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[heavythelourd]

Some chihuahuas (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ᴥ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ⁠ʋ⁠) (and pugs too)

:D

[itiresias]

the fact that arthur keeps calling back to that "someone not to fuck with" line is so funny to me. he got a semi compliment from someone objectively cooler than himself ONCE and he brings it up all the time. deeply embarassing. he fascinates me.

[willowser]

aww aww katsuki coming home to find you and your kiddos in the kitchen, a disarray of gingerbread and icing and candies spread out across the dining room table.

you'd managed to dye your daughters frosting pink, and she's jumping up and down on her tippy-toes when she sees him, grinning so hard the tendons in her neck are straining. she'd wanted to build and decorate her own gingerbread house this year, but so far she's spent the last twenty minutes being very particular about only the first wall.

"daddy!" she leans her head all the way back when he puts his hand on her face, giggling beneath his palm with her little squished nose. "look at mine, look at mine!"

your wobbly son jumps up in his own chair, using the table as leverage to balance himself as he lets out a squeal of gibberish that vaugely sounds like an echo of what his sister is saying. at the excited pitch in his voice, her head whips around, free from katsuki's grip as her brows furrow.

"he's not even decorating anything," she protests—and she's not wrong; whatever your little boy is doing hardly classifies as 'decorating', and is more like 'eating all the frosting he can before getting caught'. there is a mess of sugar dried all around his mouth.

still, your son squeals in his chair, jumping up and down with even more energy when you place a hand on his butt, in case he slips. the promise of you only encourages him, and katsuki reaches across the table to snatch him up when he tries to get his little knee up on the surface.

your daughter's frown grows; sharing attention remains a soft spot for her. instead of saying anything, she only makes an annoyed little sound and presses her cheek into her dad's hip.

"stuff's gonna give you cavities," katsuki murmurs, though he picks up a few red and green candies and shares them with your already sugary boy—who hums happily. "need a toothbrush for christmas."

"no," your daughter pulls back and tugs on his belt loops, sneering up at him playfully when he pinches her nose. "you have cavities!"

katsuki makes a point to bare his teeth at her, and then presses his forehead to his son and does the same until they're both giggling. "ain't me, bighead,"

"you're a bighead!"

"yeah, 'n i am big, so what's your excuse?" a wicked little grin splits his face when she starts swinging on him, and he deposits your son into your lap before scooping her up off her feet, her girlish scream vibrant and happy in the space around you.

katsuki waits until she calms down a bit, holding her to his chest like a baby, before coming around the table to get a good look at her little pink masterpiece. he presses his mouth into her hair, like he does with you, and her little ruby eyes sparkle when he murmurs, "looks good, kid,"—just to her and only to her.

[blueflipflops]

Blessed is The Fruit of Thy Womb III

Chapter 3: Then God Asked Cain,"Where is Abel, your brother?"

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Inspired by @cyrwrites 's prompt of Talia being pregnant from exposure to the Lazarus Pits.

...

" Tt. How should I know? I'm not his keeper."

"Dami you just implied that you have a younger brother still in the hands of the League."

The Robin clicked his tongue again, frustration and familliar irrational anger building up inside him.

"It doesn't matter."

"Dami—"

"It. doesn't. matter."

Dick furrowed his eyebrows in concern as Damian quickens his pace towards the elevator, not wanting to continue the conversation.

When Damian first arrived he was angry, eager to prove his worth and word. It seemed that whatever Talia told him, didnt include Bruce having other sons than him. So finding out about this from not even the highly praised father he has, he had to be told of this by said not known brother.

He demanded Batman.

But there is no Batman. Bruce was dead declared missing for more than months now without any contact or notice. Dick has been relunctantly picking up the slack while juggling his own responsibilities as Nightwing back in Bludhaven. Its been a hard time and believe him, he has juggled before. Both literally and figuratively

When he tried to offer the robin mantle to him as maybe to calm him down a bit, he just got angrier and snippy. He rejected the offer but demanded to be trained for the whole duration of his 'stay'.

"I was sent here to be trained by batman and I won't leave until I finish my goal. If it has to be from batman's...successor then so be it."

Okay, that kinda hurt. He doesn't want to be Batman either y'know.

That was what he claimed as he strolled up jnto the mansion like he owned the place. Ever since then, Dick has organized a somewhat schedule for trainings that he deliberately stretched out at first to test him. Which is. Um. Wrong move. This only serves to piss him off more and more prone to lethal attacks.

Yeah. Okay. That attitude needs a little work.

He tried to rudely order around Alfred the first few days and just got more frustrated and angry when Dick scolded him for it. The kid doesn't even want to eat with them even if they lived together (although that might be stretching it a bit since Dick doesn't even live in the manor anymore.) He still try to include Damian in his activities with Tim (who doesn't seem to concern himself too much about the addition. Too occupied in proving that Bruce is still a-alive. ) , to get him out of his shell and maybe talk about what exactly is Talia thinking and what the actual fuck is going on with the LOA. With all the bull happening around with B's death and Tim's insitence on his non-death then him suddenly disappearing to who knows where and everything else the world decided to pile up on him recently.

Fuck. He's so not paid enough for this. In fact, he's not getting paid at all.

And that was 3 years ago, Tim came back with a clusterfuck of a report and possibly a few ill-advised stuff that he's turning a blind eye on. For now.

Tim brought back Bruce, (which is a whole other cans of worms Dick won't open. He will tho. He will. He will process this shit. Just not today. Nope.) declared that he has outgrown Robin, that he's trying his hand on a solo act and after a little help, Cardinal flew in the streets of Gotham. Dick is proud of his brother spreading his wings and leaving the nest but this leaves Damian with Bruce. While Bruce is still recovering, a new Robin picks up the slack. Dick and Damian were a team and the kid was so desperate to prove himself worthy of the mantle that he has been streching himself as thin as Dick lets him and while he follows orders, he's quick to taking advantage of all and any loopholes. If it weren't making his job 10x harder, he would've been amused of such a Robin Move. In all of those years, they grew close to each other, the kid even respects Tim now!

So when Damian mentioned—no, implied that he has another brother still back in LOA, no one can blame Dick for being blindsided.

"Dami. What brother?" He chased after the short feral child.

"Tch. I don't see how that's any of your business, Grayson." He gave him a derisive look as he pushed the button to lift back to the manor. "Your only use here is to instruct and teach me as is your responsibility as Father's succesor not meddle in my personal life. After Father has recovered, he shall continue my training and things would go as it should be." He gave Dick one last sneer before the door closed and a faint hum echoes out in the cave along with what he said.

A brother?!?!

...

When Tim first met Damian Al Ghul Wayne, the demon brat tried to kill him. Which is. Just how his life is now, he guess. The kid was 4"6 beansprout with a sword and is not afraid to use it. Apparently, he tried to stab Dick the first time too. The kid is clearly delusional but after several blood tests Tim has had to admit defeat.

This brat really is B's kid and he hates him already.

This could be a plot.

Ra's would do anything to gain power over Batman and Gotham but mostly Batman.

It smells like a plot.

Dick couldn't get anything out of him other than that he was 'the Blood Son of Batman' and that he was sent here for Bat Training by Talia and he's not leaving. He also said something about his birthright to being the next Batman and being his robin. Which is. Yeah. Hurts a bit. He knows he hasn't been able to be Dick's Robin (oh the combination of those words) being too busy proving that Bruce is still alive. He knows it. But he's still Robin.

He's still Dick's Robin and Dick is not going to give the mantle away just because demon brat here throws a temper tantrum about it. But he did. Well, he didn't exactly but. He offered making Damian his robin. Tim knows logically, this would be the best plan of action given everything with them and then everything with him but he still can't help the sharp insecurity inside him.

But the brat did something surprising, given his whole rant of birthright blah blah blah. Tim wasn't really listening. He looked at Tim with such disgust and derisiveness and then looked away with a click of his tongue. Which is so uncalled for what the hell??? What the fuck did he do? The Batling even had the gall to look so offended for even offered the position he claims was always his. What the fuck.

He says he doesn't want a position already claimed by somebody else and suggested to create a new identity if he has to. Dick was quick to veto that. Thank god. The kid looks like a ten year old. A ten year old from hell, yeah but still. Even Tim was at least thirteen when he started the whole gig. It might not seem like a lot but three years is a BIG difference. Assassin training from birth or not.

The kid looked at Tim with pity and disgust that he doesn't even know why... well whatever but for some reason despite the hostility, the kid would not so subtly support him. Not that anyone else would notice if they weren't a bat, but the kid kinda grew on Tim despite his own attempts not to. And while Tim isn't Dick, he would like to think that they've grown on him too.

After returning with Bruce, a new vigilante identity, and one less spleen, Damian has finally and officially took over the Robin mantle. Despite the initial denial, he was quick to adapt into the role with a hidden child-like enthusiasm. Well. For an assassin raised kid in a role that allows him to beat up grown people in the streets every night. Thank god Dick has already given the kid numerous lectures on the "no killing" rule because Tim is so not doing that.

And no, he is not processing his little LOA escapade.

Although looking back at it, it seems a lot more suspicious with how Ra's was a lot more confident and smug. More... reckless yet defensive.

Of what exactly?

That question has been eating Tim up ever since he had a better headspace for it coming back and it has been driving him crazy. No matter what angle he mentally review everything that happened, Tim still can't for the life of him tell what exactly was Ra's hiding. No matter the connections nor channels he has gave anything away other than the fact that they've been training an heir but Tim already knew that with Damian in the picture and yet...

Something's missing...

When they found out that Red Hood was actually the deceased Jason Todd aka Robin II, Tim thought that was it. That was what was missing and try to bury it along with the annoyance, a bit of resentment, and his many broken bones as a result of that little... reunion of theirs.

Like seriously? An adult robin suit? Cringe, mr. Robin sir. Tim can't believe he idolized you. If it wasnt for the fact that Jason broke his jaw, he would've said something about how if he's gonna kill him wearing the robin suit then the least he could do is not be a coward and wear the original scaly panties. It's like as if nothing is sacred in this world anymore. Really.

After a while, Hood started working with... well not with them. But uh... adjacent might be a better term for it. Tim notices when Jason is strangely quick to startle when Damian is in the picture. It's only recently that Dick was able to convince him to switch to non lethal rubber bullets but before they had to dodge a ricochet of actual real bullets when Damian is near Jason. And the self proclaimed ex-crime lord won't even explain why he reacts to the shortstack like this. Very rude. It's like getting beaten to near death doesn't even have benefits or whatever.

It wasn't until another case that involves the reluctant team up between Cardinal, Red Hood and a likely not supposed to be here Robin, that Tim got a clue as to why. As usual, Hood somehow does not notice Robin and almost shot Tim. Again. For the fifth time this night. Jason said something about a pit demon or something fucking up something something. I'm sure this will all make sense tomorrow. But then Robin snaps back, geniunely offended. Something about how he's not a...

"A fucking what?!"

"Tt. A Lazarus Pit baby, Cardinal. Do keep up."

"Wait hold the fuck up. Hold the motherfucking fuck up. What the fuck do you mean your brother is a Lazarus Pit baby?"

At least Tim wasn't the only one getting a rug pulled under their feet tonight. A bit concerning how distressed Hood was sounding but Tim is flexible. He can handle this. Before he can ask many reasonable questions, Robin turned to glare at them. Impressive how a kid as short as him make Tim feel like he's being look down on when the brat has to crane his neck up high just to see their faces.

"Hood called me a pit demon. Which I am not."

Damn. Touchy. So he's got opinions on pit demons now. What even are pit demons? It certainly doesn't sound good. "

"Hood has trained with the League for a time, did he not? So he must have confused me for my... younger brother."

"The fuck are on about? I couldn't be more obvious that I'm talking to you."

"Wait. What brother?!"

"Robin what brother?!?!"

....

My parents made me subscribe to christianity just so I can make fic titles like these

Damian + fam POV of Child of Lazarus Danny AU

A whole ass POV and setting change can be a bit disorienting especially with a time skip mixed in but at this point we moved away from the creepy cult and into a somewhat normal outside world. Damian has a slightly better relationship with his brother here at the same time a lot more distant than canon. Damian has been able to establish himself as Robin a bit later than canon and Tim was able to decide for himself to hand over the mantle and step out of the Robin training wheels. Didn't like the Red Robin name sorry its just as if Tim wasnt ready to part with robin just yet and hadn't had the time to find himself before making Red Robin. A bit of a fan of the Cardinal name for my boy which is also red.

Funny how Dami subconsiously called Danny a pit demon all these years when all his other brothers subconsiously called him that too. He's so offended its hilarious lmaoo

Also funny how Tim thinks about his relationship with Jason. For me I think Tim won't sink back in fear Jason cuz in the comics man Tim has been roasting the dude any chance gets like Jason hasn't been roasted enough. Love my cringefail asshole Jason. Would've love to punch him in the face.

This was supposed to have Jason and Bruce's POV too but it was getting too long. so. Yeah.

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[sonik-kun]

Mo Dao Zu Shi's own scum villain, ladies and gentlemen

[pinkyjulien]

Blorbos in law..... 🧡😌 @arcandoria

[mischefous]

Hydrate NOW!!!!! 🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊

I am EXTREMELY hydrated now XD

[wraithsoutlaws]

got a vp idea that i found titillating enough it almost provoked me to leave the coziness of my bed rn but alas it will wait till tomorrow

[xignis]

please look at how small avi’s molted face feathers are

[fadeintolight]

one more day and im submitting this shit😩👊

[riacte]

ren kept on trying to appease false and rope her into the fire imp roleplay, but she was content with giving them sacrifices and being on the sidelines, so in the end he gave up trying to appease her and called her stinky 😭

[willowser]

also thinking about rei hugging or just being so sweet and soft towards oc cuz this is the friend touya made!!this is the girl he likes and rei treating oc like so kind and oc getting emo from the softness like omg DHAKAJJXKAKSJDIJZSNS FERALSCREECHING MORE

friend, i am here with the promise that more is said on this particular subject in the next chapter 😌✨️🪻 but !! in the mean time, i will give you this !!

she almost doesn't hear fuyumi.

too wrapped up in the still lingering warmth of the shirt in her hands, the end of her pinky fiddling with a hole he's already worn into the sleeve; it's touya's, and when she brings the material to her face, she can only smell the fresh detergent, the sweetness of their fabric softner — but that is his scent, these days.

safe in her home, where he belongs.

the words settle eventually, and she looks up to find her daughter frowning; cheeks round and girlish. "who was it?"

"i don't know," fuyumi grumbles, tossing a pair of socks into a pile she'll most certainly dump at natsuo's door. "some random girl off the street that was — all bossy."

the image that comes to mind has rei stifling a light laugh, made of memories; fuyumi in the kitchen with her hip cocked out, hair still wet from her shower, demanding touya finish eating so they could play before enji arrived home. the pout on her lips is identical, as well as the furrow of her brow. still too young, still in charge.

"mom," fuyumi murmurs, but now her face drops with a familiar sadness, one that ages her immediately. she looks hesitant to speak, as if she's asking for an answer she knows she isn't ready for. "do you think he still talks to those people? from before?"

rei doesn't know — but she thinks touya might.

instead of answering, she brings the shirt back to her face, as if she were hugging him instead of it. warm against her cheek, cozy; it hugs his thin frame nicely, rei thinks, and highlights the still-there softness of his marred face.

it's a long-sleeve, and that must be why he likes it; touya often complains of being too cold now, though it's difficult to find something that doesn't irritate his skin. this is a piece he'll wear for days in a row, if they let him, like he tends to do with any clothing he deems comfortable.

rei fiddles with the hole again and thinks of him, young and afraid. who dressed him then, when he was alone? who made sure he was warm enough?

"i don't know how to let them go," is what he'd told her, one night in the pitch-black of his room. with his head in her lap and his face turned inward, quiet and clinging to her, like always. "i just—have to now."

she doesn't know much about them, aside from the hell they reigned down upon japan — but they must have been like touya was, in the past; small and afraid and wanting.

"they were you're family once, too, right?" she'd asked, running a slow hand through his hair when he grunted quietly. "it's not going to be easy, but that's okay. we'll figure it out."

"i don't know if he does," rei tells her daughter now, lining up the ends of touya's shirt carefully. "is that where you think this girl is from?"

at the mere mention, fuyumi frowns again, even rolls her eyes; a little sister through and through. "i don't know. she didn't—seem to know him all that well, and she was hanging around dr. matsui's office—"

"so, maybe from there, then?" rei smiles genuinely, hoping to lessen the worry in her daughter's voice. "a friend he's made?"

fuyumi finally concedes with a shrug, grabbing another shirt from the basket sitting between them. it's black, too small to be natsuo's, and the thread near the collar is fraying, like it's been caught on something too many times. she, too, lets the residual warmth soak into her hands and then carefully matches up the edges, before placing it gently in the stack of clothes in her lap.

[stinky-kiddd]

OMG IVE GAINED BACK CONSCIOUSNESS- AND IM HERE WITH MORE CONTENT!!!

Ok- so Shadow and Sunshine, my regretervator ocs…

They resemble ying and yang as they are opposites, but instead of being two different people- they are just one person! Sundow (Sunshine and Shadow) Are bipolar! (Which means they cannot regulate their emotions and can sometimes have irregular emotions even if they don’t mean to). This explains the massive anger breakouts she gets out of nowhere. Sundow works at a weather company as their public reporter- but had turned a little odd the longer she stayed in the company (she turned into actual weather events based on her emotions) Sundow cannot reverse this effect- as it is permanent.

Here’s my silly doodles of her! (Read the alts for a better understanding ^_^)

Here’s a lazy animation of Sundow! (Vulgar language ahead!)

[beetlejuicesgraveyardrevue]

i wanna play dnd i wanna go on a quest i wanna larp i wanna play bg3 i wanna run around in the woods i wanna learn how to play a lute i wanna read lord of the rings i wanna watch lord of the rings i wanna write a fantasy novel i wanna bake bread i wanna set up a little hobbit picnic… i’m in full the-renaissance-fair-is-over-for-the-year depression

[creepyscritches]

Stinky's getting neutered on Tuesday so we invited Splinter back over for a long weekend sleepover to keep him company and keep him in good spirits and he canNOT be normal around her god bless he's down BAD