#good titus

[garbria]

Have a little DrauCorNyx whump

Titus barely registered the resistance as he barrelled through the front door, Cor on his heels. This had to be where they were keeping Nyx, and he wasn’t stopping until he found him. Two of the terrorists jumped out at them as they entered, but they didn’t even get to aim their guns before Cor and Titus cut them down. Titus didn’t even slow down, just kept going. They’d had Nyx for too long. Who knew what they were doing to him?

The house was small, and it didn’t take them long to clear the first floor, then the second. Nothing, just the dead bodies of the assholes who had taken Nyx. Titus prowled the house, looking for what they missed as Cor was on his phone.

Nyx *had* to be here. They’d traced the van to this location, and it hadn’t left. He was stalking down the main hall again when he stopped. The floor made a suspicious noise.

“Cor!” Titus called out as he kicked aside the rug to expose a trap door into some kind of cellar.

Cor was behind him in seconds as Titus pulled open the door and dropped down. Two men stood over a body on the ground and another one was leaning over him, hands fisted in his clothes.

Nyx! Without registering the distance between, Titus was there, wrapping his hands around the man’s arms and pulling him away from Nyx. He tossed him in the direction of the wall, and distantly registered the sound of a crunch as he hit. Then, he banished it from his mind as he fell to his knees next to Nyx.

Nyx’s hands and feet were tied, his hair and clothes mussed. He had a cut on his lip and bruising around his eye, but what caught Titus’ attention was the wild look in those eyes. There was no recognition as Nyx looked at him. What had they done to him?

“Nyx, Nyx, it’s me. It’s Titus.” Titus kept his voice soft and his movements slow even as all his instincts were telling him to pull Nyx into his arms. The fear in Nyx’s face stopped him.

Nyx whimpered, shaking his head and backing up into the wall. He winced as he moved, but he didn’t stop until he was pressed against the wall. His eyes were wide as he stared at Titus.

Titus clenched his fists as he realized Nyx was trembling, either with pain or fear. He made a noise in the back of his throat as he saw tears spill down Nyx’s cheeks.

He made himself relax his fists. “Nyx, it’s alright. You’re safe now. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

He felt Cor’s presence as he crouched down next to Titus. “We’ve got you, Nyx. We’re here.”

Nyx’s eyes flickered between Cor and Titus, but he just pressed himself harder into the wall. “No, no, no, no, no, no.” He closed his eyes and repeated that word as a mantra.

“Nyx!” Titus reached out to Nyx, but backed off when Nyx whimpered, jerking away from the touch and closing his eyes tighter, despite the tears leaking down his face.

“Nyx, I’m going to untie you, okay? You’re safe, no one’s going to hurt you anymore.” Titus kept his voice soothing and his movements slow as he cut the ropes with a dagger. Nyx didn’t move, but his trembling got stronger.

As soon as Nyx was free, he curled in on himself, pulling his knees to his chest despite the hiss of pain the movement caused. His shoulders shook as he cried, face pressed into his knees.

Titus couldn’t take it anymore. He scooted closer and pulled Nyx into his chest, wrapping his arms around him. Nyx pushed weakly against Titus, but Titus held on.

“You’re safe, Nyx. Those bastards can’t touch you anymore. We won’t let them.”

Cor kneeled on the other side of Nyx, rubbing circles into his back. “We’re here, we’ve got you.”

Titus could feel Nyx trembling in his arms and he hated it. What could they have done to make Nyx react like this?

“Ti? Cor?” Nyx’s voice was so soft and tentative, Titus nearly missed it. 

“Yes, yes, it’s us. Nyx,” Titus murmured into Nyx’s hair. “We’ve got you,” Cor added as he moved closer.

Nyx sobbed and pressed himself into Titus’ chest. Titus’ arms tightened around him, and Cor crowded against Nyx, practically draping himself over Nyx. They held Nyx as Nyx sobbed like his heart was broken.

Eventually, Nyx’s sobs slowed. This time when he pulled away, Titus let go, using one of his hands to gently wipe tears away on the unbruised side of Nyx’s face.

“Back with us, love?” Cor asked, arms around Nyx’s waist.

Nyx smiled at them, watery but genuine. “Yeah.”

“Let’s get you to the hospital, then.” Titus looked at Cor and together they pulled Nyx up.

Nyx made a face but didn’t argue as they ushered him into the waiting ambulance outside.

[spicy-apple-pie]

Damian: Next time? :3

Commission Info / Kofi

[bloopy-writes]

I AM NOW OBSESSED WITH THE IDEA OF TIM AND DAMIAN DRIVING FROM CITY TO CITY WITH TITUS AND GETTING INTO SHENANIGANS LIKE THE SCOOBY GANG AND HAVING TO SOLVE STUPID MYSTERIES IN EACH NEW CITY

PLEASE IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES

IT WOULD BE GLORIOUS

Tim would be tryna set all sorts of dumb traps and Damian is like “it’s so obvious it’s the underpaid teacher” and they keep a tally of who’s right and whoever is right gets to pick the next city

Also just imagine Damian being called a “meddling kid” Tim would have to hold him back from punching someone

Somehow their adventures lead to them becoming honorary mayors in several towns, getting several keys to cities, and having 5 restaurants and diners named after them, and on one honorable occasion a town made a statue of Titus to commemorate him

[ughidontevenknowwww]

Hello Warhammer fandom

[chewingbatmanlikeasqueakytoy]

Particularly obsessed with the meet cute idea of a Titus who, like Cujo, refused to pass on after death and finds Danny. Danny then helps Titus find what the dog is looking for which turns out to be Damian, so Damian gets to keep Titus forever

[mossymandibles]

Okay I know I drew them as teens in this post but then I kind of wanted to revise, especially since I’ve changed Kraw’s hair and such lol.

First pic is baby Titus at about 6-7, second pic is them at around 11 and 9, havin a lunch break.

Last pic Titus is 17 and Kraw is 15, about the time they’d meet Jago.

I’ve been wanting to draw more of Titus and his design needed some work T-T

[rebouks]

Previous // Next

Keith: You have another headache? Levi: [grunts] I’m fine. Keith: If you didn’t spend so much time rotting your brain in front of the television, you’d-… Levi: I said I’m fine!

…

Tiffany: The fridge is still broken-.. what’s the point in mopping? Levi: ‘Cause I’m sick of getting my socks wet. Nadia: Levi! Piano. Levi: The tutor isn’t even here yet. Nadia: I don’t want to hear her complain about your lack of progress again today... It’s like you want to waste everyone’s time.

…

Aster: Are they not done yet? Levi: I don’t know, man.. they do this shit for hours. Penny: Why do you have to be so boring; would it kill you to be in one photo? Levi: You don’t even want me on your simsta! Penny: That’s not true! I just want to airbrush you a little bit first-.. please? Levi: [sighs] Fine.

…

Penny: You know I love you, right..? Levi: Uh-huh… Lauren: What’ve I told you about being here?! GET OUT! Phillip: Are you deaf? Levi: No, sir. Phillip: Then how about you use this instead of that and remember what I told you? There isn’t a third strike, Levi. Can your tiny, one-track brain comprehend that? [Levi nods] Phillip: Good, now get the hell out of my house.

…

Levi: Guess I’ll fix it myself… Tiffany: Should you be doing that with all this water on the floor? Levi: Like you care. Tiffany: [scoffs] I saw your girlfriend last week, guess who she was with? Levi: Blah, blah, blah. Tiffany: Of course you-.. dad! I fixed the fridge! Keith: Ah, you beat me to it. Good job, sweetie! Keith: See, Levi-.. initiative! You could learn a thing or two from your sister. Levi: Uh-huh…

[lore-pls]

Are we not meant to find all of this kinda horny?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

In Stars and Disco

(Disco side of the swap)

[lemon-russ]

Have more wiggly Titus. This one how he likes to be best- helmetless and exposed to bullets ✨

[fatedroses]

Lucius and Titus yae Galvus

aka the 8'2" standard bearer puppy of a man and the 6'0" stoic machinist younger brother, or the sons of emet who are his spitting images in two different ways.

[dolorianwolf]

It’s three in the morning and I. Yeah

[spicy-apple-pie]

Bruce really doesn’t think about the consequences of getting a GREAT DANE for Damian until it comes time to bath him. Because Damian is only a few inches taller than Titus at this point.

Damian insists on doing it himself and Bruce is kinda bummed because he kinda wanted to bond with him over this, but is proud Damian is taking responsibility.

An hour later Damian is standing in front of his desk reeking of wet dog and soaked to the bone. “Father, I need help.” He says in the most tired voice Bruce’s ever heard from him.

By the end of it, they’re both sopping wet, covered in dog shampoo, and utterly exhausted. Alfred takes pity on them and doesn’t make them clean the bathroom too.

[iidsch]

how is Jean Vicquemare the third most popular character in the fandom btw. there are like 3 characters that I'd expect to be more popular than him and yet he's the only character I've seen besides Kim and Harry

[b4kuch1n]

and the storm he was driving/washed it away/in the eye there was a silence

[banefort]

LARYS NATION GET UPPPPP