#link creation

[raptorrobot]

...like antennas to heaven

link to the full image

[abyssalzones]

put me to work

[voice crack] hey guys I remembered how to draw

[callmeizukunotdeku]

I love the idea of parentified Tim Drake.

Bruce loses Jason and isn't ready for another son. Tim sees this, he acknowledges this, and he's okay with it. He's never really been a son to his own parents so he wouldn't expect the neighbor to start taking care of him.

When Tim's parents come home, they're not mean or anything, they just don't baby him. They treat him as an equal--as someone who knows what he's doing--and that's fine, because he does.

He's been taking care of himself for as long as he could remember, so when people try to treat him like a child, it angers him more than anything. The way that they assume just because he's young he can't take care of himself.

Tim's been to galas before, though. He's talked with Bruce and the man never treated him like he was incompetent. Tim's parents would ask Tim questions about the company so that he could recite them to Bruce. It was a song and dance he was well versed in, but he didn't really mind, not when Bruce looked at him with such a fondness in his eyes, always saying, "That's really interesting. You know a lot about your parents' company. Did it take you a while to memorize it?"

And he'd shake his head and say, "No," because that was the correct response, even if it was wrong.

Even if he had flashcards about Drake industries and kept up to date with perception of the company and the stock value and who the shareholders were and what they wanted and what they were willing to do to get that.

It wasn't one bout of work. It wasn't a single night of studying to make sure he passed the test, but a lifetime memorizing information and then rememorizing it when it changed.

So when Jason died and Bruce started getting bad, Tim knew what to do.

He was used to long term projects where it would be years before he actually got to see any result. He was used to seeing adults as people who he was responsible for, though he had to admit that the responsibility had never been that big before.

When Tim showed up at Bruce's doorstep, he was young, just like both of Bruce's other sons, but his eyes lacked that sort of naïveté and childlike wonder that should have accompanied the baby fat which persisted on his cheeks.

That's what made Alfred pause at the door.

There was a kid. A black haired, blue eyed kid. He was young, like both of Bruce's sons. His lack of naïveté was something he shared with both children, only Dick's had been a fresh sort of loss, one he was still mourning, and Jason's naïveté was something long-forgotten and left to rot. It was a feeling you smelt when you left the windows closed for too long.

Still there, still somewhere, but not quite right and never able to be found, only stumbled upon in rare moments of something that could almost be called joy.

Tim's naïveté is something he left at home. He keeps it on a shelf in his bedroom, something to look at when the going gets rough, but something too fragile to be held.

Maybe that's why Alfred lets him in.

That day, Tim meets Bruce--not Brucie or Batman, just Bruce.

He meets a man who's hair's grown long, but not long enough for it to have been intentional. There's grease in his hair and bags under his eyes and you can tell that he's been biting his nails.

He's clean shaven, because that's what people can see when he wears the cowl.

Tim takes a deep breath before walking into the room.

Bruce doesn't move, but Tim doesn't doubt that the man notices him.

The room smells like alcohol--a smell he recognizes from when his own father is home, though he can't say he's ever remembered it smelling so concentrated.

"Hello," he says, when he's right in front of Bruce, "My name is Tim, and I'm here to help."

Bruce doesn't say anything, but he doesn't need to.

Tim talks to him, slowly distracting the man as he brings him to the bathroom, first trying to put a toothbrush in his hand and then, when that doesn't work, brushing the man's teeth himself.

Tim draws a bath for him and grabs him a new pair of clothes, and tells him to take his bath, only leaving the room when Bruce finally stands up and starts undressing.

Tim takes care of the sheets, puts new ones on the bed, and goes to the kitchen, to find Alfred already making food.

The butler asks him if he's staying to eat but Tim just insists that he's not hungry and brings the food up to Bruce.

He knocks on the bathroom door, and when Bruce doesn't respond, he opens it.

Bruce is sitting in the bath, knees to his chest, crying, but not otherwise moving.

So Tim rolls up his sleeves and washes Bruce's hair, then keeps him company as Bruce washes himself.

Bruce finds it easier to get things done when there's someone else in the room--talking to him, giving him something else to think about.

Tim talks as he gets Bruce out of the bath and hand him a towel. He talks as Bruce dries himself off and gets dressed. He talks as Bruce eats the lunch that Alfred made him and he talks until he gets Bruce back to bed.

He leaves, voice hoarse from talking so much after living in an empty home.

He comes back the next day and does it all again.

Alfred doesn't know what he should do. He knows, of course, that Tim is young and shouldn't be taking care of someone at that age.

He also knows that Bruce is in no state to take care of himself and all of Alfred's attempts have been in vain.

Tim's talking was what got Bruce to eat his first actual meal in a week--not just popcorn and protein bars. Tim's presence is what got Bruce to bed.

Tim was what was making things better, so while Alfred knew he should put a stop to it, he couldn't quite make himself do so.

Instead, he started doing little things.

He invited Tim to stay for meals.

Invited Tim to stay the night.

It took a while, but eventually, Tim started living in the manor.

One month, there's only ghosts in the house, the next, three beating hearts.

One month, Bruce can only think of his son, the next, he's calling Tim his dad.

One day, Bruce crosses the line as Batman, and the next day, he has a Robin.

You know how things go from there, some things are lost, others are gained. Some things stay the same, others do nothing but change.

Bruce and Tim get better, but Bruce still thinks of Tim as his dad.

No one really pays it much heed, though. That's just how they are--nothing really to note.

It's Dick, though, who starts noticing something's off, because Tim never sleeps.

When Dick was first adopted, he had nightmares.

He'd remember what it was like to watch someone fall. He did not watch it from the ground, but from the balcony, holding onto a trapeze, moments away from completing his own jump.

It took him months to finally come to Bruce, tell him about his nightmares.

Though he was never told the details, he knew it was the same for Jason. He pushed Bruce away, insisted that he'd be fine on his own, but eventually started letting him in.

He never asked, but assumed it was the same for Tim. When Tim couldn't sleep, when he had nightmares, when he couldn't stand to sleep in an empty bed, he'd go to Bruce like the rest of them did.

It was a reasonable thing to assume, and it was a belief he only questioned when he got up in the middle of the night to get water.

That same night, Bruce had a nightmare. Bruce knocked on Tim's door. Bruce slept in Tim's bed.

Tim ran his hands through Bruce's hair, promising that everything would be okay until Bruce fell asleep.

Now that he knew to look for it, Dick started noticing even more. The way Tim knew Bruce's favorite food and the way Tim took care of the man's company so that Bruce had the freedom to do what he wanted. The way Bruce turned to Tim when he had a problem or wanted to be told he did something well.

It was wrong.

It was wrong and Dick was trapped because he hadn't noticed it earlier. Why didn't he notice it earlier?

Tim came to him first, asked him to become Robin again. Dick knew about Tim from the start. Dick was there for the entirety of his stay as Robin.

He was there.

So why didn't he noticed?

Jason sees him panicking on patrol and Dick just breaks.

He breaks down in his brother's arms--arms he can feel tightening around him as he tells him everything.

They talk about it a lot after that. Jason starts noticing things too.

They bring in Babs and start making a file--compiling evidence because there's always the urge to just ignore it. To acknowledge that Bruce is doing better than ever.

But that requires them to forget about Tim.

To let the boy take care of Bruce and not live his own life.

Because, now that they're looking, they can see how lonely it is.

How he doesn't have any school friends--he had to drop out to take over WE.

How he's grown apart from Young Justice--always leaving when Bruce is in trouble or needs someone to talk to, not able to bear the idea of what Bruce might do if left alone.

Because Tim knows he'll break.

Bruce needs someone to take care of him, and Tim exists to fulfill the needs of others, regardless of how much it takes from him.

So Tim goes and helps his son. He never talks about how tired he is. He has sleeping pills to fix that, and maybe he can't take them because what if Bruce has a nightmare and then he can't wake up Tim--it's unimaginable.

Dick and Jason notice, though, and they try to bring it up with him, but they're not sure how.

Not when Tim's gut reaction is just to start taking care of them, too. Easing their worries, telling them that everything's okay.

They want so bad to insist that it's not okay, that this is going to ruin Tim and he can't spend his whole life like this.

But they want even more to be held. To be granted that unconditional love and care that comes with being Tim's child.

So they try to say something--anything.

But then, Tim smiles. He opens his arms to them and asks about their days.

And they they try to tell him that not everything's okay, but Tim is smiling, and they try, but they can't say a thing.

[powcreations]

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[mizaruwu]

it's complicated and ethically questionable

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more dungeon meshi x linked universe shenanigans featuring communication fairies (and the creation of one for the image below, tw blood)

welcome to the world

[firelise]

I think the other thing i love about Conclave is some of my favorite poets and writers are queer people who are/have been profoundly devoutly religious like the moment i found out benjamin alire sáenz went to monastery and was on track to becoming a priest before becoming a writer I was just like "Aha! That's what it fucking was, that's where this philosophical torturous burden and deep empathy for others I'm feeling from your work comes from" deeply intellectually curious devout clergymen are such interesting people, its delicious, you cant get that shit from anywhere else

[sundelionofhyrule]

Lego Time

It's not the greatest photo, but have a Lego Time! He's been in process for a while, but I finally got up the nerve to do his face. I did learn that rubbing really hard with acetone *will* eat away at the plastic. 😬

[shellshooked]

just realised i never posted here my jedi!zelink from a dtiys i made back in february

[majorproblems77]

Hello all!

I'm Major. I'm a writer for the LU fandom, and the creator of the LOZ Exodus Links meet AU and have been on tumblr since early 2023.

I've been seeing a lot going around about how the space feels a little quieter. Now then, it once did back in 2020 - 2022, and I feel like it should be addressed. Because yes, while we all did have more time in 2020 due to reasons... Fandom has been on the decline for a while now.

The thing with fandom is that we are the creators of our space. Without people to create, without people to push those creations when they are made, we dont have fandom. And the most important person in fandom is you! Now I know about the discord's and communities have made it harder on the non-community spaces to gain traction because people reblog into communities and the creators dont see that!

"But major? I'm just me, what can I do?"

That's exactly it, you are you! You can do whatever the hell you want in this space that we call fandom. (As long as its not being rude. I'll fight you on that one.)

Write that story, draw that picture, stick three pencils together and laugh at it while thinking of silly little stories and headcannons for your blorbos. Do whatever the hell you want to create.

"But, major, my art is bad, or I can't write, or I can't draw." Or more recently, "AI is taking art, why should I bother?" Ive seen it, I've felt it. I get it.

First off, stop putting yourself down. You deserve to treat your art like its something special because you created it!

A living, breathing person. Like you. Created it. From nothing but a blank page. And that is amazing.

I know it's scary. But the beauty of creation is that we have to start somewhere. And we grow and build these creations together. The only way to improve at a skill is to keep working on it. Artists of all forms take years to hone their craft. I've been writing in fandom spaces for over 8 years. I still feel like I've got so much to learn.

And if you dont want to create, that's fine, give those who do spend time out of their days and weeks to make something for you to enjoy some love.

Second, Creators already in the space are People like you and me.

Living, breathing people. They are not content farms. This isn't infinitely scrolling short-form content.

Authors and artists are usually 1 person teams working from a desk in their rooms, or on their phones on the bus - There are so many places people create from. I've created stories on my lunch breaks at work.

We are not machines, we are people with lives. And People need to be acknowledged. And as much as creators say that they dont do it for the comments or the kudos or likes. As people in these spaces, it's awesome to have these conversations with people who saw what they made and had to say something.

And in this day and age, people have forgotten this. People have forgotten that the creators in these spaces are also people who want to enjoy the content too.

"How can I make something?"

I asked myself that years ago when I first joined my main fandom. I wanted to create something in honour of the fandom I love so much.

I found a piece of art that resonated with me so much that I literally wrote the entire accompanying story in like a 4-hour daze. It's not the best. But it's mine. And it conveys the feeling that the artwork gave me. I sat on it for weeks because I was scared out of my mind that the artist wouldn't like it.

What im trying to get at is, You have the ability to take your unique perspective and turn it into something awesome. And, please. dont put yourself down. You have the ability to make something beautiful. Because it is unique to you.

So, I hope you'll consider creating something. Or reblogging something so that if you dont want to, someone who does, finds the inspiration to do so.

Cause if theres one thing ive learned, fandom is a community. And a community is a group of people who feel at home.

Thanks for reading my rambles,

See you on the interwebs

Major <3

PS - Be nice to each other. We are all human.

[starheirxero]

I saw an image forever ago and it was so lumini 2 me..... It was supposed 2 be low effort but . well. motions vaguely. note that i placed all the little star pixels myself so pleaseee feel free 2 click for better quality and observe ^_^

Reference under the cut!

[xcosmicsans]

SO ECHOES OF WISDOM HUH GUYS

[huh-1260]

Even if your story was cut short, I still love you my evil child

Tw: blood

Chirule my evil baby i have inflicted you with the Epic musical-acation beam

[storgicbytes]

again & again

quote from @siren-nate !

[skyviewvalley]

Meet Link!

On the brink of a major company promotion, Link has decided instead to throw caution to the wind, following the trail of a taunting note to the doorstep of the farm he has mysteriously inherited. Surely his excellent customer service skills and experience in light clerical work will have adequately prepared him for this unexpected career change...

[sforzesco]

hey, do you guys want to learn about the “””technical””” terms used to refer to visual devices in comics? sometimes I get messages from people that say things like ‘I don’t know what this is called, but—‘ which is all good, I mostly see other people who create or review comics use these terms, but. I am realizing that it may be of interest because it is a kind of visual literary analysis and also might generally fun to see what things are in the world of comic storytelling

[laneboyheathens]

Melshian Fic Recs (1/?)

After some frustrations and negativity the other day, I wanted to highlight some fics by the amazing authors in our fan community. Real people who put their heart, soul and care into their creations, they deserve all the recognition, comments and kudos! I hope to make this a semi-regular occurrence as the ship tag steadily grows <3

Nowhere Left to Run - 7K M

I always enjoy @jiroxy 's mission fics, 'Nowhere Left' particularly has some excellent Cassian whump, with BAMF Melshi and some very tender comfort between the two of them. You should also check out their other fics while you're there!

I'll be looking at the moon(s), but I'll be seeing you - 6K M

A beautifully written Time Loop fic! Such a great concept that kept me guessing what the dynamic between them was right up until the end. A lovingly crafted portrait of these two characters <3

Stay the Course ‘til We're Out Of Time - 7K E 2/9 WIP

I've been really loving @crown-and-stallion 's fic so far, the first two chapters really are every head canon I love about Melshi and the relationship he has with Cassian is written with so much care. I can't wait so see where they take this next! Criminally underrated!

Resuscitation - 1.8K T

A continuation of @uwingmech's The Great Wide Sea in a Galaxy where humans can shapeshift. I adore how Cassian and Melshi's animal forms are a reflection of their characters, the nature of thought and emotion and the intensification of those when experienced through a pure animal brain. Sukie made me feel all of the emotions with this one and I adore her writing always <3

A Soft Place to Land - 3.9K M

Friends to lovers. Ten gorgeous vignettes of Cassian and Melshi and what their life looks like on Yavin. This one makes me a little weak at the knees.

863 Games - 9.9K T

Snapshots of life in the jungle yurt though the exploration of just some of their many, many, games of rianza. I felt so honoured to have @thevalleyisjolly gift this one to me, their fics are always so beautifully crafted and funny and emotionally wrecking all at once. I love how Cassian and Melshi look out for one another and get each other through the tough times while also being silly drunk menaces.

Subsection SergeantDroidCaptian

Curiosity - 2K E

Established Cassian/Melshi and K2 joins them. What an absolute delight this fic by @creature-song is! I wish to study K2 under a microscope like a bug (which is, consequently, how he is treating his data collection of Cassian and Melshi...). K2 being a menace, Cassian being a freak, Melshi just along for the ride. I LOVE this dynamic *nodding fervently*.

Living Arrangements 2K E

Established DroidCaptain working together to give Melshi a good time. Always a delight when @elwenyere cooks up something delicious for us and this fic is no exception! Kay once again being a menace, Cassian being a voyeur, Melshi's back pain being treated in an extremely dubious manner. HOT!

Subsection "And Breathe" - 139K G-M

Regularly scheduled yelling at you to read this incredible series. It's got RebelCaptian! It's got Melshian! It's got JynMelshian! The sixteenth instalment was just recently posted and if you haven't checked it out before you are in for one hell of a ride! Jyn, Cassian and Melshi's characterisations are everything to me and Taste_is_Sweet never fails to put me through the emotional wringer every single time <3

Now go forth and leave kudos and comments! I can't wait to see what you all create in the future! (and my dms are always open for if you need a personal cheerleader in your melshian fic endeavours!)

(I have tried to tag peoples tumblrs where I can, if you are on this list and not tagged let me know and I can edit the post)