#this came to me at 2am

[lt-oreilly]

queer fandom is like we're huddled together in a corner of the world sharing stories about people who loved each other but never fucking talked about it

#or who weren't allowed to talk about it #this came to me at 2am #it's stellar because i can tag it with like any ship #uhhh #spirk #sure #hilson #beejhawk #hunnihawk #for sure #traphawk #also #innefable husbands #before the confession scene #gay #lgbtq #hannigram #idk if they talk about it but they do fall off a cliff so #lokius #so far #destiel #up until the very end #supernatural #spn #cherik #nandermo #caphavers #capvers #yeahb #reddie

[overlymellodramattic]

Hello mellodramattic nation

#death note #mellodramattic #mello death note #matt death note #mihael keehl #mattmello #mail jeevas #mello x matt #manga #matt x mello #death note memes #death note shitpost #this came to me at 2am #someone probably already did this #but whatever #I love mellodramattic

[basilf1res]

DP x DC - Jason Todd was once Danny Fenton

Danny Fenton Is Evolving! *do dodo dooo* Your Danny Fenton Has Evolved Into: Jason Todd

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(In this AU, Danny would’ve gotten his powers in middle school rather than high school - he would have just turned 12 at the time)

As a preteen (almost 13) Danny runs away from his parents who want to rip him apart.

Tucker recreates his identity as he rushes to Gotham.

That identity was Jason Todd. Similar events play out, and Danny begins to lose contact with Sam and Tucker. Before he cuts them off entirely to protect them, Tucker asks him to steal the wheels off the Batmobile for shits and giggles (the excuse was he could sell them for good money).

He could see Sam shaking her head at their stupidity, but she’d be laughing all the way.

Jason Todd is caught by the Bat himself, and as a result, he throws a tire iron at his head only to get picked up by the scruff and babied by the Waynes.

Danny gets thrown back into vigilantism as the second Robin. He’s rough on people because he’s only known how to fight ghosts, and ghosts aren’t as predictable as people.

He gets comfortable, he’s happy, he gets to connect to his human half more!

He gets into a fight with his dad Bruce. Danny, in a fit of anger, storms out of the cave only to fall right into the Joker’s hands and beaten to death at fifteen.

Or, rather, hit so hard he gets knocked out and sustains lethal wounds to the point his core stops his human bodily functions so it can focus on fixing the internal damage (stopping his heart, breathing, etc.).

He gets buried shortly after being found.

Jason Todd digs himself out of his grave after a few years.

Jason Todd hides from his father Batman and the League, the latter being oddly obsessed with getting their hands on him.

Danny Phantom takes up patrolling Crime Alley, Batman thinks he’s seeing the ghost of Jason Todd - and he’s not that far off really. It was only after the Joker threatened to kill Robin and Red Robin that he lost it.

Now he was standing in front of all of the Birds and Bats, Phantom form, guilt starting to tear at his core as a he looked over his family.

The was silence in the warehouse, other than the clanking sound of Danny dropping the crowbar that he used to break the arms and legs of his killer nemesis.

“Jay…?”

#dp x dc #dc x dp #danny phantom #jason todd #danny fenton is jason todd #fic prompt #fic writing is hard #take your soup you little shits #i don’t know #this came out of nowhere #this came to me randomly #this came to me at 2am #hahaha help

[escapismisaddicting]

Icarus flew higher and higher and higher. Until the sun was all he could see. And goodness was it a sight. It was bright. Enough so that his eyes felt like they were burning. And he could feel his skin nearly searing off. And he could feel his wings burning.

Then he was falling.

He would surely die from this height.

But who could think of death in a moment like this? He had seen the sun. Gods, it was so large and otherworldly and so… beautiful. He would die over and over again if it meant he got to nearly touch the sun- if it meant he got to feel its golden rays burning him.

Before he could; however, a warm hand wrapped around his wrist.

A man had caught him. With long golden hair and golden eyes and warm skin that nearly glowed. There was no moment of realization- no confusion or disbelief. It took no time at all for the dots to connect.

“I must say. In all my years of pulling the sun chariot… no mortal has ever tried to reach me before.” Apollo’s eyes twinkled as he held on to Icarus by his wrist and he couldn’t help but sweat nervously.

So this was divinity. A handsome strong face with a beautiful smile and shining golden eyes that hurt to look at. A bow and quiver strapped to his back with a revealing toga that barely covered his chest. It was impudent- and blasphemous. Yet Icarus could not dare to look away from him.

“Y-You’re beautiful.” He blurts out unknowingly.

The god lets out a soft chuckle, “So I’ve been told.”

Icarus nearly slips out of Apollo’s grasp before being caught by him again, “Careful… you nearly fell there.”

“I… I fear I already have”

#greek mythology #greek gods #writing #icarus and the sun #icarus x apollo #i’m so proud that that’s already a tag #divinity #freeform #shipping #apollo #icarus rambles #random drabbles #not my usual stuff #but please enjoy #this came to me at 2am

[leseratte97]

#i present to you #odd things two entirely unrelated ships have in common #this came to me at 2am #yes i realise some of those comparisons are a bit of a stretch that might require several yoga mats #and by some i mean anything concerning rand and sergey's motivations #like rand tries to do the right thing and gets traumatised #meanwhile sergey is out there doing his very best to traumatise people #even when he's reformed he just can't help it can he (poor Lera) #cauthor #mat cauthon #rand al'thor #wheel of time #сероволк #сергей разумовский #олег волков #serovolk #sergey razumovsky #oleg volkov #plague doctor #чумной доктор

[ventresses]

Anakin: And who says I agreed to never fall in love or get married?

Obi-Wan: Um, you did?? When you joined the Jedi Order????

Anakin:

#this came to me at 2am #I’ve seen shrek 2 WAY too many times #star wars shitpost #Star Wars #sw anakin #obi wan and anakin #anakin skywalker #anidala #obi wan kenobi #shrek 2

[tiredoftheseblues]

29/05/22

#miss you #miss u #i miss you #i still miss you #missing you #still missing her #miss her #i still think about you #i still love her #i still remember #feelings #love #nostalgia #sad feelings #still love you #but still #i'm still here #2am thoughts #this came to me at 2am #i should probably go to bed #i should stop #i cant go on like this #i can’t move on #i can’t forget you #unrequited feelings #i’m sad #sad quotation #feeling sad

[deathbyfandom]

Astrid *to the Twins*: can you guys listen to our instructions without creating further chaos for once in your lives?

Tuffnut: insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results, my dear Astrid.

Astrid: …

Fishlegs: …

Astrid *rolling up sleeves*: alright that’s it—

Hiccup *rethinking life choices*: no wait he’s got a point.

#httyd #httyd incorrect quotes #httyd rtte #tuffnut thorston #hiccup haddock #httyd astrid #httyd fishlegs #this came to me at 2am

[murderbunny9]

Pov: me at 2am going all the way down stairs in the dark to get the tape measure so that i can compare my height to bsd characters

#height #bsd #bsd height #slay #this came to me at 2am #anime #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #alternative #lgbtq #goth #memes #gay #idk lmao #gremlin activities #👀 #hyper fixation #bungou gay dogs #bungou stray dogs #too many tags

[sesemueller]

Oh my god

The voidpunk feeling of wanting to be an intangible incorporeal consciousness floating around

And only occasionally interacting with the world

Comes from reading/thinking about stories.

People that read a lot of books learn to interpret the author and reader as entities of the stories too, which, when applied to the real world gives exactly this.

I‘d like to be able to float around while not being seen, not interacting with anything because I do so as a reader

I‘d like to be able to shape the world around me because I do so as an author

#voidpunk #this came to me at 2am #revelation

[gracie-rosee]

Aelin: Hey Aedion! A little birdie told me about your daddy issues.

Rowan, somewhere in the distance: I AM NOT LITTLE AELIN! YOU KNOW I HAVE THE BIGGEST WINGSPAN!

#this came to me at 2am #throne of glass #rowaelin #rowan whitethorn #aelin galathynius #aedion ashryver #queen of shadows #heir of fire #sarah j maas #tog read along 2023

[kettledemon]

Wen Ning? More like Wen the hell did you get here-???

#i had to #i will see myself out #this came to me at 2am #wen ning #mdzs #mdzs shitposting #mxtx

[leos-fever-dream]

hannibal has both murder and booty on his mind

(specifically will's)

#this came to me at 2am #hannibal #hannigram #will graham #hannibal lecter #memes i guess #funny

[beloved-of-john]

When he says "I would die for you" but Jesus already did die for you

Jesus 1 | boys 0

#this came to me at 2am #post staying up reading 17-21 of John #idk what it really means either #christianity

[wowyoulikeflowers]

Nico shifted for the fifth time in the last hour, exhausted but unable to sleep. The reason behind his restlessness escaped him.

It had been two weeks since they returned from the Pit. Two weeks since Bob was rescued and they had discovered and become more comfortable with parts of themselves, as well as each other. Two weeks since Nico was given permission to spend the night in the Apollo cabin so as to abate nightmares that only the other could calm down.

And yet...

This restlessness was different. There was no wariness weighing down his muscles, no unease filling his lungs until Nico couldn't breathe. He didn't feel the need to keep a hand on Will's wrist and his head on the boy's chest, strategically positioned to check his pulse and feel oxygen enter the blond's lungs, to know his boyfriend was alive and breathing.

It was more the type that kept Nico up at night because his brain couldn't shut off; similar to his insomnia but also so wildly different. There was an itch that couldn't be scratched, as he didn't know what was causing the discomfort in the first place. Something was being dangled just out of his reach, something that was preventing Nico from curling up in his boyfriend's arms instead of carefully twisting so as to not wake his partner (carefully is a lie, Will was a deep sleeper and it would take a lot more than small movements to wake him).

The reason was on the tip of his tongue, had been bothering him all day. Nico wasn't sure what triggered the involuntary, and mostly subconscious, internal reflection—he would have liked to have been notified so he could prepare and subsequently be less distracted all day.

It had begun after a quick meeting in the Underworld between him, his father, and the other Chthonic deities that helped run the afterlife. Maybe after Thanatos had arrived?

Nico didn't mind the god; as far as immortals went, Thanatos was nice enough and didn't think himself better because of his lack of mortality.

However, after being harassed and hunted by the god's mother for months on end, Nico needed to take a few minutes to calm himself and remember Thanatos had little association with his mom, and therefore knew nothing about what had transpired in the Pit outside of what was relayed to him via outside sources.

Thanatos, as a result, did not know about his mother forcing Nico to, physically and tangibly, face his worst fears and traumas—

Wait.

Nico sat up, eyes wide as he processed what his subconscious had been ruminating over all day. He turned to look at Will, his blond hair splayed over the pillow and one arm resting in his lap, previously gently holding the younger boy to his chest.

Shaking Will's shoulder, Nico worried his lip; the other boy wouldn't—shouldn't—be mad at the waking, even if it was four hours before either of them were expected to show face at camp.

Watching his boyfriend wake up was a favorite experience of Nico’s. Will always scrunched his eyes closed as he gained consciousness, nose twitching not dissimilarly to a bunny. Next, long limbs would stretch out like a cat, generally seeking the sun, though, seeing as it was the middle of the night, he was robbed of that sight.

Will then sighs, eyes fluttering open, eyelids low as he dredges through the remaining hold Hypnos has on him. Blue eyes met brown, and the older boy yawned, muttering a low, "Wha's wron'?" voice thick from slumber.

Nico kept shaking his boyfriend's shoulder, guilt settling over his shoulders like a thin blanket, but needing to know the blond was paying attention. "Will," he whispered urgently, the night air far too fragile for him to break with a louder noise. "You know how I'm technically a father to physical embodiments of my trauma?"

A moment passed, before a quiet hum of acknowledgement was made by Will. Nico continued on, uncaring if the other was lost. "You know how they were technically fathered through Nyx?"

His voice cracked over her name, but it got Will's attention. The blond shifted to get a better view, confusion evident on his face. He responded with a quiet, "Yes?"

"And you know how she's the mother of a ton of the Chthonic deities, some of whom help run the Underworld?" Nico continued on, near hysterical, but voice still quiet.

"...Yeah?" Will rubbed at his eyes, the other hand grasping Nico’s and running a thumb over the back of it in a small attempt at comfort; an appreciated, but ineffective, gesture.

"Does that make me Thanatos' step-dad?"

A stagnant pause, before Will sputtered out a, "Nico, what the fu—"

#writing #nico di angelo #will solace #solangelo #tsats #drabble #im so sorry #this came to me at 2am #crack

[lynswriting77]

Jake Jensen: Meet-Cute

Jake Jensen x gn!reader

Contents/tags: fluff, meet-cute, slight oral fixation, VERY IMPLIED future smut

Word Count: 532 words

The very first thing you noticed about Jensen was that he always had to have something in his mouth. Well, not the first thing, really. You knew he was smart, loving to be involved in class discussions, not afraid to share his opinions with everyone. (And also noticing that no matter how nerdy the shirt, he always looked really good.) You first learned this when you leaned over towards the guy you always sat beside but never got the name of, asking softly, “do you have a pen I could borrow? I slept in and must have forgotten to pack my kit.” You paired it with a sweet smile, hoping whoever this guy was, that he didn’t have some strange protectiveness over his pens. 

“Oh, yeah,” he nodded, barely even looking away from the board as he went digging through his bag. He picked one out, shoving it back in his back before you could even see it. The next one seemed to pass his test, but you couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong with the first one. 

You found out once he brought it out to write notes. The end was destroyed, the plastic turned white from being stretched and torn. During each break in between paragraphs of notes, he brought it to his mouth, gnawing at it. 

After about ten minutes of watching him, he took notice of your gaze as quickly dropped it to the desk, face turning a beet red. Feeling a little guilty for making him embarrassed, you decided to try for some sort of conversation, “so uh… what’s your name?”

He turned towards you, faltering for a moment before he replied, “I’m Jake, Jake Jensen.” 

When the question wasn’t returned, you figured you’d already messed up the very slim chance you had to get to know him. So you just turned back to your own notebook and quickly wrote down what you had missed in the five seconds of not paying attention. 

You left the lecture hall not thinking much of the interaction, caught up in responding to one of your friends. 

“Hey! Wait up, hold on!” 

You noticed someone yelling out, not knowing it was directed at you until Jake grabbed onto the strap of your bag, “sorry, I just felt really bad, I didn’t even ask you for your name, and by the time I remembered I’m supposed to try and keep the conversation going, it was too late. Usually I’m pretty good at not shutting up but-“

“It’s alright,” you cut him off, a smile rising to your face, “did you actually want to talk to me or was this just a ploy to get your pen back? Because I don’t want to have to drive all the way back to my place to grab my own pen.” 

“Well, it sort of was.” He started, and you noticed his lip seemed to always be getting bit between his sentences, “but you can keep it. I actually just wanted to know your name. Y’know, since you know mine-“ 

And you knew right then and there that you two would get along nicely. (And there’s no reason to not have fun along the way.) 

#jake jensen #jake jensen x reader #jake jensen x you #jake jensen fanfiction #fluff #drabble #the losers (2010) #this came to me at 2am