#to serve humanity

[e32c-af6f]

IT! Let's fucking GOOOOOOOO!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Enki S Ending: God Blocking Gambit

[communistkenobi]

students in the social sciences can’t explain it either lol. “people in this country see no merit in studying any subject that cannot go on a resume” that’s because they go to school to get a job! I wonder what larger structural factors contribute to this widespread relationship people have to higher education. maybe this guy can use his big beautiful humanities degree to explain it to us

[2-eeillustration]

Drew out this human version of Twitch last night and it came out so cute waaa 🥺

[fuck3dupkinks]

I swear, virgins, incels, neckbeards, and nerds, specifically ones typically considered ugly, are the absolute best! Imagine them pinning you down and clumsily thrusting into you, yelling at you about how all women are stuck up bitches who need to get raped. He grabs at your breasts and spits in your face, he pisses down your throat and makes you clean him with your tongue. He stroked your hair while abusing your holes and telling you you’re going to become his dream waifu or tradwife, and you’re going to spend the rest of your life servicing him, cooking, and cleaning, fetching him beers.

[uncanny-tranny]

The whole "breasts shouldn't be politicized because the primary purpose of breasts is to feed babies!" can be a fine jumping-off point, but I really wish people thought deeper than that when we talk about the ways in which bodies are politicized and restricted.

Like, why's it that when we talk about breasts, they must have some Higher Purpose? It's true that breasts aren't inherently sexual, but they aren't valuable solely because they can potentially feed a baby. A human body doesn't have to serve a Higher Purpose in order for it to not be legislated against or policed, and I just wish people would remember it isn't always about babies, about other people, about anything else other than the people who have that body.

[rboooks]

DC X DP fic: Legal Compensation

Bruce Wayne doesn't know what sick monster would think it is funny to ruin Jason's grave, but when an alert arrives at the cave, he's flying towards the cemetery intending to find out.

And teach them some respect.

Of course, he knows Jason's not in there- not after his son returned with more hate and rage than a person- but it was still his last resting place.

He barely acknowledges Tim and Damian pulling up beside the Batmobile, each on their own bike while Dick, Steph, and Cass fly above him. They all got the alert. None of them are happy.

When they arrive, it's to see a teenager happily whistling as he shovels away layers of dirt. The stranger is in a white and black hoodie, a neon green ghost crossing from the front to the back, and his white hair with glowing green eyes lets them know it's not a human.

Or if it is, then not an average human. Meta, based on how he picks up way more dirt than he should be able to lift with his glowing green shovel.

They also see Jason get there first, his eyes glowing in Pit Rage and .points a gun to the back of the teenager's head. Bruce opens his mouth to shout, Damian manages to throw a ninja star, but they are far too late.

Jason pulls the trigger. A large bang is heard across the cemetery. The teenager drops into the deep hole he is making.

The family can only watch as the Pit Rage disappears from Jason's mind, and horror creeps onto his face as he realizes what he has done. It's too late now, though. The child is dead.

Bruce feels sick to his stomach- and then The teenager stands up, his head reforming in terrible familiar green liquid. The family forms a protective circle around a frozen Jason as the teenager turns around to look at them with Lazarus' green eyes and smiles.

Smiles at Jason with far too bright eyes. "I found you! I didn't realize you already left your grave, but that makes things easier. Jason Peter Todd, yes?"

"Who are you?" Bruce demands, stepping before his second oldest.

The white hair boy's smile becomes wider- if that's possible. "I'm Phantom. I'm working on behalf of the Ghost King."

Damian hisses, "What does the most powerful being in the multiverse want with Todd?"

"Baby Bat?" Dick asks without really asking.

"The Ghost King is the ruler of the Infinite Realms. The place where grandfather harvests the Lazarus Pit."

That's not good.

The teenager laughs. "The very same. He wants me to offer Legal Compensation to Mr. Todd."

"Legal Compensation? For what?" Tim asks this time.

"The glitch. See, Mr.Todd wasn't supposed to die- he was supposed to break the door and crawl to safety while the bomb jammed. At the same time, the Master of Time was preoccupied with another dimension saving the lives of six very important people to the Ghost King from a junk food explosion. Because of that, he was not there to control time correctly, creating a glitch in this universe's time flow. It speeded up certain areas, in your case, the location of the bomb's jam, making it explode earlier than it should have. He corrected it by bringing you back, but you were in a grave by that point. The Master of Time realized the grave injustice this was, so he sent me as legal Compensation."

That.... was a lot.

"How are you legal compensation?" Jason growls.

"Well, those people were just as important to me as the Ghost King. Since you lost your life due to the incident, I will give you my natural life here as a human for you to use." The teenager's form shifts after an ample bright light, and suddenly they are looking at a perfectly black hair blue eye average looking human who smiles happily at them. "Ta-da! So what do you want me to do first, Master Todd?"

"No." Jason hisses, looking angrier than he's ever looked before. Bruce can't say he doesn't feel the same way. "No, the Master of Time does not get to kill me. Go oopsie-daisy and then send me a fucking slave as an apology!"

"Not a slave- more of a- ugh Bulter!" The teenager argues, trying to crawl out of the hole and falling down, into a heap as he oversteps. "Wow, being a full human is going to get some getting use to."

"No!" Jason yells, turns around, and walks away.

"Wait! Wait! Master Todd, wait for me!" The teenager calls desperately, but Jason disappears into the shadows of Gotham without a backward glance. The boy slides into the mudd, voice muffled as he screams.

Steph takes pity on him offering her hand to help him out of the hole. "What's your name, by the way?"

"Phantom." The teenager says with a grateful smile taking the hand and climbing out. He gives the rest of the family an awkward smile "Danny Phantom"

Bruce ends up with another son by the following day. Jason ends up with a restless wanna-be butler who follows him everywhere, trying to serve him. The fact he cure his Pit Madness didn't seem to even register with him.

Jason wants Danny to leave him alone and quit the "I must spend the rest of my human life providing for your every whim". It's getting creepy.

[alymccart]

Sorry for the silence, y'all! I have been so, so busy, and fighting with lack of inspiration and junk, particularly in regards to my writing. BUT. I maaaaay be obsessively working on a Hazbin/Chaggie AU fanfic.

A fanfic that miiiight have something to do with them meeting as humans (mostly) at college.

In the 90s.

Charlie has a beeper.

*cough*

I'm sorry it's nowhere near ready to start posting yet, but here's some doodles of the girls!

[alphaketoglutaricacid]

The bell shuro gives laios is such an elegant piece of symbolism. Laios immediatly stows it away but it's jingling at the bottom of his bag (and mind) the whole time as the crew enters the most isolated section of the story.

Rescuing Falin was the first thing shuros ever wanted or asked for and Laios return pushes him to be more and more proactive abt his desires. On Shuros side, its constantly ringing, out of his control, and annoying to him and everyone around him. Despite being mortified w intruding on other people, he keeps it on him even when he sleeps. They both almost throw it away several times.

Thru the story its a little ambiguous what shuro feels about laios. IMO the dead giveaway is where he puts that bell:

At his heart!

[filthydaddy710]

What do you think of my wife @sagepuppy09 ? She wants everyone to know what a dumb slut she is and that her purpose is making men happy.

Make sure you comment and say something about her.

[nobigneil]

[eightyuh]

Tiny Harry AU twist: Glen is still 0'6, and Harry is ~0.2cm tall

(I changed Harry to 2cm so that it would be a similar ratio to Glen)

went a little crazy with this one ... the gears were turning. thanks for the idea!

[fuck3dupkinks]

We are woman, and as women, we have holes. But more than that, we have a sort of mental and spiritual gap and incompleteness. We always feel some sort of emptiness deep inside. An emptiness that only goes away with the help of a man.

There’s a reason girls are always fantasizing about meeting our Prince Charming from a young age. There’s a reason we constantly talk with our friends about guys. There’s a reason we are stereotyped as being boy crazy. Because we need men, and we know it.

Men complete and fulfill us, physically, mentally, and spiritually. Dumb feminists may try to deny it, but deep down they know. We need men. They are superior to us. We can only be made whole through service to men. We are miserable without them. We have an innate drive to obey them.

Throughout history, throughout all societies, women have taken on a subservient role. We have taken on supporting roles wherein we aid the men, but don’t do the real work ourselves.

The desire to serve and obey men is natural in all of us. Denying this simple fact only leads to misery. Studies have shown women aren’t actually any happier in more gender equal countries. With the advancement of feminism, even more people, men and women, are depressed and miserable. We can help solve this issue. All we need to do is accept the truth, drop to our knees, and worship men. Our superiors. Our betters. Our gods.

[ryllen]

Watch 'My Daemon',

it's about a very good boy & a very good dog,

told in in very good stories.

[sexy-sapphic-sorcerer]

if colin morgan ever saw the shit that I post about him, he would arrest me immediately

[scrawnytreedemon]

some picked-mins i doodled, alone in a server vc :}