#its gonna be angsty

[cuinaminute229]

I am so definitely working on a Rio x reader fic because I can't get her out of my head

[theprincelyking]

Pest (Flash/Violence Warning)

Yo! I did a thing. Made an Animatic/Edit for HGS hope you like it: Pest (HGS Animatic)

This took a good chunk of my month but I finished it!

[cowgurrrl]

Second to last episode of season two of narcos 🥳🥳🥳

[saltcxrcle]

just had the most angsty fic idea while listening to this song

hopefully ill get around to writing it 😁

[lumotorilla]

OKAY YALL GET READY, I am planning on writing a fic for my draconic AU I've been talking about!! I will need to make a plan ahead so I wont get to writing right away, but I'm gonna start working on it soon :)

[faffodil]

> sees ppl worrying about charlie threatening to misclick sunny

> taps sign

[starry-bi-sky]

"Stillborn? No, no, still born." -- DPXDC AU

Based off a comment I saw where Bruce knew about Talia's pregnancy in the earlier comivs, and was ecstatic to be a father. So much so that Talia feared he'd give up being Batman for it, so when she gave birth she put the baby (Damian) on a doorstep and (seemingly) told Bruce that the baby was stillborn.

Instead of Damian, that baby was Danny! Meet Daniel Brown, the 14 year old foster kid whose been living with the Fenton family for the last two years. He's about two years older than Damian.

His last name, "Brown", was a generic surname given to him because the note he came with didn't have one on it. It just had the name "Danyal" on it, but albeit 'Daniel' was the one that had been put into the system for, I'll be totally frank here, racism reasons.

(I looked it up to make sure, and it's generally not permissible for foster parents to change the names of their foster kids even if it's a permanent residency, and for that reason Danny doesn't have the last name "Fenton".)

Danny's got ✨~issues!~✨ He's been through a handful of homes growing up, most of them terrible for a variety of reasons. Which has, as a result, left lasting scars. He's generally a very sweet kid, just very distrustful and jumpy. He's got the signs of a kid suffering from PTSD, and a handful of other issues including attachment and insomnia. His inferiority complex could rival Damian's, and that's going to make for an interesting mutual hatred for when they finally meet.

(something I'll get into later)

He still has the blanket he was found in. It's made of a very high quality material and is a beautiful emerald green with little golden thread accents, it's high quality as a result has Danny clinging onto a desperate hope that his bio family might be out there, and the only reason they gave him up was because of some outside factor. It's been taken a few times in old foster homes, and he's flipped out each time.

While he still calls Jack and Maddie by their names, he likes them well enough. The bar isn't that high though, and while they're some of the better foster parents he's had, "better" doesn't equal "safest". Their laboratory malpractice. Basically, C- Fenton Parents. They're negligent by virtue of being engrossed in their work, but they do care equally about Jazz and Danny. So he doesn't hold it against them that much.

He kinda prefers it that way, their loud affection is overwhelming and Danny doesn't know what to do with their attention, even if he craves it. It's a bit of a complicated situation.

They took in Danny because they genuinely wanted another child, but didn't want a big age gap between them and Jazz. It was actually Jack's idea to foster, and they discussed it with Jazz beforehand. She was all for the idea. Thus, a handful of weeks later, a ton of paperwork, and inspection later, and Daniel Brown entered their household with a trash bag in one hand and eyes like shards of stained glass.

His relationship with Jazz is kinda strained, but that's by virtue of her constant psychoanalyzing and helicoptering. Like with the parents, Danny's overwhelmed by the attention and also just, straight up doesn't like the fact that she's telling him that there's something wrong with him. He knows that, thank you. He pushes her away when she does this.

Other than that though? When Jazz isn't smothering him and is acting like an actual sibling and not a third parent, they're pretty close, and Danny really likes her. They've hung out a few times on their own volition, and Jazz showed him how to take better care of his long hair.

His school situation,, pretty similar to canon with the bullying, albeit with a few more instances of him blowing a fuse and lashing out against his attackers. He's a rather angry kid, but it's quiet. It builds up, piles on top of itself, until eventually, like a volcano, it erupts and burns everyone within radius.

Danny's got a fire core, not an ice core. Phantom's hair is made of white magma; thick and heavy, setting itself on fire when his anger runs hot. When he gets angry, his skin begins to char and split open to reveal pulsating lava underneath, and he crackles and pops like a raging forest fire.

I haven't decided yet on how he meets the batfam -- i've got two ideas but they're both in opposition to each other, and drastically alter how the rest of the plot goes. But I do know that him and Damian hate each other in the beginning. And it has nothing to do with inheritance or "being the blood son" -- although their blood relation absolutely plays the major role in their disdain for each other.

Simply put, they're jealous of each other for the same thing: thinking that the other was wanted.

Damian hates Danny because, unlike Damian, Bruce knew about Danny since conception and wanted him from the moment he heard about him. He had a whole nursery set up, and still does. He never took it down -- just locked the door. Damian was thrust upon Bruce without warning, and he feels like he forced himself into the family. And while on some level Damian knows and understands that Bruce wants him and loves him as much as his other children, that doubt and feeling of inferiority still remains. He looks at Danny and sees him with what Damian always feels he needs reaffirmed.

Meanwhile, Danny hates Damian because he looks at him and sees him with everything Danny's ever wanted. He hates him because Damian grew up knowing both of their parents, with one of them for most of his life, and then moved over to the other. There was never a moment where Damian was (seemingly) left to doubt his place within the family. Damian was raised with the very same woman who left Danny on a doorstep, with no clue to his identity beyond a little green blanket and a note with only a first name. Damian was wanted everywhere, and Danny was wanted nowhere. Damian is Danny's replacement in his eyes.

(It's the little revelation that Damian grew up with their mother that elevates Danny from being quietly envious of Damian to downright despising him. What did Damian do, that Danny didn't? He could live with Damian living with Bruce -- Bruce didn't know Danny was even alive. But him living with their mom? Are you fucking kidding him?)

Damian never outright attacks Danny physically, but it's not like he hides that he didn't like Danny. Meanwhile, Danny, in all his repressive anger, quietly despised him from a distance until finally one wrong snide side-comment has him blowing up and it becomes a screaming match. They're both just enough similar to each other that when they look at each other they really just see a mirror.

They'll work it out together, eventually. But it'll be ugly and cruel and explosive, and they'll start mending the bridge to become brothers in more than just blood relation in the end.

But yeah, stillborn Danny has... a lot going for him.

[davonati]

They make love out there in the field, before David has to leave for good. It’s fast and messy, with both of their emotions running so high. Yonatan comes with the taste of David’s tears on his tongue.

He stays lying on his back in the grass until the sound of crunching footsteps finally fades away, and only realizes later that, in their utter desperation for each other, he’d forgotten to take any of the usual precautions. But by then, it’s far too late.

***

Four months later, he goes to see David at Horesh. Even in the dim light of the hideout, David looks at him oddly.

“Something’s different about you,” he muses, and Yonatan has to stop himself from reflexively clutching his belly. He’s not showing yet, not really, but he can feel the life growing inside him.

He expects David to approach him then, to explore the planes of his body as he’s done countless times before. He readies himself to tell David the truth, to finally feel the weight of this secret lift off his shoulders. But David comes no closer. He eyes him for another moment and then turns away, pulling out a large map of the Judean territories as he updates Yonatan on his group’s movements over the last few months.

It’s better this way, Yonatan decides. David has enough to worry about at the moment without concerning himself with Yonatan’s health, and there’s no guarantee that the baby will make it to term anyways: it’s not as if Yonatan is willing – or able – to confine himself to bedrest for nine months. When David returns to Giveah, Yonatan can reevaluate the situation. Most likely Yonatan will never need to reveal his mistake; best case scenario, David will have an heir to secure his lineage as he ascends to the throne.

***

Years later, as Yonatan lies bleeding out under the stars, his last thought is to wish he’d gotten the chance to tell David about their son.

[m0rninglatte]

Art/animatic frame whip because I'm missing the lighting boi and the EOD polycule as a whole :"]

[eightpackdiaz]

i have more of the kingdon college exes au! (this time from mel’s pov)

Mel’s first day of undergrad was really not extraordinary, not for the first half anyway. Until she decided to go to the library after class. She figured it would be one of the quieter places on campus, and after a day of lectures, and chatter, and bright fluorescent lights, she wanted to be in a quiet corner of the library to be able to center herself and get started on assignments.

Suddenly she sees someone standing right in-front of her, but not saying anything, so she makes herself look up, make eye contact even though she doesn’t want to, except, once she looks at him, at those eyes. she finds herself not wanting to look away. except, years of social cues conditioning kick in and she speaks,

“can i help you with something?” she hasn’t looked away from his face. she knows she’s staring but, this guys is objectively very good looking, that’s just a fact, she’s just observing a fact.

and then he asks to sit with her, she says yes, and they begin studying together. it’s nice, she thinks, he is a little fidgety but she’s used to it, really. becca and her both fidget sometimes so it’s not like it bothers her, and she tells him this when she notices him trying to stop himself. the look he gives her at that is one that she can’t quite understand, but does make her feel warm inside (later she will learn, that that look was awe, and that it will become a look frank sports very often when he’s around her)

he asks for her phone number, he wants to do this again. and she agrees, because she wants to make friends, and he’s been here a couple of years, and he wants to be a doctor too, so they should be friends. she’s excited about this.

very shortly, faster than she realized, and truly faster than she’s ever really thought, they become mel and frank. a package deal. he has his friends, and she also has her friends now, but they always seem to be around each other, including each other on their plans, and planning to be around each other.

mel isn’t dumb. mel knows what the feelings she’s been developing mean. and she also knows, because of the way she observes social cues. that the way frank is with her, he really isn’t with anyone else. he seeks her, he looks at her, and he always, always considers her. mel doesn’t know if he knows this, but he everytime he’s there, she feels…calm. comfortable. safe. which she does realize is crazy to say about someone you’ve known for two months, but it’s the truth.

they’re at frank’s place watching a movie one day when she decides that the best way to go about this, is simply to ask frank if her feelings are mutual. this is frank, so even if they aren’t, he won’t be weird about it. and it wont ruin their friendship.

and instead, before she can say anything, he asks her on a date. she’s been on two first dates before, neither of them were great, but also, neither of them were with frank.

being with him, is like, baking bread, she thinks almost deliriously. but baking bread has always calmed her down, she likes the process of mixing, kneading, rising, shaping, rising again, and then baking. it’s a process she uses to calm herself down, because she knows that no mater the variables, the will always like the result, and she thinks that no matter the variables in her relationship with frank, she will always like the result.

he is a gentleman through the whole thing, and really, this isn’t news to her, he’s always a gentleman. and every time she pointed this out to him, he just sort of shrugged and said something along the lines of “just for you”

he kisses her at the end of the night, he asks first, which she is really appreciative of, and when their lips meet she feels simultaneously like the floor slips out of her feet and like she is floating in the air. she decides that this is the best kiss she’s had in her life, and she also decides that she wants to do this, again, and again.

and they do, they go on more dates, they kiss, they study, they learn each other’s bodies, and they enjoy each other’s gasps. she had sex before she knew him, but she doesn’t think she ever made love until she was in bed with frank and they were looking into each other’s eyes and smiling.

they date for two years, which mel is very tempted to say were probably the best two years of her life.

and then reality comes crashing down, he’s going to med school in a different state, and that’s okay, they both have plans, and they might be similar, but they’re not the same, not yet anyway.

Their last might together was full of tears, and passion, and promises that they both knew were meant to be broken. After hours of memorizing each other’s bodies for one last time, they laid together and mel knew this was probably going to be the last time, ever, that he held her like this, so she was trying to keep herself awake. she wanted to memorize every point in their body that was touching, the curve of his ribs every time he inhaled, the tickle of his chest hair against her fingers. She knew she seemed asleep, and really, she almost was, her breathing regulated and her ability to keep still helped her unintentionally trick frank into thinking she was asleep, and really, she thought he was asleep too, until she felt him move his hand to her head.

she didn’t move, used to his touch and more into the sleeping world than here, she felt him take a really deep breath,

“you’re it for me, melissa king” a pause, and another deep breath. “i don’t know how, i don’t know when, but i will find you, and we will be together again, i’m never going to love anyone the way i love you” she could hear in his voice how the last sentence was said with tears in his eyes.

she didn’t react. she felt tears fill her eyes, but she didn’t react because she didn’t want to call him a liar. objectively, she knew he wasn’t lying, but she also knew that the possibilities of that happening were very low, so she took this moment, and put it in a delicate little box inside her heart. choosing to hold on to it, giving her hope in her darkest days, that maybe somehow, someday, they would meet again.

The next day, she forces herself to ask him to wait to be friends. She doesn’t want to. But it’s the best way for both of them to focus on what they want to do with their lives, she thinks, isn’t that the point of why this is happening?

She applies to med schools close to home, she thinks about him. She finishes undergrad, she thinks about him. She goes to med school in her home state to be near her family, she thinks about him.

And then her parents die. A car crash, both of her parents were DOA, and so was the drunk driver that hit them. And then she needs to deal with legal procedures, and become becca’s guardian, and the lawyers ask her if she’s sure because she’s on her first year of med school and this is going to be a lot, and she says yes, because this is her sister. And so she ends up not thinking about frank for a couple of years. too busy trying to survive with the weight of the world on her shoulders. but it’s a weight she bears gladly every time she gets to see her sister smile.

when she decided to move to pittsburgh, she knew, logically, that there was a high chance frank was still living there, he moved there to be with his mom, so there’s no reason for him to have moved away still. but pittsburgh is big, and it’s a city, and yeah he wanted to be a doctor, but there’s dozens of hospitals in pittsburgh, and it’s not like she doesn’t want to see him.

she knows, ever since the idea of moving to pittsburgh, and finding this facility for becca, a part of her, (the part that was under lock and key in that delicate box inside her heart), hoped that she might see frank again, she didn’t have any expectations, not really, because people change and life moves fast and she just thinks that maybe it would be nice to see him, even if in passing, even if only through the distance.

And now it’s her first day at PTMC, and she’s excited, she knows that this is where she will spend many years because that’s the plan, and because neither becca nor she like change, and the move was enough change for at least 6 years. She meets dr. robby, who is nice, if a little hard to interpret because mel can tell that his words have a lot of meaning behind them, she just will need to learn what it is.

she needs some help with a patient, and she’s walking towards dr. robby but then she sees him. him. frank. her frank. out of all the hospitals that are in this city. what were the odds for them to be in the same one. she stops walking. allows herself a moment for the feelings to flow, she’s learned is better to do that, just, gives herself a second. she can see years of longing and memories playing in her minds eye, and then she just. puts a pin on it. counts to 10, recites the three most common causes of infection and then approaches them.

she never really got quite used to how blue his eyes were, and being in the middle of an er with all this bright lights isn’t doing her any favours. she hasn’t been able to look away from his face, well she has, obviously, she’s working! but every time she has to look at him, all she can look at is his face. they’re working on the case, so they haven’t really acknowledged…anything, is there anything to acknowledge?

and just as she’s about to make a comment about the percentage of odds to be working in the same hospital, she sees it. and she didn’t mean to, really, wasn’t looking for it. but when he handed her the ipad back with his left hand for the first time in the day she saw it. a wedding band. a gold wedding band god they had talked about using golden wedding bands

she can tell that he noticed her eyes lingering on it, he always noticed things like that. she avoids eye contact and luckily is called away by dr. robby.

maybe she was wrong, maybe there isn’t anything to acknowledge.

[wishchip106]

humm what if Erik died on the beach 🤨

in a perfect world Charles kills Moira in a rage

gonna need him sobbing over Eriks corpse snot and everything man he’s losing his breath he’s screaming

everyone else: 🧍🧍🧍‍♀️🧍

but ya know they’re a bit sad about it they’re in shock

gonna need a reference to romy in xmen 97 ep 5

“I can’t feel you”

when someone finally moves they convince shaw’s mutants to take them to the mansion (they really didn’t know what to do with themselves they would do anything)

Charles is NOT doing good get him a therapist 😿

funeral time 🤪

Charles starts wearing Eriks clothes

don’t know whether Raven would leave with shaws mutants or not (start a sisterhood lol)

Charles going straight to his depression era he didn’t even start the school yet going right into the alcohol cabinet

Hank, Alex, and Sean real ones forreal

idk where this would go from here on out but like ya know major angst maybe partially happy ending? dunno could be angst through it all

going back to the beach

Charles rocking Eriks corpse back and forth whispering sweet nothings and tears are just streaming from his eyes

kissing him all over

stroking his face

begging him to come back

girl is MOURNING

[bunnyjesters]

sneak peek (:

[wu-does-art]

decided there wasn't enough RK charms in the world (none), so im making one and putting it out there later for anyone who might want one too!

heres the concept.

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

Do you think if the trolls all came back, like everything in the main comic did happen and they were alive again. Do you think Feferi would actually forgive Eridan? Or want to even be his friend after everything? I don't personally like the erisol and fefertasprite interaction…felt rushed…..so I just wanted to know your opinion if things were different! :)

Yeah, I think they would be! Feferi is one of the trolls who takes dying the least badly (relentless optimism) and Eridan does genuinely feel bad, which means a lot when it's Eridan. I think she really is genuine when she says she wants them to be friends and also that she's really not the type of person to hold a grudge, and like... death is SUPER cheap in Homestuck, it's really not the horrific, irredeemable, irreperable damage that it is IRL - and if you're talking about (Feferi) and (Eridan), then they're both dead (and irrelevent) now, so the score is kind of even.

In general, the fandom - I mean, people in general, really - tend to have difficulty divorcing themselves from other people. We tend to assume that the people and characters they like will hold similar opinions to themselves. This is how people who like Karkat and don't like Eridan can mentally gloss over or even block out their clear, close friendship, or how people who dislike Cronus can end up overlooking that Meenah actually takes his opinion seriously and unironically defends his wizard thing. Feferi really isn't mad at Eridan or upset about dying the way we probably would be, because she's friends with the horrorterrors, relentlessly cheerful, comfortable with death in general, and death is also just not really that big of a deal in this setting. "I'm really sorry about that, that was shitty of me" is honestly probably all the apology she needs, especially if they came back to life anyway.

[meliake]

If I read one more fucking fic where Tim begs for his life in Titan's Tower I'm actually going to explode like?? READ IT????

Tim is a little fucking shit the entire time, fully confident in his abilities until the very end. And Jason didn't try and kill him, just gravely injured him to send a message, hence the bloody writing. Like guys- he could have killed him but purposefully didn't to prove his point.

There was no moment of regret for him because the 'pit rage' got to him, he was in full control of himself all throughout electrocuting Cyborg and Beastboy, putting Raven to sleep. LIKE GUYS PLEASE JUST READ THE ISSUE I STG

[karmaajr]

chat gonna rant abt smth my mum said DONT MIND THIS FRFR >:3

okay so basically we're leaving this resort to stay at a relatives for a while, you get me? so I gotta go pack my stuff up again and usually, im like.. so fucking shit when it comes to doing literally like, anything productive- 💀

very much so pisses off everybody the way I procasinate and take a billion breaks/get distracted by smth else lmao :3

and so today was like.. just as bad ig but mum wasn't really paying attention after yelling at me AGAIN lol (it's fine dw, im just a bad kid and was being irritating/pisstaking (she had a headache) by not shutting up again LMAO 😭😭)

but like, I did manage to finish my packing up so yay!!! win!! ^^ (it was fucking exhausting.)

sister didn't do jackshit though (and mum was tired because of us so she didnt rlly do much), so room still looked a fucking train wreck but my stuff was all done, u get me?

anyways, ENOUGH CONTEXT!!!! like 20 minutes ago, mum gets off her phone then up from the chair she's sitting on and goes to plug her phone in my charger BUT GUESS WHAT YALL?? HOMEGIRL PACKED THAT SHIT UP FRFR ✌️😙

and so in jokey way, she's like "damn really? of all the things you could've packed, the only thing you packed was the charger? typical *irl name*, always tryna ruin my day"

and shes saying this while shaking her head and trying to find the charger she nicked off my dad (while murming some random curses*)

*curses not in the sense of swearing but in the sense of GENUINLEY cursing somebody?? like wishing bad upon somebody ykwim? :D

and I go along with bit (ofcofc) and go "ACTUALLY, I'll have you know that I packed everything!!" and saying it slightly proudly because lol, again, that shit was exhaustingg :3

also I'm just really bad at everything so the fact that I did something somewhat uccessfully was literally GREAT??? 😭😭

and she kisses her teeth, shakes her head and says "yeah sure, I know you"

...

oh so, you "know" me huh?

what's my favourite colour?

my favourite drink?

my favourite subject?

why don't you name a few of my friends? or maybe a song I like? (oh wait, you can't because you don't even know I listen to music)

you know what? ik you can't answer any of those questions but guess what? ima do things that I know for sure I've told you, quick fire innit? you should be able to? I'm your child right.. you listen to what i tell you right? amma you care about what I have to say right???? right???

fuck

describe to me the hallucinations I had last year

nothing hard, i know I told you about them, I've tried to at least several times. I still remember the way you rolled your eyes and mouthed "crazy" while still looking at that fucking phone screen oh my god

amma can't I just be important to you? please? ik works important and ik you do a lot for us but please??? you said be a good girl and you won't kill yourself, and i tried okay??? im a bad child and I'm sorry and I'm sorry and I'm sorry please amma just dont leave me, don't stop being my mother

don't leave me with him

amma please

amma???? amma please