#no matter the universe

[notdysfunk]

Sorry lethal company has kinda taken over my days teehee i have sm art of my lethal sona but yere is lethal company sun????

[quackquackcey]

“Mieszko”

regarding this reblog on the fic I just posted:

sAME OMG HARD SAME 🤝🤝🤝

One of my alltime favorite headcanons is that Derek calls Stiles by the nickname “Mieszko” so I insert that into literally all my fics I think lmao 🤌

I like to imagine through any & all AUs or canon divergences that Stiles has only ever let 1 person in his life call him by his first name, & that person was his mom. Ever since then, his first name is offlimits, stored away in the dredges of his mind that he keeps buried because it’s too painful otherwise—until Derek.

It’s an innocent question that Derek asks at some point in their relationship, “What’s your first name?”, & Stiles tells him of course, playing it casual, steadying his heartbeat from the panic that automatically accompanies it now. It feels rusty on his tongue now, & it tastes a little like blood, but the way Derek echoes him, turning the word on his tongue with wonder, somehow soothes him & squeezes his chest at the same time.

He never tells Derek about his hangups with his first name, of course. He says he prefers Stiles because it’s short, simple, feels more like him, plus he doesn’t have to explain how to pronounce it to literally everyone—all of which are also true.

Nothing really changes. Derek still calls him Stiles.

Until it does change, and randomly, reserved for quiet moments, for mundane everyday moments, Derek begins calling him “Mieszko” from time to time. When he makes Stiles coffee, when he greets Stiles in the morning, when he snuggles with Stiles in his arms and when he keeps Stiles in his bed.

Stiles’ heart races everytime. At first he thinks it’s from panic, dread—remnants of those last memories of his mom—& he doesn’t know what to do about it or what to tell Derek.

But then he realizes it’s not that.

It’s fear. It’s longing. It’s joy. All in one, like a flashing warning signal that he’s let someone get closer to him than ever, let someone inside his walls of sarcastic wit and jokes that he’s not even completely aware he put up.

Derek wakes up in the morning with bleary eyes, limbs entangled amidst Stiles’, & murmurs a sleepy “‘Morning, Mieszko,” & Stiles wants to cry.

The more Derek calls him that, the more it dawns on him. It feels intimate. It feels raw.

And despite it all, it feels…safe, & Stiles knows what that means. He’s long passed that warning signal. Before he knew it, home has become inside Derek’s arms. Home has become the way Derek calls his first name, that personal nickname that he’d never let anyone else use.

His heart never fails to skip a beat when he hears Derek murmur “Mieszko” in that rough, velvet voice of his, always soft, always tender, no matter how much time passes or how many times Derek calls him by that name. His chest squeezes and his body warms.

Sometimes he wants to cry.

Other times he wants to laugh, because perhaps the best part is that Derek has no clue about any of this, how much it means to him.

No, for Derek, calling him “Mieszko” is simply another way of his many ways of expressing his wholehearted affection, never holding anything back because despite all that Derek has suffered, he doesn’t know how to hold back, still oh-so-soft on the inside.

And Stiles loves him all the more for it.

thank you for listening to my TED talk, im not normal about this LMAO ndsnnssj

[dykobra-kid]

– You called my name.

– You came.

[buubonita]

I've been thinking a lot about what an interaction between Killer and Noelle would be like :P

Blaming this amazing art that i cannot get out of my head since i saw it. I am obssesed with it. I imagined a whole terrifying context around it even.

Id like to write it but i need to adjust the way i write Killer because i still dont like it.

[offorestsongs]

romantic secrets

ah. so. this is a little ficlet for Sheep's (@natsukishinomiyaswife) fic series Into the Yumeverse! i know i already drew art for it but the idea couldn't leave my head and i didn't think i could execute it as well with art. hope this is okay dhgfjgjjfjg

Lysander would love it if the universe would stop putting him in situations. He has had enough situations for all his days. There must be people out there who felt that their lives were boring and nothing interesting ever happened to them — Lysander would gladly donate some of his situations to their cause! 

His current situation was this: he was sitting on the grass in the courtyard with Rook, which wouldn't be out of the ordinary if not for the fact that the universe Lysander currently resided in was some weird version of Twisted Wonderland moved slightly to the left (Twister Wonderland? No. That was awful). 

A version with a completely different magicless human girl thrown into the chaos (Lydia, who by all accounts seemed like a sweetheart), without Lysander’s beloved Ramshackle or even more beloved awful cat-beast-son.

Now the first chaos seemed to settle down a bit and so, with a lot of blushing and stumbling around, Lysander had explained to Rook the gist of the relationship the two of them had back in Lysander’s universe.

Rook seemed to react to the information the same way he reacted to every other curiosity that caught his attention; he asked questions and listened intently, and waxed poetically about whatever Lysander had said.

“Ah, what a beautiful tale. I hardly ever imagined somebody would be able to capture my heart,” Rook said. He was looking at Lysander with the same burning curiosity as back when they had first started talking — he was assessing Lysander, almost trying to see through him.

Maybe Rook really couldn’t imagine how he could ever end up with somebody like Lysander. Maybe—

Lysander stopped the thought before he could ever properly formulate it. It was too silly to even entertain, an echo of insecurities that Lysander should’ve been long past. If there was one thing that he had learned from their relationship, it was that Rook never did anything if he didn’t want to. If they were together, that was only because for Rook, it was the most right thing to do.

“I know,” Lysander replied, smiling. Suddenly, he became pointedly aware of the strangeness of their situation. Just this once, it was Lysander who knew so much about Rook, while Rook was still trying to make a judgment call on Lysander.

Lysander’s smile grew bigger. Oh, it seemed like such a silly thing to do — he really shouldn’t be playing tricks on people or mess with their reactions. But… Rook was always teasing him, maybe it was time to finally take revenge.

Maybe the saying was true — when in Rome, you had no other choice but to do as Romans did.

Heart pounding in his ribcage, Lysander raised his head. “You know what else I know?” he asked, and before Rook could reply, he went on: “You named your first arrow Salamander because it was the first animal you’ve caught.”

As stupid as Lysander felt at that moment, he couldn’t deny the sense of satisfaction that curled up in his chest seeing Rook’s eyes widen in surprise

“And,” Lysander continued. “You used to eat poisonous plants as a kid so you would get immune to them. Your biggest scar is on your left hip; you tried to sew the wound by yourself, but it went badly. You used to not be able to fall asleep without a plush lion.”

He watched Rook’s expression slowly turn from surprise to curiosity to delight.

“My! What a curious little flower you are! Maybe I can see how you have managed to ensnare my affections. But, Monsieur Fleur, you should know that it is dangerous to show all your knowledge so freely. You never know how somebody could take it.”

Lysander’s cheeks turned pink. “Who said that’s all my knowledge?” he replied, with more bravado than he expected of himself. “And I trust you, even in a different universe.”

No— Wait— Why did he even say that?! That was… bad. Way too forward. Way too… everything. Regret washed over Lysander immediately.

Overcome with a profound feeling of shame and embarrassment, Lysander hid his face in his hands — he could feel just how hot his cheeks were.

“Non, Monsieur Fleur, don’t curl up your petals now! As foolish as it might be, I am honoured to have your trust.”

Lysander hid his face even more, his hair falling to the sides like curtains. “No! I am not talking about this anymore! One more word and I’m running away!”

He could hear Rook’s laughter. “Ah, then I will just have to chase after you. Shouldn’t you know I don’t give up so easily?”

Ah. Well. Lysander just couldn’t win, could he?

[cinlat]

She won most shots okay...

[spartasghost15]

Black and white First Class Wonderbeast + a mini Jubilee? Don't mind if I do.

Don't mind the fact that I accidently made Simon's skin darker in the mini ones

[faenemy]

reading the batman 66' comic and why do so many women keep kissing Robin?? leave my boy alone he's been through enough 😭

[neuro-stasis]

"Petals falling is just another part of a flower's life cycle. Even so, it still pains me to see flowers wither."

"Upon further reflection, maybe it's not so bad after all."

[pragmatic-optimist]

Recently, I was in the tags for Set It Up (2018 rom com masterpiece) queuing some sets and saw this awesome Hangster Set It Up AU gifset. 

When it was posted, a fic had yet to be written. Fast forward to April 2023, and I’m here to say the Hangster Set It Up universe is a go. 🙌🏽

Chapter 1 of Cause of Action by @welcometololaland is up on ao3! 😎

[thesummonerandthehelgeneral]

[captain-elixir]

Gay gay gay lesbians gay

[zerogravityinq]

The only downside is the shipping of Barbara and Bruce. Like Mr Timm WTAF.

Reasons why the Batman the animated series is the best batman media to date and trumps any and all recent comics:

It's where Harley Quinn was birthed into existence

Batman and Robin have an amazing father son relationship

The rogues are honestly so well done here it's amazing. Like, if you want to see something traumatizing you watch this universe stuff. The Joker Jr from Batman beyond? Amazing (yes they're included in this)

Batman actually solves crimes and tries to give it to the police not just take matters into his own hands. He does often say 'it's up to Gordon now,' showing he knows where his jusristiction lies. He knows where to hand it off in order for these people to actually be arrested.

It focuses on helping people.

Piggybacking off that more than once does Bruce go and visit harvey. He helps the rogues when a warden is abusing his power. he stops a maniacal doctor from abusing his patients. He wants to help Harley when shes out of Arkham

It shows character growth from both heros and villains. One of the most heartbreaking things is watching Harvy or Nygma admit they're not ready to be out yet. I love seeing that the villains themselves know when they need help.

Joker is possibly the best one there is in this universe. Mark Hamil really brought it to the table.

The art style is amazing

We get new and different villains. Like the actress who thought she was ugly.

The ventriloquist. I feel like we've forgotten about him.

Nuanced villains. Ivy. Selina. Victor Freis.

Amazing origin stories for some

Dick finding his parents killer

Alfred's sass.

I dont know. Theres so much more and it honestly is one of the best batman media's out there. Its what made me like batman. It's what Batman should be and I hate the direction modern comic writers have taken him.

Even JLA was amazing. The animated verse is the best verse.

[riddleboxez]

SEGAAAAAA LET STONE GO APESHIT AND MY LIFE IS YOURSSS

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[keferon]

So. Mecha pilot Jazz? Anyone?

Based on this post

I decided I don’t want to pull any aesthetic from Evangelion because I don’t really remember Evangelion haha I can’t navigate its world building.

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