I Just Wanted To Draw My Favorite Part Of The Hermes Interview, He Is So Real For That

Technoblade, 300 years old warrior still in his prime, getting his first crush ever because he's demisexual and Dream was the first person in three centuries to hit the mark just right: Phil! You're married. How do I rizz up someone I like?

Phil, thousand year old angel of death who has been married for most of his life: the way I did it was I went to her altar and did a dance with my wings I copied from another bird

Dream, later on seeing Techno flail his arms outside his house: ...why is this kinda hot?

Please can I be on the tag list?? There is never enough Superbat 😞

Of course! I’ll put you on for the next part now!

Need that happiness.

Happiness Will Come To You.

happy deathday to my baby boy😢sorry I'm late again.

Madi with the lyrics of Legendary, any color is fine (so you don't forget, as you asked.) ^^.

I have it portrait and non portrait, just hit my ask box if others want their own!

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Scylla

I made a Scylla design. It’s low quality sorry, can’t fix it.

Not full monster, humanoid.

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ok, so when I have a scene where the jl has to do things to escape, I had a thought.

you know how people keep nerfing Barry Allen’s powers because they can’t figure out a way to deal with speedsters?

would anyone hate me if I used his trap as Oobleck.

like, I think that could work. The faster you go the harder it gets, and if you stop you sink? I could put him shoulder height in oobleck. Just an idea, let me know if you’d accept that down below. Because I don’t want to make ridiculous drawbacks just to handle him as a charecter.

if your insured in the first installment of the fic, it’s linked here.

and if you want to be tagged for the next just seeing this post, ask down below. And I’ll keep the people who are tagged, tagged.

Guys I updated this playlist if anyone cares

Go daydream go crazy

Part two! The pendent left behind.

“Excuse me?” Jason said back, a bit disbelieving. 

“What? It’s simple.” The boy said back, crossing his arms with a huff. He looked at the taller man and pointed to the crossbow.

“Just shoot it already.”

“Excuse you, no one tells me what to kill. Or when. Not some child, not some pice of jewellery, no one.” Jason said back, thrusting the arm with a crossbow out as he spoke. Unfortunately, the wepon fired shooting one of the men in the head. The child hummed.

“No one. Wow, that lasted about five seconds. You gonna finish the job, misfire?”

He sassed back, crossing his arms and looking up at Jason. Jason glared at the child.

“Don’t call me that- and I guess I have to now huh? Brat.” Jason took care of the other three guys, before glaring down at the child still looking at him.

“So how do I fix this?” He asked, gesturing to the face that he looked like a divine being. 

“Just said you’ve dealt with it.”

“What?”

“Idiot. Tell the pendent you’ve delt with it.”

“That’s stupid.”

“You’re stupid.”

“Brat-“

“Just deal with it!”

“….fine.” 

Jason did do as the child said, even if he felt more then a little stupid. When he did it flashed again and the pendent settled against his chest. He tore it off, much to the child’s amusement.

“You can’t do that.” 

Jason glared at the child.

“Yeah? Watch me.” He said, reeling back and throwing the pendent far away as he could. He heard the pendent clutter and a smashing noise as it fell down the drain. The child laughed at him, putting his hand on his mouth.

“Oh- oh your a riot.” He grinned.

“What are you laughing at? I threw the stupid thing away.”

“Oh, yeah. Check yourself.”

Jason stared at the child with a glare, looking down and seeing the pendent again. He nearly jumped out of his skin. 

“The fuck?-“

“It’s chosen you. The last person with it left it to you, you can’t get rid of it. Least not for a couple of years.”

Jason cursed, looking at it. This was bullshit, he didn’t ask for this! Wait-

“But my da- nevermind.” Bruce had given it to him. Did Bruce know what it was? He had to have. But- then he’d have to talk about Bruce. And he didn’t want to acknowledge him. Or his death. And that slip up… Bruce. Not dad. 

He refused to acknowledge the small child as he walked home, ending patrol early. The child followed him, seemingly unbothered. He just kept talking about nothing at all, Jason getting more and more ticked off.

“Can you just fuck off, kid?” 

The child smiled up at him, enjoying himself.

“Nope!”

“Why?”

“Attached to the pendent. Your stuck with me, misfire.”

part one