#this can only go well

[macbethz]

I’m introducing psychedelics into the reality shifting ecosystem

[remyfire]

Me, EXTREMELY high: Oh I should go see if I need to edit my Rare Pair Signup at all before it closes

[marxistmiku]

-feeling sick and like im going to pass out- perhaps this monster energy will help me

[candycoatedrox]

what if i. learned to draw tails

[scrybe-of-death]

So.

Xeya.

You remember Dusty.

I need to draw something.

Soon.

I'm sure many people will love it.

OH NO

[theoneandonlysun]

[Let's hope you stay.]

[The shine in Ita|Bol-T's eyes has gone out.]

(Poor little OC, I have diagnosed thou with abandonment issues! Now, how are you going to anchor the sun down?)

Sun isn't paying attention... she doesn't notice the anchor and chains.

[codgod-archive]

oh hey it’s the game dan and phil played :D

[trenchcroats]

Girl help I'm being introspective in all the wrong ways at 1am again

[burnedelytra]

Philza opens the door, surprised to find his son at the door. Their relationship was strained after revival,, as much as he desperately wanted it to be the same. The crowfather's expression is one of sympathy and guilt, especially looking at the other's wings. He's quick to wipe his expression clean, mirroring that false smile of Will's. "Course, Come on in, Mate" He steps to the side. ←

Wilbur steps inside, carefully using a hand to lift their wings up some so that the feathers wouldn't get caught. Ducking some as he entered. His expression was more so a facade, something they'd perfected. Perhaps he learned it from Phil. "How are you doing, Phil?" He questioned with a hum, as he glanced around the place. Calloused fingers, from playing the guitar for so long, dragged against the wooden walls. -🧥

"I'm doing good" The immortal's words are hesitant with a focused expression watching his son in every step. The way he lifts the wings, his hand dragging against the wall. the question. Philza can't trust a single second, not now, not after everything, even though he wants nothing more then to simply trust his son. "What do you want, Will" He jumps to the point, voice sharper then intended.

[egophiliac]

GET LOVED, IDIOT

GET LOVED SO HARD YOUR KIDS HOLD HANDS AND POWER-OF-LOVE YOU BACK TO LIFE

sorry guys, this is just my brain now. this is going to be the only thing I think about for the next week at least.

oh and also this

FIVE YEARS IN AND IT'S FINALLY CANON 🎉🎉🎉

WE DID IT

[chilcucked]

Why did I think starting a fourth fucking blog was a good idea

[batsyheere]

Bruce tries to adopt Ellie, who is immediately against it. She keeps throwing him off her trail and he keeps tracking her down. She's honestly concerned, and normally she would handle her problems by herself- but this is Batman.

So when Bruce gets a little too close and Ellie is just so tired... she calls for Danny.

"Mom!"

Cue college student, perpetually tired and overworked Danny "High King Phantom" Fenton appearing from the very shadows Batman normally does himself, seeing the situation and going off at this "clearly older man" chasing his daughter in the middle of the night.

Cue the most elaborate "stop trying to adopt my kid before I adopt yours" series of battles

[nickmpreg]

i work opening shift with my besties Saturday

[ase-trollplays]

>> You're starting to feel like you overestimated how much fight he has in him, and you consider a friendly match might have been a bad idea. However, it's already happening, and you said you weren't going to go easy on him. No choice now but to follow through.

>> With him paralyzed, you follow up the knee to his stomach with a left hook, a right hook, and an uppercut before grabbing his head with both hands to deliver a hard headbutt. Afterwards, rather than keep piling on the hits, you let go of him.

>> You take a small step back to give him a chance to breathe since this is supposed to be a casual fight, not a no holds barred beatdown like when you were a paid fighter.

Y'all gonna call it already, princess? Or are ya gonna get serious? I know ya got that barkfiend in ya. Ain't no way I rocked yer shit that bad in ten seconds. Get up and show me whatcha got! Make me eat my words!

>> You flinch, an attempt to get out of range before you're grabbed. But you're still moving sluggish, and you're used to fighting with closed fists only.

>> You try to twist out of the way, to no avail, you're easily yanked practically off your feet and directly into her knee. You cough and gag as all air is knocked from your lungs, fully stunned by the impact as she still has a hold on you.

>> You can't move, but you know what's coming. In fact you'll be disappointed if she doesn't take advantage of it.

[shepscapades]

Realized I haven’t posted anything other than dbhc angst lately, so here’s a small collection of silly and sweet things as an offering to balance out the angst :]

[bloodforvampanon]

You.

-H

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