Tumgik
#plz continue
ew-selfish-art · 7 months
Text
DPxDC AU: Ellie was going to beat the shit out of this space cop if he was lying…she might just do it anyway but, like, fr she’ll throw down on Danny’s behalf.
Enter scene following a bad tandem clone + identity reveal where in Danny is captured and wounded, Ellie escaping just narrowly. She manages to get Sam and Tucker on her side and together the three of them save Danny. (Where was Jazz? Why couldn’t she find Jazz?)
Ellie has traveled all over the world, has seen its hospitality just as much as its hostility- besides Danny liked space right? Mostly, Ellie is panicking and, being unable to think of a place to take Danny while he’s bleeding out on her, she just goes… up. Out of the atmosphere and just beyond the satellites. It finally feels far enough away, tho she didn’t take them beyond the moon, she has limits to her paranoia thank you.
Imagine to her annoyance that apparently someone actually watches for biological materials leaving and re-entering the earth! Total Bullshit! She’s needed to make a number of trips back and forth to get Danny food and water and medical supplies- and she’s doing a damn good job of getting him stable. Too bad she hadn’t realized the ring guy following her sooner.
Turns out he’s “made a report” and “will find them justice” and “wants to help”. Yeah right. She throws down with him as best she can, and he clearly doesn’t want to hurt her so he keeps letting her get away with Danny in tow. Danny is sleeping through most of this but a few times he lets out a woop or a go get ‘em.
Eventually Hal calls the only person on the team with a single paternal bone in his body (even if it was only a single one most days). Pulling Batman into a spacesuit, into a ship and across the atmosphere shouldn’t have been that easy- though it was obvious how his agreement came immediately after Hal mentioned the wounded and entirely isolated twins he’d found.
2K notes · View notes
the-cookie-of-doom · 6 months
Note
For the ask game: 21, 31, 41!
21. something you've kept since childhood
Surprisingly, I'm not a very sentimental person, so I don't have very much. Every few years my life usually ends up getting cleared out for one reason or another, and the things I have from when I was a kid are usually only because they were lost in a box somewhere, and rediscovered. Looking around my room, the oldest things I have are a book from when I was about 6 called Revenge of the Shadow King, which took me years to read because the cover art is terrifying, and a very abused copy of War of the Ancients, which i got when i was about 9? I also have a poisoner's ring that my little brother got me, when I think I was in high school. Oh, and I have a pair of leather riding boots that are older than god, which I inherited from my mom! I got possession of them when i was 14, but they're older than I am lol
31. what type of music keeps you grounded?
Usually angry music. Rammstein, Thousand Foot Krutch, Self Deception. Anything hard and fast that I can scream along to until I calm down. I also really love Citizen Soldier, they're my go-to comfort band when I'm depressed. The singer is an actual licensed therapist, and all their songs have to do with mental health, and with his experience they have a more real and visceral edge than I've heard from anyone else. Not kidding when I say that band literally saved my life. They toured through LA last year and I'm forever heartbroken that I didn't get to see them live. I can't recommend them enough.
41. how do you take your coffee?
i actually HATE coffee. I only started drinking it earlier this year. I started out with white chocolate mochas I think, then slowly moved to cold brews instead bc caloriesss. Now I take it with a little bit of sugar, sweet cream or half and half, and always over ice. I have no idea why but hot coffee is terrible to me. I think it's because I'm always expecting it to be a cup of tea, and then it's bitter and gross and I'm sad. So iced coffee only lol
thank you for the ask!
ask me a question~
1 note · View note
prodicalmenace · 1 year
Text
i'm sure someones gonna complain about me saying this but enjoying dubcon/dark fics of any nature isn't problematic if you have safe/respectful/consensual practices in your actual sex life. gn.
0 notes
noramsblog · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Flirting 101 don't flirt w a dumbass
476 notes · View notes
portsandstars · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
209 notes · View notes
muffinlance · 1 year
Note
I saw your “Zuko brings home two dragons and becomes fire lord” story (it was awesome :3). But what if Zuko got hurt somehow and the dragons went apeshit. (Cause they’re friends right?)
(Continued from this prompt.)
Hakoda’s fleet set sail six months ago. Fire Lord Ozai was assassinated in the middle of his own war council, by his own son, two months ago. The Earth Kingdom contacted Hakoda three weeks ago, with the proposal for a joint operation.
The new Fire Lord is traveling his lands, securing allies—rooting out opposition—in the wake of his regicide. A source close to his inner council, one concerned by violence uncommon even by the standards of Fire Nation nobility, leaked his travel schedule. Much of it is by sea.
They skirt the blockade to the South, between shifting glaciers. They work their way north, flying merchant flags. They strike at night. The deck crew is easily overtaken. Understaffed, even. Suspiciously so. But if this is a trap, it’s one they’ve already sprung. And if this is the work of the same traitor that sent them the prince’s schedule and ship plans, then Hakoda won’t waste the opportunity.
“Wait,” he whispers, as Bato catches a startled servant from behind. The kid is young. In his nightclothes. Freshly scarred by his nation’s own fire, in a way that doesn’t say good things about why a young child would be coming out of the Fire Lord’s own cabin in the middle of the night. Wide gold eyes stare at Hakoda over the top of Bato’s muffling hand. 
“Son of a—” hisses Bato, as quietly as a man can, when a child has just bitten his hand. The kid keeps struggling as Bato pins him against a wall. Hakoda shoves the Fire Lord’s door open, and—
Is greeted by an empty cabin, with mussed sheets, still warm from their occupant’s departure.
Hakoda steps back into the passageway, and crouches down to the kid’s eye level. “Easy; we aren’t here to hurt you. Where’s the Fire Lord?”
The kid glowers at him. “Did General Bujing hire you?” 
Footsteps down the companionway herald a much different general’s arrival. “That would be telling,” says Fong. “Excellent work, Chief. We’ll take it from here.”
…Facts click into place, and Hakoda does not like what he’s left with.
The kid is the Fire Lord. 
The Fire Lord is barely thirteen.
And Hakoda is realizing how much of their intelligence on the monstrous patricidal new Fire Lord came through Earth Kingdom channels, and how many details Fong did not find pertinent for the Water Tribe’s easily recruited Chief to know. 
“I think we can keep one kid contained on our ship,” says Bato, who also saw the cell General Fong had specially prepared. It had seemed a reasonable cruelty, at the time.
“I’ll bite you again,” growls the Fire Nation’s tiniest despot, not helping.
There’s a tense moment as Hakoda’s men, finished securing the ship, gather around him. Just as Fong’s men are gathering around him.
“Very well,” the general concedes, with a smile Hakoda no longer finds affable.
* * *
The new Fire Lord is a man of his word: he does, indeed, bite Bato again.
* * *
It���s dawn on deck. They hurry the prince off his own ship, partially to get away from Fong, and partially to move the boy past his dead countrymen as quickly as possible. The kid’s face had been—
Hakoda had not expected to find the new Fire Lord so young. But it’s even more of a surprise, somehow, to find that the new Fire Lord cares. Not all of the kid’s crew are dead. And it wasn’t the plan, but… Hakoda orders them left that way. Sends his own healer over to save as many as possible. 
“You didn’t use your fire against us,” Hakoda comments, as they stand on his own ship. Fire Lord Zuko’s eyes are fixed on the triage happening on the next deck over. But he takes a moment to look up at Hakoda, and finds a shade even paler than white to turn. 
The healing burn over his own face was a partial answer. The look on his face gives Hakoda the rest. 
“Good,” Hakoda says, even though the kid hasn’t said anything. “Fire shouldn’t be turned on people.”
“Fire is life,” the boy says quietly, in some kind of agreement. He turns back to watching his crew, his people. Those of them that can be saved. 
Hakoda knows that feeling. Has stood that watch. 
It’s dawn, so a streak of red in the sky can go unnoticed for quite some time. Blue as well, as the morning’s colors fade. Until both are rather too close to be ignored. 
Exclamations spread among the crew. He can hear them from Fong’s ship, as well. But it’s the cheering on the Fire Lord’s ship that sends the first chill down his spine. 
The new Fire Lord is barely thirteen. And he hasn’t been scared at all during this; not for himself. 
Hakoda realizes again just how little he knows about the new Fire Lord, just in time for two dragons to land. The blue one dives into the water. It barely makes a splash, but the force of water its titanic body displaces sends his ship lurching under his feet. It surfaces again, the great coils of its body wrapped around all three ships. It’s like something from a drunken sailor’s yarn about sea serpents; the kind that shouldn’t have left any witnesses alive to tell the tale.
The red one lands almost daintily, its four feet touching down on the only ship it doesn’t care about sinking, like a polar bear-ferret perched on a too-small rock. The rails of General Fong’s ship are forced down nearly to the waterline, his crew scattering and shouting. 
Two heads the size of a god’s dreaming loom over Hakoda’s deck.
The boy next to him huffs. “I’m fine,” he says. And then he looks up at Hakoda, with that same confidence he’s had, even when he was tackled by strange men in the darkness of his own ship. 
“The war is over,” says the burned child, with the force of two ancient dragons behind him. “We should negotiate.”
…Hakoda negotiates.
(Read more prompts || Longer ATLA fics || Original works)
1K notes · View notes
kinos-fortress-2 · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
what does one unfinished fic from like 2022 of a very rareshipp does a to a mf
and also a trashy playlist that got me in my own feelings...
129 notes · View notes
thecryptidart1st · 9 months
Note
what do you think abt cassie's official design?? she's soooo cute!
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
100% adorable. I am grateful that Steel Wool improved the quality of the human designs in FNAF
Tumblr media
254 notes · View notes
theosconfessions · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
---------------------------------------------------------------
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
if youd like to read the stephens from the beginning you can over here :)
if youd like to read the stephens continued you can over here:)
@ohsosims
river- i really missed you a lot.
blake- then its not just me [smirks] didnt wanna come off as a creep. so um. god youre insant to look at . gyatt!
river-theres no words for how much i hate when you say that.
blake- do you? then ill just say.god.fucking.damn.[leans in] am i readinng this wrong?
river- now right now
---bowchickawow-
river-...
blake-...
river- we um should get dressed before my parents walk in. or my sisters.
blake- pretty sure with how loud we were they know not to walk in here,man.
river-glares
blake- okay not in the mood for jokes. noted.
river- its just...i dont want to be like theo,man.
blake-dude youre not.
river- [grabs shirt] i am. i dont want to hurt anyone.
blake dude what are you saying?
river- we shouldnt have done that. i ruined everything.
blake-dude no! no no ! you didnt ruin anything.
river-youre my best friend blake.
blake- and youre mine? whats going on man. is it just..this [motions towards the couch]
river takes a deep breath
river- isla and i broke up last night. at least for now.
blake-oh i see.
river- no blake im so stupid. and im so sorry i do not want to hurt you.
blake- hey its um its cool man. if you dont want this to be anything then it doesnt have to be anything..seriously.
river- i ruined everything.
blake- hey stop saying that. you didnt ruin anything. i mean im crazy over your ass. i mean id let you punch me in the face everyday and id thank you for it but thats me. and my feelings are on me. not you. i dont want you to feel forced to make this something youre not into.
river-really?
blake- really.
river- this was a big deal to me too.
blake- no i know. total virgin[smirks] i could tell.
river- [laughs] back to normal then it seems ?
blake- yeah back to normal. of course
river- good.good. thank god. hey ima go to bed.so
blake- yeah ill crash out here. robins going to wake me up at like five am anyways
river- robin?
blake- yeah well im failing. shes been my tutor for a couple weeks now. big ass test.
river- oh i didnt know you guys hunt out
blake-thats because we dont. but we do study.
river- right. nerds
blake- course. well trying to be one. night riv
river-night blake.
86 notes · View notes
haveyouheardthisband · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
119 notes · View notes
modharvest · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Tis the season :^)
93 notes · View notes
alphagirl404 · 2 months
Text
With having a terrible relationship with her father before he died, and losing her bio mom & two people she saw as mother figures, I would not be surprised if Zelda would have insecurities with becoming a mom, to put it lightly...
52 notes · View notes
kheprriverse · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
The Final Battle.
Masterpost || Next
144 notes · View notes
vldlance · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
some silly little warm weather klances to celebrate the summer rolling around pretty soon here! ☀️
199 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
wednesday doodle dump
385 notes · View notes
atiyasnake · 8 months
Text
Broskies, my homies, my guys, fellas, pals, besties, brother in christ, my ride and die, strangers, peeps, my lovelies, ya'll. . . I write fanfic for the fun of it.
For the lil bit that my brain gets hooked on and what's to check out, twist around, make into something a lil different and new. For the source material that just Ahhh I want to enjoy more in dif ways. For the story ideas and tropes and scene ideas that pop up in my head at times where I'm in a rush to write it down or type it out. For the love I have of fanfic written by others.
I'm not a professional, I'm not a genius with words, grammar, rules on how to write stories, and characters, but I try.
I'm just a regular human being who decided to write for fun and share it with other people for the small chance that 'hey maybe someone would enjoy this'
I've got my own problems in life. My own faults and insecurities. I'm not perfect.
So like maybe. . . just be kind.
If you enjoy what I've written, I am super duper to the max ecstatic that you did. Like smiling like a fool and in awe that another person likes something I've made. And if you didn't, then I hope you can find something you do enjoy.
Like I said, I'm not perfect. I have different tastes and a different way of thinking about how I want to handle something in a story or event that happened in the show, etc. I might have made something full of what would be considered mistakes. (You'll probably find a few in this very post)
You might not like it. You might not even understand why I wrote it. You might think it's the stupidest thing someone could have written and that I need to fix it or even just delete it.
You have a right to your opinion.
I know there's fics and prompts and stuff I don't like. But I just keep on looking for something I will like, because I know that a human being made it. Another person out there wanted to write it, and they did and then decided 'hey maybe someone might want to see it' and other people do. Might not have been me, but it was for someone else, so I'll let them enjoy it.
But I didn't go out of my way to tell them I didn't like it. To tell them all the things I thought were wrong or didn't understand. I didn't tell them how I thought they should 'fix it'. I didn't go out of my way to make another person feel bad about something they created for fun and freely shared with others.
I didn't do that because that is not kind and is not the type of person I want to be. Because again, I am a human being.
So look for things you enjoy and make you happy. Be kind to the people who are sharing these things with you. Don't discourage and insult them. Only give criticism if they explicitly asked you to.
You don't know these people. You don't know what going on in their lives. Your words can have huge effects on a person. So make sure that it's a positive one.
Yes, some writing is bad. Yes, some may seem cringy, stupid, nonsensical. But there is no law in the universe that says everything must be perfect. It's OKAY if things are bad, cringy, stupid, nonsensical. Some people are just beginning in writing, some are very young, some may struggle with writing, some may just want to write a dumb fun crazy story. LET THEM.
Let them grow and enjoy what they are doing.
Let them be human!
74 notes · View notes