#I SHALL add more /later/

[luanna801]

One of the things I find very endearing about Wei Wuxian as a protagonist is he's so earnestly appreciative wherever and whenever he sees skill or excellence on display. Even when it's from someone he doesn't particularly get along with, or in a situation where you'd expect him to have other priorities.

He's in middle of rankling Lan Wangji, but he can't help blurting out "Wow!! Great calligraphy!" because he's just so sincerely impressed. He's on a Top Secret Spying Mission but he's like "Wow!! Look at those amazing paintings on the wall! Gotta take a closer look!" He's watching Jin Guangyao's whole Villain Origin Story Flashback Sequence and forming an increasingly negative opinion of him, and he's still like "Wow!! You have to admire his self-control!"

There's this sense of almost wide-eyed innocence about it, like he goes through the world with such a love of beauty and skill wherever he sees it. And yes in the case of LWJ's calligraphy he's gushing over his not-so-secret crush, but it's a consistent trait of his pretty much across the board. He'll give credit wherever it's due, dangit! He gets so excited to see People Being Good at Stuff!

[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: (failed) 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—

[oiiocha]

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!

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[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

[ofmaddogs]

muses ;;

main, high activity, third gen Mad Dog, the brawns to Hawk's brains, older brother to Hawk, begrudgingly inherited Gramps flamethrower. Would have been a mad scientist type of he wasn't born on a cursed mountain.

Used to follow Gramp's rules but aches with betrayal and bitterness after the Greer Incident. Not great with outsiders until you prove your worth, but has a protective streak a mile wide if anyone is in danger.

main, third gen Mad Dog, the leader of the third gen behind Gramps. speaks mostly in whistle-code, uses roman candles & a shotgun, keeps everyone's secrets and carries the weight of responsibility without any external complaints. Along with Jack, the only mad dog by-birth in the modern era. Much better at socializing with non-Mad Dogs than Jack.

After Gramps died she takes on the role of Old Shuck, often the one communicating with the bereaved to ferry the bodies down the mountain to safety.

secondary, third gen transplant, the newest recruit, showed up shortly before Charlie. helps Gramps with mixing the napalm and gunpowder, fled from LA and has trouble feeling trapped in this dangerous new situation vs relived she's somewhere that's feeding her.

FIRST OF THE MAD DOGS! a shunned enigma. (read her intro here)

military vet, (outwardly) kindhearted unless he's crossed or too hungry. strict on those kids in his care but not without good reason. uses a flamethrower.

Mostly played as deceased in the modern era. Can be plotted to be more manipulative or indoctrinating.

do you ever wonder how they discovered the yew and mistletoe? meet fletcher fiddler, one of the first Mad Dogs. close with Sarah, passed away after Jack's father failed on a hunt.

a good hunting buddy. sometimes offers rides in exchange for duck meat. a cat the size of a bear.

A Neaderthal that lives on the other side of the mountain. Is friends with Hawk and will quietly nod at Jack, avoids most of the rest of the Pack. Knows more about the mountain than anyone else, but will only talk to Hawk. Was once friends with Fletcher and Sarah. Might be the first vampire

[powderrblue]

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

[bakery-anon]

Procrastination Station over here <3

[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.

[mayo-productions]

I'll probs delete this later but it's those random days of the month where I just love this loser SO much yet I have ZERO motivation to draw him EVEN THO THATS ALL I WANNA DO but also I genuinely think my brain might just be tired of drawing him specifically bc every time I try my brain is like "um yeah you actually still don't know how to draw him and every time you try it'll look bad hehe" LIKE PLEASE JUST ME ???

[primsycoldbottles]

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

[prlssprfctn]

Damian wakes up, startled. He doesn't remember what he saw in his dreams, and he is not sure what caused him to feel so anxious, but he knows what to do. The routine is easy and comforting; he just needs to find his brother Jason. So, he goes.

His bare feet against the cold floor is soundless, making no sound, and he keeps rubbing his eyes until he sees one of the doors open. It must be Jason. He always keeps the door of his room open, just in case.

There is a dim light in the room, a small lamp on the desk, where the stakes of paper are stored, and Jason is here, as tall and huge as always, tapping on his feet in an attempt to concentrate, while twirling a pen between his fingers. He is either reading or working on something else: writes down memories, afraid of them slipping away due to the Lazarus Pit hammering in his temples all the time.

Damian yawns and steps closer, tapping on his back.

'Akhi Jason,' he calls hoarsely. The body freezes, almost surprised — he is not supposed to; Jason hears him from the corridor, even if he is the most soundless kid in the whole world. 'I want to sleep.'

He never says he sees nightmares or that he is scared — just that. It always works.

Expect, this time it doesn't.

'What did you say?' Brother asks, his voice sounding so unusually stiff.

'Jason,' he repeats, more irritated this time. 'I said, I want to—'

When Jason turns around, Damian instinctively staggers back, his eyes widening.

The man in front of him is not Jason.

And for a second, Damian is panicking, until-

Until he doesn't remind himself that he is not home anymore. He is in the Wayne Manor, with his father.

With his father that looks exactly like his brother, only older, without scars, marring his face, and without a white streak that makes him look like a bird.

'Damian,' his father calls, slightly shaken. 'How do you know Jason?'

He swallows down. He is not supposed to tell about his brother. They instructed him not to.

But father has a familiar desperation in his eyes, the same one Jason had, when he was pacing around the room, muttering something incoherent, the cut out from newsletters photos of Bruce Wayne with Tim Drake in his hands, and-

And Damian shrugs.

'He is my brother,' he says, almost too innocently; because if he is going to be clueless about it, then what others will have to tell him? 'He stayed with a grandfather. It is a shame.'

Almost as if he doesn't understand what all of this implies.

'I was sleepy,' he adds. 'And got confused. My apologises, father. I shall return to my bedroom.'

Bruce stares, stares, and stares. And then, rubs his face with his hands, exhausted.

'I'll tuck you in. Let's go,' and a second later, with his voice sounding so familiarly small, just like how Jason's sounded when he first acknowledged him as his brother, he adds: 'Can you tell me more about your brother, Damian?'

And Damian tells him, of course.

He is not surprised to see the result of his work the next week.

[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!