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The fact that this is 80 fucking years ago but still just as relevant is terrifying.

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Links in the snow

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Yup returning to necromancy, I’m so back. And you’re so back, and you’re so back, and you’re so back, and you’re

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So I've been doing some math with ages and the sliding timescale, and I've come to this conclusion.

Jason would've been Robin/dead/catatonic when Trump was first elected, but would've killed him before he got reelected.

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actually i wanna put down right now that those motherfuckers (nazis) who are defending elon (also a fucking nazi) by saying he has autism and that we're being intolerant and prejudiced against people with autism can go put a skidmark in their pants like they're so fucking used to doing. because 1) just because elon the nazi SAYS that he has autism, doesn't mean he has it, 2) specifically they refer to 'aspergers' which was a term coined by a fucking Nazi and doesn't exist, 3) autism doesn't excuse any of that behavior, 4) it's infantilizing autistic people to say that he didn't know any better just because he's autistic which means 5) if he's so far on the spectrum that we should say he can't control himself, then he's not a fucking genius who can make no mistakes like everyone claims, 6) so many of these same cowardly buffoons don't believe??? is autism??? have we suddenly forgotten that so many people have claimed that vaccines give you autism and not genetics and that not everyone has autism why is everybody being so over diagnosed yadda yadda bullshit?????? suddenly they're advocates for autism?? go fuck yourself. 7) anyone who defends that shit is either a nazi or a nazi sympathizer created by their own embarrassment at becoming such a god damn bootlicker that they've gnawed down to the center of the boot and started kissing their feet. you SHOULD be fucking embarrassed. we have been telling you fuckwads for years that billionaires do not have anyone's best interest at heart and have no place in our government body because they are so far removed from the people they are supposed to be representing. the fact that all of these people have been appointed because they were his friends is a direct sign that we're being forced into a fascist regime. WE FUCKING TOLD YOU. they do not care about us, they care about each other.

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This kitty looks so mad

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Jason's been pestering Danny about why he looks like a borderline walking corpse for ages and Danny has decided to put his lying skills to the test. (he has none)

rambling below cut

I've been playing w the idea that the more Danny transforms, the more his ghost form gets "lively" while his human form gets weaker and more sickly. He knows that if he keeps transforming like this then, one day, he's not going to have a livable body to go back to, but he really doesn't want to think about all that. He's more interested in the weird "totally dead but not dead" Wayne son who may or may not have a thing for his sister.

everytime i do one these im like "this time I'll keep it simple so I don't have to suffer through colouring bc I have zero foresight—it'll be greyscale at most" and then all of the sudden its 4am and i'm trying to finish a stupid comic but i decided to add "some" colour to spice it up and hide my shitty ink job and then SOME COLOUR ALWAYS BECOMES FULL COLOUR WHY CAN I NOT ESCAPE THIS STUPID CYCLE!!

(did this all stem from me not being able to decide between a super pale character design and one w a vibrant tan bc I love white hair + tan but I also love extremely pale albino so I forced myself to find a way to make both work? never! that's absurd!)

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When you wanted to make another comic-style art but ended up with a shampoo ad instead 😆 It was fun drawing the hair using the lasso tool though~ Thanks for your nice and funny comments on my prev posts!❤️

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Assassin Heir? Crime Fighting Furry? NOPE NO THANK YOU!

"Danyal, its time to end this game and return with me."

Danny should had known Clockwork had something in mind when he sent him on this mission. He knew he should had been suspicious of the time keeper when he noticed the little 'this is going to be fun' smile on his face when he sent Danny off into the portal.

"Get back here you demon spawn 2.0!"

But how was he supposed to know that he'd wake up in this world version of himself in a pit full of corrupted (AND NASTY) ectoplasim at the tender age of five or that when he swam up to the surface he'd be meeting face to face with what was apparently a cult.

"-O just spotted him a block away! I'll try to cut itty bitty bridie off!"

An Assassins Cult his, new to him, loving yet a little insane mother was in charge of (though during the few months he stayed in the compound he heard rumors and gossip from maids and others alike that if his grandfather returned from the dead he'll take over once again, no doubt punish Talia for creating another heir after the failure of the last one, most likely was going to kill Danny and that... that was can of worms Danny didn't wanna deal with yet)

"Ten bucks says they try to stab RR when we get the feral thing home"

"...Losers bet...."

Danny had lived with his mother for a while after being brought back from the 'dead' for apparently the first time, it turned out training a five year old with an actual sword and a dumbass hidden revenge seeking teacher was a terrible idea.

"I swear if this one tries to murder me like the others I'm asking Zatanna if there is a curse on me."

He dealt with her high demands of perfection, the endless training, and the constant comparisons to his apparent older brother Damain... Who didn't know Danny, or rather Danyal existed.

Nor did his father (when Danny, using his powers he's kept hidden since 'waking' up in this Realm, he sneaked his way around the base and discovered how he came into the world. And tbh he couldn't blame his mom how she made him, she was an assassin first and foremost, being naturally pregnant would had painted a target on her for to long... but he also felt it was unfair and an asshole move on his unsuspecting father as well)

"As your elder brother I demand you to stop running!"

Now don't get him wrong, he did like his new mother (total badass assassin lady and all that) and he knew she loved him in her own... deadly way. But yeah, she really shouldn't be taking care of kids. He could tell she struggled with wanting to be a normal mother but her first instinct after so many years was to be an assassin first.

Something she was trying to engrave into Danny with as well.

"Ah, hello Beloved. I see you've learned of our Danyal."

"Talia. Back away from him and leave Gotham now."

"I can not do that. The League needs an heir and since Damian refuses to return... I have decided to create a new one and I shall not be leaving until he returns with me."

"Talia."

Hence why when Danny, or rather Danyal al Ghul had gotten decent control over his powers he decided to leave the League. Again nothing wrong with the life his mom leads, to each their own, but he... really, really didnt want to be an assassin. Or an assassin heir.

So here he was, after almost a year on the run, using his powers and training to out smart and out maneuver his mother and her many band of Assassins, in Gotham. One of the last places he ever wanted to run to cause he knew his father and brother lived here.

It was just his luck that his mother had managed to intercept his train ride that passed into Gotham for a few hours and forced him to run into the city...

Add her assassins into the mix and running into Robin, who heard from Oracle his mother had been spotted chasing a young boy across the city, that same night.

After that it became a full on "catch me if you can" chase for not only his mother but for the batclan as well.

And after two whole days of chase, it seemed like the final showdown was about to begin because everyone was on top of this rooftop, his mother and her assassins on one side, his father and the batclan on the other and Danny well... he was right in the middle of all of it.

He just had to hope no one would notice him once the fighting started...

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The fullmetal alchemist’s final transmutation

(Its been 3 million years since my last fma art and it’s also a bit late for oct 3 but i managed to finish an art! Yippie

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Danny, working as a cashier: Can I help you?

Tim half-deranged: Please I just want a cup of coffee

Danny squinted, then pulled out a binder: I'm sorry, sir, but you are on the Don't Serve Coffee list. I can offer you some tea instead-

Tim: NO. THIS IS THE FIFTH PLACE. BRUCE CAN'T OWN YOU ALL!

Danny leaning in to whisper: Look, man, I can't give you coffee under the cameras. Meet me in the back alley in twenty minutes and I'll get you a coffee. Bring Cash.

Tim: how much? Five hundred, six hundred or hell even a thousand? I'll bring whatever you want.

Danny: Chill dude, it's a cup of coffee. Three dollars is fine.

Tim: It's not just any coffee! It's my favorite brand and Bruce bought them out just to make sure they wouldn't sell to me anymore!

Danny: okay okay, this coffee means a lot to you. I get it. Twenty minutes alright?

Jason three weeks later in Bat cave: Tim's on drugs! I've caught him trading cash for small containers in a shady alley six times. We need an intervention.

Dick: What?! I thought that was his boyfriend!

Bruce: I also thought that was Tim boyfriend but if it's a drug dealer we have to help him.

Tim hiding in the shadows: shit.

Tim texting Danny: If anyone asks your my secret boyfriend who been making me teas in allies

Danny: who the hell would believe that? But I've had a boring week, so yeah, I'm down to be a pretend boyfriend.

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i wish superman was real so he could save us rn....

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Stalker!Tim is great and all, but what about stalker!Kon ??

Give me a Kon who finds out Tim’s secret identity WELL before Tim reveals it him. Give me a Kon who knows every patrol Tim ever goes on, every class he’s enrolled him- scratch that, every person he sits next to in class, every small interaction he ever has ever.

Give me a Kon who matches Tim’s obsessive nature. Tim has a plethora of knowledge about what others are up to at all times, and it’s not a secret that the Bats keep tabs on the other heroes, and the idea bugs Kon. He doesn’t like Tim at first, doesn’t get along with the absolute prick- so Kon taps into his own knowledge waiting at his fingertips, using his telescope vision and super hearing to keep tabs on Tim.

Payback, he calls it. Preventative, in case Tim ever gets dirt on him.

And of course, because they’re them, it quickly gets out of hand and uncomfortable for everyone around them, namely the young justice team. It’s so obvious how obsessed with eachother they both are, and yet neither of them seems to realize or acknowledge it

Tim: Sorry I’m late I was-

Kon: At a doctor’s appointment because of your hamstring, I know. Why didn’t you tell me it was still bothering you?

Cassie and Bart: *exchange a knowing glance*

(later)

Bart: Hey did you hear Tim’s on bed rest? Guess his hamstring injury was worse than he thought.

Kon: Yeah I know

Bart: Poor guy. It would suck to be stuck in bed all day-

Kon: Like I care how that stuck up jerk is feeling. Serves him right honestly

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Cassie: I wonder why Kon said he had to leave so suddenly?

Tim: Oh, he had to go let his neighbor’s dog out. He’s pet sitting.

Cassie: That’s cute. He didn’t mention it to me-

Tim: Me neither. I saw on his family’s ring doorbell. Pretentious ass. Like being a good neighbor is ever something that’ll come in handy

Cassie: …

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They both pretend they don’t care, but obsession goes hand in hand with longing. With devotion. With need.

Give me Timkon who falls in love because their annoyance with eachother grows so deep that they both become stalkers- and in learning every little thing about the other, they eventually fall in love with the person they uncover under the masks.