#idk mate

[soupinaboot]

You think anyone in Gotham has ever made an edit of Bruce Wayne? Like I know he's not really like a, super celebrity, but I mean he goes to all these galas and events where a lot of really well know celebrities go, and there are reporters going to them too so there has to be some photos or videos of him. Or like those edits people make of older celebrities and the younger version of them.

Just saying, they would have the videos to make an edit. 🤷‍♀️

And yeah, maybe people don't really give a shit about him since he's not like an actor or musician or influencer or whatever, but people make edits of random, semi famous people all the time so it's possible that one or two people have made one.

I'm just thinking about one of the batkids stumbling across one of them.

idk man I've just been thinking and don't know how to write out my thoughts

[our-summer-is-winter]

Shout-out to people who's lives are just a little bit empty. Boring. Not really satisfying. Mundane. People who have years taken away from them by illness (both mental and physical), trauma, life circumstances or it just happened to them for whatever reason, no matter if it was "serious enough" or not. People with huge gaps in their resumes, blank spots in their biography they don't really like talking about, periods of time when they were just doing nothing. People who haven't see the world, never travelled aboard, barely or never leave their hometown, are tied to only one place, willingly or not. People who want to leave but can't. People who don't go to parties, people who think they're quite stiff and boring actually, people who find it difficult to be themselves among other people. People who watch influencers and YouTubers living their best lives and feel bad because their own lives don't look like Instagram pics. People who like their routine and "work - free time - sleep" schedule; and people who absolutely despise this, but are forced to live this way. People who's romantic lives aren't really exciting, people who think they aren't really interesting enough to make someone go crazy for them. People who still live with their parents and either love it or feel like their life is not their own. I see you. And I hope our better days are yet to come

[angel-aqua1111]

dream aubrey ♥︎

[coffee-laytte-two]

Hades was a bottom when he made zag and he was a top when he made melinoe, that's why the red eyes are on opposite sides

[ailithnight]

I made

A Baby

[randomnameless]

I appreciate that at least they stayed consistent with the Sword of the Creator being Crest of Flames-exclusive and, as such, Byleth can no longer use it post-CF and is shown using a normal sword instead in their solo and S-Supported Jeritza ending pictures; makes it all the more baffling that they're still alive despite their heart being destroyed and that the Sothis S-Support exists in that route, but i'll give them credit where it's due for keeping the SOTC's lore consistent.

Post Tru Piss, there's no Crest Stone left for the SoC!

So I'd say it's not that it's CoF exclusice, but rather something like without a crest stone, a relic, even the SoC, doesn't "work" anymore.

Adding insult to the injury though, Post!Tru Piss Billy uses Rhea's sword, aka, a Holy Weapon that could be used by everyone (human and nabatean!) and even heal non-crested people : Billy uses at the end of the "we will make a world for humans!" route a sword that conveyed coexistence between humans and nabateans...

Sothis' S-support in this route really felt odd, because she acknowledges Rhea at least, but has no words for her passing when Rhea died crying for her.

Some people tried to theorise that this Sothis isn't the one Rhea remembers so she wouldn't have feelings about her... but idk, it still feels dead wrong, especially since Sothis remembered feelings of joy and sadness in Zanado, and ultimately remembers how Rhea is a her kid thanks to the lullaby (and in SS when she "talks" to her).

If Sothis was a better written character and not accidently written to be the most toxic parent in the FE series, I'd maybe write something about her feeling so bad that, again, she was used to slaughter one of her own children (Nemesis first in Zanado, and now Billy in Tailtean) but as canon!Sothis is, I'm not really motivated to do something like this.

[innernightmarementality]

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[poorschilpad]

*trembling from caffeine and sleeplessness (and cold)* have you guys heard the human voice

[stick-by-me]

Made special for you!

[cindersnows]

DO YOU HEAR ME

THEIR VOICEEEEEE........ R U SINGLE KING.....

[sharkysherbetz]

"wife"?

Wife

[soupinaboot]

What if 't be true thee w're a jehovah's witness

yond wast m'rely pretending to beest into christmas

gath'ring clues and blending in

to taketh down the holidays from within?

Going deep cov'r past foe lines

making ev'rybody bethink i'm on the christmas side

Rockin' warmeth did sweat'rs, hangin' big rampallian lights

if 't be true the bacon-fed sir couldst seeth me, yo, t's gotta behold right

I'll gaze all the tv specials yond i nev'r couldst

I'll coequal caterwauling during the depress'd ones liketh james bond wouldst

And at which hour the big night cometh, t's timeth to setteth the bait

bitter cold milketh, hot cookies, dec'rative plates!

And that gent'll cometh down the chimney and 'twill beest just that gent and me

but that gent wonneth't knoweth we're enemies, 'cause i'll playeth sinc're

bringeth a trapeth, liketh yond, hugeth that gent tight, receiveth on his lap

and bid that gent that gent can cometh backeth ev'ry year

cause i am jehovah's most secret witness

So i might has't to dedicate mine own life to christmas

and act just liketh i loveth t 'til the day i kicketh the bucket

A-b-e-d

Connoisseur of christmas

On the spectrum? none of thy business

Thoughts too festinate to comprehend

just wanna doth right by mine own cousin

if 't be true years w're seasons, this decemb'r

wouldst beest the decemb'r of our decemb'r

m're blueprints than howard hughes

but if 't be true th're art blueprints, how doth we chooseth?

We has't to beest joyous to receiveth to the endeth

we has't to saveth christmas to saveth our cater-cousins

We has't to saveth christmas to saveth our cater-cousins

We has't to saveth christmas to saveth our cater-cousins!

[mujori]

[the-problemo]

Hello hello, if you like writing feel free to add to this, as long or short as you want. I want to see where it goes (if anywhere).

Jenna's fingers tightened around the steering wheel as she glared through the rearview mirror at the red sedan behind her. She'd been called paranoid hundreds of times, but she was convinced that this time her suspicions were justified. That car was following her.

She sped up and got off the highway, the red sedan followed lazily, but always no more than a couple meters away. The driver was either an amateur or simply didn't care whether or not she realized she was being followed. Jenna scowled, she didn't have time for this, but where she was going it was imperative that she not be trailed, so she pulled in to a super market parking lot and got out of her car. The red sedan parked neatly beside her, the tinted windows concealing the people inside, but the driver's door opened and out came a gruff middle-aged man, dressed in a button up shirt and jeans with a gun on his waist. His hand slid into his back pocket and pulled out a badge. Jenna looked at it, unimpressed.

"You're going to arrest me," She guessed, "Are you even on duty?"

"I'm always on duty," The cop growled, putting his badge away, "but I'm not going to arrest you." Jenna raised an eyebrow, but refrained from answering, and the cop was forced to go on, "I know where you're going, and I need you to take someone." His gaze flicked over to the car, "Two someones." The cop stepped back and tapped the car roof twice, out came a guy from the passenger seat, generically attractive, in his twenties, and another boy from the back seat, cute but vicious-looking, and around ten. Jenna's scowl returned.

[ravioliravioliravioli]

[zuzaaart]

Made a new Twitter banner of Luka for myself :3 I actually love how this turned out and it took only 1h and 30 min (btw it was made on Ibis paint)