#and the other is the actual comic

[maxladcomics]

I always hc that both sans and papyrus used to have nightmares and/or insomnia (not like the fanon, just generally). papyrus asked sans to read him a bedtime story after a bad nightmare, and it helped a both of them a lot and since then it became a tradition for sans to read papyrus, or even then other way around depending on the situation

I want to argue this and imply it's the other way around but I can see that would come from personal bias and I can already see Papyrus has a certain trust/belief in Sans that makes this headcanon likely

But that's not fair I want to be salty (I'm joking, I'm saying this because it's funny to me)

But on the contradicting side, I wonder if Papyrus would willingly give Sans that ammo to use and tell other people. He's definitely willing to let anyone say anything about him without a care in the world, but why? Is it because he's playing a character himself? And any insult/attack on his character isn't a direct attack on himself?

Not trying to imply Sans is malicious when he tells us things about Papyrus that aren't true- it has potential to be malicious, but it's unclearly why either of them are doing it and it seems clear to me that Papyrus is in on it, although I'm still trying to work out if it's the super simple reason I can already see proof for or something mysterious like what I'm rambling about here.

Obviously you can see which option I'm picking lmao, super simple answer? NAAAHH.

On the upside, this has inspired a comic, I'm gonna sketch it out and see if I can grind it out quickly so it doesn't interrupt too much with my other comics that I keep slacking on

[evilgoodguys]

he was his father's greatest creation.

[edlucavalden]

Learning to eat with your hands.

[everwalldigan]

I love the idea of all the robins kinda being clones of each other with just a few differences and a concussed Bruce not being able to tell who he’s squinting at so he just says generic statements and avoids saying any names

Bruce (sitting at the breakfast table): so… how’s the weather… dick?

Jason (grinning): you do know I’m gonna hold this against you for like, the next 2 months right

Bruce: (groans into his hands)

Bruce (walking into the living room): hey have you read through the files I gave you yesterday?

Dick: (confused cause he took a day off to surprise Bruce) ?

Bruce: so?

Dick: er… no?

Bruce: Dick?? What are you doing here?

Bruce (walks into the kitchen with a fresh concussion): Jason? I thought you were on a mission with the outlaws?

Tim: (frozen through mid fridge raid, having assumed they were past Bruce calling him Jason since yk. He’s a shit brickhouse now and Tim is, well, obviously not): uh?

Bruce: *turns around and leaves*

Bruce: Oh hey Cass, when did you arrive from Babs’?

Damian: (slowly turns around in the black hoodie he’s wearing) we’re not even the same gender

Bruce: (under his breath) yeah but the same height

[prlssprfctn]

Bruce: I am rather concerned. Do you all, perhaps, need an additional health check? How come most of you don't hear my commands through comms from the first time?

Barbara: That's because half of them have a music blasting in their ear at the same time.

Bruce: What—

Damian: Nonsense. Neither I nor Cain do this.

Jason, shrugging: Your loss.

Barbara: And here goes a guy, who listened Hozier's Nobody Soldier and Rammstein's Rein Raus during today's shoot-out.

Dick, giggling: Of course, he would listen that—

Barbara: What are you laughing about? You had your female K-POP bands blasting on the background.

Dick: I was streaming—

Tim: During shoot-out?

Barbara: At least, they were listening music. You put Kon's forty minute lasting voice message on.

Tim, shrugging: I am not ashamed. I am multitasking, if anything.

Bruce, concerned: ...Do you all realise that all of this could serious—

(The bickering sounds intensify)

[chloesimaginationthings]

Gregory will have to speak for his FNAF crimes

[woosh-floosh-art]

[sassylittlecanary]

Read some actual comics, Kyle.

Superman is an incredibly kind and tender character. (If he’s not being written that way, then he’s not being written well.) He inspires hope not just through his heroics, but also through his kindness toward other people. That’s his thing. Don’t you DARE call tenderness a “weakness.” Get your toxic masculinity the hell away from me and go read a badly written Batman comic if you want a “tough” male character.

[batsyheere]

"So, handling your archnemesis," Danny starts. The room falls quiet, heads slowly turning to look at the man as he writes the words on the chalkboard. When finished, the characters somehow both messy and neat at once, Danny places the chalk back down and claps his hands.

"I typically call them fruitloops. Often they're in a better position than you are- older, richer, more powerful. They may have some sort of status that protects them when facing the public."

Tim wondered where Dick was right now, and if he was laughing. His brain was lagging like a computer as he tried to process what Danny was saying, and how seriously a few of his fellow teen vigilantes were taking this.

"Some of their more common tactics are-" the chalk was picked back up, and Danny writes as he speaks.

"Manipulation, isolation, conditioning, and empathy."

MICE.

Tim stares at the board, and quietly slips put his phone.

-What have I done to deserve this.

Enjoy your lessons Tim-

His head thumps against the desk. Conner leans over, gives him a pat on the shoulder but returns to taking notes as Danny goes on to explain the conditioning tactic.

[arkangelo-7]

The dichotomy of Batman and Robin is so fucking funny because on one hand you have a brooding, dramatic millennial with a rigid moral compass and a sense of extensional dread, and on the other you have an emotional support child that is somehow the literal embodiment of both sunshine and straight-up murder.

[potato-lord-but-not]

Holy Ghosts: Volume 1. Part 1.

LETTTSSS GOOOOO WE’RE ACTUALLY STARTING THIS THANGGGG WAHHOOOOO

sorry they’re so pissed off at each other we’ll get to that bittersweet friendship soon <3 well, after Noel hits bedrock ofc <3

[charowon]

Throwback to the Circe Saga

[criiitter]

storyboarding for an animatic that i don't think i'll ever finish. though i'd love to at least draw out the chorus at some point hehe :)

[andstuffsketches]

more Batgirl redraws

[prlssprfctn]

Today I am thinking about Jason, who is fresh out of his coffin, catatonic and non-verbal. His mind is in a haze and in a constant terror most of the time, and when it isn't - when he manages to ground himself, to stop imagining Joker's laughter and the phantom screech of the crowbar - he can't bring himself to speak, because there is... smoke in his lungs. A fucking soot. Rare sounds and words that escape his mouth sound like a painful, inhuman shriek.

He vividly remembers screaming his lungs out in the coffin, though, as he woke up to realise that he was buried six feet under, locked away from the rest of the world. So, maybe it was the last drop - a last attempt to use his voice.

His next tries are too painful. And when his desperate cry for Bruce - for someone to call his dad - is getting ignored, pushed aside, Jason doesn't even want to try any more. What use it would be? No one listens to him anyway.

He is as good as dead.

Oh.

He is dead.

[zarla-s]

this happened in issue 7 in my heart

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