#beef is also there

[dmwrites]

It was to the point that xB stayed up for days on end, finding any excuse to not even look at a bed. Luckily for him, Beef was similar, but mostly because he was so obsessed over his card game project. There may not even be hermits to play it, by god damn it Beef was going to finish this card game.

xB helped where he could, it was nice to have someone to talk to at the very least. And Beef, as a fellow loner, was very understanding when xB went out on his own. Beef never asked questions, or at least, never pried too often.

Today was not one of those blessed days.

“Dude, when was the last time you got a good night’s sleep?”

xB grimaced and put down the shulker full of carpet down hard, hoping this would end the conversation before it really started. “Uhh, dunno, been busy.”

“Dude!” Beef, clearly ignoring xB’s silent pleas to stop talking, said in concern. “That’s no bueno, my friend. Sleep is important from time to time. I know you’re like, a fish, or something I don’t know, but fish sleep too… I think, do fish sleep? Aren’t their like eyes open but they’re- anyway, the point is, you gotta rest those vibrant blue orbs of yours, get your beauty sleep!”

“I thought I was pretty already.” xB replied slyly, always willing to stir the pot.

“Oh, well, of course, xB, you’re like the second hottest hermit here, but you’d look even prettier if you slept. You look like a haggard witch- in a good way!” Beef said.

xB, despite his trepidation about the night to come, giggled. “A haggard witch?? Oh my god, I’m leaving you.”

“In a good way!” Beef reminded him, also laughing, and slung an arm around xB’s shoulders so he couldn’t fly off. “I will make you sleep, xB. As your friend, currently your only friend here, it is my duty to. Come on, the sun is setting. Put down your bed, you can even put it next to mine if you want, and we’ll catch some Z’s.”

xB wished he could explain, wish he knew even where to begin with why he didn’t want to sleep. But Beef was stronger then him, and xB reluctantly put down his bed. Just looking at it made a wave of dizzying tiredness rush through him. He got in, and before Beef could even say goodnight to him, he was out.

And then, he was awake again.

“God damn it.” He muttered.

Even thought his eyes were closed, the sun was shining through his eyelids. He reluctantly opened his eyes and sighed. A slime squished nearby. He got up from the bed he’d hastily set down at the foot of some giant statue of a man with a pink coat or something. The sun was rising over this swamp kingdom. Might as well keep heading on, xB thought, since I’m here. He packed up his bed, the bits of food he’d collected, and found a path to walk on.

He supposed it could be worse, waking up in this dream world. He just wished that it felt less real then the Hermitcraft world, so he really knew which one was a dream. He was tired in both, which was annoying. And both felt real, which was just confusing.

Every time he fell asleep, he just kept walking, kept exploring this abandoned land. Despite it all, xB was curious. These lands, kingdoms really, all felt so loved. Blocks placed with care, well-worn paths, silly jokes on signs. So why was it empty? He felt like an intruder, but then again, how can one intrude when there is no other life to intrude upon?

He’d been to the land across the ravine, so he picked another direction, and by nightfall, ended up in the far end of some other kingdom, which had bits of red stuff all over the ground. He settled down by what looked like a summoning circle, which was concerning, but hey, what wasnt anymore.

He got into bed, watching the sun start to set. And just as he closed his eyes, he heard a distinct pop, and a voice he’d never heard spoke.

“Hola? Hello? Who are you?”

“xB?”

xB gasped and jolted upright, grabbing onto the closest thing to him.

“Woah there, you trying to feel me up already?” Beef chuckled.

“Oh, sorry.” xB said, wrenching his hand back from Beef’s bicep.

“Didn’t mean to startle you. You must have been sleeping hard.” Beef said, making his bed. “Don’t you just feel so refreshed now after such a good night’s sleep?”

xB had never felt so tired in his life, and his mind raced, playing that voice over and over again in his head. There was someone else in the abandoned world!

“Yeah, never felt better.” xB said, hoping his voice wasn’t shaking.

[intermundia]

this is the single worst way i've ever read to describe an erection, frank herbert

[kagoutiss]

i’ll take care of everything

[epicfirestormer]

Go watch Nimona, it's really good

[aquapede]

i remember pre-downpour there were people (or maybe it was only one person?) that drew a kind of modern au where moon was in a wheelchair and i still love that idea to bits...they have service animals now too :)

[nocek]

Wade has a type. The type may not be good for his blood pressure ;P

(but at least good for their energy bill?)

[deadsetobsessions]

Danny’s Wayne adoption bait. The guy that owns the bodega knows it. Everyone and their mothers knows it. Danny, on the other hand, had no clue. To be fair, he had just crash landed in this dimension a week ago and his back was still sore from the weird design the car had.

(It’s only three weeks of homelessness later does Danny realize that he crash landed on the Batmobile. Whoops. Oh well. He’ll blame it on Clockwork if the vigilante asks after repair costs.)

(Bruce, on the other hand, is scouring the streets for this kid the car cams caught- oddly static filled footage- because his mind jumped to the worst case scenarios: a suicidal meta or a meta being threatened or a meta in a trafficking scheme or even worse all three at once and Bruce just can’t because there is a child in danger, he doesn’t have time to sleep.)

Danny rubbed at his back, eyes going watery at the memory. Sure, his wounds have healed over by now but the- heh- phantom pain is no joke. He shuddered, huddling closer to his threadbare hoodie. His only saving grace from getting jumped while walking the streets of Gotham at night is his invisibility and intangibility. Also, he’s floating, so “walking” doesn’t apply to him.

He’s gotta check on the kid he saved yesterday from a mugging, so Danny hurried along to the depilated apartment complex the kid was squatting in. Turning visible and tangible as he turns the corner, Danny glanced around for Amy.

“Danny!”

“Hey, kiddo. Doing alright?”

“Yeah! Come meet my gang!”

Danny felt his eyebrows rise to form Jazz’s exasperated look. Ouch. Waving the pain of losing Jazz away, Danny smiled at the excited girl.

“A gang? I wasn’t aware I was being brought to your almighty group.”

“Yeah! Uh, you actually helped a bunch of us so…”

Danny thought back to all those times he punted crooks away from robbing kids and shrugged. Yeah, what Amy said was likely.

“Kay, kiddo.”

She scowled, and Danny didn’t have the heart to tell her it looked more like a pout.

“You’re just a teenager.”

“Well, you’re a just a kid.”

Danny cackled as she chased him down the street, trying to kick his shins.

Life is good, even if he’s homeless and hungry.

——

“Jason.”

“Old man.” Jason mocks back, pausing his tasks. He waits as Bruce struggles to put his thoughts and feelings into words.

“There’s… a meta.”

“In Gotham?” Jason tilts back, hands halfway to his guns as a silent offer. Bruce shakes his head.

“A child. In Crime Alley.”

“In my turf?” Jason’s disquieting demeanor quickly swapped to a protective one.

“Trafficking, I think. Male, black hair…”

“Shit. Get Dickwing back here, he’s good with traumatized kids. I’ll go look for him.” Jason’s already moving, mind filtering through the kids he knows might have information to offer.

Bruce nods, shoulders relaxing. Jason smacks down the lump in his throat at the subtle sing of trust. “I’ll get Oracle and Red Robin on it.”

Jason morphs from Jay to Red Hood in one smooth step, helmet firmly placed on his head. He grunts in agreement, slinging his legs over his motorcycle. He roars off, mind half filled with tearing apart whatever traffickers dared to shit near his territory and the other half filled with worry for this possible kid.

——

Danny, as the Bats become aware of his existence, hands Amy and her kiddie gang a bag of fancy beef jerky.

“Try these with peanut butter, it’s kind of good.”

Amy stares at him, the judgement of an eight year old more piercing than anything he’s ever experienced.

“You’re fucking weird-”

“Language!” He squawks.

“-but sure, whatever you say, boss.”

“Boss?!”

The kids ignores his alarmed face.

[morganbritton132]

Eddie is live-streaming and Steve is hanging out in the same room, grading papers. Fans don’t even know that he’s there until he leans into the frame and presses a gold star sticker to Eddie’s cheek, “A gold star for my gold star man.”

Eddie: You know, technically I’m considered a gold star gay.

Steve: What’s that mean?

Eddie: it’s a dumb things assholes say to make themselves feel superior. It just means I’ve never been with a woman.

Steve: … Are there gold star bisexuals?

Eddie: Ehh, a bisexual that’s been with both, maybe? But like I-

Steve: I think all bisexuals deserve gold stars.

Steve: Because I’m not judgmental.

Steve: *smiles at the camera*

Eddie:

Eddie: Stop trying to get me canceled.

Steve: No. Not until you get off your phone and spend time with me.

[lotus-pear]

lore accurate teen soukoku. the worsties ever

[spiderziege]

i think the lore-implications of the alter ego pack are kind of funny like imagine. you think your sister is dangerous so you send her to a different world. none of your friends know about her. you see her again once when you go through a rift in someones basement, but when that rift closes you leave her again and this time youre making peace with it, you think, youre living your life and she's living hers. and then a lot of time passes. and one day Beef comes up to you, and he never even went to empires, but he says 'hey look at this card i made' and he hands you a picture of your sister. what do you even do then

[hinamie]

every so often i have to relearn how to draw yuuji or he starts fighting me

[artsarasp]

Yes, hello, i'm obsessed with "If You Don't Have Store-Bought Character Growth, Homemade is Fine" by @andhumanslovedstories

this is very sketchy and i'm not sure if the resolution is the best but i had to scream at everyone to go READ---

[boobilby]

This is a joke about how when I first saw evbo fan art I thought he was Martyn

[xoivy]

KENDRICK REALLY SAID "WINNING THE BEEF AIN'T ENOUGH, I WANT THIS MOTHERFUCKER AND HIS TEAM DEAD OR LOCKED UP" 💀💀💀

[hiding-under-the-willow]

anyways. What

[thebrainrotsreal]

Freeing myself from the shackles of an organized comic format to get this idea out of my head!! Also, just follow the numbers if the layout is too confusing otherwise, but basically I want Spectra to be Jazz's Nemesis so bad. It just makes sense.

SO: the hypothetical episode's showdown would be them battling, and no Danny, he's already got beef with a packers obsessed billionaire. Now, Spectra's got the high ground with overwhelming power, but she's sloppier and easily irritated because of it! Jazz then outsmarts her, getting her angry enough to make enough mistakes to be corned and canned by the thermos.

Also minor spelling error ugh, meant to put "no one could", not "no could".