#BET Week

[chloesimaginationthings]

The Mikes and Vanessas celebrate 10 years of FNAF!

[hinamie]

shhhh

[radiance1]

"Where in the infinite-" Danny rubbed his head slowly, feeling as if he got hit by multiple trains one after the other. Which... Okay yea considering who he was punched by that was probably the equivalent.

Note to self, when sparring with the Ghost King probably don't tell him to punch you so hard you would feel it next week.

Actually. Wait.

Danny touched the spot where he was punched, tentatively.

It didn't hurt.

Okay so maybe it was being punched through dimensions that hurt so much.

Noted.

Okay, now where-

"Excuse me, mister?" Danny whipped his head around so fast that if he didn't have his ghostly powers he would have probably snapped it. "Are you a fairy?"

Okay- Okay that's a child-

One who looks like he's been crying. A lot.

"Uh, what-" It took a second for Danny to actually register the question, but his mouth went off before it finished actually. "Oh, me? Huh, yea I'm a fairy. Totally. Don't tell anyone else though-"

"Woah..." The kid's eyes sparkled which, okay yea Danny preferred this over the dull ones he had seen a moment prior even though he only just met this kid-

===

An entire week later, Bruce Wayne bore witness to his new fairy friend kneeling over in pain as if he just took the hardest punch in his life.

Safe to say, he was not amused. So not amused, that he broke his promise to not show Phantom to anyone else because he was under the assumption his new friend was dying.

Safe to say, Alfred was, also, not exactly amused.

[heaveniowa]

keep a calendar, this way you will always know.

[lalalalalalakakakak]

After their first break up of the week

[guzhufuren]

we arrived to an era where there are 5 gls (about to be 6) airing at the same time...... this is the sapphic victory we have been craving for years

[shotmrmiller]

instead of ivf or natural conception, i need neighbor!ghoap jerk themselves off in front of you and then stuff their cum into your pussy with their fingers cuz they refuse to fuck you unless you're gagging for it and they don't care to leave you a shaking, sticky mess after either.

you wanted their sperm so that's all you're getting. unless you ask nicely.

[apartmentsmoke]

"Wait, wait, stop," Buck says, and the very pleasant feeling of Tommy's mouth on his neck vanishes.

"You okay?" Tommy's got his Look of Concern plastered on his face. Good thing, because if Buck is right, this is concerning.

"Yeah, it's just - did you hear that?"

Tommy raises his eyebrows. "I heard you moaning."

"Tommy, that's the thing - it wasn't me." The Look of Concern has morphed into the Look of Are-You-Sure-You're-Not-Having-Me-On? It's mostly used whenever Buck regales Tommy with tales of one of the 118's emergencies ("Nothing like that ever happened while I was there, Evan"), but he's seen it in other contexts (explaining the entire Kim situation).

"At this point, I think I know what you sound like in bed." Tommy's mouth is still nicely red. And maybe he's right, it was nothing, and it would be easy to fall back into him. Buck waits a beat, ears perked, but there's nothing - so he does press his lips into Tommy's, Tommy's body relaxing against him.

Tommy rubs his side like Buck's an anxious horse. The hair on Buck's arms slowly flattens, goosebumps leaving his skin. He loses himself in the slide of their kisses, until -

He breaks free of Tommy and looks around wildly, Tommy woah'ing.

"Sweetheart," Tommy says, reaching out again. "Seriously, you okay? Because you're giving Ghost Whisperer."

Buck snaps his fingers at Tommy. "Exactly. My apartment is haunted."

"Evan." The word is a drier desert than Antarctica.

"There was a moan again! And it wasn't me. And when Chimney and Mara and Jee were over here helping set up, they left the balcony door open. It's October. And now there is something living here."

"Last time I checked, Casper wasn't considered alive," Tommy says, and the look on his face tells Buck everything: he really is a skeptic. Falling asleep during Buck's thoughts on Area 51 wasn't just because he found Buck's voice soothing.

When Buck reaches for his phone on the bedside table, a chill runs down his arm and into his spine. "Okay." He's got Google, a helpful army of friends, and the ability to buy anything he needs. That ghost is history. "So first, we need to get -"

He's stopped by Tommy's hand on his wrist. "Baby, do we really need to figure out your ghost thing right now?"

"Do you want to fuck in front of a ghost, Thomas?"

"Is he a hot ghost?" Tommy waggles his eyebrows, then sighs. "Look, I get that this is important to you, but I was away for three weeks for that training camp and I missed you. Can we send The Flying Dutchman back to sea in a couple days? My place has a big bed and a distinct lack of the supernatural."

As they're closing the door to Buck's loft, another faint moan emanates from the air.

"It's the pipes," Tommy says, linking his arm into Buck's to guide them to his car.

(They find out three days later Tommy is technically correct when maintenance pulls a dead raccoon out of the walls of Buck's loft.

"Huh," Tommy says, frowning at his phone. "They really do make that noise."

"And they stink." Buck wrinkles his nose. "Your bed still open?"

By the time the landlord's finished the repairs, Buck's stuff, cleared out for the construction, is scattered over Tommy's house.

"It'd be a pain to pack it all up again," Tommy says. "Keep it here."

"You just want easy access to my hoodies," Buck accuses, feeling Tommy's laughter from underneath the fabric of the stolen blue hoodie he's wearing.

Two hours later, hoodie abandoned to the floor, Buck officially moves in.)

[thanks to @stardustbuck (Buck thinks he's haunted) and @theweewooshow (balcony raccoon) for the inspo 🫶]

[present-mom-blog]

Can we stop and think about how Atsushi broke Akutagawa's jaw on the second fight? Like, as a direct effect from breaking the Spatial Shield?

Atsushi must absolutely TERRIFY some people, especially in the Port Mafia. He's come out of nowhere, terrorized police enough to get the Armed Detective Agency involved, has an enormous bounty in his head that the Port Mafia hasn't yet collected, and he broke Akutagawa's jaw. He broke Akutagawa's jaw, who was basically untouchable.

Give me my cryptid Atsushi, give me the lower ranks of the Port Mafia, hell, maybe even some of the higher ranks, fearing him.

[wallbang-buzzkill]

rudy did ale's facepaint

[modmad]

TPoH: Update!

Update here on the TPoH website!

Read TPoH from the start here.

Hey, have you got your pretty little butterfly pins yet? They're making their way out into to the world with rave reviews! here's a photo from @calista-222 showing their appreciation:

As for the Assok socks, even my dog love them! and you can't get higher praise that that. Go get your snoot boopin sock friend today! Both here on the Topatoco store!

We also got a reprint of the stickers *cough* now totally error free and what do you mean there's a typo in the title *cough* so why not grab some of those at the same time!

[mainyqn]

Happy Aromatic Awareness Week with the QPR ever!!

+ some bonus doodles i did over the week

2nd image is a redraw from madoka magica

[shiveagit]

RadioAppleTrickorTreat Day 5 Goth

Take a walk.

Closest i ever got to a goth phase was listening to MCR on repeat. They are both dressed from Helena and Black Parade.

[arkangelo-7]

I hc that after Bruce’s infamous spine-breaking fight with Bane, all the Batkids pitch in and get Bruce one of those super bougie gamer chairs for the Bat-Computer. Like this thing is all leather, it’s got cup holders and LED lights, and that bad boy swivels smoother than butter.

It’s also bright fucking red. Robin red.

[caelanglang]

Post-Mission Celebration: Movie Night Afternoon (things that happen when you’re all working the night shift…)

if you squint you’ll see them breathing

[paperbooart]

went on a plane for the first time in my life to see little shop of horrors in prince george