#so. hmmmmmm

[sdmsims]

you know what i realized. i never released the pokepets costumes. hold on give me a sec

[hyunsung]

HAN / 'MEGAVERSE' (cr.) @ SBS GAYO DAEJEON (231225)

[softerhaze]

taking a billion photos of this house trying to figure out if i like the ceilings

[ghostbsuter]

Wonder MOM ( part 1 )

Happenings/mentions of:

Child abuse, possible trafficking, kidnapping and blood!

Nothing is explicit.

.・゜-: ✧ :-

Someone was in that cage.

Controlled anger aside, Batman made sure his footsteps were to be heard, speaking slow and calm as he approached and slid off the cloth.

"Everything will be okay now, are you–?"

With the cloth aside, Batman got a good look at the unconscious person inside.

He knows that face.

Thats—!!

"B! B, can you hear me?" Oracle calls, considering no one else seems to talk, he assumes Barbara put them into a private line.

"I'm here, Oracle." He answers easily, hands gripping the lock and fishing out the familiar pick-locking equipment.

"You went silent for a moment there, B, we got worried."

He gives a grunt at that, ripping the cage bars open and carefully checking for a pulse.

It's there, barely.

"Oracle, call Agent a to prepare, I'm bringing someone over."

"Got it. B, be careful, please."

Bringing the teen, the same age as his youngest, out of the cage seemed a bit harder than thought.

With some manoeuvring and carefully placed feet, the big Bat brings them both out in one swoop, tight on his hold.

His head rolls to the side, groggily blinking awake and peering up to Batman.

"Batsy?"

"Sleep, I'm getting you out of here."

"...knew you'd find me." Messy black hair hides the way he squishes his own face into Batman's side.

"Mom's probably very worried..." he gives an awkward laugh, throat dry and burning with the move.

The movement and warmth lulled him into sleep quite easily.

(Batman's expression, even if stony and blank, covered in a dark veil, anyone can see the carefully hidden layer of fury.)

—

Patrol was cut short that night, the boy in Alfred's care, and Bruce didn't hesitate calling Diana immediately after.

"Hello—"

"I found him."

Diana, Wonder Woman, remained silent upon the response, a quite inhale echoing through the call.

"They brought him all the way to Gotham?"

The man nods despite knowing Diana wouldn't see, giving a verbal answer after.

"I have a report of all injuries he has been subjected to. I'll send you the list."

There is a moment of silence before a sharp hiss from Diana comes through.

"They took his blood–?!"

"Not much from what Alfred gathered, but enough to get a running supply for their... plans."

"I'm coming over. Bruce, you and I both know the dangers of his blood in the wrong hands."

"Let's discuss this once you're here, Diana. Safe travels."

With a click and the call ended.

One look, and he has the eyes of most birds and bats on him already.

"The boy. You know him." Damian steps forward, arms crossed and cape off. The others must have come back not long ago and eavesdropped on his conversation.

"I do."

(The fact he doesn't elaborate nor does anyone either speak up is quite hilarious, wasn't it for the situation.)

The silence goes on, eyes sweeping over Stephanie's furrowed, thoughtful expression, Tim's calculating gaze, cass's curious yet open body language, duck's suspicious raised eyebrow and Damian's 'I dare you' scowl.

At least they didn't wake duke with their commotion.

"What's going on?" Jinxed, Duke himself comes down the stairs in his sleeping clothes, yawning.

"Duke, you're supposed to sleep."

"Sorry, sorry, apparently family drama is happening, and they needed more support." He jerks his hand towards the gaggle of vigilante children(1)/teens/one adult that is only an adult because of age laws.

Bruce suppresses a sigh.

There's a giggle to the side which gathers the attention of everyone.

Around the same height of damian, slightly thinner, is the teen B rescued not long ago. And who should not be awake either.

Alfred gives a smile, arm out stretched to support him on his way to the batclan, eyening his form with tapt attention.

"Batsy!" Ignoring the snorts and coos, Bruce nods back.

"Danny." The kid grins broadly, approaching.

He gives a wave to the other, attention solely on Bruce however.

"Is my mom coming?"

"Yes, she is on her way."

"Wonderful!"

He claps, arms bandaged to his throat, sickly pale and absolutely looking like prime adoption bait.

Cass approaches, hands ready to sign the most wnated question of everyone in the room and Bruce is already feeling the words of denial at the tip of his tongue.

'New br—'

"No."

Cass isn't backing down, expression only getting more determined.

'Honorary brother?'

He doesn't stop the sigh escaping, especially when Danny jumps up at the words with glee.

"Yes! Honorary!"

She seems very pleased with that, holding her hand out for a silent request, qnd once approved, gave a nice headpat.

"I'm actually surprised you didn't tell your kids of me, batsy." Danny side eyes the man, grinning mischievous.

"It slipped my mind."

(No, he doesn't break under the gaze of every person's disbelief stare directed at him. He stronger than that.)

(B did avoid meeting anyone's eyes tho.)

"Wait, so who is the moth—"

A green portal opens in the middle of the cave, and it has the most tense and drawing weapons.

Wonder woman stepped through.

"That answers my question then."

"Mom!"

Diana swooped him up, holding him closer and ducking her head into his black hair.

The Lady peers up at Bruce with a smile. "Thank you."

Her attention shifts to the child. "Frostbite will be expecting us, are you doing good enough to walk or should I–"

"I'm okay! I can walk!" Danny puffs his chest to prove it, giving her a reassuring smile.

Diana's brows knit together in worry. "Very well." She accepts, reluctant. She leads him to the still open veil of green, nodding towards pennyworth and both bid their goodbyes.

For now that is.

The portal closes.

"So, how were we originally supposed to know about Diana having a son??"

"HIS MOM IS WONDER WOMAN????"

"I'm so glad this isn't another adoptive brother. Honorary is good enough."

"HOW COULD YOU KEEP THIS FROM US, B!!!"

"Does that mean we have a miniature Trinity of the originals?"

[kyurochurro]

TNG character sketches!! been wanting to draw this crew for a hot sec so I got around to it at 3 am last nite… LOL

(also I haven’t started tng yet but hey I dedicate this to my DAD big tng fan first Trekkie I ever met SHOUTOUT TO YOU DAD 🗣️)

[rottengurlz]

oc introductions

[crystallizsch]

more heartshackle moments 🥹🥹🥺

i cant believe they're like "hey let's make ace feel more terrible that he’s not here with us by buying him a really thoughtful gift that'll suit him”

they are the friends ever i love them so much

also AWH LOOK AT HIMMM

a rare silver smile he is so adorable ;;; especially when thinking about lilia 🥺 he is so sweet

ALSO THIS SCENE IS SO FUNNY POOR SILVER 😭😭

("why are they running")

silver is doing his best ur honor he doesnt even know what hes doing wrong hes so precious

[bonetrousledbones]

redrew this old thing to be more faithful to the original art and ngl i’m obsessed with it now

[mysterycitrus]

There are less than a thousand works in the Dick Grayson/Roy Harper tag we have to DO something im literally dying

babes i am typing as fast as i can i prommy

[pixlokita]

Okay um so like thanks for visiting ✨💜 there’s snacks in the kitchen ฅ(•ㅅ•❀)ฅ

[riftdancing]

I sat with my anger long enough...

until it told me its real name was grief.

I'm not a whole person...

and I don't think I ever will be.

Parts of me died in the house I grew up in...

and I visit them in my dreams.

When you aren't fed love on a silver spoon...

you learn to lick it off knives.

[xxcallmemaryxx]

I am having insane urges to also write a little for sleep token so let me throw this at you Thankyou

Vessel x GN reader

(Cut for length)

Vessel who falls so hard for you. Who can’t physically keep himself from thinking about you, or talking about you, or finding excuses to be around you…

He spends hours talking about you to the other vessels, they each are well aware of his deep feelings for you, and honestly they’re shocked you haven’t picked up on it yet. Vessel knows he isn’t exactly secretive about it, but there’s a part of him that just wants you to know. He wants you to know how much he likes you and how badly he needs you and how he constantly fights the urge to reach out for you every single time you two are in the same room.

But despite all that, he is terrified. Terrified of you not returning his feelings. Terrified that if you were to find out how he felt it would scare you off. Terrified that it would just be too much for you and you’d leave, you’d leave him and he would be entirely to blame for it. He can’t take that risk he just can’t.

So instead he writes about you. He writes song after song after song about you. He dreams up everything he wants to do with you… do to you… and he uses that as his inspiration to write. Even if he never uses them, and just kept them to himself. He feels almost possessive over what he’s written about you, as if he doesn’t want anyone else in the world to see you how he sees you.

He lets you read some of them… the lesser obvious ones. And you read them with such passion, praising him for his beautiful words and incredible writing. And he just watches as you have no idea you’re reading about yourself.

[moonpaw]

every day i am grateful for the gear 5 we got vs that weird tiger man blood infusion haki whatever the fuck dudebros were trying to pass off as a possible gear 5

[witchhazelnut]

Rava was so right when she said what she said but girl… you married him when he was heir apparent to said racist News organization and then adopted a brown baby with that same man eyes wide open… now come on now….

[katabay]

JACK THE GIANT KILLER

originally this was a kind of personal visual vibe test: I'm still turning some thoughts around about jack in my head (altho I have finished assembling the skeleton of a story and I'm looking forward to seeing what happens when I start to press at it) but I really liked how it turned out so I'm posting it as it's own illustration :)

the first post about this idea is over here, but I've fine tuned it down a bit so that the story begins with jack finding the body of a giant while he's out in the woods one day, and the story spirals out of hand before he can stop it.

it's been interesting to read up on jack tales from a literary analysis point of view while I figure this story out!! and through the power of more coffee, I think. I'm close to pinning down an underlying theme I'd really like to bite into. I just need to condense it down to a couple of sentences instead of several paragraphs.

and to close this post out, here's another excerpt from the j.g. ballard's the drowned giant that haunts me!

bsky ⭐ pixiv ⭐ pillowfort ⭐ cohost ⭐ cara ⭐ ko-fi

[russellmaelofficial]

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