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metukika · 7 months
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something something repressed desires
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Little things I don't know what to do with
1. Phantom: Just because you're my dad doesn't mean you get to tell me what to do!
Nightwing: *just now learning he has a clone son and is nearly hysterical* Actually, it does!
Killer croc: *still holding Phantom by the neck but is now awkward about it* Uh, is this a bad time?
2. Tim goes undercover as Alvin Draper in infiltrate this new and very successful gang thats popped up in Gotham only to start falling for the mysterious leader Danny Nightingale aka a mage going by the name Hex
3. Future 7ft tall Phantom bursts into present day Gotham City like a meteor. Curled into a ball, he desperately tries to keep his unconscious husband safe from the flames and impacts as they are thrown through several buildings before creating a crater in one of the local parks
By some miracle his hubby is safe and Danny passes out once he sees some of the local bats approaching via rooftops
4. Danny flirts with Spoiler by bringing her wierd stuff thats purple. What makes it interesting is that none of this stuff should be purple
5. Danny accidentally ends up in the DC universe via ghost zone portal after he gets injured by one of his parents failed experimental weapons and it destabilizes him. He fights Superman thinking he's possessed and hes actually creaming Superman pretty bad since Clark can't hit what isn't tangible but oh boy, it can hit him.
Anyway the other supers come out to save Superman and began ganging up on Phantom.
Danny, fully convinced they're all possessed, opens a portal and manages to get them all in using Looney Toons Trickery promising to come back and "free the hosts" once he gets a more stable portal. Danny can't go through it since he's so unstable and has to look for some way to fix himself before it becomes a (after)life-threatening issue.
Turns out Ectoplasm is somehow worse for a Kryptonian than Kryptonite and they have no powers what so ever within the Ghost Zone and everything aches.
Oh.
And they're basically living out every creepypasta/horror movie ever in this creepy hell dimension.
Fun times.
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robinfollies · 1 month
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and we believed ourselves when we said we’d never be alone again 🌼🌈💖
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lamiue · 9 months
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Head empty. Just Crowley in 1941, West End.
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sparkleoverlord · 1 year
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wifihunters · 4 months
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merry christmas to me i have now checked off "built new pc from scratch and didn't Fuck It Up" from my life achievements
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silentvoidtreeshop · 10 days
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i regret to inform the hermitblr community that ive made a terrible discovery.
whilst doing homework after re-watching mumbo's ranking video, i had the realization that i use my keyboard and mouse similarly to etho.
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I'm so sorry for this horrific information. i will be taking 3-5 business days to reevaluate my situation. thank you for your understanding in this troubling time
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coles-scythe · 9 months
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I know we always talk about and reassure each other how our F/Os would listen to/enjoy hearing us infodump about our special interests, hyperfixations, obsessions, and all of our other types of passions. But what about listening to THEM? Hear about their interests and fixations and passions. Find out how deep their knowledge on a certain subject is. Even if you don't understand anything they're talking about. Infodumping is like a love language to me and I love it when my F/Os infodump to me like I do with them.
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cathalbravecog · 11 months
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first thing i drew on my new tablet to test it out is the tv beast themselves
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corneliaavenue-ao3 · 1 year
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When Harry Potter was born, he knew nothing of prophecies or horcruxes. The name Tom Riddle meant absolutely nothing to him. He knew of a woman with long, copper hair and green eyes and a tall man with messy, black hair. He knew of three pairs of hands that were the hands of his uncles. He knew what snuggles were and he knew what it felt like to have a body with only one soul. 
When Harry Potter celebrated his first Halloween, he knew nothing of trolls in the dungeons or Death Day Parties. He knew nothing of petrified cats and words written in blood by a girl who has no control over her own body. Goblets of Fire meant nothing to him at this time and what the consequences could be if his name were to ever come out of one. Instead, he only knew of the orange costume his mum put him in that made him look like a pumpkin, and the painted face of his dad that made him look like a skeleton.
When Harry Potter celebrated his first Christmas, he knew nothing of coal in stockings and shoelaces as presents. He didn’t know what it felt like to watch his cousin open up his 25th present while he cooked Holiday brunch in the kitchen. He didn’t know what a belt was or how it could be used as a punishment if the bacon came out a little too crispy for his uncle’s liking. He only knew of stockings filled with toys, and 25 kisses from each one of his parents. He only knew of his mum’s (off key) singing of muggle Christmas carols as she helped his dad cook Christmas brunch. 
When Harry Potter played with the big black dog, he knew nothing of the grim. He did not know the scared feeling of being chased by bulldogs owned by his uncle’s sister. He knew nothing of magical prisons and unjust criminal systems nor was he aware of The Ministry of Magic and the secrets that lie within its walls. He didn’t know how thin the dog could become after being starved for 12 years. He knew only of piggyback rides and wet, slobbery kisses. 
When Harry Potter celebrated his first birthday, he knew nothing of letters addressed to a boy who lived in a cupboard under the stairs. He was not friendly with spiders and their cobwebs littering his bedroom. He did not know about drawing birthday cakes in the dirt with eleven candles on them. He only knew of toddler sized broomsticks that he could chase the family cat around the living room with. He knew of a big cake baked by “Ma” that ended more on the floor and his face than it did his own mouth. 
When Harry Potter woke up on his second Halloween, he knew nothing of death. The name Tom Riddle still meant nothing to him, and he did not know that green flashing lights were a sign of evil. He did not know how devastating a betrayal from a best friend could be. Most importantly, he did not know the sound of his own mother’s screams. Instead he only knew the bright colors his dad would shine above his crib as his mum told him a bedtime story. He only knew “Pea” as a surrogate uncle, just like “Serus” and “Reem.” Most importantly, he only knew the sound of his mother’s laugh.
When Harry Potter was left on the doorstep of his aunt and uncle’s house, he knew nothing of abuse. He knew nothing of his cousin’s fists or the silly, little game called “Harry Hunting.” He knew nothing of negligent teachers who ignored the obvious signs of mistreatment. Instead he only knew the stars that twinkled like the bearded man’s eyes and the flying motorcycle in the night sky. He only knew the faint cheers from wizards and witches all across Great Britain celebrating the death of the man he now shared a soul with.
He knew nothing yet of what was to come.
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ralvezfanatic · 1 month
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i was writing hotch and accidentally mistyped smth and my keyboard suggested horchata 💀
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beannary · 11 months
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ok what do rich people rooms look like
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jamiethebeeart · 4 months
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⊂⁠(^‿^)⁠つ⊂⁠(⁠・⁠ω⁠・⁠*⁠⊂⁠)
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darkfinch · 1 year
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there needs to be,,,,,a typewriter, but not a hassle to acquire & fix and use and maintain. modern typewriter. simple maybe digital typewriter that doesn't have internet access or other features it's just for typing words and that's it. big storage. maybe it's an e-ink screen so it doesn't hurt ur eyes. maybe it doesnt cost 700 dollars. this is my dream i am gazing dreamily into the night sky dreaming abt it. modern typewriter
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emojiturtledaily · 2 years
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Day 464: 🐢 & 🪨
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babyfrankiestein · 17 days
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pink dessert emu ootori stimboard! 🧁
🍨🍭🍨 | 🍭🍨 | 🍭🍨🍭
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