#Go Go Jump

[howlingday]

Jaune: (Walking away)

Cardin: Never give up on your dreams, Jaune...

Jaune: Sorry, I didn't hear you just now. What did you say?

Cardin: GET OUTTA HERE!

Jaune: Oh! Sure thing! (Walks out)

Cardin: Just gotta keep your dream alive, Jaune...

Jaune: Sorry, again, I couldn't hear you-

Cardin: JUST LEAVE!

[rinneycanon]

WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKK 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[stars-and-branches]

Chronic pain pisses me off cause I'm not even incapacitated for like a cool or badass reason instead my body is throwing the world's biggest temper tantrum because it's raining outside

[ahsokalegend]

One of my favorite choices the Apothecary Diaries made was making the Emperor a “normal guy” (as far as I know as an anime-only). He’s not evil. He’s not hindering Mao Mao’s journey. He respects the concubines.

If anything his lack of autonomy and presence as the most powerful person in the country further enhances the show’s themes of working within the confines of class and gender inequality.

The previous emperor was a horrible, horrible pervert. Okay, then this emperor only weds women of age… Until he’s forced to take his father’s precious wife due to politics. The current emperor reasonably avoids her.

Eunuchs exist? Bam! now the surgery is outlawed, but this will create a reduction in male labor around the palace.

The emperor clearly favors few women. Well, now he must recognize a concubine with a powerful politician father playing the system.

He supports Mao Mao toeing the line of social expectations for women, but hasn’t removed the law against women preparing medicine. It makes one think, if he wanted to, could he make the change at all? For every two steps forward, he’s forced to take one step back.

In this universe even the Emperor is limited by social pressure and the expectations of his station. His life and that of his children is out of his control, and if that isn’t such a compelling piece of world building I don’t know what is.

If that’s how the author twists the narrative of the Emperor you better believe her female characters dealing with women’s issues in this society are even better written.

[neostellarjpg]

i like ralsei hes so regular and nothings going on with him

[zenwhoberi]

had the wildest interaction today some random woman called me a slag and my dog a fucking faggot because I was using a pink lead/harness and he’s a boy like what the fuck lmfaoo

[shojoboy]

dropout tv is like . what if there was an animal shelter but it was for 30 yr olds with BAs in Theater

[lotus-pear]

bugs when you lift up a rock

[pinkhotandreckless]

Trailer park trash princess, teach me how to shoot’ it

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[howlingday]

Ruby: Hi~! My name is Ruby Rose, a Wolf Faunus girl with an overexciting passion for spinning! Recently, my awesome mom passed away, which sucks because she was the coolest mom ever! She used to shout, "SCORE, BABY~!" anytime she did something awesome!

Ruby: Like divorcing my dad!

Taiyang: AAA

Ruby: She was also a famous twirl master when she was younger, and traveled the world with her best friend bird friend, Qrow, who's over there, actually!

Qrow: Uh, hi there.

Ruby: She's been training me for the past few months so I can carry on my mother's legacy and become the best Spin Master the world has ever seen! I want to make my mom proud so she can brag to all the other ghosts out there...

Ruby: That, and for some reason in her will, she demanded I become a Spin Master and collect every badge, or else the house and all her life savings will go to her partner and rival, Raven, who is also over there!

Raven: (Evil laughter)

Ruby: So now it's time to spin for it! YAHOOOOOOOOOO~!

Jaune: ...Um... I was just asking for your opinion on peanut butter cookies.

Ruby: Oh! Delicious!

Jaune: Thanks. (Leaves)

[gunstellations]

rival battle ⚔️

[basalting]

literally sick with grief that Bruce never got to have a baby

bruce never got to stumble, bleary-eyed in the predawn light to a crib already gently shushing and hold a small, warm body to his chest.

never got to sing a silly song about tying your shoes or help sound out words on a page.

all of bruces babys came to him half grown already, small enough to hide in his shadows but big enough to already dream about stepping out of them

[stil-lindigo]

bite of winter.

a comic about a princess who died in the snow.

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[pepsicolakillkill]

i came over hello can you be mine? can you be mine? can you be mine? ♡

[yomeiu]

i haven't fulfilled my promise yet to use you as my dog!

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