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flowerflamestars · 2 years

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Robin fic snippet

“Just, whoever’s out tonight, don’t come running in.” Extra noise there shouldn’t be, water, and Jason realized she was probably holding the com instead of wearing it. Because why would she be wearing it? Why would she even have the right frequency, if B hadn’t given her one, just in case. A panic button thrown in a coffee mug, a secure line, and cave clearance that triggered a lockdown. Asshole didn’t even have the decency to make the same mistake twice, ever. “You redecorating, Elle?” Dick joked, wary, worried blue gaze finding Jason. He was too far into the motion of flipping him off to stop, when Elle said, approximately a thousand miles away. “I have to hold a burial.”

The line went dead. Tim spit out the scrunchie he’d been holding between his teeth, tied off the end of the French braid he’d woven into Steph’s hair, and sighed. “She found the bodies.” They’d him taught not to freeze. To barely breathe. To control his entire body and kill anything that could be killed and Jason sounded like it, sounded like that person again, made of Talia’s selfish, endless violence, as he ground out, “What bodies.” Tim looked at Dick, rescue not coming, Robin original too busy wrestling his phone out a clinging yoga pants pocket. “Tim,” Jason growled, “What fucking bodies?” It was Bruce who answered. “Eleanor has been looking for her predecessors.” Someone had laid the foundations of that house, a witches hearth waiting for Elle to come back, for Elle to be strong enough to belong to this city. He’d fucking known she was too cagey about it. “Witches die when they want to die,” Bruce said, calm and detached. Too sure. He knew or thought she was okay, and when hadn’t Bruce’s variable definition of okay failed everyone in this room? “Or in extreme violence. She had to find them, to know.” “So we’re going to help, right?” Steph was the only one besides Bruce in full uniform, purple cape flinging out as she jumped upright and propped her elbow on Tim’s shoulder. “And I finally get to meet her? Boyfriend?” Tim shook his head. “Wardens work alone.” “Fuck that,” Jason spit, “Fuck”-

#Migration Patterns of Turdidae #I cannot explain this fic and I will not even try #it's a love story!#it's a magic story!#it's about loneliness and perspective and the Robin boys being goddamn nightmares #it's a jason todd story in every direction #sidenotes: I LOVE STEPH #tim being a pragmatic asshole feels right (fond)#and Dick absolutely wears yoga pants this can be pried out of my cold dead hands #Batman man with a plan would ABSOLUTELY have weird ass dramatic contigencies #for all his kids soulmates #in a world where that was a thing #He's known Elle for ten years!#(he can't look at her without seeing Jason)#(she told him he killed her soulmate and she's right)#pure pain and pure FLUFF IN THIS GOTHAM #this night begins with digging up bones and ends in a penthouse stolen from the mob don't worry

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aniseandspearmint · 15 days

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just having some fun with interesting fantasy imagery! Give it a reblog, if you play, please? And tell me WHY you picked what you picked if you want?

#fun stuff #fantasy #polls #it's always fun when the magic in a story leads to some REALLY interesting living constructs of creatures right?

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aesethewitch · 1 month

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When I was a kid, we moved into a house that had a huge lilac tree out front. It was mostly rotten, and it needed to be taken down before it fell. It took a while, but eventually, it was gone.

Mostly. A couple years later, little lilac babies popped out of the ground in its place. My mom was determined to get rid of them, because she'd planted a beautiful flower garden there, and the lilac trees would overshadow and kill the whole garden. I insisted on saving at least a few saplings. She said fine, but I had to dig them out and put them in pots myself.

So, I did. I spent days digging little lilac bushes out of the ground and putting them into pots. Some couldn't be saved, but some could. When all was said and done, I had five brand-new lilac saplings. Seven or eight years old, and it was my absolute pride and joy.

Three died due to sun scorching, severe drought that no amount of watering could save, and perhaps just being moved from their place in the ground. But two survived, and I was awfully proud of them! I'd go out and talk to them every single day. I watered them by hand and made sure they were fertilized properly. I learned all about their favored environments, and I was determined to make sure they lived.

One of my mom's friends saw what I was doing with the lilacs. She asked if she could have one to put in her backyard, and I agreed on the condition that she take very, very good care of it.

It's now fucking enormous. I'm talking ten feet tall and bursting with beautiful purple flowers every spring. My mom still gets updates each year as they start to bloom, which she forwards to me. And all I can think is, "That's my friend! Thriving some twenty years on, there it is."

The other tree nearly died, too. It lived in a pot for far, far too long. I wanted to plant it somewhere in my parents' yard, but my mom was reluctant. Eventually, we agreed to put it in the far back garden. It grew okay for many years, despite the shade, but in all these years, it's never bloomed.

Last year, the massive tree casting massive shadows over the lilac and the garden cracked in half and fell. It tumbled into the garden, crushing part of the nearby shed and destroying a few plants beneath it.

It missed my lilac by inches.

The clean-up is long done. The rest of the tree has been cut down, and my lilac has full sunlight for the first time in fifteen years. It won't bloom this year, I know. But it's got new shoots up. It's taller than ever. I spent half an hour a few weeks ago praising it for surviving all this time, dreaming about its future and telling it how I believe it'll become the tall beauty it's always been meant to be.

I think next year, I'll see flowers.

#aese speaks #a little personal story for you all #the origin of my life-long relationship with lilacs #i've been a garden witch since i was very small! (:#green witch #garden witch #garden magic #10k #the lilac post

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cracklewink · 3 months

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I have been wracking my brain on my mane 6 redesign for the past week. Here's my ideas for Rarity!! RD is up next >

#mlp #mlp fim #rarity #my little pony #my little pony friendship is magic #okay i am a dark color palette rarity truther #and i thought geodes were a good theme for her because of inner beauty + crystals etc plus her cutie mark story #but really i just wanted to draw rarity with a crystal horn and hooves and hair lol

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egophiliac · 5 months

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I've had a beast of a cold for the last few days, but I wanted to get this out before the new year! while I've sort of made my peace with my first take on Lilia's UM poster, I really wanted to do a version with the new context that chapter 6 gave us. because. c'mon.

(don't worry, Lilia can carry ALL HIS KIDS AT ONCE)

#art #twisted wonderland #unique magic posters #twisted wonderland spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 part 6 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 part 6 spoilers #the dragon cradle does make me laugh #no look i understand it's a ~visual metaphor~ for malleus' isolation #(and also lets lilia run up a bunch of steps all dramatically later)#but the image of this enormous ten-story cradle with the teeny tiny little egg in the middle of it is pretty hilarious #the draconias are SO extra about everything #now if you'll excuse me i have to go fall over for what remains of the year #happy 2024!#(i apologize to the poor person who asked a cute question about meleanor and got a giant cold medicine-induced essay in response :')#(i have been incapable of coherent thought for...a while now)

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kimjonestheone · 7 months

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Your favorite girl

#black stories #black woman appreciation #black girl magic #black girl aesthetic #black tumblr #ebony #sexy ebony #entertainment #love #self love #black beauty #beautiful #black women #blktumblr #city

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martacorss · 1 month

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galacticgoldfishart · 4 months

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~Arin's Magical Girl Transformation~

#artists on tumblr #storyboard #2d animation #animation #rough animation #magical girl #magical girl transformation #my story ideas #I finally finished it #Yay!!#story's still kinda in limbo #I still love this story idea but my other one's got more meat too it #but for now enjoy!#I may post some sketches later

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hushmagazine2003 · 1 month

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#black tumblr #black girl magic #black stories #black is beautiful #black women #beauty #beautiful black women #black beauty #black twitter

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ilov3burnaboy · 9 months

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black love 👩🏿‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏽❤️

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pikala · 2 months

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The forest parts and the sword glows. Do you take it or leave it be?

#artists on tumblr #digital art #illustration #fantacy #fantasy swords #fantasy story #sword #forest swords #forest speaks #forest spirit #forest #forest sounds #sword and sorcery #enviroment art #forest aesthetic #forest art #magic #magic sword

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cubedmango · 3 months

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「安達が魔法使いにならなかった世界線の話」 + 「もしもの話」 — english translation

#cherry magic #my translation #here it is....... the cm if story that started it all................#i read this when there were like 3 vols of the manga out in eng and literally my first thought was ''what the FUCK happens in this manga''#(that and i saw snippets of Those Bits from vol7 so i had a very confusing idea abt the manga at the time kjkfdjg)#anyway this comic makes me so wild and it hit me that ppl might not have seen it so . here u go #as usual theres definitely mistakes pls send corrections if u have any thamk u and enjoy #i swear i saw fanart of this au before.......i gotta find it again

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nerdpoe · 3 months

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Lazarus Water is a special water to Ghosts. Not for drinking, but more for like...baptism. Into servitude.

Anyone who has been dunked in Lazarus Water is bound by soul contracts to serve the Ghost King, whoever it is.

The more someone has been dunked, the more binding the contracts.

Jason and Bruce? They would have to be given a direct order.

Damian? A side-minded mention would force his body to comply with the Ghost King's wishes.

Ra's? Ra's is screwed.

Because the Ghost King is now a fourteen year old boy, and Ra's has been dunked so many times that all said boy has to do is think and the Demon Head is scrambling to comply.

Danny doesn't know what he did to have ninjas at his beck and call, but they're really taking the workload off of his shoulders by fighting his rogues when he has homework to do or sleep to catch, so he's very okay with all of it.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #phanfic #story prompt #ra's is consulting every single magic user he knows #and the answer is always the same #“lmfao ur fucked”#bruce is keeping track of the League's movements #and they're going to Illinois for some reason #he's pretty confused #and Tim is so freaked out by the nonsensical migration he's made a conspiracy board

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puppetmaster13u · 6 months

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Who wants a prompt entirely in memes.