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cemeterything · 22 days
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a lot of stories will take a so-called "golden age" period and go "hey it wasn't actually that good, in fact it kind of sucked for basically everyone but a few guys who benefitted from exploiting the rest" and i can respect that because i love a good exposure of the bones the system is built on, but the thing is i also kind of want more stories where it really was that good and just as horrifying for it. empires bursting at the seams with opulence, where gold really does run as freely as blood in the gem-encrusted streets. warriors clad in shining armour, with weapons so bright and sharp they hurt to look at. every day is overflowing with possibility, every night a party where people gorge themselves sick on sheer excess and still return for more. even the poorest man in the region lives in comparative luxury to his poverty-stricken peers elsewhere. and none of it is sustainable. it's collapsing under its own weight and the rot eating at its heart, its bottomless hunger barely kept at bay. it's a society that isn't built to last or be outlived.
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nerdpoe · 28 days
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The reporters are going wild. Another Wayne child! Another one! And he just walked right past the gala his father just went into!
They swarm the kid, asking over and over how it feels to be Bruce Wayne's love child, and finding out he has a whole second life full of money awaiting him!
Danny , dressed in a very expensive suit and successfully distracted from running away from Vlad (again),was very confused at first, then decided.
Hey.
Let's fuck around.
"Oh, what? No, I'm Bruce Wayne, and I'm far too young to have a child. What's that weird rectangle you keep putting in my face? Where am I? Why does everything look so different?"
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notacluedo · 1 year
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Long hair won out in the end rip all the short haired Menelaus truthers
Art used as reference from littleulvar on twitter: https://twitter.com/littleulvar https://twitter.com/littleulvar/status/1210636583713591296
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zillychu · 9 months
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I'm half asleep when I get up from my bed, and sit down next to my ten-year-old self.
"You're an adult. You're not like me." They say.
"I'm still you." I reply with a sadness I wasn't prepared for. "I'm still just like you."
"No," they insist, "you're an authority. An other. Something I don't understand. I don't see myself in you."
"But I see myself in you." I'm desperate, and I don't know why.
"How?"
"You know about infinity, right?" I already know the answer, but I ask anyway.
"Yeah." They look up at me from the scribbles of Pokemon in a math notebook, from the stuffed animals arranged in a town made of blankets. I don't see the life in them anymore, but I remember what it was like to.
"The universe is infinite."
I pick up a stuffed animal. I still have this one, it now sits on a shelf untouched for years. The fabric is still just as soft, just as loved.
"So adults might know more." I say with conviction, surprised it's my own. "But we all carry the same amount of unknowing. We're all just as lost."
My ten-year-old eyes stare at me. I stare back.
"Why is this important to you?" They ask.
"I don't know." I answer truthfully.
"Maybe I'm just still scared of being left behind."
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sparemoon · 10 months
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These idiots live in my head rent free
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Vox died in the 50s and Valentino died in the 70s. We don't know how old they were or when exactly during their decades that they died but its possible that their lives briefly overlapped.
Anyway, consider tiny baby Val watching the TV while growing up in the 50s and being absolutely glued to the screen because he was blind ass 6 year old and wanted to be able to see his fav newscaster's face(Vox)
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little-pup-pip · 2 months
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Weird request maybe idk buuut could u do like a strawberry poptarts Moodboard?? Adding some other strawberry related things is ok as well lol. Neutral/Masc plz. Paci is cool. Thanks 🍓 :3
Here you go!!
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willowser · 8 months
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sometimes i get the very strong urge to write a comes back ??? fic for bakugou but the more i think about it, the more i realize how emotionally taxing and honestly horrifying it would be.
you and bakugou spend a few years in that weird will-they-won't-they stage before you officially start seeing each other seriously, and then it takes some time to adjust to having a pro-hero for a partner — so it's not always easy. until the time goes by and you have a break up scare or two and things finally level out, and you figure out how to talk to each other and you fall into the beautifully warm comfort of just being together, in love.
and then he fucking dies. in a heart-explodey, blind-in-one-eye kind of way.
the two years that follow are just — time passing, like pages in a chapter you can't understand the words to. you know grief in a way you never could have comprehended before, you wonder what it's all for and how you'll go on. you're angry at him for sacrificing his stupid life and angry at the world for taking him from you, but you're so deeply, down to your bones, heartbroken over losing him.
and you're not the only one; more than any of his friends that you see, deku is the one who is there for you the most. calls you daily and pulls you out of bed, makes sure you eat because he knows that's what kacchan would want. lovingly flings out a few gruff insults that make you laugh until you're both crying in your kitchen. it means something, maybe, that you both can just mourn in the presence of one another, without judgement or care.
your relationship gets a little — dependent. not romantic, at least not for you, but it's like you need the other person for the bits of bakugou they hold that you don't. the memories and the laughs and the bad times as well as the good. the secrets katsuki would never tell you, and the tenderness izuku was never shown.
it never gets easier. every day is just another day. if you think about it for too long, it all comes crumbling down. you're almost having to disassociate through your life just to make it, and that's hard when the whole city mourns him, too. but you do it. every single day, even on the worst of them.
izuku calls you a little more than two years after, in the middle of the night.
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sounding way too awake and out of breathe, though you don't think that's necessarily out of the ordinary, considering his profession. he's a very hyper-fixation kind of guy; you can only imagine what hobby he's picked up and also mastered in the last 48 hours.
he asks if he can come pick you up from your apartment because he "needs to show you something important" and you agree, even if it doesn't feel like it usually does, when the nights are long and you both need someone to talk to. this feels — urgent. a bit worrisome.
you don't know where he takes you, but he's quiet the whole way there. in an old sweater, hair mussed, bags under his eyes like he really hasn't slept in the last 48 hours.
("stupid flighty fucker," katsuki would say, sometimes, when the weight of the world was weighing too heavily on the number one hero's shoulders, and even if he would huff and puff and grit his teeth, you'd notice him checking his phone more often than usual. taking every phone call that came without hesitation.)
you almost want to tell izuku that, in the car, because that's what you do, that's how you've kept him alive between the two of you; kacchan would make a point to tell you that's not how generators work, in the shitty horror film you and deku go see, that kacchan wouldn't dare sit through.
("no, he would," you argue, solemn as the lights in the theater warm back to life, as it empties. "he would."
and after a long, heavy beat, izuku would agree. "yeah. he would.")
izuku brings you somewhere that's too clinical to be as quiet and as dark as it is: inside, the walls and floors are sterile with anti-septic but the lights are off, in every hallway. the only visibility comes from a small lamp that's in a lobby of sorts, and there is a small handful of people you don't know, at all, already there. waiting.
you say his name in a small, concerned question, and when he takes both his hands in yours, they're warm and too wide and sweaty. his eyes glow, but in a way you don't recognize. everything he says to you is — gibberish, a mish-mash of worry and half-sentences and all the warning bells are going off in your head.
"y-you can't freak out, okay? you have to—i can explain all this when...when the time is right."
"you said that you would give anything to have kacchan back, remember? you said—you would do anything."
"i know this sounds—i know how this sounds, okay? but nothing is impossible!"
"i just need you to trust me."
and up until now, you had no reason not to. but you're not sure when he slept last, or even when he ate last, or why he's muttering things about his quirk, how he and katsuki are connected somehow, in ways he's not able to explain.
or why you can faintly hear the steady beeping of a heart monitor just beyond the only closer door in this wing of the hospital.
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00wormwood · 7 months
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ouppy and ouppylord
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toughtink · 2 months
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for better or worse, the wicked movie has forced ariana grande back into her own race and is punishing her by giving her a blonde hair color incompatibly the exact same value as her skin tone.
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gayelderstourney · 9 months
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OLD WOMAN YURI BRACKET ROUND 1
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Propaganda:
Red/Blue:
a love story of two time travelers on opposite sides of a war who leave love letters to each other over millennia. their time traveling shenanigans intertwine their very long-lived lives in unexpected ways
Arcee/Aileron:
Almost all Transformers seen in the comics are at least a few hundred years old and Arcee is one of the oldest, having existed in ancient times in Transformers history. These two are the first Transformers to share a romantic 'on-screen/page' kiss and they're lesbians!
Arcee is old as fuck and known to most casual fans as "the girl one" so I think it's vv powerful of John Barber to make her a lesbian. Aileron I know less about but she's extremely tired and has beef with optimus. Both are several million years old
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irregularbillcipher · 9 months
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quick little thing of the main characters of my flatland/gravity falls fic in the style of my old flatland short film, since i was thinking about it
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incoming-wormhole · 5 months
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Gosh I was at a writers meet up today and we were talking about TV shows when someone brought up Stargate SG1 (BC my friend has just started watching it with her daughter) and I had to sit on my hands and gently correct all the things they got wrong, pretending like I'm very normal about the show
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kuijoon · 7 months
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Sampo and Seele look kind of similar, especially their clothing
So I like to think that when Sampo came to Jarilo-VI the first person he saw was Seele and he just rolled with it.
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sesamenom · 7 months
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some ideas from an au where maglor just keeps living in britain (/himring?)
especially in the earlier eras he had to put a lot more effort into styling/dyeing his hair to cover his ears & the blueness/Elf Sparkle. he also wore glasses for a while to dim the Treelight Eyes (because even as badly faded as he is, it's still really obvious with how old he is).
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edenxrosey · 8 months
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~WIP~
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