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goldkirk · 4 months

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When did the latest 1,000 of you follow me??? good lord hi and welcome, I should maybe pay attention to my notifications and activity page more 😭

#I’m not sure if you showed up about fanfiction or from one of my brief hyperfixations or from the cult post or from Star Trek or batfam #but hi welcome hello!#it’s just this! it’s just this. all the time. I bounce interests and recycle old ones #and share way too much personal life on this blog #especially in post tags #and i really love talking with people but most of the time my brain treats messages and asks and emails and texts #as if they are a deadly danger #so I WILL take up to 7 years to respond #but please know it haunts me every day #and I will get to it eventually #even if it’s long after you unfollowed me potentially #anyway. in this house we stan fairness and authenticity and compassion towards both others and self #and we are a pro skepticism and pro sourced-information and pro scientific research around here #AND obsessed with experiencing existence through the realm of story #I hope you enjoy your time here! you can always stick around and I’m happy to see you #but absolutely unfollow me at any time! curate your online experience! it should be good for you #when I or my blog no longer spark joy #please unfollow. I literally do not care. your experience is supposed to be nice for you #take what serves you and leave the rest.#this is just tumblr. you have a whole life #I’ll never be mad #👍#2024 #this is a lot of followers. like not five digits a lot but INCOMPREHENSIBLE numbers to ME regardless lol #thanks for following whatever your reason was

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chiropterx · 9 months

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Do you want to get married again?

"Ah, no. That's - um, a bit too soon to think about considering I've only recently, uh, seperated from my wife..." Kirk swallows, blinking rapidly as he averts his gaze. A bit too soon? More like a lot too soon and his feelings would remain that way indefinitely even if by some miracle he managed to find another to love as much as he still loved Francine. You don't deserve it, not when you never appreciated what you had until it was too late.

#anonymous #;; asks #This got longer but then it got cut bc words aren't wording today :c #Words aren't wording today and asdfghj #Can I just say how much this hurt LMAO???#Kirk is still distraught and it's all his own fault getting so over his head regarding his research #Stubbornly fixated on creating his serum #My timelines are all over the place I should really fix this bc seperation only happened after the whole Man-Bat debacle #Again #Fucking comics and their inconsistency #I do imagine they ended up seperating eventually because Kirk was stupidly obsessed with his research and Francine couldn't take it anymore #He couldn't give up his life's work he was in too deep #Now I've made myself sad and feel yucky :')#divorce tw #divorce cw #Kirk would have to find somebody else though he's monogamous at heart #Just on a one-man mission to create a cure-all for deafness

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dot-hpg · 11 months

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if anyone wants to know how the (hardly existent) wip is going. I have so little semblance of anything holding it together (I'm working on it), I literally made an ingredients list of stuff to put in as my... uh, plan?? can we call it that?

the list includes:

'Let’s have some cats in there'

'Crows are important catalysts'

'Magical graffitiiiiiiiiii'

'A minor god'

'Druids??'

'Trauma'

'Recurring toaster violence'

'Urban. Magic.'

#plus two longer things which should eventually resemble the plot #it's not much to go on #but my heart's in it now

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iaminlovewithducks · 10 months

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I just finished disco elysium I'll never be the same person as before O-(—(

#ducks rambles #WHAT THE FUCKS WAS THAT #I can say this playthrough everything that could go wrong went wrong #literally Titus was saved out of pure luck #also made me think a lot about how I am an accidental centrist and sometimes (most of the time) I need to have an opinion #like fuck you sunday friend he had no opinions other than we won't see the better future #and when I was put into the option of being a moralist I declined it because I simply felt so broken #my whole worldview was torn apart and I decided hey maybe I should do better #I have opinions and I will strongly defend them to see the change now #also Kim was a treasure? my blorbo #I loved this game so much it was all so perfect and the scene with the insulidian phasmid...#so so beautiful I was moved to tears #I was so afraid of the creature I was panick texting my friend #but then I remembered lena and how it meant to her this find I eventually complied #and it was worth it #the best experience ever it was like i truly transcended the case #i wish it stayed there longer it felt like a friend to me #but its good it decided to go away #ducks plays games

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rogersstevie · 11 months

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just started rewatching ugly betty bc i had read some v excellent betty/daniel fic i thought recently but i guess it was a couple years ago lol, i just couldn’t follow everything, because i didn’t remember all the characters/plots that well ANYWAY from what i remember idt i really thought of betty/daniel romantically until the end of the series, i remember liking her with henry before he became a shit (at least i’m pretty sure that’s what happened, i haven’t watched since this show since it ended 13 years ago) but other than that there’s not TOO much that sticks with me, i just know i loved the ending but ofc was left wanting more at the time but ya while i think i was reading fic on ff.net in 2010 there were only a few things i would’ve been searching for at that point SO once i get through the series i’m gonna have so much fun bc i read 3 fics from that author and they’ve published like 12 more stories this year and i’m gonna be able to understand them so much better, but yeah just now rewatching the pilot i’m like oh my god how did i not immediately love them i mean obviously daniel was a dick but he apologized and at the end of the ep he’s watching her fondly and i’m just ahhhh over them already bc i know the romantic aspect aside there’s such excellent growth in them and their relationship and i can’t wait to watch it play out

#ik there will be the storylines i DON'T love and ofc rebecca romijn playing a trans woman #and i'm sure loads of transphobia in her storyline itself #but yeah like i remember the characters fondly and everything but so much is of course gone from my head #also obvs it at least got a proper finale which is something but i wonder if it would've gone longer if not for the writers strike #i need to add all the things i watched in that period of time to my watchlist bc there's a lot i loved #and some i drifted away from bc that was in the time where like you had to watch it live #and were lucky to catch the episode repeating later #so like i stopped watching bones and heroes and supernatural (actually not sure i got past season 1 of supernatural at the time #though...i should not have been watching that at 10 probably lol and ofc i later watched it through in college then stopped again #so. i still have to actually finish that eventually)#and then pushing daisies i THINK i watched all of #but i remember they had like the last few episodes air after ages and ages or something and i'm not sure i got to watch them #once it got to like 2009/2010 i was able to watch stuff online though all i remember is starting glee from the beginning a little bit late #maybe still in season 1 just the first episodes idk but it was only 72 minutes at a time and it was the WOOOORST #love having everything at my fingertips now lol for the most part anyway #but yeah other than like one tree hill and gg and charmed most things from the mid-2000s i have not watched since then so #i gotta think of what else there is bc much as i love it i do not actually need to rewatch gg every year

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kingmaximusboltagon · 1 year

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it has occured to me that i've never drawn the live-action versions of my boys,,, so i HAD to remedy that. i still actually really like their suits. they're fun to look at!!!!

#drawing facial hair on maximus feels so.... wrong.....#this took WAY longer than it should have bc i tried shading leather (good god) and i couldnt figure out the eye and skin colors #i wanted them accurate! but im p sure mount has like. hazel eyes? and uhhhh max's actor (sorry im. blanking.) has green #but i couldnt rlly tell w my reference photos and then i couldnt decide if i should just go w the comic colors #but even those seem to vary for max #so that took like 30 minutes to figure out #BUT I WENT W ACTOR EYE COLORS. EVENTUALLY #i think it turned out nice!!! theres a HUGE scarcity of live-action fanart!!!!!#they deserve so much better!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAA #maximus boltagon #blackagar boltagon #inhumans #id in alt text

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frecklystars · 2 years

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im a stupid broken mess in every universe but he loves me anyway

#vent art #self harm cw #i dont rly have a merformers design for him but thats ok #i will think of one eventually #💕 Two falling stars ✨#i was listening to cameos and im like oh surely this will make me Stop Crying #HMHM i am a fool they always make me cry even harder #i dont want to work tomorrow i dont want to work my super long shifts next week either #i am hoping someone will be able to take at least one of those shifts #so i can drive to the convention at least one day #but i know nobody will #nobody likes this job #ive been feeling this weight in my chest for so long #i can rly feel it this year its either going to kill me or its going to push me into another situation #either way i cant take it much longer. i know something will happen #ive never felt this bad in my life and im gonna catch fire #its 4am i should be asleep but i know i wont!! bc i slept all day bc i didnt sleep LAST night #so im gonna go into work extremely exhausted #and then ppl are gonna be like wow keri you look like fucking shit and ill say thanks!!#and im gonna cry on the clock and hope it isnt in front of any coworkers #i am not myself anymore im so fucking broken now #i dont know how to fix it i dont think i can fix it #i think im just destined to leave when the month ends #to give someone their gifts and then figure out which stuff im giving away #we're moving this month too so i can use that as an excuse #when i have all my shit packed up

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princelydelinquents · 1 month

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Sometimes eventually you remember that every teacher that claims to care about you and understand you will disappoint you eventually and then lots of people disappoint you don't understand at all and sometimes you just gotta expect to be disappointed and not be suprised when they don't actually understand what your going through

#vent #People think they understand disability until they unconsciously say something hella messed up that they don't get because they haven't #gone through it which is ok they will learn eventually but its not your job to educate sure it'll take longer for them to understand but #they should understand not everything is within your control especially how much sleep you get at night and its ugh

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kateis-cakeis · 5 months

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I think the current merthur fic Im writing is gonna either be my 2nd longest fic, or it's gonna become my longest and I don't know how I got here

#my 2nd longest is 77k and my longest is 119k - my fic is at 74k and im nowhere near a conclusion #this was just a like what if Morgana kept Merlin for longer in a servant of two masters #and what if she tortured him and get into Arthur being really desperate to find him and how that would affect him #like because of his wound in that episode like eventually everyone trying to tell him he's definitely gone by now #and then getting into the nitty gritty of lords and such #most of this is because i really wanted to get into like changing the laws on magic #we may also have a little hint of period typical (i say for the most ahistorical show ever) homophobia - but only kinda #ive never doneeee that in a fic before so i kinda wanna explore it a bit #and now im forming a monster and i havent meant to #and im almost convinced i should start posting it now #because there's 10 chapters already and i upload weekly and aaaaaah #i love this fic so much and i want people to see it but you know i dont like uploading until im done but who knows when that will be #ive been writing it for a month and a bit already

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xolborsaysstuff · 10 months

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I want to do it but I dread asking, I dread playing too, because what if when I finally get what I want, it's too late and I've lost the fun of it. What if everyone else is bored and I'm the only one playing. But what if we never play again.

#Vent #Vent post #I want to quit but I also don't. I wanna play it's just. Depressing to see barely anyone else want to.#The kf tag is mostly just me anyways and on the server I'm usually the one to prompt the conversation about kf.#I'm just. Tired. I don't think I should bother and yet I do #Not to mention the longer the game is paused the more convoluted ideas I get for the game #It feels like I've lost my grip on what I wanted to actually make #I was aware that people would get bored eventually #But this quickly? It just hurts #I put too much effort into a boat made of swiss cheese ig.

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inmirova · 11 months

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spending the small hours of the night thinking about how hdb views the mere act of caring for him as inhuman.

#like. even the kindest doctor i have ever had let me withdraw from multiple antipsychotics mood stabilizers and antidepressants alone #trying and failing to figure out how to taper down safely from the internet. most things suggested getting smaller scripts filled #our society wasnt built for people like us. it is so so tiring to be poor and disabled in this world and its tiring to love someone who is #so eventually we're abandoned. the people who loved us get tired of it. especially once youre safe enough to stop posturing #to admit that everything hurts and you dont want to get out of bed or you cant pick up the dog or youre just too fucking tired #because youre no longer what you were. these things constantly change you.#yes i loved to swim and to ice skate and to climb trees and sit and survey the world around me. no i cant do that anymore.#does it make me less interesting? does it make me harder to love?#how much is changed when im sitting on the shoreline and youre in the ocean?#this got away from me. it feels hard to be loved in a body like this-in a mind like this. it must be saintly. angelic. innocentic. to do so #tomorrow night is my favorite holiday but it leaves me thinking a lot about devotion #about ruth clinging to naomi- the realization that what you have found would destroy you should you lose it.#where you die i will die and there i will be buried may the lord deal with me be it ever so severely if anything but death separates us #it's so hard when the thing that separates you is your punishment already #dream dora talks about his depression and how he gets too sad and phone dora tells him hes drunk no matter what he says #the resentment of his mental illness and addiction. his poverty too- i doubt the line where she calls him a poverty-stricken fuck is real #but the emotion behind it was definitely in her #all of the reasonings my ex fiance gave for leaving boiled down my mental illness (blatantly said it a couple times too)#but ik physical disability stuff bothered them too #it's fucking hard #the parts of you that everyone resents are finally accepted and embraced and then used to blame you for the end of something #yes of course there were things i did wrong as a person and things harry did wrong as a person.#that doesnt stop the things about ourselves that are already distressing from being paraded as a moral failure by someone we trusted #all of this to say. sometimes it feels like waiting for the other shoe to drop.#humanity has abandoned the poor disabled addicts of the world. when will you? it's inhuman to care. history shows that to be true.#idk. i have to be up in 3 hours. im sure ill have more coherent thoughts about this after work tomorrow. rn I'm just. here's a mess lol #or maybe not! i have to put the finishing touches on my cheesecake before sundown.#ill make dinner and celebrate shavuot with my sister who is still a human despite caring for me #and things will be. as they are. or ill rotate these thoughts in my head and wont be able to fall asleep all night and ill ruin tomorrow.#who knows!

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lovelyghst · 4 months

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ghost has such a vast array of names he calls his sweetheart in bed, but the one that won’t leave my mind is porn star. just listen ok—

he doesn’t even mean it in a degrading way, whatsoever. teasing, maybe, but never outright cruel. he just loves admiring you and your aptitude; your willingness to break a sweat when you’re on top of him, your resilience when he asks you if you need a break and you shake your head fervidly because he hasn’t reached his peak yet.

he absolutely adores all the noises you make. the soft and dulcet hums in your throat when he’s making love to you, to the rapid huffs of air being pushed directly from your lungs when he grabs your hips and uses you like how you begged him to. god, and your expressions? your smile as you unbuckle his belt, and your giggles when he flips it around on you and sneaks a hand beneath your skirt. even when you’ve been fucked utterly dumb, you’re still the prettiest thing he’s ever laid eyes on. it’s all so erotic to him, like it belongs on film.

and so he eventually comes through to just that, taking out a camcorder that happened to be lying around; one that he definitely didn’t purchase for the exact purpose of filming a little sex-tape with you, certainly not ordering it online behind your back or anything.

you happily put on a little show for him, with the lively energy in your voice turning sensual and your exaggerated reactions that soon become all too real. the lens staring you down from above as he takes his time with you, cooing at you the tenderest of praises whilst breaking you down to a shuddering mess beneath him before he even gives you his cock. slowly massaging your aching pussy, past your hiked up dress and through your cotton panties, just to drag his hand up your body and have you suck on the very thumb that made the soaked spot on your underwear. he’s such a mean, mean tease.

he’s enamored with the way your cunt stretches to fit his cock, especially how it shows up on the small screen of the camera. each ridge dragging against your soft flesh wrapped so tightly around him, to the point where his breath is hitching in his throat and he’s failing to suppress those faint groans and swears spilling past his lips.

“makin’ all these depraved noises for me, and no shame you’re bein’ recorded? already fucked you that stupid, ‘ave i, sweet girl?”

you moan unabashedly at that, words that should be demeaning only hitting you right in the sweet spot. you can no longer keep your eyes on the lens above you, reaching out to grasp at the wrist connected to the fingers circling your raw pussy as you plead with your brows. you’re so overwhelmed, though enjoying it far too much to quit.

wrapping your legs around his back and pulling him in closer, eyes rolling back. swollen lips falling further agape and making him chuckle lowly. he goes on ramming his cock into the sticky mess of your cunt, thumbing your clit to push you over so that the last thing your fuzzy mind will hear is him calling you his favorite nickname:

“my pretty, little porn star… takin’ everything she’s given, ‘n with no complaint. just like a good actress does, right, baby?”

he spurs you on, grinning huge behind the camcorder he holds when you hum and nod along with whatever he says. you pull his free hand into your own, lacing your fingers with his; he always grounds you so well after he’s spun you higher than a ballerina. dazed and content, and simple happy to give him something to watch while he’s away. you never have to act when you’re with him, but you can’t help the butterflies swarming your tummy whenever he praises you for it.

“there’s my good fuckin’ girl… now smile for the camera, princess.”

#ugh he’s such a man #cod mw #simon riley #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x female reader #ghost x female reader #simon riley smut #ghost smut

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yandere-writer-momo · 4 months

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Yandere Headcanon: Worship

Yandere Forgotten God (tentacle monster) x GN Reader

TW: Tentacles, teratophillia, gore, dubcon, and yandere themes

He was an ancient chaos god, one that was once revered amongst humans a millennium ago. But over time he had been forgotten when his fishing village had become a city. Now he was nothing more than a tall tale. A god with no name. He no longer had a humanoid form but was now a blob of black tentacles. It was shameful how far he had fallen from grace from his own pride. He should have made sure he was never forgotten.

The god shouldn’t have been so cocky to believe that monk couldn’t seal him away but alas, this was the punishment he deserved for his insatiable greed.

So when you arrive to his shrine and accidentally break the millennium old ward, he’s shocked. Have his own prayers finally been answered? Has someone come to free him from this lonely existence?

“I’ve heard there was once a god of chaos here so I have come to pray to you… please hear my plea.” You then bowed down in respect to the shrine and cried a bit. “I do not wish to be married off to some senile, corrupt man. Please god, if you hear me, save me.” You cried before him. You wanted to be saved before married you off to some old nobleman. You shared your woes of how this man made your city nearly inhabitable with his high taxes and of his salacious behavior. How could he not be swayed? He felt obligated to help you.

And so the god did what he did best, he wreaked havoc. He used his supernatural abilities to cause a landslide onto that nobleman’s home, killing him instantly. Now you no longer had to worry about being a stupid old man’s property. You could continue on with your life worshipping him! Your god!

You visited his shrine daily and left him small offerings. Ones that he would have rejected in the past but was positively thrilled to have now. The god began to love you. How could he not be drawn to your genuine gratitude? He couldn’t remember the last time someone had been this thrilled with him… it must’ve been over a thousand years ago now? He didn’t know…

What he loved most about you was your smile. It warmed his heart and he adored it. You were his world and he wanted to be more humanoid for you…

When your visits became less frequent, he used that time away from you to try to shape his body once more. He wanted to be with you. To hold you. To touch you, but he couldn’t do that as a shapeless blob of tentacles… but he could if he was more humanoid.

And so here he was with a mostly humanoid body with functioning male reproductive organs… save for the tentacles that remained attached to his back. His face was picturesque but his extra limbs weren’t… it didn’t matter. He would do so much for you, more than any human man. You didn’t entirely have a choice.

The god diligently worked on his shrine to make it more inhabitable for you as well. He needed it to be perfect so the two of you could be here for all eternity together. Him and his savior! His beloved devotee!

When you returned to his shrine after a week of not seeing him with bruises on your face, he was livid. Who had harmed you? Why would they hurt you? Hurt his destined spouse? How dare they… how dare they.

You shared your woes and prayed for salvation once more, this time from your family. They believed you to now be bad luck due to the nobleman’s sudden death and began to verbally and physically abuse you. You looked so miserable… just like him. His poor, precious worshipper didn’t deserve such treatment. No. They deserved to be worshipped.

The god now had enough power to leave his shrine due to your generous offerings. Your worship gave him the power to become a great chaos god once more.

And the god once more inflicted his wrath upon your enemies. This time he tore them apart limb from limb, starting from their mouths to their hands and eventually to their feet. He wished to start out by ripping out the tongues that spat venomous words at you. To break every bone in their hands and feet for the pain they inflicted on you. For every sin committed against you, he would inflict it back tenfold.

This is the first time you were able to see his true form as well… you were so silent the entire time of his massacre of your family. Was he so gorgeous that you were speechless? How cute his darling was!

You began to sob when he held your face between his blood coated palms. The smell of iron was too much for you that you began to retch but he was oblivious that he was the reason of your disgust and fear. Those damn humans must be too much for you to be around… perhaps he should whisk his spouse away?

So he did just that. His arms and tentacles tightly wrapped around you as he whisked you off to your new home together. The revamped shrine. He hoped you’d love it since he worked so hard on making it habitable for the two of you!

You struggle in his grip but he doesn’t relent. You must be shy… how cute!

You try to push the tentacles from you, but they merely wrap around your form to gently massage you. He needed to calm you before you hurt yourself… it was okay!

“Be not afraid, my dear.” His voice made you jump in surprise but he chuckled. “I’m not going to hurt you… you’re my beloved after all. My savior.”

“You’re the god of this shrine…” you whispered softly, which made the god eagerly nod. “You’re Xeros.”

Yes! That was his name! The one he had forgotten over the years. You were so sweet to remember his name…

You don’t even have time to protest before his tentacles wrap around your body in an enticing manner. The extra appendages slip into the waist band of your pants and tease your tight hole. You whine at the sudden touch but more tentacles wrap around your arms and legs to keep you in place

“Your offerings were wonderful but I need a better offering since I eliminated your problem…” Xeros smiled down at you with his hauntingly beautiful face. “I demand you as my offering. You will be my eternal spouse.”

“But I’m just a human- ack!” You gagged on the tentacle that was suddenly shoved into your mouth. Your eyes welled up with tears as the god beamed at you.

“It doesn’t matter to me what species you are. I’m a god. I will always get what I want.” Your back arched when one of his slimy tentacles finally breeched the tight ring of muscles and wriggled inside of you. You moaned loudly at the overwhelming sensation of pleasure that overcame you.

“See? Why would you resist such pleasure?” Xeros leaned to whisper, his hot breath tickled the shell of your ear, “I’m far better than any mortal lover. Don’t you think so?”

Your mind is too cloudy to form a coherent reply, your eyes rolled back in you head as his black tendrils ravish you. The tentacle in your mouth soon replaced with his tongue.

This was the way you should always be. You deserved every orifice of your body to be stuffed to the brim with him. To cry and whine in pleasure that ascends human comprehension. To be his spouse and to lay his eggs.

You deserved to be worshipped as his deity

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evilminji · 4 months

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You think the Zone has its version of Comic Con?

Like? Think about it. You have literally all of time to work on it, your Magnum Opus, your life's work. That DREAM comic. All the supplies you could ever wish for. Endless paper. Endless ink. You can practice and practice for CENTURIES until it's JUST right.

Wouldn't you want to share it?

There are definitely Ghosts who have Obsessions that make them collect.

And two people meeting would lead to a group. Lead to a bigger group. Lead to a large group. A gathering. A crowd even. Eventually you need a Lair to meet IN. It becomes An Event.

People hear about it.

Want to bring other art mediums. Food stalls. Report on it. It grows. Shoot offs start happening. Niche meet ups.

But like?

Unlike comic con? It's all FREE. Sure, you might have fork over the ecto to make your copy. And yeah, weaker ghosts can only do that so many times. Will have to prioritize. But? They can come back after leaving for a nap. Ask a buddy to come with. There ARE work arounds.

Just? Imagine the unbelievable HIPE? Danny would feel? But be unable to TELL anyone about? Zone Con happens several times a year! Cause so many people wanna come. The Zone being infinite, after all.

Problem 1? They're using THEIR standard of a "year". Which is actual 5 earth years. So it's only happens every year and a half for him. And Problem 2? He can't even TALK about how excited he is about Z Con with anyone (outside his friends and family) because they haven't heard of it and might Ask Questions.

It's ALSO held in a part of the Zone that's like? Three days of flying away from the portal. And no amount of begging is gonna get any of his loved ones to camp in the Speeder for around six-ish days just to go to a Con.

So you can imagine his DELIGHT. His utter JOY and *Target Spotted* "!!!" Noise, when? In the crowd? He spots A HUMAN! Hi fellow human!!! Omg, wanna be Con Besties? *doesn't even wait for an answer*

So now? This sad, blonde, deeply lost and kinda alarmed, trench coat dude? Is Danny's new Z Con Going Bestie! You got a map yet, bestie? No? That's cool, he has one. By the way, he has human food in the Speeder if you nee-

YES!

Cause, see, here's the THING. John? Lost to the Realms Infinte. Or Infinte Realms. Translation was iffy... and on fire... like the rest of the building. It was him or the kids those psychos had kidnapped, for what fucked "ritual" the voices in their heads, that THEY thought were demons but frankly he's pretty sure was just feedback from-

Look, doesn't matter, he had to choose. He always knew someday he'd have too. That even twisting Luck and talking fast wouldn't quite be enough. And he had to decide, in that moment, which outcome mattered more to him. They get out safe, or he does.

Wasn't much of a question, was it?

So, there he is. Staring down oblivion and all those debts unpaid. 'Bout to see who's gonna come for him this time, and take what left of wretched soul. When? He bleeds on the FUCKIN two-bit crap circle they squiggled in God only knows what. Remembers that "oh YEAH, set dressings!" Sometimes when you focus too hard on insuring a Good Outcome?

You weird weird as shit byproducts happening on the side to balance it all out.

Or BAD ones.

He wakes up someone fucking green and crowded. For the life of him can't tell you which one it is. And THAT was of course, bout two days ago.

Biggest and most immediate problem? He... does NOT recognize what flavor of magical fuckery this is. Doesn't seem Fae. And doesn't smell like Hell. There are... there are honest to God BOOTH BABES hanging around. Hunks too. The view is LOVELY.

And nerdy.

Very, very nerdy.

But he isn't THAT out of touch. So he should recognize SOMETHING. Or at least the languages. But nope! It's like aliens and magic had a nerd baby and dipped it in GREEN. And the worst thing? Is there is food everywhere, but it all glows and John's not stupid enough to eat it.

Then? Sweet merciful fuck. Salvation! Some teeny bopper Barely No Longer Teen fresh faced INFANT of a Hero kid. With a SHIP. Who has FOOD and a clear idea of where they are. Hello~ John's new BEST FRIEND. Yes. Absolutely. Con Buddies, whatever.

Just feed me, kid.

Only? Once he inhales like 5 "Fenton rations"? He only gets half way through introducing himself before getting interrupted. Kid hears "magic" and "occult Detective" and just? Goes "oh! So you wanna check out the magic Ally with me? Sam wanted me to pick up some witchy stuff!"

..............how magic?

(In Which? Constantine becomes Danny's interdimensional Con buddy)

@the-witchhunter @hypewinter @hdgnj @mutable-manifestation @lolottes @nerdpoe

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt #danny phantom

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wyvernest · 6 months

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imagine >

moving into a new city with no friends and family around. having to find your place in an entirely new space and into new people's lives.

neighbour!miguel being so sweet and caring, but also flirtatious and serious when time is best. offering to help you with just anything; driving you to work because you just moved in & are getting acquainted with the city, getting groceries for you when you're sick and/or tired, occasionally even bringing you flowers in the mornings.

neighbour!miguel smiling so sweetly when he sees you at his door at 11 p.m. on a friday night, asking for his help with your new furniture instead of being out and having fun.

neighbour!miguel walking through your apartment door, so happy to help you and spend even as much as a few more minutes around you. and it all feels so domestic and serene; seeing him in his home clothes, just a navy blue t-shirt and sweatpants, in your own private, intimate space.

neighbour!miguel not even asking for your help because he doesn't want you to lift a finger, or worse, get splinters stuck in your delicate fingers. frankly, he wants and likes to show off to you. he relishes in the opportunity to show you how strong he is, how he can effortlessly put everything in place. and sincerely, you do enjoy the show.

you enjoy seeing his arms flex when he lifts the entire underside of the ikea sofa so he could turn it around and continue with the instructions; yet his face shows zero struggle. no holding his breath, no pants of exhaustion. he knows exactly what he's doing, and he only needs to look over the pages a few times before he arranges the whole thing like he designed it.

neighbour!miguel secretly even taking longer than necessary to set the screws just to have you look at him with such admiration. maybe you might even begin to like him the way he likes you. he has no idea the only thing you wish you could do was to kiss him and let him put his arms around you, to reward him for how good he's been to you.

neighbour!miguel whose heart races as you gently kiss his cheek as he's working, gazing into his eyes with that look he knows all too well. but eventually you grow bolder, seeing no resistance from him; only satisfaction and a hint of sugar sweet surprise.

neighbour!miguel who can't help it but drop the screws and keys to grab you as you keep teasingly kissing him all over his face; one arm secured around your back, one around your middle, finally returning the kisses he had long coveted to give you.

divider by @cafekitsune

a/n: should i continue???? will miguel break the bed he just made???? poor miguel

also im posting that back massage fic soon too i just gotta make up my mind ab a couple things💀

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