#wip: there does not exist

[post-punk-revival]

[ekingstonart]

Kara boutta pounce

[foxyfexyll]

i love fanfics where an ships akty just as much as the reader. in universe no one truly knows the extent of their relationship

[420blazikin]

ferdihardt

[solsticelosthermind]

….that means the heartless cur’s reason to live, and the reason he died, and the reason he remembered himself, and the reason he stayed by Atsushi’s side as he faded, the reason he’s getting to his feet right now despite it all—it’s all for love.

[glitter-stained]

for wip game: ok i HAVE to ask about the horse movie. I NEED to know more about the horse movie.

Okay so this one I love the AU but am hesitant to share because it's ooc and I'm self-conscious about it. The thing is it's a civilian AU that pulls from canon, arkhamverse, young justice show etc. so obviously it's gonna be different (but I think the mere fact of not dressing up to fight crime at night is gonna change stuff lol). Plus, of course, those horsegirl books I read when I was a preteen and a couple of long-lost fanfics about horses.

Anyway you know how sometimes in those stories a complicated girl with issuesTM goes to a ranch and is told there's this one horse is super wild and dangerous because of how it was abused by its previous owners before, but the horse recognises that the girl is complex and that she was hurt by life, too, and they're the same, and week after week they slowly get to know eachother and stop being so nervous and weary and they end up best friends and she's the only one allowed to ride the horse? Well, that's Jason and Red Hood.

Basically Jason goes to work at the Queen ranch to help with like cooking and cleaning because Roy needs help around so he can spend the time designing himself a prosthetic arm and the ranch takes so much time he needs to delegate, especially since Lian is there. And there, Jason who swore he'd never ride again, meets Red Hood the untamable horse and begins bringing her treats after a hard day of work and the develop a ✨ connection ✨. It's very indulgent, still pretty angsty because of both of their traumas, Roy's addiction and Catherine, their insecurities about Lian, the fact Roy has no idea Jason is his best friend's presumed dead little brother... But it also has all the cliche scenes of riding together, having a picnic by the river, going to dance at the nearby town, and yes, there is a scene where Jason takes Roy's hat and puts in on his head. I have to confess, this is a very feel-good one where yeah bad things happened but it's all in the past and now we're learning to heal and trust again, with just a very obvious metaphor about befriending a horse with treats. It's mostly arrowfam with the batfam kinda in the background. though there's a decent enough dose of dickroy friendship. And Jaymia friendship because if I have an opportunity to create an AU in which they get along then by god I will.

Every hero identity (batfam and arrowfam) is a horse, except for Speedy, Robin and Cheshire Cat which are poneys.

[jade-of-mourning]

sorry sometimes i think about mako and my heart hurts so much. this kid raised himself and his brother on the streets in homelessness and utter poverty from eight through fifteen, promptly after seeing the violent death of his mother and father. he turned to the triple threats because they couldn't survive as a pair of wretched kids without any adult support, and the environment forced him to turn into the exact character that killed his parents in a terrible twist of irony. and after sheer-fucking-luck hits and they aren't homeless anymore, their livelihood wavers on the outcome of what's a literally game to everyone but them; and after things are finally starting to look up and their team is going places and things just might be okay, his gradually stabilizing world unceremoniously expands and everything goes to shit.

and the city that chewed him up and spat him back out, ruined him as a child and took away his ability to stay afloat in a true sense of normalcy as an adult — when it's on the verge of destruction and falling to pieces before his eyes, he gives himself to save it with the full expectation to die. he went from the kid who didn't and couldn't care about anything outside of himself and his brother, to finding redemption for his younger self in his police work despite its injustice against him, to willingly sacrificing himself to a world that had never loved him.

he's a desperate people pleaser, socially and emotionally stunted for the adult he had to be as a kid, unable to navigate interpersonal relationships easily yet still trying his damned hardest. he's intensely and entirely devoted to the things that matter to him and for so long it was only him, bolin, and ensuring their survival — yet by the end, that devotion has expanded to protecting the rest of the world. he starts out entirely self-reliant and ends in trusting the people he cares about to know their own needs, to be able to take care of themselves, to be okay without him despite having spent so much of his life defined by his role in others' well-being.

just. what the fuck i'm such a big fan of this fictional guy and i'm unashamed about it at this point. also let him cry please (if you won't i'll do it i'll let him cry)

[ultravioletbrit]

I saw one random meme and now I can’t stop brainrotting a Coyote Ugly jegulus. It’s so good, my brain hurts.

[lizpaige]

werewolf!adam parrish and werewolf hunter!ronan lynch au. that is all 🫡

[corrosivesaints]

chat how many sex scenes are too many.

[post-punk-revival]

There Does Not Exist is my darkest and most serious wip, therefore the drawings I make for it must be the least effort for the dumbest jokes

(Almost forgot one)

[wikiangela]

🥵🥵🥵

9 sentences of the bucktommy smut for you! still not really sure about anything in this fic, but hopefully it's turning into something semi-good lmao

 “Can I blow you?” he adds, and it’s so sudden and quick, for a second Buck doesn’t even register it, too lost in Tommy’s touch. But when the words catch up to him, he releases the loudest moan. “God, please,” he whimpers, the thought of Tommy’s lips on him filling him with so much more needy desire, he just needs more more more. More Tommy, more of this, just more. “I think- I think I might die if you don’t.” He says and hears Tommy bark out a breathy laugh. “Well, that’s a little dramatic,” he teases, but he lowers his head, closer to Buck’s dick, the movements of his hand slowing down. When he speaks next, his hot breath ghosts over Buck’s flushed skin, his cock twitching with anticipation. “But we can’t let that happen, can we?” he purrs, and then his tongue is darting out and licking the pre-come off the slit, and Buck’s pretty sure his moan can be heard in the whole building.

tagging people who were also interested: @bidisasterevankinard @monsterrae1 @hippolotamus

[exhausted-kari]

I needed to get that scallywag mcgucket out of my noggin but I'm too lazy to make this clean and pretty

[libertykinney]

wip snippet set between 3x07 and 3x08

Brian orders a coffee to go.

Justin rings up his order. When he turns to take his money, he catches Brian eyeing his hand, which is now bare.

“Getting your rings resized before the wedding?” Brian asks, glib.

Justin ignores him.

Switching gear, Brian notes, “It’s pretty dead in here for lunch hour.”

“There’s a contest today at the grub shack around the corner,” Justin tells him. “Free vouchers if you can eat the monster meatball sub in an hour.”

Brian snorts. “Well, you know how fags love to show off how much they can fit in their mouths.” He leans against the counter and smirks. “Maybe you should go,” he teases.

Despite himself, Justin presses his eyes shut and breathes an embarrassed groan. It turns into a laugh.

When he opens his eyes, Brian is smiling, his eyes glittering in amusement.

“I wouldn’t want to steal the title away from an underdog,” Justin jokes.

“How very considerate of you.”

Kiki taps on Justin’s shoulder, letting him know that the fresh pot of coffee is ready. He pours some into a to-go cup for Brian. When he puts it down on his side of the counter, he slides a few sugar packets along with it, for when Brian gets into his car and stops pretending he drinks his coffee black.

Brian shoves the packets into his pocket. “Well,” he says, just when Justin thinks that he’s made it through this conversation unscathed, “you better check in with that jeweler.” He picks up his coffee and raps his knuckles on the counter. “They get so busy this time of year,” he adds, the words accompanied by a shrug and a mocking giggle.

With that, he strides out the door.

Justin keeps looking in his direction, even after the door swings shut and Brian has passed out of view of the window. He frowns.

He doesn’t notice right away when Kiki comes up behind him.

“Ignore him,” her voice chimes. “My ex was the same way when I got with my hubby. Always making fun of him and our relationship at every opportunity. It’s just jealousy.”

“Jealousy?” Justin scoffs. “Brian just likes being right.”

And he was right.

He’d been dismissive of Ethan from the very beginning, belittling his romantic gestures, refusing to call him the right name, being the voice Ethan was all too ready to listen to that whispered that he should choose a recording contract over Justin. It was like he’d set up a neon sign over Ethan’s head announcing that he was temporary and full of shit.

Then he got to sit back and watch while Justin spent months convincing himself otherwise.

Meanwhile, it had taken Brian less than twenty-four hours to notice the second it fell apart.

It’s as inconvenient as it was inevitable.

Brian notices everything. He’s a lot more strategic about what he lets on.

Justin detests that he’s locked himself into this charade with Brian for the foreseeable future, where they both know Ethan was a dead-end, but are pretending nothing’s happened.

He knows that Brian won’t come right out and say it until Justin has made it common knowledge, but that won’t stop him from poking and prodding the sore subject the whole time.

“Then I assume…” Kiki muses hesitantly, “that he’s right that it didn’t work out?”

Justin sighs, deflating.

“Please don’t tell Debbie,” he pleads.

“Honey,” Kiki starts. “I went forty years of my life convincing everyone, their poodle, and myself that I was a man named ‘Kenny’.” She raises her eyebrows, letting the ridiculousness of that idea ring out. It makes Justin smile. She pats his shoulder. “I can keep a secret.”

[notthequiettype]

kaveh akbar, martyr!

[manilovetumblerusernames]

Here, hav some goofy wips + insta filter b4 i go to bed :3