aidanvonloopy a réagi à votre billet “You know what’s the worst? French cis straight men. I’ve never known...”
I have been saying this a long time (even if it's just a joke but STILL)
It’s not a joke, it’s the truth

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aidanvonloopy a réagi à votre billet “You know what’s the worst? French cis straight men. I’ve never known...”
I have been saying this a long time (even if it's just a joke but STILL)
It’s not a joke, it’s the truth
Dude Balthazar is the COOLEST
it ISSSSSS
my mum says she hates it but i just told her that if i dont get it, my firstborn will
tuckington?
(That’s pretty wide open so I’m gonna try the dragon Age AU, Rena suggested.)
Laverinus Tucker did not look like a mercenary.
Washington knew mercenaries; he’d met plenty of types during his time with the Seeker. He understood how they worked, how they traded for favors, how a good word could mean as much as a pocket full of coin. He’d been introduced to the tallest of Quanari soldiers, and to the smallest assassins the Carta had to offer. Three years of being a Seeker had given him a chance to meet every kind of sell sword Thedas had to offer, Washington himself included. So it was fair to say that David Washington knew mercenaries.
Lavernius Tucker was unlike any mercenary he’d ever met.
“Look man,” he said, arms folded on the table. The bar around them was crowded, filled with all sorts, and Washington was beginning to understand why it was such a popular destination in Kirkwall. “You want info on the recent possessions. Fine, I’m willing to work with that. But you can’t expect me to take a job with my instructions being “find the Alpha” and nothing else.”
A barmaid dropped a tankard of ale next to Wash and Wash resisted the urge to flinch. Why did all the ale in Kirkwall smell of piss? He attempted to focus on Tucker. “Why not? You’re a mercenary. Your job is to do what I ask of you, not to ask questions.”
Tucker shook his head, clucking his tongue. “No, that would be my job if I was a good mercenary. Which I’m not; I’m more around subpar.”
Washington stared. “And this is supposed to be a vote of confidence to your employment.”
“No. Blue Team is fucking effective man; you’d be dumb not to hire us,” Tucker took a long sip of his drink before speaking again. “I’m just saying that we don’t go in without anything but a command. Bad shit happens when we do that. Like our mage losing a toe.”
“Caboose would have lost a toe anyway!” One of the bar patrons cried. He was another warrior like Tucker, his plate rather light weight for his class. A giant broadsword hung over his back which, given the man’s large frame, suited him. Washington recognized the logo on his armor at once; he was from the rival mercenary gang. That was the other weird thing about Kirkwall; the two sell sword groups, and declared nemesis's were perfectly fine with sharing a bar and buying each other a pint.
Marchers. Washington would never understand them.
“Shut the fuck up Grif, I’m trying to close a job!” Tucker yelled back. He turned his attention back to Washington. “Look, we’ll do it, but I need a little more to go on. I have a son to feed. Can’t exactly leave him high and dry.”
“A son?”
Tucker’s eyes lit up and he fumbled around in his pockets. He pulled out a scrap of paper and placed it flat on the desk. “Yeah! Junior’s fucking awesome! Look! Simmons sketched him for me!”
Washington looked down at the paper to find himself staring at a baby Quanari.
He was wrong before. Lavernius Tucker wasn’t strange for a mercenary. he was strange for a man.
How about, your favorite band or your favorite movie
i always say my favorite band is Green Day, but Fall Out Boy is an extremely close second B)
my favorite movie is probably Forrest Gump hahahahha
((what about your favorite band/movie :D))
In human history, there was a man named Cromwell who fought against his king in a revolt. After Cromwell was victorious, he acted like a king. Also, much later, there was a man named Stalin who claimed he fought for equality, but ended up being a dictator. Sound like Megatron, or no?
Not particularly. Megatron was erratic and unpredictable at the end, but he did treat everyone under his command as equals, more or less.
When it came to fuel and warmth, he never took anything for himself that the Eradicons were denied.
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ok, if that’s the same guy that’s some character development. I must get this game.
a) it’s not the same guy pff they’re three different characters (.....mostly)
b) DONT GET THIS GAME DONT MAKE MY MISTAKES
For the meme, if you are still doing it; conquer the world
OH HELL YES
I want to _____ you.
Mind if I ask what the fuck is going on
CAN I ASK THE SAME THING