#it doesnt matter. not really

[luftballons99]

there was only one bed

[freefallintothevoid]

The real reason everyone makes fun of Dicks Discowing outfit is because he's the only one that can somehow pull it off

Every superhero and vigilante has has a costume like that at some point, something daring or a bit ridiculous that in hindsight that they just couldn't make work for whatever reason. Nightwing? The pretty motherfucker not only made it work, he slayed in that outfit. It looks ridiculous by itself on display in the batcave but not when Nightwing puts it on

The only reason Dick doesn't know this is because all his siblings have collectively gaslit him into thinking that it's his worst costume to date.

[puppypawbz]

me when i see my most profitable customer

[electronicmail]

on friendship

[randomminty]

A little late BUT. had to draw something to celebrate an incredibly important day

[ar-mage-ddon]

the fountain at dawn

( EPHEMERWEEK 4: promise )

[logosbot-tm]

New information has been released.

The information below is old, and I'd suggest checking out the link above first.

^Regarding whatever is going on w Iskall.

Let's all just back down, stop speculating, and don't ask questions to the Hermits. We might get to know more in the future, or we might not. They don't owe us any more information in reality.

Doc has said that he can't talk about it, and based on Mumbo's tweet and the og tweet, I'd assume that the Hermits can't currently speak about the situation.

So don't ask them anything. Have patience instead.

Here's a list of what we do know:

No minors involved

There were complaints about Iskall

Iskall resigned

Out of respect for the privacy of the people involved, they're not going to say more

Don't speculate. It just makes all the information that we do have less clear.

Also, don't go, "I was never a fan of Iskall either way."

People are allowed to be upset. You're not better or more morally good because you never enjoyed his content.

Also, reminder: We don't know the Hermits personally. We don't really know their views on things. We don't know them. YouTube is their job.

Saying that you "always got a weird vibe" is honestly a p weird thing to do. That's based on nothing, and we still don't actually know what happened.

So, stop speculating. Try to keep track of what the actual information is.

If this whole thing upsets you, try to find other things to do in the meantime.

[starry-bi-sky]

im dedicating this to @detectivedarling. i felt inspired after seeing their little ficlet yesterday sadhjfl 🫶

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Danny's grip on his cane tightens.

"What—"

His voice cracks. He stops, clears it, then tries again in spite of the nausea twisting in his gut. "What are — you, uh, watching, Bruce?" He sounds horribly far away.

Bruce doesn't look at him, his attention laser-focused on the screen. Which is— fine. It's usually not a problem, Bruce gets like that when he hyper-focuses on a case, and unless it's urgent — or he's been at it for hours — Danny sees no need to pull him away from it. He likes the quiet camaraderie they have, it's companionable and unique to the two of them.

He wishes he was right now though. Looking at him, that is.

That way he wasn't watching what was clearly one of Danny's ghost fights. One of the nastier ones, if the collateral damage and rubble on the street is of any indication.

Danny tries to remember which one that is. He shuffles a little closer to the desk, ignoring the rock in his stomach or the ugly weightlessness in his arms. It's not the blood blossoms, that much he knows. He just recently had an injection so it shouldn't be bothering him this soon—

So it's just nerves. Perfect.

Most footage of his fights are— messy, at best. Unusable at worst. Amity Park was obsessed with appearing 'normal' when they first started happening, and typical news stations censor the worst of the fights anyways for publishing, since they can get pretty gory at times. And ghosts move too fast to be caught on regular standard cameras, not including distance and light and—

That is to say— finding usable ghost fight videos is hard.

Danny wonders how Bruce got his hands on this one, and then stops wondering.

The audio is muted, which is - good. Good, because the fight is ugly and chaotic and clearly this was taken on someone's phone. Fuck, he can't remember if he ever saw that before — clearly not. They're hiding behind an overturned car, and Danny grits his teeth so he doesn't tell that idiot to run.

The camera turns up, and focuses on two figures in the air. It takes a few seconds, but when it does, Danny gets hit with a wave of vertigo. His grip tightens and he leans heavily on his cane, he waits for the black dots to disappear.

He- uh, he remembers this fight now. Uh, sort of.

He remembers being twelve at the time, and he remembers some of the injuries he got out of it. His eyelid spasms abruptly. This ghost wasn't one of his regulars, so he doesn't remember whatever name they had, barely remembered what they looked like up until- uh. Now.

Was he always that small? Well— Phantom's never been particularly big, perks of being a dead kid, but— it's - different. Seeing it from an outsider perspective. Was he that small? Or is it just because he's wearing a jumpsuit clearly too big for him that casts the illusion of being small?

Doesn't really - matter. Now. He can't access his ghost form, and he already knows the answers to his appearance.

Phantom is clearly bleeding, viscous and violently green like the bubbles of a lava lamp, clutching onto a limp shoulder that's missing an arm from the elbow down. Half his face is drenched in similar blood, the eye on the drenched side is closed — not because he can't see through the ectoplasm.

Danny's memories of that fight slowly come in a bit clearer. Right. He took a pole to the eye in that one. That had - hurt. A lot. Getting an eye gouged out usually does. It and the missing arm took hours to grow back.

He rubs his eye with his palm for no other reason than it itches.

The other ghost isn't untouched of any injury either, but he's not in a state of dismemberment like Phantom is.

Danny drops his gaze down at Bruce, whose sitting in his chair with his hands threaded together, looking so tense that Danny half expects to meet solid steel if he were to touch his back. His face is - blank. Terribly blank, with an intensity in his eyes that Danny doesn't see often.

He looks terribly distressed.

He opens his mouth, and finds that nothing comes out. His throat is thick with an ugly, tar-like feeling that makes his eyes sting. Kinda reminds him of when someone wraps their hands around your throat and presses. He closes his mouth, then tries again.

"B—" hhhhhh, "Buzz."

Finally Bruce looks at him, one hand slaps the space button on the keyboard, and the video pauses. His expression doesn't shift, but there's a weight in the lines of his face that reminds Danny of a set of weights sagging.

He looks quite like he's grieving something.

Bruce opens his mouth, his voice comes out terribly soft and heartbroken: "He looks like you."

Which is— a terrifying sentence in and of itself. One that makes Danny's legs shake and ignite his ragged, poison-chewed nerves alight with the need to run. An instinctive urge to deny, deny, deny.

How could he? He could say, that's a ghost, Bruce. I'm not a ghost. He could crack a joke, and ask, 'do I look dead to you?' or say something about how he knows that his parents studied ghosts, but that didn't make him one.

He could say that, and he could say it knowing full well that Bruce would see right through it. He'd probably let Danny too.

Danny closes his eyes. They sting, you see? So does his nose, right in the back like someone popped him in the face. And his throat is thick and gross and like someone stuck a spider, the big fat tarantula kind, right down into his esophagus.

He breathes in — through his mouth, because his nose stings and so it'd be best not to irritate it further with air — and it's terribly shaky and uneven. But it clears a pathway to his lungs big enough for him to say — whisper, really:

"You know, I think you're the first person to notice that."

[555sign]

i know now what i must become

giving tumblr another shot :)

i usually dont enjoy doing semi-realism all that much, but this one was very fun !! maybe its bc its the riddler … i digress …

[aashidoodles]

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It's been some beautiful spring days that made me think of the summer to come. So, I decided to give this game another whirl

Also peak summer moment. I wanted Jeremy to come back just so I could pour another cup on him.

[cup-o-stars]

Last part for old GF sketches

(Actually, most of these aren't old at all, but their average is brought down by the last picture, which I drew back in August and kept forgetting to post)

[ceasarslegion]

I see a lot of people get so mad they pop blood vessels over things that just do not materially matter at all on this website. Like dude I don't think it's that deep if someone ships themselves with the wrong fictional characters or whatever. My bills are due bro. If no one real or living is getting hurt i can express to you how little I give a fuck about it. And frankly you shouldn't be giving this much of a shit. Your bills are due too. If you are getting this angry on the internet about other people who are not hurting anybody real or living either learn to mind your own business or consider getting offline for a while because it's making you very mad about something that just does not matter.

[bloominglegumes]

i lied in my last post i have more rung. i'm thinking about old doctors and being cared about when you're not needed and more robot hugs

[dragon-flies-72]

Sengen is so weird to me cause when I get into a fandom I tend to gravitate to ships that have certain tropes: enemies to lovers, rivals, sun/moon, best friends to lovers, soulmates and so on.

But Sengen isn't any of that? Like don't get me wrong i do love other ships in fandoms that don't follow tropes but for a main ship in the fandom its so normal? (Weird bc literally nothing about them is normal) They like eachother because they do. That's it. They just enjoy being in eachothers company. No 'the universe put them together' kind of stuff, no its because they just want to.

There's something so simple about that, that I just love. They dont follow a trope or pattern or anything. They are just themselves, and it's because they are themselves that they are together. No fate, no destiny just two people choosing to be together. They don't have the whole 'Soulmates in every universe' thing, they just choose eachother.

And that makes it hit so much more than any other ship in any other fandom I'm in.

[dreamsy990]

TELEMACHUS AND ANTINOUS. FINALLY

[yukiranine]

phaidei but its hi2/ggz kiamei bc i never played hi3