#F- from Robin

[songs-ofa-dyingbird]

I feel really weird and it’s like- I’m trying to figure out if I’m sick, if I ate too much or too little, if it’s anxiety, Mayhaps I’m just convincing myself I feel shitty because I want an excuse to be lazy- maybe I’m legit sick frfr, maybe I need to eat lunch, maybe I need to skip lunch, maybe I drank too much coffee??????

[damian-lil-babybat]

"My Anatolia" & "My Alexander"

If DC remained truthful to their own canon, and let Talia lied about the miscarriage/abortion instead (like before the retcon, which the author admitted to have misremembered details for iirc), then my OTP since "Batman: The Animated Series", would have not crushed and burn like the city of Alexandria, rendered to ashes and dust that it could never be fully revived in canon.

Based on this panel from Boy Wonder (2024) by Juni Ba.

Headcanon: This is the rose of taif, you cannot convince me otherwise 😭

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

A whole ass zombie apocalypse wasn’t something Jason thought he’d ever have to worry about.

Not that he has to worry about it now, either, considering he just got bit.

Everyone knows what you gotta do in these scenarios. Your loved ones will cry (“awe, Dickie, you do care”), they’ll try to find a different way (“shut up Bruce. Even you can’t concoct a cure in two hours”) and blame themselves (“fuck you, Timmers, I want you to know I died because you wanted that damn coffe!”…. Yeah, he could have handled that one better in hindsight) and then, ultimately, they’re gonna put a bullet in your brain. For the sake of the group.

And it’s fine, really. Better than turning into a mindless, flesh eating meat sack. He was ready. He got to say goodbye. It’s fine.

Or it would have been fine, if any of those damn cowards had pulled the friggin trigger.

Now Jason is clinically semi-dead (don’t ask him, he doesn’t know how this shit works either) and still annoyingly in charge of his mental faculties while also harboring a rather concerning craving for human flesh.

Fuck.

[ruiiplume]

Redraw of the 2015 Chrobin wedding here:

[kakushusband]

I feel like I need more one piece selfship mutuals so like. If yr an adult selfshipper who's also into one piece let me know and I'll follow u forever 🌌

[camels-pen]

consider sanuso bodyswap where Sanji is of course "admiring" Usopp's body and Usopp is trying desperately to keep himself from getting worked up so that he doesn't light himself on fire.

Luffy and Chopper are not helping. They are in fact doing the opposite of helping. They've ramped up their pranks and are doing anything possible to get Usopp angry so that he combusts, freaks out, and then dives into the ocean to put himself out. They think it's hilarious.

Nami and Brook are Also not helping, since they're conspiring with Sanji to put on a fashion show with Usopp's body. Sanji called it "not wasting a precious opportunity to get him in something other than overalls". Usopp called it mutiny and he was gonna- dive into the ocean, holy fuck Sanji why is it so easy to catch fire?!

Best part about this is that Sanji assured him, several times, that his body doesn't get hurt by catching fire. Usopp still jumps into the ocean every time.

Robin pipes up at one point, asking if Sanji was immune to just his own flames or all flames. Sanji just kind of shrugs and said it depends. Franky, having just been leisurely watching all of this gets an idea. Would his Franky Fireball hurt Sanji's body or just give him more fire to work with?

He tries to coax Usopp into agreeing to test it out and, somehow, he manages it. Albeit, Usopp is all knocking knees and chattering teeth, a very odd sight from 'Sanji'. As part of the deal though, he can only shoot a fireball the size of his hand.

Usopp meant his small hand. The one Franky used for tinkering and fine detail work. He did not, however, clarify this.

So, when a fireball the size of Franky's big hand comes out, well. Usopp runs for his goddamn life.

It takes him a few moments- and the voices of his friends sounding distant and below him- to realize he hadn't, in fact, run to the men's quarters, but rather into the fucking sky.

And oooooh, boy he is gonna kill Sanji one of these days. Why was his body's first fucking instinct when running to go up, what the actual HELL-

Usopp lit himself on fire again.

He curses out Sanji as his Sky Walk fails in the same moment and he plummets towards the deck.

[archiveofliterature]

thinking about how griffin and robin are connected through their whiteness, but what actually brings them together is their shared chinese heritage

that even though they were born from of two different women, they have this mutual understanding of what that means and they have a shared resentment for it (the older's resentment is always, always stronger, but the younger's resentment actually has an impact)

and how robin craved the cultural significance of family and just nearly got it until the empire took that away from him too

[mayordea]

well ive contractually obligated myself to make a purple robin drawing every month so here is it for dember. happy new year

the posing is based on the volume 10 cover of jojolion :3 it’s so cool…..

[katfreaks-hidyhole]

[sieglinde-freud]

feel like morgan/lucina is kinda underrated like i get why. but also like… duuude… take it from lucinas perspective: the kid of the fell god that betrayed your father turns against you despite years and years of friendship and most definitely knowing eachother since birth (do you honestly think chrom and robin wouldnt set their kids up on play dates immediately? really??) and despite how much you love them you know they’re beyond saving and you have to leave them behind to succumb to grima when you go back in time to save the world, accepting that youll never see them again! oh shit buts whats this… they show up in the past anyways? having forgotten all the time you spent together, the trouble they caused, everything you meant to them? but its them, its morgan and for the first time in years youre able to see them again happy, carefree, and in complete control! should you feel sad? scared? overjoyed? i dont know! but slap some yuri on that and you got a crazy ass little sideplot all im saying!!!

[spectrum-color]

Just thinking about how much Robin Hobb had to do to force her OTP back together at the end of Fools Fate and being salty. It required:

-Burrich to be depicted as a decrepit old man when he’s like in his 50s and conveniently die, gifting Fitz with his family (!) as his last wish

-Fitz to finally realize and accept what “no limits” means with Beloved after an entire trilogy where this is a central theme and raise him from the dead because he refuses to live in a world that he isn’t part of, and then for this to not matter at all because Beloved decides actually he’s just an obstacle to Fitz’s true love Molly (?!) and leaves

-Fitz not being allowed to choose what he wants, because when he tries to choose Beloved he’s told no that’s not actually what’s good for you

-Molly not being able to choose if she would be ok with her ex bringing along his queerplatonic life partner because it’s already been decided for her that of course she wouldn’t

-Fitz getting lost in a Skill pillar for a month so he can’t have a rational discussion with Beloved about it as Prilkop the conveniently located agent of Clerres tells him all about how of course their Path is finished and staying by his Catalyst will only do harm

-Prilkop convincing Beloved that he should go back to Clerres, a place where he was physically and sexually abused before running away, because apparently it’s his job to fix them, and this actually working (!!!)

-Literally everyone in Fitz’s life, up to and including Burrich and Mollys eldest son who Fitz never speaks to on page again after this, pushing him to pursue her and telling him not to take no for an answer

-Molly and Burrich (actually Nettle) being granted Withywoods and a noble title by Patience so they no longer have to deal with the obvious issue of the class divide

-Molly magically accepting that he let her believe he was dead for 16 years and abandoned their daughter because he was upset she married someone else because her role in this book is to be his prize for completing the quest

-Neither Fitz nor Molly ever mentioning or even thinking about Burrich, his foster father and major formative influence and her husband of many years and father of her sons, except for a few passing references

So yeah, in a series where the characters generally act in believable ways even when it’s frustrating, this whole plot was just contrived as hell

[batcavescolony]

I love Dick in A Lonely Place of Dying like he's looking at Tim like he's a little curio, an interesting little boy. I imagine his internal dialogue is like:

Dick: *looking at Tim go all detective mode* he's so cute

Dick: *hearing Tim's Batman needs a Robin speech* he's got heart, he's gonna be great

Dick: *sees Tim all giddy about batthings* ok now we gotta keep him!

[almoststedytimetravel]

Ooooooo she looks sooooooo pretty!!!!! Her portrait was so awful in heroes, and now she looks so good. I am so normal about her.

[tamagoneko]

got a little bit lost in the sauce

don't think ill finish this but hey at least im drawing again right

[madilovrs]

Movie Night

Robin Buckley x fem!Reader

summary: you and robin sit next to each other while watching a movie and you, close to sleep, realize just how gorgeous she is

1.4k words

warnings: none really i don’t think

tumblr messing up my spacing part 4

There was nothing you'd rather do on a Friday night than watch a movie with your best friends. Sure, there were plenty of parties and other friends inviting you out, and you'd love to attend, but there was nothing more fun to you than weekly movie nights. Over the past 3 years of monster hunting, everyone in the party (plus the honorary older members that have been acquired throughout the years) looked forward to hanging out without the threat of Hawkins tearing open and the Upside Down peaking through. You all had decided to make it a weekly tradition after Vecna attacked the teens of Hawkins. This week was Pretty in Pink picked by "Nancy" (Steve). Usually, you would have been excited to see Pretty in Pink, it was one of your favorites, but you were in the mood for something more exhilarating for the night.

After graduating from Hawkins High School this past June, you had tried to get a job in town, but the only one that accepted you was Melvalds. It was a fine job, paid a good amount, and kept you busy, but it was boring, and while you were grateful for the 5 months without any life-threatening situations, the attacks did break the "Nothing Happens in Hawkins" reputation the small town had just 4 years ago. Recently, though, when nothing was happening, it was nice to watch a thrilling movie to get your heart rate up. You weren't gonna argue with watching it, though. The group had a careful system of who got to pick the movie, implemented after the third or fourth movie night in which Dustin and Mike had an altercation over who should pick.

Since the last two people to pick the movies were you and Robin, you were banished to the floor, a fact that Steve was eager to remind you two of the minute you entered the house. So now here you all are, scattered across Steve's basement about 5 minutes into Pretty in Pink, and your eyelids were already dropping. You were on the cusp of slumber when Robin nudged your side.

"Hey, are you okay?" she asked you worriedly.

You tried to give her a coherent response but you really didn't have the energy to want to. You groaned lightly, not opening your eyes.

"I can't understand when you mumble, Y/N," she said lightly, nudging you again.

"God, you sound like my mom... or Steve." You both chuckled lightly. Steve, who was sitting on the couch you were leaning on, nudged your back with his knee, making you laugh harder. You finally picked your head up and looked at Robin. She was smiling humorously at you but you could tell she was worried. Robin had always been terrible at hiding her emotions. You sighed and relaxed your neck, your head lulling forward.

"What's going on? I thought you loved this movie," she questioned while tilting her head.

"I do..." was all Robin heard before you fell back into mumbling. Robin knew what you meant though and hummed in response.

"You know, you don't have to come here every week, you work your ass off, it's okay if you wanna get a headstart on your sleep sometimes."

You smiled, picking your head up again and looking at Robin. "I know, I love spending time with you guys though, no matter how tired I am or how boring the movie is."

"Whoa, did you just call Pretty in Pink boring? You must be exhausted," She nudged you again. Robin's reassuring smile then turned into a real one. A bright one. A beautiful one.

Has she always been this beautiful?

"Were glad you're here, but you need your rest sometimes."

"Thank you for worrying, Robin, but-"

"Can you guys be quiet? We're trying to watch a movie," Dustin snapped from across the room, the popcorn in his hands flying wildly as he gestured his hands. You and Robin looked at each other and started giggling before settling back into the bottom of the couch, more comfortable than before.

You made it maybe 10 more minutes into the movie before relaxing onto Robin's shoulder and letting sleep overcome you. Robin sighed and rested her head on yours, feeling more comfortable than either of you had felt in a long time.

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When you had woken up, the basement was empty with the exception of you and Robin in the same position as you had been so many hours before. Without moving your head, you glanced at the digital clock next to the television.

6:32 AM

You shut your eyes for a long time, dreading getting up to drive home, only to have to get ready for work. Robin must have noticed your sudden tensity, for she started to stir.

"Mmm, Y/N," she groaned and rolled her head from you to the now empty couch. You picked your head up slowly and stretched your sore neck. Still slightly groggy with sleep, you look over at Robin.

How is she even more beautiful when she's asleep?

You sighed deeply and tilted your head while admiring her beauty before standing and stretching your stiff body. Begrudgingly, you left her to make some breakfast in Steve's kitchen.

Out of the corner of your eye, while munching on a bland piece of toast, you saw Robin stumbling into the room. 

"Morning sunshine," you said blandly, smiling at the disheveled girl while starting the coffee maker. She grumbled in response, slumping against the counter. "Sleep well?"

"I always sleep well next to you," she smiled lightly, looking down at her feet, "but, maybe it would've been better if we had laid down, my neck hurts so bad."

You giggled at her before fully realizing what she had said. I always sleep better next to you. The thought of the possible romantic intention behind it made your stomach flutter. You looked down at your feet and smiled into our toast.

"Enjoying my coffee?"

You and Robin both looked up startled to find Steve standing in the doorway, one hand on his hip, the other rubbing his eye. Robin glanced at you with a playful smile before returning her gaze downward.

"Thanks for letting us stay the night, Steve," you said with a smile, putting down the coffee cup.

"Yeah, yeah, don't mention it," He waved his hand as he spoke, his eyes flicking between you and Robin. "Hey, uh, you guys need a ride home?"

"Oh no no, I drove last night, I'll be outta here in a second," you smiled, suddenly feeling overwhelmingly like a burden.

"I do, Steve," Robin looked up and smiled awkwardly.

You and Steve exchanged a glance. He raised his eyebrows once. You returned it with a confused look. He tilted his head annoyed and rolled his eyes.

"Uh, well since Y/N is already driving herself home, Im sure she can take you."

"Uh, oh yeah. Yeah! I-I can!" you stumbled over your words. Robin's face brightened exponentially.

"Oh great!" She smiled at you, almost longingly, if you had to put it into words. Steve's cough interrupted the moment.

"Okay, well, you two lovebirds have fun, I'm gonna go back to my comfy bed."

You and Robin exchanged a glance, both blushing furiously. Steve examined the scene and turned to go back up the stairs.

"Let's get going, shall we?" you said awkwardly. Robin nodded and followed you out of the house.

"Hey about what Steve said-" you began once you were both sitting in your car.

"Don't worry about it! Steve's a dick, he'll say anything if he thinks it'll make me awkward. Plus, were like the only girls who like girls that he knows so, of course, he's gonna do something-" Robin rushed out, but couldn't finish her thoughts because of your interruption.

"Why would what he said make you awkward?" You feigned innocence.

"Oh! Uh, I don't know what I was thinking, sor-" She wasn't able to finish her apology before you managed to place a swift kiss on her lips.

"Whoa mama," Robin chuckled nervously, "ew, why did I say that- you know what, I don't care." She kissed you again, all of the pent-up emotion she had been harboring for you finally escaping. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time," Robin said, leaning her forehead against yous. You both sat there in Steve's driveway, smiling and as happy as could be.

[dunadaan]

The curse of trying to make dúnedain men is trying to make “tall, dark haired, grey eyed” look uniquely different without being mistaken for each other