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[acmewire]

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[chickenoptyrx]

Skrunkly nugget Raditz.

[phoenixcatch7]

The Wayne doll house

Have some haunted doll au, since it's been bubbling away in my mind.

The bat cave is large and sprawling, many layers and tunnels and hollowed out cracks in the walls. It takes many years to fully reinforce to prevent stray kids from tripping into stagnant waters or fall down crags as he once did. The doll cave, as it becomes known, is in one of the deepest, darkest corners, one where the lights of the furnished caverns above don't reach.

It's one late night sitting at the computer when it suddenly occurs to Bruce that his first encounter with a doll was at the well entrance, many levels above.

There was nothing there when he went back.

-

The justice league stared at the subaru. The subaru, having no eyes, did not stare back.

The seven of them had just finished a very long, arduous mission, and narrowly escaped government censure after the base they'd been raiding had turned out to belong to some corrupt official. With the alert up, they couldn't escape through city airspace, or even in their hero suits.

So civilian it was.

Batman had hotwired some bloke's car while the rest of them ducked into alleys and shop bathrooms, but the problem remained. There was seven of them. And five seats.

"I can shift into something more suitable for being carried," suggested j'onn, "but I believe one of us might have to hide."

"Foot well?" Hal tried, and everyone looked around at the tall, bulky, broad heroes.

"Think they'd have to go in the boot," Barry finally said. Everyone immediately turned to him. "No."

Batman spoke up before the discussion could devolve.

"I think.... I would be best for that."

The team stared.

"Batsy?"

Having no lungs meant he could not drag in the tired sigh he wished, but whatever force allowed this body to talk was capable of approximating something suitably resigned.

"As I am, I am... incapable of fully passing as human. It would be best if I remained out of sight."

"So just? Go change? I swear we won't be weird about whoever you are under the mask. Even if you're like, bald."

"Thank you, Wally, but I'm afraid I'm being serious." Reaching for the mask in broad daylight was unpleasant, but the glue and wires held as he gave it a few thorough tugs. "It doesn't detach."

Everyone stared. Clark reached out as if he wanted to check, but withdrew.

"Do you even have a civilian identity??" Oliver eventually asked. "Because at this point I'm genuinely not sure."

Wayne Enterprises and Queen Industries had a meeting that same evening. "Hn."

"Can we go back to the 'incapable of passing as human' part?!"

"We can discuss it in the car," he snapped, stalking past Barry and popping the boot. "In case you haven't forgotten, we're on a time limit."

For once, that seemed to encourage them, and batman, with great dignity, folded his joints and cape into the small space, ignoring Hal's mutter of 'what kind of contortionist -' as he slammed the lid. With a little shuffling he managed to activate his comms.

"I will inform the watchtower of our delay."

"Batman, they're tapping all outgoing signals, you can't -"

"It won't trigger," he interrupted, before he twisted his consciousness and sent it spiralling across the country.

Bruce awoke with a groan, stretching his limbs and taking a moment to marinate in his annoyance before he reached for the comm and voice modulator on the beside table.

"Batman to watchtower, we've encountered delays. If the Texan state government calls we haven't entered the state in six weeks. Batman out."

-

"Alien?"

"No."

"Reanimated corpse?"

"No."

"Uh... Demon?"

"Hm. No."

"You're not just a meta human, are you?"

"No."

"Vampire?"

"No."

"Robot??"

"No."

"Batsy, please, someone's got to win the bet eventually. How do we even know you're not lying?!"

"You don't," Batman said, not looking up from his paperwork and Flash groaned, letting his sticky notes fall to the floor as he buried his head in his arms.

"One day," he bemoaned to the keyboard, "one day we'll figure it out."

"Until then please keep your eyes on the monitors."

Flash groaned again.

-

Robin ducked under superman's arm as he scuttled down the corridor, laden with the night's haul of snacks. The real problem wasn't getting them - stopping league members from raiding the kitchen would be extremely counterproductive - but keeping them until he could return home to his human body to eat them. Batman had started searching him each time they left and it was really cutting into his daily sugar intake. Unfair! Just because he didn't actually use energy to stay up my night to fight crime, it felt like he did!!

'Oh, you're broken, Robin, oh, don't go out until the glue has fully set, Robin' his arm was fine! It wasn't like there was much crime to be fought on the watchtower anyway! At least not physically.

So he was pretty pleased with himself until he went to set the snacks down and found that the tar like glue they used had soaked through the sleeve and gotten all over his chocolates.

With his other hand, he tried to pry them off, wincing as the wrappers tore and stuck. He tried to shake it, ignoring the way his elbow rattled in the joint.

"Come on, come on - aw, cheezits."

The arm fell off. Robin stared despondently at the limb, surrounded by torn wrappers and dripping black glue where it connected to the elbow. The sour stink of formaldehyde filled the air.

He was going to be in such trouble with Bruce.

The click of the door jerked his head up.

Flash stood in the doorway, wide eyed. Robin stared back.

Flash screamed.

Oh yeah @dehydratedmockingbird have a thing

[non-un-topo]

could i please get some of nicky and joe dancing please <3?

You certainly can, my friend! <3

I may have accidentally made it a little angsty (and they look like they're not dancing rip but I promise they are)

[branch-wdk53]

Finally showed part of his actual skin, huh?

Been thinking abt these two. @uniquezombiedestiny

(I had to fight Procreate cuz it kept miscoloring stuff when exporting as a gif.)

[juha-art]

my piece for It's 3AM in a warehouse: a D20 sleepover zine! part of @d20zinejam ✨

thanks to @oxenfreetual for making it happen!

sweet dreams destiny's children<3

[linagram]

after the deed has been done.

[lifesver]

keep also thinking about a particularly fucked scene of leland getting tossed in a freezer w body parts already in it, waking up and just fucking freaking out, hyperventilating, slamming at the lid trying to get out. when he does get out there just being , bodies wrapped in plastic, freezer burned staring at him from the walls of the cold room. forcing himself to get up, think about his friends. anyway he gets really claustrophobic after that and a lot of his nightmares later are about the cold room.

[vigilskeep]

people assuming Arthur will be athletic and outdoorsy just because he's extremely tall, is that anything?

arthur's main problem is not mage oppression or single fatherhood or corypheus it's that he's tall as hell and No He Does Not Want To Ride Horses. No He Does Not Want To Go Outside. let him live. every day he has to walk up hills and hide behind tanks who come up to his shoulder

[magistralucis]

Hi sorry to bother you but I am on a bus and was killing time on tumblr as I noticed something; have you noticed that many incredible artists and writers consistently drawing/writing Orikan with a veil? And Trazyn with extra luxuriously clothed blanket burrito(with beautiful hand writing and golden paint covered hands) as necrontyr??

YOU single handedly changed the perspective of many people how these two were flesh and blood, dear. How do you feel about that?? 🥰👌😌

Hey there! I have noticed an uptick in scribe!Trazyns and veiled Orikans, tis true, but I don't think that was me as much as the fandom itself inspiring and re-inspiring each other in endless parallels 🤣 There are so many incredible artists + writers out there, making a huge output of character interpretations to choose from, and certain traits from said interpretations are bound to cycle over time. Such is the beauty of a community like this.

Still, I am very happy for (and thankful to! 💖) the people whom I know were directly inspired by Unravel. As well as the many other pieces I've kicking around in here, god knows that stuff actually needs sorting out for easy browsing sjhghghghghth

[puppyp4ws]

nooo don’t cry! fingertips gingerly tracing the scarred voids left in stretch marks, gently assuring you you’re loved entirely, ok?

[handsomethrowrug]

OOC

I once again woke up with the animatic idea that's been floating around in my head for about a week. But I'm a traditional artist, which means there's a lot of work required compared to how quickly other artists might get it out (drawing and photos and image editing and frame assembling).

[opaleyedprince]

today's dissertation i will be giving to my own brain cells is the intimacy of violence. at 4 pm

[burntheupholstery]

bg3 crew NEEDS a soiree heist fic

[victoriousfidelity]

WHERE DO YOU HOLD YOUR LOVE?

in your fingertips

your love is stored in your fingertips; it extends beyond you even when you don't mean for it to. you love through touch, a physical connection that lends you the ability to project beyond words all the things you can't say- the good things, the gentle tender ones that feel like too much to put your own name to. don't worry people understand what you mean; love looks like hands- soft despite the strength.

TAGGED BY: @hexsreality 🧡 TAGGING: @aidanwilde, @emeraldxphoenix, @othunderous, @inblueroses (for jet!), and anyone else who'd like to do it!

[woahjo]

gritting my fucking teeth. i need you shy men. oh my fucking god. freuow;HBNVejkw;BNFVCJEFODK;QFGNVIOEQWJBn vjlekqb VJEbgejkwnFIOEW'BNVHJKREW WHAT IF I BLOWED UP!