#gardening while queer

[edge-lorde]

yesterday my mom made a delicious green papaya curry from the papaya tree that grows in our back yard and seasoned it with pepper plant which is a weed that also grows in our yard. and my dad refused to eat a single bite. Today i make soup #soup

[lucy-the-cat]

I will say this was a nice surprise

[silkentine]

Me when they are the sisters ever: 😭😭😭 They came out soooo freaking well. I won’t lie, they took me a thousand years to finish but through the constant support from all of my buds (and my latent bisexuality), we made it 😤

Hopefully you guys know the deal by now: design choices, easter eggs, and (NEW!) closeup shots below the read more. ⬇️

I wanted Ace to have a very down-to-earth vibe and looked at Aussie beach-girls, coastal cowgirls, and vaqueras for reference. (IDK, I’ve just always envisioned Ace as part-Australian🌺 and Mexican 🏴‍☠️) Her clothing choices are mostly natural or utilitarian materials like the painted wooden beads on her top, her woven fabric and leather belts, and her denim jumpsuit. I gave her bikini top a zen-garden kind of feel because I read the first Ace’s Story Novel and I loved how idyllic and peaceful they made Sixis Island sound so I wanted to invoke that in some way.

Speaking of her painted wooden beads, they hang off the back of her top and represent her connection to Sabo and Luffy. They watch her back once she sets sail. She only wears one red glass bead earring because the other one got ripped out of her ear when a child, leaving her earlobe torn (don’t think about it too much 😢). Also, YES! she does wear a hibiscus flower just like Rouge (because I hate you and I want to make you cry, muhwahahahaha).

Also, I really wanted her to have super textured curly hair that licks behind her like flames. I am always considering whether or not a character should have long hair or not because I don’t want it to be a hindrance if they’re in a fight (or if they ARE a fighter with long hair, how to they avoid an enemy making use of that?). Ace is, of course, a Logia-type Devil Fruit User so I think she wouldn’t have trouble with people grabbing it LOL I get the feeling that she doesn’t take very good care of it even though it looks amazing. Like you’d think it would be soft and bouncy just by looking at it but if you ever get the chance to run your fingers through it, it’s a total rat’s nest and there’s sand and food all up in it. She still falls asleep while eating 😂 but she tries her best to only do it around people she can trust (woman moment 😔).

Honestly, her design is not that different from Ace’s canon look. It feels really vital to Ace’s character to have a lot of skin showing. And he’s always hanging all over himself with his hips all cocked like the weight of the world is too much to stand up straight. It is certainly not my OWN preference to make her an absolute smoke show. That’s just the character, okay? (I’m partially lying and the proof is that I turned the emblem on Ace’s hat strap into a sternum tattoo for no other reason than that it is sexy af.)

Here are some closeups of Ace:

Now for Sabo, I’ve made her very girly. I tried putting her in pants or something more militant but she told me that she’d wear the big poofy sleeves and hiked-up ruffled skirt. I think Sabo has always had a strong grasp on his fashion sense and individual flair and I truly believe that his personal style is one of the major influences for the rest of the Revolutionary Army resulting in the very flashy, queer, steampunk aesthetic (aside from Dragon’s plain-ass cloak). So of course I had to implement her nonconformist look when reimagining her as a woman and dress her up to the nines.

I’ve given her very ornate jewelry that is there to tell a story, even if she herself doesn’t know it. I like to think she picks up stuff from her travels that resonate with her, such as a damaged set of earrings with one stone missing or red cup-shaped shells featuring three nestled pearls. Another accessory that cannot go unmentioned is her dragon claw hat pin that keeps her top hat resting on top of her hair (and is definitely used as a weapon when the situation simply doesn’t call for trusty metal pipe). She also has a veil that obscures her prominent facial scar. I imagine she’s not very keen on the reminder of the incident from her childhood that took away her memories. I also kept her chipped toothed because 1) it’s fucking adorable and 2) is a visual reminder that she no longer aligns herself with the nobility who would have gotten such a thing fixed. She is so poised in almost every outward facet of her life from her dignified role as the Chief of Staff to the elegant materials in her clothing that it can be easy to forget she was also a rough and tumble forest dweller. Every time Koala remembers this, he lets out the biggest sigh.

Her hair is inspired by Gibson Girls and Elizabeth Swann from the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie. I wanted it to be fussy and tidy but fall apart when she’s in moments of distress. For example, when she remembers her sisters, her hair starts to look like Ace’s flaming mane. I’m so in love with her, I think she looks like an adorable little porcelain doll that would fuck you up. I made an effort to keep her eyes a little bit manic. I get lost in her steely black orbs (and also Ace’s warm brown ones, but we’re talking about Sabo rn).

Here are her close-ups:

Plot notes for this AU:

For this series of character designs, I wanted the expressions and outfits to be aligned with the canon plot but I don’t know if I have the heart to kill fem!Ace in my AU. I’m too attached and ASL has suffered enough!!!!! But Ace’s death is also a major defining moment for Luffy so it feels disingenuous to completely avoid it. Also a huge aspect of Sabo’s character is carrying on Ace’s will and I have so many thoughts about how the Dressrosa Colosseum scene would play out if they were all women. Oh well, I’ll cross that tragic bridge when I get to it. I’m definitely going to draw some Modern AU Girl Piece ASL though. They deserve to hang out with no stakes 😭 They are sisters!!!

Check out the tag “girl piece” on my blog for my other One Piece genderbends! 🥰

[booksinmythorax]

Some tips from a librarian for today and the future:

Go to the library. Get a card. Borrow things. Buying books is neat, but the books the fascists want to ban are still there, on the shelf, at your local library, and if they aren't, you can request them. While book bans can happen and are happening in public libraries, the vast majority of "successful" challenges are happening in school libraries. You can still get books from your public library, and getting the books from the library tells your library they should keep them on the shelf. Borrowing anything, walking in the door, and/or attending programs all help get your library more funding. Fighting censorship in this way is effective and costs you $0.

Pay attention to local government. Read your local newspaper, or the local-est paper you can find. (You wanna know who can probably help you read your local paper for free? Your local library.) Look up your representatives in your state and local governments, not just federal. Read their biographies online. Find out what they stand for.

When something divisive is happening in your local community (a book ban, a school board ruling on bathrooms or sports, a change in curriculum), show up. No, literally. Show up to the school board meeting, the library board meeting, the county commission meeting. If you can't show up, make a phone call. If you can't make a phone call, write an email. Your voice has the most effect on the local and state level.

Now, counterintuitively, is a really good time to get to know your neighbors. Do not self isolate out of suspicion. We are stronger together. If you need suggestions for ways to get to know those neighbors, your local library probably has groups you can join, or will start them if you ask nicely and promise to show up. Hand to the gods, a once-monthly book club or gardening club or crochet circle might be your difference between total despair and feeling maybe pretty okay.

Only talk about your personal identities and experiences if you think you will be physically safe doing so. Consider limiting your social media posting. Buy a paper diary. Talk to people in person or via secure direct message if you really want to grow relationships and make an impact. Educating others is great and important. It's also most effective when you have an existing personal relationship with the person involved in the conversation with you. Consider starting new accounts without your face or name if you choose to continue using social media.

Avoid talking about others' personal identities and experiences, particularly without their consent. Your friends, family members, children, and partners are not tools you should use to win an argument. Point to the lives of writers, activists, educators, and artists who are out if you need an illustrative example in a teaching moment with someone you know. Others' religious beliefs, immigration statuses, queer identities, and pregnancy statuses are nobody's fucking business but their own, unless they choose to tell others for their own reasons.

[berrystainedsue]

I find it intellectually riveting—nay, anthropologically spellbinding how the phrase “shipping real people is gross” only ever seems to escape the lips of those morally panicked individuals when the ship in question is Larry. Ah yes, the ancient art of selective sanctimony. A tale as old as heteronormativity.

Like, where was this moral grandstanding when the internet descended into collective hysteria over Haylor, a coupling that lasted roughly the same amount of time it takes to microwave a burrito? Or when Elounope was treated like a royal marriage forged by the gods of coordinated pap walks? Not a murmur. Not even the faint rustling of a hypocrite’s conscience.

But the minute someone so much as breathes the word “Larry,” people start clutching their pearls like Victorian debutantes confronted with ankles.

Apparently, concern for the psychological sanctity of celebrities only activates when two men are involved. Fascinating! Positively textbook! Freud is doing the Macarena in his grave.

And let’s be abundantly clear: Larry is not and hasn’t been “just a ship” since like…2012? This is not your average, garden-variety “they’d be cute together” scenario. This is a multi-layered, intertextual, slow-burn epic spanning over a decade, filled with mirrored lyrics, shared wardrobes, matching tattoos, suspicious silences, and the kind of emotionally-charged eye contact that could power a small European village.

We’re not shipping. We’re conducting a longitudinal queer study with PowerPoint presentations, Excel spreadsheets, and footnotes. Our thesis is due. MLA format. Peer-reviewed by Tumblr.

And the most mind boggling part? There is objectively more compelling, tangible, eyebrow-raising evidence that Harry and Louis are together than there ever was for Louis and Eleanor. Whose vibe resembled two wax figures posing for a Sears catalogue titled “Heterosexuality: We Swear.” Meanwhile, H&L were out here singing at each other like star-crossed lovers in a tragic musical sponsored by Modest management and Syco entertainment.

But sure, we’re the ones who need psychological evaluation.

And the absolute audacity of people dissecting one side-eye in a red carpet photo of a straight couple and calling it proof of eternal love, then turning around and calling Larries “delusional” for noticing literal patterns that have spanned an entire decade… it’s giving hypocritical rococo goblin.

If you genuinely believe shipping real people is wrong, then please kindly evacuate from every straight ship tag with the urgency of a possum in a Whole Foods. But don’t masquerade as the Patron Saint of Privacy while gleefully reposting Haylor edits with “All Too Well (10 min version)” playing in the background.

It’s not about ethics. It’s about comfort. And queer love stories—especially the ones they tried to bury under PR and denial—make people uncomfortable.

So no, we’re not “invading privacy.” We’re just exceptionally observant, chronically online, and possibly a little feral. But also? Right.

(sorry for the rant lol)

....do i have lady whistledown in my inbox???

[darkmuffinstudios]

headcanons 2 electric boogaloo part 103 because i'm still not normal

(The first post cut me off in character limit, so here's the continuation :3)

(These can be general headcanons, found family, queer platonic, or poly if you want to interpret them in any way ^^)

There's couch that can fit then entire gang on it that everyone likes to sit at. Dust dislikes anyone taking his spot, Killer constantly keeps changing spots, Cross always picks his spot last, Horror sits on the floor, and Nightmare sits in a arm chair off to the side.

Killer forces all of the gang to watch movies every so often, typically when things become stale around the castle. The rest all act like they hate it, but Horror still makes popcorn, Dust collects all the blankets, and Cross helps set up the TV.

During the winter, the gang all huddle up in Nightmare's room for a large sleepover. The castle can be big and chilly.

Nightmare used to keep a moderate distance between his subordinates and himself. However, the first time Killer ended up in the infirmary changed that. It was only the two of them, and Nightmare realized the fragility of mortals that day.

Nightmare is a worrier for several reasons.

Nightmare mixes and matches his team in groups of 2, rarely sending any one of his men on solo missions (unless absolutely necessary). Safety in numbers.

Horror's love language is giving gifts and acts of service. He feels conflicted receiving it back, preferring touch instead.

Same with the last point, Horror is a cuddle bug- to Killer's delight.

Dust can't sleep in one, continuous stretch. This results with him taking 2-3 hour power naps at varying times throughout the day.

Horror snores in his sleep. Not loudly, but kind of like a soft rumble with each breath.

Dust likes Horror's snoring. It's therapeutic.

Killer sleeps like a corpse. Still and silent- which is strange when juxtaposed by his usual, lively demeanor.

Cross is an early riser and late sleeper. His circadian rhythm is exact, and runs like clockwork.

We're not going to talk about Killer's sleep schedule. He knows its bad. No one can fix it.

When Cross first joined, he felt extremely guilty for his chocolate cravings. After a while and some encouragement from the others, he finds himself indulging himself (at least in this one regard).

Cross loves sweets, not just chocolate. Chocolate just happens to be one of his favorite things/flavors though.

Cross keeps a mini snack stash in his pocket at all times. On missions, out and about, in his room, training, etc. You can look over at him and see him pop a chocolate kiss in his mouth. His one guilty pleasure.

Nightmare and Dust enjoy their fair share of alcoholic drinks. Nightmare has quite the collection- ranging from various years of quality, make, and base. Of course, they are all expensive.

Horror and Cross are indifferent to alcohol. They may indulge in it when there is a special occasion, but otherwise they don't go out of their way.

Killer is the only one that does not enjoy alcohol. If you see him drinking, leave him be. Bro is probably going through it.

Dust sometimes wears glasses to read. Depends on if he cares to put them on or not.

Out of the group, Cross is the designated driver. Nightmare not only doesn't know how to, but also doesn't have full peripheral vision. Horror and Dust would get stressed out/overstimulated on the road.

Killer is the backup driver, but there is a 80% chance of the car crashing at the end. Despite this, he's one hell of a getaway driver.

Horror likes to spend time out in the garden.

Killer is the only one which has explored every room/inch in the castle. He sometimes uses secret passages to scare the others, or cut his walking time in half.

Cross has a nervous habit of fidgeting with his heart locket.

Dust has claustrophobia. Small spaces, large crowds, feeling trapped? He'll come out swinging.

Everyone knows this and always is careful to make sure Dust has an easy out whenever they nap together.

Nightmare is always the one to attend to any of their wounds when they get hurt on missions. He fusses and lectures and rants the whole time he's bandaging them up, mending broken bones, treating illnesses. Everyone knows its because he cares.

Dust get sick the easiest. Because his own magic is trying to boil him alive from the inside out sometimes.

Killer is the least likely to get sick.

Nightmare can't get sick.

Okay, well, Nightmare can, but it would have to be like. the plague to end all plagues.

Nightmare doesn't let any of the boys buy apples.

The only times Horror wears his hood over his head is if its raining/snowing. His head gets itchy if he wears it up for too long.

Killer has a knife on him at all times. You can pat this man down, take off a couple of knives, and he can still shank you afterwards.

All of them, to some extent, have trust issues. They learn to trust each other over time, though.

Nightmare hangs up pictures of his boys up in his office. He even frames them.

Nightmare has a secret picture tucked in a drawer in his desk. It's a drawing that Dream had made for him (a crude drawing of the both of them in a field of flowers), one he had safely folded and tucked into his favorite book as a child.

After the whole apple fiasco, the book barely survived (the picture along with it) and Nightmare rereads it whenever he's feeling sentimental.

Killer is extremely nosy. If he can't get what he wants by asking/prodding, he'll snoop. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back and all.

I don't remember if I mentioned this in the other post, but Nightmare's bed is HUGE. Like King Deluxe plus plus. It also has those fancy canopy, curtain things that can close around the bed.

Killer's bed doesn't have a bedframe, just a mattress.

Dust's bed is circular and decently big. It also has that drape canopy that can cover it, as well as a shit ton of pillows.

Horror gets cold easily.

Nightmare makes sure Horror gets enough blankets during particular cold nights. Maybe a heater too.

Killer has a bad habit of sleeping in other people's rooms. He just barges in and makes himself at home. Over time, the others have let him get away with it.

Lots of mirrors in the castle were taken down after Dust shattered the first few.

That doesn't stop Killer from having a full body one in his room though.

Cross has a favorite training dummy.

Horror names his weapons and kitchen tools. He tends to keep that to himself.

Killer, weirdly enough, knows how to repair clothes. Hole in your jacket? He can stitch it back fairly neatly.

Dust has ripped quite a few sets of clothes in his days. He's gotten used to shrugging them off and dumping them on Killer.

Killer always returns Dust's stuff with a little chocolate inside the pocket/with it (probably stolen from Cross's stash).

When Horror gets anxious, he starts to pick at the crack in his head. To stop this habit, he just sits on his hands.

Nightmare thinks its a little amusing that Horror sits on his hands. Hey, if it works for Horror, then that's all the king needs.

Whenever Nightmare needs to run errands, he always brings Cross with him and lets Killer hold down the fort in his absence.

Cross works hard with Nightmare every year to ensure that their realm can't be found by anyone else. Encrypting code, manipulating magic, etc. While this is an annual thing that they do, Cross checks up on the state of it every month diligently.

Nightmare and Killer like the ocean. They visit it sometimes.

Horror makes sure to create meals that are balanced, healthy, and to preference. Also likes to keep the fridge stocked up.

Cross and Dust sometimes play chess with each other.

The whole gang (minus Nightmare) love playing cards.

Uno cards are banned from the castle after Nightmare repaired the three large holes in his castle wall.

Horror puts all of his food scraps in a compost bin and recycles it into his garden.

Aaaaand that's the limit again.

Very silly to think about, but I might make a separate one concerning ships/bsp because my mind started to wander LMAOOOOO

Hope you enjoy these!

[reallyromealone]

Hi! This is my first ask!

Will you ever do more of oh hey a mate(s)

I love it, and your writing keep up the amazing work (*つ▽`)っ♡

Title: oh look, a mate(s)

Chapter: four

Fandom: obey me

Characters: obey me cast, original characters

Fic type: reader insert

Pairings: avatars x male reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, fluff, nsfw themes, gay, queer, omega male reader, mpreg

Notes: seeing people actually want more of this makes me very happy, I will not know if you guys want more unless you guys straight up tell me

🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

(Name) Woke in a sense of disorientation, face pressed against a warm chest and arms wrapped around him, slowly sitting up and looking around to see the disaster that was the bedroom.

He remembered everything, every position... Every sound and god everything he said...

His body was littered with bites and bruises, hips burning and lips swollen, whining when he tried to get up not seeing Lucifer's eyes snap open at the sound and not to long after the others woke "you shouldn't move" Lucifer said seriously, causing (name) to look at him "I need to use the restroom..." The alphas made sounds of discontent but Lucifer moved to lift him, adjusting (name) to carry him the ensuite washroom and (name) was still in awe at the running water that the palace had, something his childhood home could never afford.

Lucifer set him down on the toilet before turning to start the bath, putting in oils and soaps that made the room smell devine.

(Name) Looked at the others body, seeing claw marks and bites scattered across his body.

When he finished, Lucifer carried him to the bath and felt the Omega trace the bite mark "did I do this?"

"You have quite the bite force, my star" Lucifer teased before settling him in the tub and gently kissing him "truly one that would rival ours" he watched (name) preen from the attention, a soft purr ripping from his throat. (Name) Was so docile post heat, letting Lucifer bathe him gently, the others joining in and lavishing him with attention and sweet kisses. (Name) Subconsciously kept a hand on his stomach, as to keep it safe from any danger and the alphas were pleased that their sense of smell was correct, immediately smelling the scent of pregnancy during the heat.

There was a small bet placed on who got him pregnant, (name) just letting Asmodeus play with his fingers and head lulling a bit "no sleeping in the water, beloved" Asmodeus spoke softly "no matter how tempting it is" Balphegor added and (name) felt himself lifted by Beelzebub and wrapped in towels.

When (name) was more coherent, the Omega was brought to the palace doctor to check on any wounds that would need bandaging "thankfully due to the effects of the bond, he's healing remarkably well not to mention the venom..." Checking the mating marks, he wrote down some notes "and now... Onto the pregnancy" the doctor mumbled and (name) perked up at this, the Omega fidgeting slightly while sitting on the table "with magic we can determine your pregnancy and with modern medicine we can determine the amount"

(Name) Nodded and let the doctor work, Satan watching carefully while (name) tried to not wince at the sensation of the gel, watching it shift from clear to gold "as expected, you are pregnant..." The doctor said "congratulations! And now let's find out how many!"

-

Lucifer decided that the pregnancy to be under wraps, at least till (name)s far along enough to be safe.He didn't need more attempts on his mates life even if he was immortal now., Especially with the incantation on his stomach, he could go into heat from an assassination attempt.

(Name) Walked through the gardens, ravens sitting on trees and lamp posts around him and following closely as even if his mates couldn't be with him 24/7, there would always be a bird in the sky or a fly on the wall to watch him.

The alphas dressed him up in the finest clothes, lavishly draped on him and loose enough to not harm the pup and the robes were easy for the alphas to take off if needed. (Name) Tried to not grow flustered at how touchy the alphas were after his heat, he swore they tried to take him everywhere any anywhere... Even Lucifer had him spread out on the demon princes desk this afternoon! He was already pregnant, why did they need to keep trying!

He wouldn't deny though, it felt nice being so wanted not to mention it felt like nothing he ever experienced before. He was lost in his thoughts, the bracelets around his wrists jingling slightly with each step and a soft hum leaving his lips. He adjusted to the palace life quite easily, like he always belonged here and he was happy he found love in the form of his alphas.

He couldn't stop thinking of his wedding though, his family showing up and his sister... He wasn't told the exact details of what went on but he knew she had something to do with it.

He could feel it in the wind, something was going to happen and he needed to protect his loved ones from it however he could. He may be human but he could try his best! He had to be confident in himself!

He was lost in his thoughts, not realizing that the sky had turned grey and before he knew it, a drop of rain fell on his nose. Looking up he felt more and more droplets hit him and ran under a nearby stone gazebo to keep from the rain and watched it with am almost childlike grin, he loved the rain ever since he was a child.

His grandmother told him it was the heavens washing away the troubles of that day to make tomorrow fresh and new. The rain hit down heavy and fast, making it hard to see ahead and (name) wouldn't replace it. (Name) Sat on the bench and leaned forward, resting his head on his arms while watching not knowing the chaos that was going on around him.

A servant tried to poison (name)s food, everyone outside the demon princes unaware that poisons bad no effect on him in that sense but they still didn't want him poisoned.

Pleasure or not he would still be incapacitated against his will and they simply wouldn't allow it, especially his condition.

AND NOW THEY COULDN'T FIND HIM DUE TO THE RAIN MUDDLING HIS SCENT!

the guards searched high and low and the princes hunted the gardens before Mammon spotted (name) petting a hell hound pup, one of Cerberus' little ones that must have gotten out "there you are!" The silver haired man said with a sense of relief, a tanned band reaching towards his mate who smiled "I made a friend , sorry if I worried you" Mammon was worried when it started raining, his birds useless in such conditions.

Mammon never cared much for dogs, finding them a bit gross but (name) seemed happy with the creature so the greed avatar tolerated it just as long as the thing didn't take away too much attention from him. (Name) Walked under the huffy demons wing, Mammon not admitting it but he loved how close the omega was and the mix if his pharamones and the rain drove him insane.

It wasn't until later, after (name) bathed and fell asleep that the alphas met in the war room to discuss things "they want a meeting?" Satan raised an eyebrow and Lucifer nodded and the blond felt a spike of anger surge through him "that's awfully convenient timing for them, no?"

"For a chance at a treaty it would be in our interest to allow it but to have one in our home?" Asmodeus said with a tone of scandal, clearly no one was happy about it.

"And any updates on the sister?" The topic shifted and that was another can of worms, she most likely fled to another nation to avoid treason, her face plastered across the country after all.

"Leviathan, please pour me a drink"

The servants quarters were filled with whispers and gossip, everyone fascinated about the new Omega of the house and the fact a cook tried to kill him. "You're new here but that's ok, I can catch you up!" A redheaded maid said to the new girl, the two sharing a room "the masters of the house have a mate who will be Queen consort come autumn and Chef Aldeur tried to poison him but prince Beelzebub ate the prince of the haunted meadows meal-- oh apparently because now they're mates the Omega has power over the entire meadows which includes the woods and that's like 15% of the country! Anyways I can't believe he would do...." The maids voice slowly faded away as the new maid lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling, blond hair like a halo around her head.

"Anyways, what's your name? I'm alice!"

"I'm Lilith" her voice soft and oh so gentle, like a fresh rose.

[cosmicplexus]

Mars In Men Part 1

11 January 2025, 22:02(Gemini Moon transits make this so much easier)

Note: Based on my experiences of heterosexual men, but I'm quite positive there are similarities with queer men🤍

🥀I often get questions from friends regarding how to know if he's truly attracted to you and what he's attracted to. While I do love sharing my knowledge and observations and wish I could share this knowledge with every girl, I advise you guys to not use this to force yourself where you are not wanted. You are worthy and deserve better and you should use this to avoid getting your time wasted. Without further ado, let me share...🥀

♂️Aries Mars ~ He's attracted to confident women; your go-getters, bold and daring kind. He loves women that are sexually expressive and he may be the type to like women that live a lifestyle centred around fitness, sport or some sort of physical activity. He likes fit women and is attracted to women that are body conscious and constantly work at maintaining their body. Meekness may turn him off, which is ironic because he seeks submission, but prefers to tame more dominant women.

♂️ Taurus Mars ~ He's a beauty digger. If beauty is the magnet then he's the coin. He likes conventionally attractive women. He's moreso into curvier women and just like the cancer mars, he may like his women on the really thicker side(There is obviously exceptions to this). He tends to look for beauty first then everything else after. He's the type to fall in love off looks alone. He likes a woman that constantly adorns herself, more than the libra mars man contrary to popular belief. He prefers for the woman he chooses to be more than easy on the eyes. He's impressed by a good dressing style. He's impressed by women with something going on for themselves as he values having money and people with money. Another way to his heart is through good food.

♂️ Gemini Mars ~ While he's an intellectual and may lean more towards brainy women, this man has an air of superficiality. He prefers a conventionally attractive woman, but may create an exception if he finds her mind attractive. Overall this man likes to be mentally stimulated and literally does get turnt on from intellectual conversations. He's attracted to knowledgeable women, the witty kind and he likes for his women to have a youthful side to them, keep up with the trends and be cool.

♂️Cancer Mars ~ This may sound weird to some, but he's attracted to women that model after the maternal figure he had growing up, could be his mom or other figure. He's attracted to nurturing women that he feels have a maternal thing to them, but he attaches a look to it. He's a sucker for plus-sized women and while there may be exceptions, I don't advise slim women to entertain this man. He automatically perceives your more curvier women to be maternal and nurturing regardless of whether it's true or not. He has a breeding kink, but may be all over the place about it which may result into him planting his seed in multiple gardens.

♂️Leo Mars ~ He's the flamboyant kind so he gravitates towards those he feels he'll be proud to show off. It could be in their looks, dressing sense or even accolades. He's attracted to a woman that represents herself quite well in public merely on the basis of appearances. While he wants to be at the center of the spotlight, he wants someone that'll look good sharing some of the spotlight with him. He's attracted to self-assured women and may be the type to want you to have some clout to your name. He may not be comfortable with women with more buzz than he does.

♂️Virgo Mars ~ This man is very picky and more judgemental than the usual. He looks for cleanliness in a woman more than the average man. Any sign of disorder may turn him off. He's attracted to ambitious women with something to their name. He likes women who make their own money. He's attracted to a woman who's put together. He wants to be able to brag about your accolades. Determination and hard work are a turn on to him more than the usual man. He may not be too particular about the physical specifications, but neatness will always do wonders with this man. He's also quite the intellectual, but for more practical reasons and a woman with a sensible mind is someone he wants by his side.

We're at the end of part 1...stay tuned for part 2

~cosmic plexus ©🌻🌻🌻

[pftones3482]

Being so serious when I say that NOW more than ever, if you live in the US, you NEED to preserve physical media.

- Physical books, ESPECIALLY commonly banned/likely to be banned ones (not just the classics - those are important, but people are much more likely to have those secured. I'm talking children's literature, especially non-white and LGBTQIA stories. I'm talking religious texts, gardening books, crafting books ((sewing especially)), dictionaries/books in other languages, ESPECIALLY native American languages - get em all)

- Physical music - CDs, records, cassettes, whatever you can get your hands on. If you have the ability to get the supplies to burn your own CDs with modern music, even better. Songs about dissent and rebellion, queerness, blackness, a lot of punk/rock/rap, will be the first stuff to be targeted

- Movies - DVDs, VHS, whatever. We've seen with Netflix removing their own original shows that content can disappear off the face of the earth with a snap. I've been collecting my favorite movies from childhood, highly recommend you do the same

- Cookbooks. In a worst case scenario, it is very handy to have recipes in a physical book. Most cookbooks also have sections with information on how to properly and safely cook many foods, which can be helpful. If you don't own a cookbook, start by taking your favorite recipes from online and either print them out and put them in a folder OR do what I do and hand copy them into a notebook (your hand will hurt but you can personalize the recipes easily that way!)

We are entering an age where our media is being controlled by fewer and fewer people, one big monopoly. Preserve it while we can. And while you're at it, read Fahrenheit 451. It is, in my opinion, one of the most important banned books you could ever read to understand WHY the preservation of media is so important

[makingqueerhistory]

Queer history fact: (493-534 BC) Duke Ling, a married man, was madly in love with his courtesan, Mizi Xia. Mizi Xia was said to be incredibly beautiful and well-loved throughout Wie, the land the Duke ruled. While the two were in an extramarital relationship, the Duke was very open about his love for the other man.

When Xia's mother became ill Xia forged the Duke's signature to take one of the carriages. This offence was punishable by cutting off the thief's feet, but when Xia returned, the Duke didn't punish him. Instead, he praised his love's loyalty to family and willingness to face punishment to be with his mother.

Another source of pride for the Duke was the bitten peach; a symbol still used to signify love between men in China. While walking through the garden together, Xia picked a peach and took a single bite. When he realized it was particularly sweet, he gave it to the Duke. The Duke praised Xia, saying:

"How sincere is your love for me! You forgot your appetite and thought only of giving me good things to eat!”

It is a beautiful story, but its telling begins for another reason. It was originally recorded by a scholar who used the story's beginning and eventual end as a parable. It was said that after Xia's beauty faded, so did the Duke's love for him. He was accused of crimes against the Duke—the crimes for which he'd received praise. The theft of the carriage and the gift of the half-eaten peach, once hailed by the Duke, now brought punishment for Xia. The scholar used the Duke's shifting attitude to ward against the dangers of falling into the favour of powerful people.

[toadminako]

In the wake of the follow-up Davechella Q&A, I've assembled my interpretations of the modern AU characters - I tried to keep it mostly in-line with what's in the text, but a few headcanons have slipped in. Feel free to disagree!

15. Gibson: The most sullen gay you’ve ever met who listens to the most miserable songs you’ve ever heard. Deeply cares about his boyfriend Hickey and supports him getting therapy. Always goes to DJ DollEyes gigs even though he claims he doesn’t vibe with that kind of music – in fact he’s secretly counting down the days until the new Lady Gaga album.

14. Hartnell: Just a cool guy having a chill day. A major simp for his hot blonde girlfriend. Likes a Sunday morning lie-in.

13. Collins: A sensitive man who suffers from thalassophobia and thanatophobia, but tries to cope with his anxieties by being a terminal Wife Guy. Enjoys a bit of metal.

12. Hodgson: Loves a diva and singing in French. An obsessive James Bond fan who will bore you with factoids if given the chance. May have just gone through a messy breakup, or maybe that’s just Christos’ ultra-sad playlist talking.

11. Bridgens: A sweet, old-fashioned fellow who just wants to be left alone to enjoy gardening in privacy with his problematically young husband.

10. Tozer: A newly minted bisexual with a huge collection of threadbare hoodies who will provide the Spotify Premium account and happily drive for hours to fuck you if you ask him nicely. Sometimes dabbles in a messy BDSM relationship with Undiagnosed Hickey, but he knows it isn’t good for either of them.

9. Irving: Somehow manages to be even more of a repressed homosexual than his OG counterpart. Still a practicing Christian to some degree while having a lot of concerns over the role the church plays in modern politics. Collects blurays of sentimental queer movies but rarely gets laid. May have an unrequited (?) crush on Hickey or Tozer which he spends a lot of his private time “unloading” about 😏.

8. Blanky: By far the coolest of your friends’ dads. Spent his youth smoking weed and vibing to Santana, but nowadays he just wants to grill. He fucks for sure, and he fucks great, but doesn’t always have the energy (or the pills) and is just as happy to throw on a prog rock vinyl with you.

7. Jopson: The bestest and most specialist DJ, beloved by all, who only very occasionally gets introspective about his mummy issues. Curated Jamie’s hospital playlist.

6. Little: Spent some years serving in the armed forces but it’s left him with a lot of misgivings over modern imperialism and what it does to the young people who join up. Now he’s stuck in a middle management job with a boss he hates. Suffers from depression and anxiety which he raw-dogs by listening to Green Day.

5. Goodsir: A well-meaning guy who loves world music. Probably has an insufferable instagram account where he posts photos of his travels with the hashtag #blessed. Still in some manner of close relationship with Silna.

4. Hickey: Without treatment he was really struggling with a confused sense of identity and feeling generally disconnected from the world and other people. Post-treatment he still has a lot of anger but is slowly working through some major daddy issues he didn't even realise he had. His relationship with Gibson is much more stable now that he’s medicated, and he keeps sending his boyfriend achingly romantic mixtapes, which Gibson fucking hates.

3. Fitzjames: A beautiful man who became a beautiful woman and didn’t hurt anyone in the process, only gathering love around her 😭. She may have also been in the armed forces in the past, which left her with some trauma, but she has a great deal of love for the people she served with. A dog person who loves going to the opera.

2. Crozier: A miserable old grouch but one who isn’t actually doing that badly all things considered. He’s now at an age where goodbyes take up a lot of his life, but ever since he made a veiled confession by putting “Your Song” on Jamie’s hospital playlist, they’ve been steadily growing closer.

1. Silna: Living her best life, enjoying both modern music and exploring her cultural roots. Still carries some anger over how women and indigenous women especially are being treated today, but she has a close, supportive family of strong women who lift her up. Has a romantic partner whose gender is left ambiguous.

[mrcrawly]

Daryl Dixon Headcanons

got to the part in s7 where Daryl makes it back to Hilltop. OUGHHHH my shayla 💔💔💔💔💔 anyways Daryl is my fave and these have been cooking a while

likes Legos. i think the pipeline would be that he found a set of them on a run and brought them back for Carl and Carl asked him to help. he likes all the little intricate pieces and parts, kinda for the same reason he likes working with cars and bikes

DEFINITELY owned a dirtbike as a kid

likes the little honeysuckle flowers and will still stop to take one when he finds them

has been hunting for most of his life (obviously) but took up the crossbow because he hated the sound of a gun going off

his dad owned a lot of guns so he had a negative association with them before the outbreak and just had to learn to deal with it after

really cautious about making fire pits after what happened to his mom

got blackout drunk after Beth died and then never drank again

can't stand even the smell of peach schnapps

sweet tooth but doesn't get much of a chance to have sweets; Carol used to sneak him chocolate in Alexandria when she got some to make cookies

really likes cherries and peaches

took in a stray cat as a kid and never named it, just called it 'kitty' or 'cat,' but it got scared off when he dad was yelling and raving and he never found it again so he stopped keeping pets

always seems really mean to people who don't know him when they try to get acquainted but he's just insanely awkward

doesn't have the best social skills because he didn't have good examples growing up and was often isolated from other people

plays dress up with Judith whenever she wants

he always felt aroace to me and i cannot explain this

but he generally just feels queer to me can someone back me up on that

he seems like one of those characters the writers are going to give a gf just so people stop thinking he's gay

got REALLY protective over Maggie after Glenn died; he'll feel terrible forever that his bad decision was part of the reason Glenn got killed but Maggie never blamed him for it

has nightmares of talking to Glenn's headless body in the cell he was kept in

wanted to be a dad but feels like he's too old and that he wouldn't be any good at it anyway

has never seen, heard of, or spoken the word 'chapstick' in his life. i know them lips are dry as a BONE

is used to sleeping curled up in a ball because he was always on the run and sleeping any other way made him feel vulnerable but he fucking starfished across the bed they gave him at Alexandria. like i mean he took up the ENTIRE mattress by himself

deliberately does not take painkillers when he has pains because he thinks it makes him stronger

would probably like gardening if anyone taught him to do it

"my sweet boo bear darling angel baby sweetheart" i say about a character who is fictional and also a grown man

[ai-manre]

Hang on king, a true warrior queen is coming

The strength he admires:

Val stood on the platform as still as if she had been carved of salt. She will not weep nor look away. Jon wondered what Ygritte would have done in her place. The women are the strong ones. - Jon III ADWD

Drogon roared. The sound filled the pit. A furnace wind engulfed her. The dragon's long scaled neck stretched toward her. When his mouth opened, she could see bits of broken bone and charred flesh between his black teeth. His eyes were molten. I am looking into hell, but I dare not look away. She had never been so certain of anything. - Dany IX ADWD

The shared loneliness:

Even with Ygritte sleeping beside him, he felt alone. - Jon V ASOS

She sat up with her hair disheveled and the bedclothes atangle. Her captain slept beside her, yet she was alone. - Dany VII ADWD

Lonely lovely lethal:

All the same, the wildling princess was not beloved of her gaolers. She scorned them all as "kneelers," and had thrice attempted to escape. When one man-at-arms grew careless in her presence she had snatched his dagger from its sheath and stabbed him in the neck. Another inch to the left and he might have died. Lonely and lovely and lethal, Jon Snow reflected, and I might have had her. - Jon III ADWD

Xaro took another bite, chewed, swallowed. "Daenerys, sweet queen, I cannot tell you what pleasure it gives me to bask once more in your presence. A child departed Qarth, as lost as she was lovely. I feared she was sailing to her doom, yet now I find her here enthroned, mistress of an ancient city, surrounded by a mighty host that she raised up out of dreams." - Dany III ADWD

Silver hair:

Beyond, the haunted forest waited, dark and silent. The light of the half-moon turned Val's honey-blond hair a pale silver and left her cheeks as white as snow. She took a deep breath. "The air tastes sweet." - Jon VIII ADWD

Dany's skin was flushed and pink when she climbed from the tub. Jhiqui laid her down to oil her body and scrape the dirt from her pores. Afterward Irri sprinkled her with spiceflower and cinnamon. While Doreah brushed her hair until it shone like spun silver, she thought about the moon, and eggs, and dragons. - Dany III AGOT

Wish for a dragon/wish for a rider:

We should have twenty trebuchets, not two, and they should be mounted on sledges and turntables so we could move them. It was a futile thought. He might as well wish for another thousand men, and maybe a dragon or three. - Jon VIII ASOS

The dragon has three heads. There are two men in the world who I can trust, if I can find them. I will not be alone then. We will be three against the world, like Aegon and his sisters. - Dany VI ASOS

Wishing for a dragon/wishing for someone to love a dragon:

"The Lysene pirate? Some say he has returned to his old haunts, this is so. And Lord Redwyne's war fleet creeps through the Broken Arm as well. On its way home, no doubt. But these men and their ships are well-known to us. No, these other sails … from farther east, perhaps … one hears queer talk of dragons."

Jon: "Would that we had one here. A dragon might warm things up a bit." - Jon IX ADWD

She was the blood of the dragon. She could kill the Sons of the Harpy, and the sons of the sons, and the sons of the sons of the sons. But a dragon could not feed a hungry child nor help a dying woman's pain. And who would ever dare to love a dragon? - Dany II ADWD

Shared prayers

Gods of the wood, grant me the strength to do the same, Jon Snow prayed silently. Give me the wisdom to know what must be done and the courage to do it. - Jon VII ADWD

Gods, she prayed, you took Khal Drogo, who was my sun-and-stars. You took our valiant son before he drew a breath. You have had your blood of me. Help me now, I pray you. Give me the wisdom to see the path ahead and the strength to do what I must to keep my children safe. - Dany V ADWD

Winter rose/flowers instead of violence:

If I could show her Winterfell . . . give her a flower from the glass gardens [...]

Ygritte: "Then I'd push him in a stream or throw a bucket o' water on him. Anyhow, men shouldn't smell sweet like flowers."

Jon: "What's wrong with flowers?" - Jon V ASOS

A blue flower grew from a chink in a wall of ice, and filled the air with sweetness. . . . mother of dragons, bride of fire . . . - Dany IV ADWD

"No heads," Dany insisted. "Once you brought me flowers." - Dany VII ADWD

Ruler of ruins:

He stalked across the yard, into the teeth of that wind. His cloak flapped loudly from his shoulders. Ghost came after. Where am I going? What am I doing? Castle Black was still and silent, its halls and towers dark. My seat, Jon Snow reflected. My hall, my home, my command. A ruin. - Jon VI ADWD

I am queen over a city built on dust and death. - Dany I ADWD

Turned off by their crushes due to violence against innocent:

"North of the Wall it is. Hemlock is a sure cure, but a pillow or a blade will work as well. If I had given birth to that poor child, I would have given her the gift of mercy long ago." This was a Val that Jon had never seen before. "Princess Shireen is the queen's only child." - Jon XI ADWD

Daario: "Better the butcher than the meat. All kings are butchers. Are queens so different?"

Dany: "This queen is." - Dany IV ADWD

Compassion and desire to save an entire people:

"Thousands of enemies. Thousands of wildlings."

Thousands of people, Jon thought. Men, women, children. Anger rose inside him, but when he spoke his voice was quiet and cold. - Jon VIII ADWD

"When Aegon the Dragon stepped ashore in Westeros, the kings of Vale and Rock and Reach did not rush to hand him their crowns. If you mean to sit his Iron Throne, you must win it as he did, with steel and dragonfire. And that will mean blood on your hands before the thing is done."

Blood and fire, thought Dany. The words of House Targaryen. She had known them all her life. "The blood of my enemies I will shed gladly. The blood of innocents is another matter. Eight thousand Unsullied they would offer me. Eight thousand dead babes. Eight thousand strangled dogs." - Dany II ASOS

Warrior princess:

Val looked the part and rode as if she had been born on horseback. A warrior princess, he decided, not some willowy creature who sits up in a tower, brushing her hair and waiting for some knight to rescue her. - Jon XI ADWD

Dany mounted her silver. She could feel her heart thumping in her chest. She felt desperately afraid. Was this what my brother would have done? She wondered if Prince Rhaegar had been this anxious when he saw the Usurper's host formed up across the Trident with all their banners floating on the wind. She stood in her stirrups and raised the harpy's fingers above her head for all the Unsullied to see. "IT IS DONE!" she cried at the top of her lungs. "YOU ARE MINE!" She gave the mare her heels and galloped along the first rank, holding the fingers high. "YOU ARE THE DRAGON'S NOW! YOU'RE BOUGHT AND PAID FOR! IT IS DONE! IT IS DONE!" - Dany III ASOS

No one was calling her Daenerys the Conqueror yet, but perhaps they would. Aegon the Conqueror had won Westeros with three dragons, but she had taken Meereen with sewer rats and a wooden cock, in less than a day. - Dany VI ADWD

A coppersmith had fashioned her a suit of burnished rings to wear to war. She accepted it with fulsome thanks; it was lovely to behold, and all that burnished copper would flash prettily in the sun, though if actual battle threatened, she would sooner be clad in steel. Even a young girl who knew nothing of the ways of war knew that. - Dany I ADWD

Ten years ago I would have sensed what Daenerys meant to do. Ten years ago I would have been quick enough to stop her. Instead he had stood befuddled as she leapt into the pit, shouting her name, then running uselessly after her across the scarlet sands. - The Queensguard ADWD

Wildling/no southron lady:

"And yes, I will take your women too. I have no need of blushing maidens looking to be protected, but I will take as many spearwives as will come." - Jon V ADWD

The carcass was too heavy for him to bear back to his lair, so Drogon consumed his kill there, tearing at the charred flesh as the grasses burned around them, the air thick with drifting smoke and the smell of burnt horsehair. Dany, starved, slid off his back and ate with him, ripping chunks of smoking meat from the dead horse with bare, burned hands. In Meereen I was a queen in silk, nibbling on stuffed dates and honeyed lamb, she remembered. What would my noble husband think if he could see me now? Hizdahr would be horrified, no doubt. But Daario … Daario would laugh, carve off a hunk of horsemeat with his arakh, and squat down to eat beside her. - Dany XI ADWD

Shared pet plays!

Jon squatted to let the direwolf close his jaws around his wrist, tugging his hand back and forth. It was a game they played. But when he glanced up, he saw Ygritte watching with eyes as wide and white as hen's eggs. - Jon VI ACOK

Drogon looped his neck around to nip at her hand. His teeth were very sharp, but he never broke her skin when they played like this. Dany laughed, and rolled him back and forth until he roared, his tail lashing like a whip. It is longer than it was, she saw, and tomorrow it will be longer still. - Dany IV ASOS

Add more please!

[tshifty]

actually yk what im going to just make a running list of things ive been thinking about and others may also want to over the coming weeks and months, and ill just keep updating this so it's shared:

if you are transitioning or are hoping to, make a plan to talk to your local abortion funds and radical queer orgs about how they are going to maintain access to T and other hormones etc.

if you take birth control, start thinking through ways to maintain your access. they will be coming for birth control and likely other forms of contraception too.

make sure you know who your local abortion funds are, and/or abortion funds in states surrounding where you live. they will be stockpiling plan B, you also can do that it has a 4 year shelf life.

if your passport expires anytime in the next 4 years I would encourage going ahead and getting it renewed. it will last 10 years.

know who your neighbors are. talk to your neighbors. im so serious. online communities are great but we need people in our real daily lives. join a club or an organization if you aren't part of one. find your people. community will be our grounding point.

does your area have a community garden? find where! know where your food pantries are. start thinking through ways to look out not only for yourself but for your neighbors and communities, for those who already are struggling and whose circumstances will get increasingly worse.

look into tap water filtration and air purifiers. if and when they gut governmental institutions it will start impacting our air and water, particularly if you live in a major city. yall saw what the wildfire smoke did across the northern US last year, that will happen again.

start to slowly stock up on covid tests. many city libraries give out free covid tests-- don't go grab a ton all at once, but just make sure you have a few boxes on hand for yourself and your friends/family. make sure you're keeping a pulse on the expiration dates, but they typically last quite a while and many are good even beyond the originally listed expiration date.

are you up to date on your vaccines? if not, make sure to get that done at your next doctor's appointment.

[ultimate-marysue]

How I feel my Batfam ships may or may not have children (please don't take me seriously I just need wholesomeness):

Dickkory: multiple bio kids, I'm pretty sure this is canon in some future/alternative universes. I think DC should set Kori free on a PTA meeting with no one explain to her the absurd social rules Karens set. The shitty mothers would hate her because she's over here, playing dumb on purpose until they're forced to admit they're just being annoying/egocentric and not actually asking to better their kid's education. Also, career day would be crazy considering Dick changes jobs every few months to get involved into whatever business he's investigating. Like, one year he's a cop, next he's a super model, next he's a college professor somehow. Kori thinks it's really funny so she insists on Dick being the one to go.

Dickbabs: they either don't have kids (just adopt a bunch of rescues) or maybe have one adoptive kid. Other than Cass who is Babs daughter I don't care what anyone thinks. Just Dick, Barbara and Barbara's daughter who is also Dick's sister. Also, Babs got lucky with Cass being homeschooled, the second she has to deal with the school system she's on the phone with the president blackmailing him to fix it. Easy to say, Dick deals with school exclusively from them on.

BabsDinah: they're the lesbian aunts (that end up doing a lot of the parenting because they can't help themselves). Like, neither of them would really want to have kids of their own, but the second a young vigilante with a shit ton of issues gets dropped in their doorstep it's on. Like, officially they'd be mentors, but they all see each other as family.

Stephcass: Cass is a ticking bomb, she's going to find an ex-murderer kid in need of guidance and just bring them home. Steph is not thrilled at first because they're so young still until she realizes "oh wait no, we're like, adult adults now" and then she has a crisis (unrelated to the child). Also Steph would love love to prove she's better than her father (but would be terrified of messing up). At first they're really chill but soon enough they turn it into a competition with the other Bats. Not a competition between their kids, mind you ("no Cass, that's bad parenting") but a competition of who's the best parent. Jason is terrified of them, but the rest are absolutely down.

Jayroy: asides from our beautiful wonderful and just overall fantastic Lian Harper, I think they might end up adopting some kids. What can I say? I think Jason should have Bruce's adoption gene, but specially for kids in dangerous/hard situations. I'm talking the older kids that never get adopted or younger kids with some sort of disability that need extra accomodations. I think Jason would try very hard to avoid them being vigilantes at least until they're 18. Roy is more chill with vigilantism because well, Lian turned out fine, but he respects Jason's opinion. Most important, no child of his is going to be a Robin to Bruce fucking Wayne. Also, everyone in the PTA would love them, they'd be super involved and Jason would make sure to bribe the appropriate people with muffins.

TimKon: test tube baby, not on purpose though. Like, I don't see Tim as someone actively wanting kids (especially not biological ones) and Kon wouldn't want his kid having to face the problems he did. But like, if Cadmus pulls some weird shit and there's a super baby for the taking, they would both want to make sure they give him the most loving upbringing possible. Another option is Tim accidentally creating their baby while trying to clone Kon while he was dead. That one's plausible and has a lot of angst hurt/comfort potential. Also, Teen Dad Tim after being extremely parentified during his early teens taking care of Bruce (while grieving everyone!) is evil , but a compelling kind of evil. Like a trainwreck you can't look away from.

TimBer: dual income no kids kinda queers. They're over here taking their various nephews to Olive Garden and Disneyland only to drop them off and go live their lovely stress free lives. They may adopt a kid, but that would be only when they really settled down. Let Tim enjoy his 20s (if he ever gets there) my boy has been through enough.

Dukeizzy: again, maybe it's because Duke's still pretty young so he hasn't showed much interest or inclination toward parenting, but I don't have a lot of info to go with. Personally either Dual income "take the kids to do airsoft" kinda uncle/aunt, I can see both of them being really good at giving advice to younger vigilantes (the whole situation of We Are Robin gives you a lot of insight in the power of child vigilantes separated from any mentors, so they're in a particular good spot to mediate between the kids and adults). In the case of them having kids, I think they should inherit Dukes autism (I love that headcanon) and both he and Izzy would be those parents making damn sure their kids get the accommodations they need specially at school. If their kids choose to become vigilantes you bet they're gonna be unionized.

Also, I don't have any particular ship for Damian but you bet that if that boy ever becomes a parent they'd be the softest, sweetest father in the world.

[regexkind]

I am not immune to the siren song of feeling desired, so I have occasion to allure the youths of my area with my rosy breasts, my laugh that queers the binary between falling rain and the tinkle of bells, my knowledge of the innermost secrets of the universe, et cetera, et cetera.

As such, I was recently visiting a garden while courting a young student of experimental theology. I had occasion to explain the theory of virtual particles, and to illustrate my point, I transformed the dancing dust in a shaft of light into a swarm of gnats and then back again. Ever since, he has been monomaniacally focused on understanding the secret lore that enabled this minor cantrip. He is no longer under the spell of my exquisite beauty. I think I shall put his eyes out.