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daniii-ii · 2 months
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is it normal to be terrified to be in a wlw/nblw relationship, but more comfortable to be in a heterosexual relationship? i’m afab and identify as queer. i have more of a desire to be with someone who isn’t a male, but it terrifies me; but i’m be more “comfortable” to be with a man. it doesn’t scare me as much, except for the fact that i don’t trust men. it just feels weird because it feels like i’d be more willing to be with a male even though i have more of a desire to be with a female.
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sunnyside-strilondes · 10 months
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what if i posted art here
what then huh
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krossan · 3 months
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the adorkable Gwen from the movie Migration gave SO MANY VIBES of how I portrait Danielle. I had to.
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call-me-strega · 2 months
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Dc x Dp prompt #13: Hell to Pay
They say there are only two things certain in life: death and taxes. That’s why even the Joker doesn’t fuck with the IRS.
However, unfortunately for the Joker the other certainty is death and he has yet to pay his dues. Just like how he could only get away with tax evasion for so long, there are only so many times the Joker can dodge death.
Death is coming to collect, with interest.
And the Joker will have hell to pay.
~ A dark green cloud swirls over the city. From it, emerge three oppressive figures:
The one on the far left with flowing hair like white-hot fire. His vambraces made of (what appeared to be) molten glass stopped under his fingers, which then extend into into claws that seemed to drip lava. He had spiked obsidian pauldrons on his shoulders, fastening a luminous, stark-white cape to his shoulders. He wore a coronet of lightning and wielded a flail that appeared to be made of coal chains and a shrunken Red Giant star.
The second on the far right had a helm of dark iron wreathed in a plume of purple flame. His gauntlets and sword flamed with green hellfire. A pure black sheath seemingly made of void and a silver hunting horn were tied to his waist. He wore an armor forged of shadows and proofed with fear. He rode atop a mighty stead. An inky dark stallion with a curved horn and bat-like wings. His form was constantly slightly shifting depending on the angle which you viewed him making him appear larger and more slippery than he was, enhancing his disquieting nature.
The third stood in the middle, smaller but no less terrifying than her companions. Her hair was wild with movement, only just visible because it appeared as if someone had bound the winds to her head. She wore a tiara made of storm clouds and pearls. She carried with her a spear, the shaft crafted of amazonite and the tip of a clear quartz, almost reminiscent of sea salt. At her hip lay a whip made of a restrained gale and a sea glass knife. She wore armor that appeared to be Greco-Roman in origin: a chest plate made of some sort of coral-like material and a battle skirt decorated with metallic bronze feathers.
They slowly descent on the city, bringing down a sense of power and dread. They paused at the top of Wayne Tower, where the city's vigilantes had all gathered in an attempt to create and feasible plan of action to discern what these beings want. The young woman in the middle speaks and the wind carries her voice. She is not loud but it the whole of Gotham hears her words.
"Greetings, Heroes of Gotham. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Spirit, Princess and Head Diplomat of the Infinite Realms. This is Samhain, the Fright Knight, loyal knight to the king,” she gestured to her right before switching to her left “and this is Prince Wraith, current General in Chief of the Realms. We come to you as the King’s Guard and entourage. We have official business in your city and wish to civilly notify you of our presence. The King will be arriving shortly and your cooperation would be great fully received.”
Batman moved forward to shake her hand and address the situation.
“I’m afraid that we prefer not to have unknowns operating within the city. Would you be able to tell us what business you have here? Perhaps we could reach an agreement?” Batman tried to negotiate as politely as he could. He did not want to risk offending the evidently powerful beings.
Princess Spirit’s smile sharpened as she thrummed her finger against her knife. She spoke again with an unnervingly pleasant tone.
“It appears you do not understand. We are not asking for your permission.” Her grip around his hand tightened. “ We are informing you.” She finished releasing his hand.
Batman withdrew his aching hand and regarded her with the beginnings of a protest on his lips. She didn’t allow him to speak.
“ This is out of your jurisdiction Batman. This is a matter of the Realms and the Afterlife. Whatever worldly rules or morals you wish to impose on those who enter this city do not apply to us. We will do our best to work within them, so as to appease you and to attempt to maintain a friendly relationship but in the macrocosm of the multiverse and afterlives you have no official power over us. Additionally, we have direct permission to operate here however we see fit from the City Spirit herself, Lady Gotham.”
Batman’s shadow seemed to fluctuated. His and his team's shadows moved from beneath them, closer to the Princess. Lady Gotham, though not manifesting, was making her presence and approval known. Batman could not deny what he was seeing. His team shifted uncomfortably behind him. He appealed to her once more.
“ I see that we can’t stop you. We don’t want to get in your way either. Could you at least tell us why you are here?”
She smiled as if telling a joke, “All will be revealed in time”
Suddenly, there was a loud noise that sounded like tearing fabric. The green clouds mixed with purples and blues and began to churn faster. The cyclone emitted a flashes of bright light. In unison all three of the King’s Guard lifted up from the roof and took place underneath the eye of the wind storm.
Spirit holds her spear aloft. With one swift, commanding move she slams the butt of her spear down, creating a platform out of solidified air.
Wraith bellows out smoke and ash onto the platform to discolor it. With ferocious and precise movements his claws to carve in a sigil, leaving a soft orange glow against the black and gray.
Samhain sheathes his sword and pulls his horn from his waist. He wills his dark stead to rear up as he blows the horn, letting out one loud prolonged cry.
The three warriors stand at attention and Princess Spirit calls the winds to project her voice once more.
“ Now introducing the Ruler of the Infinite Realms, High King of the In-Between, The Great One, The Benevolent King, The Peace Maker, The Guardian of Souls, The One with the Cloak of Stars and the Crown of Frozen Light, The Perfect Balance, Ancient of Space and Reality, The Infinite King: Phantom!”
With a flash of white light a figure appear in the center of the platform. Simultaneously, the three knights bow in reverence.
The King has arrived.
As the Heroes of Gotham regain clear vision they are met with a striking figure.
There stood a toned young man appearing both boyishly young, yet wisened and weathered. He had side swept hair the creeped to the bottom of his neck. His skin was pale with an icy blue tint. He opened his eyes to reveal they shone an electric green. Upon his head rest a crown made of a crystalline material, reminiscent of an aurora. He wore a navy blue cloak that had a rich purple hood lined with stark white fur. The underside displayed a shifting galaxy pattern. His under suit was the same midnight black as Samhain’s. He donned golden arm bands and a gold chest plate in style quite similar to Spirit’s. His hand were covered in snow white gauntlets that matched Wraith’s vambraces.
They all stood in awe, beholden to the almost divine figure.
The king sent them a gentle smile. It was warm and comforting yet sent a chill down their shoulders.
King Phantom began to fly down toward the center of the city, his entourage fell into step behind him. He hovered several hundred feet over Wayne tower and looked down at the city. He then spoke in a booming voice, his tone kind but commanding.
“ I humbly greet the Lady Gotham, her champions, and her citizens,” the shadows curled toward him appreciatively. “ I am grateful for your cooperation in our effort to rectify a great injustice. As High King of the Infinite Realms it is one of my duties to preside over the afterlife. To bring guidance, peace, and justice to the souls under my jurisdiction. Recently, it has been brought to my attention that there is a soul among you who has not only dodged death, but caused great strife to a vast number of souls who call for justice.”
On the roof of Wayne Enterprises Jason and Damian both stiffen, but remain firm in their gaze toward the king. The king looks out at the city and sparing them the quickest of glances. He continues onward.
“ The man formerly know as Jack Napier, now called The Joker. He has avoided death on many an occasion but his life should have ended moment he fell into a vat of chemicals. Since then he has sent hundreds more to the afterlife. He has long yet to pay his dues. That is why on the behalf of justice, restoring balance, and of my subjects I officially condemn Jack Napier.”
“Jack Napier, you have been allowed 24 hours turn yourself into our custody in order to be put on trial for your crimes in the Infinite Realms. Should you fail to turn youself in, we shall take that as an admission of guilt and acceptance to be punished for your actions. After the 24 hours are up, Samhain shall use his horn to summon The Hunt and we shall track you down.”
His gaze passed specifically over Red Hood, one of the Oracle’s drones, Nightwing, Signal, Red Robin, and Batman before he spoke his next words.
“All those souls who have been wronged by the Joker, both living and deceased, who wish to have a hand in their justice have been invited to join The Hunt if they so choose.”
The king lifted his hand, calling the swirling green clouds to his gather in his palm. The clouds swiftly rearranged themselves into a smokey timer hanging in the sky.
An impish smirk graced King Phantom’s face as he let out a malicious laugh and gave his final decree.
“ Your time begins now!”
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sentient-stove · 3 months
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"Hey, um, is this Miranda?"
"It is. Who am I talking with?"
Oh thank god, he was worried he saved the wrong number for a moment there. Danny hit his wrist against the side of the pipe again, the motion doing nothing to break the dampener off. "Cool, um. God. I feel so awkward calling you. It's Danny- um Daniel Fenton? I'm part of the Launchpad Program going on this summer with Wayne Industries? The, um, the like twenty or so high school interns and whatever?"
"Daniel," There was the click of typing and then a hum of recognition from Miranda. "I do remember you, you were the kid that tripped in the lobby and got a bloody nose his first day. Is there something wrong?"
"I, ah, how do I say this without sounding stupid-"
"Daniel, I had an intern call me the other day because she accidentally ended up locked in a custodial closet alone. Nothing phases me."
"Oh, okay. Um, I kinda got kidnapped. Just a little bit." This time, when he tried to bash the dampener off, there was a crack from the bone, followed by blossoming pain when his powers couldn't flood in to heal it. "Also, I think I'm in shock."
"…Previous point withdrawn."
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lilianade-comics · 9 months
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snippets of post AGIT Cheese Melt because, well, I'm predictable. Also featuring post AGIT Dan because I love him~
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muse-of-meme · 1 year
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for the memories ask game (for anyone who wants to answer): 3, 14, 15, 24, 27, 30, 31, 33
Dani, Childe, and Raiden have volunteered!
Do your memories differ a lot from your source?
d: yeah i like grew up in headspace and there was no sburb
C: mostly but the uhhh first water guy wenr slightly differently
R: Yes, but it starts diverging after the first story quest. I remeber being disabled, and Ei starting to diverge fron me… But I disappeared into here before the second part could happen
Is this world different than the world you're from? Does anything surprise you?
d: not really except its just humans
C: this world is so fucking lame. like. yeah sure computers but what do you MEAN shneznayas equivalent doesnt have Harbringers? Or visions? Or even cool shit like delusions? Old technology another country got to use first? 
R: its... incredibly different, especially versus Inazuma. it’s relaxing though. no archons, no kitsune,  no gnoses or troublesome harbringers. The 11th is manageable.
Are you from Earth, or somewhere else?
d: headspace C: Teyvat
R: Inazuma, but you have an equivalent. I’d like to see it one day,
What's your favourite memory?
d: i dont have many
C: Aether. I miss him. I should try and do that fight against me. I’d love to relive it.
R: my conversations with Miko. she was kind. it’s sad she didnt care for me, though.
What's a memory you've always wanted to talk about/share, but haven't gotten the chance to?
d: ngl the fact i manifested as the genderbend daye strider before cyan knew he was a system and i knew i was trans. uh. checks. out
C: the whole “what do you MEAN you’re morax” conversation
R: i dont think i have any.
What was your favourite food/meal? Did you share/make it with anyone?
d: appy juice  C: i always bought weird things i could easily send to the family. Aether’s cooking was so good though.
R: .... i am notorious for not being able to cook, but i wish could make Yae some ramen now that i can.
Did you have any pets?
D: no
rrrrrr theres a cat on our keyboard help help it wants our mac and cheese 
C: ... does paimon count? R: i think it’d be rude to call miko a pet, and she wasnt mine anyways.
Did you have any traditions for holidays/special events?
d:  i had like christmases with anybody but bro
C: the latern rite is so pretty. like. have you ever been there? 
r: i didnt participate in any, but the Yashiro commission always intrigued me.
my brain is a pile of mush but all of your questions ahave been answered. plkease provide the actual questions next time :)
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megamindsupremacy · 5 months
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Edit: someone added an ID in the reblogs!
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winterprince601 · 7 months
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"he was never unfaithful to robert, was he?" - jaime, acok
ha. ha ha ha. the irony of this line is incredible. what's so striking to me is how one dimensional the realm's understanding of eddard stark as an honourable man is - honour itself is an incredibly complicated and unattainable ideal in asoiaf and i think ned as the stereotypical emblem of it encompasses many of the reasons why. because whilst he absolutely does consider acting in a conventionally honourable way important, he always prioritises those he loves. he defended cat's actions as his own without a second thought when she arrested tyrion. his main priority in king's landing is to see his daughters safe, not to secure the succession. lyanna is the prime example: jon's existence is not the result of the lapse of honourable ned stark, it was honourable ned stark choosing his love for his sister over his duty to his king. that and his personal ethical belief that the political murder of a child is never morally acceptable.
no one in the realm has the insight into his personality we get in the first book. none of his children, vitally, understand that he would always prioritise their safety over any honourable scruples. all of the starklings question what their honourable father would think of their actions - killing in self-defence, marrying jeyne westerling, sleeping with ygritte to name a few examples - without recognising that ned's true first priority was always his family's safety.
in fact, he betrayed robert far more than he ever betrayed cat and he would have betrayed honour for his family's safety every time.
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swanpetals · 20 days
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TXT twt links 🔗
yeonjun | yeonjun fingering you bc you were being a brat all day
soobin | soobin knows how to reach your gspot with his long fingers
beomgyu | beomgyu making you watch yourself in the mirror while he fucks you from behind
taehyun | tae knows how bad you want his dick but he first he need to stretch you out
huening kai | kai watching you ride him hard
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trentcrimmisgay · 10 months
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i’ve been clearing out old screenshots in my camera roll but i have ted lasso brain rot so you all have to see what they made me think of: himbos (part three. more posts)
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daniii-ii · 2 months
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does this sound like a seizure, or am i just overreacting?
so i don’t really know how to explain all of this, but i’m asking for help/opinions because i’m too scared to go to the doctor about this.
for context, i have tics and they run in my family (i’m not sure if it’s specifically Tourette’s though). currently, my tics are pretty localized to my neck and face. i’ve had tic attacks before, but they’ve never felt like this before.
so a few months ago, i experienced something that felt similar to a seizure. my body started jerking uncontrollably and it came in waves, but i was conscious the whole time. i also have tics (i’m not sure if it’s technically Tourette’s though), so i didn’t say anything to anyone because i convinced myself that it could’ve just been a tic attack and wasn’t that serious.
the problems is that it happened again last night. it felt worse than the first time, and was a bit more overwhelming, overstimulating, and distressing. it again came in waves, but i knew i definitely couldn’t control what was happening (the last time this happened, i also convinced myself that i could control what was happening and just wasn’t trying hard enough because with tics, you can suppress them to a degree and, as mentioned, i wasn’t sure if this was an actual seizure or just a tic attack). my body was jerking repeatedly on its own, and once it finally finished, my body was stiff and i was exhausted. it was between 2am and 3am when this happened so i immediately crashed after it finished and woke up feeling awful and still exhausted.
i know none of you are doctors but, i’m just trying to figure out if this is something i should actually take seriously or if it’s all just kind of in my head and isn’t that serious. i never trust what i feel and experience and somehow always convince myself that i’m just doing things for attention and can control it but aren’t trying hard enough (gotta love trauma, right).
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figured i ahould post something here so we have more notes than We Are Under Fucking Attack
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krossan · 6 months
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daniwry · 8 months
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I miss these guys so bad
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thewanderingace · 11 months
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I'm telling you, man, if y'all play hard, play smart, play together and just, you know...
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