Dr Crane Will See You Now

𓂀𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𓂀 ♑︎𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚛n♑︎

[vigilantsycamore]

Every "online autism test" is like

Question n: Do you struggle with answering ambiguous or unclear questions?

Yes

No

Question n+1: Are sounds good?

Yes

No

[nyctosaurid]

if you don’t know the difference between a hare and a rabbit you’ve never gazed into the cold wild eyes of a hare and known that if it could speak it would speak backwards

[gallusrostromegalus]

Jack Rabbits are North American Hares and they’re the WORST to encounter at night becuase:

You all know how big a rabbit is.  Jack Rabbits and hares are much bigger. they’re the size of large cats or small dogs or just-walking-age children.

They also like to hang out in gangs of a hlf dozen to over 30.

and in the middle of backcountry dirt roads.

perhaps they’re dustbathing

or blood sacrifce

I don’t know because when you come up the road at night because your dog has a tiny bladder and needs to go out at midnight and you have no yard so you’re walking him on the dirt road around your neighborhod because you might aw well get some stargazing in, and you come just over the ridge to see a coven of twenty jackrabbits in the middle of the road

and

they

all

stand

up

not just onto all fours like a proper prey animal

No they get up on thier hind legs and don’t just sit but STAND like tiny rabbit-skinned toddlers, wobbing slightly as they stare directly at you eyes shining in your flashlight’s glow

…Blood Red.

And a chill goes through you on that warm july night because while they’re a puntable size and allegedly herbivores they’re standing and watching you just like people and you are vastly outnumbered.

everyone freezes

you’re considering your odds aganst roughly 200lbs of Suspiciously Humanoid Hare

and they’re considering their odds against you

the only sound in the never-ending high desert wind 

somewhere in your peripheral vision you can see the streetlights but they seem awfully far away

The nearest Jack Rabbit

Blinks

and takes a single shuffling step

forward

You area an overdevloped monkey and your prefrontal cortex is capable of some amazing feats but it runs very slowly compared to the reflexes of a rabbit and you’re frozen as you desperately scramble for the appropriate course of action, hands feeling thick and useless, mouth dry and feet imeasurably heavy there’s no way you’d outrun THESE, god there’s a rabies outbreak going around that shit’s not curable-

The Dog

L U N G E S

It’s only the briefest of movements but the animal you’d picked out for his gangly legs and floppy ears and goofy smile is suddenly a dark shape of muscle and teeth and had flung himself at the horrible goblin rabbits faster than mere physics should dictate, appearing in the circle of the flashlight for only the briefest of moments before the jolt from the leash makes you stumble and the light falters

The Jack Rabbits

Scatter

Vanishing into the faintly starlit sagebrush in as so many faint gray shapes that might be mistaken for the dustclouds they kick up

Later, you sit on the couch disquieted

and you wonder

If the sight of the Jack Rabbits standing and studying you was frightening enough to make you yearn for the safety of the yellowed streetlights

what must it be like from thier end?

what terrifying creature 

deliberately ties itself

to something so horrible

As a Dog?

[biomechanical-magitech]

@gallusrostromegalus that last bit gave me such a strong mental image I absolutely had to draw it

[gallusrostromegalus]

WELL HOLY SHIT.

CONGRATULATE, THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT I WAS GOING FOR.

is it ok if I print it out and stick it on the fridge?

[glorious-spoon]

“Everybody agrees we need to shame straight women for reading queer fanfiction, but–”

No. No, we literally do not need to do that. It helps no one, homophobes don’t care, people exploring their sexualities and genders will retreat back into the closet, queer people will be pressured to out themselves, there is no version of this that doesn’t do massive disproportionate splash damage to queer and questioning people, and moreover it hurts literally no one to let straight people read and/or fap to smutty queer fanfic in peace as long as they aren’t shits to actual queer people.

Just stop, for the love of Christ.

[purlturtle]

Oh for fuck’s sake.

On one of my earliest works, a sprawling 350K f/f self-insert saga wherein I put myself (thinly veiled) on the USS Voyager to woo Captain Janeway, I had several comments by a user who was a) a woman and b) mentioned her husband.

Reader, I married her. (after she got divorced, obviously.)

My fic (and others; I don’t want to take sole credit here) helped her come to terms with not being straight. She literally developed a crush on my self-insert character!! (Yes, we laugh about this sometimes.) And she dared not just to read, but to comment and to reach out to me via email.

I MARRIED HER!

Fuck AAAAALLLLLL the way of with this shitty gatekeeping.

[a-joke-about-bats]

My designs for various Batman characters!

[bonbonthedragon]

Cold Hands

Series Masterlist!

HIATUS

Summary: (y/n) is a patient at Mitzi Hospital who’s friends with the fastest hero in Japan. When hawks finds he just might think of her more than friends, he begins to have to think about the future, tying his schedule with hers. With many obstacles in the way, it doesn’t stop his determination to confess to the love of his life despite the hardships she and him ho through as they live such different lives.

Tag list:

@missmolliemoo @bakudekuwa @jqnposts @watslyf @sssjuico10 @bedtimestories89 @icecreamscoupss @power-house-fan12 @heydae20 @izzythedyingsoul @waffleareniceandfluffy @notchesandbullets

Part 1 - Where we met

Part 2 - Early morning

Part 3 - A night to remember

Part 4 - I love you

Part 5 - When good comes to shove

Part 6 - All for you

Part 7 - unexpected visitors

Part 8 - the past you left behind

Part 9 - operation get (y/n) back (coming sooooonnnn)

[obsessive-ego]

What if one time while Beetlejuice is pouring his heart out to Y/N while they're asleep, they wake up, but they do it quietly enough that he doesn't notice, and keeps talking. Of course, Y/N is freaking out and doesn't know whether to tell him, and the longer they wait, the more awkward it would get if they said something now. So they just pretend to be asleep the entire time.

The next day Beetlejuice is a little confused as to why they seem to be being nicer to him than usual, not that he's complaining..

"What would I do without our little chats?" The ghoul whispers

Here he was laying next to you in bed, 4am, you were dead asleep next to him

Beetlejuice's little night time chats with you have been a habit of his for weeks, the ghoul would pour his heart out to you, telling you about his feels and his trips to the neitherworld, things he couldn't tell you to your face, the demon had a image to uphold and being true to his feelings wasn't it.

"It's the closest thing to therapy I can afford" he chuckles "even if I could afford it, undead therapists are so booked up it would be another life time before I could even get an appointment" he sighs "speaking of the undead, my ma was chewing me out again, you know how she is right, so anyway-" Beetlejuice ranted about his mother staring at the ceiling, you stir a tad in your sleep, turning away from the ghoul, which didn't stop his rant.

A few moments pass and you open your eyes, you could hear Beetlejuice babbling, you remain still trying to figure out what was going on.

"-you only hang around that breather cuz you want to trick them into marriage so you can live, can you believe she said that? I mean yes, but the point is, ma just doesn't get it, I love ya, you know that, I mean yeah I wanna marry you, but for more then a chance at life, a life with you, but also have maritals with you, love our little talks" he sighs patting your shoulder

You lay there wide eyed, facing away from the ghoul, heart hammering in your chest, he was talking to you while you slept? Pouring his heart to you, confessing things to you, how long was he doing this? Should you say something? You should say something. You clamp your eyes shut and swallow hard but before you could do anything to signal to the demon you were awake he continues.

"Living here with you has been the best time of my afterlife, I can't remember a time I was wanted for nothing, no one has ever showed me as much compassion as you have babes, I don't ever want to let this go, you're my home, I mean weird ain't it, a smelly corpse of a demon straight from hell is so stuck on a domestic life with a soft breather" he chuckles, beetlejuice shifts and presses his body against your back, now spooning you "what would I do without you" he mumbles nuzzling into you.

You couldn't say anything now, he would be so embarrassed he'd probably vanish for God knows how long, but, did Beetlejuice really think so highly of you? Did he truly value his time with you? The whole thing was so flattering and soft to hear.

In the morning Beetlejuice wakes up to an empty bed, confused he makes his way to the kitchen, and there you were making breakfast

"Morning Bee, you sleep well?" You ask

The ghoul pauses for a second, you weren't a morning person, and rarely made breakfast, but he wasn't gonna punch a gift horse in the mouth "oh yeah, what's cooking good looking" he purred making his way to your side, wrapping his hands around your waist

"Panackes" you shrug

Looking down into the pan the ghouls eyes widen, they were shaped like hearts, the tips of his hair turn a soft pink

"I was thinking" you start, taking the opportunity to gently open up to him "I just thought, since you've been living here, I just want to make you feel like you're welcomed to stay here as much as you like, and I wanted to do something nice for you, I love having you around here-" you stop when you feel beej's grip tighten on you waist, his face buried in you shoulder

"What did I do to deserve you" he mumbles, maybe making you his wife was gonna be sooner then expected

[keiqos]

peachy

For the following requests: Keigo with a Shy Virgin reader would be just 👌 && soft hawks with an s/o who’s real nervous about doing it for the first time? .3. && hi love!! can i request something a lil spicy with hawks and a shy and/or inexperienced reader? i love your fics 🥺🥺

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i combined some prompts since they were pretty close!

NSFW under the cut. ~4k. female!reader. first time oral sex + fingering, handjobs, making out, and some good ol’ fluffy nervousness. shy!reader and a soft!keigo. enjoy~

EDIT: this now has a second part, which is available here!

//

for folks who prefer, this has also been cross-posted to ao3 here: part 1 // part 2.

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[giftshopofcuriosities]

Begotten is a, let me quote this, “experimental dark fantasy horror film” produced, edited and directed by Edmund Elias Merhige. It’s plot features god killing himself? Birthing mother earth out of his dead body? Some, if not most scenes are hard to stomach or handle and the film is notably featured as one of the most disturbing movies ever made. 

[suttuperday]

I was going through my files again and I saw these sketches of Gotham that I did last year. I didn’t like how they came out back then but I guess they’re ok now that I look at ‘em? idk, here they are anyway. Very small, sorry about that. Reference was used. I do love drawing people dancing~

[jenny-jinya]

Would you like to make a wish upon a starfish?

This comic is a little different than my usual stuff, I thought maybe you needed a break from the tears. (Unless you still find it sad, then I apologize.)

Webtoons

[nhvk-deactivated20210326]

[iw9q8q7ysysy]

I only ever see this gif when I’m high and I want y'all to stop it’s too much

[catgirlapologist]

isn't it insane though how schizophrenic people are viewed as violent and dangerous by the majority of society when in reality schizophrenic people are nearly 14 times more likely to be on the receiving end of violence than to be the perpetrators...

[catgirlapologist]

schizophrenic person: makes a post trying to raise awareness about the disproportionate abuse and harmful stereotypes schizophrenic people face

yall: "yeah im not gonna reblog this they used the word ins*ne which is so problematic ://"

[culturistjack-deactivated201804]

I'd very much like to punch a feminist.

I’d never, ever hurt a lady but I’d be happy to punch a feminist. It’d bring me great joy.

[olisaurusrex]

I’m 6’2 and weigh 180lbs

ready when you are

[thattallsummonerguy]

Or if you’d like to have some more options….

I’m 6'4" 228 pounds and have 9 years of combined martial arts training and 3 years of being a Line Backer in football. Just in case you are looking for variety.

[unclefather]

i’m 4′10″

93 pounds

very skilled in combat. very sharp teeth. cat like reflexes. women hate me but i love them. huge penis and very firm testicles. never seen a frog or amphibian before but i would love to.

i’m just looking for someone to keep me company

[stars-bean]

Matilda (1996) dir. Danny DeVito

[fuck-hatchetfield-high-deactiva]

[iconuk01]

As others have noted in the past, Danny DeVito not only directed Matilda (and played her dad), but he and Rhea Perlman (DeVito’s wife at the time and Matilda’s mum in the movie) basically looked after Mara Wilson because Mara’s mother was in hospital with terminal cancer at the time of filming (She died during post production work, and it wasn’t until years later Mara discovered that Danny had taken an advanced (not quite completed) copy of “Matilda” to the hospital so that her mum could watch it before she passed.)

When Mara mentioned that she was feeling nervous about the dancing to “Little Bitty Pretty One” sequence, it was DeVito’s idea to have the ENTIRE cast and crew join in and dance too (off camera) so she wouldn’t feel self-conscious, apaprently even the craft services folks joined in, and the cameraman shooting the scene did a bit of a shuffle, but not too much because it would mess with the camera shot)

[jotaillustrator]

[official-lucifers-child]

i am full on crying in physical therapy, leave me alone this is too sweet

[just-someone-who-likes-to-write]

hey luv, can i request some simple, domestic fluff with jonathan crane? like maybe jon having a casual heart attack from seeing reader in one of his shirts, trying their best to cook them both breakfast or feeding his crows, doesn't matter. i'm just in need of pure fluff with this rowdy stinkman garbage boy

Oh pure fluff, that's what I need now and seeing this request of our favorite but oh so terrible "God of Fear" made me determined to write it!!

Thank you for the request and I am sorry for taking so long to do it!

Being one of the most known and wanted Villains of Gotham can be stressful for to only Jonathan but to his beloved as well since the batman knows of his relationship with (Y/n). Whenever he escapes arkham the first person the Batman would interrogate was her, thinking that the scarecrow would go to her first, or that she might know of his hideout, which she doesn't since he never took her there to begin with, and because he is a "hero" he never took her into custody sense she never really participated in any of his schemes or his escapes. Of course, he could have taken her for not reporting him whenever he was in her home, or going out on dates, but again he was a "Hero" who never harm civilians.

That was the only thing he was grateful to the batman for.

And despite his commitment to his life as the infamous Scarecrow, he had his other commitment to (Y/n) as Jonathan. It was difficult trying to balance between gasing the city and planning a romantic night for his hardworking Darling. So after escaping Arkham again and laying low for a few months until the batman was distracted with Joker again, to inform his henchman that he will take a couple of weeks off and they should do the same, with every few days one making sure that his lab wasn't burning.

He surprised (Y/n) with a getaway to out of Gotham to a Rural area, his childhood home to be exact. Despite is being a great mansion that has been past to generations Jonathan loathed the place but seeing how it has a lot of space and no-one dares to come near it of fear it being hunted, he renewed the home from the inside so he can use as a second area to escape to, in case Gotham no longer was safe for him, but now with his Darling that place became their home. So after making some adjustments he brought his (Y/n) to their now second home.

It was heaven for him, waking up and sleeping together, being in the same table in all three meals, and engaging into cute couple activities that he only saw on TV or read in books. It was really tempting to just forget his career in gothem and start a new just for the sake of experiencing this bless everyday for the rest pf his life.. But he knew it was impossible, so he wanted to enjoy these few days as long as possible.

Jonathan was forced awake when the sun light that seeped from between the heavy curtains assaulted his eyes. He groaned and turned around stretching his arm to your side in order to cuddle you until noon, but his brows furrowed when he was met with an empty cold space. He forced one of his eyes open and saw that you were no where to be seen. He knew that there was no reason to stay in bed if you weren't there with him, and so he stretched his limps before standing up and picking up his clothes that was discarded on the ground from your... Previous night "intimate activities", just the thought of it made grin like an idiot. He paused when realizing that his white dress shirt or missing, maybe it was somewhere in the halls, lost in your moment of passion no doubt so he shrugged it off believing that you wouldn't mind him walking around with only his pants.

"Now, where could you be?" He asked himself as he looked at your empty side. He didn't need to think more for his answer came in the form of wood cracking lightly from above him. "There you are."

He walked out of the room and made his way through the halls to the stairs that lead to the attic, which was quite spacious so he made it into a special room for his pet crows. He remembers the time he introduced (Y/n) to them, she was quite scared at first, which was very adorable to him, but with time the fear turned to simple nervousness and from that to adoration, which was some time troublesome because he doesn't seem to be able to keep her away from there, always wanting to feed and pet those dark creatures. Finally reaching the attic's door Jonathan had this mischievous thought of scaring you, the attic was mostly dark having only one big window that allows that sun light, many pillars he could hide behind without you directing him, I mean he did that many times with the batman and he was only able to catch glimpse of him, so he doubted that you would be able to even know he was around, confident with his plan he opened the door slowly and carefully to it won't make as much as a creak as he sneaked in. However, the entire plan was thrown at the window when he finally saw.

You stood there legs and feet bare, your hair a mess not brushing it after waking up probably, the only item covering you was his missing white dress shirt which was too big on you. Jonathan's eyes where wide in both shock and fascination, he could feel his heart hammer against his rib cage as you giggled from of of the crows feathers tickling you cheek. He must have made a sound some how for you turned around to look directly at him, and caused his heart ache to rise, for the top buttons were undone which showed a generous amount of you cleavage, and with the sun light bathing you, you literally shined in his. Poor Jonathan wanted nothing more than to fall on his knees for you.

"Jonathan." You called breaking him out of his train of thoughts.

You came towards him causing the crows around you to fly away to their nests. You had such a look of concern as you came closer.

"Hey, are you alright?" You asked as you titled your head to the side.

No able to hold it back anymore, Jonathan wrapped his arms around you bringing you closer to him, his nose buried further in the crook of your neck and his hummed in content when he felt your own arma wrap around him as you pressed yourself further against his body. You stood like that for what felt like hours, before you had to pry yourself away from him enough to look to his face.

"Someone woke up in a good mood." You stated with a smile that he returned.

"I did." He replied not letting you go, no that you tried anyway.

"And may I ask what is the reason professor?" You asked sounding intrigued.

The two of you started swaying with each other, until it looked like you were slow dancing to no music.

"Oh my dear it is a simple reason really." He said with a spin and he took you hand into his, his other hand resting on your waist while your own was on his bare shoulder.

"Is it now?" You continued to ask earning a him of approval from him.

He slowly stopped your small dance before taking your hand and kissed it tenderly but didn't pull it away from his lips enjoying the feeling of your skin.

"The reason my dear... Is because I seem to find myself smitten by you all over again." He confessed.

He could see a soft blush starting to show on your cheeks, embarrassed by his words, but you didn't allow it to show.

"Are you know?"

"Oh yes." He quickly said. "You fill my every thought even more than before, every minute I spend away from you feels like hours and the hours like days and the days to weeks and so on so forth."

"Then I guess nights spend scheming were terrible for you?" You asked enjoying his words and craving for more.

"Tormenting!" He almost exclaimed as the hand around your waist brought you close again." And the nights locked up at Arkham were agonizing."

"I did offer to visit you." You reminded.

"And risk the batman lurking over you even more or the cops sniffing after you?.. Never! I'd rather spent a thousand night and a day alone with the blissful thought that you were safe rather than drage you down with me."

He declared and you knew he was sincere. You pulled your hand away from his body only to bring them again to cups his face.

"Then what about me?" You asked with a pout. "I can't stand living those thousand night and a day knowing where you are but can't reach you. I'd probably go mad!"

You said as you dropped backwards dramatically but he caught you with a chuckle bringing up again to meet his blue eyes.

"You would go mad without me?" He asked with a grin.

"Of course." You answered with mot hesitation. "You aren't the only one smitten badly here, how do you think I felt when you same here all shirtless and messy?"

He raised a brow at your words the grin never leaving.

"You like that I look like a mess now?" He asked in a fake bewilderment.

"Well, yes, after all, everyone knows the uptight, serious and organized professor crame, but only I get to see the hot mess of a man Jonathan Crane." You said with a giggle.

Not able to resist anymore, with his arms still locked around you, Jonathan pulled you close to him as he leaned down to press his lips against your own and you kissed him back. The rest of your world was lost against his lips. The kiss was gentle and careful but it wasn't enough, greedy for more you sneaked your arms around his neck before running your fingers through his hair and gently clenching it as you pulled him harder against you. He groaned softly, low in his throat, and then his arms circled under you back gathering you against him and from the ground, causing you to let out a surprised yelp, breaking the kiss. You'd always be surprised at how truely strong Jonathan can be. You looked back to him, your eyes lost into his blue ones, you were about to lean down to continue the kiss but the moment was interrupted by your stomach growls.

You were suprised by the loud sound and because your eyes were locked on Crane's, you saw the exact moment his eyes slightly widened at the sound as well. Embarrassed and having no where to hide you buried your face against the crook of his neck. Your lover just laughed as he rubbed your back in comfort, finding the situation funny, his laughter eventually died down, but the grin was still there.

"How about we go to the kitchen for breakfast, and then... " he pressed his lips against your ears. "We can continue this after."

Lifting your head slowly to meet his eyes, you saw that the lust was still there and he could have just ignored your what he heard and continued to slam you against one of the wooden pillars so your moment of passion was not gone, but to him your needs are a priority... including food. So he slowly put you back down and with your arms locked together you made your way to the kitchen.

Yes, jonathan had some awful memories in this house, but with his darling new memories were made as the old once are being forgotten.

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I hope you enjoyed this fic and that you don't mind the bit of spice in the end.

[jurassicdaily]

“Jeff Goldblum open to returning to the Jurassic Park franchise!” (x)

[chrrispine]

LOKI - requested by anon