#TYSM for the ask!

[demonic0angel]

Minor prompt

Jazz can't cure Jason's pit rage, but che can take it from him. She's mostly mentally stable enough to restrain it, but we do still get scenes like Red Hood Assistant Jazz responding to being threatened by ripping off a guy's arm and beating someone else to death with it. Jazz doesn't rage often, but when she does, it's brutal.

“Everyone! Quick! Scatter!” Someone shouted.

Another person paused, confused. “Why? What happened? Did the Bats arrive?”

The same person who first shouted shook his head, eyes wide. “No. Even worse. Wolf is in a bad mood!”

There was a pause. Then everyone scattered like rats. Just as the last person was ducking behind a desk, the door to the hideout opened with a bang and a tall figure strode through. She was radiating rage and darkness and she entered the room without a care.

In her hands was an unconscious man that she dragged across the floor by his hair.

Another door to the hideout opened, and the Red Hood, their boss, walked in.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as Wolf’s cold aura immediately lessened drastically.

Red Hood walked over to her casually, helmet tilting as he looked at the person whose hair was being clenched within Wolf’s fist.

“… so what’s this?”

“Just an animal I had to deal with,” replied Wolf cooly. She bowed her head. “I’ll clean up after myself.”

Red Hood chuckled, the noise coming out mechanical. “It’s alright, Princess. I’ll get someone else to do it. Why don’t you sit down and take a drink? You’re probably tired.”

“Is that an order?”

“Yep. Go and relax. It’s a sorry day in hell when I’m the calm one and you’re the angry one.”

Wolf was silent and then she sighed. She unceremoniously dropped the body she was holding and then nodded. “Yessir.”

She turned and then left the room to the lounge. Red Hood tapped his foot on the ground and then said, “Alright, I need someone to put this guy in the interrogation room. I also need two other people to clean up the blood on the floor.”

Everyone quickly complied, thankful that for some odd reason, Wolf and Red Hood could calm each other down so easily.

[trashyshrew]

please take care of your hands first! for when your hands get better: lawlight but with light kissing L's grave or something like that, if you can draw that? thanks!

thank you! hopefully i didn't go too far off script with this one...

[astermath]

hiya! i’m a really big fan of your stranger things work and I was wondering, if youre comfortable of course, a steve x reader period imagine where reader tried to hide their period from Steve, but he finds out and is super fluffy and sweet about it? thank you!

HAHAH wow i have let this ask stew in my inbox since last year thats CRAZY im so sorry my dear,, i was going through old asks and i rlly like this prompt actually so here u go, i hope u enjoy!!!!

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

tags: established relationship, obv mentions of periods / menstruation, reader is referred to as female, steve being dense at first lol, regular sized font below!

wc: 1.4K

notes: while the reader in this fic is female, i am well aware not everyone who has a period is a girl, and not everyone who's a girl has a period!

Steve is one attentive boyfriend.

It’s the early stages of your relationship, the golden era, the honeymoon phase. And while you’re a still a bit nervous about it all, you couldn’t be happier, because he does it all right.

He knows your favourite snacks, what music you like, what makes you laugh, what makes you cry. He’s starting to figure out your ins and outs, and it’s almost crazy how quickly he’s catching on. You have no reason to feel judged by him at any point, he truly is comfort poured into the shape of a person.

So then why are you staring at your phone right now, struggling to dial his number and just tell him why you can’t make it to your date?

It’s not usually this bad, at least it hadn’t been for a while, so why now, of all moments, must you be forsaken to be terrorised by your period?

You bite your lip, laying flat onto your bed, hand over your lower stomach. It's right where the pain is just gnawing at you, just like the guilt is. But you know you’d feel even guiltier if you just stood him up, he doesn’t deserve that. You sit up, a tad slowly to save yourself from another cramp, and swallow your nerves for now.

“I’ll just… Tell him I’m sick. Yeah… Yeah I can do that.” You think to yourself.

The combination of his number had started to feel natural to your fingers now, unlike how anxiously you pressed the buttons the first time, triple checking before finally pressing call. You're triple checking again now, more so because you're not sure you can handle hearing the defeat in his voice when you tell him you can't make it.

The phone barely gets a moment to ring before he picks it up, and his all too familiar sweet voice comes through the device.

"Hey babe, everything okay over there?"

You pause a moment before replying. "How did you know it was me calling?"

"Lover's intuition." He chuckles, and it makes your heart flutter. It's not fair how easy it is for him to do that to you, but you enjoy it nonetheless. "So, what's going on?"

"I, uh..." God, getting the words out is like pulling teeth. But you'd rather die than let him think you just got cold feet about your movie date. "I'm really not feeling too well right now, Steve... I'm-- I'm so sorry, I'm gonna have to cancel for tonight." Your eyes are welling up with tears before he even gets a chance to reply, just imagining his pretty face losing its bright expression when hearing your unfortunate news.

"Oh," damnit, he does sound sad, "that's okay, uhm... Is there anything I can do? What kinda sick is it?"

Shit, he's gonna make you say it, isn't he? You know Steve is a mature guy, he knows about periods, knows how they work, but you've been told to suck it up and get on with it before... A part of you is still disappointed that you just can't.

"U-Uhm... It's more like, a stomach thing, I guess?" It's the best way you can put it for now, hoping it'll put his worries to rest.

"Okay, I see..." You can nearly hear him thinking, the subtle noise of bags being moved and a fridge being opened coming through the phone. "Uh, how aboouuut... I come over to yours, and we just watch a movie at home? I still got a couple of tapes we haven't gotten to, and I can bring some light snacks that won't upset your stomach too much."

The thought of Steve caring for you while you're sick sends a warm feeling through your entire body. God, how does he just keep getting better? But you can't lie to him, right? It's not like you're really sick, unless you count the curse of menstruation as a symptom.

Before you get a chance to explain, he's talking again, and by the ruckus in the background you can only guess he's rushing to grab all his stuff. "I'll be heading out in a bit, I'll stop by the corner store too, stay put for me alright? See ya in a bit!"

You're sure he didn't realize he wasn't letting you talk, but frankly, you probably couldn't even come up with a response on time anyways. Right now, you just have to worry about looking somewhat presentable, and maybe figure out a way to tell him you're not actually sick.

By the time you've brushed your hair and brushed some mascara onto your lashes, you're already hearing the doorbell. You just manage to pull a fresh shirt over your head, before stumbling down the stairs and stopping in front of the door. With a deep, loaded, sigh you open it, to reveal your boyfriend.

Hair messed up, plastic bag in hand, jacket haphazardly thrown on. He clearly rushed to be here, still panting a little, but in your eyes, he's the image of your guardian angel, your saviour in need.

Before either of you know it, you're crying again, your freshly applied mascara now leaving thin black streaks over your cheeks. Your hands go up to cover your face, embarrassed, not even sure why you're sobbing all of a sudden. The feelings just hit you like a freight train, rocking you before you even have a time to rationalize.

Steve's expression falters, the bag he had in hand dropping to the floor in an instant, stepping in closer so he can carefully wrap his arms around you and pull you to his chest. Not too tight, he doesn't want to startle you. He's a bit distraught; he's really only seen you cry at a sad movie scene before, so he's a bit unsure as to what's caught you to be so upset right now.

"I-I'm sorry..." you manage to mutter through your incoherent sobs and sniffs, effectively ruining the front of his shirt in the process.

"Hey, hey..." His big hands go up to your face, gently cupping your wettened cheeks as he looks into your teary eyes. Hell, the image of you is almost enough to make him break too. "What're you sorry for? You can't help it that you're sick, right?"

The reminder of your lie makes you want to break eye contact in shame, but it's hard to force yourself to lose sight of that soft, caring gaze of his.

"I," sniff, "I lied, I'm so sorry Steve, I-- I'm not sick, I just... I have..."

He watches you expectedly, not upset, just curious. You'd surely have your reasons if whatever caused you to cancel is making you this upset.

"I'm... I'm just on my period and it-- it hurts really bad, it's not even usually this bad, and I felt like I was overreacting and I feel so bad and--" Your ramble gets cut short by his chuckle, the same one that nearly caused you to melt over the phone earlier.

"W-Wha... Why are you laughing?" You're not sure if you should be happy or worried, you're already experiencing so much at once, it's hard to pick one emotion to feel.

"Nothing, it's just, well," he picks up the bag he dropped, opening it slightly to show the bars of chocolate, candy and your favorite chips inside. "I had a feeling."

The sight of it makes you snap out of your state of distress, and you can’t help but crack a smile through your tears. “Seriously? How?”

He shrugs, a sheepish smile adorning his face. “I told you, lover’s intuition.” He pulls you back to him and kisses your head. “There’s another bag in the car with chicken soup in case I was wrong.”

You both laugh, just hugging on your doorstep for a moment. You have to let it sink in, that maybe Steve just is that sweet and considerate of a guy.

“D’you wanna go inside, or does standing outside help with cramps?” He pulls back a little, and you fight the urge to poke him in the ribs for his sarcasm. You love it either way.

“Yeah, let’s go inside. We can watch When Harry Met Sally and I can cry my eyes out again. Sound good?”

“Sounds perfect.”

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[hollowtakami]

Hi! I really like your Hawks fics, I love him so much, it hurts. I want to make a request, if it's fine. How, do you think, will Hawks tell fem reader his real name? I feel like he needs time for it, like a year or something, will he just going to say it randomly amid the conversation or he will prepare himself and reader for it? Thank you in advance!!

hiya anon! tysm for this request!! this was really interesting to write, i can’t tell if it’s an imagines or more of a character study - but i loved writing it nonetheless. thank you for stopping by! ^_^

Hawks might have a silver tongue gifted to him by the Commission, but Keigo Takami is nothing but pyrite.

At least, that’s how he sees himself.

Even before he met you, he always wondered if he was capable of being loved, being the son of Takami The Thief and coming from extreme poverty.

Then, he met you. The most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, breathed life into his dead heart. You were on his mind constantly; the sweetness of your voice, the softness of your hair - god, how he wanted to run his hands through your hair and hold you.

It took him a while to ask you out, simply because of his low self-esteem. He feared that you could do better, but he also feared that the ‘better’ would come and steal you from him.

The only thing was - you knew him as Hawks. Hawks, one of Japan’s top heroes. The suave bachelor with wings redder than the faces of his admirers every time he soared into view.

He was afraid you wouldn’t accept Keigo. He was nothing compared to Hawks. Still, he would rather lose his wings than lose his girl.

He asks you out rather suddenly, calling you in the early morning. You could tell he’d been up, pacing his room as his mind paced around his skull at the thought of asking you to be his girlfriend.

You’d accepted, of course. You loved him, you just didn’t know there was more of him under all his feathers.

A year into your relationship, you couldn’t ignore that it seemed as though Keigo was hiding something.

He was almost on autopilot, distant from everyone, from you. It hurt, especially since you had no idea why.

So, you confronted him. You sit down on the edge of the bed in your shared apartment, fear glazed over your eyes.

When you ask if he was hiding something, Keigo’s heart sinks. He knew it was time. He couldn’t lose you, he loved you more than he loved himself. You were his girl, and nobody else’s.

“My name…is Keigo Takami.”

You were visibly confused, Keigo desperate to read you for any signs of abandonment. Then, it clicked.

Hawks was yours, but Keigo always had been. He had just been waiting for the right time to unfurl his wings, show himself to you.

After a hard conversation for the both of you, he’d explained everything and completely opened himself up to you. It was the most vulnerable you’d ever seen him in your time together, feathers sharpened, more on edge than he was. Hardly making eye contact and messing with his hair, he fumbled through his story.

And you hung on to every word. You were his, he was yours. Keigo was yours. Hawks was just a part of him, not who he really was.

Hawks was pyrite. Keigo was gold.

[vrsmnya]

Snotlout in the ‘I am Kenough’ hoodie is now cannon in HTTYD universe and you cannot change my mind 💅

lil dragon draws i see your vision. this is my brainrot version of it xoxo

(also shout out to @dominickthemoth who did a full render version of snotlout in a kenough hoodie, i think u might like it :D)

[zorangezest]

your art style is so cool woah,,,,,,, can I know what your coloring and rendering process is like?

yes! here’s a breakdown I’ve assembled for ya🫵🫵

[polaris-stuff]

SolarMoon child! :D

She's here! The little oopsie is now a big oopsie!! I love her sm omg

Also requested by @melodi-jackson and a lot of anons!!

[greensapphic]

Since your ask box is open for reqs may I have some of your freak?

Drinking tea or playing chess (w ford) if possible :]

SOME BILL AND FORD DOODLES COMING RIGHT UP ‼️‼️

[skeletal-fish]

trick or treat!! 🎃💀

*gasp* a skull appears!

whether this is a treat or a trick remains to be seen……

[hypersexualshanks]

Hii, i loved your last works sm, you completely embrace shanks! What do you think about a reader interested in having a threesome with benn? Would it happen / what would happen because i am sure benn is HUGE

shanks loves to share, especially with benn. he loves showing you off, after all, and who better to share you with than his best friend? he has to call all of the shots, of course-- he is the captain, after all-- but he isn't the jealous type. he loves watching benn split you open on his cock, and it's even better if you let both of them take you at once, shanks fucking your throat while benn takes you from behind. shanks loves to watch you get fucked stupid, especially when you're moaning around his cock while it happens; he'll be cumming down your throat in minutes if he's not careful. he'll praise you so sweetly while he watches you choke on his cock, gently murmuring that you're doing so good, that you're taking them both so well. you'll barely be able to hear him over the sound of benn grunting behind you, swearing softly as repeatedly buries himself balls-deep inside you. it's not over once he's done fucking your brains out, either; shanks won't let you rest until he's had his turn with you, too. he'll insist on you riding him while you make out with benn. you'll be completely cockdrunk by the end of the night <3

[demonic0angel]

ok first of all, I CANT EVEN BEGIN TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE ALL YOUR DRAWINGS YOURE SO TALENTED.

Ahem, secondly if you don't mind I'd want to see more on the tim x dani x kon? I love the ship and I can't belive I've never thought of it😭😭

Omg stahhhpppp you’re making me blush (don’t stop)

Also, sure!! Tysm for asking!! Nobody’s asked for TimxDanixKon yet :,)

Please excuse the quality of everything bc I honestly wasn’t planning to post this one at all, but this seemed like a good time.

Extra Two For One Facts:

+ If their dads were to ever meet, Vlad and Lex are immediately throwing themselves into a bitchy catfight. Danny hates them all (for various reasons) and is ready to fight everyone. Clark is just extremely confused. Meanwhile, Bruce is furiously typing ?????? to Dick and Barbara for help

+ Dani meets the two of them while trying to join Young Justice. There’s a lot of ways she could join, but I think she just asks to join and then slowly gains their trust after they let her in.

+ Both Tim and Kon have bad dating history, so it’s so funny to imagine Dani whipping them into shape. She’s the bubbly, sweet one, but also very, very ready to shank them if needed.

+ They bond over shitty parents, hero responsibilities, and feeling left out of their families.

+ Both Tim and Kon probably wouldn’t realize that Dani had a human form until she reveals it in the most mundane, ordinary way so when they finally see it, they didn’t realize she had black hair until several hours later and they had to do a double-take.

[cerealboxlore]

Billy Batson related question, as always! How do you think the League would react to Black Adam knowing who the Captain is, especially when they don’t even know? (The relationship between Billy and Teth doesn’t matter, they could be allies or enemies).

Billy Batson related questions are my personal favorites!

The idea of the Justice League not knowing who Captain Marvel's secret identity is always makes me giggle :D it's the layer of mystery and unknown danger that presents itself behind not knowing who the Big Red Cheese is that keeps them on edge sometimes. They admire their friend, but sometimes they do wonder, are they his friend? What is he? An alien? A human? A monster beneath the disguise of a man? Three kobolds in a trenchcoat? Nobody knows... They do wish to get to know their friend better.

Normally, most league members have their secret identities kept, you know, a secret. With the exception that Batman knows, of course. However, even he remains stumped on this mystery. He doesn't enjoy not knowing who Captain Marvel is behind the boy scout smile he often shines, but Batman is determined to find out one day. There's almost some respect for how well the Captain manages to hide his identity and tracks.

Meanwhile, Billy is surprised he's lasted this long with a secret identity. He's working with a braincell, half an oreo cookie, and a dream.

I got sidetracked, ack! Okay, so the relationship (depending on which version of Captain Marvel and Black Adam you are familiar with) is almost always going to be personal. There's their shared relationship with the wizard Shazam, but the one I'm most familiar with and enjoy is Black Adam being the one to have killed Billy's parents. (Also, I appreciate you separating the identity of Black Adam and Teth!)

It would be absolutely amazing and gutwrenching to see Captain Marvel shake hands with a "reformed" Black Adam, possibly during a public setting with the JL in attendance, fully knowing the truth behind his parents murders and still going through with the painful decision to let him go unpunished.

For Billy, this hurts. On a deep level that scars his heart and soul for allowing his parents deaths to go unavenged. For the years of pain, he spent alone on the streets homeless and separated from his twin sister, none of it can be fully healed no matter how hard he tries to forget. Scars fade over time, but to Billy, time is eternity. This pain will follow him for eternity.

However, as Captain Marvel, he understands that there's more to the situation that he can't control, and fighting Black Adam would only make things worse. With the wisdom of Solomon, he knows he can't justify a fight against the ruler of a nation, no matter what. So he just smiles for the camera and shakes the hand of the man who orphaned him.

It is through holding Black Adam's hand that the thought passes through his mind: the hand he's holding right now was once stained with the blood of his parents.

Then, the heroes are given a moment of privacy to be around each other without the public's eyes or ears to interfere, and that's when **** hits the fan.

Captain Marvel is avoiding Black Adam, understandably, but when Black Adam loudly calls out his name among the other heroes, Billy can't help but feel rage boil inside his divine blood.

"William. I thought you knew better than to ignore others when they're trying to talk to you. Such rudeness, I am most glad your parents were not the ones to raise such behavior in you."

Whispers among the league ensues. Was that the Captain's name? Did Black Adam know Captain Marvel on a personal level rather than just a regular hero and nemesis level? Despite the eyes watching them, waiting and prepared to step in case of a fight, the Captain grits his teeth and, through miserable eyes of a broken man, chooses to smile.

"Yeah, they really were good people, Adam. I may not live up to their expectations, but I do live for them. Every day. I suppose I have you to thank for that."

"Your gratitude is most welcome, William. May one day come where you live for Mary and Frederick, as well. They would appreciate you honoring them."

Through a wicked smile, Black Adam chuckles, turning his back to take his leave back to Khandak. Leaving Captain Marvel still smiling all alone, his fists at his side curled with rage, drawing his own divine blood from the intensity of his own strength.

After that, the league would be in all rumors and whispers about Captain Marvel. From the past, they knew that Black Adam was fond of taunting the Captain with strange and mean words during their harrowing battles, but had it all been a personal dig at him all this time? Did Black Adam have a hand in accidentally giving Captain Marvel the motivation to become a hero?

Superheroes like Batman would immediately be looking into any information they learned from this and try to decipher what is the truth behind the Captain. Or should he say, "William," now having a name to the face of the hero of Fawcett. He would also be investigating Black Adam far more closely now, should the reformed man ever step out of line. If he heard right and Black Adam had indeed killed the Captain's parents, then he needed to keep an eye on Captain Marvel, too. In case of a breakdown or instability in emotions.

On the other hand, heroes like the Flash and Superman would take the time to visit the Captain in his city and check on him. They'd be concerned after seeing how pained Captain Marvel was. If a villain like Black Adam knew who the Captain was and specifically chose not to reveal his true identity to the public and just the Justice League, then perhaps there was more to it. Superman knew as well how painful it was to let a guilty man go free because he was deemed "reformed" in the eyes of the public (Lex Luthor, ew).

Overall, there would be a whole range of emotions after finding out Black Adam knows who Captain Marvel is. And I am here for it!

[bedrockfactory]

I wish to hold the tov.

Sure if you are brave enough

[yourmoodboards-areonfiirree]

Richie moodboard with Video Game and Blue inspo!

☼︎ Rq'd by @thinkabout-theimplications☼︎

(All images found on pinterest)

[vrsmnya]

doodle request from anon!

they asked for fishlegs and hiccup nerding out over dragons

sorry for posting w/o the question, tumblr just straight up ate your ask??? like it fully disappeared after i saved it as a draft 😭😭😭 but tysm for the ask anon :))))

[akq96618]

ISHIDO AND SHIRABE SHOULD MEET. TWO ALIEN LOVERS THAT'LL BE FUN. Pity they're from different productions.

YOU'RE SO RIGHT FOR THIS

idc idc if they're from different productions, LET'S UNLEASH OUR IMAGINATION!!!!