#rabble-dabble-draws

[gregnas-the-grouch]

Just some gift art for @dragons-and-art of that most nasty of ladies, Eve. Sadly, I couldn't fit the whole damn pic on the phone's camera without sacrificing detail. But I feel this would suffice. Plus I felt like dabbling in some simple architecture. And what better than having le royalty address the common rabble?

Anywho, thanks for being one of the first to push me into drawing, Dray. I really appreciate it!

#pokemon #eve #gardevoir #gift art #my art

[autisticsupervillain]

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Stats Equalized!

The show where we equalize strength, speed, and durability to decide who would win a battle of hax, skill, and versatility.

This Month's Fighters...

Sollux Captor vs Cole MacGrath!

Sollux Fanart by @rabble-dabble

Conditions:

InFAMOUS 2 Cole without the RFI is used.

Scenario:

Cole assists in fighting off an Alternian Invasion of New Marias, bringing down one their battleships with a thunderstorm. Sollux survives the crash, having been kept prisoner onboard as a backup battery. Cole mistakes him for one of the invaders and attacks him.

Analysis: Cole MacGrath

Many years in the future, human civilization would meet its grim end at the hands of a monster known only as The Beast. Humanity’s last survivor, a man calling himself Kessler, would use his fantastical powers to travel back in time and prevent the apocalypse. Taking over a secret society called the First Sons, Kessler would use their research to amplify the powers of Conduits, humans with special powers, with an explosive device called the Ray Sphere. Setting the Ray Sphere in the middle of Empire City, one man would survive it’s blast and go one to become the world’s savior. The name of that survivor, of the man who would slay The Beast, is Cole MacGrath.

Even before awakening his extraordinary powers, Cole MacGrath was an impressive young man. A parkour prodigy, Cole has the streets, rooftops, and sewer systems of both Empire City and New Marias memorized like the back of his hand, even capable of outrunning police with his skills. He was an incredibly intelligent man as well, smart enough that his parents can easily pass him off as a teacher. He was a straight-A student during his four years of college prep, only dropping out when one of his professors began tormenting his friend Zeke. But, after the blast, he became something more…

Now gifted with extraordinary electric abilities, Cole became a living battery, capable of absorbing and manipulating electricity to an extraordinary degree. With his newfound powers, he can create a wide variety of bolts, missiles, grenades, and blades out of his electric powers, ranging from homing missiles to sticky grenades. He can also create Arc Restraints, electric chains designed to pin his opponents down.

In regards to his defensive abilities, Cole has a huge moveset to draw from. He can create shields that convert bullets into energy for him to absorb, glide through the air and telekinetically throw heavy objects by manipulating magnetism, regenerate from being riddled with projectiles, can fully heal himself and restore his stamina by absorbing electricity, and even restart his heart to come back from the dead.

This wide variety of powers is only scratching the surface of what Cole can do, which comes as a result of how his powers work. See, Cole can develop new powers in a wide variety of ways, such as by absorbing large quantities of energy, or even just by using his powers in creative ways during a fight. Throw these methods, he has developed and mastered both the above powers as well as the following ones. He can:

Create thunderstorms.

Throw tornados.

Drain electricity from storms.

Absorb ions from killed opponents to enhance his powers.

Amplify his speed immensely via Precision, causing foes who were previously only a blur in his view to move in slow motion.

Give himself unlimited energy and stamina briefly via Karmic Overload.

Heal crippling wounds with his healing pulse, an electric zap that amplifies the body’s natural healing abilities.

Can see visions upon getting new powers, teaching him how to use them.

Can see how a person was killed by touching their corpse, as well as see a path leading to their killer.

And suck the bio-electricity from a person’s body with bio-leech, a technique that requires he grip their face.

Can create electric grappling hooks.

And many, many more.

Of particular note is his Radar Sense, a sixth sense that operates independently of his other senses in an omnidirectional way, allowing him to see electrical sources, people included, as well as outline those with hostile intent towards him in red.

Keep in mind, these are all just his electricity powers. Upon reaching New Marias, Cole was able to use a device to transfer some of Lucy Kuo’s powers into himself, after which he gains additional ice based powers, allowing him to create ice missile, ice grenades, and ice spikes roughly the size of buildings, even using his ice powers to launch him skyward to create distance from his opponent.

Speaking of distance, he’s probably going to need it, as he isn’t a great melee fighter. He’s a skilled user of the Amp, yes, and he can hurt people as strong as he is, but he lacks any kind of martial arts training. Cole is a ranged fighter through and through. Thankfully, Cole has a wide variety of resistances to aide him against anyone who manages to get in close. Cole has repeatedly shrugged off ice and fire attacks, taking no damage when getting ragdolled by The Beast, who is a giant monster made of magma. He has successfully endured Sasha’s mind control, which was powerful enough to take control of all of Empire City even while weakened. He has survived being doused with acids and resisted being ripped apart by The Beast’s Black Holes, which break down and absorb matter on an atomic level. He, like all Conduits, are resistant to most forms of radiation and all forms of disease, including the Plague that would’ve wiped out the human race had it not been stopped. His powers can even ignore the resistances of others, such as where Cole killed Kessler and David Warner, two people who can absorb electricity on contact, with his electric attacks.

Even with all this though, he does have one major weakness: water. Large quantities of water will short circuit is body, killing him in a way he likely can't resurrect from. Even standing in neck deep water for 30 seconds will kill him, being able to withstand being drenched only for brief periods of time. Furthermore, cutting out the electricity in the areas around him will make him nauseous and give him a headache and he can’t touch most electronics or fire arms without making them explode.

Overall, Cole is a remarkably powerful master of electrokinesis and he’s remembered as one of the most powerful Conduits of all time for good reason. Respect the Patron Saint of Empire City.

Analysis: Sollux Captor

Doom. The Aspect of dispair. Those bound by Doom are fates chosen sufferers, predestined for a life of pain and misery. And there is no better example of that in all of Paradox Space than Sollux Captor.

Born on the alien hell world of Alternia, Sollux was born as a Gold Blood. The third lowest caste in Troll society. Thanks to his status, he was not only relentlessly persecuted, but he was predestined to serve as a living battery for the Empire's warships, guaranteeing a short life of pain and misery once he left the planet. Even on the planet, his life wasn't much better. Largely because a nearby highblood and local 8itch mind controlled him into killing his own girlfriend.

So yeah, as you can see, if you're bound to the Aspect of Doom, then life is just going to shit over you right from minute one. While all your friends are bound to primordial concepts that grant them cool superpowers, you're bound to a concept that forces you to hear the voices of those who are soon to die. Well, okay, I say that, but it's not all bad for poor Sollux. For one thing, being a SBURB Player does give him a few handy perks, like a video game style hammerspace inventory called a Specibus, or a leveling up system called an Echeladder, which goes up continuously as you do random things, ensuring that you're always getting stronger.

Not like Sollux needs much help with that. He's easily the most powerful psionic on the planet, arguably the strongest in history. As a direct descendant (or clone. Kinda. It's complicated.) of the Psiioniic, Sollux has inherited all his absurd abilities and psionic powers. This includes telekinesis powerful enough to lift buildings and eye lasers big enough to vaporize skyscrapers.

Sollux's telekinesis is so powerful, it can overpower and redirect meteors summoned by the Reckoning, including those the size of Australia. And that's on top of it's utterly ridiculous range, allowing Sollux to grab and throw meteors from the other side of the universe or blow up a laptop that was in a different timeline entirely.

But, as with all things Doom bound or SBURB related, it came at a price. Since Sollux was a SBURB Player, he was inevitably going to witness the end of his race, as it's the job of him and the rest of his friends to create the next universe while their old one dies. Furthermore, he didn't even get to live in our universe, because someone from the universe he and his friends just created traveled back in time to kill all of his friends. The pressure of having to hide from this god-like entity shattered his already fragile friend group, causing Sollux's rival, Eridan, to go on a killing spree. This resulted in Eridan vaporizing Sollux's eyes and killing his new girlfriend... right before Sollux gets dropped down a flight of stairs for unrelated reasons.

Man, Sollux is just the Spider-Man of the Homestuck universe. He certainly has about as many dead girlfriends. That isn't even counting the time he got forcibly fused with the person who killed his girlfriend (not Vriska, the other one). Yeah, needless to say, when your life sucks as much as Sollux's does, you become something of a grumpy dick. He's relentlessly cynical and pessimistic asshole, which is certainly not helped by his bipolar mood swings and short temper.

Despite this though, Sollux's luck did eventually begin to turn around. He's far and away the most competent hacker in Paradox Space, capable of hacking into a video game that alters the fabric of reality. Eventually, his first girlfriend came back to life as an immortal time goddess and they hooked up again, a little while after Sollux discovered he is now half-ghost. This means, not only does he not age anymore, but he's only half blind now, with only his living half being bound to his pre-existing injuries. So, not only is Sollux Spider-Man, he's also Danny Phantom.

So, no matter how badly life kicks him, Sollux is always going to rain down hell on whoever and whatever crosses his path.

Throwdown Theme:

Throwdown Breakdown:

This is an interesting matchup.

Sollux has an absolutely massive advantage in terms of range and scope. While Cole can cover entire cities in thunderstorms and tornadoes, Sollux can call down meteors from space all the way from the Outer Ring. Solluc can quite literally throw everything in the universe that he can lift at Cole. This is a fantastic way of separating Cole from his options, ripping entire buildings out of the ground to seperate him from sources of electricity and keep him from recharging. Given how similar Cole's powers are to those of a typical goldblood, I think it's safe to say Sollux would think to do this. Goldbloods are literally used as batteries to power spaceships, the idea of one drawing on power from technology isn't too far fetched.

On the other hand, Cole vastly outpaces in terms of versatility. Besides his telekinesis, Sollux's only other conbat applicable powers are eye beams and very specific procognition. And while said eye beams are fuck off huge, Cole is bringing a lot more to the table. Cole's shields, movement options, and healing powers give him a lot of ways to simply tank, dodge, or recover from a lot of the damage Sollux can deal. Frankly the image of Cole electric web slinging across the buildings being thrown at him is simply hardcore.

Most importantly, Cole does have a limited counter against his electricity sources being taken away. Precision Mode would let Cole move fast enough for Sollux to not track him, allowing him to get his hits in and reach sources of electricity before Sollux could react. The problem with that is that it chews through energy really fast, which won't work if Cole's already hurt for energy. Karmic Overload is basically a free instant refill, but in practical terms it's a one-off until Cole can farm more Good Karma for himself.

Meanwhile, Sollux's telekinesis counters a lot of things thanks to its scope. He can just disperse any storms Cole creates, send missiles and grenades right back, and throw sources of electricity into space where Cole can't reach.

However, Cole's similarity to other goldbloods could very well let Cole catch him off guard with some unique tricks. The ability to just revive from death at will because his body still had electricity in it would trip Sollux right up, Cole's weakness against water isn't something he'd ever even suspect (meaning throwing the whole ocean at him is right out), and stuff like Karmic Overload and Precision Mode would come right the hell out of nowhere.

But, ultimately, I think telekinesis on Sollux's scale is just too clean of a counter against Cole. It can get him out of Arc Restraints, throw Cole's projectiles back, get rid of his storm clouds, and even just... yeet all the city's electronics into space where Cole can't get them. Fight's over I guess.

There are certainly circumstances where Cole can win this. Namely by perfectly exploiting openings created by Precision Mode or resurrection. But they are much more circumstantial than Sollux's own powers.

This Throwdown's Winner is...

Sollux Captor!

#fictional throwdown fridays #stats equalized #cole macgrath #infamous #sollux captor #homestuck

[sleepychaika]

got tagged by @windmills2 ! thank you so much! it was such a cool surprise!

there was a monster of a chain post but i chickened out and decided to not reblog it :')

fave color: it's always been particularly difficult for me to settle on just one because i kind of measure my favorite colors in palettes, but for the sake of this game let's say gray. cool gray in particular

currently reading: haha oh how i wish to get back into reading. well, uh. my german textbook i guess? D:

last song: Pet Grief — The Radio Dept. (btw love it and btw i WILL smile and press my palms to my cheeks and remember it forever if you listen to a song i like.)

last movie: something from the twilight saga that me and my cousin decided to watch for the first time. hhh.

sweet/savory/spicy: spicy foods my absolutely beloved. but i also really really love milk chocolate

working on: houhh sadly and tragically nothing big as of rn, i have no energy these days. at the time of tagging i was translating a hs fanart piece (coolest pesterlog illustrations love it so much), and currently, well, there's several art wips, one of them is a phone wallpaper my cousin asked to draw for her. oh, also i've got acrylics for painting on fabric recently and now i'm trying to make it all of my clothes' problem

according to the rules i have to tag 9 people that i want to get to know better, but.

@sootpologist @sootinsand @multifariousmayhem @quatari @matou-sakura @rabble-dabble @caliginousquadrant @autisticsupervillain @morganapendragon @dreamingdeadly @diciusnestea @angelicaether @unbreakmyhead @facetiousbootylicious @icarusmidfall @catboy--slim @petscopstoner

i broke the rules and tagged more people because i'd like to know more about all of you, you intriguing individuals with interesting blogs you. but! no pressure to participate at all. i know tag games are not everyone's cup of tea

#this made me realize that i need to come up with ways to provide some enrichment for my mental enclosure #more little projects that don't consume much energy #and also more movies. oh i totally forgot that watching movies is cool . some are just collecting dust on my hard drive #and alsooo! #windmills you're working on so many nice things! people who crochet are automatically the coolest in my book :D #that picrew sounds like a very very fun idea also!

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

the beta kids vs. the alpha kids about their problems

alphas: 

TG: u guys are just BIG FAT MEANIES!!!!

GG: D:

GT: What? I just want everyone to be happy!!!

TT: Everyday I live with the fear that I will grow into the bad person I know I can be. 

betas: 

TT: You have daddy issues, I have mommy issues, John’s depressed and Jade hasn’t connected with another person in years. 

TG: yeah and

TG: do you wanna play minecraft or what

#KMDSLKBJDFKBKLJSGS #the beta kids were FUNCTIONAL #homestuck #incorrect homestuck quotes #submission #rabble-dabble-draws #mod dave #roxy lalonde #jane crocker #jake english #dirk strider #rose lalonde #dave strider #john egbert #jade harley

[orangelemonart]

a lil bit of a more personal ask, but do you ever feel lonely in being a somewhat still active johnkat artist? when i look at all the old and deactivated blogs, i could only imagine how it must've been to witness that "era" of time. do you miss those who left or changed?? and do you regret anything about shipping johnkat in todays time?

I don’t really feel lonely because I feel like I interacted with relatively few “big name fans”. I miss gushing about johnkat with panic and noahh and fivetail and everlind and pearl and olivia and everyone from the “Johnkats Anonymous” skype group though!! That was fun. I had plenty of johnkat artists I enjoyed the works of from afar, but never had any desire to interact with because I was happy with my little gang of pals. Most of my closest irl friends nowadays are ones I met from nycstuck meetups, homestuck shoots at cons, and even from Johnkats Anonymous so NO REGRETS, BABY. What I really miss the era of when homestuck was still updating constantly, that was fun, it’s hard when series I like now update once a week or longer and not sporadically, that was fun. I also miss not feeling like it was bogged down by everything post-retcon and now being written by committee. That part has made thinking about homestuck not fun for me anymore. The good news is I am profoundly disinterested in the epilogues or sequels. So I can’t really regret it in “today’s time” because I don’t engage with todays time! 

That’s the secret to happiness. The digimon 02 epilogue didn’t happen. The Harry Potter epilogue didn’t happen. Naruto chapter 699+700 and Boruto didn’t happen. Engage with a series as far as you want to, and make your camp there and never leave.

#rabble-dabble-draws #homestuck #me

[plugnuts]

I can’t stop thinking about that one game of Among Us with @rabble-dabble-draws where I kept getting imposter and he found it funny

#among us #among us fanart #among us moment #among us moments #rabble-dabble-draws #plugnuts #self insert #me #among us comic #amongus #let me just say #i got imposter literally THREE TIMES IN A ROW!! #and then i got crewmate once #AND THEN TWICE MORE IMPOSTER #more crewmate!! :D AND THEN MORE IMPOSTER LIKE ?????? #i was MAD i was so mad #me and rabs got imp once together and we FLOFFLED it up!! #someone caught me almost immediately and then he was caught soon after i was so salty #i love being imposter don't get me wrong but if i get it too many times in one game and people are automatically sus of me?? #IT''S ANNOYING #i was literally like 'please.. please make me crew..' to kris and then was like ;-; when i got imp #it was so annoying #and rabs found it **funny** #but like #heheheh #this was an amazing night i'll never forget it #mwah kisses #and it was awesome because he said that when he got imp he'd kill me #but he didn't hehe #because i'm love him and he'm love me

[wepreeshjohnegbert]

A quick sketch to celebrate our new mod!!

Please give him a warm welcome ^^

- Mod Sky

#preesh art #mod sky #homestuck #john egbert #rabble-dabble-draws #plugnuts #self insert #Homestuck John #Homestuck John egbert #a moment of silence for mod utopia - I feel bad for not engaging with them enough #but now we have mod max!! a good friend of mine of whom I trust will help in spreading the love of John!! #we’ve still to figure a few things out but we’re getting there!! #I feel like this will go a whole lot better than last time #I guarantee it!! #oh yeah because of mod max we’ll be adding our names to posts we make so you can tell us apart #and there is of course our personal tags #I just hope I drew ya right max! i gave you the short hair you gave yourself in your most recent drawing of yourself #and I gave myself freckles because I have them and i thought it’d look good and I was right #so yeah!! #I am very happy to have him here with me now and I hope you all feel the same!!! #and now I shall go to sleep #oh yeah that’s a thought! lol I’ll be the morning mod and he’ll be the evening mod because time differences haha #that’s a good idea actually #anyway I’m stalling I’ll go to sleep now I’m just really happy :D!!! #preesh!!! #also I say quick sketch but in reality this took me 25 minutes haha

[reynaruina]

im fucking CRYING at the IT balloon part because im a very scardycat bitch who will cry at watching top 15 scariest videos and if i just finished watching the movie and a random ass balloon just wandered into my living room im pretty sure id die right there

Dib might not even be that scared of the movie but like, he knows there’s only one asshole who would do that kinda shit to him and of course i’ts on purpose, what the fuck was Zim planning with this bullshit???? He like shoves the balloon out the window with a broom or something trying to keep distance and Zim goes back home screaming “computer you told me BALLOONS CHEER UP HUMANS!!!!!!”””

#ask #Zim has to ask help from the computer with like half his plans #and they still don't work much better half the time #the only shit that works are the very simple things #and those Dib don't even notice #so what the FUCK #ponytail Dib au #rabble-dabble-draws

[rabble-dabble]

to clarify in one tidy little post: hi! i'm rabble dabble, and i have an interest the DreamSMP fandom. frankly, i'm upset and irritated that trans/homophobic people like @/bananimationofficial, a popular DSMP artist who created the 'little portal au', can think they can be accepted into the DSMP community and believe that their transphobic/homophobic beliefs, such as these and these, will just be allowed and accepted because they "have LGBT friends" and are just "politely disagreeing" with us (take that last bit with a tone of sarcasm). so, in an attempt to combat this thinking and show our support for the LGBTQIA+ community, i'm personally drawing the DSMP community's OC's in a 'SUPPORT LGBT+ RIGHTS, FUCK OFF TRANS/HOMOPHOBES' hoodie, in support of our community and all of the lovely LGBT+ folk in it!

all you have to do to participate in this is just this: send in your OC or DSMPsona, or your tumblr profile picture, or you (or a request, preferably an OC but I don't mind doing CC's either) into my ask box or submission box. you can also send in a flag you might prefer, and i'll draw them in the hoodie, and @ you when i'm finished. we have SO many people in the dreamsmp story and the creators who are LBGT+ and friendly, along with SO many dreamsmp fans who follow that story, and it is ENTIRELY unfair that transphobes and homophobes think they can be transphobic/homophobic and still be a part of this community. raising awareness about this and spreading the message that us LGBTQIA+ folk are here and just as important in this community is worth this work, so don't hesitate or be afraid to send that ask with your oc! we are ALL worth it.

and as clarification - i'm also not making an actual hoodie/kickstarter for it! I only want to combat the fact @/bananimationofficial kickstarter is making L'Manburg hoodies and giving her money/support for it (which people have brought up the legality of before) and show/gather LGBT+ support in the DSMP tumblr fandom. I want to make it clear that I'm not attempting to 'cancel' or 'threaten' bananimations, only that people that are homophobes/transphobes need to realize that LGBT people aren't people to be "politely" disagreed with whether or not we deserve to exist and just because you're nice with us or "also have LGBT friends" doesn't mean you can just be transphobic or homophobic. I mostly just want to gather support for ourselves, and maybe inspire some of our LGBT friends to post your DSMP LGBT+ content.

#dream smp #dsmp #text post #little portal au #lgbt #lgbtqia #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #techonblade #philza #the eret #itsfundy #antfrost #dropsbyponk #captain puffy #niki nihachu #<- apologies for the people in the tags browsing! give this a read pls tho

[consumeconstantly]

Innocence, avoidance

Summary: Jason Todd cracks crass jokes and dirty comments like they’re his lifeblood. It turns out, he’s just getting it out of his system before he sees his little sister again. (Or: Marinette gloms onto Red Hood after her parent’s death, and there’s no way anyone can stop her from being with her older brother.)

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Jason Todd, AKA Red Hood, is not the kind of man people go to when they want to complain about their life problems. They go to him when they want a quick, oftentimes violent solution; Red Hood isn’t exactly a renowned empath. In comparison to his other Bat Family counterparts, he is at least 10 times more crass and almost 15 times more violent. 

It is accepted that although Red Hood makes situations turn out for the better, he is no shining paragon of human virtue and kindness. People trust him to watch their backs and not to fuck them over so long as they’re working within his very clearly defined set of values, but he’s just not the kind per person that anyone would entrust their kid to during their Friday date night.

Until somebody does.

The door to the warehouse is already open, and he has a gun in his hand, ready to threaten the little crowd he’s gathered today when a woman hops out of her car and shoves a pig-tailed girl with wide blue eyes and an almost blindingly neon pink outfit towards him.

“There you are, you weren’t at the drop site!” says the woman, who instantly begins to back away from the two of them once the little girl picks herself up off the ground that she landed on. Red Hood notes the license of the getaway car, making a mental reminder to deal with them later, but the car makes tracks. The little girl frowns at the disappearing car, eyes the gun in his hand, then decides that she’s going to stay put. 

Red Hood looks at the rabble that has convened in the warehouse, down at the little girl, then back again. There are at least five people in the room that are eyeing the little girl greedily, and he’s sure that if he just lets her go, she’ll be captured by one of them faster than he can bat an eye. He doesn’t exactly have time to put the girl in a safe place, not when it’s taken him months and a good number of heads in order to draw these people here. 

She looks wary of the gun and of him, but not scared. Everyone else? Half of them look like they’re about to burst out laughing, and the other half have looks that he’s eager to wipe off their faces.

“Aww, look at that! Hood has finally found his way into the dark side of the business. What’s next, prostitution?”

Without hesitation, he shoots with deadly accuracy at the man’s hand. The man keels, bending over and clenching his bloodied appendage. Other than the man’s screams, the room goes completely silent.

Red Hood casts another glance at the little girl, who has, slowly but surely managed to inch away from him and into a safer position. She’s holding onto her sparkly purple plastic backpack like it’s the only thing that’s keeping her alive. Smart kid, not to run. Or was it dumb? He wouldn’t shoot her, and he’d take out anyone else who tried to, but the girl didn’t know that. She probably just assumed that she was going to his next target.

“All of you shut up while I deal with this.” He inhales deeply and kneels down to get on eye level with the girl. Not that she can see much of his eyes, given his helmet, but still.

He has half a mind to go after the woman, but he’s not about to leave the little girl amongst the group of criminals that are gathered in the warehouse with him. Briefly, he wonders how the hell that couple even knew that he was going to be here tonight. He also wonders what he’s going to do with the kid. “What’s your name, kiddo?”

She looks up at him, hands clenched around a plastic pink backpack with some kid’s cartoon on the back, then looks out at the people that have gathered. There’s a moment of silence, and Red Hood is sure that she’s weighing her current options. Smart kid. Eventually, she shifts her body weight closer to him, apparently drawing the conclusion that he is the safer option than the other people who are here tonight. Smart kid.

“It’s Marinette, sir.”

No last name. Not sure if that’s a pointed decision to keep her identity at least partially concealed, or just because she doesn’t have one.

“And those weren’t your parents?” It stands to reason that the people in that care aren’t her parents, but he needs to make sure.

Marinette clenches her backpack tighter. “No, sir.”

“Where are they?” He has a sinking suspicion if those weren’t her parents, and she’s not up in tears, asking for a phone to call them, that--

“They’re dead, sir.”

Sometimes, Jason wishes he could be wrong on things like this. 

“Then who were they? And don’t call me sir. Too formal.” 

“My mom’s... second cousin, I think? I never met her before, but I got sent here anyway.” 

One of the men shifts. He’s one of the men who Red Hood pegged as a possible child trafficker. Underneath his helmet, Jason’s eyes narrow. He now has a fairly good idea of how the couple figured out that he was going to be here tonight.

“Do you know how to get back home?”

At that, Marinette's mouth almost twitches up into a smile. “No sir. I don’t think there’s a home to go back to, anymore.”

Red Hood sighs. Putting the information presented to him together, he quickly comes to the conclusion that Marinette’s parents have died recently and that nobody in her immediate family has found out about their passing, or they don’t want her. Somehow, the couple picked her up-- possibly when she was going to a friend’s house, judging by the whole school girl look she has going on-- and thought she would fulfill the trafficking requirements laid out to them. 

That means that there aren’t a lot of options available to her. He can redirect her to the foster care system, but everybody knows foster care messes up kids permanently. Even though she looks to be pretty street smart, he couldn’t just let her live out on the streets in good conscience. Her outfit looks too clean for her to ever have lived in poverty, and she definitely checks the box for a lot of the trafficking rings that have been popping up recently. Mixed descent, the possibility to be pretty when older, and very, very pure. She’d get picked up off the streets within hours if she just let her be. 

He decided that he’s let her have the final say. “What do you think I should do in this situation?”

She shuffled her pink ballet clad shoes, eyes darting to the sides. He had to give the girl this much at least; even though she had the whole innocent look going for her, she was very aware of her surroundings. Her body language implied that she didn’t believe him to be that much of a threat— and in any other case, he’d fault her for that, but given that let their surroundings were a drug den he’d let it go— and tilted herself so she could have as many people in her sights as possible. “Sir, I think as long as you could get me out of here safely, I’ll figure out how to take care of myself.”

The man Jason was watching, the possible trafficker, tensed. Yeah, Jason is definitely going to have to take care of him later. This kind of a reaction as good as cements the suspicions he’s had. 

“Tell you what, princess. Do you mind waiting outside for me? I’ll help you out once I’m done here.”

Marinette eyed the rest of the room. “How long will you take?”

She’s asking all the right questions. Maybe it will be easy for her to fit into the slums of Gotham. 

“Not long,” Red Hood promised. “Ten minutes at most.”

The collection of people who have gathered in the warehouse all swallowed uncomfortably. Everybody knew that when Red Hood dealt with things quickly, it typically ended in copious amounts of bloodshed and shock. 

“Okay,” Marinette paused, grip loosening on her backpack. “Ten minutes.

#

Red Hood doesn’t particularly want to have Marinette around for the violence that’s about to occur, but she’s already seen him shoot one person, so it’s too late to shield her innocence. And violence? It’s a slippery slope.

He makes quick work of the room; half of the people he brought out here, he kills off directly. The other half are made to watch as the people they’ve associated with for years die in front of their eyes. This is a power play. A way to… persuade them to reform. Because the people he’s left alive? Red Hood has left them alive for two reasons. One. They’re not nearly as bad as most of the higher ups in Gotham. Two. If he kills all of the people who have dabbled in anything bad, the chain will be completely messed up, and there will be too much room for unknown variables to make their way up the ranks. He wants people he can control. And the people he’s left alive? He can keep all of them in line.

Marinette is not waiting outside for him. They’re right next to Crime Alley. This is not going to end well.

#

He’ll give the little girl props for somehow managing to avoid his detection. 

To be more precise, he’s hoping that she’s simply avoiding his detection, and hasn’t gotten swept up in something bad. 

It takes Jason three hours-- three hours-- to find the girl who can’t be much older than ten. Probably not even ten, judging by her size. 

“You’re lucky it’s me finding you, and not someone else, Pixie.” He finally catches a glance of her glaringly sparkly backpack, complete with fairies and unicorns covered in some sort of holographic overlay.

Marinette immediately backs up, looking definitively worse for the wear. She’s gained rips in her clothes and  a nasty looking scraped knee. Her face loses all color when she sees him. “S- sorry, sir. I swear I wasn’t running away, it’s just that there was someone outside who tried to grab me, and--”

If Jason didn’t know better, he’d believe the girl. 

However, he does have a decent number of connections, and those connections ensured that nobody was going to be able to come near the warehouse once his ‘meeting’ started. Though, he’ll have to have a talk with them, given that someone tried to pass the goods right before it started. Jason is fairly sure that the couple has been apprehended by now, but checking later tonight won’t hurt. 

Which means Marinette made the decision to run.

Again, that would have been a very, very smart decision had she not found herself in Crime Alley of all places. It looks like she’s learned a little bit about why she should stay away from places like this.

“It’s fine, Pixie. Like I said earlier, just call me Red Hood, or Hood. I’m not going to hurt you.”

Marinette balks.

Jason sighs. “Look, I know it’s hard to believe, but you can trust me. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do. All I want is to see you safe.”

“But,” Marinette bites her lip. Her eyes drop to the guns at his side. That’s… that’s a good reason not to trust him, to be honest. If he were in her position, he’d already be running.

“Do you have anyone you can contact? Anyone you trust? I can take you to them.”

She’s starting to tear up, and god, Jason cannot deal with crying children. Marinette’s big, blue eyes and pigtails and her general smallness. He just can’t. “Please don’t cry. Please don’t cry. What, do you-- do you want a cookie or something? I can bring you to a bakery before we talk? Sweets are supposed to cheer kids up, right?”

Marinette lets out a watery laugh. 

“I like macaroons,” she offers.

#

“So, how old are you?”

In the warmth of the bakery, Marinette looks markedly more relaxed. She went to the bathroom to clean her face and cut off, and now she looks like the poster child of one of those band aid ads. Lively, a little mischievous, and, you know, a child.

She takes a delicate bite of the shortbread cookie-- not a macaroon, there aren’t many reputable bakeries in Gotham that are close and have French pastries. “Nine and a half.”

Oh man, she’s younger than Replacement. 

“You’ve really got no family here? None at all? No friends you can call?”

“No, I’m from France.”

Well, that certainly answers a lot of questions. But brings up additional ones. “You speak English very well.”

“Maman and Papa ran a very popular bakery. We got a lot of foreigners. Before we moved to Paris, we lived in New York.” She takes a sip of her drink, whipped cream stuck on her nose. “And I don’t remember anyone from New York. We moved to Paris when I was three.”

Jason sighs. “What do you want to do?”

“Maman said that if I were ever left on my own, my only job was to survive by any means.” 

“That’s…” He tries to find the right words. “Interesting advice.”

In what parallel universe do parents of a bakery in Paris-- one of the major cities in the world with the lowest crime rates--tell their children to survive by any means?

“Did she tell you how?”

Marinette tilts her head, pigtails bouncing. “She told me to trust my instincts and never to trust the police.”

Great. That explains why she didn’t ask for someone’s phone to call the police. Not that the police in Gotham are the best people to go to for a case like Marinette’s, but then again, there’s not really anybody good to go to for a case like hers. 

Vague advice is the best way to get a kid killed. But since Marinette isn’t already dead, it stands to reason that her instincts haven’t failed her yet, and he really does have no clue what to do with her.

He briefly contemplates taking her to Bruce, but strikes the idea down almost instantly. Marinette fits all of the requirements to become a Robin. Tragic backstory, black hair, blue eyes. He’s not going to put another child into Bruce’s hands just so he can ruin their life by not doing his job. Besides, Bruce doesn’t know he’s alive yet, and he wants to keep it that way for now.

“Then what do your instincts tell you to do?”

Does he feel like an idiot for asking a nine year old that? Yes, but what else is he supposed to do? Taking care of kids was never part of the job description when he signed up to be Red Hood. (Then again, it wasn’t like there was a job description to begin with.)

Marinette takes another bite of one of the cookies on her plate. “They tell me to stick close to you.”

Even better. She’s imprinted on him.

@jasonette-july-2k20

#you bet your ass marinette grows up to kick ass and take names #does the summary fit the fic? not really but none of my summaries do #jasonette july #jasonette #how do you tag platonic ships #platonic!jasonette #jason todd #marinette dupain cheng #maribat #miraculous ladybug #dcu #innocence #child!marinette

[a-non-ymouswriter]

*CLAPS*

stream labs is LIVE!

welcome back to the show :D

below are the taglist, if you want to be part of it please let me know!

@nicholaspwildeblog @ladycatland @rena-draws @rabble-dabble @skyestar7703 @captionswashere @ldcat996 @abyssmal-skies @lucy-marigold @trash-b1n-ary @casualjster

#non post #non updates #stream labs live #WE'RE HERE WITH THE UPDATE OF THE WEEK #fanfic update

[autisticsupervillain]

ngl reading that post put some fear in me it sounds EXACTLY LIKE WHAT A VILLIAN WOULD SAY-

Gooooood. You're catching on

Did you see that evil Aradia fic, by the way? I didn't see you interact with it, if you did.

#answered #rabble dabble draws #villainstuck

[cantdanceflynn]

Hey!

So, uh, I’m starting an event, per say. I’ll be drawing anyone’s ocs in an lgbtqia+ hoodie of their choice.

I’ll take ocs from pretty much any fandom, and do this for pretty much any identity. All you need to do is submit a picture of your ocs and the identity you want me to put on their hoodie. 

I’ll take up to two ocs from each person, and three identities per hoodie. There will be a main identity, and a sleeve for the other two, and I’ll need you to clarify which identity is the main one you want on the majority of the hoodie.

This idea was started by @rabble-dabble, who encouraged me to do something with it for my fandoms. 

#events #iz #amphibia #toh #homestuck #infinity train #ok ko #centaurworld #pokemon #mlp #su #dnd #minecraft #all ocs are welcome here! #within reason #if any friends want to submit theirs too they can! #no worries! #pls dont let this flop

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

JOHN: ouch.

ROSE: What?

JOHN: i sent karkat a message a message about how we need stuff that went like:

EB: we need cleansing supplies for our humble abode your majesty.

JOHN: and he sent back:

CG: OK PEASANT. I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO.

JOHN: like he just called me a peasant!!

ROSE: You did just call him Your Majesty. That makes you a peasant.

JOHN: i didn't imply that!! i could be, like, a lord or something. him just out here assuming i'm a peasant is just insulting.

#source: my MOM called ME a PEASANT #like im her frickin kid and shes out here wildin goin Ok Peasant #my dad just laughed at me like sir if im a peasant youre the jester #my mom forgets sometimes that we need certain things we run low on so i gotta remind her a lot #but this was a curveball. i didnt need to be disrespected like >:'( #<<-- HJASFKSDGKSHDGKSDHG SIR . IF IM A PEASANT YOURE THE JESTER #LMAOOOOOOOOOO #homestuck #incorrect homestuck quotes #submission #rabble-dabble-draws #mod dave #john egbert #rose lalonde #karkat vantas

[slut-for-literature]

@rena-draws I believe this is our semi established guest list, all the way from the first picnic saga post (￣∀￣)

@a-non-ymouswriter -FUCKIN AUTHOR OF REWIND WALKING RENA DOWN THE AISLE POGCHAMP-

@smoresbythefyresyde

@just-dalia -bridesmaid-

@waddei

@rabble-dabble -flower boy-

@impulsive-fantasylander

@icrazy-snowyowl -muffiner-

@king-casino

@lilmushroomgremlinman

@yeoubi-i -ring bearer-

All water nons -fear-

The non who wanted to be flower girl

Fish non -priest-

That one non who wanted to be ring bearer

@axethecloud -photographer-

That one non who wanted to do music

Kool aid non who wanted to help with food and drinks

@tack-tick -baker and bridesmaid-

@aubstacle-of-course -swords at dawn-

And

@our-planet-is-going-to-explode

The guest list is still open, join in if you want fam!

(Also if I forgot anyone, sorry I didn’t mean too)

#picnic saga

[plugnuts]

I have myself the @john-crocker and @jade-english urls and man I want to use them so bad because of my au/timeline but... work :)

#bits of banter #lol tumblr couldn't even find them #i haven't posted with them and i made them recently so it makes sense #they ain't even links #they just exist and i am holding them in my palms #how did nobody take them before me?? #i feel like it's fate #i mean jade-crocker was taken so fate wasn't on my side exactly #but still #and if you do happen to visit them i used @rabble-dabble-draws' art for their icons #he's awesome by the way #i hope you don't mind rabble i probably should have asked #feck #and now i'm just writing this instead of asking #feckle #uh.. #well.. #yeah #i credited you at least? i mean i gotta link it correctly but still!!! #yeah i dunno why i feel so happy to have these urls #i love them like my children now #because it feels like they're my children?? i dunno #i also have lord-egbert but like that's less important i guess #thoughts anyway? heh #yeah i was too lazy to link the tumblrs after tumblr didn't what of it? #oh yeah happy 800th post woot woot #text post