#miss me?/j

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Psst, love your fics! 👉🏻 I want more of a clingy and jealous Isaac (miss my man) maybe this time because Pickle decided to adopt a pet! Or any character if you want..

Adorable <3 Glad you like my work, best wishes to both of you (and all my love to the cat)!

Holding On (To You)

Isaac Rhoades x Reader

Isaac sat on the couch with a scowl, his eyes flickering from the lit-up TV screen playing some vintage horror film you had wanted to watch, to the little ball of fur curled up on your lap. It was purring melodiously. She was in his spot. 

You did not notice Isaac’s displeased glance at your new arrival, too engrossed in the plot of the movie. You did not think that he could possibly be jealous, watching your fingers thread through the pitch-black fur of the little cat you had brought home not a week ago, remembering a time they would glide through his black hair instead. 

He knew he was being petty. It was a cat, for god’s sake! But he had never had to share your love with someone before, and although he knew it was an infinite resource, he could not help the bitter taste of jealousy from ruining his mood. 

“No, no— don’t go in there,” you whispered, groaning a moment later as the naive protagonist did just that. “I hate this trope. Why can’t they make the characters smart for once?” 

“Suppose the writer wanted to make them more realistic,” Isaac noted drily, anticipating the jumpscare. The movie had failed to capture his interest, but as you seemed to like it, he had resigned himself to the tedious watch while simply enjoying the downtime he could spend with you. 

Cuddling up to you had been the plan, but just as he had wanted to pull you close, tuck you against his side so your head would rest comfortably on his shoulder and he could inhale your scent and feel your warmth, she had come into the living room. Her little paws had thumped softly against the floor and she had let out a low purr that had sounded almost like an accusation at the two of you getting comfortable without her — and in a moment she had hoped onto the couch, curled up on your lap and crumpled all his plans for having you all to himself. 

He was jealous of a cat. The thought felt as ridiculous as it sounded. 

Your hand shot out to grab his arm. Isaac had half a second to wonder why you were holding onto him before the protagonist screamed and a dramatic soundtrack came on. You jumped, startling the curled-up ball of fur that had been napping comfortably. 

The cat got up with a disgruntled meow, seemingly displeased. You expected her to retreat to the other side of the couch to continue her nap, but instead, she put a tiny black paw on Isaac’s leg looking at him as if testing if she was allowed. 

You bit your lip, following the scene with rapt attention. Isaac looked at the cat. She stared back for a moment longer before tiring of caution and settling down on his lap instead. 

“I feel like I’m going to start competing for her attention with you soon,” you chuckled, listening to her soft purrs. The scene before you made your heart swell with warmth; it was so sweetly domestic to have the person who meant the world to you and the little animal that had stolen your heart in a matter of minutes right there beside you. Your love for them both was immeasurable and seeing them like this made you feel like the luckiest person in the world. Maybe you were. 

Isaac looked down at her, hesitatingly reaching out a hand to stroke his fingers through her soft fur. “I feel like I’m competing with her for yours,” he said. You would have thought he was joking were it not for the longing you could hear in his voice. 

“You what?” you asked, unable to suppress a chuckle as you turned to face him fully. “You’re not saying you’re jealous, are you?” 

The protagonist screamed again, but the movie could no longer hold your attention as you watched Isaac’s lips twist into a playful pout. “What if I am?” he asked, side-eyeing you. 

“Isaac!” you laughed, nudging his shoulder. “Seriously?”

He sighed, unable to suppress a fond smile as he heard you laugh. “Maybe a little bit,” he admitted, stroking the underside of the cat’s chin and feeling her melt into his touch. His gaze softened. “I’m not used to sharing you, that’s all.”

You hummed, shifting so you could lean against his side and rest your head on his shoulder. Isaac tilted his, feeling your hair tickle his cheek. “When I found her on the street,” you began, gently petting her head, “I could only think— it reminded me so much of—”

“You were never a stray,” he murmured. “Down on your luck, sure. Taken advantage of, without a doubt. But you were never a helpless pet I picked up off the street. You were caught between a rock and a hard place, and I did what I could to help you — helping myself selfishly as well.”

“The similarities are there regardless,” you said. “And when I saw her, all I could think about was that I can make hersituation better now. I can pick her up and take her in and make sure she is warm and fed and— and safe. All thanks to you.”

He scoffed. “I thought we agreed to leave that part behind us.”

“I owe you my life,” you said. “That’s not something I can easily forget.”

Isaac shifted, making you raise your head to look at him. “And I owe you mine,” he reiterated, his eyes shining with an emotion you could not quite place. “So I’d say our debts are settled, Pickle.”

You narrowed your eyes, looking at him skeptically but choosing not to argue. “What I mean to say is there is no reason for you to be jealous,” you said. “You’re my favorite human, nothing will change that. And I love you all the same, if not more.”

“More?” he asked challengingly, seizing the opportunity you presented to shift the conversation to a lighter subject. “How come?”

You smirked. “Well,” you said, “what if I told you Void on your lap made you look incredibly kissable?”

“Hm,” Isaac mused, “I’d ask you to lean in and prove it.”

[doodledrawsthings]

@mindboogling and i have been brainrotting over the unnamed Solace family members for like two days straight, the implications make me severely ill please take them Boog designed the sibs, i designed the mama. they dont have names idk what they should be...

[twst-shenanigans]

About Skully again...

*watched the final chapter of the Halloween event*

....what?

No. No!

I refuse!

Not my skeleton dork... 🥲

I know he may not like the holiday, but I demand he be brought back for Christmas!

[xx-psych0-rabbit-xx]

cyn doodles+drew all the main guys in my style.ill miss them </3

[fluttytheflutt]

STOP FLIRTING AT THE CONTROLS!!!

[four-pointed-leaf]

isa as a warmup

[raggedy-spaceman]

[swagveryswagamazinf]

gyus i forogt I had a tumblri think I never posted tjis here hai hello

[jamlabs]

grocery outfit

[thatnununguy]

gradient maps <3

[clearlydusty]

me and my sisters played Mouthwashing for the first time, and even though I got a ton of spoilers from tumblr this game was still an AMAZING experience. Can you guess who my favorite is??

(also just found out that daisuke describes his experience on the tulpar to Anya, not J*mmy, so I put him there for nothing)

[p0kern1ght]

end of bgc blue team, when sister was still around and everything was still slapstick and - plainly put - it just hadnt gotten that hard to be a blue yet......i miss her. i miss you s5 blue team.

[royalarchivist]

Phil: I feel so bad when when it gives us Player contracts, I dunno. I know it's just part of the game, but I feel so bad killing people, I don't want to do it. [Laughs]

Cellbit: Oh, I can! Don't worry, I feel great killing people. I've been wanting–

Phil: [Laughs] Alright, I'll pa– I'll pass on the– the killing...

[...]

Cellbit: And you know, I already like, took a piece out of Pac one time, so I'd– I'd just be finishing the job.

Phil: [Laughs]

Cellbit: I'm like paying in– in parts, you know?

Phil: Yeah, yeah?

Cellbit: That was the next part.

Phil: Installments? Installments of debt?

Cellbit: Yeah, I got him like at 15%, I need the other 7– uh, 85%.

Phil: [Laughs]

[ligh5hog]

They're comforting him <3

[jerswayman]

↳ we're tethered to the story we must tell: we'll be okay ✩

[starry-bi-sky]

miscellaneous danyal al ghul things

specifically about the danyal al ghul from my post/prompt here and i wanna get my misc. headcanons/thoughts on him (especially in his early stay with the fentons) out here before i make any other danyal al ghul aus

list under the cut because whoops this got longer than i expected. which really i should have expected

the Fentons are unaffiliated with the League, which was perfect for Danny faking his death.

he struggles with empathy. Empathy was not taught nor encouraged while he was with the League, so it's a skill that's been pretty stunted. At 15 he's better at empathizing with people, but he still struggles with it. He's pretty bad at reassuring/comforting people and usually acts as an emotional rubber duck for Sam and Tucker to vent to if need be. He sometimes offers blunt and sometimes mean opinions, especially if its about another person.

Sam and Tucker do not know he's an ex-assassin, they are however, pretty positive that he used to be part of an eco-fascist cult with a focus on martial arts?? They've been helping him tone down some of his more,,, extreme views on humanity ever since they caught wind of his more extreme ideologies.

He and Sam are still avid environmentalists and feed into each other quite a bit. They spend plenty of time at protests and pestering the school into more eco-friendly options.

Dash is not dead on the sole fact that Danny knew he had to lay low in Amity Park and killing someone was not, in fact, 'laying low'.

he did, however, traumatize him when Dash first tried to bully him. Safe to say, Danny is not bullied at school and neither are Sam and Tucker.

Danny didn't make any friends in his first year at Amity Park. He was surly, grumpy, standoffish, more stubborn than Sam, and pretty self-important about himself. Jazz was trying to teach him against these things, but she is a 12 year old unaffiliated with the League. Danny did not respect her nor listen to a word she said. It wasn't until like, year two that he finally started paying to mind what she was saying and slowly started to improve on himself

Sam approached him first, he rebuffed her quite harshly, and then Danny approached her sometime afterward when he overheard her talking about environmental rights. Sam completely ignored him though when he agreed with her, and Danny had to later learn that he needed to apologize for being rude to her when they first met. He did so eventually, and they started to talk more with Tucker and Sam.

Danny's a bit more reserved than he is in canon, although he steadily learns how to act as a regular teenager when he's out in public. He's a bit more friendlier at least, although when he's around Sam and Tucker he drops the act. He still has a somewhat formal way of talking, it's just become more casual after a lot of ribbing from Sam and Tucker. When he's angry or annoyed he starts talking poshly though.

His humor is relatively the same as in canon, if somehow dryer and more insulting at some points

Those rare moments where he gets really pissed usually ends up with him insulting someone in arabic or any of the other languages he picked up from the league. He is the go-to for Tucker's Spanish homework. (Tucker makes that mistake and learns that Danny is a very strict teacher)

while Danny doesn't view the Fentons as his parents, even five years after living with them, he does respect them to some amount. He respects them enough at least that when Vlad Masters comes sniffing around, he is suitably offended on both Maddie and Jack's behalf. And when he finds out Vlad was the one who tried to kill Jack and tried to tell him to renounce him as his father/parental guardian, danny threw a suitably sharp object at him and insulted him quite horrendously

Vlad still wants him as his kid. In fact perhaps even moreso after this.

Danny trains with Maddie to keep up with his training. It's not quite the same but it prevents him from getting completely rusty

Sam and Tucker know that Danny has a little brother, but nothing else beyond that other than Danny cares about him quite a lot and that he got his facial scar from keeping him safe.

Danny cares about Sam, Tucker, and Jazz quite a bit, but he struggles to convey it. Especially early on when he realized he cared about them and like instinct started being harsher to them and more critical of their actions. This resulted in quite a few arguments with Sam and Tucker and Jazz until he got sat down and told outright that the way he was treating them wasn't okay. It's a process he's still trying to unlearn even at 15. He has become kinder towards them as a result, and has begun looking for what they did right rather than what they did wrong.

He harbors a lot of guilt over how he treated Damian in the League, and its a pretty big conflict he has with himself since he's torn between telling himself it was for the best to make sure Damian survived the League, and feeling like crap over how harsh/critical of Damian he was and realizing that he probably could have come up with a better way of training him despite being a child himself at the time. Danny comes to the realization that more than anything, that he just wants to apologize.

His ghost form, specifically is outfit, is a combination of his hazmat suit and his uniform from the league, and he carries a sword with him. He also doesn't know how to react to Dani, honestly. Although it is fair to say that he figures out she's a clone instantly because of her whole 'I'm your third cousin once removed' thing and he freaks out. She spills the beans pretty quickly after that. And Danny is pretty skittish around her - or the equivalent of skittish. Her being younger than him kinda reminds him of Damian, so he's uncomfortable by her presence but learns to warm up to her.