Pairing: Tim Drake/Jason Todd
Words: 1k+
Summary: It’s just a Thursday. No significant holidays or anniversaries Tim is aware of. Just—a normal, boring day. But that’s the point. Jason is coming over, like he does so often now, and Tim is making him dinner. Because he can, and he wants to, and Jason deserves it. He’s always shoving food at Tim—over half of it homemade—and Tim… Tim wants to return the favor. Wants to express his appreciation, his affection, in the language Jason knows best.

posting the link separate from the original post since i added jason’s pov~

Harrowhark Nonagesimus

paint the town red🩸(red hood tim)

(based on @mammutblog's red hood timmy design i haven't stopped thinking about since the first time i saw it)

print!

my blog is for the girls who don’t throw away a box cause like it’s a really good box

To make a long story short, due to my legal name change in 2021 the government messed up my taxes and decided I owed them 5k.

I am still trying to sort this out but in the meantime due to catching covid and being unable to work while I was sick I am a little short on cash atm 🥲

I'll survive for sure but if you've enjoyed my writing and you're able and want to here's a link to my ko-fi page.

I'm sorry I've been pretty silent except for reblogging things lately, just been really busy irl. I wanna get back to writing as soon as I'm able ❤️

Should go without saying, but all of these are good things. Writing is writing, no matter what type.

people say the animorphs covers are *creepy* but the actual in book transformations are all like ‘then her face cracked in two, her organs melted, her bones all snapped and reformed backwards, and her fingers and toes fused together. she couldnt cry because her tear ducts didnt fucking exist anymore. everyone looked at the ground so they wouldnt throw up looking at this’

new art challenge: Re-draw Animorphs covers based of the books description.

New art challenge: dONT

I laughed enough that I had to reblog.

Batarang

Dick walking into a room: Do you need a smoke? Or are you about to commit arson?

Jason on the carpet clutching a lighter with bone white knuckles: I haven’t decided yet