#[thank you for the ask! o/]
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canisalbus · 1 month ago
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erinwantstowrite · 1 month ago
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can you tell us anything about friendsgiving since it’s thanksgiving?
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i can give you some out of context comic 🥰 this takes place during Friendsgiving (which i fear my turn into a short arc...) anyways i can't tell you what's being discussed here and it'll be funny watching y'all try to figure it out
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shepscapades · 2 months ago
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Seriously, thank you so much everyone for the trick or treats, Happy Halloweens, Boops, and well wishes!!! <3
I edited out all of the request parts of the messages to fit everything in, but It's good to know what everyone's interested in ^w^ (>:3)
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hyunpic · 10 months ago
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HYUNJIN 🖤
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grimalkinscribbles · 8 months ago
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Mhin with a feather chest (like falin from delicious in dungeon)
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Pov: Mhin is very reluctantly showing you the birb floof 🐦‍⬛
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modmad · 4 months ago
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\o/ we got em fellas
thank you so much, and thank you everyone who helped me out! I am also trying to reach out to talk to the person who made the mod (which made the modmad mad lmao) via my very kind Chinese translator because I am hopeful we can just resolve it all peacefully!!!
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sematarygirls · 4 months ago
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ada sonny with an age gap relationship?
i wasn't 100% sure what exactly to do, so i'm just gonna do some headcanons; i hope that's okay !!
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is definitely very, very insecure about the age gap. he worries that he's too old for you, and one day, you're going to realize you want someone closer to your age. it does make him feel better when you reassure him (his love language) that you love him in spite of his age and aren't going anywhere.
he's also always the butt of the joke because of his age. you'll lightly poke fun and call him old when he references something that's before your time, and your friends all refer to him as "grandpa."
you two do not share the same humor. he'll make a joke and die laughing while you're sitting there completely lost (and vice versa).
he claims he's always right because he's "older and wiser" which makes you roll your eyes. he usually is always right, but that's besides the point!
date night is hard to plan because you want to do fun and exciting stuff like party, but he wants to do relaxing and romantic stuff.
you tried to do a cute cooking date once, but he got frustrated because he's such a control freak in the kitchen.
you two argue like an old married couple. looooooots of bickering because he's too mature, and you're very immature.
talks about stuff and asks you to do things that he expects you to know and gets very bitchy when you don't (he's got the sass of a teenage girl)
tries to get you to come to court to see him win at least once, but you find it boring. all the legal jargon and having to sit quietly the whole time makes you want to fall asleep.
finding a show or movie to watch is sooooo difficult because your tastes are so wildly different.
same thing with music. you'll put on a new song you like, and he'll roll his eyes and tell you to put on something actually good (even though half the time he ends up actually liking the song)
he's very worried about what other people will think of your relationship. he loves you and wants to show you off, but he worries that the age gap (completely 100% legal, of course) will rub some people the wrong way.
sometimes, he gets insecure about his grey hairs and wrinkles, but when you tell him how much you love them and how sexy they are, he immediately feels a million times better.
constantly tells you how lucky he is that someone as attractive as you loves an old man like him. he's seriously bewildered why, but he feels so grateful for you. you're everything to him
you make him feel young again, and he loves it.
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mblue-art · 1 year ago
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—ketchup breath!!
april 2022, huh... how time flies by...
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frownyalfred · 2 months ago
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I saw your post about Bruce being protective when people creep on teenage Dick, and I have to tell you I STILL remember the line in ASOH where he talked to Lex about it. Goddamn. Fantastic line, hit me like a punch to the emotions, and stayed with me.
OOF yeah! The line about Bruce and Lex being pretty too young, right? I loved that whole scene.
It came at such a tense time (Jason’s sudden emergency presentation) but it was really important to show that Lex actually cared about helping AND that Bruce wanted Lex there to help. And that Bruce understood a lot of what Lex had gone through, because he’d gone through it himself. But Jason won’t, if both of them have their way.
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cod-thoughts · 30 days ago
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What about silly pricenik?
This is great i love sharing dumb headcanons ive got hehe. Heres some i have in my notes! These are most of them! Rest is under the cut there was...a lot 0_0
Nikolai
Despite being a fantastic pilot, Nik has a horrible sense of direction on the ground. He once got lost in a massive tesco's and refused to ask for help, claiming he was “scouting the exits.”
Nik insists on making every departure as dramatic as possible. Helicopter pickups? Cue the music. Leaving a room? He slams the door just right so it echoes.
Nik’s sense of humour is as dry as the desert, and he can deliver the most absurd statements with a completely straight face. Soap once believed for an entire day that Nik had a pet bear named Boris. Nik gifts Soap a stuffed bear with a note that says his name is Boris for secret santa two years later too.
Nik collects tiny, odd souvenirs from missions—a bottle cap, a rusty coin, a piece of scrap metal. His pockets are always jingling, and Price swears he’s part magpie.
Nik is surprisingly good at poker and never misses a chance to challenge the team. His poker face is so good that even Ghost has a hard time reading him.
He won’t admit it, but Nik has a soft spot for cheesy romantic comedies. He does drag Price to watch the opera, theatre or musicals and Price loves it because Nik is so happy there however, Price refuses to watch a single rom-com "Sorry, Nik, love can only do so much."
Nik can MacGyver his way out of almost anything. Once built a makeshift flare gun out of a broken torch and a rubber band. It worked—just barely.
Nik’s rucksack is always bursting with random things—extra batteries, half a loaf of bread, a flask, and tools for a job no one asked for. Somehow, it all ends up being useful.
He has an entire list of mission rituals he swears by, like tapping the side of the helicopter before takeoff or wearing the same lucky socks on dangerous ops.
His voice booms like he’s addressing a crowd. Gaz calls him “The Walking Megaphone.”
Nik has a habit of keeping little mementos—like the first time Price scrawled mission coordinates on a scrap of paper for him, which Nik still keeps in his jacket pocket.
He once made a playlist for Price that was entirely love songs in Russian, claiming, “It’s all about the vibe.” (yeah, sure nik. Price looked up some of the lyrics and blushed furiously before finding nik and making some of the lyrics come to life...)
Even in the worst situations, Nik finds a way to keep spirits up. He once cracked a joke mid-firefight that had even Ghost smirking.
Wherever they go, Nik seems to have a knack for charming the locals. Whether it’s his booming laugh or his easy smile, he somehow ends up with an invitation to dinner by the end of every mission.
NikPrice
Nik insists on picking Price up for missions in the most inconvenient places possible (when he can)—like rooftops, narrow alleyways, or middle-of-nowhere fields. Price grumbles about it every time, but Nik calls it “adventure pickup.” The boys love it just because it annoys Price.
They’ve worked together so long they don’t need words to communicate during a mission. Nik swears it’s because they’re “two halves of one operational brain,” to which Price always mutters, “God help us all.”
Nik once stole Price’s hat during a mission and refused to return it until Price called him “the best pilot in the world.” Price begrudgingly complied, but Nik still teases him about it.
Nik has a habit of doing absurdly dramatic favours for Price, like flying halfway across the world to deliver a forgotten map. When asked why, he always shrugs and says, “For you, John? Anything.” (Price eventually realises its not cause Nik can, its cause Nik wants to and he finally puts them both out of their misery and asks him out. Price thinks this will stop Nik, it in fact does not)
Their comms during missions are half professional, half flirting banter. Soap and Gaz are constantly muting their headsets to avoid laughing during stealth ops. Ghost is just used to it at this point.
Despite the chaos of missions, Nik has a way of carving out small, quiet moments with Price—whether it’s a cup of tea at dawn or sitting shoulder-to-shoulder in silence on a rooftop, sharing a flask.
Nik isn’t overly demonstrative in professional settings, but his gestures still speak volumes—brushing a speck of dust off Price’s shoulder without a pause from Price, straightening his collar too, or resting a hand on his lower back as they move through crowded spaces. When it's just them or them and the team though? Nik is all over Price, extremely touchy, does not care if Price is bright red or the team make fun of them for acting like teenagers. He is touching his Captain.
Nik knows every scar on Price’s body and has a story for each one. Price doesn’t like talking about his injuries, but with Nik, he doesn’t mind. Nik tells him his own tales in return, trading battle marks like old soldiers comparing medals.
Nik insists Price’s coat is impractical for cold weather and always drapes his heavier jacket over Price’s shoulders without asking. Price protests half-heartedly, but he never takes it off, it smells like Nik and leather, what's he supposed to do? Not tuck his nose into the collar and smell the familiar scent of his partner?
Their eyes do most of the talking. On missions, one look is all it takes to communicate everything—from reassurance to affection to, occasionally, “I’m going to kill you for that stunt later.”
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canisalbus · 9 months ago
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Alright.
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erinwantstowrite · 26 days ago
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I want to see Peter & bats interaction so bad. I cannot stop thinking about like 10-12 yr Peter and man. That boy deserves to be happy sosososo bad I cannot wait for what you write Erin, it never disappoints :)
i firmly believe that if they met 12 y/o peter then there would be a lot more bloodshed and rage happening. he might not be trained but he is angry and can't hold back his punches so everyone should be. WORRIED
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hazard-c-horror · 23 days ago
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what does Modrolith and hazard think about the entire celestial family and tsams characters in general? ( I want to find out what they feel about the creator too. )
I haven’t thought of it yet, so thanks for making me do this
Part2
Hazard — (this will mainly also be my own thoughts bc it is my sona) Hazard cares little for the family, they simply just watch form the background. Not really wanting to get involved in the drama. But does have small biases and opinions
Moon - they’re uncomfortable with his personality and sarcasm at times. And confused at his way of thinking. But he’s interesting to watch and fun to see scared,
Sun - admires his will to stay kinda, despite how much has happened.
Earth - she fine, they don’t really have any major opinions on her, but she good in their book
Lunar - his behavior kinda puts them off, but they also understand that he’s been though stuff, but wishes he doesn’t accuse and so quickly (so luckily for his arc right now)
Solar - he means well. And that’s nice in their opinion. He’s fine. Likes his sarcasm and humor
Jack & Dazzle & molten- they think the children are adorable, and very fun to watch. Though pities that their stuck in such drama
Creator - indifferent, though he’s amusingly dumb at times
Monty - they’re uncomfortable with Monty’s personality, but tries not care too much. He’s fun to scare and mess with however
Modrolith — he’s very annoyed by how the family acts and dysfunctional it is at times. He wishes some members were more open and understanding of one another. But knows deep down that not every family is perfect. Like his own
Moon - on the teetering edge of being hated in Mo’s eyes. Sure he means well, but if doesn’t feel like it sometimes and that just annoys him to the core
Sun - he finds Sun very admirable, pleased by how carding Sun is to the children and his desire to protect them. He’d give Sun his blessing of more power to protect the children
Earth - a good women is a terrific queen in his book! Hard working and trying her best to help the family. Deeply wondering if he and her could have a spay day of sorts
Lunar - pities the life Lunar’s been though. But also hates how the family didn’t bother to completely address Lunar’s before
Solar - also admires how he also try’s for Jack. And pities that he had to live with a horrible brother before.
Jack & dazzle & molten- protect at all cost, they are the world. If one being hits hands on then he will personally torture them for eternity.
Creator - kill on site. The man creature does not deserve any title of parent. If he was able, the creator would be buried six feet under of molten lava
Monty - his feelings are surprisingly mixed. He doesn’t trust Monty. But Mo also see that he and Monty have a similar problem with their anger and emotions. And trying to make up for past horrible actions
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hailsatanacab · 11 months ago
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I'll ask after that secret number 8!
I only remembered secret number 8 because I saw your wip here! I'd started this one based on the same prompt, then lost said prompt and stopped working on it 😅
Instead of a snippet, I'm just dropping it all here - maybe that way I'll feel inspired to finish it?
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It’s a full house for dinner tonight and, really, that should have tipped him off.
Bruce sits at the head of the table, smiling softly as he watches over everyone’s antics. Damian is regaling Dick with everything they saw at the zoo that day (Danny had been so happy to see Delilah the purpleback gorilla again, and her new little additions to the troupe, too!) and how well they are implementing the grant the Wayne Foundation had gifted them. Tim, Steph, Cass, and Duke are all engaged in a thumb-war tournament which Danny has no interest in participating in. It just wouldn’t be fair on them.
Danny loves that look. The one where Bruce’s eyes crinkle when he thinks none of the kids can see him. It oozes love and it makes Danny’s heart, his core, ache. 
It’s been a little over a year since Alfred found him on the street and managed to wrangle him back to the manor to stay—even after the whole biting thing when he realised how rich they were. 
A little over a year here and Danny’s starting to feel like family.
Starting to feel like he might, just maybe, like to make it official.
“Danny,” Bruce says, drawing everyone’s attention. Danny starts at his name, but Bruce’s voice is warm and calm, and his shoulders lose their tension almost immediately. “Danny, I have something I would like to tell you.”
“Uhhh…” is all Danny can croak out, eyes flicking back and forth between Bruce and the rest of them. Smooth. Looking good, Danny.
Except… they’re all happy. All smiles, all relaxed body language, all radiating calm and love and acceptance. Well, not Damian—his face is as thunderous as it always is—which at least means it’s nothing too out of the ordinary.
“Danny, first of all, I just want to impress upon you that this is in no way something you have to do. You are under no obligation to join us and, no matter what, you shall always be welcome with us in the manor.”
Wait, what? Danny squints at Bruce, trying to parse exactly what he’s saying… Is he—is this them asking to adopt him? Do they want to make it official, too? 
It’s been a little over a year and of course Danny has imagined calling Bruce ‘Dad’. Of course he’s imagined being part of the family, of course he wants to make it official!
He can’t help the beaming grin or the bright and bubbling “Yes!” already waiting on his lips. All Bruce has to do is ask, all Danny needs to hear is—
“I’m Batman.”
The smile freezes on Danny’s face.
His lungs stop working, his heart stops working, he stops working, he just—
“And I’m Nightwing,” Dick smiles, breaking the awkward silence. 
Danny’s eyes snap to him, and then down to Tim when he admits to being Red Robin. Duke is Signal, Steph is Spoiler. Damian begrudgingly tells him he’s Robin, but Danny can barely hear it over the ringing in his ears.
“I’m Black Bat.” Cass cocks her head, almost looking concerned. It always felt like she understood him the most. Whenever he was feeling low, too in his memories, or stewing after a nightmare, she was always there, ready to card her fingers through his hair and never mention his tears. It makes his heart ache to think of it now. “It’s okay, Danny.”
It’s meant to be reassuring, but how—how can it be okay? How? 
Danny’s spent a little over a year with them. A little over a year with Batman. 
Batman, who works with the Justice League, who works with…
A little over a year. 
Just under 16 months since he escaped.
“Danny? Are you alright?” Bruce asks
Finally, his lungs kickstart and suck in a shuddering breath, only for everyone to drop their smiles.
Didn’t take them long, did it? Now that their ruse is up, there’s no kindness in their eyes, they’re just… cold, calculating. Evaluating. 
“Why?” Danny gasps, his fingers tingling, his heart in his throat.
Just under 16 months since he—has he escaped? Or was this just another one of their experiments?
"I... I trusted you, why—" Danny chokes back a sob, gritting his teeth as his shoulders shake. Why? Why would they do this? "I was happy here, with you. I thought... Weren't you happy?"
"Danny..." Bruce is looking at him, eyes narrow and eyebrows pinched, in some cruel facsimile of confused concern and all Danny can think is how much of an actor he is. How well he can play the part of a doting father. How much he made him want that.
"I don't understand, why..." 
"I'm sorry we didn't tell you before, I can imagine that it comes as a shock. We shouldn't have lied to you, Danny, but—"
"Stop it!" Danny slams his hands down on the table and pushes himself up on wobbly legs. Even standing, he feels so small. Smaller than Bruce, than all of his adopted siblings. They crowd above him when they all stand, too. "Just stop it! Why are you doing this, why are you still pretending? Stop it!"
It was easier, with Danny's biological parents. The knowledge that they'd do anything to get him on a lab table, to open him up and see what makes him tick, to rip him apart molecule by molecule, had always been there. He knew they hated ghosts. He knew they hated Phantom. He knew they hated him. It was easier because it was something he'd known all his life. When he died, when he became a ghost, he knew what to expect from them. It hurt, of course it did.
But it was easier than this.
"Danny, I'm going to need you to take a deep breath. You're having a panic attack and you need to breathe."
"Breathe?" Danny laughs, the sound harsh and choking, too high pitched in his hysteria. "You're joking, right? Or is this just more of the—the experiment?"
"Danny, please, we don't know what you're talking about, you—"
"You don't know? You're Batman! You work with the Justice League, you work with—" His words choke off as his stomach churns, bile rising in his throat. His whole body itches, screaming at him to leave, he can't go back, he can't, he can't, he can't!
Bruce takes a hesitant step forward and Danny scrambles back, his feet catching on the chair behind him and sending him careening to the floor. Where are the agents? Why aren't they swarming in, ready to apprehend him, strap him back on the table, carve him from the inside out.
"Please, Danny, calm down. We don't—"
Danny stops listening. His back hits the wall and he pulls his knees into his chest, his shoulders dipping down as he begins to sob. His heart throbs inside his throat, too painful to swallow around. Tears fall hot and heavy on his face.
Sure, he could run. He could phase out through the wall and he could be out of Gotham in a couple of hours. He's escaped the GIW once, he can do it again.
But that was before Batman knew who he was. Before he had the World's Greatest Detective on his tail.
Before he... 
He really thought this would be different, you know?
He wanted to make it official.
"Why did... Why were you so nice to me? Why did you make me like you? I really—I really liked you. I-I thought we could be a family."
"Danny, we are a—"
"Don't lie to me!" Danny snaps, but the force of his anger leeches all the fight from him, and suddenly all that's left is a bone-weary tiredness. There’s a lump in his throat that hurts. There’s a line down his chest that burns. "I don't care. I don't care anymore, I don't. Just... don't make me go back there. Please." 
Is it futile? He thought he knew how the GIW operated by now, the depths that they would go to achieve their results, but this... this was a whole new level of pain that Danny thought he had left behind him in Amity.
"We're not going to make you go anywhere, Danny, you're safe here, I promise."
"Safe? Safe? You must have—" he takes a deep breath, tries to stop the quivering of his voice. It’s all starting to make sense, now.  "The reason you're telling me who you are is because you must have told them everything already. I know the Justice League—I know you're working with them, which means the ex-experiment is over now, and they're coming to take me back. And I can't go back."
"Danny—"
"I can’t!” Danny glares at Bruce with all the rage he can, fingernails digging into his skin. “I’m not going back!"
"That's right, you're not going back, Danny. I won't let that happen." Bruce crouches down in front of Danny, his hands open and raised as if he's trying to say he's not a threat. "I don't know who you're talking about, and I'm sorry about that, but I can promise you that you’re not going back there. We will keep you safe."
Danny pulls himself closer, tucks himself further into the wall, eyes flickering all across the room waiting for that tell-tale flash of white as the agents start to swarm.
He should take his chances now and run, he should go, he needs to go!
The rest of them, his brothers and sisters of a little over a year, are spread out, giving him and Bruce some space. The same concern colours all of their faces. Why are they still pretending?
Steph is chewing on her thumb. 
Danny liked Steph and her brash confidence, her jokes. She's been promising to paint his nails for months now, they've just never found the time. He was going to go for green and black, or maybe a galaxy theme, depending on what she felt comfortable doing.
He likes them all.
"You were supposed to be my family." His mouth turns down at the corners and his voice shakes like a child. "You were supposed to—why? Why would you—I don't understand why you would make me like you..."
"This isn't an experiment, Danny," Bruce's voice is steady, soothing. "I promise."
"But you work with them and—"
"Who do I work with?"
"The Justice League."
"Yes, I do, but we—"
"And the Justice League works with them. The GIW." Danny trembles with the name, clutching tightly onto his hoodie. "I'm not going back there, Bruce."
Danny doesn't miss Bruce's look over his shoulder, nor Tim's nod in return. Tim turns slightly to the side to hide his movements, but Danny bets he has his phone in his hand, probably letting them know they can take him now. Guess this is it, then. They'll be here soon, and he'll be gone.
"Kill me."
"Danny? What do—"
"If you ever had any kindness for me, if you ever cared, kill me. Please, Bruce. I can't do it again."
"Danny..."
"End me now. Take my core out and break it, please, before they get here."
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jestarcana · 5 months ago
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I really enjoy your Brittle Sea Star AU (love the idea of post canon Akechi interacting with Shinji...) so I'd love to see any doodles based on that AU!! Or even just a few hcs/things you'd like to share I love hearing about it ☺️
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Thank you so much! I'm so glad you enjoy this AU!
SEES has been on Shinji's ass for years to hire a part-timer because of his health, and Goro's the best he's got. After witnessing Fuuka's development from disaster to decent, he's determined to help Goro get there haha
I have some more posts over here if you're curious about random headcanons, shitposts, and thoughts!
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Ari what do you think Suguru would do if Satoru made his s/o cry?
it’s by accident of course Satoru went overboard with his teasing he didn’t mean to make you cry. Would Suguru get mad at Satoru?
🙏 pray for satoru everyone he’s getting his ass beat
anon i think mad is an understatement LMAO …. suguru will not hesitate to slap this man . i think he truly does go full mother wolf mode when someone makes you sad and even if it’s satoru (and suguru knows he meant no harm) he’s still going to see red for a moment. satoru is getting bonked and forced to apologize profusely, you’re getting your tears wiped away one by one <3 he’s like a parent breaking up a playfight. also satoru is on thin ice for like a week
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