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huxloween · 8 months
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Huxloween 2023, Day 5
The prompt for October 5 is Curse. 
A terrible burden? Or just an annoyance?
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xisangweek · 2 years
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«Harmless curse». One day after Discussion Conference Sect Leader Nie and Sect Leader Lan woke up and found themselves a thousand li away not just from their usual sleeping chambers, but also from their own bodies. While Lan Xichen in  the Unclean Realm tries to choose a melody that can restore the natural order of things, Nie Huaisang in  the Cloud Recesses can only wait and think about Xichen’s excellent flute-playing skills.
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"Fuck," she whispers, stumbling to a stop. A branch catches her shin and she hisses, almost slipping on the muddy trek.
A noise behind her. Her head whips around, and she presses her hand to the scaly bark next to her. Freezing, stilling, deadening the noise of her breath. Her heart beats, a rabbit-quick thump.
She imagines the thing looking for her hears it, too.
All is quiet. The world is limp in silence. No bird cries, no mammal scuttles, no bat squeaks, and not even the cicadas sing.
It will kill her.
She knows this.
But, for as long as possible, she will survive to see another sunrise.
She doesn't deserve to live. But she's too spiteful to die, especially not to the curse Kaitlyn cast on her.
Slowly and yet so suddenly, life returns to the world, and she knows the creature has gone. Somewhere to her left, a discouraged cicada reluctantly begins anew its song, and abovehead a bat suddenly takes off. She jerks at the noise, eyes scanning the blackness above her, before fear loosens its grip and reason returns.
Her shoulders relax an inch, and she takes a breath. Glancing once more behind her, she carries on through the forest.
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butchfalin · 7 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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microficmay · 25 days
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Day 11: Curse
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nerdpoe · 2 months
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Kon falls into the ocean, exhausted, and genuinely doesn't think this is going to end well for him. He's gonna faint in the middle of the ocean, where he'll sink to where the sun can't reach him. He won't be able to do the weird photosynthesis thing he and Kal do in space. He's gonna drown. Then he's, like, suddenly Prince Eric? From the Little Mermaid? But the Mermaid is way hotter and also a dude.
He's underwater, and very deep. He can feel himself fading out, black creeping along the edge of his vision.
Then, there's movement.
A very large mermaid - sorry, merdude - with glowing green freckles and crystalline, snowy hair. He's roughly the size of an Orca, and has the coloration of one aside from the freckles and vivid, glowing green eyes.
The merdude reaches out, very gently cradles Kon in his hands, and Kon's exhaustion catches up to him. Kon blacks out.
Kon wakes up on a California beach, alone.
He immediately tries to reach out to Aquaman; he's gotta find that merguy and uh...thank him. Maybe ask him out. He's not sure how he'd date someone the size of an Orca Whale, but he's Superboy; he'll figure it out.
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Aquaman has no idea what Superboy is talking about; there is no race of mer that large. He'd know, he's the King of Atlantis. Superboy keeps telling him he's wrong, though.
And the more he looks into it, the more he's hearing rumors of a very large, very ancient mer that spends their time lounging around old shipwrecks.
A mer that disappears the second anyone tries to approach them.
A ghost.
Or; Danny was lazing about in the ocean, searching for treasure from sunken ships (Sam said he needed a hobby), using his larger, slightly more eldrich ghost form with the tail. Call him cringe, but it feels more fitting to be in the ocean with that form. Makes him feel all majestic and the like. He comes across a hero floating in the ocean. One he vaguely recognizes as a member of Young Justice? They're in like...California. Somewhere. He decides to play taxi. There are consequences. One of those consequences may or may not be a date.
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gentle is the curse when you listen
sweet are it’s assurances to keep you
alone in the mists it’s left you in
harsh is the curse when you struggle
cutting are its demands to keep you
isolated in the fog, under the rubble.
—l.r. cole, “gentle is the curse”
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ghostreblogging · 10 months
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Dp x dc scenarios I forgot
Danny had just moved into the Wayne manor. The whole situation was messed up. Danny had been regularly targeted by mysterious beings and Danny being the second removed cousin of the Waynes was placed with Bruce. It did not help that he had black hair and blue eyes.
When Danny finally came from the airport he immediately requested to go to his room. And they were very understanding of his situation and didn't push much further. And left him alone.
Until Dick came over to check on him. And found him putting square papers in the corners and windows. All of them having been written in unknown language. That was faintly glowing green.
That was deeply. . . . Concerning. So Dick softly made himself known and slowly asked
"Um, whacha doing?" The teen turned to Dick, quickly like a spring being unloaded. Quick and precise. His eyes seemed so unmoving, like he was judging his very existence.
"Sorry. . . I am just putting up wards. Keeps the voices quiet, and the dead quieter."
Dick softly inhaled and mumbled " not dealing with that , alone. And decided to bring some reinforcements. Quickly
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Danny was more than annoyed. His parents managed to mess up big time to awaken old curses on the Fenton family bloodline. And now it was targeting him. As the currently strongest Fenton descendant .
I mean they were weak but they had sacrificed themselves and only have mind on their vengeance and In return became blood hounds that were annoying and loud.
And unmoving in their resolve.
He was losing a lot of sleep over this. Finally his parents decided to do something and in the mean time sent him off to a distant relative. Hoping that changing of custody can change his last name and forgive him from the curse.
Spoiler alert it didn't.
When he finally arrived at the manor he was already ready to pass out from exhaustion. And walked directly to his room and started preparing wards. It should help. In the middle of the preparation the oldest came and literally told him what he was doing. It didn't help that he was still cranky and that made him much weirder than usual. The man made a weird face and quickly excused himself.
Great another person who thinks he is a weirdo.
"Just what language is this" ughh another voice. He was not in the mood to play exposition. Nor in the mindset.
"The language of the unborn. " He just started quickly not done with the wards. It still needed protection against tampering.
"Uh huh"
"What does it do?" Another asked
"Keeps the voices away, the sources in the primordial soup and the forgotten whisperers as just a trace" he is aware he is being like clockwork but who cares. He is too tired to care.
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deadsetobsessions · 5 months
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DCxDP Writing Prompt: (I wrote some myself but yk)
Ghost was Gotham’s first cryptid. That’s right. Even before Batman. He’d established himself in the city as someone who takes care of things, helps the weak, aid some of the strong trying to do good. His information network sprawled the expanse of the city. In between the day the Waynes died and Batman’s reappearance, Ghost set up shop and slowly began to remove the sludge clinging to Gotham’s spirit.
Danny thought the name was a little bit on the nose but as someone who used to go by Invis-o-bill, he definitely wasn’t complaining.
Besides, people had accidentally aligned with ghost culture when they began calling Gotham his haunt. It was, and having people recognize that helped to boost his core. It was his haunt, and while he was taking down mob bosses, they were also considered his to take care of.
Which meant Danny felt it the moment Batman stepped into his haunt. He stayed his immediate violent reaction only because Gotham herself materialized to stop him from scalping the guy. She whispered to him how his parents died on these streets, how she wanted to choose him as her Knight. The Lady Gotham looked at her King, and asked him to withhold his judgement, bowed her head and pleaded.
Danny, eyes glowing a toxic green, stared at her until the rage from Batman’s presence- invader! trying to steal his haunt!- had calmed.
And he agreed, probationally.
The Ghost stood back and watched, commanding his network of people to assess and judge the Bat as a possible asset. A possible ally.
And so the Ghost’s continent of people, from prostitutes to white collar workers, from street kids to socialites, watched.
And Lady Gotham’s knight proved himself. And he found one of Ghost’s informants. And Danny?
Danny tilted his head back and laughed, glad he allowed Bruce Wayne to live despite his unknowing transgression.
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puppetmaster13u · 3 months
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Prompt 247
Danny grumbles, going limp as the Spirit plucked him up, holding him out like some sort of stray cat. Their golden eyes stared across him, white hair shimmering and bloodied feathers rustling as they tilted their head. 
“You sure he’s not somehow ours?” Bludhaven asks again, setting him down once more to circle. Amity laughs, wild hair the color of wheat fluttering in a non-existent breeze and portal pulsing like a heart as she rests a hand on his head. 
“Well darlin’, I am asking if you would be open to adopting,” the Spirit laughs, the sound as familiar as the birds outside his window in the mornings. “Well, I suppose I could always ask your dear sister Arkham-” 
“No no, I would be honored,” Bludhaven smiled a literally sharp grin, something mischievous and violent about it in a way Danny was slowly growing used to. “I’m just- look at the little ghostling! He looks like he could be from ours! My hair, your eyes… he’s just missing markings…” 
“Markings he’ll get once you give me an answer darlin’...”
“OH- Yes, of course! Sorry, I got whelmed there.” 
“You have been stalking your vigilante a bit too much there Blud.” 
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huxloween · 2 years
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Huxloween 2022, Day 27
The prompt for October 27 is Curse. 
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goldengirlgalaxy · 5 months
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An Assassin Child and His Ghost Sword
For whatever reason, Danny has become a magical sword and been thrown through time and space, eventually landing in a completely different world far in the past.
In all honesty, being a magic sword isn't the worst thing ever, to the point he's basically using it as an extended vacation. Whenever he's alone he sleeps, whenever he has a wielder, he gives them advice and extra abilities and the like. If he gets bored in one area, he's able to move himself to another.
However, Danny ended up screwing up somewhere down the line. See, he has the ability to only work for those who are 'worthy' (basically a catch all term for the people Danny likes or can at the very least be civil with). If someone 'unworthy' picks him up, he'll curse them.
Unfortunately, after a long string of unworthy people, everyone now believes Danny is solely a cursed blade, his ability to bless others forgotten when he finally goes down in the history books.
Then when Danny finally come to the modern age, he ends up being found by one Damian Al Ghul.
Damian is all by himself for one reason or another (running from the League, disagreement with the Bats, etc.) when he finds Danny. And frankly, what kid wouldn't want a magical, talking sword that grants incredible powers, especially when you've been trained in how to actually wield them. He doesn't really have a plan, so he decides to just travel around trying to find a place he belongs.
Danny likes the kid and decides to look after him since he's all by himself. He helps the kid travel around the world, teaches him how the world works, helps him with any moral issues that being raised by assassins brings, etc.
Meanwhile, the rest of the world is wondering who this small, wandering child with the sword is.
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 27 days
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Danse Macabre
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prompts-in-a-barrel · 9 months
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"Where's your sword?"
"Threw it into the ocean."
"What."
"Turns out it was cursed."
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marvel-ous-whump · 3 months
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aftermath of statue curses
Let's be honest. We all love a good "Turned to stone" or "Turned to ice" curse right? The angst of a caretaker finding a whumpee like that is just *Chef's Kiss* so good. But we're really snoozing on the aftermath. of what happens to poor Whumpee when the curse is broken. Seriously;
Atrophy or weakness of the muscles.
Gravel Rash everywhere. (for the stone curse)
Frostbite EVERYWHERE (for an Ice curse)
frequently recurring chills (both, Stone is still cold y'all.)
incredible disorientation or dizziness.
coming out of the statue starved and dehydrated.
Whumpee collapses into Caretaker's arms the minute the curse is broken.
Coughing up particles of whatever they were encased in.
Whumpee is desperate for the Caretaker not to leave them, ever. Especially if they were somewhat conscious inside the statue
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nerdpoe · 11 months
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forgive me but...viral tiktokker memer danny au
he gets the attention of the entire justice league like, the grimace meme? he cuts to incredibly concerning places that should not be possible for a mortal to access. cuts to a literal green void as Danny stares up at Walker
That one is followed by a followup of Danny in ghost jail
That one is followed up by Danny not in ghost jail, but he refuses to elaborate on how he got out When the Lil Nas X Montero meme was out? danny literally played it as he descended to Hell from the Infinite Realms. Constantine recognized some of the demons.
When he participated in the devious lick meme, he straight up stole Wulf and declared himself the winner, because who else could say they stole someone from a high security prison?
Can't think of anything else at the moment but u get the point. the league doesn't know that Danny is Phantom, they just see a young teen with potential powers of either chaos or luck dimension hopping for an app.
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