#It's not adoption papers btw

[thevoidstaredback]

How To Balance Your Daytime and Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You Already Have

It had been a long few minutes since he'd opened the door and there were a lot of questions running through Dick's head. Most pressing of which was how this kid seems to have information he should not have.

"How did you..?" he asked, but the words wouldn't leave completely. There's so much he wants to know, so much he wants to ask.

"How do I what?" Danny tilted his head like the child he seems to be is.

"How do you know?" Dick knows he sounds weak. There's no hiding that, but there are a lot of implications in what the kid has said so far and none of it is painting a very happy picture for him.

"Oh!" Danny had the audacity to smile, "You want to know how I know you moonlight as a vigilante!" And of course he knows. Dick knows he knows, but he'd held a little bit of hope that the child Danny was mistaken. Danny's smile softened a bit as he explained, "Your hair and voice match up in both jobs almost perfectly. Not to mention your build and how you hold yourself. There's also the matter of your overall vibes, but that's not something living beings can normally pick up on." Excuse him? "Well, not living humans, at least, so no worries on that end!"

"Excuse me?" Dick was fairly sure his heart just stopped beating for a moment there.

"Anyway, I was a hero back home for a while, too. I know what it's like to have to walk the tightrope between maintaining a civilian cover and a hero persona. I know how it feels to have to keep secrets from everyone because anyone who knows will be in danger." he rambled, Though, admittedly, our circumstances are quite different. I was working as a hero all hours of the day as well as going to school. You only have to worry about properly balancing between day and night jobs. Either way, me having more to bounce between just makes me al the more qualified to help you!"

Oh. Oh he did not like that. He didn't like a single thing that just came out of the kid's mouth. Because that's what he is, a kid. "Are you...Are you alright?"

"Not in the slightest," Danny admitted with an even smaller smile. Then, it brightened, not quite to a grin, but to something similar, "But I'm here to make sure you are."

He gets points for being honest, but Dick felt his heart shatter. He knew for a fact that he'd never worked with this kid before. He also knew that the Justice League didn't know about him. If they did, he would've been picked up and dropped with either the Young Justice team or the Titans.

Dick wasn't going to ask why he became a hero because that's not his place. It's more of a 'third mission with the team' kind of questions, anyway. Most of the heroes didn't have many options when they took up the mantle. Asking what Danny can do is a more appropriate question, but he wasn't going to ask that, either.

"Now that that's out of the way," Danny turned a few pages from the table of contents to another one that was topped with 'Why Sleep Scheduling Is Important' in the blue glitter pen that Dick was starting to suspect he favored. "You're not getting enough sleep. Following you around - no one's been able to find me for a while, so don't worry about that - for the last two weeks has given me some really worrisome information on you."

Dick was worrying. He was worrying a lot and even more questions were coming to the forefront of his mind.

"Your dayjob is as an officer on the Bludhaven Police Force, or BPD for short." He was looking over the page he'd turned to very aptly and Dick realized that the kid had notes written on him. "The average hours per week for police across the country is forty hours. Gotham and Bludhaven are the exceptions. As a member of the BPD, you work a solid two days and two hours. Six nights a week, you work as Nightwing from eight in the evening to three in the morning. The last day, you take off, which is good. No deserable pattern, so good on you for that. Regardless, that's seven hour nights and ten hour days, with one day off and one day on call as an officer. Seven hours are now left in your day for personal time, eating, and sleeping. That's not a healthy way to live."

Oh, god, the kid had honest to god notes on him! What the hell!

Danny didn't even skip a beat as he pulled Dick's attention back to him and his binder. "I've drawn up a schedule for you to follow." The back of the page had a meticulously drawn schedule, complete with blocks of time to eat, sleep, work both jobs, travel, personal time, and still have a bit extra left over. It was titled 'Ideal End Result' in green marker. "Drastic changes right away will only affect you negatively, so we're starting off smaller." The next page over had another schedule titled 'Where To Begin'. "I've only pulled one hour from your Nightwing hours because I know important that time is to you and the city. I am, however, going to be having you submit an appeal to your boss to cut back your hours from fifty a week to forty a week. That way, you'll only be working eight hours a day and not ten. You'll still be on call for one day, and you'll have that last day off. Altogether, you'll be going be going from working seventeen hours a day to fourteen hours a day. Nine in the morning to five in the afternoon, and eight in the evening to two in the morning. Not including breaks at work or travel time. It opens up a few more hours for you to sleep!"

"You really think the chief is going to pull back my hours?" Dick raised an eyebrow in question.

"He will if he knows what's good for him."

"You know I can arrest you for that threat, right?"

"Yeah, but you won't." And, damn it, he's right.

Although, there was now another thing he had to know. "How to you plan on enforcing this schedule of yours?"

Danny seemed to have been waiting for this. He got a gleam in his eye as he pulled a black folder from his bag, not breaking eye contact with Dick. He placed it on the table and pushed it across. "Congratulations, it's a boy."

Part 1 Part 3

[solvicrafts]

So, here's something I just thought of:

Should I make the adoption certificates for my drow dolls in the actual drow language (in either or both font & words?) or entirely in English/Common?

[marinerainbow]

A while ago, when I got into the NiGHTS fandom, I offered my own take on Selph- or as I called them, Mirrage. However, that was while I was still new to posting about my own headcannons, storytelling and character design (not that I'm an expert now). Looking back, I don't like how I made the post or described Mirrage's design too much. So here is my reprised post about;

Selph Mirrage the Forgotten

Story

As we all know, Wizeman was not from the world of dreams. A human with an evil heart trapped in a world where creation is life, it was only inevitable what he'd choose to do. However, as a human who didn't hold any one of the ideya, Wizeman needed to find a way to gain more power. Enough to overthrow the guardians and the firsts and create his own empire. The only thing he could do was to use his own black heart to create a whole new entity. One that would obey his command alone, and could deliver him the essence of the people of the night dimension.

That was the cycle that Mirrage was born. The first false nightmaren.

Mirrage was as cunning and cruel as Wizeman himself was. Perhaps even more so. Being created from greed for power and an insatiable lust, the porcelain nightmaren used their power of reflection and their various abilities to destroy all that were obstacles in their masters path. They had to start little by little, feasting on little pixies and beasts before they were strong enough to destroy a guardian. Every defeat, they would give Wizeman the essence of the fallen, and he would grow more unrecognizable and twisted. Though it never seemed to bother Mirrage, and they continued to do as they were told. Until, one fateful cycle, Wizeman became the tyrant we all know, and was able to take control of half of the night dimension; Nightmare.

Mirrage was meant to be his right and left hand. His sword and shield. When Wizeman took the throne, he made Mirrage his second in command, and even general to his growing army, giving Mirrage the luxury of a true first-class nightmaren. Though not out of respect. He knew Mirrage had to have the same desires he held, being born from his own heart. So this was meant to placate the mirror 'maren, until he could find a way to either break Mirrage down or destroy them.

His suspicions were correct, as Mirrage had never been truly loyal to the tyrant. Not even at the beginning. Every celestial and lunar they killed, they took some of the guardians' power for themselves, which prompted them to believe that not only Wizeman wasn't as powerful as he thought, but they could overthrow him themselves and take what they believed was rightfully theirs. After so long of playing the thankless servant, they were ready to face their creator.

However, they had vastly underestimated Wizeman. Not only had he beat them down, but he had prepared their prison for them by now, too; trapping them in the very mirror labyrinth they had created to lure in and confuse their victims- visitor and dream being alike. Stripped of their status and slowly being forgotten in the night dimension, Wizeman believed that Mirrage would never be an issue for him again... Though there was one thing that Mirrage never told him about their little nightmare.

They had found a way to connect their labyrinth with the reflection realm. They were able to travel throughout all of the night dimension, but only through looking glasses, bodies of water, polished metal, and anything else that held a reflective surface. They were not a part of Nightmare or Nightopia; they could only peer into the world that they once called their land, watching time and people pass by and experience everything they took for granted. While they were cursed to only watch.

And all it did was fuel their rage and vendetta against their prisoner. The cycle that they break free will be the cycle that everyone will be reminded of why they are the greatest nightmare to have ever lived.

Character Design

Mirrages appearance hasn't changed much. This is more or less redoing their suit, as well as a few touches.

Starting with their natural appearance, Mirrage is a nightmaren made out of porcelain and is as white as snow. If you touch them, they feel cool and smooth like a doll. However, their body and 'skin' move like they were made of flesh and blood; there are no visible joints connecting their limbs together. When hit, they crack and can even shatter, though they can always magically repair themselves. They're tall, around 7'9 to be exact, and have a very slim and androgynous body type. Though they can change it if so desired. I'm debating whether they have claws, or finger armor like the picture beneath. Maybe both?

Their eyes are rather unique. At least compared to the other nightmaren we've seen. They have a sapphire blue sclera and a bright yellow iris, and the white pupils are in the shape of a four pointed star. They painted their bottom lip gold and they have cat eye lashes, but that's the extent of their makeup on a normal day. They also do not possess a nose or ears like the other nightmaren, but could easily form themselves those features if desired.

Their cowl/horns extend outwardly and down the sides of their head and curve inward, as if framing their face like a mirrorframe. The cowl is midnight blue, with bright yellow stripes going down the horns and silver borders on both sides of all the stripes. I'm considering maybe a silver fleur swirl design within the yellow and connecting to the silver borders as well, though I'm not sure yet. Also, they have golden caps at the tips of their horns with tear drop shaped jewels attached, acting somewhat like earrings. What color they are, I'm currently debating with my friend Marshmallow. I'll be sure to touch up on this post later.

Their outfit I struggled the most with. I'm not the best at designing clothes, but I think I got it. I took inspiration from Balan from Balan Wonderworld and Jareth from Labyrinth. They have a seamless full body suit that is a sparkling midnight blue, with a lacey ivory cravat and frilled cuffs and chained golden buttons lining the breast. The legs of the body suit turn black in an ombre effect and connect to their sharp, black high heels with silver bottoms. The suit tail is a cut in a sharp V shape and reaches down to just a few inches below the knee. And pinned to their cravat is an oval shaped brooch with the same jewel their cowl jewelery is made of. Again, I'll come back to this later.

And finally, their voice. They technically can have any voice they want and can mimic anybody perfectly. However, they have two true voices that they like to switch between at a whim. Their feminine voice claim is Bayonetta from the game by the same name, and their masculine voice claim is the eel from Padak.

Tid-Bits

Their insides are an inky, coagulated mess. If you can strike hard enough, the black goo will drip out of the crevices. You can see a hint to what lies beneath when they open their mouth; it looks just like a black mamba, aside from their perfectly pearly white fangs- that are also porcelain.

They do have a staff. It was taken from them when they were banished, but they'll be able to summon it again once they are free. It is a gold and blue striped staff with a crystal ball balanced within a bejeweled golden hoop at the top. They can extend it long enough to walk with it, or shorten it to the length of a scepter.

Although while they're peering into the night dimension they can't touch anything, they still hold some power in their nightmare realm. If you meet them in the labyrinth, you'll find that their reflection could touch or grab yours, or any other object with you, without physically making contact.

Mirrage is a manipulative silver tongued snake, using whatever trick up their sleeve to gain the upper hand. They'll strike deals, make false promises, intimidate, anything. And they'll find a way to use your own words against you, so you better watch what you say around them.

Being created from a human heart, Mirrage is not a stranger to human desires. Not just for materialistic things, but even companionship. You could use this against them, but only if you plan your cards right. As a trickster, they can recognize a poorly thought out ploy attempting to be played on them, but they did also fail to overthrow Wizeman. Remember that. Just don't remind them that.

Being able to travel mostly unnoticed throughout the night dimension, they know many many secrets. I wouldn't recommend making your confessions near a lake or in front of your vanity if you wish for them to be unheard.

As you might have guessed, they use they/them pronouns and can easily change their appearance if they want to look more feminine or masculine. They don't know the meaning of 'cisgender'. They are whatever they like to be.

Since they aided Wizeman in the genocide of the guardians, that makes them and my OC Prism comnected... I may or may not be planning something with this.

Mirrage both respects and envies NiGHTS. They rebelled while still keeping their freedom. And Mirrage knows that that courage ideya shard must have something to do with NiGHTS turning on Wizeman. They think it might even save them from their prison. The trick however, is luring the little rapscallion into their realm in the first place.

When Wizeman finally falls and Reala takes the throne, Mirrage will present themselves to him, offering to help him become a better ruler in exchange for their status back... Though I'm certain we all know what they must be really planning by now.

Jackle... Is rather entertaining. They sometimes find their way to his guillotine and watch him do whatever he's doing at that moment. As far as they know, the failed first level has no idea about their existence.

The name Mirrage is a pun; combining the word mirror and mirage together to point to their character.

And that's my take two on Selph/Mirrage!! I hope you guys like my take ^^

[doctor-disc0]

You know I'm only like. Halfway through the Way of Kings, but by the gods somebody get Kaladin some therapy please

[the-last-butter]

PLEASE ramble about Xinyan, Beidou, and Kazuha I’m begging you I’m kissing your ring

OKAY HERE I GO!!!

Most of these are self-indulgent while some have some canon backing but regardless, enjoy the brain worms!!'

Spoilers for Summer Fantasia!

Beidou taught Xinyan how to wield a claymore. (Their normal attack pattern is the same except for Beidou's last kick) *

Beidou took Xinyan in because she sees parts of her younger self in Xinyan. *

Beidou is the tallest among the three, followed by Xinyan and then Kazuha. Secretly, Beidou's a bit worried that Xinyan might grow taller than her when her final growth spurt hits (because it'd mean she wouldn't be able to noogie Xinyan as easily.)

Beidou fully expects Kazuha to simply up and leave the Crux sometime soon to see the world (check her voice lines) but Kazuha has unconsciously made it his home/safe place and will find his way back to the Alcor no matter how far he travels. (At the end of his domain, Kazuha's childhood table and bonsai were aboard the Alcor.) So, need to worry about him leaving anytime soon, Beidou!

Kazuha and Xinyan have accidentally more or less become Beidou's protégées but she knows that the two of them have their own passions to follow and wish to see the world so has no plans of coaxing them into that role and making them stay with the crux. However, whether it be at the end of a tiring day or a long journey the both of them are welcomed back aboard the Alcor. Beidou hopes that the Alcor (and her) is the one place they can come back to without hesitation.

Beidou isn't a eyepatch collecter like a certain other captain but she has a very special one that she holds dear. It looks similar to her regular ones but has flames embroidered on it at the part where the string attaches. Xinyan had sewed it back up when it tore while battling a sea foe and Beidou's kept it in her collection of personal treasures ever since.

When Xinyan was younger and still lived with her parents, she used to run aboard Beidou's ship if she could when things got too much or she didn't have the energy to smile at her problems. There, she either seamlessly started working with the crew to take her mind off things or sang to a small bunch of sailors. Whenever Beidou noticed the tiredness in her eyes despite her peppy voice she used to drop everything she was doing and sit beside Xinyan to hear her sing. Even though Beidou didn't understand her music, she used to pay close attention to the lyrics and give her input according, even telling Xinyan stories from her voyages, hoping that they'd inspire her to write more songs.

It's not very often, but now and then when Kazuha feels particularly melancholic, he requests Beidou to spar with him, both to keep his blade sharp and because the electro that buzzes throughout reminds him of his homeland and dear friend.

Both Kazuha and Xinyan have accidentally called Beidou mom at least once.

Beidou and Xinyan once dragged Kazuha to one of Beidou's after-voyage parties at the Wanmin restaurant, though he enjoyed the meal he almost teared up red faced because of how spicy the two ladies liked their dishes. Now, every so often he takes his food just a bit spicier in hopes of developing his palate.

On voyages, Kazuha spends most of his time in the Crow's nest reading the winds or places where there is just the right amount of sun and shade. Xinyan on the other hand, spends her time on the deck chatting, singing or doing the heavy lifting. Beidou makes sure to check on the both of them for time to time and gives them a light-hearted yet stern sounding talk if they slack off too much.

It was just Xinyan before, but at one point even Kazuha became aware of just how often Beidou goes up the Jade chamber for "Just a game of chess" despite publicly hating on the Tianquan. Now the two of them will gang up to tease her about it.

When Kazuha saw Ningguang in person for the first time he genuinely wondered if how similar they looked had something to do with Beidou taking him in so readily.

Many a time the Millilth have tried to escort Kazuha back to the port thinking he was just a tourist under the Crux's protection who had accidentally wandered too far out in the desolate parts of Liyue. Beidou had to put up a notice with Kazuha's face reading "IF LOST DO NOT RETURN HIM TO BEIDOU!!! HE CAN MAKE HIS WAY BACK JUST FINE"

Being trained by none other than Beidou, Xinyan is very VERY strong physically. Beidou has asked her to take part in the crux clash repeatedly in order to humble some contestants but Xinyan always flusters and says that it's not really her area of expertise.

On their impromptu inspiration tour, Xinyan and Kazuha run into Tartaglia on Dragonspine. Xinyan's happiness is unbound after meeting dear Red after so long and asks Tart to tell her stories from his travels while they rest around a brazier, to which he obliges. Tartaglia (on Big Brother mode) offers to "rough that guy Kazuha up a bit just in case" to which Xinyan declines.

While song-writing together, Xinyan recalls all the Fisherman shanties Beidou used to sing. If it weren't coming from Xinyan, Kazuha would find the information of Beidou singing highly doubtful.

During their travels, there was at least one time that Xinyan genuinely forgot Kazuha could do his E skill and instead hoisted him up on her shoulders so that they could get over a ledge or scale a boulder.

Kazuha and Xinyan both have burn scars on their left hands and have shared the story of how they got it with each other. Kazuha got his from his friend's vision and Xinyan from an accident from the time she tried to imbue fire in her performances (before obtaining a pyro vision)

"Xinyan gives the best hugs. There is simply no competition." - Kazuha, Yun Jin, Xiangling, and Fischl.

Xinyan had once asked Kazuha what language the wind speaks to which his mind completely drew a blank.

Kazuha regrets that Xinyan had to spend most of her time in Inazuma fighting. He’s promised her that if they ever get the chance, he’d give her a proper tour of his homeland and show her everything that it has to offer.

When Xinyan performed atop her island at the GAA, a certain green-clad bard was heard playing the most peculiar tune outside cattails'. His usual listeners applauded the new and refreshing song while some with exceptionally keen ears commented that it sounded like half a melody, missing a piece. To which the bard simply replied that his partner had played along with him from elsewhere, and if they had strained their ears a bit, they could've heard her part of the song riding along the winds.*

[cleromancy]

lmao anytime someones like "the only batkids that have an ACTUAL sibling relationship are--" qnd then they say LITERALLY ANY OF THEM BUT DICK AND TIM i know they have absolutely nothing of value to say. about anything. bitch that was like 15 years of textually established thoroughly depicted brotherhood absolutely no iffiness no hedging no maybes, dick was tims brotjer before bruce even adopted dick in dicks 20s and well before jack even died. educate urself 😤

[justcallmesakira]

Yes, I do mean them 👀

And uh, well, I know what's good ✨ BSD is my life lmao

Okay but seriously, I have no idea lmao

😡😡😡😡😡

REAL THOUGH bsd ruined my life but oh well hate is love anyway🩷

your like kenji who probably knows more than half of da town

[69thfbiagent]

Me in character.ai

[snowangeldotmp3]

imagining a robin coming out to joyce scene in RR:STUD

ohhhh my god.

robin, jonathan, and joyce are in their kitchen, jonathan is rambling about how much he wants to impress nancy and he doesn't wanna mess it up bc it's nancy wheeler. and robin feels this sort of jealous, empty feeling (not because she's got a crush on nancy...) because she realizes all too quickly that she wants to freak out about stuff like this and she wants to be the one who's freaking out about what she should wear and where she should take a girl on a date and all of these things that aren't socially acceptable.

robin goes kinda quiet, no longer supplying somewhat helpful answers to jonathan when he asks stuff like, "do i bring her flowers? does she even like flowers?" (robin secretly knows the language of flowers. she stole a farmer's almanac from the store one time and committed it to memory). she just falls into little "mhm. sure. yeah." bursts here and there. joyce notices immediately.

once jonathan's left, she watches robin still at the table, unmoving. now joyce knows that the girl is literally always on the move, so seeing her like this is an immediate red flag. joyce breaks the ice with a, "is there anything you want to talk about, sweetie?" and robin looks up from the hole she was currently boring into the table to see joyce sitting across from her. she can't tell if joyce is homophobic or not, from what she's heard, about lonnie and all, is that she hated when lonnie would call will names, and would call him out on that kind of bullshit. but still, robin has to play her cards right or she could really lose all of this. and she really, really doesn't want to lose all of this. she can't stand the thought of never seeing will or jonathan or even joyce ever again. but joyce reaches out and grabs robin's hand, and the dam inside her breaks.

she tells joyce all of it. how she likes girls, how she's jealous that she'll never be able to have what jonathan and nancy have, never able to take a girl to the prom or a real date or any of the gross romance stuff that she wants to do so badly. she watches joyce as the words spill out, and joyce doesn't say anything, she just soaks all of the information in. by the time robin's done, she's hyperventilating and she's trying to continue but joyce doesn't let her. instead, joyce just wraps her tightly in a hug, rubbing small circles on her back, and let's robin get it all out.

[hijoq]

SLANDER OF HIM WILL NOT BE ALLOWED,ALL WHO HATE HIM ARE /WRONG/ IF YOU HATE HIM DNI HATING HIM IS NOT ALLOWED INFACT IF I BECOME PRESIDENT I WILL BAN ALL SENJURO SLANDER AND IT WILL BE PUNISHABLE BY DEATH

[lonely--seeker]

I've been thinking about that really dumb single dads au i made like a year ago and never told anyone about it because why not...

[bitchapalooza]

Ive always imagined Lian to have a slightly more monotone version of Custard Cookie III's voice. That is all.

[bloodboyx]

van driessen really invited the boys out with him to stay in his cabin in the mountains

he is literally their adopted father

and the way he has so much patience with them he can never stay mad at them and is worried for their wellbeing

don't even look at me-

[chryzure-archive]

All that being said... Chrysijacks/Paper Stars au? 👀👀👀

UM. YES. ABSOLUTELY.

i was thinking pleck could be the angel character, since of COURSE he’d be adopted by everyone at the ranch….. chrysi and jacks are also divorced but they weee never married (never even dated), but now there’s a predator in the sky, so like. i GUESS they’ll get back together again (and get together for the first time). you and chrysi both run the ranch and jacks technically helps, but he’s frequently late or missing since he hates doing work.

my brain’s vv frazzled, but i hope you understand where i’m going with this 💔

[picavecalyx]

[leafiion]

i did :)

i do :)