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sirshiba · 3 days
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look at my horses boy
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staticwither · 2 days
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♦️Donnie and Shiny Umbreon requested for the @tmnt4p 🍉 campaign. Thank you for your donation♦️
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bluerosefox · 1 day
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Tim... Tim just stared.
He...
Huh.
He had once entertained the idea that he wasn't really a Drake, a very long time ago when he overheard his mom and dad arguing and some words were said in the heat of the moment, but to be honest Tim always thought the obvious culprit of anyone being his dad would most likely be Bruce (Bruce even admitted he had a small fling with his mother but that was two years before her marriage)
But before little Tim's curiosity could really take hold on the idea, he had saw on the news Robin performing a Grayson flip and the hint of Tim not being a Drake left his mind. Robin was Dick Grayson! And if he was Robin that had to mean Bruce Wayne was Batman!
Then well... his stalking of the Bats started and the rest became history.
But now, as Tim was staring at his own DNA test, something he never bothered to do until that damned Demon brat wanted to make sure he was ONLY blood son of Bruce (and doing a DNA test something even Bruce never thought of doing due to well… how he was towards Tim during his first months as Robin)
He well…
He kinda needs to find out who this Daniel Jackson Fenton is.
(Tim finds out he isn’t a Drake, but also not a Wayne (because Damian wanted to make sure he was only blood son) but is instead a Fenton)
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winter-weepingwillow · 21 hours
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Two Peacocks – a brief comic 🦚🦚
Please read from right to left!
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Good luck with Aventurine's banner! I wish every Aventurine wanter to become an Aventurine haver ♠️
DO NOT TRACE, DO NOT REPOST, reblogs are appreciated!
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oya-oya-okay · 2 days
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@trixiegalaxy : How well do you get along with the other NRC staff/teachers?
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR PATIENCE...!😭💗💗💗💗 I'll try to answer the second question about ghosts another time🥺🙏
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Kuro in TWISTED WONDERLAND!!! AU
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phoebepheebsphibs · 2 days
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Prisoners of Fear (3/5)
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@boots-with-the-fur-club @daboyau @littlemissartemisia @tmntaucompetition @that-0n3-shr00mi3-guy
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cinderoo · 2 days
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dungeon meshi as a video game
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sailorgundam308 · 3 days
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Sam Beart made me do it 🥺
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lemonspades · 12 hours
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Goemon please, put that handsome away before you hurt someone with it!
< Part 19 - Part 21 >
Masterlist
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pandakong · 2 days
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Capypril Day 17 - Monster (Red Dragon + Capybara)
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grox-empire · 2 days
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I'm so sick in the head I drew the homestuck beta kids as grox from spore because i'm autistic and need to combine my special interests
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rwac96 · 3 days
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F-O-O-D (Dragon Ball/RWBY Crossover Shitpost)
Ren: "Jaune, do you want to get some D-E-S-E-R-T."
Jaune: "Yeah, I need a T-R-E-A-T."
Nora: *approaching her teammates* "Whatcha guys talkin' about?"
Gohan: *walks up next to her* "Yeah, why did you guys just spell deser--?"
Pyrrha: "Gohan, no!"
Jaune: "Gohan, shut up!"
Ren: "Don't say it!"
Gohan: *blinks* "Why?"
Jaune: *grimaces* "Gods, how do we explain this?"
Ren: "Nora..." *exhales, looking at his long-time friend* "...can't spell."
Nora: *stands there, humming to herself*
Gohan: *eyes widened* "What?!"
Pyrrha: "She can't spell! When we talk about something she wants, we spell it out loud so she doesn't get too excited."
Gohan: *bewildered* "She's about to be 18! She can't handle hearing the word treat?"
Nora: *turns to Gohan, excited* "TREAT?"
Jaune: "No treat!"
Nora: "TREAT??"
Pyrrha: "No treat!!"
Nora: "TREAT???"
Ren: "No treat!!!"
Nora: *dejected* "Aww."
Gohan: *cringes, turns to the rest of Team J_PR* "Okay, what is happening?"
Jaune: "You just saw! She gets excited when she hears the word T-R-E-A-T."
Nora: *turns to her leader* "Whatcha talkin' about, Jaune?"
Jaune: "Homework."
Nora: "Aww, shucks."
Gohan: *squints* "So, you guys treat her like a toddler?!"
Nora: *excited* "TREAT?"
Pyrrha: "No treat!"
Nora: "TREAT??"
Jaune: "No treat!!"
Nora: "TREAT???"
Ren: "No treat!!!"
Nora: *sad* "Awwwww...."
Jaune: "Buddy, you gotta spell if you're talkin' about F-O-O-D."
Gohan: *scratches his hair* "Okay, are we getting a S-N-A-C-K?"
Nora: *turns to Gohan* "SNACK?"
Jaune: *groans* "Oh, come on!"
Ren: *pinches the bridge of his nose* "Dammit, Gohan!"
Pyrrha: *facepalms* "Dear Lords...really?"
Gohan: *annoyed* "Oh, c'mon! I spelled it!"
Ren: "She knows how to spell snack!"
Gohan: "She knows how to spell 'snack' but can't spell 'treat'?!"
Nora: *excited once more* "TREAT?"
Gohan: *turns to her* "No treat!"
Nora: *brings out Magnihild* "TREAT??"
Pyrrha: "No treat!!"
Nora: *hopping up & down* "TREAT???"
Ren: "NO TEART!!!"
Nora: *stomps the ground* "MOTHERFUCKER!!!!"
Ren: "Okay, she's getting fussy. Time for a N-A-P."
Nora: *relaxed* "Yeah!"
Gohan: *annoyed* "What does 'N-A-P' stand for?"
Nora: *smugly* "Party."
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luckiandkryii · 15 hours
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Worker Drone Pomni and Serial Designation J.A.X.
Based of a post by @dragonwritersblog
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bluerosefox · 8 hours
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When Jason had been going to Gotham Academy, he had (for a good reputation for the media and to help him catch up on his penmanship, remember he had been on the streets and dropped out of school before getting picked up by Bruce for a while) signed up for a penpal project for 'less privileged people' to write to.
(Although Jason was annoyed the penpal project stayed within the states and only selected a middle of nowhere town, he knew the Richie Rich Elites would never subjugate their 'Heirs' to actual kids in need of learning how to read and write)
But Jason didn't mind his penpal.
Danny Fenton was a riot to talk, err write to in all honestly.
From his dry punny humor (and boy can he give even Dick a run for his money in the pun department but hey using some of them actually got Dick to warm up to him a few missions ago) and death jokes so many death jokes, to his nerdy love for space Jason enjoyed writing to Danny.
Even the short stories he would write about a ghost kid protecting a small town from other ghosts was interesting to read. He really liked the different kinds of ghosts there could be. Granted some seemed very OP like that Clockwork dude.
Jason liked writing to Danny, and even after the penpal project was over they had plans to keep sending letters, maybe even exchange numbers soon...
But then he died by the hands of the Joker.
The letters leaving Wayne Manor may had decreased but the letters being sent never did or at least until a few years ago.
Then Jason somehow returned to the land of the living.
Got taken by the LoA, tossed in the green waters and turned into their Pit Raged weapon for a while before leaving them behind and setting out for his revenge against the Joker and to force B's hand.
And becoming a Crime Boss for a while too. Can't forget that.
Point being with all this going on, the old warm memories of exchanging letters with Danny Fenton was pushed into the back of his mind and forgotten about for a while.
It isn't until one afternoon at Wayne Manor that while roughhousing with Dick, who had Jason in a brotherly headlock as they walked down a hall to one of the sitting rooms, that while Jason had slipped out of Dick's hold had stumbled into a hallway desk that had a few things on the top of it, one of the things being a small box that tumbled off when Jason hit it.
The box lid opened and out of it spilled out a good number of letters.
"Shiii-p, dang it Dick!" Jason said when he looked at the mess he accidentally made and stopped himself from swearing, the place might be named Wayne Manor but everyone knew this was Alfie's domain and no swearing was a rule within his halls.
Dick only laughed and teased only in a way a sibling can do "Hey not my fault your as big as a tank Jaybird! We should get you some caution signals if you keep bumping into things!"
Jason flipped him his favorite finger, thankfully Alfred only knew when they swore thus it did not summon him, and bent down to the letters.
His hands froze when he recognized the hand writing and the address it was sent from.
"From: Danny Fent Nightingale
Amity Park, IL"
To: Jason Todd-Wayne
Gotham City, NJ.
Wayne Manor"
And when Jason opened the letter. He really wasn't expecting what was written inside.
"Jason.
I'm finally leaving Amity Park. I can't be there anymore, not after everything. I'm too tired, and emotionally hurt. Everything is just to much. And I can't keep doing this to myself. My parents still can’t understand there is nothing ‘wrong’ with me or why I refuse to let them take care of Ellie, I refuse to let her live the way Jazz and I did, Jazz has to much on her plate already with her own life and college but she’s been hounding me to reach out to mom and dad, Sam refuses to listen to me when I tell her I want to be more than ‘Phantom’ in Amity Park, and Tucker is so busy trying to get into a good college and job we barely have time to talk nowadays. And don’t get me started on Vlad, that fruitloop’s been breathing down my neck since Ellie’s deaging.
Despite how much of a hellhole you like to call it, I think Gotham might be my, no mine and Ellie’s best bet of living some kind of life, especially now since the whole deaging she had to go through, she needs an ectoplasm rich city as well and since she has no actual papers because she was my clone and I remember you saying Gotham has people who can create new identities and-
I’m rambling again, to letter you again. I really need to stop it.
I can’t keep pretending you’re going to read these.
I know you’ll never read these. You’re gone. I can’t even find you in the Realms no matter where I look.
I’m sorry. For using you as, well, a way to vent my life for last couple of years. I shouldn’t had done it but it helped me.
Believing my friend was still alive and getting my letters I mean.
Again I’m sorry.
This will be my last letter to your ghost, pun unintended.
Goodbye Jason. Wish us luck in your city.
-Danny Fen-Nightingale...."
The sent date on the letter was roughly eight years ago.
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redxliner · 11 hours
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A little bite of my two favs characters
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