#behind the bars
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
littlepawz · 7 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
Cutest new neighbour :)
177 notes · View notes
starry-songs-canvas · 6 months ago
Text
Take Care of Him
The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.
Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.  
(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right?  So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)
“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!”  Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.
“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.”  Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.
Danny snorted.  “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”
They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.
“Is he safe?  Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.
“…We keep each other safe.  And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”
“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.”  Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier.  It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny.  Or anyone else involved.
Danny shook his head.  “Nah.  He’s… moved on.  And with how crazy my after-life is?  I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier.  I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”
Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position.  “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me?  Better to let dead dogs lie.”
Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.
“Just, take care of him, Kay?  Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!”  He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.
Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”
Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane.  He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.
2K notes · View notes
karmhantra · 2 years ago
Photo
Tumblr media
Les choses que nous aimons vraiment demeurent à jamais encloses dans notre cœur, aussi longtemps qu'il nous reste un souffle de vie.
Joséphine Baker
0 notes
tetragonia · 27 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
416 notes · View notes
auspicioustidings · 2 months ago
Text
You leave your favourite jumper behind in a bar. You're inconsolable about it tbh, it's not anything expensive or unique but you've had the thing for years. It was falling apart but it has so many memories y'know? You go in the next night but there's no sign of it, totally lost to some randomer probably taking it home.
The randomer in question is one Kyle Garrick who isn't too sure why he's wearing this jumper that smells delightful under the alcoholic tang clinging to it. Soap thinks so too if the fact he's snoring away with his face buried in it is any indication. Good thing there's a scrawled name of the label so they have a starting point at least to start hunting down who they are both sure is going to be the delightful filling to their sandwich.
479 notes · View notes
trashworldblog · 2 years ago
Text
i love that mystery files is taking this tumblr post to heart
Tumblr media
4K notes · View notes
olympain · 7 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Don't laugh!
716 notes · View notes
hotchs-big-hands · 7 months ago
Text
Pics of Aaron that have me chewing on the bars of my enclosure
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
587 notes · View notes
clownowo · 2 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
i think people don't think hard enough about the state of the ace attorney family tree
bonus worse version with fanon in it and looser definitions of "dubiously canon" because i think its fun:
Tumblr media
286 notes · View notes
wormnamedwax · 1 month ago
Text
Tumblr media
Batgirl Secret Files and Origins (2002) #01
hey so starting the comic like this is EVIL
304 notes · View notes
quehecke · 6 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
free my goat he's innocent (hes not)
475 notes · View notes
zillychu · 6 months ago
Text
Tumblr media
i wasn't immediately given access to beta read a fanfic and i panicked
500 notes · View notes
hypewinter · 7 months ago
Text
Dash didn't know what to make of being reincarnated as a hero but he figured this was somehow punishment for making Danny's life hell back in the day. Regardless, he swore he wouldn't squander this chance. He was going to be the nicest, more personable superhero on the block.
775 notes · View notes
littlefireling · 15 days ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
For @lucienweekofficial Day 7 - AU
✨Partners in crime✨ Barbie meme but with an Elucien twist 🤭
** Though I lowkey think they’d both be Barbie in this situation lmao**
What court do you think would book them?
Art by: @yukkue
Commissioned by me
Tysm! This was my first commission and you were so kind and fun to work with ^^
P.S. I don’t actually think Spring court would book them lmao, I just picked a random court 😭
Tumblr media
** Reposts are okay with proper credit**
216 notes · View notes
deltastorm101 · 9 months ago
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Alan Wake 2 — A Love Letter | Development Diary
774 notes · View notes
ghostisun · 3 months ago
Text
pronebone with dewther—
aether taking dewdrop apart while pressing him flushed on the bed, leaving his pretty little tits and leaking cock to be rubbed raw against the soft sheets. dew’s crying because of course he is—somehow, since the shift, only aether can push him into the brink of weeping ecstasy, until his mouth is babbling nonsense because he’s been fucked to the point of incoherence; his mind now a fragmented battlefield, splintering, full of nothing but his worship to aether.
dewdrop feels smaller like this—his body pinned down by aether’s bulk. he can’t lash out, can’t fight back; aether drills and drills and drills, and the only thing dew can do is take it, slicked hole opening up for aether’s girth, swallowing him down until it feels like the wide cockhead is hitting the back of his throat.
aether croons to him; trills how dewdrop is so beautiful like this, all pliant and crying and helpless. it makes dew snarl, flames flickering awake again, but aether snuffs it out with candied words and gentle hands, and his cock bullying itself so deep in dewdrop that it makes dew’s leaking cock squirt. tiny sprays, his throat scrubbed ragged with another broken yell.
satanas, what a pretty firefly this one is.
240 notes · View notes