1.battle of the super sons
2. encanto
3. wall-e
4. spiderman into the spiderverse
5. Astro Boy 2009
6. Aladdin
7. (from childhood not anymore) Barbie and the Diamond Castle
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Seven Comfort Films
1) Godzilla: King of the Monsters (2019)
2) Kung Fu Panda
3) The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie
4) Hunchback of Notre Dane
5) Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith
6) Superman (1978)
7) Any of the Three Stooges shorts, especially the ones with Curly Howard
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My wonderful amazing sister @whirligig-girl drew me this JonDami star trek au fan art in the art style of lower decks!! I was so happy when I saw it that I hurt my throat making happy noises.
Lore under the cut
Look at the details, Damian is an ex-borg so in addition to the scars I do that she replicated, he has scar tissue around the implant and three dots where wires used to be, and the uniform replicates the mostly black with red at the top of the new Robin uniform! Also look at Jon's freckles.
Jon's TNG uniform shows more blue but I love his cape and sash, it's similar to how Worf wears a sash with his uniform because he's klingon.
In this au my sister made, Jon serves aboard a galaxy class starship that travels all over the nearby parts of the galaxy similar to how despite being based in metropolis the supers help the whole world very regularly. Damian is serving on a starbase near a crime ridden planet that has recently joined the federation and needs help adjusting (maybe Tasha Yar's planet). Which is like how he's mostly in Gotham all the time.
So in this au his trauma is that he was abducted and integrated into the Borg instead of being trained by the league, so he retains a lot of knowledge that they amassed and had most of the implants removed but has to have that implant and the nanobots in his bloodstream to live. He would have been rescued by a starship which is probably how he met Jon, he would've been very reserved and deeply lonely as a recently rescued child and Jon would've befriended him.
The Borg are a hive mind that try to assimilate everyone and all their tech.
Damian's implant follows the shape of his Robin mask, and he has more implants we can't see such as his metal spine, implants on the hands, and implants inside the body. Also they're both ensigns :)
I really love this au!! I might write a story for it. Aren't they so cute?
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Thank you so much Q~Q I love it!!
In Sickness and Health, In Riches And Poor
A/N: My Secret Santa gift for @jonathan-samuel-smith/@dankgemestho !
“Let’s get married!” Jon announced one day on the playground. Damian, who was about a year and a half his senior, scowled.
“Why?”
“Cauuse then we’ll be together forever, like my mommy and daddy!’ You’re my best friend, and I love you, and that means if we get married we can live together.”
Damian felt his face heat up at the idea, but kept a firm mask of displeasure. “It sounds stupid.”
“Well, I’m either going to marry you, noodles, or Jay.”
His nose wrinkled. “You can’t marry noodles.”
The older boy’s insides twisted at the thought of his friend being with someone else. Jon was his best friend, not that pink-haired nuisance that appeared halfway through the year.
“I can too!” He pulled two ring pops from his lunch box. “See, I'll have a ring and everything.”
The older boy eyed the candy. Well…
“Okay. I’ll marry you, then, I guess.” He said finally, rewarded with a green ring pop.
“I have to put it on you.” Jon unwrapped it and placed it on Damian’s left hand. “Now you do the same.”
He slipped the candy on Jon's hand. “Now what?”
“Now, um…repeat after me.” Jon instructed. “I promise to be your best friend and love you for ever and ever. In sickness and in health and in riches and poor.”
Damian sighed. “I promise, in sickness and health and this is so stupid, jon. ”
“Say it!” The younger boy demanded.
“In sickness and health and in riches and poor.”
Jon held out his pinkie. “I dunno what happens after that cause my mommy and daddy cover my eyes, so we should pinkie-promise on it so that it’ll be forever.”
Ah, now here was something Damian could get behind. Dutifully, they locked pinkies and shook, before beginning to eat their lollipops.
“What now?” Damian asked eventually.
“Well..” Jon hesitated. “Sometimes they dance. B-but we don't have to!”
Damian squinted at him. “We’re married now, aren't we? We should do what the married people on tv do, or all of this was for nothing.”
“Y-yeah.”
Curiously enough, Jon’s face was turning a steady shade of pink. Damian shrugged it off and mimicked what he’d seen other people do at the galas his family went to.
Underneath the play structure they swayed, trying to step more forwards and stumbling on each other's feet.
“Are we doing this right?” Jon broke the silence they’d settled into.
“I dunno.” Damian responded. “Who cares?”
Who cares, indeed. They stayed like that, swaying to only the rhythm in their heads until the whistle blew and they hastily detached themselves, racing to get inside.
Damian chose to keep his “marital status” under wraps, a plan that was quickly foiled by Jon, who blurted it out to his mother as they were being picked up. Pictures were taken, as well as videos, a recitation of their vows and much more blackmail material to be shown much later.
20 years after
“You have personal vows?” The officiator asked, passing the microphone to the couple in front of him.
“Damian…you are the love of my life, and you make me so happy every day that I've known you. We have our ups and downs, but every single time, we come out on top. You’ve been there through the hardest times of my life and you're my support, my anchor, the thing that keeps me going.”
Jon had tears running down his face, and he reached out to grab Damian’s hands, his emerald eyes overflowing with emotion.
“And um, this is going to surprise you, but…repeat after me?” he was unable to control the grin overtaking his face as Damian’s eyes widened, before letting out a little choked laugh.
“ Repeat after me. I promise to be your best friend and love you forever and ever. In sickness and in health and in riches and poor.”
“I promise, in sickness and health and this is so stupid, Jon, ” Damian recited dutifully, the exact words from their “first wedding” so long ago.
“ Say it!”
“In sickness and health and in riches and poor.”
Both were having a hard time controlling their tears, although quiet laughter echoed from them to the audience, most of whom knew the inside joke being shared.
Jon dropped Damian’s hands and extended his pinkie, unusual to some, but thoroughly warming to the grooms.
They locked fingers and shook, giggling softly to themselves.
Jon passed the mic to the side, slipping the silver band with its simple design of sapphires and emeralds on Damian’s hand.
Damian held the mic now, wiping his eyes.
“Well, the ring isn't candy this time.” Jon laughed, already tearful.
“And this time it’s real, although the first one wasn't too far off. I love you, so, so much, Jonathan Samuel Kent. You are the light to my darkness, the sun to my moon. You are my impulse control, my counter and opposite in nearly everything. But that’s why we work so well together. You balance us out, my habibi, my beloved. My life. You are…my everything. And I am so honored that I get to call you mine for the rest of our lives.”
He passed the mic back to the officiator and placed the matching band on Jon’s ring finger.
A few more words passed, until the sealing of “I now pronounce you husband and husband. You may now kiss the groom.”
As they closed the distance, Jon leaning down and Damian reaching up on his tiptoes, the guests cheered, although they seemed to not hear it, the joy leaving nothing but the two of them in the world.
“You won’t step on my feet this time, will you, farm boy?”
“I was FIVE!”
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