#Nah sir

[mariegreen-2000]

He was like: you’re gay!?

[lil-dorkling]

Having a younger sibling is just being their walking bank account I swear

[dragonbma]

[TW: Burns]

Aiden’s Creeper used Self-Destruct. Regigigas took 60 damage. It was super effective!

Ok but seriously Aiden chill out bro. You literally committed regicide and like ten minutes later attempted reggiecide.

[peppermint-whiskers]

A thing for the mind wipe au!

Coming soon in future chapters uwu

[ghost-bxrd]

Tim can’t breathe. He can’t breathe.

He thought— the Tower was bad enough. He hates being kept out of the loop, especially for “his own protection”, but he never thought—

It is Robin who had been threatened. Robin that Batman had been taunted with. Enough times, and with grisly enough descriptions of what might happen to him, that Bruce sent Tim to the Titans as a last ditch effort to keep him well out of reach of Gotham and its newly minted crime lord.

But Hood took Bernard, and Tim can’t breathe. Can only stare at the grainy picture from an unknown number, showing his boyfriend tied up and gagged in someone’s— Hood’s, probably, oh god— bed.

Tim wants to throw up.

Please god, please no.

— sneak peek of “Modern Day Cain”

[blue-lollipops-and-ice-clouds]

IV

(Source)

[alicornze7]

Finally done with the other 2!

(tbh this is one of my favorite things I've done all year)

Doodle dump:

[celaenaeiln]

Bruce: *sees a motorcade come up on his right* *ignores*

Timmy in the back eying the group suspiciously: ….

*tapping on glass*

Dick: B, there’s someone tapping on my side.

Bruce: Don’t roll the window down they could be-

Dick: *already rolling the window down* *GASP* ROMMEY?! ROMMEY! ROMMEY!!

A 45 yr old grizzled man with a smoker’s voice, nicknamed Rommey by Dick: heya Dickie, how it’s going kiddo.

Dick: ROMMEY IM SO EXCITED TO SEE YOU AGAIN!

Another motorbiker with a full claw scar down his face: what about the rest of us, kid? Forget about us?

Dick: MANES! DERRICKA! IZZY!!

Derrick-I take down mercenaries for fun but let a kid I like call me DERRICKA-Rolan: You little shit, why’d we not hear from you after you fucked off to neverland huh?!

Isabella-what? Someone went missing? I had nothing to do with it, it’s total coincidence that I hated him-Hodges: Maybe he doesn’t like us, Der. That right, Dickie?

Dick: *flabbergasted* No!! It’s a long story! After I left I ran out of gas and then some girl crashed into my bike and sent it flying off the cliff but I dove off it first and then I had to walk to the nearest motel on bare feet because I gave her my shoes and then I met this half bear half man and I’ll be pleased to tell you that it was a beary bearable encounter once he got his bearings hahahahaha- *progressively climbing out of the car as the story goes on*

Bruce: Dick! Get back in the car! *having one hand on the steering wheel and grabbing the back of his shirt with the other to keep his wayward son from falling out*

Dick: Wait- *accidently twisting too far and nearly braining himself on the speeding asphalt*

Rommey: DICK!

Bruce: DICK!

Rommey, Derricka, Izzy, and Manes: *grabbing the front half to prevent Dick from becoming like two-face*

Bruce: *letting go of the wheel to grab Dick’s bottom half for the same reason*

Tim: *high pitched screaming from the back* DICK! Tₕₑ Wₕₑₑₗ! ₜₕₑ Wₕₑₑₗ!!!

Bruce: *struggling to pull his son in while the motorcade struggles to pull him out to sit on a bike thus leading to Dick hanging in limbo out the window of a car going 80mph on a freeway* GRAB THE WHEEL TIM

Tim: *sacrificing a few ribs on the edge of the front car seat* IM TRYING! I CANT REACH THE CRUISE CONTROL AND DONT LEAN BACK AND OH MY GOD SIGN POST! SIGN POST! THE POST! THE POSSSTTTTT!!!

Dick, Bruce, Tim, and motorcade: *furious screaming and shouting and panicking*

*2 hours later*

*Arriving at the manor*

Jason: damn what happened to you lot, you look like you went through hell and back.

Bruce and Tim: *drained, pale-faced, messy, sweating, and heaving*

Dick: *a curl of hair falling elegantly into his shining eyes* I just had the time of my life, Jay!

Jason who is well acquainted with Dick’s “Time of the life”s: ah. My condolences.

Tim: Never again. *flopping on the ground and cater-pilling his way up the stairs*

Damian: Father, this is such disgraceful attire! Fix yourself at once, mother would be embarrassed by such a visage! What in holy reincarnation have you been doing?!

Bruce: Never again, Dick.

Dick: it’s nothing Dami, they were just helping me.

Damian: Father, I am ashamed of you. Why must you devolve to such a state when you assist Grayson, he is perfectly capable of extraordinary feats without your input. I suggest you refrain from interfering with his success again.

Bruce:

Bruce: Damian, you-

Dick: Bruce. *smiling pleasantly*

Jason: *immediately sneaking off*

Bruce’s life momentarily flashing before his eyes: …..nothing. Go finish your homework. *trudging off to whine to Alfred about how no one’s gonna believe him*

Dick: *sincerely* what a great day! 😊

[raven--stag]

[patroclusdefencesquad]

jane eyre is a comedy

[bi-mirandalawson]

a sort of match to the buggy one earlier. at some point i decided they should all be getting ready to go somewhere ? idk im just thinking about hot dudes in dresses i guess.

[adashulaz]

Steb and Viktor meeting but Viktor can understand Steb's trilling. Steb is very much surprised by this and Viktor just continues on like it's normal. After all, Steb doesn't speak a dead language, sure the average person might not understand him but Viktor is a scientist so he has to know all sorts of languages. Steb is very much happy about this, he won't have to rely on sign for someone to understand him, however there is one slight problem. That problem being the fact that Steb just doesn't talk often, whether it's with his hands or his voice. Steb just doesn't use his words, he keeps to himself and doesn't feel the need to talk because Maddie does the talking for the both of them.

So Viktor knowing Stebs language doesn't really matter because Steb just doesn't talk. Which quickly becomes an issue because Viktor is used to having a response to his words, even if it was just a simple reaction, that was how Jayce was. Steb, however, doesn't respond in a way that Viktor is used to. Steb just stares, watching and waiting without giving any form of a response. To Viktor, it seems like Steb doesn't interact with the world around him much, at least that's how Viktor sees it for the longest time.

Viktor slowly starts to notice how Stebs ears will wiggle/twich whenever he's trying to figure something out or he's surprised by something, if something doesn't make a noise that only he could hear. Viktor also notices how Steb will give short and easy to miss facial reactions, they're barely noticeable at times and Viktor only noticed them because he was staring at Steb when Vi suddenly slipped. Viktor is used to larger reactions, not small ones, Jayce gave large reactions that were hard to miss while Steb gave small reactions that were easy to miss.

Steb can easily read Viktor because Steb is always watching and waiting. So it was much easier for Steb to understand Viktor and see his reactions and responses compared to Viktor with Steb. But luckily for them both, Viktor is a scientist and small reactions are part of his job. While their friendship is odd to outsiders, it works for them.

[onlyfansdotcomslashshawnmendes]

Shawn Mendes, LA, Dec 16 '23

[ghost-bxrd]

Ngl I'm lowkey intrigued by the idea of Jason being considered an actual "Al Ghul Prince" (even if Damian is still the Al Ghul heir) and what kind of drama that could entail in your fic XD

A…. lot. Honestly at this point “What you’re longing for” is more of a soap opera than anything lmao.

I’m not sure if it’s gonna fit into the fic yet, most likely it will stay heavily implied, but if the Bats do end up finding out about Jason’s status as, well, royalty in a way, Bruce is sure to get some more gray hairs lmao.

Jason for his part… mostly doesn’t realize what it means to be so thoroughly incorporated into the al Ghul family. He just thinks he’s finally lucked out on a family that would (and has already) killed for him. He remains largely oblivious to all the deference the regular league members show him now and thinks it’s due to his rank as a general.

(He is also not aware of the couple Shadows that Talia and Ra’s have tailing him at all times in case he ever gets in over his head with a bust, but that’s neither here nor there.)

[whollyjoly]

no one:

absolutely no one:

not a single soul:

alton more showing off his whole ass chest in crossroads:

[solxs]

Jamás me ha gustado el amor a medias, o me ahogo o no existe.

Sir. Samuel