#Yes I’m still alive hi there

[demont0es]

Thumbnail stuff for smth :3

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[marika-misc]

Is this a Merlin fanart in this day and age ? Who knows ?

(I know. And yes it is)

[methoughtsphantom]

halfas are the found family trope foster child

they all adopt each other. it’s the reason Vlad wanted so badly to have Danny as his son and the reason Danny immediately went with sure you’re my cousin now with Dani. it’s a survival mechanism from being so very few of their species. Sooo, halfa!Jason except he sorta isn’t yet cause Jason’s core is extremely ruptured from the lack of ectoplasm involved in his forceful resurrection. So when Danny finds Jason in his catatonic state he can’t quite tell the dude’s been dead and remains some, just that the guy for some reason seems very friend-shaped. Danny doesn’t mind his friend is braindead, and is also a john doe, he gives familiar vibes and that’s apparently enough for Danny to constantly find himself in the hospital doing his engineering homework on the room with the guy, and talking for hours about the updates on the absolute clusterfuck of the city and how he was from a freaking ghost town and he can almost even draw comparisons. he blabbers about how he’s not homesick enough times to even corner himself to talk about a ghost lore many times and how he’s just finding himself a little more prone to violence and in constant pain since none of the people he has adopted as his family are here with him and he can’t consider a place a lair if there’s isn’t someone of his in it.

But Danny could never drag someone with him just because of some it, after all it was Danny’s choice to come to Gotham to collage and not stay where at least his parents (good parents Jack and Maddie) were in Amity.

Ironically, Danny essentially can’t feel that his core has been spoon feeding ectoplasm to Jason. As months go on, the little ball of energy builds in anticipation practically vibrating in the waiting pulse of something (Danny doesn’t know but more often than not has he found himself laughing in happy confusion. it weirds him out in a good way) It’s really that he’s feeling the slow healing process of his friend (brother brother brother) ‘s core.Imagine it’s just about to properly, correctly heal when canon strikes back and Jason gets snatched by League assassins. Danny is left feeling like his core got torned out. His core had spend months helping another’s only to feel the other’s imprint and to not be able to protect it in return is— forget it being an obsession; thats like having your newborn baby being ripped out of your arms. An all assuaging feeling of helplessness that is devastating. Danny just beginning to feel like home lair when out of nowhere the rug is swept under him. Danny suddenly struggling to not flunk all his classes and beat every single liminal that he can feel crossing paths with him to the ground. Danny suddenly having his chronic pain (that hadn’t been so bad lately) dialed up to the point that there are just bearable and bad days.

The worse thing is he doesn’t know why.

Jason had only been a guy.

…

It’s only a three weeks before Jazz tells him she accepted a job offer in Gotham.

(and the guilt only makes him feel worse when he can feel himself feel better because of it)

…

now

whimsical time skip ✨

Danny is now on his feet again and friends with a Wayne of your choice (or maybe they were friends a little before Jay dissapeared and it was badTM cause Waynes? liminal 🥲) Danny definitely didn’t enjoy snapping off to his friend like that. anyways it’s been a year since that and he and his friend are having a grand time playing civvies, uhh let’s say dick because I want them to meet while ice skating, Also Dick because he definitely turns a blind eye when Danny goes airborne for a second there yep. He’s just having too much fun.

anyways as alwaysTM Danny doesn’t clock celebrities and like why would he, Dick is just the random guy who’s was fast to turn Danny’s slow day in the ice ring into a competition one day and brighten when Danny matched up his puns. So he totally doesn’t get why the guy’s so gloomy one day, anyways as you can figure, it’s Jason’s deathday and Dick is a deprecating bean, Danny tries to cheer him up by having him remember his brother instead and Dick attempts to, but even skipping through some photos in his phone make his eyes burn.

It is because of that that he doesn’t notice Danny absolutely freeze up at the photo of his friend Jay (Jay because he’s a John Doe, but that’s just too impersonal and so the first letter is J *wink wink*)

Danny absolutely doesn’t know what to do with this information, barely catches himself from asking Dick how did his brother die. Most importantly when because Danny just saw Jay—Jason less than a year ago, and this somehow doesn’t feel too recent.

Annd that how we find Danny digging into the Wayne second son tragedy. Staring at the date of death while the knowledge that they met almost six months after burns his forefront of his mind. Danny spends a day going over all the questions running through his mind over how the fuck he couldn’t sense Jay was a ghost—err was… in past tense?? what the fuck?? Danny would really like a refund on his ghost sense.

Anyways Danny goes check out the grave (now that he knows there is one) and boom although intangible he somehow triggers those shitty ass sensors/alarms that somehow didn’t go off when jason was literally digging himself out.

Obviously the bats get in the case immediately. And boy are they absolutely enraged that someone would steal Jason’s body.

[knkd-doodles]

I’ve been trying to get back into drawing the guy so here’s some goofy screenshot redraws

(Full page under cut)

[mysticcomfort]

Ghostie is a lil silly, but it’s better than the alternative

[synabunart]

Just Astarion and Tali glazing some buns~ 😉

Commission for @snowfolly ❤️

To feast your eyes on what's behind, go to Bluesky or Twitter!

[laurasbailey]

campaign 3 ENDING? man maybe i gotta dedicate january as my catch up month

[sashketter]

So after giving Omega a choice not to follow her path, Ventress still gets an apprentice 👏🏽👏🏽 After everything Dooku put her through, she gets a chance to heal and do it right 🥹 It’s what she deserves!

[adventuresindolls]

I wasn’t going to get any more dolls like this, but she’s just too gorgeous

[flowercrowngods]

curling up like a little cat on those 364 words i wrote last night, basking in tiny success

[londonhalcyon]

Tiny Chapter 43 progress snip.

* * * *

“Is Conall coming?”

“I asked him not to,” Penny said.

“Everything all right?”

“We’re fine. It just seems safer not to risk a big event like this, now that we don’t know what will happen.” She paused. “Does that make sense, or am I crazy?”

“No. No, you’re right. Tonight’s a risk.”

“I’m happy for Bill and Fleur. I truly am. They’ve been planning this forever. Everyone needs a bit of fun right now. Then why don’t I…?”

“You’re not excited either.”

She looked distressed. “I really feel crazy.”

Penny not being excited about a wedding was crazy. She was a party planning fiend. A self-made socialite, if there was such a thing. She thrived on events like these. But we weren’t exactly living in normal times.

“You can join Merula and me in the introvert corner,” I offered.

It was a deliberate provocation. If Penny was actually Penny, she would brush me off with the declaration that she wasn’t that crazy. Didn’t I know she had a social butterfly reputation to uphold? But instead she looked more distressed.

“Can we talk?” she asked.

“Are we not?”

“You know what I mean.”

So it was like that then. I pulled back a dining table chair for her. Only after she was situated and not giving the impression of wanting to take flight did I take the opposite seat.

[ruomii]

Here some doodles of John Keats that I did a while ago

And Gosh I know I’m late but for real is this fandom still alive? (Please feel free to pc me I’m in desperate need of mutuals ;)

[musings-of-the-void]

If you tore open my chest you’d find my heart

Beating beating beating like each beat will be its last

Trapped in the cage of my ribs

The cage of my life

My lungs, a lifeless gray

Struggle to inflate

I gasp for breath, though there is no visible obstruction

If you tore me open just to see me I might thank you

As fucked up as that is

I want to be seen I want to be known I want to be understood

And how can you see me if you can’t see the bloody redness of my insides

The wildness of my heart

The messy humanness of my very being?

My heart is beating beating beating but I live

I breathe

My lungs are screaming screaming screaming but there will

Be peace

I am living I am human I am real

And the messiness is only proof

The fear is only proof

I’m afraid because I’m alive

What is there to fear once you’ve died?

(I’m morbid after 11, as you see)

I will breathe tomorrow

My heart will beat tomorrow

I will live I will live I will live

I will look back someday

And the fear will seem only flavor

I will live

[fredhaise]

what if i told you chris hadfield showed up at my work today

[badolmen]

If I think about Hesh for too long I think I’ll burst into tears. This poor fucking guy. He has to sit helpless while a monster forces his little brother to shoot their dad. All he can do is scream. And when it comes time to kill that monster he barely makes it out alive, and then only thanks to his little brother. And the nightmare is over but it isn’t because the monster cannot die and takes away the only family Hesh has left. He has to sit helpless while the monster drags his little brother away. All he can do is scream.

His story ends bleeding and orphaned and alone.

[grossgeck]

One of my moots gave me the idea of Spa//mton having farts so bad that it breaks fabrics of cyber code and becomes glitchy

So uhhh, take that as what you will,,,,,,,,💨