#quick-wits

[artsy-1diot]

fusion oc stuff but its mostly Quick-wits and Lampshader whoops

[contakaidigon]

4am cup of coffee

Featuring the medal of wit from gorgug and the scars on his hands from the nightmare forest :)

[theimpurelily]

My new ship just launched and one of them doesn't even have a fucking name

For real tho, this un-named Wan Jian Disciple is such a snarky bitch. I love him.

Kudos to @grubus for making such enjoyable OCs

[mobius-m-mobius]

Happy Birthday Owen Wilson! ♡ (November 18th, 1968)

[sexwithstilinskiandhale]

oliver: "i wasn't in love with felix"

also oliver for 2 hours and 7 minutes: feluKSHH ??😳😚🤪😘 u want bike?? 🤗😁😆 ah no smoke, ok maybe 😛🤩😋 pls don't be mad at me???🤧☹️

[formulanni]

Franco Colapinto as the Page of Swords:

The page of swords represents someone embarking on a new idea and a mental adventure. Full of enthusiasm and good cheer, this person is eager to share and discuss their thoughts and plans for what can be.

The Page of Swords is someone who never seems to run out of ideas. They are curious, always asking questions, and gifted with a sharp tongue and quick wit to match. Their aptitude for language also makes them an incredible communicator, and with their love of ideas, you may find them always engaged in some passionate debate.

Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @albonoooo @ch3rubd0lls @brawngp2009

[seance]

— from George Rexstrew instagram story (x)

[cubbihue]

If leisure fairies are human sized, what does that mean for cupid?

Cupid is an odd exception to the Leisure Fairies since... he's not a true fairy! Cupid is a human-turned-Fairy, just like Timmy Turner! The best way to know who is a real Fairy or not? Check the eyes.

Although Cupid has the same level of magical prowess as the average Leisure Fairy, his growth was stunted given his previous human soul. Not that this matters since he's now the Representative of the Leisure Court, as well as the rep for the smaller Holidays Faction.

He hails from a darker era of Fairyworld's history, from before the 4 courts and the Fairy Wars. Cupid recalls a time when fairies would eat human children. Aside from a few from his court, no Living Being knows of Cupid's past.

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

[aventurineswife]

Could I request Aventurine with a reader who is just as lucky as he is? He always takes them out gambling together just for funsies. Unfortunately, reader is a very attractive person as catches the interest of many greedy people who want to use them.

Fortune’s Most Favored

Summary: Aventurine and his equally lucky partner revel in their shared thrill for risk and cunning. But their magnetic charm attracts more than admiration—it draws the attention of those who seek to exploit. When a greedy stranger tries to claim what isn’t theirs, Aventurine's protective side surfaces, revealing the depth of his feelings. Beneath the glitz and games, the duo realizes that the real stakes aren’t just in cards or chips but in guarding what truly matters: each other.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Gambling themes, Protective Aventurine, Lucky!Reader, Fluff with a touch of tension, Power couple dynamics, Subtle romance, Quick-witted banter.

Warnings: Brief mentions of possessive/greedy characters, Slight tension with implied threats, Gambling themes.

The casino was alive with the music of clinking chips, spinning wheels, and the occasional exclamation of victory or defeat. Amidst the chaos, Aventurine lounged at a high-stakes table, his signature grin playing on his lips. Seated beside him, you flicked a card toward the dealer with practiced ease, the polished surface of the Queen of Hearts gleaming under the chandelier's light.

Another victory for you.

"Impressive as always," Aventurine purred, leaning back in his chair. His eyes sparkled with genuine amusement, though there was a flicker of something deeper—a quiet appreciation he rarely allowed to surface. "You know, darling, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to outshine me."

You smirked, gathering your winnings with nimble fingers. "If I were, you'd already be in my shadow."

The table erupted in laughter, though it was half-nervous. There was a tension in the air, a mix of awe and envy from the onlookers. You and Aventurine were a pair that commanded attention, a duet of charisma and skill that turned every casino floor into your personal stage.

But tonight, it wasn’t just admiration that followed you.

The first sign something was off came as you moved to another table, Aventurine by your side. A man with a sharp suit and sharper eyes approached, his expression a mix of feigned charm and unspoken malice. His gaze lingered on you, a little too long to be polite.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked smoothly, though his question was directed solely at you.

Aventurine's smile never wavered, but the subtle shift in his posture—leaning slightly forward, one hand resting near his choker—was a silent warning.

"Funny thing about luck," Aventurine said, cutting through the man's attempt at conversation. "It doesn’t take kindly to vultures."

The man’s smile faltered, but he recovered quickly. "I was just admiring your… partner’s skill. Surely someone of their caliber attracts all kinds of attention."

"And yet," Aventurine countered, his tone velvet-soft but razor-sharp, "only the dullest sorts think they can buy or bully their way into good company."

The man’s expression hardened, but before he could respond, you spoke up.

"I don’t think you’d enjoy playing at our table," you said lightly, your voice carrying a chill that belied your calm demeanor. "The stakes tend to get… dangerous."

The man hesitated, eyes flickering between you and Aventurine. Then, with a forced chuckle, he backed off, muttering something about finding another game.

Later, as you and Aventurine stood on the casino’s balcony, the cool night air a welcome contrast to the stuffy heat inside, he turned to you with an unreadable expression.

"Attractive and lucky," he mused, leaning against the railing. "A dangerous combination."

You rolled your eyes. "Jealous?"

He chuckled, a low, rich sound that sent a shiver down your spine. "Hardly. If anything, I’m relieved. It means I have someone who can keep up with me."

There was a pause, the kind that carried unspoken words. You met his gaze, and for a moment, his mask slipped. Beneath the flamboyant charm and the calculated confidence, you saw something raw—an unguarded flicker of protectiveness and longing.

"You know," he said softly, "the world isn’t kind to people like us. Greedy hands and jealous hearts are always waiting to take what they can’t earn." He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from your face. "But I’ll be damned if I let anyone take you."

You smiled, leaning into his touch. "You’d have to fight me for me first."

He laughed, the sound lighter this time, free of the weight he so often carried. "Oh, darling," he murmured, his voice low and teasing, "that’s a gamble I’d gladly lose."

And as the city lights sparkled below, you realized that with Aventurine, every high-stakes game was worth playing—as long as he was by your side.

[rosalie-starfall]

Saturday Night - 2024

October 11th 1975

Gilda: "You get to be the hot one." Laraine: "Jane's the hot one." Jane: "I'm the mom... The still fuckable mom."

[ace-artemis-fanartist]

Sad gay and grieving elf man feeding the stray cats every night.

aka Thara Celehar from The Witness for the Dead.

[artsy-1diot]

back on my fusion shenanigans but this time it wasn't random I just had a vision,, so uh yeah Lampshader and Quick-wits yippie!!!!!!!

[glassrooibos]

Mentopolis was amazing. AMAZING.

[ashpkat]

i can’t believe octavian died like… that. of all things in a middle grade kids books series. and everyone was chill about it. literally no one gaf octavian died so horrifically even if it was ‘just’ —and as the readers… we were chill with it too

[vanya-evergreen]

Quick blurb- batfam x civilian sibling

This was an idea that has been rattling around in my empty shell brain for about the past two days now. Anyways, basically, Sibling was adopted after tim before Damian in classic fanfic fashion, but you decided that you wanted nothing to do with Vigilante activities, if it is because of trauma or pure laziness is up to you. What you need to know is that you maintain a very public appearance with the Wayne name and all.

This means that you are lying your ass off every time one of the batfam members miss an event that they were expected to be at. So you decided to have some fun with it.

"Excuse! Where might your father be?" A reporter, covered by the crowd, shouted interrupting you mid speech.

You stop almost immediately and look out into the direction you heard the voice come from. This was the third time that you had been interrupted. And it was all about the same topic. Bruce Wayne.

This was meant to be a grand opening of a new building Wayne Enterprises had built for a small charity that was for treating childhood cancer, and the only thing I cared about was some rich guy? You didn't like this at all, and it didn't help Bruce's case that you were already pissed at him too.

"I am sorry to say but he couldn't make it..." This is typically where you left it, but out of pure spite you couldn't help but add more "he's resting in bed currently, I think he got a bad burn from last night's activities."

There are multiple rumors you could've been referring. It could've the one about him trying to grab a muffin tray out of the oven, or maybe one about him trying to slide down a pole... in his underwear. The options were endless, and you definitely weren't going to specify.

you continued on with your speech as crowd sat stunned in silence for a few seconds before people began to write once again. Even if their mind was still lingering back to what you implied..

Bruce was pissed, but everyone else thought it was hilarious. Until it started happening to them..

Some took your last snack or stole your phone charger? So what do you do? Make up an embarrassing cover story.

"Oh poor {batfam member}, I heard that he couldn't come today because they were injured. But I could have sworn that they were in the mansion playing around with some suction cups on their face."

The possibilities are really endless! Everyone would try to avoid pissing you off because of these rumors that you created. Hell, some of them even stopped skipping out on public event because of this. Your family began to fear you, you could monopolize the entirety of their public image just because you had more time to attend public events, then them.

Social media absolutely loved you though- everyone got a kick out of how you over shared Wayne's lives (even if it wasn't true). You were the prime source of Wayne gossip, a reporter needed to write something on the waynes they would just go to an event you're speaking at and ask what where your family members are and you would give them the most ridiculous stories. But they ate that shit up.

[andwithoutrealizing78]

What if Orion's fight with D-16 went differently, and he never fell? Never acquired the Matrix, never became a Prime?