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camels-pen · 2 years

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(Deadman has important information on a bad guy, there's magic involved, the fate of the world is at stake, etc etc)

"Right, so how are we doing this?" John asked. "Are you gonna possess me or the boy scout?"

"What, not the Bat?" Batman glared at him and Boston held up his hands. "Kidding! I'm kidding." He jabbed a thumb in Phantom's direction. "I'll just possess the new guy."

"What?" Danny chuckled nervously. "I'm a ghost too, dude. That won't even work."

Boston shrugged. "Won't know until I try. Now stay still." Boston tried to fly into Phantom's body, but Phantom dodged out of the way. He groaned. "What's the matter with you?"

"What's the matter with me?! You're trying to possess me!" Phantom floated behind Superman. "Look, Superman's right here! And he already gave you the okay, so why don't you just possess him?"

Boston pinched the bridge of his nose. "Kid, listen, John's shown me a few of your fights and I know you know what possessing someone is like—"

"Yeah, but I keep telling you, you can't possess me."

"You won't even let me try!"

"Because all that's gonna happen is you flying into me at full speed, which I would prefer to avoid."

"Deadman," Batman said, staring in the same general direction as Phantom. "Possess either Superman or Constantine. Leave Phantom alone."

Boston grumbled and floated back a bit, preparing to possess Superman when he caught Phantom sticking his tongue out at him.

"Oh, you little brat."

Boston flew towards Superman, but angled himself just enough to fly past him and into Phantom instead.

The familiar feel of possessing another body rushed through him as he became familiarized with Phantom's senses. There was something sort of lifelike in Phantom's body. It was strange, but this was his first time possessing a ghost.

He opened his eyes and stared at the other three heroes. "I have a craving for a food I can't identify."

"Deadman,"—Batman stalked towards him, practically growling at Boston—"you shouldn't have done that without Phantom's consent. You have no idea what might've happened to you or him if—"

Batman froze. Superman was staring wide eyed and John dropped his cigarette, his mouth open in shock.

"What?" Boston asked. He looked down at himself and noticed a shirt and jeans where a hazmat suit should've been. He was also breathing. "What the fuck."

#DPxDC #dp dc crossover #deadman #boston brand #nemo the writing ho #nemotime #lil thing that popped into my brain #danny has some weird ass food cravings; dont ask me what they are i havent figured them out yet lol #are danny and boston stuck like that? do boston and danny fight for control of danny's body?#does boston get immediately yeeted out of danny's body after this moment?#all great questions that i have absolutely no answer for #OH #maybe they assume that boston accidentally brought danny back to life #and the league do their best to keep danny away from the fighting and try to give him a normal life #danny values his secret identity too much to actually tell them the truth-#...wait #why does this sound... familiar #oh lmao im just rewriting the plot of Resurrected? by Playedcrowd5610 #ITS A GOOD PLOT THO #funny as hell #i love that fic #what was i saying #oh yes #deadman gets yelled at by everyone of course #danny's watching in his headspace with a bucket of metaphorical popcorn #Danny: man sucks to be him *munches loudly*

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non-plutonian-druid · 2 months

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[ID: a three color drawing (black, white, and teal) in the style of Seth’s illustrations from the Lemony Snicket series All The Wrong Questions. Five and Viktor (both about 13) are seated at the counter of a diner, talking. Luther (in his 20s), who is a patron seated next to them, looks concerned about what he is overhearing. Grace stands behind the counted holding a coffee pot and gazing into space. A missing poster for Ben is taped to the counter. In the mirror behind the counter, a reflection Diego and Patch (both 15) are visible in a booth. End ID]

i really should leave time between art posts for them to breathe and accumulate their fair share of notes, but also i need something to do while im waiting for my onions to caramelize.

In this installment: Five and Viktor meet over breakfast to discuss business, Luther is a Concerned Citizen, Diego and Patch also meet over breakfast to discuss business but in the background, and Grace is NOT a robot and this diner is NOT fully automated no sir. Also as usual Ben's face provides some ambiance, thank you Ben.

#tua #the umbrella academy #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #five hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #grace hargreeves #really? grace hargreeves is the tag? ok #eudora patch #the business is What Is This Dastardly Crime And How Are We - two children - Going To Solve It #i still dont know what the dastardly crime is tho which is exhibit A why i dont write fic #i mean yeah in general its Using Children To Farm Eldritch Tentacle Monsters but what are the actual crimes theyre solving #who knows not me #im doing something very fun here which is that ATWQ has two thematically and plot resonant diners #one of them is where lemony meets with his favorite people to have good food #and the other is a weird noir fully automated one where no one works #with the help of grace's just. whole deal. i can do both at the same time!#as per usual almost forgot #my art #guess who didnt tag this with the au tag and forgot for a full month #meeeeeee #snicket five

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sunnys-side-upside-down · 3 months

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Blorbo's Eepiest Soldier

Thank you everyone for your kind words, I'm doing better and am back to it <3

#helloo!#thank you all for the well wishes #I have really appreciated every kind word #I'm doing better now and have gotten back to school work #i am so eepy though #eepiest soldier #im also being overworked on my capstone game team and the team lead even told me shes over working me so thats #fun #counting going to this capstone class and meetings and such im putting like 25+ hours in a week for it #and i do have 2 other classes #and a social life i enjoy having #haha #but im happy to do the work cause its good portfolio stuff #except when my producer comes up to me and says "yknow how ur in charge of all the 2d art and concepting and branding and ui and pr? yeah g #make a 3-4 page detailed comic for plot at the start of our game cause we dont wanna cut plot (even tho we dont have time for it) and we #dont wanna show plot through interactable objects and dialogue/text so more work for you even tho u legit dont have time for it #ngl tho i have genuinely been enjoying designing icons and doing model concepts #i made some fire designs recently #please hire me a game company tm #anyway enough of capstone talk #love you all!!!#im excited to graduate and finally be able to change my bio!!#hope you all have a very lovely rest of your day <33 #furry #fursona #digital art #art #eepy

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sinfuego · 17 days

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Tbh, nothing has made me sympathize more with Kipperlilly Copperkettle than her anger issues.

Cause anger is an emotion we feel when we're missing something. When we need something and can't get it. It's a balm to make us feel better when things don't go our way.

When things aren't fair.

#d20 #dimension 20 #d20 fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #d20 spoilers #fhjy #fantasy high spoilers #of course just cause you feel like things are unfair doesnt mean they actually are #and the reason why its an anger issue is cause the anger has befome detrimental #its warped from being somethjng to comfort you when you feel powerless to a tool you use against others when you fedl slighted #part of why anger issues are so hard to overcome is cause of how good it feels in the moment #even if you feel terrible guilt afterwards #the catharsis of releasing anger can be such a relief #that you dont even realise youve started looking for reasons to be angry #youre listing things that are terrible with the world just so you can feel better by getting angry at them #things like capitalism and people who bullied you and how your boss is a terrible racist #things that everyone can get angry over #until they get more personal and warps your judgment #“my boss called a group of immigrant a bunch of racial slurs” “his secretary was there too she can back me up”#“when i brought it up with her she says she wasnt payjng attention or something” “shes peobably racist too and thats why he hired her”#it becomes easier to make jumps like that instead of giving people the benefit of the doubt #easier to justify your anger with the smallest slights #until youre yelling at a pedestrian whe. you almost ran them over #“sure it was a red light but they shouldve paid attention and seen me coming too”#anyways this is all to say kipperlilly probably has some issues to deal with #idk if shes actually behind this plot or if shes being manipulated #doesmt stop her from being a total dick tho #but it does make me a little more sympathetic to her

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pissbuddys · 6 months

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Character A and character B being in a large manor or castle or whatever for a party or other event. B is really desperate and A finally decided to drag them off to find a toilet.

But door after door and all they can find are guestrooms and closests so finally they decide to shove B into one of the guestrooms and have them go in a drawer of clothes or bunched up blankets. They then flee the party as quickly as they can before anyone can find out

#omorashi #i feel like years ago i read a fic or something with this plot #its a good fantasy even tho probably unrealistic

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evelynpr · 2 months

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Hoyoverse's children in a nutshell

Fly me 2 the moon: First and oldest child, long gone RIP. Their legacy is having the first ever Kiana Kaslana

Zombiegal Kawaii: basically dead, hardly anyone even knew about her

Houkai Gakuen 2 (aka Gun Girls Z; GGZ): Next child, oldest, small and niche but dedicated fanbase, still going in CN server. Very gay and depressing, incredibly convoluted lore.

Honkai Impact 3rd: Took after GGZ a lot then became the favorite child. Still gay and depressing but more hopeful. Definitely a lesbian. They also really like flashy combat, philosophy, and science fiction.

Genshin Impact: The popular kid, and spoiled brat. They're very bisexual and very into religious themes and every culture and myth imaginable.

Tears of Themis: Probably the only cishet male child. Their fans are fewer but well fed and satisfied. (I dont know nearly enough about their story and themes to know its personality tho)

Honkai Star Rail: Takes a lot from big sis hi3rd (depressed but hopeful gays), and probably genderfluid. Ppl love it, theyre popular but it doesnt get into their head as much compared to Genshin. They're also really into exposed shoulders and internet memes.

Zenless Zone Zero: New kid on the block with furries and cyborgs. They are the youngest, most punk, and definitely into western action rpgs more than their older siblings.

#if i am mistaken feel free to correct me #but guys. as a genshin fan. you just Know theyre a spoiled brat and ungrateful to their fanbase #and you wished that genshin had nearly as much char development as hi3rd chars #hsr i may not play it but it really seems to lean into its more deranged side much more and i like it #its also really polished so good for them #last thing i heard abt ToT is they got fed really well with their hot dudes so good for them #tho i know nothing abt its...actual plot #ZZZ looks really fun and flashy and i like how theyre finally experimenting with different kinds of characters more #you can play as a BEAR. a CYBORG. and more big boobs. in the same game. awesome.#GGZ is as insane and complicated and gay as per usual #and rip fly me to the moon and zombie gal #evelynpr genshin #evelynpr honkai #honkai #honkai impact #honkai impact 3rd #hi3rd #genshin #genshin impact #hsr #honkai star rail #ggz #zzz #zenless zone zero #tears of themis #das a lotta tags #hoyoverse #mihoyo

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ghosttotheparty · 1 year

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part two of this post bc i easily succumbed to peer pressure; this is 90% just them making out both parts are now on ao3 :) cw: they’re just kinda gross (several mentions of spit) and Weird (affectionate)

Eddie’s glad he doesn’t come across any cops on his way to Steve’s, because he’s definitely speeding.

The downstairs lights are on when he gets to his house, and his hands start shaking as he approaches the front door, his fist hovering over the wood as he exhales.

He knocks.

Three times, firm and loud, and he steps back, taking a deep breath.

A few seconds pass, a few long, long seconds, before the door swings open. Steve is in the doorway, holding the door, his eyes wide.

“Hi,” Eddie says softly, breathless.

“Hi.”

They stare at each other, Steve in the light of the entryway, Eddie in the dark of the night. Eddie itches to grab him, to tug him into a kiss, to wrap him in a hug so tight neither of them can breathe. But he just looks back at him, his trembling hands by his sides.

“You’re not…” He hesitates, looking between Steve’s eyes. “Second guessing this. Are you?”

Steve scoffs dryly.

“I’m falling in love with you, Eddie,” he says softly, and Eddie thinks he might be dying, because now he’s not just hearing it, but he’s watching Steve’s lips form every word. “It’s not something I can just… change my mind about.”

He stares at Eddie some more as Eddie’s cheeks flush, and his voice softens even more somehow when he speaks again.

“It’s not something I wanna change my mind about.”

Eddie’s eyes burn.

He steps closer to the doorway. Steve watches him.

“You’re not changing your mind,” Steve says quietly, his eyes flicking across Eddie’s face as he gets closer. “Are you?”

“Do I look like I’m changing my mind?” Eddie breathes. They’re close enough for Eddie to count his eyelashes. Steve’s eyes are dark, and Eddie gazes at him freely, because now he can.

He can feel Steve’s breath on his face as they get closer, silent except the pounding of their hearts and the rustling of wind in the forest around them.

And then Steve is kissing him, hard and desperate and in a way Eddie’s never been kissed before. His eyes squeeze shut and he kisses him back, reaching through the doorway to grab at his waist as Steve’s arm wraps around Eddie’s neck and tugs him closer.

Eddie’s body flushes with heat and a weak noise escapes his throat as Steve pulls him inside roughly, stumbling in after him and barely hearing the door slam behind them. Eddie’s back hits a wall, and he gasps, his hands clawing at Steve’s back as Steve slides his tongue against Eddie’s.

Steve’s hands are warm as they slide over Eddie’s neck, his fingers digging into his skin, into his scars, holding Eddie like they’ll both fall apart if he lets go. He tilts his head to kiss Eddie deeper, pulling Eddie closer until he stands up off the wall before he pushes him back against it. Eddie whimpers, his fingers gripping Steve’s shirt in tight fists.

They’re both breathing hard into each other’s mouths, arms tight around each other, Steve’s fingers tangled tightly in Eddie’s curls, Eddie’s hands shoving under Steve's shirt and clutching at him, scratching his back, their chests pressed together, their pounding hearts separated only by skin in fabric. Clutching and frantic and desperate like they’re trying to melt together.

Steve lets out a sound that’s almost a sob, and Eddie gasps, pulling away to look at him. Their lips and chins are slick, and Steve’s eyes are dark and gleaming at him, half-shut. Eddie pushes away from the wall, panting as he turns them around and shoves Steve against the wall.

Steve whimpers loudly, his fist tightening in Eddie’s hair, and Eddie kisses him so hard their teeth clash. Steve holds Eddie’s head in place as he sucks on his tongue, tugging at his hair again, tilting his head, leaning close, back arching as Eddie’s hands pull him. They’re connected by a string of spit when they separate, breathing hard, and Eddie eyes it for a moment before he sticks his tongue out, catching it.

Steve’s eyes flutter shut.

“Steve,” Eddie breathes.

“Mm.”

“I want…”

He trails off, unsure of what to say. Unsure of what he wants. He wants everything. To tear their shirts off over their heads, to shove his hand down Steve’s pants, to get down on one knee and take off one of his own rings to put on Steve’s finger.

Steve’s eyes open and he looks at him, exhaling, his breath slowing, and his fingers release Eddie’s hair, combing through it slowly. Eddie presses his hands flat against Steve’s back, sliding one down to his ass and gripping it gently. Steve’s breath catches in his throat.

“Anything, Eddie,” Steve breathes.

"Anything?" Eddie whispers, raising his eyebrows and smiling softly when Steve smiles.

"Mhmm."

Eddie's hand squeezes, and Steve bites his lip, closing his eyes and tilting his head back in pleasure as Eddie ducks his head down, nudging his nose against Steve's cheek and jaw gently. Their breathing is slowing, their hearts calming down, but Eddie's hands are still shaking. He kisses the cut of Steve's jaw softly, exhaling against his skin and listening to Steve hum.

"Okay?" he murmurs, nosing down his neck. Steve hums again.

"Feels so good."

Eddie smiles against him and kisses him slowly, teasing the skin between his teeth, sucking softly when Steve's hands tighten in his hair, and Eddie slips a hand under his shirt to his waist. He presses his hand over Steve's scars, over the swirling, storm cloud flesh, and Steve exhales sharply.

"Still okay?"

"Yes, don't-- Don't stop. Anything."

Eddie closes his eyes and tightens his hands again, listening to the way Steve's breath catches, and then he slides his tongue across the side of Steve's neck. Steve's head tilts to the side to give him space, and he sighs, his shoulders slumping like he's falling asleep.

"That your weak spot?" Eddie teases quietly, grinning when Steve's cheeks turn pink.

"Mm."

Eddie does it again, slower, more carefully, the top of his head tingling as Steve's fist tightens in his hair. When his tongue reaches his jaw, Eddie pulls back to look at Steve.

He looks asleep, but also like he might cry, his lips parted, his eyebrows furrowed just slightly. Eddie's eys burn as he gazes at him, wondering how he'd look as a Renaissance painting or something. He has the kind of face an artist would love. Especially when he looks this... blissful.

"Stevie," Eddie whispers. Steve doesn't open his eyes. He just tilts his head a little bit, like he's showing Eddie that he's listening. "I love you."

Steve smiles without looking at him, his cheek flushing a lovely pink.

"Lick me," he whispers.

Eddie beams, leaning close and nudging their noses together.

"And they call me the freak." "Please, baby," Steve whispers, blinking blearily at him, looking the way Eddie feels. The floor gives out under Eddie. He almost disappears. Steve is smiling so softly that he's barely smiling at all. "Make me a freak."

"Fuck," Eddie breathes, closing his eyes for a moment before he tilts his head and nudges at Steve's jaw. Steve lets out a strained exhale when Eddie runs his tongue over it slowly, carefully, and he lets out another breath when Eddie bites down gently.

"Yes," Steve murmurs, his fingers scratching over Eddie's scalp roughly, his breath heavy. "Yes, give me-- Mark me, Eddie, fuck."

Eddie feels too hot, like he's going to pass out, and he desperately wants to pull his shirt off (and then Steve's), but he focuses, sucking Steve's skin between his teeth and nibbling at it before he bites down hard. Steve gasps, his fingers clenching, but his head falls back against the wall, and he lets out a desperate yes, yes, please.

Eddie looks at the mark when he's satisfied, when Steve is trembling so hard it feels like he might cry. It's dark, already flushing reading, and Eddie smiles at it, admiring his work He wonders briefly if this is how artists feel when finishing a piece, and then he slides his tongue over the mark, pretending to soothe it, but Steve groans quietly. Eddie might be on fire. He licks up over his jaw, up his cheek.

His face is salty. Eddie remembers the way his eyelashes look like they're clumped, wearing mascara, and he realises he's tasting Steve's tears. He slides his tongue over Steve's cheek again, then his chin, then his other cheek, tilting his head, and his hand squeezes at Steve's ass as Steve tugs his hair. Steve lets out a whine.

Eddie doesn't stop, kitten-licking Steve's face, holding his neck with one hand (he can't pull the hand on his ass away, for reasons), tasting Steve's tears and skin and finally his spit as Eddie licks across his lips and Steve opens them. He only manages to pull his hands away when Steve kisses him back desperately, sloppy and messy until their lips are sliding with their spit, and he reaches down to Steve's thighs.

His fingers grip him tightly, picking him up with unexpected ease, and he grins into his mouth at the soft sound it elicits.

"Sofa?" he gasps, his heart pounding again.

"Fuck, yeah. Yes."

#i have no idea what just happened #i started writing and this happened #Zero Plot Baby #anyway im working on the final part of pretty girls rn but im stuck #but i have too many ideas to just not write it #its almost five am tho #anyway good night or whatever love u guys <3 #steddie #steddie one shot #steddie ficlet #steve harrington #steve harrington one shot #eddie munson #eddie munson one shot #stranger things #stranger things one shot

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xxcherrycherixx · 6 months

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" Blondie believes that she will never fit in. she's no social outcast or anything- but when she compares herself to her friends and classmates she begins to feel like a puzzle piece trying to fit into a jenga tower. so she squeezes and bends and rips herself to fit into any tiny crack she can, she desperately curates a perfect persona hiding everything that doesn't fit the mold she has created for herself.

after a drop in her mental health she starts wandering the forests behind her home at night, she knows its risky to go out so late and especially to a place so dangerous- but that's the point. she would never admit this morbid intention, admitting that's what she's doing is something she never wants to do. shes not that kind of person, she doesn't have those kinds of issues- instead she pretends she just wants to feel the cold breeze on her skin, or admire the peaceful quiet the night brings.

on one of these dark nights she finds a girl, she lay bare and unconscious on the ground, her shallow breathing being the only indication she's even alive. blondie quickly wakes the girl, she's heard the dark news stories of young women who get taken to private locations, assaulted and left for dead by their attackers. when the girl comes to, she looks at blondie with confusion. "can you hear me? are you alright? do you need medical attention?" blondie asks, the girl squints "i can hear you, im fine"

"are you sure? you're laying in the forest naked." the girl looks down at herself and around before letting out a hum " do you know how to get to-" her brows furrow "i need to go back to-" a look of distress washes over her. Blondie raises a brow at the weird behavior "i don't think you're fine, did you bash your head or something?" the girl looks to her with tears in her eyes "i cant remember my home, i don't remember who i am or how i got here" "

During a bout of severe depression, Blondie discovers a strange girl in the forest who claims to have lost her memory. the two team up to try to recover the lost memories and help the lost girl get home, but as they search for any clues, the two grow close. blondie learns to see both life and herself in a different way.

meanwhile as they delve deeper into the mystery things only become more strange, with nonexistent answers and constant dead ends, the lost girl starts to worry she may never know the truth or return home.

#ever after high #c.a cupid #blondie lockes #heartlockes #there will never be a completed fic for this lmao #i wanted it to come off like a movie poster?? idk if i achieved that #this is the closest to nudity you will ever see babes #tw depression #tw implied suicidal tendencies #tw implied self harm #using both just to be safe / blondie baby has some issues #tw SA mention #its only blondie thinking that's what has happened/ but shes wrong #part of me wants to write some of the ideas i had for this like my brain went wild coming up with this plot #i have so many isssues with writing tho/ there's like 3 fics i haven't worked on in like a month #im only good at smut oneshots tbh/ thats the only shit i have ever been able to complete #my art

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