#obsessed with this already….its so cute :)

[rainbowchaox]

Devotion Amidst Conflict: A Pissa Essay

This essay is gonna be talking about Pissa and how Squidcraft put a spotlight on the ship and dynamic. And why exactly does everyone adore them so much? The first point is that Squidcraft is purgatory 2.0 for the two of them. From first look the clear comparisons are obvious; both are very intense and competitive events.

But the main point I’m making is how Squidcraft and Purgatory mirrored each other in terms of their dynamic. In purgatory, both refused to hurt each other. Numerous times Phil commented he won’t hurt Missa. And canonically once Missa knew he was against Phil he just left. They are devoted without question to each other. The sun can’t be forced to hurt his moon and versa. Especially because Phil knows Missa like his own wings. He knows him like he knows himself. Of course he would rather die in Purgatory than risk being the one to kill Missa.

Which comes to the recent Squidcraft. Not only did Missa and Philza make it canon, their cubitos are the same as the ones on Qsmp. But this trend continues on and I even say stronger.

Absence makes the heart more protective.

Philza and Missa are again in a place where conflict is bountiful and death is plenty. Missa and Phil are both in the same conundrum where neither wants to hurt the other. How I see it though is Philza holds guilt over his point of view lack of care during purgatory. He in his view abandoned Missa. He could have tried harder. He could have been there. The two events are mirrors in my point of view. And it shows Philza's growth of care and love for Missa. And it’s key to understanding the ever growing dynamic and ship.

Philza canonized the cubitos as the same ones from Qsmp whether it’s a full on chronological continuation or some nightmare you can headcanon as you like. The fact is I’m using that as a basis of dissecting their dynamic in Squidcraft. It’s the natural progression of the cubitos relationship following QSMP.

Now let’s get into what exactly happened during Squidcraft. Phil and Missa are legit soulmates. They literally found each other first thing when they woke up! Actually meant to be! True eclipse! And that’s when we learn.

Absence really makes the love stronger.

One second in and Philza is already so protective and downright obsessed. “I follow you to the ends of the earth. He's not meant to hear that. ” Philza casually says this romantic line barely a minute after seeing Missa.

Their dynamic has shifted. Philza is way more obsessive. Also it’s very cute how Missa's habit of flirting with him in Spanish got flipped on its head. We also got a full confession!

“I wish I could tell you how much I love you and I don’t want you to see you die”.

Phil just wants to be around his Missa without any danger and to hear him laugh and bask in his presence. Many think Phil is the sun but it’s so clear to me that Missa is actually the sun. He brings light to Philzas' darkened days and he wants Missa to be safe! He doesn’t want to fail Missa any more. He wants to just be with Missa in any capacity. He is tired of waiting and of second guessing. He wants to protect his husband's smile.

There even comes a time during the day where Missa full on whimpers “If you find me you can kill me” and Bbh is like “I wasn’t planning but now I’m considering it” only for Phil to practically GROWL.

“YOU STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MISSA”

He never forgot the torture BBH inflicted on his Missa. No one can hurt his husband. Doesn’t matter if both are trapped within a death game. Missa is always off limits.

This isn’t to say it’s one-sided! Missa on his end was just as obsessive and downright possessive. Missa missed his husband so much. And he is so clingy and happy whenever he manages to find him. The two of them were on something else! They really stole the spotlight of the first day in my opinion. It was really fate that Philza first face he saw was the face of his reaper. Missa will always be someone he can trust wholeheartedly. Once Philza gives someone his heart. The person has his utmost loyalty. Missa even managed to sneak a kiss which makes me think the crow is so used to Missa presence because Missa is his safety.

BUT WELL, WE ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.

Philza failed the one mission he did not want to fail. Missa dies. Philza thought the people around him wanted to protect the only good thing about this game of life. And Philza practically screams to the heavens. He has failed Missa again! The one moment Missa was out of his sight he bled out. He can only be angry at himself.

He should have found him. He should have tried to run to him even blinded in the dark. He should have been there for him. He screams until hoarse and until morning. His wings, his solace, and his sun. Gone. Taken. Philza sinks into a deep depression. He doesn’t want to fight anymore. He just wants Missa back by his side.

He needs Missa. His actual life has no meaning without him. The time between their reunions has made the steady flame into an ever burning fire. They are two halves of the same whole. Only complete when they are both together. And Philza knows that Missa would want him to save someone so he swears an oath to do so.

“I will whisper under my breath, ‘for you Missa’ and die”

Now onto day 2 of Squidcraft, to summarize Philza is definitely not coping without his sun. Without his Missa. Without his Reaper. Without his Wet Cat. Immediately he comes out with, wanting to die for Missa. That he has lost complete and utter motivation in this game without him. That his mission is to literally die protecting someone so he can be with Missa in hell. This comes to Philza and Phillip introduction. Both are men that Missa care a lot for and they sorta bond. They both lost a very important person to them. It’s literally only through Phillip telling him they both gotta do it for Missa. I see their dynamic as more both using the other as an emotional crutch than anything preferably more romantic leaning because of the fact they miss Missa so much.

Next on day 3 of Squidcraft, we have Phil again reiterating that his sole purpose is to die so he can join his love in hell. Which brings up the fact that Phil wants to die for Missa. While Phillip notoriously keeps mentioning they have to survive and win for Missa. Phil finds no reason to continue being in such a horrible place without the calming presence of his beloved. Phil is always his worst self without Missa to make him laugh. And Philza fully used Phillip as a way to cope with such intense and painful loss. And he failed again. He wants to die and reunite with his love. Why does he keep living when he wants to stop and see his Missa again.

At Least he has the solace that Missa will never stay dead. He is a reaper after all. He will always come back. But Phil still feels he failed him. He may come back but Philza never wants him to feel any pain if he can help it. Just because Missa can’t die doesn’t mean he can’t feel pain. And all Phil wants and desires for Missa is to be safe and happy. Hopefully with him.

Then on day 4, we have Phil fully embracing his depression even with his stream being titled “Why does everyone I love keep dying???”. I am personally taking this as Philza's inner thoughts. He didn’t want to live without his husband. And his coping mechanism died but like a phoenix from the flames, Phillip came back. In fact he said it was because of Missa.

"I saw missa, I saw him, he looked me in the eyes and said IT IS NOT YOUR TIME!"

As a reaper Missa knew it wasn’t time for Phillip to join him down there. Missa always knew Phillip and Phil would all eventually come to him. He just needed to wait. And it happens just like Missa knew it would. The Crow fell.

“It's ok chat, we'll go see missa now. We couldn't do it for missa. It's okay. We gonna go see Missa"

All he wanted was to see Missa again. And he was right there waiting for him. Just like Phillip said. Missa can be patient and if the Crow crushed him in a hug who knows. After all, “We were waiting for you Philza”.

In summary, they are devoted almost to the point of devotion. They just want to bask in each other's presence and see each other smile. Only for so long could Phil survive without his other half. And now Phil is in hell holding his love in arms. They will always come back to each other no matter what. Nothing can break them apart.

[sixflame438]

What Is Love?

Synopsis - You are a renowned author known for writing great pieces but youve never written romance because you dont know what it feels like. Until one day you visit a bookstore and you meet a cute girl who makes you feel things.

Pairing - Huh Yunjin x Reader

Tags - Fluff, Artist!Yunjin, Writer!Reader, possible errors

A/N - Originally written on and for Yunjins bday (over a month ago). Was longer but this was finished already so ive cut it. Part 2 one day

Word Count - 3300

You couldnt write romance for shit. It was a well known fact in your fanbase and you were always victim to their teasing. As an author you were renowned for your talented abilities when it came to writing, always creating amazing pieces of work whether it was simple screenplay in hallmark movies or your own books that you drafted and published.

No matter the genre you wrote in, you were always praised and respected for what you wrote. Action, angst, fiction, science fiction, fantasy, fluff, horror. Just name the genre and you had probably written something in it before. All except for romance.

Youve had multiple questions from readers and critics alike grilling you to write romantic fluff for a change but you always evaded the questions to the best of your ability. It wasnt that you didnt want to write romance, in fact youd love to write some happy centric stories for a change but the problem was that you simply didnt know how to.

What was love? You didnt know the answer to that. Obviously you were well versed in platonic and parental love but not romantic love. Youve never been in a proper relationship, hell you dont think youve ever even had a crush before.

And sure youve had kissed a few times with other people but you never felt anything different afterwards. The fireworks when you kiss, the feelings of butterflies, the nervous stuttering of speech, the lingering burn when you brushed your hand against theirs. These were all just urban legends in your mind, always spoken about but never found.

You were convinced people were making it up, how could someone affect you so much by just existing? How was the mere thought of a crush enough to turn someone red? Why red? Is that why its the colour of love? You really couldnt wrap your head around the whole concept.

As a normal person would when writing, you would spend time researching your topic at hand to ensure youd write about it accurately and make sure the things you wrote were described correctly.

But no matter how long you spent studying articles and scientific thesis’s you just couldn’t understand anything. There were too many unknown variables and it seemed each relationship was different. Too many factors for you to bother with and the lack of experience really affected your take on the idea of love.

Of course you tried to put yourself out there, love was always a topic that required field research and experiencing first hand rather than second hand through papers and books, but that didnt mean it ever lead to anything.

There was a situation you were in once where to others it may seem you guys were totally going to get together and become official but it was completely one sided. The girl was obsessed with you, always trying to impress you the best she could in attempts to win you over but you never felt anything for her. If anything you felt a little confused and very sorry for her.

It was valiant dedication from her part you could acknowledge that but you just didnt understand why. Why did she want you to like her so much? Why didnt you feel anything romantic for her? And its not like you didnt want to not feel those feelings for her you just couldnt for some reason. She was cute, loyal and extremely friendly and caring. Textbook green flag. Would make for a perfect girlfriend, but apparently not for you. Maybe love just wasnt for you.

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As you step into the bookstore you feel at ease, a wave of calm exuded from the atmosphere within. You walk between aisles of wooden shelves, each stocked to the brim with every type of book you could ask for. The newest and latest, the old but classic, super specific and niche gaming guides, you name it the store probably had it.

Having already known what you were coming for you swiftly made your way to the section that displayed the newest releases of the month. [insert a book title] was the name of the book, written by yours truly as shown at the bottom with a nice little font that worked well with the cover page.

You weren’t an artist, didnt know any either so the covers were always a little plain but the material inside was good enough to negate that. Well you hope anyway because otherwise no one would buy your stuff and you’d just be another tired broke writer with a dream.

Was it a little conceited to be buying your own books? Maybe. But you had to boost sales somehow and its not like anyone else was gonna find out.

While you were gathering your items you noticed how quiet it actually was in the store, nothing but soft music could be heard in the background, it was the type with no lyrics, just pure instrumental talent. Was that a trumpet just now? You wouldn’t know you weren’t well versed in music.

It was weird though seeing no one else around you. Usually thered be a few people wondering around browsing whether that be alone or with their friends and there was always someone who would stand at the register and greet people who came in.

Was the store closed? Couldn’t be the lights were on and the door wasnt locked so there must be someone in here. Maybe theyre in the back you wonder to yourself as you bring your books to the register counter. Just as you were about to ring the bell you notice a small figure hunched over the counter behind the register.

The person had long straight light brown hair and with the way they were hovered over the counter it looked like they were taking a nap.

“Hello?”

Clearly started by your presence, the person looked up at you shocked, immediately pausing what they were doing. It was a girl that looked about your age and damn was she pretty. As the mystery girl stands up you notice she isnt as small as you originally thought she was, in fact if you had to guess you’d say shes about 12 centimetres taller than you give or take.

You watch on stunned by her beauty as she uses one hand to push her glasses up to their correct position on the bridge of her nose and the other waving around animatedly as she tried to explain herself.

“Oh im so sorry I didnt see or hear you come in, must’ve had my music on too loud again” She explains sheepishly while gesturing to the airpod in her left ear. When she doesnt get a reply from you she just stares back at you with a confused tilt of her head.

“Uh hello?” The girl says with a light wave in front of your face trying to get your attention, “are you there?”

“Oh right sorry” you finally reply, shaking your head slightly embarrassed as you realise you just zoned out staring at the girls face. “just wanted to get these please”

“Of course! Let me help you with that it wont be a minute” the girl says cheerfully

As your stack of books were getting processed you took the moment to fully take in the girl in front if you again. Hazel eyes, black frames, white and black lined shirt, wooden pencil, blue krabby patty bun?

“What were you drawing?”

“Oh im drawing a jellyfish” the girl replies proudly, picking up her sketchbook to show you her half finished drawing.

“Oh haha woops” you chuckle nervously as you scratch the back of your neck. “I thought it looked like a krabby patty”

“A krabby patty?!? Ill have you know this unfinished blob is NOT a krabby patty but a beautiful to be blue jellyfish” scoffs the employee who just finished packing up your books.

“Hey now its literally just a blue weirdly shaped circle what else was i supposed to think it was??”

“A jellyfish?”

“Nothing about that says jellyfish”

“Ugh i dont know im just offended you thought it was a krabby patty of all things”

“Does it not look like the shape of a top bun on a burger? And you drew it with a blue colouring pencil, there are no blue burgers that ive seen other than those weirdly coloured krabby patties from spongebob so of course thats what i thought, can you blame me?? It doesnt even have legs yet how am i supposed to know that it was meant to be a jellyfish??”

“So you think im a bad artist?” She says with pouted lips. You didnt understand how but your resolve weakened at the sight of that.

“Now hold on i never said that” you hurriedly rush out in a panic, trying to come up with a way to make the girl feel better.

“Hahaha no im just messing with you”

“Phew you had me worried” you sigh pretending to wipe of sweat of your forehead

“No but i promise im not actually a bad artist, here look through the book ive got better sketches in there which are done and so much better than the so called “krabby patty””

As you carefully flipped each page you took in all the doodles and drawings she had drawn, ranging from realistic environment sketches of mountains and rivers to drawings of people and animals. You also noticed the many many jellyfish scattered throughout the sketchbook.

“You have a thing for jellyfish or?”

“Oh i love jellyfish theyre my favorite animal”

“Thats seems pretty obvious”

“Yea i like drawing them, theyre easy and simple to sketch too! Just a blob for a head and some stringy legs. They also look so cute as well just floating along in the water”

Youre so cute is what you hear a little voice say in the back of your head.

“Whats this?” You ask showing its originator loose pages that you slipped out from the back of the sketchbook. They looked like they had been scrunched up in frustration due to the creases and tear marks on the page and possibly almost discarded.

“Oh uh dont worry about those theyre just some random ideas and concepts i had”

“Well theyre really cool” you comment as you bring attention to a page with a highly detailed sketch of a character you hadnt seen before.

“Did you come up with this yourself?”

“Yea those are my original designs. Ive always wanted to illustrate for books and things alike but i dont know any writers and im not good with words so its hard to come up with my own story” the girl shares and you dont miss the disappointed hopeless tone of her voice.

For some reason the ache in ur heart is back and you absolutely hate the feeling. Without even thinking you blurt out “I can help”. This causes aspiring artist to snap her head towards you, a hopeful yes tentative sparkle in her eyes.

“You can? How?”

As you finally register your words you quickly come up with an explanation, worthy of your previous statement. Mentally slapping yourself in the process for even offering your help. Why did you even agree? There wasnt much else you wanted to do other than buy the books and get out of the store.

“Well im an author myself and i could help you with the storyline of whatever your book would be about. I would just need some pointers on what you want it to be about and what the characters are like etc. Or we could work together and collaborate on something”

“WAIT YOU WOULD DO THAT FOR ME?”

“Mhm”

“OMG I LITERALLY LOVE YOU YOUR SO COOL FOR THAT THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU”

Hearing the phrase of endearment had your heart racing a little. To her it was just a throwaway term and you didnt even know this girl so what was this feeling? You watched a little amused as the girl dropped to her knees literally for you

“Ok calm down its not that big of a deal” You say turning your head away to hide the blush and how much that stupid action had affected you.

“Right sorry that was probably a bit much, but are you serious? Im not even that good it might turn into nothing”

“Yea im sure, and if nothing proper comes out of this well im sure ill still have a nice time getting to know you” You say beaming with confidence you didnt know you even had. Were you okay? Were you still in your own body? Since when were you so social / happy and straight forward?

“EEEEEEEEEKKK” the girl shrieked with pure unfiltered happiness, it was cute how excited she was and how her entire being seemed to be radiating with nothing but positivity. The hopeful look in her eyes that screamed gratitude and how one single phrase was enough to seemingly brighten her up like that, you never wanted that light to dim.

The girl recovers her composure and clears her throat.

“Im Yunjin” Your cashier says with an outstretched arm

“Yn, pleasure to meet your acquaintance” You say as you shake her hand, trying to keep professional.

Naturally your eyes travel down to your interlocked hands, it felt nice having it in yunjins. Hers were much bigger than yours and you could feel how soft and gentle her grip was, the warmth sending chills up your arm. Yunjin clears her throat again when she sees you zone out again and not letting go of her hand.

Embarrassed again you drop your grip and mentally curse yourself for being a fool and for holding her hand for the longer than acceptable time.

“Can I have your phone number?”

You dont know why but hearing that statement scared you a little, a prickly feeling that felt unsettling. Sensing your hesitance she quickly adds

“To contact you about you helping me with writing”

“Ah of course” You reply as nonchalantly as possible, trying to mask the embarrassment from almost misinterpreting her words. Theres a light blush over your face as you hand your phone over, hands slightly trembling when you brush against Yunjins.

It doesnt take long for her to make a new contact and when youre handed your phone back you notice ‘Yunjin 💕’ is what she saves herself as. Its almost like she knows the effect shes having on you and shes purposely playing with you.

Other than the foreign feelings you were feeling there was also a different kind of nervousness you were experiencing . 

You had never worked with anyone else before. Its not that you didnt get offers but more that you didnt ever want to work with anyone. Many many talented people (artists and fellow writers alike) had come approaching you in the hopes of a collaboration piece but no matter how much experience or how famous they were you always turned the offers down, preferring your own silence and way of thinking.

It was weird, you were this amazing writer yet there was this indescribable feeling you couldn’t put into words that made you want to gravitate towards the girl. Maybe it was the comforting aura or her goofy personality you had started to see. Whatever it was it had to be big if it was leading you to make this kind of decision.

“So Ms Author what do you write? Do you even have published books?”

“I write childrens books” You say proudly

“Well i assumed thats the type of book you were referring too since your sketches look like they belong in some.” You comment causally with a shrug as if you didnt just diss her.

Wait that wasnt very nice you’ve hardly met this girl and yet youre already making backhanded jokes. Were you just that comfortable with her already to even say that or were you really just a bitch?

Yunjin sends you a glare and an angry pout as she turns her back to you with her arms crossed. You would’ve assumed you’d properly upset her if she didn’t break out into a fit of giggles a second later, wiping tears from her eyes as she turns back around.

“Damn you’re funny, I like you” She says while still laughing.

Then as if her emotions just turned off she pins you with a serious expression, her light tone replaced with a horrible attempt to sound grave

“Youre not serious though right cause you cant just come in here and insult my work”

“Yea im just fucking with you. You see those books?” You ask pointing towards the stack that you just purchased which were now neatly packed into a bag, ready for you to take. “Yea thats me” you finish, trying not to sound arrogant.

Yunjin looked at you in disbelief “You wrote that??!? So many people have come to get this ever since it dropped theres no way thats you, now youre really playing with me”

Not knowing what to say you just give her a small nod trying to remain unaffected as if it was information everyone knew but you couldnt help the little smile that creeps its way onto your face after hearing the praise.

“Shit so youre like famous famous….” Yunjin trails off as you can physically see the gears in her head turning, each furrow and blink signifying a new thought.

“Wait so people actually buy their own books? Can you not just get a free copy from the printing company or something? Why would you go out and buy one thats a waste of effort.”

“I do get a copy, I just like the feeling of buying something I actually made, its a nice feeling of satisfaction. Plus it boosts book sales”

“……is that not like cheating? Its smart, but it sounds wrong”

“Well im pretty sure im not the only one who does this” You say dismissively with a shrug.

“Huh guess you learn something new everyday” Yunjin replies as she slowly grasps the concept.

“Right here are your books you probably dont wanna be stuck here any longer, thatll be $57.94”

“Who says i wouldnt wanna be stuck here with someone as pretty and talented as you?” You reply cheekily as you lean on the counter to get closer to Yunjin.

Its funny seeing the blush rise from her face and you chuckle to yourself as you pull back from the counter to pay with your card.

Yunjin shakes her head lightly, getting out of her starstruck gaze and pushes the bag towards you. “Well here you go, thanks for shopping with us today and on a personal note thank you for offering your help. I really do appreciate it”

“Hey no worries Yunjin, itll be my first collab though so dont come at me if I disagree or do things weirdly”

“Haha dont worry, im quite excited either way”

“Oh me too. Im gonna go now but it was nice meeting you.”

“Yeah definitely” Yunjin says with a bright smile.

Youre waving as you leave and as your hand reaches for the door handle youre stopped by your cashier calling your name, turning to face her direction once again.

“Oh and yn?” Damn her saying your name felt nice. “Call me” she says with a wink and smirk.

You cant stop the butterflies fluttering around in your stomach but you turn back anyway and walk out as if you felt nothing.

Cruising down the street towards where your car was parked, you couldn’t help but be invigorated with this new feeling. It was hopeful, exciting and you couldn’t help thinking that this was going to be the start of something new.

[ashoss]

obsessed with dick, jason and tim just. knowing? that this is persephone.

(long posting this bc i realized how long i got LMAO) i go on a huge tangent but trust i get back to persephone

(slight tangent - i feel like with dick and jason it would be alfred to inform them on the greek world? like. its something bruce told alfred to do with dick because bruce felt it he would explain it better type deal since alfred is the one actually involved with it.

however tim knew directly. janet probably had him grow up with the knowledge. (i wonder if janet went to camp?) so tim was already aware of gods, monsters, demigods, what type of metal to use, etc (after all janet would want her child to be informed)

stephanie. didnt know right away? she was probably with tim or something when venus showed up and was like. alright. another thing to add to the weird shit wrong with the waynes or something. but... venus and stephanie yap sessions (they shit talk tim)

((also another side tangent bc this is making me think world building .. i guess. i wonder how they get claimed? isnt it mostly at camp where that happens..? - ok looked it up and it says "when a camper shows some amount of their godly power or skill".. gotta find a work around for that hmmm))

cass probably knew.. some of it? she didnt know exactly what it is until she came to gotham and met w the bats. she just knew she had certain powers that could kill these monsters that some people didnt see.

duke however. i feel like is aware theres,, something he doesnt fully understand? i think his powerset in particular would be interesting to explore with this world. bruce would probably train him to see past the mist (to me hes not clearsighted) ((also also i wonder if one of them could work with the mist- like hazel or (cecil? was it?))) but i wonder how his powers would affect it. i feel like when he comes into contact with gods and goddesses he can see their aura? if that makes sense. he can see that they're. different. brighter. more powerful.

damian def,,, grew up around it. hes aware of it, the magic, the power, etc.... i wonder how he and persephone would get along.... (however again damian to me is the least explored in this au)

okay back to persephone and the batfam together..

persephone and dickie getting along together is soo cute .. sobbing... (which would break him more come MOA. teehee) they really areee spring siblings... her little birdie........ i think she would love the bright colours and bird name.

(bruce absolutely DOES have the mysterious woman board. he marks down everything she has said about Weird Stuff. like why does she talk about the ancient times as if she were there? why does talk about the underworld as if she lives there. why does she talk about his parents as if she still talks to them.

(like brucie at this point its kinda obvious)

"i should hope that no one here addresses me as such any time soon" from persephone, how only those in the underworld call her "your majesty" OUGHHH it made me think of jason when he died. do u think he went to the underworld? he was fated to return so why bother going there? i wonder if it was just blackness for him.

if he did go to the underworld he definitely would have gone to elysium. (... did thomas and martha make it there? did jason get to see his grandparents? do you think they were able to meet. being able to see them, tell stories with them, laugh with them unlike bruce was able to?)((however with how close they are to persephone i bet they would have made it.))

ohhh cassandra....... how much i torment u in this au...

ur so right.. about how she'd feel about persephone. persephone more so,, to me is the rebirth to hades' death? like how after a volcano, new plant life grows. that is persephone to me.

i wonder how exactly cass would feel about persephone and direct connection to death- (i mean she is the queen of the underworld no matter how much she is a spring goddess)

also oughhh the flower........ </3

i wonder if persephone did show up. if she could sense the distress the second little birdy was emitting. shes ough to have mixed feelings about his death because at least she could see him though.

ALSO bruce lost in time and MOA happening at the same time is SOO good

like tim's quest to find bruce is ALSO part of his quest to find venus and athena.

(dick breaking at the fact he just. cant talk to persephone. the flower lays crushed. wilted now because persephone is supposed to be here. the roses she had help plant are dying and they dont do that so something. is really wrong.

hehe

(@duskdawnallen )

ok this isn't eloquently said at all, but it was inspired by a batfam fic i love on ao3 called "way down hadestown" (which i love so much and highly recommend if you haven't read it yet). i was thinking about bruce/wayne ancestors and patron gods and instead of it being athena or hestia, what if it were persephone? patroness of bats, goddess of springtime, and queen of the underworld. on the one hand, she embodies growth, rebirth, and resilience, on the other hand, she has ties to death and is known as the destroyer. thinking about bruce has lost so much and yet can't escape death no matter how much he wants to because it literally blesses his family :')

PERSEPHONEEE IS SOOOO GOOD oh my god u cooked with this u cooked with this......

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

yeah so i'm falling for @weevmo's Guys... they're so neat! i dig their vibes and can't wait to see what Corduroy Stew is all about <3

[gunsatthaphan]

a-list clowns.

[betweenblackberrybranches]

Sun and the surprise oc i found in my sketchbook from a few years ago

[transk0vsky]

Care Bears X universal monsters wallpapers from their official instagram story!!

[puppyeared]

Ouhhhh friendship I love friendship……..

[supersecretnerd]

Ok so these designs are cute as hell, the Internet is just mean

I have too many thoughts about a game I still need to watch

[teemhaunts]

helo aj fandom guess who fell inlove w the new playable phantoms

[italianbeato]

oooh you wanna read misericorde sooo bad you wanna read a murder mystery set in an abbey in 1482 and there might be ghosts oooOOOO

[princekirijo]

I think Ann should have claws on her gloves. As a treat let her go full catgirl. Little beans on the bottom of her heels too

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

when your mom asks you to send her some of your recent art but all of your recent art is these gay ass puppets. Uh

[deus-ex-mona]

anyways! it’s herohei hours~~~~~~

[wildthunder312]

my fave design detail from the fnaf movie is that they gave the animatronics paw pads,,

[fruitsyrups]

It is laaate it is my bedtime it is past my bedtime. So of course I'm in the notes app conceptualizing fics I will never write