#basically just don’t read this

[lygma-nygma]

Being a batfam fan is funny because people will make a post like “here’s my headcanon-“ and it’s just something that’s directly canon to the story then post about major canon events and get everything wrong.

[tummysmoocher]

Imagining him sitting on a couch under me, moaning and trying to stifle burps. He can ask me to stop but he keeps eating anyway, taking everything I put in front of his mouth. His shirt is pulled up and resting on his bloated tummy, his jeans undone and framing his lower belly perfectly. Weakly letting his head fall back as he rubs his stomach with one hand and runs the other through his hair. How I would get on my knees between his thighs just to kiss his belly everywhere, pulling little whines and gasps from his lips, my teeth nipping at the soft spot of underbelly below his navel. Enough to drive me crazy.

[little-pondhead]

The Curse Of Hope

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Danny is in another universe. He had a reason, but he doesn’t remember anymore. He can only stare, horrified and disgusted, at the sickest city spirit he’s ever seen. Shivering and swaying with every step, core exposed, and ectoplasm leaking from wounds that are decades old. A ratty blanket was thrown over their shoulders, barely hiding the spirit’s pale grey skin and protruding black bones.

The spirit didn’t even sense him until he reached out to touch its wispy shoulders. The spirit flinched, clutching at the dozens of trinkets hanging from their neck and tucking in on themselves like they were expecting a blow.

“Oh, shit,” He swore, floating back a few feet, hands in the air, to show he meant no harm. “I’m sorry. I promise, I’m not here to steal from you.” The spirit shivered again and rolled a pearl necklace in between their fingers. A nervous habit. “Uh, I like that pocket watch? It’s very nice.”

That got their attention. They peeked at Danny, and he saw that more tattered cloth was covering their eyes, blending in with the stringy hair that reached the ground. Their blanket fluttered weakly, revealing hundreds of thousands of tiny marks etched into their skin. Scars, really. Scars that wrote out curse after curse onto the spirit’s very being. They burned with evil intent, and even reached inside the spirit’s body and wrapped around their core.

Occasionally, blinding specks of color raced across their body, temporarily erasing the writing, but it always returned quickly. He watched, a little detached, as one particular line rewrote itself across their rough forearm, drawing fresh ectoplasm like someone was writing it with a thin knife.

“Are you…alright?” Danny stuttered. A stupid question.

The spirit cocked its head. He couldn’t see their eyes, but he felt their burning gaze as they pondered the question.

“The pain of others becomes mine own.” They rasped. “The lights of the city dim as rotten wealth clogs mine veins. Magicks long forgotten have eaten mine skins, pulled mine cloak, and darkened mine skies. Helios has refused to grace mine doorstep, and the seasons of the Earth have revoked their kindness.”

Danny held his breath. It felt like he was the one with the exposed core, not the spirit.

The spirit shivered once more. “Tell mine soul, little lamb. How could this Forsaken City know peace, when it was long since ripped from mine hands?”

Shit, he needed Frostbite. And maybe Clockwork. Now.

-Or-

Danny meets the spirit of Gotham City. The villains and rogues that have plagued the city for decades are literal curses that are taking quite the toll on Gotham, and honestly, Danny isn’t sure how much longer they can hold out. The heroes seem to be doing some help, and are probably the reason Gotham made it this far, but the poor city needs help from the Realms if they want to get better.

Luckily, Danny can provide that help.

But only if he could get Gotham to leave their city behind. Because recovery is going to take a very long time.

[glow-worms-are-believers]

I think we Khan do it if we try (dp x dc)

Danny’s well-deserved Sunday of rest was interrupted by the sound of their doorbell ringing throughout the house. With barely a mumble, Danny cracked an eye open, observed it was much too early to be awake, and burrowed back in the covers.

He was brutally ripped away from sleep once again when the stupid doorbell rang again. With a groan, Danny rolled to the side as his brain slowly started to churn again. And with it, he slowly remembered that both Jazz and their parents had said they’d be out for the morning, which meant he was the only one home.

The doorbell rang for the third time, and Danny gave up the idea of out-stubborning whoever was at the front door. Through much effort, he managed to drag himself to the front door, and slam the door open on two older teenager/young adults, with one of them his hand raised and poised to ring a fourth time, and the other holding onto the guy’s wrist. Both of them, their eyes wide in surprise.

“Who’s it?” Danny yawned out as he leaned against the doorframe.

“Is this the residence of Madeleine Walker?” One of the guys asked, while looking suspiciously around as if he wasn’t expecting a positive answer.

“Yeah. Who’re you,” Danny mumbled, as he fought to keep his eyes open. 

“I’m Bruce and I want to learn all that I can from Master Walker,” The other guy, with the darker hair said. 

“Doctor,” Danny corrected as he rubbed at his eyes, his brain feeling like it was working through molasses. “And it’s Fenton.”

The lighter haired guy took over smoothly with a smirk towards the other guy, who’s jaw tightened in a way that couldn’t have been comfortable. “Anton,” he introduced himself, “I’ve come to seek Dr. Fenton’s guidance as I have done with masters of the craft from all over the world.”

Danny squinted as he struggled to make sense of the string of words coming out of the guy’s mouth. “What, so you guys are, like, exchange students?”

The lighter-haired guy opened his mouth, only to be elbowed in the gut by the darker-haired dude, but Danny was too busy trying to remember if there had been any talk of an exchange student recently. He knew his parents had considered it and even applied, but the house hadn’t passed muster for the committee’s criteria, which fair enough. Maybe they’d reconsidered? Danny sighed. Whatever, it was too early for this.

“Alright,” the halfa said. The room his parents had set up was still ready and they had applied. It wouldn’t be too surprising if his parents had forgotten to inform Jazz and him of the newcomers, or just forgotten about them altogether. “Alright come in.”

“And don’t forget to take off your shoes,” Danny added as he led them into the house, “mom hates when we walk on the carpets with them on.”

With his back to the two man, Danny missed the alarmed look they gave each other. “Mom?” He could hear one of them whisper to themself.

Weeks later, Danny would come to regret that decision with every fiber of his being.

“Mo-om, the exchange students are fighting again!”

“Leave them be, Jazz,”

“But mom, they’re blocking the way to the bathroom!”

Danny clenched his eyes shut as he tried to stuff his ears harder. 

Still better than the time he’d caught them both half-naked and wrestling on their front lawn like a couple of insane people.

[butchsaint]

the 2024 dive season is starting early!! the vessel will probably reach the terror and erebus wreck sites in two weeks!

[communistkenobi]

I don’t like when people ask how many books you plan to read/have read this year one because I think that’s a weird relationship to have to books and two because I think even reading a chapter or a portion of something is valuable. this is especially true with non-fiction but even with fiction I think any amount you read, even if you don’t read the entire thing, is not a failure or ‘incomplete’

[godofstupidsentences]

I desperately want to know more about the batfamily lore bc I love them already but it’s??? So complicated???

[reflectionsofgalaxies]

I’m officially past the ‘young’ timeline in house of the dragon, and I liked young Rhaenyra, but adult Rhaenyra??

I love her 🖤

King Viserys, to his daughter, who LITERALLY just gave birth: ‘I do hope the labour was easy.’

Rhaenyra, pausing, and then, casually: ‘I think I called the midwife a cunt.’

[thecatsaesthetics]

Me when I see the “Why didn’t Rhys do XYZ while Under the Mountain” crowd

[olasketches]

so because we have only three chapters left, I’ve decided that I’m going to wait for the official release instead of going through the leaks as I’ve been doing for… almost the past 2 years. I don’t want the leaks and the fandom discourse to ruin my last experience with jjk as a still ongoing manga… plus I thought it would be more fun and enjoyable this way... more special ig (I’m being so sappy ik) wish me luck guys!!

[why-the-heck-not]

02.10.23, thursday

I feel like taking whole weekends off doesn’t work for me. Like if I take the days off, I’ll get stuck in that mood and I’m just now getting back to the groove of things, and it’s friday again tmrw. I think the ideal for me would be like 2 weeks on and then couple days off. Something I could actually do sometimes if I just schedule it. But couple last weekends I’ve had set plans so had to have actual weekends and my productivity has taken the hit

[designernishiki]

it’s kinda funny to me how that dumb scene in kiwami 1 of majima getting shot and left for dead in the harbor was basically just added as a half-assed way to explain majima not being around for a bit of the plot, but they accidentally(?) just made it seem like start of a chain reaction where majima ended up feeling slighted and heartbroken after being abandoned like that and then lashed out about it via smashing a big truck into the building kiryu was in. and yeah that isn’t inherently a romantic thing as-is but then they go and add the part where majima grabs a hostess and performatively hits on her as in-kiryu’s-face as possible, she says she’s already in love with someone, and majima lets her go immediately, no questions asked, making a big fucking point of it just to say see THAT kiryu? I appreciate when people are HONEST about their FEELINGS. people who won’t just BACKSTAB someone who CARES about them to save themselves. is that so crazy kiryu?? huh??? anyway make it up to me get down here and fight me right fucking now

[eowyntheavenger]

I’m so happy! The publication took my article—AND THEN POSTED IT ON THE FRONT PAGE! :)

[might-be-tiny-gt]

Last year I wrote a story about a streamer who shrinks based on chat donations. I meant it as a one shot, but guys…. GUYSSSSS.

I think about this story ‘s universe a lot. I have lore notes just collecting dust and I need to share it or I might go absolutely mad XD Made these visuals charts to get the basics across but if you’re interested in my lore and semantic ramblings, feel free to read below the cut.

Consider this my unofficial pitch bible for Down Played.

General premise: Monica Diaz is Twitch streamer with steadily growing fan base. Her tag is MiniMushroom and her aesthetic is cottage core. She loves all things magical and tiny, especially toadstool mushrooms, that’s the image most associated with her “brand.” She’s approached by a mysterious benefactor who has developed technology specifically for Monica to test and utilize for her streams. It’s called Byte-Syzed Tech and it connects to a user’s twitch stream and based on the user’s preferences, gives the audience the ability to change the user’s height. The one shot I wrote takes place during Monica’s first live use of Byte-Syzed tech on stream. If I were to develop this into a full story I’d probably go back a bit and start around when Monica is first approached about using Byte-Syzed tech then continue to follow Monica adjusting to using Byte-Syzed more often. How she deals with the size change on camera, off camera, how her social and personal life are affected, all that good stuff. I think it would like a slice of life feel good kinda story.

Characters:

- Monica - Main character and primary user of Byte-Syzed tech. Surprisingly enough, she’s actually a law school grad who probably would have put her degree to use if she didn’t accidentally gain a massive following on twitch. Funny how life works out. She stands at 6’4 and always was fascinated with the idea of being small (Basically, she’s a g/t nerd who doesn’t know what g/t is) so being gifted Byte-Syzed and being able to use it on stream is kinda a dream come true.

- Kim - Monica’s girlfriend, roommate, and stream moderator. Kim and Monica were high school sweethearts but drifted apart in college due to personal matters in Kim’s life including having to drop out of college. Kim and Monica rekindled their relationship a few years later and Kim cites Monica and her encouragement as a big reason why she’s been able to get her life back together. She’s currently back in college working on getting her degree in Mathematics.

- The Twitch Team- Moni hosts solo streams but also very often collabs with three of her online friends. Ariel (@Lifeisthebubbles), a Vtuber who is the only one Moni has met in person. Corey (@McDonuts) an NB asmrist on youtube who started streaming games for fun. And Phin (@UrguyPhin) Corey's bf and the competitive gamer of the four. All three of them were streaming with Monica when she first used Byte-Syzed and have since gotten used to pausing their games so an ever shrinking Monica can adjust her set up.

- The Benefactors- Keeping their (Plural, there are two of them) exact identity to myself for the time being, but basically they’re mad scientists with the best intentions. Their antics have garnered attention across the internet as they have created and gifted inventions to up and coming online creators that seem to defy all laws of physics. Anti Gravity chambers, a literal money tree, a mask the morphs the wearer’s face, and now the Byte-Syzed size changing tech. Despite their inventions going viral, their identities have remained hidden. So what is their deal? They’re just big fans of these creators and for lack of drawing skills have gifted them weird inventions instead. Nerds… Due to the nature of Byte-Syzed and the possible effects it can have on the human body, Monica and Kim remain in close contact with them.

How Byte-Syzed Works in Universe: This I wrote tons of notes about when I first thought of the idea. Byte-Syzed can be divided into three key components; The program, the arm band monitor, and the sync suit.

The Program is installed on the user’s computer and connects directly to the arm band monitor and sync suit. The program has user friendly set up that allows the user to input the direction of height change (Shrink or Grow), The minimum or maximum height change, How height change occurs (By views, chat commands, donations, etc.), and rate of height change (How much height is gained or lost with each instance of viewer interaction.) EX: If height is based on donations, the user can set it up so they lose 1 inch for every 10 dollars donated. They can set the minimum height to 6 inches, so once they’ve received enough donations that they have shrunk down to 6 inches, Byte-Syzed will hold at that height. More donations may come in after, but the height will remain at 6 inches for the duration of the stream.)

The Arm Band Monitor, is the device the physically changes the user’s height after connecting to the Byte-Syzed Program. It also monitors and display’s the user’s current height and vitals. All data collected from the arm band will then be saved and can be referenced later if the band is connected to the computer. The arm band must be kept on at all times during active use and active reset of Byte-Syzed. Active use is the time in which Byte-Syzed is being used in a stream and the user’s height is actively changing. Active reset refers to time after the stream has ended and the user is either set at their new current height or in the process of returning to their normal height. After a stream has ended the user will remain at their changed height until they press the reset button on the monitor. Once the reset button is active, the user will return to their normal height at 1.5 times the amount of time it took to change to their current changed height. EX: A user has finished a stream that was 4 hours. They hit the reset button which will return them to normal over the course of 6 hours. (4x1.5=6) This only applies for time Byte-Syzed was in use, not how long a size change occurred. EX: If the user’s stream was 4 hours, but they reached their minimum height in 3 hours, the reset function will account for the 4 hours the stream lasted. This is a safety procedure to reduce stress on the user’s body. Note: If the reset button is not pressed, the user will remain at their changed height for a period of 12 hours. After 12 hours, the reset function will kick in automatically.

The Synchronized Suit or Sync Suit is directly connected to the Byte-Syzed program and will grow and shrink with the user at the same rate as the user. Normal clothing can be worn above it but they will not change size with the user, only the sync suit. The sync suit Monica received came with the suit, shoes, and a headset with a built in microphone to keep audio input even over the course of her size changing. More sync suits are in the process of being designed and produced, with the goal of making sync suits that resemble everyday clothing like t shirts or skirts.

Fun Story Ideas:

- Origin story. How Monica met the benefactors and was gifted Byte-Syzed, her and Kim’s gripes about using it, actually going through with it and the pros and cons she noticed, the end of her first size changing stream and dealing with being tiny in her own room and her girlfriend’s hands. Etc etc

- Monica finished a late night stream using byte Syzed and forgets to press reset when she goes to sleep so instead of growing back over the course of the night she wakes up at her tiny size. After realizing her mistake she begins the growth process but now has to do it while attempting to do her regular day time activities.

- Monica is approached by a doll company to collaborate on a new doll based on her, only issue, their studio is several hours away and they want her to model at both her full height and at the height of the dolls. After some consideration Monica and Kim decide to take a road trip to the studio and use Byte Syzed at the studio under Kim’s careful supervision. What could go wrong?

- Months have passed and Kim and Monica have grown well adjusted to the major size difference between them after Monica finishes a byte syze stream, however curiosity has gotten the best of her and Kim wonders what it would be like to be the tiny one for a change.

If you have read this far, you have my eternal gratitude. Thanks for reading this far, I really hope you liked it XD Maybe if time and motivation allows I can flesh the story out.

[starrylevi]

Going to the beach with Levi 🏝️💦🥰

(This was just supposed to be a simple headcanon but my brain would not rest until all of this was written)

You know the beach isn’t exactly Levi’s favorite place. The water’s usually cold, the sand can be especially messy, and beaches tend to be extremely crowded. However, it’s summer time and of course Levi knew at some point you would want to go. So he rents a car, loads up the lounge chairs and umbrellas you both ordered, along with a cooler. Levi’s a planner so he made sure to think of everything. Once you get to the beach, both of you set everything up. Levi puts sunscreen on himself before he applies it onto you, mumbling “The UV rays will kill you…”

You take endless pictures of Levi, capturing his toned body, his black swim trunks hanging loosely around his hips while wearing the black ray bans you bought him.

Levi tells you he’s not going into the water which earns him a frown from you. You show him the waterproof case you brought specifically for taking pictures while in the water. “You don’t really trust that thing, do you?” He asks incredulously. He’ll roll his eyes at you as you double down, assuring him your phone will be safe.

You practically have to drag him to get him into the ocean, tugging on his hand as he reluctantly follows you into the water.

“Oh my god, it’s cold.” You laugh, letting go of his hand to wrap your arms around yourself.

“What, it isn’t as great as you thought it would be?” You hear Levi tease behind you, chuckling at your discomfort of the temperature of the water. You quickly forget about the freezing water and turn around, splashing water towards him. The water hits its mark, droplets appearing on his hair, face, and body. He isn’t expecting that so it takes him a second to recover. He doesn’t move, his eyes narrow at you once he’s able to blink the water out of them. “I’m going to give you till the count of 3, Y/N.” He says calmly, wearing an almost imperceptible smirk.

“No, I’m sorry!” You yell out, laughter still in your voice as you back away from him, knowing he’s not going to let you get away with this.

“One.”

“Shit…” You giggle as you attempt to put some distance between you two. It’s difficult because of the waves that keep threatening to bring you back to him.

“Two.” His smirk is more noticeable now, and his eyes have a playful glint in them.

You keep backing away, fighting against the waves as you watch Levi.

“Three.”

You don’t know why you even tried outrun the man, especially in water. Levi catches up to you in seconds, one of his slender arms seizes you by the waist, yanking you back to him so you’re both chest to chest. While still holding you to his chest, he scoops you up, the other arm going under the back of your knees so that he’s carrying you bridal style.

You shriek loudly while closing your eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

You hear Levi’s low chuckle but you also feel it, the vibrations of the wonderful sound present in his chest. “Open your eyes, brat.”

You oblige, opening one eye cautiously before also opening the other. Levi’s smirking down at you in his arms and you can’t help but admire him for a moment. Strands of wet black hair stick to his forehead as he looks at you. With the sun hitting him directly his eyes shine a brilliant blue, almost matching the clear sky. Beads of water grace his porcelain skin, running down his face, neck, and chest. “You’re so pretty.” You say without thinking.

Levi playfully rolls his eyes, the smirk still on his face. “Flattery will get you nowhere in this situation.”

“Damn.”

“Yeah.” He pretend pouts before he brings you closer to him, leaning his own head down so he can give you a soft kiss. “Hold your nose.” He murmurs as he pulls away from your lips. You almost don’t register what he’s saying until you see his smirk get wider. Your own eyes widen and you quickly hold your nose before Levi plunges you into the cold water, releasing you from his hold. You’re not under for long before you feel Levi’s arms pulling you back up to the surface.

You take a deep breath once you’re not underwater anywhere. “Thank you for that.” You say with a chuckle as you slick back your wet hair.

Levi responds with a chuckle of his own before pulling you to him for another kiss, feeling his smile as he places his lips against yours. You live for these moments with Levi, the ones in which you both, especially Levi, forget all about your responsibilities and just have fun.

“Ooo, can I get on your back?” You ask excitedly as you gently pull away.

“What for?”

“So you can carry me around.” You say with a smile. “It’ll be fun!”

“Get on, brat.” He orders as he turns his back to you, crouching down a little so it’s easier for you to get on. You use his shoulders for support as you mount, wrapping your arms around neck while you wrap your legs around his waist. You feel him as he hooks his arms under your legs to keep you secure.

You remember the lanyard around your own neck, that’s attached to the waterproof phone case. You use this opportunity to pull it out and take a selfie of you and Levi.

“Really?” You hear Levi ask as you hold out the phone in front of both of you, angling it up to get a better picture.

“Yes, really.” You answer before putting on a smile and snapping a photo of the both of you, noting Levi’s resting bitch face. “If you could smile in the next one that would be great!”

You’re the one person that Levi will let take pictures of him. 99% of the pictures you take involving him live in your phone, never to be seen by anyone else. They are for your eyes only. The other 1% you share on social media, but only if he’s okay with it. You respect Levi’s privacy.

You see Levi roll his eyes through the camera and you chuckle, capturing the moment. “Smile, Levi.” You say before taking another picture. He offers you a hint of a smile, which is good enough for you. The last picture you take is of you capturing Levi off guard by quickly kissing his cheek. It’s probably your favorite as you see a hint of blush in Levi’s cheeks. “Okay, we’re done!”

“Thank God.”

You chuckle as you return your arm around Levi’s neck, securing yourself against him. You both float around like this for about twenty minutes, making conversation about mermaids and sirens (Levi doesn’t think they’re real but you don’t waver on your stance that they are) Erwin’s barbecue that you’re both supposed to attend the next day (“He better not burn the meat.” Levi says with a huff) and other random things (“I wonder what birds think about all day“ “They just eat, shit, and piss”).

After, you both get out of the water. Levi reaches his lounge chair and lies down on it. Once you see him comfortably lying down, you get the idea to lie down with him. “Don’t have your own chair?” Levi jokes as he spreads his legs, making space you can lie in between them. You’re snug as a bug in the chair with him, your head lying on his chest and his arms loosely wrapped around you his fingers gently trace circles on your back. It’s incredibly soothing and you end up falling asleep for about half an hour. You only wake up because you feel light taps on your shoulder and soft kisses to your forehead.

“Hm?” You lift your head up lazily, nose scrunched as you look up at Levi.

“Hungry?”

You give him a little nod and you see him reach for something on the side before bringing back a sandwich. He pulls it out of the ziplock bag and holds it up to your mouth, gesturing for you to take a bite. You take a bite, savoring the taste. “Thank you.” He feeds you the rest of the sandwich before offering you a bottle of water to wash it down.

You decide to take a few more photos while still resting on Levi’s chest. You’re being silly in most of the photos while Levi’s in the background with his sunglasses on, wearing his usual stoic expression. You do get a few shots in which he’s chuckling, looking absolutely gorgeous. You also manage to get him to put him up a peace sign in one of the pictures.

What really surprises you is while you’re taking a short video of the beach. You capture the beautiful scenery before turning the video back on you and Levi, at which moment he gently grabs your chin between his fingers and slowly leads your lips to his, pulling you into a sensual kiss. You almost feel dizzy when he pulls back just an inch. “Did you get that on video?” He asks with a hint of a smile.

“I…uh, some of it, I think.” You reply, trying not to fumble your words.

“That’s only for you and me, hm?”

You nod. “Yeah, yeah…of course. That wasn’t even a thought in my brain.” You reply with a bashful smile, really happy that he let you capture that intimate moment on camera. There’s no need to share it with anyone else.

“Thank you.” You say shyly with a giggle, not even fully understanding why you’re thanking him. The man turns you to absolute mush. Levi chuckles along with you. You don’t see the shine in his eyes behind his glasses but it’s there.

You need to have beach days with Levi more often.

[cynicalmusings]