#Note 23

[batfamhastwitter]

Part 38! If my family found my ao3 account I think that I would actually pass away I'm not even joking

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[yjcorefourenjoyer]

Jason: *sees Tim come into the kitchen with a different coffee cup then he left with*

Jason: “dude, how many do you have?”

Tim: “huh?”

Jason: “coffee cups. every time I see you, you have a different one I’ve seen like 14 just today.”

Tim: “well actually I’ve had 23”

Jason: “why do you have so many!? Are you Losing them!? Do they just break or something!?”

*Tim who has been purposely breaking his favorite cups when he feels angry to show himself that when he’s mad things he love disappears*

“Uh……..”

[quirrelli]

here's my wildly belated contribution to the 60th anniversary

[hubba1892]

I'm so glad that Jürgen is a red ❤️

[aardwoof]

i wish more people in the hazbin fandom were homestucks man

it’s so glaringly obvious to me that vox has the BIGGEST pitch crush on alastor

[zyanova]

Here is the storyboard for part 3 of the Transformers Earthspark Season 1 finale to "The Touch" by Stan Bush!

The moment I saw this post, I just had to add in the song! (I would have reblogged the original post with the video, but alas, Tumblr.) Credit for this video goes to @oldswifty , I just edited the song in.

BIG EARTHSPARK SPOILERS!!

I cut the first minute or so out since there's no other audio, so be sure to check out the link above for the whole thing! I wasn't sure when the song would end, so I just let it run for the rest of the video.

Original post, by @oldswifty :

[rose-of-the-valley]

Screencapped the HoL 1st floor map from my PC so it's actually readable!

[madecookiestoday]

canon places mandalorian civil war to when obi wan and satine are teenagers but it always felt like they should be older to me. its supposed to be a mature romance, they think abt marriage and spending their lives together, obi wan considers leaving the order. its a serious matter with life altering consequences and they treat it as such. ik theyre not normal teenagers and sw ages have always been weird but i think it fits more with their thought process and decisions if theyre older, like in their early 20s. satine is set to become the duchess no matter her age but for obi wan it places things more high stakes. he is close to knighting as opposed to just starting his apprenticeship. it also makes sense why we dont hear abt qui gons involvement because while obi wan is his padawan, hes an adult and this is his choice to make.

[jasmines-library]

Ask Again Later

WHUMPTOBER DAY 31. Prompt: Forced to choose.

Fandom: Batfam.

Summary: You are being flooded with threats. Text after text after text or headings about how your brothers were going to die if you didn’t make a descision. It was simple. Your life, or theirs.

Warnings: Blood, death, grief.

Word count: 1.1k (I know it’s short I’m sorry but it’s angsty!)

Note: Annd with that the whumptober season has come to an end. I just want to say a huge thank you. You guys are all incredible and the support I have gotten from you all is insane. I’m looking forward to working on requests now and to keep writing my own little fantasies for you all.

MASTERLIST ⛤ WHUMPTOBER WORKS

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“Fuck.”

You were stuck. A life threatening decision looming over your head like a dark cloud about five minutes before it is about to rain. Your foot bounced anxiously against the floor as you stared at your phone, rolling it around in your hand. You hadn’t moved much since the first one came through. It buzzed again. With trembling fingers you scanned the words on the screen.

‘Tick Tock, little Bat.’

You weren’t sure entirely how you had ended up in this predicament. One minute you were just going about your business in the manor and the next you found yourself locked up in your room with the message glowing brightly on your screen.

The message was dark and foreboding and no matter how hard you tried to shake it from your mind it came back. They were threatening to kill your brothers. One text after the next filled to the brim of details of how they wanted to carve them to pieces. Fear stuck you like a hammer as they continued to flood in, text after text after text each ending with the same haunting line.

‘It’s up to you whether they live or die. Choose wisely, Wayne. Your time is running out.’

In theory, the choice was simple. It was your life for theirs. And you knew what you were supposed to choose… but there were so many complexities woven within the situation that made it hard to think straight. In hindsight, you would have made the choice in a heartbeat. You would have given your life for theirs any day, but you couldn’t leave them like this not so suddenly. The four of them were away on patrol. Halloween was a busy night for the Bats. With so many people out, it took as many hands as possible to ensure Gotham’s safety. It was your job to monitor the screens, but you were too preoccupied with the text messages.

It was when the picture of Damian came flashing though that things shifted. This was no joke. They had eyes on you and your brothers and had the power to end you all with a with a snap of their fingers

You sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of your nose as you pondered. You knew you would have to make the decision soon, but it was a double negative. Stay, and risk the lives of your brothers, or go and send them into a spiral of sudden grief. It felt so cruel to leave them without an explanation, but it felt even cruller to let them die when you had the power to stop such things occurring.

You always took pleasure in the little details. The way that Damian hid his little smile behind his hand after he had pretended he wasn’t interested. The way that Dick always seemed to hum the same song over and over for days on end until finally he would move into the next and the cycle would begin again. And then there was Jason’s hair that was always just a little bit too long so that it dangled over his eyes and he constantly had to brush it out of his face. You would miss the little moments deeply. Spending time with your brothers was something that you cherished deeply, even if they more often than not contained childish bickering. You smiled at the memories but it quickly morphed into a deep frown.

You had made your decision.

Pushing the chair out from under the table with a groan as it shifted beneath your weight, you reached for a pen and paper and began to write, not bothering to wipe your tears as you scrawled across the page. You wrote six notes. One for each of your brothers, one for Bruce and Alfred.

After you had done that you slid them beneath the respective doors and shrugged in your coat. You sniffled taking one last look at your home before disappearing into the night to seal your fate.

~~

The wind howled against your skin, whipping around your body as you trudged. You had to pull your coat up to hide your face. You knew that if you were seen there was no going back. Your brothers would be able to convince you to turn back. But you knew that wasn’t an option. As your drew nearer to the rendezvous point, your heart dropped.

Then the hooded figure appeared from the building and froze. Taking them in completely. You took a shuddering breath, sending the other two spill in from behind you to surround you. There was no going back now.

Their grip was harsh on your arm as they dragged you through the twisting corridors. They had searched your body for weapons, stripping you of the small dagger you had tucked away in your boot.

They led to a room lit by flickering golden candlelight. The three of them inched you into the middle of the room before dropping their cloaks.

“Begin.” One of them hissed from behind a mask.

And suddenly your body was consumed in a pain so violent that you were forced to your knees.

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“Y/N?” Jason called out. It was unusually quiet in the manor. The lights were out and there was no sign that you were around besides a lukewarm mug of coffee discarded by the computer.

Tim bumped into his brother as he turned the corner. “Have you seen her?” He asked. “I can’t find her anywhere.”

Jason shook his head, concern bubbling up in his stomach. “No.”

“Maybe she’s in her room?”

The two of them barged up the stairs and turned into your room only to find Damian slipping out of your room. The lights were off. You weren’t home.

It was at that fateful moment that Dick came out of his room with shaky hands. He was holding the folded, tear stained paper. He had found the letter. With bloodshot eyes he turned to his younger brothers. “She’s gone.”

The Manor wept that night. No body slept as their body wracked with sobs that wailed throughout the walls. The was a dark hole left that your light had filled. It was as though someone had sniffed out a candle, stripping the vigilantes of any joy and light that they once had. You were gone, and with you your spirit and hope and the Wayne’s would never be the same again.

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<- DAY THIRTY

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[just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi]

I’ve been seizure free for a year 🥰🥰🥰

[mtjapblogger]

My thoughts on the Samsung Galaxy S24 Ultra

My primary phone has been the Samsung Galaxy S23 Ultra, and it’s still a beast 1 year later. Samsung might have changed the name, but other than not having expandable storage, this is the return to the Galaxy Note that I and many others were waiting for. The S24 Ultra is one step closer with its flat display, which makes using the S Pen more enjoyable. In fact, the flat display is why a few years…

[kraro-school-life]

✦ 15. 4. 24 ✦ 📓 ✦ Monday ✦ Day 13/60 ✦

I stayed after school for a physics lab workshop (kinda?) about solar panels and we got to experiment a bit, I liked it a lot. At home I decided to write my history homework on paper for once, which is ironic, because I still have to type it on the computer, so it turned out to be double the work. But at least my notes look pretty :)

✓ school - history homework ✓ art - started project in art class; art course ✦ sport - //

🌱🌿🪴 - 1h 20min on Forest ♫₊˚.🎧 ▷▷ Void - The Haunting

Have a great day/night !! ~ ♦️

[teddybearsandspaceships]

"Cleo, I need armor, I look terrible, don´t I?"

"You are always beautiful to me, Etho. What do you need?"

"I-I appreciate it, Cleo. You got like that motherly gaze at me though, like, where I´m always perfect, you know..."

"Mhm..."

"I need- (quieter) I need to look good for other people too though."

"Oh. Okay - who are you trying to impress, Etho?"

"Well... mostly the viewers. Um..."

"Oh. I´m gonna tell - I´m gonna be real with you, Etho. You could dress however you like and everyone would still love you of [?] your viewers. (both laughing) You can´t do anything wrong with the viewers Etho, let´s be real."

[xydimeow]

Really REALLY old fanart i made for skippingstone.... also ignore the fact that it's smoll its becuz i was supposed to doodle around it

(CHARACTERS OWNED BY ZEDDYZI)

[deuynndoodles]

[id: two hannukah themed sketches featuring the main trio from danny phantom.

in the first, the camera is outside a window, looking into a cozy living room with the fireplace roaring. several menorahs lay on the windowsill. closer to the viewer, tucker holds a shamash and waves his hand erratically; sam laughs at him. an arrow declares that he's "on fire". further down the windowsill, danny floats in phantom form, lighting his menorah with ectoplasmic fire.

in the second, sam and danny sit on the floor, playing dreidel. tucker sits in a chair, watching them, eating a sufganiyah. there's a large pile of gelt in the pot, while sam and danny only have a couple pieces. a plate of sufganiyot and latkes sits next to danny. sam grins, ג (gimel) announcing her as the winner. danny looks at her, deadpan. end id]

happy hannukah!

[yakny]

BRAIN FREEZE!