Damian Wayne lecturing his father in Batman: Hush (2019)
me, constantly lacking rest, hydration, & nourishment: where are all these migraines & lightheadedness coming from lmao.. who knows
“Sorry, pal. Crash my party, you get bounced!” Conner Kent | Superboy in ‘Reign of the Supermen’
concept: no robin is the best robin; each robin has their own unique set of skills, strengths and flaws, and they all shine in their own way.
The SAS did not find Eoin McGonigal in the desert after their ill-fated first official mission. -- they do so somewhere else, much later.
Back on my writing, this time in a new fandom! If you've seen SAS: Rogue Heroes and if you haven't please do and are interested in a Eoin didn't die and was taken as POW instead piece, you might want to check it out!
for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits
It’s so funny to me when people say that Jason being studious and literary is a trait that fans made up when actual panels like this exist
Like lmao sorry but your hardcore murder boy is a canon egghead
ii.
to say he was expecting it was a lie. he knew eoin mcgonigal, considered him a friend - much like the rest of the lads. he was great fun: good with words, witty head on his shoulders and sharp tongue to follow. augustin also knew eoin mcgonigal was irrefutably in love with paddy mayne. it was clear in the way they looked at each other, the curly-haired irish not doing much to hide the affection lingering within his gaze. it showed in the way they always orbited one another, close proximity a necessity for them. it was endearing and alluring and it made him want to look away. (though it also made him want to take a closer look.)
so, when they drink that night, the only two left after a jolly night out, he wasn't expecting them to laugh this hard; wasn't expecting them to tease each other this much or to find so much delight in spending time together, just the two of them.
he also wasn't expecting the sudden, somewhat tense silence that settled between them. wasn't expecting their animated words to turn into hushed whispers. wasn't expecting eoin's drifting eyes to find his mouth.
augustin definitely wasn't expecting for them to kiss. for eoin's lips to be so warm, so receptive, so sweet. it doesn't make much sense, yet, somehow, it does. teeth finds skin, tongue meets tongue. lovely. perfect.
the kiss is interrupted by the cheering of a rowdy group of teenagers nearby, playing some silly drinking game. they stare at each other, breathless, both visibly surprised.
ah, putain.
ana. i am twenty nine & portuguese. educational psychology is my jam. multifandom. occasional writer. sharer of musings as well as other silly stuff. welcome to my blog!
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