saving for when ao3 returns.
“Cory!” Dr. Patience said in his incredibly high pitched voice that Cory did not want to hear at 9AM on a Tuesday. “You’re late for your training!”
“Ugh… I’ve been a Private for like a month now, why do I still need to do training?” Cory complained as he leaned on one of the lab tables near a metal safe.
“Because you know basically nothing about Skips after a whole month of being here!” Patience scolded. “Thankfully for both of us this next one is-”
Nikole suddenly barged into the room. “It’s me I’m here, chaperoning again cause Triana’s on a… meeting,” Nikole cleared her throat. “What are we lookin’ at this time, Doc?”
“That’s… what I was getting to,” The Doctor sighed as he opened up the crate, shoved his hands in and placed the two person, sneaker wearing Llama costume on the ground.
“It’s… a Llama costume,” Cory deadpanned. “I think I know why this one isn’t dangerous,”
Doc pinched his glasses. “It’s a lot more than that, anyone who enters the costume will believe that they are Larry the Loving Llama,”
“Oh I guess that’s-
“To the point where they die of dehydration in the suit,” Nikole smirked, having successfully annoyed the Scientist. “Probably should’ve told him that too,”
“I was getting to that!”
“Oh… that’s a lot less cool,”
Dr. Patience sighed again. “Admittedly, yes; we’re still gonna have a couple of D Class demonstrate it,”
“We really don’t treat D Class well here, huh?”
“Eh, they’re all murderers, or arsonists, or forum trolls,” Nikole shrugged. “They get fed better in The Foundation than they woulda in prison anyway,”
Cory looked down and puffed out his lips. “I guess…”
The two D Class walked in, neither was exactly the most scrupulous looking man; in fact one looked like he had just exited a knife fight like 15 minutes ago.
“Alright, for this test I need you two to enter this Llama costume,” Patience smiled. “That is all,”
“This is humiliating,” Mr. Knife Face said as he put on the legs.
“Yeah well, you beat your wife to death with a 2 by 4,” Nikole stared at the D Class.
“Alright, fair,”
Eventually, the two D Class entered the two person’d costume… it sat limp for a short moment and then instantly shot to life; standing up on all fours like a real Llama!
“Well hey there y’all; I’m Larry, Larry the looooooooooooving Llama!” It cheered.
A big smile grew on Cory’s face, no one else’s though. “Wow! I changed my mind this is really cool!”
“I haven’t,” Nikole leaned on one of the tables as she took a swig from her flask.
The Llama jumped in front of Nikole, the shock caused her to drop her flask and spill the contents in the floor “Woah there pal, don’tcha know that drinking is bad for you?” He looked at the multicoloured puddle produced from the flask. “Especially whatever that is…”
“What I do with my time doesn’t concern ya!” She grumbled as she picked up the flask.
Dr. Patience cleared his throat, interrupted the possible argument. “What can you do, Larry?”
“I’m glad you asked random old man! I can dance, I can sing, and I can play all kinds of pranks!”
“Pranks!?” Cory yelped in excitement. “Wait… what if we pranked called Triana right now?”
“Now that sounds like fun!”
“That doesn’t seem like a-”
“Hell yeah!” Nikole cheered as she tossed her phone to Larry. “Do it now, c’mon!”
Triana, the soon to be prankee was sitting inside of a relatively nice cafe across from her girlfriend, wearing the nicest clothes she had (Consisting of an old leather jacket, an old band shirt that she borrowed from Lara and some slacks) as her phone rang.
“Hello?” She exited her lovey dovey conversation with Lara as she put her phone to her ear. “Nikole, you there?”
“Hey, is your refrigerator running?” The Llama asked.
“Wh- Who is this? Who the-”
“Is your refrigerator running,”
“I should kick your fucking ass right now,” Triana gritted her teeth. “Who is this?”
“...Well then you better catch it!” The Llama, along with Cory and Nikole laughed as he hung up.
“Nikole? Nikole you little… ughh…” Triana sighed as Lara walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.
“You good, Tri?”
The Lieutenant Sighed. “Yeah, just a prank call,”
“Ugh… coworkers amirite?” Lara shrugged, Triana sighed again; more of a joyful sigh as she looked at her hoodie wearing girlfriend, probably also the nicest thing she had.
“Difference is that my coworker’s lives are in my hands,”
“I’m mission control, Tri, how do you think I feel?” The two women chuckled as Lara went back to sitting; a waiter walked up to the two of them. She had long black hair and brown eyes with somewhat large bags. “Hey, what do you want?”
“Uh… fucken er…”
“Two burgers, one side of fries,” Triana interrupted, then smirked at Lara as the waiter wrote down their order and left.
Lara crossed her arms and pouted. “I would’ve gotten it eventually,”
“Suuure,” Triana rolled her eyes.
“Kinda sucks that we gotta go straight back to work after this,” Lara complained. “I mean shit, we need a vacation at some point!”
“We only get one vacation and it’s-
“Retirement, yeah…” Lara rolled her eyes and chuckled. “God, you sound like The General, dude,”
“I’m back, here’s your food, bye” The waitress placed the plates on the table then left as Triana handed her the money.
“Speaking of The General,” Lara said, a mouthful of fries in her mouth so Triana could barely understand her. “When do you think he’s gonna make us do another mission?”
“Tomorrow, it’s one of the less dangerous ones thankfully,” Triana gave a thumbs up. “Didn’t give me much more information though,”
“Well that’s helpful…” Lara looked down. “Also speaking of uh… not giving information when are we gonna tell everyone else about… us?”
Triana looked Lara in the eyes, the first time she had looked this serious in awhile. The Lieutenant cleared her throat as she finished chewing her food. “S-Soon, I promise this time,”
“Please do, I-I suck at lying you know that more than anyone,”
“Yeah, I just don’t want it to get in the way of any missions, honey,” Triana mumbled.
Lara sighed. “Fair, fair; I just think they deserve to know, Tri,”
“I do to…” Triana stood up and tiptoed over to her girlfriend; planting a quick peck on her cheek. “Love you,”
“Eh, l-love you too,” Lara turned beet red. “I suddenly c-can’t wait to go back to base now… heh,”
“Oh, you dirty little,”
Luke bursts into tears he first time, Leía rips another inquisitor apart and she doesn’t know why.
thinking about an au where leia is raised by vader and luke is raised by padme. imagining rebel luke a jedi in training and imperial leia who is part of the inquisitors maybe?
in this au obviously padme doesnt know anakin survived. she thinks her daughter died along with bail in an attack on alderaan or sth like that.
on the other hand, vader thinks padme is dead and that leia is his only child.
both the children are being raised on the beliefs of the parent who is raising them. now imagine luke and leia meeting on the field or sth.
i can only write this as a one shot but maybe this would be like a non linear au with the whole story going all over the place?
RR: that is in fact a threat.
*At the Watchtower for some huge meeting*
Superman: hey Red Robin! Happy belated birthday! It was last week right? How old are you now?
Red Robin: 17.
Nightwing: 20!
Everyone: *stares*
Nightwing: RR, we talked about this. You can’t just decide to stop aging. That’s not how it works. You were born 20 years ago so you are 20 years old.
Red Robin: no. I’m 17 and I really need you to stop saying I’m not.
Impulse: Yeah! We’re 17 Nightwing! We’re never gonna be older than that!
*yj core four gather round Red Robin menacingly*
Superman: what?????
Nightwing: *sighs*
Batman: *dissatisfied grunt*
Red Robin: we went through a lot of bs to become eternally 17 and I won’t let you ruin our hard work!
Wonder Woman (eternally young and suffering for it): why? Why would you do this?
Superboy: if RR is doing it we’re gonna be right there with him!
Wonder girl: *nods*
Red Robin: believe us, you don’t want to see what happens if I lose my youthful optimism.
Tim with the YJ. “If Red Tornado didn’t see us with anything that is DIRECTLY tied to the act he won’t yell at us.”
Red Tornado yells at them later.
Bruce: This plan of yours, one assumes it is entirely legal?
Dick: Yep.
Tim: Of course.
Jason: Entirely.
Damian: Obviously
Bruce: Right…I Wasn’t here. Didn’t see it. Couldn’t have stopped you.
This is perfect to show their relationship. Same for MK and Mei in the future. I don’t believe that ‘The Soldier and The Harbinger’ is a thing. They love each other too much for that. Too much loyalty and trust built off of mortality and trust to become like The Hero and The Warrior.
Hey hey I love these lil guys if you can’t tell
I love these designs. I might steal them a bit.
guys,,,, GUYS I PROMISE I'M NOT GONNA MAKE ANOTHER AU
i just really wanted to make some fun designs for a one off thing !!!
no idea if i'm gonna make april/casey/splinter,,,, bc i fear if i do that i'll be unable to stop myself,,,, i've already thought of rasey angst :')
I think this looks like SUPER cool.
I humbly request more villain mikey if you have the time
Why certainly, here’s some sketches and wips:
Also heres some old stuff I found that I never posted:
I’m still working on the next comic I promise I’ve just been getting sidetracked lol. Also school has been annoying lately.
These are awesome and I want to spread them.
I did this drawing some months ago, while trying to make a TMNT au
I plan on redesigning the turtles, but wanted to share this old ones 'cuz I think they're pretty solid !! I have more doodles of Raph and Donnie than Mikey and Lee, but is still a work in progress :)
Raph is my favorite design out of the four, but as a multiversal Raph Kinnie i'm completely biased lol-
Seeing TMNT aus i always noticed a big lack of disabled Raph rep, so I took matters into my own hands!! Look at him go with his hotwheels crutches !!
I love this little evil genius and his silly mask-bun, and the concept of Donnie being the physically strongest and biggest brother was too good to let it pass !!
The Transfem Leo headcanon from 2012 is one of my favorite things, so I obviously did it in my au! Also love her socks, this kid is fabulous !!
This little fireball of a child is so chaotic and bouncy! Holding anger issues and a will to fight just as big as his big brother, they're a spicy duo !!
I'm kinda sad to not have doodles of Mikey and Lee, but I swear I'll make them tons of doodles when I catch up with working on this au again :)
In the meantime, enjoy this arts, and this doodle page i did some weeks ago !!
Loyalty was a trait Janet Drake respected above all others.
It can give you power, fame, money to have someone's loyalty was to have their life.
Tim has always given his all. His people whatever they need they have. May it be his mind, his skills, or even his weapons.
If Dick Grayson demanded the shirt off his back he would remain naked till the end of his days.
Very few times has anyone actually used it the first to test it was Jason.
"Hey Jay.. What's up you never call?"
Tim's phone is always ringing from Wayne Enterprises to his assorted friends he can't remember it being silent. Yet the shock when HighWay to Hell started blaring almost sent him into cardiac arrest.
"Need a favor. Think you could meet me at that safe house you keep pretending not to break into?"
"Yah no problem also it's not breaking in when you leave the window unlocked. Give me ten."
~
Jason doesn't do favors. He would rather die again than ever ask for shit.
When it comes to Tim though he's not an idiot. During his return to Gotham he researched, knew everything about him from his favorite color to when he fucking peed.
Part of his research specifically including who trained the third Robin. Nevermind that watching the kid fight for more than ten minutes gives it away.
Lady Shiva, Ra's just to name a few. He moves almost exactly the same as Cass. Hides in the shadows better than Damian. The whole creepy debacle with Mr. Old as Fuck just furthered Jason hypothesis.
Baby Bird, Bruce's prized protege isn't none lethal.
"I need you to kill someone."
~
Tim in the back of his mind expected it.
Jason for all he is exactly like Bruce doesn't respond the same. To him protection is blood soaked, a knife to the throat is a greeting. Kindess was shrouded and wasn't offered without losing a part of yourself.
"Joker I'm assuming?"
~
He expected a bit of a fight maybe a lecture at least for him to pretend, not whatever it is Replacement is doing.
"He hasn't broken out of Arkham in months haven't heard shit and I hear your in the same business as me nowadays. What you say about helping a brother out?"
~
He wonders if Jason is aware of how his voice cracked. The pleading that was heard the unspoken because I can't. Tim couldn't imagine looking Jason in the eye and saying no. Watching your son bend and demanding he break.
"Hate to burst your bubble, but I already did, I know you think the worst of me but I wasn't gonna let your murderer keep kicking his feet."
He tosses the drive he's been sitting on almost three months before heading back to the window.
"I know we got our shit Jay but your my brother. This is something you needed to be able to sleep at night. You shouldn't feel like you have to beg. I honestly thought you had known and didn't want to acknowledge it."
~
Jason can't breathe as he shuts his computer. Thirty hours of torture his baby brother broke the Joker in ways that turned his stomach.
He climbs into bed his eyes shutting sleeping without a nightmare for the first time in years.
He can't ever repay Tim nothing will ever be enough but he is gonna do everything to try.
He wonders if Ra's might need the same treatment?
This is adorable.
irma design 💪💪
Bart, rushing in and scooping Tim up: GENEVA CHECKLIST GENEVA CHECKLIST!
Tim, smirking at Kon as Bart runs away: Ciao
Kon, horrified cause HE’S having to play reasonable cause Cassie is on vacation:
Someone was mean to Kon, you decide the extent
Tim: Hear me out, we kill him.
Kon: Isn't that against your code of ethics?!
Tim: It doesn't have to be