#childhood nostalgic

[nuketar]

Princess Petra

When I was child in 90s, I had this doll. I actually have it in my storage, but pure princess dress was playout, hair got scissors and leg wont stay in place. I love my doll, I love that dress and that why I realy, realy, realy become happy, when I see these on fleamarket. And I bought it at once. Nostalgic!

[retrogamingblog2]

Exploded Console Posters made by Angerinet

[generation-fucked-nostalgia]

An extinct breed of lyric video from an era past...

She's no you // Complicated // Monster high // If You Seek Amy // Butterfly // Starstruck

[grumpybear2001]

[1-800-poetic]

Via Suki Kawaii on X/Twitter

[thegimmicky]

Misty sheepyard

[kidcore-nostalgia]

[animalslang]

bubbles

[newstolgiazone]

[digitalmemoriez]

✫･ﾟ*.2005･ﾟ✫*.

[aestheteasteria]

[retrogamingblog2]

Let's Find Pokemon

Illustrated by Kazunori Aihara

[babyhunnybear]

shows of childhood 🌈💫

[visuac]

and there i was, all well up on our tree house thinking this is all there is to the world

[mylifeinwindows]

ˑ  ֺ ָ ֙⋆ ִ ۫ ˑ･ﾟ:*˚₊‧ ֗ ִ ˑ ּ 𖥔 ۫ ּ ֗ ۪ ⊹ ˑ ₊‧ ࣪𓂂 𐫰𓈒 ॱ ִ ࣪  ⊹ ᳝ ࣪･ﾟ:*˚₊‧⠀. ִ ་ ּ･ﾟ:*˚₊‧

[sidewalk-cracks]

I don't know where else to put this and I'm losing my mind over it. The passage of time in Dick Grayson's life haunts Bruce. His son is almost thirty. His son is nine. His son has been fighting crime for twenty-one years. His son is trying on the Robin costume for the first time. His son is sixteen and insisting on driving the Batmobile with a license he hasn't even had for a full week. His son is twenty-four and wearing the Batman suit. His son is ten and has aced a test that Bruce puts on the fridge. His son is eighteen and leading the Titans. His son is thirteen and falling asleep on Bruce's shoulder. His son is his child. His son is a man.

Bruce's eldest son, his first son, is a man that Bruce can never stop seeing the child in. Dick is grown and matured and Bruce is glowing with pride, and he will never find equilibrium. He will never be able to fully reconcile the boy and the man. Time is slipping through their fingers and Bruce would give anything to hold that nine year old again. He loves his son, both past and present, and that love of the past clings to him like a ghost. That nostalgia haunts him. He is proud of who Dick has become and will always mourn who Dick no longer is.