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kaysdenofchaos · 5 months

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Battle Scars AU Masterpost

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xdeaktiviertxuninteressantx · 3 months

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Ich wünschte, ich wäre einmal genug.

#eigenes #herzschmerz #liebe #verliebt #verletzt #vermissen #trennung #schmerz #enttäuscht #ohne dich #keine richtigen Gefühle #gelogene Liebe #Heuchlerin #verlogen #betrogen #D.

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1996zig · 1 year

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Ich brauche das Gefühl von Sicherheit.

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hel7l7 · 4 months

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I still miss you

#D.

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in-th3-v01d · 8 months

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I merely detected your presence in the void and wished to say hello!

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH-

#* .#* Fuck1ng. what #d.#rottmnt mikey #in the void #betaverse #tmnt betaverse

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i-am-become-a-name · 1 year

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anyway I think the holographic implants should be permanent and from now on Tegan, Ace, and Yaz should, at the most emotionally needed or hilariously inconvenient moments, be haunted by their best friend and actually have a chance to talk with them.

#power of the doctor #power of the doctor spoilers #potd #potd spoilers #doctor who #and when i say talk in two of the cases i actually mean mourn #seven and ace play chess together (she moves the pieces for him) and he teaches her more of his twisted sneaky skills #yaz thinks she's being haunted.#tegan spents a week solidly ignoring him then when she's sitting down with a book and a cup of tea and he's sitting opposite she throws her #arms up and makes a cup of tea to sit at his elbow even though he can't drink it because he looks so sad.#i don't want it to be completely in their power bc then they could just do it at the meetings. but an inconvenient ghost that is their frien #d.#(none of them die alone. ten twenty fifty years in the future they have their doctor at their side. they can't hold their companions hand #but they'll be there to say goodbye as the companion goes off for their final unknown adventure.)#fcking fck i made myself cry #seven #ace #tegan #five #yaz #thirteen

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b-for-blue · 4 months

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#organized mess #D.

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starry622 · 1 month

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WHEN HAVE I FAKED A HYPER FIXATION FOR 3 WEEKS AS A BIT

ITS BEEN THREE WEEKS??????????

#I HADNT EVEN SEE YOUR SPN POSTS LIKE AT ALL #I WAS NOT EXPECTING TO OPEN YOUR BLOG AND SEE. uh #whats. whats his name.#um.#d.#duhhhhhhh #d... dan?#dean???#dean.#its dean.#...#...right?#oh god what if thats the other guy. or the other other guy. fuck.#no its dean #cuz thats the one you like.#............right.#anyways i thought you were just. Saying. 'haha yeah im into spn. the horrors amirite' every now and then. as a bit #it feels like something you would do

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xlovexbombingx · 3 months

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Weißt du noch, wie wir zusammen im Bett lagen, ich meinen Kopf auf dich gelegt habe und wir einfach glücklich waren? Weißt du noch, wie wir immer zusammen gelacht haben und jeder um uns herum uns egal war? Weißt du noch, wie wir zusammen Dinge unternommen haben und einfach beide wir selbst sein konnten, wir uns nie verstellen mussten für den anderen? Weißt du noch, wie wir uns gegenseitig in den Arm genommen haben und uns niemals loslassen wollten? Wir haben alles gemeistert gehabt. Du wolltest uns nicht aufgeben, aber am Ende war ich dir sowieso egal und du hast mich einfach nur verarscht und dafür solltest du dich einfach schämen. Du solltest dich für dein ganzes Verhalten schämen, aber weißt du was? Mir war es irgendwie klar das du mich nicht liebst, ich hatte es im Gefühl und dennoch habe ich gehofft das mich mein Gefühl täuscht, aber das hat es nicht.

#einsam #gebrochen #gebrochene seele #gebrochenes herz #trennung #vertrauen gebrochen #ohne dich #sehnsucht #D.#eigenes #Gefühle #keine richtige Liebe #verlogen #betrogen #Ex Freundin #Unsicherheit #falscher Mensch #Falsches Leben

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the-wyld-october · 10 months

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Brujay prompt: “Have you ever kissed anyone before?”

Pt. 1

9:58PM [ Send me your location. ]

10:01PM [ seaside motel. couple miles outside the city. ] [ y? ]

10:05PM [ I'll be there in twenty. ]

The drive was uneventful. Somewhere halfway, he'd sent a text while waiting to slide through the tollbooth, asking for the room number. Jason gave it to him.

Bruce stepped out of the car and into the motel parking lot, heat thrumming in his veins.

He could still turn around. There was time for him to get back in his car and return to Gotham, pretend like this hadn't happened. If even one person crossed his path, he might. The presence of another person would break the tenuous, selfish thread he'd bound between himself and the object of his affections.

The door to room 212 opened after three rapid knocks.

Jason didn't seem surprised to see him. He stood there in nothing but a pair of cotton sleep pants, posture a lazy slouch. He'd dried his hair, left the shock of white to curl across his forehead. The motel air conditioning rattled, wafting the scent of cheap soap and gunmetal off of him.

Bruce found himself staring at the neat scar bisecting his chest. The Y-incision should have filled him with familiar, crushing guilt. More proof of his greatest failure, forever haunting him. Should have. All he wanted was to press his teeth to the raised skin and thank every god he knew that Jason was alive.

After several long moments, his eyes swept up and when he met Jason's gaze, it stole his breath away.

His eyes were blue fire, an inferno hot enough to put Hell to shame. The firestorm ringed pupils large with unabashed desire, want written plainly in his stare. There was a flush tinting the sharp arch of his cheekbones, threatening to spill down his neck.

"I take it that Harper isn't here."

Jason's tongue darted across his lips. His mouth turned up at the corner in a familiar, cheeky grin.

"Photos weren't for him anyway," he said all too casually, as if he hadn't just cut an artery before a starving predator.

Bruce physically felt his self-control snap.

He palmed Jason's nape, noting the tension in his shoulders appear and disappear just as quickly. Years of vigilance overpowered by a truly staggering amount of trust. That alone felt like enough to cripple him.

Bruce dragged him in close. Jason's breath stuttered. He grabbed at his forearms, calloused hands gripping wrinkles into the fine fabric of his suit. They were close enough Bruce could almost hear the rabbit-fast beat of his heart and smelled the mint of his toothpaste.

His free hand found Jason's hip, slotting his thumb into the space right above the bone like it was a pressure point made for him. His wayward disciple listed forward, mouth open and eyes lidded.

Bruce hummed.

"Have you kissed someone before?" he asked, equal parts curious and teasing.

Jason made a frustrated noise in the back of his throat, squeezing his upper arms almost painfully hard.

"Course I have," he muttered gruffly. "Takes a guy a lotta courage t' try an' seduce Batman, y'know."

"Is that what this was?"

"Bruce."

Something in him fractured at the sound of his name in that desperate tone. He'd never heard Jason like this, breathless and needy.

Bruce kissed him like he meant to eat him alive.

#alibaeba #brujay #d.#dcu

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kaysdenofchaos · 5 months

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Why does void L hate Void D so much? Is it just some far off feeling or something?

Close! Tho truly, there's many reasons for their.. dynamic

Having no recollection of their past lives, D & L don't really have that brotherly connection from before. While the multiverse shows clearly their familial relationship, it is also vast and various- they don't trust the idea of loving each other when the idea of hatred and abuse is just as likely.

When a soul persists but fractures after death, they usually latch onto whatever emotion they held last. For L, it was anger, for R, it was grief, and for D, it was.. well, nothing. Complete apathy. While L aggressively feels everything, D feels absolutely nothing. And to L, that in itself is infuriating.

On top of everything else, there's a specific feeling of anger L feels when he's around D. He isn't actually sure why, and M never responds when he asks. L just assumes D is to blame.

Despite their differences though, they depend on each other the most. D is the only one who can handle L's depressive state, and L is the only one sane enough for D to hold a lengthy conversation with. It's not a great relationship, but it's all they really got.