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aquablues-archive · 1 year
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the original version of would you run is almost nothing like the would you run they released omg
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beybuniki · 13 days
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they should go on a fishing trip pt.1
#DONT COMMENT ON THE BACKGROUND I KNOWWWWWWWWWWWW#anyway this is day 1. they take a bus. the bakugo household has fishing gear so ´deku is wearing bakugo's onesoe (?) and bakugo is wearing#his dad's. and notices he has grown :')#anyway they take a BUS and don't feel like doing this at all it's awkward for so many reason#also trying to relax after everything is neurologically just really hard they might be hyperivgilant dik#and there's so much they never got to unpack bnut they have to and they have to start somewhere and with someone#deku makes that flower crown while bakugo preps everything and they both look at it and are thrown back into their childhood 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️#and at first they just sit and wait for the bavarian fish to bite (rody should make a cameo tbh) but then bakugo breaks the iceeee.#and he starts with their moms because their moms have been such a stubbron connection between these two :')#and deku answers with the usual 'good :) how's your mom :)?' and to everyone's surprise he actually opens up#and tells deku about his mom's insomnia because she watched her son die (that shit was live streamed tpo 10 bnha tweets btw)#idk i love to think of their moms being a very easy subject to connect through i think it's easier for them that way to be more vulnerablei#and then some fish biteeeeeeeeeeee#but like 3 small ones so they have to gather berries and mushrooms and make stew (dw there's an aldi this is bavaria after all)#but yeah day 1 is a bit weird like it's just them in the woods with no distractions#which is so different from whatever went on during their 1st year of high school#don't read this i will throw up i just need this somewhere this is my public scrapbook#bnha#deku#midoriya izuku#bakugo katsuki#the flower crown on their knees makes this a bit homosexual but fishing is always homosexual im not fighting against that#au:#fishing
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venator-signum · 6 months
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kamala khan would have the most horrendous ao3 author's notes known to man
"hey guys sorry the update is late i switched places with an avenger (ajdgrhsh literally crying) and a really cool space scientist lady and then got into a fight and some alien dudes wrecked my house and then I met Nick fury and I was literal space it was crazy and I had to help save the universe and saw said scientist lady give up her life to save all of us... anyways hope you like the new fic, branching out with an arranged marriage au for this one!!!"
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kettlefire · 7 months
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Constantine & the King
First time Constantine meets the Ghost King, he's expecting problems. In his line of work, when all the shadows in the room seem to be pulled toward a point in the room. Creating a dark portal that suddenly glowed a startling green, it's more than concerning.
However, Constantine was thrown off by the young man that stepped out of the portal. Young man could be putting it generously. The kid looked barely legal to drink.
However the kid was holding a scroll that looked thicker than his own head. A crown, ring, and cape that just screamed royalty.
Constantine did not expect the kid to greet with joy and friendliness.
It was the Ghost King. The being that held full control over that aspect of the mythical realms. His name was Danny, and Constantine found the kid's lack of professionalism a nice break.
That scroll? Every contract Constantine ever signed that used his soul as a bargianing chip.
Now, Constantine expected annoyance. If his soul was technically meant to end up in the grasp of thw King, wouldn't the kid be pissed?
After all, Constantine was certain one of those contracts was with the prior Ghost King.
Except, Danny loved it. He was all grins and laughter as he spoke about it. The kid complained about the amount of paperwork, sure. Who wouldn't?
Aside from that, Danny adored Constantine's work. His nonchalantness when it came to signing away his soul.
Danny relished in the chaos he has happening among various other entities. Praised Constantine, and thanked him for the entertainment.
Constantine realized that this Ghost King was a brat. He enjoyed the chaos and the drama as long as it hurt absolutely anyone. This kid was a little shithead.
And Constantine got a confirmation. No matter what, no matter what contracts he signed. His soul was going to end up in Danny's hands.
Constantine didn't mind that. He liked the spirit the kid had. Found a fondness for the King.
A fondness that only grew with every impromptu meeting. Every time the room grew colder, and the shadows moved and warped in the room.
Constantine grew accustomed to it. He looked forward to it.
Then it happened.
Constantine was at the Justice League Watchtower. A simple consultation, nothing too crazy. It was all going to be fine.
Until Constantine felt the shift in the room.
The temperature dropped. The shadows shifted and contorted, and a portal began to form.
Constantine waved off the other heroes concern and defense. Turning towards the forming portal, and prepared to see the kid. The kid who was easily his favorite being in the world at this point.
Except that changed once he saw the familiar being step through the portal.
Maybe step was the wrong word. Danny basically stumbled out of the green portal. Landing harshly on his knees in front of the league.
Constantine wasted no time rushing forward. Pulling the kid close to him, and taking in the sight. Looking for any sign of what was wrong.
Blood and a green substance coated the kid's closed. And Constantine noted the cape was completely missing. The kid was in tears, shaking horrible and in a state of complete hysteria.
All Constantine knew, was that he was going to make them pay.
Whoever brought this normally confident and carefree king to his knees, wasn't going to last much longer.
Those bastards will pay.
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sofiaruelle · 3 months
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Oh? A Customer?
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nerdpoe · 10 months
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Damian's little chirps
Damian was grown in an artificial womb, in Lazarus water, and later exposed to a chaos shard.
Then he was tossed in Lazarus Water to see if he would drown.
Damian is super fucking liminal.
But his liminal quirks are firmly buried under a lifetime of being raised by Ra's and Talia, in an effort to make it seem like Damian was 100% stable. All so Ra's would not have an excuse to be rid of him.
But away from that, as he is finally toning down, it starts up again.
He has no idea he's doing it.
When he's content and sleepy, he'll fucking purr.
Instead of "Good Morning" he lets out a small chirp.
Sometimes he forgets to verbalize "what" or "why" and make trills instead.
In his sleep he'll sometimes speak in a language no one understands, that hurts their ears.
No one brings it up; he didn't do it when he arrived, and the more relaxed he gets the more it happens. Ergo, he's probably a meta of somesort, via exposure or otherwise, and if they question him about it he'll get embarrassed.
Tucker Foley, newly hired onto the Development team at Wayne Enterprises, overhears one of these chirps as Damian tails after his father during one of his visits.
Tucker, out of instinct from dealing with Ellie, let's out an answering chirp of his own.
He was not expecting the absolute chaos that would be his life after that one simple action.
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thatkoiboi · 8 months
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This is a fan comic inspired by Cass' Apocalyptic Series and is just my own little fan art of how Donnie and Casey could have gotten closer!
The creator is @/somerandomdudelmao
hebehjeabaje I did a warm up doodle of Mikey on the canvas and liked it so much I wanted to incorporate Mikey somehow (literally made up an excuse just to drop a bunch of easter eggs for fun).
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petite-phthora · 3 months
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Dp x Dc prompt #4
After discovering weird energy readings coming from the Pit located underneath Gotham, Batman decides to check it out.
Arriving at the scene with Robin, the first thing they notice is not any escaped Arkham rogue or Assassin from the League like they had been expecting.
No, instead, next to the pit sits a random exhausted-looking guy. Next to him are studying materials which he seems to be working on, and he’s also holding a straw that’s dipped straight into the Pit, occasionally taking a sip.
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penumbraphantasm · 4 months
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i just found out the game Does remember your league test answers answer to geeta's question when she visits your dorm room. larry's reaction to being your fav gym leader is basically "you're sick in the head, go touch grass"
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isjasz · 4 months
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[Day 194]
have been losing my mind over math all day so i decided to draw them also losing their minds over math 👍
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wasyago · 7 months
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little guppies <3
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buttercups-song · 3 months
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I know we’re all joking about Jon and Martin being trapped in the puter but fuck that’s a horrific fate for them, like genuinely dying in the panopticon would have been preferable. If they’re conscious and I’m assuming they’re because this is the tragedy horror podcast we’re talking about then I cannot imagine how awful that must be. To be reduced to nothing but a voice spreading the Fears, feeding them and letting them into another universe. Like that is the worst imaginable fate for Jon (and Martin but he wasn’t the Archivist). Jon’s choice was to let the world die or let the fears infest possibly countless other worlds, despite what he actually wanted (as much as that desperate choice can be called a want) he chose the second option and in his mind they were either going to die or be somewhere else. But to become the voice of the Fears once again? This time with even less of a choice? A disembodied voice reciting statements? That is beyond horrific. And you can hear as the statement goes on their voices becoming less computerised more human. „And the voice I have loved for twenty years answered: Some of him”
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shehzadi · 2 years
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have been fundamentally changed as a person (<- read a good book)
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hualianschild · 2 months
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absolutely love it when they put details like this
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ghost-bxrd · 6 months
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Prompt
Bruce is so caught up in his grief that he… misses Jason coming home.
Jason, fresh out of his grave and confused (and traumatized) as all hell is just wondering where the hell Alfred is (“I gave him a lengthy vacation, Jaylad.” “And he agreed!?!?!?”) and why Bruce is acting like everything Jason says and does is some kind of tear jerker and good gods, B, are you trying to die you can’t just drop down in the middle of a gun fight with no plan Jesus Christ and why haven’t you eaten the spaghetti I made you dad!?!
Bruce is just happy his mind is kind enough to create such a vivid hallucination of his dead son.
(Tim is… confused.)
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bethanydelleman · 2 months
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Something about how Emma Woodhouse must feel a kinship with Frank Churchill because both of them have a sick relation that they must care for that restricts their ability to enjoy their own life, only for her to realize that Frank doesn't take this responsibility very seriously at all, has been everywhere that Emma has longed to go, and that he resents his aunt for the (lesser) restriction, which Emma never does with her father.
Something about how Frank Churchill hides his engagement from his aunt and uncle because he knows they will disapprove but he does it anyway, while Emma tells her father about her engagement right away and considers his feelings above her own, even to the point that she accepts that her wedding will have to be delayed indefinitely.
Something about how Frank Churchill will not do his duty to his father until he has something to gain by it (seeing Jane) while Emma sacrifices her happiness, time, and energy again and again without complaint to the care of her father.
Something about how on the surface, Frank Churchill and Emma Woodhouse seem very similar, but they are nothing alike.
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