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bro tell me about that medieval jondami au
It’s a fic! One that i’m very bad at updating, but hope to sometime soon! I plan to actually do an outline of what I want to do with it (unheard of for me)
I’ll link the ao3 below, but on my blog you can see any other asks I have on it underneath #crowns au. Hope you like if you check it out!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33550453/chapters/83364463
bites you
What the fuck did I do
🦇 Mod Introduction: Jay 🦇
JAY may be new to the zine scene, but not when it comes to loving Damian! Their writing knowledge will aid the team and the zine's writers as the Beta Mod.
Find them at @wisdom-walks-alone!
hey sketch I want one of those cass jackets now 🥺
You and me both!! 😔🙏 Me and Spica are trying to start a trend where we draw ourselves wearing the jackets if you’d like to join in; we’ve already gotten a handful of participants on insta! (If we can’t have them in real life, at least we can draw ourselves wearing them 😤 🙏 )
( you can get the awesome Cass logo for the back of the jacket through @itsmespicaa ‘s carrd website!)
hello sep
Hi Jay!!!
a collab i did with @houser-of-stories and @wisdom-walks-alone! these were my portions - i sketched babs, did linework over lu’s steph, and did color for damian! these two are so talented, and it was a joy working with them!
you can find lu’s post here!
you can find jay’s here!
our full collection:
[IMAGE ID: the first line is three drawings in a line: one is a sketch of barbara gordan in a hospital wheelchair, glasses on her nose and her face propped against her hand. the second is black linework of a stylized stephanie brown, holding a book in her hands. the third is a full color drawing of damian wayne, dramatic lighting from the left colored with screentones, his sword pointed upward so it splits his face in half.
below is a 3x3 table. they show the progression of these drawings - damian is in the first row. first, a sketch signed jay (wisdom-walks-alone/siberiaa714), the second linework signed houser-of-stories, a colored drawing signed shelbsart.
steph is the second row. first, a sketch signed houser-of-stories, linework by shelbsart, and a colored drawing signed jay (wisdom-walks-alone/siberiaa714).
babs is in the third row. first, a sketch signed shelbsart, linework signed jay (wisdom-walks-alone/siberiaa714), and a full color drawing signed houser-of-stories. END ID]
edit: thank you for all those who pointed out babs’ wheelchair - i answered this ask here, but please know i will do better in the future regarding representation and being more careful about my references.
I do not have arb. do you think the event would be on youtube or is it more worth it to just take the L and download it. I have to hear how cursed this is
There is a YouTube channel that posts ARB stories - HERE. This is the only event that is fully voiced, but the rest of the stories are. However, I would recommend playing ARB for:
You can hear the instrumentals of DH/BAT’s solos and the main groups’ 2nd solos in your home screen, depending on which character you have set.
The game is an ‘insight’ into daily life of the characters outside of the dramatracks. It might be an AU, but it’s still the characters we love, so seeing how they interact with each other is fun.
It’s constantly improving. I will level with you - the ARB at the beginning was not fun. However, given how much the game improved over a year, I’m genuinely excited to play now, and I hope more people do play!
Sorry I kinda went off, but this game is really fun for me.
Mel. Mel. This will be the first of many I can assure u. I would like to req the batgirls on a girls day, maybe throw in tim and dick as the long suffering bf entourage if you want 👀
jayyyyy i had fun with this. i saw tim and my mind said “tim’s pov” first idk why but the boys are fun to write together. also i got uhhh carried away with tim and steph together so. less batgirls more timsteph sorry not sorry <3
link to my ao3 collection!
“How the hell were we dragged into this?”
Dick laughs lightly, his hands filled with shopping bags and two boxes balanced under each arm. “Timmy, we’re the boyfriends, we’re dragged into everything.”
Tim grumbles under his breath, adjusting his grip on the bags in his hand. At least he doesn’t have to carry as much as Dick, he guesses, eyeing the precarious situation that is Dick.
Steph skips forward from where she’d been walking behind them with Cass and Barbara, putting an arm around Tim and pulling him close to her. “Yeah, babe, you’re dragged into everything.” Her eyes light up with held back laughter, smile tugging at her lips.
Doesn’t he know it.
A shop catches Barbara’s eye, and they all duck in together and split up as they have been for the past two hours. The girls run off to peruse and browse at their leisure, taking their time at anything that manages to keep their attention long enough.
As he and Dick shuffle to find chairs or a bench or a clean part of the floor, Tim can’t help but think they’re doing it on purpose. “Do girls’ days usually last this long?”
He glances over at his brother and is startled when he sees the four boxes balanced on one of his hands and the other scrolling through something on his phone, bags abandoned at his feet. The hand under the boxes doesn’t waver.
Circus boy.
“Well, yeah, Tim. It’s a girls’ day. They’re, like, notoriously long.” Dick looks up from his phone to see Tim deadpanning and chuckles a little. “They’re having fun, and if I gotta carry some bags for them, then—” He shrugs, looking past Tim and at Barbara, who’s looking at some book and telling Cass about its contents that are no doubt obscure yet interesting.
Tim peers over his shoulder at Steph, where she’s looking over Babs’ shoulder before getting bored enough to wander off. Her hair ripples as she bounces on her feet and Tim lets out a defeated breath. “Yeah, I guess.”
Dick shoots him a knowing look, but goes back to his scrolling without a word.
Steph’s having a blast. She’s been able to go through her “Need to Buy, Get Your Ass to the Store” list, and cross a few gifts off her list for Christmas already. It may be August, but Christmas is a year-round prepping affair, and she has a long list thanks to Bruce’s addiction. If he somehow finds another orphan between now and December she’ll riot. The first Christmas with Duke was awkward as hell and she will not have a repeat of that.
And on top of the productivity the day has brought, she’s been able to actually talk to Cass and Babs about something other than how they need to update their Fear Gas antidote or Pam’s latest temper tantrum in the park.
Chatting about how her professor is fucking the class over with the final, and Babs’ coworker asking questions every five minutes, and Cass’ latest dance lesson is such a nice change of speed.
“Cass, if you don’t buy those boots I swear I’ll get them for you.” Steph points a finger at Cass with an even more pointed Look. She sweeps the box off the table, pushing it towards her friend. “They’ll look great with the jeans you got last week.”
Cass looks at the boots in the shoebox thoughtfully, tilting her head as she contemplates.
Steph pushes a little more forcefully, raising a challenging eyebrow.
Her thoughtful expression turns to face Steph head on, a stare down that results in Babs rolling her eyes and taking the box from where it’s being shoved into Cass’ ribs. “Just buy the damn boots, it’s not like it’ll break his bank.” She rolls to the cashier, the credit card she swiped from Steph’s purse in her hand to give to the clerk.
A triumphant smirk covers Steph’s face, but it’s quickly taken away when Cass smiles. “You just wanted Babs to use my card, didn’t you?” Cass’ smile just grows, and Steph groans when she notices the price tag on one of the spare shoeboxes. “She didn’t even take Bruce’s card. That one was mine.”
Cass skips over to meet Babs at the register, and Babs looks back, saying, “You did say you’d get them for her, Steph.”
Suddenly Tim appears at her shoulder, bags covering his right hand and a new collection starting in his left. “I can go trade it for mine,” he offers, nudging her with his lighter hand.
She looks over at him, shrugging. “I did say.”
The corner of his lip pulls up, and he nods and agrees, “You did say.”
“Thanks for coming today,” Steph says, leaning back on him slightly with her arms crossed. “I needed a pack mule.”
He huffs. “A pack mule. That’s all I am to you?”
“Well,” she drawls, “you could be Dick.” She gestures to Dick, still leaning against the wall and balancing those boxes. “You only have to carry my goodies.”
Tim grimaces as he stares at his brother. “Point.”
Babs interrupts whatever Steph was going to say, rolling up and giving the shoebox to Tim, who takes it with mild complaint. “Alright, lovebirds, let’s get outta here, we’re hungry.”
Cass passes them with a nod. “Food time.”
Tim sighs, offering his less covered arm to Steph. “Shall we?”
Taking his arm, she starts dragging him out of the shop. “Yep, let’s go eat.”
They’re a block away from the shop when Babs suddenly stops. They all belatedly stop with her, looking at her for explanation.
“We forgot Dick.”
