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hug( old sketch

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Damian Wayne Nightwing #110

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Love it when all the Bats show up at once to have each others' backs in the most feral gremlin "let's see who can punch the most clowns in the face" way.

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uhh so this is my first post on tumblr, hope i'm doing this right,,,

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All aboard the guinea express

(via)

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Damian showing off a floor length painting of his fursona

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@theskeptileptic I think you will like this art

found this sketch I forgor about :))

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ive gotten so much mileage out of this tweet. every time i see something on the internet that makes me mad i just think to myself "people in real life: hey man how's it going" and i keep it pushing

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Tiny Tim ♥

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what if,,, baby jason and baby dick,,, at the SAME TIME?? rip bruce

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AO3 Subscribers Poll

(please reblog and share for a bigger reach <3)

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✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Epicenter:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

It's the flu. — 🦸 — OR: Conner calls his... dad. He'll blame the fever for it.

[ please read Epicenter on AO3 ] (Part 3 of Tectonics series)

Please like and reblog if you enjoy the story. It would mean a lot to me!

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:🌸:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧🌸✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:🌸:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

The pool of sick beneath Conner’s feet is starting to grow cold. It squelches uncomfortably between his toes, gross and uncomfortable, and the smell of it makes him want to barf all over again — though he’s sure he’s got nothing left to throw up.

With one shaky arm, he braces himself against the kitchen countertop and reaches up to find the new lump forming on his temple. It’s sore, to be expected, but he contains the painful hiss behind his teeth and allows his gaze, distantly fixed on the floral curtain hanging over the sink, to drop and refocus.

He tugs carefully on his plaid pajama leg, turning it this way and that, inspecting it for any vomit splatter, but he determines: all clear, thank goodness, and a small sigh of relief escapes. He really does not want to be doing a load of laundry.

Conner knew he’d been coming down with something, but he wasn’t planning on letting a measly cold keep Ma and Pa from their vacation. Ma had been so looking forward to it, and Conner could take care of the animals for a week — he was responsible. But then ‘A Cold’ had turned into ‘The Flu,’ and spikes of dizziness had come with the fever. Each raspy inhalation became something hard won as his chest turned to soup and his lungs burned with every breath. He felt cold down to his very bones and shook so fiercely he feared he might rattle himself apart.

READ MORE -> here

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One of my students is on the phone with Batman

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stating to think there’s an inverse correlation between how good media is and how easily fandomizable it is 😁

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some people live their lives without even being obsessed with some guy. if you call that living