#so this one is tiny sorry

[casimirtully]

|| casimir & cedric ||

when: prior to the wedding of Cedric Tyrell and Illya Oakheart.

where: highgarden, the reach. cedric’s private quarters, sometime before nightfall.

@visxionaries​​

“I never though’t you’d say the Words twice before I even said them once.” Casimir’s voice held a tone of endearing sarcasm -- it had slipped into him the moment he’d stepped foot in Highgarden. Surprising, like when a drop of water hit you on the nose. Even with the betrayal of his elder sister only happening a few days or so before, Highgarden was... well, the truth of it? The Reach seemed, at times, just as much his home as The Riverlands. Grover Tully shoving him off to any lord who would take him in the warmer months -- desperate to not have to deal with his delinquent son -- had somehow ended up being the very best thing that had ever happened to him. 

Though the blood Qorban and his mother had shared was but a trace, Casimir had spent time in his cousin’s home the few times his Master of Whispers was not in fact at Riverrun. He had felt his heart beat in rhythm with Mooton drums. He had sailed with Mallister men, learned the ways of their ships and quietly learned some of that ancient and Old Tongue. He had witnesses the Braken’s dances, had kneeled before the dead Weirwood that had once grown at Raventree Hall beside his cousin, Lord Blackwood. He’d eaten with the small folk. He’d fought beside their sons. He’d even seen the Moon Door himself, and stood atop the Lion’s Rock. 

Grover Tully had forced him away, and instead of dooming him to a wandering existence, he’d given Casimir the greatest gift; a chance to soak in everything he could. To know his people’s passion, to respect their ways. 

But The Reach?

He had drank himself stupid with Omer Florent, sailed with Garland Hightower. Hunted with Mathis Rowan, and somehow managed to befriend The Lady of the Arbor. Endless summer days that stretched into night, where everything for a time had been simple. Safe. Fun. 

And then, there was Cedric -- his brother in every way but blood. Who’s mother had welcomed him with open arms when his own couldn’t -- who had introduced him so the gaggle of flowered lords and ladies who was the inner circle. Who understood the horrible longing to be something else, but weighed down by their deep rooted honor. Casimir had been loved, he had been cared for. He had been allowed to grow, and play music -- to be himself and forge true  friendships with those who’s respect he had to earn. Friendships, it seemed, that went deeper than the loyalty from his own blood. Than the loyalty of his own sister. 

Emilee had nearly wiped out the Tully line, and... Casimir should have been there. He should have been in Riverrun, should have seen her face before she’d been locked up. To ask why. Why she had deceived him, lied to his face. He should’ve been there to watch her burning pyre sail down The Trident. Yet, Casimir couldn’t help but be grateful he had been in Highgarden instead. Because here, he had the only people he trusted outside his council. Here, in the place that owned part of his very childhood. 

But Casimir didn’t mention her out loud. He didn’t want to -- because though he was still stinging from the loss, there wasn’t time to waste on her treason. Rather, time was better suited trying to predict the consequences rather than the reason. Things were beginning to stir anew -- abroad, and in Westeros. Casimir was unsettled, even if he seemed as relaxed as one could be in such a situation. 

“Something is changing, Cedric.” He said, stepping into the room. He held up a bottle, the light catching on amber liquid. “A wedding present.” A Riverlands Whiskey, aged in Riverrun’s own cellar. The door shutting behind him and his own guard setting up post beside Cedric’s outside, he set it down on the nearest table. “Lys has gotten bold. The fall out with the Summer Isles. And Dorne is making moves -- not to mention what The Westerlands are dealing with. The list has gotten longer.” He raised an eyebrow, and the corner of his mouth quirked for a flash of a moment. “Didn’t think Old Way wedding celebrations included regicide and slave traders, mate.”

[lieu-rey]

first meeting

[kizzer55555]

DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

[anastacialy]

guys, i think the hermits are going to accidentally start a prank war again. because just like last time, a game of telephone has begun. first, false made iskall's build into ''false beans,'' her shop from the previous season. however, to give herself plausible deniability, she signs it with "love, Joel. x" due to his username, smallishbeans.

next, iskall sees this, and completely believes it. he thinks it was joel who pranked him, and as he says to pearl while showing off the sign, which he kept even after tearing the prank down, "joel gave me a kiss." in his most recent video, he pranks joel by sending him loads of anonymous messages in order to completely spam and fill his inbox, preventing him from getting any more mail, with notes such as "thinking about you. x"

of course, joel is going to have absolutely no context for this, because he didn't make the initial prank. so who is joel going to assume sent him all those messages while he was away on holiday? well, i have a guess.

etho.

[ninjautistic]

I don't remember this but HOLY FUCKING SHIIIIIITT LLOYD WAS CONFIRMED TO BE AT LEAST 9 YEARS OLD HERE AND HE WAS ABLE TO DO THAT??? JESUS FUCK

[hypewinter]

Hal bent down as the little girl approached him. Even then, he still managed to tower over her with how small she was.

"Hey there little lady," he said. "Anything I can help you with this fine evening?"

The little girl looked at him anxiously, fiddling with her hands. Ok so not a nervous fan. Hal immediately switched to serious mode, scanning the crowd for anyone who could be her parents. He didn't see anyone running up to the two of them or even so much as keeping a watchful eye from a distance.

"Is something the matter?" Hal questioned, making sure to keep his voice even and calm.

The girl continued fidgeting, her big blue eyes scanning from side to side. Finally she spoke. "You wiff da space po-eece yes? Not da am-ear-ree-ca one?"

Hal smiled at the girl. "Yes, I'm with the space police." Honestly that was oversimplifying the Corps a little but he had long since gotten to citizens calling him a space cop.

The girl offered up a small nervous smile of her own. "So you won't tell da gov-ment what I tell you wight?"

Hal was on high alert now. Just what was this little girl trying to tell him? "I won't tell. I promise," he said after a second.

The girl broke into a big smile at this. "Really? Dis way den." She started tugging Hal along and he began to follow.

"Where exactly are we going?" he asked.

"You see," was all she replied.

Hal was led down a couple different alleyways and was beginning to think he was walking into a trap when they reached an abandoned building. The girl dashed in and up the old rusted stairs, with Hal following closely behind her.

If this really is a trap, I'll never hear the end of it from Batman, he thought morbidly as he cleared the last step. Instead of finding himself facing an ambush however, he saw a boy curled up on an old mattress. The girl was already by his side as Hal approached.

"Don wowee Danny, I got help. Like I said I would," he caught the little girl whispering as he knelt down next to the boy. He had to have been older than the girl. Three years older maybe? Yet he was still so small. Hal took sight of his condition. He was in pain. That much was certain by his little face scrunched up in agony and his quiet moans. He was also sweating profusely. His raven black hair sticking to his forehead. Fever maybe?

Hal continued his observations as he scanned down the boy's body until he got to his stomach. The boy was clutching it and Hal could make out blood bleeding through from underneath. Oh no.

He quickly yet carefully removed the boy's arm to get a better look at the wound. The kid let out a groan as his arm was peeled away. Hal couldn't help but thank Oa for all his training that helped prevent him from letting out a gasp.

The boy's chest was covered in blood. Dark red mixed with flecks of green soaked through his shirt and there were bandages that had been amateurishly tied around the wound.

"How did this happen?" Hal asked, turning back to the girl. He did his best to keep his tone as gentle as possible.

Her smile was gone now, and her eyes welled up with tears. "He pwotected me," she said. "Dey wanted to huwrt us. Dey shot at us. Danny pwotected me."

Anger boiled within Hal. Who would shoot at these children? They were only little kids. If what the girl had said earlier was anything to go off of, the answer had something to do with the government. He would have to take care of that later though. For now, this boy needed medical attention.

"Let's get Danny to a hospital," Hal said resolutely, as he got up.

"No!" the little girl screeched. "No has-pee-tail. Too dan-er-us!"

"But he needs-" Hal started but then he met the girl's eyes. There was abject fear in them. As if going to the hospital would be a death sentence for both children. Where else were they supposed to go though? The boy- Danny needed medical attention stat. That much was certain.

Hal paused. There was one place. He sighed. Batman was going to kill him for this.

"Okay okay. No hospital. But what about space?"

"Space?" the girl repeated.

Hal nodded.

The little girl smiled. "Danny lobes space!"

"Well then. That's perfect."

Hal constructed a new bed for the boy, carefully easing him onto it before putting a protective dome around both children. The little girl giggled as he lifted them up. He then turned to the wall where he created a giant hammer to knock it down. Then they were off. Flying higher and higher, towards the atmosphere. As the Watchtower got closer in sight, Hal couldn't help but groan. Taking civilians to the Watchtower? Oh yeah, Batman was definitely going to kill him.

[writing-for-life]

The Truth of Mankind…

…Is Also Dream’s

These quotes are from episode 5 (24/7):

“Garry dreams of proving his father he was wrong about him.”

“Kate dreams of running away where no one will find her.”

[But you do, and we see your star in so many panels of The Wake 🥺]

“Bette dreams of creating something that matters to people.”

You are the magician who became the man, Morpheus. And you are the king who left his kingdom, but not without making sure everyone else would be okay first--perhaps that is a different definition of a graceful ending, but it is graceful nonetheless.

You’re so painfully human, and yet, you are also not 😭

[urostakako]

in sync

[Image ID: A five panel comic of Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, and Shoko Ieiri from Jujutsu Kaisen. In the first panel, half of Suguru's face is in shadow and faces the screen. Satoru is lying on his bed playing on a DS and Shoko sits on the bed next to him. Suguru asks, "Hey, Satoru, where's my phone?" Satoru says, "Over there." Shoko comments dryly, "You didn't even look up..."

In the second panel, Suguru is on the other side of the room, holding up his phone triumphantly in his right hand. Shoko whips her head toward him in confusion and disbelief as Suguru says, "Found it!! Thanks, Satoru :3" and Satoru responds, "Ur welcome"

In the third panel, Shoko wears an expression of disgust against a background of swirling radial lines, saying, "What the hell... That's so creepy..."

In the fourth panel, Satoru is leaning up on his elbows on the bed and Suguru is sitting next to him, sagely nodding his head as Satoru says, "You're just bitter cuz you're short." Shoko, irritated, says, "What does that even mean..."

In the fifth panel, Shoko holds her chin and contemplates, "Does the Six Eyes include telepathy...?" Behind her, Satoru is sitting on the bed with his fingers to his temples and his mouth open in concentration, levitating a slice of pizza. Suguru sits on his knees next to him, cheering him on.

Next to the first four panels is a drawing of the three of them. Suguru and Satoru have their arms slung around Shoko's shoulders, who smiles around a cigarette in her mouth and whose hands are in her pockets. Suguru, on Shoko's right, makes a three-fingered peace sign with his right hand and leans slightly down. Satoru has his legs crossed and his left arm up in a fist, mouth open in a smile. In hiragana written above them is Sashisu! (さしす). ]

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

I think the thing that's fueling my Dead Boy Detectives fic series is that almost every major character has had some sort of interesting/unhinged interaction with every other main character. Like beyond the incredibly interesting/fleshed-out relationships between the main four detectives we have examples like:

1) Cat King and Monty forest interaction where the Cat King toys with Monty in order to both protect/play with Edwin

(Which, by the way, the Cat King knew about Monty before the forest scene when he shapeshifted into him by the lighthouse. So, like, did he know what Monty's secret identity was then and just straight up didn't say a word because he felt like it? Or did he figure it out later?)

2) Jenny straight up meeting Charles and Edwin only after being possessed by a demon and literal minutes before her shop gets blown up leading to the iconic "you were about to leave those boys forever now you're going to risk your life to save them" line

3) Jenny only meeting David to sing Belinda Carlisle/threaten him with a meat cleaver and get her SECOND near-death experience

4) Hell, on the meat cleaver POV: first and only time Niko meets the Cat King it's to threaten him with a meat cleaver and clock him for his interactions with Edwin (same goes for Crystal even though it's her second time meeting him)

5) Any scene Charles has one-on-one with Monty plus the bit on the sidewalk where Monty straight-up bypasses him for Edwin and Charles just goes "I was polite, wasn't I?" while the girls are clearing him away for Edwin and Monty to flirt

6) Night Nurse and Kashi. Everything about those interactions are *chef's kiss.*

7) Same goes for Night Nurse and Niko. Their dynamic is so fucking good and leads to the fantastic "reading comprehension" bit.

8) And from a more devastating/angsty POV, the scene with Esther and Monty in episode 5 where Monty feels more like a teenager than any other character in the cast. And as much as Esther is a camp queen in that scene, it's also terrifying because that iron cane is against Monty's chest and she literally ripped him apart episodes before that and she's going to kill him again next episode with that very cane and your brain is just bouncing between laughing at the "it's honestly nbd" line and going on red alert because get the fuck out of there, Monty, you're going to die at her hands-

[icantdothistodaybruh]

Them!!

[maretriarch]

Just in time for 4/13 here's the second line of my r63 dolls, this time CREEPover themed with bonus accessories! in an ideal world they would come in adorable recuperacoon shaped packaging. and probably a sopor slime making kit because kids love slime. which one are YOU picking up from your local Goreget today?

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

ive been absolutely enthralled by the tiniest glimps of First in @zhinchino 's Bard Randy AU here and i've got such a one track mind because i was like instantly ELF FIRST ELF FIRST and well

[fallinglikemagic]

Compilation of screenshots of Weiss looking at Penny

because I noticed in my most recent rewatch that there's a certain level of softness in these expressions that I haven't seen Weiss express towards anybody else and it's been driving me insane /pos

[redbean-nom]

thinking about 17's grievous incident again

(he also sent the pic to Grievous)

shebse interactions once again inspired by @thefoundationproject, because I feel like Priority would have Much To Say about it

and the version without the priority additions

[whereismyhat5678]

HOLY. SHIT.

I don’t even wanna separate these?? TAKE THE WHOLE SHEET I’M SO PROUD OF IT WHAT????

I was playing around with expressions and OMG, I think I unlocked something???

It was mostly from yesterday’s post, I liked the way I drew Pizza Head so I decided to try drawing him again (since it’s been a while) AND GOD I LOVE THESE‼️‼️‼️ Seriously started out rough but then I just kind rolled with it! I like it! I like it a lot‼️ 😆😆

Also since I drew Brick yesterday as well, I decided to change the way I draw him, just a bit 🤏

Today was so fun AAAHHH!!!! 💞💞💞💞💞💞

[painted-bees]

a quick sketchy lil' comic about a phone call.

Part 2