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theerurishipper · 4 months
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I tried something new
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Masterpost
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frownyalfred · 4 months
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Bruce: Clark is my closest friend. I admire him more than I can ever say. I don’t know what I would do without him.
Also Bruce, teaching his kids how to use super senses against an opponent: so if you turn on the high frequency emitter I’ve added to all of your gauntlets and then go directly for the face while they’re bent over screaming, you can buy yourself a few extra seconds of —
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raggedy-spaceman · 11 months
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Spare a thought for Con O'Neill who, for months, went to comic cons and had to listen to people telling him how important Izzy is to them, how they see themselves in him and how, if something bad happened to Izzy, they would be absolutely devastated. Man deserves an award.
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bishy437 · 8 months
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just smile and nod
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months
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You made her cry, time to die.
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moonlightmagical · 28 days
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this might be the greatest season of dimension 20
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puppetmaster13u · 6 months
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Prompt 271
“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 
“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 
Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 
“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 
“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 
Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”
Now wait one moment-
“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 
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cactiaintracist · 5 months
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Ncuti Gatwa being a Martha Jones girl: me too Ncuti, me too
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bruciemilf · 4 months
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Bruce knows he can’t scold his children on gala etiquette because he himself had none.
Baby Bruce was a kid who imitated an innocent baby rabbit in looks only. He’ll sit nice and quiet between his parents, watching everyone with his autistic eyes, and suddenly be like.
“Uncle Philip dwinks a lot. Daddy doesn’t wike any of you. “ He gives Carmine Falcone a Look. “Especially you. He says you give him tummy ache.”
Then he goes back to being cute and eating his dessert. Alfred chews back a laugh.
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saetoru · 1 year
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ok i know we always talk about girl dad satoru but imagine boy dad satoru and his lil gentlemanly lessons.
it happens for the first time when you go to take your seatbelt off and get out of the car as soon as it’s parked, but there’s a little voice from the back saying “wait mommy! wait!” and satoru’s nodding like “yeah, wait mommy!” with a knowing grin. you watch him get out of the drivers seat and jog over to help your son out of his car seat before they both make their way to your door. it’s teamwork: satoru opens, and your son holds a tiny hand out for you as he says, “hold my hand mommy, don’t fall!” you walk with satoru trailing behind you both, smiling in amusement as he tells your son “remember kiddo, we never let mommy open her own doors!”
and from then on it’s always a small squeal of “no! mommy stop!” when you’re about to sit down, just so they can jog up and pull the chair out for you and push you in once you’re seated. there’s that routine “after you, mommy!” when he lets you out the door first because it’s always ladies first, of course. there’s always a strict, “mommy’s cold! give her your jacket” you hear thrown at satoru with tiny hands on hips that makes you giggle as satoru shrugs off his jacket with a huff from being scolded. sometimes, there’s a “for you mommy!” before a small bundle of flowers is pressed to your hand as satoru grumbles from the back that he paid, so he should be able to give it to you.
you can’t help but pick your son up every time and kiss his cheeks, grinning as you murmur, “what a sweet little gentleman i have to take care of me.”
and satoru’s always pouting, always standing in the back as he whines out a petulant, “i taught him all that! what about me?”
so you kiss him too—because he treats you just as good, teaches your son to be even better, in fact. and you love your boys, and they never let you forget they love you too.
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sourscratched · 8 months
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unsleeping misc
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luciosfanpage · 5 months
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lilianade-comics · 1 year
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snippets of post AGIT Cheese Melt because, well, I'm predictable. Also featuring post AGIT Dan because I love him~
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sotc · 1 month
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OUGHHHHH HIS SMIRK
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headcanonthings · 5 months
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Natasha: People keep calling Clint the epitome of a golden retriever. Natasha: He is not. Natasha: He is a raccoon that has been too socialized by people and now cannot be released back into the wild.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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Sublime Equine.
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