#LOOKIE AT IT!

[miwachan2]

as long as it's just because I'm not good at drawing, ohh by the way my oc is on the right, this is a gift for you guys, sorry if it's bad 🙏🏻

GASP Fanart! :OO ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

It's my gorl BEEEEEE oooo and cool looking oc too! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Bless <3

[ozumii-fucking-wizard]

Young halsin was v famous amongst the elven ladies!

[cainternn]

do any other artists draw something theyre proud of and get really excited to post the next day and show their followers? like a kid giving their parents something to hang on the fridge

[lotus-lost-n-found]

Some Batfam Headcanons because the brain never stops;

Jason hates being called "Bruce's Son". But he hates it more when hes called "One of Wayne's Orphans/Wayne's child" because fuck you I'm his son-! wait no--

With the exception of Damian, they rarely refer to Bruce as "Dad/Father". Either it didn't occur to them/didn't see the need to/thought it would be strange. But when Dick/Jason/Tim/Cass are tired or injured it might slip out. And Bruce might just crumble a bit at it

Doesn't mean they don't say it to their siblings when Bruce is out of Earshot.

"Dad said you couldn't." "What do you mean Dad said I couldn't use that mug? It's my mug!" "You snooze you lose Timmy Boy-" "Jason don't be an asshole-"

That being said Bruce says "son/daughter/child" at every available opportunity he can after he knows that they have acclimated enough that they wouldn't be uncomfortable/know they can tell Bruce that they don't want to be called that.

First time Bruce called Dick "son" in a way that meant "You are my kid" and not in a "This police officer just called me son with a brow furrow" way Dick grinned and carried on with the conversation. Later he wondered if his dad wouldn't like someone else calling him Son; but Dick thinks about the life he was given because of Bruce and thinks maybe his dad wouldn't mind.

Calling Jason "son" is a hit or miss situation, even before he died. The first time it happened he was confused, he didnt think that was the relationship they had and it made everything change for him. He got frustrated--not angry--with himself and Bruce at this sudden emotional turmoil. Wasn't he just the kid Bruce picked up in an alleyway? Wasn't he just some street rat in bright Robin clothing? (He lets himself believe that he can be Bruce's son. If for only a little while).

Tim cries after Bruce is out of earshot, it would've been a year or so after his parents died and he was adopted. He didn't think he could have been wanted like that again. Even if you think the Drake's had A+ Parenting or not, I don't think he would have gotten a lot of confirmation of being wanted otherwise.

Cass smiles, emotions carefully concealed under her expression. She's grateful she found Bruce and he doesn't mention it if she leans a bit closer in a request for closeness.

Damian doesn't expect anything less, he only appears satisfied. But also relieved that he has gotten the confirmation that yes, Bruce wants and accepts him.

EDIT 10/11; hiii, i have added Duke, Steph & a Bonus in a reblog you can find on the same blog under my 'batfamily headcanons' / 'sore rambles' tag. have fun :)

[wilsonmybeloved]

heard we were fiddlestanning

you know the drill..

(full image under cut)

[akanemnon]

She didn't think that one through

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[userarmand]

A typical stare-down on set from my brilliant friend. 

[tsty-brry]

if life were a bit kinder (it would be an actual memory)

[blackburningrose]

I’m late yeah but consider it’s been haunting me this ENTIRE TIME

Nanny AU by @notherpuppet

[fazbearfart]

hi scream nation

they’re supposed to be ghosts idk if that was clear or not

[yaoigovroom]

A couple of scenes from my fic...

[jellori]

"Well, hello there!"

[dreaming-of-barbi]

i hope this wasnt done already

[faceeeeee]

Quick animation with Syringeon :p

(I can't do anything else besides play around w/ flipaclip rn so once I get my hands on my tablet I'm going to draw EVEN MORE SYRINGEONS MUAHAHA)

[daftpatience]

STUFF HAS ARRIVED 👀❗❗❗

[loulovingho]

Request: bucktommy + belly worship (if you're not into it, no worries <3 )

It was a comfort, more than anything. The perfect spot to rest after a rough day. The coziest place to lay his head and take a nap. Where he'd most often end up after sex, sleepy and sated and endlessly satisfied. It was great foreplay too. The noises he'd elicit with a bite and suck, followed by a lick to ease the sting.

If he wasn't resting his head there, it was his arm. Hand splayed over the softest spot in the dead center of Tommy's belly.

There didn't really have to be a reason at all. Buck just loved it.

Was fascinated by it, really. He found it a little hysterical himself. Out of all the things he could, and probably should, be focusing on in this all-new experience of being with another man, Tommy's stomach was what he was addicted to most.

Physically, anyway.

Tommy always told Buck how warm he was. How his body radiated heat in the best way. Tommy himself ran cold, so Buck was always more than happy to run a hand up under Tommy's shirt and leave it over his stomach as they watched a movie or recapped their day.

Buck loved how Tommy's stomach moved with each breath. Loved giving his abs gentle scratches with his fingertips. Loved the way Tommy got goosebumps every time.

He adored the feeling of the hair that trailed down his belly and underneath his boxers.

Couldn't withdrawal his gaze when Tommy sucked in a staggered breath as Buck licked around his navel.

Loved the way it felt to clean the cum off of him with his tongue.

“If I could superglue myself right here, I would,” Buck said one day. Tommy was laid across the couch with Buck settled between his legs. He had raised up Tommy's shirt just enough to rest his head on his belly as they watched TV.

Tommy laughed, his stomach contracting before settling once again. “Why's that?” he asked.

“S'the perfect spot,” Buck replied. He had only been lying there a few minutes, but he could already feel himself drifting. “Everybody should have a Tommy tummy.”

Tommy laughed again, and Buck rested a hand next to his head, so he could feel Tommy's belly with both his hand and his cheek.

“Sorry, hun, this tummy is into monogamy.”

“Juss for me?”

Tommy began to run his fingers through Buck's hair. “Just for you.”

Buck pressed a kiss just above Tommy's belly button, then snuggled in deeper as he let sleep take over. “Lucky me.”