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guys it's in process
and if i write a noah one shot but the plot is basically this song……
no give me the drafts give me all of them
I don't care if they aren't ever finished or published I just wanna beta read
Guys they are beta reading each others fics
Character Development <<< Character Regression
just made the most yummiest air fried chicken. i can finally become chef boyardee <3333
WAIT BROS ONTO SOMETHING
Why does Barron know more Logan lore than we do
episode: 42
Spreading the mermaid Lottie agenda because I can
I could literally be a mermaid and y'all wouldn't know
The link to this lovely masterpiece <3
CHAT I GET IT THE LOML CANONICALLY DRESSES LIKE SHIT 😭
BUT WHAT IF! there was a solution???….
give tetsu pants that are TOO long 🤓☝️
thank you thank you once again i am batman saving the city (saving it from men who can’t dress themselves tsk tsk)
i have this hc that kuroo's pants are always an awkward length bc he's too tall. like no matter what his pants will always come 3/4 of the way down to his shins. so because of this he'll end up rolling his pants up to his knees. it looks super funny and when anyone asks him why he'll just say "they're my pantaloons" and won't elaborate.
lesbian ass haircut
CRIMINAL MINDS 8x09 - magnificent light
Hear me out they could be good for each other and help with each other's problems please-
Consider the following: KoiTsuki but its the older Koito 🤫
Hey! So, it's been a while, but I finally remembered to come back to this! But, it's not gonna go the way you'd think.
If Danny had it his way, he'd be at his Aunt Alicia's house for the summer instead of New Jersey. This place is gloomy, grimy, and soaked through with so much crime that it's a Problem(TM). Like, seriously? New Jersey hasn't allowed the death penalty since he was seven, but can't they make, like, one exception? Get rid of The Joker and half of Gotham's problems are solved.
Unfortunately, he's only here as a guest, so he can't really do anything. Which, for the record, is a shit rule. Call a goose and goose, and that's exactly what Gotham City, New Jersey is.
It isn't all that bad, he supposes. Sure, the pollution blocks out the entire sky at all times, the buildings that aren't condemned are only feeding the rich while stealing from the poor, an entire twenty-four block are has been given up on by mostly everyone, the local vigilantes won't kill the recurring problems like the cockroaches they are- There was a good point to all this.
Oh! He has family here. That's it. That's the only silver lining, and it's bronze.
But, hey, it can't be that bad. From what he understands, his half-brother and company don't actually live in Gotham. Bristol, according to Talia is technically outside of Gotham City Limits, but is still considered as part of the city. Makes sense, aside from the fact that there's no bridge between Bristol and Gotham. Weird design, but he's not rich so he's not really inclined to care or understand.
Half brother, right.
Danny doesn't like Damian much, but that's because he's a clone...of Damian. Danny's a clone of Damian, not the other way around. Ra's makes that very clear
The only reason Talia wants him with Damian is because she's upset with Bruce Wayne. What is it with divorced parents and putting their kids on the middle of their fights? Or maybe that's just Talia?
Anyway.
Gotham, New Jersey is a dismal place. Danny's not germophobic by any means, he can't really afford to be, but even he's having a hard time being in the city.
It was so much easier hiding out with the Fentons.
Well, 'hiding' is a subjective term. Ra's and Talia knew where he was, so did Deathstroke, probably, but that was it.
Essentially, everyone he should be hiding from knows where he's been hiding, which means he's just been on some kind of twisted, extended vacation.
As far as Danny knew, Bruce Wayne had no idea he was coming. Damian knew because Talia had wanted him to pick Danny up from the airport. Weird because while Damian is technically older, Danny is still legally two years older.
Well, 'legally' is a stretch. He doesn't technically exist, outside of the LoA and Amity Park.
The point is that Damian is waiting for him at the end of the terminal, looking as much like an excited puppy as he can, with an older gentleman. Talia had given him nothing to work with, but Danny didn't really care who this guy was as long as he didn't try to make him do anything he didn't want to.
...living in the Midwest was doing wonders for his mental stability, but Ancients was it making him soft!
"'Danny', I presume?" the old man asked, his accent heavy.
Good, so Talia did give Damian his actual name. "Yep. You are?" He may not want to be here, but he still knows his manners. Even if he's only going to use the bare minimum of them. Malicious Compliance and all that.
"Alfred Pennyworth, the family butler." He didn't extend his hand to shake. Danny didn't mind. In fact, he actually preferred that.
Okay, so maybe he's a little bit haphephobic. Leave him alone!
"Danny," Damian greeted, a smile of excitement in his voice but not his face, "It's good to have you here. How did Mother convince you to come?"
"Bribery." Mostly.
Damian seemed to deflate a bit. "Father and the others don't know you're here."
"Do they even know about me at all?"
"No."
"Perfect! Then I can stay at a hotel-"
"For the entire summer?" Alfred raised his eyebrow, "I must insist that you stay at Wayne Manor while in Gotham. Master Bruce will most pleased to meet you."
"Why?" Danny scoffed, "I'm not his kid, nor do I want to be."
Damian slouched a little bit more. "Come, we must get back before the others send out a search party for us."
"Dramatic much?" Danny scoffed.
"Not at all," Alfred took both of Danny's bags before leading the way out to the car, "It' happened before in less time."
"I don't doubt it for a second. I'm calling Bruce a dramatic bitch."
Alfred smirked ever so slightly. "Quite right, Master Danny."
"Don't call me that."
"Alright then, what should I call you?"
"'Danny'. No honorifics, no add ons, no trying to fullname me, nothing else."
"And when you go out with the rest of the family?"
He scoffed again. "You really think they'd let me go out with them? I'm an assassin. In fact, the first thing I'll do the second I'm let out of the house is kill the clown bastard."
Damian rested his hand on Danny's arm. "They let me out with them and I tried to kill Drake. As long as you uphold a promise not to kill anyone, you'll be allowed to patrol with us."
They reached the car, Damian sat behind the driver while Danny sat behind the passenger. Alfred put the bags in the trunk. "So? What will you be called on patrol?"
Danny rolled his eyes, popping his headphones in and not looking away from the window. "Respawn."
Storyboard
He's in need of a new outfit don't u think?
WOAAAAA!!! 100 follower special coming out one of these days y’all get READY 🫨
You say this could be a dynamic? Okay. Let me be mentally ill for a second.
So at first you might think this is a sweet one, right?
A "This isn't my issue but you care about it and I care about you so I'm here to support you" kinda thing.
No.
Incorrect.
This is a heartbreaking dynamic of betrayal.
Imagine having someone you care about, who supports you in everything you do. You couldn't be more grateful for them and the work you do together.
But then something doesn't quite work out.
You've been so dedicated to a certain cause, your loved one right there with you, but it's hard. No matter what you try you can't seem to get through to people. You do your best but you... you just can't.
You're going down, but hey, at least you're going down with them. Together is the single most perfect way to go.
Until you're not.
Until they leave.
Until "oh no dying for me thank you, I just wanted to be on this is hill with you".
You feel hurt, betrayal, confusion, but most of all? You feel guilty and useless.
You thought they believed in this cause as much as you did. You thought you could trust their actions and words that supported that idea. But in the end, it was nothing more then a lie... just like how many others?
And to top it all off, you couldn't even convince the person you held most dear in this world of this cause that was so very important to you. That you had spent so long fighting for.
Why did you think you could make any sort of difference at all?
oh no dying for me thank you, I just wanted to be on this hill with you
I'm a whore for shapes and colors.
I usually don't ship a lot of things, but I must make one of my ships know. Berry x Barley, a tired and exhausted patron with their bartender listener BF. It could be a ship name like "Blueberry Vodka" or something else that's appropriate for the ship.
let me cook ⁉️
I curse my greatest enemies with having their own steve story stuck in their head but the inability to figure it out enough to turn it into a series
Back in the 2010s there was a pretty persistant rumour that Fernando Alonso and his then gf were swingers and that Nando would actively pursue other drivers with partners in the paddock for the purposes of swinging. 💅
swinging with your coworkers ohhhh he's operating on a different level