#it's missing something

[pocket-deer-boy]

aggretsuko is quickly turning into one of those "had a lot of early potential" type shows. Like, the setup is neat, i would like more shows about characters hating their shitty jobs and being loud about it, but it just also gets bogged down with shitty het romance and never capitalizes on its actual appeal to me. Particularly season 2 felt just so, so conservative to me, it's the most romance-heavy season by far and god these animals just do not stop talking about monogamous breeder relationships

[boyapologist]

uuuuuh I don't know how I feel about her guys

[eversea143]

You were, admittedly, rather jealous of all the people in the world who had gotten their hands on one of those digital familiars.

Not for the reason of 'they have something cool that I want' or 'this is popular right now so I need to have it'.

But more because you were... a bit lonely.

...

Alright, you were very lonely. Your parents didn't speak to you (they're those holdovers from the early 21ste century who still hate on all things queer) and friends are... hard. You're not the most skilled or experienced socialist around.

A normal pet would've been your first pick, but that would bring along a whole slew of other things (food, water, toys, etc) that you simply couldn't afford on your lousy low-tier worker's payment.

On top of that you had the terribly bad luck of being allergic to both dog and cat hair (damn your genes) so even if you could afford one, the choices would have to be more exotic. Or boring.

(A fish does not sound very entertaining, no matter what the petstore owners say.)

So a digital pet, or 'familiar' as everyone seems to call them, was your second best alternative for some company.

The problem is that you'd scoured perhaps the entire internet and found exactly zilch on how people actually acquire one such familiar.

You asked the few coworkers you know and have one, but they were oddly reluctant to explain. The bleeding heart you are whenever people struggle with something, you dropped asing after the third try, leaving you, again, without answers.

Even going out on the streets, prodding a few friendly strangers (who outright refused to tell) brought you no closer to finding an answer.

Three weeks into looking, you were this close to giving up and spending the rest of your life in cold, lonely and miserable living.

Then the weirdest thing happened.

You woke up early, remembering today is one of your infrequent off days and thus burrowing in deeper to snag a few more minutes of tranquility.

Then you were abruptly (and rudely) spooked into sitting up when something nearby quacked.

There, sitting rather comfortably at the foot of your bed, was a duck.

A wireframed, partially see-through, off-blue duck.

Well, you thought rather dumbly, I guess I have one now.

But the how or why was a complete mystery.

You quickly found out, after the duck had popped into your laptop, that asking your familiar resulted in no answer whatsoever. You tried asking it directly but it simply quacked and waddled off.

You watched it for a little while, wandering around your apartment as the strange program... creature(?) explored your living space. It jumped onto the couch for a quck sit, then went on to poke its beak at all your physical movie copies (you're old-school like that). It seemed rather interested in the few sci-fi's you had.

You sat down at the kitchen island and the digital duck (ha!) joined you a little later. It seemed to be watching you as you ate breakfast.

Creepy.

Just as you began to wonder what you could go and do today, perhaps see if one of your hobbies looks interesting, the duck disappeared in a flourish is pixels.

In its place was a face- a person you hadn't seen in years. Tears sprang to your eyes and you couldn't get up faster, stool falling down behind you.

"Sis!"

Your older sister, who'd died in a shooting when you were ten, smiled with digital tears streaking down her face.

"Hey. I guess... you want to know what's-"

She didn't get to finish because you'd reached out and pulled her into a hug. You weren't even curious how digital wireframe could have a physical form. All you could think about was that the one person in life who'd always had your back was here, in your place, somewhere between alive and dead.

"I missed you." You managed to get out between the sobs wracking your frame.

Your sister gently wrapped her arms around you, sighing.

"Missed you too, little sib."

Digital “familiars” are all the rage in the near future. They can take any form, chat with you, manifest as lifelike holograms, and are capable of travelling between devices instantly. How you GET a “familiar” is never explained by those who have them.

[theblob1958]

people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.

[owlpero]

free will is all about headcanoning your faves as autistic

[frankierotwinkdeath]

Y’all want Taylor Swift to be gay so bad but you won’t even write femslash about her

[guiiay]

yeah... yeah

[teaboot]

Me, parking lot security: Do you have any ID on you today

Person I just found keying someone’s car: I’m sorry I’m autistic

Me: Cool, me too. So a driver’s license, regional ID, anything…?

Person, now crying: I can’t get in trouble I have an anxiety disorder can I just go I have really bad anxiety

Me: Yeah me too, I feel you. But you see the car’s owner will need information to file for insurance so again if I can get your name

Person: I literally have anxiety so bad I can’t do this

Me: Listen I’m not a cop, I can’t force you to stick around, but if you do wanna help with this and you’re not gonna run then eventually someone will need to know what your name is. Can you take a few deep breaths with me

Person: (crying harder) please I’m literally autistic

Me:

Me: So again I am also autistic

[bacchuschucklefuck]

couldnt draw my thang for mid-autumn so treated myself to a calne redesign instead

[silosbears]

i think alphonse would still experience depersonalization and dysmorphia even after getting his body back

[skipblebee]

Sv au where everything is the same but it's like a reality tv show (the system takes interviews)

[crime-scene-psychic]

It's always funny to me that Jason, Tim, and Damian all have personal beef with Ra's al Ghul and meanwhile, Dick is kinda just like

[enigmaris]

Another DPXDC for ya fellas!

Pandora, the ghost, was an Amazon from Themyscira in life, losing her life to trap all of those eldritch horrors in her box. In her afterlife, she has kept in contact with the other Amazons, coming to their aid when called upon.

So when the first child of themyscira was molded out of clay, Pandora knew. She liked Diana, admired her stubbornness, strength, and sense of wonder. She knew the girl had left to go to the world of man a while ago, but hadnt heard anything else about her. She wasnt worried about her though, Diana was the strongest of all the Amazons, kind and brave. The world of man would not pose too much of a danger to her.

After the whole thing her box getting stolen and Danny returning it to her. She takes on something if a motherly role to Phantom. She doesn't really know how kids work though, she comes from a race of women where there were no children. Diana is literally the only living child she has ever known. Pandora herself was never even a child. When Danny flees from his life in Amity Park (reveal gone wrong, family dies, or something) he goes to Pandora who wants to help him, but her acropolis is no place for a half living boy. So she tells him about her niece Diana.

"She was the only child of my people, when she grew up she left to the world of man."

Literally the only child??? Danny is imagining like, someone maybe his sister Jazzs age who ran away from home because she lived on an island with all adults and no fun. It does not help his assumption that Pandora talks about Diana like shes still wet from the clay she was molded in.

Danny is given a letter written by Pandora, asking Diana to help care for him and told that last Pandora heard her little niece lived in Washington DC. Danny goes to DC and manages to find Diana based on Pandora description. She is not at all what Danny was imagining, but she takes him to her home and reads the letter describing Danny's heroics with Pandoras box.

Diana Prince takes one look at this human boy and thinks to herself: if Bruce and Clark can just show up with a teenager, then why can't i?

Queue the next Justice League meeting:

"I would like to introduce my son, Daniel of Themyscira, he will be accompanying me on all Justice League missions. No Batman i will no be accepting any criticism from you of all people."

Danny, in human form, waves at the team of heroes with his string bean arms.

"Hi."

[sketchytea]

this was supposed to be a new years picture but we're way past that already. so now this is just. an ode to a found family 💜

[retquits]

some march head pats based on some silly dialogue i got

[prlssprfctn]

Kinda obsessed with headcanon, where Damian and Jason just randomly (out of nowhere, completely unprompted) start to referring to their shared past in the League in the middle of the family conversations, while everyone just stare at them in concern

Like

Jason, staring at Dick, trying to put Tim's shoulder back: huh, do you remember that one time-

Damian, instantly: when grandfather's shoulder relocated by itself, but instead of properly putting in on its place, he killed himself and mother threw him in the Lazarus Pit?

Jason, cackling: it was hilarious

Damian, no less amused: right?

Bruce, sitting behind them: (concerned sips of tea)

Or, it is not necessarily funny, but it just cute (or sad) details, regarding each other that others are confused about.

Jason, who accidentally fell asleep in the Batcave: (instinctively cards through his hair as he naps)

Tim, teasing: ladies and gentlemen, the criminal lord of the year--

Damian: Drake, bluntly, that's not funny. Back when he was out of the Pit, this was the only thing that could help him to calm down.

Dick, knowing that this is because Bruce constantly stroked Robin!Jason's hair, when he saw nightmares, with eyes full of tears: oh

Jason on the random Friday night, trying to be less awkward about staying with Bruce in one room: actually, Damian's first word was my name

Bruce: really?

Jason: he had, uh, problems with saying his first word. People around him were constantly speaking on both language at the same time, and, I guess, he couldn't figure out what to say. Then, Ra's said that if his heir doesn't get his word in the next two weeks, he will throw him in the Lazarus Pit (as a joke), but I wasn't sure if it was a joke (Talia said later it was), and I panicked, and since Talia wasn't around, I just kept repeating him her name, or just word Mother, but he just, uh, wouldn't say anything - kept blinking and staring at me like a little idiot. And then on a random night, he just grabbed me by the hair, and said, Jason. Food. And he kinda spoke properly since then. Like in full sentences and stuff. I think he just didn't want to speak with us, actually--

Bruce, getting grey hair out of nowhere: RA'S SAID WHAT--

And sometimes they just speak in Arabic, and Damian keeps bullying Jason that his skills are getting rustier.