#yell at me if it is pls

[sentientsky]

crowley and aziraphale negotiating child support payments in s3

[crowatyourwindow]

Kenji and his cow Hanako II were the best duo from wan change my mind

[midnightenigmados]

Unintentionally Mysterious Danny

No one in the Justice League/Wayne Industries seems to know much about their colleague Danny Fenton. Every time he opens his mouth, he tends to leave everyone in the vicinity with more questions than answers. That is, until they were put on lockdown.

[anetesenpai]

HELLO. THAT ONE COMIC YOU MADE. OF ZOSAN (KINDA) WHERE ZORO IS GOOD AT MATHS. YOU SEE MY VISION.

You see my vision

I SURE DO here have some of the rest of the crew reacting to math genius, spatially challenged Zoro

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[froopa-coopa]

fear of the water 🖤 tma animatic

[wolfchans]

♡ endless chan gifs ♡ [410 - 411] / ∞ – 🫧 Update (240604)

[justaweirdonothingtoseehere]

[noornight]

Free my man

[kiwriteswords]

Criminal Minds Characters & Emotions Aaron Hotchner + Anger

[fruitquake]

by this year, i mean so far in 2024. also:

by my definition, audiobooks and other non-print mediums count, as do graphic novels, manga and things like that. but it’s kinda your own choice what you do or do not wanna count

[romans-art]

they should've kissed in this movie gdi. they had such good chemistry.

[enthyrea]

day one, two, and three of topguntober!! "napping together," "sharing clothes," and "chaste kisses"

prompts are from here!!

[little-pondhead]

DP x DC Prompt

…

There are no more heroes.

Well, okay. Rewind a bit.

Danny has been doing the hero thing for a while now. He’s had a big reveal; everyone has accepted him (including his parents), the GIW disbanded, the Anti-Ecto acts repealed, and generally, everything is going great. Some of the A-Listers are even training as junior ghost hunters to help give him a break from his rogues! (Being Ghost King makes things hectic sometimes, and he just needs the extra help. Sue him!)

The point is, literally nothing is wrong with Danny Phantom’s afterlife.

And then Valerie Gray, the Red Huntress, disappears in front of his eyes.

Danny is baffled! She’s just…gone! Valerie just popped out of existence, like she was never there. But no matter how hard he searches in the Ghost Zone, he can’t find her soul anywhere. His core isn't broken in grief. So she’s not dead. Which is good. So then, where is she?

Some of the others come forward with ideas on how to find her. A few ghosts volunteer to go out into the mortal realm, an area Danny had declared off-limits, to see if she was out there. Danny approves it. He rounds up some of the friendlier (i.e., discreet) ghosts and Amity Parkers and demolishes the outside travel ban.

So everyone spreads out, looking for their dear frenemy and teammate. But it becomes apparent very quickly that something is wrong with the rest of the world.

There are no more heroes.

Every single living superhero on the face of the Earth has just…vanished. Villains are running amok; the countries are in chaos! Some aliens are invading Earth, mythical deities are trying to take over, and society is crumbling to the ground. Everything is on the brink of collapse.

Well, Danny was still there. And so were his people. They were pretty spread out, so could they just…take up the mantles? He also knew where to find the souls of dead heroes in the Zone; surely they wouldn't mind coming out of retirement for a little bit, especially if they couldn't die again. Oh! And that skeleton army leftover from Pariah Dark's reign might be useful in repelling those invading forces.

Honestly, there were more than enough hands to go around! And with the heroes gone, Danny didn't mind letting everyone out for a little break, as long as they followed his rules. They wouldn't stop the search for the other heroes, but hopefully, when they found them, the heroes wouldn't mind Danny's intervention too much. :)

In other words:

Someone fucks up, and all of Earth's living heroes are either wished out of existence or are whisked away to some far-off realm where Danny hasn't checked yet. In the attempt to figure out what's going on, Danny lets the dead run amok over the Earth as they search for clues. The skeleton army repels the invading armies, the souls of dead heroes deal with the world leaders, and his rogues and other Amity Parkers set up shop in place of famous heroes, trying to get the cities under control again.

Basically, they just do their best to keep everything from imploding until the Justice League and others are back.

(And why is it that Danny hasn't disappeared? Well, whatever caused everyone to go poof! only affected living heroes. Anyone heroes that were dead in the first place, or even just half-dead, stayed behind.)

[samualcheese]

TERMS N' CONDITIONS

[windser]

mornings with caleb, when the early sunlight filters through the wide-open bathroom windows, painting the tiles in shades of soft gold. the room feels warm, cozy, familiar—like home. it’s a rhythm now, these mornings with him, where the world moves slower, and everything seems to revolve around the two of you.

you’re barely awake when the shower starts, warm water hitting your shoulders and easing the ache in your muscles. caleb stands behind you, his hands gentle as they trace along your sides, thumbs brushing against your skin. he dips his head, lips finding the curve of your neck, pressing a kiss there like a quiet good morning.

"you always smell so damn good," he murmurs, his voice still thick with sleep. you giggle, turning your head to glance back at him.

"must be the shampoo you keep getting in my eyes," you tease.

caleb grins at that, a little lopsided, his green eyes gleaming in the light. "hey, that’s an accident," he defends, mock-offended, even as his hands slide up to tilt your chin toward him. "you’re just a distraction. can’t help it."

just as the words leave his mouth, a dollop of shampoo dribbles down your forehead.

"goddammit," he mutters under his breath, his hands immediately cupping your face as you laugh through the sting. "sorry, sorry, baby," he says hurriedly, thumbs brushing under your eyes to clear away the mess, his touch soft and careful.

"it’s fine," you say, giggling through it, but his furrowed brow doesn’t ease until you reassure him again. "seriously, caleb, i’m fine."

other mornings, though, he’s not so sweet. he backs you up against the shower wall, his hands firm on your waist as he lifts you up, your legs wrapping instinctively around him. the tile is slick under his feet, and he nearly loses his balance, but neither of you care. his lips find yours in a messy, desperate kiss, one that makes the world outside the bathroom vanish.

"careful," you mumble between breaths, half-laughing, half-scolding.

"i’ve got you," he replies, his voice low and certain. "i always do."

afterward, the bathroom feels alive with movement. caleb brushes past you on his way to the closet, his shoulder brushing yours deliberately as he plucks out his uniform. his eyes linger on you, watching as you fix your hair or drop your towel to the floor before stepping into your clothes. there’s something about the way his gaze lingers—not intrusive, but intense, like he’s committing you to memory every time.

"you’re staring again," you tease, turning toward him.

"can you blame me?" he counters, leaning casually against the sink with a razor in hand. he leans in as you pass, pulling you into his side with one arm, his shaving cream smudging faintly on your cheek.

"caleb!" you yelp, swatting at him, but he just laughs, tugging you closer.

"you’re so pretty," he says, his voice quieter now, almost reverent. his violet eyes meet yours in the mirror, and you can see the sincerity in them, the way his love for you is something he doesn’t even try to hide.

it’s not always soft, though. sometimes, it’s playful. like when he leans over the sink, toothbrush in hand, and starts making faces at you.

"your turn, cutie," he says through a mouthful of toothpaste, his eyebrows waggling dramatically.

you try to ignore him, but it’s impossible not to laugh when he crosses his eyes and scrunches his face up like a cartoon. you retaliate with your own ridiculous expression, toothpaste dribbling down your chin and onto his old t-shirt that you’re wearing.

"you’re ridiculous," he says, laughing as he pats your back when you start coughing from the laughter.

"pot, meet kettle," you manage to say, grinning up at him.

by the time you’re dressed and ready to go, caleb is leaning against the kitchen counter, travel cup in hand. "you’re beautiful, you know," he says, like it’s the most casual thing in the world.

"stop," you say, but the way your cheeks warm betrays you.

"never," he replies with a grin. he leans down as you pass, pressing a soft kiss to your temple and the cup into your hand. "love you," he whispers. "you’re going to kick ass today."

and somehow, you believe him. you always do.

[evilkaeya]

skk au where they actually develop telepathy but it happens after Dazai leaves and during the four years they don't see each other. Chuuya is washing dishes one night and Dazai's voice pops up in his head. "I wonder what the slug is doing right now? Judging by the time maybe he's washing dishes." Chuuya goes still, mouth hung open and goes "yeah I am mackerel." He hears a "what the fuck" ten seconds later.