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[lockaccle]

Could you pherhaps draw Kayne and Arthur hugging?

(They both really Need a hug after what happend in the Finale)

Sweet, sweet delusion

[ilovemybruciewayne]

Jason doesn't like hugs.

Ever since his return... He can't stand them.

Not in the "oh, look at me, I'm so angsty" kind of way. No. They just... Make him feel suffocated. The heat, the pressure. It makes his skin crawl. Which is sad! And bad! Even more when you have a hugger for an older brother, or your friends also love to hug you. It sucks.

Everytime Dick backs up, hands up and an apologetic smile... Ugh! Fuck. It's horrible! Or Kory's face when he physically dodges her. God.

Though, for some reason, everytime Bruce had hug him, Jason didn't reject him. Which makes no sense at all, because that would mean he actually enjoys Bruce's hugs and that might be as well considered blasphemy towards his friends and family because... Bruce?! Of all people?! HIS hugs are the healing ones? Please...

Except... They kinda are.

Bruce had hugged him after Jason caught a bullet with his shoulder - yes, CAUGHT, he was NOT shot -, and Dick was ready at his side to catch Jason's fists before he could hit Bruce when the panic hit him. Only for Jason to absolutely melt into the hug, a small sigh in comfort, while his dad stroked his hair (the pained look on Dick's face might hunt him forever, but that's another trauma to add later on his book of traumas).

The second time was after a rough fight between them. Apparently, Bruce had been working on his emotional responses with his children. Jason was completely flabbergasted when the man screamed, grunted, turned around in frustration, covered his face, gave a long sigh and turned back to face him in a matter of three seconds... Only to power walk towards him, and force him into an embrace.

Thank god they were alone, because the way Jason cried that day would give Tim blackmail material for DECADES.

The third time was initiated by Jason.

They were all sitting in the kitchen of the manor. Jason looked around, it was his first time entering the now completely remodeled place. Pennyworth Manor, Bruce had named it. Jason wasn't there the day he showed it to everyone, of course he wasn't there. He was never there. Fuck he really sucks as a son, huh?

He turned to face Bruce when he heard him call his name. No. His nickname. His face was blurry, and Jason had to look to the ground. He felt a hand next to his, and he grabbed it, pulling, making Bruce stumble and fall on his chest. Jason circled the big, scarred, loving back of his father with his arms, pressing his nose on Bruce's shoulder. He didn't apologize, not yet. But maybe his dad understood, and maybe the way his hands found Jason's own back was acceptance of his regret.

The next time they hugged, he was crying again. It might as well be standard procedure at this point. Except that this wasn't at all standard for them... They had been fighting some sort of alien threat, and the Justice League was there. And Bruce had called him in. He had called for him...

His dad looked up at him from where Jason had placed him, resting his head over his lap. Greyish eyes filled with love. Jason covered the tarnished body with his own, an incomplete hug without Bruce being able to return it. They were alone, amidst the debris and the fire of the destruction after the fight; the far away sounds of the heroes mute on his ears as his own cries echoed between the ruins of his dad's body. Bruce did try to hug him, and Jason could only cry harder. Too scared to move him. Too scared to give him a decent hug, kneeling over Bruce's blood, screaming for help as nobody arrived.

After what felt like an eternity, after his throat was rough from screaming, after his knees were numb against the burning floor, he dragged them both against a wall. Hope lost in the smoke and the ashes.

He looked up, incapable of seeing anything besides the remains of the building. Please, please, at least let him die next to him. Don't come for him when they didn't come for his dad. Please.

Bruce fell over his shoulder, and Jason panicked. He went to check his pulse... And Bruce raised a trembling hand, grabbing his upper arm, trying to pull him against himself. Jason heard his own wails as he leaned into his dad's lame attempt of a hug.

He regained conscience when Superman freed them from inside the building.

He wishes to erase the memory of the symbol of hope incarnated falling to his knees with a scream of pure rage and pain in front of him.

God. Jason really doesn't like hugs.

[nanowatzophina]

Two for one special today!!

got a lil Mates gc <3

Asher got eggos, hot chocolate, and an oreo yo crunch! yogurt for his lovely mate. They then spend the day eating chocolate in bed and playing video games in a pillow fort.

David made a proper breakfast for his mate and they spend the whole day out and about doing different date things, visiting the parks and a museum, going out to brunch and then dinner then the movies.

Milo and Sweetheart go on a hike and see a beautiful waterfall, they go to the store together and go select good snacks and foods and go home to watch romcoms together.

Tank and Sam sleep late and then spend the day kissin and cuddling, Sam makes Tank breakfast though Tank complains about wanting to stay in bed. and then go out for a fancy dinner once evening hits.

[tategaminu]

How funny would it be if Rayla and Callum tried so hard for Sarai's first words to be moma or dada for her to suddenly spit out "AAWAVOS" or "DWAGON"

[dykesevika]

happy pride month <3

Men DNI

[dovewingkinnie]

ngl i wanna try making a secret of the mimic au where it feels more like old fnaf not gameplay-wise of course, i liked the gameplay, but everything else didnt have the energy of what fnaf used to be i dont know how i'd even do this though so we'll see

[lavandulawrites]

Do I start playing Wuthering Waves again just for this man? ↓ He’s soooo hot oml. Just my type 🤭 Plus I kinda miss Scar…

Edit: I did hihi

[morbiiraw]

80s john x 80s paul x reader (age gap)

PLEASE SOMEONE ., I HAVE MENTAL ISSUES AND NEED THIS TO BE A THING