#this started out as a complete joke

[obioxide]

forgot i never posted this

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

If I was in a lucid dream with a ghost, I would simply impress them with my blunt rolling skills

[dukeofthomas]

Here's my controversial opinion; if you're trying to write Bruce as a non-abusive, good parent, you should also write him respecting his kids' privacy, boundaries, and not stalking&surveying them.

[serpentface]

Scenes from The Baby Wars Part One: The First One

[Hibrides never wanted to be a mother (though the concept of childbearing has always occurred to her as 'inevitable and necessary'), underwent very severe post-partum depression, never really bonded with the infant, and was extremely uncomfortable with nursing her (they had a wet nurse who covered most of it).

Brakul ended up being the Designated Housewife throughout Erubi's infancy and was effectively the only member of the household providing parental care, was Extremely bitter with Hibrides for not really wanting anything to do with her daughter (among other things), and was raised in a context where fathers allowing their infants to comfort nurse on them is a standard practice (which is not widely conceptualized as a Thing men can do in the Wardi cultural sphere and comes off as bizarre to the rest of his household).

These combined factors lead to tense standoffs where he looms behind Hibrides trying to guilt her into Feeding The GodDamn Baby while looking, from her perspective, like he's trying his absolute hardest to breastfeed.]

[ratatatastic]

the sauna robe era: a beautiful saga unfolding before us. we really have gone from "it was matthew's idea to wear them for pregame fits" to "sasha texted them team to make them wear the robes for the preds game"

nashville predators @ florida panthers postgame interview | 11.7.24 (x)(x)(x)(x)(x)

DO YOU KNOW HOW FUNNY IT IS THAT BOTH RODDY AND MAFFHEW WENT oh the whole team all thought it was a prank but we still wore them anyways which somehow makes the robe walkin an exercise in trust and love that everyone passed with flying colours god this team is filled with lobe and friemdship

also happy mackie did in fact get ribbed for taking the shirt option his team uncles sure are giving him the rookie experience and also "i wasn't sure if i was showing too much skin or not" on a team

THAT WALKED IN LIKE THIS WITHOUT ANY SHAME. YEAH BUD I DONT THINK THATS A PROBLEM HERE.

the robes are truly a hit amongst the team aka we dont have to use our brains and we just put on a robe its fantastic, mackie maffhew and nosey are on absolutely onboard unsurprisingly

and if you wondering oh what about paul when will we see him-

the answer is a firm NO on both accounts so to those (me) who wanted to see an old man in a skimpy robe our dreams have to be crushed from the getgo but maybe if the streak goes long enough-

[charlotte-family-apologist]

Suchin: Our living situation is temporary. I’m insane you’re insane, you know what happens when two insane people live together for too long? Starts with an “m”.

Kenshi: Making out.

Suchin: That’s right murder! Wait what.

[crushedsweets]

Papa, me want more movie 😡(on your own time no rush i just love this game already)

IM PAPA NOW ?!?

[declamationark]

Danny gets punted into the DC universe for some reason and proceeds to haunt Gotham because it’s gothic and there’s this hero cave with a bunch of cool tech (he misses Sam and Tucker) and this big family (he misses his mom and his dad and his big sis). He helps the vigilantes there with their battles and writes info he learns from spying on rogues on sticky notes (he misses clockwork) to leave by the files in the batcave. He thinks he’s being slick and stealthy but all the batfam realizes he’s there and basically pspspspspsps him into the family and somehow Danny never catches on

[milkbreadtoast]

o yeah btw i liked these guys from the latest crk update..... detective gays.... macaroni and cheese....🤭

[thegreatyin]

How did you manage to handle not one, but FOUR separate accounts in fl? I recently made the account for my HD little guy but having to do the tutorial again just seems miserable

there's... weirdly several answers to that question, actually??

a HUGE part of it is due to the way FL is structured. the 10-minute action timer is a core part of the game on a fundamental level, and the fact that i can very easily run out of stuff to do on one character and thus have an excuse to quickly and easily swap to another is just... convenient? satisfying? i'm not entirely sure how to explain it. the fact that i can make progress even while i am fundamentally simultaneously Not Making Progress is like pure dopamine for my freak insane awful little brain. there's just something really pleasing about spending all of my actions pursuing The Goal Of The Day™ on one account before casually swapping to another and doing the same without feeling like i'm wasting time or acting to the first account's explicit detriment. the downtime helps! the recharge time helps! the structure really really works!!

i'm technically only actively playing three, maybe two accounts minimum. the only reason the fourth (the one that'll be my future BaL playthrough) currently exists at all is so i can get his earlygame completely out of the way now and not have to waste time running through it all later, when what i actually want to do is play the ambition i've made myself wait a full year to play. and also getting free goodies as seasonal stuff happens,, something something surprise tools to help us later. the only two accounts i'd say i'm really "actively playing" at the moment are caeru and lark- and of the two, lark takes the most priority, since his ambition is the one i'm currently pursuing in earnest. for a couple months now- despite being My Main FL Character- the scoundrel has actually been pretty inactive on a gameplay front outside of the occasional progression in TLC and discordance content. purely by virtue of having Very little left to do outside of Very long-term grinds and vanities. they're in their "now what?" "now you can start playing the game" era. they've graduated to previous protagonist background cameo in a sequel anime series. they're like the yin FLPC equivalent of red at the top of mount silver. they're Literally just vibing rn. i only keep posting about them regardless because i'm insane and i will never ever ever ever ever let that bat go. but yeah, big TLDR, outside of doing the bare minimum to keep making waves/notability up every week, i'm not actually spending that much time on accounts i'm not currently actively interested in playing. and that accounts for way more gaming spoons than you might think.

i have a virtually lifelong history of playing MMOs, especially and specifically world of warcraft. i was born in the endless grind for useless video game pixel vanities and/or bragging rights. molded by it. you all have merely adapted to doing the same piece of content a pointlessly excessive amount of times for literally no reason besides whimsy and folly. me? i've done my time. i've served my sentence. i've spent weeks doing the original burning crusade netherwing dailies. i've devoted days to running praetorium over and over and over again, back-to-back, nonstop, long before square enix cut it in half and made it NOT take at minimum an hour and a half per run. i've perfected my silverwastes + auric basin goldfarming strategies. i've (almost) crafted dragonwrath tarecgosa's rest. i've killed the sha of anger so many times its dying scream of agony is embedded into the very fabric of my being. ""only"" doing making your name content four times over? that is nothing to me. it means nothing to me. it is so infinitesimal i can do the persuasive seduction quests in my sleep. it's not a matter of handling misery, or having the capacity, or even sighing as i remember the brass embassy raid segment of the watchful questline seriously i don't know why i keep forgetting that exists or what even is my problem with it i just am so consistently mildly inconvenienced by it and its highly specific resource requirements and it is the worst thing ever. maybe i'm just so used to the scoundrel's near-infinite money and troves of disposable items that i've completely forgotten what being poor is like. despite having done that step 3 fucking times now. ahem. anyway. i have transcended the feeble mortal bindings of my resistant-to-grinding flesh and ascended to a higher plane of enlightenment, they may call me insane but they will be the ones left laughing when they see what that "insanity" has wrought, i've usurped them, i've usurped them all-

hacks and coughs and awkwardly clears my throat. i mean. uh. um. Ahem.

the empress' court artistry + tales of the university nerfs helped too.

[mjrdm]

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[wawataka]

in honor of mcr and mob psycho 100 coming back oh the same day (quiet whispers) what. what do you mean that was over a year ago

[torchickentacos]

The pokemon anime subreddit fascinates and frustrates me on equally deep levels

[alangdorf]

Sorryyyy for dropping off the face of the earth; got kinda shy after that last post but mostly I’ve just been writing though I cannot guarantee that any of that will ever be finished (also I’m very insecure about my writing AAAH). Figure I might as well post the valentines I had done (like two months late lol); interestingly this turned into more of a hand lettering exercise than I was expecting lol

[cataclysmic-flare]

Stay Like This

“Off to see that boy again, Lord Julius?” 

Julius’s smile faded at the sound of the voice behind him, dripping with mockery. The prince turned his head back, “Manfroy,” his own voice filled with slight annoyance as he addressed the hooded man behind him, “that is of no concern to you.” He turned back, continuing down hall.

“On the contrary, I believe this unnatural relationship of yours is of concern,” Manfroy hissed, “especially since it involves the fate of your future bloodline.” Julius simply scoffed and ignored him, “you know,” something seem to snap violently within Julius as the next words left Manfroy’s mouth, “if this infatuation of yours becomes too much… I might just have to get rid of that boy.”

Julius stopped dead in his tracks, anger flared within him and he lunged at Manfroy with a snarl, “How dare you threaten what’s mine,” he glared at Manfroy, “the only concern you should have is serving me.”

A low chuckle escaped Manfroy’s lips as he faced the prince, “I may serve you faithfully, but make no mistake Prince Julius, my true allegiance lies with Lord Loptous.” His sickening grin grew wider, “if your actions don’t align with my Lord’s, then I’ll have no choice but to take proper action.” 

The area around them cackled with dangerous energy as Julius bristled, “If you lay a single finger on Morgan, I’ll grind every bone in your body to dust.” He silently cursed the contract in place, he’d end this miserable snake in an instant if he could.

But if he was able to, he wouldn’t be able to in the first place

Julius felt the corners of his head start to pound painfully at the cryptic thought, but he refused to show any sign of distress, hiding it behind a threatening gaze, “contract or not, I will see to it if you dare harm him.” He pushed Manfroy away and turned to leave.

“Ah the contract,” Manfroy called after him as if he were bored, “a word of caution Prince Julius, this contract is but a temporary safeguard. What do you think would happen once the contract ends and poor Morgan is in front of you?” Julius’s steps halted as his mind started to imagine horrible scenarios he wanted to block out. 

But he knew Manfroy already accomplished what he wanted, the hooded man was gone by the time Julius turned around.

“Tsk,” Julius scoffed, turning back sharply. His breath started to rise in a panic as he felt talons gripping his skull. His hands shook, his eyes drifted down and slammed shut as blood trickled down them. It’s not real… get out of my head!

YoU’Ll TeAr HiM aPaRt

Stop!

ThAt SmIlE yOu ChErIsH sO mUcH… RePlaCeD wItH aGoNy

Stop!

HiS BloOd WiLl Be On YoUr HaNdS

Stop!

YoUr FaUlT

sto.. 

YoUr FaUlT

Stop… Julius stumbled and barely caught himself on the wall, he felt dizzy, his head hurt. He leaned against the wall breathing heavily until the pain subsided. Images of Morgan’s mangled body seared fresh into his mind, he wouldn’t… he would never…

He took a few shaky breaths before breaking into a run towards Morgan’s room, he felt cold, like the blood in his veins had frozen into ice. Julius needed warmth, his warmth. 

His hands trembled as he pounded on Morgan’s door, his knocks became more frantic when there was no immediate answer. He didn’t wait for a response and forced the door open, his heart thumped painfully, his legs felt weak.

There he was, admiring the view from his balcony. Morgan turned to the sound of Julius’s swift footsteps but didn’t have time to react before Julius pulled him into a tight hug, “J-Julius?” He gasped in surprise, Julius didn’t reply him and squeezed him as if Morgan was a lifeline. Morgan could feel the prince’s trembling grip, “what happened?”

“J-just stay like this… please…” Julius whispered, the only words he could say. His heartbeat calming as he held Morgan in his arms, he was safe… he was safe…

Morgan blinked but his hands found their place on Julius’s back, “ok,” he nuzzled into Julius, “I’m here…”

[zymstarz]

yeah sure that's how i'll [re]come out