#Vision needs a hug

[emo-batboy]

Little Headcanon About Battinson Solving Cold Cases :)

[pokemon1oadvanced]

Jurassic World Chaos Theory Season Two Spoilers

[librababe99]

Moths to the Flame

Jason Todd x Female Reader (Addams Family AU)

Tags: Jason Todd, Female Reader, OOC, fluff, Addams Family AU 

Summary: Jason finds his heart captured by you whose haunting beauty and playful spirit ignite a passionate romance that dances delightfully between darkness and desire.

WC: 542 words

A/N: YALL just walk with me for a moment…this past weekend I watched the 1991 Addams family movie and it has become such a comfort movie for me. Like the love Gomez and Morticia have for one another warms my heart! And I couldn’t help but think…what if I wrote an AU with Jason x Reader? This could completely flop but I had to share it 😭🖤

The dim light of the candlelit dinner flickered as Jason leaned back in his chair, an amused grin spread across his face. The opulent dining room was filled with the intoxicating scent of rich, dark food—braised rabbit with black currant sauce, of course. Everything about the evening felt delightfully macabre, from the creaking of the old mansion to the echo of thunder rumbling outside.

His eyes sparkled with mischief as he watched you across the table. You were the embodiment of everything he found enchanting: your long, hair cascaded over your shoulders like a waterfall of night, framing your skin and striking features. Tonight, you wore a deep black gown that hugged your figure perfectly, the lace details giving it a hauntingly beautiful touch.

Jason leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand as he looked at you with unfiltered admiration. "You know, my dear," he began, his voice smooth and low, "every time I see you in that dress, it’s as if the shadows themselves are drawn to your elegance. You could make the Grim Reaper himself hesitate."

You raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on your lips. "And what, pray tell, would you do if the Grim Reaper came knocking?"

His grin widened, and he leaned even closer, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "Oh, I’d invite him to join us for dinner, of course. But only if you agreed to wear that dress. A fitting companion for our macabre soirée."

You laughed, a sound that danced in the air like a siren's call. It warmed his heart, sending a thrill through him. The way your eyes sparkled with mischief made him feel alive, as if he had stumbled upon a secret no one else could know.

"You're too much, Jason," you replied, shaking your head playfully. "But flattery will get you everywhere."

He feigned a sigh, clutching his chest dramatically. "Ah, but how can I not gush over the woman who makes even the darkness jealous? You are like a night sky full of stars, and I am but a moth, drawn to your light."

You couldn’t help but smile at his theatrics. Jason stood up from his seat, moving around the table with the grace of a dancer. As he reached you, he gently took your hands in his, his gaze intensifying. “Every moment spent with you feels like a dance—dangerous, delightful, and utterly thrilling. I would face any monster, any curse, just to see you smile.”

Your heart raced as you gazed into his deep, stormy eyes, feeling the warmth of his presence envelop you. “And what if that monster is you?” you teased, unable to resist.

“Then I would be your monster,” he replied with a devilish grin, “if it meant I could keep you by my side forever.”

In that moment, surrounded by the flickering candles and the echoes of thunder outside, you realized you wouldn’t want it any other way. With a playful spark in your eyes, you leaned closer, your foreheads touching, the tension electrifying the air around you.

“Just don’t forget who the real monster is,” you whispered, lips curving into a playful smirk, and in that breath, Jason knew you were exactly where you both belonged: in each other’s darkness.

[the-sussy-imposter2]

So i was thinking about making some characters and a story to post about here (with the purpose of comfort vore and so on, all that jazz) and i think i came up with the best thing ever.

It started as some characters to accompany my sona, and turned into a full circus. So. PLEASE. Let me know if you guys want the full thing.

(Btw, jest is my sona, and all these characters still need names !! Other than the tall shadow guy (billy, my dear husband :3) and the clown girl with the balloons, who is named bingo balloon, or maybe bingo baby. I havent decided yet, but im leaning towards balloon. Oh and the jack in the box flower, her name is bloomy)

If i were to go all out with this story, id rebrand this blog to "jests circus of delights" and share little comic scenarios of all these characters and their shenanagins (and maybe also allow asks and requests and stuff about the cast and all that, yknow, let people interact with it in a sfw way of course)

But i wanna know what you guys think :3 also, prompt for anyone reading or rbing, who do you think is pred, and who do you think is prey? (Also, for bingo balloon, shes canocially fifteen, so please just try and be normal and not weird !! This is sfw vore only, no matter the age of the characters, either)

[bericas]

isaac & scott / mason & theo | sometimes all i think about is you

[sunjestic]

I have been listening to “Baby Mine” on loop for 6 hours

[aq2003]

yes yes mr tennatn malvolio is a shakespearean dream role of yours pbut please consjider if i have to watch you play malvolio with my eyes i may a) start crying and never stop or b) disintegrated from pure unfiltered secondhand embarrassment

[dreadfulvampyr]

watching granada holmes season 2 episode 5 the abbey grange drunk on expensive stout on halloween is, i imagine, the goth autistic girl equivalent of snorting crack off the back of a toilet at a rave

[aashiqeddiediaz]

and btw don't pull that "I'm a POC and I'm speaking for the POC" when your little buddie friends been sending racial slurs to BIPOC fans inboxes for YEARS and bullying us out of the fandom for YEARS. as I said KEEP THAT SAME ENERGY. the queer in the room don't have to do all the fucking work either. but y'all been fine being homophobic (and racist and misogynistic) when you think it's a convenient weapon

keep tapdancing for them little white girls like they won't step on your neck when you get uppity

damn anon, i pity you deeply. unlike you, at least i have a backbone - makes it harder for them to step on me.

never once have i said in any of these asks that i speak for all poc or queer people, and im never going to speak for everyone. on my blog, i share my experience. this ask just kinda proves that you're missing the whole point of my post.

"your little buddie friends" is a whole separate issue, which was not the point of the post that you obviously didn't read - it wasn't about ships at all, it was about people constantly putting buck in this "woe is he" position without a single glance around at any of the other characters.

please go touch grass ◡̈

[theidiotomelette]

WARNING⚠️⚠️‼️‼️‼️‼️: gore thought......????

im thinking that after burn spice cookie ripped off golden cheese wings for some reason he literally EAT HER WINGS....like a KFC wings...??..i think....

Burn spice:*nyom* *nyom *nyom*

Golden cheese:wtf thats my FACKIN WINGS YOU BI-

(orrrr...if that scene were shown in the game...well...☠️☠️☠️☠️ That would be..pretty..dark and brutal..right.?..)

Reblog...if you had a another thought of this crazy idea

[aster1a-star]

wip

haha UK OC sketch wip on a thing I'm making based of the Self-Rage thing I'm writing on this loser

[lokh]

shuro got two drawings. TWO. and im the only one excited about it

[invece-sto-sdraiato]

everyone's losing their shit at 'we love together' and a lot of random moments from the wttb ep, here I am not forming a single coherent thought since 'capybara capybara capybara' and nace's pure existence

[immobiliter]

@apocryphis sent: "thank you for dropping by, furina. i was keen on finding a moment today in what i suspect will be a packed schedule for you..." the iudex has heard of clorinde's and navia's plans for their former archon - and far from him the thought of taking any time out of this very special programme indeed, but, he dares hope they will all forgive him a brief moment of selfishness. after all, all he wants is a moment of privacy to deliver his own gift for her in person. "i have something i wished to give you in person. just a moment..."

the iudex rises from the sofa and steps towards his office, upon which a small, square package carefully wrapped in blue and white rests. with a gentle (perhaps even pleased) smile, he returns to his guest, takes seat at her side once more, and hands her her gift - one of a somewhat special nature. "when thinking about what to gift you for your birthday, i remembered your many lessons about the meaning of fashion, clothing, and jewelry over the years - here is to hoping i applied them correctly, after all this time."

upon opening her gift, furina will find a brooch, in the shape of a lumitoile, just a little bigger than a coin of mora; its heart carved out of the pristine nacre of beryl conch, and adorned with intricate patterns made out of small, polished and glimmering transoceanic pearls, all held together by an elegant silver frame. "i must give credit where credit is due - while i may be the hand behind this brooch, the melusines insisted on helping me gather the finest materials to craft it." he dutifully reports. "and there is something else... please, go ahead and instill a fraction of hydro power in it."

and as furina does, the heart of the brooch glimmers; and a soft, delicate music begins to play gently at their ear. neuvillette's smile grows softer. "and this would be a gift from scylla... a fragment of a memory from ancient remurian times and their famous symphonies. it can only be played by fueling this brooch with hydro elemental energy of vishap or dragon origin... such as your vision." a gift from dragonkin, for fighting for five hundred years for them without even knowing it. a gift of gratitude, and of friendship, and acceptance. "happy birthday, furina."

        “ Of course. ” Furina smiled warmly at him as he rose from the sofa, casting her gaze idly around his office as she waited for him to retrieve her gift — unchanged, as always, but no longer a place that evoked in her such a debilitating sense of panic that she couldn't so much as walk through the door. No longer was the Palais Mermonia her gilded cage, a place she could only associate with the painful memories of centuries past. Now, it was a place she could come and go from as she pleased, a place where she could still find her Iudex hard at work — and while she no longer barged in uninvited these days, he was still always pleased to see her. “ You've been at my side for nearly every single birthday of mine — all the ones I can remember, at least. I couldn't possibly break that tradition. ” Though this year there were no speeches, or parades, or eleventh hour tempers on display because arrangements hadn't matched her exacting standards. “ I'm still trying to decide if I should call this my five hundred and... twelfth, I think? — uh, five hundred and something birthday, or my... first birthday. You know, seeing as I'm actually a year older this year. ”

       It was perhaps a strange thing to be happy about to those who did not know what the true significance of this day was, but she knew Neuvillette understood.

       As he returned to sit beside her, handing over his gift, Furina smiled fondly to herself. An initially challenging, though always extremely attentive, student, she had no reason to doubt the contents of the small, square box in front of her — thoughtfulness had always been something that Neuvillette had excelled at, in her opinion. Still, nothing could have quite prepared her for the intricate, detailed nature of the brooch that she unwrapped her package to reveal. She recognised the shape at once: a lumitoile, one of her favourite creatures populating Fontaine's beaches. Slowly, she ran her thumb over the shape, quietly marvelling at it for a moment. “ You made this, Neuvillette? ”

       His next instruction, surprising as it was, gave her his answer. Cautiously, Furina held the brooch in her open hand and closed her eyes, willing a small, controlled amount of hydro power to the surface of her gloved fingertips ( as she herself had been taught in return for her own efforts all those years ago ). She was rewarded by the start of a gentle melody, emanating from the small object in her hand. Furina turned to Neuvillette. Scylla. Remuria. She recalled Neuvillette telling her about Petrichor and the secrets contained in the seas beneath it not so long ago. Hydro elemental energy of vishap or dragon origin... such as your vision. Her eyes widened, realising just how deeply personal a gift this was. Not just from Neuvillette, but from one of his kin that she'd yet to even meet. A gift unique to her, the first to have been granted a hydro vision not from Celestia or via their edict to the Seven, but from a dragon sovereign.

       What had been done here in Fontaine for all of the dragons in Teyvat, the shattering of the order wrought down by her divine half, was purely accidental on her part... but had not gone unappreciated, it seemed.

       Words surely could not do such a gift justice, not with the rush of emotions that had currently rendered Furina a little speechless. She carefully placed the brooch and its box down on the empty sofa space beside her, before reaching up and wrapping her arms around Neuvillette's shoulders, pulling him into a hug. She expected him to tense a little in her embrace — after all, affection like this had never been their way, not in five whole centuries. But that did not mean that it couldn't be their way forward now, human as she was, finally unburdened by her last devastating secret as the two of them were. Either way, she needed him to know. “ Thank you. ”

[dolceaspidenera]

Tagged by @howlsmovinglibrary and @senualothbrok - thank you! 😊❤

prompt: post a poll with five of your favorite characters and let your followers choose their favorite

Honestly, I have so many characters that I love for one reason or another, choosing only five was tough. I should do a separate poll for the ladies 🤔

I know no one is going to know the last one but I wanted to give the spotlight to a less-known franchise/title. Honestly, it's a crime that Kekkaishi isn't more known.

Tagging (no pressure as usual): @vspin @cleric4vampire @phasebun

[ghostofasecretary]

it's been a while since i've cried hard enough to have a headache but. sure got there today, babes!