#not sure yet

[akodsamaka]

I need a fic of loki showing up at a crime scene/battlefield wearing a crop top because "I was feeling feminine"

And the Avengers are like "wtf" and thor is just used to this, like "she/her then ?" And lokis like "nah, still male, tnx for asking" and then chaos ensues

Please, I'm desperate

[underratedgrapeju1ce]

escape

[cesiscribbles]

OK

WILD IDEA

Imagine a Good Omens Pirate AU

BUT IN A TREASURE PLANET UNIVERSE (if you are not familiar with that movie it's pretty much sailing ships IN SPAAACE)

I had an old TP video game in the early 2000s that I really loved and today I found out it's on Steam! So I got it for a few bucks and started to gather some references for this AU idea:

So it pretty much Pirate Crowley meets Royal Navy Aziraphale and I imagined that those could be their ships. Not sure about the story yet but I'd like to mix some plot points from the movie with the story missions of the game (that probably no one knows XDD)

If you are wondering the game is called Treasure Planet: Battle at Procyon (for those who are curious and wanna get the game, don't expect too much. It's a super old game and 75% of the game is just waiting while your ship travels from A to B. But as kid I absolutely LOVED that game to bits and even now it holds so much nostalgia 🙈)

[comfytickles]

MORE OC TICKLES!!!

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RAUUUGH I WANNA EAT THEMMM GFFJYGVCRDFHGHB

[sleepyheadnat]

"...do you remember who you are?" Twilight asked tentatively.

The dragon was unfazed, all-seeing eyes staring right past him. "I am the Light Dragon. I have roamed the skies of this land for centuries."

"Sure, right, yeah." He gulped uncomfortably. "But do you remember who you were before?" No recognition flashed in the dragon's eyes. Twilight briefly turned to look at his brother, standing a few feet behind him. He took in a shaky breathe. "Do you remember him?"

For once, there seemed to be the shadow of something, some emotion swimming behind those multi-colored eyes. The dragon turned its stare to Wild who felt uncomfortably transparent and desperately hopeful under its gaze.

"This is the Hero of Hyrule, his spirit the guardian of the land for almost as long as I have roamed its skies. He visits me sometimes. Brushes my mane. Talks to me of things I do not understand and memories I cannot recall. He says that he loves me. He is kind."

[bomber-grl]

A colored sketch of Hiro I did! Been awhile since I last drew him

[vacillatingcreator]

Body Swap (part 1)

NEXT>>> Lil Sonic and Shadow body swap comic, as a treat! It's funny imagining them saying things in each others voices YHFSSF How did they get body swapped? No clue!! You decide! Probably had something to do with Eggman! (as usual LMAO) Shadow is internally going like "Don't make that face, it doesn't fit me." HSFJFSH Don't know how often this will update considering how busy I am, but we'll see! (Comic dubbers feel free to dub, just credit me as the artist yes!)

[fanby-fckry]

*Arackniss comes out as aroace*

Henroin: So I’ve got one son who likes men and one who likes nobody. Does anyone in this family like women?

Molly: *slowly raises her hand*

[deiiamorte]

Thinking thoughts about Rookanis+Spite and how awkward it'll be the first time Lucanis is a little rough in bed.

It's hot, they're both naked and sweaty and Rook is arching his back and his neck is deliciously exposed and inviting, and thus Lucanis does the only sensible thing and wraps his hand around it, and he squeezes.

It earns Lucanis one reaction he was looking for; Rook's eyes roll back, and a drawn-out moaned "yes" passes his lips. However, it then draws a second reaction, one Lucanis hadn't accounted for: Spite freaking out.

That's OUR Rook. Why are we doing this? Hand around necks is to kill targets—No. No! Rook is ours. Rook. Not. Target. Don't want him dead!

Lucanis doesn't get the chance to say a word before a sudden flash of purple overtakes him, leaving Rook with a very stressed-out demon between his legs.

[your-soup-overlord]

A tiny look into one of the fics called It's My Party (And I'll Cry If I Want To)!

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“Why don’t you just tell them?” Jazz asks Danny once she sits down on his bed, pushing aside his blankets and patting beside her.

“Mom and Dad love you, metagene or not.” She continues.

“Seriously, Jazz, we’ve been over this.” Danny sighs, sitting next to his sister as she turns to face him better, “They hate ghosts, and have threatened to rip phantom apart molecule by molecule. If they’re willing to do that, then what makes you think they’ll stop once they find out their son is a ghost?”

Jazz frowns, “Danny, I know the accident was terrible and horrifying for you, but you’re not a ghost. You need to accept the fact that it simply activated your dormant metagene and gave you ghost adjacent powers.”

“How can I have a metagene when both mom and dad don’t have one! Jazz, I know you don’t want to believe it but-“

“No Danny,” Jazz exclaims as she cuts him off, “ You’re alive. You can’t be a ghost, because ghosts are unfeeling and-“

“Jazz, just stop!” Danny yells, slightly teary. He stands up off the bed, putting some place between him and Jazz as she also stands up with a deepening frown.

“I know you don’t want to believe it but I am a ghost, I died in that accident. I know you don’t want to believe it, but if I can somehow come to terms with it then why can’t you?”

Jazz just stares him down with her disappointed stare. After a few quiet seconds she then sighs, looking exasperated and somehow even more disappointed as she levels him with a harsh glare.

“Even Sam and Tuck agree, Danny. You’re going to far with this ghost thing! I don’t care what that yeti says, or any of those other creatures! You’re not dead. You have a heartbeat and most importantly, you care. You’re not evil, and all this death talk is beginning to freak Tucker out!  And you especially need to stop around Sam. They’ve begun talking to me about it, and about how you’re scaring them. And, well, we’ve all agree that you need to stop fighting those ghosts. Mom and Dad are perfectly capable of getting them, so from now on you’re benched. Those horrible things have been filling your head with lies, and it’s becoming a problem.”

Jazz declares before she walks out, keeping that awful disappointed glare on him.

Danny slams the door behind her, silently seething and holding back tears. They talk about his death so easily! Yet they don’t care to acknowledge it. Danny died, whether they want to accept it or not, and there was nothing they could do about it.

[bee-sidebranch]

Trying to find a better way for me to use my traditional inking in my pieces, i can't be bothered to go through the hell that is scanning the images and running them through three different devices via cable.

I'm not happy with how the piece turned out but tbf i barely rendered it.

the characters with the * do not belong to me

*1 belongs to Ohmanit

*2 belongs to PrismSoup

*3 belongs to druidshollow

[mlmneuvifuri]

hbd kaeya

[jelloteeth]

Danny Phantom x Pokémon Legends Arceus!!!

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[luckydomino]

so dungeon meshi…

[zebrashavestripes]

Riddler art dump

Been practicing with Gotham screencap sketches but haven’t posted any out of it. I think I’m improving. I love ma boi

[foxtricksterwriting]

Meeting Reimagined; Keith

Author's Note: It's been a while since I've written for Duality, even though I think about it a lot. And I'm back with a new MC, Tytus!

Tags: @dualityvn

Tytus sighs, annoyed by the cold rain pelting him harshly. As he jogs, he notices the flower shop he’s walked by everyday. He heads that way, figuring that the rain won’t let up for a while still. He dips into the shop and lets out a relieved breath. The floral air invades his nose while he looks around, making him hum in content. He jumps as a soft voice ahead of him says “Pretty bad weather today, huh?”

Tytus looks ahead at the counter, finding a tall blond man with blue eyes. The man gives him a shy and apologetic smile. “Hello, hi, sorry, I was in my head a bit. Yeah, the rain’s terrible right now,” he responds while giving an awkward laugh, “Is it okay if I stick around until the rain’s gone?”

“Oh, yes, that’d be fine. Feel free to look around while you’re here,” the blond cashier nods as he speaks. Tytus nods back, not giving him a second look. He scans the store, looking at the arrangements and other potted plants. After not finding what he’s looking for, he steps up to the counter. “Excuse me, do you have Bat Flowers?” He asks, scanning the cashier and finding his name card on a lanyard around his neck; Keith. 

“I’m sorry, we sold our last two this morning,” Keith says after a minute of thought and checking somethings. Tytus deflates a little, but desperately tries to rein in his reaction. “Oh, okay. Thank you,” He says. “We could take your number and call you when we get more?” Keith offers. “Ah, no thank you. I appreciate the offer though,” Tytus declines easily but he keeps talking, “but I would still like to get a plant. Do you have any recommendations? Preferably something that wouldn’t hurt a cat if it got eaten.” Keith lights up at the question.

“Of course! Spider plants, Echeveria succulents and Bird’s Nest Ferns are all pet friendly. Spider plants are actually notorious for being non toxic to animals. Boston Ferns are another option, but they're a little harder to care for,” Keith continues to explain how to care for each plant while pointing them out. Tytus watches him as he speaks, mesmerized by how outspoken he is. His passion would be obvious to even the most oblivious person. His whole body radiates joy and a bit of excitement. It’s a bit infectious, at least it is to Tytus. The green and black haired man can’t help but give the slightly shorter man his full attention. When Keith is done explaining, Tytus hums before saying, “I’ll go for the Spider Plant. You said they were over there, right?”

Keith nods and Tytus goes to retrieve it. As he carefully sets it on the counter, Keith asks, “Have you cared for any kind of plant before?”

“Yeah, actually. Mostly herbs and cat grass, though. I use the herbs when I’m cooking,” Tytus internally reminds himself to leave out any mentions of spells or potions. No telling how this guy would react, for now at least. He continues, “I used to have catnip, too, but my cat found and destroyed it when I wasn’t paying much attention. I haven’t had many plants that were there to just look nice.” Keith chuckles a little. As Tytus pays for his new spider plant, he notices that the rain has stopped. He looks back to Keith as he picks up the spindly plant. Before he even thinks to stop himself, he says, “Could I have your number?” Wait, fuck, shit SH--”Sorry, that was really sudden. You don’t have to agree to that.” He tacks that on, not sure if he’s already fucked up somehow.

The blond blushes as he registers the question, “Oh, I’m flattered!” His expression morphs quickly into one of sadness, “Don’t take this the wrong way. I think you’re very attractive and you seem like a nice person, but having my number isn’t a good idea.” Tytus’ brows knit together with confusion but he quickly shakes it off and nods. “That’s alright. Thank you for at least humoring me, and for helping me with the plant. Bye,” He says this as he walks towards the door while giving the blond a smile. He ducks out as suddenly as he came in.

Right as he starts walking home, a shiver crawls up his spine, tickling his neck and making him look around. He spares the shop window a glance, seeing Keith through it. He’s looking back at Tytus, but missing the polite smile. And something about his eyes seem……off. I don’t think they were like that before. He shakes it off and hurries away, content to get lost in his thoughts while minding his new plant buddy.