#we'll see what ends up happening :(
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
theladysherlock · 13 days ago
Text
"Let me do this," Alek whispered again.
Deryn rolled her eyes. "Don't be daft. I know every squick of this ship. You've never even been in the laboratory."
"But you can't just sneak into a man's room while he's sleeping!" Alek said, his voice breaking from a whisper.
"And you can? You're a barking prince! I hardly think that qualifies you for burglary."
Alek started to sputter something else, but Deryn ignored him.
1. I think this bit here is part of why Mission Fics are so popular. Their dynamic when they're on a job together is so fun, no wonder we want to see the two of them solve problems over and over and over
2. Why is Alek so insistent on going in the room instead of her? Genuinely the only reasons I can think of are her injured foot, and that it might be dangerous and he doesn't want to put her in danger. Which is sweet, but unhelpful.
3. A headcanon of mine that I've included in a lot of fics is that by the time they start actually going on missions, Alek is better than Deryn at picking locks. I feel like he likes the puzzle aspect and is used to working with mechanical bits, so he's faster. Deryn's better at swiping keys from people.
8 notes · View notes
egophiliac · 2 days ago
Note
So.... what are your thoughts on Ace's UM, if you haven't been asked this already?
sneaky magic for the sneakiest boy
Tumblr media
no but really, I think it fits him really well! I had thought his UM would probably involve something kinda sleight-of-handy or pickpockety! and I looooved that it made such a nice loop-around back to episode 1. ❤️ I was. kind of half-expecting him to just run out and punch Riddle in the nose again. but instead this time 'twas he who offed the queen's head! it was great! and he did it while stone-cold terrified out of his mind! because Ace is the only remotely normal or well-adjusted person at NRC and therefore the only one who is like "we're going to literally die, this is super effed up". but he did it anyway!!!! I AM SO PROUD
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers#twisted wonderland episode 7 part 12 spoilers#twisted wonderland book 7 part 12 spoilers#also love how it complements deuce's magic! they are two of a kind ❤️♠️#i do think bet the limit fits the 'uno reverse card' description more though#like...okay they haven't really said much on how joker snatch works#(literally ace went 'we'll talk about it later')#but i think it's not supposed to be inherently retaliatory if that makes sense#the japanese is something like 'put an ace up my sleeve'#which implies to me that it's not really an in-the-moment thing? i think he can steal it and hold on to it for a while probably#like he might be able to snatch it and then use it on someone else later rather than it being reflected back on the original caster#versus deuce's being that he punches you back with your own punch (and/or other various punches he's acquired)#(a connoisseur of fine punches)#i am 100% guessing though so who knows! we will find out later i presume#now the only one left to get their um is grim maybe 👀#(i mean i would also love to see some staff ums HEY TWST THAT WOULD BE COOL)#(but like. narratively speaking and all)#oh and maybe crowley's depending on how plot-important he actually ends up being#what if it turns out nothing's going on with crowley and he's actually completely irrelevant#he tears his mask off and he's just some random dude who has zero idea of what's happening#nobody's been orchestrating shit#everyone's just been getting radioactive poisoning from the stone adeuce replaced in the chandelier back in the prologue#this was all a cautionary tale about getting the blot levels in your school's hvac system regularly checked
1K notes · View notes
deliriousblue · 19 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
THE HEART KILLERS (2024) episode nine
138 notes · View notes
isthatacalzone · 4 months ago
Text
me: *seeing people yell about how they did Glintshore & Percy's death in the show*
also me: ..................anyway
123 notes · View notes
kheprriverse · 8 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
I might be a little obsessed with this design...
162 notes · View notes
childofthestone · 13 days ago
Text
not to be an insane girl but dragon age is literally part of who i am as a person and it is such a weird feeling to know that its ended. and on such an unsatisfying note.
46 notes · View notes
sleepsucks · 4 months ago
Note
Hello! I really like your comics but I've been wondering for a while... What's up with their dates being about a year ago? Do you have a notebook to be able to remember all those details or were they actually drawn a year back?
I hope you have a nice day^^
heyya ! This is absolutely something that Ishould have made a pinned post to address waayyy back so i'm answering this in hopes of taking care of that later todayyyy
The situation with the fucked up delays in these iiiis mainly initially to do with the coloring of them -which i'm still foolishly holding on to-, where I started getting some delays in posting a few years back, and letting the gap grow; Until nowww where there's a backlog of over a year of comics that require being coloured and/or scanned
I'm still mostly drawing them as the days go though, aside from a recent big delay i've recently caught up on, I usually draw them at most a few days after the actual date ! I would absolutely not remember anything otherwise because my memory is terrible
100 notes · View notes
spacedace · 1 year ago
Text
Had an idea, thought I'd make it a prompt, 3k+ words later realized this wasn't a prompt anymore but a ficlet 🙃
Anyway, here's the first almost 2k of Talia being a good parent and deciding to not go with either Bruce or Ra's and go off and do her own thing and raise Damian and oops she got attached to Jason while checking in on Bruce and saved him from dying in Ethiopia. & now has 2 sons lol
-
When her Beloved and her father demanded Talia make a choice, of who she would choose, she didn't hesitate.
She chose neither of them. She chose her child. She chose herself.
Outwitting both Ra's al Ghul and Batman was no simple feat. They were both brilliant, relentless and with endless resources at their command. It was why their clashes were as devastating as they were. Immovable objects and unstoppable forces the both of them. If there was something they wanted, it was something they would have.
But not her.
They would not have her.
She had her own networks, her own people, her own keen intelligence and sharp cunning. It took time - time she really didn't have - and a great deal of pain and loss, but she slipped them eventually. Shrugged off the shroud of who she had been - who she was made to be - and stepped confidently into her new life.
Her son was born nine days after her freedom had finally, fully been assured.
He was small and perfect in every way. Soft and warm cradled close to her chest, unblemished by the cruelty of the world as he slept soundly in her arms. Even as exhausted as she was after such a long labor, she couldn't bring herself to sleep. Her attention narrowed down entirely on his every quiet breath, his downy soft hair, his round peaceful face.
In the weeks that followed his eyes would shift and change from a newborn's blue to her own green. It would take years before she could know if he inherited any of his father's features, but that was fine. He was hers and hers alone.
She named him Damian.
In another life she would name him with her father in mind. That her son would rise as Heir to the Demon and conquer the world. That he'd stand as ruler of all.
In this one, she named him with hope in her heart that what he would master was his own life. That he would never be forced to bow to the will of anyone else. To be made to act as servant or puppet. Let him tame his fate into something good and kind and happy.
She did her best to give him the life he deserved.
Lavished him with all her love and affection. Gave him everything he could ever want or need. The friends she began making for herself - not just trusted allies, but friends - laughed that she would spoil him rotten. It was probably true, but she didn't have it in her to care.
Her son would have the childhood he would have been denied if raised raised in the home of either of their fathers. Her father would have demand harsh lessons and frightened obedience and impossible standards. Damian's would have tried - she knew her Beloved would have tried - but his heart would always be for his city first and all else, even his children, second.
Talia kept tabs on both of them, covertly. Ensured she always kept a healthy distance from anything that involved her father or his people. Gathered stories of her Beloved's exploits to share with her son when he was old enough to hear them.
It gave her insight on just what choosing her Beloved would have meant. Reassured her that while not choosing her father had been the right choice, choosing her Beloved would have been the wrong one.
Bruce Wayne was a good man. Brilliant and driven with his kind heart and admirable goals. Breathtaking in his skill and ability.
Disappointing in his parenting skills.
Talia knew she was lacking as a parent herself. That her own upbringing had left its scars and that try as she might she'd undoubtedly end up doing the same to her own child over the years. But she always pushed herself hard towards improving, in making herself better for the tiny boy that she loved more than anything else. And she felt satisfied that in the very least that when presented with options on how her and her son's life would be, she'd made the one that was best for Damian.
Not the life of an assassin or a vigilante, but the life of a child.
A child who was taught some of the skills of both the worlds she'd turned her back on, admittedly, but only ever for his own protection. Damian was safer knowing how to hide, how to escape, how to fight. She had done her best, but there was always the looming threat that they might be found one day. She needed to be sure he was ready, if that time ever come.
She didn't teach him the way she was taught.
When her son fumbled or failed she gently corrected him. Walked him through what he'd done wrong, how he could improve. Made a game out of the experience so that he came running up to her on toddling feet with bright eyes begging that they have a lesson. His excitement and delight in it all made him a better student then her fear and desperate need for her father's approval and affection.
There was a day she caught sight of him, all of four years old, tiny face scrunched in a look of concentration as he practiced the form she'd taught him the day before with his small, wooden practice sword. Some of his father's features lingered at the edges of his face, but he'd deepened his resemblance to her by picking up her mannerisms and expressions. Her son, going through the same steps and motions she had when she'd been his age, little body wobbling as he turned to fast before plopping on the ground with a tiny oof.
Talia had small silver scars on the back of her hands, so thin and so old as to nearly be invisible anymore. They burned all the same as she recalled herself stumbling in nearly the same way. Stomach churning as she remembered the terror she'd felt as her instructor had snatched her up by her hair and drug her over to a low table, holding her hands in place with a massive hand. The way she'd bit her lip hard enough that her mouth filled with blood as he struck her with the thin lash, knowing that if she cried the punishment would be all the worse.
Damian only blinked his big green eyes and scowled the same way she did whenever something of minor importance didn't go the way she wanted it to. Then he saw her standing there in the doorway watching him and his face lit up, bright as the son and just as beautiful as he jumped to his feet and darted over to her. Tiny hand clinging to the loose fabric of her pant leg as he begged her show me again Mama!
It was moments like that where she knew beyond any shadow of a doubt she'd made the right choice.
Her father would have broken her brilliant, kind hearted son. Would have done to him what was done to her to forge Damian into a weapon.
Her beloved...
He would never hurt her son like that. Not the way her father and his loyal followers would. But she couldn't ignore the fact that Damian would still be hurt all the same under his father's tutelage.
Talia knew the man she loved well. Adored his strengths, but was not blind to his flaws. He kept his heart well guarded, hidden behind imposing walls of silence and razor wire of words he didn't truly mean. Still kind, but horribly distant when it came to those he cared for most. It shielded him some, perhaps, but it left those who loved him feeling lost and alone.
She saw how Dick Grayson had grown over the years. Tall and clever and lonely and bitter. Fighting for independence, for acknowledgement, for his father to speak words of love and respect. Things Bruce felt but almost never said unless he thought things were dire.
She saw too how the heavy weight of her Beloved's priorities weighed up on his second son.
Young Jason Todd who saw magic in the harsh world he'd been drawn into and desired to be the protection for others that he never had growing up. She saw much of herself in him, though he faced the world with far more hope than she had at his age. He was a bright boy with a good heart that had weathered a harsh upbringing that Talia could sympathize with. There was a familiar anger in him too, broiling just beneath the surface, flaring up and burning him as much as everyone else when triggered.
Most of all though Talia could see the desperate loneliness that had marred her own life in the boy. The soul deep fear of abandonment. The painful desire for love from a father that always seemed to stay at arm's length who spoke rarely of affection and often of missions to be completed.
She kept a close eye on her Beloved's second Robin.
When he left for Ethiopia, searching for family in a stranger that had already given him up, she'd followed.
Jason only ever wanted family and love. A good boy, bright and fierce and brave. A boy Talia saw a lot of herself in, who faced the world with such determined brightness in spite of the pain and hardship he'd known.
Shelia Haywood took that boy that Talia had grown so fond of, took his trust and his love and crushed it beneath her heel. Callously handed him over to the Joker without a second thought. As if he was disposable, as if he was nothing more than a puppet to use and toss away when it suited her.
Talia had risked everything when she'd decided she would not choose either her father or her Beloved. She'd turned her back on her entire life, everything that had ever been and ever could be on either side. She spent months running, hiding, fighting and killing, in orchestrating a plan that could outwit and outmaneuver the two most brilliant men she knew. And she'd done it all so that her son could live free, as master of his own life.
Jason Todd had come to Ethiopia looking for a mother.
Talia, with blood on her hands and a burning warehouse behind her as she carried his broken body to safety, made sure he found one.
434 notes · View notes
pedal-mail · 12 days ago
Text
Sonic and the Black Knight is a 2009 platform game developed by Sonic Team and published by Sega as part of the Sonic the Hedgehog series for the Wii. It is the second and final entry in the Sonic Storybook series, following Sonic and the Secret Rings (2007), and involves Sonic being transported to the story of King Arthur by wizard Merlina, under the pretense that th-
He couldn’t say what exactly changed. It wasn’t a physical feeling like he’d expected. There was simply peace in one moment and melancholy in the next. Perhaps it would have been a larger difference if he were afraid of the inevitable. But he wasn’t. He’d had a very long time to accept it. Even if his illness had progressed slowly at first, he’d known it would one day be the end. His darling knight would not have cried so hard if it weren’t.
He looked to his right to find the very same man sitting at his bedside. His loyal knight was reading a book, something he had been reading aloud before becoming too engrossed to remember to continue. He didn’t mind. Just looking at his husband was more than enough.
“Lancelot?” He called softly.
Lancelot looked up from his book with a soft smile. He slid a small piece of fabric between the pages so he wouldn’t lose his place before scooting his chair closer. “Yes, my love?” He replied, just as soft.
“I love you. Dearly.”
His knight’s eyes widened slightly. He knew. Of course he did. They were always so in sync. There was nothing about one that the other did not know. Even now.
“I-I love you too,” Lancelot said, stuttering as the first tears came to his eyes. “Oh, Arthur… Arthur, please, don’t go…”
“I don’t have a choice in the matter,” he said quietly. “You know I would always choose you.”
“And I you.” Lancelot’s whispered words were raspy.
He reached out towards his beloved knight and his hand was taken and kissed. More than a gesture of respect, a gesture of pure and true love. His darling knight carefully lifted him to move him slightly to the side so he could lay in the bed as well. It wasn’t their usual sleeping quarters, he hadn’t seen them in months. They were too high up in the castle’s tower, apothecaries would not be able to reach them in time if something dire were to happen. He wished he could see them one more time. Could see the home they had built from the ashes of Camelot’s fall. Could see his dearest knight’s influence in the life they shared.
He was pulled from his musings when tears hit his cheek. He shushed his darling and reached up to wipe away his tears. Lancelot could barely look at him, but couldn’t look away. It made him smile.
“You’ll be alright, my darling,” he whispered. “You have life left to live, and I expect you to make the most of it.”
“I cannot truly live without you,” Lancelot whispered back, “but I will try. I will try every day, just for you.”
“Do not leave our people to mourn alone.”
“That I cannot promise, love. I cannot promise anything of duty when it is not to you.”
He sighed but snuggled closer to Lancelot. He understood. He would be the same way if their roles were reversed.
He closed his eyes to savor the moment, to let himself do nothing but feel his love’s arms around him and the gentle kisses he was placing upon his forehead. He wanted to look him in the eyes one last time but… found he could no longer open his own. He reached up with a shaking hand. It was immediately taken, steadied and then kissed.
“Rest, my dearest,” Lancelot whispered through a sob. “Rest now. You have earned it more than any other.”
King Arthur died in the arms of his loving husband, dropping off into eternal sleep as easily as anything.
And Sonic the Hedgehog jerked awake with a startled sound.
21 notes · View notes
pastafossa · 6 months ago
Note
When do you think you’ll end your Red Thread series?
So this is where it gets hinky!
Before news of DDBA came out, my plan was always that it would end a bit after S3 (maybe a couple months canonically). That's when we'd wrap up all the plotlines revolving around done by the Man in the White Coat, the Project Beagle plotline, a plotline I can't really talk about yet, things like that. We'd also have a nice romantic finish for their romantic plotline. After that I was going to do a couple one/three shots, and maybe one shots for the future (I came up with something for the Thanos Snap for example), but that was going to be it.
Now DDBA is coming and I'm like ???
we know i can't stop writing for matt let's be honest
So. The plan is: TRT, the official fic, will still end at its scheduled point because seriously, that fic cannot go on forever. After that we'll get our one-shots and shorter fics, both the ones planned and some I had ideas for just based on seeing Older!Matt running around in behind the scenes pics and such, cause we deserve to see him and Older!Jane being a chaotic and still sickeningly in love little married couple. And then, once I get a feel for DDBA, I may
may
big may, this is not a sure thing
have an idea I'm working on for a bigger fic. It won't be TRT's size again - I love TRT! I do! But it takes SO much work to construct and I'd like to work on doing an AU TRT for publishing one day. But it'll be longer than my usual one-five chapter side fics. My big thing is I want to make sure I have a solid original plotline. I don't want to be bound to canon, and I'd want it to continue to feel like Jane has her own shit in this big wide TRT world to deal with while Matt's out doing his shit. So I'm workshopping some stuff. But even if that doesn't work out, just know we'll get some one-shots and TRT takes on things regardless. <3
43 notes · View notes
la-galaxie-langblr · 4 months ago
Text
today on random languages my brain is going 👀 at is biblical hebrew and biblical greek
#the following tags will have discussions of my faith and christianity in general so if you're not interested in that then stop reading ig#some lore: in my early teens i did consider doing a theology degree at uni and becoming an ordained minister/taking a role in the church#this was before i found out a) in my denomination only men can be ministers (deaconesses exist but yeah) and b) the church as an institutio#is pretty yikes#and then finding out i'm queer and nonbinary threw other spanners in there but despite it all my faith is still so so important to me#i want to start learning about christian/comparative theology more broadly to understand both my own faith and others' better#idk why but today i randomly ended up on the webpage for the theological college in NI and was just looking through the courses they offer#maybe someday in the distant future i'll have the money and time to burn to do an online postgrad degree with them#but yeah they have a postgrad certificate in biblical greek 👀 which looked v cool#the internet is a wonderful place and i found a pretty comprehensive looking biblical hebrew course on youtube and i'd probs be able to fin#biblical greek somewhere if i looked hard enough#greek and hebrew are both such linguistically interesting languages and being able to read some would also help in my theological adventure#so new side quest just dropped ig? at least it's my reading week this week so I can dabble in them with no consequences#i've also been wanting to try and learn a language via an immersion focus - obvs can't do full immersion with biblical greek and hebrew but#yeah using a less grammar and vocab focused approach than i'm used to#i have access to digital bibles so i could just choose a v literal english translation and then try and parse what's happening?#yeah we'll see#langblr#ellis exclaims
21 notes · View notes
solarpunkani · 1 year ago
Text
okay homies maybe I am experiencing Hubris(tm) but I don't care
I am going to do a solid granny square tonight or so help me god
78 notes · View notes
cloudbends · 13 days ago
Text
OH I AM INCONSOLABLE. DEVASTATED.
#vi rambling#skip and loafer#i honestly cant even properly articulate myself right now im just. i feel for him so terribly.#the depiction of his relationship with his mom well. it got to me. badly. terribly.#standing in front of that door as a child i literally couldnt think of anything but denji and the csm door.#and how he literally had all of this thrust on him and the fact that it was taken away from him by the very source of all this stress#without her knowledge. which just excabrated it And i just. no wonder he doesnt have any sense of self esteem or self perception#of course he feels like hes acting constantly without recognizing his inherent kindness.#hes literally been taught nothing he does is good enough unless hes acting. of course hed shield behind that.#he literally kept being criticized and berated for things beyond his control. i just.#I'm so scared for next chapter? i think we'll actually see what happened with that producer and i dont think im resdy in the slightest#just that terrible discreoancy between his thoughts but the fact he cant help but feel terribly for his mom. hes such a good kid but so#terribly conditioned into overcompensating IT HIT ME TOO FUCKING HARD.#well... stellar panels and expressions. literally heartbreaking.#love how kanechika clocked his yearning immediately and started making fun in the most kanechika way possible#the whole frankenstein allegory i literally cant even unpack in tags its just. really so masterfully done.#basically. terribly unwell . chapter of all time i fear#i think what really broke me is seeing him actually break down. fully.#he keeps himself on such a tight leash all the time and repressed his thoughts and feelings constantly#that seeing all the bottled up anguish and burdens and baggage and trauma flood out made me. very unwell.#i hope as the little prompt at the end said... unraveling the past can only take us forward... haha
14 notes · View notes
normalbrothers · 7 months ago
Text
was thinking about arthur secretly removing the bullets from tommy's gun and then letting him walk into the field and how fucked up that was & how this is a reason why tommy seemingly avoided arthur for most of these four years & how this also contributed to arthur's downward spiral of guilt and shame & how he tried to rectify this by actively confronting tommy about the tuberculoma diagnosis ... and THEN right at the end he does the same fucking thing again by remaining absent from the feast and getting that suicide note to tommy through linda. truly character of all time
20 notes · View notes
aurorialwolf · 2 months ago
Text
Analyzing how I feel about my own oc cuz why not
Spoilers for the most recent Aria Aisling audio, its under the tag at the bottom of this and just before this post on my profile
I honestly pity Aria so much, and I wanted to write all this before I forgot my main points, but like. She's just so fuckin sad bro
Like, they already struggled with AuDHD throughout their teenagehood and childhood, just to get an absolutely perfect outlet (dreamwalking), but misused it (albeit with what she thought were good intentions) and now she's a fucking convict. Like talk about getting dealt a bad hand, she didn't even know about the empowered community so she had no chance of learning how to properly use her powers or anything.
Imagine being her, having struggled for 2 months trying to keep someone out of a coma because you couldn't wake them up, and finally having that burden lifted.. only to have some kind of.. magic cops??? At your door with a warrant for your arrest.
And now you don't know when you get to see your family again? I just. god I wish Aria could be happy. But she's stuck in an endless cycle of trying to get control of her life and once again losing it to the broken system that won't ever actually properly rehabilitate her, instead just chucking her back into prison and reeducating her on covert and proper magic use... as if that even helps???
And then ending up in the United States after having lived in Canada her whole life,, and suddenly having to also fear for her human rights as a queer person. And her citizenship doesn't even matter because DUMP won't let her move back home until they're sure she's safe to be around again, which at this rate she may never be.
And she tries to hold onto the people she cares about the only way she knows how, but knowing deep down that inevitably they'll start fearing her too and will also shun her.
She's digging her own grave.
9 notes · View notes
xxplastic-cubexx · 21 days ago
Text
oh i just know my friend tired as hell seeing me get mvp after mvp whenever we play
9 notes · View notes