#...........gremlin man

[bagool-the-wizard]

Somebody ate a hole in the flour.

Any idea who it could be?

[nell0-0]

No one will believe Warriors, least of all Twilight

[obaewankenope]

Idk if my memory is poor and I'm confusing two different Popes but wasn't Francis the one who kept sneaking out the Vatican to go be, like, a regular priest and giving the Swiss Guard unexpected panic attacks because "please don't panic but, we seem to have misplaced the Victar of Christ at this current moment in time"? Like, that was him wasn't it? Right? I'm sure it was because I distinctly recall cackling about the stress levels of the Swiss Guard for having to guard a Pope that had evidently decided to make their lives exponentially more stressful by being a gremlin man...

[sentientsky]

armand’s dangerous little head tilts >>>>

[itsonlypolite]

Joke entirely stolen from @forgottensoulsart , thanks for letting me draw this!!!

[oddthesungod]

Hunter and Prey 💖

[lidoshka]

They went camping and forgot to bring suplies for a halloween party, so the boys are improvising.

...and then here come Wild a Hyrule with their scavenged halloween masks

;)

[slothliart]

My beautiful princess with 134 mental disorders <3

[satorusluver]

Can you blame me for wanting to fuck L when they made him smart, rich, and an absolute freak of nature?

[charcoaldustonmyfingers]

I raise you: What if Rise Mikey had a cat tho

Just a little doodle of a potential pet for the brothers! I named him Slice because Klunk is usually orange like a pizza slice, and Raph’s pet turtle in ‘12 is named Spike or Slash. They found him eating pizza in a dumpster.

Like all friendly orange cats, he shall be loyal as a dog and dumb as a rock! Mayhem probably begrudgingly tolerates him. His paws are big cause he’ll grow to be be a big fella someday.

Partially inspired by my housemates’ cats, who are silly and big respectively.

[ghostgoober-swirl]

Some good ol’ Soliel doodles

Also Elias at the bottom

Characters from GITM belongs to - @venomous-qwille

[lxvvie]

König who always uses his height to his full advantage.

Especially when teasing you. Especially when it comes to kissing him.

Whenever you'd crane your neck up to kiss him, perhaps even stand on the tips of your toes or the balls of your feet, König, thoroughly amused, would either lift his head enough to where you'd be lucky to catch his chin or he'd offer his cheek.

You'd get your reward soon enough. The cat-and-mouse of it all was entertaining and endearing to him, however.

But when you finally had enough, when you found yourself standing on König's feet for leverage, and you craned your neck up and pulled him down to meet you halfway, your tall lover could do naught but smirk in the embrace.

And sure enough, you got your reward.

It was worth every moment of his teasing you.

[estrellami-1]

Electric Touch

Full fic on ao3

Eddie’s phone reads 1:56 when he finds the video that starts it all.

He’s scrolling TikTok, because that’s a viable source of income now and somehow people think he’s worth watching.

He’s scrolling and comes across a video of an angel, he thinks. She’s beautiful, ethereal, sun-kissed skin dotted with moles.

Then she stands up, and moves away from the camera, and holy mother of Thor she has thighs.

She could sit on him and he would genuinely thank her.

He hits React before he can think too hard about it. He turns his lamp on, vaguely brushes his fingers through his hair, and hits the record button. “Okay,” he says, eyes wide, “someone find me that Mommy? Sorry, video, because that’s- that’s me, right now. And then also- who is it, from that Disney movie? The really hot dude? I don’t know who you are, nor how I came to find you, but may I just say… hi. How ya doin’?” He shakes his head. “Cause that’s also me, right now, okay, I don’t know who you are but I know you’re an angel, and I’m sorry if you have a boyfriend, or a girlfriend, or whatever, but- listen, I had to let you know, okay? Um. That- that’s it, I guess.” He shrugs, gives the camera a little half-smile, and ends the video.

He posts it, shuts his phone off, and rolls over to go to sleep.

He’s awakened in the morning by a phone call from Jeff. “Dude,” he mutters, squinting at the clock. 9:04. Way too early to be awake. “Where’s the fire?”

“The fire is the fact that you post first and think later,” Jeff tells him, then laughs. “And it might’ve actually worked in your favor this time. You remember the video you posted last night?”

Eddie blinks, thinks, and remembers a blinding smile and moles and thighs. God. Really, what was he supposed to do? He’s only a man. “Uh… yeah?”

“She responded.”

Eddie nearly falls out of bed. “She what?”

Jeff chuckles again. “Uh-huh. You know who she is?”

“An angel?”

Jeff hums. “Try Stevie.”

“Um. Okay? Cute name?”

“Stevie, as in the most recent artist to sell out the Garden.”

Eddie nearly falls out of bed again. “What?”

“She’s a pop star, dude. I’m looking her up right now, ‘cause I don’t know much more than that. She’s won nearly 300 awards, she’s the most decorated artist in Billboard Music Awards history, and somehow, she found your feral rambling endearing.”

“Fuck you, I’m plenty endearing,” he says. Then his brain catches up. “Oh, shit, I’ve gotta- she responded, you said?”

“Mhm.”

“Shit, I’ve gotta answer!”

In his haste to get to TikTok, he accidentally ends the call. He doesn’t realize until he sees a text notification from Jeff: five laughing-crying emojis.

He sends back the middle finger.

He opens TikTok, realizes holy shit that went viral viral, and clicks on the video.

Her comment is on the very top. The hot Disney dude you’re thinking of is Flynn Rider from Tangled. Does that make me Rapunzel?

He flops back down onto his bed with a giggle. She’s flirting back. This is actually happening.

He pulls his phone up again, quickly types out I wouldn’t mind getting tangled in your hair. Hesitates for a second, then presses the send button.

That’s when he sees his notifications. He knows it’s just going to be everybody commenting to and saving that video, but he likes his screen clean, so he taps on the notification bar.

Except- it’s not just people commenting to and saving the video.

He has a DM.

From Stevie.

@madigoround - about a week late but it’s here!

[seelieseelie]

Weeeeeee~ @punk-captain-art-collab

I appear before you on this day and offer you; one Eustass Captain Kid + bonus detail shots.

(Holy compression. Plz click into the full one. 😂)

[cozy-earthbaby]

✨Them✨

[ghostwritergirl]

DPxDC Prompt: Open Invitation

Every ghost in the Zone and out of the Zone knows about the Christmas Truce. The single day of no fighting has lasted since Christmas had been called Yuletide and other names, that every single ghost respected it and tried to make it, especially if they weren’t in the Infinite Realms. After all, when you were dead, it was fun to have a little party and cut loose without fighting and where any grudges or rivalries were temporarily suspended.

And despite being ghosts who mostly resided in the living realm, Deadman, Gentleman Ghost, Marilyn Moonlight, Lady Gotham and other ghosts like them all attended the Christmas Truce party—once, Lady Gotham had brought Solomon Grundy, and no one cared. He may be a zombie, but undead was still dead and Grundy was more halfa-adjacent if it came down to technicalities, and had been welcome there ever since. JLD, of course, had an open invitation due to their association with Deadman (though Constantine tried to avoid the Ancient of Time he hooked up with one—okay, several—times), and after Danny started attending after the Ghostwriter incident, his fraid had an open invitation too, despite how half of them were still among the living (not like it mattered anyway, since they were liminal enough to count as ghostly)

It was due to Danny’s, and later Dani’s, attendance that Lady Gotham and Deadman realised they knew a halfa, who the Truce party’s open invitation extended to even though he didn’t know. And being in the pure ectoplasm of the Realms might help the halfa with the issues of his core and the damage the Lazarus Pit had done to it, and the Phantom twins would be thrilled at meeting him, that all three weren’t alone.

So, on Christmas Eve, Lady Gotham and Deadman go into Crime Alley and bring Red Hood into the Ghost Zone to where the Truce party is being held at (re: kidnap him)

Jason has no idea where he is, who these strange, glowing people are aside from Grundy or why they’re all drinking what looks to be Lazarus Water or why he feels better than he has in years since he came back, but for some reason he doesn’t feel like he’s in danger and like a part of him belongs here, and these people haven’t batted a single eye around him and are instead encouraging him to let loose and drink some shots and have some fun, it’s a Truce party after all. And when in Rome, right?

Danny rocks up a couple hours later and has no idea why the regular human vigilante Red Hood is in the Ghost Zone or drinking ectoplasm while having the time of his life and is internally freaking out and not having a single clue that he’s a potential halfa. Yet (Dani knows, having arrived before both of them and Deadman had let her know right before he and Lady Gotham had brought Jason, and is having the time of her life meeting another halfa despite how gross his core feels and seeing Danny lose his mind before he realises, too)

Meanwhile, the Batfamily is low-key worried (read: high-key panicking) about Jason’s disappearance and trying to figure out where the hell he is.