wait hang on… i’ve been informed by some close online friends that they heavily curate who they’re following 😢 i follow 317 people and i’ve pared that down heavily (but also i’ve followed like 100 random saw bloggers in the last two months lmao) so now i’m rly curious
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I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt
“Woah. You look like shit."
Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.
The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.
"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."
And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.
The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.
If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.
"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.
"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.
"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.
The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.
He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."
There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.
"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."
Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"
"Daniel? Is that you?"
His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.
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I have never been an athletic gymbro track student whatever a day of my goddamn life and yet I have always been strong as fuck.
Not fast, or coordinated, or fit, or with good endurance, just super dense muscle for no reason.
Like. My WHOLE life.
People used to try and pick me up as a toddler only to drop me cause I was unexpectedly heavy. At summer camp I could pick up ten-foot logs and carry them around on my shoulder while other kids needed a partner to help them. I can lift my 195lb brother off the ground. I can lift my 200lb father off the ground. I don't have a car so when I buy new furniture I often carry it home myself.
And I am NOT IN SHAPE. I can sprint, but im a terrible runner. I can't do push ups. Or burpees. It takes me like 50 minutes to run a 5k. I'm very lazy and spend most of my free time reading, painting, or thrift shopping.
But in anticipation of surgery I have begun lifting weights and yall. YALL. MY BICEPS CAME BACK IN A WEEK
WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF I WENT FULL BEAST MODE
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"Meanwhile in Zone 6, Party Poison, Jet Star, and Agent Cherri Cola were spotted dancing the night away with some of the lovely companion droids at Hyper-Thrust's. Careful boys, some of those Zone 6 droids started off as... Zone 1's."
They found an old camcorder and decided to have some fun! Not that the battery will last more than five minutes.
Anyways much love to @edenexxe , who requested an illustration of PP (GIVE ME ASKS PLEASE)!!
Please don't use my art for AI (although considering the amount of filters I hit this thing with, I doubt it would work anyways).
17 hours and 48 minutes, June 17-23
Tumblr absolutely crushed the quality, wow
I'm not very happy with the hair but it's alright 😭
^edited to sound less critical
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this is so tmi, you've been warned
I have a colonoscopy tomorrow, and part of the prep is that you can't eat anything solid or ingest anything non-transparent the day before. and you also have to take 4 laxative pills throughout the day, and drink 4L of this liquid laxative poison that SMELLS LIKE SOMETHING THAT WILL KILL YOU, and all of this makes you shit every 4-10 minutes until your body has turned inside out and all that's leaving you is clear drinkable water, and also you are THROWING UP because your butthole has been seared off by stomach acid and your stomach is all gross and empty and the LAXATIVE POISON MAKES YOU GAG BY SMELL ALONE. I successfully drank 1/4 of the container, and now every time I try to take another sip I either dry-gag or fully vomit. but if I don't finish the container, this will all be for nought and I'll have to do it again in a couple weeks :,)
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"Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime."
Larys does what no one has done for Aegon: he's teaching him. he tells him the harsh truth, which hurts. Otto and Alicent did it too. but the difference is that Larys also demonstrates to Aegon that he is not alone in his path and he will have his support, he is here to help, not harm. He doesn't look at him as useless, even when he's lying in bed unable to move. he sees potential in Aegon - a combination of the ability to listen and the desire to return what is due - which is why he gives him a weapon "your mind is all that remains to you", rather than a finished result.
Larys can manipulate, using his own experience and genuine pain, and sympathize with Aegon's situation at the same time, these are not mutually exclusive things, especially when Aegon showed him his respect by giving him a position on the council ("i should be glad of your talents") and when their fruitful cooperation will bring victory to both of them. Aegon will become Larys' greatest creation if Larys continues to teach him inner restraint and cunning.
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Jason *dying his hair black*: you know I started dying my hair before Robin.
Dick: yeah why?
Jason: their's like five red heads in Gotham and I knew as a kid for a fact that one was Ivy and one was Riddler. Then I became Robin to find out the other was Batgirl/Barbra and finally Kate Batman's cousin who's now Batwoman-
Dick: Yeah Red Heads in Gotham are either heroes or villains
Jason: -yeah so I didn't want to draw attention to myself.
Dick: ...Jay?
Jason: what?
Dick: I don't think it worked you've been a hero, villain and now anti-hero.
Jason: ...
Dick:
Jason *slams down color brush*: FUCK
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hiii im sure you’ve answered this before but in regards to your twst x Pokémon, how do you choose which Pokémon go give to the cast?? really curious since your choices are unique :O
unique in a good way, I hope? 😅 (jk jk I haven't come across too many pokemon AUs, so I was going in without preconceptions, I guess!) I was sorta aiming somewhere between doing, like, a full AU with internal consistency and everything, and just picking entirely based on theme/character, so maybe that's why! basically I just set some arbitrary rules (no legendaries/no repeats/evo stages based on year) and then went on ~vibes~. a couple were also suggestions (thank you guys!) and last-minute decisions, so it was a bit of a delightful mess of ideas!
my one regret is that I should have given Riddle a Togedemaru after all. ...you know what, he can have one now, why not
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