#got tired of having this in the drafts

[lunasfics]

Haikyuu Masterlist

Akaashi Keiji

Coming soon!

Iwaizumi Hajime

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Bokuto Koutaro

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Hinata Shoyo

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Kageyama Tobio

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Daichi Sawamura

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Kuroo Testuro

Coming soon!

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Coming soon!

Ushijima Wakatoshi

Coming soon!

Miya Osamu

Coming soon!

Miya Atsumu

Coming soon!

Nishinoya Yuu

Coming soon!

Tsukishima Kei

Coming soon!

[xxplastic-cubexx]

oh boy 2AM !!!!!!

[quirkle2]

a little bit crazy

[kettlefire]

As Good as Good Gets (DP X DC Snippet)

Richard "Dick" Grayson is the golden child. In the eyes of the public, and in the eyes of the league. Dick is a sweet, caring son, a man who went from being a sidekick to being a hero. The pipeline from Robin to Nightwing had many people applauding his dedication to keeping Gotham safe.

No one knew the full story, not truly. No one but Bruce Wayne himself. And maybe a certain butler. Many don't know that Dick only became Robin to stop him from hunting down and killing the man who killed his parents.

No one really knows about the harsh fights and arguments he has had with Bruce. The times when Dick would find himself cut off from the Wayne name for a week or so. No one knows that the first person Dick warmed up to was Alfred. Having been bribed with cookies.

Things weren't always this good, trusting, happy relationship between Bruce and Dick. It had been a rough ride, a complicated one. But that was okay, because it got better.

Dick stopped being so moody and angsty. He grew up, he learned, and he changed. He became an older brother, found people that needed him. Needed him in a way that the citizens of Gotham didn't need him.

His brothers like to call him annoying. A goody two shoes who Bruce trusted more than everyone else. They couldn't fathom how someone like Dick could be so stupid and bubbly at all times.

All times, except when shit hits the fans. Despite the name calling, despite coining Dick as the stupid Wayne. They all knew better. They knew that when it mattered, Dick Grayson always pulled through. He was a force to be reckoned with when needed.

The whole Wayne family was a force to be reckoned with when called for. It didn't have to be under the guise of costumes and vigilante acts. Whether he was Officer Grayson or Nightwing, Dick was a man with his morals and values.

One night on patrol as Officer Grayson, Dick found someone who needed that force. A force willing to protect and care for the innocent. The hurt. The damaged, yet still good.

It started like any other night. A call of shots fired by an empty warehouse. There was no sighting or knowledge of any rouges being there, so Dick took the call. Told the team he'll contact them if it seems more than just a civilian incident.

The warehouse was dark, reeked of copper and oil. It didn't take long for Dick to find the trail. The liquid he found looked like the person had been dragged before walking. There was a clear struggle, even with the mess and emptiness that was the warehouse.

That wasn't Dick's biggest concern. The concern lay in just how much blood there was. Too much for any normal person to lose and still manage to stumble through the warehouse.

It wasn't just blood. It wasn't that much, but Dick could spot the strangeness in the liquid. The mixed in green that had an eerily similar color and glow as a certain pit.

Without thinking, Dick followed the trail. Barely remembering to make contact with his family. Give them an update on what he found. Words telling him to stay put for backup went in one ear and out the other.

Something in Dick's gut was telling him he couldn't wait. He needed to find the source. Whoever was currently bleeding out in this warehouse. He silenced the comm, moving further through the dimly lit building.

Then Dick found it. Or more so, he found him. It was just a boy. A boy that reminded Dick too much of the youngest Wayne. A boy sat against a wall, looking pale and weak.

Red and green coated the front of the boy's shirt, arms wrapped tightly around his middle. An attempt to stem the bleeding. A puddle had already started to form beneath the boy, and Dick moved without thinking once again.

He quickly found himself kneeling beside the boy, hands carefully reaching out. Before Dick even touched him, the boy flinched. Eyelids suddenly opened, wide and terrified blue eyes landed on Dick's.

In just that one look, Dick knew what he had to do. The haunting, terrified, and pained look in the boy's eyes told Dick everything he needed to know. The boy was in danger. Someone had hurt this kid, and it was clear it wasn't the first time.

The boy struggled weakly against Dick's touch, terrified whimpers, and barely coherent pleas spilled from the kid's lips. It had Dick's heart aching, clear as day the poor kid has been through hell and back.

It took a lot of reassurance, gentle touches, and promises of help before the kid let Dick take a look at the bleeding wound. A promise on Dick's soul had been the final thing that earned him any semblance of trust. A strange promise, but Dick was willing to make it.

That concern turned to pure anger the moment Dick managed to pull the sticky shirt away from the wound. The sight of a Y-incision cut perfectly into the skin, stitches tight on the skin, but blood still leaking heavily from the wound.

It didn't take long for Dick to realize why. Despite the perfect surgical care of the wound, a good couple of stitches had broken. Leaving gaping spots for that red and green liquid to pour out of.

The boy was deathly silent, tears streaking down his cheek as wide blue eyes stayed trained on Dick. In that moment, Dick knew he had to help. Had to get the kid to safety, patch him up, and find out what kind of monster would do this.

It didn't matter if the kid was human or not. It didn't matter if the kid had special abilities or not. No one, absolutely no one, deserved to be vivisected.

The kid was shrouded in mystery, but that mystery only seemed to grow and become clearer when Bruce had entered the scene. The boy had tensed, eyes flashing a bright glowing green.

Lazarus pit green.

It set a pit of dread in Dick's gut. His mind brings forward memories of Jason. Jason, after his revival, after his dip in that cursed pit. The same flash that his brother would get if he got too angry. Too emotional.

As much as Dick wanted to focus on finding who did this, if it had any connection to Ra's al Ghul. He couldn't. Not when the kid tried to get up, to pull away as Bruce and the others made their way closer.

Right now, Dick only cared about making sure the boy was okay. Fixing those stitches, getting him a meal, and a warm bed.

He needed to get this kid someplace where he felt safe and secure. Comfortable and protected. Dick wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the promise he had made, but he wasn't letting anyone get to the kid.

That included his family. As strange as it seemed, Dick put himself between the others and the kid. Shooting them all a glare that they had only ever seen a handful of times.

Dick lifted the poor boy up in his arms, cradling the crying child close as he led the way out of the warehouse. Ignoring the questions or confusion coming from Bruce and the others. As Dick walked, feeling the trembling boy clinging to him, he made a rather obvious realization.

Maybe the eldest son really was more like Bruce than he expected. Just a few short moments the the boy, a boy that Dick didn't know his name, and he was ready to pull out adoption papers. To give the boy a safety he so desperately needs.

Give him the chance that Bruce had given him all those years ago.

[citree]

In the shadow of a god

[buglaur]

been making sims because i miss cas

[orykorioart]

June 2023

How could you forget Lup?

[Image Description: A 5-panel illustrated comic featuring Taako and Lup in a limited color palette of pink, light brown, light red, purple, blue and yellow. Taako is is depicted with light brown skin and dark hair, which he ties behind his back. He wears a purple cloak. Lup is depicted with light brown skin and dark hair, which she ties in front of her. She wears a red cloak.

Panel 1: Young Taako and Lup, on both sides of a pot. Lup is stirring as Taako looks in. Below the panel is captioned with purple text:

“What’s the feeling”

Panel 2: Close-up of young Taako and Lup. You can see half of their face, and they are excitedly talking to each other. Below the panel is captioned with purple text:

“When you have a broken home, home, home?”

Panel 3: Pans down to young Taako and Lup’s torso. They are standing close to each other, indicating that they are holding hands. Below the panel is captioned, text in purple:

“Where’s the love when you were left on your own”

Panel 4: Taako’s hand, wearing the Bureau of Balance bracer. His hand is relaxed, but alone. There is a brief out line of Lup’s hand, reaching out for his. Below the panel is captioned with purple text:

“So alone”

Panel 5: Taako is standing center-frame, and you can only see the bottom half of his face and his torso. There is a single tear rolling down his cheek, his mouth slightly agape. He is grasping the Umbrastaff tightly in one hand, holding it close to his chest. There is a faint outline of a hand on his shoulder. Below the panel is captioned with red text:

“Who said you’re on your own?” End ID]

[jewishdog]

Is it me or more people are feeling more comfortable to be mask off antisemites and don't bother using dogwhisles as much? Like antisemitism became so normalized

I saw someone rebloging a post with "stop with your Jewish lies"

It used to be "(((zionist))) lies" because antisemitism was at least bad optics. It wasn't bad because it's bad it was bad because it made you look bad. But now we're past even that.

Like that's not the only case, I've seen someone say they don't like jews, jews are thieves

People saying the star of David makes them distrust people because they don't know if the person is a normal Jew or a gross jew

Someone saying the Jews must have been expelled and killed for 3000 years for a reason

Happy (??) holocaust memorial day but this is only for the Jews who are human

I see more and more cases and still hear people say there is no antisemitism in the left

Because a lot if not all of this cases came from people who claim to be leftist under the guise of activism

You claim you are not an antisemite? Prove it! Call those people out!

And if someone calls you out please try to reflect and learn instead of immediately dismissing it

I've also seen a lot of people proudly say they've been called antisemites. That is not the flex you think it is. I mean at least Jews know you are unsafe but would you be proud of being accused of being a bigot towards any other group?

Caring about one group of people doesn't give you a free pass to be a bigot to another group.

Do better!

[emily-mooon]

Jonathan in my Itakiss AU:

[galaxythreads]

okay, posting this to hold myself accountable, my goal is to reach page 100 for book 3 in my og series by Monday. i'm currently on page 58. We'll see how this goes. I am tired of being stuck.

[kanene-yaaay]

Bruh almost died today, I was editing a fic and then my pc lagged, screen went black and went he came back my doc was literally full blank

Like!!! You can see the pages are there but nothing was appearing so I went into full Emergency Mode and managed to recover the story quite easily but kjhgfdfghyujiokj what a scare I think I'd have DIED if I wrote the entire fic once again I would fall on the floor and CRY

But it went all well be prepared for a new fic.... someday soon :3

[assumedcryptid]

[dangaer]

love piofi.ore bc it comes with the understanding that technically the most upright of the lis is orlo.k (bc his route is breaking free of the manipulation he went through as a child to be that better person none of the mafia bosses truly consider in their routes).

while they're all men involved in the mafia, it's clear that there is some sense of narrative good vs evil between their groups that reflects how its viewed in bur.lone as a whole. the falz.one and the visc.onti are viewed by both themselves and the people (due to their ties to politics / their unofficial reign on the city) as essentially the good guys (aka what I've done is bad but it's for a good cause)

at the end of the day ya.ng and or.lok are 9/10 portrayed as the disrupters / criminals to the system ( which for yan.g ... not wrong ) but, its good to remember who dan.te and gilb.ert are too. they're not above doing awful stuff to get their own way, which is highlighted a lot in or.loks (and gil in nic.olas route with the boat iirc)

[dawnthefluffyduck]

Not May, but the semester is finally over (not officially, but with my finals schedule, I've practically got nothing left)

I'm back :D I feel god-damn awful though, so for the next few days I'll be sharing the handful of sketches and scribbles I made over the last month or so. It's not a lot, but hopefully I'll be on my feet when they're all posted and able to work on my own art again. Thank you guys for your patience and support while I was gone, it meant the world to me as I was trudging through the rest of the semester <3

[doodlingwren]

Chat 💖🔥 New ✨️aldemu✨️ 🤯art🤯 might be posted this day (hopefully. I've finished adding the links in the description🌟🗣💪💪💪)

[cantquitu]

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