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two guns on the run (in yaoi together)

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wolfwood doing The Face. if you even care

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✨💫princes in the tower✨💫

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I love the “Bruce is strong enough to pick up post-Lazarus Jason through sheer will and training” trope obviously, but picture:

Jason and Bruce being so heavy/muscular/fucking big, that they’re the only ones who can pick the other up.

Cue Bruce getting called in anytime Jason’s down and they need to move him. Or Jason getting pointed puppy eyes from Alfred until he sighs and picks Bruce up and carries him to bed after he passes out on the couch.

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the first sentient robot to realize deceased humans and animals can’t be repaired or backed up on a server is gonna be so devastated

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He's serving (me bad grades)

this is part of another work I did so if you want to see it with the speech bubbles please check it out on my latest posts on my profile

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auto suggest bewilders me

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Phivorce over the three lamps

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It's funny how a silly fictional character can come into your life and then take over your entire brain chemistry

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Topaz (and Numby!)🪙✨

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Honestly the fact that gloves are not common Vulcan attire is the biggest proof that they're huge whores on the inside

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Fucked up that our animal cuteness/scariness instincts aren't calibrated to the actual danger of animals. A cute sweetie soft lil lion friend can and will kill you, yet the vast majority of millipedes are harmless and still look Like That.

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(me, my parents, my sister, and the baby are sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch)

baby, pointing at the light fixture over the table and signing "on": o.*

my sister: we actually can't turn that light on right now, because the lightbulb inside is burnt out! it needs a new one.

baby: ighbu.

sister: yes, lightbulb! granddaddy said after we eat he's going to climb up there on a ladder and change it, and then the light will come on!

baby: gadada! adda, uuu! ighbu o!

sister: exactly!

baby, signing "on" and pointing at the light and then my dad, with increasing urgency: GADADA ADDA UUUU. O.

my sister: we're going to finish eating first though, ok?

baby: nonono. O. gadada adda uuu.

[a split second goes by]

baby, pointing to himself: ba. adda uuu. ighbu.

me: you're going to climb the ladder and change the lightbulb yourself?

baby: dzyeah. *pointing to the buckle where he is buckled into the high chair* ububu.

me: unbuckle you? so you can change the lightbulb?

baby, highly businesslike: dzyeah.

*pronounced like "on" without the n