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Hello everyone who see's this! i am a writer who really wants to write stuff!

if you have anything you wanna see written, i am taking commissions!

well, more like requests, since i'm not taking money (yet, maybe in the future when I'm more confident)

I am Theo, God of all people

I am Arran, god of the most important thing

EDIT: if y'all don’t wanna use your name use your username

♡ asks ♡

 Do you have freckles? 

 Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it? 

What was the last song you listened to? 

Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side? 

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? 

Do you prefer drawing or writing? 

What’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with? 

What’s your favorite band/artist? 

When is your birthday? 

How tall are you? 

What color are your eyes? 

Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now? 

Fears? 

What’s your favorite color? 

What’s your favorite season? 

Want any tattoos? What of? 

Want any piercings? Where? 

Who is the last person you texted? 

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends? 

What/who do you miss? 

How was your day today? 

How much sleep did you get last night? 

Do you believe in aliens? 

When was the last time you cried? Why? 

What’s your favorite decade? 

What are some seemingly childish things you like? 

What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times? 

How are you, really? 

Does it take you a long time to make decisions? 

What are you looking forward to in the near future? 

What are you looking forward to in the distant future? 

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? 

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? 

What’s your favorite flower? 

Do you currently have a squish? 

Do you like your middle name? 

Do you prefer dogs or cats? 

Do you have any phobias? 

Do you stay up late?

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy? 

What’s your favorite cartoon? 

Tag 5 of your favorite blogs

Do you have siblings? How many? 

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to? 

Is there anyone you would die for? 

What do you need when you’re sad? 

Have you memorized your phone number? 

Who’s someone you can trust with your life? 

What does your last text say? 

Wild Card. Any question, ask away. 

reblogging with a snippet of a fic I'm doing, last time i shared this snippet was in April

“

Kade stops what he's saying as he enters the kitchen, seeing the wide yellow eyes with sprinkles of red staring right into his soul. “Um, I’ll call you back,” He hangs up the phone after a moment and as he walks closer to the table, he recognises the small frame, and thanks to the moonlight shining in from the window, sees it’s just his youngest brother “Uh… hey, little man.” he says, nervously “hi.” Cody replies simply, holding a can of fizzy pop in his hands “You doing okay?” he sees Cody nod “Why are you sitting in the dark?” Kade asks slowly, trying to hide any caution or worry in his voice. It didn't seem normal for his brother to just sit in the dark at nearly 3 am. He sees small shoulders shrug upwards “Cause it's nice.” Cody replies simply, taking a drink of his juice. Kade watches Cody for a moment, a silent staring contest between the two “Can I sit with you? Do you want the light on?” Kade finally asks, his hand hovering over the light switch “Yes to the company, no to the light. My eyes were hurting earlier.” Kade simply nodded and sat down in the chair across from Cody, the moonlight from the window seemed to be enough of a light source for Kade to be comfortable. But the yellow of his brother's eyes was still unsettling. "Have his eyes always glowed like that?" Kade thinks.

”

Genuine Question but does anyone know if there are any good Cody Is Onyx Prime Fanfics? Like that's the main focus?

I do that in my Human Partners AU but I really wanna read some

this is absolutely a gold mine

I’m on the second episode of My Adventures With Superman and I KNOW I know, this deserves to be Clark’s show, BUT HEAR ME OUT A SECOND.

Imagine the Waynes didn’t die and Thomas is trying DESPERATELY to buy the Daily Planet from White, but to absolutely no avail.

“For the last time, Wayne, you can have this company when the Gotham Knights win a Stanley Cup.”

“Y’all cheated last year and you KNOW it, White! Come on! We knew each other for 20 years—“

“Not true.”

“You gotta have ONE nice thing to say about me! You saw my charity records? My trip to the Amazon? I found a goddam dinosaur, for Pete’s sake!”

“And you sent it to the Gotham museum.”

“…Well yeah, it looked real pretty.”

“Look, Wayne. I can either give your ego the stroke of the century, or keep Lane and those two idiot interns in check, but I can’t do both. Now get out of here, or—“

Clark clearing his throat, holding two cups of coffee in his comically large hands, “Uh, the coffee machine broke, so I had to run to the store. Is this a bad time?”

Thomas whistling, because what the FUCK. “Christ, boy, how tall are you? How tall is he, White? You a security guard? You WANNA be a security guard?”

“Uh, Clark Kent. Idiot intern,” Clark introduced himself politely despite Perry’s grumbling.

Needless to say, Thomas Wayne is…Intimidating.

“I’ve heard about your research on metahuman physics, Mr. Wayne. It’s brilliant.”

“Oh, that? That was all my boy, really. He’s got all these ideas about reinventing the healthcare system for everybody or something like that. Hell, he wants to invent some bandaids for that Superman fella. “

“That,” Clark blinked, “Actually sounds amazing.”

“Right?. The other day he came to me like, ‘Can I have 30,000 for a research expedition?’ You should’ve seen him in his little lab coat, — cutest thing. Hold on, I have pictures.”

Clark expected a particularly eccentric 10 year not, not a — gorgeous— adult man in what looked to be a great amount of eyeliner and one hell of a scowl. “He’s…” gorgeous, “He seems interesting.”

“Ain’t he? You should meet him sometime. Hates talking to the press, but, I’m sure we can arrange something. “

“Good luck with that. I tried interviewing the kid alone for 10 minutes and Mr. Wayne here kept getting in the way. Probably because he has something to hide.”

“Bruce ain’t really made for the camera, so I had to step in, ya know how it is. He ain’t really the independent kind.” Thomas shrugs. “I know, I know, — you gotta leave em to fly sometimes, and while I bet he’d look cute tryin’,”

Thomas chuckles, but it doesn’t sound amusing. At all. “No bird leaves MY nest.”

—

Clark finds out why Perry can’t prove Thomas Wayne is Batman. It’s because he’s wrong. He’s listened to Batman’s heartbeat before. And Thomas doesn’t stutter.

Bruce Wayne does, thought.

this will forever be my favourite thing and lowkey i'm tempted to write a fic

New sibling lore just dropped

Sh@t It

watching smosh play fnaf4 w/ my sister and we both absolutely lost it because of a bonnie jump scare

this fam have me in a chokehold 😭😭🥺🥺

Busy day, but at least got this sketch of the small green fam out. Still very much in the process of refinement.

(Guess here it’s been a while since Boulder held Oaken or something along those lines (at least in his holomatter(?) form.)

Me frfr

me writing: i am a god and reality bends to my whims

me proofreading: im too stupid to be alive

2003!Mikey and 2012!Mikey being silly older and little brother chronicles 🐢🤝🐢 Pt 4 - Masterpost