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[irreverentdisease]

part 6 of drawing danganronpa in no particular order: KIYO$!!@!! i love him so so so much hes my wife my love 🙏

i actually finished drawing him within a day bro i was READY. the headcanons took me a bit longer cause i have so many random little niche ones and couldnt decide which ones to include here 😓

[clavis-est-ad-solem]

I benefited from the algebra lesson - I can draw

(Kitty)

[lamponellatempesta]

I don't think we have enough Brooklynn content, so here it is my contribution with this picrew!

This is a potential version of her a few years after the events of chaos theory where she compensated for the traumas she definitely suffered with piercings (as I think you see lmao) and tattoos, in the picrew they weren't available but to me she's totally a girl who loves tattoos. I personally really like her design with short hair, but even with this length of hair, she looks divine. I dyed her hair pink because the blue that was there didn't really convinced me, and pink is always a great option. From the pin on her jacket, you can definitely guess another of my headcanons about her.

[bumblingbabooshka]

Vulcan teen on Vulcan [tiktok] saying "I have just lost track of my father in the grocery store." The camera turns to show the viewers the grocery store in which almost every single older middle-aged man has a bowlcut and long robes. Camera turns back to show the teen's face which is expressionless and yet communicates all it needs to.

[animentality]

[incorrectbatfam]

The only acceptable trans Tim headcanon would be Tim introducing himself to the batfam as a boy from the get-go with such confidence that no one questions him. Then, his first solo case as Robin is investigating the disappearance of Jack and Janet Drake's "daughter," so he pretends to have a twin sister by forging a bunch of documents and photoshopping family pictures. He then fabricates evidence of her death, committing multiple crimes in the process, and holds a fake funeral at the end. Because if his previous name is dead to him, he's gonna kill it the Tim Drake way

[doodleswithangie]

headcanon that stan hates wearing glasses (for many reasons) and went without them for years until he really needed them

[Image Description: Comic of a younger Stanley Pines from "Gravity Falls." Alt text is provided and copied below the cut. End ID]

A younger Stan squints at his blurry reflection in the mirror, leaning in really close to see himself clearly. He sighs and grabs a pair of Ford's glasses on the dresser. Putting them on, he stares at his reflection. "Welp," he says, "this is unsettling."

He turns away from the mirror to adjust his tie, saying, "But it can't be helped." His reflection is now a disheveled Ford, mirroring Stan.

[bats-and-the-birds]

Situation where Clark has formed a tentative working relationship with Batman, but somewhere in that time, Batman acquired Robin and, naturally, didn't tell him.

Clark finds out about Robin's existence when a ten year old Dick Grayson in full Robin gear breaks into his apartment at two in the morning and shakes him awake because Batman's missing and Alfred's away and Bruce taught him that, in the case of emergency, Superman was one of the only people he could trust. Bruce just didn't think to tell Clark that he was, by all means, his son's emergency contact.

Clark: -wakes up to a small boy that he's never seen or heard of before in a cape and a mask with lenses that reflect light like a cat's perched on the edge of his bed in a pitch black room-

Dick, calmly: Hey, Batman's -- stop screaming -- Batman's missing. I need help.

[fckbatmanhiskidsareminenow]

multilingual batkids. they learn each others languages so they can mix and match. for example:

tim in french: have you figured out how we’re gonna tell b we’re not going to that gala yet?

damian in arabic: no i thought that was thomas’ job?

duke french: me? no jason said he’d do something

jason in arabic: hey don’t drag me into this!

dick in romani: i’m gonna kill him i really i am

steph in russian: who are we killing?

dick in english: ah! nobody! wait i didn’t know you spoke romani

tim in greek: you’re an asshole

jason in english: wait my greek is rusty say it again slowly

tim in greek: you’re an asshole

jason: …. you motherfucker

cass signing: nice drawing

damian in chinese: thank you

dick yelling at bruce about something he did

jason in spanish: what language is he speaking right now?

tim also in spanish: uh all of them i think

jason: does bruce even know-

tim: no he doesn’t

[mountainshroom]

If she has no fans call the ambulance cause I am dead

[heart-locket-musicboxless]

There are three kinds of LGBT headcanons:

Actual queer coding / metaphors ("Nimona is trans because her creator made her as a way to express his feelings as a trans person")

Vibes ("Link is genderless because I said so")

It's funny ("Phoenix Wright is asexual because he's the Ace Attorney")

[lamponellatempesta]

JWCT COUNTDOWN

DAY 1: Favourite Character

This is the little piece I've written for my favourite character or my favourite girl, Brooklynn. It's located on the first night on the mainland after being rescued.

(Countdown gently created by @campbenji )

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It’s the first night at the hotel, the first night after returning to the mainland. It’s one o'clock in the morning, photographers and journalists still flock under the hotel where the 6 teenagers who survived isla Nublar and were brought back to the mainland that same day stayed. Brooklynn is looking at them, sitting by the edge of her room window, after getting washed and settled and putting on pajamas after months; she was still realizing that she should no longer need to run for her life, fight to survive and she would sleep in a real bed. She didn’t know if she would be able to. The relief of being back in the arms of her parents, Manuel and Noah, had been shattered by the cameras, the flashes and the questions of journalists, who once she knew how to answer, but not now. The only thing she wanted was tranquillity; she turned to look at her parents, who were resting in the other bed, a smile came out.

The cologne of her father Noah and the cinnamon scent of her papito Manuel filled her nose and embraced her, began to lose hope of being able to smell again those smells that reminded her home, They reminded her of the warmth of the people who raised her and tried to protect her from that world that was the internet. The internet.

Before it was his whole life, now she did not know how to react; she did not know how to answer the questions of journalists on her channel "I do not know" she had answered, maybe it was an evasive answer but it was the truth. She didn’t know. She didn’t know what she was going to do from then on; everything was hazy, confused and muffled.

She had to admit that she was already missing the silent nights of Nublar where the only audible sounds were the roars of dinosaurs and insects, you had to watch your back every minute, but there was peace, in a way, in the end it wasn’t so bad, she got used to it.

The background chatter she heard from outside made her head beat and she felt more trapped than she did on the islands, the thought of having to face everything on society again, What her old life entailed made her feel bad, she felt the tachycardia rise more she watched the photographers, the flashes shoot; she preferred to look inside the room, back to her parents. She breathed. Brooklynn decided to get up by passing his bed and going to settle in that of Manuel and Noah, among them and got comfy. She needed their warmth, their home smell, their hugs and their affection...their protection. The two parents soon embraced her and held her as tight as they could. They too must have suffered her lack and now she would not have rejected those attentions that she once called too much honeycomb; now she just wanted them.

The last thing she perceived was the cuddling of her father Noah stroking her hair and her father Manuel singing her the lullaby when she was little, the first night they slept together after her adoption. When everything was fine. When she was happy and felt it. It was again like that one night seven years before, in their London home; outside there was hell of the orphanage just left behind, but she was safe in her parents' arms.

That night it tasted the same; it had left the chaos outside and was safe in the arms of Dad and Papito. It was a new start, a new beginning, full of uncertainties, but Brooklynn felt protected and safe, like that night of the past. This was enough for her. This was enough. She fell asleep with a smile on her face and some tears that had crossed her cheeks. She would face the hell that was waiting for her outside, but she would face it the next day. Now she’s just a child finally safe.

[sabertoothwalrus]

here's some of my headcanons for the Tallman AU. I am SO picky modern aus because I feel like they almost never take canon dynamics into account enough, so I tried to do that as much as I could!!!

The main reason it's a tallman au is because I needed Izutsumi and Chil's daughters to go to the same school and I wasn't invested in the worldbuilding enough to figure out the logistics of how school would work with races that age at very different rates. also the existing tallman designs are fun lol

[chic-beyond-the-wall]

More medieval dyes for y'all!

[ahfrickenfrick]

vicki vale: and what do you have to say about the rumors that Bruce Wayne and Batman are the same person?

12 year old, newly appointed robin, jason todd: ??? that would be really weird cause i’ve literally seen them kiss before??

bruce: *in the Wayne tower, popping up from his paperwork* …something just happened…