#In case anyone is wondering

[candytreedepartment]

Movies, TV shows, books, podcasts, anything counts! Bonus points if you put what scared you in the tags. Wondering how common it is to be Spooked™

[s-guacamolearts]

Out of bounds

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

SKETCH DUMP >:D

*evaporates away*

[imagionationstation]

We’re Voting This Week? Aight Bet

Canon Yes: It’s absolutely canon.

Canon No: That’s not canon.

Headcanon Yes: I will headcanon ‘til the day I die

[chemicalcindercat]

As someone who's extremely new to the comics, I have a bad habit of always picturing the batkids the way they're portrayed in WFA.

Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, except for when I'm reading fics that take place wayyyyyy before when WFA takes place.

For example, I was just reading a great one that takes place when Jason is robin, and Nightwing is there trying to comfort him, and I had to stop for a moment to remind myself that Nightwing looks less like this:

And more like this:

@sparkys-bitch thought you would appreciate this

[144]

The firestorm blows every day and a big hand reaches my waist at last. When the smell of my sweat soaks into the ecstatic valley of my fingerprints, shoot! I will shoot! I feel in my digestive machinery the heaviness of the barrel, and in my mouth the slick muzzle of a gun. I close my mouth to shoot but instead of a bullet blast — huh? What did I really spit?

Poem no. 9 "Muzzle" from Yi Sang - Selected Works. Translated by Jack Jung, edited by Don Mee Choi

[spirit-lanterns]

I want to let everyone know that I bought a new perfume and my brain instantly reminded me of the Omegaverse AU on this blog 😭😭

Hoping I smell like a very nice omega /j

[luckycharms1701]

Lucky I write down potential asks in my notes and literally just scribbled this today so the fact hur open now is a wild coincidence and also ily /p have a great night !!! Drink fluids !!

The set up premise might be.. different? so ignore if inspiration doesn't tickle ur scrote but I am a person who eats spicy food on a daily basis and if it's painful enough it can look like a damn sexual experience(panting, sweating, flushed face, gr/moaning(in pain), whines, milk spills, the works). I can see bay Mikey doing some kind of prank or dare without knowing what would stir within until suddenly ur being dragged off to his bedroom trading one heat for another-

I'd hoped this was just about blurbish length and that I make sense ;-; (I am so nervous about sending request asks in I am ill)

(-gornack but anon cuz if i sound nonsensical I don't want the embarrassment of having my account attached)

^ how i felt reading this ask

there is nothing to be embarrassed about here!!

sorry for the fade to black but hope you enjoy anyway!

It takes exactly three wings for you to realize that you’ve made a mistake. You pause when the heat hits your tongue, and that is another mistake. You swallow without tasting anything and look at Mikey’s expectant face with a shaky smile. “No problem!” You give him a thumbs up, hoping he’ll ignore the increasing redness you can feel in your face.

When Mikey came to you, begging to recreate those videos he was obsessed with where people eat progressively spicier food, you knew this would happen. You knew. But one look into those tearful puppy dog eyes and you folded faster than wet cardboard. Now you (and your relatively low spice tolerance) find yourself wishing that you weren’t head over heels for him.

“Yes!” Mikey cheers with his hands in the air, and all the pain you are about to endure is immediately worth it. Damn him. You look back down at the remainder of the wing in your hand and both dread and determination run through your veins. Well, mama didn’t raise no quitter. You bring the little bomb to your mouth and eat the rest of it, trying and failing to keep the sauce off your lips. Shit.

You nibble on some bread to help with the heat, saving the milk for later when you’re truly suffering. Your fingers tap along to the beat of the music Mikey put on as you look for the next spicy little enemy. Instead of offering you the next saucy wing, Mikey is staring. At your lips, specifically. You touch them hesitantly. They feel a little inflamed but dry. “Did I miss some sauce or something?” Mikey shakes his head with an unusually (even for him) loud “No! You’re fine.” You shrug and reach for the wing he offers you.

Sweat forms on your brow before the heat hits, and you brace yourself just in time. A breathy “oh” leaves your parted lips as the heat rolls through your mouth like thunder. You give in and reach for the milk as the heat crests, gulping a little too quickly and spilling some. When the teasing you expect from your best friend doesn’t manifest, you try to contain your panting and look up to find him once again staring at your mouth. “Okay, I know what’s up with me, but what’s up with you?” You reach up and swipe at the line of milk dribbling down your chin with your thumb, and Mikey visibly swallows.

“N-nothing, angel. Just wondering if you’re still up for this. You look… heated.” You groan loudly at what you assume is a very bad pun, holding out your hand for the next torture device. The heat in your mouth is now at an alarmingly high steady burn, but you are trying to ignore that in favor of getting through this ordeal.

“Hit me, Michelangelo.” He mutters something under his breath that you can’t hear over the music, and you study him as he hands you the next wing. He is twitchy, eyes dark as he watches your fingers wrap around the meat. Wondering why Mikey is acting so weird is a good distraction from the pain in your mouth, so you continue to observe him as you raise the fifth wing to your mouth.

It seems almost like Mikey is the one on the spot, you muse as you chew, with the way he can’t sit still. He’s looking everywhere except at you now, fingers tapping agitatedly on the can of Orange Crush in between his hands on the table. Then the heat hits you like a brick wall, and there is no room in your head for anything except the stinging pain. Tears fill your eyes as you whimper.

Mikey’s chair scraping across the floor startles you as you chug some milk, and you spill some again. Your whimper turns into a groan as more milk dribbles down your chin. How embarrassing. The milk pools in your hand as you try in vain to keep it from getting everywhere.

“Okay, that’s it!”

Before you can process what’s happening beyond the fire raging in your mouth, Mikey rounds the table and picks you up. You stutter his name, hands flailing, beyond bewildered. He ignores you and beelines for his room, squeezing you firmly against his plastron.The door closes with an ominous snick, and you brace yourself, still panting from the heat of the wings. The tension leaves you though, as Mikey tosses you on the bed and shows you exactly why he was acting so weird. Oh. Ohhhhh. OH.

~~~

head bonks: @yorshie @avery73 @justalotoffanfiction @thejudiciousneurotic @writinandcrying @xnorthstar3x @morenovix218 @donniesgirlie @gornackeaterofworlds

[fulltimecatwitch]

listening to the Shōgun podcast and Hiroyuki Sanada (Lord Toranaga) said that he actually tried to spend a lot of time with Yuki Kura ( Yoshii Nagakado aka his son in the series) to create that father and son bond 🥺🥺 they had barbecue together and went shopping

[alchemicalwerewolf]

So basically Icarus was just a kid and shouldn’t have died because of his father’s mistakes even if he did disobey his father because he got a taste of freedom and flight and something so new no human had reached these heights before and basically he deserved better and I love him your honor

[todd-anderson-trash]

goofy sketches i did :)

stick, charlie and knox ^^

[itsclydebitches]

Colin: Isaac knows!

Trent: That my son is failing science?

Colin: ...What?

Trent:

[thatfrenchacademic]

Out of context academia:

White middle aged professor with a heavy Polish accent and a three-piece suit: "It is not only Britney Spears who can be killed by loneliness"

[trashcantasch]

Trying something new with Axel's hair

(I'm also drawing every single KH2 boss now, so I guess expect updates on that every now and then)

[tealgoat]

How do you draw on your phone? With your finger or pen?

Fingie

[qrcane]

Me seeing anyone play a horror game with some mystery element to it: man this game’s cool, I’m sure Cellbit would love it. Has Cellbit played it? Cellbit should play it, he loves mystery and horror :)