kit. 22. any pronouns. AO3
dc comics & aftg enjoyer, scientist, lover of complaining. previously known as @ninety-two-bees

Kiana Khansmith
Claire Keane

Love Begins
hello vonnie
Xuebing Du
Misplaced Lens Cap
we're not kids anymore.

shark vs the universe

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
trying on a metaphor
Cosmic Funnies
Cosimo Galluzzi
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
cherry valley forever

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kit. 22. any pronouns. AO3
dc comics & aftg enjoyer, scientist, lover of complaining. previously known as @ninety-two-bees
lesbians will be like yeah I've got one man I'd marry. and they bring out a photo of clark fucking kent
crawling out of my cave with more WIP snippets instead of actually writing any of the fics i have planned
idk when (if) this fic will ever see the light of day but i am finally kinda back to writing and branching out to writing about my favourite little tv show 🤭
I never feel more 'are ya winnin', son???' than when I need to do literally anything on instagram other than post photos, so if you'd like to see my sad attempt at a probably already played-out meme, the reel version of this is over there. XD But I liked the snoot view of Krypto, so here we go!
a moment of (weakness) comfort
i have zero time to write and also have a chest infection so i (once again) present to you the opening of my andreil fic that’s rotting in my drafts
a lesson in laying your armour down
19,235 words | T | batfamily & superbat
They knew from the beginning that there was no coming back from this. Darkseid had already taken everything from them, and if they wanted to rebuild—if they wanted to buy themselves some more time with the people they love before it was all lost again—this was their only choice. With his children dead at his feet, and with everyone he had ever tried to protect long gone, Bruce was ready to dig his own grave. The mission was over. He had failed. Even those left standing—Clark, Diana, J’onn, Barry—were hanging on by a thread. There were a few others too, but Bruce couldn’t pull himself out of his grief long enough to register who was still standing. Even as the final plan, their last chance, was being discussed, Bruce felt a million miles away. Absolution finds him where he least deserves it.
thank you my beloved @velanavis for reminding me this WIP exists
something very special to me about tiny baby damian wayne 🤲
they are sickeningly in love it would seem
son boy
BRUCE GETTING HURT BECAUSE HIS KIDS WERE RECKLESS
sorry for screaming <3
Bruce, actively bleeding out: this is fine
Dick: I’m going to throw myself off the Gotham Harbor bridge
first time trying to write from the pov of a miserable old guy 👍
do you think he’s capable of love even though he’s from new jersey