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Weird Wednesday Headcanon: Hinata is a huge lover of hard / emotional / power rock.
OK, this one Naruto headcanon of mine is truly out there, but it has been bubbling in my bonobo monkey brain for months now. That being...
...Hinata Hyuga being a closeted metalhead. And she emotionally connects with Kiba, Rock Lee and especially Naruto, over this passion of hers. Just picture how adorable it would look to see Hinata sharing headphones with Naruto, as they headbang in unison.
And most of her mixtape involves songs from bands like DragonForce, Linkin Park, Skillet and Citizen Soldier. I just want to use this opportunity to flex my own. A few samples of what she would listen to, to feel powerful, or be in the moment.
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#naruto#naruto manga#naruto shippuden#naruto anime#naruhina#hyuga hinata#hinata hyuga#naruto uzumaki#uzumaki naruto#headcanon#kiba inuzuka#rock lee#inuzuka kiba#skillet#linkin park#citizen soldier#dragonforce#emotional rock#hard rock#power metal#rock#naruto x hinata#Youtube
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Nicholas Matthews, the lead singer of the band called: Get Scared
This is a tonal study done using different colouring pencils, that have numerous different shades and tones, I think this turned out fairly well though my shading could definitely use with improving, I have seen a lot of drawings of Nicholas's most iconic look which is from the song: If Only She Knew Vodoo Like I do, but I decided to do something different, something I thought would be difficult to draw.
My favourite album released by Get Scared, is Everyone's Out to Get Me
#nicholas matthews#lead singer#get scared#emo#emo music#emotional#emotional rock music#emotional rock#rock#rock music#music#singer#art#artist#traditional#traditional artist#traditional art#traditional media#tonal study#tonal#sketch#illustrative art#illustartor#illustration#portrait#portraiture#everyone's out to get me#greyscale#the band get scared
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Proof Of Burden - Andthen (Official Lyrics Video)
Discover the soul-stirring melody of "Andthen" by Proof Of Burden in this official lyrics video. Immerse yourself in the emotional journey as the heartfelt lyrics are beautifully brought to life. Let the music and words resonate with your soul in this captivating visual experience. Don't forget to like, comment, and share the video to spread the message of this powerful song. Subscribe to our channel for more inspiring music and lyric videos. Enjoy the music! 🎶 Proof Of Burden - Andthen (Official Lyrics Video)
#music#proof of burden andthen#official lyrics video#andthen lyrics#proof of burden music#emotional melody#melancholic song#music video#heartfelt lyrics#meaningful music#soulful melody#emotional rock#official video#lyric video#powerful message#indie rock#song with lyrics#emotional ballad#deep meaning#soul searching#music and lyrics#music with deep meaning#emotional rock ballad#music for soul searching#emotional journey#andthen#Youtube
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i made atoegus in spore [2008]
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i think we should all consider getting emotional over this xkcd. as a group. let's get emotional about it
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cat nap :3
jjk atla!au with @philosophiums
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#itadori yuuji#kugisaki nobara#fushiguro megumi#fanart#jjk fanart#jjk atla!au#atla!au: art#atla!au: illust#yuuji#megumi#nobara#KARUCCHI AGENDA HOURS PSPSPSPSPPSS#i made him. Bigger . its what he deserves its what yuuji deserves its what they all deserve#and most importantly its what i deserve . i think a giant cat with wings would fix me#originally had him even Bigger than this but then i remembered we'd already established his carrying capacity#that being 1 passenger comfortably and 2 with some difficulty#now that i retconned him 2 be the size of a small vehicle i think he can carry 2 comfortably but 3 is still a stretch . hed get tired :(#probably cant get airborne with 3 passengers on his back#especially because yuuji is carrying several pounds of rocks#and nobara has multiple chunks of metal on her at all times#and megumi has enough emotional baggage to ground an aircraft#karucchi can only do so much FHFJH the poor baby doesnt even have hollow bones#but hes SO CUTE HES SO GD CUTE I WANT HIM IW ANT ONE SO BAD i want . giant flying CAT#CAN U IMAGINEEEEEE#PSPPSPSPPSPPPSPSP
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Let’s play a fun game called am I masquerading as an autistic person and acting how I think someone with autism would act or am I simply learning to unmask
#this game is unwinnable btw#everytime I realize I’ve forgotten to emote for a while my brain goes ‘well here you go again. you ableist fuck’#catch myself rocking? why are you faking it#sensory issues? you are being a weirdo#anyways pondering this a lot lately#autism
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Danny accidentally starts beef with batman over kids
So I'm a sucker for dani and dan being Danny's kids (bonus points if danny gets called mum) and both of them are chaotic
The bat kids (family all of them batman and alfred included) are chaotic as well danny learns this after freshly joining the league as the semi immortal possibly from the start of time phantom and the league are introducing him to everyone and bonding and mentioning some of the wacky how the fuck shit that batman and his kids have done
So danny mentions some of the stuff his kids have done whilst batman is passing by, batman who hasn't had a nap in the past 72 hours and the day before as bruce was dealing with margie on the pta
And he makes a comment just a tiny one about how his kids saved a group from a hostage situation
And thus the rivalry began danny and batman keep bragging to each other about their kids sometimes it's vigilante stuff sometimes it mundane danny brags about how dani is so good with animals batman brags about how his youngest volunteers at the animal shelter
Just give me batman and danny bragging about their children to each other
#dpxdc#dp x dc#dc x dp#dcxdp#dp x dc prompt#dp x dc crossover#listen there's fucs where batman is a good dad theres fics where he's bad#now gimme the fic of emotionally constipated batman over coming it because he's just so fucking proud and can boast at someone#bonus points if the batfam find out via cameras or even just eavesdropping and hearing batman brag about something they did#is this ooc batman? probably#however i just want the only time batman as batman showing emotions is just yeah my kids fucking rock
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i'm doing a bunch of drawings of the main 4 (sometimes also alluka) camping in lukso province like slightly post-canon.... these are the ones that didn't really require much emotional sincerity to make lol (the other ones are hopefully gonna get finished later)
#leopika#killugon#gon freecss#killua zoldyck#kurapika#leorio paladiknight#alluka zoldyck#ftm kurapika#hxh#art#it feels SO weird putting this many tags on something. self conscious. not used to having more than like 2 different guys in one thing#i Will draw kurapika having some sort of complex emotions here but first. gotta draw him kissin' apparently#the Cool Rock was meant to be an opalized ammonite with quartz growing on it. but i never drew it big enough to make it look actually cool#ah.... i made leorio's sleeves not rolled up in one panel... pounding my fists on the floor
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More old doodles for ze AU
#ninjago#ninjago au#my post#my art#ninjago Cole#ninjago morro#i remember getting legit emotional drawing morro thinking about Wu 🥲#morro doesn’t appreciate cole’s obscure soft rock band tshirts
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odysseus has two modes, bawling and brawling
he initially tried bawling to poseidon during get in the water, but that didn't work, so in six hundred strike he switched to brawling.
#poseidon got whiplash from the change in odysseus' emotions so quickly#poseidon: 30 seconds ago this guy was asking for a truce#poseidon: now i'm laying against some rocks beat by this mortal#poseidon: what the idiot doesn't realise is he's now stuck with me in my stor- wait is that my triden-#poseidon: *gets stabbed* *repeatedly*#poseidon epic#odysseus epic#epic the musical#epic the vengeance saga
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wintersberg date night with @heraxic designs......... they r refueling my wintersberg phase 😭😭😭
i think ethan would be a very emotional drunk
#ethan winters#karl heisenberg#eveline re7#rosemary winters#rose winters#resident evil#resident evil fanart#rebhfun#resident evil village#resident evil 8#re8#wintersberg#they r in my head#i cant stop#karl doesnt even get buzzed he chugs all the beer and then pees it all out immediately because hes so stupid#ethan sips on his wine and slowly gets more and more wine drunk#karl trying to be romantic and buys ethan a expensive wine brand with all the tax money he got when he was a lord#ethan never even drinks it because its so expensive hes scared to#wintersberg gettng drunk together but karl just gets really loud and annoying and ethan gets really sappy and emotional#and then they both pass out on the couch together and sleep like rocks#drunk wintersberg is such a funny concept now that i think about it#because they would both be fueling each other and they would have such a fun time but it would be SO LOUD
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Lan Wangji might be an unstoppable force, but Xie Lian has 800+ years of practice of being an immovable object.
(poll results here for context)
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#bonus comic#The most resounding conclusion the community came to agree on is thar Xie Lian is bad at cooking on purpose#and is stubborn to the point of refusing to let go of this feature (not a bug) of himself.#though if you practice being bad at something on purpose you do just…get bad.#Poor lan wangji probably had to watch him do horrendous food crimes in the kitchen.#crushing eggs in his fists and throwing it into the bowl or pan (shell and all).#Burning water. Throwing in ingredients based on the roll of a dice. Putting in leaves and cool rocks he found.#He is living his best life mind you. And I think as long as he is happy then let him make his potions.#This is *his* version of art therapy. It just shouldnt be fed to anyone.#lwj would probably try to make it more theraputic after realizing that the bad cooking skills were on purpose. But even then XL is a rock.#he will not do anything he does not want to. Including processing feelings.#Don't idealize that btw. You will do yourself no favours by ignoring hard emotions. Love and peace everypony; Its a hard world out there.#Hua Cheng and wwx hung out during all of this and have since become hunting buddies.#Sometimes its birds sometimes it's each other. For sport.
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The great thing about the White Collar OT3 is that at no point does the introduction of Neal into El and Peter's everyday lives never feels like a threat to Peter and El's marriage.
Like from the moment Neal shows up at their house in episode one he and El hit it off.
Within the first 5 episodes Neal and El have figured out they have similar knowledge and interest in the finer things, they're sharing looks over how Peter talks about and will react to things, El is telling Peter to trust in Neal a little, Neal is helping make sure they have a lovely anniversary, and El is calling Neal in to mediate/help prove her point in mini arguments to make Peter do stuff.
They also work really well because while Peter, El, and Neal might all be slightly different flavours and intensities of hyper competent adrenaline junkie weirdos, all three of them are intensely loyal to "their people" so the second El and Neal recognised that they both trust Peter as someone who will always try to do the right thing and respect them they were like "oh green flag."
#chirping wren#white collar#white collar ot3#elizabeth burke#peter burke#neal caffrey#its wild that peter is considered like Just Some Guy compared to them both#cause like he sorta is#he tries so hard bless his heart to just be a simple man with simple tastes and a simple life#and like he kinda succeeds#but also the dude's brain is always going#he stalked his wife prior to asking her out#he has an insane level of attention to detail when he chooses to apply it which is what makes him a brilliant white collar agent#he just struggles with connecting facts to emotions sometimes#el and neal both treat him as like their rock because he is so straightforward and upright#but also the man will leap into the most batshit situations at the drop of the hat if either of them asks him with big wet eyes#like sir that is not normal plain simple guy behaviour#so glad this show came across my dash again and got me on a rewatch#they are all so blorbo shaped and by god do i need that rn
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Miguel: Every Spiderman follows the cannon. There are no deviations. There are no exceptions.
Spidergang with no dead uncles, their friend Gwen is fine, Sheriff Bronson didn't die saving a kid, etc. because four super powered teens and one super dog can cover a lot of bases and help each other better than one dude helping New York alone with only Daredevil and Deadpool sometimes: Yall hear sumn?
#scooby gang#spiderman across the spiderverse#spiderman into the spiderverse#scooby doo#shaggy rogers#daphne blake#fred jones#across the spiderverse#spiderman#peter parker#miles morales#miles is going to meet the gang in beyond the spiderverse and have so many emotions about it#Miles: so you guys are telling me that team work was the solution all along?#Fred: yeah pretty much dude#Miles: Cool cool cool nice to know *rocks Miguel's shit even harder*#The gangs mere existence would murder Miguel on the spot#all he believed in? shattered. vaporized. Daughter died for nothing#also IM NOT DEAD!!!!#I found a job guys!#so my time has been a little limited for fanart or fanfics#but now i have some time so BACK TO THE SCOOBY TIME#also would you guys believe i started this comic in JUNE and only had time to finish it NOW?!?!? crazy times
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(DCxDP) The obligations of a rogue versus those of a parent (Pt. 4)
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Tw: descriptions of body horror, Dr. Crane has PTSD and Does Not Realize, Crane has an actual panic attack and just doesn’t care, the Riddler makes one (1) sex joke about Batman
Will be crossposted to AO3 eventually
(Pt. 1 here) (Prev here) - (Pt. 5 here)
(Masterlist here)
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Dr. Jonathan Crane is in his lab, the acrid scent of chemicals filling the air, and his hands are shaking.
Danny’s health, for the first week that he had him, had been steadily improving at an extremely quick rate. However, his healing had begun to stagnate. Danny said that it was because his body had run out of ectoplasm, and that while there was a lot of ambient ectoplasm in Gotham, he needed a stronger type in order to heal.
And so, that led Dr. Crane here.
He had stolen the research notes from the Penguin years ago regarding his experimentation on him.
(He quite vividly remembers the sound of bone creaking and groaning as it twisted, lengthened. The squelching of shifting tendons and muscles, the strange fabric-like tightening of skin. The feeling of going from man to monster, of losing all claim to his humanity.)
Danny had called him Liminal, part ghost. He had said that he was transformed by, among other things, a kind of synthetic ectoplasm.
Danny needed ectoplasm.
Crane had the research notes. He had every ingredient necessary. And yet, attempt after attempt failed.
The chemical smell burns his nose. His hands tremble.
Dr. Crane is not afraid.
He doesn’t feel fear anymore. He’s tried to, many, many times, but nothing has worked. And yet, his hands are shaking still.
(The horrifying sensation of vertebrae pop-pop-popping along his spine, growing and lengthening. The unbearable itching beneath his skin as toxin glands begin to form. The feeling of his teeth sharpening and elongating, of his skull growing, of his vision changing and brightening. The awful stench of chemicals. The awful stench of ectoplasm.)
Jonathan takes careful note of his shaking hands, his blurring vision, his accelerated heart-rate and shallow breathing.
(Human hands. Human vision. Human heart and lungs and organs.)
He takes note of them, but he does not let that distract him from the task at hand. Danny is not a chemist, but Jonathan is.
The boy knows enough about chemistry in theory, but he won’t go anywhere near Crane’s equipment. He seems to have some sort of intense fear of laboratory settings, probably developed during his stay with the GiW, and Crane is willing to respect that, if only because he cannot afford to lose him.
As such, Crane is the only one qualified to do this. And, unfortunately, if he isn’t successful the boy may very well die.
He heats the chemicals to precisely the right temperatures, adding each one to its correct container.
Dr. Crane thinks of the Scarebeast, that creature born of cruelty and greed and a sense of superiority. That creature which he tries to ignore is a part of him, that can never be removed. A damage which cannot be undone.
He pours the contents of a small beaker into a larger flask, watching the liquids swirl together. The stench in the air is becoming closer and closer to the one burned into his memory.
Crane’s whole body is wracked with unpleasant sensations. It’s truly unfortunate, he thinks, that despite his mind’s lack of fear, his body still reacts so harshly.
Jonathan’s eyes wander, eventually settling on a purple and green card sitting innocently on the corner of the table.
Right.
Even if they wiped out the GiW tomorrow, and even if Danny could survive without ectoplasm, he would still be in danger.
Crane has to get him back to good health. It’s the only way he can be sure that the boy can defend himself properly.
The solution in the flask begins to foam, and Jonathan does not hesitate as he adds the final ingredient. He pours the mixture into a new container, capping it and placing it into a freezer set to -40 degrees.
Hopefully this time he got the timing right.
Jonathan tries to relax, the ventilation in the room slowly but surely clearing the familiar smell from the air.
He thinks of the letter.
Surely, he thinks, that man can come up with some better material for his jokes. Or, at least something new.
Same old threats, same old attempted poisoning.
Aiming his threats at Danny, though, that was new. New and utterly unacceptable.
Scarecrow did what he had to.
He doubted that his solution would last forever, of course, as with that man it never did. As such, he would prepare both himself and Danny for the inevitable moment that his choices came back to bite them.
However, for the moment, they were safe. Danny could rest and recover, and Jonathan could figure out a plan to minimize possible damages.
Jonathan is no longer shaking.
He’s exhausted. This is his fifth attempt today, and each one leaves an unfortunate strain on his mind and body.
With a sigh, he settles himself into his seat at a nearby desk, opening up his computer and logging his most recent attempt. He still has to wait for it to chill to know if it was successful, but he can always update the logs later.
Once he’s done, he stretches, joints popping loudly as he walks to the freezer.
When he sees the results of his tireless work, the ghost of a smile flits across his face.
Success.
Jonathan picks up the jug of ectoplasm and leaves the lab, which is in all actuality the basement of the new apartment that he moved himself and Danny into after receiving the note. The scrappy old woman who was his landlord had told him that as long as he paid her five hundred dollars up front, she would let him set up in the basement without any questions or cop calls.
And so, the most expensive apartment in the Narrows was his.
At least, he thought, the distance between the basement and the apartment was short enough that Danny didn’t have to sit in while he was doing his labwork.
Jonathan knew that he didn’t exactly have a strong grasp on the concept of ‘lab safety,’ proven by his built-up immunity to almost every toxic chemical he’d ever encountered, and he doubted that Danny should be around such an environment.
He was back to the apartment quickly, not bothering to hide the self-satisfied smile on his face. Danny is sitting in his armchair, trying to read one of his books. Danny looks up, ready to greet him, when he sees the jug in his hands and pauses.
“Is that..?”
“Synthetic ectoplasm,” Jonathan says proudly, “I found the Penguin’s research notes and decided to recreate it, since you said that you needed it to heal properly. I’m not sure if it’ll work the same as what you usually have, but I hope it’s helpful all the same.”
Danny is standing, now, and looking at Jonathan with a strange look in his eyes. He looks, Jon thinks, like he’s about to cry.
Then Danny is rushing forward and wrapping his arms around Jonathan, his scrawny form shaking.
Jonathan is, for a moment, horrified. Did he do something wrong somehow? Why is this child, who’s so afraid of touch, hugging him?
And then he hears Danny’s voice, and he knows that it was all worth it.
“Thank you,” he’s mumbling, over and over, “thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so much.”
“Of course,” Jonathan says softly, because what else can he say?
The boy cries in his arms for a while, and Jonathan briefly wonders what his life must have been like before, if a person like him can be seen as a comforting figure.
Then, Danny pours himself a small glass of the synthetic ectoplasm, putting the rest into the small fridge which had come with the apartment, and he settles back down, sitting in the armchair once again.
Jonathan sits opposite of him, and they chat with one another as Danny drinks.
Danny talks to him about the stars and tells him about different spaceships, and Jonathan makes sure to pay attention and ask the boy questions.
He doesn’t miss the way that Danny lights up every time he asks him something about his interests. He’s so passionate, so smart, a trait that he seldom sees outside of his fellow rogues, and Jonathan wants to encourage that.
It’s…nice. Peaceful, almost.
And then the front door flies open, because Jonathan isn’t allowed to have nice things.
“Jon,” a familiar voice rings out, “what the hell?!”
Danny is frozen in place, clearly terrified.
Jonathan heaves a sigh, turning to face the nuisance who’s entered his apartment.
“Eddie,” he drawls, “to what do I owe the pleasure?”
Edward’s face is red with anger as he invades Jonathan’s apartment.
“Oh, I don’t know! Maybe it’s the fact that you sent a bunch of rogues a cryptic message and then dropped off the face of the earth for two weeks! I was worried, Jon!”
Jonathan hums in acknowledgement.
“I didn’t think it was that cryptic,” he says, picking up a book in order to pointedly ignore the Riddler.
“Oh, of course you didn’t, you straw-stuffed hickory dickory dickhead. I swear, you’re always—” he pauses, finally having noticed Danny sitting opposite of Jonathan, “—who is this?”
“My apprentice,” Jonathan replies, dreading the upcoming headache he was no doubt going to develop from Edward’s company, “he’s helping me hunt down the GiW. His name is Danny.”
Edward gasps dramatically.
“You—an apprentice?! And you’re letting him sit in the old man chair?! You don’t even let me sit in the old man chair,” he wails, draping himself over the headrest of the couch with a flourish, “Jonathan, I thought I knew you!”
“Edward,” Jonathan says, “get out of my apartment.”
“Oh my goodness, this is incredible. You’re becoming the bat!”
“I am not becoming the bat, Eddie, now get out.”
Edward has a shit-eating grin on his face as he waltzes over to Danny. Danny, who seemed terrified when he first appeared, is now looking at him with obvious amusement written all over his face.
“I mean, look at him! The hair, the eyes, the scrappy build. If you put him in one of those traffic light vigilante costumes, he could easily pass as a Robin!”
“I’m not doing this with you today, Eddie.”
“Riddle me this, Jon: I am a treasure hidden inside of a chest. You can break me, or steal me, or give me a rest. I can flutter, or pound, or attack, or drop, but if you don’t have me, you’re certainly fucked. What am I?”
Jonathan pauses for a moment before he groans, dropping his head into his hands.
“Eddie.”
Danny sits still, a confused look on his face as he repeats the riddle silently. Then, his face lights up in delight.
“A heart!”
“Jon, I like this one,” Edward says with a smile, ruffling Danny’s hair, “you are correct! A heart, something that I wasn’t aware that our dear Jonathan had!”
“Eddie, stop.”
“No, no,” Edward says, “I was worried about you, you deserve this. I mean, you even missed girls night! You never miss girls night!”
“Girls night?” Danny asks, absolutely delighted.
“Oh, of course,” Edward says, sprawling over on the couch, dangerously close to just laying in Jonathan’s lap, “we have it once a week. I’m invited because of Selina and Jon’s invited because Harley likes him.”
“And what does girls night entail, exactly?”
“Eddie,” Jonathan groans, “please.”
“Well,” Edward hums, “we usually paint our nails, or watch a movie, or gossip about the other rogues, and occasionally, we tell each other about any ‘encounters’ we have with Batman,” he says, raising his eyebrows up and down.
Danny’s jaw drops.
“Edward, shut up,” Jonathan says, an irritated tone in his voice that wasn’t there before.
“No way,” Danny says, “I thought that Batman, like, hated you guys or something. You mean he actually..?”
“Oh, the Bat is much like a bottle of liquor or a cheap cigarette, in that he was made to be passed around.”
Danny chokes on air.
“Edward Nygma,” Jonathan hisses, getting out of his seat and looming over the man, “get the hell out.”
Edward pales.
“Leaving, leaving!” Edward says, dashing away from Jonathan. He pauses, turning to flash Danny a quick smile.
“Remember Danny, I’m your favorite uncle! Not any of the other rogues, me!”
With that, he leaves, the room falling completely silent.
And, as per usual, that silence does not last.
“You full-named him?” Danny asks gleefully, “and it worked?”
Jonathan just sighs, sitting down on the couch and rubbing at his temples.
“Please, don’t take anything Eddie says seriously. He’s a moron.”
“Dr. Crane, please let me come to girls night with you,” Danny pleads, his eyes sparkling, “I promise I won’t embarrass you.”
Jonathan groans.
“Of course you won’t, Eddie will do it for you.”
“Come on, please?”
“I think we’re a bit busy with the GiW at the moment,” Jonathan snaps. He pauses as he notices the crestfallen expression on Danny’s face.
This boy is going to be the death of him.
“Perhaps, though, when all that is taken care of…”
Danny cheers, grinning wildly, and Jonathan is not at all relieved to see him happy again. Certainly not.
The rest of the day is relatively normal.
Danny works on trying to get information from the GiW database while Crane refines his his fear toxin, both preparing for a raid on the GiW base they located in Gotham.
It was only a temporary base, nothing of note, but there was a chance of discovering more bases through it, and that wasn’t something either of them were willing to give up.
Still, something like this would take time. Rushing would only lead to failure.
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Late in the night, long after Danny is fast asleep in his room, Jonathan pauses.
The GiW are not the only threat out there. They aren’t the only threat to him or to Danny. Perhaps it could be helpful to reach out to someone with greater resources than himself.
He sends a quick message to Red Hood.
Hopefully, he thinks, everything will go smoothly.
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#dcxdp#dc x dp#dp x dc#dpxdc#dp x dc crossover#dc x dp fic#liminal scarecrow#Jon’s PTSD is triggered by the smell of ectoplasm because his life is a nightmare#HDJFNDNDNFKDJF#I am the master of emotional whiplash#rip Jon just trying to have some peace in this fucking house#never gonna happen king 🫡#oh also Eddie is not lying that bat can manwhore#and like half the rogues in Gotham know this from experience#and also most of the JL#and some of JL dark#btw Eddie and Jon are besties#they’re both awful but they make it work#when Jon full-names Eddie that just means that if he doesn’t stop whatever he’s doing he’s gonna get a dose of fear toxin#Eddie isn’t intimidating enough to full-name anyone so if he gets mad he just bashes whoever in the head with his cane#Jon is the living embodiment of ‘me and my girl don’t argue she bash me in the head with a rock and I walk it off like a man’#also side note I’m not doing any ships in this#because I don’t want to#they are just Like That#if you wanna read it that way though it’s completely fine#also shoutout 2 that one scriddler fic on ao3 that helped inspire that riddle LMAO
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