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praise Demeter and Hestia this cereal is really fucking good

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Hiccup’s httyd 2 design is still the bane of my existence

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I think if Amon were to ever genuinely move past his old life, he’d become a Catholic. Both as a way of connecting to his childhood before the awfulness and for peace of mind

(This is about my OC ‘Amon’, who you can read abt in ‘Honored to be haunted by the likes of he’ [Damian Wayne X OC])

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Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

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"mmh did you know that creator you like also posts 🔞 content? did you know that? don't you think that's weird? don't you think we should keep this space-"

no. i don't.

i booked a front row seat to the devil's sacrament and you're blocking the view

just go back to the 1660 new england hole you just crawled out of and eat barley for a week to atone for your sins or whatever

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are you dominant or submissive?

I’m tired

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People should draw the awful yaoi ships being stupid again, the world must heal. Sasunaru, Klance, ect.

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Tim Drake x Spidersona OC

His name is Carter and he is a very visible mutant! His face is one of a wolf spider and he lives in a mutant protection home for adolescents in LA.

This Fic takes place as if Carter was transported cross dimensions where everything is fiction (like our world) if this gets popular I’ll make a little comic for Tim and Carter

TAGS : Tim Drake X Canon, Bad puns, bad quips, I write this in the bath when I’m half asleep. Idk when I’ll update but I have a story plan (sneak peak)

Pt. 1

Tim is entirely sure something is wrong. The constant speculation of something unfamiliar and unexpected happening is rising, no matter what happens ’new’ is always awful for Drake. Steph went over horoscopes the last time he hung out with her and Cass for a ‘girls’ night’, his had been nothing but ‘new things are coming’ and the new training regimen Bruce had for him was focused entirely on ‘expecting the unexpected’, not to mention the seemingly new and confusing student body at school. Now these things could be a coincidence but Tim Drake was too scared, far too familiar with the unexpected to mark it up as a ‘coincidence’.

He’d been working himself into the ground because of it.

Constantly asking the others if they needed his skills or taking up patrols like a madman to get time away from himself. This sort of thing started to take its toll about two weeks in but with the constant panicking and new regimen. Tim was beginning to feel like being sent to a mental hospital and being forced into a straight jacket might be a healthier alternative to whatever the fuck he was doing now.

It was infuriating to say the very least.

Tim rubbed at his eyes, the sleep deprivation reaching its peak. Apart from the soulmate drama he’d also been working on getting through to the League of Shadows. Cass had recently come to him with a favor (which was a rarity at all) that he look into any new sightings of assassins or operatives in the area. Any he had found were just sightings and were already sent over to Cass and Bruce for looking into.

The stray thought of closing his laptop and going to sleep at… 3:04 AM. Seemed to be recurring but once he got started on a little project he couldn’t tear his gaze away.

Hours upon hours of going through security footage and leftover League of Shadows filings that they had from months ago couldn’t have been decent on the boy's brain power but even at such a late (early?) time of the night (day???) he was able to pull his eyes together long enough to see the slight shift in pixels of a figure swinging into an alleyway, fast enough to avoid a good shadow but not bright enough to make out directly. This ruled out two options; it wasn’t a vigilante he was familiar with and it most definitely wasn’t an up-and-coming villain. Just before Tim had blinked away his consciousness he sent the clip to Bruce for investigation, very likely that the older man was more awake than Tim and would very likely continue to be awake till sunrise.

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Honestly, Tim is kind of unsure about what he should expect from himself or whether to go with the flow because he should have known that once an unknown variable was presented to him he wouldn’t go to sleep.

Now he was sitting out here on some dusty ass building and pulling at the spandex of his suit, making a mental note to get his suit upgraded because apparently, his body hit a growth spurt without him knowing and now made everything uncomfortable.

God, now he’s rethinking the stupid straight jacket thing again.

Tim refocuses back on what’s in front of him and takes the leap to another rooftop back to where the figure was spotted, watching for another chance at spotting the damned thing (you never know what it is, man-bat could be considered a thing!)

“Robin.” Bruce’s deep voice in his right ear comm sends a bolt right from the boy's feet up to his spine like an electrical shock.

“Loud and clear,” Tim responded once the aftershock of the jump scare didn’t affect the feeling in his legs.

Bruce’s sigh came through the comms much easier than a lot of people expect. “Why is your location out of the manor? I know you don’t have school tomorrow but that doesn’t mean you don’t have civilian responsibilities.” He scolded, Tim made a little mental note that he was Bruce right now and not ‘The Batman’ which is as big a difference as anything.

“I- I know B, I got the energy for the gala tomorrow. Promise.” Tim sighed as he kept his eyes focused on his surroundings.

“Not what I meant.” Bruce countered, waiting for a real response.

Tim glared in the general direction that Bruce usually stood in but sighed again. “Just closing up some loose ends, I sent you the clips for them.” He reasoned with a frown. “Do you look at the things I-“

Bruce answers before he can finish. “Yes, I see it but I have one of the others whose presence isn’t mandatory for the Wayne image on the mystery figure” he scolds much to Tim’s despair.

“I’ll be home in a second, B.” He sighed as he rubbed his eyes behind the familiar green domino mask. “I’ll get going now, Robin out.” Tim closed the comm before Bruce could react, god knows what he’d get when he gets home but that couldn’t even be the furthest thing from his mind right now

Especially when he finally saw what he was looking for.

That same shadowy figure swinging up and in feet first into an alleyway as soon as possible. Soon after there came a collective groaning of pain and a sticky string sound. Tim grimaced and soon made his way over to the high ground. Now when someone puts the words groan and sticky together in the same paragraph one would think this story is going to turn into something gross.

It’s not.

No, what was waiting for Tim on the other side of that alleyway is a guy just about his height knocking the absolute shit out of Joker goon. Tim, without much else in thought, very awkwardly held up his phone to take a video, this was a familiar situation now that he thought about it.

“Woah! Not a very warm welcome-!” The figure yelped as he jumped out of the way of the goon brandishing a baton around, just when Tim thought things couldn’t get weirder the figure jumped up onto the building wall and strung up the last of the goons. “Hellooo? Anybody know a fast pass to LA?.. maybe a bus ride..?” The figure called out as he peeked around.

Tim watched him carefully, keeping his steps light and his breathing even lighter.

“Maybe an uber..?” The voice muttered as the figure peeked around. “God.. not even a flasher..?” He murmured, walking out of the alleyway. “What kind of place is this..”

Tim reacted quickly, hand on his Bō staff. “Freeze! Hands where I can see them!” He shouted.

The figure immediately threw his hands up and spread his fingers, dropping his bag of… fruit. “I’m unarmed! My id is in my bag!” The figure shouted rather quickly.

Tim paused and looked at him before the bag, going back and forth. “Who are you?”

The boy, or at least he assumed so, the figure in front of him didn’t seem much older than he was. “Uh.. I don’t really give a name out.. defeats the whole purpose of a secret identity?” He muttered.

At this point Tim was a bit frustrated, mostly curious and confused, but frustrated nonetheless. “Are you.. a hero at the very least?

Again the figure hesitated. “I—.. I mean I think so? I did just stop those robber guys from taking the.. the whatcha-ma-call it’s from that old lady.” He muttered, the little usage of ‘whatcha-ma-call it’ made Tim crack the tiniest smile though he did his best to remain calm and stoic to better have control of the situation.

“You.. think?”

“Good and bad is sort of.. Morality left up to its own— Y’know what forget it.. I uh.. yeah I’m a hero..” the boy muttered before cutting himself off.

“Right.. well you can’t always rely on that, it is Gotham city.” Tim commented, lowering his Bō staff.

This made the figure pause before giving a snort. “Gotham city? Dude this is New York.” He hummed.

Tim, just as confused, gave a chuckle. “No.. this is Gotham City.” He stated, pointing towards a nearby newspaper box.

The figure walked over to it, frowning. Tim could see the person more clearly now.. well.. it didn’t really seem human.. more spider and hybrid if anything. Tim felt his stomach churn and hoped to god that he wouldn’t have to report that there was a meta in the city.

“No fucking way..” the figure whispered,

Tim frowned, getting a bit anxious. “Are you lost? Because I can help you get to where you need to go.”

The boy whipped his head around, now taking a better look at Tim and even giving an awkward grimace. “I feel like I was given a dose of LSD..”

Tim, ever the joyful, “dude you barely sound old enough for a drivers license.” He muttered

The boy seemed to take this extremely offensively and gasped. “That’s a lot coming from a guy with heightened shoes.”

This got Tim to pause or at least rework his mindset for a moment. “They aren’t heightened, it’s for grip.”

The boy laughed. “Yeah and I’m league baseball champ; Shohei Ohtani.” He spat sarcastically.

“Would you just-“ Tim cuts himself off. Deep breaths, all good things, all good things. “Do you have a name I can call you by?” He asked over all things.

The boy paused, staring at the newspaper for a moment. “Spider-man.” He answered.

Tim laughed. “Spiderman?”

“No, no. Spider-man.” He corrected

“That’s what I said.”

“The hyphen is important.”

Tim frowned, grumbling to himself.

“Spider-man then.”

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I haven’t been that into Voltron since i finished it in 2019-2020 and yet here I am like 4 years later with the biggest most hardcore obsession out of no where.

And I’ve suddenly remembered how much that stupid gay emo cowboy meant to me.

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Some drawings I did of Damian Wayne and Amon (OC)

Listen I’m too tired and too caffeinated to care what’s cringe, here’s a fic too

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64923805/chapters/166884463#workskin

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I think.. I’m gonna write OC x Character now

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Neil banging out the tunes in Kid Pix Deluxe 4??

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I think he’s a big fan of lady Gaga! Weird but whenever I put his playlist on or let my Spotify run she always played, ESPECIALLY when I place it on his altar

My Personal UPG

Hermes loves chocolate

Chocolate coins specifically

He also loves bottle caps and bottle tabs

He's the god of ADHD

He loves travel snacks (trail mix, freeze dried fruits, m&ms, etc)

His favorite scent is sandalwood (mine too)

He loves random trinkets on his altar

He's the god of Lost Things

Do you have any UPG regarding Lord Hermes?

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At some point the liking of history has to end.

Why am I listening to Hamilton while doing history homework with a study of Czech culture for my own personal benefit open?

(if you’re Czech please dm me I’m researching for satyr culture.)

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I do NOT give a shit, me and Tim are growing at the same time. He’s my age now and will continue to grow WITH ME

DC can suck it

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Okay okay, I know canonically Tim is bisexual and there’s nothing wrong with that! Bi rep is good when it’s coming, I love to see it. Tho I won’t lie when I say that TO ME, Tim is kind of on the aro ace spectrum. Not because he doesn’t find himself feeling romance a lot but because he’s simply so bad at being a boyfriend lmfao.

Like as an AroAce person I run into this issue a lot, I’m ass at being a partner because I’m not 100% what that means. Tim being an “asshole” boyfriend it’s not his first ten things to worry about is entirely too “AroAce discovery roster” I cannot explain.

This is also rlly funny cause the pipeline from “I see everyone the same way” (bisexual thought) to “I see everyone the same way” (AroAce confirmed) is rlly funny.

But ofc this is just my experience and my own little opinion, so no harm to others.