Dick, to the Titans: OK this is my little brother, everyone has to be so nice to him!
Jason, 6'4, built like a double fridge and holding a gun: Hey.
The Titans:
Years later.
Dick, to the Titans again: OK this is my even littler brother, everyone be super super nice to him!
Duke, 6'2, built like a linebacker and lit up like a glo stick: Yo.
The Titans:
Years after that.
Dick, again, to the Titans: OK this is my littlest baby brother, everyone has to be so sweet to him! He's a baby!
Damian, 18 and 6'0, made of pure muscle and holding a sword: Greetings.
The Titans: ...where are you finding these brothers.
Jon Antilles fica are my favorite lol
Short Jango doodles I made about a year ago but forgot about
The two speaking are Jaster and Jon Antilles (fuelled by wonderful rarepair authors on ao3)
New Robin Tim: *Just sitting there happily watching the Incredibles with Dick and Bruce*
Dick and Bruce: *secretly watching Tim and glancing at each other every time Syndrome comes on screen*
People keep forgetting that he went villain with Tim. Like this boy is RIDE AND DIE.
I hate when Bart Allen is shoe-horned into the role of "silly speedster guy". He is so much more complex. He is desperate to do good, he spaces out, he is so protective of the people he loves, he is angry (with the world and himself) more often that one might think, he is firmly loyal, he is fighting an uphill battle against his own nature.
He is not just a goofy guy.
I love this!!!
Everyone stared at the scars on Count Fwhip’s body, the many scars across his chest and back now fully exposed by the way his shirt and jacket had become tattered in the explosion. He knelt near the center of the explosion site, still having attempted to defuse the device in order to allow others to escape.
Fwhip’s arms came up to try to block the view of his chest, but between his chest and back both being on display, there was nothing he could do to hide his body completely from sight.
He heard the sound of footsteps approaching him and he curled up even tighter, trying to hide from whoever was approaching.
He heard no words following the footsteps stopping in front of him, though he could tell that the figure had crouched down and was doing something.
Fwhip felt cloth fall over his shoulders, covering his body from the gaze of onlookers.
When he glanced up, he was shocked to find Jimmy crouched in front of him. Upon further inspection, the Codfather had given Fwhip his cloak. That was not something to be done lightly. Not in Oceanic cultures. Especially not when done by the ruler of the Codlands.
A Selkie’s coat was their life. To give his to Fwhip, to hide the scars that were so clearly on display, that meant something. Fwhip didn’t know exactly what, but it was something.
Fwhip finally let himself cry, feeling the exposure, the vulnerability of his lack of clothing so keenly now that he was safe from view. Jimmy hid even that from onlookers, pulling Fwhip close and letting the other man hide his tears against Jimmy’s chest or neck.
“I’ve got you. You’re safe.”
Fwhip, against all odds, believed him.
To look into later :p
A ROTTMNT and Samurai Rabbit AU mainly inspired by Tangled where Leo's separated from his family and becomes Big Mama's son!
Leo's ref here
Usagi's ref here
Comic of the AU!
Chapter 1: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9
Extra (QnA)
Chapter 2: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6
Chapter 3: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7
Chapter 4: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10
Chapter 5: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9
Final Chaper: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 (WIP)
Asks are open too! :D
The young justice team is in a bit of a pickle. It had been a usual mission, Klarion causing mischief again, before someone had mentioned the date.
The literal chaos lord had shrieked, stopping his attack, and asked for clarification. Maybe that wasn’t a good idea because one moment they were in Happy Harbour, and the next they’re somewhere else with green everywhere and floating islands.
And Klarion doesn’t explain- not that they were expecting him to- and just bolts into a… wow that is a very big and scary looking castle. Keep? Honestly it’s if someone combined a gothic citadel with a clocktower of some sort.
Not important, because they had chased after Klarion who uh… Oh no, that is a Very big entity, that is two Very Big entities that could crush them in their fingers. And they are now stuck in this place seeing as the portal closed behind them.
Honestly Klarion is happy he made it home before curfew! Even if he had to bring his sort-of-friends with him to make it in time. It’s not his fault, he’s not used to having a guardian, nevermind two! Not to mention siblings, which he’s now the oldest of too, so he has to be a positive influence. Like teaching them how to properly do chaos without destroying a world.
Oh, but this is perfect anyway, one of his dads has been wanting to talk to the speedsters anyway, and his other dad is still under house arrest for the whole, trying to take over the living realm thing. But that’s not important, he has little siblings to introduce!
Mace: Some padawans might have gotten into a bar brawl.
Tholme: Well, that was entirely predictable.
Mace: One of them punched a gang member.
Tholme: Quinlan?
Mace: Obi-Wan, actually.
Tholme: Oh, that was going to be my second guess.
DP x TMA
Peter Lukas really should've been more careful with the fog jumpscares, especially first thing in the morning.
(Set sometime during season 4)
Danny is so violent in this AU. Literally any avatar shows up and it is On Sight XD
Jason, horrified and slightly offended that people call HIM the bad Robin when this monstrosity exists: who the hell let you outta the psych ward?
Tim, turning slowly to meet Jason’s eyes: the psychiatrist. They all think I’m perfectly normal. Let me remind you Jason, I am Robin because I needed to make a point.
Tim: How many people are you willing to kill for your mission?
Jason: How many are you
Tim: For my mission? Zero. Now, to make a point on the other hand...
Been thinking about Piett casually (and constantly) refering to Vader as "my husband" and people who don't know who the husband in question is are "ah sweet a loving couple" and those who do know are s w e a t i n g
I’m imagining a new-hire aid that comes in a couple decades after RotJ when the New Republic is well established. Sure Vader and Piett are in the news occasionally but it’s feasible to miss, and aid was wee bebe when the d r a m a happened so they have no idea.
So the aid’s just doing their job their bestest, and Piett is nice, and the aid can’t figure out why some of their coworkers seem a little scared of him (???) or, like, a lot scared of him and avoid him (??!!!??!).
Like 5 months later they’re popping into his office to drop something off and there’s this 7 foot tall fire-breathing-dragon of a man there and OH. OH. ‘MY HUSBAND THIS’ AND ‘MY HUSBAND THAT’. RIGHT. SHIT.
Piett: “...You alright-- Aid: “HereyouarePiettsir” -sets papers on desk and scurries away- Vader: ... Piett: ... Vader: -turns to frown at Piett- Piett: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯