#so I guess I’m fucked

[h4unted-d4rling]

I love the idea of a humanoid Bill Cipher. Like human body with the cool ass suit but the one eyed triangle head. Easily the hottest design. Otherwise, I want the triangle. I know what I am. Again, I am NOT a coward.

[gendervapor14]

why do i feel like shit this should not be allowed. i do nothing wrong. (glances nervously at The Atrocities on my ao3 dash) i do nothing wrong in real life.

[paracosmicka]

have doodle lol

functionally, i am alive, emotionally?? idk about that work has me crying almost everyday now chat idk if i can do this anymore

[shripscapi]

Princess Shireen Baratheon

[bubblesthecow]

Watching Star Wars in chronological order is so funny.

Obi-Wan Kenobi really took one look at R2D2 in the middle of the desert and said “No, Luke, I’ve never seen this fucking droid in my life. Looks like a real bitch though. Not that I’d know. This is my first time meeting the asshole.”

No one in that whole franchise was Gatekeep-Gasslight-Girlbossing quite like “Ben” Kenobi, regular human-man.

[keferon]

Monster hunter au part 9

I wanted to cook a bit more fluff before I get back to drama hehe

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[manichewitz]

imagine you’ve been through unspeakable trauma in one of the most horrific atrocities humanity has ever faced and you’ve convinced yourself that you’re nothing more than the worst parts of yourself and that you’ll always be alone and then some beautiful british guy drops out of the fucking sky and tells you you’re not alone and helps you remember a time before you lost all your innocence and your whole life was torn apart and suddenly the pure acceptance and love you’ve finally been shown makes you realise you’re more than your anger and your trauma and your shame, and from that realisation you unlock a strength so powerful you can turn satellites on their axis and raise submarines out of the ocean with your bare fucking hands. well that’s what happened to magneto

[spineless-lobster]

Hey kids! Let’s play a fun game called Don’t Feel Guilty For Not Working On Creative Projects!!!

[swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual]

As per usual, it’s DP crossover with (probably) DC, although you could probably adjust it for other fandoms

ANYWAYS

A little kid and his mother are trick or treating in another city, perhaps at some kind of event rather than knocking on doors, and the kid is dressed as Phantom. It’s very adorable, with his little ghost-shaped bucket and clearly homemade and already stained costume—listen, white only works if you can just fly over street grime or phase it out of your clothes—and his slightly I’ll fitting wig. The kid is SO happy to be out and about dressed as his favorite, and maybe even showed it off to Phantom back in Amity Park before his family left.

The hero, insert whoever you wish here, is probably in civvies and just enjoying the event. The kid, meanwhile, is so glad when people ask who he is so he can explain, and so- the hero gets to hear ALL ABOUT the local town hero who is probably pretty small time despite the kid’s clearly exaggerated stories. The hero certainly never heard of him, but the kid’s mom confirms that Phantom really was the town hero, despite some mixed reviews of the poor guy.

“Did you manage to show him your costume?” the hero asks.

“Yeah! We went down to the cemetery to leave flowers and I got to show him my costume.”

Wait. Cemetery? Maybe it was part of theme, because Phantom had to be named that for a reason, but… it sounded like…

The kid ignores the suddenly VERY still hero and instead turns to his mom. “Momma, do you think we should bring him candy? He doesn’t get to trick or treat like we do, and I can work super hard to get him a bunch!”

The kid’s mom just smiles. “We could, but maybe we should bring him something homemade. I bet he’d like something more filling, teen boys like him have a hollow leg.”

The kid wrinkles his nose. “Like Vernie with the pizza bagels?”

“Like your cousin, yes. We can make some cinnamon rolls and take them to his memorial, maybe bring some of the apples from your grandpa’s garden…”

The hero is pretty much forgotten as the two-part family wanders off, not quite intentionally forgetting the hero is there so much as the hero somewhat accidentally ended the conversation when they just froze and didn’t ask anything further.

Not that the hero didn’t want to. But they’d learn something very serious.

One—there was a small town hero they’d never heard of. Two—that hero was apparently a teen. Third—most pressingly, the teen hero was both beloved enough to have kids dressing up as him and dead enough to have a grave.

This… might require some phone calls.

[yourlocalabomination]

Tick Tock, Teddy-Bear.

[everwalldigan]

“Bruce Wayne did this Bruce Wayne did that” SO WHAT?? SO WHAT IF HES THE DEVIL, RICK? AT LEAST THE DEVIL HAS A JOB. AT LEAST HES ACTIVE IN THE COMMUNITY

[keferon]

*clasps your shoulders gently and looks you straight in the eye*

Keferon. Please read Ninth by Kyn on AO3. I think you would love it very much. It has a large chapter count, but don't be intimidated, it's very easy to get into. It is currently unfinished, but is being updated regularly.

You are the seventh person that recommended this fic to me so ahahahaha yeah

I’m doing great Help I hate some parts of it but I love the other parts I’m spinning in the blender

…..I made the moodboard….

[javsarts]

At some point, he made a silent oath to himself that someday, he will repay that girl’s kindness.

.

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And he unknowingly did

Just a random HC of mine where a little Jenevelle did help a little Durge at some point, set in a time before Bhaal and Shar.

[checkadii]

Chat I locked in .

[banditblvd]

Prime defenders but it’s only the stupidest things I’ve drawn for them

Banimatic

[zaunbinary]

i have this fucked up half baked au that takes place sometime in act three after ishas death and viktors third resurrection where singed fished silco out from the lake and turned him into a shimmer fueled cyborg and they work with the machine herald to take zaun back and also jinx is there but i only have 1/3 of a brain cell and lack the artistic ability to express it in any way other than this image