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i swear i have normal, pretty fanart for this au planned (human error au by @ratspleen :D)

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Akfjalf

Sorry for terrible lighting.

Fic: It's not kidnapping if he is us

By @whentuesdaycomes

I like doing fanarts for this fic k.

Also

I'm adopting him and there's nothing you can do about it.

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from this fanfic by @adrianainthesnow

its a good read, got emotional but its alright <3

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“The east wing ought to offer sufficient lighting.”

“Good idea.” Tim grinned. “We can take some of Dick’s scarves and dress them up.”

Damian looked horrified. "Have you gone mad? I will not have them suffer through such indignities.”

“We can put them in little capes.”

Damian considered this. “That is acceptable only because it is a family tradition.”

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In which Damian punches a middle schooler and Tim comes out to his brother. Happy pride! :)

Art by the wonderful @allyallyorange! Thank you so much for the amazing commission! <3

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Hello friends today I would like to talk about Damian (surprise!)

It’s just that I noticed a pattern, and I felt like y’all needed to hear about it: I can think of six different times where Damian went out of his way to give people very thoughtful, very individual gifts.

1) The pearl from Martha Wayne’s necklace (B&R 14), which he found in the sewers after a considerable amount of effort– we see him searching for it in two different issues (B&R 9, 13). Side note: made a rat friend, named it Spotty

2) In the first B&R Annual, Damian literally set up a scavenger hunt for Bruce, resulting in three different gifts. A painting by his mom

3) This photo of Thomas and Martha’s honeymoon, at the exact spot the picture was taken

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More icons from Imbalance comics! (the art is perfect)

do not repost.

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LGBTQ+ Imbalance Aang Icons

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[ID: ten icons of aang with momo on his shoulder and a curious, confused expression looking slightly above the viewer while facing them from the imbalance comics of avatar the last airbender with pride flag backgrounds. the pride flags in the following order are: the philadelphia people of colour inclusive pride flag, the pansexual pride flag, the non-binary pride flag, the trans pride flag, the gay pride flag, the lesbian pride flag, the bisexual pride flag, the genderfluid pride flag, the asexual pride flag and the aromantic pride flag. end of ID]

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imbalance part 3 icons

↳ aang ୭

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•°Cute Avatar Icons (2)°• [¼]: Sokka

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i understand the appeal of writing a fic where wangxian have a proper marriage and having their families there and beautiful robes and food and wine like i do, i really do, but to me there’s nothing better than the two of them and lil’ apple coming back into a little town, caked in dust and blood from a night hunt that lasted all night, and wei wuxian is exhausted and stumbling in lan wangji’s arms and wei wuxian looks up at him, his own face smudged with dirt but lan wangji’s clean and untouched, and in the first red light of morning without any thought the words spill from his mouth: “do you want to get married today?”

and lan wangji stops in his tracks even as his arm is snug around wei wuxian’s waist and he takes a staggering step to catch his balance (though he really doesn’t have to; lan wangji is strong enough for the both of them) and maybe wei wuxian doesn’t know lan wangji as well as he thought, because the expression on his face right now is unreadable, unfamiliar to him, the kind of expression that’s blown wide open and vulnerable but still a mystery, and he says, “Wei Ying deserves the perfect wedding,” as he presses a kiss into wei wuxian’s hairline, sticky with sweat, and wei wuxian swats him away playfully because, as he says, almost chidingly, “but i don’t want a big wedding. who would it be for, anyways? not us, not really. the only person who hates crowds and banquets more than me is you.” and he can’t imagine having to invite all the sect leaders and their lead disciples large and small and the bitter lan food and the pinched and angry face of lan qiren, and he tells as much to lan wangji, like a report or presentation as they walk their way back to the inn. “so, that’s why i think we should get married today.” he grins at lan wangji, who returns his smile in that soft, almost imperceptible way of his, and his dimples, oh my god his dimples, it really should be a crime to be this beautiful. “whatever you want, i want as well,” he says, and as wei wuxian throws his arms around lan wangji, much to lil’ apple’s frustration, he can feel the quick tempo of lan wangji’s heart beating through his chest, a rhythm stronger and faster than any drum he’s heard before, and realizes smugly that he really didn’t need to do any convincing, after all. “i do want to see you in red, though,” lan wangji mumbles into the crown of his head, and wei wuxian laughs so loud and so clear, ringing like a bell, and he doesn’t care if he wakes up everyone on the street because he is in love and happier than he’s ever been.

later, after they take a fast breakfast, the least wei wuxian’s spoken during a meal in living (or dead) memory, they’ll go to the shops and buy two sets of red robes, not even the right shades of red, not even properly fitting, the sleeves too short for lan wangji’s long and elegant arms, and by midday they’ll have completed the last of their three bows and turn to each other, faces both wet with tears, and when wei wuxian kisses his husband (his husband!) lan wangji will smile so large and so bright it could illuminate the darkest city, could bring warmth in the depth of winter, and as he sweeps wei wuxian up into his arms lan wangji will laugh, giggling like a child, delighted and overwhelmed, his voice the babbling brook, the song of birds, better than all the music in all the corners of the earth, and wei wuxian will think this is mine. mine and no one else’s, for my ears only, the most beautiful sound in the world. he’ll laugh too, when he can, in between breathless kisses and being swept off his feet and for the first time in a very long time wei wuxian will hear the bells around him ringing and not think of mistakes made and times past and people lost, but only of the future, wide and boundless and filled with light and love, and lan wangji.

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Wei Wuxian. you’re quite close with Lan Wangji these days. You might as well become a Lan sect disciple and stay at Cloud Recesses. Don’t go back to Lotus Pier. 

What are you thinking? How could Cloud Recesses be as great as Lotus Pier?

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100.) Happy 100th post, everybody!

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And that’s on Peridot

I feel like the problem ppl have when constructing redemption arcs is people make 'the character realizes what they've done is wrong' the end step instead of like...one of the earliest ones. a satisfying redemption arc doesn't resolve when the character first feels sorry, it resolves when a character has really journeyed towards atonement and made enough change in themselves to achieve some kind of symbolic victory over who they used to be

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The Untamed [behind the scene] | Sharing green tea

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