As they talk, Leraye seems to find a comfortable grip on the back of the horse and starts dragging it back and forth across the table, wood skidding on wood.
"...Who was her father?" he asks slowly.
"I don't know. I never got his name. We met at a tavern."
"In Fhirdiad?"
"Hm...maybe?" Byleth says. Then, "Oh."
"He was blond, I suppose?"
Her eyes fixed on his, Byleth nods. "He was."
"Caught up in his own troubles? Stumbled out afterwards without so much as asking for your name?"
"Something like that," Byleth murmurs. She's pulled Leraye protectively into her lap, but she's watching him with curiosity. Interest.
A Closer Look by Ammeh
LERAYE IS BACK 🙌
I am a big sucker for Long biblical fics but this 1.7 k words fic is so tasty and short I can eat up like candy anytime, anywhere, not much time invested and it's perfect. Living in my mind and heart since 2023 🫰. And of course, had to draw these scenes that has been haunting me since that year And tbh I am not done yet LOL I NEED TO DRAW MOOORE
Attaching the whole page to show the references used for this practice.
My original ideas were slightly different in color settings, but I went with the vibrant colors of the references in the end because i can't make bold decisions T__T (and also i love using EVERY COLOR / I struggle using a limited color pallet tbh C': ).
Check the first post here
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Wally, Jesse, and Bart dynamic is at their best where they have a slight oldest, middle child, baby dynamic tbh. The lack of Jesse in media is almost as bad as lack of Linda and Harley in media.
they would be great in this family dynamic vibe
my secret wish is for extended flash fam centered media so all characters could be explored to fan heart's content. i mean we can have million batman and superman reboots, is another flash centered show too much to ask???
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AAAA THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH!! :DD I didn't think we'd get here so quickly!!
Thanks you guys for sticking around and continuing to follow me despite my recent state. I haven't properly addressed it but as of late I have been rather unwell, physically and mentally. I cant go into it much but I've been slowing down and so has my artwork.. With the slowdown of posts being made I figured it was gonna be quite a while before I could get out the celebrational banners again.. <XD
But here we are! Despite everything ya'll piled up to 22k!! XDD Thank you guys so much!! My condition is kind'a going through some ups and downs, but I intend to post more when I am able! Thank you guys again so much and I hope to post again soon! I LOVE YALL!! 😭😭💖🎉💖🎉
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The Favorite Child
(This is not an OG concept, it's very much inspired 👍)
Dick knew that he wasn't the favorite child. Maybe he had been once, a long time ago, but he saw the way Bruce had lightened the moment he met Jason. The kid might've stolen his tires, thrown a tire iron at him, and called him a 'Big boob' the first time they met, but Bruce had just simply laughed and brushed it off. Plus at the end of it, he still had the kindness to send Jason to a respectable, expensive school to get him off the streets, and when it was revealed that the school was teaching these kids to be criminals Bruce had immediately gone to get Jason away from all of the corruption. Even as Jason grew and it became apparent that he was troubled, reckless, and sometimes even violent because of his past, Bruce had still tried his best to be patient and understanding to the boy. Dick had seen first hand the way that Jason's death had affected Bruce, the overwhelming and unending feelings of grief at losing another person who was close to him, and the guilt at not saving him, not being there to protect the one person he wanted to protect the most. He had watched Bruce retreat into himself, and even Alfred had defeatedly said that Bruce was acting just as he did when he lost his parents, all of those years of progress growing and healing from his traumas thrown to the wind because of a crazed man and a crowbar. Yes, Dick knew the truth. Jason was definitely the favorite child.
Jason knew he wasn't the favorite child. When he was Robin he had known it to be Dick, and after his resurrection he had thought it was his Replacement, though when the new little shit had shown up it became blatantly obvious to him that the favorite child was Damian. Of course it was, he was Bruce's biological son after all, why wouldn't he be the favorite? The kid might be an ankle-biter who swings around a sword, a trained assassin with blood splattered across his hands, but Bruce just pats his head, gives him a hug, and lets him keep filling the cave with various animals like Bat-Cow. Despite this kid clearly having the ability to kill without remorse, just like Jason himself nowadays, Bruce still wants to baby and coddle him as if he isn't the least deserving of being coddled. This kid is a trained assassin, he had been long before Bruce ever knew he existed, while the other Bat-Kids were just that when they met him. Kids. Regular, run of the mill kids. (Well, 'Regular' might not cut it what with Dick being a circus acrobat and Tim having some strange stalking tendencies. If anything Jason himself was the most normal back then, but you get the point..) And yet the tiny killer, who acts cold and unfeeling with his flashy words and hard stare, gets coddled far more then the others (at least in Jason's eyes) who were once small, sensitive, defenseless children who looked up to Batman as their saviour. Their everything. Yes, Jason is painfully aware of who the favorite is. It's Damian, no doubt about it.
Tim knew he wasn't the favorite child. He was the observant one after all, even before he started his training he had watched Bruce, followed his patrol routes each night to take photos of him, hidden in the shadows as he fought, constantly studied the hero he idolized.. From the beginning he saw the chemistry between Batman and his first sidekick, the way young Dick had stuck so close to Bruce's side through all of the battles, the graceful and fluid way in which they worked together as if they had been doing it for years, and on some nights when he was feeling bold he even got close enough to hear their banter and jokes. Perched behind the dumpsters in an alleyway, camera in hand, he listened each night as the two casually talked about eating dinner when they got home, about watching movies together in the in-house theater, about spending the holidays by each others side. They were so close that the young detective could practically see the bond holding them together, and when he moved into Wayne Manor it became even more obvious. The way that Dick had helped Bruce through Jason's death. The way that Dick would always come to Bruce's rescue, as quickly as possible, no matter what. The way that Dick is still so close to Bruce even today. Yes, of course Tim knows who the favorite is. It's obviously Dick.
Damian knew he wasn't the favorite child. Overall he didn't really care, he had no interest in being the object of his father's affection, but the fact that his father had chosen his rival as his pride and joy annoyed him to no end. If it had been Richard he might've understood, or even Todd would've been better, but his father so blatantly showed that Drake was the one he adored the most and the young assassin found it infuriating. Everyone was constantly praising Drake, saying that he was 'Sooooo smart', 'Soooooo bright', 'Sooooo cunning'. Damian tallied each time he heard Bruce compliment the nuisance, and for every kind word that was spoken, he gave his katana another strike against the sharpening stone. It wasn't just Bruce, all sorts of people kept complimenting Drake for his many 'achievements', and it made a deep seated rage boil within him every single time. He was always determined to one up Drake, he had to. He has to prove that he's superior, he's the better Robin, he's the smart one, he's the most skilled. But.. He really doesn't care about being his father's favorite. Not.. Not at all.. Yes, Damian knows which of the children his father cares for the most. It's clearly Drake.
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(Buck is being used in a catfishing scam again. And he is trying to explain to the woman that it is not him she's been talking to)
Buck(to the woman): I'm not the guy you've been talking to!
Chimney: That's right, he's not Evan Buckley...he's Hans Buckley, Evan's evil twin!
Woman(who clearly needs some professional help): Is this true?!
Hen: Yes, yes it is true! And I know this because, because he pretended to be Evan Buckley to...to sleep with me! [throws water in Buck's face]
Ravi: And then he told me he would run away with me - and he didn't! [throws water in Buck's face]
Eddie: AND YOU LEFT THE TOILET SEAT UP, YOU BASTARD! [throws water in Buck's face]
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