#emberassing

[1-naomi-2]

Damijon headcanon:

(This takes place around the time they are 16 to 17 years old—we'll pretend DC aging Jon up never happened) Headcanon that Damian does grow much taller as a young adult—he's been short during most of puberty and then one day he just *grew*. Like, *sprouted*. But still, Jon beat him to that, and is one of the only people who are actually taller than him, by about half a head or ¾ of a head (Damian reaches to about Jon's eyes or nose, depending how you want it).

So, due to this, Jon has developed a habit Damian would describe as utterly unnecessary and incredibly emberassing—whenever Jon hugs Damian, he has a habit of picking him up. Just.. keeps him in a normal hug for exactly .5 seconds, then lifts him just a bit off the ground so they are the same height. Bonus points, if Superboy's *really* excited, he might start floating a bit too, with Damian still in his arms.

The first time it happened in front of literally anyone, Damian was absolutely mortified and red with emberassment. Refused to look the person in front of whom it happened in the eyes for *months*.

(Said person was Bruce. He avoided his father in the manor like the fucking *plague*. Did not help that Bruce was equally mortified, given the fact he somehow had no damn idea Damian and Jon were even friends, much less dating. Dick has never been more amused. Tim had video proof of Batman and Robin pretending the other doesn't exist.)

[gerardwayburymeinblacksblog]

OKAY WAIT FIC IDEA like gerard takes reader on date, but like everything goes completely wrong and just at all in the way he wanted it too but of course the readers like fine with it and they make do with that they have so it’s mostly just like fluff

OKAY OKAY (so sorry I took so long with this)

MOVIE DATE 🍿🎥(gone wrong)

[gone wrong]

Gerard Way X FReader : Gerard way takes reader out on a movie date and everything goes PAINFULLY wrong and he feels emberassed

TAGS: FLUFF just fluff but very awkward I got embarrassed for him writing all this I’m sorry fictional Gerard !! Better luck next time buddy!

Also this is set in 2005 cause revenge of the sith came out that year

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“You ready?” You asked Gerard, despite the fact he came to pick you up and was walking you to his car. He just nodded, smiling sweetly and too busy making it to the other side of the car to open the passenger door.

Pull.

Door didn’t open. You just smile at him politely, you had known him for at least a couple months now and he had a charm of having no charm at all. It didn’t matter much because that lack of charm worked on you by now better than if it were there. Gerard dug in his pocket hastily for the key remote and in result the key fell, “fuck” he muttered picking it up and clicking the button to unlock firmly, the car made small unlock sound and he pulled the handle again.

Pull.

Pull.

Did. Not. Open.

Gerard ran a hand through his hair with a sigh.

“Is the door stuck?” You asked trying to relieve some of the weird awkward tension. He giggled awkwardly in response, high pitched and shy. “Yeah, fuckin piece a’ junk” he opened the backseat door instead. “Sorry you gotta—….” You interrupted his mumbled apologies “oh-no! No it’s okay, really!” You got into the backseat.

The drive there would’ve been just as awkward but thank god for music and car stereos.

“What movie are we watching” you ask once walking next to him across the parking lot, there was no parking space near the front of course.

He seemed to light up at that question, “Star Wars, uhhh revenge of the sith you’ve watched Star Wars?” You nod, “really only watched the first movie.”Gerard smiled, he slowed down and started talking “really? Man you gotta watch all of them, everyone’s going crazy for this one there’s supposed to be like a huge fucking plot twist there was people campin last week when it came out,” he rambled hand moving dramatically as if he was actually painting the scene in the air, “the last movie was so great and I don’t wanna really spoil things but this is gonna spoil most of it anyway because it’s prequ-“

BEEPBEEP- BEEEEPPPP!!!

Gerard’s hands go back down and keeps walking, just now realizing he had been in the middle of the parking lot talking about Star Wars. You stifle a laugh because it’s hard not to laugh when he gets pink in the face. The car speeds off to be rude.

Inside, the line was long, Gerard hadn’t spoke since he got beeped at. At least you both weren’t late to the movie right? The person at the concession was some worn down teenager, very stoned. “How can i help …you?” He sighed. “Um can we get uh two?…no just…ah, a large tub of popcorn and.. can I get a Diet Coke?” Gerard asked seeming disturbed that teens were running the place, the stoned guy plops the large tub of popcorn on the counter along with the coke, “feryou?” He mumbled staring at you, “I’ll have an icee please.?”The kid got everything and added it up on the register.

“35.41”

Gerard grasps at his jeans pocket, then the other, and the other and the other. Looking even more distressed he felt up his jacket “fuck—…I left-I left my wallet in the”

“It- it’s ok I can pay” you offer sincerely, Gerard apologized to you for the hundredth time that evening.”shit. I’m sorry”

After paying you follow along Gerard to whatever theatre he was taking you both to. “M’sorry I don’t know how I even forget-“ you interrupt him again “it’s ok don’t apologize”, you couldn’t help but feel guilty at how much he was beating himself up over it, poor guy couldn’t catch a break.

You both go near theatre 12 and there was a man collecting tickets, Gerard grabs your arm gently to stop you from walking. “They were in my wallet.” He says like it’s a world destroying declaration. “The tickets?”

“The tickets.”

“Oh” you couldn’t really say much at this point, this was awkward and embarrassing for you now too because he was staring at you like you would come up with some grand solution. Which you ended up doing.

“Wait you bought the tickets when?”

Gerard looked caught off guard by that question “this morning- I didn’t want the seats to be taken but-“awww cute he had been preparing for the date since this morning? Well it didn’t pay off.

“Okay we just sneak in….”you say trying to find some plan “just say we already checked in and we went to get get popcorn?”

Gerard pressed his lips together in thought deciding. He decided and just walked forward, you followed. At first you almost made it in until the ticket man gripped your shoulder yanked you back.

“Tickets.”

“Uh. We already gave them to you earlier.”

The ticket man just started at you then Gerard who gave the awkwardness smile. To avoid accumulating a line the ticket man just let you both in.

When you and Gerard got in your seats, Gerard sighed in relief like he was safe from whatever bad luck was obviously cursing him this day.

“At least we’re on time and didn’t miss any of the movie” he suggested

“Yea—“ Gerard knocked the popcorn over on you and on the ground, you managed to kind of catch the bucket.

“Ah shit” he complained “sorry just” he placed the bucket on your lap, “just have what’s left…”

The movie started but Gerard could even pay attention he was just reliving and regretting all his choices of today in his head.

When he brought you back to your place he insisted on paying you for the food but you refused and he gave up after 4 tries.

“Sorry about today.” He mumbled dissapointedly

“Hey it’s alright it was great” you lied cheerfully

“No I fucked it all up…. Can I make it up…take you to another movie but make everything go the way it’s supposed to” he asked like it hurt

“Uuuhhmm yeah! Yeah sure! Um anytime just call me…” you get out the car and wave goodbye and go inside.

Worst date ever.

He was the sweetest but maybe not kinda guy that’s good at dates in public. You decide to give him another chance for a second date, but not the movies, never again.

[sparklesinmysoul]

[klodas]

No because I accidentally followed a classmates art account on my main account instead of my art account and now they’re going to know I make edits of sims ☹️

[achilleasfury]

Jason finding a child that looks like his gay boss in his workshop/room and decides to raise it, after his lover just fucking dissapeared(part one)

(this kinda evolved from an idea based on @neerasrealm ) A child. There was a fucking child in his workshop. How the hell did the child get in here. And why the fuck did it look like Zalgo, but in tiny and annoying. And it cried. Why the fuck did it cry. And why the fuck did Jason know how to deal with a crying baby. Actually he didnt, but after picking the child up and cradling it for a few minutes, it went silent. For a second he hoped it just kinda died, but as he looked at it, it smiled at him. Why the fuck did a child smile at him. And where the actual fuck was Zalgo. The damn god had a lot to explain. He better would come home soon. Jason sighed, shifting the child on his waist. He had no idea what he should do now. The best probably would be to just wait for Zalgo and drink tea. Maybe strangle the infant, if it was too annoying, but who could predict the future? Jason couldnt. After a little preparation, Jason could put the child aside and make himself tea in peace. He then proceeded to just grab a random book, place himself on the couch next to the baby and relax. He quiet enjoyed the peace. For 30 minutes. After that period of time, the damn child started to fucking cry. As he looked to the baby, trying to figure out, what was wrong this time, his eyes lit up a little green. This silented the baby and it stared with big big eyes up to Jason, probably confused. Or exited. Because it started to laugh. What kind of magic man was Jason with children?? The ginger just put the child back down again, thinking about what humans and their offsprings needed to survive. Food. They needed food, just like him. And babys needed to be feed like every two hours. Jason just stared blankly at his tea. If he would have to keep this fucking child, he wouldnt be able to sleep long. “Oh fucking hell. This is horrible.” What did babys even eat? They didnt have teeth yet, so.. Jason got flashbacks from the ‘how to fuck’-lesson from his father. He was m a l e. He couldnt breastfeed a baby. But who could? And if noone could, what should he do then- panic rushed trough Jason. He didnt wanted to have to bury an infant. This couldnt be his legacy. This wouldnt be his legacy. Much to his exitement, a bottle of warm milk just fucking popped up besides him, like something was watching him and decided to gift him mercy. He looked up, shot a quick smile to the roof. Just to be nice and not get set on fire. He didnt wanted to have too much stuff to relate to Natalie and Jane. Another sigh escaped him. He already felt tired. If Zalgo wouldnt come back soon, Jason surely would lit something on fire. Arson seemed to be the perfect answer to everything now. He may should consider getting a therapist. And then sent the bill to Zalgo. After feeding the baby, he just put it down. “You need a name. What in the world even are you? You know, I hope its just a nightmare and I wake up later and you’re not there anymore. That would be perfect.”, Jason waited a few seconds, just for the dramatic effect. Then he looked up the gender of the infant, while trying not to cringe. “You’re a boy... And you look like a really really young Zalgo..”, he needed to think about that. “Fuck it, you’re just gonna be named Zacharias, Zach for short. Why? Because I want non-german and non-israeli speakers to suffer, when you’re going to be older.” Jason then proceeded to smile down on Zacharias, then look at him in absolute disgust as the baby vomited over himself. “This is a fucking joke, right? Are you fucking kidding me?”, Jasons eyes lit up comepletly green. He rememered why he was disgusted by young kids, and terrifyed by teenagers. After cleaning up this mess, searching after baby clothes, not finding any, then proceeding to sew some fitting ones, changing Zacharias’ clothes, and drinking a glass of red wine, Jason was comepletly done with everything. The best part of this was that Zacharias had fallen alseep during the clothes changing. And then Jason fell asleep next to him. (I WANTED IT TO BE LONGER, BUT IM JUST GETTING OUT OF AN BLOCKADE IM SORRYYY- I’ll try to upload the next part tomorrow or at last at wednesday :))

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anyway free blocklist in that post for radfems

[fandomboundold]

IM JUST GONNA LEAVE THIS HERE AND *RUUUNSSs* LOWE R THE VOLUME

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1n1IVWU7jpL

i was watching the animatic of 

https://bendythe-demon.tumblr.com/

and

https://ask-showstopper-bendy.tumblr.com/

IM JUST--WEIRD INMG SEFBVGTE BYE

[1-naomi-2]

DC headcanon!!

When Dick was like 9 years old and just starting out as Robin, he found it "rude" to call people like Superman and Wonder Woman plainly "Superman" and "Wonder Woman". So, little Dick Grayson began calling them "*Mr.* Superman" and "*Ms.* Wonder Woman".

Clark and Diana, obviously, found it the most adorable thing in the world, while Bruce was quietly dying inside knowing damn well what was to come.

Fast forward a few years later. Tensions rise between Dick and Bruce, and Dick leaves Gotham in favor of Jump City, forming his own team of heroes there—the Teen Titans.

My headcanon is that for the entire time Dick was Robin and in the Teen Titans, he did his absolute best to avoid bumping into Superman and Wonder Woman, purely because he was utterly embarrassed about the whole "Mr." and "Ms." thing. When he *did* bump into them, he tried his best to leave that habit behind, but it always came out when he was flustered, embarrassed, or over all uncomfortable, and they basically cooed over him like aunties at a babyshower.

He only managed to break the habit when he became older and became Nightwing, but Clark and Diana still felt the need to remind him of those embarrassing instances like they were cute childhood stories—because to some extent, they *were*, just not for Dick.