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little-pondhead · 10 months

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DPxDC Prompt:

[this is a long one please forgive me]

Bruce lied to the others about his trip through time. Not all of it! Just…one specific thing.

During the early parts of his timeline hijinks, before Tim realized Bruce was still alive, he had a bit of a respite in between his endless time jumps. (Maybe a certain ghost was helping him out.) With a fuzzy memory at best and a strange itch to investigate the unknown, Bruce had been taken in by an old couple who had no kids but wanted to pass on the family name. And who better than a thirty-something amnesiac stranger who could actually be related by blood?

Bruce, with nowhere to go, accepted his new name, grew out his hair, and quickly got accepted into college for engineering. There, he met two of his closest friends; a redheaded woman who could kick his ass and a wet chicken of a man who could also kick his ass. They both made him nostalgic for something he didn’t remember, and that made him sad sometimes, but the two were always there to cheer him up.

Years passed, and Bruce’s life moved on. He settled well into his new name, mourned his parents when the eventually passed, celebrated his wedding with the redhead, and grieved when the last of their trio fell out of touch. He had a daughter, and then a son! They were both so smart, even if they didn’t share the same passion he had for exploring the science behind the afterlife. (Something about the dead just itched his brain in an infuriating way, and Bruce wasn’t one to let sleeping dogs lie. He just had to find out why he was so obsessed with this stuff!)

Eventually, his and his wife’s research yielded results, and that’s when bits of Bruce’s former life started coming back to him. After the portal opened, he spent his days with his head in a fog, oblivious to the world around him as he struggled to continue his work.

Why did he remember a boy named Dick? Who would name their child that? And Jason…who was Jason? That name always made him sad. There were more names, more faces, but none of them were his. He could never remember what his name was supposed to be. All he had was the one his adoptive parents gave him.

His wife was worried. His daughter was struggling. And his son…his son sometimes hurt to look at. Bruce didn’t know why. He knew he was being a terrible father, but something in him wanted to cry whenever he gazed at those clear blue eyes, just like his own. His son was too smart for his own good, and realized his dad had started avoiding him.

The day his son purposely left the room so Bruce could relax was one that hurt him even now.

Time kept passing, and Bruce was becoming anxious. His brain fog was as bad as its ever been. He had constant headaches, and his hands kept twitching for nonexistent tools on his belt. Something was going to happen. Something had happened. A voice in his head told him it was all his fault.

So in an attempt to clear his head and spend more time with his family, Bruce insisted they all go to dinner at the local diner. His son invited his friends. Even better! More people meant more distractions from his messed-up thoughts. He wouldn’t spiral with the kids around.

And then something exploded.

The last thing Bruce remembered was his son’s (green??) eyes widening in fear and horror as something yanked him violently backwards. He fell farther than expected, through a portal and a green sky full of black stars. A hand tightened on the back of his jumpsuit, hauling his giant body through another portal with a roar of a motorcycle.

And then…and then…and then what?

All of a sudden, Bruce was sprawled in some mud in the middle of a forest, dizzy and coughing from the explosion’s fumes. He’s singed all over, and his ears still rang from the force of the…what happened again?

Bruce sits up, and all of a sudden, he’s in the era of the pilgrims. His memory has been wiped clean, his new name and family forgotten thanks to the hands of time. His adventures through the time stream continue, with him assuming many different identities throughout many different decades.

The memories of being Jack Fenton don’t return to him until he’s back in 2004, once again in his own time and living as Bruce Wayne. A glowing green sticky note informs him that “The Nasty Burger Incident” had just occurred. His “other self” just had his ass dragged to another era, so the time loop would continue.

It also informed him that he had an orphaned son crying for him at Bruce’s own grave.

Well, his forgotten son (that sounded bad, even to him) was supposed to be about fourteen now, right? Bruce hopes he doesn’t have to fight anyone for custody.

#pondhead blurbs #danny phantom #dpxdc #writing prompt #‘Alfred get the Guy’#‘you haven’t even left the house today’#‘my dad senses are tingling and I may need to fistfight another billionaire so have the Other Guy on standby as well’#Bruce becomes Jack Fenton #he went to college and literally built a life for himself at the same time ‘Bruce Wayne’ existed #‘Jack’ just never watched the news #clockwork had to make sure Danny existed so guess what! you’re the son of the bat happy birthday #the nasty burger incident happens but in the two seconds it took to kill everyone #Johnny 13 dragged his ass to another era #he was ordered to by clockwork #I have zero clue how old Bruce was during his timeline shenanigans and idk when it took place either #just work with me on this #please I am begging you #he only got his memories back when the time matches up with Jack Fenton’s ‘death’#Danny loses his dad and then gets him back in the span of 24 hours but now his dad is a billionaire??#well he gets to watch Bruce fistfight Vlad for custody and then stop him from killing clockwork #cause how DARE Clockwork just make him FORGET an entire family he had???#morally grey clockwork #Danny is trying really hard not to become Dan and Bruce is trying really hard to explain this to his other kids #‘no this one is ACTUALLY mine’#‘yes I know I was a teen in Europe when the wedding would have happened’#again don’t know the dc timeline just work with me here #please don’t ask me to continue this I will cry #if someone else does I’d be happy to read it though :))

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chimonystack · 6 months

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Guys.

This movie.

THIS. MOVIE.

WAS SO. GOD. DAMN. INCREDIBLE.

SKLDFGJLSJSFLHKJ I LITERALLY HAVE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER WITH A VIDEO GAME MOVIE IT IS SERIOUSLY SO GOOD

THIS MOVIE IS THE FIRST EVER HORROR MOVIE I HAVE EVER WATCHED AND I AM SO GLAD ABOUT THAT

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GO WATCH IT

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ninacarstairss · 1 year

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I CAN’T REMEMBER HOW TO BREATHE

#CAN U TWO PLEASE STEP ON ME #PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU #kit connor #yasmin finney #heartstopper #heartstopper cast

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palmtreepalmtree · 4 months

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I am so utterly baffled by trends. I could never be in marketing.

I admit that I am not into things (which makes it very difficult to buy me gifts), so that's sort of a handicap right off the bat. But that's not to say that I don't ever buy or receive things that I love. I have a few traditional ceramic mugs in my office rotation that are favorites and bring me joy on every use (a couple were gifted, one was my own purchase).

But this article describes a secondary market for these water bottles ($240 for something that retails at $49.99), and it links to a tiktok where a person shows off their 20+ collection of these things? WHY

Having nice things is nice. Having things you like is nice.

But I am just so confused by conspicuous consumption and brand consciousness. What is it that compels people to do this? The brands and their insidious advertising do enough psychological damage to me already. I'm not virtuous for not buying more things. And I'm obviously not magically unaffected by marketing. But I don't feel compelled to collect or be trendy. So I just don't get it.

How are people out there just leaning into this shit so fucking hard? WHY

#the pt is baffled by capitalism #buy less things people #who has this much discretionary money #please i am begging you #lol just spotted one of these on the desk of one of my teammembers #old person shouts at clouds #i'm not just old #i was always this way

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ask-whitepearl-and-steven · 2 years

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Can you please give us an update on the comic?

#i have literally explained the fact that my motherboard is fried #two posts down #please i am begging you #if you have time to send me this many asks #you have time to scroll down and READ THE THINGS I POSTED ON MY BLOG #this panel is from a comic that was posted on patreon several months ago #so if you wanna read that you should check out patreon ig uess #when i get my computer back i will fire that up #chekhov answers

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thathomelessartist · 1 year

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If anyone sees this please help i would like friends

Things I like to talk about at unreasonable lengths:

Undertale/AUs

My OCs

My Hero Academia

My current favorite book series (The Thief by Meghan Whalen Turner I love her i want to read the other ones please)

Beetlejuice is cool

Musicals are cool

Minecraft (who wants to play Minecraft?)

And uhhhhhhh thats it please please please I need friends I want friends. I consider to pay money even, like a loser, for other people to see my post talking about friends and wanting them.

I am also willing to use discord (is that acceptable?? I don't knOW I barely used Tumblr even in like 2014 is discord not a Bad Platform[tm] please)

I love you all so much and I wanna assimilate really badly BC I hate Twitter and always have it makes me depressed but I am stupid and just. i need a tutorial guide in a human being i can ask dumb questions. I hate algorithms too but I am also stupid so. PLS. Have mercy on my soul.

#my hero acedamia #undertale #undertale au #this is a cry for help #please i am begging you #the thief #meghan whalen turner #twitter #twitter refugees #beetlejuice #musicals #minecraft #OCs #my ocs #discord #friends #friendship

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sparklyeyedhimbo · 1 year

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OKAY NEXT SATURDAY KING IS TRYING TO GET HIS MAN BACK

AND WILL GET MR KRIT FIRED PLS

#bed friend the series #please i am begging you

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dawningfairytale · 1 year

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we got nischa canon we got spacedolls canon therefore

blackrose canon when

#i'm going for the hat-trick ya'll #and no electricity is not included to that #even if the cast find out about it which i really hope they don't #blackrose rtc #rtc #ride the cyclone #please i am begging you #let me have my funky fresh choir sapphics #like brittana but they're losers with one extra braincell each #academically not socially

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dinodogs · 3 months

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guys.

listen to me when I say that letting palworld get a pass for supporting (and possibly using) AI is the beginning of the end. We CANNOT let a game slide just because its fun.

Allowing this game to get by with devs that support AI and it possibly even using AI is going to think other studios think they can get away with it.

#personal #palworld #please I am BEGGING you #stop fucking supporting this game #is it a good game? yeah i guess. but that doesn't mean we can just ignore the devs supporting AI

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normalaboutdntm · 7 months

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Death Note the Musical panel at NYCC 2023

[ID: Playbill presents: Death note: the musical panel Saturday October, 2023 10:30am-11:30am Room 409. Following acclaimed productions in Japan and Korea and after two star-studded sold-out concert engagements in London, DEATH NOTE: The Musical is coming to New York Comic Con. Playbill will present a panel about the show featuring stars from the recent London concert (cast to be announced) and will offer a sneak peek into the developing production. Based on the best-selling Japanese manga series (60 million copies worldwide) of the same name by Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata / Shueisha, this groundbreaking musical (Winner Best Musical, Korea Musical Awards) has a score by Frank Wildhorn (Jekyll & Hyde, 4 years on Broadway, The Scarlet Pimpernel, Bonnie & Clyde) with lyrics by Jack Murphy, book by Ivan Menchell, and orchestrations and arrangements by Jason Howland.]

Having a Death Note panel in New York is a REALLY strong indicator that we're getting a Broadway production. (I assume "developing production" refers to the West End run, which afaik hasn't been officially announced yet but it's pretty obvious that it's happening.) I've been expecting to have to wait a few more years but it looks like it might be sooner than I thought!

#death note #death note the musical #someone's gonna record the panel right #at least audio #please i am begging you #T-T #oh adam pascal has been confirmed as one of the guests!#I *am* going to animenyc 2023 btw #so fingers crossed they repeat the panel there

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lemintee · 8 months

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Sobbing on the floor begging for better Hairo fics

#saiki k #saiki kusou no psi nan #hairo kineshi #PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU #LET THE FUNKY SHOE GUY BE IN MORE FICS HE DESERVES IT

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copperbadge · 2 years

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Oh, Sam, if banana ducks boggle you, wait until you discover the Liverpudlian superlambanana. Really. You cannot spend time in the city without running into the “mini” ones, only 2 meters high. And heaven help you if you step into a gift shop.

Someday you all will stop tormenting me.

[ID: A photograph of a cityscape; centrally is a large sculpture, about twice the height of a human being, which from most angles looks like an enormous yellow abstract lamb. The back half of the lamb's body, however, curves up in an unmistakable, terrifying banana shape. Why does this exist? We cannot answer.]

#bananas #please i am begging you #leave me to suffer in peace

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ssshh-im-a-secret · 4 months

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I've realized I cannot be left to my own devices. Because I would be that dumb bitch to act on my impulsive thoughts when there's no one there to stop me.

I would probably buy a plane ticket to a random destination with no planning and not think about it, or randomly decide to roadtrip across state lines for no goddamn reason, or get a piercing or tattoo, impulsively.

Because I have very little impulse control. It's better when my friends are there, but not by much.

So I have come to a very serious conclusion:

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Never let me live alone.