#SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!!!

[puppppppppy]

Dear Wormwood PART 1

(slight tw for bright color at the end)

[evilcokito]

For the collor pallete, Jack with frigid please? 🥺

JACK HOWL X FRIGID

[gomensbrainrotsyndrome]

Has anyone asked about "Thousand years" by Christina Perri yet?

Because if not, then I'm now going to ask about "Thousand years" by Christina Perri :D

I am not immune to the i have loved you for a thousand years i will love you for a thousand more of it all

[sailorsplatoon]

been a while, you still alive?

Don’t worry! I’m not dead! My vacation was just long and busy so I unfortunately did not have any time to answer asks ;-;

It was a lot of fun though! I know a busy vacation doesn’t sound like it would be enjoyable, but I love rushing around and packing a ton into my day. It’s relaxing for me and helps me escape the stresses of daily life.

I got home yesterday so my normal posting schedule will resume soon! I’m going to start answering asks one at a time from now on rather than spam posting them all at once because trying to manage all of them at the same time is very overwhelming and I don’t know why I made myself do it in the first place.

Thanks for checking in! I know this is the most recent thing in my inbox and I typically do it by what was sent first, not most recently, but I figured I should let you all know that I’m still alive and your asks will be answered soon!

[loyaltyforged]

@reigningsniper inquired: “ where do you think you’re going? ”

The bodyguard freezes, clinging to the window sill, halfway out and casts a glance over her shoulder. She had only been dropping by to see the Colonel, a meticulously wrapped gift tucked under her arm, something sent to Roy, a custom item from the Emperor himself. But, her half-brother hadn't been there in his office, even after she waited for awhile, so she was on her way out to drop it off at his apartment instead.

However, Lan Fan hadn't foreseen the appearance of Roy's lieutenant, someone she hadn't personally interacted with since the Promised Day, and even that had been brief. There's a flash of a memory for a moment, remembering that Riza Hawkeye had indeed been kind to her back at the safehouse and she was the one that helped both her and Ling escape the city when she took off her own arm. She also doesn't quite remember thanking the woman back then... and now she feels awkward, a long pause as deep brown eyes stare owlishly. "...Back out the way I came in?"

[void-spells]

The Curse has abated! House of Eternal Return chapter 12 is up!

'Cal has been stuck alone in here for…he isn't sure how long. The more time passes, the slower it seems to go.'

'"Oh, this place is a mess," Sybil says, scowling at the screens. "Could take me forever to find what I need like this. I'll need a more direct connection. Promise not to get mad?"'

'Cal thinks, though it's probably the sleep deprivation, that it wouldn't be too bad to just sit there forever if it meant his friend stayed.'

[chloesimaginationthings]

This could be a kart if FLAF wasn't fucking around..

[egophiliac]

bring your son to work day

[skyartworkzzz]

Like The Other Ones

HI YES IM FINALLY DONE HOLY SHIT

OKAY SO this was based off on my own gameplay of COTL, I noticed that everytime Id put food orders in, Narinder would usually be the one to prepare them And honestly? We love a malewife in this house so I dig that for him, ma guy is a skilled cook <3

As I wrote down the dialogue, it just got deeper than I expected SO HERE YALL GO WITH A FULL ASS COMIC ABOUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP, ENJOY!!!!

This shit took me weeks Ill go recharge my soul now brb-

EDIT: I DECIDED TO PUT A UNDERCUT Tab so yall dont have to scroll too much in order to read and see other posts ure welcome 🤼‍♀️ <3

[quixoticprince]

When your medic leaves to go pocket another man or something

[abovesn4kes]

Totally forgot to post the rest of these designs here! More to follow soon :-)

Doodles below!

[gotchibam]

Cyndaquil ko-fi doodle for mangostarjam! ✨

[hailsatanacab]

Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

[noornight]

Long distance besties. This definitely happened after the third movie (source: trust me bro)

Based on this

[earthbovndmisfit]

The Hangover Poster, but with Jonathan, Speedwagon, and Mario Zepelli.

I haven't watched that movie, so I'm going by what I can tell from the movie poster alone and YESSS

Fr tho, it's mind-boggling how no one ever talks or even points out the very real possibility of Mario Zeppeli -Will Zepp's son and, later on, Caesar's father- being around the same age as Jonathan and Speedwagon in PB!! In all honesty, and I'm sure I've mentioned this here before, but I feel like that played a big role into why Will came to see Jonathan as a son in such a short amount of time (considering Jonathan knew Will only for like 2 weeks -two and a half at most-). Every time he saw Jonathan -and possibly Speedwagon, too- he was seeing his son in them, and thinking about him back in Italy.

Idk, I feel like that adds a whole new layer to the PB trio and to Will as a character as well, all while also adding some more weight into the whole subject of "family" that is a staple of the Jojo series (it would also give a little more insight as to why Mario decided to follow Will's steps as well as the apparent pride there is to the Zeppeli family name).

All that a bit aside, I think Mario would have gotten along really well with Jonathan and Speedwagon had the three had the chance to meet. It would have been really nice to see them interact and, who knows? Maybe the three would have become friends! Considering that Speedwagon has canonly traveled the world, it's possible that he knows some other languages outside of English (on a conversational level, mainly, but still), so he'd probably be doing a lot of translating at first so Mario and Jonathan can understand each other when the three hang out. Count four including Erina. Since Will also got to meet her, there's no real reason as to why she wouldn't be there. Would she know some Italian too? Maybe! She lived in India for a few years, but it's possible that she may have studied some foreign languages in her spare time, especially if she had to treat foreign patients at the hospital often when she started working as a nurse. Might be a bit of a long shot, but it's possible!

Also, the baby one of the dudes in the poster is carrying? That could totally be baby George Joestar if they all got to hang out after he was born.

[arcanegifs]

Arcane Gif Requests: @666jevil ↳ "Well, you didn't say they were from the undercity." "What difference does that make?"