#they’re bros

[glow-worms-are-believers]

End in View (dp x dc)

The rooftop is rough beneath Dani and the cold seeps through the gravel and through her layers of clothing as she lays there, breathing. There are no stars visible in the sky. Maybe it’s the rainclouds, maybe it’s the Gotham smog, she doesn’t know. It’s a shame in any case. She’s never liked the stars like Danny does but she still appreciates a little stargazing here and then.

She hears a zipping sound in the distance coming closer, then there’s a thump a bit further away from her on the rooftop and Dani cranes her neck. She sees the upside-down image of a masked man in a skintight black-and-blue suit. She knows him, Might-wings or something. She drops her head, looking back up into the dark sky.

“Hey kiddo, what’re you doing?” The man asks as she hears him walk a little closer.

“Dying,” she says wryly.

Worst part is that it’s true. Her unstable mess of a body is breaking down. She’s taking ecto-shots every morning now instead of every month like when she was twelve years old. Soon the only thing that’ll be able to sustain her properly will be the Infinite Realm and its constant ambient ectoplasm. And even then, she knows it won’t be enough. She’s seen Frostbite’s face after her latest check-up and she saw Danny’s knuckles go white after the yeti repeated for him what he told her.

“Aren’t we all?” The vigilante teases back.

Dani huffs a bit, though her mind is only half-there. This in-between state is dangerous for you. You cannot continue like this for long.

“I happen to have a timeline though, thank you very much,” Dani says and she tries for levity but the words ring too true for that.

What are you saying?

You have to die. Fully.

The vigilante’s breath hitches before he lets out a small “Oh.”

“Doctor says I’ve got about two months,” Dani says casually. “So, I figured I’d see the sights. Travel around a bit.”

“What about your parents?” The man asks, sitting down.

“My dad will be glad when I’m gone,” Dani answers and ignores the pinch to the heart the thought induces.

There’s a silence that stretches for a bit before he breaks it. “That’s awful,” he says quietly.

“It’s whatever. I’ve got my brother anyways.” Dani shrugs. “He’s stuck back home but he’ll come by when he can, which, knowing the kind of shit that goes down back home, won’t be often.” She pauses. “Not like I need him for the list.”

“The list?” The black-and-blue vigilante - Heightwing? - asks.

“My list of things to do before I die,” Dani says. “You know: get drunk, learn to knit, rob a bank. Normal teenager stuff.”

“Anything your local vigilante could help with?”

“You offering?”

“Sure,” he says.

Dani sits up and she sees the vigilante - Nightwing! That’s it! - do the same. She squints into the white lens and he stares back calmly.

“I want to go to Batburger,” she decides. “I want to try the fries.”

He gives her a blinding smile.

“Coming right up,” he chirps before getting out a sleek-looking grapple gun and holds out his other hand. “Ready to fly?”

“Born ready,” she says and takes his hand.

[rahhhbananas]

✭ ✭ ✭ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎 𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐄 - ft. hobie brown ✭ ✭ ✭

summary. Just bros being bros

warning(s). He/Him pronouns, mentions of sex, very short, foul language

a/n. sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia (My obsession with Hobie is beyond unhealthy)

“Bro…that was amazing..”

Hobie paused, setting aside his half-eaten ice cream and gazing down at the slightly shorter male before him. "I've just fucked you, and now you want to call me your 'bruv'?" Hobie's expression turned somewhat sour. Y/n met his gaze, unyielding. "Yeah, should I start calling you sweet, cheesy couple names instead?”

A mischievous grin spread across Y/n's face as he straddled his boyfriend, batting his eyelashes in an "innocent" manner while puckering his lips. "Oh, Hobie boo boo bear, that was the most splendid lovemaking experience of my life!" Y/n teased playfully. Hobie responded with an unamused stare. "I'm not doin this today." The Brit pushed Y/n off, letting him tumble wherever he may.

"I've learned to embrace eccentricity at that society, but here?" Hobie pointed a finger, "you are in a league of your own." Y/n looked up, momentarily squirming before rolling under the bed and meeting Hobie's simultaneously disappointed and amused expression. "In all my years of existence, I've never encountered someone as delightfully peculiar as you." Hobie couldn't help but smile as he slipped on his shoes, reaching for his tattered clothes that lay discarded from the previous night.

Y/n's smile widened. "Ooo~ I must be quite special! But, where you off to?" Y/n playfully kicked his feet against the floor. Hobie stood up, retrieving his mask. "I have a meeting." Y/n feigned shock. "Hobart... are you actually listening to Miguel?" Hobie moved toward the window, Y/n trailing behind. Hobie turned around, locking eyes with Y/n. "Of course not. I'm going to meet Pav. He's got something to show me." Hobie approached the window, Y/n joining him. Just before he leaped into the bustling city streets, Hobie looked back at Y/n. "See you later, dear. If I haven't returned by midnight, call Pav. I've probably dozed off at his place." With that, Hobie gave a final kiss to his boyfriend before leaping himself into the lively city, swinging through dark alleys until a sudden pink glow materialized and dissipated as quickly as it had appeared. Y/n stood there, his expression distant and contemplative.

“My boyfriends name is Hobart.”

[missallanious]

✨them✨

[dogsstew]

Switchin it up with some Bill and Ted ⚡️🎸

This took forever to paint and they still look gay!

[sixcrowsinateacup]

If you ever hear me say Wylan is Kaz’s son, I do not mean that Kaz is his father. I am using “son” as slang. The way that any other older friend might view you as their “son”. It’s the same way that a HS senior would “adopt” a lowerclassmen (freshman, sophomore or junior). That’s his son but that isn’t Wylan’s dad okay? That’s Wylan’s older friend who saw him and threw him over his shoulder and Wylan isn’t getting off anytime soon as much as he wishes Kaz will drop him back into the gutter where he found him. Okay, they’re bros, Kaz gets to be the older brother for once and he refuses to abandon that title.

[xblackreader]

they’re besties!

check the first tag for more M’baku|Attuma BFF content :P

tip option in bio but reblogging is free!

[jonathansknife]

Quincey calling Lucy “a good fellow” <3

[dubiousculturalartifact]

do you ever think about Lan sharing how the prayer of the Malkieri diaspora includes honouring the homeland they may find again ‘in this life, or the next’

and then when Siuan talks to Moiraine about wanting them to have more time together, she uses the same phrase, ‘in this life, or the next’?

Like: because of Moiraine they’ve spent enough time around each other for there to be borrowed language, and I have feelings about that

[mad-aims]

98 Vash comforting 23 Vash ❤️

They’re both legs for days

[llulabeee]

I’ve decided that Gus and mattholomule don’t have a shippy kind of relationship, more like a “this is my dumbass best friend” kinda relationship. I’m cool with them just being bros. Friendships are just as important as romance and I like that the owl house points that out a lot

[kookieswan]

I suspect every staff member has different answers to this, but Nightmare guard Kookie, who do you think are the scariest and least scary among them? Are there any in particular that cause more trouble?

“You’d be correct, most people have their own issues with certain Nightmares down here. The most concerning is probably 061318, that one is unpredictable. Fine one moment and crazed the next. For obvious reasons, Yoongi doesn’t bother me… the others would say differently I’m sure.”

[noodles-and-tea]

🎂💕🌟✨

[charlieswebb]

the greeks believed that our souls were split in half so we have to find our missing pieces. but i feel full. my soul is complete. aromanticism allows the soul to stay together

[kartsie]

Carrying your baby brother around is a thankless job so it’s ok to annoy him

[dokupine]

toads and goombas

[sfordaisy]

Skater Bros