“Oh Al, such a gentleman.”
I really like to draw him if you couldn’t tell—
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no clue if this is an unpopular opinion but i just love gimmick blogs. even the bad ones. yes! please tell me how many letters are in my posts! make it a haiku! reply when a word is detected! whether it's a bot or a human i just think they're neat. that along with uquizzes. extremely precious components of the tumblr atmosphere imho
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i have a request/suggestion! your future versions of the rottmnt boys wearing normal/modern clothes (instead of apocalypse clothes)
Im not biased
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Let's settle this:
Where are you from?
What would you call this device (in English and in your native language)?
Have you ever had one?
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Can't stop thinking about This prompt/au lol
I almost like to think that Clockwork kind of half-sent Danny to the ghost-world version of Gotham because he was struggling and is honestly just a kid and could use some guidance. And with how the Observants dislike him to the point of murder, CW sure couldn't keep him in Long Now.
But Gotham? Now there's a place that not many go, thanks to curses running amok, a very dangerous City Spirit, and amalgamations of fallen Guardians and Rogues. It's chaotic, dangerous, and a hell of a shot, but the Bat could, and most probably would assist the newborn guardian.
The living world and the infinite are intertwined after all, influenced by whatever realm it drifts closest to.
Thankfully Danny seems to be enjoying himself- he has a proper ghost friend now! And he's starting to be able to understand Batblob's cacophony of Silent-EverSilent-Gurgles-DistantWhispers-QuietScreamsSilence easier too without Robin translating. (His Ghost-Speak is getting so good :D)
He wishes he could bring Sam & Tucker but it's a little too far into the ghost zone. And the ghosts and Vlad doesn't bother him here! (The last time he tried, unknown to Danny, the older halfa was met with a malicious swarm of teeth and maws ready to rip and tear and not lose another child again-)
He's even gotten shown the exits to the living-world's Gotham. Robin likes to ramble about the new and different living-robins and about their friend who was also a robin and who disappeared one day and whose core they carry on their belt. Maybe he can help them find out what happened to him...
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I want to be needed. Not like, in a codependent way. I value my individual personhood too much for that. But for her to be possessive. Territorial. A little obsessed even. For us to go out and she won't stop giving subtle reminders that she's claimed this butch ass. Grabbing my arm. A light hand on my back. A little too dramatic/loud kiss on my cheek in front of others. Jumping on my shoulders when she gets excited. Pouting when I don't hold her hand for a long enough period of time. Sitting herself in my lap when at the bar regardless of how red my face gets.
I want to go to the office, and when I go to check up on phone notifications she's just dropped little love notes. Maybe something to tease me, making it impossible to focus in the meeting I have in 20 minutes. For her to test my patience the entire work day whether it's in-office or at home. Because she knows the very second I'm alone with her she's mine.
I want to have to accommodate fashion choices because "ah fuck, I didn't realize she'd left a bite mark there". Because of course she did, I let her. She claws, bites, and yearns for my body and ensures the marks are there to show it. I don't like pain, but when it's that. When it's because something in her so primally needs me that it's like a vampire with blood, how could I say no. I'm hers after all. Hers.
I want to be at home, relaxing on my night to myself while she's out with the girls, and she sends me photo updates the entire time. Not as surveillance, but as a "yes I'm dressed this slutty but I'm still yours". To know that she can go out and be as sloppy as she likes and I know with certainty she's coming home to me at the end of the day to get worshipped. Destroyed. Devoured.
I feel so confident in situations like that. I stand tall. Take more risks. Drive myself to achieve more. I'm louder, laugh more, and more outgoing. Because she's claimed me. The way she acts some people will think it's a d/s relationship where I own her, but that couldn't be further from the truth. She's claimed me, and I handed her the lead with joyous serenity.
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"Where's the part where he turns out to be lying and there's no HL2VRAI?"
Congratulations, you figured it out. You know all my tricks.
The student becomes the master.
Master of shit.
It was HLVRAI the whole time!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
partway through the stream i had the passing thought of "wouldn't it be funny if at the very end hlvrai was mentioned as some kind of twist?" and. well.
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I think the primary qualification for being a wizard is having strong opinions about unhinged bullshit. Like, I know a great deal about computers, but ultimately I'm just a technician, not a computer wizard, and that's all I'll ever be, because I don't have the kind of brain that's capable of making a religion of semantically significant whitespace.
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butch reveal from a photoshoot for our college’s fashion magazine 🤍
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