#she ready to throw hands

[mari-lair]

FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

[thecmaly]

harem squad said deal's off folks

-

more windbreaker comics

[shiningstarr15]

Sigh… this months pose

At this point I’ve just gotten bad at it 😅 not the pose but keeping up with posting it every month. It’s literally the middle of the month 💀

Please don’t mind my procrastination nature I can’t help how I was born lol 💀😅🥲

[ew-selfish-art]

Dp x Dc AU: Jazz Fenton, after years of fixing her brother’s injuries, becomes a Doctor with an inclination towards behavioral health and psychology- In order to make the difference she wants to see in the world she joins Dr. Leslie Thompkin’s practice. 

Jazz Fenton, M.D. has spent years of her life doing research, doing the hard work and the emotional labor, and finally, finally, she’s joining a practice she can feel 100% confident in. She’s goddamn good doctor and she wants to make the biggest impact that she can. 

Dr. Thompkins (who insists that she call her Leslie as they’re colleagues now), is a kind woman, sharp as a tack and keeps her practice open at odd hours to help the most unfortunate. It took some time for them to bond and trust to be built, but now Jazz is being allotted a few night shifts here and there. 

It’s incredible. Jazz gets to spend time with the kids who come in and really talk to them (in addition to getting them antibiotics, heating pads and pokemon themed bandaids) to help equip them with a few coping skills. Her passion for psychology never disappeared after all, but the expansive knowledge of how to heal the human body has made her find a sense of fulfillment like no other.

Having proven herself and worn Leslie down, Jazz now takes up about 1/3 of all the night shifts in the month. She’s hoping to get to 50/50 by the end of the year but she’s content with what she has. Danny keeps odd hours anyway so calling him after work on her walk home can happen any time of day and he will always answer enthusiastically. 

It’s a particularly busy night before he comes in. The Red Hood. 

He was known for being an ally to Leslie, despite being on contentious terms with the Bats, but Jazz had never asked directly. Never one to turn away a patient with bullet hole wounds, she hops into action to get his wounds cleaned, sewed up and gauze wrapped. She’s handing him a sheet (an Infographic! Dani made it with her! Graphic design is her passion!) on how to care for his wounds when he first seems to recognize that she’s not Leslie. 

“No, Of course not. I’m Dr. Fenton. I can’t blame you for not remembering but I did introduce myself as you bled in the entry way. You’re Red Hood, right?” 

“Hm. Didn’t realize the practice was expanding. Where can I find-” He grumbles before pushing her hand aside from where she had still been supporting his shoulder.

“Hold on there, mister. You’re going home, you’re following this infographic and you’re going to get some sleep.” 

“Lady you don’t know-” His voice modulated ton came across antagonistically. As if he was trying to intimidate her. Ha, Jazz rolls her eyes at the inclination.

“Who I’m talking to? Who I’m dealing with? You’re hilarious. I can eat you vigilante’s hero complexes for breakfast. Tell me who I’m calling to pick you up and then you can say thank you.” Jazz snaps at him. It really had been a long night but his whole dialogue thus far is making her a bit batty. 

“Oh really Doc? You know Leslie’s tough shit, and from what I can tell you’ve got nothing on her-” 

“Trying to make me feel insufficient when I just saved your life? That’s cute. I’m sure a lifetime of abandonment by both of your parental figures gave you that. I’m also sure that you inherited this desire to prove you’re not going to be dependent on anyone who wants to help from whoever got you dressing up in tights to fight crime in the first place. Again, I’d love to talk at length about how predictable you-” 

“Bwah- wait- I’m Predictable? You’re probably some nepobaby who had parents who told her she could have the world-” But Jazz cuts him off with hysterical laughter- he couldn’t be further from the truth. Her parents loved her, but nepotism? With what, the ghosts? If anything she got that from Danny, but he doesn’t need to know about her ghostly titles. 

“You’re just some guy who came back from the dead and made his trauma everyone else’s issue. So shut it. And tell me how I’m getting you home from this clinic.” She seethes though her voice stays devastatingly level with each word. 

Speechless for a moment, he eventually relents to Jazz that he’s already called for help on the comms but it will be hours before they can come for a pick up. The sun had already come up and the night had been over for most of them before Hood had walked into trouble. She groans and the realizes the time for herself and the empty clinic around them.

“Fine. My shift just ended anyway. I’ll get you home in one piece and I swear to all the ancients that you’d better follow the directions on the infographic.” 

And that’s how Jazz ended up calling her brother while supporting the weight of a grown ass man (who no longer wanted to talk to her) on her walk home. 

The next time Red Hood appears in her clinic, he’s brought a dozen roses in addition to the cut on his neck that definitely needs to be pressurized like ASAP. Did he stop for the flowers on his way to the clinic? He’s going to pass out from blood loss! She doesn’t even like roses!

[nic-coughlan]

i'm sorry

but

that man is on his knees for this woman

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Get Souped!

[petbrain]

today for the first time in uni i got asked "are you one of those weird people that thinks they're a dog?" and i said yes but in a funny tone (regional meme). like. yeah so what. what are you going to do about it. do you love it. and they reacted negatively, but because we were in a big group with some of my closest friends they knew better than to say anything else.

later while we were taking the subway, we were chatting about therapy and i got into the topic of my alterhumanity again. i told them about my life experience and all the things that brought me to the identity i hold today. i didnt have to sugarcoat anything, i explained to them how i felt different from other children ever since i can remember and how i made excuses for feeling so weird and lonely, and how that affects my life up to this day even after i dont feel lonely anymore (i feel weird but this time it's /pos lmao). they were very reassuring and agreed with my reasoning, then moved on to talk about other therapy stories.

the first day someone from my "adult life" teases me about my therianthropy is also the first day people from my adult life stop and understand it for how important it is to me. for every 1 terrible interaction you will have you will have a thousand positive ones & you deserve to be surrounded by people that love you because of how weird /pos you are

[zarnzarn]

y'all think Penelope pulled a "if it weren't for the baby" peeta mallark style on everyone present there to marry odysseus or

[shalomniscient]

very vividly thinking of a yanagi x reader fic except reader is miyabi’s adopted older sister who was supposed to be the hoshimi heir before miyabi’s surprise conception but who still loved miyabi and her family nonetheless and was loved in turn though miyabi’s mother still always wanted miyabi to stay away from the battlefield and reader was supposed to take miyabi’s place. and so reader always had this goal in her mind to protect miyabi but the fall of the old capital happens while reader is at military boarding school and isn’t there when their mother becomes the sacrifice and miyabi is chosen by tailless.

the grief of it all and the idea that she failed drives reader apart from miyabi. miyabi goes into swordsmanship properly and reader resents every second of it even though their father supports miyabi wholly because it reminds her of the promise she failed to keep to their mother. miyabi is left wondering why her big sister suddenly seems to hate her. reader’s horrendous cocktail of grief, guilt and shame is miscontrued by everyone around her as jealousy of her more talented younger sister, including yanagi when she’s later recruited by miyabi alongside harumasa to form hsos6.

by this point reader is a bigshot at HAND so she gets invited by the sections to hang out, and (finally) the reader/yanagi meet ugly happens when reader is invited alongside section 5 to go for karaoke with section 6. reader is just pointedly glaring at tailless the whole time and has to go out for a smoke break and yanagi confronts her about her “jealousy”. they’re both a little tipsy by now (the karaoke sesh had drinks involved, soukaku stayed over with some of nagi’s friends) and the argument ends up into a stupidly hot makeout session which turns into reader waking up in yanagi’s bed late the next morning. by that point yanagi is already awake and soukaku was sent home by her friend so they’re in the kitchen having breakfast when reader stumbles in and proceeds to horrendously out herself as being a fake idgafer who still longs for her family but doesn’t know how to fix what she’s let rot and forgive herself for her “failure”. reader obviously admits none of this but yanagi notes the way reader’s demeanor softens and she slides back into an older sister role as if she never left. anyway at the crux of it all is with yanagi’s help reader gets her shit together and they kiss about it. also reader gets her family back because is it really a yanagi fic without family themes.

[hopeswriting]

daily life arc miura haru. does anyone know who i'm talking about. do you guys remember her. i still can't believe what happened to her 😔

[maimoncat]

spoilers for CotL Pilgrim (+ Jalala's journal)

Btw, I redrew this

[dontvap0rdawave]

Pink n Blue, Page 118

<Previous / First / Next>

[juliaqueendragon]

I love how Linda time and time again is the "there is good in everyone" and "all the villains are just misunderstood"-type until our character mentions Ydris then she turns into a professional hater.

[murasaki-cha]

Mortimer Beaufort: You're just a low class girl I can destroy at any moment that is probably trying her hand at gold diggig. How do you even sleep at night?

Ruby "#1 Beaufort Siblings defender" Bell: With your son actually

Mortimer Beaufort: ....

Ruby: And I have girls night with your daughter sometimes too

[wishchip106]

reading a fic rn when cherik are so entirely smitten for eachother its driving me crazy

they aint even together yet

gonna need this translated to the big screen (cherik specifically not so much the fic even tho its good)

need to see gay people on my television 😔

[sp00pster]

Put that sword back RN