it’s december !!!! the cozy factor upped 10x overnight
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Drake Siblings
Have I read this prompt somewhere or was this a fever dream from my bored mind.
What if, now hear me out.
What if we bring up Dana Winters-Drake (whose confirmed to at least be alive in the DC verse but no one knows where she actually is)
What if instead of when she had a mental breakdown and getting committed to an Bludhaven clinc she wandered away before anyone noticed and by the time Tim or anyone did notice a lot of stuff started happening at once in both Gotham and Bludhaven (Steph dying, The Bludhaven crisis, etc etc)
Tim still tries to find her though but even with best resources it was like she just disappeared into the wilderness and the stress of trying to handle more and more problems get worse.
So when out of the blue, a couple of years later, he gets a call from an unknown number. On his private, only for friends and family, phone and when he answers he meet with a young girls voice on the other end.
A very young, maybe six or seven, girl who informs him about his apparently half-brother Danny Drake-Fenton. And how she loves Danny so, so, so much but knows her home is dangerous for him to be in.
Tim is stunned and before he could question her, she says Danny is Dana and Jack's baby and that her parents had adopted him years ago and put Dana's stuff that the hospital had away for him to look at when he was older but she just had to fight off their lunch from eating her brother and she knows he needs a better place to live and so she snooped around and found Dana's diary and that she had to unscramble the nonsense Dana wrote and found Tim's number with the words 'tell him about his brother Danny' hidden in it. And-
But before she could keep rambling she hears Danny screaming "JAZZY THE MILK WENT BAD AGAIN AND HISSED AT ME!"
Tim is left with silence after hearing Jazz yell to Danny to lock the fridge and step out of the kitchen as she gets the bat.
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Beyond the window you knew it was snowing but it had grown much too dark to make it out any longer, and soon you couldn’t even see what little had piled against the glass as Levi pulled the curtains shut. He lifted two cups from the counter and made his way over to the couch where you sat, delicately placing them on the table between you and the fireplace. Warmth spread all over you but still he noticed a shiver work its way through your body. You had expected him to sit down next to you. Instead he walked away.
Curious, you watched over your shoulder as he made his way out of the room only to return a moment later. He was carrying a thick woollen blanket, a beautiful green blanket, one that made you want to ride horseback across the countryside with him, and heavy enough to keep any winter weather at bay. He motioned for you to lean forward and he wrapped the blanket around your shoulders as he sat down next to you. Without a word he pulled you in tight against him, arms winding around your body underneath the blanket. His scent filled your nostrils, a mixture of a fresh forest walk and soap, and you found yourself sighing happily into him.
“Is that better?” he asked, voice barely above a whisper despite there being no one to overhear.
You nodded against him, planting the briefest of kisses against his shirt collar. Even without the skin contact it brought the slightest of smiles to his lips, the corner twitching upwards as it was prone to do around you. He kissed your hair in return. And then, as if unsatisfied, his finger found its way under your chin and angled your face upwards.
“Kiss me properly,” he commanded and you gladly obliged, warmth filling you to your very core. Yeah, it was definitely better now.
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Warmest Wishes to YOU ALL:
above all - to believe that there is always more good than evil in this world. The world is a bit like a cat: sometimes behaves incomprehensibly, but we can still be sure that we are loved❤️
May we manage to spend this special time together in a warm and friendly atmosphere without unnecessary quarrels and tensions, Let's try to forget about what divides us and rediscover everything that connects us.
Everything that seems so ordinary that we no longer value it - turns out to be priceless the moment we lose it.
So let's hope that we can learn already to enjoy every little thing, every tiniest joyful moment and each and every person around us❤️
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don't you love when you're like, okay now I'm going to leave this sorrow in the old year so I don't turn into a crotchety bitter person over it, and then you walk on feeling all refreshed and bright no longer carrying it on your shoulders, but then the sorrow wanders after you like a child who was lost in the supermarket weeping its eyes out and it says to you where did you GO I was lost! I was lost and I missed you!!! and you can only sigh and take it by its hand and say to it very well. here's your seat. I'm sorry I left you behind, I promise it was with the best of intentions, but I want to do my best by you, so let's sit together and try to figure out what you're saying to me.
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The yearly phenomenon where u get the first rays of sunshine and ppl (me included) act like it’s summer even tho it’s still just +1 degrees out; all I can think abt is making an icey coffee treat and I saw a person casually walking outside in shorts
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For the prompts, may I please request 'Butsutaji - New Year'? Thank you so much. 🙏 Your art is phenomenal!
Following the art associated with this piece, I'd like to say a few things and make a few shout outs to friends involved in the process. This ask consumed my month, always in the background and always cause for a good long chuckle.
First, a nod to @nevrat, who appropriately roasted and made fun of my ass when I first found out what "Butsutaji" was. I made the mistake of reading it as though it was the name of a tradition and not in fact just two angry gilfs going to town on each other. Nev is also the sweetheart who suggested I make this into my own New Year's tradition, which I will be sticking to wholeheartedly. (I am a man who commits to the bit.)
Then to you, WBY, because this both prompted me to reach out, but also to spark a friendship that is, to me, fascinating and great to be in. You're such a delightful person and I'm glad I can call you a friend.
@magnolian-gold, my fiance, for being disgustingly sweet even when joining Nev in on roasting me. (Still fair. I goofed so hard on this one.)
This year has been both exciting and confusing. I started it off a disgruntled Dragon Age fan, idling in my little corner with little to do. Now, as we end it, I'm neck deep in Naruto and enjoying myself thoroughly. The Founders corner of the fandom is truly spectacular, full of talented and passionate authors and artists, and the people are generally respectful if not immediately kind. (I've met very few people who are rude, mind you!)
Anyways, Butsutaji shall now be my New Year's tradition, just to keep with the prompt and also stick to the bit.
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