#but also it’s my fic so idc!!!

[pizzaqueen]

Having fun coming up with ghost OCs for the one where Steve sees dead people 👻

So far, I’m thinking (spoilers I guess???):

A conman disguised as a priest for his conning/to escape the law - he died when he had an allergic reaction to something he was fed by the then residents

A 60s actress who was filming the pilot for a show sold as James Bond or The Man From UNCLE meets Star Trek, but she was electrocuted halfway through shooting, so she’s in some OTT alien/spy getup

Maybe a dude who slipped and fell in the shower and thus is wearing a strategically placed shower curtain for eternity

Also, thank you to everyone who’s interested in the fic!! I’ve started planning/researching and I’m pretty excited about it

[neonlazycat]

LDR moon by @spadillelicious

Guys.....I caved in

[anonymouscheeses]

I'm gonna be shitting and screaming and starting fights if Sera becomes a villain. I can't take sibling angst, Sera loves Emily I swear guys believe meeee.

[chirpsythismorning]

Me when I’m reading a fic that’s a little too OOC for my taste, but the writing is superb and the angst is top notch…

[poppyfamily]

hello no one asked but i brainrotted a bit over a charashamangela church choir/youth group au bc of That games video. thoughts under cut.

tw: minor religious trauma lol

Chanse and Angela growing up in the church. Each of their parents pushing them to be more active in the church through children's choir. Chanse probably starts earlier, maybe like a month before Angela. Chanse is the type of kid who their choir director had to be told to stop riffing because the purpose of a choir is to sound the same, Chanse. But Angela takes to him immediately and they become best friends.

They are eventually invited to join the church's youth ministry and they get so into it, probably dancing to One Way Jesus very enthusiastically. It's a staple for them to play Joseph and Mary during Christmas plays and are like super chill when facilitating prayer sessions. (They understand that people aren't necessarily there for Jesus or w/e but believe that the spirit of the ministry is to find Christ in one another or some shit).

They stay for a couple of years and manage to drag in Arasha, who goes to the same school as them. She's not Christian and is just there because she was sick of inviting them to do shit on Saturday nights only for them to say no and also for the vibes and free food.

Amanda comes in a little later and is forced by her mom to actually join because she was frequently getting into trouble so she'd rather just know that her daughter is praising the lord (or whatever the fuck goes down in youth ministry) on Saturday nights instead of swimming in people's pools or some shit idk. Becomes besties with Chanse, Arasha, Angela.

Making this about Amangela bc I can't help the way I am: Angela welcoming Amanda to the ministry because it's her job as one of its leaders and Amanda is obsessed with her immediately. Probably constantly inviting her to sit right next to her for Sunday service, surreptitiously holding hands during the Lord's Prayer, going out for ice cream together once Amanda gets her driver's license. Something something horny something something repressed, they end up regularly making out (and more?) in Amanda's car without really talking about the implications but they know they feel SOMETHING. Lots of Catholic guilt - but not being able to stop because it feels nice, because it feels right.

And because I like angst - Something something tension because Amanda starts being deprogrammed from Church rhetoric at some point. She still sees Angela doing the thing to appease all the old church ladies and pastors who give her a sense of self because it's really all she knows and are willing to offer her a scholarship for college so there is Even More Pressure.

But Amanda sees all this and sees just how much she's hiding who she is, feeling like she can't really call her out on it because they are Not. Together. Amanda also sees how this is hurting Angela, but Angela is just so young and so confused and just wants to do right by her family, by God, etc... Amanda starts feeling pain and resentment about it.

In my mind, the older active church members think Angela and Chanse are gonna end up together, get married and all that shit. Chanse and Angela never saw each other that way.

Chanse quits out of nowhere and people speak of him like they're speaking the devil's name, basically erasing all history of his contributions (because he's gay.) Amanda soon quits after, and basically stops speaking to Angela. Amanda and Chanse run into each other months later, make comments about not seeing each other in church anymore, and then they reconnect and become besties.

Arasha doesn't quit, she just stops attending because she becomes busy with college. It's just not the same because Chanse and Amanda aren't there. She doesn't really have an obligation to do so, but she still keeps in touch with Angela.

Arasha and Angela become roommates in college. And because this is the first time Angela experiences independence, she goes on a SIN rampage - secular (lmao) theater, drinking, drugs, sex (lmao). All the things the church loves to police. And she has an identity crisis about it, crying to Arasha about it even.

Arasha, not knowing where the fuck all this Christian guilt is coming from calls Amanda and Chanse for backup and it's the first time they all see each other in a while. They all commiserate in the dorm room and bond and it's beautiful.

Angela wakes up. Amanda, Chanse and Arasha remind her that she's worthy of love no matter what. Once Angela finally internalizes that, she unpacks all the ways she hurt herself and how she's hurt others. Angela and Amanda finally talk about the shit that went down between them. They apologize for hurting each other, and decide to try again with a better understanding of themselves.

And they all live happily ever after. The end.

[zellink]

His leathered glove pressed, though gently, flush to her mouth and chin—then to her chest, where her heart echoed the beat of a hunted fox.

a while ago, the talented @linksthoughtbrambles wrote this insanely beautiful fic for a gift exchange event for me, and I am still not over it and I doubt that I'll ever get over it. I wanted to draw That Scene in the story because wow, I think about it a lot. (I also need to practice drawing Link's royal guard outfit for... reasons.)

again thank you so much Brambles for "Black Flowers Blossom" — I hope you like the little art I made of it. <3

[gallapiech]

📖

[wikiangela]

Hi Vicki!

👨‍👩‍👦👨‍👩‍👦👨‍👩‍👦 and 🏠🏠🏠 please!!

Hi James! thanks so much for the ask! 💝💝

👨‍👩‍👦 - 9 sentences of alive shannon! she's back! (hopefully lol)

“Hey, buddy, I think you’re supposed to be asleep,” he says, a little chastising, but mostly amused.  “I’m asleep.” Chris responds, eyes still shut. Eddie laughs, taking a few steps to his bed and he sits on the edge. He runs a hand through his kid’s curls, and leans down to press a kiss to his forehead, and only when he pulls back, he finds those light blue eyes, an exact copy of Shannon’s, looking back at him. “Sorry if we woke you up.” Eddie whispers, knowing that he and Shan arguing is likely the reason he’s still awake now. They tried to keep it quiet, but he knows better than that. He should know better than start an argument just for the sake of an argument, especially with his kid in the next room – they should be well past that now. “Why were you and mom yelling?” Christopher asks with that childlike curiosity and a sadness that breaks Eddie’s heart, and if he could go back twenty minutes to just say goodnight and let Shannon leave instead of starting shit, he would.

🏠 - 9 (actually 10 bc I wanted the last one too lol) sentences of buck moving in with tommy!

“Well, your place looked exactly the same for years, and suddenly it’s like someone actually lives here. Not hard to notice.” Sean comments, bringing a bottle of beer to his lips. “Showing off for the new boyfriend, or is it his influence?” he tilts his head with a smirk, clocking Tommy nearly instantly. “Shut up.” Tommy laughs again, and thus the teasing about Evan starts. He doesn’t mind. He’s smitten, and in love, and he’s never been happier. He and Evan have been together for a long enough time that he’s pretty confident in saying he thinks this is his forever. So, he embraces all the changes Evan brings into his life.

tagging people who were also interested in those: @bidisasterevankinard @typicalopposite @rainbow-nerdss @weewootruck @pirrusstuff @hippolotamus @ladydorian05

[littlebittyhollowbugs]

Hornet headcanon!

'Hornet' is not Hornet's true name.

I'm still torn between different reasonings for her having the name either

A- It was given to her as an honorary title, by Queen Vespa, during her training within the hive (or bestowed upon her after having finished her training as a symbol of her accomplishments.)

Or B- She gave the name to herself, after the fall of the kingdom, as a way to separate her current self from her past while still honoring some part of her past. (The part that is easiest for her to look back on.)

As for her birth name my sisters and I have decided on Arachnè. (The name is from a Greek myth, where the protagonist Arachnè challenges Athena to a weaving contest, wins, and is afterwards transformed into a spider.)

[necrotic-nephilim]

in lieu of having posted any writing/headcanons/asks in the past few days because i have been *so* busy and unable to do anything fandom-related which is terrible and evil, i have a poll out of morbid curiosity and self-indulgence. i've been meaning to ramble here about how i feel about DC's lack fo Deaf representation and which Batfam members i would personally make Deaf, but i am mildly curious about the larger opinion and now i will subject you all to the question, i would love to hear thoughts/opinions/headcanons on any specific choices. (would love d/Deaf/HoH opinions esp but i'm mostly expecting this to reach the hearing crowd, so opinions from hearing ppl are ones i'm very curious about. if you've never given it thought before you are going to now or else /lh)

[autisticlancemcclain]

part one

———

Hearing his boyfriend’s voice on that radio call, as staticky and panicked as it had been, had made Lance cry. Hunk and Pidge had looked at him in mild concern — they were definitely relieved too, but no one else reacted like Lance did — but he’d paid them no mind, letting the teams stream down his face and desperately thanking any gods that had answered his prayers. He could feel Red’s relief overwhelmingly in his head, mirrored only by his own.

But none of that raw feeling, none of the pure alleviation of grief, compares to the feeling of finally watching Keith’s ship touch down in the hangar after months of fear. He doesn’t bother waiting for the craft to power down, sprinting towards it so fast he’s not even sure his feet touch the ground. He’s halfway there when the side door slams open and a black and purple clad blur comes sprinting out, meeting Lance halfway and slamming into him so hard it would hurt them both were they not wearing armour.

“Oh, God,” murmurs a voice Lance has not heard in person in half a year, clutching him tightly, one arm squeezing his waist and the other wrapped around his head, pressing him into Keith’s body, nearly suffocating him.

Lance doesn’t care. He’s gripping Keith just as tightly, hands almost clawing at his shoulders in a desperate attempt to prove to himself that it’s real, Keith’s real, he’s here and he’s alive and safe and they’re together, again, finally.

“You’re alive,” Lance sobs, barely even managing the words. He struggled to breathe over his choked words, barely remembering to inhale and exhale and keep his heart flowing. All he thinks is Keith Keith Keith Keith Keith, all he feels is solid armour and thick hair and the wet of Keith’s tears on his skin, the press of Keith’s lips to his cheeks and brow and temples as he kisses anywhere he can reach, as desperate to touch Lance as Lance is to him.

It takes Lance time to catch his breath, to convince himself that Keith won’t disappear if he pulls away, if he loosens his grip. Even still he tells his hands to move, his arms to hold less tightly, and they don’t listen, drunk off the need to clutch Keith closer.

He finally manages to pull himself away; not far, nowhere out of Keith’s reach — not that Keith would let him — but enough to finally see his boyfriend’s face. See his strong nose and thick brows, his wild hair and dark, clear eyes.

He looks like home.

“You’re taller,” Lance croaks, realizing for the first time that he has to look up significantly to meet his boyfriend’s eyes.

Keith laughs wetly, bending down slightly to rest his forehead to Lance’s. His eyes close, but Lance can’t yet follow his example, can’t manage to tear his gaze away lest he wake up to find he’s dreaming.

“I hope that’s okay,” he says wryly. “I know that two inches was ever so important to you.”

“Stick around for a bit and I’ll tell you how I feel,” Lance quips back, watery smile the most genuine he’s had in months. “Asshole.”

Keith chuckles again, so softly, and the sound makes Lance shiver, so much better than through a screen or not at all. He slides his hands into Keith’s hair, relishing in the feel of it again, and angles his head, leaning closer and finally fluttering his eyes shut.

“I’m so glad you’re back, Willie Nelson,” he murmurs, so close that their lips brush with every word. So close that he feels Keith’s huff on his own skin, breath warm and sweet, somehow.

“I haven’t seen you for two years and that’s the most affectionate name I get, huh?”

Lance frowns. He pulls away to look at Keith in alarm, eyes wide and brows knit. “Two years? What do you mean, two y—mmf.”

Keith’s gloved hands are warm on his cheeks, and his lips are so familiar, the tilts of their heads and the slide of their noses as they sink into their places, into the action they’ve done thousands of times in thousands of different ways distracting him from his concerns.

He has Keith again. He has Keith again. Regardless of how long it’s been, he has Keith now, in his arms and pressed against him, body warm and skin chapped and smelling of pine and sandalwood, somehow, still. Lance can’t help but sink into him, forget anything and everything else. Nothing else is as important — not Voltron, not the universe, nothing. Lance already put them first for months. He gets to be selfish, now. He gets to choose himself, and choose Keith.

Finally.

“Okay, I think a what the fuck is in order.”

Keith pulls away.

“No,” Lance whines, reaching up to try and pull him down again. “Ignore them. They can figure it out. Context clues. Come on.”

Keith indulgently leans back down to press a quick and chaste kiss to his lips, then pulls back away. “We’re on a time limit. I got distracted.”

Lance fights down a smirk, well aware he isn’t very successful. He slides one hand out of his boyfriend’s hair and down his neck, his collarbones, resting flat on his chest. He blinks his eyes rapidly, letting his pupils get bigger so they almost swallow the brown, tilting his head up — he can work with this new height thing.

Keith wants a distraction?

Lance is excellent at distracting him.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Keith pleads. “I’ve been stuck in space for two years, baby, I only have so much restraint left.”

Someone clears their throat from behind them. Lance glances over Keith’s shoulder, fully prepared to tell them to fuck the hell off — Lotor and Allura are just fine on their Oriande thing, Lance deserves a single fucking minute of Keith all to himself — but does a double take when he fully registers to person next to the pod Keith flew in.

He narrows his eyes in shock. “Is that your — did you disappear in space and find your fucking mother?”

Keith snorts. “Nothing gets by you, huh.”

“Keith,” the woman says, before Lance can speak any further. “The problem at hand? That holds the universe in balance?”

“Oh, shit, yeah.” Keith startles like he’s just remembering, pulling away from Lance enough to face the rest of the team, although he still curls a possessive arm around Lance’s waist, hand hot on his hip.

“Lotor is evil. And we’re all in danger.”

[cassandracain52]

Ao3 tags you will never catch my ass reading (Batman edition)

Abusive parent Bruce Wayne/Bad parent Bruce Wayne: I’m not saying you’re wrong per say, but the cannon does him dirty enough I ain’t reading it in fics

Barbara Gordon/Jason Todd: This is not technically incest but it does give me the ick as if it were

Slade Wilson is Dick Grayson’s parent: No. In the words of Dick Grayson himself, he already has a father. Slade also always gives me big predator vibes and I don’t like it

Talia Al Ghul/Jason Todd: Even the original writer that did this wretched storyline said it was a mistake. Let it die

Bad Sibling Dick Grayson: Blatant slander on my boys name. I will not be taking arguments

Talia Al Ghul is Jason Todd’s parent: I don’t feel as strongly about this one I personally just don’t like it. It feels OOC for her

Barbara Gordon/Bruce Wayne: It’s giving grooming. Tim Drake and Stephanie Brown are siblings: They made out and dated for years, I just can’t Dead Alfred Pennyworth: Feels unrealistic, we all know he’s immortal

One-sided Tim Drake/Ras Al Ghul: I would like to return to ten minutes ago when I didn’t know this was a tag

Dick Grayson is Ric Grayson: Never again

Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug and Damian Wayne Are Siblings: Ladybug??? Who are you? Why are you here??

[ispyspookymansion]

i dont care much about kudos and hits and stuff but when the omegaverse fic in the tag has more kudos than you do its a little like ohhhhhh right i dont respect any of you people

[litt1e-prince]

you guys DONT understand- i read this line from Smiles Taken AU fic and just havent been the same since- went out of my way to learn perspective

[girlfailurefelix]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58669168

here’s that beckory fic btw! ao3 is back up so i posted this this morning. alternative timeline for the end of borrowed time cuz i felt bad for making a few of you upset, so tony lives/most of chapter 6 doesn’t happen au lol

[mbat]

its still nuts to me that sunny is related to darkstalker, even if its from a long time in the past. like imagine finding out youre related to... that guy