#i shall universe

[cairfrey]

My wife and I both got the same fortune in our fortune cookies this evening!

I mean, if you insist little cookies! Who am I to argue!?

[huntingrays]

pjo prompt: percy and jason have to go on a quest together, so they both decide to bring their respective partners (annabeth and leo). during the quest, they get kidnapped by monsters and percy and jason wake up in an arena. the monsters explain that they have their partners and in order to save them, they have to fight to the death, with the winner getting to leave alive with their partner, while the other is killed. however, the monsters are very shocked when percy and jason sit down and start calmly playing cards with each other. they’re not worried about their partners. instead, they’re worried for the monsters. they trapped annabeth and leo together, two of the smartest demigods. the girl who redesigned olympus and the boy who built a warship in six months. they were toast.

[mischefous]

Ayooo I saw you were doing whumpy LU requests? Would you be willing to do a thing with Hyrule and his blood curse? Idk how angsty you wanna go XD anyways thanks and hiiiiiiiii

Heyyyy! I know this is veeeery late but i still hope ya like it!

Thank you for your request @hotcheetohatredwastaken 💙

CW! Blood, head owchie

[inumbrapugnabimus-maybe]

a Wind and a Legend for your perusal

in two very different (although both incredibly messy) styles

[wolfchans]

BANG CHAN ♡ LOVE YOUR W EVENT

[sleepy-the-loz-enthusiast]

Fluffvember Day 3:

Nature walk

This isn't the usual little pencil sketch, but I sort of forgot about this at the last minute- so enjoy a little digital doodle with a photo I took in the background.

I hope you like the little Minish!Four and Fairy!Hyrule !!

[gremlin-boah]

Aw crap Arthur commit tax evasion, now the truest evil is after the gang

THE IRS!

YOU COMMITTED TAX EVASION??!!

If you get the reference ily.

[the-crooked-library]

the vampire lestat dropped his single a DAY ago and his stans are already having beef with swifties… 🖐️💀 guys chill you’re both having mental breakdowns to shitty lyrics, literally nobody else gives a fuck

[confessedlyfannish]

DP x DC Writing Prompt #8

The day Bruce Wayne knocks on her apartment door Sam knows it's going to be a doozy.

"Mr. Wayne, I really do hope no one saw you," she says, ushering him in. "And for the record, a text ahead of time would be appreciated."

"I parked the car a few streets away," Bruce says, sticking a finger in his heel to peel his polished leather shoes off. Sam raises an eyebrow. "It's a sedan, not a Lamborghini."

"You own a sedan?"

"Taught Dick to drive in it...after he crashed the Lamborghini."

Sam snorts despite herself. The charm Bruce Wayne exhibits would usually rub her the wrong way, too reminiscent of wealthy men that feel comfortable placing a hand on the small of your back at a crowded gala, but Bruce is honest enough about his playacting that she has come to find its insincerity comforting. She's actually sought him out more than once, leading to several annoying headlines that can't seem to decide if she's aiming to date him or one of his eligible sons. None of whom are eligible by the way, as they are a) taken, b) legally dead, c) practically a minor, and d) an actual minor.

Sam's generational wealth is peanuts compared to Wayne Industries, so naturally her parents have been thrilled and rooting for option c.

"I also didn't want Danny to see I'd texted you. Or force you to lie to him."

Sam doesn't quite tense, but it's a near thing. She does slide to the other side of her kitchen island, under the context of finishing prepping her feta fried eggs, laid on a bed of smashed avocado and warm tortilla. She pulls a bottle of crunchy garlic oil out of the fridge and drizzles hot red crisps across the runny yolk. She takes a bite, chewing thoughtfully, not so much as offering him a glass of water.

"You realize, Mr. Wayne, I have no intention of lying to Danny now?"

Bruce sits at the stool on the opposite side of the island. "I understand. And if you want to ask Danny to return home before we continue, I'd understand that as well. I didn't mean to discomfit you--"

"Please do not lie to me now, Mr. Wayne," Sam says, rolling her eyes. "By your own admission you showed up at noon without warning knowing my superhero boyfriend wouldn't be present. If I am discomfited, all the more likely you get your information, right?" Golden yolk runs down her fingers, and she sacrifices it to the napkin rather than lick up her arm in front of her boss, with no small amount of resentment. The yolk is the best part.

"Get to it then," she demands.

Bruce straightens in his stool, chin raising and firming in a jawline she most often sees under a cowl. His eyes attempt to pin her in place, but Sam has stared the Master of Time in the face and demand he reschedule so she is built. different. She takes another bite of egg taco.

"I was not aiming for you to feel threatened, and moreover, I doubt you could be."

Except a smart person should always feel threatened by a threat, no matter their capability of handling one. It keeps them alive.

"Can you tell me how I'm not like all the other girls after lunch? You'll spoil my appetite."

Bruce clears his throat. "I'll get to the point--"

"Thank you."

"--Danny has been exhibiting paranormal behaviors beyond his baseline. We welcome all biologies; human, alien, and paranormal alike, but I have observed actions unlike what he had previously established as his, for lack of a better word, 'normal'

"I want to make sure he is not experiencing any unwelcome outside influence. Or, if this is merely a facet of his evolution, I'd like to know if this is something we or his family should be monitoring."

Sam has been an eco-consultant with Wayne Industries and unofficially, the Batfamily, for half a year now and this is the most she's ever heard the man speak in one sitting.

"Wow," she says. "How long have you been rehearsing that one?"

"A while." Bruce grunts, voice finally taking that final drop into Batman's gravelly rasp. "I see you're not surprised by any of this."

"No, not really," Sam says. She pours him a tall glass of lemon water from the pitcher, freshly sliced that morning, and he takes a polite sip.

"So what can you tell me?"

"Probably a lot. And Danny would probably prefer that I do, knowing him, the big baby," Sam sighs. "Listen Mr. Wayne, I can appreciate that you came here from a place of caution rather than intrusion. And if Danny was undergoing something negative or from an 'unwelcome outside influence' that would be the right call, and I, albeit begrudgingly, encourage you to do so in the future."

"But he's not."

"He's not," Sam confirms. "And in fact, I think he could really use someone to talk to about it. Outside of his family."

"I see..." Bruce says, shifting.

"If you want to tag team this one with one of the higher EQ players, such as Superman, I give you permission." Sam does not think she's imagining that slight sag of relief.

"Thank you," Bruce says, sliding off the stool. "I don't suppose you have material we could consult...?"

"Actually yes, I happen to have a pamphlet right here. 'So your ghostly body is changing, and how.'"

"You're being more sarcastic than usual."

"You interrupted my lunch, Mr. Wayne."

[permafusion-stevonnie]

Happy Pride Month, y’all.

[luckyfluffy-ccs]

So!! I did (my first) art study on the amazing artist @shootingstarrfish (<- check them out!!)

I wanted to try an artstyle completely different from mine, and I'd been a huge fan of their art. I thought it would be a cool way to challenge myself!

My first attempt at mimicking was the one on the left. Then I tried to mimic their style without my notes to see if I could make 'my' Levi in their style too! And then ofc the little goobers, the silly scrunklies too

Solo versions:

Mini Bonus:

these are just two but I made over 5 notes telling myself to use brighter/saturated colours 🤡

I never realised just how desaturated GiaB Levi is 😭

[freakinator]

hes so skrunkly

edit: forgor his skelehands :v

edit 2: forgor his other skelehand :v

[irishmammonagenda]

"Micheal. Who is that child?" You ask from the doorway where the Archangel and a pale girl bead rosary necklaces. You blink slowly as Michael turns his head to you and grabs the child into a hug.

"Her name is Luce. I would die for her." He says with all the might of the Celestial Realm itself.

"Ciao!" The girl grins, she looks like a Catholic Coraline, with a muddy yellow raincoat and bright blue hair to match.

"Huh."

Noticing your confusion Michael hums, "She's Italian, MC. She's also my new favourite person ever."

The girl just hums and continues her rosary making activity, counting ten beads before carefully bringing them through the string. Michael watches in adoration, looking five seconds away from whipping out the adoption papers.

He grabs his DDD, muttering something about 'getting his duolingo game on' and 'polishing up that Italian'.

You whistle and slowly back away, you might have pacts with all Seven Lords of Hell, and have Solomon the Wise, Barbatos, the Grim Reaper and the literal Prince of Hell wrapped around your finger, but Luce has the power of God and Anime on her side.

Finally, a worthy opponent. You just need to find out how to adopt her from Michael, and also start up a duolingo course in Italian.

[johnslittlespoon]

this is me hitting y'all with a "hear me out" on bikeriders!gale and college student leaving!john. pleasepleaseplease think of the cliche daddy issues. the slow burn angst. strong intimidating but softie biker bf pulling up to pretty college bf's house. gale passing his helmet to john while john's parents watch from the kitchen window in horror as their son gets on the back of a rugged tatted man's motorcycle. john stealing gale's hoodie when he stays over so he can 'accidentally' wear it home the next day and bury his face in the smell of gale's cigarettes and cologne and gasoline and open road.

or, alternatively, bikeriders!gale is leaving!john's friend's single dad lmaoo. classic dilf crush trope. john makes a new friend at college and the first time he goes to his house he meets his dad and is like fuck. well, that's it for me. he crushes hard from day one and has no idea gale feels the same way because he's dense and gale's not gonna make the first move obviously. and god, the miscommunication and the secret flirting and the hookups and dancing around feelings because neither is sure if it's more than sex for the other. i could fill three books with this shit genuinely <3

idk i just think the contrast of both of them would be such a fun dynamic to explore and they'd look fucking beautiful together :-)

(this is definitely not me gauging the interest were i to make this my next chaptered fic btw. absolutely not. xx)

(edit: we're going with the first idea lads. world building is happening. i'm in my mind palace. we're yapping under #leaving bikeriders au lol)

(july edit: it's a whole fic now lmao. #tough and sweet fic mwah, but also posts pre–july are still under #leaving bikeriders au :P)

[forgetfulmachineart]

[ID: A digital comic of young Megumi Fushiguro and Gojo Satoru in a sketchy style. The first part, Gojo is passing by a happy Megumi playing on a computer then stops and asks Megumi what they're playing. The second, Megumi is looking up with an annoyed expression. The third is Gojo's face overlaying a screenshot of Universal Paperclip which is a game that has no visuals just a lot of text and numbers. Gojo has a blank confused smile and is using all six eyes to try and understand. /End ID]

More Gojo attempts to understand his new kid

[explodingstarlight]

is there an artist version of the AO3 authors' curse? cuz call the last few months A Series of Unfortunate Events