#He's just A Guy

[radiance1]

An offshoot of this post because why not.

So, Danny who wears sunglasses to hide his eyes from the GIW and Constantine who is very sure he's a ghost pretending to be human and vows to keep an eye on him.

The way the League meets Danny isn't all that grand. One moment there was Constantine, the next there was a boy lifting up and walking out of his coat while holding a pack of cigarettes.

"These are bad for you and will kill you." Theboy says while lighting himself one, Constantine doesn't even make a move to stop him as he tries it, only to immediately hack up a lung and Constantine takes that moment to pick his pack out of the boy's hand, lights himself one, and smoothly does what the boy failed to do while flipping him off.

The boy flipped him off in the midst of coughing.

Batman breaks the silence when the kid finally stood up properly, asking who he was and why he was here.

"Name's Danny, this guy." He points at Constantine. "Is my illegal guardian and I'm here becquse apparently you needed an expert in pacifying ghosts?"

"There are so many better ways you could have worded that." Constantine groaned and Danny smirked. "What? It's the truth though, I am your expert."

"You know bloody well what I'm talking about."

"Gotta be more specific, old man."

"Least I lived past 14."

"You wound me." The boy says, hand on his chest and wiping away invisible tears while Constantine rolled his eyes.

"Ahem." Batman narrowed his eyes.

[sheree-says-stuff]

i love how before the season dropped, everyone was like "alastor is so badass alastor is so cool i want to be him" and now we've seen the episodes and he's literally just a fucking freak

[rockingthegraveyard]

[ladydbzelle]

Nightcrawler!

He's just a guy and I love him!

[aangarchy]

Just a collection of aang being a little guy

Bonus: LA aang bc gordon is also just a little guy

[deardarlingthings]

he's just a lil' guy

[nell0-0]

Day 13: favorite ship!

I don't really ship Emmet with anyone. I HC him as aroace/grey-aroace, so-

Who needs a bf or gf? GIVE HIM SOME THERAPY!

[gotham-snark]

Do you guys see

~my vision~

[adventure-waffles]

Binghe was a little different when he came back from the abyss...

Full 🔞 piece on twt HERE

[milosaweirdguy]

I find it funny in Jaws how there's Quint who's like a harden sailor, known around the island and he's knowledgeable and great at his work. Then there's Hooper who's spent his whole life studying/obsessing over sharks and was called over specifically to help with the shark because he was so good

Then there's fuckin Brody. He's just a guy. He's horrified of boats and can only stay on one when there's hot guys there too. He's married. He's a slut. He's a cop. He has no clue what going on.

[onevolon]

Idk why but this is my favorite "normal" photo of him

[scribblestatic]

I like the idea of a Narinder that steadily chills out after indoctrination.

Like, of course, the first few days are rough because he's getting used to existing and experiencing life outside of Limbo for the first time in thousands of years. Noises startle him sometimes and maybe the morning sunlight is a bit too bright.

Moreover, his wounds, given to him by the chains that wrapped around him, take a while to stop weeping; to heal and scab over. He was also very unhealthy from his confinement, and so he's quite weak for the first few days.

But as he acclimates, he comes to really enjoy living in the cult.

It's peaceful. Gardening is easy and he quite likes the smell of fresh dirt and growing plants. The mixed fish meal is just another name for ambrosia. The Lamb is actually quite good at playing the drums for the occasional bonfire dance, the beat thrumming in his chest. The grass feels so nice between his toes.

Although thin and gangly before, his old fur sheds out, growing in new, darker, and gleaming with health. His body fills in, and from his increased toiling in the fields, his arms and legs thicken with suitable muscle and protective fat. His tail, once ratty, grows long, fluffy fur.

Narinder becomes incredibly handsome.

Though, having been the god of death for so long, still maintaining his immortality since the Lamb saw fit not to slay him, he still has his senses.

He uses it in his gardening to identify dying plants and finding a way to keep it healthy enough to flourish. Hell, if he focuses enough, whatever remnants of power are still in him allow him to restore life to the plant.

But it's not always fun. After all, he can sense when an elder is nearing the end of their life. After a while of living on the cult, he goes to sit with them, even if he never really spoke to them before. Apparently, his or the Lamb's presence makes death easier for them, and if the Lamb is off gathering supplies, he takes the mantle. Sometimes the Lamb resurrects them, but sometimes the elder requests to die, to rest. Lamb grants them that without complaint.

Narinder watches their souls fade, leaving to seep into the great beyond he's never, in his thousands of years, come to understand in full. It's likely no one ever would.

Regardless, despite not being the most talkative, and often casting an intimidating shadow, Narinder becomes quite beloved in the cult, like a cryptid who somehow dwells in the sunlight. The silent farmer who Lamb dotes on to newer additions to the cult, whether born or found, and the former god of death relieved of his suffering to those who witnessed the Lamb give him mercy.

When he's not farming or eating, you can find him at the Lamb's side, wearing his acolyte cloak, long, fluffy tail curled near or around one of the Lamb's ankles. He leans on the Lamb at times, putting his head on their shoulder as the sheep reaches up to pet him.

Right. Isolation in Limbo. Incredibly touch-starved.

And the Lamb smells very good. Better than anything else.

When he's high on mushrooms, sometimes he'll dutifully groom the Lamb or just knead their wool with his three eyes blown wide, perhaps with his third eyelids peeking at the edges if he's also sleepy.

Of course, he's still caustic. When he's angry, he's incredibly so. He will turn away from company with harsh, short words, but somehow look on with a sense of longing after receiving the space he requested. He snarks at the Lamb about rituals and godhood...but he never once says the Lamb is bad at it. No.

If there's one thing he won't say, it's that the Lamb is bad at godhood.

After all, he's living quite nicely.

[sassytheturtle]

I saw a meme and knew I had to do this as an art warmup

Original

[quillium]

The best way I can describe Tim Drake is like. Imagine you have this family restaurant that you really love and adore and it’s run by good people who, like, donate to food banks and homeless shelters and such. This is your Absolute Favourite restaurant and you’ve been going there since you were a kid and it’s a great place for the community, too. Then one day the janitor dies. Nobody else really notices and the restaurant tries to keep running as normal but nobody’s cleaning the bathrooms and things are getting weird so you go in and you’re like. Uhhh you need a janitor and I’m gonna be your janitor. The previous janitor was the restaurant owner’s son and he died because of the janitor job, which the owner feels immense guilt over giving to his son. The restaurant seriously needs a janitor before it violates health rules and poisons someone to death. You force your way into being a janitor right before a health inspection that could shut the restaurant down using a mixture of brute force and blackmail. The owner very reluctantly allows you to be the janitor. The owner’s only living son, who ran away to open his own restaurant in another city, is the best brother you could ask for until the owner dies and you are immediately replaced by a ten-year-old. Also, when you became a janitor, you were thirteen years old and in eighth grade.

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

gots another Ryland sketch for y'all

look at this dude floating around

[luolii]

i can’t explain it but Jason is like the equivalent of Dreamhouse Ken from Barbie. he’s that main character’s boyfriend. he’s always there. what does he do? where does he live? we don’t know. but we do know that he’s the mc’s boyfriend.