#Its not really blood but

[sparrowatheart]

An aesthetic I made a while back for

Julien Alexandre

[exilley]

I do sort of wish western anime fans would analyze anime and manga from a framework of japanese historical and cultural context. Specifically a lot of works from the 90s being influenced by the general aimlessness and ennui that a lot of people were experiencing due to the burst in the bubble economy and the national trauma caused by the sarin terrorist attack. I think in interacting with media that’s not local to our sociocultural/sociopolitical sphere it’s easy to forget that it’s influenced and shaped by the same kinds of factors that influence media within our own cultural dome and there ends up being this baseline misalignment of perception between the causative elements of a narrative and viewer interpretation of those elements. It’s a form of death of the author that i think, in some measure, hinders our ability to fully understand/come to terms with creator intent and the full scope of a work’s merits

[stil-lindigo]

bite of winter.

a comic about a princess who died in the snow.

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[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[ninjasmudge]

bought the dlcs, ive been doing naked crusade runs on my new save and it cracks me up every time

[deathricedrawn]

i'm ready to try

[umblrspectrum]

"smaller mass" you say

[bleekay]

doodles from today cause i had a thought: water tribe dragon-blood boy who despite every attempt could not hide his true nature, and fire nation dragon-blood boy who despite every attempt could never take full dragon form

sokka maims himself in an attempt to look more human, breaking off his own horns, cutting his ears, picking at his scales, but everyone sees what he really is. the dragons were responsible for so much death and destruction and he hates being their kind, and so he runs. meanwhile, being able to embrace the dragon in him is all zuko ever wanted, his royal bloodline expecting it of him, but he fails and he fails and is humiliated, tortured, and cast out for his weakness.

on the shores they meet.

or something! :)

[shepscapades]

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [PART 6] [Part 7] [Don’t Let it Reach the Heart]

[This comic is part of my dbhc au, following the chaos and panic that ensues after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of s9 after a very rough s8 finale that leaves him a little. broken. It's set to the vibes of Joywave's Destruction!]

[godwaltz]

"you've got a job to do!"

[transthatfag]

kinda vampy

[bamsara]

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

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

[koszmarnybudyn]

I found a really good refrence... So Kayne.

Oh also the og refrence under the cut cause i did use it for the background:

[zan0tix]

Rain - (Demo Ver.)

[welcometogrouchland]

♫ I do what I want/Crying in the bleachers and I said it was fun/I don't need anything from anyone ♫

(ID in Alt) you guys ever think about your own posts and get upset?? Anyway Damian Wayne I love you I'm so sorry your life is like that

[icarusredwings]

Thinking about Wade coming home from a job absolutely drenched in blood only to round the corner and hearing Logan sweet talking, growling, grunting and giggling at someone in their shared bedroom.

"That's it. Get it. Take it. Oh, what a good girl. You can do it. Ouch- hey! Daddy said no biting you little freak-"

"What do you think you're doing?! I can't believe you'd do this to me in my own....bed.. Oh-"

And it's just Logan rough housing as much as you can with a dog that tiny. There's a rope in her mouth, and she's trying to tug it out of his hand. Instantly pulling the dog close, for a moment, they just stare at each other, Puppins wagging her tail, happy to see her papa.

"...Did you just think...?"

"No! I uhm.. I just meant... How dare you betray me, Puppins! You naughty girl! Playing without your papa and giving away all of your nasty, slimy kisses?? How dare you!"

"...You thought I had a girl over..." The smirk creeping up his jaw was enough for him to blush under the mask.

"Whaaaaaaattt noo!! Never Ppshh. She knows how I feel about playing tug a war without me!"

There's a full shit eating grin on the mans face, one that made Wade feel stupid. Here he was, playing with their dog in their bed, and his moronic idiot of a self assumed the worse.

"Since when are you one to get jealous of a dog?"

"Im not! Im.. jealous that the dog isn't playing with me! Im her papa ain't I?"

He snorts and rolls his eyes, Wade's scent alone proving him a liar, waving a hand away.

"Yeah yeah. Go shower, mouth. You're staining the carpet!! Althea is gonna kill you!"

"Shit- you're right." He turns to leave.

"Wilson."

Another turn. "Huh?"

"I wouldn't do that to ya, Princess."