and for Eve and Lucifer #and for the whole group #they already have a ship name! it’s #applecore #edenpoly

[peanutseagle]

I'd be excited too if my nanny had the hots for my homeroom teacher

#more content of them is NEEDED #endo i need their BACKSTORY #hope they'll dance too tomorrow #martherson #their ship name. #i decided so #martha marriott #martha sxf #spy x family #spy x family fanart #sxf #sxf fanart #becky blackbell #sxf becky #henry henderson #henry sxf #martha x henry #henry x martha #my art #fanart #digital art #sxf spoilers #spy x family spoilers

[upon-the-snow]

early mornings after nightmares

#just realized I made a pinned post with this art before putting it up whyyy am I like this #anyway headcanon time: I like to think they hang out while the sun comes up after the doctor has a nightmare and they just sit and talk #or Donna will read and just keep him company (I love watching the sun rise it’s such a unique feeling! i suck at getting up early tho lol) #Doctor who #fourteenth doctor #donna noble #I need like. A platonic ship name do we have one of those for them? #my art #not super happy with it but ITS DONE #doctor who fanart #the doctor #catherine tate #david tennant #procreate #Digital art #uh #incase my handwriting is as illegible as I think : Donna’s says “worlds best mum” and the Doctor’s says “worlds okayest uncle” #okay this looks more like a sunset so??

[ghost-hugs]

MY FAV GIRLFRIENDS 👭 FOR GIRLFRIEND DAY!!!!

#the scrunkles... #amphibia #the owl house #sashannarcy #god their ship name is a mouthful. dont we have sometjing nicer #if yes plz tell me i need to know #lumity #art inspo #digital illustration #toh #amphibia fanart #digital art