#lexe caused this

[xavierlilithv]

Kieran sketches. Since I got bored and stuff. One of my asks inspired me to draw some dresses. They like dresses.

Plus, small comic of the duo.

Iceberg wears one of Kieran's dress because Kie doesn't think it fits them, so they decided to give their dad the dress instead.

If you know where Iceberg's dress is from we're friends.

Yayy!!

[anxi04]

tim meeting lex at a gala when he’s young. he knows lex is a villain but he’s also the only vaguely smart person there and he has a look of disgust every time someone says anything remotely dumb, which tim relates to SO much.

meanwhile lex seeing this kid who is so clearly going to be a supervillain when he grows older and quite honestly this child scares him a little. so he indulges him just enough to be on his good side. lex just about has a heart attack when tim off handedly mentions one of lex’s very secret, only 6 people know about it and 5 of them are hidden away and can’t see their family because of what they know, project.

every time they see each other at a gala there’s just a sense of “oh thank god someone smart is here” and spend half the time politely shit talking the idiots

cut to 17 yo tim drake (never aging again) and he just. shows up in lexs house one day like “give me the blessing to marry kon and i’ll tell you the absolutely groundbreaking gossip i just found out about rebecca” he gets his blessing without lex even questioning it. he knows tim drake is red robin anyway who else would be able to? he is a little disappointed he went the hero route but out of all heroes red robin is closest to becoming a supervillain anyway so it’s fine

lex however does not know any of the other batfams identity. brucie wayne is a fucking idiot who can’t tie his shoes (lex watches him stuff the laces in his shoes once) dick grayson is a Cop(negative), jason todd is dead, stephanie brown is the daughter of a villain and would probably want to be as far away from that life as possible, damian wayne he could buy as robin but there’s no way anyone biologically related to brucie could be even remotely competent, duke thomas seems too normal, and he can find nothing on cass wayne except she seems too sweet. besides tim’s competent enough to hide his identity from his family. especially the wayne family.

[roses-and-revolutions]

DC x DP Ideas

For 'reasons', Ellie has been transferred to Gotham Academy under the guise of living with her guardian Vlad Masters but she's actually living with Dante, Danny, and Jazz.

From the moment she arrived, she had become rivals with Damian Wayne in everything from academics to sports and even the arts.

They wouldn't admit it but they were having fun. Having a rival who's always trying to one-up you, forcing yourself and each other to become better, more extraordinary. (It made a great distraction from their complicated home lives.)

But somewhere along the line, something had changed.

After a debate competition that was held at the school, Damian couldn't help but gush talk about this girl, his friend, Danielle Masters, and how cool and competent she was, and how she was the only person in the school worthy enough to be friends with him. (Awe baby's first crush!) But, ah, Dames, what's an ectoplasmic being and how are they not sapient or sentient?

On the other hand, Ellie is livid. She had Dan buy her a punching bag just so she could put Damian's face on it. She thought he was her friend! Turns out he's just another anti-ectoplasmic being supporter. She tries every day, to go to school, talk to him, and pretend everything is normal. But every time she sees his face and perfect smile of victory, her blood boils with a cold icy rage. (How dear he proclaims so proudly the ghosts are not truly living beings!! Just because we are dead doesn't mean we do not live on.)

Good thing Danny knows how to make portals now! Because when she gets home she's gonna go ape shit.

[frownyalfred]

Just thinking about the absolute chaos and gaslighting Bruce and Oliver put Lex Luthor through when they’re all together and Bruce and Oliver are both playing the “ditzy billionaire flirting with everything they see while being dumber than a box of rocks and also won’t shut up” role at the same time.

[little-pondhead]

DP x DC Prompt

…

There are no more heroes.

Well, okay. Rewind a bit.

Danny has been doing the hero thing for a while now. He’s had a big reveal; everyone has accepted him (including his parents), the GIW disbanded, the Anti-Ecto acts repealed, and generally, everything is going great. Some of the A-Listers are even training as junior ghost hunters to help give him a break from his rogues! (Being Ghost King makes things hectic sometimes, and he just needs the extra help. Sue him!)

The point is, literally nothing is wrong with Danny Phantom’s afterlife.

And then Valerie Gray, the Red Huntress, disappears in front of his eyes.

Danny is baffled! She’s just…gone! Valerie just popped out of existence, like she was never there. But no matter how hard he searches in the Ghost Zone, he can’t find her soul anywhere. His core isn't broken in grief. So she’s not dead. Which is good. So then, where is she?

Some of the others come forward with ideas on how to find her. A few ghosts volunteer to go out into the mortal realm, an area Danny had declared off-limits, to see if she was out there. Danny approves it. He rounds up some of the friendlier (i.e., discreet) ghosts and Amity Parkers and demolishes the outside travel ban.

So everyone spreads out, looking for their dear frenemy and teammate. But it becomes apparent very quickly that something is wrong with the rest of the world.

There are no more heroes.

Every single living superhero on the face of the Earth has just…vanished. Villains are running amok; the countries are in chaos! Some aliens are invading Earth, mythical deities are trying to take over, and society is crumbling to the ground. Everything is on the brink of collapse.

Well, Danny was still there. And so were his people. They were pretty spread out, so could they just…take up the mantles? He also knew where to find the souls of dead heroes in the Zone; surely they wouldn't mind coming out of retirement for a little bit, especially if they couldn't die again. Oh! And that skeleton army leftover from Pariah Dark's reign might be useful in repelling those invading forces.

Honestly, there were more than enough hands to go around! And with the heroes gone, Danny didn't mind letting everyone out for a little break, as long as they followed his rules. They wouldn't stop the search for the other heroes, but hopefully, when they found them, the heroes wouldn't mind Danny's intervention too much. :)

In other words:

Someone fucks up, and all of Earth's living heroes are either wished out of existence or are whisked away to some far-off realm where Danny hasn't checked yet. In the attempt to figure out what's going on, Danny lets the dead run amok over the Earth as they search for clues. The skeleton army repels the invading armies, the souls of dead heroes deal with the world leaders, and his rogues and other Amity Parkers set up shop in place of famous heroes, trying to get the cities under control again.

Basically, they just do their best to keep everything from imploding until the Justice League and others are back.

(And why is it that Danny hasn't disappeared? Well, whatever caused everyone to go poof! only affected living heroes. Anyone heroes that were dead in the first place, or even just half-dead, stayed behind.)

[somestorythoughts]

So. There is THIS hilarious post by, well a few tumblr people but @evilminji 's parts make me laugh a lot, where Lex Luthor is repeatedly trying and failing to kill Danny Fenton, to his immense frustration and Danny immense amusement. Then I read this fic yesterday when he keeps trying to have Dani killed cause she spilled the beans on some of his company's hinky shit, to Dani's general annoyance.

Cause there may more may not be a way to kill that which is already dead but it sure as fuck is gonna take a bit more than sleeping with the fishes.

So! I would like to propose a scenario in which Lex is trying to kill all the Fenton siblings for separate reasons! And they just.

WON'T.

DIE!

Danny's over here investigating crimes in his ratty suits like a feral racoon. Ellie/Dani's over there spilling the beans because this asshole's messing with her work. They must die, obviously.

Why did Jazz get added to the assassin's contracts? I'm not sure. One of her patients may have done some work for Lex and had a crises of conscious in her office that led to more than a bit of whistleblowing. Which fine, not great for Lex, but no need to go murdery over it just silence the ex-employee and steal the therapist's files. That's enough.

EXCEPT! He sees the Dr. Fenton on those files. Has some digging done. Realizes she's related to The Two Menaces. Is already contemplating going murdery over it just to get one member of this fucking family out of the way when the people he contracted to get her files come back empty-handed cause where the fuck is she keeping her records?

And then! It turns out that a few more of his people and various rogues are seeing her! This cannot stand!

Dr. Fenton is no easier to kill than her younger siblings. WHY is brainwashing heroes easier than this??

I really want to bring a redeemed Dan in here just cause. What I don't know is if he gets involved cause he ALSO pissed off dear Lexy or if he saw the tenth attempt on Jazz and went "I think the fuck not."

But it would be funny if the guy looked at Danny going "I like to eat the rich and I've decided that Lex Luthor is my next meal" and went "that looks like fun mind if I join?"

Alternatively, Dan is butlering/bodyguarding for someone Lex would really like to have killed (this post from @hdgnj also makes me laugh) and just keeps sending his assassins back with several bones that definitely did not look like that when they got the contract.

The last one was dropped off on his desk with a note that said "Seriously?"

Telling his assassins to switch targets to Dan does not improve things.

[nastybuckybarnes]

i totally feel like mouse would bring ghost trinkets. oh here’s a shiny new coin? ghost would like this. maybe it’s something small from her past. but mostly just small, daily knick knacks, and ghost would say he wouldn’t keep them, but next thing you know his pockets are overflowing. and when soap notices…

omg yesssss shes like a lil crow

It starts off with little tiny things that you find that you think are cool, and you want to share with your Ghost.

He stares at the handful of small coins, then looks up to your face.

"I can't keep this."

Your lips turn down, shoulders slumping forward as you deflate at his rejection.

He huffs out a heavy sigh and shoves the coins into one of the pockets of his pants against his better judgment.

"Let's keep it a secret, yeah? Jus' you an' me, how's that sound?"

The smile that spreads across your face could light up the dark war-torn city you inhabit, and it certainly brightens his day.

And from that day forward, anything that sparkles, shines, or catches your eye, you feel the need to share with him.

"What's this?" He asks a few days later.

You smile proudly up at him as he inspects the watch closely.

It doesn't tell the correct time and the glass is cracked, but one glance at your beaming face and he already knows he needs to keep it until he dies.

"Gift. For Ghost."

"Mouse, this belonged to someone. You can't just take it," he protests weakly.

Your brows furrow in confusion. How could it belong to someone when they chose to leave it?

"When the people leave, they take what is important. That is why they take animals, children. If they want it, they take it. If it is important, they protect. They do not want these. I do. They are mine. And I give to my Ghost."

Your Ghost. Yours.

He feels his heart warm at your words, while you seem oblivious of their impact.

"So, if something is important, you should protect it? Keep it, take it with you when you leave?" He asks, stepping forward and towering over you. You don't cower like so many men before you have. Instead, you stand your ground and tilt your head back to nod up at him.

"If I want something, I should take it?" He asks lowly, one hand sliding around your waist to rest on your back.

You inhale sharply at the unexpected contact, eyes fluttering closed as you understand his words, then nod once more.

"What does Ghost want?" You ask quietly, opening your eyes and gazing up at him.

The weight of your gaze nearly makes his knees buckle, and he finds himself speechless for a long while.

He's so used to having power over people, making them cower, making them bend to his will. And now he feels like he's on the other side of it. And the best part is, you have no idea you're doing it.

His sweet little mouse.

His radio crackles, as it always does in the tenderest of moments between the two of you, and he sighs.

Before he can leave, you slide a hand up around his neck, urging him to lower his head.

He obeys, eyes closing when you press your forehead as close to his as you can manage with all his gear in the way.

"Bye bye," you whisper, taking a step back and disappearing into the night.

He stuffs the watch in his pocket and heeds the call of his teammates, pondering your question the entire time.

What does he want?

You. That's what.

Bringing him gifts quickly becomes the highlight of your sad grey life, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to it, too.

Seeing your eyes light up every time you open your little hands to show him what treasures you've found is more than reason enough to wake up every morning.

With each passing day, his pockets grow heavier, but it's grounding. A constant reminder that you're with him, you're around and safe and breathing.

"I have for you... something very special," you tell him one day, a big grin on your face.

"Oh yeah? And what might that be?"

You bring your hands out from behind your back and show him, and he cocks his head to the side as he tries to understand what it is.

"What is it?" He finally asks, inspecting the round object closely.

"Fruit. To eat."

He eyes you skeptically, unsure if this is some sort of trick.

Where would you get fruit in an environment like this? He's sure you've been living off of scraps and stolen rations, so how you could find fresh fruit is beyond him.

You bring it to your lips and take a bite as if to prove to him that it is, in fact, what you say it is, and he watches as some of the juice dribbles past your lips and down your chin.

His hand is moving before his mind can keep up, and he watches as he wipes the mess off of you.

You smile up at him and extend your hand, waiting for him to take it, but he shakes his head.

"That is very special. I want you to keep it, Mouse. You deserve a treat like that."

You frown and shake your head, licking your lips before speaking.

"I share with you. Please."

Hearing the word 'please' fall from your pretty lips makes him want to pull the moon out of the sky and present it to you on a silver platter.

He takes the piece of fruit from you, turning around to lift his mask and take a bite. When he turns to face you again, his mask is back in place and you can see his jaw working beneath it as he chews.

He'd be lying if he said it wasn't one of the sweetest and most delicious things he's eaten in months.

"Thank you, Mouse. It's delicious."

You grin happily and take it back from him to take another bite, humming with delight as the flavour explodes on your tongue once more.

As he watches you eat the little fruit, he wonders what you would think of the grocery stores and farmer's markets back home. The plethora of fresh fruits, exotic ones too.

You'd surely lose your mind at all the flavours, the variety.

He's pulled from his thoughts by the sound of gunfire far too close for comfort.

Your head snaps toward the sound, fruit falling from your fingers and hitting the ground with a wet 'splat'.

His guard is up in an instant, one hand pushing you behind his back while the other lifts his weapon, aiming at the source of the sound.

"Let's get you inside, little one."

The next time you give him a gift, it's done between intense rounds of heavy gunfire, the fight worsening the closer they get to the heart of the city.

Somehow, like always, he finds you close by. Too close to the fight, in his opinion.

"You are hurt?" You ask, looking at him closely when he enters the small convenience store you've chosen as your home for the day.

He shakes his head, taking a seat with you behind the counter and sighing heavily.

After how many months, the fight is starting to take a toll on him.

But here you are, reminding him of his purpose.

"Here," you whisper, holding your hand out to him.

His tired eyes follow the movement, and then he's opening his hand out to you, watching curiously as you drop a silver necklace into it.

"Where'd you get this one?" He asks, bringing it closer so he can inspect it.

It has a pretty charm at the end of it, and it's inscribed with words in a language he's not familiar with.

"My mother," you whisper, curling your knees up to your chest.

His eyes snap to you, but your eyes are focused on the necklace in his hand.

"She tell me... this will protect... wherever I go."

It's worked thus far, as far as he's concerned.

"Where is she now?"

You bring your eyes to his and give your head a sad shake.

You remember the day she was ripped from you, the day she sacrificed everything so you could be free.

"She give to me, and now I give to Ghost. Safe with you."

He knows better than to try and argue with you.

Instead, he nods, and tucks it away in a hidden inner pocket of his vest.

"I'll take good care of it. I promise."

~

"Hang on a minute," Soap murmurs one day when they're out on patrol.

Ghost obeys, freezing in his tracks as the other man tilts his head to the side, listening carefully.

"What is it, Johnny?"

Another moment goes by before the Scot shakes his head and begins walking again.

"Thought I heard somethin' s'all."

They walk in silence for a few more moments before he's stopping them again.

The sound stops again as well.

"What is it, MacTavish?"

Soap looks around slowly, carefully, inspecting every nook and cranny, every shadow and window and corner, but still there's nothing.

"Guess m'finally startin' to lose it," he mutters, shaking his head as if to shake away the sound.

The jingling follows Soap around all night while he's on patrol, like the voice of God in a poor man's ear during a time of desperation. And finally, when they get back to base, he pinpoints the source.

"Lt, are you... is that you... jingling?"

The question feels ridiculous as he asks it, but it's the only explanation for what's been happening.

Ghost's brows pull together and he glances down, taking a rather exaggerated step and glancing down at his leg when the sound rings out.

"Seems that way, yeah."

Soap stares at him, and he stares right back. As if his leg jingling like Christmas bells is something that should be expected.

"Why?" He finally asks after a few minutes.

Ghost sighs and pats his pocket, then digs his hand inside and produces only a small portion of the newest trinkets and doodads you've gifted him.

"These from yer mouse, I take it?" He asks, taking the handful and chuckling when Ghost only produces another handful from another pocket.

Eventually, he's emptied out his pockets, and Soap has called Price and Gaz over to inspect some of the things you've gifted the skull-faced soldier.

The teasing begins quickly, jests of him being spoiled rotten by a little street mouse, starting a hopeless romance with someone he can never keep, and he lets them have their fun.

There's one thing he doesn't take out, one important gift he keeps around his neck now, next to his dog tags where he knows it'll be safe.

His team doesn't question the new silver chain when they catch a glimpse of it. They know that if he wanted them to know about it, they'd know.

This one does well and truly stay between you and him. And he has no intention of changing that.

[needtobehisprettyboy]

I hate the CaitVi Sex scene

Everytime I see someone thirsting after the scene and gushing about how it's so hot, I feel so disgusted and ticked cause of how the scene came about and where it's located.

Before we get onto my rant about the scene itself, I want to mention the CaitVi scene that happened before that.

"She saved your life!"

"If you will just calm down for on-"

If you will just calm down for once? Hypocrite. Caitlyn's allowed to be pissy, allowed to call Zaunites animals (oh, "except" Vi though) and then fight like an animal by biting Sevika—

Sidenote:

That's also another scene I don't find hot at all. Any time I see it, I can't focus on how attractive Sevika is when she's smug (even though she totes is). All I can focus on is how Caitlyn bit Sevika. I don't remember who pointed it out, if it was on Tumblr or TikTok which I have promptly deleted since the ban, but someone pointed out that Caitlyn is fighting dirty—like a Zaunite. Caitlyn was backed into a corner, so she fought like an animal.

Fuck her.

I guess now she can somewhat understand why Zaunites fight the way they do. When you're backed into a corner, feeling helpless, feeling desperate, you fight like it and she did the same exact same thing she judged them for.

Bastard.

Lol can you tell I'm feeling bitter over her character?

Back to OG rant

—biting Sevika, gas the undercity and harshly interrogate someone who was a victim of Jinx's shenanigans, hit Vi for trying to calm her down from her grief driven rage, but oh, no Vi must calm down even though she's barely angry compared to when Caitlyn's angry. Not to mention that Caitlyn throws a tantrum herself and throws the tiny figure in her hand to the ground.

"—since you don't trust her enough not to shove her in a box."

Can we please take note of the tremble in Vi's voice when she says that? 'Oh, Jinx brought back her trauma from being in Stillwater!1!2!1' First of all, shut up. Second of all, yeah. . . So did Caitlyn?? Caitlyn may not have known what to do with Jinx, but the option for her to let Jinx go to prison was there and Vi hated it.

"Cait, she's changed."

"We can't erase our mistakes. None of us."

All the while not doing any time of her own for the crimes she committed—and no, I'm not talking about her gassing the undercity. What she did as a dictator, letting Noxians take over, and hardly doing anything afterwards even though she caused so much pain and misery to both Piltovians and Zaunites goes unpunished. Her losing an eye is nothing compared to the fear many people will feel while living under a dictatorship.

Get the guillotine!!

"Who decides who gets a second chance?"

Exactly. Caitlyn did no better than Jinx. She knows it too. It tears her up inside—as it should!!! Besides, did she think Jinx wasn't going to eventually get out of Stillwater? Or was one of her options to let Jinx rot there until she died? Yeah, I'm sure your girlfriend would love that.

Now, let's get to the scene itself!

But first let me talk about what happened right before that—

Vi tries to get Jinx on her side, Jinx rejects her, and Vi watches her sister leave while being told by her that Vi "deserves to be happy" and not to "worry about her anymore".

Yikes.

People say that what happened next with Caitlyn was Vi "finally being selfish", but it just feels wrong to me. Don't get me wrong, Vi deserves to enjoy herself after everything that's been done to her; however, you aren't going to have normal, healthy, healing sex right after seeing a loved one leave you for good.

Trust me lol I've had enough grieving/traumatic experience to know that you can feel upset for hours and won't immediately be able to get into a happy mindset even if you find something to entertain yourself with. You can have people try to cheer you up and you feel a bit better, but you still feel that lingering horrible feeling inside that will eat at you for who knows how long. You could give me Steb wearing the cutest little red panties I have ever seen in my life and I'd still be sad while trying to eat him out. You need to give me that like a day or so AFTER my little breakdown cause I won't enjoy it right after crying about losing my sis.

Sidenote:

Someone please remind me to draw that.

It would take at least an hour for Vi to get back to normal with the way she was reacting. At least. Vi was in that cell for who knows how long, but she was still upset and rather vulnerable when Caitlyn found her. No doubt she needed more time to get herself together.

Okay, now, let's get to the scene itself!!!

Bro, don't fuck me while I'm crying unless I'm crying cause I'm laughing too hard or because of sexy overstimulation. Fuck me? Nah, fuck you.

"I choose wrong every time—and because of it. . . I've lost everyone."

"Did you really think I needed all the guards at the HexGates?"

SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT AWWWWWUUUPPPPPPP—anyway,

Your girl is clearly upset, grieving her lost relationship with her sister (and likely other loved ones shes lost like Vander/Warwick), feeling guilty, and clearly not in any type of good mood yet your first reaction is to smirk???? You think this is funny?? Now is not the time to tease, Ms. Dumbass.

Vi needs compassion and reassurance not. . . Whatever that was. Yes, showing that you knew all along and didn't do anything to stop her shows that you do care for her, but it also isn't what she needs. Caitlyn did not reassure her that Vi wasn't going to lose her so easily.

Mainly because if she did, that'd be a lie, but that's neither here nor there.

"Sorry to say, you've grown a bit predictable."

Girl, you are not sorry. Quit lying. I can smell the smoke coming off your pants, but I'm not getting the fire extinguisher.

Again, this isn't what Vi needs. Any therapist would be able to tell you that you should seek healthier coping mechanisms other than sex. Does cuddling not exist? Does making out and then putting a stop to it because you realize your girl is not in the right state of mind for this exist??? Seeking sex after feeling so vulnerable and horrible about yourself is in no way, shape, or form okay. Shit isn't cute.

Caitlyn, you are more of an animal than you realize.

"Listen! While you were gone, I. . . Saw someone."

All of a sudden you realize that you should stop things because you feel guilty, but that guilt isn't over letting your girl go down on you after being upset and grieving, but about. . . Having another girl while she was gone???? Girl, seriously, your priorities are wack.

She does hesitate for a moment once she sees VI's injury (I can't remember where the injury came from. I stg if it came from Caitlyn or whatever Caitlyn ordered her to do. . .) yet she continues on. There are multiple reasons why they shouldn't do it right then and there, but Caitlyn is so horny she lets Vi pleasure her.

The reasons:

1. Vi is not in the right place of mind, she just lost her sister. Please let her grieve.

2. That is a jail cell. After what happened to her, their first time should be somewhere comfortable. Vi deserves comfort. She deserves to be spoiled. You're in Piltover, Caitlyn has a mansion with a really good bed, but your first fuck is in a dirty jail cell??

3. That is a jail cell that contained her sister. Vi can't reclaim shit about having sex in a jail cell if it's a cell that contained her sister. If there was better writing, she'd feel guilty over having sex in the cell she lost her sister. Her guilt isn't going to immediately go away because of one fuck. That's not how it works. Wish it was, but it's not.

Can I also note that Vi is the one pleasuring Caitlyn and not the other way around? Maybe Vi prefers to eat out rather than be eaten, but I think it just speaks more to her always servicing others rather than servicing herself or being serviced. If the sex scene was gonna happen, at least show Vi being completely selfish and enjoying herself by showing Cait be the one to kiss her down to her coochie. Maybe she's a stone top, but she gives off switch vibes to me.

Fuck you, Cait. Always wanting things to benefit you.

(If it was me, I'd eat Vi out, but, again, that's neither here nor there. . . She's not even in my top favs. I just want the best for her cause I hate Caitlyn lol.)

"I'm feeling fantastic."

FUCK YOUUUU

Okay *drops mic* , rant over

[azuree1733]

IM SORRY JASON JUST BEING THERE IN THE MIDDLE IS SO FUNNY

[dubiousdisco]

they should have burned lionel luthor at the stake

[caycanteven]

Absolutely smitten... A redraw of some fanart I did a long while back before I got into Clip Studio. ...happy (belated) bday to my awesome fren @mothiepixie who has been a inspiration teehee.

Was gonna add some easter eggs, but may do sketches instead cause I'm tired after this one, whew...

Motti belongs to Mothiepixie Lex belongs to me.

[buck2eddie]

cause i've got a jet black heart / happy birthday @cowboy-buck <3

[formosusiniquis]

It’s Wednesday have some worms I’m using as a warm-up.

So this is inspired by these style videos that I’ve seen a lot lately on youtube shorts cause i quit tiktok just to get stuck on the vape version. Where people go up to athletes and ask them to sign old pictures of themselves. And I’ve got two versions that have been playing in my head.

1. Chrissy and Eddie run a joint besties tiktok/social media thing where they show off their opposites attract platonic soulmate life by pushing each other out of their comfort zones, making them do things the other likes, and showing that it can be fun. Eddie takes Chrissy to a show and makes her get in the mosh pit, they jump out of a plane -- each claiming it was the other’s idea -- she makes Eddie try cheer; you get the picture.

So Chrissy drags Eddie to a sports game of your choosing, I’m going with baseball cause @thefreakandthehair ‘s latest fic with baseball steve is living in my head rent-free this week. Eddie decides that if he’s going and they’re going to do the sports equivalent of stage-dooring then he’s going to double up and get in on this trend he’s seen. The reactions are middling to bland, Tommy Hagan flips him off but does sign the photo of himself from what Eddie thinks is probably his junior prom and he and Chrissy are both pretty positive that'll be the best reaction they get for the video. But the next person they have planned to get is Steve and Eddie had to dig deep to find a picture of Steve that wasn’t a photo of him in a group shot at a party when he was in high school. It’s like the guy hit senior year and disappeared off the internet.

So Eddie walks up to the hottest guy he’s ever seen and asks for an autograph while handing Steve a photo of himself from grade school. He’s got the biggest smile on his face, one of his front teeth is missing and his hair is slipping forward onto his forehead from its picture-day perfect styling. Steve cuts off his by-rote agreement with a laugh and actually turns to look at Eddie (and Chrissy) now.

“Did everyone get one like this or am I special?”

Chrissy answers since Eddie lost the ability to speak the second Steve looked at him while smiling, “Yours is the littlest, but we did choose to ignore everyone’s professionally taken headshots.”

“You think this wasn’t done by a professional? Look at the lighting and the weird tree in the background.”

Chrissy laughs and does that thing where she kicks her leg out enough to knock Eddie back to planet earth. “You can make it out to Eddie, with an IE.” She tells Steve while Eddie massages his smarting ankle.

Steve takes the sharpie out of Eddie’s slack hand and looks down to sign. “I was always gonna sign, cause I like to think this little guy would be really excited about how far I got. But, this would be creepy if you weren’t so cute.”

Eddie is only able to answer because Steve still isn’t looking at him. “Her?”

Steve hands him the picture. “She didn’t ask for the autograph.”

They have to blur it for the video, but underneath his perfectly practiced signature, Steve sends Eddie home with his number.

Alternatively my take 2. The kids get full VIP experience tickets for Corroded Coffin and they have to go Steve. Claudia doesn’t want to cramp their style so she’s out, but if they can’t find a certified adult to take them then Ted has been volunteered. Ted, Steve. He agrees to go because even if he can’t stand the idea of spending the night fighting a migraine during the flashing lights of a heavy metal concert, he also isn’t going to let the Party suffer the social repercussions that would be Ted Wheeler going.

But he decides if he’s going to go he’s going to have fun with it. The kids let him know that it’s a small VIP (for plot reasons) and every group gets a set amount of time with the group. He’s listened to them talk about what they’re bringing to get signed, what they’re going to say to the band to sound both cool and mature. Meanwhile, he’s taking inspiration from his own feed to come up with a plan that’s going to hopefully only annoy everyone a ‘God Steve why do we take you anywhere, but yeah okay that was pretty funny’ amount and not actually ruin the kids' time.

He doesn’t actually know anyone in the band, but the internet exists and as he goes down his rabbit hole, trying to find pictures that are suitably dweeby but also cute in a wholesome way, he realizes that oops the lead guitarist is super hot and also vaguely familiar.

The night of the concert comes and Steve goes into the VIP line with five photos for the four members. Pictures from so far down the Instagram timeline that an accidental like would get him put on a watchlist. He’s got a sophomore Gareth trying his blue steel in a selfie, a photo of Jeff from the one year he did marching band to get out of his gym credit, Freak in the suit vest he got for Junior prom, and Eddie at his most dramatic ‘it’s not a phase Wayne’ stage in high school.

Eddie absolutely thinks they’re being made fun of for a minute, it’s Jeff who laughs and breaks the tension first. Which is good because Steve had waited to bring out the second picture he brought, turns out he finally figured out why the hot guitarist looked and sounded so familiar, and he shows Eddie a picture from the summer camp they went to together where they had been inseparable. That one Eddie signs gladly, his messy signature blocking out the camp counselor they had both hated. Steve won’t let the kids see, he tells them it’s weird to see your heavy metal heroes when they were eight and still waiting to get the gap between their front teeth fixed with braces. But he really just doesn’t want them to see the number Eddie wrote there and the vague promise to have Steve over to catch up and see if they can make kids as cute as they were.

[doodle-do-wop]

Day 2!! Black Swan

Based off of a scene in @frizzle-mcshizzle 's fic White Noise on A03

Zooms under cut!

I did my best to really get the feeling of the scene! Bex unfortunately did not make it in the frame cause she was on the floor cause she dropped her spoon

[cyanide-sippy-cup]

Okay I'm just saying I haven't seen the new ep yet (I will like tomorrow) but like yknow, a Kryptonian attacks and Lex realizes none of his tech and weapons can do anything against this species so he decides to fight fire with fire aka Kryptonian with Kryptonian and ends up cloning Superman and we get Conner. Eh? Eh??

[barefeet-only]

I don’t know how many people have watched Dead Boy Detective (go watch it now, it’s really good) but I just think that more fics should have Danny using ghosts to intimidate people he’s interrogating like they did in episode 5. I just think that he could really pull off fucking with people super well by convincing them he has magic or powers (besides being half ghost) super well.