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[e-adlirez]

This isn't a question, just wanted to say I love your page and it brings me sm nostalgia 💜💜💜 my fav girlie is also Vi :p

Awww thank you ^^ I'm glad to hear that my silly little blog is appreciated and enjoyed despite my irregular uploads haha

And I'm glad to see we share a blorbo, because LOOKIT HER

WHY IS SHE SO QUEEN AND SO ADORABLE AT THE SAME TIME 😭/v pos /aff

I love her so much you guys there's a reason I draw her so much--

[balteus]

sorting this out before the dlc drops 👍

[bethanydelleman]

Did you have a poll on which Austen couple was most likely to anticipate their vows? I swear I saw one on tumblr once but I’m having trouble finding it in your poll tag. It might have been someone else entirely, for which I apologize for bothering you!

I don't think I've ever made that poll, though I do have a post about it. Anyway, here you go! Not bothersome at all, fun.

The answer is not Darcy & Elizabeth, it really isn't. I promise you. Please. It is not them. I beg. I entreat. Do not click upon them. They are only included for completeness.

[starry-bi-sky]

Blood Blossom Au: Baby's First Commissioner Meeting :)

TL:DR This Post: Danny (orphan) gets poisoned with blood blossom extract by Vlad. He runs away from him and ends up under the care of one Pre-Robin Battinson Batman! Starry is loudly pushing her batdad agenda.

(Also known as "Late At Night, When The Nightingale Sings" on my ao3!)

This was a fun rough idea I've been sitting on for weeks, thinking about how Commissioner Gordon and Nightingale's first meeting might go.

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Commissioner Gordon likes to think that he's adjusting to the new normal of Gotham very well, -- the new normal being grown men running around dressed like bats, in military-grade strength body armor, committing acts of vigilantism, -- and slowly, little by little, he was no longer being surprised when this new normal pops up out of the shadows like the world's most terrifying daisy. His shaving lifespan thanks him for it.

....

The kid is a surprise though.

Granted, he seemed to be a surprise to the Bat too.

There's been a string of murders lately, -- which, in Gotham, is kind of like saying there's been another storm during monsoon season. And there's just been another; in some dilapidated building down in south Gotham, with the broken, boarded-up windows and mildew-crawling walls to match. The victim is a man in his thirties, multiple gunshot wounds to the chest, left in the center of the room for the blood to pool out around him.

The place is already secured when he arrives, the building swarmed with officers and the forensic detectives. The Bat emerges shortly after he does -- or, he might've been here the whole time, hiding someplace dark and shadowy. For his own sanity, Gordon doesn't think about it too hard.

The kid is a surprise, and he appears like a bolt of lightning.

He shows up in the middle of a conversation Gordon is having with the Bat.

A whistle, sharp and loud, slicing through the air, meant for open air rather than a confined space. Gordon's ears pierce and protest the sound, and the solemn, murmured chatter floating through the room abruptly cuts off like the swing of a gavel. As he turns towards the sound -- as they all do -- he swears, up and down, that he sees Batman's shoulders jump, just slightly.

At the source, perched on the window, is a boy. A boy in a gray-blue scarf and an oversized black hoodie, one that hangs off his frame and has ace bandages wrapped around the wrists in some attempt to cinch the sleeves. The hood is up, big like the rest of it, and threatens to swallow the upper half of the boy's face whole in the fabric. What upper half Gordon can see, is smeared with some kind of opaque, black face paint. He's holding onto the side of the frame with one hand, on his hip is a grappling hook. A familiar grappling hook.

Gordon has multiple questions, and his officers tense up.

Martinez puffs up, brows furrowing as his face shapes into a frown. Shoulders rolling back. "You can't be here, kid--"

The reaction is immediate, like a spark to gunpowder, the boy yanks his fingers from his mouth and his mouth twists into a scowl. Head snapping over to Officer Martinez, his hood manages to stay on but Gordon swears that as he bares his teeth, the glint makes them look sharper than they should be. His voice is rasp and quiet and harsh; snappish in its hissing; "Put a fuckin sock in it, Martinez. I'm not stayin."

Martinez reels back, and the boy immediately veers his attention off him. Like a switch, his demeanor drops. Despite half his face being covered, his mouth twists into a cringing, apologetic smile. Slanted and off-beat, embarrassed. It'd be disarming if this wasn't Gotham, and if he didn't just hiss at Martinez like he was about to bite his head off.

"Sorry." He whispers, voice deceptively polite and softer now. Gordon has to strain his ears to hear him. "I was looking for him."

He points his finger towards-- Gordon? No, Gordon follows the direction, and finds himself looking at -- the Bat.

The Bat, who always looks stiff as a pole, now looks even stiffer. Somehow. Well, the explains the grappling hook attached to the boy's waist.

"What are you doing here?" The Bat says, gruff and unable to completely smother the stumble of surprise in his tone.

The boy still holds a sheepish smile, and slips off the window ledge. His feet hit the creaky boards with a near-silent thud, the Batman finds his feet and rapidly begins crossing the room.

Gordon notes the slight tremble in the boy's legs as he straightens. He adjusts his scarf, which droops close to his knees now that he's standing, and slings a backpack -- how long has had that? -- off his shoulders. When the Bat reaches his side, he does as he always does, and looms over the boy like a spectre. A threatening mass of shadows cloaked in all-consuming black. Standing next to him, the boy looks teeny in comparison.

The Bat is a man who terrifies even the most hardened criminals, Gordon has seen grown men shiver in fear at the mention of his name. And yet when the boy looks up at him, he doesn't even flinch.

Instead, his sheepish smile melts away like ice under the sun, holding only traces of his previous embarrassment. It remains as a shadow on his face, a small upturn at the corners of his mouth. The boy pushes his hood back just enough to reveal glinting, ice-flint eyes surrounded in tar-black face paint. He holds the backpack up with one arm. "You forgot this."

[un-pearable]

i think we underestimate omega’s true role on team dark: THE ENABLER

^ real in game dialogue in shadow generations postgame. i love you omega

[tiniest-hands-in-all-the-land]

POV: You're the Warrior of Light, and you've just retired to your room in the Pendants after a long day of sin eater slaying. You open the door to find Emet-Selch laying like this on YOUR bed, reading YOUR diary, eating YOUR sandwiches! WDYD?

[paintaya]

two heartbroken bitches telling eachother “exactlyyy”

[0vergrowngraveyard]

Hi. I don't know if anyone has asked you this before, but what would happen to Baby Tails in Sonic Forces? How would he deal with losing Sonic and reuniting him? If you can give me an answer, story, or image, I'd appreciate it.

short answer: it’s complicated because toddlers don’t know anything

long answer:

starting this off by saying that baby tails is not alone in eggman’s territory during the six months! the resistance does take care of him! don’t worry!!!

anyway, since he’s a literal toddler, tails doesn’t really understand the concept of death. all he knows is that something big happened, everyone around him is upset, and sonic hasn’t been home in a long time

i think vanilla would be the one to explain to him what happened to sonic (or at least what they believe happened) since she’s the one who mostly watches over him during the war itself. he asks her a bunch a questions about it, trying to understand what exactly she means by “sonic is dead” as kids of that age group tend to do. he doesn’t know what “dead” is

his separation anxiety gets cranked up to 11 and he’s extremely anxious because everyone around him is feeling very big emotions all the time, and also because he missed his big bro. during the first few months of the war, he’d toddle around the resistance looking for him and would start crying when the hedgehog was no where to be found. (it’s happened to him before, y’know? people leaving and never coming back…maybe sonic left for the same reason?)

eventually, sonic does get rescued and returns to mobius. cue the wholesome reunion

sonic doesn’t hug his 8 yr old brother in the game, but he sure as hell will hug his 1-2 yr old brother if i have anything to say about it. and i have a lot to say about it

tldr: he spends his time during the war being very confused and anxious and scared because he doesn’t really understand where his big bro went. why is he gone? where did he go?

[toolsofmyenemy]

If Azriel actually wanted Elain, just Elain, just her as a person, he would have NEVER questioned the caldron or her bond with Lucien because IT WOULD NOT MATTER TO HIM.

Questioning the caldron is him directly saying that he wants a mate bond and why wasn’t he given the same thing as his brothers. It’s a question posed in jealousy and envy. Not love.

It has nothing to do with Elain. She is a fantasy. A vessel for his desires. How he logics a way to get what he craves and wash away his self loathing.

[bu99erfly]

RED VELVET Happiness: My Dear, ReVe1uv

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[florshedworf]

TAKE TWO‼️‼️ HOPEFULLY NO TRICK QUESTIONS OR TECHNICALITIES THIS TIME PLEASE

READ THE QUESTION IN FULL BEFORE VOTING IM ASKING FOR WHAT DOESNT HAPPEN

if you have NOT seen inanimate insanity…

my dear non osc/ii people…. spread this far and wide……

previous polls will BRIEFLY be privated‼️ this one’s only lasting a day so chop chop ‼️‼️

[zqnl]

wanted to try my hand at something a little blockier w/ simplified shading

love e’s coat and how his pants fall but pre ambivalent re: how everything else turned out

+ bonus alt compositions i decided against

[adobe-outdesign]

The unfortunate thing about Pokemon not having voice acting is that (unless you watch the anime) you inevitably at some point discover some Pokemon who's name you've been pronouncing completely wrong for the last ten years

[vcrnons]

DINO April Shower

[laragazzafortesworld2]

DOMANDE, CURIOSITÀ, CONSIGLI, SFOGHI, rispondo a tutto, non siate timidi forza.

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