#the king of dogs

[jbm04]

Must be a Nona-night.

<3 Noodle

YOUNG & TRAGIC ⬤ // a sad, sad nona playlist

[king-the-pathetic]

Poor little guy. So sad, so pitiful.

Forced to go run errands while it's raining and windy.

Poor little puffball who was nearly swept away by the wind.

He sits in the stores having flashbacks to the war he fought with the wind on the way here

[sabertoothwalrus]

I wanted to revisit sock princess

[discount-supervillain]

[cammy-mcspammy]

More au images bc why not

[glasswarproject]

Recreating the Ice King Crown, from Adventure Time

[galaxywarp]

I knoW everyone’s favorite joke from this episode is the whole “someone got hit in the boingloings!” bit, but I swear to god there is something SO fucking funny to me about how Jake says “Good job. Good job The Ice King.”

[blackthewolf17]

Fallen Angel.

One in the morning and the best idea I had to take a break from drawing was to do this, I am not an intelligent person as you can understand.

[lapinelantern]

I’m me again, feels it’s been years.

[lotus-pear]

drew my beautiful wife today.....hes as beautiful as i remember

[comyetani]

the guys ever but its 2025

[deadsetobsessions]

It’s been months since he’s settled into life at Wayne Manor. It’s hilarious that they don’t think he knows about their obvious nightlife (and that’s coming from someone whose hero name was just their last name spelled differently) but they don’t know anything about his own past as a vigilante. To be fair, a dimensionally displaced Ghost King wasn’t really on the board for reasonable guesses. Danny Fenton blinked innocently at Duke, blue eyes watery and oh-so-trusting of his adopted older brother when Duke claimed that his bruising came from getting caught in Ivy’s attack on the busses today.

(“Oh my god he’s so trusting and pure what the hell?” He heard Steph whisper to Dick, who nodded emphatically.)

“Oh man, you should get some rest. You guys are seriously unlucky, you know? Do you need to go to the hospital?” Danny asked Duke, his core trilling as he allowed himself to fuss over a member of his ‘fraid.

“Nah, man. I’m good. I think I’ll take a nap and sleep it off.”

“Okay. Oh, here!” Danny fumbled for his bag, grabbing his prescribed pain meds- for his chronic pain, but they don’t actually do anything for him since his ectoplasm burns away most of it- and handed it to Duke. “Take one, and only one. Those bruises look nasty.”

And then Danny gave him the puppy dog eyes and Duke folded, because Danny knew that he wasn’t supposed to hand his meds out but these situations were kind of the reason he claimed chronic pain to being with (even if it was true and his hands shook with aftershocks).

“Thanks, Danny. I feel like death warmed over.”

Danny laughed, the opportunity to mess with the family sparking in his head. “Yeah, I’ve died before. Wouldn’t recommend it.”

With that, Danny threw Duke an easy going smile and walked towards his room, bag on his back.

From his peripherals, Danny watched Jason drop his bowl of snacks, Dick’s pale face, and the concerned and shocked look of everyone else. Except Damian, who just kind of scowled thoughtfully. Tim looked like he was going to rip Danny apart like an interesting puzzle, Cass sat up straight (and he made sure every micro expression he caught on others stayed unconcerned on his own body), and Duke froze.

He snickered- well out of regular earshot- as whispers and whispered shouts rung out after he left the room.

He can’t wait to drop the “I know you’re vigilantes” bomb on them. It’ll be hilarious.

[king-the-pathetic]

It heckin WIMDY

[discount-supervillain]

[zowylander]

@ttorisseu_vn