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two paintings hanging up in my room
Neither my character nor I were a good influence during book 4
idc what anyone else says, dead dove works, if done right, are some of the most creative works of literature i have seen on this big blue round world.
Robin Red, Super Blue, and the rest of the Rainbow
| M | Ch 1/? | 4k | Tim Drake/Kon-El | Core 4 friendships | plus Steph and Cass | Enemies to Lovers | Idiots to Lovers | Queer Themes | Family Issues | Secret Relationship | Secret Identity | Inspired by “Red White and Royal Blue” by Casey McQuiston |
He went by many names, Kon-El, Conner Kent, Supernova. But no matter what moniker he went by, he was always a hero. Ever since he popped out the tube passionate and rebellious. He, alongside Olympia and Impulse, represented the next generation of youthful superheroes with their daring rescues, cutting edge looks, and irresistible charm.
Kon’s been a hero for eight years now and has gotten it down to a science. His days of making naive mistakes are over. That is… until Tim Drake-Wayne throws a wrench in his plans. Or more accurately, a cake.
Supernova and Tim Drake-Wayne are caught getting into an argument at a charity gala, and it ends in buttercream property damage and headlines in the newspapers.
So the Justice League and the Waynes stage a fake friendship between Supernova and Tim Drake-Wayne as damage control. But can they convincingly play along after their long-standing petty hatred? Kon thinks Tim is a stuck-up rich brat, and Tim thinks Kon is a vain showboat. But along the way, Tim and Kon realize there is more to the other person then their previous impressions. Something alluring. And it threatens the tower of secrets the two boys are precariously balancing.
“Hey Timbo…” He drawled, and the man somehow stiffened up even more than he already was. Kon discreetly used his X-ray vision to check if Tim was actually a robot in disguise, but no, he was just an uptight human man. “Does your ass ever get sore from that stick you have jammed up it?”
“Does your jaw get sore from how often you run your mouth?” Tim retorted calmly and sipped on his champagne, cool as anything.
He was so perfectly composed and it only made Kon want to poke at him more — to see what it would take for him to crack.
“I’m invulnerable.” Kon reminded Tim. “It’s part of the Kryptonian package.”
“Does that package also include an incessant need for attention?”
This bitch.
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I do! And the holidays have been busy but amazing for me so far. Thank you for asking! < 3
I love this fic sooo much! Especially the fact that Tom kept falling off of the ship. X 3 And I definitely will. ; 3
I hope you feel better and your holidays were amazing! I hope you like the fic and tell me what you think of home life when you get to read it! Enjoy!
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Tom leaned over the side of his ship to get a better look at the figures he saw moving around in the water. “What the living hell?” Tom asked himself. He leaned closer, one was definitely Marco, and what was that other siren doing? Tom was leaning so far over to see that he slipped off the side of his ship into the cold water. He swam up and pulled himself onto the boat, sputtering up water and shivering. “Oh great.” Tom murmured to himself.
“Be careful jumping into the water like that. Something might pull you down.” Star swam up to the side of the ship. Tom rolled his eyes.
“Yah, thanks, Star.” He muttered. “I fell. Do you think I’d go for a swim in February?” Tom asked. Star shrugged.
“I don’t know you.” She laughed. “What’s up? You seem mad.” Star pointed out. Tom grumbled and wrung his shirt out.
“What’s Marco doing over there? He’s been there for an hour.” Tom pointed out. He pointed over to the scene a little ways away from the boat. Star squinted her eyes, when she made the scene out she clapped a hand over her mouth and giggled.
“Ohh! Tom, you got some competition!” She teased. Tom narrowed his eyes.
“What do you mean?” He asked. Star laughed again.
“Tom, that right there is another siren in our pact. And it looks likes she’s trying to preform a mating dance.” Star explained. “It’s what we do when we wanna… ehm… you know.” Tom seethed and threw his arms up in the air.
“Are you saying Marco’s going to run off with another siren!?” Tom demanded. Star rolled her eyes.
“Of course not! He loves you.” Star promised. Tom slumped down on the deck.
“Well it looks like he’s getting close with that fish.” Tom bit. Star laughed at his dramatic tone.
“How can you tell? I can’t even see them from here.” Star responded. Tom grumbled and pulled some old burlap sack around him to try and keep warm from the cold ocean air in the midst of February. Star sighed and waved goodbye. “Just keep a level head about this, sailor. I’ll see you soon.” And she swam away. Tom at on the deck of the ship for a while until his usual visitor came up to the side of the ship.
“Tom,” Marco waved “are you okay, you’re all wet.” Marco pointed out. Tom grumbled.
“Yeah because of you!” He snapped. Marco gave him a look.
“Explain?” Marco told him.
“I saw you dancing of whatever with that other siren! Star told me it was a mating dance? Who was she?” Tom demanded. Marco groaned.
“Are you seriously upset about this?” Marco asked. “It was just Jackie, we had a thing for a while… and I guess she thought we could try again. But I told her I was seeing someone and she was totally cool with it.” Marco assured. Tom raged.
“Well if you guys aren’t a thing anymore why did you spend an HOUR watching her dance!?” Tom demanded. Marco groaned.
“A mating dance is a big compliment, even if it’s not mutual. It would have been rude to ask her to stop, and I was flattered to say the least.” Marco crossed his arms. “It wouldn’t kill you to do something romantic.” He murmured the last part. Tom seethed and ran his fingers through his hair.
“I can’t believe you were actually paying that attention when you and I… just forget it.” Tom mumbled. Marco groaned.
“What is with humans?! You’re all so… difficult!” Marco cried.
“Where is this coming from?” Tom demanded. Marco rolled his eyes.
“You won’t even listen to what I’m telling you! There is nothing going on between Jackie and me! And maybe you would see that if you weren’t so stubborn.” Marco told him. “I’m leaving, I’ll be back later when maybe you aren’t acting so crazy jealous.” Marco explained. He went to swim away but turned back. “And change out of those wet clothes! A burlap sack isn’t going to keep you warm, you’ll freeze out here you lunatic.”
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Marco tapped on the side of the ship with his sharp nails; it was much later the next night. “Sailor? Tom, are you awake?” Marco called softly. Tom leaned his head over the side of the railing. “You put on dry clothes.” Marco couldn’t help but smile a little. Tom nodded and bit his lip.
“When you’re right you’re right.” Tom shrugged. He climbed down the stairs to the lower part of the deck and lay down so his face was right by Marco’s. “I’m sorry for acting so crazy before.” Tom told him. Marco smiled.
“I guess I could see why you got jealous. I’m sorry for calling you difficult…” Marco gave him a quick kiss. “If I’m being honest, it’s one of the things that drew me to you in the first place. But try to understand, Tom. There was nothing more to it.” Marco promised. Tom nodded.
“I know. I trust you. It was just a siren thing I didn’t understand, and instead of trying to understand I just overreacted. I’m sorry.” Tom told him again. Marco gave him a warm smile. “But it clearly means a lot to you, so I think I know how to make it up to you.” Tom assured. Marco smiled at him.
“I’m listening.” Marco giggled. Tom laughed and got up, he seemed a little nervous.
“Okay… I’ve never danced before so don’t laugh at me.” Tom told him. Marco giggled again, but nodded. Tom took a deep breath, straightened himself out, took a step, and slipped on a puddle. He fell of the side of the ship for the second time that day. Marco burst out in laughter. Tom swam up to the surface. “You promised you wouldn’t laugh!” Tom couldn’t help but laugh himself.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Marco wheezed. “You didn’t even start dancing.” Marco laughed. Tom pouted.
“Yes I did, that was the dance.” Tom lied. Marco rolled his eyes.
“That was falling, Tom. You fell.” Marco broke the news and helped Tom back up onto the ship. Tom bit his lip and shrugged.
“Busted. But I tried, did it work?” Tom asked. Marco giggled and pulled him into a kiss.
“Like a charm.”
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choose your fighter…. i love coming up with designs for unnamed/extremely minor characters (respect to grrm for creating a world and characters so rich you could even imagine a look and personality for the most background characters)
[Roose Bolton’s First wife, Jorah Mormont’s Glover wife, Victarion Greyjoy’s first wife, Illyrio Mopatis’ first wife, Jonos Bracken’s first wife]
>:|
wrong option
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N o :D
Black Swan MMA dance performance #2 JK&JM
Commission for @crash-bang-boom
Jolene (Take Me Instead)
THEY DID NOT!
Image ID: Kameto's Minecraft skin in a custom render. He is comparing 2 milk cartons.
Mmm boards finished
Becky and Freen for GQ THAILAND Dec.2023
reblog if you believe fanfic writers are as valid and talented as any professional writer who publishes and sells their novels
I’m trying to prove a point
Ones hands can tell the story of how they’ve lived… and how far they have come.
I’m a sucker for Good Dad Splinter ever since I watched TMNT ‘03. That rat was gifted sapience and his immediate instinct was kindness. I love that for him.
Rise Splinter lived a rollercoaster of a life, but as a Hollywood star he remembered the names of all his stunt guys and coworkers, and as a prisoner he cared for the rat that shared his cell. His sons are very close and physically affectionate, I think that says something about how he cares? That’s just how I like to headcanon him :)
It’s interesting to explore the idea that a seemingly monstrous transformation is what pushed him to be a kinder human
Bruh sometimes I just think about keefex and cry a little inside like just Aaaaaaaa they'd be so perfect for each other like srsly- just them supporting each other- they already do that and like AAAAAAAAAA I'm crying over keefex a g a I n ok bye-
AJNDKANKSKNCKA I LOVE IT BRO! THE DRESS OMG
I tried a more challenging pose in this drawing, and I honestly can’t tell whether it’s good or not😭 my mom told me to post this