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another artfight attack, this time on the user @/Pixiestiques- was intrigued by this eyeless angel and decided to draw the moment she lost them.

so uhhhhh i made an scp oc! everyone meet Dr. Sage! some info on them:

he/she/they/it pronouns

~6'3 but slouches

doctorates in theology and mythography, also an art history degree for some reason

Dr. Rights’s assistant

despite being overqualified for their current position they are. Not very good at being an assistant

agatha mostly keeps them around more because she likes their company

people pleaser and very non-confrontational

sniveling coward

do not trust their ass. They act nice to everyone it doesn’t mean they like you in any capacity

might be connected to the nameless folk in some way??

they may not legally exist

he's pals with diogenes i've decided. they're a little worried about him.

too curious and thirsty for knowledge for its own good

(ids in image descriptions)

The Inocculator. OUCH!

@smilealways

it made me wonder how the batfam would react to finding out that Jason has a child (if no one except Damian knew of her existence) and Jason finding out that Jazz/Yasmin is pregnant with his baby, if it's the first option (especially if it's NECESSARY if the Someone else's DNA AND she doesn't know it) would be so funny because from their perspective the situation is like:

jazz/yasmin: Danny is my son because I used my body to heal(recreate (?)) his human/living part

Jason: I know Danny is my son bcs the dates match, he looks like me and her silence/aggressive and excessive refusal confirms this

batfam: WHEN THE HELL DID JASON HAVE A SON?!?!

Talia found Yasmin's hide out only two days after the bomb.

It wasn't easy. Yasmin had hidden herself well - her monthly reports had never mentioned an acquaintanceship with Vladimir Masters, the absolute gall of that girl - in the middle of nowhere Wisconsin. She bypassed the few security measures with ease, eventually finding her daughter sitting at a kitchen table, hyperventilating.

"What happened?" Talia's voice was cold and demanding.

"The-" Yasmin gasped before stealing herself. "The Fentons are dead."

"I know the Fentons are dead." Talia circled the girl. "One split navel to throat, the other strangled. What. Happened?"

"The Fentons discovered their son was a Meta. Specifically, they thought he had been replaced with the extradimentional species they study." She took a deep breath. "By the time I had discovered their actions, Daniel was... dissected on a table."

Talia closed her eyes. She knew from Yasmin's reports that she'd been acting as the Fenton child's primary caretaker since her adoption and a fondness had developed. "Yasmin-"

"Don't, Mother." She snapped. "Don't act like this is anything less than a tragedy."

"I know-"

"He was a child-"

"Everything's been taken care of," Talia said. "As far as the authorities are concerned, Jasmine Fenton died in that explosion you caused. You need to return now-"

"No!" Yasmin bolted to her feet, glaring at Talia. "He's dead, Mother! An innocent child, the child I raised as my own, is dead because I couldn't protect him! Don't you dare try to sweep this under the rug like... like Danny was something shameful! I'm not leaving! I have to-"

Time Out.

Yasmin shut her mouth mid-sentence, giving Talia time to convince her off her self-destructive path.

"What happened to Daniel is a tragedy, Yasmin. But wallowing in grief and what-ifs only leads to further pain." Talia sighed. "The Fentons and the research you were so fascinated with are gone now. You made sure of that. It's time for you to return home and put that knowledge to use."

Yasmin stared down at her hands. Odd that Talia hadn't noticed, but Yasmin's hands cradled a small, dark blue jewel, polished into a smooth, oblong oval. It glittered under the candlelight, like stars in the sky.

Yasmin swallowed the rock and spoke, refusing to acknowledge what she'd just done. "You are right, Mother. The time of Jasmine Fenton is gone now." She stared straight at Talia, no trace of fear in her gaze. For a moment, Talia wondered where her child had gone. Yasmin never met her eyes unless prompted to when she was growing up. Now she was met with a younger version of herself with cheap dyed-red hair, with the same level of determination that made Talia the Right Hand of the Demon Head. "I will mourn for Danny... on my own time. For now, what is my mission?"

Talia studied her daughter. There was a reason why she'd hidden the girl so far out of the way of her Father and her son. Yasmin was a strong fighter, but had her father's heart, despite her willingness to kill. She'd always reminded Talia of a bodyguard rather than an assassin, but Yasmin wanted to go her own way, wanted to study everything. For years, Talia had indulged her daughter, but now it was time for her to return to the fold.

"For the next month, you will be training to remove any weakness the Fentons may have left in you. After that, you will be guarding an ally for me."

"Which ally?"

"A boy a few years older than you, a son of the Bat." Yasmin didn't react to the mention of her father. Good. "His mind is infirm, but by the time you finish your training, he will be ready to strike a blow against Gotham. You will act as his guard during his training and act as my spy while he's in Gotham. Do you understand?"

For a moment, Yasmin's hand brushed her stomach before she forced her fists to her sides. "Yes, Mother. I will do as you ask."

i'm going feral this week because i'm starting a new d&d campaign, so i drew the bbeg from my first one! this was supposed to just be a meme but funny doll lady go brr and i got way too into it dfjdfj

for those wanting some lore, she used to be a human but Effed around with eldritch shenanigans and Found Out, so now she's a doll who sees the fourth wall as as vague suggestion!

close-ups under the cut!

Blue Beetle Doodle dump with an AU sprinkled in. If someone manages to understand the au, well done, you can understand the mess that is my mind.

[please forgive any grammatical/spelling mistakes, my brain has yet to come back after it left me to be with another]