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bloodofgrapes · 1 year
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it turns out there’s a sixth love language
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originalartblog · 6 months
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Atsushi got Kyouka and Haruno to come enjoy the tiny cat purring and Yosano took enough photos and videos to last them a lifetime.
now everyone want a tiny purring cat.
comic based on an idea from @notewithstanding!! I finally did it!! :D
->bonus<-
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Sick Days 2
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Despite how awful colds can be, it’s nice to see the little gestures of care from loved ones. My own family tended to make me tea, so I’d end up with new mugs accumulating whenever I woke up lol
I hope that anyone who’s feeling under the weather can get that care, and that you feel better soon! Well wishes :)
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onejellyfishplease · 7 months
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Part 16
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Also I love drawing unmutated Donnie so much, with each update he gets more and more scrunkly
I had to physically restrain myself from drawing his nose any longer.
Also Leo is a menace, and no matter when happens, as a brother he is contractually obligated to make fun of Donnie. It’s just instinctual.
(Don’t mind me, just dropping in some lore… or well, dropping it on Donnie)
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random-fandom-society · 3 months
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I had to give him some grapes 🍇
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baggedbees · 7 months
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I’m late to the Princess Peach Showtime hype 💔
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i physically cringe every time i see something about tim drake and coffee like no this little loser skater boy drinks zesti cola and grape soda and if you think im wrong im not tim drake is literally my pookie bear and i am never wrong about him
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glowingkorbat · 1 year
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2 ways of eating grapes!!
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stepghost · 1 year
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bloodofgrapes · 1 year
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this kid is gonna be on so many anti anxiety medications one day
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evasive-anon · 2 months
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I’m not an artist but if there was ever a comic panel I’d redraw it’s that one where Batman just holding Jason up with one arm like he’s Scrappy fuckin’ Doo.
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thiccpersonality · 3 months
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Oh Grape An Intruder!
Something isn't right. It's as if someone dumped ice down his shirt and put alarm bells in his head with the feeling he's getting. Bruce cracks open his eyes quickly, turning his head to check the time and groaning at how it's only 3 am. But, he feels as if he needs to get up and check on things, so he can't exactly ignore his instincts.
The man looks down at his sleeping child, Damian, the boy always looks so much more relaxed when he's at rest. The round cheek is smooshed against Bruce's chest as the boy makes a small, displeased noise while tightening his grip on his father's shirt at the sudden shift. Bruce cradles the small head in his larger hand while gently turning the boy onto his back, attempting to pull away and softly chuckling when Damian only holds tighter.
Bruce softly whispers: "Let go, bud. I'll be right back as soon as I know we all are safe."
A soft look over takes Bruce's face when Damian huffs, yet again, in his sleep but slowly releases the shirt to hug the soft pillows while snuggling into the warm spot Bruce's body left behind.
At finally being released Bruce quickly slips out of his room and into the hallway. Before he can decide where to check first, a small noise comes from downstairs...it sounds like the kitchen...and it doesn't sound like any of his kids are rummaging through the pantry. The noises being made just don't resonate with Bruce as familiar sounds.
Bruce slowly slips down the steps like a panther, inching towards the kitchen and quickly grabbing a batarang from one of the many hiding spots he has in his house for emergencies. He takes a slow, controlled deep breath in and glares at the criminal in the dark, freezing at hearing crunching noises...did someone break in cause they are hungry?
Bruce steels himself and flicks the light on, raising his hand high in the air readying for an attack, but freezing yet again at the wide eyed look he receives from none other than Clark Joseph Kent.
Bruce drops his hand with a sigh and groans: "Clark...it's three in the morning. Why the hell are you in my house?"
Clark clears his throat and scratches the back of his head: "You woke up? Well, of course you woke up! I was just...making sure everyone was safe is all."
Bruce narrows his eyes disapprovingly and tosses the batarang on the countertop, delighting in Clark's flinch at the clang the weapon makes on the island: "I thought someone broke in. I was planning to come down and beat the living hell out of the person who was attempting to come into MY house."
Clark chuckles nervously and smiles: "Can't really do that to me without Kryptonite, can ya?"
Whatever Clark just said is lost to Bruce when he notices the grapes the alien is snacking on, the billionaire only being able to groan at realizing why Clark invaded his home.
Bruce: "You are here for my grapes, aren't you?"
Clark gives Bruce a "you got me" kind of look, his hands lifting up the bowl full of grapes to his cheek, deep blue eyes shining lovingly at the fruit in the bowl: "But your grapes are so much better! They taste...sweeter somehow."
Bruce facepalms and rubs his cheek in exasperation: "You were in the same place I was when you got those grapes! After all, they were from my garden you dork. We both quite literally have the same grapes."
Clark squints suspiciously at Bruce (nevermind the fact he doesn't need to squint): "You say that...but I swear they taste better than mine. Maybe the side I picked mine from had something wrong with it-" Clark frowns, his voice slightly bitter as he speaks-"I bet it was Damian who tended to that side of the garden. That's why my grapes taste slightly sour and bitter."
Bruce sighs and keeps his thoughts to himself. Clark and Damian argue like children vying for their parent's attention...although Clark can be a bit more subtle about that competition.
At Bruce's silence Clark looks up as he's popping another grape into his mouth, smile soft and inviting as he holds the bowl of fruit up to Bruce: "Grape?" He doesn't truly realize the fondness in Bruce's heart at the bright-golden retriever like-ball of sunshine that is Clark Kent.
Bruce just shakes his head and takes a grape, lips twitching into a smile at Clark's expectant look as he answers with one simple word: "Sure."
(What Clark and Bruce just don't realize is that Damian is glaring at Clark from one of his many secret hiding spots and is planning the alien's demise for getting close to Bruce XD. This was mainly written because...well, cause I wanted to. But also based off of my twin and I who I always insist her food is better than mine even though we eat the same thing lol. You beauties stay safe, happy, healthy and of course lovely as always. 💛)
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sladewilsonscurlyhair · 2 months
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Dude’s got a grape.
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plasticskeleton · 2 months
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EXPLOSTIONS!!!
I had absolutely no plan or intended image in mind when I made this. This was supposed to stop at a simple doodle of his bust at most, but every time I worked on a section I just had more ideas on stuff I could add or things I wanted to try out. It just kept taking longer and longer and longer to finish. I had a lot of fun making this but boy am I glad I'm finally done with this, this took me DAYS to make. I am really happy with the result though so at least theirs that.
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sh-0-w-1-sh · 1 year
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Everyone in this image needs some help-
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