#anon idea

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Idea anon: A yandere Omega whos a childhood friend. You grow up dealing with this overly affectionate best friend who steals all your clothes, scents you, and constantly talks about how you two are going to get married and have kids. Except, your a beta and also kinda uninterested in the whole "kids" thing, so it just wouldn't work out.

Omega decides "screw that" and starts forcing you to transistion to an Alpha- Drugs, hormones, stimulants, the whole nine yards. You don't even realize it until you wake up to them administering a hormone shot when you had been sleeping. By then, its too late.

Everytime you try to reject them or argue, they just release Horny Omega Pheremones(tm) and not having that lifetime of self restraint that most Alphas do means that your pining them down and fucking until you pass out. It doesn't help that they have more stamina, too, so they can outlast any amount of your rage sex.

They're pregnant by their first heat, and the hormones make them completely insaitiable. You know no peace and have given up by your first rut. Not in love, just kinda hiving up and letting Oemga do whatever.

Bonus if the kids are just as obsessed with you (minus incest, of course.) and you just can't bring yourself to earnestly love them. Crying when they say they love you, horrible at remembering names and birthdays, not giving them affections. You keep them alive, and thats it. All you can see when you look at them is the person who ruined your life.

Wow.

Anon your brain is beautiful.

You should really write this.

[overthinkingtaleblr]

(this is the same anon who sent the "What if Woah got Banished?")

Wait I just realised - Wasn't Spooker's dad also banished by Peewee? And he disowned Spooker when he found out he was working with PIE?

That's gonna be a really awkward conversation if he finds Woah before Spooks (I'm guessing he won't know that she's his Granddaughter)

Just:

"I need her back."

"why?"

"...yes. '-'" "

Hello anon! Sorry for making you wait for so long!! I am glad I didn't answer this immediately bc I think this is my first time reading it correctly.

At least in my headcanons, yes Chakalata Soup was banished by specifically Peewee Ghost*, and as a result Chakalata went no contact with his son when he got a job with PIE because. HEY those are the guys that banished us! What the heck, kid!!!

But yeah, with a PIE procession party including Spooker and Peewee, Chakalata possibly finding and caring for Woah before the team shows up would be VERY awkward. They need to figure their shit out before anything goes anywhere, and no one is in the mood for therapy. Threats will probably fly between Chakalata and Peewee (Peewee may not instigate out of guilt, but he will match Chakalata's energy if he gets scary enough), and if that happens things are going to ESCALATE.

Poor Woah. Trapped in the middle of a War of the Grandpas.

Probably up to Spooker to try to deescalate things...

*NGL sometimes it's hard to keep track of who does what when. For a refresher for myself and others, my idea of the timeline for Early PIE's dismantling goes like this: Ernest (accidentally) creates CBF -> T.Casket killed by CBF -> The TV show is cancelled soon after bc it was just a passion project of T.Casket. All TV staff members stay with the production company but keep in touch -> (One of the Ghosts banishes Ernest without hearing him out, not sure which) -> JGS is killed by what would later be known as Jimmy Casket -> Jimmy possesses Ghost -> Ghost kills Katrina -> Katrina's brother (later known as Goober) stays late at work without telling anyone for space to mourn -> Chakalata, Katrina's brother's employer, accidentally kills his employee in an unrelated fit of rage (sets most his kitchen on fire) -> Peewee, only remaining member of PIE, banishes Chakalata for killing the oldest child of an already grieving family. This is the last act done in the name of the already dwindled OG PIE team, and Peewee takes steps to fully shut down the company after.

[recreationalfanfics]

Your platonic Shay fic just gave me an origin for the reader idea. Just felt like sharing it, what if the reader found a little haven for the assassins raising kids and snuck into the kitchens to steal food right? And then when they grabbed something they ran out the door and Shay caught them by the arm. The assassins recognize them to already show some potential with sneaking in and out, so instead of punishing them for stealing they give them a home. If Shay never caught them, they wouldn’t have ever gotten into the assassin life.

OOOH, WHILE I DO LOVE THAT IDEA, I do kinda already have a backstory for them and outlined the entire series and how it'll end but, like, I might snatch of this for when I write it because I LOVE THE IRONY.

[whumpberry-cookie]

Imagine a whumpee who is still recovering from being sick, and they get pressured into coming to caretakers house to help them with something. they end up getting more sick because caretaker didnt fully absorb the fact that whumpee wasnt better

Ahh the guilt!! I love it!

I'm wondering if it's Caretaker who asked them for help or side characters that are concerned for Caretaker?

Either way I'd love to imagine Caretaker pampering the heck out of Whumpee to make them up for their work. And taking care of them to help them recover.

Cook yummy soups for them. Check their temperature. And apologise over and over and explaining they didn't know Whumpee wasn't feeling well.

Ahh, very nice idea! Thank you, Cool Bat Anon!

[adaki]

Do you draw Nina the killer perchance..

Yes and I end up disliking the drawings every time without fail but I thugged it out to give u this

[frownyalfred]

Green arrow, getting into a fight with batman because he insulted bruce

“No, I want to hear you say it again,” Ollie said, leaning over the conference table and past Dinah to jab a finger in Batman’s face. “Insult him again, I dare you.”

Batman, for his part, looked entirely unperturbed by Ollie’s chest puffing. “I said, Bruce Wayne isn’t exactly known for being intelligent. That’s common knowledge, Green—”

“Do you know what he’s been through?” Ollie exploded, “Do you know how fucked up his childhood was? It’s a miracle he’s functioning as an adult. I knew him in school — do you know what he was? Sad. And you have the nerve to sit in your stupid little angst suit and lecture me about Bruce Wayne?”

Dinah swallowed, giving up on holding Ollie back. She glanced at Batman out of the corner of her eye, prepared to size up an opponent, but the other man’s posture was still relaxed.

He seemed…taken aback, if such a thing was possible for the Batman.

“I…apologize,” Batman said quietly. “I hadn’t realized the extent of your feelings toward him.”

“Pick on someone your own size next time,” Ollie grumbled, as close to an apology as he would get. “Bruce does so much for Gotham. More than you’ll ever do. So yeah, if he’s a little air-headed sometimes — that’s fine with me.”

With that, Ollie turned on his heel, exiting the conference room with a huff. Batman stared after him for a long moment, steeped in stillness.

“He cares about his friends,” Dinah offered, breaking the awkward silence. Batman gave her an odd look, jaw tensing.

“I know.”

“Now you do,” Dinah said, putting enough emphasis on the first word for him to look up at her, acknowledging the hint. “I’d better go check on him.”

[vebokki]

morning routine

[cryptidmickle]

Due to me absolutely LOVING your amnesiac au and it has me in a choke hold.

How are the Bois holding up? Specifically Shadow Mill knowing the info he now knows?

awkward....... Pure Vanilla and White Lily have been arguing since he was essentially stowed away

he understands why White Lily would be opposed to allowing someone who committed crimes to her own kingdom within it, but its not like he wants to be punished either

Pure Vanilla doesn't seem to be backing down anytime soon at least

[a-sketchy]

figment

[creativepromptsforwriting]

What reasons someone would leave their land (magical kingdom or village whatever) ?

There are many reasons why someone might leave their land, here are a few for you:

Reasons for leaving their home

Seeking new experiences in unknown territories

Being exiled for breaking the laws or defying powerful figures

Going out into the world to receive knowledge

Following their heart, seeking true love

Trying to gain alliances elsewhere

Going out to seek revenge

Being summoned by higher powers

Escaping a civil war or opression

Fulfilling a prophecy

Being sent away to not harm their family's reputation

Searching for powerful artifacts

Going on a spiritual journey

Being sent off to be married

Escaping some danger or persecution

Trying to discover themself and the world

- Jana

[laurasimonsdaughter]

Picture this: Dragons using their caves to age cheese. Dragon Cheesemakers!!

The dragon coiled his enormous body, completely blocking the entrance of the tunnel that lead to the caves.

“No,” he snarled, smoke pluming from his nose.

The cheesemonger pinched the bridge of her own nose. “Look, I explained this to you at the start,” she tried once more. “I make cheese.”

“Yes,” the agreed, nodding his scaly head.

“Then I bring the cheese here.”

“Yes.”

“Then you store all the cheese in your cave, keeping it at the perfect temperature and humidity.”

“Yes.” He sounded particularly proud of this part.

“And then when the cheese has ripened,” she concluded. “I come to pick the cheese up again.”

A thunderous scowl clouded his maw. “No.”

“But that’s how it works!” she cried in exasperation. “I make the cheese, you store the cheese, I sell the cheese, I make more cheese!” She peered up at him. “You do realise I cannot bring you new cheese until I have sold this cheese.”

The dragon considered this for a moment. “Ah, but what if—” he began. “What if you go and make more cheese. And bring me the cheese. And I put it in my cave, with the rest of the hoard. And then I keep it there forever.”

“No,” she said flatly.

It was remarkable how much a dragon could look like it had just swallowed a lemon.

“You can’t keep cheese forever,” she insisted. “It will spoil and go bad!”

“You said it would get better and better!” the dragon roared indignantly. “And I take good care of them! With the air flow and the humidity and the temperature!”

“And that is great,” she said, trying to smile through her frustration. “But when a cheese is ripe, it’s ripe! Then you should not be kept anymore, it should be eaten.”

The dragon scraped it’s formidable claws against the stony ground and sulked.

“Look…” The cheese mongering business did not tend to require a lot of sweet-talking, but she was making an effort. “I’m sure the cheeses that aged in your cave are the best cheeses people have ever tasted. When they find out how delicious they are they will want us to make loads more. Maybe several caves’ worth!”

The reptilian eyes stared at her with disgruntled, reluctant interest. “Several caves?”

“If we’re lucky! And I could make so much cheese that I could bring you new cheese as soon as I pick up the aged cheese. Your cave would never even be empty!”

This seemed to strike a chord. The dragon lifted his head a little.

“And that would really be much better for the rest of your hoard,” she continued with fresh inspiration. “Because if you leave cheese too long, it might go bad and spoil the cheeses next to it too!”

A nervous ripple went through the beast’s scaly body, but he clearly was not convinced just yet. “But what sort of a hoard is it if I have to give it away,” he complained.

“Well! Cheese is not just any old hoard! It’s a developing creation! And you will have a hoard that is constantly developing too. Constantly changing, but, if we do this right, never shrinking.”

The dragon looked at her solemnly, wavering with uncertainty. Perhaps she shouldn’t hold it against the poor thing, it must be a difficult concept to wrap his head around.

“And I will tell you what,” she said encouragingly. “If business is good, I can start investing in some really good crumbly cheeses. You can keep those in your cave for five whole years!”

“That is quite a long time for humans, is it not?” he said, sounding a little more cheerful.

“Very long. Especially when it comes to cheese. Cheeses that have been aged that long are very expensive.”

In retrospect, she should perhaps have led with that. Gourmand or not, a dragon was still a dragon after all. A glittering, toothy grin appeared on her recalcitrant business partner’s shout and he moved just enough for her to move past him into the mountain.

“Tell me more about this expensive cheese that crumbles.”

She hid a smirk. “If you help me carry some of the current ones out, it would be my pleasure.”

[dorothywonderland]

could you draw Telemachus and Athena?

“Need some help?”

[torchvic]

that one ship dynamic but with levi and mc

(credit to @litriu! here is the original post (lmk if the link doesnt work pls))

[choccy-milky]

people-watching and gossiping 💅

(more older seblora brainrot bc of my oneshot)

[whumpberry-cookie]

probably everyone on earth has said this but my favorite thing ever is someone returning home after a long, harrowing, unwilling absence (lost, kidnapped, stranded, etc), fighting so hard to find their way back home, and when they finally arrive broken and exhausted they're angrily rejected by their loved ones because, through some misunderstanding or false information, they believed the absence was deliberate and that the person chose to just up and abandon them without a word for all that time

Fjsjdj oh noo, absolutely heartbreaking!!!

Imagine them leave, heartbroken. Without any purpose anymore, because for so long, for painful months their goal was to return home.

But now? There's nothing. They lost everything. So they leave so far that no one can find them again.

And then their loved ones figure out the truth. The guilt. Ohh the crushing guilt.

Caretaker leaves immidiately to search for the protagonist. To apologise to them. To take them back home.

Imagine them reuniting in the most emotional moment, but they have no time for explaining the misundetstanding.

Because one of them gets shot/injuired.

Will they have time to even explain how much they love one another

Oh my heart

Thank you for sharing this, anon!

[devotion-disorder]

Honestly Kuuya is like the best victim for psychological torture, id stare into his eyes with a blank stare and watch him squirm in a "i know every sin you commit" kinda way.

Each time I go near his desk id whisper weird shit or smth like "i know what you did" in an ominous voice just to set him on edge, hehe X3

I need him to beg for forgiveness and repent even if i dont have the smallest idea of what he is doing it for

psychological torture except its just trapping kuuya in a room full of badly edited pictures of his love interest with some other random person. then watch him spiral