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Do Blaziken build nests?

bland-pokemon-headcanons:

Most Pokémon build nests, and Blaziken are no exception. However, their nests tend to be pretty sloppy affairs made from loose plant material. Since they really only need to hold the eggs (Torchic are up and active within moments of hatching), they really don’t need to be as elaborate as, say, a Chespin’s nest (Chespin nest in trees and the little ones are born blind and deaf; it takes about six weeks before they’re ready to move out of the nest for a bit).

You talk about Batman a lot recently. But man, I could use some Superman headcanons. Idk. If you can.

unpretty:

superman is generally pretty good about having good posture and
maintaining his broadcast english but when he’s not careful clark has a
tendency to get a l’il bit drawly and hitch his thumbs in his pockets/belt/whatever

sometimes when he’s thinking he gnaws on his lip and drums on his hipbones and it’s very upsetting to watch quite frankly, what the hell clark, that’s not fair

he owns a lot of bootleg superman shirts because he thinks it’s funny but doesn’t wear them outside the house

the first time he bought eggs from the store he completely fucking smashed an egg to fucking pieces and freaked out because he thought maybe he didn’t know his own strength and ma had to tell him to find a fucking farmer’s market and get some real eggs. it took like twenty minutes on the phone to convince him that everyone who’s used to farm fresh eggs does that. your powers are fine, clark. those eggshells are just weak.

he is generally very careful about being a respectable role model as superman so he likes it when it’s just him and diana and bruce on missions because they know who he is and he can loosen up and act like a fucking dork.

he’s very vigilant about his dental hygiene because he doesn’t know if it’s even possible for him to get a cavity but WHAT THE FUCK WOULD HE EVEN DO IF IT WAS. HOW COULD HE EVEN GET IT FILLED. CAN YOU IMAGINE.

sometimes as a gag batman will shove superman’s shoulder and superman will tip over but one time batman does it near a canyon and not only does superman go along with it, he pretends to fall in and makes the ‘goofy falling off a cliff’ noise when he does it and batman nearly hurts himself trying not to laugh and he’s so fucking pissed that joke was so dumb goddamn it clark go fuck yourself

Tell me a hopeful story :)

theladyragnell:

(This is the kind of rough hope I’ve been needing lately. Hopefully it feels the same for you.)

Lyka
lives a sweet life.

She
had a long childhood in a quiet village untouched by whispers of
trouble, and when the whispers reached her, they were only whispers.
She learned to work the land and to love it, and she learned to love
a man and to work with him, and in
time she bore a child for them, a young and happy mother with a life
stretching ahead of her like a road with no bends in it.

Lyka’s
sweet life ends on the third day of her son’s life, when the
soothsayer comes to bless him and advise her where the needs advice.
Lyka expects a kind fortune, just like hers was, but the soothsayer
looks at the little boy and sinks to the ground like her bones are
filling with lead.

“He’s
going to kill the great darkness in this land,” says the
soothsayer. “There have been prophecies about its slayer, and he
…” She stops, must know what those words could do to a mother.

Everyone
knows of the darkness, but it doesn’t come to here. It doesn’t come
to them. Lyka and her son are meant to go their lifetimes without
ever coming close to it. She picks up at her son, looks down at his
funny little nose and the one forlorn patch of hair decorating his
head and the constant expression like he’ll sneeze at any moment. She
thinks of raising a boy into a hero instead of a man, thinks about
him being born into a story without any say, without any choice.

“No,”
says Lyka.

*

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