#That’s for Chasm I think…?

[lonelysucker7]

LIL DOODLE BOOPING THE BROS (Thanks sis for the idea 🤗)

(NOTE: THATS NOT LEVI 😭 THATS COMIC BEN)

4/19/24 edit: I added ink

[palilious]

Sunshine has been trapped in that basement for 767 days

[scifur]

"You're here.. You're real"

[introspectivememories]

tim and bernard who break up and it's nothing big, no one cheated or anything. it's just their lifestyles didn't work out well together. tim cannot give up vigilantism currently and bear cannot handle the level of danger tim puts himself in. and on the other hand, tim cannot handle the fact that bear chooses to run into danger as an emt bc he already worries about everything but now he has to worry if he'll find his boyfriend convulsing from fear gas in a random alley but also bear who felt the life drain out of darla cannot stand the thought of not helping people and runs headfirst into dangerous situation after dangerous situation hoping that every person he saves can somehow make up for the fact that he could not save darla.

(he very pointedly does not think about the fact that there was nothing he could do because if he thinks about that, he'll spiral until they have to lock him in arkham too)

and so they break up but they were tim & bernard in high school and when they started dating they balanced out the worst of each other and they became tim&bernard. and everyone who knows them, knows that they're better together but they cant be together, they refuse actually because they cannot lose another person to the violence of gotham and by the time they figure out that they cant work together as long as the other is an emt or vigilante, it's too late for both them. they've already left too many pieces of themselves in each other.

tim still knows what bear means when he says "tim" in that exasperated voice. tim still goes boneless when he hears bear say "baby" in that firm tone. bear can still read tim like a book. he still knows the right way to massage tim's neck so that tim can go to sleep. everyone at the first responders gala knows not to bother ceo drake-wayne and senior emt dowd when they're talking.

(and if they're standing a little too close to each other than what is normal, who are they to judge? everyone knows that dowd and drake-wayne have history)

and if everyone on the night shift has caught red robin with his head tucked into the crook of emt dowd's neck as emt dowd runs a soothing hand up and down the vigilante's back, well then, they just quietly back away.

(after all, dowd's one of like, five, emts that can get the bats to receive medical treatment so if turning a blind eye to whatever the fuck they have going on is what allows them to give back to their heroes, then the night shift will do it every time)

and of course, tim and bear are practical people. they loved (love) each other sure, but when your lives are fundamentally incompatible, well, you cant get too stuck on the what-ifs, that's for sure. and so they do find love with other people and yeah, maybe it's not what they expected love to be when they first fell in love with each other. it's not the bubbly, stomach-swoopy, cant stop grinning, feeling that permeated tim&bernard's early days or the i Know you/you Know me that was their middle or the quiet despair that was their end but it is contentment. and in a life with as many losses as theirs, contentment is something they hold dearly

and they're happy! truly! but sometimes, at galas when they're making each other snort champagne out their noses or in darkened alleyways when their clothes are both stained with blood or at rallies for stricter gun regulations in gotham where they both sit too close to each other, fingers enclosed around each other in a death grip, when the presenters inevitably bring up grieves

(worst school shooting in gotham in decades, there's blood on their hands and blood in their mouths and darla is dead in between both of them and there is a chasm so wide that they are screaming to get their voices across and she will always be dead and maybe this had always been the problem that she is dead and there is no coming back from that and that there is blood on their hands and blood in their mouth and blood on their han-)

but sometimes, most especially on opposite sides of the street, as life pulls them in different directions, just sometimes, they see each other and just for a second, nothing too long, the flap of a hummingbird's wings, the time it takes to blink, an electron's orbital, they look at each other and for the briefest moment, blue on brown, a barely noticeable stutter in their steps, the space between heartbeats, because this is all they will give themselves because they do not dwell on what-ifs or what-could-have-beens, or what-should-have-beens, or delusions of a softer world, their eyes meet and they think to themselves, god, in another life, i would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with him.

[chasmbreach]

talked about nightmare having better outfits in canon because j/ku hates giving him an actually good outfit, and when you draw him in any outfit aside from his hoodie it doesn't look right and i HATE IT. LET HIM HAVE A BETTER OUTFIT GODDAMNIT. HE NEEDS THAT GOOD OUTFIT.

anyway outfit inspiration from tennant reverse 1999

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i have never felt this uniquely insane about a character <3 i cant get a read on him

[insertsomthinawesome]

Who in Genshin do you think has the most stable mental state

Itto. Its Freaking Itto. NO questions about it, no arguments, no nothin. This man Yells at Raiden Shogun to blast him with Lightning in a thunderstorm, has no issue befriending anybody, has enough self confidence to sustain him through anything, and does his best to genuinely be kind to so many other people. Dainsleif could monologue to him about what happened to Khaenri'ah and not only would Itto have the best "That's Rough Buddy" energy but he would also be exactly like the "This is where my parents died," "Cowabummer" Image SDLFKJSDFLJSDLGSD On a slightly more serious note tho: Itto is one of the only existing members of the cast we've actually got proof of overcoming their insecurities and trials. Most characters are hung up by something that Has happened, Could Happen, or Will Happen. ie Zhongli and Death, Venti and the Nameless bard, Diluc and his mistakes, Kaeya and his destiny. The list goes on and on. Itto's main struggles are all in the past. He was persecuted as a child, but taken in and raised, and obviously taught the value of his own worth despite what other people say. And he caries that lesson deeply. Sometimes maybe too far, but it allows him to face adversity and his struggles with pride and reassurance. He's learned to put his 110% into everything, and not really give a rip about what other people think or how he's perceived, just that he's doing what he thinks is right, and that he is worth it. The only time we get rumbles of more serious emotional frustration from him, its usually about the safety of others (ie, Him not liking that people bother Granny Oni, Being angry that the Blue Oni sacrificed themselves, Putting his foot down about Xiao's sacrifice) He doesn't like seeing other people treated as below their value. Because he can see the value in everybody. So yeah, he spends his days clowning around, never achieving much, being thought very little of, but this man knows his worth, and he knows the worth of others, and honestly? I think that makes him pretty smart. :)

[lunarharp]

scribblezone again testing out brushes, early grey oru, and ace attorney-style psychelocks

[localceilingdevil]

ancients!!!! chasm and fronds :] been really enjoying thinking about ancient lore recently!!!

this is chasm. he's addicted to mushrooms and karma flowers and was the first ancient to get contacted by the Voidworm. kickstarted the whole void revolution [artfight]

and this is fronds! she was approached by the other ancients who wanted to build an iterator capable of mass-producing masks. she was entrusted with hope's construction as she is a monk and takes her religion very seriously :p [artfight]

[phasewashere]

i need to write vdm

[apollocabinrep]

That one fanfic series with Percy being a "son of Aphrodite" (it's a whole thing, he's adopted.) has me hyperfixating on Castor and I haven't finished the 2nd fic yet, but istg I will be fighting someone if Castor doesn't get his man back. It's actually so foul-. I can't even say more without spoiling it 😭😭😭

[mxliv-oftheendless]

So the Arkenstone is a precious jewel, found in the depths of the earth, that shines with an unearthly light and is so unbelievably beautiful, and whoever holds claim over it slowly becomes obsessed with keeping it for themselves…

Is there a chance the Arkenstone is Maedhros’s Silmaril jewel??

[xlmibby]

'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger' except xiao doesn't feel like anything he went through - that endless agony and suffering that sill haunts him in the middle of the night when he closes his eyes - made him any stronger. if anything, it made him wrecked. broken. tainted with blood and pain that he doesn't seem to be able to erase.

as he's panting heavily after defeating monsters full of bad karmic energy, he can feel it, almost. that disgusting sensation etching its way deep into his bones - so deep that he slowly starts to think it's impossible to erase it. to erase all the ugliness of this pain and karma and his own past actions from the depths of his shattering heart.

darkness only sinks in, deeper and deeper. wrapping around his heart, choking his throat until he can't breathe, can't think about anything other than how much easier it would be to be erased from this world. or better, die while protecting mortals. this way, he will fulfill his oath but also erase another dangerous being full of karma from the world - himself.

lumine is nothing like him, he thinks.

after losing everything - her wings, her only family - she held closely to her heart, and going through all the pain this world has to offer, she still hopes. her eyes gleam when she helps people, the corners of her lips curl upwards at the sight of pretty sunsets. she skips a few steps when she's excited and she acts like happy small bunny who is happy to explore the world and it's mysteries (recklessly, sometimes. or at least xiao thinks she is a bit foolish - in an endearing way but still, it makes him a bit worried sometimes. it makes him want to be better so he can stay by her side and fiercely protect her heart with all his might as it was more his than his own.).

in the pale moonlight, in xiao's eyes–in the spaces bettwen his racing heartbeat and trembling exhales, she looks almost like the personification of love herself.

....how can she be so soft despite it all?

xiao knows he shouldn't dare to get closer to her, to long for any semblance of her light and presence around him... to yearn for her love, for her... he isn't sure whether he deserves it, anyway... the closure he's able to offer her might hurt her in the end, he's all too aware of that possibility and it's scaring him - just like the want for her does... lumine deserves better than to deal with someone who's more akin to a monster than to human, so unlike her...

and yet, his heart lingers there; with a girl as gentle as the moonlight and as radiant as the sunlight, whose heart is pure gold and her smile lights up his world just a little bit and makes him wish he, too, could be soft. just like her love is.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

you as Childe's subordinate, an ordinary agent of the Fatui. some wonder why he's so attached to you- you're neither an excellent fighter, nor a cunning strategist, nor particularly devoted to the Tsaritsa. luckily your position as a simple agent, one of the hundreds at the Fatui's disposal, doesn't require you to be any of those things, yet for some odd reason the Eleventh Harbinger has brought you closer and closer to him, until you could almost be considered his right hand. the answer is simple: Childe, or Tartaglia, likes you. yes, perhaps you don't excel in battle or planning, perhaps you're easy to startle and just want to live a normal life, but you're kind and caring, as well as extremely reliable when something needs doing. even after Rex Lapis passes his gnosis to La Signora, you remain in Liyue by Tartaglia's side, going about your tasks and ignoring the venomous looks many of the citizens throw your way at the sight of your uniform, and he just can't help but want to spend time with you somewhere calm and away from work. something changes a few months later, though, when the Chasm reopens for business. the Harbinger develops a habit of staring at the window, fingers clenched into a fist and brow furrowed. something draws him towards the Chasm- something old and familiar he'd hoped to have forgotten- and one day he simply stands and wanders out of the Bank, holding his bow in a vice grip. you, quiet and worried and trying to prevent injury, follow him, surprised when instead of turning you away, he blinks and smiles at your presence. Tartaglia's wanderings lead the both of you deeper and deeper into the Chasm, and at some point he quietly laces his fingers with your in order to keep you close. he's looking for something- you're not sure what- but whatever it is, he's determined to find it. it's only when you reach the deepest point of the Chasm does he seem at ease, closing his dull blue eyes and exhaling in relief. then a flash of electro makes you jump back as it envelops his body, and when you look up again you're faced with the sight of what must be the Foul Legacy form he sometimes mumbles about. you're terrified- scared to the bone- but your concern for Tartaglia pushes away your fear as you slowly approach. "Er- Are you alright, Lord Tartaglia...?" Foul Legacy tilts his head towards you and stares for a moment, before leaning down and picking you up in his claws- razor sharp claws- eye glittering at your yelp of shock. he hoists you in his arms and studies you silently, feeling the minute trembles wracking your body, before smiling like he's seen something he likes, letting out a happy coo. talons gently push your head so it's resting against Foul Legacy's shoulder, those same talons trailing up your back as his chest hums with purrs, Tartaglia's love for you finally revealed in the Chasm's darkness. close to the Abyss, with the person he loves, Foul Legacy's turbulent heart is finally soothed.

[kayjayo1227]

This is the “Marvel keeps disrespecting my boy and I’m not happy about it” character redesign (sort of?)

[calcinedmeat]

i know this meme format is dead but i drew this when it wasnt. i still think its funny and i like to imagine how my favs would interact if they ever met