#mention of bulling

[larkoneironaut]

Sometimes Magister Dorian Pavus also needs a break from his duties, during which he thinks about those who mean the most to him

[abyssal-ilk]

since i'm talking about bull today, i think its a bit of a mistep to say bull turning against the inquisitor in trespasser is an act of revenge for the death of the chargers. this isn't a result of the inquisitor betraying bull or hurting him. it is a result of the inquisitor reaffirming iron bull's place within the qun. it isn't something that the inquisitor "deserves" for killing a group of beloved soldiers. it is simply the consequence of choosing a political allegiance- the qun- and enforcing the idea that a small part can and should be sacraficed for the greater whole. the chargers can be sacrificed for the inquisiton, the inquisitor (and dorian, and vivienne, and sera, and anyone else bull befriended) can be sacrificed for the qun.

[cheesomancer]

What are you waiting for? I'm totally ready, I tell you.

Full art (with close up!): twitter, bsky

[ravers8fantasy]

made some more stuff cus I got bored!! Warning for injury, bruises also im reposting my carmen art because im proud of it okay😭 ignore joe I couldnt figure out the pose😔

[slutforpringles]

Journalists running on more hopium delulu then the dirlies (gn)

[superm4ks]

Suzuka. 4th oat in wins from pole, after Senna. 2nd driver to win in Japan in 3 consecutive years, after Schumacher. 1st to reassure Penelope she’s a good luck charm. Og by Bryn Lennon and Mario Renzi.

[chimeride]

[boomballoonmachine]

you ever think about how the Andrastian faith of characters like Cassandra, Leliana and potentially the Herald is treated with ambivalence or as positive character trait and Andrastian hypocrites and oppressors are firmly distinguished from their religion, but the fact that Bull is deeply and openly faithful to the Qun is basically treated as a hurdle that he needs to overcome to have a fulfilling life, and characters who believe in the Qun only appear to do so as a result of violent indoctrination or manipulation, because nobody could possibly choose to follow that strange brown religion unless they were misled? yeah me either

[catfindr]

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #58 Part 3

Gotham Academy High School was the sort of school where almost everyone was elite in some way or another. Some of them were from old money like Damian who held himself up to a very high standard in his academics and was the top of the class. Others from new money like Dash and the rest of his cohorts became very hateful of somebody like Danny who was given a scholarship by Bruce Wayne, in their eyes Danny was taking advantage of Damian not even knowing that Damian approached Danny for companionship two years ago.

This also meant that everyone including the teachers would compare Danny and Damian to each other even though they weren’t brothers. That didn’t matter though as Danny was associated with them so that was all the reason they needed.

Danny groaned as he sunk into the seat next to Damian. The lunchroom was filled with chatting students and Danny was glad he shared the next class with Damian, which happened to be English. Dash never bothered Danny when Damian was around, probably because Damian had threatened the jock. How he was threatened Danny didn’t know, Damian never told him what happened and he was a little scared to ask. 

The guy hadn’t stopped harassing Danny since he and Jazz transferred a couple years ago. The school year had barely begun and Dash had made Danny his primary target like he was making up for lost time over the summer. Danny sighed as he dropped his paper bagged lunch on the table with a little plop. Jazz had packed for him this morning hopefully before his parents arrived and contaminated the entire kitchen.

“Dash again?” his sister asked across the table, she was seated next to Tim.

“I was paired against him in dodgeball again,” Danny lamented, his head resting on his arms that were crossed on the table.

“Danny, could you just talk to Mr. Lancer or something?” Jazz asked before she took a bite from her sandwich.

Danny sighed again and unpacked his lunch, “I have but no one will listen! They all act like I’m lying or something.” The teachers at this school probably wouldn’t listen to a charity case like him. Dash was a football player and had plans to become captain of the team. Everyone at the school loved Dash and it was precisely why everyone except maybe the four students at the table they were seated looked down and sometimes even bullied Danny.

Danny ignored it all eventually, it was better just to let the jock tire himself out. 

Once Danny and Damian finished eating they made their way to English. Luckily it was easy to carry the material for a class that only required a small binder and whatever book they were reading, in this case it was ‘gone with the wind’. Danny didn’t really care about reading old literature like this but he did what he had to maintain the grades he had. He’d endure anything, even Dash’s bullying, to become an astronaut.

Danny could hardly concentrate today through his afternoon classes. For some reason he had a bad feeling that something was going to happen. He tried his best to ignore it, he was probably just tired or something. Soon the school day was out and Danny packed up whatever homework he had for the day and headed outside to wait with Jazz. Damian and Tim were probably wrapping up their classes. Tim had an AP class that ran an extra 30 minutes and Damian’s last class was art, they were doing a painting and it wasn’t unusual for Damian to finish up what he was working on as he found out over the last few years that he enjoyed painting.

“… Do you think it’ll work?” Jazz asked a hint of hesitation in her voice. Danny knew she was talking about the portal, the both of them had talked about it before. Danny glanced over at his sister, he could tell she was having trouble sleeping lately, her face looked tired and her posture was stiff with her arms crossed in front of her. Both of them had anxiety about the possibilities the portal possessed, and they were especially worried that their parents wouldn’t take it well if the portal didn’t work. 

He was equally concerned that it would work. “I hope not…” he said eventually. It was something that brought the siblings closer as the whole of their family fell apart. How their parents managed to pull off getting the funding in the first place seemed to be a miracle. Everyone called their parents crazy and dismissed all of their science as ludicrous garbage.

Danny wondered how they even managed to stay under Batman's radar, he thought that something like this would be cause for the vigilante to look into it but maybe the thought of ghosts was just that outlandish that even the dark knight himself thought it to be crazy too. Danny himself didn’t believe in anything his parents published, some of the papers even seemed to be biased somehow, even though his parents hadn’t ever actually encountered a ghost. That last part was probably the reason no one bothered to actually investigate his parents, there wasn’t really much to investigate.

The siblings waited in silence and eventually Tim and Damian showed up after their classes and the four headed to Alfred waiting by the car. 

If anyone tried to start a conversation with Danny he wasn’t paying attention. If he was being honest, his parents' portal scared him a lot. He wasn’t sure why he felt so nervous about it, both him and Jazz renounced the thought that ghosts could exist. Something deep down in his guts told him that he should turn and run, that what his parents were attempting was taboo and that his parents were tampering with forces unimaginable. 

No one was going to listen to a fourteen year old though so Danny kept his feelings to himself and ignored them. 

Soon they were pulled in front of their apartment and true to their word, Damian and Tim asked Alfred to park nearby. Danny and Jazz took a hesitant glance at each other as they walked into the house. 

[festeringrian]

Post-Veilguard get together

[quitealotofsodapop]

How do the courts react to Haoyu? I mean, this is the youngest stone monkey in existence and also looks like, in Pigsy's words "a Lisa Frank" piece and a mixture of Spicynoodles, so...

Haoyu arrives + Royal court confusion.

For those confused by the "Lisa Frank" comment; Haoyu has been imbedded with the power of the Five Heavenly (or Five-Coloured) Stones, and comes out with bits of rainbows in his features - notably his eyes. Add in Red Son's absorbed life energy, and you've got a ginger-furred baby monkey (reference pic is a langur) who sneezes rainbow fire.

The celestial and demon courts are jubilant, if not very confused. Haoyu's birth is the greatest news all of the Celestial Realm has had in months since the passing of the Jade Emperor. But the knowledge that the parents of said child is the Emperor's recently-recognised half-bull grandson + the surprise stone monkey successor of Sun Wukong = makes everyone baffled at the same time.

The Queen Mother has gone all out on the celebration ever since she learned that both parent and baby were safe and healthy. She's been planning the whole event for at least five weeks. Xiwangmu's great-grandson is the shining light of the universe as far as she's concerned!

MK shows up to the royal birth announcement wearing sweatpants cus monkey boy be exhausted. Red Son appears in traditional court attire, happily showing off MK and the baby like they both didn't just roll out of bed that morning. Also his big royal robe makes a great impromptu blanket once the three of them become too tired with the festivities.

Haoyu himself is still in "will not stop clinging to mom or will scream"-stage of development. So if a hard-headed noble or servant tried to take the baby off of MK; they get hit with the loudest screeching a barely-1-pound baby monkey can make. And a near-death experience courtesy of all baby's protective family members. MK has to stop Xiwangmu from reflexively tossing the offender off a cloud.

Many of the celestials and trusted demons of the party at first assume Sun Wukong and the Six Eared Macaque to be MK's parents, only to be shocked to be introduced to a stout pig-man and a gangly human scholar.

Tang, proudly: "He takes more after me, as you can see." MK & Pigsy: (*fond sighs*)

Wukong and Macaque still proudly refer to Haoyu as their "grand-student". Especially Macaque ever since the baby saw his real ears and started making his own wiggle and glow as some sort of wordless communication - Mei calls it "baby rave mode".

DBK is trying his best not to cry or explode out of his clothing. Haoyu isn't even the size of a human baby, and the old Bull sobs whenever he sees him. Haoyu loves his big purple Yeye Bull, and has started doing little calf-headbutts to greet him. DBK would destroy heaven itself for this little orange puffball.

DBK and Xiwangmu have also come to a tentative agreement; even though the Queen Mother didn't approve of the method in which DBK and PIF eloped, he's still the better of her son-in-laws (Li Jing has been kicked down the celestial food chain ever since the incident with the Stones).

PIF is busy making her presence known since this is her first time presenting to the celestial court in centuries. She's worse than Red for showing off MK and the baby; bragging to any curious ear that dare listens.

PIF, talking to another noblewoman: "Well clearly Xiaotian and my son would produce the first great-grandchild! Red Son has had an infatuation for the boy ever since they met!" Red Son, embarrassed: "Mother!" MK, laughing: "Aww!! Babe! You had a crush on me?" Red Son: "MK, we're legally married with a baby." MK, giggling: "Still!"

Nezha's hackles are raised, watching over MK's shoulder like a guard dog. Not only keeping to his duty as Protector of Children - but also because part of the ceremony is him giving Haoyu his 100-day blessing (his Man Yue was a lot smaller and personal). It's a big deal for him. Erlang thankfully provides him some backup. At least the little guy isn't keen on being anywhere not attached to his parents anytime soon.

At the end of the day Mei and the rest of the Noodle Gang manage to distract the party so MK and Red can get out of there and relax. it's been a busy day for these two, and an even bigger one for the baby.

Xiwangmu goes searching for them frantically after noticing her Grandson and Grandson-in-law missing from the party. She finds them curled up in their guest room with little Haoyu snoring away between them. She quietly grants them her blessing and leaves the three sleep on. Her little rainbow quartz has a big universe to see.

[the-black-bulls]

Magna, holds Asta and Noelle's shoulders: Now that you two are official members, I need to ask a very serious question—

Asta and Noelle: [gulps nervously]

Magna: —What're your blood types?

Asta: Uh, A, I think.

Noelle: Mine is O, why?

Magna: Oh it's nothing [under his breath] Fuck.

(several months later)

Magna, to Nero and Zora: As my new juniors I need you to answer this question—

Zora: Who're you calling junior, you brat?

Nero: Older than your grandma, by the way.

Magna: —What're your blood types?

Nero and Zero, simultaneously: A.

Magna: ...Yeah, cool.

(a couple days later)

Magna: Henry I don't want to scare you but you're the one person who shouldn't deal with this burden with me so if your blood type is—

Henry: It's AB!

Magna: —Oh, that's a relief!

(six months later)

Magna: Our vice captain? What's your blood type?

Nacht, with a knowing smile: It's not B.

Magna: ...Prick.

(later that evening)

Noelle: Hey, Luck.

Luck: What's up guys?

Asta: We know it's a bit too late to ask this, but why does Magna ask everyone about their blood types?

Luck: Oh, that. [chuckles] It’s cuz he's looking for someone who shares his blood type, which is B.

Zorra: And why he's looking for one?

Luck: Cause it's also Gauche's blood type.

Nero: So?

Luck: They're the only B's in the squad.

Henry: [confused noise]

Luck: Y’know how Gauche gets all bloody sometimes? Someone gotta keep him ali—

(coincidentally at the same time)

Gauche: [collapses in the middle of the room]

Yami, casually pokes him to confirm he's alive: OI, MAGNA! GET DOWN HERE, WE HAVE A SITUATION!

Magna: GOD-FUCKING-DAMN!

[rockaberryx]

Solavellan this, solavellan that. Meanwhile I’m over here wondering when BioWare can confirm the acknowledgment of the other inquisition romance options

[shift-shaping]

"So, Solas, you're pretty close with the boss, right?"

Here we go again. "I suppose? Why."

"She's... Inexperienced, isn't she?

Solas wasn't entirely sure what the Iron Bull was getting at. "She's never led an army before, if that's what you mean." Knowing how the Qunari liked their leaders, Solas wasn't sure he wanted Enaste to care about Bull's opinion on her record thus far.

"That's not what I mean. She's uptight. Seems like she has a lot of shit to work through."

Solas raised an eyebrow, not following. "You said it yourself. She's unused to a position with so much responsibility. It would be stressful for anyone."

Bull sighed, frustrated. "Solas. She's a virgin, isn't she?"

What? "I'm sorry?!"

"Listen. I know you people are weird about sex in the south, but it helps. Or it can, at least. The way she talks, the way she fights --she's too tense."

Solas shook his head in disbelief and ignored the sudden heat on his face. "You think her decisions are evidence of her sexual history. How enlightened."

"Not her decisions. The way she carries herself." Bull sighed. "Look. I'm just saying: she needs someone to loosen her up."

Solas had heard enough. "If you are so determined to sleep with the Inquisitor, why not tell her all of this?" It didn't matter that the thought of her sleeping with someone else was like a knife twisting in his gut. It was none of his business who she invited to her bed.

Bull frowned and gave Solas a withering look. "You think that's what she wants? I mean," he tilted his huge head, thinking. "Look, she's easy to look at. Would probably be even easier under all that armor. And I bet she'd fold real fast with the right touch." Solas pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut. "But I don't think she wants that from me." He laughed then, and Solas glared at him. "If she does, let me know. But nah, she wants it from you."

Solas kept his voice as controlled as he could, determined not to give Bull anything to comment on. "A wise and worthy observation." Sarcasm dripped from his words. "I'll keep it in mind. Did you have other disrespectful and inappropriate comments to make regarding Lavellan, or are we finished here?"

Bull gave an exasperated sigh. "I've spent a lot of my life observing people. I know what I'm talking about. She needs someone to pop her cork."

Solas's jaw hurt from how hard he'd been clenching it. "Believe whatever you like. I am uninterested in entertaining this subject any further."

Bull looked like he was going to say something else, but just shook his head. He waved his hand dismissively and walked off, leaving Solas alone with his thoughts. And his very pink ears.

[tevinterdays]

basil has a rough few years between doom upon all the world and trespasser