#—tomorrow tho!)

[queen0fm0nsterz]

assorted krerdly doodles from a while back

[blaithnne]

Live Mel reaction

[saragrosie]

Who can it be now?

This is @burntbrownsugar 's villain Stone design, aka Doc Rock! I post about him a normal amount

Bonus huehuehue the guy

[platypaws]

pnf revival challenge day 14: Backstory!

Hosted by @howtonerdoutovereverything! ✨

if I had a nickel for every time I projected my day’s issue on a prompt and all that haaaaaaaaa guess how my hike went today

[artist-rat]

some epilogue vibes (an excuse to draw some hugs. and my durge so many times)

[bacchuschucklefuck]

typical tavern scene

[horrorcon]

His life sucks you'd be able to sneak up on him and kill him so easily. No peripheral vision and his head is nestled in an echo chamber.

[obsob]

to be loved is to be held!!! print

[alkallier]

Mini Comic-cover snippet for @prlssprfctn story

[tartppola]

deucey & yuu, earlier into their friendship, takes place after book 2, before book 3, early in the school year there were people who didn't take kindly to the prefect entering nrc

slightly related comic

[theaceofarrows]

Reminder that it's international asexuality day eve, so don't forget to leave milk and cake slices out tonight for all your local aces

[hyunpic]

i actually do cuss a little…

[sillysadduck]

had this sitting in my gallery bc back when I first played I felt like these dorks all had crushes on each other

so I'm posting it before toby proves me wrong tomorrow 🙂‍↕️

[ikiprian]

Tim swears Phantom could’ve been a Titan. Maybe he should be, at this point. They have enough in common to justify it.

“Jeez,” Phantom groans. Abruptly, he drops the levitation and hits the roof without sound. He stretches out on his back like a cat, sore muscles straining in a way Red Robin deeply relates to. “Fighting the living sucks. At least with ghosts I can swing as hard as I need. Already dead means they get back up! But mortals? Way too squishy.”

Red Robin huffs in agreement. “Yeah,” he says. After a moment’s consideration, he lies down, too.“It’s a hundred times harder than people realize. Batman’s always going on about perfect control in training. About how to have it, you gotta be twice as skilled as the other guy. Even without your super-strength, I worry sometimes.”

“How do you do it?” Phantom asks. In a move only achievable to those without bones, or perhaps Dick Grayson, he twists himself over. Gloved hands cup his cheeks. His legs kick back and forth, like they’re gossiping at a slumber party. “I mean. You said you train, so obviously there’s the physical ‘how.’ But how do you keep your emotions nonlethal? How do you keep yourself in check, make sure you’re pulling back?”

“I mean,” says Red Robin. “Murder is illegal, so.”

Phantom sighs. “Yeah. Maybe it’s easier for you.”

… Hm. Maybe Red Robin should redo Phantom’s risk assessment.

Before he can raise too high an eyebrow (though even moving that muscle smarts, ow), Phantom elaborates.

“Ecto-based entities have trouble with their emotions,” he explains. “It’s easy to get lost in an Obsession, or a big feeling like grief. The rest of the world… it bleeds away. Helps to have another emotional anchor to keep it at bay. I use fear.”

“Fear?” Red Robin glanced over.

“Sometimes sheer stubbornness,” Phantom admits. “But a lot of it is fear.”

With a considering frown, he drops his head atop his arms. Exhaustion, regret, reluctance play out on his face. For someone the Bats know next to nothing about, Phantom’s body language is an open book.

“I saw, like, an alternate future version of myself once where I become evil and try to take over the world? So now I gotta be good to keep that from happening. The fear of that future keeps the pressure on me. Makes me focus up. Y’know?”

Tim sits up. “Seriously?”

Phantom nods. “Uh-huh. Kinda bizarre, I know—”

“What the hell,” says Tim. Three consecutive days together and a concussion must loosen his lips, because holy shit, no way. “Dude! Me too!”

“Huh? Seriously?” says Phantom.

“Yeah! I totally saw myself turn evil. Like, Batman but with guns. Guns Batman. I had to fight him and everything. He tried to kill my friends and erase my memory to make sure I couldn’t un-invent him by going back to change the past?”

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“Oh my god, me too!”

happy wips wednesday!

[redswaberkez]

when ur dentist says it wont hurt or idk whatever havent played the game yet

[nim-lock]

ough my hand has forgotten what drawing on tablet is supposed to feel like

anyhoo here's dog