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kikibug13 replied to your post:guys alex is being really mean and i feel bad...
… my reaction is ‘well that’s been a while’ mixed with 'Ham is going to Ham hard and then probably regret it really hard too.’
this is true. i have thought about it.
OKAY BUT REALLY REALLY REALLY RANDOM ASK I seem to recall at some point you went re Watsky and Rafa 'TWO FAST RAPPERS FROM THE BAY WHO USED TO LIVE IN THE SAME BUILDING OF COURSE THEY KNOW EACH OTHER' and am I right did you say this and also SOURCE ON THE TWO OF THEM LIVING IN THE SAME BUILDING if it was you? <3
i am sorry, darling, while i live in the bay, i have ZERO idea what you are talking about. i am utterly baffled.
A very happy sliiightly belated birthday! (Yaaay more aquariuses I MEAN ahem.) I hope it was a lovely day!
Thank you!
kikibug13 replied to your post “Here’s the thing about Jean, as written before Bendis: She’s not...”
Oh, I wasn't judging Jean, and I hope I've made that seen both in plurk and here. I'm judging the HELL out of Bendis. Because he has no clue how to do these things. And it's not what Jean would do.
I didn’t mean you, Kiki! <3 But, um, certainly other people.
kikibug13 replied to your post: kikibug13 said: I’d say Buck...
Y E P. That about covers it. While I, instead of trying to prefer one over the other, will rejoice in what I can get (with proper writing) for each of them. And poke Marvel to get Sharon back asap, right now.
YEAH. (And I mean - there's nothing wrong with preferring Bucky! But when you praise him for the same things you bash Sharon for, I'mma side-eye you HARD.)
I want Sharon to come back and headline her own series. Without Steve.
kikibug13 replied to your post:kikibug13 replied to your post:kikibug13 answered...
And thanks for the fic! Now imagine if Damian is young enough that they can stuff him in an overly padded snowsuit…
omfg I wish I could art.
kikibug13 replied to your post:kikibug13 answered your question:Prompts...
Ohhh I love it! And the fact that ‘he’s my son’ applies, well, TO BOTH OF THEM.
yes! I totally thought of that. ... only I didn't but it does and now I feel smart. Thanks for the prompt :D
kikibug13 answered your question:Prompts PLEASE?
Can’t really do hetalia. But YJ!Dick discovering bitty Damian…
I'll take it!
"So then I was a little more turbed by the whole thing but still, it- I'll call you later." Dick clicked his phone off and slid it into his pocket, frowning. Something was amiss and he couldn't figure out what it was while on the phone to Wally. He could tell there was someone here, and he was pretty sure it wasn't Bruce.
Moving further into the cave, he kept to the shadows. Stealth was easy here, he knew every inch of this place, how deep the shadows were, where to step to avoid sound. A small figure came into view, younger than himself, potentially even younger than Billy. He was stood in the centre of the cave with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. Despite Dick's considerable skill, he seemed to stiffen slightly, like he'd realised someone was approaching.
Dropping the pretence (but not his wariness), Dick moved forward, eyes fixed on the small figure. The way he held himself said warrior, and Dick was the very last person who was going to underestimate someone just because they were a kid.
"Who are you?" he asked casually, assessing as he spoke. Trying to look confident and uncaring but obviously on edge. He recognised it. The kid obviously still felt like he had something to prove.
"Who's asking?" the kid shot back, all bristle and bravado and Dick couldn't help but grin a little, as he usually did when faced with such pure aggression.
"The person whose house you're standing in." He replied casually, glad at least he was still wearing his glasses. Bruce would string him up for any sort of identity slip-ups.
"Funny, you don't look like father." The kid replied with cool arrogance and didn't that just take the wind out of Dick's sails all at once, because what?
"...Who are you?" he asked again, harder this time, not quite as casual. He needed to know.
"Damian." Another voice interrupted, and for someone who built his whole career around drama he really didn't have any sense of it, because as Batman walked into the room to join them, it was in a total calm tone of voice that he announced "he's my son."
-Fin-
((because I'm evil I guess? Anyway there you go I hope you like it and it wasn't too faily, just a quick little scribble. Thanks for helping :) ))
