#i love this man so much you have no idea

[kheprriverse]

It's Hero-posting hour! Also me doing some loftwing practice. -> Hero's reference image

I don't have a whole lot special to say this time other than I'm just doing silly practice doodles while I figure him out. How I wanna write him, certain events, etc.

Full rez on kofi here, for those who wanna decipher my garbage handwriting or see some details that tumblr may or may not chew up.

[offbrandhand]

As soon as this man understands the concept of feelings he’s such a simp.

[wicker-dragoon]

That One Wolfwood Clear File

Redrew that one Woo woo clear file as 98'/Trimax Woowoo

[madridismodelcorazon4ever]

Chu Wanning is the epitome of If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

[siennaditbot]

Just found out that the characters in Genshin have different walking sounds

How?

Cyno. Man's running around barefoot and made me laugh.

I want to get him so bad but I'll have to do with his quest thingy for now T_T

[lizandreil]

do you ever think about david waymack being the only healthy parental figure neil ever had and cry? coz i do it ever day.

[mirikiro-san]

This man is rotting my brain from the inside out I’m not okay.

Brian Pasternack my beloved

[whim-zii]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MUGIII!!💙

[pearl-blue-musings]

Why yes I am thinking about alhaitham and how he should absolutely fuck the stress out of me why do you ask

[justanintrovertedweirdo]

Fancy man

Wuh oh

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Trapped in a vicious cycle of pining? Try gay sex! (More things to learn over at Tiger Tiger!)

[ashtonisvibing]

"yeah, i'm not really one for simping over characters"

someone: draws jackieboy man hot as hell (which is honestly 99% of the time tbh)

"AWOOGA AWOOGA [runs around the room barking and going feral style]"

[kimtaegis]

JIN HUGS JIN HUGS! for @jinstronaut ♡

cr. namuspromised, dwellingsouls, 0613data

[riinchu]

GABRIEL IN A DRESS ART DUMP!!!!! 🚨

Hey everyone sorry for not posting is been too long!! ANYWAYS here’s all of the Gabriel + v1 drawings i have drawn while being gone! ✨

I’ll be more active from now on i SWEAR! (I have drawn a lot more but i cant fit it within this post so ill make a part 2)

They are in order from the oldest to newest!

Someone posted this very cool bloody weeding outfits so i had to draw these two in them!

I had to draw this dress because it looks very similar to a dress we all know super well :3

I HAD TO DRAW HIM IN THIS RED ONE ITS SO PRETTY AAAA

Made this drawing because of the shoes believe it or not. But obviously that not what people focused on lol

I absolutely love the way this drawing came out. Tbh i think it’s my best outfit i have drawn him in!!

Heres Gabriel in a night gown talking with his boyfriend :3

And here’s the latest drawing i have made so far! I know hes not wearing a dress but i mean come on he looks gorgeous :3

Thank you for looking at my hyper fixation and i hope you will enjoy my future stuff ❤️

[nocek]

Is it a stupid idea? Yes. Did I have to go overboard and animate it? No.

But I had to and I'm not sorry ;P

[starry-bi-sky]

Unpleasant Revelations - DPxDC Ficlet Idea for the Stillborn Au

"Have you met my youngest, Damian, Mr. Masters?"

Its only from twenty years of long, hard experience and practice that Vlad doesn't increase the room temperature from 'borderline uncomfortably cool' to 'unbearably hot' the moment Bruce Wayne pulls his youngest and "only" biological son out in front of him.

He puts only in quotations because twelve year old Damian Wayne looks scarily, uncannily like one Daniel Brown. Jack and Maddie's foster son, second victim of their foolishness, and only other halfa in existence. Second only to him.

It's nauseating how similar they look. From the scowl and terrible glare on the young boy's face, to his brown skin -- which was only a few shades lighter than Daniel's, the shape of his nose, and even the strange winged edge of his eyebrow. Something that Vlad has long since come to find endearing on the child he considered a son of his own. The only difference was that Damian had dark, sharp green eyes.

Daniel's eyes were blue. The same glacier shade as his father's, who stood behind Damian with a proud, oafish smile on his visage.

It was infuriating how similar they look. Vlad might not have rapidly swung the room temperature from one extreme to the other, but he can't stop himself from letting the fury burning within his core from slipping out and raising the temperature up a few degrees.

Because it really only meant one thing.

Damian Wayne and Daniel Brown were related.

Damian Wayne and Daniel Brown were brothers.

Standing in front of him, it was clear as day. He can already picture a phantom image of Daniel standing beside Damian, the same scowl written on his face, the same glare carved into his eyes. The only difference being the dark, exhausted circles beneath them that seemed to be permanently painted onto his skin. The only thing missing being the permanent loneliness and vigilance permeating his being like a scar.

This, if revealed, would be enough to ruin Bruce Wayne's reputation. Or, at the very least, darken it quite a bit. The great philanthropist Bruce Wayne with another secret blood child? One related to his youngest? One that had been put into foster care? Seemingly thrown away?

It would be a firestorm.

One that Vlad is not keen on starting.

It would ruin Bruce Wayne's reputation, yes. But it would hurt Daniel in the process -- the harassment he would face alone might just be enough to break that fragile child completely. That was just not something he could allow. Or, even worse, bring him into his biological father's care and custody -- something Vlad was even less willing to allow.

It's not out of kindness to Wayne that Vlad will keep mum about this.

His grip on his champagne flute tightens, just a bit. He's still aware enough of the world around him to not let it shatter in his hands. His plastered, pleasant smile tightens around the corners, and he forces his focus to slide from Damian to Wayne.

"The resemblance is uncanny, Mister Wayne." He says, slanting his smile to the side slyly. Although he's not talking about the resemblance between Wayne and his son. Rage simmers beneath his skin, burning coal and embers in the core of his chest, nestled between his lungs, as he meets the man's eyes.

Wayne swaggles his head proudly, his ditzy smile widening as he squeezes his son's shoulder affectionately. Bastard, Vlad wants to spit.

He breathes in through his nose, and exhales out through his mouth. The champagne in his hand cools, and stops its unusual bubbling.

The Damian boy scoffs under his breath, his mouth still coiled upward into a scowl. With the revelation of his blood relation to Daniel evident, Vlad's not sure if he should find it endearing or not.

He is not Daniel, so he decides that it's just simply irritating. He decides to ignore it.

"And you said he was your only biological son?" He asks, voice lilting and head tilting. He knows its a suspicious question at worst, insulting at best. But considering Wayne's past proclivities, he can hardly call it an unexpected question.

Damian puffs in great offense, face twisting angrily. It reminds him of Daniel when Vlad insisted that he was wrong about something or other, and for a moment his heart swells, fond.

But this is not his child, and so the feeling quickly crashes and burns, simmering back into rage. This was not Daniel -- this was his replacement. A replacement that Wayne was free to keep.

Wayne chuckles, idiotically, as if he'd said some funny joke. Vlad's other hand, the one gripping his cane -- something he's required ever since he was dispatched from the hospital all those lonely years ago -- tightens instead. He grinds his teeth -- him and Jack Fenton would get along like a house on fire, he hates it.

"I can understand why you'd ask that, Mister Masters," Wayne says, squeezing Damian's shoulder again, "but yes, Damian is my only biological son. Although that doesn't mean I don't love my other children any less."

Bastard.

For all his posturing and flouncing about caring for his city and his children, Vlad never would have thought the Prince of Gotham capable of abandoning one of them.

But, well.

They all have their dark secrets.

And what one man throws away, another man picks up. If Bruce Wayne didn't want the treasure child that was Daniel Brown, then Vlad Masters was more than happy to take him instead.

"I see."