#i will Say More if prompted tho

[mothocean]

Didyou guys know that. Raphaella la cognizi

[rendevok]

“Take my hand” a comic for NaruMitsu Week 2023

day 1 - lies & secrets - 2 - 3 - 4

[new-revenant]

Danny gets rescued from a G.I.W lab by either Nightwing, Red Hood, or Red Robin, but he's been turned into a little kid. Now the selected batboy has to juggle work, vigilante life, and raising a child who likes to phase through walls and turn invisible for fun

ha ha, get de-aged Danny. Fits well to post now with that one prompt where Danny has to care for a de-aged guy.

He’s already been de-aged by the time [insert Batfam member here] got to him. They were investigating this new business with a suspicious front of being a regular science lab, and found a bunch of non/semi-sentient ghosts within. They would probably think that Danny is a human-ghost experiment at first ngl. And they would probably come with-or at least contact-someone with more experience on the supernatural, or at least more experience with ghosts. But being part of the Batfam, they would try to comfort and take care of Danny. They’re heroes after all.

[spinnysocks]

mini kiburi x ushari fic :3

Every muscle in Kiburi's body ached. Scar just had to call a meeting after he, Janja and Reirei had their tails handed to them by the Lion Guard for the thousandth time.

The only positive thing about the sundown meeting was Ushari. While Scar berated them as usual, the snake gave the crocodiles the benefit of the doubt - they were being sent on nearly every mission lately and were likely overtired, of course they couldn't fight as well. The firey lion didn't like to hear that coming from his second-in-command, but it was better than having to hear his prolonged reprimanding.

“Tomorrow morning, you will attack Mbuni Woods, where there will be less backlash from the Pridelanders.” Scar announced. He set his gaze on Kiburi, then looked at Ushari who gave him a nod. “Kiburi, you and your float can rest, as long as you fight better.”

The crocodile leader stood tall. “We crocs can fight just fine. We won't lose next time.”

“You better. Now, all of you go and prepare for tomorrow… And I don't want to hear any excuses again.” The ghostly lion threatened before disappearing into smoke.

Kiburi sighed deeply and let his eyes close for a second. He hadn't been allowed to sleep properly in who knows how many days. The news, although extremely small and insignificant, was a relief for him and his float.

“Kiburi?”

He opened his eyes and glanced to see Ushari slithering towards him. They were the only two left in the volcano now. The atmosphere was strangely peaceful for once.

“I thought you might fall asleep there.” The cobra was joking, but there was something more in his voice that he couldn't quite pinpoint.

Kiburi turned to face him, feeling every sore muscle as he moved. He stared back at Ushari, for once in his life unable to think of a comeback due to his fatigue. “I should get back to my float before they start thinkin’ we’ll be on tomorrow's mission.”

He began walking down from the volcano’s ledge, each step slower than usual. Ushari caught up and matched his speed.

“I’ll accompany you.” The snake insisted in his ever-so-casual tone. Kiburi continued walking as he considered it. He supposed it wouldn't hurt to have company but he had to play it off.

“Don’t you need to return to your hollow for the night? It's getting dark.” As they exited the volcano, he looked up at the darkening sky where stars were beginning to show. At least it was a pretty night.

“I slept during the day. Scar usually has his best schemes in the middle of the night.”

Kiburi snickered. “Sure. What I meant was, why are you escorting me? I'm not some weak, pathetic animal who needs protection.” The words came out his mouth a little ruder than he intended.

“Of course not. You're the farthest from that… when you're not falling asleep on your feet.” Ushari responded, smirking as Kiburi snapped his weary head back up at the comment.

The crocodile leader stopped. “So you are here to protect me—”

“Relax. All I'm doing is making sure you don't walk into a rock on your way.”

The pair resumed walking. Kiburi smirked slightly. “Sounds like something my float would do. They’re a bunch of fish-for-brains.”

Ushari watched the expression on his face closely with curiosity. The crocodile barely ever smiled, but it was nice when he did. “But you like them?”

“Like them? Ha! They're my only friends.” The somewhat sad response sounded positive coming from the crocodile. Maybe it was just the fatigue.

The cobra raised an eyebrow at him, a smug smile on his face. “Am I not your friend?”

Kiburi looked back at him with a blank face. “...I like you enough. For you to be my friend, I mean.”

“I assumed we already were. Perhaps making friends with crocodiles is different from snakes. Although, a crocodile liking me is high praise to me.” Ushari hissed.

Kiburi glanced away, refusing to let the sudden redness on his face be seen. Even in his sleep-deprived state, he wouldn't let himself be uncharacteristically flustered. He could play it cool.

“Another reptile respecting me is high praise to me. I liked you from the moment we met.”

Ushari chuckled. “Not enough to be unspoken friends?” The hint in his voice was just like that of their first meeting — smooth and casual and yet producing so many feelings in the crocodile.

Kiburi dared to look at him again — if he was brave enough to fight, then he was brave enough to look at Ushari's face. “Oh, I don't think we're friends, Ushari…”

[sysig]

Growing closer than expected (Patreon)

[a-most-beloved-fool]

sometimes, that fictional man from your tv shows does actually like women. like, he can like men, too, but sometimes that fictional man is pansexual. not gay. it isn't always comphet, i promise. you can write that he's loved women. it doesn't take away from his queerness.

[jamescarstairs]

people act like being loveless is a fate worse than death and it's like no ???? being loveless doesn't stop us from experiencing other emotions like happiness, joy, appreciation, just because we're loveless doesn't mean our lives are miserable. love isn't the be all & end all and it's not a thing everyone strives to have or wants. & just because someone is loveless it doesn't automatically make them a terrible person

[spotsupstuff]

here's a neat vid, go watch it if you haven't yet

there's Some things that i don't completely agree with personally, like attributing the Third sin to Materialism rather than Connection (i'd argue that the Ancients had no big issue with being materialistic, considering their golden attires and such- and that going with Connection overall better addresses both the core of Materialism and relationships overall) and then attributing the word Dynasty specifically to asian cultures but that's more history/word definition beef more than anything djgklsjlcgjkd

oh how i'd love to have a debate with this guy about Ancients...

[necrotic-nephilim]

your Kon post was sooooo good, like yes the core four are queer platonic, however Kon is hypersexual enough to have made out with (or more) everyone in young justice at least once, yes, including the non-corporal Greta don’t ask me how that worked

I love all of these posts!!! how many of these ask game things do you have in your inbox??

thank you so much!! and i ABSOLUTELY agree with you on hypersexual Kon (truly i just adore characters with grooming/rape trauma like Kon coping through the lense of hypersexuality) and even if YJ is queerplatonic, Kon has made his way through most of them. including Greta. he's creative he'd find a way. probably involving TTK. bc TTK in sex is a thought i have daily. endless potential for using it to basically turn someone's body into a living fleshlight he can manipulate from the inside out- specifically have a TimKonBart idea in my head about that where Kon coaches Bart through sex, since Bart is a speedster with a bonkers refractory period who struggles to feel satisfied, and Tim is caught between them getting used to get Bart off with Kon using TTK to manipulate Tim's body. fun times. fun ideas.

currently, i have one more ask game ask in my inbox (tho always feel free to send more!) that's BruJay focused. though i *do* also have a couple other asks that are just ideas i pan to use as prompts for full fics. just haven't gotten to those yet bc i'm currently busy with packing to move states so. i have *not* had the time to write i wish i had. i will not reveal too much but one involves JayTim fucking during the Titans Tower incident, another is JayTim with animal traits leading to porn, and then another is Tim/Kon/Jon with incest kink stuff. so! i have many things planned, i just need to settle into my new place, however long that takes.

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

FNK WEEK: day 4- promise

they're preparing for their honeymoon trip!!

studio au belongs to @zu-is-here

fem versions are made by me

fnk week is hosted by @help-im-a-gay-fish

[pallases]

english prof just left LOADS of feedback on my essay omg this is so exciting

[jellicle-shifters-au]

Will you be doing Demelurina week again this year?

i'd like to, but i'm honestly not sure that i will. it's been a rough couple weeks for me, and overall this year i haven't really been in a cats-oriented mindset. i did mention in the discord server that if anyone wanted to take up the mantle for this year, i'd be all for it, and then next year i'd be happy to take it back, as it were.

[overdevelopedglasses]

The Last Essence Lore Post (for now)

I've been itching to talk about Essence plot + other things, but thankfully, this should be the last of the explaining to do!

(Ig it's what happens when a story is set in an original world and is based off of said world's mechanics....)

Asumming you've read the previous posts, let's continue...

ANYWAY, I mentioned those special gift children, right?

They're called vessels, and you've probably seen me throw this word around. In a sense, vessels are any human that has a stable light/dark/abyss energy presence in their bodies. Because of this, they are able to bond with a spirit. The more energy contained in a vessel, the more powerful they are. In modern times.... I'm not sure how many humans are vessels. It's not everyone, but it's not super rare. Still trying to workshop that one. But, humans are also able to quantify energy levels within themselves as a percentage. Think like a blood type, in a way. You're 15% Light, or 23% Dark, etc etc you get it (hopefully)

There's a special type of vessel that is super rare, called a Blend. Blends are a vessel that has an equal concentration of 2 different creation energies. The higher ratio of energy, the more powerful they are. Ex: a 10%/10% Blend is more powerful than a 5%/5%.

With this new pseudo-evolution thingamajig, it was discovered that the elemental spirits and vessels could form bonds with each other. This started as a new fad, but quickly became a way of life, in a sense.

As a refresher:

Bond: the link formed between a vessel and a spirit. For shelter and some nutrients from the vessel to the spirit, the spirit would grant the vessel usage of their powers, and if needed, a weapon, whose form is decided by the spirit.

In order to form a bond, a vessel and spirit partake in a ritual called...... (....name pending. Only now realizing the word choice on that was a 3/10 and 1 thought away from a bad joke. So. Putting that in the workshop).

Essentially this ritual consists of some fancy words/whatnot, and at the end, the somewhat-crystaline heart of the spirit is pushed into the right hand of the vessel, and it travels up the right arm to just below the collarbone. If the bond is successfully made, the heart flies out of the vessel’s chest (no harm done) back into the spirit.

Occasionally, this can fail, and the ramifications haven't quite been decided yet.

But also occasionally, something special can happen. Instinctually, a heart from a spirit can stay within a vessel's body. We call this a True Bond, and a couple things change, mainly:

-the summoned weapon is different, but doesn't change in function. (EX: spirits weapon is a bow. With a true bond, it could become a crossbow.)

-the vessel gains a small pattern of scars on their chest where the heart "tried to fly out"

In Essence, we witness 2 True Bonds happen (at least ones that are planned so far), that being Lily + Omega, as well as Alex + Zephyr.

...and that's it. If you've read all the other posts, congrats! We can....finally....talk about the plot.

Next time, since this post is L O N G oops :)

[agendratum]

omg this post just made me remember a bit from a dream i had today. me and a bunch of other people were like on a fanmeet with some actors who were showing cosplays of the characters they played. don't remember the exact characters, but for simplicity let's say at some point they were showing barbie and ken costumes.

and so someone mentions something about barbie being asexual, and this one smartass from the audience is like, "oh so it's not barbie and ken then, it's like ken and john or something?"

an awkward silence falls where everyone is just looking at this dude, then i say, "it's a-sexual, the letter A, google it, use your brain, don't ask stupid questions"

and then he started looking awkward and everyone else just moved on with the fanmeet

[emile-hides]

I did it gamers... I finished the Fairy Tail anime....... I’m gonna be so abnormal for the next few weeks

[luckyfiona]

“ you can’t or you won’t? ”

                  ❝ ——  Oh. Hm. ❞

                                          ( Uh-oh. )

Lawless Lucky talked a big game around the bonfire last night. She wasn't too oblivious to pick up on the fact that her being scandalized and upset by the boys' violent sides was beginning to grate on them. So, when all of the boys were talking about the gruesome things they'd like to do to the people who made their lives hard in The Other Place, she forced herself to laugh along, and even took the opening to spin a tale about how she was planning to poison her old employer's food. And, oh, those rotten pirates? Well, she would do the same to them if she had a chance.

So busy seizing on the moment, she didn't consider that she would actually have to put her money where her mouth was.

It would shatter the illusion of Neverland as her luxurious, peaceful, happily-ever-after paradise if she had to see any real carnage with her own two eyes, much less deal any of it herself. But here was dear Peter, ever the altruist, granter of all her wishes, suggesting she come along to their next raid of the Jolly Roger. Lucky's pretty sure he knows this is out of her comfort zone, if he's paid any attention to her — and he does, of course he does. Why else would he go through the trouble of bringing all of these troubled souls to the island if he didn't empathize and care about all of them, right? She can't imagine any motive but love and sympathy. �� It's funny, considering how anxiously, meticulously sensitive she tries to be to his boundaries. There was something maybe endearingly boyish about his disregard for hers.

She reasons that she should be grateful for his investment in keeping things fresh and interesting. This is what a sensible, healthy relationship looked like, right? Balancing energies was a major tenet of Celtic magic— it was the key to harmony and prosperity. A passive, supportive person worked best with a person who was a little more... challenging. It would be too stagnant or too chaotic any other way. She gives a fond half-smile to her love, her true love, convinced he's only looking out for her best interests. She would find a way to explain to him that this doesn't really interest her... another time.

               ❝ Well, I suppose I would... ❞ 

Lucky? Morally opposed to it? No sir, you've got the wrong lassie. You must be thinking of that prude from Chicago, Fiona Comisky, who used to dote and cry and sermonize Nate Larsen any time he got injured in a fight with some low-class brute he should've run away from. She had no qualms with clodhopping bullies who started barbaric fights. Didn't find it tasteless in the slightest.

She was opposed to tagging along for much more modest, supportive, team-playering reasons, to be certain. The same reasons why she declined Nate's offer to teach her how to use a bow and arrow: why would the Princess of Neverland get her dainty, dignified, not-at-all-labor-calloused hands dirty learning how to hunt when her boys got such a thrill out of slaying those innocent animals?

                ❝ But why bring a girl along to steal all of the attention?                        I'm not as strong or as sneaky as you. I may ruin the... Element of surprise. Or... distract everyone when they have to keep me out of harm's way. And there’s really— there's so much I could do back here. I thought I should make some sort of victory banquet for the boys to come back to. ......Besides... ❞

Lucky's fingers sidled over to his, tips brushing over his knuckles, as if timidly asking permission to show tenderness before making any sudden moves. Peter was a bit strange about physical touch. She could never tell if he was enjoying it, or if she maybe wasn't doing it right. When he didn't immediately swat her away, she gingerly placed her palms in his, intuitively careful not to scare him away like a baby deer too shy for human touch, or startle him like a scorpion ready to plunge a stinger into her at any moment. She has experience with his type. She has nothing if not patience and willpower to break through to them. She has hope that one day she'll be able to fully embrace him. If she's really as lucky as everybody says, maybe she'd be able to fully-fully "embrace" him.

                ❝ I love when you tell me all about your thrilling adventures. You get such this 𝓅𝓊𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓉𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓀𝓁𝑒 in your eye... It's the same one you had when you first found me— the one that I saw and thought, 'Oh, there it is: my 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫. At last, I can see it!' ❞ 

She boldly ventures to show a little more affection while she pleads, but not enough to push him too far, just enough to remind him that he can touch her back any time he's ready. (If he's rallying her to come out of her comfort zone, maybe this is a good time to encourage him to be a little more adventurous, too.) Her fingers, ever-so-lightly cupped over his hands, gently lace themselves into the spaces between his. She's not naïve enough to believe she's going to get out of raids forever. She just wants to experience feeling truly loved and close to him, just one time, before she has to see him at his absolute nastiest.

           ❝ Oh, Peter, won't you please let me see my 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 again when you fill me in later? ❞ 

( Won't you please let her be so lucky as to skip out on this? )

╳ — 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ! // ACCEPTING.