HOW IS MY SISTER STRAIGHT UP CARRYING A GUZHENG?????
SIS IS FUCKING BUFF

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HOW IS MY SISTER STRAIGHT UP CARRYING A GUZHENG?????
SIS IS FUCKING BUFF
Are you still taking sketch requests?? If you are could we get some doodles of Colin and Damian?, really hard finding art of them together lol :3 ,hope you get the rest you need>_<, have a lovely day/night!! đđ
i actually left it as (mostly) a sketch for once xD oh, and yeah, i'm always taking sketch requests! it's just that i take a while to finish a drawing... but i'm always very happy to receive requests, everyone has such good ideas! so thank you~!
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Slade: Lex is making me go to this costume party. I need you to come as my plus one and make him regret it.
Dick: How? Act up or show off?
Slade: Just make sure no one is talking about whatever product Lex is trying to launch.
Dick: I have just the thing.
*Slade goes to pick up Dick*
Dick: Think this will work?
*Dick is wearing a downright scandalous Superman costume with a lot of skin on show and his hair done to match*
Slade: Why are you not evil? You would be so good at it.
A Titan finding out about Dick being in a relationship with Slade when one of them bursts into Dickâs apartment for some reason and finds Slade awake, the big spoon to a sleeping Dickâs little spoon, and Slade just looks at them and says 'Shush, the birdie's sleeping'
(Of course Dick wakes up almost immediately afterwards and begs the Titan not to tell anyone about Slade and the Titan agrees but only because they want to join in on the dom/sub relationship Dick and Slade have going on)
DC Cosmic Cards - Inaugural Addition, 1991
For card links, see: Checklist A | Checklist B
About This Set
In my experience, officially licensed DC trading cards are frustratingly hard to find (especially in comparison to Marvel, for example). When I do find a DC set Iâm interested in, itâs rare that they really knock it out of the park. And dare I say, back in 1991, Impel Manufacturing (later known as Skybox Entertainment)âreally knocked it out of the park.
180 base cards split into 8 unique themed categories. 10 ultra rare, breathtakingly gorgeous hologram cards. A card numbering system that actually makes sense and doesnât make me want to rip my hair out.
This set is just missing one thing: Batman.
Earthâs Mightiest Heroes: Nightwing - #65
DC Cosmic Cards - Inaugural Addition, 1991
Earthâs Mightiest Heroes: Deathstroke The Terminator - #44
DC Cosmic Cards - Inaugural Addition, 1991
I keep thinking of an au where somehow the fab five just donât know Robin/Nightwingâs secret ID but they know he somehow has done every possible side job known to man, and it just becomes like the running joke from American Dad with Roger having a million disguises/personas
Dick: You should look him up, tell him I sent you.
Wally: Irwin Beyer, Junior, acting coach. This-this is you, isn't it? I'm-I'm gonna get down there, and it's gonna be you.
Dick: It's a strong possibility.
Or the four of them are at some class he recommended they go to for whatever reason and theyâre all excited waiting around until:
Roy: The teacher here is supposed to be the most intense and demanding instructor in all of clowning, and... shit, it's Rob, isn't it? It's gonna be Rob.
Dick, bursting through the door in his disguise of the day: Alright, jackoffs, the name is HJ Rimmons!
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Damianâs menagerie but itâs just animals heâs using to replace his brothers.
im stuck on the marriage of convenience BatLantern
Hal coming home from a two month long mission with long, matted hair and a scruffy beard and he mutters a hello and an apology to Bruce and brushes past him into his 'guest' room and falls asleep.
when he wakes up the next morning his boots have been removed from his feet and cleaned, sitting next to the door of his room, and there's a cup of coffee and some eggs and bacon on the table next to him
Hal scarfs it down and rolls his eyes about 'rich people and what they make their servants do' before he shuffles into the horribly lavish bathroom to shave
Then he sits in front of the vanity mirror for a while, just staring at his hair. He doesn't even know where to start
Bruce knocks on the door even though its open, poking his head inside
"I could do it for you." He offers, hovering outside the door even though it's his house. "If you don't want to cut it. I could- clean it. For you. If you want."
And hell, sure. Alright. Hal has never paid attention to his hair before, go wild.
Bruce takes him to the bathroom and washes his hair and Hal genuinely falls asleep because its so soothing and calming and its the most caring thing hes been treated to since he was a child and his mom would rub his back when he was throwing up
Bruce washes and dries and brushes his hair for him and when hes done he presses a soft kiss to Hal's forehead, braiding the front strands of his hair to the back so it doesn't interfere with his fighting
'its just a part of the marriage act' Hal tells himself, even though they're completely alone inside the Manor.
"Thanks." he says, aloud, and Bruce waves him off like it's nothing.
But it's not. Hal hasn't been taken care of since he was a kid. But bruce acted like it was something special, like it was a reward for him to be able to take care of him.
Hal spends the night staring at the enormously beautiful ceiling, realizing hes in deep, deep shit.
Nightwing standing in front of the phone camera as Redhood records: every bird has its own mating call.
Nightwing: letâs listen to this oneâs.
Nightwing turns showing Red Robin, Bernard and Superboy.
Red Robin, screaming metal: AHHHHHHHHHHH
Superboy:
Superboy: yeah, I donât think I can do that-
Bernard: AHHHHHHHH!
Nightwing:
Nightwing: we canât post this.
Redhood: itâs live.
Garth: *in Atlantean* (I donât understand, is Dick lying?)
Roy: *in Atlantean* (I donât know.)
Dick: Why are you speaking Atlantean?
Garth: Why are you speaking English?
Dick: This is ridiculous. Donna, do you remember when we learned Ubbi Dubbi?
Donna: Ubabsubolubutubly ubi duboo.
Dick: Ubexcubellent. Duboes Gubarth knubow ubiâm lubyubing?
Donna: Ubif Ruboy tubold hubimâŠubitâs pubossubibuble.
Garth: Oh, wait, stop that!
Dick: You stop that!
Garth: *in Atlantean* (Do you understand them?)
Roy, pausing for a while: *in Atlantean* (No.)
Garth: *in Atlantean* (Damn it.)