#Size 7

[allaboutrings]

18k Gold Amethyst and Diamond Bird Ring

[woolsocklover]

[oldjewelryfeed]

Carrera Y Carrera 18K Gold Aqua Dome Ring

[lt-sarai]

I made a cowl

[omega3splattyflacid]

[dressedinleather]

an actual crime that these aren't in my size... do you know how many people i'd kill

[allaboutrings]

Victorian 14k Gold Moonstone Ram Intaglio Ring

[jefkphotography]

A size 7, Sporting, basketball.

[babythegod]

[cloud-ya]

finally beat dark gaia today, had to draw werehog about it

[werecreature-addicted]

I know there was a previous post about monster-fuckers being akin to chasers if monsters were real, but what if humans were fetishised by monsters?

IF A MONSTER WANTED TO FETISHISE ME I'D LET THEM.

Big bad monsters wrapping their clawed hands around your waist and teasing you for being so cute and tiny. You basically fit in the palm of their hand they could do whatever they wanted with you and you could do nothing about it.

Monsters commenting on all your Instagram posts about how sexy you look and how hot you are. even if it's just a post showing off your lunch all the comments are "I see you're eating right so you can be nice and healthy when you're pregnant with my brood." Freaks. all of them.

Monsters with those tank tops that have two arrows one pointing to their cock, one to their mouths that say "two-seater, humans ride for free."

Imagine two monsters hitting on the same human at the bar, fighting over who gets to take them home. Only to decide to share, and take them at the same time.

[emacrow]

The Justice League hasn't heard from John in four months. It was Zatanna who got concerned first when his phone was disconnected.

Batman found out that he died saving an important little girl named ellie from a group of drug trafficker using her as a battery. How paled zatanna was said about the girl and John's deceased body disappeared in a green portal afterward, telling him what level of apocalypse could have accurate if she had died.

Zatanna Investigating the house of mysteries was the next plan of action, considering only Zatanna and Deadman knew that house was claimed by John with an amount of cursed items, books, and every other apocalypse related items.

Zatanna was only going to place seals upon and inside the house, so nobody would attempt to enter ever, except the house wouldn't let her open the front door.

Her blood felt ice cold as she kept trying to pull the door open, but no budge.

That was where she brought the Justice league in, thinking only someone sinister and patience enough placed a claim on the house after John died because if they did.

This was a code blood moon to them. This could be the universe ending on the other side if whoever had control in the house has every cursed item, weapons, and apocalypse making ritual books imaginable that John had collected over the years.

Before J'onn could slip intangible through the house, the door opened to reveal.... Ellie?

The girl who disappeared, wearing a red beanie and a bright smile.

"Oh good, John said you all would probably come here like headless chickens. Come in!" Ellie said, leaving the door open as she floated back inside.

The Justice League and zatanna look dumbfounded before J'onn, the brave soul went in first, saying that he felt no threat.

The house of mysteries seems to have a new type of decoration done, though still very creepy. Safety baby locks, anti plug in, and a bunch of ghost related toddler toys lay around.

A very massive in height man wearing a gravity defying cloak full of stars, hair whiter then snow with constellations braids with the stars themselves sat in the couch that was obviously too much for his massive form.

A squealing little toddler wearing a soft orange jumper with purple hair giggling loudly every time he smack his tiny hands hard onto a board with a bunch of green blob in 9 holes popping out randomly like some ghost theme whack a mole.

Zatanna glanced, looking down at the little boy and then back at the familiar massive tower entity smiling softly, his stardust freckles luminous glowing green with the frozen frost crown with nebula emblems inside floating innocently on his head as her eyes widen a bit.

"Zatanna, who is this guy?" Superman said, concerned in the back. The Justice League didn't know where to go defensive mode or stand down as there was a child present.

She bowed on her knees immediately on the ground, her eyes teary up with a sense of relief.

"I greet thy infinite Realm, Danny Phan-"

"Zatanna, I told you four times in a role. It's not worth repeating my whole titles. You can call me Danny, and no, i didn't win John's soul... I merely adopted him." Danny waves his hands lightly, miniature dwarf star float around lightly before reabsorbed back in his palm.

"It took me 5 years of planning with clockwork and ellie after John helped my realms from the GIW and their plan to make my people into non-living, and living batteries, even though the Justice League had help along with disbanding them. He grew onto me and my family, and seeing what would've become his cheese grated soul after he died was a big no-no in my book." Danny said softly, Ellie popping behind from his mass of white hair.

"I helped, even though now I'm a bit younger than I am now after that whole pretend to get captured by amateur traffickers, but I'd owed constantine for that prank idea for Dan."

The Justice League awkwardly sat on the opposite couch that suddenly appeared, zatanna sitting on the floor a few feet away from John, still playing on a ghost themed whack a mole board.

"Why is John acting like this?" Zatanna asked softly, pulling a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe her moisten eyes.

"Well, with the combination added years of his much overdue life, by cheating, swindling and dealing with the Supernatural, Gods, faes, and demons alongside the amount of pushed down trauma and PTSD John accumulated in his barely to be call a soul piece after dying in a perfect way for ectoplasm to fixed all of that to made him into a halfa." Danny continues to explain softly.

"His halfa core couldn't handle the weight of it all his soul pieces put together again, especially with his main soul piece being the size of broken miniature ball even after the others entities figured out I claimed and relinquished their contracts because they know I outrank them all, but John's core couldn't handle being put together all at once like that, especially how long he was with barely much of his soul left in the end once he died."

"In a simple way, all His memories, skills and everything in each soul pieces that was taken in between like a giant block of cheese being forced into a tiny mash sieve that was his current mind and body state right now, what Frostbite explain to me." Danny explained simpler with conjuring a solid glob of ectoplasm in his left hand, being pushed in a mold of mini sieve, barely any being pushed out except a couple of glowing liquid dripping.

"John is still the same John, only at where he was his safest mind state before all those deals, trauma, and everything that resulted into what he was, then that slowly returns with time. Only he is free now." Danny finished softly smiling, watching John ripe out a oooing blob ghost from the board with a gleeful squeal, smacking it on the board with delight, his tiny legs kicking in excitement.

Part 1 here <- part 3 -> here

[the-twst-cast-needs-therapy]

He clung to me with all his might, like I was the only thing anchoring him in this world. The young man who I had accompanied for centuries was now a sobbing mess clinging to my upper body. I had trouble holding someone as big as him, even resting my chin on his shoulder seemed impossible. My right hand stroked his raven hair as the other grazed his back, which caused his sobs to lessen in intensity. In that moment I saw no mage nor prince Infront of me, but a boy, my boy.

My past self would have thought it inappropriate to see him that way. He was of noble heritage and his blood bares no resemblance to mine. But even now, when I am no longer able to hold him comfortably, he was and will always be my son.

The days I have lived severely outweigh the ones to come. I made a promise to spend them loving with everything I have, so that he may have enough left over when I am no longer by his side.

[egophiliac]

like mother, like son, but less wholesome this time?

(I couldn't decide whether or not to put them together, so have them in all the different ways!)

[allaboutrings]

Art Deco 14k Gold Hessonite Garnet and Enamel Ring