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shyhandart · 4 months
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ᴸᶦᵏᵉ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏˀ ᴿᵉᵇˡᵒᵍ ᶦᵗ ♡
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radiance1 · 4 days
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"You," Pariah Dark began, pointing at Clockwork. "Have your claimed." Clockwork nodded, staring at the Ghost King as Pariah pointed to himself. "So, I believe it is only fair I get to have one as well."
"I suppose that is true." Clockwork agreed as a knowing smile appeared on his face. Though he isn't going to say anything, yet. "Do you already have one, or are you still looking?"
Pariah silently reached behind his head, pulling out a small boy-who looked confused more than anything- as he held the child up before the Master of Time. "This is Billy. He is my claimed, I found him on the street." Pariah preened, a smug and self-satisfied smile on his face.
Clockwork could barely stop the snicker that threatened to turn into full out laughter. "This is your choice?" He coughed, clearing his throat. "Of all the choices, he is who you choose to claim?"
"Yes." Pariah answered immediately with full, overwhelming certainty.
"Oh my dear, dear king," The Master of Time purred, leaning against his staff as he stared with half lidded eyes. "Can you not see the boy to have already been claimed? I don't believe such a thing could have escaped your notice or," He tilted his head slightly. "Have you chosen to ignore it and act as if it wasn't there in the first place?"
Pariah's silence was very, very telling. To those that had known him well and could decipher it at the very least and Clockwork, being one of those few, knew well that this specific silence was a guilty admittance more than anything else.
He floated over to Pariah's side, resting his arm on the King's shoulder as he looked him in the eye. "Oh, my liege, you haven't changed one bit it seems. Still so stubborn as you always were, even in our ghostling years." He leaned close to the King's ear, dropping his voice to a whisper. "How lucky for you then, that I just so happen to be so entranced with that trait of yours..." He leaned back as quickly as he leaned in, gaze still locked with the king.
Pariah stared back with a very, very pointed gaze, the tips of his hair already igniting in green embers, and, after a few moments, he opened his mouth to speak-
"Can you guys get a room already?" The boy, Billy, interrupted before the King could speak, giving the ancient ghost pause. "I'm still here you know!"
Pariah blinked down at the boy with a face so bewildered, that Clockwork hadn't seen it in eons. Not many had the gall to interrupt him as the boy had done and oh, oh did it fill the Master of Time with such delight to see it.
Billy stared at the king with a face that spoke volumes of how done he was with the situation at hand and, as Pariah's shifted into one as if he had swallowed something sour.
Clockwork cackled.
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3kidsinacoat · 4 months
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cocooffhershiz · 4 months
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Noticed in cotl that if you raise a follower from a baby as an adult they have a bell collar. The bell isn't there to cover a scar it's a cultural thing for the lamb and they passed it on to the babies 😭❤️
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at this point i’m surviving off iced coffee and pure spite
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nana-mizu-shiki · 22 days
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"Yeah," Tim agreed. "What about the gay babies?"
No Angst in this fic like the ones I usually post!!
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foolsocracy · 10 months
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(almost) grew up together
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shift-dreamr · 2 months
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Y’all ever get a follow and you’re like “hey wait I thought we were mutuals wtf?”
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5hrignold · 2 months
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my first drawing of bug gang sitting in a pile yay
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space-bowl · 8 months
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“I was just playing around with my imagination, and everything got intense.”
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manybackflips · 5 months
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Me: Damn, that guy cut me off in traffic!
Giant crystalline worm waiting for me to break mentally so that it can collect data with the brain tumor that it had implanted into my skull via alien shenanigans: What if this exact situation happened 50 more times with increasing severity.
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violent138 · 4 months
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I think the core JL would be very amused during a joint movie night when Superman (who they expect to be on the edge of his seat, afraid) has no fear or innate flinching reaction because he's had chainsaws thrown at him with no impact whatsoever, and Batman (who they expect stoicism and boredom from) is alternating between loudly shouting at the screen or groaning whenever a life-threatening injury is dealt.
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nabumalikata · 8 months
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the sibling’s fatui cards
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sparklepocalypse · 4 months
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Another day, another of the illustrious @marz-rm’s coloring sheets! Procreate only crashed like 27 times for this one… maybe it’s trying to tell me that coloring on a 5-year-old iPad is going to end poorly for me (or the iPad).
Also, someone seems to have absconded with the boxers that Henry was wearing in the original line art. (Spoilers: it was Alex.)
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Censored, uncropped version below the jump; for the uncensored, uncropped version, click here.
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peekaboopaulmatthews · 5 months
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What’s in your soul?
an everlasting hatred for musicals
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arrowmaker15 · 5 months
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You get two today
(Bruce looking at Jason and Stephanie in the Batcave)
Bruce: Do either of you know why you're here, and why we're having this conversation.
Jason: Not one bit.
Steph: Not a single clue.
Bruce:
Bruce: You told a criminal if he didn't talk, you would steal his bones.
Jason: In my defense, Steph said it, not me.
Steph: Jay!
Bruce: Did you disprove that statement?
Jason:
Jason: No, no I did not.
Bruce: And now every criminal in Gotham thinks the Red Hood has a bone collection. You have been the opposite of helpful tonight. You're both grounded.
Steph: You can't-
Bruce: My house, my credit card, my family. You live here, Stephanie. I can ground you.
Steph: Fuck.
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