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Funniest part about Robin Jason canonically going to heaven is that it implies either 1) Jason didn’t kill Felipe and Bruce completely blew up their relationship for no reason or 2) you’re allowed in heaven after killing someone as long as that someone really deserved it, which would then imply that heaven itself is on Jason’s side in the Jason vs Bruce conflict.

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I have hardly any time for drawing lately, but I hope that will change soon 😊

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The curtains were blue because everything in the room was carefully colour coordinated, reinforcing the character’s stylish and controlled characterisation. The curtains were blue because everything in the room was a different colour, reinforcing the character’s eclectic and globe-trotting personality. The curtains were blue because the character is elsewhere established to hate the colour blue, subtextually implying that their deceased spouse was responsible for that decoration choice.

The curtains were blue because throughout their filmography the director consistently uses cool tones to mark moments of distance between characters. The curtains were blue to tie the events in that room into the broader oceanic motif of this particular novel. The curtains were blue because the assonance evoked a contrast with the following stanza of the poem.

Even the curtains looked expensive: floor to ceiling velvet drapes, in a flawless royal blue. She tucked the saucer up on the windowsill and tied back faded blue curtains with a loop of string. The narrow blinds were the same navy blue as the pinstripe suit of the man who served eviction notice that sent them to this office.

The curtains were blue because the author’s childhood home had blue curtains, which they discussed in their letters related to their feelings of comfort in that place. The curtains were blue because the author’s childhood home had blue curtains, which they discussed in their letters related to their feelings of grief in that place.

The curtains were blue as an allusion to the contemporary joke about literary criticism, an extension of the author’s autocritical approach that will be further discussed in section seven.

The curtains were red, as a pun on;

The curtains were read.

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Slade describes himself as an avid bird watcher. By that he means, he puts up hidden cameras to watch people fuck Nightwing. I could see him rigging Dick's apartment and finding the cameras the batfam hid and cue slade and the bats constantly sabotaging each other's cameras. Nightwing knows the whole time of course and finds it amusing how many cameras they go thru

eventually he just goes in front of both cameras and tells them to just come fuck him already and quit being perverts

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back at it again with my rare ship

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I heard someone describe the image of Bruce carrying Jason as the modern Pieta so I drew them as the actual Pieta

It was supossed to be a value study but I got a little sidetracked

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I was joking about Slade having a sweetheart grip on one of his guns with a pic of Dick in it and his excuse is like no no I have that there bc this is the gun I'm gonna kill you with Grayson and then I said Dick would roll his eyes and joke like 'As if you'd ever kill me with anything but your bare hands.' and then I envisioned them dirty talking to each other about killing dick the way other people would dirty talk about fucking each other. Like Slade, reaching out to pull dick in close. 'Yeah? That how you want me to do it sweetheart? With my hands?'

Dick giving an involuntary gasp at being suddenly pressed up against Slade, and he nods against Slade's chest as Slade reaches down to grope his ass, sighing out a breathy little 'uh huh.' 'I'll take it real slow baby, watch the light fade from your eyes while you look up at me all pretty and desperate.' The hand not groping Dick's ass comes up to circle around his throat and Dick moans, grinding his hips against Slade's thigh currently forcing dick's legs apart.

'You'd--you'd have to pin me down. I'll start thrashing otherwise.'

'You would, but you'd hold still like a good boy for as long as you possibly could, wouldn't you? Let me take what's mine?' This punctuated with a squeeze of Dick's neck, slowly tightening.

Dick's not actually trapped. He could move back at any time. Slade would let him, even. He instead nods as much as Slade's hand will allow and presses in the tiniest fraction closer with a whine. 'I'll make it so good for you baby, I promise.' Slade reaching around to unbutton Dick's jeans and getting his hand around Dick's cock, which is already rock hard and leaking. (In fairness so is Slade's) 'And you'll make it so good for me too, won't you. Such a good boy, giving it up for daddy.'

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THAT ONE panel of stephcass in my style (cuties)

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she can be your angle.. or ur devil..

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CAUSE I'M A PUNKROCKER YES I AM!

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More Tumblr x AO3 art. Anyone else remember when the archive was in the hospital for like 3 days? Yeahahahah that was scary

...also AO3 would get stabbed and then say 'im sorry for the mess' dksflakdfj;as

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yes i am still obsessed with him thanks for asking :)

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raven & starfire!!

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finally finished 💗