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Jason, reading a newspaper: "Holy shit. Lex Luthor's name is Alexander? I had no idea..."
Tim: "What, you thought his parents just named him Lex?"
Jason, shrugging: "Well, yeah. Parents are always calling their kids dumb shit. Look at Dick."
Tim: "...You know Dick is short for Richard, right?"
Jason, setting his paper down: "What."
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Enjoy the template. This sheet is one I just decided to whip up out of boredom. The initial sheet does use very, very few drawings, but I've also included a mobile friendly version without them.
*Do not remove the credit.
Since everyone was so kind and generous with the first template I posted, have another! This one is slightly smaller than my usual, but who doesn't like concise? P.S. I will not approve any requests to edit the template. Just make a copy and you have your own. Tea and biscuits, 𝕾𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝕶𝔦𝔫𝔤
Edit: school pt 2
Two years ago I started to teach myself how to draw. In April of 2018 I drew Norway. Today I redrew it. I’m very proud of my improvement!
After Good Omens 2 came out I was so sad my favorite fictional couple Broke Up without being together so I decided to watch House MD to make myself feel better and I picked up at the end of season 4 and Guys You’ll Never Guess What Happened
What do the members of the Batfamily want for Christmas? No one asked but I headcannoned it either way:
Bruce: Nothing. At least, that’s what he says. But it’s a boldfaced lie. What Bruce actually wants for Christmas? One of those cheap ass plastic drones you can buy at Best Buy or Walmart. He’s saw them on a commercial once and back in ‘08 and has wanted one ever since. Dick is the only one privy to this information, and as such makes it a point to get one for Bruce each year. (They have a tradition on New Years to fly it around the Batcave until it inevitably breaks and cackle wildly at how stupid it looks.)
Dick: Olaplex and a 401k. However, when Christmas Day comes around, he gladly accepts the bougie shampoo/conditioner but refuses to accept the half-mil check Bruce left in his stocking. (He doesn’t need daddy’s money, Bruce, seriously lay off—)
Jason: a crowbar. He asks for this as a joke and gets pissed when Dick actually gets him one. He spends half an hour chasing Dick though the Manor, cursing him out and threatening to beat him up with the menorah. They almost set the Christmas tree on fire. When they’re done Bruce awkwardly gifts Jason a signed, collector’s copy of the Hunger Games trilogy. (He’s wanted it since he was twelve.)
Cass: she’s more of an experiment type of person, and asks to go see a new ballet that’s premiering in downtown. Bruce gives her a cute card with a promise to take her out on a daddy-daughter date to the Gotham Theater. (He rented out the whole place—they’re getting a private showing.)
Tim: Starbucks. Like, the company. Says it’s because he wants to start a monopoly on coffee to insure that his supply won’t be cut off, and price cap the Carmel macchiatos at $3. Bruce gets him a gift card instead.
Steph: Ugg Slippers. Remember that infamous video of that teenage girl getting Ugg slippers and being so so excited and running around the house screaming while her dad was confused and saying, “they’re just slippers…?” Yes. Yes this is Steph and Bruce.
Duke: for a heating system to be installed in his armor. Jesus Christ, it gets cold in Gotham in February, and the insulation is good but Duke’s the type of person who always had cold hands and feet, so he really fucking needs that armor update. (Bruce actually fixes this before Christmas and gets Duke a subscription for Planet Fitness because he saw a commercial for it at work. Duke is confused. Bruce is trying.)
Damian: an Alpaca. Surprisingly, he actually gets this. Bruce legit imports an alpaca from, like, whenever the heck those things come from and gifts it to Damian on Christmas with a bright red bow. (When Dick asks why he never got a hamster all those years ago when he asked, Bruce says it’s because Damian will actually keep the Alpaca alive. Dick has no further argument.)
(Bonus +!) Alfred: a Keurig. He asks for this every year. At this point he has a stockpile of Keurigs and truly, truly does not need an another one, but it’s all that he asks for so that’s what he’s getting. (The kids all write heartfelt letters though to put in his stocking, which is what Alfred actually wants for Christmas.)
Being on the nostalgia train this week really helped stretching my artistic legs again. So here, have some old things and some new! For now I'm done with this.
Hey, I don’t know if you are still doing asks but I’m most likely going to be admitted to a mental hospital tomorrow. I’m only 13 and I’m really scared. Could I have words of encouragement from the Nordics?
Finland pulled you in for the tightest embrace, taking long breaths as he felt your heartbeat against his own
“You’re going to be okay.” Finland said, petting your hair gently “For whatever circumstances you have for being there, you’re going to do great.”
Sweden nodded in affirmation, “You going there for help is one brave thing done, but you’ve got to be extra-brave for yourself, okay?
“It’s okay to be scared.” Norway cooed, cupping your face “Just know that you’re already doing great by letting yourself get help, and will keep getting better after this. And we always have your back.”
“Yes, this is a good brave thing that you’re doing.” Iceland smiled at you brightly “It’s scary, I know, but you are going to heal and be better, because you are great and you are going to do well in this entire process.”
“Yeah!” Denmark cheered on “Be extra! Dab yourself some serotonin!” He then proceeded to dab horribly and then throw his arms around you for a tight embrace
Iceland gasped and stared at him, shaken, “The fuck did you just say?”
“Oh come on, just a little bit of fun!” Denmark laughed, turning to you and pressing a quick kiss on your cheek “But seriously, kid, you will do good there. Take it one step at a time.“
Ivory SMP is an 18+ whitelist-only Minecraft server rooted in cosmic horror, narrative survival, and the kind of storytelling that lingers with you long after you log off. This isn’t your average SMP—we don’t do fast-paced grindfests or throwaway lore.
Ivory is quiet dread. Slow decay. A world that feels like it’s always watching.
The land is beautiful in that haunting way old churches and abandoned towns are. Stories grow here like mold in the walls—if you know where to look. Your character is part of something bigger: a strange, sprawling mystery that unfolds in real time, shaped by the choices you make and the secrets you uncover.
We’re a community of writers, builders, and roleplayers who crave something a little darker. A little slower. A little more alive.
This server will not hold your hand. It will leave the light on. And then it will ask if you’ve seen what’s living in the walls.
If you’re an adult who loves immersive storytelling, unsettling vibes, and the slow burn of a world that remembers, you might have just found your place.
Ivory SMP is open. The world is waiting. Are you ready to listen to what it’s saying?
This being said, We are very lgbtq+ friendly, and a very small server that’s still looking to grow!