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velvetwilde · 2 days
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pretty, pretty princess
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Bruce's "You're my reason to live (affectionate)" to Dick and Jason vs. "You're the reason I'm alive (derogatory)" to Tim (and maybe "I'm the reason you're alive (ambiguous)" to Damian?)
Do you know the amount of pressure it puts on a child to be told you're the reason you parent(s) is alive? It's exhausting. And it had to be exhausting for Dick, Jason and Tim.
Dick had to be terrified of losing another parent and that probably translated into anger, into trying to push Bruce's buttons until he got fed up. Into trying to force the other shoe to drop because then he couldn't be the reason Bruce died (like he felt he was the reason his parents died).
Jason was also terrified of losing the only adult that had cared for him in so long, so he tried to be the perfect son and as quiet and well-behaved as possible. Maybe if he had been better, if he had been perfect, his mom wouldn't have died.
Tim, however, took the role of the caretaker with who should've been his caretaker. And Bruce wasn't happy about it, because maybe, if he died, he could be with Jason again. There were only three people between him and his son: his father who was more than used to tragedy and death, his other son who wanted nothing to do with him, and this annoying child who just wouldn't let him die. No wonder he was angry and ungrateful.
It had to have been exhausting for all three of them, for completely different reasons but also the same, at its core. Feeling like you're constantly carrying a weight you never asked for, holding someone else together when you feel like you're falling apart. They have more in common than they think.
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zero-is-nebulous · 1 month
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Tee bee atech I might jig this design a bit but this is what I have so far, he's a Japanese dragon because uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh he's a big tall strong handsome man and allat
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princeguri66 · 4 months
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"our sergeant keeps kissing us when he's drunk, how do we tell him we'd like for him to kiss us while he's sober as well." -TF 141
TF 141 x very affectionate while drunk male reader
All fluff!
Building off of my old drunk clingy reader thing..
You have too much affection for the task force in your heart for your own good. When you're sober you at least hold it off, suppress it, unsure on how your friends would think about it. At most it's an arm around the waist or shoulder. Trying to not be too affectionate in fear of making them uncomfortable. Unbeknownst to you, they absolutely live for it.
When you're drunk all that self restraint goes away, other than clinging to their side you also very much enjoy giving them little pecks all over their face.
You have Soap leaning on your front, his back connected to your chest as you turn his head around to kiss his face, smooshing his cheeks as you do so. Kissing all the way from his brow to his jaw, rubbing your cheek against his and then resting your head on his shoulder and nuzzle your head into his neck as you leave him a blushing mess.
And when you're sticking next to Gaz, your hands wrapping around him, trapping him in your embrace as you leave kisses on his cheekbones and kiss the tip of his ear. Your lips touching every surface that you can get your hands (well lips) on. Leaving kisses on his shoulders as well.
Ghost sitting facing you as you intertwine your hands with his, and slowly lift said hands to your lips, kissing each knuckle and moving up to his covered face, placing kisses where he can still feel it through the fabric of his balaclava, like his cheeks and his chin. Maybe even his ear. You can't see it but he's beat red from his face down to his neck.
Sitting on the couch together with Price, your thighs touching and you have an arm on his shoulders, you can't help but keep staring at the man and as he turns to look at you you place a small kiss in the middle of his eyebrows, moving to kiss the corner of his eyes and moving your other arm to grab his face and smoosh his cheek in to your lips and give him an audible kiss and moving your lips to kiss the corner of his mouth. Only the best for your captain.
The next day always follows you furiously apologizing to the team, hoping you didn't make them uncomfortable but they always brush it off, always assuring you that it was fine and they don't mind it. They don't mind it at all, in fact, they're patiently waiting for the day you'll kiss them without having the help of alcohol.
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miguxadraws · 24 days
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I don't think I've ever drawn swap!pomni before so here it is (ft. ragatha)
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esper-eclipse · 2 years
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train ride during busy hours
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cosmonautroger · 3 months
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Miles Davis, So What, 1959
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gaytotodile · 3 days
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it may be monday but at least i got a haircut 🥰
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datcravat · 1 year
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another quick melinoe
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henreyettah · 11 months
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Agatha (and Simon, and Basilton, and Penelope)
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velvetcloak · 10 days
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aerith's dress moschino | spring 2021
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bruhlpng · 1 year
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joel miller + details
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ninjadeathblade · 10 months
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I'll never not be sad when I remember that both times he died (03 and Brotherhood) was while doing a vaguely selfless act.
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cinamun · 11 days
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I absolutely LOVED playing my OGs litchrally all fucking day! Y'all don't know how hard it was to move beyond just exclusively their household. I love me some HoJay and Dira and DJ but NOTHING gives me more joy in this stupid ass game (affectionate) than Indya and Darren!!
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julziearts · 1 year
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"OPTIMUS WILL NEVER BE BALLIN" OPTIMUS:
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wwcross · 20 days
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While Danny was flying through the street freely on Saturday night, A brown haired boy who shouldn't be up this late approached him with an envelope. Than, he begged Danny to give this to his former teacher, Mrs. Mayberry. It's from him and all of his class.
Danny hesitated but nod his head. So he went to the far frozen with the envelope and used infi-map.
What he didn't know was that he would fall into the room filled with rubber ducks. ...and a guy with white suit looking down at him holding a rubber duck.
"...You don't happen to be Mrs. Mayberry. right?"
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
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