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hollowhornets · 1 year
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the brainrots gotten to me im thinking about very early harbinger (webtoon)dottore and pantalone having like this silly puppy love thing thats painfully obvious to everyone but themselves
like dottore just excitedly rambling about his experiments and ideas to pantalone because hes the only one whos been willing to ACTUALLY listen to them in god knows how long
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The weirdest things become ‘your job’ for the silliest reason’s sometimes
Like, tv time should not really be a ‘job’ but it is my husband’s job because you’ll have to fist fight me to get me to do anything with a tv 😂😂😂
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the-coffee-fandom · 2 years
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Inspired by @miraculousmelodies and absolutely not based off of me
Happy birthday to Tim Drake! Have a short drabble in celebration.
Tim sighed annoyed as he walked into the room. Marinette looked up over the rim of her mug with a raised brow.
"What are you sighing about?" She asked before taking another sip of her caffeinated beverage.
He looked at her, she could have sworn she saw a glint of suspicion in his eyes before it was gone, and told her, "My favorite hoodie is gone. My red one."
Marinette set her cup down as she saw the disappointment on his face. She grabbed the extra cup of coffee she had made before the break room had run out of coffee grounds and held it out for him silently. Tim looked at her and a small smile crossed his features. She couldn't help but smile back slightly as he took it and took a sip.
"I'll find it eventually. Thanks Mari."
She gave him a nod and a wide smile. He walked behind her and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head and a soft hand to her shoulder before he left to go to his own office.
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"Tt stop complaining."
That was the first thing Marinette heard when she entered her boyfriends house. She closed the door and peaked into the living room to see Damian sitting annoyed in the couch, leaning back with his arms crossed with a scowl while Tim was pacing the opposite side of the room looking as if he had run his hands through his hair multiple times out of stress.
"But this has to be more then coincidence!"
"Of course it is don't be stupid. They'll show up again. They always do."
"What's going on?" Marinette asked as she stepped in the room, slightly hesitant to do so.
Both heads snapped toward her, immediately relaxing when they saw her.
"Drake is being insufferable."
"AM NOT!" Tim yelled defensively, "Damian lost his only pair of fluffy socks. And it wasn't Titus or Alfred. Alfred said he hasn't seen them in the wash either."
"Huh."
"Its not a big deal," Damian rolled his eyes as he stood up, "its not like I wear them often. Just a slight inconvenience."
Marinette nodded as Damian walked past her out of the room. She walked over to her boyfriend. He looked down at her and gave her a pleasing look.
"I'm not crazy you know."
Marinette gave him a sweet smile and brushed the loose wisps of his hair that he'd let grow out a lot behind his ear, "of course not."
He gave her a relieved smile and embraced her.
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"Hey have any of you seen my bracelets?" Dick inquired as he popped his head into the room.
Jason looked at him incredulously, "you wear bracelets?"
Dick shrugged and gave a grin, "something wrong with that?"
Marinette giggled from besides Jason, "Absolutely not. You wear what you want."
Dick gave her a big smile before his face grew a bit more serious, "anyway, any of you see it?"
Jason and Marinette looked to each other before turning back to him and shaking their heads in negative affirmation. Dick sighed.
"Ok thanks anyway."
He walked away leaving them once again to their reading. Jason immediately had his nose back in his book so Marinette followed suit. It was a while later that Jason said something again.
"If you see a pair of my suspenders, give them to me, yeah?"
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Marinette huffed annoyed as Bruce stood in front of the tv. She just wanted to cuddle up with her boyfriend and watch a movie.
"Have either of you seen my tie?"
"No? Why would we have?"
Bruce's eye brows creased together, "Clothing just seems to be going missing a lot."
Tim nodded thoughtfully as he added his two cents, "I recently lost my suit jacket and my favorite pair of sweat pants still haven't returned from the wash."
Bruce nodded silently, as if lost in thought, and walked out the room with nothing else said.
"Hopefully it will all turn up soon," Marinette sighed, cuddling back into her boyfriends side.
"Yeah. Hopefully."
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Marinette opened her closet. Today was an easy day. Tim was out, she didn't have to go to work, no one needed her. She just wanted to slip on something comfy and bake some treats.
She picked through her clothes and didn't see anything she wanted. Her foot hit something soft and she looked down to see a pile of clothes sitting at the bottom of her closet. She bent down and picket up a suit jacket, rubbing the fabric between her fingers as her eye brows creased together wondering how it got there.
"Wait...do I steal clothes?" She asked herself.
She dropped the jacket back into the pile of random clothes; bracelet, tie, suspenders, multiple hoodies, socks, and more. She stared at it for a moment more.
"...nah," She said as she closed the closet doors, grabbing a red hoodie that was lying on the floor and slipped it over her head and left the room for baking.
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Babe those aren't rarepairs those are crackships
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dreamed-for-not · 3 months
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Getting new Alex and Elizabeth singing Beetlejuice content wasn’t on my 2024 bingo card.
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willowser · 7 months
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your little angel of a son inherits katsuki's bad temper, and it manifests in his terrible fours.
there's an awful little shriek that echoes throughout the house and katsuki is on his feet and halfway to the living room before his eyes are even open—but the only danger awaiting him there is a pouty little brat.
his son is sitting amidst a swarm of toys that have been strewn about haphazardly, and his arms are crossed and big fat tears are in his eyes and he looks mad as all hell. you do, too, sitting across from him with a deep frown, holding the ripped page of a book from his little shelf.
"no sir," you warn, "we do not treat our things this way."
you incite a meltdown.
katsuki feels his own temper flaring—half from shock and awe at his little mini-me and also from the exhaustion wearing him thin—when your son kicks his legs out in a burst of rage, letting out another little shriek of anger. your cheeks puff up, wearing the same furious expression, and at the hiss of his name, the little brat jumps to his feet and snatches a toy truck nearby and launches it across the room.
"oi!"
your son's attention snaps to katsuki, startled, losing a hint of anger as he pouts at the floor.
"what'd she just tell you?" and when he gets no response, katsuki prods with a, "hah? answer me."
but the little boy only stamps his little feet and grunts out a furious, wordless sound that has katsuki's lip curling. you let out a heavy sigh, shaking your head at him before frowning down at the torn page in your hands, and then katsuki is planting a hand on the back of his son's head and steering him towards the front door.
"time to take a walk."
the boy goes, even though his arms are crossed and his eyes are downcast. he only resists once, as katsuki tries to shove his little feet into his shoes.
"i don't wanna." he mumbles, face scrunched and wet before promptly looking away.
"i didn't ask."
"hmm!"
katsuki has to resist the urge to pinch his own son.
they get out the door eventually, and the little boy stomps along for the most part, no longer needing a guiding hand on the back of his head once they get around the block a time or two. neither of them say anything.
fatherhood has taught katsuki a lot of things, which was expected, but the one thing that's surprised him is—he's learned all the things he doesn't want his son to be.
the first of them being angry. not the way katsuki was, mean and selfish, throughout his childhood; hateful and careless, in his teens; shut off and simmering, even now.
he waits until the tension has melted off his little shoulders, until his little face has dried and evened out. his arms swing at his sides, occasionally coming up to wipe his snot with the back of his hand, and he eyes the few wildflowers they pass with a little hum and a small smile.
katsuki tugs once on his ear, frowning down at the little brat when he peeks up at him. "that how you're supposed to treat your mama?"
he doesn't answer at first, leaning his head all the way back and clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, until katsuki stops walking. "no, sir."
"how you s'posed to treat her?"
"with love."
"how you s'posed to treat your toys?"
"with care."
"uh-huh," katsuki squishes his son's cheeks in his hand, shaking his head lightly from side to side until he starts giggling. "that how you acted today?"
"no, sir."
"that how y'r gonna act again?"
"no, sir."
"okay," katsuki murmurs, nodding once before letting him free. the little boy bounces on his feet and sucks on his lip, grinning when his tummy is pinched. "now pick those for your mama."
and he does, carefully plucking a small handful of flowers from the grass as they make their way back home, and just before he runs up the steps to the house, katsuki's little angel of a son hands him the biggest one.
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bbaycon · 9 months
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You can’t gimme two dragon men and expect me to not crave to see them together … YOU CAN’T
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Gotta click for a better quality tho - I
Gosh I love Neuvillette
If he’s not the hydro dragon then WHAT
Have I just went crazy the moment he came out to the point where i couldnt focus on anything else .. maybe yes maybe not
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sambuchito · 7 months
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shut up watch this
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mee1414 · 3 days
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Solar farmer
Day 11 - Pearlescentmoon
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Kakashi’s Sussano funko is on it’s way to me 🥰🥰🥰 I’m so excited
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skylersprompts · 5 months
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DC x DP Prompt *21*
In a normal Situation Tim wouldn’t be looking into his family history, but he hadn’t slept for the last four days and had been subjected to one of Bruce’s Galas. A Gala were he heard some of his parents ‘friends’ gossip about him.
“He really doesn't look like either of them”
“When he was smaller I could have sworn that he had Janet's nose”
“Yeah and he looked exactly like his father as a baby, but now...”
And if he wasn’t as sleep deprived as he was, he may have been able to ignore the comments like any other time. But today he just couldn't. So he started to dig. It took awhile, in the beginning everything seemed to add up in his medical records and in the few pictures he found from his childhood. Until he saw picture from the time before he was almost two.
The kid there looked somewhat similar, but distinctly different. He started to dig deeper into this time frame. It was on one of the few trips where his parents had still taken him with them, that he saw it. In the beginning of the trip the almost doppelganger was with his parents, until it was suddenly him. And it didn’t take long to find a few pictures with people in the background. At first there were two eccentric looking adults with a little kid, a boy – whom looked like him and later on he saw them again, but this time he and the boy had swapped.
His parents had bartered him from the couple. He wasn't a Drake. Not even Tim. The other boy who had been with the strange couple in the last few pictures was Tim Drake.
Who was he...?
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blazefire2012 · 9 months
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VeloVixen on Reddit posted this moment between Swiss and Aeon and I've been squealing since
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intairnwetrust · 5 months
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"Then she jumped to her feet and flung her arms around Azriel"
I love their friendship
Artwork by @pandyals_art on Instagram
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maalidoesart · 5 months
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sigma for @kokoasci s dtiy
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rrat-king · 4 months
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my fav weird little silent bit this adventuring party: emily pouring herself tea only for ally to ask for some, which they get, but their putting it into soda, cuz as above so below applies to characters now too
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koszmarnybudyn · 8 months
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So this took longer than expected, was planing on just listening to the episode and doing doodles like usual but then this came over me and here we are. Vaguely historical clothing is fun to draw, backrounds are not.
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