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[demonio-fleurs]

happy new years everyone <3

[gilbirda]

Happy to oblige

Jason Todd edition:

I love him but I don't want to torture him. He's had enough. He's Dad Shaped and also I would kill for him. He's a bit insane but who isn't? Also, watch me project all my trust issues on the blorbo.

Miguel O'Hara:

I know less about him so I don't think I could do a 10h speech BUT he is like me fr fr. He also needs an insane amount of therapy but if I wrote fics for the fandom I would Put Him Through Situations, as a treat.

Uh so I made a character bingo if anyone wants to try it (:

[xitsensunmoon]

He's a bit too excited to see you clock in

[hinamie]

every so often i have to relearn how to draw yuuji or he starts fighting me

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

hope you feel better soon!

I am riddled with ailments, but I stay silly!

[softausterity]

the sincerest form of flattery

[theusernameiwantisntavailable]

I cannot think of a title beyond "get kidnapped idiot" because my brain is not firing on all cylinders today. Anyway have a Tim!

Version without lighting underneath incase you want just a tied up n beat up Tim

[choconoru]

LU doodles I forgot to include in the last post 😭 (And It's just Wind––)

LU belongs to @//linkeduniverse

[princema-k]

THE LIVING MUSEUM: CHAPTER 1

(interactive puzzle at the bottom!)

As luck would have it, the detective had a case that had just been given to her by the Chief Constable Barton (talk about a high order!) I watched as she leafed through the folders on her desk before slipping out a small stack of papers and bringing them over to me. Clearing her throat, Detective Layton ran over the details…

“At approximately 2:00pm, a fire alarm in the Natural History Museum sounded. Around 5 minutes later, visitors in the museum reported that they witnessed several exhibits, and I quote, ‘come to life before their eyes.’ There were visitors who told officials that the suits of armour on display had started to move and raise their weapons, visitors who reported that paintings on the walls started to melt and blink, and visitors who said that the dinosaur skeleton exhibits had opened their mouths and moved their heads. But the most damning of all seemed to be the Tyrannosaurus rex exhibit, who not just moved but assumed a lunging stance with its full body, as well as somehow roared.”

“Right, that’s odd. And?”

“Well, since the officials were only able to question the visitors outside of the museum due to everyone having been evacuated because of the fire alarm, naturally they went inside to check the exhibits themselves.”

“And they found…?”

“Nothing. They did a whole sweep of the area, but they found nothing out of place. All exhibits were in their normal places, the paintings were just fine, and everything was untouched.”

“Wow…”

“I assume the reason that Barton held onto what information they had on it and handed it to me was due to the witnesses. Despite the fact that the Yard found no obvious signs of tampering, everyone swears up and down the walls that the museum had seemingly come to life at that moment.”

“...That is a proper mystery. And these files are all we have on the matter?”

“Well, in a sense, yes. These are all the files we have,” Detective Layton muses as she taps the bottom of the stack on the coffee table. Then, getting up, she drops the stack back in their folder. “...Which is why I was thinking of heading over to the museum myself to do a bit of personal investigation.”

“As expected of the great Professor Layton,” I say cheekily as I stand and follow her to the front door, grabbing my jacket off the hanger in the process. The detective sighs lightly as she places her hat on her head, pulling the brim over her eyes in mock disappointment. “Please, Ms. Altava. It's just Detective.”

Now lifting the brim, she smiles brightly as she grabs her umbrella.

“So, Ms. Altava… let’s go investigate this living museum with our own two eyes, shall we?”

And with that, our adventure into the peculiar museum begi-

“Ah, but before that, I have here the directions to the museum written for me by Barton, and it seems to be a puzzle of some sort. As you’re now my assistant, why don’t you give it a shot? Think of it as a warm-up of things to come.”

…Right. She’s Layton’s daughter, after all. How could I have forgotten? …And are we sure they're not really related by blood…?

PUZZLE 1: Where's The Museum?

Take your time and think about the answer, or Flora (and the puzzle master) will be very disappointed in you...!

A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J (Need a hint?: 1 | 2 | 3)

(thanks to @justkillingthyme for beta reading, and several mutuals for puzzle testing!)

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

thinking about how mulder loves to get scully a gift, usually terribly heartfelt, even if disguised as something flippant:

the superbowl vhs tape he brings her when she wakes up from her coma in one breath (and her deadpan "i knew there was a reason to live")

tickets for a football game to watch together in irresistible

bringing her flowers to the hospital in memento mori (he lies, saying he stole them from a guy with broken legs to make her laugh)

the birthday keychain in tempus fugit (and when she finds a meaning to it, he claims "i just thought it was a pretty cool keychain")

that is a man who is always thinking about her.

[jessamine-rose]

*cries* I thought I would be done with Dainsleif after writing Phantom Pain but no…….I still have Dainsleif x Demon! Reader brainrot orz

A YouTube playlist, Dainsleif art in my Twitter likes, an IG folder of fashion inspo for Demon! Reader, a drawing of Demon! Reader, a cameo in another AU, a fcking WIP for Househusband! Dainsleif—WHEN WILL IT END ( ´△｀)

[sukunasteeth]

Made by Ogariane She makes dreams come true <3

[paimonial-rage]

procedural - alhaitham

[random writing event] | requested by @crane1000

Being known as one of those more free-spirited sort, you were never one for schedules. It wasn’t that you had anything against them. You just found it difficult to devote yourself to doing things at a set time on a set day was rather constricting. So when you were hired to work as the Akademiya’s scribe’s assistant, you were in for a whirlwind of change. Alhaitham was scheduled. Procedural, even. And he made sure you were too.

With Alhaitham, work started at 9am sharp. After half an hour of reviewing his intray, he would start on drafting proposals, copying documents, and creating lists. It was your job to maintain and organize the many papers that passed through his hands. Lunch was taken at noon on the dot. After, you would be out and about passing correspondence, picking up new books from the House of Daena, and communicating with the other departments. Once 5pm hit, you were finally released.

Through everything, Alhaitham prized efficiency and efficacy above all else. And though it took time to get used to his spartan ways, you could see the value in following his work style. Everything made sense. That is, mostly everything. When you sat down and really thought about everything, though, you couldn’t help but feel that there was something… odd about the way he did a few things.

Ever since you started, Alhaitham began eating out for lunch almost everyday, always inviting you along. Which was weird because you heard he usually brought lunch made by his roommate. You didn’t think it was too strange at first. You were friends with Alhaitham during your student years, after all. He probably wanted to catch up. But to continue on for a few months…?

It didn’t help that you did much of the talking at lunch. Sure, you were extremely talkative, but you thought he’d surely get tired of listening to you ramble on by now. But no, no matter how much you babbled about, he’d always respond with some intelligent response showing he was listening to you all along. That wasn’t even considering the way he opted to sit next to instead of across from you. Were you that interesting to listen to?

Then there was the way he’d actually listen to and take the random advice you’d give. The new fountain pens upon his desk were suggested by you, as were the coffee beans he now used at home. He let you drag him to new restaurants at lunch and borrowed the books you raved about in the House of Daena. You never heard of him doing this for anyone else.

And lastly…

“Are you ready to go?”

“Yep! Just finished packing up,” you replied, standing up from your desk. “Let’s go.”

As that classes were finally finished for the day, the Akademiya was abuzz with students. In the back of your mind, you had no doubt that the streets of Sumeru City would only be busier seeing that most people were finally leaving work.

“You don’t need to walk me home,” you began with an apologetic laugh. “It’s probably going to take a while.”

“It’s fine,” he replied. “Besides, weren’t you the one that insisted on finishing your story earlier?”

“Oh, you’re right!” You exclaimed. “So what happened next was…”

As you chatted about the happenings and various gossip that managed to find their way into your nosy ears, at some point your hand found its way into his. It often happened seeing that the busy roads often pushed and shoved you about. And as kind as he was to help you, you couldn’t help but feel that it was, like all the other things, unnecessary.

“Why are you so nice to me?” You found yourself asking when you finally reached your home.

Though his eyes widened for a moment, they soon narrowed as he crossed his arms as if observing you.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

You paused in thought.

“Because you see me as a friend?” You asked curiously.

You were met with a long exasperated sigh.

“Sure, let’s say that,” he finally said as he turned to leave. “Rest well.”

As you waved him goodbye, you couldn’t help but let out a sigh to yourself. Oh well. You’ll figure out his secrets some other time.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

My rendition of @tempo-takoyaki's DTIYS!

Congrats on the milestones! And to everyone else, please go check out their 'Drawing TGCF (except I haven't read the books)' series!

[seo-changbinnies]

countdown to @exocean​‘s bday: d-0: glasses!

[somegrumpynerd]

okay, so, I thought of something.

So a pre-truce AU. The bad sanses do bad and the stars fight them blah blah blah-

But also, they have lives outside of that lol

So, one time a person spots nightmare at the grocery store, and calls the stars

And Dream shows up, "Whats wrong!?" And hes all panicked, sees Nightmare, shopping, and turns to the person and he's like "Wtf? Let the man shop"

The person is like "HES WANTED IN EVERY AU-"

And dream just like, rolls his eyes, apologized to nm, and leaves. And Nightmare brings home those ice cream sandwiches he wanted cross to try-

Asjlfdhfjhsvf LET THE MAN SHOP IN PEACE HE HAS 4 KIDS TO FEED

This is so funny, he can't send the boys because they cannot stick to a shopping list so he has to do it himself and he hates it. He's just standing in the frozen aisle looking for the potato smiley faces that they all like when he hears a very panicked and not very hushed phone call taking place. And he just sighs because it's every time. By the time Dream arrives he's in the cereal aisle and Dream just kinda sidles up next to him awkwardly and tries to make conversation.

"So... it's happened again, hm?" "It always does." "...There's an offer on taco shells, Ink told me Cross likes those" "We don't have to do this."

Dream is wondering if he needs to have some kind of PSA on when it's appropriate to call them. Not only because it's still awkward seeing his brother in normal circumstances pre-truce, but also Blue was showing him a videos game :c

Also I'm just picturing people seeing him at Ccino's and asking all amazed like "how did you get Nightmare to agree to behave and not start anything??" and Ccino's like "I don't think I ever told him, he just shows up and reads in the corner and leaves. Sometimes he brings his kids"