Hands: a batfam drabble
While the eyes may be the window to the soul, but Tim fully believes the hands are more significant. Your hands show your journey, where you've been. Tim familiarized himself with the hands of the people around him.
Damian’s handsp are small. Chubby. But deceptively hardened. Callouses wrap around his little brothers hands, telling of long, laborious days. But those little hands create amazing things. Colorful paintings and sculptures Tim can't even dream up.
Dick has strong hands. His callouses are older. Small scars across his knuckles tell of conflict, fighting. But those strong hands radiate endurance and hope. The strength that only an acrobat can have. Tim knows his strength runs deeper than his hands, it's a bone-deep essential part of his brother.
Jason has scarred hands. Thick ridges criss cross his fingers. Once upon a time those hands had been split open, blood falling onto splintered wood and expensive satin and dirt. Now those hands cook dinner for his family when it's Jason’s turn to host movie night
Cass' hands are dangerous. Lithe and quick. Before you could blink those hands would have you pinned to the ground. They move like a fleeting shadow, but also like a dancing butterfly. Those hands flit about as Cass twirls and dances. They seem to float around her. She looks like a fairy, circled by two bright butterflies.
Tim is not sure what his hands tell. He's not sure he ever wants to discover that. The secrets that are contained with one's hands are special and precious to him. So he hides his hands. Crossed together, behind his back, swaddled in hoodie pockets. No matter what his hands stay hidden, along with the secrets they contain.
My brother: explaining Fortnite for the 50th time.
Me: confused af, but happy to have a conversation that doesn't involve arguing.
Him: You get what I'm saying.
Me: Absolutely not, but I'm happy you're happy bud.
Am I the only one that has a serious issue with how they made Jason not a book-nerd in Titans?
Jason is a book nerd!
Just because he grew up on the streets and curses like a sailor, doesn't mean he can't like books!
i might disregard this but it'll give me an idea of what way to go in ALSO don't even fucking WORRY about it ITS FINE.
Cows and Licorice
Ameice (America × Iceland)
Rating: Everyone
Prompt: Language
Wrote this for day 1 of rare pair week! @aphrarepairweek2021
There wasn’t a day that went by that Emil wasn’t amazed by his boyfriend. Between his charisma, intellect, and ability to do and say the most random things, there was never a boring day. For example, Alfred built a replica of the white house out of waffles last Wednesday. Emil was too impressed to be upset about the mess Alfred made in the kitchen.
One of Alfred’s coolest tricks is his knack for languages. English, French, Spanish, Portugese, you name it. He can speak it. Except for Icelandic…
Emil doesn’t mind translating for Alfred, he actually quite enjoys it. There’s this satisfaction that he gets from having this ‘one up’ on his boyfriend. But of course, Emil acts like a moody teenager constantly. At this point it’s involuntary, he just approaches every situation with sarcasm. And so, to avoid “annoying you my dude” Alfred set out to learn Icelandic…
“... and after we come back from the restaurant and the carnival, I’ll give him the big surprise!” Alfred took a big breath. “So, what do you think?” Matthew sighed on the other end of the phone, “I think it’s sweet, but it seems like a lot of work. Also, Emil isn't really a “big plans” type of person. Don’t you think he’d just like to spend an evening in?” True, Emil doesn’t really like people. But he would love this surprise. “Aw come on Matt! He’ll love it!” Alfred was beaming. He really out did himself this time, this is going to be the best anniversary yet!.
Emil had on a pair of black slacks and a gray button down. Alfred had told him to wear something nice. He looked at himself in the mirror, “This is nice enough, right?” He shrugged, it doesn't matter what he wears as long as he thinks he looks good.
He heads downstairs. “Hey good lookin’! I haven’t seen you bust out the slacks in a while.” Emil blushes slightly. “You told me to look nice… wait… are you wearing that fancy cologne that Francis got you for Christmas?” It was Alfred’s turn to blush. “Yeah, I was saving it for special occasions.”
The two headed out to this fancy restaurant downtown. It was nice and quiet, which Emil liked. On the way home, the pair stopped for ice cream. Alfred got some rainbow sugar-sugar ice cream, Emil got black licorice. It was late by the time they got back home. The two settled in to watch one of those cheesy Hallmark movies.
When the movie ended, Alfred pulls Emil onto the back porch. “You have more planned?” He asks. Alfred flashes him that brilliant smile, “Of course! This is our fifth anniversary!” Emil smils, he loves this dorky man. “Close your eyes!” Emil closes his eyes.
“Okay, you can open them.”
Emil gasps, Alfred to standing there with a bouquet of flowers. But they're not real flowers. Each flower is made of black licorice twisted and shaped into a flower. It's personal and sweet. Only Alfred and his family would do something like this for him. "I love it Alfred." Alfred smiles.
Then, he says three words in Icelandic. Emil stops in his tracks and just stares at Alfred for a moment. "What?" Alfred repeats the phrase. It starts as a chuckle and escalates into loud, belly laughter. Alfred looks very offended and confused by Emil's reaction. Emil finally caught his breath enough to reply to Alfred. "Do… do you know what you just said" Alfred huffs, "yes! I said that I love you!" Emil laughs harder, "No Al, you just called me a cow." Alfred looks mortified, "what...I…I didn't mean too! Matthias told me that is how you say I love you." Emil smirks, "He lied." Alfred runs a hand down his face. "I'm so sorry Emil. I messed it all up." Emil put his hands on the side of Alfred face. " you didn't mess anything up. You planned a wonderful evening. This gift was so thoughtful, doesn't matter is Matthias who I am going to strangle later messed it up. I love all of it, just like I love you."
They kissed.
No idea what depths of the internet this came from but I'm here for it.
Were you the one who made the video of Donnie hugging Leo before bolting up to the kraang? I've been trying to find the video for ages and can't seem to find it 😭 (doesn't help the song is stuck in my head and isn't place it!!)
You mean this one? ',:)
Second night in a row! Fucking Mandela Cataloge.
It like 10:40 and my brain is like "hey remember the face of the category 2 Alternates in the Mandela Cataloge"...
@oliveid
@tmntaucompetition speed runs learning an animation program to draw out a hockey game lmao (my hyper fixated insanity cannot be limited by the bounds of ‘possibility’)
My ass is not confident in a win but hey, LETS GO OUT WITH A BANG, VOTE 4 BATTLE SCARS TOMORROW BABYYYYY✨✨
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Battle Scars, MwAH 💗
TMNT Redline, @tmntredline , @0ddbugs , @coffinpal
TM(N)T, @nerves-nebula
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FLUFFY EARS!!!!!!!
SHOCKWAVE!!!!!
Why didn't this make it to the final cut?!!
I write. And do art but that will likely never be posted. Ask box is open and I’m always willing to chat :)
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