Fanfiction Is My Life

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[j-a-n-e--d-o-e]

Master Post

Hazbin Hotel

Queen of the Castle

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7 ,

Emily's Hotel

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5 , Confrontation, part 6

Charlie Eveningstar au

part 1 , Michael's pov, part 2, Lilith

Virtue of Humility

Building Eden in Hell

Part 1

Lucifer Netflix

Forbidden Fruit au

Azrael, spin off, Ella x Luci

Devil On My Shoulder

Aftermath of The Fall, Daria&Doriel, Lucifer, rebellion, children, Lilith, The Cell, Feral, Truth and Lies, Remiel Convo

Totally dead au

Michael

DC

Zatanna, Demon's Bride, Jessica Head, Detroit Become Human au, The Specialist

Arcane

Rapunzel au , If they were Demigods, Heimerdinger, Kingmaker

House of the Dragon

Sexuality

Percy Jackson

The marriage of Loyalty

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, camp elpis, Kym

multiple asks all tagged

Queen of All Waters

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Athena's Champion

Part 1, Part 2

Love, Loyalty and Armour

Part 1, The Jar, Domains, Armour

Devotion of the Tides

Part 1

BNHA

HPSC, Hero Categories, Hackers

Genshin

Goddess of Devotion, Theatrics and Mania

Sumeru Popstar au Maths

Fae Kaeya Agenda - smile

Feral Fatui Duo

Plot, Amber, Jean, Rosaria, Eula, Diluc, Noebara Agenda

Half Adepti au

[mercyandmountainwater]

because Ryland Grace is a weirdly buff character and no one ever remarks on it I do think it’d be funny for everyone to see him as a dorky sweater wearing dude who probably doesn’t do much only for something drastic to happen and Grace just… Picks Stratt up and just books it.

no one expects him to do this, not even himself but there is Danger (tm) and she did not respond quick enough for his taste so she is now in his arms/over a shoulder, and they are getting out of here expeditiously.

He runs a seven minute mile with a full grown woman in his arms and all security is trying to do is catch up.

[eleilinnrallin]

This is a reminder for those who handmake Christmas presents that now is not too early to start. It may in fact be a good time to start if you have a lot to make/your craft takes a long time. You should maybe start it now, whether that's brainstorming or actually doing the crafts!

[newtsoftheworldunite]

Translating this into tumblr's preferred public service announcement format for this kind of alert:

[kimberlychapman]

Or this preferred Tumblr announcement system:

[justastarrymess]

The most judgmental, sarcastic and lethal group in the entire multiverse

[sthilarions]

I feel like there aren’t nearly enough crossover concepts out there with Lucifer Fox/Netflix and Dead Boy Detectives Netflix, ie the two supernatural Sandman spin-off adaptations with largely queer casts, so *rolls up sleeves* be the change you want to see in the world

Edwin didn’t start trying to escape until the mid 1920s. He didn’t get anywhere with it until the late 60s. And it was around 1980 when Lucifer got the third report in less than two months of a soul nearly escaping Hell, being caught just at the gates, and was finally curious enough to have the wayward soul brought in front of him.

He was, frankly, rather fascinated. An innocent soul, a rebel, clearly barely holding back his sass against the King of Hell, the Prince of Darkness, someone clearly queer and cast down to Hell for being different.

Lucifer decides about ten minutes into their conversation to make Edwin his personal attendant. Mazikeen’s more of a general slash right hand demon slash bodyguard slash errand being, at this point, and having someone around who’s more like a valet, or a manservant, can’t hurt.

Lucifer rapidly finds that Edwin is a delightful conversationalist, when he’s not being tortured or thinking he’s about to be, sharp and clever and witty. Edwin is very surprised to realize the same thing about Lucifer. They start just… talking, more and more, and Lucifer gets more and more fond of his pet human.

It’s 1989 when Lucifer decides he’s getting restless and hatches a plan to leave Hell. But in this universe, the plan isn’t just for himself (and Maze). It’s for Edwin, too. He sends Edwin up to Earth as a sort of advance scout, with instructions to send regular reports back to Lucifer. (Lucifer, at this point, doesn’t really fully expect to ever be able to leave, himself; but Edwin is innocent, and kind, and clever, and fun, and doesn’t deserve Hell, and Lucifer refuses to be his jailer any longer.)

Edwin appears on Earth by his remains, in an attic, in 1989. He tells the boy he meets there that he is a ghost who escaped Hell - which is true, as far as it goes. And the boy decides to stay with him.

Edwin sends his reports back to Lucifer, every three months. He does not tell Charles. How do you tell someone - a good person, the best person you’ve ever met, someone whom you rapidly realize your existence depends on - that you’re the personal servant of Satan?

In 2016, Lucifer finally has had enough. He has Mazikeen cut off his wings and he goes to LA… and he summons his favored, loyal valet to his side.

And Edwin has a very, very difficult conversation with Charles.

And, long emotional screaming match short, Charles ends up coming with Edwin to LA.

It takes Lucifer about a week to get himself involved in detective nonsense, because he’s been getting thrilling reports of how delightful it is four times a year for decades.

There’s something very different about Lucifer “flipping so many men they call me the Skillet” Morningstar on Earth, as opposed to Hell, and Edwin starts, er. Noticing.

Meanwhile, Lucifer’s just sort of assumed Charles and Edwin were fucking this entire time, based on Edwin’s obviously besotted reports, and is quite surprised to realize his valet seems to be having his gay awakening induced by him, instead.

So, anyway, hijinks ensue, as Lucifer, Maze, Charles, and Edwin all play detective together, all while Lucifer “#1 Payneland Shipper” “Lord of Temptation” Morningstar tries every trick in the book to get Charles and Edwin to realize they’re crazy about each other.

[angels-in-overcoats]

Bonus points to biblical adaptations that make Gabriel the funny one

If being a messenger of god was my entire reason for existence, I wouldn't shut the fuck up either

[michael-heavenly-knight]

🎶Cause the rules are black and white 🎶

[michael-heavenly-knight]

Michael do you have any paintings of your wife?

Michael smiled at the mention of Emael.

“Of course I have paintings of her…

Look…

this one is my favorite…”

[sakuralovespossums]

I’ve yet to see fanart of the Athenide in full Minoan/Mycenaean makeup and dress

[artistformerlyknownasbutttrumpet]

i was training a young person at work, and she referred to sexual assault as "SA" out loud, and i immediately was like, "no, it's sexual assault, call it what it is," bc idgaf if the algorithm overlords have taught y'all that you should fear direct language, how tf do any of you expect to ever address real issues with any amount of seriousness if you can't even say the words? imagine an advocate looking a sexual assault survivor in the eyes and asking "did he grape you?" it's absolutely fucking absurd, but these young interns and new hires are coming into an environment where we deal with survivors of all different kinds of abuse, and they're coming with the mindset that the words are as bad as the actions, and that makes them shitty at the job and look juvenile af

i HATE self-censorship for a lot of reasons, but being in crisis work makes it even more frustrating. who are you censoring for? like i am being so fr, WHO are you censoring for? have you even thought it through? people who have been raped know that they have been raped. if someone attempts suicide or is grieving someone who did, saying "sewer slide" isn't going to protect them from any of the feelings. a murder victim's family isn't going to feel better bc you said "unalived" instead of murdered. if anything, it's just extremely invalidating and othering. it's saying "what happened to you is so bad that i won't even say the word," which is NOT trauma-informed care. you are not protecting survivors/victims when you self-censor. the ONLY things you protect when you self-censor are the puritanical ideologies that are being encouraged by rich fascists who want your money and obedience

say the fucking words, guys. just say the goddamn words before i go insane!!!

[papayafromtv]

scenarios Alfred Pennyworth has to be a witness to as a resident of Wayne Manor that the batkids have absolutely no shame in front of whatsoever part 26 (masterpost here)

*Alfred coming across Dick and Jason hanging out together in the study late at night, both drinking*

Alfred, raising an eyebrow: i hope you two aren’t overdoing it, seeing as you assured your father that you would be ready to go to the art gallery with him tomorrow morning.

Dick, grinning lazily: we’ll be fine, these are still our first drinks. we’re just talkin, Alfie, it’s ok.

Jason: speaking of, i have another.

Dick, to Jason, curious: ok, go.

Jason, smile growing: ….the med suite in the batcave.

Dick, jaw dropping: fuck OFF, seriously?!?

Jason: *wheezes* y-yeah,

Dick: WHEN?!?!

Jason, still cackling: bout’a year back, Roy bought me back kinda beaten up and gave me a scan over since nobody else was home. things just… progressed naturally.

Dick, in disbelief: THERE’S SO MANY CAMERAS DOWN THERE.

Jason: *cackling loudly* yeah man- yeah- dude i spent hours after, just- checking and rechecking that i’d destroyed the footage,

Dick: *wheezes, covers his face* oh my gooodddd, littlewing!

Jason: HEY- you said one of yours was the kitchen!

Dick: *breathless chokes* you know- you know what- *laughing* not even close to the worst place for me over the years.

Alfred, pausing: … *slightly suspicious* what are you… discussing?

Jason, shoulders shaking as he takes a drink: come on, what was the worst?

Dick: *snickering* you can’t- you can’t judge me. you can’t,

Jason, eyes widening: where?!?!

Dick: *covering his face, struggling to hold back laughter*

Jason: ?!

Dick: …Bruce’s bedroom.

Jason: NO.

Dick: *wheezes* NOW WAIT- WAIT-

Jason: YOU’RE FUCKING LYING.

Dick: I WAS TWENTY-ONE, I WAS REALLY MAD AT BRUCE AT THE TIME, AND THE HOUSE WAS EMPTY BECAUSE HE’D TAKEN YOU TO A THEME-PARK FOR THE WEEKEND AND ALFRED WAS ON VACATION! SO I BROUGHT A GIRL OVER!

Jason: IN HIS BEDROOM?!?!!

Dick: MINE SMELT LIKE RUBBLE AND SMOKE FROM PATROL! I CHANGED THE SHEETS AFTERWARDS- *breaks down into wheezes* he- god we never spoke about it but i’m so sure he knew-

Jason: WELL YEAH?!!

Dick: *crying* he- fuck we made eye contact over breakfast the monday after- he’s never been that mad at me before and he didn’t even comment on it- *collapses into giggles*

Alfred, gravely: what. are. you. discussing.

Dick: *starts laughing harder*

Jason, also holding back wheezes: aw come on- Alfie- Alfie i think you know,

Alfred: *watching the two fall over themselves, trying to breathe through their laughter*

Alfred:

Alfred: *spins on his heel and leaves*

Jason, calling after him: awww, where you going!?!?

Alfred, swiftly: AWAY FROM YOU.

[stromcuzewon]

this is probably my favorite tiktok of all time and I finally got around to showing it to my dad the other day and now he comes home every day and tells me about all the places he saw crumbling concrete and says "guess they didn't add enough chinchilla flakes"

[thatdisasterauthor]

My dad has worked in construction is whole life, primarily with a company that does concrete foundations, and I immediately sent him this back when I first found it on TikTok, and he IMMEDIATELY shared it with everyone he worked with. They apparently still quote it on his job sites to this day.

[kaijufluffs]

She's being so big and brave.

[dragon-in-a-fez]

if I see one more "why age verification is bad" post that doesn't even bother to mention that locking young people out of huge sections of the public sphere - literally the stated goal and primary impact of this shit - is wrong in and of itself I will simply start hitting people with bricks

[j-a-n-e--d-o-e]

It's genuinely insane that they insist that this is for the children and to 'protect them' when it doesn't work!

Almost every country this has been implemented within has since gathered data showing kids are still using social media but that they are arguably exposed to worse shit because they're going through the dark web and using other shady shit to do it.

Meanwhile identity theft and fraud is skyrocketing because all of these third party verification apps are either selling the identities or being hacked!

If they wanted to protect kids they'd have done what the research studies shows worked best which was teaching parents how to restrict access to certain sites through the WiFi routa and doing online safety courses.

But they didn't.

Instead I'm pretty sure their cutting down on internet safety seminars and lessons because no one's going to hand over their life to someone on the internet if they're getting lessons telling them the importance of keeping your private data private.

This has never about protecting the kids.

The government only ever brings up protecting the children when they can't think of a good reason and want to brow heat/guilt people into going along with their insanity.

Something that was never more obvious than when the child safety act was first being implemented in the UK and one of the first things blocked by worried social media was the houses of parliament broadcasting.

They lowered the voting age to 16 then made it impossible for the kids voting to do any kind of meaningful research into the parties that are in control or the government.

Except for Gov. Approved sites and shows.

Now they're trying to force YouTube to prioritise BBC and 'proper legitimate' channels to viewers so that they 'don't get a biased assessment of certain issues'.

Noone watches gov funded TV because noone trusts it and this is exactly why.

10 years ago George Orwell's 1984 sounded insane, now it seems that our government is using it as a blueprint.

[starlord51]

🍎📺The dance between them📺🍎

[bruce-wayne-enjoyer]

HC that Jason tends to stress bake. This started when Jason first began therapy, and his counsellor basically had him try old hobbies as saner, constructive coping mechanisms.

So Jason just makes like 60 cookies every other day, and maybe a whole ass marble cake, sometimes it's as simple as a few tarts.

The family starts understanding it as code overtime, of Jason offering his stress food and with it, a hand reaching out for help.

It's silly progress.

But also progress.

.

.

Steph, answering the phone: Yewwol?

Jason, actually shaking on the other line: I made 20 pans of brownies and I don't even remember buying 20 pans to make brownies in and I feel so stupid and- WHY WON'T THIS PIPPING BAG CLOSE

Steph: ...So it's a Brownie day?

Jason: ...yeah ☹️

Steph: Right. Give me a few minutes. Damian's coming to help pass the brownies around to your neighbors, then we're eating one for ourselves.

.

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Alfred: Why is Master Jason in our kitchen on an undetermined family day... making macaroons?

Tim, not looking up from his phone: JK R*wling was on his fyp today

Alfred: Ah, I see.... Well, at least Master Jason has not—

[from afar] Jason: WHERE'S THE FUCKING RED 40.

Alfred:

Alfred: Well, at least he didn't ask for Blueberries.

.

.

Jason: I made 100 cookies 😠 because you shouted at me 😠😠 for finishing the job during patrol last night 😠😠😠

Bruce: Mm.

Jason: This is all YOUR FAULT. I expect to be renumerated for EVERYTHING — the ingredients, the electric bill, the time.

Bruce: Mm.

Jason: And you're NOT getting any this time! 😠 I gave it away to the orphanage two blocks from my apartment 😠 because only those orphans deserve my treats 😠😠😠

Bruce: Okay.

Jason:

Bruce:

Bruce, also emotionally constipated and trying hard in therapy: Do you want a hug?

Jason: ...fuck you.

[they do hug]

[inktonic]

Doodles of varying quality as I figure out the thumbnails for my next comic