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grrrr bedsy fluff :((( just thinking ab him being his usual grumpy self while his girl is snuggled into his side and she slowly gets the slightly softer side of him :(( still complaining about the chick flick she put on!!! but giving her little kisses and telling her shes pretty.
you can tell connor is in a mood just by the way his bag hits the hardwood by the front door of your apartment. he doesnât say anything, kicking off his trainers beside your ugg slippers before padding into the dimly lit living room.
you can understand his pissy moodâthe team has just had their 8th loss in a row. youâd watched the game from the comfort of your apartment couch, and as you saw the game begin going south, youâd expected your boyfriend to cancel your movie plans after the game came to a close.
but here he is, his expression neutral as he makes his way to your blanket slumped self.
you send him a gentle smile, arms sneaking out of your pile of blankets to reach towards him. you probably resemble a baby, but you donât even care. âhey babe.â you say gently.
connor wraps himself around you, pulling you both back down to the couch. he adjusts so that youâre tucked into his strong torso, your head resting on his peck. you canât even see the tv this way, so youâre being deprived of bridget jonesâ diary.
âyou get here okay?â the chicago winter this year is relentless, and the roads after this time of night where always bad.
connor shrugs. âroads were covered.â
you hum, nuzzling further into his sweatshirt. âI missed you today.â
his lips quirk up in a smile, because no matter how frustrated he is with the game outcome, the sight of you on his chest with your breathy sighs and sweet voice, always has him feeling amazing. âmissed you too, babe.â
that has you grinning, tilting your head back so you can comfortably press a kiss against his jaw. he looks down at you softly, âyou have a good day?â
âyup.â you chime, âwork was easy, and abigail called in sick so I didnât have to deal with her constant complaining and tattling.â
connor snickers, very much used to hearing about your day-care coworker who is just nothing but dreadful to be around. âyouâre so lucky.â
âI know right.â you giggle. âand I got to come home and watch my sexy boyfriend play hockey.â
you watch him blush lightly, a wide smile taking over his plump lips. âsays you pretty girl.â
you giggle again, pushing off the couch so youâre straddling his hips. itâs a bit awkward trying to maneuver through the pile of blankets, but you manage, sliding over him like youâve done many times before. connorâs hands instinctively slide over your thighs, rising until heâs gripping the round of your ass.
you hum quietly before leaning down, connecting your lips in a much needed kiss. connor groans against your mouth, sliding his lips over yours in a messy, sweet tango. itâs a leisure make out, one that has your tingling all over.
you pull back gently, a smile adorning your face.
connor gives you one more quick peck, right on top of your grin. âlove you.â
âlove you.â you parrot.
his eyes flick to the tv, and immediately his brows pull. âcan we at least watch something else?â
âno.â
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#âŁïžanswered#connor bedard#connor bedard blurb#connor bedard imagine#đ€âčËâ cute and hughesy fic
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on a scale from 1-100 how much would members of the arrowfamily dislike jason todd, with 100 being like absolute hatred?



#connor is holding the camera#roy harper#mia dearden#oliver queen#green arrow#arsenal#speedy#arrowfam#dc comics#the ask and the answer#mart
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i canât watch the stream rn, whoâs winning
i don't think there are any winners in elon musk fortnite friday
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The way batfam will be hurt when reader start collecting and wearing green arrow merch. Let her even be a oliver's new sidekick and made costume and arch . There are so much cool anime character who are archer like ishida(bleach), Kagome(inuyasha),sailor mars or yona(akatsuki no yona). Bats suckđ!!!
"AIM TO SHOOT AIM TO KILL"

(Since it's spring break, I've been trying to do all my tasks in my inbox. Also, I love this idea; the weeb in me is begging for release.)
I like to imagine an archer reader who is like Ishida from Bleach. They're all serious, calm, and collected, but have a weird side to them, like how Uryu has a thing for sewing. So does the reader; it's a silly little pastime that becomes a great skill for hand-eye coordination. Plus, they keep seeing rips and tears in the other arrows' clothes, so they sew them up since they're neat. You like to put your initials on Ollie's hood when you sew it back together for him, or put your Quincy mark on Dinah's leather jacket. You can't help it; the archer reader used to have a bow that was twice the size of their body, so you modified it to become a glove that had a little Quincy star symbol on it. With just a press, a blue light appears, and boomâthere's your bow. The reader's archer suit is all white with a long cape that covers most of their body. You're always in areas of high elevation for your shots and mostly shoot objects that can trigger a chain effect, targeting people at meetings. You're attached to Ollie's hip or Dinah's, and Bruce and Dick can't do anything about it because they're not your mentors. During meetings in Young Justice. You'll skip over to Roy and whisper something in his ear, and then all of a sudden, the two of you are leaving. Why? You're sleepy! You make little plushies of the Arrow fam and hang them up in your bedroom where the Batfam merch used to be. Let's just say the Batfam is hurt. Bruce thinks you're coming to him because you need something, but nah, you're going to Ollie so he can pick you up over his shoulder. He's seething while you're calling Connor your big brother. Tim feels a pang in his chest; he's not even in the same room. You're hanging off of Roy like a panda bear while Jason is polishing his weapon; he might just shoot that redhead, but the archer reader has pretty good aim. Your shots almost always come out perfectly. You used to have real arrows, but you swapped them out for another source that allows you to use ultimate arrows. The only drawback is the burn and cut on your fingers. You're running out of bandages and tears because Dinah won't stop scolding you. Your code name is "White Arrow"âbasic, I know, but it works. Ollie teases you by calling you "White Rabbit," which you secretly like but will never admit. If you're lucky, Cissie might go on a mission with you if she's not busy with school. Lastly, you have a thing for going to archery competitions but won't do one in Gotham. You can feel the bats staring at you from a mile away and don't invite the arrows there, screaming your name through the stands even if it's supposed to be a quiet event.
#x black reader#black!reader#x neglected reader#batfamily x neglected reader#yandere batboys#yandere batfam#yandere batfamily#black fem reader#black male reader#weird!reader#black nonbinary#oliver queen x reader#oliver queen#dinah lance#dinah lance x reader#roy harper x reader#roy harper#cissie king jones#cissie king jones x reader#connor hawke#connor hawke x reader#dc headcanon#reader headcanon#x reader fics#dc ask#dc fanfiction#yandere dc#answered
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If you take asks for Connor, I'd like a story where basically reader does connor so hard he short circuits or something along those lines and reader is like "omg are you ok???" And after a moment, he's like, "very" idk I hope I explained it well
Missed You || Connor (RK800)
Summary: You couldn't wait for date night.
Warnings: smut, afab read, semi-public sex, fingering, slight choking, Connor has a praise kink, argue w the wall
{Masterlist}
After a few months of dating, you and Connor had developed some form of a schedule. Every Saturday was date night, and this week had you particularly eager for it to arrive. Youâd barely spent any time with Connor with him being stuck on a case that had him halfway across the city for most of his days and working late nights.Â
Saturday night rolled around like it always did, and you paced your shared apartment in anticipation of Connor arriving. Youâd both agreed on just going to a movie. It was the one youâd been dying to see, so you werenât complaining. Â
The sound of keys jingling against the lock had you practically sprinting to the front door and flinging it open. Connor looked down at you with wide eyes, his keys hovering mid-air.Â
You grabbed the lapels of his usual suit jacket and brought him into a kiss. He let out a small sound of surprise against your lips but quickly melted into your grasp. He wrapped his arms around you as he nudged you further into your apartment and kicked the front door closed.Â
âMissed you,â you murmured against his lips as you ran a hand through his hair.Â
He slowly pulled away, taking in your features. âI just need to get changed and then we can go,â he offered, patting your hip as he released you.Â
You wanted to say to hell with date night and just ravish him where he stood, but you forced yourself to nod. Itâll be worth the wait, you tried to convince yourself.Â
The tension in the air was palpable as Connor emerged from the bedroom, rolling up the sleeves of his button-up. Your gaze traveled up his forearms, taking in every inch of exposed skin. He had the same idea, and his eyes raked over the hem of the dress that danced across your thighs as you shifted your weight from foot to foot.
You forced yourself to look away as you moved to grab your car keys and tossed them to Connor. âReady?â you questioned, ignoring the way your heart was practically bursting out of your chest from the way he was looking at you.Â
âAlways,â Connor responded, kissing your forehead as he passed and grabbing your hand to lead you to the elevator.Â
You eyed the emergency stop button as you stood far too close to Connor in the cramped elevator. No one would even notice the elevator was stopped for a few minutes, you reasoned. Â
Ding!
The chime of the elevator caused you to nearly jump out of your skin, and Connor shot you a look.Â
âAre you feeling okay? Your heart rate has been high ever since we left; we donât have to go to the movieââÂ
âNo!â you cut him off, even though every fiber of your being was begging you to drag him back into your apartment. âIâm fine,â you assured him, resting your hand on his arm and keeping it there for far longer than you should have.Â
He raised a brow, eyeing you. You ignored him and led him out to your car before hopping in the passenger seat.Â
Connor wordlessly hopped into the driverâs seat, and you watched him. You wondered if the long week apart was affecting him as much as it was affecting you. You saw how he was practically undressing you with his eyes when he came home. His usual precise movements were far more controlled than they usually were, stiffening every time your skin came into contact with his. It couldnât hurt to test the waters.Â
Connor always set his right hand on the gear shift or your thigh when he was driving, and today was no exception. He loosely gripped the gear shift as he drove, gaze never leaving the road. A wise decision.Â
You took his hand and placed it on its normal spot on your thigh. He glanced over at you. You couldâve sworn you saw his free hand tighten on the steering wheel, betraying the small smile that flashed across his lips.
A few minutes of comfortable silence pass, and you decide to push your luck a little further.Â
âAre these pants new?â you causally questioned as you leaned over and ran a hand down his upper thigh, giving him a perfect view down the bodice of your dress.Â
Connor cleared his throat and swallowed hard, âTheyâre the same pants I always wear.âÂ
You hum and move to return to your seat, your hand accidentally grazing over the place you wanted so badly. Connor sucked in a breath as he approached the red light. You grinned, bathed in crimson.Â
âConnor,â you purred, lolling your head to the side to look at him. The light turned green and he pressed on the accelerator, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye. His eyes grazed the bare skin of your thighs before returning to the road.Â
Your heart rate picked up as Connor turned down a side street in the opposite direction of the movie theater. You werenât going to make your showing.
Connorâs movements were controlled as he picked a secluded spot to park. You were on him before he could even fully pull the keys out of the ignition, clumsily climbing over the center console.Â
The keys tumbled out of Connorâs hand and clattered to the floorboard, but he didnât seem to care as he pulled you in for a heated kiss. He pushed the seat back so you could comfortably sit, legs straddling his thighs and skirt hiked up just enough to tease him.Â
âCouldnât wait,â you murmured against his lips as you pulled away, your breaths entangling in one another.Â
âYouâve been looking forward to this movie all week,â Connor teased, running a hand up the bare skin of your thigh and cupping the curve of your ass.Â
You dipped down and hovered next to his ear, whispering, âIâve also been looking forward to riding you until you short-circuit.âÂ
Connorâs grip tightened on your ass, and he shoved your hips down to grind against him. The tent in his pants pressed against your clothed core and caused a shudder to run through your body.Â
 âDo you feel what you do to me?â he questioned, voice husky and increasing the ache in your core that had gained intensity since you left the apartment.Â
You nodded, leaning down to kiss him and run a hand over his covered length. Connor jutted his hips up to meet you, groaning as you ran a hand over the smooth fabric of his pants. His nails raked up your thighs and he hooked his fingers on the waistband of your underwear and tugged hard enough for the side seams to rip, and for them to fall in his lap.Â
Your gasp was quickly swallowed by his lips against yours and his fingers sliding through your folds and circling your clit. Breathy moans escaped you as you shoved your head in the crook of his neck, lazily pressing kisses to the hardly exposed skin.Â
He ran a finger over your entrance and you pressed against him, begging for him to fill you. He obliged, slowly inching a finger inside of you before quickly adding another, stretching you deliciously. He pumped his fingers, savoring the way you clenched around him, aching for more. He curled his fingers inside of you, brushing against the spot that had you seeing stars, and you cried out his name, throwing your head back.Â
âFuck me,â you whimpered, grinding yourself against his fingers when he stopped his movements. âPlease, Connor.âÂ
He removed his fingers and slipped them past your lips, making you taste yourself. You ran your tongue over the pads of his fingers as you met his gaze. He used his free hand to undo his belt, the smooth leather brushing against your thighs.Â
You reached down to where your hips met, unbuttoning his pants and yanking down the zipper, impatience coursing through you. You released his length from his pants, eliciting a breathy sigh from Connor. You pumped your hand, thumb sliding over his tip and spreading the bead of precum that had formed.Â
You aligned him with your entrance and you both groaned as you lowered yourself onto his length, savoring the way he stretched you. You started rocking against him, flushing as the suspension of your car squeaked with your movements.Â
Connor gathered the skirt of your dress in one hand and watched as you ground against him. You dipped down to kiss him, reaching up to rest one of your hands against his throat. He twitched from within you, and he snapped his hips to meet yours.Â
âSo good for me,â you praise, squeezing his throat lightly as he looked up at you, eyes unfocused and mouth hanging open.Â
His hands found your clit and resumed the same tight circles as before. You released your hold on his throat as you rocked your hips into his, feeling the familiar heat pooling in your stomach.Â
It took no time for your release to hit you, Connorâs length finding the spot that had you moaning his name over and over again. Your release caused you to squeeze Connorâs cock, pushing him to finish directly after you. Connor lifted his hips to meet yours, and threw his head back, letting out a guttural moan. His whole body froze and tensed under you as his climax washed over him. Connor twitched inside of you as you slowed and pressed a kiss to his forehead.Â
After a few moments, when his eyes still hadnât opened, you brushed a finger over his chest, relief washing over you when you felt the familiar thrumming of his bioregulator.Â
âConnor?â you murmured, tapping his cheek lightly. âYou alright?âÂ
His lashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes, a small smile curving into his features. âDid I say how much I missed you?â he hummed, reaching up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear.
âNo,â you mentioned, chucking, âalthough, I think I have an idea.â
#detroit become human#rk800 x you#dbh x reader#dbh connor#rk800 x reader#dbh rk800#rk800 x reader smut#connor x reader smut#connor x reader#reader insert#zilla answers
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New idea:
Something happens, Desmond time travel to the past... But...
He become something like the Eldritch! Desmond, except that:
He adopts the child versions of his ancestors (and the others protagonist).
Like he take Arno just after his father dies.
Or he just adopt them before the canon is about to start or the start of the canon (like Shay is recently survived the Lisboa).
The Eldritch God Desmond idea that technically has an ending. Sorta.
He can only leave the Gray thanks to this holes that he can crawl out of.
The holes turn out to be the shadows underneath the bed or the shadowy part of a barely opened closet.
His form takes on a grotesque turn, as if reality itself tried to create a form for something shapeless enveloping the Gray.
Thatâs right.
Weâre turning Desmond into the boogeyman that visits children at night XD
He first visits AltaĂŻr after the death of Umar. The chest that held Umarâs possessions was left slightly open, almost empty because Assassins have already taken some of them back. He finds AltaĂŻr crying and missing his father. The child wasnât even afraid of him, not at all.
He was too tired from crying but he couldnât sleep because, when he closes his eyes, he would see the head of his father rolling in the ground.
Desmond comforts him each night after their meeting, staying by his side and letting the boy sleep on his monstrous inconceivable body.
He was there when Abbasâ father tried to take his own life and all the Brotherhood knew was that he had gone inside, calling AltaĂŻr a monster in his grief-stricken madness.
AltaĂŻr grows up under the care of the monster inside his fatherâs closet and heâs⊠strange. He doesnât see the world the same way others did. He had no loyalty to the Brotherhood. He stayed because Desmond told him he had to stay.
When he saw what the treasure was, he knew immediately that Desmond would want it.
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Ezio is different. He first saw the boogeyman when Claudia was born. He had screamed in fear and the boogeyman left.
The next time he sees the boogeyman, it was when Petruccio was born. He thought he was just dreaming and ran away to Federicoâs room to hide.
The final time he sees the boogeyman, it was the night before the Auditores would be arrested. The boogeyman crept from underneath Cristinaâs bed and pinned Ezio, covering his mouth before he could say anything. Cristina slept peacefully as the creature whispered to Ezio.
Ezio thought he was just dreaming.
Then he learned his father and brothers were arrested andâŠ
The creature grabbed his hand just as he opened the chest that held his fatherâs Assassin robes.
He whispered the same thing once more.
âGive the evidence to House Medici. Uberto Alberti betrayed your father.â
Ezio was scared, of course.
ButâŠ
He also knew that the creature was trying to help.
So he heeded his warning and went straight to House Medici.
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RatonhnhakĂ©:ton first encountered him his first night in Achillesâ home. The closet door creaked open and he slipped into RatonhnhakĂ©:tonâs room. A being older and more powerful than anything RatonhnhakĂ©:ton had ever seen.
But he wasnât afraid.
There was no need to be afraid.
He knew that he had not done anything to offend the being so he greeted him in his native language.
He used a thousand voices that whispered all over the room.
He simply told Ratonhnhaké:ton to not forget to eat dinner next time and left.
He became a nightly visitor, sometimes moving out of RatonhnhakĂ©:tonâs room to wander the manor in one of their regular walks.
Achilles confronted Ratonhnhaké:ton one morning about his nightly visitor.
âHeâs a ghost that has haunted the Brotherhood. Seeing him means heâs marked you.â
âMarked me?â
âYou will do great things, Connor. Maybe you will guide the Brotherhood and lead us to greater heights. Maybe youâll leave the Templar Order in a storm of fire and ashes. You will leave your name in the Brotherhood and one day⊠you will disappear from this world and will never be found.â
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Other possible adoptions:
- Edward would start seeing him in the chest in the captainâs room in the Jackdaw.
- Arno would see him underneath the bed in the room he was given in the de la Serre mansion. He runs away from the de la Serre once Desmond learns theyâre Templars and âwhispersâ to Arno that Monsieur de la Serre may have something to do with the death of his father.
- Jacob and Evie starts seeing him after their mother died and their father left for India. Desmond has his own âroomâ in the train where he would slip in and out of.
- If you want to include Shay, Desmond could slip out underneath his cot in Morriganâs captain room after they left Lisbon and Shay starts seeing him as a ânightmareâ haunting his guilt over what happened in Lisbon.
- Bayek would start seeing him after Khemuâs death and he thinks heâs one of the old gods, reminding him to avenge his child. (maybe Khemu even talks about Desmond as a friend who helps him sleep)
- Instead of Kassandra, we can make Desmond adopt Alexios as Deimos and turn this into âtired dad and chaotic mass murdering gremlinâ XD)
- Basim starts seeing Desmond in the shadows of Alamut and tries to ignore him, thinking that a spirit haunting this place would not âtalkâ to him if he pretends that he canât see him. Jokes on him, Desmond is there because he can âseeâ the Isu sleeping inside Basim.
- Eivor sees Desmond her first night in Ravensthorpe and assumes heâs a spirit of the land so she treats him with respect.
#assassin's creed#ask and answer#teecup writes/has a plot#fic idea: assassin's creed#desmond miles#altaïr ibn la'ahad#ezio auditore#ratonhnhaké:ton#connor kenway#edward kenway#shay cormac#arno dorian#evie frye#jacob frye#bayek of siwa#kassandra of sparta#basim ibn ishaq#eivor varinsdóttir
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roman hiding his face, quietly begging "can we get him out?" as if he's saying can we get him out of the closed casket? out of the quiet hold of a ship? an abusive boarding school? a dog kennel? a locked bathroom? the mausoleum with four empty spots for four dutiful children? can we ever get out of the hell he's doomed us to?
#and the universe loudly answers: absolutely not. what did you think would happen?#roman roy#succession sunday#succession#kendall roy#connor roy#shiv roy#logan roy#ewan roy#hbo#succession hbo#100#500
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how much microplastics do u think is stored in hanks balls from dating connor?
#ANON I CHOKED#thank you I wasnât expecting this#though âI think he might have a higher amount of microplastics stored elsewhere. if u know what i mean#connor: you are at higher risk of consuming microplastics through fast food than consumption of myâ#Hank: THANK YOU CONNOR. I got it#hankcon#thank you for this ask it made me laugh#Iâve been falling behind on answering asks and feeling bad about it but this cheered me up LOL
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#swarla#carla x lisa#carla connor#lisa swain#corrieedit#tvedit#wlwedit#gifs#*#lisa giving a sincere answer even though she knows what rob is up to is really sweet to me...#maybe she sees the tiny bit of good in him because that's what carla does and it's rubbing off on her#they're making eachother better people btw <3
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long time no post... i've had this shit ready to post for like a week. and should've done it then. but uhhh but uhhhh but uuhhhhhhhh. what's the deal with airplane food am i right. | <- omgggg prev
#in order of appearance:#sidney crosby#mitch marner#auston matthews#joel farabee#matthew tkachuk#alexander ovechkin#dylan strome#connor mcdavid#kris letang#leon draisaitl#trevor zegras#nathan mackinnon#jake guentzel#connor bedard#luke hughes#marc andre fleury#multiple people i never expected or wanted to tag in chat tonight. nauseating. also:#sidgeno#1634#mcstrome. in some sort of flavor. also forsekky but given thats just for me and four other bitches i wont tag em#mattdrai#whatever nrm and sidcros is called.................... i refuse to look it up#frostbee#hockey textposts#<- for blacklist. mwah#''why are some people tagged and some people not'' normal question with a complex answer of uhhh hopes and prayers i hope this helps#anyway. see yall in nine days byeee
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#detroit: become human#detroit become human#dbh#video games#this is#connor#before and after hank answers his#personal question#my gifs#entertain me#540px#10mb#Haha#I stare at soft results#I am not opposed#There they are#connor has to do a lot of emoting with only blinks#being robo boy and all
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the theme song of this game should be rihannas we found love, bc kara, markus and connor all find love in a hopeless place (detroit)

They dooooođ Also the (detroit) clarification really tickles međ
#ask answered#dbh#detroit become human#detroit: become human#dbh kara#kara ax400#markus#dbh markus#connor rk800#connor#my art
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wait Nora whatâs the Connor Daniel beef I deleted tiktok but need to know
super embarrassing when the nicest guy on youtube just absolutely obliterates you
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connor holding a kitty


Cuties đ
#cootie patooties#dear evan hansen#connor murphy#evan hansen#treebros#gay#my art#asked and answered#theyre so adorable#evan x connor#connor loves cats#look at themmmm
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Come one, come all It's happening again The empathetic hunger descends We'll tell no one Except all of our friends But I still don't know How did it end?
How Did It End? - Taylor Swift x OMG Check Please
#kate are you back on your 'pimms angst / zimbits endgame / whiskent truther' agenda again?#GUILTY.#back on my complex little gay hockey players soapbox#everyone's favorite messy polycule!#also i've always had big feelings about the way that jack told bitty about what he and kent had#and just the way I thought he always kinda understated them#so idk bitty and this song. kent and this song. whisky in the closet and this song.#don't get me started on someone asking whiskey this and he panics for a moment bc he isn't sure if they're talking about his gf or lax bro#furthermore: the idea of bitty pressing jack's answer with 'I still don't know... how did it end?' SEE U IN THERAPY BYE.#every good queer relationship has drama and exes involved in the narrative it's biblical i fear#omgcp#omg check please#check please#zimbits#jack zimmermann#connor whisk#eric bittle#kent parson#ttpd#ttpd edit#I speak#Taylor swift#how did it end#artists on tumblr
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ASH !! who's your favorite dc comics character, why & what's ur favorite characteristic of theirs?? (this is totally not me writing a special for my favorite followers)
My live reaction from getting an ask from one of my top 3 favorite writers
I have so many favorites in the last 5 years since I've officially gotten into DC.
John Constantine, literally all of the batfam, Connor (because of you and now I have his origin comic and did my first cosplay as him), Johnathan Crane, Harley Quinn and Edward Nygma.
I think the one that holds a special place in my head above all is Richard Grayson. It's a bit basic but he's the one I grew up with and got to see him grow again and again as i got older.
I might get his character wrong but I loved that he's such a mentally strong character who isn't just a happy guy.
I love that he isn't the most intelligent out of the birds and bats but he's made it up in so many ways with his cleverness, wit and compassion. I also loved that he killed the joker, man's not above murder to avenge family and I respect that.
He's a man with a temper and so much emotion that I don't feel ashamed to have a lot like him. He's just a man who's flawed but still keeps going and loves his family. He's my Robin and I just love him to bits.
You don't have to write something for me. Even a hint of an update, the smallest imagine or any post is a blessing to me đ„čđđ
#my rant about how much I love this disco bird mess of a man#richard grayson#ask#answered#LITERALLY freaking out right now#i got an ask from you#fangirling#probably a bad characterization#but this is how i see my boi#I NEED TO MAKE ART NOW#thank you for the ask#:'))#connor is a close second#hes tied with Crane
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