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hitorimaron · 4 months
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funeral clothes
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quinn-pop · 4 months
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magolor does not know how to be a real person part 5
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bro has vulnerability issues so bad he can only laugh at them
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mgnemesi · 9 months
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You know, I wanted to say that Jason'd be jealous of how much I'm loving this kid, how I picked art back up for him instead than my Robins but... who am I kidding? He's already adopted the shit out of Inosuke. They're bonding over headgear and being hot under it (in... every sense of the word, I guess 🤷🏻) Damian, on the other hand, doesn't *get* why I need another katana-wielding fav when he's right. there!
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wootzietoozee · 1 year
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sometimes i just think about a little au where the adhoc bots live in an apartment and try to figure out how to live their new lives amongst humans. because they all deserve to get into silly sitcom shenanigans and be happy
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Hey! Did you know that Don Lee actually released a song for an advertisement? It’s called B.D.T and his voice ist super nice in this song :D
You know it would be funny if Gil has actually a nice singing voice that he is not aware of and Thena discovers it coincidentally.
For Thenamesh Bodyguard AU:
he is softly singing for himself while preparing for work when Thena hears him and stands at the door without him noticing him and is suprised!
Thena inhaled as she woke gently. She was tangled up in her sheets, as she always was. Her limbs were spread out and she was looking up at the ceiling. Memories of last night's awards - and then after party debacle - came back to her.
Gil had taken her home.
She was always exhausted after awards or show nights, and something about Gil always lulled her into a state of sleep when she was alone with him. He just made her feel more at ease than anyone else.
Thena dragged herself out of bed, finding herself still dressed from last night, because of course she was. Kingo would kill her for sleeping in her beautiful and expensive piece of couture (especially since she slept like a bird fallen from the sky). But also of course Gil wouldn't have undressed her. He was probably embarrassed just to take her shoes off for her.
She dropped the dress to the floor, leaving it where it fell and moving to pull on a much more comfortable set of pyjamas and fluffy robe. The dress was already in a sorry state, it couldn't suffer any more on her floor than it could being slept in. She would pay for it in full and apologise to its maker.
"Gil?" Thena poked her head out of her bedroom, hearing humming and the gentle sounds of cooking coming from her kitchen. She tiptoed out into her flat.
Gil was at the stove, moving around a few different pots and pans at once. He was a gifted cook, which she only learned recently in their time together. She had mentioned she was craving good jjajangmyeon and asked if he had any recommendations. He didn't--he had simply made some at home and brought it over.
It was the best food she'd ever eaten.
Thena leaned against the doorway separating the foyer/living room/kitchen from the depths of the flat. Gil was in his own little world, stirring miso soup and frying eggs and fluffing rice and plenty else. He was humming, breaking into full - but still gentle - singing every few seconds.
He had a surprisingly lovely voice, soft, right in his speaking register. It was smooth, although the lower he went the more roughness his voice attained. He had good breath support, even a healthy vibrato just at the end of some of his notes.
Thena didn't recognise the tune, but she didn't want to interrupt to ask.
Gil was halfway through plating when he jumped, catching a ghost hovering by the far wall. "Jesus, Thena--how long have you been there?"
"Sorry," she smiled, drifting over with her robe swaying around her legs. "I didn't want to stop you."
"Oh," he sufficed to say, blushing faintly at being caught.
"How did I not know you could sing?" she shook her head at him with a bit of a squint in her eyes.
"I don't know if I'd say that," he chuckled, setting out breakfast for them both (knowing Thena didn't like being watched while she was trying to eat). "Especially to a famous singer."
"It's nice," she corrected gently, watching as he set out their side dishes for them. The scent of jasmine rice and barley tea washed over her, settling her typically unruly stomach.
"My grandmother used to listen to old radio songs while she cooked," Gil shrugged as he pulled up a seat next to her at the kitchen counter elevation. "Guess it was in my head."
Thena inhaled all the intermingling smells deeply before picking up her chopsticks. "This looks amazing, Gil."
He kept his eyes on her, measuring how much of an appetite she had based on the size of her bites. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine," she smiled at him before shovelling in a massive bite of rice. "Honestly--I know it'll be a messy affair to deal with. But I'm not traumatised."
Gil frowned, obviously ready to argue that she had every right to feel shaken by what he had witnessed last night. Perhaps it was how he felt about it personally--as a man with strength to spare, Gil was always nervous about people feeling unnecessarily intimidated by him. Even as her security, he was careful about being gentle with her.
He would never invade someone's space the way he had watched Eros do with her last night.
Thena set down her bowl and looked over at Gil, setting her hand on his. "I'm okay, Gil."
He stared at her hand, smaller and thinner than his, but with long, elegant fingers made for the world of music. He turned his hand over to clasp her fingers in his. "I was worried--looking over, seeing him...on you, like that."
Thena just nodded. She was taking things lightly because she had the luxury of knowing she had Gil's protection. But she couldn't imagine the stress it put on him.
Gil pulled his eyes up to her, finding her looking at him with a curious expression on her face. He didn't know exactly what it was, and he was pretty damn familiar with every expression Thena had. "What?"
"Hm?"
"What?" he chuckled, his hand still holding hers.
"I didn't say anything," Thena laughed gently as well, the sound of it and the city outside and fridge's ice maker filling her flat around them.
Gil shook his head. He could ask her about it later. He left his left hand around hers, using his right to cut his egg in half and scoop up it along with some rice. "Here."
"I have my own," Thena laughed as he moved the bite atop his chopsticks closer and closer.
"Thena," he grinned at her as her fluster increased. She accepted the bite, leaning forward for it and scraping her teeth down his chopsticks. "Good."
She raised a brow at him, and he knew she was about to start talking with her mouth full. "You're lucky your food's so good."
"Very," he agreed for the sake of it, cutting up a piece of flaky mackerel for her next. She shook her head. "Yes, Thena."
She pouted at him; fish wasn't her favourite, no matter how much her personal trainer tried to convince her to try it.
Gil gave her hand in his a squeeze, pulling it up and just hovering his lips around it, "one bite."
Thena blinked, accepting the bite as Gil touched his lips just above her manicured nails. She didn't even taste the pan fried fish, took focused on the more pleasant sensation. "Not bad."
"Want another?" Gil asked, although she shook her head immediately. "Fine, have some omelette."
Gil continued feeding her through the morning, ignoring Kingo's texts, ignoring that it was his day off and he technically was under no obligation to be by Thena's side. He ignored the fact that he literally had no food at all in his fridge at his own apartment.
He continued to feed Thena, one bite at a time, both of them talking and laughing lightly as he did. She fed him the occasional bite off her plate. Their hands remained linked between them, no matter how impractical.
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paynnincorporated · 2 years
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AU where Word gets zapped by some de-aging ray. I hate the whole “Born Evil” narrative, so here’s young Word pre-banishment and such interacting with the penn crew + Moord.
My own headcanon is that Word was only banished in his young adulthood, not childhood/teenage years, getting recruited into the Dragon Eyes / Zulay just a little after. But for most of his childhood, Word idolised the Dragon Booster and Beau like any other Dragon Priesthood Acolyte. I also much prefer my tweaked backstory for him, which is a fic you can read lol. I like the thought of him initially exploring gear to be one of good intent, then post banishment and life of crime with Zulay, greed mixed with paranoia for a war and grief for a wife that died for their dreams... well. That’s how we get to present day Word.
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goongiveusnothing · 1 year
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re Billie no he did not. You've literally made that up.
lmao, sorry you literally cannot understand that what he is saying here is that he was jealous she was the new young thing and he was not. when he says phew, we're not the same thing, what he's saying is okay, we're not competing in the same things, we're doing different things, i'm fine i'm being competitive in my lane. it's jealousy.
"Being in the band, I'd always felt like we were really young," he said, referring to One Direction, who went on indefinite hiatus in 2015. "It was fun and exciting 'cause we were young."
"I had a moment, seeing her do this at such a young age, where I felt like, 'I'm not that young anymore,'" he continued. "For a while, it was like, 'How do you play that game of remaining exciting?' And I just had a moment where I felt like, 'OK, we're not the same thing.'"
He added: "In the same vein of like, you're not always going to be the 'young thing,' I was like, 'OK, I would like to really think about who I would like to be as a musician.'"
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nothingbutlimbo · 2 years
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Toby tried to kill his own masterpiece
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acalculatedfuture · 1 year
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Of course he passes the time by telling ghost stories. Is anyone surprised?
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greenglowinspooks · 6 months
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To be honest. DCxDP where the reason Danny meets the bats is Ace the Bat-hound
Like, just think about it for a second. Danny is in Gotham for college, or maybe he just moved out to find a city where having mad scientist parents isn’t actually that unusual.
He can see ghosts.
The ghosts know this.
Now he’s getting harassed left and right by spirits trying to get closure. Fine, whatever, most of them are a one-and-done type deal, and the amount of ghosts trying to get his help steadily decreases.
Except for this one very stubborn dog.
It just keeps showing up and leading him to crime scenes! He doesn’t know how many “anonymous tips” he can call in to the cops before they trace his phone! And this dog, this incredibly good boy, will not stop trying to help the city. He’s never met anyone with such a strong sense of justice, let alone a dog. Can dogs even have a moral compass?
And so Danny just accepts the fact that Ace isn’t going anywhere and becomes his reluctant sidekick/dedicated medium. He leans into the whole thing, dressing up in a mix of traditional magic-user attire and accessories that pay homage to the ghost dog.
He becomes somewhat well known. The psychopomp detective following around the shadowy figure of a German Shepard? That’s unusual! That’s weird! I mean, it’s not the weirdest thing in Gotham, sure, but he’s a new vigilante and he’s got a ghost dog that people can only see when it’s around him. Someone’s gonna notice.
Damian, as Robin, is the first to reach out to him.
Ace doesn’t know Damian but he does know a Robin, and while this isn’t his Robin, he’s still friendlier than usual. Danny’s panicking because oh god the bats are here and also is this kid gonna steal my ghost dog, Damian is absolutely delighted by Ace, and Ace is just happy to see a Robin again.
Damian decides that the psychopomp isn’t a danger to anyone, and there’s no reason to put this encounter into his reports, really, and perhaps Danny can help with some of his cases in the future.
Danny is sweating bullets because Damian basically tells him that he’ll keep him secret as long as he gets to play with Ace. Ace is happy that he’s finally getting some bat affiliated crime-fighting assistance.
And so, Danny is now both Ace AND Damian’s reluctant assistant. At least whenever he’s in trouble, he can always call a middle schooler to help him.
(Is Robin even in school? He’s out patrolling damn near every night, and he stays out late as hell. Does he have a bedtime? He should.)
Eventually it gets to the point where Damian is going over to Danny’s house. When he first sees it, he has a damn bitch you live like this moment, to which Danny responds that not everyone has the money to afford a nice place. Damian counters that he could at least take the time to clean up, and Danny replies that he’s working, going to school, and being a vigilante assistant to a ghost dog, something’s got to give.
Danny nearly has a heart attack when he checks his bank account the next day and sees that someone transferred him 10,000 dollars.
And so they get into a routine. Danny and Damian fight crime with Ace at night, and occasionally Damian stops by during the day to play with Ace and have Danny help with his homework.
(Damian is smart enough to do it on his own, but some of the instructions are written incredibly confusingly, and he would never admit to needing help to his family. Danny is just glad that the kid is in school and cares about his education, blissfully unaware that he’s basically emotionally adopted him.)
Damian is used to being in Danny’s company.
Eventually, when going over a case with the family, Damian absentmindedly remarks that he’ll have to ask Danny about some of the clues that they might be missing. Nightwing asks who he means and Damian makes a face like he just swallowed a lemon.
Cue shitstorm.
Who is “Danny?” Why is Damian willing to ask for help from anyone, much less someone outside of the family? Does he know who Damian is? Has Damian been compromised? What the hell is going on?
Damian now has to explain that Danny is the psychopomp with the ghost dog who he might have met hunted down while on patrol and conveniently not mentioned, but he’s not a bad person, really, and he lets him play with Ace, and he’s been quite helpful on certain cases due to his ability to talk to ghosts.
Bruce insists that the family meet Danny. Damian, hoping that he won’t just skip town the second he hears the news, relents.
Danny is surprisingly eager to meet the bats, considering his earlier fears.
Damian, blissfully unaware of what’s coming, sets a time and place to meet.
Once everyone is there, he gives Bruce the earful of a lifetime.
Robin is in middle school! Danny knows that there’s no way to stop the boy from going on patrol, but you could at least shift his schedule so he gets enough sleep on school nights! Does the Bat even know where he is half the time?! (No) And why isn’t he comfortable asking his family for help with both cases and homework? Did they ever even notice how much time he was spending at Danny’s house? If Danny was a bad person, he could have seriously hurt the poor boy! Shame on you!
Nightwing is mortified that Damian didn’t trust him enough to tell him about any of this. Red Hood is laughing his ass off, because yeah Danny is making good points but he’s also chewing out the literal Batman. Tim is recording the whole thing. Steph is delighted by the absolute gall of this Danger Twink™️, and already planning to add him to several groupchats. Damian is more embarrassed than he’s ever been in his entire life.
You, he points to Nightwing, did your academic life feel supported when you were a Robin? Nightwing is too stunned to speak. Red Hood, eternal shit-stirrer, says that oh, we all prioritized patrol over our education, that’s just how it is. Red Robin actually dropped out of high school to avoid distractions, did you know that?
Danny honest-to-god shrieks at this.
He finishes his angry rant and leaves, everyone too stunned to stop him.
And as it turns out, Tim wasn’t the only person recording the whole thing.
The entire internet is blowing up with Psychopomp The Danger Twink™️’s rant. People are taking sides. Things are getting messy. Red Hood literally admitting on-camera to previously being a Robin is somehow not the main focus here.
Eventually someone connects some dots from the video, as well as stories circling the internet about the psychopomp. A ghost dog named Ace, who is the literal only reason that the psychopomp is fighting crime at all, which seems incredibly fond of Nightwing and Robin.
A crime-fighting dog who wants constant attention from both the current and original Robin.
Oh my god, Ace the Bat-hound died and became a crime-fighting ghost.
And, somehow, that’s still not the strangest thing going on in Gotham.
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blazernot · 1 year
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Okay so Martin has a thing for pathetic men
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egophiliac · 5 months
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C'MON TO THE THEATER!
I love these guys so much. forget NRC, I want to attend their terrible disaster school for disaster children that might actually be plastered on top of the smoking remains of an actively sinking ship. I may or may not actually learn anything, but I will have the time of my life.
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radiance1 · 4 months
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inspired by this wonderful art made by @puppetmaster13u
So, Danny, cemented king and practically father of the Blob Ghosts and certified little shit.
Has found something new to play with.
For you see, despite his various kidnappings by the GIW Danny was never aware of there being a League of Earth's mightiest heroes at all. He off-handily mentioned them to Henry, who was now genuinely jobless because even though he never got told he knew he was jobless for helping Danny escape and Henry?
Henry did not want any part of this, he's just a civilian he doesn't want to meet the Justice League of all people!
Sadly, Danny did not care at all in the slightest.
Henry was then reminded of why Danny was valued by the GIW and why he also king class ghost entity (the only other known king class was the Ghost King who they barely have any information of). Because he easily, cleared the distance between Amity Park and Metropolis.
Henry, unfortunately, was not used to traveling at such speeds and was left hanging limply in Danny's arm as everything started spinning and thinking he might puke.
Danny, being the child that he is at heart, immediately starts calling out Superman's name. Superman, predictably and unsurprisingly, hears this and comes over questioning who was calling him.
Danny decides to be even more of a little shit by speaking in ghost speak even though just earlier he called out Superman's name in clear English. Henry, the de-facto translator, is out of commission right now so Superman is really just left guessing here.
Unless, you go with the fact that Kyrptonian is a dead language, and since Superman can speak and knows Kyrptonian, Danny's ghost speak is automatically translated to Kyrptonian.
Superman is, understandably, stumped by this occurrence and he may or may not form the idea that Danny might be a Kyrptonian.
Danny then gently places Henry down on the roof, pats him on the head, tells a few blob ghosts to keep an eye on their new littlest sibling while Dad has fun.
Then he turns to Superman, with the most feral, shit eating grin on his face. Cracks his knuckles, and then tells Superman that they're going to have a fight.
He wasn't asking, and before Superman could say anything he's already been punched through the air. Not that it hurt, really, mostly took him by surprise, but now Superman is now in a fight with what may or may not be a Kryptonian.
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anna-scribbles · 19 days
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if the agrestes weren't rich i think that gabriel would be the normal one. like gabe's problem is that he stopped running into natural limits due to absurd wealth and his obsessive nature led him to develop some kind of god complex where he won't accept that anything is out of his control. I think that if gabe was broke again and just simply couldn't afford to go on an international goose chase for ancient magic artifacts of untold power, if he had to work a 9-5 to live and couldn't just disappear into his basement lair to commit domestic terrorism and say evil monologues to himself, then he would be way more normal. he'd just be some guy. he might even let himself have a mowhawk again. but I think that emilie would be way LESS normal if they weren't rich. like emilie needs so many people to be obsessed with her so much all the time in order for her to function. and gabe would still have his toxic codependent obsession with her, sure, but that wouldn't be nearly enough. emilie has to be at the center of the world's spotlight at all times because she doesn't know how to exist if she's not performing. anyway all this to say I am so certain that if the agrestes were not disgustingly wealthy, emilie agreste would one million percent be running a massive family vlogger youtube channel
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sophies-junkyard · 7 months
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SO excited to see how Marceline is gonna react to Simon’s decision. Like. Simon is so deep in his own shit he has NO IDEA how angry she would be if she knew his plan. And there have been a lot of nods to this. I think it’s very intentional that we the audience saw little Frozen Marcy, but Simon didn’t. He’s not thinking about her right now. Her absence in these universes feels so pointed, ya know?
I mean think about Farm World. We know that in the Farm World universe Marcy guarded Simon’s body for a THOUSAND YEARS. She never left his side, lest the crown fall into someone else’s hands. She went mad with only the memory of his voice to keep her company… but he doesn’t know that. He doesn’t seem to fully understand what his transformation did to her.
It’s not super clear how much they’ve talked about it, but knowing both their characters I’m wondering how open Marceline was about her experience with the Ice King. How she could never get through to him even when she cried and pleaded. That she held onto Hambo for a thousand years. That she constantly watched him hurt the people she loved. That she was such a stranger to him that he tried to KISS HER??? Did they REALLY talk about it? Would he be throwing away his second chance if he knew how badly it would hurt her?
“All Simon ever wanted was to see Betty again”. And all Marceline ever wanted was to have Simon back. It’s what Betty wanted too.
I cannot WAIT for the reckoning.
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avephelis · 8 months
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just wanted to say it's really awesome seeing the positive reception to chunky mikey LOVE YOU ALL 🧡🧡
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