#loves their feral child

[t2316m]

Cass is face blind, not like oh she’s bad at remembering faces but in an actual cannot for the life of her know who she’s looking at kinda way. Instead of faces she uses context clues, body language, and voices to tell who she’s interacting with. She’s gotten pretty good at it each of her family members having an obvious tell that it’s them. Some of them include how Dick always has blue incorporated into his outfit. Jason always smells slightly of gun powder and cigarettes. Tim’s posture is so bad Cass can tell it’s him from a mile away. Damian has green eyes, Steph has blonde hair, Babs has red hair. Cass wishes all the boys had different colored hair, as it would simply make her life a lot easier.

The face blindness really doesn’t impare her abilities during patrol cause all of the Gotham rogues and heroes wear such dramatic outfits Cass doesn’t need to see their face to know who they are.

Unfortunately problems often arise when she’s in civilian form,

Cass: *at starbucks*

Dick: oh my god Cass! is that you?

Cass: *confused but polite* hello.

Dick: hey, how’s your day been?

Cass: *is unsure why this random guy is talking to her but once again polite* good.

Dick: *confused on why his sister is acting weird*...that’s good.

Cass: *grabbing her order and attempting to leave.*

Dick: Wait don’t you want a ride back to the manor?

Cass: No. *rushing away and is very uncomfortable.*

Cass: *halfway down the street, realizing she’s heard that voice before, immediately pulling out her phone*

Dick: Hello?

Cass: Starbucks?

Dick: Yea..

——

Jason: *recently dyed his white streak black cause he was feeling insecure about it*

Cass: *stands next to no streak Jason sitting at the batcomputer* Bruce?

Jason: I beg your finest pardon

Cass: Oh, Hi Jason.

Jason: *on his way to bleach his streak back cause never again.*

——

Bruce: *brings Clark to the manor, they’re both in civilian clothing looking identical.*

Cass: No metas, too confusing.

Cass: *staring directly at Bruce thinking it’s Clark* I. Don’t. Like. You.

Bruce: *has not been this heartbroken since Khoa Khan.* Clark, I think it’s best for you to leave

——

Cass: *staring at the blonde person in the kitchen thinking it’s Steph* oh wow your hair..

Bernard: *also face blind.* Tim…You sound different.

[stil-lindigo]

motherhood.

[littleaipom]

having some tasty tasty metal 🥫🍴😋

[additional context about the iron deficiency thing: it can create cravings for non-(human)food items such as ice, dirt, or metal. it's fairly common, especially in women. I assume it's affected me because sometimes metal tastes really good and i wish i could eat it 😅 anyway Jim is so relatable fr fr]

[brobiwan-kenobi-412]

Rereading the manga, I think my favorite thing ever is that Edward looks like he’s a feral animal Mustang just kinda found out back one day. He looks like if he bites you you’re going to get a disease, and he looks like he absolutely would bite a person. They really toned down how feral he is in Brotherhood.

Brotherhood Ed is like some poor cat you found in the alley, Manga Ed is the rabid raccoon you’ve been trying to pull put of your trash since 2013 that Will Not Leave

Like look at him and tell me he doesn’t remind you of some raccoon

[superbly-aged-water]

canonically, billy and constantine kind of just tolerate each other at best, but i think constantine seeing the wizards 10 year old champion and going “okay what the hell guys. this is mine now” is so much funnier. he’s all “goddammit this kid is my responsibility fucking hell” and everyone’s like “john no one asked you to do that” and he’s like “no no, he’s mine”.

[bird-inacage]

A Love Sea Gifset | Tongrak + Cat Energy

[bluerosefox]

Same As The Day I Lost You

I...

This came to me as I'm making dinner so I'll be quick.

What if we mix deaged Danny and twin/older sibling (either one works) Damian, AND he gets tossed to his sibling in a last minute escape.

Like what if he was fighting Vlad who was doing his whole "denounce your father and join me as my son Daniel!" Thing while in the Zone and knocks Danny into something that's floating in the Zone with the ability to deage or was hit by a new Fenton or Plasmius invention while fighting in town that accidentally deages him.

Danny, who in this was adopted, gets put back to the age of six. The same age he had been found by Jazz in a 'haunted' forest Jack and Maddie were visiting/investigating while also using that time as a family vacation. (They were shocked to see a little boy with a stab wound bleeding out and rushed him to the nearby town, almost completely forgetting about the glowing green tiny puddle they found nearby and bagged most of it as evidence when they heard Jazz's scream of terror over finding the hurt little boy)

The sudden revert into that traumatized age, along with the child response to a fight or flight scenario, and add Danny's deepest need/wish to be protected his child fogged mind wishes to go to the one person who always made him feel safe.

His twin/older brother.

Just as quick as it was with Danny being turned into a child, his ghost powers ripped open a portal and sent Danny to the person he wants to be with...

Only he didn't know that right at that moment his seventeen year old twin/older brother is currently fighting the League with his family's help (his mother was trying to convince him to return to the League and be it's heir) in Nanda Parbat (the very place Damian lost the last/only person he knew loved him without any strings attached.)

So imagine everyone's face when a portal opened up, some muttering its a new pit being formed before them or something, and crawling out of it is a very scared and confused six year old Danny.

[omcree]

[theprodigypenguin]

Sometimes a family is a gender fluid drag queen whose head is bigger than her body, a twenty-two foot tall teddy bear who's the last of his race, an emotionally constipated introvert with black coffee for blood, and a deeply psychologically damaged feral bastard boy who's two clicks away from biting someone's throat out.

[nana-mizu-shiki]

"....I was giving Luthor's cellphone a virus."

Also I totally lost order of these screenshots as I just take them from my clipboard and copy the link, but I just forgot to post a bunch of pics so my clipboards now a mess. Sorry but also I'm just reccing fics so not that much

"So true, bestie,"

I love when the batkids use slang and confuse tf out of each other.

"Maybe? I don't actually remember what we did with Santa's body."

He wants to reward the first part because finally the kid realizes cops are bad, but he just called Jason a cop.

Freebird guitar solo: can't believe I'm gonna turn 18

Stop calling me sonic I'm clearly tails: and it only took 34 years

👀

(Bart:) 😎 🤜 》》+he |Forth ₩all ]]

I'm like a divorce lawyer with how I'm always breaking things in half.

- The Author

"Richard."

Oh no.

"What did I do?"

You Dun Fucked' Up, That's What You Did!!

"Is that how it works?"

"I tried it once and met Jesus. I remember."

"You don't believe in Jesus," Damian says.

"That's what made it so memorable."

Lmao Tim Wtf ( T∀T)

[illiana-mystery]

Poor unfortunate soul.

[dancingwiththefae]

I love how much of blood of elves is people looking at ciri like ‘yuk! Who does this disgusting rat child belong to’ and Geralt replying ‘oh yeah that’s mine’

[mmelolabelle]

or; amidst all the horror and trauma of Anakin Skywalker’s relationship with Leia Organa, the most tragic terrible thing might be the way their lives echo one another

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Had a thought and immediately discarded what I was doing in favour of scrambling to tell you.

So going back to those AU asks where the 'we' also possess an equivalent of a Legacy form, I had a thought based on how you portray Childe and Foul Legacy - that is to say, you tend to portray them as two separate consciousnesses that share a lot of similar likes or priorities.

Basically my thought is what if, in the worldline that 'we' have a equivalent of a Legacy form, 'we' are much the same? Like, Legacy us and human us have the same sort of body-share shenanigans as Childe and Foul Legacy, but with differing personality quirks.

~ The anon who wanted Kaveh but didn't want Baizhu or Ganyu 1. I am so sorry if this is hard to understand, I kinda just word-dumped. 2. I just want to say - I love how sometimes you also situate Childe into these fluffy(or angsty) Foul Legacy posts. Like, I love Foul Legacy, but the human has his own charms too, y'know?

oh my goodness you are an absolute genius YES THIS IS BRILLIANT

a reasonably sized portion of your time spent with Childe is taken up by documenting just where and what your Abyssal selves have been doing, making sure there's no property damage. usually there isn't, apart from to your own house- both you and Foul Legacy are still considerate of other people's belongings, preferring to romp around in the wilderness instead and find fields to play in. but still, it brings a certain delight to tell each other about what your alternate forms did that day. Childe always teases you lightly, going on and on about how you wanted nothing more than to snuggle up with him all day, whining pitifully when he had to attend to some Harbinger duties. but you just laugh and begin listing off all the ways Foul Legacy was sweet to you, how he insisted on having his head in your lap while you worked and how he would nibble and gnaw lightly at your fingers for attention

it goes both ways, see

either one of your forms is always delighted to see Childe, and vice versa, and the Abyssal monsters adore each other more than almost anything. you're a bit more restrained than he is, your otherworldly half content with snoozing in a pile of pillows or sitting back and allowing you to work all day. Foul Legacy often tugs on your hand, chittering and chirping and asking to run around with you, to snuggle in a heap with your beastly form, and almost always you close your eyes and allow yourself to take a quick nap, watching from the sidelines as Legacy pounces and cuddles with your other half. sometimes, just for fun, Childe plucks control from Legacy near the very end, leaving a Harbinger and another armored creature sprawled over him like a weighted blanket. he scratches your Abyssal self behind the horns, and without fail there's always, ALWAYS a lovely purr

[jikigo]

I love them so much your honour