#what is their ship name... i like them... they are funny

[wholemeallbread]

such a showoff | GAMER!NAGI SEISHIRO X GN!READER

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warnings | fluff, hcs format, nagi is a streamer, i think he loves you... idk tho, chat idk what else to say

streamer!nagi swears he doesn't like to show you off, but he really does.

streamer!nagi basically forces you to be in the background when he has his facecam on. he purposely streams around the times when you clean up, enjoying how the viewers try to catch your attention and say hi to you. sometimes he even has silent streams, with you in clear view tucked in bed and sleeping, occasionally tossing and turning.

streamer!nagi tends to keep his layouts simple, or just default. but one day your ship name with him was trending on twitter. why? he changed his youtube banner; it was just a white background with the name slapped in the middle of it. no colour, no shapes, nothing else. minimum effort, but he went out of his way to make it himself. impressive, huh?

streamer!nagi always has a random accessory or clip in his hair. no, it's not a gift from a fan, it's from you. or maybe his hair is slightly tussled, and when he gets questioned about it he makes no effort to fix it, because you're the one who messed it up.

streamer!nagi is always matching with you in all of his games. matching skins, matching usernames, matching anything. his weak attempts to convince everyone that it's only him on his minecraft world are just funny at this point, because: two different colour beds together, the buildings that he would've never built for himself, always making two of an item when he only needs one... yeah.

streamer!nagi is always saying he needs a certain agent with him when he plays valorant. he fakes a frown, mumbling something about "needing his reyna here" or "not winning because his usual duo isn't here". he literally plays pro and has carried his team on his own multiple times. does he really need you there, or is he just missing you?

streamer!nagi tends to ignore donations. but when specific messages tick him off, like trying to flirt with him, he calls them out by name, responding with how he'll wisely use the money to spend on his partner.

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@adoresia a little birdie told me u read nagi fics..........

[jinuaei]

Idk if this is canon to all of the DJD members aside from NIckel who hates organics (us lmao) and like they see this whole fiasco going with Tarn. Like they at first hates us, and as this whole circus show goes on, they're like that one meme of a man comforting the girl in the toilet seat with a broom cause goddamn.

POV: You are a Southerner who accidentally said "What in 'Tarn'ation." and hear'em heavy footsteps and those haunting catbell.

(btw you're no longer in pixel jail for me in android I heard that it only happened to android which is annoying.)

Yippiee no more pixel jail! I am free!!!

I am ashamed to say... I have not finished reading MTMTE yet 😭😭 I am currently on issue 7 but I will get to it I promise! It's just time consuming for me to just read and I prioritize writing and drawing more. If only it's a show then I'll probably be done by now. I know a little bit of the comics but not everything!

I am aware of the other DJD members I just don't know much about them! Or if I do, it's something related to Tarn.

So I'll make sure to make it as vague as possible so those canon accurate fans won't grill me as much 🥲🥲

If Tarn hadn't abandoned them yet after seeing you on the other team (See my religion fic) I think the other members would feel the ick bubbling from the depths seeing their most powerful leader becoming something akin to a dog just for a small, insignificant organic. They think he's the whole damn circus for that and they were even planning on removing you completely just so they get their terrifying leader back.

But then they see him tear apart a mech just because they were talking shit about you. And now they realize they don't want to be at the end of whatever this obsession fueled rage that he gets into. You're even worse than his drugs, because he can't live a second without mentioning you!

Tarn would absolutely preach about you to them though, maybe even converting some of them into joining your cult. Maybe some of them will join because they are genuinely swayed by his devotion and whatever this religion is, or maybe they just joined for shits and giggles. Either way Tarn will make sure EVERYONE knows about how glorious you are. (Now I'm thinking about Tarn wanting to show you off to the world as HIS deity but also wanting to gatekeep you and kill everyone who tries to get close to you.)

It's even worse when you are part the Lost Light crew and he's still on the DJD because imagine all the crashouts he's going to have because how lucky LL is to have YOU and your presence grace their ship while HE'S here lamenting about your lost lamb not being able to even see you. He even thought about defecting and becoming a decepticon traitor just to get to you (Which honestly doesn't sound so bad considering he'll finally be with you!)

Additionally imagine all of the comms that LL will get just from him wanting to see you and talk to you, like I'm talking, every hour, every minute, every klik of everyday. They'd have to give you your personal comm just so Tarn would fuck off and not disturb the communications.

There is so much goldmine waiting to be explored with this idea, Tarn still being in DJD while you're LL crew. It would also be funny to see that the rest of the DJD actually came to LL to beg Rodimus to either give you to them or accept Tarn into his ship just to stop seeing their leader reduced to a sparkbroken mech. Maybe reader would be the reason that the DJD will finally disband 😭

The POV is so funny LMAOO you'd have to think about your words carefully in case you accidentally call his name without actually meaning to. The horrifying realization as soon as you hear the heavy, but fast pedes rushing to you accompanied by the ringing of the bell! And with that, you already know your whole day will include a mech cosplaying as grimace.

[farfromstrange]

After doing some screaming, I have managed to collect my thoughts. Sort of. This was the last episode of season 1, so I’m in mourning, but that also means I can finally rewatch the entire season and see if I missed anything the first time around.

That being said, let’s dive in. Spoilers for Episode 9 of Daredevil: Born Again under the cut.

Before this episode, we already knew Vanessa had something to do with Foggy’s death, but watching her use a very mentally ill Dex, who was a mess in that mental hospital but at least he was getting help, for her own agenda was crazy. Good, but crazy, and I actually felt a little bad for him. I mean, yes, he did something horrible, but he wouldn’t have done it again if she hadn’t taken him out of that place. And Foggy would still be alive. She got him out and hired him to kill him, and now here we are.

“Karen?” OSYEUSHEYWIA GET OUT OMG sorry that wasn’t very collected of me BUT THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT Matt, that was the last nail in the coffin of your relationship, I fear. Saying another woman’s name after getting shot because you don’t recognize your girlfriend’s voice will just about do it.

Also, I can’t believe that man walked home in his little hospital gown (with his ass out). Can you imagine if someone stopped him? ‘Sir, you okay?’ And he probably just walked on because that man has no fucks left to give.

“What’re they calling you now? Nightgown Man?” I’m CACKLING Frank please

Frank being pissed about the lack of decent coffee is also so on brand for him.

“You’re gonna do it with your ass hanging out?” And Matt just flipping him off while he struts off to get his suit THEYRE SO FUNNY but also, Frank, we all know you looked. It’s okay. We all would. He has a whole bakery with him.

Anyway. The entire scene was fucking gold. The banter. The ‘Red’. Frank blazing through every single corrupt cop with his gun to the point there’s blood spilling everywhere. Fighting about their different attitudes to killing, again. The very thing they always fight about. And it felt so natural, too. Fucking finally.

Of course, it was Karen who worried about Matt. And of course Frank did it because Karen asked. Because it’s Karen. She cares about both of them so much.

Also, was this episode confirmation that Matt drinks oat milk? If so, I love him even more now.

Frank loves Karen and Karen loves Frank, Matt heard that in their heartbeats, but he also heard her heartbeat when she saw him. She has chemistry with both of them, but hearing them talk in that storage unit made me root for Matt and Karen because the way she asked if he heard her heartbeat was basically her telling him that no, it wasn’t just adrenaline, even though neither of them wants to admit it.

But Kastle will always be my number one ship because I just love the yearning between them. Because Karen knows Frank better than he knows himself, and he knows that. That tends to be a thing with her. She understands broken men because she, herself, has been through hell and back. And she doesn’t judge what they do because she understands. She gets it. She supports it. In this house, we love Karen Page!

And oh my God, the box. I knew I’d cry when Charlie hinted at it, but I wasn’t prepared for Matt to tell the Avocados At Law story again. The way he smiled with those sad brown eyes, I can’t even...

He loves that man so much. Because the only reason he is crashing out like this now is because Foggy’s death made him put on an invisible Matt Murdock suit that wasn’t quite Matt Murdock, and he started this fake life to get away from everything. He was the most collected with Karen this episode than he was all season. I said what I said. Because around Karen, he can be himself (and Frank riles him up just enough to tickle something inside him, and I’m sure he secretly likes it).

Fisk giving the AVTF the kill order and them killing an innocent kid that was just loitering, pulling the mask over his eyes and saying he was a masked vigilante was terrifyingly accurate because we know the police tend to spin things their way when they use lethal force. That’s not just fiction, that’s reality. Love that they weren’t afraid to go there.

Karen being Matt’s voice of reason and him listening. Yes, yes, YES! And not even a day after she came back, that man was opening up to her about how he let the darkness take over. How he didn’t know who he was anymore. And she let him know they were both hurting, but that he is still good. That he is not the darkness or whatever bullshit he keeps telling himself. She cradled his head, gave him a kiss on the forehead, and she gave him hope.

If the last 8 episodes weren’t an indication of the fact that Matt Murdock needs Foggy and Karen or he will become the shell of a man he once was (because he did do that), I don’t know what is.

He opened a new firm. Got a therapist girlfriend who didn’t know about his past and who he kept just about every feeling he ever had from. He put down the mask. He almost killed Dex the night Foggy died (and he admitted this episode that he wanted to), and he almost crossed that line a few more times ever since picking the mask back up. He was crashing out, going after Fisk without anyone there to remind him of who he is, and without anyone there who really knows him. And now that Karen’s back, he allowed himself to be a little more open. To listen. Because she knows who he is, and she gets him.

And that is nothing against Heather. She didn’t know about Daredevil. She wasn’t dealing with her trauma the way she should have, but the things she said to Matt cut him deep. And if she’s saying those things without knowing about Daredevil, I doubt she would have accepted the truth. They just didn’t fit. They didn’t work. They got together when Matt was at his lowest, and he probably viewed her as a distraction, or the normal thing to do, but now that he’s on the run, Heather is the last thing on his mind. And she’s too hurt to care about him anymore.

She’s now conspiring with the man who declared martial law and allowed his AVTF to kill people. And I do believe that a huge part of this is her trauma with Muse.

That doesn’t make her a bad character, of course. I just think she lacked the foundation necessary to make her, let’s say, a compelling side character. Because we didn’t learn that much about her other than how she interacted with Matt and some of the off-putting things she said.

I have to keep reminding myself that she was treated horribly by her boyfriend (because Matt sucks at being a boyfriend, we all know that), and that she was almost killed by Muse, and that she was curious about vigilantes at first before she almost died. She was hurt, and having her boyfriend be so distant when she clearly needed someone certainly didn’t help. They were two cars of very different and non-compatible makes on a collision course. It was never going to end well.

There are a million different things that come into play here, but I don’t think that makes her a bad character. In the comics (I haven’t read them, only seen snippets) there is a lot more to her, but I personally think Marvel missed an opportunity here because they could have made her more interesting if they wanted.

But by not making her more interesting, everything felt as though it was happening from Matt’s POV (because it kind of was), and he didn’t know anything about her either (not much, anyway) the same way she didn’t know anything about him, so it worked. The relationship was supposed to feel fake and dysfunctional. And I’m not mad about it, either, I just think there’s different sides to this, things that could have been different, but didn’t necessarily have to be. Again, that’s just my opinion.

Characters are meant to be viewed from different perspectives, met with different opinions and interpretations because we as human beings always view fictional characters differently. We view them with prejudice, with things we know about behavior and other human beings from real life, and maybe what we know about fictional characters from school. But it’s definitely a personal thing. Some you like, some you don’t, and some you are conflicted about. Anyway.

Fisk and Vanessa put Frank in a cage, but you can’t put that man in a cage and expect it to go well. For now, he’s restrained, but he will find a way. And if he doesn’t, Matt will. Edit: For the first time I did not see that there was a post-credit scene, but someone kindly reminded me, so let’s just ignore what I said above. In whatever case though, all I have to say is: You go, Frank!

Also, when he said they’d need an army, I was half expecting to see the Defenders pop up. I am kind of hoping for a cameo in Season 2 now. You need someone like Luke to defeat an army with as much fire power as the AVTF has. And Jessica, because someone needs to make sarcastic comments while Frank is in time-out.

I’m just glad Matt let Karen convince him not to do this alone and find people willing to help them. I’m glad he’s not doing it on his own. Matt is not indestructible, after all.

Anyway, I will be screaming about the season finale until season 2 comes out. Thank God for the overhaul and for the writers and Charlie’s sexy ass voiceovers with that low voice that made my belly tingle every single time. Thank you to the accent slips that made me giggle. Thank you to Matt calling Heather ‘sweetie’ and Dex ‘sweetheart’ like a derogatory asshole (affectionately). Thank you to the costume designers who made those fitted suit. Thank you to Charlie Cox for taking his shirt off. Thank you to Charlie Cox, again, for kissing his love interests like Matt eats pussy every day (he probably does). And thank you to Marvel for at least giving us Karen back for longer than 15 minutes, and I hope to God they bring Foggy back, too. And thank you to every single actor on this show for acting the shit out of this crazy patchwork blanket. Hope the Marvel curse doesn’t befall them (it probably will) and they get some awards for this, especially Charlie because he deserves it. Amen.

We had so much to feast on these past two months and now we have to wait? We are about to enter a serious Daredevil drought. Stay strong, soldiers. Stay strong.

I, for one, will be jumping back into the writing pool now. Hope you guys are buckled up.

[ylceon]

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A Shakespearean comedy of errors

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[quadrantadvisor]

Pairing Off, in which the Waynes meet the Fentons, just not all at once. 2,443 words

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Damian feels less than positively about the new girl in his grade.

Danielle Fenton has already garnered a bit of a reputation. Her uniform is clearly second hand, and rumors abound about whether she has joined them at Gotham Academy on a merit scholarship or as “one of Wayne's charity cases.” Neither is true; Father has offered no fiscal support to the Fentons, and yet both she and her older brother attend the Academy, leading Damian to believe they've somehow paid their own way.

Her lower class status and midwestern accent ought to make Fenton a target, but her response to being cornered or talked down to by other students was an unsettling combination of cheerful and aggressive. She is now mostly left to her own devices, despite her notoriety. 

Damian has no interest in the girl. While it is true that she excels in both mathematics and social studies, her performance in English and science are unremarkable, and she poses no challenge to his rank at the top of the class. If he finds himself pushing harder in certain classes this semester in order to maintain the edge, it's no one else's business.

Now if only she would leave him alone.

Damian preemptively slams his sketchbook shut, just as a brash, inconsiderate, annoying girl hops up to sit on his desk. “Hey Dami, what're you drawing?”

“It is none of your business,” Damian seethes. “Remove yourself from my personal space before I-” he isn't allowed to threaten classmates with bodily harm, imply that he has brought weapons to school, or use words that are derogatory to women “-do so myself. By force.” He would avoid her altogether if he could, but Fenton is annoyingly (suspiciously) sneaky. He can only ever seem to sense her when she's just about on top of him.

Fenton merely laughs, high, bright, and joyful, and Damian grits his teeth. “Did you draw me yet?” she asks, and doesn't move an inch.

“No, I have not drawn you. I never said I would, and I have no plans to. Stop asking me.”

She shrugs and kicks her feet. “Maybe you'll change your mind. Can I see what you're working on?”

Damian pulls the sketchbook a tad bit closer to himself (a protective reflex that shows his weakness, he should be better than that by now.) “Never, imbecile.”

Fenton sticks her tongue out at him like a child. “Mean,” she says, still smiling. “I wanna see your art. It's so good!”

Damian tilts his nose up at her. “Of course it is, plebeian, I have standards-” he starts, but is cut off by the teacher entering. Fenton slides off his desk and heads to her own seat. Damian stows his sketchbook in his bag and tries not to think of the unfinished work inside, featuring a girl with dark hair, light eyes, and a mischievous grin.

-

There's this brownstone on the outskirts of Crime Alley, an old townhouse recently converted into commercial space. There's a coffee shop on street level, a tattoo parlor down the stairs, some sorta wine emporium on the second floor, and on the third, a little second hand bookshop

It's outside the border of Jason's territory, but he feels sorta responsible for it, given that he frequents the place.

It's a little out of his way, but the atmosphere is nice, alright? Clean, with soft lighting, but not sterile or corporate like the bigger places downtown. The owners are an older couple who Jason has met a couple of times, and they seem pretty happy with the new location. They're collectors, really, who run the shop to make ends meet.

Mostly, Jason talks to their employee. Jazz.

Jazz works in the afternoons and evenings, after her classes. She goes to Gotham U, double majoring in pre-med and psych, on top of a full time job, because she's almost as insane as a bat. She assures Jason that she does alright, gets a little downtime to study on her shifts.

She always makes time to talk to Jason.

Jazz is an interesting person to talk books with. She cares less about plot and literary themes, and more about diagnosing every character with their own personal malady of the mind. She dissects their thought processes and behaviors, ruthless in her analysis.

She's gonna be a brain surgeon someday, open people up and see what really makes them tick. Jason doesn't doubt it for a second.

So maybe Jason is a little bit in love with her.

It's not a big deal. Obviously it's not going anywhere. It's just nice to have something normal, to talk to someone normal, about normal stuff like books and college and sibling antics.

Jazz's stories about her sibling, Danny, rival Jason's own, and his family is fucking disastrous. Jason isn't actually sure if Dan is older or younger than Jazz is, or, for that matter, what pronouns he should use for them, since Jazz mixes it up pretty regularly. He knows that Jazz absolutely adores them, though, and it's heartwarming, the way she smiles as she talks.

All of that to explain why Red Hood is keeping an eye on a brownstone that technically falls outside of his territory.

There's a girl inside that he needs to keep safe.

-

“Hey bud, late night?” Dick asks the man lying prone in an alley, a block away from the Iceberg Lounge.

The response is slurred with sleep and muffled by a cheek pressed hard into asphalt. “S'at you, Dick?”

“Sure is. We've got to stop meeting like this,” Dick tells him, and means it.

The guy's name is Dan. No last name offered, which was fair, since Dick hasn't mentioned his.

What was weird was that Dan didn't give Penguin his last name, either, when he signed his employment contract. Just Dan.

Penguin has been trying to expand his influence into Bludhaven, and Dick's been trying to figure out why. Cobblepot is a very Gotham sort of gangster, all wrapped up in the city's ideas of style and respectability; Dick honestly would've thought that Blud was beneath him. He needs to figure out who he's contacting and what they're offering him, and he needs to do it before Penguin can get a foothold on his turf.

Running into Dan was a side effect. Dick didn't mean to keep doing it. It's just that Dan has this weird habit of completely disregarding trivial concerns such as his own health and safety, and doing weird shit like, as a random example, getting tired, laying down, and passing out. In the middle of the street. In Gotham.

The main part of Dan's job seems to be bouncing at the club. It makes sense—if you wanted to hire a guy as muscle, you couldn't do much better than Dan. He's at least 6 and a half feet tall, with a chest wider than Jason's. 

But Dick has also seen Dan traveling with Penguin before. Add in the fact that it's almost impossible to dig up info on him, and that tailing him is somehow even harder, and a picture starts to come together. A very vague, very suspicious picture.

It's too bad that Dick sort of likes him, and that he's incredibly hot.

Dan has removed his face from the alley floor, and is in the process of pushing himself up. “Not your business, man,” he retorts. “What are you, a cop?”

Dick can't help a wry chuckle at that. “Not anymore.”

“No shit?” Dan asks, hauling himself to his feet. He towers over Dick like that, but it's hard to be intimidated by a man whose cheek is red and pockmarked by little bits of gravel. Dick is legitimately embarrassed that he finds it charming. He needs to get better taste in men. “Yeah, no, that makes sense,” Dan continues, looking Dick up and down. “No way they could keep your ass on the force.”

“Oh yeah?” Dick asks.

Dan snorts. “I can smell the idealism on you from here.” He starts walking, heading straight past Dick, who falls into step beside him. “You remind me of this kid I know.”

Dick gives an interested hum, hoping that if he doesn't interrupt, Dan will elaborate, but no dice.

“So, where're you taking me this time?” the big man asks, still leading, and Dick stifles a grin at how silly the whole thing is.

“Maybe if I take you out for coffee, you won't faceplant onto any more concrete,” he says, reaching up to brush off some of the little rocks. Dan stutters to a stop as Dick touches his cheek, letting him, then strides off again as soon as he's done.

“Don't care, as long as you're paying.”

Dick stops him with a tug to his arm. “Coffee shop's this way,” he explains, pointing, and Dan doesn't hesitate, pivoting to take the lead once again. Dick rushes to keep up with his not-date, a criminal who he literally picked up off the street and who has no idea where he's going. He can't see his own smile, but he knows from experience that it is both delighted and a little manic. He admits to himself, begrudgingly, that he likes his men with something wrong with them.

-

The biggest reason that Tim played so much Doomed with Ghost_Boy, a couple of years ago, was that they were the only player he knew who kept hours as weird as his were. There were worse reasons to form a friendship. Ghost_Boy was a great player, and was always funny in chat. They were upbeat when things went well, and they were sarcastic but not bitter when things went poorly. Playing for the game's sake eventually changed to booting up the game to hang out with Ghost_Boy. They talked about how different their lives were, with Ghost_Boy in the midwest and Tim in the crime capital of America, and they talked about the things they had in common, like falling asleep in class. It was Tim's favorite form of stress relief, back then, when being Robin was new and overwhelming.

Then Tim got busy. No, that wasn't true—Tim had always been busy. More like, Tim's life fell to shambles, over and over again, and he stopped making time for stress relief when the very concept seemed out of his reach.

That was over dramatic. Tim fell off the game, and didn't keep in contact with his friend. That's all there was to it.

That was all there was to it, until a few nights ago, when he booted up his old Doomed file for nostalgia's sake and found a message from Ghost_Boy, sent a couple months back, that said he was planning to move to Gotham and, if Tim wanted, he'd be happy to meet up.

Tim immediately replied in the affirmative, and then he freaked out that he'd done that and started cyber stalking the guy. He couldn’t be bothered to pretend to be embarrassed by this behavior. He knew who he was.

Daniel Fenton was, in fact, a real teenager from a real midwestern town (Amity Park, Illinois.) He had moved to Gotham right when his message said he would, and lived with his older sister, Jasmine (who had custody over him,) and his younger sister, Danielle.

And that was where Tim was planning to stop his research, for the sake of his friend's privacy. Once he confirmed that he wasn't being catfished by either a supervillain or a run-of-the-mill creep, he was going to stop looking.

But Danielle Fenton's situation was incredibly weird.

Apparently, she had never lived with Daniel, Jasmine, and their parents before. Instead, after she was born, she'd been adopted by the kids’ godfather, eccentric billionaire Vlad Masters, and he was still her legal guardian. It was only after the Doctors Jack and Madeline died that she moved in with her siblings and started attending Gotham Academy, states away from her adoptive parent.

Vlad Masters was a man of eclectic tastes. The stories about him in the news were always covering some weird investment he had made, like purchasing a cheese castle in Wisconsin, or buying up property in Green Bay just to have a stake in the Packers, or pouring money into experimental forms of alternative energy. He was always refined in his public appearances, but he had the desperate edge of new money wanting to fit in with the old. Tim knew of him, but had never given him much thought before. He'd never made a move into Gotham, after all.

But the whole story was bizarre. Masters had gone to college with the Fentons, the three of them creating their own field of study in “Ectology,” before Masters had been contaminated in a lab accident, bedridden and unable to finish his degree. Jack and Maddie had continued their research, garnering just enough interest in their work to receive the funding needed to keep afloat, until some sort of breakthrough a few years ago added validity to their theories. They were practically celebrities in the niche forums Tim skimmed through. Masters, meanwhile, stopped working directly in the sciences and instead turned to networking, gaining some generous help from the friends he made and playing the stock market like a fiddle, until he was one of the most well known and lucrative investors in the world. He owned a few companies publicly, and managed some others under the table (Tim had to snort at the ridiculous naming of Dalv Co.) 

And then the Fentons had kids, and they raised two of them (seemingly quite happily, if the photos on their memorialized facebook accounts meant anything.) And then, for some reason, they named the third one nearly identically to their second child and gave her straight to Vlad. Masters raised the girl in Wisconsin, until suddenly relocating to Amity Park and becoming the town's mayor. There he stayed, until the Fenton's recent passing in a lab accident of their own.

Tim doesn't know what it all adds up to. But there was something going on, with both Vlad Masters and the Fentons, and if there's something nefarious in Masters’ actions or his wealth, it could be entirely possible that Daniel was a plant—a way for him to get an in with the Waynes. Tim has to be cautious, and he has to get to the bottom of this.

That's why Tim is waiting in a coffee shop, pretending to be engrossed in his laptop while keeping an eye on the door, waiting for the appearance of a teen with black hair and blue eyes.

Tim idly thinks that Bruce had better not adopt this one.

[soullessseraphim]

May I offer you silly clueless sharks in these trying times?

Sidon came to appreciate Oceanus as an individual so now to greet him he nuzzles him

companion and courtship prompt ?

[epicfirestormer]

(holds all three in my hands) I just think they're neat

[francy-sketches]

sorry I got posessed by the wattpad demon I'm normal now (lying)

+alt version that didnt fit the #aesthetic but it better represents my #vision of them ^_^ hashtag couplegoals

[giddlygoat]

mario + peach is such a good ship istg they’re so good. straight ship so good it feels gay

[infriga]

I've been reading the translated novel version of S-Classes That I Raised, and I remember when I was first reading the webcomic version I was curious about why the ship with Yoojin and Hyunjae was so much more popular than any other ship, since I hadn't gotten very far in yet. I get it now. They won't stop fucking flirting with each other every time they're close enough to exchange words.

[a-stars-art-blog]

🎸🦈

Sooo…KlavRyan/KlavDar/DaryKlav????

[sweeteastart]

Day 4 Roadtrip !!

I'm back on track with the fourth day of this week ! I blacked out during it and now there's ravioli but also Hilda and Fable didn't do their design for nothing

Also I was way too sad that I couldn't do the modern prompt for day 3 so they are in modern clothes/environment!!

Closeups under the cut

[mcytegg]

mane should be spacewaffles third, but like in a /r way i think. hes already a freak abt bacon and seeimgly? has a soft spot for planet.

[prommytheus]

lady b’s first hint that maybe something was wrong with her husband

[shaadowmilkcookie]

day 4’s prompt! “kiss”!

primotalii is a kind of pepper 🌶️🌶️