#it’s true regardless

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

Just thinking about how Pony and Johnny really would go to the ends of the earth for each other

[tactfullyinappropriate]

It's like we all collectively forgot as a society that friendship and just connection in general takes effort. Even if you meet someone you immediately click with, it takes hanging out about 20 times (!) to become friends. And guess what, some of those 20 meetings might be awkward or unimpressive.

We all want to reap the benefits (having a friend circle, having a partner, getting married) without doing the work (going to events, interacting with people, learning to handle conflict maturely, dating). Myself included. If I could, I'd never leave the house or go on another mediocre date again... except, that's part of the process.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, the cure to the loneliness epidemic is touching some grass and building tolerance for tedious in-person interactions.

[sabertoothwalrus]

So it’s Kabru right. Laios’s regent is Kabru. If anything happened to Laios, Kabru would have regency. He would have control over the kingdom. If he wanted. Because he knows how to kill people and could easily take that power for himself. But he won’t, because he likes Laios and thinks he’s a good king. But he could.

I didn’t realize Kabru had This much power. He’s essentially next-in-line until Laios produces an heir.

[brainlessbaguette]

This is slowly going from a low quality, low effort, ha ha funny au to something I am genuinely invested in.

No brain worm, we weren't supposed to get this into it. But like all of those thoughts of "we could totally set that dry grass on fire" "what if we put an octo balloon on an explosive barrel" legit work as something a skull kid would suggest, and we had A LOT of those thoughts playing botw.

Honestly, scrolling through old art and seeing how much I've missed skull kids and how I still haven't coped with disliking totk, in hindsight this was bound to happen. Grandma Midna wasn't on the bingo card tho.

[yooboobies]

he is just too dangerous | for @rjshope

{cr: namuspromised}

[starry-bi-sky]

Blood Blossom Au: Baby's First Commissioner Meeting :)

TL:DR This Post: Danny (orphan) gets poisoned with blood blossom extract by Vlad. He runs away from him and ends up under the care of one Pre-Robin Battinson Batman! Starry is loudly pushing her batdad agenda.

(Also known as "Late At Night, When The Nightingale Sings" on my ao3!)

This was a fun rough idea I've been sitting on for weeks, thinking about how Commissioner Gordon and Nightingale's first meeting might go.

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Commissioner Gordon likes to think that he's adjusting to the new normal of Gotham very well, -- the new normal being grown men running around dressed like bats, in military-grade strength body armor, committing acts of vigilantism, -- and slowly, little by little, he was no longer being surprised when this new normal pops up out of the shadows like the world's most terrifying daisy. His shaving lifespan thanks him for it.

....

The kid is a surprise though.

Granted, he seemed to be a surprise to the Bat too.

There's been a string of murders lately, -- which, in Gotham, is kind of like saying there's been another storm during monsoon season. And there's just been another; in some dilapidated building down in south Gotham, with the broken, boarded-up windows and mildew-crawling walls to match. The victim is a man in his thirties, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, left in the center of the room for the blood to pool out around him.

The place is already secured when he arrives, the building swarmed with officers and the forensic detectives. The Bat emerges shortly after he does -- or, he might've been here the whole time, hiding someplace dark and shadowy. For his own sanity, Gordon doesn't think about it too hard.

The kid is a surprise, and he appears like a bolt of lightning.

He shows up in the middle of a conversation Gordon is having with the Bat.

A whistle, sharp and loud, slicing through the air, meant for open air rather than a confined space. Gordon's ears pierce and protest the sound, and the solemn, murmured chatter floating through the room abruptly cuts off like the swing of a gavel. As he turns towards the sound -- as they all do -- he swears, up and down, that he sees Batman's shoulders jump, just slightly.

At the source, perched on the window, is a boy. A boy in a gray-blue scarf and an oversized black hoodie, one that hangs off his frame and has ace bandages wrapped around the wrists in some attempt to cinch the sleeves. The hood is up, big like the rest of it, and threatens to swallow the upper half of the boy's face whole in the fabric. What upper half Gordon can see, is smeared with some kind of opaque, black face paint. He's holding onto the side of the frame with one hand, on his hip is a grappling hook. A familiar grappling hook.

Gordon has multiple questions, and his officers tense up.

Martinez puffs up, brows furrowing as his face shapes into a frown. Shoulders rolling back. "You can't be here, kid--"

The reaction is immediate, like a spark to gunpowder, the boy yanks his fingers from his mouth and his mouth twists into a scowl. Head snapping over to Officer Martinez, his hood manages to stay on but Gordon swears that as he bares his teeth, the glint makes them look sharper than they should be. His voice is rasp and quiet and harsh; snappish in its hissing; "Put a fuckin sock in it, Martinez. I'm not stayin."

Martinez reels back, and the boy immediately veers his attention off him. Like a switch, his demeanor drops. Despite half his face being covered, his mouth twists into a cringing, apologetic smile. Slanted and off-beat, embarrassed. It'd be disarming if this wasn't Gotham, and if he didn't just hiss at Martinez like he was about to bite his head off.

"Sorry." He whispers, voice deceptively polite and softer now. Gordon has to strain his ears to hear him. "I was looking for him."

He points his finger towards-- Gordon? No, Gordon follows the direction, and finds himself looking at -- the Bat.

The Bat, who always looks stiff as a pole, now looks even stiffer. Somehow. Well, the explains the grappling hook attached to the boy's waist.

"What are you doing here?" The Bat says, gruff and unable to completely smother the stumble of surprise in his tone.

The boy still holds a sheepish smile, and slips off the window ledge. His feet hit the creaky boards with a near-silent thud, the Batman finds his feet and rapidly begins crossing the room.

Gordon notes the slight tremble in the boy's legs as he straightens. He adjusts his scarf, which droops close to his knees now that he's standing, and slings a backpack -- how long has had that? -- off his shoulders. When the Bat reaches his side, he does as he always does, and looms over the boy like a spectre. A threatening mass of shadows cloaked in all-consuming black. Standing next to him, the boy looks teeny in comparison.

The Bat is a man who terrifies even the most hardened criminals, Gordon has seen grown men shiver in fear at the mention of his name. And yet when the boy looks up at him, he doesn't even flinch.

Instead, his sheepish smile melts away like ice under the sun, holding only traces of his previous embarrassment. It remains as a shadow on his face, a small upturn at the corners of his mouth. The boy pushes his hood back just enough to reveal glinting, ice-flint eyes surrounded in tar-black face paint. He holds the backpack up with one arm. "You forgot this."

[idontmindifuforgetme]

if I could go back in time my top advice to my younger self would literally be don’t get into fucking situationships

[irbcallmefynn]

I'm gonna be honest I don't know why I made this. Think it was another one of those ideas I have right after getting out of the shower. Regardless...

Might keep this as one of the things he can do with his magic. He literally steals your form and puts it in a box and puts you in a new one. Maybe if you can open the box you can have your body back. But good luck getting that tape off with your fingerless plushie hands! :3

[monkiekidtwt]

[charcubed]

Pink Pony Club – Multifandom – Queer Joy

Twitter | Youtube

I felt like we all needed a reminder to keep dancing right now. Don't let them take your queer joy.

A list of everything I used is in the description on Youtube :)

("But Char, _ isn't queer media." Yes it is! Hope that helps!)

[possamble]

for your consideration

BDHSJSJDJD THE SHAKY THUMBS UP IM,

[royalarchivist]

Foolish: I mean like, it was a shot in the dark, I suppose.

Ironmouse: Well, you know, there's a bunch of pictures of naked men, so I don't want to say it was a total loss.

Phil: Not a total wasted journey for Mouse, it's alright.

Ironmouse: Not a total waste of time for me!

Foolish: HEY– hey, that's my boyfriend!

Ironmouse: Don't you like, date like everybody on this Island? Why do you care? 🤨

Foolish: No! No, I don't! No I don't! I don't know how I've gotten this reputation! No!

Ironmouse: IT'S JUST A PICTURE, stop being jealous! [She punches Foolish] I'm a human being with eyes, I can appreciate muscles. 🙄

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Foolish: I don't think there's actually anything.

Ironmouse: Nothing?

Foolish: Yeah.

Ironmouse: [Disappointed] Aw. :(

Foolish: I mean like, it was a shot in the dark, I suppose.

Ironmouse: Well, you know, there's a bunch of pictures of naked men–

Phil: PFTTT–

Foolish: That's not just any naked man, Mouse.

Ironmouse: –So I don't want to say it was a total loss.

[Phil and Foolish crack up]

Ironmouse: You know?

Phil: Not a total wasted journey for Mouse, it's alright.

Ironmouse: Not a total waste of time for me!

Phil: It's all good.

Foolish: HEY– hey, that's my boyfriend!

Phil: [Laughs]

Ironmouse: What?

Foolish: Oh wait– yeah Mouse, you probably don't know that.

Ironmouse: Don't you like, date like everybody on this Island? Why do you care?

Foolish: No! No, I don't! No I don't! I don't know how I've gotten this reputation! No!

Ironmouse: IT'S JUST A PICTURE, stop being jealous! [She punches Foolish]

Phil: [Leaning into his microphone] No yeah, you're totally right Mouse, he definitely dates everyone on this Island.

Ironmouse: Why are you jealous?

Foolish: What?

Ironmouse: Why are you jealous? It's just a picture.

Foolish: What- I wasn't jealous! I wasn't jealous!

Ironmouse: I'm a human being with eyes, I can appreciate muscles.

Foolish: Yeah! No- I wasn't jealous! I was just– you know, I was just happy to be like, "Hey, that's my boyfriend!" is that crazy?

Ironmouse: Besides, you– everybody tells me you're with a lot of people on the Island, why do you care?

Foolish: I AM NOT WITH A LOT OF PEOPLE! Ok?

Phil: [His cubito stares directly into the camera]

Ironmouse: [Doubtful] I dunno...

[azmydeus]

goodnight

[swagspren]

“Adolin, investigate this broken strap,” “Adolin, solve this murder,” “Adolin, testify in court for the fate of humanity.” This is a lot of pressure to put on a horse girl who just wants to duel

[box-dwelling]

I do think the first time Astarion sees wyll in like official royal clothes/general fancy clothes it fully breaks his brain for like 20 minutes. Because Wyll is hot anyway, and also he's obviously got the Knight in shining armour Prince aspect to him that asatrion is very normal about, but I think seeing him in the actual clothes for the first time it fully set in that that is his Boyfriend and he is the duke and he also looks like that. He would just not be able to comprehend it. Like what do you mean I actually pulled a fairytale Prince. He would blue screen

[the-girl-with-too-many-ideas]

One thing that I've never seen people talk about is that Shen Jiu would want his body back. Sure, it may be irreparablely damaged and weak, but it's still his body. He never had any bodily autonomy until he joined Cang Qiong at seventeen, so he would fight tooth and nail to get it back rather than lose the right to his body again.