#for the hell of it

[0l-unreliable]

After a falling out with his previous backers, Bro is quickly running out of money for his various schemes and projects. While looking for new sponsors he manages to catch the eye of Mr. Harley, a strange older man of mysterious wealth, and is given the funds he needs to continue his work. However, it seems Mr. Harley is more interested in the inventor than the inventions...

(this is a warm-up sketch that got out of hand)

#homestuck #bro strider #jake harley #grandpa harley #wtf is their ship name #brograndpa #dirkjake #for the hell of it #my bros said this counts as old man yaoi but only BARELY because only one is an old man #bl but with toxic annoying old guys like god intended #ORT

[clockwayswrites]

Neon Adjuration - Start

The bike sputtered to death on a cliché middle of nowhere American road. It might have well been straight out of a movie set with the rows of corn, gold light, and nothing else around for miles.

Jason was less than impressed.

After nearly an hour of pushing his bike and with the idyllic light quickly fading he was even less impressed. It wasn’t as if he didn’t have options. His insurance came with roadside assistance (he thought), he could give in and call a sibling to steal the Batplane and come get him, or a corn field wasn’t the worst place he’d ever slept. He had options, just none of them were really appealing.

Recognizing that the feeling was stupid didn’t make calling for help feel any less like giving up.

The corn field had to have rodents. As he had pushed his bike, they had turned from carefully manicured rows into wild, unmanaged looking things. Jason had enough sharing a bed space with rodents as a street kid to want to do it again. Jason was probably about ten minutes away from giving in and calling Dick when he saw the glow.

It was neon salvation looming out of the oppressive darkness.

The cyan light spread the furthest, but Jason could also catch magenta from where the sign was peering around the edge of what must be the shop the sign was connected too. The cast of the cyan light made the corn feel otherworldly, and Jason pushed his bike slightly faster. More of the sign was revealed with each step, carefully crafted letter by carefully crafted letter.

Jason nearly sagged in relief. Not only was it finally, blessedly civilization, but it was a mechanics shop. ‘Fix-it Freddy’s’, the sign cheerfully proclaimed. It sat next to just the sort of building that looked like it might hold up to the claim. The base structure was probably from the late 40’s, that magical time of growth when the war and dust had both faded, but it had obviously been altered and changed and repainted hundreds of times. Just from the light of the neon and the one, lonely white flood light above the large roll up door Jason could see a myriad of colors. The current one seemed to be an already fading cyan to match the sign.

Praying that shop either had someone still working or cheap security and a lock he could jimmy, Jason leaned his bike against his tired leg and rang the bell between the roll up door and the man door. His finger was barely off the buzzer before the aluminum panels shuddered and groaned. Creaking with all of the years in it, the door rolled up.

Hanging onto the chain was, well, not exactly what Jason was expecting to find out in the corn fields. They were young, Jason’s or close enough. The black hair was wild, long in the middle and pushed around from a long day of working with engine grease and oil but shaved close on the sides. The way the neon light caught their eyes practically made them glow. Their smile was almost concernedly easy. “Can I help you?”

“Yeah,” Jason said and then had to clear his throat and try again. “Yeah. I guess you’re Freddy?”

They laughed, tossing their head back. Magenta light brushed along the length of their throat. “Nah, Freddy’s been dead for nearly thirty years, not that it would stop him from working. I’m Danny, this is my place now. Why don’t you roll your bike in and we’ll take a look at it, okay stranger?”

“Jason,” he said reflexively.

“Jason,” Danny repeated with that same easy smile.

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AN: Aaaaaaand Moody Monday check! (Can I get all the days of the week? Let's see! 2 down, 5 to go... fingers already taped together.)

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#moody monday #for the hell of it #neon adjuration #dp x dc #dead on main

[lambsouvlaki]

For the Hell of It - Pampering

Characters: Jason Todd x fem!oc

Rating and warnings: G, mention of violence between Bruce and Jason.

Word count: 750

Summary: She looks after Jason after he has a bad fight with Bruce.

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Jason leaned his head forward, his expression hidden, as she massaged his tense and knotted shoulders. His hair was going frizzy in the steam of the bath, and his skin was buttery from the products she melted in it. Music played softly through the walls from the living room of his apartment. 

He was usually bullish about letting her pamper him, or letting anyone look after him at all, but he was emotionally wrung out tonight. He gave only token resistance before caving. 

He and Bruce were fighting. It was much worse than she had seen before. To her horror, everyone else was grieved but nobody was surprised. 

Jason had dark bruising around his eye and his wrist was in a splint, elevated above the water. The bruising had bloomed so colourful it could only have been earlier in the week, but he didn’t actually tell her at the time. He didn’t know how to talk about the painful things, outside of throwing them back in people’s faces when he felt vulnerable. 

She had to hear about the fight from Babs. 

He made a soft noise as she steadily worked the broad expanse of muscle. She kneeled outside the partially sunken tub. The tension had been slowly seeping out of him since he sank into the fragrant, milky water. Coco-butter, vanilla, and sandalwood coaxed him into letting go.

She had known him long enough to know there was a rhythm to his relationship with Bruce, and his family as a whole. Like a tide, it ebbed and flowed. Sometimes it flooded, breached the barricades and destroyed things, sometimes it withdrew and exposed all the little things normally hidden beneath the waves. 

And given time, it always rolled back. Even if she wished it wouldn’t. 

Now wasn’t the time to be obnoxious about her opinions on his family. She was pretty sure he knew anyway. 

He turned very quiet as she worked out the last of the tension from his upper body, then smoothed her hands over his skin. She pulled him gently to lean back against the back of the tub. She got up to fetch the shampoo. 

His splinted arm reached out as she returned. He wrapped his hand around her leg and tugged her closer. 

Hearing the silent request, she swung her leg around to sit behind him on the lip. A bare leg sank into the water on each side of him. He pulled one over his shoulder and held her calf. He pressed a kiss to her knee. 

She poured hot water over his hair with a jug, carefully shielding his eyes with her other hand.

He began to silently cry. 

She didn’t say anything. She worked up a lather and massaged the shampoo into his scalp. 

“Why do you stick with me?” he asked, his voice rough. 

Because I love you.

She bit her tongue. 

“You make me happy.”

He scoffed wetly. “You can do better.” 

“I can do a lot worse.”

He moved his head as though to look away. Only there was no looking away, no escaping her here. His hand on her leg flexed. 

“I can’t promise you forever,” he said, tone hard with self hatred. “I can’t even promise next week. Or tomorrow.” 

She gently rubbed little circles into the base of his scalp, just behind his ears, as she thought that over, and tried to hide away the ache in her heart. There were no rings or white picket fences in their future, she always knew that. But he would be at her side with just as much dedication as if there was. She knew that beyond any doubt. Jason didn’t know how to abandon people. If he did… he wouldn’t have two black eyes and a shattered helmet. 

It wasn’t fair. To him, first and foremost. She hated it. He couldn’t promise what he did not have. 

“Nobody can promise forever,” she said eventually. 

He opened his mouth, but she cut him off. “Well, liars and fools can. But I don’t want empty promises.”

He grasped her leg tighter.

She rinsed the lather out, shielding his eyes again. 

He tilted his head back against her. His eyes were shut, with shiny tear tracks down both cheeks. The last vestiges of resistance gave out and he went boneless in her grasp. 

She leaned down, trailing her hands down his scarred body to rest over his heart. She pressed a kiss to his forehead and counted the beats, while he fell apart.

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#Jason's selfhatred vs Andys loyalty: fight #acts of service as love language #jason todd #red hood #jason todd x oc #red hood x oc #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x reader #for the hell of it #my fanfic #dc #fluff #hurt/comfort

[enderwoah]

here to inform the life series/evo smp community about the new m night shyamalan movie called "the watchers" that features unknowable creatures that watch and observe humans being humans, applauding for them when they Literally Just Are Humans, a blonde main character with a name that starts with "m" who is interested in what the watchers actually are and how they function, as well as a canary

"don't you want to know what they are?" "that's impossible." <- tell me this is not martyn inthelittlewood ass dialogue.

as well as having a creepy website to promote the film that kind of sort of maybe implies that the watchers might be the viewers. also, the filming of the movie took place in 2023, and the book that it was based on was published in 2021, so...watchers as a concept in the mcyt space existed LONG before either of these things were released into the world. so. im just saying.

im just saying. m night shyamalan being a life series fan was not on my 2024 bingo card /j

#this is all a /j and /silly #obviously #but its also really really funny #life series #evo smp #evolution smp #watchers #trafficblr #martyn inthelittlewood #for the hell of it #can we please all go see this movie together /silly

[a-flappy-bat]

So I can say I’ve drawn Sam Lake 😅

#Sam lake #and coffee #matthew porretta #based on that Tik tok #remedy control #my art #totally not my style but #color experiment? #for the hell of it #if my scribbles are going to suck #let them be colorful

[eggs-can-draw]

Tone is all over the place but oh well lol

#eggs can art #danganronpa #drthh #sdr2 #ndrv3 #junko enoshima #ahem #junko FUCKING ENOSHIMA #izuru kamukura #makoto naegi #mikan tsumiki #mukuro ikusaba #the sixteenth student lying hidden somewhere inside this school the one they call the ultimate despair watch out for her #kokichi ouma #the only ship allowed on this post is #kamukoma #if I see any d/spairc/st or (genuine and not acknowledging how toxic it is) mikan and junko you will meet my bade #and obv kokichi is a small child in this #despair sisters #for the hell of it #edit: #ALSO mikan x Mukuro is allowed if you ship that

[funkily]

my friend once joked that vmartyn has access to podcasts but since i only listen to one podcast i couldnt get this image out of my brain

#ignore how its last weeks episode also sorry for CUTTING JOEL OUT COMPLETELY #the original cut was about 21 seconds and including him talking a bit but i wanted it to be shorter for the joke to land better #sorry about the quality hes been through a lot (about 6 exports and 3 different softwares (resolve was being finnicky)) #itlw #inthelittlewood #its a joke but #itlwart #for the hell of it #idk if theyve announced whos replacing jonny this week but watch it be martyn (manifesting) #funkart #ok thats all the tags im using for this thing lol

[phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess]

Behold, a really dumb fakemon idea I have had for a while now.

No art abilities, but eh...

Loves hospitals, unattended pokemon/children, and anything sleeping in its path.

Syphone is Steel/Flying.

Haemogoblin would be Steel/Dark, maybe?

Not sure what colour a shiny would take, given that they're ambush hunters and HAemogoblin often try to hide in surgivcal settings.

Once full, they evolve.

Or something. Didn't think about it too hard, it was just funny in my head I guess.

#fakemon #for the hell of it

[ktskibkg0]

#for the hell of it #I know i missed some genres but theres only so many answers i can add #feel free to comment #music #music recs #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #ask blog #great explosion murder god dynamight #did system #katsuki bakugou #mha fictive

[glowingneonduck]

new ocs! these are Aero and Lizzine, a duo of pals. practically attached at the hip, these two met as kids in the SB paralympics, where they bonded almost instantly. Aero has a prosthetic wooden arm and Lizzine has a stretchy rubber leg, both from disabilities they've had since birth. Lizzine has a bit of a curved mouth. they mostly do sports-related stuff for fun, but they also have a variety talkshow podcast!

fanart and head canons of any sort are EXTREMELY welcome!

#storybots #storybots answer time #storybots fanart #my ocs #for the hell of it #they really said SPOOOOOOORTS #also they're missing limbs #but they're awesome #aero artichoke #lizzine lakehureon

[realmermaid333]

Curiosity is a great reason to keep on going. Like if you feel like there is nothing to live for (which I'm sure there is, even if it doesn't feel like it now), then just keep going for shits and giggles. Like what is the next season of your fav show gonna be like when it comes out? What's gonna happen with your future if you just keep on going? What will be the new gossip? What will happen with the family/friend group drama? What is the next stupid thing a billionaire does? And you can't let your enemies outlive you, you just can't. Keep going out of spite, if nothing else. And maybe get a pet, then you'll have a little fella who is dependent on you. Then nothing can happen to you, or your little fella will be so sad

#my thoughts #this is a sign #if you're depressed get a little pet #or keep yourself curious about things #both even #live out of spite #live just for the vibes #for the hell of it #just to be silly and goofy

[dylanoteforever]

fighting racists by turning their favorite little moon person into a queer

#Mac tonight is bisexual and you can’t prove me wrong #suck it up #dylanotenation #moonman #mac tonight #God this is so stupid but I really don’t care #for the hell of it

[lambsouvlaki]

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I am accepting ✨fic prompts✨

Shelter from the Storm (AO3 link)

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Ongoing AK Jason Todd x magic female OC fic. Angsty, steamy, hurt/comfort, loosely set in the Arkham universe.

It was years since he thought of himself as a protector. Since the brand cut into his cheek, since he put on his helmet and made himself a predator. He was nothing more than a wrecking ball against the rotting edifice of Gotham. But for her, maybe he could be again. She was under his protection and he’d gut anyone who tried to touch her.

For the Hell of it (AO3 link)

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Completed Jason Todd x civilian female OC fic. Friends to lovers slow burn, slice of life overall, with occasional forays into hurt/comfort. Warm and fluffy. OC is a racially ambiguous woman studying at Gotham U named Andy.

She leaned her cheek against his back as the bike took off. Before she met him she would have been shocked at even the idea of getting onto some man’s motorbike to go wherever he decided they were going. But she didn’t feel threatened by Jason, not in the least. She felt safer around him than she had in a long time. “Okay?” he called over his shoulder as they slowed to a stop at some lights. “Okay!” She wondered if her instincts were leading her astray. She wasn’t stupid, the 200 pounds of man between her legs was obviously very dangerous. The scars on his knuckles were impossible to miss. But he treated her so carefully, so gently. Like a little bird in his large hands, delicate heartbeat fluttering a mile a minute. She could blush at just how much she liked it.

AUs

The Crime Lord & The Crime Lord, Part 2, & Part 3. A bittersweet love story set in a world where the Red Hood never stopped his campaign to control Gotham’s underworld.

Kid Fic: His Heart & part 2 & Part 3: Christmas edition, part 4 & part 5. In which Jason has a one year old baby girl with his long term girlfriend. Mostly fluff surrounding a doting Dad!Jason.

#jason todd #jason todd x oc #my fanfic #For the Hell of It #Moments in Between #yearning #fluff #angst #hurt/comfort #slice of life #slowburn #mutual pining #angst with a happy ending #friends to lovers

[oldcrowwitch]

Alright the idea to assign Twisted Wonderland characters to Undertale characters has crossed my mind and here's a rough list I've drawn up this evening:

Riddle: Mad Dummy

Deuce: Royal Guard 2

Ace: Royal Guard 1

Trey: Toriel

Cater: Catty

Leona: Sans

Jack: Doggo

Ruggie: Burger Pants

Idia: Alphys

Ortho: Asriel

Yuu: Frisk

Kalim: Papyrus

Jamil: Flowey

Azul: Muffet

Jade: Grilby

Floyd: Chara

Vil: ????

Rook: Mettaton

Epel: ????

Malleus: River Person

Lilia: W.D. Gaster

Sebek: Undyne

Silver: Napstablook

And that's about all I got, please feel free to contest these choices or throw in your own comparisons yourself, I mainly did this for shits and giggles

#twst #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #undertale #yuu and frisk have a lot of similarities if you think about it in terms of basically becoming everyone's therapist #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland headcanons #i might do this idea where i assign the twst charas to hetalia characters lol #for the hell of it

[ivqks159]

Uploaded my old fanvids on YouTube for the sake of organization: you can now access them outside of tumblr! 

#ivqdraws #also one painting progress #for the hell of it #if u want #illustration process

[spectoral]

dark mats the corners of her eyes, grease smearing a rake of sweat & drizzle beneath the cowl.

( she can still taste copper upon waking, rich penny tint slaking her tongue in a way she can't shake. her tongue rings around a tooth that's smooth, sanded down. why doesn't that feel right? )

" rough night, @abominum? " she slinks the space between the shadows & the sallow street light. // starter call.

#abominum #*MUSE: KATE KANE #sneaking a little vamp!kate in there #for the hell of it