Imagine... just picture it.
In an alternate universe, where everything is almost same except for Alina is not the only sun summoner. As she looses her powers, somewhere in a horrible place called Kerch a 17 year old grumpy boy discovered that he can summon the freaking sun. And his bestfriend, the gun boi, mentors him as grumpy boy learns how to control his power. He feels this as a bonus to show his crush, pretty knife girl, that he is literally a saint.
Omfggg Imma die now.
Somebody make me feel alive and shatter me ...
Did some traditional... it's been a while, I miss it lately.
The caption is from Shatter Me by Lindsey Stirling, which is what I was listening to when making this piece and incidentally is what I wanted to do with him after my skin color marker died mid-progress....
Sort of obsessing over the concept of Tim, having been acknowledged canonically as a talented photographer, using these skills for morally gray reasons. This kid doesn't intend to use his fists to win every battle, or even most battles, actually. He's well-connected, fits into unconventional hiding spaces due to being lean and slender and 5'6", and he has a very nice camera. So really, Senator, it's a shame you thought you'd get away with so much. Think of what the Times could do with this evidence. High-definition doesn't lie. So you'll vote to expand funding for public education and Medicaid in the state, is that correct? Of course, you're an upstanding politician, after all. Couldn't have all this getting in the way of your career.
Tim drake is a reverse Brucie Wayne. The media sees him as a hot, competent, prodigy genius, teenage CEO, and heir to not one but TWO fortunes.
But only the people who really know him, that he's able to trust, recognize that he is actually a pathetic wet sewer cat in the vague shape of a floppy haired moron.
Did this quick doodle a few days ago, used it as value practice! :D
Based off this tweet idk I had to draw miko as it shfjshshshh
thinking about everyone tim’s lost since he became robin on this fine evening
whenever I see an anti percabeth tag I have to hold myself back from arguing, (it’s a opinion about a fictional couple it is not that serious) but whoever says that percabeth is bad because “annabeth is abusive” is just??? No????!!!
And if you think that because of the comments about Percy worrying about being a good boyfriend to annabeth, it isn’t because annabeth is abusive, because she’s not, it’s about his self-esteem from his trauma and his survival guilt. He worry’s about being a bad boyfriend JUST AS MUCH as he worries about being a bad son to sally. He talks about how he feels like it’s his fault his mother is so stressed. He feels inadequate because he feels he’s let so many people down and he’s terrified to fail more people. Not to mention the fact that he has been abused before. He knows what abuse is like and would be aware if annabeth was ACTUALLY abusing him. AND SHES NOT!!! Not to mention, even if she was abusing him, he has so many people in his life who’ve been abused that’s someone would point it out. But Percy’s not this poor little baby, who’s doesn’t know any better. He’s very smart and has serious self hatred issues. It doesn’t stem from the people he loves. It comes from the people who didn’t love him.
Tim: Did you know there's like a 95% chance I'll become a supervillain at any given moment?
Bruce: I'm sorry, what
Tim: Yeah, I know, it haunts my every waking moment.
what if instead of tuffnut its hiccup who gets the bite in bad moon rising
everyone except hiccup is convinced he's a lycanwing except the twins who have decided that the reason he hasnt changed is because he was always a lycanwing
the rumour spreads everywhere like viggo meats hiccup in maces and talons and his introduction is "ah so i finally get to meat the half dragon, befkre i heard of u i always thought the lycan wing was a myth"
heather comes back and her first question is "do i have to worry about hiccup going full feral dragon in the night?"
hiccup has no idea who actually belives it and who's just fucking with him