#finally got SOMETHING out of it

[iguessigotta]

never written loki before and idk if i'm going to again, but here have this thing i just made no warnings, just pure fluff

“How long are you planning to wallow,” Loki said from the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed.

You groaned from where you lay on your bed, curled up under a pile of blankets. You knew he didn’t want an actual answer, so you didn’t bother giving him one. But honestly, you’d planned on wallowing all day, thank you very much. A sigh from across the room told you your time to think of a clever answer had run out.

“I’m not in the mood to talk right now,” you grumbled, lifting a corner of the blanket just enough to speak through, dropping it back down in an attempt to end this conversation.

“I am well aware of that. I am also well aware of the fact that you have not left your room since Friday.” You heard him walking softly towards your bed as he spoke, “I’m sure you’re aware today is Sunday.”

He laughed lightly when you groaned again when you felt Loki’s hand on your shoulder. When he spoke again, his voice quieted - as if he were nervous about what he was going to say.

“If you will not leave your room, will you at least allow someone to join you?”

Something about his voice, the nervous movement of his hand on your shoulder, made you lift the blanket to see his face. Which had split with a grin. He’d tricked you. But, looking at what he held in his left hand, you weren’t upset with him. You uncurled from your blanket pile, sitting up onto your knees and wrapping a blanket around your shoulders as you leaned toward Loki to better see what he was holding.

”Is that what I think it is?” 

“That depends on what you think it is,” he replied through a grin that grew when you glared at him, “I remember you speaking with Natasha about some show you’d been unable to find.”

He waved the small stack of dvds, “I was able to find it.”

It was your turn to grin, bouncing a bit, “You said something about allowing someone to join me…”

“Do you,” suddenly nervous, you paused, trying to hide your nerves with a short laugh, “Do you wanna watch it with me?”

“If you would like me to,” Loki said, closer to a whisper than he’d intended, smiling softly at you.

“I would,” you replied with a soft smile of your own.

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[egophiliac]

crossing my fingers and wishing upon every star that chapter 10 finally brings us the tweel cards 🤞🤞

[parisoonic]

💥Spontaneous chemical reactions; spontaneous laughter

[bluerosefox]

Her Astrophel and Sterling

hmmm

Hmmmmmmmm

You know what.

You know those AU's where the Batfam finds or learns about either hidden or thought to be dead Al Ghul Danny! with a deaged/daughter Dani (Ellie) (I should know, I created a few of those storylines) but what if, now hear me out, what if instead of them finding Danny first its Talia.

Do I want Talia discovering her thought to be dead son to be alive? Yes. Do I want her to find him while investigating Amity Park when the League gets reports of 'Lazarus creatures/water'? Yes.

DO I WANT HER TO KNOCK ON THE FENTON'S DOOR, fully ready to pretend/honey talk her way into the house to uncover what the Fenton's know, ONLY TO MEET A LITTLE ELLIE?!

YES.

Ellie whose eyes and hair look like a copy of her Beloved but she can see bits and pieces of herself as well. Talia knows the child in front of her was not fully her's though but everything makes sense when she hears a voice, a voice she hasn't heard in ages but as a mother just knows, speak out.

"Ellie! I thought I said do not answer the door my Sterling."

"But Daddy, yous was busy fighting the hotdoggys!"

Talia's eyes widen when she finally catches sight of familiar black hair and blue eyes.

and she could only lightly whisper a old nickname she hasn't dared uttered in ages, a name she secretly gave her son due to his love of the stars "Astrophel..."

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Heh...Literally nothing personal, kid.

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[reloaderror]

on track to deliver on the biweekly thistle

[kingkatsuki]

When neither of you have a condom but he promises to pull out, swears he can do it and tries so fucking hard to be a man of his word— and he is. Clinging to that final piece of resolve as he fights the allure of your warm, wet cunt. Moving his hips back as he begins to pull his slick-soaked cock from your ruined hole, ready to fist himself and spill his cum all over you.

But you make every ounce of his resolve crumble all around him when you tighten your thighs around his hips, lock your ankles behind his back, giving him no choice but to drain his balls and fill you with everything he’s got to give.

[jadecantcreate]

theyre holding hands……(and being shy about it)

hootsie and gricko doodles (mostly hootsie)

both requested by @nicohasperished !

[umblrspectrum]

do you ever like wanna make something cool but you dont know how so you just sit around like a moron for 5 hours straight pretending you know how

me neither

on a more serious note i know ad astra as a whole isnt over but i still want to thank daybreaker for their fics. what friends are for was the very first md fic i ever stumbled upon when trying out ao3 for the first time, and prior to joining the server i was checking it near daily for uploads. god knows if i'd be as deep in ao3 as i am now if it werent for this story and convenient timing. Thanks for the story.

[haunted-xander]

Who's the "real" me?

+ some references for the Rise-related things I included <3

[palossssssand]

Osmosis jones doodles that I’ve been hoarding for literal years for no reason

[kizzer55555]

Core Gems

So when a ghost becomes injured, they have a last ditch defense where they retreat into their core. And I mean, injured badly where their body is rip apart to the point they can’t hold a solid form anymore. And they basically go into a hibernation state until they are strong enough to form again.

Ellie, Danny, and Dan are all injured in a final battle against the GIW. The organization was destroyed and the ghosts were safe but the halfas ended up being so injured that they reverted to core form and then went to sleep for a bit. When they woke up, they were still weak but at least recovered enough to gain consciousness. And realize…they are in some kind of auction…in the middle of a heist. It appeared that two furries (one in a bat costume and one in a cat costume) were ducking it out. And they…they were a necklace. All three of them had been turned into a necklace with their cores as gems accompanied by sapphires, pearls, and opals. And frankly gorgeous craftsmanship as the metal was crafted around their cores as if to cradle them and the other gems.

Unfortunately, they were too weak to take a form properly, they could still feel the strain on their bodies. But at least they could still communicate through their auras. Then the cat lady punched a hole in the glass container surrounding them and grabbed their necklace.

However, the bat grabbed the other end and it resulted in a sort of tug-a-war. Meanwhile, Danny, Ellie, and Dan were having a back and form commentary on the situation and what they should do. Completely unheard by the other party.

In the corner of their eye, the three halfas finally noticed a third contender. Some kind of clown who was…hold on…holding a gun?! And it was pointed straight at the two fighting furies who had yet to notice him. The ghosts’ protective instincts went into overdrive and they frantically tried to shout, yell, move. Just do something to warn the two but their cries fell on deaf ears. All they succeeded in doing was faintly glow which immediatly caught the attention of the fighting duo. The two turned to look at the strange necklace but right at that moment, the clown fired and a gunshot rang throughout the auction room. Having no other options, Danny and the others poured every ounce of ectoplasm they had to try and phaseshift, making the two furries intangible as the bullets passed right through them, but in their shock, the two jumped away in opposite directions and accidentally ripped the necklace apart. Gems and pearls went flying and the three cores bounced along the ground.

Luckily, the two finally noticed the clown and went to deal with him and his minions who had appeared. Seemingly putting their fight on hold and forming a temporary truce. The three halfas could only watch as the battle finally wound down, ending with the cops barging into the place and arresting the clown and his grunts, the cat managing to escape with half the scattered gems and pearls from the broken necklace along with a few other jewelry pieces (none of their cores though) and the bat leaving through a skylight.

The auction continued and in the end, despite being broken, their necklace seemed to have caught someone’s interest. A man named Bruce Wayne bought up every piece of the shattered jewelry wear. The auctioneers appeared relived that the item managed to sell in the end and gratefully gave it to him.

Bruce had no idea what happened at the auction, but he could have sworn that some of the gems faintly glowed right before he and Selina were shot. If the necklace was some sort of magical item, then he needed to understand exactly what has been brought to Gotham. It was unfortunate that Selena had taken some parts of the necklace but he utilized his vast wealth to make sure all the other parts ended in his possession. Now he would take them back to the mansion for examination.

[stefisdoingthings]

silence

also this is from Wolfwood's POV (in case it isn't clear) i have 0 normal thoughts (every song ever is VW)

[spooksier]

steven knows how to do a somersault i promise amethyst just keep watching dude i promise

[animentality]

controversial hot take of the day:

game of thrones fans deserved what they got in 2019.

they deserved it.

nine years.

NINE years.

NINE YEARS they circle jerked themselves all over the rest of us, with the "omg game of thrones is the best story ever written in the history of humanity" and "it's so dark and there's so much sex and violence and it's so hot and it's sooo mature, it's not boring and sexless like lord of the rings-"

yeah well, Lord of the fucking Rings stuck the landing, didn't it?

it also had a fucking ending.

game of thrones fans probably won't see a novel ending. so the TV show ending is their canon ending.

and they deserve it.

they talked it up for nine years, acted like it was this perfect beautiful thing that would go down in history as the greatest story ever to grace this earth, and if you didn't like it, then you were called some kind of moron.

by fucking soccer moms with the literary comprehension of a tortoise, and cis white men who think anything with tits, rape, and people being beheaded is "deep" and intelligent.

I remember being pestered nonstop by my peers and my coworkers to watch it, because it's part of the "cultural zeitgeist" and it was a "part of history."

Well, well, well.

Icarus called to tell you your time was up, but you didn't listen until you hit the ground.

But those wax wings sure were beautiful while they existed, weren't they?