#everything is queued now

[myoldiaries]

see you in a fortnight swifties 💕

[kettlefire]

As Good as Good Gets (DP X DC Snippet)

Richard "Dick" Grayson is the golden child. In the eyes of the public, and in the eyes of the league. Dick is a sweet, caring son, a man who went from being a sidekick to being a hero. The pipeline from Robin to Nightwing had many people applauding his dedication to keeping Gotham safe.

No one knew the full story, not truly. No one but Bruce Wayne himself. And maybe a certain butler. Many don't know that Dick only became Robin to stop him from hunting down and killing the man who killed his parents.

No one really knows about the harsh fights and arguments he has had with Bruce. The times when Dick would find himself cut off from the Wayne name for a week or so. No one knows that the first person Dick warmed up to was Alfred. Having been bribed with cookies.

Things weren't always this good, trusting, happy relationship between Bruce and Dick. It had been a rough ride, a complicated one. But that was okay, because it got better.

Dick stopped being so moody and angsty. He grew up, he learned, and he changed. He became an older brother, found people that needed him. Needed him in a way that the citizens of Gotham didn't need him.

His brothers like to call him annoying. A goody two shoes who Bruce trusted more than everyone else. They couldn't fathom how someone like Dick could be so stupid and bubbly at all times.

All times, except when shit hits the fans. Despite the name calling, despite coining Dick as the stupid Wayne. They all knew better. They knew that when it mattered, Dick Grayson always pulled through. He was a force to be reckoned with when needed.

The whole Wayne family was a force to be reckoned with when called for. It didn't have to be under the guise of costumes and vigilante acts. Whether he was Officer Grayson or Nightwing, Dick was a man with his morals and values.

One night on patrol as Officer Grayson, Dick found someone who needed that force. A force willing to protect and care for the innocent. The hurt. The damaged, yet still good.

It started like any other night. A call of shots fired by an empty warehouse. There was no sighting or knowledge of any rouges being there, so Dick took the call. Told the team he'll contact them if it seems more than just a civilian incident.

The warehouse was dark, reeked of copper and oil. It didn't take long for Dick to find the trail. The liquid he found looked like the person had been dragged before walking. There was a clear struggle, even with the mess and emptiness that was the warehouse.

That wasn't Dick's biggest concern. The concern lay in just how much blood there was. Too much for any normal person to lose and still manage to stumble through the warehouse.

It wasn't just blood. It wasn't that much, but Dick could spot the strangeness in the liquid. The mixed in green that had an eerily similar color and glow as a certain pit.

Without thinking, Dick followed the trail. Barely remembering to make contact with his family. Give them an update on what he found. Words telling him to stay put for backup went in one ear and out the other.

Something in Dick's gut was telling him he couldn't wait. He needed to find the source. Whoever was currently bleeding out in this warehouse. He silenced the comm, moving further through the dimly lit building.

Then Dick found it. Or more so, he found him. It was just a boy. A boy that reminded Dick too much of the youngest Wayne. A boy sat against a wall, looking pale and weak.

Red and green coated the front of the boy's shirt, arms wrapped tightly around his middle. An attempt to stem the bleeding. A puddle had already started to form beneath the boy, and Dick moved without thinking once again.

He quickly found himself kneeling beside the boy, hands carefully reaching out. Before Dick even touched him, the boy flinched. Eyelids suddenly opened, wide and terrified blue eyes landed on Dick's.

In just that one look, Dick knew what he had to do. The haunting, terrified, and pained look in the boy's eyes told Dick everything he needed to know. The boy was in danger. Someone had hurt this kid, and it was clear it wasn't the first time.

The boy struggled weakly against Dick's touch, terrified whimpers, and barely coherent pleas spilled from the kid's lips. It had Dick's heart aching, clear as day the poor kid has been through hell and back.

It took a lot of reassurance, gentle touches, and promises of help before the kid let Dick take a look at the bleeding wound. A promise on Dick's soul had been the final thing that earned him any semblance of trust. A strange promise, but Dick was willing to make it.

That concern turned to pure anger the moment Dick managed to pull the sticky shirt away from the wound. The sight of a Y-incision cut perfectly into the skin, stitches tight on the skin, but blood still leaking heavily from the wound.

It didn't take long for Dick to realize why. Despite the perfect surgical care of the wound, a good couple of stitches had broken. Leaving gaping spots for that red and green liquid to pour out of.

The boy was deathly silent, tears streaking down his cheek as wide blue eyes stayed trained on Dick. In that moment, Dick knew he had to help. Had to get the kid to safety, patch him up, and find out what kind of monster would do this.

It didn't matter if the kid was human or not. It didn't matter if the kid had special abilities or not. No one, absolutely no one, deserved to be vivisected.

The kid was shrouded in mystery, but that mystery only seemed to grow and become clearer when Bruce had entered the scene. The boy had tensed, eyes flashing a bright glowing green.

Lazarus pit green.

It set a pit of dread in Dick's gut. His mind brings forward memories of Jason. Jason, after his revival, after his dip in that cursed pit. The same flash that his brother would get if he got too angry. Too emotional.

As much as Dick wanted to focus on finding who did this, if it had any connection to Ra's al Ghul. He couldn't. Not when the kid tried to get up, to pull away as Bruce and the others made their way closer.

Right now, Dick only cared about making sure the boy was okay. Fixing those stitches, getting him a meal, and a warm bed.

He needed to get this kid someplace where he felt safe and secure. Comfortable and protected. Dick wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the promise he had made, but he wasn't letting anyone get to the kid.

That included his family. As strange as it seemed, Dick put himself between the others and the kid. Shooting them all a glare that they had only ever seen a handful of times.

Dick lifted the poor boy up in his arms, cradling the crying child close as he led the way out of the warehouse. Ignoring the questions or confusion coming from Bruce and the others. As Dick walked, feeling the trembling boy clinging to him, he made a rather obvious realization.

Maybe the eldest son really was more like Bruce than he expected. Just a few short moments the the boy, a boy that Dick didn't know his name, and he was ready to pull out adoption papers. To give the boy a safety he so desperately needs.

Give him the chance that Bruce had given him all those years ago.

[the-wizard-dipper]

Masters' Academy AU: Magic // Dipper's First Spell

This is just a test page to play with the vibes, Danny playing mentor to the year's two magical newbies. I do find it funny the amount you can read into a page that was never intended to be in the story or even to have dialog written for it.

Art by @okkennymay Line art beneath the cut.

Feel free to play coloring book with these, I know I might. :)

[kotaki]

character tropes

↳ Hirogaru Sky! Pretty Cure → Sora Harewataru

[kingfakey]

EVE, PSYCHE&THE BLUEBEARD'S WIFE 🤟🏻 MAY 2023 CC HAUL

get it like boom boom boom! can you believe i've done one of these lookbooks every month for the last 2 years, and it's taken me this long to feature any male cc? onto the show!

cc creators if you're reading this i love you, the cc this month was neat. i am kissing your foreheads one by one! @aharris00britney @caio-cc @daylifesims @gorillax3-cc @greenllamas @imvikai @johnnysimmer @joliebean @jius-sims @madlensims @rimings @sentate @trillyke @woosteru

hesitantly wcif friendly but please give @fakeyfinds a look before sending them, thank you!

LILY: stella hair. LOOK 1. top. bottoms. shoes. LOOK 2. top. skirt. shoes. LOOK 3. top. skirt. shoes. LOOK 4. top. skirt. shoes.

IVAN: timothy hair. LOOK 1. top. bottoms. shoes. LOOK 2. top. shorts. shoes. LOOK 3. top. bottoms. shoes. LOOK 4. top. bottoms. shoes.

LOTTIE: miyu hair. LOOK 1. dress. shoes. LOOK 2. top. skirt. shoes. LOOK 3. top. skirt. shoes. LOOK 4. top. skirt. shoes.

[chaos-bringer-13]

*crawls out of the sewers* *puts out the fire starting on my hair* *pulls a bag of cash out of the sewers* *closes the lid* *reattaches my dramatically cut off at the wrist hand* Damn those exams were hard

[gotchibam]

Heyo! I've finished a couple more pieces from my backlog this week! I might be pushing myself a lil too hard tho since now I want to finish everything before the year ends (probably won't be able to but I'm really trying!!)

I'm trying my best not to accumulate more work for now so I'm gonna be asking for a bit of help again 🙏 I just need to get through for a week or two so I could finally finish all the doodles & commissions I have left (w/c is still around 25+). I only have a small amount left for my budget & still don't have any other sources of income for now 😔 So any kind of support will be very much appreciated!! ;_; 🙏

Here's my ko-fi page (tip jar): https://ko-fi.com/gotchibam/

And my ko-fi shop! https://ko-fi.com/gotchibam/shop

Thank you sm for supporting me & my work!! <3

[myreia]

✦ F F X I V L E V E L 9 0

—compendium

[hermitw]

Does anyone know when the higher-ups in jujutsu society began their agenda to execute strong sorcerers?

Gojo got immunity being from a major clan - but Geto, afaik, wasn't from a family of sorcerers. And his CT was rly strong.

We know that Kenjaku wanted Geto for his technique - so his death was always in the plan.

Idk. I've been thinking that maybe

Gojo feels responsible for the death sentences - like it's his fault that Geto defected.

And his fault that the next generation was threatened because of it.

Maybe Yaga convinced them to let Geto attend Jujutsu High - that would make sense of his blame for inciting them after Shibuya (?)

And there's the drive that Gojo and Geto have to protect sorcerers kids from being executed, by Jujutsu society or by non-sorcerers.

Gojo probably saved Toge from execution as well as Yuuji and Yuuta - I've seen rly different translations on inumaki clan lore so idrk. But it seems like the clan was forced into submission /hiding of their sorcerers by Jujutsu society, promising to kill anyone born with cursed speech.

[topaziraphale]

"Stop saying Crowley won't help Aziraphale in S3 he'd go back to him in a HEARTBEAT and nothing would stop him" I get it no one likes the idea of Crowley being bitter after what happened for a long period of time but like can we at least acknowledge that he's currently going through probably the most emotional pain in his life since falling? Can we agree that he's opened his heart entirely - something you couldn't pay him to do unless the world is literally ending and he's desperate - to Aziraphale, and got shot down? Can we understand that he did it AGAIN only to lose Aziraphale again? Not that what Aziraphale did isn't without Crowley's own shortcomings (hiding the truth of Heaven's cruelty from him) but like,,,,

The appeal here isn't Scorned Crowley Doesn't Love Aziraphale Anymore, or Never Wants To Help Him Again, the appeal here is Crowley learning enough self respect to not just walk back right to Aziraphale like nothing happened after Aziraphale has had a pattern of consistently refusing him. Going years ping-ponging between "We're not friends I don't even know him" to "That's what friends are for right?" and "We're friends, why would you even say anything?" and "Friends? We're not friends. We are an angel and a demon!"

Like I get it, Crowley is a heartbreakingly forgiving person. Of course he's gonna forgive Aziraphale, I'll be surprised if he didn't forgive him by the time he walked out the bookshop door, but gdi he could at least grant himself the luxury of being at least a little irritated for longer than however long it takes to make a globe and some books float and angrily cry out to God in his flat. But due to the change of pace and dynamic that is establishing part of the conflict for Season 3, I just really like the idea of him for ONCE prioritizing himself and being like "Okay, fine. We'll get back at it when you're ready, then," instead of just taking Aziraphale back like his words and actions meant nothing to him, when clearly they have an effect on him.

What is Aziraphale going to learn if Crowley just accepts what he did so quickly, like he always has the entire time they've been friends? Idk maybe I'm just projecting too much darkness on their dynamic but I mean, if the pattern of Aziraphale pushing Crowley away/disrespecting him one day and then being fine with his friendship the next + Crowley never stopping to be like "Hey, that's not cool, at least give me a little credit" or smth was fine all along and will continue to be fine in the future, then why, after 6,000 years of being friends and loving this demon, can Aziraphale still not accept that Crowley is just fine the way he is, and instead got excited to promote him to an angel in a heartbeat once the opportunity presented itself? You can't blame all of it on Heaven when Aziraphale has demonstrated his free will/defiance to Heaven so many times. Or, I don't know, I guess maybe we can? Maybe I'm just craving too much angst to the point where I'm letting it cloud my analysis of canon. Idk.

[akkivee]

speaking of gentaro tho lol, he’s played tennis, he’s played basketball, he’s played fencing in something completely unrelated to arb lol, and now soccer???? gentaro lowkey being a decorated athlete is so funny lmao

[dailytomlinson]

Louis at barricade in Guadalajara from Krystle’s perspective - 06.06

[cinimuffin]

[animatedjen]

In Dreams | Cal Kestis

[afaroffsong]

Ohhhhhhhhh I get it. I’m overwhelmed and discouraged and filled with self-hatred because every Tiny Piece Of Life has a Right Way to be done, and I can’t do it.

[council-of-beetroot]

Here we see Cloud about to face off with his most despised foe: stacks of boxes