#cauz.

[maukiki1]

Scene from the Legend Of The Microns/Armada video game where starscream walks out of a fire except i (redrew?) it as galaxy force starscream

Put redrew with a question mark bcs i feel like i made it a little too different so its more like inspired ig. Whatever it doesnt matter heres the scene in questiin

[beolh]

sskk based on the now famous dream tiger by govy9807

[gammija]

joking aside, while jonny, alex and tim fearon are all credited as [ERROR], the casting image clearly has different garbled text for all of them. So it seems like [ERROR] is something like a status condition, though how exactly you get it... dimension-hopping? avatarhood? being a computer and/or tape recorder? who knows

[chwylaven]

Wormcat wormcat wormcat incoming

The song Lemon Boy by cavetown fits really well with them pls

[smokin9-box]

Yasss finally finished this, can you believe it? Took me the entire week but hey.

And was the first time drawing jax so that was fun

Tho I wasn't sure how to finish it

[littlemoonglow]

Warning: Long post?

—

Jason did not expect his ghost form to feel…like this.

(Oh, dealing with his body randomly phasing through the ground and smacking his face onto hard concrete was not fun, but Jason dealt with that just like with every other hurdle in his life. By being more stubborn than the problem itself.)

It felt like something… settled into place. That was the best way he could describe it.

He felt as if spite and anger were finally not the only things keeping him awake and running. 

He felt calm, almost. Stable, at least. Whatever pent up energy that was stuck in his chest cavity now flowed freely throughout his body, redistributed, instinctually easier to manage.

It's almost like he could breathe a little bit easier.

(After much… ranting that Jason decided to ignore for his own sanity, Danny said that his case ectoplasmic corruption was probably due to the fact that Death, as a concept, doesn’t let go of things easily, time shenanigans notwithstanding.)

(Becoming a half-ghost was seemingly the only working compromise.)

—

Danny once told him that broad strokes of a ghost’s personality could be guessed by looking at their physical appearance. 

Despite the cool powers, this was a slight downside. Jason dealing with the filth of the Earth meant that being to hide his emotions and who he is was kind of important. Life saving, even.

He realized later on that his ghost form was way too easy to read.

—

He looked at his arms covered in bandages, and got reminded of the amount of times he had to patch himself up in the last month.

His jacket was ripped in place he knew that would have been sewn together when he was a living breathing human (well, as much as he could be).

He always looked slightly on fire?

(Danny told him it's probably related to his... core?)

(He know he died in an explosion but really?)

And then, there was his… veil? Shroud? Cloak?

It looked really nice.

But on the other hand…

It drooped when he felt under the weather. It flicked and thrashed around when he’s either irritated or barely holding back his urge to headshot someone.

And—

(No Danny, my cloak was not fucking wagging when you brought me fresh ectoplasm last week, you’ll have to get your goddamn eyes checked—)

He'll deny it until the day he dies (a second time).

And then his cloak could sometimes just…grow bigger. He figured that it acted as an extension of his own body, and had a nice add-on of allowing him to sense things he couldn't see. Hell, he could even make a hand out of it (wacking Danny with it - gently - never gets old). Jason had to also admit it looked cool, with the wispy bits and with one of its sides becoming a bright yellow.

(It reminded him a bit of his time as Robin.)

—

Being a ghost had a lotta perks.

Dealing with targets was so much easier when no one could see you. Inflitration was so much simpler when walls became optional. Cameras will glitch out when he's around, he left no traces visible to the naked eye and, combined with his training, to say that it was useful would be an understatement.

But, sometimes, he feels like he’s changing as well the more he transforms. Not drastically, but enough for him to look back and notice.

He usually was someone who prided on being efficient and straight to the point.

But now he’s starting to… have fun.

He started using his claws whenever he could. Don't het him wrong, he still uses his guns plenty, but there was just something deeply satisfying about vaulting over things, scaling a wall or crawling on the ceiling with bare hands. 

(Punching people is still the most satisfying by far, though.)

That one time hunting down the Joker wannabes was fun too.

(Danny said he’d get along great with Skulker? Did Jason want to find out? No.)

Fading in and out of invisibility, he picked them off one by one, watching as panic and dread slowly but surely creeped up on the remaining ones.

(After all, he has no respect for those trying to emulate the dead clown.)

—

(Yeah, the Joker was dead.)

(Surprisingly, that has not been a good day.)

—

One of the favorite things he liked to do was rooftop parkour. The… bendability of gravity is… fun, not gonna lie.

(Not flying though. Jason is used to having feet in regular contact with solid ground, thank you very much. No offense, Danny.)

But he gets why ghosts love to fly. When he’s jumping from rooftop to rooftop in Gotham in the at night, watching the city light fly by, cloak spread behind him, it’s as if nothing else matters. 

(No Joker, no petty criminals to beat up, no avoiding the Bats so they don’t find out about his existence—)

He can just enjoy, even just for a little bit.

—

(Somehow the Demon Brat and Orphan could sense him. Will keep and eyes on those two, and also the more reasons to avoid them.)

(The real problem was the new Bat in town. Bruce, what the fuck, another one? Again?)

(The yellow one, Signal. No time to check his profile yet, but probably a meta or something.)

(First night out and the guy almost managed to actually fucking see him —looked at him straight in the eyes and all, then did a double take. Jason never phased into the pavement so fast in his entire fucking life.)

(And so far no Bats on his cloak tails yet.)

(He did help the guy incognito, just a couple of times.) 

(And he also did steal his escrima sticks for fun, and once the guy went out looking for them, he’d put them right back where they were.)

(Turns out, he discovered later, that being a little shit runs in the ghost community.)

—

(Sometimes he also wonders what happened to Danny before they met.)

(He wasn't a Gothamite, that was obvious. He doesn’t pry, but it doesn’t take a lot to piece two and two together.)

(He just wonders who he has to kill this time.)

—

(Jason could not believe he forgot and underestimated just how fucking persistent every single one of the Bats could be. Of course it had to run in the family.)

He gazed down, thought the agony, at the gaping wound under his right armpit.

(The Bats have been chasing him relentlessly for a while now. He got more injuries than he can count, especially from Bruce.)

(They know. Oh, they know.)

(It didn’t go well.)

(He knows the others are there surrounding him to prevent him from escaping, he knows that Dick is right behind him, but at the moment he couldn’t care less.)

It has been a long time since the last time he got shot.

(It felt like someone set his right side on fire.) 

What was flowing out in abundance was a neon, toxic green.

(The Pit Waters, ectoplasm, he didn’t even know that he could fucking bleed in ghost form—)

(Danny—)

He looked back up at Batman, holding a (frankly) ugly gun, white casing and highlights in the same shade of toxic green. 

(A gun that Danny warned him about. And everything behind it.)

Jason felt something in him... snap.

(Why did it have to be you, Bruce.) 

His mouth opened—

(waitsincewhenhecoulddothatthroughtthe mask—) 

(Jason could see the billows of neon green smoke—)

(He couldn’t see Bruce’s expression.)

(Every. Single. Goddamn. Time.)

— and wailed.

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I am genuinely delighted that my last post got that much attention! Thank you so much, to all who liked, rebblogged and commented, it really does mean the most. 💕

This AU may be continued? No guarantees, tho.

For those interested: Part 01

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[anqlicdoe]

People who write/draw Will Graham as this shy, small and submissive guy have actually not watch the show cause your telling me that this old greasy ass man who hasn't showered in like 2 weeks wears a maid dress and likes to be called puppy??

[thornsnvultures]

Eddie needed a new bed. This tiny full sized was fine when he was single, but now that you were practically living at the trailer with him things were getting tight.

It was late when you got in. The long shift you worked today kicked your ass but you were grateful for the hours. Right now you needed out of your shoes and uniform and into Eddie's cozy bed.

You didn't bother with the lamp on his bedside table, not wanting him to stir if you could avoid it. Wayne was gone for the night so you striped down in Eddie's room, tossing your things in his hamper before heading to the shower to wash off your day.

Feeling refreshed and sleepy as hell, you lotioned up and threw on the night shirt you kept in Eddie's dresser for nights like these. As you got ready for bed you couldn't help but watch him as he slept peacefully. His chest rising and falling, bare and exposed to the balmy night air. The light snore rumbling from him might've bothered you once but it only reminded you of a softly purring cat. Maybe a distant thunderstorm. Wayne called it a racket, but you'd told him people in glass houses shouldn't throw..bricks

You smiled to yourself as you checked your alarm was set and finally climbed into bed facing Eddie. Feeling the dip in the springs, a half asleep Eddie reached out to pull you closer into his chest. With one arm around your waist and the other under your head, Eddie mumbled something you could barely catch.

"What's that, love," you whisper back.

"You didn't bring the sandwiches. I need two sandwiches."

You could hear the pout in his sleepyvoice and couldn't help the giggle that bubbled up.

"Sandwiches? You told me earlier that Wayne made taquitos." You thought back to the call you made on your last break at work. When Eddie told you that Wayne would leave some of their dinner in a casserole dish for you to heat up if you wanted it.

"Need my sandwiches. Meat. Picnic," Eddie mumbled into your hair before dozing off, softly snoring once again.

"Of course," you giggle under your breath. "Next time I'll bring the sandwiches. My bad, baby." Smiling, you press a kiss to Eddie's chest, his heart a calming rhythm under your cheek.

[gigglylover1]

Oi :> if u are able to ofc, plz draw Amethyst tickling both you and me with tickle venom tentacles 😅 I have both Amethyst's and my oc posted somewhere on my Tumblr :> U dont have to do this if u dont wanna! Dont stress urself out, and take ur time :>

Haii! :D

I used the normal amethyst reference- anyways- I got a mood malfunction again-

For the next 2-3 art posts I am in, I would still have the purple blush because WOW THE VENOM WAS SO MUCH THAT IT APPEARED ON THE PAPER-

Have a good lee mood ya little ticklish t-wordish puppy:>

[alteredsu]

I re-blonded my hair and cut my bangs 💛

[xxxcoffinz-aeztheticzxxx]

Tv Zeriez Teacherz moodboardz!! (Tw: Cigarettez, general imagery of death, antz, and teeth)

(Zorry theze took zo long lol 0_0)

[hejustwontdie]

waz originally gonna add a doodle of hacker cauze I’m really insane about this au/hc me and my friend Romeo made abt pg show Hacker being friendz w/ Ticci Toby and their oc Jayus

so yh now I have pg show verz of both of em,, :3

[mangomoths]

my stuff for koriweek

[maukiki1]

do NOT the tithi🙅

Ah hel naw they done yoğurmak my boy

-drew this a while ago forgor to post it :P

[hnbka]

shows don't have to be marketed as queer. in fact, please surprise me

[happyvoltz]

troy and tracy