#he's on his home turf

[stars-obsession-pit]

Due to issues with Jack’s fertility, the Fenton kids were both conceived using donor sperm. The donor they ended up receiving wasn’t anyone special; just a random chemical engineer from Gotham City by the name of Jack Napier

And perhaps things could have ended there. Perhaps in another reality, they did, and Danny never had to pay more than a passing thought to his genetic father.

But in this world, Jack Napier faced one extraordinarily bad day, and it broke him. All he could do in response was laugh at the utter meaningless of it all. And by the time his cackles subsided, the man he had once been was dead. In his place, only the Joker remained.

Yet despite how suddenly everything changed, neither of them knew the truth of things right away. The Joker had never even known he had a son, since the service didn’t inform people if their donations were used. And though Danny had known Napier’s name, he had no reason to pay enough attention to the man to notice his disappearance.

That ignorance couldn’t last forever, though.

All it took was a few medical tests from Danny before the automated database systems made the connection.

And that certainly didn’t go unnoticed by those in Gotham.

It looks like it’s time for Uncle J to pay his kid a surprise visit! Ooh, maybe he could break out the ol’ electroshock kit and bring back Joker Jr too, make it a proper family reunion!

[suntails]

governance

[canisalbus]

My ocs have their world situated in modern times but i have a renaissance au for them cause i love history and speculating about them in a different setting. One of them became a monk at some point and even travels to Rome several times, and ever since i discovered your art i couldn't help but wonder how would Machete react to him since they're vastly different. For example my oc is relaxed to a fault and just goes for his bussiness and his type of faith is very strong but not in a fanatical or obsessed type of way but more like that of mystics (like saint John of the Cross for example), so i can only imagine an scenario where there is some sort of reunion or theological debate at the Vatican and Machete being very weirded out by him, also i think his dog form would be a spanish mastiff so just imagine poor Machete next to this scary but chill giant 😂.

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[joshnekuu]

Looking at my kh3d tag and remembering how traverse town has been altered in little ways to resemble Shibuya and how in-game it’s probably just as little shout outs and references to twewy but also how it can be read as Joshua being homesick and trying to make this world they’re trapped in as close to home as possible.

[moonimii]

SOBBING CRYING GAGGING THROWING UP. Any Ways!!!! Various silly guffaws and doodles I’ve drawn while trying to figure out how to go about drawing tgis new batch of silly guys…

[kintsugiscars]

Ah, megalocrabs. So nostalgic. He used to be terrified of these things. They were so big and loud and he only had a carbuncle to protect him. To think that now he had to stand back or they'd turn to evaporate with merely a look.

Lex sent out his nouliths to wrap shields around the other gleaners, just in case.

"You did well." From his endless pack, he fished out a small bag of candied oranges. "How far are we taking them?" he asked as he offered Erenville some.

@kintsugiscars liked for a starter! "You're sure about this, Lex? I don't want to throw you in any more danger than you've agreed to, and flushing out a megalocrab nest so we can catch them, while not beyond your abilities, is still a bit much.." Erenville sighed

[potatoingalaxy]

GYATT DAMN

It's big. Omygoodness, it's big.

[goodcastlegazette]

glad to see Emily Axford in her natural habitat -> fucking wrecking the dm’s shit

[akkivee]

I am so sorry about spamming you with all these asks that aren't exactly asks 😭 that bit about saburo and kuko bonding via him info dumping on kuko is so cute! 😭 love the idea of kuko fitting right in w/ the yamada bros as if he belonged there?? like them playing games together, kuko making delicious food for them + packing jiro his bento in the morning when ichiro has some urgent request to attend to?? ft. ichiro being very much endeared but also confused w/ how domestic this all feels lmao

DOMESTIC ICHIKUU IS MY JAM

kuukou randomly dropping by to hang out with the yamadas????? assisting with their odd jobs???? and then dragging them all out for a break after more laborious jobs???? he habitually rises really early, like at around 3 in the morning, so when kuukou sleeps over, he always gets up to cook the yamadas breakfast??????

ichiro probably hc he has a cute boyfriend puttering around his home lol

[riverkingmarley]

I do wonder if people on Reddit will attack me for my Tumblr-copied opinions one day. Ridtom comes in with the steel chair and knocks my teeth out.

[eyeless-smiles]

kissedbymischief

eyeless-smiles asked: ❛  are you always so competitive?  ❜ (for Loki)

“Are you always this annoying?” Loki slices through flesh and bone, carving up the carcass of a beast he felled. It’s a dream, of course; he’s dreaming of the forests of Asgard, and his times of hunting with exquisite skill. He misses it, sometimes. Other dream Asgardians are grumbling while they set up camp, each hunter that had been bested sporting bruises or an array of forest floor on their person. Tricks, and no treats. “This is my dream. You’re encouraged to leave forthright.”

Gods are incredibly frustrating beings to inhabit the dreams of. First of all, because they can always damn tell when they're dreaming. A mortal lucid dreamer or two is a pain in the ass, but a god?

They were always a royal thorn in the Corinthian's side.

But the Nightmare doesn't inhabit dreams for the sake of fulfilling a purpose anymore. No, he abandoned his role as a Nightmare long ago. He prefers the pleasures of the Waking World far more than anything he can find within the Dreaming.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't step into dreams on rare occasions. If it means he can gain something out of it.

The Corinthian looks completely out of place amongst the trees as he watches Loki dissect the fallen beast. A pouted frown on his lips as the god demands he leave.

Suddenly, abruptly quick, a heavy darkness falls over the forest. The heads of the Asgardian's snapping up with neck breaking speed to glare at Loki. Even the dead beast shifts to turn its great head towards the god.

Every set of eye sockets set upon him are filled with glistening teeth.

"You might be dreaming, doll. But it's not yours." The Corinthian answers with a cool simper. And just as quickly as the scenery had changed, the darkness fades, and the Asgardians return to their duties with eyes comfortably inside their sockets. The great beast returning to a dead thing by Loki's feet.

@kissedbymischief

[snekdood]

idk who needs to hear this but growing native plants is not hard at all, at all

[letsoulswander]

[#i LOVE this #vampire who's very invested in his town and spends tons of money for good parks and libraries bc 'they need enrichment!!!' #he stays up to date on birthdays and milestones bc that's his herd!!! End ID.]

you know it really isnt immoral, if you do it right, to raise cows and sheep for meat. so. well. i think there should be a story about, vampires who have a town of humans that they keep well-maintained, so long as the humans donate their blood once a month, like vampire blood farm stuff

but instead of antagonistic everyone's like. no he's a nice man you leave the count alone. he keeps us safe and cared for and he just needs a lil snack now and then, it dont hurt anyone. like a cow that loves the farmer and the farmer that loves the cow, even with both knowing one will end up on the other's table. because its like. its like. cows just have such pretty eyes, you know? they love you so much. i think it should be like that

[vinyls-and-valentines]

Spinning a medieval fantasy DD au in my head for reasons, and there's something so fun to me about mercenary king! Cherri Cola. Like, everyone assumes he's just some random northen shepherd until they see him fight because he carries around a fuckass big staff (shaft of modular spear) and wears large pieces of weave and leather as cloaks (in part to conceal his other weapons, but mostly because that's his whole ass house (tent) right there). He has 5 different magic bags full of every single thing he's ever owned. Even though he does not try to hide his identity as the mercenary king, no one would ever believe that scruffy ass mess is the strongest mercenary in the northen continent. He becomes 15 kilograms lighter the moment he sets up camp. He's the worst (affectionate) <3

[prlssprfctn]

AU, where Bruce accidentally gets de-aged (physically and mentally), and the first person he bumps in is... Red Hood.

To Jason's defence, he didn't connect the dots at first. He was just patrolling around his usual turf, thinking of nothing in particular, when he saw a small child in a ridiculously serious suit, sulking around Crime Alley. He looks distraught, and considering that he looks rich, it is no surprise - that is not a place for him. So, he is either lost or something happened, right?

He takes the helmet off, as he usually does when he is dealing with kids (they got scared easily) and carefully approaches a brooding baby.

'Hey, shrimp. Where are your parents at?'

That said shrimp turns around, his big blue eyes looking confused and lost, and Jason thinks he looks awfully familiar.

'I am not shrimp,' he protests instantly, pouting at him. 'And they are somewhere... here. We just left the movie theatre together!'

Jason glances at the abandoned movie theatre, back at the little rich boy with a familiar frown, and it clicks. This is his fucking dad. Suddenly, a kid - but it is fucking Bruce Wayne, for sure.

'Was watching Zorro by any chance?' Jason still asks, just to be sure that he is not going insane.

Bruce - and it must be him - beams at him.

'Yes! This is a great movie, by the way.'

Oh, hell. At least, he didn't witness his parents' death just yet. Jason wasn't sure he would be able to deal with his father being so small, and mourning his mom and dad. He would probably cry himself at some point.

'Hey,' Jason calls out for him slowly, squatting down; God, who would've thought that this little shrimp would become so tall and big in the future. 'Aren't you... You must be Thomas's kid, right?'

Okay, yeah, Jason is going to lie to this kid. Because there is no way he manages just to steal Bruce as a stranger to bring him back home; it is still a kid, even if it is his father. Right?

'You know my dad?' Bruce tilts his head, little fingers tugging on the hem of his jacket; suspicious.

'You could say that,' Jason nods. 'Alfie... I mean, Alfred called me. Asked me to pick up a kid, since Thomas and Martha got an urgent call.'

Fuck his life and stupid life choices. What the hell he was even doing? He looked like a mugger; or like a psycho. But Alfred was his best bet - he could call him, after all; ask, well, support his idiotic made-up story.

'No one calls Alfred Alfie but my dad,' Bruce pouts in a very, very spoiled manner.

'Well... I do. We served together in the army,' he blurts out.

His armour, apparently, is enough a proof for the kid to nod slowly.

'Okay. But you gotta take off your strange mask first,' Bruce folds arms on his chest.

...???

Did this kid just agree for an unknown man to take him home? Like this? Who could've thought that this pouty child would become the most paranoid man alive in the future?

'Uh, why?'

'So I can remember your face and do an identikit, if you turn out to be a bad guy,' Bruce smirks stupidly. 'Duh.'

Jason is going to cry. This kid is so cute.

'Yeah, duh,' Jason huffs, but despite his better judgment takes the domino mask off as well. 'Go on, take your time. My identikit should be the prettiest, shrimp.'

Bruce... gawks at him. His eyes are comically wide now, mouth open, and then, he jumps a little closer to him - oh, God, he is jumping when excited? - putting his hellishly cold hands on Jason's cheeks.

'Woah. You look like dad.'

'Uh,' Jason nods awkwardly, and because he is an idiot, adds a joke: 'We are brothers, actually. Just don't talk much.'

...Apparently, little Bruce can't take jokes. Because he lets out an adorable gasp, and throws himself on Jason as if they knew each other for ages now.

'Uncle? That's so cool. You look like Zorro!'

Damn this little kid, and this stupid family. Damn Joe Chill and the night he killed this kid's parents. Damn it all. Bruce might be an asshole sometimes, but he was so... cute and innocent.

'Thanks, shrimp,' Jason slides a domino mask back on, picks up little Bruce with one arm, and grips a helmet with another. 'Come on, let's go home. Alfred will make your favourite tiramisu.'

'You know my favourites?!'

Jason sniffles.

'Yeah. Yeah, I do, kid.'

If he gets so emotional over this kid, he has no idea how worse Dick is going to be once he finds out.

Oh, this is going to be one hell of a night.

[touchlikethesun]

staying with my brother - a man that i previously lived with for 15 years - has been. a trip.

in no particular order (and certainly not in order of importance) some events that have transpired:

i asked where he keeps his chopsticks so i could eat my ramen and he looked at me incredulously and said "what do you think i am, a millionaire?" and refused to listen when i explained he could literally get chopsticks for less than $5 basically anywhere

he told me if i plan to take the bus i should keep his gun (his gun that apparently he carries everywhere even into his classes and to his job where he's working with literal children) just in case anyone tried to start something, and again refused to listen to me when i told him me feeling of safety is directly proportionate to how far away i am from a firearm

when we got dinner last night, he showed me his uni's meme page laughing hysterically at every single one while i sat in silence bc every single one was in some way a joke about substance abuse

i learned that he and his friends are planning to drive to south america and when i brought up the safety concerns of that plan he just laughed it off and said "but think of the vibessss"

how. how are we related. i do not think two people raised in the same house could be more different