#you⠀caught⠀something⠀!

[bah-fishery]

⠀⠀⠀a⠀fish⠀caught⠀your⠀hook⠀﹑⠀reel⠀it⠀in⠀!

NAME(S) : rainbow , raven , ebony , nyan , xiz , kandy / kandi , neo , xeno , bug , dino , zine , tac , berry , berryz .

AGE : age slider 14-16 .

PRONOUNS : it / itself , XD/XDself , hue/hueself , grad/gradientself , emo/emoself , x_x/x_xself , :3/:3self , purp/purpleself , derp/derpself, xe/xerself , meow/meowself , pup/pupself , star/starself , swag/swagself , silly/sillyself , bark/barkself , cringe/cringeself , straw/strawberryself .

GENDER(S) : agender , rainbowgender , candybodiment , genderfluid , xenohoarder , cringegender , minecraftgender , sillygender , necrophilicxeno .

ORIENTATION(S) : lesboy , turigirl , biflux , demisexual .

SPECIES : catgirlboy & zombie kin .

APPEARANCE : picrew 1 , picrew 2

PERSONALITY : hyperactive , blunt , unstable , intense , creative .

LIKES && POSITIVE TRIGGERS : minecraft , rainbows , d.i.y.

SOURCE(S) : n/a, brainmade .

MEDIA(S) : irl nyan cat .

ROLE(S) : black sheep , bunnykid , roleflux .

TYPING QUIRK(S) : the = da , a = 4 , i = ! , o = 0 , spaces before and after punctuation .

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀example : the train leaves at six am every morning! = da tr4!n le4vezz at z!x 4m every m0rn!ng !

ETC : sparkledog , furry .

PARAS : objectum/objectophile , necrophile .

[raffi-cat]

red crowned crane grian

[katsinspats]

Thematically appropriate comic for Make a Terrible Comic Day!!

I saw the original post this morning and it made me get out of bed to make something, so thank u Pseudonym Jones mission accomplished

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[astarfromsomewhere]

Hey guys, what if it was jane who forgo— *gets shot*

[clumsypuppy]

who is your favorite AA character? 👁️👁️

ziska… I hope capcom brings her back someday

[ace-shenanigans]

A wild hamster appears out of the snow!

[lightlysaltedsalt]

So. It's established in Malevolent episode 16 that Arthur and John's emotions bleed together sometimes and there's some degree of overlap in what they think and feel. So.

What if all those times when everything seems so okay and then thirty seconds later John and Arthur are trying to kill each other are instances of that. What if all those times John becomes suddenly enraged with Arthur over things he's done (really, what business does John have being mad at Arthur for killing people etc etc?) are not John being mad at all, but rather, Arthur being so angry with himself that the emotions bleed over and are so intense as to spark a murderous rage in John.

What then.

[erwinsvow]

there's one time before you and jack start dating, but after you had switched over to night shift, that you need to cover someone during the day so you exchange shifts and are there all day. he doesn't get a text about it, finds out when he sees you running around at six forty-five looking tired and overwhelmed. it makes sense, your sleep schedule had adjusted to nights and it's calmer sometimes so the day shift seems hectic in comparison.

(he doesn't know this, but you were also thrown off. no one making you perfect cups of coffee and tea when you need them, no one handing you a granola bar half way through the shift because he knows you don't sit down and eat unless you're forced. no one encouraging you with silent stares and carefully selected words that you can hear when you close your eyes and try to sleep. no, he doesn't know about any of that.)

so when he finds you for the step-off he cracks a joke about you abandoning the team and going back to your old ways. you tell him right away that you'll be back tomorrow night, and then you lean in just to tell him i'm never going back to day shift. you had just meant it was so much different than what you'd gotten used to and you think you really prefer the schedule like that, prefer the environment and all that. but the words linger in his head the rest of the night. (more specifically—how you leaned in, how it's like a secret the others can't know. night shift has ruined you, spoiled you. you could never go back. at least, that's what he thinks about for the next twelve hours. ruining you and spoiling you. or something like that.)

so you give him and the rest of the night crew a case presentation on the patient you were taking care of all day—and it's really nothing but you go through everything you need to tell him and give your treatment recommendation and justify everything. others from the day shift fill in the blanks and finish out the rest of the story so jack knows what to expect for the rest of the night out of this bed. and he doesn't know why he says it, just feels proud that you presented so well, that you didn't get nervous at his questions, that you didn't doubt the care you gave the patient. leans in and tells you that you did a great job, that he'll miss you tonight. and you beam up at him with that blinding smile, your eyes sparkly and you feel a rush of energy like you could work another twelve hours if he was saying things like that all night.

and your smile. jack sees it often enough, he doesn't know why he has the same reaction every time. temporarily, his brain shuts off. the neurons stop firing. the thoughts die down, the room goes quiet. he just stares at you and smiles back and you two kind of stay like that until robby coughs and the nurses are laughing and your day shift co-residents are nudging each other. and you turn back to them sheepishly, and jack scratches the back of his head and they go to the next patient. but before you leave for the night he makes sure to ask if you've eaten, and you tell him you're about to go do it. and he looks at you kind of serious, and keeps his hand on your upper arm and says make sure that you do.

and well, like always, you listen.

[bah-fishery]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀angel⠀gabby⠀﹑⠀oh⠀angel⠀gabby⠀﹗

hello! this is a radqueer—friendly, endo—friendly build-a-headmate && liomogai blog. it’s run by me, angel gabby (or simply gabby), & the rest of my parts. we are the angel fishery !

we collectively use he/him pronouns, masc or non-human terms only, please. our only collective titles are 'the angel' && 'the fisherman'.

while this blog is run by the whole system, the two main mods are me, angel gabby, and lyric :)

REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR : n/a

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED FOR : id packs, graphics, alter packs, coining

we have the right to accept or deny any request ! if your request can’t be found in the whitelists below , still request ! as long as it's not on the blacklist !

we will add Paras, TransIDs, Dissomeis, Desirdaes/Alderns, && Kintypes only if requested !

otherwise, an ordinary request would have the following : name(s) , age , genders && orientations , species , role(s) , source(s)/media(s) , appearance , personality , && typing quirk(s).

not necessarily a WHITELIST, but these themes will be prioritized : supernatural, spongebob, cowboys, dc comics, bugs, fishes/fishing, brawlhalla, fnaf, haikyuu, hunter x hunter, blue lock, chainsaw man.

other MEDIA i’m comfortable with : valorant, dsmp*, pokemon*, helluva boss, genshin impact.

BLACKLIST**: project sekai, alien stage, hazbin hotel, tcoaal, honkai star rail.

*not extremely familliar with the source material.

**while some are—most of these are not because im uncomfy with them, its mostly because i dont know it..

STANCES : pro-endo, pro-radqueer, pro-para (non-harmful/non-contact), pro-good faith/contradictory labels.

[erebus0dora]

you know, it's a simple night of, uhh, making a thing without a reference, then using is as a reference for another thing that technically has no reference

the usual

not the best work of mine, but i desperately needed some warming up to get back on the proper Old Maniel track.....

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

MDZS Severance AU: Get me out of here.

[canisalbus]

I swapped them around in a silly doodle

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[lbhslefttiddie]

honestly i don't think sqq (jiu) would have minded the accusations of preferential treatment from yqy if they'd felt true. like as children he guarded the title of being yue qi's Favorite with teeth and claws. why shouldn't he be given preferential treatment? everyone ought to know just who qi-ge likes and trusts over everyone else. and for good fucking reason--who else here is watching out for qi-ge? as peak lords he's literally 2nd in command and chief tactician, if yqy values his word over yours, then its both what makes most sense and also what he deserves.

the thing is that to sqq, being accused of being favoured by yqy over others now just feels like a sick joke, because obviously (to him) that's not the fucking case. if he actually gave him preferential treatment you'd think he'd listen to what he has to fucking say, instead of believing what anyone else tells him about sqq. you'd think, if he was yqy's favorite, he wouldn't have left him to rot.

so i think, in a setting where they reconcile after becoming peak lords, that sqq would very much slap yqy's love for him in everyones faces as a kind of power move. a kind of, "oh, you thought that was favouritism? you havent seen yet what it looks like when qi-ge lets himself favour someone."

[ellie-r2]

"I've come with Viktor, my partner, and a Zaunite" I just know if the missile didn't happen the council would be having bets on what Jayce meant by partner and Mel would just observe as the chaos unfolds

+ Bonus

Jayce also looked ready to have words if someone spoke against Viktor

[lucabyte]

A belief in Nominative Determinsim