#orginals

[laweyd]

About 3 weeks left until my comic comes out at @shortboxcomicsfair !!

If you fancy Mulholland Drive, Hannibal, The Happiness of the Katakuris or just want to read something fun and mildly spooky for Halloween, then maybe this might spark some interest !

[maecaart]

More Fighting game OCs

[dr-paint]

Go piss girl

[michaelmurder]

which one r u?

[green446004]

slowly prepping for artfight

[rageflippedtables]

Perhaps what if he did have a wade in his world?

[dcxdpdabbles]

12 year old Danny : Mom! Dad! You're not going to believe this! I made a new friend at Space Camp! He's super nice, he wants to be a doctor like his grandpa, he has a ton of older siblings, and he loves animals!

Maddie: That's wonderful, sweetie! Where is he? I would love to meet him before Parent weekend is over.

Danny: Over there! The really friendly looking one crawling out of the bushes. Hi Damian!

Damian:

Damian: Salutations Fenton. *crawling back into the forest*

Jack: Maddie, I think we need to sign Danny up for English tutoring. He obviously doesn't know the definition of friendly looking.

[the-fyre-flie]

17 year old Bruce Wayne who was just supposed to go see the circus with Alfred, only to end up holding onto an 8 year old traumatized Dick Grayson as the police try and separate them, a little fanfic!

Batman and Robin origins? Maybe! I like traumatizing the boys...

Part 2 Part 3

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"Absolutely not. Do not touch us. Do not touch him."

Bruce hadn't meant to snap so hard, his own words sounding almost venomous as he told the officer off, pushing the man's hand away. He could feel everyone's eyes on them. On him and the boy. Poor innocent Bruce Wayne Dick Grayson, heir to the Wayne fortune youngest of the Flying Graysons, lost his parents one cold rainy night to a mugging gone wrong to a performance gone wrong, gang involvement tearing apart another family. As Bruce held the young boy closer to his chest, he refused to let any of the cameras catch a glimpse of the crying child, his coat wrapped around Dicks body and face, the warm wool interior protecting him from the horrible reality he would eventually have to face.

Bruce shifted away from the police that kept trying to pester Dick for a statement, outright demanding they leave the boy to grieve. His arms wrapped tighter around Dick, feeling the heaving sobs the child let out against his shoulder becoming worse and worse as the sirens and flashes and voices grew louder, more desperate for answers and a story than the mental wellbeing of a child who just lost his parents. Looking up, Bruce caught Alfred gaze, pleading for the older man to take them home instead of letting the child end up as he had.

When this had all happened to Bruce, Alfred hadn't been there fast enough. He just wasn't there in time to protect Bruce the way Bruce was trying so hard to protect Dick.

He remembers being alone and afraid. He remembers having photos taken of him while he cried over his parents' bodies. He remembers begging for help, only to receive no aid from anyone. And Bruce absolutely will not let another child feel as hopeless as he had that night. He swears on his own life that no child would ever be subjected to that again.

[huneysticks]

[cdx1016]

Sunday Sunrise. January 19th over Cove Island.

(Viacarad1016)

[wolfythewitch]

sketch of the guy haha. Not sure what his name is yet, toying with Ulysses. The duck's name is Penny

[tomahachi12]

Solver Uzi

[jazzkolart]

These two are the worst. I love them.

[meloncholicmonosodium]

this was originally just gonna be just a uncolored doodle but i got a little overboard nd ended up somewhat rendering it

oops..

[dotorbit]

Jill character design will come out soon!

[skettibun]

Her name is 008 :) it's my fav number

So. I may have caved in to my robot obsession. I also may have made a robot-sona with the ever-so-infamous tv/monitor for a head. maybe.

Fell back into obsessing over Ladytron and it kinda inspired me to make her!