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Part 2 👇

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IT GETS BETTER!!!

A fanfic idea:

Bruce was able to rescue Jason before he died, and after this experience, Jason stopped being Robin.

He became afterwards the golden child, he goes to college (with a scholarship), helps out in the city library, teaches children (helps with their homeworks and helps them to study), works part time in a car garage in crime alley, and is a supportive brother.

And it pisses his siblings off.

Because there has to be something fishy because no one, really no one, is that perfect.

And there is something fishy.

He is also Red Hood.

No one knows, and the vigilantes never talk to Jason about "the family business" because he needs to concentrate on his studies and other stuff.

So imagine, Batmans suprise when the JL was able to catch Red Hood.

Someone takes Jasons helmet off in front of Batman, Nightwing, and other members

And Jason, who wears also a domino mask, doesn't look Batman in the face even as he says :

"Hey Dad. I can explain."

And Dick loses his shit, he laughs so hard because, Jason, The golden child, the one who gave up on being a vigilante, who reads to children in the library, is a goddamn crimelord.

Bruce just stands there frozen because wtf Jason?!

And Dick takes selfies with Jason being tied up and calles the other Batkids in because they should definitely not be left out of it.

(Edit: As someone who doesn't really write (or can write good stories), I want to say, feel free to use this prompt for a fanfiction. Just please give credits to me (because I don't know if someone else had also this idea and posted it) and please inform me if you publish something (because I want to read a fanfiction like this too))

Little Big Changes ✂️~

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A long forgotten short comic I did for pre-totk/post-botw domestic zelink

I love Zel’s hair symbolism especially after altering her status as a “princess”and becoming a Hateno grade school teacher. She’d most likely still maintain some insecurities but that’s what our lovely knight was made for <3

Semi-connected to my previous Signing Link headcanon, Link speaks here for the first time post-Calamity and gets super self-conscious. But of course Zelda doesn’t mind and is happy that Link growing more comfortable after the events of breath of the wild

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The Bride and the ugly ass groom

It's my meme! it was made for me and my @skyscrapergods au!

Just something quick because I couldn't stop thinking about Zoro's chest.

Warnings. Biting and hickies. Zoro is shameless, and Sanji is jealous.

Pairings. Zoro x reader

Like usual, Zoro rises before you, leaving you to sleep in while he goes and gets breakfast. The cook was most likely up by now. He doesn't bother dressing other than a pair of soft sleep pants, and his lips quirk when he turns to the bed before he leaves. You have rolled to his side of the bed, your arms wrapped around his pillow and hugging it to your chest. He leans over the bed, smoothing your hair away from your brow before pressing his lips to your forehead.

"I'll be back," Zoro murmurs, and then he stands to lope out the door and to the kitchen.

He can smell bacon sizzling on the stove before he even enters the kitchen, and his stomach growls loudly in response. He greets Sanji, his mood rather pleasant this morning after last night. The blonde tosses a greeting over his shoulder and continues to move the sizzling strips of meat around on the pan. Zoro grabs a bottle of water and then leans against the counter, watching Sanji cook.

Curly brow doesn't mind, rather at ease until he turns to ask Zoro to grab the butter out of the fridge when his eyes land on the swordsman's chest. Zoro watches the cook turn an interesting shade of red, his eyes going wide as he flicks them across the span of the green haired man's chest. He raises an eyebrow and then looks down at the same time Sanji points an accusing finger at his, his curly brows tugging down into a scowl.

"Stupid Marimo! You can't just flaunt all the attention you get!"

Zoro looks at the "attention" Sanji is talking about. His chest is littered with bruises and bite marks, his nipples a bit more red than usual from your ministrations last night. His left pec has a particularly deep bite, and it actually twinges a bit in pain when Zoro swipes a thumb over it. He smirks at the possessive display that you left behind and shrugs at the cook.

"Not my fault that _ likes my chest. Maybe you outta bulk up some, Curly Brow," Zoro quips and shoves off the counter, snickering at the indignant snarl that Sanji aimed at him.

He exits the kitchen with an extra pep in his step, mood further improved by poking at the cook, and meanders his way back to the room he shares with you. Zoro eases the door open and then slides back into bed, pulling you to lay across his chest. You grumble and fall straight back to sleep, and he follows after you with ease. Breakfast could wait.

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