#long one but a good one

[valentinehorrors]

Drawn to you like you're drawn to me

(TW: Mikey POV, dude's kinda fucked up ngl, mental torture, just a sprinkle tho)

He could smell it, both literally and figuratively. It was absolutely thrilling, seeing Casey so shaky and paranoid. He could hear the cracks in the human's sanity, and could see the fear every time he realized he was being watched.

Mikey will admit, he thought Casey would question him more about his... more interesting abilities. But despite his sanity holding by a thread, the human was still not pushing, allowing Mikey to explain at his own pace, reveal at his own pace.

It was adorable.

God how he wanted to devour him whole.

If he didn't heal quicker than most, his tongue would be severely scarred by now. His own blood was meant to be a deterrent from his bestial thoughts and instincts but it was having less and less of an effect. And one human is to blame, good thing Mikey is very in control of his darker side.

...

He was hungry, he hadn't been able to hunt for a while. With the Kraang invasion looming over their heads, stress was high, his absence would've been noticeable. At least for his and his human's late night talks, he had an alibi. Casey would say whatever he wanted him to say after all.

Yes, Casey wouldn't even question it, just say whatever Mikey wants him to say. His obedient human, so precious, so stupid and all his.

He was so hungry, good thing he had impeccable control. He'll probably sneak out to eat a rat or two, but it's fine, he has it under control, it's fine.

He really did not like April.

She was annoying, and he didn't know her well enough to cast out his strings. At least she was fuel for strengthening Donnie's strings, that was the only thing she was good for.

And she was a brat. Her complaining almost made him want to break his mask just to shut her up.

And he hated how friendly she was with Casey. How she smiled at him, batted her eyelashes and flirted. At least Casey was very clearly joking, that gave him peace of mind. And when he admitted this, Casey even offered to stop it completely, how adorable. Casey cared so much for Mikey, yes he feared him, but there was care as well. Genuine care, not a joke, not just some game, genuine care.

He didn't like April. She shows interest in Donnie and in the same breath acts disgusted of him. She treats him like a toy. Using him like the entitled brat she is. Stringing him along with hope then leaving him out to dry.

And she wasn't too different with Casey, at least Casey didn't actually have those feelings, so he took all of it as a joke. But with Donnie, he was crushed and hurt every time.

He hated April. How dare she lay there, peacefully sleeping in their lair? Laid against a passed out Donnie, leading him on like she always does. Donnie for all his smarts is so very weak, all she has to do is bat her eyelashes, give him a kiss and he forgets it all the same.

Fucking brat.

He hated her.

It would be so easy, she slept over so often. Getting rid of her would be so easy. He wouldn't even eat her, he just wanted her gone. She didn't deserve the space in his stomach, she'd probably be disgusting anyway.

Michelangelo blacked out.

That hadn't happened in a while. Actually, it hadn't happened since he first ate a human.

It happened just like last time, he blinked and he was gone. Mikey found himself in a dark void, a twisted dark version of the dojo's tree stood high and large in the distance. The turtle himself was stood on an ocean of inky black that stretched on for eternity.

The second he saw the scenery, he knew what it meant.

"Fuck..."

Thankfully, he's not there long as the inky black thick waters dragged him back down underneath their depths.

When he came to, Casey was holding his wrist with one hand, the other was wrapped around the turtle, pulling him tight against the human. Said human was trembling, and that smell of fear...

Ah, that's what brought him back, that wonderful smell. He didn't even realize he was holding his kusarigama until he dropped it, Casey letting out a sigh of relief as he did.

There was only a beat after the sigh of silence before both human and turtle whispered to the other "we need to go." The sound of Mikey's kusarigama falling to the ground, caused Donnie to stir. They only heard a slight grunt from him before they were suddenly enveloped by the very shadows swimming beneath them.

The feeling was not unfamiliar for Mikey, he had used this ability before while both experimenting as well as hunting. But he'd never brought company before.

Shadow stepping is what Annabeth had called it once. The art of using shadows for transport, the shadows felt comfortable to him. Having his form enveloped and dragged through shadows never bothered him. Clearly, this was different for the human who was shaking horribly once they appeared on their usual rooftop.

Mikey immediately leapt into covering their tracks, digging into Casey's pocket and finding his phone. He then took out his own phone as he called himself from Casey's phone, answering the call and then hanging up. While doing this, the human hadn't let go of the turtle.

Once the explanation was set, Mikey's focus shifted back to his human who seemed deeply disturbed, and much colder than before, both explained his shaking. Hell, it looked like if Casey did let go he wouldn't be able to stand. The turtle wrapped his arms securely around his human.

"I have you..." He whispered, slowly lowering them so they were sitting on the rooftop, Casey needed some guiding as he struggled to move. "It's okay... You're okay... I'd never hurt you..."

He felt Casey's shaking breaths against his neck, the human was almost as cold as his brothers. Mikey's hand softly pet Casey's head, fingers running through his hair as he held his precious human.

"It might be dangerous if you're cold for too long Case..." Mikey said as he thought about getting Casey to his room. They were quite a ways, he could try carrying him but the human had quite the tight hold on him. Shadow stepping would take less than a second, especially considering Mikey was familiar with Casey's room.

Casey tried to talk, the turtle could feel him trying to move his mouth, but he was trembling so much that only whimpers left his throat. And the sound had Mikey feeling a variety of emotions, but it also led him to make his choice.

"Casey, can you nod your head?" It took a second, but Casey shakily managed to. "Okay. You need to get warm, and as much as I want to be the one to help you, I am aware that I can't. You need blankets and your room. What I just accidentally did is called shadow stepping. It'll only last a second and it'll get us to your room quick, are you ready?" Mikey explained fast and clearly.

Casey seemed to be thinking it over before he nodded. "Alright...three..."

The shadows around them became darker, more solid.

"...two..."

The darkness started to slowly flow up both of their bodies, rising like water, Casey shivered again, another whimper coming from him.

"Three."

And once again they were enveloped into the dark nothingness of shadows. In the blink of an eye, they were in Casey's room, Casey was shaking violently but was picked up effortlessly by the mutant(?)

The human was laid in bed but struggled to let go of his turtle. Mikey paused, first he took off his mask, letting it hang around his neck. He doesn't need it to drop his mask, but its visual significance is something he knows Casey appreciates.

"Casey, I need you to let go so you can properly get warm."

He shook his head. Mikey couldn't help the small genuine smile that took over his lips.

"Casey."

He shook his head again, his arms trying to pull him closer.

"Casey, you can barely move on your own, I need to cover you in blankets." He didn't stop the slight warmth that tinted his monotone voice from being known.

Casey just hugged him tighter.

Mikey just sighed and laid down with Casey, holding him as he tried to at least semi get a blanket on Casey. "I'm too cold for you Casey."

Casey shook his head again.

The turtle gave in and just held him. At least they were no longer outside, and Casey's room was warmer than outside.

Then again, Mikey was unnaturally cold.

Hm.

They lay there in silence for a few minutes, Mikey just feeling Casey's trembling slowly start to die down.

"Casey, not that I don't enjoy this, but maybe you would warm up faster without me."

"M-M-M-Mike..."

"Yes?"

"Sh-Shut the f-f-fuck up..."

Mikey's smile grew "Giving me attitude now?"

Casey flinched and looked up at Mikey.

Oh...

Now that was utterly precious. Casey's eyes were pools of horror. He was absolutely terrified, Mikey could practically see the thread of sanity in those gorgeous eyes. How it hung so precariously.

How Mikey wished he could reach in and cut it, witness as the human broke. He wanted to be the one to cause it, to see it.

Casey truly was his favorite plaything.

"P-Please..." Casey's voice was so small and vulnerable, it was music to his ears.

"What are you asking for?" He could see his own glowing eyes in the reflection of Casey's. He wasn't even hiding the unnatural icy glow, the white slits dilated like a cat observing its favorite toy.

"D-Don't... hurt her..."

Oh, Mikey had almost forgotten what had gotten them into this situation in the first place. It caused an involuntary laugh to come from him. Such a silly situation, and a silly notion, he'd never truly lose control like that. Yes, he did not like that human brat girl, but he would never risk his mask in such a ridiculous way.

He saw the confusion in Casey's eyes as he laughed. Adorable.

"Oh Casey... I'm so sorry you had to see that... I'm afraid it's the unfortunate side effect that happens when I'm hungry."

"Y-You're hungry...?" The fear was still there, but it lowered to the usual fear, though he still trembled from the cold.

"Yes." He had no doubt it was unsettling how he said this while brushing his hair out of his face, smile not leaving his face. "But don't worry, I have a hold on it."

"Yeah, c-cuz you almost k-killing my friend is, a h-hold on it..."

"I," He suddenly got closer to Casey's face, and he reveled at how the human flinched back, "just need to eat, and I'll be fine. But I appreciate how you worry for me." He knew that's not why Casey was worried, at least not mostly.

"But... w-why have ya not?" That curiosity that mixes with the human's fear appears. Mikey's pretty sure that it's part of the reason Casey stuck around, at least initially.

"I'm not sure if you've noticed, Jones. But we are dealing with an impending alien invasion for the second time now. My brothers, especially Donnie, are on high alert. Missing people bring alarm and even if I had you as my alibi, there's still a chance you would be found without me. Plus our T-phones are trackable, so even if the missing people weren't a problem, I'd have to bring you with me to ensure the alibi stands."

There was a pause as Casey processed the infodump. "But M-My phone ain't a T-T-phone."

"Casey dear, do you really think Donnie wouldn't be able to track your phone?"

Even through his fear, the blush that crept into Casey's cheeks was noticeable. "Kay... You got a p-point... So, how ya g-gonna eat? If you c-can't eat like usual..."

Mikey hummed as he idly played with Casey's hair, removing his bandanna from his head. "That is the question... Before we went to the surface I used to eat rats, maybe I'll just have a few of those... Maybe a cat... maybe some dogs... It's a pity too. I don't feel a lot often, but I admit I feel bad eating those poor creatures..."

Casey snorted, "You feel bad for stray dogs and cats but not for literal humans?"

"Of course not, many humans are absolute monsters, even worse than me. You don't count of course~" He practically cooed as he cupped Casey's cheek, feeling the soft skin, he was getting warmer, that was good.

"Not gonna lie, you're k-kinda right on that... p-people can suck ass..." There was a question in mind he wasn't voicing, he could see it bouncing around from behind those dark orbs.

He was avoiding his eyes now, he wanted to EAT HIM AND WATCH HIM CRY.

"Casey~" Mikey held the human's chin and made him look at him, "You know better than anyone I can tell when you have questions."

"You're... right..." Casey shivered as he looked Mikey in the eye. "Okay... Imma be honest Mike... I need to ask this...."

Casey took one more deep breath as he finally asked the question that's been on his mind since he witnessed the turtle tear apart and eat several thugs in front of him.

"What are you?"

And the demon in Mikey's head chuckled.

"Good luck." Annabeth sneered.

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

[kedreeva]

Following the author of The Last Unicorn on Facebook is the only thing that makes being on that site worthwhile.

(source)

[therealraewest]

Laios cuts the tags outta his clothes like an autistic king confirmed

[blueskittlesart]

Dear Big Brother

kind of a sequel to this comic

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

do you even remember the lives that you threw away like trash

continuation of this

[shoomlah]

Everyone saw Crowley dressed up as Nanny Ashtoreth and wondered what she'd look like as a mid-century pinup, right, all of us, not just me 😬

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[octarineblues]

supporting communities & people impacted by the Southport attack and the far-right riots in the UK

here is a list of community fundraisers I found, starting with those aiming to support the Southport community after the appalling attack at a children dance party, to the fundraisers helping those affected by the subsequent racist and Islamophobic far-right/nazi riots

Edited on 5 August to include Middlesbrough fundraisers. Edited on 6 August to correct the link on the Books for Spellow Lane fundraiser, to adjust the name change for the Belfast fundraiser, and to adjust the wording in the second last paragraph.

Southport:

Southport Strong Together Appeal - organised by the community foundation for Merseyside, for those affected by the Southport knife attack

United for Southport families - the funds will be distributed among the nine families of the children who were at the party

Swifties for Southport - a fundraiser for the Alder Hey Children's charity, which supports the victims and the affected families, as well as first responders and clinicians. Extra funds will also support the wider Southport community

Fundraiser for the Southport Mosque - a fundraiser to aid rebuilding or possibly re-locating the Southport Mosque after the damages it suffered during the riots

Rebuilding Windsor Mini Mart - fundraiser to rebuild the locally-owned grocery store that was targeted during the attacks, broken into, and looted

Liverpool:

Fundraiser for the Spellow Hub - the Spellow Hub was broken into, looted and set on fire at night during the riots. The Spellow Hub is a newly created one-of-a-kind (in the UK) institution, which consists of a library as well as a community centre with a mission to help people get education and pathways to work

Books for Spellow Lane - another fundraiser for the library in the Spellow Hub, to replace the books and rebuild the library there edit: included the correct link

Hartlepool:

Fundraiser for the Nasir Mosque - the Nasir Mosque was attacked following Southport riots; this fundraiser is organised by Hartlepool citizens to help the mosque deal with the damages as well as to show appreciation for the role of the mosque in the community. edit: the funds will be also distributed to the local community!

Rebuilding the Farm Shop - the shop was targeted during the riots, and when the owner and his son tried to protect it, they were also violently attacked. The fundraiser is to help fix the damages to the store.

Sunderland:

help rebuild Citizens Advice Sunderland offices after arson - two of the Citizens Advice Sunderland offices were set on fire during the riots, and one of them is completely destroyed.

Hull:

Hull Help for Refugees - a local fundraiser to support the Hull Help for Refugees charity, the donated money will be re-distributed to community members affected by the riots

Fundraiser for Hull Help for Refugees and Welcome House in Hull - collected money will be donated to the two charities

Belfast:

help fix racially motivated damages - originally the fundraiser for the Sahara Shisha Cafe which was targeted by the far right in Belfast during the riots, now a fundraiser for all affected businesses in the area. edited to reflect the change of the name of the fundraiser to avoid any confusion

Middlesbrough:

Supporting residents after the riots - Middlesbrough has suffered so much during the riots, lots of businesses as well as just regular family homes were vandalised, had their windows smashed or even were broken into. This fundraiser wants to distribute the funds between affected people to help them fix the damages, and to generally support the local community. the newest fundraiser, imo potentially the most urgent one

Fundraiser for a Care worker's car which was set on fire - a car belonging to an employee of a care agency was set on fire during the riots while he was on shift at a care home.

If you want to donate locally but there is no fundraiser to support where you live, consider donating to your local charities oriented towards Muslim or PoC communities, or towards anti-racist and refugee organizations! And go support your local Muslim/Arab/Black/Asian/Refugee owned businesses!

If you have any information about other local fundraisers, feel free to add to the post or don't hesitate to let me know and I will add them here! We have seen so much hate in the past few days, we have to stay strong and keep supporting each other!

Stay safe everyone 💛

[magicomens]

First >> Prev

I could say that realizing every artist's dream of completing a project like this wasn't easy, and while it's true, I must thank you all once again for encouraging me with your sweet comments and messages. It's thanks to you that a one-part punchline became a full 202 pages (!!!) story.

Now that it's over and if you still aren't tired of my shenanigans, you can follow my main blog (and see my yearly Snowlin Halloween illustration soon!).

As for the Magic Omens AU, please give me a moment to catch my breath and I'll start preparing the digital release (with bonus drawings) that will be downloadable from kofi!

To the Merlin fans who are keeping the fandom alive, to the Good Omens fans (I'm sure the 90 minutes finale will be great, even if we won't get a full season! stay hopeful!!) and to the fans of both shows for constantly enabling my silly idea,

thank you! <3

[raynewolferune]

DC x DP Prompt: Bruce is bad at emoting but at least ghosts are empathic (too bad bat kids are not)

Was reading Twincognito on AO3 when I stumbled across this gem again:

~

" “Danny, Tim. I was just…checking in. Is everything alright?” Curse his inability to make meaningful conversation when it wasn’t a life or death situation.

They glanced at each other and shrugged.

Then Danny hauled himself out of the bed and walked over to Bruce.

Bruce tried not to let too much excitement show on his face. "

~

Now I really want to read a story where Bruce adopts Danny post Meta trafficking and is being his usual emotionally constipated self. His kids keep getting mad at him because he's treating their new meta brother who was trafficked poorly (generally being stilted in conversation with him, walking away hurriedly mid-conversation, avoiding Danny when he's feeling really awkward, etc). They think Bruce is discriminating against Danny for being a civilian, meta, dealer's pick, but really it's just Bruce being horribly socially awkward. Danny knows this because of ghost empathy and find the whole thing hilarious. The whole thing comes to a head with the Bat Kids staging an intervention in the Bat Cave.

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[rogerdeakinsdp]

CINEMA'S BEST SWEATERS — Part 1 (Part 2)

Basic Instinct (1992) · Let's Make Love (1960) · Scream (1996) · The Big Lebowski (1998) · Lucky Number Slevin (2006) · A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984) · The Holiday (2006) · The Devil Wears Prada (2006) · While You Were Sleeping (1995) · Home Alone (1990) · Good Will Hunting (1997) · 21 (2008) · Sweet November (2001) · Knives Out (2019) · How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) · Ocean's 8 (2018) · The Matrix (1999) · Mystic Pizza (1988) · Bridget Jones's Diary (2001) · Clueless (1995) · House of Gucci (2021) · The Lighthouse (2019) · When Harry Met Sally... (1989) · Awake (2007)

[dingledraw]

A short comic about Crowley’s hair🐍

[wanderer-clarisse]

early morning sunlight at Bag End

[hrokkall]

"Sad Cat Poem" by Spencer Madsen