Violence-and-fun - Violence Isn't The Answer

patrolling 🥰

They are like gummies to me

y putamadre quien diria que hacer chibi es la cosa mas complicada del mundo la cantidad de veces que tuve que re hacer alguno de ellos no me covencia fua NUNCA MAS EN VIDA VUELVO HACER CHIBI COSA BIEN COMPLICADA CASI MUERO , PELEANDO POR MI VIDA CON ESTO EN SERIO PINCHE ANAMOTIA BIEN QLIADAME VOY A MATAAAAAAAR

english translation: chibi is hard

struggling w art n motivation a lot rn so i forced myself to draw something silly featuring the robins!

my vision of what they are saying below vvv

Walk with me (proceeds to be delusional)

I rewatched MAWS and The Batman right after the other and instantly got brainworms It makes no sense but I am master of my own universe and can draw whatever inane thought I have so this exists now

Dc x Dp #35

Gotham has a Waffle House that has been almost untouched for a few months now. Sure there have been a few fights inside, but that's no big deal. The big deal is that their cook has stopped plenty of attacks from robbers and even well known rogues.

Many of the staff and regulars also believed that the same cook was also a cryptid of some kid with how quiet he is, how cold his presence is, and how he seemed to just appear out of nowhere with no sound being made. But who cares? His waffles are the bomb.

Danny is thankful for the steady night job, but would very much appreciate it if the Bats stopped watching him through the windows.

Please enjoy the infectious laughter of the Australian senate struggling to keep its composure while grilling a man about getting semen out of a bee

So I learned that some spiders purr to attract a mate and I had this silly thought!

(I learned after I finished this that they don’t actually purr. They use their lil feet to make vibrations noises from the ground. I was to proud to fix it😔)

If I get a nickel for every blorbo whos a tall dark haired man with red eyes, broody af and a pack leader of other infected I'd get 2 but it's kinda impressive that it only happened twice.

I just found out that the Spanish batfam community calls damian "bolita de ódio" which translates to tiny ball of hatred and I think that's beautiful

Twilight’s eyes were wide with distress. He opened his mouth twice before speaking. “Is that another Link?”

The child on the beach coughed and spluttered, buffeted by the tide. Their small hands sunk into the waterlogged sand before they managed to crawl toward the nearest palm tree. A fairy hovered nearby, its aura dim with unease.

“That’s… me,” Time croaked. In his satchel, he felt the pulse of the Zora Mask—an eddy, salt-rich and so, so mournful. There was a similar feeling from the child on the beach. “I don’t know how, but that’s me.”

Warriors took a deep breath as if to speak. Haltingly, he began, “He looks like you. As I remember you, I mean.”

“What do you mean, remember?” Sky asked. “You knew each other before?”

“Not exactly,” Warriors answered when Time could not. The child on the beach began to sob.

“Why are we just standing here?” Wild asked quietly, his feet rooted all the same. “We should be helping him. We should, right?”

Anxiously, Time reached for his ocarina. The color was faded after so many years. “I don’t… I don’t think we can.”

“Why not?” Legend asked, grief and kindness poorly hidden beneath a scowl. “He’s hurt. He’s hurting. You’re…” He cleared his throat. “You’re just a baby.”

The child on the beach struggled to pull himself together. He covered his head with his arms and asked ‘why’. The Oceanside Spider House lay like a tomb ahead of him.

“This is the third day,” Time told them hollowly. His stomach rolled and rolled and rolled. He fought the urge to double over. “We can’t interfere.”

Wind glanced between child and adult. “But what if—”

“We can’t,” Time said again, searching the sky for that haunting grimace. The ground rumbled tellingly. “People will die. It has to happen this way.”

A portal opened behind them, promising a new world. “This is cruel,” Warriors muttered, more furious than any of the others had ever seen him. “There’s no point to this but cruelty.”

In the end, the nine heroes left Termina without truly entering it—tourists to what had happened during some brief moment in time within time within… time. They glimpsed a broken child and left him to his fate.

The child did not notice. He panicked, then he carried on.