#I didnt forget about this

[localbreeze]

For art requests, citrusshipping please \⁠(⁠>⁠o⁠<⁠)⁠ﾉ?

Classic/ on-model, emoshipping, au I don't mind I love it all so much XO

Sending hearts regardless tho have a good one dude ♥⁠╣⁠[⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠]⁠╠⁠♥

No way. Me posting citrusshipping?? Now wayy

shoutout to the nature brushes yall r real ones 😔 🤚

THE FACT THAT THIS IS MY FIRST TIME DRAWING THEM THATS A CRIME EHSJKWKW

(Click for quality)

Also you cant tell me that a dude (gender neutral) that didn’t brush or/and wash their hair for like 40 years has silky smooth hair??? Morro with messy hair>>>>>

[overwhlcmed]

status : closed / ( @foxtcils​​ ) location : the library imani be working out !

☁️  ⠀    ⠀  ⠀    ⠀  ────────────    as  the  temperature  dipped  so  did  the  amount  of  bodies  that  filtered  in  and  out  of  the  library’s  front  doors.  the  consistent  snowfall  made  the  trek  to  the  building  a  harsher  one  to  make,  and  with  school  being  let  out  for  the  holiday  break,  staying  inside  where  it  was  warm  and  comfortable  was  much  more  appealing  than  any  festive  activity  she  could  come  up  with.  normally,  this  time  of  year  made  her  feel  lonely.  she’d  sit  at  her  desk  looking  out  into  the  empty  aisles  and  create  vivid  stories  of  the  kids  who  use  to  the  fill  them  and  how  they  were  spending  their  holidays  with  a  house  full  of  family.  happy  as  she  was  for  the  kids  and  her  imagined  full  tables,  sparkly  presents,  and  loud  laughter  as  snow  angels  were  made  with  friends,  there  was  always  be  a  tinge  of  envy  there;  a  longing  for  that  type  of  a  belonging  never  dulled  within  her,  it  just  pounded  longer  during  the  holidays.  this  season  she  was  grateful  to  have  a  distraction  in  a  loose  fitted  cardigan  and  a  smile  that  always  reached  his  eyes.

the  vacancy  within  schools  that  resulted  from  holiday  breaks  also  meant  akira’s  library  visits  becoming  more  frequent.  every  time  the  library  doors  would  slide  open,  he  head  would  snap  in  its  direction  as  if  it  was  her  personal  pavlov  dog  experiment.  the  pleasant  smile  she  were  for  all  guests  only  growing  into  a  delighted  one  whenever  he  came  through  the  door.  approaching  him  became  easier,  but  it  didn’t  meant  finding  the  right  words  to  say  did.  the  confidence  she  had  built  up  from  previous  conversations  dissipated  the  second  she  locked  eyes  with  him.  since  the  snowstorm  had  knocked  the  power  out  she  was  hopeful  that  lack  of  lighting  would  help  with  that.  after  shifting  through  the  desk  drawers  of  her  and  her  coworkers,  she  came  from  behind  the  front  desk  with  five  candles  and  a  lighter.  “  this  feels  like  the  set  up  to  the  emotional  midpoint  in  an  apocalyptic  story...───  ”  she  started,  careful  to  set  the  candles  around  the  books  as  to  not  disturb  his  set  up.  “  y’know  where  the  heroes  lick  their  wounds,  and  unveil  dark  histories  and  lost loved  ones  they’ve  lost  because  of  whatever  clever  name  they’ve  given  their  monsters.  ”  she  let  out  a  quiet  laugh  as  she  lit  the  candles  one  by  one.  “  that...───  probably  didn’t  make  much  sense  but  um...───  there’s  a  little  light  now  !  i  also  have  blankets  back  there  if  you  get  cold  or  anything,  and  snacks  too.  just  let  me  know ! ”

[lemongogo]

life of regret

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

"You and me, Ethan. Together we go save Rose, and then we can grind Miranda into paste!"

[pouletpourri]

I know the circustances didn't make it avaliable, but..I kinda wish we had a farewell scene

[hinamie]

theyre soft your honour

[kkoct-ik]

yttdisms now im moved in

[fanaticalthings]

Jason being the easiest kid is super funny. Bruce looking at Jason and remembering Dick at 18: “we can work through this. He’ll come around if I don’t give up on.”

Bruce, watching over a freshly street-snatched Jason: Why is he so calm

Having Dick as the rambunctious, feral, and unhinged first child must've given him SO much whiplash once Jason entered the picture. Lil guy just vibed in his own world. Just reading books and doing schoolwork. Baby Jason hurt nobody.

Bruce will just be going over the ground rules of the manor, remembering all the chaos Dick brought upon the household.

Bruce: No swinging from the chandelier.

Jason: ?? I wasn't planning to?

Bruce: No murder.

Jason: What? That never even crossed my mind-

Bruce: And please, for the love of God, don't sneak out and try to beat up the nearest criminal on our block

Jason:

Jason: WHO is responsible for these rules being created??

Bruce will just come home from a long day of work. He's tired and just wants a nice, quiet evening, but he's subconsciously psyching himself up to prepare himself for the chaos he'll witness once he enters the manor

but then Jason's just quietly doing his own thing, maybe even helping Alfred with some chores, reading, or just lounging about in the manor. In general, just causing no trouble and Bruce just turns to Alfred, all worried like, "Is he sick? I don't think children are supposed to behave this way."

[hailsatanacab]

A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc

"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."

"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.

"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.

"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"

"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.

"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."

"This is where I live."

"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"

"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"

"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."

"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."

"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."

"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"

"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"

"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"

"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"

"Please, call me Bruce."

"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."

Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.

"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."

[elizzsush]

Deadpool coded reader:

Reader: dramatically and sadly, “Day 925, the bats show no sign of releasing me- a totally normal and amazing citizen from this prison.”

Reader; “he has left the second scariest Robin to guard me, Jason.”

Red hood: a little offended; “Second?”

Reader: shuttering looking like she’s reliving something, “Damien is like a angry dog, he bites.”

Reader: “also is this lega- and he walked away. Hey! I want to speak to a lawyer!!”

Reader: now yelling “I have rights!!! I think- do you have rights in Gotham?”

_______________

Batman: finally shows up.

Reader: “hey It’s You! You know if I head a penny for a rich completely normal guy who is the center of a multi million  franchise of hero’s- while also being a hero himself through the means of money… well Id have two pennies!”

Dick: “what…?”

[ohvun]

D E V I L C H I L D >:D

I just think it'd be cool if her demonia fleur was a lil more grotesque yk?

Got super inspired seeing this post by rly cool @wigglesdtuff about a year ago and finally finished it!!:D

I ended up using a picture of a figurine to get the wings to work better bc I was s t r u g g e l i n g ;-;

[kaeya-senpai]

What do yall think of my shipping chart

[industrations]

INDI I COME WITH SUGGESTIONS FOR YOUR REMUS FITS

THE PANTS ARE EXTRA SILLY TO ME BE BC HES SO FREAKISHLY TALL

anyway love yaaa

[bunnrio]

its crazy how much people act like seeking mental help is a moral thing

like have you considered. and this might be crazy to you. that help is really fucking difficult to get ???

[genesis-rhapsodass]

Putting my vision out for the young Soldier 1st Class trio dynamic before Ever Crisis comes around to disprove it

Of course they'll become thick as thieves eventually, but I like imagining there being a short period right at the start where Sephiroth tries to meet up with Angeal, but can't escape having to also hang out with this excitable, overly friendly redhead who keeps getting between his befriending attempts. Just imagining Angeal fussing over Genesis' uniform or something, Genesis kicking up a stink over it, embarrassed to be treated like some child in front of Sephiroth, and Sephiroth watching like "Ah man... That's nice, Angeal is so thoughtful... If only it was me."