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loveoaths · 2 years
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@slayersaided asked: (totally anon) can you tell us more about swordsmith ruka? did she have a mask of her own like haganezuka?
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yup ! like all swordsmiths she wore a hyottoko mask to conceal her identity. there were few, if any, other lady swordsmiths, so there is no tradition of wearing otafuku, aka the female version of the hyottoko mask.
her background is still being worked out, but so far it looks like this:
born the youngest of five children ( and the only girl ) in an established swordsmithing family. very traditional household. her father told her that because she was a woman she was weak, and therefore her duty was to stay out of the way of the strong and take care of the house and occasionally assist him in the forge. ruka disagreed that she was weak, but she agreed with his general sentiment that the weak were burdens that hold back the strong. how many slayers died saving civilians, after all? but she really took to forgework and practices smithing in secret.
in her off-time she is trained to use a naginata for self-defense. she's very good at it and is, perhaps, a little too eager to slice at people who look at her the wrong way.
when she is sixteen, tragedy befalls the family, and her father and older brother are killed by bandits while they and her mother are delivering blades. her mother, an anxious woman, was frozen in fear and ran and hid while they're cut down. ruka hates other humans and never forgives her mother for this, and her belief that there is no place for the weak is solidified.
at seventeen, ruka tries taking over the family forge but is met with resistance from her older brothers and village outrage over a woman taking the forge. superstitious men believe a sword crafted by a woman will bring ill luck and guarantee death. no one will let her create a nichirin blade and bars her from accessing the special ore.
ruka sneaks out of the village to the mountain and steals sunshine ore that calls to her. she plans to craft something small to practice--
but on her way back to the village she is ambushed by lower level demons and dragged to douma's cult. douma is upper three at this moment in time.
from ages seventeen to nineteen she is douma's captive and his "favorite." she manages to stay alive by being incredibly fucking smart, calculatingly ruthless, winning douma over by scheherazading/jane greying him, and fighting to stay alive sheerly through spite. the abuse suffered at his hands makes her hate demons more than anything on earth. watching women sell each other out and walk blindly toward their death both increases her contempt for humanity and her pity for the weak. look what they're willing to do just to have a better life. it's a difficult time for her emotionally, mentally, spiritually, and physically. douma never "has" her. however, the stress and harm she experiences her contributes to her general decline in health and eventual early death.
after learning as much about his weaknesses as possible and gaining his trust, ruka initiates an intimate moment with douma, making him belief she's finally going to be his -- and then blows ground-up sunshine ore into his eyes and cuts off his genitals? him with a small sun-ore dagger she forged in secret. she curses him and escapes, the only woman to do so.
she returns to her village and tells no one of what happened to her.
the family forge has been totally ruined by her brothers who married and left. ruka restarts the forge and essentially forces the village elders to recognize her as a smith. she is a no-nonsense smith and keeps to herself, but her skill as a smith is begrudgingly recognized.
at twenty she is assigned to rengoku shinjuro, who keeps breaking his fucking sword. she appears at his house and chews the shit out of him. they have a contentious relationship but shinjuro begins simping for her, and as she sees how much he loves helping people and how hard he works to protect the small, her misanthropic attitude slowly melts.
shinjuro is in love with her but he's too fucking weird and socially awkward and insecure to do anything about it. when ruka shows up at his house and informs him that they are now dating, he flushes like an idiot but is very happy.
they fall in love fast and are married within a year.
ruka wants a big, strong family, and works as hard as possible to get pregnant. shinjuro loves getting ridden into oblivion so he's all for it.
at twenty-two, kyojuro is born. when she sees his tiny little face and helpless hands, the last of her dark misanthropy finally melts away. he is small, and weak, and that makes him precious. his weakness gives her and shinjuro the strength to fight even harder for the good of humanity. the strong exist to protect the weak. she believes this now. she raises kyojuro with this mentality.
at twenty-seven, senjuro is born. he is weak, at first disappointingly so, but she loves him dearly. however her attention goes to kyojuro, because he will be her legacy, and the one to join the fight against muzan.
ruka raises kyojuro with her same strong moral sense. she also raises him to kill "the upper three" demon who tormented her. she may or may not have gone into detail. ( this missive will charge his fight against akaza, who he believes is the demon his mother spoke of; however, he is wrong, because douma has been promoted. either way, he dies having failed . . . but she still loves him. )
ruka dies at thirty-two, thirty-three years of age. she declines rapidly in the last three years and is house-bound for the entire last year. she is angry about dying, but she hides this from her children. shinjuro sees it, but doesn't know how to handle her burning pain. foreseeing his inability to cope with her death, ruka entrusts the care of the family legacy to kyojuro, and tells senjuro to do everything he can to support kyojuro's mission.
her strong personality, her anger over having unfinished business, and her attachment to her family ties her spirit to the rengoku estate and kyojuro's tsubasa. she haunts shinjuro and watches in disbelief as he becomes a twisted, crumbling version of himself. he believes he gets too drunk and hallucinates her sometimes. she is no hallucination.
in verses where kyojuro dies at mugen train, she relinquishes her ties to earth to lead her son to a peaceful afterlife. in verses where he survives, she holds him, then pushes his soul back into his body. he still has work to do, and he knows she's a perfectionist. he cannot come home until his work on earth is done.
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teltinsurvivor · 3 days
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Tag Dump
#ic - all ic interactions
#out of crime (ooc.) - all ooc stuff
#answered: ic ("so fuck you! and thanks for asking.“) - all ic answers
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#aesthetics : poetry - poetry i associate with jack
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zuzu-draws · 3 months
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can we see all the doodles you've made on your screen tablet (??) so far? Please?
I was determined to use the drawing tablet to finally draw something, so i doodled this last night:-
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hahaha.. I can't help but think that their fight is a liiiittle bit similar to that one concept in Naruto where Naruto and Sasuke attempt to understand eachother's feelings through their fists, hence Gojo was able to recognize Sukuna's loneliness and inability to understand love, and tried his best to convey his own emotions to Sukuna through the fight.
But on a more comedic note, Gojo has a thing for people who are able to kill him, and Sukuna's out here irritated, annoyed, and quite frankly, a little confused with the recent trend of people's obsession with trynna teach him about love. (Maybe he has made a mistake incarnating into this timeline????)
FFS the man is currently trapped within Yuta's ""True Mutual Love ❤"" Domain atm, its February and i think the next chapter's physical copy is releasing on Valentine's Day, whats with all of this symbolism!!!?!!
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sanb3rry · 1 month
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just finished blue lock and i can’t get that one episode of rin speaking in english out of my head…
may i request fluff of whipped!rin who so obviously pines for foreign!reader who he thinks doesn’t speak japanese (spoiler: they do!!) thank u ^.^
sorry it took me so long!! hope you like it <33
disclaimer !! : all times characters speak japanese will be written in bold italics.
hey, i think you're cute ! 𓏲 ��࣭  ࣪ ˖
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it started off with small and frequent glances at the new manager. rin was just curious that was all it was, at least what it was supposed to be. for some reason, you're just so intriguing to him but he didn't exactly know why.
he sat next to you during one of the breaks and nudged you with his leg to get your attention before opening a small box of strawberry shortcake.
he knew for a fact you'd like it as he was listening to overheard you telling zantetsu out of all people that you did.
you glanced up from your volume of kimi ni todoke, "is that for me?" you asked, kinda confused.
the imaginary angel on your shoulder skipping and squealing over the thought of it and how this was ripped out of a shoujo manga.
rin nods, he was unable to maintain eye contact with you, you were so cute! this cannot be happening to him. the itoshi rin has a crush!? how preposterous!
"thank you, rin. that's really sweet of you." you said giddily as you put your book aside and took the cake.
he was happy as is, i mean his crush really sweet and pretty friend took the cake he bought just for her.
but, you had to go one step further and give him the first spoon. no no, not just give, feed him the first spoon. were foreigners always this bold? rin thinks his heart won't be able to handle this and thanks you before leaving.
you would've thought you made him uncomfortable but the flustered look on his face said otherwise.
"see you around, rin!" you waved. rin didn't hear you, he was too busy thinking about the interaction and trying to walk straight.
a few days passed before you were able to have a proper conversation with him.
"good day of training, rin?" you asked as you handed him his water bottle. "yes-" his words failed him as his eyes widened. did you just speak japanese or was he becoming crazy?
ten seconds passed by,
then twenty,
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it's probably been a minute now.
rin just stood there staring at you, you were getting nervous. "are..are you alright? was i too informal?" you asked frantically, getting ready to apologise.
"no, sorry, you're fine. i . . . didn't know you spoke japanese." he said sheepishly, looking away from you.
"oh! that's okay. i was so sure you knew though." you wondered out loud.
rin thought back to all the times he should've caught on. your japanese version of manga, the fact that managers have to know at least a little japanese or get it taught to them through daily language classes, when you said bye to him a few days earlier. he mentally slapped himself.
"i should've known." he mumbled to himself, he's disappointed that he got so distracted with his feelings that he forgot basic context clues.
"don't beat yourself up for it, rin. anyways, i think julian is calling for you guys." you said as you glanced at julian.
you laughed nervously, "i better get back to work." a nervous shudder following your words as you think back of the time anri got angry at the managers for slacking off.
you waved to rin before leaving, he might not show it but if this were a tv show he'd have flowers and sparkles around him to show how happy he was.
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flamingpudding · 6 days
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do you still take requests? if you do can you write your take on this idea https://www.tumblr.com/ilydana/746501696852819968/cloneclonedbatman?source=share
Thanks for the Ask! That's is an interesting one!
Also as long as I can write something to it I don't mind getting requests, if I can't I will let people know if I can. So no worries about that K?
Out of courtesy and because I believe its is the right thing to do here the Link and a Tag to the original writer @ilydana I hope you don't mind that I am taking inspiration from you for this.
Also I don't know Conners Timeline well and I like to base my writings on the Wayne Family Adventures settings so.... yea sorry if I got some facts wrong....
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Clone double Wamy
Thinks were never easy for the Waynes, Bruce realised that when he sat in the meeting room. Usually he would have confronted his best friend in a more private setting, like when it was just the two of them or only Diana with them. But his best friend had been grating on his nerves with this for a while now. Bruce had honestly believed Clark had gotten better with the whole Clone thing but apparently he hadn't.
"All I am saying is that Conner is a person and to stop referring to him as 'it'." Bruce wasn't sure what had this brought on but maybe it was also having listened to his own kids rants about the way Conner had been and sometimes still was treated by Clark. Usually when someone called his friend out on it he would laugh awkwardly and say it was a slip of the tongue. That he still wasn't completely used to the idea of having a clone.
It's been years and Bruce wasn't buying that excuse anymore.
Well his persistent nagging had now caused this petty fight in front of everyone. He knew his children present, Dick and Tim, would have his back as well as most of their friends. But he also knew that those that prefer to keep the peace would try to argue in Clarks favor to sweep this hole problem under the rug once more.
"You don't get what it is like to be cloned or how long it takes to get used to it!"
His eye twitched under his cowl, he could also feel his kids tense up, especially Tim. His entire family had expirence when it came to cloning. The number of labs from the LoA they had shut down and destroyed was a testament to it. But there was one thing his entire Family aside from Alfred didn't know either.
"I actually do."
He stated calmly watching Clarks reaction as he stared unwaveringly at his best friend. He could see the colour drain, the paling and the pure look of disbelief he was getting, while Nightwing and Red Robin stood up to stand behind him with crossed arms. They probably thought he was referencing the time they had to fight Damian's Clones that sadly couldn't be saved like Conner had been.
"What do you....?" His best friend started but wasn't able to finish his question as Bruce decided to rip the bandaid off.
"The original Bruce Wayne died before he even was one month old. My parents, unable to cope with the loss cloned the baby with the help of a pair of scientist from Illinois." If the situation was different he might have laughed into the faces the people around him were making, not very Batman like of him but it was kind of funny. Still he was thankful for the comforting hand his son, Dick, placed on his shoulder or the way his other son, Tim inched closer protectively like. These two while probably shocked still stood by his side.
"And i was not the only clone that resulted from my parents original grief."
He left it at that as he stood and left the meeting without any further explanation. Bruce had made his point clear, now the ball was in his friends court. He was thankful that his kids followed him out as he went straight to the Zeta-Tubes to return to the Batcave. He knew his kids had questions for him, but he was not willing to answer them in front of the other heroes and thankfully his kids knew that that. So they silently followed him until they were back to the cave.
"B?" Dick asked tentatively once they were back in the came.
"It is as simply as I stated. My parents grieved the loss of their original son and unable to cope they cloned their own child with the help of a pair of scientist." He reiterated his earlier statement not looking at the two at first. For a brief moment he was thankful his other kids were out and about busy with other things.
"A pair of scientists?" Tim propped further and Bruce sighed wondering how much he should tell or if he could keep some things secret.
"Family actually. Estranged but they were... are family." He nodded. "The Fentons. Jack Fenton was my fathers cousin. Because of his field of research he got estranged from the family, not fitting into the perfect image my great grandparents had in mind for the Waynes originally. My father contacted him for help regarding the cloning back then."
"You said you weren't the only one?" He gave Tim a small smile, it was just like him to catch on to the small details and focus his questions on that.
"I didn't know until many years later when my parents died." He smiled a little remembering back to his training with Lady Gotham and how she asked him if he had siblings and then proceeded to introduce him to his clone twin. Ever since then Danny had become quite the fixture in his life, a reconnected family member. Though they had needed a lot of help when it came to actually speaking with each other but that thankfully Danny's sister Jazz helped.
He couldn't help the laugh that escaped him when he noticed Dick's stare of realisation. "Uncle Danny!"
Bruce just smirked, chuckling lightly as he gave his eldest a slight nod. "Danny."
Dick was the most familiar with Danny having meet the other a couple of times when he was younger and just started out as Robin. Bruce wasn't ashamed to say that Danny and Alfred had been the two he had asked for advice the most when he had taken Dick in back then. Danny had already expirence in raising kids from an even younger age than Bruce had. That their two cousins Dan and Danielle were in a way clones too was however something he would not be telling his kids yet. Frankly it wasn't his place and honestly if Danny hadn't become as comfortable as he had with this fact over the year he wouldn't have outed his clone twin to his kids either.
"So...." Tim started, rubbing the back of his head nervously. "...what now? Not that it will change anything now but uh...."
"Nothing really? I mean if Clark still got a problem then well I guess we don't have a super uncle anymore? But hey maybe we could introduce Uncle Danny to Conner?" Dick shrugged turning to Tim.
"But that would mean we admit to Uncle Danny that B let us in in the secret and that could make things awkward and..."
"Tim you are overthinking! It will be fine!"
Bruce smiled as he watched his two sons start to argue wether or not to introduce Danny to Conner. Well even if they did Danny wouldn't mind it. In fact Bruce had kept his clone twin updated on a lot of things that happened with his work as Batman. One of the reasons was that Danny had started out in the hero business way sooner than Bruce had but also because Danny was his last resort contingency plan against everything.
His twin would probably laugh in their faces and ask why it took them so long to introduce them and then drag his own daughter to meet Conner so they could have some 'clone'-bonding time and knowing Danielle, she was going to drag Dan along and then Bruce himself too. Bruce chuckled at that thought, he also knew that if Clark doesn't clean up his act than Danny would most likely swoop in and adopt Conner right out of under Clarks nose.
Well all he had to say if it came to that was that his best friend wouldn't be able to blame anyone but himself then.
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dark-wil-wheaton · 2 months
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dark wil wheaton give me a tarot reading
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poohsources · 1 year
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🐝  *  ―  𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑭𝑼𝑳 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑽𝑰𝑬𝑾. ( send one or more of these to get to know the person behind the blog a little better. )
[ cherry ]  what is one thing you love about yourself? [ crimson ]  what is one thing you wish you could change about yourself? [ scarlet ]  what is one thing you wish you could do? [ ruby ]  give one random fun fact about yourself. [ tangerine ]  do you speak other languages? if yes, which? [ amber ]  which is your favorite season? why? [ bronze ]  if you were stranded on a deserted island, which three things would you want to have with you? [ apricot ]  what do you think your life will be like in ten years? [ canary ]  do you have pets? if yes, how many and what? [ lemon ]  do you believe in ghosts? how about aliens? [ bumblebee ]  where have you always wanted to travel to? [ blonde ]  what is your favorite type of music? favorite artist? favorite song? [ lime ]  describe yourself as a character / mix of characters you've always related to the most. [ emerald ]  bonus round: coffee or tea? morning or night? extroverted or introverted? hot or cold? fruits or vegetables? sweet or salty?
[ mint ]  when did you start your blog? what made you start it? [ olive ]  what gives you the most inspiration for your muse(s)? [ cerulean ]  what is your favorite ( type of ) character to write? [ teal ]  which fandom has been your favorite to be a part of? which has been the least favorite? [ azure ]  is there a specific character or type of character you want to write but never have? why? [ navy ]  what do your muse(s) mean to you? [ indigo ]  when did you first start writing / roleplaying? [ denim ]  have you ever roleplayed on any other site(s) besides tumblr? [ mauve ]  give one random headcanon about your muse / one of your muses. [ lavender ]  if you could change one thing about the rpc as a whole, what would it be? [ plum ]  are you more of a dialogue or a description writer? [ mulberry ]  what tips would you give someone with writer's block? [ coral ]  give a shoutout to one of your favorite blogs. [ fuchsia ]  bonus round: angst or fluff? one-liners or paras? plotting or winging it? memes or starter calls? single muse or multimuse?
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meowmeowmeowmeow4x · 2 months
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Supersons +1 prompt answer Parte Dos
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Jon couldn't help but take a peek at the large metal ring constructed behind the massive form of Dr Fenton, its size and shape dwarfing man and son. He couldn't watch for much longer, however, as their encounter with Daniel was expedited by Damian's impatience. Maybe he was just itching for a fight, or a supervillain to beat down. Either way, as Superboy, it was his job to make sure Daniel walked out with all his limbs intact!
"Daniel Fenton." But Damian was interrupted just as fast as he had started.
"Ew, no, it's Danny thank you very much. Only my parents when they're angry, and- bleh- Vlad, call me Daniel."
Damian scowled (he was doing that a lot today). "Daniel Fenton, we have some questions for you."
"Guess that's not gonna happen."
Time to intervene. Jon stepped between Damian and Danny, arms outstretched, with a friendly but diplomatic smile. "What Damian here means is we're suuuuper curious about your dad's research, aren't you Damian?"
"...Yes."
"If you wanna know more about my Dad's research, why don't you uhh." Danny bobbed his head at Mr Fenton's direction, the man in the midst of grabbing onto an unfortunate bystander and extolling the virtues of his next invention.
"Your father has proven lacking in his ability to explain his own work, which is why the responsibility now falls on to you, Daniel Fenton, if that's even your real name."
Wow, laying it on real thick, aren't you Damian.
Danny very pointedly ignores the death stare (hehe, death stare) from Dami to look to Jon. "And you are...?"
"Jon, I'm here with my dad too! He's a reporter, but some of this stuff's got me bored out of my mind. I mean, a flying toilet? Really??"
This manages to get a chuckle out of Danny. "You saw that too? And here I thought I'd get to see some normal inventions around here."
"I know right! I feel subconscious even with bathroom stalls and stuff. What are you gonna do, bring a flying curtain?"
"Honestly I know some folks back home who could find it handy." Danny said, a mysterious smirk on his lip. What could be so mysterious about a bunch of streakers back home? Or...
"Would you like to elaborate on that statement, Fenton?" Damian cut in. "Or the function of the garish-looking gateway erected by your Father?"
"Oh that? That's the Fenton PortaPortal."
"Porta what?" Jon asked.
"The Porta Portal. Portable Portal. It's like the one back home, 'cept it's light enough to move around."
"Portal to where exactly?"
Danny shrugs. "The Ghost Zone, where else?"
"You mean to say your parents have breached the afterlife using science?"
"Hah!" Danny laughs. "But it won't work, trust me." There was that knowing grin again.
"You seem pretty sure, Danny. Also wait, you have one of these back home?"
"Yeah, and it let in the raging hordes of the undead on my town. Overshadowing (that's possession btw), taking over the school with meat, box-based assault, replacing people like changelings, that one time a ghost tried to blow up my sister with a laser, that one time the Ghost King kidnapped the entire town and transported it to the Realms..." Danny listed out various dangerous situations like it was Tuesday, ignorant of the dawning horror upon his audience's faces. Jon himself was starting to feel a little green. Ghosts? Hundreds of ghosts? Each of them capable of possession, and according to Danny, much more?!
"How has the Justice League not heard of this kind of thing?" Jon tried, but failed to hide the slight shiver in his voice.
Danny shrugged. "Guess they dismissed our calls as pranks or something."
"Your father wishes to unleash the legions of undead upon Gotham?!" Damian stepped forward, getting up in Danny's face.
"Woah woah woah, chill out man. Mom and Dad actually learned from the last time and built like eight layers of shielding around the portal, not that it'll be necessary since it won't work anyway."
"And why are you so sure? Did you sabotage it? For whwat purpose would you tamper with your own parents' inventions?"
"Dami, maybe we shouldn't jump to conclusions." Jon said, trying to pull Damian away without any obvious use of super strength.
"Yeah Dami, I'm just a kid, like you. You see an engineering degree anywhere that can be used to sAboTAgE anything? 'Cause I don't."
Damian glared at the other boy for just a second longer, before Jon was finally able to pry him off the poor kid. "I'm so sorry, Damian's just kinda intense sometimes, he really means well I-"
"It's fine. Besides, I'm bored as hell over here too. Since we're about sixty-nine million years below the average age of this place. what say we hang and laugh?" Danny got up and stretched his legs.
"Sure! Hey you seen the oven that's supposed to bake pizza in under ten seconds? Come on, Damian spotted this amazing design flaw, you just have to come with."
As Jon dragged them away, Damian muttered under his breath, deviously. "Good job, Kent, escorting Fenton to a secondary location for further questioning."
~~~~~ They spent the next hour roaming the convention centre, laughing and snorting their lungs out at the inventions, and the rich suckers lapping them up. Although Damian was initially as frosty as Superman's ice breath, Danny's mention of a glowing green ghost dog managed to gain his attention, if veiled behind suspicion and accusation. Looks like no squeezing was necessary, but the idea of a whole town of magical beings that possessed as easily as they breathed still made Jon nauseous.
"My parents actually get me keep him, without the threat of dissection, it's amazing!"
"Your parents dissect animals?" Damian spat out with all the hatred of a thousand dying suns.
"Ghosts, and they never have. Kept getting away. For some reason. Nowadays they're more into non-invasive study. and by non-invasive I mean totally invasive of things like privacy, and alone time." Danny grumbled.
"I feel you, man." Imagine having a dad with super hearing. Or growing up with the world's greatest stalkers.
"Privacy is an illusion." Damian being normal challenge IMPOSSIBLE
They had no more time to banter before Dr Fenton's booming voice echoed across the centre.
"AND NOW FOR THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR, THE SHOWCASE OF THE FENTON PORTAPORTAL AND THE LATEST IN FENTON SURVEILLANCE TECHNOLOGY, BEHOLD!"
"Just watch." Danny said.
Jack slammed his fist upon the on button, which was thankfully on the outside this time. The circular rings around the portal spun and spun, creating an electric whirring sound building up to a crescendo...
Only for the portal to fizzle out, as the crowd's jeers reached a fever pitch.
"Told you so."
Danny's triumph lasted not for another minute, however, when his body shivered and a cold mist broke through his lips. "Shit." He muttered. At least Jon and Damian were looking away. Danny's eyes scanned the crowd. Jack Fenton's sorrow was wiped away as the sensors in his suit came to life. He whipped out a comically large ecto-gun, shouting. "I KNEW IT! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK FROM GHOSTS!!!"
Danny needed look no longer as piercing laughter filled the auditorium. A swarm of green bats descended upon the centre, causing chaos and confusion. Those among the crowd sensible enough to run for the exits found themselves halted by bars locking them shut. Jack opened fire, but was overwhelmed by dozens of ghost bats.
Danny looked for anywhere he could silp away and transform. Damian and Jon did the same. None of them could an opportunity, as two pairs of hands swept them off their feet, and bindings tied them together. Their eyes widened as they gazed upon their captors. Two men adorned with white face paint. One in a gothic waistcoat, the other with green hair and a purple suit.
The infamous Joker, and the not as infamous Freakshow, both in hysterical laughter.
"I really gotta give it to you Danny-boy, that sabotage act you pulled really put us for a loop!" The Joker gasped out between laughs. He pulled out a remote with a large red button. "But I, the Joker, have out-sabotaged your sabotage! AHAHAHAH"
The Joker pressed the buttom, causing the portal to roar back to life.
"Damian!" Bruce Wayne yelled.
"Jon!" Clark Kent shouted.
"DANNY BOY!" Jack cried out, but they were too late to stop the swarm of bats carrying all three boys through the newly reactivated portal, and were too late to follow before the whole thing blew to pieces in a fiery halo.
To be continued....
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realpokemon · 8 months
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You must get a lot of asks, how do you decide which ones to answer?
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ask-the-roommate-au · 15 days
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What do you think Ruin's new name should be? Feel free to leave your suggestions in the askbox!
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loveoaths · 2 years
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@cloudruns​ said: 
gordon ramsay but senjuro
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senjuro has gotten sharp with kyojuro exactly three (3) times in his life and two of them were in the kitchen.  
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you’re opinion on lettuce, friend?
– @askafton85
I’m a rabbit what do you think
Good good it’s very very very very good. Do you have any? I’d love some. I’m stomping my feet just thinking about lettuce. Hey do you perchance have any lettuce I’d love some-
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carlyraejepsans · 3 months
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Do you think Sans have tears. On that topic, what would make him cry?
i think he can, after all payrus seems to be able to cry just fine (post asriel battle when he thought frisk was dead), sans just. doesn't. ever, lol. i think he's much more likely to shut down and go aloof—if not completely unresponsive—than to outwardly show his emotions in situations of extreme stress.
however! i also like to think that his dialogue dropping his font and shaking during the lost SOULs battle meant that he was crying. it's not just a matter of that segment making the characters confront their deepest regrets/problems/faults, it's the fact that they're all very clearly not lucid as it happens. one of sans' distinctive character attributes is the iron grip he has over himself. it's what makes him desperately slamming you against the walls of the battle box at the end of his fight hit so hard. sans doesn't lose it. that's just not what he does. and you have to push him to the edge of his powers, to the edge of his energy resources, at the brink of exhaustion, with his back pressed against the wall and universal annihilation as an alternative, before his grip actually falters.
so. uh. other than that and having his consciousness overtaken by the power of a literal god?
a really bad high probably. wouldn't count on it tho
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sanb3rry · 1 month
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hello! i i just created my acc so i dont know if you have already done a "reaction to edit" for isagi?, if not could you do one omg pls?🙏🏼 have a great day💚
hihi ! no problem and i haven't, so this is for you <33
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isagi glanced at you multiple times from the kitchen island. he saw your face, the way you were biting your nail and suppressing a smile. he wasn't worried, he's doing great!
"baby..?" he called, trying to get your attention. you hummed without looking at him, now that put the final nail on the coffin.
he walked over to you, "what're you looking at?" he asked, looming over you.
you glanced up at him, "nothing that would be of your interest." you said, turning your phone off.
"i think.." he started, twirling a piece of your hair between his fingers, "anything that makes you look like that should be the only thing i'm interested in." he smiled a bit too sweetly.
you sighed, "you're gonna be the death of me." you shook your head before turning your phone on, forgetting how you didn't close the app.
your eyes grew wide as an edit of isagi played, you sat there as the fuses in your brain short-circuited.
"oh." isagi said with a pleasant smile, "you're really cute." he grinned as he kissed your cheek.
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castaway-clan · 4 months
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hey can you get this thing out of my head please
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Sorry, it lives in your brain now
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dark-wil-wheaton · 2 months
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hey so are u garakspaddedbra in like a big trenchcoat or are you an entirely different person
No, I just live in his mirror. If anything, we're roomies
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