#circus kids my beloveds

[dent-de-leon]

Okay but I love that Molly’s royalty disguise includes a big fluffy fur cape, it kinda reminds me of Yasha’s—

They are both,, so cute and fluffy—

[hhbluedynamite]

Doing some drawings for Showstoppers and I’m in the process of drawing Kinger’s anatomy and…I just-I just want to share what I drew

Dafuq is this? What did I just draw? 😆

[anotherlittlemuppet]

Forgot to post him

kids kept drawing on him but he deserves it

[nyxofdemons]

honestly my new niche fixation in this fandom is tilla. i want to know SO BADLY about blitz's relationship with his mom i just KNOW he was the ultimate momma's boy. im banging pots and pans together man circus aftermath episode WHEN

[nobody-nexus]

Managed to doodle a Widget upgrade! The way he was made it still the same in that Jax was making a joke and Caine took it too far and now Zooble and Jax have a kid

[shinydreamtacoprune-blog]

uh-

[asktadckrew]

POMNI, I HAVE SNORTED A SUITCASE FULL OF COKE. AND IM STARTING TO FEEL THE EFFECTS. HEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHHHEHEHEHHEH.

*Throws Kinger across the room*

Pomni: WHAT THE FUCKK OML

*Gangle runs to save Kinger*

Gangle: ARE YOU OKAY, KINGER!???

[bigskydreaming]

Just got a rundown of the Batcat War issue or opening salvo or whatever and I fucking object to this Dick Grayson characterization so fucking much who do I have to pay to break the fourth wall in the opposite direction and kidnap him to rescue him from this terrible storyline oh god Taylor's gonna write tie-in issues to this mess, isn't he. ISN'T HE.

[th3-l0c0l-l0v3r]

The Afton children's deaths

[phoenixwatchesmovies]

Now that I'm properly into it, I don't think I ever watched Sailor Moon Super S before...

[whomst-the-hell]

no magic httyd au where berk is a small town in 1910s europe preparing for the war effort but hiccup, son of the mayor, keeps ~mysteriously disappearing~ then coming back with new skills like increased flexibility and strength and endurance which put him at the top of his legion in training. astrid, previous top dog, takes issue with this. anyway long story short hiccup’s been training with a circus troop, and in the end the whole gang realises the futility of war, particularly the army, which had thus far been romanticised to them by government propaganda and run away with the dragon’s edge circus, who often take supplies to towns in need and help take refugees to safety and even launch guerilla attacks against occupying armies in the towns they visit. hiccup is a flying trapeze artist, astrid is a gymnast, snotlout is a strongman, the twins are a double clown act, fishlegs is a magician.

[dent-de-leon]

Do you think the first time Yasha left for a storm, Molly stayed up all night listening to the pouring rain and distant thunder, wondering if she'd ever return? Or did he always know she'd find her way back to them in time, that wherever Mollymauk went, she'd eventually come back for him--

[asktadckrew]

Wtf the last one reminds me of my baby, Zooble

l’oréal kids shampoo pngs

[forwards-beckon-rebound]

random dick grayson hcs bc i said so!!!

warning: usage of the metric system

got banned from club penguin for making his username dickg0320 and he had no idea why

bruce didn't have the heart to break it to him so he told him it's because you can't use your real name

so he changed it to therealrobin0320

and really they're just very lucky that nobody has ever thought that they could figure out robin and therefore batman's identity from club penguin

(and yes, he did cry when the game shut down)

has the lowest spice tolerance out of everybody in the batfam and he will be bullied for it

his biggest fear is one of those games where everybody eats a spoonful of sugar but one of them is salt or smth

but like the ones where it’s like pistachio cookies and one that’s full of wasabi or smth

jason, tim, and steph conspire to get dick to eat the cookie

terrible at mini golf

i will not be elaborating on that, but let’s just say he thought that would be a great first date idea…

has the most random t-shirts that he wears to sleep and around the house?

i don’t mean like weird weird but like random corporate freebies…

why does he have a boston marathon tshirt from 2008?

canada post merch (very niche but the shirt gets a little extra love during the strike)

he’s never even been there

he probably has a random bing mug somehow too because why not i guess

went to damian’s parent teacher interviews when bruce was too busy and let’s just say he was quite popular with the parents

he genuinely gets so invested, idk if it was just my school but sometimes the parents could volunteer to supervise during recess

dick likes to pop in and make sure damian has friends and check in on his beloved brother

but he’s also so good and sweet to the other kids there

he’s pretty used to cleaning up wounds after missions, and the kids always come to him

like a kid will scrape their knee playing soccer and he’s already there, helping them off the field while he disinfects the wound

he starts bringing those character bandaids (he somehow manages to find nightwing and batman bandaids) because he realizes it distracts the kids from their injury and makes the pain a bit more bearable

he’s already so good with his siblings, especially damian, i just know he’s so good with kids your honour

he is so incredibly confused by the slang though

kids will be like “are you skibidi toilet?” and his brain stops working because what the heck are they saying? what does that even mean? is that good or bad?

he will try to search up the terms and then he will use it in the most cursed way possible

“hey guys, stop being sigmas to each other, that’s not very rizzler of you.”

get this man off the internet and into a nursing home

i think his knowledge of pop culture ends with like 2016 millenial slang

of the recent stuff, i think he knows slay and that’s it

he gives me like tip of the iceberg disney adult…

in the most respectful way possible

like he doesn’t know every single disney world employee by name or like go disneybounding

but i feel like he watched all of the movies growing up and knows the songs by heart

like from when his parents were still alive

sometimes they get to town when a movie has just come out and they have some free time before their show

they go to a diner for breakfast, explore the new city, dick gets to choose what they do before they head back to the circus

one time he sees an ad for dumbo and they go in

and he was hooked (it hurts to even think about the movie now though, after everything that has happened. it’s the one movie he’ll never watch)

sorry that was kinda sad! anyways, i feel like he would like the coming of age leaving home stories, especially when he gets a bit older and can relate to them more

mulan, princess and the frog, tangled (one time he joked that bruce was acting like mother gothel and when bruce searched up who that was, he was…not happy to say the least)

he will ugly cry too but what’s annoying is his “ugly” is unfortunately still quite good looking

and he has indeed forced all of the batfam to watch the movies with him during family movie night

like if you think you’re going to get through a road trip without him blasting i’ll make a man out of you or i see the light, think again

a big fan of the disney renaissance classics

but like any pixar movie will also have him bawling

if he has a kid, he’s sitting them down and making them watch the whole catalogue

i feel like he wouldn’t love the new remakes and sequels as much, part of it is the lack of nostalgia for him, but he’ll still watch it opening night

drives like an old man

hunched over, both hands on the steering wheel, completely straight stare

and he refuses to go over the speed limit, even on the highway

but he’s a MENACE in the passenger seat

lovesss being on aux, i feel like he would love the pop girlies

like taylor swift, sabrina carpenter, he’s cried to casual (so real of him ngl)

but i feel like as an older sibling he can’t help but backseat or i guess passenger seat drive a little bit

“oh, watch out for that stop sign” “the one 5 km from here? how can you even see that?”

drives jason up the wall

A KPOP FAN

i feel like being a gymnast would make you at least a semi competent dancer

dude is vibing to kiss of life, twice, le sserafim and learning the choreo too

eldest son of billionaire bruce wayne spotted at local kpop random play dance

imagine him playing music while he’s getting ready for patrol

he’s singing to what is love while he’s making sure his escrima sticks are fully charged

like are we seeing the vision

[zilabee]

Tony Bramwell on Brian:

- Brian dropped in at the Cavern and, spoiled for choice, fell in love at first sight with each of the Beatles in turn

- Brian almost promised to love, honour and obey them.

- He never publicly showed his embarrassment with poor deals, but one could tell something wasn’t right because inside, he anguished. Chewed his knuckles and grew pale.

- He was a fiercely loyal and honourable friend to those he loved, and ruthless toward those he despised

- He was shy to the point of blushing and stammering, and theatrical to the point of ranting and frothing at the mouth

- His biggest problem, perhaps his only real problem, was that he was homosexual in a still very unenlightened era. It kept getting in the way. Whenever he sat down for a meeting with heavyweights like Sir Joseph Lockwood at EMI, or whoever, he felt they all knew. “They’re talking behind my back, Tony,” Brian said. “They don’t respect me.”

- Paul was fond of Brian and thought he was the best possible manager: one who was courteous, who didn’t interfere with their private lives, but achieved all he said he would do. He never criticized him—none of us did. Brian was a god.  (It was only later that the façade cracked a bit, but even then we loved him. He was like family, and you accept your family for what they are and forgive them most anything.)

- his wonderfully fertile mind continuously thinking up innovative ideas and then worrying about them

- Brian was so different when around his beloved protégés. He became one of them. He was a friend, a chum, charming, trustworthy and kind. He set out to do what he promised and they all said it would never have happened without him.

- Brian bought an off-the-shelf company named Suba Films, which I virtually ran. It was way ahead of its time, the only independent company in England making music videos

- Whenever things got raunchy and out of hand around us, he would make his excuses and leave. At times, he almost ran.

- [on writing his biography]: “You don’t think John will think I’m raining on his parade, do you?” he asked hesitantly.

- I believe that Brian’s paranoia over the Beatles’ contract and his heavy use of drugs led him to think that it was only a matter of time before everything came tumbling down and he would be left standing in the ruins, with people pointing their fingers like kids in a playground.

- He was seriously ill and desperately sought to escape from the circus of his own creation.

- He was tormented by the idea of letting down his beloved Cilla and the Beatles, particularly John.

- He underwent deep sleep therapies at the Priory, being put under for days at a time with heavy drugs.

- Whether he managed the Beatles or not, he would still get 25 percent of their earnings from record sales for nine years. This subtlety had somehow escaped the Beatles, but it bothered Brian. It gnawed at his conscience because in his heart he knew he had conned them.

- [He] was abnormally distressed, convincing himself that they weren’t going to sign up again because they loathed him. Going through months of paranoia, he looked for reasons and forlornly asked the question, “Don’t they like me anymore?”

- It was so silly because it wasn’t like that at all. At different times, all of them commented to me that they would never have signed another contract as “Beatles” but they would have signed individually with Brian.

- “No, I think John hates me now. I don’t know what I’ll do if they don’t sign. What will people think? I can see the headlines now: EPSTEIN DUMPED BY BEATLES.”

- He was now seriously unhappy, not just troubled. His personality had radically changed.

- Brian had resident nurses, doctors who stayed, psychiatrists who lived in, all crowded into that little doll’s house, getting on each other’s nerves. At times he’d make an effort. He would sweet-talk everyone and then escape when they weren’t looking.

- [after Brian's death] Joanne was in shock. She had seen him first. The doors had been broken down and there he was, curled up on his side in bed with Saturday’s mail lying next to him. “We all knew at once that he was dead, but I heard myself say, ‘It’s all right, he’s just asleep. He’s fine,’ ” she said.

- It was unbelievable that the man who had got all this going—the vast money-making machine and the culture shock that had changed the world—was gone.

- The Summer of Love was over and autumn coming.

- I have been asked many times why it was that the Beatles didn’t just hire an office manager to handle their business affairs and pay him or her a salary. It would have made sense. But it never occurred to them. They just went blindly on, trying to find someone to replace Brian, like it was some kind of law. They seemed to think that they had to have a manager, to whom they had to give 25 percent of their gross income, or they’d be arrested or drummed out of the Brownies.

[curseofbreadbear]

[Her gratitude was more than enough; having it topped with a "great job, superstar" ( wasn't that meant to be his line? ) was jarring, but appreciated nonetheless. It felt odd to be on the receiving end of his own praises. It also made him feel...outside of himself? Despite being programmed to refer to every guest as his superstar, to be a loving and considerate personality, he felt that he had not met that expectation. Once again, he did not feel like Freddy.]

[Still...he couldn't let his disappointment in himself affect him right now. This girl still needed help, and he was going to do his best to support her while he still could. He doubted that he was going to be accompanying her on her search for Gregory, although he wished he could -- he didn't trust the boy's story. It didn't add up, but he got the feeling that she wouldn't be able to see that for herself. Perhaps he would bring up his suspicions before she left.]

[After Freddy inquired about whether she needed his assistance to get down, she paused for a moment. Maybe she was double-checking to see if she'd be able to make the jump down; from Freddy's personal assessment, it seemed that there was a low risk of minor injury. She might sprain an ankle if she landed incorrectly; there was a decent gap between the edge of the platform and where he was standing now. If she didn't draw that conclusion herself, he might warn her.]

[Thankfully, she decided on asking for his help after all; Freddy obliged, picking her up and gently bringing her down to the ground. Once she was settled, he let go. Simple as that.]

T̶̡̞̠̽͑H̴̡̢̄̑̕E̴͕̭̽R̷̀͠ͅE̵̻͕̦̊͑̎ ̶̯̞́͊̆Ẏ̶̢͘͝Ō̴̡̋͜U̵̠̥̳̎ ̵͓́̒͠G̷̘͕̎Ö̶̠̜.̸̱̇̀́ (THERE YOU GO.)

[Now that she was here, she probably wouldn't waste any time going off to find Gregory -- in other words, this was his chance to voice his concerns. He could only hope that his voice wouldn't give out.]

B̸̩̽E̸͈̽Ḟ̵̜O̴̬̕R̵̻̾Ḛ̶̈ ̸͉̽Y̸̦͝Ó̷̠Ǘ̸̡ ̴̱̽G̵̻̓Ȯ̸͎,̸͇͐ ̴͇̎I̴͙͝ ̷͎͌W̴̤̎Ȯ̴̡U̶͙͋Ḽ̸͝Ḍ̵̊ ̷͕͂L̴͙͒I̷̻̊K̸̔͜Ẽ̵̞ ̴̝̂T̴̲̃O̸̩͂ ̸̥̆W̵̛͖Ḁ̷̍R̶̝͊Ṉ̷͊ ̶͖̂Y̷͇͝Ǫ̶̾Ǘ̶͚ ̵̧́O̷̤͆F̴̭͘ ̷͕͘S̶̼͠O̸̭̅M̵̗͗E̶̠͑Ṫ̶̯H̵̯̔I̵̟͐Ṅ̶̺G̴̙͐.̶͠ͅ ̴̛̜Ị̸̒ ̵̯̕Ḍ̴̚Ȍ̶̤ ̶̼͝N̶̆͜Ǫ̵͑T̵̠̈ ̷̞̅T̷͕̔H̵͓͒I̷̙̽N̷̘̕Ḳ̸͗ ̴̺̆G̶̲͌R̸̫̍É̸̝G̶͓͠O̴͍͛R̷̳̈́Ÿ̵̖́ I̵̡̱̯͓̗̯͎͙̒S̷̨̞̞͚̺̪̹̺̐ ̸̱̖̄͐̿̏̆̃̓͝Ţ̸̜̦̥̫̳͙̹͛̉̃̓̕͜ͅE̶̺̣̗͕̰̖͎̠͈̻̋̄͒̌̑́͘L̶͙̱̺̥͎̼̖͙̺̜̒̀́͒̇͆L̸̹̦̩͙̼̯̠͇̜̖͊͌̊I̴̘̖͈̐͗̎́͒ͅṆ̷̛͇̋̿̈́̓̃̓̕G̸̦͙̠̩̯̪̱̾̒̓͜ ̴̢̛̛̞̺͊͂̆͛̌̓Y̸̡̟̝͈͙͚̾̾̾̈́͠Ǫ̶̨̺̘͍͙͉̮̬́U̶̺̱̣͔͖̪̣͉̯͐͛̀̅̍͘ ̸̨̠͔͚̯͍̌́͛͌̀́͊̾̅͝T̴͈̺̠̆̋̏͌̅̽Ȟ̴͇̈́̌̑̾͂̌͘͝Ȩ̵̧̬͎̗͛́̈̅ ̶̀̓̾̾̉̃̏͘͜T̸̩̦̥͓̑̐̒̏͌̇R̶͖̀̃́̚U̷̡̲͕͇̝̳͈̞̓̑̌̀̍̒̚͜ͅŢ̶͙̖̳͕̫͚͔͉͗̇͘͠Ḩ̶̍́̚.̵̼̩̠̠̲̙̩̲͇̋̈̀̌̽̚͘͝ͅ P̵̥̀̋̊L̶̤̰͔̈́E̸̤̔͛͘Ă̶̘̈́͝S̷̬̭̞̃̀̂Ê̵̻͔̻̐ ̸̫̪̘̅̿͘B̸̯̂Ê̷̬̅͠ ̷̹̈̎Ĉ̴̬̞͝Ḁ̸̾R̶̤͔̹̿̉̕É̷̖͈̚F̸̦͔̐͐Ù̴̼̈́͝L̵̪͗.̵̢̣̭͘ (BEFORE YOU GO, I WOULD LIKE TO WARN YOU OF SOMETHING. I DO NOT THINK GREGORY IS TELLING YOU THE TRUTH. PLEASE BE CAREFUL.)

[He'd done his best to keep it brief, but he could tell that his voice had glitched at some of the more important spots of his "speech." With any luck, she'd gotten the message anyway.]

@curseofbreadbear

" It's okay. It's not your fault. " Cassie reassures, sounding a little weary, but it's more so at her overall situation than Freddy's capacity to help her (or lack thereof.) In fact, he's arguably been the most help she's gotten so far even if mostly moral-- well there's Helpi, but a lot of his help has felt... backhanded, to say the least.

But first things first: her flashlight predicament.

Granted, it's likely the least of her problems in the grand scheme of things, but it's still a necessity; Visibility has become a great issue with the PizzaPlex in the dilapidated state it has gotten. Walking around blindly is a good way to, for example, fall through a hole she'd otherwise notice with a light source.

Not to mention the flashlight helped make things a bit less scary for a little kid, and Cassie could use all the peace of mind she can get.

Wait, "be back"? Before she can inquiry what Freddy had in 'mind', the damaged Glamrock was backtracking, soon only his heavy steps echoing through the ruined attraction being what Cassie could make out in the darkness (her view range was much shorter without the flashlight.) Good thing she could hear him to get a general idea of his location. Still she felt pretty lost as she remained in place, antsy; like being stranded on a raft in the open ocean.

She nearly misses Freddy being right down the platform, but the flashlight was still on, so she could notice the light moving in the darkness when he held it back over the edge.

" Oh. Oh, you found it! Thank you! " Cassie bends down to take the flashlight back. " Great job, superstar. " ... it felt an appropriate praise for his help. She spares a moment to look the flashlight over in her hand: She's mild surprised that it didn't break upon being dropped... half the time, Fazbear Entertainment-branded things are so cheaply-made, that breaking them just by staring a little too hard wasn't fully out of the realm of possibility.

" Huh? Help getting down? " Cassie lays out, again to make sure she got Freddy right. " Wait, let me see... " She points the flashlight down over the edge to assess the bottom and height a little more clearly, aside from seeing him standing down there as well. She lightly bites the inside of her cheek.

" Umm... I... I think I might need the help, yes. I'm kinda scared of jumping down myself and breaking a leg or something... "

Which might not be an actual risk, but badly spraining an ankle instead or sustaining some kind of injury due to landing 'wrong' had a pretty good chance of happening.