#your wip

[atinymexicanbird]

Ark siblings in all universes 🪐

[huewrite]

So what new projects is everyone else working on?

I got a comic

I need to distract myself

I don't think it's working

[butterflyscribbles]

Taking shifts❤️💙🧡

[hotcinnamonsunset]

The Tiger (from the poem by Nael, age 6)🐅

[eristhenat]

year's end

[cloudberrytroll]

The signs of time

[animalceramics]

[paintedcrows]

Thinking about that old man

[givemeureyes]

day 1 without ao3: i have gone through all 5 stages of grief multiple times and have invented a 6th. i will not disclose what the 6th stage of grief is.

[seagreenlaurin]

[petricorah]

thankfully, he didn't get it [id in alt]

[sentient-stove]

“Do you remember when I sold my soul a few years back?”

The tapping at the keyboard did not still. “Yes of cour— Tim, you sold your soul?”

“Oh my god, you forgot.” He dramatically threw a hand against his chest, collapsing sideways out of the chair to land on the cave floor. “I’m wounded. In my cold, soulless heart, shot straight through it. You forgot I sold my soul. Dick, how could you?”

“It’s been a hectic few years-“

“It’s my soul Richard Greyson. Isn’t that important? I sold my soul to the Ghost King and now it’s apparently changed hands.”

“The Ghost King sold your already sold soul?!?”

Tim sat back up, using the BatDesk to pull himself to his feet. “Nah, apparently the og king got bested in combat and the new king now owns it. He sent me a letter. So we could meet. And potentially discuss me repossessing my soul. Anyway, are you free Thursday cause that’s when he’s picking me up and he said I could bring a friend. Cissie already said no, so you’re the next on my list.”

Dick had long since abandoned whatever report he’d been working on and was staring at Tim with what could only be described as ‘major concern.’ “Can we please backtrack to the fact you sold your soul to a Cthulhu-like entity?”

“No.”

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Meme under the cut

[idliketobeatree]

i'm living the dream, in the dream, i'm buried alive two bed grave, one bath, car in the drive mirrored covered windows block the light feeding back reflection distorts life cut connection — jesca hoop

[hallowshumour]

WARNING‼️⚠️☢️

[hotcinnamonsunset]

🎣lure me in, baby!