#welcome back Jack

[delusionaldebutante]

I know I’ve only been on Tumblr for a couple years but JACKSEPTICEYE USED TO BE ON TUMBLR??

[rowdyluv]

Jack and Seamus on the ice together had me crying I’m not even going to act like it didn’t 🥹

[claraoswalds]

The Parting of the Ways // Rogue

[special-mooon]

[brawngp2009]

okay jack... WHATEVER‼️

[sabrondabrainrot]

LAES is BACK

YIPPIE

It's back! Youtube re-instated the channel! I've been catching up. Here's some celebratory art!

Why didn't I draw moon? More at 8...

[jackmkelly]

tuts newsies could solve my problems genuinely.

[gavinnrss]

hearty-an0n / ingydar, adrianne lenker / cherryflavoredbutch / how do you survive the apocalypse?, ishhbowl

[olympain]

Oh, this is so Bridgerton.

[cowboys-bones]

I scribbled this at 2 am in a homosexually fueled fever right after I watched the episode while rewatching the episode

[pyotrkochetkov]

okay hair

[player1064]

"who's in sauna club" "me and him.... and pickers"

"what'd you get up to there" "............ played snooker"

[jjkyaoi]

[pink-key]

Merry Christmas eve op! I really like your toby drawings, it's one of my personal favorite interpretations of him! I don't know your feelings on homemade bread but I remember you said toby likes all bread so sense its the baking season I've brought bread to your inbox!

Thank you very much!! Hope you are having great holidays and happy new year!! Love your bread, looks so tasty! I am also flattered my Tobs is your favorite interpretation! Means a lot to mee!!!

[remarcely]

Non-Human Tim Drake Prompt

The Drakes were unable to bear a child, so they made one.

They used clay from their dig sites, having come across grounds so imbued with magic that it was pouring out of the material in waves, and shaped a child- a little boy. He had Janet's smile, Jacks eyes, and a chunk of ruby, chipped off from an artifact the couple had found years ago, in place of a heart. They'd dried the clay child for thirty days and thirty nights, carefully checking him for cracks and crumbling patches. On the morning of the thirty-first day he opened his eyes and Timothy Drake was ‘born’.

He had once asked what power created him. Tim had heard of the tales of a puppet boy, so loved by his father that a fairy bestowed him with life, and asked his mother if the same fairy had blessed him. Janet had laughed, not taking him seriously, and patted his cheek.

“Oh, my darling, you weren’t made for no reason. You are the heir to the Drake name, a perfect little creation.” She stood from where she’d been crouched and began to leave the room, not bothering to look over her shoulder “Fairies are not real, Timothy, and neither is ‘true love’. There is only us and our requisites. You will placate our plans in a way flesh and blood never could.”

Tim understands the words his mother isn’t saying. That Love had nothing to do with it, only necessity for a child to keep something so arbitrary as a family name alive.

He wasn’t their son, he was a vessel, and if he wanted to remain a Drake then he’d need to serve his purpose;

Perfection.

[windsfish]

Full Chapter

Volume 15 Chapter 6 "Homesickness"

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