#hopes for a bastard universe

[yourlocalabomination]

Teddy bear doodle for these trying times (waiting for the Cinderellas Castle digital ticket)

[mairon-goth-minion]

(Note: this follows my previous post with Evan)

Once more, please hear me out:

Barty Crouch who hated the world

Barty Crouch who, despite his famous bravado, couldn't even look his father in the eye

Barty Crouch who preferred to be hated than loved, because that's all he ever knew

Barty Crouch who was terrified of losing himself to drugs yet who took them anyway, because they blurred everything

Barty Crouch whose heart skipped a beat the instant he saw that tall, blond and haughty looking boy from across the common room

Barty Crouch who became obsessed with that boy, to the point where he knew every detail of his life

Barty Crouch who would've burned the world down for a kiss

Barty Crouch who, when he finally receives that kiss, at a Halloween party, both of them drunk out of their minds, feels like someone's lit a brazier within him

Barty Crouch who begins to realize that this boy might be just as insane as him

Barty Crouch who falls in love with that boy a bit more every passing day, feeling love for the first time instead of hatred

Barty Crouch who died the day he learned that his love had been killed, becoming only a husk of his formal self, losing all that made him him, not to drugs, as he'd feared, but to heartbreak

Barty Crouch whose last thought as the dementor sucked his soul out was that he'd welcome death because it meant he'd see Evan Rosier again

"My love, my only one. I miss you so, so much. You left me all alone. I forgive you, love. Fuck. Maybe if I’d been there, I could’ve saved you. Too late. For both of us. I miss you so, so much. At least I’ll get to see you again. See you in hell, Evan."

[spielzeugkaiser]

hi, first off i really love your art. the h/c and warmth really hit me where i live and your illustration style is fantastic. lately i've been obsessed with the post where an unwell milek thinks geralt will leave him behind. was that an ingrained insecurity, assuming his super-witcher dad wouldn't have time for a sickly human kid?

[MASTERPOST] - Ahh, thank you for the ask! Yes, this scene.. I actually saw this a bit differently! It's not about Milek fearing Geralt will leave him behind, he actually wants him to. They need to find his Pa!! I think he often feels like a burden; Jaskier knows this, but Geralt isn't aware of this yet. Milek just wants to pull his weight, especially with Jaskier. A little sneak peak to their struggles regarding this:

Meanwhile Jaskier continues to struggle with his omega status.

[stormshot-prime]

Crying for her but happy that he’s here!!

Issue 11… *sounds of me being gut punched in the background*

[wtowingedtragicobsidian]

~Premise: Beast universe; as Dazai lay dying in Chuuya's arms he starts to remember the other realties~

Dazai lay on the cold concrete, now warm with blood as memories of other lives start to seep into his mind. He had expected dying to hurt more but he couldn’t feel a thing. It was one last cruel mercy the universe granted. And then Chuuya was beside him. He might have been holding him, but he felt too cold to tell. He might have been talking ­­­— he probably should have been yelling— but Dazai wasn’t listening. There had been a reality where he made it out and joined the Agency. Found something close to happiness. Got something close to better. —what did it matter if Odasaku was gone— But, there was a reality where Chuuya joined instead. It suited him.

Chuuya watched his smile as he backed off the ledge and the world froze around him. Air dead in his lungs, and then a single beat of his heart and he was plummeting over the edge after him. His eyes stung with as the cold air rushing past ripping out tears as he shot like a fiery arrow towards the surface of the earth. He was next to Dazai’s body in an instant —somehow that bastard was still alive— He kneeled beside him in the growing pool of blood, trying to ignore how it seeped into his pants and coated his hands as he rolls the brunette gingerly to face him, head cradled in his lap. And for the first time since they met when Dazai spoke to him he was silent.

“…id you know there was a universe where you made it out instead of me?”

“…”

Chuuya gathers the broken man closer in his arms, supporting the mangled body to rest against his own as he reaches down with a shaking hand to brush some hair out of his rapidly dimming eyes.

“…i...is there one where we get a happy ending?”

—He doesn’t know why but he needs to see his eyes.

Where they get a softer beginning, a gentler middle, a kinder end? There wasn’t. If there was Dazai couldn’t see it. It wouldn’t be them then would it, if they were afforded something so tender as joy and so decent as a good goodbye. No, there were two universal constants in the realities; they never got out unmarred, and they always found each other. Always. He chose to tell him that instead.

He needs them to be the last thing he sees.—

Dazai reaches an equally shaky and bloody hand up to wipe away the only tear he’s seen Chuuya cry. He answers him honestly for once in his life.

“…no…but we’re together in every one.”

He can feel the warmth of Chuuya holding him.

[skeleton-mischief]

Sleepover with Stretch

Part one for Stretch x Reader! Since the place I had it deleted it or something, I have to rewrite it. But!! Fret not, I have written this as a way to keep things organized and to allow me to place the writing in parts. Please enjoy!

It had taken ages for him to get ready to come over, especially since he had to sneak out of the house. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Rus, Cash, or Coffee to join, but he knew that recently you’ve been feeling overwhelmed. You usually visit the house to see him and the others, but the other day he remembered you offering a sleepover at your house. Of course, he was about to call the others to see if they wanted to join, but he was abruptly cut off when you threw a pillow at his face. You just wanted…him. Just him. And you. Together. Alone. Hah. Hahaha. Stretch had to bury his face in the giant bumblebee plushie he got from you when you left because he couldn’t snuff out the blush on his skull when it registered that you were specifically just wanting him to come over.

The poor skeleton had to mull over and analyze why you only wanted him, but he couldn’t come up with any rational idea, especially since he had a big fat crush on you and felt too embarrassed at any idea he had. Still, he packed his bags and was able to sneak out yesterday to the convenience store for quick and easy snacks the two of you could share. He debated getting his favorite pocky, but he thought better of it the moment he thought about it for longer than two seconds. Now here he was in his bedroom, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he checked the time on his phone. Everything has gone smoothly, and he was going over each item in his mind just to make double sure of what he needed. He packed the snacks, he packed his pajamas, his toothbrush, his Nintendo for Mario Kart, and he even packed his favorite stuffed animal, the bumblebee you bought him. So far, he hasn’t forgotten anything!

Well, he couldn’t plan the intruder teleporting past his door and straight into his room. “Hey, Stretch, Powder was wonderin’ if-” Ah, yeah, that’s going to interrupt his plans. He didn’t even have time to throw his bag into his closet at a cartoonish pace, nor did he have time to teleport the moment he registered the tall and imposing figure that was Rus. His eyes darted up to meet his stare, the other skeleton’s eyes widened and his jaw parted mid-sentence.

“...”

“.....”

“.......”

“.......................uhm-”

“Are ya goin 'somewhere?”

The question was simple, but it caused Stretch to start sweating. Play stupid, idiot!! “....no…?” “...no?” Not that stupid!!! He wanted to slap himself, but it was too late. Rus carefully analyzed him from the top of his skull to the bag that was slung over his back. He could see Rus putting two and two together as he looked down at his phone where he could easily see the text messages between you and Stretch. He carefully pulled his own phone out, and Stretch just stood still as Rus took a picture. Only when Stretch heard the click did he react. Almost desperately, he reached forward and grabbed Rus by his shoulders as his phalanges dug into the thick material of his black coat. “Rus, Rus please-” “Where ya goin?”

“Rus, look- please don’t do this-” “Are ya runnin’ away?” He saw how Rus seemed to be judging his way of packing as he asked that. “What? No, I-” “A sleepover?” Rus took his phone away from Stretch’s reach as he pathetically tried to grab it from him. Only at hitting the right target did Stretch slump forward in defeat. “...Maybe,” He finally admitted, his voice turning softer as his nerves increased. Rus didn’t say anything for a moment, at least not until he said your name. “Huh?” “Is that who’re gonna go see?” He at least had the decency to ask, even if it was obvious. Stretch, like the other Papyri variants similar to him, struggled making friends. Especially ones that would have a sleepover with him. He nodded at the question, and Rus seemed to be debating on what to say next. Rus placed his phone in his pocket before sliding his hands in his jacket and looking around his room. Rus took a few steps towards his desk placed beside his bed, only to carefully grab Stretch’s camera and handing it to him.

“Okay.” “Okay? Stretch took his camera with both of his hands absentmindedly, tilting his head to the side when Rus decided to look at him again. “Yeah. Make sure to take some pictures. Ya can hang em up on yer board over there,” He raised his hand to the bulletin board Stretch put up a few months ago over his drawing desk. Stretch glanced back at him, nodding his head slowly but with uncertainty. “You're right, that sounds like a good idea!” He grinned, but he still didn’t understand why Rus was being so relaxed about this. “But…you’re not going to tell the others, are you?”

He saw the way Rus shrugged his shoulders carelessly, making a noncommittal grunt. “Nah, you’re allowed to spend time with ‘em alone, that ain’t my business.” Stretch narrowed his eyes at him, which only made Rus look away casually. Aha! He pointed at him accusingly, knowing full well that he was their tell tale sign that he wasn’t telling him the full truth. “Then why did you take a picture?” He shouted, but not too loudly. Rus grinned mischievously, his eye sockets crinkling slightly. “That was just black mail, is all…” "Blackmail?! Rus, Rus I thought you were my friend!" "I am," Rus was chuckling now, placing a hand over his mouth. Stretch was about to rant about his utter betrayal, but that glint in Rus' eyes told him what Rus wasn't sharing. "...What do you want?” Rus placed his hands up in mock defeat, smiling even bigger now as he tilted his at him and turned away towards the door. “I’ll find something ta get ya to pay me back with, don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me,” “Rus! Rus I swear to-” But it was too late. Rus teleported out of the room as quickly as he had arrived, his small nyeh-heh-heh a mocking reminder that Rus knew his secret sleepover.

Stretch grumbled under his breath, placing his hands over his face as he tried to collect his composure. Hey, at least he knows Rus won’t tell the others, right? Ugh…He doesn’t know how Rus is going to get him to do him a favor in return, but at least it wasn’t Cash that ran into him. Cash was horrible about his blackmail, that awful prune. He was friends with the both of them though, so he knew that they would both be a little bit more merciful towards him. Right? Right?? Wait, wait wait wait. Stretch straightened up, jerking his head towards the door as he set his bag down for a few moments. Rus came in here because his brother wanted to know something. “Rus-! What did Powder want to kn- Oh you know what, forget it! Powder-!!”

It looks like he's going to be a little late to the sleepover...

[just-someone-online]

Skybound Starscream might be the most I've enjoyed the character in years and I can't wait for him to get his shit rocked

[impmakesart]

Christian, AKA The Priest, AKA The Devil.

This tarot card was created for the 2024 Tales From Riftdale / Poll for Initiative Appreciation zine!!! We all did different cards and of course I had to do the Chris one.

[tracle0]

Man hates his god

[talentforlying]

i can't remember the details, but at some point i decided that aliens and alien politics is absolutely where constantine draws the line on plausible otherworldly bullshit. he flatly refuses to consider what all the fuck is Out There and if he sees proof of something coming from Out There, he'll rationalize it as being some kind of demonic entity, demigod, or tulpa.

yes he loved star trek as a kid, no that doesn't mean he's willing to risk a non-exorcisable fourth doctor-esque bubble wrap caterpillar monster slugging down the street at him!! no fucking thank you!! yes he has met members of the justice league, doesn't mean he wants to think too hard about what they're protecting humanity from, and all the implications that follow!! he ALREADY gets sucked into potentially world-ending events he doesn't want to be anywhere near because he gets curious and starts poking around, he's not adding potentially world-ending events from space to the list!! this gif is his exact reaction!! space is Too Much for him fuck you and fuck off!! unless he has to deal with it or fight it in some way, in which case do NOT leave him unattended thank you very much!!

( he says as he's taking the very first opportunity he gets to run out there and explore, because he's obsessed with learning and acquiring knowledge that's been previously forbidden to humanity and he will pursue it, even if it means kubrick-staring out the door of the TARDIS for half an hour. )

[toytulini]

feels very strange to get podcast ads about how pride friendly orlando is rn what with the current political conditions of florida for very large swathes of the queer community

i mean i dont have any suggestions for like idk the marketing team of the orlando tourism board to do any better like i certainly wouldnt know how to advertise rn, thats a rough hand youre stuck with and i hope your shit ass transphobe fascist politicians drop dead.

just. wild to hear rn

[themthistles]

i'm never starting another netflix show again cause i know it's gonna get cancelled after one season anyway

[lil-melody-moon]

U, 5 :D

Uneducated Democracy - Serj Tankian

Universe - Scars on Broadway

The Unthinking Majority - Serj Tankian

Unhappy Girl - The Doors

Unleash the Bastards - Municipal Waste

[angstandhappiness]

Interesting

Please pray for Bruce, because I remember Batman Universe, where Bruce got an unstable White Lantern ring that basically trapped him inside it but still gave him Lantern powers and Dick Grayson's immediate response was, "Hey, do I get one?" AND NOW HE HAS A SECOND CHILD WHO SAYS SHIT LIKE, "Your false hand is smoking and it's super strong, I bet it can do other cool stuff, I WANT ONE." CRYING, BRUCE'S KIDS ARE PURE CHAOS, HELP HIM.

[karamrafeek]

Help Karam Al-Nabih and his family rebuild their life

Hello everyone, I am Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. All my dreams have been shattered now in Gaza. I am a software engineer in my last semester, but now my home, my dreams, and my university have been destroyed.

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[malmo038]

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I am Muhammad Al-Shaer, son of a very beautiful family After my father died in 2018 (he died of heart disease) After that, I am responsible for my mother and sister

At this time, I was supposed to be a software engineer sitting and working either at home or in a company, But unfortunately, my house, which I finished building two months before the war, was bombed, and I did not finish my studies, and I did not work officially in software engineering

We had a life, we had a home, we had a job, and we had dreams I was about to graduate from university But unfortunately all of this was destroyed with the beginning of this war

Everything you worked for all your life was taken from you We strive all our lives to build a home so that we can be comfortable in it, and then you lose it because of something that is not your fault😔💔

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