"You're leaving? I just got back from Ebonhawke."
"Destroyers around Lion's Arch. I'll be back in a few days."
"I'll probably be somewhere else by then."
"I know."
"Stay safe. I love you."
"I love you too."
Set sometime during Champions.
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Just read the comic where Joker runs into Robin!Tim for the first time post Ethiopia and starts raging about “How are you back!? I killed you! I killed you! No matter, just gotta do it again then!”
And it got me thinking again about how similar Tim and Jason must have looked in costume and just—
(Look I’m not saying there was a part of Bruce that was comforted by having “Jason” close again but—-)
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dreamling shibari is something i absolutely need in my life, your posts on it give me so much joy and i hope one day it gets written
you are in luck guess what i was doing today :] here's a snippet
Hob ties off his wrists with a simple release knot.
The magic locks shut, tight as a snapping jaw. Dream feels it bind his chest, thighs, arms, throat, like its own set of ropes, tying him to this plane. He is not cut off from the Dreaming entirely, he can feel it still—but he cannot use it. He cannot leave, or change his form—he reaches for it on instinct, and it stays just beyond his reach. He flexes his arms against the ropes, and where before he could have moved through them at will, now his flesh is static. There is no give to the rope; there is no give to the magic.
He is hyperaware of the rope itself now that he knows he cannot escape it. The fibers rub his skin even when he stays still so as not to provoke them. Hob runs his hands lightly up and down his arms, as if to soothe him, and his touch drags on Dream’s oversensitive skin.
In his cage, he had been bound, but not tied. No one had even touched him, though he knows they must have done so to move him into his prison, when he was still woozy and knocked askew by the magic of the summoning. That thought turns uneasily in the back of his mind at times. The not-remembering. But it remains that he has no particular reason to be wary of hands on him. He has no reason to startle at the glide of a rope. And yet.
Even great predators have nightmares about the binding of a limb. Gnashing teeth and scrabbling claws. Rolling eyes, froth-dripped mouth, biting bloody at one’s own leg until muscle tears and bone shatters, running away trailing viscera and panic and leaving a piece of oneself behind in the trap—
“Nope,” says Hob, at some distance, “we’re not doing this.” And Dream feels the magic release him like a blade pulled from a wound. And then he’s gone.
Dream really thought magically binding himself would be fine and not at all triggering. Fatal error.
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I have both good and bad news.
The good news:
Chapter 101 might get animated next week!
Fyodor will finally take a bath :))
The bad news:
Chapter 101 might get animated next week…
Incoming Soukoku angst, yay
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forgive me if this has been asked before, but will there be deaths for our Hunter to get before the actual ending? 👀 if yes, will we know our ROs reactions, like aftermath POVs or something? sorry if that's too spoilery
MCs death is my favorite flavor of angst, especially if ROs are somehow involved in what lead to it :D
I think it's safe to say that every RO goes batshit crazy. But just in what way, you're going to have to find out for yourself...
Thanks for the ask nony!! 🖤
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Today's Glenn Close obsession, because I do have one everyday-
Him insisting he's still married after he explains to the other dads that Morgan is dead
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Looking For Something Honest
New WIP! A/B/O | Din Djarin x Reader
Current Rating: T
Eventual Rating: E
Plotted out, likely single digit chapters but I'm stoked. Can't resist a good two-people-fighting-their-natures trope!
Hope it serves as a good intro chapter! <3
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