#HAPPY ANNIVERSARY BABS

[mutalune]

I didn’t wait until the weekend I went to build a bear yesterday and it was great and even better is the online order I put in ages ago got here SO I DELIGHTEDLY INTRODUCE YOU TO…

Jim!!!!!! My most precious boy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

[dibs4ever]

Death Anniversary part2

While Barbara was on the phone with Alfred Nathan walked to the French doors.

Slowly he opened the door, peering his little head outside to look at his father. Dick was staring absently out in the empty yard, slowly swinging back and forth.

Nathan found it unusual that his father didn’t realize he was there

“Daddy,” the 6-year-old said softly

Dick turned to look at him “Oh hey son” he spoke softly.

Nathan stepped out closing the door “I wanted to say hi” he spoke

Dick looked at him questionably “Hi?”

Nathan shrugged

Dick smiled softly “Come here” he patted the space beside him on the swing

Nathan climbed onto the white swing sitting beside his father

Dick put an arm around his son’s waist and then pulled him into his lap hugging him tightly, he rested his chin on his son's shoulder

“You know I love you so much right?” He whispered

Nathan nodded “Yeah and I love you Dad” he turned his head to look at his father, noticing sadness in his eyes

Nathan touched his father’s cheek with one hand “Daddy I know why you’re sad and just know mommy and I are gonna take care of you.”

Dick cracked a small smile “Oh yeah? Mommy has always been good at that.��

There was a beat of silence as Dick continued to make the swing rock slowly back and forth “Did your mom tell you why I’m out of it today.”

Nathan nodded “I’m sorry”

Dick shook his head “Don’t be, nothing you can do about it, son.”

The boy shrugged “I can still be sorry. Even if I can’t do anything, Because I love you Daddy I can be sorry you’re sad.”

Dick chuckled lightly “How can you look so much like me yet sound so much like your mother.”

Nathan smiled “Like mommy says Me and Leah are the best parts of you and her.”

Dick ruffled his son's hair “That’s right”

The boy was quiet for a moment “Are you the best parts of your mom and dad?” He asked timidly

Dick bit his lip “Ummm I’d like to think so” he didn’t have the heart to tell his son he didn’t remember those kinds of details about his parents. “They would have loved you, and your sister….and your mom”

Nathan smiled “I would have had a grandma! I have 2 grandpas….and a great-grandpa. But no grandmas.”

Dick shrugged feeling a bit of his upbeat personality shine through “Selina is kinda like a grandma?” he waited for his son's reaction

The boy wrinkled his nose and shook his head “Selina is Grampie’s friend but she doesn't act like a grandma.”

Dick chuckled “I’d have to agree with you there Babs….your mom. Used to tease me that she was like my stepmom and I felt the same way.”

As if on cue the door opened to reveal Barbara “There you two are. Nate-I got the recipe from Grandfather Alfred, would you like to go to the grocery store with me to get the ingredients?”

He looked at his dad and shook his head “No Mommy; why don't you take Leah? I'm going to hang out with Dad”

Barbara smiled “All alright you two but remember have a family movie snuggle day scheduled !”

Dick smirked “Family, movie snuggles with Alfred’s cookies?”

Nathan nodded “Yup Mommy and I planned it. Does that make you happy?” he asked hopeful

Dick looked down into his blue eyes “It makes it better.” he assured kissing his son's forehead “Im so lucky to have a son like you

Nathan reached up hugging his son's neck “And I'm lucky to have a dad like you.”

[zahri-melitor]

October Solicits (because this set is actually worth discussing):

My biggest question over the Absolute Line is whether the Trinity being defined by their losses is because "they have just entered a new universe and have none of their background supports" or whether it is "they have grown up without any of the things listed".

Because "Batman, but poor and alone" or "Wonder Woman without the Amazons" are different premises if these have NEVER existed, or if they're just not accessible (heck, Rucka's Wonder Woman Rebirth is 'Wonder Woman without the Amazons').

I am interested in the fact that Wonder Woman potentially looks like "what if Diana was Bana-Mighdall", but then, that's the point of Artemis, when Artemis is used properly.

Batman: ahaha yesss time for Eddie to go legit OR 'legit' for a bit, he's been a big bad too often in the last 15 years, time to come be an annoying detective for a while.

Action Comics: look I think this is selling me on picking it up, at least to try, though along with everyone else I'm wondering at the weekly start. I really hope it's not on weekly for an extended period and he's just frontloaded the work, because to my eye Waid's got 6 comic issues coming out this month

Detective Comics: I am totally picking this up, just to see what they're doing.

Nightwing: also finally starting current Nightwing as I might as well pick up at a new run. I am cautiously interested but it appears like it will be a big tonal shift.

Catwoman: I am also cautiously interested in this, especially given my look into Grønbekk's prior work gives me a really weird read on what this run might entail. Will sample.

Green Arrow: which numbering system are we picking up for #350, as my rough calculation does not match (I think they're including both #0s in this count but not One Million) and if you're willing to do this, WHERE IS THE CATWOMAN ANNIVERSARY ISSUE. That said, will keep reading. I will miss Izaakse on art. I sort of hope Condon can write a plot that moves faster than Williamson's.

Flash: THEY ARE GOING TO SKARTARIS OH HAPPY DAY FOR MEEEEEEEE.

Batman & Robin: look PKJ on this is probably the best possible option for my own preferences in Damian storytelling, so I am very interested in what he plans to do.

Birds of Prey: EXTREMELY happy Babs is being sold as Oracle on the cover of this (coloured green too!), delighted to see Onyx in the title, and I'm so proud of Cass going undercover again. That's always fun.

Batman: The Brave and the Bold: oh look DC remembered that Aquaman exists.

World's Finest: ...at least it's not more interdimensional imps.

Shazam!: switching focus to Freddy for a bit, I see, between his new powers AND roadtrip - which means the Shazvan.

Batman & Robin Year One: look. I think it looks promising. I think they could have found a more interesting name for a crime boss than The General. I also think Waid might have WAY too much on his plate.

Poison Ivy/Swamp Thing: okay okay time for me to find out what all the fuss over the G. Willow Wilson run is about.

Jenny Sparks: my teeth are so gritted over this title. I am trying it, because she's my Jenny, but everything about it is raising alarm bells.

[crimson-flash]

TOA Anniversary Munday Post

haha i haven't even been here for a month

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

Name: Penny

Pronouns: She/them

Birthday (no year): 8/19

Where are you from? What is your time zone?: I'm from the United States of 'Merica, Georgia in particulary.

How long is your roleplay experience? Uh, outside of Roblox, and a little bit of Amino, I basically have none, so a month!

How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? I was introduced to roleplaying when I entered a Big Brother RP amino thingy when I was 12, and I won the whole thing while mascaraing as like double my age. It was crazy back then.

How were you introduced to TOA?: I was looking at Joshua art, and then I stumbled across an old Joshua muse which lead me to TOA. I know it sounds a bit crazy.

Do you have any pets?: I have a dog named Mellow! I will protect him with my life. He is my pride and joy.

What is your favorite time of year and why? (Season, holiday, general period): Favorite season is Fall, favorite holiday is Christmas, and my favorite general period of time is whenever I don't have school.

What is your IRL occupation? I don't have a job at the moment, I am just a simple high school senior.

Some interests and things you like/enjoy? I enjoy coding little games, I like romhacking and just seeing my edits change the game, it's kinda like magic, lol. I enjoy going for walks, and racing other people, I also enjoy sleeping, who doesn't.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? Pokemon, Stardew Valley, Wildermyth, Ace Attorney, Smash Bros, Mario Kart, Kirby

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Water, Vaporeon (NOT IN THAT WAY)

Tell us some funfacts and trivia about yourself! Oh, a fun fact? uhhhhh

How did you get into Fire Emblem? I wanted to know where Marth from Smash Bros came from, so I decided I was going to play Awakening, and now I'm obsessed.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? I have played FE7, FE8, FE11, FE12, FE13, FE17

First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: FE13 was my first, and FE8 is my favorite!

List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! Nooo, I can't choose between my bab- Marisa, Henry, Clanne, Joshua, The 7th Platoon is it's own character right?

Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! It was Clanne when I was playing Engage and got really good growths and he MVP'd like the whole entire game.

Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳 A certain green-haired woman from a game I haven't even played yet.

If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays? - Awakening: My first S support was Anna, and I would probably S support my baby Henry now. - Fates: N/A - Three Houses: N/A - Engage: My first S support was Ivy, but now it's probably Panette.

Favorite Fire Emblem class? Armor Knight

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? I would be a reclassable very flexiable unit, but I would always been just below-average in everything, so just like very disappointing. One speed from doubling, and one attack from killing, but I force that luck will always be in my favor.

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Yellow Team! Uhm, I mean Golden Deer

If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? Boons: Reason, Faith. Banes: Axes, Flying (fear of heights), Heavy Armor, Budding Talent: Bows

If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? Solm! I really love Solm and it's characters, it's like Jehanna if it was cool, and didn't have a queen who died in a pretty stupid way and didn't fight back EVEN THoUGH SHE'S A TRAINED SWOR-

How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔(separate letters, to-ah, other?): T-O-A, I will not accept any other pronouncations. 

[shakespeareallanpoe]

Batfamily Secret Santa

With the holidays coming up here's my headcanon for what each of the batfamily members would get each other if they were doing a secret Santa. (And yes, I know Bruce is canonically Jewish, but I believe either Tim or Dick are some denomination of Christian so I'd imagine they have a mixed holiday celebration at the manor)

Bruce (got Stephanie)

Ok so Bruce is super generous on a good day and I can't imagine Steph wouldn't be dropping hints since Thanksgiving, so he'd probably give her everything she asked for plus a new movie Wayne manor doesn't have, so after the celebration they could watch it together as a one-on-one bonding thing since he's pretty big on quality time in some versions.

Dick (got Bruce)

Bruce really doesn't expect anything for the holidays which is perfect because I have this headcanon that Dick is actually really bad with giving gifts. Someone bullied your little sister? Not on his watch. Life advice? He'll pull from his past experiences to tell you what not to do. Emotional support? Bro he's there. But birthday/anniversary/holiday gifts? Expect a mug with Snoopy's face because you both watched Charlie Brown together once. In July. He's just that kind of gift giver. So I'm thinking Dick would get Bruce a dinosaur themed 1,000 piece puzzle because Bruce likes dinosaurs and he likes puzzles so boom! Match made in heaven, ya boi is a genius. 😎

Barbara (got Jason)

Babs is a pretty practical person so her secret Santa to Jason probably consisted of a gift bag with manly smelling body wash, a gift card to Barnes & Noble, and a CD mixtape of Jason's Spotify favorites so he can pop it into a car and listen to it during long car rides.

Duke (got Damian)

So Duke is a pretty creative person when he's passionate about a project and his ideas are definitely one of a kind, but I think for some time he would really struggle with coming up with a secret Santa for Damian because he isn't all that close with Robin. He knew Damian appreciated weapons but he's also the type of person to not want Damian to think that weapons are all he is by getting him one. Presents for Damian's pets are off the table since Damian spoils them on every day of the year, so Duke would probably gift Damian something for the child he is, since Damian never had a childhood. Maybe a telescope so Damian could look at the stars with his family on clear nights. Just like what Duke's mom gave him as a boy for the holidays one year.

Cass (got Dick)

Cass didn't receive material gifts for most of her life so she probably enlisted Alfred's help. Given that the butler knows Dick pretty well, they decided to give him a gift basket with blue ribbon that had a T-shirt of his favorite band, some flash fuzzy socks (Wally would approve), and his favorite holiday candy. Dick is really more of a quality time kind of person if you want to make him to feel special, so it didn't need to be elaborate anyway.

Jason (got Cass)

I don't care how much people try to make Jason into a sexist, ignorant-to-the-fine-arts kind of person. Jason doesn't give a fuck about gender stereotypes and he loves learning, especially about classical things like literature or fine arts. For his secret Santa to Cass he got them both tickets for a weekend trip to Russia to see a ballet in person in one of the grandest cities in Russia. Cass has obviously been to many places across the world, but it was always for a mission and nothing more. For the holidays, Jason gifted her two days where they could travel and explore the culture, living like locals or being those stereotypical tourists just for shits and giggles. Just a few days without work to relax and live happy lives as regular people. When Cass got her gift Jason pulled her aside afterwards to explain it, so she wouldn't cry in front of everyone. And she did cry. Just a little. So did Jason.

Tim (got Duke)

Tim wouldn't think too hard about Duke's gift since he knows the people Duke hangs out with. Or could find them. Getting Duke a gift was as simple as casually running into Duke's friends and asking them about what Duke likes. Not that he or Duke's friends ever mentioned this to Signal, so when he opened his secret Santa and found some hyper-specific things amongst some more generic gifts, he began to wonder just how much Tim knew about his life.

Stephanie (got Babs)

Steph is absolutely the type of person to get someone for Christmas something they want themselves. So a lot of the gifts Bruce gave her look similar to what Babs got from Steph. Not that she means anything by it, but in her mind if it's worth wanting, someone else close to her probably wants it too. And Babs doesn't mind. She already bought herself a new desk light after the old one got knocked down one too many times, so it doesn't matter if she has a cute keychain to go on it.

Damian (got Tim)

Regardless of his age I think a younger sibling will always be a younger sibling. Damian would probably give Tim a large fancy gift bag filled with tissue paper... and nothing else. He'd do it just to see Tim's reaction to rifling through the bag for several moments to come up empty. Then, when Tim admits defeat, Damian would hand over a gift he asked Jon to pick up for Connor, nicely wrapped with Tim's forged signature and everything. He wasn't about to get Tim a gift but it's okay because he knew Tim would've somehow forgotten to get his boyfriend a holiday gift anyway. (And he did)

[dmercer91]

i forget when your date ends for the request thing, but with babs resigning i’ve been hit with another black cat idea

black cat!reader being so excited for adam, but knowing the history around babcock.

and she doesn’t ever tell him that she’s nervous for him, or anything

but the minute she sees the tweet she goes to luca all emotional (and maybe some of the other guys see her emotional), or she’s immediately on the phone with adam in relief

*cue luca falling even more in love with her, which he wasn’t even aware was possible*

i believe this was sent after the celly was up but au talk is my favourite so instead we get me rambling on and on cause my brain is like a tree branch

(i switched it up a little <3 love you)

landen is in like a suspiciously good mood for the whole day after she sees the tweet that he was expected to resign and from context she knows it pretty much means he was fired

luca, who woke up in her bed that morning was obviously the first to notice and after a while he’s like.. i missed our anniversary or something. it’s somebodies birthday. what have i fucked up that she doesn’t know i fucked up yet

and then he grows the balls to ask her what’s got her so excited

and she’s just like ‘mike babcock had to resign :)’

and he’s so relieved for himself and then once he thinks it a little further he’s like. awh. she was worried about adam

a lot of the other guys ask and she says the same thing with the same cute little smile like it’s a holiday

she does go straight to adam and be like :))) i’m so happy. his vibes were so bad. and he’s like this happened cause actual things happened, denny?? and she’s like

well regardless, his vibes were egregious

[dimiotouole]

Alright y'all, to celebrate splat 3 (albeit a little late by the time I can actually do this) I wanna sketch some of y'alls ocs!! You can reblog this with a picture of your bab and I'll draw them when I'm able. (Shouldn't be more than a week or so!)

Happy anniversary y'all, and good game to all who participated in the fest!

Oh and this is completely optional, but tell me a little bit about your ocs! I'd love to get to know them a little bit! :D

[ducktoonsfanart]

Duckverse and Looney Tiny Toons - Huey, Dewey and Louie and Daffy Duck Birthday Easter Party

If you know from my previous drawings, in order not to have the same theme, and judging by the previous vote from the Ducklooney blog, I decided to draw more Duckverse drawings with various crossovers, so I started with Warner Bros. primarily with Looney Tunes and Tiny Toons.

Yes, since I'm not just drawing about Disney, here's something outside of that and about three events. First, Easter which was currently, secondly Huey, Dewey and Louie's birthday which is celebrated on April 15th and thirdly, Daffy Duck's birthday which is celebrated on April 17th. Everyone celebrates holidays and birthdays together. Yes, I wanted to add more characters, but unfortunately not all of them would fit in this drawing. So I drew a fusion of the classic Disney universe (Mickey and friends) with the Looney Tunes gang plus Tiny Toons. Besides Huey, Dewey and Louie and Daffy, there are also Donald and Daisy Duck, Melissa Duck (Daffy's girlfriend), Plucky Duck (Daffy's student and partly Daffy's nephew (according to my headcanon)), Shirley the Loon, April, May and June Duck (Daisy's nieces, drawn after Dutch comics), Buster Bunny, Babs Bunny, Max Goof, Hampton J. Pig (Porky's student), Porky Pig, Goofy, Lola Bunny and Bugs Bunny. And Daffy saw a golden egg on the cake, which means wealth and money. Except he didn't go on the attack right away! XD

I hope you like this crossover and once again I wish everyone a Happy Easter and a Happy Birthday to both Donald's nephews and Daffy Duck. Yes, Daffy is the best duck for me, along with Donald! And a happy belated Chinese New Year, and this year is the year of the rabbit! And yes, happy 100th anniversary to both Warner Bros and Disney!

And there will be more surprises!

[feathersketchcreations]

it's almost June 23rd which is the 5 year anniversary for me and my boyfriend Capn'Scrunches! as a gift, I drew an art piece for him based of an interraction we had at LVL up expo convention in April! I met and talked to Georgina Leahy, (Stella's voice actress!) like 3 times because apart from the CHARACTER stella, Georgina was SUCH a sweetheart. the first time I met her I was alone, and I met her before the other voice actors, and I actually was so happy meeting a voice actor for the first time that I actually teared up and cried in front of her and Morgana Ignis, but they were so sweet and I told them it was my first time being at a convention!! the 3rd time I said hi to Georgina, I introduced her to Christian and said "this is my boyfriend!" and she actually got up in his face saying "Helloooo boyfrienddd!! boyfriendddd hellooo! look at me boyfrienddd! why aren't you looking at me boyfrienddd??" and omg his face was SOOO RED. I've been wanting to draw the reenactment this entire time but I was saving it for our 5 year anniversary! Happy anniversary bab, heres to hoping for 5 more!!! <3 one step at a time! I had an amazing time with you in april, and I can't wait to go with you to the comicon in Grand Rapids Michigan in November!! I wanna meet millies VA :3 we didnt meet her at vegas. Love you bab. <3 Art (c) mine Stella (c) vivziepop #helluvaboss #helluvabossoc #helluvabossfanart #helluvabossstella

[professor-bab]

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

I MISSED THE 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF PROFESSOR BAB HELLO HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU DINGUS IDIOT I'LL GET BACK TO YOU EVENTUALLY

[alan-duarte]

TIMING: April 1st LOCATION:  The Crypt of Annalise (aka Nora’s Home) PARTIES: Alan @alan-duarte &Nora @honeysmokedham SUMMARY: Happy 20th Birthday Nora! CONTENT WARNINGS: none

Today was a special day. Nora had gone dumpster diving specially for it. There was a local bakery that threw out all of its day-old goodies and Nora was up bright and early to snag the goods before anyone else. Excellent. The crypt Nora called home was haphazardly decorated. Hand drawn posters and streamers were messily tapped to the marble walls. Babadook even showed up in a party hat Nora crafted for him out of some old chip bags. Now all of this might seem like a lot, but Nora had even taken care to clean up the crypt to make a nice space in the middle. Since Nora never had guests she generally left her sleeping bag spread out, her art supplies all over the place and the backpack that held everything she owned in the world turned out in a pile of clutter. Today, she tidied it all up to make a presentable party place. 

“Are you ready Babs?” Nora asked, slipping into a cross legged sitting position. In front of her was an assortment of pilfered pastries. A few of the ghosts friends Nora had made slipped in through the walls and ceiling. “Happy birthday to me,” Her monotone voice wasn’t very good at singing but Babadook really carried the song with his mournful howling. The ghost chorus really tied the rest of it together. “Happy birthday to me.” She wasn’t sure if she was really happy it was her birthday, if she was being honest. “Happy birthday dear me.” But in this lifetime she would only turn twenty once. “Happy birthday to me.” 

Ah, what a sunny, beautiful Saturday this was. Alan had plans to get to the aerodrome later today, enjoy the fair weather from above, but before he got to it, the man had made it his mission to find the young girl who had stolen his meal and hadn't even had the decency to apologize when he had generously offered to pay for these few words of repentance. He hadn't asked for the Moon, and in exchange, had found himself confronted by a cheeky girl with no manners or sense of decency.

She probably didn't expect him to be able to track her down so easily : the girl exuded a disgusting stench, and he could have done it with his eyes closed.

Alan wanted an apology, and he would have an apology. He had also brought in a bag some provisions, because although he was a perfect asshole, his reputation was that of someone generous for those who had not heard of his greed, and he intended to prove her absolutely wrong. Never mind if his generosity was only there to prove he was right. Anyway, that's what he liked to pretend. It was better than admitting he gave a fuck.

At the insistance of Analise herself, the owner of the body whose final resting place was the crypt, Nora constructed herself a party hat out of trash. “No party is ever complete without the birthday girl being special.” The ghost had told her, hovering close and smiling. Nora didn’t know what made this birthday special. It marked the two year anniversary of running away from everything she ever knew and setting up a life for herself. A life away from money, people and most of all a social media account with a lot of followers. For whatever reason Nora had made a new social media for the town itself. She figured she’d use it to troll people and figure out where she could get her next meals. What it was, was never that serious.

Nora was about to take a bite of her pastries when Annalise stopped her again. “You didn’t blow out the candles dear. You sang a song but you didn’t light the candles and blow them out.” It wsa true because Nora had realized she didn’t have a lighter. How was she going to light the candles without a lighter. In the moment Nora decided she didn’t want to fight Annalise on that.  So she cracked open the stolen candles and started spelling out ‘Happy Birthday Nora’ on all the make shift pastries. Honestly? It looked like a mess.

Her scent took him toward the cemetery, and though Alan wasn’t one too easily spooked, he heard enough stories about those places, the same sorts of stories he didn’t believe about the woods until he got bitten and thought for certain he was going to die. Ever since that day, he had made the choice to take those tales a lot more seriously. 

“Of course you’d live in a fucking crypt,” with a roll of his eyes, Alan stuck one hand in his pocket, the other holding onto the grocery bag. He had traded his suit with something more suited to hunting down a demon dressed as a smelly child : a comfortable merino blend sweater and a pair of cotton trousers that allowed more movement than slacks. 

Falling quiet as he thought he’d heard something, the familiar words of the Happy Birthday song reached his ears. It wasn’t the best cover of it he’d heard, perhaps because the voice singing it grated his ears already, and, as he pushed the door to the crypt, Alan, quite frankly, told himself he had never seen something so sad and pathetic than that time he had the misfortune to run into Ben Shapiro while on vacation on the west coast.

“See, I told you you could use the ten dollars,” he pointed out, leaning his weight against the doorway.

Nora had grown too complacent. She should have been paying attention. Or at the very least she should have had some ghosts friends paying attention. A collective ‘Ooo she’s in trouble.’ threaded its way through the ghost chorus as Nora leaped up, whipping around to face the door. It was that man from the other day. The man who’s sandwich she’d taken and then had the nerve to ask her for an apology. “What are you doing here?” Anger seethed under her monotone voice. Her face did a good job keeping her placid expression. “You’re not welcome here.” A hand jumped to trash party hat at the top of her head and tossed it to the ground.

Behind Nora, Babadook raised his hackles. The yeth hound’s tentacles moved towards the intruder. There was something embarrassing being caught throwing herself a small birthday party. But what did she have to be embarrassed about? This was the life that she had chosen for herself. The one she had wanted away from everyone. Just her and her dog. “Get out. I don’t need your fucking ten dollars.” Nora’s hands clenched into fists.

"Well, perhaps you should have thought about that when you decided to be extremely rude to me," he pointed out. Alan's eyes darted toward her hands, expecting her to throw something his way, although it was all the more devastating to instead watch her throw her crafty hat to the floor, so much that he kept to himself how he had managed to follow her trail. The man's eyebrows furrowed and he decided to ignore her protest. "I'm pretty sure neither of us are supposed to be in here," he didn't glance toward the tombstone, keeping his eyes on her instead.

Upset people could be unstable, and Alan didn't plan for anyone to get hurt.

"Maybe you don't, but I need an apology," he raised his hand, shaking the brown paper bag he held. "And I suppose you can do it for free. Consider this a birthday present," ha, well that was just him being incredibly lucky, wasn't it? What were the odds? “How does that sound?”

He had tracked her down to demand an apology while trying to shove his pity upon her. Something broke in Nora as she saw that brown paper bag swinging there. “Get out.” Her voice was soft, tight with anger. “Get out.” The monotone was beginning to unravel revealing nothing but adolescent rage. “GET OUT.” This was the loudest her voice had been in years, it trembled with the effort. “GET. OUT.” Her hadn was out stretched pointing towards the door. “GET! OUT!”

The fury took over. The bear came out. Her good pair of clothes ripped as white fur sprouted over her body. Her face elongated. Her hands turned into paws with claws. My Nora, what big teeth you have. All the better to eat the mothefucker who broke into her home, she thought to herself. The bear stood there. A part of herself felt disgust that she shifted that easily. A disgusting disgrace of a creature who couldn’t control her state of being. The ghosts swarmed closer, watching this drama with interest. It had to be the most interesting thing they’d seen in years. Babadook joined in the bear’s yoddeling with his own mournful howl. It was becoming a very loud cacophony of noise. 

What this man hadn’t known before entering this crypt was he was following a monster and she wold make him shit his pants, pee himself and cry for his mother. Nora started to barrel towards him. She had no intent on actually running into him. She just wanted him to start running.

The screaming made him quietly reflect on the difficulties he had faced with his first husband when they'd tried to adopt. Was this the sound of good life choices Alan was hearing here? This was not the sort of volume he would have tolerated in his home.

“Alright, there’s no need to fuss,” he began, holding his hands up and slowly lowering himself to set his ‘present’ on the floor : shampoo and a bar of soap, a box of wipes and enough granola bars for a few days. But while he did so, a set of worrying sounds started to echo in the thick walls of the crypt. What the fuck. His eyes darted toward her pet, who had to be perhaps the ugliest thing he had ever seen in his life, right after Ben Shapiro, once again. “You’re fu-'' Of course he’d have to run into someone who was just like him. And a bear. Not just like him then. But pretty damn close, right?

Eyes wide, he took a cautious step back, but as she started to barrel his way, Alan figured he’d defend himself in the only way available to him now. He didn’t register yet that she didn’t make much of a fuss over her limbs, her flesh, every part of her rearranging themselves in a new way. Alan never was so quiet when he turned, and as the man turned to wolf, his cries matched her angered words of rejection. 

The scent of fear coming off of the man was gratifying. He smelt like the home she’d left behind; expensive cologne and soap mixed in with his delicious fear. It was reminiscent of everything she’d left behind. Nostalgia pinged inside her mixing in with the rage and disgust Nora felt for herself. However, missing her fathers wasn't going to make her stop. It wasn't enough to soothe the sea of anger that raged through her. All it did was make her hate him more for reminding her of the choices she'd made.

What did make her pause were his cries. Before Nora's eyes, he went from a human into a wolf. Just like her. Well, obviously not just like her. He was a wolf, and she was some sort of sad excuse for a polar bear. Nora skidded to a halt. Emotion drained from her in that instance, leaving behind nothing but wonder. 

The bear must have stood there staring for at least five minutes. Someone like her. In her twenty years of existence that had never happened before. The bear shed away. Mass shed away leaving behind Nora. Small, naked, shivering. Most of all transfixed. She reached out with a trembling hand to touch the wolf. "What are you." Her voice was back to its monotone. Every bit of anger she'd just held had fled just like that. This discovery was so life-changing that she couldn't even remember what she had been angry about. 

A low growl escaped from the werewolf's jaw as he stared her down. Terrified as he might have been with the sight of her, Alan felt a large urge to stand his ground and try not to let it show. Lips drawn, the wolf snarled, a constant sound locked in his chest as he remained bolted on his forepaws, his thick grey fur bristling as if to threaten her to step back. 

Unnerving as it might have been, to stand still in front of such a terrifying creature, Alan let out a sigh of relief as the girl shrank back to her petite form, and didn’t dare move at all as she approached him. Pushing his snout against her palm, Alan lowered his head at last, and having well realized that he would have to get back home completely naked (did he have at least a coat in his car? He knew he had rubber boots for muddy lots…), began the painful process of shifting back to his human self, but not before cowering in a corner if only not to flash a child with his lack of modesty. 

“I should return the question to you,” he pointed out, holding up a piece of stinky polyester (fucking kill him already) against his chest. With furrowed brows he looked her in the eyes and sighed. “You’ve heard of us. Werewolves,” he sighed.

“Werewolves are real.” It was a statement and a question all at once. Unlike the modest Alan making efforts to cover himself up, Nora seemed completely unaware to the nudity of the situation. Instead she stood there in wonder. She wasn’t the only monster in the world. Werewolves were real. Did that make her a werebear? “I’m a werebear.” Nora decided in that moment. “I think. I don’t actually know.” I never met anyone like me. She couldn’t get herself to say the words out loud. 

Babadook came up to Nora offering her a large shirt clenched in his mouth. Nora, finally noticing, put it on. “You’re a werewolf.” Nora repeated. She seemed more stunned then anything. “How did you find out you were a werewolf?” The word kept tumbling out of her mouth. Despite her voice returning to its natural monotone, excitement was racing through her body. Werewolf. Werebear. “Do you know other wereb-” She stopped herself, switching words midsentence. “werewolves”

"Well, I am real," he confirmed with a slight grimace. He sure wished sometimes he never got bit. That had cost him his first marriage and it certainly had changed him, that sort of raw power. Amused by her attempt to come up with a name for her condition, Alan pursed his lips to keep that smile off his face, eyes avoiding her sight now. This being said, he couldn't have come up with a better name himself anyway.

"I am a werewolf," he nodded. That was his second time admitting to it in a minute, but he guessed that was shock speaking on her side (which was off coming from a bear child). "The hard way, I suppose." It was a full moon on a winter night, and Alan had barely managed to park on the side of the road when it finally kicked in. He'd woken up absolutely naked in the middle of the woods. Absolutely fantastic. Rubbing at his shoulder, where he kept the stigma from the bite, Alan shook his head as she asked of other werewolves. He had known some, but they had vanished, probably killed by hunters. "You'll need to be careful who you show your ... bear to. Some people don't mean you good."

"Werewolf." She repeated the word one more time. It was…Wow. In twenty years, of everyone she met. Who would have thought the jerk would be most like her. Nora was never a jerk to anyone, how weird that they could be so different yet so a like. The adrenaline was starting to fade from her system. Feeling weak kneed, Nora let herself drop to the ground. Absently she grabbed one of the birthday pastries, starting to eat it without taking the candle out. With everything going around in her head, she didn’t notice it. “The hard way?” Nora asked finally. “You weren’t born like that?” Nora was talking with her mouthful. Manners were never her strong suit. “I was born like this. Is being born hard?” 

“I don’t know if it’s easier for those born with it. I suppose it is,” Alan crossed his arms over his chest, doing his best to ignore how uncomfortable polyester felt against his skin. “I got bitten about ten years ago.” He had the precise date stuck in his head, but wasn’t the sort to share anything he considered personal. That just wasn’t him. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to ignore her questions, even if he kept his responses as short as possible.

“I will leave you be, for now. I’m borrowing your… sleeping bag,” a sigh escaped from his lips again. This was new, a werebear. Terrifying too. Yet, he couldn’t leave her to just fend for herself, could he? She made it very clear that she didn’t need his help, but maybe she wouldn’t mind that he gave the thing a good wash. 

“I’ll bring it back,” he wasn’t one for promises, but she had no reason to doubt that. 

Nora didn’t object when Alan left with her sleeping bag. The candle had made its way into her mouth and she didn’t object to that either. She was just sitting there in awe. Who knew that her 20th birthday would come with the best gift she could have asked for. The knowledge that she wasn’t alone. In that moment, just for that instant, Nora thought to herself maybe she wasn’t the disgusting monster she thought she was. 

[alwaysperdi]

Happy Anniversary Babs😘

Intrams-intrams ba😘

Thank you sa pa surprise😘

Stay strong lang satun babs, enjoy life bisan rayuanay bawi lang mag uli kaw, maubra ta gd gusto ta kag imaw si grey. Thank you sa inyo jan kamo para mag cheer up sakun thru ups and downs. I love you sawa ko😘 @coachtopitch

[golden--doodler]

Hello dear! I’m here to ask what are some of your wilder headcanons? Like maybe this has no basis in canon (or just a shred of a basis) but you still believe it wholeheartedly? For any fandom you want!

An ask? For little ol’ me? 🥺

Thank you so much, Babs!

Okay, one of my wilder Bob’s Burgers headcanons that might have been debunked by canon and doesn’t have much basis in canon is that whether she’s aware of it or not, Linda is surprisingly good with math and numbers!

I just came up with this when I was bored one day, because the first method she used to remember her and Bob’s anniversary was the fact that nine is divisible by three.The reason I say this might have been debunked by canon is because in the movie, she tells Gene she really winged it on his math homework. Also, whenever a math problem needs solving, she tends to yell out four for no reason.

Despite that, in my heart, she’s great with numbers. Not to mention the fact that she has this whole crazy system with banks so the family can pay the bills, so she has to be at least somewhat good with math, right? I just really like the idea of the family needing to solve some complex math problem for some reason, and Linda is able to solve it in her head in two seconds, and she’s like “Why’s everyone staring at me like that? It was pretty easy.”

Another random, kind of wild headcanon that I think I’ve mentioned at least once before is that Gene not only inherited Bob’s love of food, but movies, too! I like to believe he becomes a total film buff like Bob. But he enjoys super strange, artsy, perhaps even foreign films. He gets confused by them but thinks they’re amazing. He can spout off facts on obscure movies on a whim. No one will have any idea what he’s referencing, but he doesn’t care, he’s just having a good time. Bob, however, will know what he’s referencing, and be super happy.

Bob was able to scrape up enough money to take him to a foreign film festival once, and they had the best time. Gene sometimes has trouble keeping up with subtitles on occasion, so Bob helped him out by whispering to him some of the lines he missed. Gene got so inspired that he attempted to make a film much like the ones he saw at the festival, but it was atrocious. Borderline unwatchable. Bob still loved it, though. (This is partially based off Me And Earl And The Dying Girl, but I tried putting my own spin on it).

Okay, final one (because I’ve got to cut myself off somewhere), I like to believe that when Louise was a baby, she went missing one night, and everyone panicked, especially Bob and Linda. They kept thinking they were bad parents for losing her. It got to the point where they almost called the police to start a search, but they eventually found her hiding in one of the cupboards.

As it turns out, she was just being mischievous (and also thought they were playing hide and seek). They didn’t let her out of their sights for a long time. That scare caused Gene in particular to warm up to Louise after initially being jealous of all the attention she was getting as the new baby of the family (the whole “Gene initially being jealous of Louise” idea comes from @jimmypestojr).

[angels-and-demons]

Toby, two days before his wedding: Alright. Fine. Operation Frankie Bab is officially shelved. But, if we ever renew our vows, I swear, you'll be a fucking grizzly bear. Even if I have to make you a onesie myself!

Frank: Fine. Your… if you renew your vows on your, say, twentieth anniversary, I will be a bear and bring your rings down the aisle. Happy?

Toby: Very.

[Twenty years later...]

Frank: *opens a letter* what...?

[He remembers the events]

Toby, coming out from his hiding spot: Frank Sinatra Junior Zhang.

Frank: that is... not my full name - and you know that.

Toby: the time has come...

[Toby pulls out a folder labelled "secret" in red sharpie]

Toby: Operation Frankie Bab is in motion. All we need is a Frankie. So, whadaya say? Wanna be a Bab?

Frank: ...what does that even mean?

Toby: Oh, the full name for the project was Operation Frankie Build-A-Bear, but that was too wordy - so, I settled on Frankie Bab for short.

Frank: you know, you could've told me that that was what it was short for, like, two decades ago.

[originaltyphoonkryptonite]

Book Two: Nightwing's Light in Shadows Masterlist:

Prologue

Chapter 1: Happy Anniversary Of First Meetings

Chapter 2: Meeting The Justice League

Chapter 3: A Apple Away Doesn't Keep The Doctor Away

Chapter 4: The Doctor Needs A Doctor

Chapter 5: Shopping With Artemis Is Never A Good Idea

Chapter 6: Morning

Chapter 7: Mission Part 1: Caged Bird

Chapter 8: Mission Part 2(Finale): Rescued Bird

Chapter 9: Bachelor Parties Brings Future Trouble (Part 1)

Chapter 10: Bachelor Parties Brings Future Trouble (Part 2)

Chapter 11: Bachelor Parties Brings Future Trouble (Part 3: Finale)

Chapter 12: Bachelorette Party Surprise

Chapter 13: Crazy Overprotective Bats

Chapter 14: Chocolate Strawberry Cakes and Two Surprises

Chapter 15: Artemis, Will You Marry Me?

Chapter 16: The Wedding

Chapter 17: Unexpected Guests

Chapter 18: Monster-in-Law Vs. Batfamily

Chapter 19: No

Chapter 20: Time To Talk About Granny Melinda And Her Family

Chapter 21: Family Home

Chapter 22: Babs Spills The Beans

Chapter 23: The Dunkel Clan Comes To Town

Chapter 24: Talking To The Bats

Chapter 25: Planning

Chapter 26: Shadowy Rendezvous

Chapter 27: The Nanny

Chapter 28: Books

[call-me-strega]

I think I might decided to make an actual slide show for this and if I do here are some of the slides that will be featured:

Distinguishing my feelings abt the Joker from my feelings about killing (Bruce fucking hates the Joker and the Killing thing is about stuff outside that as well)

Who is Phantom (High King-in-Waiting of the Infintite Realms, New JL member, Danny Fenton, some of you have already met him actually)

Why would Phantom be the best option to kill the Joker (High King priveleges, justice in the after life, something abt soul shredder)

A sliding scale on who is in the appropriate age range to hit on Phantom (Some of you have met him and I’ve learned to recognize when you think a person is hot. As far as I know none of you are in relationship so pls keep this scale in mind if you try to flirt with him. Duke and Damian not even considered, much too young. Steph and Tim a bit younger, the age gaps iffy but acceptable. Cass and Jason are in the ideal age range. Dick and Babs are a bit older, age gap not bad but still kinda iffy)

Follow up slide where Bruce expresses that this doesn’t mean he’s telling them to date this guy, they can date who ever they want as long as they are happy and treated well bc that’s all he wants for them. (This causes them to gat derailed and have really sappy conversations for like 20 min before they decide that’s enough emotion for now.)

A list of dates he think would be suitable poetic and dramatic for the Jokers Demise (The anniversary of the first time the faught, the day the Joker fell into the chemicals that made him Joker, Jason’s Ressurection day, Barbara’s first day out of as Batgirl or Oracle, Duke’s gotcha day, Alfred’s birthday. Yes he is taking suggestions)

And probably some other stuff as well. I am open to suggestions if anyone actually wants to see this

Dc x Dp Prompt #19: The Slide Show

Bruce invites his kids to to the Manor saying he wants to show them something.

They are filled with dread when he starts pulling up a slide show

They are filled with confusion and anticipation when he pulls up one labeled “Moral, Ethical, and Legal Reasons I Can’t Kill The Joker But My New Co-Worker (and age appropriate love interest for at least 3 of you) Can” with a picture of said new co-worker: a young man, maybe in his mid-20s, who is obviously a meta and/or alien or other, in what seems to be King Regalia beating the shit out Darkseid, underneath.

For once in his life Bruce is trying his life to clearly communicate his thought process, repair his relationship with his family (*cough*Jason*cough*), and to let his kids know he’s chill with it when one of them inevitably tries to hit on this dude. Three birds with one stone really. (Plus he had Alfred approve the slide show before inviting the kids over so he has high hopes for the night!)