#mod GHOST

[cookiescribble]

Flufftober Day 22: “Wait, you love me?” “I always have”

(alternative to Heirloom from last year’s favorites list)

A/N: apologies if this is shit, post con ghost is sad and drained today. Also, I watched a very specific episode of X-Men ‘97 that made me want to write happy Gambit so here that is. - mod ghost

Ship: Remy LeBeau x Mutant GN!Reader

Summary: After a particularly nasty fight, Remy lands in the Mansion’s Medical Lab on painkillers

You and Remy usually weren’t on separate missions, but on this occasion, you were and he had gotten hurt. So, like any person who cared about their boyfriend as deeply as you do, you rushed back to the Mansion to make sure he was okay.

He was asleep when you got there, a thick bandage wrapped around his forehead and the blanket tucked up to his chin. You stepped closer to him until you were at his bedside, the steady beeping of the EKG oddly comforting in this situation.

“He’ll be fine, dear, just needs some rest.” Hank assured you, patting your shoulder before leaving the two of you alone. He seemed to be able to tell that you needed it, to just be with Remy.

You sat with him for hours, one of your hands holding his and the other slowly rubbing back and forth on his chest while being careful of the bandage that was strapped there.

“Petite, my partner’s gonna have a word or two wit’ you if they see you rubbin’ up on me like dat.” Gambit spoke up suddenly, looking up at you from where he lay with his dark eyes.

You pause to chuckle as you realize what he said, shaking your head at him, “I am your partner.” There was a brief moment of silence as he looked you over, his EKG suddenly getting much faster and louder then slowing back to its normal pace as he calmed back down with a quiet utterance of “Oh…”

“You’re lucky I love you.” You couldn’t contain your laughter, your hand moving from his chest to his hair to gently card through it.

“Wait, you love me?” He emphasized your words, realizing the gravity of what you’d said before even you. Which was somewhat incredible, given his current state. It was the first time you’d ever said that to him.

You didn’t want to freak him out right now, though, so you nodded as your hand continued its trek through his long red hair, “Damn straight, I always have.” You confirmed, leaning forward to gently kiss his forehead, “but go back to sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up. Beast’s orders that you get rest.”

“Forget the ol’ coot right now, chère, I have more important matters on my mind.” He grabbed your shoulder before you could fully pull back from kissing his forehead, tugging you back down to press your lips to his. It was soft and sweet, a contrast to how he usually kissed you when he’d arrive home from a mission, though it was brief since he was still aching. “Gambit loves you very much, chère. Remember it.”

“I will, swamp rat. But only if you get some sleep.” You teased him, covering his eyes with your hand to make him laugh.

“Alright, okay, fine. C’mere, though.” Remy tugged on your arm until you were laying down beside him, his arm wrapped around your shoulders as he adjusted the blanket to compensate both of you.

“Remy—“ You tried to stop him, but eventually gave in as he cut off any protests you were about to give him.

“Don’ worry about Hank, I’ll take it up wit him. I missed my chère and he’ll have to deal wit dat.” Gambit tutted, pressing a kiss to your forehead just like you had his and kept you held close to his side as the pain meds eventually won out. Pushing him back to sleep and getting the rest he so badly needed. You didn’t disturb him, letting him rest and slowly falling asleep yourself as you rested your head against his chest.

[tadczine]

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[borderline-culture-is]

bpd culture is that their tone slightly changed, and they absolutely hate me now, they didnt mark their tone so theyre mad but dont want to tell me. and now everything feels wrong and im so desperate to just break down bc wow if you hate me then who the fuck else is gonna love me?? absolutely fucking no one.

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[terrible-quirk-ideas]

√√π47 50 ¥0~ 7π1=% 0{ ≠¥ §~1®%

833= 70|5 ≠4=¥ 71≠3$ 7π47 17$ $π177¥ |0|

— @triflingcollusion

{ [ ooc ] "what do you think of my quirk" "been told many times that its shitty lol" }

...What the fuck is this? There's not a single real letter in this quirk. Do you have friends? Do you talk to people like this? Do they understand you?!? Some of these symbols don't even begin to match the letter I'm assuming you're using.

You know how this reads to me?

"What so yo- tni-x oC Y s-irx bee- tois -4-y Ti-es that its shitty lol" ...And that's after a good few minutes of staring at it.

Kind of fitting the only legible part is you admitting that your quirk is shit.

I'm not giving ratings but if I did, your quirk would be in the negatives. Change it. What the actual fuck?!

-Mod Ghost

[the-otleus-parlor-archived]

(Idv-thespians) “I know Amy very well, but I’m not as familiar with the other people here. May I have your name?” From Liam (feel free to throw anyone ehe)

"...my name is Tomie. The others aren't here right now, and they won't be for a while. Well, besides the pink plague."

[narutorarepaireventhub]

As promised, here is the event calendar for 2024!

Don't worry, there will be a linked to this on the pinned post once it has been made

-Mod Ghost

[beforus-for-real-justice]

Didnut youn gunys kick him off for beinug tealkinu?? What’s got people so conufunsed. Like he’s junst gonue, it’s nuot that deep.

Nø. Hę’s strãïght ūp dęãd.

[a-narcissistic-oath]

(Idv-thespians) “You look rather different, though vaguely familiar. May I have your name?” From Liam

"... excuse me, do you have an appointment? I'm in the middle of preparing a student's piano lesson."

[clubrougefanzine]

hi!! I found out this zine from someone reblogging a promo, and was interested to know what it entails/what it's about? I can vaguely guess, but I missed the interest check so im not aware of any themes, possible concepts, etc. I was curious to ask before possibly applying :] (hopefully this makes sense!!)

Why, of course, darling! I'm positively delighted to fill you in on all the juicy details. This is a zine run by yours truly, Rouge the Bat, featuring many of my friends, allies, etc in various fashion mediums as you so wish! If, for example, you'd like to draw hmm.. let's say Shadow in a rather dashing outfit, write about a fashion-filled story, or anything else fashionable enough to bring onto my magazine, then this is just the right zine for you!

We will be donating the profits we receive from this zine to charity. You'll all get more details on that when we officially announce it, promise.

Additionally, I'd like to add that me and my crew are collabing with the lovely people over at @sonicfashionweek. So I do hope that you, as well as many others, head on over to their event as all!

Thank you so much, dear, for the question! Have a wonderful rest of your day!

xoxo, Rouge <3

[medics-of-delphi]

[Log 1, solar cycle 3]

This is a page dedicated to the medic team of Delphi.

The main author of this blog is Blade, a frontline medic recently retired from the Wreckers. Post Garrus-9.

You will be able to interact with the medic team of Delphi consisting of:

- Blade

- First Aid

- Pharma

- Ambulon

- ???

Important tags

#answers - will be used for answering asks

#Delphi - used for any unprompted updates given by the medics

#fun - anything not related to Delphi, but the medics wanted to share

#[name] - tagging who authored the post

Thank you for standing by, your patience is not taken for granted.

Author’s note:

Hey! Thanks for coming to support my first ask blog. This story is IDW based but it diverts from canon. I’m willing to interact with other ask blogs if you DM me first!

This blog follows a general story I have in mind, so there will be some story beats here and there.

I was heavily inspired to create this thanks to @ambu1on I’m not associated with them, but I do think their work is great (ambulon is best boi) so go support them too!!

[snow-capped-graphics]

"Excuse me, hello! I'm looking for a Vallorie, do you happen to know her?" (@tatya-time) (NYELLO)

“… you are talking to her. Who… are you, if I may ask?”

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Flufftober Day 20: Paw

A/N: i was half tempted to write this one about Gambit with his cats because we met A.J. LoCascio but i love Dick and Haley entirely too much i’m so sorry - mod ghost

Ship: Dick Grayson x GN!Reader

Summary: Waking up in the middle of the night to a fluffy surprise

You were mostly still asleep when you felt how cold the bed had gotten. Dick must’ve still been out doing his thing as Nightwing then. You shifted and started to get up, rubbing your eyes as you heard the familiar sounds of him getting home.

But then you heard a bark.

That wasn’t usually a sound you heard in your apartment, considering there were no dogs in it, so you were about to investigate when light from outside the room started to shine in. The room was pitch black other than some street lights, since it was the middle of the night, so all you saw was Dick’s silhouette as he opened the bedroom door.

“Hey, sorry…did I wake you up?” Dick, still fully dressed as Nightwing minus the mask, greeted you as he stepped in the door and closed it behind him. He had both of his hands behind his back, clearly holding something that he was hiding from you.

“It’s okay, you didn’t. But what do you have behind your back?” You asked as he stepped closer, clearly watching him struggle with whatever it was. You could’ve sworn you even heard a soft but distinctly dog-like whimper from behind him.

“…Nothing.” Dick grinned, trying to seem innocent.

Another bark, though much louder now, proved that that was a lie.

“Do you have a dog?” You raised an eyebrow and crossed your arms, chuckling at your silly boyfriend.

“…Possibly.” Dick’s grin was more sheepish than before, which made it obvious that he was definitely hiding a dog behind his back.

“Dick, show me the dog! I wanna see the dog, gimme.” You shuffled toward him as he stood at the end of the bed, holding your arms out once you were sitting on your knees in front of him.

“Okay, fine, but be warned; she’s very cute.” He pulled the puppy from behind his back, revealing a three-legged gray and white pitbull who immediately pushed herself from Dick’s hand into your arms.

You caught her immediately, petting her as she licked at your face which made you laugh. “Oh my god, she’s adorable! Where did you get her??”

“She was getting attacked by some bullies on the street because she’s only got three of her legs,” he scratched the top of her head as he spoke, “so I did as any vigilante worth his salt would do, I saved her.”

“Can we keep her??” You asked excitedly, your eyes briefly leaving the dog to look at him.

“I don’t see why not?? She doesn’t have a collar or anything. I kinda may have already picked out a name for her, too.” He laughed, watching how you interact with the puppy with the look of an idiot in love.

“Really?? What is it?” You weren’t at all surprised that he’d already become that attached to her, Dick had the biggest heart of anyone you’d known.

“Haley, I think it really suits her.” Dick spoke fondly, petting her back as she settled in your lap.

“Aww, I really like that. Welcome to the apartment, Haley Grayson.”

[the-owl-and-the-sun]

“… You can’t have this fan. I found it first. Flock off.” … “Are you here, to worship your new god? Kneel.”

[ Boreal Owl and The Captive are now accepting asks! ] || [ The askblog is open, yippee! ]

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- Rules are all the same across my blogs 🫶

- Roleplay asks are perfectly fine! I even encourage you, it would be extremely funny 🤭

- I’m not taking this blog very seriously! It was a uh *checks watch* 1 am yami moment for my friends Clown and Beth 🥺

- Boreal Owl and The Captive are based in an AU titled the Butterfly God AU ^^ in connection with my wife’s own nightwatch blog and my own Resilience of Bamboo blog 😊 got permission from my wife to create this silly heheh

- Will mostly be a mix of text and art doodles 🫶 it’s mostly headcanons filled with canon components (insert tracy happy here)

- oughhh sobs

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Basic Muse Information || “Boreal Owl”

Name: “Ithaqua”

AU identity progression: Boreal Owl (we are here) -> ??? -> Morningstar

Age: 16 (Boreal Owl) -> 26 (Morningstar)

Pronouns: He/They

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Basic Muse Information || “The Captive”

Name: Nathaniel “The Sun God”

AU identity progression: “The Sun God” (we are here) -> The Captive

Age: 16 (“The Sun God”) -> 26 (The Captive)

Pronouns: He/Him

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Uhhh here have a silly 😊

[borderline-culture-is]

(suspected) BPD Culture is constantly needing to be physically connected to your favorite person to stay at least somewhat emotionally grounded

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[terrible-quirk-ideas]

Out of the hospicull, lmao.

-Mod Ghost

[the-otleus-parlor-archived]

yeets bastard shiloh over. tomie mama come come

“…my my, what’s with the sudden influx of guests? I went from peacefully having none to having two. Can I help you with anything?”