#this is positively ancient

[aldiwali]

ROHAN/HANBIN (boa hancock/nico robin): fake manga panels

[sakuravalelp]

Phantom letters - DPXDC PROMPT

The bats wake up one day to the internet going crazy; people around the world were getting letters from they're diseased loved ones. The reactions are mixed, from people being outraged for the "prank" to people crying in melancholy at getting closure.

All the letters have something in common: They're closed with a green sealing wax that had an stylize DP and the name Phantom beneath it. Posts about the cards were using the # Phantom Letters.

The bats are discussing the viral posts in the cave when Alfred comes holding a basket filled with letters, announcing they were left at the doors. The letters had the sealing wax that they recognize from the posts. Checking the cameras they can see how they glitch before the basket appears.

Alfred starts to distribute the letters that had only one destinatary. Letters from each Thomas and Martha to both Bruce and Alfred. Letters from each John and Mary to Dick. A letter from Catherine to Jason. A letter from the Drake's to Tim, and another one to Bruce.

Once they had calmed down enough from the shock, Alfred proceeded to read the shared recipients. From Thomas and Martha to "The grandchildren we never got to meet." From John and Mary to "the family that took our little Robin in." Letters from Catherine to "My little boys family." The letters were directed to people the deceased didn't get to meet.

As much as the mere existence of the letters tugged at their hearts, they decided to not read them until they verified that the handwriting actually belong to the ones it claimed. They checked each letter, and in the end confirmed the letters were in fact from they're lost love ones.

After much discussion, each person makes the decision to read they're own letters later in private, and they proceed to read the ones that shared recipients out loud. The letter mentioned specifics like names and events that the deceased shouldn't have been able to know, including they're vigilante abilities, which had them pause each time to panic a bit. But what was more interested were certain pieces of the letters that mentioned a Prince Phantom.

"Prince Phantom said to don't mention things past our death, but it wasn't a command, so we're hoping this won't be much of a problem." - John and Mary

"I still can't believe Prince Phantom is letting us do this, but I'm so glad." - Catherine

It finally paints the mystery in a more concerning light when at the end of Thomas and Martha's letter there is a call for help.

"We're sorry for ending the letter on a serious tone, but seeing the kind of job you all get involved in, we wanted to ask: Could you please help Prince Phantom? Phantom had asked us to not give information about this, but he's so young, and has already been hurt so much. Please, check on Amity Park, Illinois."

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Meanwhile, team Phantom has decided that they needed to get the news about the GIW out of Amity and ask for help. Two problems:

the GIW blocks any technological attempt made.

People might be afraid to learn that ghosts exist and side with the GIW.

As a way to deal with the public image, Phantom opens a possibility that the death have never had:

"All afterlives are open to write letters to their love ones that are still alive today. Nothing that includes threats, and don't go talking about the anti-ecto acts or Amity Park yet, we're trying to ease people into our existence first. Also, I know you all check on your love ones when the veil is thin, but please keep the things you shouldn't know out of the letters if possible. If you want your letter to be sent in the first batch, make sure to deliver your letter before the week ends."

Letters are a good way to reconnect people with the death, they aren't digital, and the GIW won't be able to intercept letters if they're send through inter-dimensional portals. Two birds in one shot.

[julius-caeser]

I've got a feeling that this month is going to be my month!

[turndecassette2]

anyways, uploaded this old thing 'an arrow for the king' onto: itch & Patreon. it's free

[kosatsatosh]

I watched tf1 about a month and a half ago and these sketches have just been sitting in my archives...

[donutfloats]

What were Narinder and the Lamb’s reactions to finding out they’re having kids?

It was definitely… unexpected

The lamb had been under the weather for some time, so begrudgingly visited Kallamar at the medical tent by Narinder’s demand.

At first it was a joke by Kallamar that the Lamb do a pregnancy test after they came back clean as a whistle, but this did spark the idea in the Lamb’s head of “what if?”

So two or so days later, they got their answer

Don’t worry Kallamar was fine

[katerinaaqu]

Friendly reminder that Athena and Hera rebelled against Zeus in a full fucking coup and defied him again in the Iliad and still live in all honors in Olympus. Zeus never went further than empty threats with either of them.

Let that sink in

[vulcanette]

[sarafangirlart]

“Ajax the lesser did rape Cassandra but Agamemnon didn’t bc he spoke positively of her and loved her!” I’m going to hold your hand as I say this, slaves can’t consent.

[cookies-after-dark]

Yk what? I genuinely feel like shadow milk cookie x MC x pure vanilla cookie genuinely just makes me think of two of em casually fucking in bed while the other just walks in to do something but pauses and just stares for a few minutes before shrugging and carrying on with what they where doing or asking to join in

Not even just shrugging. Shadow Milk Cookie's ass is prppped up by Pure Vanilla Cookie; he's upside down and waving enthusiastically at you, "Hello, darling~!!"

Pure Vanilla Cookie, who's surprisingly flexible and squatting over Shadow Milk Cookie has to turn around to face you in mid-thrust, "Hi there, dear~. How was your day?"

Really, just in the most obscene positions imaginable. And after a little small talk they go right back to fucking nasty, Shadow Milk Cookie is mewling and crying out without a care in the world, having his ass on full display for you and being pounded mercilessly. (Mercilessly, because PV is not being gentle here. Let's be truthful here).

Witches forbid if they ask you to join in. They will, actually. They always offer, and if not they're more than happy to just give you a show!

[ahappenstancedoodle]

I don't know what possessed me to draw this, and I don't know who this character will be... but I love her.

I'm picturing her as a folk musician from some fantasy island nation, but that's likely to change at some point since I'm still world building.

(Image Description: a digital drawing of an unnamed original fantasy character. She is a fat woman with light brown skin, dark hair and eyes, and a hooked nose. She is wearing a pinkish-purple head wrap, a white sleeveless shirt, a dark brown skirt with an over-layer similar in colour to the head wrap, and tan sandals. The woman has a bright, open smile on her face, and is holding a drum in one hand and banging on it with the other. End Image Description.)

(@fatphobiabusters @timidsketch I hope it's okay to tag you all! I'm kinda counting this as an entry to FLAugust's Music prompt.)

[sleepy-edits]

[cosmicportal]

A wooden statue of the priest Baozhi, transforming into the Eleven-Headed Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva upon reaching nirvana. 11th century, Heian Period. Currently on display at the Kyoto National Museum. The Eleven-Headed Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is a form of the Bodhisattva who represents compassion. This figure has one main head and ten smaller heads, which symbolize the ability to see and understand the suffering of all beings. Each head represents a different way the Bodhisattva perceives the world, showing compassion in various forms.

[idalenn]

New life overruns; the dust of dried tears is cleaned out and tossed into the wind; a table is placed where a friend once stood, day after day, waxing poetic to the beetles lining the windowsill; their conversations smother our glittering memories of whiling the days away in pleasant company, heedless of time, freeing ourselves – for just a moment – from the weight of responsibility to the star. Would that I might claim in me his desires wholly absent, but I dare not be so prideful.

(dialogue slightly edited from this WIP Wednesday post to fit images)

[midnight--sadness]

"gihun is the hottest squid game character" I say into the mic.

the crowd boos. I begin to walk off in shame, when a voice speaks and commands silence from the room.

"she's right," he says. I look for the owner of the voice. there in the fifth row stands: hwang dong-hyuk.

[clearpills]