#dot-tired

[radiance1]

Another link to this post. Meet the parents style.

So, Danny and Jason have been fake dating for a while now, and ended up marrying each other solely for tax benefits. Also, they got cool ass fucking friendship rings that they just couldn't not wear everywhere and being married is convenient so...

Anywho, so Jason has met Danny's parents but Danny hasn't met Jason's parents. Danny knows that he has some ties with the vigilantee scene due to being a Crime Lord-he still doesn't know what to think of his parents connecting the dots immediately when they only met him once while it took him more than that while living with the guy.

He thinks Jason may have been an ex-vigilantee at some point before turning to crime.

Then Danny gets blinded by rich people aura when he finds out that his bestfriend is the long thought dead child of Bruce Wayne. Frankly, he's insulted.

You mean to tell him that his could've been buying ice cream from that high class place all this time!? He shook (literally he grabbed and shook him) that point into Jason, he doesn't care that Jason never told him he was rich but he could've at least bought some high class ice cream once in a while.

Jason who was busy solidifying his power as a crime lord, avoiding his family and making sure not to leak his identity at all: I'm a literal crime lord, and the only thing you care about is me not buying you ice cream?

Danny: YES!!!!

Jason: Dork.

Right anyways, so Jason takes Danny along to meet Bruce and his fam but did say as soon as he started being uncomfortable they're leaving. The batfam is a bit blindsided by Danny, because they thought Jason was bringing his partner but its good to also get a feel for Danny's personality.

Danny and Jason did what's normal for them when Danny starts getting comfortable around the manor full of things that cost waaay more than his rent. Like half-heartedly insulting each other, being snarky, leaning on each other and other such things.

The batfam start thinking that there's more there than they know of. So they start watching a bit closer and ask a few round about questions that fly over Danny and Jason's heads. They just forget they're married often, unless it's regarding taxes.

All of this sends the wrong message when they walk into the same room and, being nosy, one of the batfam comes up to the door and uh. They hear the bed moving quite a lot.

So.

Meanwhile, Jason is trying to wrestle with Danny because this man does not pick a lane. He'll either be the human octopus (who is cold as hell) Jason has ever seen, he'll try to kick him off the bed in his sleep as if Jason personally offended him in some way, or he'll sleep in some wacky position that interrupts Jason's sleep. The last one is tied to the other two, however.

So, Jason has to frequently wrestle this man into a proper position where they both manage to get some sleep and it wouldn't have been so bad if Danny wasn't a goddamn sleep fighter. He would know, he had to nurse a bruised jaw for a few weeks.

Why do they sleep together? Listen, when you're in an apartment with not a lot of money, you gotta cut costs where you can alright?

[hmmm-fiction]

I've connected the dots

[knightofleo]

Sufjan Stevens | So You Are Tired

So you are tired of even my kiss So go back to your den Throwing out everything left in your field When there was nothing left to defend So you are dreaming of after, was it really all just for fun? I was the man still in love with you When I already knew it was done So you are tired of me, so rest your head Turning back all that we had in our life While I return to death

[kafus]

dot experimenting with clothes 🩷✨with a hint of likodot because you know how i am LOL

[wolfram-but-art]

i'm suffering so he suffers with me

[threshasketch]

Tiny Team Free Will.

[elipsis-art]

hello there :>

could you draw a gempearl? 👉👈 as a little treat?

i missed yuri day 😔

[flowery-king]

[Defanged Philip AU]

omg imagine getting thrown inside the Emperor's mind and discovering he's actually kinda like you wouldn't that be funny haha (Heavily inspired by this scene from Turning red ggghhg)

[coca-coeli]

drew some friends of mine (sodapop, pony, and johnny) (not real and not my friends) in the style of a childhood book of mine from like uhhhhhhh 1943 or something (homer price)

[abaroo]

I realised I had to refine Ceroba for my au…

In the cowboy swap au, Ceroba is actually the Sheriff and leader of the Feisty Five. Clover is still the Deputy and goes by “Lucky Star”. He loves hanging around town with his Mama ☺️. I haven’t come up with a cool cowboy name for Ceroba yet, although she probably wouldn’t use one :/

Cowboy Swap Masterpost

[scolo-evil-centipede]

Hetalia posting in 2024? Perhaps.....

[mitchmotch]

my friend @revalito and i made an anastasia inspired au =]!

[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 23: Morning Coffee Cuddles

Dew knows how his pack takes their coffee in the morning. Swiss and Cumulus are no exceptions.

Thank you so much to @forlorn-crows for putting Mushy May together, and to @ghuleh-recs for making us the dividers <3

For as long as he's been Up Top, Dew's always been an early riser. Most of his mates are content to sleep past noon barring any AM obligations. But he's always woken up with the sun, no matter how late or early he fell asleep the night before, if at all.

He yawns, all of his teeth on full display, as he pads into the common room. His tail flicks lazily behind him as he makes his way to the coffee pot in the adjoining kitchen. Something bright white catches his eye, and he freezes, turning towards it.

There's a puff of cloud-white curls peeking over the back of the couch, tucked in the corner, and Dew relaxes some. He pads closer, quiet and light on his feet, to peer over the back of the couch.

Cumulus is there, breathing slow and gentle, glasses crooked on her nose. She's fast asleep, a half finished plush in her hands. There's a skein of yarn set on the ottoman, and there's a half-completed stitch on the hook.

Dew can imagine it, Cumulus coming out here when she couldn't sleep, picking up her tour habits and passing out mid-stitch. He hums as softly as he can, lip quirking up in a smile, reaching for one of the blankets draped over the back of the couch (one she made on her first tour, his brain helpfully supplies) and carefully wrapping it around her shoulders.

She sleeps on, and Dew nods, satisfied. He turns back to the kitchen, the caffeine calling his name. The coffee pot gurgles to life, and Dew's eyes dart from it to Cumulus and back the entire time it brews, praying that she sleeps through it.

Thankfully, she doesn't stir, and Dew opens the cabinets as the coffee brews, rolling his eyes as he stands up on his tiptoes to grab two mugs. His packmates always leave them on the second shelf, and he's not that short, thank you very fucking much, but it's still a stretch to reach the mugs. He grabs two, pouring a healthy amount in each.

There's footsteps entering the kitchen, and Dew turns to greet Cumulus but stops in his tracks when he realizes it's not her, that she's still asleep on the couch.

"Ooh, makin' coffee, spitfire?" Swiss asks, yawning loudly and baring his fangs.

Dew wheels on him, hissing under his breath as he gestures over at the common room couch. "Cue's asleep, be fucking quiet."

Swiss, listening to him for once, shuts his mouth, glancing over to where Dew's pointing. "Shit," he whispers, watching with bated breath for Cumulus to stir. She doesn't, thankfully, and both ghouls relax some. "I didn't even see her, just smelled coffee and came out."

Dew shrugs, pushing his sleep-mussed braid over his shoulder as he turns back to the mugs. "No foul," he whispers, "Get yourself a mug if you want some."

Swiss flashes him his signature grin, moving past him to grab his favorite mug. He also grabs the brown sugar and honey, passing the sugar towards Dew as the fire ghoul doctors his own mug. Dew sets the brown sugar by the second mug, adding a spoonful and a heavy pour of creamer, stirring it and watching the color lighten.

The two of them take the three mugs out to the common room, approaching the couch quietly enough that they can hear Cumulus's steady breathing. Dew gets there first, her mug in hand, and he bends over the back of the couch to press a kiss between her opalescent horns, reaching around to carefully adjust her glasses where they're pressing against her temple. "Hey, lamb, that can't be comfortable."

She jolts a little, grunting softly as she's woken. Cumulus blinks, ice blue eyes meeting Swiss's first as she realizes what's going on. "Fuck, know I crochet when I can't sleep, but I didn't mean to actually fall asleep out here," she groans, stretching a little and wincing at the way her back twinges.

Dew chuckles, nosing at her cotton-white curls. "We come bearing gifts," he whispers, presenting her with a mug of coffee just the way she likes it.

Swiss leans in and gently takes her project from her so she can take her coffee, carefully winding up the slack in the yarn and tucking the hook into a stitch so it doesn't unwind before setting it on the ottoman. He sinks onto the couch next to her, leaning in to nose at her bare shoulder, right at the edge of her tank top strap. A spark of quintessence flows between them, soothing the crick between her shoulder blades.

She turns to Dew, giving him a dimpled smile and nuzzling against the sharp line of his cheek. "You boys are too sweet to me," she hums, accepting the mug and letting the warmth soak through the ceramic into her palms. Dew props himself up on the arm of the couch, wrapping an arm around her as she drinks.

"S'what you deserve, lamb."

[rotomartsblog]

You've drawn her a bunch recently so if you don't feel like it again it's super okay but since you said you're taking EAH requests... Maybe Cedar? 💓

We love Cedar in this household

(Feat my indecision with how to draw her eyes)

[threshasketch]

One scrunkly dot Castiel doodle.

[neallo]

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