#can i just talk like i have wings and talons and i am just like that irl. am i allowed

[joelywoely]

guys. can we all just pretend I'm a bird guy. like I have wings. and little bird talons. pleas

[mohntilyet]

about illario working with the venatori, we can't forget that elgar'nan gifted him blood magic, so I do think that he somewhat influenced him and that's why he's so much more vindictive and jealous in comparison to tevinter nights. I don't mean that he's being mind controlled, but it's a bit like cyrian, a god just amplifying those negative emotions in you and promising power and glory can push a person to that edge and to make stupid af decisions.

im also not forgetting that zara line in inner demons where she talks about an envy demon. like. why an envy demon in specific...there's THINGS between zara and illario that were not shown

no literally if you get me talking about illario + envy + the possibility of getting him possessed, you will have me here for fucking ever. a non mage doing blood magic (any magic at all) is really weird and interesting to me and i don’t remember an example of this happening before (feel free to correct me tho lol. i’m discounting possessions and dwarves)

i had started wildly theorising after bloodbath that he had been possessed and he was tapping into the fade using an envy demon. especially like you said, zara mentions it, AND because i swear there’s a codex in the ossuary where it mentions an envy demon whereas spite is obviously determination, right? so i thought it was a breadcrumb trail to a big “illario is being influenced and doesn’t even know” reveal— same as you anon like great minds am i right— but i’m not sure there is actually any evidence of that lol. like maybe if you squint but i do believe it was explained away by “oh yeah, and elgarnan let him do special blood magic”

it does also make sense to me that illario can only control lucanis, due to being part of the same family. a bloodline thing, and it is very poetic to me that their shared family connection in caterina is what allows him to control lucanis, even for a moment lol. spite being the extra magical boost that lucanis needs to block that out ALSO makes sense to me so i’m not too fussed abt these details lol🤔

the envyllario in my heart also gets spectral weapons for himself. lucanis gets wings, illario gets talons, PLUS green-purple are complementary colors so it would have been really fun to see them clash with their spirit/demon-powers. the talon thing is also a kind of reflection of his end-goal desire, how envy demons already have those freaky hands, and it manifests as claws and is a much more aggressive, strength-augmenting manifestation (as opposed to manoeuvrability and speed-augmenting that spite’s wings give lucanis.) anyways that's what the diagram above is supposed to be (this is extremely hot to me)

[earthnashes]

The completed version of that sketch I teased a while ago! Angela and Demona have a much needed talk. uwu

So, I know I've been harkin' and hollerin' about starting a Gargoyles AU, and after this lil thing... WELL. I can't help myself man, plz ;w;

But even though I've yet to fully sit down to rewatch the show for concrete foundations, I'm gettin' bombarded with ideas for this badboy. I'll talk at length about my idea once I have something a little more solid, but for now the context is the AU explores Demona's journey to redemption, and her attempts to grow amidst the chaos of the general public now learning gargoyles exist (and the consequences that comes with it).

Below the "keep reading" is a short story I wrote on how Demona and Angela's first uninterrupted reunion could go. Angela is determined to try and convince her mother to give humanity--give everyone, really-- one more chance. Even with all the craziness and the very fragile relations between the supernatural and humans, Angela sees it as their best and only bet to actually build a long-lasting rapport. And a chance to have her mother in her life with minimal conflict.

--

"--Don't you understand? The humans took everything from me, and they have only grown worse. One so-called 'good' human can't undo that. They are never good."

"But they can be if you just let them!" Angela growls, flailing her talons out to her sides in a wide gesture around the city. "Mother, haven't you ever thought that maybe not all humans are bad? That they and gargoyle are more alike than you believe? You've been around for years. You can't honestly tell me you haven't met a gargoyle you couldn't trust in your lifetime."

"I trust no one," Demona sneers, turning her back on her daughter and hunching in on herself, arms crossed close to her chest. "It's what kept me alive this long."

"But at what cost? Mother... you are clanless." Demona doesn't turn around at the mournful tone, and Angela pushes on. "Y-you have no one. But you don't have to be--"

"Angela--" Demona's voice is loud, unwavering, but her tone is so, so tired. It's almost wrung out of her in a sigh that only hints at centuries of gliding solo.

"That is enough."

For several moments, there is heavy silence. Demona doesn't turn around, but the scent of salt in the air is tell enough. She heaves another sigh and begins to step toward the edge of the rooftop they've chosen for this meeting, fully intent on putting an end to such a miserable conversation.

"...Everyone believes you are nothing more than a monster."  Demona keeps going, crouches down and begins to unfurl her wings.

"But I don't believe that."

That stops her. She freezes as if the sun has touched her skin, still as the stone sleep she no longer experiences. She still doesn't turn, but her head tilts to the side. Listening.

"I saw how desperately you want clan when you were with Thailog," Angela whispers hoarsely. "I saw how you looked at me, w-when you realized I was your daughter. You... you turned on Thailog to save me. Save us. But now I--" She whipes furiously at her eyes in frustration. "--you speak as if you want nothing to do with me--"

"You know that isn't true," Demona says, finally, finally whirling to face her daughter. Instinct drives her to open her arms, to reach out, but years of solitude stops her in her tracks. Her hesitation goes mostly unnoticed.

"Then prove it!" Angela barks. She lashes her tail and unfurls her wings. "I want you in my life! I want you to be clan. But I can't do that if you aren't willing to at least try." Angela closes the distance between them, grasping her mother's talons and --almost instantly-- feels like a child again. She gives her a gentle squeeze, and relief nearly floods her when she feels a small, hesitant one back.

"I can't ask for you to forget... or forgive. I won't. But I am asking you to... t-to at least try, and give me a chance? To give humans a chance, one more time."

Angela's eyes bore into her mother as she pleads: "Give me this one chance to prove you wrong."

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Hope ya'll enjoyed! Now that I reread the short there's a lot I'd like to revise and add, but for now this will work. :)

But ye! More to come soon! ;w;

[avkizi]

my mha/bnha dr intro ⋆.˚

hey guys!! this is just kinda my intro for my mha/bnha dr, just so y'all can get a feel for me (WARNING I am a certified yapper and this will be a long ass post bc Im gonna TALK also some translations may be wrong bc despite me literally being Japanese I was born in the USA 🦅🇺🇸 so I am using a combination of google translate and a Japanese baby name meaning site anyway bye) ♡︎

basics

first name: Akitsu (亜希津), goes by Aki (亜希) last name: Takami (高み) birthday: 06/04 (15) pronouns: she/her occupation: UA first year, class 1-A ethnicity: japanese

appereance

hair color: brown & white hair type & length: 2a, medium length eye color: gold (but my pupils & irises are enlarged kinda like a cat or an owl so you really only see those) skin tone: medium/lighter tan height: 5'0 body type: hourglass, lean & sleeper build notable features: tufts of feathers around ears and two on head (think great horned owls), owl wings, small scar across nose bridge and burn scarring on right shoulder, upper arm, back, and mid-thigh.

hobbies + skills + talents <3

drawing & painting pole dancing (the workout kind NOT stripping I am a minor 😭) contortion, acrobatics, & gymnastics volleyball makeup singing crocheting & sewing vlogging & social media fashion & thrifting & shopping (I'm just a girl frfr)

quirk

quirk name: owl a lil self explanatory but basically I can do anything an owl can, my quirk gives me owl wings, talons, enhanced hearing, sight, & night vision, vocal range, etc. quirk type: mutant strengths: already kinda explained but wings, advanced flexibility, speed & stealth, enhanced senses. drawbacks: -since my wings etc are part of my body permanently, they work like a muscle, so I can't fly for too long without getting tired (like walking or running). -to be able to fly, I have hollow bones, which are a lot easier to break, and have to stay on the lighter side, which means I have an incredibly hard time building bulk & muscle mass -i am affected a lot more by loud sounds & overwhelming stimuli bc of my advanced senses -i have to eat raw meat & eggs as well as normal/human food, and I will get sick/malnourished if i'm not able to -i get seasonal molts & shedding, leaving me unable to fly and function much for about a week during that time

random shit/trivia (help girl idk)

-favorite color is pink -has to take medication to maintain normal sleep schedule -kinda obvious by the name, but she's hawks' (keigo takami's) younger sister -cuts wing holes into all her tops w scissors -loves marine bio, hates swimming/getting wet

thats it ig lmk is y'all want more, please please ask me questions about my dr or ab mha in general i love yappin dude

im prolly gonna post a kanji/name meaning analysis bc I gotta talk about that I put sm into it help !!

[demoniccrowz]

whats the. emeralds one about!!! the one wip with tommy and sbi :33333

I just spent like ten minutes looking for this print to make sure I was ranting properly about it before I decided I literally remember it fine so anyway. Sir, we don’t take emeralds. (Tommy/SBI)

the basis: Tommy works the night shift at a bakery near the edge of the city. Between the hours of 12 am and 4 am, the only customers that come in are cryptids and monsters from the nearby forest. They pay very, very well. The bakery is probably run by Niki, though she’d be a background character, and probably not show up like. At all.

writing this after I wrote the other stuff: I accidentally wrote the first draft of what would probably be drug out into two chapters. It’s under the cut. My bad. Designs (also under cut) are subject to change.

Um, first night he meets Wilbur, a man with no eyes who tries to pay with an emerald. Second night, nothing happens. He wonders if he hallucinated everything. The third night, he meets Philza, a man with black wings and bird talons, who pays like a normal person but tips him a crow feather. He’s confused, but the crow feather looks nice. Someone told him crow feathers are bad luck, but… the feather gives him a warm feeling. Fourth night, Philza comes back. He seems very happy to see that Tommy has stuck the crow feather behind his ear. Philza tips Tommy several more feathers. Fifth night, he meets Techno, a man with tusks and pig hooves, who pays like normal but tips him a golden doubloon. I dunno, he probably gets run out of town at some point, once someone sees the crow feathers. Philza, Wilbur, and Techno rescue him from the mob. They steal him away. Found family occurs.

Tommy moved to the city a few weeks ago, and started hearing the stories almost immediately. Everyone he talked to warned him away from the woods, with tales of what happened to people who stayed out too late or who walked near the woods after dark. The city seems to almost have a curfew, though it isn’t explicitly stated anywhere Tommy can find. Yet, like clockwork, at 11:30 the streets are deserted. The busses don’t run. People are inside, whether at their homes or somewhere else. Businesses stay open, sometimes, but no one enters or leaves. The entire city holds its breath for five hours. Then, at 4:30, it’s once again bustling. Tommy doesn’t believe the stories, of course. It’s just superstition. He signs up to work the night shift (sometimes dubbed the cursed shift) at a bakery in desperate need of workers. It’ll be easy, he decides, to take the shift when there would be no customers.

Yet… there were customers. The first night, a man with tinted glasses and a brown trench coat walks in and orders a few loaves of bread. Tommy goes about his routine normally, until the man hands him a green gem for payment. He stares at it in shock, trying to tell if the man had just handed him an ACTUAL EMERALD. “Sir? We- we don’t take… emeralds.” Tommy looks up at the man, who takes the gem and removes his glasses the squint at it.

He has no eyes.

The man laughs, putting the gem back into his pocket. “Of course, of course. My mistake.” He gives Tommy a fifty dollar bill, grabbing his bag of things and leaving before Tommy can give him his change. Tommy stares after him. Maybe there is something to the rumors, he thinks as he stares at his shaking hands.

He tries to brush it off.

[fluffle-writes]

hello! I loved the weirdcore au, such a cool idea, i wanted to ask, how do vil and rook clean their wings? taking a bath seems kinda risky, imagine the pain of getting soap on multiple eyes! Actually their self care routine as a whole makes me curious, does vil still wear makeup here? Or he just takes care of his hair?

Weirdcore AU Masterlist Here!

I AM AWAKE AND READY TO TALK MORE ABOUT MY AU :D

Vil and Rook's wings! They definitely need to work around the eyes, but they have third eyelids for each of their eyes - similar to crocodiles! This allows them to fly with them open to observe the ground beneath them - which can assist in hunting or searching for something. It can also mean that irritants are more difficult to get into their eyes - but there are still problems with using cleaning agents on their wings.

Generally though, they actually don't use soaps on their wings! A thorough enough job of preening with clean water washes away any accumulated dirt, blood, dust, or dead skin cells away well enough - and damaged feathers come loose quite easily to be pulled out during preening sessions. Not to mention, soaps can strip the wings of natural oils that protect their skin and feathers.

(Chances are, if you visit in the evenings, you may come across groups of Pomefiore students preening one-another's wings in little cliques - as it's a common bonding activity for individuals with feathered wings.)

As for the rest of their self care routines, it would really need to differ from person to person... I'll speak more in depth about how their features work as well as how they maintain their appearances under the cut.

Vil's flesh has an almost malleable feel to it - it's almost slime-like to the touch but without any residue left behind, while also having the texture of human skin. Looking at him closely enough reveals that his body is actually semi-transparent. He uses pigment sacs - similar to octopi - to imitate the appearance of galacies on his skin's surface, but he can just as easily manipulate light to alter his appearance as he wishes.

Because of this, his skin may be more fragile and need more gentle cleansers and a thorough moisturising routine - which Vil keeps on top of, of course. Additionally, although I was unable to include it in his sprite edit, Vil has near-invisible glass-like talons instead of fingernails and toenails which he keeps well maintained and filed sharp.

Vil's hair is odd in the sense that it's more like liquid than hair. It's quite viscous, but leaves no residue when touched like his skin, and anything that touches it can pass through with little difficulties aside from the viscosity. Touching it can leave a tingling (almost electric) sensation in the hands, and ingestion can spell death due to the toxicity of the oils and hormones Vil's body produces to ward off danger. It doesn't need cleaning as it maintains itself for the most part, but Vil often adds ground up gold and gemstones to colour it how he wants to.

His wings and tail, as mentioned above, are kept neat and tidy through preening sessions with Rook and, more recently, Epel. He has glands that secrete natural oils under his feathers, which can be spread across them to moisturise them properly and strengthen them.

(Fun fact - When Vil was a newborn, he looked more like an amoeba with six stubby little limbs (which later grew into his wings!) He learned how to maintain a much more structured body shape and control his pigment sacs like his father later on in life)

Rook's self care routines are more focused on his animalistic traits - polishing his horns and brushing through his fur any time it gets a bit too unruly. He also often applies moisturising oils to the palms of his hands, as they are similar to paw pads that foxes have and need more tlc to keep them soft and reduce irritation/itchiness.

Bathing habits of his are similar to Vil, vetoing the use of soap on his wings but still using them on the rest of his body. Due to his fur, though, Rook may have a hard time getting thoroughly dry after without help - although he often opts to shake himself off and flap his wings to create wind to help him dry faster. Because of this, bathing has to be an evening task for him - lest he end up with skin irritation from trapped moisture.

(Vil spent a god awful amount of time combing through Rook's fur and applying potions to his skin to prevent irritation when he first moved to Pomefiore - and since then Rook's always been manhandled a little bit if Vil suspects he's falling slightly behind on that area of self-care. He is NOT sitting with Rook in his lap for hours untangling that mess of a coat again - his shedding in the spring is bad enough!)

Epel needed a LOT of TLC when Vil first spotted him - his body, hair, and wings are all made of a marble-like material. Had he practiced self care often enough, Epel would have handled the cold climate in Harveston perfectly well. However, he would often insist that applying protective wax and oils to maintain smooth skin was unnecessary since he could handle the cold just fine without it.

This meant that, once he arrived at NRC, what would have been smooth and well cared for features was instead rough around the edges with damage done by the cold and the snow from years spent outside in that environment. Epel's self care routine is chock full of revitalising tinctures designed to help his skin regain it's strength and smoothness, as well as a special type of beeswax to protect him from any more damage - which is also applied to his horns.

As for cleaning, soap and water works well except for on his wings - which instead has a special cleanser Vil made with keratin-boosting properties to ensure that they're strengthened properly without interfering with Epel's ability to fly.

(Epel himself is a little miffed with all of the routines Vil made him keep up with after he joined Pomefiore, but will admit that he feels much better a lot of the time now that he's actually properly taking care of himself.)

[alterhuman-buddies]

Heya, Writer !!!!!

Saw you wanted some random questions, so;; How'd you discover your non-humanity? Can go for any of your 'types :]

(^ nfta)

Have a good day!!

HJBDFDJSVJIE HI I LOVE YOU THANK YOU FOR SENDING AN ASK!!! /silly /p

This may or may not be a huge rant that may or may not go slightly off topic :3c

I first started questioning my alterhumanity because of my friend, who is a therian. They love talking about its experiences, especially with their therian identity. I related to their psychological and physical experiences (not as much spiritual), which made me wonder if I am nonhuman in any way.

My first awakening or discovered 'type was a domestic black cat, which made a lot of sense. Other than the dream and mental shifts; I love neutral colors, I've always enjoyed meowing as a vocal stim, I've been a black cat for Halloween for two years straight (lol), the thought of having paws and sharp teeth was euphoric, fish has been a favorite food of mine for a while, and I also feel a tail and another set of ears almost constantly (which I realized wasn't something everyone experiences).

My next discovery was both the dragon and red panda 'types. I've been a huge Wings Of Fire fan, and I have way too many dragon figurines on my shelf. Wings and flight have always been fascinating to me; I wanted to do a project on dragon wingspans in fifth grade, but unfortunately, my teacher didn't let me. I don't feel my wings as much as I do the cat or red panda tails, but I know that they're feathery. Also, birds were a huge hyperfixation of mine. Plus, i have a hoard of plushies, figures, (150) rubber ducks, and so many shiny things. I'll have to post some pictures of it one day! I'm really proud of it, especially my nest of plushies. Though, I hate other people touching it without permission. My hoard, not yours.

For the red panda 'type, I think I first labeled it as a hearttype until I realized how much euphoria I got from wearing my paper red panda mask. It's like the others, which is more of a theriotype/kintype, and it took me a while to realize that! I remember when I first saw a red panda at a zoo. It was so amazing, and I just wanted to join them! I feel like that should have been a sign, but I didn't know what alterhumanity was at the time. I love making the high-pitched red panda yips (the ones that humans can hear—my vocals aren't that good) and chewing on pencils as if they're bamboo. Greens and browns are my favorite colors to wear and I absolutely love fruits!!! I feel my ears and tails most of all of the other 'types, I think red panda is my strongest 'type!

And last but not least, the wolf 'type. This is my weakest 'type, but it's still a part of me! I have a feeling it'll be the first of my four to change (if it ever changes). I don't remember how I discovered it, I think it was through a mental shift? I also feel more wolf-y when I feel like I'm in danger or if I need to protect someone/something. The thought of dens and snow are really nice for me, but I'm not too much of a meat eater. However, during my wolf shifts, I do feel cravings for steak and venison, I also feel more masculine?

I like different pronouns and names during my shifts for each 'type.

Black cat: Luci, they/it/purr/paw/meow

Dragon: Talon, they/it

Red panda: Red, it/her/vix

Wolf: [no other name], he/him

I think that's all for me to say! Thank you so much for the ask, anon, and have a good day as well! ദ്ദി（• ˕ •マ.ᐟ

[veryace-ficrecs]

Duke Thomas Fic Recs

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

Stuck-On Sunshine by zodarii_dae - Rated G

The Signal tends to interact with kids a bit more than his nocturnal coworkers. Even in Gotham, there are more kids out at two pm than two am. Those kids want to show their appreciation for the hero keeping them safe. What better way to show that than with stickers?

A Special Expection? No, A Son by Raccoonwriter - Rated T

Duke was excited to meet the Justice League until they start to ask and talk about things Duke didn't want to here.

breathing down your neck by Batbirdies - Rated G

Duke gets sick on Friday. Joker breaks out of Arkham on Saturday. It’s radio silence, until it’s not. — When Duke is benched with the flu the Joker attacks a small Gotham neighborhood with Joker venom. Duke knows he’s not well enough to help, but with stinging memories of his parents still trapped in their own heads—he has to do something. Bruce has a few things to say about that.

Frightening, But Not Afraid by snackbaskets - Rated G

When the family is hit by a new strain of fear toxin, safety is in numbers. Unfortunately, three members of the flock are still out there, afraid and alone. Bruce may not be the best at comforting his children, but apparently, he can let his wings do the talking. ((aka, the classic fear toxin hurt/comfort but with a splash of the classic wings-make-u-feel-safe hurt/comfort))

birds and brothers and other assorted synonyms by hoebiwan - Rated T

Duke isn’t an idiot. He knows it’s a bad idea to go into the underground tunnels of Gotham where people disappear for years on end and occasionally (if they’re lucky) stumble out coated in cobwebs and madness and blood. So he takes a flashlight and a water bottle and a bag of trail mix and lots and lots of beef jerky whenever he goes. If he ends up trapped down there, wandering in hopeless circles (which Duke thinks is important to note having never happened), at least he’ll have food. Also, the weird little kid dressed up like a miniature Talon likes the M&M’s in Duke’s trail mix.

the scientific method by orphan_account - Rated G

5 stupid ways Duke's siblings discovered how his powers worked, and 1 time he figured it out for himself.

"You have no idea," Dick said. "I had to live through all of their teenage years. They were each independently obsessed with Mythbusters at separate points in their life. I'm pretty sure Cass and Tim have wanted a meta to experiment on since they were 14, but Bruce always said no."

Duke Thomas Hates Bullies by Gemini_00 - Not Rated

Everyone loves that Duke Thomas isn't like all those other crazy Waynes. Everyone loves that the Signal isn't trying to get himself killed. Duke may not see Bruce as his dad, but he is definitely part of the bat family. and nobody is going to bully his family. Or, Duke Thomas Kicks Ass.

Keep Your Head, Your Backbone, and Your Heart by MrMich - Rated T

The last thing that Duke expected on what was supposed to be just a regular patrol was being suddenly thrown five years into the past, coming face to face with a darker, more violent Batman than the one he knew, a broken family, and a Tim who was a foot shorter than Duke, and not even Robin yet.

A silent shadow flitted past him, just barely visible on the cave walls. He went rigid, tracking the shadow in the corner of his vision. And then he dropped to the floor, just in time, as a familiar black gloved fist passed overhead. He just barely missed being hit by the punishing blow that would have landed right on his temple for a sure concussion if he hadn’t dodged. “Batman?” Duke yelled. He somersaulted forward, just barely avoiding another strike. “B, what are you doing?!” “Who are you,” came the growled response. A shiver crawled down Duke’s spine at the grim hostility in Batman’s voice that promised violence, and something tightened in the back of his throat.

WHEN EARTH FINDS STARS. by orpheusaki - Rated G

"Let it be known that I completely detest the implications of what this situation is mirroring," Red Hood grumbles to himself and it's the longest string of words Duke has heard from any so-called Gotham vigilante, let alone the one who's known for shooting more than he is talking. "The fuck?" Duke mutters, because if he's already going to die, he might as well try and make sense of it. "I'm not going to care about whatever sob story you have," is what Red Hood replies with instead of explaining, "Where are your parents?" "Gone," is all Duke says, because it's really none of this guy's business. It's also the truth. Somehow, Red Hood sounds even more anguished about this information than Duke is, "Ah shit." (Duke steals the tires off Red Hood's bike and somehow gains a family.)

Leadership by PepperSoniRoni - Rated G

Nightwing offers Signal a chance to lead a small group for a mission. Duke is wary, but accepts the challenge. He proves to be a rather great leader.

Takes place after Season Two of Young Justice, and ignores Season Three (I still haven’t seen it, unfortunately).

You Would Not Believe Your Eyes by Tiptapricot - Rated G

No metas are allowed in Gotham, so what does that mean for Duke?

Dayshift Shadow Work by IzzyMRDB - Rated G

So, when he realised one day once he looked down that he was missing his shadow, the first thing he checked was to make sure he wasn’t also glowing. Can’t have a shadow if you’re the light source after all. Nope, not glowing. Weird. AKA Duke's shadow works like Peter Pan's and immediately chooses violence

Runs in the Family by motleyfam - Rated G

Duke has a migraine and just wants a bit of peace. Tim understands this better than most.

The League of Assassins: An Indepth Exploration of the World's Most Prolific Group of Assassins by Hint_of_Elation - Rated T

Duke Thomas presents a documentary about the League of Assassins. Warning: Bruce Wayne did not approve this film.

Tequila by Sohotthateveryonedied - Rated T

Bruce steps into Duke’s path, blocking him from venturing further into the house. It takes a moment for Duke to register the new obstacle before him. His mouth drags into a lopsided grin. “Bruce! Wha’s—wassup? How’s your night goin’?” “You’re drunk," Bruce accuses. “Me? No way. No way. I would never do that.” Duke hiccups. “Totally sober.”

Who, Me? by Listentothelittlebird - Rated T

People thought Duke was the responsible one. People often forgot Duke ran with a gang. A gang named after Robin, sure, but a gang nonetheless.

bathtub cookie crumbs by ghostellie - Rated G

Duke finds him in a bathtub on the third floor. It’s an old fashioned thing, a clawfoot porcelain tub settled in an otherwise empty room in a far, abandoned corner of the manor, dusty despite Alfred’s best efforts. Tim’s seated at an awkward angle, sideways in the tub with his head rested on one edge and his knees slung over the other, fully clothed and half covered in dust. A pink box of sugar cookies, no doubt stolen from Jason’s stash, rests on his chest. He meets Duke’s eyes as he enters, shoveling a bat-shaped cookie in his mouth.

Duke Thomas VS The "Good Child" Stereotype by PepperSoniRoni - Rated T

5 Times Duke Tried To Prove To Bruce He Wasn't The Responsible One, and 1 Time His Siblings Knew Better (& used it to their advantage) Because Duke is relatively new, he hasn't opened up completely to the family. He tries to follow Bruce and Alfred's rules, but he doesn't always succeed (nor try to). It's during these times Bruce still manages to pin the blame on someone else. His siblings, of course, see this. And whatever are they supposed to think? Well, Duke's clearly doing it on purpose! (This is really just me being salty about fanon characterization, and an attempt to cram as much Crazy-Totally-Not-Sane-Duke as I can into a single fic)

that which you cannot bear by britishparty - Rated T

There is no backup for the Signal. Duke reminds himself of this regularly, like a prayer through gritted teeth: there's no one to catch him if he slips, to replace him if he stops. So the Signal can't give up. Just can't, like an immutable law, an undeniable truth. He has to win every fight. There isn't any other option. Duke Thomas makes himself invincible. Untouchable. Then he loses.

[staticymaticyyourlifeisatravesty]

False Gods

(Lilith feels anger at the way her brother is treated)

Tags: Angst, blood, implied torture, Lilith's general lack of anger of management

For: @jaghatai-khock

She was done with this. She was done. She despised seeing her brother badly doing the exact same dance their father did. Except where Sanguinius was careful and knew exactly what words to use and where to put them, Zadkiel was clumsy and was like a puppet upon strings. He carried none of what Sanguinius was, and if any thought he did they had either forgotten how Sanguinius truly was, or they’d become blinded by the words of the Ecclesiarchy. They could fuck off for all she cared because this wasn’t her brother. He’d been stripped and made into something he wasn’t. And what he was, wasn’t even close to the thing he was trying to emulate. 

She also knew what had happened. Lilith was very familiar with Night Lord tactics, having once been in love with one. Of course, that had been before the Heresy. Before everything went to shit. She knew that these days they were far worse and that her Uncle Konrad was screaming in the warp with whatever sanity he still had. Still, she knew. She knew Zad was broken. It was why she was patient. Why she was careful and kept an eye on his movements; avoided talking about her hunts. She wonders if death would’ve been kinder. Death, at least, was honest. She knew Roboute was simply trying to protect, but making Zadkiel like Sanguinius? It set her teeth on edge, and she could feel herself having to prevent herself from punching through a wall. Why? Why did they have to do this!? A noise that was a bit like an emu escaped her throat. She needed to calm down. Otherwise she was going to give her uncle more scars than he already had. She doesn’t notice as she bumps into Zadkiel and she nearly stumbles before apologizing. 

“I’m sorry, brother, I was going to speak with our uncle” Lilith says her voice steady, well as steady as she could make it with all the rage boiled within her. 

Zadkiel in return, smiled in that awful awful way that looked so forced, like he was baring his teeth rather than truly smiling, “It is no issue, sister, I was coming back from speaking with our uncle. You can always tell me your troubles” He says to her in that airy way that not even Sanguinius spoke in at least not Lilith’s recollection. 

“No, I am fine” She responds firmly, yes it was a lie. But a lie was necessary here because she refused to speak to this… puppet that called himself her brother. At least not to this act anyhow. 

“Are you certain? You seem very stressed, here let me-”

“Don’t touch me!” Lilith hisses moving away from him as he tries to reach out and touch her shoulder. She ran a hand through golden locks, her talons catching on the few knots that lurked within her waves. “I don’t wish to be touched, and this… this isn’t you. This isn’t even Father. I hate what they’ve done to you. Forcing you into this role, that’s just an idealized form of him. You’re not him. You’re not” 

There’s a wet warmth on her cheeks, and she rubs it away to find the red of her tears. It just makes her feel even more frustrated and then she finds herself wrapped in a pair of large arms, and larger wings. He’s not speaking now. But she can see the sheen of tears and knows he’s trying not to cry. At first she wants to shove him off, but one good look at his face and she knows… that this is him. Or whatever that’s left of her baby brother, and in that…she takes solace and hugs him back, letting her bloody tears fall.

[yaeklore]

"Hm? Oh! It's recording, okay– *Ahem ahem* Pleasure to talk to you all, gothamites! I am Nevowl, the new vigilante around Gotham! If you ever see something flying right past you it may probably be me, if not well then it's probably The Blue Boy Scout! Enough rolling around and 'blah's-blah's'.. My pronouns are well, any really, even neopronouns are accepted! I am.. actually i won't reveal my age but i am pretty young! Not near older than 18 but not younger than 15! I am bored most of the time so feel free to talk to me all you want!"

!¡OOC!¡

Hello-Hello there! This is a DC OC RP account, i am down for roleplaying anything, expect certain themes, it's not that i have triggers is just the preference of not roleplaying certain kinds of RP(rp's with explicit 🍇/SA scenes for example).

If you want to RP with me, you can directly tag me in the post, DM me or send a ask! Although the DM one you can just do it in the cases of very very very specific plot or arc. Of course there's no problem with you messaging me on private if you want to establish or specificy something for the RP, or if you want to set your boundaries on what you wish to avoid or to have in the RP.

!¡My rules for this blog!¡

Please do not, and i mean it, do not ship my OC with anyone that is way over the age of 15 or under the age of 15, the max i can accept is 16 and that's it. I don't really like stories with 15x17, so i prefer 15x15 or 15x16.

Post are going to sometimes be PG-13 so if you are under 13 do not interact with such posts, if you interact with posts that are not set for you age i will give you a warning, if it continues then i'm sorry but you are getting blocked :(

OC's interactions for my OC is completely fine! In fact i would enjoy some interactions, the same goes for DC characters, feel free to interact :)

+18 interactions or things like that for this character, are not going to be accepted by me for the very reason that my OC is a minor and i do not want those interactions with my character. PG-13 interactions are fine, just don't go too overboard with it.

!¡General info and appearance!¡

Name: Yaeklore Sofia Lima

Vigilante name: Nevowl

Birthday: 13/02

Age: 15 years old

Height: 5'0'' (short aah)

Gender: Female

Xenogender: Nocstuffic, Jelliestarlic and Nuclearacidic.

Pronouns: She/Her

Neopronouns: Nocstuffic; Noct/Nocturnal/Nocs - Stuffie/Stuf/Stufself

Jelliestarlic; Star/Stars/Starself - Jellie/Jelly/Jellyfish/Jelself

Nuclearacidic; Acid/Acidic - Nuke/Nuclear - Toxic/Toxin/Toxicself

Sexuality: Bi Aroace

More info;

Metahuman: Snow Owl. She has the same abilities and instincts that a snow owl would have, she will get sleepy during the day sometimes and way too active during the night, she also has night vision and acute hearing.. so sneaking up on her on dar clothes won't work since she will still be able to see you and if you make one little sound.. she will hear you. She is also able to shift between forms, one where she has only her wings and talons showing, another where she looks more animalistic and feral, and the last being of a young owl.

Parents: Unknown. She hasn't heard about them in awhile now.

Any disability?: During the day, while she can see normally, sometimes things will get messy so she uses glasses with a sunscreen protection on them.

She has ADHD and Autism! :)

Since the picrew didn't help on her appearance this is how she looks like in her other form;

(ART IS NOT MINE!!)

In her second form she will look exactly like that, but with Snow Owl characteristics

(snow owls look like this)

[r005ter]

Ok, so I was looking through a COD Monster AU and she had interesting and creative interpretations regarding to what the characters would be like as this specific monster/hybrid or otherwise.

These characters include:

-Price

-Soap

-Ghost

-Gaz

-Alejandro

-Rodolfo

-Valeria

-Graves

-König

-Horangi

-Laswell (makes a brief appearance but she seemed to stay human)

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So focusing on the 141 members it’s clear she did the ‘19 versions, so no Roach. :’(

(Which is FINE btw, totally understand why she didn’t include Roach, people can include whoever they want in their AU, I’m not hating).

BUT, this fandom seems loose with cannon anyway, so I thought I’d go brainstorming what Roach would be like as a monster/hybrid.

These are my head-cannons:

For the most part it seems like the monster designs retain aspects related to their monster side (claws, wings, talons, scales, fur, shadows, fangs, etc). So going off of that, I’d incorporate that into Roaches design.

First and foremost, Roach has to have his signature antennas. >:DAnd just for fun maybe include insect inspired eyes, and maybe insect wings? Pincers (maybe)? I’ll leave that up for interpretation.

He has an ability to communicate telepathically to roaches. This could be great for spying (Roach has all the tea) and for intimidating the enemy. What’s more terrifying than being bombarded by a huge swarm of roaches? :D

Thought it’d be fun if Roach had a smaller build to him? Like, I’ve seen some fan art where people depict him being a menace by hiding in small crevices and/or cupboards, or somehow ended up hanging in the corner of a ceiling somewhere. I thought that’d be perfect! (I’ll leave that up for interpretation).

Or, OR, let’s go completely off the rails. Since his original design has him mostly covered up, he's just completely made up of roaches that are embodying military suite (Armor? Clothing? Don't know my military term that well).

And like, when first meeting him you're under the impression that he's a human or something but then later on you just see his body burst into an army of roaches, like a hive mind situation. 👀

And like, I’ll leave it up for interpretation if he can still talk or not, since he’s essentially just made up of a swarm of (intelligent) roaches.

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The original maker of this AU is @bluegiragi. Just a heads up, she’s mostly known for making (+18) content. I was intrigued by her character designs and stayed for the lore. 😗

While I’m not too crazy about the erotic side of her work, she is writing an interesting story and am curious where she’ll take it. 👀

(Plus I’m a sucker for a good ghoap story). 😔👉👈

[geometricgiovanni]

oh, well to simplify it, there's like four body classes of Draco's

Dragons, wyverns, drakes and wyrms.

Dragons are the most prevalent and well-known members, with them described as having six limbs. Their front two legs, their back two and their set of wings, and often described as having talons, armor plating, razor sharp teeth and other reptile features. Though not all dragons have six limbs, as eastern dragons fly with the support of magic making them due to have four limbs only.

Wyverns, on the other hand, are much alike to dragons but with the lack of frontal legs and which use their wings as support for most activities, if it be standing, running, flying, all the sorts of movements.

Now now, Next up are what you questioned- Drakes. Drakes are described as lacking wings and flight but still counting as dragons, due to many features of the alike said above. Armor plating, Scales, teeth and much more. They either move like canids or move bipedally. More than often, they pack up like canid's Aswell for better chances with prey items as Drakes are more than often roughly the size of an adult timber wolf.

One last class is Wyrms.

Wyrms are as you can assume-Wormlike or snakelike Draco's that have only two limbs: Their pair of wings for nearly everything. Mostly their tail drags behind them because of the lack of back leg support. Though one may not be fooled, because Wyrms are intellectual and strong Draco's, making them difficult opponents.

Hopefully you listened in about my little informative talk of Draco's, was just wondering in case you were actually a Drake instead of a typical Dragon, sorry if i yapped too much but here you go, now you can tell the difference inbetween Dragons, Wyverns, Drakes and Wyrms. :D

OH, WELL THAT'S SUPER INTERESTING, ACTUALLY ! IF I'M TOTALLY HONEST, I'M NOT SURE EXACTLY WHAT I AM PART OF, SO I'VE ALWAYS JUST ASSUMED IT'S JUST A DRAGON. A DRAKE WOULD MAKE SENSE, HOWEVER, AS IT ISN'T EXACTLY THE DRAGON PART OF MY THAT ALLOWS ME TO GLIDE WITHOUT A CARE !

[ethannaka-muah]

titan army characters x madds buckley songs

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context: i've been listening to a lot of madds buckley because it's finals season. this just kinda spawned out of me after all of that.

luke castellan x driver's seat:

"that turn signal's ticking/ticking,ticking/ticking 'til (i will be who he is)"

"i am his rage/inherit the engine and leak, no mistake/i am the warning/the blaring that won't let you sleep in peace"

"he's in the driver's seat (i won't be who he is)/he's in the driver's seat (i will be who he is)/i'm in the driver's seat (the apple's falling from the tree)"

ethan nakamura x hawk in the night:

"sharpen your talons and fight/claw at the world as it claws out your eyes/we raised you right"

"...i'm glad you don't smile anymore/it means you're strong/the weak never have their wings unfurl/you know your place/at least you're not fighting for scraps"

"you talk about a friend of feather's sharpened end/and plumes stuck in their side"

alabaster c torrington x little big boy (credit to @mrsoftthoughts and this post for inspiring this section & whole post really):

"raised on pillars and shining lights/breathing smoke for the right to keep his place"

"does little big boy know how to swim?/in a pond filled with fish bigger than him/oh little big boy's gonna see how little/he really is"

"well the water's lapping at your heels, boy/do you really feel like/the world's gonna end if you're not at the top"

silena beauregard x wine and wheat:

"penitence on my knees, oh deliver me/what am i to believe when the wine and the wheat/stain me this sinner’s red i bleed"

"all i know/is paper-thin scripture/holding the weight of my soul/the pages are worn and the lesson is torn"

"all i know/you love me so/but that still leaves/something sick in me"

chris rodriguez x reach:

"call it arrogance or senseless stress/but my best was always worth less/it's obvious in how far we've climbed"

"i wish i didn't care/'cause i just can't compare/and oh how the bitterness stings/what am i doing wrong?"

"and i'm left behind/you breeze on by/and i'm left behind"

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!bonus!

ethanbaster x at my back:

"oh, don't make up for what i lack/i don't need a missing piece/just someone at my back"

"just be my friend/and when the night is cold, get close/and on a good day, love me most/but call your mother every other sunday, babe"

"the only matching thing i need is maybe matching little rings/but that can wait for when we're eighty and out of options"

[pointycorgiears]

Talon walked up to the couch, staring at Mihawk lying on one end of it. "Captain Buggy, how long is he going to be like this?"

"Just a few days, kid," Buggy replied from nearby. "Having a tooth pulled is not a fun thing for anybody, even your dad."

Mihawk rolled on his side, pressing the ice pack tied around his cheek with his hand. "Hnnnnnghhhhh....."

Talon waited until Mihawk's eyes creaked open before talking to him. "Hi Dad, I brought you some pudding. You should eat it later, if you can."

Mihawk blinked. Then gave Talon a sloppy grin. "Aw...thannnk you, Birdpaw..."

Talon was confused. "What?"

"Heeeh...yuur cute. You look like me..."

There was a sudden alarm on Talon's face, "Captain! He forgot who I am!"

"That's just the medicine talking, kid," Buggy said, coming over to place his hand on Talon's shoulder. "It's made him higher than a kite. Don't worry, it will wear off later and he'll be back to normal."

Buggy's presence caught Mihawk's attention. "Hey, Mime...Guy. You're dumb."

Crocodile, who was sitting on the other end of the couch, snorted. "That's an understatement."

Mihawk then pointed at Crocodile, his arm lazily flailing in the air. "You're stupid."

"Watch it now," Crocodile growled.

Talon frowned.

****

Mihawk made it to his bed with the assistance of both Buggy and Talon. Buggy insisted Mihawk would be fine on his own and just needed to sleep, but Talon didn't feel...right leaving him there by himself all night.

So Talon crawled into bed next to Mihawk, cuddling up to his side and wrapping one wing over Mihawk's chest. "I hope you feel better tomorrow, Dad. Goodnight."

Mihawk remained still, and Talon believed him to be fully asleep, until an arm curled around Talon's shoulder above his flame.

"Thanksss...my little...Pawprint."

Talon smiled.

[koalapastries-writes]

Hybrid!au

Alex A = tiger

He'd so be a tiger, just a big kitty. Baby photos of him are already cute, i introduce to you baby tiger cub alex. That's my argument. (question: how do hybrids work here, do they have ears/tails or do that have an animal form and a human form?) imagine alex having tiger ears. His blonde era?! He has dark hair now, so the orange would pop, i have so many thoughts about this.

🦈 (this is so fun, but MERRY CHRISTMAS, stay cool this week, it's so hot down here, i hope you have it better wherever you are)

merry christmas sharkie!! it's pretty hot where i am but i'm lucky enough to have air-con. remember to drink lots of water and have like twelve truckloads of fun <3

guys i have been swayed towards tiger!alex. i think especially because drivers tend to be shorter the idea of a big cat!hybrid is a little unorthodox.

i think it'd contribute to alex always feeling a little bit like an outsider in f1? like he's talked about how even though he grew up in the uk he isn't considered (partly because he races under the thai flag, yes, but still), i think being a big cat hybrid wouldn't help. especially because tigers are very much linked to asia.

but he really is just a big kitten. that's part of why he gets along with domestic cat hybrid!drivers—alex is so totally happy to just run around and chase a ball of string or a laser pointer with them. tiger cub!alex photos would be so adorable.

i think i'd probably go with there being two types of hybrids (at least for this au): full and partial. all hybrids have features of their animal side, even in human form. like ears, tails, claws/talons, wings—snake hybrids might even have forked tongues. for partial hybrids, they have these external features and associated sensory things of their animal side (poor eyesight, heightened smell, etc). full hybrids have all of that and then are also able to fully shift into their animal form. we can discuss more about which drivers fall into what category, too!

you're so right about blond tiger!alex. even with the exorbitant amount of bleach he put on his hair, the orange stripes are still visible. and his natural hair makes them pop even more!! dating tiger!alex would just be a lot of kitten games, chin scritches, and telling him how pretty his stripes are.

in the course of writing this i have absolutely fallen in love with tiger!alex. send help. or asks. both work.

[scarlet97531]

⭕️❗️CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT HOW A BOOK SERIES FOR NINE YEAR OLDS LITERALLY STARTS WITH GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND DOES NOT GET BETTER??????

((General warning for graphic depictions of violence, lots of caps lock, and some swearing sprinkled in for fun for the rest of this post, also I don’t hate WoF, I love WoF, but I also think it’s batshit insane and needs to be addressed (in a pretty unserious way)))

The fucking prologue.

HELLO??? AM I CRAZY FOR THINKING THIS IS A BIT MUCH FOR THE PROLOGUE OF A CHILDREN’S BOOK???

This shot was the gateway drug for us istg. This fucking book series got is so hooked on fictional violence man 😭

We were drawing detailed dragon gore as fanart, looking at detailed gore that other people had drawn as fanart?

Seriously am I crazy????? This is the second main character killing her father to prove a point?????????

This is what we get for an explanation for where the first main character came from? His backstory is literally that his mom sold him for some cows??????????????????? WTF

Also just mudwing society in general is. It seems. Pretty weird. Like really weird.

“As the [human] shrieked again, she bent down and bit off its head.

“Blech,” she said, spitting it out again immediately. The head bounced across the grass as the body slowly toppled over, blood pouring out of it’s neck.”

UM?? OKAY!!

“She scored her talons along his wing, ripping open the scars”

“She shook Dune lightly, as if she were shaking the fluff off a dead pigeon. He clawed at her talons, his eyes bulging. “I mean, what use is a crippled dragon who cannot fly? I’m surprised you haven’t killed yourself already, SandWing. But I can take care of that for you.”

DAMN????

“No!” Sunny screamed, leaping at them.

But it was too late. With a chilling crack, Queen Scarlet snapped Dune’s neck and dropped his body on the stone floor.

“Dune!” Sunny howled. She squirmed past Scarlet and crouched beside him, shaking him with her front talons. His mangled wing flopped, his scales scraped against the rocks. His black eyes were empty. “Dune, wake up!””

HOLY SHIT???? WHY WAS THIS NECESSARY FOR A CHILDRENS BOOK

WHAT THE FUCK

AND THIS IS JUST SOME OF THE FIRST BOOK, DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON LEGENDS OF DARKSTALKER MAN THAT SHIT WAS CRAZY

THIS IS BEING SOLD FOR NINE YEAR OLDS

THIS COULD VERY WELL BE A CHILD’S FIRST INTRODUCTION TO DEATH

WHAT WAS TUI THINKING???????????

LIKE ACTUALLY WHAT????

Honestly it is so unsurprising we turned out the way we did when this is what we were reading as a kid 😭

Literally our primary caretaker is named after Scarlet. The same scarlet in those quotes earlier. Like this shit is so in our brain and has been since we were twelve.

This shit. Is. Crazy.

And then every time I try to point out flaws In the writing or the plot ppl tell me “oh it’s not that deep it’s just a children’s book it’s not a big deal” LIKE. FUCKING. HELL IT IS.

ABSOLUTELY NOT. NO FUCKING WAY.

I am completely convinced that if we had never read these books our gorey pseudo memories would not be HALF as detailed and disturbingly accurate as they are now. Like seriously we did so well in anatomy classes because of this. Maybe that’s mostly the autism but i we never would have been so interested in anatomy if we weren’t trying to figure out how to draw anatomically accurate dragon disembowelment because of these damn books 😭

Anyways all this said I still fucking love wings of fire and I’m thinking of bringing back that thing where I draw cute cartoony dragons dying horribly :3

If anyone has horror stories about growing up reading wings of fire I want to hear them

WAIT ONE LAST THING- I forgot to mention the icewing massacre, attempted genocide, and general dragon racism….. hmmmm a topic for another time perhaps