#but yall get the idea

[ccieatchildren]

Whumpay Day 5: Near Death Experience/ Whumper Turned Whumpee

Whumpee lifted the blade over their kidnapper’s chest, bringing it down in a flash. A hand caught their arm before it could hit their target, shaking from the effort to keep them at bay.

“Please, I’m sorry…”

“Sorry!” Whumpee snarled, “you’re sorry. After torturing me for months, cutting me up, letting me starve, and breaking my bones just for your own entertainment. Now you’re sorry, only when I have you at my mercy, huh!” They leaned down, face level with their prey, “Well, now it’s my turn.”

#whumpay2023 #whumpay #defiant whumpee #whumper turned whumpee #drabble #my writing #it doesnt rlly fit the near death experience #but yall get the idea #they almost kill them #they/them whumper #they/them whumpee #whump

[postsfromthedark]

Theory for s4

So, we see that rayla left to find viren- she did this two years ago now. We also know she struggles with self doubt, feelings of not being good enough. She's holding out hope that runaan is still alive that she can right what she vies as her wrongs. All thos combined leaves a rather reckless, highly trained teenage assassin

But maybe she found claudia. She didn't do anything for a whole but follow her around a bit, see where she went, what she did. Seeing if viren was with her. Maybe, on this path, she leaves... traces. Slips her name to someone running a stall, leaves a piece of her clothing/gear/weapons on an alley when she ducked in to avoid being spotted. Maybe callum sees someone with it -recognizes it. He asks the earthblood elf, a stranger, where he found it. He tells him and thus starts callums search for rayla (she would never leave something behind unless there were no other options, trained and practical as she is).

Maybe the elf lied.

#tdp #tdp callum #tdp fandom #the dragon prince spoilers #tdp season 4 #tdp spoilers #callum #rayla #tdp rayla #the dragon prince #tdp terry #Not sure where I was going with this #But yall get the idea #Terry and/or Claudia found rayla or her stuff #And are using it to trick callum #Per aaravos' demands

[steddieas-shegoes]

Country singer Steve Harrington, who has always leaned more into the pop country side of things (think Wanted by Hunter Hayes), but wants his third album to be more true to old school country roots.

His label agrees but only if he works with Eddie Munson, a rock star who had to leave the spotlight when he got kicked out of his band for, well, rockstar behavior gone too far.

Steve isn't amused, especially because he doesn't care for metal music or rock star shenanigans. He was "raised better" and doesn't think Eddie could sit down and write songs with actual emotion and feeling.

Cue long songwriting sessions where Eddie is trying his hardest to be on his best behavior because he knows this is his last shot at being taken seriously, and Steve being surprised every time Eddie proves that he's talented as a songwriter and musician, well outside the scope of just metal and rock.

They write a song that they're both so proud of, Steve asks if he'll record it with him just for fun. The released version would just be Steve.

Eddie agrees.

It's an incredible duet, something country music has needed forever, but Eddie doesn't want that version out there.

The label genuinely accidentally releases their version instead of the Steve only version. As soon as they realize, they remove it from official places, but it's too late.

Fans have already heard it and have gone crazy over it, begging them to let the radio play this version, begging for this version to be available for streaming. The Steve version is great, but it doesn't have the emotion that's laced in the tone of them singing together.

Eddie finally gives in when he sees how happy Steve is about the reaction to it.

But the label decides they want them to tour together, have Eddie work as his opening act, perform his acoustic songs that haven't been officially released anywhere. Eddie can't do it.

He can't go back into that lifestyle. He couldn't do it to his band, who made him promise that he'd come back to them when he got his shit straight. He can't do it to his fans, who stuck by him through some rough shit, but probably wouldn't support a fucking country music career. He definitely can't do it to Steve, who deserves to have someone with him who can be trusted not to go off the deep end.

So he runs. He hides. His uncle welcomes him home, congratulates him on finally embracing his country roots.

It doesn't take long for Steve to find him.

Because he'd been more honest with Steve than he'd ever been with anyone. He told him about his childhood, his Uncle Wayne, his struggle to make it. He told him about his worse struggle when he did make it, how he got in with the wrong people, the wrong things. Prioritized the lifestyle more than his own life.

Of course Steve knew where he'd run to.

Of course Steve came to remind him what his life could be if he allowed himself to find new priorities.

Steve's lips were pretty persuasive, but not nearly as persuasive as his promises to remind him what he could have if he kept his life his priority.

"But what if I let you down?"

"You won't."

"But-"

"No. You won't. You're gonna do amazing things for yourself. And I'm gonna be there to see it happen. That's all."

And he was.

They co-wrote Steve's entire album while Eddie worked on recording his own original songs. He liked that it was an old school rock and roll feel, some blues, some country, some hints of metal sneaking in on a couple songs.

He called his band to come help him with a song, hesitant to even ask, but they came. Of course they came.

He called his Uncle Wayne to play banjo on a song, worried that he wouldn't like the heavier electric guitar notes over it. Of course he loved being involved.

When their tour started, he let himself actually feel nervous.

But instead of running, he looked at the man who supported him through it, even when his own career was on the line.

Of course Steve was there.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #headcanon #drabble #rock star eddie munson #country singer steve harrington #what a wild tag that is to type #if yall were in my brain you'd be begging to get the hell out of it #i swear to god #i had this idea forever ago and was like YES YEARNING PINING ENEMIES TO LOVERS #and then just got bogged down so here #someone else do that

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

oh you know

#shoutout to the person who bought this card on etsy #and was amenable to the sharpie idea #calligraphy #also yall get to see my real handwriting lol

[chloesimaginationthings]

When I’m in the “childhood trauma” competition and my opponent is Michael Afton 💀💀

#ask reply #love this you get it that’s just how Michael is #tbh maybe Movie Vanessa would also understand #I might have to redraw this idea into a comic oops #we’ll see 🙏🏾 #this is equally funny and tragic just like Michael as a whole #love when yall make funny edits of my work btw #they always make me smile too vibes all around

[some-bunniii]

ayo some luci angst just popped into my head, like….

imagine Lucifer falling in love with an employee at the hotel but their soul is owned by alastor and like?? luci is not happy about that.

*slams google docs on table, opens random 1.2k wrd snippet #234* behold…

x: GN!reader, no use of y/n

EDIT: read the full fic here

“What is this?” 

Lucifer had asked suddenly, his pupils dilated, trained on something against your throat. 

You sat on the edge of your bed, thumbs rubbing together in a soothing motion as you watched him move closer to you. Gulping, you parted your lips to speak.

You didn’t get a chance to say anything, before his hand gingerly lifted towards you. His nail grazed against your collarbone, and heat blossomed underneath your skin from his touch. 

‘Please, just stop here,’ you silently begged, eyes squeezing shut as his finger rested against your figure, ‘don’t ruin this moment by digging any farther.’

Your reaction only spurred him, however. Lucifer’s eyes narrowed, his pupils thin slits now as he watched you.

Slowly, his finger trailed upward, skin brushing softly against yours as he traced the invisible force only a powerful demon could see. Your heart beat rapidly in your chest, every movement of his only quickening its pace. 

Until his hand stopped, right in the middle of your neck, and you felt a sizzling against your skin. The heat was becoming too much, and you wanted to pull away from his touch. You didn’t, instead, you tensed, deathly still before him.

A soft golden light illuminated from Lucifer’s palm, as his fingers wrapped around an invisible object. A shadow formed in his grip, and he tugged at it, that glow in his palm growing stronger.

Backing away, he pulled a long, thin chain from your figure, it snaked from your throat as it followed his grasp.

He yanked it harshly, as if trying to free you of a parasite that found a home deep in your bones. But it only dragged across the floor, refusing to dislodge itself from your body.

A thick, metal collar snuggly encompassed your throat. The chain locked tightly against it, a vivid reminder of your poor decisions.

Lucifer’s palm slid across the cold, metal links. Eldritch magic seeped from its form in the shroud of thick fog. Archaic symbols danced at the edge of your vision as its glow illuminated Lucifer’s unreadable expression.

The chain was a sickly green, its harsh glow an annoyance to his eyes. It was embedded with a dark, chilling magic. Whispers of untold horrors and ancient curses coiling around you, promises of a fate worse than death. 

Lucifer could practically smell it, that red demon's aura as it encircled around your frame. A twisted signature, practically scrawled across your forehead like a stamp of ownership.

Oh, the audacity of a person to take such a kind, selfless soul and rip it away from its owner. 

You weren’t some dog to be beckoned at the flick of a wrist. You were so much more than that, you deserved so much more than that. 

Yet here you were, the clasp around your neck like a shadowed hand, softly squeezing the life out of your eyes. He could see it, clear as day.

Small, white horns protruded from his head as he clenched the chain tighter. He tugged it once, twice, as if testing its durability. You leaned back slightly, the chain becoming taught between the two of you.

That collar around your throat kept you locked in place, as you watched him turn the chain in his hands. For a moment, Lucifer’s figure melded into the horrid shadow of your owner, and your eyes widened in fear at your delusion.

You could see it, feel it. Your stomach brushing the stained carpet beneath you with that haunting figure bent in a sickly, twisted angle in front you. That chain wrapped around the radio demon’s hand as he threatened you with terrible acts if you failed to stay in line.

Seeing your face contort into pained anguish only caused Lucifer to bare his teeth slightly, the sharp edges glinting in the light.

Seeing it so deeply entwined with your very being only further spurred the king’s anger. It seeped quietly from him, his grip tight against the chains as if trying to snap them with his bare hands.

“Who did this?” He hissed, his gaze boring into yours. He wanted to hear you say that demon’s name, wanted to hear you confirm the truth that was so obvious in front of him. 

You knew he wasn’t angry at you, but still you bowed your head slightly. Averting your gaze from his pleading eyes, shame slowly clawing at your stomach. For a moment, you felt like throwing up. Wanting to rid yourself of the terrible feeling that was seeping into your skin.

You felt like crying, or throwing yourself into his arms. Wanting to melt into his hold, and be told again and again that everything would be alright. That the most powerful man in hell would come to your rescue.

But, deals that bartered in souls are a much more difficult magic to conquer.

Fighting the urge to collapse into his embrace, you steeled yourself. Hands planted against your knees, back straight in a pathetic attempt to have some kind of power in this moment. 

Your eyes sullenly traced across the harsh links of the chain, its form all too familiar by now. Yet, it still caused such grief in your bones no matter how many times you looked upon it over the years.

Slowly, your eyes shifted to meet his gaze. Your lips curved into a frown at his expression, and your predicament.

How were you supposed to tell the love of your life your soul didn’t belong to you? That you were trapped in a deal of your own making? 

Curse that little fine line in your deal that kept your mouth sealed shut, that prevented you from uttering his name.

“I-I..” You desperately tried to speak, to tell him the truth, but that invisible hand that pulled at your tongue forced your silence. Tears pricked at your eyes, the desperation in them evident as your attempts to explain only died behind those pretty lips of yours.

As your mouth shut in frustration, Lucifer’s anger only heightened. His eyes flared into a blood-red glow, a harsh change from that soft yellow radiance you often found yourself lost in.

He pivoted harshly away, his voice contorting into a snarl as he stalked out of the room. His overcoat appeared atop his shoulders, and it swished behind him as he moved. 

Lucifer’s thoughts were too tangled with the images of his claws wrapping around the deal-makers throat to sit there and console you.

The tears that had threatened to spill finally rolled down your cheeks, your lip quivering as your eyes lingered on the doorway he had just exited. His thoughts too mangled with the image of his claws wrapping around the deal-makers throat to sit there and console you.

Placing your face into your hands, you sobbed quietly. 

Oh, how that regret had begun to consume you as you continued to wallow in your self-pity. 

Regret, for thinking that giving away your soul was a simple feat. That somehow, you’d still be happy after the fact. 

Regret, for falling in love when you knew the deal that kept you to that deer demon’s side would never allow you to enjoy such a fleeting emotion. No matter how hard you clawed to Lucifer’s soft embrace, that chain would always be there to drag you back. 

Those soft whispers of affections, of promises you couldn’t keep. Knowing, one day, that constant-smiling demon could play his little games and tear you away from your lover’s hold forever.

Oh, what a lovestruck idiot you are. 

thoughts?? this is just an interesting concept to me and i rlly wanted to share it with you guys! i woke up at like 4:30 am today and was like ‘what if..’ and this is what came of it haha

and mmm alastor makes a such a good bad guy too depending on the context x)

#lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #bunni’s tidbits #it’s been at the back of my head for awhile and i just needed to get it out haha #so many ideas in dis little noggin but only two hands jnxbsjbsns #imma just start sharing with yall all my little lightbulbs in my head hehe

[petricorah]

no context comic wip [id in alt]

edit: full comic here

#sokka #atla #avatar the last airbender #sokka fanart #through gritted teeth. i will get this comic done #i really like the idea but im fighting against anatomy. both drawing wise and my own. hnggg #edit: yall im so tired idk how i confused chitter chatter with i guess just. chitter? chittering? shudder? what's the cold sfx

[mothercetrion]

matching icons for you and your confused friends

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 #kenshi takahashi #johnny cage #kung lao #mortal kombat 1 spoilers #mine #i had a really funny idea for a discord emote so y'all get the end result #johnny isnt REALLY confused here but i wanted to include him anyway #anyway if yall use them for anything i do not need/want credit it is a silly little edit

[frogsinajar]

#I was gone for 4 months and all I got for yall is this #homestuck #dave strider #dirk strider #hs #dave hs #dirk hs #homestuck art #my art #my comics #frogsinajar #it was also everyones birthday #but couldnt get a piece done in time #university kicked my ass dawg #but at least im done with the semester #also give me a ring if u want a tag added to this #I have no idea how people will react to the phrase mad monks pickled wang #but im living my truth #also also I think at least three museums claim to have this item #but none of them has proof of having the real one

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 181

“Hey. Hey Tuck. Tucker. Tuck look. Look.” 

Tucker looked over the edge of the screen lazily, the half interested words on his tongue dying as he let out a wheeze of laughter. “Oh my Ancient Sands, dude, how did you manage that?” 

Danny had, for the last near year, been trying to mix shapeshifting, thank you Amorpho, with duplication. Something he’d apparently succeeded in today, if the massive fuck-you hydra standing before him was any indication. The very pleased looking, well did it count as a hydra if it had wings too? 

“You need to show Sam. Oh my Sands we need to show Val too. And Wes. You did it dude!” He floated up to look at Danny, who did a little twirl to show off. He shook his head, flecks of gold and sand falling from his hair as he laughed. 

“Do you think,” Danny lost it in laughter as several other heads echoed his words, from whichever the main him was. “Holy ancients that’s great- do, do you think we can make a dragon club? Hydras are totally dragons right? Do you think we could pull a Tiamat?” 

He landed on a head, taking a selfie to add to the groupchat labeled Preparations. “Dude, we should, but let me send this to the others first… But I am so down.” 

They can, in fact apparently, pull a Tiamat- with a little help from Princess Dora, practice in front of Frostbite in case something goes wrong, and some advice from Pandora on controlling extra limbs. Honestly, who is going to want to mess with Amity when there’s a giant dragon? And hey, maybe they can break the barrier now! 

The heads for those wondering who I was thinking of for each lol And perhaps what they might all get ((1) Kwan, Pressurized Water) ((2) Wes, Sonic Blast) ((3) Sam, Poison Gas) ((4) Star, Plasma) ((5) Danny, Ice Breath) ((6) Paulina, Acid) ((7) Tucker, Electricity) ((8) Valerie, Fire Breath) ((9) Dash, Pressurized Wind)

#Prompts #The Class Pulls a Tiamat #They’re all adults and graduated #But can’t exactly go anywhere thanks to the shield/barrier around the town #The whole town is now liminal as hell thx to the ecto having nowhere to disperse #Bounced back from the shield back into the city from the portal #Dcxdp #Dpxdc #Dp x Marvel #Whichever works for u #Amity is under an info blackout thanks to the barrier #They have no idea what’s happening outside #Hey if they can’t break the barrier themselves they’ll just combine their might together #Liminal Amity Park #The group when they succeed in becoming dragon: We are Death Destroyer of Worlds #The GIW panic and call heroes in when a Very Big THING not only approaches the ghost shield #but actually looks like it might get through #The rest of Amity might pull a Become Dragon too but honestly up to yall #Amity: Ghosts are illegal but dragons aren't!

[cacaocheri]

he’s a bit needy <333

[CLENCHES FIST] I FINALLY FINISHEDDD!!! this comic has been in the backlogs for a while, mostly because i took foreeever tinkering with the poses until i was satisfied with them.... but i am overall happy with the finished result :]]

#come get yalls fucking food #i love this trope so so much #like you have no idea #it's so soft to me #just the EXCITEMENT from hearing that your feelings are reciprocated #so you keep asking to hear it over and over #*chef's kiss* #security breach #fnaf security breach #sundrop #sun security breach #sun fnaf #fnaf sun #sun x reader #sun x y/n #sundrop fnaf #my art

[rookclan]

Time for a Milestone Raffle!

The support I have gotten with this silly clangen blog has been absolutely incredible and I cannot thank you all enough.

So to celebrate this milestone and to say thank you, I want to give back in the best way I can with a blog like this!

I will be selecting 3 winners on 01/19/24 who will be able to make a character that I will place in one of the outside groups of my clangen! They can be in one of the three outside clans, starclan, or even just a loner! They may appear more than once depending on when the opportunity arises in the clangen, and you will be credited for the character whenever they appear!

You may enter two times total, by reblogging and liking this post! You must be following me to enter.

If you reblog to a sideblog, please tag the blog you follow me from! Multiple reblogs from one person only count for one entry.

#raffle #clangen #wc #warrior cats #announcement #information #thank u to everyone for your support!!! #more info will be provided upon messaging yall when this is over so you can get more of an idea on which group youd like!

[wingsofhcpe]

actually there's a huge difference between queerbaiting/"Hey guys look how gay these two are haha they're definitely gonna end up together, give us views uwu oh- never mind oops they're going to superhell" and "Hey it's 2004-2012 and there's no way we can get away with having our protags/main couple be two gay men but we really want to show these two are soulmates so we'll do it through subtext and underlying messages and by literally telling you over and over again their relationship is the most stable and important in the entire show, and the ending will imply they lived and died together", and it's insane that some of yall don't see how these two are not the same fucking thing.

#saw a very Shit Take about hilson earlier and im like. hm. some of yall have no idea what gay rep was like before 2016ish and it shows! #i feel like usa queer ppl have forgotten that this is actually still the norm about queer rep in most non-USA places #or are young enough/new enough in fandom that they dont know this was actually the most we'd get at the time #like if it was queerbaiting it would eventually be played as a joke Haha No Homo #but it wasnt. like. their relationship was shown to be THE most stable and important one in both their lives & the show overall #they literally destroyed their LIVES to be with each other. repeatedly. #anyway i could write an entire 10 page thesis on the matter but i have an actual exam in three hrs so. another time #house md #hilson #greg house #james wilson #gregory house #house x wilson

[chloesimaginationthings]

WHAT HAPPENED TO UR JJBA CONTENT 😭😭😭 /NM

Just been into FNAF as of late! I have currently more ideas for it, if the SBR anime is announced at all you can expect me to draw some JJBA again

So I haven’t totally abandoned JJBA! Promise, I’ve mostly been drawing it for my Patreon so head over there if you wanna see it 💗💗

#ask reply #SORRY I haven’t replied to many asks the past few days #currently sick so been mostly resting but I’m getting better #still love JJBA of course I’m just having fun with FNAF #people keep asking where JoJo art be but simply I just have no ideas for it rn #FNAF is my og interest technically JJBA is the new guy BAHA #I suggest subbing near the start of the month just so it’s less of a hassle #yall know how Patreon can be like lmao #BTW I’m currently reworking my patreon so that’s why I haven’t been advertising it much #but that’s where JJBA art is rn so just keep that in mind 👍

[sysboxes]

[Text: This system has been trying to reach you about your cars extended warranty.]

Like/Reblog if you save or use!

#userbox #banner #system #did system #did #osdd1 #osdd1 system #anti endo #endos dni #mod morpho 🦋 #yall have no idea how excited I am about this box #not just bc its funny #but also because I *finally* figured out how to make there be a border around the whole banner #previously i could only get it to be borderless or have a border between the text and the images #and i wasn’t rlly satisfied with either of those #but yeah! finally figured it out!

[drabbles-of-writing]

I just know Raine’s palisman has such a nerdy, dumb name. If Raine is naming their first rebellion the BATs, and their second one the CATs, both of which are heavily themed, you bet your ass this silly little fox has the stupidest pun for a name.

I bet they named it Trot. Short for Foxtrot. I’m melting this into my canon and it can be pried out of my cold, dead hands.

#the owl house #toh #watching and dreaming #raine whispers #raine whispers palisman #fox palisman #theories #headcanons #ideas #talk #raines palisman #palismen #drabble post #anyway i love little Trot with all my heart and soul and I hope they get to be absolutely insufferable with owlbert #also did yall see that the scroll of raines viola was shaped like a little fox head #YES technically the viola broke but im integrating it into my canon that thats their palisman #look if lilith can for some reason keep her palisman i will believe wholeheartedly raine somehow managed to keep theirs for long enough #to subtly shift it into a viola. maybe theres like. decoy violas. who knows. its my canon i make the rules here