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#They did raise their kids together
puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 115
“Seriously old man?” the rumbling voice nearly caused Tim to jump, his eyes darting away from where Ras was sitting, the Al Ghul almost seeming to perk. It was kind of hard to miss the man… teen… being? It was kind of hard to miss the owner of the voice what with how their hair looked like it was on fire. 
They motioned around at well, everything, crimson eyes looking exasperated. “Really?” They were definitely motioning towards him, interrupting Ras when he opened his mouth to talk. “No, I don’t want to hear it, I swear- Did he kidnap you?” That was definitely aimed at him. 
“N-no?” Tim was feeling slightly unbalanced and may be on hour sixty without sleep at this point, if the hour long nap was counted. “I need help finding my not-dad who's lost in time.” 
The being let out a strangled noise that Tim could nearly swear was almost another one, but couldn’t vocalize his slurred thoughts as the dude muttered something, motioning around as though he was tempted to strangle something or someone. 
Ras cleared his throat, looking almost awkward which was how Tim knew he had to be dreaming or drugged. Probably drugged. “Jordan, how good to see you, it’s been so long-”
“Can it Pops,” the being-named-Jordan scoffed, finger pointing towards the Demon’s Head. “Moms still pissed and isn’t coming back any time soon with you still pulling this shit.” 
Tim felt his brain stall, process for a moment, then process some more over what he just heard before his mouth ran before it could catch up. “Ras is married???” 
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skunkes · 20 days
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i may be stupid
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orpheuslament · 9 months
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i dont go there (marvel) anymore but charles & erik really were the love story ever
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bonkalore · 5 months
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Look. I just want that good big brother Jayce content so I can cry over it.
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blue-rose-soul · 2 months
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Wait I just realized something, in raised together au: both alastor and vaggie have a snarky friendship, how does he feel about vaggie 's angel secret or does he already know about it and was waiting until Charlie figure it out or vaggie tell her?
I don't think Alastor knew immediately, but he did figure it out somewhere along the way. The two are kind of suspicious of one another at first, especially when Alastor clocks the angelic spear Vaggie carries everywhere, but time and proximity have let them develop a comfortable rapport with one another. Alastor knows Vaggie would never hurt Charlie, and Vaggie knows Alastor's just a showy (occasionally murderous but only when provoked) dick, so they don't have any real beef anymore. But the back and forth is part of the routine they're comfortable with so they stick with it.
As for whether Alastor would tell Charlie, I think he would stand back and let things unfold on their own. He knows Vaggie's an angel, and that she's fully on their side, so why does it matter? It's a little funny if you think about it.
Charlie's less than amused. When Vaggie's secret comes out, Charlie is mad at both of them for hiding it from her.
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mourninglamby · 9 days
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thoughts on michael? always thought people writing him into the lore was a bit too much considering the way beeduo operated
I hate that fuckin thing tbh 😭
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katanaski · 1 month
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I smoked a bowl with my ex's brother so I'm feeling pretty good rn
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opens-up-4-nobody · 2 months
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#its so weird. i feel like march 5th went on for more than a day somehow. i guess that's just bc we were awake for just abt all of it#my dad wanted to start doing things immediately so he was calling and scheduling all day. we went to the funeral home we went to the store#and it was weird bc as we were moving around it was like wow we r a 4 person family now. this is it. and theres so much to do after a person#dies. or at least there is when they were loved so much and jesus christ my mom was one of the best ppl a LOT of ppl knew. she did so much#for so so many ppl. and with her childhood she had every reason to b a fuck up but no she was kind and selfless and amazing. her mother is#trying to bask in the attention of her death when its like: truely go fuck urself. her being such a good person has nothing to do with u. u#treated her appallingly. fuck off. and fucking everyone knows it. god. she is a product of her grandparents kindness. and it sounds like her#dad was amazing like her. but he tragically died in a car wreck when she was 3. she was in the car. no one in my mums family believes in a#god now. too many bad things happened to the shining gems in a collection of wild alcoholics. but its not all bad. my family's staying close#my dad is taking it hard bc this means hes alone now and my mum took care of so many things bc she was so smart and he feels so dumb. he#feels he didnt deserve her. hes working on giving more hugs now. and hes using us to anxiously talk things out the way he did with mom#which is good. i cant imagine if this happened when we werent 3 adults and he was windowed with 3 kids to raise himself. and its funny. were#saying things we never would have told her. we looked thru pictures of her and she was so so beautiful. a total smoke show. my parents were#a cute couple who produced cute kids. and my mom had trouble communicating and being affectionate tho we knew she loved us there was#distance. theres a pic of my dad pulling her close and shes being tippef towarf her while standing away and thats indicitive of their#relationship. they were 2 partners who lived together independently and that worked but its sad bc my mum couldnt b vulnerable in her#expression. ppl r being so kind tho. ill be in ohio now for like 2.5 more weeks as the funeral stuff shakes out. we have to have 2 bc she#grew up away from her and so many ppl loved her in both locations. she was a popular lady. its so weird to b here on pause. but i feel clear#in my head. i think this will change a lot of my outlook on life. its nice to focus on the person she was and not the horrible 12hrs where i#saw her half dead. i cant imagine how awful it was for my sisters and dad to see her downslide into death. she didnt expect this to b The#Fever that killed her but it did and now she'll never finish a million things. and the house is full of pill bottles and all her junk and#unopened amazon packages and a truck with the fuel left on empty. bc she was an absent minded goofball. ay. well miss her so much#unrelated
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peters-lab-partner · 9 months
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The idea of Alicent being a kingmaker to Daeron is so special to me, especially in the context of Criston being that for Aegon. Kingmaking mom and dad!
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rosymorns · 11 months
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being obsessed w ur dnd character is so taxing. literally five people in the world know about her and only half of them care.
#im kidding i think my whole dnd party does care about valerine.#the dm threatened to Main Character-ize her like he did kayne last campaign (jokingly)#i will tell u about her. i am compelled to.#i have had the idea for a character who was raised as an oracle in a cult and escapes for years and i broke that concept out.#this campaign takes place like 200 years after an apocalypse. like basically nukes. some dwarvea fucked around & opened portals 2 the hell#*hells. and i was like. ohhhhhh u know what would be fun. if valerine was from BEFORE the apocalypse.#basically she foresaw the apocalypse happening and her dad freaked out and panicked and murdered her#and then coerced or convinced. she doesnt know. the rest of the cult built up around her into committing suicide.#and then her planetar mom who is fat and very powerful but was forced away from the material plane by the apocalypse#finally gets enough power 200 years later to resurrect her baby.#and valerine wakes up in what used to be the place she did her prophecying. it is now a crypt.#she wakes up and has to piece together what happened and why her mom brought her back.#and she was raised in! yknow! a cult! she has no way to make it on her own.#her cult is based in the worship of selune but. and this is corny. selunes symbol is like the eyes w the stars around it?#valerine's cult is just the stars. bc val is the 'eyes'. or whatever.#anyway this is fun because we have ANOTHER aasimar who worships selune in the party. i think theyre gonna have a fun time.#carly.txt
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1mnobodywhoareyou · 5 months
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you're only as strong as you think you are
on ao3. This is probably at least mostly @narcissusbrokenmirror's fault. Enjoy :)
Carrie can’t help but survey the crowd. The girls are behind her and they’re about to perform. She’s worked her ass off to get here, regardless of what everyone else has to say, but she’s nervous. And disappointed. Yet another night with her girls without Trevor in the audience. She resolves herself not to cry and straightens her spine, lifting her head high. She can do this. She’s been doing this. Just one more night. One foot in front of the other. 
“And now, please welcome to the stage, Dirty Candi!”
Ray manages to sneak in the door and breathes a sigh of relief as he finds an open seat in a far corner. It’s crowded tonight and he’s glad to see it. He hasn’t missed any of Carrie’s public performances yet and he wasn’t about to start now but after everything with Julie and Victoria, it was a close call. He can’t even begin to figure out what’s going on with Julie. Missing class? Lying? It’s been good to have a semblance of her back after the past year but he’s not prepared for a teenage rebellion. He directs his gaze to the ceiling in silent prayer to Rose and then turns his attention to the stage just as Dirty Candi are called up. He can worry about Julie tomorrow, tonight needs to be for Carrie. 
They killed it. Because of course they did. They always do. Ray pushes down the bittersweet tightening in his chest as he reflects on the distance that’s grown between Carrie and Julie and him and Trevor. He still doesn’t know what happened but he does know that he and Rose had to grieve her diagnosis alone. He has had to grieve Rose alone. Julie has had to grieve her mom without her sister. It’s weird watching Carrie perform without Julie sharing the spotlight. He enthusiastically joins in the applause when they’ve finished their performance. She might not know it, but he’s so proud of her. He wishes he could tell her but the last time he tried to reach out, it didn’t go well. And he doesn’t want to hurt Julie. For now, teetering on that edge of stalker-ish behaviour is the support he can offer the girl he’d always considered his second daughter. He’s about to sneak out when the mic crackles back to life. 
“Julie and the Fat Ones!”
He finds himself curious about the band name but doesn’t get the chance to think too hard about it before he catches sight of an all-to-familiar turquoise top and long leather fringe vest topped by an also very familiar head of curly hair. 
What. The Hell. Is Julie doing here?! He’s shell shocked and can’t take his eyes off his daughter or pick his jaw up off of the table. Now he gets to add breaking curfew and sneaking out to the list of grievances. Why did nobody warn him that this was what parenthood would bring? 
Oh, right. He wasn’t supposed to lose the love of his life before the age of 40. 
Julie corrects the MC, “hi, it’s actually Julie and the Phantoms.”
There’s no response from the room and Ray chances a glance around before she speaks again, “OK.”
And then she’s playing. He hasn’t gotten to watch her play since the last time she and Rose were out in the studio together and he’s not entirely sure he knows how to handle it. 
But wait, ‘and the Phantoms’? Who are the Phantoms? 
There’s a flash and suddenly three young men have joined his daughter on stage and WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING? Ray can’t keep up with all of his emotions this evening. She looks so happy and free and like her Mom and Ray can’t help the tears that track down his face. He’ll be angry later. For now, he’s going to enjoy his nina breathing with life again.
And… well. That’s a way to sober Ray right up. The tears stop immediately and he wipes his cheeks as he watches Julie exchange a look with the (her?) guitarist as she sings. She’s too young to look at somebody like that, right? To have somebody else look at her like that? Right? Ay dios mio. He looks ceiling-ward again. He’s never missed Rose so much as he does in this moment. Who ARE these boys?!
Oh. And now we’re sharing a mic. OK. OK. Ray can handle this. He takes a deep breath. 
They finish their song and the room erupts in applause. He drops his face into his hands.
Carrie watches as Andi Parker makes her way toward Julie. Of course. Yet another opportunity taken away by her ex-best friend. She scowls in their direction before whirling around and nearly running directly into… 
Ray? Right. That makes sense. Of course Julie’s dad is here for her. Of course she gets that.
Carrie bows her head, adamant that she will not be crying in public, and quickly walks away. She’s not quite out of earshot when she hears a very unhappy, “Julie!”
She turns to see what’s happening. Why would he be upset? Julie’s the golden child, isn’t she? The perfect mom. The perfect dad. The perfect family. The perfect band. 
“Dad!” Julie sounds surprised to see him. Oh. Was she not supposed to be here? What the hell is going on? Why is Ray here if it’s not for her?
“It’s time to go,” Ray tells Julie and Carrie is startled out of her thoughts. 
Her wide, glassy eyes meet Ray’s as they walk past and she catches his face soften slightly as he steers Julie out. 
It’s a few hours later when Carrie’s phone goes off.
Ray: You did amazing tonight. I’m really proud of you, Carebear. Keep going. Love you.
She finally lets the dam break, clutching at her Julie-bear as she cries. She lets herself feel everything that she’s been shoving down for the last few years. 
When she wakes up the next morning, her face tight with dried tears, the first thing she does is change Ray’s contact name back, Dad 2.0.
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spinchs-field · 7 days
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you think it’d be weird if i did start believing in god again? because the thought feels comforting. it’s nice believing there’s someone who loves me no matter what. yknow.
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pyrotechnicdarts · 1 year
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with all the childhood flashbacks we’ve gotten this season of tlovm and where we are right now with the craven edge plot, its very likely that pike and grog will get their own childhood flashbacks very soon and i can not WAIT for new fans to Realize exactly why him hurting her fucks him up so bad
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lenofiga · 2 months
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The more episodes I read about the southern wizards' past/pre-main story interactions, the more I'm confused as to why Leno sounded so distant in their introduction scene in pt1. What was that about srsly
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adamwarlock · 1 year
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★ Thanos and The Magus in Thanos (2019) I hate to lose a potential follower as powerful as you, Thanos. But you know there is a choice. Convert or die. Sometimes dying men surprise you when they find their faith. I am happy to–! Convert? Hhh. No. Die.
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