#› ..graded papers !

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 102

 Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath. In for ten seconds, out for eight. Alright. Okay. “Let me get this straight,” he didn’t motion to the three teens- or not teens even if two apparently looked like they were- but it was a close thing. “You-” 

 Phantom perked up, white hair flickering with what he was pretty sure were stars as they turned away from the window looking out into space. “-are two years old.” The fae-esque being who looked more like a fourteen year old gave a half-distracted nod. Which, for a toddler, they were paying attention pretty well. 

 “You-” Klarion looked up from where he was fiddling with the cuffs that had been on him, cat sprawled on his shoulder now that it was out of the carrier. “-are six?” Another distracted nod, the apparently-child seemingly enamored with the sounds the cuffs made when they clinked together. 

  “And you-” He turned towards Marvel, who shrank back before seemingly steeling themself. “-are in fact ten.” The… well they had thought demigod but apparently all three were some sort of realms-being, which had apparently made Constantine pale and start cursing before stomping out of the Watchtower. Another nod and shaky thumbs up. 

 Alright. Okay. They had in fact let a ten-year old join the league, which wouldn’t have been so bad if they had known. Especially the fact that apparently Marvel was only half-human, which suddenly explained so much about how he didn’t know so many things about a human life. Which-

 “You,” he turned towards Phantom again to make sure he was listening before returning his attention to Marvel. “And you have both lived at least a year in the human realm with human companions, but your-” He turned his gaze towards the ravenette in the center. The six year old apparently. “-experience with the human realm is literally just with the Light.” 

 Yet another distracted nod. Okay. Bruce was tempted to scream in a room for the entire situation that had cropped up from the single action of taking Klarion’s familiar and then the boy himself into custody. Then again, it was honestly a much better thing they had apparently caught this. 

 “Alright,” he sighed, suddenly feeling incredibly exhausted. “To make sure I have all of this correct-” Because it was already a shitshow and the amount of shouting had absolutely spooked the child. To the point he’d- according to Marvel- made what was apparently some sort of very distressed noise that had made both him and Phantom running. Or rather flying and portaling. 

 “-in the realms, people there make friends through fighting,” Bruce pauses to make sure he got that part correct. The origin of this entire misunderstanding with the chaos-lord. Lordling? 

 All three nodded, Klarion losing interest in the cuffs and starting to pet his cat. Familiar. Everyone had referred to it as a familiar and Marvel had appeared utterly horrified that they had taken said familiar away. Somehow he was the one the trio were currently trusting and weren’t doing the same towards any of the other league members. 

 “And you have been trying to make friends with the Jr team, which they have been taking as an attack due to this miscommunication.” Honestly they should have gotten more information, though he couldn’t exactly blame any of the teens, what with everything they were currently dealing with. 

 “... is there any sort of guardian or something you might have, that can be contacted? Or anyone that could help prevent a situation like this from happening again?” All three avoided his eyes, suddenly finding things like the table and walls very interesting. 

 Oh. Hm. This could be a problem.

[falloutnewnobody]

arcade isnt supposed to be twink hot he's supposed to be sardonic down to earth 400 level course professor who really cares about his niche course material and class of eight students despite not sleeping or feeling a positive emotion in years, tries to make sure everyone passes his class, and shows up to the 8pm lecture with two redbulls and intentions to shit talk the other four people on earth who work in his niche subfield hot

[morganbritton132]

All of Corroded Coffin is being interviewed over zoom and while Gareth is talking, Eddie is gesturing to someone off-screen and mouthing, ‘what is that?’

Because Eddie never remembers to actually mute himself when he’s not talking, everybody can hear Steve loudly exclaim, “What are you pointing at?!”

Eddie gestures again, “That.”

“My sweater???”

“Yeah,” Eddie says. “Take it off. I want to see your nipples.”

Eddie then proceeded to dodge the pen Steve threw at his head. He did not dodge his band member’s ragging on him.

[twigsyy]

[stealingpotatoes]

I FINISHED MY FINAL PAPER (and therefore my degree????!!!!) WOO!!!!

commissions are re-opening tomorrow (may 24) as planned!!

[legally-allowed-to-slime]

that’s so cute hello??

[outerfeathers-creates]

redrew some frames from tender lovin cannibal as @zleepysnails Opposite AU these were fun and time consuming to draw

unrelated thing, these are the frames I based em off of I love them both

[nohh-r]

[tiedsh0es]

Evilpayjay au where Evil and Paper are demon and Angel, and OJ is stuck in between them

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Hello may 31th anon! Look at that, another year behind us and a new one to come. Have a nice day! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡

[pjs-everyday]

aizawa telling me to shut the hell up and quit spamming after I send him 40 voice notes 🤭❤️

[winnie-illustrator]

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

Hey do you guys remember when it was October 5th and we still didn't know how the reunion was gonna shake out. And then we saw Ed in such a dark place and feeling so awful about himself and so convinced he was unloveable but he saw Stede appear to him as a sweet little goldfish mermaid and gave him the strength to wake up? Proving to him that someone really was waiting for him and helping him believe that he had reasons to keep living? And then they held hands so so tight?

[trek-tracks]

Space, the final frontier.

That is the question:

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to explore

The strange new worlds of our outrageous fortune,

Or to take arms against a five-year mission

And, by opposing, end it. To go—to seek,

Once more; and by “to seek” to say we find

The new life and new civilizations

Where man has gone not: 'tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wish'd. To go, to seek;

To seek, perchance to find—ay, there's the rub:

For in these voyages what dreams may come,

When we have boldly gone whence we have not,

Must give us pause—there's the respect

That makes a mission of so long a life.

For who would bear the Enterprise of time,

The starship’s wrong, admirals’ contumely,

The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,

The insolence of office, and the spurns

That patient merit of th'unworthy treks,

When he himself might make his voyage on

With a bare warp core? Who would tribbles bear,

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

But that the hope of something to be found,

The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn

We travel and return, puzzling our will,

And makes us wish to solve those ills we have

And fly to others that we know not of?

Thus conscience makes explorers of us all,

And thus the native hue of resolution

Is glistened o'er with the stars of thought,

And Enterprises of great pith and moment

With this regard their currents warp ahead

And seize the name of action.

[witchinatree]

who up thinking about they "why is it so easy for you to imagine losing me?" vs "i deserve to lose you, the pain caused by losing you will never outweigh all the bad i have done. it will hurt me forever but it is what i have earned." jonmartin dynamics

[wizardnuke]

can't stop thinking about a shadowgast "i'm not looking to fuck do you have a screwdriver my bathroom is flooding" grindr au