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madwheelerz · 1 year

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Understanding that Max is anti-conflict, but willing to take a bat to her biggest abuser for some boys she met a week ago is so-

#byler #max mayfield #i love her #i lover her sm #I'm in my feelings rn #but like she was so scared and she was just so bold bc she wanted to protect them and and #ahhhhhhhh

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kiri-chu · 9 months

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I'm just a Sophie waiting for her Howl that will never find her

#I'm in my feelings rn #howls moving castle #kiri.txt #hopeless romantic #forever single #idk I'm not too worried about finding someone but it would sure be nice if I knew how to drive #sighs #i posted this on twitter too lmao #it just sucks sometimes #knowing I'm ugly qwq #i just wish I was built petite and thin

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buckymcbuckbarnes · 1 year

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What is it with nightshift break rooms and being so fucking awkward with the silences, like all I hear is munching and slurping and I swear to god I will winter soldier these people if they don't stop.

How am I supposed to read fanfiction WITH GOOD OL BORIS ON THE OTHER END OF THE ROOM SLURPING HIS SANDWICH HUH?!?!

All I wanna do is curl up in bed and read bucky x reader is that so hard to ask. Why must we slave away under capitalism. I wanna be a silly little goose doing silly goose things.

#Shit post #I'm in my feelings rn #I just wanna read fanfiction all night #I miss Bucky #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #marvel #steve rogers #captain america #fanfic appreciation #fanfic #bucky x reader #fanfic author appreciation #author appreciation #fanfiction is for self care #Reading fanfiction is the only reason I'm alive #Yo technically tho if I continue making money I can get me a computer and actually continue fucking writing my fics #I could be writing fics now #But bleh

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seospicybin · 2 years

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If anyone asks, I'm writing an angsty Twin Flame-like fic but it's Lee Know.

#eff is up to no good #don't even try to stop me #I'm in my feelings rn

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squish--squash · 1 year

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#I'm mostly making this bc I really want a massage rn my shoulders are killing me #that and a way to pop my back bc i've been feeling the need to pop it for weeks and can't physically do it the way I want

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confessedlyfannish · 7 months

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DP x DC Prompt #6

Phantom is sitting at the Batcomputer, kicking his legs back and forth. With the seat last set for Batman's height, his feet barely skim the ground. He's propped his head up with one hand, examining something he is holding between his thumb and forefinger in the other.

He is very casual for someone who has never been told the location of the Batcave.

"Phantom," Batman grunts. Phantom doesn't glance his way, likely having heard the Batmobile pulling in.

"Hi Bruce," he says. "I had a nightmare last night."

It's important to note that The Justice League does not know Phantom's true age, although there are several theories:

Theory One: he is a ghost dating back to several thousand BCE. The proof of this is sparse but present, through written record of beings with white hair and green eyes and uncanny likenesses found in artifacts proven to be authentic. Could these truly be Phantom? Yes. However, there is

Theory Two: he is a teenager, as his visual presence suggests. This could be true even if his existence is thousands of years old, as his mentality might not have advanced beyond that of a child aged fourteen to sixteen when they died. This is supported by his general behavior and advanced knowledge of memes. The few times he and Red Robin have interacted, Bruce did not understand a word of it without extensive googling. But worse, of course, there is

Theory Three: Phantom is the age of his first recorded appearance in modern times, only a few years ago. Phantom's recorded appearances in the past were sparse compared to his consistent existence in this century, which could hint at a timestream accident similar to Bruce's own, if they are real. And ultimately, this would not be the first time a two year old presented as a teenager in form.

Two out of three options propose Phantom is a child, and so Batman's tone is gentle when he says,

"Did you?"

"Yeah," Phantom says, words almost a sigh. Whatever is in his hand catches in the lamp light, shining green.

It's kryptonite. Phantom is holding a shard of kryptonite.

"Sorry." Phantom twirls his chair around to face Bruce. He holds the shard out in his palm. "I called you Bruce, didn't I? I know you hadn't told me yet."

"That's okay," Bruce says. He takes the shard calmly, his suit's layered biometrics disguising the fact his heart is racing. He recognizes this chunk from his stores, kept in the secure, deepest, impenetrable section of the cave coded to his DNA alone.

He's been aware Phantom's powers include invisibility and intangibility, but the ghost has been benevolent, honorable, and heroic since introduced and he had allowed his guard to slip. All it would've taken is being tailed one time, and now he must rely on that benevolence.

"And I'm sorry about that," Phantom says, nodding at the belt Batman has tucked the kryptonite inside. It will do nothing to stop Phantom should he decide to pluck it away again, but kept out of sight in a lead-lined pouch still feels safer than out in the open.

"I needed to make a point." Phantom says. The words are threatening but his tone is not.

"Oh?" Bruce asks, wary nonetheless.

"I'm really strong," Phantom says. "I can walk through walls. I can disappear. I can fly. I can blast and freeze stuff. I don't need to breathe. Traditional weapons don't really work on me."

"I can duplicate," a voice says from behind Bruce. He whirls around, batarang in hand, to see another Phantom rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "That duplicate will have all the same powers," the doppelganger says, apologetically. He floats back over to the Phantom sitting on the chair and the two merge.

"I have bad powers too, ones I don't like to use. I can scream at things until they fall apart, even buildings. I can...I can possess people, and make them do things," he admits, unable to look Batman in the eye. "It's not that all ghosts are like this, pretty much all of them aren't, it's just that I'm one of the stronger ones, and I'm only going to get stronger, and the stronger I get, the more powers I might get, and the less weapons even made especially to fight ghosts will work on me."

None of this is phrased as a threat, but rather a confession.

"Why are you telling me this?" Batman asks.

"I had a nightmare," Phantom repeats weakly. He reaches under the computer table and pulls out a purple JanSport backpack, cotton dirty and frayed with use. He unzips the front pocket and pulls out a small plastic baggy. He offers the baggy to Batman, his hand shaking.

Batman takes the baggy, examining the contents. Inside are six tiny little dots. They look like poppy seeds, but held up to the light are a deep purple in color.

"Phantom, what are these?"

"Hemo Prunus," Danny says, eyes stuck on the baggy. He's paler than usual. "Colloquially: blood blossoms. At the time they were grown it was believed they required drops of blood to grow, but a friend of mine who likes plants thinks it's more likely they actually just like a higher quantity of iron in their soil. You know, truths found in witch's tales and stuff like that. I don't know much about their care beyond that but I do know they were grown previously in Salem in the late 1600s, early 1700s during their summer seasons with some amount of success so perhaps you can mimic that environment and go from there. From what I've gathered they're incredibly difficult to grow, but I figure if anyone can do it it's you."

"I'm not exactly the gardening type," Batman says dryly.

Phantom laughs faintly. He looks like he's about to pass out, which should be impossible and is not the correct reaction to gifting someone a rare piece of flora.

"Phantom," Batman says again, slowly. "What are these?"

"They're my kryptonite."

Bruce closes his fist over the bag immediately, taking several steps back to put distance between himself and Phantom. "Are you alright?" he asks sharply.

"I'm fine," Phantom says, waving a hand. "As seeds they just sting a little, like nettles."

That's not the reaction of someone being lightly stung, Bruce thinks. Phantom looks like he needs the chair he's sitting in just to stay upright.

Then the rest of his words click together.

"You're giving me these," Bruce says.

"Yes," Phantom says. "For safekeeping."

"To grow."

Phantom's smile fades. "For safekeeping," he says, looking at Bruce's belt. Where he has stored the kryptonite.

The enormity of what Phantom is entrusting him with hits Bruce like a ton of bricks, and he finally realizes that Phantom is not sick but terrified. He is quietly, deeply, terrified. Bruce also realizes that a reaction like that is not born out of fear of the unknown but is the reaction of someone who has felt the sting of the bee and felt their throat close up. At some point Phantom has felt the blood blossom flower, and the sheer memory of it is enough to make the ghost go almost catatonic with terror.

And he has still handed over the one weapon that can hurt him to the Batman, and told him all he knows on how to make more.

I had a nightmare.

"Is this all of it?" Bruce asks, the question coming out brusquer than intended. Phantom blinks.

"Yes, I'm sorry, that's all I could--yes that's all," he stammers.

Bruce shakes his head. "I mean, does anyone else have access to it? Is anyone else growing this that we should be aware of?"

Phantom can't mask a sudden shudder, his reactions always woefully transparent (pun not intended). "No, that's the last of it. No. No. I don't think," his eyes grow wider, "I don't think so," he whispers, to himself, an attempt at comfort.

Way to go, Bruce, a familiar voice whispers, you just scared the kid harder. Bruce drops the packet on a table beside him and strides forward to put a firm hand on Phantom's shoulder.

"I'll make sure of it," he says. He'll pull Kal in and together they'll make sure, the same way they raided every GiW base across the United States four months prior. Phantom looks up at him the same way he did then, with complete and utter trust.

"Thank you," he says quietly. "But if you do...if you do find any more, promise me you won't destroy it. Promise me you'll keep it, the same way you keep the kryptonite. Please, Bruce."

He's not just asking him to keep it. Another weight finds its place, settling on the Bat's shoulders like the cape he wears. Another contingency for a hero he fears will one day be a dear friend.

"I promise, Phantom."

"Danny," Phantom says, "My name is Danny. A name for a name, right?"

"Danny," Bruce says, heart growing ever heavier. "I promise."

#I watched Epilogue from JLU right before this #can you tell #I'm in my feelings so hard rn #dp x dc #dp x dc au #dp x dc prompt #dp x dc crossover #my writing #batman #danny phantom

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sky-is-the-limit · 16 days

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#“it was one sided” shut the fuck up #i can't #I'm deep in my deancas feelings rn help #destiel #deancas #dean winchester #castiel #supernatural #spn

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hockles · 1 year

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#What fuckin' HAPPENS to Irish people when they go to America tho?#they turn into the worst of the worst blueshirts #I'm in my feelings rn #I'm making sweeping statements here #sue me #I'm angry and disappointed

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hidesinhisarchived · 1 year

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Throughout the years and throughout all of the tragedy that Mark experiences, he never loses his kindness, his wonder of the world, or his appreciation of the beauty in the mundane. He knows from experience how important a smile or a gentle word can be to a stranger and often strives to be as kind as possible to those he meets in his day to day, especially to the overworked customer service workers. He can also still be found recording or photographing the world around him, although it’s now more to capture memories and beauty rather than to hide behind a wall.

#⧾ ⊹ * ﹆╰ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ╯// headcanons .#i'm in my feelings rn

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genshin-impact-updates · 3 months

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Happy Birthday, Alhaitham!

I wouldn't have guessed I'd bump into you two in a Sumeru tavern.

Here to give me your wishes? Thank you, it is indeed my birthday. I just hope that today will be as relaxing and enjoyable as any other.

The signature dish here at Lambad's Tavern is fish rolls. You should give them a try if you're interested.

If you stay a little longer, you'll see a couple of other familiar faces too. They're coming over from Avidya Forest, so they should be arriving any moment.

When there's something that calls for a celebration, we meet at the tavern — that's how it's always been with us four.

#genshin impact #genshin impact updates #genshin impact news #official #official art #birthday art #alhaitham #there is no keysmash that can express the emotions i'm feeling rn.#like you people don't get how much he means to me #i love him i love him i love him #he's literally just sitting there. i'm insane #my hands are flapping so much rn but he's just there

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fatimajpeg · 10 months

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summer melancholy

#i'm so in my feelings rn #my art #jjk #art #jujutsu kaisen #sashisu #geto suguru #gojo satoru #ieiri shoko #artists on tumblr #fanart

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sugarplumsfairy · 9 months

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The Crow (1994) dir. Alex Proyas

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astrolavas · 1 year

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thinking about the... potential clawthorne woodcarving mentorship.

+ bonus cuz also thinking abt how if hunter ever met dell's palisman and got reminded of flapjack, he'd probably feel bad abt making that association cuz he knows what it's like to be seen only as someone's different version (even though the bird wouldn't mind much so lol)