#red head has a thought

[chysgoda]

Random FFXIV headcannon:

In Eorzea heterochromia is considered to be a sign that a child has a grand destiny of some kind. This is possibly why the adventurers guild has so many memebers with heterochromia.

[happyunbday2u]

Hey ya'll seen that one movie about this one kid

who finds something that should be considered dangerous and

untamable

only for them to become friends with it

then get attacked so because of their bond it attacks to protect

and then by the end of the movie their friendship is saved and now everyone knows the truth about the creature who is actually really nice

Yeah im talking about Lilo and Stitch!

[batfambyval]

okay. So.

Serious Red Robin theory coming.

Tim wasn’t put in the Lazarus Pit. But. That doesn’t mean they didn’t use it on him. The pit’s healing properties have been shown to work in small portions. Like, the healing is proportional to the amount of lw used.

The cave with the pit isn’t exactly a sterile environment. So either the pit was needed or it was an attempt to put Tim off balance, a psychological weapon. Though the White Ghost’s reaction to the assumption seems to dispute that. If the pit’s healing is proportional to the amount used it makes sense that the psychological effects are to, along with the duration of those side effects.

Ra’s had serious reasons to use the pit on Tim, between the additional room for emotional manipulation and Tim’s life threatening injury which wasn’t immediately treated and was in fact exacerbated like, a lot… yeah. Tim lost a lot of blood. He lost was stabbed in the organ that filters blood: meaning all your blood passes through your spleen. He was bleeding out, he should have died, he dragged himself and another person to a car, drove said car back to the city, and got them both up to the penthouse. Recovering from that would take a long time, he shouldn’t have survived at all. But he healed quickly and well, it isn’t an issue, it happened and it was over. I know we as a fandom like to have fun with Tim’s missing spleen and what that means but… canon didn’t and looking back I feel like there was a lot pointing at the pit being used in a much more insidious was, not just in the logistics of Tim’s recovery.

Ra’s was insanely trusting of Tim. Not just in his ability to do what he wanted but in his belief that Tim would ultimately come around to his way of thinking. Now, I can obviously see that Tim was in a very vulnerable position and if Bruce hadn’t actually been alive Ra’s could definitely have succeeded. But it feels like more than that, especially with Tim’s ensuing behavior. A lot of his time with the league is glossed over or seen from Tam’s perspective, but Tim was acting different. It’s easy to attribute this to the objectively terrible situation and the year he’s had, but his behavior isn’t the same as it was at the beginning of the run either. And the difference in behavior fades. As Red Robin Tim is more ruthless and pragmatic, mostly due to necessity. Even stealing from a museum and fighting for it makes him incredibly uncomfortable. He still did it. But he was still acting like Tim, making jokes and doing his best to diffuse the situation and keep everyone alive. After the surgery his focus gets even more single minded. He barely puts up a fight about leading the league. Of course partly for Tam, and he tried to keep killing to a minimum but cmon. He was leading the league of ASSASSINS. There were assassinations happening. People died when he blew all the league bases and he barely registered that beyond thinking that the council of spiders probably made it out, implying part of him knew death was a possibility and he didn’t care. But he didn’t think about the moral implications of that in a way that was very reminiscent of Jason’s selective morality. If he had stopped to think about it he wouldn’t have done it, but he was focused to much on beating Ra’s, on not compromising, that the complexity of the situation didn’t sink in. The obvious effects of his actions, the possible deaths and injuries of anyone inside a league stronghold wasn’t acknowledged while the underlying message sent to his opponent was the only thing he could think about. Just like when Jason attacked Tim at Titans Tower to send a message to Bruce despite his hardline stance against hurting kids.

So. The League did use the pit on Tim, just a little. Maybe two tablespoons in the wound to accelerate recovery and weaken his morals a bit. It would certainly make a lot of sense. And the writer did change when Tim came back to Gotham so it’s entirely possible that it was meant to be touched on later but was discarded.

[kacievvbbbb]

You ever think about how Mihawk definitely does not hear his name alot?

Like there are probably only 2 people in the entire world that consistently refer to him by name. To the rest of the world he’s just an epithet. He might as well have no real name for as little as he hears it.

He’ll hear it at introductions always preface by his epithet, he’ll see it in the bounty posters and notice it in the history books. But barely anyone will ever calm him that. Just a pink headed ghost girl and the red headed half of the most complicated situationship panning 20 years.

You ever think about how Shanks probably has a thousand and one nicknames for Mihawk he cycles through at a whim but maybe Mihawk’s favorite will always be the soft way in which Shanks calls out his given name like that’s all there is too it like there’s a Mihawk that exists all on its own. No matter the situation Shanks calls him Mihawk and he has his full attention

[hijinxinprogress]

Billy definitely thinks about random things during fights and decides the internet needs to know immediately

[bubblingsteam]

KIM KITSURAGI - I was born here. I grew up here. It's the only home I've ever known. And there's a good chance I'll die in the line of duty here, too.

But -- to most of my countrymen, I will always be some monkey fucker.

DISCO ELYSIUM - CONVERSATION #1201

[lilisettean]

Midnight Surveillance | Sylus/Reader Ramblings

About: So about Sylus and his little crow. Sylus watches you through his crow and monitors your every move through it yes... So... Here's a quick Sylus NSFW ramble...

Pairing: Sylus/Reader

Warnings: Stalking, mentioned somno. 18+ only please! Enjoy :)

Edit: Edited the formatting and some touch ups. :) Sorry for disappearing for months >< Got really discouraged when devs said they won't update mainline for a while a few months back.

Whenever he had time, or felt like it, he watched you through the eyes of his crow. Something about watching you going through your day, doing the most mundane tasks, puts him at ease.

You knew his crow was there, somewhere, watching you. You knew you should never let your guard down, even at home. And yet, sometimes you simply forgot...

Sylus merely arched his eyebrow when he saw you through your bedroom window, sleeping in your underwear. You were too tired to remember to draw the curtains perhaps, or else he wouldn't have seen you sleeping in such a... compromising state.

If he was a better man, he would've turned away, called you to tell you about your mishap, and continued with whatever he was doing. But he was not.

You were sleeping on your side, the gentle moonlight highlighted your face as you breathed through your parted lips. Sylus traced your form with his gaze, making note of the simple underwear you wore. It was nothing special, yet the sight of you like this sparked fire in his blood.

Every time you forget to draw the curtains before bedtime, you unknowingly fanned the flames the coursed through his veins, nurtured his desire to see more of you in this state.

Sometimes you would fall asleep in a flimsy towel, flopping onto your bed immediately after a shower. Sylus would watch the gentle rise and fall of your chest, his eyes always drifting to the clumsily tucked in hem of your towel.

At times he would dream about being there, watching you sleep. sometimes they were innocent dreams; with him carefully tucking you in before wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you in deep into his embrace before falling asleep as well. And others.. well..

He would dream about pulling your panties to the side, dipping a finger between your folds and prod your clit as he watched your breath hitch. He also dreamt about bunching your towel up to your waist, slotting himself between your buttcheeks and slowly rutting against you while you slept peacefully, unaware of how hard he was for you.

His growing obsession with you all came to a head when one night, instead of catching you asleep without drawing the curtains again, he caught you in an even more... compromising position.

Through the dim moonlight, Sylus caught you lying on your bare stomach, touching yourself. He couldn't see your face as you were burrowing your face into your pillow, but he knew you were moaning, with how your hips perked up every so often.

Sylus was not a good man, that he knew about himself. So why be a gentleman and turn away, when the person of his midnight fantasies presents themselves to him on a silver platter?

Sylus put down all the things he was working on and dismissed everyone around him. Once alone, he made quick work of his pants, undoing it and palmed over his hardened cock.

Following the rhythm you set, he stroked himself as he watched you twitch with pleasure. He pictured himself being there with you, imagining he was prodding your clit when he ran a thumb over his leaking tip.

What he wouldn't give to have you bent over his desk at that moment. Especially when you lifted your hips even more, as though begging for someone- no not someone, him, and better only him- to join in.

Sylus snarled at the thought of you asking anyone else but him to satisfy you. He watched men vie for your attention; your neighbour, your painter friend, your childhood friends... they all wanted your eyes on them. You were so friendly to all of them... but him.

Your stubborn defiance of him, paired with his desire to take back what has been always his, fed his obsession with you. What was it that the other men in your life had, that he, the leader of the feared Onychinus, didn't?

He would never voice that out however. Instead, he would draw you in, bit by bit. He would lure you into his hold... and capture your heart and mind before you even had the chance to realize.

But those plans were for later. For now, he would make a mental note to install better listening devices onto his little crow, and enjoy the tempting sight before him.

[undercoverossifrage]

This started out as perspective practice but just evolved from there. I haven’t made too much fan art as of late but I turned on the Httyd audiobooks in a dull moment and David Tennant’s lovely accent has brought me back. Plus, you know, drawing my favorite outcasts is always so fun! Also, here’s a reoccurring question: What the heck does it mean when Windwalker is described as “Shaggy”? Is he furry? Is it just a general disheveled vibe? None of the actual book illustrations appear fuzzy, but it’s a common descriptor. Also, does he have tattered wings or feathered? An argument could be made for both I think.

[blackholesun321]

Does anyone think on the fact as Shanks gets older and he starts to grey, his luscious red locks are gonna start to turn pink? Is he dreading this day? Has he completely cut this inevitability out of his brain because he imagined the horror of the teasing his crew- nay the world would have for him? And decided that was something for future him to deal with, did he have an ‘absolutely not’ moment and decide to get ahead of it and start dyeing?

I can see it now the head line— Red haired pirate now the cotton candy pirates?

But I just know in my heart, Benn Beckman has been waiting with baited breath salivating for years to spot that first grey hair. He has a list of stupid monikers— he has a three hour Netflix stand up routine mother fucker made him grey by forty and he’s gonna make him pastel by fifty.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Jason is terrified. Some kind of Lazarus Pit demon crawled out of one and its been messing with him ever since. It liked to watch him on patrol, its glowing eyes peering through the darkness. He didn't know why the others never seemed to see it despite it being right there.

He thought about asking Duke to patrol with him but seeing as he's a daytime hero theres no way he's going to agree without an explanation.

Quite frankly he doesn't have one.

He came back to his apartment to find another 'gift', this time is was a bouquet of white lilies, commonly used in funerals and associated with mourning and death. Theres no way this wasn't a threat. All the 'gifts' he had been receiving were like this. The worst part is that Jason had no idea how the Pit Demon knew which safe house he would be going to each night.

On the other side of the city Phantom was celebrating. The guy he's had a massive crush on since he first landed in this dimension had finally acknowledged him! He waved back at him and Phantom was ecstatic! Danny knew Red Hood was a halfa like him, but seemed to refuse to use his ghost half. Maybe he was just afraid of it?

Whatever the reason it was unhealthy.

Aka: Jason is terrified of Danny and thinks he's out to kill him. Danny is actually just swooning over Jason and all the gifts are death related because of puns

[chysgoda]

Alexandria, the 9th - 12th Calamities, and Ancient Messes

So I’ve seen a couple of comments on time travel between Alexandria and the source since Alexandria is very obviously prepared for a lightning calamity, but I don’t think it’s the one that happened in the past.

The meta structure of the world really likes repeated numbers and rhyming themes. We have the Source and thirteen reflections/shards (pick your favorite terminology) so that means we have thirteen rejoinings to get through before the world is back to its former aetheric density.

We see that number pop up again in Myths of the Realm where we have the Twelve plus the Watcher. Venat/Hydaelyn explicitly created the Twelve to maintain aetheric balance on the source with the Watcher acting as a combination Mission Control, hard drive back up, and prison warden. What would happen that would need GODS to shore up the balance? Massive amounts of specifically aspected aether crash landing on the source during a calamity.

So we have two gods for each element (plus the Watcher) and thus far one calamity for each element (plus a Bahamut).

I don’t think Alexandria was the shard that was rejoined during the second calamity. I think it’s a shard that was supposed to be the 9th - 12th rejoinings as the second calamity of lightning, and second elemental helpings for all of the remaining rejoinings.

What I think is being set up (and has been hinted at obtusely before) is that the Sundering and the Rejoinings were extremely messy and nothing really happened in as straightforward a way as any of the previous narrators of the story (the Ascians and Venat/Hydaelyn) wanted to admit. Elidibus and Emet-Selch give information that directly contradicts. (Ardbert saying that light and dark weren’t evenly distributed through the shards, presumably information obtained from Elidibus vs Emet-Selch describing the sundering as a clean and equal division) Venat/Hydaelyn doesn’t actually say anything about the nature of the Sundering itself or the makeup of the shards. We do get to see Lahabrea effectively sunder himself in Pandaemonium, and if the look of his glyph is anything to go by that was NOT a crisp clean division.

On top of that we have whatever remnant of Azem shenanigans are going on. But also the people of the source and shards aren’t dumb and do have agency. Y’shtola describes the gate to Living Memory as “neatly hemmed” , something that the Ascians or mages from the Source were never able to achieve. There’s a whole population of lalafel that looked at the encroaching ice and went NOPE and fucked off to a completely different shard. (I will cling to the mental image of one of Lahabrea’s interns going to check on things in the south seas and losing a whole ass country)

So tl;dr none of the ancients knew what they were doing and we get to clean up their messes.

[magewardensurana]

Arthur Morgan: *slaps top of satchel* This bad boy can fit so many dead rodents in it

[staticymaticyyourlifeisatravesty]

You know what I need? Goth Sanguinuis. Like have him join Konrad and Corvus in the goth corner. Even if it is just as a bonding exercise because the Emperor grew a brain and decided his sons need to actually interact with each other. Also the man is a vampire angel. So much victorian gothic can be done there.

[kacievvbbbb]

The gag is Zoro and Shanks aren’t that different. Zoro is also completely reckless with his body less so now but I have no doubt that even now if he needed to cut off any part of his body to win, to save his crew he would do it without hesitation just like shanks.

And the thing is Mihawk would still fight him as long as Zoro can pick up a sword Mihawk would still fight him and relish in it.

Zoro loses an eye, Mihawk still trains him.

And Shanks…..Shanks loses his mind a little bit

[allthegothihopgirls]

i think it would have been funny if tim, after discovering his bisexuality and thinking that was the 'unique feature' he brought to his iteration of robin, mentioned this to the rest of batfam, only to find out they've all been some degree of queer this whole time.

[birddcandle]

pov your name is pathoslair

for @lunarcrown and @aquaquadrant ‘s Hels To Pay AU!!