Let's Get Cozy, Friend.

hope is a skill

I DID IT I DID IT !!! I’ve been trying for so long aaaaaand I don’t know if I could draw them again-

Makes me happy tho

Counterargument, forehead kisses, one on each side.

*takes a nasty bite out of burger, munching in bliss and taking a sip of soda out of my straw mid-chew*

You know what would be amazing? If there's this Sleeping Beauty AU where Danny and Kon have to figure between the two of them who kisses Tim (who's sleeping beauty in this case). But when neither of them work, they get dejected because maybe Tim wasn't in love with them after all.

*SLAMS SODA ON TABLE, ACCIDENTALLY SPILLING SOME*

WHAT THEY DON'T KNOW IS THAT THEY NEED TO KISS TIM AT THE SAME TIME!!!!!

*wipes mouth with hand and burps, loudly*

Anyways, that's all I got. *finger guns* Pay my tab for me, will ya? Ciao!

Hey wait! Damn guess I’ll have to steal anon’s fibula when they least expect it. I’m in your walls bucko and I’m comin for you.

Ok this is interesting though so I’ll only steal some sesamoid bones. You don’t need them anyways.

Big question is… would they even figure out that Tim needs to be kissed by BOTH of them?!

Like I’d expect that it takes a few weeks for that realization to happen. Maybe one of the other batfam finds something of Tim’s that describes someone he loves but he uses plurals. That leads to suspicion that they’re doing the wrong approach.

Now the argument is who kisses Tim’s hand and who kisses his mouth.

I love that identity reveals between Jim Gordon and Bruce in fic almost always go the same way. Bruce goes "How did you know? Was it my acting?" and nine times out of ten Jim says something along the lines of "No, your acting was phenomenal. You gave yourself away by caring too much, Mr. Wayne."

Because the billionaire playboy cover was perfect and damn near airtight until one Bruce Wayne leapt in front of someone else during a holdup at a gala and "accidentally" got shot. No self-involved airhead with that much money riding on his life would ever -- ever -- let himself think of someone else in that moment.

Bruce, busting in: WHERE IS HE.

*Batfam proceeds to tear down the entire GIW in epic cross country road trip full of red herrings, false leads, cold leads, and emotional breakdowns*

Jason, in Gotham, still forgetting to contact his family: More pancakes?

Danny: Yes please.

Short DPXDC Prompts #657

It was supposed to be a basic bust. Get in, beat up the goons, alert the GCPD of the illegal goods, get out.

This bust wasn’t the same. The strange men in the white suits overwhelmed Nightwing and Red Hood and knocked them out. Nightwing woke up still in the warehouse. Red Hood however, was gone.

Red Hood didn’t know what these Ghost Investigation Ward guys wanted him for but a sinking feeling in his gut said that it wasn’t for anything good

Yyyyeah, this stuff is 'pay to play'. You don't have to be popular, or good, you just need to pay.

Wish over Mutant Mayhem and Nimona?????

4 days until wet rat wednesday

finally came up with a good poll idea so, for posterity:

@badjokesbyjeff

“Commander, do you read?”

“Uh… yes, captain. I read you.”

“Did you identify the object blocking the wormhole?”

“Yes, sir. It’s um…”

“Well? What is it?”

“It’s a cargo ship.”

“A star-freighter? What is it doing here?”

“Not a star-freighter, sir. A cargo ship. Like the kind that used to go on the water.”

“What?”

“That’s what I was thinking.”

“I see… well, does it have any identifying markers?”

“There’s a company logo.”

“What does it say?”

He doesn't help people, he doesn't. If he tried he'd just fuck up the kid's life.

...Aaand his exes are talking about various war crimes they'd like to commit on the denizens of the Infinite Realms in explicit detail while one of said denizens, their child, looks both uncomfortable and resigned.

...Shit. Shit shit shit. He's got black hair and blue eyes, he can just drop him off with Bats. John won't get attached, right?

...Right?

I am positively feral of the idea that John Constantine is an ex of both Maddie and Jack Fenton. Imagine the possibilities. They’re endless.