#i heard this audio and had to do it

[keewu]

Made a silly little animatic

[forgettable-au]

They make me emotional,,,

Here's the little animatic I was working on

[tesspool]

"I dont want what you have, I want to be you."

[nappingpaperclip]

y’all we r not beating exorsexism and misogyny by calling every transmasc that pisses u off a ‘theyfab.’ Idc if they are annoying or have dumbass opinions, literally using someone’s agab as an insult is wrong and treating transmascs as annoying little afabs is deeply misogynistic and transphobic. What happened to just calling people fucking idiots

[haveihitanerve]

“I bet you wished I’d never been born at all huh?!?” 

The words were loud and harsh and hurtful. Angry and demanding and cruel. Bruce flinched away from them, from the cruel hatred, the hurt, the anger in his sons eyes. Dick’s eyes blazed with fire, but even he seemed taken aback at the pure vitriol he had just spewed.

“You don’t even love me anymore, do you?” He added bitterly, and Bruce felt something inside him, probably his heart, crumble, as Dick’s shoulders slumped. He had given up. Given up on them, on this, on Bruce. And, well… Bruce couldn’t blame him.

“I-” But their screams had attracted attention. Dick went down. “NIGHTWING!” Bruce’s scream was like a gunshot itself, and the criminal fled, not before a batarang lodged in his back.

“Night, chum, baby please,” Bruce begged, cradling his son to his chest. “Oracle! Alert Agent A and Leslie. Please.” His voice broke and Barbara didn’t even answer, his fingers already clacking away, phone dialing. Bruce scooped his son into his arms, so big and yet it felt like he was only eight again, and jumped to the Batmobile, breaking at least seven laws in his rush to get home.

Dick didn’t wake for two weeks. Bruce never left his side.

When he finally opened his eyes, blinking blearily in the bright lights, he was still there, eyes closed, holding his hand. “Bruce?” Dick rasped slowly, pushing himself upright. Bruce’s eyes flew open and he was immediately pressing his son down again, grabbing a few extra pillows to help him sit upright instead.

Bruce handed him a glass of water, and his son drank it greedily, though his eyes remained on Bruce. “You’ve been… unconscious for two weeks.” Bruce said into the silence, listing the facts, his eyes focused on his feet.

“The goon that got you has been… taken care of. You should be able to move again in a few days, once Leslie looks you over and..” He was rambling. Bruce paused. Took a breath.

“I do love you, by the way.” It was the most pressing thing he needed to address. The thing he needed Dick to know. His son sat up straighter in surprise. “A- as much as I’m capable of loving anyone.” Bruce continued, kneading his hands together. “Which is… never enough.” He finally looked up, quiet. Sad. “I’m sorry.”

Dick reached for his hand, linking their fingers together. “I- I’m sorry too. I shouldn't have… said that. I- I know you love me Bruce.” He smiled, a small smile, a smile Bruce had almost forgotten existed.

His small, but truly happy smile. It had been on his face constantly when he had been younger. When he had been Robin and it had been just the two of them. When Bruce had been a good father.

“I was just…” He sighed in frustration, running a hand through his hair. “Its hard B. It is. This. Us. Its hard. But I- but I want to keep this. Us. I want us Bruce. You struggle with stuff, and so do I. But… I love you. And… and you love me. And well,” He shrugged helplessly.

“What more can you ask for right?”

“A better father.” Bruce murmured quietly. Dick shrugged again.

“I don't get to choose that. Neither do you. And… you’re not perfect Bruce,” He smiled teasingly. “But neither am I. And, well,” He laughed, squeezing Bruce’s hand with his own.

“I never needed a perfect father. I just needed you.” 

[grimalditeuthis]

oh the tragedy of a podcast character with a daughter..............

[st4rstudent]

A battle in the basement

[escapedaudios]

I used to live with a mf named David Shaw for like a year (an old friend of my dad's that he rented our spare room to) and that is just the most random ultra specific name ever so every time I hear people mention David Shaw the boyfriend asmr character I have to adjust my brain.

[tuituipupu]

some people beg for me to stop, some people beg for links 👀

i've seen some people looking for the links, so here is a little masterpost (that may grow bik bik in time at his rate,) for ur convenience

as of 05/06/24 ~ 3 clips, a grand total of 2 mins 1 sec.

og completion compilation (audio only) --- 40 secs.

compilation 2 electric boogaloo (kot kot visualiser) --- 1:08 mins.

tour bus am. visualiser --- 13 secs.

hopefully this makes it easier for those searching 🙏💕

if u have any ideas for audio, lmk but you can't anon it so bear in mind 🤓☝

enjoy ⭐💋

[charlotte-family-apologist]

*drops this on you and runs away as if I haven’t posted art in almost a month*

Happy pride month to Johnny’s lovers‼️🏳️‍🌈

[halfhissandwich]

This was the Max Stirner monologue from Patton’s perspective

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

thank you WH update for confirming that Wally breathes. i really thought he didnt <3

[icedlava1]

Dante and Vergil texting be like:

Audio from Moshpitjones3001 on insta/tiktok

[faynke]

Should he run over that FBI dog?

[stormbreaker-290]

@bumble-the-sun-bee y oull never guess who :3

(close up under the cut <3)

[crescentfool]

grocery boy (a splatoon oc animatic)

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