#Train House

[bi-astolfo]

You gotta build it long. Like a train.

'this property says it has nine acres but those neighbours look pretty clo-'

oh.

ohhhhhhhhh no

[doomedyuri-69]

why do kids cartoons always have the best most nuanced and layered plots and characters and adult cartoons are always just “fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck”

[kaycartoons]

I know the animation industry has been going through a serious rough patch in the past 10 years. I just hope the medium and the artists making it can get the respect they deserve someday soon. So I wanna take a moment to spread a reminder of the powerful emotional scenes we've gotten from animation in the past 10 years.

[harmonicabisexuals]

he is literally God to them.

[weaponizedducks]

a true hilson warrior NEVER speaks ill of lisa cuddy or amber volakis 🔥🔥🔥🔥

[classycookiexo]

This is literally so iconic

[brucedefender4eva]

“Ugh.” Damian groaned under his breath as he picked up his now-empty bucket of magenta paint. He was going to use it for a mural at the local animal shelter where he volunteered; however, thanks to a freak earthquake, it had been banged open and unfortunately drenched half of his carpet in the bright color.

Now, Damian’s gotten the hang of how this family works. He knows for certain that he’s not gonna get in trouble for this, especially since it was completely out of his control. That didn't mean it would get rid of the small pit he was feeling at the bottom of his stomach.

“Ask for… help.” Damian shuddered, setting down the empty bucket and walking out of his room.

Walking down the hallways of Wayne Manor had become a new kind of hazard. With this family, there was always a chance someone would come jumping out from around the corner to prank you, but it wasn’t like that at all.

Glass littered the usually immaculate floors. Vases, flowers, water, broken portraits, and a few crystals from the chandeliers above littered the ground as Damian carefully made his way to his father’s study. The earthquake had even temporarily knocked out all power in the majority of Gotham, so it was twice as hard to maneuver through the halls.

Damian froze in front of one of the many doors that they had. He had no idea what this room was… or if it was even there the day before.

But someone was in there; he could feel their presence.

Damian swung the door open, refusing to ever feel fear in the place that he had long since called home.

There was Father.

Just…

Standing there?

And he was facing the wall for some reason.

He hadn’t even reacted when Damian opened the door, nor did he react to the dim lights of the various candles illuminating the hallway that trickled in.

“Father? What are you doing here?” Damian asked, lifting his foot to take a step into the room before hesitating. Something was wrong.

Deeply.

Bruce still hadn’t turned around, nor had he said anything. He was still staring at the wall, his body language not changing in the slightest, as if he hadn’t heard his youngest son speak.

“… Baba…?” The silence was suffocating. Damian felt as though the walls in this strange bare room were closing in on him.

“Dames?” Damian jumped, barely holding back a yelp of surprise as his name was called.

Tim looked concerned, not used to his younger brother being so skittish. Damian, without a thought in his mind, ran into Tim’s arms, tucking his face away from the uncanny sight of his father’s broad back.

“What the-“ Tim, of course, wrapped his arms around Damian’s back, patting him gently. “Seriously, what’s going on? Dad?” Tim squinted as he looked into the dark room, tilting his head to the side. “Did… did you change your clothes?”

“I need to show you something.” Bruce’s deep voice suddenly echoed through the room, causing both boys to flinch harshly. Damian’s fingers dug into the back of Tim’s arms while Tim tightened his hold. “Come here.”

Every fiber in their being screamed out DANGER.

“Dick! Jason!” Tim screamed, wanting to wildly look around the hallways for his older brothers, but for some reason, he felt as though he shouldn’t take his eyes off of Bruce, whatever that was.

“Yo, Tim Tam, you can’t just go around yelling like that. Some people are trying to destress from having the ground literally shake out from under them.” Jason grumbled, poking his head around the corner with Dick not far behind.

Dick slung an arm around Jason’s shoulder and ignored the petulant look on his brother’s face. “You’re just embarrassed cause everyone saw you fall on your ass,” Dick smirked before it slid off his face, immediately on guard by the terrified expressions on his siblings faces.

“S-something wrong with Baba!” Damian choked out. Jason immediately moved in front of his two brothers, pushing Damian and Tim behind his larger stature and glaring at Bruce.

“Hey, old man. You’re scaring your kids out here. Why don’t you come out of that creepy as fuck room and explain yourself?” Jason barked, the hairs on his forearms standing up the moment his eyes landed on Bruce, that man, that thing.

“Bruce…?” Dick stepped forward, shivering at the weirdly frigid air inside of the room. “D-Dad?”

Follow me, follow me.

The boys groaned loudly, clutching their heads as a voice echoed painfully throughout their skulls. And it got louder.

Follow me, follow me.

I have something to show you.

“Ugh… Dad…” Dick groaned quietly before a familiar and comforting large hand covered his eyes. Dick felt his body relax involuntarily, subconsciously relaxing he was now safe.

“Close your eyes, boys.” Bruce gently murmured, pushing all of his sons behind him. “Nothing to be afraid of. Let me take care of this.”

A minute later, or maybe 30, Bruce let out a soft grunt, and they all opened their eyes.

“I’m sorry about that, boys,” Bruce said, the sleeves of his turtle neck rolled up on his forearms. “The basement door must have gotten loose due to the earthquake. I would have warned you if I knew.”

The room was now completely empty, void of any entity that had plagued it before. Tim couldn’t help the shudder that moved through his body as Bruce closed and locked the door, as if it still posed a danger to them all.

“We have a basement?” Jason questioned, leaning his head against Bruce’s shoulder and letting his Dad ground him.

Tim handed Damian over to Bruce, unable to stop the grin from forming on his face as Damian was picked up and hid his face in the crook of Bruce’s neck. Even Damian could be cute sometimes.

“Why would… that come out of our basement?” Dick questioned, hugging Tim close to his side as he asked Bruce. “Why is our basement locked up in the first place?”

“I think the most important question here is, why did that thing look like you, Dad?” Tim asked, exhaustion seeping into his bones, even if it was only the middle of the day.

“It’s what they do. It’s a mimic. Again, don’t worry too much about it, I’ll have to call Zatanna and get it taken care of again.” Bruce ran his fingers through Damian’s hair and sighed. “For future reference, no matter what anyone says, don’t go down to the basement.”

The boys all nodded, still uneasy and unsure of why what happened happened.

“How about a nice afternoon nap?” Bruce asked Damian, giving him a squeeze. Damian nodded into his Dad’s shoulder, hands clutching Bruce’s shoulders.

“I’ll go to! To, uh, keep the little brat safe!” Tim stuttered, his face burning in embarrassment at Dick’s cheesy grin. “Shut the fuck up-“

“You’re so cute! You’re worried about Damian!” Dick cooed before letting out a playfully whine as Tim struggled out of his grip and clung onto Bruce, glaring at his older brother. “Or maybe you’re just scared and wanna be with Dad?”

“Die!” Tim hissed.

“Boys.”

“Whatever. Now that whatever the fuck this was is over, I’m out.” Jason said, turning on his heel to walk down the hallway.

“As fucking if.” Dick scoffed, grabbing Jason’s collar and dragging him along as they all made their way to Bruce’s room for a group nap session.

“Cass is gonna be so fucking pissed that she missed this.”

“Text her before she kills us all. Steph and Duke too, let’s get all our bases covered.”

[strayconstellation]

"i need someone who can match my freak"

my freak:

[catboy-miku]

Here, take this

Thousands and thousands of animated shows, subbed anime and dubbed anime. All for free. I've never gotten a pop-up ad. Think of any animated show you want to watch and it'll probably be one there.

For example I watched .hack//sign over a decade ago and I want to rewatch it soon. They have the dub for every .hack// anime on there!

[jerseygirljasontodd]

this is so funny like im cracking tf up... the cocky son of color thinking that he can call his mother by her first name, and getting eyebrow raised into submission? many such cases

[teamfemaleledcuckolds]

[graceoartyo]

im an adult now minors dni (JOKE)

[thereweredragonshere]

Can you please draw a red death and a bewilderbeast fighting.

Alley cat meets house cat

[chromojoy]

Just wanted to draw crossover art with some of my favorite shows y'know

[thankstothe]

it is may 20th

[wres5646]

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