this one tsn fic permanently changed me now i can’t not think about eduardo witnessing the collapse and crashing his car when i think about the 2008 financial crisis. i’m a econ major god damn it
Shipping a man in a canon het relationship with another man but I'm shaking my head the whole time so you know it's not out of misogynistic disregard for the woman character
so like basically that north face zip up is a child of divorce is what i’m understanding
man this anxiety literally evolved like a fuck ass pokémon and i can’t fight it anymore 😝
Only Neil Gaiman would make a character who is a gay cat god who wants to fuck a repressed Edwardian boy
The "God" we made from unethically sourced flesh and metal won't talk to us anymore so I'm gonna abandon you guys and the project and hope it doesn't remember my name or face
a quick thank you to the norwegian language
hit the worst dressed list!
guy only owns 7 shirts and 7 pants and set, rotating outfits for his weeks
Have you ever thought of drawing a De-aged Tim with Damian ---who would now be older and taller? I would love to see their interactions. Maybe even Jason being a big brother and protective.
I have indeed thought about that.
Yes there is a live snake in that pillow case. Timmy’s just happy to be included.
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Damian: You know, you’ve always considered me something of a mentor.
Timmy: Aren’t I usually older than you?
Damian: Yes, but you admire me for my vastly superior skills and intellect.
Damian: Besides… I’m Robin. Everyone knows you love Robin.
Damian: Which is precisely why we made that pact that you would obey my every command— Quick!! I hear footsteps!!