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that one scene w the danes haunts me
#like it’s so sick but so good#for his character and relationship with kell#can I give him a hug pls#this was definitely to show off the seal and not an excuse to draw him shirtless#at all *wink*#holland vosijk#shades of magic#a darker shade of magic#ve schwab#shades of magic art#tanner draws#my art
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"Don't burn yourself."
#baldur's gate 3#bg3#bg3 fanart#karlach#bg3 karlach#fanart#i just wanted to draw her tattoos *wink wink*#no but you all should thank the personal blog followers they voted for me to draw her
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guh
#off#the batter#off zacharie#batterie#off game#i like it when the batter is closing his eyes#i love his stupid scary spider eyes but i like it when they r always closed too#ill just draw him winking all ther time
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On your most recent From the Couch post... is that a dragon tattoo I see poking out of Zuko's collar? ...................may we see more of it?
You may see all of it.
#dema answers#atla#avatar the last airbender#zuko#atla fanart#atla art#prince zuko#tales from the couch#atla modern au#atla au#zuko art#zuko fanart#atla zuko#Tattooed Zuko#For context!#He got those tattoos during what would be S2 in this AU#This was right before being accepted back home. So he got them during a—let's say—crossroads of destiny *wink wink*#Those are his shame tattoos. He's terribly embarrassed by them so the Gaang tease him about them. (He's secretly very proud of them tho)#It's all about the duality inherent to fire (and himself!) as well as protection.#The red dragon has his back at all times. It protects Zuko from his past—from everything that he has left behind and is walking away from.#The Blue dragon guards him front unknown threats. It curls over his left arm (his most vulnerable side) and rests its head over Zuko's heart#It's all very symbolic#Zuko loves his tattoos but is also embarrassed and ashamed of how he got them. He was in a very bad place at the time.#If he got the chance to get his tattoos done *now*—he probably wouldn't do it.#He wouldn't change a thing tho. They're part of who he is. A reminder of who he was.#Also they're kinda hot#So that helps#Also...I forgot to draw the blue dragon's body on the back of his shoulder so... Oops?#Let us all ignore that and focus on the sun/starbust tattoo on his chest instead#the gaang
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The smiling winkerrrr
#those arent even all of them#i tried to avoid spoiling but lmk#i really like that he winks so often its very endearing to me#kabru#kabru of utaya#dungeon meshi#i also remain of the opinion he becomes prettier with later iterations of his design
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#nothing suspicious going on here
DOCTOR WHO (2023-) The Church on Ruby Road // The Devil's Chord
#dwedit#doctor who#usertennant#userteri#userveronika#userdiana#miatendos#usertreena#mrs flood#maestro#fifteenth doctor#*#there are so many fourth wall breaks this season#but this one is by far the most interesting#WHY are you all looking into the camera and WINKING!!!!!!!
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every so often i have to relearn how to draw yuuji or he starts fighting me
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#itadori yuuji#yuji itadori#fanart#jjk fanart#jujutsu kaisen fanart#yuuji#ryomen sukuna#sukuna#i love drawing sukuna as the teeniest tiniest eye on yuuji's face n using it as an excuse 2 use his tag <3 ths his Rent#anyway he fought a bit at first but would u believe it i got yuuji 2 cooperate fr a draws pls clap#maybe it's just when hes in a piece with megumi that he gets an attitude??? whatever th case im happy w all of these thank god#beef w yuuji Settled fr now . until he inevitably decides 2 fight me again sighs#in the meantime !!! had SO much fun drawing his new scars#happy 2 report tht ive fully come around on yuuji 1eye itadori i wasnt sure at first but now i love it fr him#i love the texture of it i love splitting his eyebrow n drawing the scar tissue up Through the remaining hair....#i love him looking like he's winking i love drawing the lil X on his chibi#its GOOD#i dont think ill give him a fake eye very often if at all but it was fun putting him in tokyo ghoul cosplay fr this#o ya speaking of his Accessories the slippers started out as tigers also but then i wanted them bunnies and i saw an opportunity#so now miku is haunting this draws and my yuuji owns a pair of deco27 rabbit hole slippers#now that i rly look at it that whole fit is such a look actually im crying#we got beef shirt...#@ me @ sukuna @ the fact tht yuuji is Jacked#10/10 triple entendre 10/10 would wear
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𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐎'𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮
Paring: Detective O’Connor (hallucinating Agatha) x Reader
Summary: When your mother gets out of town, you grudgingly accept to take care of the town’s lunatic.
A/N: So this is dedicated to this anon, it’s VERY different from what I have written for Agatha so far, but I hope you like anyway!
This isn’t beta read and english isn’t my native language, so bear with me.
Warnings: Mental instability, face slapping, bondage, dubious consent, dildo, teasing/edging
Word count: 3k
Date: Nov 25, 2024
Comments are always welcome and if you don’t wish to be identified, my ask is open!
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Wanda’s spell had changed Westview.
Aside from the obvious altered psychological state of the citizens, the town's sense of community had blossomed and the shared trauma had brought them together. The witch's magic had left a lasting scar and people were empathetic for anyone affected by it.
Agnes O’Connor, or whatever her name was.
She’s been a good neighbor for the past three years, slightly nosy, but clearly under some sort of mental control. Lately, though, she’s been acting differently. Your mother is one of the people who’s been lending a helping hand. Buying her groceries, visiting to make sure she is eating and bathing, and despite the odd conversation, she has been fine on her own.
Not that your mother would listen. She is invested in being some sort of babysitter and drag you along. You’ve managed to stray from the role, but, when your mother left town for business, you had promised to take care of the town's loony.
The day's warmth gives way to a chilly breeze, the settling sun makes an orange hue in the sky and you try to balance the grocery bag while opening the wood door. Unfortunately for you, the neighborhood has a barter system and today is your family's turn to make sure everything is in order.
Walking in, you take a minute to look around, the place is beautiful and dark, everything matches and you wonder what is Agatha’s doing and what is somebody else’s. You had never stepped foot in the house and it impressed you.
Locking the door behind you and navigating to the kitchen, you set the bag down on the counter and call out.
“Agnes? My mother asked me to bring you some groceries.”
Silence follows your statement.
“Hello?” You say louder.
Fuck. What if she had run away?
Taking a deep breath, you decide to inspect the house before freaking out. Walking back to the entryway, you glance up the stairs and back into the living room. The place appears to be empty and you strain your ears in an attempt to hear any kind of noise. The house seems uninhabited and you conclude that upstairs is the next place to look for her.
“Hello? Anyone home?” You shout uncertainty, taking a step.
Your head is full of worry as you walk up the stairs. You’ve never seen Agnes after her psychotic breakdown, you don’t know what to expect. People from the neighborhood had said she was harmless, but you had no way of knowing. Either way, even if that were the case, it wouldn’t look good for you if you somehow lost her.
The wooden floor creaks beneath your feet and darkness engulfs the hallway. Taking a quick peek at the open doors, you face up the end of the corridor, the place you assume it's the bedroom. Guiding yourself with the moonlight streaming in through the open window, you carefully enter the space. The curtain moves with the wind and you relax a friction, there is clearly no one here.
As scared as you are, you barely have time to process the thought of Agnes' disappearance before feeling an impact against your back. Falling into the bed, you try calming your racing heart and, scared, you quickly turn around to see the back of a figure as it walks and settles into an armchair, turning on the lampshade beside her.
Squinting your eyes against the yellow light that consumes the room, you take her in. Her legs are spread open, she wears a long sleeved shirt with a boner joke saying: “Bohoner family reunion. Pitch a tent.”, black sweatpants finish the look while her hair is pulled down in a ponytail. Her face is stern and she looks like a complete lunatic.
“Sit up.” She commands.
Afraid of an unpredictable reaction, you do as she says.
The cushion feels soft under your thighs as you settle in the mattress. She ranks her eyes over your figure before leaning back, arms crossed over her chest. There’s some kind of hose head in her hip.
“I’m curious. What compelled you to break into the home of a decorated detective?”
“What?” You blurt out immediately.
“I’m not playing games, little girl. You better answer me.”
You fridge under her gaze, trying to understand the mental episode she’s having. Your mother mentioned that Agnes was having some sort of hallucination, but you never guessed this. Does she think she is some kind of cop?
She places her elbows on her knees and leans forward, waiting for your response.
“I- My mother asked me to bring you some groceries.” You explain carefully.
“Don't lie to me.” Narrowing her eyes, she stands up and searches for something in her drawer. “You won’t like the results.”
You glance at the door and prepare to make an escape. Barely having time to place your foot down and run, you feel a hand on your shoulder pushing you down and making you freeze when you sense her breath ghosting against your temples.
“You better not try that. I’m assuming you don’t want to spend the night in the tank.” A glimpse of her hands makes you shake your head, she’s carrying a rope and a silver tape.
“Good.” She stands in front of you and grabs your chin to look up at her. “Now, what were you after?”
You look around for something that might help you in this situation. “I was just bringing you groceries…” You whisper.
“Don’t play dumb.” Her hands squeeze your cheeks harshly.
God, this is the craziest talk you’ve ever had.
“Look Agnes, you might be a little confused. How about I put you to bed and let you get some sleep?” You grab her wrist, trying to loosen her grip.
She slaps you across the face, hard enough to leave a sting behind.
She leans in close and says. “Do you think you have the right to touch me?”
The hit leaves you angry enough to turn and shout. “YOU ARE NOT A DETECTIVE.”
Maybe it’s time to put her in a mental institution.
She scoffs and grabs the rope at her side. “Do you know what we used to do to mouthy things like you back at the academy?”
Your eyes widen and you stay rooted in place, running crosses your mind once again, but you push it aside, it would be worse if she tackled you to the ground. They do say crazy people have more strength than usual.
She stretches the cord out in front of you and smirks, seizing your arms and tying them in front of you. Maybe it would be better if you played into her fantasy.
“I’m sorry, Detective O’Conner.” Your entire demeanor changes and you beg. “Please, it was just a prank, my friends put me to it.”
She has a side smile and doesn't look into your face, completely focused on her task.
“Oh, now you are being cooperative. Scared?”
Indeed, you are.
She crouches and levels her eyes with yours, searching your face for something that she doesn’t seem to find.
“I don’t believe you and I’m not letting you go until I’ve got a satisfying answer.”
She harshly pulls the knot in your wrists and looks pleased when it doesn’t come loose. Pacing around the room and looking at your bound form, you see the engines turning in her head as you feel trapped in a lion’s cage.
Suddenly, she grabs you by the shoulder and pushes you backwards. You crash into the mattress and panic, you definitely shouldn’t have played into her delusion, the thoughts of escaping brushes your mind and you curse yourself for not doing it sooner.
She takes hold of your binded arms and places them over your head as she climbs on top of you. Her knee is placed between your legs and you put your heels on the edge of the bed, pushing yourself up in a vain attempt to avoid the pressure.
“This is what happens when you poke the bear, little girl.” She breathes in your face.
“Agnes, look-”
“IT’S DETECTIVE O’CONNOR TO YOU.” You wince at her scream.
“Detective O’connor…” You try out and continue when she doesn’t react. “There’s no need for violence, we are both adults, I’m sure we can settle this.” You attempt to reason with her.
She laughs at your statement, one of her hands grabs your neck and lightly squeezes.
“I won’t accept any form of disrespect. You’ll be an example for your friends.”
Yeah, okay. Maybe that was a bad excuse.
Her eyes focus on something behind you and she reaches for it. You completely freeze when the corner of your eye catches the sight of a purple dildo held by her. Something inside you stirs.
“You better lick it up, little girl. This is going inside you.”
“WHA-” Your scream is cut off when she shoves the hard object down your throat.
The stiffness settles uncomfortably on your windpipe, making you gag and cough against it, only stopping when she takes pity on you and draws it out of your mouth.
“Do you want me to shove it in right now?” She’s a jerk and lets out a smug grin when you shake your head.
“No, no, no!” You say hastily. “I can do it.”
Seeing your willingness, she places the sex toy against your lips, letting you set the pace for yourself. You take a tentative lick and she raises an eyebrow at you.
This whole situation makes you dizzy. Agnes’s weight is on top of you and you slowly engulf the dildo, licking and coaxing in your saliva. She looks deep into your eyes and holds your tied hands firmly, pushing your propped heels with her feet and making you moan around the object when her thigh presses harder against your core.
Your body is reacting in the opposite direction, the panic settled into a trembelling flutter in your abdomen, the idea of being fucked by her seems more appelling as the time goes by and you wonder how much you really need to lube the dildo with your arousal pooling in your undearwear.
“Yes, that’s it.” She says encouragingly.
She sets a rhythm, leisurely pulling in and out as her lips form a sadistic smile, seemingly taking joy in your predicament as you slowly relax into the mattress, accepting your fate. Her blown pupils draw a groan out of your mouth and you feel drool dripping down your chin.
She leans down and nuzzles your neck, before popping the dildo out of your mouth and eyeing it.
“Good girl.” She praises and you grind against her thigh.
Smiling, she takes away your only form of relief, straddling your waist and placing the purple object sideways in her mouth. The image distracts you enough and gives her time ,with her newly free hands, to grab the remains of the rope and tie your bound hands against the headboard.
She eyes your pitiful position and lets out a breathy laugh, before grabbing your shirt and ripping it in half. Your eyes widen at the action and you suddenly remember that despite the pleasure running through you, you’re still very much in danger.
Ranking her eyes down your figure, she slides the wet dildo down your collarbones and over your covered breast, before reaching your navel. You look up at her with a pleading face, you could no longer tell if it was whether for her to continue or let you go.
“Ag-Detective, please.” You beg and the nickname brings a smirk to her face.
Thrusting your hips up, you try in a vague attempt to smooth your aching core, she grabs your waist and presses her body weight harder against you. Getting close to your face, she ‘tsks’.
“Nah, nah. This is supposed to be a lesson.” Her hand moves up and painfully gropes your breast, pinching your nipple and making you let out a groan.
She rolls off of you and for a second, you think she’s going to leave you there, bound and unsatisfied, completely lost in the situation. That is, until you feel her harshly pull your pants out, along with your panties, humming as she looks down at your barely covered self.
Spreading your legs, she settles between them and grabs the back of your things, pushing them up until your knees meet your front. Your open position gives her access to your core and she looks at it, grinning and running her finger through your wetness.
“It appears someone has a cop kink.” Even in your condition, you have to hold in your laugh.
She’s still talking nonsense.
The discarded dildo appears in her hand once more and you bite your bottom lip in anticipation, she looks into your eyes as she slowly drags it between your folds and circles your clit, teasing you. Torture seems to be part of her enjoyment, you trash and buck into her hand, but the only thing she does is grip your hips to prevent your movement.
She runs the object down your thigh and you feel how wet it is, mixing with the previous stickiness in there and driving you mad as it gets further away from your entrance. Stopping your needy motions, you let out a whine from the provocation before suddenly throwing your head back as she slams into you.
It stretches you and she doesn’t give you time to process the intrusions before she starts to move. She pounds hard, seemingly trying to draw out your pleasure as fast as she can and by the amount of arousal you feel bubbling under your skin, she’s succeeding.
You moan loudly, your shoulders ache from the uncomfortable position and your wrist burns from the material of the rope. Your body shakes with the force of her thrusting and your breasts bounce inside your bra.
“Ag- Please… I can’t.” Meaningless words spill out of your mouth.
She laughs and places one of your legs on her shoulder, going deeper and hitting a spot that makes your vision go white.
“Tell me what you were looking for.” Her face closes off and somehow she becomes more aggressive with her movement.
“Wha-” There isn’t a single thought crossing your mind.
“Why did you come into my house? Tell me right now or I’ll stop.”
“NO.” You shout and throw your head back at the frustration. “I already told you.”
“I don’t want to hear any bullshit excuse.” Her movement slows down and you circle your legs around her to prevent her detachment.
“I don’t know what you want me to say!” You tell her, your mind is muffled with arousal and you feel your climax getting away from you.
“‘Tell me the truth.” She almost screams and stops completely.
“Fuck!” You exclaim, unfulfilled .
Your thoughts can barely connect, your head is spinning and you try to find a justification that will satisfy her enough.
“I WANTED YOU.” You shout out. “I wanted to get your attention.”
You finally settle into an excuse and it seems to please her when she gives you a shit-eating grin, thrusting back into you.
The fading orgasm returns with vengeance, your back arches away from the bed and your entire body tenses up. The purple object pounds harder and harder into you, hitting the right spot every time and making you sob. Your legs tighten around her and your heel digs into her back. The headboard hits the wall and you faintly hear the sound as your mind is overrun with pleasure.
“Detective- I need…” You blur out, the statement being cut off by a groan.
“I know what you need, baby.” Her voice is hoarse, you open your eyes to look down and are greeted by ragged breathing, hair out of place and an open mouth as she takes in your pleasure.
Her free hand comes up to circle your outer lips and you groan, frustrated by the endless teasing. Her finger meets your clit and her other hand adjusts the dildo to keep up the pace with the new attachment.
You close your hands around the rope holding them, throwing your head back as your body meets her thrusts and you grind up against her finger, searching for the edge. All the breath in your body rushes out at once when you reach it, stiffening and trembling against her body. Your hard nipples brush against the material of your bra and your nails dig into the skin of your palm. You go completely rigid and mute before slumping down onto the bed.
Your fingers teak at the aftershocks, you feel Agatha slipping the dildo out of you and her face enters your blurred vision.
“Did you learn your lesson?” She asks seriously, her face closed off again.
You nod vigorously, still bound and helpless, you couldn’t tell what she would do next.
“Good.” She says and reaches up, untying the thick rope from your wrists and adding. “Stay where you are, I’m going to get a wipe.”
Puzzlement fills your mind and you rub your red skin, maybe this would be the perfect time to run, even with your shirt torn and naked half self, but you doubted your jelly legs would take you far. Besides, her mood had changed, she seemed softer and you weren't sure if the change of temperament was her mental health acting up or if she was calmer because of your early answer.
There’s not a lot of time to think when you hear her coming back from the bathroom, towel in hand. Your breath is caught in your throat and you watch her every move, paralyzed. She settles herself on the bed, in front of you, before looking into your eyes and asking.
“May I?”
You open yourself for her once more, she’s already fucked you stupid, there’s no need to be ashamed.
Her knuckles run up your calf and stop in your knee, her other hand placing the white wet material against your thigh and wiping the stickiness in it. You shudder when she brushes your core and wonder if you are catching her insanity by thinking of doing this again.
“I’m glad I didn’t have to use my gun on you.” She lets out a relieved laugh and points with her head at the nightstand behind you.
You turn around and are greeted by a hose head.
#the amount of times I had to stop *wink wink* while writing this one is criminal#agatha all along#agatha harkness#agatha harkness x reader#agatha x reader#smut#fanfic#detective agatha harkness#not really#agatha harkness smut#kathryn hahn#kathryn hahn x reader#fanfiction
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Redrawing a plastic man panel for funsies and also to reacquaint myself with csp/perspective rulers/PERSPECTIVE IN GENERAL in preparation for the giant graphic novel that looms ahead of me. Did I go overboard with detail even though realistically it's one panel that a reader would look at for a second at most? Yes. Yes I did.
#look at woozy all cozy on the plas hammock#i bet it's like sleeping on top of a giant heat pad#they're so married tbh#there's multiple instances in the comic where we see their domestic living situation and it's CUTE#okay real tags now#plastic man#patrick eel o'brian#woozy winks#jack cole
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so jim got bit by a space mushroom that takes away his impulse control... welcome to daycare on the bridge with his xo and cmo
obviously the salad cat meme is still going strong in the 23rd century because these guys reenact it on a daily basis lmaoo
prompt fill for @mcspirkevents' mcspirk bingo prompt "mask off" 🩵💙💛
#star trek#star trek fanart#star trek tos#mcspirk#mcspirk fanart#star trek the original series#spones#spones fanart#mckirk#spirk#fun fact theyve actually ALL been infected by the spores since the start xDD it's why bones touches spock so much#and why spock cracks that joke#lowered inhibitions (wink)#so they're ooc but it's on purpose 😌🩵💙💛#spock#jim kirk#leonard mccoy#bones mccoy#leonard bones mccoy#i like to think that spock is actually profoundly hilarious/has a knack for deadpan comedy but represses it up until he gets over--#--his baggage with not being 'vulcan enough'. he's absolutely hilarious when he wants to be and constantly gives j+b whiplash#part of the humor is that you can't tell if he's joking or not until you look at his eyes and see the twinkle#he gets bones ALL THE TIME with incendiary comments and deadpan delivery until bones starts to squint and go--#--no. no way you actually think that. youre messing with me on purpose. i'm ENTERTAINING you. vulcans don't get bored my ass#it's enrichment for both of them <333 not even kidding. It's good for them both lmaoo#mcspirk bingo#dust trek comics
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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.
#the bats absolutely disgusted that someone would dare desacrate the grave of a dead child: 😡😡#meanwhile danny: :(where’s my friend#Jason is a sad bean who thinks no one even thinks of him#in this au they will>:)#I had a sense of where to go with this but it was all over the place honestly#i just also love the idea of them not finding him until he enters the stage as red hood and the bats just. clock him down so fast#like. omg Jason!! we’ve been searching everywhere!!!#proceed to tackle the fuck out of him with hugs 💕💕#jason’s worldview crumbles cuz#you guys noticed i got outta my grave 🥺??#obviously there’s still the replacement and joker’s still alive point but shhh#one thing at the time#danny fenton#jason todd#ghost cores#also yes the violence tendency was a wink to the pit madness#batman#red hood#dp x dc#also when all was resolved danny and dick would absolutely fight over who gets big brother privileges#danny: I adopted him when you didn’t even know he was alive#dick: yeah? well I adopted him when you didn’t even know he existed#danny: you Dick! you already have Tim#jason:#jason: uhh guys I’m a 2x1 package#(slides Damian into view)#Danny and Dick look at each other#Danny: you get one I get one?#Dick: No!#😔 dick just wants to gatekeep all his little brothers (he has secretly adopted Danny too)
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#Eddie spread them even more after#wink wink#I can just imagine these two bitches fucking against a wall all of the sudden after realizing new kinks#Steve likes to be manhandled and Eddie likes to see pretty boys let out small noises of protest#GOOD KIND#AHH#steddie#I love these two#hairfreak#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things#incorrect quotes#pic#edit#steve x eddie#steddie fandom
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Did you not see the imminent impalement in your future?!
Agatha All Along 1x07 - Death's Hand in Mine
#tv: agatha all along#agathaallalongedit#agatha harkness#lilia calderu#billy teen#billy teenager#billy maximoff#marveledit#mcuedit#dailymarvelgifs#marvelgifs#my edit#kathryn hahn#petty lupone#joe locke#first of all to counter all tweets i saw#saying agatha didn't do anything productive this episode#yes she did; she saved lilia's life#second of all you know the writers of the episode#are elphaba and glinda shippers#because they did this as a subtle wink wink nudge nudge#third: for half a second lilia thought agatha was taking#advantage of her#fourth: in other circumstances you know agatha would make#a joke about the position they found themselves#also did kathryn hahn have it in the cards#she'd end up straddling theee patti lupone?#heh#but also agatha really is trying to make amends from#accidentally killing alice by trying to save lilia's life
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BOYD CROWDER & AVA CROWDER in 'JUSTIFIED' (SEASON 2)
I lied for you taking that mining money. This is different, Ava. I guess me taking you in and building you up was a mistake. Just set you back to square one. That's not true. You took me in, and you healed me, Ava. You give me a reason to wake up in the morning. For that, I'll be eternally grateful.
#justifiededit#boyd crowder#ava crowder#boyd x ava#walton goggins#joelle carter#justified#justified fx#my southeastern babies my criminal kids my discount mcwexler!!!!!!!#it's the way she was already bearing his name long before taking him to her bed it's the way their bond sealed in blood#it's the way they both belong to harlan to their bones unlike raylan *whom they both love dearly and yet and YET*#it's the way 'you disrespect ava one more time i'm gonna come across this table'#it's the way he had to see her one more time even if it was from a distance#and the way it's all about devotion and obsession. and hunger for a place in the sun for love with teeth but make it ugly soft at the edges#and above all it's the way i'm forever registered in a rarepairhole!!!!!!!!!!#justified renaissance on tumblr dot com but no love for boydava??? i feel NO god in this chili's tonight#shitty things i do for love#also also mr goggins should tongue kiss his costars more often *wink wink at s2 fallout*
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Saw this post and couldn't resist because,
1.) @tesscourtes' human!Bill is a lil cutie-patootie menace that I very badly wanted to draw, and,
2.) I have a - M I G H T Y - N E E D - for any version of human!Bill to find any way he possibly can to annoy Ford a whole lot :D
Also, 3.) I like to headcanon that Bill's knowledge in The Sciences is mostly limited to 'Ways I Can Make A Really Cool Doomsday Portal', and everything else he knows is just a slapdash mix of the stuff he remembers from whatever schooling he went through on Euclydia, a whole awful lot of lucky guesses (which he WILL gaslight you about if you tell him he's wrong), and - naturally - conning all the rest of the answers he needs out of any more educated saps who are unfortunate enough to be around him at the time (answers which he will then proceed to take credit for), so as far as I'm concerned, this "outfit" is perfect for him.
Ignore the shitty backgrounds, I am sick to death of doing backgrounds, I just want to draw goofy shenanigans, okay???
#fanart#billford#bill cipher#stanford pines#gravity falls#mabel pines#human bill cipher#my headcanon is not to say i don't think bill is smart. bill is clearly Very Smart. he just applies all his smarts to con artistry and evil#which - honestly? MOOD#tagging the ship because this particular AU is Decidedly Billford XD#i'd say 'their divorce is going so well' but i think they're too busy with doing ~other stuff~ to actually get divorced#if ya know what i mean - wink wink#i hope i drew him okay ahaha i tried my best but i am still crawling and scraping my way out of massive art burnout :‚)#and i gotta add - it is ROUGH transitioning from drawing furries to drawing regular humans again O-O;#prolly gonna draw this lil menace again with a few other human!bill designs i like all in one image :3c#for rn tho i have an equally mighty need to address a post joking about how bill is not allowed to swear and hates it#got a few perfect quotes from 'the good place' i can utilize with just that one little concept‚ lemme tell ya OuO
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For @lucienweekofficial Day 2 - Fox
Featuring Lucien quaking in his cute fox pajamas while he and his fawn watch a scary movie
Don't worry guys, Elain will protect him 🙂↕️
Art by: @unusualmuffin-art
Commissioned by me (@littlefireling)
I absolutely love how this piece came out 🥹💗. You are so talented! Thank you!!
** Reposts are okay with proper credit**
#lucien really just wants an excuse to hold elain’s hand#he’s not scared at all *wink wink*#lucienweek2024#acotar#lucien vanserra#elucien#pro lucien vanserra#elain archeron#lucien vandaddy#pro elucien#elain x lucien#pro lucien#pro elain
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