#I ALSO FORGOT JOHN WAYNE IS THERE????

[adamshallperish]

forgot how much the ldr tropico short film drops the ball at the end. like the first two thirds are so essentially Lana in all her weird americana obsessed, melancholy horny, and abjectly problematic glory. and then the entire last act is filmed like a subpar perfume commercial.

[psychokatrixxxy]

Prompt: Batman forgets he's Batman.

The JL and JL:D are taking down some big bad magic user. Batman gets hit with a spell that makes him forget that's he's Batman, consequently, he also forgets about everything that has to do with being Batman.

The magic user is quickly taken down by the combined power of the JL/JL:D, but strangely, Batman is not there. Concerned for his friend and comrade, Superman listens for Batman's heartbeat, having lost track of it when he himself was hit with a blast of offensive magic.

As soon as Superman picks up on his friends heartbeat, he knows something is wrong. The usual steady beat is doubled. A sense of panic overcomes the Kryptonian, something is very wrong.

Wonder Woman had also noticed their comrade's absence. She locks eyes with Superman. "Go, Kal-el. I will ensure everything is handled here," Diana says softly, quiet enough for only Superman, or anyone else with super hearing, to hear.

With a nod, Superman flies in the direction of Batman's heartbeat.

It doesn't take long to spot the vigilante. He doesn't appear injured, there is no reason his heartrate should be as it is.

"Batman, are you alright?"

Batman whips around, the lenses of his cowl wide as Superman descends, landing beside him. "You seem a little off balance."

That is an understatement, but Ma taught him manners, plus, B isn't exactly the type to admit to injury, even if you ask him out right.

After a minute without a response, he tries again. "Batman?"

Batman blink, the visible portion of his face expressive in a way that feels off.

"Are you talking to me?" Batman's voice is confused and slightly irritated. "Because I would prefer if you don't call me a bat-man, my name is Bruce."

Superman blinks.

Batman blinks.

~~~~~~~~

After successfully convincing Batman, or rather a very confused Bruce, to go to the Watchtower with Superman. (It involved a phone call to a man called Agent A, who explained that Superman is trustworthy.) He is taken to the infirmary to treat his injuries and check for a head injury. The checkup was performed by Agent A, who apparently had authorized access to the Watchtower via Zeta.

Once it was determined that nothing was physically wrong with Batman, Zatanna and Constantine took a go at it.

The cause of Batman's memory loss was determined to be a spell, Zatanna and Constantine explain that they will need more time to find out a way to undo the spell or if it will go away with time.

With that, Agent A takes Bruce home to heal somewhere he will feel more comfortable, Wayne Manor. Only to be met with the realization that Bruce forgot everything to do with being Batman.

Including his children.

[orionlancasterr]

This is so funny they made a John Wayne ghoul

[thespamman24]

What your favorite jazzer says about you!

Louis Armstrong- You don’t know why I’ve just broken into your house and asked you at gunpoint what your favorite jazz artist is, as you don’t listen to much jazz.

Miles Davis- You’re basic.

Bill Evans- You’re racist.

Chett Baker- You want to have sex with Chett Baker. 

Sun Ra- As a kindergartner, you were reprimanded for eating paper, an event that has haunted you for life. A career as a very unique artist awaits you. Also, you can name every species of preying mantis, all 51 of them. 

Pharaoh Sanders- You don’t know shit about preying mantises. 

Alice Coltrane- You’ve been trying to find Satchinada for the last 20 years, but it continues to allude you.

Phelonois Monk- Your favorite kind of sandwich is peanut butter and jelly.

Peter Brotzmann- You didn’t stop eating paper at kindergarten. In fact, as you read this, you’re currently eating the stuff. You do you, I guess.

João Gilberto- You constantly carry around a fanny pack full of important provisions such as trail mix. You’re disappointed that no one wants to use your Netflix password.

Wayne Shorter- Everyone laughs at your pointy shoes. “What are you some kind of elf?” they ask. Then, you kick them. They aren’t laughing after that.

Duke Ellington- A prestigious career of drawing of drawing furry smut awaits you. I salute you. 

Ryo Fukuri- You keep a shotgun beneath your bed in case someone with tattoos comes too close to your front lawn.

Max Roach- You’re wondering if I may have switched those last two. No, I did not. Shut up. 

Charles Mingus- You wear a bald cap wherever you go because it increases the chances of being slapped on the head- the most enjoyable aspect of living.

John Coltrane- You’ve been kicked out of eighteen Whole Foods stores, and you plan to make that number in the triple digits before you depart this green earth. Nothing brings you more satisfaction than opening the nut dispensers and watching the waterfall of cashews descend onto the ground.

Art Blakey- Fuck if I know. 

[couldeatthatgirlforlunch]

A Day in Life

Synopsis: A day in your life while working as the Justice League's assistant. Also, they are all yanderes for you and it's Valentine's Day.

Pairing: Yandere!Justice League X Assistant!Gn!Reader

Tw: 18+ just because of a mention of Superman misusing his X-Ray vision and the mention of hooking up, aside from that, this is pretty SFW; Flash and Green Lantern are a little delusional; Hal Jordan is pushy; Batman is probably a little out of character (and I’m ashamed to keep it that way) bc I can't see him giving anyone flowers as Batman, just as Bruce Wayne; Mentions of them all secretly stalking you; This League members are Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, Flash (Barry Allen), Green Lantern (Hal Jordan; John Stewart is mentioned), Aquaman and Martian Manhunter; I wrote too little about Martian Manhunter, Aquaman here because I don't know much about them; Wish I had more ideas for Wonder Woman’s interaction here too cause I love her; My crush on Hal is very obvious; Reader doesn't struggle much against them but they're also pretty tame; The physics in flying and running at super speed might be wrong but this is comic book science so it's wrong either way; English is not my first language.

Word count: 1,6k

Requested? No.

General masterlist | A Day in Life - Series masterlist

The zeta tube flashes and the AI voice announces the arrival of Flash. Your heart goes fast.

— Hey, (Y/N)! — In a flash, he's in front of you. — Happy Valentine's Day! — You tear your eyes off of your schedule on your tablet and see him holding a rose towards you.

— Oh, hey, Flash… — You reply a little tense. — Thank you… You didn't need to. — You hesitantly take the rose from him and whilst your attention is on staring at the flower and holding back a grimace, you miss the glint in his blue eyes. His blush is covered by his mask. His mind seeks for something to say before you decide to break the momentary silence. — You're really sweet, it's great to have a friend like you! — You make sure to exclain, the tone a notch higher, trying to make your point come across. Flash’s face falls.

— Uh- I- Actually- — His speech gets cut off by the zeta announcing Superman. Before you can have a heart attack, the boy scout also zooms in front of you, this time your hair blows back with the wind. He must've come flying.

— (Y/N)’s heart is pounding, what are you doing, Flash? — Superman alternates between looking at your face worriedly, then your chest, then glaring at the speedster by his side.

— What? Nothing! — Flash looks wide-eyed at Superman. Then his mind clicks and he looks at you again. — Wait, what? Your heart is pounding? Is it… Is it because of me?! — You see the dazed look on his face coming to the surface again. Oh boy.

You casually make the effort to take a breath you didn't know you were holding and make your heart go down. You hate when Super uses his X-Ray vision on you. You can never be sure when he is doing it, but why else would he analytically stare specifically at your body when he is worried about you? Also, that time when you commented with Sarah from the kitchen’s crew that you forgot to do your laundry and went to the Watchtower without underwear. Seconds later, Superman appeared in the doorway, looking startled and flustered, ears red. Although he pretended to have just arrived at the tower and you and your friend chose to ignore your embarrassment that your boss with superhearing might have chose that exact moment to focus his hearing on only the places around him, including your too intimate conversation, you still caught him red handed sneaking glances specifically at your hips, and he hurriedly exited the room after that. At the time, you had just recently started the job as the Justice League’s assistant. After that you were a lot more aware.

After a while you realized you had a reason to be.

Superman was glaring at the rose in your hand and Flash was daydreaming while looking at your face when the zeta flashed again and you snapped out of it fast enough that by the time you started talking, your mind didn't pay attention to who had just arrived.

— Hm, no. It's just you fast people are always catching me off guard. — Flash deflates and- Is he pouting? Bro. Superman lights up and looks at you again.

— Oh, sorry, (N/N), we always forget about that. — The alien chuckles while rubbing the back of his head.

— Superman. Flash. — You and Flash jump, but Superman, not surprisingly, doesn't react and just follows you three and looks behind the two heros in front of you to the one with the gruff voice that just arrived.

Flash groans and Superman just rolls his eyes, you can see that while trying to peak past the men’s towering frames blocking you. You don't have to guess much though, because they make space for the newcomer and you suppress a tired sigh at seeing Batman making his way to you with a gigantic arrangement of flowers that covers his entire torso, arms and head, only his bat-ears, legs and cape being visible.

— (Y/N). Those are for you. — Color me shocked. Before you can try to start thinking about how you are gonna take this absurdity anywhere, vengeance speaks. — I'm gonna leave it at your desk.

— Hmhmm. Thank you, Batman. — You refused to watch his retreating form and let any member of your yandere harem think you actually have an interest in any of them and look down at your tablet again. The action makes you remember the rose you're still holding and you hurriedly walk away from the two nutcases stuck glaring at the third and go to his side. — Actually, take this with you. — You stick the rose amongst the rest of the flowers and before any of them can say anything else, you get out of the room.

You take a deep breath. Since the League’s weird obsession started seemingly around a year ago, you had a whole crisis over it. The pay was good, and it increased even more when they took this insane liking to you, so it's not like you could just quit like it was nothing. Besides, it's the Justice League, you could run from the fucking planet and they would still find you. It's easier to adapt.

You go on with your routine for a few minutes until you bump into a neon green brick wall. Scratch that, it's just Green Lantern’s chest.

— Hey, cutie, I was looking for you. — Your eyes widen when the space cop suddenly holds you by the shoulders, pushes you against a wall, then lets you go just to keep his two muscular arms on each side of you, trapping you and keeping you close to his frame. Ugh, the Lantern with brown hair has always been the more touchy one. You miss the one with dark skin and common sense.

— Need me for something? — You hold a groan with the limitless possibilities of how he could use that sentence to be crude, but you just wanted to get rid of him. He smirks.

— I was wondering if you were free today and would like to go on a date with me later… — He knew you were free. You knew he knew you were free. Every time you have a date (and you never told them) the League seems to get more on edge and suddenly your workload increases. Tsk, you hate them. Unfortunately, you love nice things even more.

You raise an eyebrow.

— I don't even know your name. — You point out, maybe that would make him give up, but he just shrugged.

— I could tell you, trust is a fundamental part in any relationship.

— Is a date a relationship? Also I don't think Batman would like that. — Any of that. He cocks his head to the side and his beautiful hair moves down.

— Cutie, you don't have to worry about Spooky. And I don't want to just hook up with you, you know that. Now just stop playing hard to get and-

A golden light catches your attention, it could be a miracle, but it's just Wonder Woman's lasso wrapping around the lantern's neck and pulling him away from you. Unfortunately, she tied a it in a way that the action wouldn't strangle him or break his neck.

— Ugh, men really have no boundaries. — The amazon rolls her lasso back and takes a step towards you, keeping said man sulking behind her while analyzing you. — Forgive my friend, (Y/N). He grew up in a barn. — The stunning demigoddess smiles at you.

Ugh, if she wasn't just as crazy as the rest of them you would happily swoon over her.

— Right. Well, I have to go. — You turn your back to them and take fast but casual steps away from them and the empty hallway. It never fails to scare the shit out of you and give you goosebumps whenever one of them catches you alone in one of those, and the competition between them for your heart somehow makes you confident enough that if there are at least two of them, no harm will come to you.

You clear your throat. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts. The martian should’ve arrived by now and you don't doubt he reads your mind 24/7 when he’s close enough.

You’re about to turn a corridor when you spot Aquaman poking his head in a room, looking for something, it's probably you, only his body is visible and he can't see you.

You hold a groan and run as quietly as possible away from him without him noticing, remembering the time he ranted to you about seahorses being the most romantic fish species, with monogamous mate bonds for lifetime, and all the times he promised to show you Atlantis one day and make you rule his people by his side.

A few minutes later when you look at the clock, you know by that time they're all already in their meeting and not wandering around, desperate for a crumb of your attention. To confirm that, you open the camera’s feed that not many had access to and idly check their presence in the meeting room. Your stomach churns seeing your figure in one of their monitors, the others displaying normal missions info. Of course they would follow you around through the cameras, because that's just as important as discussing wars and crisis in Earth countries and other planets.

You passively shut the screen when you finally get to your office, in which you avoid staying until you absolutely have to, or the coast is clear enough to, otherwise it's the most obvious place for them to force an interaction with you.

You look up and your shoulders drop in defeat at the sign of too many flowers, gifts and letters from each member of the League.

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@wandalfnation

[arty-shadow-morningstar]

Cursed idea I had in the shower.

Bruce gets hit with a sleeping beauty type of curse.

You know. Be asleep in a deathlike state and only be awoken by a true love kiss.

(Let's assume Zatanna can't do shit for that type of old magic used and that was the only cure)

But the question is who is Batman's true love?

Catwoman is first candidate. He was going to marry her once. It didn't work.

Then, Damian asked his mom. Talia Al Ghul. The woman Bruce did marry and even had a kid with. Nope.

So kids are starting to panic.

They have to find that one special someone Bruce loves but he's Batman.

He doesn't talk about his feelings ever and making him do it is like pulling out teeth.

So they starts calling people they thought Bruce had good chemistry with.

Wonder Woman raised an eyebrow at the batkids' request but does it anyway. Didn't work.

Zatanna also reacted the same way.

Leslie Thompkins does it after some badgering.

Both Harley and Ivy does it to humor them.

Then, someone (Tim) finds Bruce's diary from where he was a teenager.

In it, Bruce talks about his crush on this boy, comparing him to the sun. Took a while for Tim to come to the horrifying realization that Bruce was talking about Harvey Dent aka Two Face.

They somehow managed to get Harvey to kiss Bruce. It still didn't work. But the kids are kinda traumatized by how close they were to having Two Face as a stepdad.

Then, they realised that they were only focusing on Bruce's female romantic interests so they decided to get everyone Bruce ever had chemistry with.

Clark had to awkwardly do it in front of his wife when he just came over to the Batcave check in on his best friend.

Lois gave Bruce a quick peck on the lips, just to make things somewhat even. (There was an inaudible sigh of relief when Bruce didn't wake up)

"That is the closest to a threesome with Bruce Wayne I will ever get." Lois joked, making Clark choke.

Oliver Queen went to wash his mouth right after giving the kiss. Dinah made a show of it to make Oliver jealous. The two of them took off immediately afterwards.

Hal Jordan was ready to run as soon as he did the deed.

Barry politely declined and the kids didn't push him. Because it is obvious that he and Bruce just hold respect towards each other. Same with Martian Manhunter and Aquaman.

John Constantine laughed in their faces when he heard their request. Once he realised they weren't joking, he still did it anyways and afterwards dropped an innuendo that implied that he had kissed Batman before and maybe something even more. Stole another kiss and promptly got out of Gotham before Damian had time to grab his sword.

They got the Riddler who was confused (or riddled, excuse my terrible pun) the entire time because minding his own business, got kidnapped by the Bat brats in daylight, found himself in the infamous Batcave and told to kiss Batman. He quickly did what he was told and then asked to be taken back right away so he can forgot what just happened.

The Bats voted on whether they should get Joker before they all unanimously agreed to never bring that idea again.

So the Batkids tried everything to find Batman's / Bruce's true love.

But guess what woke him up in the end? The answer was them all along. (Not Batcest. Batcest shippers DNI.)

You know that scene in Maleficent where she kisses Aurora on the forehead and she wakes up. Exactly like that.

The kids having done everything they could. Have to come to the conclusion that Bruce was as good as dead. One of the boys, maybe Dick or Jason, says goodbye and one of the others give Bruce a kiss on the forehead.

Cass started it and Dick does it too. Damian in a moment of weakness, does the same. One by one, the kids kissed Bruce of the forehead as a sign of goodbye. (You know Steph and Jason does it out of sibling peer pressure.) They all gathered to say, "Bruce, we love you."

Then, the motherfucker had the nerve to finally open his eyes in that moment to see his kids crying around him.

Bruce loves his kids. ❤️

[cardcaptorsakura96]

We're All In This Together-Chapter 6

Fandom: Supergirl, Batman, Superman, The Flash

Characters: Kara Danvers, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Barry Allen, Barbara Gordon, Leonard Snart, Mxyzptlk, John Stewart, Lois Lane, Jimmy Olsen

Summary: Kara, Clark, and Barry are taken off guard by a request by the imp Mxyzptlk: watch over and protect the children of their alternate selves from a different Earth. Will our heroes rise to the occasion?

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

It took four minutes for Clark to get from Metropolis to Gotham. Considering how early it was, he landed at the front door instead of going through the cave. He knocked at the door and waited several minutes until Alfred answered. 

Alfred smiled and said, “Master Clark. It is nice to see you this morning. Will you be joining us for breakfast?”

Clark chuckled and said, “I have already had breakfast this morning but thanks for asking. I just came by to ask Bruce something is all.”

Alfred hurriedly ushered Clark in and said, “He is eating with the kids in the dining room.”

Clark rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and said, “I can wait in the foyer until they are finished eating.”

Alfred scoffed and said, “You will do no such thing. There is plenty of room at the table. We also have more than enough to eat. I know you have already eaten, but I do have some of that raspberry lemonade and strawberry muffins that you like.”

Clark smiled. The raspberry lemonade and the muffins were some of Clark’s favorite treats. 

Clark chuckled and said, “I guess I could have one muffin.”

Alfred smiled and said, “Perfect!”

He ushered Clark to follow them to the dining room. As he edged toward the dining room, his super hearing picked up part of the conversation being held. 

Tim sighed and said, “Are you sure you don’t have any business at WE this morning?”

Bruce sighed and said, “For the last time, I have today off.”

“Then why would anyone come this early in the morning unannounced?” asked Tim. 

Clark winced at that. It was 7:00 am. He had debated whether it was too early to come or not.

Maybe, I should have waited an hour.

Dick sighed and said, “It is probably someone from the League wanting him to look into something.

“Crisis event?” asked Cassandra. 

Damian scoffed and said, “If it is the League, I want to come instead of going to the idiotic event planned for today.”

Tim asked sarcastically, “You mean the county fair?”

Damian scoffed and said, “Of course, I mean the fair. Why would I want to play second-rate games and watch people stuff themselves with unhealthy food.”

Dick chuckled and said, “You know there is more to it than that.”

Jason snickered and said, “Don’t even bother, Dickiebird. Demon brat wouldn’t know fun if it bit him in the ass.”

Damian growled and said, “Take that back Todd!”

Bruce sighed and said, “Jason don’t mock your brother, and Damian, for the love of God, put down the knife. You can’t attack everyone that vexes you.”

Damian muttered and said, “But he started it.”

Jason laughed and said, “Old man, just admit you forgot your promise to take us to the fair. I won’t get mad about coming here this early. Alfie’s breakfasts are definitely worth all the trouble.”

Bruce sighed and said, “Why do you guys have that much little faith in me? I told you multiple times that I took today off  from WE and told the League not to contact me unless there is the end of the world scenario happening.”

Alfred smirked and said, “I always enjoy your visits, Master Clark. They make things so much livelier around here.”

Clark laughed nervously to himself. He wasn’t sure if Alfred was being genuine about that or sarcastic. Clark shook his head. 

Probably sarcastic. 

As Clark entered the dining room, Cassandra saw him first and smiled. 

Cassandra pointed and said, “It’s Clark.”

All eyes suddenly zoomed in on Clark. Dick, Jason, and Tim had smirks on their faces. Damian was scowling. However, that wasn’t anything new. He would be surprised to see a smile on that kid’s face. He looked over at Bruce and nearly melted. He looked so handsome in his red sweater and brown slacks. Bruce was staring at Clark with a soft smile. It wasn’t that often that Bruce smiled and Clark always appreciated whenever he got to see one in person. 

Dick chuckled and said, “I told you it was League business. What is it this time? Is it another invasion or did the supervillains team up again?”

Jason sighed and said, “I hope not. That last crisis we had was a pain in the butt.”

Clark chuckled and as he went and took a seat by Dick and said, “It is nothing like that. I just had something I wanted to discuss with Bruce is all.”

Bruce raised an eyebrow as Alfred placed strawberry muffins and lemonade in front of Clark.

Clark smiled and said, “Thank you, Alfred.”

Alfred smiled and said, “No problem, Master Clark.”

Bruce looked at Clark intently and asked, “Did you want to go down to the cave to talk?”

Clark chuckled sheepishly and said, “It is nothing serious like that. I just have some news to share is all.”

Bruce looked at him curiously and asked, “Oh, what is it?”

Clark coughed while rubbing the back of his neck and said, “I have a child now.”

Everyone went silent. Clark felt like he could hear a pin drop. When he looked back up, he noticed that everyone was looking at him with curiosity.

Before Clark said anything, Bruce smirked and said, “I have two questions for you.”

Clark looked at him surprised and said, “Um, yeah sure.”

“Does this have anything to do with Mxy and does Barry have Kara have children too?”

Clark narrowed his eyes and asked, “You knew, didn’t you? You didn’t bug my apartment again?”

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[blondedmuse]

JUST FOR TONIGHT

bradley “rooster” bradshaw x reader

synopsis. ꩜ you learn how bradley truly feels about you.

author's note. ∿ wow look whose writing again! this also has no editing because i’m so tired and wrote this in 30 minutes

word count. ⨾ idk a lot

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It’s the middle of a the night and you found yourself wide awake and held tightly in strong arms. You should be tired and you should be asleep but the heartbeat of the man behind you has kept you wide awake.

He’d ended up in your bed more often than not in the past few months and you in his. It’s a game you didn’t know you were playing, tip-toeing around each other to see who would fold first.

It was usually you, and you’d take him home with no regrets that night but then once he was gone by morning there was always a sour taste left in your mouth.

It lingered because you were yearning for something more—something you weren’t sure Bradley wanted. While he took you out from time to time, you continued to tell yourself you were just friends; with benefits of course.

There were lines that you established neither of you were meant to cross, yet it’s as if those boundaries were made to be broken.

So now you lay wide awake contemplating where you stand and what this means for the both of you. You tilt you head so you can see Bradley and you don’t think the thoughts of your present have ever once occurred to him. Maybe they have but it’s not worth the headache, especially at four in the morning.

So carefully, you slip from the hold of his arms and off the bed and head to the living room, taking your acoustic guitar with you. You settle on your couch with the hopes that music will serve as a sufficient distraction and your fingers drift to the chords of I Love You So by The Walters.

The song is quiet enough to keep him from his wake and you sing the words just above a whisper. Halfway through the song you almost forgot Bradley was in your bedroom—almost.

The truth is the moment you’d left the room and your side of the bed was cold, he woke up. He’d slowly been growing accustomed to your body in his arms as he fell asleep, which he damned himself for because it was never meant to happen. It was never meant to happen because why would you feel that same? You were just friends, right?

Still he woke up looking around the room for your figure and as soon as he heard a voice he realized maybe he didn’t have to search far. It wasn’t long before he noticed you were singing, to which he then realized he’d never heard before. He’d always wanted to ask you to play something for him, to hear your voice to the tune of one of your favorite songs and now he had the chance.

He walked downstairs as quietly as he could which proved itself to be not quiet enough as you turned around to see him standing at the bottom of your stairs.

“I’m sorry, did I wake you?” You asked.

He nodded. “Yeah, but I don’t mind.” he sighed before thinking of the right words to say.

“I’d like it if you kept going.”

You hesitated before nodding to the spot next to you on the couch. “Don’t you have training tomorrow? I just- I think you should get some sleep. Proper sleep.”

“I’ll be fine. I’d rather you sing me to sleep anyways,” He told you, shifting his position so that he was lying down.

“Please?” He asked and how could you say no?

“Alright,” You agreed and your fingers started once again. Going for something slower, you started playing John Wayne by Cigarettes After Sex, singing along like you had done earlier.

Once you finished the song you were sure he was out like a light with his eyes closed and breathing slowed, and you were stuck in this awkward position once again. Before you could get up however, the sound of his voice left you frozen.

“I hope you know I love your voice. Love it almost just as much as I love you,” He rasped.

Your brows cinched together and you heart stopped momentarily. Did Bradley just say he loves you? You looked to him again to see his eyes flutter open, searching your face for any kind of reaction.

“You don’t have to say anything Y/N, I just wanted to tell you. But if anything, I do want you to stay with me. Just for tonight?”

You obliged, setting your guitar down on the coffee table in front of you and lying down next to Bradley, allowing him to hold your once again and you allowed his warmth to consume you like a love.

You knew you would talk about this tomorrow morning, but for now you could only hope it wasn’t just for tonight.

[sunnyhoneyshimmermagic]

here it is, everyone! the official (and not without mistakes but fuck it this is the best anyone will ever get) appearance tracker of EVERY BIG NATE CHARACTER (that matters at least a little bit, also I forgot Rusty sienna r.i.p)

THE TOP 10:

Nate: 11,106

2. Francis: 4,166

3. Teddy: 2,936

4. Marty: 1,541

5. Mrs. Godfrey: 890

6. Chad: 691

7. Ellen: 583

8. Mr. Rosa: 537

9. Gina: 506

10. Jenny: 427

Rounding out the top 20:

11. Dee Dee: 358

12. Artur: 343

13. Coach Calhoon: 339

14. Spitsy: 304

15. Principal Nichols: 255

16. School Picture Guy: 219

17. Sheila: 202

18. Coach John: 164

19. Gramps/Vern: 163

20. Mr. Glavin: 152

MORE THAN A 100 APPEARANCES:

21. Dr. Cesspool: 150

22. Gordie: 147

23. Ms. Clarke: 145

24. Czerwicki: 139

25. Kim: 119

26. Biff: 116

27. Gram/Marge: 107

STILL PRETTY MAJOR:

28. Chip: 99

29. Chester: 97

30. Mrs. Shipulski: 95

31. Peter: 92

32. Pickles: 91

33. Randy: 81

GETTING THERE:

34. Nate drawing of Mrs. Godfrey where she doesn’t appear: 74

35. Nurse Maureen Biology: 72

36. Angie: 71

37. Trudy: 67

38. Dan Cupid: 65

39. Uncle Ted: 64

40. Mr. Staples: 62

40. Daphne: 62

42. Nate drawing of Ellen where she doesn’t appear: 61

43. Mr. Eustis: 60

44. Bob Snuggles: 51

44. Kelly: 51 

46. Sherman: 50

47. Moe Mentum: 46

48. Marcus: 42

49. Miranda: 41

YEAH THESE ARE GETTING OBSCURE NOW:

50. Kenny Smithson: 39

50. Timmy Snuggles: 39

52. Nate drawing of Marty where he doesn’t appear: 38

53. Honey Snuggles: 35

54. Punkin Snuggles: 34

55. J.B.: 33

56. Nate drawing of Francis where he doesn’t appear: 27

57. Superdad: 24

58. Derek Nack: 20

59. Daisy: 19

59. Warren Fuzzy: 19

61. Mrs. Bigbee: 18

61. Nate drawing of Teddy where he doesn’t appear: 18

63. Slim Stubby: 15

63. Nate drawing of Jenny where she doesn’t appear: 15

65. Nate drawing of Kenny Smithson where he doesn’t appear: 14

65. Wayne: 14

65. Whitey: 14

68. The Brain (Chess Camp): 13

68. Lila: 13

68. Nate drawing of Mr. Rosa where he doesn’t appear: 13

71. Action Cat: 12

72. Audrey the Lifeguard: 11

72. Nate drawing of Mr. Galvin where he doesn’t appear: 11

72. Hickson: 11

72. Craig (incel): 11

76. Paige: 10

76. Nate drawing of Mr. Staples where he doesn’t appear: 10

76. Nigel (doppleganger): 10

THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL:

79. Ronnie (Jenny’s Boyfriend): 9

80. Nate drawing of Gordie where he doesn’t appear: 8

80. Wink Summers: 8

80. Nate drawing of Nate where he doesn’t appear: 8

83. Kit: 7

83. Kaboodle: 7

83. Stan Cupid: 7

83. Emmit the Custodian: 7

87. Marla the Mailwoman: 6

88. Claire Voyant: 5

88. Fluffy Snuggles: 5

88. Nate drawing of Coach Calhoon where she doesn’t appear: 5

88. Nate Drawing of Ms. Clarke where he doesn’t appear: 5

92. Moe Mentum’s Agent: 4

92. Greg Proxmire: 4

92. Leo Tard: 4

92. She-Pulski: 4

92. Nate drawing of Principal Nichols where he doesn’t appear: 4

97. Jenny’s Dad: 3

97. Celine Paycheck: 3

97. Math Man: 3

97. Half-Pint: 3

97. Mrs. Holloway: 3

97. Stan Pokecheck: 3

97. Deke Boarding: 3

104. Nate drawing of Sheila where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. April Showers: 2

104. Mega Teen: 2

104. Ms. Brindle: 2

104. Nate drawing of La Chance where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Nate drawing of Gina where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Nate drawing of Pickles where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Daphne’s mom: 2

112. Jenny’s Mom: 1

112. Nate drawing of ronnie where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Ms. Brindle where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Aldrige where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Wink Summers where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Mrs. Williger: 1

112. Nate drawing of Uncle Ted where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Spitsy where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Ultra Nate: 1

112. Algebro: 1

112. Nate drawing of Artur where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Chester where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Mr. Holloway: 1

112. Nate drawing of Randy where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Kim where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Dee Dee where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Daphne where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Chad where he doesn’t appear: 1

Questions and replies are more than welcome! This list will update every Sunday when an arc is "over"!

[jerrylewis-thekid]

Barbara Sinatra: “One of the best things about my husband was: if something went wrong in your life, boom, he was there. And if you had him on your side, it was like having an army at your disposal. Furthermore, he was on your side if you were right or wrong, and that is something very special in a friend; you don't find that so often.

Gregory Peck and Frank had always been close, and Frank called him Ahab after his character in Moby Dick. When Greg's son Jonathan died, in 1975, Frank was one of the first at his side. He did the same for Dean Martin twelve years later when his son Dino was killed in a plane crash. When Sammy Davis, Jr. lost an eye in a car accident; Frank went to see Sammy in the hospital and then brought him back to Palm Springs to recuperate. Sammy loved Frank, so even though he was depressed, just being with his hero helped get him through that terrible time.

Frank took friendship and loyalty very seriously and believed that true friendship could only be tested in times of need. People just had to get word to him and he'd drop what he was doing and go spend time with them. He'd travel long distances to brighten someone's day, and I went with him to numerous hospitals and homes for retired singers and actors to cheer up old friends. He took me to see Gene Kelly in Santa Monica when he was first sick and to the bedside of John Wayne when he was dying. ‘The Duke’ and Frank had been friends for years and were as close as brothers, even though they were diametrically opposed politically and kidded each other constantly about it.

Frank and Gene Kelly had been in several films together, and for Anchors Aweigh Gene taught Frank how to dance outside studio hours. Frank called Gene ‘the Irish taskmaster’ but he never forgot that kindness. Thanks to Gene, Frank could really move. He could even jump up in the air and click his heels together, and he loved to do that. He was also a terrific ballroom dancer, which was terribly romantic.

As Burt Lancaster once said, ‘If you say to Frank “I'm having a problem,” then it becomes his problem.’ Frank really had a calling for that

[carco5a]

hai. top 5 westerns 🤠?

oh i forgot i had these to answer from last night!!! ok so according to my letterboxd my top 5 goes something like this based on my actual ratings

1. the big gundown (1967) (more people should see the big gundown kiss kiss the big gundown i love you)

2. for a few dollars more (1965) (my favorite dollars trilogy entry)

3. the good the bad and the ugly (1968)

4. butch cassidy and the sundance kid (1969)

5. a tie between tombstone (1993) and unforgiven (1992)

SPECIAL MENTIONS: sabata (1969) which is not ��good” but is delightful and has a guy with a banjo that’s also a gun; true grit (2010) which i dont have logged in my letterboxd but was the first western i watched as an adult; and death rides a horse (1967) because lee van cleef looks so much like a long lost uncle of mine in this one i got scared and had a dark night of the soul about the future of my own testosterone hairline. i am now much more self actualized about my hairline because of this movie thank you lee van cleef.

the man who shot liberty valance (1962) i also gave 4.5 stars to on letterboxd but because i find john wayne just kind of personally repulsive it will never rank in my top 5 even if i know its Good.

[random-of-random]

Can I Save You?

Chapter 5: A Chance

Author’s Note: Here is is, the last chapter. Also, I know the image isn’t strictly Bane, but… can you blame me?

“I’ve been looking for you.” His voice was different than it used to be, colder maybe. Immediately her gun was out and aimed at him. “You don’t want to do that.” He took a step forward.

“Stop. Don’t take another step.”

“Tricia...” His voice softened. “I thought you were dead.” Bane’s hands were at his sides and she couldn’t make out a gun anywhere on his person.

“I came to the prison. I came to get you.”

“I know. A friend told me.” He said carefully.

“I was attacked and left to die, but I didn’t.”

“I was told you were attacked and killed.” He said honestly.

“You didn’t even try to find me?” She asked, her voice breaking.

“I saw a newspaper report about a British girl killed in the market place and people told me her body was dumped into a river.”

“I was in a German hospital after being pulled out of a sea, beaten.”

“Tricia...”

“Don’t call me that!” She shouted. “After everything you’ve done, you don’t get to call me that anymore.” His eyes faltered, but only for a second.

“You have to leave this city.” His voice was suddenly firm.

“Because it’s going to blow up?” She asked. “Because you are going to kill millions of innocent people?”

“I can’t stop it.”

“Who’s the trigger man?” She asked. “I know you didn’t lie. Who is it?”

"I never forgot about you." He took another step forward and she took a step back.

"Stop, please. Don't make me." Her hands were shaking, but she steadied them, a finger on the trigger.

"I fell for a girl. She saved me from the prison. She and her family. She's been with me ever since." He had moved a little more forward.

"A girl..." Her mind raced back.

"I think the better question would be, who are you trying to rescue?" The girls voice and face echoed in her mind.

"Miranda..." Patricia whispered and she saw Bane's eyes raise. "Miranda has the trigger."

“Who?”

“You never could lie to me.” Patricia commented. “So you fell for the girl who tried to have me killed?” His eyes flashed.

“You lie.”

“You know me better than anyone. Am I lying?” She asked and his eyes studied her. He almost seemed to be praying to find any hint of deception. “I have work to do.” She put her gun down and smiled.

"Thank you, Bane." She took off running and she couldn't hear his footsteps behind her. No one was following her, none of his men were chasing her. The question became: Did he want her to find out? Or, was it too late to stop them?

Patricia made her way towards where Blake asked her to meet him. A bright orange glow emanating from the bridge caught her attention. A bat symbol was burning brightly and a low roar of cheering was echoing among the tall buildings. She saw a massive amount of police and she allowed herself a small smile, at least one thing had gone right.

“Blake!” She called and the man turned around with a smile.

“Patricia the south tunnel is clear, I’m going to try to get people out across the bridge.”

“Where’s Miranda Tate?” Patricia asked desperately.

“Bane has her.” Patricia groaned. “Why?”

“She’s the trigger man.”

“No...” He laughed in disbelief. “No, that’s impossible. She’s been with Wayne Enterprises. She-”

“She knew how to arm the bomb. I saw Bane. He practically told me it was her.”

“He’s lying, Patricia.”

“He wasn’t, John.” Blake rubbed his forehead. “Where is she?”

“The courthouse, I think.” Blake was trying to concentrate as hard as he could. “That’s been his base. It’s been where he’s been watching the ‘trials’ from. She would be there.”

“Oh God. I have to go. Get out, Blake, as soon as you can, with as many people as you can.” Looking down at her watch, she knew she only had about an hour before the bomb was going off. Early morning had come. She joined the large number of cops headed into the heart of Gotham. As Blake has suspected, Bane’s soldiers were waiting outside the courthouse. She could see him standing on the steps, looking across all the police officers. A cannon on a camouflaged tank was pointed at the center of the men, all wearing their blues. It was about to fire when, out of nowhere, a machine came flying over head, destroying the tank. The men cheered, a leader also hidden behind a mask giving them hope. They charged, giving everything they had, all the anger they had saved down in those sewers, waiting for daylight. Waiting for a chance to get back at the people who thought they controlled Gotham. Patricia charged with them. Bullets rained into them and several people fell before Bane’s men ran to meet them. The sound of bodies being pushed together was like gravel. Everyone was fighting with everything they had. A man charged Patricia, and she recognized him. He was with Bane when she first saw him in the library. He raised a machine gun, but Patricia was faster. She parried his gun to the side with her left arm, getting as close as possible. The closer she got, the less likely he could raise his weapon again. Using her right hand she punched him across the jaw, stunning him. The gun was hanging around his right shoulder. She put her left hand on the top front of the barrel and her right hand on the back bottom, flipping the gun in the air she caught it, pointed at him and fired. He and two other of Bane’s men fell. She could see Bane at the front of the action, he was fighting Batman. They had moved from the bottom of the steps to the door of the courthouse door. Then, Patricia saw her. Miranda was staring out a window, watching Bane and Bruce intently. At that moment, the sound of concrete cracking brought her attention back to Bane. His mask was damaged and he was swinging wildly. She could see his eyes watering and she knew she had to get up there as quickly as possible. Getting just a few feet in the middle of the soldiers and police was exhausting. She looked at her watch for a moment, a little over 12 minutes. Screaming continued, and the police were slowly gaining the upper hand.

She had finally made her way to the foot of the steps and she turned for a moment to watch the scene behind her. A crowd of men fighting with everything they had caused horrific noises. One side fought for their city, the other for a strong leader. She pulled a soldier off of a cop wearing dress blues when the door burst open and Miranda came running out. She climbed into a tank and its guns pointed at the crowd. Patricia dove out of the way and watched the tank speed off. Frantically looking around she saw a motorcycle. It once belonged to a solider and Patricia knew she didn’t want her to get away. Internally she struggled - Stay and find Bane or catch Miranda. There was no sign of Batman so her choice was clear: She jumped on and took off after the tank. For it’s enormous size, it kept a high speed. She tried to pull up along side it several times, only for her to get cut off. After a few moments another bike was beside hers. This however, was much more technologically advanced. It was being driven by someone wearing, Patricia could only describe it as, latex paint. They eyed each other for a moment before turning their attention back to the tank in front of them.

Miranda had climbed out of the tank and into the truck which, Patricia guessed, was carrying the bomb. The first tank and another stayed behind the truck. The same flying machine Patricia saw earlier few over the tanks quickly blowing one up. She could see that it was the same man flying that Bane fought earlier, Batman. Her mind wandered to what had happened to Bane, but she had to concentrate. Three missiles were fired towards Batman and the machine twisted and turned avoiding the explosions and sending the missiles into buildings. With a last missile left he flew close to the ground, making the second tank take the brunt of a very powerful explosion, blowing it off course. He pulled in front of the truck and Patricia pulled up alongside it. She could see Miranda, a phone in her hand. The sound seemed to cease as Patricia jumped from the bike and grabbed a hold of the side of the truck. She opened the door and climbed in. Miranda’s eyes were wide. The driver was panicking.

“Shit!” Miranda shouted before putting the phone she was on down.

“Remember me?” Patricia asked. Her hand connected with Miranda’s jaw and a bruise started forming.

“You’re precious Dominic is dead, has been for years, and Bane is dying.”

“You never cared about him.” Patricia replied, disgusted. An explosion shook them. Batman was firing low level missiles at the truck, trying to make it turn.

“Stay straight!” Miranda screamed, but the drivers fear was too much for him. Patricia saw him slump over. She looked out the window and knew she only had a few seconds.

“You’ll never win.” Patricia jumped out of the passenger door and rolled. She came down hard on her shoulder and she felt it pop. The last image she had of the truck was it going over a barrier into a level below. She knew Miranda couldn’t have survived. Standing up she popped her shoulder back in and ran towards the abandoned motorcycle. She pulled it up and tried starting it, but she heard nothing.

“Please.” She said quietly before trying again to start it. Nothing. She looked up to see Batman flying back towards the bay, the bomb hanging off his machine by a steel tether. She watched him fly above a building and out of sight. If he didn’t hurry, they would all be gone. With one last try the bike sprung to life and she jumped on, moving as quickly as she could back to the courthouse. The steps were red, but most of the soldiers had been rounded up. She flung open the doors and Bane was laying across the room. He was slumped against a wall and she could see a blood trail from where he must have fallen.

“Bane.” She ran over and his eyes looked up at her but he seemed lost. He had a phone next to him.

“Miranda.” He called. No one replied.

“She’s dead, Bane.” Patricia said, hiding tears. “She’s dead. Gone. Never coming back.”

“What did you do?”

“She crashed the tank carrying the bomb.”

“She saved me from that prison.”

“Only because she tried to kill me!” Patricia was screaming.

“Why would you say something like that?” He asked, his voice weak.

“I was attacked in the market place. After seeing her. I told her I was looking for Dominic. She said she wasn’t going to let me get you. She snapped her fingers, guys surrounded me, and the next thing I knew I was being saved by Bruce Wayne from a sea.” Bane screamed and his arm covered his chest. Patricia pulled his arm away and all she could see was a bloody shirt and body armor. “I have to get this off.” He didn’t fight her. “What happened?”

“A shot from something. I don’t know what.” He answered. His breath was getting weak. “I swear, she told me you were dead. She showed me the news article. Tricia I would have never.”

“She lied to you.”

“She lied to me...” He repeated. For the first time she looked up at him, really looked at him. Those eyes, they weren’t Bane’s.

“Dominic...” Patricia said softly. “I’ve been looking for you for years.”

“I’m so sorry.” He replied. Tears were freely falling down his face. She finally got the shirt and armor off, remembering to leave his belt. What she saw almost made her sick. Layers of his skin were gone and he was losing a lot of blood. Patricia immediately took off her jacket and pressed it to him. Screaming was coming from outside, the words flooded through the open doors.

“Batman did it! He saved us. He gave his life to save us!” Everyone was cheering and crying. Patricia bowed her head.

“Why did you do this?” She asked.

“I was so lost when you were gone.” He started. “I-I didn’t know what I had to live for anymore. Talia and Raz taught me to have no emotion. To feel only anger, only hate. Without you, there was no reason to feel love anymore.”

“We need to get you help.” Patricia said, looking at his stomach.

“My punishment should be to die.” He said, pain in his voice.

“I’m not letting you die.” Patricia said stubbornly.

“Tricia...”

“Stop it, please. I am not letting you die. I let Dominic die once. I finally have him back and he’s not going anywhere.” They were silent for a moment. “You have to try to stand up. We have to get you out the back, get you some help.”

“Stop!” The man’s voice sounded angry and betrayed. “How can you help him?” John Blake had a gun pointed at Bane and his hands were shaking. “Don’t you remember what he did? Don’t you care?”

“John please listen to me.” Patricia stood up slowly, her hands raised. He took several steps forward quickly and Patricia moved herself in front of him. “If you shoot him, you have to shoot me.”

“He’s a terrorist. He killed a lot of people and-”

“I know, John.” Her voice was pleading. “I know you lost someone. I know how much it killed you inside. How angry you were. The pain of not being able to do something.” Patricia took a deep breath. “I lost my best friend when I was 17 years old. His name was Dominic. He was taken to pay a debt owed by his father. I met Dominic when I was 8 years old and I didn’t spend more than a few hours away from him.” John’s eyes lingered on Bane. “John.” She touched the side of his face softly and his eyes turned back to her. “I fell in love when I was eight and when Dominic needed me I left with him. He was being chased and we ran, we ran as far and as fast as we could, but they caught us. They took Dominic from me.”

“What does this have to do with any-”

“I found Dominic almost 10 years ago. He had been put in a prison. Only someone didn’t want me to find him. When I got close I was attacked, beaten, left for dead. Dominic was freed by the wrong people. They took the boy who saved me countless times, survived hell to find me, and they told him I was dead, murdered.” John’s eyes softened. “Raz Al Gul and Talia Al Gul took my everything and killed him, or tried to. They tried to take everything good and brought out something dark in him. They called it Bane.” John’s eyes looked rapidly from the man lying on the ground to the woman in front of him. A woman he had come to know and trust.

“He’s done awful things.”

“I know.” Patricia said. “But please, John, don’t take him away from me again. He’s harmless. He’s injured and he may be dying. I need your help.” John sighed and looked at her.

“Justice is corrupt in its best sense. I don’t trust him, but I trust you... There is a door in the back. I will get a car and you two will get far away from here, do you understand?” Patricia nodded. Blake left the courthouse shutting the door behind him.

“Come on, we have to go,” She pulled Bane to his feet and tried to help him out the back door. Just getting there left a trail of blood behind them. She pushed the door open and Blake was there. Against all of his better instincts he put his arm around Bane and helped him to a dark SUV.

“Police won’t be swarming the north tunnel yet.” He helped put Bane in the back seat before covering him with a large blanket before closing the door.

“Thank you, John.” Patricia said softly.

“You’ll repay me one day.” They hugged quickly and she walked around to the driver’s side, opening the door. “Patricia.”

“Yeah?”

“Please be careful.” Blake eyed the back seat and Patricia nodded. She drove as quickly as she could, dodging debris, and abandoned cars.

“Tricia...” She heard him call.

“Stay down, love. I’m going to get you some help.” Once out of the city she picked up her cell phone. It was working perfectly again. She placed a call.

“Agent Robertson. In need of medical personal, NQA.” She paused. “Wound to the abdomen, severe. Patient has older wounds, severe spine troubles. In need of anesthetic.” Another pause. “ETA, five minutes.” She hung up the phone. “Just stay with me, Dominic. Stay with me.”

“How did you do that?” He asked.

“Being on the better side of the law has its own perks.” She pulled into a hotel and immediately three men had Bane out of the SUV and into a hotel room. Patricia could have gone into another room, but she waited. They put him out and a doctor went to work stitching his stomach. It took over three hours.

“How is he?” Patricia asked nervously.

“He’s going to be fine.” The man said calmly. “I don’t know why you had us fix him up if the army is just going to torture him anyway.”

“We have to be kind to prisoners.” Patricia remarked.

“Before we break them?” The doctor asked with a laugh. “I ordered three cases of the anesthetic to be taken with him, wherever they take him, not that they’ll give it to him.”

“Thanks doc.” The doctor left the room and Bane opened his eyes. She knew he wasn’t sleeping.

“You had planned to turn me in.” He said, angry but with understanding. His mask was off.

“No.” She replied simply and he looked confused.

“If you don’t they’ll -”

“Track me down?” She finished his sentence. “I’ve been on the run before.”

“Tricia..”

“I promised I wasn’t going to leave you. I’m not. No matter what. Now we have supplies.” She remarked. He followed her gaze and saw 4 bags. 1 of clothes, 1 of medicine, and 2 full of money. She laid next to him and laid her arm across his chest. He immediately grabbed her arm and kissed her hand.

“Your skin is as soft as I remember.” He remarked. “Tricia if you do this you’re life will not be anywhere near what it was.”

“No it won’t, but I made a promise. Until I can get you out of this, I’m staying.”

“I meant what I said when those men took me.” His eyes were staring into hers. “I’m not letting anyone take me from you again.”

“Just rest. We have years.” She saw him smile. She knew it wasn’t Bane, Bane was gone. It was just Dominic. Just the same eyes and smile she had been in love with since she had first seen them. 

[fallingintolife]

Happy 44th Birthday Dean Winchester

Request: I got an idea for you. . . If you have the chance, can you tell me about Dean deciding to bake his own birthday pie because he thinks everyone forgot, but before he can get too far everyone his girl invited shows up for his surprise?

Summary: Today's Dean's birthday and you've planned a surprise party for him to show him how much you love him. Except…Dean thinks you forgot about it entirely. Which normally didn't matter but he has some feelings about it…

Pairing: Dean Winchester x reader

Warnings: None, fluff fluff fluff!

Word Count: 918

A/N: @kazsrm67 Thank you so much for giving me this prompt! I really enjoyed writing and I'm so happy that you gave it to me the day before Dean's birthday! Even though I didn't get to post it on his birthday I really enjoyed writing it. 😊 So happy 44th Dean!

"Yeah no I think that's perfect! Thanks Jody for all your help! Okay see you guys in ten minutes!" Joyful, yet quiet whispers filled the air as you and Jody went through the last minute things needed for Dean's birthday surprise in just a few hours. Dean never really celebrated his birthday. You and Sam's though, he would go all out to make sure you both knew how much you meant to him. Unfortunately the last few years that you had been in the picture there was always some new 'big bad' that you had all to deal with, so you and Sam weren't able to celebrate him the way you both wanted too.

You'd known the boys for the last three years but had only been dating Dean for the last two. You and Dean had clicked immediately. You liked the flirtatious banner you both would do back and forth and how he didn't underestimate your hunting abilities. Dean was the most selfless but also most self deprecating person you had met, which never made sense to you. How could he not understand his worth and how many people he continued to save by giving up his own life to hunt down monsters and demons so they couldn't destroy others?

Today though, you and Sam had planned a surprise party for Dean's birthday to show him, not only how important he was to not just you but so many others and how much you loved him. Sam had been able to keep me out of the Bunker for most of the day running errands.

Pulling out the freshly baked, homemade apple pie, you began to carefully poke the candles into it when you heard the boys' voices. Very quickly, you grabbed the pie and high tailed it out of the kitchen.

"Dude if I have to hear you talk about any more weird history facts I might strangle you." Dean threw his hand up at Sam, throwing the grocery bags on the counter. Sam put his hands up in surrender, also letting out a sigh of relief that you weren't in here. He had tried, really tried to keep Dean out of the Bunker but there was only so much he could do without seeming suspicious. Looking at the clock on the wall he knew everyone would be here any minute…

"Okay, okay I get it. You know, maybe we should go to the shooting range-" Dean threw his hands up in the air.

"Nope, no, not doing it. I'm gonna make me a pie and then sit in the Dean cave and watch me a western. If you want to go to the range that's fine, but I have a date with pie and John Wayne." Dean pulled out the frozen pie from the grocery bag.

"But-"

"You know what, where's Y/N? I haven't seen them all day. You should look for them." Dean, without skipping a beat, turned on the boombox with of course, a classic rock CD, that he kept in the kitchen for times like these, to drown out Sam and annoy him enough, causing him to leave. Like always, it worked like a charm. After a "Yeah real mature Dean.", Dean got to work on his frozen pie.

Dean was actually wondering what you had been up to all day. He was kind of surprised when he and Sam came back to not see the Bunker all decked out in 'Happy Birthday ' decorations. Neither you, nor Sam had really said much about his birthday, which wasn't a problem. Dean normally preferred it that way…but it was bothering him for some reason. Dean just shook his head. It didn't really matter. Just as he was about to pop the frozen pie into the oven he heard Jody.

"Now I know you are not about to make yourself a frozen pie after Y/N slaved all day over one just for your birthday Dean Winchester." Dean turned to see not just Jody, but Donna, Claire, Cas in tow all holding birthday presents. He just stared at them in confusion.

"Uh…surprise?" Laughing nervously you slowly walked into the kitchen with Dean's homemade apple birthday pie, forty-four lit birthday candles placed methodically on it. The grin that lit up Dean's face was the best present you could have asked for. You hadn't seen him smile like that in years. Before anyone could sing he blew out the candles, which of course earned him a smack on the arm from you. He quickly took the pie from your hands to cut, giving you one of the best kisses you had ever had, and pulled you into a hug when he whispered, "Thank you sweetheart." And then went to cut his pie.

Dean wasn't someone who showed a lot of emotion, he always insisted "no chick flick moments" but after Dean had given you that hug and pulled away you could have sworn you had seen him wipe a few tears from his eyes. You wouldn't call him out on it of course.

Afterwards, you all sat in the Dean Cave, (which was, indeed, decorated to the nines in 'Happy Birthday' decorations) and enjoyed your pie. Dean opened his presents after and that whole night that grin that you hadn't seen more than twice since you had known him, stayed on his face the entire night.

Dean Winchester felt like the luckiest man in the world. He had his family, his girl, and pie. Best birthday ever.

[wrestler-smash-or-pass]

Weekly Wrapup 4/7/24

This Week's Rankings:

Rhea Ripley (Papi Era) - 87.4% smash

Sami Zayn (NXT Era) - 80.3%

Edge & Christian - 78.4%

MK Ultra (Masha Slamovich & Killer Kelly) - 77.7%

Chuck Taylor, Trent Beretta, & Orange Cassidy - 75.9%

Alex Shelley - 75.8%

Indi Hartwell - 75.6%

Hirooki Goto - 68.0%

Fandango - 67.7%

Kyle O'Reilly (Revolution 2024) - 61.7%

Shayna Wayne - 56.6%

John Silver - 52.0%

FTR (Dax Harwood & Cash Wheeler) - 51.2%

Walter - 41.1%

Average smash rating this week: 67.8%

More stats under the cut, along with my observations, commentary, and some of my favorite tags...

Most total votes this week (most enthusiasm)

Kyle O'Reilly (Revolution 2024) - 428 votes

FTR - 416

Sami Zayn (NXT) - 400

Rhea Ripley (Papi) - 374

Chuck Taylor, Trent Beretta, & Orange Cassidy - 352

And least total votes this week (least enthusiasm)

Indi Hartwell - 180 votes

Fandango - 189

Walter - 214

Hirooki Goto - 222

Shayna Wayne - 244

The closest poll was FTR, who won 213-203

Top Ten Overall

Kris Statlander - 91% smash

Athena - 90.2% smash

Hikaru Shida - 89.7% smash

Utami Hayashishita - 88.9% smash

Minoru Suzuki (Young Variant) - 88.7% smash

Swerve Strickland - 88.3% smash

Toni Storm - 88.1% smash

Hiroshi Tanahashi - 87.7% smash

Rhea Ripley (Papi Era) - 87.4% smash

Hangman Adam Page - 86.4% smash

Top Tag Teams

Kabuki Warriors - 82.4% smash

The Golden Lovers - 80.4% smash

Edge & Christian - 78.4% smash

MK Ultra - 77.7% smash

Unholy Union - 74.3% smash

Rhea Ripley returns to the top 10 overall, this time in her Papi era. The tag teams of Edge & Christian and MK Ultra made it to the top tag team rankings.

All the way back in the first week of running this blog, I posted a poll on Gunther. He received 196 total votes and a smash rating of 29.6%. We had a poll on him as Walter this past week, where he was significantly more popular. Similar number of votes (214--the single most surprising thing to me about running this blog is how stable the vote counts have remained), but he got a 41.4% smash rating.

Also, this week had the highest average smash rating so far. I forgot to mention it in the recap, but last week set a record for lowest average smash rating.

And now for some of my favorite tags and comments

@allelitesmut on Kyle O'Reilly: #I am not immune to his wet cat demeanor

@beefyandbloody on Kyle O'Reilly: #i remember someone saying he looks like he escaped someone's torture basement and i wish it was mine

@heelhausen on Chuck, Trent, and OC: #smash but Trent has to sit in the cuck chair#I cant fuck Trent bc I’m more determined to get with his mom and I’m not ruining my chances with sue

@tache-noire on Alex Shelley: #leave me alone w him i'll fix his tiny nipples

@tetsuya-naito on Hirooki Goto: #i would run a marathon barefoot on legos for the chance to smash hirooki goto

@dm-me-your-weltanschauung on FTR: #someone should walk up to them and say “Hey guys I'm The Rest”#not me because I voted to pass#but someone should

@old-no7 on John Silver: #This man would fuck you like a machine and let you have the first pull of the joint after#The only thing you'd have to put up with is the fact that Reynolds and Uno WILL be there#Providing commentary#but also snacks

[halfagone]

fic stats

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words.

Thank you for the tag, @oliveofvanders!! <333

Most Hits

lex luthor's ascent from supervillainy to fatherhood - DPxDC

Based on this Tumblr prompt. Lex Luthor has recently acquired a son. Weapon? Parole officer? ...Lex now has a teenaged god and he'll be damned if someone tries to take the kid away from him.

Originally started as a collection of inter-connected one-shots. It was only meant to last twenty chapters. It grew plot. It's almost at 500k words. It's projected to finish at 150 chapters. I am in plot hell.

Second Most Kudos

Two For One Special - DPxDC

While in Gotham, Clark gets mistaken for Bruce Wayne. He's not alone in his dilemma, however, because a teenager by the name of Danny is also mistaken to be Tim Drake. At least Clark's having fun with his fellow captive. Day 2/November 15th: Mistaken Identity | It’s tough gaining respect from new League members when they find out one of their superiors is a 14-year-old

My submission for the DP/DC Crossover Week in 2022! This one was a lot of fun, and I'm pleasantly surprised to see how many people enjoyed it as well. :3

Third Most Comments

Off With [the Demon's] Head - DPxDC

As it turns out, Damian is not Talia's firstborn. Not her first child, not her first son. This would not be so horrible if Talia's actual firstborn hadn't been stolen from her as a babe. But he's alive. And he's not alone. As it turns out, Talia is a grandmother. She takes this news surprisingly well. If only Damian did the same.

This was a gift fic for an inquiring reader and it took up so much of my brain that it went from being a 10-chapter quick fic, to being a whole plot-filled, time traveling misadventure.

Fourth Most Kudos

Eldritch Toddler - DPxDC

Bruce is not prepared for when John Constantine hands over a young boy who has been de-aged. While Constantine goes off in search of the one responsible, Bruce and his family are left to care for the child. Danny is a sweet kid, he isn't fussy either! This should be fine. They quickly learn to take Constantine's warnings seriously. Day 3/November 16th: Eldritch Identities | The worst person to put in charge of teens is another teenager

This is Day 3 of my DP/DC Crossover Week 2022 submissions!! I am pleasantly surprised to see two of that work so high up on this list!! Very nice to see people still enjoy it after all this time. <3

Fifth Most Words

bloodlines - DPxDC

Diana stumbles upon a prophecy, which thus leads her tumbling into a secret long since kept from her and Batman. They had a son together, one who was ripped out of her arms not long after his birth. A son who is prophesized to cause the apocalypse and end the world as they know it. Although they are no longer a couple, they intend to find and raise their son to ensure this prophecy never comes to be. Neither of them realize that he's way ahead of them.

...This one has 34k words already? I had no idea it'd grown that much in only 4 chapters, holy cow. Welp, I hope to continue it someday, because the brainrot is REAL, my friends.

Fic With Least Words

silly, silly turtles - Tower of God

Takes place between Season 2, Episode 310 - 312 (SPOILER ALERT!!!!! if not caught up) In which Rak thinks about the many important turtles in his life.

This is actually my very first fic ever! It was just a 600 word one-shot, canon compliant as you can tell from the summary. I actually totally forgot about this fic, it's been so long. But I'm glad I could remember my roots now.

I suppose I'll tag~ @die-erlkonigin6083 @disillusioneddanny and @thewritingowl!! Apologies if you get @'d twice!!

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Batman Uses the Makeup Remover

by gravy_writes Nobody expected Batman to be this good with makeup... A take on a Batman identity reveal. He patiently waits for an opportune moment and blows everyone's mind. Crack treated seriously. Words: 5802, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Kal-el, Bruce Wayne, Diana of Themyscira, John Stewart, J'onn J'onzz, Shayera Hol, Barry Allen, Yes I know he's technically the wrong flash in this story, I don't care - Character, I love him too much - Character, Wally is Dick's age, Dick is a background character, So is Jason and Tim and Steph and Cass and Damian and Alfred, And also Alfred the cat and Titus, I am having too much fun with these tags - Character, Clark Kent, I forgot to add his other name, Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman - Character, Green Lantern, Martian Manhunter, Hawkgirl, Flash, Diana Prince, John Jones, I forgot their alternate names also, whoops. please enjoy via https://ift.tt/zpFRmkZ