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#not just in that they're both pink but.
carnivalcarrion · 9 months
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Perhaps even,,, pink LaughingStock,,,,? 👀👀👀
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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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Who wants a WIP
Someone meets lil baby Dick Grayson for the first time
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   “Since when did you have a kid?!” He doesn’t think he’s ever seen Gordon so shocked, which is surprising. 
   He blinked, glancing down to where Dick was scribbling in his notebook with a matching robe on before looking back up at the older man. How long has it been…? Oh. “Since six months ago…?” he trailed off at the strangled noise the commissioner made. 
   “Did… I can’t believe I’m going to ask this,” Gordon whispered. “Did you steal a child Bruce?” 
   He blinked again, confused. Did he? No, he was going to go with no. “No?” Honestly he might have more confusion in his voice than the other did. What was so surprising- Oh! 
   “I have a foster license,” he informed his… friend? Ally? Ally worked. He informed his ally. “But we’re waiting for the adoption to go through.” Technically he could pay to speed it up but that would also risk media coverage which he didn’t want, nor did Dick need it. Reporters were like vultures, he swore. 
   Well, actually, at least vultures were an important part of their ecosystem so there was that. 
   Gordon breathed a quiet curse, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Okay, alright, sure, you’ve had a kid for six months and somehow no one has found out, alright.” Well it wasn’t like he liked going out into public so that had honestly probably helped. 
   “You couldn’t have,” the red-haired man made some sort of motion with his hands. “I don’t know, warned me ahead of time before someone broke into your house? What if someone had taken the kid?!” 
   Bruce frowned, nose scrunching up at his own distaste at the thought. “I wouldn’t let them,” he informed Gordon seriously. 
   “How, Bruce? You can’t fight and would get hurt yourself, then what?” Well he could fight, even if people didn’t realize that with how passive he acted in public. “How did you even get a child, you’re never even out?”
   “A big bat-thing dropped me off!” Dick was the one to cheerfully answer, causing another officer to choke while Gordon looked close to having a stroke, looking between the two of them. 
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skitskatdacat63 · 3 months
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Downloaded a bunch of overlays and am now having a moment™
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doodlerh · 1 year
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people-watching (and damage control)
#h doodles#tales of vesperia#yuri lowell#flynn scifo#fluri#tov#THE COLORS LOOK NORMAL ON MY SURFACE BUT EVERYWHERE ELSE IT BECOMES SO MUTED#whatever ill just pretend everyone sees what i see <3333333#ok so . i didnt get to watch the first strike#SOMEDAY#today was fun i got an insanely amazing shirt like insane insane#AND a little gift for my future roommate its like a little squishmallow-textured pusheen plush :')))#i got a gray one for me and a pink one for her so we match like is that not adorable. im amazi#whoever invented the squishmallow texture deserves a nobel peace prize#my brother has a minecraft fox plush w that texture SDHSD#all rite. anyway#i miss tales of vesperia every day of my life#yuri and flynn are literally such an incredible pair of characters who like they genuinely cannot exist without the other#it is LITERALLY light and shadow except they are equal parts both yet also polar opposites yet also the same yet als#please watch a tov playthrough bc yuri also has a huge found family they're all super super special TOO on GOD#yuri is a super unique tales protag bc OK NO I LITERALLY CAN'T START OR I WONT STOP#butlike. where most protags grow n change their povs yuri stays true to his ways and helps others grow around him instead. AAAAAAA#JUST. watch a playthrough and when you get to the 'intend to? i already have.' part you will understand#i am a yuri lowell stan and explainer#also his jp va (kosuke toriumi) AND his eng va (troy baker) absolutely loved him n changed his lines based on what they#believed he would say and they GOD they knocked it outta the park. them not inviting troy back for definitive ed is so. im still mad abt it#ok. good night. well great now im just emotional about tov#extremely good game. amazing characters really funny dialogue. i recommend the dannydinosaur tov streams#not just bc it's fun and he's fun BUT ALSO he responds to a few of my comments on stream and i still think about it every day of my li#I GO BACK TO SCHOOL TOMORROW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FINAL STRETCH BEFORE SUMMER OH MY GOD
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averlym · 8 months
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Hi! Would you maybe be willing to draw Fluff, 1 for platonic Kat and Cathy, please? No pressure if not obv!
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"wait is that my book" "you mean our book?" (prompt list here)
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daisychainsandbowties · 8 months
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thinking a normal amount about a treasure planet au. Beatrice on her solar kiteboard, doing the daredevil flip sequence framed against the setting sun and then getting hauled kicking and screaming back to her parents’ house in manacles with a defiant expression on her perpetually dirt-smudged face.
climbing out the window at the first opportunity to go down to the dockside inn, making nebulous plans to steal her kiteboard back but ending up down at the edge of the dock staring past her boots and into the mists. gripping tight to the wood beneath her as she looks up at the sky and dreams of anywhere but here, of stealing a skiff to get off this planet. a reluctant twinge at the thought of going alone.
Bea with all her star maps and her intricate knowledge of spaceships and their solar sails and how to navigate out there where the artigrav net is all that stands between you and floating through nothing, forever.
startling when she hears the familiar sound of someone booking it down the pier on wooden crutches. night has already started to speckle the sky above, and as she listens to the thunk of the crutches on the pier, Bea thinks of the complicated metallic lattice she has on her desk at home, partly disassembled because she’s still trying to work out parts of the engineering. Ava’s birthday is in a month.
she has to stay that long, and then she’ll leave. she will.
turning to watch as Ava races towards her with soup stains on her shirt and messy hair jammed flat beneath a ‘pirate’ hat she bought off of a traveling salesman last year. the tricorn wobbles precariously on her head as she moves. Beatrice just waits, a slight smile on her face.
there are bruises high on each of her arms, from the pincer-like grip of the police bots, manhandling her away from her kiteboard to snap manacles around each wrist.
she rubs at the skin there, but ignores the bruises.
when Ava arrives, a little out of breath, Beatrice holds up a hand so she can help herself down onto the pier. there’s no water beneath them, only a few hundred meters of empty air and curling mist.
Ava keeps one hand on Bea’s and the other on her shoulder, letting the crutches clatter down between them as she sits.
“Mom says you got arrested again,” Ava says cheerfully. “She says they’re threatening to send you to prison.”
Beatrice shrugs, “I wouldn’t mind it, so long as my parents did not visit.”
Ava’s fingers are covered in bright red band-aids, from chopping vegetables all day with her poor hand dexterity. Beatrice watches the colours blur as Ava punches her in the arm, right on the bruises. “Liar, I know you’d miss me.”
her arm throbs painfully, but Beatrice’s expression is carefully neutral as she responds. 
“I might.”
she stays with Ava that night, both of them reading her old book with its floating images of ships and canons and pirates leaping from vessel to vessel. Captain Flint, materialising out of empty space to steal away gems and gold, “the loot of a thousand worlds.” Ava traces the projected lines of the solar sails with her fingers as they flicker into being. 
Beatrice has repaired the book over and over, making the colours brighter and sharper. the tiny shapes of pirates all made up of light. Ava has the book open on Bea’s chest as she lies next to her, legs all entangled in the sheets they’ve kicked off because the night is so warm.
she seems oblivious to how Beatrice’s breath hitches at almost every touch.
they’re almost asleep when they hear the explosion, a ship crashing into the cliff-side, tumbling over and over before they hear the pop and hiss of heated metal. a bloom of smoke outside the window.
Beatrice gives Ava a piggyback ride down the stairs just before Ava’s ‘mom’, Suzanne, emerges with her pulse-rifle primed, hair loose around her shoulders.
they stumble into the yard and discover a pirate, a robot, still bleeding from a wound in his abdomen, crawling from the wreck of his ship. Beatrice heaves a shard of twisted metal away from him and finds the surface slippery with blood.
behind her, Ava sways a little, shivers in the cold air, but she’s still standing when Beatrice turns back to her.
the dying pirate tells them almost nothing useful. he’s half-mad, cluching at Beatrice’s shirt until the seams tear at the collar, then turning to Ava. he fetches out a lockbox from his ship, blood spilling onto the ground at the movement. unlocks it and takes odd sphere from inside.
it drops into Ava’s palm as he rasps, “Whatever you do, don’t let them find it.”
then he wheezes, shudders, stills.
they stare at him, Ava’s free hand finding Bea’s, holding tight.
“Is he… dead?” Ava’s voice in the silence and the dark.
“I think so.”
then, in a burst of light and sound, in a shockwave of displaced air, a ship plummets down out of the clouds, pulling up an instant from the ground.
this second ship looms down out of the sky, pirates dropping from it and suddenly Suzanne is screaming at them to “GET INSIDE” from an upstairs window as she takes potshots at the misshapen shapes swarming down lines of hempen rope.
the air lights up with orange and yellow as explosions ripple down towards the crashed ship, towards the inn. Bea flings one of Ava’s arms around her neck and sprints for the door, Ava holding the sphere (or map?) tightly against her chest.
she sets Ava down gently onto one of the bar stools, runs back to barricade the door. her face is flushed, streaked somehow with engine grease and robot blood, which is black and slightly acidic. 
they exchange a wide-eyed look, too much meaning in it to parse as explosions rock the floor. Ava has both hands clutched around the sphere. 
they both almost scream as Suzanne runs down the stairs in a blur of dressing gown and gun. she has Ava’s crutches in one hand and her rifle in the other. she kisses Ava quickly on the forehead, “Thank the tides you’re safe.” leaves her with the crutches and then goes to fetch an ancient-looking blaster pistol out from behind the bar, presses it into Beatrice’s hands. “You know how to use this?”
“No!”
“Aim it away from your own face.”
and then there are pirates all around the house, glass breaking and fire crackling. Beatrice takes up the rear, pistol pointed at the front door as it bulges under the pressure of pirates flinging their bulk into it again and again. 
they climb out of a window, Suzanne producing a kitchen knife and jamming it into the neck of a pirate loitering uncertainly outside the bolted shutters. there, covered by a tarp, is Suzanne’s old motorcycle with a sidecar attached. lantern-bugs scatter out from under it as Suzanne throws the old tarp away, gestures for Beatrice and Ava to climb in as she covers them with her rifle.
there’s a roar from somewhere in the dark and Suzanne fires a shot, hops onto the motorcycle and revs the engine. then they’re moving, pirates parting before them like the ocean neither of them have ever seen, the vast bodies of water that don’t even exist on this planet.
they seek refuge with Jillian, an archaeologist who frequents the old inn, claiming that she can’t make her coffee taste of anything but soap. she examines the orb, reluctantly passed into her hands by Ava, her and Bea wrapped in an old blanket, sitting by the fire in Jillian’s immense study.
Jillian fiddles with it for an age before sighing, looking almost angry with herself.
“I can’t… seem to make this work.”  
Ava holds out her hand, silent. “let me try,” and Beatrice makes a face at Jillian when she hesitates.
the pirate gave the sphere to Ava; it’s hers. 
it seems much larger in Ava’s small grip. she looks down at it for a while before her fingers start to move, slow but gathering momentum as she presses the little grooves and switches and indents on the sphere. 
until it lights up, showing a map of the known universe, and parts of it that are unknown.
“Is that-” Beatrice feels her words drop away, like the ground beneath the pier where she has passed so many hours sitting with Ava’s hand in hers.
Ava turns to Beatrice, eyes bright as a pair of stars, “It’s treasure planet.”
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chai-en-kaadhale · 5 months
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they have had like 30 seconds of screentime but there is something that is so soukoku about these two
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f1-stuff · 1 year
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oops! my hand slipped...
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mirick-vn · 8 months
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had a friend mistake domi for homura and now i can't stop thinking about a domijeanne madoka magica au....
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enbyenjy · 8 months
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tomwambsgans · 1 year
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tom's straightguysona was constructed by looking to the emphasis of exclusive heterosexuality without necessarily macho masculinity in 40s-modern middle america as well as academia, particularly the excusable effeminacy granted to men in the upper classes due to it simply being a mark of man being civilized, which is perfectly fine so long as you openly lament the loss of true masculinity. and greg's straightguysona was constructed by listening to weezer in middle and high school
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rosysins · 1 month
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OOC.
I think as a multimuse blog I've had the same characters for a while so I really wanna add some charas. I think the top 2 characters that i'm seriously debating on adding are these two:
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I mean they're mother and son, so I can't exactly go wrong with choosing one or the other HJBREBFJHERF.
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arctic-hands · 1 month
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I have joined the society of bluetooth earphones
#refurbished for the record#i have been dragged kicking and screaming into the future#my phone doesn't have a headphone jack. my mp3 player does but it also has bluetooth capability. my ereader only has bluetooth for audio#so I figure since I'm going on the eclipse trip in a few months I should get some wireless buds for the train#went with some used skullcandy sesh because they were like twenty-two dollars had had a twenty hour battery life#I ALMOST went with some used Hesh headphones that looked really cool and had fifteen hours but were also forty-nine dollars#which combined with the other things I needed to buy would have put me thirteen dollars over my seventy-five dollar walmart giftcard#I was very tempted if just for the aesthetique~ but realized if I bought the cheaper earbuds I could have enough money for some instax film#and the cheaper earbuds and 2 pack of film plus the household objects I needed put me at a tidy seventy-four dollars and fifty-six cents#so I didn't have to spend any actual money on anything woot woot#the earbuds are blue. which is my favorite color. but they're like a pastel blue. which is like my least favorite shade of blue#ah well I'll sacrifice looks for function and affordability any day#*stares in slight dismay at hideously pink refurbished and thirty dollar instax mini 9*#what I REALLY wanted was some of those urbanista solar-powered headphones/earbuds#but even used/refurbished both were out of the total price range of the gift card(s)#I actually had two giftcards which together totaled seventy-five so that was pretty sweet
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bloodsoakeddoodles · 4 months
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Food group swap!
#Doodles#Pajama Sam#Florette#Luke Wigglebig#Flukette#'Sup it's been like a year and I'm comin' back atcha with a design swap lol#What if they were each other's type of food! What might that look like!#I think Florette would be cotton candy and Luke would be a radish lol#The only real change would be the nature of their insults lol - Luke is no longer a flathead and Florette no longer a shrub#They're still both delegates and both their same heights and limbs - although I guess now Luke has feet lol#And Florette has a wrapped paper body! Y'know like a cone - what's used for cotton candy at state fairs and the like lol#It's wider than average which also makes it looser - so she can wrap and unwrap herself to act as limbs in place of the jacket I gave her#Luke gets to keep his arms tho! How unfair!#I guess the General did have arms and he was a veggie so it's not like it's unheard of#And like the Ice Cream Cone guy from the S.S.A.M. didn't have arms so! There's precedent on both sides!#Mostly it was just a lot of fun seeing how much I could bring them out in their design while being completely different lol#They've still got the same catty attitude towards each other (and ship as far as I'm concerned cough) lol#But turning Luke's lapels into a leaf collar and giving him more leaves for hands ah! They're really fun to draw actually haha#And cotton candy is already an obvious favourite for me lol#Yes I was imagining her as a blue/pink combo lol I'm very predictable#I guess she could be green :0 Pastel green isn't exactly common but cotton candy can be any colour so#A radish for Luke felt obvious tho lol - pink veggies are a thing! Lean into it#They were both really fun to design and doodle bouncing off each other hehe ♪
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sysig · 4 months
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Can we see the Charm bear please
Yes!!
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Look at her! She's so cute!
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It's a little hard to see, but her fur has that swirl-pattern to it that looks like subtle flowers, or in Charm's case, cotton candy :D She also smells like cotton candy!!
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