15yo idiot bisexual who's in like a million fandoms I post art dumps once in a blue moon when I have enough stuff for one
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The Batcave has a “Do Not Talk To Me” couch. It’s sacred. It’s unspoken. It’s real.
okay so. picture this:
the batcave has one couch. it's in the corner. it’s hideous. it’s like beige or green or something equally offensive to every one of their aesthetics. no one likes the couch.
and that is exactly why it became sacred.
because one night jason just. drops onto it. full gear. bleeding. absolutely done with life. says nothing. doesn’t even take off the helmet. sits there in silence for 3 hours and then leaves.
next week tim uses it. sits there post-mission. face in hands. someone tries to ask if he’s okay and jason throws a batarang at them.
and thus it began.
Rules of the Do Not Talk To Me Couch:
You sit there? No one speaks to you.
You cry? No you didn’t.
You eat cold noodles off your chest at 4 a.m.? That’s sacred time.
If someone tries to comfort you? They are excommunicated for 12 hours.
Dick (sitting on the couch):
Damian: Grayson, are you—
Jason (from across the cave): HE’S ON THE COUCH.
Jason: I don’t make the rules.
Steph: You LITERALLY made the rules.
Jason: And I am the defender of the rules. There’s a difference.
one time damian storms in. covered in blood. absolutely furious. 10/10 rage goblin energy. throws his sword. marches to the couch. sits. arms crossed. steaming.
tim takes one look at him and goes: “i’m making tea.”
jason: “that’s acceptable. tea is allowed. talking is not.”
bonus:
once bruce sits on it.
and the ENTIRE CAVE goes silent.
tim literally freezes mid-typing. cass stops mid-flip. jason just mutters “oh shit.”
they all leave. immediately.
the couch is not ready for bruce.
extra bonus:
alfred vacuums around the couch. never says a word. leaves snacks in a silent offering. once placed a weighted blanket gently on jason’s shoulder. that’s different. he’s allowed.
I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE I HAVE TO SAY THIS AGAIN
BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN BATVAN
Bruce: we will continue to utilize the Batmobile, of course. But we needed an upgrade and we got one. Introducing-
Bruce [pause-for-dramatic-effect Wayne]: the Bat-tank
Dick:
Jason:
Tim:
Steph:
Cass:
Damian:
Duke: fine, I'll say it- that's just an armored minivan
Bruce: what? It's not-
Jason: It has sliding doors
Bruce: for efficiency and convenience-
Dick: i think it's neat! But... yeah, not really a tank
Steph: very spacious, yet very compact, very on brand for a mom with 6-9 kids
Bruce: it has all of the features and capabilities of the Batmobile-
Damian: Father, I for one admire your priority, practicality is far more important than being fashionable.
Bruce: i, wha- It very clearly has lasers and it's bullet-proof! How is that unfashionabl- I know my brand!
Tim: aww, enough cup holders for the whole family, very thoughtful, Bruce
Bruce: The Bat-tank WILL strike fear into the enemies of Gotham!
Jason: our enemies will see us speeding at 700mph and assume you're late to your kid's soccer game
Bruce: Okay! Okay, so we needed a family car, but this isn't-
Cass: Recital
Bruce: *gasp* OH, we're going to be late for Cass's dance recital, everyone in the van!
Dick: I thought it was a tank-
Bruce, glaring: Cass gets shotgun since she's the only one who respects the Bat-tank!
Cass: yes... very scary *pats Bruce's arm affectionately*
Bruce: Hurry up, everyone! Duke, the backseats unfold if you press the button underneath-
Duke: yeah I know how minivans work
Bruce: It's not-
Bruce:
Bruce: oh no.
Dick: there's the moment of realization we were waiting for
Bruce, whispering: It IS a minivan.
Tim: can we go to Bat Burger after this?
Damian: Seconded
Jason: yes thank fuck I'm starving
Dick: Language! Here, little D, you can sit by me
Steph: ugh, why do I have to sit in the middle?
Duke: this thing comes with chargers, right, Bruce?
Bruce: I'm... I'm a minivan mom.
Cass, smiling: Our minivan mom
I made a starter pack because FUCK AI
Hua Cheng: OH NO! I HOPE A BANISHED GOD WITH A SPECIAL INTEREST IN SWORDS DOESN'T FIND OUT ABOUT MY HUMONGOUS COLLECTION OF SWORDS! I REALLY HOPE HE DOESN'T FIND OUT THAT I KEEP THEM ALL IN THE LEAST SECURE ROOM IN MY MANOR!
Xie Lian: *pops out of the ground like a prairie dog*
Roy and Jason probably got a lot of chemicals on their blood because of the clone and Lazaru's pit thing, right? [Probably not but well.]
So I present to you
Roy's kiss being like a drug to Jason.
Roy kisses him and Jason cant get enough of it even if he tries. When they pull back [Roy pulls back] he needs at least 5 minutes to get back on his right mind and Roy fucking LOVES it
oo fun lol
SKK BORBS I LOVE THEM
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Goodbye
Aaaaa I love this so much
The revised version made me think of an AU where they meet in Xianle when they're both teen, Xie Lian as a prince and Hua Cheng as a young noble who's an absolute menace. More of my insanity in the tags
Stupid idea, but the final BSD chapter should be a beach episode 🙏
Someone remind me to do this
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1. Sunday 6th/Day One: “Work”
•First Day|Day Off|Management
2. Monday 7th/Day Two: “Modern AU”
•Band|Roommates|Coffee Shop
3. Tuesday 8th/Day Three: “Hurt/Comfort”
•Injury|Soup|Panic-Attack
4. Wednesday 9th/Day Four: “Shipping”
•Experiment|Puppy|Hair-brushing
5. Thursday 10th/Day Five: “Angst”
•Lonely|Lying|Scars
6. Friday 11th/Day Six: “Cliche Tropes”
•Genderbend|Kids|One Bed
7. Saturday 12th/Day Seven: “Happy Endings”
•Holiday|Belonging|Friends
The misfits are a little insane for being as attached to each other as they are, having only known each other for like... a few days.
I don't think this is a plothole though, I think it's not an impossible thing to happen to a bunch of weird 18-25 year old outcasts who wake up in a strange place with no memories, find out they died young and horrifically, and then get put into scenarios like "Spend an entire day on a marathon run through nightmare pocket dimensions of your deepest fears together" and "Team up to survive against a guy who can turn into The Devil from The Bible and his shapeshifting morality pet" and "Friend got entombed alive and nearly died in a spectacular betrayal by another party, and you got your ass beat trying to rescue him". Not to even take into account Lenore's survivor's guilt and grief over not being able to protect her brother, which is definitely manifesting as a desire to protect and even sacrifice herself for these relative strangers. (I'm interested to see if further reveals of the character's backstories may draw parallels between people they knew in life and the other Misfits as well...)
But also, never underestimate the unhinged and unreasonable level of attachment a group of mentally ill young adults can form practically overnight. You have to suspend your disbelief a little and accept that these people are like, having college age codependent drama, and are also a bunch of lunatics. Because they are. It's awesome.
People bring up stuff about gay marriage in Japan not being legal yet when it comes to bsd ships, but like. Honestly 70% of them already break COUNTLESS laws so in what world would that law stop them from doing it illegally and having their own private ceremonies
Heaven official's blessing has me in a chokehold right now so here's the 3 ghost kings (and Qi Rong)
Might color this later but it's like this for now
And here's the sketches cause why not
Pluto's so real for this
pluto mentality
What a great day to be alive
This is heartbreakingly beautiful I love it
You, and not the state of you
Thank you Dianxia
Dianxia's words of wisdom 🙏
Hualian art
And this which uh technically counts(?) as hualian art because of the reference I used but at the time I didn't know what it was so uh idk
Aforementioned reference image
I don't know the original artist of this I found it on Pinterest
What I love about Hualian is that they are both so in awe of each other's love. They have both walked the earth for 800 years thinking that no one would ever love them. They both adore the other, but they both feel like they are undeserving of the other's love. So the idea that their love is mutual, that the other loves them back and adores them just as much, is such an overwhelming thought for both of them.
It's like:
"Wow, this person is so great! I'm nothing compared to him. He could never love someone like me. Just being able to stand next to him is more than I deserve, but it makes me so happy just to be in his company."
And that thought could come from any one of them.
To realize that the other feels exactly the same way must be such a stunning and wonderful feeling. And I love that! It heals so many wounds and they both deserve it so much!
bro if 15 skk met 22 skk it would %100 go like this:
22dazai: “me and chuuya are no longer dating”
15chuuya: “I dated this freak?3!1?2??2”
22chuuya: “dazai that is a horrible way of telling them we’re married”
15dazai&chuuya: “HUHH2!1??1!1?1?”
Xie Lian bringing his husband little gifts. Simple and small things like a repaired ornate comb, a shell picked up because it sort of looks like a butterfly, handmade soap that smells of jasmine crafted by Xie Lians calloused hands, dozens of trinkets collected from Xie Lians days at the market.
Hua Cheng who has made temples and statues and mortal sacrifices now receiving the same love and devotion from his god, his prince, his husband who presents every gift with the phrase “I thought off you.”
<3
there was an achingly long moment after breaking into the facility and tracking down 258-a in which the two men simply stared. rimbaud at verlaine and verlaine at the experiment. there was an odd look in verlaine’s eyes, as he gazed at the dark-blueish black liquid in the cylinder. he seemed to watch silently, quietly, as if what floated inside truly was a child and not a product of research. rimbaud grew tense, at the threat of the workers who were but seconds from discovering the break-in, and the way verlaine felt miles away.
“paul,” rimbaud whispered, in an urgency he hoped was perceived. “we have to hurry, there’s only so much time.”
and verlaine listened, at least. he brought a hand up to the glass. he hesitated. then he let it break, let the liquid pour out and the child slump into his waiting arms. rimbaud told himself that the tender way verlaine held the prototype was purely extra caution, and not related to how the edges of the blue eyes softened. they began to run.
I can draw only one type of clothing
modern AU hualian suggested by @xiielian c: I love the idea of artist hua cheng so much aah ;v;