#;;[ what a reQUEST-

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[doodled0g]

I can see Swansea in those boomer fishing dad memes. I don’t know how to describe them. I’m beaming them psychically to you please understand.

thanks for the suggestion! sorry these are so messy but i hope you like em anyways ^_^!!

[800db-cloud]

i’m literally shaking buy them brown contacts pls

[pokimoko]

Asexual bird? Please

How about two asexual birds?

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[chimchiri]

can you put harrow in a clown costume

Ninth House bonding time

[obm-avenquire]

as promised (thumbs up) heres a lil uhhhh simple breakdown of how i general do fur things! can be applied to hair in general and also clouds and grass depending on how you work it (thumbs up pt2) feel free to request other tutorials 

[stealingyourbones]

Amity Parkers are super good at dealing with superhero and villain battles, getting out of the rubble, helping others get out, etc.

This doesn’t shock anyone. There’s so many cities that consistently deal with superhuman battles that millions of people around the world are used to it and know what to do during a battle. Hell, there’s even government standard safety drills in schools about villain attacks now.

They didn’t stand out for a long long while among crowds of other city goers trying to flee a battle scene.

That was until a green glowing android appeared out of nowhere defeating heroes and villains alike because their abilities were rare enough to be hunted by this mysterious newcomer. So far no known weapon is able to hit the being while intangible.

That is until one unassuming citizen pulls out a strange wrist ray contraption that seems to actually stun the creature for a few seconds.

NOW all eyes are on these citizens that once lived in Amity Park

[theladyeowyn]

You shall live to see these days renewed. And no more despair.

requested by @the-mawp

[wouldgaysexfixthem]

would gay sex fix them?

[daeyumi]

i love it when ppl put kirby into desserts

[keferon]

dunno if u take requests if so can has sleepy fuzzybrained jazz who just woke up and is already falling asleep again if not ✨ i love your artstyel ✨

I guess I’m taking them today haha your idea is so cute:>

[foldingfittedsheets]

One time when out on a date night a homeless man asked my betrothed and I for money to buy orange juice. I said, “I’m sorry, I don’t have cash, but I do have two oranges in my pocket if you’d like them?”

Both the homeless man and my betrothed stared at me. I pulled out two satsumas and he shook his head in perplexity. We walked on and my betrothed was like, “Why do you just have oranges in your pocket?” And I kinda shrugged like, you never know when you want a little orange treat.

We then realized we were walking the wrong way to the restaurant and as we passed the homeless man on the way back he said, “Actually if you don’t mind…” and I didn’t so I handed him my oranges.

[equill]

Job promotion (now what?)

Comic 1: Interrogation

Caught him lurking in the background (he was being suspicious in their defense)

Comic 2: Everywhere you go.

[kkoct-ik]

hermit+ pairing request doodle dump of varying quality

from top to bottom: grumbo, treebark, pearl/cleo, scardubs x3, mumbo/cub, (treebark)

[homkamiro]

sniper would be the kinda guy to say "aw don't worry mate it's just a little bug" and it's the biggest damn tarantula you've ever seen

She's just a small baby!!!