#i need to write something with them

[sixpigeonz]

drunznap quite literally drives me insane like sapnap having a type that's tall blondes who tower over him and have a noticeable size difference with him and are competitive and he holds hands with and calls baby boy and daddy and who have to hold him back when he wants to go crazy like a puppy trying to bite at ppls ankles and and

[bruciemilf]

Need a teen! Bruce au where he’s exactly like Justice League! Batman and Battinson in one. That mf put the fear of every god in Ra’s Al Ghul.

Everytime he’s in a room with someone over 30 “Teenagers” by My Chemical Romance plays in the background.

Despite that, in his own way, he’s as gentle as can be with his league. Give me a young Diana who’s getting spat on and ripped apart by the media in a way not one of her male teammates get.

And she’s Wonder Woman. She shouldn’t be affected by it. And she is, anyway. Bruce relates to that in an uncomfortable degree.

“When I first became Batman, weak men tried standing in my way, too. “

“And what did you do?”

“I stepped over them.”

He has a tiny Robin he occasionally has to keep on a leash.

Give me somewhat teen mom Bruce who struggles to wrangle his unruly six year old who likes flipping from rooftop to rooftop and thinks fighting Bane is a piece of cake.

“If Tati can do it, so can I!”

“Dick,” he paused, before handing him a handfull of candy. “Wonderful emotional manipulation. Good job.”

“:D”

[heartorbit]

MWAH!

[insulindiancorvid]

off day

[keferon]

So uh..I sure hope no one’s personality reshapes after that experience haha

[ronanlynchbf]

tshirt that says NO LIVE ORGANISM CAN CONTINUE FOR LONG TO EXIST SANELY UNDER CONDITIONS OF ABSOLUTE REALITY

[h20milk]

tfw you fall in love with the magicless prefect that keeps running around campus 🤦‍♀️

[xxplastic-cubexx]

personal happiness or what the fuck ever

bonus:

[teethlordd]

There are worms in my head

[meowf4ngs]

more of roommate!ghost bc it's good to know that he can be happy too & he deserves softer mornings.

mdni.

cw: biting mention

prev.

the smell of coffee permeated the flat, the place he used as a minor safe house---to settle down for an hour or two---has now turned into a place where he relaxes in, somewhere he looks forward coming back to, and not the empty place it once was.

and sure, the boys---the idiots he adores but won't admit---have helped tried to decorate the place. the telly that his captain told him to buy, the coffee table that gaz pointed out at a passing furniture store, something to hold documents and his pints; the leather couch that he doesn't regret buying but makes his eye twitch---soap's the one that told him he should blow money on before they all shimmied the damn thing in.

but now---there's her.

his roommate---the little thing that showed up at his door to answer his ad about it on craigslist---he should yell at her for being reckless but that's another days problem.

when he walks into his, their, shared kitchen; he's greeted by the sight of bedhead, too short shorts that makes him rethink of better things---like a cold shower or running straight into traffic.

either way, she's looking over her shoulder---the softest smile he's ever been graced with, his throat tight and his hands turn into white knuckle fists before releasing their grip---a heavy sigh already on his lips, he really needs that cold shower.

"Mornin' Simon," and there's her voice, light and melodic even in the early mornings, sleep lines on her cheeks, the way her eyes sparkle just slightly---he's very much fighting the urge to put her on the countertops of the island, and do something roommates don't do.

ghost's voice is gruff, deep brown eyes flicking towards her outstretched fingertips in the cupboard and back to the sliver of skin of her stomach, "Mornin' sweetheart," and he's already walking over, grabbing the mugs---because she's sweet like that, she bought one for him when she went into town.

a thoughtful bird.

a sweet little thing---he wonders if she's as sweet as she acts.

the coffee gets poured and they're leaning on opposite sides of the countertops, and he can't help but admire her in the light---not especially the way the sweater dips off her shoulder, collarbone showing off---his teeth ache.

her eyes are fluttered shut, lips pressed to the rim of the mug, and he's watching the way her throat swallows---he's a little jealous. especially when she smiles, a shiver down her spine and looking right at him---he nearly chokes.

"Are you doing anything today?" she's asking him, and he's stuck on the way her lips glisten, how she smiles like she's not afraid of him---like he can't just lift her with a single hand--he exhales, soft, slow; which is interesting.

he's never been soft until her.

"No, I'm not," his voice is heavier, deeper---licks at the flames of his thoughts of wanting to add something less than appropriate, but he's got more self-control than most---better than soap anyway that's for sure, he's also pretty sure the Scot would beg to differ, but to each their own.

he's snapped out of his stupor when she breathes a sigh of relief, something of contentment and he wonders how to bottle that noise up, how to take it with him when he's out on the field---wonders how to make her his.

"Really? that's great---we can be lazy today." she's grinning, sipping her coffee once again before moving to make breakfast, the sounds of things moving and her mug being put down.

and ghost just stares, lashes blinking at her--he swallows hard, his heart hammers and he moves his gaze to look at his coffee, the dark liquid rippling back at him.

god, his teeth ache.

god, he needs to sink his teeth into her.

[ryllen]

I saw a treyjade fic and thought of you

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63865795

oh, thank you! ٩(ˊᗜˋ )و♡˚₊‧⁺ ₊ ⊹ i love it. it's a good writing, it's really nice & easy to read.

please read it everyone else!

[valleynix]

Lunatic/C-Daniela canon

[kidokear]

I forgot how to render! :'D Still went with complicated lighting anyway. (。・ω・。)

Gabriel is kneeling by the way. (￣y▽￣)╭

[rookinthecrownest]

oh no, I hurt myself

[thatwavephenomenon]

What do you mean Neve x Bellara isn't a thing in Veilguard. There is a jagged detective who keeps fighting against corruption to protect the neighboorhoud she cares so much about. There is this brillant engineer who works with the lost technology of her people to make sure it doesn't hurt anyone and to help their culture. Neve Gallus' cases are so famous that there are multiple fictions inspired from them, of which Bellara is a great fan of. When they met Bellara totally has a hero crush on Neve, one she must get past because Neve is indulgent and think it's cute, but she is also uncomfortable with how famous her and her cases are and they will work together. Still, Neve keep spending some of her no doubt precious time chasing the serials that Bellara loves so much just to see her happy. Neve paints herself as a cynic and says that after all she had seen the only conclusion is that all her work never seems to matter in the long run, yet she can't help but care and have hope that even the tiniest gesture of kindness could help someone. Bellara appears optimistic and is adamant on believing on happy endings to the point that one could consider her naive, yet she is that way because inwardly she is so, so full of guilt and devoured by the anxiety that things will go wrong and people will die if she doesn't do everything just right. They are both brillant women who have so many things in their heads that they must think about, because they both find meaning in resolving things. They both struggle to think clearly from time to time, struggle to sleep because of it even. Bellara ends up writing her own fictions (or fanfictions?) and I can see her struggling to decide whether it's fair to Neve to be inspired by her because 'oh no she doesn't like it but she is so courageous and intelligent and strong and beautiful...' Also. Neve has a horrible diet and one of the first thing Bellara does to get to know her better is to cook one of her favourite food.

[chimerafeathers]

i know we love to rag on Siffrin for feeling so miserably guilty and manipulative for the crime of [checks notes] “doing nice things for their friends so that they’ll be happy and care about him even if it’s not perfectly sincere on his end”

but like. in context i don’t think that thought process is anywhere near as nonsensical as it always sounds written out like that

i’m sure i’m just stating the obvious here but it’s not really about the “crime” of making people happy. it’s about what he’s not doing, which is anything that would allow their friends to have any real knowledge or agency over the situation they’re all in.

it’s about never acting according to his real feelings in the moment and letting them see the messier version of him that exists now, never allowing their relationships to evolve or develop meaningfully beyond the “safest” iteration, the thing that is Known and produces the Correct Results, because anything else has the possibility of leading to negative emotions towards Siffrin.

Siffrin knows he’s not really doing all this for their benefit, not entirely, because the “right” thing to do would give them the full context to choose how they feel and what to do about it. they’re happy, but in a way they don’t get to keep. they’re happy, but in a way that keeps Siffrin safe from anything more complex and real. they’re happy, but only because some Siffrin in the past said the right things once, and this new, bitter, lonely, desperate version wouldn’t know how to get the “correct result” without a script to follow. they’re happy, and it was real once, it meant something once, but not anymore.

they cared about that Siffrin, yes, but would they still care about this one, if they knew? if Siffrin ever allowed them to know? (he won’t, he can’t, he refuses.)

and there’s something that could have been said in favor of Siffrin allowing himself this “selfishness” if it made him happy anyway, if it could be a genuine source of comfort in a difficult situation—but it doesn’t! not really! because that guilt is there, because that fear is there, because of how flimsy it all inevitably feels.

so they’re not doing it for their family’s benefit, because that happiness is predicated on lies and ignorance. he’s barely doing it for his own benefit, because they’re torturing themself by revealing things they no longer want to reveal, concealing things they no longer want to conceal, acting out of fear of rejection rather than genuine desire for connection. who benefits from this hollow “kindness,” really?

that’s why the last loop had to be the ugliest one. Siffrin had to see that the worst could happen and there could still be love and connection on the other side. that even when the party sees the worst of him, when they have the agency he’s been knowingly denying them, they will still choose to love him.