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intheorangebedroom · 8 months
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Hi Maddie! Just wanted to stop by and thank you for writing such a wonderful story. I keep coming back to it because I cannot stop thinking about this version of Frankie. The way you have written both the last and the present where it just all perfectly falls into place is just 🤌🏻
I'm on my third re-read and I know for a fact I'll come back again for it.
Thank you ♥️
Hello, sweet Nonnie 🧡
Thank you so so much for stopping by, this is the most wonderful ask 🧡🥺 Thank you for reading, are you kidding me??? THREE TIMES???? I'm hugging you and kissing you (with your consent) SO HARD right now, and taking the time to send a word... THANK YOU. It's been said a million times over in much better words than mine, but it's kind people like you who keep us writers going.
I'm delighted that you liked my vision of Frankie, because believe me when I say I put my whole heart and soul into him and this story.
Again, thank you 🧡 Ily🧡
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moralitas · 2 years
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The ask I just got is sending me to heaven in the best way where is my SKETCHBOOK
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corpseprince · 1 year
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we should talk more about cities that are vampires. cities that are cold and wet and sink into your bones and stay there. cities that are hungry and want to live. dead cities that dont know they're dead and suck the life force of their people to maintain the delusion. cities with harbors that are actually mouths; one-way entries. cities that are devastatingly lonely and see consumption as love
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mokeonn · 9 months
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"But if college was free, then people would abuse that and get useless degrees" hell yeah I would! If I could go to college without debt I would make it my job to get a degree in every little thing that interested me. I'd get a doctorate in film studies. I'd have a bachelor's degree for every science I like. I'd try to learn at least 5 languages with varying results. I would learn something "useful" like coding and then follow it up with a ""useless"" degree like art history. I'd be the world record speed run holder for getting every degree possible.
But I can't afford college without going into massive debt, so instead I spent the last 5 years trying to figure out what I am passionate enough about to consider going into debt over, because unfortunately being passionate about everything is extremely expensive to pursue.
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taikova · 5 months
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(work in progress) hippie activities
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vinnybox · 1 month
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🟩⬛Mr. L
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greykolla-art · 4 months
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Herbert does not have a single problem he can’t solve with his needles.👏💚
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thevoidstaredback · 5 days
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How To Balance Your Daytime and Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You Already Have
It had been a long few minutes since he'd opened the door and there were a lot of questions running through Dick's head. Most pressing of which was how this kid seems to have information he should not have.
"How did you..?" he asked, but the words wouldn't leave completely. There's so much he wants to know, so much he wants to ask.
"How do I what?" Danny tilted his head like the child he seems to be is.
"How do you know?" Dick knows he sounds weak. There's no hiding that, but there are a lot of implications in what the kid has said so far and none of it is painting a very happy picture for him.
"Oh!" Danny had the audacity to smile, "You want to know how I know you moonlight as a vigilante!" And of course he knows. Dick knows he knows, but he'd held a little bit of hope that the child Danny was mistaken. Danny's smile softened a bit as he explained, "Your hair and voice match up in both jobs almost perfectly. Not to mention your build and how you hold yourself. There's also the matter of your overall vibes, but that's not something living beings can normally pick up on." Excuse him? "Well, not living humans, at least, so no worries on that end!"
"Excuse me?" Dick was fairly sure his heart just stopped beating for a moment there.
"Anyway, I was a hero back home for a while, too. I know what it's like to have to walk the tightrope between maintaining a civilian cover and a hero persona. I know how it feels to have to keep secrets from everyone because anyone who knows will be in danger." he rambled, Though, admittedly, our circumstances are quite different. I was working as a hero all hours of the day as well as going to school. You only have to worry about properly balancing between day and night jobs. Either way, me having more to bounce between just makes me al the more qualified to help you!"
Oh. Oh he did not like that. He didn't like a single thing that just came out of the kid's mouth. Because that's what he is, a kid. "Are you...Are you alright?"
"Not in the slightest," Danny admitted with an even smaller smile. Then, it brightened, not quite to a grin, but to something similar, "But I'm here to make sure you are."
He gets points for being honest, but Dick felt his heart shatter. He knew for a fact that he'd never worked with this kid before. He also knew that the Justice League didn't know about him. If they did, he would've been picked up and dropped with either the Young Justice team or the Titans.
Dick wasn't going to ask why he became a hero because that's not his place. It's more of a 'third mission with the team' kind of questions, anyway. Most of the heroes didn't have many options when they took up the mantle. Asking what Danny can do is a more appropriate question, but he wasn't going to ask that, either.
"Now that that's out of the way," Danny turned a few pages from the table of contents to another one that was topped with 'Why Sleep Scheduling Is Important' in the blue glitter pen that Dick was starting to suspect he favored. "You're not getting enough sleep. Following you around - no one's been able to find me for a while, so don't worry about that - for the last two weeks has given me some really worrisome information on you."
Dick was worrying. He was worrying a lot and even more questions were coming to the forefront of his mind.
"Your dayjob is as an officer on the Bludhaven Police Force, or BPD for short." He was looking over the page he'd turned to very aptly and Dick realized that the kid had notes written on him. "The average hours per week for police across the country is forty hours. Gotham and Bludhaven are the exceptions. As a member of the BPD, you work a solid two days and two hours. Six nights a week, you work as Nightwing from eight in the evening to three in the morning. The last day, you take off, which is good. No deserable pattern, so good on you for that. Regardless, that's seven hour nights and ten hour days, with one day off and one day on call as an officer. Seven hours are now left in your day for personal time, eating, and sleeping. That's not a healthy way to live."
Oh, god, the kid had honest to god notes on him! What the hell!
Danny didn't even skip a beat as he pulled Dick's attention back to him and his binder. "I've drawn up a schedule for you to follow." The back of the page had a meticulously drawn schedule, complete with blocks of time to eat, sleep, work both jobs, travel, personal time, and still have a bit extra left over. It was titled 'Ideal End Result' in green marker. "Drastic changes right away will only affect you negatively, so we're starting off smaller." The next page over had another schedule titled 'Where To Begin'. "I've only pulled one hour from your Nightwing hours because I know important that time is to you and the city. I am, however, going to be having you submit an appeal to your boss to cut back your hours from fifty a week to forty a week. That way, you'll only be working eight hours a day and not ten. You'll still be on call for one day, and you'll have that last day off. Altogether, you'll be going be going from working seventeen hours a day to fourteen hours a day. Nine in the morning to five in the afternoon, and eight in the evening to two in the morning. Not including breaks at work or travel time. It opens up a few more hours for you to sleep!"
"You really think the chief is going to pull back my hours?" Dick raised an eyebrow in question.
"He will if he knows what's good for him."
"You know I can arrest you for that threat, right?"
"Yeah, but you won't." And, damn it, he's right.
Although, there was now another thing he had to know. "How to you plan on enforcing this schedule of yours?"
Danny seemed to have been waiting for this. He got a gleam in his eye as he pulled a black folder from his bag, not breaking eye contact with Dick. He placed it on the table and pushed it across. "Congratulations, it's a boy."
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pigdemonart · 9 months
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The Green Thunder!!
Higher quality version without watermark available on my Patreon. Had to take different measures cuz this one was a very special commission! :]
Thank you again to @lullloyd on twitter for commissioning this comic! 💛💚 It was so fun to draw the disaster that is Mr. L, god bless gayy-men.
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raindropsyndrome · 1 year
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So, no one will headcannon that Donnie would be thrilled to help raise a kid? No? 🤨
Alright then… I’ll do it myself
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frenchiepal · 2 months
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19.2.24 🧋 almost three hours of studying with bubble tea and snacks and a friend ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
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nymphacae · 6 months
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YOU'VE GOT MAIL 💥💌💌💌💥
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chamomiletealeaf · 5 months
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Need John Price to sit me on his lap and hold my legs back by my thighs while he uses a vibrator on me. Burying his face in my neck telling me how good I’m doing while he looks down and watches.
Need him in full tactical gear too and me in only his shirt, panties pulled off to the side, and cute fuzzy socks while he makes me cum and squirt like 4 times.
That would solve all my problems, methinks.
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sydneighsays · 9 months
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I have three versions of this. The two finished ones are because I'm indecisive
The other is for obvious reasons
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I think I'm just hyper fixating on Jon.. not even TMA as a whole 💀💀
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7goodangel · 17 days
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beloved-blaiddyd · 19 days
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yandere half-dog!Gallagher and forgetful farmer!reader au medium effort doodles before I start my day lol.
Edit: more dog gallagher content here
Short additional brainrots:
(Y/n)'s family has a long history of adopting hounds, even including them in their family tree.
Initially, they have no plans on getting a dog. They can manage the farm just fine and was not interested in investing on livestock (chickens, sheep, cows, etc.) They're not confident enough in their abilities to raise an animal.
??? once belonged to another Family, which unfortunately treated him poorly. He was not given a name. There was a period in the summer wherein his owners forgot to give him water, and when he did hear the sound of liquid trickling down— he cringed at the taste. He still doesn't know if they were trying to kill him, but from them on, he loathed the taste of SoulGlad.
Needless to say... (Y/n)'s old man was surprised when they brought home a "mutt".
“He looks like he's dying. Pops, can't you help me out?”
“I thought you hate animals...”
“I just stink at taking care of 'em.” (Y/n) sighed. “Please? Poor thing looks like it's on its last leg.”
To this day, Gallagher isn't sure what exactly compelled them to help him. Even when asked, (Y/n) would say they forgot their own reasons behind taking him in. Perhaps he was just that pitiful— or maybe their (L/n) traits finally got to them. He's eternally grateful either way.
And so...
Gallagher gazed at the (L/n) Family tree, caressing his and (Y/n)'s image.
“Hey Master, ya don't have any plans on getting another hound, do ya?”
“Please, you're already a handful, Woos— Gallagher. I don't need another one.”
He grinned, eyes not straying away from the painted walls.
“Good.” He closed his eyes.
“Wouldn't want to share you with anyone else, y'know.”
(Y/n) laughed. “For an old dog, you seem like a clingy young pup.”
Gallagher nodded, savoring their voice. Refreshing, just like cold water on a warm day. You claimed that he's acting like a puppy, but when he was young? He was a biter. Not exactly the loving kind. It was best that you met him when he was already all grown up.
“Well... Perhaps that's just a sign I never got a chance to being one... But when I'm with you, I'm...”
He shook his head.
“Nevermind. What's the agenda for today, Master?”
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