#if anybody READS**** this

[cryptocism]

"just as I did, in 1983."

you'd never know my favourite parts of the show are the fucked up insane bits when my first instinct is to draw the cheesiest thing imaginable

[batfamhastwitter]

Part one of my batfam Twitter au! Stay tuned for more!

Part 1 -> Part 2

[the-scarecrow-of-aus]

Dante's (anti-) Truck-kun service

Clockwork gives Dante a part time job.

He travels across the multiverse preventing dimension jumpers from interfering with other timelines and altering their futures.

In a nutshell, whenever a powerful entity forces people out of their home dimension, Dante comes along to return them home and deliver a cease and desist to the entity.

Usually it's just the occasional stopping of 5th or 6th dimensional creatures like bat-mite by smacking them back through their portals with a clockwork approved fenton creepstick.

He finds his most common task however, is taking the flash family out at the knees whenever they time travel to change something. ("Ah my legs!" "GET crowbarred bitch!!)

[worm-on-a-blog]

happy Halloween! may it be spooky and fun >:)

[shitacademicswrite]

[veveisveryuncool]

back on my krazyshipping nonsense

[ryllen]

[bugmuncherr]

It's what they do it's true (I asked one)

[cuties-in-codices]

mary & elizabeth

from a cycle of miniatures, possibly originally preceding a psalter, muri (?), first half of the 12th c.

source: Sarnen, Benediktinerkollegium, Cod. membr. 83, fol. 2r

[ossafr4cta]

They actually make me so ill.

[morganbritton132]

was thinking about that wayne buying little steve cereal text post and was wondering if you still plan to write the fic its inspired? if so i am definitely looking forward to it and am cheering you on. if not that's cool too, i was just curious!

Unfortunately, I don’t think I’ll ever actually write the fic. But! I will tell you what I had in mind because it wasn’t supposed to be a sad fic!

Wayne starts noticing this kid around town.

He shouldn’t. He doesn’t notice any other kid, and this boy is well-dressed. He seems polite enough and well-behaved. There’s no reason that Wayne should pay him any mind, except… the hair. It’s a mess. It’s brushed up and backwards like the person who fixed it didn’t quite know what they were doing.

He keeps seeing that hair everywhere.

It’s asking questions at the hardware store about lightbulbs. It’s distracting Bob at the Radio Shack. It’s taking up half the aisle at Melvard’s with a cart it can’t see over, and asking Wayne, ‘Mister, can you reach the floss for me, please?’

There’s nothing out of the ordinary, honestly, but Wayne feels a might uncomfortable every time he sees this head of hair (a bit more stylish than the last) doing something that a parent might do. Especially because he never sees a parent.

It comes to head when he’s three people back in line at Melvard’s and people are complaining. He sticks his head out to see what the hold up is and sees that head of hair again, counting out quarters and dimes at the counter for a box of cheerios.

Davey, in front of him, swears under his breath and bounces on his feet like he’s about to say something, but Wayne beats him to it. Wayne takes the few steps up to the counter, looks Donald in the eye and wishes that it had been Joyce Byers instead.

He sits his carton of eggs and gallon of milk down on the counter next to the kid’s cereal and tells Don to ring it all up together. Then he tells the kid, “Put your money away, boy.”

He tries to talk to him outside the store, but the boy squeaks out ‘thanks’ and is running before Wayne can get anything out. He doesn’t see him for a while after that, and he can’t stop thinking about how hungry he looked.

A month and some change later, Wayne finds himself sliding into a booth at the diner across from the kid with the hair. He’s devouring slices of toast, pennies and nickels counted out on the table next to him.

The kid startles, and Wayne cuts to the point, “You hungry?”

The kid nods in that skittish way that reminds him of his nephew and Wayne orders two plates of pancakes. He lets the boy eat before he asks where his parents are. He gets no answer. He asks if he has enough food at home. The kid’s eye flicker to him and then back down, “Usually.”

He clicks his tongue, swears internally, and asks how often he’s left alone and hungry, and the boy says, “Their flight got delayed.”

The boy shrugs his shoulders and explains the money they leave him, and how sometimes he’s runs out but he’s learning better. It crushes Wayne just a little that he seems so proud of himself. Wayne gives the kid his number and tells him that if he’s ever hungry to call him.

For a while, Steve would call sporadically. Sometimes goes weeks, sometimes months. They’d meet at the diner and eat. This eventually lead to Wayne cooking for him in his trailer, then to him teaching Steve the basics, then to them cooking together.

Steve got older. He got a credit card. He got busier with school, and sports, and his friends. He didn’t need Wayne to feed him anymore, but they still tried to have dinner at least once a month.

When Eddie came to live with Wayne, he told him that Stevie came to dinner every third Saturday of the month. Eddie assumed Stevie was Wayne’s girlfriend.

The first Saturday that passed, Steve had to cancel because he had a basketball game. The second Saturday, Steve’s parents were in town so he couldn’t come. The third, Steve no showed, called the next day delirious with flu and apologized to Wayne.

The fourth Saturday rolls around and Eddie is thinking, “Man, this chick does not like Wayne. He needs to break up with his girlfriend before it gets really sad.”

Then there is a knock at the door, and Eddie opens it to the biggest jock asshole in the school.

Eddie stares at Steve in horror, and Steve stares back in total confusion, and then they both get annoyed like, “What are you doing here?”

Then cut to Eddie calling Steve out on bullying and Steve tattling about Eddie walking on the lunch tables. They bicker and argue, and Wayne secretly loves it.

[jinglejanglejinglejongle]

Harlan Ellison: *creates the most despicable machine in history* Behold. The Allied Mastercomputer. He hates mankind.

Fans: is he single

Harlan Ellison: w hat

[soullesscorvidds]

Soul redesign! Ugh reference sheets take forever to draw. Anyway Spamton art coming soon

[dateamonster]

[person who complains online about "fake monsterfuckers" who only like conventionally attractive mostly-humanoid appearing monsters voice] sorry i cant talk right now chapter 47 of my favorite monsterfucker webtoon comic about a demon who works at a coffee shop just updated. yeah he doesnt actually do any demon stuff but he can control fire (he uses it to make the coffee) and there are occasional puns about hell and he looks really cool! the plot? well its a slowburn romance between him and a human woman whos like a witch but in a modern urban fantasy psuedo-wiccan way. and like she knows hes a demon and there isnt really any big dramatic tension over it or outside forces working against them and their relationship is basically identical to any hallmark romcom plot but hes a demon so thats like super taboo. or i dont know probably. the author hasnt really explained why it would be. no hes really nice. look its subversive queercoded cozycore you wouldnt get it.

[siderains]

once quicksilver is free from ugly designs, bad writing, cheap plots, heritage erasure, wrong character interpretations and constant underestimation of his power levels it’s over for you bitches

[fluffyfangirl]

Comfy.