#aka making them do whatever he wants

[true-blue-sonic]

What is even the point of Silver living in the future? It’s not his future anymore and he has no friends or family there. There’s nothing for him there. Now that he has precognition he should just live in Sonic’s time and get visions of disasters. 

Seriously there’s no point in his future or time travel. We’ll never see it, Silver only cares about the state of it and he can only go to Sonic’s time anyway.

I find this an interesting question myself. The best answer I can give as to why Silver keeps returning to the future is that him being from the future is "his thing", just like how having PK is "his thing". It's just something very much intertwined with his character; basically every bio he has makes mention of it, for example. But I also agree with the notion that him being from the future opens up some issues. I've seen statements that it is difficult to make Silver relevant if he must travel to the past every time, for example, which I don't disagree with (but for me, the same could then be said about Blaze and the Sol Dimension or Knuckles and the Master Emerald). Adding to that, I do not believe we know for certain if its state is generally 'destroyed' or 'saved' and if Silver grew up in a destroyed world (said in multiple bios) or a good one (I'd argue that is implied in Rivals 1, with Eggman Nega almost certainly having stolen the camera from someone else and Onyx Island being both a paradise and having developed industry on it that I do not believe Angel Island currently has). Furthermore, the Rivals games are also not very consistent to me about if the future has actually gotten rewritten or not (but it tentatively seems to lean that way, since Silver says at the end of Rivals 2 he hopes the new future is a happy one), and we legit just do not know how its alleged destruction goes. Does Silver indeed intervene before something bad can happen, or does the future actively turn bad before his very eyes and he goes back in time to undo that again? I am truly not certain if there's ever been a clear-cut answer from a credible source, though I am pretty sure there's multiple conflicting explanations from non-credible ones... but that really doesn't help make things clear. And lastly, we also do not know what he has in his own era when it comes to friends and family, nor is it ever clearly shown or said how he time-travels in any game other than '06. With all that combined I can see why having him return again and again gets... well, confusing, haha!

In that regard, I also feel there is merit in the idea of him just staying for good in the past. His friends are there, it's consistently where the action happens anyway, and Team Sonic Racing indeed hints at him having a sense of precognition. The Japanese version actually dives into it more, with Silver asking himself at the very end when Eggman's battleship is going down if that is what was causing his bad/nagging feelings. Considering he was necessary there to help carry people and racecars off it to safety, it does imply to me that that scene might have intended to show it as a genuine skill of his. Shame the English version cuts that moment out entirely. So yeah, the point of Silver being in the future is, to the best of my explanations, legit just the fact that's how he has been conceptualised, making it "his thing". But it does cause confusions for me, because of how much there is not clearly explained and all the contradictory information out there from non-game sources. I think having Silver stay in the past for good could make for a nice move on Sega's part, assuming it is within his own decisions (so not forced by A ThingTM that is entirely unexplained to us and removes all his agency, for example). I think it'd be a nice resolution for Silver to see his heart lays in the past, and he can still protect his own world from there too!

#*A Thing*TM is a reference to that Fast Friends Forever website that said Silver travels to the past with portals these days btw #How. Why. What are these portals. Where do they come from. Who is making them. How do they manage to send Silver to the right time- #-in the past when disaster is striking and why are they apparently also totally cool with him going Extreme Gear racing. #bonus points for Silver in the games never having indicated that it is not *himself* sending himself to the past #and a Sonic Channel artwork from way back in the day saying he uses Chaos Control #*and* the comics suddenly writing that Silver cannot control his time-travelling (which directly makes them contradicts themselves on top: #in issue 12 Silver says he is staying in the past as he does not think the real threat is gone; aka actively sticking around by choice- #-which to me does not at all imply that he cannot control his time-travelling for whatever reason.) #but it is contradictory information from various non-game sources like these about topics the games do not explain properly or extensively- #-that do make things more unclear‚ I would say #I myself try to stick to the games as best I can with Sonic Channel as further source‚ but the problem there is there's just not a lot said #definitely things implied clear enough (like Silver just being able to go to the past whenever he wants) but not explicitly shown #and to add to that: I don't think Silver is *important* enough of a character for Sega to begin changing him up in such a way to begin with #I do not think him having the resolution of staying in the past would add something to a story‚ because he is hardly in any focus anyway #so unless we get a story wherein he plays a huge role and gets much attention‚ I doubt anything in this situation will change.😅 #silver the hedgehog

[releaseholiday]

"#I have a lot of thoughts on how unhealthy their relationship with their job is" please share

#well hl both have said themselves that tour isn’t real life #so they’re trapping themselves in this limbo trying to squeeze everything out while they still can bc it’s obvious they think if they stop #it’s all gonna end #i think they’re doing the same thing aka burrying themselves in work but for different reasons #louis is doing this bc tour is the only thing that’s going well in his career #obviously he’s had some obstacles that were out of his control and maybe there’s something that still is but he literally gave up #on expanding his audience #he got way too comfortable with his fanbase bc he realized he can do whatever and they’ll still stay so why even bother #it looks like he doesn’t even care about the music side of it anymore #like he’s fully admitting he only wrote ftft to go on tour with it #so he can stand on stage holding the mic stand for an hour and a half and take shots with fans at the barricade and remove songs from #the playlist bc he’s too hungover to sing them #and Harry’s burrying himslef in tour bc money lol #and he’s not even making any effort like his stadium shows look exactly like his arena shows #same songs same outfits same speeches same interactions #meanwhile his shows cost unfairly big amount of money #where is all that money going huh definitely not on production #I’m not expecting him to have back up dancers and fireworks bc that’s not his style but like at least do something different lol #for people in the nosebleeds he’s nothing but a singing ant #if you want to be at a stadium level you have to make it a show for everyone to enjoy and not just the front row #especially for that amount of money #anyway this turned into a rant on a different topic aldkhsd #basically I just think they’re drowning themselves in work they’re so obsessed with money and staying relevant instead of like letting #themselves heal and rest and work on other parts of their lives #when I look at them now everything is very shallow and superficial #sorry if this is harsh but 🤷‍♀️

[cleromancy]

making up* the perfect robin for dickbats n then just. yoinking him away and giving him to bruce. hmmm. Sucks

*importing from a non-canon timeline story but the adaptation choices 100% set him up to be robin for dick ykwi FUCKING mean

#always conflicted bc. i never wanted dick to be batman forever obviously. #but ummmmmmmmm. sometimes. a little. as a treat #and he has to hate it the whole time except for damian pretty much. #(I Also Think the effect that would start having on damian as he started getting old enough to realize it #would be really interesting!!! like this is the most important thing in the world to me but it makes my favorite person miserable. #like i dont... delve into that in lbof bc damians not one of the pov characters buuuut in the as yet unpublished sequel #you do start seeing some of what that means 4 their relationship... hueheuehe) #and. lol. i only know the broad strokes of what dcs been doing with damian since the reboot but what ive heard i really havent liked. #and i absolutely have not heard anything that makes me reconsider my stance that narratively speaking damian makes no intuitive sense as+ #bruces robin. smh #also while im complaining about like. the reboot taking away the existing structure that had been set up for damian as a character to play+ #off of. #colin would have been SUCH a good supporting character for damian... he was in SIX ISSUES but the freakin. potential!!!! #everyone who writes damian with a hero bff with a nothing personality: it doesn't have to be like this. take my hand #dc #like specifically damian was this traumatized displaced abused child and the similarities and differences btwn him and colin aka abuse & #the way that damian latched onto him so fast n kept trying to impress him which like. alright damian was trying pretty hard to impress+ #everybody at the time. hes the baby tryhard we know this. #BUT. LIKE. him seeing someone his age and not immediately wanting to write them off as a simpleton or whatever yk... like #was significant particularly bc colin Did think he was cool without yk. the relationship dynamic devolving into fawning or whatever #but like to HAVE the contrast btwn them their backgrounds their motives & demeanors but you still had damian recognizing that smth about+ #them is The Same. ugh #whagever its fine. its fine. i have to do everything mysellf aroumd here but its fine.

[lazitoelgato]

Sometimes I have to stop myself from drawing the FeiSarus fighting, that idea doesn't leave the back of my mind

#I want Fei to punch Saru un the face and I want Saru to do something similar to Fei #why? you'll be wondering #I'm not sure maybe I just liek angst #like* #plus they would feel HORRIBLE for doing that #the head of the fight made the loose their shit #they were kids #alone in a cruel world #a world that doesn't want them unless they don't have those cursed powers #aka a PART OF THEM #i think Fei would acuse Saru for all his life problems bc he's a kid and everyone did whatever they wanted with him #but he's only able to be open with Saru #for the good things and fir the bads things #in the other hand my poor boy Saru lost a match #lost his powes aka HIS WHOLE PERSONALLY HIS HOLE REASON TO LIVE #and he feels deeply angry about Fei switching teams in Ragnarok #yes it was for “Their own good” yes Fei “saved” him #but that doesn't mean Saru is fine w that #okay I'm making this too long #in short: they're fucked up and confused #they can't control themselves #woah someone feels goofy today (I'm angry at absolutely everything but you guys #you guys are cool n fun)

[floralovebot]

I've been in a future scenarios mood, so here's a question: do you imagine florelia having kids? And if yes, how do you think thwy'd be like?

ooo fun! i remember answering this at some point but i can't find the post so i'll do it again!!

i can see them having kids :) i mentioned before that i think they're the kind of people who would want to plan it out and wait until after they've settled down. so when they both have stable jobs and aren't constantly having to save the universe basically adjhglad i can see helia wanting a solid two kids while flora would want more but staggered out (so one kid then wait like five years then another then wait ten years. that kind of thing).

i can also see them adopting instead! we don't really know how pregnancy works in winx and they may not want to go that route yknow? i definitely think they'd be fond of adopting or even fostering! i think they'd enjoy fostering older teens too :)

in terms of how i think their biological children might be like, mmm... i don't really imagine next gen characters too much so i can't give you specifics. but i do think that florelia would settle down in magix first and then move to lynphea later on. so i think they'd get a really good sense of lynphean culture and be very integrated with it. so them having nature magic seems plausible! i think it'd be fun if one of them had animal related magic too :) i also imagine helia wanting to teach them self defense early on just because of how many enemies they have so one of them being interested in red fountain seems likely too.

#i personally think theyd be really good parents :) #obviously no one's perfect and i especially think flora would have a hard time with them growing up and having a rebellious phase #but i think overall theyd be good parents :) #helia would definitely be very supportive of whatever the fuck they want to do! #like no hate but hcs about him being Super Strict and forcing them to go to rf are so aldhglhgdal #like please he ran away from school he's not gonna do that aldhgladg #but from watching how flora acts with miele i think we have a good base for how she would act as a parent #aka Very Overprotective #i think she'd get very nervous about having children just from that perspective honestly #like the fear of wanting to make sure theyd be okay and not targeted just for being their children?? #i think that fear would really keep them from it for quite some time #answered #OH NO more headcanons in the tags when will i learn!! #mine.headcanons

[k-ru-h]

watching

#this is still crap but i lost all motivation to make it any better :/ #v asymetrical and i wanted to fix that w eyes but i kept overthinking it #hopefully all the references r obvious #like the figure being agnis and the eye resembling jahads symbol . aka the system which pressured them both into this #and obviously the corpse is the sister tm #i hope it makes sense?? that his sleeves r bloody even tho he she hanged herself?? like. the point was that he has blood on his hands despi #te not actually being guilty of the murder #also kinda wanted to make her dress look kinda like snowflakes cuz i hc the whole agnis bloodline uses ice #and this is like. her princess selection fit or whatever yk #plsplspls know i can do better im just fucking lazy #tower of god

[goldensunset]

Envy is absolutely the most cringfail sin. it's about spending your energy NOT minding your own business and being obsessed with what other people have. and it's the only one that grants you no pleasure. it's just misery. completely pathetic

loving the fact that you have an opinion on this and needed to say it. mutuals please sit down it’s time for the philosophy and ethics socratic seminar on tumblr dot com

#listen they’re all pathetic as long as you understand what they actually truly mean #and not the oversimplified broadened media ideas of them #like you see i don’t think jealousy is necessarily bad if it’s 1. something objectively good to have and 2. something with no scarcity #i.e. like if you wished you could be as kind and patient as someone you know so you seek to emulate them #you’re jealous of them in a way that hurts neither you nor them but leads you to greater personal virtue and appreciation of them #of course if it’s not a situation like this then yeah you’re right it is pretty pathetic #but i consider envy to be something different #jealousy is wanting someone else’s happiness #envy is resenting someone else’s happiness #envy says if i can’t be happy you shouldn’t be happy either #envy is that toxic person who refuses to make any effort to improve themselves #who just whines all day in the hopes of annoying you so they can take a minor comfort in your misery #this is also related to sloth though too #sloth is not refusing to participate in grind culture or whatever it’s never taking a stand and doing the thing when it’s needed #sloth is the person who’s too afraid of facing difficulties so they always have to be neutral. aka they’re useless. #alternatively envy is the guy who’s in love with this lady who’s already taken #and he retaliates by killing her boyfriend/husband (possibly as well as her too) #so yeah envy is definitely pathetic at best and downright monstrous at worst #but like don’t get me started on pride. that is peak immaturity #y’know the people who are like ‘I WILL ATTACK AND DETHRONE GOD’ yeah i’ve never met a happy and peaceful person who says that lol #it’s just weird… #pride is just about making it all about yourself #the thing is that being full of yourself is a problem of course #but then there’s also the toxicity of hating yourself #constant self deprecation is just as damaging as a huge ego #like the way to counter pride is not to be like AAAAAH I HATE MYSELF I’M GARBAGE girl stop. pick yourself up #ppl like that are still making a scene and making it all about themselves. it’s not healthy and they should seek genuine help #like just. chill. literally. go talk to someone. go do something. being trapped in your own mind can go one of two bad ways #asks #thanks anon

[arundolyn]

wait love the thought of sol getting like a WORLD’S BEST DAD mug probably as a joke and then as a DOUBLE joke ky gets one from sin that says DAD(????) and has to spend the whole rest of the day pretending hes not about to die over it bc hes angy

#crow.txt #ggposting #bonus points if both are from sin #and if the ?s are added in like sharpie #idk ky if you want a cool dad mug then maybe dont hand your son to your war buddy/rival and go Take It. #literally that simple tbh #i love ky but he is the most cringefail ass father and husband even if he likes to pretend otherwise #better yet ky's IS some kind of cool dad mug but everything but DAD has been scribbled out/painted over #i love ky but also he needs to be humbled about the one big mistake hes made in his life aka giving his son to his father in law #who he did not know was such at the time #sol was also a cringefail father to dizzy but redeemed himself with sin i guess. not by doing particularly good just by being there #just got a mental image of like. them sparring. whoever loses has to cook dinner or whatever. but also sol is making sin do times tables #based mostly off that one quote from xrd. i think it was sol winning against sin. do your math idiot!

[perenlop]

what bugs me even more abt my animal literature final being so specific despite having whatever content we want to choose from, is that i do have sources where i could potentially have a case to say something interesting about the distance between humanity and animals, and we HAVE covered that through frank kafka’s work, so in a different class itd be up for grabs, but because we have to focus on a very specific thing instead (what a movie says that is teaching the audience how we should treat animals) i have to throw that out even though its way more interesting to me

#i feel like a dick for not wanting to do an animal rights esque paper but ive already done several is the thing #not in a college level but i did for major projects in high school with the exact same premise #and yeah i can choose something thats not a book specifically written to educate people about animal rights #(which are still good and ive always found them to be heartwrenching) #i can choose something this time thats connected to something i care about. aka pokemon im gonna do pokemon #bc i am CRINGE and i am FREE #but like with pokemon theres a number of things i can talk about because of how its set up #whether it fails to say things or not #and i wanted to do my paper on meowth talking like a human which distances himself from his species #and makes it so that he's often willing to harm his own kind to help the humans make a profit #and he also cant use pay day (aka natural animal instincts) as well #like FUCK man that is interesting to me in the context of what we have read!! abt how we have to respect animals on their level!! #and how forcing human desires on them without wondering if it actually benefits them can be cruel!! #(even if thats not how it happened in the episode but whatever i can stretch it) #but no. that doesnt say enough about how animals should be treated apparently. #and i have to restructure everything and reframe it. and at that point i might just pick a different episode #echoed voice

[renegadeontherunn]

if you have it out to kill your pcs you’re a bad dm idc

#not saying brennan does #but two pcs have died in a single season #lapin died in literally the like fourth? episode? or something #and jet is dead halfway through the season #normally i love brennan even if he’s being cruel or ominous or whatever #but i think killing your pcs should be something you’re not actively trying to do #not just bc people (aka ME YOU FUCKING BITCH) are attached to them #but bc it takes a lot of work and effort to craft a character and as a player your character means a lot! to you! #and to the storyline! #and i just think it’s cruel! and wrong! #and maybe i’m sensitive and being dramatic but i’m upset! and that’s what i think! #i think you should want your pcs to be alive! it’s your job to make a game fun and exciting and yes scary but still fun #and no one’s having fun if your character’s killed off

[portokali]

there is. definitely a lot to be said about the merits of having the ability to turn off Shipper Brain Mode and enjoy a story without ever demanding a ship be canon or even shipping any of the characters. however there is something about a hint or a promise of romance in works that aren’t explicitly romantic that makes them somehow more tantalizing and interesting. anyway this post is about james and erin derrygirls where i had 0 expectations of their feelings ever being confirmed and simply entertained the idea of them as a what-if-james-likes-erin-lol on a completely different tab that was left open in my brain but when it Was confirmed in s3 and the way it was left unfulfilled but all the same promised absolutely has done numbers to my brain chemistry like the small and tender crushes of two kids living ordinary lives under extraordinary circumstances. something about that yeah.

#like sometimes i feel a lot of Shipping is all abt for the sake of shipping and so u can project a Whatever romantic ideal #which often has nothing to do w the characters presented on screen (or on page etc ykwim) and more abt fandom building a fanon around t #the ship and making it all abt coffeeshop college aus etc... like its more abt inside consumption and deformation of the original ship #to be sth it wasnt meant to in canon but what the fandom wants it to be. i dont rly like this kind of shipping #BUT when i see two blorbos and their love is real it touches my soul...... blease understand #like im SO HAPPY w how little screentime their romance actually takes up its EXACTLY as much as i needed in a story out of derry girls #any more wouldve been too much cause honestly theyre all just losers who dont pull and the story is abt friendship and coming of age anyway #but also..... the jerin story so so good and important to me fr. #no bad tracks. the way it happens so quietly and you can pick their feelings up by SQUINTING? impeccable #the way HE is whipped for HER (a must in a het relationship) but absolutely sees right through her bs and keeps it real always #the way james absolutely Knows and Sees erin for all of her and still oh god oh shit #disintegrating to my bare essentials im gone #cause erin diary girl erin erin the author erin the writer and james you should write that down derrygirl james my best friend james #the i can wait........ like literally so mature of them to realise theyre not mature enough yet but YET theres potential for sth #that they cant just fuck up w their teen bullshit!!!!!1GOSH. FABULOUS!!!!!! #AND the way everyone's parents mirrored the girls in the flashback episode and now erin and james seem to rather grow to be similar to #erin's parents aka a loving marriage and relationship that endured objectively A Lot and provided shelter n family not only to their kids #but also officially unofficially james too james who never knew his dad james whose ma kinda umm doesnt love him. lets be honest. #like theres n o reason for me to be losting my shit so mcuh over them except there IS. #except i am! #the fact that their ship name is jerin? erin with a j?? an absolute w for j community on top of everything #no bad tracks im telling you #the quiet tender kind of love that short of develops as a bytheway as an aside to the main story #as an of course id have a crush on you. of course it would happen. of course it's not going to be the main story #its not the end of it either its not even the beginning not really #you know im such a fool for you....... but now im feeling it even more......... etc #jerin #derry girls #derry girls spoilers

[deadsetobsessions]

“Tim. Timmy. Ancients, kid, what are you doing?!”

Danny Phantom smacked away the instinctual terror of seeing an eight year old dangling out of a third story window.

“I gotta go take pictures of Batman and Robin! They’re out tonight!”

Danny thought that his barely healed vivisection wound might bust open from the sheer stress.

“Setting aside how you even know the patrol schedule of honest to god vigilantes, why’d you choose the window? The house is literally empty, just walk out the front door, for Ancient’s sake.”

Tim paused, a motion Danny was overwhelmingly thankful for, and blinked sheepishly.

“Um… for the aesthetic?”

Danny allowed the silence to settle between them before dropping his head into his waiting hands. Tim panicked.

“You- you can’t stop me!”

And yeah, Danny really can’t. In the months he’s been mooching off of the Drakes (not that they’ll notice), Danny’s learned that Tim Drake is nothing but relentless in the pursuit of whatever he sets his mind on. Whether thet might be putting hot chocolate in his cereal (which Danny doesn’t actually mind) or, apparently, stalking a pair of vigilantes.

He wanted to hack into the library cameras? Danny had to hover just to make sure the kid didn’t get caught after arguing for an hour about it.

He walked out of that argument with a loss, yes, but he also let Tim know that Danny cared about him. Danny also walked out of that argument with a new hatred for Janet and Jack Drake and his mind (just as diabolical as Tim’s) whirring with plans to haunt them.

Tim is never ever introducing his new little brother to Tucker. Ever.

“Okay. I don’t want to see you take unnecessary risks, but I’m also aware that I can’t really stop you. So. I’ll go with you.”

Maybe this is like… Tim’s obsession? When he put it that way, Danny lost the fight to prevent this tiny kid from what clearly is the only joy in his poor life.

“But…!” Tim’s eyes darted to Danny’s chest, the vivisection scars still fresh in his mind.

“They’re healed.” Danny pulled his dumbass little brother off the window sill, core settling as Tim follows willingly. “I’ll make us invisible and fly with you behind Batman and Robin so you can get even better shots. You can’t make any noise, though. That camera got a shutter sound, right?”

“Yeah!” Tim’s face brightened and Danny melted. He shoved a bottle of the (incredibly stinky but helpful in a pinch) ecto contaminated tap water into a backpack, along with some snacks and a blanket for when Tim gets cold. Danny’ll be fine, he’s got a Space Core. The cold his kind of his thing.

“Cool. We’ll stay out of earshot. If things starts to get too dicey, we’re heading home, okay?”

“Okay!” The look Tim shot him is full of trust and adoration and it makes Danny’s human heart squeeze painfully. “C’mon! I don’t want to be late!”

“We need to talk about your stalking tendencies later,” Danny said fondly.

“I’m not stalking them! I’m observing them!”

“Uh-huh,” Danny drawled, picking Tim up and making them intangible and invisible. “They’re not a bird observatory and also, even the birds in the observatory knows they’re being watched. Batman and Robin clearly doesn’t.”

Danny felt more than saw Tim’s pout.

He laughs as they fly just below the Gotham-brand of toxic smog. He waves to the City’s Spirit as Tim cranes his head around to catch sight of Batman and Robin.

“There!”

Danny obliged. With Danny’s flight, Tim got much better- much closer- photos than he would have originally.

Danny hung back as the pair of vigilantes swooped down to take care of a mugging.

“Wanna mess with them?” He grinned down at his little brother, canines glinting.

Tim looked up at him, admiration and mischievousness in his gaze. “Yes.”

Gotham parted her clouds in response to their glee.

——

Dick Grayson, AKA Robin, finally understood why criminals are so creeped out by him.

Other than the whole flippy child kicking grown people’s asses and winning thing, obviously (that, and Batman loomed menacingly behind him everytime a criminal even looked at Robin wrong).

Batman had picked up on it first, but the for entirety of their patrol, they kept hearing eerie little giggles and laughter. Haunting them. Never distracting. But persistent. And so creepy. He got goosebumps.

“B, I wanna go home.”

“Hm.” That’s a resounding yes if Dick’s ever heard one.

Maybe Alfred can chase away the giggles and chuckles.

Robin shudders and follows the Bat home.

——

Danny lowered the temperature as he held Tim up near Batman’s cowl so his brother could giggle menacingly. He knew for a fact that any recording device would get completely cram led by the sheer output of ambient ectoplasm he’s emitting. Plus, it freaked Robin out and raised the hairs on the back of the vigilantes’ heads. He tones it down when he noticed Tim rubbing his hands together.

He let out a quiet laugh, enjoying the flight with his brother in his arm and the light of the stars (thanks, Gotham) at his back.

——

Danny: oh, this kid’s got an Obsession, gotta let him do it safely, he’s a liminal from all that tap water

Danny: *forgets Tim isn’t a ghost nor is he from Amity and is therefore extremely breakable*

——

Danny and Tim: doing crime is a good bonding activity

Batman and Robin, who wants to say no it isn’t but they’re literally a pair of illegal vigilantes:

——

Dick as Robin: *cackles*

Tim, learning habits from stalking them: *giggles*

Gotham Criminals: *fear*

#danny phantom #bamf danny phantom #dick grayson #tim drake is a menace #tim drake #baby tim drake #Tim Drake is a little shit #Danny Phantom is a little shit #they’re messing with the bats #and getting away with it #inspired by dick’s iconic Robin cackle #that creepy lil shit #i love them your honor #they’re brothers your honor #Gotham’s F grade tap water #thanks scarecrow #Gotham’s tap water #dc x dp #dp x dc

[depresseddepot]

analyzing the narrative parallels in my real life as a coping mechanism

#aka my family meets on sundays BUT my dnd group ALSO meets on sundays #so i usually have an excuse to not go to the family gatherings #something something replacing the worst activity in my life with the one ive wanted to do for so long etc etc #we took a break from dnd this week so im at a family gathering rn and im not having a good time BUT #im also not on the precipice of killing everyone here like i used to be when it was every weekend #also nothing reassures me that im autistic more than going to these damn meetings #one day i will move out. one day i will not have to see these people anymore. one day the man who molested me will be dead. one day one day #one day i will not feel responsible for how shitty of a person my little brother turned out. one day i will not be the third parent #gritting my teeth i am going to make it through this year if it kills me #and i taste jasmine on my tongue etc etc #vent #also just bc i like to be a hater: he brings his dog over and she's fine idk. poorly trained but whatever #but the amount of secondhand embarrassment i get when he tries to command her and she doesn't listen bc he trained her poorly #love it when incels are ashamed in their own inadequacy #i mean i also do not have well trained dogs but they arent MY dogs and also i taught one of them to sit and also to wait #and she does them both very well. hmph ! #tldr i am better than him in every avenue. eat shit #one day i will say all of this out loud to his face #also ive started blatantly ignoring him and i feel much better abt it. one day he will stop fucking trying #eat that fucking olive branch you asshole. eat shit and die mad abt it

[dragpinkman]

milo will lay behind you at pillow height (sometimes share your pillow too) and snore in your ear if its mildly cold. very cold means he attempt to burrow inside of you and wrap around your body so you cant move. its not that he gets super cold, hes the kind of dog who sleeps in the snow and has a super thick water repellent double coat that makes him hot pretty easy, he just likes that when its very cold he can cuddle me longer without over heating. he is very cuddly boy

#most of the dogs ive had before were 50/50 on attention they enjoyed their own spaces and beds and we only occasionally wanting pets #which is fine- whatever makes them the most happy and comfortable. milo however thinks the optimal world would be the two of us fused #my senior family dog is also cuddly but to everyone. he has a rotating 'person' (aka whoever will sit the longest with him on their lap) #hes also more demanding for attention he gets jealous very easy and will bark at you to pick him up and carry him like a baby or sit down #by barking i mean talking its not an aggressive bark he talks like huskys do but with less howling. he thinks hes a little human honestly #hes somewhere from 12 to 15 years old at this point (i think hes 13 but cant prove that its just the vet estimate) im suprised #he cant speak english yet

[helluvapoison]

Could I get Adam, Lute and Lucifer and how they 'court' the reader? Like how birds with court each other, little gifts, wing 'dances', nesting, etc...

Also, could I be your 🐌 anon? <3<3<3

Birds of a Feather

Adam, Lute and Lucifer courting you

ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ

˚✧₊⁎ Adam ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• Peacocking has nothing on The First Man

• His personality is amped up to the highest level when he sees you walk in a room

• (Overcompensation for how fucking nervous you make him)

• Adam gets cocky when he knows he has your attention

• Tossing grapes high in the air and catching them in his mouth, bragging louder than usual about something or the other

• Heaven forbid you laugh at any of his antics, (His smirk is dangerous, “Oh you like that?”) he’ll start singling you out in front of everyone, calling your name before he acts up

• Performances include inviting you to watch his band play and miraculously getting more energy

• Casually tosses guitar picks in your direction— and when he finds out you kept one!? He’s over the moon

• He won’t go out of his way to get you food but he’ll order you something if he goes somewhere

• Adam hates nesting. He doesn’t like being stressed in general and nesting is really fucking stressful!

• The very fact seeing you pricks the urge in him to nest drives him insane

• (AKA, he likes you a lot more than he thought he did!)

• Seeing you in his space does something he doesn’t particularly hate though

• “It’s whatever if you don’t like it.” Adam shrugs

• “No, I think it looks nice! Very you. Tell me about these pictures?”

• He’s fucking done for

˚✧₊⁎ Lute ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• Like they have a mind of their own, her wings stretch out and audibly fluff up when she makes eye contact with you

• Mortifying is an understatement

• She picks out trinkets to give to you at first, something small that could be waved off as insignificant

• Later, when Lute realizes her affections are returned, she brings useful offerings or something you offhandedly mentioned needing

• She wishes she could tell you about the exterminations solely to brag

• See how fierce she is, how skilled she is, how good of a protector she could be for you

• Lute will ask you to arm wrestle as a compromise. She gets to hold you hand and show off her strength!

• Nesting was fine, it was the judgment part that drove her up a wall

• Watching your eyes roam over her apartment, deciding whether or not it was good enough for you? Gah!

• “What, uh—“ Lute clears her throat, she’ll hate herself for even asking later, “What do you think?”

• You smile knowingly, something else that makes her absolutely mad, “It’s perfect.”

• Lute beams with pride like she’s won a great victory

˚✧₊⁎ Lucifer ⁎⁺˳✧༚

• Never before has he felt the need to actually flaunt.. anything?

• With you it hits him like a fucking train and it’s even harder to supress it

• He’s Lucifer! That’s supposed to be self explanatory, that’s supposed to be enough

• Suddenly he’s checking every mirror on his way to you, making sure he looks better than he feels

• He tries to find other ways to steal your attention or show that he would be a worthy partner

• …But showing off his wings couldn’t hurt, right? He has six after all. If you needed to get to the other side of town he’d be more than happy to fly you over!

• Nothings too good for you! If Lucifer thinks you’ll want or like something, he’s buying it!

• Did you notice he can make things too? He’ll make you something— or fix something for you!

• Quick, break that so he can show you he can fix it!

• Lucifer pulls all the stops trying to prove himself, nesting is no exception… he’s just not great at it

• He starts! However a little after beginning he realizes just how big his mansion is and gets overwhelmed so he closes all the doors and focuses his energy on the only room that matters; his

• “I mainly stay in here,” Lucifer explains while squishing a duck in his fist, watching you explore his room, “I cleaned it up for you! N-Not for you, not for that— I mean not that I’m opposed! I just meant so that you could, uh, see?”

• “I see why you like it, I’d never wanna leave.”

• You’re gonna kill him saying shit like that

~

╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ 🐌 CAN I GIVE YOU A KITH BECAUSE THIS WAS SO FUN!!!!!

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel headcanons #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar headcanon #lucifer morningstar imagine #hazbin hotel adam headcanon #hazbin hotel adam imagine #hazbin hotel adam x reader #lute headcanon #lute imagine #lute x reader

[mostly-imagines]

Still Wanna Play?

jason todd x afab!reader

aka jason puts you back in your place

warnings: explicit sexual content (18+), soft!dom jason, (attempted) soft!dom reader

When Jason returned from patrol last night you were in a mood. The second he walked in your bedroom you’d given him those eyes, those sweet, wide eyes. The ones that let him know you want him to do whatever he wants to you, as long as he does something.

He’d settled on pinning your wrists to your stomach and holding them there as he ate you out, only breaking away to tease you about how desperate you were for him to take care of you.

And you were, to be fair.

But now, as you lay in bed next to him hours later, your mind starts to drift into what-if territory. But not your usual, worst-case scenarios. Something new. Something…interesting.

What if he was that desperate for you to take care of him? Would he even let you push him that far?

You’d never really tried to reverse your roles—you’ve been on top plenty, but always with his hands around you, controlling your pace or his words of direction.

But you really wanted to know.

You turn your body to fully face him, making quick work of removing his book from his hands and setting it open on the bedside table.

Your proximity returns quickly, nustling up against his side, placing scattered kisses along his bicep.

“What���re you doing, sweetheart?”

“Nothin’, Jay. Just wanna be close to you.”

He hums, skeptical. You’re not usually so forward with initiating, especially after you’ve already had your fun that night.

You shift up onto your knees, climbing across him to sit on his lap.

He grabs your waist and you break away from your stream of kisses. You place your hands on his wrists, though barely able to wrap them halfway around, moving his hands off of you.

He looks at you funny, unsure of what exactly you’re going for here. You guide his hands down to the bed, pressing down on them lightly before returning your touch to the sides of his face.

You lean further into the kiss, forcing him to lay back on the bed.

He pushes himself up on his elbows and moves a hand up to find your body again. You move it back down by his side again, not halting your kiss this time.

He pulls back from the kiss and looks up at you, studying you.

“What are you playing at?”

You smile, shaking your head lightly, “Just wanna play.”

You start to roll your hips on him, making him groan. He starts to shift under you again and you nip a light bite on his neck that makes him still.

“Ah.” He clicks his tongue, “You wanna be in charge? Is that it?”

You pull back to meet his eyes and. nod, your lack of vocalization not helping your mission. Still though, he’s not making any moves to take over.

“Think you can do it? It’s a big job, baby.”

You nod your head quickly. “I can, Jay.” You assert. “I will.”

He tilts his head at you, smiling. “Alright then, sweetheart. Go ahead.”

This feels like a trap. Maybe it is, but you’ll be damned if you’re not going to jump at the opportunity.

In any case, you lay your body fully on top of his and trail kisses across his collar, starting to leave bruises in your wake.

You take his wrists in your hands once again, this time moving them up to pin them beside his head. Now you know he’s just letting you play your game, if not just to see where it goes. Frankly, you’re surprised he’s let you go this far.

It’s a bit silly though, you have to imagine. You, holding down this massive man by his wrists, as if anything you did could do anything to stop him from moving if he wanted to.

You continue to nip at his neck, making sure to pay extra attention where you know he’s sensitive.

He makes a low sound in his throat, something that sounds close to a warning.

“It’s alright, baby. Don’t gotta be so tough all the time.”

The look he gives you lets you know he’s biting his tongue, giving you your chance to play man-in-charge. And you are just playing, really. You don’t know it yet, but he sure as hell does.

“I know it’s hard, but you can let me take care of you for a change, can’t you?”

You start to grind down on him, earning you a low exhale from him. But you want more.

You relax your grip on his wrists and rub soothing circles on his palm, nuzzling your face further into his neck.

It’s enough to make him relax under you, which for him, is a clear sign in him placing his trust in you here. It’s what you’ve been waiting for.

“That’s my boy.” You whisper, kissing his forehead. It’s half condescending, half true to what you know he likes. He loves it when you call him yours, it makes him shut right up and go all heart eyes on you.

You’re basically making out with the sweet spot under his jaw as you move your hips back and forth over his growing hard-on.

With the way his wrists keep flinching under your hand, you can tell that he’s having a hard time keeping his hands to himself. Usually when you ride him, he’s all over you, hands caressing your body everywhere he can reach.

If you weren’t testing the limits so much here, you’d reward him for listening to you so well, but you’re not about to bide your time under these circumstances.

You lift up your hips and pull down on his boxers, freeing his length. You don’t do anything yet though, simply ghosting your lips across his cheek.

“Baby…” he groans, but this one’s less of a warning, closer to a plea. Okay, we’re making progress.

You sink down onto him slowly, adjusting to his size proving to be no easy feat from this angle.

He closes his eyes and bites the inside of his cheek as you lower yourself, inch by inch.

Admittedly, this is a lot easier when he’s kissing you and touching you and exactly where you need him, whispering in your ear how good you’re doing for him, what a good girl you’re—no. No. You can do this on your own. You can do this for both of you.

He finally bottoms out and you’re able to begin moving your hips up and down, up and down.

And you try. You really do try, but he’s just so big and even when he’s helping you (which he pointedly is not), riding him is a difficult task.

On a good day it’ll take you out of commission for walking for at least the next few days. Now, you’re not even five minutes in and you can already tell it’s going to be at least a week. Maybe you should’ve waited to do this on a night when he hadn’t already made you come three times with his tongue.

You put your weight into holding his wrists down, hoping it’ll help you gain some traction. It doesn’t do much.

It’s a big job, he said. At the time, you may have been a little idealistic about how this was going to play out. Though, were you even the one who decided to ride him, or did he put you on top? You struggle to pull back the memory now, your body giving the choice of movement or thinking—you can’t have both. Movement it is.

It’s not long before your thighs start to burn and you have to battle just to hold yourself upright. The movement you are able to make just isn’t enough. You can’t go fast enough or take as much of him as you want on each bounce. Though at this point, ‘bounce’ is generous.

Jason’s smile just grows the whole time he watches you struggle, eyes roaming shamelessly up and down your body.

“Aw, poor thing. Can’t do it?” He asks, hand coming up to stroke small circles on your hip with his thumb. This time you don’t stop him—you can’t.

“Jay…” You whine, not ready to endure his teasing. Too bad.

“What, hm? What d’you want? You’re the one in charge sweetheart, do it yourself.”

How the hell did he manage to flip this around? Actually, if you were thinking more clearly right now you’d realize that you never really managed to reverse your original roles at all.

You move your hands to lay flat on top of his chest, a position that isn’t doing you any more favors than the last one.

You throw your head back in frustration, movements halting.

“Not so easy, huh?”

You pout down at him, brows furrowed. He smiles wider and sits up all the way, giving you a sweet kiss. Okay good, he’s going to be nice about this. You hope.

His hand comes up to comb the hair out of your face, forehead resting against yours.

“Tell me what I want to hear.” He whispers.

Oh. You don’t want to. Not after all that game you talked.

You shut your eyes. “Mm…”

“Can’t hear you, baby. Speak up.” He pinches your waist for emphasis.

What are the odds he ever lets you live this down if you give in? What are the odds of him letting you finish if you don’t say it?

Cost. Benefit. Cost. Benefit. Cost…benefit…

Fine.

“You’re in charge.” You mumble defeated, but still making sure to be clear enough that he won’t make you repeat it. Though that’s never a guarantee.

“Oh yeah?”

You open your eyes and meet his teasing gaze through a lowered brow, willing him to go easy on you.

“That’s alright, baby. I can take things over for you.” He says sweetly, kissing the side of your head before pulling out of you.

You gawk at the sudden emptiness in you and move to complain before he flips you on your back, head hitting the pillow with a light thud.

He takes hold of your wrists this time, raising them above your head, pinning them together with one hand.

He uses his other hand to caress up your side, up to the underside of your breast, brushing his thumb back and forth.

“Thought you were my good girl, hm? What happened?”

You stare up at him, not quite able to formulate an answer and not quite sure if he wants an answer.

“Don’t wanna be my good girl anymore? That it?” He asks, brow furrowed with a light pout on his lips.

You shake your head fervently, you do, you really do. You are.

“No, I just—”

“Just wanted to play? Yeah, I remember.”

He lets his hand drift back down your side, dipping past your waist. His knuckles ghost over your clit, not kind enough to grant you any pressure. The teasing brush makes you whine and squirm.

“How ‘bout now, baby? You still wanna play games?”

His hand brushes past again, slower.

“Answer me.”

“No, I’m done. I’m done. Please, Jay…”

“Please, Jay…” he mimics, a small smile playing on his lips. “You’re lucky you’re so cute.”

He positions himself at your core, sliding back into you tantalizingly slowly. With you as wet as you are, you know he’s not doing it to help you adjust so much as to torture you.

Once he sinks all the way in, he lets out a small groan and squeezes his eyes shut. He begins to move, the return of the sensation feeling like a saving grace.

He starts to pick up his pace, entering a rhythm that you couldn’t have dreamed of achieving when you were on top.

As he continues on, it doesn’t take him long to find that spot, meeting it with accuracy on every stroke.

You let out a broken moan, his hand once again grazing your clit back and forth in reward.

“That it? Right there, baby?” He knows damn well he’s hitting the right spot, he could draw a fucking map at this point.

“Y—yes, Jay. Please, please. Just let me—”

“I know I don’t hear you trying to give orders.” He says, hand snapping away from where you need it.

“No, I—I’m just…please.” You sound honest to God desperate and it’s enough to push his already light resolve to its end.

“I know, baby. I’m sorry. I’ll take care of you, don’t worry.”

His fingers finally touch your clit with intention and that alone is enough to leave you gasping.

He draws circles over your clit just exceptionally, making your breathing speed up and your legs shake in anticipation.

You look up at him, eyes pleading. “Please?” You whisper, breathless.

He squeezes your wrists, gaze still focused on where your bodies meet. “Yeah, baby. Yeah. Go ahead.”

And it sure is a good thing he said it when he did because you were over the edge like that.

His eyes snap back up to your face the second you start to tighten around him. “There she is.” He mumbles, eyes scanning your features carefully. “That’s my girl.”

His head drops into your neck, releasing your wrists above your head in favor of holding your hand. “Oh, fuck,” he groans, grip tightening as he comes right after you.

Your free hand comes down to caress the back of his head as he finishes, short hair fluttering between your fingers.

You lay beneath him, chests heaving, bodies both lax.

“Was—was I…” you trail off, still thoroughly out of breath.

He kisses your neck once and nuzzles his face in further. “Yeah, sweetheart. You were such a good girl for me. So good.”

You close your eyes and smile, because fuck does that feel good.

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