#garfield logan

givemewallywestorgivemedeath:

Forager @ M'gann

does superboy hate garfield too?

I never drew casual titans so !!

Granted I tend to edit as I go a lot but this seemed important to point out since it’s a matter of characterization. I initially had Rachel chasing Gar with the water gun but I’m thinking now that it would more likely be the other way around. Here’s the new line.

   The only comfort he takes in the situation is the fact Rachel has properly been coaxed from her lonely corner. Him trying to talk her into playing whack a mole or order a Shirley Temple hadn’t worked, and she’d rather fall into a pit than sing Karaoke. It takes Gar chasing her with a water gun to get her out of her own way for at least a moment, no time to mope when you’re escaping a watery assault. If Dick had tried something similar then Rachel would have seen right through it. She probably would have ended the night right then and there because Dick just isn’t the contagious sort of fun that Gar is. As they weave their way through the crowd, a few of the partygoers look annoyed but most of them cheer him on. “Get her kid!” they yell after him encouragingly.



I’ll probably flesh the scene out a little bit more today before continuing with ch. 7

This was faster than I thought it would be. My hope is to have the rest of the chapter posted by next week. Thank you guys again for following, liking and commenting on this story. It really keeps me going


This is not rain. This is a natural disaster. This is damn near Day After Tomorrow levels of apocalyptic. The last time the weather ripped through Isle De Granger like this it shut down businesses for a week. That was 33 years ago. 

Dick gets them home right before a powerline careens into the rapidly flooding street. The lights are on in the house, at least for now, and the kids are standing behind the big window, staring out at the sideways flying monsoon outside.

Dick and Kory make a dash from the carport to the front door and he wrenches it open, the force of the wind yanking the slick doorknob from his unprepared fingers, scattering the foyer with water and dead leaves. After rushing them inside he shoves it closed against the powerful gust.

The house rumbles steadily from the barrage of wind, water and thunder surrounding it, but there’s a sense of safety that lands immediately, a sense of relative quiet. A scary movie goes ignored on the TV screen in the living room, blankets, pillows and half eaten bowls of chips and popcorn laid out in front of it. It seemed to have been a cozy enough afterparty until all hell broke loose outside.

“Dick,” Rachel says, striding up to him quickly. “You’re okay.”

“So are you.”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have–”

“Doesn’t matter, we’re all inside.” He briefly turns his attention to the boys. “You guys need to get away from the window.” 

Gar and Tim obey, and Dick goes to slide the big wooden shutters closed.

Rachel notices Kory standing there immediately after, the woman’s waist length hair dripping onto the carpet. And she greets her shyly. Rachel, who always goes out of her way to avoid humans, including him. Something is different, and he can’t be sure if it’s only because her friends are here. It’s like she’s inching her way out of a chrysalis little by little, peeking out at the world and not instantly pulling back, and it makes him want to cry. 

“Hey Kory,” she says.

“Hi kiddo,” Kory responds. “I’m sorry if we worried you.”

“It’s okay, we shouldn’t have left.”

“I’m the adult here, I’m the one who lost track of time.” He says. “Won’t happen anymore.”

He looks at the red haired source of his distraction again, wanting to offer her a warm towel and a big shirt to wear. But somehow she seems even more comfortable and at home soaked from head to toe than she was before, her arms hang loosely at her sides instead of clasped tightly around her body, her smile is as effortless as always, she’s practically glowing in fact. 

And he still can’t tell if it’s in a way that’s altogether normal or not, nor is it the time to investigate. 

“Hope you don’t mind me waiting out the storm here for a bit,” she says.

“No, not at all.” Rachel replies, as if speaking for him. “Did you need anything? Some dry clothes?”

“I guess I probably should, huh?” Kory says, looking at Dick. And he ignores the odd phrasing and excuses himself to his room to find something for her.

While she changes in the guest bathroom and her slinky dress tosses around in the dryer, the teens accost him immediately with their goofy, assumptive expressions.

“It’s not like that,” Dick says preemtively.

“Not like what? I said nothing.” Says Rachel.

“Man, wonder what kind of bronzer she uses, is it just me or is there something a bit… Twilight going on there?” Says Gar, staring at the closed bathroom door.

“It’s definitely not just you.” Tim adds. 

“Listen, She’s our guest for the time being, so I’m going to need all of you to chill, okay?” Dick says. “Tim, Gar, did you guys call your people, let them know what’s going on?”

“I called my uncle, he’s worried but I talked him out of sending the coast guard,” says Gar.

“Same goes for my parents,” Tim offers.

“Good, you guys should probably try to get some sleep, it’s late.”

“No way man, it’s summer and I’m wired. But I guess we can finish the movie before the lights go out,” Gar says. “Surprised they haven’t already to be honest.”

“Fine, just try to be normal, okay?”

They nod their heads in unison, but their expressions are the equivalent of fingers crossed behind their backs. He sighs heavily and goes back to his room to change.

Once they’re dressed and dry, the five of them gather into the living room and roll the film back to the beginning. It’s The Descent, one of Rachel’s favorites if the monster fanart hung up in her room is anything to go by. 

“I’ve never seen this,” Kory says, helping herself to a fingerful of Doritos and fixing her eyes on the screen. 

“It’s amazing, but just a fair warning, you’re going to hate Juno,” Says Rachel.

“Of course they make the only Asian the bad one,” Gar says, rolling his eyes.

“I can change it if you want,” Rachel suggests.

“Hell no, this movie fucks. Turn it up.”

Rachel smirks and cranks up the sound a couple of notches until it just beats out the volume of the thunder.

“That kind of language is only allowed if it’s karaoke related,” Dick says. “Just so we’re clear.”

“My apologies, summer daddy,” Gar says.

“Apology accepted as long as you never call me that again.”

They let out a collective snicker, and he glances at Kory again because he simply can’t help it. He doesn’t know what hits him harder, the strangeness of her being here right now, or the complete lack of strangeness. Her curls are wringed out and cascading over her delicate shoulders, dampening the white cotton of his favorite sleep shirt. After a second she’s looking at him too, a look that says too many things for him to pick out just one. She lingers for a long moment, creating a light buzzing in the air between them, before she turns away to focus on the screen again. 

Yj doodle

The teen titans at euphoria high

antygabo14:

Someone asked to put them all together, so here are the titans

So… No reunions then? We have to wait ANOTHER week?

Dick: Alright, I’m heading out to see Barbara, see you in the morning *leans in to kiss Rachel’s cheek*

Rachel: *kisses his forehead instead* Make good choices, Dad

Dick: *confused af*

Gar: It means “break up with that chick” you dumbass

Okay, next epsiode absolutely needs to give me Gar and Rachel finding Dick and Conner first. I’m sorry but I am done waiting for that damn reunion, stop dragging it out. Idk why, but I feel they might be in the same area or even the same building complex, they just need to find each other in that maze of corridors.

I need Gar walk in on some conversation between the two, and when asked how did he find them, Rachel joins him with “He had help.”

I need that damn hug. I need Dick being shocked at how she’s even here, I need Rachel telling him there will be time to explain later, now they need to find Kory. I need him to stop her anyway to just look at her for a moment, take her in, before he crushes her to himself with a grin on his face.

I’m tired of imagining this moment. I’m done with daydreaming all the ways it could go. I need to see it, goddamnit.

mynerdsensesaretingling:

[The New Teen Titans #1, 1984]

Too many pics of Kori and whatsisname making out, must combat with pics of her and Garfield. *sharpens pencils*…

guy pals

‍♀️‍♂️ I made the characters from Teen Titans with the Lily Story app ‍♂️‍♀️

“Gar, it’s up to you”

The New Teen Titans (1980) #24

Gar: