He was nervous. He wasn't usually so nervous, but he'd already been rejected by him before. He couldn't give up though, he thought so highly of him and adored him so dearly. He needed him to understand how he felt.
If he was rejected once more... he'd stop. He didn't want to cause any more damage. He feared losing Lèon altogether, he couldn't bare it.
So here he stood, quietly in the night, hoping that he was still awake to answer his door.
"A hundred and one. Going on a hundred and two."
"You're a terrible liar."
He lived,,
I'm beyond the point where I can use words to describe them anymore.
Just know that I drew this instead of working and I'll probably keep drawing them more even tho the work's piling up-
I'm not even kidding, it's terrible how much they invade my brain, like I'm always either thinking about them or drawing about them or saving pins on Pinterst about them (the board is getting pretty stuffed), everything i see is ORANGE at this point (it's my favorite color fortunately so I don't mind).
Still not done with the third book btw. I try to make it last as long as I can but I constantly want to read so the end is getting dangerously near...
Next I'll probably draw Dan and/or the other foxes, cause let's be honest they're all so cool...
The notification came not even a second ago, and it had him fly across the city just as fast.
Nightwing barely acknowledged the thrum of the Batmobil following closely behind, already on his way to west end of Gotham City.
"5 Assasins in view, more possibly hidden away. A child, around 11, leading them." Oracle's voice was clipped in the way Dick knew she didn't like this.
This screamed like a trap, why else would the League of Assassins be in Gotham of all places?
He lands on the roof, tense and gripping his escrima sticks tightly.
Batman is on his tail, taking over lead, and they are near the group of unwanted guests.
He sees Red Robin on the other roof, backup if needed.
The child clicks his tongue at the sight of them, shaking head with a grumble. "Danyal, Father has found us, we should get this over quickly."
The amount of shock and confusion he feels makes him wonder if it were a dream.
Another click of tongue but not from the child in front of them, no. It was another child re-appearing from the invisible spectrum.
His hand around the throat of a limp talon.
"I didn't think he would be so fast." The other child comments.
"As expected of father." The first child, green eyed and serious nods. Towards batman.
"Now, for the reason we are here."
He steps to the edge of the building, and Nightwing desperately wants to get him from it, clearing his throat.
"I, Damian al Ghul, heir to the demon's head, formally declare war on the Court of Owls." Damian's voice is loud, unforgiving and unrelenting. Eyes burning.
It almost made him miss the words he spoke.
"The League of Assassins has a claim to Gotham," the boy spits. "And i won't let some society take it from us."
The unnamed twin throws the limp talon from the edge with a grunt. "Take that as a warning!" He halfheartedly shouts after.
This might be the best drawing I've done so far and I'm so proud!!! 🥺🥺
This drawing comes from an incredible fanfic by @yeetus-feetus and the idea that @mcgomega gave in the comments of his post. Everyone, please go read it here, it's spectacular!!! So I want to dedicate this drawing to you two!!!
Ok, so the idea basically is; Tim has been neglecting himself and his health and does not seek help when he is injured, however every time he is injured and unconscious he is healed by a mysterious benefactor, who not only gives first-class care to his injuries, but also who gives him gifts of gold.
In the end he realizes that this person is treating him like a piece of Kintsugi art, trying to repair the broken soul of him with gold.
Buuut, the idea is that the one who has been doing this behind the scenes is Coo! Bernard, so in general, the fic I'm writing is a slow seduction fic to the dark side for Tim, from a creepy, lovesick Bernard hehehe
Monty falls for Edwin but he's been a crow most of his life so let him attempt to court Edwin bird-style: weird dances, trying to feed him (or be fed), Singing/calling to him. Make it as silly as you'd like.
Andrew gave Neil a key. Not just to enter the house, but permission to stay in the foxes lives, in his life. He handed Neil an opportunity to grow roots, stop running. He gave him a chance to stay.
Andrew doesn't give a fuck about exy, and Neil wasn't exactly close with the Monsters. So we can't deny him wanting to keep Neil around was for personal reasons, even if Andrew did.
He gave him a key and called it home to the runaway who's never had a home or a real family. Something to run away to instead of running away from.
It's just infinitely amusing to me that in the end, Kevin, Jean and Neil end up with a hot exy pro player bf/gf while Riko ends up six feet under. The perfect court will be out there living their best life except for Riko. He could have chosen to not be an abusive asshole at any point in his life but he didn't and all it got him was an early grave (and no hot exy pro player partner.)