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[thebongomediaempire]

FINALLY the truth comes out..!

[bloom161]

This might be a hot take but can Mrs.Flood just be Mrs.Flood who knows what a TARDIS is cause she lived in London all her life, where alien shit is happening at least once a year and is always accompanied by the doctor and a strange police box.

Yk the doc aren’t as subtle as they think they are, word gets around as to what the box actually is.

[sophsun1]

#me in any social situation

[rodanmusic]

Steve Reich - Nagoya Marimba (HNNY Edit)

[greenglowinspooks]

Honestly I think the fics where Danny’s a Kryptonian have a lot of potential, so here’s me throwing my hat into the ring

Danny was born a human. He was born to two loving (though slightly neglectful) human parents in the painfully mundane state of Illinois.

Then, he died, but he didn’t do it right. He became a Halfa; too alive to be a ghost, but too dead to be human.

Then, through strange, uncontrollable circumstances, that changed as well.

He had been heavily injured, missing a large percentage of body mass, and was at the cusp of either dying fully or just fading from existence.

(Perhaps it was an ordinary fight. Perhaps it was the GiW, or his parents. Perhaps it was a simple accident. That didn’t matter now.)

He fled, phasing through the ground, trying to bury himself as deep as possible.

(Perhaps he didn’t want to be unmasked in death. Perhaps that was already too late, and he just wanted his body be able to rest in peace.)

Unfortunately for him, he was in Metropolis, and ended up in a secret genetics lab below the earth.

Danny detransformed, completely exhausted, falling onto a table covered in different labeled specimen containers. He closed his eyes, and prepared himself for what would happen next.

And… nothing.

Slowly, cautiously, he opened his eyes.

Danny sat up, brushing off the foul-smelling liquid from the specimen jars, petri dishes, and assorted vials.

He felt…fine.

No, better than fine. He felt normal. Healthy.

He felt like he wasn’t missing most of his internal organs anymore.

Danny looked down at his stomach, and saw that the wounds that were killing him had completely disappeared.

(The blood blossoms, if there had been any, were still there, but they no longer hurt. At most, they itched a little, or maybe just tickled a bit.)

He wanted to question what in the hell had just happened, but he didn’t want to jinx it. He just quietly changed back to Phantom, going invisible and phasing out of wherever he had found himself in, ignoring the loud alarm system that had begun to blare when he broke the samples on that table.

Life mostly went back to normal after that.

If, like Danny, you ignored all the physical changes in a valiant effort to remain in denial that something was horribly wrong.

His skin was tougher, now; he didn’t get scrapes or cuts, even when he accidentally fumbled a knife while trying to cook. His ghost form was stronger, too; he was barely knocked down by his old rogues anymore.

He could fly, even in his human form. Though, admittedly, the flight was much different. It was like using a muscle he hadn’t known existed beforehand. He didn’t just ignore gravity or wind resistance, though he felt more graceful in the air now than he ever did as Phantom.

There were more powers popping up, lasers and cold breath, x-ray vision and super strength. His lungs and heart were larger, and he could handle temperatures much easier. He didn’t have to transform to handle the pressure and cold of space anymore.

His reaction time had improved, becoming much faster than ever before. His senses were much stronger, and he had even seemed to gain a sense of electric fields, like a shark.

The only thing that separated him from a Kryptonian was that he had developed electrokenesis, which he had never seen any of them use on TV.

So, surely, he was fine.

Everything was normal, he hadn’t been transformed by alien DNA in a sketchy lab, he had just had a really weird and specific metagene activation.

—

Clark Kent, Kal-El, was panicking.

It had been around a month and a half since a particularly brutal fight between Intergang and an unknown assailant, and it seemed that Intergang was determined to draw out whoever had scorned them.

Their method of doing this, of course, was trying to level the city.

He and Jon were doing their best to stop them, but with both Kon and Zor-El away on their own business, it was difficult.

And by difficult, he meant almost impossible.

Slowly but surely he was driving them back, but not without massive amounts of damage to the city, especially with only Jon on dedicated rescuing duty.

He was distracted, trying to draw a group away from a heavily occupied building, when a projectile hit him in the back of the head.

The world spun for a moment, and then it went black.

(It was, probably, then, some sort of Kryptonite-metal alloy. Intergang at its finest.)

He woke slowly, forcing his eyes open. He felt like he had been hit by an eighteen wheeler.

Clark jolted up, preparing for the worst.

To his shock, though, the city hadn’t been reduced to rubble while he was out.

Jon seemed to still be working on evacuation, either unaware that he had went down or forcing himself to focus on the task at hand.

Then, a lightning-quick figure flew into view, and Clark’s mind went blank.

He thought, for a moment, that Kara was back. But, no, that wasn’t right, she was supposed to be off-planet for another week or so.

Besides, this new figure didn’t move like her. They were lankier and more slender, and they flew quicker than any member of his family.

Their powerset was different, too; they focused mainly on using blasts of ice and electricity to drive enemies back, only occasionally using their strength or lasers—ones which came from their hands instead of their eyes.

He had woken up at the tail end of the fight, it seemed. The remaining Intergang members were fleeing from the mysterious metahuman.

They stayed in the sky, motionless, watching them leave.

As if they could sense him staring, they turned.

They were small, still clearly young. Probably around Kon’s age, or maybe even younger.

Instead of the colorful clothing he had inherited from his family, the stranger wore black and white clothes which looked similar to a hazmat suit, their face covered by some sort of gas mask.

Interestingly enough, instead of the S-shape crest that he was so used to seeing, the stranger wore the letter D on his chest.

Kal’s heart sped up.

From up in the sky, he heard the stranger’s heart, on the left instead of the right, speed up in return.

But before he could say a word to them, they sped off, disappearing into the deep blue sky.

[asha-mage]

A SVSSS fic I want to write one day is Airplane and Shen Yuan being ejected from the System and sent back to the mundane world, but with the difference that Shen Yuan's 'edits' to the story have been retroactively applied to PiDW and as a result it's gone from 'top story in a hyper specific web culture niche' to 'international sensation with a Netflix adaption in the works'.

Keyly, PiDW is still told largely from the PoV of Luo Binghe- so neither he nor the audience is at all aware that it's now Isekai story. Instead it's billed as this heady romantic drama about prejudice, the passage of time, and redemption- where a big part of the appeal is trying to piece together the otherwise enigmatic Shen Qingqiu's motives.

Was he harsh on Binghe initially because of he sensed/knew about Binghe's demon heritage (as it's now possible to find hints that he may have in fact known all along)? Or because he saw Binghe's potential and wanted to do the tough-love training thing? Or was it because he was trying to chase Binghe away from Cultivation because he knew it would lead Binghe to misery one day? Did he throw Binghe into the Abyss because he was genuinely shocked and disgusted by the Demon reveal? Or because he knew Binghe would be killed if he stayed and he was trying to 'protect' him? Or was it because he genuinely wanted Binghe to fulfill his demon Emperor destiny and thought a clean break would do it? The fandom has no idea but lovvvvvves arguing about it.

This all leads to things coming full circle, as Cucumber, sounding like an absolute insane person, is left to rant online about how the obvious answer is that Shen Qingqiu was Isekai'd earlier in the story and replaced by a completely different person- a theory which is mocked to the point of memery, and leads to Cucumber being dunked on endlessly, no matter how much evidence he brings up or how many essays he writes.

[hailsatanacab]

"Well, this is a bad idea," Tim says, hands on his hips as he surveys the mess they’ve made in the cave.

"Nah," Danny replies, twirling his screwdriver in the air in what is probably meant to be an impressive trick to inspire confidence, except he fumbles it and it clangs to the floor loudly, "we good. If a younger version of myself hasn't come forward in time to stop me, how bad can it be?"

"Shouldn't it be the other way round?"

"What?"

"Normally, it's an older version of yourself going backwards in time to stop you, right?"

"Not in my experience."

Danny's grin is impossibly feral and a shiver runs up Tim's spine.

"This is definitely a bad idea."

[nukbody]

Resident lover reminded me of my true priority in life which is pulling milfs

[katiachausheva]

Kissing the light

[slerixx]

10 stages of love ! — wind breaker

featuring. sakura haruka, suo hayato, kaji ren, umemiya hajime x f!reader (more tba) content. fluff, sfw, lower case, lots of teasing, mutual pining, brief mention of ume's past (not a major spoiler), corny confessions, slight angst, some are in denial, misunderstanding, jealousy; (will be updated as the series progresses) synopsis. welcome to “10 stages of love”, a series where the windbreaker boys take on a journey through the intricate phases of romance with you! experience the evolving dynamics of love, from that first magical sight to dreaming about a shared future. this series delves into the emotional milestones of a relationship, offering a heartfelt exploration of each stage. status. ongoing

⌞SERIES LIST⌝

i. first meeting ⤑ when two hearts first meet, it sets the stage for a beautiful connection. ii. attraction ⤑ sparks ignite and hearts flutter as a magnetic pull draws two people closer. iii. confession ⤑ as words finally spill from trembling lips, the truth of the heart is laid bare. iv. first date ⤑ every moment spent with your significant other opens a new chapter of exploration and connection. v. first kiss ⤑ ​​in the silence of a first kiss, hearts speak the language of love that words can’t capture. vi. conflict ⤑ disagreements test the strength of the relationship, revealing the depth of mutual commitment. vii. anniversary ⤑ reflecting on a year’s journey together celebrates the growth and enduring love shared. viii. first night (suggestive) ⤑ the first night is a canvas of new beginnings, where every caress and sigh paints a portrait of love's deepening embrace. ix. commitment ⤑ promises made with conviction lay the foundation for a shared future. x. future ⤑ a shared vision of the future weaves together dreams and aspirations, creating a tapestry of hope and promise.

— as you journey through each phase, may you find yourself enchanted by the highs and lows, the passion and tenderness, and the unique bond that grows between you and your significant other. get ready to embark on an unforgettable adventure of love and discovery!

notes. i still remember this kuroko no basket series by abbievanitycakes on wattpad. i love the series so much and i’ve actually tried writing it for other anime before but never got to finish it. hopefully, after years of no writing, i’ll be able to finish this one. please send this some love by reblogging! thank you ^^

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␥ banner design inspo: Almost Paradise

[thebongomediaempire]

When you REALLY want to get away... Rope bridges and zip llines might not be the best choice.

[wonnielicious]

forgot my toothbrush — nrk ⋆

s you’re over at riki’s and realize you forgot your toothbrush, but he wasn’t worried g fluff lower-case intended

note - hallo guys, it’s been awhile since i posted…anything but that’s because i’m a working woman now :3 but y’all when i seen those romance : untold engene ver pics i started to go crazy ngl…NI-KI LOOKS SO BF CODED, I LOV HIM! saur to honor that i wrote this in one sitting, i hope you enjoy! pls interact [like, comment, reblog] it’s very appreciated :)

“I MISSED YOUUUU” you shouted as you jumped onto the tall boy right as he opened the door. while stumbling back he ruffles your hair and chuckles.

“you were literally here last week nut” you stepped back and rolled your eyes at him “a week too long” you then proceeded to make your way to his room. as you walked in you threw your bag on his bed and started unpacking.

“oh yea go ahead and just throw everything on my bed” he jabbed at you with twinge of humor in his tone. you ignored him with a smile and continued to throw things on his bed.

as you were nearing the end of unpacking you realized something was missing. smacking your head at the realization you sighed out, “i’m so slow bruh”

“you’re just now realizing?” he laughed out as you smacked him.

“shut up hoe, i mean i forgot my damn toothbrush.”

he sighs and rubs the top of his nose “what would you do without me y/n” you raise your eyebrows in confusion. he goes to his bathroom and comes back with a cup with two toothbrushes. one blue and one white.

you don’t know why, but this small simple gesture made your heart flutter. trying to hide the blush on your face you threw one of your plushies at him.

“so you just assumed that i’d forget it huh?”

“no, you’re just over here so much i thought i might as well get you one. i also got you a loofah and matching pjs with me”

you smiled and went to give him a hug “thank you ki, i really appreciate it”

“anything for you nut, now how about those matching pjs”

you jumped up and shouted “YASSSS”

[lazycranberrydoodles]

i do not remember the plot of scum villain because i read it in 2020 and it feels like a fever dream now so my characterization is entirely based off of the fanon on my dash.

hualian are my favorite but i do feel that bingqiu deserve the win. tgcf is VERY yuri, but svsss has gender as a main theme and both characters keep getting compared to maidens. overall there are more explicit references to women regarding bingqiu.

[caladbolg]

WHATEVER

[kurniawangunadi]

Penipu Ulung

Sadar nggak sih, orang dewasa itu adalah orang yang paling pandai untuk berbohong, entah berbohong kepada orang lain ataupun menipu diri sendiri. Saat ditanya, "Apa kabar?" jawabanya "Baik-baik saja". Padahal mungkin baru saja terluka. Seolah-olah menjadi dewasa itu dituntut untuk tampak baik-baik saja seterusnya, tak peduli seberapa hancur hidup kita. Padahal baru saja dihajar oleh pasangannya di rumah, kdrt. Padahal baru saja dimaki-maki atasannya di kantor. Padahal baru saja kehilangan sesuatu yang berharga.

Padahal pernikahannya sudah tak berjalan sebagaimana mestinya. Padahal banyak sekali hal yang ditakutkan dalam hidupnya, menjelma menjadi rasa khawatir yang terus menekan sebagai trauma. Dan tetap berusaha bertahan seolah semuanya baik baik saja. Tanpa bisa melawan, tersandera pada ketakutan-ketakutan hidup akan masa depan nanti seperti apa. Kepiawaian untuk menipu itu telah menjadi mahir. Seolah menjadi salah satu keterampilan yang memang harus dimiliki oleh orang dewasa. Hingga tidak terasa, semua itu telah melekat menjadi tabiat. Hingga setelah menjalaninya bertahun-tahun, menyadari betapa hilangnya diri sendiri. Diri yang dulu pernah ada dalam diri kita beberapa tahun lalu, saat menjadi anak-anak yang jujur, saat memiliki mimpi-mimpi yang besar, saat ketakutan dalam hidup tidak lebih dari gelapnya malam atau ke toilet sendirian. Sepandai itu hingga orang-orang di sekitarnya merasa bahwa kita beruntung. Dan kita membalasnya dengan senyum tipis sembari mensyukurinya. Benar-benar piawai sekali menipu diri. Takut dan malu jika orang lain mengetahui sisi terapuh, tak ingin seorang pun tahu apalagi menolong. Tak ingin semuanya tahu bahwa cita-cita yang dulu menjadi mimpi yang dibicarakan bersama, ternyata tidak pernah menjadi nyata. Justru menjadi luka-luka yang menganga. Menjadi trauma yang menggerogoti diri. Hingga tak lagi mampu membedakan antara kenyataan dan asumsi. Sungguh pandai orang dewasa menipu dirinya. Mengatakan bahwa semuanya baik-baik saja. Tapi hidupnya penuh dengan rasa kalah. (c)kurniawangunadi

[taxinealkaloids]

the unwanted guest faux theatrical poster because i too wanted a chance to draw all the ianthes