#robin and the goblins

[shy-sapphic-ace]

Turns out organizing artists into categories is really fun, I should do this more often. Anyway, my favourite music genre right now is whatever all of these is

[confused-wanderer]

Hear me out: Bruce immediately thinks Damian is Dick’s when Talia drops him off.

All of Bruce’s son’s, adopted though they may be, bear a strong resemblance to Bruce. Something that Dick also exhibits. Bruce’s playboy charm, his flirtatious flings: Also something Dick embodies. Dick who turns up the charm and really leans into the persona when he wants to piss Bruce off. Even if it includes disregard for the protocols and rules Bruce has in place to ward off anything that could be traced to their vigilante identities.

You can’t tell me he doesn’t take one look at Damian and realise that perhaps this was the product of his last major argument with Dick a a while ago. His physical features might have differed a bit from Dick himself, however Dick’s family was Roma, so Bruce doesn’t think much of it . Damian held the same murderous instincts, the same acrobatic ease, and tiny figure reminiscent of Dick’s childhood days. When Talia tells Bruce Damian’s his son, Bruce takes one look at this murder hungry gremlin and connects the dots : .. he’s my son’s son?

- over text -

Bruce: Dick. We have talked about this. Safety always comes first. Please come to the Manor by tonight. Alfred and I will be waiting.

Dick: ?

*many many hours after not receiving a reply and one deduction later*

Dick: So he’s yours.

Bruce: ?

Dick: We’ve talked about this B. Safety always comes first. Please come to the Manor by tonight. Alfred and I will be waiting.

[goblin-on-fire-art]

I had a vision, and I made it.

Stalker child Tim is REALLY good at photography

more/alternative versions + WIP under the cut:

Full Drawing:

[bigfatbreak]

Question about your changling AU, where did you learn about the ins and outs of Fae and Changling myths? I'm interested in learning too but not sure where to start lol

some of the lore I have for the AU I crafted myself, otherwise I read a lot of old faerie tales growing up and my mom, for some reason, knows an awful lot about shit like that, so some of it is just innate from her. otherwise i just read a lotttttt of books around the concepts of these things when I was younger because I was fascinated with jim henson's worlds

[sunsoaked-living-blog]

Man I love batshit insane Tim. Like completely unhinged, basically toeing the line of supervillainy Tim Drake.

This guy’s an absolute disaster of a human being, coming up with the most unnecessarily convoluted plots to get up to gremlin shenanigans.

He’s such a little gremlin in those instances that I just want to put him in my pocket

[nezierf]

will our paths converge 'neath the sun

[dailaz]

When your biggest mistake comes back to haunt you.

[silkpages]

In dark corners of the heart, love warps into something else

Labyrinth (1986) by Jim Henson, gifs: @leviathanhomecooking , @laufeysons-archived | Within You (1986) by David Bowie | As the World Falls Down (1986) by David Bowie | Legend (1985) by Ridley Scott, gifs: @pilvimarja , @greengableslover | Beauty and the Beast (2017) by Bill Condon, gifs: @madeline-kahn | Beauty (1970) by Robin McKinley | Beauty and the Beast (1978) by Juraz Herz, gifs: @quitonly

[cephalog0d]

Please enjoy feral gremlin Robin!Jay.

(Source: Batman (1940) Annual 13)

[thedarktowerdames]

Art Edit Credit to Roberto Coltro

[goblin-the-clown]

Some possible designs for Jamie and Robin. Also I forgot to write down that they're both british whoops. These are just kind of the basic ideas for their characters, I'll probably work out more stuff for them later.

[goblin-on-fire-art]

Tim's photos #2: Rooftop Robin

Aww look at little jason

as always, border-less drawing under the cut:

I learned a lot about rendering through this drawing

[chaosgremlinmunson]

"Middle of the night and have to nurse-maid for a sick relative?

Why not make pigs in a blanket?

It's fast, easy, and delicious.

Pigs in a blanket, the late night snack that anyone can make."

Steve scoffed at his television, so yeah he was a nurse maid for his very sick platonic soulmate, her wife and his husband. But c'mon now, it was 2:48 in the goddamn morning, who needed snacks?!

"Dingusss, I'm hungry and need to take my medicine. It says I have to eat with it!" Robin's congested voice called from the puppy pile on the huge the pillow forte made in their living room.

"Ooooh, snacks?" Came Eddie's raspy voice next, "Stevie, can we have snacks? I want a cuddly piggy in a bankie!"

The chorus of the three rose up and before Steve knew it he was at the fridge grabbing the croissant dough and Vienna sausages with shredded cheese and a herb butter he'd prepared. Yeah, he'd make this God forsaken thing they wanted but he was going to make it taste good, damn it.

He got started making the snacks and came back in the room with the platter and a stack of paper plates snuggling in next to Eddie before dishing out everyone's food and meds.

"You're the best Stevie" Eddie said mouth full as he leaned against Steve's chest while eating.

"Damn right I am, achooo!!" Steve sneezed, "well shit." Now Steve was sick too, great.

[hotluncheddie]

bet.

for the october @steddiemicrofic prompt 'suck' ! happy halloween !!

wc: 480 | rated: T | cw: none | tags: bestie robin, chubby steve, horny eddie

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‘bet you can’t keep your hands off him for the whole party.’ robin stares eddie down from across the sofa.

‘what? on Halloween? is that how you think of me bobbie? i’m wounded’ eddie watches steve’s ass as he walks to the kitchen.

robin throws popcorn at him ‘eddie. the only reason you're not still sitting in his lap is because i asked him to get more soda.. literally a second ago.’ 

‘and you were so mean for that.’ eddie folds his arms, eyes flicking between robin and steve at the fridge. robin is scowling.. ‘fine. your bet, what’s the stakes?’

robins scowl drops and she sighs 'i need steve to wingman. the new girl from work is bringing her roommate and it’s been hinted her favourite colour is violet and i need this eddie, like, seriously.’ 

eddie softens. ’it would be homophobic of me to take that away from you.’ poking her with his socked toe. ‘do i get anything? for keeping my hands off?’

‘24 hours. i have a project due but no time till the day before. apartment will be yours. you two can do what you want.. my rooms off limits.’ 

‘you, miss robin buckly, have a deal.’ 

—

‘you, are an evil witch robin buckley’

‘oh, get over it!’ robin huffs, tipsy.

‘how could you do this to me! on halloween!’ eddie pouts.

‘suck it up buttercup. just remember what’s at stake.’ 

‘ughhhh’ 

‘yeah because i’m so sorry i convinced steve to pick that costume. even though he had to buy it, so it’s his, forever.’ 

‘…did i ever tell you you’re the light of my life?’

robin flicks him on the forehead and walks back over to steve and the girl.

eddie tracks her. resigned to sulking. 

and blue balls.

because steve is in a sailor uniform, but this one is off-white with black accents, complementing his tan. the trousers are long, wide in the leg and tight in the ass. cupping around the curve of it, like eddie wishes he was, right now. the hat on his head is at an angle and pushes his hair down, so it frames his rosy cheeks, and pretty smile.

and the top. oh! the top. the flap collar frames broad shoulders and deep v exposes chest hair. it ends at his hipline and flowed nicely but steve’s had a few beers. bloated, his belly has started filling in the front, started pulling around his love handles. the outline of his soft, wide belly button is just visible.

‘just one night.’ eddie mumbles to himself, leaning against a wall. ‘then 24 uninterrupted hours.’

steve readjusts the waistband of his trousers, hiking them a little higher. eddie sees how the movement makes his belly jiggle. 

sliding slowly down the wall and into a heap on the floor; eddie bites his fist and allows himself one tiny, tortured little whimper.  

[theersatzcowboy]

Tenebrae (1982)

Using his favorite medium (the giallo film) to snap back at his critics, visionary horror maestro Dario Argento doubles down on the bloody, psychosexual themes of his past work, insisting that he's an equal opportunity murderer and creating a self-referential, bright-red tableau of slasher film visuals set to an unforgettable synth score by Italian rock band Goblin.

Director: Dario Argento

Cinematographer: Luciano Tovoli

Starring: Anthony Franciosa, Christian Borromeo, John Saxon, Mirella D'Angelo, Veronica Lario, Ania Pieroni, Eva Robin's, and Daria Nicolodi.

[thebadfellow]

Dick, Tim, Jason, Steph, Cass and Barbara: OH MY GOD WHO IS THIS HE’S SO CUTE?!?!

Damian: I’ll fucking kill you if you take one step closer

Dick: If not friend why friend shaped…?