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[unhelpfultarot]

Judgement and Death reversed

It may feel like the end of the world, but somehow life goes on.

[rookinthecrownest]

when are we gonna wake up and realize that Romanced Rook should have made an appearance in Lucanis’ mind prison - a reflection of all his insecurities about their relationship, his fears around intimacy, his fear for their safety around him. To have all that made flesh and be spoken from Rook’s own mouth?? Sheesh 😩

[ailithnight]

Tangential, but the idea of Danny getting everyone's autograph gave me the thought of Danny sneakily getting Batman's "autograph" on his adoption papers.

Not Bruce's mind you. Batman's.

Feral McGee™

It starts with the Joker. 

His goons picked up Tim Drake. Not specifically because it was Tim Drake, he just so happened to be in the Joker’s neighborhood, and we'll, he can't pass up that opportunity now can he? 

Except Tim Drake is watching, along with the rest of Gotham, at the Batcomputer. He’s nursing a broken foot and has been put on monitor duty until he's cleared for field work again. 

The guy looks enough like him, though. Black hair, blue eyes, and bags under his eyes for days. He's also got the same lean sort of build like he does. 

It happens like this. 

The Joker is doing his monologue thing where he explains whatever twisted game he's come up with this time. He takes up the majority of the screen, so nobody can see Not-Tim behind him, not until the big reveal. Then he covers the screen again, getting up close and personal, before stepping back. In those quick few seconds, Not-Tim is no longer sitting there tied to the chair. 

Someone off camera lets the Joker know, and he whirls around, confused as the rest of Gotham. 

And then Not-Tim comes in with the steel chair. 

Or, well, a crowbar, but the reference holds up. 

He takes out one of Joker’s knees before punching him in the face. The Joker drops like a bag of stones, out cold. 

Then he looks towards the camera. 

“Hey there. I'm not really sure where I am, but also if he was after Tim Drake, he got the wrong guy. I'm not him, I'm just some dude. Anyway, I'll just-yep-” he carefully steps over the unconscious Joker, gives the camera a little wave, and then leaves. 

Batman and Nightwing enter shortly after, with the Joker and his goons out cold and tied up. The knots were complicated enough where, in the end, the police resorted to cutting the ties off of them so they could be properly cuffed and taken to Arkham. 

“A constrictor knot,” Batman tells Nightwing as they watch the villain be taken away. “Often used by sailors to temporarily tie things together to keep something in a bag, or to hold something to glue it back together.”

“Huh,” Nightwing says, scratching the back of his head. “Go figure.”

—

The next time it happens, it’s the Riddler. 

He’s laughing, giving his riddles to the Bats and recording himself to all of Gotham while his victim, one of the Wayne brats, hangs over a vat of something. From a distance, he looks like Tim Drake, or maybe a lankier Dick Grayson. And he’s not the only victim, they’re all scattered across the city, but he thought an important figure such as a Wayne should be under the Riddler’s direct supervision while he enacts his schemes. 

While the Riddler cackles and plots and waves his cane around, in the background all of Gotham can see the figure escape. Several Gothamites recognize him as the kid from before, who clocked the Joker. They all watch with bated breath as he sort of wiggles his way out of the ropes holding him up. Once he’s free, he climbs the rope and gets himself down safely. 

Gotham holds their breath as the kid casually walks up to the Riddler, who’s mid-rant. He politely taps him on the shoulder, and as the Riddler is turning around, the kid clocks him just as brutally as he had the Joker. He’s down with one punch. 

They think he’s going to say another sort of awkward goodbye, but instead he pats the Riddler down until he finds a piece of paper tucked into the inside pocket of his jacket. 

“Right,” the kid says, looking at the list. There’s a lot more static overlay now, and several wonder if it’s damage to the cameras. “Uh, the Clocktower, the Docks, and-” he squints at the page for a moment-”Mama Nacaroni’s? What the fuck is that? Anyway, uh. See you later, I guess. Oh! And we’re at the Gotham Arena. Have fun with him, I guess.”

The kid tosses the paper off to the side before the camera cuts to black. 

Just like last time, everyone is out cold and tied up. The Riddler himself is sporting a pretty bad shiner, but well deserved nonetheless. 

“Stop it,” Red Hood tells him. Batman just looks at him, and though Hood can’t see the top half of his face, he can tell that his eyebrow is raised. “You know exactly what I mean, B. Put the adoption papers away.”

“Hn.”

—

After that, it sorta becomes a game. The rogues of Gotham are no longer after a Wayne, or after anybody who holds any kind of social status like usual. They’re all going after this one kid, all determined to be the one to hold him. And each one is televised. 

Mr. Freeze freezes him in a block of ice, but due to the cameras glitching out, nobody can really see how he got free. They do, however, see the kid suplex Mr. Freeze. It should seem impossible, given his lanky figure, but he evidently has more muscle than he’s originally let on. 

Two-Face gets a hold of him, using chains and some power-dampening cuffs just on the off-chance that he’s a meta. They all watch as the kid leans down, pulls a bobby pin out of his hair, and picks the locks on his cuffs. One punch, and Two-Face is down. 

Gothamites are going wild for the kid. They’ve dubbed him Feral McGee™ (an online poll, of course), because every time he goes in for the punch he gets this feral look in his eyes. Also, just the fact that he casually goes up to these rogues and takes them out with all the casualness of doing something incredibly mundane? Incredible. The Gothamites are eating it up. However, despite the video evidence, nobody has been able to properly identify the kid. They know he has black hair and bright eyes, but any time he gets near a camera, it’s like there’s this weird, sort of warped quality the camera takes on. It doesn’t usually calm down until the fight is done-as one sided as they usually are-before he awkwardly skedaddles away.  

He gets kidnapped by the Penguin, Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy (though that was more just a friendly chat than anything), Mad Hatter, and the Riddler again. 

And then the Joker escapes. 

It’s no surprise as to who he’s going to go after. 

Due to one too many careless goons, they manage to find their way to the Joker’s hideout pretty quickly. This time, it’s all Bats on deck, and they all hide away in the rafters as Feral McGee™ is hung over a vat of acid. His whole body is tied up, hardly a single inch of exposed skin to be seen except for the neck up. 

They watch the goons, they watch the Joker, and they watch Feral McGee™. 

The Joker is monologuing, practically begging the bats to come find him before the timer runs out. When it does, the kid gets dumped into the vat of acid. 

Despite these stakes, the kid seems to be only mildly annoyed. 

“Fuck this, I have homework I still need to finish,” they hear him say. 

They all watch, amazed and confused, as the kid starts gnawing through the ropes. Human teeth shouldn’t be able to do that so easily, but one bit after the other, and soon enough the kid’s got himself freed enough to just climb up the rest of the rope. When he’s at the top of the crane holding him up, Batman lets down a rope and pulls the kid up and out of danger. 

“Oh, cool, you’re all here,” the kid says casually, as if meeting the entire Bat Clan is just a normal Tuesday. And then he pulls out a notepad and pen and hands it to Red Hood. 

“Can I get an autograph? You’re dope as fuck, dude.”

Red Hood has to look away and hide his face in his arms for a few moments to not give away their location with his laughter before signing. And then, one by one, the others do as well. They pass along the kid’s notebook with shit-eating grins and barely contained snickers despite the fact that the Joker is still right below them. Even Batman signs it, after his children don’t stop hounding him about it. 

In their distraction, they didn’t see the kid sneak away. He’s far away from them now, nearly right over the Joker. Danny waits, though, until the Joker has turned around as the timer almost runs out. They watch as he snickers at Joker’s flabbergasted look. The Joker comically looks back and forth and under objects the kid obviously isn’t under. However, before he can do or say anything else, the kid drops from the rafters and right on top of the Joker. He crumples to the ground, unconscious. The kid, however, just brushes the dust off of himself. Despite the fall he took, there isn’t a scratch on him. 

When the bats join him, they give his notepad back to him, barely able to contain their laughter at the absurdity of it all. The kid, too, joins in the camaraderie, laughing and joking along with them as Batman secures the Joker. 

“Okay, okay, but I gotta ask, dude,” Red Hood says at one point, looking at the kid. “How do you keep getting kidnapped?”

The kid just shrugs. “I get distracted easily. And I’m sleep deprived, so you know. Social awareness is kind of at an all time low right now.”

“Why are you sleep deprived?” Nightwing asks, barely hidden concern in his voice. 

 “Finals are kinda kicking my ass right now. Especially this dumb English homework I have. You guys wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”

“Oh, lucky for you,” Red Hood says, wrapping an arm around the kid’s shoulders as he walks them out of the warehouse, “I happen to know a lot about English. So, it is Shakespeare?”

“Yeah, Midsummer Night’s Dream.”

As they walk off, Batman calmly watches, though the rest of the bats can see his jaw twitching. Nightwing comes up behind him, clapping a hand on his shoulder. 

“If you don’t adopt him, I will.”

“Hn.”

[fallenangelkitten]

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[jumalanpelko]

CW: obsessive behaviour that I think can remind peope of stuff like ed (it doesnt have to do with food tho, just. Similar vibe maybe. It is more like ocd)

Being house for a god is not easy. There is a lot of pressure.

Me: *hands Suncat ocd* one of us one of us

[wineonawhitetee]

Ok, I do not have much to contribute theory- wise, but I still wanna talk about some things. So, it's a Drawtectives Season 3 trailer visuals appreciation post!

First of all, holy shit, Julia, how much carpal tunnel did you order?!!?! This shot looks so fucking cool!!!! And the rendering???!?!?!?! Immaculate!!

Also, these character redesigns look like they're gonna be hot as hell and I cannot wait to see them!!

Also this was so beautiful, my jaw was on the floor!! The slow slide animation thing? Love that. I wish I could get a higher res version of this so I could use it as a desktop wallpaper!!

Also, the neon city 80s vapourwave aesthetic? That is so my jam!! Also the music fucking slapped! It was so fun and it matched the vibe so well!!

Also also, the thumbnail art looks so fucking cool!! But, it does strike me that Eugene(?) is in the thumbnail but not in the trailer. I wonder why?

In the art, he's eyeless and cast in red and there is a murder again....

So, I had a thought that maybe it was Eugene that was murdered? But that can't be right, because from the voice clips we heard, the crew didn't seemed too phased. I feel like of Eugene were dead, they'd have a grave-er reaction.

Also, Julia wouldn't do that to us! Right? I'm...I'm scared

Anyway, can't wait!!

[gcat01]

Harry and Jean are at their desks discussing a case. Both are reading files while they talk. Jean looks up to see Harry absently reaching for his coffee mug but missing because he is too interested in the file to bother looking.

Jean, almost reflexively, reaches across their desks and scoots the mug four centimeters to the right so Harry's hand finds the handle.

[queen-of-hearts-lemon-tarts]

COSTUMES AND HAIR & MAKEUP AND LIGHTING/PROJECTIONS WENT SOOOOO HARDDDDDDDDD

@quiddie so so gorgeous I'm so obsessed with the color contrast and I'm only like 10 minutes in to the episode

I love Danielle's matching makeup colors too ugh it's just too good

I love Erika's face here, but I really want to talk about the colors!!!!! again the highlight of the green top light on the hair and shoulders is such a good choice, and combined with the wash of warm front light it masterfully avoids the classic "green makes you look sick" - although that might be just a theater thing, I don't have as much specific coloring experience in film.

I love the emphasis of the red, tech-y makeup on Erika's left eye, with the almost anime-ish red blush on the cheekbones, it just feels so accurate to K and her internet-iness.

anyways that's about it for my fangirl rant :D

[silvers-not-home]

haha i'm trying to cope with loosing over two years worth of fanfiction so here's a thought to distract myself from the pain

okay so not really a headcanon (since i headcanon the opposite of what i'm abt to say) but what if the winners of each life series loose their memories instead of gaining them

like grian won season one, so he has every memory since then, scott won last life so he has every memory since then and so on and so on but like what if everyone else remembers something and they're all aware that the winners don't

what if each season grian is just falling in love with scar over and over again but also every time he does it's a painfully familiar feeling to him, like he's done this before

what if scar knew every time. what if he never stopped loving him. but then after secret life he stopped loving the person he spent his whole life loving. he stopped loving him after only knowing how to do that

what if they're each remaking season one because they need to fill that hole in their heart, this all feels so familiar something just feels... off

what if everyone knows what already happened and they can't help but sit there and just feel bad.. they're watching them go through this all over again. they're watching the heartbreak, the betrayal, the fucking grief all over again

idk just a thought as i'm trying not to cry over this and LOOSING EIGHT WHOLE CHAPTERS OF MY TMNT FANFICITON WHAT THE FUCKJENSJDCSOKF

[thatonepersonguy]

Luis page because I REALLY need to start posting “finished” art pieces (I literally don’t have time but I’m trying my darnedest !!)

also a Jill page because I loved her in RE1 <3

[calicocrisis]

NO I DO NOT want naked Ai Britney Spears porn on my dash, I, WANT TO LOOK AT THIS

An assortment of magma sketches I did over the span of this month

[rawwithlove]

✨GROOVY✨

✌🏻❤️😘

[jevilowo]

Who the fuck drove That Thing

[dollettodraws]

HEY so I’ve been like super super dead and I missed so much AND chosen week omfg 😭 but I’m gonna post this art from last month

I made this for TSC’s bday and only posted it on my insta but never here cause tumblr was causing me so many technical difficulties so I took a longggg break from it lol

but I’m still proud of this so I’m gonna show it here too so SUPER LATE POSTED TSC BDAY ART GO

Tumblr better not be causin me problems anymore man I wanna get back to posting regularly again lol

[haemey]

🟢🦆🦆🦆

Oh look! Some ducks found a frozen pea on your tumblr fyp. Would you like to add a pea or a duck?

🍞🪿🪿🪿

oh look! some geese found bread on your Tumblr fyp. would you like to add bread or a goose?

[occasional-hobbyist]

Saga, my beloved. I wish more people loved you as much as i do!