#ty for the ask anon >:)

[demonic0angel]

Justice League Dark being all worried because an ancient and magically powerful pharaoh is going to awaken to his past life memories soon and could usher in a new age of darkness if he isn't stopped.

Tucker, said pharaoh, gains his past life memories and magical power, and ignores it in favor of continuing his internship at Wayne Tech.

Part 2

Wonder Woman frowned. “What are you saying?”

Constantine growled. “I’m saying that if we don’t find this thing fast…. It could bring in a new age of darkness. And trust me, you don’t want to find out what that could mean.”

Wonder Woman turned to Zatanna. “How dangerous is this thing? And how did this happen?”

Zatanna shook her head, also looking worried and confused. “I’m not entirely sure. However, Constantine and I did some spells and we talked to some other psychics, who have all said the same thing. Someone out there in the world will soon gain their past life’s memories and magical power, and with it, they will have the knowledge and capabilities to bring death and chaos to this world. We need to stop them.”

Wonder Woman nodded. “Tell me what we need to do. We must stop this person before anything could happen!”

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“Wait, but didn’t we already know that you’re the reincarnation of a past pharaoh?” Danny said, staring at him in bafflement through the screen. “This isn’t anything new.”

Tucker rolled his eyes. “I know! Like damn, couldn’t I have given these powers in high school?”

“Still wouldn’t get bitches though,” Sam said dryly, not even looking up from where she was trimming her plants.

“Hey!” Tucker complained.

Danny smirked. “Maybe you could say he’s a…. Late bloomer?”

He chortled as they both groaned. Sam picked up her flowers and placed them under her desk to protect them from Danny’s awful puns with a shake of her head. Tucker just gave a long sigh.

Tucker was sullen. “I mean… it’s cool and all, but I don’t need them, y’know? And for some reason, I have voices in my head telling me to start the apocalypse now.”

Sam and Danny stared at him with varying degrees of unimpressed and concern. “Well? Are you?” Sam asked, raising an eyebrow.

Tucker snorted. “Hell no. You know how much I get paid at Wayne Enterprises? I get paid buckets for only an hour a day to write up some software and then I can spend the rest of the time on games. There’s no way I’m going to waste my time on Armageddon when I can make money.”

Danny beamed. “That’s the spirit! Do you want me to come over to exorcise the voices in your head? They’re probably like… ghosts or something, right?”

“Nah, it’s alright. Jazz is going to come over to help. And if it’s insanity from drinking Gotham water, then she’s definitely more qualified than you guys.”

Danny nodded. “Makes sense.”

Sam chuckled to herself. “Who knew that the world could be saved with a billionaire’s money? Oh, wait, I did because—!”

Both boys groaned and settled in for another rant about the ethics of billionaires. Not that they disagreed, but still.

[batbabydamian]

… I so mean it when I say you don’t have to but have you seen that outfit Jon Kent dreamt about Damian in… would you draw Damian in that outfit? Even just a sketch?

tried to channel the fun gestures from the film The Concierge at Hokkyoku Department Store (v cute please check it out 🥺)

Absolute Power: Super Son

[hinamie]

someone asked if i had ever drawn gojo with his scars, now i have :>

[atomeequark]

I love Leon's forehead thank you

[nyancrimew]

So people once were calling me a terf, persecuting me just because I held some different opinion. After taking a break from social media, I've did some thinking, and I've came to accept this label as a part of who I am. I identify, inside and out, within the fibers if my soul, as a terf, and anyone who objects to this is being criticalphobic. After a while though, being so enshrined with terfness started exposing to me the many issues and hypocrisies terfs have, which I started rejecting. I just remembered I left my pizza in the oven, its burning uh

Eventually I realized that by rejecting trans people from society, I was arbitrarily drawing a line between what a person participating in society could be, completely discounting all the possible ways our biology I've so long revered could betray the labels our ancestors placed on ourselves. I stopped excluding trans people and started exclusively rejecting normal feminists, making me a ferf, until I walked outside and accidently talked to a guy and found they were normal. With no one familiar to belong to, I gave in and joined feminists and became a rfet.

Anyways do you want to hear about the time I almost drowned in a public water fountain

and the oscar for "best supporting anonymous bait" goes to....... whatever the fuck this is

[suntails]

happy birthday silver!!

[robo-writing]

I’m so naughty for this 😻😻 literally nobody can match my freak rn

What if… fluff fanfic of Logan and Reader where he is sleeping at normal times to fall asleep, and he wakes up to cocoa to warm him and Reader up in the cold near winter fall. Huddled up in a blanket together, giggling like teenagers over dumb puns.

literally the freakiest I can be rn 🐺⁉️⁉️

Anon this is OBSCENE, LEWD EVEN…..I like your style 👀

The smell of hot cocoa is what arouses him from his sleep—the familiar smell of chocolate and marshmallows wafting from the kitchen. Warm vanilla and rich cocoa moving through the air.

What makes him get out of bed however, is the distinct lack of you. He knows from the lack of your perfume that you're not at his side, but he still reaches a hand out to feel your empty spot—still warm. It doesn't take long for him to put two and two together, bare feet padding against the floor to find you in the kitchen. Hair messy, clothes tossled with the dredges of sleep still faintly visible in your eyes when you look up at him from the stove. "Mmm, mornin' baby," you whisper, voice deep with sleep. "I didn't wake you, did I?" "You expect me to stay in bed when my girl ain't there with me?" He says, coming behind to rest his face against your neck. A pleased hum escapes you, exposing more of your neck as he inhales your scent, lets his head fall further into you while he embraces you. The scruff of his beard tickles, and you make a mental note to ask him to trim it in the morning, but for now this is good enough. His voice is low when he speaks. "Smells good, what're you makin'?" "Hot chocolate," you answer, eyes darting towards the counter. "Saved you a mug." The bright red cup draws his attention, but not enough to pull him away from you right now. He leaves a small kiss against your exposed skin as gratitude, nuzzling up and down your face like a dog does to it's favorite human. "God, I love you. Have I told you that before?" You love it when he's like this, at peace. Too long he's forced to be someone he's not, and it makes your heart swell to know that you're the only one that can turn this beast of a man into a puppy. "You might have mentioned it once or twice." you laugh. "Would you love me more if I told you there's a blanket in the living room with our names on it?" His groan makes your spine tingle, large palms squeezing at your sides. "Marry me." "We're already married Logan," you smile, only to be interrupted with another groan. "Marry me again honey—I'll buy you two rings this time."

[e-resources]

yung lean 2013 vaporwave type shit??🙏

💿.... V4PORWAVE .𖥔 ݁ ˖ GR4PH1CS .ᐟ.ᐟ

credits! X

[cheekinpermission]

hello! I hope I'm not bothering, but I wanted to ask you the question number 13 of Twisted Wonderland OC Question list.

Your art is so beautiful btw 😆❤️

Q. 13 - If your OC could physically fight another character, who would it be and would they win?

He's an octopus he'll be fine

It would be Azul FOR SURE

Erin has had beef with him since the events of Book 3. She hasn't exactly gotten over him tricking her friends into servitude and then kicking her out of the closest thing she could consider a home... He made it personal.

It's the same reason why she has a general disliking of Octavinelle, btw

In a physical fight, I think Erin could take him EASY. Azul has shown himself to be easily fatigued and rather uncoordinated on land. Erin's got a lot of fight in her so I'm pretty confident she would whoop him if it really came down to it.

On land, anyway.

If we were talking about an aquatic fight where he was in his octopus form, she's cooked. No question. The tweels have already confirmed he's much stronger in the water AND he's got eight extra appendages to work with.

[luckyashes-art]

Could you draw tsukasa flashbanging emu and she just turns to dust or smth I think it would be funny

[PJSK Monster AU]

😰😰

...well at least phoenixes rise from the ashes? (Bonus)

[notdysfunk]

how would Sun and Moon react to gifts from fans? (Either in person or not)

TYSM FOR ASKING!! This was a rlly fun idea to think about!!

Sun and Moon are pretty humble, and even if they seem high-n-mighty they both sit in their room after shows giggling about all the jewlery, photos, or other gifts fans have made them. Sun particularly loves hand crafted gifts, paintings n' things like that. Moon particularly loves jewelry and that one plushie someone made of him. Sun LOVES taking photos with fans too, Moon not quite as much but he will if he were asked to!

[demonic0angel]

Jack and Maddie (mostly Maddie) finally publish all their scientific findings on ghosts after a couple of years of working with Danny and talking to Ghost Zone citizens. Lex Luthor immediately shit talks their findings. Being the mature and responsible people they are, Jack and Maddie build a giant robot to smash Lex's face in.

Part 2

Sam, Tucker, Danny, and Jazz all stood there in silence as they watched Lex Luthor battle against the Fentons, both sides in giant mechas.

The sound of metal creaking and destruction filled the air. The people around them had long since scattered, but were also situated farther away to watch the show.

Superman, from where he was floating in the air, was also watching the fight, looking a tad confused but also very entertained.

“… this is like that one anime,” Tucker said, staring at the metal robots punching each other dreamily. “With the mechas.”

“Neon Genesis Evangelion?” Sam said.

Danny replied, “Gundam.”

Jazz added, “Voltron, maybe?”

The other three hissed at her. “Don’t you dare mention that— that—! That horrible show!” Sam cried, shivering as she hugged herself.

Jazz sighed. “My bad. Pacific Rim, then? Or Transformers?”

“Sure, let’s go with that,” Danny said.

“Wow. Your parents are beating him up with the power of love,” Tucker said.

From a distance, Superman choked on his spit.

They didn’t notice and turned back to the fight, where the Fenton parents were pummeling Luthor’s machine suit, all while screaming insults at him through a microphone.

There was a lot of emphasis on him being lonely and loveless in said insults.

“This is the best day of my life,” Sam said, and everyone nodded.

It was a good day when a billionaire could get beaten up.

[batbabydamian]

Your older jondami art reminds me of the fanfic: It Wouldn't Be Make Believe (If You Believed In Me) by poisonivory, it's basically a college au where Jon ends up helping Damian solve a case and at one point they go undercover as a couple

Just love some good college jondami lol

OH I LOVE THAT FIC!! idk if you’re referring to my jondami stuff in general but my first fanart of them was very much fueled by that fic (even the caption about how "they’re working on a case" - yeah that was me so enamored by the fic’s vibe of how they investigate together 🥺)

poisonivory’s other jondami fic Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow? also makes me yell for so many reasons but the way certain comic events were utilized to affect the narrative and ship?? wild (warning for this fic, it’s Explicit jic anyone's jumpscared by sex)

[housesalad]

Your art is so gorgeous and edible, and X files and Hannibal oooooooooooo!!!!!

thank you so much, I really appreciate it! here’s a little mulder for you <3

[shade-e-e-es]

“hermitcraft application” and it’s just all of skizz’s builds from yesterday and from guess that build with a crumpled crying begging🥺🥺 skizz face

[spacebubblehomebase]

i want to take your art, put it in a pot, fill that pot with broth, chicken, and noodles, boil it, then eat it with crackers, so my mouth can feel a sliver of the joy my eyes feel when i see your art

Had to try out that oddly specific recipe, but thank you! ^v^ -Bubbly💙