#THIS IS A /J........ /HJ-

[spideyladman]

A realisation I had 💀

[prlssprfctn]

Cryptid!Alfred, who is actually immortal. Like, he cannot die for forever - he did once, during the war, and after that... for some reason, he kept coming back, completely without any additional magical help. He sometimes dies again, and then mysteriously comes back on the next morning, as if nothing happened. Bruce used to it at some point, so instead of asking questions (Alfred has no answers, anyway) he just pretends that it is normal. He gaslights kids to think the same. Like, what do you mean he died, Damian? No, he is alrightish. Look in the kitchen, he is making us breakfast. It probably was just a bad dream.

So, when Jason dies and gets back? Oh, Alfred knows his grandson has the same curse/blessing. Because it wasn't the Lazarus Pit that brought Jason back after all, but some strange, unexplainable force. Perhaps, both of them are just bound to end up as guardians, as warriors and protectors - that's why they keep coming back.

...Nevertheless, it doesn't make their family less... anxious about the whole thing. These two from the other side? Oh, they absolutely enjoy their immortal hang-out hours.

Jason: What was your funniest death?

Alfred: I am going to say... that one time, when I was teaching young master Bruce using a hunting rifle, and he accidentally shot me. I came back in fifteen minutes, and, of course, a poor thing was sobbing, but afterwards he was doing all chores for a month. Wonderful days.

Jason: Damn, poor Brucie... My funniest gotta be that one time, when Roy and I got drunk, and I legit jumped off the building because I thought I can fly. Roy had never got sober that quick.

(The first time Jason dies on the family's watch)

Dick, sobbing: Alfred... Alfred... He died! His neck was snapped! How can I live-

Alfred, casually leaning to snap Jason's neck again: Wake up, my boy.

Jason, dramatically gasping for air: Damn, who made me a massage, while I was sleeping?

Tim: What. The. Fuck.

[eveledoze]

Call me your nymph Praise me for martyr, praise me for sin Call me your muse A sprite or an elf you cry to, then use

let's say this is an alternate ending... drew the sketch of this art before ep7 came out and these were my ideas about possible events. previously the end of the cross was pointed, but after ep7 I drew it as flash drive according to the canon xd would like to thank the people who helped me with this art and supported me, thank you !! close-ups below

[milkamel]

Has been seeing a lot of Smilk hate cause of the polls and I felt bad so I quickly doodled him 💔

They could never make me hate you Shadow Milk Cookie

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

how does the Amy and Sonic dynamic work with your versions of the two characters?

Aroace Sonic pt 6 Platonic Sonic and Rose Romantic

1. Amy is still crushing on Sonic just like in most canon material. She knows it’s not recuperated but feelings are feelings and she still likes him quite a lot regardless. (She might have a little bit of a fantasy version of Sonic in her head kind of like crushing on a character rather than an irl person, but it’s only the slightest bit and her feelings are still genuine!) She definitely wants a romantic partner but she’s not one to force herself to change, she plans to let her feelings move naturally in whatever direction they end up going in.

2. Sonic loves his friends, Amy is no exception just because he knows she’s mad crushing on him. NORMALIZE FRIENDS CRUSHING ON FRIENDS WITHOUT IT BEING RECUPERATED AND THEY STILL HANG OUT AND LOVE EACH OTHER BECAUSE THAT’S OKAY! Sonic does not harbour any romantic feelings for Amy. He’s genuinely fine with her liking him and respects her feelings. He loves her in his own way anyways and doesn’t try to avoid doing things that might be seen as romantic just cause she likes him, she gets loved just the same as the rest of his friends thank you very much

3. Yellow Tulips depending where you look can mean happiness, cheerfulness, hope, and “You have sunshine in your smile.”

[hatekawa]

Secret Krang Apocalypse

(I can't think of a good name rn)

some silly sketches and a short comic from ska au

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[justtrashperson]

this is very self indulgent but more magistrex lore

[cerealbishh]

"Can we help her? Is there anything we can do?"

[bananafire11]

Tw body horror?

Bendy twisty

Since jax is a rubberhose rabbit, wretched jax gets twisty body horror priveleges... gross creature

[the-poets-are-screaming]

you're a good writer and I love your adrian x reader snippet for you, I apologize,

I'm not a writer nor do I know proper eng grammar

(After taka and sumi betray adrian, reader is there to help him, they are angry at him for trusting taka and sumi even after being warned of how they could be dangerous. Reader is mean and frustrated and irrational)

Tw: fight, yelling, crying, mild description of blood, jealousy

"you could have died! Your loneliness made you blind to their intentions, and you didnt listen to me once!" you pointed your fingers at him, with your brows furrowed, your shivered, limbs rigid like a bow ready to shoot.

"Every day, seing them scurry around the castle, and you seemed too happy to ignore the glances they gave eachother, the way they were all too happy to enter the armory, all because of the false promise of connection and love" your breathing was erratic and you were almost crushing the salve you were applying in his wounds between your fingers.

Adrian seemed... scared and mortified, like a child being chastised, his eyes were brimming with tears. He didn't mean to... it looked like he wanted to say something, to speak. Maybe even to beg for you to not be so upset with him and you knew it, your words seeped like venom into him, the adrenaline coursing your body and the stickiness of the two guest's blood dripping from your skin.

"And I told you so... I told you! And you didn't listen... and the worst part? You want to know what's the worst part?" A reflection of his fear flashed on your face, your eyes foggy with tears as the real reason of why you were upset crashed on you, you finished applying the salve, which you let fall carelessly onto the floor.

Adrian tried to reach you, to grab your hand but he was shaking too much, his body was weary and stinging and your words stuck onto him. Whimpers and sobs left his body he said three wobbling words "Please...I just..." the rest of his phrase died in his throat.

You grab his shoulder and bring him closer "the worst part is that I tried to keep you company, and as much as you were happy to spend your days training and eating with them, you were just as happy to ignore me, it's like you never cared for my company. You needed those two wretched, lying vampire hunters to full your heart... why? Why ask me to stay in the castle in the first place if you didn't see me as someone you'd want as company..." you wanted to fall to your knees as time seemed to slow, the high of adrenaline leading to a crash of exhaustion. Adrian too, his beautiful face was sullen and tears fell from his eyes unrestrained

Two people sobbing could be heard in alucards room, the moonlight reflected in the glass shards of the broken window lit their tears like stars falling into the crumpled bedsheets.

"...you know... Trevor and sypha might be traveling on their own,but I'm still here... I want to be here and not be like a ghost, adrian"

Your head fell on his shoulder when you pulled him into a weak hug, where neither of you had enough strength to do anything more

"...let me be here for you... please" you mumbled

(IM NOT GOOD AT WRITING AT ALL BUT I TRIED CUZ I LOVE HIM AND I WANTED TO TRY TO DO ANGSTY STUFF, I HOPEFULLY DIDNT MAKE YOU CRINGE. THIS IS A SMALL SNIPPET OF A BIGGER IDEA AAA)

Your writing astonished me darling, i absolutely love it!! Allow me add some bits on my part, will that be alright?

“I’ve got my eye on you.”

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After the tragic night, you doted on him like royalty, he averted to touch after such event but yours, you held no malice to your touch but he know long ago your touch never held ill intentions, nor did you.

Though, he didn’t have enough energy to even bother making food for himself, but he wanted to make food for you, hopefully as an apology but you digressed, you focused on him, you note to him that you could take care of yourself and you had long forgiven him, he was vulnerable, lonely, in which it lead to such a tragedy.

Your hands held his gently, always caressing him when he needed, assisting on healing those nasty silver wounds etched by the greedy bastards, your mind was filled with fury towards the two, yet your hands remained tender, with love. Whenever he cried, he felt guilty for ever shunning you, but thank whatever deity out there that you have a heart, you held and vowed with no hatred to his weeping soul.

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It was a day after hunting, the tragedy happened atleast a week or two, ago, you were trying to bring his energy back up, in which it was working cause, of course, alucard hated it when he felt weak the whole time, if belmont was there, he would’ve taunted him for it.

…

“I can feed myself you know..” he murmured, a hint of playfulness in his tone, or sarcasm. nonetheless, it brung you relief.

“Shush.” You probed the spoon into his mouth, his lips parted allowing the spoon access to his mouth, he loved the stew you made for him, rabbit stew, it motivates him to hunt more just to get a hold of that..

You slowly reached out to gently tuck a strand of his hair to his ear, his eyes met yours, gods.. he has such long lashes, you were almost jealous.

Your gaze softened as you met his vulnerability, you placed the spoon down before slowly pulling him into a hug, despite being aware of your gesture always remaining of no ill intentions, you still made sure to slow your gestures, giving him any time to move away, and he recognized that, and he never felt safer.

His cheek rested onto your clavicle, his safe haven is always near your face, perhaps your body, the body he felt comfortable attaching himself to, the body that healed his own.

You rest your cheek atop his head, pressing a gentle kiss around his temple, you reached up to massage his tension-filled scalp, your thumbs rubbing circles onto his temple, a soft sigh spilled from his lips.

He looked younger with his eyes closed, the tensions fading off his face, your heart shattered at that mere sight, a sight that nasty people find an advantage in rather than caretaking.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, hoping the tears rimming your e/c eyes don’t stream down your cheeks as he drifted to a short nap.

Oh sweet angel..

You vowed to hold him, even if he sleeps for centuries, you remain in the same position, if it means to keep him in a peaceful state.

When there are visitors, perhaps with ill intentions, you’re aware he could defend himself, but now, you hold far more hostility than hospitality, and you vow to yourself (and possibly him) that if you catch any scar on him, the one that had scarred him will leave without a head.

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[spookyratking]

i've been trying to experiment and find a style i like for my cosmo becuase i love him so much my bautfil man.

[artilite]

fishersif tonite? fishersif tonite queen??

[swagveryswagamazinf]

gyus i forogt I had a tumblri think I never posted tjis here hai hello

[beepmeowiskarkat]

People should acknowledge the fact that alcoholism has become a part of Logan’s character in like a genuine way, like yes it’s used jokey in the show but GODDDD it just makes it so clear what direction his character is going in. He is falling apart, he is becoming more and more dependent on destructive coping mechanisms, he’s pushing the light sides away more often and being more friendly with the dark sides and especially Janus, who has showcased a lot of similar traits which Logan seems to be developing, he’s a HYPOCRITE, he’s an ASSHOLE, he’s got issues opon issues!! He is a spiteful alcoholic and the nickname “nerdy wolverine” is becoming a whole lot more literal these days!! And I FUCKING LOVE IT!! DESTROY HIM, MAKE HIM HURT AND HEAL AND DO IT OVER AND OVER AGAIN, ABANDONMENT IS NOT HIS ONLY ISSUE!! MAKE HIM HATE HIMSELF!!! WRITE HIM LIKE THE MESS HE IS YOU COWARDS

[spark-circuit]

i don't check the BR tag enough to know if this got shared yet but this was in the Multiplayer Update Reddit AMA over a week ago. and i feel like this should be in the tags if it isn't

[ame-to-ame]

extremely self indulgent btr doodles <3

once again drawing the band members mostly from memory;;