Idea:

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

He is like a russian doll but when you take out another doll it is a new trauma.

Me pointing at Cale: This man has so many layers inside of him just like an onion and also just like an onion the deeper you cut through the layers the more it makes you cry

Normal siblings behavior. I can see this totally happening because when I was in school a friend and Ilearned how to spell ASL just to insult each other in the middle of the class. I was pretty good at it

My class and I also got pretty good at geringoso (add a p between vowels: apa, epe, ipi, opo, upu →cabron→ capabropon) just to fuck around

multilingual batkids. they learn each others languages so they can mix and match. for example:

tim in french: have you figured out how we’re gonna tell b we’re not going to that gala yet?

damian in arabic: no i thought that was thomas’ job?

duke french: me? no jason said he’d do something

jason in arabic: hey don’t drag me into this!

dick in romani: i’m gonna kill him i really i am

steph in russian: who are we killing?

dick in english: ah! nobody! wait i didn’t know you spoke romani

tim in greek: you’re an asshole

jason in english: wait my greek is rusty say it again slowly

tim in greek: you’re an asshole

jason: …. you motherfucker

cass signing: nice drawing

damian in chinese: thank you

dick yelling at bruce about something he did

jason in spanish: what language is he speaking right now?

tim also in spanish: uh all of them i think

jason: does bruce even know-

tim: no he doesn’t

pov you’re on tumblr for halloween:

It's a work on progress. I'm really tired, maybe I finish it later

That's why my man is out there saying shit like "I Don't really care about these people" and then fixing (destroying) every problem they ever encounter

Plausible deniability, if he didn't say he cared about them or even admitted it to himself, they wouldn't die (?

thinking about how everyone who ever cared about kim rok soo would disappear from his life

and how he started to keep a distance from the people who cared about him

perhaps, in the attempt, that they might stay

and the people who managed to crack open his shell

died in front of him

You know what they say……..

Cale and Eruhaben were drinking quietly when an exited Raon enters the room flying.

“Goldie! I have a question! The intelligent Rosalyn told me that sometimes new stars born and others die, but, how they die?”

Before the gold dragon can even process the question, Cale responded without hesitation and almost seemed like reflex a response when his face didn’t change.

“Usually an overdose”

Eruhaben snort without grace and Cale suddenly realizes with horror who he said that answer. There's no way he's gonna explain what that means to Raon.

yo for the record if you put something in my inbox and i never respond it’s not that i didn’t like it or read it it’s that i very very often see messages and go ‘oh i should respond to that’ and then i fucking forget until it’s like. been enough time to be weird

Something healed inside me after seeing this

I am feeling so guilty about keeping drawing Cale in stead of actual work.