#on a bit of a roll lol!

[wexhappyxfew]

Also! 29 on OTP dialogue for Annie and Brady?

HI JAMIEEEE!!! thank you so much for this other prompt as well!!! sorry it took a bit to get to! :) i must say, this idea swirled in my head for a bit and then, when i felt things in writing were finally going the way i wanted them to, i felt ready to post this!! thank you again!!!! :D

a little while longer

(a/n): for the annie x brady girlies, with a mix of angst and fluff all at once!!! to say the least, these two have my whole heart and just !!!!!! there was an anon awhile back talking about brady freaking out if he ever saw annie injured or wounded in the slightest way - and well....here ya go! prompt: don't lie to me. i was there.

The soup was probably the best thing she could've had in that moment - despite what little warmth this place provided, the soup was sure to give her enough strength to keep her going. She'd been up most of the night with a nasty, wheezing cough, her nose running and her throat sore as all get-out. Now, with her stomach feeling sour, nose run red from the amount of times she'd wiped it, she felt like she'd been drug behind a truck and tried standing again. But, for now, this little bowl of soup was making her incredibly happy.

Annie looked up and towards where Brady was, sat taking up spoonful after spoonful of soup himself, getting every last bit her possibly could. She had to admit, she was worried about him more often than not - because he spent the majority of his time worrying about her, especially in the past few days. So seeing him eat his fill and focus on himself, settled her for the time being.

"Guys. Guys!" yelling started down the hallway, along with a banging all along the wooden walls of this sad excuse for barracks. Annie met Buck's eyes from beside her at the table and watched as everyone in the tiny bunk room looked towards the doorway to find Benny DeMarco racing in, eyes wide and bloodshot as he made an attempt to catch his breath.

"What is it, Benny?" Bucky said, pushing up from where he leaned against a bunk, forgetting about his soup and focused on the rather frantic nature of Benny there in front of them. Benny took a minute to catch his breath and then pointed outside.

"They got a new group comin' in. Margie may be in that group. We gotta go look." he said quickly, before disappearing again out the door. Annie watched that now-empty doorway and slowly turned to meet Kennedy and Bessie's eyes - there was something unspoken between the three of them that the boys hadn't entirely clued into or focused on. But coming in as a woman was one thing; having survived that level of interrogation was another.

Margie had to.

She had to be in that group.

She was more hopeful than half of them combined.

"Let's go." Annie said, moving to her feet, buttoning her coat and wrapped that scarf around her neck, "C'mon." She was the first out the door, hurrying down the hall, a few echoing footsteps behind her as she pushed outside and attempted to seek out Benny in the crowd. She caught sight of his beanie, and began, rather slowly, moving through the open area towards the gates.

As she got closer, she watched, as if in shaky, frantic real-time capture, as Benny moved along the fence, yelling out, over and over again, before tearing around the edge of the wiring and disappearing into the crowd.

Annie felt her face grow cold and stoic, her shoulders pressed high, her chin pointed up. Her heart pounded as she turned around the edge of the gate and found Benny there on the ground, pulling a rather fragile looking, collapsed, corpse of Margie Harlowe on the ground, her face bloodied, her clothing practically hanging off of her form, and her one shoulder looking twisted in all the wrong places. Then, standing over them, was whom she could only assume as one of the German soldiers who had been begrudgingly dragging Margie along.

This was one of her girls, her flight engineer; bright, sunny Margie, with that beautiful blonde hair that was now all haphazard angles around her shoulders, bright blue eyes that were red and filled with tears and beautiful rosy cheeks that were scarred and bloodied.

Annie slowly looked up at the German who stood silent and still, overtop where Margie was half alive in Benny's arms, her cries weak and pained, Benny's comfort only doing so much to erase the pain of reality.

Annie couldn't take it anymore.

She took three, wide steps forward right into the German's face, without much thought for her own self and stared up at him, her body rigid, her eyes narrowed.

"She's already half-dead," Annie practically spat out, "did you really have to drag her in the dirt like a dying dog!" Any sort of celebration and welcoming immediately went quiet as people turned to look at the female lieutenant who was currently losing it on one of the Germans. Annie's throat tightened.

"How can you just stand there!" Annie managed out again, but she knew she had messed up long before she even had opened her mouth. She should've stayed with her soup, let Benny handle all this. But she couldn't. This was one of her girls, this was Margie Harlowe.

Without warning, the German had grabbed her by the shoulders and swung her around him right into the dirt, her body hitting the ground with a rough whimper, her eyes closing at the pain shooting through her body.

"Annie, don't," came Margie's quiet cry.

"Don't touch her." Benny said, his voice drowned out by the sudden kick of the German's booted foot into Annie's side. She curled into a ball with a strangled cry, tears squeaking out of her eyes, her body begging for some sort of reprieve that wasn't this.

When the German had stepped away, angrily spitting down on her, she heard yelling and a commotion somewhere behind her, which was enough to make her sit up, weakly at that, looking past Benny and Margie in his arms and a few stragglers hanging about.

There, just past them, was Brady, screaming and yelling, being held back by Bucky and Murphy as best as they could hold him, Brady's eyes dead set on the German officer who walked away casually and calmly. Annie turned her quivering eyes to Brady again and watched as he broke free of the bodies holding him back and stomped across the open bit of land, taking his hands on the front of the Germans uniform and slamming him against the rusty wiring, yelling, over and over.

"Don't you dare fucking touch her again!" Brady yelled, his voice sounding like a wild animal's, guttural and raw, as the German yelled back, "Don't lie to me. I was there! I saw you hit her! Don't touch her again!" It didn't take long for the German officer to yell something in German, before swinging at Brady, sending him to the ground.

The brawl turned into a power struggle, the German kicking and punching Brady there on the ground, Brady all but weakened and defenseless. Finally, the two were separated and bodies were left behind and the few groupings that had been out were left behind by the Germans, only watched by guards in the towers. Annie watched as Bucky helped Brady to his feet, Brady struggling to find his footing, before ignoring any possible help, as he ambled over to Annie.

"Annie." he managed out, his voice sounding weak as he collapsed on the ground beside her, his hands reaching forward - he was always reaching for her, they always were with one another - and placing themselves against her cheeks, his thumbs rubbing in circles, "He should've never have hit you. I swear to fucking-"

"John." Annie whispered, slowly bringing her hands to his own cheeks, "You've gotta calm down."

"Not when they hit you, Annie. He did it because he-"

"John." she managed out again, "I'm okay. It's…..Margie." Brady watched her and some sort of realization seemed to hit him. He knew how important the women of Silver Bullets were to her, beyond anything, beyond even herself.

Slowly, the two looked over to Margie there, wrapped in Benny's arms, those tears running down her bloodied cheeks, grasping onto Benny like it was her lifeline. Annie managed to pull herself to her feet, Brady beside her, their hands linking to one another for some sort of support, before she fell to the ground in front of Benny and Margie, her hands shaking as she reached forward. Margie flinched at Annie's touch, her eyes immediately welling with tears - what could they have done to you?

"Hey, Margie, it's me." Annie whispered, reaching her hand forward and softly cupping the girl's cheek, brushing her thumb over her pink, wounded skin, "You're okay." Margie looked up at her with those water-filled blue eyes and let out a croaky cry, reaching up a free hand to lay gently against Annie's hand and nodded.

"I can't believe….I found…you all." Margie managed out, "Benny saw me first……I didn't want anyone to get hurt." Benny let out a quiet, wet laugh, as if holding in any tears he was trying not to shed. Annie looked to Brady, whose face had grown soft and gentle. Brady watched Annie, his face full of love and adoration, that same look she'd gotten the privilege of seeing anytime he watched her.

"You didn't have to go beat up any Germans, Brady." Margie managed out, her hand still grasping Annie's tightly, "You're too kind." The three of them laughed again at Margie's words, before Annie's eyes filled with tears and Margie seemed to notice.

"Don't cry, Bradshaw, I'm still here." Margie said softly, "Look at me."

"I thought you were dead," Annie managed out, her throat filled with emotion, "I should've looked for you….tried to get you to safety-"

"Don't go saying that, Bradshaw," Margie managed out, before letting out a wet, rattling cough, "I got to see Brady beat up a German for a bit. It was worth it."

"I promise it felt just as good as it looked." Brady said quietly.

"Don't give yourself that much credit." Benny offered and the group fell into small bits of laughter again.

By the time they'd gotten Margie up and in the comforting arms of Benny and Bucky who had come racing over like a bat out of hell, Annie had turned to Brady, looking at him bathed in cold sunshine, his face more stressed and sunken in these days, but still the Brady from that first day on base. They watched one another and she smiled slightly, reaching up to run a finger beside the cut near his eyebrow.

"Let me help you dress that," she whispered quietly, her hand cradling his cheek, as he watched her, "thank you for doing that." Brady clenched his jaw.

"He shouldn't have even touched you."

"I shouldn't have gotten in his face. I shouldn't have said a word-"

"You did the right thing, Annie, I know that. They gotta have a little humanity in this place."

"There's barely an ounce of that here." she whispered, voice sorrowful and sad. Brady watched her, before bringing up a hand to clasp around her one against his cheek. For a second, it looked like Brady was going to say something else, but he bit his tongue and continued to watch her instead.

"Does your chest hurt?" he whispered to her, "I'll help you wrap it. I'll scrounge some bandage."

"Only a little," she whispered back, "I'm more worried about your chest. He hit you pretty hard." Brady smiled softly at her and stepped forward, cradling her face in his hands, his beautiful eyes on her own.

"Let me take care of you." he whispered to her, "Let me hold you, just a little while longer." Annie stared up at him and flitted her eyes across his face and lips, before settling on that scar again.

"Only if you let me wrap up your chest." she whispered back to him.

"Only if I can wrap yours." he said back. She stared at him and then smiled softly, nodding, "Is it tender?"

"I'll be okay." she whispered, "You know that."

"I know." Brady whispered, "Sometimes I just….." Annie watched him, her big eyes holding him in her gaze, watching as he watched her back, their emotions hitting a head.

"What?" Annie asked quietly, her voice hidden it felt by the sweeping winds this place had. Brady couldn't get his eyes off her it felt, and like it were the most delicate thing in the world, he pulled her into his arms, probably the warmest hug she'd had since arriving here, and stayed like that. Her heart raced in his embrace and as he pulled back, she looked up into his face right in front of her and licked her lips. The corner of his mouth lifted upwards and she felt her body shiver. Something pulled her closer, she wanted to be closer than they already had been.

"Hey!" Brady and Annie seemed to bounce apart, and they turned to find Bucky walking closer, all smug, hands in his pockets, "We're gonna get Margie comfortable."

"Right." Annie said, stepping back and smoothing out her normally, crumpled clothes, catching Brady's eyes for a second and then pushing her hair behind her ears, "Let's go." She hurried away, towards where Benny was still walking with Margie, as Bucky came to Brady's side. Brady stared at Bucky, who smirked and clapped his shoulder.

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing," Bucky said, "quite the dragon slayer though, huh."

"Shut up."

"You tell her yet?"

"Shut up, Bucky."

#HEYYYY #on a bit of a roll lol! #THEMMMMMM #this was more of just ideas smashed into one but i absolutely love the emotions explored here and just !!!! #also: peep the bit of margie x benny we get #yes we're doing thisssss hehe! #masters of the air #mota #mota writings #silver bullets #annie bradshaw #john brady #john brady x oc #benny demarco #margie harlowe #margie x benny #INSANE #BOTH OF YALL #i had to have brady going crazy at some point right? #THEMMMMM #literally when am i not freaking out about annie and brady in tags #thank u all for coming to my ted talk (ie my chaotic af tags) #ENJOYYY

[amisonist]

fuck it transition timeline

I was originally gonna wait until July to do this because that'll mark 3 years on E but I feel like now's a good time all things considered

With that out of the way lets start from the beginning AKA freshman year (AKA 2018)

This was on my way to band camp which is why you can see my trombone in the background (random fact: that was the only year I got to do marching band and our show was "the music of harry potter". yeah irony's a bitch ain't she?)

Graduation picture featuring the bestest boi Jinn :3

This pic is from 2020 because I switched to online and finished high school early out of spite (I was 16 here if you were wondering)

Now then this is from 2021 and was taken only about a week before I started hrt when I was 17

The lake in the background is Lake Superior in case you were wondering. Me and my mother were all the way up on the Keweenaw Peninsula for my family's 4th of July party held at the family farm

Moving on from that I started HRT on July 22 2021 (the appointment was at 9:30 am and I took my first dose at 7:42 pm yes I kept track)

This was taken like a half hour after my first dose (I actually don't really like this pic that much but I'm including it because it is important)

Fast forward from that a year to 2022 when I was 18 and here are a few pics of me around then one of which again featuring best boi Jinn

(it was windy out that day and he tried to bite me immediately after this lmao)

I've never been particularly good at taking selfies lmao

That brings us to now. I've been on hrt for about 2.5 years now if my math is correct. I'm pretty much living full time as a woman, started laser hair removal a couple months ago (next apt is actually tomorrow lol), and I'm working on getting my legal name and gender changed. It's been a long ride thus far and I don't really plan on stopping anytime soon so yeah here ya go

So that's it! At least thus far lol

also fuck photomatt 🚗🔨💥

#Trans #Transgender #transition timeline #queer #lesbian #long post #I might have gotten a little bit carried away there lol #🚗🔨💥 #idgaf if this is cheesy or whatever #I kinda like how it turned out #took too long to gather all these together #I like never take pics of myself #my camera roll is just 4000 memes

[skywerse]

gilly turnaround sheet

#gilly trial animation things tag #I DREW HIS RING ON THE WRONG HAND IM KILLING MYSELF FIXING IT LATER #ok i fixed the sheet but I can't be bothered to fix the gif... #rotating your fish #jrwi fanart #jrwi riptide #just roll with it #jrwi #gillion tidestrider #fun fact i continued drawing this right after i got a concussion and rattled my braincells a bit too hard #and then managed to finish him before i made it worse lol #now bright screens to me are like sun to a vampire #powering thru next 2 weeks with screentime limit and 0% brightness

[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 1: Cuteness Aggression

oh we are so back

Thank you so much to @forlorn-crows for putting Mushy May together for the second year in a row <3

No warnings for this one, just 800 words of Aether teaching Aeon rhythm guitar and them being too dang cute lol

"Put your fingers right here, yeah, right on that fret," Aether says, gently adjusting Aeon's fingers on the fretboard of their Fantomen. They've been at it for hours. Aeon's still relatively fresh Up Top, and they have a lot of learning left to do before they get sent off on tour.

To their credit, Aeon's an excellent student. They soak in new information like a sponge, eager to learn just about anything that's put in front of them. They adjust their fingers so they're playing the right chord, straightening with a grin when they strum and it sounds much better than the discordant thing they'd done earlier.

"Just like that, pup," Aether repeats. "Take it from the first verse." He hits a button on his phone, and the metronome ticks about twenty clicks slower than tempo. Aeon nods, starting to play.

Aether watches as Aeon makes their way through the verse and chorus of Year Zero, and he's taken back for a moment, fumbling over these same chords with far less grace than Aeon has now, Omega kindly readjusting his fingers. He shakes his head, dispelling the memory to watch them.

He watches Aeon's face, watches as their brow furrows in concentration, eyes locked onto their hands as they play. Their tongue peeks past their lips, watching their fingers move over the fretboard. Their tail wraps around their thigh, the spade tapping in time with the metronome.

They get through the verse and chorus, playing through the bridge without a single mistake, and Aether whoops. "You're doing so good, pup, took me ages to get that right."

"Thanks to you! You're a really good teacher, Aeth," Aeon beams, grinning so wide their cheeks dimple, and Aether's fingers twitch, curling into fists. If it weren't for putting the Fantomen in their lap at risk, he'd have pulled them into a crushing hug about three minutes ago.

He still mirrors their grin, flashing his gold capped fang. "Oh, don't mention it, pup. At this rate, you'll be outplaying me by the end of the tour." Aether watches in delight as a violet blush spills over their cheeks, and they shove their two-toned hair out of their eyes.

"Aeth," Aeon says, dragging it out as the spade of their tail pads against the vinyl floor.

"I'm serious," he says, reaching over to ruffle their hair. "Now, I want you to run that again a couple more times, and then we can see about getting you up to tempo."

Aeon beams, settling their fingers back in the starting position as they go again. Aether watches and fights every urge to squeeze them as that look of complete concentration settles on their face again.

Again, they make it through with no mistakes, and no mistakes when they loop the section for the third time. Aether grins, reaching over and turning the metronome slightly faster.

A half hour passes and Aeon's only improving. Aether couldn't be prouder of the younger ghoul, honored that this is the ghoul who will follow in his footsteps. Aether gets them up to tempo, and they're crushing it, eyes bright as it finally clicks in their head that they're doing it. He has to fight another wave of squeeze them as tight as you can, half-heartedly making another excuse about the guitar between them.

Aeon eventually sets the Fantomen back on the rack, rubbing absentmindedly at the callouses quickly forming on their fingertips. Aether can't fight it anymore. He stands, bringing the younger quintessence ghoul into a tight hug, holding their head to his broad chest, his fingers carding through their hair as he squeezes tighter and tighter.

Aeon yelps as Aether manhandles them into the hug, squirming until they free their face, gasping in a breath. They blink up at him owlishly. "Aeth, can't breathe," they wheeze. "What're you doing?"

Aether laughs to himself softly, not letting go but loosening his arms around their ribs. "Sorry, pup."

Aeon settles now that they're not being actively crushed, chest heaving. "No, really, Aeth, what was that for?" they ask. "Not complaining, but that was outta nowhere."

"You're just cute when you're in the zone, the face you make when you're concentrating is sweet." He ruffles their hair, knuckles against their scalp."Gimme your hands, I saw you rubbing your fingers."

Aeon complies, letting Aether take their spindly fingers in his grip. There's a spark of quintessence between them, just enough to soothe the sting from playing. In time, the callouses will harden, making it easier for them to keep playing. But for now, a little balm of magick won't hurt.

"I'm very proud of you, pup," he says as he works, glancing up to meet their mismatched eyes.

Aeon beams, settling more into Aether's arms. "Thanks, Aeth."

"Of course. Same time tomorrow. I'll get you started on Square Hammer."

#thank you again crow for putting this together <3 #i've rolled random pairs/groupings for each prompt #lets see if i can commit to the bit again and do every day lol #dot's writing #mushy may 2024 #aether ghoul #aeon ghoul #the band ghost #the band ghost fanfiction

[thejasontoddarchives]

There’s a general consensus that above all else Jason should be homicidal again. However I think what’s also very important is that he should be a fucking hoot.

There’s nothing not funny about this entire bit.

1. He couldn’t give less of a shit about explaining that he’s single-handedly trying to stop a terrorist attack. Obviously cause he’s short on time, but even if he had all the time in the world he would still be this indifferent towards explaining himself to cops.

2. This bomb is seconds away from exploding but he’s at most mildly annoyed like he’s in the office doing some menial task.

3. The perfectly timed British jokes.

4. Circling back to number 1 on the list. After he throws the bomb into the water he just dips. For all they know he’s the (weird) terrorist. (But as long as everyone’s okay he doesn’t care! The beauty of Jason Todd everybody).

This one is funny (but it’s also true)? Like yes … that is exactly what you are. (A sweet, kind-hearted goodboy learning how to effectively poison people, shoot guns, and blow shit up with all manner of explosives like a certified pro).

Bonus:

Red Hood: The Lost Days #5 (2010-)

Red Hood: The Lost Days #4 (2010-)

“Not so irritating for an American” is a far more impressive title than “genius” if you ask me. Although I think Jason balances both pretty well.

#lost days was actually a comedy it gets funnier every time I reread it #look I know in recent days he’s become more serious/glum as a character #he’s sorta detached from people and situations and he seems to have lost his spunk #and my mind is zoning in on Zdarsky. him feeling immense guilt and burden over people he kills. #which like. even Matt Murdock fans said Zdarsky leaned a bit too heavily into Catholic guilt lol #Jason should be like this again #boiling inside him is untamed rage and pain and hurt but the jokes keep rolling off his tongue in an endless stream #just as playful with his words as he is with his bombs and takeover plans #from moments like the bomb under the bridge or even just the 'nice boy' comment #you see just how much he not only doesn’t care about being labelled a hero for his actions but how he actively detests it even #it’s one of the things that makes him so endearing to me like: look at this humble kind kid who loves and cares for the world immeasurably #(even after all he’s suffered from it) #but refuses to ever take credit for it #jason todd #red hood #red hood: the lost days #lost days #dc

[cheeriochat]

Wash time

#this is the plushie washing post for my dmc followers lol #i bought them unused second hand but like #they still need a wash #theyve been rolling around in my room for a bit so #i'll update once theyve been rinsed and when theyve out to dry #i still want a dante bean #i want all of them but i will have to settle for the ones I can get #sigh #devil may cry #dmc #vergil #nero #edit i noticed the typo end me now

[wave-man]

hey its him

#art #mega man #megaman #rock light #oh i didnt realize i was drawing kinda small oops #i feel a bit rusty but also my style is a little. different. just like enough to look uncanny next to old stuff #also i was trying to give him clothes to sorta match w mm8 roll cuz yes i still think rock n roll matching is cute #i was gonna try to see what it would look like swapping the colors on his shirt but that looked kinda weird #maybe i could color him liek that sometime anyways lol

[beebundt]

first animation ever..... or ENAmation u could say

#OK NOT ACTUALLY MY FIRST but the first and only one ive ever done was 5 years ago and i didn't try super hard #so ill consider this my actual actual first lol PLUS i colored it which fucking SUCKED DUDE #this took 1-2 days total. i could clean this up more but frankly i can't be bothered #this was very cool and fun and i just wanted to test out wtf csp animation was about :3 #THEY LIMIT YOU TO 24 FRAMES ON CSP PRO I HATE THIS #anyway i think this was a learning experience and she looks super cute and fun #i wanted to mimic her silly little gestures a bit & it let me play with hand directions #honestly this was not too hard at all and im happy with the result #ROLL CREDITS #ENA #3na #ena joel g #s1 ena #my art #animation #my animations

[skitskatdacat63]

I feel like this clip from the podium deserves to be posted in full

#THEY'RE SO CUTEEEEEEEEEE I CANT I CANT #NANDO IS HIS BOY THATS LITERALLY HIS BOY!!!! #LOOK AT THEM LOOK AT THEM!!! #ive seen some pics from this podium i think but nothing can live up to the full clip in entirety #like theres just so many things that make me wanna sob and yell into my pillow #tho actually it did in fact make me legit squeal and roll around on my bed when i first watched it #them!!!! them!!!!!!!!!! <33333 #the way he keeps indulging nando and the way theyre so affectionate its really just unbearably adorable to me #fernando alonso #fa14 #flavio briatore #2005 chinese gp #2005 chinese grand prix #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #we do a little bit of f1 #no sound sry lol but i dont think it wouldve added anything anyways so its okie! #also kinda wanna make a comp of pictures from this race maybe??? theres just so many cute moments w renault so yeah might make that soon #ralf schumacher #kimi räikkönen #kimi raikkonen

[covenofthearticulate]

all jokes aside, i do want to eventually write a really tender and intimate fic where louis gets to instruct lestat on how to fuck him

#i know the Jackhammer Dick is funny and all but listen louis deserves better LOL #maybe it’s like the 3rd or 4th time after they get Fareeds Magical Injections so it’s like still fairly new to them #louis ends up bruising lestat’s ego a little bit #but once lestat figures out how to make louis’ eyes roll back he wants to do it again and again and again LOL #but anyway!! louis holding lestat’s face with both hands and breathing all shallow and whispering ‘easy…yes good…like that’ 🥺🥺🥺

[thingscanalwaysgetworse]

Thinking about the Ian/Ellie/Ian reunion through a romantic lens. Spending decades trying to convince themselves that they didn’t miss each other and then they meet up and it’s like?? Alan and Ellie are already gazing at each other like long-lost lovers. When they walk into Ian’s lecture, he pauses and looks like his world has just shifted on its axis. Ellie and Ian always had something going on between them but now Alan’s realizing that his own feelings for Ian are maybe less platonic than he thought. And then later they’re all bickering lovingly like they’ve been married for years. I’m unwell

#dinot3 #palaeocule #Alan x Ellie x Ian #alan grant #ellie sattler #ian malcolm #jurassic world dominion #Jurassic park #rambles from the ether #I know I’m fudging a bit with the bickering lovingly part but hey maybe it happened offscreen. I can dream #none of this is canon anyway but yeah just #look look look #I know that canonically there’s nothing going on #but it’s fun to imagine an alternate universe where they’re just trying to act super casual about seeing each other again #but internally they’re like ‘oh I missed you so much’ #something about the first movie being right person wrong time #but then finally thirty years later it’s the right time #(but they’re too scared to do anything about it until Ellie kisses Alan and gets the ball rolling lol) #anyway. #I love a ship that’s funny and tragic and sweet all at once #(tragic bc of all that lost time) #i'm so sleep deprived sorry lol #this has been sitting in the drafts for a little bit #releasing it into the void now

[phoenixcatch7]

We should totally have more jl fics where someone is acting ooc and immediately everyone is trying to determine whether they're an imposter or brainwashed or possessed without making it obvious.

Like, a running joke on the tower. Batman makes a sarcastic joke and flash immediately asks him to blink twice if he's under mind control.

Someone starting a sentence with 'Not to be possessed but -'

People calling off sick by saying 'if I come in today that's not me and you should arrest them' and then dragging themselves in to pick up something they accidentally left and everyone takes the mick by saying stuff like 'this isn't you! I believe in you, you can fight this!' when they're grabbing a hoodie from a chair like har har.

Superhero community slang just in general slipping into their civilian lives. Clark says 'before I start I assure you I have not had my will superseded by mister mind' as an ice breaker at a presentation and gets weird and worried looks all night.

It actually ends up helping on several occasions because it's so very very hard to infiltrate an extremely high risk team and then respond in kind without missing a beat when people casually accuse you of being an imposter because you didn't hold your pen the way you normally do. It'd wreck any controlling consciousness' self esteem XD. They've made several shapeshifters cry.

Also the exasperated sighs when you make a suggestion you normally wouldn't and everyone starts squinting at you looking for anything out of the ordinary.

#Ironically it helps security #Even jokingly assuming everyone around you is an imposter does wonders to stop people leaving passwords on sticky notes #Really given the amount of times people have canonically been possesed/mind controlled/replaced it is an actual issue #They just make light of it because that kind of paranoia isn't a healthy way to live and also it's happened so many times it's lost its bit #Gl comes in like 'wonder woman has been dosed into a berserker rage again lol' and everyone rolls their eyes and #Starts to dig up their emergency ropes and nets because like it's the third time this month come on #Jl character centric fics have a lot of people acting out of character and there's a lot less suspicion of mind control or w/ever than #There should be lmao #Given how often it happens #batman #jla #justice league #superman #dc #dc comics #captain marvel #dc flash #wonder woman #green lantern #bruce wayne #clark kent #One time Martian man hunter does a prank where he pretends to be someone else on the watchtower when they're not in the room #By evening everyone's been sighted in at least two locations at the same time and the jl is whipping themselves into a frenzy before he #Reveals himself and gets food thrown at him in revenge XD

[ask-heathermason]

What is thine opinions of crop tops

In case it's still not obvious: I like them.

#chrono #silent hill #silent hill 3 #silent hill ask blog #ask #heather mason #(another ask already answered??) #(I'm on a bit of a roll I guess lol) #(drew this one on my phone since I'm not home atm)

[caesurah-tblr]

Team Bolas knows they’ve put the largest target on their backs. They know they’re not a weak as they used to be, that they need to get ready to fight like hell. They know the other teams aren’t going to show them kindness anymore, and they’ll be ready as much as a dysfunctional family like them can. And if they’re not ready at all?

That’s the amazing thing about Bolas. You can take everything from them- burn their gear, destroy their base, but it won’t stop them. As long as they have each other, they can come back from anything.

#qsmp #I’m seeing a lot of Team Bolas neg in the chat tonight #they’ve never asked the other teams to be kinder to them #except in a bit way #they’ve never asked for handouts or begged for alliances #they’ve just rolled with it #see what I did there? lol

[leavingautumn13]

If you're still taking requests for art, I'd love to see Scribe Haylen and/or Ellie Perkins sometime.❤️

and works!

now i'm thinking they'd get along...

#fallout 4 #scribe haylen #ellie perkins #tysm for the request! #consider requests open always #i greatly enjoy getting prompted for art #this one's a bit messy... might clean it up later #i'd never drawn haylen before #i like her face shape #and i like drawing ellie's hair big #random headcanon of the tag novel: #ellie has very curly hair and when it's not up in its little roll it's poofing out around her shoulders #that's the blog theme of the day i guess is hair headcanons lol

[gloriousmonsters]

please recommend me horror vidya games

a quick list of ones I've enjoyed recently that I can remember!

Knock-knock. Made by the same people who made Pathologic, it centers on the Lodger, a weirdo who lives alone in the woods and does their best to maintain their house and record the world around them. But things are changing and going missing, nights begin to blur together, and it quickly becomes difficult to distinguish reality from nightmares. Excellent to play in a dimly lit room and give yourself anxiety, great 'woods creeping in' horror vibes.

SHUT IN is an excellent dark comedy/horror game exploring depression through a lens of 'there is something horribly wrong with your house that is really obstructing your quest to get some fresh air, also the narrator's an asshole'.

Endacopia is only a demo (though it looks like it got funded on Kickstarter, so fingers crossed we'll see more of it!) but I have to put it on here because I just find it so compelling. Guide a weird little kid in an exploration of his confusing, often hostile environment, with a aesthetic inspired by PC edutainment games.

Growing My Grandpa! (with a shoutout to the other games by this developer, Discover My Body and Water Womb World). A lonely little girl discovers the remnants of a bizarre experiment in her basement, and uses the dubious knowledge she gains to try and resurrect her dead grandpa, through... growing him out of black sludge in a burlap sack. Creepy with the potential to be kind of sweet, in a messed up way.

House. Described on Steam as 'survive the night in a house that's trying to kill you and your family' and yep, that about sums it up. Freaky and hits some good timeloop notes for me.

Mistrick is a tiny little RPG with Witch's House vibes, about a guy who gets out of prison and immediately gets hit by a car, and finds himself trapped in a fantastical pocket dimension with his previously-executed cellmate; he has a slim chance to return to life, and has to work for it while avoiding all the hilariously stupid ways to die. This one's more about the fun environment and extremely enjoyable dynamic between the dudes, but hey, Still Technically Horror.

Don't Toy With Me is a visual novel where you play the observing master of a dollhouse where a china doll named Dahlia lives alone (except for a silent stuffed rabbit). One day, you introduce a new doll to the closed environment. Cue slow burn, uncomfortable horrordrama, doll body horror, etc. Good if you just want a really upsetting time and some pretty art.

And this isn't recent and I feel like I've talked about it before lol, but *meme post voice* have you played the Strange Men series? you should play the Strange Men series. when will you play the Strange Men series

#mistrick is a prime example of.... i think the dev and i really disagree on some things #there are a couple of statements that make me roll my eyes a fair bit #but regardless they made something/some characters that are ridiculously up my alley #some of these are definitely better known but hopefully I got at least some you don't know already lol #veliseraptor #murder is cool actually #vic talks