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shiftythrifting · 7 months
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An aggressively quilted couch
Vintage dolls
An educational pamphlet about Pacific lampreys
It's about quilting, I swear
Austin, TX
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dragonflavoredcake · 3 months
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Xisuma, after getting woken up at 3 am: Something had better be bleeding, broken, or on fire. Bdubs: I'm bleeding! Grian: I broke like five things Scar: And I accidentally set the stove on fire
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anartisticdreamer0 · 7 months
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“they hate birds on this island”
oh baghera, you have no idea
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zuntoshere · 7 months
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Fellas, I think I know what's going to happen to q!Philza :^) .....
Just remembered that Phil wanted to make an insanity arc for his dsmp character during "The Hog Hunt " . When d!Philza was locked in his house by d!Tubbo and started to dig a giant hole under his L'Manberg house, but Techno rescued Philza really fast.
(ty whoever made a compilation of all Sad-ist dsmp animatics that just shook my memories)
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ekbeanie · 8 months
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Blue Bird AU with Jaiden was the canon we wanted
But the new Baghera lore will be the canon we needed
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rayven81194 · 4 months
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y’know when i said i wanted a Phil Insanity arc? I think this could also work, a chaos arc could suffice. Just him being an absolute menace to the admins while burning down a half burnt down christmas tree while chat bullies him
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puppiesandnightlock · 6 months
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Link: Two Birds On a Wire
Summary:
Damian and Jon, and their views on the moment that the Super Sons - and their friendship - cracked. the supersons broke up yall im sry-
for prompt six: Friendship
Two birds on a wire…
They watched each other, Damian sitting on their old Gotham rooftop as Jon seemingly descended from the stars. It was almost a remake of a few months before, except for a few rather striking differences. The wind swept Jon’s curls to the side, tearful pools of sapphire blue desperately searching for the boy’s gaze.
His domino was off, and for his credit, Damian’s gaze stayed steely, looking straight ahead. The black cape he wore whipped around him in the Gotham chill, the reds of his kevlar suit bringing out his caramel complexion. 
Touching down onto the rooftop, Jon inched closer to him until Damian stood straight up, fiddling with the mask in his hand, seemingly a nervous tactic.
One tries to fly away…
“Stop.” 
Damian looked up, piercing the indestructible Kryptonian with his gaze. He twirled the mask in his hand, debating whether or not to put it back on. Jon stood in front of him, having recoiled at his words.
This boy, someone he had once treasured and still did, someone he would have once killed for, had gone as Damian's best friend, and had come back as someone completely different.
If it had just been the trauma, he would have understood, who else but him understood how deep a scarred childhood could go. 
He had never treated Jon as anything less than an equal. He, yes, had looked down on him, had once considered him a danger to society as we know it, but he had never treated him as an incapable small child, someone who could have gone off the rails at any given moment, destroying everything. 
Sure, that was a little hypocritical, and perhaps he was justifying himself a bit too much because he probably has done exactly that,, but that wasn't the point.
The point was it had always been them two, Jon and Damian against the world. 
And then Jon came back older. bigger , stronger, with a stupid boyfriend.
Romance was stupid. Feelings were stupid. 
And so, he closed himself off. If everything was going to change, if his oldest, only friend, was going to change and leave him alone with all these incompetent people who called themselves heroes, then he sure as hell was going to make sure he left first.
And the other stays…
“Dami…I-”
Jon reached out again for him, watching the pain fill the green eyes he’d so desperately missed. 
He’d come back, and sure, he didn't say bye, but they were still the Super Sons, right? Robin and Superboy, although now he was technically the oldest AND tallest of the two, but he could muster up some big brother energy and let his name go first.
He knew he would have o take more charge now, be a bit more assertive here, and that was in. He couldn't understand how or why Damian was so appalled about this. It hurt that they wouldn't go to school together again or grow up together, but that would pass, and Jon had already gotten much more used to being practically an adult, so why hasn't damian?
They were still best friends. They would always be best friends. 
He knew he was all Damian had, so why was the younger trying to pull away so much?
Two birds of a feather….
They stood there, on the rooftop, these conflicting thoughts running through their heads.
“You’re so much taller then me now.” Damian spoke suddenly.
Jon took a step closer and tried to joke. “Yeah, shorty-pants.”
“You're bigger, broader. Your hair got longer. A part of me swore it was you, when i saw you coming towards me. But everything else didn't know who you were.”
Damian made a motion as if he were hugging himself, and as he looked down, Jon could feel the hurt coming off in waves. 
“The only thing that could vaguely clue me in was your eyes. Same beautiful, haunting shade of blue. But they held ghosts. They were so deeply pained, heavy with trauma. Not my Jon’s eyes.”
The Super’s throat went dry, and while his heart broke at the description and his eyes welled with tears, anger bubbled up instead.
“So what, you’re blaming my six year space trauma for whatever the hell is goinng on between us right now? Because if thats the case, then kid, you’re just as spoiled and entitled as-”
A broken laugh was barked out, as Damian pointed at him with his mask. 
“That, that right there is another reason. I don’t even know if you relized it. You  wanna know the top reasonon this list? It’s because i lost my best friend.”
“Damian. I am right here.” Jon spat out each word as if they caused a vile taste in his mouth.
“Everyone mourns the loss the little boy, but i couldnt fucking care less. I lost the only person who would ever consider me an equal. One who wouldnt judge me for who i was, who i’ve become. Someone who would stick through with me. Not one who would call me ‘kid’ and force me out of missions. I don’t need another goddamn big brother, Jon, I have six older siblings. i have never seen you as kin, i never will.”
Say that they’re always gonna stay together….
Domino was plastered back on, completing the walls being built back up. They had seen each other at their most vulnrable, and Damian was never letting anyne past his barriers ever again.
He told himself that he didn't care about the tears in Jon’s eyes, the soft little cries. He forced himself to keep the water pouring from his own eyes concealed in his mask
“Is that just it then?” Jon scrubbed his eyes. “Are we done?”
Damian paused, willing himse;f to keep his voice steady. “If that is how you wish to call it.”
“What about younger us? What about the Super Sons?”
The bat swiveled around. “Keep their name and their legacy out of your mouth, Superman. We are not them. We can never be them again.”
His mask slipped, just slightly, but enough for Jon to see the tearful emerald eyes. 
He stood on the edge of the roof, cape flowing behind him. 
“Goodbye, Jonathan Kent.”
His hearing caught the pained sobs as the younger boy collapsed on a nearby rooftop, his heartbeat thumping erratically. 
Jon had the urge to chase after him, to help him and comfort him, but he knew that nothing would help him break through those walls again. Still, he stuck for a bit, crying himself until he heard Damian’s broken voice sniffle into his comms. 
“Please, Oracle, can you send for one of my siblings to come, I am at (coordinates). Thank you. No. I’m not injured. But not okay, either.”
He flew up into the air, leaving Gotham behind him. 
Still, despite that night, a part of his heart would always, always belong to Damian, to Gotham. Therefore,  he couldn't stop himself from uttering what he was sure would be his last words to his old best friend, knowing he would never hear it himself.
“Goodbye, Damian Wayne.”
I
Love
You
@super-sons-week-2023
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i don't know that i've made an official post about this, but i'm nonbinary, y'all. terfs are not welcome here and will be blocked without fanfare <3
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thinkin-bout-milgram · 9 months
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One week!!
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dragonflavoredcake · 3 months
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Server: *on fire* Xisuma: Okay, who gave Skizz and Joel flint and steel? Mumbo: Grian Scar: Grian Pearl: Grian Impulse: Grian Gem: Grian Grian: Well, pardon me for giving them something to welcome them to our great big psychotic dysfunctional family!
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viatrixtravels · 3 months
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// Yes smol Ganyu is absolutely adorable but when is Hoyo going to show us Xiao's bird form? >((
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mikaikaika · 10 months
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I'm so glad they came along with Jaiden because this dungeon is just rancid
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snowy-bones · 10 months
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Dreamswap Sans? (This anon does not remember their name offhand) 🌸
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we have many names for this man, golden goose just happens to be one of them! Dreamswap belongs to onebizarrekai
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atomic-freezer · 4 months
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Local parasitic bouquet feat. "hey can you give me like a bunch of guys to draw this with thanks"
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i am not you 'mon ami' but,,, I will consider a truce,,, could you make me pretty in pink to attract a certain redheaded queen or crocodiles qttention,,,
Why of course!
*pats the chair in front of a mirror*
What look are you thinking of exactly? ^^
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