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people say the Brucie Wayne persona isn’t believable but if I caught Bruce Wayne drunkenly lying under a desk in an office he shouldn’t have access to with a ream of secure documents and he replied to my “Mr. Wayne?” with “Mr. Wayne was my father—oh god, my father” and then started sobbing, I would 100% back away and leave him alone. like that shit would work on me every time.

"I'm batman" is just the Bruce's version of nuh uh.

speedrun thoughts on all the DC news

Starfire animated show: Neat! Will have to see the design before saying anything but this one's promising!

My Adventures With Green Lantern:

same crew as MAWS- same universe- same horrible foundations to build a universe from. I shiver at the thought of them handling characters like John Stewart, Alan Scott, or Simon Baz. Is Jessica Cruz gonna be a xenophobe too then. God I hate it here. GLTAS we miss you,,,

Super Powers show: This just feels like DCSHG but with less girls. I don't get what's the point of cancelling shows like GLTAS and DCSHG only to bring them back in a similar way. J'onn's gonna be the principal I guess which is an obvious place to put him in, but I'd have to hear more from this. Otherwise I feel meh about it.

Krypto shorts: okay. I am indifferent.

James Gunn on diversity in Trump's America: man you know you're being clowned on when the Variety writer is calling you ignorant lmao. I don't understand how you can be heading a character like Superman, an undocumented alien immigrant, and come out saying "oh my Superman isn't relevant to the current political climate" like a coward. I mean I can understand, because that's how Superman has been written for ages now by mostly white writers. Sigh. SSTK really is the only real one.

I adore this concept so much!! It’s too cute ☺️

Sketches for @raghhhhhyperfixations Superbat Reverse Alien AU!! Love love love the idea of shadow alien Bruce being a silly little creature so here :))

Hey everyone!! I’m curious, I tend to do tons of reposting (I’m shy and new here 😔) but I do have some original content that I’d like to share, although my designs are rooted in Gacha life 2 (I can’t draw so it’s the only way I can visualize them) would people be interested in them? Because I’d love a place to talk about them, though it’d suck talking to a brick wall lol 😅

my humble offerings on this february 19th

Please stop trigger tagging with #epilepsy tw/cw/warning/etc.

I need every single person to understand how horrible tumblr’s tagging system is

I go into the tag for epilepsy and its all flashing lights. We can’t use our own tag because people without epilepsy fill it up with improper warnings.

Use ‘flashing’ in place of ‘epilepsy’ in your tags. You aren’t warning people of epileptics, you’re warning us of flashing lights. Please please tag properly. Epileptics say this endlessly and constantly and it’s ignored. You are risking lives by doing this.

Here’s proof of what I mean:

THIS POST IS 100% OKAY TO REBLOG, I ENCOURAGE PEOPLE WITHOUT EPILEPSY TO ESPECIALLY DO SO!

Robins are weird about stairs.  And I think that’s a learned behavior.

(Also, I think Jason knows that his way is not effective in a fight.  But, I also think he wouldn’t be able to resist trolling the other Robins.)

Based of this scene:

All characters belong to DC Comics . Artwork by Meredith McClaren

Yeouch!! Babs you wound me 😔

Made a quiz, have fun:)

Praying you work for me magic bagel PLEASE 🙏🏾🙏🏾

Song in my head 24/7? I’d have to say teenage dirtbag by wheatus!

No pressure tags ^^:

@ask-thelittleheros

@awesomepeoplehangingouttogether

@caterpie

@drenched-in-sunlight

@dezmik

@dinosaursattheprom

Doomsday by Lizzie McAlpine

npt: @sspadfoot @klarolinexluv @percyweasleyapologist @yesiamprocrastinating @silence-between-seconds @moonyswarmsweaters @irism00ny @obsessedwithstuff

Bruce dropped out of medical school and as much as he tries to hide it, his kids all find out. Ofcourse they never let him live it down after that

Dick: Hey I'm dropping out of Gotham University

Bruce: What? You're quitting college halfway?! Unacceptable, you cannot just give up on your engineering degree-

Dick: I did not just hear the failed doctor say that

Bruce:

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Bruce, fuming: You left my side tonight to go and gallivant around with harley quinn? A villain?

Steph: So what if she's a villain, Bruce? Atleast the villain has a doctorate.

Bruce:

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Bruce, bandaging Duke's wound because Alfred was busy: There, all done

Duke: Woah, didn't expect that from a college dropout

Bruce:

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Bruce: Stop ignoring my orders in the field! You need to listen, I have more experience-

Jason, as red hood, with his english degrees: Which one of us actually has a degree?

Bruce:

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Tim: So I'm dropping out of high school

Bruce: You too?! First Dick and now you?!

Tim: No, first it was you, then Dick, and now me

Bruce:

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Bruce: Damian, your recent report card indicates you're falling behind in Biology

Damian: Tt. Must run in the family, then.

Bruce:

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Emo 21-year-old Bruce: You're not my father, Alfred!

Alfred: Quite right. I have a medical degree, and you don't.

Bruce:

I am still waiting, Hishe…

Kal: Bruce, there you are — what in the world?

Bruce: Hey Kal.

Kal: Who are all these kids?!

Bruce: My Bat Family. I’m a dad now.

Kal: Since when?!

Bruce: Since 1940. Try to keep up.

Kal: I thought it was just the one! Hi, Nightwing.

Dick: Hi Superman! Yeah, I have siblings now.

Kal: And how’s that working out?

Dick: Most of us have died at least once.

Kal: …What?

Bruce: Hey Kal, check it out. This one’s super smart, and we have matching coffee mugs.

Tim: :)

Bruce: This one…

Cass: …

Bruce: Actually, this one scares me. And this one glows in the dark! Heheh!

Duke: :D

Kal: I can see that…

Damian: Father, I’m hungry. When are we having dinner?

Bruce: How many criminals have you caught today?

Damian: *holds up three villains* Is this sufficient?

Bruce: Eh, it’s good enough. Here. *tosses him a tofu hotdog, like just the dog part* Keep working on it. Three more and you get the bun.

Kal: *horrified silence*

Dick: Hmph! When I was Robin, I could catch at least five criminals before dinner.

Tim: Oh my gosh, Dick, no one cares!

Jason: No one cares about anything in this stinkin’ family. Where were you all when I died, huh?!

Everyone: *groan*

Damian: Quit being such a drama queen, Todd! It’s not like losing your life is the end of the world!

Tim: Yeah!

Damian: You shut up. The only thing you’ve ever lost is your spleen.

Duke: And his parents.

Everyone except Damian: *parental trauma* AH!

Bruce: I told you never to mention that!

Kal: I can’t believe what I’m watching… Does Alfred know about this?!

Bruce: Yeah, totally, he’s cool with it.

Kal: *narrowing his eyes* I have a very hard time believing that.

Bruce: Well, he works for me, so shut up.

Kal: What about Catwoman?! Does Catwoman know about this?!

Bruce: *nervous* Um… well…

Damian: *suspicious* Who’s Catwoman?

Bruce: *very nervous* No one.

Dick: Oh, he is so dating Catwoman!

Tim: Why didn’t you tell us?!

Jason: What if we don’t want a step-mom, huh?!

Bruce: Woah, hold on now —

Duke: Look, you’re upsetting Batgirl!

Cass: …

Bruce: Alright, that’s enough! We’re not gonna talk about this anymore! Because —

Everyone: *annoyed* — you’re Batman!

Bruce: No! Because I said so! …And also, yes, because I’m Batman! Cause Batman says so!

Kal: *smirking* More like because you’re Bat-Dad.

Bruce: >:(

Kal: And hey, where’s Barbara? I thought she was Batgirl?

Bruce: *nervous* She was…

Kal: …Bruce, what did you do?

Dick: Oh, don’t worry, Superman, Barbara’s fine.

Kal: Oh, thank goodness.

Jason: She’s just paralysed from the waste down.

Kal: Bruce!

Bruce: It wasn’t my fault! She’s not even technicially my kid!

Kal: Bruce…

Bruce: Oh, don’t you “Bruce” me. I’ll “Bruce” you… “Bruce” you in the face.

Kal: Okay, that’s it, you are not allowed to find any more sidekicks starting right now!

Bruce: *holding up Harper* What about this one?

Kal: No!

Bruce: *holding up Spoiler* This one still has a parent — I can just be a mentor.

Kal: No!

Bruce: Well, gee, Kal, what am I supposed to do with all the orphans in Gotham, then, huh?!

Kal: Do you hear yourself right now?

Bruce: I have a system, Kal!

Kal: That’s it! There’s only way to solve this!

*Superman grabs Batman, and they fly off*

*Batman then appears on the couch in Therapist Spider-Man’s office from Across the Spider-Verse*

Therapist Spider-Man: Would you say you carry any trauma from your childhood?

Batman: *leans over* Do I have a story for you.

Epic! AU but... But it's Batman.

Batman is Ody, duh.

Either Selina or Talia is Penelope, take your pick. Personally prefer Talia, but make your cup of tea however you like it.

(Though Talia as Circe/ Calypso is also a solid win.)

Bruce's crew can be the Justice League... They all di--

The gods stay because they're canon in the DC universe.

Telemachus though? Oh... Oh... HAHAHAHA--

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Siren: Come play with me and our daughters!

Bruce:

Bruce: My real wife knows I have only ONE DAUGHTER AND FIVE SONS--

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Bruce, about to leave for war, holding all six of his smol children: I don't have enough hands...

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The suitors (probably the rogues lets be fr): I heard the prince is on a diplomatic mission--

Other rogue: Which one?

First rogue: Uh... The small one.

Another suitor: There's like, two small ones.

Other rogue: And has anyone seen the princess???

Cass, who's been being trained in secret by Athena, watching them closely: •-•

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Jason, pointing at a picture of Bruce: That b!tch is dead!

Bruce from the shadows:

Tim: No, he's not! I WENT ON A F%#&$% BOAT AND EVERYTHING JASON, DO YOU KNOW HOW SEA SICK I GOT!? I WENT AND SAW OTHER KINGS AND S%@&!!! HE'S ALIVE!!!

Dick: It's been twenty years--

Damian: Mother believes he's living.

Tim: Listen here, energy drinks haven't been invented yet and I am THIS CLOSE!

Duke: I'm with Tim. No way did he die.

Cass: He cannot die.

Jason: I'm so done with this family...

Dick: Shouldn't you be the first to believe in coming back from the dead?

Jason: Oh, I believe he's come back, but THEY'RE NOT ADMITTING HE DIED IN THE FIRST PLACE!

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Bruce, to Talia: Will you fall in love with me again?

Talia, gently cupping his cheek:

Talia: You committed murder?

Bruce, with shame: Yes...

Talia: Bed. Now.

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ALTERNATIVELY:

Bruce, to Selina: Will you fall in love with me again?

Selina, inhaling sharply: I've been waiting TWENTY YEARS, Bruce--

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Bruce, back from war, trying to hold all of his grown children: I don't have enough hands...

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BONUS:

Bruce: So, what have I missed?

Dick: Oh, uh...

Jason: I died and came back to life.

Tim: I have a boyfriend. He worships Dionysus.

Damian: I befriended the deceased Kent's youngest.

Duke: I don't need to answer that question.

Cass: Received training from your old mentor.

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based on that one post

“so what is the difference between pansexual and bisexual then?”

✨ multi attraction identities ✨

💙💜💗 bisexuality: is typically described as the attraction to two or more genders or multiple genders. 💙💜💗

💗💚💙 polysexuality: is typically described as the attraction to multiple genders, but not necessarily all genders. 💗💚💙

💗💛💙 pansexuality: is typically described as the attraction to all genders 💗💛💙

✨ “but bi means two!” ✨

🍁 language changes. bisexuality was first officially ‘defined’ by a (presumably cishet) white male academic in the 19th century. it was initially described as the attraction to “both sexes”. at the time “official” sexuality terminologies were very much sex orientated and did not accomodate the gender spectrum. but, as this was a general term used by certain people who had multiple gender attraction, it has continued to mean the attraction to multiple genders, not just always limited to two genders or specifically men and women. 🍁

✨ “bisexuality is transphobic!” ✨

🌠 see above. it can accommodate the whole gender spectrum, including all genders. people can be transphobic and it sucks but bisexuality is not a blanket transphobic sexuality 🌠

✨ “So bisexuals and pansexuals are basically the same?” ✨

💙 no, see the above definitions. a bisexual could be attracted to people across the whole gender spectrum and a pansexual could also be attracted to people across the whole gender spectrum. this isn’t as complicated as some people make it: respect someone’s label. if someone says they are bisexual, no matter your LGBT+ “status”, this isn’t an invitation to ask for their sex history, their “attraction list” or anything else unless they openly provide it. believe bisexuals: they have probably considered and struggled with these feelings a lot in the past without you questioning their sexuality 💙

A Not so Stereotypical Romance

Husks pov

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Ugh it’s so bright down here,I don’t get why mimzy wants to keep the lights the brightest around the damn bar.I mean I could practically bartend in my sleep so I didn’t need them besides it gets annoying as hell.”Hey! Bartender get me a scotch will you?”Jesus Christmas not this idiot again.”alright!”seriously assholes that can’t hold their liquor should not be aloud over here. I guess I should just make the damn drink already ‘the quicker ya get done the sooner he’ll leave ya alone d’

3rd person pov

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Dimitri worked quickly and silently making the man’s drink.he slid the glass over to the man before turning to the sink and grabbing a glass to start cleaning with a damp rag.He sighed,finding the background chatter of the speakeasy to be obnoxious.He set down the glass and left the bar,he walked over to a table near the stage where a blonde haired woman sat.”hey rosie imma go on break alright?” Rosie sends a nod in his direction far to entranced by the little woman on the stage to give husk her full attention.”I’ll tell mimzy that your on break when she’s done with her performance.oh and do be back soon a friend of ours is coming to visit and mimzy wants him to meet you.” “sure whatever…”he calls back as he walks towards the stairs.

Walking outside into the cool fall air,he lets out a sigh of contentment at the silence he was greeted with.walking into a nearby alley way he leans against the cool brick of the building above the speakeasy in attempt to quell his raging headache. Searching his pockets for a cigar

Husks pov

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This isn’t working, I need a smoke or something…Ofcourse I don’t have any when I actually need one! Great. Now Wh-“here! You look like you could use one”well yea I did buddy thanks for stating the obvi…damn.(he’s cute)he sure is nice to look at,dark brown hair(it looks sorta maroonish actually)and pretty brown eyes hidden behind a pair of round cheaters.don’t think I’ve ever seen im’ around before-“are you alright sir?”was I staring? Shit I think I was.”sorry kid it’s just not every day that someone wants ta talk for something other than a drink ya know?”he laughs(its a nice sound honestly)”believe me I know what it’s like”he smiles softly as he pushes his hair outta his face”this is actually the first time today that I’ve had non-female company”dammit he’s probably straight(or not?)”What for kid?” We probably aren’t all that older than he is you know?”oh just fans”he waves his-very well manicured-hand in dismissal. fans?what for(he’s cute that’s why)hey he sound familiar now that I think about it but who?eh,geuss it ain’t important anyway” I gotta go breaks over wish I coulda accepted the smoke though.” I went to leave but he stopped me”here, you can keep it im guessing you need it more than I do”huh(cute and considerate) I left after that, My breaks only so long.though that was probably the best work break I’ve ever had(sure rosie is definitely gonna beat my ass over my tardiness but it was good.)

Alastor’s pov

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I watched as the tall man walked into mimzy’s speakeasy,he was nice company! I wonder what his na-(wait….we never caught his name did we? dammit!)oh well I guess I will soon.(he was nice to look at)No he wasn’t! He was unkept and he had messy black hair and deep green eyes that might have been slightly pleasing(very pleasing!)and sure he was tall but not all that taller than me so it’s not totally impressive!(sure it’s not Al)and sure maybe his messy black hair had a nice silver like sheen to it in the moonlight but that’s not important or anything(love at first sight much?)No! That’s not it.(he fills out his uniform nicely it’s sorta hot.)I-well yea okay I suppose he does a little bit.(yes!)not that it matters(bu-)Alright! Let’s get going or else rosie’ll have my head

3rd person pov

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Alastor smiled to himself as he righted his bow tie and walked down the stairs to the speakeasy.as he did he was met with the sound of jazz and background chatter of the other party goers.”Hey! Al over here!”a short blonde woman in a pink flapper dress called out happily.He smiled and waved at her as he walked over”mimzy dear its wonderful to see you again!”mimzy smiled back almost managing to match his”sure is!’specially with how busy we’ve both been as of late.” Alastor nods in agreement as he turned to address the flappers beau “good evening today rosie dear?” he say as he tipped his imaginary cap earning a giggle from both girls”it is Alastor thank you for asking dear”the three friends started up the small talk and had kept going until Al caught a glance at the bartender.”say um mimzy darling,who’s that?”he mumbles trying to stay discreet as possible while pointing at him”who? Oh! Right that’s dimitri he’s our new bartender!”mimzy answered excitedly happy about their newest hire”he’s really mellow and he knows his way around the bar very well!” Rosie nods” I agree, he’s already gotten my order down perfectly”she points out.Al nods as the girls speak but he’s to busy watching the bartender to pay attention to his friends.

Alastor’s pov

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Dimitri?(that’s his name!)oh,it’s a nice fit(dimitri..it’s nice to say)yea I suppose it is right?(the girls are staring say something!)oh! Right um”are you alright Al?”shit.”yep! I’m fine dear why do I look okay?”(ah yes worry about your appearance you won’t seem vain at all)shut up.”yes but you’re face is a little red are you sure you’re alright dear?”great now they’re both concerned.”I can assure you rosie darling I’m fine.”great now mimzy had that stupid look on her face(that ‘I know what your thinking’ look?)yep that’s the one.(you are so queer it’s sad)you’re are to(the body and the mind are not one)whatever

3rd person

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The girls exchange looks and secretive smirks,mimzy turns to look at Al who refused to meet her gaze”hey d! Come over here will ya?”she yells out to the bar.Al’s eyes widen as he turns to look at the two women as dimitri walked over.”oh hey your the kid who gave me the cig thanks”dimitri nods at him in thanks as the cigar in question hung loosely from his mouth.

Husk’s pov

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(Oh look the cute guys back)mhm didn’t think I’d catch him here though.(well?)well what?(introduce yourself to him idiot!)alright alright.”hey,I’m dimitri but everyone calls me husk.”(husk?who calls you that?) Well no one but he will now,(your stupid)whatever.”Alastor Dubois nice to meet you Husker!”(husker?) I dunno but it’s cute(yea right)shut up asshole(anyway,Alastor’s a cute name!)doesnt it mean revenge?

(i think so,he seems nice tho)true”dimitri dear can you go make us a few drinks please?” Huh?(Rosie’s asking you to do your job stupid)oh right”sure,uh is there anything specific that you like or don’t like Alastor?”(he smiles a lot)”I’m fine with anything really and please call me Al Husker”(the way he says that will be the death of us I’m sure)you said it(we should get him whiskey!)what why?that shits bitter as hell are we trying to drive him away?(no dummy I just wanna see if he can hold his liquor.)oh yea I guess it would be fun to test that.

3rd person pov

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Dimitri walks off to the bar waving to one of his coworkers as he did.Making his way over to the ice box he digs around in it looking for the whiskey and gin,once he finds the liquors he needed he started to make mimzy’s gin rickey and Rosie’s French 75.He finishes both drinks with skill and a bit of flair having acquired a small audience without realizing.he sets the girls drink’s on a tray before grabbing two of the nicest looking glasses he could find and set them down next to the whiskey,he then waved goodbye to his fellow barkeepers as he walked back to the table his boss and her friends were at.As he walked he noticed that there were a lot of women staring at Alastor who didn’t seem to notice.He was to busy going back and forth with Rosie.Dimitri decided to shrug it off as it didn’t concern him.

Alastor’s pov

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“Mimzy dear I just don’t understand why you’re so attached to that man””well why wouldn’t I be”(is she serious?)of course not”well maybe because you l’ai poignardé?”(she stabbed him to death how does she keep forgetting)no idea,you’d think she would remember something like that.”yea okay well-“just as I thought she’s speechless.(oh look husker’s back!)

he is, I wonder how he made the drinks so quick?(who cares they look so good!)they could easily be 70% arsenic(you’d like that wouldn’t you though?)…that’s unimportant.”here y’a go ladies”(Woah!)their drinks look delicious.(I can see why mimzy hired him!)so can I…”Here ya go kid”what’s this?”thank you Husker”(an empty glass?)Oh! Wait he’s filling it now.

3rd Person pov

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Husk started to pour the whiskey in the two glasses after handing Alastor his,he glanced at Al while he poured and smirked as Al turned his gaze to the floor.”say dimitri how old are you?”Mimzy inquired “24”husk responded sounding far more interested in his alcohol than he was the conversation.”isn’t that swell! Just so happens that Al’s 22!”she said happily as alastor rolled his eyes looking out towards the stage watching the flappers dance.husk just nodded,not sure how else to respond to information he didn’t ask for. Alastor hummed softly to himself as he took sips finding himself stealing glances at husk.once the girls finished dancing and the stage was vacant Al checked his watch.”oh dear it’s 12:20 already?”he mumbled to himself only for mimzy to overhear”really? Ally don’t go yet”she whined.Al gave her an apologetic smile before turning to husk”I apologize for having to cut our time together short and do hope to see you again Husker.”Alastor explained he then waved rosie goodbye and walked out.he hummed to himself as he walked feeling giddier than usual,he wasn’t sure why but decided to blame it on the whiskey he drank earlier.he had been having so much fun that he hadn’t noticed what time it was.Soon he stopped in front of a small townhouse.Pulling a key from his pocket he opened the door and walked inside.

Alastor’s Pov

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I like being home,I mean I like being out in the streets as well but it’s nice to be home.(look there’s Devil!)”hey devil!”(you know that’s a weird name for a cat right?)I know but it fits her(remember when we thought she was a boy?)yes I remember,she hated us for it.(that was a fun month and a half)It was,It certainly was…(what’s wrong?)Nothing!(your doing that thing again)

What thing are you talking about?(you know what I’m talking about,that thing you do where you repeat the same thing twice while staring off into space like an idiot)an idiot? I haven’t the faintest idea as to what your on about.(Ofcourse you don’t….hey is it about that Husker boy?)Wh- of course not.why would it be?(because no one else makes you feel this way.and I would know that)and why’s that?(I’m your conscious,you forget?)…okay I guess that makes sense but that doesn’t mean that this has anything to do with Husker.(you just smiled)so what? I’m always smiling it’s my brand.(no. Not like one of those sickingly sweet fake ones, that one was the most genuine one you’ve made in a really long time)I am choosing to ignore you now. I have work to do and I can’t let you distract me with ‘morals’ or what ever you call them.(your a terrible person.)I know but thank you for the reminder!

Husks Pov

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“Well wasn’t he sweet?”mimzy asked,well I dunno its not like he stayed long enough to tell.(he was so polite)yes but sweetness and politeness are different things.(I guess so)”well?”(you should answer her)”He was alright I guess.”(ah yes sound uninterested in him and then think all about him!)that’s not what I’m doing at all.(sure.)”alright?”rosie inquired what does she mean?(she’s asking why you sound so uninterested dummy)about what(Alastor obviously,I mean just about everyone else can tell)Al too?(well everyone except him but-)

but nothing as long as he can’t tell I could care less who knows.(Rosie’s waiting for her answer lover boy)”Yea,well I ain’t really met him yet y’know? We was just gettin’ through the formalities and all that jazz”(‘all that jazz’ is definitely a new phrase for you)oh just shut up”oh well Ofcourse that makes sense! And I’m sure you would love alastor in his natural habitat anyway,much more relaxed.We’ll drop by tomorrow!”mimzy squealed(go where?)go why?(oh don’t be that way,I would love to see Al relaxed and I know you would too)yea whatever

3rd pov

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The three adults at the table soon finish their drinks.mimzy stood from her chair and announced”I’m off to the stage for my closing performance wish me luck!” Before walking off to her dressing room.husk put all the glasses on the tray and walked back to the bar to finish his shift,slipping in past his coworkers to finish his job.rosie had turned her attention back to the stage now interested in it again.Mimzy soon walked out to the stage and started her preformance.Soon it was 2:00am and with one glance at the clock he grabbed his coat and said his goodbyes.he left the speakeasy and headed towards the trolley.he knew that there was one that came late at night as it was the one he usually rode.he’d make to the stop just in time like he normally did,step in and pay the fair and find his normal seat near the window in the 4th row.

The end

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(I might continue this!)

Facts 😎

Angela McCoy’s Backstory

Sept 16th 2025

8:30pm

Angela walked back to her dorm, avoiding the girls in the hallway in hopes of not having to talk to any of them. Invisible. That’s what she was, Angela like it that way. It was comfortable not have to worry about being on everyone’s minds. Sure it meant she didn’t really have friends and that she didn’t go to parties or well anywhere for that matter but she was fine.

Walking inside she closed the door and made a beeline for the desk, putting her newest sticker in its place on her laptop she smiled. Angel loved her stickers, she often collected different ones but her favorites were her Spider-Man stickers. She loved the different spider men and women and their suits, she’d even started making her own. Not that it was any good yet but It definitely was something. She changed out of her wretched uniform into one of her favorite hoodies and leggings.

She hated being in the dorms, way to loud for her liking so she grabbed headphones and left hands in her pockets. She walked to who knows where, doing something similar everyday.

Angela liked walking to her hearts content, it let her clear her head, it helped her think. How did she get here? One day she’s down at Manhattan middle the next she’s at this fancy boarding school. She doesn’t really fit in and all her old friends live in her neighborhood. She only visits on the weekends and then her mom drives her back to visionary. Not that she wanted to go back.

Soon enough she’d come across a patch of wildflowers. Making a bouquet of Aster, Yarrow, Columbine and Chicory she failed to notice the mouse spider that crept up her thigh. The spider moved slowly, staying out of her peripheral vision it climbed up her sleeve. Up, up, up it went, crawling into her hoodie it bit her. “What the hell?” She muttered as she slapped her neck, killing the spider with relative ease. Rubbing her neck and grimacing at her hand she stood up and tied her bouquet with a hair tie she found in her pocket. “I can give these to Esther.” She mused, knowing the old woman would love the gift.

Starting on her way to miss Esther’s house she ignored how odd she felt. Knocking on the door she put on her best smile, she wasn’t unhappy often she just didn’t smile much. Where’s that beautiful smile of yours hunny? Miss Esther would ask. The kind elderly woman opened the door “Angel my love how are you?” The woman cocked her head and smiled her kind smile. Miss Esther is Angela’s current guardian, she’s had atleast three but they didn’t like her much.

As angel walked inside as could smell the okra in the kitchen. That’s weird she thought. Okra doesn’t smell that strong. She brushed it off, ignoring the odd sensation her other senses seemed to be going through. After an hour the throbbing of her head, the strong smells, loud noises and bright lights she said her goodbyes and ran back to visionary. she just needed to take some Tylenol and go to bed, she’d be alright in the morning.

***The next morning***

Sept 17th 2025

6:15am

“Mnn..” she groaned as she rolled over, entangling herself more in her comforter. Angela swatted the alarm off the desk and rubbed her eyes, pulling herself from the bed she noticed her roommate Diane wasn’t there. Must’ve left already she shrugged. Putting on her uniform she noticed that her shirt seemed..bigger? Odd. Still she put it on and went about her day, grabbing her backpack she walked out of the room and down the hall.

Noticing her crush she smiled a little “maybe I should say hi.” She mumbled as she hyped herself up and went over “Marcus! Hi- um how are you today?” She cringed at how awkward she sounded talking to him. Marcus smiled at her “hey ange long time no see huh? I’m good what about you? Still collecting stickers?” Marcus remembered her stickers! That’s so sweet, Angela and Marcus went to grade school together. They were the best of friends, but Angel Isn’t very good at keeping stable friendships. They drifted apart and she stopped talking to him, it was to embarrassing honestly.

As always the conversation short and sweet, Marcus waved goodbye and went to leave only for angel to grab his shoulder. “Is something wrong ange?” He tried to pull away but to no avail as she was dragged along with him. “No I just wanted to ah-..” she went quiet as she struggled with removing her hand from his jacket. The two continued to struggle, growing more frustrated and embarrassed as time progressed before finally Marcus yanked away hard enough to rip his jacket sleeve. The two teenagers said nothing as they walked separate directions.

She ran to the roof, not knowing where else to go. Climbing the stairs she’d heard her name yelled, looking back her eyes widened a yelp ripped from her as she ran. “Go away go away go away go away!” She repeated as she ran, making it out she slammed the door and locked it.’

(This is an excerpt from my notes I hope it's good!)