#EnaWally

[mimistami]

Huge garlic for your favorite artist @eechytooru !!Happy birthday again!!!

[luupidraws]

I drew some Wally aus

ENAwally, made by @eechytooru

Reboot Wally, made by @bloodrediscream

Mob Wally, made by @clownsuu

Red Wally, made by licoricecookie1 (he doesn’t seem to have a tumblr acc)

Opposite Wally, made by I literally have no clue dawg I’m sorry

[jazzzzzzhands]

I just think Ena!Wally¡ is Neat!! I wanted to try out a Tarot card kinda vibe and ended up splitting the Wallys. UwU This ended up being a bit experimental Flipped:

EnaWally made by @eechytooru

[gampooo]

EnaWally doodles 💥

@eechytooru

[shiftingmuse]

Begbie hadn't noticed how hard the woman was staring at him, considering how hard he was looking at her. Nothing much seemed to change on her; nothing much he could recall through his drunken haze. Her eyes were still blue, her lips still painted up, and her blonde curls seemed only a few inches longer. His head was pounding as she spoke, and he scuffed at her distastefully. She didn't know how he felt or what the year did to him. It made him feel indifferent toward her, as she just left and came back without any care.

"Nae, Ah huvnae drunk enaw yit."

He turned his attention back to the coffee table and reached for his cigarettes. The thud of the knife hitting behind him might have made the man jolt another day, but Franco just raised his head with a smirk. Seeing the woman standing in front of him, with a bit extra height to her considering his place on the table.

"Wooldnae we be?"

Even though he knew what she was, that she was a true killer of men. He knew well enough to know that Hiero wouldn't just kill him. No, she'd torture him; she'd have her way with him and kill him on her own morbid and lengthy terms. 

"Ur we havin' a conversation?" Begbie asked sarcastically before he pulled out a fag from the carton. Taking the red cheapo lighter off the inside of the plastic he'd kept it in. He places the cig between his lips before he uses both hands to light it. One covered over the flame as he took his first drag. 

The blonde's words registered as he lowered his top hand before the other put the lighter back in his pack of cigarettes. Stuffing the pack in his front pocket while his eyes fit on her. Family man? What did she take him for? Did she think he was some puff-married man? Two fingers of his left hand took the cigarette away from his lips, and he blew out a long bit of smoke before chuckling at the woman. 

"Wa th' fuck shoods Ah caur hoo she feels?"

The words came out quicker than he expected, and it took the drunkard a longer moment to realize what her bitter words meant. This wasn't one of his imaginary moments, where the blonde came in wanting to fight him before fucking him. This was all true, and the idea that she was there in his living room made things feel worse. 

"Nae reason tae dae onie ay that; ye loch aw 'at tay much." He says first letting her have her little walk around him as a glint in his eyes appeared.

"Mah weeJu', she takes it aw"

His stomach turned at the words leaving his mouth, but this would be worth it. "Och, she's bin a wildcard; nae lang efter ye left me, she cam aroond, an' Ah huvnae bin able tae gie rid ay 'er."

That was a true statement, for certain—June wouldn't leave after he got her into the flat. His moment of being a good person bit him in the arse. "She's bin..." Franco's words caught in his throat when she got next to him, and his head turned to look her over. Of course, he knew she was there, and he was talking to her, but it was the first time he felt he was seeing her. Head tilted as he looked down and then back up the length of her body. She was just as beautiful as he remembered her; it felt like nothing had changed, but that both excited the man and made him angry.

"Fuck, she's bin th' best lay i've hud. ye jist wooldnae kin." He took a drag of his cigarette, trying to keep the pained look away from him, considering that was a lie he couldn't come back from. 

Begbie had an oddly fitted glare on the woman before him. At the same time, he leaned forward to wrestle with the cans and get one for himself. An odd click came as he freed one, and then the pop of the can went at the top. "Wa woods Ah fuckin' caur.?" The man asks quickly, hearing the woman speak to him as if they were familiar. His head was throbbing where the split was made over his eyebrow. She didn't know how true her thoughts were about his aim. 

A long sip from the can and Frank sighed afterward, closing his eyes. Her voice was like an echo of something he couldn't place. It hit him harder than he expected when his eyes opened a bit clearer this round. The can dropped from his hand and hit the ground, splashing at his feet.

"Nae."

Something about his face looked like a man seeing a ghost. His stomach turned as he took a step forward, falling before his hand caught on the coffee table as he leaned to get a better look at the woman. His top lip was twitching, and his eyes were wide like an animal. Begbie practically crawled onto the wooden rustic table that he'd pinched from the side of the road one night. Getting himself onto it on his knees as he stood there before the blonde with a ragged, uneasy breath to him as he stared at her. 

"Y-yoo're.." Not real? Dead? Off fuckin' some rager that was worse than he could ever be!? 

Franco had gone through everything in his head in the wake of her absence. No one believed she was a real thing; she was a mythical creature he had dreamed up that fucked him and left him. 

His hand went to reach for the woman, but he stopped feeling unbalanced in the lean. Pulling his hand back before he went for something on him. "Nae easy, nae." He'd grabbed his cigarettes out of his pocket but dropped them on the table. Something was going on in the man's head, and it wasn't clear; he kept searching for something on his person. "How coods Ah forgit someain who leaves me withit caur?" Franco sounds hurt, but he finds the blade in his back pocket. The appearance of the man looks a little less wounded flipping it open. 

"Fuckin' waste.." He says to himself before taking the blade and pointing it at the woman. "Guess yoo've finally come tae finish th' job." Franco tossed the blade with the blunt side toward the woman as he let it go next to where she sat.

"Gang oan, loove. aam nae sayin' Ah willnae fight ye, but if yoo're haur tae kill me, aam fuckin' ready." 

[spnxoververse]

Just a quick little one-shot that's been rattling around in my head ever since I posted my crossover headcanon about Clan Macleod. It does not have a title because I'm not good at naming things and I'd also like to give a quick shout out to whoohoo.co.uk for helping me write in a Scottish brogue.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Present Day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sam Winchester was doing his "serious face" -- thin, drawn lips, furrowed brow, accusing stare. "Whatever happens, you do not get out of this car, Rowena." One day he'd realize just how ineffectual this sort of tactic was. Today was not that day.

She smirked. "Ah, Samuel, of course not."

Sam seemed to believe her -- for a moment -- before he narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He wasn't an idiot, she knew that he expected her to put up more of a fight.

Might as well drop the other shoe on him early then. "Although. This does remind me of when I first began my magical career in earnest."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~1651 AD~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Am tellin' ye this fer yer own guid, Rowena. Ye cannae use yer magic here." Her father had been mad at her many times before -- furious even -- but this was something new. Like...disappointment and fear? He wasn't yelling, but this hoarse whisper was almost harder to bear. "There's a reason yer maw ne'er uses 'er powers."

But Rowena was never one to simply give up, even against her parents. "Ah didne mean tae, twas an accident. And they didne e'en ken it was mah fire!"

He snatched her wrist. Now he was a bit angry. That was much more normal. "Ah'm nae jokin' wi' ye. This clan es cursed enaw already."

"Curse?" Rowena scoffed, "Oh, aye, an' whit curse is 'at? Cursed ta be daft an' superstitioos?"

"Hold your tongue, lassie." This had been a very hushed conversation until now -- his voice began to rise. He must have realized it too, since he started dragging Rowena back to their family's home -- small though it was, the walls could certainly muffle this argument. Besides, he'd have mother backing him up. "Twice noo, brae warriors ay the Clan MacLeod hae been turned awa' frae th' afterlife they earned in battle."

"It's jist a story, da."

"Ye jist accidentally sprayed fire frae yer fingertips, but thes one's tay much fur ye tae believe?" The entire sentence was spat out as if it was just one word, but she understood it and....admittedly, it was a fair point.

They'd reached the door of their home, and he shoved it open roughly before pushing Rowena through the threshold and slamming it shut behind her. The whole cottage shook. Rowena's mother looked up from whatever it was she was cooking, alarmed. But father wasn't done lecturing yet. "Besides, Ah saw Duncan Macleod wi' mah ain een when Ah was a wee loon. He's nae a story, he's a real man. Twintie fife or twintie a scuttle years ago, he cam back here when his faither died. They drove him oot again, only fur they cuid nae kill him. Bit thay wilnae hae magic inviting anither curse upon us. Thay kin kill ye. 'n' thay wull."

"Ah dinnae see why nae dyin' is a curse," Rowena tried to reason, "Shouldnae we all want 'at?"

"Rowena!" Her mother's voice cut across their home. "Listen tae yer da. He knows what's best for us. Ah dornt use mae magic..."

"...and ye'll nae use yers either. That's final."

Rowena stared at both of her parents. Two very serious faces. They'd made up their minds and they would not be swayed. But Rowena had made up hers too. And if immortality was the price...she'd gladly pay it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Present Day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Why...did you...uh, 'begin your magical career in earnest?'" Sam asked. He clearly wasn't sure he was going to like this answer.

Rowena winked and then disappeared from inside the Impala -- materializing nearly instantly on the sidewalk next to Sam, smiling broadly. "Because a man told me not to."

[sphaeramjourney]

(@the-winter-wanderer) The mysterious shiny Mightyena rushed over to Eric from whatever she had been occupied with, blue eyes wide. "Polaris almighty, 'mon down! 'Mon down!", she barked before trying to check and make sure that the fallen Lucario was still breathing. "Oi! We need some help here! If we can just get him into a hut and by a fireplace, we could be able to get some useful healing items to work and him stabilized..", she huffed in concern.

" O-oi thaur! Aam carryin' mah mucker haur. Is thaur a haut ye say? "

" That's stoatin! If yoo're kin' enaw tae leid us thaur? Thenk ye! "

" .... "

@the-winter-wanderer

[scolopendragonfish]

incentivuscarus replied to your post: Dro of gfhexy cdb fsxk tuih, asgt gchw enaw gdc...

Are you alright?

Me? Oh, yes. I’ll be fine, dear...Ah? Well. Dear friend of mine. Pay me no mind.

Must’ve bumped my head real hard or something today, I’m sure that’s it. I’ll be right as rain before you know it.

[crusherthedoctor]

So in an effort to cheer myself up, I put some Eggman dialogue through a Glaswegian translator.

Eggman: Ha ha ha! If it isnae Sonic!

Sonic: Look! It's a giant talking egg!

Eggman: Silence! Ah am Dr. Robotnik, th' greatest scientific genius in th' warld!

Sonic: Whatever you say, Eggman! (What IS he saying?)

Eggman: Enaw! I've got big plans, an' noo aam gonna pit them tae wark!

Tails: You're always up to no good! NOW what do you want?

Eggman: Ah want aw th' Chaos Emeralds! Better nae interfaur, ur else!

Sonic: Or else what, ya big loser? (Seriously, what's he saying?)

Eggman: Ur else I'll tak' them by force... th' stoaner way!

[la-vita-in-arancione]

Killer Queen - Chapter 4: Jesus

Summary: Arabella Ruth White is the fifth member of the Marauders. And life at Hogwarts certainly isn’t easy. Especially when you have alcohol, relationships, unhealthy music obsessions, a fake stage persona, weird ass friends with weird ass problems and actual school all thrown into the equation. (This story is also on Wattpad of the same name. I will always update on there first.)

A/N: So here is another chapter of Killer Queen! Sorry this took so long and I actually have no excuse as I have (so far) two more chapters that are already up on Wattpad. Sorry! However, the good news is that this chapter marks the beginning of my more better written chapters. And by that I mean more recent.

Warning(s): swearing of course

Word count: 2.4 k + (told you these ones would be better)

Taglist: @missqueeniewrites

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The way I woke up that morning was far from graceful. It wasn't until I opened my eyes that I noticed I was on the cold, hard floor of our dormitory. I sat up slowly, yawning as I was not used to waking up this early. I looked around the room and the girls were all getting ready for school. Great. Louise was looking at me somewhat guiltily but looked away as soon as I caught her eye.

Oh.

That's why I was on the floor.

"Who pushed me out of bed?" I sighed, already knowing that that was what had happened. I raised an eyebrow at the girls as I got up and started getting ready myself.

"Marlene did it!" Alice pointed at her, earning a glare in her direction.

"Och, flin' me under th' fecking bus, wa dornt ye?" she all but yelled in her thick Scottish accent.

"Language," Lily warned darkly. Stupid Lily with her stupid prefect bullshit and stupid innocence.

"Marlene, I can't believe you would betray me like that!" I put my hand over my heart in mock offence. Of course I could believe that, she's the only person who is brave enough to cross me.

 "Looise tauld me tae in th' first place! She said ye hud had enaw beauty sleep!"

"Oi! Those weren't my exact words! I just said she needs to get a move on, that's all!"

"Awe rite honey but yoo're foolin' nobody."

I sighed and started getting dressed into half of my uniform because since when did I ever get fully dressed? I decided on a pair of denim blue bell-bottoms along with my dress shirt, Hogwarts robe and some white platform shoes. What can I say? I want to make an impression on our first day of lessons. To add to this, I applied some makeup in our shared bathroom. Namely, silver glittery eyeshadow, bright red lipstick and thick mascara. I also put in my trusty gold hoop earrings and I let my hair fall naturally. I admired my reflection in the mirror and, I have to say, I looked fabulous.

Exactly what I was going for.

I saw Lily give me a disapproving look to which I responded with a sweet smile as I grabbed my bag and left the dormitory. Clearly, the boys had decided to not wait for me and head straight to the hall. How nice of them.

I made my way down there, my heels clicking on the stone floors of the school. A lot of people stared in my direction as I walked, most of them being mesmerised first years who couldn't believe someone would actually dress like me on the first day. I earned a few wolf whistles from a group of boys standing at the side of the corridor. A couple of them were pretty cute, not gonna lie, so I winked at them and carried on. I finally reached the Great Hall and entered with a swish of my robe because I'm dramatic like that. I sensed a lot of eyes on me but I just wanted to sit down and eat because I'm a hungry bitch and nobody comes between me and my food.

I found our table and, just as I thought, the boys were already there. I sat down between Remus and Sirius, opposite James and Peter, with another swish of my robe, "So kind of you to wait for me," I said, my voice dripping in sarcasm.

"It's not our fault you take forever to get ready," James said, shoving a spoonful of cereal into his mouth.

"Well I'm sorry darling but it takes time to look this fabulous," I started piling food onto my plate, knowing full well I wouldn't eat it all.

"We got our time tables before you got here," Remus interjected before James could retaliate. He handed me my timetable and I thanked him quietly, studying the slip of paper carefully.

"What day is it?" I asked, genuinely not knowing what lessons we had today. I heard an exasperated sigh from my left which I could only assume was from Remus.

"It's Tuesday," Peter piped up. I smiled at him gratefully and went to check what we had today.

And then I screamed.

"What is it now?" Sirius asked, seemingly already bored of my dramatic antics.

"We have fucking History Of Magic first," I groaned, rolling off of the bench and flopping onto the floor on my back like a corpse, "I am dead. Don't come to my funeral."

"Miss White, what on earth are you doing on the floor?" a familiar voice from above demanded.

"Is that you God? It's just you sound a lot more like Minnie than I imagined," I said, earning a few childish giggles from the table.

"Miss White, please get off of the floor," Minnie said, giving me a pointed look.

"Alright, alright, I'll get up, don't fret," I stood up and returned her glare with a immature smirk, "How may I help you, madam?" I curtsied politely and heard more snickers from the boys.

"You may help me by somehow giving me the strength to put up with you five this year," she said. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn, Minnie.

"I can try but no promises," I smiled and sat back down to finish my breakfast.

"I trust you all had a good summer?" she inquired. I felt Sirius tense up next to me so I grabbed his free hand supportively. A chorus of 'yeahs' came from the rest of us, however Sirius only nodded, gritting his teeth. 

Minnie seemed to catch on to this, "Well, you all know you can come and talk to me in my office if there is anything you need to get off your chest. I shall see you later," she walked off back to the teacher's table.

"You OK, dear?" I asked, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. He replied with a small smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. I left it at that, not wanting to press the matter further. Letting go of his hand, I quickly ate more of my food as the boys had almost finished theirs.

We talked a bit more before making our way to the cursed class that is History Of Magic. Honestly, I will fail this on purpose if it means I don't have to take it next year. Although knowing me, I wouldn't have to make myself fail. Professor Binns had actually made a seating plan for once this year and, after seeing that I was sitting next to Sirius and behind Remus, took my seat. I don't know what the point of the seating plan would be if he was going to sit us near each other anyway but oh well. It's not like I'm complaining.

Sirius immediately started chatting up the girl sitting behind us which reminded me that I now had to find a boyfriend as soon as possible. Not because I'm needy, but just because it's fun having a new boyfriend every other week. Don't judge me. 

Binns started calling out the register and as I'm usually at the end somewhere, I didn't really pay attention. Except an eerie silence had fallen over the classroom after he had called the first out the first name, "Idania?"

Nothing. The name seemed familiar but I wasn't sure where from.

"Idania?"

Still nothing. It still wasn't ringing any bells.

"Idania Arango?" 

And that's when the name clicked. I had never properly met the girl before but I had definitely seen her in a couple of my classes through the years. Her navy blue hair meant you could always spot her in a crowd. And if that wasn't enough to single her out, she had a shit load of piercings in her ears and nose. But I couldn't help but recall that she never really spoke.

Oh.

I had never heard her speak.

Oh shit.

I had never heard Idania speak because she couldn't speak.

Because she was deaf.

Fuck.

I frantically looked around the room to find this mystery girl until I realised she was sitting right in front of me, next to Remus. I leaned over the desk to lightly tap her on the shoulder. Her head whipped round to face me and I just pointed at the teacher. Her eyes widened in panic and a deep blush flooded her tan skin. She sheepishly turned back round and raised her hand. Binns sighed and continued with the register and the class resumed their conversations. Idania turned back to me, touched her chin with her fingers and brought her arm down so her palm was facing up. She mouthed something as she did this and it took her a couple of tries for me to understand that she was thanking me. I smiled kindly back at her, waving my hand as it to say 'no worries'. She seemed a bit flustered as she faced the board once again. 

Of course I didn't want her to feel too embarrassed so I caught Remus's attention, "Hey, Remus! Remus!"

He reluctantly looked at me, "What do you want Ruth?"

"Could you try having a conversation with Idania so she doesn't feel too uncomfortable?" I felt quite bad talking about her when she was right there and I felt even worse when I told myself that she couldn't hear me.

"And how do you suggest I do that? I don't know sign language," he replied.

I rolled my eyes at the boy, "Darling, it's not hard. Just write something on a piece of paper and show it to her! She's deaf, not an alien."

He nodded somewhat nervously at me before doing what I had said. Why was he nervous? She doesn't bite. Or at least I don't think she does. I just put it down to him being a socially awkward peanut and watched him pass the note into her line of vision. She hesitated before reading whatever Remus had written. She gave him a look of almost childlike joy before writing a reply. 

This repeated for a few minutes before I nudged Sirius and whispered to him, "Look at the pair of them!"

"Aw that's cute," he murmured back, completely blanking the girl he had been talking to, "Is that the girl from earlier?"

"Idania? Yeah, that's her."

The sweet exchange went on like that for the rest of the lesson. One would read and write their message while the other would take down notes and actually try and participate in the lesson. She must have been interesting, as she somehow managed to distract Remus from the lesson, which was a near impossible task, even for me and the boys. Both of them appeared to be sad when the end of the lesson came. Remus gave a small wave and Idania returned it pitter-pattering her fingers up and down, like one of Sirius's girlfriends would do to get his attention. He blushed lightly as she raced out of the room.

"Remus has a crush!" I said in a sing song tone, skipping up to him. The other boys caught up with us and we started walking to our next lesson. While Sirius and I kept teasing the poor boy, James and Peter were confused as fuck as they had been sitting on the other side of the room and had no idea what had happened.

"Any of you care to explain?" James raised his eyebrows at us.

"Remus is in loooOOOOOOOOoooooooove!" I grinned, twirling around and letting my robe flare out like a ballgown, "He was definitely chatting up Idania!"

"I was not chatting her up! We were just having a conversation!" Remus tried to defend himself but none of us were buying it.

"Isn't she the deaf girl?" James asked, cocking his head to the side.

I rolled my eyes, "Darling, there's more to the girl than her having one less sense than you."

James looked incredibly guilty after this and I smirked to myself. Well at least I had something to gush about with the girls now. Who could imagine that? Remus Lupin having a crush. I couldn't blame him. Idania seemed to be very intriguing and she must be quite bold to have her hair that colour. I didn't even know if that was allowed, even though I made my hair have different colours from time to time.

Anyway, this was going to be fun.

[shinanemone]

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Skydance Animation is getting ready to launch a six-acre campus in Santa Monica this month. from Cartoon Brew https://ift.tt/eNAWFUL

[stealther-gurl]

Home Sweet Home (Aqualad x reader)

Word Count: 700+

Terra asked for an Aqualad x reader where they visit his friend and family in Atlantis!

The charm from Zatanna was warm, in a cold kind of way. (Y/N) was worried that it would stick to their skin, but it floated in the water like their hair.

“Are you alright?”

(Y/N) nodded, too enawed at the scene in front of them to speak.

Atlantis was gorgeous.

Kaldur grinned at the look on his beloved’s face.

“Come, you must see the Conservatory.” Kaldur took (Y/N)’s hand, pulling them along through the water.

Some Atlanteans they passed looks almost human, just like Kaldur, but most of the Atlanteans that they passed had fish-like appearances, or lacked apparent human traits entirely. It was incredibly diverse and (Y/N) loved it.

“Kaldur!” A chorus cried out, and Kaldur was snatched up in a hug out of nowhere.

“It’s so good to see you again!” Hugging Kaldur was a tiny Atlantean with purple skin and an octopus for a head.

“I have missed you as well, Topo,” Kaldur chuckled. “I believe I told you about (Y/N)?” He gestured in their direction.

Topo looked up and gasped, a string of bubbles floating up from beneath the tentacles that his their mouth. “You mean you’re-?”

(Y/N) gave a little bow, unsure of the proper Atlantean conduct, “I am Kaldur’s partner.”

Topo stared at them in awe, eyes wide. “You’re amazing!”

(Y/N) blushed a little, meeting Kaldur’s eyes for a moment, “Thank you, Topo. It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too!” Topo burbled. “I’m going to find everyone else and tell them you’re here!” He swam off before Kaldur or (Y/N) could say a word. They took Kaldur’s hand again.

“Exactly what did you tell all your friends about me?”

Kaldur blushed, just a little bit, “That you are amazing, and smart, and kind, and every bit as heroic as our king, even though you are a civilian.”

(Y/N) snorted, their face furiously red now. “Lies, all lies.”

“You do not give yourself enough credit,” Kaldur told them. Topo returned, followed by three humanoid Atlanteans, a shark-like Atlantean, and an

honest-to-Fate mermaid Atlantean.

“Holy Cow,” (Y/N) gasped.

“Guys, this is (Y/N), Kaldur’s partner!” Topo said proudly.

The mermaid swam forward, a huge smile on her face as she shook (Y/N)’s hand. “Call me Lori. I am the most abysmal student at her majesty’s Conservatory, but my friends somehow put up with me.”

“Oh please, Lori,” the other girl said, “You are better at studying than Garth is, by any means.”

(Y//N)’s smile faltered. With her bright red hair, she had to be Tula, Kaldur’s old crush.

As Tula kissed Garth’s cheek, (Y/N) looked back to Kaldur to gauge his reaction, surprised to find that Kaldur was staring right back at them.

“(Y/N), this is Tula and Garth, La’gaan, and Sha’ark.” Kaldur finished the introductions, still holding their hand tightly.

“That’s King Sha’ark to you, chum,” The Atlantean with a shark head snarled.

“I-I’ll keep that in mind,” (Y/N) chuckled weakly.

Sha’ark grunted. “I like this one, Kaldur.”

“Oh, because they have to have your approval to date Kaldur,” La’gaan, another fishy-looking friend, drawled.

“Well, it doesn’t hurt if you guys happen to enjoy my company,” (Y/N) pointed out. “Kaldur says that you’re all studying magic here at the conservatory. Could you show me some of that?”

La’gaan beamed proudly. “Check this out!”

He flexed his arms, icons on his skin glowing like Kaldur’s, and his torso swelled to three times this size.

“La’gaan, when did you learn this?” Kaldur asked, just as surprised as (Y/N).

“He perfected it just this morning,” Garth shook his head, “He will not stop showing off.”

“Well, it is pretty cool.” (Y/N) said as La’gaan returned to normal.

“You are taking this very smoothly for someone from the surface world, (Y/n).” Lori observed.

“Well, I watch a lot of anime, so I don’t think anything can phase me at this point,” (Y/N) boasted.

Tula grinned, “I have to agree with Sha’ark on this one, Kaldur. (Y/n) has to be the most interesting surfacer I’ve ever met.”

“Well, you won’t get to see much of the ‘real’ Atlantis hanging around this old school,” La’gaan said, “No offense to her majesty, but all of us could use a break from studying.”

“No arguments there!” Lori said.

“Come on, (Y/N)!” Topo grabbed their hand, “There is an amazing eatery just up the street, and you have to try it out!”

“Well, what are we waiting for?” (Y/N) pulled Kaldur along with his friends. Atlantis was even more amazing than they thought.

[jazzzzzzhands]

Can I propose an AU to an AU?

Since we have EnaWally

I thought to take a stab at making WallyEna!

a few bonus doodles:

Inspired by @/eechytooru and their EnaWally AU

If you haven't seen, go check em out!

[sphaeramjourney]

Mille @ Gloria: "Uhm, oh dear! Your friend just kinda passed out there! You should prolly get him inside before he freezes! ... Is that something he does a lot, by the way? Seems like it'd be kinda ... inconvenient! And scary!"

" Mah mucker passed it? Och! Ye pure techt... "

" ERIC !!! "

" E-Eric, mate?! Ack... Th' bandages ur loose an' th' woonds ur bleeddin' again! "

" Ack! Whaur can I treat ye properly? I dornt hink I hae enaw bandages... "

Digger © @almostdailyralts

Millie © @asklunes

[scolopendragonfish]

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....... Aol whza ylwlhaz iba ulcly xbpal aol zhtl dhf adpjl.

[captaintilly]

Merida Tilly: If yah had tah chance to Capt'n ur fate would yuh?

Uir fate li'es in us. Ye only hae tae be brae enaw tae see it.