#god be a menace to him

[emmyrosee]

doodoo fart pt2! what are we up to AGAIN to break Rin's composure in front of the olympic team? LOL

doodoo fart 🦨 pspspsps

SENT oh god

doodoo fart 🦨 come home 🥺💔

He’s been gone maybe two hours tops.

It’s not like he had intentions to leave you so early, but he had no choice! It was boys night, and while he’d fully expected to drive himself to the bar, Komori and Aran pulled up almost two hours early to grab him.

Kidnapping, as you’d so eloquently put it.

And for the first few hours, you’d left him be. He felt relaxed knowing you were probably doing your own thing, barely thinking about him.

Until now, of course.

SENT baby I’ll be home soon, okay

You can be good for me, yeah?

doodoo fart 🦨 no :(

SENT damn near saw that coming

doodoo fart 🦨 bro i know right

why would you even ask tf

He chuckles before he sends one more assurance that he’d be coming home soon, but it takes merely four minutes after that for his phone to start buzzing in his pocket.

doodoo fart 🦨 is calling…

“Sorry guys; boss of me is calling,” he says dramatically, turning his head slightly to pick up the phone.

“Hey stink.”

“HI BABY!” You cheer happily on the other end, and he chuckles in the receiver. “What you doin?”

“I’m with the boys, booger,” he says softly, smiling at your excitement. “About to wrap up dinner, you want me to get you anything?”

“You,” You whine, and he sighs in defeat. “I mith you…”

Shit. Baby voices. You dirty rat.

He swallows back a snicker, “I’ll be home soon. I promise.”

“Nnngh, I miss you!” You repeat, more dramatic than the last time. His eye twitches. He knows what you want, and he hates you for it.

“I can’t do that,” he groans lowly, turning his head away. “I’m out. In public!”

“Mmm! Bubby!! I miss you!” You whine, and there’s an absolute conflict in his head right now. “Miss your face, and I miss your nose, and I wanna bite your fingers… wanna sniff your hair, wanna live in your skin.”

Because yeah, okay, he could absolutely say no and hang up the phone. But he’s not going to, because clearly you’re getting his attention and a reaction you wanted and your persistence is admirable, at best.

“I love you too, baby-“

“Nnng LOUDER!”

He sighs in defeat at your adorable- albeit heartless- pestering, all the while he feels his teammates eyes boring into the back of his head; he lowers his voice enough for the other restaurant patrons, but there’s no escaping the judgement of his teammates.

“I mith you too, baby!” He coos back, and you giggle happily on the other end. The surrounding table goes completely silent, and he can feel the multiple pairs of eyes boring into the back and side of his head. “I gotta go.”

“Okay,” you say, and he can hear the pout over the phone.

“Okay- I love you, I love you! I love you.”

“I wuv you too.”

“See you soon, baby.”

“Okay… bye Rinnie.”

“Buh-bye.”

He clicks the red hangup button. Then, he screws his eyes shut before he slowly turns to the booth of athletes, who are absolutely silent and looking at him with cocked, confused brows.

“What’re you looking at?” He snaps, and no one says anything before Sakusa clears his throat.

“Nothing… but we sure did mith you, Rinnie.”

The rest of the team absolutely explodes in laughter, all in jest and no real judgement, and Rintaro can’t fight the smile as he hangs in his head in faux shame, his cheeks hot and face burying in his hands.

“I’m gonna break up with them. Swear to god,” he grumbles from behind his hands.

Aran claps him on the back, “tell that to the fat rock in your drawer.”

based on this video bc I’m unoriginal and Michelle and Andy are my parents

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price as Clifford Pyncheon //

The House of the Seven Gables (1940) dir. Joe May

[sacredfixation]

Touch starved god learns emotions, immediately forgets how to hold still

Loki is SO tactile. He starts off performing, still the sharp, composed version of himself he thinks he has to be. the controlled gestures, the careful posture, the way he only moves when he needs to, like he’s conserving himself. like he doesn’t believe he’s allowed to be anything more.

as the series goes on he becomes looser, more expressive. Touching his chest, reaching out, grasping.

Like he’s becoming real, tangible, soft.

Loki moves like someone who wasnt allowed to take up space for so long and then suddenly, he has to. initially his hands are calculated, with deliberate little flicks.

But as he unravels as he becomes, his hands follow. His expressions soften, his face stops being a mask and starts being his. he gestures more, presses his hands to his chest when he talks, reaches out when he’s feeling something too much. like every emotion is too big to keep inside. like he’s overflowing.

Loki moves like someone who spent centuries as a shadow and is only now realizing he has a body. he gestures like he’s afraid he’ll disappear if he stops. like he’s trying to prove to himself that he’s here, that he’s real.

he presses a hand to his chest when he talks, like he’s grounding himself. like he’s checking. am i still here? is this still me? he grips his own arms, his own wrists, like he has to hold himself in. like he might spill out otherwise.

his body used to be a tool: graceful, deceptive, a weapon. but now? now it’s his. awkward, shaky, hesitant. he fidgets. he trembles. he holds onto himself because he doesn’t know who else will. (cough mobius cough)

[akai-anna]

one of the best things in detco: conan and shinichi appearing side by side in frames/panels

another note: shinichi literally forgetting he's kudou shinichi bc he got used to being conan. iconic. it slipped his mind. oops.

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

rip Dallas Winston u would have loved making thirst traps n having 13 banned TikTok accounts

[anxi04]

Hear me out. HEAR ME OUT.

DC X Epic:TheMusical

Tim Drake who is the descent of the last line of Odysseus (so a descendent of Hermes) through Jack and a daughter of Athena (Janet)

Athena who misses her friend Odysseus and sees so much of him in Tim, who is technically her grandchild and she's so excited about it.

Hermes who also considered Odysseus his friend in a way also seeing so much of him in Tim and being more loudly giddy about it.

Athena and Hermes who absolutely adore Tim and are so proud of him because their kid is so smart and brave and strong and witty.

YES OMG TIM X EPIC???

first of all tim’s hero costume 100% has attributes to both athena and hermes. tim is so insanely offended about the court of owls he decides to make his costume vaguely owl themed to spite them and pay tribute to athena. his shoes also have little feathers on them for hermes (hermes maybe possibly made them flying shoes but no one needs to know that. that is a secret between tim, hermes, athena, and young justice)

of course he doesn’t tell any of the batfam. wonder woman knows cause she can feel the divinity in tim and respects his decision not to tell the batfam so she says nothing outside of a causal “would you like a spar one day?” and that’s the end of that.

he does learn the greek style of sword fighting and also archery. he makes a collapsible bow in the style of odysseus’ bow and even if he doesn’t use it much he always has it on him, both as another tool just in case and a way to honor his long ago relative. and he sees the look in athena and hermes’ eyes when he uses it and wants them to know he’s keeping his legacy alive, even if he never explicitly states it.

his morals are probably a bit less strict. he doesn’t want to kill but he was raised by a demigod and two gods and they definitely have a different view on killing. he sees killing as more of a last resort, if he needs to kill he will but he’ll also do his best not to get there.

during his early stalking the bats days either athena or hermes was always with him. he was nine and while yes he was definitely well trained he was NINE.

bruce quest definitely goes differently. he’s still at like the lowest point of his life, his mom and dad are dead, steph is ‘dead’, bart is dead, kon is dead, cassie is in a cult, the hero community thinks he’s insane, he’s not robin anymore, and bruce is *gone*. but he has athena and hermes (who by the way is very proud of tim being such a good thief. he trained him for sure) and that helps his mental state so much.

the league of assassins and the council still happen, tim still loses his spleen but when he attacks the league he doesn’t worry much about the consequences of blowing the bases up. he doesn’t need to know the exact number of deaths, he hopes a couple of assassins got out but he knows there’s a substantial amount dead.

he’s nowhere near ra’s level, but he does fight him to a closer standstill which only endears him to ra’s more and tim is very much not cool with that. neither are either of the gods. he does Not need ra’s as a father figure thank you very much. hermes takes out any annoyance out on ra’s and really shows he’s the god of mischief

tim also somehow acquires a winion. no one but him knows how. hermes and athena looked away for ten seconds when he was 11 and suddenly he has a winion who is Very against leaving. none of the batfam are sure what it is just that it never leaves tim alone for more than 2 seconds. you know how some animatics just have a random winion with the crew? it’s that winion.

tim also definitely doesn’t just go with red robin as a name once he realizes he can actually choose his own and names himself something honoring both athena and hermes. at this point he also starts using his bow more much to the annoyance of bruce and that’s purely cause tim said he was inspired by oliver just to fuck with bruce.

oliver also sees how good of a shot tim is and is trying to get custody. little does he know bruce doesn’t even have custody athena and hermes got custody of him through a fake identity. bruce has no idea who his guardians are and it drives him crazy cause hes found out they’re not fake and very present in tim’s life BUT HE CANT FIND THEM

[lavb-b]

More SS Link + Zelink <33

[vyoongi]

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Out of curiosity sake… have you drawn our man Marvel Ryuji- I mean Sabertooth?

i think the absolute funniest thing about this ask is i planned for my last rgg drawing To Be Of ryuji and sabertooth cause i couldnt Not think of the design similarities

evidently i never drew that so For You my friend i give you a quick vic :]

[tragicsiblings]

Star Wars: Episode I – The Phantom Menace (1999) | Ewan McGregor as Obi-Wan Kenobi

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

alex turner + staying hydrated

[ocelhirapilled]

heres some re4 mercs wesker from when i was just starting to draw him

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Hogwarts AU [pt. 8]

Herbology turns out to be an alright class, even if Tim gravely regrets not wearing gloves. His nails are a mess now. But Transfiguration is way worse, because he can't, for the love of him, make his matchstick turn into anything, much less a needle, and Professor McGonagall looks vaguely disappointed at him, with her lips pressed into a thin line and all. She is not even his Head of House, why does it matter what she thinks of him?

But anyway, it looks like the main challenge is still ahead of him.

The Potions class, that is.

Tim doesn't have any love for the subject, he never had. Brewing takes a lot of time and precision, and, what's more, various ingredients have too many different effects when mixed and overlapped, and Tim never understood why does it matter how many times you have to stir the concoction and why clockwise or counterclockwise direction makes a difference. Besides, most potions can be replaced with an appropriate charm or spell, which is way more interesting to study (not to mention that it works faster than spending hours over your cauldron). So, all in all, Tim is understandably not very excited about the class.

Honestly, his only saving grace would be the fact that Potions are taught by Professor Snape, who is his Head of House, so it's unlikely that he is going to actually fail.

However, all those pros, cons, and side notes quickly leave his mind when he enters the classroom. Because, as it turns out - and, yeah, maybe he should have paid more attention to his schedule, but he was rather busy snapping at Manson ever since they left the common room in the morning - they have this class together with Hufflepuffs.

Which means Danny is here. Which means it's his chance to apologize.

Which is why he takes the seat right beside the boy without a split second of hesitation, because if he doesn't act quick then Manson is going to claim it first, and Tim is so done with her. He is immediately proven right when he hears her angry, snake-like hissing behind him, but it doesn't matter since, hey, the early owl gets the treat or whatever.

And then Danny turns to him, visibly startled by his arrival, and all carefully prepared and rehearsed words leave Tim's head in a rush, like someone vanished them right out of his head.

His eyes are very blue.

Wait, no, his apology!

But, right as Tim opens his mouth, the door to the classroom swings open again, and Professor Snape sweeps in, his robes flapping behind his back. Yesterday, after the first-years were escorted to the Slytherin common room, the man left them with a very brief, albeit distinctive impression of a grumpy bat. Today, this impression only strengthens.

Danny blinks at Tim a few times before hesitantly turning his attention to the Professor. Tim's mood instantly sours - couldn't the Professor wait just, like, three more seconds before starting his class?.. Tim is very cross with him right now, Head of Slytherin or not.

Seems like his apology is going to have to wait at least till the end of class.

~~~

Halfway into their period, Tim learns a few very important things.

First, their seats are assigned, and whoever they choose as a partner today is going to be their partner for the rest of the year. Which might have been a bad thing - House unity and whatnot since Tim is the only one to dare pair up with a student of a different House - but. For one, Tim is pretty sure if he didn't sit next to Danny, then Sam would, so the House unity was going to be questioned anyway. For two, Danny turns out to be an honest to Merlin Potions prodigy, so Tim can't bring himself to be upset.

Second, the fact that a Hufflepuff can be good in Potions seems to grate on Professor Snape's nerves quite obviously. And Danny, apparently having no idea how to read the room and keep his mouth shut, doesn't help.

They are making a Boil Cure, and the instructions written on the board are rather simple even for Tim. But Danny doesn't even look at the board, instead going to gather his ingredients as soon as he hears the assignment, and it sparks a whole debate between him and Professor. If their quick question-answer barrage can even be called something so mild as a 'debate'.

"Uses of barn hazel," Professor demands, suddenly snapping his attention back to Danny just as Tim thought they calmed down.

"Urtica dioica, other known as stinging nettle or just nettle," Danny responds without even taking his eyes off the crushed fangs in the mortar in front of him, "It can be just a cooking ingredient if you want, but other than that, the essence goes into the Sleeping Draught, dried leaves can be crushed and used to speed up the brewing of almost any mucus based potion except the Herbicide, because Horklump juice goes into that one. Also goes into Hair-Dye potion, but, just so you know, if you add too much, it can make your hair greasy."

"Just so I know?" Professor sneers, his eyes narrowed dangerously. Danny gives him a side-eye that is all but screaming 'duh'.

"Yeah, since it looks like you've made that mistake repeatedly," he answers, and Tim can't laugh, he absolutely can't laugh, no way. Stephanie, who is sitting at the desk right behind him, doesn't have such reservations, though, and snorts loudly.

Professor's left eye twitches. "Ten points from Hufflepuff for disrespect," he snaps, but Danny merely shrugs and adds the contents of his mortar into the cauldron, eye-measuring the amounts. Tim panics briefly - the instructions said strictly four measurements of it - but the potion turns a perfect pale blue, just as written. Danny adjusts the heat and stirs the whole thing almost absentmindedly.

Professor Snape looks like he's had one too many Pepperup potions, all red-faced and a moment away from having steam come out of his ears.

Sitting next to Danny was simultaneously Tim's best and worst decision for this class.

~~~

It's only about ten minutes before the class ends that Tim gets a chance to actually talk to Danny. Not that they hadn't said a word to each other before, of course, but it was all 'pass me the ginger powder' and 'watch the slugs, they are making a run', so, not very productive. At least not in the area where Tim wanted it to be productive.

They are cleaning their station now, two vials of Boil Cure successfully turned in to Professor. He very begrudgingly gave them both an E for it, even though Tim is pretty sure this was the best Boil Cure to ever exist - it was looking exactly like the finished product was supposed to be. But arguing with a teacher on the first day is not on Tim's 'to do' list, to be honest, and Danny doesn't seem to mind, so he thinks it's okay. For now.

What's not okay is that he still hasn't apologized.

So that's what he does, right as Danny returns from putting the mortar and pestle and the cutting board away. He spells the tabletop clean and quietly offers, "I'm sorry."

Danny looks up from where he is studying the remains of their Cure in the cauldron and blinks. "For what?"

And that... is a good question, actually, because Tim can't exactly formulate his vague feeling of guilt into words.

"For... Well, I never thanked you for the broom," he gives one reason, but it doesn't sound like enough. "And I- ugh, I mean- Okay, there's not a good way to say this, but I'm sorry I forgot to write you. Or talk to you. Or, um, just you, in general," he breathes out finally, still not looking up from the table.

There's a short beat of silence following his poor attempt at making peace, and then, "Huh."

Tim whips his head up, and Danny's expression looks a bit puzzled. Then, he hesitantly smiles, tilting his head to the side like an owl, "So you did like the broom? You just never replied to my letters, so I figured it was, um, not the best gift. Which, technically, it wasn't, I probably should have, like, gotten you a new broom, at least."

Now it's Tim's turn to be puzzled. "Letters?" He asks, staring into Danny's eyes, "Wait, you wrote me letters?" He didn't think this situation can get any worse, but here he is, not only completely forgetting a person but apparently also ignoring them. Way to go, Timothy Drake.

Hold on, no, there was another important question there. "And, yeah, of course I liked the broom," he backtracks, "I still have it, actually, not with me because first-years are not allowed brooms, but it's back home. Dick - err, he is my brother- or, cousin, sort of - taught me how to ride it after I broke my leg at first attempt."

The more he talks - rambles, really - the bigger the smile on Danny's face gets. And, coincidentally, the lesser the anxious knot in Tim's stomach becomes, the tension leaving him slowly.

And then, Danny's smile turns into a grin. The one that reminds Tim of shimmering sparkles in the mirror ceilings and flutes of champagne spiked with silly potions. The one that makes the tension return, but it's a different kind now, an anticipation of something really bad but really fun happening in the next second.

"Okay," Danny says, his blue eyes creasing with a phantom of laughter. He settles the cauldron back on the table and looks over the few potion ingredients that are still scattered around the desk, a contemplating look on his face. "I'm glad," he adds and reaches for one of the vials containing some kind of weird white beans that Tim doesn't recognize, "And I'm going to forgive you, but on one condition."

Two minutes ago, Tim would have jumped at the opportunity. Right now, he is not so eager anymore, cautiously watching Danny uncork the vial.

"Which is?" He prompts the boy, and he gives him a quick glance, his whole posture dripping of mischief.

"I see why you're a Slytherin," Danny mutters almost like to himself, and then adds a bit louder, "On the condition that I get to make it fair." And, before Tim can agree or refuse, he drops all the contents of the vial into their cauldron, which immediately starts making low, aggressively bubbling sounds.

Tim only has a split second to take a quick step back in alarm before it starts spilling over the rim and shooting bright blue foam everywhere like a fountain, covering both him and Danny from head to toe, and Cassius' back , and the whole table and floor around them, and everything.

Professor Snape lets out an enraged battle cry from his desk, and a few other students are screaming, but Danny is laughing, and Tim is not sure what kind of face he is making but it's definitely as far from pleased as possible, and-

The foam smells of something sweet and feels vaguely warm and tickling on his skin.

Tim's insides kind of feel like that foam as well.

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Vibes for Potions classroom:

I'm having too much fun with Picrews, can you blame me? I didn't do Sam and Tim this time since they were just in the last part, and not much has changed since then, but here's Steph, and Fred and George, who have already figured the entrance to the kitchens, and Valerie who is not excited by that.

[Picrew]

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Wow, this part turned out way longer than expected. I'm thinking of cross-posting this on ao3 at this point since I'm not planning to stop any time soon,

Anyway, notes!

They didn't get detention only because it's literally their first day, but Snape deducted a shitton of points. However, the number of detentions with Snape that Danny got himself into over the years is twice as much as every other detention he served for all other classes and rule-breaking combined.

Have you ever wondered why it was that Slytherins and Gryffindors, who had the biggest rivalry between them, were paired together for Potions, one of the most volatile classes? I fully intend to give you an explanation for it. It's because Danny motherfucking Fenton is a Potions prodigy, but he is also a shit, no, The Shit, and Tim has no problems enabling him. By the end of their first year, Snape absolutely refused to have the two of them in the same classroom and demanded a change in the schedules. He can deal with the House rivalry by scaring the Gryffindors shitless, but he won't have the Fenton kid paired up with the Drake kid. Just no.

Granted, the Fenton kid is still up for trouble even without his usual partner, but he at least mellowed out without someone he wanted to impress by his side.

Also, Danny is a prodigy mostly because he spent near his whole childhood in his parents basement, and Jack and Maddie are in love with potions and experiments. Also, they saw no reason to gatekeep the knowledge from him for reasons I'm not yet sharing because that would be a spoiler. Just know that they've made their fair share of mistakes with potions, and now they intend to give Danny (and their other kids) all the tools to avoid the same thing.

By the way, Danny's favorite subject is Astronomy, and he absolutely sucks at Charms. Tim, on the other hand, is excellent at Charms and usually has a good grip on Potions - as in, he can follow the instructions just fine when there isn't Danny nearby, cutting out steps that he thinks they don't need or adding ingredients to make the potion better - but he's notoriously bad at Transfiguration. Sam likes Herbology the best but isn't very good at Potions (which is why she wanted to sit with Danny, aside from other reasons), and Stephanie is in a deep love-hate relationship with Transfiguration: she loves the subject but has a rocky relationship with McGonagall due to her behavior.

According to wiki, there was no DADA teacher in Hogwarts in 1989, so I'm sticking with the idea of other teachers rotating the substitute role for it during the whole year. I bet even Dumbledore took a turn.

[<- part 7 | part 9 ->]

[gothambelfry]

I think the only two people Tim directly came out to were Bruce and Steph and everyone else he just let figure out on their own. & He wouldn’t be subtle about it, casually dropping “my boyfriend” & painting the bottoms of his shoes the colors of the bi flag or whatever. Like even tho he could tell them head on bc he’s comfortable with it, it’s so much funnier to watch them struggle on how to, if they even should, bring it up.

[never-looked-so-good]

📷 @/charles_leclerc Barcelona, we are hereeeeeeeeeee 🇪🇸

[usertoxicyaoi]

no one even comes CLOSE to aoki like: