Anthem, Leonard Cohen

Headcannon that due to diligently monitoring the Wayne family’s media image, Alfred is chronically online, and as such, is constantly dropping slang into conversation like-

(Over the coms)

Batman: Alfred, what’s the update on the Arkham situation?

Alfred: *Ahem* Unfortunately sir, it is as they say- ‘we’re cooked’

Collective groans from Tim, Dick, and Jason over the coms

Batman: …Huh?

Jason: *muttering* I knew I should’ve stayed outa this one…

Damian: I don’t understand, what are we cooking?

Alfred: It’s giving ‘failure era’, sir-

Dick: Damn it!

Tim: We really are cooked

Damian: What does that -?

Alfred: It’s lowkey not-

Batman: In English Alfred. Please.

Alfred: *Sigh* My apologies, sir. The Joker has escaped.

lately ive been bedridden with a terrible case of i dont wanna

Choice 💚💛❤️ - Life Series

Happy third life anniversary, everyone! 🎉

The song used is Choice by Jack Stauber ^^

Here are some of the still images I used for the vid 🕺

https://archiveofourown.org/users/TitaniumCurlyFry/work

Come read the random stuff I cook up in my free time? I guess?

Secret life scar hehe

I also wanted to draw his red life skin, but .. *someone booing* I.. got tired... *crowd booing and throwing tomatoes*

I really should've looked up what sunflower fields looked like, it's a mess in the background ...

Me watching BDub's episode last week as he threatened to ride to ride BDub's horse into the river and then promptly tried to kill him. Like bro. He's just out here like "Oh? Me? I could never do that..."

I haven't watched a lot of Herrmitcraft recently, but yeah, that facade is real and highkey scary

(source: I get viewed as a fragile golden child a lot)

Me when people see c!scar as an innocent himbo and victim who never does anything wrong ever

This. This is the post that I think of any time I have a headache or brain fog and have to write emails to my profs. I always double and triple check. It is because I am very Afraid.

That being said I wrote an entire essay on a bad symptom day. Mind you, this was before I was medicated for my chronic illness and my bad days then were straight-up up room-spinning, brain-bursting, exhausting exercises in defeat. In this case, I turned in my essay. My vision and brain fog were so bad that I couldn't read. I was surprised when I got a bad grade, and when I actually went back and looked I couldn't even be mad at my prof.

Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.

Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.

Jason, trying to intimidate Tim: you think you can escape me? in the league of assasins they used to call me the executioner. do you know how fucked up you have to be to get an organisation of assassins to give you a murder-centric title?!?! DO YOU?!?!?

Tim, eyes wide: dude i didn’t realise they were your waffles i’m sorry-

Damian in the doorway: they were MY waffles that Todd stole from ME.

Jason:

Tim:

Damian: and for the record nobody called you ‘the executioner’. most of us called you ‘pebbles’ because after you were brought out of the pit we kept finding you throwing pebbles into the pond in the courtyard

Tim, fighting a smirk: …pebbles?

Jason, to Tim: i will slam you up against this wall.

Damian, humming: he does have a strong arm. all that pebble throwing practice.

Jason: OK I WILL CALL YOUR MOTHER-

(jason totally taught damian how to skip rocks instead of training him one morning and damian would rather die than admit its one of his favourite memories)

Hello tumblr here’s a comic panel redraw for u bc I love theym <3

Original:

hgcz doodles from last year