For the ask game:
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Thank you for the ask. It's still new to me to talk about my system, at least on Tumblr specifically, but I'd like all of us Sonders to be more comfortable here and asks like this help.
💕: Who is the most recent alter/headmate/member of the system you've discovered/met?
A: We actually had a new headmate show up a few days ago. Her name is Gloria, she mainly goes by the nickname Ria. We have a few high-energy women in our system and she's one of them -- so far she's very enthusiastic about helping everyone out and prides herself on her ability to balance having fun and being responsible. Being in the immediate headspace is a largely voluntary position, and we're pretty certain she volunteered specifically to show off that ability. Also, she's already getting along well with the other Sonder women and femmes.
🍋: How many are near the front right now?
A: As of the last time we did a Simply Plural chat Roll Call around noon, there were 5-6 of us close to front. I (Ky) am practically a constant, being in or near front around 98% of the time. Everyone else usually comes and goes from front in groups of 1-6 system members at a time. Right now it's me (Ky, he/him), Natalie (he/him), Leif (he/they), Yuuki (he/him) blurred with Logan (he/him), and Sara (she/her).
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Nightwing's car guy
Dick was doing well to establish himself in Bludhaven. He had an apartment, it was shitty but it was his. He had a day job as police officer, half the people there were in the cartels Nightwing was trying to crack down on, and the other half were in the cartels Nightwing was still trying to trace. He had his suit, still bat-grade, blue instead of the red, yellow, and green Jason got to wear now.
He did't have a cave. Or maybe it should be a nest because the whole bird thing. Burrow? What was the thing owls lived in called? The point is he made due without it. He had his apartment, and he had his supplies stashed away. It wasn't as much as in the Cave, but he didn't have Cave-funding. He could make due.
He didn't have an Oracle in his ear. But that came with the added bonus of not having a Bat either. He could do his own research, find his own information. And it wasn't like he and Babs were totally cut off. It was just only a little weird, because she was technically his ex. Sure she would be in his corner, but she was still his ex. He needed to save some face. Especially since he knew that Bruce and Babs liked to... talk. He could make due.
The only thing Dick was maybe, sorta, just maybe having a little trouble was with his bike. Well it wasn't his bike, it was Nightwing's. Which was precisely the trouble. He'd found a place to stash it, but Dick had never been a car guy... or in this case a bike guy. He would chase his rouges, speeding through the streets, and sure the bike was made for the tight corners and quick turns and the high speeds, and sure it could take a hit or two. But what about three or four? Or five?
Point was Dick needed a car- a bike guy. One that was cheap (he was only a cop), and knew how to not ask questions and keep his mouth shut (again- Nightwing's bike). All that on top of knowing enough on how to fix his bike. (it wasn't exactly the type you could find in store).
But the solution seemed to find him. Which Dick was aware was not generally how it worked, but he would count his blessings. He had been out on patrol, the type that had involved his bike and high speeds. Unfortunately it did not involve the perp in handcuffs and on his way to jail. Dick had been on his tail, could've had him too, if the bike hadn't started sputtering. Dick had done as much as he could for it, but she really needed a pair of eyes that actually knew what they were looking at.
Mumbling curses to himself, Nightwing had been ready to head off to at least catch a dust trail of what operation he'd find himself in next. He could feel the eyes watching him. His hair stood in edge, and when Nightwing turned to look around he couldn't see anyone. Maybe he was being haunted. Trying to arrange his bearings, Nightwing turned back around to get on his bike. When there was suddenly a mop of choppy black hair couched down next to it.
Nightwing blinked at him. How had he managed to get there? "Uh, something you need, man?" Nightwing asked the boy, totally not freaked out.
The boy- teen, he was only a year or two younger than Dick- looked up, large blue eyes staring. As if it was odd for Nightwing to have addressed him. It took him a moment longer to realize that the bike was, in fact, Nightwing's. "You need to change your [important engine part]." He pointed lamely, standing up to his height of only a hair shorter than Dick.
"How do you know that?" Nightwing asked before he could think of the danger the unknown person might pose.
"That's why it was making that sound. It'll put too much pressure on the engine so it won't be able to go as fast it would be otherwise. Which, I take it, would cause you problems." he tipped his head in the direction the rouge had run off in.
Nightwing considered it for just a moment, not wanting the perfect opportunity to get away from him. "Do you know how to fix it?"
The guy looked almost offended, "Yeah."
"I'll pay you." Nightwing jumped at the opportunity, "If you fix it."
Any normal person would've said no to a guy dressed in bullet-proof spandex with a blue bird on his chest and a weird mask. "Sure." He shrugged easily, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes as he eyed the vehicle. After a moment, "Name's Danny, by the way. You'd probably need to know that." Danny eyes his suit, "Who are you, like, blue-jay?"
"Nightwing." He corrected easily, his name hadn't made the streets yet.
"The Robin reject?" Was Danny immediate response, eyebrow arched up in amusement.
"The what?"
Danny grimaced, the laugh never leaving his face, "Ooh, sorry. Touchy subject?"
"I am not a Robin reject." Dick couldn't tell this civilian that he was Robin. Had been.
Nightwing's bike ran better than it had since he had moved to Bludhaven after Danny had gotten his hands on it. And Danny's payment of ("i don't trust ur money, just buy me food") lunch had been a steal in return. Maybe next time they should go somewhere a little nicer.
Because the bike was doing so well, after Danny fixed it.
Not for any other reason.
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do x dc prompt #46
The meeting room’s bustling noise quieted as Batman called the table to order. The newest member of the Justice League floated ethereally about a foot above the ground as the main heroes of the jl and the jld introduced themselves one by one.
“introduce yourself, with any ghostly titles if you will, i bloody well want to know who we’re going to be working with.” a blonde man in a trench coat spoke up from his seat.
“With my titles?” the specter hummed. “alright.
“My name is Phantom, protected of amity park, specter of the stars, wielder of the ring of rage and crown of fire, protector of all that has died or never lived, king of the dead, the true balance between life and death.” rings of light washed over his figure as his feet hit the floor. “and Danny Fenton, college student extraordinaire.”
the room collectively lost their shit.
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Steven Rudboys in Ponytown
Enjoying the Flowers
They smell nice 🥰
Does the Bakery have Military discounts?
They didn't, had to pay like a normal person. :/
Disappearing Carrots
Crazy they just disappear like in front of my eyes, totally had nothing to do with me.
Appeared on MTV Cribs
I love government mandated apartments, who doesn't. (Apartments aren't in the best condition)
Peaceful day on the ocean
Got hungry and accidentally ate the Entry Request, luckily someone gave me an Apple to make me feel better! 🥰
Bro just chillin
And has his entry request!
🥰Thanks for Viewing🥰
Had fun doing this!
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I don't think I've ever mentioned it before, so I feel as though you should all know that in this au Pearl is living with Bigb, and that his house is on the edge of the town, near a grove where Tilly stays.
She didn't really have anywhere to stay when she reunited with Grian. She was very used to being on the move all the time, sleeping anywhere that would take her for a night or two, so it was weird and unfamiliar having to find somewhere more permanent to settle down.
Bigb was the quickest to offer her a place to stay, and he didn't mind that she was rarely home due to her work, because he is also a very busy person who is rarely home. He gave her a room and an open invite, and he lets her come and go as she pleases.
They've been living together nearly 10 years now.
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