siopaoo.

absolutely obsessed with Jason and Tim being the family psychologists that spend 90% of their time together just getting into long debates and discussions about the personalities and mental issues of everybody in the family. they will meet up at Jason’s apartment twice a week for takeout and a 2 hour conversation on how Damian might be so obsessed with the Robin mantle because the dynamics of the league make him think that family should be a business and if he cant work as a vigilante he’ll be abandoned. every stakeout they do together ends up with them getting distracted talking about Dick and his obsession with red heads. they’ve let multiple people go during these stakeouts bcs they’ve gotten side tracked when they then start discussing if Jason’s childhood issues and strained relationship with Dick somehow influenced HIM to befriending Dick’s old pals so often, and they get so fascinatingly into it that the guy they were waiting for just. slipped right by them.

nothing is off limits between these two when they start talking about mental health and family issues. they’ll compare Tim’s abandonment-independence from the Drakes to Jason’s caretaker habits from his dug addicted mother. there have been 3 hour phone call conversations about the loa and how it fucked with Jason’s perception of Bruce that then get turned into 4 hour face to face discussions about how Tim’s opinion of Bruce rapidly declined because of Jason’s death and how he handled it. they rehash how Bruce has effected every single bat child about 12 times and they still never get tired of it.

it’s not even about therapy or coming to terms with trauma. these two bitches just love dissecting family drama and psychology within the Waynes. every now and then during dinner somebody will make a fairly casual remark that has nothing to do with anything and Jason and Tim will make eye contact across the table because they KNOW they’ll be tearing that apart at a later date. what I’m saying is english-enthusiast Jason Todd and stalker-genius Timothy Drake are 100% the gossip scientists of the family, and the Waynes are their lab rats being observed for their own entertainment

Don't get excited or anything, but I think I managed to redneck a way to draw . I have no where NEAR the rendering abilities as I would on a normal setup but we're somewhat so back bros. Anyways test pony while I'm getting used to this app and a tiny screen lol I can feel the migraine already

IVE BEEN FED. AFTER YEARS OF STARVING IN THIS PONY FREE DESERT

Tim's love language is just putting his body weight,resting his head on their shoulder,just laying on someone to show platonic love (he's just like me)

Absolutely unhinged but hilarious concept that popped into my head -

I am absolutely mixing my two current obsessions (one piece and the occult/paranormal), and I can absolutely see Mihawk caving to Perona's pestering to play with a ouija board. Buggy is conflicted by it ((my own personal belief that his Haki is naturally attuned to spoopy stuff as opposed to blatantly combat-useful stuff, but anyway-)). Crocodile absolutely does NOT believe in the supernatural in any way, shape, form or perception.

Pero-chan is adamant though.

So ultimately, they all sit down, candles lit for ambience, fingers on the planchet and salt scattered about for Good Vibes. Perona leads the session, starts with "we are looking to speak with whatever spirits are here with us now. We welcome only good intentions to this board - unless you're funny, then if you're bad, I guess you can talk, too, but only talk!! Nothing more!!! Anyway-" and they circle the planchet three times, they wait a moment and-

"Is anyone here with us?"

The planchet moves.

Mihawk arches a brow, eying everyone's hands for micromovements and pauses when he sees that.... nobody is tensed enough to move it that fast, that far. Crocodile is sneering a little, skeptical even then. Perona is nearly vibrating. And Buggy.... is pointedly not looking to the left, is biting his lip, is.... flushed? Odd....

YES

"Hello," Perona greets happily, "what's your name?"

The planchet moves. Buggy moves one hand to cover part of his face, biting back a noise.

R-O-G-E-R

Perona pauses. Mihawk arches a brow. Crocodile is still skeptical, but now curious. Buggy craves death. Oh by the Seas this is gonna be horrible.

"Wh.... Why are you here, Roger?"

B-L-U-E

"Is that a name?"

YES

"Is it.... someone here now?"

M-Y-B-O-Y

"I see.... do you have a message for... 'Blue'?"

NO

"Then why- oh!"

B-I-R-D-L-I-Z-A-R-D

"Do you have a message for.... them?"

YES

Buggy has detached his hand, has curled into a ball, hiding his face, groaning. Mihawk and Crocodile arched a brow. Perona was not expecting ghost tea but this is amazing.

Two dark haired men then proceed to get the mother of all shovel talks from two chunks of wood, some candles, and a dead pirate king at 9:36 pm on a Tuesday evening.

Weirder things have happened

artistic rendition of my act 3 wyll

its not my fault if he is literally dionysus ok

all right, who gave this man a teaching license?

Fav ship dynamic tbh

‘kay, but have you considered it switched around?

When he gets along with your sister <3

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By no means complete, but some of my favorites

Asriel gets all the hugs he deserves

It’s the last day to comfort Asriel

We did it!

WE’VE DONE IT

JUST IN TIME

Please. Someone do this picture.

reverse harem, but the mc is a cute old lady who loves spoiling the very young and very hot boys to death because she’s never had grandchildren. The guys are all fighting over her because it’s the most genuine love and validation they’ve ever received in their lives and they also lowkey want to be adopted by her.