#he is actually my spirit animal

[cursed-anduknowit]

Have a Haikyuu spread for your lovely faces 🩶🩵

[little-pondhead]

The Curse Of Hope

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Danny is in another universe. He had a reason, but he doesn’t remember anymore. He can only stare, horrified and disgusted, at the sickest city spirit he’s ever seen. Shivering and swaying with every step, core exposed, and ectoplasm leaking from wounds that are decades old. A ratty blanket was thrown over their shoulders, barely hiding the spirit’s pale grey skin and protruding black bones.

The spirit didn’t even sense him until he reached out to touch its wispy shoulders. The spirit flinched, clutching at the dozens of trinkets hanging from their neck and tucking in on themselves like they were expecting a blow.

“Oh, shit,” He swore, floating back a few feet, hands in the air, to show he meant no harm. “I’m sorry. I promise, I’m not here to steal from you.” The spirit shivered again and rolled a pearl necklace in between their fingers. A nervous habit. “Uh, I like that pocket watch? It’s very nice.”

That got their attention. They peeked at Danny, and he saw that more tattered cloth was covering their eyes, blending in with the stringy hair that reached the ground. Their blanket fluttered weakly, revealing hundreds of thousands of tiny marks etched into their skin. Scars, really. Scars that wrote out curse after curse onto the spirit’s very being. They burned with evil intent, and even reached inside the spirit’s body and wrapped around their core.

Occasionally, blinding specks of color raced across their body, temporarily erasing the writing, but it always returned quickly. He watched, a little detached, as one particular line rewrote itself across their rough forearm, drawing fresh ectoplasm like someone was writing it with a thin knife.

“Are you…alright?” Danny stuttered. A stupid question.

The spirit cocked its head. He couldn’t see their eyes, but he felt their burning gaze as they pondered the question.

“The pain of others becomes mine own.” They rasped. “The lights of the city dim as rotten wealth clogs mine veins. Magicks long forgotten have eaten mine skins, pulled mine cloak, and darkened mine skies. Helios has refused to grace mine doorstep, and the seasons of the Earth have revoked their kindness.”

Danny held his breath. It felt like he was the one with the exposed core, not the spirit.

The spirit shivered once more. “Tell mine soul, little lamb. How could this Forsaken City know peace, when it was long since ripped from mine hands?”

Shit, he needed Frostbite. And maybe Clockwork. Now.

-Or-

Danny meets the spirit of Gotham City. The villains and rogues that have plagued the city for decades are literal curses that are taking quite the toll on Gotham, and honestly, Danny isn’t sure how much longer they can hold out. The heroes seem to be doing some help, and are probably the reason Gotham made it this far, but the poor city needs help from the Realms if they want to get better.

Luckily, Danny can provide that help.

But only if he could get Gotham to leave their city behind. Because recovery is going to take a very long time.

[punskiii]

Gibble Bibble! (ft. Twobert and Phantom)

My sister challenged me to use my only 3 colored pencils, and pointed out that a certain someone had that exact color scheme.....

[voiider]

fake psychic Tim but its just. its just psych. Jason dies and batman goes off the deep end so Tim (instead of becoming robin) starts going ham on the 'tips to the police' bc if the police can deal with the smaller crimes then Tim doesn't have to worry about batman killing a petty thief.

Except he's running himself into the ground and he starts getting sloppy bc he's giving the local police info, and bludhaven info (bc dick) AND probably giving Nightwing info when he can and someone catches him or he leaves a paper trail and then Officer Dick Grayson apprehends him and takes him in for questioning and Tim is like "you can't talk to me without my parents or a lawyer present, I'm a minor. And my parents are in Guatemala, so you better call my lawyer."

and Dick is like "kid you're not in trouble i just need to know who's giving you this information." Because there is NO WAY this kid isn't working with someone. Someone who is using a child to drop off information, which while noble to help the police, is putting this child in danger and tim is like, pretty offended actually. That it's being implied that he COULDN'T do this himself.

So he's like "im not working for anyone."

and Dick is like "you have to be getting the info from somewhere. I just wanna help."

and Tim is like AUGH ADULTS "I just- i figured it out on my own" and its CLEAR that Dick doesn't believe him which is, first off, super insulting, never meet your heroes, and second he shouldn't be talking anyway or admit that he goes out at night or Dick will do something stupid like try to make him stop. So he's like (rolling eyes) "I'm psychic. Are you happy? Can I have my phone call now?"

[palettepainter]

Within the next few days I will be in possession of a small 2005 Boober Fraggle plushie I will be able to hug him-

[orcelito]

Ok I Am enjoying getting to see Neji's teammates react to this. Especially Lee, who's fuckin wrecked by this. Wish we got more reaction from Tenten, but by this point I can't be surprised at Kishimoto not giving proper depth to the girls.

This part tho,

LEE... YOUR HAND... YOUR HAND TOOK HIS EYEBROWS AWAY... GIVE THEM BACK..!!!!!!!

[iknaenmal]

guys what do you think about this

[donuts4evry1]

I watched somewhere that Raya's whole "Dragon Nerd" thing was kinda demeaning(?) towards the sanctity of Dragons in SEA culture and while I do agree with that to some degree... I personally think they also went too tame with Raya's whole "Dragon nerd" thing

Raya was only nerd enough to plot dump, but if someone was truly a "Dragon nerd" then they should have really went harder with it. Made her absolutely fanatical about it. To the point where she freaks out other characters about it. We were robbed of adorkable nerd fighter Raya and I'm a little sad about it

(Also, this post was inspired by Xiran's video where a group of SEA people assembled to talk about Raya... And also the character of Elrand from "Campfire Cooking in another world with my absurd skill". Just see what I mean here:

THIS is what I'm looking for in a "nerd" character.

Granted, this is unholy levels of obsession from a single character, but I LIVE for this kind of character. It gives them life and animation!)

[camvrin]

UGH I'm about to fill out one of these college forms and just get to the point whete I graduate early 🤞🏽

[gusgryphon]

Happy Halloween, everyone! Gus welcomes you to take as many mini coffee crisp bars as you like 🧡

[sskk-manifesto]

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[callsignred]

Random Walking Dead photo dump.

[silverameco]

James Potter is that lgbt person who thought for a long time that he was just a very strong ally

like a very very strong ally

who maybe takes things a little bit too personally

like 'i overheard someone i care about saying something slightly homophobic and i cried myself to sleep but that's just because it's unfair to queer people' kind of ally

like 'i read/saw a gay love story for the first time and got obsessed with it for years but that's just because i think love in general is awesome' kind of ally

like 'sure sometimes i have fantasies about boys but that's just because the idea of men liking men is normal for me' kind of ally

but when he finally understands, he doesn't really struggle, he just accepts it like "yeah that makes sense actually" (damn right it does)

[platonicallylovesick]

Current brother ranking has gotta be

Beel & Bel (tied for first. NO NOT JUST BECAUSE THEYRE TWINS I just love them that much

Satan

Levi

Mammon

Lucifer

Asmo

[gardenkept]

Here's a basic layout of Peach Blossom Cookie's beginnings before he became the Keeper of the Heavenly Orchard. His mortal life, essentially.

An orphan displaced due to war, Peach Blossom Cookie does not remember his homeland or the faces of his family clearly, but he has always remembered the injustices he saw in the world. How those in power abused it... How the innocent always got caught in the crossfires of conflict, paying the price of yet another war in which neither side was right... How all that was beautiful in the world would be trampled on with a cruel indifference...

Thus, he took up a sword and began acting as a vigilante from the time he was a young teen, becoming an enemy to the armies of various realms over time — that was how he felt he could truly make change in the world, and what he also found long sought out purpose in. His name was infamous to the crowned by his early adulthood, and for many villages affected by war and corruption of those they were governed by, a beacon of hope.

He is not exactly sure when it happened — when a group of cookies had begun following and looking to him for asylum, but... he realized they shared the same dream for the world. From then on, other refugees would join their group as well — cookies who otherwise couldn't defend themselves, scarred by warfare and tyranny. They were mostly simple farmers and such folk; alongside children, the elderly, and disabled. In hopes for a better life, they banded together and began journeying elsewhere with Peach Blossom Cookie who would protect them.

They would travel tirelessly for a place away from the bloodshed, for somewhere to call home, and far out to the west they thought they had found land they could cultivate. There had been those who were lost during the journey, it was not without risk after all, but they had finally found it — somewhere they could settle down and grow their roots. Together they believed that they could establish a community and build a paradise from the ground up for all those like them... In the end, just when they thought they had fled far enough, conflict would find them again. Peach Blossom Cookie would end up failing to protect them. Every single one of them was gruesomely slain by bandits, the sight of rising smoke and their screams drawing him back to their incipient village in horror.

The last thing he would use his sword for was to dig up the first thing they had planted in order to begin their little paradise — a peach tree sapling that had thankfully been unsullied by blood...

And as you can probably guess now, Peach Blossom Cookie would carry that same sapling upwards to the heavens to start his garden in honor of those he lost that day, hoping to see their dream come into fruition no matter what. The climb was far from easy, though that's for another post.

[skitskatdacat63]

“Constantia et fortitudine” - Emperor Sebastian I “der Sieghafte”