Daughter of the Guardian, One Day a Guardian

Gwendoline "Gwen" Harper, a Cadmus clone of Jim Harper/Guardian, his adoptive daughter, and the apple of his eye. I one day aspire to be like Daddy. Indie!Gwen Harper blog Will roleplay for Arrow, DC Comics, and Young Justice Tiny!Gwen: Francesca Capaldi Older!Gwen: Rachel Hurd-Wood and Jane Levy

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One of my favorite magical girls idk bout u tho

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Sudden Conversation In Public Sentence Starters

“Did that asshole just cut in line up there? Jeez.” “So is it always this busy, or did I just pick a great day to come in?” “–Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.” “I like your dress/shirt/hat/etc.!” “Would it be okay if I change the channel? I wanna watch the game.” “Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?” “Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.” “Are you done with that power outlet?” “Excuse me. I think I’m lost. Could you tell me how to get to Main Street/other location?” “Do you happen to have any spare change? I need it for the bus.” “Could I borrow your cell phone? Mine just died and I need to make an urgent call.” “Tough luck, buddy.” “Sorry, I know this is awkward, but…this stall doesn’t have any toilet paper…” “Hey, are you all right? You look upset.”

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[canary-noir]

“Hey, sweetheart.  You keeping your daddy on his toes?”

@littlegwenharper

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen nodded. “I guess,” she said with a small smile. “Work has been very dangerous for him, though. And I keep telling him he needs a girlfriend.” She giggled to herself. “But still, some missions are so dangerous that he doesn’t come home until past midnight.” She tilted her head. “What do you think about that?”

Talking to Auntie Dinah was a relief, though she didn’t know if she could tell anyone else, not even her teachers or friends. Even though she knew Auntie Dinah was in a relationship, from what she last saw, Gwen thought that if she had to choose a stepmother for herself, she would have chosen the blonde in front of her.

[theguardianofmetropolis]

@littlegwenharper

“Careful, honey, don’t give the dog chocolate. He’ll get sick. And don’t you eat too much either, you’ll spoil your appetite.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen’s ears burned, and she scowled and stuck out her tongue at her father. “Taz likes chocolate,” she hotly replied. “I give it to him when he wants it.”

[theguardianofmetropolis]

“Just because he likes it doesn’t mean it’s good for him. Chocolate makes dogs sick. You don’t want him getting sick, do you?” He scratched behind Taz’s ears.

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen pouted with a look of self-shame. “No...” Then her face  straightened. “Well, what...ev-eidance, is it, do you have that chocolate will give him a sick belly?” She knelt down and scratched Taz’s stomach, making him growl in a liking manner.

[theguardianofmetropolis]

@littlegwenharper

“Careful, honey, don’t give the dog chocolate. He’ll get sick. And don’t you eat too much either, you’ll spoil your appetite.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen’s ears burned, and she scowled and stuck out her tongue at her father. “Taz likes chocolate,” she hotly replied. “I give it to him when he wants it.”

[theguardianofmetropolis]

"Hey, Dad, what do you want to do for Father's Day?" She poked her nose in his bedroom and giggled. "May I come in?"

Taz responded before Jim did, running over to her with a wag of his short tail. Jim lifted his head and squinted at the clock. “Ask me again after coffee,” he groaned. “C’mere, monkey.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen let herself enjoy a satisfied smirk and giggled. She liked it when Dad played with her hair. He even tried braiding it a few weeks ago, but he gave up and called almost all of her superpowered “aunts” for help. “Dys-lex-i-a,” she repeated. It’s not? Then why do some of the kids laugh at me or…” She swallowed, wondering why she kept this private for so long. “Sometimes, even my teacher gets impatient when I read in class.” She lifted her head. “What are you not good at?” 

[theguardianofmetropolis]

Gwen’s hair was unmanageable. That was all there was to it. He couldn’t be blamed for giving up with the braids. “Because some people are assholes. Most teachers aren’t trained to deal with it. They don’t know how to do anything about it so they don’t. Plus, they’re paid like shit. Some are good but a lot just get too tired from students who don’t care to help much.” Jim snorted a little. “I once had a teacher tell me, ‘Some people are good at math, some people are good at art. You aren’t good at anything.’”

[littlegwenharper]

As her father raked through her locks, Gwen sighed. “They are? I mean, I know I have an asshole teacher, but isn’t that why they have to go to college first to bed a teacher? What do you mean about how they’re paid like shit?” Gwen swallowed and was afraid Dad was going to be a little ticked that she repeated his dirty words. “You mean…you had a teacher who told you that?” she asked as she jabbed at his chest. “What were you good at in school?”

[theguardianofmetropolis]

“They do. But teacher’s school only just started teaching about this stuff. Most teachers started teaching before anyone even thought dyslexia was a thing. Teachers don’t make much, especially not for what they do.” Jim could hardly scold her for repeating what he said. Jim hummed in thought. “Me? Oh, well… gym class. I was very good at that.”

[littlegwenharper]

“Really?” Gwen wrinkled her nose at the thought of somebody becoming an elementary school teacher without thinking of how to help someone who struggled to read. “Well, how much do they make? As much as you?” She lifted an eyebrow. “Gym class? That’s it? Gym’s so boring!”

[theguardianofmetropolis]

"Hey, Dad, what do you want to do for Father's Day?" She poked her nose in his bedroom and giggled. "May I come in?"

Taz responded before Jim did, running over to her with a wag of his short tail. Jim lifted his head and squinted at the clock. “Ask me again after coffee,” he groaned. “C’mere, monkey.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen let herself enjoy a satisfied smirk and giggled. She liked it when Dad played with her hair. He even tried braiding it a few weeks ago, but he gave up and called almost all of her superpowered “aunts” for help. “Dys-lex-i-a,” she repeated. It’s not? Then why do some of the kids laugh at me or…” She swallowed, wondering why she kept this private for so long. “Sometimes, even my teacher gets impatient when I read in class.” She lifted her head. “What are you not good at?” 

[theguardianofmetropolis]

Gwen’s hair was unmanageable. That was all there was to it. He couldn’t be blamed for giving up with the braids. “Because some people are assholes. Most teachers aren’t trained to deal with it. They don’t know how to do anything about it so they don’t. Plus, they’re paid like shit. Some are good but a lot just get too tired from students who don’t care to help much.” Jim snorted a little. “I once had a teacher tell me, ‘Some people are good at math, some people are good at art. You aren’t good at anything.’”

[littlegwenharper]

As her father raked through her locks, Gwen sighed. “They are? I mean, I know I have an asshole teacher, but isn’t that why they have to go to college first to bed a teacher? What do you mean about how they’re paid like shit?” Gwen swallowed and was afraid Dad was going to be a little ticked that she repeated his dirty words. “You mean...you had a teacher who told you that?” she asked as she jabbed at his chest. “What were you good at in school?”

[theguardianofmetropolis]

"Hey, Dad, what do you want to do for Father's Day?" She poked her nose in his bedroom and giggled. "May I come in?"

Taz responded before Jim did, running over to her with a wag of his short tail. Jim lifted his head and squinted at the clock. “Ask me again after coffee,” he groaned. “C’mere, monkey.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen made kissing noises as she scratched around the dog’s ears and hugged him. She then reached into the hallway and showed her father the Batman “World’s Best Detective” mug steaming with black coffee and carefully walked over to the main bed. She handed her father the mug and clapped for Taz to jump onto the bed with father and daughter.

[theguardianofmetropolis]

Taz licked her face, panting happily as if he hadn’t seen her in days. Jim sat up with a yawn. He took the mug and kissed the side of her head. “And don’t I have the best daughter in the world.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen panted back at the dog and blew him a kiss. She nestled against the side of her father’s body and the crook of his arm. “You sure do! Who else has a daughter who actually likes doing chores…” Then her face fell. “But wait? What’s that thing called again? You said I may have taken it from Roy, but it’s when you can’t read or see words well?”

[theguardianofmetropolis]

Jim tucked her against his side, letting Taz lie across his legs. “Not anyone I know of.” He pushed some of her hair back. “It’s called dyslexia. And it’s not a bad thing, honey. Roy’s got it, and he’s one of the smartest people I know. Not everyone’s good at everything.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen let herself enjoy a satisfied smirk and giggled. She liked it when Dad played with her hair. He even tried braiding it a few weeks ago, but he gave up and called almost all of her superpowered “aunts” for help. “Dys-lex-i-a,” she repeated. It’s not? Then why do some of the kids laugh at me or...” She swallowed, wondering why she kept this private for so long. “Sometimes, even my teacher gets impatient when I read in class.” She lifted her head. “What are you not good at?”

[theguardianofmetropolis]

"Hey, Dad, what do you want to do for Father's Day?" She poked her nose in his bedroom and giggled. "May I come in?"

Taz responded before Jim did, running over to her with a wag of his short tail. Jim lifted his head and squinted at the clock. “Ask me again after coffee,” he groaned. “C’mere, monkey.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen made kissing noises as she scratched around the dog’s ears and hugged him. She then reached into the hallway and showed her father the Batman “World’s Best Detective” mug steaming with black coffee and carefully walked over to the main bed. She handed her father the mug and clapped for Taz to jump onto the bed with father and daughter.

[theguardianofmetropolis]

Taz licked her face, panting happily as if he hadn’t seen her in days. Jim sat up with a yawn. He took the mug and kissed the side of her head. “And don’t I have the best daughter in the world.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen panted back at the dog and blew him a kiss. She nestled against the side of her father’s body and the crook of his arm. “You sure do! Who else has a daughter who actually likes doing chores...” Then her face fell. “But wait? What’s that thing called again? You said I may have taken it from Roy, but it’s when you can’t read or see words well?”

[theguardianofmetropolis]

"Hey, Dad, what do you want to do for Father's Day?" She poked her nose in his bedroom and giggled. "May I come in?"

Taz responded before Jim did, running over to her with a wag of his short tail. Jim lifted his head and squinted at the clock. “Ask me again after coffee,” he groaned. “C’mere, monkey.”

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen made kissing noises as she scratched around the dog’s ears and hugged him. She then reached into the hallway and showed her father the Batman “World’s Best Detective” mug steaming with black coffee and carefully walked over to the main bed. She handed her father the mug and clapped for Taz to jump onto the bed with father and daughter.

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NEPAL, Kathmandu : A man walks through rubble of houses damaged by the earthquake in Bhaktapur near Kathmandu on April 28, 2015. Hungry and desperate villagers rushed towards relief helicopters in remote areas of Nepal on April 28, begging to be airlifted to safety, four days after a monster earthquake killed nearly 4,500 people.  AFP PHOTO/MENAHEM KAHANA                        

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Posted in the student union

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chris pratt has kind words for jimmy [x]

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[littlegwenharper]

"Yeah, I guess," Gwen nodded. "And thank you for being willing to defend my father. Well, I think Math can be complicated, since the teacher wants us to have known everything by now, but…I wasn’t exactly programmed yet to know addition and subtraction. Well, could I...

[littlegwenharper]

Gwen lightly pouted and nodded. "Nevertheless," she said, "I think you'd still be a good teacher." She jumped onto his lap and snuggled against his chest. He smelled clean and felt skinny. He might need more food stuffed into him.

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words that only young justice fans will understand

Aster

Traught

Outfiltrated

Whelmed

Turbed

Warehome

Chalant

So crash

Crashing the mode

Feeling the Mode

Spitfire

Museum heist

Neptunes beard

Noted

Hello Megan!

please reblog and make the list longer if you know more! (even if you don’t like some)

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[littlegwenharper]

Gwen narrowed her eyes. Was Roy aware of something she did not know? Was Dean in for Daddy’s money? “Perhaps,” she said, “but I don’t want him to hurt Daddy. What would you do if he did? Agreed, I hate everything in Math, but it’s easy, but the teacher makes it boring.”...

[littlegwenharper]

"Yeah, I guess," Gwen nodded. "And thank you for being willing to defend my father. Well, I think Math can be complicated, since the teacher wants us to have known everything by now, but...I wasn't exactly programmed yet to know addition and subtraction. Well, could I contact the other Roy? He might be a good teacher."