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echo-goes-mmm · 23 days
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Moonflower #17
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Warnings: implied domestic abuse
Iris woke up with a throbbing headache. She had been tucked into bed, which she didn’t remember doing.
The morning light filtered through her windows, and it made her head pound.
But in order to close the curtains, she’d have to get up.
Iris groaned and pulled her blanket over her head.
“Oh good,” said a quiet voice. “You’re awake.”
It took her a moment to recognize that it was Kit. “What time is it?” she mumbled. 
“Twelve after ten.”
Alarm ran through her, and she shot up. She winced.
“Take it easy,” said Kit. “It’s your day off.”
“Oh thank god.” Iris fell back against her pillows, vaguely nauseous. Kit stood next to her bed, amused. 
“Did you even go to bed?” she asked. 
“I slept.”
“In your room?”
“You were drunk. I wanted to keep an eye on you.”
“Thanks,” she said, closing her eyes. “Could you go get me some breakfast? With orange juice?”
Iris was aware she was whining, but she couldn’t bring herself to care at the moment. She could have asked Kit to magic away her hangover, but she deserved it for drinking so much. Served her right.
“Yes, Mistress.”
Kit left, and Iris lay in her bed, trying to will herself to shower. 
The need to use the bathroom eventually forced her out of bed.
Showering did make her feel better, and the floral soap lifted her mood.
By the time she had finished and gotten dressed, Kit had breakfast waiting for her.
“Have you eaten?” she asked, uncovering the french toast and pouring herself coffee.
“Yes,” he said.
“Good.”
Kit sat on the floor as she ate, and Iris could see a strong dark green coming in at his scalp.
“Your hair isn’t black, is it?”
He seemed startled by the question. “No,” he said simply.
“It’s changing color,” she continued, “You’ve got some green coming in. I take it that’s good?”
A faint smile twitched at the corners of his mouth. “Mhm.”
Slight disappointment coursed through her.
It seemed that for every day Kit had a conversation with her, he’d be nearly silent the next.
“Let’s get some sun after breakfast,” she suggested. “I’ve been inside all week, and you need to pick out where your garden will be.”
“I get to choose?”
“Why wouldn’t you?”
Kit shrugged halfheartedly. Getting words out of him would be difficult today; she could tell.
“I don’t know what you want me to say,” he had said that first evening. Maybe he just needed a topic.
“Have you thought about what you want to do with it?” she asked.
“A little.” Iris waited, taking a sip of her orange juice.
“I… I’d like it to look like home,” he explained, fiddling with the fabric of his shirt. “Just a bit.”
“Are you going to plant some wild roses?”
Kit nodded. “If I’m allowed.”
Iris stood from her chair. “You can plant whatever you want, Kit.”
“Even a tree? Ivy? Berry bushes?” he asked, following her out the door.
“I did say whatever you want.” Brennan greeted them with a nod, and they headed down the hall. “I’m not particularly interested in gardening, Kit. I don’t care what you plant; go wild.”
Kit brightened beside her, and Iris hid a smile. He was sweet, and he deserved a place that was his; that he could choose himself.
The late morning air was warm, slightly humid, and she assumed that was good for a plant fae like Kit.
He seemed to soak in the sun, and he truly looked much better than before.
Jeff was weeding a flower bed, wheelbarrow beside him and trowel in hand.
“Good morning, Jeff.”
Jeff looked up, and squinted in the bright sun.
“Morning, your majesty.” His eyes slid over to Kit, who winced. “Morning… you.”
“Hello,” said Kit. 
“I’ve offered Kit a spot on the grounds. Something just for him to look over.”
Jeff didn’t look pleased, but he knew better than to argue with her. “Fine with me,” he said tightly. 
“Great,” Iris gave him a sunny smile. “Thank you for understanding.”
Jeff softened a little before turning back to his work.
They wandered the gardens; Kit looking around for the perfect spot.
“Anything catch your eye yet?”
“Sorry,” he said.
“No, it’s fine,” she reassured him. “I don’t mind. I could use the exercise.”
They rounded a corner, and Kit stopped.
“What is it?”
“I, uh, I like that corner over there.”
Iris followed his gaze. The high garden wall met the castle, and the castle wall curved inwards, creating a small nook. It was empty, save for a tree that created a patch of shade against the sun.
“What do you like about it?” she asked lightly, curious.
Pink tinged Kit’s cheeks. “It’s quiet,” he said. “And out of the way. And, um, it looks nice for a nap,” he added quickly. “And the walls… I don’t have to worry about someone sneaking up on me.”
Iris recalled how James Harbor had boasted about catching Kit with an iron-laced net while he slept.
“Then it’s yours.”
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Three days later, and Kit dozed under the oak. It was the perfect temperature; warm but not hot, and he curled into the protective roots of the tree.
A robin sang sweetly in the branches, and Kit hummed along.
Iris was busy in a meeting, and he had wanted a nap to pass the time.
He was right about how peaceful it was.
It seemed like this spot had been forgotten about, and he liked it that way. The perfect little oasis; where he could be left alone.
“Mr. Kit?”
Or not.
Kit yawned, stretching out. “Hm?”
“I- I need some help.”
Kit’s eyes flew open, and in front of him stood the red-haired maid from before. David.
He had a black eye, and he was holding a rucksack.
Kit sat up. “What happened?”
David sniffed, lip trembling, and Kit noticed his slight sway.
“Hey,” he said, softly. “Come here.”
David sank into the grass, and Kit scooted over to sit next to him.
“I’m not supposed to be here,” said David. “I- I should b-be at home. But I don’t want to go home anymore.”
His breath smelled like alcohol.
“Have you been drinking?”
David nodded, resting his chin on his legs. “I thought it would help,” he said. “It always helps Dad.”
“It doesn’t really work that way.”
David burst into tears.
“I don’t want to do this anymore,” he sobbed. “My face hurts and he takes all my money and now we don’t have anything for food because he spent it all and he gets mad at me for it and-”
David gasped for air, and Kit pulled him close. David wept into his shirt.
“I-” Kit worked his jaw, trying to sort out what he could and couldn’t say. “Are you hungry?” he settled on. Food never hurt anyone.
David nodded. “Y-yeah. We- we ran out of… I really tried. I really did.” His voice was so small, and anger bubbled in Kit’s chest.
“Let’s go get some lunch, and we’ll figure something out.”
David sniffled. “Okay.”
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batwynn · 5 months
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Listen, driving at night sucks so much for so many reasons. (Lights. Eyes don’t want. LED LIGHTS. Drunk people. Animals be runnin. Etc)
But there’s something weirdly magical about passing people’s homes at night and you catch that glimpse of someone or something lit up in a room as you go by. Sometimes it’s someone making dinner in a cozy kitchen, surrounded by so many chicken themed collectibles. Sometimes it’s a family, frozen in a moment of chaos of trying to get their Christmas tree up early. Sometimes it’s someone standing alone, wine glass in one hand and a phone in the other. Sometimes it’s the dog, plastered against the window to shout about your existence to those within as you pass by.
Just that little look into their life that would otherwise gone unseen without the darkness, and the light.
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noa-nightingale · 4 months
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Bad things right now for me: Headache, poverty
Good things right now for me: Stubbornness, motivation, autism, creativity, determination, Escitalopram, books
I am going to give this year meaning, goddamnit.
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initiumseries · 1 year
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Sometimes I sigh a little inside remembering there’s another likely disappointing Shadow and Bone season coming. 
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snufflimsuperstar · 8 months
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When you think about it, I'm really the perfect victim. I don't make alot of noise, I'm a push over, have 0 concerns about my well being and will never tell on you.
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peatbogbody · 1 year
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credit is the dumbest fucking idea anyone ever came up with god fuck
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minyminymo · 23 days
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I wish I wasn't so sensitive
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hungcolt95 · 2 months
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voidedsoul5 · 2 months
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You know the drawings gonna be good when this is the reference prompt
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zuko has not uttered the word honor one single time and i am not having any fun here
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runawaymac · 3 months
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Things got a bit too real
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The last one is literally Snow following Sejanus to the back of the Hob. I said what I said.
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kizzer55555 · 1 month
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DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game
Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 
Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.
The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 
And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).
And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 
Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.
(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).
After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 
Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.
#DPxDC#dcxdp#Danny makes a card game to save the world.#Technically he worded the ritual so that they had to ‘beat’ him as those are the most powerful barriers and most reliable.#keys can just get lost or stolen (like the one to Pariah’s Coffin)#A riddle would be useless once someone figured out the answer. Like how no one takes the sphynx seriously anymore.#(Sorry Tuck. But it’s true).#And there is NO WAY Danny is just leaving a hole open for anyone to pass through. No thank you!#So…beating him. But it’s not like Danny wanted to fight so…he edited the ritual a TINY bit. Card games are good. Much less painful too.#Danny Tucker and Sam made the most complicated card game they could imagine.#It’s based on their strategies for fighting ghosts. Capturing them in thermoses. And MUCH based on a on field battle strategy.#It often requires spontaneous thinking on the spot. So Danny? In his ELEMNT. It doubles as practice for his actual ghost battles too.#They had SO much fun making this.#Sam added an entire series of plant cards that act as traps and healing ointments and duds that just take up the field.#Tucker added legitimate hyroglyphics combined with Latin as well as English and ghost speak.#Yes. You actually have to speak that language to play. With proper pronunciation. (Amity Parker’s think the three are talking gibberish.)#I headcanon Sam and Tucker are fluent in Ghost.#Constantine WILL figure this game out SO HELP HIM!#Some of the cards also have combinations related to constellations either in name or placement on the board.#By the way the board is based on a Hexagonal summoning circle with Rhunes along the edges#And the placement of the cards on the board and on what rhune MATTERS.#Also the cards move disintegrate and have certain abilities. Think of Harry Potter Wizard Chess.#But they are normal when Danny plays at school. This is just for ✨effect✨ Against invaders.#Danny faces multiple opponents. He also halts alien invasions.#While Danny COULD stop crime on earth he’s not sure how to fight a normal human and hold back so he sticks to ghosts.#The Justice league are going crazy trying to figure out who this entity is and after deep research are convinced this is some sort of#Ancient being who has protected earth for millenia. They have paintings on ruins and everything.#Danny is not aware they think this.#Raven starts praying to Danny as if he is a god and wrangles the other Teen Titans into doing so as well. Danny is still unaware of this.#Danny is not a King or an ancient. Just a very VERY strong ghost.
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qiinamii · 7 months
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crown swap
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smokingcelery · 1 year
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I'm so fucking tired of dealing with alcoholic pieces of trash go to rehab
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presidentalpaca · 10 months
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From: Adam Conover ("Adam Ruins Everything")
"Instead of negotiating with us, Netflix decided to open an overpriced restaurant. Here's what we did in front of it. Starring the incomparable Adam Lustick, with concept and props by WGA writer Shawn Wines."
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