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last chapter jus updated:

super hard to write it didn’t want it to end lowkey LOL

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okay guys there’s gon be delay in the next chapter, idk my dog is going through something and i had PSAT and i think this entire week i slept for like 3 hours so next chapter might be early next week; monday/tuesday. 💀 and i’m still fighting over this fucking cold

anyways here’s a picture of my dog at the hospital 😭😭

#fanfic #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #spider man #update #dogs #dog #sick fella #sickpuppy

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anyways guys: newest update out, it took my plug sweat and tears hope u all love it LOL

#fanfic #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #spider man #batman #nightwing

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FINALLY GOT TO READ CHAPTER 32 AND MAN

AAAAAHHHHHHH

SORRY TO BOTHER YOU ON TUMBLR CAUSE I ALREADY COMMENTED

BUT

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Man!!! MY! HEART! IS EXPLODING!!!!‼️‼️‼️

SO THAT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME!! ALSO NO I LOVEEE TUMBLR ASK AND EVERYTHING ITS SO MUCH FUN LOLOL!!

next chapter is gon be so much fun, i’m actually having so much fun writing it. 🤭🤭

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i think next chapter is gon be a monster to edit, i’m not even halfway through it and it’s already at 3k. it’ll probably be around 9kish or maybe a little more. all undecided but it’s gon be a lot.

the bus ride is gon be filled w editing for a couple of days. i expect it to be posted either friday or saturday. maybe a bit earlier if i reallly rush it but idk

edit: compelety lied, it’s almost 7k and i’m gon rewrite it but it’s definitely not as monstrous as the last chapter so MB LOL

edit 2: rewrote it, took me from the time i posted this to rn, almost 5 hours omg. anways, its at 8k words. so that's fun and i still need to edit it. monster update. called it.

#ao3 #ao3 fanfic #fanfic #update

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“Gone with the Demon’s daughter”, by Dermot Power

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HOLY SHITTT MY FIC REACHED 4K LIKES WTF NOT TO MENTION IT SURPASSED 100k. i’m actually jus shocked by the reception i received by such a silly and not thought out idea that’s crazy 😭😭

#ao3 #ao3 fanfic #spider man #gotham #my fic #fanfic #absolute insanity #silly billy #i didn’t plan for this

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why can i not drive 💀 literally went through my town and my mother tried being a good passenger princess but she kept like breathing sharply and practically praying 😭.

i will never get my license omg LMFAOO

this has nothing to do w my fic but it’s about my life and it’s a struggle LOL

#horrible driver #it’s probably cause i’m silly #driving #life problems #this is a rant #i suck ar driving #save me #i need to get my license #but i can not #my birthday is in july and i’ll turn 17 and i still am in segment 1

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Sometimes I open Ao3 as one would a fridge in the middle of the night. Hungry, but not willing to commit to anything that is in there and hopping a miracle will make something new and appetising appear out of thin air if only I close it and open again.

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“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

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'dick was the angry robin' 'jason was the angry robin' 'tim wa-' NONE OF THEM WERE 'THE ANGRY ROBIN' THEY ALL DEAL WITH THEIR TRAUMA IN THEIR OWN WAYS AND ALL OF THEM HAVE A BROAD SPECTRUM OF EMOTIONS. ALL OF THEM HAVE LOST THEIR COOL OR HAD AN OUTBURST AT SOME POINT. ITS JUST WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU ARE A DEEPLY TRAUMATIZED CHILD!!!! THEY CANNOT BE REDUCED TO JUST ONE WORD THEYRE ALL COMPLEX AND THREE DIMENSIONAL CHARACTERS!!!!!

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HOLY SHITTT THANK U SM FOR THE FANART IM MEFJT FEOTHING AR THE MITH OMG ITS SOOO GOOD I CAN NOT EVEN MANAGE COHRWNR SENTENCES OMG THANK U SM IT MEANS SO MUCH OMG 😭😭🤍🤍

I come from ‘The Ones Burnt’ and I have to ask- no, I am BEGGING you to keep Peter’s heterochromia and his poliosis (even if it’s his hair is brown and not white). Possible backwards vitiligo if Peter’s skin color is a shade or two darker then Aaron’s (since Peter Parker is like- not usually drawn to be sickly pale white and I image Aaron to look like a vampire)

PLEASE I have been drooling (platonically) over the idea of his new character design being a mixed and stitched together version of both versions of himself intertwined in one being. Like marble beard!

Also- can we get a canon height for him because sometimes Peter/Aaron seems pretty tall but other times it seems like he must be fairly short to be about to tuck himself under Mary’s arms. Unless Mary was just tall, which would make sense too since I feel like she’d look really long and lanky. Like a thin, dead tree almost, y’know?

TRUST I WANNA KEEP HIM ALL STICHED TOGETHER TOO LMFAOOO. that was always in the outline and like plan since i think it’s sooo sick when characters change drastically w physical traits SO DONT WORRY he will be mixed w aaron it’s gon be so COOLL!!

AND FOR HEIGHT, i was think around 5’6/5’7 since tom is short and when writing peter i had tom’s spider-man man in mind and i jus think short kings are very neat LOL — they always devour. AND YES mary is very tall, she’s like: i picture her super thin and like almost model skinny but like BEYOND model skinny she looks ill in my mind and she’s around 5’10/5’11-ish

AHH TJANK U SM FOR READINF IT MEANS THE ABSOLUTE WORKD TO ME 🤍!!!

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I come from ‘The Ones Burnt’ and I have to ask- no, I am BEGGING you to keep Peter’s heterochromia and his poliosis (even if it’s his hair is brown and not white). Possible backwards vitiligo if Peter’s skin color is a shade or two darker then Aaron’s (since Peter Parker is like- not usually drawn to be sickly pale white and I image Aaron to look like a vampire)

PLEASE I have been drooling (platonically) over the idea of his new character design being a mixed and stitched together version of both versions of himself intertwined in one being. Like marble beard!

Also- can we get a canon height for him because sometimes Peter/Aaron seems pretty tall but other times it seems like he must be fairly short to be about to tuck himself under Mary’s arms. Unless Mary was just tall, which would make sense too since I feel like she’d look really long and lanky. Like a thin, dead tree almost, y’know?

TRUST I WANNA KEEP HIM ALL STICHED TOGETHER TOO LMFAOOO. that was always in the outline and like plan since i think it’s sooo sick when characters change drastically w physical traits SO DONT WORRY he will be mixed w aaron it’s gon be so COOLL!!

AND FOR HEIGHT, i was think around 5’6/5’7 since tom is short and when writing peter i had tom’s spider-man man in mind and i jus think short kings are very neat LOL — they always devour. AND YES mary is very tall, she’s like: i picture her super thin and like almost model skinny but like BEYOND model skinny she looks ill in my mind and she’s around 5’10/5’11-ish

AHH TJANK U SM FOR READINF IT MEANS THE ABSOLUTE WORKD TO ME 🤍!!!

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snippet from a mobius/loki fic i was gon make but stopped bc i couldn’t even fathom changing the ending of the actual show 💀

“Do you know I once dreamt of death?” The voice comes out gently, breathlessly, as if they don’t even understand the need to explain a hidden section of themselves to someone.

They are sitting on a curved bench. The wood is rotten— planks fall against the cold sand.

The water’s breeze carries a piercing chill with it. He moves closer to the water’s edge; waves collapse inwards on themselves. Foam accumulates at the border, slipping back into the undertow.

The moon reflects on the lapping surface, and the lighting dims at night. It offers a simple moment of escape. Of what would be stillness.

“Why?” He asks as if he does not know.

“Have you ever heard of the notion that someone ill wishes to grow worse as proof of their ailment?” They answer. The sand plunges beneath their feet as they approach him. Their dark hair blends into the sky—even the stars do not compare to its pitchness.

“I wished for a change in fate. For the attention I so unbearably craved. All that resulted was further loneliness. When you are born of Norse gods, you have far fewer deities to pray to. I’d pray to myself.” Loki answers, staring at the expansive space of the water. How endless it seems.

“Do you regret it?” Mobius watches the God, how his expression lowers into something indistinguishable.

“My wish of dying, or loneliness?” He tilts his head towards the other, smirking slightly—his lips thin under the night.

“Neither.” He doesn’t know what he is asking.

“Do I regret not dying?” Loki questions. “Most days, I fear yes, but I don’t. If I were to die, I wouldn’t be as I am now.”

Mobius turns, “Away? A tree?” He doesn’t mean for his words to sharpen into a territory of hatred.

“Yes. I gave those who didn’t have a chance, a possibility of living.” He shreds a single smile at Mobius. “I gave you an option.”

“What if I didn’t want one?” He begins. He is acting on desire; it’s deflection. “I was happy with how things were.”

“Nothing would go as it was without me shattering the loom.” He turns. “You often have to leave something when you grow an attachment to it. I thank you for staying near me throughout the advancement of your life.”

Mobius scoffs, “You are stuck at the end of time while I live.”

“That’s how I wished for it to be.”

At the end of time, there is an absence, something void— silence that develops into pure noiselessness. Murmurs of life developed within a hazy video capture. Loki is in a state of isolation, yet he doesn’t feel alone, unlike the emotion he felt while growing up.

He has one single strand woven around his neck, twisting down his body in tendrils. The fiber of the branch is constant; the color is vibrant. And he hears the discourse within it.

It eases what would be unbearable isolation; he listens and becomes a factor in life in distant and crucial ways.

He has two sons, both with such distinct and apparent characteristics that there’s a struggle to balance them. One outperforms the other, expanding quickly further. There’s a constant battle for harmony in the house—his home.

He works as a salesman, selling jet skis. He’s known around the block as the poor mourning father whose wife suffered from a severe illness, the one who held a loose budget for babysitters. The one that would run from his house in pitch dark, wearing only his underwear in a futile pursuit to retrieve his sneaking child.

The tired father.

And god, did he love it. It was something he never knew he longed for, and once he had it, he couldn’t displace the sudden emotion of suitability.

This was undoubtedly his life.

Loki listens to the prayers of the children and the discussions of parents. And he learns from it. His chest aches from the tautness of his muscles. He sits, and he waits.

It all becomes suddenly worth it when he hears the expansion within Mobius’s life. How his daily life alters and changes from day to day. It’s beautiful the instability it holds.

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