#i wouldnt be surprised :D

[kuiinncedes]

fucking finally tested my code and it worked 🥳

[ward-against-blight]

One of the things that brings me sm joy is how even though Cyrus is a jerk a solid 75% of the time, whenever he’s talking about something myth related (Aquila, or the entry quests of Azteca) you can literally HEAR in the voice acting how legit passionate he is about it.

Like yea, the man clearly doesn’t have the temperament for the education field (and needs some serious post Malistaire therapy) but you can’t say he isn’t legitimately passionate about Myth, and it’s so heartwarming to see him happy about something when so much of his storylines are depressing as all hell.

[hellishgayliath]

Fingers crossed hoping Circe will appear in Hades 2 too 🤞She would definitely fit the whole witchcraft/enchantress theme/vibe that the game has going for it so far (and has also turned people,specifically men, into animals, mostly pigs which Hecate and you can do) so i think Melinoe would prolly get off scotch free while unveiling info about her connection with Ody. BUT ALSO it would be really cool to have her as an opponent since she can conjure monsters or maybe even build up to a fight against Scylla since she was the cause of that.

just ughhh I'm so excited for this game and what they have in store

[doulayogimama]

It has been 1 entire year since we sold our condo near Sarasota. Best decision ever, thank G-d and all forces of this Universe that we sold when we did.

We made $50k on the sale and we only owned it for 1.5 years. The last year I have kept up with the units in our old building that were trying to sell, and they've had terrible luck. They haven't been able to sell for even close to what we sold for. I'm talking like 30-35k less than what we sold for, and not because our unit was one of the nicest in the community -- the values just tanked there.

I'm so grateful, soooo grateful that the nightmare of living there is long over.

[imaginarianisms]

🖤 (from desmond!!)

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive (when necessary in order to protect her as her sworn sword) / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now (the Pain of being married & being a queen & wanting to be a good role model for your children & ur sworn sword is a kingsguard) / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours; specify. || ALWAYS ACCEPTING.

[paula-of-christ]

it makes sense of course that you would not be able to then have a down payment if he doesn't agree to it (since it's a mutual expense too) but don't you have your own money to buy stuff that you want?

Yes and no. All of my money is his money and all of his money is my money. IE we share everything, even if we have it in our 'own' accounts, it's expected that it I need something (like gas in my car) and I don't get paid for 2 days, he pays for it. Or if we need groceries and he doesn't get paid until the end of the week, I buy them. If I want to buy something not in our budget, I generally ask him for permission to do so. He usually doesn't say no unless it would be an exorbitant espense (more than $50 or so). If I want something but can only be purchased online, I ask him to purchase it for me.

This works best for us because I work part time and sometimes don't get hours at all on days I'm scheduled to come in. For example I was scheduled yesterday, but since there was only one appointment, I didn't go in. We would have a slightly different arrangement if I was working full time, but I'd still ask permission to buy things. We also are not well off by any stretch of the imagination, as the only thing that keeps us above the poverty line is his works generous bonus system. So our budgeted monthly 'fun' money that doesn't go to savings is about $30.

[chompmon]

I desperately wish to make a rewrite of togainu no chi- one where all routes happen simultaneously, where everyone gets their ending, where characters dont make weird choices just because they're in a bl and we Have to have a sex scene here.... what if Nano raping Akira had more meaning? What if Akira asked him at the end, when he had the whole spiel about choosing your own fate, "why did you rape me? Was That predetermined? You couldve just not done it."

Learning about the experiments through more gradual, impactful ways than a lore dump at gunpoint. Motomi could be the one to make Akira remember things. Giving Akira more painful memories, more reason to be afraid of his blood, more reason to feel affected by what happened- he's stuck fixing other people's traumas throughout the game and we don't get to learn enough about him. And he s weirdly well adjusted and opinionated for the character thats meant to be apathetic and cold...

Rin getting more screentime. Shiki being more than a one note villain. Giving Akira more agency instead of him just running around and stumbling upon the next plot point. Keisuke not just fucking instantly dying after surviving rein, giving Him more agency...

I don't know how i'd end the story. I d probably be biased, for example i d never have akira be with shiki at the end, but i d want to pick the one thats the most satisfying narrative-wise, and that feels like it'd be nano or keisuke.

Idk i just. Nitrochi give me the rights to togainu no chi im gonna make this so good just pls respond to my emails-

[ninoochat]

Just finished the episode where Debbie steals a baby I fucking love this show everyone is my favorite asdfghjkl

The dude helping the drunk father by telling him to take an advil before getting pegged by his wife? I sCRUMPT

[showroomcertifiedzine]

hi! though i adore the idea of an animatronics themed zine, i worry that you might face legal action by aaron fetcher, who as we all know is notoriously protective of the rae, even with games like rockafire replay that don't even profit monentarily, or even cec corp themselves, considering they didn't hesitate to send a cease and desist letter to the person who made reel to real. this zine is a really good idea, don't get me wrong, and id love to contribute, but the two biggest franchises have people who won't hesitate to strike something like this down, aaron fetcher especially, which makes me hesitant to join or watch the project too closely. hope this doesn't come off as mean or dismissive, just from a genuine place of worry

Hi! This is something I've considered already and TL;DR I can assure you that from a legal standpoint this is completely fine. The long answer:

Aaron never actually C+D'd Replay or issued a takedown on it, I've spoken to 64th and he confirmed to me Aaron literally just yelled at him until he gave up on the game. A lot of what happened with RR is because Aaron at the time had plans to make his own sim (which ofc fell through but y'know at the time) and he didn't want anyone else overshadowing his. His general stance on fan creations seems to be anything is fine as long as there's no profit made from it– and while our zine will cost money, it's for-charity, meaning no one working on it actually makes any money from it (honestly if anything I expect to have a bit of a hole in my wallet after this lol).

As for CEC, their stance seems to be about the same as Aaron's when it comes to fan works (see Reel to Real) – and they're also kinda a big company with way more important stuff on their radar than this. Similarly goes for Disney and their animatronics. Almost anything more obscure than these don't have any copyrights on their characters anymore (even some more well known stuff like Gulliver's HLB and Hannah Banana aren't owned by Aaron).

I understand the concern completely! Part of my job as the person behind this project is to research this stuff and at the very worst case scenario, take the blame and pick up the slack if any of these entities do happen to get upset about the zine. I can't claim to know absolutely everything about copyright law, but I am quite confident we've covered our tracks here.

I know I can't singlehandedly convince you (or anyone else with this concern) to apply, but I hope I can at least quell some anxiety!

[allysr00m]

I loved how Djenks defends Taika against hate so much.

david’s ready to tell y’all to shut the fuck up

[totheseok]

☆ boynextdoor reaction to you biting them

requested: no

genre: fluff ig?

warnings: none that i can think of

word count: 1.1k

a/n: more self indulgent things because I have a biting problem.

sungho:

gobsmacked

yk that really shocked face he makes where his mouth is open and his eyes are wide?

that's his face when he realises you bit him

it's a light bite but it's unexpected

you two are in the lower homes living room just chilling. sungho is playing fifa while you just mindlessly scroll on your phone. eventually you get tired of your phone and now you need your boyfriends attention. but sungho is locked in on the game and you know simply asking for his attention wouldn't work. so naturally you do what must be done. and you bite his arm. you bit him lightly but you've never bitten him before so man was s h o c k e d. he looks towards you eyes wide, mouth open and then looks at his arm, then back at you.

"hi"

"hi? did you just bite me?"

"mhm"

"why?"

you bit him again and cuddled up in his side 😌

riwoo:

goes silent

riwoo.exe has stopped responding

like remember the funnextdoor episode where he went quiet and woonhak was like "riwoo is trying to think of something funny to say"

kinda like that

riwoo gives me yapper vibes so...

you two are sitting at the table in the kitchen just enjoying some snacks while talking about your day. he's probably telling you about a new dance he's learning or something stupid that happened at dance practice. you're just listening and watching your absolute cutie patootie of a boyfriend yap away. as he's doing this you cant help but notice how cute his cheeks look. and how biteable they look.... and so to preserve your own sanity you do just that. you bite his cheek 😌. following your bite all you hear is, well, nothing. sanghyeok is just sitting staring at you with wide eyes, bite unfinished. man is shocked, flustered, flabbergasted and so much more

"riwoo?"

"..."

"baby?"

"..."

"sanghyeok?"

"..."

jaehyun:

menace pt1

bros probably going to start singing bite me ngl

but we know hes a dramatic pookie

so that too

you and jaehyun are in his room. hes studying some english. youre having the time of your life, laying with your head in his lap, watching him struggle to pronounce "yacht". you offered to help him but noooo, he can do it. refuses to let you help because he wants to prove he can do it himself and with any other word you wouldnt doubt him. he's quite good at english and hes improving rapidly but the word "yacht"... its a pain in the ass to learn at first even if english is your first language. i mean look at it it should be pronounced "ya ch t" or something. he had first said "ya ch t" and was convinced that's how it was pronounced until he looked at your face and realised he was wrong. but was going to ask for help? no? but manz could NOT figure out what else it could be.

after about 5 minutes of watching him struggle you got fed up and decided to MAKE him listen to you. so you leaned your head down. and but his thigh. surprised at first, bamboozled even. but once he realised what had happened he started giggling soon followed by you. after recovering from the laughing fit, he did not miss a single beat and started singing in that voice he uses to annoy sungho.

"its you and me in this world 내게로 다시 와 tie me"

"seriously? thats you first response?!?!"

"날 구원할 거라면 just come kiss me and bite me"

"sure but say 'yacht' first"

"HEY"

taesan:

bites back.

thats it

thats the headcanon

jk but fr

i cant find it now but theres a video of taesan biting jaehyun and bro just nommed in jaehyuns arm

which is why im 100% sure he would bite back

honestly wouldnt even be phased

its probably your love language as a couple

you and taesan were at the studio, taesan was working on some new songs while you sat nearby doing some assignments. eventually the words you were typing started floating around the screen and you didnt even know what you were typing so you decided it was a good time to take a break. but if youre taking a break then taesan should also be taking a break because 1. he was probably tired too and 2. how dare he work while youre taking a break instead of giving you attention. so you decided to give him a few minutes so that he wouldnt lose his train of though. plus he looks so cute when hes focused so...

HOWEVER a few minutes turned into 10 minutes. 10 minutes turned into 20. and eventually half an hour passed. you realised taesan wasnt about to take a break any time soon, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. you slowly crept up behind him and attacked. bro did not move. just looked at you smiled and pulled you into his lap. you may not have gotten a reaction but hey, now you get attention from your boyfriend. with no consequences... right? err❌ wrong.

"whats up?"

"you should take a break youve been working for so long. nonstop"

"okay"

"youre just going to listen? that easily?"

"hmm?" *bites you*

leehan:

menace pt2

takes it as an opportunity to flirt

teases you to no end

i keep thinking about that boynextdoor 2night video where while spinning bottle the jaehyun told him he was doing it the wrong way

and he was like ill do it how i want

so like

think abt that

you and leehan were watching a kdrama while cuddling. initially both of you were very invested and you kept fangirling over the male lead (me every time i watch unlock my boss) and leehan would laugh and jokingly complain about it. after about two more episodes you noticed that leehan hadnt said anthing in a while so you looked towards him and saw that he had dozed off. but this was unacceptable how could he leave you to watch people try to kill each other on your own. no absolutely not. this was not allowed. how dare he. you first tried slightly shaking him awake, it woke him up but he just mumbled something unintelligible and closed his eyes again. time for plan b. biting him.

it worked. quite well. too well.

"why???"

"why what?"

"baby i know i taste good but if youre hungry the gummies might serve you better"

"you left me alone to watch mr.oh be mean to my husband 😔"

"hey its ok i didnt hear anything he said about me~"

"oh god you know what go back to sleep"

[thebiggestfuckgiven]

SO, i’ve realized that this has gotten so out of hand. This was supposed to be about hijinks and funny misunderstandings but now it has a PLOT. But there’s no going back now, so anyways, i made a third and final part that im gonna divide in two parts. enjoy! :>

————————————

3.1 - Showdown

Zatanna was frustrated. She had a lot of mixed feelings about her recon mission and whether the information she gathered was actually worth anything. What she did realize was that she would 100% rather deal with the esoteric and old world magical legends than occult demonology and ghosts. Constantine could keep that for himself.

Regardless of her internal conflict, she called Batman on her way to the Watchtower to keep him updated, and vice versa. However, what she didn’t expect to hear was that they were using outside help on the case now.

“His name is Danny Phantom,” Batman’s deep voice said directly into Zatanna’s ear. “He’s been hanging around Gotham for longer than I told him he should. He’s helped Superman and Flash before a couple of times, meaning he’s not wholly unfamiliar with the League. But I want you to keep am eye on him, Zatanna. There’s something… off about him. Superman will update you on the rest. If you need me tonight, contact me on my personal cel. I’ll be dealing with some… personal matters. Batman out.”

Leave it up to Batman to be as specific as vaguely possible, Zatanna thought to herself as she replayed their conversation in her head. She stepped out of the zeta tube and into the common room, thankful to find Superman waiting there. She was curious to know just what exactly Batman meant by that Phantom guy being "off".

“Zatanna,” Superman greeted at once with a polite smile. “Learn anything new from your side?”

“Actually yeah, but it’s hard to tell if it’s anything useful yet,” she stated, crossing her arms. “At first all I got were rumors about some unknown entity obsessed with technology—”

“Let me guess,” Superman interrupted. “Was his name Technus?”

Zatanna’s eyebrows went up in surprise.

“Yeah, how’d you know?”

“Phantom told us about him yesterday and immediately discarded him.”

She huffed annoyedly.

“Would’ve been nice to have that bit of insight two whole days ago. Did he tell you anything else about him?”

Superman shook his head.

“He left to do some investigating of his own. Why, did you get something from him,” he added, noticing the look on her face.

“Kind of? It’s what I mentioned earlier. I had a brief encounter with this Technus guy— I’d rather not talk about the details of it,” she quickly added, her eyes darkening in annoyance. “But during our fight, he did mention a ‘Danny’. If I remember right, he thought or hoped this ‘Danny’ would be too busy dealing with the chaos of an escaped prisoner. His favorite prisoner, Technus had said.”

Superman was in deep thought, brow furrowed and a hand on his chin.

“It’s most likely that the Danny he mentioned is the same as our Danny Phantom, and he hasn’t mentioned anything about an escaped prisoner.” He directed his gaze at Zatanna. “I’m sure Batman’s already told you, but we have our suspicions about Phantom.”

“Yeah, he mentioned something was off about Phantom but wouldn’t say what.”

The look on Superman’s face let her know she was about to find out. Mentally, she prepared herself for the absolute worst. Because with their luck, that’s usually what they got.

“He and I saw something,” he admitted, suddenly serious.

Attentive, Zatanna listened as Superman explained what they had seen regarding Phantom. A crown floating above his temple engulfed in bright green flames. A long white cape made of an animal’s hide with skulls adorning the neck of it. Entirely green eyes. And ever since he saw it, Superman couldn’t stop seeing it. At least, glimpses of it every now and then. Including Phantom with a set of canines sharper than any human’s.

Her eyes went wide.

“A crown… do you think he’s royalty?”

Zatanna admittedly didn’t know enough as she wished to about the complex hierarchies of the afterlife, but something about Superman’s description did sound familiar. She just wasn’t sure how yet. Royalty was usually the safest bet, though ‘safest’ wasn’t the best word for it. Otherworld royalty were unstable at best.

“Maybe,” Superman replied. “But he isn’t what he says he is. We think he’s more than just a ghost.”

Following the tone in his voice, she caught on to what he was trying to get to.

“You’re saying he might have a demonic nature?”

Superman’s lips were pressed into a tight line.

“Possibly. We don’t have anything concrete to back it up with. But whether he is or not, he’s hiding something dangerous and what you said just confirms it. Until we know what it is, we’d prefer if you stick close around.”

Zatanna nodded, fully understanding their suspicions. Again, the League hasn’t exactly had the best luck. She might borrow some of Constantine’s books, at least the ones he’s storing here in the Watchtower. Something about that crown was still nagging her at the back of her mind.

In the midst of the tense atmosphere, both heroes’ phones made a sharp ding. Superman pulled his out in an instant, reading it before Zatanna even took her own phone out.

But by the look on Superman’s face, she could tell it was something serious.

She saw a notification from Red Robin, reading: Gh boy at Wayne Gala. Possd B. Zat and available bats here asap. SOUPS FIND VLAD MASTERS

Dread dropped like an anchor in her stomach. Danny Phantom made his move.

—————

*meanwhile at the gala*

—————

Bruce smiled widely, eyes crinkling at the corners, as he greeted another of his guests. Lester and Bethany Goldman were cofounders of a new non-profit organization in Gotham aiming to help homeless people in Crime Alley. Naturally, Bruce preferred keeping a very close eye on entrepreneurs like them. Non-profits in Gotham were notorious for embezzlement and as fronts for a handful of his rogues.

He thanked them for attending his gala, hoping they’d find it a welcoming one and that he’d be honored to support their noble cause. After sending them to the open bar, Bruce set out to find Tim. It’d been a while since he heard from his son.

He found Tim next to the refreshments table (specifically the espresso machine, which Bruce had only brought in at Tim’s request) talking up the governor’s assistant Lucy Williams.

“Miss Williams,” Bruce said brightly as a way of greeting with his signature smile. “What a pleasant surprise to see you here! On your own tonight?”

“Mr. Wayne! Loving the gala, as always,” she said with a casual wink. “And unfortunately, yes. Girlfriend works tonight, so I’m all on my lonesome. Tim here, however, has been a great job so far at keeping me company.”

Tim shrugged at the compliment.

“I’m just keeping her updated with the comings and goings of Gotham’s socialites.”

Ah, Bruce thought, gossiping then.

“I’m happy to hear that! Tim’s a great conversationalist.”

“Only when I’m drinking,” Tim joked, lifting a glass of wine that held coffee instead. He turned to Lucy. “Do you mind if I talk to Bruce for a quick moment?”

Lucy pretended to mull it over.

“I suppose I can manage alone for a minute or two, if you tell me what happened between Mr. and Mrs. White.”

Time nodded like he was sealing a business deal.

“You have my word.”

After play-threatening to hold him to the promise, Tim and Bruce made their way out of the main gala room and to a secluded hallway. There, Bruce let out a long exhale, fixing his suit jacket.

“High life getting to you already?”

“Hardly,” Bruce let out. “Any updates from Oracle?”

Tim nodded.

“Yup. That lead Phantom gave you about Vlad Masters paid off. It got us the last known location of the project stole from Star Labs. Masters’ Mansion. Thing is, Flash already checked the place and couldn’t find anything. Not even the millionaire himself.”

Bruce’s eyes narrowed in thought.

“He’s on the move then.”

“Most likely. Oracle sent out an APB for all possible cities he might strike next, including Gotham. Anything from Phantom?”

Bruce turned the information over and over in his head, searching for how it all connected. How did Phantom know about Vlad Masters? What was the ghost’s relation to him?

“No, nothing,” he finally answered. “Tell Oracle to check any suspicious connections Vlad Masters might have—”

A ding sound coming from Tim’s phone interrupted him.

“Already done,” Tim said.

He took out his phone in one fluid motion. It only took him a few seconds to read out the info to Bruce. But in just that time, Bruce waited anxiously. He was getting a bad feeling. He had been all night. Something just wasn’t sitting right and he knows it had to do with Phantom’s secret and his relation to Vlad Masters. Something the half-ghost refused to be transparent about.

“Everything checked out, except for one thing.”

“And that is?”

Tim scrolled further.

He has a friendly connection to a couple who are self-proclaimed ecto-scientists. They’ve known each other since college… couple is deemed hazardous by their town in multiple reports…”

Bruce’s eyes narrowed once more. He did not like where this was headed.

“They have two kids, Jasmine and Daniel Fenton. As in—”

“Danny Fenton, as in Phantom. What else?”

“Well, guess who they designated as Danny’s godfather.”

“Vlad Masters,” Bruce said, all but dragging the name out. He definitely did not like this at all.

“Correct. They could be working together. He could be stealing the tech for the ecto-scientists.”

Or for someone else entirely. Namely, their son.

What were the chances that Phantom was in on it all along? That it was his plan to begin with, even. Getting hired by the League may have given him just the “in” he needed. And Bruce was the one who gave it to him.

The crown… that damn crown. They could be planning an invasion right under their noses. The League had to act fast.

“Call Superman and tell him to get on the search for Vlad Masters, and—” A familiar, juvenile laugh coming from the gala interrupted his train of thought. A laugh he’s heard five too many times during his patrols.

“Bruce—? Wait, where are you going?”

Tim followed after him, but even speed-walking Bruce was fast. He stopped at the ballroom entrance, spotting the source of the laugh almost immediately. Standing there at the open bar, striking up a conversation with two of Gotham’s socialites as if he were in his element, was Daniel Fenton, suit-clad and all.

Daniel Fenton, who was also Phantom and who was supposedly somewhere not even a simple cellphone could reach.

Bruce observed as the teenager threw his head back in another laugh. Clearly, Danny was not where he said he was going to be. A controlled fury surged in Bruce’s chest at the thought of being taken for a fool.

This ends tonight.

By the time Tim caught up to Bruce, he stormed off once more, this time directly towards Fenton.

Tim groaned tiredly.

“I don’t have enough coffee in me for this.”

Bruce eased his approach when he was less than fifteen seconds away, shifting instead to an elegant gait. He greeted the two socialites gracefully, like the perfect host he was, all while keeping an eye on Fenton’s reaction.

The teen didn’t know he was technically in Batman’s house, or that Bruce Wayne was Batman. But taking into consideration his previous hits, if Fenton was here tonight, then it wasn’t a stretch to say that Bruce was his intended target.

So, he watched carefully, and kept a distance he could defend himself in.

The two socialites introduced Danny to Bruce, who, after a lot of social somersaults, sent them away to meet the senator.

Bruce turned all his attention to Fenton.

“I don’t believe we’ve ever met before, Danny Fenton,” he said, leaning fully into his billionaire persona.

Looking closely, Bruce had to admit that something was… different about Fenton this time around. His ears were long, slightly tapered at the point— not so much to be glaringly obvious, but enough to be noticeable if you looked. His facial features were all sharp edges, and his teeth seemed sharper and bigger the longer he stared.

It all added to the bad feeling in his gut.

Fenton’s casual smile was borderline wild.

“Let’s just say I’m a friend of a friend. Unless you wanna get technical, then I’m more like a brother of a friend of yours.”

“Oh,” Bruce said, a bit of an edge in his voice. “And who would that friend be? I’d love to meet them.”

“My older brother, actually,” Fenton stated nonchalantly, before his voice suddenly changed, pitching deeper as he spoke. “And you’re about to make his acquaintance. In fact, I’d say you’re going to get to know each other quite well.”

Bruce quickly stepped back as Fenton’s eyes went red, but it was pointless. Fenton lunged at him in the blink of an eye. His vision went black.

—

Tim knew his obsession with coffee was actually an addiction. He also suspected it might get him in trouble one day, and it turns out that day (night) was today. Except it wasn’t him who got in trouble. He turned away for five minutes after Bruce speed-walked back to his gala (mid-conversation might he add!) to get another coffee and when he looked back it was just in time to see Danny Fenton, aka Danny Phantom (obviously he knew, it was in Bruce’s Hero Identities File), throw himself at Bruce and disappearing into him.

At first Tim thought maybe Danny had simply phased through Bruce, in the middle of a gala, with hundreds of witnesses.

Tim watched in mounting suspicion as Bruce(?) cleared his throat. Tim had a pretty bad feeling about this. Recording the outcome was really the most investigative thing he could do right now.

“Ladies and gentlemen, if I could please have your attention.”

The music came to a gradual stop as the guests of the gala all turned to their illustrious host. With pearly white smiles and a drink in their hand, they waited expectantly.

Bruce(?) seemed to keen at the attention.

“It brings me great joy to see you all enjoying yourself at my gala! So happy, in fact, that why should the party ever stop?”

The guests clapped roaringly, a wave of agreements and appreciations going through the crowd. Bruce’s(?) smiled widely at their reaction, eyes bright and sharp.

Tim’s gut feeling got worse. He didn’t remember Bruce(?) having that many teeth. Something was definitely off…

“Yes, yes, exactly! We’re all having so much fun, and why would we want it to end? People like us deserve a party to end all parties!”

The guests applauded louder. Tim sneaked his hand into the inner pocket of his jacket, where his second phone was. His fingers moved swiftly across the keyboard, sending a message to the first chat he could think of.

“My esteemed guests, things are about to get even more fun! I invited a few special guests tonight, personal friends of mine really, and they love a party,” Most-Definitely-Not-Bruce finished with a near growl. “So, folks—”

All the doors in the room slammed closed by an invisible force, thundering throughout a now hushed ballroom.

To NOT-Bruce’s right, the air shimmered before claws suddenly appeared in mid-air. A horrible shrieking, ripping noise echoed through the room as the claws went downwards. There was a straight line, blurry and vertigo-inducing where the claws were. Like a tear. One that began expanding to reveal a green swirling vortex. Something, many things, began pushing their way through the initial small opening. Floating, toxic green blobs of ghosts— a whole fleet of them.

“—welcome to the Eternal Party!”

Shit.

sometimes you just gotta draw the king

DP X DC ghost king danny

What if Danny’s King Regalia always shows up in the dark? Danny can keep it invisible/unequip it, but it’s permanent in dark settings. Yet, it always shows back up in dark rooms etc.

except he has a really hard time figuring out if it is dark out or not because his vision is tinted green 100% of the time, and he has night vision anyway, so whenever the lights flickered in a room, and his crown was visible for a few seconds, and whatever hero he is with thinks they were seeing things, he just never notices

so danny’s a daylight hero, and avoids dark rooms with the JL because he thinks being a king isn’t a big deal. There are demigods and champions of magic, so what difference is a king? Or maybe he assumes they already knew or smthn, and he didn’t like the weird looks people used to give him when he left the crown visible, and the JL never seemed to care that he was (technically) ruler of infinite realms, only that he could save people, and stop world-ending threats

and, of course, they don’t actually know; cue misunderstandings.

art taglist: @i-amtransexual @badatgmrt

[infamous-if]

What does BotB have planned for the cast this Halloween? :D

Summer is over hence halloween is at the end of BOTB so i think the only horror the cast is enduring this halloween is dealing with the fallout from the show lmao

but i wouldnt be surprised if BOTB had them do some type of halloween promo (theyre still under contract)

[darqx]

Tbh ever since BTD this is nothing new to me now lol! Before then I'd always be like, pikachu face, because it was so surprising to me.

🤔 It's one of those things where if i hear the right voice then I'll know lol (this is also partly the reason why I made one of my characters mute, so i wouldnt have to think about it |D)

Thank you! I've been drawing ever since i was kid, but it only became more of an actual hobby when i was a teenager. So yes, you could say it's been a long time haha.

I do actually! From a few years back. Well, they're just a bunch of screenshots i put together but the result is the same lol.

Why are you guys so kaypoh about my friendship statuses, ngl that's kinda weird lol. Anyway EP disappeared like a thousand years ago and every now and then me and Gato dm. As noted before, everyone has been off doing their own things for a while now :d

Oh man that was a long time ago, but yes we did once have tentative ideas for an OC fighting game! XD It would have required a lot more programming know how then what we had at the time though (also the slow death of Flash didnt help, as that's what I used to make all my mini games in).

Aust, one, and hm, savory stuff i guess things like pastas/noodles and potato products (mm mash). Oh and soup. I fucking love soup lol.

^ Actual image of me drinking soup

[This ask was in relation to a post i did where i was trying out Sketchbook app on the ipad]. Haha yeh i've been told that Ibis might have a lot of ads, which for how often I use the ipad to draw (hardly ever, as intuos5 still my beloved) is dealbreaker for me when compared to Sketchbook |D So at this point in time something simple just for doodling is working out well :)

Guys cmon half the fandom/the entire fandom does not seriously call me that XD

[cybrs4pphic]

camgirl pt 2!!

camgirl!reader x abby

afab/fem!reader, squirting (:p), full nelson (:0), abby yearns to be inside you, fuckin on the first date, reader has no idea abby knows abt her sex work, kinda awkward first-time sexual tension lol, abby has a fat dick (:D), this is so long???????

18+ mdni (goodbye minors)

it’s the next day and abby is still trying to work up the courage to text you. she doesn’t want to sound boring, but she also doesn’t wanna overdo it. she’s laying in bed, your number typed into the chat, her fingers hovering over the keys.

‘hey, you gave me your number at the coffee shop yesterday and i thought you were really pretty so… i’m abby,’

her thumb was now just hovering over the blue arrow to send the message before hitting it, eventually sending the message. abby immediately shuts her phone off tossing it on the bed trying to find something to distract herself with while she waits.

abby decides to just turn on some show she’s seen a million times. a few hours later you text her back with a ‘hiii abby!! thank u!! sorry, was at work :( i’d love to do somethin w you sometime soon if ur down :p,’

she’s almost, almost, embarrassed at how fast she replies. ‘you’re okay, how was work today? and i’d love to. what did you have in mind?,’

‘well, if u wanted to hangout today, i wouldnt mind just gettin to know you like at mine or somethin, i’ll cook u dinner too whatcha want :3,’

abby’s gonna blow up. ‘i’m not picky, surprise me. and that sounds great, how does 7 sound then?’

‘perfect, i’ll see you soon!’ you send her your address in a separate message with a little heart. abby could actually pass away right now.

2 hours later it’s 7:05 and abby’s standing outside your door, not wearing anything too special— just jeans and a shirt taking a deep breath before knocking. a few second later she hears the door unlocking and opening.

she sees you, looking cute as ever. she then hears the sweetness of your voice inviting her in, abby mustering up a smile through the nerves.

“okay, so, i‘m makin’ chicken alfredo if that works for you?”

“s’perfect,” abby slurs out, practically soaking her underwear watching you cook, mainly your ass in those stupid leggings. is she wearing underwear? floods abby’s thoughts.

“almost done. if you wanna go sit down i’ll get everything ready,” you turn around giving abby a quick smile before returning to your cooking.

abby’s in heaven right now. you sitting across from her, just getting to know each other. finding out you both actually have so much in common makes her feel ecstatic. you guys are having such a good time talking you both nearly forget about the food.

“you’re a great cook,” abby says as you, blushing, take her plate from her placing it in the sink after rinsing it off.

“thank you! tried really hard on this one actually,” you say, giggling. yeah, abby’s obsessed. she needs to be inside you, making you a mess on her cock-

“wanna watch a movie ‘er somethin’?” you interrupt her thoughts.

“what kinda movie?”

“was thinkin’ something scary, if you’re down?”

“works for me,” abby replies, moving to sit next to you on the couch as you scroll through the vast amount of horror movies on whatever streaming app you picked.

“oh! how ‘bout the new texas chainsaw?” you don’t even give abby a chance to reply before you hit play— not like she really cares what you guys watch anyway.

abby has her arm around the back of the couch manspread while you have your knees tucked under you half sitting on your butt half on your heels next to her. within the first five minutes of the movie, she has her arm draped over your side mindlessly drawing patterns into your hips and thighs while you lay on her chest.

you guys get about halfway through the movie before abby breathes out, “hey.”

“yeah?” you reply, picking your head up to meet her eyes.

abby glances at your lips, before asking, “can i kiss you?” to which you just nod a bunch.

abby leans in meeting you halfway to finally kiss you. not long after, she’s grabbing your hips pulling you onto her lap so you’re straddling her, deepening the kiss.

you pull away first, gasping for air. abby’s also gasping for air, but she could kiss you til she passes out, honestly.

“tell me if you want to stop at any point, okay?” abby breathes out as she toys with the hem of your shirt. you nod as a reply.

“words,” abby says bluntly.

“yes,” you breathe out, still catching your breath. abby wastes no time pulling you out of your shirt and bra before taking her own off.

“god, fuck, c’mere,” she’s pushing your hips up so that your tits are eye level with her before she immediately latches onto your tit. one hand is groping your ass while her other hand is toying with your other nipple. jesus, her hands are so fucking cold you’re practically shaking under her touch.

your hands run down her chest, stopping to play with her tits before sliding down to the button on her jeans.

“take ‘em off,” you whine out. abby happily obliges, gently grabbing u by the hips before laying you down on the couch. she gets up undoing her pants sliding them off. she’s immediately on top of you, thumbs under the waistband of your leggings breathing out a “can i?”

“please,” your voice barely above a whisper, but abby’s already peeling your leggings off realizing you, in fact, were not wearing underwear.

“s’like you wanted to get fucked tonight,” abby lets out a small laugh.

“by you,” you shoot back as you spread your legs in front of her making abby blush as she leans forward to kiss your inner thighs, seeing your glistening cunt clenching around nothing. she starts sucking like she’s about to leave a hickey, making your legs shake from the sensitivity.

“abby, please,” you breathe out.

“please what?

“fuck me, abby, please need to feel you,” you whine out reaching out to wrap your fingers in her hair.

“don’t have a strap, ba-”

“i do,” you cut her off. “come with me,” you pull her up by her hair giving her a quick kiss before getting up, taking abby’s hand, and practically skipping to your bedroom. once you open the door abby immediately recognizes it. your bed in the center of the room against the back wall, a desk across from the bed, probably where you set up your camera. what’s new to her is all the decorations that she didn’t usually see when you were live.

“cute room,” abby states as you’re digging through your closet for a dildo.

“thanks! what kinda cock you want?” you ask her it so casually abby nearly.

“how many do you have?” abby questions you back.

“a bunch,” you giggle.

“what, are you some kind of pornstar?” abby smirks and you can practically hear the smirk in the way she asks the question. you have the dildo in your hand, but you freeze at her question. you know it’s a joke, a rhetorical question, so you just laugh it off bringing her the dick.

“you seem like a fat cock kinda girl,” you smile handing abby the harness and dildo.

“and you seem like you love taking fat cock,” abby fires back sliding the harness up her legs, securing it. “now where were we?” abby says, sliding her hands up your stomach to your breasts watching them spill out from her fingers. you lean up to catch her lips in another kiss, quickly deepening it by tilting your head to the side and allowing abby’s tongue access to your mouth. she’s grabbing your hips and placing you on your bed before attacking your neck and chest with kisses.

“fuck, these tits are perfect,” abby says as she slides two fingers down your cunt, teasing your entrance. “you can take two fingers, right, baby? gotta get you ready for my cock,” you practically moan at her words and she’s barely touching you. is she even real?

“yes, yes! please just touch me, abby,” abby responds by sliding her middle and ring finger into you searching for that soft spot. she’s fucking her fingers back into you,, eventually finding your g-spot, hitting it with the tips of her fingers making you let out a mix between a gasp and a moan.

“found it,” she smirks to herself. she really can’t believe she’s actually touching you right now; this is like a dream come true for her. countless nights of her watching you touch yourself and her finally being the one to make you shake and moan under her touch. she has to fuck you.

“do you have lube?” she asks to which you nod telling her where it is. abby gets up squirting some lube onto the cock you gave her, taking her hand making sure it’s covered.

“are you ready?” she asks looking up at you, her hand still on her cock, stroking it like it’s attached to her. you give her a few eager nods followed by a ‘yes’. abby walks over to you, pushing you on your back before asking if you’re ready again like she’s scared she’s gonna hurt you

“please fuck me, abby,” you get right to the point and abby nods before pushing the dildo into your weeping cunt with her hips. the way you’re gasping and whining just from her putting it in makes abby want to absolutely ruin you. abby needs to fuck you so well every time you touch yourself on camera all you can think of is her.

abby begins rocking her hips back and forth at a pretty slow pace, nearly pulling out completely before pushing herself right back in, where she belongs, you letting out little whimpers every time she pushes back in.

“faster, please, abby,” you whine out as she’s pulling out.

“gladly,” abby takes your legs, throwing them over her shoulders before leaning forward to properly fuck you. abby’s fucking you faster like you requested but it’s still not deep enough for your liking.

“abby abby deeper, please please,” you plead for her.

“can i try somethin’?” abby questions to and you, obviously, tell her yes. before you know it abby’s completely pulled out of you, whining at the empty feeling, before she’s leaning her upper back on the bed frame, patting her lap for you to straddle her.

“face away from me, baby,” abby says.

“what’re you plannin’?” you giggle out, smiling at her.

“‘ts a surprise,” she smiles back before patting her lap again to which you throw a leg over her lap (abby definitely slapped your ass) before settling right in front of the dildo.

“now what?” abby put her feet up on the bed and threads her arms underneath your thighs beginning to pull them up towards your chest.

“relax f’me,” she says quietly from behind you causing you to relax into her hold, your back to her chest. once you’re fully in abby’s grasp, you take her cock sliding it back into you.

“you good?” abby questions to which you nod and abby’s hands snake around the back of your neck, forcing you to watch you take her cock.

before you can comprehend it, abby’s fucking you like you’ve never been fucked before. you can feel how tight it is, how deep she is, all of it— you practically feel her in your throat and all you can do is take it and watch.

abby’s grunts mixed with your whines and moans is making abby soak through her fucking underwear

“fuckfuckfuck abby, y’re too deep! please please,”

“you can take it— know you can,” abby replies not letting up on her assault on your cunt. you’re a fucking mess of moans and tears and drool and you can barely handle it when abby’s hand snakes to your clit rubbing it in fast tight circles with her two fingers.

you’re practically fucking sobbing with how she’s stimulating your clit and constantly fucking up into your g-spot. your eyes closes shut as you’re so close to coming.

“eyes open, breathe,”

“can’t— i can’t s’too much, ‘m gonna come,” you’re shocked you can even get out even that much.

“‘m not stoppin’ you,” abby says, not letting up in the slightest. you do your best to keep your breaths steady, but the way your orgasm is building up, it feels different.

“abby… abby abby,” you chant her name, whether it’s a warning or a plea, she doesn’t care. all abby cares about right now is the way her hands and thighs are being soaked right now. your mouth is hanging open in a silent scream just watching the way you gush all over abby’s cock.

“did you just fuckin’ squirt,” abby’s giddy right now.

“are you even human?” you breathe out to which abby just lets out a laugh, releasing you from her grasp causing you to practically collapse on top of her.

“so the answer’s yes,” abby smirks, brushing her fingers gently along the back of your neck, where she knows she definitely put too much pressure on while fucking you.

you feel her slide out of you as you roll onto your stomach eyeing her up and down. you freeze as you hear her say

“i know you’re a camgirl,”

“what?”

pt 3 maybe :3 this is the longest thing ive ever written