#they are super overprotective of him

[palskippah]

Hi! This is a compilation of Luigi and Bowser expecting a baby jsj

@penbwl this one’s for you! For opening my eyes to this idea ajksdjasd also your art of Luigi is so cute!! :’v

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Prompt: Either Time and Malon have announced they're having a baby or Malon has just had a baby and they're introducing them to the chain when Time finds some big insecurities from one of his boys he doesn't expect; Wild. Thing is, Time (and to an extent Malon as well) is the only parental figure he knows. Any memories of his parents are long gone along with any record of who they might have been so Time acting in a familial manner means a lot to Wild. But he's worried now that the man is an -actual- father that it means he'll be withdrawing that affection from the chain (himself, really) in favor of focusing on his child. Time goes above and beyond to prove him wrong.

Sky glared grumpily at the postman as he delivered mail to everyone. Legend snickered and elbowed his friend, making the usually cheery knight even more sour.

“Chin up, Sky,” Wild chuckled. “Nobody can outrun that guy from what I can figure. At least that’s what the old man says.”

Time didn’t even flinch at his mention. It wasn’t new - he tended to tune out the younger ones what they got rambunctious. But something about the intensity of which he was looking at his letter from Malon caught Wild’s attention.

“Everything okay?” Twilight asked, also picking up on it.

Time glanced at Twilight, eye fixed on the younger man, then back at the letter. Then he closed both eyes and smiled.

“It’s fine,” he said quietly, folding the letter.

“That looks like more than fine,” Warriors noted, wiggling his eyebrows. “What are you hiding, old man?”

“Is Miss Malon okay?” Wind asked, poking his head over Warriors’ shoulder, having been sitting on the ground behind the captain, who had plopped on a stump.

“She’s fine,” Time replied warmly. Then he sighed a little, gentle cheer dashed by a cool, worried gaze.

“That wasn’t very convincing,” Four whispered to Twilight.

Time glanced around at the group, now that everyone had honed in on him. Then he seemed to come to a decision, huffing a little and saying, “Since none of you seem to know how to mind your business, then I’ll tell you.”

Warriors scoffed, “I’ll have you know I am perfectly capable of minding my own business until gossip is involved.”

Hyrule laughed. “It’s pretty funny listening to people’s drama in town, honestly. But I hope there isn’t drama in your house, old man.”

“There isn’t,” Time assured him. “But there will be someone new living there.”

“Is it that Ingo guy you got mad about?” Sky asked, tilting his head to the side.

Time outright laughed. “No, Sky. No. It’s… Malon’s pregnant.”

The group went silent for a long while before it burst into excited chatter. Warriors was the first to congratulate Time, with Sky coming shortly after, followed by Four and then everyone else in quick succession. Wind excitedly asked about baby names, Sky interrogated him about what course this journey might take now, if they should find a way to return to Lon Lon Ranch—

That was probably the point that Wild felt his stomach twist into knots.

He didn’t quite know what was wrong, at first. He congratulated the old man alongside everyone else. This was a great occasion, after all. But Sky mentioning how maybe Time would want to visit Malon really made Wild realize…

Was he going to leave the group now?

Wild… didn’t want him to leave.

It wasn’t that he was particularly close to Time, more so than the others. Wild was closest to Twilight, after all. But… something about the eldest Link was… comforting. Guiding. Wild couldn’t put words to it, except that… it reminded him of… he didn’t know. He just… he couldn’t remember anything. He didn’t know anything. But the Hero of Time became a staple in his life the last few weeks, a father figure of sorts (and he knew he wasn’t alone in this—the worried disappointment that Wind was trying to hide, the way Legend suddenly became aloof as if already distancing his heart from the matter, the way Sky took four steps away from their leader after running up to him to congratulate him—these were all indications of the same sentiment) when Wild could hardly remember any family at all… and he… was going to lose him too.

He supposed the only true constant in his life was Zelda.

It wasn’t as if he didn’t know this journey would come to an end, but he hadn’t expected their group to lessen during the journey. It had been horrifying when Twilight had almost died - now Time was going to just leave them? Leave him?

Wild found he couldn’t speak after his initial words of cheer for the old man, and he started to slink away into the woods. He wandered aimlessly, shivering a little, feeling far more alone than he had in a while. He tried to cheer himself up with some kind of logical argument—even if he does leave, you still have the others, you have your brothers, you have Twilight—but none of it quite filled the hole that was quickly forming.

At least this time he’d have a chance to say goodbye.

Wild eventually made his way back to the camp just in time - Warriors had been readying to search for him, and he didn’t want to cause such a fuss. He avoided Time for the rest of the night, settling in to take first watch as everyone else went to bed.

He hadn’t expected Time to sit beside him.

“Something’s bothering you,” Time said. It wasn’t a question, but it was held in the air like an invitation.

Wild sighed. “I… wouldn’t worry about it. We’ll find a way to get you home, old man. Wouldn’t want you to miss your actual family.”

There was a period of silence, only interrupted by the crackling of the fire. Wild felt a strange ache in his chest, a longing for someone he could no longer remember. He shriveled into himself a little, shoulders slumping, letting time pass by as he looked into the flames.

“Link… I’m not going home.”

Wild didn’t register the words for a moment, still lost in his own mind and thoughts, before he blinked and glanced over at the older hero. “Wait, what?”

“My place is here,” Time explained quietly, almost what seemed gently. “I would never abandon all of you like that. I love Malon dearly, but she isn’t my only family.”

Wild wasn’t sure what to say to any of this, but the hope in his heart couldn’t be ignored, and he burst out, “You’re not leaving us?”

There was something about Time’s expression that Wild couldn’t quite read. The older hero’s eyebrows seemed to relax from their previously stern position, face softening, eye looking Wild over. “No, young one. I’m not leaving. What we will do, though, is turn back towards the town. I want to write to her. I want all of us to write to her. We’ll have to keep tabs on how she’s doing far more often.”

“Why all of us?” Wild asked.

Time reached forward, messing with the teenager’s hair as he smiled. “If I’ve had to parent all of you, then you’re certainly earning the right and responsibility to ensure your new little sister is alright.”

Wild yelped a little at the gesture before laughing a little, swatting Time away. “Sister, eh? You think it’s a girl?”

“Goddess, I hope so. I have enough boys to take care of.”

Wild’s laugh nearly woke the entire group at that remark. When he’d settled, Time smiled at him, laying a hand on his shoulder. The gesture was reassuring, a physical representation on the promise that Time hadn’t spoken. He didn’t need to. What he’d said was enough.

The ache in Wild’s chest didn’t squeeze quite so hard. But he yearned for the contact, and so he leaned forward a little, just a little, just enough to be perceived without invading the man’s space. Time understood the motion for what it was, and he smiled a little more, pulling Wild into a hug. For the briefest moment the champion felt a little silly or embarrassed at the vulnerability he’d just shown, and then he decided he didn’t care - if he truly viewed Time as a father figure then he should be comfortable showing such insecurity around him. He’d done as much with Twilight.

Twilight. Time’s descendant. Between being viewed as a brother by Twi and a son by Time, Wild actually… he really…

He let out a shuddering breath, and Time’s hand swept up and down his back slowly.

For the first time in as long as he could remember, Wild actually felt like he belonged in a group, in a team, in a family. He could imagine the Champions smiling at him, and the tears finally did fall.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts year 2 day 17

A supervillian had captured a supernatural creature in some kind of device, the entity in question looked like a white haired teen from what they could see of him in the glass sphere he was enclosed in.

The villian was monologing about how they would use the creatures sacred powers to resurrect some evil gods or whatever when the heros intervened knocking him away and accidentally started the machine.

The teen screamed as electricity flowed through his body. Tim ran to him searching for a way to turn off the machine when his hand touched the outside of the sphere.

Unbeknownst to the heros, the machine required a piece of whoever was dead to revive them, it could be hair, blood, bone or even...a memory

That was how Tim, as Robin (or Red Robin whoever you prefer) found himself holding not his mom or dad or anyone you might have expected.

No.

He was holding someone he never thought he'd see again. Someone who didn't even think she was real. Someone who was marveling at her new body made of flesh and blood

Annie.

[gingermintpepper]

Obsessed with the way Evadne's relationship with Apollo is described. Obsessed with the way Apollo was especially gentle with her because she was sheltered, hidden away and hadn't had any sort of experience with love prior to Apollo (and due to it being described as her 'first learning Aphrodite's joy' through Apollo', it was probably her first time even being attracted to someone). Obsessed with the way when she runs away, she stops in a violet patch to give birth. Y'know, violets, very famously the flower so strongly associated with Aphrodite that they were used in love potions? Those violets. Obsessed with the way that when Apollo realised his lover was going to have to deliver their child alone, he sent BOTH the goddess of childbirth and ALL THREE OF THE FATES to help and support her. Obsessed with the way that Apollo sends snakes to feed his baby honey straight from their fangs because Evadne abandons their son out of straight primal fear when her stepfather finds her and how the description of that honey is 'sweet venom' [ἰός] of the bees and is DEFINITELY a poetic pair/pun with [ἴον] aka violets and that every single thing about this relationship, conception and birth is a complete and utter fairytale down to Evadne's insanely overprotective stepfather having an immediate change of heart when he learned Evadne's child was an actual, legitimate Son of Apollo and the babe, after being cared for by his dad's honey-fanged snake buddies, was found perfectly healthy five days later swaddled in a blanket of violets (y'know the flowers so strongly associated with Aphrodite that they were used for lo-) and they called him Iamus aka Boy of the Violets which is AAAAAARRRR I AM GNAWING AT MY ENCLOSURE

Iamus was made of love. Everything about him was surrounded by deep and profound love and like, let's not even talk about his whole Thing of when he came of age and was like "I need to find out what my purpose is" and he literally had a Disney Protagonist moment where he ran out into the wilds and was like "Father!! Grandfather!! Tell me what I'm supposed to doooo!!" and then APOLLO FUCKING ANSWERED AND LED HIM TO ONE HIS TEMPLES ENTIRELY BY TALKING WITH IAMUS AND LETTING HIM FOLLOW HIS VOICE FOR THE WHOLE JOURNEY LIKE -

What do y'all know about the kind of SSS tier romantic escapades Apollo had fr?

[elenafromthesky]

Parade

[raisinushigher]

am i just so far gone with these two that i can barely correctly comprehend anything they do toward eachother as normal casual interaction anymore or was this actually topher being worried about abe

[professionallydeadinside]

FORGOT I MADE ANOTHER RANSON FANCHILD WAKJHGFDFG Because idk Spencer just has such older sister vibes I needed to give her a sibling,,

[mud-muffin]

Super Genderbend !

[thecraftyninjacat]

i just realised i didn't post this lmao

[girlishwhimsies]

musical darry characterization they could never get me to hate you

[drifloonz]

i am a steven zoroark truther

[marybatson]

cap marvel forgoing jla for jsa when given the choice, vehemently denying rejoining “jli”/maxwell lords new team, him having his most important fights alongside the dc magic guys/shadowpact members (& none even know him like that aside frm coolest coworker awardee zatanna) during his postcrisis era will never not be funny. he rly did not wanna fuck w the justice league sooo bad for that period of time

[serendipitouscontaminant]

Mark my words, someday I will write and post my absolutely unhinged overprotective rant about how Jacob is actually a faultless angel in “Holiday Hookah” and you’re all just mean /half-joking about those last parts ngl

(This is the one time in the show where I am 300% a Jacob Hill apologist. Like, don’t get me wrong, that’s my best little guy, but he is So Much. Too Much, even. He embarrasses and frustrates me often, but he’s also got a lot of good points.

And, fundamentally, I’m love him and I will defend Holiday Hookah Jacob to the death.

Yes, he self-isolates—and btw I absolutely don’t think Zach did anything wrong, he clearly invited Jacob to Pittsburgh and Jacob clearly made excuses not to go and it would be ridiculous to expect Zach to not be with his family and Jacob at no point seems to expect it—and he’s lashing out for 90% of the episode. I do not care about his Too Muchness in this instance.

Especially since he tried to not self-isolate but then felt unwanted because he literally is.

Originally he’s just mildly socially oblivious. He obviously doesn’t like Christmas, but he’s happy to be there and he only starts to double down on the ghost of NPR’s past schtick after Melissa’s Mother Teresa comment, which he obviously overheard.

Honestly? It was actually kind of an uphill battle to have the chance to have a good Christmas from the beginning, given that Melissa didn’t want him there from the start and he was a charity case for Barbara, who, incidentally, invited him. I don’t care if he might’ve been angling for it, she FULLY did not have to do that.

Don’t get me wrong, I love his character development in that episode and the revelations/confirmations about his issues, but that episode is pretty awful for him. And even the episode description is unfair! He does not crash their party! Barbara! Invited! Him! Melissa and Barbara’s “You didn’t”/“I did” exchange confirms it.

And then he literally says, “I’m very grateful to you. You’ll barely notice I’m here.” From the beginning, he does realize that he’s not quite wanted, but maybe he thinks he can turn it around.

He just really can’t, so at a certain point where that becomes clear, he gives up and lashes out so that there’s a very good reason for him to be unwanted. To the point where Mr. Johnson notices and calls him out on it!

And, incidentally, Jacob realizes that he crossed a line, does his best to make up for it, and barely gets a moment to breathe—after sharing something extremely personal, which is very unusual for him—before Barbara is confirming that he was in fact a charity case.

In the end, he’s still on the sidelines, trying to salvage things after shooting himself in the foot. And yeah, that’s his fault, but he’s trying to protect himself after the holidays have clearly been nothing but miserable for him. When he explains himself, he’s obviously struggling to open up, and he gets frankly very little in return.

I don’t even think he’s lying when he says it’s one of the best Christmases he’s ever had, because at least he’s with people he cares about, who are only kind of fighting, and who he desperately wants to believe care about him—and they do!

But he’s only tolerable in small doses, and he can’t forget it.)

[tatonslice]

hpapy sergey sautrdsybdauy it';s Ego day i think maybe. sergey telepole. i dont have a reasoning for this, actually.

someone made a comment about him being invincible wielding mimicry but i think he would not be able to handle the texture of Evil Skin. it did inspire me to draw him in other aleph ego though. hence the theme of the post

reinhardt cameo. both of them can handle their respective ego just fine but if you swapped it bad things would happen (even if it's not apparent with reinhardt. will leave explanation in tags)

i love drawing him in things he looks good in everything (debatably) my. favorite lc agent

he was canonically a christmas guy btw i found screenshots. thats why its the only not aleph ego in here

[cloudcountry]

i love jaehee but shes such an ass in teh first four days of casual story

[hella1975]

Honestly I would love an atla fic of just vibes, characters doing things that they didn't in the show (being dockworkers! awesome!), so actually pls more descriptions of Zuko and Azula's life. Although of course just write it for yourself, the idea sounds amazing!

THIS IS SO REASSURING like on the one hand yes im aware most of the atla fandom are just utter losers (affectionate) about the universe and want to explore it as much as possible just like me but also ive literally written thousands of words with ZERO canon-relevant plot lmfao. i may be catering to a very niche audience but by god if im not having fun with it