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ghost-bxrd · 3 months
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Me, doing a rough estimate of The Antithesis of Magic word- and chapter count and ending up somewhere with 50 chapters and >100k words like— 👁️👄👁️
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theroundbartable · 1 year
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now i was trying smth...
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inconmess · 11 months
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Wish I Were...
Dorym Week Day 4 - Wasn't Fast Enough, Day 5 - Oops All AUs
Rest can be found here or under the cut
Sitting under that particular Cherry Blossom was... nostalgic for Orym. Spreading out the blanket, and setting up a picnic, were familiar motions, which used to be much more frequent before. Even without the set-up, it was one of the most nostalgic places Orym could ever find in his lifetime, and he hadn't even lived that long. Gosh, when did he start growing old.
It started as daydreams, of marriage, of Will under the falling blossoms before they had shared their first kiss and numerous dates henceforth. The proposal, the wedding and subsequent plans, everything under the very same tree. The tree... it had witnessed their milestones, stood as a proud mark of it, even for the death of their relationship, the arrow still poking out of its branch.
And now it is again seeing a resurgence in his circle of relationships, starting from his daydreams of Dorian, asking him out and now...
He tried to wipe away that one stubborn tear trying to find it's way down his cheek. This was supposed to be a happy occasion with happy tears at best, not tears of sorrow!
But when it rains, it pours and when his tears started falling, they never... seemed to end.
"Hey! Orym? Are you alright?" he could hear Dorian call out but couldn't really get himself to reply, lest he sounded like he didn't want this to happen today, or worse, make it to be a nice way to let Dorian down.
"Hey, Dor... Everything is-" he choked and coughed a little on the water he had been drinking in a semblance of normality, causing Dorian to rush over.
"What happened? Why have you been crying? Is something wrong? Did something bad happen and we have to get back right now?"
"What? No no no! Nothing like that happened! It is just me. And my overthinking. Nothing's wrong."
"Orym..."
Orym flopped onto the grass, back to the trunk as he gestured for Dorian to do the same.
"This tree... is really very special to me," he started off as Dorian tried to pull him closer.
"Is it?"
"Yeah... it's seen a lot of relationships. It is almost the love tree of the country,"
"Interesting..."
"But it had also seen a lot of failed ones too. So many over the years. And I haven't been completely honest with you. You weren't my first relationship... you weren't really any of my firsts as this tree has seen me go through all the stages someday... But I want it to! Doing this here, right now, it means a lot to me but..."
"Love. Take it slow. We are in no hurry and I am not going to leave you at any point. You are safe. Is this the explanation why you feel so guilty around me sometimes?" he asked gently.
Orym froze, not really expecting Dorian to have coined that but it made sense, didn't it? He didn't really try to hide it sometimes.
"Kind of. Like I said... I was in a relationship before and I know I should've said it before but every time I wanted to I just feared that-"
"I would leave?" Dorian guess and Orym nodded. "Look, I know you went through something traumatic and I am not going to leave you for that, alright?"
"Even if it means you getting to know I was married before?" Orym asked in doubt.
"Especially if it was you letting me know that you were married before."
"You knew?"
"You talk in your sleep sometimes, some days more than others. Not to mention the ring that you avoid and never wear when you are around me, silently kept hidden and taken out only when I sleep."
"Oh... And you didn't..."
"I wanted you to talk to me about it comfortably without me pressurising you because I know it will be difficult for you to talk. I did ask your mother once and she asked me to give you time, so I did."
Orym stayed silent for a few moments before giving him a watery smile. "Thank you. His name... was Will. We grew up together and fell in love, got married... it was beautiful, truly. I love you but... sometimes... I just feel like I am not giving you enough because there is still this void of me missing him. That you deserve better than some broken-hearted widower? But then I see you and... I just can't..."
"Love, I don't know if I say this enough but I love you, void and all. And you don't have to talk about this if you don't want to."
"I want to!" he exclaimed. "I want you to know because it is an important part of me and my life and I don't want you to be clueless if something happens and you didn't know why, alright? Not like... not like I was."
Dorian shifted Orym onto his lap and snuggled him close, humming in reply.
"Anyway. It had been a few rough days back to back and... we just wanted to have a nice time after a long time so Will had left this letter at home, saying there was a surprise for me up the hill, you know? It was around our 3rd anniversary at that point and... I didn't really know what to expect but... Will was standing on the hill when I came up and we were just talking, you know but then suddenly there was a noise and Will slipped. It had rained that day and the sand was sludgy and slippery, I barely caught myself and was trying to steady him but he..." Orym broke down, sobbing as Dorian gently rubbed his back, letting Orym take his own time to calm down.
"He rolled down, cracked his head and medics said he died on the spot like I didn't know that. Now, I know it was an accident, alright. I know it was an accident, that I couldn't do anything in that situation but my thoughts sometimes reel in's ugly head and love to taunt me about how I wasn't fast enough, strong enough, I wasn't enough and especially after that accident... it was hard to live on. It was hard to come back to this place, no matter how important it is to me. Until I met you."
At this he gave another watery smile as he looked up, hands grasping onto the larger ones on his waist. "The reason... the reason why I called you today... I know I was acting weird and you thought I was being suicidal the other day when I almost slipped off the cliff and I just wanted you to know that while I might seem that way, I never, ever would leave you like that unless someone else does it."
He took a deep breath. "Also, this place is important to me, like I've said before and I wanted to share it with you. And the fact that this is the place where I feel closest to Will and I want you both to meet so bad because I know he would've loved you too. I feel like this is the place you may meet in spirit, if not physical and I really wanted to do this right without breaking down but I can't help it. I wasn't kidding when I said this tree has too many memories."
"And we will make more memories with it." he immediately said as he tried to wipe away his own tears.
"I didn't make things... weird, right?"
"What! No! No! You didn't! I am just... processing. It was... a lot."
"Yeah?"
"But I am happy that you trust me and were willing to open up to me about this. It was brave of you, knowing how hard it would be."
"You needed to know. You deserved to know."
"And I am glad you told me."
"Sometimes... I wish we had magic, you know? To bring back people from the dead. We have so many, for healing, for minor stuff. But I sometimes wish we had spells like that too."
"Would it be worth it?"
"Honestly, I don't know."
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fantasiasodapop · 1 year
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Social Anxietyyyyy--
*seeing super cool writers/artists that you wanna talk to but you're too scared because they're so much cooler than you*
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Like, dude, what are you supposed to do, just click on the chat button?! QwQ
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blub-blub-bish · 7 months
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Hey Google, how to not panic after being informed that your grandmother is in the hospital
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wispscribbles · 14 days
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you know the art you made of Soap "accidentally" giving Ghost a kiss before going on a mission? (before they started dating) what do you think happened when Soap came back from the mission? :3c
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They start dating of course! <3
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nerdpoe · 4 months
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Tim lies, probably for the last time.
He's on his way to a date with Bernard, arguing with Jason about what restaurant is the best for the kind of vibe he wants, when a group of men in white suits pull up in vans and have him cornered.
They point what looks like a Geiger counter at him, and it lights up, shrieking.
"Are you Jason Todd?" One of them asks, leveling some sort of gun at Tim.
Tim, fully aware of Barbara's eyes through CCTV and the actual Jason Todd yelling at him on his phone, hangs up the phone and fully faces the man in white.
"Yes."
There's the click of a trigger being pulled, and then the world goes dark.
On the other side of Gotham, Jason launches himself from the couch the second the line goes dead, throwing on his gear and pushing the panic button he swore he'd never have a need for.
His idiot little brother did a sacrifice play, he doesn't know to who, and he has to go get the twerp before he gets seriously hurt.
Or: Tim, to ensure he would be able to do his mission after losing his spleen without succumbing to an infection, was given a shot of Lazarus Water without him knowing it. This means that when the Guys in White go to hunt down Jason Todd, who they are convinced is a ghost and therefore the only being in Gotham that can set off their Spook-o-meter, and Tim sets it off? They think they've got their ghost. Tim lies and says he's Jason, because he isn't sure what these people want, but if they're prepared for Jason then they aren't prepared for him.
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b1gwings · 3 months
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I was inspired to make this RIGHT after listening to episode 47. There was something so heartbreaking about this scene.
full, higher-quality images with alt text below the cut!
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methoughtsphantom · 4 months
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AU where tim drake can sense dead people so when the red hood makes his debut in gotham he’s very curious about the guy who should be dead by all accounts
robin, sleep deprived: how are you here
jason, who had such a shitty patrol he doesn’t even question why the new robin is here in his safehouse: what?
robin, shrugging because in his mind he is just talking to a random crime lord: i’m just asking, you are supposed to be dead
jason:
jason: how the fuck
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nart-is-a-monster · 4 months
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Wuuuu gays
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fatuismooches · 4 months
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i need more of fragile reader somehow going out of dottore's sight for a bit!!
more reader's misadventures of going missing for a hot minute cause they got curious and ended up wandering off!
maybe they got lost in the tsaritsa's palace once? they got so entranced looking at the architecture they didn't realise that they had drifted off :(
As there were multiple times you begged to leave the lab and go quite literally anyway, once in a while Dottore brought you to his Harbinger meetings, since even Prime was forced to attend these dreadful occurrences sometimes. Though, you weren't actually in the meetings. It was more like you waited outside in the grand hall for it to finish. Yes, it was lonely, but the change of scenery was certainly nice! Zapolyarny Palace was certainly beautiful! However, there's only so much you can take, counting all the lines and dots in the architecture for the millionth time. Oh, certainly Dottore wouldn't notice if you sneak away for a bit, right? Those meetings are so long, you can slip out for just a bit... you've always wanted to explore the Tsaritsa's palace after all, she told you that you were welcome to any time! Unfortunately, you underestimated how big the palace was, and how tired you'd get.
Meanwhile, you have Dottore exiting the meeting, exhausted from all of the nonsense he just had to sit through, ready to feel your touch and relax from all of that (of course, away from prying eyes.) Until he realizes your spot is empty. And he just. Stands there, eyes boring into your regular spot as if he stares hard enough, you'll poof right back in front of him, excited to cuddle with him after all that waiting. He's wrong of course, and has to deal with the snickering of the Third and Ninth, and the lingering stares of the other Harbingers who also know of his relationship with you (much to his dismay).
It's times like these when Dottore's segments are helpful, and though he has contemplated bringing along one of them so you wouldn't get bored, in the end, he decided that there was no way he was going to compete for your attention. Dottore fast-walking around the whole palace was not something the poor Fatui agents expected, nor getting interrogated as to whether they saw you, but that is just something one needs to prepare themselves for in this line of work.
When he finally finds you knocked out, sleeping without a care in the world, a part of him is irritated with himself for caring so much, but alas such is the life of the mad Doctor who's also in love... when you wake up, he definitely scolds you for running off, but you don't take it too seriously...
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animatedtext · 2 years
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requested by blueberry-soda57 
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Au where the portal blows up when Danny turns it on. He still becomes a halfa and has little adventures throughout the GZ, but finds himself stranded in the DCU one day and just kinda haunts Fawcett City and does the vigilante thing.
Billy has no idea what that thing is. (This is working with the au that the GZ is Lazarus and the source of the Lazarus Pits plus no one knows much if anything about the pits so by extention they know absolutely nothing about the gz). Billy turns into Shazam and ask the teen what his intentions are with his city.
While Phantom had proven to be friendly, Billy had failed to take into account that people might take pictures of the two supers chatting in the sky in plain view and that combined with the JL not knowing that he himself is a child, they (along with the city) jump to the conclusion of "Oh. He has a sidekick now."
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redrobin-detective · 1 month
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One of the most frustrating parts of writing for me is working on a scene for hours if not days and being like "this is way too long, people are going to lose interest. I need to cut this down and move things along." And then I scroll back to the beginning and everything I've written isn't even one full page.
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shinobicyrus · 4 months
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Hey, yanno how Climate Change is a real thing that is tangibly, at this moment, affecting our world?
Well it turns out, the wealthy and their investment firms have been seeing the mounting evidence that oil companies have had for decades and are slowly starting to think more long-term about their portfolios in the face of rising sea levels, more extreme weather, and the myriad of ways climate crises are affecting...well. Everything. Maybe this means they invest more into sustainability, green energy, building more resilient infrastructure, or carbon offsets. Some of it, of course, is simple corporate greenwashing, but there are those that are taking this trend and packaging it into something called ESG (Environmental, Social, and corporate Governance).
Now some people would say this is predictable, even sensible. Just the good ol’ Free Market(tm) rationally responding to market forces and a changing world.
But those people would be fools! Insidious fools! For conservative sorcerers have come out with a new cursed phrase to explain this new market trend: Woke Investing.
What makes this investing “woke?” Well, much like how conservatives normally flounder when trying to define a word they stole from black people, “Woke Investing” essentially just means any kind of capital investment that they, the fossil fuel billionaire class and their sycophants, don’t personally profit from.
One of these aforementioned sycophants is Andy Puzder, conservative commentator, fellow at The Heritage Foundation, and former fast-food CEO. He calls this kind of so-called woke investing “socialism in sheep’s clothing,” further explaining in leaked audio of a closed-door meeting:
“My father's generation's challenge was the Nazis, who, by the way, were, of course, very proud socialists[citation fucking needed]. The challenge of my generation was the communists, who were, of course, very committed socialists. The challenge of your generation is ESG investing, and it's more insidious than communism or the Nazis.”(source)
You heard it here first, folks. Not investing as much in fossil fuels is more insidious than the Third Fucking Reich.
As usual, the Heritage Foundation is putting their petro-chemical donor’s money where their mouth is. Bills are being proposed to blacklist banks that don’t invest in key state industries, such as West Virginia coal or Texas oil. Fourteen states have already passed bills to restrict ESG-type investing, with Florida Governor Ron “Bullies Kids for Wearing Masks” Desantis leading the charge.
In other words, Climate Denial has reached such a point that so-called Free Market Conservatives who claim to hate big government are trying to make it illegal for banks, investment firms, and financial institutions to make any financial decisions that acknowledges Climate Change is real.
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Jax, pointing to Hanzo: Is he okay?
Johnny: Yeah, Kuai Liang just decided to train shirtless again
Hanzo, staring at Kuai Liang unblinking:............
Johnny: Watch this, hey, hot stuff! Think fast!
Johnny tosses a water bottle at Hanzo that smacks into him full force. He does not react
Jax, fighting back laughter: Well, at least we know what to do if he goes on another rampage, just put a shirtless Kuai Liang in front of him and he's down for the count
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