#I SHALL add more /later/

[plumdale]

cringe dude whose social media bio probably says “lover boy”

gen 3 here we go!!! his traits are:

lovebug

ambitious

party animal

rolls are:

marital status: couple w useless help

children: 1

career: politician

[xiaoluclair]

bro, bro do you understand, they hated each other it was always me or him, no and. they were pre pubescent and squeaking about he pushed me i pushed him back it was nothing it was just an inchident. they were like mortal enemies or some overdramatic shit cooked up under a mop of monagasque hair like bruh you were three, any puddle was proportionally the size of the pacific. now fast forward to when theyre like three and a half and it's smiles it's the best fun of my career it's i want this for another fifteen twenty years it's i know how strong he is it's touching hands and necks and arms and looks, really really soft looks (soft_wilted_cabbage.img), and it's nice (what's nice??) bc it means we know each other well (is it nice that you met so early, is it nice that your lives met the way they did again again and again, are you glad for it????) . they went from we didn't even say goodbye to we say hellow now to try and stop this middle-of-the-media-pen debrief and we couldn't stand each other to complete tunnel vision on that podium(tm) - miss ma'am did you see those fucking smiles, that grin, the pure elation, the ecstacy - and our relationship wasn't that great to laughing together and holding each other and respecting - admiring - each other to unshakeable degrees, we have a good relationship, from literal scowls to immediate smiles when asked about the other person and from never giving a single inch on track to understanding that, to loving that, to seeing it as a mirror and loving that too, and from, from grr to like, love heart love heart, likw- DO YOU UNDERSTAND—

[uravictory]

in. in honor of bnha being over let me throw in my old old old olddd oldddddddd redesign concepts because i love you women. don't say i never did anything for you women. i'm sorry that you had to be in a manga written by a man, my dear dear women.

[aydien677]

the Pinned post/Masterlist

Hallo, welcome to my Blog. I’m a little new at this but This will mainly be Obey Me stuff. I will add links as I go. I’ll try to remember to add warnings for stuff. I will do asks so ask me anything so long as it isn’t hardcore smut or nsfw with Luke. If there’s any hate and whatnot you will be blocked as this is supposed to be a positive blog, obviously I’ll make exceptions for constructive criticism and pointing out a few grammatical errors. I hope you enjoy!

🦐Masterlist🐏

Obey Me

Headcannons with (Mostly) Everyone

Mc with Adhd/Autism that stims

Southern!Mc that hides their accent

Southern!Mc and their cooking

Psychological Analysis of the Brothers

Genderfluid!Mc

Lucifer ����

Please, Just Give Me Your Time

Did It Hurt?

sweatpants

Luci Headcannons

Mammon💸

Birthday 2024

Leviathan 🐠

Random art

Levi's tub

Asmodeus💋

Chibi Asmo!

Belphegor🐮

Chibi Art

Solomon🪄

Solomon and the Stars

Kid art

Aydien (My Oc) 🌟🦉

base Character Sheet

A Human In Blue (Card Art)

The student ID

more art

Villain Art!

sheep

The Mc (You) 🐏🥰

Pride Sheep icons part one

Larger Fics

Coming soon... maybe later... *procrastinates some more*

Random things, Art, and crack

Princess Lucifer

Princess Lucifer #2

Princess Lucifer #3

Southern!Mc incorrect Quotes

My attempt at Michael art

Bippity Boppity Barbatos

Solomon Takes the Train Card Edit

Obey Me incorrect quotes #2

That one chat (Solomon)

Salmon and Pickles

Mc forced the brothers to Draw themselves

Incorrect Quotes #3

incorrect quotations part 4

incorrect quotes 5

incorrect quotes 6

Incorrect quotes 7

Twisted Wonderland

Random Crack

Incorrect quotes

Saoirse (Twst Oc) 🌟🦐

base Character sheet

[justcallmecj]

Into The Dreams of Demons Masterlist

This is my masterlist for my Obey Me fanfic called "Into The Dreams of Demons". I meant to post this on Tumblr ages ago but kept forgetting. BUT! Better late than never~

Chapters

-Profile: Y/N L/N

-Welcome To The Devildom

-Meeting Mammon

-Another Player Enters The Game

-A Scheme With Levi

-First Devildom Dream Hop

-First Day Of School

[yuexias]

ugly post but here's some bit about my new girl lu mengran 陆梦然 (lu yu.xiao fc) while i work on her more

c-list actress who is just a bit unlucky and doesn't have much resources to back her and her career up, does a lot of low budget web productions, occasionally in some bigger productions as side leads

came from some small small town where everyone knows everyone, and while the people there are nice(tm), they (especially her grandmother that she grew up with) seem to think she's some big movie star while in fact she's ... just not

does a lot of random photoshoots and modelling instead, also works several part time jobs too like at the amusement park etc

probably the closest friend of shu anruo, and probably the first celebrity(?) that anruo's worked with, and end up getting closer over time

ambitious and easy-going, a bit dramatic (and loud)

has a younger brother and he grew up with her parents, they get along good enough (but only when her parents are not around)

was signed to an agency before, but she got scammed by said company instead and now she's just trying to get some bigger roles so she could pay off her debt, and maybe also grow her career

usually buys her fans snacks and drinks if she happens to see them, or if they visit her near her filming set, but luckily(?) there aren't many of them most of the times

[obm-avenquire]

✶ luke ✶

He wants to be taller. [He wants to be above those he loves, those he fears, not in arrogance, but in dignity. A presence too large to be ignored.]

He wants to be bigger, older, wiser. [He wants to be trusted like the others are, with bigger conversations, with pieces of words and threads that he only catches in endings, between footsteps and closing doors. He doesn't want to be shielded. He hates Atlas and his single burden. He will do it himself, or with them.]

He's scared sometimes, when something - unplaceable, something he can never put into words - changes in Simeon. [It's gradual, and maybe one day Luke will look back and find that the signs were there much longer than he thought. But he isn't that old yet, and for now he fears the unspoken shift, the one that doesn't change anything in the way Simeon speaks, or acts, or moves, yet digs into Luke's skin all the same.]

Fear makes him falter, always. He wants to be steadfast but he can't just yet, regressing a few steps back and snapping empty bites at old threats. [Simeon chastises him for his judgements, comments towards those unlike him, and it's familiar. Simeon seems "normal", again, rather than the strange, forlorn version of his elder that Luke doesn't like, and can't recognise.]

His freckles fade during his first year in the Devildom. He misses the sun.

He grows a few inches during his second year. [And it's not enough for him, not when it's only noticeable because of the way Simeon seems to shrink into himself lately, the distance between them growing and shortening all at once.]

He trusts the people he loves, the people he respect. [He trusts they have his best intentions at heart. He couldn't cope with anything else. The thought never crosses his mind. His faith is more than he knows.]

There was worry in being sent away, at first. [Is he trusted enough to spread his wings, or is he just unneeded?]

He's a good kid. A good student. A good angel, forthright and faithful. [People he loves, people he respect, tell him so. And yet the praise worries him as much as it comforts. He doesn't want to be coddled (insincerity). A good kid, sure, but will he ever be a good adult?] 

[Of course, it is here his youth shows - he doesn't understand yet that neither are they.]

Even the unwelcome elephant in the room bears ivory. Luke is too young to turn down such a challenge, and he will do what he sees as right.

[bakery-anon]

Procrastination Station over here <3

[powderrblue]

ohhhh okay so. Looking into the Effects Of Cannibalism again. requested head thoughts

[crepusculum-rattus]

i want to change my blog theme again methinks. need non grainy screenshots of endlantis >:3

[haveihitanerve]

Robin had never been on to be quiet while on a mission. Thankfully, his team shared the sentiment. "Nice to meat you!" Beast Boy yelled as he slammed a raw steak into the goons face. Raven snorted at the bad pun, sending another group of workers flying. "Robin on your left!" Starfire called, diving behind an empty container. Dick had already seen the man charge, but he gave a quick nod of thanks, leaping onto the high beams of the slaughterhouse and using the momentum to swing back around, kicking the man in the face. Unconscious. Or not. Hands grabbed his feet and suddenly Dick was flying, slamming into the wall hard. "robin!" Starfire screamed. Dick got back up, but he could feel his shoulder wasn't right, could feel the broken bits of bone now floating around in his arm. His team finished fairly quickly, and Dick lent a hand when he could, covering his injury to the best of his ability. "Solid work Titans." He smiled as they filed out of the factory, goons tied up, and headed back to the tower. "You might say we were the... wieners today." Garfield laughed, holding up a hand for a high five as Starfire and Raven rolled their eyes. "It wasn't bad." Victor admitted. "yes it was." Raven muttered. Dick chuckled, shifting away from them. "I have something to attend to. I'll see you guys later." He excused himself, moving to the Tube and zetaing home as fast as his shaking left hand could type in the coordinates. The tube had barely even slid open and he was stumbling into the cave, legs weak, a whimper escaping his lips. Bruce shot up from the Batchair at the sound of pain and whirled around, sprinting over when he saw how pale Dick was. "robin!" He vaulted over the table and caught Dick just as his legs gave out from under him, bile spilling from his mouth. "easy there." Bruce soothed, stripping his mask and suit off with practiced ease and settling him on the med bay table. "arm." Dick gasped, then allowed himself to be dragged into oblivion.

"Good effort today boys." Red Hood growled to his men. "But it drew attention. Head back to base, head to your families. Lay low for a while. I'll contact you for the next job. Davis, Gerald, I need you to patrol the Staves, Ron, watch left shore." His men nodded at the orders, peeling off. "boss, when we-" "I'm not heading back to base." Jason cut him off. Gary stumbled back in surprise. "But-" "We all need to lay low for a while. I'll be back at base in a few days. Take a break Gary." Gary nodded, the cigar that seemed permanently fastened to his lip twisting with his mouth. "You sure Boss?" Jason nodded, moving to his bike. "Yes. If you don't, keep an eye on the Alley, and tell Dieves to watch the bay." Gary nodded. "of course sir." Jason nodded once more and swung his leg over his bike, speeding off. His right leg was screaming at him, and he was fairly sure he had a concussion at the very least, internal bleeding at most. It was pure luck and survival mode that kept him on his bike, hitting the accelerator for all he was worth. The bike had just barely breached the cave entrance when Jason slid off, his bike skidding across the floor and slamming into the wall. "jay!" Bruce's feet scrambled across the floor and suddenly there was light on his face as Bruce removed his mask, tapping his cheek. "Stay with me bud." Bruce pleaded, lifting Jason into his arms like he weighed nothing. "Sleep." Jason murmured back. "No!" Bruce growled, setting him on the table. "Not yet." Jason let out a small whimper as his father ridded him of his suit. Bruce hissed as he took in the mangled wreck that was Jasons right leg. "Jay." he breathed. "Safe?" Jason managed weakly. Bruce pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Yes Jason. You're safe. I'm right here. Its okay." Jason let out a small sigh. "Good." He murmured, then allowed the darkness to take him.

Red Robin hissed as his fingers prodded the exposed flesh of his stomach. He was fairly certain the organ seeping out of his stomach was his liver, but only because he knew it couldn't be his spleen. "robin?" Kon came around the corner. Tim dropped his shirt, turning with a smile. "yeah superboy?" He asked cheerfully. "We're heading to town. Maybe to a few bars. You wanna join?" Kon asked. "The mission was uh.. not fun. So a little celebration is in order, don't you think?" Tim's smile became a little strained. "I'd love to, yeah." He agreed. Kon grinned. "great." Tim swallowed the iron taste that built in the back of his throat and followed his team to town. It was three hours before they returned to base, half of them drunk, the other half acting as if. Tim laughed, allowing Kon and Artemis to throw their arms around him as he joined them in singing a tune they had learned only an hour prior. "alright alright," Tim finally separated, moving to his room. "I'm beat. See you all in the morning." They all waved with varying levels of sobriety and Tim turned, quickly making his way to his room and then the Zeta tube, hitting the home button. Bruce was waiting, face ashen. "You hit your alert button four hours ago." He growled. Tim nodded numbly, stumbling slightly now that he was away from his team and didn't have anyone to lean on. "Got... distracted." He muttered. The ground suddenly seemed very appealing. Bruce's hands were under his arms and they were moving to a bed instead, and Tim relaxed as his head touched the pillow, Bruce's gentle hands roving over his body. "Side." he whispered, letting his eyes drift shut. "Gods Timmy." Bruce breathed. Tim hummed back. "I'll be fine." he murmured. "Make me some coffee yeah?" he asked. Bruce let out a amused huff of air. "Sure Timmy. Sleep now. Coffee later." "Okay." Tim agreed easily, letting sleep take him, safe in the knowledge Bruce was there.

Being a Batkid doesn’t mean pushing through pain just for the ego or superiority win. It means pushing through pain long enough to make it somewhere safe to get help. It means not giving anyone, even an ally, a chance to parse weakness.

Dick finishes a rough mission with the Titans where he got thrown hard into a wall, smiles and jokes with everyone, and then zetas back to the Cave where he promptly throws up and collapses because almost every bone in his left arm is broken and not a single person noticed.

[primsycoldbottles]

i rlly should start drawing my ocs again in prep for artfight... aughhaa

[cuz-reasons]

Hey, in case you're following me for my submas fics, I know I said I was planning on posting ch1 of the wing au fic next Sunday, but I thought of a better ch1 than the one I got written on its actually going up the following Sunday on the 10th

I'm still gonna post one of my various other one shots next Sunday cuz oh boy do I need to get some of those posted, so there will still be smth going up!

[anne-the-insomniac]

2:30am

Art.

There are others but they are bloody nsfw art.

...They just corpses. Don't think I can post that here.

[analyticallymindedaa]

tonight on random facts about jemma:

she cannot sleep in total silence. if it's too quiet, her tinnitus becomes far more noticeable. it also leads to her hearing everything — every rustle of leaves, every creak of the house, the wind whistling outside the window. all of which can lead to her anxiety and paranoia spiking, which means she just won't sleep, or at the very least, not sleep well. because of this, she will frequently have some kind of white noise playing, and likes to experiment with different types of colored and ambient noises to see what works best.

[kawaiikenna]

Danny is freaking the fuck out. He tried, he really did. But there were at least three plants that had brown crispy edges. Another two that looked wilted beyond belief, no matter how much he watered them they wouldn’t perk up. The huge one in the corner that looked like a tropical plant had yellowing droopy leaves. The ivy climbing up the wall was losing more leaves by the day.

He couldn’t keep going like this. If he did then all the plants would be dead, just like himself when Sam finally got back. And if nothing changed then Danny was going to be damn well fully dead by the end of the week. So what does he do?

Well, Sam had some framed articles and such up in her greenhouse about a Dr. Pamela Isley. Yeah. Yeah, she should be able to help! So he pulls out his phone to try and find somehow to contact Dr. Isley.

And yet after two, whole, HOURS; there was nothing Danny could go off of. Any and all leads he found ended up being completely useless. But he was able to find out that if she wasn’t in her apartment then Dr. Isley was probably in Arkham. So after a quick search and confirmation that the doctor was in Arkham, Danny was on his way.

~~~

Poison Ivy was going about her day like normal. At least as normally it got being stuck in Arkham. Lights out was in ten minutes with a final prison check right after. So Ivy laid there on her bed looking up at the ceiling. She couldn’t wait to get the hell out of there.

What she had not been counting on was the sudden apparition of a teen boy floating above her. His wide green eyes bored into her own. He looked almost as if he was out of breath. Why would a ghost need to breathe?

“Are you Dr. Isley?” The teen asks.

“Depends on who’s asking.” Ivy responds with narrowed eyes.

“Please.” He begs. “My friend is going to kill me if I don’t get your help.”

“And why would a kid need my help?” Ivy sits up. This forces the teen specter to float next to her instead of above her like he had been.

“You know what? I don’t think I care if you’re who I’m looking for or not. I’m taking you with me anyways.” Before she can even argue or try to get away, Ivy is scooped up unceremoniously and flown through the wall. Instantly the pair are flying above the city. “Don’t even try to struggle!” The teen yells over the wind. “My top speed is around 500 miles per hour and I’m pretty sure that any mortal dropped at cruising altitude will die on impact.”

Ivy didn’t bother with a response. Instead she lets out a long suffering sigh and resigns herself to her situation.

The flight itself wasn’t very long. Which meant that either the destination the boy was taking her was close to Gotham or they had traveled incredible distances in an extremely short amount of time. Hopefully it was the first option and not the second. Ivy would rather be able to get home after doing whatever this kid needed her to do.

They neared a small town, specifically what you could call a mansion. He set down in the mansion’s backyard. There were several lovely gardens lead up to a reasonably sized greenhouse. The teen didn’t let her have even one moment to admire the well manicured grounds before snatching her wrist and dragging her over to the greenhouse.

Flinging open the door, she stepped inside and was greeted by the revolting smell of rotting plant matter and fungus. The plants inside were screaming for help. Some underwatered, others extremely overwatered, and others still suffering from various fungal infections and bug infestations.

“What happened?” Ivy demanded as she rounded on the boy.

“This is what I needed your help with! I have no clue how to take care of plants! They always die when I take care of them!” He looks absolutely frantic, eyes darting from Ivy’s face to various spots around the greenhouse.

Ivy sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. “Alright.” She couldn’t leave these precious little ones to die at the hands of a single stupid teen. “You better take notes because I will not explain things twice and I will not slow down.”

“Yeah! Of course! If this means that you’ll help me and save the plants then I’ll do just about anything!” The teen snaps into attention.

Ivy sighs again and scans the room, fully assessing the damage. She really could care less about helping this random teen that had stolen her out of her Arkham cell. “Fantastic. Now I need you to find all of these…”

~~~

Saying that Harley was pissed was putting it lightly. Extremely, lightly. First, Ivy got caught doing something or other plant related. Second, that meant that Ivy was in Arkham and not with her. Third, some snot nosed brat stole her girl from Arkham and ran away!

By the time Harley was able to track down where the kid had taken Ivy, she was ready to bust some motherfucking kneecaps. When she was able to finally get to the place Harley was absolutely furious and fuming. But when she burst through the door of a greenhouse she was nowhere near expecting what she found on the other side.

Ivy looked up from where she was carefully watching the kid (Danny, his name was Danny) repot a plant. Properly this time, without any broken stems, torn leaves, or ripped roots. She made eye contact with Harley across the space.

“Hello Harley. What took you so long?”

Harley huffs and props her baseball bat next to the mangled door. “Well, I was lookin’ for ya, but you didn’t leave many clues. I had ta bust a couple kneecaps to get the info.”

Ivy chortles lightly. “Anyway, I’m showing Danny here,” The blue eyed, black haired teen jerks his head in greeting. “how to properly take care of the plants placed in his care. You’re welcome to participate or watch.”

“Eh, I’ll sit over here. I’m pooped from chasing you across the States.” Harley responds as she leans over the work bench the other two were set up at. Her face cradled in her open palms to watch what they were doing.

~~~

Kay, there’s more. I know that there’s more but this is all I’ve got right now and I’m tired because it’s late and I want to sleep. I might add to this later and post it on ao3. Until then enjoy this little tidbit. Also sorry if Harley and Ivy are ooc. This was my first time writing them and I don’t have much of a frame of reference for them. -w-;; If y’all have some suggestions I will gladly listen. ^w^

Plants don't like danny

No matter what he does or how hard he tries they always die in his care

So when sam ask him to take care of her plants while she was away for at most a week he was worried but he could last a week he would stick to sams list of how and when to care for the plants

When sam was delayed for an aparent month because her parents decided to extend their vacation he got worried and when the first plant started to show signs of death he decided to take drastic measures

This is how dr pamela isley aka poison ivy found herself kidnapped out of arkham to care for a young girls plants