to be honest, I tried to draw a scary creepy face for the guest, and the first thought was to draw a scaaarryyy picture, but all my attempts ended up like this
It started when the Young Justice team started noticing Tim smile more at his phone.
`♡´-› ⌕ .ᐟ
The day was quiet, nothing urgent was taking place.Just a nice relaxation day with everyone in the tower.
Tim was currently laying on the couch in a sideways position holding his phone.
What was he doing on his phone?You may ask,
stalking your recent social media post.
His heart beating faster looking at your smile in the picture.He swore that your smile was so bright and warm it could lead him out of a dark cave.
Honestly forgot he wasn't completely alone
Because at that very moment.
“Who's that tim tam?” Bart suddenly appeared behind him asking.
He froze
Shit
Now Tim wasn't ashamed of you,he wanted to show the world
you were his and he was yours.
Yet so much time has passed and he wasn't sure how to share this key information.
“A friend of mine” Tim came up with a quick lie,
Horrible he knows…
As if the universe has it against him.
A certain someone who has a certain talent for gossiping came rushing into the room.
“Timbo has friends?” Kon said with mockery.
Tim shut his phone off,and tried his best to put it away.
Until his phone got snatched.
“HEY” Tim shouted while looking at his phoneless hand and then snapped his head to a certain speeder.
“Yeah look” Bart said ignoring Tim and leaned holding the stolen phone to Kon.
Unluckily for them, it was already locked.
Some smart thief rats there were.
“Awh man it's locked” Kon wined while looking at the locked screen.
Bart pulled back the phone
“Damnit”
He then tossed the phone back to Tim.
Tim barely caught it
Thankfully he did.
“Well Rob, who is this friend that Bart clearly wanted to share?” Kon asked, crossing his arms while smirking.
“Just a friend I know from school “Tim huffed while sticking his phone into his pocket.
“ONLY YOU FORGOT TO MENTION IT WAS A PRETTY GIRL” Bart shouted with excitement.
Everyone in the room present paused,then suddenly Cassie barged into the room.
“WHAT”
Both Kon and Cassie shouted at the same time.
Tim was mentally preparing himself,he rubbed his temples when suddenly he felt a force on his shoulders.
“YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT YOU HAVE A SECRET LOVER?!” Kon shouted while rocking Tim back and forth by the shoulders.
“I-eughm” Tim covered his mouth with his hand,he was starting to get dizzy from the amount of speed Kon was putting on him.Thankfully Kon realized and let go,”opps my bad.”
While Tim steered himself again he tried to explain with a white lie.
“Number one she's a friend” He held up his pointer finger.
The whole group knew that was bull, yet they let their leader finish.That didn't stop them from giving him narrowed glares.
“Number two, why does it matter to you guys who my connections are?”
He then held up his middle finger,then paused.When a voice spoke up.
“Pfft that's easy,” Kon replied.
“care to explain?” Tim asked, crossing his arms.
Cassie then stepped forward,
“look even though you have a reputation,it's not a common thing for you t-”
“...”
“Are you calling me a whore?” Tim asked.
Bart bursted out laughing,while Kon snickered.
Cassie put a hand in front of her mouth, failing to show that she was indeed not laughing.
“I-” honestly Tim was speechless and a little offended.
Just because he had lots of experience with the love department.Did not make him a whore,
Totally..
“That's it I'm going to hang out with somebody else today” Tim huffed.
Which was already the plan. Though it may be sooner than expected. Seeing as you were still out with your friends.
“Tell your pretty friend we said hello!” Bart shouted out while Tim was walking out. He could hear them all laughing.
Sighing he pulled out his phone to send a message to you.
The next person who started to notice some odd behavior was Damian. Surprisingly, it was only because of an unexpected meeting in the city.
After the unexpected run in he really started to acknowledge to think back on.
`♡´-› ⌕ .ᐟ
It was late afternoon,there was a breeze in the air.
You walked on the sidewalk with your lover by your side.
The both of you decided to go outside to have some fresh air.
“Want to go see all the dogs at the dog park love?” Tim asked while looking at you.
“Is that even a question?” You replied while smiling
“Come on, pretty bird, let's go see them all” you continued while picking up the pace.
You could hear Tim chuckled as he matched your pace.
You gently grabbed his hand for holding,
“Hopefully we can play with some of the dogs!” You smiled.
`♡´-› ⌕ .ᐟ
The both of you made it to the park. There were many dogs of all different breeds. You can feel your heart warm up looking at them all playing.
Turning around you wanted to see if Tim was also watching.
You were not expecting him to get knocked down by too large dogs.
You gasp at the sight, it happened so fast.
One second Tim was looking at the distance,then he went crashing down.
Literally!
By a White Shepherd from what you could tell and a Great Dane.
“Tim, are you okay?” you questioned while the dogs licked his face.
He groaned, “just peachy angel “
You couldn't help but laugh at the sight. I mean it wasn't every day you witnessed the all mighty Red Robin get tackled by two large dogs.
“You're not seriously hurt though, right?” You asked with slight concern.
He moved the great Danes face away from his
“Nope I'm perfectly fine”he started sitting up. As he did the white shepherd barked.
“Just face is all slimy” he wiped his face with his sleeves.
“Gross,” you giggled.
“I know I-”
“KRYPTO!”
A voice came booming from behind.
You turned, it was most likely the owner of one of the dogs.
“I'm so sorry he normally doesn't behave like this” the voice spoke so fast.
You looked and saw a child. Early teens are more like. The boy had his head lowered a little towards the grassy field.
His hair was jet black with messy curls.Blue eyes yet they looked closer to purple.Perhaps it was because of the glasses he was wearing.
The white shepherd, now discovered to be krypto
happily greeted the boy.
“I'm so sorry again” the boy said again while lifting his head a little.
You noticed his eyes then landed on Tim and his face formed into excitement.
“Tim?” The boy asked while smiling
“What are you doing here?”
Tim quickly stood up and wiped the grass off his pants.
“Nothing, just taking a stroll kiddo” Tim replied.
So Tim knew this kid? You questioned yourself.
“Do you know each other?” You questioned jumping into their conversation.
The boy turned as almost as he hadn't realized you were there.
He stared at you for a while until Tim spoke.
“Yeah he's my little brother's best friend,” Tim replied.
The boy smiled at his acknowledgement,
He then stepped closer to you.
“Hi my name is Jon Mrs” he announced while smiling.
You found yourself smiling, he was a cute kid and had great manners. Even if he called you a Mrs making you feel old.
“Well hello Jon,my name is (Name)” you replied.
“You're very pretty,” Jon said. You felt at awe when at the corner of your eye you could see Tim's eye twitch.
You giggled at your boyfriend's reaction.
“That's sweet of you Jon, you're an adorable kid” you commented.
“Yeah Jon you are very sweet” Tim said while sounding a little jealous.
Jon just nervously chuckled.
“Did you get krypto under control?” A new voice announced its presents.
You jumped a little as you hadn't heard the other coming.
A hand landed on your shoulder, turning your gaze away from Jon. You noticed it was Tim's hand on your shoulder. Tim must've moved closer when you were having a conversation with Jon.
Jon must've known because he suddenly lightened up.
“Dami!” He exclaimed while facing a new face.
Though this new person just stood still, with a judgement presence. Though you felt like you've seen this boy before. Perhaps it was Tim's brother? He seemed similar to the photos online.
The new boy simply gave Jon a glance of acknowledgement before looking at you and Tim.
Though it seemed most of his focus was on you.
Then suddenly Tim stepped in a bit closer. He was making a proactive stance,you noted.
“Damian” Tim said with a tone you haven't heard before.
“Drake,” the boy acknowledged.
Well this wasn't totally awkward. Now that Tim had confirmed your suspicion that this was Damian Wayne. His younger brother, perhaps it won't be so awkward now.
“So-” you tried to start a new conversation.
Though you were interrupted, “who's this?” Damian questioned while focusing on you.
Rude, but you could move past this. After all, family first impressions matter.
“I'm -” A loud bark came from a distance.
“SOMEONE GET THIS BEAST AWAY” a random person hollard.
The boys turned towards the voice. Probably recognizing it was one of their dogs.
Jon sighed “ it's Titus this time” though he smiled.
Damian longed for a little more “ it's important we should go see” Damian replied.
“Figures”
“Bye you two have a good walk!” Jon shouted.Before he laughed dashing off towards the commotion. Soon Damian followed not so far behind.
Leaving just you and Tim alone again.
“So, do they always let their dogs just jump at random people?” You asked.
Tim chuckled,
“Not unless they have a reason to”
“Oh it's that kind of reason” you responded while realizing the meaning of the truth of his response.
He laughed and then grabbed your hand softly.
The both of you softly held each other's hands.
“Shall we go back inside and watch a movie angel?” Tim asked while smiling.
“Sounds wonderful, pretty bird,” you replied.
Tim then lifted your hand towards his mouth.
He kissed your knuckles gently.
You felt your face turn warm before smiling.
The two of you both walked silently towards your apartment.
The last person to gather the last of hints. It was Dick, who pieced it all together after he had made a sibling meeting. After from what he had witnessed and what experiences his siblings have gathered as well.
`♡´-› ⌕ .ᐟ
Sometimes overthinking got the best of you.
Your overthinking has always made you think about the worst possibilities ever.
After finding out your partners second identity,
your overthinking has grown so much more.
Though after much insurance from your lover.
It still didn't help that much. Though Tim understood and never questioned why you would send a billion questions asking about his well-being.
Bless his heart because boy did you send a lot of messages asking the same thing.
Unfortunately it was one of those nights.
You couldn't sleep at all. Recently Tim had gotten injured on one of his outings.
Once you found out, you did everything to make sure he fully healed.
Yet he was so stubborn at time's, and would hop back into the field.
And tonight was one of those times.
He has assured you that he was fine and okay to go back. That he won't do much so he won't worsen his half healed injury.
You were hesitant to allow him to go. Yet you let him go do his job.
You just silently hoped he would be okay and would return soon.
Unlucky for you, your mind was not making it easy.
Tossing and turning on your bed. You couldn't fall asleep. Earlier that night you were about to finally fall asleep.
But then you had the sudden urge to go to the bathroom.
After doing your business you just couldn't get back to the sleeping state.
Sighing you sat up, finally given up.
Reaching for your phone and checking the time.
You realized it was 2:30 am.
Just great
Tim was still on patrol, though perhaps he could make a quick stop.
No, you wouldn't want to bother him. He was probably busy and wouldn't be able to.
Even after he has told you countless times that he would always answer you.
Suddenly you realized your phone was dialing someone.
Shit, you didn't mean to actually call.
`♡´-› ⌕ .ᐟ
Tim was currently on a stakeout. Hidden in the shadows that a rooftop offered.
He was so bored, it was currently 2:30 am. He never wanted so badly to sleep. Yet he couldn't,this stake out was important for information.
He could feel himself dozing off a little from little movement from the apartment he was watching.
Suddenly he jolted from a vibration.
Tim quickly realized that the vibration was coming from his phone.
Grabbing his phone, after taking a look at the apartment.
He realized it was you calling.
Tim gladly answered.
`♡´-› ⌕ .ᐟ
“Love?” He called out, keeping his voice as quiet as possible.
“Is everything alright?” he asked.
“Shoot” your voice sounded tired.
“I'm sorry, pretty bird I didn't mean to call” you said at a fast pace.
Tim knew you didn't call for no reason. He just listened for you to explain yourself.
“It's alright love,is something wrong?” Tim replied.
“Everything is fine,I just couldn't sleep and”
Tim could hear you shuffle something on the other side. Probably moving from the bed.
“You were worried about me, right?” Tim questioned once he realized. He couldn't help the smile he felt. Though he felt a little bad, seemingly he was part of the reason. The reason you couldn't fall asleep. It was a warm feeling knowing someone was worried and thoughtful about him.
`♡´-› ⌕ .ᐟ
You hummed to confirm, “ shit, I'm not distracting you right?” You asked when you realized that Tim was on patrol.
“Oh I'm sorry pretty bird, I'm going to hang u-”
“Don't” you paused at the interruption.
“Don't apologize and don't hang up love” you can hear something shuffling on the other end.
“Please” his voice was soft.
“I-” your voice was stuck in your throat.
“I'm heading over there right now”
“Huh NOW?!” You asked with surprise visible in your tone.
“Of course love”
“I don't want to-”
“You're not doing anything love,I want to, I'm making this decision” Tim reassured.
You can feel yourself blush.
“Okay pretty bird” you replied.
“I love you” you softly said.
Though there wasn't an immediate response.
Odd.
Until there was a knocking on your patio door.
Firstly you jumped at the sound not expecting it.
Until you realize the pattern that a certain someone always does.
Moving the curtain and opening the door. You were met with Red Robin standing on your patio with a phone in hand.
“I love you too” he simply said before walking closer towards you.
You smiled and met him halfway.
“Thank you for coming” you whispered into his ear.
“I will always love” he then gently kissed you.
`♡´-› ⌕ .ᐟ
Not too far, there was a certain acrobat watching.
On a roof where Dick was patrolling. He had noticed Red Robin come near his position.
Which was weird since he was supposed to be at a different location in the city.
His curiosity got the better of him.
He was at a building behind the one red Robin had seemingly stopped at.
Though he could see his sibling plain and clear into the opening.
Standing on a patio, it seemed like he was talking to someone.
Sometimes ya gotta submit some wholesome-bait. It can’t all be changeling Timmy
WHOLESOME BAIT IS VERY VERY GOOD
I WAS CLINGING ONTO THAT ASK FOR A WHILE. THE VISION WAS IN MY HEAD. OUGGHHG
Ok, sorry y'all, I'm using this ask to further elaborate on the Wells Family and Coswan vs The Turners.
The Turners are an old school traditional family. They saw CosWan and went "That's not normal." They did NOT like the way CosWan acted. They were unnatural. Stilted. Just their presence alone would damage the property value of the neighborhood!
Meanwhile, the Wells are absolutely enchanted with their neighbors. Their silly antics are so refreshing to have after moving to a whole new city! They're eccentric, a bit ditzy, but there's so much charm in that.
"Two halfs of a whole idiot" is dropped once, and the Wells loves that. It's probably already being used in Mrs. Well's next book.
it is two twenty-five on a sunday in july. i am reading solitaire with my fiance and our maybe-boyfriend asleep at my feet. i am on my second 500ml 8.2% abv bottle of henry weston’s vintage cider of the evening, but they both fell asleep ‘for a little bit’ after one - despite both being adamant that they can drink far more than me. i was very drunk an hour ago, and i am approaching that state again. i want this. i enjoy being drunk, which i am sure will become a major problem for me later in life. i know that i may have a panic attack after i finish reading, especially if i become fully drunk again, and i know that i am fast approaching the part of the book where tori goes a bit insane. this does not bother me. i know many things, and i am many things. i am happy, and i am sad. my emotions move like the wind, and change just as swiftly. i am a little drunk. i love almost everyone and i hate almost everyone. i need to hide the empty bottles for personal reasons but i am going to finish reading first. i have just clicked my neck loudly twice, and tried a third but it didn’t happen. i am sad that i know so many people who are sad. why can’t they be happy? i am tired but i must watch my fiancé and our maybe-boyfriend because i am scared they will aspirate if i do not. my fiancé is quite still; our maybe-boyfriend twitches a lot in his sleep. i love them both and i hate people close to them both. i am drunk and i have a lot of thoughts. this has taken me twelve minutes to type out. i know these things both to be true.
hi simon how do u get rid of procastination when u write... i spent the whole day doing a whole lot of nothing i need #help
there are ways like getting yourself in a certain mood or an inspo but those are the devil's, so set a time limit on those if you indulge.
basically the first step of ending procrastination - you just start. not with an empty page tho. you start having a conversation with a rubber duck, with a friend, with ai most likely, let's be honest here, and you start with these bad boys:
"I have to write something. Here are three random thoughts I have. Help me connect them into an outline."
then you place those conversations and outline into a text file and hey! you have something to work with, no longer an empty page! this actually is so liberating, it was so frustrating to me to write text myself especially after everything, so placing and replacing things is just my little funny puzzle that still pisses me off sometimes, but it's no longer nothing, if you get what I mean.
since I do have a doc, then after that I open my writing and reread it, just to get to know it again. that also liberates you from procrastinating, since you're actually doing something related to what you want to do. I have a loose plan of how the story should be (I'm still deciding what passes and what doesn't) so I get a plan and start writing
Stomping onto the workbench this week: this thing! Random thoughts under the cut.
Dreadnoughts have changed a bit in the last decade. In my day we had one pose and no articulation and we were grateful! It sucked. But this beast allows for a lot of posing once you've clipped off the little retaining pegs at the knees & hips, so that's fun.
One little wrinkle of the new articulated future is that situating the banner was a little bit more complex. Back when dreadnoughts last carried banners on a regular basis, the banner could only ever be perpendicular to the ground because there was really no way to angle the torso. But on this dread, I was able to angle the torso forward pretty heavily, so a typical front-facing banner would look a little odd. If it stays sat against the banner pole, it doesn't look like a piece of hanging fabric at all (sad) and if you let it hang loose from the pole it ends up actually hanging ahead of the sarcophagus and kinda looks like the giant cyborg brought you a painting that it's especially proud of (weird vibe).
One possible solution is the 3rd ed. Blood Angels Honour Guard method:
This guy ^^ has his banner bolted into a special bracket that is presumably supposed to stop the thing from flapping directly into his face as soon as he takes off. Neat idea. I didn't fancy it on this occasion. I've ended up building a giant sashimono-type banner that I think looks relatively practical. It will probably require me to put in a little extra work to make it properly double-sided, but I think it's worth it.
The base is obviously a bit of a landscape compared to my usual efforts: you can just about make out the skull of some giant clawed fiend crushed under some fallen masonry, with a massive forearm (in a different coloured plastic) having tried to claw its way out of the rubble. The skelly arm was probably once either part of a kid's toy or a Halloween decoration and was very kindly brought home to me by my wonderful wife who thought I could probably do something with it, and she was right! Sometimes a random bit becomes the inspiration for at least half a project and it can be a good exercise to let it guide you into slightly uncharted territory.
Hope you're all doing well, looking ahead to lighter evenings if you're of a Northern persuasion, maybe trying to lean into autumnal cosiness if you're on the upside down of the planet, finding joy in playing with rocks wherever you are. Happy hobbying!
*Jubilee was in her room, laying on her bed, bored out of her mind. She was shooting off small sparks, watching them bloom into smaller pieces in the air before shimmering down around her. Scott had taken her CDs, as well as her Nintendo. She was so. Bored. But she didn’t currently want to leave her room, in case she got in more trouble. She wasn’t even sure she’d leave to go to dinner. Like, jeez, Scott had sworn. It probably wasn’t solely her fault, she knew that, but it still happened. She did contribute to it, whether she meant to or not. Dammit. She shot up a bigger one, and cringed as it popped louder than they had been previously. She hoped no one heard it.*
*She swore, running her hands through her hair, tugging on it in a poor attempt to self-regulate. So stupid.*
