when people are like “the hunger games just stole the plot of battle royale” like listen everything steals from the plot of everything the lion king is just furry hamlet westworld is jurassic park but sexier lost is edgy gilligan’s island there are no original stories and the only good piece of media is jennifer’s body
I’m reading my baby sister The Mark of Athena right now. And she has absolutely no idea what is in store for Percy and Annabeth at the end of this book. She’s used to the “happy endings” I’ve been feeding her over the past year and a half with Uncle Rick’s books. I will be sure to report her reaction when we have finished.
i love weird barbie
what if we kissed in the clouds , or whatever ahaha.
HAPPY BIPAN HUNTLOW CONFIRMATION DAY
bruce wayne absolutely keeps every single drawing, card, and handmade gift his kids have ever given him. like, every single one. no matter how messy, weird, or even accidentally insulting (looking at you, jason’s “world’s okayest dad” mug from when he was thirteen), he keeps them all.
he has a drawer in his desk with the “important” ones—like the first time dick called him dad in a scribbled crayon card, or the weird but endearing origami bat tim made when he was sleep-deprived.
but the real collection? it’s in a reinforced, locked safe in the batcave.
alfred found out once when he caught bruce carefully putting away a pile of random childhood drawings. when asked why he had an entire safe dedicated to them, bruce just muttered something about “sentimental value” and refused to elaborate.
but really, he just can’t bear to part with them. his kids may not always say it, but those little gifts? they were proof that, in their own way, they loved him. and no matter how much time passed, no matter how rocky their relationships got, he never wanted to forget that.
..
years later, damian finds the safe.
he’s not even trying to snoop—he was looking for something important, something mission-critical, and instead, he finds this. a locked safe, hidden behind a shelf in the batcave, coded with one of bruce’s personal encryptions. naturally, he assumes it holds classified files, maybe contingency plans, or something worthy of all the security.
he hacks it in under five minutes.
when the door swings open, damian stares.
it’s not secret mission files. it’s not weapons or emergency cash. it’s… drawings? old birthday cards? a lopsided clay model of a bat (which he immediately recognizes as drake’s terrible handiwork)?
his eyes narrow as he pulls out a faded crayon drawing—one of his, from when he was younger. it’s him, a wobbly little stick figure, standing next to bruce in an oversized bat symbol. he vaguely remembers making it, but he definitely doesn’t remember bruce keeping it.
“tt.” he huffs, shoving it back in the safe. ridiculous. sentimental. pointless.
and yet…
when bruce walks into the cave later that night, he finds the safe locked again, nothing out of place—except for one new addition. a freshly drawn sketch, carefully folded and placed on top of the pile.
it’s of the whole family. him, grayson, todd, drake, cain—everyone. standing together.
bruce doesn’t say anything about it.
but the next morning, damian notices that his drawing isn’t in the safe anymore. it’s framed on bruce’s desk.
After seeing the dad how do I channel, I really wanted this one. I searched for it and, tada! Mom how do I? Seems rather new, but I love it anyway.
ive seen many hc about lumine being the one to braid aethers hair and then braids become a small trigger for her
but i hadnt seen anyone hc aether being the one to cut lumine's hair
short hair is great but when is short, u notice the growth quicker so i can see lumine getting annoyed by the length and-
lumine: aether, its that time of the month
aether, already bringing out his emergency pouch with chocolate and pads: ur period???
lumine, after staring at him for 10 seconds in silence: ... my hair, dumbass
aether: OH *appears with scissors in hand*
she’s everything 💕
coworker: ugh im still in denial of being older
me: oh right! ur birthday was sept 18th right??
coworker, jokingly offended: no, the 17th
me: ah right, my bad, i confused u with someone else
coworker, gasping exaggeratedly: how dare u confused me with someone else?
me, patting his shoulder with a big smile: ur not the only virgo in my life, ur not special
coworker2, who was present for all of this: *jaw drop* oh wow that hurt and it wasnt even towards me
EMBRACING HIS KENERGY
helpful tattoo reminder: they are technically Injuries so u have to eat a lot of calories drink a lot of water and sleep a lot after so your body can Heal The Injury
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