The Notes Are Broken. This Is What Tumblr Is All About Apparently.

in honour of what might have been my first ever childhood hyperfixation, my girl Crysta has officially been added to the jacket!

pattern was based heavily on the fairy from Stardew Valley but sized up with alterations (I forgot to take one of the shoulders off her top for my design but I fixed it in the pattern)

DMC numbers: 162, 310, 347, 817, 963, 3761

also fun fact, I actually live like not very far from the real Fern Gully, not sure if this was common knowledge outside of Australia but the movie is based in a real location, Mount Warning exists and I've seen it irl

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Let us suppose that the "average" horse would have equal proportions of all these parts. The degree to which each part in this poll deviates from the "average" size (20% of total) will determine how large or small that part of our horse will be (i.e a horse with only 10% in Legs will have legs half the size of the average horse).

I will draw a picture of the horse we make!

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

seeing a picture of The Character moodboard

It's "See how well you can follow instructions" time ya lil fuckers!!

Here's a poll, you can't press any of the options, that's the only rule, no voting. Reblogs, likes, and comments are totally allowed, you just can't vote

You all have one week, let's see how this goes

@maryland-no-rabies Tagging cause I need people to see this

Have fun !!

Familiar Specter(s)

Outwardly impassive, Batman activated his comms.

"Oracle, what's the situation at Gotham Cementary? Our sensors detected activity at Jason's grave, but I dont have a visual on the situation," he said.

He could hear Barbara typing in the background. Finally, a grunt of dissatisfaction.

"Cameras are on the frizz. I don't have a visual, Batman."

Odd, but there's ways to subvert Wayne tech, even with their latest installments.

Batman bit back his frustration. Events like these were personal and always compromised his emotions.

"Keep trying to stabilize the connection," he commanded. "I'll go there personally and assess the situation."

"Got it, B," came Oracle's confirmation. "Whatever this is, it's localized. I'll keep you posted for more information."

The Batmobile came to life after the verification codes were inputted.

A beep. Batman stopped to listen, but Oracle's voice didn't sift through the comms this time.

"What's this about me having a nocturnal visitor, B?"

Jason. Batman didn't let his surprise coat his voice.

"Unknown. I'll be making a stop in the Cemetery to investigate what tripped the alarms."

"Knew that tonight was too quiet," Jason grumbled. His son sighed. "Don't bother, old man. I'm almost there. No need to break your delicate back trying to race me here."

"Red Hood. Don't enter the Cementery without back up. Do NOT enter the Cementary yet. That's an order."

"Well, you know where I shove your orders by now."

Without waiting for his response, Jason cut the connection. By that point, Batman was already in the outskirts of the property. Still too far away from the site of interest.

A wave of discomfort hit him. If Red Hood encountered any hostiles, he would be alone.

Fearing the worst, Batman raced as far as he dared to, making it to the Cementery in record time. He found the Red Hood kneeling before his grave, but nothing else.

"Jaylad," he muttered and almost threw himself over him. His second Robin was hyperventilating and his eyes were fixed on the slab of his grave. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"No, not again. Not again..."

Batman tried to touch him, only to have his hands slapped away. Jason seemed to have snapped out of whatever trance he was in. However, that wasn't all that reassuring, because the mania from before was in the process of being channeled again. This time with Jason trying to claw into the earth with his bare hands.

"What are you-?"

"If you want to be useful, then fucking dig! A fucking kid is inside!"

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Prompt:

When you dimension travel, you appear in the place of most significance to your alternate self.

Unfortunately for both Jason and Danny, that's Jason's grave.

I watched as the girl shivered terrified of the villagers wrath.

“ Burn the witch!”

I was tired of watching the ignorance the humans held for those weaker than them so I shouted

“ No you fools she can control the flames!”

The villagers did not heed my words, to frenzied in the need to purge what they think is unnatural. They set the pyre ablaze and watched as the fire rose to meet the girl.

The villagers all froze as the watched the flames curl lovingly around the girl to free her. Completely oblivious to my manipulation of the flames.

I strolled up tho the former execution post and said “Do you believe me now?”

As the villagers trembled one shouted “The demon child must be purged!”

“This child?” I respond my anger rising

“What crimes could she have committed that would force you to kill her!”

The villager spoke “She was able to read-”

“If that’s the case than why aren’t all men put to trial for knowing the same” I say quietly

“For this girl is no witch, I protected her because I can no longer stand aside and let this happen because humans are fooled by their own delusions!”

I look up to the girl and ask “What’s your name sweet one?”

She replies in a raspy tone “ Elise my lord.”

“Well then Elise, would you like to come with me?”

“Burn the witch! Burn the witch!” shouted the crowd, drowning out the distressed warnings of one person. “No, you fools! She can control the flames!”

TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!