Why I'm up always
characters going “we were lovers once”: eh, it’s okay i guess. it’s nice enough
characters going “we were friends once”: absolutely devastating. one hit knockout i’m gone
I lied put your clothes back on. I don't know how to fuck and I'm scared
inspired by the beautiful variant cover by stephen byrne
he totally gives me phantom thief vibes!
al Ghul banners for combating misinformation <3
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I think Bakugou would kill for a lot of people but the only person he would die for without hesitation is Izuku and I think Izuku would die for a lot of people but the only person he would kill for without hesitation is Kacchan
Jason staying over at the mansion for a few weeks and everyone is lowkey worried with varied amounts of being vocal about it (tim, grumbling abt how he better not go apeshit when hes trying to keep the company from sinking; dick smiling but also being a tiny bit strained bcos as much as he loves his brother u just never know with him; damian loudly yelling about how Todd Must Not Trespass etc; Cass silently putting delicate things away slowly but surely. misplacing sharp objects just in case; Bruce staring at the 70 bedrooms, wondering which one will incite the least amount of trouble; alfred pre gaming lots of baking stuff stock piling flour and shit)
however, when jason actualy comes over, all he does is some grumbling, a little bit of bitchassery, annoying tim and damian but 98% of the time he's knocked out.
Is he ill? hurt? they all wonder.
no. jason is just a professional sleeper.
Post patrol? sleeping
pre patrol? sleeping.
10am? sleeping
1pm? sleeping
3pm? lunch and cooking and reading.
7pm? sleeping.
10 pm? dinner and gym
11pm to 5am? patrol
this is a continuation of my Jason Is THE Unemployed Brother TM au.
My adaptation of the God of Arepo short story, which was originally up at ShortBox Comics Fair for charity. You can get a copy of the DRM-free ebook here for free - and I'd encourage you to donate to Mighty Writers or The Ministry of Stories in exchange.
Again it's an honour to be drawing one of my favourite short stories ever. Thank you so much for the original authors for creating this story; and for everyone who bought a copy and donated to the above non-profits.
how is trump alive?? like hes rlly gone thru his whole life like That …. and no one has ever just fuckin decked him?? gave him the ole one two? knocked his lights out??? incredible
As a artist
Ik Damian be crashing tf out
Damian:*muffled screaming from upstairs*
Duke: what the fuck was that..
Steph: oh thats just Damian in his art studio
Duke: isn't art supposed to be relaxing??..
Steph: 🤷🏼♀️
Damian: *yelling* I FUCKING HATE COLOR THEORY *window smashes*
Pondering my orbs.