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black-opal-001 · 1 year ago
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@trigun98watchparty
In day 6 we have: "Elizabeth", "Hand test" and a extra!
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Ep 5 and 6 where a role coaster for me, the city going after Vash, the Nebraska, the whole thing about Elizabeth and July, boyyyy, thats the point i noticed things where not that simple.
Extra:"Its a Plant hole!":
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References credits go to @shhapeshift and @xoxo-otome, thanks for the screenshots! The Plant hole reference was taken from the video "Rabbit hole" by channelcaststation on YouTube:
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goatvaxing · 15 days ago
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regret
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daryslaytonramblings · 23 days ago
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family gathering
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sad-leon · 1 year ago
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"So why am I so tiny, and why am I so mad?"
KoFi || Patreon
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rapidhighway · 2 years ago
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This is my promise I made to you.
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gay-people-for-ever · 3 months ago
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Wait arin tf are you doin- NO
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markofcastiel · 8 months ago
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Eric Kripke, working bi undertones into yet another character: "it's not queerbait, it's jacklesbait."
Jensen, already wiggling on the hook: "when are we filming the scene where there's a thumb up my ass? and what's with all the grandmas?"
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sunshades · 6 months ago
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btw hey happy almost halloween. anybody here to listen if i say this mirror world in canto 6 was them being jonathan and mina harker. the fascinator of mina's green dress is decorated to resemble a feather, too. as of wild hunt's acquisition scene, in this world catherine dies by being beheaded, as if befitting of a vampire, which mina nearly becomes in the course of the book.
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xxplastic-cubexx · 4 months ago
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im forcing you all to look shady-car-salesman erik
[What If Magneto Had Formed The X-Men With Professor X?]
#snap chats#DUDE WHAT IS THAT. I SCREAMED#also before any of you go read this dont it's so nothing. the title LIED it's the most nothing story ive read so far#thankfully this is only a one shot but man. i shouldve listened in that This Is Isn't Worth It#this is literally the only time erik's in the whole thing too btw bar a prologue recapping what happens in the og timeline#im so deadass like he also shows up in some bg shots but thats literally it he says nothing else beyond this page#'what if magneto formed the xmen with charles' god yeah what if. i sure wouldve loved to read that.#'what if they formed the xmen' genuinely yeah how did they do that. can we see that PLEASE.#the only perceivable difference is that erik lives at the x mansion and Probably isnt terrorizing people. and has this god forsaken look#i rescind my statement he's terrorizing ME with that beard and. //gestures everywhere else//#he looks like he's going to try to scam me into buying a shitty ferrari i cant ill take the viking beard just not this#also i think gaby and erik are just. inexplicably married????? they never cover that ???? thats just a thing to vaguely acknowledge#they dont even say it there's a book that's credited as 'erik magnus lehnsherr' and 'gabrielle haller lensherr' like ok. what.#they dont even properly tell us why eriks here or like. how erik and charles find the xmen. or why gaby's here vjeALKJEK#LIKE COOL HI GABS. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE she's a mutant now. forgot about that. ???????????????#the weird plot did distract me from. Whatever This Is but now im focusing on it again and im dying#i think what's really killing me is the earrings like oh my god. wow ok. wow...... terrible choice !#if i squint i can imagine the ponytail's gone from his side profile and it's a lil better but ...... jljalKjalJA#anyway i said id read every xmen comic and. regretting some choices but we ball#for now im gonna go wind down ... maybe doodle a bit who's to say ..
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black-opal-001 · 1 year ago
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I drawing a cardcaptor sakuraxtrigun au.
No one can stop me now.
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pinklotushere · 3 months ago
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"And I'm trying to be sane."
- Welcome and goodbye Song by Dream, Ivory
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The Wayne Manor study was cold, despite the fire burning in the hearth. Bruce stood by the window, staring out at the snow-dusted gardens. Dick stormed in, his anger palpable, the door slamming shut behind him.
“You think this interview is going to fix anything?” Dick snapped, his voice sharp and accusatory.
Bruce didn’t turn around. “It’s not about fixing things. It’s about giving Jason the respect he deserves.”
Dick scoffed, pacing. “Respect? You want to give him respect now? After putting him in a position that got him killed?”
Bruce’s shoulders stiffened, but he remained silent.
Dick’s anger boiled over. “You made him pick up that mantle, Bruce! You let him get involved in your war, and it got him killed! He wasn’t ready for any of it. He was just trying to live up to your impossible standards.”
“I didn’t make him do anything,” Bruce said quietly, still not turning to face Dick. “Jason made his own decisions.”
Dick slammed his fist on the desk. “Don’t do that! Don’t act like this is some noble tragedy where Jason’s choices were all his own. He was a kid. A stubborn, angry, reckless kid who wanted nothing more than to prove himself to you. And you let him!”
Bruce finally turned, his face lined with exhaustion and guilt. “You think I don’t blame myself? Every decision I made, every moment I wasn’t there to stop it—I think about it constantly. I failed him, Dick. I know that."
Dick’s voice dropped, the anger giving way to raw pain. “You didn’t just fail him, Bruce. You failed me.”
The words hung in the air like a physical blow. Bruce’s mouth opened slightly, but no words came out.
“I trusted you to protect him,” Dick continued, his voice shaking. “I thought you learned from everything we went through. But you made the same mistakes. And now Jason’s gone because of it.”
Bruce turned back to the window, his voice barely audible. “I thought I could save him. I thought I was giving him a better life.”
Dick took a step back, his anger simmering beneath the surface. “Well, you didn’t. And now you’re dragging yourself in front of Gotham to pretend like this will make things better. But it won’t. Nothing will.”
Bruce didn’t respond. The only sound in the room was the crackling of the fire. Finally, Dick turned and walked out, leaving Bruce alone with his guilt.
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The studio was unnaturally quiet as Bruce sat across from the reporter. The lights were harsh, casting deep shadows on his face.
“Mr. Wayne,” the reporter began, her voice gentle, “the loss of Jason Todd has left Gotham in mourning. How are you handling this tragedy?”
Bruce took a long pause before answering, his voice low and measured. “Jason was… a son to me. Losing him is the hardest thing I’ve ever faced. There are no words for that kind of pain.”
The reporter nodded sympathetically. “Can you tell us about Jason? What was he like?"
Bruce’s lips twitched into a faint, bittersweet smile. “Jason was…complicated. He was stubborn, always pushing boundaries, always asking questions. But that’s what made him special. He never accepted things as they were—he always wanted to make them better. He had a sharp mind, a quick wit, and a fierce determination to prove himself.”
Jason, grinning as he leaned against the Batmobile, grease smudged on his face. “Told you I could fix it faster than Alfred,” he’d said with that cocky smirk.
Bruce blinked, pushing the memory away. “He wasn’t perfect, but he was good. And he deserved more than what he got.”
The reporter’s tone turned cautious. “There’s been speculation that Jason’s proximity to you and your high-profile life may have contributed to his death. How do you respond to that?”
Bruce’s expression hardened. “Jason came into my life because I wanted to give him a chance—a real chance at a future. He deserved to feel safe, to have opportunities he’d never had before. If people want to blame someone for what happened, they can blame me. I made the choices that put him in harm’s way. And I’ll carry that responsibility for the rest of my life.”
The reporter’s voice softened. “What do you want Gotham to remember about Jason?”
Bruce’s voice faltered, his face blank. “Jason was… just a kid. He wasn’t perfect, but he tried. He deserved to grow up, to figure out who he wanted to be. I want people to remember that he mattered. That he was loved.”
"If there was something you'd say to jason now, what would it be?"
“There was a life before you, Jason,” he said aloud, his voice quiet and hoarse. “And then there was life with you. But for some reason, I never thought there would be an after you.”
He closed his eyes, the weight of those words pressing down on him. “But here it is. And I’m in it. I’ll be in it forever. I dont know how I'll go from here on”
"I'm sure he'd want you to move on" the interviewer smiled gently
Jason, standing in the kitchen, grinning triumphantly as he held up a burnt lasagna. “Alfred said I couldn’t cook. Joke’s on him—it’s technically edible!"
Bruce’s lips twitched into a faint smile. “He had this way of… making you believe anything was possible, even when you knew better. He made the world feel bigger somehow.”
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Dick Grayson sat forward in his chair, his hands clasped tightly. The grief in his expression was raw and unfiltered.
“Thank you for being here, Dick,” the reporter began. “Jason Todd’s death has been a tragedy felt across Gotham. How are you coping?”
Dick exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. “I’m not. Jason wasn’t just some kid I knew—he was my brother. Losing him feels like… like losing a part of myself.”
The reporter nodded. “What was your relationship like with Jason?”
A faint smile flickered across Dick’s face, tinged with sadness. “It was complicated. We argued a lot. He was stubborn, always trying to prove himself. But that’s what made him… Jason. He didn’t back down, even when he probably should have. He cared about people, even if he didn’t always show it. He had so much potential.”
Jason, laughing as he raced him across the rooftops. “Come on, dickhead, keep up!” he’d shouted, his voice full of that youthful arrogance.
Dick’s smile faded. “But he never got the chance to figure it all out.”
“What do you want people to remember about Jason?”
Dick’s voice softened, his eyes glistened “Jason was just a kid trying to find his place in the world. He deserved so much more than what he got. I want people to remember that he mattered. That he was loved.”
The reporter asked, “What would you say to Jason now if you could?”
Dick’s voice cracked, his composure slipping. “I’d tell him I’m sorry. That I was too hard on him. That I didn’t mean half the things I said. And that… I loved him. I really did.”
Jason tackling him during a training session, both of them laughing as they tumbled to the ground. “Not bad for the new guy, huh?” Jason had teased, his grin infectious.
“Not bad,” Dick had admitted, ruffling his hair.
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Dick found Bruce waiting outside the studio, leaning against the car. The two stared at each other for a long moment.
“You heard it all, didn’t you?” Dick sighed
Bruce nodded. “You did good.”
Dick’s anger flared again. “Don’t patronize me, Bruce. I’m not doing this for you.”
Bruce’s expression darkened. “I know that.”
“Do you?” Dick stepped closer, his voice rising. “Because sometimes, it feels like all of this is still about you. Your guilt. Your pain. Meanwhile, Jason’s the one who’s gone. And we’re the ones left trying to make sense of it.”
Bruce looked away, his voice quiet. “I’m trying to do what’s right.”
Dick shook his head, the anger giving way to exhaustion. “Yeah, well, maybe you should’ve thought about that before putting Jason in the crossfire.”
The two stood in silence before Dick finally turned to walk away. “I hope you figure it out, Bruce. For his sake.”
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Dick sat alone in his apartment, His hands trembled as he stared at an old photograph of Jason. It was from one of Alfred’s rare attempts to capture the family at peace—Jason mid-laugh, trying to swat away Dick’s hand, messing with his hair.
"I should have picked up the damn phone"
He clenched the photo tighter, the edges biting into his palm.
They’d been in the Batcave, the tension between them boiling over after another mission. Jason leaned against the Batcomputer, arms crossed, his expression defiant.
“You think you’re so much better than me, don’t you?” Jason snapped. “Just because you were the first. Golden Boy Grayson.”
“That’s not what this is about,” Dick shot back, his voice sharp. “You don’t listen, Jason. You charge in without thinking, and one day, it’s going to get you killed.”
Jason rolled his eyes. “Right, because you never made mistakes. Spare me the lecture.”
Dick’s temper flared. “This isn’t about me! I’m trying to keep you alive, you idiot!”
Jason smirked, his usual defiance masking the hurt in his eyes. “Don’t worry, Dick. I’ll make sure not to ruin your perfect record.”
He'd stormed out, leaving Dick standing there, fists clenched.
Dick’s hand trembled as he brought the photo closer. “I should’ve apologized. I should’ve told you that I didn’t mean it, that I was just scared for you. But now… now I’ll never get the chance.”
He swallowed hard, tears streaking down his face. “You weren’t supposed to go, Jay. I wasn’t ready to lose you. Not like this.”
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Headline the next week:
"Wayne’s Tragic Loss: ‘I Never Thought There Would Be an After’ – Bruce Speaks Out About Jason’s Death"
"Grayson Breaks Silence: ‘I Was Too Hard on Jason’ – A Brother’s Regret Revealed"
"Gotham’s Darkest Hour: Dick Grayson Reveals Guilt Over Jason’s Death"
"Jason Todd’s Tragic End: Wayne and Grayson Speak About the Boy Who Didn’t Make It"
"The Aftermath of a Tragedy: Grayson and Wayne Face the Public After Jason’s Death"
@BatFan25
"Damn. Bruce Wayne just admitted he never thought there’d be an ‘after’ Jason. That hit hard. #WayneFamily #JasonTodd"
@Nightwing_13
"Dick Grayson saying he was too hard on him? Man, I felt that, I'm mean to my little brother all the time, too. You can see the guilt in his eyes. #RIPJasonTodd #GraysonRegrets"
@GothamWatcher
"Anyone else feel like Bruce Wayne is still carrying the weight of this? His words about Jason... so heavy. #WayneFamily #GothamGrief"
@MissMysterious
"Honestly, watching Dick Grayson break down about Jason... I can’t handle it. He loved him so much, even when they fought. #GraysonFamily #JasonTodd"
@WonerwomanFangirl
"The way Bruce talked about Jason... like he’s still trying to process it. But I get it. Jason was his son. 😔 #WayneFamily #RIPJasonTodd"
@GothamKnight48"
Dick Grayson: 'But he never got the chance to figure it all out.' Jejxysgej my babies nooo #RIPJasonTodd #GraysonFamily"
@crimsoncider
"I honestly feel for Bruce. The man lost a kid he raised. People forget that part sometimes. #WayneFamily #JasonTodd"
@TheRealrobin
"Bruce saying he never thought there’d be an after Jason... I mean, who does? Losing a son? That’s the kind of pain you can’t just get over. #Grief"
@GothamViews
"It was hard to watch Dick talk about Jason. I think he always blamed himself a little. But at least he was honest. #Family"
@just_a_lonely_bat
"Bruce and Dick going these interviews about Jason... makes you realize they’re just human, too. So much pain behind those winning smiles of theirs. #WayneFamily"
Pls don't track down my house
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luckkythirt33n · 4 months ago
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oh no Elias can hear you he has his earphones in 👁️🪈
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sammysammer · 9 months ago
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I still can't believe you let me do this to your oc😭
Oc belongs to @iguessimfished! :3
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citrusai · 5 months ago
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weekes saying all that mythal shit is up to interpretation is so weird to me because instead of worrying about leaving all of solas' past up to vague interpretation to (new) players because you're too chickenshit to stand by your established lore you could've focused on ghilan'nain and elgar'nan and who they were and what they became. elgar'nan literally let the other evanuris slay his wife and he watched on, and then he rotted in a prison made by what he referred to as his wife's "lapdog" and second in command general. and what of ghilan'nain? what is their relationship? why is it just the two of them in that prison when there were more evanuris trapped in there? why are they simultaneously this omnipotent threat capable of spawning blight at will but also two dimensional villains chasing their own tails half the game while solas just poses and speaks in his riddles in the fade. also a fragment of mythal is inside of morrigan, does no part of her gaf that her husband is literally terrorizing the world she loves? hello??
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scribz-ag24 · 3 months ago
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you ever think about how grovyle was so willing to sacrifice everything, especially himself in order to change the future and dusknoir was so focused on self-preservation that he became so single-minded on it that neither thought deeply about what their own future should hold if everything worked out/if they lived? because i am
future trio struggling to live in a new world bc for so long their lives revolved arounf that push and pull of fighting to save the planete/preserve it as it is is the best thing ever, i hope they live through horrors of their own making constantly <333
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cent-scratchnsniff · 6 months ago
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hiii I was wondering, is it just me or does it feel like Yesod would spontaneously combust the nanosecond his little walnut brain realizes "hey they might not be visiting me just to bother me about paper" ? in reference to your funny Blue Cheese/Netzach/Yesod post
also how often do you think Chesed is haunted by Chuck-E-Cheese ?
genuinely cant think of anything funny to say in reaponse all outa ideas it got drained out of me into the lobcorp machine to get on the stupidest of grinds for this . feels like it would go all quiet up in there before going back into existence to fully process the fact . exaggerated for a sad attempt at humor
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on regards to chuck e cheese not quite exactly the idea presented but i havent slept in awhile so i hope this slight tangent regarding the idea will suffice. i think it haunts him like an ever present oil stain thats just faded but when youre having a nice day pops up to remind you of its existence. not quite sure how it haunts as its not necessary good nor bad but it sure does never leave. if we are talking literal apparition haunting deal. maybe like on weekends
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does the city have a chuck e cheese. did chesed ever experince the very grungy experience of a chuck-e-cheese. is there some sort of abnormality that took on its form akin to how fragment of the universe tried to change its appearance in order to communicate its intent though crayon scribbles and hearts but for the mascot of chunky cheese to communicate the . pain of entertainment joints or smthn. ill never know . hopefully ill stay ignorant to such matters
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