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dunkinsthings · 6 months

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Hello here’s a chapter of my fanfic I’m writing and I apologize if it’s long lol and if u want u can follow my wattpad account! @/lemon-bo

The Moon shines brightly over young Jonathan Kent. A small but fierce pup with a great big imagination, his soft jet-black messy hair is all over the place, his eyes shut, and he's snoring the night away. "Jon... Jon...JON!!" yelled his father, Clark Kent the leader of the Silver Paw pack. The jet-black boy groaned upon hearing his father's voice, he got up and stretched his limbs. "Coming Dad!" yelled Jon. Jon yawned and started walking toward his father in the kitchen reading a book while his mother Lois was cooking some bacon for them. "Jon, can you get your brothers?" asked Lois placing 3 pieces of bacon on Clark's plate. "Sure thing Mom,'' said Jon as he started walking to Kon's room. He opens the door and sees him snoring and overall a mess. Jon jumped on top of him,'' Kon! Wake up, wake up, wake!" he yelled into his ear after that didn't work he tried slapping him it didn't work either so then he came to one more thing. He transformed into his wolf form and started to lick his face. "ACK gross! Ok! Ok! I'm up!" yelled Kon trying to stop Jon from licking him." one down 1 more to go" Said Jon as he jumped off and ran off to Chris's room.

He then carefully moves slowly and slowly as he approaches his bed. He sees Chris fast asleep his brown messy hair on his hand and bits of saliva coming from his mouth. Jon then barked into his ear as loud as he could making the poor boy almost fall off his bed. "Whoops. Sorry Chris!" said Jon as he transformed into his human form. "Ugh, Geez Jon." groaned Chris as he got up, "I'm up I'm up I'll be there in a few minutes," he said as he ruffled his hair.

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𝓜𝓮𝓪𝓷𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓪𝔂𝓷𝓮 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓵𝓮

The sound of Alfred's shoes clicking and clicking on the hardwood floor while the moon shines bright against his pale skin. He then stops at a brown door that reads "Damian Wayne" he knocks 3 times before speaking. "Master Damian? Are you asleep?" "no.." said Damian faint voice. "May I come in?" asked Alfred," sure Alfred," said Damian. Alfred opened the door and peeked his head to find the young beautiful tan-skinned boy reading his book with the candle wax dripping down on itself. "Master Damian you are still awake?" asked Alfred before taking a step in, " yeah it's just. I can't sleep," said Damian before closing his book, "oh well when your father was your age he couldn't sleep as well so what I would do is I would read him a story about werewolves and humans," said Alfred sitting down on the edge of the bed, "do you want me to read it to you?" asked Alfred looking at Damian." sure Alfred" said Damian. "Jolly good Damian! Now if I remember I left it on your shelf," said Alfred before getting up and walking to Damian's bookshelf. After searching for a couple of minutes he finally found it. Damian saw the hard red leather cover it had a drawing of a big black Wolf and a young boy. The cover said "Tales of Werewolves and Humans" which sank into his thought. Are there werewolves? And do they exist? But then his thoughts were interrupted by Alfred's black shoes moving across the bookshelves. Alfred then sat down on his dark blue blanket and began to open the book. "Now then let's begin reading shall we?" said Alfred.

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#jondami #lois lane #clark kent #konner kent #chris kent #jonathan kent #jon kent #damian wayne #alfred pennyworth #i’m so fucking tired

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cheeseybeans8 · 1 year

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Meet Nora, a perfectly ordinary human woman. Yes, that’s right, she’s completely ordinary. She’s certainly not a titanic whale kaiju in disguise, don’t be ridiculous. Art by 0-Juneii-0

#whale #cetacean #kaiju #beast #human #disguise #shapeshifter #leviathan #wholesome giantess

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crownieva · 4 years

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Damn, I’ve been posting Reed900 a lot lately... Another Comic Dub with your favorite ship! :D Comic by @jude-shotto , @juneii-art , and @trashkeyn

#dbh #detective reed #detroit: become human #detroit become human #gavin reed #reed900 #rk800 #rk900 #connor #ship

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damijon-supersons · 6 years

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The stars in your eyes - by Damian Wayne

Hi, a random bolt of inspiration struck me and I whipped this little thing up. The one image I had in mind while writing it was Jon fan art by my friend @juneii-art , and I asked her permission to use it here. It’s so beautiful and fits so well. I hope you enjoy the short fic! It’s Damian talking to himself about Jon.

Whenever you glance my way, I see the stars shine in your eyes.

And though your crystal blue is more like a clear day than deep night, they sparkle like the most precious gems even without any light.

Sometimes I’m glad I wear a mask over my eyes because you’re too dazzling. You can’t see me squint and look away. You’re too bright and too radiant, and every smile you flash my way is a gift I don’t deserve. You’re so hard to look at because whenever I do, I feel like I wouldn’t ever want to stop. You're too much, so much, that my eyes water and I have to blink.

So I find it ironic how you look at me like I was the one who was actually the sun. You look at me like I was light in the darkness, the answer to a wordless question. You smile at me like I was gentle warmth from the hearth and sunlight after a storm. It was always odd how you clung to me like a sapling’s stem pivoting towards daylight, because all this time, I thought you were the one whose smile was sunshine.

I’m a shadow. I’m a sword. I’m a demon in the night. I’m a bat that flits through the dark unseen. I’m not meant to see the dawn and I don’t belong under the bright glare of day. I don’t fit in when people wake and feel the need to find their savior. That’s supposed to be you, right? You’re the face of the hero, the one they can know, and see, and praise. You’re the one they see when they look up to bask in the light.

That’s why I keep asking you. Why do you glance my way? Why do you look at me like I was the brightest point of your day? I belong to the night and I know deep in my heart that I don’t deserve to see your smile. But always, it’s there, with your face bright and wonderful, and the stars twinkling and beautiful in your eyes.