#but the idea is now living in my head rent free

[penguincountess]

I’ve been thinking about more “what if the crossover happened in season 1 of Empires” and got stuck on Cub’s sculk corruption and the demonic corruption in season 1 and....

Let’s assume Grian still sets up the tag game - because making mini games that give him an excuse to murder his friends is what Grian does.  The tag jester hat makes its way around the server, hijinks ensue and eventually it lands on Cubfan’s head.

Cub then goes on to tag Xornoth - creative mode demon powers and all.

And the demonic corruption goes “Oh. Oh.”

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can't stop thinking about the baby bill comic like sdlfkjlasdjf imagining this is some alternate dimension where they were given the chance to stop bill before he can repeat history in that timeline and potentially come back, but he's too baby, so they gotta just... pick him up and take him, but then they see his parents freaking the hell out so they gotta just... also take them. Whoops

Awww 🥺

Take the entire family to another dimension 🪐🚀

They would probably need some sort of flat surface to display the parents on

But eh they will figure it out 💥

Da baby is very grabbable tho

[chsopnk]

「 ✦ SOOTHE THE BURN ✦ 」

☆. # SHIP — aventurine, blade.

☆. # AUTHOR’S NOTE — two little ideas that i havent explored enough to write full fics about but have been obsessed with. pls tell me what u think nd which one u would like to see 👍

☆. # WARNINGS — smut. gambling, handjobs, exhibitionism, praise kink.

AVENTURINE:

imagine sitting at a poker table with aventurine. your hand down his pants as you slowly jerk him off while he tries to win the game. he has to keep a straight face—not just so you don’t get caught, but also because he’s playing and his poker face has to be perfect. you watch silently as the new cards are dealt, fingers gliding over the tip of aventurine’s cock. he twitches, biting his lip as he tries to concentrate. he looks down at the two cards in the middle of the table, trying to keep quiet as your hand slides down his length again. but really, at this point he has no idea what he’s even doing anymore. all he can focus on is your soft hand on his cock and the way he wants to thrust up and tell you to go faster. maybe if you tell him if he wins this round with a royal flush you’ll suck him off in the bathroom of the casino it’ll motivate him a little.

BLADE:

blade’s such a tough guy that only wants revenge, but the moment you’ve got your hands on him it’s as if none of it even matters. he says he doesn’t need it, doesn’t even want any of it—but when you fuck him so good and lean down to whisper in his ear how much of a good boy he is, he’ll cum instantly. even when you’re both just in bed… if you stroke his hair while looking at him with those eyes of yours and call him all those things: pretty, beautiful, good, strong, it makes him so hard that he’s aching for you to touch him. he’s not above begging if he has to, just to hear you say it one more time. the amount of times he’s had to hold back from creaming in his pants because you called him “my pretty boy” is a little concerning, to be honest.

[mrsoharaa]

when you take up horse back riding lessons with the boys and the instructor sees you struggling a bit trying to hoist yourself up onto your appointed horse, he swivels up beside you and carefully holds your waist to help boost you up. fingers looping around your curves as his palms steadily holds you with a steady grip.

the boys practically snap their necks to see the mans grimy hands linger onto your curvy waist a little bit longer then they would like (not that they ever did lol). so with Gojo being well, GOJO - he swiftly looms over the man and swats at his prying hands while glaring darkly through the silky fabric of his blindfold at the cowering instructor, as Suguru immediately replaces the mans vile hands with his own, easily and mindfully catering you up onto the mount of your horse. also leering threateningly over to the retreating instructing waving his hands up in surrender, sweat beading down his nervous face.

you'd roll your eyes and told the guys to quit it and get on their horses so you can enjoy the ride.

they might be ridiculous dummies but they were your ridiculous jealous dummies, and you wouldn't trade them for the world. ♡

[seithennyn]

[buttercupshands]

I'm not home rn so just some sketches I saved yesterday after the stream not all of them

Was in a bad mood yesterday to post them.... Or clean them, or anything really

Meh

[juniorfor2]

I just realized that if Daemon is going to be considered a kinslayer, but not Aemond (due to show writer stupidity) - then the only in-universe reason that could explain it is that the Realm forgot whose bastard children the kids actually are.

The only explanation is that as Alicent and her court spread rumors to the Realm by raven or word of mouth about the bastardy of Jace, Luke, and Joff, somehow it got mixed up like a game of telephone and now people think that they were actually Laenor’s bastard children, not Rhaenyra’s.

So now everyone who has no idea what King’s Landing is like, or what the personalities of the people living there are, are going around thinking that Laenor somehow just passed off 3 kids as Rhaenyra’s and everyone accepted it (this would be even funnier if show!Rhaenys had black hair).

This is the only explanation I will be accepting, cause we know that in-universe kinslaying is a huge deal and unacceptable, so if Aemond is not being framed as such, while Daemon is, then it’s because they don’t think Luke and Aemond were related by blood.

No, you cannot change my mind on this.

[pocket-watcher]

Maybe an isekai where the transported FeMC knows one of the characters has hypnosis powers (love rival? twist villain? Just The Villain?) and does everything she can to avoid him. That makes him suspicious, so he corners her and uses his powers & learns a lot more than he was expecting...

Anon you have reached into my soul with this prompt. I am SO excited to write this I can’t even EXPLAIN.

What’s worse than being hit by a truck and magically waking up inside of your favourite show?

Knowing all of the plot twists ahead of time.

She could never feel comfortable around her new magical friends! Whenever she looked at them all she saw was the plot:

Casey would lose the love of her life.

Danell would turn to the dark side to try and save her family.

Trevor would permanently lose all of his memories of their time together.

And Ryan?

“Something the matter?” Ryan said, clocking in on her checked-out look.

Ryan was the villain.

“Oh. Sorry, I totally spaced. What did you say?” she replied.

Who was she, you ask? The main character, of course.

The fact that she knew she was a main character was awful. I mean, the first thing she did was dye her naturally bright pink hair a nice earthy brown. And get blue contacts for her purple eyes.

It didn’t counteract the curse of a main character, though.

Love interests of every gender threw themselves at her feet. Mysteries and prophecies popped up every two days. She couldn’t even walk three steps without stumbling across a mystical artefact to help her and her friends save the world through the ✨power of friendship✨.

Yay.

So, as they sat around chatting she tried to pretend this group was as normal as possible.

But she couldn’t do that with Ryan.

Ryan had these powers, ways of controlling and manipulating the main cast. He rarely used them this early on in the series.

But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t.

She started out by avoiding him as much as possible. Putting her earbuds in as soon as he spoke. Switching classes (which she always sat in the back of, by the window).

He clocked on pretty quickly - which was annoying.

Then, when cornered about why she was acting so weirdly around him she claimed it was because she had some crush on him which only made him more suspicious and led to three episodes of her friends trying to force them together.

And now?

He was watching her. He knew something was up. He knew that she knew something she shouldn’t.

And she had run out of excuses to avoid him.

One by one her friends left to deal with some side plot that had cropped up, and before she could react she was sitting alone with him.

“So, penny for your thoughts?” He started, pushing the emo black hair out of his eyes.

Total villain stereotype.

“Oh, nothing!”

Being the main character, her smooth, easy lie, came out jumbled and awkward. Just a by-product of being in the presence of a villain. Or maybe he was activating the part of his powers that made them slip up.

Either way he could read her like a book.

“Come on, I don’t bite.” He let some of his deep tone sink into the words and she felt her head go slightly fuzzy.

She jumped to attention at once to snap out of it.

“Oh! Wow! I uh, I forgot about the - thing! Gotta go do the thing, yep. See you later, Ryan!” She tripped over air, steadying herself. She was still affected by whatever he had done to her.

“…did I do something?” He asked, voice surprisingly small.

“What? No! I told you. I have to go get the thing!” She said, eyes darting away from his gaze.

“Really?” He said, something shifting in his facial expression. He began to raise his hand, and she instinctively shut her eyes to block them out.

He stopped. Looking between her and the glow of his fingertips.

“Oh.”

She’d played her card, hearing the curiosity and amusement in his voice.

“How long have you known?” He asked, calmly. She stood firm, unyielding, eyes squeezed tight.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Is that so?” He laughed. “Then why don’t you open your eyes?”

She felt the temptation, his magic at work, tugging at her. She wanted to open her eyes. No, he wanted her to feel that way.

Stay strong.

“Come on… just a little peek?” His hands glowed more, her face relaxing as his power sank into her. She’d feared this day for a while, but now she was living it her mind couldn’t find the will to fight back.

Her eyes opened low, and that was enough.

The glow filled her vision, her eyes wide and jaw slack.

“There you go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?” He said, and if she could think she’d have realised that was the exact quote he said during the grand reveal…

But she couldn’t think. She couldn’t begin to imagine resisting.

“Now, why don’t you tell me how you knew about my powers hmmm?” His glowing finger beconning her closer.

Her legs moved on their own.

“Well?”

She froze, what little part of her was aware tried to fight it. But it was no use.

She spilled it all. How she ended up here. The plot of the show. Everyone’s hidden subplots and character arcs.

By the end of it he simply sat and contemplated what she had told him for a moment.

He stared at the broken woman before him.

“Well, I guess now is when things get interesting…”

[evasive-anon]

Imagine being the writer for UtRH and putting together a whole fight segment together where Batman and Red Hood work together to take down a team of bad guys, and Jason falls into step perfectly from him and Bruce's old training- giving a taste of nostalgia of what was and could have been. Batman leaves Jason an opening that can be used against him, a moment of pure faith that they're on the same side and Jason uses the chance on their common enemy and its like just *THE* moment in the middle of this arch.

And SOMEHOW you are still thinking that the emotional impact of that would be negated just because you end it with Jason killing a nazi??? Like killing a nazi is supposed to have made him unrelatable and evil to the audience???

I just think most people who read comics like the idea of bad guys getting some comeuppance, that's the fantasy that is being sold. How did you not realize this would appeal to a huge portion of your market?

Source panels below:

[pollinarys]

I have a bunch of mr. flickerman sketches ✨

[wire-smith]

"He was determined to skim Ruskin's essay. But it was impossible. Ruskin was a dwarf, used to working with intricate things, and his argument was like chain mail, forged link by link. He put out a suggestion. He followed that with obvious things that led from it--things you were forced to agree to--and then he went one stage further and Wham! you were agreeing to something that was quite unheard of. Then Ruskin took the unheard-of idea and did the same to that. Wham. A new mad idea. Around and around the links Corkoran went, up and through and wham! through the first twenty pages. By this time he found he was humbly agreeing to a complete reorganization of the University syllabus."

-- Year of the Griffin by Diana Wynne Jones

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Well since comics about Patheticleys are out, might as well share this

@braisedhoney

*wraps your Narry in towel burrito*

*regrets it seconds later*

(Instagram don’t show me any funny cat videos I’m becoming a menace to tsp society)

[becauseplot]

anyway yeah fr i miss ordo theoritas. i miss the theory crafting i miss the hugeass meetings before/after Big Lore Event to brief/debrief everyone involved i miss the chaos and confusion and laughter and teamwork. i miss the cellbit, bad, and phil (key-keepers my beloveds) being the heads of the ordo working together to untangle the mysteries to the island. they were hardly ever on at the same time bc schedules and time zones (WAILS) but in my head they had so many late nights down in the evidence rooms like this

just. yeah. yeahh.

[randomrandomalright]

More on that academic rivals au

I feel like Liam would excel in Math, English and Art.

I feel like Sherly would excel in Science, Music and PE.

Both are great in every subject, I just specifically they would do better in these…

[the-acid-pear]

Honestly waves finger not enough exploration of how sheer fucking tragic harrysport is in the "good" ending of 3. Or jakesport or rogersport. They all would have to see the man they spent the last months or more falling in love with killing himself. Not that seeing your friend (if you treat them well) is any less jarring but fans make Jack way nicer than he canonically is so I feel the blow could hit harder.

[sojourner-between-worlds]

A random assortment of autistic!Yusei headcanons on this fine Friday in December.

Yusei got a weighted blanket after the whole Arc Cradle ordeal. Best sleep he's ever had. Crow tried to borrow it once; it did not end well for him, lol.

Eye contact? What's that? Yusei doesn't know her.

He's more prone to shutdowns than meltdowns but they both do happen. (He's definitely accidently hurt himself on more than one occasion but he's gotten better at redirecting those behaviors even on his own as he's gotten older and his reactions less severe.)

He's semi-verbal to begin with so periods of losing speech entirely are a fairly normal occurrence. He's usually fine, and if he still needs to say something, the boys all know sign language anyway. (It's not "real" SL but rather a dialect of Satellite the citizens created to be able to communicate without Sector Security understanding them. Yes, I stole this from @/shitpostingkats, what of it? It lives rent free in my head.) The first time it happens after moving to the City, Yusei doesn't even consider that Aki and the twins don't know their SL and so he signs. Crow laughs at everyone's dumbfounded looks before he both translates for Yusei and then explains. All three are more than eager to learn it. (Rua thinks its "the coolest thing ever" in typical Rua fashion.)

Never quite breaks out of the "subtle stims only" mindset that was forced by necessity of the environment he grew up in. He wasn't about to give Sector Security any reason to single him out, after all, and old habits die really hard. Aki noticed he tended to rub his fingers together a lot, to the point of sometimes accidently scratching himself on the sharper edges of his nails when he's not wearing his gloves and started looking for other options. She bought him a spinner ring for his birthday and while it didn't 100% fix the problem, it did help quite a bit. (Between that and a tangle, he's practically good to go. He never had anything like that growing up, and they bring him great joy to have now.)

For the same reason, he was technically never diagnosed as a kid because Martha didn't want to paint a target on his back with SS. When he moved to the City, he didn't see any point. He was self-employed so any accommodations he could possibly need he could just, ya know, give himself. The first time he ever truly considered it was after he started working for MIDS and was working on his degree. (Even then it took quite a bit of convincing because he wasn't sold on it actually being helpful.)

Feel free to add on!