Ok Can I B The Love Of Someone's Life Now

Guys it's just merch

Danny watched with a smile hidden behind his mug of hot cocoa his new family. Originally he was only going to mess with them a little, since he wanted to keep his civilian live he gained with them but at the same time wanted to kind of provoke them to tell him about their night time jobs on their own.

Not like he could just flat out tell them he knew about their vigilantes lifes and that would be embarrassing to explain.

It's not every day that Danny's powers fluked on him, but with the stress of the past months, it happened. Right at a moment, he had to be clumsy and trip over his own feet and accidentally phased through a grandfather's clock, finding a hidden passage. Well at least he learned that way that Batman hadn't placed him with some other rich fruitloop that wasn't his godfather but well... with Batman himself and his family out of mask.

Yeah no, he did not want to explain that and hoped they would do that themselves. But apparently, they took Danny's statement of wanting a normal life a bit too serious.

Which brought him back to his current entertainment in the form of messing with his siblings.

"I don't get what the problem is guys. It's just merch." He chuckled slightly at the face Damian was making. While Jason chose to kick Tim under the table.

"Soooo how much merch on Red Robin do you have with this shirt now?" Dick asked instead with a bright smile, Danny still hadn't figured out how to tell what emotion he hid behind them sometimes.

"I think this is my third shirt of him." Danny mused, placing his cup back on the table and tapping his lip in a thinking motion. "Though I was going to pick up a couple of custom-made jackets of Red Hood and a Nightwing plush later today."

He acted like he did not hear the triumph like hiss of 'yes' from Jason as well as the very upset huff of Damian.

He just grinned at the amusement about how they apparently were competing over how much merch he owned of each of them.

When he found a Robin figure and several Robin pins mysteriously placed on his desk the next morning, he broke out laughing. Yet still just to mess with them gushed about his newly gotten merch to his family while sharing a knowing look with Alfred who knew he was just messing with them.

If there was a surprising amount of Batman merch, suddenly mixed into what he already owned the following week without his knowledge. Well, he wasn't going to complain about free stuff.

But he still would get a good laugh out of their reactions on the day he decided to full on dawn every piece of Batman merge instead of theirs.

I mean, yes, I could have put all that in a single post, but an increasingly unhinged self-reblog chain has better dramatic pacing.

Adrian: I’m having a problem with this person.

Nova: Kill them.

Adrian: No!

Nova: Then I’ll kill them for you.

Adrian: NOVA, NO!

last night I had a dream that there was a tumblr update and the only thing it changed was that for two minutes straight you could sprinkle shredded cheese on other blogs and their posts, and everyone's dashboard was just pandemonium as everyone cheesed each other. two minutes of abominable amounts of shredded cheese raining from the dash. tumblr at its finest. get cheesed

Reconciliation (an old comic)

found this in my files while looking through some old art, decided to finish the last page and just post it haha

Ugh Masterlist

Finished as of 2-02-2018

Pairing: Peter x Female!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of pain etc

Summary: Everyone has a soulmate, but they’re all tied to them differently. Some people have tattoos, others have counters or red strings. You? You can feel the pain your soulmate feels. Any bruises or cuts they receive appear on your body. Other people have this kind of tie to their soulmates too, it was just rare and it seems like you’ve got a bad one. Your soulmate is constantly getting injured and it’s driving you insane..

Part One- “Pain. That was the most common thing your soulmate had you feeling-..”

Part Two- “You didn’t know super-heroes had soulmates that were regular people.“

Part Three- “Could you really handle knowing he was out throwing himself at danger? Would you ever be strong enough to?“

Part Four- “His breath caught in his throat- from your words and the way his name sounded coming from your lips.“

Part Five- “I don’t want you.“

Part Five Point Five- “Imagine feeling this alone- imagine seeing the sad numb faces of people around you with no tie to anyone.“

Part Six- “Did heroes need saving?”

Part Seven- “This time around, he was running from you.”

Part Eight- “Was this what you deserved?”

Part Nine- “..though you couldn’t tell who’s scream was louder, Peter’s or everyone else’s..”

Part Ten- “Peter Parker was going to have to live alone- grieving for a soulmate he never got the chance to love or even know.”

Part Eleven- “He was mad at himself. If he had just stayed like his gut told him to- if he had reacted faster, had a better grip on his Spider-Sense, you wouldn’t be here. You’d be fine.”

End- ““Ugh..”, she whispered into the stars, “Finally..””

this is why I don't use gloves with hair dye

Peak character design is a dark gradient on the limbs or fingers

Starving to death this morning because ive been to the new local cafe twice this week already and if i go a third time ill look desperate.

One advantage of not really having a strong sense of gender identity is that you’re very [shrug emoji] about how people gender you. Sometimes people call me by she/her pronouns and sometimes they go with he/him pronouns and on the internet people often default to they/them, and neither option is entirely right but also, fuck if I know what would be right, and I don’t particularly care. Therefore I’m perfectly happy to outsource my gender identity to the people around me who actually need to figure out which box to put me in. I don’t need to talk about myself in third person, so really my pronouns sound like a you problem.