#goose draws gravity fall

[lesbiantvfish]

A halloween art trick or treat! How about something from Gravity Falls? Any character you want.

schwendy :] coz at 15 I was also woodworking. #lumberjack respect

[crow0king]

ok, so I'm trying to create Fiddleford's design but i'm conflicted between these three species (mainly the snow goose + night heron)....

cuz they all do kinda fit into him with each of their traits.

[roseauraex]

I made a shit tone more of gravity falls and goosebumps movie content. And content mixed of the both of them. I'm thinking of making it an Au, I Call it Gravity Falls gets Goosebumps! Au

Or maybe goose falls? Gravity bumps?

Fuck it lets call it

THE SPOOKEMUPS AU

Anywas here's the images

Hope you all enjoyed these dumb little drawings

REMEMBER DUMMIES!

GRAVITY IS AN ILLUSION THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM, BUY GOLD BYEEEE

[cheese-chase]

I have no idea if you’ve ever talked about this, and sorry if you have, but what got you into jse lore and stuff?

That's a good question!

I never actually explain my origin in the Fandom fully now that I think of it.

Well, it all started around covid first coming around, i was 10-11 and it was February, I was scrolling thru YouTube in my old laptop and saw a video of Sean, I think it was untitled goose game? So I watched it and I really enjoyed it so I looked thru his channel the days after and found the infamous video, SAY GOODBYE.

And mind you I was 10-11 AT THE TIME so we know what would go, I saw the video and I thought it was really nice and fun looking, until I started seeing the glitches and blood and blabakabkahshs and when anti showed up I was actually kinda scared of him🫠

But my love for gravity falls is what made me LOVE anti, considering he reminded me so much of bill. I always drew the green haired jack and anti together and slowly got into mark and ethan that year. As of the other jse egos, it took me until july-August to get into the other egos and understand the basics for them, my favorite at the time was JJ (even tho I barely draw this boy anymore🥲) and when marvins video dropped in October I was going CRAZY! and I looked more into the egos, and here I am, almost 16 years old by now and this has been my favorite thing for YEARS NOW.

And honestly watching the iris project for the first time felt just like the first time I watched say goodbye, the best experience EVER! Sometimes I wish I could go back to when I knew nothing and watch all of these for a first time again.

(As a bonus, here's some 2020 fanart!)

(Yeah- not the best)

[tvntheatre]

CUE INTRO POST!!!

Took you long enough, TV.

💣The name's Collector or Cocoa, feel free to call me TV however.

This is an assorted blog, unfiltered for my own sanity, reblogs galore, art in debatable quantities and unwarranted things — like posted or reblogged drawings with untagged fews and all.

My art is tagged under #My Arto. What a surprise./s

Kindly don't follow if you won't stick around for my many fandom arcs. I am a multi-fandom blog and there WILL be different interests floating around in this noggin. Which means, yes, my OCs could be randomly tossed in between fandom posts. Timezone PH🇵🇭

Oh, yes, and I'm a sailor mouth. I have no obligations to anything on this app yet and so this will lead to my unfortunate habit of keeping a colorful vocabulary unchecked.

More shit to be placed under cut.

Obligatory Q&A

Can we make drawing requests?

Yes, and I have the volition not to answer.

Can we ask about your characters?

By all means, yes. I love talking about my characters.

Can we ask the characters themselves?

Absolutely. It's fun to write them at all, I'll take any excuse to yap about design. And story. I love writing!!!!

Can I make fanart/get inspired by your designs?

Of course, just have the decency to credit me if inspiration is taken and please ping me when you make fanart! I rarely get any, I'd enjoy my little guys getting attention.

Can I repost your art?

No. <3

If you must, credit me, but I'd prefer you didn't. I have a blog to be redirected to for a reason.

Who's your profile? You haven't changed it in decades, is he relevant?

Nobody asked this but I'll yap anyway. That's an old drawing of Robin, one of my main four Fallen London based Original Characters! If you ever want to know about my OC stuff, please, ask. I have a novel's worth of thoughts on them and a lack of motivation to post a story on them. I'd be ready enthused to know if other people outside my friend circle are interested. I'm on my knees with my head bowed to the floor I LOVE MY OCS AND THE POPULATION OF THEIR FANDOM IS IN THE SINGLE DIGITS</3

Alternative accounts?

@stmwrks014, an Axis RP/Askblog account. It's gonna be filled with headcanons and lore deviations, especially from the fact that this starts off with Chujin alive first and foremost. There's plans to have arcs by the way.

My other alt accs are rather irrelevant otherwise.

INTERESTS/LIKES!

Only the ones I can name off the top of my head, in no particular order

Current = colored / Pls don't spoil = italics / Retired interest = strikethrough

Fallen London (Mostly for my OCs)

Undertale/Deltarune

Undertale Yellow

Lethal Company

Dredge

Iron Lung

Poppy Playtime

TAWOG

Regular Show

Steven Universe

Wreck-It-Ralph <3

Faith, the Unholy Trinity

Mario/Sonic Franchises

(And the EXEs :(/silly)

Madness Combat

Welcome Home (at some point?)

Dayshift at Freddy's

Dialtown

FNaF

HLVRAI

Bendy and the Ink Machine/Dark Revival

Henry Stickmin

Untitled Goose Game

Epic the Musical

Carrion (the spooky meat video game)

Gravity Falls

Adventure Time

Milo Murphy's Law (at some point)

Pokemon (to an extent)

Pokepastas (what is wrong with m—)

Will Wood (queer I am)

Chikn Nuggit

AvA/M

Minecraft (I don't have ppl to play with but the stuff ppl make is fun :]]])

Roblox (I don't know what games I could play but again, the creatures.....)

Sparkbird

Fish in a Birdcage

Jhariah

The Stupendium

I'd say I like Spongebob but most people who have a TV do too.

FNF (I'd like to get back in this fandom out of curiosity but I'm scared of it.)

And uh. A retired interest is basically just ones I'm not all that interested in anymore but wouldn't mind seeing around. Or basically just a fleeting interest.

Do I have a DNI? Nope! I block as I please. A persona, mascot or self-insert? Not yet! At least, not an official one. I'll figure it out.

Fuck it, out of the closet I go. I'm also a self-shipper! Nothing serious though, I do it to cope. ✨ I won't claim to be the most [blank] of an F/O, I quite enjoy seeing certain other self-ships with a character. With who do I self-ship? Well, I'm unbothered to type.

Where the fuck did i get these gifs from, good question.

[alexluvsskittlez]

introductory post!!

hi hello! welcome to the digital diary of an idiot band obsessed emo teen!!

my name is Alex! I am an artist, animator, content creator, va, amateur writer, and aspiring singer!!

I am 15 years old!!

my pronouns are he/they

I'm audhd and dyscalculic

I am genderfluid, ace, pan, demiromatic, and poly

my special interests are Paramore and my ocs (Paramore since 2021, and my ocs since 2015)

my current hyperfixations are Emily Armstrong and fall out boy (both started in October and December of 2024)

I usually tag my posts with "shut up alex" "alex draws", "freaky alex" "alex crashes out 4k", or "alex suffers"

BYF

I am unbelievably annoying about my spintrests and hyperfixations. you mention them once and I will NEVER shut up about it.

I am mentally ill COUGH

I have a very weird, unhinged, and brainrotted sense of humor. if i say something wrong please let me know.

I'm an rpf FREAK and I use it as a coping mechanism, I am respectful about it though so please for the love of god don't get mad at me for drawing Hayley Williams and Emily Armstrong making out I'm just trying to survive💔💔💔

I am also an age regressor, I don't usually post about it because it's very personal but I may occasionally reblog stuff related to it. (also there's a HUGE difference between agere and ageplay. DO YOUR RESEARCH PEOPLE.)

I don't care about most online discourse so please leave me out of it.

please don't try to bring me into any drama either.

I am Emily Armstrong's #1 defender until the day I die. if i come across a hate post about her on your blog you're getting blocked. sorry not sorry.

and FINALLY: I'm an insane parasocial fangirl about my favorite bands (as you can probably tell already.) yes I WILL pick up and hold that grown ass woman, yes I WILL call that grown ass man my baby BECAUSE HE IS.

music I listen to

warning, this is a lot.

Paramore, pierce the veil, linkin park, fall out boy, sws, mcr, Hayley Williams, vylet pony, pinkshift, meet me @ the altar, silverstien, green day, bring me the horizon, p!atd, la dispute, lemon demon, sunny day real estate, Will Wood and the tapeworms, Will Wood, asking Alexandria, not enough space, get scared, the used, Owl city, mitski, Florence + the machine, stomach book, she wants revenge, Weezer, picture me broken, rites of spring, hot milk, stand atlantic, halfnoise, dead sara, isles & glaciers, dead by sunrise, fort minor, black veil brides, system of a down, korn, limp Bizkit, silly goose, cobra starship, the academy is..., never shout never, ajr, merchant ships, moon walker, swing kids, title fight, charli xcx, tyler the creator, halsey, Shawn Mendes, dot dot curve, dazey and the scouts, bullet for my valentine, noahfinnce, marianas trench, twenty one pilots, Broadway homestuck, marina, Brittney Spears, nirvana, the front bottoms, scary kids scaring kids, alesana, evanescence, mom jeans, Imogen Heap, blink-182, chappel roan, fem&m, femtanyl, the cure, kreayshawn, the offspring, sublime, weird al yankovic, modern baseball, foxszn, 3drinkz, newgrounds death rugby, yellow card, american football, C418, boygenius, Avril Lavigne, nickasuar, millionaires, Kesha, s3rl, 3oh!3, attack attack, brokencyde, waterparks, and tally hall.

favorite shows and movies

shows: madoka magica, smiling friends, steven universe, gravity falls, murder drones, arcane, inside job, the owl house, amphibia, toopy and binoo, my little pony, pelswick, clone high, the amazing digital circus, spooky month, invader zim, mtv's downtown, and the ghost and molly mcgee. (and ig lptv counts as well?)

movies: the final riot, madoka magica: rebellion, steven universe the movie, both of the spiderverse movies, both of the lego movies, both of the inside out movies, the lego batman movie, the toopy and binoo movie, mean girls, juno, mlp the movie, the mario movie, and the tamagotchi movie.

favorite video games

minecraft, nintendogs, splatoon 2, fnaf, roblox, regretevator, mario kart, super smash bros, castle cats, pjsekai, kingdom hearts re:coded, baldi's basics, doki doki literature club, and class of 09 (excluding the flipside FUCK that game.)

favorite youtubers

Kurtis Conner, Danny Gonzalez, Drew Gooden, funkyfrogbait, bredrawz, markiplier, flamingo, stariaat, dantdm, sinjin drowning, lovleylor, jaiden animations, cybernoop, and probably a lot more. (I watch a lot of youtubers lmao)

misc interests

fandom related: laika's comet, homestuck, warrior cats, spaced out (my friend's ocs), tamagotchis/other digital pets, the mean girls musical, be more chill, the book of mormon, wicked, and Hamilton.

non fandom related: alternative subcultures/fashion, a lot of stuff throughout the 2010s, old animation memes, space/astronomy, collecting physical media (mostly cds), and animals (ESPECIALLY CATS)

DNI

basic dni stuff, most things that end with a "phile", under 12, darkshippers, zionists, anti furry/therian, anti Paramore, anti Emily Armstrong, Jamie Bennington supporters, and people who belive the "Chester was murdered" conspiracy.

anti rpf people are on thin ice but just a warning. i post a lot about it. objectum people are also on thin ice. I'm sorry but I'm not entirely sure how to feel about you guys./lh

also if you are over 18, you are allowed to interact with my blog. but keep in mind that I am still a minor.

my other socials

instagram: _thekillerandthefinalgirl_

doodle ig acc: allweknowisalex

tiktok: fucking HACKED 🖕🖕🖕

youtube: alexluvsskittlez

airbuds: paramorenumber1fan

stats.fm: deadsarajoshi

last.fm: allweknowisalex

ao3: find it yourself

here's the link to my main spotify playlist and my strawpage! (please send me stuff on my strawpage)

that's my AWESOME intro post thank you for watching like and subscribe for more💪💪💪💪💯💯💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[borisvonshweet]

WELCOME TO THE ARCADE

Hi! My name is Boris! This is a Remake of my Pinned post! :D Enjoy the Radical ride and make sure you read this in its entirety or I'll ban you from my page

About me! Name(s): Boris/Pip/Mal Pronouns: He/they/Pup/Zomb/Ender/Freak/Titan/Grr/Piglin Age: 19 (11/8) Taken by: @waffledrop @casper-cryptic @airwavecreature(Qpr)

What do I do here? -Fandom content -Shipping content (ocxoc. ocxcanon. canonxcanon) -Original character content -Headcanons -Kins/Kinning/Kinsonas -Writing -Adoptables -Commissions

Things to watch out for! -Heavy Topics! I.E: Suicide, Harassment, Death, -General Phobias. I.E: Clauraphobia, Arachiniphobia -Artistic Gore I.E: Candy gore, Robotic gore, Plush gore

How to Interact with me? Do's and Don'ts! Do! -Use the Ask box! Ask me questions about my Ocs! -Request Headcanons for my Fandoms! -Draw SFW Fanart of my Ocs/Aus/Headcanons! With Credit! -Message me about Commissions or questions you have! Dont. -Harrass me about my Headcanons/Art/Ships -Unsolicited Sexual advances and flirting -Show me gore. -Follow my DNI and try and Interact with me.

Fandom List! This is partially incomplete because I don't remember all Fandoms

Fnaf//Undertale//Poppy playtime//Popee the preformer//Corpse party//Sally Face//Franbow//Welcome home//OHSHC//Mouthwashing//Cult of the Lamb//Untitled Goose//Deltarune//Regredavator//Animatic Battle//Tpot & BFDI//Burner//Inside out 1/2//The Owl House//Gravity falls//Steven Universe//Boku no hero Academia//Vocoloid//TADC//Finding Frankie//Hello Puppet//BATIM//Henry Stickmin//The Promised Neverland//Object Shows//Andy's Apple Farm//DOORS//Pressure

Links DNI: https://borisvonshweetdni.carrd.co/ Rentry: https://rentry.co/BorisVonShweet Strawpage: https://borisvonshweet.straw.page/ Carrd: https://borisvonshweetinfocard.carrd.co/ Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/borisvonshweet

Tags #ShweetsDoots: Art Tag! For full Drawings #ShweetsHeadcanons: Headcanon tag! Fun Headcanons #ShweetsAdopts: For Adopts and Character trade or sales #ShweetsCommisions: For Art Commissions! #ShweetsDrabbles: Little Writing Blurbs! #ShweetsBullshit: Anything outside of the other tags

[lynxy-binxy]

Finally... Here's my intro post (aka me yapping about myself):

Hello!!!! My name is Lynx or Lynxy! I am 15 and a general loser.

General Info:

-I identify as gender fluid and my pronouns are generally They/Them (he if your feelin fancy)

-I am autistic (special interests: drawing/art/comics, MCR, Disney Villains, and wild cats) please use tone tags

-I love punk politics and if you are uncomfortable with me posting about it then leave :)

-feel free to yap to me about anything you want, I love listening to people yap about things they're passionate about

-I post silly pictures of my killjoy action figures having adventures and I am unhealthy obsessed with Danger Days and the Killjoys (specifically Fun Ghoul)

-my IRL bff is @cherriop ❤️

My hobbies include:

-General Yapping (i.e. this entire post)

-Roller skating

-Comic/fanfic reading

-Zelda playing

-Music listening

-Bass playing

-Fanart drawing

-Sitting around and overthinking life

My favs:

Bands/Artists: MCR, Mother Mother, Destroy Boys, Frank Iero, Death Spells/LeATHERMOUTH/L.S. Dunes, Will Wood, The Cure, Misfits, Cavetown, Green Day, Kikuo

Comics: Both the Fabulous Killjoys series, Watchmen, G. Morrison and G. Way Doom Patrol, Batman Wayne Family Adventures, Umbrella Academy

Games: BOTW, TOTK, Animal Crossing, Minecraft, Untitled Goose Game, Phasmophobia, Mouthwashing, Pokémon Sword/Shield

Albums: Barriers (fiatfv), Danger Days (MCR), The Sticks (mm), Black Parade (MCR), Hesitant Alien (gw), Nothing Above; Nothing Below (DS), The Normal Album (WW)

YouTubers: QuinBoBin, Prickley Alpaca, Drawing Wiff Waffles, Safiya Nygard, My Chemical Windex, Film Cooper, Phasmophobia Giggs squad

Shows/Movies: Saw, Se7en, Arcane, Gravity Falls, Umbrella Academy, Spiderverse, Scream, Star Wars, FNaF, The Barbie Movie, The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Blorbos/Meow Meows: Fun Ghoul, Claude Frollo, Bill Cipher, all my ocs, Esmeralda, gym leader Piers, Urbosa, Zelda, all the killjoys

DNI:

-Terfs/Homophobes/Transphobes

-Racists

-Sexists

-Zionists

-Republicans or conservatives

-Pedos/MAPs

-Straight People™ /hj

-Furry/Therian haters

-Cops or Politicians

-Emo or alt kid haters

-Capitalists

-People who tell other people to kms (I'm sorry but if you do this seriously, you're pathetic)

Feel free to ask me anything you want! (As long as it's appropriate)

And always remember...

NVR LET THM TAKE U ALIVE

[kusigoose]

Intro post, whoaaaa! My name is Kusi! You can also call me Goose :) I love to draw, and hope to learn how to animate.

I have recently become insane about JRWI Riptide and will likely post about that the most

My favorite Riptide characters are Ollie and Gillion! I am Very Normal about FNC as well. I also love Wonderlust :D

About me: I am 20, Aroace, American, white, introverted, she/they pronouns, and I am left handed. My favorite color is orange

Plant sideblog: @gooseplants

All of my socials can be found here: https://linktr.ee/kusigoose

My main sona is a golden retriever named Goose! Art by Lycancthropy on twt(no I’m not a furry /srs)

Interests, BYF and DNI below the cut:

BEFORE YOU FOLLOW be aware that I block people VERY OFTEN as I like to curate my space online!

DNI: if you post nsfw/suggestive/sexual stuff, proship, zoophiles, lgbt-phobic, trump supporters, dteam/wlbr supporters, jk Rowling supporters, zionists, hb/hh fans/vivziepop supporters

My daily hollow knight doodles can all be found under #kusi hk daily

(Yes I do know that my name means piss in Finnish, I think it’s funny)

Current Interests:

JRWI: RIPTIDE!!!!!

Hollow Knight

Slimecicle

Permanent interests (not too crazy about these, but they’ve been around the longest and don’t seem to be going anywhere)

Warrior Cats

Minecraft

LOTR

Wings Of Fire

ATLA

MCU

Misc. interests:

The Wild Robot

DSMP (characters Only)

Generation Loss

Ranboo

Gravity Falls

Me And My Shadow

Sneegsnag

Sky: COTL

Arcane

HTTYD

UT/DR

TOH

Treasure Planet

Person of Interest

Slime Rancher

Untitled Goose Game

Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts

AJR

Lemon Demon

Depeche Mode

Psych

Star Wars

Hunger Games

The Dragon Prince

[lunarlights-world]

Must admit I am intrigued if disgusted with your shadoweaver x Stan idea.

Mainly bc I hate shadoweaver bc she is abusive BUT tbh I also ship stanchez which includes rick who is abusive (when he is present) to ppl around him. I feel like storywise tho rand ridley and shadoweaver are more similar (and SPOILERS FOR INSIDE JOB) both have shitty sorta redemptions that they don't really deserve.

Tbh I am wondering about the stanweaver dynamic. Is it an exes situation? Did they know eachother before everything (maybe stan tripped through some weirdness barrier dimension or smth right after the portal incident or maybe before and met her when she was still in or fresh out of mystacore ( that's what the academy thing is right???). I can imagine her being reluctantly charmed and him being reminded of his brother, also tampering with things they didn't fully understand and having faced the consequences. I think he'd feel like it was a chance to fix his mistakes with Ford.

Is it a toxic situation too? I can imagine her viciously digging into his every insecurity and then love bombing him.

If they reconnect or meet after she raised catra and adora, will either of them connect that similarly to Stan's father Filbrick, she raised two smart and capable people but favoured one for its perceived usefulness or success? I can see it being verrryyyy toxic tbh.

Or maybe it'd be a Bill ford redemption type thing where stan "fixes" Her ( I imagine she wouldn't be 'good' in any sense but nicer maybe). I can kinda see it being a thing (we all know stan has a thing for morally dubious people, eg that spider-monster woman and Jimmy snakes or wtver he's called.)

Either way intrigued in the extreme. The more I think of it the more I see the appeal, I would love to study their reactions and how they interact.

-The Goose 🪿

I very much liked reading this and all the interpretations and ideas you had about it. What o was thinking with this is that he didn’t know her until the storyline of the au came into play, but I do like the idea of Stan somehow meeting Shadow Weaver before the storyline as well. My idea for the au will be further elaborated when I draw out character reference sheets and post them since that will be where most of the explanations for it will be.

My au will go along with the normal events of Gravity Falls and She-Ra, except some things are different, so Ford would probably be the one to have met her, but I don’t know. Again, I do like the idea of Stan somehow meeting her when she was teaching at Mystacor and will probably incorporate that into the au somehow.

Thank you for the ask and I hope I answered your questions well! If not, feel free to try asking the questions again!

Also, yeah Shadow Weaver is pretty bad and doesn’t REALLYYYYY deserve the redemption at the end (mainly because it was kind of a bad redemption even though I still absolutely loved it T^T what does that say about me 😭😭) but I randomly came up with the idea when I was hyperfixating because she’s my favorite character

[adamburt1984]

10 Things I think of when it's comes to Disney

It's 100 anniversary of Disney, I put 10 instead of 100 cos I can't think of more than 10.

10. Cinderella

I never liked this movie but at school when it rainy day and too wet to play outside, we stay indoor watching video, they keep putting Cinderella on alot, it annoying. Sure they have many video and they keep having Cinderella on. Not sure about many time they did but remember one time a year before I left for other school they decide to put Tom and Jerry, which is just as worse. Remember that Fairy God mother singing.

9. Walt Disney

A guy who invited Disney company. A Legend. There rumor he's a nazi cos he was against Unions. It just rumor. But wonder what he think of Disney of today?

8. Mickey Mouse

It started with a mouse. I prefer him over Bugs Bunny. Even seen a documenty of him. I hardly see much cartoons of him but he's an icon. I remember a teacher draw a picture of Mickey Mouse for me.

7. DisneyWorld/Land

I never been but love to go to Disney World. I see alot of people been to Disney land or Disney world. Shame castle at Disney World not open to public like ones in Disneyland, but it was used for posh hotel and hired Venue (where it hired for wedding or something) I believe they f****d up. It iconic, should used for Public instead of just being there for display. I may prefer seeing Millennium Falcon.

6. Dinosaur

When I had our PC, I start going on internet and there site talking about movies and there upcoming movie called Dinosaur. It release in USA but took few month before it premier in UK. At time I unable go to cinema as I'm a high schooler. My mum got making of Dinosaur video from goven tokens to some newspaper. It took times before it release on video and saved up my pocket money to buy it. When college I start getting it on DVD. I remeber to someone at high school, he did make fun.

5. Princess Elsa and Anne

Used to into them when Forzen was big and it used to be part of British Christmas. Even bought two dolls. But seem I glow out of it.

4. Toy Story

Since first movie when out it was big. I wanted to watch and I already love these characters, they are lovable characters even to these who never seen it yet. There a English local newspaper even did an article about ''Parents like Woody and children prefer Buzz'' and even say Woody act like dad. I like both along with Slinky dog and Green Army Soldiers and RC Car. Used to dislike Bo Beep but she okay and she Woody's love interest. Happy he with her at Toy Story 4. Are squeals are great. Not fan of Starrberry Bear, he's an a***, he almost got the gang to be burned.

3. Marvel

Well, I was shock to see Disney bought Marvel. On that day I wonder what they do. I do hope for Captain Britain or Union Jack movie or tv show. And also new Punisher show or movie, cos they're my favourite Marvel characters. Avengers movie are awesome. Looking forward for new Deadpool and even I dislike them, what be their X-Men or Fantastic Four be like. Also like Goose the cat.

2. Star Wars

I was also shock they got Star Wars as well they had Marvel. Well, if this haven't happen there be no BB8, Porgs, D-0 and Grogu (Baby Yoda). Was big Star Wars fan, but wasn into it but when BB8 come along I big interests in Star Wars. I do think I'm a Star Wars fan or a BB8 fan. Everyone has it's favouites. Of course BB8 is my favourite, along with D-0, Porgs, Grogu and BD-1, also like Boba Fret, Din/Mando and Stormtrooper. I was hoping for Boba Fret movie, but series ok, but they got some negative. I do enjoyed Andor surpricely.

Wanted to add, we do watched alot of Disney animated classic movies (almost all of them) and even Disney cartoons, like DuckTales and Tail Spin and my favourite Gravity Falls. When I was young I wanted my own Disney like company like it has cartoons and movies I like, theme park that like Disney land/World, it nuts I know but I was young. What happen to Disney now is upsetting with classic turn to action live and wokeness/politics into the company.

Sox (Lightyear)

Maybe it something to do with cats or something. When Lightyear come out I took interest with this character. I see the movie kinda of a flop to some or most. I warch this movie few times cos of Sox, to me best thing about this movie. I see in Youtube before I see Lightyear, show Sox got stomp on I was little upset about but when saw the movie it was different Sox, but sad that Sox got killed off. He's my favourite Disney character.

[bokuroskitten]

Morning Bliss

⇴Summary: You wake up early on a Saturday, with an itch only Bokuto and Kuroo can reach. ⇴Genre: NSFW 18+ (although this is very soft) ⇴warnings: Ploy relationships, Ddlg dynamics (Daddy and Papa titles used), making out, eating out (female receiving) praise. ⇴Character(s): Bokuto Koutarou x Kuroo Tetsurō x Fem!Reader ⇴Word Count: 1.6k

You had surprised yourself when you woke up early on a Saturday, soft pants leaving your lips and body covered in a layer of light sweat. You groaned softly, thighs instantly clenching together as memories of your dream came rushing back to your brain.

You had been in between your boyfriends, their mouths spilling devious words as they railed you into oblivion. 

You usually didn’t have such naughty dreams, considering your partners were plenty good at completing your fantasies while you were awake. This one had taken you by surprise, leaving goosebumps on your flesh and your cheeks heated up to the point of discomfort.

You opened your eyes only a bit, squinting them as the rising sun poked through the bottom of the curtain. You knew it was early, but that aching feeling in your core just wouldn’t go away. Your eyes first landed on Kuroo, who was turned away from you, back muscles loose as he breathed deeply into his pillow. You were about to reach for him, gently brush your palm along his spine.

Until you felt Bokuto’s arm slither over your waist. He was the biggest cuddler out of the three of you, usually staying close to you all night long. In your sleepy state you didn’t even realize he was still pressed close to you, his forearm resting over your tummy.

You sighed softly, slowly turning your body towards him. “Bo...” you mumbled ever so softly, your palm smoothing down his thick arm toward his hand, giving it a little squeeze. “Bo...~”

The grey haired male let out a soft grunt, reacting almost instantly to your movement as his fingers twitched, slowly following your hand which led his own to the swell of your rear. “What’s the matter Birdy...” he responded in a whisper, his eyes staying closed even as you pressed towards him.

You pressed a little kiss to the corner of his lips, a breathy little whine slipping past your lips that had his eyes fluttering open, brows furrowing. “What is it baba?”

“Kisses..” You murmured close to his lips, your hand sliding from his cheek to the back of his neck. “Kisses please...”

“Mm~” he hummed softly, eyes staying half lidded as a little smile came to his sleepy features. With his large palm tugging you closer by the rear, he felt the very subtle tremble of your thighs. “Needy birdy... C’mere.” He spoke as his lips pressed to yours finally, soft and gentle.

You sighed in content against his lips, the warmth of his body pulling you in even closer as the two of you pressed your lips together, everything a little soft and sleepy. His palm rubbed small circles over your ass, squeezing the skin ever so softly to earn pleased little mewls. Your fingers brushed the back of Bokuto’s neck, crawling into his hair and tugging on it ever so softly.

“More bo.. please.” You spoke against his lip, lazily biting on his lower lip to have goose bumps rising on his skin. He gave a soft grunt in response, his tongue easily slipping past your lips to please your desires. He explored your mouth despite his tired state, his palm slipping from your rear and squeezing along your thighs which were currently clenched together desperately. “Relax baby..” he breathed over your lips, palming the back of your head. “I’ve got you...”

“What’s got you two going so early...”

Kuroo’s voice was deep with sleep, a yawn following suit as the bed creaked, dipped a bit on his side. The black haired male rubbed the back of his palm over his eyes before propping himself on his elbow, crazy hair crazier than usual from the deep sleep.

He saw the way you curled into Bokuto, the way their lips pressed to one another and the pretty blush that seemed to travel over your cheeks and down your neck. A little grin curled on his tired lips, his palm slipping over your thigh to feel right between.

Right in your heat, where your panties were still dampened and your skin still warm from the dream.

“Mmm... need some attention kitty.” He purred slow, scooting himself closer as you huffed against Bokuto’s lips, your eyes fluttering as a chill ran up your spine.

“Please... please Tetsu..” you whispered, your eyes locked onto Bokuto’s as he brought his hand under your sleep shirt, pushed you gently so you would lay on your back instead.

“Does she have a wet little cunnie ‘Ro?” Bokuto mused, his palm squeezing your waist as he stamped the column of your throat with wet smooches. Your eyes continued to flutter, your thighs easily flopping open wide to beckon Kuroo between them. He happily took the invitation, lazily running his nose along your damp panties to take in your scent. “Oh yea babe... did you have a naughty dream or something kitty? You’re dripping.”

He was mouthing at your panties now, his gravity defying hair tickling your sensitive flesh and having you whining a bit. “Mhm, Need you guys... havfta come.” You breathed out in a small whine, your hand clutching tighter at the short locks on the back of Bokuto’s neck as you beckoned him back up for kisses.

“We’ve got you kitten.” Kuroo reassured, sighing softly before he brought his hands to the waist band of your panties, easily slipping the wet fabric off your legs. Bokuto hummed in response, moulding his lips back onto yours in order to aid in satisfying your needs. Kuroo kept his eyes half lidded, gazing up at his partners every now and then as he dipped between your thighs, pressing his tongue flat against your folds.

He gave soft and long kitten licks along you, lazy little stripes that always ended with either the tip of his tongue teasing your clit, or his lips kissing it in a soft smooch. Either way the actions had you mewling into Bokuto’s lips, your hips rolling ever so slowly toward Kuroo’s face.

“That’s it birdy...~” Bokuto encouraged, smoothing his thumb over your swollen lower lip as he watched the way your body slowly loosened up, trembles starting in your core and working their way into your thighs. He kissed your forehead, cheeks, nose, all while you moaned around his thumb, suckling it between your lips as your free hand went down to grip Kuroo’s hair.

He hummed at such an action, gripping your trembling thighs a bit tighter as his tongue spilt open your folds, teased at your hole that clamped desperately at nothing. Kuroo could already tell you were close to coming undone, but he still drew out your pleasure, enjoying your sleepy moans and taste.

Kuroo’s tongue pressed a little more pressure against your entrance, having your lips fall open in a high pitched little squeal that had both boys groaning in delight. “Come nice and pretty for Daddy baby...” Bokuto encouraged, his hand sliding from your face down your body until he felt the tips of Kuroo’s hair. He then pressed his fingers against your clit, having your back arch ever so slightly and hips pressing forward.

Kuroo muffled into your skin, wanting nothing more than to keep his lips latched tight to your sopping entrance as you came nearer to your end. He kept his eyes glued on your face, watching the way a little droplet of drool slipped from the corner of your mouth.

As Bokuto pressed down on your throbbing clit again, along with Kuroo’s tongue drawing dizzying circles on your core the knot in your stomach got too tight. You whined, nails leaving little red marks in Bokuto’s skin. “G-gunna come Bo... gunna come Papa.”

“Good girl baba. come right in Daddy’s mouth.” Bokuto praised in return, pressing his forehead to your own as you let out a little cry. It signalled your release, a little flood of fluids soaking Kuroo’s lips. He happily lapped you up, hands gripping your trembling thighs closer to his face as you rode along his lips, rode out the high of your orgasm. Meanwhile Bokuto brushed his lips ever so softly along your face, continuing to murmur praises as his fingers slowly drew circles into your clit.

As your breaths slowly evened out you fluttered your damp lashes open, meeting Bokuto’s tired gaze and lazy smile. You couldn’t help up return it, pressing your swollen lips gently to his cheek. Kuroo rose then, sheen still shiny on his chin as he licked along his lower lip. “How you feeling baby?”

“Amazing” you murmured, holding out a hand to beckon Kuroo back up. He snickered softly, making sure to pull your shirt low again to cover your still trembling thighs before rising from between your legs he made his way back to his partners, already feeling one of Bokuto’s large palms on his waist as he pressed a kiss to your temple.

“Thank you...” you spoke, ecstasy and sleep still laced in your tone as your eyes got heavy again, your head lulling towards Bokuto’s chest. Kuroo too let out a little yawn, tucking his own face into the crock of your neck. “Of course Kitten.”

“Anything for you baba...” Bokuto reassured, smiling softly at his partners as they already began to doze back off into one other. His arm was long enough to lay across the both of them, his palm smoothing over Kuroo’s waist as he whispered against your cheek, settling in beside them.

“Let’s sleep a little longer... love you guys.”

“Love you...” was repeated by both them, voices laced with sleep as you all curled within one another for a morning full of restful sleep.

[klbwriting]

Unexpected Allies - Chapter 12

Fandom: Six of Crows

Pairing: Kax/female!Reader

Summary: a prison heist

Note: so 2 things, 1 - the song is this chapter is ‘Bulletproof Heart’ by My Chemical Romance and 2 - finally a kiss!  maybe not exactly the kiss thats expected but its where they’re at for now

Taglist: @mcntsee​ @amwitherspoon​

              Kaz was able to catch sight of the carriage as it was pulling out of the gate.  He and Mal took off running after it, Kaz screaming Y/N’s name.  He dropped the cane, running as fast as he could, desperate to catch her.  Mal dropped back before Kaz did, bending over panting.  Kaz kept running, ignoring the hellacious pain in his bad leg.  He ran until his leg gave out on him and he landed face first in the frosted grass.  He screamed out his rage, punching the hard ground as he sat up.  Mal came over and tried to help him stand but Kaz pulled away, collapsing to his hands and knees, retching on the grass.  He wasn’t sure if it was because he was disgusted at the touch of another or if he was disgusted at himself for doing this to her.  When they got to the prison if someone recognized her and sent word to the Darkling he would come for her.  He would try to use her and if he couldn’t, he would kill her. Kaz finally got to his feet and accepted his cane from Mal.  

              “I’m going after her,” he said, starting to limp back to camp.  

              “I know, we can’t send a squad, we’d never get in, but, maybe a few thieves could get in,” Mal responded.  “I’ll gather some supplies and go track the carriage, make sure of their destination.  If it is Sarkoff’s prison we have a few people in there, we can send 3 more at the guard changing at the end of the month but not before then.  Get planning.”  

              “The end of the month?  She could be dead by then!” Kaz said.  Mal stopped.

              “You need to calm down and think with your head Brekker, you know that she wouldn’t want you running in there half-assed and getting yourself killed.  Come up with 2 other team members and a plan and we will get you in there and you will get her back here safe.  I know you will,” he said.  Mal walked off then towards his own tent while Kaz went to find the Dregs.  

              He found his crew around a table eating and he fell to sit on a bench.  They all looked at him and paled.  They had probably never seen him like this.  He was wet from the frost, bloody from his fall, and looked murderous.  

              “What happened?” Jesper asked.  

              “The fucking Dime Lions took her, prison in the south…” he started.

              “Sarkoff’s?” Inej asked.  Kaz nodded.  

              “I need a team, I need to get her back.  If the Darkling finds out she’s there he will kill her, I cannot lose someone else I love, I can’t lose her like I lost…my brother…I can’t” Kaz said, eyes glazing over, memories washing over him.  He knew he must terrifying them.  He was Kaz Brekker, he kept his calm no matter what, if he lost his head that meant the end of the world and for Kaz this very much felt like the end of the world.  

              “I’ve been there as a guard to keep an eye on things,” Inej said.  “I can help with the plan, we will get papers for the guard transfer at the end of the month. We need one more person to go with us.” Jesper stepped forward.

              “Y/N is my best friend now, sorry everyone else here, so like hell I’m not going to break her out of prison,” he said.  Inej nodded.

              “Kaz, can you keep your head to do this?  Get it together,” Inej said.  Kaz took a breath and closed his eyes.  When they opened he was alright again, the old Kaz was back and he was ready to formulate their plan.

              Y/N sure how long she had actually been in this prison, every day was exactly the same.  They days were spent with her hands cuffed to the ceiling and beatings were given when she wouldn’t reveal anything about the resistance.  If she did say anything she sent them on wild goose chases and those beatings were especially savage.  In the evening they paraded her out on a stage, cuffed at the hands and feet, pelting her with fruit and trying to get her to sing.  Someone had revealed she liked to write songs and it became a daily occurrence to mock her into singing.  

              She saw the full moon one night through the small cell window and knew it must be the beginning of the month.  New guards, lovely, more people to torment her and mock her.  She sighed as the evening drew near, straining to breath after the strangling someone had give her earlier.  She missed Kaz, every night she dreamed about him, just holding his hand or being in the stream again, in the day she went over every interaction they had had since they met nearly six months ago.  How did she go from being alone and feeling trapped to being in love and free in six months?  She marveled at what Kaz had done for her and she hoped one day she would see him again.

              The evening guard entered her cell, laughing about the upcoming ‘performance’ she was going to give.  They uncuffed her from the ceiling and led her out to the rec hall.  They entered and tossed her on the set of boxes they made as a ‘stage’ and started hooting and hollering at her.  She was looking towards the guards’ room where the keys were hanging desperately trying to think of a way to get to them.  There was always a guard in there on duty and one standing by the door as watch.  With the cuffs she couldn’t hope to get past them both and she sighed.  She was knocked over suddenly by a metal cup thrown at her shoulder.  She pushed herself up on her knees and looked towards the door that led to the cells and there he was.  Kaz.  Their eyes met and she nearly cried in relief.  Jesper and Inej flanked him, all three dressed like guards, Inej whispering to him and motioning towards the guards’ room.  He looked intently at her and she realized they needed a distraction to lure the guard at the door away, just for a minute.  She nodded and slowly stood.  

              “You want a song you fuckers?” she yelled out at the guards.  They all stopped, now waiting for what she would do next, thinking they had finally wore her down into performing something.  This would be good, if she was willing to embarrass herself like this maybe she would start giving them information.

              “Sing bitch!” one guard yelled and they laughed.  She took a deep breath and opened her mouth.

“Gravity don't mean too much to me I'm who I've got to be These pigs are after me, after you

Run away like it was yesterday And we could run away If we could run away Run away from here”

           The guard by the door laughed as she started singing and called into the room, probably telling the other guard he was leaving to join the others.  He stepped forward into the fray of people who were yelling at her, calling out the most heinous things they could think of.  But she wasn’t listening.  This was the song she wrote for Kaz and right now she was singing for him and no one else.  

“I gotta bulletproof heart You gotta hollow point smile”

           Inej had been meant to stand guard at the door but as soon as Kaz heard that line he stopped and stared at Y/N.  This was the song she was working on, for him.  He looked to Inej who seemed to understand that something was going on right now.

           “Stand guard, I’ll be able to search for her keys faster,” she said, leaving him at the door.  Kaz stood and listened at the song continued, waiting impatiently as Jesper dispatched the guard and Inej found what she needed.  After about a minute they both reappeared and started working back to the door to the cells. Y/N really turned up the energy to keep the guards distracted.  Jepser and Inej slipped out first and Kaz took one more Y/N before they disappeared into the hall.  

           “You two find the laundry room and make sure we can get out that way as planned,” Kaz said.  “I’ll wait by her cell until after the lights out bed check and then get her.”  They all nodded and went their separate ways.

           Kaz settled himself in an alcove by her cell, just big enough for a couple people to fit in, and waited.  After about an hour she was brought back to the cell and chained again to the ceiling. Kaz felt his blood raging in his veins. She looked thinner, dirty, she had been beaten and he wanted to kill everyone who had hurt her in the last month. The guards left and he still had to wait.  Finally, the guards called lights out down the corridor and checked her cell before walking by.  After they disappeared through the door Kaz slipped out and opened her cell.  She looked up at and he could tell she was relieved to see him but still terrified.  He hurried over and undid her cuffs.  She collapsed to the ground and he offered her his hand.  Once she was up they headed out of the cell and he locked it again.  They were shooting down hallways towards the laundry room when he heard guards coming.  They were still in the cells and there was alcoves like the one by hers around so he gently pushed her to the wall of one and stood silently in front of her, facing the wall.  In the dark hopefully the black guards’ uniform would keep them shadowed there.  He noticed then that she was completely flat against the wall, hands pressed to it hard, holding her breath so that he body didn’t touch his.  He looked down at her, marveling at how she was bruised, bloody, and scared, but she still was conscious of him and his needs.  He could see that she was shaking a little, scared of being caught and he knew he needed calm her down somehow, any noise she made may draw attention to them.  He looked at her and did the only thing he could think of, something he had wanted to do for a long time actually.  He leaned forward silently and pressed his lips to her forehead.   Y/N instantly stilled.

             Kas Brekker was kissing her.   Y/N felt his lips on her forehead, only for a few moments, but it was enough to draw her focus to just that feeling.  His lips had been soft and warm, something she didn’t expect from him, but she shouldn’t be surprised, he wasn’t as hard and cold as he seemed to everyone else. She froze in place, reminiscing and storing the memory of his kiss inside her heart.  It was just enough time for the guards to leave the corridor and for them to move again.  They arrived at the laundry room where Jesper was waiting.  

           “Where’s Inej?” Kaz asked while Y/N hugged Jesper.  She was so happy to see her friend again, and so grateful they had come for her.

           “She went through the vent to open the guards’ door on the other side,” he said.

           “People tried to sneak out of the laundry room all the time, they added a second room to check for escapees,” Y/N explained, voice hoarse.  She looked at Kaz and saw that he was upset by her appearance.  She smiled at him, completely forgetting how much her face hurt from the bruising.  He was with her again and that was all she needed right now.  

           Inej soon opened the door to the laundry room and then to the outside. They were able to slide through a gate that had been opened for them, closing and locking it again as they jumped into a waiting carriage that Mal was driving.  He took off into the night back to the encampment.   Y/N didn’t mean to but she was so tired from her experience that she instantly fell asleep the moment she was safe, head falling to Kaz’s shoulder.

           Kaz felt her head on his shoulder and was shocked to find that he didn’t feel much.  The feeling of something being off was less this time, he barely noticed it.  What he felt was relief, and complete.  For the whole month she had been gone he had spent every moment feeling like something was missing.  It was a similar feeling to how he felt after he had climbed on the docks and left Jordie behind.  It had taken years for that feeling to go away and he didn’t want to relive it again. Inej and Jesper looked surprised that he was letting her lean to him.

           “Are you alright?” Inej asked.  He nodded.

           “I know you noticed that something’s wrong with me,” Kaz said.  “With her, its not as bad.”  

           “And maybe love is the reason whyyyy,” Jesper sang out, mimicking the love song that Y/N had sang on their first night at camp.  Kaz glared at him but couldn’t completely hide the amusement from his eyes.  

           “You know she is the only safe from my cane Jesper,” he said, grabbing it from the seat where he’d left it and thumping Jesper in the shoulder with it.

           “That’s just rude,” his friend said, lifting his arm and letting it fall useless to his side.  “Its going to take forever for it to start working again.”  Inej laughed and Kaz smirked a little, leaning his head back on the seat and feeling at peace for the time.

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intro post!! ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ )

HIII EVERYPONY!!! welcome 2 the digital diary of an unemployed band obsessed freak!! ( ≧ᗜ≦)

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i am 4teen and my birthday is April 23rd :P

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i am audhd + dyscalculic

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my current hyperfixations are Emily Armstrong, fall out boy, and madoka magica :D

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Paramore, pierce the veil, linkin park, fall out boy, sws, mcr, Hayley Williams, pinkshift, meet me @ the altar, silverstien, green day, bring me the horizon, p!atd, la dispute, lemon demon, sunny day real estate, Will Wood and the tapeworms, Will Wood, asking Alexandria, not enough space, get scared, the used, Owl city, mitski, Florence + the machine, stomach book, she wants revenge, Weezer, picture me broken, rites of spring, hot milk, stand atlantic, halfnoise, dead sara, isles & glaciers, dead by sunrise, black veil brides, system of a down, limp Bizkit, silly goose, cobra starship, the academy is..., never shout never, ajr, merchant ships, moon walker, swing kids, title flight, charli xcx, tyler the creator, halsey, dot dot curve, noahfinnce, marianas trench, twenty one pilots, Broadway homestuck, scary kids scaring kids, alesana, evanescence, mom jeans, Imogen Heap, blink-182, chappel roan, fem&m, femtanyl, the cure, modern baseball, foxszn, 3drinkz, newgrounds death rugby, yellow card, vylet pony, american football, C418, boygenius, Avril Lavigne, nickasuar, millionaires, Kesha, s3rl, 3oh!3, attack attack, brokencyde, and waterparks.

i also like a few musicals such as the mean girls musical, be more chill, hamilton, and wicked (I've only seen the Broadway version of wicked though, I haven't seen the movie yet)

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shows: madoka magica, smiling friends, Steven universe, gravity falls, murder drones, arcane, eddsworld, inside job, spooky month, the owl house, amphibia, invader zim, toopy and binoo, pelswick, the amazing digital circus, and mlp

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Kurtis Conner, Danny Gonzalez, Drew Gooden, funkyfrogbait, Markiplier, stariaat, sinjin drowning, DanTDM, bredrawz, lovleylor, and cybernoop. (there's definitely a lot more)

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[river-bottom-nightmare]

Gravity

He’s 6 years old and Dat is pushing him off the ledge, laughing in his ear as he swings over to Dya, and when he reaches the other edge, she picks him up and hugs him and says not even gravity can hold you down, my little robin.

He’s 8 years old and about to perform for the first time, the excitement and nervousness threading together in his blood, and Pop Haly pats him on the shoulder and gives him a smile, not the fake one he used for the crowd but the real one that he tries so hard to copy because it makes him feel warm and happy, and he says, you’ve got this kiddo, gravity’s got nothing on a Grayson.

He’s 9 years old and trying to brighten up the stifling silence of the Manor the only way he knows how, by swinging and jumping and being as lively as he can to make up for the deadness of the walls, and he’s hanging from the chandelier because who knew they could support so much weight?, and from underneath Alfred calls up I do wish you would pretend the laws of gravity existed, Master Richard.

He’s 10 years old and fighting crime, a proud ray of sunlight flitting around the darkness of the bat, and a thug’s got a gun pointed at Bruce’s head, not the flashy kind in the movies but the real kind from the military, so before Bruce can react, he flips up onto the man’s shoulders and swings around his arms, forcing the gun to the ground, before jumping back up on a fire escape so Batman can take him down, and Bruce looks up at him with a softened grimace that he knows is secretly a smile and says I guess ignoring gravity works in our favor, right Robin?

He’s 11 years old and in the Watchtower meeting the Justice League for the first time, perched on Bruce’s shoulders, and when Hal Jordan asks whether or not a kid can even survive as a vigilante, let alone win fights, he twirls up into the air, back-flipping off a wall before spring-boarding into Hal’s chest, then swiping his legs out from underneath him before Hal can even blink, and when he returns to Bruce’s shoulders, he beams with pride when he hears Barry ask, does gravity not affect the kid at all?

He’s 13 years old and laughing harder than he has in ages, showing off his skills on the silk for an awestruck Wally, because there’s a new kid superhero and he’s already decided he wants to be Wally’s best friend and he wants to impress him, so he makes his drops as dramatic as he can and he makes his knee holds look effortless and tries to be as graceful as Dya was on the silk, and he knows it’s worth it when Wally lets out a breathless Dude, it’s like you’re ignoring gravity on purpose that is SO COOL!!

He’s 17 years old and perched on a ledge up in Titans tower, thinking of last night when Kori had pressed him into the bed and wondering why a small part in the back of his mind wished he was watching movies and eating pizza with Wally instead, but he dismisses those thoughts and puts on a smile when Kori floats up to him and says it seems we both cannot be held back by gravity.

He’s 18 years old and on the mat, training with Jason, because yes he was beyond angry at Bruce and yes, he was bitter there was a new kid taking his name, but damn if that didn’t stop him from trying to teach the kid how to stay alive because he knows firsthand what this life does to people and what living with Bruce does to people, so he shows Jason how to kick someone while coming out of a backflip purely out of obligation and ignores the little twinge of fondness in his heart whenever Jason says you’re fuckin’ forgetting about gravity, dude.

He’s 20 years old and trying to look at Tim without seeing Jason and it’s hard, it’s so hard, but bit by bit, the kid worms his way into Dick’s heart, (and him saving Bruce from himself doesn’t hurt), until they’re at the point where they’re hanging out and Dick only feels vaguely guilty for enjoying his company, so he busts out some old tricks that he used to do with the Titans, and gives Tim a sun-lit smile when he says okay, technically I know how you did that but also it looks like gravity just doesn’t affect you how the in the world did you do that-

He’s 22 years old and quietly trying to coax Cass from her room, because she hasn’t left it in a week and a half and he doesn’t know how else to connect to her, how else to get her to open up, when he remembers the light in the audience’s eyes when he used to perform, mirrored in Wally’s eyes when he did a routine just for him, so he goes into the dimly lit bedroom and asks Cass if she wants to see a trick, and when she hesitantly nods, he does a triple backflip and laughs when her eyes widen and she signs I did not know you could defy gravity.

He’s 23 years old and crushed by the weight on his shoulders, constantly two seconds away from breaking down completely because Bruce is dead and Tim’s off on a wild goose chase that will get him killed and Jason’s back but he’s different, angrier than he ever was and on a murdering rampage and refusing to speak to anyone, and Cass is in Tokyo trying to venture out on her own, so he’s shouldering all of Bruce’s responsibilities to the city and to the Justice League and to the world and on top of all that, Bruce has a son, a rude, lonely, touch-starved assassin of a son that he can’t think of anything to do with but make him Robin, except Damian is rejecting his advances of kinship, too stubborn to learn anything he tries to teach him, so he stays on that brink of exhaustion about to fall over the cliff, but every time he flies and flips through the air, weightless, if only for a moment, Damain draws him back from the edge with a glimpse of wonder concealed behind his eyes and a somewhat envious not all of us flaunt the rules of physics in gravity’s face every other day, Grayson.

He’s 25 years old and happy, truly happy for the first time in a long while because Bruce is back and Jason’s formed a sort of tentative peace with the family and is living with Roy and Kori and he trusts them to look after him, and Tim’s back as Red Robin, the bags under his eyes and the slump of his shoulders getting a little lighter every week he spends with Kon, Bart, and Cassie, and Cass has befriended Steph, and Damian’s given up the League of Assassins for his family, and he’s becoming kinder and opening up more every day, and his family is all here together, so in the Batcave, he goes to the lyra and silk set Bruce had installed when he was a kid, and he just plays for a long time, the feeling of flying through the air a blessing again rather than a curse, and from his wineglass hang on the lyra he can see Tim at the computer with Bruce and Damian and Cass sparring, and he knows Jason dropped by for tea with Alfred yesterday, so when Bruce looks up at him and says gravity never did affect you all that much, did it, Dick? he lets loose the most warm, golden, sun-filled laugh that he can.

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Trinkets, 41: Interesting baubles, semi magical objects and items touched by mystery.

A rustic lute carved of driftwood engraved with images of ships and clouds.

An oval-shaped stone the size of a human eye, made from the darkest obsidian. The color is the purest black, and the glossy surface shines like a mirror. The reflections are strangely distorted, as it seems to reflect shadows rather than light. It is rumored in some occult circles that in the same way that a person can fall sick from a dark plague, so too can a ray of light become infected by shadow.

A parrot-sized urn of ashes with the name “Petey”.

A one gallon keg curiously labelled “Rations Foie Gras” along its length. The keg contains a solution of goose liver that has been fermented in lye creating a nutritious slurry that doesn’t spoil. The drinkable solution is thick enough to eat as a stew (Although it doesn’t technically require chewing) and its flavor is best left undescribed. The keg contains enough of the mixture to serve as 2d4+1 days’ worth of trail rations.

A large padded envelope containing a single silvered crossbow bolt and a note that reads; "You know what must be done. Make the right choice."

An odd receipt of a business transaction where a dragonborn adventurer wearing a full suit of ebony armor sold the shopkeeper salvaged bones collected from a half dozen slain dragons and bought 638 wheels of cheese in return.

A ceramic chamber pot shaped like an otyugh with brass accents.

A coin sized token made of etched, blackened brass which begets a connection to the spirit realm. When held, one can hear the whispers of the dead begging for retribution. Is it not righteous to answer their call?

A map of the stars that shows the mystical lines connecting the constellations.

An iron coin with an evil sigil on one side and the face of a demon on the other, flipping it causes the holder to hear a deep malevolent laugh.

—Keep reading for 90 more trinkets.

—Note: The previous 10 items are repeated for easier rolling on a d100.

A rustic lute carved of driftwood engraved with images of ships and clouds.

An oval-shaped stone the size of a human eye, made from the darkest obsidian. The color is the purest black, and the glossy surface shines like a mirror. The reflections are strangely distorted, as it seems to reflect shadows rather than light. It is rumored in some occult circles that in the same way that a person can fall sick from a dark plague, so too can a ray of light become infected by shadow.

A parrot-sized urn of ashes with the name “Petey”.

A one gallon keg curiously labelled “Rations Foie Gras” along its length. The keg contains a solution of goose liver that has been fermented in lye creating a nutritious slurry that doesn’t spoil. The drinkable solution is thick enough to eat as a stew (Although it doesn’t technically require chewing) and its flavor is best left undescribed. The keg contains enough of the mixture to serve as 2d4+1 days’ worth of trail rations.

A large padded envelope containing a single silvered crossbow bolt and a note that reads; "You know what must be done. Make the right choice."

An odd receipt of a business transaction where a dragonborn adventurer wearing a full suit of ebony armor sold the shopkeeper salvaged bones collected from a half dozen slain dragons and bought 638 wheels of cheese in return.

A ceramic chamber pot shaped like an otyugh with brass accents.

A coin sized token made of etched, blackened brass which begets a connection to the spirit realm. When held, one can hear the whispers of the dead begging for retribution. Is it not righteous to answer their call?

A map of the stars that shows the mystical lines connecting the constellations.

An iron coin with an evil sigil on one side and the face of a demon on the other, flipping it causes the holder to hear a deep malevolent laugh.

A small looking glass which plays tricks on the eyes. Glancing through it provides normal magnification, but one might see a spire of gold in the shape of a sunlit mountain, or a musical box and floating notes in a cloud, or a laughing rabbit in the shapes of the stars.

A mask crafted from thin cast iron covers the entirety of the head. The face itself is made of brass and shaped into the face of a hideous snarling creature.

A rabbit felt wide brimmed, high crown fedora with a band around it. It looks dusty with age.

A one gallon cask filled with inky black whisky. Thicker than most scotch whiskeys, it has a black tone that glows golden when the light hits it. The whisky has a penetrating woody taste, and does not light a fire in the belly; it goes down smooth and cold.

A small black metal box that fits under the arm. It has 20 colored pieces of glass arranged in a spiral pattern on one side. With the switch of a lever and the twist of a few knobs on the back , the glass pulse with glowing light at different rates, immediately drawing the eye to their pattern. An noncombatant viewer can lulled into a slight state of relaxation and well-being, being momentarily distracted by the pattern. A bearer can use this as a relaxation tool or as a hypnosis aid.

A piece of crimson coral carved into the shape of a shark.

A pair of earrings, made of wrought silver and ivory. The design appears to be two sinuous female forms, touching at the hands, which are extended above their heads (This is where the clasp is) and the feet.

A conch pearl the size of the thumb's first joint, of a deep and brilliant blood-scarlet hue.

A silk robe, dyed blood red with extremely long sleeves that hang past the hands, down to the knees. The outside is plain, but the inside reveals a subtle motif woven with orange threads: a nightingale swallowing a fox.  Small, jingly bells hang from the hem.

A brass chalice with chilling imagery of demons and tormented humans.

A fleshy ball the size of a large man’s fist. Dozens of tiny mouths appear, disappear and reappear at strange intervals, each one constantly groaning and muttering unintelligible words.

A large, brightly colored, decorative tin containing a well preserved fruitcake. The sweet bread is studded with dried fruits, nuts and strongly flavored with brandy which adds both to taste and shelf life. The loaf is so dense and nutritious that a single slice can be substituted as a full meal. The sealed tin can be used as 2d4+1 days’ worth of trail rations.

A large conch shell that, when put to the ear, makes the wielder hear the sounds of the ocean. If the bearer closes his eyes while doing so, he will see visions of infinite horizons and calming ocean waves.

A raw, unprocessed chunk of tourmaline that catches the and reflects different colors as it moves. It protrudes out of a base of stone and is flecked with dust and dirt.

A whistle made from deer antler with a silver mouthpiece. Its single mid-range tone is strong and audible at a long distance.

A bizarre, intricately painted miniature sculpture, made of a lightweight material; neither wood nor stone. The figurine bears an uncanny resemblance to a member of the party.

A translucent pearl with a coral blue shimmer.

A set of glass playing cards in a brass case. Each card has a set of symbols and numerals unknown to scholars and the learned.

A flask with an unknown liquid. It cannot be poured out unless it is standing upright (In which case nothing happens since gravity). The flask is very sturdy and in inscription reads; “Those that drink smart and slow will drink this drink made long ago.’’

An envelope stuffed with cheap woodcut prints of men in various states of undress.

A tattered, oft-folded letter on which are written a mother’s pleas for her daughter to stop her dangerous adventuring and come home while they both still live.

A turquoise courtier’s uniform adorned with the stylized symbol of a dagger poised above a cup just above the bearer’s heart. Crow’s feathers dangle from the epaulettes.

A dented tin bucket filed with human teeth. Hundreds of them. Teeth of all shapes and sizes, from white, through all the shades of yellow, to brown. Teeth with bloody roots and with shreds of flesh attached.

A delicate silver bracelet, fashioned into the appearance of a spider, it's legs hugging the arm.

A silver charm bracelet with small kitsunes holding up different types of gemstones as if presenting a gift.

A sequined squid skin belt pouch.

An ivory scroll case with silk bands and silver plated caps.

A gold coin of strange design, one one side of the coin are two crossed-swords and on the other a bulbous eye that appears to blink occasionally.

A marble bust of a vainglorious adventurer.

An oddly detailed drawing of a pack of wolves chasing a small cloaked child. The numbers six, one, and two are arranged in a equilateral triangle pattern with the six being on the point above the wolves. Strange symbols are on the corners of the page.

A petrified pixie that would make a cute paperweight.

A lizardfolk statuette made from petrified wood and snakebone in the shape of a scaly hand emerging from water holding an axe.

An ancient scrimshaw with a well carved boat labelled, “The Mourning Hag.”

A finely tanned, soft leather pouch filled with thirty-six small, polished hematite tiles about 2 cm across, inscribed with non-magical glyphs on both sides. Some of the tiles have different glyphs on opposing sides. The pouch has a leather drawstring.

A small sapphire hairpin carved into the shape of an ocean wave.

A large oil painting of some otherworldly sea where creatures who are octopoid from the neck down but with human heads float in bliss.

A bar of lavender colored soap that when used, makes things dirtier instead of cleaner.

A mundane looking flat rock has been washed smooth by eons of swift rapids flowing over it. It still drips as if recently removed from the river that created it.

A copper pot with dragon head handle.

A large wooden box of dozens small painted lead figurines depicting knights, wizards, beasts, and dragons.

A simple silver ewer etched with a floral pattern.

A pouch of dried kelp filled with razor-sharp mollusk shells broken into pieces and tied together to act as an area denial weapon. The shells functions as caltrops in every respect.

A quartz statuette of a pegasus taking flight.

An old, straw-filled ragdoll with a patch above its heart. It is always comfortably warm to the touch.  

A glossy black hunting horn, chased with runes and knotwork of silver.

A well-loved teddy bear missing one of its button eyes. An observer who looks at feels a strong urge to comfort the bear, wanting to repair it. Yet for some reason they wish to repair it with an actual fresh humanoid eye.

A squat hematite idol with blue quartz eyes.

Pocket Watch of The Far Realm: A blued steel pocket watch with a silver chain that always tells the accurate time of the entire plane of the far realm. The far realm is a place beyond space and time. The pocket watches hands move fast and sporadically, sometimes even gaining a third and fourth hand. It is completely useless at telling the time on the material plane.

A dark soapstone sculpture of a large crouching cat.

A barely legible prayer written on leather, dotted with stains. It reads “May vengeance steady your hand with righteous anger. In this den of thieves, murderers, and monsters, there is but one answer, one god, and her name is written in blood.”

A large silk flag for a fallen kingdom.

A knotted gland consisting of a cancerous mass of gnarled tissues. The tissue thumps with an irregular cadence, as if two  hearts are intertwined in this tangled clump. The longer it's held, the more clear if becomes that a multitude is contained within one's own flesh.

A bronze brooch of an maple leaf.

A featureless steel cube with one open side. Light does not penetrate the open side and an overwhelming sense of power emanates from within.

A crystal that projects starry patterns when placed before a light.

A gold plated compass with cracked crystal in a small teak box carved with waves.

An obsidian tablet the width and height of a human hand upon which when viewed under the night sky tiny green and blue dots appear to move.

A large glass jug, stoppered tightly. Inside appears to be a diorama of a small forested island with a port town. If left undisturbed for a time, observers may notice that the water surrounding the island seems to move, and the trees wave. At night, tiny flickering lights can be seen in the town.

A perfectly fresh pineapple that has somehow resisted the ravages of time.

A sturdy cloth backpack made of high quality cotton, adorned with exotic feathers and pretty cross stitches.

A wand made from a rare elm with grains of sand sprinkled across its handle.

A bronze ashtray of a sleeping dragon.

A gold rimmed monocle with light rope of gold and clip. The glass of the monocle is smudged and cloudy but resists all attempts at cleaning.

A tear stained map of the local cemetery with an “X” marking a specific grave.

A hairpin with head shaped like a spider and set with red agate.

A crystalline hand-sized scorpion figurine that is so full of cracks and occlusions that it looks as if it could fall apart at any minute.

A portrait of an unsmiling woman painted on a poplar panel.

A human skull goblet with silver base.

A one gallon cask of Eye of Medusa, a paralyzing mix of grain alcohol, lime juice, simple syrup, and poppy flowers. This drink numbs the tongue before leaving you feeling like solid stone.

A slate tablet on which is carved a prophecy by a famed oracle.

A small knife forged from a unique metal alloy created by a fallen star.

The mostly straight bones of a humanoid bound with rough twine to make a macabre sort of ladder, rolled into a bundle.

A boar tusk scroll case encircled with silver bands.

A gilded puzzle box decorated with a asymmetrical geometric pattern.

A flat, round gray stone ring the size of a coin worn smooth by water and time with an attached tag reading "Shieldmeet 1120 DR, is this the key?"

A clay tablet with the answers to the favorite riddles of a certain guardian sphinx.

A tall brass rod is etched with an abstract circular design that seems to be devoid of any pattern.

A small glass sphere the size of a fist is astoundingly heavy, and appears to be mostly full of a thick golden liquid. It weighs ten pounds and has no visible opening or markings on it.

An odd contraption comprised of a small crystal orb set within a thick metal semi-sphere, covering most of the orb, and is about six inches across.

A pouch made of rough toad skin.

A small bottle of eyes-burning-from-the-smell-alone wretchedly spicy but delicious hot sauce (Which will cause vomiting and incapacitate the non-spice tolerant).

A well made bracelet of silver chain with small silver heart charms hanging off each link. A single one of these charms is carved from a rose zircon, which gives off a small amount of heat.

A wand made of a line of conjoined tiny rodent skulls with emerald eyes that makes it a grisly site to behold.

A wooden flute made of red wood with etchings of leaves around part of its base

An oddly shaped curved wand with elven writing carved within. When held at nighttime it helps its owner sleep peacefully to the sounds of nature.

A bone case containing black votive candles that burn with a green flame and can only be quenched by blood, not water.

An ode to Genial Jack, the Godwhale, who swims the Sixty Seas with the city of Jackburg on His back and in His belly. Scribbled on the back is a mysterious phrase: “The tongues of the dead wag at midnight.”

A pink stone sculpture of an ear which grows warm when it hears false flattery.

A beautifully carved wooden prosthetic arm fitted for a small humanoid, etched with tiny runes in ancient High Goblin, a language now all but forgotten along with the proud culture that produced it, who some say were forerunners of goblins and gnomes alike.

A small pouch containing a handful of moss crusted with what looks like dried blood. The blood was in fact taken from a patricide, the moss from a hangman’s tree; the combination makes this quite a valuable reagent to the right buyers.