#yes lets lol

[hyolks]

he doesnt know how to play guitar

[machinerot]

[milkywayes]

there's only room for one on the door normandy float. [prints]

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 271

“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 

“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 

Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 

“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 

“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 

Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”

Now wait one moment-

“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 

[bacchuschucklefuck]

they tried to rebrand as The Criminals but riz is literally the city council's treasurer and also turns out people in their late 20s don't really name their friend groups. so now they're The Intrepid Heroes

[azurityarts]

cat guitar

[shotmrmiller]

personal sperm donor soap x reader because IVF is expensive (craigslist ad. everyone else thought it some FBI scheme but you just want to start a family minus the male relationship) thank you but once the dick appt comes, it turns into ghoap cuz johnny just had to bring his boyfriend to donate sperm too. higher chance of a baby

[finrays]

The origins of the New Squidbeak Splatoon are so fucking funny when you stop to imagine it.

I’m just picturing Callie and Marie’s respective parents being like “It’s so nice of Craig to watch the kids for the weekend so we get a little break, he’s such a good grandfather :)”

Meanwhile, Cuttlefish is like “Listen up my darling girls, Grandpa is gonna teach you how to kill a man today.”

[theredviper]

ASTARION ANCUNIN BEING SASSY: 1/?

+ BONUS:

[isjasz]

[Day 205]

🫂

(Doodling whatever on the canvas with no plan and yoloing part 2. except I got too invested HDKEJRKJTKQK)

[im-still-watching-anime]

trucy: hang on polly you have a hair on you—oh, it’s long and…blonde. again.

apollo, internally: oh my god they’re all going to think i’m STRAIGHT and that i’m sleeping with a WOMAN

trucy, athena, and wright all thinking: oh that’s for sure klavier’s :/

[willowser]

touya is halfway through his workday, grease up to his elbows, little jumpsuit half undone down to his waist, when iguchi comes in to tell him "someone's askin' for you out here".

he's not sure who it could be, but there's no telling, so he just decides to take a smoke break and wander out of the automotive garage, maybe imagining one of siblings out on the pavement.

but the minute he sees you, he stops. nearly drops his cigarette on a rough, "oh shit."

it's been a while since he's seen you, a year or two, and the packet of paper in your hand can only mean one, bullshit thing.

"nah, nah, nah, i ain't signing any papers," is how he greets you, shaking his head the minute you start up the path with a big, determined frown. touya doesn't run, but he sure twists on his heel and starts back up the path, too, as you start calling out his name.

practically all of his coworkers are watching when he comes back into view, not bothering to hide how nosy they're being. their audience makes you falter just a tad and touya clings onto it; anything to stop you.

"never a good sign when your wife comes to find you at work."

there's a long silence, from everyone. when he looks back at you—at your manilla folder and carefully stapled documents, your petition for divorce—your eyes are heavy and wet, almost the same way they were when the two of you stood in a courtroom, lying about your age in order to pledge until death do you part.

almost. now they're just sad.

from somewhere in the garage, toga calls out a bewildered, "you have a wife?" that makes him feel a way he can't understand, both amused and devastated all at once.

your wedding ring isn't on your finger, but if he stares long enough, he can maybe see the difference in color of your skin, a former tan-line that's begun to fade.

he sold his for stuff he shouldn't have been buying, stuff that ruined him and you and your marriage, a long time ago.

but touya only smiles, and calls back, "yeah, i do."

[webism]

After watching from the front row as one of the UFC’s most prolific fighters, Satoru Gojo, loses a main event fight to rookie Suguru Geto, you develop a taste for the scene. When Gojo demands a rematch, you jump at the chance to cover the buildup to the most anticipated fight of a lifetime. What you don’t expect is for both of your rivaling subjects to set their eyes—and desires—not just on the win, but on you as well.

mma!satoru x mma!suguru x reporter!reader. smut fic, mdni

MASTERLIST:

ⅰ. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ SORE LOSER‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎coming soon!

ⅱ. ‎ ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ON THE RECORD‎ ‎ ‎‎ coming soon!

ⅲ. ‎‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ (PHONE) SEX IT BETTER‎ ‎ ‎‎ coming soon!

ⅳ. ‎‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ LESSONS IN LEVERAGE‎ ‎ ‎‎ coming soon!

ⅴ. ‎‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ HIM OR ME‎ ‎ ‎‎ coming soon!

chapters 6-10 TBA

taglist: @lotties-ashwagandha

[larabar]

holding onto my "sonic needs glasses but doesnt wear them" hc till the day i die btw

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 185

No one could get into contact with Constantine. 

Now usually that wasn’t that big of a deal, the man constantly disappeared for a few days at a time doing something or other, but he’d been completely silent and unseen for months. Usually he’ll at least answer a call to tell them to fuck off or something. 

And they really need his expertise and are getting incredibly worried for their grumpy team member. Yes he’s an asshole, but he’s their asshole, y’know? And he has a habit of getting into Situations (sure he also usually gets out of them, but what if he didn’t this time?!) 

So they’re desperate. Kind of really desperate. Desperate enough to use the summoning sigil they found on his fridge. They’d checked it, multiple times, and it should summon the hellblazer. 

“You’re not Constantine.” . 

The white-haired teen in the circle yawned, stretching and blinking at them blandly with familiar blue eyes before sighing. “Actually I am,” he stuffed his hands into his hoodie as he looked down at the summoning circle. “Well, technically just one of the many Laughing Magicians currently in the Realms.” 

He gave a grin, looking more amused than annoyed. “Pretty much every one of us is in the Realms right now for family reunion lol. (Did he just say lol out loud??) So like, you’re gonna have to specify which of us you’re tryin’ to summon. Honestly perfect timing for me thanks, the fruitloop keeps flirting with John and it’s horrific so.” 

… That was probably their John, wasn’t it…

[bacchuschucklefuck]

we let the ocean drown out our voices/enjoying the bitterness/in the chaotic light, I close my eyes and see