#I want to steal your tags

[nerdieforpedro]

The tags though! 🥰🥰🥰 I want to steal them! 🤗🤗🤗

WINKTOBER DAY 3: Anal (Din Djarin)

Din Djarin is soft. Raise your hand if you agree.

What is the term the counselors and healers call uptight people on your world….oh yes, ”anal keeping”–“anal” for short–that’s Din, anal.

This gun goes here, this crate is only for munitions, this cargo net is full even if it looks half-empty, this isn’t a toy, this isn’t the day we have bone broth, this helmet stays on, this is the way.

And once every cycle he’s down in the hold of the Crest with you, his silent, sulking, hulk of a form taking up the space as he slowly and meticulously cleans each weapon in his locker, one after the other, whether he’s used it or not.

His presence is unnerving, and so you begin to talk, telling him stories while you work on the ship’s wiring–terribly dull stories of your care-free childhood, your loving parents, your prosperous village, the boring, safe, idyllic life you had before getting off that rock and flying away with a Mandalorian who just wanted his ancient heap of a gunship to keep flying.

But before long, you notice that the more you speak, the longer it takes for him to clean his weapons.

And after that…you learn to see beyond the scowl of the visor to the melancholy beneath, recognize his voice not as irritated but battling something like shyness, his need to keep the tools of his trade clean not so great as the draw to be here, to be confided in, to let his heart be lightened by someone’s laughter and, ultimately, to be near the one gentle person in this lonely galaxy that doesn’t seem to be frightened or intimidated by him….someone that has so many interesting stories to tell….

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WINKTOBER 2022 MASTERLIST

[solsticebugg]

hey btw just because i am plushum doesn’t mean i am attracted to Every Plush Ever. i don’t see a kid out on the streets with a teddy bear and think about how much i want to rip them from the kid’s arms and make out with them. i like MY plushies

[baby-xemnas]

BEPO HOW ARE YOU SO CUTE JUST GETTING UP OFF THE GROUND

[justaz]

Oh. Imagining happy ending au Ekko and Jinx living in the firelight base together with Isha. When Ekko cut her hair after finding her/before going into battle, he cut it like Isha’s. After everything was said and done, Jinx faked her death so Piltover would leave her alone and she went home to her husband former enemy partner best friend and daughter and had Ekko and Isha dye her hair brown like Isha’s so they look more alike since the blue has faded from Isha’s hair. Everyone is the Zaun knows Jinx is still alive but they respect her peace with her family and never give the enforcers anything to go off of. Piltover might know she’s still alive but that’s neither here nor there.

ANYWAYS I was thinking about Isha, Ekko, and Jinx in their home and Jinx puts on a random record and starts dancing with Isha like they used to do in Jinx’s base/hideout/lair/whatever and Ekko hears the song that’s playing and trails out to see his wife former enemy partner best friend dancing with their daughter her daughter their daughter Isha to the song Ma Meilleure Ennemie and laughing. Ekko smiles and steps in, joining in their laughter and dancing. Then he and Jinx slowly make their way towards each other and just start dancing together. So similar to that other world but so different but still the same woman he loves in all universes, in all timelines.

Isha watches them with a giddy smile, her parents are so happy and so loving and she couldn’t be happier

[pfhwrittes]

all my love and thanks go to @buttdumplin for inspiring this soft little something for ale.

tags/triggers: the comfort part of hurt/comfort, use of papi as a pet name, fluff, brief mention of minor injuries (bruises), food mention.

word count: 430ish (unedited and unbeta'd as usual)

pairing: alejandro vargas x gender neutral reader.

a/n: i'm gonna level with you all, i don't know any spanish and the only spanish i know is european spanish. so instead of butchering a beautiful language, i've used a lot of italics. please please tell me if i've screwed up. and my standard request as per the banner, please do not interact with my writing if you're under the age of 18, despite this being entirely fluff.

everything hurts as ale shoulders the door open. his pulse throbs in time behind his eyes and over the swollen bruise on his jaw, a combination of too much paperwork and a lucky hit from rudy in the gym.

ale takes a deep, restorative breath as he makes his way towards the kitchen. the sounds of something sizzling over the music playing on the speakers tempting him further into the house better than any siren song.

"hi my love. busy day?" you call over your shoulder as he drops into the chair at the table heavily, "dinner is almost done, i'm trying the recipe your tía sent me and i think -"

ale tunes the rest of your chatter out as the headache flares behind his eyes and the patterned table cloth in his peripheral - the one his mother gleefully bestowed on you - blurs slightly before he closes his eyes with a tired groan.

"oh papi." you cluck your tongue softly and ale feels your cool hand smooth over his forehead, brushing back the few loose strands of his hair before moving to press lightly on the bruise under the scruff on his jaw.

ale nuzzles into your palm with a sigh.

"i'm sorry my love." he murmurs softly, blinking his tired eyes open slowly.

you're standing in front of him in the soft loose clothing you always prefer when you come home from work. a vision in comfortable cotton and jersey. he gives in to the urge to bury his face in your belly, sighing when the palm cupping his face slides to the nape of his neck. you soothe him with gentle words and gentler touches, kneading at the tense muscles of his neck.

minutes or hours later, ale lifts his head and watches as you melt at his expression. the little frown at your brow smoothing out, love radiating from every pore.

"what would i do without you?"

you hum in response and ale lets his eyelashes flutter closed as you scratch at his scalp lightly.

"come on papi, let's get you in the shower. wash some of the day off you, hm?" you say softly and curl your fingers into his hair, a teasing tug that would ordinarily send the blood zinging through his veins but tonight warms him slowly, making his thoughts go syrupy slow.

ale leans his forehead onto your stomach again, completely content to rest as you dote on him, his words muffled when he speaks.

"i love you so much."

"i know papi," you pause, before urging him to lift his head to look at you, "i love you too."

[commandertartarsmoocher]

Oh hey,

I bet the professor didn't even consider that his sentient AI invention would be capable of complex feelings such as grief.

[Posting both versions because I'm indecisive]

[mikodrawnnarratives]

Dragon!Maggie/Princess Evie and Prince Max my beloved

the concept has my heart, has no backing in canon, and i don't care

He's her treasure hiss go away insert cat growling noises

[bookofmormonmemes]

STOP normalizing the grind and START normalizing going and doing the things which the Lord hath commanded; for I know that the Lord giveth no commandments unto the children of men, save he shall prepare a way for them that they may accomplish the thing which he comma

i regret to inform you that the original context of this quote probably did involve a significant amount of The Grind. like in that specific instance of needing to go bribe, swindle, and murder his way to acquiring them plates, nephi was probably very much a friend of hustle culture.

which is to say.........when normalizing the grind...........do not forget. the crime

[billdenbrough]

cannot possibly express enough how strange this one is. ok. @naturecalls111 prompted me (technically for microfic monday, but it was quickly determined to be untenable) kevaaron + frogs. there was an additional, informal element to the prompt she wanted that rocketed it from 488w (already egregious) to 1.6k (don't look at me), but i'm already wrestling with my psyche enough abt this one lmao. we'll leave that part to be a surprise so i don't have to think about it anymore HAHA. i guess. anyway. kevaaron + frogs, for mina.

“This is your fault,” Aaron says.

Kevin is affronted. “How could this be my fault!”

“Nobody cares enough about what I do to curse me,” Aaron points out, huffy. As huffy as a frog can be, anyway. “But you? Absolutely. You’re also really annoying.”

Kevin sulks.

“How sure are you?” Neil asks, following Nicky into the room. “I mean. Frogs?”

Nicky gives him an incredulous look, then snatches Kevin off the desk. Kevin makes the world’s most indignant croak, which everyone rudely ignores, except Aaron, who rolls his eyes.

“He has a queen mark,” Nicky exclaims, brandishing Kevin at Neil. “What kind of frog has a tattoo?”

Neil stares at it, then sighs. “Okay. Sure. Why not. So it’s Kevin. How do you know it’s Aaron with him?”

“Kevin wouldn’t leave without him, so it had to be one of us,” Nicky explains. Kevin thinks this is an optimistic reading of his character. “Which already probably meant Aaron, but I’ve confirmed he’s the only one also missing. So.”

“How did this happen?” Neil muses, sitting down on Kevin’s bed. His bed is right there. Kevin strongly considers kicking him. Except he doesn’t have the right feet.

Almost immediately after he has that thought, his mouth opens—without his express permission—and his tongue goes flying, a projectile aimed right at Neil’s face.

Neil barely manages to dodge, throwing up his arms and falling backwards quickly enough that Kevin’s tongue narrowly misses his skin. (Thank God.) 

Nicky squawks, dropping Kevin, who thankfully lands on the desk. Aaron is watching Neil with interest. And Kevin—

Kevin is just pleased his aim and ability to forcibly correct Neil’s behaviour is still intact.

“Oh, gross,” Nicky complains. Neil looks relatively unruffled, though he shoots Kevin a slight glare before moving to his own bed. Thank you.

“Yep, that’s Kevin,” Neil mutters. “I wonder how Aaron got wrapped up in this.”

Nicky cocks his head.

“Assuming turning people into frogs is a real thing—which, okay, yeah—then I have to assume it doesn’t happen randomly,” Neil says. “And as annoying as Aaron can be—” Aaron rolls his eyes. Again. “—It’s gotta be Kevin, right? The reason?”

“Oh, yeah, that makes sense,” Nicky says immediately. Which is so rude.

“Maybe they were together?” Neil muses aloud.

“Or it’s like a fairytale,” Nicky says. At Neil’s confused—and slightly judgemental—look, he elaborates, “You know, like, The Frog Prince! Or The Frog Princess! Or—that movie coming out, the Princess and the Frog!”

“This is too many frogs,” Neil mutters, but looks attentive. “So what’s the common theme? Other than frogs.”

“You know, normal fairytale stuff,” Nicky says, waving his hands through the air. On the desk beside Kevin, Aaron has gone still. It’s weird that Kevin can tell—it’s not like Aaron was especially mobile in the moments prior, after all—but paying attention to Aaron isn’t that big of a surprise, these days. “True love’s kiss, all that.”

Neil goes still too.

Aaron is looking at Kevin, gaze watchful, eyes intent.

Kevin looks away. Unfortunately, this means he’s looking at Neil, who is observing him with a calculating expression. At least Neil can’t expect a response, Kevin thinks. Small victories.

“Well,” Neil says. Kevin assumes he’s talking to Nicky—as strange as Neil is, conversing with a frog is probably out of even his realm of behaviour—but he’s still looking at Kevin. Ugh. “That might explain it.”

“Huh?” Nicky asks.

Kevin cannot look at Neil anymore.

Aaron is still looking at him.

“Neil frequently has bad ideas,” Kevin says, a pre-emptive defence.

“I don’t disagree,” Aaron says. It’s fucking weird. He’s a frog. Green and disproportionate legs—maybe he should try keep those when they get back to normal, Kevin thinks, suddenly daydreaming of a genuinely tall defence line; and then his thoughts shift a little to the left, Aaron’s knobbly knees but now they’re green and his calves are endless, pressing against Kevin, and wow, okay, Kevin is shelving that one before he gets too anatomically-confused, what the fuck—but still so Aaron. It still feels the same, him looking at Kevin, and now there’s something in Kevin’s throat to swallow past. He’s not even sure if he still has a throat, technically.

Neil and Nicky are still talking in the background, a buzzing noise that Kevin can’t focus on.

“Fairytales aren’t real,” Kevin says.

“We are frogs,” Aaron enunciates. Which is a reasonable counterpoint.

“This is ridiculous,” Kevin mutters.

“Kevin,” Aaron says. This is going to do something insane to Kevin’s dreams, he thinks, dismayed. Aaron croaking his name, and it being completely understandable. Life is so hard.

“Ugh,” Kevin says. His tongue goes flying past, apparently the frog equivalent of throwing one’s arms up in exasperation.

Aaron watches it go past, then looks at Kevin. If they were normal, he thinks Aaron’s eyebrow would be raised, or face tilted to the side, or something to that effect. People don’t think of either twin as especially expressive, but Kevin knows Aaron’s face, has mapped all its mountains and shifting planes. He misses it, suddenly, fiercely. More than the consistent pulse of exasperation and disbelief at their situation, the underlying desire to get back to normal. It’s an active, immediate thing: he wants to see Aaron’s face again, a deep-seated ache.

“Careful,” Aaron says. “If you keep throwing that tongue around, I won’t let you put it in my mouth.”

Kevin chokes. His tongue tangles itself on the way back into his mouth, his eyes bulge, and he makes a sputtering noise. Neil and Nicky don’t even pause their discussion.

If there’s a way for a frog to look calm in the wake of their friend (?)—also a frog—almost dying in response to an implication of flirtation, Aaron does.

“Aaron,” Kevin wheezes, once he’s got his tongue safely back inside his mouth and has reminded himself how to be a person.

“Kevin,” Aaron returns. He sounds so calm. So sure. And Kevin still knows him, down to his bones, but in this body, he can’t figure out his tells as easily. He can’t watch the movement of his knee, the furrow of his brows, the curling of his fingers into a fist. There’s no jaw to tighten, no hair to run his hands through, and while he still has eyes, they’re not ones that Kevin has memorised the way they soften.

“Is that a joke?” Kevin asks.

“We’re frogs,” Aaron reminds him. “We’re already the joke.” Before Kevin can decide how he feels about that, Aaron says, “Kissing you? Sure. Why not. Worth a shot.”

“Why not,” Kevin echoes. “Worth a shot.”

Aaron looks at him again. Kevin thinks maybe this is what it looks like for a frog’s eyes to soften, but who knows? Maybe he’s just looking for what he wants to see.

God, this whole thing is fucking ridiculous, but maybe the most unsettling part has been realising how much he misses seeing Aaron’s face. He’s gone longer without seeing it, obviously, it’s just—he’s never had to look at Aaron without it being Aaron. He can’t explain it better than that.

“Maybe I wouldn’t mind,” Aaron says suddenly, “if it were a fairytale.”

Kevin blinks. (Oh, that was weird.) He thinks that over.

“Oh,” he says, then smiles. He thinks he smiles. He’s not really sure what his mouth is doing. It’s unnervingly large in relation to the rest of his body.

“Oh,” Aaron echoes, but he hops closer. One hop. Two. His legs are very strong, Kevin notes, but then he stops thinking about it, because Aaron is really close.

Kevin cannot believe he’s maybe—probably—almost certainly—about to kiss Aaron for the first time. And they’re fucking frogs.

Kevin hops that last step, moving in closer.

“Hi,” he says.

“Hi,” Aaron says, rolling his eyes again. Kevin has never seen a frog do that before, though jury’s out as to whether that’s because normal frogs can’t, or because Aaron Minyard brings a level of exasperation previously unknown amongst the species.

Kevin leans in, and kisses him. It’s the weirdest sensation he’s ever had—their bodies are approximately 30% mouth right now, which is a lot to deal with—but then Aaron’s mouth is open a little, and Kevin’s weird, powerful tongue darts in and tangles with Aaron’s.

This is fucking insane, Kevin thinks, and then there’s a sudden whoosh of air through the room, and suddenly the desk crashes and he and Aaron are sprawled across each other on the floor.

Human.

And naked.

“Oh my god,” Nicky says. “You’re back!” And then, tilting his head at Kevin, “And naked.”

“We’re leaving,” Neil announces, grabbing Nicky by the elbow and tugging him out of the room. His expression is dismayed. “I don’t want to see you today,” he says over his shoulder, which Kevin would like to apply to Aaron, but probably mostly means him.

Aaron is beneath Kevin, which luckily means his modesty is protected, given his usual hangups (Aaron and Neil often tell Kevin that it’s not that everyone else has hangups, but that Kevin is entirely too open with nudity; Kevin largely ignores this); unfortunately, it does mean Kevin landed on him, and now he’s groaning.

Kevin gets off him, then looks at him. At his face. God. He missed that face.

“Why are you staring at me?” Aaron grumbles.

“After everything that just happened, that’s your question?” Kevin asks, incredulous. Fucking fond, because of course it is.

“Everything else has a root cause of you being annoying,” Aaron says. “This—”

Kevin leans in, cupping Aaron’s jaw with one hand.

Aaron shuts up.

“Take a guess,” Kevin says. His voice is – soft. Too soft to hide behind.

There’s so much going on Aaron’s face, eyes quick, expressive, roving all over Kevin’s, taking him in, figuring him out. Then his expression clears.

“You’re so annoying,” Aaron says, and then he surges up and kisses Kevin.

It’s much better, Kevin thinks, getting to do this as them.

[hotdrinks]

[ID: I black and white ink style drawing of Tim and Martin from the Magnus archives. Tim is a stocky man with dark hair and a thick mustache. Martin is a short, fat man with light hair and glasses. They are both in vaguely Victorian-era white button-up shirts and suspenders. They are both disheveled. Tim has Martin by the shoulders, and their faces are close together, like they are about to kiss. End ID.]

Spicy Victorian (ish) era Martim for @saintbleeding and ALSO FOR ME

[muchmossymess]

give me your headcanons for a minecraft server with the fmab kids

[glockmonkey]

actually im elaborating on the tags of that last rb (post by @commsroom ). eiffel is really good at his job really uncomfortably while, vice versa, when minkowski is bad at her job she has to make herself be confident about it. thinking about minkowski having to justify her fear of the plant monster/fear of not being in control by hunting it restlessly and logging it like it’s Work, instead of just admitting shes afraid. minkowski liking Sunday In The Park with George because the idea that bad things can be made beautiful is “reassuring, maybe?” thinking about minkowski learning that she doesnt have to be perfect at everything she does. giving up control to lovelace when shes objectively the better commander, then regaining it when lovelace is like “actually, you’re good at your job, you just make mistakes sometimes and thats okay.” my control freak wife!!!!!!! i love her

[necrotic-nephilim]

https://www.tumblr.com/necrotic-nephilim/761714083447898112/do-you-have-any-fucked-up-babscass-headcanons?source=share

Different anon, but I saw your tags on the BabsVass post, and I think I had the perfect idea for how they can involve Tim in their dynamic.

For Cass, Babs is mommy, and Dick is hers and mommy's boyfriend. It's perfect, and Cass has all the love and positive reinforcement she needs, but Bruce is still being stubborn and refusing to connect with his Birds, especially Tim, who's had to pick up after Batman to keep that man from killing himself.

Tim could use some love, and anytime I look at Tim and Cass together, a significant part of me goes "ah yes, the twins from different mothers". So imagine that's how they initially pull Tim away from Bruce.

Cass always sticking to his side whenever possible while she's not with Babs. If you can't find Cass, and she isn't with Babs or Dick, then go find Tim, and Cass will be right there, almost fused to his side.

Their first moment of anything more than the sibling-like relationship is when Tim comes back from a case tired and sore and needing a good hug, so he beelines for Cass, who's also coming back from a stake out, and holds her, their similar heights letting tim perfectly prop his chin on her shoulder and just cling to her, while they slowly strip each other out of their suits.

And then she's right there, all gorgeous and strong and so so soft under his hands that Tim can't help but lean closer and kiss her. He pulls away almost immediate, stuttering and flushing a deep red, but Cass just pulls him in again and kisses him in return.

From then on they start sneaking kisses here and there. The physical closeness doesn't change, Cass and Tim always like to practically glue themselves against the other's side, but now there's a lot of kissing and groping involved, and the kisses slowly become more tongue than lips, until Cass is throwing Tim on his back and straddling his hips.

She grinds against his cock as she tells him about Babs, about how her mommy makes her feels so so loved, his Dick likes to have her on top like this, and how Tim desperately NEEDS love too, because Bruce doesn't appreciate his Birds nowhere near enough.

Everytime Tim tries to come up with an argument, Cass will grind her hips down harder and dig her nails into his chest just that tiny bit more, like she sees Babs do before clawing red lines down Dick's chest when he's inside her and she's about to cum.

Tim decides that he wants to give it a try, at least, and is rewarded with Cass taking him side her and leaning in to hug him while they both rut into each other, both needing hugs mor than they need to chase an orgasm. It's slow, and a little clumsy, because Cass refuses to let go of Tim, so he has to grab her hips and move her himself, but they make it work, and they both cum line that, hugging and shaking in each other's arms.

Tim meets Babs at her place, dragge there by Cass, and immediately becomes Cass' twin in the bed too. They always look so much prettier when they cling to each other while Babs and Dick fuck them, and Tim loves it when Babs sits him on her lap and moves him like a doll to fuck him with her strap, while holding hands with Cass, who's fucking herself on Dick while he's all tied up in pretty shibari, and letting her use him for her pleasure.

The first time Dick and Tim fuck there's a lot of tears and apologies for past misdeeds, but Dick calls him beautiful as he fucks into him slowly, with Cass laying on his side sucking hickeys into his neck, and Babs watching them go at it while keeping Cass busy with her finger, and Tim falls just that bit more in love with these three.

Bas is Tim and Cass' mommy, and Dick their boyfriend, but Tim and Cass are always their Sick and Babs' twins, and they love watching them come apart with orgasm after orgasm, especially because a fucked stupid Tim and Cass will cling to each other and become increasingly sloppy while kissing each other, and fall asleep like that.

Out of their bed, Tim and Cass are inseparable, always in some form of physical contact, and fully address each other as twins to anyone talking to them.

They do everything together, be that working on a case, sleeping in the same bed, sucking Dick's cock, or being dommed by Babs.

They're a little family together, and Tim has successfully been stolen away from Bruce by the power of being loved and appreciated ❤

(I hope that makes some sense, I have many thoughts about Cass and Tim acting as the other's twin, even if they aren't biologically twins. It's just that the previous ask about BabsCass and stealing Dick from Bruce gave me IDEAS and I had to share them)

(based on this DickBabsCass post) anon you are ENLIGHTENED i am obsessed with all of these thoughts on all levels-

first of all, i *always* adore any headcanons that play with the idea of Tim and Cass looking like twins or acting like twins. having a similar fighting style, being very in-tune with each other, being *just* similar enough that it throws people off and makes them double-take and question. i think it adds much more of an incest sort of factor to their relationship that's fun to play with- TIm was trained by Shiva and Cass is her daughter. i think it's perfectly reasonable for them to be mirrors in a way, with similar habits and personality quirks.

and i love the thought of Cass wanting to steal Tim. Babs got Dick, so clearly, it's possible. but with Tim i think it'd be just a little more difficult, because most of Dick's attachment to Bruce is emotional, but Tim's attachment is logical. so it's hard to convince him to separate himself from what he views as his "duty" as Robin. he signed up for this and sure, he *wants* an out. maybe he's had a crush on Cass for a while now, and of course a crush on Dick so what Cass is offering is everything he could ask for- but he can't bring himself to separate from the role he chose. he's thinking about all the logistics of where it'll land Bruce emotionally- how he'll handle that sort of isolation again.

so i think stealing Tim could be a more dead dove move, something that's *definitely* laced with manipulation and some guilt-tripping. Cass fuses to his side, both bc she genuinely loves him and feels comfortable there like you said, but also to build up his trust. to make him default to working with her instead of Bruce. bc going to Bruce for cases can be unreliable, at best. if he's off-world, doing something with the Justice League, or just deems it unimportant, Tim is left on his own. and Cass is the one swooping in to provide support and talk over his cases with him, help him on patrols anytime Bruce is gone. i could see Babs pushing Bruce out of Gotham more and more, sending him on distress calls that she *could* send the Birds of Prey or other League members on, just because she knows Tim is Cass' current pet project and well, she's all for encouraging Cass build strong relationships.

i *love* the thought of them slowly building up to intimacy. that it just sort of happens in a way Tim can't deny, one second he's helping Cass strip armor and the next their kissing and it just feels like a natural progression of their relationship. all his friends have been making jokes about him and Batgirl anyway, so he can't even deny it atp. he just kisses her and presses into her into he's practically codependent in a way that she has programmed him to be, but also how they naturally fit together.

and GOD i love her basically edging TIm until she gets what she wants. i think it's extra fun if Cass is just a little frustrated at how long this is taking. it was basically quick and easy for Dick and Babs compared to this. so she gets a little impatient and pushes a little harder. going further than kissing and groping until Tim is panting under her and she can tell he's so close, he doesn't even have to tell her.

and Tim has sort of always known about the weird relationship going on with Dick and Babs and Cass. Dick and Babs call each other boyfriend and girlfriend, and it's a very open secret that Cass is sleeping with both of them and has been with Babs longer than Dick has. sort of one of those things everyone knows about but doesn't talk about, so Tim doesn't know the sordid details until Cass is whispering them in his ear. calling Babs *mommy* and describing exactly how Dick looks during sex, bc she *knows* about Tim's childhood crush on Dick and she's rlly leaning int it. she talks about how it feels to be emotionally taken care of too, that it's not just about the sex. and then she says Tim should join, and he's so close just from her talking about everything that he almost says yes on instinct. but he holds back and tries to say no. bc he knows what happened when Dick said yes. Dick has all but completely pulled away from bruce emotionally. and Tim is looking at it logistically, always thinking about Bruce's wellbeing. he knows he's going to get pulled away too, even if he'll still work with Bruce as Robin, he won't be the steady partner that Bruce needs.

but all of Cass' argument hinges on *Tim's* needs and wants. and so far, none of Tim's hero life has been about what he needs. for everyone else, they became heroes bc they needed it to be set on the right path. but not Tim. Tim's needs get compartmentalized so he can focus on everyone but himself and do what needs to be done. and now, it's vulnerable to have his needs on display. it's dizzying for Cass to be pointing out how Tim is neglecting himself and how very strong her points are about him burning himself out, and what'll happen if he has nothing left to *give* Bruce bc he's run himself too thin. and she's right, that he *feels* like he's on the cusp of falling apart under Bruce's pressure, so finally, he says yes without even meaning to. bc she's right no matter what he tries to argue, especially when it's so hard to think with her body against his.

i LOVE all the sexual scenarios you described too, oh my god. there's so much pent up between Dick and Tim that you're right, their first time would have a lot of tears and complicated feelings. it'd take a while before they got that all out, while Babs and Cass are just gently encouraging, telling them to take what they need. after that, Tim settles into understanding the dynamic. he gets to be used by Cass as she rides him under Babs' instruction as Dick is eating Babs out. he gets fucked by Dick while Cass is sitting on his face and whining. he gets to be the one giving Dick and Cass pleasure under Babs instruction, and sometimes even getting to give Babs pleasure, which feels like the highest reward, since she's their mommy. Tim slots into their dynamic so neatly that almost nothing changes- Cass and Tim are still glued to each other's side and Tim does still try to work with Bruce bc he's a stubborn bastard like that. but now he's more aware of Bruce's flaws and every argument he has with Bruce does more to push him away and toward Cass and Babs and Dick. Tim gets why Dick goes to Babs when he's angry at Bruce, now. he's doing the same thing, until he's angry at Bruce less and less bc he's working with Bruce less and less, completely buried in missions that Babs is asking him to do instead. and he likes it better when it's her in his ear instead of Bruce, she's kinder and gives him soft praise when he does well, and he knows when he comes home he'll get fucked nicely for it.

Cass is completely pleased, she has her twin, her mommy, and her mommy's boyfriend. Babs is utterly smug, having essentially stolen everyone right from under Bruce's nose. and Dick is just as content, having his girlfriend and Tim and Cass right where they belong. it's fucked up, and to a degree of all of them know there was an element of grooming from Babs (and even Cass, for Tim), but sometimes, that's just how things play out.

honestly i might write a fic of these four based on these thoughts if i dig my way out of my inbox anytime soon, bc this has sat in my inbox for like a week just so i can reread it and go feral again. anon ily. ty. (especially bc i also love the idea of TimBabs on it's own, but the Arkhamverse has saturated the content and made it boring when i want fucked up dead dove grooming vibes where Babs just has a weird Thing about the Robin mantle but no one ever shares my vision.)

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How To Gif: Glass Shatter Effect

By popular demand (ie, 7 people who voted in this poll), here is a tutorial on how to do the glass shatter effect I used to create the first gif in this set.

I use Photoshop CC 2015 (yes I know it's old) for my gifmaking, but you should be able to apply everything to newer versions of Photoshop. For this tutorial I'll be assuming you know the gifmaking basics, but if not, I would recommend this tutorial, which is the process I use to make gifs. Note that this particular process involves saving all of the frames, importing those frames into Photoshop, and then using an action to convert to a smart object.

Keep reading below the cut to learn how to do this effect!

Before I could start making this gif, I needed three things; the two scenes that I wanted to use, and a video of the glass shattering effect. I already knew the scenes I wanted, so then I took to YouTube to find a video which I can't for the life of me find again (edit: thanks to add1ctedt0you in the replies for linking this video!), but it looked like this:

Something like this is what you want. Ideally the green part would be entirely white, but as long as there are two clearly different colours you can usually work with it.

This looks a lot slower than the gif that I made, but that's not because of the frame rate - which is exactly the same above as in the final gif - it's just because there are extra frames in this slower one that I cut out. In the video I used, the glass shattering happened very slowly. I didn't want that, so I ended up skipping several frames when I loaded the frames into Photoshop before using my gifmaking action. I just did this by manually selecting one frame, skipping the next several before selecting another frame, and repeating this until I had selected 60 frames.

After using my gif action, I had a smart object of the glass shatter effect that looked like this:

That's a much better speed! It still wasn't quite where I needed it to be though. I needed this in black and white, so I slapped a hue/saturation adjustment on the smart object and set the saturation all the way down to -100.

Okay great, I could start putting the gif together now.

First, I made a copy of the glass shatter smart object, because I'll need that later. Then, I pulled in frames from the scene that I wanted to appear in the hole after the glass shatters, and I used those to create a new smart object with my gif action (we'll call it Scene-bg). I pulled Scene-bg into the same window as the glass shatter objects. Then I created a new smart object by combining one of the glass shatter objects with Scene-bg, which I did by selecting both layers right clicking, and selecting "Convert to Smart Object".

I renamed this smart object to Shatter-fg. I opened it by clicking on the little icon next to the layer name in the layers window here:

The most important thing here is that the shatter effect object should be the top layer, and I set the mode to "lighten". This will make sure that the lightest colour of either this layer and the layer behind it is displayed; that means that anywhere that's white in our shatter animation will still show up, but anywhere that's black we'll see what's in the layer(s) behind it.

Then I threw some adjustment layers between them to get the colouring I wanted. I used a curves layer, a hue/saturation layer, and I also added text with an outer glow layer effect. Here's what the layer order looked like and the settings I used for each layer:

After this process, Shatter-fg looked like this:

Okay nice, this is starting to look like something! I saved this and went back to the main file with the other glass shatter object.

I needed to invert that other glass shatter object. There's a weird quirk with the version of Photoshop that I use where it doesn't like it when I apply specifically an invert adjustment to a smart object (it appears correctly when editing, but not on export) so I did this by creating a new smart object which included a separate invert layer, but if you have a newer version of Photoshop you can probably just apply the invert adjustment directly. Just note that you'll need to do one of these options; it won't work if you add a separate adjustment layer in the main file, it needs to be applied specifically to the smart object (which we'll now be calling Shatter-bg). It looked like this after I inverted it:

Once that's done, I made sure Shatter-fg was the layer directly above Shatter-bg, and set the mode of Shatter-fg to "darken" and Shatter-bg to "lighten". Since Shatter-fg is set to darken, it will be visible only when it is darker than the layer behind it. By setting Shatter-bg to lighten, I've guaranteed that the layer behind it will always be lighter (ie, white) in the places we want Shatter-fg to be visible, and will be black otherwise. Once I update those settings, this is what the gif looked like:

This is all there is to the glass shatter effect itself. Next I pulled in frames from the second scene to fill in the black areas. This layer needed to go below both glass shatter layers, so that it only shows through where the black. Then I added adjustment layers and some text. I used curves, hue/saturation, and vibrance adjustment layers, and I also added the "archer" text below the glass shatter layers so that it would be hidden to reveal the "prey" text. The other text I added above all of the layers, since I wanted this to be visible all the time. Here is the layer order and all of the settings I used for each of the layers:

I also grouped Shatter-bg and Shatter-fg and shifted them on the timeline so there would be some time to see the background gif before the shatter effect starts.

And that's all! Then it''s just a matter of exporting the finished product:

This is the first gifmaking tutorial I've ever made, so I hope I was able to be reasonably coherent and helpful! I'd love to hear if you make anything by following these steps, or even if you just feel like you've learned something reading through this. And if you have any outstanding questions, feel free to reply or send me an ask and I'd be happy to answer!

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

Daisy Chaining; Or, Connecting the TBR!

Does anybody besides me like to find Connections between Seemingly/Largely Unrelated Books and use those connections to plot a route through the old TBR?? I don't know about you, but I have a LOT of books I want to read, and sometimes I get Whelmed™ by my choices. So I'll either pick a small stack and make that a particular month's micro-TBR (good if I have specific Goals!), OR I'll start with something I really want to read, and I'll daisy chain from there.

For example: I'd been waiting for TRANSLATION STATE to release in paperback since the hardback was announced (because Translators, my beloveds). So I annihilated that in a couple days (it was very good, all right??), and then I had to figure out where to go next despite cruising on the Translators High.

Because the Translators' fucked up body horror (which I mean mostly affectionately, but I'm side eyeing the matching pretty hard) was at times....goopy...I thought a book about a shapeshifter whose default form is an amorphous lump would be good next, which got me to SOMEONE YOU CAN BUILD A NEST IN (which I also enjoyed!! shout-out to @asexualbookbird for gifting it to meee!!).

Since NEST is Monsters in a Fantasy Forest with a side of Politics and Power, my next read is THE BUTCHER OF THE FOREST (because it's also...wait for it...Monsters in a Fantasy Forest with a side of Politics and Power). And after that, I'll come OUT of the forest with AT THE EDGE OF THE WOODS, which promises to be weird and vaguely monstrous but with a literary bent (I put it on one of my writing TBR lists, and my general "read this by the end of 2024" list).

So, yeah! That's how you daisy chain to get from SF to fantasy/horror to fantasy to weird Lit Fic in the span of four (4) books, while maintaining something like a continuity. By the end of the year, my Books Read shelf looks a little chaotic, but there generally really is a rhyme AND a reason about it!

(Please click on the photo for better image quality! I edited it weirdly compared to usual and it looks good on my screen but ah. Less So, in tungledlandia.,.,)

[genshin-projection]

i took a few liberties but... Sunday-inspired playlist!

some highlights:

master of the heavenly yard (off-vocal) (mothy/akuno-P)

portrait of the pirate F (hitoshizuku-p)

rock in god's shoe (sushi soucy)

worst case scenario (the hoosiers)

but never a key (dirt poor robins)

hello my old heart (the oh hellos)

rule #35 - microphone (fish in a birdcage)

into the unknown (over the garden wall)

collared (vane lily)

taixu (sasakure.uk , lasah)

ship in a bottle (fin)

a couple ender lilies OSTs

a few omori OSTs

a few hsr (penacony) OSTs