Just an update he lost our bet 😌
You know very well why i did love. Besides i think i did well for lasting 20 hours
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what's my biggest pet peeve well it's when someone makes a text post on tumblr dot com in which they are trying to romanticize the notion of the livestock guardian dog but they don't know the distinction between a livestock guardian dog and a herding dog and also they've never met a livestock guardian dog and do not realize what their attitudes towards the sheep that they protect actually are
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More than half the League is betting at any time that they know when it's actually Batman under the mask, or someone else. Unfortunately, they were wrong when:
Dick was doing a phenomenal job of playing Bruce (didn't give himself away even once by smiling), because he fell asleep
Batman stubbed his toe against a table and swore like a sailor which led to cash exchanging hands as several people figured it was Jason, but Bruce had recently switched out of Matches Malone to dress up as Bats and hadn't shaken the Mindset yet
Batman's suit sat weirdly empty at the table and Oliver, annoyed, tried to tell Damian that this was too serious a meeting for Bruce to delegate, but it was Batman, hit with a de-ageing spell and too stubborn to sit out
After sustaining pretty serious injuries, Batman was whiteknuckling the table, in an awful mood, and nobody thought anything of it. Barry offered to help Bruce up (if the pain was keeping him trapped, trying not to insult Batman too much), and Jason tightly replied that if he moved the suit was going to tear.
Clark and Bruce had a bet for how long they could replace Bruce with a mannequin without anyone noticing, and because Clark kept looking over at "Bruce" and giggling (pretty par for the course for them), nobody noticed for five hours.
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I randomly did this as a bunch of quick warmup sketches over the weekend, and I was going to do nash as well only to run out of steam two doodles in lmao
but I need you to look at twin tails and short haired nash anyway asjkls
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Prompt 175
Talon -William Cobb, that was his name once, he remembers that much at least- stares down blankly at the small child who is clinging to its -his His HIS- pant leg, tiny claws digging into the cloth and gripping onto the armor. It he freezes, unsure as to how to react. With Hunts or Orders, the talon knew exactly what to do. Entertain. Kill. Simple.
Talons were supposed to kill witnesses, he- IT knows this, especially as one of the oldest talons that belonged to the Court. Yet the talon hesitates, something stopping it from doing so. The child looks up at it, something oh so familiar about the motion, with blue-green eyes before burying their face against its- his?- leg.
“'̵m̸ ̵c̴o̷l̵d̸…” the child-chick… spoke? Not-spoke. Something else, familiar-yet-not. But cold, he knew that. Cold was bad, it meant sleep, not rest but a deep frozen sleep that took time to awaken from. A dangerous thing. A thing not-talons didn’t wake up from.
The chick -Hadn’t he had a child once, all that time ago- whined, bringing its-his attention back to them. Talon could wait to return to the Court for a few hours more- the task it had been given was already complete-and keep the Cold away from the tiny chick. Just for a little bit.
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Husk: "What the fuck to you mean you don't carry any shit in all those fucking coat pockets?"
Charlie: "Who needs to keep things in pockets when you have a girlfriend!"
Husk: "You make you girlfriend carry your shit??"
Charlie: "No? I just carry HER!"
Husk: "How the fuck does that help?"
Charlie: "She's everything I'll ever need~"
Vaggie: "Aww."
Husk: "Bullshit."
Charlie: "It's true!!!"
Vaggie: "I also slip chapstick and pens and stuff in her pockets when she's not looking."
Charlie: "You do? Wait, when am I ever NOT looking at you???"
Vaggie: "When we're kissing, babe."
Charlie: "Ohhh... sneaky."
Husk: "Why the fuck are you fucking people like this."
Vaggie: "Same reason you're hanging out with us this afternoon, instead of lying passed out on your bar after getting drunk off your ass."
Charlie: "LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP!"
Husk: "I'm regretting it."
Charlie: "The friendship!??!"
Husk: "The thinking I could get through being friends with you fucking morons without having a fucking drink."
Vaggie: "It's a sobering experience, huh?"
Husk: "Shut the fuck up."
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