#Water Verse

[sulfurzee]

Something about the Trawlerman having two faces

[noodles-and-tea]

have you seen the spiderverse movies?

OF COURSE!!!

[chenziee]

Law gulped heavily, watching as the tiny, oh-so-tiny piece of paper moved weakly across his palm, getting smaller with every second as the edges burned more and more. There was barely anything left. Barely enough to hang onto any hope. “What are you doing?” Law growled, but he could barely hear himself. There was a hum in his ears, a white noise that didn’t mean anything, didn’t serve any purpose but to drive him even more mad. He refused to believe this. The paper had to be lying. There was simply no way, no way that Luffy lost. No way that his life was about to disappear, leaving behind nothing but a few specks of ash.

I (once again) commissioned the incredible @kagamiciel for this gorgeous piece to go with my fic Ash (from the Ashes of Life series) and I couldn't be happier with the result!! I mean, look at it, it's so so so beautiful 😭🤍

[phantomrose96]

The start of TSV season 3 brings a lot of scary character developments. Carpenter a hunted fugitive at the end of her rope. Faulkner drunk on ambition and power. Paige drunk on... well, alcohol, under the unbearable and crushing weight of having a whole religion hinge on her. Val being... that.

But by FAR the scariest character development is Hayward. I can think of no clearer indication the world has turned on its head than the fact that Hayward has become competent, reasonable, and (god) capable of multiple successes? Unthinkable. Unfathomable. Guy Who's Got It Most Figured Out in season 3 and the fact that it's Hayward is chilling. Who did this.

[twinkle-art]

going🚗💨eden raids

[stillwaterinc]

i have nowhere to put my batman thoughts so they’re going here

jason comes back as the red hood, planning to take out his little replacement or at least hurt him bad enough that he drops the suit and lets robin die but suddenly, a month before his plan is to start, robin disappears. and so does the joker.

what? jason looks, he scours security cameras and internet forums, even weasels his was into the gcpd’s files and…

nothing. there’s nothing.

no bodies reported, joker’s not in arkham or black gate or any other prison, he hasn’t finally been given the death penalty he just. disappeared.

he can’t find anything on robin either, or tim drake, for months until he stumbles upon a nearly perfect patient file in some hospital records.

nearly. it’d be perfect to anyone else but jason, even years later, can recognize bruce and barbara’s finger prints all over it. it’s a cover. a cover for what though? he reads through the file, tim drake’s file, presumably and finds… well.

someone clearly tortured the kid, and with the meds he was being prescribed it got to him. it would’ve gotten to anyone.

jason shudders reading the initial injury report. electric burns, lots of them, are what catches his eye the most but there’s all kinds of stuff. what catches his eye the most though is the lacerations that had to be stitched either side of the kid’s mouth. shit.

he doesn’t get the full picture, not yet, but pieces are starting to come together. the joker has been missing for a while, just a little longer than jason’s replacement has been in the hospital for some violent injuries.

the joker is missing.

tim drake is in the hospital.

something happened, clearly. the joker did something to tim, something awful, something bad enough that the joker disappeared and the kid’s been in the hospital for weeks.

bruce didn’t make it in time, only this time robin wasn’t dead, he’d been broken.

someone had gotten to robin, to tim drake, before jason could, had gotten to him so badly that even after he was released he wasn’t robin anymore.

not because he didn’t want to be, a few bugs here and there in the manor let him know that much, but because bruce wouldn’t let him.

it comes out, in one of these arguments, that time killed the joker. shot him dead. and jason almost wants to congratulate the kid for it, or wants to strangle bruce and ask him how the hell he let robin, who’s just a kid, tim, who’s just a fucking kid, get anywhere near a position where he had the means and desire to fatally shoot the joker.

because that’s it, isn’t it? the reason jason’s like this, doing this, is because of the joker. jason knows how to use guns because of the joker. he’ll never go to college like a normal kid because of the joker. and now tim.

tim wants to be robin, asks for it, begs bruce to let him back out in the suit and jason nearly finds himself agreeing with bruce. the joker’s gone sure but what if someone else tries the same thing? what if someone tries worse? being in the suit’s already gotten tim this much pain, why risk more?

it hits jason, one night, that he stopped being angry at tim a while ago. a long while. he can’t be angry at bruce either, because the joker is dead. there’s no one to enact vengeance for his death on anymore.

anyways most of my posts are about incest please don’t follow me for batman content

[technically-human]

I don't know the rules for art requests so I'm hoping if I do this wrong you'll just ignore this message. I really, really like your Dead Boy Detectives art and I've been following it since the first comic with the soul orbs. I also like your different AUs and crossovers.

Could you write/draw a comic where Doom Patrol Charles meets Reverse Verse Charles? I think that could be interesting because those are the two versions of Charles who admit they're in love with Edwin, but also those two are on opposite ends of the emotional stability scale. That's probably not a good word for it-- what I mean is that DP-Charles seems comfortable with himself while RV-Charles thinks he's an absolutely terrible person, and RV-Charles is kind of manipulative at times while DP-Charles seems to be aware of others' feelings and gives them space.

Also, I think RV-Edwin and DP-Edwin might enjoy sassing each other too much.

No rules, just a lot of patience! Reading your comments always makes me happy, so I made this little thing very quickly :) I'm sure there's a lot of fun interactions for them to have, but it might take me a while to come up with more stuff.

I don't think DP!Charles has advice for RV!Charles... after all, they're kind of in the same boat. But maybe he can teach him a thing or two about giving Edwin time and space? I would love the see everyone's thoughts, because this seems like it could be a fun dynamic.

Thank you for the request, and to everyone else who sent me one: I live in shame. I will get to them.

ko-fi

[garden-of-thoughts-fruit-of-lips]

A fun fact from a biblical standpoint: if we were to walk on the sea floor as if there were no sea, the 7 continents would be like 7 mountains, but since there are seas, the 7 mountains look like 7 heads; that's why we are so surprised by how deep the sea really goes - we only see the “heads” of these “mountains.”

Revelation 17:7

So the angel said to me: “Why is it that you were amazed? I will tell you the mystery of the woman and of the wild beast that is carrying her and that has the seven heads and the ten horns:

Revelation 17:9

...The seven heads mean seven mountains...

[catwyk]

pov you are brother faulkner about to excute a Pro Prophet Move

speedpaint here

[blue-mood-blue]

Rio’s request for Miles, before everything went way, way off the rails, was to take care of her little boy when no one else would - treat him kindly and remind him that he belongs

How literally do you think Miles is going to take that

Miles (1610): I just want you to know, if nobody else told you today… I love you

Miles (42): No

Miles (1610): I appreciate you and how talented you are at punching things

Miles (42): No shut up

Miles (1610): And even though you’re not a spidey and were prevented from your fate of becoming a spidey due to circumstances outside of your control in a cosmic mistake that only made your life worse, I want you to know… you belong

Miles (42): Shut up shut up shut up I hate you

[valtsv]

hey girls did you know that um. regret is only possible with hindsight. you can only regret what you can't change. btw.

[roppiepop]

Guy who controls metal and guy who controls minds have a waltz in prison

[shrimpler]

with my life

[girldriveroscar]

carcar dynamics… thoughts?? ive been reading fic recently and im partial to oscar bossing carlos around lol

bro i have so many carcar thoughts like i had to cut myself off here bc i could fr not stop😭

BUT YESSSSSSSS MEAN OSCAR IS MY BREAD BUTTER AND JAM!

to me carcar thesis is, genz oscar who accepted he wasnt straight the minute he got a finger up there versus repressed catholic guilt daddy issues carlos and they have weird kinda bad (until it gets good) sex about it.

oscars whole thing is like,,, youre the most annoying motherfucker on earth trapped in a hot mans body (and i have to suck your dick bc thats just unfair) and carlos’ thing is im a latent bisexual who thinks sexually dominating the guy i dont like isnt gay – i’m just asserting that im a better driver in all ways (including rimming (bro what))

carlos feminizes oscar a shit ton bc he’s only had sex w woman prior to this and oscar dgaf he’s game for whatever as long as carlos shuts up in the end by oscar #freaking the brains out him

but oscar fs gets off to carlos crying and WANKS IT to carlos’ whiny radios (and eventually carlos gets over himself when he realizes he js wants to be told what to do an he lets oscar dom)

[cherrywhite]

Okay some of these I had written down before chapter 43 but I finally found the time to sit down and make a bingo sheet for the last few episodes. Ranging from Legitimate Predictions to Things I Want to Happen to You Know What? Sure 🤠

Template if anyone wants to make one of their own:

[writingsully]

Feelings for a friend?

Pairing: Lo'ak x human!reader

Summary: You and Lo'ak have been best friends since you were just little children. But what happens when you slowly develop feelings for him?

Warnings: none

Word count: 2,8k

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this one and I have a lot of ideas for a second or even a third part. Maybe I'll make this a small series :)

You grew up on Pandora, the lab guys took care of both you and Spider. Growing up alongside him, he was like a brother to you, taking care of you when you were sick, exploring the forest together, playing tricks on each other and supporting each other when you needed it the most. You were inseparable, to say the least.

To both of you, the Sully’s were like family. You would come to the village when you were younger to play with the Omaticaya children. You developed a tight bond with the Sully’s, but the bond you had with Lo’ak was a special one. Whenever you two played together, it didn’t feel like you were a human, and he was na’vi. To you, your differences were non-existent. That’s what you liked about him so much; he didn’t treat you any differently from the others.

The only difference Lo’ak would constantly point out, was your height difference. Lo’ak loved how short you were compared to him. He loved it when you were four years old and he loves it now that you are older too. He would always call you ‘shorty’ and use your head as an armrest, something you didn’t mind at all. It was his way of showing affection towards you. In return, you would grab his tail, tugging at it slightly, earning a hiss from him before grabbing his tail and tucking it close to his body every single time. You thought his reaction was cute. But so was the way he slightly dips his head and blushes whenever he gets a compliment from you and the way his two braids fall in front of his face whenever his hair is tied up.

You never realized you were slowly falling in love with your best friend until you two went for a walk during nighttime. The day had been very hot, even for Pandoran weather. Most na’vi took it easy that day, only hunting on fish and staying in the shadows. The heat was difficult for humans, especially because the air was so humid, which is why most humans chose to stay inside that day, you included. It was only after eclipse when Lo’ak came over to ask if you wanted to explore the forest together.

You were in your bedroom, blasting the air-conditioning at the highest setting, laying on your bed reading magazines. You were looking at different type of outfits you wished you could wear. You didn’t have any human clothing on Pandora, except the lab guys did. They had offered you shirts and shorts in your size, but you refused every single time because you thought they were hideous. You wanted to make a statement with your clothing, but those boring khaki shorts and plain colored shirts were not doing it. That’s why you chose to wear na’vi clothes. You became quite skilled in making those and every piece of clothing you owned was made by you. Even some na’vi women liked the tops and loincloths you made and requested you made some for them too. Today you were wearing a top embraided with leaves and crystals and your loincloth was a beautiful shade of purple, the ties laying perfectly on your waist, really accentuating your figure.

‘What are you doing?’ you shrieked at the voice that suddenly came from behind you, though you didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.

‘Lo’ak, you skxawng!’ you laid your hand on your chest as you turned around and smacked your best friend on his arm, earning a chuckle from him. ‘You scared me.’

‘Oops, sorry not sorry.’ He grabbed the magazine that you were reading from the bed and started looking at the models posing on the pages. ‘Is this another one of your gossip thingy’s?’

‘It’s called a magazine,’ you said as you took it from his hand. ‘And it’s not gossip. I was looking at outfits.’

Your best friend raises his brows ‘outfits?’

‘The clothing humans wear,’ you said matter-of-factly.

‘Yes, I know what outfits are,’ Lo’ak rolled his eyes as he flipped through some pages. ‘But why? You don’t wear this.’

‘Because I like them.’ Lo’ak looked at you for a second and then back to the magazine, turning it around so that you could see what he was looking at.

‘What, this?’

The model on the picture was wearing high waist black flairs with a big brown leather belt. Her top was also black, but it had a V-shaped neckline embraided with gold-coloured lines and flowers. Over that she was wearing a burgundy red knitted cardigan, which reached her calf muscles. Her high heels matched her cardigan perfectly and her golden necklace also matched her top. She looked stunning.

‘Look at her! Her outfit is beautiful, I wish I could wear it.’ You said with enthusiasm.

‘Those shoes look uncomfortable.’ Lo’ak stated as he looked a little closer to the picture.

‘Fashion isn’t always comfortable.’ You took the magazine from him and laid it on your desk, on top of the other magazines you have read a thousand times.

‘You’re weird,’ Lo’ak chuckled and shook his head.

‘So are you. That’s why we get along so well.’ You smiled at your best friend and sat back on your bed. The na’vi boy put his mask to his face and took a breath before speaking again.

‘Do you want to explore tonight? I found a lake not so far from here, maybe we can swim.’ He looked at you expectantly; his ears were perked up and his tail was swaying enthusiastically. You looked at him for a moment, debating whether you wanted to go outside. In here you had air-conditioning and outside was way too hot for your liking. But exploring the forest with your best friend was always so much fun. Besides, you found the way he looked at you very cute; his eyes were glistening, and his lips had curled into a sweet smile. How can you say no to him?

‘I’d love that,’ you returned his enthusiasm as you jumped off your bed.

The walk in the forest was silent except for the sounds of the animals. You were looking at the beauty of the bioluminescence, creating a calm hue around you. It was still hot outside and within a couple of minutes of walking, you started sweating. ‘I am so jealous you don’t sweat,’ you puffed, looking at Lo’ak who was walking in front of you, making his way through the plants gracefully. ‘It’s so hot.’

Lo’ak suddenly turned around and stopped walking. You were so focused on talking that you didn’t notice him turning around. You walked straight into him and took hold of his arms to steady yourself. ‘Ngaytxoa (sorry), I didn’t notice you turned around.’ You looked up at him and noticed he was staring down at you, laughing.

‘It’s okay,’ the na’vi boy said as he looked into your eyes. You smiled up at him and noticed how beautiful his eyes were. They were a perfect shade of yellow and held so much compassion. His long, dark lashes really complimented them. What also complimented Lo’ak were his bioluminescent freckles that created a beautiful pattern on his face. You started following the pattern with your eyes, mesmerized by their beauty. You looked at the way they climbed up his nose and onto his forehead, creating a beautiful pattern that followed his stripes.

‘What are you looking at?’ Lo’aks question took you out of your trance.

‘Nothing,’ you said quickly as you looked at the ground beneath your feet, hoping he wouldn’t see the blush that had crept on your cheeks. Did he really notice you staring at him? You heard the boy chuckle as he grabbed your hand and took you with him, continuing the path you were walking before. 

‘I want to show you something.’ He pulled aside a branch with huge leaves, making an entrance to the most beautiful scenery you have ever seen in your life. Lo’ak guided you forward and gently released your hand as you stepped into the open space, looking around in awe. In front of you was a small lake, covered by various vines and branches, creating a small, secluded area. Around the lake were numerous amounts of plants that made some sort of barrier, their bioluminescence creating a calming atmosphere. You stepped one foot into the lake, feeling its cool water coming to life around your ankle. It was a relief to finally be able to cool down from the warmth of the day.

‘Lo’ak,’ you started, but you didn’t know what to say. This place was so mesmerizing, it left you speechless. You turned around to face him and noticed that he had come through the opening and was now standing close to you. He crouched down to your height and smiled at you.

‘I came across this place when I was hunting yesterday, and it made me think of you. I thought you might like it here.’ The smile that crept on your lips became bigger and bigger by the second.

‘Oh, Lo’ak, I love this place! It is so beautiful.’ You looked around you in awe again before turning back to him. ‘I don’t know what to say,’ you whispered as you threw your arms around his neck, standing on your tippy toes to properly give him a hug. ‘Irayo (thank you).’

The boy put his big arms around you and embraced you in his warmth. His embrace made you feel comfortable and at home. If only you could feel like this all the time, you would do anything to feel his embrace forever. ‘Do you want to get into the water?’ he asked as he released his arms from around you. You nodded as you turned around to face the water again. As soon as you took a couple of steps into the water, a chill goes down your spine. The water was cold. Not too cold, but enough to cool down from the heat of the day. You didn’t notice Lo’ak going into the water before he spoke.

‘Is it too cold?’ the water already reached above his waist as he stood in the middle of the lake. How did he get in so fast? You shook your head.

‘No, it’s not too cold. It’s just a little chilly.’ You took a couple of steps toward your friend, but stopped as soon as the water reached your belly. You always needed more time to adjust to the temperature switch from the hot air to the cold water. You took a deep breath and took another slow step forward. You looked at Lo’ak who was still standing in the same place, smirking at you.

‘You sure, shorty?’ You splashed some water toward him in response.

‘I just need to get used to the temperature.’ ‘I can help you with that,’ Lo’ak said with a devilish smirk on his face. Your eyes grew wide as he took a couple of steps forward. You wanted to run away from him, but before you could even turn around, a pair of big hands took a hold of your waist and pulled you down into the water.

‘Lo’ak, no!’ you shrieked before you were pulled down, getting immersed by the cold water. You reached back to the surface as fast as you could, and you could hear laughter as soon as you stuck your head out of the water.

‘You skxawng!’ you said as you splashed water towards your friend, laughing even though you were a bit chilly now. The water was a bit colder than you expected. 

‘What? You were taking too long!’ Lo’ak smirked as he saw you swimming toward an overhanging branch. It wasn’t too high; when you finished climbing and finally sat down, your feet were dangling in the water.

‘I’m cold now,’ you said as a shiver ran down your spine. ‘And it’s all because you pulled me down!’

‘You would have gotten cold either way,’ the na’vi said as he walked towards you. ‘I just sped up the process.’ He was now standing in front of you, and you were thankful of the branch you were sitting on because now you could finally look at his face without having to crane your neck. You noticed he was getting closer to you as he put his hands on either side of you, resting on the branch. You caught yourself by surprise as your breath hitched in your throat and you felt butterflies in your stomach. Were you nervous? If so, why? You had never felt this way around Lo’ak before.

‘If I would have had the chance to get used to the temperature, I would not be as cold as I am now.’ You tried to focus on the conversation, but you found your eyes constantly shifting to his lips. They looked so soft and so kissable.

‘Going slow only makes it worse,’ he said, but you weren’t listening. Your mind was racing with thoughts. You didn’t understand these feelings. You just realized that every time Lo’ak spoke your name, you had this funny feeling in your stomach. You enjoyed when you would hang out and it would just be the two of you. You enjoyed laying on your bed together and watching movies or listening to music, but that is normal for friends, right? You thought he was beautiful, and you would study his features whenever you had the chance. The thought of how kissable his lips looked, only now occurred to you. You were taken aback by these thoughts and your puzzled look didn’t go unnoticed by Lo’ak.

‘Y/n?’ he asked. ‘Everything okay?’ There it was again: that feeling in your stomach. It only worsened when Lo’ak put his hands on your shoulders. It was when he started shaking you that you got back from your thoughts.

‘Hmm?’ you hummed as you saw him looking at you with worry in his eyes. ‘Are you okay, y/n?’ he asked again. You only now realized that you zoned out in front of him.

‘Oh, Eywa,’ you shook your head ‘I am sorry Lo’ak. I got lost in my thoughts. I didn’t realize you were talking to me.’ You took hold of one of his hands that were still resting on your shoulders and squeezed it slightly.

‘What were you thinking about? You were looking puzzled.’ He squeezed your hand back and let his other hand fall from your shoulder as he jumped on the branch, taking a seat next to you. The branch moved much more from his weight than it did from yours, and you only now realized that you were not na’vi. It’s not like you didn’t know that you were human before. You were just so used to being with the na’vi that the difference never crossed your mind.

The flutters in your stomach you got from being around Lo’ak now troubled you. You weren’t sure if you were in love with him because you have never been in love before, but if you were, you were in for a lot of heartbreak. It would never work out because he is na’vi and you’re human.

You wanted to tell him about your inner conflict and opened your mouth, but you reconsidered quickly. He couldn’t find out about this. He would think you are weird, and he would not want to be your best friend anymore. That’s why you replied with the easiest answer: ‘nothing.’ You bowed your head and looked at your hands that were still intertwined. His hand was so big compared to yours. If it wouldn’t work out because of your species, then it wouldn’t work out because of your difference in size.

Lo’ak furrowed his brows as he took a stronger hold on your hand, making you look up to him again. ‘Tanhì (star), I know that look. Something is bothering you. Why won’t you tell me?’ A slight brush crept up your cheeks hearing the nickname he sometimes called you. You looked into his eyes and saw genuine worry. You wanted to tell him, but you couldn’t. You didn’t want to ruin your friendship.

You sighed and bowed your head. ‘I’m not sure what’s bothering me,’ you spoke slowly, taking each word in consideration. ‘I have a lot of things on my mind, but I’m not sure if I’m ready to talk about it yet. I think I must sort it out for myself first.’

It took a couple of seconds for him to respond. ‘That’s fine,’ Lo’ak said eventually as he put his arm around you and squeezed your shoulder slightly. ‘I’ll always be here for you.’ A smile crept on your face as you leaned into him, resting your head on his side.

‘Thank you, my ‘eylan (friend).’ ‘You’re welcome, ma y/n.’