i need the batfam fandom to give damian the same energy we give tom hollands peter parker in fics like
i want Field Trip to Wayne Enterprises fics
fics where damian gets phone calls from his famous siblings in class
fics where damian has to deal with the other kids watching thirst traps of his older siblings
fics where he’s getting bullies and one of them shows up in full vigilante attire to scare the middle school bully
just
damian al ghul wayne fanfic that centers around his school life and protective family
it's not glamorous, but it's also not honest work, and nobody needs to do it
We need to go back to using sailing ships full time like immediately. Yes it would take longer to get places but the Aesthetic is unmatched
Like there is nothing sexier hthan this
you heathens will reblog day specific posts any day of the week. i woke up thinking it was wednesday
oracle, ban this guy
(some shitpost while i work on that bernard comic)
"you can't pick and choose what you like from canon" common misconception! yes you can
“Do you have to touch everyone?” Arthur asks, eyes narrowing on where Gwaine’s hand now rests upon Merlin’s bowed head.
“He’s been gone,” Gwaine says. “It’s nice to see him.”
Arthur scoffs. “He was collecting firewood!”
Merlin, unperturbed by Gwaine’s ruffling of his already messy hair, has already begun looking through the pile of wood at his feet for small twigs to add to the kindling.
“You’re just emotionally stunted,” Merlin quips, striking the flint and deftly starting the dry leaves alight.
“I am not!” Arthur protests.
But he flushes when Merlin’s fingers brush against his palm as he hands him his dinner. And he can’t quite understand the strange fluttering in his chest when Merlin smiles at him.
“I think I’m sick,” he tells Gaius when he returns to Camelot, and goes on to describe the strange clenching in his belly, stuttering of his heart, and heating of his face.
Merlin has the gall to laugh. Gaius raises an eyebrow.
“I’ll handle this,” Merlin tells Gaius.
Gaius shrugs and walks out of the chambers muttering under his breath.
Arthur sputters. “I am king. He can’t just walk out when I am unwell. What is the meaning of this?”
Merlin’s face is inches from Arthur’s, and all of his symptoms are flaring up, and he’s short of air. Merlin’s lips press against his in a soft chaste kiss. Oh. Oh that’s… Arthur grabs at the back of Merlin’s head, and kisses back.
When they part, Merlin whispers, “Better?”
“Cured.”
Merlin rolls his eyes. “Emotionally stunted, prat.”
“Merlin!”
Visibly trans people in customer facing retail and food services are braver than any marine and provide a far greater service to society
*struggles while writing* i suck and writing is hard
*remembers some ppl use ai* i am a creative force. i am uncorrupted by theft and indolence. i am on a journey to excellence. it is my duty to keep taking joy in creating.
Bug || 22 they/them || pure chaos + lots of neurodivergent and Batman shit
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