#and they are so dear to me
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lialcross · 1 month ago
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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.
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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.
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quailsprout · 1 month ago
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movie 3 first meeting
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fuzziiwuzzii · 8 months ago
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She never really left
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nelsaqift · 6 months ago
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i hope they explode
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northernfireart · 9 months ago
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read the whole story> here by @clarionglass :)
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prlssprfctn · 2 months ago
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Dick is a type of person who gets very (even more than usual) dramatic when he falls sick. His attention span reduces to zero, he is in the middle of writing his will, and he is constantly over-bored, bothering everyone with random calls or by spawning behind their backs out of nowhere.
(It doesn't help that Bruce is paranoid, and every time his kids get sick, he is like in full-time helicopter mom mode as if they are actually about to die in a second, but that's beside the point.)
When Tim gets sick, it is a catastrophe. He is so stubborn about everything that he ignores half of the house. He doesn't even tell others he is sick until he coughs out his lungs or something, and when they finally realize it, he is battling for the right to get everyone off him, because, hey. Nothing happened. He is fine.
If Damian gets sick... It is the cutest thing ever. He becomes so clingy. He comes to put his head on someone's lap or curls on their chests. He huffs a lot too, and mutters something, but he loves to sleep and be hugged, when he is sick, and that's the most charming shit ever.
When Jason gets sick?
Everyone expects him to be the most troublesome person in the world. Because, well, it is Jason. He kicks everyone away, when he is poisoned, he rarely asks to patch him up, unless things go to rough, and he can be flippant as hell when he feels too vulnerable.
But then, Jason actually gets sick, and everyone is an awe, because he is so quiet? His voice becomes smaller, he does whatever Alfred asks him to do, he takes all medicine without throwing a tantrum or asking to sweeten it with something else. He accepts anything, really.
Because when he was a child, long before Bruce found him, he had no place or time to be sick. His mother needed him. He needed to take care of things, he heeded to continue acting like he was fine, like he didn't need help or medicine — he walked around with a fever, and spend restless nights coughing out his lungs.
But then Bruce came. And he was finally allowed to rest. Explained that he needs to be taken care of, and someone in this manor, always will do that for him.
So, when Jason stumbles in the Batcave in the random night, sniffling and trying to suppress cough, Bruce is not surprised in the slightest. If anything, he welcomes him as fast as he can, before Jason can overthink what he did (out of pure instincts, really) and leave again.
Jason came, because Bruce taught him that.
As simple as that.
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chimchiri · 5 months ago
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gideon & harrow OR rd and sf as cowboys please please please
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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!)
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molinaesque · 4 months ago
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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.
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hoao · 10 months ago
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i burst into tears whenever i think about haikyuu and the importance of people.
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danielsarmand · 4 months ago
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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
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glowingsand · 6 months ago
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gojo’s notes to friends and family :’)
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ayesopod · 5 months ago
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I remember how I'd find you, fingers tearing through the ground
Were you digging something up or did you bury something down?
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alexpdcl · 7 months ago
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whatever this dynamic is called
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emily-e-draws · 2 years ago
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my main problem with totk is I cannot pick up my nephew & give him a hug
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kudo-i-guess · 1 year ago
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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.
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