𝐑𝐄-𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌 𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐑

❝ Adam Kelleher was used to not being "good enough". A son of one of Gotham City's wealthiest families, he was never "good enough" for his father, a cruel man who seemed his son too weak to take the helm of the family's manufacturing business. He was never "good enough" for his teachers, who thought he spent too much time scribbling down chemical formulas and doodling inventions when he should have been paying attention to his lessons. The only person he'd ever been accepted by was Bruce Wayne, his best (and only) friend since childhood, who had shown him that being "good enough" was, frankly, a load of crock.

Now twenty-eight, Adam had found a good job at one of Gotham's engineering labs, spending his days bringing his boyhood doodles of inventions into being, using his free time to come up with gadgets for his vigilante best friend, and occasionally trying to set himself up on a date. But then Gotham's corrupt officials start turning up dead, a cryptic killer has started leaving riddles for the Batman, and Bruce needs Adam more than ever.

Adam may have never been deserving of the rest of the world's approval. But maybe, just maybe, he might be "good enough" to help his childhood-friend-turned-crush solve the Riddler's puzzles, take the psychotic killer down, and hopefully save their godforsaken city. ❞

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It's been some time since I drew anything for this AU, I missed it ^^

Closer look below the cut!

"the kid's like a goddamn walkin' time bomb. no longer a matter of if, but when he'll explode."

To Break from the Leylines: 1. Admit you are just as much a monster as they are 2. Know what you risk by doing so

damn dan ur bobbies

saw a really cute jsk picture ;-; had to put Jaz in it

Any excuse to draw him again

[image description: A digital illustration of Chibita from Osomatsu San wearing his outfit from the previously lost Osomatsu Kun Live Action Special. He is stepping out of a green box with a pink outline in the centre of the image, looking around curiously. Behind him is a gradient of dark to light blue with green pipes in a checkerboard shape, resembling the eyecatches used in the special. At the edges of the canvas you can see black mould growing, like the tape the special was found on. Chibita's outfit consists of a pink puffer jacket, a pink button up shirt, grey dungarees that are cuffed at the end, and white sneakers. He is drawn as a short, bald, fat, man with one hair atop his head. He has beige skin and three whiskers on each of his cheeks. His left ear has a green stud in it.]

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there will be choices you can't reason with

I had seen a prompt that said "if someone was impersonating your oc, what would friends/family ask them to do to prove it was them?"

And I can just imagine like, Pacifica and Kaipo doing impressions of the others, and eventually everyone join in.

Pacifica would puff out her chest, stand tall, and clasp Kaipo by the shoulder saying "Good work kid. I'm real proud of ya." And no one's able to guess who of the group acts like that, asking "Is that someone's dad?!" And then she's all "What- it's Finnick!" Then they all "ooooh" in realization.

And Orabella would be like "well he does kinda act like a dad"

To which Finnick is all "Wha-! But I'm barely that much older than you guys."

And Pacifica hits back with "well you act like you're 20"

And then he cries in a corner because he's two years off from 20, and that they already see him as old, meanwhile Gen is patting his back solemnly.

𝐑𝐄-𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐈𝐕𝐘 𝐊𝐄𝐊𝐎𝐀

❝ Ivy was well aware that she wasn't the only victim of bullying at McKinley High, but she was also well aware that, unlike most of her fellow victims, she'd never exactly done much to try to blend in. An outspoken feminist who frequently swore in Hawaiian, dressed in a style that was entirely unusual for such a small town as Lima, Ohio, and spent most of her time writing songs and dreaming of being on the Broadway stage, she was prime fodder for cutting words from McKinley's famous Cheerios and facefulls of slushies from the knuckle-dragging jocks, but she always did her best to try and ignore all that. Someday, she knew, she'd get out of this small-minded little town, land a starring role on the Great White Way, and then none of those future gas station attendants would ever have the right to sneer at her again.

And then one day, she'd spied a sign-up sheet that would forever alter her life. After being persuaded by her best friend Mercedes to join Mr. Schuester's new glee club, Ivy had been determined to finally prove to McKinley High's assholes that she was destined for greater things than any of them - and, hopefully, show up her longtime rival Rachel Berry along the way. Instead, she'd gained a few friends, her relationship with Rachel had mellowed if it hadn't exactly turned friendly, and she found she no longer cared half as much about proving herself.

But that was sophomore year. Now a junior, Ivy, along with the rest of the New Directions, is right back to being at the bottom of McKinley's food chain, ridiculed and slushied as often as she's looked at. But there is something different about this year. This year, McKinley has a new student, Sam Evans, who, in addition to being infuriatingly good-looking and sweet, can sing like the stupid blond cherub he is. And, perhaps most surprisingly, he seems interested in Ivy.

Ivy has always sworn, to herself and anybody who would listen, that she'll never date a jock or cheerleader as long as she lives. But Sam really is sweet... and maybe the two of them just might be able to make a perfect harmony. ❞

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*scurries* HI HELLO YES ONE LAST YELL ABOUT THE NATORIOUS RAPTURED EEL BEFORE 2023 IS OVER!

*takes a deep breath*

A-

awww aur naur!! posting everyday is bleeding me dry of images (this section is missing citations)

ty for a nother year of yelling about my favorite failgirl, i hope we can enjoy 2024 the same way.. YIPEE

lmao imagine deleting an entire blong on accident

milani core

STOOOOP 😭😭😭 you’re so right tho… Milani would

Bruh I was literally struggling for so long to get time stamps back on bc I forgot how I did it last time and I NEED those time stamps bc I’ve grown so accustomed to seeing them there AKDOAJDJAKS

We getting back into the gist of things 😔🙏

Reintroducing: Margaret “Maggie” Decker in Without You

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▸jasmine ‘jas’ lin 

october 1989, 43 women who were not pregnant earlier that day gave birth. that week reginald hargreeves bought adopted seven of them. jasmine lin was not one of them; though he probably could have gotten her if he’d bothered to wait 3 months longer. her ‘parents’ were quick to give her up when it became obvious she would be a challenging child. after too much loud wailing and shattered glass - windows and glassware alike - the young couple abandoned the mysterious babe outside the local firehouse.

if they’d left her with a name, she didn’t care to use it and the orphanage matron didn’t either. they called her ‘anne’ until she was old enough to choose her own name. 

jasmine, or ‘jas’ as she often preferred, was a peculiar child. a bit of a crybaby with a glass-shattering wail that earned her the punishment of being raised in a lightbulb-less room with a single unglazed window and only allowed plastic crockery for her meals. in the winter, she was granted more blankets, though sometimes she wondered if the matron simply hoped she would perish to the cold. she didn’t, instead persevering and growing. she had no chance of adoption, not with her strange abilities and her mostly lacking social relations - unaided by the matron’s isolation of her. on the dawning of her 18th birthday, she was kicked to the curb with little more than chump change to her name. she took up the surname ‘lin’, shattered every window in the orphanage, and that was that.

it was no easy beginning to her life. she lived in homeless shelters and slept where she could, even on trains or buses until the end of their lines. it was a stroke of luck paired with agnes rofa’s kindness that got her a job at griddy’s. she had a surprising talent for baking and was kindly enough to be favoured by patrons. putting aside much of her pay checks, she eventually managed to get herself a decent enough apartment and was looking into opening her own cafe by her late 20s.

that was the simple part though. less simple were klaus and diego hargreeves. klaus was a friendly face who somehow managed to show up any night jas went out, no matter the bar or club. he called her ‘jazzy’ and bought - well, stole - her shots and brought a kind of fun to her life that she seldom had ever had. diego was a friend of her neighbour, eudora patch’s — and a mask-donning vigilante that tumbled through the wrong window one night, bloody and bruised. diego brought an excitement she didn’t exactly want, but refused to let slip away, if only because she was worried one night he’d end up too injured and with nobody to help him. as stubborn as he was, there was a softness underneath that she gently urged out of him. there was a humorous side that she only saw when he was alone with her and eudora. it took longer than she’d ever admit to to realise the connection between the two men.

just as unexpected as his brothers’, was five. she didn’t need some pipsqueak blinking in and poking around her apartment, but there he was, drinking her coffee, demanding her name, and asking why she was among the bodies of his deceased siblings in a soon-to-be-arriving apocalypse. and so ended whatever simplicity her life had left.

🦫 + my beloved Celeste??

Their worst enemy: I mean, it's Glee, so there's a lot of them. But in real enemy terms, it's 100% Puck for a big, long while...

Their saddest moment: There's a couple to choose from, but probably the main one is saying goodbye to her grandmother for the last time in the hospital. She quotes her favorite lines from her favorite play and wipes her tears away. Aside from her mother, Mike, and Artie, Margaret was the most important person in Celeste's life. She's the one who introduced her to theatre and always made sure she enjoys the finer things in life. Her death really throws Celeste and Miriam into a tailspin.

Their first love: Sam Evans, only he's more interested in Quinn at the time.

Their happy place: She likes to sit on her roof at night with her telescope and watch the stars. This is always where she will calm down.

Do they believe in ghosts or not?: She does! She's convinced a ghost lives in her attic, though her mom assures her it's just a raccoon.

Their favorite snack: Celeste is obsessed with ring pops for some reason and can often be seen sucking on them (I can't be charged for any innuendos in your head right now) when she's focused on some kind of extracurricular work (whether that'd be for Glee club, the astronomers club, or rehearsals for the community theatre plays)

Their go-to method for letting off steam: She ends up always doing a really dramatic monologue where she can let her frustrations out

Their type of lover/partner (if they have those desires): Someone who can offer them comfort, and emotional stability, and someone she can try out new things with

If they have a lucky object: She has a lighter which her grams swiped from Angela Lansbury while waiting tables in New York in the '60s. She has it in her costume pocket for every performance and the thought of it bringing her luck has never let her down.

Their star sign: Libra, just like me!