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going back to riddlerposting this year :-)

#the riddler #edward nygma #edward nigma #dc #dc fanart #dc riddler #this bastard and his 80000 name spellings #s: batman #redacted.#ozy.txt #my art

i'm expecting the panel to go like. misha saying something about fifteen eight[LOUD CAR HORN] and then jensen commenting about what it was like to film the entire conf[AIR TRAFFIC NOISES] on his phone, before finally they're like. you guys were right. dean and cas were totally g[ZOOM WEBSITE CRASHES]

#redacted.#assholes <3 #rambles #my post #cast #jenmish

yeah beard has tattoos ! one’s a [redacted] tattoo on his [redacted] , another’s a [redacted] tattoo on his [redacted] , another’s -

#〈 ooc. 〉 - 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜.#redacted.

that time i liveblogged the last of sheila and i was like omggg james mason is so gay in this. guys is he . is he!!!! and you were all like. 🙂

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"Ren? When's your birthday?"

ASK AN INCREDIBLY INVASIVE QUESTION ! THE WRITER WILL ANSWER.

generations ago the lie family were blessed by a previous spring maiden, with well wishes of fertility and prosperous odds to continue the dragon faunus lineage. so, it was with a great deal of celebration that the thirteenth heir of the lie clan was born on the spring equinox. in the beautiful but secluded mansion atop the mountains of kuroyuri, the trees blossomed, and the sacred pink leaves of their village’s mythogenesis scattered on gentle winds.

every year the spring equinox was marked with a town - wide festival. the streets were lined with lanterns, performers danced on stone paths lined with petals, children received treats of lotus mooncakes, and ornate good luck charms. ren’s mother would guide them down from the mountains in lavish silks of festival attire, beautiful pink hair twisted ‘round flower stems and blooms that matched her eyes. their eyes.

“ it’s a day to celebrate you, my little moonflower. ”

it meant more to them than the fireworks which marked sunset, than the distant memories of catching koi games, and writing down their temple prayers. once ren’s parents eloped from the rest of the lie family, once they found home in the humble village folk, it meant waiting for li to come home. and he would. while ren’s father disappeared for months at a time on noble pursuits, he would always, always come back for ren’s birthday.

it never mattered what the actual date was — whether he was late or early — and ren would long since suppress it. as soon as li would come home ren would run to their father with open arms, begging him for tales of adventure and the outside world. they would celebrate on the day he came home. ren was born on the cusp of pisces and aries. two warring zodiacs of both water and fire. ren was born on the cusp of rebirth, and the lotus would live up to that name, that time. the stars had gifted and cursed them to live out the life of their namesakes.

a single night before the nuckelavee attacked, ren turned eight.

& THE MUSE WILL REACT TO HAVING THEIR PRIVATE INFORMATION MADE PUBLIC.

a heaving chest was the first sign of belayed horror, as claw - like grip rose to clutch, cover their face as tendrils of rage - filled smoke breathed out between their fingers. there were crackles in their voice akin to dragon fire, as grating, haunting pain washed over them with the might of torrential rain. ‘ it’s none. of. your. BUSINESS ! ’ they snarled, but it was clear at that point they weren’t addressing ruby anymore. their grief had no target, and struck indiscriminately. hurt lanced up their spine, anger spread into the crevices of their armour, and the crushing poison of a childhood turned to bitter rot poisoned the soil of the happiness which could take root. they wielded the hurt like their knives, desperate to keep others far enough away so they wouldn’t hear the clear break in their voice, the tears welling in red - rimmed eyes. this was the despondency of the spring equinox ; their memories of joy tainted by ruination, by devastating heartache.

@petalfates.

#petalfates #ans.#hc.#so ...#that was fun #redacted.

Chara. I got the list. 4 3 1 2 5 Get the out of this room, you might get stabbed with your own knife.

LOOK FOR YOUR SENSE OF SELF-WORTH.

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BLUSHES: There’s really not any time, as tired as I am.FLOZETTE: anime is real?

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CHECK THE BED.

BLUSHES: Nothing but dustbunnies. BLUSHES: This bed looks like it was made in the 2000′s or something.

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CHECK THE CLOSET:

BLUSHES: Here we are! My clothes have been cleaned and sewed. BLUSHES: I’ll admit, my void inventory filled with the lives of those lost to time in never ending agony is weird, but I’m getting used to it.

BLUSHES: On a side note, does it smell like gasoline in here, suddenly?

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CHECK THE DRAWERS.