#you're all deprived

[gothamite-rambler]

Crashing and falling asleep at the worst times is a batfam tradition

Dick rested in his bed trying to fall asleep. Koriand'r sat in bed next to him with a face mask on. Dick slowly drifted off to sleep when his phone rang.

Dick (groggy): Hello?

Bernard (on the other end of the call): Dick, Tim fell asleep at the concert.

Dick (yawning): Another one?

Bernard: Yep, he rested his eyes and I can’t wake him up… He’s breathing though.

Dick (tired): Awesome… Fantastic… We were on a trip, no lots of sleep… but I can get up, Wh- what concert are you at?

Bernard: Just a symphony my parents gave me tickets to. We’re only at the first intermission, but I’d rather take him home.

Dick (his eyes closed): I’m getting rea-

Dick began snoring, asleep as Kori looked over at him.

Bernard (confused): Hello?

Kori tapped her boyfriend’s cheek, but he didn’t wake up. She took the phone with a smile.

Kori: Tim’s boyfriend, you said you’re at the symphony, is that at Gotham Auditorium?

Bernard: Y- Yes, who is this?

Kori: Dick’s partner, I’ll be there in a few minutes. He finally fell asleep. Three days this time.

Bernard: I question their sleeping habits some times.

Kori (putting on her shoes): Yeah, you get used to it. Be there soon, in his car, not flying.

Bernard: Okay… Wait what?

Kori ended the call without explaining, kissed her slumbering boyfriend and left the apartment with his car keys.

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

jon val jon or something

[the-girl-with-too-many-ideas]

Unpopular opinion, If the story was told from Shen Jiu's perspective, svsss would be a horror and Shen Yuan the villain.

I mean, you're talking about someone who had little to no automony their entire childhood. Who was a slave and suffered unspeakable horrors at the hands of his master to the point of developing a fear of men. Who knows what it is like to have no control over your body or what happens to it.

So, to be not only kicked out of his body, but forced to watch as someone else occupies and uses it (arguably doing and becoming everything he was rumored to have been and done) would be viscerally horrific.

(This is why I firmly believe that YQY would take the Shen Yuan revelation badly. He was a slave too, and without a doubt, knows how much Shen Jiu valued his freedom and autonomy above everything else. He would be so horrified and devastated to learn that his Xiao Jiu was stripped of both again while he stood by and did nothing again.)

[marionsinspirations]

[gotchibam]

WAH thank you sm for the help & support so far!!! ;_; I wasn't really expecting much help right away so I was surprised but thank you!! It helped a lot esp. w/ the loans I've had to pay ;;

I still have a lot of stuff to catch up on so I hope you guys can be patient w/ me 🙏I've opened patreon as a way to earn & also as motivation to finish my backlog. Tbh it's still overwhelming when I think about the backlog of work I have to do (it's a lot...) but hopefully I'll get things done eventually. For now I'm working on the preview for my patreon promo post so have this very messy & illegible wip for now:

My page is now live here if anyone would like to check it out :)

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

Madk's mangaka is one of the few people who truly understands the old adage

Love and hate are two sides of the same coin

[utilitycaster]

If I had a nickel for every time the D20 fandom shipped an F/F ship between two NPCs, one of whom is positioned as a major antagonist with ill intent towards the party, and one of whom was dead before the narrative began and specifically had been killed by the antagonistic NPC for religiously motivated reasons, I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but honestly what the fuck

[sage-nebula]

I loved the new IDW Sonic issue! Too bad I know without looking that people are going to be stupid and awful about Lanolin 🫠

[megkuna]

internet archive hacked ... literally so stupid and pointless. i hate these mfs you could literally hack like. lockheed martin or smthn useful and make your fucking statement. i read the supposed logic behind it and it makes no fucking sense either. god this pisses me off

[kurolini909]

Happy Birthday Blue!!!! 🎉🎉🎉

@bluepallilworld , Did you think I'd miss out on your surprise? >:3

Soon as @zu-is-here told me I was in!

🎁

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Here's one very carnivorous, very adorable Moony for your special day. UwU

- Best wishes from your pal Sketchy Cat, have the amazing day and year and life you deserve, you incredible person!!!!

💕💕💕💕

[schroedingers-gay]

The timeline for the Wednesday show is pissing me off. Keep in mind that I haven't watched the show since it came out, but I thought I had a pretty good handle on the timeline of events. I was mostly right, but what I got wrong, and what has been pissing me off, is the calendar.

The show follows 2021's (The year in which it was being filmed) Calendar. I thought it was following 2022's calendar. Y'know, the time in which it was SET. The main thing about this that is pissing me off are the moon phases. Specifically, the blood moon in the final episode. 2022's was on Nov 8, while 2021's was on Nov 19.

Not only that, but I honest to god only ever remembered the fact that her birthday was on Friday the 13th, and so assumed bc Addams that it was in October, rather than November. So, my Fic's timeline is incorrect and I'm trying my best to not worry about it. Hopefully getting my frustrations out in this post will help.

[cerealboxlore]

i just remembered another small idea for de-aged billy thats been playing in my head

so like billy’s been very bitter around the league for the whole time they’ve seen him de-aged and end up taking him out of the watchtower for whatever reason (or he finds a way to leave himself if the league doesn’t let him because they think it’s unsafe for him or whatever) and villainous shenanigans ensue, theres a lot of damage and a very, very, scared child

of course our dear billy goes to help said child (maybe the league try to stop him since they don’t think he can comfort the child in his current bitter state but can’t really stop him?) and that’s the first time they really see captain marvel in him

like they’ve seen his physical similarities (eyes, hair, ect.) but now they see him put on a big cheesy grin for this kid, his posture becomes so much more open and friendly, and he just manages to look like he can handle anything despite the fact that by all means a boy so malnourished should not look that way

i also imagine that the way he talks suddenly holds so much wisdom and kindness (he was very mean to the league lol)

also it’d be so cool if the moment the child’s safe and out of sight he just switches up immediately and looks so weary and tired, the moment he notices the league so much as glance at him funny he switches again to super feral

(seems i had more to say than i thought dear cereal)

I always love answering your asks, sorry that I end up procrastinating so much!

Now time to cook this baby 🔥

De-aged Billy (but not really) is one of my favorite things ever, and it brings forth so many opportunities for this small child to open up and talk about his traumas and problems to the world. (Once more people has seen the newest movie I will be creating my own post about Billy's traumas and how they affect him despite being coined as the immature, childish superhero by every other superhero in his world.) But the beauty and tragedy about Billy having every opportunity and chance to open up and be vulnerable with others, is that he's too scared. Too convinced that what he wants to discuss isn't going to be important to others and that his problems are his problems alone to face and conquer, when he's just a kid. A kid who's grown up too fast for his own good.

I imagine if the league tries to keep little mortal Billy Batson in the watch tower, he'd definitely try and fly the coop. The zeta beams, trying to hitch a ride with another hero back home, or just straight up using a spell he saved to float in a hamster bubble back to Earth in space. (Superman stopped him from that last one).

Ultimately deciding on letting this small and feral child version of Captain Marvel outside in his own city for some fresh air is the smart decision. There may be some of his villains looking for him for any opportunity to strike at him, but I trust that the Justice League wouldn't leave him alone without a partner/chaperone, as they joked. It was supposed to be just Billy and Green Arrow accompanying him while things got sorted out.

Unfortunately Plastic Man hitched a ride on the zeta beam at the last second and completely threw plans WAY off.

They end up getting spotted by a villain, Dr. Sivana possibly, and things get messy, as you said. Green Arrow shoots down his mechanical dummies while Plastic Man deals with dangling the bald man upside down a lamp post. But the catastrophic effect to the clean and nice street was evident. Buildings were crashed into and torn apart by Dr. Sivana, nearly killing off innocent civilians, had it not been for Billy Batson guiding them to safety routes and easing their escapes.

In the chaos of it all, I like to believe that Billy will still find calmness and ease in it, after living a life so full of it for so long. He'd still remain focused, especially when he hears the cries of a familiar voice. A classmate.

They don't know that he's secretly Captain Marvel, and he doesn't know their name. But what does that matter? They're both kids. They're both too young for any of this to be happening to them. Guiding them away from all the falling debris and rubble, Billy keeps his classmate calm enough to bring them away from the dangers of the battle close to them.

Green Arrow and Plastic Man manged to shoot/sneak a concerned and worried look over to their supposed de-aged teammate's way, only to be surprised when they see that Billy is smiling as confidently and with his big cheesey grin as before.

That's when they realize. Even if it wasn't real or a moment in bad vision, it felt like Billy's shoulders were much broader than they seemed. Like the weight of the world was on his shoulders more than they should have been, but that the boy would never complain and only ask for more weight to hold in return. Just like their regular Cap.

It's strange. They never noticed this side of Captain Marvel before. They were meeting so many new sides of him in just one day, despite knowing him for years at this point. Just how much of their friend had they not known?

"Hey, come on, hold my hand! I'll get you out of this, maybe you'll still have time to help give me the math homework answers for tomorrow!"

"B-but! I'm too scared to move!! Everything is falling, a-and I-"

"It's going to be alright. You have to make the first step if you want to keep moving forward. I'll be with you, I promise. Let's get out of here. Together."

At the end of the terrible, no good, very bad day for Billy Batson, and Dr. Sivana is dealt with and his classmate is sent home to their family safe and sound, Billy just collapses, intending to hit the grass and sleep off everything, had it not been for the swift and caring stretched arms of Plastic Man catching him in time.

Billy wants to argue and maybe even tries to scratch at Plastic Man to let him go, but Plastic Man is already swinging and rocking him in the air in his super stretched arms, singing loudly and annoyingly an out of pitch made up lullaby.

Green Arrow gets them zeta beamed back to the watch tower before Plastic Man can start on the next chorus, but at least they were able to give the de aged Captain Marvel some free time for once (even if that was ruined halfway through).

Billy looks so peaceful and soft when sleeping. Malnourished and scruffy, yes, but right now, he was safe, and that was all that mattered. They'd figure out how to age him back to normal soon, and Billy would find a way to get out of this troublesome situation....eventually. But for now? Billy can enjoy this well-earned sleep.

Whew. It feels like I had a lot more to say than I thought, Markus.

[thinking-emoji]

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[r0semultiverse]

Ambrosius (and Cinder?) in the Ever After

If it’s only Ambrosius, I believe this could potentially take place after the RWBY series finale, when the gods are finally confronted on their unfair bullshit & things get sorted out properly without wiping our Remnant again.

No need for relics if the conflict is over so they either get destroyed & the spirits are freed or they get set free from their chains to the relics, allowing Ambrosius to create whatever he wants, whenever he wants, how he wants, & by his own design.

In the very least, we know Ambrosius has to be involved, unless it's a relic spirit we haven't met yet! Those are relic spirit style doors. All the spirits we've met so far have had that light blue color theme & energy.

I'm thinking back on these interactions & quotes from Volume 8 & it's so intriguing. I'm sure I'm not the first person to say this but, Ambrosius knew about the Ever After!

This all but confirms that Ambrosius not only knows of the Ever After, but has been there before! He probably thought team RWBYJ wouldn't survive down there. If Somewhat isn't talking about Ambrosius, I'm going to look so goofy. 🤡

Wait, what if all the relic spirits or at least Ambrosius were part of these secret creations? Are Jinn & Ambrosius technically afterans? Is Blacksmith tree god lady also their grandmother in this case? 👀

The only possible person I can think of besides Ambrosius is Cinder, unfortunately. She has the staff of creation & the lamp (though as far as we know all the questions are used up).

Though this gives me a few questions if Cinder found her way into the Ever After. How did she get the same or similar blueprints as RWBY & gang? Was it Watts before he died off screen in a spinoff movie?

Also, is she about to use the clock fruits to get more questions from Jinn? 👀 Though I'm not sure how she'd know that information.

Maybe Salem is coming with her & she's had plenty of life times to potentially learn stuff about the Ever After. Salem could also be the only one going for all we know. Salem could absolutely know about the time fruit. 👀

Poor Somewhat is so happy to see whoever it is, but it's probably Cinder or Salem behind Ambrosius.

So anyway this either is a blip because of time dilation or the Ever After is getting invaded. I'll look so silly when I'm wrong on both accounts. 😂 I just know Ambrosius is involved somehow.

[shroudandsands]

Prompt #28: Deleterious

Her hands cupped around the flame as the incense took to light. The smokey smell of cinnamon began to rise from it, then swirled through the tent as she let out a breath of her magicks. An effort promptly brought to disruption by the arrival of her most wonderful beloved.

The tent flap opened to a storm condensed entirely in the shape of the love of her life. Comforting petrichor and wingbeats replaced with unsaid curses and thunderous static across her scales and skin. A rage unspoken, caused by what she had yet to know, one so thoroughly filling her that it dispersed her carefully cast scent of smoke and serenity that Amesha couldn’t help but sigh. So she did. Loudly. “Hawk,” She sighed, again, turning with care that her tail didn’t knock the incense burner over. The day had already been busy enough- no need to add a fire. “What ails, what ills? Only a sun has gone in the moment of triumph and yet already she suffers from stormclouds…” She didn’t get much of an answer. At least not verbally- Swept up near immediately by Sawyer’s arms and pulled into a hug around her middle that left her legs dangling and her own arms wrapped around Sawyer’s neck. Being fully immersed in the flowing aura of her partner’s immediate discomfort and anger was enough to paint a picture, perhaps several, as waves and throes of something… It wasn’t anger, no, nor was it rage. She had felt the coming and goings of her love’s rage many a time. It was a specific roll of thunder, a particular taste of metal on the tongue, a half-remembered scent of lightning-burnt ground. This was not that. Amesha couldn’t quite put her finger on it as she was carried. Through the gentle cloud of smoke to their place of rest. A pile of bedroll and cot that suited her quite well for when she was collapsed and worthless after a week spent in complete and utter focus. Not quite as helpful in the current moment, no, as Sawyer was forced to awkwardly lower herself and Amesha to the ground until she was able to readjust and pull her close once again. The raen’s tail settled between Sawyer’s legs as the hyur’s arms wrapped around Amesha’s middle once more. Pulled tight, held there, and the face of her love pressed into Amesha’s hair. A long and deep breath.

“…It’s nothing, heartlight-” The noise that left Amesha was just short of cursing her. “Okay, it isn’t nothing,” Sawyer course corrected. “But it isn’t something you should have to worry over. You’ve already been doing far and above what anyone else here has individually and I won’t-” Another noise. Another pause in Sawyer’s frustrations. Now she sighed. “I was working out preliminary reporting for the few heading back tonight. A summary of discoveries, any casualties, and how the outlook is from here. You’ve heard me speak on this a few too many times…” Her voice trailed off as she squeezed Amesha tighter for a moment. Another breath in of her hair. “While the beginning of this… quarantine and elimination was not exactly what I would call standard procedure, all involved were unharmed and capable of maintaining the situation until the second and third group of parties arrived.”

Amesha’s wing flew in low with a bottle balanced precariously on the edge of its crystal feathers. She gently plucked it free as her partner continued to speak- something roundabout that, while likely frustrating, did not much bother Amesha herself- and uncorked it. The stopper set aside, then, and the bottle placed next to it as the scent of lavender slowly filtered its way through the continued emanations of her partner’s aura. Enough to cut through it at this concentration. To disrupt the energy that so weighed heavy on her Hawk and caused her to fly with only intent to drag talons through whatever it was that ailed her. But restrained, as of this moment, and instead replaced with an intent to press herself forcefully in branch and bough as substitute. “…Heartlight…” Sawyer’s voice broke through her thoughts, her tone a restrained sense of exasperation. “…Is it that bad? I’m not being that insufferable, am I? Having to break out the incense and oils as if I’m having a bad day…” “The Hawk bears storm on steel wings. The brunt of it, the worst of it, and all the worse…” Amesha squirmed so that she could turn herself around and push herself up in Sawyer’s arms, far enough to pull her face into her chest. Her arms wrapped around her love’s head to keep her there. She pressed a kiss to the top of Sawyer’s head. “All the worse is that she can not lash out against ones who so desperately need it, mmn?” The silence was more than enough. Even more so as it was accompanied by the parting of stormclouds, of the gentle embrace of a warm summer rain’s touch against her skin. A small smile took to Amesha’s lips as she squeezed her partner closer, as she felt her slowly release the tension in her shoulders and her back.

“…You weren’t listening when I was saying what happened, were you?” Sawyer sighed, an exhale of a laugh against her chest. “The Oasis does not need to hear to know. Nor does the Hawk want the light of her heart to suffer selfsame frustration, no? Where the Hawk might have learned restraint, might have learned to keep talons away; the river which she so often lays beside has woken to the joy of putting the irreverent in place. To be buried and drowned by waves-” Another squeezing hug from Sawyer cut her off. “Point taken, heartlight. Point taken.”

[tippenfunkaport]

Adora: Catra, would you still love me if I was a worm?

Catra: Adora, we've been over this, I--

Double Trouble, sighing and already turning into worm!Adora: Let's just settle this once and for all.