#days into decades

[lanya-del-sol]

A Spider in the hospital but always surrounded by love, based on Days into decades of @lost-girl-2021

#spider socorro #miles quaritch #atwow #avatar fanart #avatar 2 #miles spider socorro #avatar way of water #spider #loak sully #kiri sully #days into decades

[lost-girl-2021]

Maybe you could describe Quaritch's pov of seeing Spider for the first time after so many years?

Warning: I’m terrible at writing POV’s from parents. Like, the closest I’ve come to a parental experience is when I was a babysitter (and that did not last long). So, I’ve done my best. Also, since it’s from his POV, I’m calling him Miles instead of Quaritch, since it’s his first name.

Miles Junior— or did he just go by Miles? MJ? Junior? —was more of a goal than a person over the years. He’d been so fucking tiny when he’d gone to prison.

It had been over a decade since he’d seen the boy. The first thing he wanted to do when he got out was go find him. And then, he’d find that bastard Sully and get payback for the years he’d spent locked up. He hadn’t really made a decision on how to do it— make an anonymous report to CPS? Maybe he’d find a way to make his wife think he was cheating? He couldn’t do anything too risky, but he’d fully intended on getting revenge for all the time he’d missed out on.

But, Junior came first. He’d done all the tedious work— parenting classes, a steady paycheck. The apartment he’d gotten in the city was looked over what felt like a half-dozen times. But, he’d done it all. He’d gotten a job as soon as he was out, working with half of his old squad as overglorified mall cops for this big company called the RDA. The pay was good, even if wasn’t allowed a weapon and most of it involved driving around scientists and vans full of equipment. It took an entire year, but his restrictions dropped the longer he was out of prison and every day felt like a step closer to Junior.

The day he finally got to see the kid? He was a fucking wreck. Sweaty, white-knuckling the steering wheel the whole drive over. He lived with a foster family right outside the city. The neighborhood was nice, but the house itself was plain. The grass overgrown, flowers dried out. Neglected. Miles kept drifting back to the tiny apartment Paz and him had in the city. All of it was boxed up and collecting dust in a storage locker, like it had been for years. And his kid had moved on without any of it.

He was trying to shake his nerves as he waited outside the door, taking in a deep breath. Miles, Miles, Miles— the kid was all he could think about. And then—

Jake fucking Sully stood in the doorway. Miles wanted to scream, to tackle him. He wanted to punch his way inside, see what the fuck was going on. Some kind of set up?

But, no, because halfway hidden behind a couch, there he was. Blond hair messier and longer than Miles had ever let his own grow, darker than it was when he was a baby. He was tiny— maybe it was the baggy clothes or the sheer amount of hair that made him seem so small.

Miles had been preparing for this day for years.

And then, as soon as he saw his kid?

He couldn’t even move. It was . . . it was indescribable. He could barely believe that this— this teenager was his baby. Miles had been staring at a picture of one-year-old Miles Junior (perfect, light curls, cheeks chubby and red) for over a decade.

His eyes were the same. Wide and brown and filled with curiosity.

His boy. His son.

#atwow #miles quaritch #miles spider socorro #atwow fanfiction #days into decades

[bunabi]

girl what happened to just creating fanwork to satisfy your needs

going directly to the developers for canonical changes to the work has gotta stop like what happened to boundaries

#all ive talked about for a decade is 'I wish DAI had XYZ thing' and never in my life have I DM'd Mark Darrah like a wish-granting mirror

[zoneofsmites]

Im of the full (possibly delusional) belief that Durge is not the species that they physically appear to be.

You’re telling me this being crafted from nothing but bhaal’s flesh and his blood - this demigod - is actually a dragonborn/tiefling/human/elf/etc.

No. This thing is bhaal’s flesh and it just happens to look like that. They’re an imitation of a species, they’re not truly a (full)mortal being, they have no heritage aside from bhaal.

As a result I’m sure there’s some…oddities.

For example, a demigod child, not fully mortal. I doubt they adhere to the lifespan of whatever species they look like. Looking younger than they should. (less so perhaps with long lived races like elfs and half-elves where that is par for the course).

A dragonborn durge that by all accounts looks like a blue dragonborn but their breathweapon is acid. A tiefling durge that seems to be a Mephistopheles tiefling but they cannot cast mage hand, instead smiting like a zariel bloodline tiefling.

An elf or tiefling durge that doesn’t read as fey or infernal trough identification spells. Because they aren’t either of those things. Perhaps they could read as divine but not quite.

Members of a race that durge is supposed to be looking at them and sometimes when making eye contact they read as wrong. And some kind of uncanny effect triggers in their brain.

Give me more freaky durge who isn’t really what they appear to be at all. Just a little murder demigod crafted from dead god flesh to be the shape of something else.

#bg3 #durge #the dark urge #bg3 durge #bg3 the dark urge #bg3 dark urge #dark urge #bg3 headcanons #hall of wonders #zone of truth #this post is brought to you by me making my mephi-tiefling Durge mechanically a zariel tiefling to make them mechanically ‘wrong’ #and also by my thoughts of a durge who ages eerily slow for their species #(wdym this mid 30’s /pushing 40’s guy looks not a day past his 20’s???) #(how much would that fuck with gortash. when your partner who’s race is of a similar lifespan to humans hasn’t aged in the decade you’ve #that you’ve know them) #(personally. i would die a little)

[keekry]

mizu sketches :)

#they’re like #the stealth champion of all the kendo competitions out there #and taigen is furious about it #has been trying to get mizu to join the kendo club for Forever #has resorted to just tagging along to mizu’s comps and yelling angrily and supportively from the stands #he’s generously not participating himself to let them win of course #one day they’ll have the showdown of the decade and then it’ll all be over #just wait #blue eyed samurai #fanart #blue eye samurai

[lobotomyladylives]

"you do realize that you're in a misandrist echo chamber, right?" you do realize that the entire fucking world is a misogynistic echo chamber, right?

#someone replied to me saying this a few days ago and like. first of all i follow all sorts of women on here its far from an echo chamber #second of all my feelings towards men predate this blog by a decade #LX3 op

[taktitty]

Andrew Minyard has cute aggression, pass it on

#andreil #the foxhole court #neil josten #andrew minyard #all for the game #my art #do I have a million other pieces of art in my drafts? yes #do I decide to post this sketch that took maybe an hour? also yes lmao #just know I’m always lurking ready for more #hey maybe I’ll even fully color this one day 🫡 #I just love these dweebs so much #a decade under their influence

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 218

“Moom, there’s yellow-eyed creeps fighting ninjas outside the window again!” 

Danny sighed, taking a deep breath- in for ten, out for eight- as he set the pot he was cleaning back in the sink. Dan- currently six- came running in from the living room of the apartment, where he was watching TV. Or he should have been if not for the bullshit outside. 

He sighed again, picking up baby Ellie- currently closer to two- out of her highchair (even if she could just float out) and let his oldest drag him to the window. Sure enough, another fight was happening, with no vigilante in sight stopping it. Look, he knew most people didn’t live here, but it was still rude. 

“Jordan, remember how I told you how violence isn’t always the answer?” Danny asked sweetly, Dan’s expression shifting to a wicked grin as he opened the window. “Feel free to practice tossing some fireballs while I clean up your sister, yeah?” 

Ah, the sweet sound of surprised cursing and startled ecto-signatures. Maybe they’d be polite enough to take their spar elsewhere. 

#DCxDP #DPxDC #Danny: I’m going to be a better parent than my parents & not get distracted by work #He has a couple of the clones’ cores too #Does it count as mpreg? #Danny has a garden shop/bookstore at ground level #He’s gotten better at cooking but he doesn’t trust them not to come alive so he sticks to drinks #Halfas are like phoenixes when they have to retreat to their core #They come out as babies thanks to having to rebuild their human flesh body from scratch #Why yes they’re in Gotham- he’s lived in several different cities over the last few decades #Doesn’t look a day over thirty somehow (it’s the ectoplasm) #Space Core Danny #Sun Core Dan #Moon Core Ellie #Why yes he named his clone-sons after stars #Shadow Core Orion #Bed Sheet Ghost #Earth Core Rigel #Monster Ghost #Light Core Algor #Tiny Ghost #Sun Core Draco #Yes Danny is an adult with a pair of small children & 4 more on the way what of it #dad danny #Mom Danny #He is both #prompts

[the-kipsabian]

saw a take so fucking rancid on twitter i almost deleted the entire app from my phone jesus fucking christ

first of all ao3 is an archive site. this is like going to the library and saying "oh i dont like this" on every piece of media you find that you dislike and thinking they should be stamped with some sort of a marker just cause you didnt like it

you can always click back and leave. fic writers owe you nothing to explain themselves and their creations. if they have mistagged or miscategorized fics, then i understand, however there are report tools for that instead of yelling at the artist tbh

im not saying free works arent necessarily above criticism. but this is just. fucking wild. its common courtesy to just enjoy stuff (or fucking leave if you dont, the back button is free) and if the artist specifically asks for critiques, then give one - constructive that is, shitting all over someones work is not proper criticism, mind you

i just find it fucking wild people are treating art and archive sites as social media these days like this and everything needs to be policed and ~catered to the algorithm~ like. no. ao3 doesnt have an algorithm. you should be able to fucking tell what you like and what you dont like and steer away from that kind of content and let people fucking be with their art. they dont owe you anything (except trigger warnings i'd argue, but i know some people disagree with that as well for some reason), and imagine how much more energy you'd have if you only engaged with things you liked and spent time looking at instead of going to places where you dont enjoy yourself. let alone spending time telling other people you dont enjoy what they enjoy. what a fucking life

#like what the fuck #where is the common courtesy of fandoms these days im just fucking asking. its ridiculous #the back button is free. shutting your fucking mouth is free. constructive criticism when people ask for it is nice but only then #these are fucking basic level fandom engagement things #am i old or are people just this fucking awful now that these guidelines dont exist anymore #im just. ough #sorry i had to get this out. idk as someone who has never left unsolicited advice for anyone and never gotten it back it just #it fucking grinds me that people are like this now. like fucking wow #ive been here for almost two decades soon and i still know how to behave. yall better fucking learn #im gonna go back to video game sorry i really needed to yell for a hot fucking second #if you choose to reblog this dont fucking clown on it okay. god #night is an absolute mess on main

[wyrtig]

#pov you are barok van zieks and you are suffering karmic punishment for your actions a decade prior #(bvz voice) ''oh sweet man made horrors beyond my comprehension'' #asougi kazuma #kazuma asogi #tgaac spoilers #tgaa 2 spoilers #the great ace attorney #dai gyakuten saiban #hiii I made some small changes since posting this lol. there are now like 3 versions of this floating around

[beescake]

are you secretly the CEO of solkat

solkat r the ceos of me. actually

#am but a fresh minnow in this decade old aquarium i dont feel worthy of this title #as a chaser of the trail left by the established reigning fish i say‚ #the yaoi game of the og slkts are insane!11 i cannot hope to come close #also i think solkat might b more than tumblr.? #there are bubbles of slkts living in other ecosystems that we tumblrinas are not privy to for sure :o #ask #anon #homestuck #2024 #sollux captor #karkat vantas #solkat #vioart #ok as candidate-in-training my slkt take of the day is that they have a startup tgt ☝️🤓 #worst bosses ever btw these two grind so fucking hard #if u dont keep up w them whoopee youre booted off for killing the team spirit so dead even the mediums wont absolve u #their company culture bonds over shitting on ex-employees :(

[lost-girl-2021]

Days Into Decades Bonus Scene

Spider crouched down, sticking his hand out slowly. Probably too slowly, but he was high and the cat was clearly a stray. The calico cat sniffed him cautiously, a low mrr escaping it as it rubbed up against his hand. He grinned, petting the cat and giggling to himself.

—

When his foster father came to pick him up, Spider was holding his backpack in front of him and peering inside with a smile. Jake honked the horn once, eyebrow raising as the boy slid into the passenger seat.

“Have you got something to show me?” He asked, trying to casually peek inside the open bag.

Spider shook his head, angling the backpack towards the window. They drove home in relative silence, until a little meow escaped from inside his back. Jake glanced at him, but waited until they pulled into the driveway before speaking.

“Spider, I’m only going to ask this once and I really want you to think before you answer.” Jake turned fully towards him. “Is there a cat in your backpack?”

Spider gulped, faltering as he went to answer. “ . . . no?”

“Oh, Eywa help me.”

—

“But, he’s an orphan!” Spider exclaimed, cradling the cat in his arms. “Just like me.”

The pathetic tone had Jake’s shoulders sinking, his gaze turning towards Neytiri. The three of them had been calmly (not) discussing the backpack cat for nearly a half-hour before Spider pulled the orphan card.

“He is allergic to cats.” The woman exclaimed, throwing her hands up. “And asthmatic. Does that seem like a good combination?”

Jake sighed. “How about a fish, buddy?”

“I don’t want a pet. I just want Denny.”

“Denny’s? You want pancakes?”

“That’s his name. Denny.” He explained with a frown. His face felt hot and his throat was kind of scratchy, but he wasn’t about to back down. Instead, he just held Denny closer.

Neytiri looked torn between laughing and crying. “Spider, the cat will make you sick. He can’t stay.”

“You just want to put him out in the cold?”

Jake snorted. “It’s not even Fall.”

Spider dug in deeper. “If you kick him out, I’m going too.”

Maybe it was the weed. Or, maybe, he’d just had a really shitty few weeks. But, he needed that cat. They’d bonded on a spiritual level, beyond mortal understanding.

Jake and Neytiri exchanged a look and the latter sighed in a way that meant Spider won. “Denny stays downstairs. You have to wash your hands anytime you pet him and you can’t pick him up.”

“Thank you— “

“And, you’re responsible for feeding him and cleaning his litter box.” Jake added, narrowing his eyes.

Spider frowned. “But, my asthma— “

“Or, we can take him to the sh— “

“No, I’ll do it!”

#atwow spider #spider avatar #avatar way of water #miles spider socorro #spider #avatar #atwow fanfiction #avatar fanfiction #atwow #days into decades

[juliavaccina]

The Silent Decade Part 1

Next : Part 2

#my art #rayman #comics #long comic #the silent decade #rabbids #okay so this is a long chunky comic i have in the works that is gonna be cropped into smaller parts or it will not see the light of the day

[hanamic]

He’s probably fine

#holy fuck this took decades #(three days) #murder drones #serial designation n #n murder drones #my art #drawing #digital art #procreate

[solitarydegarcia]

Sholmes after being kicked out of the forensic laboratory for the 5th time this week: Queen forbid a detective has hobbies

#herlock sholmes #courtney sithe #the great ace attorney #dai gyakuten saiban #tgaa #dgs #doesnt make any dgaa content for half a decade and comes back with a shitpost meme and a comic sans signature #bringart #not very shrewd of you sholmes

[dovewingkinnie]

part 9 for the stitched au part 8

#i posted twice in a day #whatever!!!! #i wanted to post plush william again!!!! #hes just a little shaken up #definitely didn't suffer for decades #william afton #purple guy #fnaf stitched au