#hope you all enjoy it!

[caffichai]

Goldenglow!

I like her colours and drip

She swept the last poll by a pretty sizable margin! Thanks everyone who participated!

[drrav3nb]

Second Chances

Things got this bad, Frank? It was only her voice, a figment of his troubled psyche, fractures of memories and recollections that he was struggling to keep from disappearing and yet, despite them being unaccompanied with images of the woman they belonged to, he could still sense the judgement in her tone, her eyes full of concern. “I’m trying, Karen-” I want there to be an after for you. “How can there be? You’re gone…” | After The Blip, Frank struggles to come to terms with Karen's death. But when Matt shows up one day, disclosing revelations he never thought possible, Frank must confront what is false and what is real, his own reality seemingly playing tricks on his mind. (Inspired by the trailer for Daredevil: Born Again released at Disney Expo 2024)

Tags: Implied/Referenced Self-Harm. References to Depression. Post-Blip. Angst with a Happy Ending

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[dream-a-dream-for-me]

Structure

Summary: The day both you and Tashi lost everything. Or, you were the one she was playing against when she hurt her leg. A/n: This is my first fic like this, so please be nice! also, I was listening to "Structure" by Odd Sweetheart for reference. I think i was a bit over dramatic with this, but hey, i enjoyed myself while writing it and thats all that matters. WC: 1.1k Cw: angst, young gay pining to gay situationship to gay heartbreak, internalized homophobia, no use of Y/N, mentions of reader having homophobic parents

Things between you and Tashi were always far from friends.

Meeting all the way back in high school when you were sat next to each other in biology. Quickly learning how smart she was, you may or may not have pretended to not understand a few questions just so you could ask her to explain them to you later. (you refused to look too deep into why you wanted her attention and she absolutely knew you were faking. But, indulged in you nonetheless.) 

From studying in the library to studying in the comfort of her home, you two slowly progressed into an actual friendship. Though, if you asked anyone from the outside, it was clear from the lovesick looks you gave her that it was more than that. 

Once, in junior year, someone brought this up to you and you froze.

The memories of your heart skipping a beat whenever you woke up early during sleepovers only to feel her arms wrapped around you. The pain you used to feel when she would talk about guys, angry that they can get what you can never have. You felt sick.

You had known you weren't straight for years but being confronted with that information felt like it was finally being spoken into existence. You had tried your hardest to compartmentalize those feelings for years and knowing that everyone could cut so easily straight to what you thought you had hidden so well sent you into a panic.

It manifested in you ignoring her, until a week in she bangs on your door and forces you to admit why you had stopped talking to her. You left out that part of what was actually on your mind. Her. It was always her. Instead, you just confessed that you thought her and other girls were pretty in a way you weren't meant to. 

She was quick to reassure you that it's completely okay, you're not a sick person, you're not a disappointment, nothing is wrong with you, your parents were just fucking stupid. That night ended with a lot of tears shed on your side leading to waking with limbs entangled together and lips swollen from kisses in the morning. 

You never spoke of your feelings for her, not wanting to risk losing your world. And after you two both went to Stanford and you finally cut your parents off, she was literally your everything. 

That was until you lost her. 

You had never cared much for tennis, but because Tashi loved it you learned so you could play together. She was always better than you, but not by that much. So, when you two had a match against each other, you thought nothing of it, you knew she was going to win, but that didn't matter to you. 

Her leg twists, knee shattered. 

Your world slows and you can only sit back and watch as she loses everything she's ever wanted. No matter how fast you run across that court, jumping over the net, you can't change the sickening crunch of her leg. 

Falling to her side you try to comfort her, "Oh my god Tashi! I'm so sorry-fuck I'm so goddamn sorry! You're going to be okay, your leg will be fine, I promise. You'll be okay." Art arrives a second later and the medic takes her away, leaving you standing there, staring at her, unable to move.

You wait awhile before you walk into the med room, wanting to give her time. Staring at the floor, your body racked with guilt you step through the door. It wasn't your fault, but that doesn't stop you from blaming yourself. Walking close to her, but still keeping your distance as she doesn't even acknowledge you. You try to apologize again, only to be cut off. "Will you shut that fuck up? I don't want to hear any of your stupid fucking apologies!" 

"You ruined everything for me."

You head snaps up at her words, a pang of hurt shooting through your body, flashing across your face. "T-tashi! I-i didn't mean to, I swear! I'll do anything, hell I'll quit tennis if it'll make you happy. Please, please forgive me." It's pathetic, but you can't help it, your voice cracking as tears blur and distort her image. 

"Nothing you can do will fix my leg. Get the hell out." You open your mouth to say something, but the ache in your chest doesn't allow it. Walking out, you sit on one of the chairs near the medical. 

Soon enough, Art walks out and you jump out of your seat. "What did they say?" 

"Her knee is completely blown. She'll never be able to play tennis again." 

Those words slam into you like a freight train. 

You knew she wasn't going to be able to play the same when you first saw it happen, but her never being able to play again wasn't expected.

"Did...did she say I could...?" You don't need to finish your question, his eyes slowly sliding to meet yours, before flicking away again. Opening his mouth only to close it again, shaking his head wordlessly.

A broken sob claws its way from your throat at the news. You knew her decision was permanent. That had been the last time you were going to speak to her again.

Maybe it's dramatic to grieve a relationship you never had as though it were a death. But she is all you've ever known, the only person that's been with you through every important point in your life, knows your every thought.

It feels like you're being ripped apart, half of you gone. You are alone.

Maybe you are grieving a death, the death of your past, the death of a part of you, of everything before this moment. It's all ripped away in her hands, none of it meaning anything without her.

You nod, trying to blink away the tears and choke back the hiccups, refusing to make eye contact with Art as he takes a step forward. He understood how deeply she was connected with you, everyone who met you did, "I'm sorry, It wasn't your fault." 

"I know, but she needs someone to blame, a-and I'm okay with it being me." Your voice shakes as you try to convince both him and yourself. 

She was your everything, and now you don't know who you are. She was the only structure keeping you up, your heart beats for Tashi and Tashi alone. 

Her leaving broke you open, the left side of your chest now a perpetually, gaping, hollow cavity. 

You do end up quitting tennis, there's no dream left there for you to follow. It was Tashi's dream, and now that she's gone, it only serves to make that cavity ache.

[cloudster-clown]

Philza Wednesday "stream"

Phil gets 1000 more gapples eaten, therefore reducing his gold to 0 once again. He's crying right now, L to him I guess!

Phil can't figure out why his spawn chunks are laggy. Not like there's a certain IRON FARM that could be the cause of this YEP

Go fishing has been redeemed while Phil was in the middle of doing something. He complains about it not(probably) realizing that he did this to himself in the first place PepeLaugh

It's chill time :)

Nvm, no chill,

we're talking about how smells are made for some reason. He blames us crows for bringing it up after the topic passed. Sure old man, not like you were digging deeper into this topic

Phil flies away, definitely not going to get distracted by a cave or something haha

He found a skeleton spawner! He also found a chest! Will he get the otherside disc? PauseChamp

Nope! just a regular golden apple!

After 4 hours, Phil finally returns home to continue the Greater Spawn Islands project! FOR SURE it's chill time! :] A few chaotic moments here and there but chill overall

That's the end of the stream. Bai guys BAIIIII

*pop* *pop* *pop* *pop* *pop* *pop*

*more phil noises*(idk how to describe the last noise he does LMAO)

[pikatrainer99]

So…I made my first fandub…and it’s PokéSpe DP because of course it is 😅

I wanted to share it here because I know there’s a lot of Sinnoh Trio fans here. This is a collab with @sinnohanvulpix and we worked hard on it, it was lots of fun to make! It’s the Luxio scene from the first volume of DP, one of my favorite scenes of all time. When you click on the video, please make sure to read the description, it has important info, as well as who voiced who.

Here’s the video! Hope you enjoy my first fandub!

[little-eye-guy]

"this is too raw of a line to come from—" shut up. beauty and meaning is everywhere

[en-chi-la-da]

"I will reveal the identity of the mastermind and end the killing game!"

saimatsu week 2024 DAY ONE - chapter 1/chapter 6

@saimatsu-week happy saimatsu week 2024!! 💕 for the first prompt i decided to use one of my fave shuichi lines in the game... ;u;

[ranilla-bean]

✨ The Mercy of Magpies 《喜鵲之恩》 ✨

3...2...1... takeoff! 🚀 @ash-and-starlight & @ranilla-bean here to launch our project for @zukkabigbang2024 🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

Rating: M Fandom: Avatar the Last Airbender Pairing: Sokka/Zuko Chapters: 4/15 Beta: @faux-fires

Tags: Alternate Universe - Space, Space Opera, Depictions of Violence, Minor Character Death, Dilf Zukka, War, Han solarpunk, loosely inspired by Red Cliff (dir. John Woo), Decolonisation, Ghosts, the narrative is haunted, Getting Together, Slow Burn, eventual sexual content (i prommy), BBL Ozzy, thematically relevant magpies, interplanetary old man yaoi saves the galaxy

Summary:

In the XXXth span of the galactic war against the Phoenix King, the Avatar, Master of the Four Elements, summoned his trusted advisor to his side… Avatar Aang, prosecutor of the long war against the Fire Nation, tasks General Sokka with the recruitment of a secret friend hidden on his old home planet Emptiness II, razed a century ago. There, Sokka finds an impossible community, where peoples from all quadrants of the galaxy have taken root—headed by the Phoenix King’s own son Zuko. As he comes to trust them, Sokka becomes invested in the community. But war is barrelling towards them, and he must harness the spark between himself and Zuko to save Emptiness II… and the rest of the galaxy.

check out the rest of the chapter 1 art here!

[the-phantom-peach]

Little Big Changes ✂️~

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CONTEXT~~

A long forgotten short comic I did for pre-totk/post-botw domestic zelink

I love Zel’s hair symbolism especially after altering her status as a “princess”and becoming a Hateno grade school teacher. She’d most likely still maintain some insecurities but that’s what our lovely knight was made for <3

Semi-connected to my previous Signing Link headcanon, Link speaks here for the first time post-Calamity and gets super self-conscious. But of course Zelda doesn’t mind and is happy that Link growing more comfortable after the events of breath of the wild

[maroisedot]

tehee~

[k0nstanta]

>MEOW

Play as a robot catgirl named K0tya who is trying to help her Master locate the missing lab rats (ignore the fact that said Master's forgetfulness is the reason they are missing in the first place).

Explore the research facility that you live in and find those missing critters before the morning shift starts, or your Master gets in trouble.

Contains swearing and suggestive language.

Made in RPG Maker 2003.

>>> DOWNLOAD HERE <<<

[drrav3nb]

OUR LITTLE SECRET

Synopsis: With the deadline for the The Bear's grand opening only six months away, Carmy and Sydney have been working in secret on a menu fit for their new restaurant. But their joint departures and clandestine meetings have been making their colleagues curious as to what is going on between the two...

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[caffichai]

Polar bears are like, legendarily chubby! So here's my artistic take on Aurora

[hailsatanacab]

Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

[pikatrainer99]

I just posted the story about Orange meeting Tails!

Please feel free to check it out and give it a read! I hope you all enjoy it!

[little-pup-pip]

Cosy day in!!