#they meet on wednesdays

[ikiprian]

Tim swears Phantom could’ve been a Titan. Maybe he should be, at this point. They have enough in common to justify it.

“Jeez,” Phantom groans. Abruptly, he drops the levitation and hits the roof without sound. He stretches out on his back like a cat, sore muscles straining in a way Red Robin deeply relates to. “Fighting the living sucks. At least with ghosts I can swing as hard as I need. Already dead means they get back up! But mortals? Way too squishy.”

Red Robin huffs in agreement. “Yeah,” he says. After a moment’s consideration, he lies down, too.“It’s a hundred times harder than people realize. Batman’s always going on about perfect control in training. About how to have it, you gotta be twice as skilled as the other guy. Even without your super-strength, I worry sometimes.”

“How do you do it?” Phantom asks. In a move only achievable to those without bones, or perhaps Dick Grayson, he twists himself over. Gloved hands cup his cheeks. His legs kick back and forth, like they’re gossiping at a slumber party. “I mean. You said you train, so obviously there’s the physical ‘how.’ But how do you keep your emotions nonlethal? How do you keep yourself in check, make sure you’re pulling back?”

“I mean,” says Red Robin. “Murder is illegal, so.”

Phantom sighs. “Yeah. Maybe it’s easier for you.”

… Hm. Maybe Red Robin should redo Phantom’s risk assessment.

Before he can raise too high an eyebrow (though even moving that muscle smarts, ow), Phantom elaborates.

“Ecto-based entities have trouble with their emotions,” he explains. “It’s easy to get lost in an Obsession, or a big feeling like grief. The rest of the world… it bleeds away. Helps to have another emotional anchor to keep it at bay. I use fear.”

“Fear?” Red Robin glanced over.

“Sometimes sheer stubbornness,” Phantom admits. “But a lot of it is fear.”

With a considering frown, he drops his head atop his arms. Exhaustion, regret, reluctance play out on his face. For someone the Bats know next to nothing about, Phantom’s body language is an open book.

“I saw, like, an alternate future version of myself once where I become evil and try to take over the world? So now I gotta be good to keep that from happening. The fear of that future keeps the pressure on me. Makes me focus up. Y’know?”

Tim sits up. “Seriously?”

Phantom nods. “Uh-huh. Kinda bizarre, I know—”

“What the hell,” says Tim. Three consecutive days together and a concussion must loosen his lips, because holy shit, no way. “Dude! Me too!”

“Huh? Seriously?” says Phantom.

“Yeah! I totally saw myself turn evil. Like, Batman but with guns. Guns Batman. I had to fight him and everything. He tried to kill my friends and erase my memory to make sure I couldn’t un-invent him by going back to change the past?”

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“Oh my god, me too!”

happy wips wednesday!

[barblaz-arts]

Final part of the Time Travel/Meet the Addamses AU :)

This sure was an adventure. All of this was meant to be a fanfic, but I knew I wouldn't be able to commit to writing it, so I drew the best bits instead. I glad I was able to follow through. Now enjoy the very rare kiss scene and Wednesday blush from Barb. Mwah

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

[fangirlforeversthings]

-I would never make it as a jedi cause the second i'm close enough to touch one of their arms there will be marriages💍🎀

[actually-phoenix]

Every ship needs an imagine about their tongues changing color with candy or slushes for the culture it never gets old

[leenfiend]

what’s ur type first < prev next > full comic

[bonetrussle]

So I've always had this head canon about how Wednesday has this reverse Morticia eyes effect (from Addams Family Values) where, instead of there being light shined dramatically over her eyes, Wednesday's face completely darkens to a very unnatural degree whenever she's feeling particularly homicidal! I wrote a bit where Yoko tried to test it out by shining a flashlight directly into Wednesday's face. Needless to say it did not go well haha. But yeh I'm adding this to my ding dang fic when I finally get around to it lol

The famous Morticia eyes from the movies:

Base sketch without the shadows under the cut!

[simu-ladora]

i love him already

[yuepants]

who's a babygirl

anyway

lesbian maxley 🥰

the other sapphic maxley posts: this and this

[juventaskindergarten]

It's Wednesday!

Wilbur with the frogs!

[woaghhh]

david looks so good and tommy is working so hard looking in the other direction

[theotherbuckley]

WIP Wednesday!

Tagged by @steadfastsaturnsrings 💜

So I had an idea for a new fic. Not sure if I’m actually gonna write it because I have 7 assignments and 2 tests to do over the next month but I just had this idea and I thought it was funny so here’s a snippet.

(Or Eddie gets transported back in time and meets Buck 1.0 at a bar)

“You keep staring at me.” Buck’s voice comes from beside him and he startles.

“I uh—“

Buck chuckles. “So, you wanna buy me a drink or do you wanna get out of here?”

What? Is Buck… hitting on him?

Eddie frowns at him. “I’m not uh—“

Buck rolls his eyes. “Really? You gonna pretend you haven’t been checking me out all night? Please,” he scoffs.

“I-I have a kid!” Eddie splutters out. Seriously Eddie?

Buck's eyes light up and his whole expression changes. He looks more like the Buck Eddie knows.

“I love kids!”

Eddie fights the urge to say I know. “His name is Christopher… he’s e—“ shit how old is Chris now? “Six?”

Buck furrows his eyebrows. “You sound mighty sure about that, man.”

Fuck now Buck thinks he’s a bad parent. “No, no, sorry uh yeah he’s six.” Eddie takes out his phone to show Buck the picture of Chris saved to his Lock Screen. Chris is so small in the photo — his red glasses are slightly too big for his face and he’s holding onto his blue crutches that had dinosaur stickers plastered all over them. Damn, Eddie really misses those days. Well, he supposes he’s got them back now.

“He’s super adorable,” Buck says, beaming, and Eddie knows he means it. Buck raises his hand to signal the bartender. “Question still stands though, drink?”

He shouldn’t… “Um, sure.”

Bucks eyes widen. “You’re—you’re not married are you?”

Eddie hesitates… technically. “Uh…”

“Oh shit! Sorry!” Buck is quick to apologise.

Eddie shakes his head, “No, no I haven’t seen my wife in… a few years? She left us.” And she’s dead in another universe but that’s a bit more complicated to explain.

“Sucks man. Her loss is my gain though,” he says, and there’s that smirk again. Eddie wants to kiss that smirk off his face. What? “I’m Buck, by the way,” Buck says, stretching his arm out.

I know, you’re my best friend. “Eddie,” he replies, shaking his hand.

“I look forward to getting to know you,” Buck says, his eyes wandering over Eddie’s body lustfully.

Eddie swallows. This was so not what he signed up for.

Not that he’s complaining.

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[cupoteahatter]

No One:

Me: Anyone ever think about how because Tyler was tricking her, he accidentally ended up as the one person who was seeing Wednesday for who she is and not who everyone wanted her to be? Specifically not who he wanted her to be, because he didn’t even have another image of her to fall back upon? Weems saw her as trouble/her Mother, Gates underestimated her, Sheriff Galpin only saw her Father, Xavier as his childhood hero, Enid blatantly assigned her a social mask but Tyler looked her full in the face and took her as she was? From their first meeting to their last, seeing Wednesday as she is, as she comes, all her dark edges and bright ideas and meeting her as an Equal Opponent, never underestimating her, never covering her up…. Just her. Only her. (And that in turn blinds her to who he is, until she pulls his mask off by accident).

Me: Anyone else ever think about that?

[barblaz-arts]

Enid finally knows!! The people on my insta comments can stop begging for it to happen now lol

Next part will be the final one :D

part 1 | part 2

[glesbianupland]

my contribution to the news

[suzukiblu]

WIP WEDNESDAY GAME

Slimmed-down post/rules, but originally taken from @kedreeva.

It’s WIP Wednesday! This week’s winning theme is "interdimensional shenanigans".

Here’s how it works:

I will post the file names of five WIPs, and will also post a snippet of new content from one of them to get the ball rolling.

Send me an ask with the name of one of the listed WIPs and I will write you a minimum of three sentences in that WIP in response!

Multiple requests are fine, but please send them in separate asks. Just a little easier for me to fill them that way, and also easier for people to read through the WIP tags smoothly later.

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

WIP names:

the Last Son of Krypton meets Hypertime Kon (( chrono || non-chrono ))

den mom Black Zero (( chrono || non-chrono ))

interdimensional kidnapping via Robin (( chrono || non-chrono ))

mistaken identities and interdimensional refugees (( chrono || non-chrono ))

interdimensional whoring for Timkon (( chrono || non-chrono ))

snippet from “the Last Son of Krypton meets Hypertime Kon”:

“. . . it’s, uh–it’s fine,” Kon says, staring up at him with that odd expression for a moment again before quickly looking back towards the hall ahead. Clark’s pretty sure that means the kid doesn’t want to admit it if it’s not, one way or the other, but can’t exactly blame him for it. He’s not the same Clark Kent as Kon’s, after all, and he doesn’t even know how long Kon’s been alive, much less who made him or how they treated him after they did. 

If they were trying to make a full-grown Superman, though . . . 

That definitely wasn’t something his other self was involved in, Clark thinks. And almost definitely wasn’t anything benevolent, either. So the fact that Kon turned out as the kind of person to throw himself in-between innocent people and a problem when he’s actively in trouble himself is . . . more than admirable, frankly. Clark doesn’t even know exactly what he’d call it if he were trying to sound normal about it, but in his head and in his heart, it makes him feel–proud. 

He had absolutely nothing to do with this kid–that’s all on his other version and Kon himself and anyone else the kid knows in their own reality–but he feels it anyway. It’s just a borrowed emotion, something that belongs to some other version of himself, but . . . 

Well. It doesn’t hurt to feel it for just a moment or two, he thinks.

[wikiangela]

tease tidbit tuesday/wip wednesday

tagged by @cliophilyra @perfectlysunny02 @bidisasterevankinard (tagging y'all back for wip wednesday <3)

it's technically already wednesday so I'm combining them lol idc

I think Jee calling Tommy uncle Tommy for the first time is quickly becoming one of my fave things in bt fics lmao anyway, a tiny lil bit of my tommy meets the buckleys fic (we're at 2.5k and they finally got to dinner with buck's parents lol)

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“Where’s my favorite girl in the world?” Evan yells out, getting Jee’s attention, as he and Tommy are kicking off their shoes.

“Here!” The tiny voice answers him, followed by adorable giggles, and then quick footsteps, and before they know it, Jee sprints over to them, jumping right into her uncle’s open arms. “Hi, uncle Buck,” she grins, her smile identical to Maddie’s, as Evan picks her up and stands up.

“Hey, pretty girl.” Evan kisses her cheek, getting even more giggles out of her. Tommy learned a long time ago that uncle Buck is just about Jee’s favorite person – and Jee is very much his. It’s honestly so adorable and heartwarming watching them together. “Say hi to Tommy.” Evan adds, turning her in Tommy’s direction.

“Hi, uncle Tommy.” Jee says, and it stumps Tommy for a second.

no pressure tags (lmk if you wanna be added or removed):

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