banging fists on table NIKTO

SHASHAHS WHY HE'S SO HARD TO DRAW,,,,,??

Introducing the Erased AU!!! or as I like to call it: The Mysterious Disappearance of Normally Oak

Hehehehe I actually came up w/ this back in May (with the help of @kaseyskat <3) but it's been modified to be more canon compliant since some recent things got the brain gears turning :]c

The premise is essentially Norm and Dood do some. very silly goofs. aka w/out telling anyone Normal decides to go back to the Doodler's home dimension w/ Dood to keep them company and through some magic shenanigans everyone now has no recollection of Normal or the Doodler apocalypse- everything is a picturesque happy ending... or is it?

Sparrow is the first to realize something's up due to her new art studio being where Normal's bedroom used to be, but the others aren't very far behind. They all have to put the clues they discover together in order to figure out what happened and bring Normal back. Speaking of, I dunno how long a human can last in an eldritch dimension after all...

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(Whispers closely and quietly in your ear):

What if Anne gave piggyback services to each queen what would that look like

new backpack unlocked idk (post-show routine)

Fandom is not on your side, I’m afraid

I’m a bit of a nerd about biology so I do have some potential ideas about how Donnie would know about the kiddos. While regular turtles will nest for all their eggs, fertile or not, donnie doesn’t seem to have that instinct. The unfertilized eggs to him seem to be similar to a human on their period. So when the eggs are fertilized, maybe he does have that nesting instinct. Like he subconsciously knows and gets a severe bout of anxiety about making sure to have a good safe nest for these eggs. There could also be some kind of mystic thing that can be done to confirm his suspicions.

waves arms. biology!

i think both leo and donnie do have some degree of a 'nesting instinct' when they're on their cycle even now, they just don't currently have the chance to answer it. but i guess when they're typically on their cycle it's akin to their instincts gently being like, 'hey, uhm, a little burrow might be nice...' but when there's actually a baby on board, it's more like 'DIG A FUCKING HOLE IN THE GROUND AND GET IN IT, N O W MOTHERFUCKER. WE NEED SOFT BLANKETS AND DARKNESS RIGHT THIS INS T AN T.'

which does probably come with a great deal of anxiety, restlessness, etc. there would also probably be more human-ish symptoms, such as not bleeding (or producing any unfertilized eggs) as expected, morning sickness, and other general hormone fuckiness. and i'm sure that between the forces of science and mystics combined, they could figure out some sort of ninja turtle pregnancy test.

In Self Aware AU, I know Reader can't interfere and just watch but I can't help imagining a scene with Angel Dust, like he had a breakdown like in the end of "Poison" and Little Watcher land on him (like on his heslad or something) and he feels some warmth like she comfort him ❤️🥺

I did say that reader can't interact, but I didn't say anything abt the butterfly form... (at least I think so)

Omg Simon's part of the Stardew Valley crossover is so wholesome! But ngl I have an angst worm wriggling..

What if our dear farmer toggled the Shrine of Challenge and wanted to test their prowess on their own? Maybe Simon wanted to relax that day but doesn't restrict the farmer from conquering the mines alone. Or maybe he wanted to try out the dangerous mines with the farmer but got caught up with something out of his control and they had to go without him?

Either way, Simon gets worried the farmer hasn't returned at the set time they both agreed on, and he trudges down into the caves only to find his partner (in crime) laying face down and some of their valuable loot lost? They clearly have been bested, and Simon huffs in frustration, both at himself for letting them go alone and at them for not knowing when to bail, as he carries the limp farmer back home to safety.

I'm gonna stop there so this doesn't get super long, but I wanted to share the brainrot ejfjrjfdjsj

- Biscuits 🌺

DUUUUUUDE!!!

He was definitely with the farmer when they discovered the shrine, but they both had so many questions and so little time to do anything about those questions that they just shrugged and left the mines, promising each other that they'd go back soon and figure out what it did. Then they ended up having several days in a row where they were so busy with the farm that neither of them even thought about it until one day when the farmer was paying Marlon a visit to sell some old gear of Simon's. Naturally, the farmer asked Marlon what it was, and got SO excited by his answer that they nearly forgot to sell the gear in their haste to leave and tell Simon about it.

Simon was a little more reserved about the whole thing, but agreed it would be worth experimenting on. Except that he really didn't have the energy or the desire to go see right that minute, but the farmer did. So the farmer decides to go by themselves, with his knowledge and the promise to be home by 11pm that night. It was already 6, they clearly wouldn't be able to be gone for too long, and this was bothering them enough that he knew neither of them would have any peace until they got to the bottom of it (literally and figuratively).

He can't help having this nagging feeling that he should've gone with, though. And after about two hours, he's anxious enough that he can't stand still anymore, and he decides to go check on things only to not be able to find his farmer. He vaguely notices some of the weird stuff in the mine (glowing green ore??), but is so focused on getting to them that none of it even registers, and then he finds the farmer: bloodied, bruised, barely breathing. Their weapon is still locked tightly in their grip, but other than that the farmer show no signs of life, and Simon's heart drops into his stomach at the sight of them like this. (He barely notices the things that spilled out of their pockets and bag when they fell, but when they bring it up afterwards he just tells them that the loot wasn't his priority and they hush up about it.) He's quick to scoop them up into one arm, holding their battered body closely, and practically sprints to Harvey's clinic, desperate to get you fixed up and conscious so he can yell at you for scaring him like that.

The good part? At least Harvey doesn't have to get you evac'd to the nearest city hospital! Just barely though. Still, Simon doesn't let you out of his sight for 2 weeks, and he sure as hell never lets you go to the mines alone again.

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But like actually what a great concept, like the angst potential is absolutely there and I can see it going sooo many ways more poorly for Simon and his farmer. Thanks for sharing your idea with me!!! (Also sorry it wasn't *more* angsty, I haven't written angst in ages and I'm rusty lol.)

Inspiration Saturday Sunday!! I was tagged by @ladytauria 💚 thank you bestieeee 💖💖💖💖💖

Okay so uh. Sorry to my jaytim ppl but this is not gonna be jaytim???

In a WILD turn of events, I sat down to write my Jaytim reverse robins fic bc I was feeling inspired about it and I wrote the first chapter. And then by the time I got to the end of it I was like oh. Oh this is actually DamiTim. And then I just. Couldn't stop writing. I definitely am still going to write the Jaytim flavored version, so no one worry about that, but apparently, this is also happening!!

So here you are, some Nightwing!Damian/Red Hood!Tim!!!! I hope you all enjoy 💖 (context to the scene: they are on the phone at a ridiculously early hour)

“I told you already, you may scold me if you like.” “Scold you? Right now I’d like to strangle you.” “I think that would be fair.” Tim laughs, a surprised, sudden noise, and Damian wants to beam. “How is your throat?” he asks, and his voice has gone gentle, softness leaking into it. “It’s fine.” Tim's voice is icing over, losing warmth. “And your wrist?” “You left a few bruises, but nothing’s broken. Full range of motion. Does it matter?” Of course, Damian wants to say. Of course it matters. “I did not mean to hurt you.” “You never mean to,” Tim mutters, and Damian isn’t entirely sure he was meant to hear it. “What are you doing right now?” “Making coffee,” Tim sighs, irate. “Do you still take it with an obscene amount of sugar?” Damian asks, trying to get him back, trying to get his brother back. He wonders how much of the rest of his life will be spent trying to get his brother back. “No, I drink it black.” That knowledge settles painfully under his left rib. “You used to take it with so much sugar that I was concerned.” Tim scoffs. “And you still won’t touch the stuff, I’m sure? Only fine teas for the prince?” Damian squeezes his eyes shut. “I have… developed a taste for coffee.” “I bet your blend costs five thousand dollars a bean.” “I don’t think it even costs five cents a bean.” “Oh? Where do you source it?” “The bodega.” Tim snorts. “Sorry, sorry. I’m just trying to picture Damian Wayne walking into a bodega with a sword strapped to his back, digging through his pockets for enough change to afford his morning cup.” A smile curls across Damian’s lip, against his will. He is powerless to prevent it. “The owner is Egyptian. It can be nice to have a conversation in Arabic, every once in a while.” There’s a pause before Tim answers him.

“How do you take your coffee?” he asks in Arabic. “Black,” Damian responds in Arabic, feeling that same feeling he always gets when he gets to rest his English. Like collapsing onto his bed after an especially long day, remembering that his comforter and sheets and pillows were waiting for him. “I didn’t know you missed speaking Arabic.” “I never knew you spoke Arabic.” “Yes, you did,” Tim snaps, abruptly switching back to English. “You knew.” “…not when I would have had an occasion to use it.” “An occasion, are you kidding me? Any time you wanted. Any time you wanted to walk into the manor and say anything to me, you know I would have listened. I would have done anything for you, don’t you get that?” Damian sighs at himself. Why is he even doing this? Every time he thinks he finds an opening, Tim slams the door on his fingers. “Yes, I do." “You are infuriating to talk to, you know that?” “Yes,” Damian answers. “Why are you staying on the phone with me?” “Because you—” Tim groans at himself, and Damian feels like an intruder. “You always make me want more than I can have.” Before Damian can think of an answer to that, Tim has hung up.

No-pressure tagging @yasmindifference, @jpeg-dot-jpeg, @chipmunkery, and @cheetahleopard!!!

pets the scrunkly

the scrunkly deserves a bit of headpats :)

she'll get used eventually

This show was some peak content.

Who do you think out of the wotbc is more popular with the ladies?

It just popped in my mind as I've started watching the nick dub. I'm half Italian so I've always watched them in the original language, and maybe sometimes in the rai English dub since their voices are more unique and the script is more faithful to the og, however in ep 13 after the fight between bloom and ogron, as she faints he says "I have that effect on women"

If you still can't flirt after being alive for like over 400 years just give up at that point smh

I'd say Anagan would win that with Ogron a close second? Their main difference being Anagan is naturally flirty and social while Ogron is charming, but that's not his default, if that makes sense? I'm not calling him fake or anything not to his face, it's just different. They're both pretty though! Also have "Let me buy you a drink" potential (affectionate?).

I think Duman appeals to a certain demographic men in terms of uhh visuals, like he looks interesting. Personality is probably an acquired taste though idk? Could always just. Go out of his way to match someone's preferences and. Lie. Maybe not very healthy and definitely not good for anything long term, but y'know.

I'd like to think Gantlos is fairly popular actually. Maybe it's because in my mind he is tall, and tall with long hair hits in a way. I can see it working out for him. That being said? I don't think he cares nearly as much as the others, it's all very casual to him. Could definitely flirt if he wanted to, but overall he's kinda standoffish about it all. Some people like that though. ''Suffering'' from success.

Hey it's me, the person who keeps bugging you about your headcanons lol. I really liked ur take on Seele and Sampo, even though you said you're not super familiar w her character! To me, they feel like they have a more outwardly hostile relationship similar to Kaeya and Amber from genshin (which i'm not sure if you've played or not lol) and so i agree with you on a lot of ur points! I'll try to stop after this, but if you have any headcanons for either Natasha or Serval and Sampo's potential relationships, I'm all ears!

Hi anon!!!!!! Don't worry, you're not bothering me at all! I love answering your asks!!!

I have played Genshin and, yeah, I can see the Kaeya&Amber comparison! It's pretty on point.

I don't really have aby headcannons per se, but I can give a small relationship analysis between the characters? Hope it's a good enough trade off!

So, Sampo came to Belobog a month or two before the Underworld was sealed in which he spent time just observing the city, trying to understand how it works so it's not obvious that he's an outsider. He educated himself on Belobogian history, traditions, language, slang and the like.

Then, the seal happened and, as a way to help the Underworlders without just barging into Natasha's orphanage and being like ' I know you know nothing about me and I just kind of spawned in here. Don't question it. I can help you'. No, he needed to build a name for himself first. So while he was starting up his scamming business he would leave bandages and medicine vials for the moles to find and give Natasha.

Of course, she realized that it's not a coincidence that medicine, something she needed, something that was hard to obtain, just spawning around for the moles to find. So tries and catch however is leaving the medicine, and that's how Sampo and Natasha met.

After that they started working together. Delivering Medicine bled into delivering medicine and intel until slowly a friendship was created.

I know a lot of people like to imagine Sampo and Natasha being close friends and 'oh Natasha can read Sampo like an open book' but personally that never really spoke to me?

The way I see it, it's a business casual friendship. An unlikely pair forming from having to work together due to circumstances. Natasha does care about him, but she can't trust him completely. She wants to, but Sampo isn't making it easy. She recognizes that he's not a bad person, but aside from that, everything around him is blurry. His origin, his thoughts, plans... there's no knowing unless you are Sampo Koski.

Sampo, although he's not a fan of the way she views the world, does want to help her. There have been talks about him officially joining Wildfire, but he always refused, never really explaining why. He wants to help Wildfire, and he does! It's just he always keeps his distance because he recognizes he doesn't belong there. Sampo Koski, the persona, the role, has no place with the heroes of the story, he's in it as a catalyst, not as a protagonist.

Bottomline is, the way I see it Natasha does want to be closer to Sampo to understand him better, but he's not letting her due to personal reasons. She never really persisted since she didn't have the chance to do so due to her responsibilities with the clinic and Wildfire.

And soon enough, now that the underworld and the overworld are united once more, she'll never have the chance since they'll be on different social statuses and Natasha, a hero in her own right, will stop working with Sampo, a criminal.

Serval on the other hand........

I don't have many thoughts. I kinda see them as people who got along but never were close friends. It's like a friend you see once every six months and have fun with. But not one that you go out of your way to get close with.

From Sampo's perspective the friendship had the benefit of watching Serval work and learning a few things by observing.

Now that the Overworld and the Underworld are connected I don't think Serval would ever go out of her way to find and hang out with Sampo. Like I said, it's not a friend you go out of your way to get close to.

As for relationships.... Boy do I have thoughts. It deserves its own post to be honest

omg i thought i was the only one 😭😭 the album blends together and not in a good way, and i feel like there’s genuinely no effort in the lyrics? like ppl are gonna praise her writing but i literally went and listened to some folklore after and it’s so much better? like it’s not great songwriting AND it’s not a bop so what is it. (i did like who’s afraid of little old me tho and i like cassandra but i can imagine a version of it that’s 100 times better? like ur gonna invoke one of the most infamously screwed women in myth and do only that?)

exactly like i'm not even comparing her to other songwriters, i'm comparing her to herself!

even the better songs could've been so much better! like idk i'd have killed for a rock ballad, something like a more melancholy long live. i'm also not saying the whole thing is garbage. i like how she stuck it to the fans with but daddy i love him, because matty was a turd but the swifties really have no say in her dating life, and florida!!! is the only one that managed to get stuck in my head a little, but we're talking about 31 songs. 31 songs and each of us only found two (2) salvageable ones lol.

what happened to the reds and the 1989s, where you did not skip a song? what about folklore and evermore, where you had a cohesive album? there's such a mess with the themes and the sounds... idk, i feel like she tried to please everyone by having half the album by aaron and half by jack.

i read a critic that said something along the lines of "taylor said she needed to write all this, the thing is that maybe we didn't have to listen to it." and you know what. that's it. that's the problem. PRUNE IT!!! make it 15 songs instead of 30. make some hooks and write a banger or two. choose your favorites and have them edited by someone who's not your yes-man or your bestie. then, for the one year anniversary, release the b-side with the rest of the songs and hey! it would probably feel fresher that way.

if i dont finish the sopranos soon my brain will crawl out of my skull and finish it for me i think. this is a threat

real life drama moment eye roll sams apparently struggling bc he wants to move out and is touring this building hes been eyeing but his roommates dont want him to but also apparently theres beef and he just 'doesnt want to be friends with those people anymore' and he was really vague about what that was all abt and his friend group and who he wanted to even still talk to. and well. not my circus not my monkeys....... but im gonna go ahead and keep my feet in two lanes here does that make me a shady bitch. girl i literally dk any details and thats fine but like. idk whatever..

Hello! I'm a solarpunk kind of person by heart and it's exciting to connect with other folks online who appreciate this lifestyle, aesthetic, and philosophy. Do you do any "solarpunk" things in your real life? I have solar powered hot water heating panels on my roof and I grow organic vegetables, herbs, and fruit in my garden. I'd love to be more of a real life solarpunk though...

Hey!

Honestly I feel you, seeing what everyone's up to and all the conversations are real nice and inspiring! I won't pretend I've always been ~Solarpunk~ but its nice to find a community that aligns with me.

Regarding solarpunk in my irl life... a little ? Not as much as I would like (or as much as some might expect from my blog) but I've got a bit going on I suppose. I have a pollinator garden, and a worm bin for composting, and I grow some veggies every year--this year I actually ended up sharing a bunch with the neighbors this summer, which was nice! I'm learning how to sew and crochet, which I guess isn't explicitly solarpunk but it feels solarpunky to me. Asides from that, though... I don't have much else going on. I still live with my parents, so any ~solarpunk~ stuff I'd wanna do mostly needs their approval (I'm an adult but I still live under their roof kinda vibe). Also I tend to be a bit too nervous to leap into things like protests or writing to the newspaper or joining irl communities or taking on crafts like soldering or building (though I have made 2 raised garden beds out of wood).

I'm hoping to change that in the upcoming year though, slowly but surely. And until then, I just try to share nuggets of solarpunk ideologies with people when the opportunity arises. (For example, I introduced the concept of visible mending to the teacher of a sewing class my mom and I took).

It'll come with time, as long as we keep striving for it! I'm rooting for you!