#You'd make me so happy

[ghurab-alzilal]

Damian Wayne "The Robin of Pets"

Just as Bruce seems to have a compulsion to adopt children, Damian seems to have inherited that gene but when it comes to pets, which are quite numerous and of all sizes and colors which are:

🐶 Tɪᴛᴜs ᴛʜᴇ Gʀᴇᴀᴛ Dᴀɴᴇ

To strengthen their father-son bond, Bruce adopted a puppy as a gift in an effort to instill empathy for others in Damian. Although Damian was initially less than enthusiastic about the idea and was even distant simply calling him "dog," over time they became very close and best friends, eventually naming him after the Shakespearean literary hero.

• First appearance: Batman and Robin #2 (2011)

🐭 Sᴘᴏᴛᴛʏ ᴛʜᴇ Rᴀᴛ

Spotty is a small spotted mouse who lives in the sewers of Gotham and Damian greets him every time he visits those places.

• First appearance: Batman and Robin #13 (2011)

🐮 Bᴀᴛᴄᴏᴡ

After a mission in a slaughterhouse, Damian decides to adopt his peculiar bovine friend and even after witnessing the cruelty in those places he decides to become a vegetarian.

• First appearance: Batman Incorporated #1 (2012)

😺 Aʟꜰʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ Cᴀᴛ

Pennyworth adopted this one for Damian from a shelter. Damian was somewhat skeptical as he believed he could not keep it for long, but upon seeing the kitten's personality he was captivated and named it after the person who gave it to him.

• First appearance: Batman Incorporated #6 (2012)

🦃 Jᴇʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴇ Tᴜʀᴋᴇʏ

Batman and Robin ruin the Penguin's attempt to ruin Thanksgiving thanks to Damian's trumpet. That's where he meets his feathered friend, who under the name of Jerry joins the Batfamily dinner. As a invited, not as the main course, don't worry.

• First appearance: Li'l Gotham #2 (2012)

🦇 Gᴏʟɪᴀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ-ʙᴀᴛ

During one of the League of Assassins' tests in the Year of Blood, Damian is sent to exterminate a population of Dragon-bats and just when he is finishing the objective, a small puppy moves Damian to the core because the little one, instead of hating him for what he did, it tries to console him. That's how he decides to keep him as a "trophy" and his most loyal pet.

• First appearance: Robin - Son of Batman #1 (2015)

🐉 Wɪɢɢʟᴇs ᴛʜᴇ Jᴀᴘᴀɴᴇsᴇ Dʀᴀɢᴏɴ

During a joint mission with Nightwing in the country of the rising sun, Damian meets a dragon that helps them defeat criminals. Upon returning to Gotham, this huge friend ends up in the Batcave with Goliath and Batcow. Wiggles does not have a name during the course of the adventure but in an interaction between one of the writers and a fan he ends up being named as Wiggles the Japanese dragon. (click on the underlining text for context)

• First appearance: Nightwing #42 (2016)

[inkskinned]

it mattered because when my brother asked me what if this is the happiest you'll ever be? the best you'll ever get? the thing i felt was fear, not peace. everybody thought you were so perfect for me. even i thought you were "helping me grow". i had to challenge every internal clock. make myself more thoughtful, more kind, more beautiful.

i told my therapist it was good because i like the changes i made and there's something so strong about saying i did that. the problem is that i can like the difference all i want, but i changed for you. something akin to getting your name tattooed, all my progress is stamped with fuck you.

it was the happiest i'd ever been and also the best i'd ever gotten. i would still get in the car and think what the fuck just happened.

[blackkatdraws2]

Clusterhug [Blank Scripts AU]

[northernfireart]

I DID IT!!!

a little thingy i started for myself because I LOOOVE doing papercrafts as a way to relax and since i really love the way Project Sekai did theirs i took it as a base to customize it to tenrose.... and then I got carried away

also i am posting templates for them and will make all the left nuwho doctors soon, tag me or put a hashtag(that ill probably come up with in the tags, idk check them) if you want to post them:)

(templates below the line)

to make them just follow the usual sekai papercraft instructions, these are fairly simple for such a cute design(for 10/14th hair reference Len)! also as ill be working on other Doctors, feel free to ask in my inbox about companions i should make as well!!!

also: alt suit color for 10

[stil-lindigo]

the candle.

a comic about rediscovering passion and recovering from burnout.

creative notes:

[dont-offend-the-bees]

DontOffendTheBees' DBDA Fic Masterpost

Or, essentially, my 2024 Ao3 Wrapped because this show is all I've posted on main all year 😅 But it's nice to be back in the swing of writing and it's been such a rough year, so I'm gonna take a minute now to bask in the glow of my accomplishments 💛

(please note fic links are to Ao3, and fics are locked to be visible to registered users only!)

Ongoing Fics:

Oh, Lonely Bones, Have You Forgotten? (M, 31.9k, ch. 3/4, Charles/Edwin)

A haunting little odyssey of Edwin finding his earthly remains, and figuring out where the hell to go from there. Was hoping to finish this off before the year was out but pain and other projects sadly got in the way! Don't worry, she will be complete one day, I swear!

Somewhere Beyond the Sea (T, 7k, ch 1/5, Charles/Edwin)

A sweet and magical Payneland Ponyo AU, written originally as a Secret Santa gift and then ballooning WAY out of proportion! I'm so, so excited for how this one turns out!

One-shots:

The Kind of Light That Means Just Love (When My Baby Smiles at Me) (T, 1.4k, Charles/Edwin)

Where it all began, a little ficlet I wrote based on a writing group prompt which made me realised how much fun the character voices were to play with. Short and sweet, Charles takes photos of Edwin and finds ways to be cheerful about it even when he doesn't show up in them.

Outside Looking In (T, 3.6k, Charles/Edwin)

Outsider POV fic in which Charles and Edwin are overhead having a very strange but sweet conversation while in their older disguises. While this was an early fic and there's probably some stuff I'd change about the dialogue if I wrote it now, I'm so fond of it and I'm touched by the response to it - ESPECIALLY in the form of Robin's incredible gifset! (this gifset MUST be reblogged by everyone, btw.)

The Scenic Route (T, 2.1k, Charles/Edwin)

A short, sweet little agency outing and Payneland get-together, written in large part to daydream of a better world of public transportation while I was stuck standing on a cross-country train for two hours.

No Rehearsing It, No Reversing It (T, 9.3k, Charles/Edwin)

Mandatory 'Charles massively overthinks getting together with Edwin' fic, a comedy of errors, featuring foiled kissing schemes, party games, flimsy excuses, and my first fateful foray into discovering how fun Cat King is to write.

’Cause You Cut Through All the Noise (M, 5.3k, Charles/Edwin)

First day of Payneland week, what a time! Edwin helps Charles calm down from a panic spiral with a healthy application of sweet, gently non-sexual dom/sub play, featuring sweet words and soothing games of cat's cradle.

Though We're Strangers 'Til Now (T, 4.7k, Charles/Edwin)

Payneland week day 2. One of my more out-there concepts; in the campy tradition of Saturday night British fantasy telly a la Merlin or Atlantis, Charles and Edwin take the mythological roles of Theseus and Ariadne. This fic exists in large part due to @every-moment-a-different-sound making me aware of Payneland week and asking me to collaborate, and once again, it is COMPULSORY that you go and reblog their GORGEOUS SHOWSTOPPING INCREDIBLE GIFS.

I Got Sunshine in a Bag (T, 1.2k, Charles/Edwin)

Payneland week day 3. The little script-format fic where (spoiler alert) Charles confesses his feelings to Edwin in the safe haven of his own magical bag of tricks. Sweet and silly!

Something I Can Turn To (T, 2.4k, Charles/Edwin)

Payneland week day 4. The AU where Charles and Edwin are alive in the same era, and helped each other survive the brutality of their teenage years. This one was so lovely to write and there's a little bittersweet hollow in my heart carved out for it. This fic also spawned this absolutely lovely art by @yasartmeme (GO REBLOG, GIVE IT LOVE) and a collection of related stories by several wonderful authors. Every time someone else dips their toe into this universe it warms my chilly little heart.

If the Shoe Fits, Then I Won’t Try It On (T, 2k, Charles/Edwin)

Payneland week day 5. Another outing with the disguises; pre-canon, Charles and Edwin on a case, getting used to their new magic disguises and constructing dubious backstories.

Spinning on That Dizzy Edge (M, 1k, Charles/Edwin)

Payneland week day 6. Short little flirty, steamy, fun date night with Charles and Edwin in a haunted pub, with a piano <3

Lived My Whole Life Before the First Light (M, 7.3k, Charles/Edwin)

Payneland week day 7. AKA the attic scene, as told in a soulmate AU. A few people who don't generally like soulmate AU's have told me this one plays with the concept in a way they found interesting and refreshing! Suffice it to say there's a happy ending, but not of the sort generally associated with the genre. And this one comes with yet another mandatory-reblog gifset, this one by @mellxncollie, which is SO beautiful and should be in an art gallery and truly such an honour to bestow upon my little words 💛

We Glimpse Each Other Out of Phase (T, 3.7k, Charles/Edwin)

Another little instalment in the Alive AU of Something I Can Turn To, this time a bittersweet domestic scene on a sleepless night in the kitchen.

Wise Men Build Their Houses on Rocks While the Rest of Us Settle for Skeletons (M, 2.2k, Cat King/Edwin)

First foray into Catwin! (or at least first on the main account 😉) Edwin digs through the Cat King's magical artifacts; and finds an ominous relic of his past lives.

Sink Your Teeth Right Through My Bones, Baby (M, 0.6k, Charles/Edwin)

First of the spotify wrapped inspired ficlets! A little glimpse into Edwin's mind as he and Charles cautiously approach a new dynamic in the bedroom.

Looks Like We’re In for Nasty Weather (T, 0.6k, Charles/Edwin)

Wrapped ficlet. Edwin and Charles brace themselves in the face of an ominous supernatural storm brewing.

Keep Me Warm, Love Me Long, Be My Sunlight (T, 1k, Cat King/Edwin/Charles)

Wrapped ficlet, and preview of the Ghostcat 1920s AU currently in the works by myself, @dear-monday and @tw0-ravens! In a sun-drenched loft in the last days of summer, Thomas contemplates what he has, and when he'll lose it.

Should I Cool It, or Should I Blow? (M, 1.9k, Cat King/Charles)

Wrapped ficlet. The Cat King confronts Charles after another little enemies-with-benefits hook-up for a little clarification on what, exactly, he's doing with his life.

And that about wraps it up for 2024! But I'll keep adding underneath this post when I inevitably write more -- so I'll be seeing you guys in '25! 🥰 Thank you thank you THANK YOU everyone who's shown me such incredible support over this year, this has been such an unbelievably fun fandom experience and I'm excited to sink my teeth into even more and longer fics next year 💛💛💛

My 2024 Writing Stats:

Works Published: 19 Word Count: 89,859 Top 3 fics (by kudos): 1. Outside Looking In 2. No Rehearsing It, No Reversing It 3. The Scenic Route

[galactaknightyaoi]

making a fankid but shaking my head the entire time so people know i'm against the societal belief that everyone's goal and only purpose in life should be to have kids and form a family

[skeletalheartattack]

hi I like gelato a lot

[aletheialed]

The Chief Prosecutor from overseas, Miles Edgeworth... at first, Rayfa had come here to see him for a completely different reason to the one that's taking up all of her attention now.

Honestly, she doesn't remember the man particularly well. It's no surprise - she was in such an awful state during the time that she'd spent with him that she barely gave him a second thought with everything that had been on her mind. But he'd been kind to her - she remembers that, and she'd wanted to thank him for it. There may have been other reasons for her seeking him out, too, but right now... Rayfa has forgotten about all of them for one very specific reason: the mystery that she's determined to solve.

That is to say - the question of whatever it is she's been experiencing whenever Miles Edgeworth is nearby.

If you were to put her on the spot, she'd say it feels like spiritual power. But that makes no sense. For one thing, Rayfa has never heard of a man having spiritual power! ...Though until recently, she hadn't thought that anyone from outside of Khura'in could channel spirits... and so much of what she'd believed about the spiritual world had been wrong that it would hardly surprise her to learn if she was mistaken about more. Still - it's strange enough to have made her second guess herself. Then, there's her next source of doubt - the fact that Rayfa can't even channel spirits yet herself yet. So can she really trust herself to accurately discern what she's feeling to begin with...?

To be honest, she hates it - being so unsure of herself. It brings up bad memories in her... uncomfortable feelings that she'd hoped she had finally got rid of. But that's exactly why she's so determined to figure this mystery out right now - so much so that it takes her three times until she realized her name has been called by the man she's been staring at for the past half a minute.

"Oh! Ummm...." Suddenly, Rayfa feels awfully embarrassed. Not that she has anything to be embarrassed by, of course! Her curiosity is completely reasonable, and as the future Queen of Khura'in, she is obviously one hundred percent justified of wanting to get to the bottom of this matter!

"Mr. Chief Prosecutor! Did you- say something to me just now?"

@demon-prosecuted ( starter for edgeworth! )

[mitamicah]

SUPRISE! I wasn't done with the käärijä stickers x'D

As I mentioned a while ago I've decided to order some physical stickers to gift to people at the two gigs I'll be attending on the käärijä eu tour :3 (that being the Stockholm and Berlin gigs)

In the end I decided to make exclusive stickers for each event; here they are :3

So if you find me in either Stockholm or Berlin I'll gladly gift or trade with you one of these ^V^ (I have orderes 50 for the Stockholm and 100 for the Berlin gigs so hopefully that's enough x'D)

A bit more about each design under the line

💙💛Stockholm design; Voittaja (eng. winner) 💛💙

I am a petty boy, okay! Also, I felt like we hadn't had enough blonde wig Käärijä so I took matters into my own hand drawing him as the true winner of our heart that he is :'D <3

🖤❤️💛Berlin design; Kiss Your Bros 💛❤️🖤

We can probably all agree that we were well fed on the Joker Out Nordic Tour last week :'D To honor Berlin being known as a great queer city I decided to go for this sweet little neck kiss moment between Jere and Bojan for the Berlin design ^V^

[captainschaos]

just finished the pinch hit I was able to pick up for @ghostlyrkive as a part of @smpsona-gift-exchange, and I had a blast!!! I saw an opportunity to write with pirate bek, and had a lot of fun with the potential of this sona concept :] the wonderful wonderful ghost!!

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The island was one of the smaller ones Ghost had ever seen. Warm, slightly sticky in the air, with that humid heaviness that hung around these kinds of trees. The undergrowth was thick, and bloomed in jewel tones, and generally speaking barbed around the leaves and thorned down the stems. It was a blunt kind of prickle-berry that dotted the spaces between tree trucks. It reminded Ghost a bit of the coral, not too far from here. It was always easy to scrape your knee on that. 

Something snapped, and Ghost turned its head toward the sound. It hadn’t been on the island long, and already night was falling. Good. Helpful. 

Its feet were bare against the emerald grass, but protected from the barbs lining this place. Walking wasn’t like swimming at all, but it was more interesting, in some ways. You have to worry about your weight. Ghost was worried about that, arms out to the sides just a bit for balance, but not worried about pricking its feet. Night was helpful for spawning monsters. Scales were helpful for protecting things like bare feet. 

There was another snap as a twig broke under a lumbering body, and a low groan. Ghost crouched even lower, finned ears angled toward the sound, reaching. Sound moved differently when you were above water, too. A lot of things were different in air instead of the ocean. 

There, between the leaves. A sickly green, another groan. Ghost’s fingers flexed, claws glinting in the dusk light. It almost fit with the growth around it, in its sharpness, but had a sea-worn shine. Everything here was a dullness, a rounded quality, even to the points. 

Just meant its claws would be that much more efficient. 

Ghost lunged, reaching toward the shambling shape and quickly pulling it toward the ground. With a few practiced slashes, the zombie fell, a pile of shabby flesh and a tattered blue shirt left over. Ghost stood up, brushed off its hands, and looked down at the slain foe with hands on its hips. 

“One out of three. Not a bad start.” 

“Who are you?” 

A voice that was distinctly not Ghost’s boomed, and it spun around with a start– almost into the point of an extended blade. 

Bek’s glare was harsh, and hir hand steady as it leveled her trusty dagger, notched and curved in a wicked angle. And pointed right at Ghost’s throat. 

“Oh. Hi.” 

Bek’s hand jabbed a fraction of an inch closer, but far too large a fraction for comfort. “Not an answer, fish.” 

“Oh, right,” Ghost laughed nervously. “Ha. Well, I’m Ghost. We’ve kinda met, actually. You just didn’t know it?” 

Ghost slowly raised its hands, before realizing that baring its claws might not actually be the most pacifying motion. Ghost slowly lowered its hands. Bek blinked. 

“What.” 

“Well, Owen pointed you out, I guess. So I saw you, but you didn’t see me. You’re Bek, right?” 

“Yeah. I’m Bek.” His one eye was very good at glaring. 

“Can you… lower the knife, Bek?” 

Bek didn’t move. “You haven’t explained why you’re a fish.” 

“Bit rude, to ask people why they’re a fish,” Ghost murmured. 

They looked at each other for a moment. 

“I was born part sea creature.” 

That one eye was really good at glaring. 

“I’m a pirate now though, so… truce?” 

After another long, long moment, Bek finally dropped aer hand to aer side, and harumphed with a bull’s exhale through her nose. “So they just let you on the Pirate Isles, then? You’re not going to siren song us all away or something, are you?” 

“No!” Ghost relaxed in posture now that there was no blade at its neck, slouching onto one hip and resting its hands there in fists. “I’m one of you! I wanted something new, adventure, piratey things, so I’m here now. Here, look–” It rummaged through the pouch at its belt, pulling out a small scroll. A quest listing, asking for a quota of monsters hunted off this very island. “I even do quests.”

Bek looked at the scroll without bothering to reach out and unroll it, recognizing the dimensions of the paper. Paid muscle did a lot of questing. “Monster hunting?” 

Ghost sighed. “Monster hunting.”

Bek thought for a moment, nodding to hirself as zhe looked at the scroll, chewing on his cheek. And finally, their posture truly relaxing now, as she finally sheathed their dagger. 

“Alrighty then. There’s probably more skellies on the underside of that cliff over there.” 

Ghost straightened up, as Bek turned on heel and began to cut through the undergrowth in the direction of said cliff. “What?” After a moment of hesitation, Ghost began to trot after the other pirate. In all honesty, the knifed threat didn’t put it off much. That was pretty standard for pirates confronted with a sea creature. It was pretty standard for pirates in general.

Bek explained it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You have a monster hunting quest, and I have a monster hunting quest. We can kill monsters together.” 

Ghost caught up as Bek came to a stop at the edge of the overhang, peering into the shadow below. Bones knocked together as skeletons patrolled, the groans of zombies were a low orchestra, and the occasional spider’s hiss punctuated the whole scene. It was a bit strange, looking at these things with such a distant gaze, when some people would call both skeletons and sea serpents monsters. 

Ghost wasn’t going to dwell on that right now, though. Bek was willing to work together, and it seemed nicer than going it alone. Even if this was a very skilled monster hunter, and Ghost may or may not fall under the categorization. Truly, who knows if its death would tick the counter up. 

Ridiculous. The scroll specified monster type, after all. 

“Alright,” Ghost piped up eventually, after a moment that felt far longer in thought. 

Bek didn’t wait any longer to jump into the fray. 

Bek, of course, fought with hir trusty dagger, as Ghost slashed with claw at the ligaments of oncoming attackers. It was an interesting dance, fighting through the mob with another person to worry about– there was a jolt of fear each time Bek appeared in front of Ghost in the frenzy, both with the worry that Bek might accidentally stab at it, but also that it might run into Bek. Yet it never happened. Bek dodged expertly, and Ghost had no small amount of control itself. Hunting below the sea was a twirling, twisting dance. This was just a new one. 

The hoard thinned before long, and Bek grinned a proud smile as her dagger poked at the remaining stragglers. One other spider jumped at Ghost, but it was easy enough to parry. Almost fun. A kind of rhythm came with it, as Ghost hit the critter back with each lunge. 

“Not bad,” Bek said. Ghost threw a look over its shoulder, though Bek hadn’t turned aer attention from the mobs with aer comment. 

“I’ve been around quite a bit,” Ghost remarked back. “I’ve killed my fair share of monsters.” 

Bek hummed at that, as he shoved down the last of the beasts. “Which faction are you posted up with?” 

“Um… none, at the moment.” Ghost finished with the spider, and quiet fell. “It’s been… a bit rocky, trying to figure out getting in. What with the whole–” it gestured to its scaled ears, waving its claws “Thing.” 

Bek nodded a bit, huffing as she caught her breath from the fight. Ze looked up, then, to meet Ghost’s eyes. There was something… familiar. Or at least, Bek seemed to recognize something, when they looked at the other pirate. 

And they looked at it like a pirate. 

“Not worth your time.” Bek sheathed hir dagger, clicked aer tongue. “No one’s ever around anyway.” 

Ghost blinked. “I thought that was the Nightingales’ whole thing, isn’t it? Community?” 

“Oh well, sure, they’re around. But that doesn’t count. Kite’s the only faction worth joining, and there’s no one ever around, so it isn’t worth joining.” 

Ghost listened quietly as Bek talked. She kicked the ground, stomped a foot, looked off to the horizon. This whole interaction had been awkward, blunt. But something clicked a bit more, now. Bek’s attempts to reach out were gruff and very indicative of the Kite attitude, but they were more indicative of the Kite behavior. 

It was lonely, on that isle of fighters. 

Ghost knew about lonely. It was hard to find an in, when you hefted yourself out of the sea and had to fight to convince everyone you weren’t a sea monster. Even after initially breaking the ice, it was hard to get further than polite conversation. Ghost wasn’t going to give up though, and there were people who had been welcoming it. Maybe, with Bek, here was one more opportunity to prove itself a true pirate. 

“You know, I happen to know a lot of these islands,” Ghost began. It stepped toward Bek, a bit to the side, so they looked out at the horizon together. Bek’s gaze twitched in its direction, before returning to the distance. “With your monster finding, and my island finding, we could get a lot done.” 

Bek looked at Ghost again. Ghost turned, and gave a quick, fleeting grin. And in the quiet after, Bek gave a flicker of a grin back. 

“We could get enough to afford a pint after, even.” 

Ghost laughed. 

“We could.”

[sonics-left-shoe]

Tired of living in a period of enabled overconsumption and the quality of everything being replaced for cheaper alternatives with only higher prices. Tired of corporations being able to get away with selling products that won't last. Tired of unnecessary mass manufacturing. Tired of trends and impulsive purchases being encouraged by companies. Tired of celebrities being worshipped whilst they help destroy the environment. Tired of micro transactions and blatantly invasive advertisements everywhere. Tired of false advertisement, misinformation and clickbait being normalised. Tired of corporate fear mongering and blatant disregard of human livelihoods.

I'm so tired of all the wastefulness and cruelty and how corporations can just get away with it.

[threepoint14art]

HELLOOOO for pride month i wanted to share our headcanons for fnafhs!!!!! coupled with some edits with our designs!!

Under the cut there's individual commentary about all of em!

Freddys afab, and only goes by he/him with the animatronics. He didnt tell them he's male or anything. What happeend was they they were all talking to eachothet, getting to know eachother, when chica realized she forgot to ask his name. Meanwhile freddy had though he heard Fred, so he wss on his own little world and asked to the air ‘Fred?’ so they took that as his name and he hasnt ‘corrected them’. (This is my (loop’s) work around for those twins basicallly having the same name.) Hes called Freddy and not Fred bc Chica gives them all nicknanes , Freddy, Foxy, Goldy, instead of Fred, Fox, and Golden. ( Bonnie… you bastard you already fit…. cannot change his name to Bon without nuking Bons actual name). He hasn't thought about his sexuality because he thinks he's undatable, Dysphoria levels are very high, hes contantly ‘out of it’ in his own body. feels like hes just, piloting it, distant from himself and the now. whenever he does come back doen it feels awful fir a bilion reasons 👍 this makes it hard for him to identify the feelings he has about himself since its all so fuzzy and distant. hes not thinking about his sexuality, he doesn’t think anyone would really date him so, fuck if he knows! Bonnie is cis demironantic and unlabled. Goes by he/him. One of his names is María (Bonnie María) so that plus his longer hair means he gets misgendered as a CIS guy and I think its rlly funny. He's not thinking about romance because "no one would go out with him", enter Bon with a nuke Chica is cis and Bisexual. Goes by She/her. Her bisexual awakening was magnet hatsune miku lmao Fox is afab trans guy, stealth about it, and bisexual. Goes by he/him. He figured out he was trans PRETTY early on so no one but his family really even knows, he practically has no dysphoria. Golden is amab nonbinary and pan (they/them). Being famous is the worst thing ever you could do to them, people know their dead name and sorta treat them as a gay man rather than someone nonbinary and it's really bad!!! Sort of wishes they fell into some binary so something about them would "change" and so that people would realize they have changed, there is no way to "pass" as nonbinary and it drives them a lil crazy Fred has not been born (sorry low blow), but if they were they'd be amab, nonbinary and bisexual. Still figuring stuff out but eventually he will settle for going by He/they Meg is afab, genderfluid and pan, goes by any pronouns, idek what else to say <3 Bon is afab trans guy and gay, goes by he/him. He and Malva (usagi) are twins and just switched names and lives and gender! so he's stealth to everyone EXCEPT his sister, this includes their father! who is awful!! and this makes him super repressed and ill about being gay, yeah. Both he and Malva lied on legal documents to look cis since they exchanged identities and all that joy is amab trans girl and bisexual, goes by she/her, also famous so people also know her deadname </3

Toddy is afab and cis, she's NOT aware of either of her flags, comphet queen, "dating" bon because it helps them both feel so normal but its not working out and it never will! Seeing the nigthmares all date eachother made her think "oh wow not being monogamous is a thing" and if she thinks of malva and joy thats HER BUSINESS and her business only. Also fun fact her parents are divorced not because they hate eachother but because they realized they were both aroace, epic. Goes by she/her Deuz is amab bigender gay and poly, the nightmares are a polycule. She is not that dysphoric most of the time and goes by He/she Maggie is afab trans guy, bi and poly, Femenine trans guys are epic and he is one, gets misgendered a lot because he doesn't bind and wears makeup and croptops and all that. Goes by he/him and she/her ONLY with his partners. Onnie is amab agender, gay and poly, it used to be forced to have really short hair because it's dad is awful (also bon's dad, yay siblings), so when he ran away he grew it out a lot, goes be he/they/it Onyx (oxy) is afab trans guy, bi and poly, he got kicked out when he came out as trans, he's super happy now tho. He/him Pup(pet) afab demi-boy, his legal name is puppilo i know it sounds dumb thats why they go by pup. He's queer in some way but its impossible to find out given how he experiences feelings and all that (lore tm) so, fuck if i know. Goes by he/they Mai afab demi-girl and sapphic, yay for twins, her legal name is marinette but they go by mai only, she really wants to date but due to how she and pup operate thats kinda impossible and shes super hung up on it. Goes by They/she Lily is afab cis aroace!!! Eak is afab trans guy and gay, he does not really pass that well so he's misgendered quite a bit at school. Goes by he/him Tony is amab cis guy and gay, he's dating Eak, he used to question if he was REALLY gay before eak came out and was super confused about it and then he found out hes a guy and all is well lol Cami is afab aromantic bisexual and nonbinary, though she has not thought about the whole nonbinary thing that deeply at all. Eventually she will use all pronouns but currently she goes by She/her Loon is amab bigender bisexual and poly, is super dysphoric and hates dressing too femenine because it "doesn't fit her", "not cute enough to be a girl and not handsome enough to be a guy", goes by loon when masc and jj when fem. Goes by he/she Malva is trans and lesbian! Unlike Bon she's normal about being lesbian, mostly because their dad thinks she "doesn't look like one" and because generally girls just get an easier pass to be mushy and close to eachother (eugh), goes by she/her Owynn is afab trans guy, demiromantic, ace and poly. Damn share some flags dude you are hogging them. Stealth at school but percieved as a femenine guy and therefore called gay (as an insult) a lot, lied in legal documents to be seen as a guy! he's dysphoric despite passing really well because of very minor things people don't really notice, female scorpions are taller than male ones and he's tall, female scorpions have bigger hands than male ones and his hands are big, etc etc. He goes by he/him Background character jumpscare! Mesero who is named Vincent here, Owynn's older brother who is amab cis pan and poly, he thought he was straight for a LONG while and hated people calling him gay as an insult because he had long hair, sorry to burst your bubble but you are not straight, he eventually became normal about it but it did hurt that people were "right about him" Spring!!! Is amab cis unlabeled and poly, he never thought about labels or anything for the longest time because he thought he was undatable and also was busy with ten trillion jobs, fly low, goes by he/him Bg character again! Novia (ghghg) who is named Leticia here! She is afab cis straight and poly!

Also sorry for not having any of the funtimes, we haven't really thought about them aside from lily, so we have nothing ToT. Any funtime lovers please share what you think about them we really need it

[sennamaticart]

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[risingsunresistance]

as promised, here's all my pigs!

there's a handful of non-pigs here but i dont have enough pigs to fill this thing up yet jhdjd. the eeveelutions and kirbies chill with them, pikachu meowth and luigi are stuffed back in the second shelf, harvey and edward are chillin up top 👍

also have the junk shelf where my speakers are, mostly pigs and some mushrooms, trees, a beetle, and the limbo ark made me :D and also that sunflower pin that i dont have room for on my bag

there's another pig chilling in my window with this sunflower bobble thing. i got a pack of 12 of these little pigs, a bunch went to friends but i still have two with me hehe

[mad-hunts]

"Can i borrow your kitchen? "

that morning left barton feeling a sense of cold that seeped all the way down into his bones; so, as one can imagine, standing in the middle of his doorway for any amount of time was not pleasant. but it seemed like trouble had been brought to his feet in the form of another rogue... and of course, it was the joker. talk about bad luck. barton thought about asking how the other had even found him here, but also, did he really want to know?

he rose both eyebrows at the other and stared the joker down to see if he was perhaps joking. unfortunately, though, there didn't turn out to be any punchline to what he said after all. an incredulous laugh left barton's mouth as he made it clear to the joker that he wasn't going to entertain his antics, ❝ uhh... is that really what you tracked me down here for? yeah, no. find someone else's kitchen to use if you don't have your own — bye. ❞

he reached out to slam the door on the other's face as quickly as possible as he prepared himself to lock the door. barton didn't want the other to be getting any ideas about forcing his way in or anything like that... especially when several of his kids were home. the joker did have a really bad track record with them, to say the least, and so there was no way barton was letting him be around them. he'd have to be a fool to place any kind of trust in the man.