OK new game. Use this website to see how common your first name is, and then put that number in the tags.
I’m just gonna say that the best lotr fics are always the ones with the cultural differences
Cause like, it’s just perfect, it’s always soft, and fun, and it always comes with either healthy communication or communication issues, there’s no in between, which is perfect
And all the species have different shit they celebrate, different standards for things, different body types, different languages, different beliefs and all that, so naturally it’s so cool when all this things face each other in certain circumstances
So yeah, cultural differences is the best tag in any lotr fic
💕 Azi sketches, but he's more of a bastard 💕
Heathers but it’s quote from my friend gc… minus the part about pot
Les Miserables + Zombies: A Whole New Reason for a Barricade Happy Halloween! Enjolras takes on the National Guard zombies while little zombie Gavroche climbs up the barricade below, meanwhile the dying Eponine shows off her zombie bite to Marius and Grantaire fights off the recently turned Bahorel with a wine bottle.
So happy to finally be posting this illustration after keeping the sketch in my drafts for 7 years! I wanted so badly to finish this illustration but at the time I didn't feel skilled enough to complete it. Now I've done it and I'm so happy and relieved I finally got here.
me:*cracks my neck*
My mom:looks at me in shock
Me:I'm like a glow stick
My mom:🤨
Me:just without the glow
My mom:😂
Something something violence has always been the primary love language for Waynes, something something.
It breaks me that Bruce loves Jason so deeply, and Jason is so completely unaware of it. He comes to the conclusion that love is religion. You have to see to believe.
I’m just thinking about Jason watching evidence of how wrecked Bruce is after his death. He stalks Batman, always, tracks down every movement and breath. He waits for the perfect moment to shoot.
Your father only dies once, after all.
That moment, mysteriously, doesn’t come.
Jason’s never been scared of Bruce. Fear, to him, is darkness and cold and a bleach white face laughing at him. Fear of Bruce not being there at all. That’s fear.
I need a scene where Jason, — Red Hood, — watches Batman pin down a mugger.
He doesn’t know what that man says. Something about getting on him for not being there when Wayne’s boy got killed.
He’s never been scared of Bruce.
But when he punches that man, over and over and over, when his throat makes those horrible sounds of gasping effort, animal and feral, he’s afraid. Afraid Bruce won’t stop.
He’s about to jump in when another, smaller pair of feet runs up to the scene and Jesus Christ that’s a kid — A kid wearing Jason’s old uniform. Wrapping his arms around Batman’s and clinging.
The man on the ground is motionless. If he didn’t blink, Jason wouldn’t know there was a face anymore.
But that’s not the worst part.
The worst part is Bruce crying. Gasping, punched out noises, his hands drenched with red, squeezing the kid so close to him.
“My baby. Oh my baby.”
reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
They got drunk:3
Faux ML COVID ad because Gabriel would definitely take advantage of the situation