Well it’s time for the next installment of the Dramasomnia chapter and Bat Dad is up for summoning.
I made summoning circles for his first two sons, Ziggy Zigs and Shiny Dream Prince, so I might as well keep this new tradition going lol
*sets up magenta candles along the edges of a summoning circle made up of bass guitar strings, wine glasses of tomato juice form a smaller inner circle surrounding a Silver, Malleus, and Sebek nui and a bag of black licorice jellybeans in the center*
*flicks on the Bat Signal and starts blasting music*
working on a fae lineart that I've had lying around for months and months. I'm settling on a bat-like design, with glider wings but the costume I will have to spend some time thinking about, to suit both the wing style and be a freely moving garment, perhaps a halter neck. I considered giving her a more bat like nose, but after I managed to draw the current one so nicely I'm not sure I want to change it. What do you think?
drawn in inkscape with a huion kamvas 20.
I'm trying alllll the free art programs until I find one I like.
“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone.
“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion.
Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files.
“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued.
“Is he coming to the Manor or…”
Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”
Lilia: Anyone else feels good when their brain releases a bunch of endorphins?
Yuu: Can't relate...*Dark bags under eyes drinking their 10th healing potion*
Mall: Why would my brain release a bunch of dolphins?
Look, Bruce had had no plans to be a cryptid, he swore.
Vigilante? Yes. Dark abomination of the night? No. And he was, he was technically just a dude. A well trained (and maybe feral) human, but still just a human! Apparently not to the rest of Gotham, and he honestly should have nipped those rumors when they first started.
But like, it was also perfect for his secret identity. No one exactly expected an undead shadow-beast to have a secret identity after all. Or an undead shadow beast and some sort of ghost child to have ones, as the small child- which turned to small children- he’d taken in discovered.
Which, look, he had tried to get Dick (and later Barbara, and Jason, and Tim, and Steph, and by the time of Duke and Cass had given up) to stop. He had tried everything he could but no, nothing could stop them. Literally nothing that he had done could stop any of them, so he had trained them instead.
And the children were all little shits. At least by the fact that Nightwing had lead the newly-made Justice League right where he was perching, continuing to chitter and giggle near hysterically as he ducked behind him.
And somehow they were here to try and recruit him. Great.