#also I just kinda pull this out my ass

[venusinthesun]

CW: yandere‼️ FEM NEUVILLETTE NATION‼️ this is SAPPHIC, for the GIRLS. I love my transfem wife <3

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Refined. Clingy.

Some of the words that come to mind as you sit on your shared bed, back pressed against some of the finest pillows as you stare at the wall ahead. You could probably name 15 more words if you really wanted too, but dedicating even more time to thinking about her would only make to sour your mood even more. Some would say that refined and clingy are opposites, or at least very hard to find something that could fit both words at once. But in your now years of experience dealing with neuvillette, you can now disagree with those people.

As she rests her head in your lap right now, her arms reaching up to lazily wrap around your waist, you can safely say the white-haired woman is clingy. Against better judgment, your gaze drops from the wall to her, looking over her closed eyes and soft lips with nothing short of an annoyed frown on your face. Because, even in her most vulnerable and careless moments, she is still incredibly…perfect.

It makes you wonder how many years she must of spent making sure at every moment she looked put-together, and you could almost feel a pang of envy in your heart. Because when she held your hand in hers, or stood close to you in public, she never showed how desperate she really was. Because if she keeps her lipstick perfect and hair in place despite the bruising grip on your waist, nobody will ever know she is obsessed.

Ah. A new word to add your description of her. You lift your gaze from her back to the wall, and go back to thinking about what you were before. Which was her.

[starry-bi-sky]

Blood Blossom Au: Baby's First Commissioner Meeting :)

TL:DR This Post: Danny (orphan) gets poisoned with blood blossom extract by Vlad. He runs away from him and ends up under the care of one Pre-Robin Battinson Batman! Starry is loudly pushing her batdad agenda.

(Also known as "Late At Night, When The Nightingale Sings" on my ao3!)

This was a fun rough idea I've been sitting on for weeks, thinking about how Commissioner Gordon and Nightingale's first meeting might go.

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Commissioner Gordon likes to think that he's adjusting to the new normal of Gotham very well, -- the new normal being grown men running around dressed like bats, in military-grade strength body armor, committing acts of vigilantism, -- and slowly, little by little, he was no longer being surprised when this new normal pops up out of the shadows like the world's most terrifying daisy. His shaving lifespan thanks him for it.

....

The kid is a surprise though.

Granted, he seemed to be a surprise to the Bat too.

There's been a string of murders lately, -- which, in Gotham, is kind of like saying there's been another storm during monsoon season. And there's just been another; in some dilapidated building down in south Gotham, with the broken, boarded-up windows and mildew-crawling walls to match. The victim is a man in his thirties, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, left in the center of the room for the blood to pool out around him.

The place is already secured when he arrives, the building swarmed with officers and the forensic detectives. The Bat emerges shortly after he does -- or, he might've been here the whole time, hiding someplace dark and shadowy. For his own sanity, Gordon doesn't think about it too hard.

The kid is a surprise, and he appears like a bolt of lightning.

He shows up in the middle of a conversation Gordon is having with the Bat.

A whistle, sharp and loud, slicing through the air, meant for open air rather than a confined space. Gordon's ears pierce and protest the sound, and the solemn, murmured chatter floating through the room abruptly cuts off like the swing of a gavel. As he turns towards the sound -- as they all do -- he swears, up and down, that he sees Batman's shoulders jump, just slightly.

At the source, perched on the window, is a boy. A boy in a gray-blue scarf and an oversized black hoodie, one that hangs off his frame and has ace bandages wrapped around the wrists in some attempt to cinch the sleeves. The hood is up, big like the rest of it, and threatens to swallow the upper half of the boy's face whole in the fabric. What upper half Gordon can see, is smeared with some kind of opaque, black face paint. He's holding onto the side of the frame with one hand, on his hip is a grappling hook. A familiar grappling hook.

Gordon has multiple questions, and his officers tense up.

Martinez puffs up, brows furrowing as his face shapes into a frown. Shoulders rolling back. "You can't be here, kid--"

The reaction is immediate, like a spark to gunpowder, the boy yanks his fingers from his mouth and his mouth twists into a scowl. Head snapping over to Officer Martinez, his hood manages to stay on but Gordon swears that as he bares his teeth, the glint makes them look sharper than they should be. His voice is rasp and quiet and harsh; snappish in its hissing; "Put a fuckin sock in it, Martinez. I'm not stayin."

Martinez reels back, and the boy immediately veers his attention off him. Like a switch, his demeanor drops. Despite half his face being covered, his mouth twists into a cringing, apologetic smile. Slanted and off-beat, embarrassed. It'd be disarming if this wasn't Gotham, and if he didn't just hiss at Martinez like he was about to bite his head off.

"Sorry." He whispers, voice deceptively polite and softer now. Gordon has to strain his ears to hear him. "I was looking for him."

He points his finger towards-- Gordon? No, Gordon follows the direction, and finds himself looking at -- the Bat.

The Bat, who always looks stiff as a pole, now looks even stiffer. Somehow. Well, the explains the grappling hook attached to the boy's waist.

"What are you doing here?" The Bat says, gruff and unable to completely smother the stumble of surprise in his tone.

The boy still holds a sheepish smile, and slips off the window ledge. His feet hit the creaky boards with a near-silent thud, the Batman finds his feet and rapidly begins crossing the room.

Gordon notes the slight tremble in the boy's legs as he straightens. He adjusts his scarf, which droops close to his knees now that he's standing, and slings a backpack -- how long has had that? -- off his shoulders. When the Bat reaches his side, he does as he always does, and looms over the boy like a spectre. A threatening mass of shadows cloaked in all-consuming black. Standing next to him, the boy looks teeny in comparison.

The Bat is a man who terrifies even the most hardened criminals, Gordon has seen grown men shiver in fear at the mention of his name. And yet when the boy looks up at him, he doesn't even flinch.

Instead, his sheepish smile melts away like ice under the sun, holding only traces of his previous embarrassment. It remains as a shadow on his face, a small upturn at the corners of his mouth. The boy pushes his hood back just enough to reveal glinting, ice-flint eyes surrounded in tar-black face paint. He holds the backpack up with one arm. "You forgot this."

[transsexula]

"Just ignore how every minority man is treated, because talking about it is basically like saying some women don't experience misogyny"

Never the point of this convo. In fact, you're literally making up a guy to be mad at. Why is it that a different minority talking about their own issues in their own space makes you feel this way? Why is it a minority making their own words to explain something they experience now an attack on you? Is it, perhaps, that you don't understand the experience and therefore project your own understanding of it onto everyone who speaks about it regardless of THEIR actual experiences?

I'll be the first to admit I don't know every fucking experience out there. I gotta trust my trans sisters when they talk about their experiences- same with any other identity I don't understand. Why are trans men not afforded this? We are literally an oppressed minority. Our bodies are constantly regulated and cracked down on and treated as freakshows. I feel like on some level, as trans people, others have to feel it and see it. Right?

Or are we just supposed to stay invisible?

[dusty-pistol]

I'm kinda baffled that I've only seen one Callum Crown ask blog so far. And it's... wildly out of character if I'm even allowed to say so. It must've been made before we got all this information on him or by someone who just doesn't know much about him. I don't mean to sound rude in any degree, I'm just surprised, is all.

(Please, someone make an actual callum ask blog, or I may have to do it myself. Which I am admittedly scared to do so.)

[hanzajesthanza]

should i change my headcanons based upon “i saw it in a dream”

[makorragal-312]

Yeah...I don't really buy that the guy who had a panic attack over his last girlfriend being mistaken for his wife and was more than ready to dump his current one for being a former nun is even going to contemplate proposing to her.

Knowing him, he would be so deep in his eventual gay crisis that he accidentally sends false hints that made Marisol think that he was gonna propose to her. And then, when she's expecting him to get on one knee, he's telling her to go the fuck home and stay there. (because dumping is still hard for him)

[mymarifae]

hsr age estimates... i was just sorting out my thoughts since same face has everyone except the Kiddos looking like they're 20 when that's definitely not true for a good chunk of them + ages are EXTRA poorly defined due to not all the characters being human and having different life spans. so for those guys these numbers are like. vague equivalences. also using the 20s as an example "early" would be anything from 20 to 25 and "late" is 26 to 30

[spacefunclubs]

We poppin the BIGGEST bottles if Boy and the Heron wins the Oscar tonight

[wrightlaw]

sometimes i have moments where i have to wonder, "how the fuck is phoenix BROKE?"

and then i remember that lawyers operate on billable hours & having to complete trials within 3 days can't be super profitable...especially because phoenix's investigations themselves are almost definitely pro-bono. iirc a lawyer's income also comes from retainers (a set fee you have to pay to secure an attorney), but that can range depending on the attorney...i'm sure most of phoenix's clients (especially maya) have to operate on payment plans, too, so it's not like he's getting $100,000 upfront. i'm sure fees were also altered when the justice system got fucked over. not to mention that phoenix has huge gaps between cases (the ones we play, anyway) so his income ranges wildly, i'm sure.

that or phoenix has some atrocious spending habits...me too king

[luckylunatix]

If you thought I was the one autistic person out there who doesn't have any Sonic OCs you thought wrong

I haven't exactly been hyperfixated on Sonic stuff lately but I got an urge to draw this guy here, Amanita the Seedrian. He's one of my main two OCs, alongside a sona/self insert character who maybe I'll post eventually? Idk.

Anyway, about Amanita: he's a Seedrian based around mushrooms who mysteriously survived the destruction of Green Gate and the subsequent rise of the Metarex. Already an outcast on his home planet due to his fungal nature, he only felt like more of an outcast when taking refuge in a whole new world unknown to him, and thus isolated himself in the forest for a long time. He eventually started coming out of his shell upon meeting Grim the Hound (the aforementioned sona I haven't posted yet).

He's an amazing healer, but also has poison based powers. He's quite shy, but he cares deeply about others, and though he may seem hesitant at first, he does like learning about new places and trying new things. His design is inspired by jiangshi, aka Chinese vampires.

[vhvrs]

only thing i got from that episode was rick lost diane at 27 and was ready to chase birdperson to the end of the universe by 35

[autopsytableromance]

One funny thing to me is that sometimes my bestie will send me reels like this one

And I have to be like. Bestie I appreciate that you’re on my “side” ig but 1 I’m just having fun and 2 in no way did he treat me like his bf and our FIRST text conversation he was like “hey I don’t want you to get the wrong idea bc I don’t want a relationship”

[netherdevil]

so i have 9 hours so far on ZZZ

i downloaded it JUST TODAY. AT 1PM. thats not normal

[dan-crimes]

I love writers I love when they ramble on abt characters and their motivations, their core values and the reasons why they react to things in certain ways and having character interactions work off of each other due to their differing ways of viewing the world and in general I just love character analysis

[arolesbianism]

Yet another beautiful day to have the Maxwel tag blocked (can't see half of the posts in the Wendy tags)

[jackass-jones]

Teehee I got hugged today 🥰