#so that's what he got this year

[ladamedemartel]

Aurora's obnoxious (but tame compared to last year) gift for @lordofthestrix

Every Christmas presented itself with the same exact problem. No, it was not an issue as to what she ought to buy Tristan for Christmas, nor was there any concern over what she might find for herself underneath the tree. The problem was far simpler: what to open first. Some years, excitement overcame her. Certain gifts required Tristan’s immediate attention so that Aurora could bask in his reaction. Other years, it seemed best to get the customary gifts out of the way (if only to assure Tristan that he would indeed get his replenishment of hand-embroidered handkerchiefs. Aurora still recalled the disappointment he’d tried to conceal the year that she had not made him any out of fear that he had grown tired of the repetitive gift). Some years, the grander gifts demanded to be given last for some practical reason or another that could only be given after all other gifts were opened; that usually made the choice easier. This year, the choice was not easy. It had required much internal debate, but eventually Aurora had settled on a course of action.

The handkerchiefs would be presented first. There was the traditional array of handkerchiefs with his initials, a few owls, some with sprigs of lavender, rather standard fare. Yet, while the designs were perhaps expected, there was something else to them. Visually, there was nothing that would draw much attention, but there was a scent. It was soft, barely there. Notes of lavender, but something else too. It smelled like Aurora, but also…decidedly not. Still, it was just a smell. Aurora hoped that her brother would, at least for the moment, dismiss it, assume it was simply some remnant of whatever perfume Aurora had been wearing when she’d embroidered the handkerchiefs.

She further hoped to misdirect him from the scent by putting a small velvet box nestled in the midst of the handkerchiefs. Inside the box was a tie clip. Once, “regard” rings had been all the rage. Aurora had more than a few in her jewelry collection. She thought it high time to revive and reinterpret the trend. Rather than spell “regard,” she had opted for her name instead. Two stunning amethysts bookended the piece with an opal, two rubies and a rather fetching piece of uvarovite as well. In years prior, she’d never been able to find a stone for the “U” of her name and finding one large enough had been difficult even now. Fortunately, she was only designing a tie pin, not a ring. Even more fortunate: the stone was a beautiful shade of green so that all of the colors of the piece represented her. Any vampire with any sort of age to them would recognize the meaning of the piece, the tie to her should Tristan wear it. It would convey her message where scent could not.

The remaining fare was somewhat typical: some new shirts, adorned with the lavender hearts that she’d introduced at his birthday; chocolate delights from their favorite little shop in Paris; some delightful fountain pens; and several other ornate gifts. Each carried that same something extra as the handkerchiefs, the same scent that lingered of Aurora without actually smelling precisely like her.

Finally, only one box remained. She handed it to Tristan and curled against him, nuzzling into his side. “This one is very special.” she murmured. And it was. Aurora still remained the torture of staying still, wrapped in God only knew what so that the perfumer could extract her scent. She’d had wraps at the spa before, but this was far different and had been exceedingly unpleasant. Aurora couldn’t remember the last time that she’d had to lay still for so long. Actually, she’d fallen asleep and had woken to the perfumer unwrapping her to begin scraping her body free of whatever he had rubbed over her body (some kind of fat that she did not truly wish to identify). In retrospect, Aurora did not think her skin had ever felt softer than after the perfumer had scraped every bit of tallow from her, and the scent he had captured had been well worth it. He’d captured Aurora. Aurora as she smelled when she was unadorned with perfume. Aurora as she simply was. With that start, it had been a simple matter for the perfumer to take her scent and work it into the cologne that would suit Tristan. Beneath it all would be a note that would belong uniquely to Aurora. Would Tristan catch it? Had she left enough breadcrumbs on his other gifts by spritzing some of them with the new cologne? “I had it made especially for you. Merry Christmas, Tristan.”

[pangur-and-grim]

one thing that took me embarrassingly long to learn is "sometimes when people say things, they will not be true."

I used to tell people about this revelation and they'd be like yeah.....duh.....but like, why wouldn't my base assumption be that you're communicating to me in a straightforward manner. anyway, I get scammed a lot.

[zuzu-draws]

[The Strongest "Hear Me Out"]

+ bonus Yuuji POV:

Apparently this boy ain't traumatized enough!!!🗣️🗣️

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

little bee and ratchet from 10 years ago,...

[skipblebee]

Sv au where everything is the same but it's like a reality tv show (the system takes interviews)

[egophiliac]

2025 is the year of the DRAGON SLIPPERS

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store 😭

It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony

[starry-bi-sky]

FUNNIEST fucking shit that comes with making Danny eleven years old when he had his accident in "late at night, when the nightingale sings" is the implication following, that everything that happened in the show did too. And I fully intend on (mostly) keeping it like that. There'll be some changes (of which I need to figure out) but for the most part??? Yeah relatively the same.

Like I FULLY intend on keeping Dark Danny occurring 6 months post accident. Do you know how fucking HILARIOUS that is??? That Dan got his ass kicked by a goddamn FIFTH-SIXTH GRADER?? I'd never show my face ever again. Homeboy spent the last ten years being a one-man mass extinction event, only to get his ass beat by a kid who hasn't even lost his last baby tooth. That's hysterical. I'm losing my mind just thinking about it.

AND PARIAH DARK TOO. Imagine being an eons old tyrant capable of dragging whole towns down into your dimension, and you get singehandedly shoved back into your coffin in less than 48 hours by a kid whose bedtime is still 8:30. You didn't even have the time to expand your army! You were still trying to take over the city the kid came from!

And he just!!! Shoves you back in!! Insane! This kid hasn't even been dead for a full year yet! He's still growing in his ghost fangs! And he just knocked you flat on your ass in an oversized mech suit. What the fuck! It's like looking down and seeing a four week old kitten meowing very indignantly at you and trying to bite your feet, except that kitten is also actually a black-footed cat and they have a 60% kill success rate, and oops! Now you're dead. You took too long laughing at the kitten trying to attack you that it clawed up your pant leg and ripped out your throat.

COULD I, realistically, span these episodes out over the course of 2.5 years prior to Danny's family dying?? Yes I could! Do I think it's hilarious (and horribly traumatizing, which makes it twice as fun) to shove all of this into the span of (roughly) a year instead?? Yes. Because the show has such a skewed timeline that I've always just assumed that at the end of the show, Danny was starting his sophomore year in high school. So fuck it, lets go for it!

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

real talk having the 2nd worst new years eve yet 🤢🤢🤢 (throat infection, twisted neck, banged-about-foot, ego AND the rest o' me all bruised like misjuggled peaches 🍑🍑🍑)

im bent outa shape and suspectin the universe owes me 8 buck if anyone wannsa chip in

[thebrainrotsreal]

Drew this real quick because I fucking love these two so much ???? Especially Bee. I wish they interacted more so badly. PLEASE.

Also learning how to draw these guys.. slowly.

[hinamie]

brighter days ahead

[bacchuschucklefuck]

class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)

[tempo-takoyaki]

"It would be my pleasure to give you a proper tour and introduce you to everyone."

Here is my full illustration for @svsssbigbang for the fanfiction Night at Cang Qiong Museum by @adventure-waffles! An incredible Night at the Museum x Scum Villain AU! Don't hesitate to also check out the other two artists incredible pieces for this fanfiction: dustmeadowx and qiye!

And since I know that tumblr tends to destroy the quality of my illustrations, here are some close-ups under the cut:

[erinwantstowrite]

Do I look like him?

had a lot of people ask me to make a tiktok for it and i swear i tried but,,, making tiktoks just isn't working for me rn so we're getting still images until i can get my brain to cooperate. anyways!! i am obsessed with chromokopia and when i heard Like Him i ascended into heaven and also cried. and it very much reminded me of LoF

[ghostreblogging]

Ok ok so hear me out Twins au. Danny and Damian are twins. And you know the whole story. Danny gets "killed " moves in with the Fenton's and becomes phantom. Ad Damian doesn't know that. Well the magician summoning Damian's dead brother to enact his revenge on him has a very bad timing

"Oh robin. Dont you know the dead can have fangs. I've heard of a little tale. Of how you killed your own brother. Your twin in a quite a cruel and merciless way don't you think?" The magician drawls on over the horribly over used repetitive lines.

But it still stops Damian in his tracks. He can see as his family stop and look at him. With the look of horror and well concern. And he hates it. He can feel their gazes on him and it burns his skin.

He stops and tries to yell at them. To do something. To stop dawdling around.

Until a right flash of green stopped him. The circle lit up as a clawed hand grasped the edge from inside.

Unfortunately the magician wasn't a phony.

The being slowly crawls itself out. It's wearing striped prison clothes with conically oversized shackles? Huh.

Damian muses to himself as he prepares for battle . Must represent his or rather their lives in the league of assassin's.

The being finally looks up and shouts

"HAHA YOU CAN SUC MY DIC WALKER. I MAY BE OUT NOT ON MY OWN VOLITION BUT IM GONNA DO GHOST CRIMES AGAIN . And there's nothing you can do about it. "

"Ghost crimes exist? What even are ghost crimes???" Dick whispered to Jason

"I don't know but I am so angry at the implications of ghost cops. " Jason replies

[egophiliac]

he did it! 🐍 and it only took...uhhh...well, there probably could've been less punches, but why hold back!

PUNCHES FOR EVERYONE