#and it's tiny and damaged

[tanasha-not-yet]

m))) nice)))

i got worse at rendering after not doing it in a while! who could have guessed! for real though his half-finished no-reference shrek-green hands look better than his face because i didn't blend anything. i don't like how much time it takes, i'll be honest - i'll gladly stick to flat colors unless i find a quicker way

his facial structure isn't based off of a real three-dimensional head which is a mistake but your honor im in love with my august sketch i can't reference anything else 🥺

here it iss! my biggest drawing achievement i can't stop talking about, i really like how he turned out here and i try making my greylock look like this every time

so yeah redrawwwwww

[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?!” 

[bluerosefox]

Gray and Graysons

One of the Bats has a secret. Something they never told to the others.

They were so very young but they have memories of a sibling, so small and tiny. They remember the burst of warmth they had in their heart when they held the tiny baby for just a moment.

But they weren’t allowed to keep them, their family couldn’t raise them. Money was tight, just enough for three but not for four, despite their shows always bringing in a crowd it was getting harder and harder for the world to be wowed by them in the new age and their sibling was too small and tiny and needed to be cared in a single place than for them to be on the road. Their lifestyle was not good for his tiny sibling apparently.

They had to watch as their parents gave his sibling away to people in suits, them promising to give his baby brother to a loving family when they find a ‘home’ for him. He watched his parents try to be strong only for his mother to break down once the car left down the road, his father holding her and apologizing, the rest of the circus troupe all silently coming over to give the heartbroken family condolences.

Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson had tears running down his face when he last saw his baby brother.

A brother he got to name before he had to be given away.

Daniel ‘Danny’ Grayson.

-x-x-

Dick never told the others. If anyone dug deep into his past they might find his brother’s birth records maybe, if someone got around to digitizing the paperwork for him but given the fact he was placed in the US childcare systems just a few days after his birth and the fact that Dick was still pretty young they most likely believed he didn’t remember his baby brother now. Not after so many years.

But they were wrong, Dick remembers. And he kept the secret close to his heart and memories.

And the only physical evidence he had was a single picture of him holding his brother, a smile on his tiny face towards their father who had taken the photo of them together. When he had lost his parents, lost most of the things that connected him to them, to his past in the circus that had been his whole life, had been taken from him in Gotham’s ruthless childcare system, he held on tight to the picture in secret. Hid it away from anyone trying to rip it from him, hid it from Bruce when the man took him in days later, hid it from Alfred despite how gentle the butler was towards him. He couldn’t, wouldn’t risk losing his photo at the time, he hadn’t trusted anyone and by the time he did he didn’t have the heart to reveal it.

So yes, the existence of his baby brother Danny was his most guarded and best kept secret.

So that’s why Dick, as Nightwing, nearly died from a heart attack when leaving a Justice League meeting he spotted a familiar face among one of the new engineers working in the Watchtower.

It was like seeing a young version of himself. Only, Dick could see that the young man was more than a copy of him, so much more than a clone. He held many traces of John Grayson but also had a bit more of Mary Grayson than Dick did. Small details that Dick foggely remembers taking note when he had held his baby brother.

“Hey, hurry up with that report Gray!” Shouted the head engineer from down the hall, his hand beckoning the young adult to come over.

“Coming! And boss, I told you Danny is fine!” Danny shouted back before hurriedly leaving a stunned Nightwing.

[6blackfilin9]

more Shifu

[ozziyo]

shitposts that will have me thinking about their insane height difference for the next seven years

[lucksea]

i think the crown is the lambs funny little guy and peculiar hypeman

[toxxtt-kotlc]

song twins had middle school me in a CHOKEHOLD

[so-very-small]

i am once again thinking about the body horror of a tiny and giant merging into one entity. like if their heights averaged out, how horrifying would that be? everything is suddenly so much smaller and larger than it used to be. they’re stronger and weaker, but it doesn’t really matter, because it’s not like they can interact with anything on a familiar scale anyway. they can’t uproot trees but they can’t cradle acorns in their arms. nothing is the same. and they aren’t the same. they’re someone who is composed of unreconcilable differences, and there is nothing familiar enough to provide any comfort. their old favorite blanket is the size of a tissue. their former giant home is an unrecognizably gargantuan cavern. their old tiny friends fear them. their old giant friends can barely see them.

everything is too big and too small.

they are too big and too small.

[kindaasrikal]

Its funny to think about how Garmadon (specifically movie Garm) is said to like hug himself with his four arms until you realise how sad it is and how lonely he must’ve felt to reach that point. Imagine series Garmadon, freshly having fallen down the portal to the underworld, lonely and cold and missing the enthusiastic and warm hugs of his brother, the sweet and loving hugs of Misako, the gentle and worried hugs of the Fsm, and the tiny and adorable grasps of baby Lloyd whilst stuck in a dark abyss of loneliness.

Surrounded by enemies at every turn. Never having a chance to lower his guard. Always having to be strong, stronger than he ever has been.

Imagine him curled up in a ball in a form he is unfamiliar with hugging himself to feel a glimpse of the warmth he barely had.

Edit: just remembered this but he didn’t have four arms until later but it still counts hush leave me alone i wrote this at night 😭

[sea-arsonist]

Tis 1 AM right now. And I got this...MASSIVE urge to doodle the clan holding babies. So I just......succumbed to my desiresmmm. Doodles are a little crunchy but I hope they're still readable (this is non AU work)

(Don't take this too seriously)

Also if y'all wondering where Kuya is.......he the baby daddy

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

more laughingstock pleaseee? 💙 💚

Yes Yes Yes i have this very small soft scribble to offer <3

[bipolar-sad-and-ready-to-cry]

Hiiii! I’ve been looking at your stuff! I wanted to speak to the tiny damaged blood baby. He’s very sweet and small and cute, and I want to very gently squish his cheeks

Wan talk me?

You get tiny bit of Bloody speaking as a treat (´｡✪ω✪｡｀)

[wanologic]

still thinking about these guys

Elias doesn’t talk a lot day-to-day. He’s most comfortable in places that have a very thick boundary between planes (his + Asanti’s house, courtesy of Asanti) or very thin ones (anywhere Matt is). He perceives both planes at once, which leads to a lot of sensory problems and why he’s so spacey. Bandaid adhesive is grounding and better than alternatives.

I’ve also decided since I draw him with ghost fish so often, that it’s how his brain interprets the “flow” of magic around him. It’s not limited to that form, but it’s what he sees most often. I like the metaphor because it’s not like he can completely control anything without spells as magic has a mind/will of its own, but he can influence environmental stuff to some degree, like playing with fish in a river.

[voreasaurusrex]

gtober day 4: lantern this is a bit of a followup to yesterdays!! candle has been contained to a glass lantern. silly moff is safe

[imperiuswrecked]

Here lies Namor. Invader. Avenger. International Terrorist. - Namor (2024) #1

I am Namor. The Terrorist Propaganda says I have issues. Don't trust the Terrorist Propaganda. - Bucky Barnes: Winter Solider (2014) #1

You know what annoys me about Aaron's writing, where is Defender? Namor is part of and actually is the instigator in creating Marvel's The Defenders, the first trio called Titians Three consisted of him recruiting Hulk & Silver Surfer to aid him in stopping humans from hurting the Natural World in The Sub-Mariner (1968) #34. This would later spin out into Doctor Strange recruiting Namor, Silver Surfer, Hulk, and later joining them Valkyrie for the main and first wave of The Defenders. A team made up of outsiders who defended the world from supernatural threats. Namor is literally a founding member of (in my very strong opinion) the best modern team he's ever been on.

Yes, he's Namor the Avenging Son, but he was only ever called Terrorist by his enemies. Namor wouldn't think of himself in that way, he'd call himself a Defender, a Protector of his people, of the seas, his home. If Aaron means Invader as in he was part of the Invaders team then that also is a defense because he and the Invaders were fighting in WWll.

Namor knows the humans see him as a threat and for the most part he doesn't care if they label him as a monster because he's always had this strong belief of defending his home and people, he worked past his hatred of humans to help them all the way back in the golden age, but time and time again the humans do something that he has to respond to.

If you ask me for 2 panels to understand Namor in a nutshell then it would have to be;

The Defenders (1972) #53

Sub-Mariner (2007) #4

He's actually so easy to understand if people actually took the time to read his freaking comics. He's complex yeah, but that's what makes him so interesting as the first comic Anti-Hero!

Aaron focusing on Namor's outsider status isn't something new, it's been explored in his comics a lot of times. What really frustrated me was back in Avengers (2018) #9 Aaron had the chance to set up Namor to combat Captain America in terms of ideology of what is right and wrong, how is the defense of his homeland wrong? how is resistance against oil drillers, and poachers, and corporate greed, and polluters, and giant space robots falling and crushing his city and people wrong???

Human Laws have always been in favor of Humans, not the Atlanteans, not the Sea. Instead of exploring the concept of Namor being a Defender of his home and his people, Aaron constantly labels Namor a Terrorist. The he makes Namor want to atone for the wrongs he's done (never specifying exactly which ones, just a general "crimes against surface humanity") while never addressing or exploring the wrongs done to him by the humans/surface world!

Even now Aaron sets up Namor for conflict under the sea, and states it's for the best interest of the human world that their shipping lines and cruises be uninterrupted by the "shrieking blue skinned warriors who've invaded their coasts". Basically it's "We humans don't care if the Atlanteans are suffering so long as they suffer in silence and don't bother us or disrupt our money & lives".

Aaron writes in Avengers that Captain America offered aid to help the Atlanteans, but it's Namor who's rejected it, why would he accept help from the people who constantly hurt his people? Why would Namor ever trust them when they've broken his trust so many times in the past? Humans make promises and then break them all the time. Why should Namor ever accept the crumbs they deign to give him in return for obedience and silence so the humans can keep doing whatever they think is right? Why is the Surface World more moral and more right than the Undersea World? It's Namor's land, it's his home, they broke his laws, they broke his home, his people, his seas.

I've always said the biggest obstacle and mistake writers often encounter when writing Namor is they come at him from a very surface world mindset, where the humans are right and Namor isn't. Namor was never meant to be a champion of humans, but of the Atlanteans, the Seas, and all it's creatures.

I could not care less that you are breaking the Laws of Man. What you do here violates the Law of Namor. And thus you shall now endure Namor's Justice. - Defenders (2012) #1

Namor being seen as a Invader/Terrorist began back with his first fight against The Human Torch in Marvel Mystery Comics (1939) #8, Jim was championed as the Hero of Humanity, while Namor was labeled as Public Enemy No. 1. and even now 85+ years later Namor faces persecution for doing what he was raised to do all his life, be a king, be a protector of his people, take justice and vengeance for the wrongs done against his home and people.

Aaron wants to focus on Namor's outsider status of being born half human/half atlantean. He's already shown Namor being bullied and nearly killed as a child for being born different by his people, but that isn't anything new, that's been canon that Namor is an outsider among humans and atlanteans, it's canon that the Atlanteans are just as racist as the humans, but often they're framed as worse than the humans.

One comic reviewer questioned if Aaron is making statements about the current political climate but honestly anyone who reads Namor comics can see these themes, the tensions among atlanteans and humans, have always been there. What remains to be seen is if Aaron can actually deliver on some good writing.