#SB Fic

[infernalshadowtheif]

Synthetic Blood

After taking over her father's company, Lena Luthor spends her time trying to develop a safe man-made synthetic blood for medical science and maybe for herself and her kind too, of course.

You see, Lena is technically human but also technically a vampire, well more of a half-vampire that's more or less human except for her extra abilities. As she tries to develop a blood substitute, her brother Lex attempts to steer her away from the light and back down a dark path that has always beckoned her to walk down. OR Lena finds herself in a messy situation, and a certain Kryptonian happens to call at the wrong time.

I never posted this here?? Figures because I forgot about Tumblr for a while, I suppose 😶👌. Ch1 and 2 and up and a prequel is also up as of today!

[fyrerainy]

Chapter 2 of TDL is out!! Get ready to meet Monty, Sun, and Freddy!

Rbs appreciated ;~;

[magicicephoenix]

i finally finished reading I see you, Sundrop! by @shirajellyfish and IT'S SO GOOD I CAN'T BELIEVE IT TOOK ME THIS LONG TO FINISH IT RAAAAAAA

i will be gushing about it in the tags but here's a lil animation i made based on the below paragraph in chapter 6 that gave me such a strong mental image that i had to make it real :)

[eggcromancer]

Okay hear me out, a lot of Y/N x DCA fics has Y/N replacing Vanessa as the night guard; But what *if* I make them work besties instead? 👀

full credits to @way2gosuperrstarr for the technician y/n & night guard vanny brainworms! (I'll be charging you rent later!! 💥💥💥 //affectionate)

[ahqkas]

DICK GRAYSON sat at the kitchen counter, his coffee mug forgotten in front of him, steam curling into the cold morning air. the gotham gazette lay open on the table, the bold headline screaming up at him like an obnoxious punchline to a joke he wasn’t in on.

GOTHAM’S GOLDEN BOY SPOTTED WITH MYSTERY GIRL: WHO IS SHE?

he groaned, dragging a hand down his face, his eyes flicking to the photo plastered beneath the headline. there he was, caught mid-laugh, snowflakes dusting his hair and his coat. and next to him—you. you looked radiant, even in the candid shot. your head was tilted toward him, eyes bright and mouth open in a laugh that looked so genuine it almost made him smile again just seeing it.

almost.

“unbelievable,” he muttered, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. the media always found a way to blow things out of proportion, but this? this was next-level ridiculous. he could already hear the teasing from barbara and tim, and god forbid jason got wind of this—he’d never hear the end of it.

his eyes darted back to the caption under the photo. “a budding romance? gotham wonders if richard grayson has finally met his match.” he rolled his eyes so hard it almost hurt. “really? my match?” he mumbled, shaking his head. It was one thing for them to speculate about him. he was used to it. he’d grown up under gotham’s relentless gaze, and by now, it was just background noise. but dragging you into it? that made his chest tighten with something closer to anger.

dick folded the paper with an exasperated sigh, careful not to crumple it too much even though he wanted to rip it to shreds. he didn’t want you to see it—not because he was embarrassed, but because he hated the idea of you feeling scrutinized. he could already imagine your reaction: a mix of shock, indignation, and that adorable little furrow in your brow when you were annoyed.

and what about your privacy? you weren’t used to this. you hadn’t signed up to be a headline or a trending topic on social media. dick rubbed the back of his neck, frustration bubbling under the surface. he’d have to talk to you, warn you about how relentless gotham’s tabloids could be. he wanted to make sure you knew this was on him—not you—and that he’d handle it.

but despite the annoyance, his lips quirked upward as he glanced at the photo again. you looked so happy, so unguarded. if there was one thing he couldn’t be mad about, it was the way the picture captured the way he felt when he was with you—like the rest of the world didn’t matter.

“well,” he muttered to himself, setting the paper aside. “at least they got my good side.”

[suokumi]

Short summary of LDR by @spadillelicious

[beetle-beep]

Thinking about the DCA as kindergarten teachers....

[vypridae]

doodles based on love, death and rollerskates by @spadillelicious because ough my boys. i love themb. mentally ill mfs that i need to kiss

basic y/n version and some bonus doodles under the cut

[sleepykas]

something something two times the boys almost kiss you and one time they do

[pointyfruit]

Solar Lunacy.

[skizabaa]

"It's a lovely night in Freddy Fazbear's Mega Pizza-Plex, and you are a horrible goose."

One of the most unique, silly and joyful fics ive read, it's been an instant favorite! Fanart of the lovely Untitled Goose Fic by the wonderful @eyndr-stories!

[infernalshadowtheif]

Synthetic Blood: Blood of the Covenant

3 weeks prior to the beginning of Synthetic Blood, Lena was invited by Lillian to enjoy a nice family meal with her older brother Lex. Its been a while since she's seen him in between her work at L-Corp, hanging out with Kara and their friends , then she was still working on her personal pet project of synthesizing human blood to make it easier to distribute among her kind for food and for medical use for the humans to use in emergencies. Lex, of course, is Lex and kills the vibe.

I wanted to paint a picture of how this version of Lex treats everyone, so take this with my thanks of reading in advance! *throws this at your feet and runs into a door on the way out*

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a series of drawings featuring Riz Gukgak from D20 Fantasy High. In the first, Pok holds Riz's shoulders in heaven as says, smiling, when you work until the dead of night, your friends know you do it because you love them. In the second, Riz is having a group hug with his party and the text reads, but is it really love that drives you, Riz Gukgak... In the next, a desperate, pleading Riz clutches the shoulder of an indifferent, faceless person and the text continues, ...or is it fear? In the fourth, Riz is younger and digging through crystals with bleeding hands; the text reads, what use are you when you can no longer dig. In the fifth, Kalina, shrouded in darkness with only her eyes glowing, reaches towards the camera with a smile; the text reads, when you're too scared to think. Sixth, Riz is filling out Fig and Kristen's papers under the light of a lamp, serious and tired; the text reads, when you're too tired to work. Seventh, Riz is lying in bed, eyes hidden behind hair, hand on his father's picture; the text reads, too sad to keep the mood up. Eighth, Baron stares into the camera; the text reads, too lonely, too insecure, too weird. Ninth, Baron is holding a defeated Riz by the throat; the text reads, to keep moving? Tenth, Riz is standing in the distance, holding his briefcase, and behind him is a football/soccer ball; the text reads, what use is a ball that can no longer roll? The last drawing just says none in brackets on a dark background. End ID]

[magicicephoenix]

🌙✨ @ Moon I really need a hug rn!!!!! (Sobbing/u know why)

😭😭😭

(Girl Anon, who lives in US)

he’s got you.

[puhpandas]

post 3 star ending where Gregory makes a youtube channel and is 90% of the family’s income while Vanessa is jobless

(BONUS UNDER CUT)

[victarin]

this joke has definitely been made before but im just thinking again abt how solar lunacy is the whole reason i started drawing (or learned how to draw) the dca