#au random

[toxic-marcy-ilustrations]

Tilino

Lamb: Are you sure this is going to work? 😟

Goat: You calm and I nervous, with this song my love fell. 😎✨

*Plays "Reggaeton Champagne"*

Goat definitely didn't make the best decision, but with what song would you like Lamb to declare his eternal and unforgettable love for you? Maybe with one from Juan Gabriel?

More from the Liceo AU... I don't know what I'm doing with my life. 😩😩😩

[juunipupu]

Knight piercer, sword-breaker, and Dame

[peace-hunter]

nothing better than thirteen ghosts living in your chest to distract you from a bad break-up </3

the thrilling sequel to this lol

[cloud-ya]

hey i found this in the corner of your room

[psychokatrixxxy]

Batfam AU

Damian was captured by some villain, and Dick just saved him.

Nightwing: Why didn't you send a distress signal? You could have gotten hurt. What if I didn't get here in time?

Robin: tt, stop your incessant nagging, Grayson. I can handle myself. Besides, I did send out a distress signal.

Nightwing: Really, cause I didn't get it, and neither did B.

Robin, realizing something: Ah, I believe I may have alerted someone else of my capture then...

Nightwing: who-

He's cut off as a red figure barrels through the window, shattering it.

Red Hood, guns cocked as he looks around the room: Who the fuck do I need to kill?

Robin, deadpan: Impeccable timing as always, Akhi.

[ollyrewind]

merlin and arthur hunting ghosts? yes, great, BUT hear me out

[zhelin-thames]

A Ghostly Text Mishap

Danny flopped onto his bed, phone in hand, glaring at the screen. Another long day of dealing with Vlad's manipulative nonsense had left him frustrated beyond belief. He opened his messages, found the contact labeled Trucker, and began furiously typing.

Danny: You will NOT believe what Plasmius did this time. The absolute NERVE of this guy. You’d think being half-dead would make someone LESS petty, but nooo, this man’s ego is bigger than the Ghost Zone.

Danny: He tried to "buy" my parents' company AGAIN. He offered to “help” with ghost containment tech but really just wants to snoop around for weaknesses in the portal.

Danny: AND he had the audacity to call me “Little Badger” like it’s a term of endearment. I swear, if I hear that ONE MORE TIME, I might go full ghost and dropkick him into the Fenton Thermos.

Satisfied with his venting, Danny tossed his phone onto the bed and buried his face in his pillow. Unbeknownst to him, he had made one critical mistake.

Jason Todd, aka Red Hood, was sitting in his safe house, polishing his guns when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen.

Unknown Number: You will NOT believe what Plasmius did this time…

Jason raised an eyebrow. “What the hell is this?” he muttered, scrolling through the tirade. By the time he got to “Little Badger”, he was smirking.

He typed back:

Jason: Kid, I think you’ve got the wrong number. Unless this “Plasmius” guy is a Gotham villain I’ve somehow missed.

Danny’s phone buzzed, and he rolled over to check it. His heart dropped when he saw the reply.

Danny: Oh no. This isn’t Trucker, is it?

Jason: Nope. But you’ve got my attention. Who’s Plasmius, and why does he sound like the type of guy I’d shoot on principle?

Danny hesitated, then decided to just roll with it.

Danny: Short version: he’s a half-ghost fruitloop billionaire who’s obsessed with ruining my life, becoming my creepy stepdad, and taking over the world. Think Lex Luthor but undead and ickier.

Jason burst out laughing, earning a curious glance from Roy Harper, who had just walked in.

“Who’s got you laughing like that?” Roy asked, setting down a bag of takeout.

“Some kid who texted me by mistake,” Jason replied, showing him the messages.

Roy skimmed them and snickered. “Plasmius? Sounds like a knockoff vampire villain.”

Jason’s fingers flew over the keyboard.

Jason: Okay, kid, you’ve officially got my interest. I don’t know who you are, but if this Plasmius guy’s half as bad as you say, I’ve got some creative ways to deal with him. You in Gotham?

Danny stared at the message, blinking. Who even was this guy? But... he did sound like he knew how to handle problems.

Danny: Uh, no. I’m from Amity Park. It’s kind of a supernatural hotspot, so I’ve got it covered. But thanks for the offer, I guess?

Jason smirked.

Jason: Supernatural hotspot? Kid, you’re talking to someone who’s been resurrected. Ghosts don’t scare me.

Danny froze. Resurrected? Oh no. This guy might actually know about the supernatural.

Danny: ...Wait, who ARE you?

Jason: Name’s Jason. Most people call me Red Hood. Ever heard of me?

Danny blinked, then groaned. “Of course. I text a vigilante. Just my luck.”

Danny: ...Yeah, I’ve heard of you. So, uh, thanks for not tracking this number and showing up at my house or something.

Jason: Yet.

Danny felt a shiver run down his spine.

Danny: That’s not funny, dude.

Jason: Relax, Little Badger. Your secret’s safe with me. For now. But hey, if you ever need help dealing with your undead billionaire problem, hit me up.

Danny sighed, shaking his head.

Danny: Sure. Thanks, I guess?

Jason leaned back, grinning as he saved the number under Ghost Kid.

“Roy, I think I just found the weirdest contact in my phone.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Roy replied, tossing Jason a burger.

“Not bad. Just… different.” Jason chuckled. “Plasmius, huh? Sounds like fun.”

[chez-cinnamon]

Some more AU design ideas, this time with Zooble and Queenie!!

Honestly loving them both even if they're first drafts-

And some bonus doodles!! Leaderboard for life.....

[minxinq]

blazamy band/idol au lalala

[jztr-77]

The cross-over ever

AUs by @honeqq and @void-dude ! They've been haunting my every waking thoughts these few days

[cupcakeslushie]

Just a silly, rushed thing 😅

[friedri-ce]

THE LAST SUPPER || comic

[magicomens]

Fellas is it gay if you start having A Feeling when your ex-manservant holds your hand

First >> Prev >> Next

[bamsara]

Death's Temple

Some art for some scenes I'm writing for much later

[adventure-goth]

Can’t get the thought of tattoo artist Ghost. . . big and gruff, barely talks during session. But wonderfully talented, his dark brown eyes laser focused on the flesh canvas before him

But thennnnnnn. .. . you walk in. . . a sweet shy little thing. . . wanting a back piece. .. or maybe something over your clavicle. . . .

. . . . something something. . . ending up cock warming simon while he tattoos you. . .

His thick girth stretching you out as you whine, pussy weeping slick onto his trousers. . . as he feels your walls clench around him when he hits a particular spot with the tattoo gun. . . trying to resist the urge to move. . . knowing you need to stay still. . but it just feels so damn good. . .

“Uh uh uhhhh. . . . stay still sweetheart. . .thats it. . . good girl. . sitting so well for me.”

Any ways. . . . have a lovely evening. . . .