#Probably would get a better design going if I draw her a few more times ahah

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Thank you all for voting in the poll to decide who was going to be the leader of the band! It turned out to be such a close race!

#poorly drawn mdzs #better drawn mdzs #mdzs #madam lan #A-qing #Band AU #(Reminder that Madam Lan's design inspiration goes to Qourmet!) #Madam Lan may have been the winner per vote count but there were so many strong advocates for A-Qing! #I played around with a few versions of what the 'poll winner' art was going to be and ultimately decided I wanted them both. #As any good theater love knows though - The battle for leadership was a ruse. They *all* get a chance to be featured. #Cooperation was the real end goal! However I do think these two have the best frontman energy of the group. #Or at least 'crowd favourite' energy. I also really loved hearing what people thought their vocal styles would be like! #This was probably one of my favourite polls to do and I love drawing these characters a lot B*) #I'd love to spend a bit more time in this AU so count on me bringing it back. #One thing I keep feeling like I need to redeem myself on is Madam Lan's Translucent skirt. I have *not* done the concept justice yet. #It is such a crack-platonic ship but I want to think Madam Lan and A-Qing would enjoy each other's company. #Possibly also with JYL as well. They can be like mutually beneficial therapy dogs to each other. #Madam Lan never got to see her kids grow up into teenagers after all. She only had sons. Never daughters. #Even if she saw her kids once a month we do know she treated them with so much love and kindness. #She would bite the shit out of YZY for yelling at JYL. What a sight to see. A-Qing would also start biting (for fun).

[codgod]

y’know generally i try to limit colour palettes to as few colours as possible to make things more cohesive but despite my best efforts only jay ended up being able to stick to that </3

ANYWAYS here’s the as-of-right-now fully updated designs for these dickheads. these will no doubt undergo even more tweaking as i draw them more but this is a start i guess. also pls open the pictures to look at them properly i worked so hard LOL

some random notes under the cut yaaaay

chip —

he jingles when he walks. somehow he’s still stealthy. i do not know how

kept the platinum ring that bonded him to gillion in the block! because hey he doesn’t really have a reason to take it off (and it’s a nice reminder of how much gill cares about him, and how far their friendship has come since that ice arena)

his tattoos shift and flicker like actual flames, and sometimes (harmless, purely aesthetic) sparks fly off them when he’s excited

i just think smoke coming out of his mouth when he’s angry would be cool :]

chipped teeth from biting rocks and coins all the time :/

he has scars from the red lightning, they’re just mostly contained to his back and shoulders. they’re a similar red to his coat even once they’ve healed

gillion —

the tail sleeve thing is so he can rest it on the ground without damaging his scales, he doesn’t usually wear it when he’s just on the ship because the wood is soft enough that it’s usually fine + it can hinder swimming a bit. it’s mostly meant for places where there’s cobblestone or gravel streets and such. i think his armour would probably have a version that looks similar but covers the whole tail minus the fins, maybe with some armour plating of its own. i didn’t draw it because there wasn’t any room lol

his scars from the lightning are pink mostly because red stood out too much tbh. they softly glow in the dark the same as his coral and the pink parts of his fins

also kept his ring! his hands aren’t really made for jewellery, though, because the webbing means it won’t sit very secure on his finger. so he keeps it on the same chain as the necklace he got from aslana to keep it safe

tried to make him look a bit bulkier and more his age than in my original design? i feel like i was leaning too much into the naivety and. shortness. originally lol. he also has thicker eyebrows now and i’m still trying to decide how i feel about them but i think? i like it? i don’t tend to give many character thin eyebrows so it could’ve been a unique thing for him but alas

i think i made the sword too small but like ignore that

also forgor to include pretzel </3 that’s okay though she can get her own design sheet later. she’s special like that

jay —

i believe in tall jay supremacy

blue magic! i was considering gold but that’d look a bit more like a canary than i wanted for her wings so. blue jay :]

her hair is supposed to look kinda like fire to mimic her dad ! kinda showing that even if she runs from her family and the navy they’ll always be a part of her. and also i just like drawing messy hair

i gave her sturdier gloves just because i feel like it fits her better. also changed up the shirt to more of a button up solely because i don’t like tank tops very much LOL

i did WANT to make her outfit a bit flashier to match the boys better but i couldn’t quite figure out where to Put the flash. maybe that’ll come later, the way the story’s going i might get to design some cool prosthetics for her or something

overall —

because there’s just so many fucking colours i triiied to add at least one or two colours from each of them into the others designs. jay has her necklace with each of their main colours on it, her wings are the same blue as gillions eyes, her jacket and right eye are the same dark blue as destiny’s blade, her hair is the same orange as the lighter part of chips tattoos. chip has a dark green sash under all the belts, the same as the hilt of destiny’s blade. they all use the same shades of black, gold, and brown

the only real exception is gillion doesn’t have anything from the other two because he has Such a specific colour palette and he already had so much going on as-is orz jay was obviously the easiest to do this with because she has both warm and cool colours in her palette by default lol (and i did her design last, so that helps)

#.png #jrwi #jrwi riptide #just roll with it #jrwi chip #gillion tidestrider #jay ferin #jrwi spoilers #THEYRE FINALLY DONE zoo wee mama #the lines are thicker on the little armour drawings because i did the sketch thing and then went yk what. good enough. and just coloured tha #also got rid of gills button nose it was too annoying to draw #i’m so used to straight and aquiline noses #another thing that could’ve been unique for him in terms of my character designs #but nah #pls ignore that i drew them all standing on diff planes/angles btw i wasn’t trying very hard w that #weirdly proud of myself for managing to give them all pretty unique profiles #that’s normally something i kinda get stuck on. drawing people from the side #in different ways besides nose shape

[zetsubo-bani]

Is Yana losing interest in Black butler?

This is something I've been seeing for the last couple of years. A lot of people, especially after the most recent chapter (210), are saying that yana has lost interest in black butler and that it is apparently evident. While no one knows for certain if she has actually lost interest in it, I would like present some of my thoughts as to why I don't think she has lost interest in it.

First of all though, why are people saying that she has lost interest?

It has to do with a the slow pacing of the story which has been a complaint for a long time now. The chapters typically don't have more than 20 pages nowadays and the most recent one had only 11 (9 if you don't count the chapter cover). It's frustratingly slow and always ends with another little cliffhanger.

Naturally a lot of people are fed up and lose motivation to continue reading it monthly since it feels like we're barely advancing with the story and because of this slow pace, people are saying that yana doesn't have any motivation to continue it further.

Now the reason why I think the pacing is so slow is because of twisted wonderland, the game she is in charge of. She is responsible for the main concept, scenarios, character designs and also creates most of the art in the game herself. That's a lot of work she has to do, especially if you consider that she's also working on black butler.

The number of pages a chapter have started dropping since the blue memory arc. From what I've seen, a lot of the pages back then started to have only 20 pages and the drop to the 10-20 pages seemed to have become a thing around the start of the blue revenge arc. And since then the number of pages is different depending on what happens in the chapter. We already had a 9 pages chapter back in 167 so it's not that she goes increasingly lower with the pages number.

The blue revenge arc started in 2019 and considering that's also the year that the game twisted wonderland got announced, I think we all can think of why the pages number started to drop.

So to me it doesn't look like that she's intentionally keeping the pace slow because she lost motivation, it's because she already has a lot of work to do with twisted.

I've seen someone say: "but why doesn't she go into hiatus if it is so much work? Wouldn't it be better if she put black butler in hiatus to work on twisted and then later return to finish it properly?"

Well she could certainly do that but you have to consider that twisted wonderland is a gacha game. Gacha games require continuous content even long after the main story ended. Events that can draw in the players to continue playing and pull for the characters or cards they like.

So if she were to put black butler in hiatus to focus on twisted, it would be a very long hiatus, one that she would probably not get out of unless she handed her job to someone else.

Now onto the chapters itself. While the pace is indeed very slow, one thing that I've noticed is that she puts more effort into the chapters art. And I don't mean the characters, they of course look great.

I'm talking about the backgrounds.

Back then, a lot of the pages had blank backgrounds with a certain few having a little background. Of course there were also a lot of pages with very beautiful and detailed backgrounds but I'm talking about the smaller ones.

While the newer chapters still have a lot of blank backgrounds, they do feature more panels with a background than the old ones did

There several panels in the new chapters where I would have bet that the yana could have put a blank background but she didn't.

So while the pacing is still slow, the chapters have a lot more detail art wise in my opinion. That alone says to me that she didn't lose interest in black butler.

There's probably more that I could talk about that I will later notice but I don't want to make this post too long.

Please remember, this is just my opinion.

I'm not trying to excuse the slow pace of the chapters by the way, I'm just as frustrated as everyone else. I'm just providing some of my thoughts as to why I don't think yana has lost interest in black butler

#black butler #kuroshitsuji

[iguana-eyanna]

From The Bird's Eye View Chapter 4

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Reader

Summary: Although you achieved your dream of being a designer, you never considered meeting a man who's also a father.

Tim knelt near a broken-down car. 

He looks around his terrain, seeing a few mobsters with guns walking around. 

Tim has only been here for 10 minutes, not doubting that Bruce would be around soon. 

He felt bad for leaving you like that. Tim didn't mean to hurt you, but he needed to see his dad. He stealthily moved around, trying to not make much noise here at the car dump.

Suddenly, he accidentally tripped over a discarded car exhaust on the ground, drawing attention to the guards around him. He hid behind a car, hoping that no one would see him. Footsteps come closer to him until they now stopped.

“Hey man, it’s probably some rat. Don’t waste your time.” A guard said out loud. The other man growled as he stepped away, making Tim relieved. He turned forward, almost screaming as a figure was now in front of him. 

“Relax Tim, it’s me… Dick.”

Dick Grayson: the first son of you and Bruce. Tim has never met him until now

Tim relaxed as Dick took down his hand. 

“What are you doing here? I thought you were in San Francisco.” Tim asked.

“I was doing a recon mission nearby. My sensor alerted me that my old bike was here. Thought you’d be Bruce but… here you are.” 

Dick hasn’t been home in a few months. But you’ve been updating him about what’s been happening back at Gotham.

He feels bad that he hadn’t made it a point to introduce himself prior, but here they were, alone where the mafia was surrounding them.

More footsteps go up to them, and Dick dragged Tim away so they can be away from ear shot. 

They found higher ground, and Dick was looking down at the terrain, hoping to find a better way to escape. 

“You-You’re the first Robin.” Tim said in disbelief. 

Dick chuckles, slightly turning his way to Tim.

“Haven’t heard people call me that in a while. But I go by Nightwing now.” 

Tim nods his head as he joins Dick to overlook the ground.

“What are you doing here alone?” Dick asks. 

“I’m saving my dad. He disappeared a few weeks ago and Bruce found out he’d be here tonight.” 

Dick hears the glint of hope in Tim’s voice. He knows that feeling, he was like that hopeful kid that would be glued to Batman’s side.

He doesn’t want that for Tim.

“Does mom know that you’re here?” Dick asked, worried for you. 

Tim doesn’t reply right away as he looked down.

“She pleaded not for me to go. I think I broke her heart when she saw me wearing this.” He says, motioning at how he’s wearing Jason’s old suit.

“She doesn’t want you to get hurt, Tim. She lost… she lost too much.” 

Tim sits down, staring off at the distance.

“Why do I feel like she keeps so many secrets? It took her some time to talk about Jason for one, but I have no idea who she is before she met Bruce. How can I trust someone if I have not a single clue about what kind of person she is?”

Dick often questioned that himself when he first met his mom. She was happy, fun, caring… but looking at her closely made it seem she lived two lifetimes. She worried a lot, often looking over her shoulder when they go out.

But no matter what happened, she was always there for her two sons. Jason and Dick were equally loved and no one felt out of place or questioned her undying motherly love. 

He was about to tell Tim that, but suddenly two cars came into view. 

“Get up.” Dick whispered as they cowered behind so they wouldn’t be seen. 

Tim peered over and saw that the two cars parked in front of each other.

The first car was sleek as the windows were tinted. The driver came out and opened the back door and out came Two Face who looked more intimidating than ever. He looks around his terrain suspiciously as he digs into his pocket, finding his coin. 

The other car that was parked was a bit flashy, like someone hastily bought it. The driver got out, fixing his suit.

“Dad?” Tim said to himself. 

“Two Face! Thank you for coming tonight. It means a lot.” Mr. Drake said. 

“Really didn’t have a choice, but heard that you’re hiding from the GPD.” He said gruffly. 

Mr. Drake scoffs lightly, throwing his hand carelessly.

“That’s just a little precaution. Shall we talk business?” He says, motioning one of his guys to grab the goods.

Tim looks away, looking down at his shoes.

“I don’t understand, why is he doing this? He could barely even kill a rat and he’s dealing with Two Face?” Tim asked.

“Well, what did he do before this?” Dick asked.

“He was a manager at a car manufacturing factory. They had multiple 3D printers, they create silicone casings to protect automobile parts for importing.” 

Dick thinks as a thought came over his head. 

“I’ve been investigating an illegal organization that tried to smuggle guns over state borders. The FBI couldn’t detect any metal in the boxes until they realize they used other substances to let the firearms go undetected, some were silicone.”

Tim shared his head. 

“My dad’s a good person. He’d never do those things.” Tim said, starting to get hysteric.

Dick goes up to Tim, trying to ground him.

“Look Tim, we don’t know the definite truth right now. That’s the first step into investigations: observe before interfering. We stay low until the time is right, okay?” 

Tim only nodded his head as Dick patted his shoulder in comfort. The two boys resume their watch at the men below them. 

Mr. Drake brought out a wooden crate and pried it open with a tool. Two Face peered at the box, not looking impressed.

“I know what you’re thinking. It doesn’t look that impressive. But that’s the key! It looks like you’re just shipping car supplies and engines when in reality, it’s all the weapons you want to smuggle in and out of Gotham.”

Two Face peers down in the box, investigating if any of the merchandise looks anything suspicious. 

“I need to ask you something, Drake. I know your history. I know you’ve been going through financial problems since your wife died with her medical bills. So why the change of career paths?”

Drake looked a bit unhinged but he gained his cool. 

“You know how it is, Dent. One day you’re living the dream, the second later your life turns to shreds. This city spits you out once you show an ounce of weakness… and I’m done being stepped on.” 

Tim remembers when his dad’s boss would give him problems since Tim’s mom was sick. He had to work extra shifts and wouldn’t be able to be with family. And when Tim’s mom died, his dad changed. He got let go of his job and started working as a bagger, even when he had a master’s degree in business. He got bitter and upset, but he’d never taken it out on Tim. Tim was his last reminder that he was still that loving father and devoted husband. 

And now his father is here, dealing his life away to a corrupted attorney. 

Two Face digs something inside his coat and gave it to Drake. 

“As promised: new passport, insurance, and money to start a new life with your son.”

“What?” Tim said a bit too loud.

Everyone looks up as they heard Tim and raised their firearms. 

“Someone’s here!” A goon said. 

“Go around! No one gets in or out!” Two Face demanded.

Everyone spreads around on high alert. Dick and Tim are cornered, as any escape route they’d choose would kill them. There were footsteps that became louder towards their hiding spot. This was it. The guard was about to turn till suddenly, the lights went out.

“What the hell happened?”

“Who turned off the lights?”

Dick looks up and sees a shadow that glided down with his cape. 

Two Face sees this too and made a fist. 

“He’s here.” He whispered to himself. 

There was a thud that everyone heard and directed their bullets to the sound. Then, there were screams. A guard tried running away, screaming out loud.

“It’s the bat!” 

Dick takes this opportunity to grab Tim away from all of this.

“C’mon, I need to get you out of here.” 

Tim tries to stop Dick but he was running too fast. 

“I’m not leaving without my dad!” Tim yelled heading a different direction.

“Tim!” Dick yelled back but the young Drake boy was out of ear shot.

“Gotcha.” A man said out of the shadows, pointing his rifle at Nightwing. 

Dick raised his hands up, not wanting to deal with this.

“Look buddy, right now’s not the time.” 

“Well too bad, cause my boss would love knowing that I got-”

The guard didn’t even had time to finish his sentence as Batman swooped down, knowing him down. 

Batman looks at his son with no emotion. 

“You’re late.” Dick said. 

“Something caught my attention.” Bruce replied, walking over to him. 

“Where is he?” Bruce asks.

“He started running towards his dad, I’m afraid things will get ugly.” Dick said.

“We did show up uninvited.” Bruce replied as they heard more men come their way, getting in their stance to fight. 

Meanwhile, Tim was running in the maze of rubble, avoiding the men that came in sight. Suddenly, he catches a glimpse of his dad who was fleeing the scene. 

“Dad!”

Drake turns around, accidentally letting his packet fall to the ground and sees a young boy go up to him, hugging him tightly.

“T-Tim?” His dad asked, surprised. 

Tim nods, relieved that he finally reunited with his father. 

“I know you were trying to make ends meet after mom died, but this isn’t the right way.”

“Why are you wearing that and- where did you come from?” Mr. Drake asked, shocked. 

“There’s no time to explain, we have to leave and I promise we could get help.” 

Tim bends down and is about to retrieve his dad’s packet, but he saw the items contained. 

It was all the things Two Face described: the money plates, an insurance card and one passport.

One passport.

“Son… let me explain.” 

Tim looks at him, eyes stinging with tears.

“You’re leaving me?”

“It’s not like that, Tim. I was going to get you back one way or another.” He said, reaching out to his son, but Tim moved away. 

“I was looking for you! I couldn’t sleep because I was trying to figure if you were hurt or worse I- I thought you left to protect me.” 

Drake gets on his knees and placed his hands on his shoulders. 

“Look Tim, I am so sorry that I left. You’re right… when mom died I was a wreck. Our insurance couldn’t cover all the payments from the hospital and my job was leading me nowhere. When I heard that people make triple the money than what I was doing, I had to try. But I knew I’d make enemies and the police was hot on my trail. Know that I was doing everything for us.” 

Tim makes a fist in anger. 

“If you did it for us, you should have stayed.” 

Drake lets go of his son and stood up. 

“So what, you’re going to arrest me?” He asked. 

Tim couldn’t even reply. His father just committed a serious offense, and he’s really guilt-tripping his only son?

Drake got ahold of his packet and stared at his son. 

“Come with me Tim, and we can leave this entire city behind. There’s nothing left for us here.” 

This was it… Tim could finally be reunited with his father. What was left here for Tim? 

He didn’t really have friends, he could still excel in another school-

And then he thought of you. 

If he left now without saying goodbye, she’d be facing the same heartbreak as her late son. She cared for him, she made sure he wasn’t over-exerting himself when he was balancing his internship and school work, you… you cared for him. 

“I can’t leave dad. I’m sorry.”

Drake looks down then back at his kid, not knowing what to say.

He turns around and runs away from Tim and tries to escape, leaving the young boy heartbroken. He feels a hand on his shoulder, turning around to see Bruce who pitied Tim. 

Tim bursted into tears and hugged Bruce. 

Bruce hugged Tim back, as if protecting him from all that has happened that night. 

But then, a shot rang in the air. 

Tim looked up and, frightened as it came from the direction his dad left. He left Bruce as his feet carried to where the gunshot happened.

“Tim!” Bruce called out, following him. 

Tim ran and ran until he stopped in his tracks seeing his father lie still on the ground, eyes opened and still. 

Standing over his body was Two Face, who had gun in his hand. 

“What did you do?” Tim screamed. 

Two face turned around, stunned that the young Robin had such hurt in his voice. The young boy knelt down on the ground where his father’s body was, trying to shake him to wake up but it was useless. Tim tried to charge at him but Nightwing came, holding Tim. 

“We need to leave, you can’t stay here.” Nightwing demanded.

Tim tried yelling, thrashing his arms around but it was useless. The two ran away and all that Tim can feel is regret as he never had the chance to save his father from himself. 

In just moments, Batman arrived as his face was emotionless. 

“Here to end my suffering?” Two Face asks, not turning around as he already sensed who was there. 

“No, but I’m wondering why you’ve targeted Drake.” Bruce says.

Two face chuckles, now turning to Bruce with his scarred side. 

“I wasn’t supposed to come tonight. But Drake had the upper hand, said he knows all of my secrets from a source. He threatened to take away my-” Harvey gulps, as he almost said his daughter. 

“He threatened to take away the only thing that mattered to me.”

Bruce jaw clenches, knowing that Two Face was mentioning you. 

“You know what comes next, Dent.”

Two Face looks up to the sky, taking a deep breath.

“I’m done with fighting…” he murmured, throwing his gun towards the ground as he surrendered. 

Soon, the whole crime scene was surrounded by police as Nightwing gave an anonymous tip that there was criminal activity. As they were about to march in to find any criminals, they stopped in their tracks as Batman was escorting Two Face to them. 

Harvey Dent didn’t looked like any of the other convicts who looked angered or appeared like they failed. He just look tired, tired of the life that was forced into his hands. 

After talking to the police, Bruce traveled back home alone as he knew Dick took Tim back to the manor. Once he arrived in the cave, Alfred rushed up to him in a hurry. 

“Where is he?” Bruce asks. 

“Upstairs, with the madame.” Alfred said quietly as Dick broke the news as he arrived with a hysteric Tim.

Bruce didn’t have time to change as he rushed to the living space, trying to find you. Once he arrives, he hears Tim’s cries and another voice that was trying to calm him. Bruce came closer and saw the back of you as you held Tim close to your chest as he was still shaking and crying. 

You turned around slightly and made eye contact with Bruce. From your eyes, he could tell you were feeling so many things: remorse for Tim, anger that Bruce allowed him to go on this mission, and fear of your father.

But you broke your glance as you returned your attention to Tim, whose cries became quiet whimpers. Soon, he was sleeping in your lap as you softly brush his hair through your hands. 

“Here’s some water for him when he wakes up.” Dick whispered as he placed a glass by your side.

“Thank you, Dick.” You softly replied, looking at your eldest son.

“It’s not a problem.” He replied.

“No I mean, thank you. For being there.” 

Dick gives a small smile to you and kissed the top of your head. 

“I’ll be staying for a few days to help out. Love you mom.” He said.

“Love you too, sweety.” You said as Dick made his way up into his old room.

You look down at Tim as he slightly shivered. You were trying to look for a blanket until Bruce was in front of you with one in his hand. He stood there still as if asking for permission. You nod your head as he laid the blanket over Tim and you. 

You had a lot of things to say to Bruce and he shared the same thoughts. 

Bruce was about to speak but you gave him a serious look. 

“I don’t want to fight, Bruce. Tim's here, and he needs us more than ever. Can we… take one last pause? Just for tonight?” 

Bruce nods and holds you close. You rest your head by his shoulder and rested your eyes, soon enveloped in sleep. Bruce made sure to not move and held you in his arms, wanting to protect you with his very being.

The day arrived when you and Bruce were at your appointment with Dinah. The drive was silent heading over as you and Bruce haven’t really spoken since that night. Both of your heads turn when you see Dinah giving both of you a comforting smile. 

You went inside her office, as you both sat down on a couch that faced her chair. She sat down in front of you and laced her hands by her lap.

“It’s good to see you Bruce.” She says, as this was the first time Bruce ever stepped foot inside the Justice League Grief Center. 

Bruce gives a courteous nod as he shifts in his seat, slightly feeling uncomfortable. 

“As a reminder, I’m here to listen, observe, and asses if necessary. You’re in a safe place. So, who would be the first to answer some questions?” 

You and Bruce look at each other and Bruce nods his head, agreeing to start.

“Okay, let’s start with something easy. What’s a fun day that you experienced with your family?”

“When I flew us to San Francisco and took the Titans out at the Bay Area. It was one of the rare times I didn’t really have to worry about my responsibilities as… you know.” Bruce said. 

“Do you often worry about being a vigilante?” She asks.

“When I first started, no. It was easy to just get hurt one night and don’t think of the consequences later. But, I realized there’s more at risk when I started opening to the idea of being apart of a family again.” 

“That’s a lot of pressure, wanting to protect your city but ensuring the safety of your loved ones. My next question is this: did you allow yourself to grieve when you lost your son?”

And that’s when Bruce didn’t answer right away. 

He often thought that being Bruce Wayne was a role. He’d often be on autopilot at interviews or press, giving a logical and flamboyant answer in a matter of seconds.

But for some reason, he felt like he was sinking in quicksand. 

“N-No.” He stuttered quietly. 

“Why is that?” 

The collar around his neck began to tighten. He tried stretching it out, but his breathing became thin. He opens his mouth to speak, but the words don’t come out. Out of nowhere, a comforting hand is on his knee. He turns and sees you. Your eyes were soft, as if reassuring him.

“I blame myself that he’s gone.” 

A beat passes and he turns to you.

“I never should have left him alone. I didn’t expect that the Joker would be there. And when I got back to him… it was too late. And when I called you I- I felt like I took away your trust. I promised you I’d get him home safe and- I broke that promise.”

Bruce felt the unfamiliar tears threatening to fall. 

“I’m so sorry. I’m so- sorry.” He whispered.

You felt tearing up too as you look at Bruce.

“I never blamed you Bruce… not once. You never forgave yourself and you decided to keep your distance. But Alfred needed you. Dick needed you. I needed you.” You said, your voice slightly cracking.

You look over at Dinah who’s also tearing up. 

“I want to tell him.” You said to her. She nodded her head and she stepped out silently to give you two space. 

“What’s going on?” Bruce asks, concerned. 

You take a shaky breath as you nervously looked at Bruce. 

“There’s something I haven’t been honest about. A week after Jason died… I - I started getting sick. I went to the doctors and they diagnosed me with early-stage ovarian cancer.”

Bruce sat there, still as a statue.

“I got treatment immediately, but they said that I may never have the chance to be pregnant in the future. I couldn’t - I couldn’t come to terms with it because I - I haven’t told anyone but Dinah because I’ve been trying… trying to piece back this family but I can’t do this alone anymore.”

Bruce closes the gap between you and holds you close to him.

You could hear him crying out loud, no longer able to hold back.

He knew how much you wanted to grow your family.  He knew that you wanted to have a baby with him. And Bruce wanted that too. 

“I should have been there for you.” He said, his touch around becoming tender.

More tears came down your face as you hold him tighter. 

Soon, Bruce lets go and looks at you. 

He softly brushes away the tears from your cheeks. 

“I don’t deserve you or your forgiveness.”

“What are you talking about, Bruce? You do whatever it takes to save everyone around you. But I can never get through to you. I just feel like we still don’t trust each other and it’s dividing us.” 

Bruce shakes his head up and down and holds your hands. 

“You’re right. This ends now: the secrets, the holding back, everything. I want you to know that I trust you with my entire life. I love you. Please, give me one last chance to make things right.” 

You hesitate for a moment, brushing the strands of hair that was in his face.

“I love you too, but we take things one step at a time. Okay? No more doing things alone. And no more secrets.”

Bruce nods his head as he kisses your temple.

“No more secrets.” 

You two thanked Dinah for today and scheduled your next appointment with her. On the drive back to Gotham, you two intertwined your hands as Bruce drove, and you two shared loving gazes from time to time. 

Soon, you arrive at a restaurant where you’ll be meeting Dick, Tim, and Alfred. Dick was leaving in two days so you wanted to spend much time with him, but he also wanted to know Tim better. 

“Hey, mom.” Dick said getting up, greeting you and Bruce at the table. 

“Hi, sweety.” You said, hugging him tightly.

“I think you’re due for a haircut soon.” Bruce lightly joked. 

“I don't know, I think my new hairdo is fitting.” Dick teased. 

“My dear, how was your appointment?” Alfred asked. 

“It was… it was good. We talked a lot, but we’re taking it one day at a time.” You said, smiling back at Bruce. 

Bruce takes your hand and kisses the back of it.

“Not that I mind, but I was wondering why we’re here. Alfred mentioned we’re celebrating something.” Tim asked. 

You look over at Bruce, motioning him to continue.

“Well, we were wanting to wait till dessert. But, we wanted to give you something.” Bruce said, getting a small envelope and handing it to Tim.

The young boy opens it and doesn’t react yet. 

He looks up to you guys with tears in his eyes. 

“You want to be my foster parents?” He asks. 

You turn to Tim, nodding your head yes.

“I know a lot has happened. But I want you to know this. The memories you made with your parents are still inside of you, don’t ever forget where you came from. I can’t imagine a life without you, Jason, or Dick. You three are always important to me, and I’d love if I could be someone who’s able to love as much as your parents.” 

Tim wipes his tears and shakes his head vigorously. 

“Yeah, I’d like that.” He said, getting out of his seat to hug you.

You give a tearful smile as you hold him tightly. Bruce is tearing up as well as Dick and Alfred. 

You both let go and start to collect yourselves. 

“Okay, enough crying. Let’s eat!” You said, making everyone laugh at the table. 

Far from the restaurant, a young man looks over at the scene.

Anger and jealousy fuel him as he makes a fist. 

“They moved on after how many days you passed.” Talia Al Ghul said, walking around him. 

“You can strike them now I suppose. But if you are patient enough, you can exact rightful revenge.”

“Why did you want to bring me back?” The young man said. 

Talia stops as she stares in the same direction he has. 

“I offered the world to Bruce many years ago, powers that he had no idea existed. But his humanity stopped him since he met… her.” She gritted.

“Let’s remind him that his inner darkness is there, somewhere, and that he should embrace it.” She replied, giving a slight smirk.

“How do we start that?” The person asks.

She turns to the young before him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“It starts with you, Jason Todd. You shall remind Bruce of how he began his journey in the shadows.” She said, before walking away.

Jason looks at you all again, seeing how you moved on from him. He turns away as he starts his own journey, marking the night he became the Red Hood. 

#bruce wayne #batfamily #batmom #dc #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne x you #batman #batman x reader #bruce wayne fanfic #bruce wayne imagine #dc batman #alfred pennyworth

[msfcatlover]

Shadow Tim (Reverse Robins)

So, a few very important things to keep in mind for Tim's iteration of the Shadow design:

Tim is taking it up as a tribute to Steph after her death.

Tim does not have a Moonbeam as his partner. (He was supposed to be the next Moonbeam, apprenticed under Cass, until shit went down.)

Tim lacks the fully context & perspective on Being Shadow that Steph & Damian had about it (but he's trying his best.)

To start with, Tim brings Shadow back to Damian's greyscale & gold color scheme, but with one critical difference: where Damian had pops of red, Tim uses very light touches of purple.

(Tim also keeps Steph's bat symbol, so here's a quickly thrown together contrast. Tim has no Moonbeam, so he gets no light/metallic accent on his bat symbol.)

The second major tribute is that Tim adds a cloak, specifically taken from Steph's original Spoiler design. Tim's version is black with a purple lining, and gold trim around the edge of the hood, calling back to both Steph's dual-tone hood & her hair. The cloak itself is ankle-length; not practical, but evocative & stylish.

(So this style cape, and massive thanks to the Stephanie Brown Costume History page, y'all are lifesavers.)

Tim relies on the cloak to disguise his form, with the costume itself being much closer-fitted than previous iterations. The top is a black bulletproof vest with short sleeves added not dissimilar to his traditional Robin costume, but the weird stripes are actually places for him to tuck gadgets he expects to grab in a hurry.

(Basically this, but all one piece, with the Robin sleeves, and obviously lighter on detail to keep from being visually cluttered. No one wants to draw or look at all those lines & straps, or that little wheel-velcro-thing.)

Tim wears a dull grey chainmail body suit between his black undersuit & outer costume. It shows mainly on his arms, between the top sleeves & his gloves, but if his pants tore it'd be visible there too. The gloves themselves are his spiky gauntlets from more modern costumes, in black but with a gold hem at the very top to reflect the band on his hood (paying tribute to Steph's thick hems & blonde hair, while also bringing back Damian's color scheme.)

(These bad boys.)

Tim sticks with the neck gaiter Steph switched to, but does not keep the greasepaint. Instead, Tim has a headset styled after ski-goggles. He was originally designing it for becoming Moonbeam, hoping an AI scan of his opponents' moves would help him predict what they were going to do (allowing him to better mimic Duke & Cass's skillsets.) It's still a pretty rough prototype by the time Steph dies, but Tim's put a hell of a lot of work into it, he's not not going to field-test the thing, now is he?

(You meet the new Shadow, and this stares back at you from under the hood [lightly edited for appropriate drama])

Below the utility belt (grey with gold snaps/buckles,) Tim wears black heavy-duty cargo pants tucked into knee-high armored boots. The extra pockets even further emphasize that Tim is a character with a diverse set of skills and especially gadgets, and the slight puff caused by tucking not-entirely-fitted pants in at the knee calls back to Damian's "Infinite Frontier" outfit that inspired my original Shadow design.

(Not quite that puffy, but that would probably be down to the artist.)

For the boots, I do really like the ones Tim's been recently wearing in comics... mostly, at least. The ones on-panel have a little tabi toe-stripe most of the time, which either appears to be decorative (just a notch in front of the toe, which I don't like the look of) or does weird things to the depth (making his feet look flat.) Also, as someone who cannot even wear flip-flops without getting bloody blisters, it just looks uncomfortable to me. I really like the version Tim wore on that cover with Damian—the shape looks more comfortable, it looks like it has better grip & heavier armor, and looks like a shoe it'd really suck to get kicked by—but the stripes are nearly invisible, and the weird spike of armor above the knee is a bit much.

Combine the foot from the cover-boots with the shape & highlights from the panel-boots. Make the stripes & knee-pad border gold, and add a gold trim along the top edge of the green sole; the sole itself should be dark grey.

And that's Shadow Tim!

A little higher-tech to foreshadow his ascendance to Oracle, while also reflecting Tim's canonical love of weird gadgets through the ages.

Pays heavy tribute to Steph, but not in any way that'd be super-obvious if you weren't in-the-know, without directly ripping off her designs or looking so much like her that the other Bats could mistake Tim for Steph out of the corner of their eyes.

Pays light tribute to Damian, but aside from being a Shadow costume, Duke & Cass have about as much influence on the changes Tim makes (see: chainmail, glove style, face covering) as Damian does.

Misses a few important details of Shadow's design (see: no longer visible eyes, no more grease paint, dramatically changed silhouette) showing Tim wasn't prepared to step into this role but is doing his best anyway.

Extra armor & pockets shows that Tim's got even more protection than previous Shadows, hinting through design alone about the impact Steph's death had on the family.

Sticks to Tim's fashion tastes without going overboard.

Adds a cape for him to go swish.

I'm pretty happy with it!

#reverse!robins #reverse robins #reverse robins au #reverse order robins #reverse order batkids #reverse batkids #reverse batfam #reverse batfamily #batfamily #bat family #bat fam #batfam #batkids #bat kids #batbros #bat bros #bat brothers #bat siblings #batsiblings #tim drake #shadow!tim #timothy drake #costume design #my writing #mine

[faytalepsy]

Process of my HEX Gift

I finally remembered to take a few screenshots of my progress stages and I always wanted to do a walkthrough post so here we are!!

I did not have a specific prompt from my giftee, except for the ship which was Silrah so I decided I wanted to draw a cozy romantic Christmas scene.

Which totally showed in my first sketch...definitely... My first sketches mostly look unrecognizable and there is no real system for them because it's just lines for my brain to visualize where I want everything to be. Sometimes they look like this, sometimes they are more light/shadow inclusive. The next step was to work out the poses for Farah and Saul and as you can see, I was struggling. 🤣

When I finally found the pose I was looking for and fleshed out some elements in the background it was time for one of my absolute favorite parts.....that I forgot to screenshot....THE VALUES Which is me trying to figure out the lighting by blocking in light and dark areas with various shades of grey. But because I forgot to take a screenshot (and the value layer that I normally keep until the end for reference disappeared into the void of procreate) we will skip straight to the colour! I very roughly block in the areas with the colours I have in mind to see if everything fits and change what I don't like yet. When that is done I now have a finished concept which I need to refine and then paint!

And now I reached the point of actual background design which was HARD. I looked at many pics of Farah's headmistress' office to try and get a feel for what items might be in her private suite. The mantle of the fireplace looked very empty even after I added the little astrology magic thing and the flowers so I decided to add a circle just like the ones in her office as @septemberrie deducted. I also played around with the design of the fire guard because I wanted it to have that elegant whimsical fairy vibe. I added a lamp inspired by one from Sims 4 and a book in the foreground to hide the awkward angle they are sitting at. For the frame on the wall, I wanted a moon-themed design but it took me a while to figure it out, which is why I left the frame empty for now. Then it was time for lineart and actually sketching in the elements I wanted to be in the background. I usually set my colour or value layer and the sketch layer to 20% and draw over it.

You might also notice that the wrapped sword disappeared...which I regret to this day because I simply forgot to paint it into the rough lineart and only remembered when Skye asked what's supposed to be in the remaining present. Maybe I will add it at some point because now Saul has no present...except for Farah. But the square box present was meant to be Saul's present to Farah and originally I wanted a jewelry box but it was too small to see so I just....put a bigger box. Creativity *sparkles*

Another thing is that from the rough line-art to the nice line-art (yes I always draw my line-art two or three times.....even though line-art is my least favorite stage probably) the Christmas tree is losing a lot of ornaments. Originally I wanted to put in way more stuff like small straw stars or figurines but after painting a million tiny branches I started regretting every life decision that brought me to this point so I simplified the tree. A lot. In the end, I don't regret that because I think it fits them even better. Silrah don't strike me as people who go all out on Christmas and rather just decorate small and tastefully (given they would even celebrate because Otherworld= different culture, but we ignore that piece of worldbuilding for this Christmas-themed drawing)

Next I block in every area on a separate layer so I can alpha-lock them for the painting process. At this point I was getting too annoyed with the tree because painting it was a pain in the ass so I started shading and painting in textures and finishing everything else before even continuing to block in the tree.

The whole image was still too cold at this point so I went in with one of my favorite parts: atmosphere and then lighting bringing it all together and making the painting shine! Painting light is so much fun and I definitely want to learn more about lighting and structure to get better at it but I really love it when someone compliments the light in my art!!

I also finally added the title of the book in the front. I wanted it to be something about magic that Farah would read and looked at various old book covers with pretty lettering. I decided on "The Story of Magic" because I found a very pretty-looking reference cover with exactly the letters that I needed to spell.

And then....something was still missing......THE TREE. (I didn't take a progress picture at that stage that's why it's already in the pics up there but in the end I still had to draw the light on the branches and after doing about four or five of them I decided the effort was not worth the result and did the light reflection very very roughly. But I don't think anyone except me really notices.

And tada the finished Christmas drawing!

#my drawing process #fay draws #was this coherent? I hope it was coherent #I actually love sharing my process #it's so much fun to talk about all the work you did after you already finished lmao

[dannystattoo]

august

chapter 1 - "i can see us lost in the memory"

you didn't plan on spending your summer fixing up your family's old cabin, but you also didn't plan on reconnecting with your childhood crush for the summer. based on august by taylor swift

Pairing: Danny Wagner x fem reader

Warnings:  Some language, but that's about it

Spending the summer after your senior year of college helping maintain your grandparents’ cabin was not what you’d anticipated upon graduating. While you wouldn’t say you were ready to tackle job hunting just yet, you would have preferred to have at least been able to stay in the college town with all of your friends for a couple more months. You’d have loved to at least have a last hurrah before you all inevitably moved on to whatever was next. Life had a way of happening though. Your grandfather passed away in the winter and a lot had changed. Your grandma wasn’t able to live on her own, so she had moved in with your family for the time being. Your parents were also trying to figure out what to do with the cabin your grandparents had purchased decades ago. It was your grandpa’s pride and joy, and he would never let anyone sell it even if he’d barely been able to use it in the last few years. The rest of your family, grandma included, couldn’t care less about keeping the property in the family, Since you and your siblings all moved out of the house and didn’t have the opportunity to visit much anymore, they decided it was best to sell the house. However, it needed a lot of TLC before it could go on the market and you’d gotten roped into spending your summer taking care of the property. You cursed yourself for learning so many DIY skills in college when your friends had insisted on renting the shittiest house possible your sophomore year, as well as for being the golden child who couldn’t draw boundaries with your parents no matter how hard you tried. 

…and that was how you found yourself looking around this house, wondering how the hell you were going to have it ready to list by August, in three months. Your dad offered to come up and help when he could on weekends and you did have a list of contractors your grandparents had previously used who could help with the things you weren’t able to do, but you were mostly on your own. You tried to remind yourself that his would give you the opportunity to save up some money since you weren’t paying rent and your family would be paying you for your work on the house. This would also give you time to polish your resume and work on perfecting your design portfolio, hopefully allowing you to move somewhere better than the sleepy midwest town you grew up in or the slightly less sleepy city you went to college in. Your ultimate goal was New York City, but you were aiming for Chicago right now. All things considered, though, the thought of a summer spent more or less by yourself doing a stupid amount of manual labor made the thought of living in the city in cramped apartment with multiple roommates and eating ramen for every meal sound appealing. 

It had probably been about five years since you’d spent any sizable amount of time here, and that was around the same time your family started doing the bare minimum maintenance on the place. They’d also done the bare minimum when it came to cleaning, so you spent the entire morning making one of the bedrooms and one of the bathrooms clean and comfortable enough to get you through the first few days. Once you finished that, you started trying to make a game plan, but you became overwhelmed pretty quickly. Realizing it was nearing one in the afternoon, you decided to drive into town, pick up some fast food and take a break. You weren’t able to find much, but there was a Taco Bell within a reasonable driving distance. You returned home with your Nachos Bell Grande and a massive Baja Blast, hoping that would push you to have a productive evening. It was a beautiful day out, so you took you lunch out to the dock. The gate that led down to the water’s edge was a bit rusted and hard to open, but once you got it, you remembered why you loved coming here so much as a kid. Admittedly, once you looked past the state of the house and the yard, it was gorgeous out here. You were steps away from the lake, which had a tiny private sandy beach at its edge. Trees and plants in full bloom surrounded the lake, and you always loved the glow of the sun off the water. You told yourself that if you got through a clearing the clutter in the rooms you, your siblings, and cousins had shared as kids that day, you’d reward yourself with a glass of wine and a night spent on the patio with your designs. The change in scenery was inspiring you in a way you hadn’t expected. Looking at the nearby houses, you tried to remember all the kids you’d met here over the years. They were all fleeting friendships, lasting for only one week in the summer over the 4th of July and picking up the next year, depending on who returned and when. You’d met these kids well before social media, and you had no idea what happened to any of them after losing contact. You start thinking about them, wondering where life had taken everyone after those golden summers. 

Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t notice that someone had appeared from the cabin next-door and they were walking down towards the water. 

“I had no idea they sold this place,” the voice said as it came up behind you. Startled, you turned around to see a man approaching you. He looked like he was about your age, maybe slightly older. You could tell from his tan skin he probably spent a lot of time outside, giving the impression of someone else who might be spending the summer here. Based on appearances alone, that was something you could get on board with. You couldn’t overlook the fact he was gorgeous - you were immediately drawn to his intense eyes and radiant smile, and the fact his was absolutely ripped didn’t hurt matters.

“Because they didn’t,” you laughed. “Granted, it’s barely been used in at least five years, but yeah, haven’t sold yet.”

“Well that’s good, I always like the people who lived here.”

“You knew them?” you were taken by surprise. 

“Oh yeah, my family owns the place next door. I’m Danny, by the way.”

“Y/N,” you said. The longer you looked at him, you began to think he looked vaguely familiar. “This is gonna sound weird, but we’ve met before haven’t we?”

“You have two older sisters and your family was always here the week of the 4th of July, right?”

“Yeah. You have a younger sister and you were also always here for the 4th of July?” As Dnny confirmed this, it all came flooding back to you. 

He was part of the group of about a dozen of you who lived on this street that you’d just been thinking about. He was, in fact, a few years older than you, but you seemed to remember his younger sister was around your age. You also remembered you’d had a hugely embarrassing crush on Danny that resurfaced every year. God, you’d forgotten about him completely, as it had been ten years since you’d seen him, more since you’d seen him with any sort of regularity at the cabin. You remembered it all with clarity now. 

He was three years older than you, and by the time you were eleven and he was fourteen, he started hanging out with the group less and less. Fair enough, he was a teenager, but it didn’t hurt any less. You’d always thought he was cute and he was the only boy in the group who was always nice to you. Looking back, he treated you like a little sister, but you didn’t see it that way then. You remembered the summer you were twelve and he was fifteen when he and another one of the older girls in the group stopped hanging out with you as frequently, only showing up at events where the entire family was present. You’d been devastated when you’d accidentally stumbled upon them making out in her room at a barbecue you’d all been at. By the next summer, you were convinced that because you were thirteen and a full fledged teenager, he’d finally be interested in you. Much to your dismay, he hadn’t even come up north that year, opting to stay home in order to spend more with his friends instead. It was only a couple more years before you stopped spending long stints there in the summer. You realized how much you’d forgotten about your time here.

“So what brings you back?” Danny’s question brought you back from your nostalgia. 

“Well, my grandpa passed away over the winter -“ 

“Oh shit, i’m sorry.”

“Thank you. It wasn’t unexpected, but still. Anyway, my family is actually planning to sell now and I somehow got roped into coming out here for the summer to fix it up and get it ready to put on the market. You live in one shitty house that forces you to learn handy skills and they use it against your for the rest of your life,” you laughed.

“What, by yourself?”

“Not entirely, my dad is coming up to help me out when he can and we will need to hire people to do some of the more complicated projects. But yeah, mostly.” You were kicking yourself the moment you said it. Way to go, Y/N, you thought to yourself. You don’t know the first thing about this guy anymore and he could be a crazed serial killer for all you knew. 

“Anyway, I could ask you the same thing,” you shifted the attention back to him.

“Honestly, I don’t know. Getting away, I guess? I’ve been so stuck with work lately and I thought a change of scenery might be good. Don’t ask why my first inclination was to come here, but it was.”

“By yourself?”

“For now. Three of my friends, more like my brothers actually, are planning to come up in a few weeks and spend most of the summer. They may be going back and forth between here and home a bit more than me though.”

“Where do you live?”

“Nashville.” 

“That’s so cool, I unfortunately didn’t get to go far for college and I was so lucky to move back to my hometown in Michigan after graduation. I’m hoping to save up some money over the summer so I can start looking to move. Enough about me, what is it you do for work?” You were intrigued when he said he was “uninspired”, wondering if he did something creative too.

“Uh, musician,” he said running  his hand through his dark curls. You could tell he assumed you’d react a certain way.

“No shit, that’s sick! What kind of music?”

“I’m in a rock band, drummer. I know it probably sounds kind of lame, but we’ve actually released a few single, and EP, and we just got a contract for our first full record. As exciting as all of that is, I’m having a hell of a time getting anything written to contribute to it. Decided I’d come here for a little bit first by myself, and then the guys are gonna join me in a couple weeks. I thought maybe getting out of the city would help. Plus the lease on my place was up last week and the house I’m set to move into isn’t available September 1st.”

“Well, I don’t think that’s lame at all. I’m trying to break into design, so I kind of get it.”

“Oh really, what kind?”

“My dream would be fashion, it was my main area of focus in school, but I’ve also been building by graphic design portfolio to have something more ‘practical’, as my parents would say.”

“I get that, I’m sure you can imagine my parents were just thrilled when I said I had no desire to go to college right after graduating high school.”

“Sounds like you’re doing great anyway,” you shrugged. You guys talked comfortably for quite a bit longer, catching up on the past ten years. It was nice to have found a friend so early on, at least you hoped you’d found a friend. Danny was so easy to talk to and you felt an effortless connection, even if you hadn’t seen him in a literal decade. Eventually, you picked up your phone, sitting abandoned on the table, and you didn’t like the time.

“Oh god, how is it already three? I’m so sorry, but I should probably go, I have so much work to do,”

“Honey, you have all summer,” Danny said. You wouldn’t admit that your stomach flipped when he called you that. Fuck, were you attracted to him now, still? 

“You’re right, but you have no idea how much I have to do.”

“Can I help with anything? I know I didn’t come here for home renovation projects, but you could persuade me, I think.” 

“I would actually really appreciate that, if only for the company. Tell you what, my main goal for the day was to start cleaning out some of the bedrooms, if you’d want to help? When we make some good progress, maybe we can grab dinner? Like I said, even if it’s just for the company and an accountability buddy.”

“I’d love that. Honestly, I’ve only been here like two days and I’m going insane in my own company. I was so hung up on the idea of taking a solitary trip to work that I forgot I’m an extrovert.” You smiled at him, grabbed your Taco Bell remains, and led him into the house.

“Not to be rude, but you weren’t kidding,” Danny said, looking around the house. 

 “Yeah, it’s so, so bad. We’ve hardly been up here since like, 2017, what with life and school and work, and that was around the time my grandparents weren’t able to come up here by themselves anymore. I think my parents did just enough maintenance so that the neighbors wouldn’t lose their minds.” 

“Gives me an excuse to offer my services around here a lot then?” 

“I think that sounds perfect,” you smiled, leading Danny to the bedroom you and your sisters shared years ago. Before you could stop yourself, you caught yourself thinking that you’d love to be taking him back to your room under much different circumstances. You couldn’t believe that you were down bad for this guy yet again, hours after seeing him for the first time in a decade.

To be continued

#danny wagner #greta van fleet #greta van fic #daniel wagner #danny gvf #sam kiszka #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #danny wagner x reader

[kayetra-spade-queen]

Because @drawnfamiliarfaces got me into their AU rabbit hole of a variant version of the Teen Heroes™, I hope they don't mind of me making my own variant (I'm self-conscious, please excuse me-).

First and foremost, I can't draw, at least not to the extent of completely fleshing out a sketch out of my ass (ok- I can, but only a single eye, and even then it looks like shit to me-). I can draw clothing better than making a full body to make a fake scene.

Second, it'll probably be more on writing than making fanarts.

Third, I didn't watch the majority of the other characters' respective shows. I watched Danny Phantom a bit because of Nicktoons, and Ben 10 because of the same person who got me into starting this whole thing. I'll probably get my own snips and bits of necessary info from the wiki, but don't expect any accuracy, and I'd appreciate if anyone could dump some info that could prove to be very necessary for me.

Fourth, this is an entire AU itself, so I'm mostly not gonna follow canon at most. There will be stories I will try to twist to my liking.

Fifth, ships. Yes, but bear with me here; thanks to my overconsumption of media, I will be putting just a few ships that I think are neat, but if anyone disagrees with me or didn't like how I didn't mention a ship they like (cuz I barely knew shit about the characters), then please just either move away from my blog, or block me entirely to avoid unwanted conflict. We all have our interests that make us happy, the least you could do is to respect and/or completely don't interact.

Sixth, the clothing are gonna filled with my own personal headcanons, mostly their clothing when they battle (the characters themselves too, but I'm gonna focus more on the clothes because I'm a fashion illustrator). Danny, Ben, and Randy are gonna wear heels because yes.

The ships involved;

Tigerghost (Manny Rivera from El Tigre x Danny Fenton from Danny Phantom) (I completely blame izbubbles for this one)

Benrex (Rex Salazar from Generator Rex x Ben Tennyson from Ben 10) (surprised? Probably not lmfao-)

Jimmytimmy (Timmy Turner x Jimmy Neutron) (first and foremost; no, none of the Nicktoons (Jimmy, Timmy, SpongeBob, and Manny) except Danny and Jenny are part of this team. Danny and Jenny still go on missions with the NU team because duh. And second; they're only here as some sort of filler and cuz I really love Nicktoons since most of them I have watched)

Headcanons involved (will get expanded in due time I swear-);

Trans Danny

Anodite Ben (still wields the Omnitrix. His anodite powers are pink too)

Dani and Dan are Danny's kids (under a different name because they have to go through a re-birth process that I'll touch upon later)

Ben's necrofriggian children now comes to earth to live with their mom (like I said, I'm not following canon)

Randy is still ninja, but because this AU involves a 3rd power/skill, I'll have to twist a bit of the canon my way, especially when it comes to the Ultimate Lesson and memory wipe

There will be some Genshin Impact references here and there, because I do play them, and I love it-

Ghost King Danny (by extent, Ghost Princess Dani and Ghost Prince Dan)

Fashion designer Ben (his sassy and confident nature could be more of a use tbh)

Primal Iudex Randy (he and Furina would get along nicely-)

Pearl Keeper Jake

Side gig magician Rex (leave me be, I think it's neat-)

Engaged Rex and Ben (all of the members are adults over 20, so don't be surprised)

Sandra Tennyson is French, so that makes Ben half-French by heritage

Ben and Randy are pen pals turned close friends by the time Ben moved to France (yes, I made Randy somewhat French here for this reason, but I'll have to put in more details later)

Rex won't lose his memories, but he'll get short-term amnesia often, which just need something to trigger the old memories back

Everyone is under the same universe

Danny's ghost team are Sam-Tucker-Valerie-Jazz and his parents (Valerie deserves better than what was given to her by canon)

Yes, Maddie and Jack knew Danny became a ghost from the very start, but they didn't treat him any differently than he was before; if anything, they felt guilty that their son had paid the price for their ignorance and neglect

Phantom Planet do not exist, and it shouldn't have been to begin with, but whatever

Valerie had always been part of Danny's gang. In terms of Shades of Gray, I'll have to change a lot of things, that includes her father's job (he didn't get fired), so I have other things in mind regarding Cujo

Cujo became Danny's pet dog later on, cuz you can't tell me these two aren't made for each other

Members from oldest to youngest, I do hope @drawnfamiliarfaces wouldn't mind me using their headcanon as well (eldest Kim, youngest Randy). I think they're really neat.

Please keep in mind that none of this follow canon whatsoever, they follow my headcanons and versions. Character backstories are written purely by my own personal headcanons too. I'll probably add actual canon when I didn't have anything good to offer, but this is what I could put for now.

#kim possible #my life as a teenage robot #danny phantom #american dragon jake long #the life and times of juniper lee #generator rex #secret saturdays #ben 10 #randy cunningham 9th grade ninja #kayetraspadequeen #Shades of Prisms

[kneexcutter]

3

I followed Bumblebee for quite a bit when he suddenly stopped, I stopped behind him watching as Sam and Mikaela got out and stood there while Bumblebee drove away.

He's always had a habit of doing this back home from what I remember, He'd leave and come back like nothing happened.

A few seconds went by and Bumblebee came back in a better looking vehicle, Sam and Mikaela stared at him in awe while getting in.

I followed him slowly and cautiously; he could be leading me into a trap, but it's reasonable to presume he's not…

We came to a halt near a spot where Sam and Mikaela were watching as other cybertronions began to rain down into the Earth's night sky.

After that, I followed Bumblebee around for a while, eventually finding myself following him to an alleyway. I waited around the corner; regardless of my plan, it's safer for me to stay out of sight.

I heard some of the others speaking and adjusting. a voice… that voice… it was Optimus Prime. The last Prime… A shiver went up my spine; he sounds nothing like Megatron. It's pleasant in certain ways-

The medical officer of the Autobots, Ratchet, spoke softly enough for me to miss what he was saying in our language.

Ironhide, who was the weapon specialist back home and probably still is, scoffed in a harsh and raspy voice that I immediately recognized.

“Come over here, femme, Restarlueus (arms) and servos (hands) up, now,” Ironhide's voice had a hint of intimidation. I changed into my robot mode and entered the alley as instructed. I looked down and saw Sam and Mikaela. Their expressions were a mix of relief and lingering fear.

Scrap, there are five Autobots… this may turn out bad. But, frag it, I’m already here. When I succeed, I can convince Megatron that I am honorable. Screamer will never have a chance against me again. Unless Shockwave arrives…

“What is your designation(name), solider?” Optimus inquiries.

I raised my helm(head) slightly to look up at him. “Y/N.”

Upon watching Ironhide aim his gun at me, Bumblebee hesitantly moved in front of me. Why?

“What is it that you seek Y/N?." Ironhide grunted, his ocular ridges tightening as he walked forward, "If your here for the boy, I'll destroy you before you get a chance."

I looked down at Mikaela, then back at Optimus. “I seek knowledge, Mikaela said words to me that moved my spark, I would like to learn more from the girl.”

Mikaela is peering up at me from the corner of my eyes, a faint smile on her fleshy face.

After a brief period of silence, Optimus turned his attention from me to the girl before nodding emphatically. Drawing back his canons, Ironhide muttered. “Trust is earned, Y/N I understand you are under Megatron’s command list, trust is earned, if what you say is true then I will hold you to it.”

I nodded and turned my helm towards Mikaela, returning a modest smile.

I'm not lying about what I told Optimus, but her remarks are making me question myself a little bit more. Not because I’m a femme, No, it’s deeper then that. I might benefit for the time being from taking a break from the others.

Bumblebee whistled at me to get my attention.

“Welcome to the team old friend,” He spoke on the radio through several broadcasting outlets. I won't get accustomed to this, I assure you. I can still clearly hear his voice in my head. It's a terrible what occurred happened, Blitzwing truly offers no mercy.

“Prime, are we really going to let a con follow us to Sam’s location?” Ironhide questioned.

“I agree with Ironhide, Optimus, this could be a trap.”

Bumblebee waved his servos shaking his helm. “She’d have my head by now…captain.”

I laughed as I turned my backplate towards them. "There's no need to cover my defense,  They're right, Bumblebee, you can't always trust a Decepticon." I switch to my alternate mode before driving a short distance out of the alley.

“Let’s move quickly, I fear the decepticons are getting ready to mobilize,” Ratchet said. “Bumblebee should remain with her until further notice.”

“No time,” Optimus says. “I trust that Y/N will know better then to make contact.”

“How do you know that boss man?” Jazz asked. “The evil ones always have the prettiest faces.”

“I do not know, just be alert in case Y/N does act against her words.” Optimus stated. “Let’s roll.”

#transformers #transformers x reader #bumblebee x reader #transformers fanfiction #tf bayverse #live action #transformers bumblebee #ironhide #optimus prime #x reader #ratchet #megatron #starscream #shockwave #decepticons #autobots

[quibbs126]

May I request a CacaoLily (Dark Cacao x White Lily) fan child if you haven’t done one already?

All right, I made her, this is Snowdrop Cookie

So as for her name, it’s mostly because snowdrops are white flowers, and the Dark Cacao Kingdom has a lot of snow. I was going to originally go with chocolate lilies, but then I looked at the two and realized that their kid would probably have white hair, whereas chocolate lilies are a dark brown, so I went with snowdrops instead

Snowdrop:

I’m gonna be completely honest, I think I should have spent more time on her design. I’m not too satisfied with it, and honestly I think I kind of rushed it, just because I had some ideas for her today. Her hair’s…good I suppose, and I definitely plan on keeping the eye shape. I added the black streaks so she’d bear more resemblance to her father. I was also debating between a bun or a ponytail, but my friend said ponytail was better, so I did that. Originally I planned to have her hair all down, but I couldn’t get it to look right. But as for her outfit, I really didn’t think about it as much as I should have. I wanted to incorporate snowdrops into her design, but I couldn’t figure out how, so I sort of gave her a cloak/scarf that resembles it, and then I just came up with something random for the rest of it that looked like the rest of the Dark Cacao Kingdom, since that’s where she lives. And as for the colors, I just sort of went with whatever random thing I could think of, mainly just giving her White Lily’s colors

Yeah, I definitely think I’m gonna redesign her and give her more time to actually be fleshed out in my head. I’ll probably draw her more as I flesh her out

Also technically what you see here isn’t what she looks like in “current day” Kingdom. This is her when she’s around 20 or so. In current day, she’s more around her mid 40s (though granted I’m not sure how to portray that), but we’ll get to that

So as for her character, so I was going to say that nothing much had changed since I talked about her this morning, and that I hadn’t fleshed her out at all, but while making this post I took a break and started thinking of her more. So what I say may not be accurate to the picture shown

Anyways, so the things I said before still apply. Snowdrop is the princess of the Dark Cacao Kingdom, and is Dark Choco’s older half sister. Though their age gap is a lot bigger than the other half siblings I’ve made for him (at least for now, I think the affocao one is going to have them beat out), with her being around 15 years older, or whatever Cookie terms that applies to, since she would have been around pre Dark Enchantress, but Dark Choco would be very young at the time of the Dark Flour War, which from what I understand has a few centuries in between them. But whatever, the timeline of Cookie Run is weird. Let’s just say she’s 15 years older and move on

So with this large age gap, while yes she was close to her little brother, she tended to be closer to a babysitter than just an older sister, given she’d be an adult by the time he’s like 3. Given Dark Choco had very little frame of reference for sibling relationships, he never saw this as weird

Anyways so let’s move on to Snowdrop on her own. …Okay I’ll be honest, I don’t have much on her personality other than she’s sweet and a bit timid at times. I think I’m also going to keep the aspect that she helped with the physicians in the Citadel, possibly learning parts of their trade. However, don’t take her somewhat meek appearance as a sign she’s not a threat, she’s still a Dark Cacao warrior, and one trained by Dark Cacao at that. She’s absolutely nasty with a dagger, her preferred weapon of choice. Also, she’s not short, not by a long shot, with her height rivaling that of her father, meaning she towers over most people. She’s just a bit lanky

Anyways, so one day, back when Dark Choco was young, around 5 or so (but after White Lily disappeared), Snowdrop suddenly disappeared without a trace, and she hasn’t been seen since. The last person to see her was Dark Choco, where the previous night, he had gone out of his room for a glass of milk, only to see Snowdrop sneaking through the halls wrapped in a cloak. He asked where she was going and she said she was just planning on going out for a little evening stroll outside the castle. She helped him get his glass and tucked him back in bed, telling him to keep her walk a little secret between him, before kissing him goodnight. The morning after, no one could find him. Eventually after a few days, Dark Choco felt bad and that maybe something had happened, and told his dad that she said she had gone out for a walk, but still no trace of her could be found. No one knows why she left, but Dark Cacao can’t help but blame himself (also in truth I haven’t figured out why she left either. Maybe something to do with her mom. I just wanted her to be missing). If she ever returns, and especially after the incident with Dark Choco, Dark Cacao will keep his gates open

I may end up drawing her post-disappearance, but I haven’t decided

But yeah, that’s Snowdrop. Definitely feel like I should have spent more time on her, but I hope you still like her regardless

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #dark cacao cookie #white lily cookie #cacaolily #cookie run oc #fankid #fanchild #snowdrop cookie #my ocs #my art #requests #answers

[barry-j-blupjeans]

@taznovembercelebration - Wood /Gold

Carey was, quite literally, hanging off Magnus's every word. Or rather, she was perched up on Magnus's shoulder as he talked like he was a big boulder and she was a lizard soaking in the sun. His shoulder was starting to hurt, but he wasn't about to tell her to get off, because she had just gotten engaged and this was important. He had a sketch pad out in front of him as they discussed ring ideas. He had carved the ones they had used for the engagement, after all. But these had to be better.

"I was thinkin' more like..." Carey held her hand out and made an angle with her fingers. Magnus, honestly, couldn't tell what she was measuring. "Stabby? More stabby? Can you do that?"

"Like, uh, inward stabbing or-"

"No, no," Carey said. "Like, outward stabby, like a cool sword ring. Is that anything?"

"We can try," Magnus said, starting to draw a sword down. Carey shuffled, her feet catching on the back of his shirt slightly. He leaned a little to the right so she'd have more room. Carey made an approving noise at his sword sketch and they fell into a small silence, only filled by the crackling on the fire and the scratch of Magnus's pencil across the page.

After a few minutes, Carey cleared her throat.

"So I was, uhh, I was thinkin'," she said. "I don't know if it's in your skillset or anything-"

"Yes," Magnus said.

"You don't even know what I'm gonna ask!"

"I'm ninety percent sure in my skill set," Magnus said.

"Shut up," Carey laughed, whapping his shoulder. Magnus snickered. "For real, though. I was thinking like, getting these cast in gold? Does that seem silly? Gold looks really good on Killian and she's trusting me with this design so I wanna make it look good, y'know? Is that something you can do or should I find someone else?"

"Hm," Magnus said. He paused his sketch, drawn into his thoughts instead. He must have been quiet for too long, because Carey leaned back a little and asked,

"Magnus? Is that a no, or?"

"No, no," Magnus said, shaking his head. "I mean, yes! Yes, we can do that. We'd have to, uhm. We'd make the wooden ones first, probably, and then make a mold out of those? That'd be easiest."

"I'm down for that," Carey said. "Would you be doing the casting, or?"

"Nah, I'm awful at that," Magnus said with a little laugh. "Julia would have been able to do it. I just- sorry, I was thinking of anyone else who could have that I know and that's- I mean, that was her thing. It's- we can find someone else, I'm sure."

"Hey," Carey said, nudging him with a bone shoulder. "She woulda made the best damn rings in this entire planar system."

"In all of them," Magnus said, smiling. He set his pencil down and fished his wedding ring out from where it was hanging under his shirt. It had worn down over the years, but it still had the intricate they had designed together. Magnus, of course, had down the originals, but they had been destroyed with the rest of Raven's Roost.

He had spent a lot of time thinking about Julia lately. The culmination of Carey and Killian getting engaged and Magnus remembering a hundred years of his life was causing him to reminisce quite a bit. Grief all the way down, sure, but

"Wowza," Carey said, leaning in to look at it. "She did that?"

"Yeah," Magnus said, holding it up to the light. "It's real nice."

"Sure as hell is," Carey said. He tucked it back under his shirt and cleared his throat. Carey patted the shoulder she wasn't laying against. When he picked up his pencil, she continued with, "while we're on the topic I, uh, I had something I wanted to ask you, Mags."

"Go for it," Magnus said, adding unnecessary shading to the sword.

"Me and Kills talked it over and we wanted to ask, if it's okay with you, that we, uhm, we could leave a seat open. For Julia, I mean." Carey paused. "Aw, you're gonna get our sketches all wet with your tears, man."

"Sorry," Magnus said, wiping his eyes. Once more, he put the pencil down. He pushed his chair back a bit and Carey wobbled for a second before he scooped her up into his arms for a big hug. She wheezed a little.

"Is that a yes?" Carey managed. Magnus pulled back and she kicked her feet for a second before he set her back on the ground.

"Yeah," he said. Gods, he needed to keep tissues in here. "It's a yes. I- thank you. You guys didn't have to-"

"But we wanted to," Carey said seriously. "Your family is my family, Mags. Got that?"

"Are we including Merle in this?"

"Unfortunately," Carey said, grinning. She looked a little teary, too. "I love you, man."

"I love you too."

#taz november celebration #taz nc #magnus burnsides #carey fangbattle #team sweetflips #ise cube writing #mine #:3 good way to start this out I think #shout out to to my sibling and her boyfriend for getting engaged on Halloween n inspiring me to write this sldkfsd #love you both <3 #not that u follow this blog sldfsdf

[literaryspinster]

Skills

One of the easiest ways to endear me to a character is to give them a skill (another reason Tiana, Mulan, Esmeralda and Rapunzel are a few of my favorite Disney Heroines, they all have/gain skills that are at least somewhat valuable to the plot and their character development). Ariel too but since everyone in the Disneyverse has an amazing voice it's hard for her to stand out in that way. But I'm not sure why I went on a tangent about Disney heroines when this post is actually about Gen V. For fanfic and meta purposes I've been thinking of what skills the characters should have that don't inherently pertain to being superheroes.

Marie: Medicine. This is a popular one and for a reason. I'd love it if in the coming seasons we see her going even beyond the instincts of her powers to understand how bodies work and how to fix them, and the healing properties of certain drugs, herbs and plants. This would make her powers even more efficient and would come in clutch if she was ever unable to use them for whatever reason. She's already expressed interest in learning CPR (in the funniest way possible), and is generally invested in saving lives rather than merely fighting, so let's see where that goes. Jordan: Music. I'll admit that this was mostly spawned by the shot of a guitar in their room and the fact that listening to music is the first thing we see them doing, but having musical abilities is also considered a plus in Vought world. However, I don't think performing at award shows and telethons is going to make them happy. For Jordan I see playing instruments as something they do as a very personal, stress-relieving activity that they just happen to be very good at. They do open mics out of costume and write melodies in a journal and give their friends little concerts. It's what centers them.

Emma: Sewing, costume design. I headcanon that she makes her own tiny outfits (although they are just as likely doll clothes). After embracing her growth abilities she will probably also have to learn to make giant clothes, or garments with a lot of stretch and versatility. She has a fairly quirky and dynamic sense of fashion so I'd imagine she'd get a lot out of this creatively as well.

Cate: Event planning, hospitality. Cate, with all of her many many flaws, has a very warm and friendly demeanor, and a way of making people feel comfortable. She also has that confident popular girl quality and just wants everyone around her to have a good time. I bet she throws a bitching party.

Sam: Painting, drawing. Sam sees the world in an unconventional way to say the least, and he has a lot of troubles that he could use a peaceful outlet for. The idea of him getting inspiration from his comic books and learning to draw and paint is a solid one in my opinion.

Andre/Luke: Athletics. It's difficult to talk about Andre right now, and Luke left before I got to know him better, but they both have athlete vibes to me. I see Andre being really into a rowdier sport like hockey or soccer, and Luke gravitating more toward something preppy like lacrosse or rowing. But if they were on the same team I think their sport would be baseball.

#marie moreau #jordan li #emma meyer #cate dunlap #sam riordan #andre anderson #luke riordan #gen v #meta

[konjkitkatty]

Your ocs are all so interesting! What was the thought process behind them?

Ah you’re so sweet!!! I rlly do try to make my characters interesting and likeable, i’m v glad u enjoy them!! As for my process behind them, SURE! None of this is going to be coherent but i’ll try to walk u thru it! It’s a long read so it’ll all b under the cut!

I’d been meaning to make COTL ocs for a while ever since i saw just the VAST amount of variety in follower forms, but I wanted to make them meaningful, yknow? Not just a random follower but smthn w story, intrigue! Inspo didn’t strike until I’d reached the post game and found out abt the bishops’ quests. And i was very disappointed with it. OKAY. I GET why they’re unguarded, they’re hidden away in the deepest crevasses of their respective realms, and I GET IT. I do, i swear, I SWEAR i get it. I do. but cmon, its so underwhelming and I hate it so much. That’s when I thought up of the guardians as like an entire concept, and thus the time to create COTL ocs was upon me!

Kitty was first- they were easy as the design was just my sona in the COTL style give or take a few minor details. OBV I updated them and made them more unique (the spikes, the tail, the eyes, and the massive personality shift to that of an envious follower desperately searching for approval from SOMEONE) but using my sona as a template helped out tremendously in the process. I don’t recommend doing so…

Bat, Dove and Bear- unlike Kitty- were all created with their enemy forms in mind, The Archer, The Summoner and The Guardian. Kitty just kinda fell into the awkward scamp/swordsman role naturally, and it was fitting. First guardian meant they wouldn’t b too strong normally.

Next was Bat because I was REALLY excited to draw the summoner enemy. They were kind of made to be Kitty’s opposite, youngest/oldest, become bug/reject bug sorta thing. Bat’s first draft was a moody bug with big red eyes and a few screws loose upstairs, if u catch my drift. I thought they were too much like Chemach in their expressions, the way they spoke and regarded the lamb, even the way they hung and thrashed about in their webs. so I kept playing around until I remembered BATS exist, and then had the phenomenal idea of making the spider’s guardian a bug eating wrathful BAT instead. I still got to have the cool head limbs in his final form, but NOW instead of just making them bug arms which is eh, i could make them SKELETAL WINGS. With their many eyes and wings he gives the vibe of an angel to me, which I think is pretty cool all things considered.

Next I did was my prideful Bear, and I always knew she was gonna be exactly like Kallamar in the sense that she would have the LEAST changes design wise from boss to guardian to follower. She was the only actual GUARDIAN enemy to be a guardian, and given how actually agonizingly tough those fkers are to fight i figured she deserved it. Originally she was a brawler who utilized hand to hand combat to directly contrast with Kallamar’s many weapons, but once the sailor theme got thrown in I figured giving her a weapon would b better. I decided on a pirate’s sword made out of the crystal growths in Anchordeep- a pretty and sparkly object a pirate would love, but a weapon that’s honestly probably not great against another aword, but she’d never say that out loud. Her sword is better because she’s the more skilled fighter. She also got to use the mask as a shield because I wasn’t sure what to do with her hands OR the mask. Dove was the only other one with one of them and uhhh… well….. yknow…..

Dove was the last and honestly the biggest migraine i’ve ever had designing an oc for a game in a WHILE. She’s very simple, she’s just a chubby Morning Dove- that’s so easy to work with actually. I’ve drawn birds, but not COTL birds. so she. was. a. NIGHTMARE. Bird followers are honestly just so awkward looking in this game, I really couldn’t figure her follower form out until I used OTHER birds for reference (Clauneck, Kudaai, Chemach, Klunko, and especially Haro.) I’m still not entirely happy with her, but given the circumstances I think she turned out the best she would ever be. I just wish smthn more was going on w her… everything, yknow? Feels like smthn’s missing w her. I still find her boss form incredibly cool though- I love how all the gold and stuff she’s overindulged in gets stuck in her throat/chest and makes all these gross lumps, it’s my favorite visual thing about her. I try to do lots of visual storytelling, and that sucks bc its no fun to just tell people what to look for and what it means, so you kinda have to hope these details get noticed and are interpreted right. Anyways yap session over.

That’s all my thoughts!!!

#ramblings of a kitkat #their first drafts were all on paper aside from kitty #if i find them i’ll show them here!!!

[creaturefeaster]

jumping back to my tim and hannah ask, I meant like how does gary work with the both of them ykyk?? And how all 3 of their relationships are (friendship wise)

Ohhh I see, okay.

Gary's got a pretty complex relationship between Tim and Hannah actually. Hannah's hometown, before she and her brother moved, was rather close to the main passage to the underground Talpian Dominion. When Hannah was younger she'd often meet up with Gary, who was always being rebellious and crossing the threshold into the land above. They sort of met by chance at first, and Hannah's laidback attitude was easy for Gary to get along with, so they just kept hanging out.

Gary being the person that he is, his overall friendship with Hannah is a bit rocky, being argumentative and a little bit of a grump from time to time. Hannah knows Gary doesn't always mean to be that way, and that he tries to be a decent person, so she still stuck by him.

One day though he just stopped visiting Hannah, after the gaps between his visits had already been lengthening. They got to be pretty good friends, so Hannah was upset about this for a while. But that'd've happened a few years before she moved up closer towards Tim, so she's had time to get past it ^^;.

But where Gary actually ended up, when he finally stopped visiting, was actually up in Little Stone where Tim lives. Or, well, he traveled the land for quite a bit, found himself up there eventually, and settled down. Where he originally thought was just a somewhat secluded flat opening in the woods, close enough to society were he to need any supplies, but far enough to where nobody could ever bother him. ...But instead he accidentally settled on Tim's acreage, and didn't realise for the better half of a year.

You could probably count the amount of times he encountered Tim with your fingers and toes alone, throughout the few years he lived there, but still a very unique kind of relationship between them came to be. Gary hated Tim the second they ran into each other, but Tim just thought the guy was interesting, and never told his mother about it. Which is all whatever, but Gary being so isolated from the world, any time they did run into each other he'd always draw the encounter out a little longer than it needed to be.

Tim also just totally trusted Gary even though he was literally trespassing on their lot, and that sort of trust continued after the Fault, because the first person he thinks to go to after he finds his mother kidnapped, is Gary. Not any neighbor, but Gary. It'd be this choice that not only connects Hannah & Gary back together, but also a visit that would retroactively save Gary.

So right at the start of the Fault you basically have this weird triangle of feelings between them, for better or worse. That tends to be their theme throughout their journey.

Gary wants to dislike Tim but the guy is so nice & he's been his only living connection to the world for years, and he's tense around Hannah because of his absence, but reliant on her because he needs her help with his pet Citus, who's body she helped design and build. Hannah is having to relearn Gary, the friend she used to know, concerned for his wellbeing but hurt by his actions-- while her other friend Tim navigates his temper with ease from more recent years of exposure. And Tim is buddy buddy with them both.

But also Gary can be there for Hannah when she needs a more logical brain to talk to. No offense to Tim, he can just be a little silly and airheaded with his takes on life, but that outlook also keeps Gary from getting too uppity about things & keeps everything lighthearted amidst their complex feelings.

Here's how I look at it simply, though:

Hannah - Tim: too silly, nothing to stop them from making dumb decisions.

Hannah - Gary: no fun, all serious, they can sometimes rub eachother the wrong way & make things more difficult than they need to be.

Tim - Gary: a cycle of nothing, friendliness that's met with defensive hostility that's met with more friendliness that's met with frustration. nothing gets done.

Hannah - Tim - Gary: balanced, just the right amount of fun and smarts, with a healthy distribution of emotions. they can accomplish a lot when working together.

🐥

#brook is also often thrown into that mix too #in the beginning at least #she's the ignorance and innocence and the inquisitive one #brambleramble

[ssavinggrace]

thalia design analysis –> let's get started

• hair

- she had long hair growing up but as soon as she ran away she had luke cut It off with a dagger, and when she came back from being a tree, she fixed it.

- she's originally blonde but she dyes her hair black so she doesn't look more like Beryl (her mother) than she already thinks she does - her roots are showing more but she doesn't personally care or have time to re-dye it

- speaking of dye, at the ends of her hair is kind of blue

• facial features

- thalia has leukocoria, which is where one pupil is white instead of black. hers is caused because of corneal scarring.

thalia is very veiny, but it was more visible after her tree years. Her veins are more prominent, it is because when her tree was poisoned, the poison went to her tree's roots, and for her, it went to her veins. even after she was healed, her veins were more noticeable.

- lip piercings: she has a vertical labret, and snake bites.

- ear piercings: she has an ear gauge, 10mm actually. she had an industrial bar piercings. as well as a helix.

- has one eyebrow piercing, and percy has the same. she has an earl piercing (nose piercing.)

- mouth/tounge piercings: she has a tounge tip piercing as well as viper piercings

• scars (tw: mentions of sh)

- she has alot of scars.

- on her face, she has a scar going from her jaw to the top of her forehead on the left side of her face, which also has gone through her corneal scarring. (cough cough, luke reminder, cough cough)

- she has a small one on the bridge of her nose, she doesn't know where she got that one - she has a lip scar, just like Jason's, and she loathes it. she loved Jason, but she hates how every time she looks in the mirror it's always there.

- she has a monster scratch/claw scar down her neck.

- she has the same scars on her backs and hips too.

- she had bite mark scars. from either monsters or people. I will explain later.

she has a massive scar over her stomach from hbh.

- tw: sh, talks of healed and new sh -

- firstly, thalia has scars varying in diffrent length and width on her chest and under it. when she was growing up, she was bullied and teased alot, and said her body, her chest, was ugly. and she looked like her mok, well, and the fact she got compared to her. and since her mom was beautiful, she would make her chest ugly. (I will elaborate and post the in depth explanation later, probably after this one.)

- thalia has few scars on arms, she doesn't sh there usually.

- most of her sh, old and new, are on her thighs, upper and lower. she has multiple scars varying in width length, some are thicker than others, and most are much newer than others. she had relapsed shortly after Jason's passing.

• extra details

- thalia has markings on her skin, but why? on her tree, people have carved things into it over the years, and when she came back, it was there in her skin. she personally doesn't care, most of the times she draws over them with pen so you could see it better. on the rare occasion, when there is a new carving, it feels like your getting stabbed, again and again. she doesn't recommend that pain.

#pjo #hoo #toa #percy jackson #thalia grace #rick riordan #rick riordan books #riordanverse #rick riordan presents #pjo fandom #pjo hoo toa #thalia grace analysis

[creativeafterdark]

Chapter 8

So unfortunately this week I have no sketches for the chapter due to slight burn out and work related reasons (also I had completely forgotten we get introduced to the pilgrims minus Sanzang in this chapter and their designs are anything but ready). As a result, I'm just going to write my thoughts.

@journeythroughjourneytothewest

First things first: Guanyin. I love Guanyin. They're just so calm about being attacked by two monsters and letting Hui'an handle combat. It also shows the sheer difference in strength between the four disciples, after seeing the trouble that he went through fighting Sun Wukong. Guanyin is a true being of mercy, not really making a big fuss out of being attacked and I commend them for it, I would be chewing Zhu and Sha's heads off. Though the "Perhaps in Two or Three Years" answer they gave the great Immortal, I'll need to pay attention to how much time passes to see if that's accurate (but I recall the full journey takes 14 years? Correct me if I'm wrong).

Next up: Sha Wujing. So after I'd previously read the Abridged Version, I was utterly confused as to why the Jade Emperor was petty enough to punish this poor man for BREAKING A CUP. Then I found a comic by antidotefortheawkward that explained how breaking a cup could be seen as a signal to attack. And I was like "...ah. That makes more sense now." Still a little petty, not hearing him out, but it made sense that it would be his first thought. Especially if he was cast out AFTER Sun Wukong's Havoc. I don't think we got a clear answer on that timeline (again feel free to correct me!). Even if he did eat people, I still love this pilgrim and can't wait for his chapter.

Next: Zhu Wuneng, aka Zhu Bajie. Quick to lower his weapon for a woman, lol. Jokes aside, it seems as though he's very unlucky with women (and vice versa). There is his flirting with the Moon Goddess (which is still unclear if it was consensual or unwelcomed, that would change my opinion of how this all went down), him killing his new form's mother and siblings (I've heard people say human flesh tastes like pork, so I guess that's where he got the taste for it, huh?), and the death of Second Elder Sister Egg (and him getting all her stuff). Unlike Sha Wujing, it does feel like Zhu Wuneng was begging a lot more for mercy. But Guanyin chose to believe his intent as being genuine, so he will be the next disciple.

Next: OUR DRAGON BOY. I'm gonna call him Bai Longma, as that's the name most know him by. I feel out of all of these, his punishment was the most unfair, and the fact that his father went to the Jade Emperor and seemed to be just fine with a DEATH SENTENCE honestly kills me. Like, I feel as though everyone was so on edge after Sun Wukong that punishments just amped up. I am glad Guanyin immediately jumped to his defense, and as a result got Sanzang a much better mount than any old horse.

And finally: Sun Wukong. Our old monkey. And the start of my favorite relationship in the story (the friendship between Guanyin and Wukong). Sun Wukong is still very bitter of Tathagata's trick but appears willing to do what he must to get free, though knowing what I do, I'm already thinking "Uh huh. Sure. Whatever you say, Great Sage" in a sarcastic tone. But that's for another chapter.

And with that, Guanyin continues their own journey to Chang'an to find our Tang Sanzang.

All in all, a very short but important chapter, setting the stage for journey and meeting the key players.

I probably will be doing more writing than drawing for the next few chapters (minus the intro to Sanzang), to both get off this burn out and because I don't recall any characters that show up more in the story aside from these chapters, so I don't see a point in making a design for them.

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