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yuesya · 3 months

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Ryomen Sukuna, the double-faced specter. The undisputed King of Curses, who had claimed the title of Strongest in his time.

… Versus Gojo Satoru. The Strongest sorcerer of the modern age –the strongest by a wide margin. In this world, at least. Back in his own world, where everything (hopefully) hasn’t gone to hell in a handbasket, Geto Suguru can confidently say that it’s Gojo Satoru and Gojo Shiki who hold the title of ‘Strongest’ together between the two of them.

Suguru had never paused to think what the world might be like without them. Either of them. And in this strange new world that he’d been thrown headfirst into without any warning, in this world where Shiki doesn’t exist and Suguru himself is dead and Satoru is left to carry everything alone, it…

It means that Satoru says that he will face Sukuna by himself, and everyone else nods along to this like it’s a foregone conclusion. As if it’s only natural. And perhaps it is, and Suguru knows that Satoru has always enjoyed a challenge, but–

It’s not the same. It’s not the same. Even though rationally, he knows that the Gojo Satoru in this world isn’t his Satoru, Suguru can’t help but worry for him, even despite the smooth confidence that the other man wears like a second skin. His friends and students in this world worry too, but Suguru can see how a not-insignificant number of them also look like they can’t fathom the thought of Gojo losing.

Because Gojo-sensei is the strongest. Invincible. Immaculate and utterly untouchable, and there is no one else who comes close to approaching him.

(“Stay with us, Suguru?”)

… Suguru worries for him.

It’s why he remains at the outskirts of the battlefield, when Gojo clashes with Sukuna. Hovering, watching, as the two sorcerers tear apart their surroundings; bridges collapsing and buildings ripped apart like wet paper. Suguru himself is a Special Grade sorcerer, but the level of a fight like this remains a cut beyond him, still. Just the multiple back-to-back Domain Expansions alone would’ve been more than enough to kill him several times over. He can feel the hairs rising on the back of his neck at the cursed energy saturating the air, and the sheer power that they throw around so easily…

It’s something that he’s only ever witnessed from Satoru and Shiki before.

…

He doesn’t know how to describe it. In the aftermath of the single most destructive release of Hollow Purple that Suguru has ever seen, Gojo’s victory appears imminent. But even riddled with injuries and missing half his body as he is, Sukuna looks up with Megumi’s face and smiles, baring his teeth as he brings his hand up in a sharp slashing motion, and–

And something inside Suguru twists, blood thundering in his ears, and his reaction is entirely instinctive. Probably the result of one too many heart attacks that Satoru and Shiki have put him through over the years, if he’s being honest here–

Rainbow Dragon, the most powerful defensive cursed spirit in Suguru’s arsenal, falls to the ground in a spray of red-violet blood, sliced in half. It does not move again, and Suguru knows that it will never move again –his connection to the cursed spirit had been severed instantaneously.

But it’s worth it. Because this means that, instead of having his upper torso separated from the rest of his body, Gojo is only missing an arm and a good portion of his shoulder. It’s his right arm, though, which isn’t good; he’ll need to regenerate the limb in order to form seals for his techniques with his hand–

“… Geto?”

“Gojo,” Suguru returns breathlessly, and then there’s no more time for idle talk. Not when Sukuna laughs, and falls upon them, already having healed from his own wounds –grievous wounds that would’ve killed any other sorcerer three times over. Not when the demon is somehow able to cut through Gojo Satoru’s Limitless technique, how is that possible?!

They struggle, and fight, and do their best. It’s not enough. Suguru and Gojo aren’t as in sync with each other as they need to be against an opponent like Ryomen Sukuna. And while Suguru is a Special Grade sorcerer, he’s not a Special Grade the way that Gojo and Sukuna are–!

Even so, Suguru grits his teeth and fights, tooth and nail, because the only other alternative now that he’s well and truly involved in this (as if he could turn his back on Satoru, any version of Satoru) is to give up, and Suguru refuses to do that.

… Is this how I’m going to die?

…

In the brief instant right before Suguru knows that he is about to face certain death, when his mind is only full of an endless refrain of Satoru, Shiki, somehow–

Sukuna stops.

The monster puppeteering Megumi’s body freezes, and looks upwards. It takes a moment for Suguru to register this odd, odd reaction, and he…

… he can’t exactly blame him.

Because when Suguru decides to take his chances and glances upwards himself to see what suddenly caught Sukuna’s attention, it’s abundantly clear that there’s something wrong. The sky –pulses, for lack of a better word. A strange sort of ripple that materializes in this space without any rhyme or reason, before it stretches open, a yawning circle of something–

Something–

Nothing.

Everything.

… What opens up in the sky in this moment is a chalice of purest darkness, overflowing with brilliant light. The frozen dawn, wrought with evening stars. There are flames curling within ice, meteorites shattering into dust, entire galaxies that wither and bloom–

It doesn’t make any sense. It’s utterly incomprehensible. Suguru stares up at the yawning, gaping maw of– of something, surely, but at the same time he doesn’t know what he’s seeing at all. Infinite possibilities, finite endings. Suguru stares and stares, trying to make sense of what he’s seeing, but the more he peers into that unfathomable void in the sky, the less he can decipher from it.

It’s… almost as if his mind simply refuses to register what he’s seeing.

Then, there is a hand.

A pale, white hand, reaching out with open fingers splayed into the air. And he does mean white, alabaster-white. The hand is followed by a slender wrist, than an entire arm, and a shoulder–

… It’s a person, that much is evident from the humanoid form. The towering creature that emerges from the hole in the sky is most certainly not a person, though. In terms of size, it’s probably large enough to rival Mahoraga. And in terms of color, their coloring is wrong.

White. Solidly stark-white, like a statue carved from marble. A flawless and unblemished human form, to be sure; a distinctly androgynous work of perfection that cannot be mistaken for anything other than unnatural.

Two arms fall down at its sides, while two more sweep out with palms faced upwards. The creature also has two heads. One is attached normally to the body as a regular human would be, while the other is offset slightly above it, much like an attentive brother overlooking his sister from behind, for all their eerie similarities–

–hold on just a fucking moment.

That’s… holy shit. Holy shit. Suguru knows those faces, would know it anywhere, even on his deathbed–!

His mind promptly short-circuits at the mind-shattering revelation. It takes a solid moment, before he’s finally able to loosen his tongue enough to speak again.

“… Satoru,” Suguru whispers disbelievingly, hoping against hope and knowing what he sees down to his very soul. “Shiki?”

What the hell. What the hell.

Suguru, his beautiful, beloved, utterly mad lunatics say to him, voice sweet and ringing with dual-toned laughter. Never play hide-and-seek with us like this again.

#Writing #zenith of stars au #twin cannons au #since it's kinda been mentioned here and there in various asks before #ta-da!#i did my best to make this thing [REDACTED]-free #eldritch abomination sato-shiki lands in twin cannons-verse #well-timed entrance in their search for suguru haha #this would be the sato-shiki that truly has a cult following #suguru: i left you guys alone for a month and you got a cult??

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skillzissue · 9 months

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Okay but consider this-

Lil Leo and Tiny Tello putting they’re foreheads together to show they’re affection for one another.

Cannon? Yeah.

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xxoxobree · 9 months

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Morales Fam Road Trip HC’s.

Ft. Jeff, Rio , The Twins, And You 🥰

You guys are driving to Florida To Visit Rio’s Parents. Orlando Specifically.

You weren’t supposed to come but the twins begged you and their parents until they heard yes.

It was so last minute too, they asked you two days before the trip.

It was Really Miles’ idea that you came, he hates to be separated from you.

Milo (because you guys like that name 😭 it’s so basic) too hates to be separated from you but he’s Capital P fr so he couldn’t let you know that.

Rio said you guys weren’t going to any theme parks but the ticket prices are reasonable so they bought them to surprise you.

You are forced in the middle seat to keep the peace between the twins. 😂

It works for the first 2 hours of the trip.

Big Daddy Jeff 😍

He’s Driving ofc

Goes 10 under the speed limit.

Calls out every traffic violation he sees.

Had a lot of coffee so he’s a bit jittery and is talking a lot.

Holds Rio’s hand🥰

Does the dad hand thing when he hears snacks being opened.

Shakes it and throws it in his mouth 🤣

He was that nigga back in the day, yk what I mean ? 😏 so the playlist is good but clean versions only 🤣

Does the dad “Hey.” When y’all are misbehaving in the back.

We’ll get there when we get there , when asked how much longer.

Needs to stop to pee every hour 🤣

Mama Rio.

Had to pray for her sanity before she entered the car.

Takes pictures of everyone and everything the whole car ride.

Loves the cows , makes everyone look at the cows and horses.

“Oh my god Jeff, stop.” Whenever he calls out a road violation.

Ask if you guys are excited every time you stop.

Turns around with the mom face when you guys aren’t listening. Fussed at you guys in Spanish.

Y’all are listening to Selena.

Plays some of her childhood music and talks about memories in Puerto Rico.

Plantain chips and water. And don’t ask her for none. 🤣 She gives Milo some cause that’s her baby Miles is salty , but she shares with him too.

Miles

Is sooo excited you said yes, has a whole itinerary for you guys, that he FaceTimed you about the night before.

Sits to the left behind Jeff

Sketches Things he sees, on the way , redesigns street signs. Sketches a picture of you and his brother.

Shows you the sketches to get your approval.

Only one who listens to Jeff’s fun facts

“That looks like you” when he sees something ugly. He did it to Jeff and had the whole car cracking up

Begs to go to universal studios because he wants to take a picture with Megatron. Lowkey a minions fan too.

Shares his blanket with you.

Leans on your shoulder and falls asleep.

Makes you watch cartoons with him. You love it.

He and Jeff eats everyone snacks. Doesn’t want to share his tho.

Share with you ofc.

Tells you stories of his grandparents.

Takes pictures of him you and Milo.

Throws his legs across you and Milo.

Milo

Is excited you came too but he’s Capital P so he just hugs you.

Is the reason you’re in the middle. “I’m not sitting next to him ma.”

He leans on your shoulder too , they’re clingy boys.

Talks to Rio in Spanish the whole ride.

Shares his AirPods with you. His playlist is fyeeee🔥🔥🔥 puts you onto new artists and songs.

Plays IMessage games with you. He wins every time.

Texts you talking shit about Miles 🤣 you tell him to be nice.

Shares his candy with you and Miles

Him and Miles go back and forth about Miles eating his snacks.

Pushes Miles’ legs off of him every time and give him a death glare.

“We close Ma?” Rolls his eyes every time he hears no.

Watches Tik toks with you

#morales twins #neteyamsmunch #miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #e42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #prowler miles #miles morales fic #neteyamsmunch fics #miles morales x you #miles g morales #breeandhermunchesfics #breeandhermunches #miles g morales fic #miles g morales x reader #prowler miles fanfic #earth 1610 miles morales #morales twins au #morales twins head cannons

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arceal-doodles · 1 year

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hi so i went ham with a new AU

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- Blue is MARGINALLY older by a few minutes. The twins dangle this above his head constantly and both get their asses kicked at the same time.

- Both twins are judges. Toriel had a blast with that one.

- Poor fluffy bottoms... Asgore was so confused when he met both of them. They each made him think he was talking to only one person named Pyruse through the door.

- There has only been ONE successful genocide run. Chara and Frisk had a helluva time. Never again. Both twins remember this (and secretly, so does Blue).

- Sometimes Chara calls both of them Pa-pyruse. Like a dad figure. Frisk calls both of them idiots and other profanities that they could get away with.

- Temmie still hates everything.

- Muffet can tell the difference between the two of them pretty easily so she keeps different tabs on each one. Both have yet to pay her back in gold, though favors like bringing in more customers and getting her resources keep her happy.

- Ghost!Mettaton met Pyr on the internet and became friends over the internet. Ruse met him through Pyr talking about a ghost on the internet. He’s a lot happier and a lot less lonely after Napstaton/blook met Alphys.

- Both brothers are chill with Napstaton. They like his music, sometimes humming it while Blue is running the robot’s songs in the background.

- Alphys complains to Blue how she wants to spar with the twins. They keep saying no :(

- There’s twice as many explosions in Undyne’s lab, and a sudden increase in robots walking around Hotland. No one’s really complaining, as the robots pretty much take over the guards’ patrol.

- Grillby has a secret ketchup stash for Blue when he shows up because of his brothers’ antics.

#queque cachoo #literally just pa-pyre-rus #soooo #i head cannon as both bros being chill and regular swap papyruses #BUT!!#Pyr is leaning towards swapfell personality in terms of quieter and more possessive #and Rus being a lil shit leaning towards fellswap and loving messing with people #but both are at the very core still regular swap papyri #god i had such a nice time doing this #undertale #underswap #undertaleAU #sans #papyrus #pyr #ruse #blue #arci doodles #swap!twins AU

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too-much-tma-stuff · 9 months

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Settling in

Part 4 of my Demon Twins AU, a simple shopping trip between Danyal and Bruce, One of the Demon Head’s heirs try being childish. Previous First

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When they entered the high-end department store Bruce has selected Danny froze, there were so many colours, so much movement, so many people and music. He breathed through the anxiety, deep and slow, starting slightly when a large, warm hand landed on his shoulder. “Are you alright?” Bruce asked with a worried expression.

“Yes I’m fine,” Danny said automatically, before pausing for a moment and repeating more sincerely; “I’ll be fine, I just haven’t been in a store like this before. There’s a lot going on, and a lot of people. It’s an adjustment to be somewhere so… brightly lit.” He said, his lip curling slightly

“Alright, maybe I should have brought you somewhere smaller to start, but I didn’t know what style you would like so I wanted to bring you somewhere with a lot of options. We can leave and go somewhere quieter if you want?” Bruce offered.

“I’m grateful for the offer but no, I really will be alright,” Danny assured. “I don’t even know what styles I like. I intended to ask Tim to help me look up some inspiration, but I didn’t get the chance, so I guess I’ll find out what I like as I go. And you’ll have to tell me if something is entirely unacceptable. With as many children as you have you must know something about youth style,” He told Bruce who grimaced a little at the suggestion.

“If I turn out looking ridiculous I’m going to hold you personally responsible,” Danny teased his father with a cheeky smile, and Bruce huffed something that might have been a laugh.

“Well alright, I’ll do my best to help,” Bruce assured, shooing Danny deeper into the store who, reassured that Bruce would tell him if something was unacceptable, took off into the store. He found a bunch of different things, styled and cuts that he wanted to try on, just to see how they felt and looked.

“There’s a limit to how many things you can take into the changing room,” Bruce said when he saw how many thing Danny had grabbed. “Maybe you should go try these on for now and pick out more after?”

“Oh sure!” Danny said looking towards the changing room and then hesitated. “I’ll come out to show you the clothes?” He asked, looking back at his father.

“Of course, I’ll come wait just outside and anything you’re not sure of you can come show me. If you’re sure you don’t like it, or if you’re sure that you do you don’t have to ask me. I know you’re worried, but I really doubt anything you pick out will be totally terrible. This is a pretty high-end store, all the stuff they sell here is fashionable. It doesn’t all match but if you don’t clash colours I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Bruce assured as he lead the way over to the changing room.

He sat down on a bench outside the changing rooms while an attendant showed Danny to a room and he tried on the clothes. He rejected the tighter pants he’d picked out himself, they were too restrictive, the looser jeans were good, and so were the pants. Some of the shirts were good, he found he liked lighter colours on himself and he found some textures that felt good against his skin. He went out to show his father the two outfits that he liked, and with Bruce’s approval he went and picked out more clothes that he now knew would suit his taste. It ended up looking… well not unlike Tim’s style, though with lighter colours, which he sort of knew that it would honestly. He liked the way Tim dressed, he just hoped that Tim wouldn’t mind.

With enough clothes picked out for a decent wardrobe they went to check out, a few people were noticeably staring at them and Danny gave them an impassive but polite smile. He hoped that even though people had clearly recognized it wouldn’t cause problems. They had no such luck though, and were just finishing checking out when someone started taking photos. Bruce quickly hurried them out of the store, staying between Danny and the stranger as much as he could so the only photos would be blurry or obscured. It didn’t matter, they both knew that article would be in the paper by tomorrow morning.

They didn’t talk about it, instead Bruce just told him next they’d be going to was another, more private store where they would be getting him a couple of nice suits for events. Of course, that made sense, Bruce were suits all the time. For all casual clothes seemed to be the norm for Bruce’s children they all had to clean up for various press conferences and galas, Danny has seen the pictures.

The store they went to was really nice! It was quiet, the music they played was peaceful, it smelled like sandalwood, and the clothes were horribly uncomfortable. Danny found he Hated suits, they were scratchy, and warm and constrictive, but he knew they were necessary. He bore with it and said nothing, mostly letting father make the choices because he wouldn’t like any of them anyway. He put up with being touched, and measures, and cooed over by the staff with as much grace as he could, but he was glad when it was done.

“Alright, they’ll make necessary changes so they fit correctly and send them to us, probably just in time for them to have to be let out again when you have a growth spurt,” Bruce chuckled to Danny as they left. Danny smiled politely and tried to pretend his skin wasn’t still crawling from the feeling of the wool against it. Not well apparently because Bruce’s expression immediately softened. “You alright Chum?” He asked, and when Danny didn’t answer he added; “Why don’t we go get some lunch? We can just go through the Batburger drive thru and park somewhere quiet to just eat in the car?”

“That sounds good,” Danny agreed, he didn’t know what Batburger was of course but quiet, food and a little break from the errands sounded nice.

It turned out what Batburger was, was really fucking good! The food was really greasy and flavourful, and Damian would hate it no doubt, but Danny thought it was great! He ate carefully, trying not to get any grease or sauce on his new shirt, and mostly succeeded. “Thank you,” He murmured when Bruce passed him a napkin and pointed to bit of sauce that had fallen on his shirt. Danny scowled a little as he wiped it up sauce carefully.

Bruce cleared his throat awkwardly and Danny looked up, his brow furrowing a little. Bruce wasn’t looking at him, fidgeting with his fries, Danny bit back the urge to tell him not to play with his food. “I know you don’t fully trust me or feel comfortable here, and I want you to know that that’s okay,” He said without looking at Danny. Well that was random, did he think that Danny’s discomfort with the wool suit had been something deeper? Danny blinked owlishly at his father.

“The way you’ve been raised… Even seeing through some of it like you did, or maybe because you did, you’re remarkably self reliant, but you don’t have to be.” Bruce forged ahead despite Danny’s blank stare. “I’ll do what I can to earn your trust, and I want you to know that you can always come to me with anything you need.”

Danny looked down and took another bite of his burger, turning Bruce’s words over in his head. They were reassuring honestly, it was good that Bruce didn’t immediately demand loyalty and trust, that he was willing to earn it as all was a good sign. “I appreciate that,” Danny said hesitantly, he wasn’t sure what else to say. He put down his burger and cleaned his hands as he considered it. “You’re right, there wasn’t really anyone I trusted at the league. Obviously not Grandfather, mother… was maybe the closest. I know she loved us deeply, but not as much as she loved the league, she was very clear that there were certain things I thought and knew that I couldn’t tell her as to not divide her loyalty. And Dami means more to me then anyone, but he idolizes grandfather so there was really no one I could talk about my doubts with.

“It took a lot of careful work to get out of there, and I’m good at it, but it would nice not to have to be. More then anything I want Damian to see the truth about all this so I don’t have to hold him at arms length anymore. That was always their plan though, to separate us. There were things about the league he couldn’t tell me so I couldn’t tell you when I left, and I knew things about you and the outside world at large I wasn’t supposed to tell him. By the time they decided to send us both here the damage was done really, and we were used to keeping secrets from each other too.”

He sighed and wrapped what was left up his burger up and put it back in the bag, he wasn’t hungry anymore. When he glanced over Bruce was giving him a pitying look that put Danny’s teeth on edge. He couldn’t help the bit of green that crept into his vision as he bared his teeth. “Don’t look at me like that, we did what we had to to survive.”

“I know,” Bruce said calmly, resting a reassuring hand on Danny’s shoulder. “And you did well, I just wish I had known about you and Damian sooner so that you wouldn’t have had to. If I had known that you two existed nothing could have kept me from getting you from that place.”

Danny took a deep shuddering breath, trying to imagine what their lives would have been like if Bruce had come for them, what sort of people they could have been. But trying just made him sad, he sighed and shook his head. “Thanks,” He murmured, and things were silent for a long minute while Bruce ate a few more fries and then packed away his food as well.

“So, it’s up to you what we do next. I intended to get some decorations for your room, maybe glow in the dark stars for your ceiling, and then I was going to take you to the planetarium, I already have it reserved for us. But if you’re too tired that’s alright, I should have expected this might be overwhelming,” he said with a sigh. ”I guess I was a little overexcited,” he admitted ruefully.

Bruce didn’t have to worry, Danny perked up immediately at the mention of going to the planetarium, suddenly finding he was no where near as tired as he thought he was! “No I want to go!” He said quickly, sitting up properly in his seat and folding his hands in his lap. “Please! I can handle a little more shopping if we’re going to the planetarium after,” He assured with a seriousness that had Bruce stifling a smile.

“Alright wonderful, let’s get going then,” Bruce agreed, finally starting the car again and pulling out of the secluded parking lot they’d settled in. He was just glad no one had tried to break into the car while they were sitting there! After all this was Gotham.

Danny rallied himself well for the last bout of shopping, getting some personal touches for his room including a bedspread he liked, glow in the dark stars, and a few other nick-knacks to personalize the space. It was clear Danny was impatient though, rushing them through the store so that they could get to the main event, the reward for getting all these errands done. Good thing too because it seemed after they’d been spotted earlier the press was on high alert and they barely managed to hustle back to the car before cameras started flashing.

Danny couldn’t sit still in his seat on the final leg of the drive to the observatory and when they got out of the car he ended up grabbing Bruce’s hand to haul him along when he went to slow. Bruce had to laugh as his son’s eagerness, speeding up but not too much so Danny wouldn’t end up running, and maybe to see more of the rather adorable exasperation on his youngest son’s face. They were a little early for their reserved hours but the staff didn’t seem to mind and let them start their tour.

Bruce watched as Danny absolutely lit up as the tour guide told them about the stars, and Nasa, and the known species of aliens. It was so good to see Danny so happy of course, but it also gave Bruce some important information, all of his previous smiles had been some level of fake. Some more then others he was sure, but now having seen Danny truly happy he would know better when the boy was faking, even though he faked very well. Bruce had already had an idea that Danny was, especially when it was a little more strained like when Dick had been fussing over the twins, but it was good to have it confirmed nonetheless.

Bruce had been to the planetarium before, but more for fancy mixers, not with one of his children and it was fun! He paid more attention to the tour and learned a few small facts even though he knew most of info, and it was a little annoying to have to play dumb as Brucie Wayne. After the tour the last stop was the gift shop, where he waited by the counter while Danny rushed around to look at everything.

Honestly they could have skipped the interior design store and just come here to decorate Danny’s room. He picked out far more here. Including a soft blanket with star patterns, a light that would project the Milky Way on his ceiling, a few books, and, after hesitation, a plush version of a made up alien. The sort with grey skin and large heads.

“Is this alright?” He asked when he brought his picks up to the counter. “I can put some of it back,” He added looking up at Bruce with an unsure expression, he seemed to be trying not to pout and not fully succeeding, he clearly didn’t want to put any of it back. Good thing money didn’t really matter in this.

“No that’s alright,” Bruce promised as he pulled out his wallet. “It’ll help make your room feel more like yours, I want you to be comfortable here,” He assured. Danny grinned up and him and piled the items on the counter. The woman behind the counter smiled at him as she scanned the items, Danny smiled back, genuine but shy, an unusual smile for him.

Bruce was tired by the time they left, and Danny was energized beyond belief, practically dancing around Bruce, carrying the bags as he chattered at Bruce about the stuff he’d just learned. Bruce listened with a little smile, humming and nodding along as Danny switched to talking about how excited he was to read the books. He stowed most of his stuff in the back seat, keeping the plush as he climbed into the passenger seat, repeatedly running his fingers over the soft fabric of the alien, finally falling silent.

“You did well today Danny, I’m glad you had fun at the planetarium,” Bruce said without looking away from the road.

“I did,” Danny murmured in agreement, when Bruce glanced over Danny was frowning slightly down at the plushy. “They took pictures of us, there’ll be an article by tomorrow about your new charge. We’ll have to do an interview within the week. I can do it, but I’m worried about Damian being out in the public eye so soon, I’d offer to do it for both of us, but I don’t think he’d accept being left out.” Danny said.

Ah, back to being far too serious for his age and worrying about his brother. “I can speak for both of you for now, make an announcement about how I have two new sons but you need time to adjust so you won’t be in the public eye,” Bruce suggested and Danny nodded thoughtfully.

“Damian won’t accept it unless you specify we’re your biological sons,” He said with a wry smile and Bruce chuckled.

“Alright, with my play-boy reputation I don’t think it’ll surprise anyone,” Bruce agreed, and Danny nodded again.

“That will do, you should call a meeting with the two of us tomorrow to discuss it, so he won’t feel left out,” Danny murmured.

“You look out for him a lot, don’t you?” Bruce asked thoughtfully.

“We look out for each other, I know your rule against killing, but it was necessary in the LoA and more then once he finished off a target that was supposed to be mine. I could rarely follow through. My skills are less obviously useful then his skills with a blade and willingness to draw blood. I expect if you asked him, he would say he looks out for me more.”

“And you let him believe that?” Bruce asked, without judgment, whether or not it was true he wanted to know what Danyal thought.

“He’s very stubborn, I would prefer not to fight with him. We look after each other according to our skills, that’s always been enough for me,” Danny mused, running his fingers over the plush again.

“You’re a good kid Danny,” Bruce said, reaching over to ruffle Danny’s hair. “Why don’t you pick something to listen to on the radio?” That was enough serious talk for tonight. Danny nodded and started messing with the dials, finding some music and turning it up a bit.

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When they got home the other had already eaten but Alfred had set them aside meals. He shooed Bruce and Danny into the kitchen to eat, assuring Danny he would bring the bags from the car up to his bedroom to unpack later. Damian came to sit with them and quiz Danny about what the outing was like as he ate. Between bites Danny told Damian as much about the day as he could, as honestly as he could to prepare Damian for his own trip tomorrow. Bruce mostly stayed quiet through the meal, he seemed to be off in his world but both the twins knew he was listening to them intently.

“Do you want to come see the stuff that I got today?” Danny asked, tilting his head to the side a little.

“Why would I want that?” Damian asked with a sniff, a beat of silence following as Danny stared hard at a brother. “But alright,” he relented.

“Great! Come on,” Danny said, getting up from his chair, bringing his dishes over to the sink. “Thank you again Father,” Danny said politely before rushing off with Damian on his heels, chiding him for childish behaviour.

“Damian, we are children,” Danyal told his brother once they were in Danny’s room with the door closed, giving Damian a little smile. “Father will not mind if we act our age, at appropriate times of course. I know that because I tried it today, I was excited when he took me to the planetarium and I didn’t try to hide it. If anything, he found my childish behaviour charming,” He pulled the stuffed animal out of one of the bags and tossed it to Damian.

“Neither of us have ever had a stuffed animal have we? We witnessed other children beyond the League of Shadows having them, but we were ‘to old for them’ the moment we were old enough to want one. But Father didn’t blink at buying me one today, he doesn’t mind if we let loose a little. I promise,” Danyal said, giving Damian a reassuring smile.

Damian harrumphed, examined the stuffed alien and then tossed it back onto Danny’s bed. It was a better reaction then Danyal had feared, he’d half expected Damian to try and destroy the plushy. Danny started to unpack his clothes as Damian thought that over. The occasional snide comments about Danny’s choices were absentminded and didn’t take away from his thoughts, Danny ignored them.

“We don’t know how to be children,” Damian said, sulkily, he didn’t cross his arms and pout, but Danny could tell by the way his hands twitched that he sort of wanted to.

“No we don’t, I don’t think we even really know how to be ourselves. But I think we can try, do some slightly silly things, ask for some things that Grandfather and Mother would never let us have or do. What’s the worst thing that he could do to us Dami? Punish us? We’ve been hurt plenty, we’ve been trained not to fear pain. Throw us out? We can return to the league if he does. The worst thing he can do is be disappointed, and we can learn from that. We have much to learn, and we won’t if we don’t try.”

Damian hummed, unconvinced but without argument. Danny shrugged, he couldn’t make his brother do anything, just try to nudge him in the right direction… or what he really hoped was the right direction.

Letting the serious conversation drop Danny unpacked the rest of his trinkets and set them up around the room, leaving the stars to put up later and laying out his on the bed. “I think the constellations we can see from this part of the world are different from the ones at home,” He said as he flipped to one of the pages showing the night sky. “Maybe some day he’ll take us on a mission, somewhere with a clearer sky. I want to know all the constellations we might see before then.”

Damian gave a long-suffering sigh but sat down next to Danny so they could look at the book together.

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#danny phantom #DCU #DC stands for disregard cannon #dc x dp #Danyal al ghul #damian wayne #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #demon twins #demon twins AU #something feels off about this chapter but I'm to tired to tell what #I'm going to make a subscription post for this story tomorrow #Danny loves space #good dad bruce wayne

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polararts · 1 year

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bonus

#idk what kinda au this is lmao #not cannon in any way #sketch doodle #art #fanart #trigun stampede #knives doesn't talk or wear shoes #only telepathic twin speaks to Vash #that's the only headcannon I have ok

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tblsomedoodles · 8 months

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some more Bitty Clara wips

i'm working on something that has already gotten out of hand (it's 9 pages rn and i'm only about halfway through with it).

I might post something later today (b/c i just finished Good omens season 2 and have thoughts) but im not sure so have some baby doodles for now : )

#tmnt #rottmnt #seer twins au #apocalypse timeline #my doodles #look i just wanted a canon comic of leo meeting clara #like my non cannon one #but less sad #and now i'm 9 pages in and she only just showed up #idk how many pages this is going to be #but i suppose we shall see when i get there

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vicaly · 23 days

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So dumb idea inspired by the Malamar Beeheyem episode where they mind control peeps but it apparently doesn't work on stupid people it'd be so funny if because Delia is usually pretty easy going lax no troubles little air headed that Cinders memory altering just pft didn't work because her brain actually picked up on the fact the memories seemed off as her usual thoughts are more floaty, just Delia who knows she's acquired a child and doesn't even let on she knows just thinks they've ran away from home potentially from abuse and so she's gonna give that baby a safe place to life

Delia who is also might be convinced Cinder might be a Zorua, but also!!! That doesn't matter cause that's HER Wolf fox creature puppy child now.

Yes Delia was definitely suspicious from the start!

As a single mom for two vastly different kids I feel as though her fragmented memories altered by Cinder (Mewtwo) would clash with what she observes.

Owning a restaurant with S tier food combined with her and Ash's huge appetites', she'd see the cracks in Cinder's eating habits instantly after the 'twins' find their way back home. Not that she'd mine in the slightest :)

Hiding old refrigerator photos of her and Ash to stop them from finding proof that she knows, checking to see if Cinder's form is an illusion with Mr. Mime, she definitely safety checked that glass cannon so quick Cinder didn't even have time to hide what they were lol

#my art #art #mewtwo #pokemon #ash ketchum #ash #twin duo au #mewtwo has a soft stomach from being a test tube baby #glass cannon with apple sauce as fuel

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quillisadoll · 13 days

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I can't sleep again 💀

SO imma be talking about / reviving this really old idea I had back in like 5/6th grade (I feel so old saying that)

My idea is that what would happen if one of the twins died like in a car crash or something like that.

For example let's say hikaru died in this tragic accident .

How would Karou respond to that??? How would the other host members respond to that???

Because like their whole thing (up to their character ark) is being basically the same person SO if we remove one half of the person how would the other half react

My current thoughts is that Karou wouldn't even bear to look at himself or leave his bed like at all and the hosts would be concerned and stuff yadda yadda but the real kicker is that people STILL CALLS HIM HIKARU SOMETIMES and that causes him to spiral.

But anyways that was my little au idea thing :3 feel free to add onto it lol

(go look at my tags I'm silly in the tags)

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unfried-mouth-wheat · 11 months

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Goblin mode Cain is a danger to anyone around him.

Prepare to run if he rushes at you on all four.

Goblin Mode: Over stimulation and letting the palismen take the reins

Result:

#twin brothers! au #tb! cain #not cannon to the actual au but lets be real here goblin mode is so cannon #stickman violence #blood tw #the owl house au #hes just a lil guy comeon let him. bite your arm off

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tereox · 8 months

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Accidental pirate AU Snippet #2

Rating: G

Summary: Rex won't teach Fives and Echo to use the cannons. They believe that is very unfair.

Notes: This doesn't have a fic. The premise is this: The vode are fishers. They may have stolen some children from abusive situations. Their boats have a lot of cannons and weaponry to defend against the pirates. Thus they have been dubbed pirates themselves. They don't really mind.

Fives sighed heavily as he sunk down to sit next to Echo on a supply crate. He'd used all the tools at his disposal but he hadn't even come close to convincing Rex to showing them how to work the cannons. It would be helpful for all of them if they could defend the ship from an attack. He had no idea why Rex couldn't see that.

"My turn." Echo announced. Like he had already worked out the solution for this particular problem. Fives frowned.

"If we can't convince Rex-" Echo paused with a knowing grin.

Fives stared at him for a moment. If they couldn't convince Rex, who was their direct superior, they could- "We convince Fox!"

Echo nodded. "We convince Fox."

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"You want me to what?" Fox finally looked up from the map to stare at them.

"We want you to teach us how to use the cannons." Fives repeated.

Fox scanned them for a moment, then shrugged. "I don't see why not. Rex learned it when he was younger than you two."

Fives suppressed a gasp. How dare Rex keep that knowledge from them.

"Come on, let's not waste daylight."

Fox left the cabin and the twins trailed after him. Score.

#accidental pirate au #my fanfiction #let them use the cannons rex. nothing bad will happen.#snippet #fanfic #fanfiction #star wars #clone wars #commander fox #clone trooper echo #clone trooper fives #tcw fox #tcw fives #tcw echo #domino twins #brotherly bonding

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yuesya · 5 months

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“Who’s Shiki?”

Gojo Satoru stares, confused as Suguru-who’s-not-Suguru makes a hitched, strangled sort of sound in his throat. He tilts his head –he’s never heard of a ‘Shiki’ before, but going by the other man’s reaction, Shiki was someone important.

Why?

Probably something to do with the differences between our worlds. That much is not particularly difficult to deduce, really. But the reaction of this Geto Suguru from another world to Satoru’s complete lack of recognition to ‘Shiki’ felt strange, somehow, like it was significant in a way he couldn’t quite name–

“… What are you talking about?” The other sorcerer’s voice sounds shaken. “You… you don’t know Shiki? She’s your sister!”

His what.

Satoru’s jaw drops open. “I have a what now?”

A sister? Him? Gojo Satoru is pretty sure that he’s an only child; a sibling sounds like something he would know about!

He’s fantasized about having younger siblings during his childhood, sure. The Gojo Clan was a cold, cold place, and people only ever saw the Honored One and not Satoru. Even his own parents. Gojo Muneyoshi only ever occupied himself with how Satoru’s lessons and training were coming along, and Gojo Sachie only cared for the status that Satoru brought to the family and nothing else. The other children in the clan either avoided him out of awe and fear, or tried to suck up to him. Satoru didn’t make any friends until entering Jujutsu High, and… the less said about that, the better.

(Why was I not enough to make you stay, Suguru?)

If Satoru had a younger sibling –knowing his parents, he doubts that they would pay any attention to them. There was only ever one user of both Limitless and Six Eyes at a time, so they wouldn’t have the same pressure that Satoru carried on his shoulders pressing upon them. The elders wouldn’t watch them as closely as they did Satoru.

If Satoru had a younger sibling, then they would be his. As a child, Satoru had so very badly wanted a friend and confidant and someone who would always, always be with them. It didn’t matter if they were a sorcerer or not. He’d just wanted–

But Gojo Satoru was the only son of Gojo Muneyoshi and Gojo Sachie.

“Gojo Sachie?” Suguru makes a funny sort of twitch. Satoru instantly hones in on that odd reaction. “… So your father remarried?”

Satoru frowns, “Not that I’m aware of, no? I was born to Gojo Muneyoshi and Gojo Sachie. I’m guessing that’s not the case in your world?”

That would explain the existence of a younger sister, at least–

“It’s not,” Suguru confirms. “In my world, you and Shiki were born to Gojo Muneyoshi and Gojo Hina.”

Gojo Hina?

Satoru stills. That name…

There is a shrine that Muneyoshi keeps inside his home. A shrine to Gojo Hina, and Satoru remembers overhearing an argument between his parents once about it –something about Muneyoshi not being able to ‘let go’ of his ‘first love,’ and Satoru had lost all interest in the conversation by that point.

It might be nothing. But…

“As far as I’m aware,” Suguru continues, “Gojo Hina died shortly after you and Shiki were born.”

Okay, that somewhat matches up, then–

–hang on. Satoru does not have a good feeling about where this is headed. “After Shiki and I were born?”

“Well, yes. The two of you are twins.”

Twins.

Twin children. In sorcery clans, twins were a curse. Even though it shouldn’t matter in the case of fraternal twins, but if one child was born the Honored One and the other child wasn’t, if the Gojo Clan refused to take any chances–

Then–

An icy chill runs down Satoru’s spine. It’s been a long time since he’s last felt this way.

Did I have a twin sister?

… The air is cold. It has nothing to do with the weather, or Satoru’s current lack of a jacket in the winter weather.

#Writing #zenith of stars au #twin cannons au #and after this gojo is going to hunt down his father for a long overdue conversation #:D

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renee-writer · 1 year

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I Fought the Law Chapter 54 Two Sets of Twins?

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The little man follows Geillis in. He stops at the sight that greets him. “What us this then? Two sets of twins?”

“Well barrister Gowan, it is a bit complicated.”

He turns back to Geillis. “Call me Ned lass.”

“Ned, I am Geillis Duncan. This is Claire Beauchamp, the lass I called you about.” Claire nods to him, “Jamie Fraser, her lad and wee Fergus. Murtagh Fitzgibbons and Angus Mhor. And,” She hesitates, “James Alexander Malcolm Makenzie Fraser and his wife, Lady Elizabeth.” He looks from one couple to the other.

“I don’t understand.”

“Please have a seat Ned. This is an interesting story.” Jamie says. He does, in the last remaining seat in their living room. “It started with a simple trespassing charge.”

He talks for twenty minutes. When he is done, he has told him everything. Both the couple from the past and the barrister are studying him with wide eyes.

“You came to our time? The lad came from our time?” James asks. Jamie nods.

“How incredible!” Ned exclaims. “We hear the stories, have grown up with them. But to see prove that they are true, it is amazing!”

“Told you he was the right one.” Geillis comments.

“Well, as I see it, you have two issues. Legitimizing young Fergus and seeing the original Fraser’s back to their time. Eh?”

“Aye.”

“The way they came through has been destroyed. But the stones still exist.” Murtagh adds to Jamie’s comment.

“The Fairy Hill!” Jamie jumps up in excitement, his kilt swinging. “There be a story, long told, about a lass, the Lady of Balhaim. She went to a time not her own, to a people, strangers who became friends, family, lovers.”

“Just so. It may be a way to get you back home.”

“As for wee Fergus here, you hid your pregnancy, had a home birth. Jamie here delivered the child. We will have a birth certificate made up to reflect that.”

“Thank you Ned!” she exclaims, just as Fergus starts to fuss. “He needs feed.”

Elizabeth reaches for him. “May I?” She nods to Jamie and he hands him over. “Hello little one. How precious you are.” Claire makes a bottle and hands it to her. She looks at it with a frown.

“It is a way to feed him.” Elizabeth places the nipple in his mouth and he starts to eat, to her delight.

“We have tried to have a baby, since our marriage. Five years now. So far, without a sign. We are good Auntie and uncle to our nieces and nephews but…”

“It will happen. These are prove of that.” She smiles at her husband.

“I believe you are right. “ Ned comments. “The similarities and the fact that you have traveled here, to them, well it must be for a reason.”

#my wriitng #outlander fanfic #i fought the law #chapter 54 two sets of twins?#jamie and claire #cannon divergence #outlander fandom #modern au

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xxoxobree · 9 months

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Ohmygooood imagine milo and miles find out they little sister been sneaking talking to a boy 🤣

🤣🤣 Yes

You were on the phone with your crush talking thinking your door was locked. You were talking too loud because now both of them barged in your room and before you could even react Milo snatched your phone.

“Yo who this is?” He said putting it on speaker for Miles to hear.

“Uhhh… uhhh”

“Uhh uhh , what you stuttering for , who’s this ?” Miles said.

The embarrassment and anger radiated off of you as you tried to reach for your phone to stop them but they held it up over your head.

“Moommmmm!” You screamed for Rio. Running in your parents room to tell her what the twins did.

Rio got them to give your your phone back and leave you alone as you buried your head in your pillows too embarrassed to even text your crush and say sorry and sad that they might’ve blew your chance with him.

A little later they came back into your room flopping on the side of you feeling guilty about making you sad.

Milo rested his head on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry , but you can’t be talking to guys like that Y/n. You don’t need a boyfriend.”

“Boys are no good.” Miles chimed in patting your back.” You forgive us?”

“No.” You said with a sigh.

“We’re sorry.” Milo said again throwing his body on you.

“Get off of me dumb ass.” You grabbed a pillow hitting him with it.

He grabbed one hitting you back Turing into a pillow fight between you three.

#neteyamsmunch #miles morales x reader #neteyamsmunch fics #earth 42 miles x reader #breeandhermunches #breeandhermunchesfics #e42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #prowler miles #miles morales fic #morales twins au #morales twins head cannons

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fishybehavior · 2 years

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storm twins fic that I really wanted to write, and it probably doesn't make complete sense cause i haven't written everything leading up to this

but i want angst, so by heck ya'll are getting angst >:]

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"What are you doing here?" Morro snapped at his brother.

"That's what I was about to ask you." Jay spat back. He had been following Morro and his friends to the shipyard; he stepped out from the shadows before they entered an abandoned warehouse. Jay stepped toward his brother and his friends, “What are you doing here?”

“None of your business!” Morro said, taking a step away from his friends to stand in Jay’s face. “Go home, Jay.”

“No.” Jay challenged holding his ground and staring back at his brother. “I don’t like this, you’re sneaking out and coming back bruised. You’ve been lying to me, to our parents. We’re worried.” Jay said softly, but Morro’s face only stiffened.

“Did ma and pa ask you to follow me?”

“No. They wanted me to talk to you, they know you won't talk to them.”

“Oh, so being a creepy stalker was your idea?” Morro asked sarcastically. The edge to the question was as sharp like a knife.

Jay bristled, “Well sorry that I’m concerned about you.”

“Oh quit it! I’m not interested in being your little fix it up project. I’m doing fine, I am fine. So there. You can leave me be!” Morro turned to only be stopped by Jay’s grip on his wrist.

“I’m not sorry that I’m worried. Especially since you’ve been lying to me!” Jay raised his voice, anger seeping into his voice. “I’m trying here, and you’re making this more difficult than it needs to be!”

“Difficult?” Morro muttered, still not facing his twin. “You’re here, trying to ruin what I’ve got, so you can be overbearing and pretend to care. And you’re complaining I’m the one being difficult?”

“I do care.”

“Then why won't you leave me be, huh?” Morro asked, turning his head to stare at Jay with one poisonous green eye. “I’ve got good things going on, and just cause I don't want you to ruin it-

“Ruin it-?

“Doesn’t mean I’M SPIRALING AGAIN!” Morro screamed, turning to face Jay.

“WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE IT TO ME!” Jay cried back.

“YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" Morro raged, getting in Jay's face. "YOU’RE NOT ME! JUST BECAUSE WE’RE TWINS DOESN’T MEAN YOU KNOW ME! THAT YOU CARE ABOUT ME!”

“OF COURSE I DO! WHO ELSE WOULD!?” Jay screamed, neither of them noticing that the wind picked up during their argument, smelling strongly of ozone. “YOU’RE AN IMMATURE, LAZY, PROCRASTINATOR. WHO'S BROKEN EVERY PROMISE YOU’VE MADE TO ME! I’M SURPRISED YOU CAN EVEN KEEP A FRIEND! MAYBE IT'S FITTING YOU’RE FRIENDS WITH THE SCHOOLS REJECTS!!” He spat, not noticing the small gasps from the other's behind him.

"REALLY?!" Morro scowled, pushing Jay roughly to the ground. “YOU’RE GONNA TALK SHIT ABOUT ME?! WHEN YOUR THE PRETENTIOUS ASSHOLE PERFECTIONIST WHO WANTS DESPERATELY TO BE EVERYONE'S FRIEND?! I’M SURPRISED THAT SKYLOR AND ASH HAVE STUCK WITH YOU SO LONG!! IS IT CAUSE THEY’RE STILL COPYING OFF YOUR HOMEWORK? OR DO THEY JUST LIKE YOU KISSING THEIR ASSES!?”

Suddenly a crack of thunder and a the screaming wind broke through, pausing their fight as the skies opened and it began to pour down on them.

Morro stared up at the sky, face contorted in rage as if the storm had personally slighted him. “I hate you.” He whispered, barely audible over the wind. His face felt hot, and he wasn't sure if it was tears falling down his face or if it was rain.

He looked down to see Jay wipe his face, from rain or tears he couldn’t tell either. “Glad the feelings mutual,” He croaked as he picked himself up off the ground and turned to leave. Jay didn't look back, not that Morro saw. As he also turned around and pushed past his friends into the warehouse to get out of the rain.

Thunder cracked, lightning flashed, rain fell, and the wind howled as the two walked away.

#ninjago #ninjago au #storm twins au #jay ninjago #morro ninjago #angst #my writing #fic #my fic #:P #not beta we die like morro in cannon #lego ninjago movie #lego ninjago movie au #argument #declarations of hate #relationship break #hatred #queued for morning #queued post

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mr-jack-letterman · 14 days

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HELLO HI

God I love the Submas fandom, all of you are so nice <3

In any case, I have a silly Au for y'all to munch on.

Allow me to introduce you all to Covalent Twins :]

Covalent

Adjective

- Relating to or denoting chemical bonds formed by the sharing of electrons between atoms.

Or in this case, the sharing of Emmet between 2 Ingos from different timelines NSNDNNDDD.

This Au is essentially the answer to the question: "doesn't being sent to the distant past inherently mean you are also now long dead in the future you just left?"

The answer is yes and no btw

The explanation for this involves a lot of time nonsense that I'm very bad at explaining but the Tldr is basically this:

When Ingo gets sent to the past, this creates a connection between the past and the future. This makes time get all fucky and split into two separate timelines (Timeline A and Timeline B)

Timeline A:

Time in this timeline runs parallel to the future as long as Ingo stays within it (essentially, if Ingo stays in the past for 2 years, then 2 years pass in the present).

Due to this connection, Akari (aka Dawn) gets sent to this timeline (But not Timeline B) and the game events of PLA play out (+ a lot more Ingo bonding because uncle Ingo supremacy)

Akari manages to get her and Ingo sent back home with the power of Arceus, causing both timelines to merge back together again into one cohesive line with only the events of Timeline B being remembered by history.

Ingo and Emmet get their happy ending.

This Ingo got sent to Hisui when he was 29, stayed there for 2 years, and went home when he was 31.

And Timeline B:

This timeline was created as a cannon fodder timeline so Akari and Ingo can keep doing time shenanigans in Timeline A without disturbing the space time continuum even more.

This timeline is therefore not connected to the future the same way Timeline A is.

The Ingo of this timeline (Nicknamed "War" or "Warden" for simplicity.) lives through the PLA game events but with Rei taking the place of Akari.

War doesn't bond with him the same way Ingo does with Akari because Rei isn't a faller.

The events of the game are the exact same (minus the Arc phone, Rei taking the place of Akari, and catching Arceus).

Despite Rei calming the nobles and catching Palkia and Dialga, he is still not the chosen hero. Warden is unable to go home or regain his memories.

Warden lives in Hisui and serves as a warden for the Pearl Clan for a total of 7 years before dying alongside his partner pokemon, Gliscor (nicknamed Nimbasa), while protecting Lady Sneasler from a Zoroark attack at the age of 36.

Warden drifts as a ghost for many years, with only Nimbasa the Gliscor as company. He watches his friends grow old, and eventually die. They pass on to the afterlife, but Warden stays on earth, wandering the Alabaster Icelands and Mount Coronet, searching for people from a life he can't remember even in death.

Warden watches as Hisui changes into Sinnoh. Jubilife Village becomes Jubilife City. Pokemon species die out and new ones are born.

As the world slowly becomes more and more familiar, the great Sinnohs, Palkia and Dialga, take pity on the lost warden, and decide together to lead him home.

It may take 150 years, and many miles of travel, but Warden is pulled by an unknown force towards the Unova region. Though he is unable to touch anything or speak to anyone, it's all so painfully familiar.

He is pulled towards Nimbasa city, (ah! That's where he got the name from!) and eventually to an apartment.

There, he is greeted by a young girl, barely 17. A man in black, who looks exactly like him, give or take a few years and a few scars.

And a smiling man in white. The man he has been searching for for over 150 years...

And they're staring at him, truly staring at him, not through him.

Why is the man in white crying?

*evil laughter.mp3*

So yeah! The twins have an older brother now :D

I mean he's dead and also Ingo just 5 years older and from a different timeline but still!!!

If you've made it this far I believe you deserve a gold star ⭐ and also some art for your troubles.

So here's War and Nimbasa ↓

And some fluffy interaction between War and Emmet as a bandaid.

If you guys have any questions regarding how this Au works, or are interested in seeing more of it, don't hesitate to shoot me an ask :D

I hope I enjoyed reading about my silly Au, even if it was a bit long lol.

*fades back into the void of Submas fics.*

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