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Deranged miscellaneous twt collection of jayvik/arcane

rock band au, anyone?

edit: now with a prologue comic

awesome sauce

yin and yang, complementary and opposing forces

Devsisters are you fucking kidding me

This is how the golden age of piracy ended.

Matt Braly Announces "AMPHIBIA: STRANGE VOYAGE" Graphic Novel Series From TOKYO POP And Disney Publishing Worldwide.

The Journey has started! Matt Braly has announced at Barnes & Noble's "AMPHIBIA: STRANGE VOYAGE" a 10-issue mini-series from TOKYOPOP and Disney Books . 🐸🗺️

AMPHIBIA: STRANGE VOYAGE" graphic novel will be written by Matt Braly and will feature the artwork of Fan-Artist Beatrice Bovo.

The novel centers around Sprig and his friends as they embark on an adventure to explore a new continent mentioned in "The Hardest Thing" epilogue.

You will be randomly assigned a NightWing name. Spin this wheel for your prefix (first part of your name) and then spin this wheel for your suffix (second part of your name).

(I got the name Marveladvisor... It's tolerable)

please look at this beautiful mouse

guh… the new girlies are so cute…

i think they should kiss

saw some people on twt shipping black forest with the first cookies from witches castle and i think it’s peak… might have to draw cookie yuri……. for the betterment of mankind

I put every bird I could think of into this wheel. Spin the wheel. You're that bird now.

Throwback to this absolutely heartbreaking banger

“Where is his cane? He can’t walk without his cane—“ Jayce babbles frantically as he rummages through the rubble. His fingers bleed, and his breath is uneven—he’s close to sobbing, and tears are, frankly, obscuring his vision, but he pays it no mind. It doesn’t matter. Nothing matters—nothing but him, in that damned chamber.

Mel watches him, and her chest constricts. She places a gentle hand on Jayce’s shoulder, but it does little to nothing to snap him out of his single-minded pursuit.

“Jayce—“

“He— Oh god, when he wakes up, he will be so mad,” Jayce attempts a laugh, rubbing his eyes. They sting—from both the dust and tears. Mel keeps silent, not daring to interrupt. She can’t. Not when Jayce has that desperate, panicked look inched into his features.

“Yes!” Jayce exclaims finally, noticing the glare of the shiny tip of the cane. He has designed it, after all—he would recognize it anywhere. “I- God, I put it somewhere once—in the lab, and he—“ Jayce goes through the memories, not caring of the tears and sheer desperation that radiates off him. He grasps the cane, pulling it out of the rubble—it’s a little chipped, but nothing he can’t fix for Viktor.

Just like him - the thought flashes through his mind, and Jayce shudders.

This is how that scene went right

My headcanons for nightwing powers. Specifically before they moved to the volcano