More Of My Human Shadow Design ... They're Bike Racers In This Universe

UTRH AU - (before revelation) Jason tries to kill Dick but can’t keep his emotions under control. Loosely inspired by this.

Shiro wanna go home... (っ- ‸ - ς)

Fuck celebrities fuck the met gala fuck eurovision fuck the rich fuck the complacent fuck the apologists and fuck the normalizers

i’m right

“Eyes are the mirror of the soul.”

I saw some angsty art of the final battle with Hawk Moth by @sabertoothwalrus and @tizzymcwizzy (as well as a wholesome reuniting of Adrien and Emilie by Marisa), as well as people were asking me about the “Adrien was a sentimonster” theory, so I got inspired to be angsty too. Violence begets violence, and this fandom is choosing violence recently.

I hope you can piece together what’s going on here, I’m to lazy to write an explanation if it’s not necessary, but basically Gabriel got his wish and it resulted in this

Water bender Megumi will kick your ass and think nothing of it.

This Is How You Win the Time War

Tim woke up to find Red Hood standing in his bedroom.

This wasn't much of a surprise. It had been a year since Hood tried to kill Tim, a little less than a year since he and Bruce had the confrontation that left Bruce grim and withdrawn -- well, more grim and withdrawn than usual. In that time, Hood had made a name for himself in the criminal underworld. Tim wasn't sure whether he believed the stories of heads in a duffel bag, but clearly a lot of people did, and Red Hood had to be intimidating enough for that kind of legend to seem plausible.

Logic dictated that it was only a matter of time before he tried to add Tim's head to his collection. They had unfinished business, after all.

Tim had just started to scramble up into a defensive position -- alone in Drake Manor, in his pajamas, no weapon close at hand -- when Hood said, "Identification. Imbroglio. Phasotherapy. Farinaceous."

The word sequence made Tim freeze, awkwardly crouched on the bed in his boxers and t-shirt. He stared at Red Hood, who was not actually wearing his helmet right now. Nor a domino mask. He stood in the doorway to Tim's room and stared back at him.

Finally Tim gathered himself enough to ask, "Metaplasia?"

"Nope," Hood answered. "Or, 'laundulet' or whatever. It's really me."

"And you're in a time loop." Tim eased down into a crouch, not quite ready to relax. "I'm going to assume I taught you those code words -- "

" -- in a previous loop," they said together.

"Yeah," Hood said and then he -- his scarred face broke into a grin and he -- he strode across the room, sending Tim backwards, trying to go up the wall like a spooked cockroach, except Hood caught him and pulled him forward into a. Hug.

"I love you so much," Hood rasped, ignoring Tim's hands around his throat. "You little weirdo, I love you so much. You're the only one who prepared for this."

that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao

I REALLY love @mirrorroad's concept of Emilie Agreste being a horror actress, and just generally uncanny-looking. Imagine how the episode Sandboy would have gone, if tons of people in paris have nightmares starring Adrien's mom, and having said nightmares physically manifest (that Adrien has to fight) 👁️👁️