#and the name starts with a 'c'

[lavender-tea-dragon]

a plant

I mean.

You're not wrong X"D

[ynnu-64]

Tears in my togachaco eyes ,,,

[choccy-milky]

smooth, seb 👍 ((redraw of this scene from the goblet of fire))

[lyss-butterscotch]

Do you have lost kin gijinkas?

I do and they get to live <- delusional everyone gets to live AU maker

[drulalovescas]

Supernatural would be like DESTIEL DOESN’T EXIST YOU CRAZY PERVERTS and then they'd introduce fictional Colette, the love of Cain's life, and parallel her with Cas.

[wandixx]

Seriously chaotic fashion misadventures

I realized I posted a teaser and never really followed up on it, so here is some more of that

“Hey, Dami?”

Boy hadn’t looked up from the kittens he was bottle feeding but let out a hum indicating he listened.

“I'm thinking about trying out a more girlish style. Do you think it would suit me?”

Well, Damian had no idea but if Dani wished to give it a chance, then, well, the only proper reaction was to offer his aid.

*-*-*

“Father, I require access to your rouge gallery.”

Bruce almost choked on his breakfast when his youngest made this announcement.

Rouge gallery, as his children playfully called it, was vast collection of lipsticks, which he collected to uphold his Brucie persona. Famous playboy with head constantly in the clouds couldn’t not show up with discreet signs of scandal from time to time. And it couldn’t always be the same shade. Or scent when he choose more subtle approach and used one of his more feminine perfumes.

In all honesty, he enjoyed this.

But that’s not the point, point was that Damian wanted to use it and Bruce needed to know what disaster would fall upon him if he agreed.

“Mind telling me why, chum?”

Dick, who visited Manor for a weekend, barely stifled his laughter while Tim stared at his empty coffee mug like it personally betrayed him. Cass just wore her usual knowing and mischievous smile.

Damian shifted in his chair, hands clenching on butter knife. He was nervous and suddenly Bruce dreaded the answer he was about to hear.

“I don’t see how me sharing this information would change anything. It won’t be used to cause harm to anyone but it’s necessary in the extracurricular project I just started.”

“Dami, what project?” Dick asked, voice oozing with genuine curiosity and excitement. He was almost bouncing.

“I don’t want to disclose it.”

“Is this a hero or civilian type of deal?”

Damian didn’t look any of them in the eyes, both hands clenching on his seat as he kept shifting. Bruce narrowed his eyes. Was his youngest… flustered?

“Civilian”

“Alright, great” Dick swung back with single clap, almost tripping his chair over “I think B won’t have anything against you using his rouge gallery, will he?” Man knew his oldest son well enough to recognize his ‘don’t you dare to disagree’ tone. He was confused but there wasn’t any harm so he nodded with affirmative hum.

“Thank you, Father”

Boy practically inhaled rest of his food and rushed outside. Despite all his training and all his efforts, they clearly saw his excitement. Tim pinched himself and returned to staring at his mug.

“Cass, have you seen what I’ve seen or am I overreacting?” Dick asked, barely restraining his enthusiasm. Girl nodded eagerly, shoving more crumbs into her mouth. Young man cheered, throwing his hands up.

“What have I missed?” Tim mumbled, frowning a little.

“BABY BAT HAS A CRUSH!”

Cass nodded again with wide smile.

Oh.

Oh no.

Who were they? What did he know about them? Was Protocol 3r0s started? Did someone run a background check already? What could they do if they somehow hurt Damian? Was this person a risk to their identities? Oh gods, oh no.

He probably will have to do The Talk™.

He always dreaded having The Talk, with any of his kids. He felt The Talk with Damian would be even worse. Understandably so.

“Also sleep in at least three da-”

“Fuck off, dick.”

“Was this insult or-”

His children remained obvious to how much work it meant, cheering and sassing each other like they often did.

*-*-*

Damian did not know how it was possible but he lowered his guard enough to get caught.

"What are you doing?" Brown choked out after they stared at each other for a long moment.

"It does not concern you–"

"You're rummaging through my wardrobe, not many things concern me more and also, that's frickin creepy don't do it to anyone outside of the family"

She did have a point however he was not convinced it would be the correct approach if he shared his plan. Father's wards (even unofficial like Brown) tended to make assumptions and overreact based on these conjectures. Dani wasn't easy to scare off but he didn't want to check if his family would manage. They often did things thought to be impossible.

He tried to get away but the blonde stood fiercely in a door, leaving the window as the only way out. He wasn't this desperate. Yet.

Girl looked more and more angry at his silence. He had to give her some answers.

Now that he actually considered it, she could be a useful asset. She was far better versed in women's fashion and if he phrased it correctly, he wouldn't even need to bribe her. Question was, how should he phrase it?

"I have an acquaintance- I have a friend," he corrected himself "from the animal shelter I volunteer at. She mentioned wanting to try out more 'girlish style' and asked for my opinion. I wanted to see if you had any clothes that would fit her. She is smaller than me so I thought that whatever I take, it wouldn't be missed." 

Brown grinned with an unsettling gleam in her eyes. He suddenly regretted opening his mouth if not coming to this room in the first place. 

"Say no more, I have a plan Demon Child"

[unproduciblesmackdown]

Lackadaisy Enrichment

[azaisya]

@just-another-linguist and @melestasflight both requested Fingon which was v exciting. Fingon is one of the characters that really stuck with me the first time I read the Silm, but I’ve never actually drawn him. In my mind this is like a Valinor-era Fingon!

[ashpkat]

i can’t believe octavian died like… that. of all things in a middle grade kids books series. and everyone was chill about it. literally no one gaf octavian died so horrifically even if it was ‘just’ —and as the readers… we were chill with it too

[bandtrees]

they would get divorced in one universe just to find eachother in another one

alternatively titled: sometimes you're the level-headed token flesh-head impulse-control-and-polycule-member of a stubborn, eccentric, and hearty telephone-headed drug addict, and there's cruelty in the world you deem fit to suicidally fight, and that either goes about as well as you'd expect it to, or you learn about love and the value of your life and junk along the way

[haxardouswaste]

various riot act scribbles from twit

[popfizzles]

i don't know if you've been asked this b4 or not, but what would the names of human cups and mugs be? :3

Well see the funny thing about that is my "human" versions of Cuphead characters are still super cartoony (like they keep the same noses and eye shapes and are still very squash and stretch).

So I don't REALLY have any qualms about keeping the names just the way they are?

also this reminds me i have some art of human cuphead i never posted

but if i HAD to pick some names, I guess I like Morgan for Mugman. And I'm bouncing between Carter and Cooper for Cuphead. <:)

Val is a perfectly fine name for her whether she's human or not, and I've already made jokes before that Boba's full name is actually just Robert so HKJGFDH

[hanzajesthanza]

geralt "i will NEVER deadname my best friend" of rivia

"he will ALWAYS be dandelion to ME"

[itsalwayssunnyinhollywood]

I was never really a fan of genderbends but an iasip genderbend has such good implications. My favorite of which is a male barbara impregnating a female bruce then gaslighting fran into thinking she's pregnant, stealing the babies from bruce, make fran think she is going into labor with the baby twins hidden in a bag or something and then paying off the docters to fake a birth. The thing is, I think any version of frank could have fallen for that.

[nauticaltrain]

I love your OC 'Hellcat' btw, are you willing to chat about your other OCS?

here you go anon *throws a bunch of new yorkers at you*

All of these gals are a part of the 20th Century Limited, a New York to Chicago passenger service that ran in the first half of the 1900s. They're in a love triangle and everyone else on the NYC is living for the drama. Main bulk of their story takes place in the late 40s.

Cachet

dignified, responsible, strait-laced

she'll make sure the mail gets where it needs to go no matter the cost - kind of an ends justify the means person

tends to be kind of stoic but has this vulnerable, softer side that emerges occasionally

has rizzed possibly the entire railroad, entirely by accident - she just has that much unintentional game

is forreal in love with Century Club, but doesn't know how to actually pursue a real relationship

the structure on her right arm is a mail hook, used for the bringing mail onto the train while in motion. In train form, it swings out, but here, it extends telescopically!

Century Club

sensual, big-hearted, bold

CeCe for short

possibly the loveliest person you've ever met - just really kind and open with people - always knows just what to say

has a trio of sisters that always have her back and will kill anyone that hurts her - CeCe is definitely the baby of the bunch - her sisters are Century Inn, Century Lounge, and Century Tavern

is technically a combination car but lounge car sounds better and that's what she tells people

big reader and writes poetry

started the year off in love with Carnegie, but is slowly shifting her affections towards Cachet

Carnegie

elegant, powerful, prideful

cold and beautiful like the lunar surface

Cachet's ex, currently trying to keep her and CeCe apart because she still has feelings

her and Cachet had an intense fling, Carnegie was more in love than Cachet was

is not in love with CeCe

not a bad person, just very very jealous

her and the other super hudsons all named themselves after prominent new york families after commodore vanderbilt (their older cousin and fellow hudson) was christened similarly - the others are Astor, Whitney, Roosevelt, Rockefeller, De Lancey, Morgan, Winthrop, Olyphant, and Goodyear

loves the theremin - listens to music out of the moon (album by les baxter, harry revel, and dr samuel hoffman) maybe every day

oh yeah and there's also a plotline where Cachet is carrying important documents and then gets robbed and goes on a noir detective style adventure to get them back all while confronting her own emotions but whatevs

[petalsforparamore]

listen

cait’s nipples are not baby pink she’s 75 % asian they’re BROWN

if cait and vi had a kid (a daughter bc cait needs an heir duh) she would not look “exactly like vi!!” or “like powder reincarnated 🥺” NO. that baby would have epicanthic folds like be so fucking for real cait’s cunty asian genes are dominant and would prevail