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anonymous asked:

What's your new idea?

season 2 young justice au!!

there’s not a clear timeline on when jason became robin and died in canon, so i can just handwave it and say jason’s alive and doing his lost days thing by the time s2 has rolled around

that’s where things get interesting. the reach are looking for people with metahuman genes, and the lazarus pit isn’t exactly metahuman genes, but it’s something different. it’s not atlantean and not natural and it clings like a residue to jason. 

(the reach might not even recognize it as the same thing that clings to ra’s al ghul because have they ever actually met him in person or did they always just talk with the light over their oversized television screens? probably the latter.)

the reach like to kidnap kids with metahuman genes, but above all they like to kidnap kids that no one will miss. jason is wandering through europe all by himself, training; he checks in with talia every week or so, but she mostly leaves him to do his own thing. 

he’s an easy target.

talia doesn’t even worry for over a week after the fact. it’s not like they keep in contact that closely. and by the time she realizes something’s wrong – 

she doesn’t really have any idea where to start.

when the young justice team finally infiltrate the reach’s base, jason’s been there for weeks. 

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anonymous asked:

Why do you draw Toby's hair so curly? He doesn't really look a lot like the original Toby...

Some reason why other Muns change their Muse. To make them stand out from the others! While I do make a few changes (curlier hair, different mouth scar, doesn’t have stubble most of the time, ect), I also try to make him look like the original as much as possible.

Idk I just kinda like doing my own thing with him, ya know?

Now for his personality… Yeah he’s not much like the original lol he’s pretty bland comparatively.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Oh well

- Mun

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i love the despair designs !

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i’ll give you the sun character posters brian

he floated into the air high above the sleeping forest, his green hat spinning a few feet above his head. in his hand was the open suitcase and out of it spilled a whole sky of stars.

What do you think is worse,” she asked quietly, twisting her favourite bracelet around her wrist, “having your heart broken or breaking a heart?” Her friend glanced at her curiously but she wouldn’t meet his gaze. She couldn’t, not with the guilt that was clearly written across her face.
“It depends, I guess,” he replied carefully. “Having your heart broken is awful, especially in the exact moment it happens. You feel as though your airways have been cut. You forget how to breathe. At first you feel too much and then you’re in denial and feel nothing at all, just emptiness. But it gets better. Sometimes within months, and sometimes it takes you years to move on. But eventually you’ll heal.” She looked up, biting the inside of her cheek. “And if you break a heart?”
He hesitated, pointedly glancing at her wrist. “Well, you can’t break a heart and be careful about it. You can’t make it hurt any less, no matter how much you don’t want the person you love to be in pain. I’d say breaking someone’s heart scars you just as much as having your own heart broken.” When she didn’t say anything, he spoke again. “Are you about to break someone’s heart?” Slowly she took off her silver bracelet and placed it on the table. He recognised it now as it sparkled faintly in the bright light - it was the bracelet her boyfriend had given her on their first anniversary. “Yes,” she replied with tears in her eyes, touching the bare inside of her wrist, “I’m afraid I am.
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n.j.

“I’m the same person I’ve always been. Now everything’s just out in the open.”

They sat with their shoulders touching and their knees bumping against each other. She smiled when he gently laced his fingers through hers but her good mood faltered when she took a look at his face. He seemed distracted, his brows furrowed and his forehead wrinkled, his eyes unfocused.
“What’s on your mind?”
“I keep thinking about what would have happened if I hadn’t been at that birthday party a year ago and drunk out of my mind. I would never have made a move to talk to you.” He glanced down at their joined hands.
“You wouldn’t have vomited all over my new shoes, either.” He laughed at the memory, remembering the embarrassment that had set his cheeks aflame as though it was yesterday. “Where would we be now if we hadn’t met there?” he asked quietly. There was something about reminiscing that left a bitter aftertaste. Being nostalgic always came with the finality of knowing a situation had passed.
“How do we know what we missed out on when we were at the wrong places with the wrong people? What if it was something wonderful, something life-changing? Something we didn’t get to experience because we made the wrong decision?” She squeezed his hand and pressed her lips to his temple, quick and sweet.
“We don’t. And I think that’s what makes life so interesting and so so beautiful.”
—  sweet reminiscing / n.j.
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Drew Roy in the Sugar Mountain trailer  

listen, i respect matt mercer and he is a sweetheart wanting to respect everyone’s opinion and not call it bullshit so i’ll do it instead. because claiming that kimallura is fetishized is fucking bullshit. i live by the “respect everyone’s opinion” but when we’re having a healthy wlw relationship which so far has only been seen as “gals being pals” (and strangely enough, their affection was okay then) and they finally kiss, it’s considered fetishizing? yeah that’s when i throw that philosophy out of the window and bring my fighting gloves. Cause this shit is serious. Are we really living in a world where two women kissing after going through serious emotional trauma and believing the other to be lost forever is considered fetishized? seriously? i have no words. like criticize relationships in a dnd game you don’t even play in and really don’t have a say in anyway all you want but don’t throw this kind of bullshit around. not when there are more serious things to call out for fetishizing wlw instead of a couple of women who KISSED in ONE EPISODE. like wtf people? 

“What is it about him?” He asks me. “It doesn’t seem like he’s treating you right.” It’s a good question, and I find myself at a loss for words fit to answer.

“You’re right,” I say. “He doesn’t treat me right. But that’s what draws me to him. It’s the way that he acts like he doesn’t care, like losing me wouldn’t mean anything to him. Like I have to constantly work for his attention. You see, so many guys have tried to chase me, but the only one I want is the one who I have to work to catch.”

—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #1144 // i only love the ones i cant have 
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“Joana we may have gotten where we are doing things the wrong way but I believe we’re doing the right thing now. In our own way. I don’t know what you did or what you saw in the tunnel. I don’t give a fuck. I don’t wanna know. I know, I feel  that you’re a good person. You’re the only one who doubts that.”

“I love you,” I say carelessly, the pain in my voice clearly audible, those words have no meaning for him anymore, but I say it anyway. I remember blushing whenever he used to stare at me, I remember the way he used to touch me. He gazes at me for a long time. Then with a heavy heart, he says,

“I know, but you’re not what I want anymore, I didn’t have the courage to love you the same way you loved me, and obviously, you weren’t ready to let go. So I did it for us, for you.”

—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #1118 // a.a.w
BTS as shit my friend says

Seokjin: It’s almost as good looking as me.

Yoongi: Don’t wave at me.

Hoseok: I WANT THAT! LOOK AT THOSE GLOW IN THE DARK PANTIES!

Namjoon: I’m a tree.

Jimin: Look, I got little legs, I’m going to have to speed walk.

Taehyung: We can dab naked.

Jungkook: I’m going to have to fight you if you keep being cheeky

“i have to get out of here,” she says while frantically throwing clothes into her suitcase.
“slow down,” her sister yells. “what do you mean you have to?”
“i can’t stay here. everything reminds me of him. i have to get out of here before i go insane. that’s what he’s going to do to me; he’s going to make me insane. everything, everything reminds me of him; these walls, these photographs, all the gifts he’s gotten me. every street and every store and everywhere i look, he’s there. i have to go somewhere new, i have to find a place i have no memories of him. i have to leave him behind, i have to leave him here because he’s left me, do you understand? he’s moved on and i’m stuck here in this town where the ghost of him resides, i have to get out. i’m sorry,” she says and packs the last of her essential belongings and leaves.
Dear you, sometimes we have to let go of someone who matters to us not because we want to but because we have to, and it’s the right thing to do.

Let us remember that we can’t force anyone to love us, we can’t beg someone to stay when he wants to leave and be with someone else, and sometimes this is what life teaches. Letting go of things that is already out of hand.
—  Take care of your heart even if the person you loved didn’t. 01.06.2017. 9:25AM.