#The first year's are here in feeling

[nothanksjohnny]

Dear prefect

I've always been a strong believer that with time the students and staff come to being quite protective and defensive for their prefect. It is no question that they can handle their own. Having dealt with harsh and malice driven actions due to simply being on campus non the less dealing with multiple overblots early into their arrival. Having fought savanaclaw Students and retaliated against strict order from heartslabyul.The prefect was strong willed.By personal moral or constant hunger to live the prefect found a way to thrive.If only to stress bloom in these extreme conditions.

They challenged and accepted few answers without further questioning of why. It was irritating in the beginning. The magicless human seemed so frail and easy to snap. Such a naive human a easy catch in the harsh seas that was NRC.So when they found bared teeth and and a harsh bite when pushed the college as a whole seemed to bristle in return. Some barked back with insults to their lack of magical ability's. Others tripped the new students steps as a form of passive aggression. A harsh statement of how they viewed the ramshakle prefect as below them. And then the first overblot seemed to slightly tilt the table. While they hadn't fought alone they were the main cause of victory. Allowing clashing students to intertwine strength and weakness to cause reward instead of punishment.

As more followed suit it became more apparent to not only the student Body but to the staff they this freshly dropped student was more than they expected. And soon this prefect that had originally felt like a parasite to them became a symbiote. A gentle high for students that would catch a smile in the hallway. Done in politeness and educated in common manners and yet it felt like warmth all the same to the students. The housewardens and vice-housewardns found themselves growing fond of this parasite. So defenseless yet always the first the be their shield. Who knew a parasite could care if you ate. If you slept and didn't overwork. Never was it written that a parasite could cause you to warmth run down your veins with a addicting high, perhaps it was a new poison made by this parasite alone. And great sevens were they addicted.

Such a caring child. Always questioning how they could aid their professors. Such the obedient and praise driven pup. Such a "good puppy, now run along now I'll find you a treat later" hummed out crewel often.Trien enjoyed thw prefects curiosity for their world. Often visiting during a free period to indulge in a constant flow of questions.Who started what? Why did this city fall?How did the lands gain their name? And Trien would answer to the best of his ability. You reminded him of his daughters when they were young. Always so curious of what was around them. Such delights. Was it so wrong if he found himself thinking of how grand this child could be.Such a smart student and starving to know more. A blank page ready to have a quill glide on its flesh.

They weren't the most athletic of the student body. They could do a good amount of physical tasks but often fell a bit behind the others. Coach Vargas didn't necessarily have favorites in the student body. He did prefer when these young students would start to grow and push just enough of their physical endurance and such but that was normal praise. Maybe it was the fact the prefect lacked magic. Maybe it was that they quickly offered to help him with equipment. It took quite a bit of strength to choke down the laugh that wanted to escape him the day he jokingly told then to move some weights. Determined youngster they were quietly huffing due to the weight being to heavy. It's only normal that he offered to teach them how fight

Such the busy imp the new addition to this school was. Though at times their horns would be displayed proudly polished with their own wrath and envy of veing trapped in this world. At other times though they were almost curled around their head like a halo giving the illusion of a angelic descendants although perhaps that wasn't to far fetched given their shown mercy to the students of NRC. This imp however didn't hide their horns. No they were smarter than that always tilting their head almost when hurt or frustrated. Like a ram or a deer swaying it's horns in warning of aggression. A merciful creature giving a chance for one to think before being striked. Sam often found himself showing the prefect some tricks simply to amuse them. Such a tired thing always forced to trip over their devilish tale due to the crow. Perhaps he'll send a few of his friends to do a quick check up on the strange Imp.

Ah the Beast Tamer such a quick witted thing. Showing deviance from the momment the carrage arrived for them. Fleeing the enchanted carrage instead of taking step into it like many of the students chosen before them have. Offering partnership to the cyan flamed beast. He wasn't without heart. He was a gracious headmaster. Offering them simple work in return for shelter and now a opportunity given to none other. A quick acceptance as a Night Raven College student. Such a generous man he was. Afterall Crowley didn't often give such big help even to unfortunate souls. It was amusing watching then scurry to please. It was prideful watching them take the reins of the two heartsbul students in the beginning to create a solution. Such a deviant soul indeed perhaps one that could further flourish this campus and it's prodigies.

The Ramshakle Prefect was a unusual addition to the student body. Originally aiming to blur between waves of student now always catching catching a glance. It wasn't a unusual sight to see the magicless human to be near a student or dormleader. Nor was it unheard of them gaining more leniency from professors. The prefect was agitating to the campus. Unknown and often unreadable. Body bearing scars and aches. Mind always racing to the goal of survival. A merciful soul at NRC was one that should have been eaten by the gluttonous nature of NRC. Yet mercy isn't bearing one's stomach and allowing themselves to be gutted. It was the patience of allowing warning before striking. The Ramshackle Prefect may seem alone often unaware of how many souls promised their protection to them. May it never be unknown of how a villian would burn the world for the ones they care for. And unfortunate for those who crossed the prefect many where willing to light a match and pour gasoline for one of their own.

[waterthatsmoe]

"By the time you see my message, I'll be gone and back home."

"I don't expect you to forgive me, but know that I'm sorry."

- Yuu 00 : 00 ✓✓ read

Part 2 [next] | Part 1

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store 😭

It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony

[somerandomcockroach]

SNOW BOTS ARE BACK BABE, IF IT WILL BE LIKE THAT EVERY YEAR I MIGHT DIE ONE DAY OF HAPPINESS WHEEEZE (I mean, drawing them like that is so much faster, plus colors, plus snow, plus they all are alive, COME ON IT'S A DREAM) Go smooch @keferon and everyone who makes "everyone is happy" content wheeeeeze

[chatlote]

A comic about Akechi (not) reaching out during third semester.

[bacchuschucklefuck]

class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)

[matchabot]

here comes trouble

[jomeimei421]

Felt a bit nostalgic watching RT shut down…Here are the og faves again for old times sake 💙

[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]

[bother-blame]

VARRIC TETHRAS | Dragon Age: Inquisition

Good to know! Here I thought we'd be ass-deep in demons forever.

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[stellewriites]

Hii! Can you do ghoap x reader fluff? Like cuddles with mild flirting (from soap, obviously) and like soap is the little spoon, because in return he gets head scratches in return, reader in the middle, and Simon as the big spoon just pressing his face into the crook of readers neck?

Would rlly apreciate it <3

-🌑

i loved this idea when i read it and then proceeded to take far too long to actually answer it lmao BUT!! here it is,, ghoap x fem!reader fluff - ty for the request 💓

you picked up the cheap jar of pasta sauce and compared it to the branded version stacked next to it. as far as you could tell, the ingredients were the same and the little veg chunks included weren’t any smaller.

you nodded to yourself. it was decided, you weren’t paying two quid extra just for a name, fuck dolmio.

you looked higher to the top shelf and frowned when you saw the pasta had been pushed away from the edge and you’d be unable to reach it on your own.

“need a hand, dove?”

you turned to see a handsome man with a mohawk beelining towards you, his eyes tracing your frame with hot familiarity. without waiting for your response, he bullied his way into your space to reach over you for the pasta. barely stepping back, he handed you the pack and looked you up and down.

“thanks, stranger,” you said, holding back a laugh at his amused smile. you saw the moment he decided to play along.

“pretty skirt,” he said and nodded down to your bare legs peeking out beneath the denim.

“hm, my boyfriend got me it,” you said, a little teasingly.

“oh? and this boyfriend, he’s left ye all alone to do the shoppin’ has he?”

“no, he’ll be back soon. and he’s kinda protective, won’t be happy seeing me talking to other guys,” you said trying not to smile.

“ah’m no’ scared,” he scoffed, his own smile breaking out as he looked around the aisle eagerly for the aforementioned boyfriend.

“i don’t know, he’s pretty big and strong, wears a scary mask,” you said.

“aye? reminds me o’ my boyfriend,” he said and you finally giggled, leaning in to kiss him and giving up playing pretend.

“dove, they got their tiger bread in stock again,” simon said as he rounded the corner of the aisle and interrupting your kiss. “i ha’n’t ‘ad this in ages.” simon barely paused at the unexpected appearance of johnny, his eyes turning up in the corners as he smiled under his mask. “johnny, look, tiger bread.”

“yeah, i seen, si,” johnny said fondly, crowding you back against the trolley. “only getting the one loaf?”

simon paused. “hm. you’re right.”

you snorted as he dropped the bread into the trolley before heading back to the bakery section and leaving the pair of you alone again.

“work was a fookin’ drag, dove, cannae stand all this paperwork they’re keepin’ me busy with,” johnny groaned into your temple. you petted his arm consolingly before turning back to your list and shopping trolley.

“you were injured less than a month back, john, you can’t have been expecting to be back in the field so soon?” you hummed as you continued shopping with johnny leant over your back.

his silence spoke volumes.

you shook your head as you made your way through the store and waved simon over as you passed him by, hoping he hadn’t harassed the bakery staff into making more tiger loaves last minute for him. the absolute fiend.

“wha’s wrong with him?” simon asked as he got back, hands full as he nodded to johnny’s slumped frame. you refrained from asking simon if you really needed three tiger breads and instead nudged your other boyfriend up from your shoulder.

“he’s bored,” you said easily, grinning when johnny pulled back properly to send you a betrayed look.

“fuck’s sake. c’mere,” simon huffed before dipping down to kiss him, chuffing a laugh as johnny sputtered at the woollen texture of the mask in between them. “you’ll be back in no time. just behave or it’ll be longer.”

“ye sound like cap,” johnny grimaced. he wiped a hand down his tired face. “when are we goin’ home, hm? fuckin’ knackered, could do with a nap before dinner.”

“y’drive ‘ere?” ghost asked while you grabbed a box of eggs, checking for any cracked inside.

“aye.”

“then you can leave whenever,” ghost said flatly, though the glint of his eyes in the overhead lights betrayed his amusement at johnny’s plight.

johnny pouted.

“yer cruel, si. tell him, dove, he’s heartless,” johnny bemoaned dramatically.

“you’re cruel and heartless, simon, would you prefer strawberry jam or raspberry for a change?”

“could be a treat,” ghost conceded.

johnny groaned at the both of you, pinching your hip when you laughed.

“you both know i cannae sleep without someone’s arms around me,” he huffed, turning his big puppy eyes on you both.

you caved immediately.

“aw poor baby,” you cooed, biting your lip when you saw simon roll his eyes. “let’s get this done quick then, yeah? go grab the burgers we like from the frozen section and that ice cream we got a couple weeks back.”

“yes, ma’am.” johnny jogged off.

“si, can i trust you not to make your way back to the bakery if i give you a list of items to grab?”

“no,” he admitted without shame. “i saw the lad in the back prepping more for tomorrow, think i could convince ‘im to cook ‘em now for me if given the time.”

“right. hand holding it is as we find the toiletries then. ‘s like herding cats with you two.”

simon hummed, his eyes trained on the section you knew the bakery to be hidden in.

—

once home, johnny packed away the majority of your shopping in record time, snatching the jam from simon’s hands and almost throwing it onto the work top before plying his mask up one handed and dragging him down into a rough kiss with the other. you watched, amused, with raised eyebrows as johnny dragged him back towards the bedroom desperately, waving a hand at you and gasping out a needy, “dove, c’mon, stop fucking around,” in between wet kisses.

you didn’t need to be told twice before attaching your hands onto simon’s thick waist from behind, guiding them from bumping into any furniture or walls as they stumbled blind to the bedroom.

johnny pulled back with a dopey smile and pushed simon none too gently onto the bed. you took advantage of his lowered height and pulled off his mask completely, rubbing a gentle hand over his buzz cut hair and down to his jaw. you leant in for a soft peck before feeling johnny’s hands and arms wrap around your soft stomach.

he clung to you, nuzzling at your cheek over your shoulder until you turned in his arms to share your attention.

you heard the bed creak as simon settled further up the bed as johnny kissed you. you shuffled back, parting from johnny just long enough to get your bearings and climb onto the bed, simon’s hands moving to guide you back as johnny hummed against your lips.

you flopped back into simon’s arms, got comfortable as he wrapped you up and held you tight against him.

johnny sighed in relief at the sight and shuffled down so he could rest his head on your chest.

you gathered him close and laughed when he started whining when your hands stayed on his shoulders.

“so needy johnny, have you ever heard the phrase ‘patience is a virtue’?” you teased as you started to run your nails through his hair, lightly scratching until he sighed and dropped his body weight against you and simon.

“too t’red,” he mumbled.

simon lifted his warm hand from your hip and draped it heavily over the back of johnny’s neck, keeping him close. soon enough, the scot was snoring.

you tried not to laugh, your chest bouncing johnny with your muffled chuckles. “i think that might be a record.”

“tired lamb,” simon said condescendingly, but he rubbed his thumb lovingly over the soft skin behind johnny’s ear.

“don’t be mean.” you grinned back at him.

simon hummed and rested his head into the crook of your neck, tucking you in closer with the arm still wrapped underneath your waist. “not bein’ mean.”

he nipped at your neck, a soft nibble that had you gasping and clenching your thick thighs around the one johnny had slipped inbetween.

“prick,” you huffed without malice when he stopped and let out a long tired breath in your ear. he hummed with closed eyes, clearly not listening.

you chuffed a laugh into johnny’s hair. the low thrum of arousal simon had brought on was easy enough to ignore but you’d have rather he’d finished what he started. instead, you tucked your cold toes between his large calves behind you in penance and tugged johnny even closer, enough to smother him. with your arse perched perfectly in simon’s lap and johnny nestled close to his second favourite place on your body, you were sure they’d give you what you were after once their nap is over. you closed your eyes with a smile; you could wait for them to get their energy up, and you loved your puppy piles just as much as they did.

[defenestratin]

HOW ARE WE FEELING OFF NATION

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 356

yall remember arasolfef?

i remember arasolfef

[heartorbit]

the star you've longed for

[hailsatanacab]

“To whom,” Alfred rasps, pausing to clear his throat and establish his sense of decorum, “May I ask, to whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?”

The creature stops, blinks its owlish eyes at him, and lets out a bark of laughter.

“Forgive me,” it says, still chuckling lightly, raising a hand to rub at the back of his neck. Alfred is suddenly struck by the feeling that this creature is not as timeless, nor as old or as wizened, as it wished to present itself. “I am making a terrible first impression. My name is Phantom, current High King of the Infinite Realms.”

Contractual Obligations by me!!!

I couldn't get the image of Ghost King Danny out of my head, so here he is!! Acrylic on canvas, and I'm so happy with it - he came out a lot better than I thought he would 😅