#i know she cut it!

[casuallivi]

Me about Elain's chop off, making her honey waves bounce on top of her shoulders

some things aren't even headcanons they're just divine visions and u have no choice but to accept them

[artkaninchenbau]

People keep on asking for more Baby Robin and Papadile so here is more Baby Robin and Papadile. Now never ask anything from me ever again

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Vanessa questions the power of remnant

[words-writ-in-starlight]

listen I expected literally Nothing from the D&D movie okay, like I can't make it clear enough that I expected the most soulless money grab with a good cgi budget imaginable, I went in having already gone through every stage of grief and landed on acceptance and LISTEN

I fucking CRIED during this dumb RPG movie. it wasn't just "not terrible" it was objectively good with a clever plot and compelling characters and sincere emotional beats. this movie loves D&D so fucking much and it NAILS the "a bunch of goobers try to be cool and accidentally discover The Power Of Friendship And Also Great Violence" classic D&D party vibe. their barbarian's last name is fucking Kilgore and my entire family cried in the theater.

I hope they make twelve of these motherfuckers.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The Odyssey would have been a lot shorter if Odysseus gave the Cyclops weed instead of wine.

[hajihiko]

Sobriety crew gets no mercy from drunk shenanigans

[sherrymagic]

Let's play truth or dare, like old times.

Yin Anan as JACK and War Wanarat as JOKER JACK & JOKER | EP. 9

— for @srnileforme

[starry-bi-sky]

this just in: danny fenton is just as much of a mask as Brucie Wayne? - another danyal al ghul au

Turns out, being placed in a civilian family who have no knowledge of your background is actually detrimental to the health and development of a child assassin due to lack of proper support! Surrounded by strangers in a foreign city, Danyal Al Ghul does as assassins do best. He hides. Espionage is one of many teachings one learns in the League, and it only takes half a day for Danyal to construct a new persona to hide behind: Daniel Fenton.

By the time dinner rolls around, Danyal al Ghul is safely and securely tucked behind the face of Danny Fenton; brand new adoptive child of the Fenton family who came from overseas. A shy, quiet little boy with a thick accent and curly hair, with brown skin and blue eyes, and an avid interest in the stars. The best fictions are always cobbled together in a little bit of truth, it's some of the only truth he ever lets through. He apologizes in a meek voice for his behavior early, he didn't mean to be rude, and he watches the three of them eat it up with coos.

Lies roll like silk against his lips, he struggles to meet their eyes and offers them his weakest, shyest smile. It's too easy. It's easy to go from there.

Danny Fenton, adoptive son, shy and awkward and unconfident but friendly. Who struggles in his classes and isn't the brightest, but tries his hardest. He makes bad jokes and has a quick tongue and a sarcastic mouth. He wants to be an astronaut. He's got the best aim in school, and is a terrifying dodgeball player. He's one of the least athletic kids in his grade.

It's like playing two truths and a lie, but there's only one truth, and the rest are lies. It's easy to pretend when he knows it's insincere.

Danyal Al Ghul, grandson to the Demon Head. Deadly, trained assassin. Has spilled blood, has had blood spilt from. Environmentalist, animal activist. He loves the stars. He owns a calligraphy set. A sharp tongue, an even sharper blade. He's clever, quick-witted, he would be top of his grade if he tried harder. He purposely doesn't.

He misses his family. He misses his mother, and he misses his brother. Mother visits a few times a year, so few times that he can count it on both hands. He cherishes every visit, as brief as they are. It helps remind him who he is.

Sam and Tucker are Danny's best friends. They've never met Danyal, but Danyal's met them.

It becomes routine to become Danny Fenton. As familiar and as easy as pulling on a shirt in the morning. Danyal wakes up and is always first to the bathroom in the mornings; stares at himself in the mirror until he can finally see Danny staring back at him. At night, he locks his door and sheds the mask.

Dying throws a wrench in his mask; splits a crack straight through the porcelain. He's able to smooth it over with sandpaper and liquid gold, but it's a little hard keeping his ghost form under wraps. It instinctively wants to shift to show his true self. Danyal can't have that, he's spent four years as Danny Fenton, he'll spend another four as him as well. Even if the feeling of the hazmat suit in his ghost form feels restrictive, like a too-small shirt suctioned to his skin that needs to be peeled off.

He'll live. Er-- well, you know what he means. It's frustrating however, trying to keep his Danny Fenton mask up even as Phantom - fighting in the air is something he needs to get used to, and the sudden propping of powers throws him off. But he is nothing if not adaptive, and he hates that he needs to slow his own skills down in order to keep pretenses up in front of Sam and Tucker.

The first time Danyal summons a sword when he's alone, is one of the few times Danyal gets to grin instead of Danny. He's fighting Skulker, and from an invisible hilt he draws a katana from thin air. It startles them both. Skulker takes a step back at the smile that spreads across his face.

They're both silent as Danyal examines his new sword.

"Do you know what people like me do to people like you, poacher?" Danyal finally asks him, the accent he began to hide a few months in slipping through. He drops all pretense, dragging the flat end of the blade slow and appreciatively against his palm. It's a good make, and when he cuts it through the air, it slices through like butter. He looks up at Skulker with a smile; "are you ready to find out?"

When Sam and Tucker ask about why Skulker seems so skittish around Danny now, Danny shrugs at them and says with a playful smile; "I don't know, I guess I kicked his butt too hard after our last fight." and he watches as Sam rolls her eyes exasperatedly, and Tucker snickers with his own joke.

By the time he reunites with Damian before their 15th birthday, Danyal is buried beneath so many layers of Danny Fenton that his brother will need a shovel to dig him out. He's not sure what he'll find.

[daily-odile]

everything is the same except Odile is the one looping

oh. heheheheh. muahahahaha. hold on *digs through my pile of disorganized sketches*

Odile loops au; a sketch compilation!!

Some old fic drabbles + associated sketches under cut (a6 secret spoilers):

hc: Since equipment carries over, as long as Odile uses her book in a fight, she can write down notes and have it carry over loops

toxic doomed yuri (for a more fleshed out fic I highly recommend The Sweetest Thing by soreimoon, it's amazing)

[cinamun]

What are you arguing? | Next

[arcanegifs]

PVRIS  — "Oil and Water"

"If you give me your cold shoulders I'll bravе the storm and keep my arms wide open We're oil and water, it's true But I still fall into you"

[heartorbit]

the star you've longed for

[puppppppppy]

au where asriel comes home early

[amelia-yap]

tldr: blake is a bad influence.

[red-writes]

chubby! virgin! reader thinking that being a late bloomer is the worst thing that could ever happen to her! Every one of her friends knows what it's like to have sex while she's the only virgin left on planet earth. when she rants about it to best friend! gojo satoru, the man everyone wants to fuck (including her) he tells her that if she wants, he can take her virginity for her. sure enough she agrees, not because she's in love with him or anything of course not, he could never see her as more than a friend and she's come to terms with that (doesn't mean she can't be a little selfish). she keeps reminding herself that he is simply doing her a favor as her best friend while he lovingly kisses the side of her neck and leaves dark hickeys on the skin, marking her up for others to see. she tries not to let her heart skip a beat while he slowly kisses her as his long fingers thrust gently in and out of her, fingertips pressing against her sweet spot. this is just what friends do for each other she tells herself as he lines his cock up to her slick entrance and slowly sinks inside of her. what she doesn't expect is for him to be gazing so tenderly at her, for his hand to be holding hers as his hips rock back and forth and she doesn't expect sex with her best friend to feel so good. it's almost sinful how good his cock feels, his tip is always just pushing up against her g-spot and making her eyes roll into the back of her head and her toes curl at the new intense feeling. He stops once she cums for him, not that she's disappointed he didn't cum inside of her or anything crazy like that.

After her first time she can't stop thinking about sex and now she can't stop thinking about gojo, not that she could before. but whenever she sees him now a throb goes right to her pussy and her panties soak themselves as the memories come rushing back. it's unfair to him that she's thinking such dirty thoughts about him, he did her a favor after all and thinking about her best friend like this was wrong. so obviously she begins to avoid him. opting for hanging out alone rather than with the rowdy white haired male. but it's not enough because he invades her dreams at night and she wakes up with the urge to slip a hand under her panties.

eventually gojo realizes what's going on of course and he confronts her, asking her why she's been so distant ever since they hooked up. he just wants to know if she's been seeing someone else, the thought makes his gut twist and his mind race with thoughts of who it could be but instead she just looks down and admits her feelings for him, confessing that the reason she's been so avoidant is because she's in love with him and her body has a physical reaction whenever he's around. she admits that she knows she isn't his type but wishes if possible for them to at least be friends with benefits.

to which he agrees.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Breaking Bread, and Spilling Soup.

[Bonus art]

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