#and they are so dear to me

[lialcross]

Damian is an artist.

Damian being an artist is so dear to me in many ways, he can use this creative outlet to show how he views things, people, himself in such a deeply vulnerable way without having to say it.

Give me a Damian who paints his family portraits for their birthdays or just for himself, give me Wayne brothers each painted in Damian's style but distinctly different from each other. Different elements are highlighted for each person.

Give me Dick painted in chunky, light strokes reminiscent to van Gogh.

Give me Bruce painted in colors just off from being black and white.

Give me Jason so desaturated or monotoned that when Damian uses color for his eyes they almost glow green against everything.

Give me Cass unshaded and abstract.

Give me Duke painted in the brightest of bright colors against the darkest of shadows, bonus points if glow-in-the-dark paints were used.

But Tim? Tim has always been terribly difficult to draw, Damian just can't get his face right.

He won't let Tim best him in this way, it's unacceptable, but Damian will not let anyone see his artwork not at it's best. He does everything he can just not to draw Tim's face—his favorite is to spiral Tim's face, maybe he'll leave an eye or paint whatever flower he thinks best represents his brother that day right in the middle.

And Tim just loves it.

The first time Damian painted Tim and gave him the piece, he was uncertain of how it'd be received though he'd deny this with every breath in his lungs. He was prepared for Tim to hate it, to get angry that he distorted his face in such a way—and he could see the same thoughts on the faces of everyone who saw Damian present it to Tim. Why wouldn't he hate it? It'd be disrespectful to anyone, especially if the artist and the muse had such a disastrous relationship. He couldn't be blamed, but Damian was prepared to blame him regardless.

Tim was silent for what felt like hours when he laid eyes on the portrait Damian had painted of him. He hadn't expected any portrait Damian painted of him, if he ever painted one of Tim at all, to make him feel so... seen? Understood? Viewed in a way Tim could have never described?

If Tim cried? That's none of your business.

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

i am so in love with blonde percy and black annabeth because I am so in love with the type of love that supersedes time and space and I can't help but think of that.

yes, when i was younger i read about blonde Annabeth with grey eyes, and Percy with dark hair and green eyes.

and when got a little bit older, bad as it was, logan lerman was my percy and we had a brunette annabeth.

and now, we have walker and leah, and it's the same percy and annabeth I love, just in a different lifetime.

[fuzziiwuzzii]

She never really left

[nelsaqift]

i hope they explode

[northernfireart]

read the whole story> here by @clarionglass :)

[chimchiri]

gideon & harrow OR rd and sf as cowboys please please please

It's the cowgirl necro and her gunslinger cav! Who is so damn extra she's got three guns: one left, one right, and one in pole position! (She swears the ladies love it!)

[molinaesque]

But I got something going now. A friend. And I don't wanna mess it up. Maybe that's what I was like for you.

[hoao]

i burst into tears whenever i think about haikyuu and the importance of people.

[danielsarmand]

if viktor was a worm jayce would build the most beautiful enclosure for him and would spend all his free time staring at him and feeding him leaves and i think this is deeply devastating. he loves him in the purest of ways and the affection was NEVER one sided jayce and viktor always loved each other and they always will to some extent

[glowingsand]

gojo’s notes to friends and family :’)

[ayesopod]

I remember how I'd find you, fingers tearing through the ground

Were you digging something up or did you bury something down?

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

his therapist woulda had a field day at their next appointment

[alexpdcl]

whatever this dynamic is called

[emily-e-draws]

my main problem with totk is I cannot pick up my nephew & give him a hug

[kudo-i-guess]

they're divorced. they weren't even married. this isn't romantic. they're definitely not platonic. they're cinematic parallels. they are fighting the narrative. they slowly built their relationship. they rely and trust each other. they were aggressively thrown into this. they want to bite each other's head off. they kill for each other. they live for each other. they should kiss. they would put each other in a blender. they're insane. they don't even realise. they're fully aware of it.

[da-janela-lateral]

Adapting bird expressions to the most ridiculous scenes will never not be funny to me