#he is a hungry baby

[hinamie]

I'll rip in hands and teeth and take a bite

[noxcheshire]

We’re gonna make this angsty and say Danny had been forcibly trapped in a coffin by his parents.

They did believe he was Danny, did believe he had died and come back, but couldn’t force themselves to harm him. Instead they put him into the ground in an effort to let him ‘rest’ in death.

After all, Danny Fenton had died, and the dead should stay out of sight, and out of mind.

Danny for his part had tried to reason with them, tried to fight back, screaming as he was caged and buried.

They never came back.

They had abandoned the grave they made for him.

And so Danny staid there, hurting and trapped for so long in a box that actively felt as if it were on fire.

Danny staid, caged and starving, long since numb to the abandonment.

And as he’s fading slowly, silently wishing to himself alone that he would never return to a world that had left him aching, it is then when he senses it.

It’s so potent and heavy that it causes Danny to surge and lung at the coffin’s door.

He shrieks when it burns, but he doesn’t stop.

Danny doesn’t stop even when his skin begins to peel nor when his nails chip and bleed down to the soft muscle below. Danny doesn’t stop when the coffin cracks and seems to glitch for one brief moment before ceasing it’s functions all together, only knowing that he was digging up and up and upupupupup

He’s hitting dirt, and it’s easier and harder all at once.

He doesn’t have the power to use his intangibility to fly through the dirt. But he had the determination to keep digging, desperate and renewed with a vigor that was burning into his racing heart.

Danny pierces fresh air, fingers grasping at hard dirt and grass.

Danny hears shuffling and then a large hand grabbing his own.

The connection is instant, and Danny wails, instinctively drawing onto the ecto the other has in spades. Rotting, burning, and angry simmering down into something more easier to digest.

The man — and it is a man, despite the strange garble of the voice — pulled Danny through and Danny breathed.

The Outlaws are investigating a small town in Illinois. They don't get very far into town though when Jason feels a weird tug at his chest. He can't help but follow it to a graveyard and then to a specific grave. It is there he witnesses something he never thought he'd experience from an outsider's perspective. A boy trying to claw his way out of his grave.

[spearxwind]

>STATIC SNOW /// VIOLENT FLAME<

(couldn't decide on one version so you get all of them)

[malamilkbeats]

WIP

Never drawn detailed mecha before, but it's a start! X3 Making an art version of Edgar for stills and a more simplified version for animating and rough drafts.

[tornado1992]

Babyfied Tails not crying no matter how hungry or sick he’d be because when he was an actual toddler he learned that if he cried no one would come to help him, his cries would only attract the people who wanted to hurt him.

[laiiaaa]

mornings with clingy Carmen on the brain :/

“Carm, baby, I need you to get up.” You run your hands through his hair and feel him groan into your chest. All of his weight has been on top of you from the moment you kissed him good morning.

“Five more minutes.” It’s muffled into your shirt, and the arms hugged around your waist hold you tighter. He cuddles into you that much deeper with a sigh that leaves your skin warm and heart blossoming with affection.

“You said that fifteen minutes ago, and the fifteen minutes before that. Get up.”

“Baby, ‘m not goin’ in till later—”

“Carmen.” You still and pull your hands from his hair.

And he’ll try not to make a scene about it, yet he can’t help but get all pouty, rolling off of you to lay down on his back. “Thought I told you not t’call me that?”

“Only a hundred times,” you chirp back, leaning down and smiling into a sweet kiss and then another for good measure before finally getting up to go to the bathroom. You giggle at the mess of his hair and he thinks it’s the best sound he’s ever heard, caught up in a love-drunk daze.

Oh, and he’ll wait for you at the door like he wasn’t just smothering you a minute ago. He holds your hand as you walk into the kitchen, gives you another smooch to your temple as you sit by the counter, asking you what you want to eat.

“Just pancakes,” you answer.

“Just pancakes?” He starts shuffling through the fridge—for what, you don’t know, but he’s getting ahead of himself already. “Y’know, I can whip up some of that—”

“Carm. Pancakes. Please?”

He pauses and pouts again, looking at you with those stupid puppy dog eyes while standing next to the opened fridge, carton of eggs in hand. He caves when you tilt your head and give him that look, and he answers with a nod. “Just pancakes it is.”

When you eat, he’s on you again, standing behind you with his arms over your shoulders and his chin nuzzled into the crook of your neck. “You like it?” He gets that glazed over, lovey-dovey look in his eyes when he sees you take another bite and nod with a hum.

“ ‘f course, I always like what you make me.” You take up another piece on your fork and hold it over your shoulder. “Here, have some—”

“Uh-uh,” he hums, and he shakes his head as he lands another kiss to your cheek. “You eat first, baby.”

[scrollonso]

fernando alonso wants to know where the 6 calamari are

[wearenotjustnumbers2]

Jamal Al-kafarnah, 5 months old baby, died out of hunger. Genocide via Starvation is a real thing.

The Israeli people holding protests at the border refusing aid trucks to enter need to take a look at what they're protesting for. Although aid trucks weren't entering at all even before the protests, they stay put outside of the border for weeks, maybe months.

[misskattylashes]

And this is why Alex is not allowed to be around Miles in public...

The Mojo Awards - The Brewery 16 June 2008

[natelia-aldelliz]

"зайчик, we have a problem" Nikolai says, opening Price's office's door.

The Captain sighs and doesn't lift his head, focused on trying to decipher the last report from Soap and Roach. Never again he sends them out together, he swears to himself. Not without a chaperone.

"Are we at war?"

"Eh," Nik hesitates, making Price frown and finally lift his head to look at the man.

He has a child in his arms. A black kid, barely more than a toddler. "What the - Nik, who's that?"

"Ah, this is part of the problem," Nik says with his heavy accent, sending a smile towards Price. "Say hi to Cap, Kyle."

The child frowns at him, buries his head shyly in Nik's shoulder and mutters a little 'hi' from his hiding space. Price doesn't understand.

"Uh, hi?" he says back, sending a confused look towards his lover.

"It's Gaz," Nik explains. "Like I've said, we have a situation."

A 'situation' is a bit of an understatement, in Price's eyes. He's surrounded by toddlers, his chain of command decimated, with no explanation and no solution. And if he thought they were a handful as adults, well they're worse as children.

Even Gaz got over his initial shyness and is running around, screeching with Soap. The only one who's calm is Simon. But it's not for a good reason, and it breaks his heart to see him almost cowering in the corner, panicked at the idea of not being home and his father being angry at him for that.

"Psst," a little voice interrupts his thoughts, accompanied by taps on his knee. He looks down at Roach, who's staring at him with a grin. Oh god, what now.

"Yeah?" he asks, fearing the worse.

"I caught a bug," Roach whispers like a secret.

Price looks down at his empty hands and feels the dread rising in him. "That's uh, that's nice, did you want to show it to me?"

Roach shakes his head. "I can't," he keeps on whispering. "I ate it."

Oh god.

The child looks so fucking proud of himself too. Price is lost. If he had wanted children, he would have had them, honestly. Apart from his sexuality and work overload, nothing kept him from just going out there and making a baby with someone. The thing is, he never wanted kids. He has no idea what to do!

"I'm gonna bite him," Roach whispers again, pointing towards Simon.

This is a nightmare, he thinks as he looks at the child making his way towards the poor unsuspecting kid. Soap has started climbing him like a mountain, claiming to Gaz that there's a treasure at the top, encouraging him to start climbing his arm as well.

And Nik is just taking pictures. If he wasn't the only one here that had some idea of what to do, he'd have strangled him.

Soap suddenly stops moving, sitting on his shoulder with his arms on top of his head, and Price barely catches him as he falls, sound asleep, and Gaz starts crying that he doesn't want nap time.

Suddenly he regrets complaining about that report. He'd take a hundred of them over this right now.

[lambmotifz]

truly the shittiest take in spn fandom is the 'sam is controlling and manipulative' take mostly because it comes from wincesties/bibros, like one would think they had understood and actually watched the show but no! i hate the way every part of the fandom mischatacterizes sam to fit their own preferences

ikr? the saddest thing is that you’d think sam’s character would be understood by the wincest part of the fandom because it’s sam’s ship as much as it’s dean’s

honestly it’s astonishing how most wincest shippers see him in the exact same way d*stiel shippers do

[dead-girl-tells-stories]

Almost finished reading Dungeon Meshi and I got an idea

So in Dungeon Meshi or Delicious in Dungeon, there are these... dungeons.

And from what I have gathered dungeons can be made naturally or artificially but both types have the same few things in common.

They are made to contain demons

They attract adventures

The dungeons have lords who manage/control the dungeon and are given the power to do so by the demons

I know that I'm skimming over some important bits, but long story short, the demons come from an alternate dimension called 'The Infinite Realm' and feed off of people's desires, the Lord of the Dungeon's specifically.

That being said... (incoming dp x dc prompt)

Beings from the Infinite Realms aren't ghosts but demons. And while they do still have obsessions, they lack desires. And so, they've become something they hunger for.

Danny learns this the hard way when he accidentally eats his parents' desire to hunt 'ghosts'.

When the endless, all-consuming hunger, that had been growing inside himself became just a bit satisfied by the action, he got scared. He ran to Clockwork, who immediately explained everything to him.

From there he became terrified. He didn't want to eat people's desires, especially considering that he had some of his own. But CW explained that while other demons will most likely never be satisfied no matter how many desires they consume, because of Danny's halfa status he may be able to. (Also it would be a bad thing if the baby starves itself. No one wants the baby to starve!)

To test out this theory, CW pulls (more than) a couple of strings, and soon his dungeon was set up in Gotham City in the DC universe.

He felt a bit bad since he had to set up shop in another ghost's/demon's territory, but Lady Gotham seemed to have taken a liking to him.

Danny takes his time searching for the most desperate person he can find, (Lady Gotham is leading him to some of the most desperate people in her city, aka the Batfam.), and appears to one of them as a fawn (signifying his hunger and current 'lack' of power). He then looks deep into their mind and offers them the power to fulfill all their desires.

The Batfam? They should be better than this, but damn they were in a tight spot and the city is going to shit because the rouges have been more active than ever, and their family is on the verge of crumbling!... And the answer to fix it all was right there, just within their reach.

They held the fawn in their arms gently. Its ivory wings, coat of starlight, and piercing Lazurus green eyes. Gotham began to change.

A few years later, some members of the JL and the JLD are once again trying their hand at clearing the dungeon but are a bit discouraged because last time their team was wiped out completely.

It was inconvenient how their powers were nullified whenever they were inside the dungeon, but they had yet to find a spell to counteract it.

In an attempt to get past the third floor, they teamed with a team called Team Phantom, which comprised two young adult siblings, their 12-year-old sister, and a few teenagers.

Morally, they were against this. No one this young should be trying to clear the dungeon! But on the other hand, this team was the closest to getting to the fourth floor.

Sucking it up, they teamed up with the young dungeon dwellers and quickly found out why they were so close to getting to the third floor.

These kids were skilled. These kids were powerful. These kids were trained. On top of that, they didn't care about their lives! Because these kids? They wouldn't- no! They couldn't die, and they were using it to their advantage.

The JL/JLD now had much more to worry about than clearing the dungeon.

[baalzebufo]

speaking of art, I totally forgot to post this earlier! but I drew a fun spooky AU Gideon for the GF Halloween Zine hosted by @howtokillavampire. it was nice to have the motivation to actually do something finished for once, haha

everyone in town thinks his vampire gimmick is soooo cute! he's so committed to the character! you could almost let yourself be fooled into thinking he's a real vampire.

he's not telling.

[goferwashere]

L + Ravenous + Caught in the act + No blood + Ratio

Vampire Kaiser (drawn during my spare, with my phone almost dying in the process lol)

[infant-no-finances]

bbno$ - I Remember

[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

headcanon that scorpius was a sick child and was in and out of hospital constantly, perhaps related to astoria's blood curse but not directly. his immune system isnt very strong, and everytime he gets sick they're terrified that it's the blood curse but also whatever else it could be, because it's always so sudden and so intense and they call healers over to the house who recommend this delirious feverish 4 year old is hospitalised immediately, and you'd think it'd get easier to some extent because they'd be used to it, but everytime they feel like this is it, this is the time he'll walk in to the hospital and not walk out again