#I used a translator

[kittyfrisk9]

IdeaDpxDc—There are better ways to meet someone.

Note: Sorry, I don't know English, so please use a translator. I apologize if you don't get the idea.

Dead On Main. Soul mates.

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"Exactly... what does this ring do?" The shining ring was still attached to his finger. This wouldn't worry him if it weren't for the fact that, with each passing minute, the ring emitted more light, and that can't be good.

The cult leader refused to speak. He wouldn't even look at him, seeming particularly attentive to the material the floor was made of. Very funny that now he was scared of him when, an hour ago, he was giving a very cliché speech about how humanity was doomed because it would summon the evil of evils.

It wasn't very smart of him to perform his summoning precisely in Gotham City, home of the Dark Knight.

Red Hood was getting impatient. He placed the hand without the ring on his weapon; if words didn't work, a real threat to his life would. And this didn't really break Bruce's 'no killing' rule because the gun was only loaded with rubber bullets. However, just as he was about to advance and shoot the guy, he saw Batman grab the leader's tunic collar and lift him up.

The man, of course, screamed in fear. "Speak, what does that ring do?" No jokes. Batman's voice was deeper than usual, showing that he was upset, no, rather angry.

Or worried, but Jason could never consider that possibility. For the moment, he was only surprised, although it didn't show through his helmet.

"I-I don't know," the leader replied. Poor guy, he seemed about to cry. Batman, not content, tightened his grip even more; he wasn't willing to tolerate a lie this time.

Red Robin raised an eyebrow. "You managed to gather a bunch of magical artifacts for your summoning and you don't know what they do?"

The man looked away. "No..." The rest of the cult members also looked away. Very brave and stupid of them to all agree to lie to the bats. Jason himself wanted to mock them, but the ring kept shining. He couldn't mock when the ring kept shining and he didn't know what it meant.

From the communications, Robin could be heard. "Tt, this wouldn't be happening if Hood hadn't put on the ring." Jason suppressed a growl.

"Kid, I didn't put on the ring. This thing stuck to me the moment I touched it." It was true. In the middle of the operation to stop the ritual, Jason had pulled the ring, which at that moment was a kind of necklace by the chain that ran through it, from a member who was wearing it. The ring in his hand began to glow and suddenly teleported to his ring finger, then stopped shining. It was when everything calmed down that the ring began to release a different, but constant light.

Approximately ten minutes have passed since then, he thought as he looked at the ring, ignoring all the magical stuff; it was actually a very simple ring. Suddenly, the ring began to blink.

Oh, no. That couldn't be good.

Batman, fed up with the leader's silence and his followers, threw the man meters ahead. "Oracle, call Zatanna now, we need more information about the ring," he ordered as he approached the man who was in pain from the fall. The guy, terrified by the violent aura of the Dark Knight, tried to retreat.

Finally, Nightwing stepped between the man and the brutal beating he would receive if he didn't speak.

"It's okay, B, calm down." With his hand on his father's shoulder, Dick tried to ease the atmosphere. "I understand your concern. We are all worried about what the ring might do to Hood. But we can't let fear and anger control us. Hood is important to all of us. He is our brother, your son. We can't lose our cool now. Let's call Wonder Woman. If no one wants to talk, she can help us with the lasso of truth."

Total silence. Jason didn't know what to say; he didn't think his family would react like this over a blinking ring. That is... he doesn't know. Suddenly, the ring's light began to blink faster.

Batman, after Nightwing's words and seeing the change in the ring, understood that he couldn't waste time with someone who wouldn't talk. "You're right, thank you Nightwing." Looking at the others, he said: "We need to act quickly, we don't know the effects the ring might have on Hood. We need to take him to the cave for a thorough analysis, no discussions." The last part he said looking at Jason. "Until then, don't try to take it off or use it."

Jason scoffed, as if he would.

"Oracle, you heard, call Diana. Red Robin and I will take care of the rest of the cult. Nightwing, take Red Hood to the cave." Batman began giving orders as he reached the leader and began dragging him towards the rest of his cult. The leader, in a failed attempt, tried to resist. "Agent A, please prepare a stretcher. Understood?"

Everyone nodded.

On the other hand, the touching speech and the strange family moment of the bats seemed to soften the heart of a girl from the cult, who in a whisper said: "The ring, nothing will happen to him." Although she spoke quietly, everyone present heard her.

The leader, panicking that the information would be revealed, exclaimed: "Catrina, shut up!" However, he was struck by Batman, who was already fed up with the guy.

"What do you have to say about the ring?" he asked.

The woman hesitated to speak. "We thought of using the ring to subdue the king of the dead and make him listen to our orders..." She paused, not knowing how to continue. "There is a real legend about the ring. A long time ago, a witch wanted to know who her soulmate was, so she created the ring. This allows one to be guided to their soulmate through the red thread. I think everyone already knows what the red thread is." Nervous, she looked around. Only Nightwing nodded, and that was enough for her to continue telling. "Well, the witch's red thread connected with a prince. Unfortunately for everyone, the prince was not happy that his soulmate was a witch. So he had her killed." The girl looked at her hands; that part of the story was sad. "The witch was angry, but still wanted her soulmate to accept her, so she rewrote the ring's original purpose. It was no longer something that united you with your soulmate, but now it was something that allowed you to subdue your soulmate... uh, this." She pointed to a book that was lying in a corner. "With another spell, in fact, it can be used to subdue anyone, even a king of the dead."

With the whole story already told, Red Robin asked: "So, what is the ring doing to Red Hood?"

"It's tracking his soulmate. I... didn't get to put the other spell on it. I could only activate the ring's primary function. Your brother will be fine."

That definitely changes things. Jason swore he could hear his heart beating. A soulmate, wow. He admits he's read many romance novels and maybe once dreamed of it, but for it to actually happen, wow.

Suddenly, the ring stopped blinking. Five seconds later, everyone saw a red thread shoot out from the ring's gem. It quickly moved in one direction, went through the wall, and kept going. The process was like a fishing rod when it catches a fish.

"Does this mean it already found its soulmate?" Red Robin asked. Astonished by the red thread, he tried to touch it but his hand went through it; apparently, the thread was intangible to anyone else.

"Yes," the cultist also seemed astonished.

Jason felt a look on him, turned, it was his brother. Oh no, not that look, he knew that smile; Dick would tease him so much in the coming days. For his part, Batman sighed in relief. Well, it wasn't such an extreme danger, but it was still dangerous. "Agent A, cancel the stretcher." He never imagined this would mean a soulmate case. "Oracle, don't cancel the call to Zatanna or Wonder Woman, we need to verify the information. We'll stay here until the police arrive."

How nice it would be if everything ended like that, right? With Dick joking with Jason, Tim analyzing the thread, Barbara laughing at the turn of events, Bruce relieved and Damian surprised. However, one must remember the story.

The witch changed the ring's original purpose. Unexpectedly, the thread began to retract, as if it had caught something. It did so so quickly that Jason grabbed his hand in pain. It was then that everyone had a bad feeling. The wall the thread had previously passed through suddenly exploded, the noise and dust alerting everyone, especially when once the chaos disappeared, something horrific could be seen.

An arm. A fucking arm. Apparently freshly torn from its owner. Oh, no. What did it do to his soulmate?

...

Somewhere else in the world, somewhere in the United States, Danny gasped in pain. What the hell? What was that? Ancients! Where is his arm?

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Note: Sorry, I don't know English, so please use a translator. I apologize if you don't get the idea.

Edited on 06/21/2024 - Note two: Thanks to redflagshipwriter, who continued this idea below. And to Sakuravalelp who made me laugh with the complement.

[tetraeartist]

About my AU from X4

when I played Megaman x4 I don't understand nothing about the story, the manga, the manuals and the wiki just raises more questions, like, why is a chip if you kill one the other dies? or why does Colonel act so dumb?

so I thought what if the General or the humans give Cain the task to create a replica of the new leader based on X, and he remember everything about Sigma going from being a leader of the Maverick hunter to trying to exterminate the humans (I mean they wanted a leader with X's capabilities and this resulted in a non-functioning reploid, making the decision to split into two bodies in the original)

but instead of making him an adult he made him small, so he needs to learn about war and the consequences of being a leader, which the General and the Repliforse want.

Iris in the process becomes a leader who doesn't want to fight but is forced to do so not by her but for her brother, because if not the chip could kill them both.

she is more pessimistic and close to her brother, this may explain why she also wanted to live in a world where only reploids can live, because it would be the humans who would determine what she had to do and being her fight at zero more tragic.

he calls him "Master X" because Cain refers to him as a hero who defeated Sigma 3 times, so he admires X a lot

[seaborguy]

I sat down to draw! HOORAY!!

I also realized that I’m too afraid to repeat someone”^^(THOUGH I OFTEN COPY EVERYONE BECAUSE OF MY BAD QUALITIES)

I’m trying to correct the drawing so that it doesn’t look like someone else’s, I immediately find a completely different drawing... where they can catch me for stealing the style of drawing eyes.

It’s especially scary when you deliberately copy someone else’s work in order to... copy (for yourself, of course). But it feels like my deceased relatives are looking at me with disgust from heaven.

I’m an excellent student at my art school (from the village... it’s unlikely to be of super high quality), but I’m not really afraid of judgment there. Otherwise, everything is on the Internet, where there are commentators who can disgrace you on the entire Internet.

I was once condemned for copying a picture.

Maybe thait sll just stupid paranoia.

(хочу записаться на дополнительные уроки английского языка, ведь он становиться нужным..)

[littlesistersti]

Tried a different approach to colouring him via sepia and sorta old newspaper. Colorless against his backdrop.

𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼 ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 𓆉 𓆝 𓆡⋆.˚ 𓇼

Speech bubble 💬 transcribed and translated: Você quer ver? É esplêndido, eu prometo. Venha, um pouco mais! = Do you want to see it? It's splendid, I promise. Come on, a bit more!

Pretty sure I meant it to say, “Do you want to see? I promise it’s splendid (or some other adjective). Come on, a little further.”

⛰️ 🪶 ⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖

Art by Himaruya obviously, but it’s from the manga this time!

https://www.tumblr.com/hetascanlations/685296012116508672/hetalia-world-stars-chapter-428-original?source=share

(So now it works?)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

BG: Photo by Daniel Burka on Unsplash

Hat: Photo by Nick Karvounison Unsplash

Feather from ibis paint x.

Hetalia World ☆ Stars - Chapter 428 Original Translation: spaghettifelice // donamoeba Scanlation: donamoeba // loaf // jammerlea

[nenoname]

mr "i'm the fittest and healthiest 60 y/o you've ever seen" constantly using the same "i'm old!!" excuse

[lui-the-cute-snek]

Quit your job, join our toxic yuri polycule

a bit inpired by this post because it opened my eyes to the shipping possibilities

also here's a close up of them

[technically-human]

Partner is a difficult word to translate

[acracana]

In Silver’s bday vignette he says that he doesn’t wash his face/wear makeup often and the other Diasomnia students say that they’re jealous since he doesn’t have to try to look good because he just does naturally

Bro starts sparkling when he finally combs his hair 😭. If he was real being near him would piss me off. He literally does absolutely nothing besides fix his bed head and light descends upon him like he’s god’s favorite creation

If he actually started giving a shit about his appearance he’d have too much power. They had to nerf him by making him too sleepy to ever give af

[peanutheaddd]

i havent known a day of peace since i started hyperfixing over them dawg

[zuulosdovah]

I think it's very cute that Kay and Edgeworth have very similar thinking poses

and i have a new favourite little guy

[666deaddash999]

I made pictures. His so silly 🤣

IdeaDpxDc— Caveman

Note: Sorry, I don't know English, so please use a translator. I apologize if you don't get the idea.

No Jason, you can't bring a caveman into the modern era. •Dead On Main. •Caveman Danny (with the design that appeared in the graphic novel, but in a more adult form)

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It began with an explosion, and then, just before losing consciousness, Jason noticed how time seemed to slow down. But what really caught his attention was the green vortex forming in front of them. He couldn't help but think that its color was eerily similar to the waters of Lazarus.

What a shitty day.

Jason cursed; this was not how he had planned to spend his weekend. In his mind, he had a very different image: maybe a quiet night patrolling the city, or even some downtime, something he rarely allowed himself. But no, instead, here he was, dealing with a sharp pain that pierced his skull. "Damn it, my head!" Jason put a hand to his forehead, closing his eyes tightly. He didn't need this now.

He just felt bad, unable to identify a specific cause beyond the discomfort throughout his body. "Finally awake," he heard someone say. Silence. For a few seconds, he didn't recognize who was speaking. He blinked several times, trying to focus his vision. The figure in the corner began to take shape, and he finally recognized Robin.

But he looked bad. Unease settled in Jason's heart; no, this wasn't how his brother usually looked. Damian wasn't wearing his mask, his Robin costume was in a deplorable state: torn and covered in dust. Damian's expression also worried Jason; the possibilities of what could have happened during his unconsciousness churned his stomach. "What happened?" he asked, trying to get up without success.

No answer. Damian seemed to be searching for the right words to explain the situation; his mouth opened several times without making any sound until he finally said, "I don't know."

His hands were trembling uncontrollably. Jason didn't like his younger brother's state at all; he looked so small and fragile, the usually indomitable attitude of Damian was no longer present. What the hell happened?

That's when he noticed his surroundings. Looking around, he saw walls of rough, rugged bark that curved upwards, forming a natural ceiling. Light barely penetrated through the irregular contours of the wood. The ground was covered with dry leaves and pieces of detached bark, crunching underfoot. Small cracks in the walls let in cold drafts, making Jason's muscles feel tense and stiff, as if they were about to freeze.

"Are we inside a tree?" he concluded, while with visible effort, Jason began to move his body, sitting up from his lying position. Now sitting, he noticed two things.

First, Dick was unconscious beside him, and second, both he and his brother were covered with cloaks. He turned his head and saw Damian, who was unsuccessfully trying to hide his shivers. How long had the boy been enduring the freezing cold? Jason cursed internally, the frustration of not having done anything irritated him. He looked back at the cloaks: one seemed to belong to Robin and the other to... wait, where was Tim?

"Yes," Damian replied. Then, as if he had guessed Jason's thought, he added, "Drake went to find food. We've been in this place for three days."

Well, that answered his questions about the replacement's whereabouts, but it opened a new one related to where they were. "This place? Where?" he asked, ignoring the feeling of heaviness and numbness in his entire body, deciding to get up and go to Damian. Now awake, he preferred the boy to be wrapped in the cloak rather than himself.

Damian, sitting near the entrance of the hollow tree, looked directly at Jason. His response undoubtedly surprised him. "In the past." Just then, the roar of a beast was heard, perhaps warning what would come next for the brothers.

Welcome to the Mesozoic era.

...

Something had invaded the sauropod territory.

Somewhere within the dense forest of conifers and redwoods, a figure moved nimbly through the shadows. His steps were light, almost imperceptible on the ground covered with stones and fallen leaves. His eyes, accustomed to the dimness of the forest, watched intently every movement around him. This was not his first rodeo in the prehistoric territories, and he knew well how to avoid the most dangerous beasts.

The figure, a young man with dark hair and bright eyes, paused for a moment to listen to the distant roar of an unknown beast. He growled, recognizing the signs of a territorial battle resonating in his ears. Better not get too close. He had lived long enough there to understand the brutal developments of survival.

Suddenly, the crunch of some twigs was heard a few meters away from him. This sound would be imperceptible to a normal human, but this young man was not an ordinary human. He tightened his grip on his spear, evaluating the situation. Although whatever was there didn't seem to be an immediate danger, it was better to retreat cautiously and observe. To avoid being discovered, he quickly and stealthily climbed one of the many trees in the area. Once positioned on one of the highest branches with a good view, he became invisible.

What he saw puzzled him. The surprise left him breathless, unable to react immediately. Down there was a being similar to him, with two arms, two legs, no spikes or shells. It was a... a... he didn't know what to call it. He rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn't a hallucination; he had had a few of those before when fatigue had overtaken him, but no, that being was still down there, walking.

Suddenly, the being looked up. His slight movements had caused a leaf to fall, probably catching the being's attention. To avoid being discovered, he remained completely still and silent, not knowing how to react but not wanting to scare the being. The being found nothing unusual and continued walking.

He sighed in relief. This was strange. He decided he wanted to find out more, so with smooth and careful movements, he slipped as the being advanced. He followed in complete silence, ready to learn.

...

Tim didn't have much luck fishing. The nearby river, though promising, proved less appealing due to a gigantic sarcosuchus that tried to devour him. After dodging its swift bite, he understood it was better to return to the shelter with the few fish he had managed to catch. He left the area and ventured into the forest. As he moved through the underbrush, his thoughts were focused on the critical situation of his brothers and the need to find something, anything, that could help them stay strong.

It was good they had landed here with their other identities since they had the necessary equipment to defend themselves against the dangers of this era. Their weapons and tools, designed to face criminals in the streets of Gotham, were now their best defense against prehistoric creatures.

He sighed, looking up as the wind shook some leaves from the trees. Unfortunately, not everything had been good. He and Robin had been the first to wake up, but instead of having a pleasant chat, they had to fight off predators that saw them as a tasty prey. Jason and Dick were still unconscious, and it was hard to fight while having to protect someone. In the process, Damian's foot got sprained, but they managed to escape and find an acceptable shelter. The hollow tree wasn't the best refuge, but at least they could hide there.

However, they couldn't stay there forever. If they didn't find a way back to Gotham, their defense resources would run out, and they would die. They couldn't ask for help either because it would be millions of years before anyone from the League was born. Dejected, he sighed again.

Finally, he reached the improvised shelter inside the hollow tree. Upon entering, he was pleasantly surprised to find Jason and Damian arguing. Unfortunately, Dick was still unconscious but covered with a cape to keep warm.

"Stop it, Todd! I won't wear the cape!" Damian shouted, pushing his older brother who was on top of him. "I don't need it!"

"What are you talking about, brat? You're shivering!" Jason replied, insisting on putting the cape over Damian.

"I'm not the one who needs it," Damian retorted, pushing the cape away again. "Grayson's worse off, and you also need to protect yourself from the cold. I can handle it."

Jason frowned, clearly frustrated. "Don't be stubborn! We're already in enough danger without you getting sick on top of it."

Damian crossed his arms and looked at him defiantly. "I won't get sick. And don't underestimate me, Todd."

Tim, who had been watching silently, laughed at seeing Jason narrow his eyes right before he pounced on Damian and wrapped him with the cape. Damian, of course, shouted, giving the image of an angry kitten, which made Tim laugh even more. This scenario was just what he needed to relax amid all the stressful environment. His laughter caught their attention.

"I'm glad you're awake, Jason," Tim said, smiling. Then, showing the fish he had caught, he added, "I had some setbacks, but I got some food."

"Get off me right now, Todd!" Damian ignored Tim's arrival and focused on insulting his older brother, who was sitting on top of him.

"I don't think so, demon," Jason teased. "Not until you agree to wear the cape." Then, he turned his gaze to Tim, waved a hand in greeting, and added, "Damian already gave me the bad news. Do you have any plan to get back?"

"Unfortunately, no," Tim replied, ignoring Damian's complaints. "Just the basics: find a better shelter, build weapons, and make sure we don't become dinosaur food."

"Dinosaur food, huh? Are we really in prehistoric times?" Jason asked with an incredulous laugh.

"Go outside and find out if you don't believe us," Tim said as he set the fish aside. Then he sat down, leaning his back against the tree bark, and rested. "Don't blame me if one devours you."

Jason let out a laugh, but his eyes showed concern. "Alright, I believe you. I guess now we're survivors in the age of dinosaurs."

Tim nodded, his eyes closing for a moment as he tried to regain his strength. "Exactly. We have to be smart and work together if we want to get out of this."

Damian, still trapped under Jason's weight, tried to get up once more but finally gave in. "Alright, I'll wear the cape. Now get off me, Todd."

Jason smiled victoriously and stood up, allowing Damian to get up. "I knew you'd see reason."

Tim watched the interaction with a mix of amusement and exhaustion. "We need to divide our tasks. Jason, make a fire. We need to cook the fish and warm up. Damian, your foot needs rest, but you could help prepare the camp and take care of Dick. I'll check what else we can use from our equipment."

"Sounds like a plan," Jason said, while Damian nodded reluctantly. With slight annoyance, Jason asked, looking at the youngest brother, "Why didn't you tell me your foot was injured?"

"Irrelevant information," was all Damian said. Then, he got up and, hopping on one foot, approached Dick. "What are you waiting for? Let's not waste time and work." Despite his words, concern was evident in his voice.

Jason shook his head with a smile. Just as he was about to leave the hollow tree, he heard a warning from Tim: "Don't stray too far from the camp," and then he threw him a belt with his weapons.

Jason caught it easily, just as he heard a "Be careful, Todd," from his little brother. He wished he had a recorder right now, he thought with a smile.

...

He followed the being to a hollow tree, moving stealthily among the high branches to avoid detection. His eyes shone with a mixture of curiosity and distrust, watching closely as the being entered the tree. Although he didn't approach, from his position, he could clearly hear the being's vocalizations, apparently communicating with others of its kind. It was fascinating; although incapable of complex thoughts, he felt a deep awe for these creatures similar to him.

Suddenly, the chatter seemed to end, and another, different being emerged from the tree. This time, his reaction was completely different. With the first being, he had only felt a slight interest due to their similarity; after all, he had been living there for a long time and had seen fierce and friendly creatures, but none with his same characteristics. However, upon seeing this new being, a strange feeling awakened in him, like a powerful attraction guiding him to approach.

He purred, his eyes dilating; he was interested in making this new being his own. It felt like that time he had to fight a flock of birds for a fruit. This being felt like that same fruit. It was strange because this new being clearly was not a fruit, but the desire to have it was the same.

It is well known that humans react in various ways when they fall in love; however, they all release the same chemicals in the brain. With this new and unknown feeling, he decided to follow the new being, completely seduced by it.

...

The outside looked like it was straight out of Jurassic World, but without the modern facilities or buildings. Jason whistled; he never imagined he would be inside a movie, although this whole situation was more than that, it was a serious matter that he had to take seriously. Enough looking around, it was time to take care of the campfire.

He needed wood, stones, and some dry leaves as fuel. Although he was far in the past, he had to be careful not to accidentally burn any plant that could produce toxic smoke. He didn't want to get sick or make his brothers sick.

To get these materials, he ventured into the forest. Tim had said not to wander too far, but he needed to get rid of a certain annoyance that was bothering him. He felt it the moment he left the makeshift shelter. There was something in the forest, but he didn't want to alert his brothers; they were already tired enough and didn't need to stress about something dangerous.

He stopped in his tracks. "Enough games, come out," he said as he held his weapon without aiming. Whatever was behind him was probably just some animal, which was dangerous considering he was somewhere in the Mesozoic era.

A growl emerged from the forest. He turned his body, and what he saw amazed and frightened him. They were dinosaurs, real dinosaurs, real dinosaurs that wanted to devour him. Oh no.

Three dinosaurs, similar to those in the Jurassic World movie, where Owen stops and controls three velociraptors by raising his hands in front of him. That scene was truly amazing. Too bad Jason couldn't replicate it, mainly because these velociraptors (he knows they're not actually velociraptors, because real velociraptors are smaller and the movie was wrong in that sense, but he doesn't really know what to call them) didn't see him as a leader, but as prey.

"This is incredible," he murmured to himself, watching as one of them, the one in the center and probably the leader, snapped at the air. "It's okay, calm down, friend. You wouldn't want to eat this," he warned as he repeated the same scene from the movie, but with a weapon in hand, just in case.

In response, they just kept growling.

"Come on, there's no need for this to end badly. I just want to find wood and go back home," he continued, maintaining eye contact with the leader of the velociraptors, looking for some sign of understanding in its reptilian eyes.

Unfortunately, there was nothing, just a hungry look. It was clear that the lizard didn't see him in a good light.

Suddenly, the leader jumped, and Jason was ready to shoot, but before he could do so, a spear pierced the raptor's neck in mid-air. The reptile crashed into a tree with the spear stuck in its neck and well buried in the wood. It seemed to have been thrown with great force. The animal writhed, trying to free itself, but that only hastened its death. Blood trickled down its neck and fell to the ground, dripping slowly and sending a signal to the other reptiles.

Everyone in the scene turned their gaze to the sound of a much more dangerous growl. There, on one of the branches of another tree, was a... human?

Were there humans in this era?

Jason saw him. He was an adult man, tall, with scars, and surprisingly handsome. He was wearing gray skin wrapped around his body, without any elaborate tailoring. The man jumped and approached them growling, but Jason noticed that he was actually growling at the duo of remaining velociraptors. Up close, Jason could see that the man defied any historical record about cavemen and beauty. He had defined muscles, but not exaggerated ones; his hair was a mess, but he looked adorable; the scars added a type of wild beauty, although for the man they were probably just a reminder of his difficult lifestyle.

Oh, my. Jason fell in love. He fell in love with a man who made two frightened beasts run away with his roar. "I didn't know I was so needy," he thought quietly.

He absolutely couldn't let his brothers find out about that feeling. He wouldn't survive the teasing.

Now, in peace and being only the two of them, the man stayed on all fours, standing on his hands and feet, and looked at Jason. Jason looked back at him. "Uh... thanks?" he thanked unsure if the man could understand him. The man, in response, just tilted his head, as if to say, "I don't understand." Oww, even that was adorable.

He shook his head, enough.

The man moved around Jason on his hands and feet until he reached where his spear was, but he didn't take it. Instead, he just looked at Jason. To Jason's eyes, the man didn't seem dangerous, but rather shy. It sort of made sense, considering he was seeing another human for the first time.

With that thought, Jason decided to ask, "Do you understand my language?" as he put away the weapon and pointed to himself with his finger. The man didn't respond. "I guess not," he added with a smile. "I'll have to find a way to learn your language."

Afterward, the man began to scratch the ground with his hand, trying to dig. Jason, curious, approached, and it was then that the man offered him a stone. Jason blinked, realizing that, on his way there, he had touched and looked at some stones for the campfire but hadn't picked any up.

"Well, this makes my search easier. Thank you," he said, grabbing the stone. He knew this man didn't understand his language, but that wasn't a reason to be rude. The man, for his part, gave the most dazzling smile Jason had ever seen. "Oh, well, we have to find a way to communicate," he said looking away. Why was his heart beating so fast?

The man purred happily.

"Wait, did you just purr?" Jason looked back at the man when he heard the typical sound of cats. He approached to listen more closely. "You're really purring," he declared perplexed, since humans don't purr.

When he reached out his hand towards the man's chest, he backed up a bit but didn't stop purring. He even had the attitude of a cat, Jason thought as he apologized and was about to withdraw his hand. But before he could do so, the man stretched out his hand. Both hands touched, then they opened their palms and stretched their fingers. This whole scene reminded Jason of the Disney movie, Tarzan, when Jane and Tarzan meet.

Jason opened his eyes in surprise. Does that mean he's Jane? And that he's going to be with this cute man? He looked at the man, whose expressive gaze lit up as he watched their hands. Jason could see that the man's blue eyes truly rivaled the stars. Oh, Jason fell so deep.

"Uh... I'm Jason," he pointed to himself with the other hand, not separating his palm from the man's. The man tilted his head again, emitting this time some small growls that translated his lack of understanding. Jason laughed. "Well, I guess for now you won't be able to tell me your name, little star."

Little star, because that would be his name for now, looked at him without understanding, and Jason laughed even harder.

...

"Todd, what does this mean?" demanded Damian, looking at the new guest behind his brother.

"It's Little Star, I met him in the forest. He's going to help us survive," Jason replied, stepping aside so everyone could see the man. "Come, look, he even brought you a gift."

Little Star smiled as he showed the corpse of a velociraptor, whose neck was still bleeding, and the spear in the man's back had not yet been cleaned, meaning he killed it with that. Damian looked horrified. At his reaction, Little Star looked worriedly at Jason as he made some vocal sounds that resembled growls and whines.

Jason patted his shoulder laughing. "Relax, he likes you." Then he added, "I already have the materials for the campfire, it'll be ready in about five minutes." And he left the makeshift shelter with Little Star behind him.

"Since when does he speak caveman?" Tim asked, puzzled.

"Todd's intelligence is finally paying off," Damian replied sarcastically.

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Note: Sorry, I don't know English, so please use a translator. I apologize if you don't get the idea.

[skellyjingles]

secret love songs

based on the bunnydoll music duo AU by brushteethjaxx on twitter

(KR translation under the cut)

[niamhthefae]

just gonna leave this here for anybody who wants it

free copies of:

the bonnie and clyde proshot

hadestown

the great gatsby(jeremy jordan)

dear evan hansen

jekyll and hyde

ride the cyclone

enjoy!

[lilybug-02]

Fear both ways.

Bug Fact: Approximately 1-3% of all known insects and arachnids are actually harmful to humans, our plants, and our animals.

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I animated two different versions. I wasn't able to import the first one (left) correctly because I animated it on Rough Animator, so I just decided to animate it again on Procreate (right). It turned out much easier to do the second time.

[johnnyshrine]

★ 059 // “BORN TO SPIN” (Reference below the cut!)

[restructuralcommittee]

REUNION IS COMING!!!

BREAKING NEWS: A NEW NO. 6 NOVEL SERIES CALLED "NO.6再会", OR "NO. 6 REUNION" HAS JUST BEEN ANNOUNCED.

YES! Reunion is finally coming! Congratulations to Nezumi, to Shion, to Asano Atsuko, and above all, to the No. 6 fandom for our patience and our faith!

The novel series has an amazon page: [LINK] Toi8 has also confirmed that they drew the official cover [LINK] Read a translation of the Amazon page by jaywishings here: [LINK]

In Asano-san's words: After fourteen years, I present to you once more: No. 6.