#enoying

[kindnessisstillhere]

Begin Creating

Doodle

Impulse

Scribbling Away

Creating

Destroying

It's all the same

Simple

Easy

Mindless to make

But solid in my hands

Thinking

Imagining

Make thoughts real

The power of our bodies

The strength of our will

Colours

Shining

Brilliant and Bright

Living in the moment

Fighting back the night

Just making it up

Who cares for perfect

Living for ourselves

Finding wonder in the world

Welcome to creation

Please forget who began

You're starting now

The end still unknown

So laugh free and open

Dance to be joyful

And Welcome in your heart

[thefrsers]

SamCait | Outlander New York Comic Con 2024

[dragonsmaybehere]

hes a dumbass

[viperbunnies]

Raffle prizes!

(Hisui requested by @ghostiidasponk, Nyoka requested by @cozymochi )

Decided to do the prizes in batches again, next up will be the icons! So sorry it's taking some time, been travelling the past days.

[veevil]

obsessed with your siren cherik au - I must draw them 😭 on land does erik have human-ish legs or does he keep his original form? thank you so much for bringing this to the world I love it so much lmao

Ahh!! Thank you so much!! the AU doesn't belong to me but @nyang-cheng <3 I just came up with the design and I can't stop drawing the two :]

Our siren cherik AU council are still not sure how it would be like, but we have agreed he has a form with human like legs so he can move around

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

RALPH MOMENT !!!!

[pipedreame]

𝐃𝐏𝐱𝐃𝐂 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞/𝐖𝐈𝐏 — ‘𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬’ ᴘᴛ. 2

part 1

“Hey- wha- Danny!” Jason yelled in panic and jerked forward, hands on the ledge to look down and body ready to vault after his idiot as quickly as he could, but was stopped by a familiar cackle, a sudden burst of light, and Danny himself standing, no floating, in front of him with stark white hair and green eyes that were quite literally glowing.

What the fuck.

“What the fuck,” he parroted his thoughts. His lips still tingled from where Danny had pressed his own against them and it was all together enough to make his brain short circuit.

“Yeah, so, uh, hi?” Danny waved lamely which turned into even lamer jazz hands, “Surprise?”

Jason blinked. And blinked again. “What the fuck,” he repeated again, this time with feeling. Danny winced a little and launched into an explanation.

“So, you know I died? Well, apparently while I was dying my DNA was also being infused with, like, a shit ton of ectoplasm which made sure I didn’t all the way die but I also didn’t come all the way back and ended up as half-ghost half-living — halfa is actually the term we use, but that’s not super important right now —” his words were nearly blending together with how fast he was trying to explain, “And, oh! I can transform at will and have been fighting ghosts since I was fourteen because they come through the same portal that I well, you know, died in, and I may also have some super cool powers and technically be King-to-Be of the Infinite Realms because I beat the last King in combat and inherited the throne, sooooo,” Danny finally stopped his word vomit. “Questions?” He finished meekly.

Jason stared and stared before tilting his head back and groaning. “Of fucking course my boyfriend would be a fucking ghost king. I am never going to live this down.” He scrubbed a hand down his face and turned to see Danny grinning lopsidedly at him. “What now?” He asked warily, suddenly feeling like a long nap would do him wonders and, really, the concrete roof was absolutely not the worst place he’d slept on before, so maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea—

Danny floated closer and Jason’s attention was stolen by the fact that his legs had transformed into a trail of… mist? Gas? What were ghosts even made of? Jason didn’t know but the sight was disconcerting and a little more than a bit distracting, especially paired with the skin-tight suit that had taken place of Danny’s usual baggier clothing. He took it all in with fascination and still a hint of disbelief.

“Boyfriend, huh?”

His eyes shot back up to Danny’s green ones and he flushed a bit at how close he had gotten without Jason noticing. He pinched his lips together when the question sunk in.

Well, in for a penny and all that.

Danny’s grin widened even more but Jason didn’t give him the time nor satisfaction to say something witty; he gave into his desires and cupped Danny’s face, noting both how strange it was to not have to lean down whatsoever to look Danny in the eyes (since he was still, y’know, floating) and how cold his skin was (Danny had always ran cold, but this was different, like the complete absence of any underlying heat that blood and skin produced).

Danny’s grin morphed into something softer and surprised, as if Jason had caught him off guard. Good. See how he likes it.

“Yes,” Jason stated, voice a bit gruff but soft between them, and Danny’s eyes darted back to his own from where they had been staring at Jason’s lips. Score. “Boyfriend,” and then, because he was a gentleman, thank you very much: “Only if you want, of cour—“ Jason was cut off by another press of lips on his own, only this time he was prepared and held on tighter, not letting Danny pull back as quickly.

Their lips stayed pressed together, soft and gentle and it made Jason ache with something fierce. He wasn’t used to tenderness. He wasn’t used to getting what he wanted. He wasn’t used to anyone wanting him back.

When they finally pulled away it was only to lean their foreheads against each other. Danny let out a breathless laugh and nudged his nose against Jason’s in a way that made his stomach flip at the casual affection. “Yes,” Danny said with another quick peck to Jason’s lips, “Boyfriends.”

Jason couldn’t stop the small, crooked grin if he had even wanted to try (and he really, really didn’t). It had been a long time since he had felt this good. This happy. Sure, he’d gotten a lot better in the past couple of years since he came back full of boiling green rage and the itch for violence at his fingertips, but Danny was the one to make him want to be better. Jason finally wanted to come back to himself, to allow himself the grace to forgive and be forgiven and move towards a future that wasn’t bathed in blood and tainted by the Pit Rage. He wanted a better relationship with his family. He wanted to do his city proud. And he wanted Danny by his side through it all, apparent Kingly status and everything.

“Good,” Jason said, drinking in the sight of Danny’s own giddy grin that showed off the longer and more pointed canines that Jason was definitely not imagining dragging along his skin. No siree. He shuddered, and it was definitely from the cold that Danny radiated. Nothing else.

Danny seemingly felt the shiver and pulled back a little more and with a flash of light he was back to his messy black hair and blue eyes, standing on the ledge with his arms around Jason’s shoulders much like they were before he had tried to give Jason a heart attack earlier. The temperature warmed a few degrees and Jason noted the fact to ask about later. “Good,” Danny parroted and then let out a little sigh, “Though, we really do need to talk about this so you actually know what you’re getting into. There’s… there’s a lot I need to explain.”

Jason nodded in agreement. He couldn’t imagine that anything Danny had to tell him would change the way he felt, but he would very much like to know everything. “My place or yours?”

Danny grinned mischeivously, “What, not the Batcave? The sooner I disclose my identity to all your bats the less chance of me slipping that I know and being hunted for sport, right? Plus, I think I could use Batman and Red Robin’s help on a couple of things assuming they’re amenable.”

Jason shook his head immediately, not wanting to imagine how the conversation would go with his entire family there to harass them without them being a hundred percent prepared (and very curious about what exactly Danny could need Bruce and Tim’s help with).

“Absolutely not. I’m not letting that conversation happen with you there until I know they can all behave themselves and not be asses about it. Jason was especially worried about Bruce’s reaction considering the man’s trust issues and his invasive need to pry and leave no stone left unturned. His siblings would be nosy and insufferable with their teasing but at least Jason was used to their antics and could shield Danny from the worst of it by giving them the short rundown before the full question panel had to happen. No, better for Jason to learn it all first and be able to prepare them both for the inevitable shitshow.

Danny shrugged, “Probably best to go to my place anyway; I stole a bunch of tech from my parents and it’s way easier to explain everything with some visual examples.”

Jason arched a brow, “What kind of tech?”

Danny’s grin was down right devilish as he transformed once more with a flash of light and held out an inviting hand as he floated a few feet away from the ledge, “How do you feel about going ghost hunting?”

Jason had a sudden feeling that Danny was going to be the death of him, but, strangley, the thought wasn’t nearly as frightening as it should have been. Maybe Danny was onto something when he said dying once really put things into persepctive. After all, there were much worse ways to go.

He confidently stepped onto the ledge and grabbed the offered hand tightly, “Bring it on, Ghost King.”

[theborgqueen2]

I think the best thing about 'rewatching' voyager through the Delta flyers is them admitting to being huge jc shippers and them pointing out every little jc scene as a Moment™.

Robert being so into tom×belanna is so funny and I love it. I listened to their epsiode for 'drive' and they both didn't remember that's the Tom and belanna get marries epsiode??? Hilarious.

I looooove how he points out shots and camera moves and certain aspects I wouldn't pay attention to cause I'm dont know how to identify them. 'I wish we made that shot more dynamic'/'this is a one take btw' and I'm losing my mind yet again.

AND his favorite voyager episode is Workforce pt1. I can trust him with my life. (AND he was involved/directed resident alien???? I might love that guy????????)

was it really necessary to make a podcast just for those two to be nostalgic and have the wrong opinion occasionally? No it wasn't but I absolutely live for their "every time they have smoke on set its actually liquid nitrogen and it's so so cold" or "god these costumes were scratchy" cause yeah. They also mentioned a gag reel????!! And I need it??????

Also love how every time Beltran has a techno babble monolog they joke about his inability to remember those lines but knowing all of Shakespeare by heart.

I cant wait for them to shit on c7 tbh cause I'm confident now that they will find it as rushed and out of the blue as anyone I've spoken too.

[teathattast]

[artemis-pendragon]

Nature is gentle winds and silent seas. She is moonlit nights and scraps of bloodied fur. She is poison and perfume and flowered pastures. Nature is a smile with fangs. 🐺🍂🌼

[greenteabtch]

nick valentine is the typa guy to roll his eyes, say “ok smarty pants,” and mean it as a severe burn

[rain-world-headcanons]

A very old hc I had for nightcat and enot is that they were like little tales told to slug pups to keep them out of danger. Like ‘oh don’t be mean to your brother you know enot might not like that’ or like ‘ be kind and the nightcat might give you good luck’ in that kind of way you know? Like Santa clause and the boogie man

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[bokettochild]

HOW THE HECK are there still people who consider The Ties That Bind to be their favorite fic series? Have I starved you, dear readers? Have I failed you in some way that out of the buffet of creations I have laid before you, it is the fallen in cake that you continue to return to? I have bitter little meaty things, soft and sweet puffs of fluff, I have salty stewing things and wholesome, hearty staples, yet it is this poor crumbling cake that you wish to eat? Are you okay? Don't you want the new cake more? What is it about the old cake that has you so addicted? (How the heck can you eat it?)

[revenantghost]

I love this translation of this like

Sassy Roberto, my beloved

[forsworned]

does any one have any sexy it girl perfume recs??? like i ordered tigerlily by viktor&rolf and i think that shit needs to macerate bc it never smells the fucking same!!

[grabby-smitten]

Controversial take but I don’t wanna fuck Caleb. It’s not longer just horny thoughts. It’s the whole unhinged insane dynamic *cries on my knees*. He’s behavior is so deep rooted from his childhood and it fits so well with this “childhood friends/sibligs” trope going on. MAKES SO MUCH SENSE TO ME FOR ME. It’s not out of nowhere. He didn’t just wake up one day and decided to go insane. It was built brick by brick and cemented with time. ACCORDING TO ME FOR ME.