Hotarus-things - Why Are You Here??

Mostly to I can grab the fic later

“ How long has he been in this hospital? Months? Years? Sense of time doesn’t exist here. There is only silence, save for the beeping of the monitor next to him. Emptiness, and wilted flowers on his nightstand. “

I CAN’T FIND THE TUMBLR I FOUND THIS SHORT, SAD, DELICIOUS FIC FROM TO REBLOG AND ADD MY DOODLE SO I’M JUST GONNA HAVE TO LINK IT FROM MY OWN aaAAAAAAAAA

;v; I hope you see this!! I enjoyed the fic and just couldn’t help myself but to do something for it!

Congrats to this post I saw it both on YouTube shorts and tiktok before I saw it here.

today i learned how they vaccinate sheep and OH MJY TGOD

Angel: so, who's got the pants in the relationship?

Alastor: obviously me, his Majesty likes the... lower position after all,

Lucifer raising an eyebrow: Alastor, stand up.

Alastor stands up: I can ask him to do whatever and he'll do it,

Lucifer: now sit back down.

Alastor taking back his seat: see, for example...

Lucifer laughing under his breath: yeah.

Alastor: my darling, could you please take this plate back to the kitchen?

Lucifer: of course, Bambi *snaps it away*

Alastor turning to Angel: see?

Angel laughing behind a hand sharing a lookTM with Lucifer: i totally see it

"embraced" is up!

"embraced", the 3rd fic in the Robin Chronicles series is up! <3

Two words: Cuddle Pollen

embraced - foerchen - Batman - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

thinking about the expert masseuse Alfred hired for the family that is paid a small fortune annually to provide massage services and ignore so, so many things. No questions, no remarks, just quality service and an ironclad NDA that, if broken, would probably topple said masseuse’s entire family line.

Things Alfred is paying them to ignore, in no specific order:

Bruce’s spinal hardware courtesy of Bane :)

weird amounts of muscle on everyone, even the kids (despite them allegedly not working physical jobs)

scars

FRESH scars

the fact that every joint in Bruce’s body clicks when moved/manipulated at the tender age of 42

Olympic athlete level physiques

rotator cuff injuries across the whole family

scars that are definitely from bullets and/or acid splashes

old signs of what looks like torture (Bruce)

Dick’s entire left arm is basically screws and plates (he “fell really bad” once)

every single family member takes deep tissue massage with max pressure with 0 complaints

calluses

no really, the weirdest fucking calluses

I feel like any aliens that were prey at some point in evolution would have an odd fear of humans. Mostly cause they look like predators, act a bit like predators, and ARE predators. One perfect example is when we're focused on something like a mosquito that's been bugging us for a long time and we are just done.

Alien: "What. What..?"

Human: *HUNTING down a mosquito it saw*

Alien: ".... yeah I am really uncomfortable...."

Human: *quiet footsteps, pupils dialated, intense focus,*

Alien: *WAR FLASHBACKS*

Human: "Found you." *absolutely desimates the mosquito, squashing it into a million pieces as it's guts and various body parts liquidize into blood of the bloodthirsty, now stained on the palm of the human. A living being now reduced to a useless corpse as the human wipes the remains on their pants*

Alien: "I feel like I've just gained trauma."

which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?

DPxDC #13

Sam is at a gala in Gotham, bored out of her mind. She’s snuck away from the main area. Hiding out in an alcove she’s complaining to Tuck and Danny through her earpiece. They start taking about the latest weapon Danny’s making for her. She’s getting a scythe that can be concealed as a charm on her bracelet.

(This kind of bracelet but instead of mundane charms it’s like one of those pocket multi-tools but in bracelet form that can resize each charm)

Damian also sneaks away from the gala and to the same alcove, Sam is hiding in. When he hears what's being said, he hides in the shadows.

Sam senses someone near her but doesn't even stop her conversation and continues talking about the design of her scythe. Whoever it is, she wants to freak them out.

Sam: So Danny, my scythe has to be like this:

(The scythe from RUBY, I am not about to describe this sorry, switch the red to black and the black to deep purple)

Sam: Mostly black with purple accents.

Damian: *internally* A weapon of that caliber, I have to learn everything.

Sam: My new charm will be so sweet.

Damian: *internally* Tt just a charm.

Sam: *continuing* My rents won't even know it's another weapon and not just a new charm. Ghosts won't know what hit them. No one knows I'm armed to the teeth they just see a gothic charm bracelet. Your tech is the best.

Sam is fiddling with her bracelet and pulls off a knife charm. It resizes into a small pocket knife she uses to pick her nails. Damian zeros in on it. Damian impulsively steps into the alcove.

Damian: you have weapons that resize? I would like to purchase them.

Sam clocks all his hidden weapons.

Sam: Hmm yeah alright kid. All your weapons are easy to spot. Good for a beginner but having them in plain sight fools everyone.

I want to right it but I have no clue how to start it!! ...... I hate writers block.

Okay but like, a fantasy/no capes au where Tim is a selkie, one who was fiercely protective over his pelt- but none of the Bats know that. One day, when Dick tried picking the innocuous-looking coat up from the floor, Tim “randomly” lashed out and bit him. 

Puchiko, do you prefer Tumblr or X?

"Hey bro do you prefer coffee, or bucket of slugs?"