Im sorry but when they wrote the will scene they dug their own grave. How are any of us supposed to NOT ship them when buck is legally tied to them like that? Like someone really brought their own buddie fanfic to the writing room by accident and everyone approved it.
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"horrifying ordeal of being known" bro what about the glorifying venture of knowing
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I know nothing abt keeping like,,,dried out bugs for pinning but my spouse LOVES that sorta stuff so I've been trying to educate myself on it so I'll know what to buy him and thats love baby
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The Straights™: Gay people only care about sex and fucking each other, they don't actually LOVE each other!
My gayass with my boyfriend: When the sunlight hits your face just right you become Radiant with a beauty I cannot even possibly hope to fathom. It makes my heart flutter, and reminds me just how much I love and adore you. I would kill for you. I would die for you. I would live a thousand lifetimes if it meant getting to stay by your side.
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“Angst” but actually it’s just reader seeing Rafe’s buzz cut for the first time lol
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"what did you do?" you cry out, a horrible, anguished look taking over your pretty face. he doesn't think he's ever seen you so distraught, except maybe that time you walked in on him punching the squishmallows that live on your bed.
rafe runs a hand through his freshly buzzed hair, rolling his eyes at your reaction.
"it's summer. fuckin' hot as hell. and it was getting too long, anyways-"
"no it wasn't!" you cry out, and for a second, he wonders if you're actually about to sob over his haircut. "it was perfect. i loved your hair like that."
"okay, calm down-"
"don't tell me to calm down! you didn't even ask me-" you huff, but he cuts you off.
"ask you?"
"i'm your girlfriend. don't you care about my feelings? do you even care about me?"
"woah, kid, it's just hair-"
you calm down eventually, but still make a pouty face every time you turn to look at rafe for the rest of the day. later that night in bed, you curl up against him.
"how am i gonna play with your hair now?"
"you can still play with it."
"no i can't. ugh," you groan, burying your head into his chest. another thought pours into your head. "what am i gonna grab when we do stuff?"
rafe tilts your head up with his fingers.
"what stuff?" your face burns.
"you know. stuff."
"use your words, kid."
"ugh. when you.. y'know.. go down on me," you end up murmuring quietly, burying your face again.
"why don't we test it out then, hm?"
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I can't stop thinking about Bruce coming to the realization that his children are grown up.
Like this man is huge, he used to absolutely dwarf his little Robins, and could carry each of them in one arm at some point.
This man will hug one of his kids and realize they no longer fit under his arm anymore, that some of them are, and will become taller than him.
He'll probably reminisce how his children used to hide under his cape whenever they felt scared or just wanted to have fun, and Bruce realizes that they're all so grown that they can't really do that anymore and that they don't really need to rely on their dad to protect them now, and I bet he just tears up at that.
He'll just be sitting in his office, looking at all his children's photos from when they were younger and he'll feel so proud at how far they've come, but also a little devastated at how he can't just scoop his kids up and shield them from everything the world throws at them.
I bet when Bruce is especially in his feels, he'll just think about when he first got each of them and how small and cute they all were, how they all slowly began to see him as their father, how they used to crawl into his bed when they wanted his comfort :')
Bruce will just think about how they each brought joy back into his life and how he'd literally do anything to keep them safe cuz those are his babies.
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