#Welp I’m spooky

[zomdollightfull]

hi guys I’m feeding y’all

@welpimspooky

[welpimspooky]

Tommy and Sunkist

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[miis-are-cool]

Finally finished the watching the animated version of the story

[inkandpaintleopard]

So I was thinking about HBC Roy again, y'know, as you do, and I realized that the later redesigns for HBC Skid and Pump have stuff going on with their right eye, and HBC Roy has a big scar over his right eye

It's 100% a coincidence but I thought it was neat

Ok the first thing I thought of was that HBC Monster has that too?

And apparently so does Boyfriend?

Like yeah it’s definitely coincidental but like what if there’s a theory to be formed

[jinjeriffic]

DCxDP Prophecy universe

(Title subject to change)

Sometimes Danny really hated Clockwork. You’ll know him when you see him. “Cryptic and unhelpful as usual”, Danny groused. “You’d think the Master of Time could be a little more descriptive considering it’s his damned errands I’m running here, but noooo! I’m starting to think this whole apprenticeship is just an excuse to foist his busywork off on me.”

Here Danny was, aimlessly flying above the rooftops of Gotham, trying to figure out who he was supposed to be delivering his message to. He had a name, but no description and no location. I’ll know him when I see him my ass. Whoever this Damian Al-Ghul was supposed to be had better stick out like a sore thumb or Danny was never gonna find him. Speaking of…

Danny paused in mid-air. There was someone crouching on a nearby rooftop, peering over the edge. He was young, wearing a red and yellow outfit with a dark hooded cape. He wore a sheathed sword on his back that looked way too real to be part of some casual cosplay. Welp, if this ain’t him then Clockwork picked the wrong errand boy. Now, how best to approach this?

Danny considered his options. The cloak and apprentice staff Clockwork had loaned him gave him a suitably spooky appearance on top of his usual ghostliness but he wasn’t gonna go around scaring kids, armed or not. The friendly approach it is then.

“Hey there!”

Wow, the kid had some good reflexes. At the sound of Danny’s voice he jumped as if electrocuted, spinning around and drawing his sword in one smooth movement. He held the sword in front of himself in a defensive position and his stance showed that he knew how to use it. “Who the hell are you?” he barked.

“Easy there” Danny raised his hands in a placating gesture “I’m just here to deliver a message. I’m looking for someone named Damian Al-Ghul. You wouldn’t happen to be him, right?”

A deepening scowl was his only answer. “I repeat, who the hell are you?”

Danny sighed “Look kid, I’m just trying to do my job here. I have a prophecy to deliver, so if you’re not this Damian fella…” he trailed off invitingly.

“A… prophecy?” the kid hesitated before lowering his sword slightly, scowl still firmly in place.

“Yep” Danny popped the end of the word for emphasis “Phantom, apprentice to the Ghost of Time and part-time delivery spectre, at your service” he threw the kid a mock salute. “My Boss told me to come to Gotham to give a prophecy to you’ll know him when you see him” he dropped his voice to a lower register and made airquotes around the words, “and you’re the only memorable person I’ve seen tonight, so…” Danny spread his arms in exasperation.

The kid hesitated visibly before letting his sword hand drop to his side. “I am the one you’re looking for.”

“Great! Hang on.” Danny pulled a messenger bag out from under his cloak and started rummaging around in it, causing the kid (Damian?) to twitch “Now where did I put..? Aha!” Danny pulled out a faintly glowing envelope in triumph. It had a large purple wax seal on it and Damian Al-Ghul written in elegant cursive across the back. Danny floated closer and held out the envelope to the kid.

“The prophecy… is a letter?” Damian drawled, eyebrows rising in disbelief. Danny shrugged.

“What, did you expect a dancing, singing telegram? I only do those for the really good tippers” he shook the envelope slightly “So, are you gonna take this or what?”

Damian finally reached out and took the letter, turning it over to scrutinise both sides. Danny tucked his bag back under his cloak and rose into the air.

“Right, I’ve got other errands to get done, so… see ya!” he turned to leave.

“Wait”

Danny turned back to face the kid and to his surprise, saw that Damian was holding out some folded bills towards him.

“You know the tipping thing was a joke, right?”

“Tt. I am told it is rude not to tip delivery people” Damian sniffed “I am simply acting within expected social norms”

“Wow, um… okay” Danny took the folded bills from Damian. It looked like it would last him for a couple of good meals and he wasn’t exactly swimming in money, okay? Ghost apprentice wasn’t exactly a paid internship. “Thanks?”

“You’re welcome” came the haughty reply.

Danny shrugged and tucked the money into his bag. He rose back into the air with Damian’s eyes tracking his movement. With a wave of his staff, he opened a portal back to Clockwork’s realm and passed through it leaving Gotham behind.

****

Robin’s hand rose to the communicator in his ear.

“Oracle, did you get all that?”

Now has a Part 2!

[mollymagician]

Using the fact that ao3’s down as a reason not to be mad at myself for finishing chapter 2 of my street artist!Dream story tonight

But I’ll post a niblit of what I got as an offering to the gods of Please Bring Our Stories Back 🙏

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As Matthew lifted his phone to snap a shot, Hob said, “Hey. Uh. Maybe don’t post this one.”

“What?” he squawked. “It’s free advertising, dude. Why not?” At Matthew’s perplexed look, Hob could only shrug.

He didn’t have to wait long for it to click “Oooohhh. I see.”

“Matt.”

“Aww.” Matthew followed him back around the front of the building and through the main entrance. For all he looked broad and soft-edged, once he latched his brain on something, he was relentless. It was like being pecked to death by ducks. Pecked to death by something, anyway. “Oh come on, man, it’s adorable.”

“Matthew, zip it.” Hob ducked past the bar, hoping he could make a quick exit into the kitchen. This wasn’t a conversation they could have out here, not if he wanted his dignity intact. Any moment now—

“Not that I’m not a fan of anyone telling Matt to zip it, but why are we telling Matt to zip it this time in particular?”

Hob sighed. Too late, he was doomed.

Dar’s russet head poked through the kitchen doors, followed by the rest of her, busily tying on an apron. They’d just opened for the day and only a few regulars had so far trickled in, at least, which meant there would be minimal witnesses to what he was about to endure.

“Our resident mysterious artist left him a token of affection on the wall in the alley and he wants to keep it all to himself.”

“Ooh!” Dar said brightly. “Tall Dark and Spooky strikes again!?” Matthew handed her his phone where the photo of the yellow and gold flames swirled in miniature. She gave a little whistle. “Oh my!”

Hob dragged a hand over his face. “It’s not a token of affection.”

“Wanna bet?” Matthew pulled out his wallet and waggled it. “Bet you ten bucks. Pounds. Whatever. Shit. What country am I in?”

“—and he’s not our mysterious artist,” Hob continued, undeterred.

“He’s decorating your pub and he likes my tea,” Dar said decisively. “That means he’s ours. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.”

“Actually I’m pretty sure most of the time you do.”

Hob wondered if noon really was too early to start drinking.

“I’m sure he’d be fine with the attention,” Matthew said, “considering that he’s dropping this stuff all over town.”

“No one knows anything about this guy, Matt,” Hob argued. But. You do, a little voice whispered in the back of his mind. You know how he likes his tea, you know his hands look cold, you know his eyes are the bluest thing you’ve ever seen— Hob shook it off and plucked the phone from Dar’s hand, closing the screen and poking it back into the front pocket of Matthew’s shirt. “You didn’t see the look he gave me last time he was here. Maybe he doesn’t actually want any kind of attention at all.”

“Well,” Dar said, flipping a dishtowel over one shoulder. “I can guess at least one type of attention he wants.” She looked past Hob and jutted her chin towards the door. Slowly, trying to be nonchalant and failing, Hob turned to glance behind him.

…you know his eyes are the bluest thing you’ve ever seen and he keeps looking at you with them…

Dream edged in through the door of the pub, cautiously. He moved, Hob thought, as though the space around him was packed with rickety shelves covered in teacups. Slow and precise. Or, as Matthew would say, like a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. As soon as his eyes met Hob’s he glanced quickly away and busied himself with settling in at his usual table.

“WELP I should be—“

“Oh look, I’m just gonna head—“

Hob watched in resigned amusement as Matthew and Dar both suddenly discovered they had somewhere else to be and nearly ran into each other trying to get there. He sighed, and set about making a cup of tea.

[librarian-computer]

Y’all- I’m so slow

I didn’t realize we were rapidly approaching spooky month-

Even though it’s only August-

Y’all I gotta get in my shit, man

Welp- time to draw for the lore in my naga au- might as well make it horror related. This is MY time of year! Love holloween, gotta be my favorite holiday

[rachelsfav-queer]

Do you have any Omegaverse Wenclair HCs?

Should I send NSFW Wenclair asks to your other account?

(Welp, this is an old post that's been sitting in my drafts for a while lol. I had started just before I decided to take a break from writing, so it's clearly a little out of date lol. But, I've added more before posting, so you'll probably see a stark difference. ANYWAY! Enjoy this almost 2 month old post lol.)

Well, to answer your second question, it’s totally alright to continue sending nsft asks here, just make sure that if you’re sending pictures, that there’s no explicit content. I can’t remove pictures that are sent in asks from a post. So just be careful of that!

And as for hcs!!! Let’s get started!

So, I just posted an old draft about this but,,,,

Enid has a dog penis

Her cock is shaped like a dog's,,,,, in both forms

Plain and simple

Enid is an alpha, but she's much more often to be service top

She doesn't like taking control in bed

And yes

Wednesday is a total power bottom

The dynamic just fits these two so well

I honestly think it's the perfect dynamic for them

Wednesday… loves anal

Of course, she loves the pain, that’s obvious

But she also loves the taboo of it. If there’s one thing an Addams loves, it’s the abnormal. The weird. The kooky and spooky

And Enid…

Yeah, she loves it too

And because I can make up whatever magic mumbo jumbo I want…

Wednesday doesn’t need to worry about any damage because Addamses have near supernatural durability and a slight healing factor

Sooooo…..

DAILY ANAL!!!!

okay okay seriously now

That’s all I’m doing cause I want this out of my drafts lmaoooo

[justaaveragereader]

Why Helllllo my lovelysss🖤, remember when like 3 months ago I said I was going to try and be more active…welp OBVIOUSLY that was a fail😔. After July it just became super busy in my life, so much to fill yall in on 🙄. That’s not what this post is about tho…it’s about the spooky season coming upon us!

I am bringing ✨Slashtober to 2024✨! I finished finalizing the list, and when I tell y’all it’s scrumptioussss🤌🏼! Slashtober will star Ateez as different slashers🔪! I’m thinking of dropping the list in the middle of September orrrrr…possibly the beginning of it👀 so be on the look out for it! Slashtober is coming to 2024👻!

[sophiaslittleblog]

I gained 300 new followers since yesterday. Shout out to my post about boooping bringing you all here. Anyway for all the new kids on the block my name is Sophia. I have cystic hygroma and I’m just a chronic re blogger. I hope you like seeing pics of cats and sailor moon lol! I have a spooky baby named Challa! Also I’m a fitness enthusiasts so I’ll also be posting about my meal preps and posting about my fitness journey! Welp that’s it! Thanks so much for the follow!

[ryuichirou]

Replies

More replies! Related to our posts from yesterday + a couple of JadeSil ones from a while ago.

Anonymous asked:

I guess Sebek will be annoyed on waking up in the morning with Silver only to realized animals are around.

lol yeah, imagine falling asleep with Silver and waking up to that one scene from Bambi where all the animals greet the new prince. Things Sebek has to get used to….

hipsterteller asked:

Welp at least they didn’t find a skeleton

You mean… under the birdies?! Spooky..!

Anonymous asked:

Poor Jamil can't catch a break even at clubs.. (he secretly loves it, don't tell anyone lol he's shy)

- basketball poly asker

(this is related to a reply from yesterday)

Yeeeah, it’s probably better for Jamil when he gets pestered by these boys: this way he gets to have some action but also don’t proactively seek it out lol But of course the thought itself would never occur to Jamil! It’s all his subconscious mind.

Anonymous asked:

Hehe...imagine Azul seeing Jamil and Ace together. Another jealously alert. Even better, Jamil, Ace, and Floyd together.

Azul would get jealous with anyone who gets close to Jamil probably lol So with Ace it would be the same scenario as it is with Ruggie: he’s confused about Jamil’s choice and tries to win him over.

And with Floyd, well, Azul would just have to shut up and be patient and hope that Floyd gets bored of Jamil… because if he tells Floyd to stop, Floyd is just going to cling to Jamil even more :(

Anonymous asked:

Hi! I’m that JadeSil shipper from that one ask, is it okay if you can give some hcs on how would Silver’s first time would go if it was with Jade?

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Anonymous asked:

I have Jade/Sil brainrot after seeing some other people talk about it…(and totally not because I am dirty minded)

What if one day Silver was eating Mushroom Risotto but it had a “special” mushroom (courtesy of Jade)  which had an aphrodisiac-like effect. Silver eventually asks Jade for help on why he feels so weird…and you can imagine how the rest goes

Sorry it took me so long to reply, Anon! Or are you two different Anons..? In any case, I’m sorry for taking so much time and for not giving a satisfying answer: since these two aren’t a ship we’re very invested in, even though we like it in theory, I won’t come up with any headcanons, but I’ll share my thoughts…. Because when I started to think about their first time, the setup I came up with was pretty much the same as what was mentioned in this second ask lol

Since the main theme/motif of their relationship that I always think about is mushrooms, I think the whole thing will start with Jade’s fascination with Silver’s appetite for mushrooms and his appreciation of them. And for a very long time, he would simply feed him without adding anything suspicious to it, but then he’ll notice just how good Silver is at describing the differences between different kinds of mushrooms Jade uses for the risotto. So of course he’s going to be tempted to feed him a “special mushroom”…

Poor Silver would be so conflicted. He never expected to get poisoned, and Jade seems deeply concerned as well… but is he really?  And would Jade really make such a mistake?

So yeah, long story short, Silver’s instinct would probably be to try to get back to his room and hide there until he gets better, but the poison is too strong, and with all his actions and words being just a big blur, he’ll end up having sex with Jade.

Jade is going to be surprised y Silver though, because while he knows that a lot of what’s going on is due to aphrodisiac (that was the whole idea), some of the things just seemed way too “natural”: Silver’s body is clearly used to having intense and lengthy sex, his movements are very intentional and he even has some noticeable preferences. Silver wouldn’t say a word during their first time (he just couldn’t articulate – he was too aroused), but his body language spoke volumes. Jade would probably be quite intrigued by him…

(whoops I guess I wrote it in a way that it isn't Silver's first time, I just noticed that...sorry!!)

[welpimspooky]

[miis-are-cool]

Did the one of the 6 fanart Challenges :D

So I drew peoples Great Sage, including mine!

@cheon251 @ballpit-bakery @labratgurlz @psychedex @spiritonadventure

[circusgoth-dotcom]

A Boy Named Roxanne

Ship: None (technically)

Word Count: 459

Summary: An introductory fic for my KOTH s/i and I suppose a hypothetical cold open for their introductory episode. CWs for alcohol & smoking mentions.

Tag List: @canongf

Hank and his friends, Dale, Bill, and Boomhauer, were in their usual spot, hanging out in front of Hank’s house and enjoying cool cans of beer. Down the road, they could see a moving van pulling into one of the driveways.

“Another new neighbour? That’s almost two in one year,” Bill commented.

“I bet they’re trying to replace us with a new, hip group so they can make more money off of them young fools,” Dale mused conspiratorially.

“Welp, it’s our duty as good neighbours to make sure they feel welcomed. And hopefully there won’t be any misunderstandings like there were with Khan,” Hank suggested, leading the group down the sidewalk.

“Is that a hearse in the driveway??” Bill asked cautiously.

“That’s pretty spooky stuff but I dunno maybe he works for some dang ol’ funeral parlour, I tell you what. Can’t judge a book by its cover and all that.” Boomhauer suggested. The driver’s side door of the hearse opened and faint music could be heard. Tonight... I wanna give it all to you... In the darkness... there’s so much I wanna do...

A black boot lowered onto the concrete and a short man with a shoulder-length wolf cut stepped out, a cigarette dangling from his pouty lips and his eyes obscured by exaggerated black sunglasses. Hank gulped at the sight. The man reached back into his car to turn off the radio and closed the door with his hip before lightning his cigarette. The glare of the sun bounced off of his lighter and briefly blinded the four men. The man looked up quickly as they made various complaints.

“Shit, sorry, didn’t see you there.” He smoothly closed the cap on his lighter and placed it in his pocket before blowing smoke into the air. “Can I help you fellas?”

“We’re uh, from down the way,” Hank gestured, “we wanted to welcome you to the neighbourhood, Mr...?”

“Rox Rogers.”

“‘Rocks??’” Bill asked. Rox flashed a fox-like smile.

“As in ‘Roxanne,’ but that’s not much of a man’s name... some might say, anyway.” An awkward pause. “I’m going to guess you don’t see a lot of folks like me around here, hm?”

“And we better not see any more of you,” Dale started, “You won’t be replacing me anytime soon.”

“Replacing...?”

“Don’t mind him, that’s just how he is. Anyway, I’m Hank, this is Bill, Dale, and Boomhauer.”

Rox nodded and greeted them respectfully, then turned his head to observe the moving team. “Excuse me one second...” He began jogging after a man with a box, “Hey, I don’t mean to be rude, but can’t you read?! ‘This way up,’ I’ve got fragile bones in there!”

“Did he say... Bones...?” Bill had gone slightly pale.

“Yup,” Boomhauer answered.

[writingseaslugs]

smth funny/entertaining? welp, im not funny but i hope this entertains you nonetheless lol i've been brainrotting and need to spill my thou gh t s if youll read em; the tweels' courting ritual probably includes picking out the prettiest seashells and pearls, the side affects of this behavior; -they are not above throwing hands to get what they're looking for, -they start v i b ra t i ng with happiness the second you wear the gifts on a necklace of earrings even Jade will chirp/chortle, making mer-noises, he may be suave 99% of the time but his courtship being accepted is the 1%; he's relieved and it's obvious in mer-form, the tweel's fins will do floppy motions at the sight of S/O, and they'd probably feel a strong urge to squeeze S/O gently too ??? "Cute aggression, or playful aggression, is superficially aggressive behaviour caused by seeing something cute, such as a human baby or young animal. People experiencing cute aggression may grit their teeth, clench their fists, or feel the urge to bite, pinch, and squeeze something they consider cute." this, basically; but they're also cuddly as fuck, Jade would finally understand Floyd's obsession with hugs and squeezes they are not immune to the inherent affections of being a hybrid, its not all oOOooH ScaRy AnD SPooKy and nothin' else, the eel of your choice brought pretty seashells and wants kisses for it, let him hold you gently like a hamburger shrimp for all their "otter" nicknames for Kalim, they would totally cuddle their S/O like that; floating with their back to the water, sunny day, shrimpy in their arms, the world is good you could yawn for some good fuck too- if you clean their teefs like a cleaner shrimp for the jokes and/or make them food? you're moving in, rent-free, just continue doing that Trey is internally punching the air, he really wanted to be the one to get his teeth cleaned

Writing this felt like writing a documentary and the idea feels cute, ngl, narrating a day in the life of loving either(or both) of the leech twins in the same way you'd narrate a nature documentary

its halfpast midnight now, hope this was some good food for thought lmfao

These are absolutely ADORABLE!!! I love every single one of them and now I’m on brainrot train alongside you. This def entertained me too, and now I only got 25 more minutes left of my shift and I’m happy thinking about otter Shrimpy

[thebnha-auhoard]

Hey gang like spooky shit? Great we're giving it to you.

Au where everything is the same except no. No it isn't. It has been horrifically changed and twisted to the point where so much of canon has changed yet at the same time nothing has changed.

This is There will be no Flowers au.

The Holders have been Cleaved in two. The Good and Bad of each Holder. The Bad becoming what's called Wraiths eventually through the decades being able to become physical within the mortal realm and the Good are the Vestiges in One For All unable to touch anything at all. Now the reason for this is...unclear. Because if this could always happen then why hasn't it happen to every person who has died?

Well the current theory is that One For All is an exception and with how much power there is in it, there's an overflow. And well, the One For All users all died in hopes to beat All For One at some point in time but at the same time they were also living frankly horrific lives where and their regrets of what they could have done boil and. Welp. Now there's Wraiths.

Now then, the Wraiths themselves build rumors. The Mask of the President of the HPSC. The Blood king, the Plague master, Paranoia , the Wrath, the Giggling Fog, the twisted Mother. Fun times for everyone and the people who survived often go and...end up a bit changed.

(All Might might be half dead so no Wraith for him. Good boy only.)

But you might ask, what about Izuku?

Why just read his Statement Here

(Other Notable Ghosts Are Crimson Riot(Justice) and Loud cloud (the Protection of Children) and Knowledge)

Also self indulgence of I Asphodel. We have Witch's! The Lord's and Lady's of Spiritual manipulation. They can do things such as protection charms, things that relieve Wraith caused influences(Can't fully stop them) and some more. Some are dedicated to only their families. Some are dedicated to Researching. But they all just want to help.

Other fics will come in the series itself but will be a bit out of order in the timeline. While we will organize them as we write them, do not expect things to come out in a coherent timeline.

To quote one.

“Japan’s haunted.”

“Fumikage dear what do you mean?”

“Japan’s haunted mother and I’m going to find its stories.”

Welcome to There will be no Flowers. His grave awaits your Story