#still can't draw winky faces

[age-of-play-i-say]

Mommy pulls out of me, catching her breath, laying her head on my shoulder as she softly collapses onto my chest and tummy

Her big cock is still twitching, softening against my thighs just beneath my spent little boycunt

After just breathing together enough time that I begin to drift off, Mommy stirs and winces when my deep breathing jostles her abdomen. She looks up at me and says

"Forgot to go ahead of time, little one, you're very distracting. Mommy's gonna head to the potty, sweetie, and then I'll be back to cuddle for snoozes, okay?"

My eyes fly open, and I wrap my legs around Mommy's middle.

I look down into Mommy's eyes, questioning and strained, and turn pink with what I know I need to say in order to get what I want. I take a deep breath.

"No, Mommy. Do your pee pees inside your baby. Mark me as yours, please."

🥺🥺🥺

Mommy gasps, and I can feel her soft cock stir, too soon but so willing. Her eyes shimmer with emotion and want. She can't believe that I'm hers. I'm perfect for her. Not only am I okay with her kinks, I actively want to participate and fulfill her fantasies.

We both consider how much we lucked out when she responds in kind.

"Yeah? Does my baby want Mommy's scent? A creampie's not enough huh, you need Mommy's pee pee, too? Are you sure, little one? Mommy's gotta go really, really bad."

Mommy emphasizes her words by getting back on all fours and kissing at my face and neck. The words are teasing, but she can't hide how much she loves this, how much she needs me.

Mommy's shaking desperately above me, cock half hard against my pussy lips. I smile up into her emotional, half-wild expression. I want her to know how much I want this. I want to make her feel welcome.

I break into a huge smile and my lil winkie pulses against Mommy's shaft, and I follow my instincts.

I furrow my brow, spread my legs a bit more, and instead of verbally responding, I relax my twitchy boycunt and squirt a little pee pee right onto Mommy's cock between my lips.

Mommy's cock registers all the heat and wetness just before she does, hardening almost instantly to press against my growing winkie. I moan with pleasure, both at the sensation and at the intimacy between us.

Mommy's mouth falls open in shock, but her bladder instantly gets the memo. She automatically curls over my body like an animal in heat, and lets out a quick, choked grunt before her stream starts up in earnest.

Mommy's bladder overpowers her state of arousal and she shivers uncontrollably on all fours, barely aware of her own moaning as the hiss of her release finds purchase on my privates. Her now-fully hard cock aims her hot stream right at my baby parts, splashing loudly against me as we both moan and shake.

While Mommy is completely absorbed in her very long release, I start whining, desperate for more.

I reach between us and spread my pussy lips, gasping when Mommy's stream makes contact with my stiffening winkie.

This snaps Mommy out of her trance. She takes in my face and body language, smiling slowly. She wags her hips to encourage her bladder to continue flowing, then draws back and takes her hard, dripping cock in hand.

I whine at the loss, open my eyes to complain and see Mommy, stroking her cock and staring at my baby parts on display between my fingers.

"Inside, you said?" Mommy confirms, rasping.

I nod fast and hard and she covers my body with hers, plunging inside my wet hole, growling as she humps both her releases further inside her good, sweet, compliant little one.

I open my eyes to look into her nearly-feral ones. Her stream is slowing down, finally and I'm overcome with love and gratitude.

I start sliding the hand pinned between us up and down my teeny shaft and say

"Thank you, Mommy, thank you for making me all yours"

[cookieswithay]

"The awesome, fabulous Spider-shell! (Mikey AU)

🧡🕷🕸🧡🕷🕸🧡🕷🕸🧡🕷

Hey-yo! Congratulations to the winners of the poll! This little paragraph is a Spiderman intro for Mikey. If anyone wishes to draw any visuals or run with this idea, go right ahead! But I'd appreciate a tag or some credit. And if anyone wants to see another brother, TELL ME!

🧡🕷🕸🧡🕷🕸🧡🕷🕸🧡🕷🕸🧡🕷🕸

• Okay, guys. Let's do this one more time. (I'm getting peckish.)

• My name is Michaelangelo Hamato.

• But, you can call me, Mikey.

• I was nearly eaten by a mutant spider.

• And for the last 2 years, I've been the one and only Spider-shell.

• (Still a mad dog, though. Can't quit them!)

• Pretty sure you know the rest.

• I save New York in the daytime and stop mutants with the fam at night.

• I'm single, but a certain pretty mutant keeps on winking at me.

• I'm not good at keeping secrets so I told my brothers and April.

• (Donnie totally WIGGED when I told him! Raph was amazed and Leon was jealous)

• I got vinyl action figures of me.

• I got followers for days on all social media!

• Gizmos are made by my bro in purple!

• Gonna make music on Stripafy!

• ("Caught in a web of lies", I'm going for the feels, baby!)

• And I finally got a POPSICLE! (It's gross, but I still support)

• Crime fighting alone is a little lukewarm, but I feel like it's opening my mind pores.

• Like, I'm on a different plane of existence.

• (Know what I mean...you know what I mean.)

• I feel different things.

• I hear different things.

• I smell different things.

• I'm DOING different things!

• And that slamming awesome.

• So, I'll keep fighting.

• Keep swinging and saving.

• Cause, there's only one mutant who can help these people in the daytime.

• And that's me.

• Cause, I'm Spider-shell, baby.

• Winky-face!😉

[alienturnip]

Character Songs Tag

Thank u @1ichen this one is for u 💞 and sorry that it took forever t-t

Game Rules: Choose one of your characters and list songs that fit them.

these guys are selected from my playlist for Cirilla <3 which wasn't much to start with so it's actually nearly all of the list xD

DOES - Donten (曇天)

She fears the great storm in her life, but also lives on the thrills of it.

Here's a translation!

Hua Chen Yu - Great Sage, Heaven's Equal (齐天大圣)

This song is dedicated to Sun Wukong (my beloved) but I still can't help but draw the connections to the way she takes on life. Her love for freedom & self-determination, and her aspiration for greatness.

Here is an English translation but I'm not sure how accurate it is!

Winky Thi - Mountain Demon/Mountain Spirit (山鬼)

For the lonely wait in the name of love

The poem that became the lyrics of this song is pretty hard to grasp even in Chinese, so I'm not sure if there can be a really accurate translation, but here is one! (in the video caption)

Jackie Evancho - Lovers

Self explanatory :’3 Also I really love how solemn and wistful it is, and it talks about a love not marked by sparks of passion but by unwavering dedication :’3

Phạm Anh Khoa - Colors (Sắc Màu) - Rock Version

Love how it goes from evoking the names of the colors in a very tender and vague way (xanh xanh – greenish, vàng vàng – yellowish) to then paint a whole scenery that gives insight to the narrator’s inner landscape, I think that’s pretty much the kind of spiralling Cirilla can get into when left to herself under a vast sky or a desolate cliff of the Storm Coast, or during her years wandering far away from her family. Also the last line being the narrator realizing that they (as a character & a subject matter) are formless, intangible amidst all these colorful paintings that they made… ah <3 Trần Tiến is not my favorite musician and PAK is not my favorite singer but they kinda went off with this one. The original is much more folk ballad-y, but I think rock suits Cirilla better always!

The translation on musixmatch goes like this. I changed a few details below to suit my understanding better.

The greenish is spotted with the yellowish The greenish dotted with the yellowish of the desolate meadow. A brownish brown next to a purplish shade Oh, how mellow my darling's purplish brown eyes!

The blue is dotted with the indigo Wartime was all gone, my colors One is the black, another is the white That deserted afternoon, the hearse run hastily

A curving line is linked with many a roundabout line Drawing a stranger, reminiscing the face, guessing the appearance Then in a wobbling night, how do I draw the darkness How do I draw the colorless night-flowers?

A night I try to recall, to recall that I'm alone A night I try to recall, to recall the places I have been Within a deep sleep comes a blinding light A night that I recall, recall that I am intangible.

[panzerkatzee]

Good day ya'll!

Its 11:30 and I just completed a small research session on fillipino martial arts and taking extensive notes on how my characters might move in the upcoming combat scenes. Funny enough, I always thought my larp experience would help in writing combat realistically… but oh boy… I WAS SO WRONG… its embarassing.

I am still no real expert, but maybe I can find someone to help with those scenes in particular down the line. For now I did watch some videos and read some instructions online and feel confident to get into the fight scene, I've been hyped for yesterday… but first… warm up time!!

by Electrum Photography

Then and again, he would get a flicker of red eyes, burning brightly with flashes of inert blood magic, his friend no doubt struggling to hold it back, hating crowds as it was. Dan… you are getting an ear full, for dragging her out here, he thought ruefully and picked up his pacing again. A few moments later, she stumbled free from the bodies swaying and squirming with the thrumming beats. "going to try smth new, winky face", had been the last text he received from her before getting on the tube and hot damn… she had. Only her hair was reminiscent of the timid mage, kept straight and falling down onto her shoulders, bangs freshly trimmed to end in a straight line above her brows. To cover her chest Lucille wore only a black pleather bra, the burning church tattooed across he abdomen, was on full display, showing its bell-tower ablaze, right between her breasts. She had paired it off with nothing more than a pair of latex gloves and a matching skirt, making Dan sweat just by looking at it. Clashing with the entire get up, the mad woman had forgone the use of shoes completely.

Not my best work… but after spending so much time on researching, I am a bit anxious to get writing. There is still some catching up with the long-term goal to do… soooo snaps fingers LET'S DO IT!

Okaaay… five hours later… didn't hit the word count… yet. But I am due for a food break, having ordered poké bowl from my fav restaurant.

I really underestimated how far fight scenes were out of my comfortzone… usually I am more for the whole emotional stuff… but as I am writing sci-fi about ppl doing sneaky shit and pissing off powerful other ppl, I don't think I will get away without it…

In the end… I went against the plan I had, and reshuffled my entire story a little bit.. soooo.. that just might turn into something interesting… who knows…

As of now I am at ~1400 words, so very close… aaaand the next scene coming up, will be snugly inside my comfort zone again, hence I am no tooo worried, I won't hit my mark for the day.This wraps up Chapter IV nice and neat~

I do a lot better at starting a chapter than ending it sooo...

But.. to learn from this, I will probably alter the daily warm up challenge a bit… by changing it to stuff I am not quite good at yet..

Maybe a paragraph of a battle scene or dialogue each day? Something like this.

As it stands now, I will wait for my food and write a bit more afterwards…

For now, lets continue with the Playlist, shall we?

Today's song: Faunts - M4 Pt.2

Why is this on my playlist? Those among you with an excellent taste in Video Games, might already know this one. If not by name, then from the Mass Effect I credits, as it is from the Game's OST. To be honest, it doesn't align at all with what I usually listen to, but then that's mostly everything that leads to the release of dopamine in my brain… so I can't claim any consistency there. Being a huuuuge fan of the Mass Effect Trilogy… and my alien waifu Garrus, connecting a very peaceful time in my life with these games… an age of innocence so to speak.. I have feelings about the song as well…

The lyrics just resonate with me… and I kinda always come back to it, when I have a hard time. Its not cheerful or anything.. but it holds this deepfelt wish for someone to heal… and struggling with mental illness, I just need it.

As my novel draws a lot from my personal experiences and how I see the world, this fits the story's playlist quite well… and its Mass Effect related… sooo doubly perfect~

Sooooo I will go wait for food now and play some Mahjong or whatever :D Have a lovely day~

[sweatandwoe]

monster harpy silco 🥺😈😍🥵

☆sher

you're right Sher, and this is gonna get a full fic for it later, but for now, we get fluff and very cute family dynamics

Harpy!Silco x f!Reader Tags: Domestic fluff, baby Jinx, Jinx is Reader's and Silco's baby, monster romance, just a cute family thing before we get into

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"Silco, she's fine."

"You're sure?"

You offer a smile, "Yes. Look, she's barely woken up."

The few days old babe only gurgles, half-asleep still with her blue eyes barely open. Human hands grip the blanket you've covered her in, while her wings were laid out behind her. Fluffy and downy, baby blue feathers covering them.

Silco did not seem convinced, talons hovering close to the babe's place in your arms. Frowning, his mismatched gaze locked onto the sharp tips of his fingers. "Violet was more feathery, less skin. This one is going to get cold."

He is fretting. Large, black wings flutter, before curling behind you. Unusually dark for a harpy, they are supposed to be more colorful. Like Vi and Jinx's hair and feather colors.

Not that you mind, as you lean into the curl with the knowledge of it. "We will keep her warm."

He frets still, circling you until his chest is to your back. Arms hovering around your own and wings folding around both you and the babe. Impossibly tall, he glances down at you. "I will help."

You can't argue, not when he is very warm and nice to learn your back against. It doesn't take long for him to lead you to bed, though the blankets you note have been strewn about. Creating a nest.

"You were nesting again?"

He helps you into the nest, grabbing blankets to ensure both of you are warm. "There's not sticks in it this time."

"Thank Janna for that."

He frowns, not even slightly amused, especially seeing you are. The slightest hint of bare, sharp teeth. "So cruel to me, darling."

Your finger runs over the soft little forehead of your daughter. "I apologize." Then you actually gaze at the nest and nod approvingly. "It's very warm and soft."

His face brightens a little, shoulders slumping. "I'm glad." Silco leans forward, touching his forehead to your own. "You're alright?"

You nod, brushing your nose against his own. "Just tired."

"Rest." And he draws you down with him, daughter coming down to. "Sevika will bring Vi soon. She's excited to see her new sister."

"I miss her." You did, but it was for the best to have the both of you adjust to the new babe first before introducing Vi to her. The logic was sound of it, but it didn't ease the ache.

"I do too." His wings curl around you, and you adjust the babe between you. Harpies did not put their children in cradles or swaddle them, the babes were left to rest in nests with their parents, crawling about and bonding further with the parents. Their nests however were usually more widespread than the large bed of your home, wich is why you also have a bassinet. But for right now, you lay with your daughter and mate, and enjoy the soft feeling that swarms in your chest.

Silco takes the little after a few moments, a small noise emerging from the babe. Blue wings flutter, the soft feathers held in Silco's talons, as he holds her carefully. "We need a name for her."

You hum, knowing that was true. It had been a few days, ensuring that the little one would probably survive. "Nothing to do with blue."

"We both thought Violet's wings would grow purple, the pink was a surprise."

"No blue."

There's a sigh, and you watch him adjust. The babe against his chest between the two of you. "Powder?"

The baby began to whimper, Silco is quick to run a talon over her back, until she calms. "Not powder." You whisper, brushing your own hand over her back.

"Perwinkle?"

"Silco."

"What? It's a perfectly fine name. We could call her Winky."

You shake your head, rubbing your hand over the tiny back, the soft wings twitching against your wrist. "How about, Jinx? A good omen for us."

"Jinx?" He looks ready to object further, but the baby interrupts him. An approving gurgle, that has him pause before shrugging his shoulders. "Jinx it is then."

You smile, and rest your eyes for a moment, knowing your mate would watch over the child and wake you if she needed to be fed. It's even easier to fall asleep as his wings tucked behind you, drawing you closer.

Your tiny family, is safe and warm. And there is nothing you could ask more besides that.

[concubuck]

What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?

((So many of Alastor's hobbies have fallen by the wayside, pretty much all due to becoming a succubus:

- He can't go to musicals, movies, concerts. He tried a few times early on and found he couldn't make it through the whole show without his libido acting up. Either he'd be forced to bail partway through the show, or he'd stay to the end but be so distracted & uncomfortable he doesn't pay attention to the latter half of the show. By this point, he's got his daily needs figured out enough that he SHOULD be able to go to a whole show without trouble... but it's become a "try not to think about the elephant in the room" thing. He's so sure his libido will flare up and so distracted mentally checking on his Internal Horné Levels that he causes it to flare up—and has to leave the show. Which just confirms he can't go to shows. It's a vicious cycle.

- He rarely cooks anymore. He's depressed, he's got ADHD but lost access to the meds he'd been on for a decade and a half, and he spends half his day managing the symptoms of a chronic condition. When he's hungry, he gets fresh meat from the butcher and eats it raw (especially common now that he's got cravings for meat), he eats over at someone else's place (usually Cal's), or he eats out. This is one thing that's started to improve lately; he still struggles to find time to cook for himself, but if he agrees to meet up with someone else to cook and/or if he's hanging out with someone when they want to cook, it's a lot easier for him to join in. Hanging out with alternates has given him chances to cook he's been missing.

- Alastor used to attend jam sessions at jazz clubs—basically improvisational musician hangouts/practice/performances where anyone can show up and get on stage to play with each other. But the clubs he used to go to draw a larger sinner crowed than demon, and he'd stand out; plus they tend to draw the kind of crowd that would look at a succubus's lifestyle and either go "that's disgusting" or "that's hot," and Alastor's idea of a good jam session doesn't involve all his fellow musicians looking at him as an object of derision/desire instead of as a peer. And anyway, evenings are usually prime time to snag people looking to hook up. He can't afford to spend that time playing music.

- He's had to stop hunting. Used to, he would regularly go out to mutilate sinners and take away "cuts of meat" from their flesh—it's hard to get venison, pork, and beef in Hell, but easy to find deer-like, pig-like, and cow-like sinners. But part of getting permission to become a succubus (which would have unleashed him on the other six sinner-free rings) and now trying to impress more powerful demons enough to offer him better job opportunities is proving to them that he's not like those other, out-of-control sinners, and can politely integrate into demonic society. If he kept running around mangling people, even if they were only sinners, it'd make folks wonder if he'd ever do that in good, upstanding demon neighborhoods. That, plus he's now got to convince a whole lot of sinners to sleep with him, and that means reassuring them that he's NOT going to mutilate and devour them. (... Unless they're into that. *winky face, heart emoji*) So now he gets his human flesh from the butcher instead.

Bonus, here's one hobby he's dropped that he DOESN'T miss: serial killing. (In his mind, this is different from "hunting." He never uses angel weapons to permanently execute the sinners he hunts, just leaves them to regenerate. And in his mind hunting sinners is more like grocery shopping in the form of a violent mugging—while his murdering was done for the thrill of the kill.)

A lot of times, assuming a serial killer isn't caught first, they'll eventually retire, particularly as they start to approach their 40s. Reasons why can include stabilized jobs & families that reduce the killer's stress levels, more demanding jobs/family lives that reduce the killer's free time, getting spooked by a close call with a victim and deciding to quit, and some theories suggest just reduced testosterone.

In 1933, Alastor was losing his taste for murder and reaching that point of a natural retirement. The pressure from law enforcement was growing, his job was taking up more time, and yet his killing pace was increasing because he'd started bargaining with demons and began trading murders for power. He was already teetering on the edge of burnout—when death snapped him out of the cycle of murder and cleared the haze of bloodlust. Almost 90 years later, he still isn't interested in picking up murder as a hobby again, even though he has access to Earth and sometimes his jobs call for murder.

[risingmoonyue]

Batman/P5 Crossover

-Sometime before Akechi but after Futaba or Haru

-Damian is sent to Tokyo to check it out for whatever reason (maybe they had a fight, or he’s going stir crazy, or he’s just the only one they can send at the time and didn't bother with all that "you're not old enough" business)

-Dami is younger than Futaba by a year or three or four

-He is baby

-He is transferred to Shujin as a child prodigy where he also immediately joins the "outcast" community because of his attitude and intelligence

-Talia goes too, manages to cut off all his communications with the Batfam, and is planning to take him home in a month whether he likes it or not

-For whatever reason, Batfam doesn't realize this??? (Like, either she's faking reports or they're too busy (think fight or chaos in Gotham scenario maybe???))

-Anyways, obviously Dami doesn't want this

-Somehow the Phantom Thieves hear about the situation

-Maybe he was assigned to shadow Makoto for a while, and they managed to overhear a phone conversation either to Talia or Dami trying to get in touch with the Batfam and nothing really working

-And eventually they outright see him fighting with his mother with him at some point (either in person or over a phone call) mentioning that she already disowned him, he's happy with his Father's family, and that he will head her family business over his dead body—and oh would you look at that, you already managed that, care to try again Mother?

-The PT's are understandably alarmed

-And learn her name from Damian (from Makoto maybe or someone else he bonded a little with) (MORGANA) (THEY GAVE HIM MONA FOR A DAY AND NOW THEY KNOW EVERYTHING FROM HIS MANY PETS TO HIS LEAST TO MOST FAVORITE SIBLINGS STARTING FROM TIM TO DICK TO HIS FAVORITE FOODS TO EVERYONE IN HIS FAMILY’S NAMES TO HOW STUPID HE FINDS EVERYONE AND WHY THEY'RE STUPID TO HIS FAVORITE MUSIC TO WHY ANIMALS ARE SUPERIOR TO HUMANS AND MONA’S LIKE OMG TMI BUT LOVED IT THERE BECAUSE HE WAS PAMPERED LIKE NO TOMORROW GOT ONLY THE BEST FOOD AND THE BEST BEDS AND TOYS THAT HE GOT TO TAKE WITH HIM BACK TO LEBLANC AND NOW AKIRA AND SOJIRO ARE LIKE DUDE WHY AND MONA’S LIKE IM KEEPING HIM THIS HUMAN IS GOOD SORRY AKIRA YOU’RE DEMOTED)

-The palace is basically a fortress full of assasin ninjas and clones

-Dunno what her keywords are tho

-Or her what her palace actually is

-Help?????????

-Cognitive Bruce, Ra's, Damian, Dami clones, and Jason (maybe rest of batfam??? Idk)

-Long story short, the traps are so assassin-y that they need someone who knows the actual Talia because egads, this is the closest they have all come to actually dying

-And they didn't really want to do it and were just gonna power through

-But Dami manages to find out and get in and of course uses his background to help out whether they like it or not

(-he's slightly off put by Joker's name, but then decides to just solely call Gotham!Joker "The Clown")

-At some point they are captured by the Shadow Talia who is decked out in super fancy traditional Arab clothing and probably every conceivable hidden weapon known to man

-Talia says Damian won't and can't ever change from who he "is meant to be", referring to him as her Alexander and basically brutally addresses all of his insecurities concerning the batfam and people and society in general

-And all this is kinda killing him cause he still loves Talia despite the fact that she killed him and had a violent citywide custody battle with Batman but he also loves the batfam too even if he would absolutely never admit it (except to maybe Grayson)

-Joker does his emotional kick-start thing and/or Dami is like Makoto and just gets so mad he triggers it himself, but either way, lo and behold, Damian is now a persona user, usurping Futaba's place as the baby of the team

-The outfit is kinda inspired by his future adult league outfit with the top and bottom and gold jewelry, but has a raggedy cloak with dull gold edges, a Robin mask and gauntlets, and his main weapons are batarang-sword hybrids

---acknowledging his past and moving on with his present

-Persona: Aladdin, Tsun Zu, Ali Baba, somone else???? Need ideas plz help

-Probably the fastest member of the group

-His small body makes his hits not as strong, but hoo boy can that kid move around

-Hits a lot and dodges most

-Most of his Persona abilities are physical and have high crit and/or are status affects

-Downside is he has not a lot of SP (compared to the rest of the group)

-And he has pretty good HP

-Those good ol' “superior genetics” have to be good for something after all

-Anyways they escape to find the treasure another day

-And Dami is all smug because HA you definitely can't stop me now

-And the PTs are just resigned to keeping an eye on the extremely competent snotty assassin/vigilante child

-They do like him though so it's not too bad (comes with learning all his darkest secrets via his mother and thought processes that tends to accompany watching someone at their lowest get a persona)

(-They do manage to temper him a bit and help him adjust better to actual society too that's nice)

-As such, they also know about Batman and Robin and his whoooole family. Both sides.

-Damian decided not to tell batfam because he does agree with the whole "most adults suck" mentality that the Phantom Thieves have; despite his deep, deep respect for his father and mother and Grayson, they all do kinda suck

-And he’s rather not get pulled out as he surely would if he told them

(-On a side note, he likes Sojiro

-The man gives him coffee, curry, and leaves him mostly to his own devices

-Instant win)

-He is dubbed "Mockingbird" apon return to the metaverse because of his freaky talented vocal skills in mimicking anyone and everyone's voice

-Eventually, they beat Talia

-She doesn't publicly confess to all her sins unlike everyone else

-PTs don't realize it worked until Damian came into school with a genuine smile on his face, and more relaxed than he'd been since he got there

-PTs are confused until Damian's like, this works out because hey, don't want to have several people assassinated and draw the entire freaking league to Tokyo

(-Which was probably why Talia didn't)

-They agree

-But she does break down to tears in Dami's arms and promise to ACTUALLY TALK CIVILLY with Bruce to try and make up for everything and try to fix up the league

-He stays for the rest of p5

-But steers all his reports very much away from the Phantom Thieves

-If anything, he downplays absolutely everything, and makes it seem like it's nothing super big but he's gonna stay a while to keep and eye out because y'alls are busy and I like it here and I haven't gotten expelled so there

-The PTs like to add funny stuff on there just to see if they’ll notice

-Like, Akira likes to have Dami describe his day in excruciating detail. Like, recounting the entirety of his nine or so months to Sae during police interrogation, excruciating

-Mona is pushing for the shiny stuff

-Yusuke just likes to put in bursts of randomness (Dami once mentioned that an acquaintance made another acquaintance T-pose in a church for art lol)

-Ann loves to rant about food

-Haru is always insisting on about feelings

-Ryuji likes to complain about everything and puts in ridiculous requests

-Futaba is just putting in every gen-z thing ever

-Makoto is actually responsible and tries to get him to talk about his progress in school and his social life

-And Akechi is absolutely nowhere near any of this and doesn’t know it exists

-When they have the Tokyo/Japan-wide calling card, Batfam sees it too because let's face it, that's totally the sorta thing that they would keep an eye out for even if he didn't look at the news in the entirety of the time Dami was in Tokyo

-And they send a message to Damian (the first actual communication they've had since before Talia) saying "WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON OVER THERE????"

-And with the entirety of the Phantom Thieves looking over his shoulder, Damian's just like "Chill dudes, everything's fiiiiiiiiiine"

-And they're like "UH WHAT PART OF THIS IS FINE????" because they've dug around a bit and found every news report, and oh hey, this isn't anywhere near as calm as Damian described and he’s being super OOC and what’s going on?!?!?!?!?!

-And Damian, being egged on by the most of the PTs, just sends a winky face

-Just

-😉

-And he's smug, because it's still chaos over there so they can't actually come get him and try to pull him out because he's being super ooc

-Which means he's free to do what he wants/needs in the meantime

-Cue the end of the game

-And Dami is going with them on their summer road trip and cackling because the batfam is scrambling to find him in Tokyo but lol nope he's in a van the Japanese government tried and fail to follow

-And he found all the trackers like, a year ago

-Every

-Single

-One

-They eventually track him down to Akira's house where they're calmly eating dinner (and they've been expecting this for the past week so Mona was keeping watch just so they could pull this off) and talking about how uneventful the school year was

-Cue mass confusion in the batfam

-As the PTs enjoy just confusing them so much

-By talking to Mona

-Talking normal then crazy then normal again

-And just generally being their normal selves lol

-They explain absolutely nothing beyond gushing about how much progress socially and academically he’s made (gotta embarrass the baby of the group somehow) and making sure that if Dami absolutely has to go home that he's able to stay in touch

(-Later, Damian forms his own hero persona outside of Batman and Robin)

(-He names it Mockingbird)

(-Batfam proceeds to have a brain aneurysm while the PTs dab their happy proud tears out of their eyes on their regularly scheduled tea time at the Wayne Manor)

(-Damian sends a private plane every week or two lol)

(Bonus: ARTTTTTTT)

(Psst if you guys have ideas for art, outfits, interactions or scenarios, let me know)

[ralphavi]

Someone on the discord server I joined had this v cute owl plushie with those big eyes and I tried to use it and fell inlove with her

So here you have Sonja, who’s obsessed with owls and (bad) owl puns