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Art challenge where you have to finish what you're making
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there's a lady on the train knitting so aggressively and quickly that her needles clack like some sort of cartoon character and I am super intimidated
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Dan is Trigon
So! The Teen Titans had been chasing down a Cult lately, and they had finally managed to track down their main bases location.
Unfortunately, they got there just a bit too late and the Summoning Ritual they had been preforming was finished. The Being they had been calling crawled up and out of the Circle drawn in Blood on the floor.
And Raven felt her heart Stop. Because that Being crawling it's way out of the Summoning Circle looked almost exactly like her Father's True Form. But also different.
Where her Father's hair was a White Flame, this one's hair looked like Freshly Fallen Snow. Instead of her Father's Blood Red Skin, this being had Icy Blue Skin. And most strikingly, In place of her Father's Piercing Red Eyes, this being had Lazarus Green Eyes.
But even with all those changes, she could still the similarities in the Bone Structure, the shape of the Jaw, and most importantly the Untold Power radiating off of them.
Before they could react, the Being turned its attention to the Cultists.
"Who Dares Summon, the Ghost King?"
"We do, Out Lord Pariah Dark! We Beseech Thee, take this unclean world and tear it down! Cleanse the World of its Filth!"
"Oh Goddammit, not again." Said the Being, "Look, Pariah hasn't been in Power for Centuries. I, am Phantom. And I don't do the whole 'Destroy all Worlds' thing, you want your own constellation? I'm your guy. Otherwise? Bite it."
"Bu-But my Lord! We summoned you to-"
"Yeah how about no." Said the unimpressed God, "Here, let me send you guys Home. I'll give you guys some riches or something as compensation, but that's it."
And with that, the God snapped its fingers and the cultists disappeared.
"Now, who are you kids?" He turned to them.
Robin stepped forward, "We are the Teen Titans, and originally we came to stop them from Summoning you. Now, I honestly don't know what to do..."
"Oh, you guys are Heroes! That's interesting, I don't come across worlds with Heroes very often." Said the Ghost King, "The last one was the one with those Revengers or whatever they called themselves. The Spider Totem was fun to talk to, and Thor is always..."
As Phantom mumbled to himself, Raven stepped up. "King Phantom, I have a Question. Why do you resemble the true form or Trigon so closely? As his Daughter, I can recognize your similarities easily, and I was curious."
The King stopped dead.
"...daughter?"
"Oh, yes. Trigon is my father, though obviously I haven't talked to him recently." She explained.
"...that asshole." He said, "How could he not tell me I had a NIECE!?"
Wait what?
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I don't usually post my non-fandom craft stuff but I worked for a long time on this tablecloth so I wanted to show it off😌




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HAPPY ASEXUAL DAY!! (I’m sorry the image is wonky I’ll fix it if I can)
- April 6th 2025
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My Pile of wips: Growing and moulding in the corner.
Me: *New Doc*
#I can have as many as I want#My new year resolution#is to write 200 words per day#I clearly can't start a new year on old wips#blathering
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Guests at a gala notice that Brucie Wayne is surprisingly jacked. Like, a suspicious amount of muscle for a CEO who lives a life of luxury and doesn't do any physical labour. An amount of muscle that goes beyond "works out to stay fit and look good". And when he's asked about this by a gossip columnist guest he panicks (he's running on 2 hours sleep) and says "It's so I can pick up my kids!"
Now everyone is looking at his kids. Cass and Tim are tiny at 5’ 5 and 5' 7. Damian is still a kid and he's also small. Dick is bigger, but picking him up wouldn't require that much muscle. Maybe Duke, who is still growing but looks like he could be about Bruce's height when he's fully grown? Maybe him?
Then Jason officially returns from the dead. And everyone looks at the 6' 4, 260lbs walking double fridge and goes "Ahhh, ok then."
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My kids are 5yo and 20 mos, and weigh 45 and 28lbs respectively. I can do squats holding both and it is a life goal to keep it up as long as possible.
Guests at a gala notice that Brucie Wayne is surprisingly jacked. Like, a suspicious amount of muscle for a CEO who lives a life of luxury and doesn't do any physical labour. An amount of muscle that goes beyond "works out to stay fit and look good". And when he's asked about this by a gossip columnist guest he panicks (he's running on 2 hours sleep) and says "It's so I can pick up my kids!"
Now everyone is looking at his kids. Cass and Tim are tiny at 5’ 5 and 5' 7. Damian is still a kid and he's also small. Dick is bigger, but picking him up wouldn't require that much muscle. Maybe Duke, who is still growing but looks like he could be about Bruce's height when he's fully grown? Maybe him?
Then Jason officially returns from the dead. And everyone looks at the 6' 4, 260lbs walking double fridge and goes "Ahhh, ok then."
#do you lift#yes#my kids#both at the same time#dost thou even hoist#batman#bruce wayne#batfam#yess he will carry all of them at once
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Everyone in the league is shocked when Batman turns out to be *the* billionaire playboy, Bruce Wayne.
Of course Superman would be too, but he looked horrified, shell shocked. Bruce simply couldn't understand *why*. He thought Clark wanted this. Most of the reason Bruce had decided to finally reveal his identity, was for him. He thought Clark wanted more than their rooftop kisses and secrets. And he was finally, finally ready to give him more. Show him his life outside the suit.
And he looked at him like /that/.
Bruce was once again wearing his cowl when Superman eventually pulled him aside to talk, looking uncharacteristically nervous in his suit.
"What do you need?" Bruce's gaze was cold and hard as he spoke, trying to brace himself for the imminent rejection, keeping his pulse as steady as he could, hoping Clark's superhuman senses wouldn't give away the dread building in his gut.
At the very least Clark would let him down gently. He would be kind. He was /always/ kind. That didn't stop the ache in his chest.
"You have kids?" The words came out with that same look of panic on Clark's face.
"It doesn't change anything, of course! I just, I didn't know. I don't know any of them. I understand why you didn't tell me-" Clark cut himself off for a moment closing the distance between them and taking Bruce's hand in his own, his grip like iron. Bruce had never seen him so nervous.
"I want to meet them. Please. I will be the best I can be for them. For you." Clark met his gaze, and Bruce realized two things.
One, he was an idiot to think Clark would reject him.
Two, he was going to marry this man.
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I've spun 100 yards on my bone drop spindle!
I made a 1 yard Niddy noddy so that I could remove the spun single from my spindle. It was simply getting too heavy and was causing frequent breaks. After counting the wraps, I've got 100 yards! And it's much more consistent than I thought I was doing. Between this and some other spinning projects, I've improved my skill significantly. I'm spinning much faster and able to maintain consistent weight.
I'm planning on spinning another 100 and then plying them. I'll weigh what I have and then try to shoot for the same, though it's really hard when the spin is so fine.
#crafting#drop spindle#spinning#yarn#i would spin 100 yards#and i would spin 100 more#just to knit a small shawl#and say i spun it myself whenever someone comments on it
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yes my favorite type of fanfiction consists of characters getting tenderly cared for and comforted after a lifetime of being forced to suffer alone in silence, no this doesn't say anything about me
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i watched one (1) video on how to draw hands that changed my life forever. like. i can suddenly draw hands again
these were all drawn without reference btw. i can just. Understand Hands now (for the most part, im sure theres definitely inaccuracies). im a little baffled
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Crafting Discord?
Hey, I made a crafting discord server. Wanna join? We have the following wonderful channels. (and my 'we', I mean it's mostly just my roommate and I for now)
DM me for an invite. <3
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