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[morallygaymwah]

Day 5 of @ppkm-week : Winter with The Sillies™ and how I imagine their winter dates go

[roppiepop]

Who’s coming to the cookout?

[bacchuschucklefuck]

january month of yuugi

[kat1nkulta]

Hi i’m reaching soo hard but.

It’s not a 1-1 match, moreso about the habits? Nervous arm clutch, leaning forward when mad, clasping hands a lot, the smug side lean. Loop shares the most similarities with Siffrin, but I like to think they picked up some habits from the party too (after all they had a looong time to memorize those😁)

[on-the-clear-blue]

Tim walking into the dining room: Oh B, i just realized, happy 5 years sober, I am really proud of you.

Bruce, small smile and sipping his tea: Thank you Tim.

Dick, looking up confused from his bowl of cereal: What? Sober? Weren't you drinking last night at the gala?

Bruce, brows furrowed: Not from alcohol, Chum.

Tim, after downing his cup of coffee: Damn you didn't know? It was cocain. B was on that booger sugar.

Bruce, making a face: Please, never call it that again.

Dick, after his brain rebooted: You...you did cocain?

Bruce sighing :Yes I did...I though you knew.

Dick, abandoning his bowl of cereal: No, no I very much didn't! How did you...like get into that?

Tim: Dick take it down a notch, please? Bruce has been clean for years.

Bruce, shaking his head: It's fine Tim, I should have been more up front with this to the others.

Dick, with his head tilted and still a bit upset: Others? You mean only Tim knew?

Bruce, nodding: He caught me taking a key from one of Penguins supply when he was Robin and forced me to confess, I went to rehab a week later.

Dick, sitting back down in a stupor: Wait...You mean the thing when you were gone for like a few months? I thought you were on a deep space mission with the league! Hell, Uncle Clark even said so!

Bruce, wincing: Y-Yes...I was in a treatment center in Sweden...Tim found them and signed me up without telling me, and had Clark take me there...

Bruce side eyeing Tim: Took my Kryptonite before doing so...and my stash.

Tim, unapologetic, shrugging: Mom used the same place when she was getting off of Quaaludes.

Bruce, shrunching his nose: Never did like downers, made it harder to think.

Dick, having a mental breakdown: So you just...did drugs? For like a while? When did this even start?

Bruce, silent for a while, moving his breakfast around for a moment: It started when I was about...16? When I was in the club scene for a bit I got wild, taking pills and such that I didn't need, it was the 80s, blow was all the rage with the youth in higher circles and...well one thing lead to another and I got hooked.

Dick, holding his head in his hands: Oh my God...Wait.. Were you actively doing drugs when you adopted me???

Bruce, groaning: Yes...Didn't it ever seem strange that sometimes I was very lively and then suddenly was practically dead an hour later before getting back to lively?

Dick, horror coming across his face: Oh my God the signs...

Tim, chuckling: B was a God damn drug fiend, practically snorted half of Columbia.

Bruce, looking scandalized: Tim! I was not that bad...

Tim staring at Bruce:

Bruce staring back:

Bruce, sighing: Fine yes it was that bad.

Dick: uninhorant screeching

Bruce, tsking: I quit a few years after taking you in Chum, I only relapsed when Jason...temporarily passed...and that was only for at most a year, Tim found me out, sent me to rehab and while I have had a few scares, I have been sober for years.

Dick: Happy for you, really but holy fuck.

Tim, snorting: It wasn't the first time I caught you B, imagine little old 10 year old me following Batman and Robin and stumbling across the Dark Knight of Gotham doing a line on a gargoyle while Robin beat the shit out of the dealers below.

Dick, agape: Really Bruce? Do you even remember that?

Bruce, Blushing: i...may have done that more than once...

Dick, crying on the inside: BRUCE?!

Jason, walking in with a smoothie: Oh what are we yelling at B for? I want in.

Dick, wildly pointing at Bruce: BATMAN DID COCAIN.

Jason, slowly taking a drag from his smoothie, before turning to Bruce: w h a t?

Bruce, hiding his face in his hands, sullenly: I trained you all better than this. Yes I did drugs, I am 5 years sober.

Jason, softly putting his smoothie down before walking over to Bruce and patting his shoulder: Proud of you for that, like actually good job, holy shit that is hard. But also WHAT THE FUCK.

Bruce, sighing hard: I thought you all knew...

Jason flopping down in a chair, counting on his fingers: Wait a God damn minute, you got on my case for smoking while doing cocain!

Bruce, dead panned: it's a gate way to much harder things.

Jason, squinting: Who are you D.A.R.E?

Tim, cackling: he was! Did a whole speech about it! Full Batman regalia and was talking about how weed is bad!

Bruce glaring lightly at Tim: It is! It can cause lung damage, a build up of black tar in the lungs and can dull your mind when you are in a tike of crisis!

Jason, rolling his eyes: B, Shut the fuck up you did cocain.

Bruce, sighing yet again: You really are not letting that go are you...

Tim, sipping his coffee: Think of it like this, there is a reason B was able to get back to fighting like a week after Bane broke his back.

Bruce, pursing his lips,: Not the time Tim.

Tim, grinning evilly: Oh no, it is very much the time, I have been waiting till the others knew...I have so many blackmail stories....and pictures

Bruce, a look of true fear on his face: Oh God no...

[1neptia]

draw this :3 mycroft optional

they're acting like nothing happened what the hell

[karamell-sweetz]

when crk and epic brainrot collides

[moookar]

[shouyuus]

sfw; jing yuan-flavored fluff for ur monday afternoon

thinking about napping with jing yuan in the inner courtyard of his private residence, the mid-afternoon sun warming your skin, a light breeze tangling the many-tendriled branches of the willow tree. shifting slightly, only to feel him tug you back into his chest --

"mmm -- where're you going?"

his voice is sleep-laced and gravely, rumbling through his chest as he nuzzles into the back of your neck.

"'m not going anywhere," you answer, sighing as you relax back into his chest. you twist to face him, reaching up to brush his too-long fringe from his eyes, like so much liquid sunlight, caught between the sleep-glazed glass of his gaze.

"good. you better not be," he chides, tugging you closer. the grass beneath you is the shade of summer-green jade, the sky above such a startling shade of blue it almost pains the eyes to look. wisps of clouds wander like forgotten daydreams across the far horizon, and sparrows flitter between the leaves of the wind-hushed trees.

"don't you have..." you tap his cheek, "official business you have to be getting to?"

he lets out a soft groan, his lashes fluttering shut.

"yanqing will take care of it."

you thump your fist lightly against his chest.

"you need to give that boy a break!"

jing yuan affects an exaggerated pout, his eyes still half-lidded and soft.

"but what about me then, little dove? don't i deserve a break too?"

you roll your eyes, "you already take too many, if you ask me."

a flash of gold, a gasp of breath, and jing yuan is hovering above you, his body caged over you, his nose inches from yours.

"and are you complaining? given that i spend all my free time with you? perhaps i ought to see you a bit less, if you're going to question my work-ethic --"

you whine, squirming, "j-jing yuan! you know that's not what i mean!"

he lets out an exaggerated scoff, "hmm... i don't know... that's what it sounds like you're asking for..."

"general..." you return with a pout of your own, glaring half-heartedly up at him. he sighs, his grip loosening as he rolls off you and pulls you into his lap in a single, fluid move. he leans his back against the tall willow tree with a soft laugh.

"what am i supposed to do with you, little dove? perhaps i'd be more effective at my work if you weren't so precariously distracting all the time."

you loop your arms around his neck with a sweet smile, batting your lashes.

"i don't know what you mean, general -- i rarely ever visit you in shen ce fu for this very reason."

jing yuan's lips tug into a smile that's somehow both sly and helpless. his eyes flashing fox-bright and lion-sharp.

"just because you're not there," he murmurs, tugging your chin closer with two fingers, shaking your head slightly as you bite back a tiny squeak --

"doesn't mean you serve as any less of a distraction..."

[anjasitdown]

Love how Denji's more self-aware than what we give him credit for

[yuwuta]

fwb with katsuki feels like an snl skit like you’ve got to be joking with him if you propose that after you two have fucked. hooking up with the boy you’ve known since you were five and then asking to keep it casual between you two is insane. he could bite you, he could threaten to tell shoto (who would pinch you), he could lace your hands together and threaten to drag you both out into heavy traffic if you don’t go out with him, he could just say “get real?” and then proceed to take a nap on top of you for the next four hours, he could flick you on the forehead, he might even cry, he could threaten to tell izuku (who would kick him), he could squish your cheeks between his palms and tell you to stop spewing nonsense, he could threaten to tell his mom (who would pinch the both of you by your ears), he could scream, he probably will bite actually. it doesn’t matter it all ends in him “talking some sense into ya since i clearly fucked your brains out” while he makes you dinner and you agree to go out on a real date tomorrow

[kindred-spirit-93]

*appears with a note saying "odypen art pls?"*

mwah!

*skidaddles*

russet potato & banana peel <3

[superbat-lmao]

Jason Todd never gets picked up by social services when Catherine dies. Instead, the alley protects its own.

Jason had spent most of his daytime hours looking after his neighbors kids. He was basically family. They paid him in meals and a shared bed when Willis would kick him out sometimes.

When people hear his Mom died, he couch surfs amongst families with small children that need supervision while their parents are at work. He manages well enough, and he rotates what families he stays with so CPS never catches wind. He’s the alley’s secret amongst working immigrant families.

It also means he knows how to deal with kids.

So when he watches one tumble off a fire escape on the roof opposite where he’s been smoking, he knows he has to check it out. Make sure the kid’s alright.

When he finally gets a good look at him, both his camera and leg are busted.

More convoluted take below the cut!

Tim, who broke his leg actually, is too little to be taking care of himself or get himself home. He needs to be looked after.

He gets the kid to Leslie, lies and says he’s watching him over the weekend and the kids parents will be back Monday, and gets the kid in a cab before figuring out where he lives.

Tim isn’t super aware of what’s going on around him since he was given something for the pain, but he knows there’s someone asking him a lot of questions. When he is more awake, the following morning after waking up on his living room couch, he realizes there’s a kid watching him.

Tim feels like hell and while he appreciates Jason taking him home, he can handle himself.

Jason snorts at him, asks if he’s ever had a broken leg or knows how to use crutches, and what he wants for breakfast.

It takes two days before Tim is willing to admit his parents won’t be home for a few months. They’re lucky school’s out or someone would have noticed Tim’s absence.

Jason becomes Tim’s babysitter, or as much of one as he can be without Tim’s parents finding out. Jason takes care of him the whole time his leg is healing. Tim teaches him to play videogames and Jason reads to him.

When Tim’s finally healed, he wants to go back out at night to chase after Batman. Jason gives him an unimpressed look, but asks if the kid wants to tag along to his babysitting gigs in the alley. He misses some of the little twerps and thinks there’s a few Tim would like.

Tim and Jason become brothers early, going from apartment to apartment looking after other people’s kids. Jason gets someone who follows him around, gives him shit, and is almost as good as wikipedia in a pinch. Tim gets someone who gives a shit about him, a social life full of people who aren’t snotty high society brats, and Jason’s special brand of aggressive caring.

What the two don’t know is that Two Face has been looking for Jason’s dad. No one had been able to rat him out when he was staying with Tim because no one knew where he was.

It takes a while, but when the wrong people figure out where Jason is, it isn’t pretty.

They interrupt him while sitting an overnighter. There’s a loud knock at the door and when Jason checks the peephole, it’s two of his Dad’s old buddies. Jason rounds up the kids, yells “just a minute!”, gives Tim a kitchen knife and tells him to sit tight and lock themselves in one of the bedrooms. Tim doesn’t hear anything after the front door opening and an initial shout. He waits 15 minutes before he’s sure the coast is clear. Then, he rounds the kids up, puts them to bed like Jason does, and heads up to the roof.

He knows Batman’s patrol routes well enough to find him and try to flag him down. Who he actually gets is Robin, who he has to explain to that Two Face took his brother. When Robin finally listens and takes the kid seriously, he radios Batman. Batman, who recognizes the neighbor kid and knows he doesn’t have a brother. By this point Tim is almost in tears of frustration trying to explain that Jason Todd is his brother but Batman also recognizes the missing kid from one of his reports and it’s enough of a corroboration that Tim gets put in the back of the Batmobile while they go to rescue Jason.

He doesn’t get to see any of the fighting and he doesn’t leave the car, but when Robin is half carrying Jason out of the building, Tim leaps out of the car to hug his brother. Jason’s got a few bruised ribs and his face is beat to hell, but it’s all something Leslie can fix.

What Leslie can’t fix is the legal fact that Jason is a missing kid, not Tim’s biological brother. Batman sits with the two, explaining how everything is going to work once they take them to the police.

Three things happen at once:

1. Jason accuses Batman of dropping kids off with traffickers. It’s why he didn’t let CPS pick him up when his Mom died.

2. Robin asks if the two will get to stay together, if they can ask Gordon not to separate them.

3. Tim says they will be doing no such thing, Mr. Wayne.

[souenkun]

I need the pokemas anniversary to come soon so we can hopefully see volo go batshit crazy again for the second time!!!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The Quest Continues...

(part 1- part 2)

[khaoala]

❝I will just root for you quietly, then.❞

FIRST KANAPHAN as KANT PATTANAWAT and KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as BISON episode 9 of THE HEART KILLERS