#or day where you might be

[autumn-warrior]

I haven’t gotten one of these in a hot minute! I was tagged by @whosyourheda (thankyou!)

Name: Emmalyne (m-ah-line)

Nickname: Emm

Star sign: Libra

Height: 5’6”

Sexual Orientation: Lesbian

Hogwarts House: I have no idea. The last time I was “sorted” I was put in Hufflepuff, which makes sense.

Favorite Color: forest green

Current time: 8:26pm

Average Hours of Sleep: hmm, maybe 5-9? Some days I have to wake-up at 3am, and i’ll be in bed by 8pm. Some days I can sleep in a little later till maybe 6am, 7am, or 8am. Just depends.

Lucky Number: I like the number 3.

Last thing I googled: I think it was a cake for me to look up for a customer? But aside from work it was my favorite Saberiri fanfic called Against the Cold on AO3.

Favorite Fictional Character: Artoria Pendragon from Fate Zero and Stay Night💕💕💕

Number of Blankets I Sleep Under: 3 right now, but when winter comes it will go up to 5.

Favorite Artist/Band: hmm, I love the soundtrack from The Witch from Mercury. Makes me feel some type of way.

Dream Trip: I would love to visit Japan and Scotland.

Dream Job: when I was little I wanted to be a Paleontologist, but now I just want to enjoy what I do.

What am I Wearing Right Now: just some shorts. I just got out of the shower😂

When Did I Create This Blog: shoowee, maybe 2010?

Current Amount of Followers: 2,917 amazing people and probably some bots😂😂

What Made Me Decide to Get a Tumblr: I was obsessed with Paramore in 2010 and I wanted to be around likeminded people so I found this place and i’ve been here since.

Do I get Asks on a Daily Basis: nope lol i’ve never really gotten a lot of asks. It’s maybe one every few months.

Why Did I Choose my URL: Autumn is my favorite season and I used to love this quote “a warriors mentality with a poets soul” so I took the warrior part.

Tagging: i’ll tag @sselroloc, @catrakomtrikru, @rogue9cg, @sugargalaxies, @conscriptthefelines, @flustersluts, @fluent-in-lesbianism, and @strifer1der. No pressure to do this! Just something fun.

[wolfsong-the-bloody-beast]

I wonder how many heart-attacks Blackwall and Solas have per day when Cole is around.

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[paradox-n-bedrock]

me in big fandoms: oh cool, it's so active and there's so many people to vibe with, this is amaz-

*finds my niche angle that appeals to approximately six people*

me: okay, folks, it's you and me now

[o0kawaii0o]

and they were rivals 🙄

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[theokusgallery]

Little pet project of a human AU

The comic above is from they were 14-15, they're 19-20 here

[jade-of-mourning]

it's finally done, and it's probably the gooiest garbage i'll ever make.

credit to my new buddy @i-love-tdp-if-you-can-tell for doing almost all the characters' flat colors!! i am so so so infinitely thankful to them bc otherwise none of the other efforts of making this would have happened. between the lineart, backgrounds, shading, and touch-ups, these five pages have taken years off numerous braincells' lifespans, and without their help, may have annihilated my entire brain capacity.

if you like, please reblog! we put in a Lot of time and effort into this!

you would think that between last time (one other event) i tried comic-ing and now, i would've learned to not handwrite the text, but alas...

thank you for answering my plead for help, sky! and for managing to work around my design inconsistencies and sketchy lineart <3 ik you said you didn't need anything, but if you ever decide you want an art, hit me up any time :)

and to the tdp fandom, whoops… sorry for all the requests rotting in my inbox. it was a fun september and a fun six years of lurking, but alas i think i will be bailing for the moment. maybe you'll see me around.

[starscream-is-my-wife]

Sometimes a day makes you want a Starscream to bite and squeeze

[teddybeartoji]

sae keeps being in your space.

it's new and it's... interesting, to say the least. you're lounging on the couch while watching your show and suddenly he's right there with you, sitting on the other end, eyes fixated on the screen. he doesn't really say anything at first either, he just shows up. but after it keeps happening, he starts asking questions about it; very little, it's one question every once in a while, but he hums along as you explain whatever is going on each and every single time he does it. it's a bit hard for you to take it seriously but he's unfazed by your curious gaze – he is interested and he does want to know more about it. he wants to know what you like and what you do, he wants to... spend time with you.

he just doesn't know how to say it.

you're doing your skincare? he's there, leaning against the doorframe, studying you as you do it. you're making yourself a cup of tea in the kitchen? suddenly, he too, needs to get himself something to drink. you need to go grocery shopping? he's already putting on his clothes.

and he does it all in silence.

he follows you around like a cat and it's quite amusing. it's sweet. this isn't something that comes to him naturally, it takes him time to properly start lingering around you but it is a lot, it says a lot.

[daily-odile]

everything is the same except Odile is the one looping

oh. heheheheh. muahahahaha. hold on *digs through my pile of disorganized sketches*

Odile loops au; a sketch compilation!!

Some old fic drabbles + associated sketches under cut (a6 secret spoilers):

hc: Since equipment carries over, as long as Odile uses her book in a fight, she can write down notes and have it carry over loops

toxic doomed yuri (for a more fleshed out fic I highly recommend The Sweetest Thing by soreimoon, it's amazing)

[prlssprfctn]

I've been brewing this post for far too long in my drafts, but I need more doomed!Bruce and Jason throughout universes. And it is not even always about the same Jaybin, dying in the warehouse scenarios!

Sometimes Jason is just a kid, who died in front of Batman, who maybe jumped in between Batman and the villain recklessly, to keep him safe, and whose blood stuck under Bruce's nails. His face haunts him in nightmares, still.

In other realities, Bruce meets Jason as a teen, and they never even get to become father and son officially - but they slowly get into each other's lives, until something awful happens, leaving a ghost of a smirking kid stroll behind Bruce's hunched figure for the rest of his life.

Or maybe it is one of these realities, where Jason crawls out of the Alley Crime himself, and manages to become famous in Gotham; the one, where he opens a charity fond, dedicated to people, who fight with the drug addiction. Bruce Wayne is sympathetic of a kid he meets during some of the events, and as they slowly start contacting each other more often, getting closer, he promises himself to protect him. Expect, Batman is late to save Jason Todd from the hands of yet another villain.

It could be the priest Jason Todd that meets bleeding out Batman on the stairs of the church, and who helps him out, for what he later pays with his life. Or they are not really vigilantes in any of these universes - just father and son.

And in some of these universes, they reconcile. In one of them, some of the medics connect the dots that a catatonic boy, who is covered in dirt, calling for his dad, for Bruce is Bruce's Wayne dead son, and try calling him. In another, LoA!Jason with his memory still being in a haze, crosses his path with Batman, before getting dipped in the Lazarus Pit.

But the point stands.

In all of them, Bruce Wayne is too late. In all of them, Bruce Wayne fails to save Jason Todd.

[kirby-the-gorb]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

[Based on a group chat (I was Wen Ning)]

Congratulations to everyone who graduated recently, or is soon to graduate!!!

[galactaknightyaoi]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GALACTA KNIGHT!!!! And congratulations to Meta Knight for experiencing the Cain Instinct for the first time.

Galacta Knight, as you might've been able to tell already, is one of my favorite characters, and KSSU is one of my favorite games (the original SS was my introduction to Kirby!) so I wanted to go all out. Happy day, old man. I pray for at least 20 more years.

Oh, and don't worry! He's not upset about the cake smash, he thinks it's funny. And he got back at him.

As for the in-universe explanation for there being 16 candles in his cake?

... 500+ didn't fit in safely.

The birthday boy and his family were just a bit too flammable.

[spenglerstwinkie]

30 days to train aka 30 days for kars to cyber bully joseph