#I need my emo looking bird

[eevee-91]

Honestly, I watched a video on youtube, I forgot who it was I think it was hyrule gamer who put it in perspective that Revali had it the worst between the champions when the blights came. He had an extreme disadvantage as Rito can't see in the night and that's when they attacked. He couldn't quite see Windblight well enough, which is why his SOS signal was so frantic. Like Penn is funny, but Kass.....well Kass plays music and he's so jolly. Also I really like Harth. Where is he in TOTK lol I haven't been able to find him.

This started off as a all for one blog but....

Watch it only become teba and rito alike.

[hellonearthtoday]

canon is dead I rule the world. dsmp you are MINE

dsmpblrs ocs shared between the 5 (five) singular people that inhabit this fandom

I'm taking the chance to just talk about my personal dsmp au that is basically canon if you don't think about it

I don't think we as a community wrote enough about demon ctommy. he was always my favorite it just gives him this evil vibe that I think is sooo funny and I always see it in ctommy art but never in literally any fic. and that's fine but imp or whatever-he-is-Tommy will always be real in my heart. in my head he used to be a bird hybrid, but when he died for what was supposed to be the final time they took his fucking wings and gave him cunty demon horns and tail. Death made him emo. for the sake of this narrative his wings used to be white too. Pair this with religious ctommy and you get peak

ctubbo. I think about him a lot. I think personally he wears armor under his coat. You'd think it start to get hot under there, and it does. his solution is to just Never leave the Arctic.

At some point he started developing resting bitch face, because it used to just be resting (autistic face of neutrality) but now he kind of just looks tired all the time. Not like Tommy's rbf where he looks like he's kinda pissed and has a headache 24/7. but at least they're semi matching now. bff's!!! (?) I can't write too much about ctubbo because my cutbbo is like 20 billion contradictions stacked on itself. he's not as simple as my ctommy.

He doesn't wear the red bandana anymore but he can't tell you why and he's not insecure about the scar on his face but he's not proud of it either. I FORGOT TO DRAW CRANBOO AND HIS WEDDING RINGS IM AN ANTI WHAT THE HELLL okay ignoring that blunder, their wedding rings are meant to be on their horns 💔 you can't fucking see cranboos singular (1) horn because it's out of frame, they're too tall.

SPEAKONG OF CRANBOO!!!! snakes in his hair because Hahhaa hattte eye contact????? Medusa???? get it guys get it do you guys get jut

The snakes talk to him. Take that as you will. He's a chronic suit wearer and will literally not wear anything else unless it's under or over the suit. he would like to never try anything new ever he needs this constant in his life or everything will fall apart and the world will end. He knows how to kit up and wear armor but just as a joke he wears random bits of armor in places he literally needs it least. as a fashion statement. Tommy doesn't wear any armor usually bcz who gaf he's not doing that shit

in my perfect world the egg plot in dsmp actually got used better and becsme more than a background plot. it could've been everything. anyway my dsmp au is egg war las Nevadas craziness and I'm right goodnight

[sciencelings-arts]

At least someone takes advantage of the whole ‘bird’ theme…

Closeups, maskless version and yapping under the cut

Idk I’m really happy with the mask I love how he kinda has a beak, the cowl was a little much, he looked bald with the absence of the little (or not so little) stupid bat ears. I love the version of the mask that goes down his cheeks I think it’s neat

He’s called Red Robin I’m going hard on the red. Also I gave him feathery pelvic armor bc I think it’s cool and also I don’t love the dc underwear out superhero costume vibe, it would also be smart. I think he would be carrying around so much shit there are secret pockets everywhere, he deserves it.

If he doesn’t look like a vampire on the verge of passing out then it’s not Timmy. His long hair is based on my fem version of battinson bc I though he would rock a shaggy wolf cut, he needs to cover his face in hair and be emo about it, he has to pin his bangs out of his eyes when focused on a case, he has to style it for an hour before he’s allowed to go to a gala. He cuts it himself or gets Bruce to do it bc he likes that it looks a little shitty. That is the vision.

Color vs noir idk which one I like best so here’s both

[skylarsblue]

★RDR2 Incorrect Quotes★

(If you see duplicates from my COD version of these? Shh, no you didn't) ★Border made by @fairytopea★

Ms.Grimshaw What are you doing, you oaf? Young!Arthur, staring at Y/N: They’re pretty. Ms.Grimshaw …and you’re ugly, now get back to work.

- (Pre-joining the gang) Abigail, trying to get paid: What’s your favorite color, John? John: Blue. No, green. Abigail: Awesome! I love learning about you. John: I fucked up, it’s yellow.

- Arthur, cutting a huge knot out of John’s hair: I fucked up, we gotta go bald. *head locks him still* Young!John, flailing violently: WAAAAAHHHH-

Seán: Psst, Lenny, ay mate, wake up! Lenny: Huh- Wh-what? What is it? Seán: I heard something outside the tent. Lenny: What? Seán: Like a woman crying in the distance, but I couldn’t hear her footsteps. Lenny: Okay?? What do you want me to do? Seán: Come look with me! Lenny: Hell no! Seán: Why not? Lenny: I got too much melanin and too much sense for that white people shit. You wanna let demons get you, be my guest, leave me out of it.

- (John HAD to have SOMETHING that captivated her, for humor’s sake? We’ll say he had jokes)

Abigail: You have to find my darling husband, I’m so worried about him. Arthur: Seriously, what do you see in that guy? Abigail: He makes me laugh.

- Micha: I've got the urge to say something. Arthur: And what's that? Micha: The N-Word- Arthur: WHOA-

- Bill: But seriously, is it your whole emo thing that she’s into or what? John: …yeah, long flowing straight hair, very emo.

- Karen: This- Hmm. Tilly: Be nice. Karen: I’m findin’ it. Mary-Beth: …it takes you that long to find- Karen: It does, it does.

- (O’Driscoll troubles) Kieran: Arthur we’re going to get murdered. We’re going to get murdered by a man who can’t tie a fucking bow tie. Arthur: At least he won’t torture us, can’t tie a rope either.

- John: Ugh, you know they’re gonna make us do one of those tacky family happiness photos that comes in the restaurants shitty frame. Tilly: Why are you so fucking negative all the time? John: Wh- uh- I just- Arthur: *slowly sucks tea through straw*

- Seán: Someone just said; “You’re a criminal!” Seán: *handkerchief on, gun in one hand, bag of money in the other* Seán: Well I’ll tell ya what, Sherlock Holmes. You are unbelievable.

- The Gang: Arthur is dying and Micha is a rat! Dutch, dancing with money: *insert that audio that goes “I don’t give a fuck cause I’m a ✨millionaire✨, I do what I want, middle finger in the air!”*

- John, drunk: You think the wind is ever tryna tell us something and we don’t know how to hear it anymore? Charles, loading up a drunk Arthur into a wagon: I just want you to stop saying odd shit.

- Abigail: If we lose, I’m gonna cut the judge. John: Wh- you brought your switchblade?? Abigail: Mhm. John: But they patted us down on the way in, where did you hide i- ohhhhhhh.

- Arthur: …you ever wish you could just, turn into a bird and fly away from everything? Charles: I think we need to get you to a therapist for depression. John: I’d wanna be a wolf. Charles: And we should get you psych evaluation for Autism.

- Sheriff: You seem like a reasonable and good natured person. Arthur: *looks around* And you look like you need glasses.

- Abigail: What would your father say?! Jack: Uhhh “I’ll fix it!” And then make it worse until luck comes around and makes it work, and then act like that was the plan the whole time? Abigail: …that’s my bad, I should’ve used a different phrase to express my disappointment.

- (I dunno why but John being super mean to some people is so fucking funny to me. I don't hate Bill, but bullying him is fun)

Bill: You enjoyin’ the wife everyone else paid to have? John: You mean the woman I never had to pay for? The woman who liked me so much, she didn’t ask for any money to sleep with me? In fact; she liked me so much, she married me? The woman who makes me a warm dinner and kisses me everyday? Mother of my child? John: I am enjoyin’ yeah. What about you, Bill? Bill: John: You enjoyin’ your lonely life, you unlovable sorry sack of shit? You enjoyin’ having to pay for someone to pretend they like you? Cause they never actually do. They hate you actually, like me. I hate you. Eat shit and die, Bill.

- Arthur: …him? Really? Mary-Beth Don’t be mean! Arthur: He looks like a rescue dog, Mary-Beth. Mary-Beth: I know, I like that! Arthur: ….you like that?? Mary-Beth: His pathetic wet eyes and general wimpy stature have captivated me. Arthur: *sigh* Whatever makes you happy.

- Bill: At the end of the day, Arthur. I am a MAN. Arthur: A MAN WHO’S GAY. You like fellers GETTHATTHROUGHYOURHEAD!

- Dutch: I have a plan. Hosea: You haven’t planned shit. Dutch: I’ve planned it.

- Hosea: Arthur! What on earth are you doing?! Young!Arthur: Getting rid of this demon. Young!John: *screeching and trying to get out of Arthur’s grip* Hosea: And why do you plan to get rid of him? Arthur: Because, Hosea! He woke me up by leaning over me and whispering, “I know what death feels like, it’s cold. Have you felt death?” Arthur: HE’S CLEARLY EVIL, HOSEA Hosea: That’s just how children are, Arthur. Dutch: He’s right son, put the boy down. Dutch, leaning and whispering to Hosea: But maybe we should buy a Bible just in case. Hosea: And a cross.

- (Modern au and suicide joke)

John: It’s not a phase! It’s a lifestyle, you just wouldn’t get it! Arthur: You think I didn’t go through the “I can’t tell if I want to kill myself or everyone around me” phase? Come on. John: What? I don’t wanna kill myself at all. Arthur: … John: … John: Should I- should we go talk to Hose- Arthur: We should forget this conversation happened. Take this Nirvana CD and keep your mouth shut.

- Abigail: …John. John: Yes, my angel? Abigail: You forgot something. John: No I didn’t! I took the list with me, checked it three times, even crossed things off when I put it in the cart! See, look. Apples, frozen hamhocks, cranberry juice- Abigail: John. You took Jack with you. John: Abigail: John: Abigail: John: SHIT I LEFT HIM BY THE PASTA SECTION Abigail: STOP STANDING THERE AND GO GET HIM!

- Jack: Pa, how did you get mom to marry you? John: Well son, I- John: John: I have no idea. Jack: Should I ask mom? John: I’ll be honest, I don’t think she knows the answer either.

- Charles: You did good back there. Arthur: Oh? Heh, nah, you did all the fancy stuff. I just helped. Charles: Don’t undersell yourself, Arthur. I wouldn’t be complimenting you for no reason. Arthur: Oh yeah? And here I thought you were just trying to fluff up my ego. Charles: Wouldn’t hurt to do when you work so hard, no? Arthur: Now you’re just being’ sweet- John: Can y’all wait til we’re done before you start your spiritual dick sucking? Arthur: Can you repent to the lord fast enough to save your soul in the time it’ll take me to throw you into the damn ocean, Marston?!

- Arthur: Do you even have a brain? John: Do you even have someone that loves you? Arthur: John: John: I heard it that time, I’m sorry. Arthur: This is what Abigail hears sometimes, just so you know. John: I heard it that time, I got it. I- I’ll just- Arthur: Whiskey, full bottle. The nice kind. John: Apology alcohol, got it.

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NPC: My husband’s parents are so crazy. In-laws always are, huh? Abigail: Well, uh-

*John being an orphan* *John’s adoptive dads being criminals, one particularly off his rocker*

Abigail: ….aha, yeah;;

- Abigail: John Marston, you useless, foolish, stupid man! Bill: To hell with John! Abigail, suddenly with a very large gun: NO ONE INSULTS MY HUSBAND.

- Arthur, holding up a proper painting he actually put time and effort into: Could a depressed person make this? Charles: The painting: *a wolf in the rain laying it’s head over the body of a deer shot with an arrow* Charles: I’m, in fact, more convinced you have depression now. Arthur: …yeah this wasn’t the best evidence for my argument, huh? Charles: No. Not at all.

- John: What are you talking about? That’s completely normal, it’s like having opinions. just cause it doesn’t happen to you doesn’t mean- Tilly: No, John! No. It’s not normal to have that reaction to the sound of hearing metal on metal. John: No look, uh- Arthur! Arthur come here! Arthur: What now? John: What happens when you hear metal on metal? Like, a can bein’ rubbed with a knife. Arthur: Ugh, I hate that sound. It makes my damn skin crawl, like I got beetles underneath. Makes me wanna skin myself to get’em out. John: Right! See, Tilly? It’s not just me! Tilly: ????

Charles: …and you never got them evaluated? Hosea: In hindsight, an autistic diagnosis probably would’ve made more things make sense. But, what can ya do.

- Arthur after a dog didn’t positively react to him: Maybe this is my final straw. Charles: No. Arthur: It might be. Charles: It’s one dog. There are twenty that you stopped to pet along the way here, plenty more for you to pet after this. Arthur: You don’t understand, this is devastatin’. Charles: Arthur, please- Arthur: Utterly devastatin’, Charles.

- Arthur, tipsy: Just cause you’re gorgeous don’t mean I’ma do whatever you say. Charles: Drink the water, Arthur. Arthur: *grabs the glass* Yes, sir.

- (Got a Y/N one, also, modern Au)

Arthur: That’s the Aberdeen farm. Y/N: …what’s wrong with it? Arthur: What’cha mean? Y/N: The vibes, they’re off. Arthur: …the…vibes? Y/N: The energy, Mister Morgan. The vibe of the place. They’re off, they’re weird, wack even. I sense insidious and wretched wavelengths wafting from the aura of that property. Arthur: I see…well, to answer your question, it’s cause they are weird. And I ain’t even confirmed why cause I don’t really wanna know. Y/N: I see you can also sense the vibes are rank. Arthur: …sure, whatever that means.

- Micha: Well I think- Y/N: Well I’m certain no one fucking asked, Micha! Not a single damn person asked what the hell you thought, ever! In fact, I’m pretty sure you don’t think. I’m pretty sure your skull fills with all the bullshit in your organs, and it just spills out your mouth! Micha: Micha: I- Y/N: Shut up, Micha!

- Arthur, after Albert explains some super dangerous plan in order to get wild animals near him to photograph: You’re stupid, I like that in a man.

- Y/N: Bye Arthur, bye Karen, bye Hosea, bye Arthur. Sadie: You said ‘bye Arthur’ twice. Y/N: I like Arthur.

- NPC: Lovebirds, eh? Sadie: Arthur: Sadie: I’d rather eat a poison ivy plant with Holly Berries for dressing. *looks at Arthur* No offense. Arthur: No no, none taken. All things considered, I’d rather dive into a pit of tar and then drag myself face first through a plain of rotten chitlins. Sadie: Completely fair!

- Bill: I need you to realize you ain’t in charge here. Y/N: I need you to realize I don’t give a shit.

- Arthur: Hey Charles, uh, I got an Uhm…a spiritual question. Charles: Any particular reason you chose to ask me? Arthur: Uh well- I didn’t mean for it to be like that- I just- Charles: *sigh* What is it? Arthur: Do you know what it means when an elk stands up on its back legs? Charles: That means- Charles: WE SHOULD LEAVE, we need to leave, that’s what that means!

- Jack: …why are your boobs so big? Charles: They’re not boobs. Jack: Do you have to wear a brasier? Charles: *sigh* Arthur: He asked me the same thing a couple weeks ago, don’t think to hard bout it.

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(Story spoilers!!) Y/N: I'm sorry, let me get this straight. Y/N: You picked up that man when he was a destitute child, grieving and starving. Taught him almost everything he knows. Y/N: Then, you did that with, what? Three others? In similar circumstances? Y/N: Created a sense of family and community, a strong bond between so many misfortuned people. With your trustworthy long term friend by your side. Y/N: And then. Y/N: One RAT. WHO IS OPENLY ANTAGONISTIC AND REEKS OF SUSPICION AS MUCH AS HE DOES HORSE SHIT, SOMEHOW CONVINCES YOU TO GO OFF YOUR ROCKER AND HARM YOUR GANG?! Y/N: Explain! Dutch: Dutch: Dutch: He praised me- Y/N: YOUR PRAISE KINK GOT YOU TO AIM A GUN AT YOUR SONS????

- Arthur: Naaah they’re an angel. Lenny: They punched Bill in the face. Seán: They told Strauss he was a waste of human material, in his own language, which they’re not fluent in. Mary-Beth: They framed Micha for a crime and got him put in prison again. Arthur: Like I said, an angel!

- John: Woman. (Translation: Darling.) Abigail: Moron. (Translation: Lovebug.)

Arthur: You tellin’ me they’re being affectionate right now? Jack: Can’t’cha read subtext, Uncle Arthur? Arthur: ???

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(Insert Alcohol is truth serum reference)

Drunk Bill: Not to be gay, but you’re gorgeous bro. Kieran, afraid: You don’t have to be gay to appreciate a man’s beauty. Absolutely shit-faced Bill: Nah, like I’d fuck you, bro. Kieran, terrified: Okay, never mind!

- (How I imagine their first couple years together went)

Dutch: Dutch: Dutch: Dutch: How do you feel about me? Hosea, naked & beside him: ….we’re sharin’ a bedroll, Dutch. Dutch: Yes, but what are we, Hosea? Hosea: ….we’re both naked, alone, in a tent, Dutch. Dutch: That doesn’t answer my question. Hosea:

- (This one's sad, not funny, sorry-) John: You’re such a hypocrite, why is it that anything I do that you’ve done before that you get so bent outta shape?! Arthur: Because I’ve done it before you, John. John: So why do you think it’s fair to tell me not to?! Most people are proud when their younger brother ends up like’em. You don’t want anyone like you, is that it? Arthur: John: John: …oh. Arthur: Now that you got my point, will you take my god damn advice without a big fuss…please.

- John: She drives me insane! She somehow managed to make me the angriest I’ve ever been almost daily. NPC: Then leave her. John: The fu- no. What? She’s the wind beneath my wings, my darling wife, my beautiful angel. How the hell could you even think to suggest such a thing? NPC: But- John: Get outta my sight, you fuckin’ disgrace.

[ziggyzolch]

Queen Bee-atch Ⅰ (Regina George x Reader)

Summary: You, a self-proclaimed loser, are going into Junior year with one goal in mind: Avoid Regina George. Nobody notices you, so it shouldn't be too hard…right?

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Light seeps through the blinds and birds start to make themselves known with their melodic chirps. Aggressive rustling can be heard from outside your door as you throw a mini tantrum on your, now ruffled up, sheets. Sleepless nights weren't new to you, but they don't get any less frustrating. You stare at the ceiling for a good 30 seconds before finally pushing yourself off your bed. Walking to turn off the air conditioning, you trip over god-knows what and fall flat on your face. The first day of junior year and you're already contemplating ending it all, on the floor of your dump of a bedroom, laying next to a-

"My mascara!", you exclaimed as you sat up. You lost that thing ages ago. You get up, taking the mascara with you and make your way into the bathroom. Becoming a junior wasn't anything you cared for. After sophomore year, the illusion of high school you created in your head had melted away, leaving behind a hollow teenage girl that just wanted to get it over and done with.

Putting away your mascara, you catch a glimpse of yourself in your mirror. A bed-head ridden girl with deep eye bags, which only seem to become more obvious with each passing day, stares back at you. "God, I look horrific," you thought out loud. A habit, in hindsight, you needed to rid yourself of. Going through your morning routine, you think about the coming school year. 11th grade! Will this be the year you reinvent yourself? You could completely change yourself; The way you walk, talk, act, and dress!

...

Who are you kidding.

After successfully poking your eye with your eyeliner three times, you're done. You peak your head out your bathroom door, glancing at the cat-themed clock you've had since you were a baby. It's 8 am. Classes start at 8:15. Curses fall out of your mouth. Did time warp halfway through your routine or something? Running out of the bathroom you quickly change into your clothes, a worn out band T-shirt and black cargos. You can hear your mother cursing at you from downstairs as you make your way out your room. "You're going to be late on your first day, seriously?" Your mom deadpans as you reach the bottom of the stairs. "Whatever, mom, they don't even care."

Walking to school instead of letting your mother drive you was probably not the best idea, but you're too far from the house to care right now. You turn the final corner and arrive at your final location, North Shore High School. Approaching the doors, you can already make out two students face-mashing each other through the window.

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You've been a student at North Shore since freshman year, but anyone could mistake you for a new student, if they even noticed you that is. You pride yourself in being able to blend in with the crowd. This school was filled with losers, so you fit right in. They had already been assigned, so you made your way through the various cliques grouped up in the hallways and to your locker. As much as you hated this place, it's what you're used to. You'd have a hard time adjusting to a new high school, at least at this one you knew who to avoid. You don't even think about it anymore since you don't run into them much- nevermind. "Watch it, freak!"

Great, of anyone you could've bumped into, it's the queen bitch, Regina George. "Whatever." you mumbled and began to walk away when you were pulled back by your bag and shoved back into the lockers...hard. "This is the part where you apologize, Gerard Way." she spits at you while holding the straps of your backpack. A bit of black eyeliner and suddenly you're emo at this school. She was a couple inches taller than you, making it all the more embarrassing, looking up at her. Wriggling around proves unsuccessful. Is there a gym-bro buried beneath her layers of pink and pretty or something? Getting out of her grip doesn't seem like a possibility, so you begrudgingly mumble out a "Sorry..."

She stares at you for a few seconds too long.

"Uhm...can I go now?" You ask. "Yeah uh, sure, whatever." She finally lets you go and storms away towards her group of all-mighty "biatches", or "Plastics" as some (mainly Damien and Janis) call them.

So much for not being noticed.

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A/N: this is my first time writing, so any constructive criticism would be great! forgive any awkward wording or corny-ness. There are more chapters up on my wattpad and ao3, same username for both. @ziggyzolch

[falsecookiewithinthepeople]

With your obsession of Belle, I would have think that you are trying to convince everyone to make a AU out of it!

OKAY FINE. FINE. I’LL DO IT. Maybe this will finally convince people to make more Beauty and the Beast AUs because I am LOSING my mind over the fact that no one is doing it right now. So here’s me, shouting into the void, flailing my hands, chucking prompts like cursed confetti, and TRYING TO FORCE YOU ALL TO CARE. There will be a part two once Hollysugar and Silentlily are released. UNTIL THEN. GET IN LOSERS, WE’RE DOING TRAGIC FAIRYTALES.

ShadowVanilla #1:

Look. Belle wears a gold/yellow gown. Adam (YES, the Beast has a NAME) wears a blue suit. IT’S FATE. It’s LITERALLY FATE. I am SHOCKED—no, offended—that there isn’t already an AU of this. Black Sapphire is obviously Lumière, Candy Apple is Cogsworth. Picture Black Sapphire singing Be Our Guest with ✨flair✨.

Pure Vanilla? Already a Disney princess. Shadow Milk? Already a beast with Issues™. It’s PERFECT. Dark Enchantress? Gaston. OBVIOUSLY. Maurice? It’s either Black Raisin (NO I’M NOT LETTING YOU FORGET ABOUT HER) or White Lily.

Now. Two scenes that NEED to be recreated or I will set something on fire:

That STAIRCASE SCENE. You know the one. Adam’s just standing there like a stunned golden retriever, blinking 400 times a second because BELLE IS PRETTY and Belle looks up at him like “Okay wait you’re kinda hot tho?”

The MIRROR SCENE. Belle: “I want to see my father.” Adam: gives her the mirror. She sees him sick and was like "Papa! Oh, no, he's sick, he may be dying! And he's all alone!". Adam, looking at the rose (or, idk, whatever emo thing you wanna use), is devastated but still LETS HER GO. AND SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH THAT HURTS HIM. ANGST! TRAGEDY! SACRIFICE! I AM UNWELL!!!!

WHY IS NO ONE DRAWING THIS??

BurningCheese #2:

Burning Spice is ALREADY the Beast. Anger issues? Check. Self-loathing? Check. Loud, hairy, suicidal? CHECK. Just slap the costume on him and it’s canon. The problem is Golden Cheese, because her personality is NOT Belle. Not even close. But whatever, that’s what AUs are for. Tweak it. Let her be soft! I don’t care! Just put her in the DRESS!!

Gaston? I got nothing without screwing up character integrity. But Maurice? Smoked Cheese. HE’S LITERALLY MET BURNING SPICE. CONNECTION = ESTABLISHED.

Now. Scenes I need recreated like I need air:

“Have dinner with me!” “No.” Adam gets MAD. Mrs. Potts is like “Try again sweetie.” So he goes, “Please?” Belle: “Still no.” Adam: “FINE. THEN GO AHEAD AND STARVE.”

The bird scene. The soft scene. Belle helps Beast feed birds. He’s clumsy and huge and terrifying and they all fly away But then she gently guides him and a bird eats from his palm.

Mysticcacao #3:

Okay. This one’s harder. Gotta use my delusions. BUT LISTEN. Dark Cacao in Belle’s peasant dress. Hair in a ponytail. YES. I’M SERIOUS. STAY WITH ME— Wha— DON'T LEAVE AND LISTEN!!

This ship fits the message more than the exact roles. “Inner beauty matters more than outer beauty.” YES. YESSS. Mystic Flour as Adam, but colder, more distant. Dark Cacao as Belle, but stoic and deadpan (which Belle kinda is already serious so BONUS POINTS).

Gaston? AFFOGATO. Because betrayal. Obviously. Maurice? Caramel Arrow because she was very loyal to Dark Cacao in the original.

AND I NEED THREE SCENES. YEAH THREE. DEAL WITH IT:

The “Something There” sequence.

The WOLF SCENE. Belle (Cacao) is in danger. Beast (Mystic) jumps in and gets wrecked.

The LIBRARY SCENE. Beast gives Belle an ENTIRE LIBRARY. AN ENTIRE LITERARY.

I’M NOT OKAY. I’M UNSTABLE. I’M DESPERATE. DO IT.

Anyway. If I don’t see at least one fanart of this… I’ll explode into a thousand glittery rage particles. Don’t test me.

Make the AUs. Do it for me. Do it for the narrative parallels. Do it for the FAN FICTION!!

[prttycherry]

"It was a fish, I swear."

Warning: Cute, kind of seductive with a hint of ughh 😩

°You and Ni-ki have been best friends forever, it was a genuinely nice friendship that everyone would want.

Though, it was no secret there was some deeper chemistry going on between the two of you. And even tho you both new, neither of you said shit and just continued to ignore your feelings.

One day, Ni-ki decides to change this by inviting you to go to the beach, let's see what he has in mind.°

You're in your room, getting ready for so called "day at the beach", you knew Ni-ki probably drank some expired milk cuz it's literally winter time. The water is too cold and the damn sand is probably frozen, who does this fake emo ass think he is? But you dressed up anyway.

You put on a nice baby blue sweater that you ordered off Shien for a $1.50. It was nice but definitely not worth that much, it even came with a note saying "help me", must've been a local bird trying to mess with you.

You also put on a pair of baggy ass jeans that you stole from your dad's closet (cuz you have one) before he ran away (never mind). You put on a pair of boots and a beanie before walking out of your room and downstairs where your mom is drinking wine while watching her favourite show on TV.

"Mom, I'm going to the beach with Ni-ki" you said and she nods "okay honey, make sure to put sunscreen on" the moment she said that you let out long sigh. She doesn't know what season it is again. Dear lord send me a goat.

You shake your head and just walk out. You waited for about 5 minutes before Ni-ki finally pulls up with his car and you get in.

"You look nice" he said in his feel voice making me smile slightly "I know" you say and he just starts driving.

When you get to the beach there was obviously no one there, cuz who else is stupid enough to go to the beach in the middle of winter?

Ni-ki sets up a fluffy blanket he stole from his sister and you both sit down. You bring your knees to my chest and hug them then sigh and look at Ni-ki who's looking very comfortable and happy.

"Ni-ki, why? We could've literally go anywhere else, but you choose the frozen ass beach? Are you crazy?" You ask causing him to chuckle.

"Do you remember...the frozen lake?" He suddenly asks, sounding mysterious. You blink in Suprise and you take shaky breath "I.. Ni-ki.. we promised each other not to talk about that." You whisper and he looks at you"so you still remember?" He asks softly, his deep voice making your spine shiver. "Of course...how could I forget.."

Flashback

"Ni-ki stop!!" You laugh loudly as Ni-ki chased you down the forest with a worm on a long stick.

"Haha no way!!" He laugh as well and keeps chasing you then suddenly you trip in the slippery grass, face down. You yelp in pain and slowly sit up, Ni-ki throws the stivk away and quickly helps you up "omg, are you okay?" He asks worried but trying not to laugh and you just nod "yeah..."

"Oh look, a lake is frozen" Ni-ki suddenly said trying to get your mind off the incident. You turn your head to look and smile instantly spread across your face. You walk to the lake and step on it "wow...this is so magical" you say softly and start walking on the frozen lake with Ni-ki following you.

As you both enjoy walking on the frozen lake, Ni-ki suddenly approaches you from behind and gently turns you around so you can face him. You look up at him and your eyes lock together, there's nothing but your breaths keeping you from being completely close.

"Your shivering...do you need my shirt?" Ni-ki Whispers and you shake your head "you're crazy..." You whisper causing him to inch closer so your noses are touching "am I?" He whispers.

It feels like everything in the world stopped at that moment, no noise was heard, nothing was seen except for him and you in that moment. Ni-ki's hand slowly travelled up to you cheek, as he presses his cold palm into your cold red cheek you take a shaky breath. His thumb gently running over your cheek bone.

His gaze falls from your eyes down to your lips, then slowly starts Inching closer. You flutter your eyes closed, waiting for the kiss to happen.

Just as his lips are about to touch yours, a loud Mooo was heard from behind the two of you. You could feel Ni-ki's lips brushing slightly against yours but then they leave, leaving you desperate for that extra inch.

You sighed angry and turned around to look at the damn cow that was making fun of the two of you.

End of flashback

"I couldn't stop thinking about it...I know it's been months but..." He suddenly stops talking, you just keep looking at him and waiting for him to finish his sentence. "But what?" You ask in soft voice causing him to sigh "I wanted to recreate it the right way...it was winter time and the lake was frozen. So I waited for winter to come so the water can freeze and we can stand on it" he confesses making your heart stop. "What..? You waited just for that?" You whisper and he nods "I know it's stupid but-" you cut him off by grabbing his hand and standing up," let's go... right now...let's recreate it" you say and drag him with you.

You both stood on the frozen sea with smiles on your faces. Ni-ki steps closer to you and places his hand on your cheek causing you to lean into his touch. He then inches closer making both of your hearts drumming in you bodies. You take a shaky breath and close your eyes, waiting for the moment to finally happen.

After what feels like eternity, you finally feel his soft lips press against yours. The kiss was innocent and sweet, full of unspoken emotions. Both of you needed it and both of you craved it like it was the last drumstick in the chicken box, the last slice of pizza, the last piece of cake...

After awhile you both pull away while panting softly, Ni-ki presses a soft kiss on your forehead and you close your eyes.

You suddenly feel something wet poking your ankle. You look up at Ni-ki "stop, why are you doing that?" You ask him angry but he furrows his eyebrows and said it was a fish, I swear.

🎏🎣🐟🐠🐡

[respectthepetty]

The Heart Killers' Colors? - Finale

There comes a moment where I continuously run into walls when I'm trying to figure out the colors in a show, so I finally just start Bird-Boxing it (stop seeing the colors and just start enjoying the feels), and now that I am watching the last episode of this series, I have decided it's time to forget the colors and embrace the vibes. Therefore, I'm Bird-Boxing it.

Because if I weren't, I'd be big mad that even with the divider in the way to give me the perspective of being in prison, Kant and Style are wearing whatever colors they are wearing right now when I fully believe Kant is a Green Guy and Style is a Red Rascal.

But like most white cops, I'm only seeing what I want to.

And what I'm choosing to see is Style FINALLY wearing that amazing pink top as he openly announces that he wants to touch the man he loves to Kant (in blue?!) and this cop who I feel was not homophobic when this all started but is slowly beginning to hate the gays after having to deal with Style regularly.

But it works! And Kant is now teaching art in the prison while wearing . . . orange? Red? I don't know. I said I was Bird-Boxing this, and that's what I'm going to do, so I need to be more invested in the simple fact that Kant did not allow Bison to keep the broken pencil to shank the next man who thinks he can run up on him. Smart move, Kant. We don't want more prison time!

Fadel has been in prison for one whole day and, somehow, looks even more angelic. Baby, not murdering people looks good on you. It makes your skin glow.

Or is it love that makes Fadel look good? Because I'd also look happy if I turned a corner in prison and saw this fine man standing in front of me instead of the little bit of rage I'm currently feeling since Style is wearing green. /Bird Box\

OH THANK GOODNESS! HE HEARD ME! Style, you have always been my favorite . . . after Fadel, so you deserve to get choked by your man today (because we know you like it!).

Kant is going to stay on his bullshit I see, but I am surprised that in this GMMTV prison, they change uniforms every single year when I can't even get tres leches in this economy.

Speaking of GMMTV - Break. Up. The. Ships. We all know what I'm talking about here.

Bison has a big bro and now a big sis. I also sit like this in my chanclas and short shorts when I'm minding other people's business. I trust this one with my life and my sexual exploits.

I know prison sex is happening and that should take priority, but Kant is wearing red, which is Red Rascal Bison's color, on the day that they have sex, and I think that is peak romance. Bison and I are easy. Wear our color and have sex with us in public places, so we know it's real. Simple!

But I am shocked that Style is not having public prison sex too! Instead, he is having to handle Fadel pouting because our Black Brooder is still so scared to lose Style that he will push him away first. Style, you are now my favorite. You show that man you a crazy committed. Emphasis on "crazy."

I know that was Jojo, but I have a 30 images limit AND NOW STYLE IS WEARING RED AGAIN and lying about Fadel going to culinary school! I knew there was a reason he was my favorite. Lie, Laugh, Love, babygirl.

Babe has not been around much, but this is a deep kid with all his Shakespeare books and giving Bison The Count of Monte Cristo. Of course he would want his brother's name. He is going to do well in life because his bother raised him right and especially because while his brother honeymooned on an island for Lord only knows how long after being taken hostage, Babe was fine by himself. I didn't forget that even if the plot did.

Fadel, my little emo homo is a clear case of "you can take the black off the brooder, but he will never stop brooding" because the way he is still upset that he misses Style when he isn't around is so endearing. He needs to go back to that support group when he gets out though because this is ~trauma~ speaking.

BUT THEY'RE FREE!!!!! (and nobody is in their color because this show hates me)

I already knew Style had bought the restaurant back, so I don't know why I'm acting surprised right now, but I think it's the way Fadel is looking at him with so much love that is just hitting me right in my feels.

And even though I know now is not the time to state this as everyone is getting kidnapped, I can't help but notice Khaotung is beautiful. Not Bison. Khaotung. I did not appreciate him enough in this show. I''m sorry, beautiful.

I could tell Lilly had lost her money because her invite was in Sharpie like a last minute garage sale sign. She could've saved the paper and sent a text. Also, when did they learn English in Hitman School? Between Guns 101 and Poisons 210?

I feel this way when I visit my family too, guys. And by that, I mean awkward, hostile, and most times as if I'm there as a forced hostage. BUT BISON AND FADEL ARE WEARING THEIR COLORS!!!! Kant and Style though? /Bird Box\

Forgive me, Father, for I know this devil has done wrong, but I am still very attracted to her. I think I can save her, and if not, at least I can have a good time trying. Amen.

I thought they should've shot her in the bathroom long ago, so I ain't mad that murder is back on the (dinner) table after she was trying to kill the last living parent and Babe! She did trained her sons to finish the job, so she should at least be proud that she trained them well, but I really wanted Keen to come in and finally show her he was capable of seeing a murder all the way through. I also didn't forget abut him even if the plot did.

They just murdered their mother, so shooting the beginning of the scene behind the bars isn't funny, but what is funny is the fact that I know people with felonies can get into Iceland without a special visa unlike other countries. I learned this from a lesbian when I went there for Pride a few years ago. We were discussing sheep, so it clearly made sense within the conversation.

STYLE GOT THE CAR! THE PLOT DID NOT FORGET! And the dots on the die keychain are red!

Fadel is too pretty to be looking at his man like that after five years of being locked up. This man is about to get that good shit! Every. Single. Day.

FADEL LOVES HIM 100%!

Even though I have Bird-Boxed my way through the colors in this final episode (yes, I have), I like that the boys ended up in Iceland seeing the Northern Lights, so they have a green coloring to them (for a Green Guy?!). Also, I highly suggest going to Iceland. Björk, as an institution, makes sense once you visit. Trust me.

And now Fadel doesn't give two shits about Style driving safely because he found love in a hopeless place, and if they die in Bangkok traffic, they'll die together (since Fadel already has the graves dug).

In conclusion, Fadel is a Black Brooder, Bison is a Red Rascal, and much like Fadel in love, I don't give two effs what anybody has to say because according to me, myself, and yo, Style is also a Red Rascal, and Kant is a Green Guy.

But I wouldn't know any of that because /Bird Box\

[belit0]

HEAR ME OUT!!!

Okay so like, I just had a bombastic idea that always bugs me whenever I'm into a fictional media.

What if modern Reader gets sent to the Naruto universe but when she first sees the characters she only goes "Damn, nice cosplay, you look exactly like (character)!"

Like, she fr believes she got kidnapped and left in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of cosplayers and talks to the characters as if they're gen Z 😭😭😭😭😭 I think it would be so funny

(But the moment they do some jutsu she almost shits herself and thinks she's just having an horrible psychotic episode...)

JAHSDAKSHHDSAJHDSAKJHD NA CAUSE THIS IS SO FUNNY

Shisui

(Y/N) stumbles into a stream and nearly faceplants into someone crouching beside it, sipping water like it’s an anime opening.

-Jesus, you’re hot. Are you part of the same cosplay cult or are you like… a forest spirit trying to kill me with your jawline?

Shisui blinks in pure confusion.

-Do you need help? You look lost.

-I am lost. I woke up in a discount Studio Ghibli reboot with some 10/10 anime thirst traps and I haven’t had Wi-Fi in hours. This is either a prank, a mental breakdown, or I got kidnapped by really well-dressed weebs with a budget.

Shisui tilts his head, like she’s a particularly intriguing puzzle.

-You’re speaking strangely. Are you under a genjutsu?

-You’re the one in the lacefront and eyeliner, man, don’t come at me with “genjutsu.” That’s straight-up gaslighting.

Itachi

She finds Itachi meditating under a waterfall and screams.

-BRO. Not you doing the tortured emo anti-hero arc under a waterfall like this is a music video.

Itachi opens his eyes slowly, confused, water cascading around him.

-You should not be here.

-No shit. I was ordering a Starbucks oat milk latte like fifteen minutes ago and now I’m in “Hot Anime Boy Simulator 3.0: You Can’t Escape.”- She stares. -Also, can you like, not look at me like that? I have trauma and your gaze is giving me flashbacks to every mistake I’ve ever made.-

Itachi squints.

He doesn’t understand a word she’s saying but finds it spiritually exhausting.

Sasuke

He doesn't entertain her nonsense.

He's busy, thank you very much.

When he finally gets tired of her “delusion”, Sasuke does a full technique to prove he's real.

(Y/N) just STARES at the giant skeleton emerging from his form and ripping through the trees.

And then:

-Okay. Nope.- She backs away slowly. -Nope nope nope. That’s not cosplay. That’s pure sci-fi with a personality disorder. IS THIS A PSYCHOTIC BREAK? AM I DEAD? IS THIS HELL? Why are you all hot if I’m in hell?!-

She turns to a tree. -Hey Siri, call my therapist.

Tree: 🌳

-I’m hallucinating. I KNEW I shouldn’t have taken that edible.

Madara and Izuna

When (Y/N) opened her eyes, the first thing she noticed was the smell of pine.

The second thing was that the ground was suspiciously real.

Coarse, scratchy grass pressed against her arms, and the sky above her was a perfect blue—not the digital kind.

Birds chirped somewhere in the distance.

Someone was yelling.

Great.

She’d either been kidnapped and left in a forest, or this was the worst hangover of her life.

A shadow passed overhead.

She sat up slowly, blinking blearily at two men standing at the edge of a clearing, arguing like their lives depended on it—or maybe just their egos.

They were dressed in high-collared black cloaks trimmed in deep red, their hair flowing like something out of an anime opening.

One of them had his arms crossed, radiating judgmental older brother energy.

The other one looked like he’d either stab you or flirt with you.

Possibly both.

(Y/N) stared at them.

And then she snorted.

-Damn. Y’all really committed to the cosplay, huh?

Both men turned.

Madara’s gaze narrowed, slow and piercing. -Who are you?-

She points at Madara. -You must be, like, the rich kid of the group. You’re giving final boss energy. Uchiha brothers huh? You look exactly like them, 10/10, no notes.

-Who sent you?— Madara’s voice is grave, suspicious.

-Bro’s method acting. Oh my god, are you one of those “I live as my character” people? Do you sleep in your wig?- She gasps, then grins. -Wait, wait, don't tell me—are you filming a fan movie? Can I be the confused villager who accidentally seduces the main villain? Because I have range.

They look at each other like she might be an enemy with a screw loose.

-What are you even-

-You, Izuna guy- she turned to Izuna, eyes sparkling in awe, not giving them time to speak -You look exactly like him. Are you the one hottie from TikTok who does the transformation edits? Because if this is a prank video, you’re getting views.

Izuna’s brow twitched. -You know my name?-

-Of course I do. Izuna Uchiha, canonically dead but fanonically hot. There’s, like, ten thousand thirst edits of you. Your face is plastered across Tumblr like you invented cheekbones.

-Tumblr...? I'm pretty much alive, as you can see. What the hell are you even talking about...- Izuna, the god of flirtation, is too stunned to even react to the information of those edits.

Madara stepped forward. -You’re not from around here. Are you a spy?-

(Y/N) laughed.

Hard.

-A SPY? What am I gonna do, leak your next outfit drop to the Hidden Leaf Fashion Week? Bro, I don’t even know where I am. I was getting a latte. Then BAM—forest. It’s giving Kidnapped by Cosplayers™, not espionage.

Izuna stepped beside Madara, his expression both amused and confused. -She could be under a genjutsu.-

-Y’all keep saying that like it’s not just gaslighting with special effects.

Madara exchanged a glance with Izuna.

Then, without a word, he inhaled and weaved through a few seals. His hands moved fast—too fast.

(Y/N) was about to make another sarcastic remark about method acting when suddenly:

FWOOOM.

A wall of fire roared to life behind him, spiraling up into the sky like a dragon made of flame.

The air shimmered with heat.

Trees cracked in protest.

The sheer force of it knocked her backwards.

She screamed.

-OHMYGOD WHAT THE FU—

She scrambled backward on all fours like a raccoon caught in a spotlight, eyes wide as saucers.

-THIS ISN’T COSPLAY. THIS ISN’T A BIT. THIS ISN’T A FANFILM THIS IS ARSON WITH A FIRE GOD.

Izuna took a step forward. -Still think this is a prank?-

-I think I’m hallucinating. Or dead. Or in a coma. Is this one of those “you died and now you live in Naruto” fever dreams? I swear to god if Kakashi walks out next I’m gonna cry.

-Who's even Kakashi?- Izuna asks, utterly confused.

Madara crouched beside her with the slow grace of a predator. -You claim not to know where you are. Then explain how you know our names, our faces.—

-Because you’re fictional!- she snapped, hair disheveled, eyes wild. -I read fanfiction about you! You’re supposed to be from a manga. YOU DIE.-

Izuna frowned. -We. Are. ALIVE!... And you keep saying that. "Fictional." Is that a clan?-

-YES.- She pointed at him. -The Clan of Heartthrobs Who Ruin Women’s Standards Worldwide.-

Madara tilted his head slowly. -She's insane.-

-You’re not even wrong.

For a moment, all three just stared at each other.

Then (Y/N), still panting, stood shakily to her feet and dusted herself off.

-Okay. Okay, think. I got this. I just need to find a hospital. Or a mirror. Or a void to scream into. Do you guys have those here?

Izuna blinked. -A… void?-

-Never mind. Do you guys at least have coffee?

Madara and Izuna would go back to the compound deeply concerned.

(Y/N), meanwhile, would sit cross-legged under a tree later that night, staring at the moon, muttering:

-This is fine. I’m in Naruto. I’ll just marry a war criminal and vibe. It’s fine. I’m adaptable.

[tonyboneysblog]

MOTHER HEN: PART FOUR

parings: hawks x mother!reader

word count: 3.2k

warnings: none!

notes: “die Ryuji” we all say in unison while holding hands. (Thought it would be appropriate to post this on Mother’s Day…)

summary: You, the mother of Fumikage Tokoyami, are just a simple nurse! Who caught the eye of a certain pro.

It had only been a few days since the villains attacked U.A. high, your son Fumikage said he had something important to tell you.

“Don’t get mad, okay?” Tokoyami says while twirling his fingers together.

“Just tell me Fumikage” you reply with annoyance. you hated it when Fumikage dragged things out, felt like he was about to tell you a family member died but really all he did was accidentally break a plate.

you don’t know why he became like that, he used to just clean it up and go on with his day.

“U.A. is going to have their sports festival, and I was wondering-“

“Already? Didn’t they just get attacked by villains.” You say with a disapproving tone, seriously what was U.A. doing…

“They wanted to prove that this attacked hasn’t affected us.”

“I doubt that’s going to go well.”

showing the villains all of the students skills sets is such an amazing idea U.A.! You thought with sarcasm dripping from it, you didn’t want to say that infront of Fumikage- he likes that school too much.

Fumikage hesitates slightly, “Do you think you be able to see it?”

You sigh. “I’ll have to see my schedule.”

Fumikage looks down in disappointment but tries his best not to show it.

“But hey, I’ll try my absolute best to see my amazing boy win.” You tap his chin, making his eyes face you.

“Promise?” He says quietly.

“Pinkie.” You raise your pinkie finger, Fumikage chuckles and shakes his head.

“You can’t break a pinkie promise, mama.” He interlocks his pinkie with yours.

You smile at him, “Wouldn’t dream of it, Fumi.”

You were glad that Fumikage asked you to watch him at the sports festival, all your friends joke about how he’s just some emo teen who’ll scream at you about how “it’s not a phase!”

you didn’t really care if it wasn’t a phase anyway. You’ll love Fumikage in whatever form he’s in.

Speaking of your friends, they have recently asked you to go clubbing with them on the weekend saying, “you need a break, sweet cheeks.”

You accepted gratefully and as the clubbing day came close Fumikage always came home and told you all about his classmates.

He spoke a lot of one named shoji, you hope with all your heart they become good friends.

When Fumikage was younger his only friend was dark shadow.

you never want to hear him say, “what’s wrong with me, mom?” Just because kids

used to be scared of him and his quirk.

Now it was time to do one of your favorite things ever, but groceries.

You caught Fumikage trying to sneak out of the house and do it himself but you tackled him back into his bed until he gave up.

Grocery shopping was always so calming for you, Fumikage used to come all the time until some old women asked if he was even yours.

sure he had a bird head just like his father but- still super rude!

Putting your groceries into the cart then checking them off your list, you finally made it to your last one.

Chocolate chip Cookie mix.

Fumikage recently said that the cooking hero made one of the best cookies he’s ever eaten and you will never accept that.

Mamas cookies will be better! well when

you can actually grab the box.

The box mix was on one of the highest shelves in the store, you jump once to grab it- you miss.

you jump again, and miss.

Thirds times a charm right? You jump once more and instead of grabbing it you just push it back more.

well you suppose it’s time to start climbing shelves.

But then a calloused hand came to save you, you immediately think it’s hawks- he’s always somewhere near you.

A deeper voice say your name, “Y/n..?”

Not hawks.

You don’t turn around, your too scared to

suddenly your thankful to that old women who accidentally made Fumikage stop coming with you, you wouldn’t want him here-not now.

You turn around.

.

.

.

Hawks off days were usually spent inside relaxing or trying his very best to actually relax.

lazily getting one of bed, the one with your weighted blanket, he makes his way to the Kitchen.

Grabbing the cereal box, he tries his best to pour it into the bowl but nothing goes in.

Well looks like he needs to go the grocery store.

Getting dressed in a simple outfit he makes his way outside then flies off to the store!

hawks always liked his little adventures, he hoped he’d see you on this one but he highly doubts it.

But hey, speak of the devil because you’re right there in the aisle when he walks into the store!

Seems like you’re talking to a man, nice looking, about 6’ foot with dark brown hair.

Hawks has never heard you talk about your friends, mostly about your son- what was his name again?

You look…scared? Which is weird because at first hawks just thought this was an old friend you were talking to but..

why would you look scared?

Hawks sends over a small baby feather to let you know he’s there, you shouldn’t be scared.

he’ll keep you safe.

His feather tickles your back softly, you jump at first but keep your attention towards the man infront of you.

“So, how’s Fumikage?” His deep voice says.

“Fine.” You say quickly.

He sighs, “look y/n, I know we left off on a bad note but I’m better now.”

He says all of these words so soft and kind, but you remember when that same exact voice pinned your son against a wall and screamed at him.

why would Ryuji even care about how Fumikage is doing.

“Y/n?”

You snap out of that thought, “what.”

“It’s nice to see you again, you look good.”

Ryuji and that sliver tongue of his, always trying to butter you up.

“Thank you, Ryuji, but I have to leave.. Fumi-“

“Could I talk to you a little bit at least.” He raises his voice.

He’s blocking you in, what are you supposed to do?

“Please Ryuji-“

“Everything okay here, sweetheart?” A cheerful voice calls next to you.

It’s hawks, he has a lazy smile on his face you can’t really tell if he’s angry or not also- sweetheart?

“And who are you?” Ryuji asks hawks, who doesn’t know hawks though…

“Well I’m her-…” hawks paisss for a moment, “boyfriend!”

Ryuji chuckles softly, “sure you are..”

You sigh at hawks terrible attempt of pretend.

“Ryuji, that is hawks- he’s...” you look at hawks for a split second, “my boyfriend.”

You can see ss hawks wings flutter for a moment, not a good time for him to be acting all embarrassed.

Ryuji stammers, “Oh, I-..I just wanted to say to you y/n that I’m real-“

you cut him off, “why are you out so early?”

“Hell y/n, you know they don’t really double down on all the ‘domestic abuse’ bullshit.” Ryuji says curtly.

You can see hawks face twist in realization on who this man actually is, you’ve only told him about Ryuji once or twice before.

Ryuji continues, “where’s Fumikage anyway, don’t he always come out with you?”

“He stopped coming out a little while back.”

“Terrible thing really, he’s a good kid.” Ryuji says softly, almost like he’s talking to himself.

“Didn’t think he was a good kid when you were with me.” You say with distain dripping from your mouth.

You don’t really understand why your being like this with Ryuji, maybe hawks is giving you some boost of confidence.

“Don’t get mouthy with me.” Ryuji snaps back.

“Don’t you speak to her like that.” Hawks finally gets himself involved in the small spat.

Ryuji pauses, “Say that again, I dare you.”

You can see Ryujis fists tightening slowly, that’s never a good sigh with him.

“I will make your life miserable bird boy, even when you’re sleeping.”

Hawks steps closer to him, “You wanna go?”

You know Ryuji, he never makes an empty threat.

You grab hawks shoulder, “W-we’re sorry Ryuji.” You stare at the ground, not daring to face him.

“You need to keep his damn squawking to a minimum, y/n.” Ryuji says bitterly.

Hawks looks at you with confusion, you were just talking back to him weren’t you? Where did the confident side of you suddenly disappear to?

You step closer to Ryuji, whispering.

Hawks doesn’t pick up on it, ryuji seems like he’s staring straight through his soul.

You retreat next to hawks, Ryuji scoffs and starts to walk away towards the next aisle.

You let out the breath you were holding, finally relaxing.

“What’d you say to him?” Hawks cocks his head curiously.

“Nothing important.”

“Everything you say is Important to me.” Hawks says softly.

You pause, you won’t tell hawks about Ryujis quirk. You hope that he decides not to use it on him, even after you mouthed off to him.

Ryuji always used his quirk after you fought about something, you would go to bed and he would haunt you in your sleep.

You’d beg for his forgiveness every time, you never stood your ground.

Him hurting Fumikage made you change though.

“I just told him to stay away from Fumikage

That was a lie, hawks accepted it anyways.

Hawks shifts into his more happy go lucky mood, “Are you almost done with shopping?”

“Yea actually, I just needed that cookie mix up there.” You point towards the highest shelf.

Hawks chuckles softly and sends a feather up to get it, “make sure to give me some after you’re done baking.”

“Do you wanna make it with me?” You offer.

Hawks feels his heart skip a beat, you? Asking him to be in your kitchen? Baking sweet treats?

It wasn’t even a question.

“What kind of person would I be if I declined someone in need?” He smiles brightly.

You and hawks proceed to the check out, you’re quite lucky you encountered him at the store because there were almost far too many bags for you to carry.

you walked to the store as well so you couldn’t even put them all into your trunk, thanks for saving the day once again hawks!

He carries way more bags than you do, you’re a little worried he may blow out his back from all the weight but he seems fine.

You notice Ryuji as the two of you walk away, instead of staring at you he stares dead at Hawks.

You try your best to ignore it and continue walking towards your house.

After a couple minutes of walking, Hawks speaks up.

“Your house is just around the corner right?”

“Yep, it’s the white house.”

He snickers, “can’t believe I’ll be meeting the president.”

“Trust me when I say Fumikage is not the president.” You say sternly.

“Could I be your body guard, I heard you were hiring- Mrs President~” he says teasingly.

“You’re more like my stalker and less than some bodyguard.”

Hawks face twists into pure horror, sure he always bumps into you but that doesn’t mean he’s a stalker!

though he wouldn’t mind being your stalker in another universe…

You break through this thoughts with your small fit of giggles, laughing about his ‘silly face’ as you put it.

He was just glad you were looking at him.

Finally the both of you made it to your home, Fumikage left a note by the fridge that said he went to some training thing.

He always worried you, you much rather he called than leaving you some cryptic note- but then again you do the same thing.

Hawks picks up the note, reading it over.

“Hard worker ain’t he?” He chuckles quietly.

You smile, “Yea, just like his father.”

Hawks stiffens slightly, “His father?”

“Mhm, we met at the same hero school actually, he was the top of his class.”

Hawks raises his eyebrows in surprise, “You were training to become a hero?”

“Yea, then I found out I was pregnant with Fumikage so…kinda gave up on that pipe dream. That’s why I became a nurse instead, I still wanted to help people y’know?” You say with a soft smile.

Hawks nods with understanding hum.

He’s quiet for a moment, “And then you met Ryuji?”

“I met him when Fumikage was eleven, Ryuji promised me the world when reality he just gave me a rock.” You laugh at your own bad joke.

You hand hawks a bowl filled with the cookie mix and the milk, even though they’re not completely home made it’s a lot easier and less time consuming.

You speak up, “So, how about your love life?”

Hawks can feel himself choke on his own spit, you? Asking about his love life? His day just keeps getting better.

“Actually I’ve never really dated anyone, always too busy.” He sighs.

You gasp a small, “really?!”

He chuckles at your bewilderment.

“I mean I just thought some with your looks would have one by now!”

Hawks ears go red, even after all that training to control his poker face he still can’t resist blushing at a genuine compliment.

He can hear you chuckle, grabbing his ears and tugging slightly.

You giggle, he loves the sound, “Sorry for making you all bashful.”

One of his wings smacks your arm, you chuckle and shake your head then you bring a pan next to Hawks.

“Your done mixing right?”

He nods and you bump him out of the way, taking the bowl and starting to roll the mixture between your hands.

Hawks admires your handy work with content, he likes hanging around with you.

You spot him staring from the corner of your eye, “Need something, birdie?”

His wings flutter softly, “nothing in particular.”

You finish your work and place the cookies into the oven, Turing around face a relaxed Hawks.

Hawks watched you as you lean against the oven, staring back at him.

Hawks speaks quietly,

“Question.”

“Answer.”

“Is Fumikages father in a mental institution?”

Now it was your turn to choke on your own spit, “what?”

“I mean he must be insane for leaving someone like you…”

You laugh, “well aren’t you the charmer?”

“Only for you.”

You pause, is hawks pinning for you or something?

He steps closer towards you, looking away slightly.

You lean more into the oven, “hawks?”

He steps closer, caging you in, “y/n.”

You can feel his breath come in contact with your face, smells minty.

“I-“

The door suddenly opens, “mother, I’m home!”

It’s Fumikage!

…it’s Fumikage, who will soon walk into you and some man on the brink of canoodling.

You push Hawks off quickly, speedily walking over to where Fumikage is supposed to be.

“Fumi! Did you have fun training?” You open your arms for a hug.

Fumikage accepts it and hums.

You kiss the top of his head then ruffle his feathers, “you smell terrible.”

“Mother…”

“Go take a shower, cookies are in the oven.” You say with a smile.

Fumikage nods and starts to walk over to the bathroom, the one that passes the kitchen.

Until a terrifying scream comes from the kitchen, quite high pitched…

“Fumi?!” You call worriedly.

“M-MOTHER THERE IS A MAN IN OUR HOME.” You peek out into the hallway only to see dark shadow out, mostly about to beat the tar out of poor hawks.

You walk over to Fumikage quickly, “hey, hey! He’s just a guest!”

Fumikage retreats towards you, getting a good look at hawks.

He’s quiet, “you…”

Hawks starches the back of his head, “yea it’s me, the number three-“

“You’re the crazy stalker who was on my mother’s balcony!”

Hawks face twists into confusion, “wait what-“

Fumikage whips his head towards you, “Mother you need to call the police immediately!”

You sigh, “Fumi…”

This was the second time hawks had been called a stalker today….

Suddenly a devious plan spawns into your head.

“Fumi, there’s no one there.”

“What?”

You suddenly wave a hand towards hawks in a ‘get out of here’ motion.

“Fumi, look at me.” You grab his face, forcing him to look at you instead of hawks.

“Mama, are you okay…? Clearly there’s a man in our kitchen-“

Hawks suddenly jumps through the window in your kitchen, you didn’t really expect him to do that but okay…

“See Fumi, no one’s there!” You point into the kitchen as Fumikage whips his head to face the kitchen.

“W-what, he- he was just there!” Fumikage whips his head around wildly.

“How about you go cool off in the shower?” You suggest softly.

Fumikage looks down at his hands baffled, “I-i…okay.”

He walks towards the bathroom, closing the door.

You’re surprised that actually worked…

You walk into the kitchen, taking out the cookies that were just saved from being burnt.

Until a small little paper caught your eye, you pick it up and read it, it says a series of numbers.

“text me?” With a cute smiley face next to it.

now you have obtained hawks personal number.

What an eventful day?

Soon Fumikage returns from the bathroom, dressed in one of your old metal shirts from your high school days.

“Cute shirt.” You say sarcastically.

“Looks better on me.” He says sassily.

You wrap your arm around his neck and frazzle all of his feathers.

Fumikage claims that he hates it when you do that but he never resists it.

Fumikage tossed himself down onto the couch with a loud sigh, “y’know I didn’t fall for your whole kitchen trick.”

“Yea I know, smartie pants.” You toss one of the cookies you made towards Fumikage.

He catches it, “why’re you being so friendly with a pro hero..?”

“We keep meeting, next time you see him apologize for that stalker comment also.”

Fumikage takes a bite from the cookie, “can’t take it back if it’s true.”

“Fumikage.”

He sighs, “alright, I will.”

You pick up Fumikages feet and place them into your lap, Turing on one of those cult classic movies that he loves so much.

“Noticed you got Groceries.” Fumikage says Groggily, tired from training most likely.

“Yea, y’know who I saw there?”

Fumikage perks up, “that crazy old lady?”

“Nope, Ryuji.”

Fumikage stiffens slightly, “did he talk to you?”

“Small bit, no harm done.”

Fumikage relaxes slightly, “I should’ve gone with you.”

“It’s no sweat Fumi, your mama can protect herself you know?”

Fumikage sighs and nods, you notice his eyes flutter softly trying his best not to fall asleep.

He does anyway, you’re glad that Fumikage is getting the rest he needs because you want him to always be his best self.

And if Fumikage can never become his best self then you wouldn’t mind, you’d still love him anyways.

You stand and carry Fumikage to his room, placing him into the bed and tucking him in like he was 6 again.

You kiss him temple, and hope he dreams the best of dreams.

Someone who wasn’t doing that at the moment was Hawks.

He barely dreamed so when he went off to slumber land he didn’t expect something so terrifying to meet him there.

Blood and grim, screams of the people he never saved, it always haunted him in some way but never to this extent.

He wakes up in a cold sweat, your weighted blanket only giving him some comfort.

He was never like this before, they were never this intense.

He didn’t sleep for the rest of the night.

What horrified him most is that you were in it, you were scared.

Why is he dreaming like this..?

PART FIVE: MOTHER HEN: PART FIVE

TAG LIST:

@lost-in-horrorland @boopjuice @validveenus @qardasngan @arminsarlerts @star-the-rabid-dog @bunni-teeth81 @lightsgore @portgasdbruh

[traumapinata]

LOVED the Dragon Prince live stream tonight; some of my personal highlights:

Jack said he wants to introduce fans to a special guest who debuted in s7 and alluded to it being his newborn. [SIC. ARE WE GETTING A #Rayllum baby!?!! 😭]

Callum is probably dying, several comments were made including a funeral reference 🥲. Jack was really trying to avoid spoilers but I’m pretty sure our boy is cooked. They definitely confirmed that SOMEONE dies.

One of the writers made a flag that said “AGONY” to describe the new season (RIP).

Paula described the tone of the season as “sad” so big yikes

The whole cast in tears talking about how much the show meant to them 🥹 Why are they all so wholesome?!

Cast is begging us to PLEASE promote the hell out of the show so we can get arc 3!

Gren, Villads, or Opeli would probably be the best drivers out of the dragaang lmao (Corvus was downvoted for likely losing his cool in traffic, which is fair)

Claudia is not allowed to drive and Soren would be in Tokyo Drift 😅

Callum would lose his car in a parking lot and then give up looking for it (so real, buddies)

Jack 1000% leaned into Rayllum before it was ever even canon. Same for Paula. They just kinda felt it and went with it even tho it hadn’t been intended. These characters wrote themselves ISTG. Thank God for them giving us Rayllum.

Never gonna beat the #percabeth and #hiccstrid allegations

Confirmed that Callum cut his hair as a response to the Rayllum breakup (no wonder that cut is so emo coded lawl)

Callum immediately after Rayla leaves:

SOREN LOVE FROM THE CAST ❤️

VA’s giving advice to their characters— Paula said she would tell Rayla she needs to work on her human impersonation 😂

Wished we got some more talk about Ez and Zym

Did I catch Harrow’s VA make a reference to that damn bird or did I hallucinate???

Literally everyone loves Rayllum

DIVERSITY REP 🥳

TDP Fandom: “I’ve had Astrid for 5 minutes but if anything happens to them I’m k***ng everyone and then myself”

Do with this information what you wish 🫡 Godspeed, tomorrow we weep

[assortedvillainvault]

Hi! I was browsing the Lord Shen tag and found your blog 👀. I loved the headcanons for ShenxReader through the wolf henchmen's pov ❤️.

Would you mind sharing some headcanons but from the pov of the fluffy Lord peacock himself?

Hi Anon, thank you so much!!

I'm so sorry that my Lord Shen Masterlist slipped my mind - I'm fighting tumblrs atrocious tag search to find my previous writings for him and get them on there for you. In the meantime please - have some more!

Lord Shen x Reader Headcannons

- This stuck up, mithery, hairpin tempered ball of anxiety and condescension is officially your problem now. I mean. You chose this, so I’ll leave it to you as to what end of the bad choices scale you’re landing on, but man. You sure picked.

- I also can’t get over the fact that – in China and most of the East: white is associated with death and sadness, and mourning. You not only picked the unhinged genocide gun bird, you picked the only person in all of China to be literally born emo via albinism.

- I will get back to the above, but I’m mcfucking losing it over the image of Shen being. The smaller of the two of you.

- Like if you were a smaller creature he could properly get his elegant noble stride on, nose in the air and tail gently swishing behind him as he circles you, admiring every angle and relishing the nervous, excited little glances you give him. He might not be a strictly predatory species but he sure loves that thrilling edge of not-quite-stalking. He’s too high class for the genuine article, that’s what he has the wolves for.

- But if you had the audacity to be larger than him?!

- He’d grind his teeth if he had any. He wants so badly to intimidate you – making sure to step with an extra click of metal coated talons, words honey-barbed and sticky as he looks for chinks in your armour, having to crane his head back and up to look you in the eye and- look- could, could you just- just lean down? Lean down for goodness sake just- there. There. Lovely. As he was saying…

- Shen going to go bananas planning the perfect courtship. Everything must be. Exactly. As he plans it. God forbid you trip on the stairs. If you bribe the guards to move all furniture two inches to the left you’re going to have a great time watching Shen’s eyelid twitch for twenty minutes as he tries to figure out what’s ticking him off.

- Want a shortcut? Say nice things about his cannon. No seriously, it’s not a euphemism (though it could be-)

- The cannon is the culmination of Shen’s ambitions, the reason for his exile, the demonstration of ingenuity that set him apart. Seeing you run a hand smoothly over the intricate castings and complimenting his life's work is going to fill him with so many butterflies he’ll have the wedding ready by noon.

- Of course he does, underneath all the royal snobbery and sass, really, genuinely like you. More than he ever thought he could ever like another person. Go you.

- ...He can’t contain the terror that you might not like him back. Not because of all the murder, no, that’s clearly not the issue. But because he isn’t perfect enough for you. Because he’s not enough.

- Shen popped out of his egg all but rocking the 2007 bangs and MCR soundtrack of his time: born the colours of death in a house and species traditionally all the colours of the rainbow will have been like a self fulfilling prophesy – unspoken but not forgotten as he grew up and internalised his inadequacy by striving for excellence in literally everything else in life.

- Excellence in the form of weaponry, security, excessive control and genocidal ruthlessness. Combined with ingenuity, high intelligence and paranoia: all wrapped in a package of straining courtly manners and a need to constantly have the upper hand.

- You keep taking the fucking rug out from under him by reversing the script and being nice. Even his nanny (soothsayer, who has having a great time munching popcorn and giving incidental commentary) gives him shit and drives him up the wall – yet you’re out here, smiling (how dare you-) and- and saying he looks good (he knows, knows he looks sickly and out of place, a reaper amongst royalty-) and – of course you want to hand his hand really, who wouldn’t (who would?) - he’s fine, he’s fine-

- If he dared to let you go, he’d shatter like a discarded doll.

- How does it feel, reader, to hold the fate of all China in the balance of your smile?

[liamket]

guys. i could say that im very normal abt the update. but that would be a lie. and lying is bad. yeah. im nothing close to normal abt this whole thing im deranged.

theres so many details here.

Time seems to be more calm, the last update he was at the verge of screaming (to shut them all? to call for help to control all these links? who knows) now he looks very thoughtful, taking in every detail of the whole place to see if he can get some sort of puzzle solved

This question i feel like it has more impact that it looks at first, a lot of people are pointing out the little owl friend we saw at the first doodles of the AU, yeah the owl in oot was a yapper in all rule, but he was some sort of guidance during his journey

Twilight connects the owls to Shad, a guy who has a lot of knowledge and can help him at any moment if he needs some sort of information, Four remembers the owl that helped the colors during his second adventure, and Legend connects the owls to the statues in Koholint, together with the owl that gave him hints to where he had to go

Here it is made clear the point that i was talking before: Time recognizes that even if, for a kid, it was just an anoying bird, he helped him in some sort of way, and he should appreciated that small detail

beautiful art there's so many birds here im delighted so happy i've been staring at this for already 6 minutes beautiful

Owlan! as someone who also has slept during class so many times i dont blame Sky at all

also can we talk about how cool is Owlan's design??? like why i haven't seen anyone commenting abt it???? the yellow feather just makes me thing of the loftwing that we had to chase during the start of sksw, and i love that small detail so much

and Sun!! Finally she got a canon apparition, and of course it is with Sky sleeping during class lol

going back with what i was saying before, yeah he can thank Kaepora Gaebora all he wants, but man did that bird talk so much

love that expression 10/10 no more notes needed

EMO RULIE EMO RULI-

putting that joke aside, Hyrule seems to be more careful inside a dungeon, sure he can try and explore all he wants outside, but he knows very well the dangers of a dungeon, and he would like to no take any risk that could put them in danger while he can help it

I love the continuity of the comic, we all knew these were the same statues as the one that Twi used to separate them from Sky, but seeing it being portrayed in the comic is a detail that i think we all appreciate

Twilight my guy you cant go and look all that innocent we know your tricks

also Sky still remembers that time, seeing Legend as a bunny will not be easily forgotten. And Legends knows it

it doesn't mean that he likes that little fact

here i have things to say, it makes sense that the antifairy goes first for Legend, he's like. one of the most magic-based of them. Sure maybe Hyrule is our special wizard guy, but the vet uses a shit ton of magic weapons, he has to have a crazy amount of magic with him adding the rings he has

Also them all ready to defend their vet, yeah it might not be fully dangerous, but they will show no mercy to whatever dares to hurt one of them (a silent promise that they all made with the Twilight situation)

Time's attention is instantly gained with the mention of a Fairy, he doesn't sees too much of his friends in that thing, and that gives him a bad feeling of why the name

i could easily do a well thought comment on how he's magical girl material but i think with only that description enough was said

Only with the thought of one of his fairy friends having such destiny makes Time be disgusted, a Fairy turned into an enemy? Doesn't sound right, it isn't natural and just cruel for the poor fairy

also Wind was ready to catch her, he knows how valuable are fairies during a dungeon, you never know when you will need her help

Warriors during his adventure he made friends with the fairies, so he obviously will have something for her

he's like a mom who knows her children very well and will carry any treats for them, not beating up the mom/aunt of the group allegations

and Wind give the poor fairy some time before entering the bottle, she must be confused :(

this last pannel is everything to me, very cool very beautiful i love thsi comic so much

now my fav pannels as usual!

beautiful art as always every time i see a new update i get surprised by all the details

if you noticed a lot of Four in the last few images shushhh

as always, art credits goes towards @linkeduniverse!

[lambypop]

I'm working on chapter 3 right now but I'll give you some crumbs of information about the relationship of Reader ndd Tim Drake.

Tim Drake who has the closest relationship with Reader as siblings

Tim is the only Batsibling (+Robin!Jason but he died) that knows about the existence of Reader.

They met when Tim was just starting to be Robin and Bruce was very deep into his depression.

He realized that there was some debit card attached to Bruce's one, so he investigated and found nothing but way too many firewalls and software protection, so he ended up asking Bruce

And Bruce vented and VENTED HARD, like dude just dropped the biggest Dad Lore ever on how he met readers mom and that reader exists.

Bruce revealed to a 12-year-old Tim Drake that he has a child (14-15) living in Europe, and ended up asking Tim if he wanted to meet her.

A very skeptical and slightly emotional neglected Tim nodded.

He and Bruce flew to Europe with an excuse of looking for a lead of one of the cases they were working on (that's what they told everyone, even Alfred)

The next day Tim ended up meeting an Emo/goth!Teen!Reader that had a scowl (identical to bruce's when he gets pissed btw ) worse than Dick's when he met him (Tim), poor baby thought he was gonna get hated or screamed at.

Instead he got a sibling who would carry him around, coo at him, and baby him, they got him a new camera and coffee (decaffeinated and based on pure milk)

He drew stuff and she would stick it into the Fridge with a proud smile.

Tim would be able o rant for hours on stuff he liked and cases and Reader would sit there and listen.

Reader would bring him to her outings.

Tim won a big sibling, and Reader won a little brother + a shadow.

Tim followed reader around like a baby duck

They would go out to the park to take photos of birds plants, and everything, Reader would take Tim on her cool scooter.

Then they needed to go back to Gotham and Tim... cried a lot, wailed even as he hugged his now older sibling legs, he wanted Reader to go with them, but she couldn't, she had her life there, tho it broke her heart, but managed to keep Tim for crying promising that they could Facetime and call all the time.

Now Tim always went with Bruce every time he came to visit.

Every visit was somehow better than the last

Funny, happy, and exciting memories.

Until they weren't

A call from Bruce "..... Hey.... I know this.... I need youto do me a favor darling" your father's voice broke "Im gonna fly Tim to Europe w-with you" you could swear he was crying but you didn't mentioned it "He was involved in an accident, I needbyou to ake care of him for a while...... He can't be here in Gotham.... Not right now"

The incident......

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The Joker Junior incident

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Hi so I was like death for like 5 days sorry about that, in resume my mom crashed out at me because I lost 7.39 DOLLARS and because of that, my sister quite literally threatened to kick me out of a house that isn't even her's (it's my aunts) while I am a minor, I'm not even 20, yeahhhhh so urhm, now I'm okay? and I got a new phone!

[opiopal]

Are we sure demons are even mammals? Their human forms are for hiding among humans, so they might not have the less obvious functions. We know Lucifer had 12 wings, but his angel form only shows six, implying that that is at least one more "truer" form, which could also be the case with demons. The truest form of a native demon might use an alternate method to feed their young.

this actually got me thinking more about it, so I started to think about their demon forms since that would probably give more answers,

so lucifer and mammon are birds, peacock and crow, so they would tend to eggs, so no need for breast feeding birds

levi is a serpent, yes there is sea life that are mammals, but sea snakes are def not one of them, so fertilizing eggs in bunches doesn't require breasts even after hatching.

asmo is a scorpion, I have NO CLUE how scorpions work when it comes to their young but i know for a fact that anything with an exoskeleton.. most of the time isn't a mammal. so again, eggs.

and beel is a bug, I forget if its fact that hes a cicada? thats just what I remember, and cicadas arent mammals so again, eggs

now i tried to search for what satan is since its really unclear(at least to me), if he was a bird like his dadmom then he would probably have wings, but he IS wing. and when I searched I was told unicorn and wolf(ofc his rebel teen emo ass would be a wolf) and obviously belphie is a goat/cow thing, so technically the anti lucifer league should be mammals just going off of their demon forms,

but again no nipples, belphie makes sense cause again, former angel, popped into existance, no mommy for him, but satan was born from lucifer.. technically organically...? (still cant believe mpreg basically happened) but lucifer probably was never intended to have kids from his own body so no nipples, and again satan came from wings, which yeah would all make sense, but then again I circle back to Dia

he's a dragon, yet was born not from an egg, but as a result of a live birth. which resulted in his mother passing away. so I'm still going strong on my dia's not a full demon theory(maybe royal blood makes him appear to be a pure demon?)

and I can also imagine that demons dont have a big powerful form like a "be not afraid" angel does, so lucifer and the brothers prolly had a down grade in the scary physical form factor. prolly another layer to their punishments. (ofc demons still prolly have a big scary demon form, just not as big as a flaming swords with wings and eyes and a booming voice)

and going onto other demons, I can imagine reproduction is very diverse in the devildom. demons who are more reptilian, demons that are birds, cold blooded creatures, anything that wouldn't give live birth would lay eggs, do silly little dances to attract mates, look pretty to attract mates, ect. and obviously demons that are goats, cows, deer, cat, dog, would give live birth. so maybe nipples with demons are like freckles? some people have them and other people just dont.

BUT, then again, demons could have only 1-2 animals that relate to their sin, demons of Greed could be crows and foxes, envy is snakes and sea creatures, ect. but then again mephisto is a thing, and he's a demon of pride, so that would make him a peacock like lucifer, but with a lack of a canon demon form its hard to say, but mephisto already shares a hairstyle and boyfriend with lucifer so it would just be mean to have him share even more with him. but than again he could also be a lion? but I dont think that would fit that little gay rich boy at all. But I think it would just be more interesting if a demons form isn't always directly related to their sin so they can be any animal.

all in all, the only thing I think I could come to a conclusion with is that angels aren't mammals. and ofc they wouldnt gain nipples after becoming demons cause how odd would that be? "NOO MY SISTERS DEAD AND IVE BEEN CAST DOWN TO HELL- what are those things on my chest." and with demons it could probably vary from being mammals and not being mammals. but I could imagine its like, 80% of the devildom lays eggs and the other 20% doesnt. but all in all I think demons can do either or, it just depends on what they want to do, get freaky and then give birth or lay an egg and sit on it till it hatches, but I'm sure no demon would willingly give birth if they had the option to just pop out an egg.

or maybe its just my crack theory, two demons kiss and get freaky then 9 months later a baby pops out of thin air, magic baby!

[science-lings]

Batfam Monster Poll 5: Tim

*for the purposes of this au, we're just going to assume each creature has a 'human' form.

Part 1: Bruce (ends 3/31/2025)

Part 2: Dick (ends 4/1/2025)

Part 3: Jason (ends 4/2/2025)

Part 4: Cass (ends 4/3/2025)

Part 6: Steph (ends 4/5/2025)

Part 7: Damian (ends 4/6/2025)

Part 8: Duke (ends 4/7/2025)

More info and thoughts

Glossary-

Valravn-

They're basically just Griffins for Emos, instead of an eagle and a lion, it's a raven and a wolf. They actually start out as normal ravens that eat the dead body of someone important like a king and gain their intelligence through that. After that they can eat the heart of a child and become knights, they can also be described as restless souls seeking redemption. Now that I think about it, it's kinda Jason coded... oh well.

I actually liked this minifig version the most but the og poster on reddit is deleted so idk who make it.

Yatagarasu-

Really just a large crow with an extra leg. Physically not too impressive but the story behind it and my previous exposure to the concept put it on the list. It's a symbol of guidance that parallels Tim bringing batman back to the light after Jason's death. Tim specifically just has that corvid energy.

In ace attorney the Yatagarasu is a trio of a prosecutor, a defense attorney, and a police detective (symbolising the three legs) devoted to unearthing and revealing the truth in less than legal ways in a corrupt legal system and ultimately gets inherited by one teenage vigilante. The whole theme is of 'stealing the truth' which I feel like has Tim vibes.

More thoughts-

Just... weird little fae boy Tim, meant from the very beginning to be a 'replacement' for someone, whether that be the Drake's theoretical original child or Robin. he gets so good at avoiding telling the truth and hiding from the mortal eye. I also am thinking of the kind of fae adjacent creatures that live unseen in a house that come out at night to fuck around.

Also... we need to give this guy wings or feathers, he is the one that goes hardest with the bird part of Robin and I think we should embrace that.