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Does anyone else get emotional thinking about how LWJ and WWX were not a couple when WWX died, and in fact rarely saw each other and had very little involvement in each other's lives?
So when LWJ spent 13 years alone, he wasn't mourning the loss of a lover or a change to his daily life, he was just. Mourning a good man? Mourning that WWX didn't exist somewhere in the world. Regretting his own lack of action and living every day knowing that the rules he believed in, the society he was a part of, would destroy a light as bright as WWX's in fear. In jealousy.
Just. I know LWJ was in love with him, so of course WWX's death was devastating. But I think it's so important to LWJ's narrative that he didn't know WWX would ever return his feelings. He had no idea that they would be married some day. So in his grief he really wasn't mourning their future together, he was pure and simple mourning WWX's loss to the world. And that hits me hard
I would love to know what MDZS was like from Wen Ning's pov.....
Everyone talks about how embarrassing the wangxian confession was in the Guanyin temple, but I would argue that Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen's messy, public divorce should be competing for the title of "most awkward for hapless bystanders."
Because sure, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian were being shamelessly cuddly, but Jin Guangyao—the man who was revealing his supervillain masterplot bit by bit throughout this altercation—spent a portion of that time on his knees in front of Lan Xichen with a tearful, "it's not true baby let me explain," routine—during which you can physically see Lan Xichen yo-yo in real-time between fully buying into jiggy's excuses, then snapping himself out of it with a colorful spectrum of emotions that are definitely in contrast with the Lan family precepts.
What's worse, not only are Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen essentially two of the biggest celebrities of the cultivation world, but most of the cultivators present actively work for Jin Guangyao. That is their boss ugly crying on the floor trying not to fumble the man they are actively holding as their prisoner.
wangxian's PDA crimes pale in comparison to whatever the fuck xiyao was putting them through.
i really love how wwx who usually doesn't concern himself with what others think of him goes from "i want to be lan zhan's friend and i want him to think about me even if i come to him in his nightmares" in the first life to "okay but am i special to lan zhan? like special special? if i am, then how? is that the kind of special that i want to be to him? does he like me like i like him?? does he love me like i love him???" and procedes to overthink his entire relationship with lwj right in front of the inn lady
The horror of being born and raised into a cult that for the next 10 years, grooms you into becoming a killer. That when you're in that age when you should be going to school and making friends, instead you are sent to international assassination missions which you have to complete or else.
And when you ask your mother for the identity of your father, she tells you that only when you beat her in a fight that she'll tell his name to you.
Once you finally beat her, she sends you to a foreign city swarming with crime and tells you to live there with your father and learn from him. But it is then you realize that everything you've learned in the past 10 years is bad and now you need to re-learn and change your ideologies if you want to continue living with your father.
And then like a cosmic joke, you father dies, leaving you with a family that you never really learned to get along and is broken at best.
Your oldest brother takes you in, becoming your guardian. You two keep butting heads and arguing, yet there are also times when you realize how much you've grown to care—love your brother. He and Alfred makes you Robin, giving you a reason to stay and keep on doing good.
The family bonds are fragile at best, but you make do. And in the middle of saving your other brother, you get shot point blank multiple times on the torso and loose the ability to move.
But everything's fine and well because your mother comes back and gives you a metal spine transplant that gives you the ability to move again.
Except everything's not fine, because you quickly realize that she had hidden a secret remote inside your spine which she gives to Deathstroke who uses it to take control of your body to kill your older brother, one of the very few people that actually gave a damn about you.
Your father ends up coming back, and the sudden changes in family dynamics give you a whiplash so hard that you wish your father stayed dead after all.
You're 10 year's old yet again when you find out that your mother has put a bounty on your head and you have to fake your own death to stop her from coming after you.
Only, she doesn't fall for the trick and ends up declaring war on Gotham, razing it to the ground with an overgrown clone she made out of you. Your father is struggling to defend the city, so he asks you to go back to the League because only then your mother would stop—knowing full well what would happen to you if you did go back.
You stay. You tell him that you've done everything—anything he had asked of you. You tell him that you want to stay and fight next to him.
Heretic—that's the name of your clone—traps your father in a box, leaving his associates to defend Gotham. Leaving you and your family to protect the people of the city.
But the clone is strong and deadly. You realize that as you're finally face to face with him, demanding him to look at you so that he would stop going after your beloved older brother.
You realize quickly that you can't take on the monster by yourself with your child body. You start begging your mother to call him off, because you know she is listening from the other side.
She doesn't call him off at the end.
You die only to wake up in Hell, realizing that everything you did to redeem yourself didn't mean anything in the end. That you are the rotten, demonic child everyone said you were.
You stay dead for quite some time before you get ressurected. You are overjoyed at having been given a second chance.
Everything changes, but at the same time... they don't.
You still butt heads with your father. You want to make it right, but you have no idea how to do it. You spend weeks crawling in sewers to find the missing pearls of Martha Wayne to give to your father as a gift, only for him to call you heartless.
You can see him trying to change, to be better. But it's still him who forgets your birthdays.
If there's one person who has stood by your side for all those times, gave you the mantle of Robin, celebrated your birthday with you even if it was just the two of you, gifted you your beloved cat who he thought reminded him of you, it's Alfred Pennyworth.
You think everything will turn out okay despite the broken family you're living in if the old butler is around the keep you company. A father figure that you wished to keep close.
It is when he's killed right in front of your eyes that you realize you're alone now. Tied to a chair and powerless as Alfred's head rolls to his shoulder.
That's when you finally make the decision to leave. Months, you spend away from the manor, living in your own little base. Avoiding everyone might sound like a bad coping mechanism, but its the one that encourages you to stand straight.
Your father finds you, because of course he does. Your brothers are in danger and he needs your help. You argue, again. Your father tells you that despite how much he loves you as his son, sometimes he really does not like you.
It hurts, yet you help him out anyways.
Your relationship does not go back to normal afterwards either. A few months later, you punch your father on the face and quit as Robin.
You travel around by yourself, drowning in misery and grief and self-hatred. For failing to live up to another parent's expectations, for failing to protect the man that had cared for him the most.
Sometimes you hallucinate Alfred. Sometimes you listen to him. Sometimes you ignore him.
You find a secret death tournament and decide to join it so that you can steal some Lazarus water and use it to ressurect Alfred.
You die 2 times, not caring either way. You end up defeating a monster and succeeding to steal the Lazarus water, only for you to have a mental breakdown over it and never use it.
After spending the first 10 years of your life learning that death was nothing but an obstacle that could be overturned with the help of a little magic, it is at 14 you finally realize what death means.
Damian Wayne they will never make me hate you.
if you guys aren't gonna make damian look like talia then ATLEAST he should be a copy of Martha wayne with talias eyes. I just need bruce to be haunted anyway.
"but they hate eachother" "this ship makes no sense" "that would never be canon" "they're only friends" "but one of them is already dating someone" "they'd be toxic together" don't caaaare I'm consuming media of them being insane about each other and falling in love in situations you couldn't fathom
small thing I'd like to add here is that there is no bad fic as long as it's done with love <3
Damian: I don't want to be Robin forever, I don't want to move into other names and roles either! I... I want to be a doctor... like grandfather.
Alfred: *beaming with pride* Oh that's excelent, Master Damian! I'm so glad to see someone in this family actually following late Master Wayne legacy. Thomas would be so proud.
Bruce: *discretly tearing up* Yeah, that's... that's... great, just great, chum. I'm very very proud.
Damian, who is inspired by Thomas but at the moment was actually refering to Ra's: Yes, reading and just hearing all those stories about granfather Thomas made me admire him a lot.
Damian who still feels like he can't talk about the other side of his family. Who still feels like talking about happy moments or how despite everything his mother and grandfather loved him and did their best to make him happy or about the things he still admires about them will take away his place at the Waynes, will grant him eyes full of either pity or fearfull concern. Damian who knows his grandfather is evil and his mother is complicated, who choose a different path and who is starting to understand that being pushed to the path Talia and Ra's wanted was bad for him and unhealthy, that kids shouldn't be assassins (but should kids be Robins?). Damian who himself still has hatred and anger for Ra's but also who still has love and admiration. He got his love for animals from them, Ra's love for life. Damian who fundamentally still wants to be a Wayne very much but wishes being a Wayne didn't meant he had to give up on being an Al Ghul. Who wishes he could talk about them. Damian who admires Thomas Wayne and all the stories he heard about him but who was raised by the Al Ghuls, who heard about a santifield version of a healer grandfather and saw a demonized version of one. It was Ra's who bandaged him and Talia. Damian who is doing it for the Waynes. For these people he never got to met and wishes so much he had. Damian who is doing it for the Al Ghuls. For a mother who started wanting to be a doctor before wanting to run away and violence and cooportativism took it out of her, for a grandfather who is far from perfect but who always helps his own people.
Who wanted to be safe to talk about his first home with the people he loves the most. Who is terrifield that being inspired by Ra's will meant he doesn't belong with them.
Damian who didn't even lied. Who got the hugs and support. Damian who does not know why he is upset.
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The inspiration in this post :]
We are about to witness any and all Arab characters across the media butchered like never before. A time where any Middle-Eastern characters are treated as though death is only deserving of them, and all Islamic characters portrayed as backwards, uncivilized, barbaric, etc.
If you think DC is already a propaganda machine, you are about to see them working like never before. It's one of the reasons why they started to hire more war criminals into the writing room, and artists who can't draw distinguished ethnic features into the art boards.
I brainstorm Jon Kent careers/hobbies sometimes because he deserves to be more than a mini Clark.
Right now I think he should be a lawyer particularly an immigration attorny.
I actually really love this. It irks me that people always just put him on the report career track. He is not Clark, this is emphasized in the comics, don't make him someone he isn't. Personally I'm a sucker for him becoming like an astronomer, he grew up under star filled skies and I can't imagine learning you're part alien and not being obscenely curious amount space.
But immigration lawyer? I like. Jon is aggressive he filled with more emotional upset than is appropriate for someone as powerful as he. But bro is also charming. I think law makes a likely career path for him. He was raised by two very invested in politics people, bro knows how to speak to people, how to persuade and shine light on topics. I think being a lawyer allows him to do more real change though, get the satisfaction of justice that superhero-ing can't always bring. But I love love love the idea of immigration lawyer. His dad is an "illegal" immigrant, but Clark is a white alien so no one cares. I think recognizing this kind of injustice would really pull Jon to being an immigration lawyer.
Reverse Robins Au - Love is in the air (Jon Meeting Tim)
Damian: Timothy?
Tim, with a dagger out: Someone's outside the window. They are just there.
Damian: Someone is being bold tonight.
Tim: May I?
Damian: No. Show yourself as I know you can hear me.
Tim: Hear us?
Damian: Only one person who is always on my nerves.
Jon, slipping through the window: Damian?
Damian: Jonathan.
Jon: Dear Ra- You're alive!
Damian: You really had any doubt I would stay in the ground for long?
Jon: GOLLY Can I? Oh okay Kid with a small sharp object.
Tim, standing in-between them: Back off Kryptonian.
Damian: A kryptonite dagger?
Tim: Hm.
Jon: Ehe- man is he?
Damian: My mother's welcome back to the land of the living gift. Timothy, dagger, now.
Tim: But?!
Damian: But what? You made an oath to reveal all your weapons to me. This was not one of them and they aren't one of mine.
Jon: That's not comforting at all.
Damian: May I remind you how we met?
Jon: I- oh right.
Tim: Sir-
Damian: No sir, just Damian. Jonathan may be annoying but he is a friend and ally. So, dagger.
Tim: Okay.
Jon: Oh wow he is a mini you.
Damian: Do not say that. Timothy was far smarter than I was at his age. Hiding this would have been the last thing I would have done under the same conditions.
Tim, perks up from the compliment: He is an ally?
Damian: Yes. Well he is for now.
Jon: Dames, got to hurt me like that?
Damian: The real question is why you are here?
Jon: Oh- That's like really embarrassing I should go- ACK-
Damian, tossing Tim dagger into the wall next to Jon's face: Answers Kent. Who sent you?
Jon: NO ONE I SWEAR! Geez your throwing skills are still up there.
Damian: You knew I was alive so either Thomas told my father and he told your father or you are hiding something else.
Jon: Eh-
Tim: Can I take him if he doesn't comply?
Jon: MURDEROUS MUCH?!
Damian: I might consider it.
Jon: Damian?!
Damian: My question.
Jon: Ra this is so embarrassing. Sometimes when I have bad days I like tuning into your heart beat. I did it for so long that I just got used to it, like an auto response.
Damian: A coincidence brought you here.
Jon: Look, you died. You died when I was off the planet of all times. It was so ingrained, can you really blame me? You are breathing, alive and well in front of me.
Damian: I suppose but what will you do with this information?
Jon: You are my best friend. This isn't your house and I am guessing since I didn't even hear about it your dad doesn't know? What do you want me to do?
Damian: Keep it to yourself.
Jon: Can I still come visit?
Damian: Not too often.
Jon: Yes!
Tim: Just a friend?
Damian: Yes Timothy.
Tim, mutters: Could have fooled me.
Jon: Huh?!
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I love a messy jondami situationships simply because they don't communicate thinking it's for the greater good but then they have the audacity to go be emo about it, like no! You're making it worse, stop putting yourself in these situations and go talk to each other!
I wanna know where people have lately gotten the audacity to leave comments on fanfics talking about how much the fanfic sucked and negatively critiquing an author's fic like it's a published book review.
It pisses me off cause I've seen authors abandoned or delete their fics because of this.
You're getting fanfics for FREE! No one asked for your opinion.
I hope y'all know as authors we get email notifications when you comment so we see EVERY comment that's been left.
We also can see the negative reviews you leave when you bookmark our fics