#//thx for asking

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[stealingpotatoes]

What would Anakin life be like if Master Yoda sent Cal or Caleb instead of Ahsoka to be his padawan?

(commission info // tip jar!)

[cryptidmickle]

you are LITTERALLY so fucking creepy for shipping shadow vanilla. shadow milk shouldn't be shipped with ANYONE !!!! It's disgusting, and he's disgusting as a cookie and problematic. he's done so many horrible things yet you seem to think it's OKAY to ship him with ANYONE let ALONE pure vanilla??? the fuck is wrong with you. kill yourself

omg they got married guys!!!!!!

[daeyumi]

Mayhaps a Sleepy Alucard???

he fell asleep while reading

[catgrandpa]

Gotham has always been weird, so when the groundskeeper at the cemetery noticed the Wayne kid’s plot was disturbed, he just chalked it up to more of the same ol’. Alright, so ‘disturbed’ may be a tad too light of a word, but what’s an empty grave in the grand scheme of Gotham? God knows in a city like this one, they could use all the burial room they could get. He figured he’d just jot it down on the website and hope nobody noticed for a while.

Too bad he didn’t account for the 13 year old boy in Bristol who periodically checks the cemetery’s website when he’s feeling particularly lonely.

Plot Removed.

Tim Drake stared at the two words under the heading for Jason Todd’s plot number. Removed? What do they mean ‘removed’? They can’t just remove a plot? That’s a person down there! That’s Robin down there! You can’t Remove Robin!

Calm down. Deep breaths. Assess the situation.

Robin has been dead for 5 months and 14 days. There is no reason for a grave to be removed that early, especially one of a member of such an affluential family. Chances are likely it’s a simple clerical issue. He can call first thing in the morning and make them aware of the mistake. He can have it all fixed in 5 hours.

Just a phone call.

In 5 hours.

…

Tim hates talking on the phone almost as much as he hates waiting.

Well it won’t be the first time he’s snuck out to head to Gotham proper at 1am. It can’t even really be considered sneaking out if there’s no one home to catch you.

Buses stop running at 2, so he layers a couple sweaters under his coat and grabs his best running sneakers so he can comfortably make the trek back.

Just a quick trip to settle his nerves. Maybe get a few shots in if he spots Batman, but really he just wants to see with his own two eyes that things are okay and Jason can rest.

It’s 1:37 by the time he gets to the headstone reading ‘Here Lies Jason Todd’ and the gaping, muddy pit in front of it.

This- This doesn’t make any sense. This is not removal. This is destruction. Desecration. Somebody did this. Somebody-

Assess the situation.

A hole in the ground, approximately 1.5 feet in diameter.

Mud and grass flung outward but with little force.

Large chunks of earth turned over and shoved away.

No signs of tool marks or clean lines of entry into the dirt.

Dragging claw marks.

Staggering, shuffled pairs of foot prints in the mud.

A trail of dirt.

Something… Something large clawed its way out of the ground here. Something large and bipedal and- and humanoid.

Tim refuses to jump to any conclusions he can see all the facts laid in front of him. He’s going to cautiously follow the trail and simply hope to any god listening that he isn’t the world’s first line of defense against the zombie apocalypse.

He’s been walking for 23 minutes and there’s good news and undecided news. Good news: he’s closing in on the target and the trail isn’t taking him out of the way so his trip home won’t be prolonged. Undecided news: The potential Zombie Robin is heading directly for Wayne Manor.

As zombie apocalypse news, this is very bad. From Tim’s collected observational evidence, his not-so-professional opinion is that Batman, faced with a horror movie level zombie of his dead son, would not respond well, and would likely not fight back.

In Batman and Robin news? Tim’s unsure. If Jason is simply back? What could that mean for them? Batman can have his Robin. He wouldn’t have to continue nearly killing others and himself every night in his grief. Jason could-

No. Stop. Do not jump to conclusions.

Hope only brings heartbreak.

What would Batman do? Get close and see if the target is a threat.

Target is male. Mid-teens. Dark hair. Pale skin. Leaning against surfaces as he walks. Appears injured and disoriented.

Minimal risk assessed. Approaching and attempting contact.

Target identity confirmed: Jason Todd.

“J-Jason?” It comes out as a croaked whisper. Jason shows no sign of acknowledgment.

Tim clears his throat, steps right in front of his path, and tries again.

“Jason. Jason, stop I want to help you.” Still nothing.

“Please, Jason. I can help, I promise I can help!”

Why isn’t this working?! Why can’t he just do something right for once?! He wants this to work, he wants to help Bruce, he wants to fix Batman, he wants to not be alone, he wants-

“Robin!”

Robin jerks to a stop.

Tim reached out his hand.

“Robin. Robin please, I’m sorry you’re going through this, it’s really scary, I’m really scared. But I just want to help you. Help you find Batman. Help you get home.”

Jason just stares at him. Of course he does. Of course it’s not going to work. Why did he even bother hoping he could help?

Hope only brings heartbreak.

His sight blurs as his eyes fill with tears and he starts to lower his outstretched hand.

His arm is slowed as a cold hand weakly grasps his own.

“Don’t… scared… Bat… help… Dad… help.”

A relieved sob tears out from Tim’s chest and he gathers himself together. He yanks his extra sweater off and gently pulls it over Jason’s cold shoulders. Jason lets Tim drag his arm over his shoulders to try and carry some of his weight.

“Okay, Robin. Yeah. Your dad will help us.”

Batman will solve everything once Tim gets Robin home.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 271

“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 

“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 

Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 

“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 

“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 

Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”

Now wait one moment-

“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 

[spirit-doll]

Does gummy get embarrassed sometimes

yes. These all are reason.

[silvyvictory]

And now all my old hylics comped together, yaaaay :]

[frownyalfred]

about your long term superbat post… don’t many couples divorce after they lose a kid… anyways what do you think happens when jason dies if clark and bruce are married

blocked and reported how DARE you

[rinseveryday]

RIN FUCKING FRY AN EGG IN YOUR BARE FLAMING HAND PLEASE AND THANK YOU

epic dish idea but unfortunately it's not kuro approved

[quibble-auk]

My sister guessing Transformer names part 4!

As requested by @theweirdestroller, featuring the G1 Protectobots! And rescue bot Blades. Figured I might as well just get him done too lol

Previous

Next

[senkkei]

jan 2024 is soon you need to draw jean smiling

we are receiving more than the annual dose of radiation

[eddiesghxst]

can we get eddie that is literally so clumsy and shy around the reader that he LITERALLY finds a way to knock something down or break something or stutter and steve and robin are just like…. my man….. seriously? and then when reader n him finally smash he’s suddenly very in tune w his fine motor skills😭

i take that and u raise you this (because i’ve been thinking about girly!airhead!reader for a while now)

girly!airhead!reader who eddie’s had a crush on for the longest time, he’s a loser, that much is sure, and you’re so fucking…perfect. you’re pretty, you’re funny, you have good taste in music (not at all what people think it is)— basically everyone wants you, and if they don’t want you they want to be you. eddie is the former.

but you never ran in the same group until you became friends with steve and robin. and then you all finally hang out and as soon as you saw eddie and saw how absolutely hopeless he was with his shitty jokes and anxious rambling, you practically picked him up by the scruff of his neck and said “i choose this one!” and eddie just went along with it and has never questioned it and never will.

eddie gets lots of questions about it— “how did a guy like you end up with a girl like her?” and eddie just shrugs everytime, all ‘i’m just happy to be here’ type of attitude. and when the people find out it was you that asked eddie out instead of the other way around, well the story only gets more confusing for them but it makes complete sense to the two of you and that’s all that matters

and yes he does eventually get his shit together, but he’s still a lil loser while you’re dating. gets flustered and blushes like a little boy when you push his hair back and call him your baby. chokes on the smoke of his cigarette when you step out of your house in the tiniest little skirt known to man because you just look that good. gets so entranced with how pretty you are and the sound of your voice that he misses the table when putting down his beer during dinner (robin witnessed it all and definitely teased him about it)

but he doesn’t care if he gets teased for it. he’s yours 100% and that’s perfectly fine.

[miifu666]

Has Wukong ever taken Sulkha out on a romantic date? If so, how’d it go?

Hello !!♡

Yes he has! Throughout his journey, he learnt his mistakes and made a better date each time.

Usually they both spend time with each other just basking and spending quality time, some might call it a date but they dont really consider it as one. A date is moreso when a big thing has been planned by one of the two, thats what they call a date.

Their first ever "date" that the two agreed upon is when Wukong accidentally dragged Suklha to the cavern where she got ambushed by a previous lover. Traumatized her a lil. She gave him a chance and continued the date on a nearby meadow eating his beautifully chopped up fruits. They shared stupid stories they experienced during this.

Well Wukong didn't know it. Despite being her stalker for awhile. This was early on their relationship.

[mipexch]

compiling all my gens. you will look at my bug!

[jscrawls]

I just wanna know how widow reader show affection to bruce

Through bullying.

Lol I see them being one for 'annoying' physical affection (messing up Damian's hair as proof) time spent together (again Damian and also the times with Alfred as proof) and maybe acts of service? Even if they're scowling the whole time reader will memorize Bruce's preferred drink to a T and just... Silently hand it to him one day, no reason or explanation. readers like a cat bringing him a mouse while hissing at him 😭

The dark mug is set right beside his hand with a soft thump, nearly sloshing the steaming liquid onto his paperwork.

Confused, Bruce glances up at them from his office chair to find them already avoiding his eye as they steady the drink and then take a step back and cross their arms over their chest. Looking around his study as if they've never seen it before.

"... What's the occasion?" Bruce chuckles softly as he picks up the cup, hoping to keep the mood light and not awkward at all.

You look at the papers on his desk and roll your eyes as you pick them up to straighten them out. "You looked thirsty."

You haven't seen each other in hours by the time you'd walked in with the mug, but Bruce wisely doesn't comment on it.

"oh, well thank you..." He takes a sip and then pauses, you made him a caramel iced coffee with it milk, exactly how he makes it. Like exactly how he makes it in the mornings when he's going into work. It's like you somehow got the perfect caramel and milk ratio down. Did you practice this or something? Bruce again looks up to ask, but watching you straighten and sort the papers out and then set them down just to find something else to fiddle with is very.... Domestic.

For a moment he just watches you, warm mug in hand held near his face while his eyes follow your every movement around the room, frown on your face as you pick through his stuff.

In that moment Bruce realizes something about you, the standoffish nature and scornful looks are a shield to cover your nervousness in moments of ease. This is how you let yourself be comfortable around him.

You glance over with a raised brow when you catch him staring, he just drops his gaze to his mug and takes a long swig.

🔹🔹🔹

| M.list |

A/n: Bruce is one of the macchiato girlies now just because 🙂‍↔️ sorry it's short anon I'm sleepy writing hope you like it!!! 💜💜💜