#this is going to make you smirk

[methoughtsphantom]

Jason “my family doesn’t know im alive” Todd and Danny “my family doesn’t know I’m dead” Fenton going alongside each of their plans my beloved. like Danny will absolutely go head-to-head with all of Gotham to support his new best friend on all his crime lord endeavors while he drags Jason to also attend collage with him. They are roommates and there never seems to a mention of family from either side. It’s an unspoken understanding they have. They met because Crime alley as a ghost lair thrummed with so much loneliness, it was at first the perfect place for Danny to hide his ecto signature in. But then he saw the dumbass whose lair it was lean his motorcycle just a tad too much when making a sharp turn to an alley, he sweeped the floor through a lifted chain link that passed his body but not his helmet. Yep that’s right the red thing got stuck. Danny who at the moment happened to be watching through his window snorted. Much to his horror because if not a ghost that dude could’ve gotten his head flung off.

Still, the scene was ridiculous.

On a whim he irrationally sees the police closing in on the guy and panicked at the thought of the guy using intangibility to free himself so Danny phased them both through his apartment wall and left the guy sprawled in his couch. Jason didn’t freak out but that’s normal when one’s got a concussion, one the guy immediately denied having as Danny laid out the medical supplies. The idiot proceeded to almost flatten four steps to the door with his stubbornness. He also said “I’m asexual” in the most deadpan voice as Danny dropped him back in the couch.

Danny sighed. Clearly though, he’d done so too early in the night because the guy kept trying to go, kept trying to knock Danny out, kept trying to slash him with knifes Danny didn’t know he had stashed. He’d only disarmed the guy from his guns. The visible ones apparently, cause at one point the guy did take out a gun and shoot until the ammo ran out and then teetered the thing like it was an art prop and hit his moon lamp.

Danny "yeah you aren’t officially my friend until you’ve tried to kill me" fenton my guys.

Anyways both keep having the same argument over if Danny technically kidnapped Jason or not. Danny holds the fact that the police at least didn’t see the guy make the ridicule. Jason argued that happened cause he was sporting a concussion. Danny argued he got that after.

Jason at first thinks the guy's a meta, but no. Danny introduces himself, sheepily now that he recognizes this is who the lair he invaded is from. He bandages him and tries to cook for him. If Danny didn’t have ice powers he most certainly would’ve burned the apartment. Jason then proceeds to kick him out of his own kitchen and make them both enchiladas. It’s the most normal both had in a while with another person and the air seems oddly settled. From then on, Jason constantly invited himself over, under the pretense that this was his territory and therefore he could drop in unannounced. Danny who has actual powers says he only allows this because Jason cooks very well.

Danny stays away from the crime fighting business unless his buddy is in deep shit he can’t get himself out. Also it’s Danny’s turn to cover for his vigilante friend which Sam and Tucker give him so much shit for. (but also advice)

And they were roommates. (omg) Danny effectively derails Jason’s big comeback plans by casually dropping ghost lore every two days. Like,

Jason, talking about how he doesn’t want Bats snooping on his territory:

Danny: Just don’t let them in

Jason: ??

Danny: yeah!! Hasn’t Batman died and got revived??? You can totally kick out death touched people you don’t want entering on your lair.

Jason: …I can?

Danny: Yep dude, your lair’s supposed to feel safe.

Jason: wait does that mean I can kick you out?

Danny: First this is my apartment. Second, im dead, not dead touched. Third, it’s too late to get rid of me. bitch.

Anyways Jason is super excited. You mean to tell him he can actually deny people over to his territory haunt?? (Yes it’s only to people who have died and came back but still!! The sample size is exactly the type of people he doesn’t want to see—!)

Joker my beloathed can’t step foot in Crime Alley.

(Jason’d feel a lot safer if the clown was dead but the possibility of his murderer turning into a ghost and their little loophole not applying on the clown is too scary to contemplate.)

Anyways, Jason loves experimenting with the power. It can go from simply making people shudder and not want to enter crime Alley to straight up not letting them enter like there’s an invisible wall blocking the way.

Jason because he’s hurt that Bruce never even patrols Crime Alley and also because he’s petty put B under the category of “invisible wall” blacklist. His reasoning is that the man doesn’t even attempt to enter Crime Alley. To him it’s surely just a place shadowed in tragedy. (anyways that’s it’s the place he met Jason)

Ironically, Jason totally forgets that Batman does venture into Crime Alley one day in the whole year. The day he met Jason.

Okay. He didn’t forget at first. The first year Jason remembers cause it was only a few months till then but then the next— Jason forgets that today’s the anniversary of the day’s Bruce’s parents died. He forgets to allow B in when he feels a slight tug and dismiss the feeling that prompts Bruce to investigate because he literally can’t enter Crime Alley. He starts the trialsTM, he scouts on the very edge and sees people the whole day enter and get out and cross with no problem but Bruce can’t.

It’s literally just Bruce.

Time to call Constantine, i guess.

[your-fuccked-up-dad-volume100]

in the mood to hunt you down like prey in the most primal territorial way possible 🔪

[phykoha]

I hate hate HATE when people say I'm "having an attitude" with them, bc I'm literally not until AFTER they say that. And thats not even "an attitude", it's me being annoyed and frustrated bc youre saying im having an attitude when im NOT.

Like what does that even mean. I'm just autistic.

[getvalentined]

God, okay, so they're really just...doing this. Holy shit.

[bumblingbabooshka]

[Transcript: Sitting by Tuvok's bedside, Neelix certainly had to concede that the Vulcan looked as good as ever. "Psychic shock" - whatever it was - didn't seem to have left any scars. The commander was back to being his usual irascible, punctilious self. Tuvok folded his arms over his chest. "Oh, come now, Tuvok," Neelix said trying to be helpful. "Look on the positive side: a little bed rest, a chance to do some reading and meditating." Neelix observed the Vulcan's left eyebrow rise a half-centimeter. Ah, acceptance. "And I'll make you a special meal. I've been experimenting with a new kind of tortilla flour that I think would make an exceptional bean burrito." The eyebrow rose another half-centimeter. "With guacamole?" Tuvok asked. Neelix grinned extravagantly. "I think that could be arranged."] 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

source: String Theory, Cohesion

[onesnoopyaday]

snoopy blue-eyed person stare

Snoopy #87

27/12/2024

[swordmaid]

i am wide awake thinking about that post canon jb au again when I should be sleeping …!!! such is the nature of the jbrainrot…

[aelswiths]

Aelswith and Alfred (eye fucking) in 2x01

For @kingslionheart, @thedarknone, @volvaaslaug, @garunsdottir

[tjerra14]

help

[wildsaltair]

Need him in ways I can’t fully articulate

[kingkatsuki]

Could you imagine it’s still early days in your relationship with Bakugou in the villa, but there’s a recoupling and one of the new guys picks you to be in a couple with. You literally feel Bakugou stiffen as his jaw locks, his eyes set in a glare as you stand up and make your way towards the new guy, giving Bakugou a reassuring look before giving the guy a friendly hug and sitting down beside him.

Bakugou ends up picking your best friend in the villa in order to keep her safe, and immediately after you’re going over to him to tell him that you’re still fully interested in him, and you appreciate him for saving your friend.

And that night you’re telling him that you’ll sleep outside, that you don’t wanna share a bed with the new guy. But Bakugou tells you it’s okay, cause he knows it’s hot and humid outside and the mosquitos could eat you alive. So he tells you to sleep in the bed with the new guy, because firstly he trusts you, and secondly he knows it’ll drill home to the guy that you’re completely invested in him.

But just to make sure, he makes his way over to you in bed with the new guy before they turn off the lights, wearing only a pair of grey Calvin’s as he places a hand on the back of your neck and plants a deep kiss on your lips. Just enough to show everyone who you really belong to.

[ratatatastic]

pregame welcome package of mustamakkara!!! thats what i call spoiling the boys!!!

2024 nhl global series finland game 1 | 11.1.24 (x)(x)

[maggplays]

Frogs of Summer

A variation on Frogs of Fall, this was my original idea that morphed midway through. All hail the frog pajamas, who knew such an innocent post would take us here!

My apologies to Sam, I'll make it up to him later, if you thought Frogs of Fall was bad... oh dear. Please don't kill me, I'll write a part 2 at some point soon, promise!

Sebastian/fem farmer (Raven OC) NSFW: mild language, sexual content (toes touching the smut line) | Quick read ~1400 words (only Raven's POV this time)

Read on AO3 here: Frogs of Summer

Related: Frogs of Fall

Frogs of Summer

It’s early, but not that early. The sun rose not too long ago but the air is already sweltering, heavy in my lungs. Even wearing shorts and a sleeveless shirt, I’m sweating in the dead summer heat. I check my watch one more time before resting my hand on the door. Nine o’clock. The handle turns and the door swings open. I step inside, reveling in the cool air rushing to meet me. “Hello, Raven!” Robin’s cheerful voice greets me as I step up to the counter, she winks and nudges the catalogue towards me, eager for another big project. I glance toward the dark shadow of the basement stairs.

“Hehe! I should’ve guessed, you’re here to catch Sebby before he starts work. Well, you didn’t have to come by this early, he’s never up before 10:30. Wait, wait! Since you’re here, I want your opinion on my latest masterpiece. Right over here, what do you think?” Robin practically bounces over to a sheet-covered project, dramatically whisking the fabric up and letting it fly behind her to settle on the counter. 

I’m greeted by an intricately carved bed frame, four posters featuring vine patterns and leaves twining up the spindles and ending in blooming lotus flowers. It’s… incredible!

“I haven’t decided if I want to paint it or leave it the natural wood grain. I’m leaning towards natural, what do you think?” 

-Yawn- “I like the wood grain… did you get milk?” Sebastian’s velvety voice caresses my ear and my heart leaps. Even though he obviously just woke up, he sounds… I slowly turn as time stutters to a halt. Sebastian is rubbing his eyes, his hair wild, a pillow crease across one cheek. He hasn’t seen me yet, his fingers run back through his hair, then up as he reaches for the ceiling, arching his back and yawning, shirt riding up and exposing his belly… Oh… holy… My eyes widen and my heart tries to escape my chest as my gaze drifts down to his belly button and a tidy line of dark hair marching straight down between the angle of his hips to his dangerously-low waistband. My lungs struggle for air as my lips part, I'm gaping like a fish but can’t do anything about it… his pajama pants are well-worn, stretched out at the waist with frayed ties hanging loose. Little faded cartoon frogs frolic merrily across the fabric, dancing and catching dragonflies. One little frog seems to smirk then wink as it peeks out from behind the pajama fly. Rising up on his toes, Sebastian is fully committed to the stretch, as I unabashedly stare.

“SEBASTIAN!!” Robin’s voice rockets through the room, shocking Sebastian out of his languid stupor. He blinks, disoriented, then meets my gaze. Pupils dilating in those slate gray eyes, he starts to smile before a flush of red flares up his throat and over his cheeks as he yanks at his shirt hem. “Don’t just wander out of your room like that, this is a business! There are people here! Get your skinny ass back downstairs and put on some clothes, boy, you’re lucky it was Raven and not a client from Zuzu City!” The air snaps and crackles in irritation, I sheepishly glance down at my own clothes to make sure they look alright. 

“I uh, sorry, I didn’t… R-Raven? Oh god…” Spinning on his heel, Sebastian leaps for the stairs. I blink. Before propriety can stop me, I chase after Seb, hot on his heels as we scramble down the steps. He flings the door open, and I fly through right behind him, whirling to shut it firmly behind me, the cooler basement air washing over my body, lifting my hair. I press my back against the wooden panels, chest heaving. Sebastian is inches in front of me, eyes wide, mouth agape, panting… What did I just do? I’ve been in his room many times but this feels different. I literally just chased a half-dressed man into his bedroom and slammed the door! Oh Yoba, there’s no graceful way out of this one…

Tick… tick… tick… the clock on the wall and my pounding heart are all I can hear. I half expect Robin to burst through the door, but there is no sound from the stairs. -Gulp- “Seb… I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking… I’ll leave.” I force the words out, barely a whisper. Sebastian steps forward, his hand moving up, touching my face… so light… 

“Please… please don’t go,” he breathes, caressing my skin, my eyes flickering shut. Tick… tick… tick… Air rushes into my lungs and my body moves on its own, arms reaching out to close the gap between us, the fabric of Sebastian’s shirt catching then sliding beneath my palms until my hands meet behind his neck. My face pressed against his skin. Warm, safe. Sebastian’s breath is ragged in my ear, his arms snaking behind my back and tightening as warm lips brush my cheek. “Raven… I’ve wanted to hold you like this for so long…” The full length of his body is pressed against mine, the thin fabric of his pajamas doing nothing to disguise his form, the little frogs on his pants tickle my bare legs, teasing.

“There’s frogs on your pajamas,” I whisper. He chuckles, a low rumble in his chest. I look up and smile, his eyes shimmering gray pools in the dim light. 

“I like frogs.” His lips touch mine, soft and gentle, tentative, unsure. A tingling rush flows to my core, igniting a fire and deep ache within. I gasp and press more firmly against him, my tongue touching his lips, they immediately part to let me in. A whimpering moan caresses my ears as he curls his tongue around mine, I feel him hardening, pressing against me, searching… “D-do you want to… can we…” I shift my weight, wrapping one leg around his, leaning against him, feeling him surge in response. Mmmm that’s nice… I slide one hand down his chest, lifting his shirt, and running my fingers along the frayed waistband, the edges of elastic poking through where the fabric has worn away. Sassy little frogs peek from the gathered fabric, they seem to blush as if they know what’s coming. My fingers slip easily under the tired band, raising goosebumps on Sebastian’s pale skin. He’s not wearing any boxers. Damn. The downy hair of his happy trail meets coarser, curly strands. He sucks air and digs into my back as my fingertips touch the sensitive skin of his tip, a bead of moisture eliminating friction as my trembling fingers explore, breath shallow, heart racing.

Scrape… thunk… thunk… heavy feet racing down the stairs… “SEB! YOU DOWN THERE?” The door slams open, narrowly missing my back… “Heya-,” Ooof!! Sam’s momentum carries him through the door, piling into me and Sebastian, air rushes from my lungs, Sebastian’s arms pinwheeling, “AAAAAGH!!” THUD! Black… can’t see… lungs frantically gasping for air… Sebastian groaning as he tries to curl into a ball, Sam sprawled out on top of us. 

“Oh shit… oh god… ehhhehehhh,” Sebastian’s tortured whimpers reach my ears as air rushes back into my lungs and I blink. I’m in the middle of a man sandwich, Sebastian grabbing his crotch and Sam squirming on top, trying to roll off. If Sebastian hadn’t gotten such a beating, it would have been funny… well, maybe not. I shift to the side, unceremoniously dumping Sam on the floor, giving Sebastian room to breathe through his misery. 

“Seb! Oh man, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to, I swear! Uh, are you okay? Raven! I didn’t mean to kill him, really!” Sam leans over Sebastian, obviously concerned that he’d irreparably damaged his friend. Sebastian seems to have recovered, I catch a glint in his eye as his leg shoots out, snagging Sam’s foot and landing him flat on his back, spread-eagle. Gasping. “Dude! Okay, I deserved that… wait… were you guys just… ohhhhh damn… hehe! I’m going to be paying for this for a while, huh?”

Sebastian’s mouth twitches, “In ways you can’t even imagine.”

[unordinaries]

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[wistfulwatcher]

YELLOWJACKETS | 2.06 “Qui”

[butdaddyilovehim99]

the way he says ‘oh?’ comes off playful in a sexy teasing sort of way (almost condescending but that’s not austin at all just let my mind run wild over here okay??)

i want him to talk down to me, tease me (humiliate me) while attending an event together 🥵 i want his hands brushing against my lower back as he leads me around, hand on my thigh once we’re seated. whispering filth in my ear all night and teasing when i flush, pressing my thighs together. i want him to get me to the point where i am begging to leave early so he can fuck me properly