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[ramen8008]

Wonder Woman: Batman, we could make good use of Nightwing with this. Would you call him?

Dick, who's filling in for Bruce as Batman: I'll call him

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Hal: you've gained some muscles

Jason, dressed as Nightwing: I started working out

Hal: Damn. What's the routine cause I just saw you last week and you look completely different.

Jason: steroids

Dick, as batman: *chokes on coffee*

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Superman: We might need someone who's good with guns, hm... Hey Nightwing you're in contact with redhood, right? Could you have him come?

Jason, as Nightwing: ... I don't see why not

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Wonder woman: this security is an issue we need someone who can hack this system long enough for us to get pass

Superman: hey hood, any chance you can give red robin a call?

Tim, with 5 inches of padding, as redhood: on it

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Hal: isn't robin usually with you all?

Flash: yeah we could use him with this one

Superman: Red Robin, would you call in Robin for us?

Damian, in red robin costume: he's dead

[abcdfghjklmpqrobin]

Au where nobody tells 10 year old Damian who Jason is. And the way they talk about him, Damian just assumes Jason is like a raccoon or something.

Damian: Grayson, why does Pennyworth leave food on the counter every night?

Dick, on his phone, not even paying attention: Oh, that's for Jason.

Damian: For 'Jason'?

Dick: Yeah. Sometimes he sneaks into the kitchen at night, so Alfred started leaving food out for him.

Damian, confused: I've never seen anyone here.

Dick: Well he doesn't always come. And last time, Bruce caught him crawling through the window and scared him away so, who knows when he'll show up again.

Damian, definitely thinking of a raccoon: So then Pennyworth is feeding a random stray that crawled out of God knows where?

Dick, annoyed: He's not a 'random stray', Damian, he's family, and he has been living in this house for way longer than you have.

Damian, trying to remember how long do raccoons live for:

Damian: I hope he doesn't die soon.

Dick: ????!!

*Later that night in the Bat-cave*

Tim, typing away in the computer:

Damian: Drake. Have you ever met Jason?

Tim: Uh. Stupid, annoying and looks like a skunk? Yes, why?

Damian, picturing a mix between a racoon and a skunk:

Damian: Is he friendly?

Tim: Well, the first time I met him, he attacked me, so...

Damian: Hmm... What did you do to provoke him?

Tim: What did I do to– Bitch–

Tim: Nothing! He just didn't like me taking 'what was his', or something.

Damian, nodding: You invaded his territory.

*The next day*

Damian: Father, when do you think Jason will visit again? I want to meet him.

Bruce: Um. I don't know, Damian. He doesn't come here often.

Damian: Why?

Bruce: Because he lives somewhere else.

Damian: Why doesn't he just live here with us instead? He would be safer.

Bruce, wincing: I don't think he would like that, Damian. He's not confortable here.

Damian: But, maybe if I befriend him I could convince him to stay.

Bruce, sighing: I don't think so, Damian. You have to respect his space.

Damian: Oh...

Damian: I hope he doesn't get rabies

Bruce: ???!!

[jjmcallister]

my name is percy

i am a poet

i wrote this poem just to show it

and i might like guys

if franklin doesnt kiss me i might just cry (what!)

[hawt-pants-exe]

Effable husbands

They’re so in love with each other 🤍🖤

Because of badwolfgirlicouldkissyou ( on Ig/bsky/discord ) this idea was born ✨

[munaymunchter]

I think people aren't used to seeing sad endings well written, some people assume that sad endings are bad and it's not at all.

Good omens is the perfect example, it's tragic but it makes sense with the character and the way they have always acted on the show.

That I would have liked another ending? Absolutely.

But it doesn't mean that the real ending is bad, in fact it is well written but it's tragic and it breaks my heart.

[yourangle-yuordevil]

Serpent of temptation? More like serpent of missed occasions, serpent of denial, serpent of I-love-you-so-much-angel-but-I-can't-tell-you 🐍

[iminlovewithmybentley]

‼️GO3 spoilers‼️‼️

The way they watch each other disappear from existence with the biggest smiles on their faces. They knew they were loved and that's all they ever wanted.

I'm still sobbing almost three days later.

[yourangle-yuordevil]

[Birds of a feather AU] Absolutely incapable of asking each-other out normally in every single universe <.<

[mrghostrat]

i rly gotta cut myself from this conversation bc hoo boy its not good for any of us. but i have to say one thing about all the “bad story/writing” commentary before i shut up for good:

everything crowley and azirpahale have ever done is because they love humans.

eating the apple, giving away the sword, lying to god, defying god’s plan, standing against satan himself, retiring/ostracising themselves, going back to heaven to stop the next apocalypse, every little adventure and pitfall and personal sacrifice in between. it’s been for humanity, because they love humans.

martyring themselves for the benefit of mankind? putting humans above themselves and their love for each other? that is the most in-character ending to their story that we ever could have gotten.

[ruby-gold]

So, Aziraphale and Crowley are still very much into the free-will-for-humans thing.

But that doesn’t mean that they can’t give Asa and Anthony very specific advice about pastries and duck nutrition.

I also wrote a tiny story to go with this.

[crowleys-emotional-support-angel]

[SPOILERS FOR GOOD OMENS 3]

I wanted to like the ending of Good Omens 3. I really did. It ends — as it began — in a garden, there was a nightingale, there was a cottage in the South Downs, and before the universe got rebooted, Aziraphale praised Crowley as “the best of us” to God’s face. I could go into issues of pacing, seeing the seeds of storylines that could have flourished given a whole season, and other factors at play.

But at the end of the day, the fact remains that Crowley and Aziraphale *died*. Without having time to fully reconcile, heal, and have joy together afterward. We are meant to take Asa Fell and Professor Anthony Crowley as the two characters we’ve loved — with all their shared history, memories, arguments, romance, sacrifice, silliness, and yearning — as these two humans who found each other later in life and got a happy ending. And don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for Asa and Anthony, but that’s not Aziraphale and Crowley. You know why?

Because it feels the same as this conversation about Job’s children:

Michael: Those ones will be dead.

Aziraphale: We’re not… bringing the old ones back?

Gabriel: Of course not. But we’re giving them new ones.

[dyinginacostco]

I think I figured it out guys

[chernozemm]

Antony Crowley had a bizarre dream; a medley of images that no longer made sense after he woke up. The daily routine quickly pulled him away from the memory of it, but as he was walking home back from the university later that day, he thought of it again. He rarely had such vivid dreams, let alone so fantastical...

Lost in thought, he turned right one street further than his usual route. That's how he spotted the bookshop, really. He stepped in, not thinking much of it, and was greeted by a kind and handsome face.

Funny, that it should happen that way.

It was a nice day.

A piece on destiny, chance and love that transcends universes. If you want more on my process drawing this, pop under the readmore 💗

I'm an absolute sucker for soulmates so good they find each other in every universe.

I really wanted to play with the idea of Aziraphale and Crowley's love being so powerful it imprinted on the new world, the seeds of it lying dormant for millennia until it blooms again.

I also love thinking about how a single choice can change one's life. Had he not taken the next turn right, Crowley would've never met Asa. Now, if one believes in the supernatural, perhaps someone gave him a nudge ;)

Details:

The piece transitions from purples and pinks to earthy tones. I tend to draw the celestials with sort of a soap-bubble/oil slick palette that gives it this ethereal feeling; For Tony and Asa I wanted to move towards earthy tones.

My goal for the dream panel was to make it feel almost like you are in a primordial space: twisting dark scales, suggestions of things, fragments. The essence of an angel and a demon like rich soil for things to grow from.

Had lots of fun drawing this, it was almost meditative.

[soloorganaas]

Well, you liked him. And it looked very much like he liked you

[we-could-go-off-together]

The way Anthony stands between the wings on the mural is PERFECTION

[eklmrlos]

watch your hands, anthony

[tampire]

"You're not invited."

Good Omens / Sinners

[glumdelay]

They’re growing on me