#Its blood red

[tollingbells77]

I feel like the nature aspect of some of the stuff he does tricks them, but like... In The Woods Somewhere is about a cryptid attack that's probably a metaphor for murder or abusers or violence against minorities.

Honestly I'm reminded of the softening of fae creatures in media- fairies and the like use to be representations of things that'll trick and hurt you in the wild. They are of nature but they're feral, they're not the soft things people associate with cottage core- at least not originally.

Hozier isn't "cottagecore", there's just a bunch of cottagecore twerps with a weird fetish for Irish people and the media literacy of a sponge who think he's some sort of emo leprechaun and have never understood a single thing he's ever written.

[aveloka-draws]

hey red crown show me your sharp teeth and forked tongue

It was funnier in my head, oh well

[strawberryblondie-locks]

are you feeling sick yet?

[out-of-lucky]

Batgirl 2000!!! To the person who recommended it, it's sooo good.

It's got to be the craziest experience to have your whole thought process fundamentally changed. I'd crash out on that telepath dude.

[goryhorroor]

my top 30 favorite horror movies

[gabelew]

so i was thinking about sidon's octorock fight yesterday and had to draw about it

he's like,,, 60-70ish here i guess? zora teens basically

also he totally killed the octorock with his sick trident skills, no teeth or claws involved hahaha why would you even ask????

[lattescribble]

scarlet #EA170A

[heheheku]

Bloodweave angst! Bloodweave angst! Bloodweave angst! One of them is injured the other is either trying to protect them or unable to anything but staring.

well you acked for this

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 285

oh we got green/red/purple color-coded goth women?? waow

[bamsara]

You'll never believe what game has taken over my brain

pov you're about to marry fight the god of death

[clancysletter]

please use discretion when you're messing with the message man — for anonymous

[charlietheepicwriter7]

Talia found Yasmin's hide out only two days after the bomb.

It wasn't easy. Yasmin had hidden herself well - her monthly reports had never mentioned an acquaintanceship with Vladimir Masters, the absolute gall of that girl - in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin. She bypassed the few security measures with ease, eventually finding her daughter sitting at a kitchen table, hyperventilating.

"What happened?" Talia's voice was cold and demanding.

"The-" Yasmin gasped before stealing herself. "The Fentons are dead."

"I know the Fentons are dead." Talia circled the girl. "One split navel to throat, the other strangled. What. Happened?"

"The Fentons discovered their son was a Meta. Specifically, they thought he had been replaced with the extradimentional species they study." She took a deep breath. "By the time I had discovered their actions, Daniel was... dissected on a table."

Talia closed her eyes. She knew from Yasmin's reports that she'd been acting as the Fenton child's primary caretaker since her adoption and a fondness had developed. "Yasmin-"

"Don't, Mother." She snapped. "Don't act like this is anything less than a tragedy."

"I know-"

"He was a child-"

"Everything's been taken care of," Talia said. "As far as the authorities are concerned, Jasmine Fenton died in that explosion you caused. You need to return now-"

"No!" Yasmin bolted to her feet, glaring at Talia. "He's dead, Mother! An innocent child, the child I raised as my own, is dead because I couldn't protect him! Don't you dare try to sweep this under the rug like... like Danny was something shameful! I'm not leaving! I have to-"

Time Out.

Yasmin shut her mouth mid-sentence, giving Talia time to convince her off her self-destructive path.

"What happened to Daniel is a tragedy, Yasmin. But wallowing in grief and what-ifs only leads to further pain." Talia sighed. "The Fentons and the research you were so fascinated with are gone now. You made sure of that. It's time for you to return home and put that knowledge to use."

Yasmin stared down at her hands. Odd that Talia hadn't noticed, but Yasmin's hands cradled a small, dark blue jewel, polished into a smooth, oblong oval. It glittered under the candlelight, like stars in the sky.

Yasmin swallowed the rock and spoke, refusing to acknowledge what she'd just done. "You are right, Mother. The time of Jasmine Fenton is gone now." She stared straight at Talia, no trace of fear in her gaze. For a moment, Talia wondered where her child had gone. Yasmin never met her eyes unless prompted to when she was growing up. Now she was met with a younger version of herself with cheap dyed-red hair, with the same level of determination that made Talia the Right Hand of the Demon Head. "I will mourn for Danny... on my own time. For now, what is my mission?"

Talia studied her daughter. There was a reason why she'd hidden the girl so far out of the way of her Father and her son. Yasmin was a strong fighter, but had her father's heart, despite her willingness to kill. She'd always reminded Talia of a bodyguard rather than an assassin, but Yasmin wanted to go her own way, wanted to study everything. For years, Talia had indulged her daughter, but now it was time for her to return to the fold.

"For the next month, you will be training to remove any weakness the Fentons may have left in you. After that, you will be guarding an ally for me."

"Which ally?"

"A boy a few years older than you, a son of the Bat." Yasmin didn't react to the mention of her father. Good. "His mind is infirm, but by the time you finish your training, he will be ready to strike a blow against Gotham. You will act as his guard during his training and act as my spy while he's in Gotham. Do you understand?"

For a moment, Yasmin's hand brushed her stomach before she forced her fists to her sides. "Yes, Mother. I will do as you ask."

[vintrage]

the young wolf

[strobbylemonade]

murder on the warp express doodles

[doctorsiren]

Messed up lining Ford’s face so I went a different direction

[stil-lindigo]

the sunset.

a comic about two outlaws who loved each other, despite everything.

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