On One Hand, I Have Jazz. On The Other Hand I Have Prowl.. 🤨🤔

ninja turtles are here for projecting and processing grief, apparently.

i've seen lots of 'the death of future donnie' comics, most recently ofc being from @somerandomdudelmao (i went back and forth abt tagging but then decided i would, because this is directly their fault,) and then, of course, all the fan content that was made in response to said comic... and i love seeing so many people make so much awesome work! but it's also really fucking sad.

so often in the real world, there are no goodbyes, no dying in the arms of a loved one, no heroic sacrifices, there's just... death. people just die and it sucks. especially because in real life there's also no cool storyboarder assuring you that there's gonna be a happy ending and you'll see them again. and so it's like... then what?

i dunno. i was just sad about it for a while, and i wasn't really sure what to do with that, but i guess this is my answer. sometimes you don't get to say goodbye or hold them when they leave you, and you dunno if you'll get to see them again. but you can still have the mark they left on the world and hang onto that. because no matter what, once upon a time, they were there, and you remember. other people probably do, too.

Hands: a batfam drabble

While the eyes may be the window to the soul, but Tim fully believes the hands are more significant. Your hands show your journey, where you've been. Tim familiarized himself with the hands of the people around him.

Damian’s handsp are small. Chubby. But deceptively hardened. Callouses wrap around his little brothers hands, telling of long, laborious days. But those little hands create amazing things. Colorful paintings and sculptures Tim can't even dream up.

Dick has strong hands. His callouses are older. Small scars across his knuckles tell of conflict, fighting. But those strong hands radiate endurance and hope. The strength that only an acrobat can have. Tim knows his strength runs deeper than his hands, it's a bone-deep essential part of his brother.

Jason has scarred hands. Thick ridges criss cross his fingers. Once upon a time those hands had been split open, blood falling onto splintered wood and expensive satin and dirt. Now those hands cook dinner for his family when it's Jason’s turn to host movie night

Cass' hands are dangerous. Lithe and quick. Before you could blink those hands would have you pinned to the ground. They move like a fleeting shadow, but also like a dancing butterfly. Those hands flit about as Cass twirls and dances. They seem to float around her. She looks like a fairy, circled by two bright butterflies.

Tim is not sure what his hands tell. He's not sure he ever wants to discover that. The secrets that are contained with one's hands are special and precious to him. So he hides his hands. Crossed together, behind his back, swaddled in hoodie pockets. No matter what his hands stay hidden, along with the secrets they contain.

Praxians praxianing. Or something haha.

Smokescreen living his best coldest life. Blueastreak and Percy doing snow sniper duels :D

Wait I just thought if Blue is here maybe it would be fun to add Sunny and Sides as well……hm

My brother: explaining Fortnite for the 50th time.

Me: confused af, but happy to have a conversation that doesn't involve arguing.

Him: You get what I'm saying.

Me: Absolutely not, but I'm happy you're happy bud.

It like 10:40 and my brain is like "hey remember the face of the category 2 Alternates in the Mandela Cataloge"...

@oliveid

I am absolutely obsessed with Keferons Mecha Pilot Jazz AU

So my brain had to cook a little somthin up…

I plan to update at least once a week. Best case scenario, twice a week cuz the chapters are small…

:)

Part 2 of Batfam Nerf War

Scroll down for part 1. It's not far.

Previously: Tim then builds a team...

The "Tim team" consists of Steph, Duke (reluctantly), and Cass.

It starts out with the four of them ambushing Jason as random times. At one point, Jason has to restrain himself from pulling a real gun on Steph. She has her guns loaded with glitter as a "artistic addition".

Jason eventually loses it and recruits the "big guns". He promises Dick a hug and cashes out a favor from Damian.

The group spends about a week ambushing each other (Tim usually concocted unusually complicated traps). Until Dick's gun malfunctions and accidentally fires on Damian. The teams split into three, the four....

By next week the manor becomes the battle ground of a no-holds free-for-all nerf war.

God help poor Alfred.

Imagine nerf darts, glitter, and batarangs scattered all around the mansion. Alfred just following behind and cleaning up the "bat tornado aftermath".

Somehow, Bruce is completely oblivious to the destruction his children are causing. "It just a harmless game Alfred". Bruce is lucky Alfred loves him.

I'll write part 3 when I'm motivated.

peepaw’s got MAD KICKS!!!!

my human ver of omo!Leo bc turtle hard to draw </3 (and don’t forget to check out the reblogs for the close ups I posted!! there’s som nice texture :) )

(you can read Odd Man Out here by @threestripeslider !!)

Batfam quotes as things my family has said

Dick: hey, you want to go get Starbucks

Jason: Sur-

*loud footsteps sprinting down the hallway*

Tim: *slides around corner* CoFfEe?!

*silence*

Damian: you need professional help.