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Bro, I turn 32 on Thursday. I've had this blog since I was 16. What the hell.
anyways if you're feeling gifty XD https://throne.com/neekaneon if you're a friend I actually exchange addresses with, I has an etsy.
otherwise...iunno.
Historically my birthday goes horribly. I'm talking multiple times with people making sure I cried. Kidney infection. Being ditched for a number of things. Partner being angry other people made plans but did not bother to make plans. My other partner and mom being so very needy to be included that everything I wanted..just didn't happen.
Gonna not go thru the whole list. It's too damn much. Suffice it to say, every year my birthday goes badly. There have been (2) that did not.
I dunno how to feel about any of these. I guess avoidant? My brother's girlfriend asked about my birthday but like.
I don't really feel like spending it with family - my brother and dad made the one before last kind of awful. And mom isn't even on the continent.
I guess this is sort of complaining? I dunno, I'm mulling it over. Maybe I'll see a friend. I guess I could go for a hike? Or a trip somewhere new.
High tea? I got nothin. Anyways. I'm about to be 32. My partner and I hit 5 years in April last. My childhood friends are married, having babies, or both.
My cousins almost all have babies.
Time feels fake as hell. I don't still feel 19, or 20 or whatever, mostly because everything was so frantically miserable and out of control back then. Whatever else, I have my feet firmly planted right now.
I'm not so broke I'm coasting my car everywhere or putting my last 5 in the tank and hoping it works.
Not so badly partnered I'm crying most nights.
I did know what I should be doing though. And I wish I had gotten there sooner.
Also I'm going to try and speedrun school. And maybe write a grad thesis because a few people have been up my butt that I should.
Need to return to research about this.
Happy Monday, y'all.
#text#random#personal#blogging#journal#life tm#birthdays#adulthood#growing up#life plans#general musing#mulling over of life#epona is fucking insane
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Venom 3 spoiler warning but like
"Ride me cowboy", "we've been together for a year?", "Sometimes I think we would've been happier you and I living a life like this", them calling each other Thelma and Louise? Them talking about future plans and the camera directly cutting and staying on literal happy newlyweds?? "BUT I NEED HIM BACK" ???? A montage of their time together???? Hello ??? Symbrock nation can you hear me !!!!
#everyone say thank you mr hardy for the full course meal#yes a very best buddies thing to do is to. checks notes. point to a happy nuclear family and tell your ''friend'' thats the life youd want#'youd make a good father' what if i threw up chat#i miss them already#ughhh i love Cinema TM#venom#venom spoilers#venom the last dance#personal nonsense
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when florence and the machine said "I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject" and when romeo x juliet said "a simple life with you would be paradise" and johnathan coulton said "it's okay, I like you in glasses" and everything everywhere all at once said "in another life I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you"
(edit: I made a longer thing with more examples here)
#eeaao#florence + the machine#f+tm#johnathan coulton#romeo x juliet#everything everywhere all at once#THE INHERENT BEAUTY IN THE MUNDANE#THE JOY OF SHARING YOUR LIFE WITH SOMEONE#IT DOESNT HAVE TO BE BIG OR GRAND AND IN FACT HAPPINESS ISNT USUALLY#IT JUST HAS TO BE
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I know Gabriel is canonically really popular with Heaven’s residents but there’s bound to be some heavenly loser with pronoun envy
#my art#ultrakill#gabriel ultrakill#i love angel pronoun lore#he earned those pronouns fair and square and now he gets to wear a he/him pin like the badges on military uniforms#of course he has blue wings and pronouns#also can you fuckin imagine being a virtue??#imagine you live your entire life as a Good Christian(tm) and then u get to heaven and find out not only do u still have to work a 9 to 5#you have to do it in hell#forever#man i’d be salty too#straka's shitposts#sketches
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First time i ever do a DTIYS! It was fun!!
AU by @forgettable-au !
#can you believe it's the first time i ever drew gaster(tm) in my entire life?? haha XD#i was waiting to have finished my PMV to start this dtiys!#gosh i love this au so much#forgettable au#forgettableDTIYS#undertale#papyrus#gaster#dtiys#myart
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something something seeing things through different eyes
#tigerghost#art student manny is my FAVORITE of jorge guitierrez's plans for his life. i LOVEEEE that sm#danny takes him to the ghost zone for some mission reason and hes like OHHH MY GOD THIS IS SICK AS FUCK#ITS AWAKENED LATENT FINE ART IMPULSES IN ME!!#meanwhile danny kind of tolerates being in the GZ but its very much like. not a place where Good things happen to him#hes grown accustomed to it and he loves certain things about it but he will never be fond of it and that sort of colors his perception of i#so manny coming in like WHOAH AND YOURE THE /KING/ HERE? THINK OF ALL THE COOL ASS GHOSTS YOU CAN MEET! THE AWESOME GHOST LANDS!#THE FLOATING GREEN STUFF!!!#gives him a little bit of that first-time wonder back :')#anyways the style is HEAVILY cribbed from anastasia trusova who i HIGHLY recommend checking out#when im rich and famous i shall buy many of her pieces#ntu tag#designs as always tm tm tm tumblr user nicktoonsunite#also mannys jersey was kept safe by his Painting Shirt (now tied about his waist) you know his apartment is eclectic af#but quite clean. he got the stress cleaning habit from his dad
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Welcome back SmallEtho you have been missed
#trafficblr#wildlife#wild life#life series#life smp#grian#ethoslab#etho#smalletho#we will never leave the trenches I fear#actually paused grian’s ep to make this I was possessed#“little etho” I about had a heart attack#boat boys#the one duo to rule us all#also kudos to Etho for immediately joining up with god#(just for god to refuse to share the secrets but good try)#we expect nothing less from The Minecraft YouTuber (TM)#anyways everyone go watch the new series#ITS HERE BOYS
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global superstar mother sarah nelson
heartstopper season 3 (2024)
#heartstopperedit#heartstopper#sarah nelson#nick nelson#charlie spring#olivia colman#diane nelson?#mine#time for my annual sarah nelson shit post (tm)#anyway sarah was on an extended trip to help the bisexuals in the world come out and came back to fuck up her son's sex life. true icon
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Good Morning, World.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#jiang yanli#jiang cheng#'Good Morning World' because to wwx the jiang household is what grounds him. It is his burrow and blanket.#The familiar soup and banter is his home. The familiar arguments and tension are also his home.#Notice how quickly he throws LWJ to the side once he has JC back in reach! 'He was so boring; I wish *you* were there!'#WWX is very quick to constantly remind himself that he fits within a very specific power structure and role.#He pushes boundaries but almost always only the boundaries that he knows he can push against.#Sitting here now and realizing that if WWX did take life more seriously and act more diligent he would totally usurp JC.#Because the contrast with Them (tm) is wwx is the one that gets in trouble and JC is the one that sticks to the rules.#That responsible appearance especially in contrast is the thin line that holds JC's self-esteem together.#And lets be fully honest. From JC's perspective the last week was also extremely intense and stressful.#It truly was a feat to travel so far so fast despite also being exhausted. Never knowing if it is all in vain.#JC said with his actions 'I would move mountains for you and dig through stone with my bare hands if it meant reaching you.'#and WWX said '[read]'#It's about wwx chronically asking 'why would someone care for me? I'm always tool to be used' than accepting that people love him.
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Danny loved this dimension!
First, the yellow ring powered attacks, and now the fear gas! Jazz would have an aneurysm if she ever found out how high he's gotten in the past week alone.
Now, if only he could shake off these pesky green lanterns and the giant bat guy.
Haunting this dimension seems like promising bonding activity between him, Ember, Kitty, and Johnny!
He really should hunt down that yellow lantern guy, tho, that stuff was great quality.
#fera being drugs#fear = Marijuana#dcxdp#dpxdc#dp x dc crossover#fic prompt#writing prompt#dc x dp prompt#danny johnny kitty ember quartet#my beloved#the green lanterns are only 50 percent sure that was a new lantern#a baby lantern egtting high#ancients help them#theyre gonna need ut#how would u feel if u saw a child breathing in fear gas with dilated pupils and bubbly#bruce is concerned tm#hes hiding the joker gas with his life
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A few people asked me to compile my Elden Ring arts into a zine errr months ago .... I'M FINALLY DOING IT :")
Gonna get a proof printed at the local shop early next week... then I'll be binding the pages at home with thread. I'm excited >.<
#im so happy ive been able to finish so many lil art projects lately TvT#like ones that i've wanted to tackle since forever (making prints available - design some enamel pins - stickers per season - zines....)#i've spent so much of my Art Life (TM) thinking “oh it would be cool if i tried this...” but it usually wouldn't actually happen...#now im making them happen!!! been opening the floodgates LOL#(for better or for worse)#:3c#anyway#yes im very excited#thanks for looking....#at ... all the damn stuff i'm throwing at ya lately LOL
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ALEERT ALEERT ALERT ALERT RED FUCKING GGG ALEERTTTT
GRIAN JUST POSTED THIS ON HIS INSTAGRAM AND HIS IG STORY IS VERY ALERTING OH MY GODDODODODODOD
#trafficblr#trafficsmp#life series#life smp#3rd life#third life#last life#double life#limited life#grian#OH MY FUCKING GOD HOLY SHIT OH MY GOD OH TM FUCKING GOODDD
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All your life you have lived in a small dark room. But it's OK. There is a huge Meal(tm) for you you eat in the room. So you enjoy your meal and time passes, and you grow-- then one day, when there is no more Meal(tm) to eat, you feel a sleepiness coming over you-- you drift into the longest and strangest sleep of your life.
When you wake up-- everything feels different, your body is different. You have wings! And-- God! You can't stand the little room anymore! Get out! You must fly!
You emerge from the clay chamber made with love by your long dead mother. The light of a early summer day hits your newly minted compound eyes for the first time! The world is vast and full of danger and things to eat! You think it would be a wonderful idea, to find a delicious Meal(tm) and make a little cosy chamber for that Meal(tm) and then place an egg there so that a little one, one like you could enjoy such an excellent start to life.
But first! BOYS!
Oh to be a hymenopteran!
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For ghostlights: baby Ellie + tired Danny + Duke the baby whisperer?
He has no idea how his parents did it.
Babies are exhausting. Toddlers more so. Any infants in the strange stage in-between? Doubly so.
Ellie is wonderful and sweet and cute and such a terror that Danny genuinely has no idea how his parents managed to raise not one, but two kids. For all their eccentricities and absent-mindedness, he and Jazz turned out pretty well. Ignoring the whole halfa thing because that’s more his fault than theirs even if Jazz says they shouldn’t have created the dangerous environment in the first place.
That environment is exactly why Danny refuses to let Ellie go to his house in Amity Park. His parents say they’ve disabled all the weapons and ecto-sensors since he’s had to reveal himself as Phantom, but he knows that things slip their minds and if they can’t guarantee that the house is safe, then Ellie isn’t going in there. Simple as that.
This means that they live somewhere else now. Danny had thought about it, during the hours Ellie was asleep and he was awake, exhausted and worn down to his bones, and took Jazz’s advice to accept Vlad’s offer of buying a house for him. Except he argued Vlad down to an apartment in a city of his choosing where he wouldn’t stand out too much and he would be safe, or as safe as he can be, from anyone trying to hunt down ghosts.
So here they are. Standing in the empty living room of their new apartment in Gotham.
Gotham may not be very safe as a city, but it’s good for two ghosts trying to pass as normal.
Danny sighs yet again, and looks at the space he’ll need to fill. At least Vlad is footing the bill. It’s the least he can do for creating Ellie. Frostbite was the one who was able to stabilize her, though it was almost too late and resulted in her reforming as a baby, just one and a half years old. Jazz is the one who’s choosing most of the furniture, thankfully, so it’s something that Danny doesn’t need to worry about it.
It’s a new start to their lives and it feels so empty. So overwhelming. How did his parents do it? How do any parents do it?
Ellie smacks a small palm against his cheek and babbles lightly.
“I know, Ellie,” Danny says, giving her a tired smile. “Don’t worry, we’ll have this place looking good in no time.”
He adjusts her in his arms, then heads towards the bedroom. It’s the only room that has any furniture, and all that’s there is a bed, a crib, and a bookcase. There are a few boxes on the floor, labeled ‘bedroom’ and ‘clothing’ and ‘books’. Most of it came from his bedroom in Amity Park, but he’s pretty sure he caught Jazz sneaking a few things in before they closed the boxes and loaded them up into the car.
“Can you be good for five minutes?” he asks Ellie.
She babbles again and smacks his shoulder.
“I’m taking that as an agreement. Just let me open these boxes and start unpacking before you start causing trouble, okay?”
Ellie makes another sound, but it seems agreeable so Danny carefully lays her down in the crib and gets to peeling off the tape on the boxes. The opens the one labeled ‘bedroom’ first, finding blankets and sheets folded and stacked in vacuum sealed bags. One of them is his old childhood blanket, the one he carried around everywhere that was faded with age, barely blue, with white bunnies decorating it.
He was so small when he had this. It makes him oddly emotional to unpack it and pass it on to Ellie, draping it over her so her pudgy little hands can grab at it.
This is no time to cry, though! He forces himself to focus and makes his own bed, shaking out the sheets and fluffing up the pillows. He’ll worry about washing everything later; Vlad made sure to get an apartment with an in-unit washer and dryer, which means he was actually sensible while apartment hunting for Danny.
He doesn’t mean to flop onto the bed once it’s made, but he ends up there anyways. He’s barely gotten a full six hours of uninterrupted sleep since Frostbite deemed Ellie healthy enough to leave his care. The drive up to Gotham was long and wore him down to his bones.
He doesn’t mean to fall asleep, but he does, drifting off as he wonders, distantly, when Jazz will be back from getting them dinner.
Ellie wakes him up at dawn with a loud cry. Danny jolts awake, heart pounding in his chest as he panics because Ellie isn’t here, she’s supposed to be in his arms, where is she? And then he sees the crib, where Ellie is staring at him through the bars, and he nearly collapses with relief.
“Morning, El,” he says, voice rough from sleep, as he picks her up. She just stares up at him, then leans forward and rests her head against his shoulder.
It’s quiet moments like these that make his heart melt. Ellie’s had a hard life already; he wants to give her a better one, this time around.
A quick check of the time on his nearly dead phone shows that it’s barely past six in the morning, and Jazz texted him a few times. All about furniture, saying that she didn’t want to wake them and that food is in the fridge.
It’s only the mention of food that makes him realize how ravenous he’s feeling. Danny makes a beeline for the kitchen, ignoring everything else, and pulls out the boxes of take-out Jazz left stacked in the fridge. He devours it like he’s been starving for weeks, then gives Ellie her Ecto-Jello, the only food she’s allowed to eat until Frostbite gives the okay for solid, human food.
Once he’s got her burped and cleaned up, Danny looks out of the kitchen and realizes that Jazz was very productive while he was asleep. The living room isn’t empty anymore; a dark green couch is against the wall, a low, rectangular coffee table made of dark wood in front of it. Two armchairs are on both sides of the couch, and a television has been installed, fixed into the wall.
Jazz is asleep on the couch. Her legs hang off an armrest and she’s drooling slightly.
Her phone is charging on the floor, so Danny takes it and snaps a picture of her for later teasing, then sends it to himself and writes a note to her that he’s going out with Ellie to explore the neighborhood.
He’s finally feeling more settled, energized from sleep and food.
In the warm dawn light spilling in through the windows, Danny looks down at Ellie and thinks that they’ll be just fine after all.
. . .
Four months ago, Danny had hope. He was optimistic.
Gotham was a fresh start, a new lease of life for Ellie. It is Danny’s attempt to be a single parent, sacrificing college for Ellie, and he’s planning to go out and beat the gangs black and blue if they start anymore shootouts in the next year.
He had just gotten Ellie to sleep. She was actually peacefully taking a nap.
And then a drive by shooter raced down the street, gunshots echoing down the road, and Ellie work up crying. She still hasn’t stopped, despite how Danny rocked her, soothing her as best he could.
They had been outside when Ellie fell asleep, her head on his shoulder. He had been catching up with Sam and Tucker when the car drove by, people ducking and crying out to avoid the bullets. Danny instinctively covered Ellie and made them both intangible, saving them from any stray bullets, but they ruined her nap and he needs to make them pay for that.
“Shh,” he soothes, “You’re okay. We’re both fine. It’s okay, El, it’s okay.”
Her little hands clutch at his back, twisting the fabric of his shirt, and she lets out a heartbreaking wail. He pats her back, hurrying down the street to get back to his apartment building, ignoring the looks people were giving them as they passed by.
“I know it was scary, but you’re alright. You’re always safe with me, El.”
Ellie’s cries down down a little, but they don’t stop. She whimpers, burying her face against his shoulder as he finally reaches their apartment building.
The door’s locked, which wouldn’t be a problem except Danny can’t get his keys from his pocket. He knows he has them! But his pocket refuses to relinquish them and he has to stop every few seconds to pat Ellie’s back, trying in vain to calm her down.
“We’ll be inside in a second,” he tells her, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice, “as soon as I can get these freaking keys!”
“Hey, you alright?”
Danny startles, whirling around so fast it makes Ellie go quiet, clinging to him so she doesn’t get flung into the air. There’s a guy standing before him in a gray hoodie, looking at him with clear concern. It speaks to Danny’s level of constant exhaustion that he hadn’t clocked someone sneaking up behind him.
The guy offers an awkward smile. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you or anything. Um, do you need me to open to door? I live here too.”
Danny wonders for a moment if this someone dangerous, someone hoping to hurt Ellie, but she starts to cry again and he steps to the side. “Please. I can’t get my keys.”
“I’m Duke, by the way. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”
“Danny,” he replies, watching as Duke pulls out a large key ring, jangling with the amount of keychains on it, and easily opens the door. “I’ve been here a few months, but I’m usually inside. Or walking around in the mornings with this little monster.”
“That would explain it,” Duke says as he holds the door open, letting Danny in first. “I’m usually in classes at GCU, but I decided to take a mental health day after my lab, so here I am.”
Danny walks in and waits for Duke to follow, making sure the door closes properly behind them. “Thanks. How is GCU? What do you study? I was thinking of going there myself once she gets a little older and can go to school.”
“Oh, I’m majoring in English and Human Services.” He goes to say more, but Ellie wails again and Danny winces.
“I’m so sorry. That drive by woke her up and it’s really rattled her.”
“Hey, no need to apologize. I get it, Gotham is rough to kids.”
Danny tries rocking her back and forth, but it doesn’t help. He resigns himself to another hour of her crying before she exhausts herself, and makes for the stairs, going up to the fourth floor. Duke holds open the door again, then follows after them. It makes Danny wonder if Duke is planning to do something to them, then decides he can beat Duke in a fight, so it’s fine.
Duke doesn’t try to hurt them or steal Ellie away. He opens the door to their floor and stops before they do. “I’m in here,” he says, “If you ever need me to open more doors.”
“Thanks. Um, actually, I might need help opening mine?”
Duke just smiles and makes his way back to them, following them farther into the hall until Danny stops in front of his apartment.
“If I could just get my keys,” he starts.
“Here, let me hold her for a second so you can get them,” Duke offers. Danny wants to insist that it’s fine, but Ellie cries directly into his ear and Danny, at the end of his rope, passes her over.
Like magic, Ellie settles as soon as she’s in Duke’s arms. She sniffles and hides her face away, clutching to Duke’s hoodie, but she stops crying. They both go still, surprised, and stare down at her.
“Seriously?” Danny says as he finally pulls out his keys, “Are you trying to say that I’m the problem?”
Ellie babbles lightly, and Duke turns his head to futilely hide his grin.
He grumbles as he unlocks the door and pushes it open. Ellie is acting as if she’s never been upset before a day in her life, making herself at home in Duke’s arms.
“I can’t believe this. Betrayed by my own blood.”
Duke laughs as he follows Danny into his apartment, lightly patting Ellie’s back. “It’s always the smallest, cutest ones that do this.”
“Yeah? Do you work with a lot of kids or something? Used to being betrayed by the little ones?”
“I don’t work with kids per se,” Duke says, “But my foster family is a hot mess and the youngest of them likes to keep us all on our toes.”
“Family,” Danny says in a tired, fond tone.
“Family,” Duke agrees.
With his door open and Ellie calm, Danny’s ready to just lay face down on the floor for the rest of the day and not deal with anything else. He moves to take Ellie back, holding his arms out, and Duke tries to pass her over.
The key word being tries.
Ellie tightens her grip and kicks at Danny. She refuses to be taken away from Duke, making him awkwardly try to pry her off his hoodie. Danny really hopes Duke doesn’t notice how she goes slightly intangible to make his hands fall through her arms and legs. It shouldn’t be noticeable, but it’s hard to focus on anything but a kid that clings to you, so Danny holds out for Duke’s goodwill and silence.
“As nice as it is to meet you, you need to go back to your… parent?” Danny nods when Duke looks at him in askance. “You need to go back to your parent. Okay? Come on, kid, he’s waiting for you.”
Ellie shakes her head, makes a frustrated noise, and then turns and reaches out a grabby hand towards Danny.
She still refuses to be taken from Duke when Danny tries to pick her up again, so he settles with just letting her hold two of his fingers.
“I’m so sorry about this,” he says to Duke, face burning. This is why he hasn’t been going out and being social since he moved in; Ellie is a handful even on the best days, and Danny doesn’t want someone to judge him as unfit to parent her and have her taken away.
Duke shakes his head, stepping closer. “It’s all good, man. I don’t mind. It’s not like I had any plans today. I’m already skipping my classes, might as well spend it with you two than sleep all day.”
“Are you sure? I’d be happy to invite you in, but I know Ellie can be a lot and not everyone wants to spend their day off with a baby.”
“I’m sure. Besides, I’d just be down the hall anyways. It’s no skin off my back, man.”
“Well,” Danny says, stepping to the side to give Duke full access to his open doorway, “Come on in, then.”
Ellie keeps them connected, one hand in Duke’s hoodie and the other holding Danny’s fingers, and though her cheeks are still red from how hard she had been crying, she’s calm now with her eyes shining with mischief.
As the door closes behind them, Danny realizes that this is the first time someone he’s not related to has been inside his apartment. Not even Vlad has come in, always choosing to invite Danny and Ellie out for lunch instead.
It should make him nervous, but Duke is calm and easy going and kind.
He’s making silly faces at Ellie to make her laugh, completely at ease with her in his arms, as if he’s done this a thousand times before.
Gotham is a second chance at life for Ellie. It’s a sacrifice for Danny, to be alone and without friends or family around. He’d been ready to give up everything for Ellie, to focus solely on raising her, but with Duke filling his apartment with laughter, he thinks that he can make a life here too.
All he needs to do is take that first step, reach his hand out, ask Duke to stick around.
He can do this.
#ghostlights#dc x dp#dp x dc#dcxdp#dpxdc#dc x dp fic#prompt fill#my writing#i really love writing about characters struggling to be parents v suddenly and thru unconventional means#so here's danny a year out of high school living on his own for the first time w baby ellie#and duke who needed some space and independence while he's in college. bruce pays for the apartment while duke works part time for grocerie#and ellie who had been fully developed but unstable is now a halfa baby who remembers stuff but is also. yknow. a baby.#she absolutely latched onto duke to force danny to have a life outside of her. but also she can sense that hes kind and calm#which danny needs bc he is Stressed (tm)#this leads to duke bringing over food for them and looking after ellie while danny goes shopping or naps#both of them ignoring how duke has to leave suddenly for Hero Related Reasons and how danny and ellie have Powers#it's a v delicate balance they keep for the sake of keeping ellie safe#yeah they're gonna co-parent and realize they're basically dating after MONTHS of pining#the bats have bets on who gives bruce a grandkid first and literally no one bet on duke but here he is lol :)#thanks for the prompt!!
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Li Lianhua + saying "I love you" without saying "I love you" (2/?)
Mysterious Lotus Casebook (2023)
#li lianhua#fang duobing#fanghua#mysterious lotus casebook#lhl#lian hua lou#llh's love language#more 'food as a love language' in this show because I think about Them and cannot rest#this scene is so layered it kills me#the 'recipes' are actually his yangzhouman instruction manual (tm)#which feels like a good one-to-one because food = life-sustaining as is yangzhouman#but in the context of the whole show and llh's whole character journey#we know that this is exactly the opposite: llh is essentially handing over his last will and testimony#but also in the context of the entire show and llh's character journey#we know that this is llh's way of telling fb he loves him#he loves fdb and will give him the thing he's always wanted...#...but only after his death#and it also shows that maybe he still thinks fdb's love is conditional#and only exists alongside lxy and not llh#anyway#I am Sad dot meme#my mlc gifs
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doodles
#my art#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#itadori yuuji#fushiguro megumi#ryoumen sukuna#fanart#jjk fanart#yuuji#megumi#sukuna#not gonna tag gumi vocaloid but thats who that is . fr the uninitiated. the yowamushi mont blanc herself <3#tbh re: megu>gumi at this point i feel like i am screaming into the void . yelling at a wall etc etc#i know i will never change fandom opinion on the go-to nicknames#but just know that when yall call megumi 'gumi' . gumi vocaloid is all i think of . she doesnt go here >:(#using gumi fr megumi just leaves a weird taste in my mouth . n i know most of it is likely bc of the context i... normally see it used in.#but i digress. if i can convince even a single soul to adopt the megu agenda into their life i will count that a victory#anyway midway through the megu/gumi drawing i got hit with a wave of I Hate My Art Style#so i did a doodley sketch sheet and im cured now#sometimes just doing a bunch of drawings to convince yourself u can draw Works !! who knew !!!#also has been a while since i drew sukuna i think !! hes so silly#i also just realized he and fushiguro mewgumi r making the same face FHGSDFHSDK Unintentional!!!!!!!!!#i tried going fr a slightly Different Style(tm) with the sheet but i think i ended up sticking to old habits fGHFGHSH#maybe its a smiiidge more realistic??? who can say#either way it felt good to keep things rough n sketchy like i was doing a while back#and now it is . 3am .
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