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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Prompt 262
Pondering Ghosts are Dragons, and just rotating each design in my head I have for them. That is the ghosts we see in the show more than just once or twice lol. Just pondering each of them and potential types and descriptions and how the people of Amity see them, as they’re used to the dragons around, vs say someone from Outside, crossover or no, who are Not used to the maybe slightly eldritch undeath interdimensional dragons around everywhere. 
That is not normal for other people. 
To the Amity Parkers? Boxy is simply a chonky dragon with small boxy wings and covered in blue scales. To people just coming into the city, it’s like seeing a giant komodo dragon when you’re just walking home- not something you exactly want to see and something that is dangerous. 
Kitty’s and Johnny’s weekly relationship tussle? Par for the course really. But to visitors? Two giant wyverns tearing into each other, shimmering greens that could be scales, could be tendrils, and shadows lengthening and thrashing like a living beast all its own. 
And this is just the small dragonlings, not even beginning with larger ones like Pandora and Fright Knight, chill as they may be. 
Outsiders don’t understand that they’re more than just animals. Amity is used to this, but people who have no clue what’s going on? They don’t.
They call the police, the heroes, the government, for help, for answers. And that? That the GIW can use. 
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kaahmbem · 1 month
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moonlight-stalker · 10 months
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# 67 Dc x Dp
Danny had been cursed when traveling the infinite realms he was exploring a world where the year was 1528, he had been exploring when a person uses magic to try to bind Danny to himself instead he bonded Danny to the land killing the magic user in the process. Danny became stuck in this new dimension unable to leave, he had no one to look and find him. Over the years many have tried to bond Danny to themselves but ended with their death, and Danny with more chains and being cursed
In the year 1695 people started to settle down in the land that Danny was bound to. Over the years the place became known as Gotham Danny protect everyone he could but he has grown weak because of the chains that hold him down. When Batman appeared and started helping protect Danny's people Danny decided to bless him with protection and each Robin Batman had would be protected
In 2260 another magic user appeared and tried to take control of Danny this time they were able to take control of him, but Danny made sure that the magic user and he could not leave Gotham. Batman had to let The Justices League into his city with a couple of the Justice League Dark. John was the one to tell the bats that the magic user had been able to enslave the Gotham spirit.
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mihai-florescu · 2 months
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Crazy:b gets it. What going outside in the city center during tourist season is like
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napping-sapphic · 4 months
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To be honest with you guys one of the things that makes me feel the MOST gay for no apparent reason is still every time i play an animal crossing game like i turn on my little consoles and boot up those little animals and it’s just like yeah as a gay person this makes complete sense
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teafrtwo · 9 months
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thotsfortherapy · 1 month
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having mommy issues be like I hate that you know me I hate that we’re related I hate that you birthed me I hate that you don’t know how to love me properly I hate that you can’t see how much you hurt me I hate that I’m expected to love you
#cy says stuff#I moved out when I was 17 for a reason#but I do still go back to visit when schools out sometimes and I regret it every single time#every time we talk I’m like damn is it time to call it quits because this is not it#I literally feel like I’m constantly on the brink of being disowned or kicked out of the house when I’m there#but it’s also for things like. bringing a single bottle of wine to a Christmas party that I did not even drink#or like. moving in with my partner of 4 years. because we are going to the 2nd most expensive city in Canada and girl I cannot pay the rent#or being upset when she reads my diary ?? or reads my credit card statements without permission and also just like behind my back??#like do you think I’m not going to find out when you bring up information you only would’ve known if you had read those things#I can put two and two together…#also I’m literally almost done my university degree. i am fully an adult. these should not be issues !#ahhhhh!!!#anyways I will speak to my therapist about this lol#also y’all my friends are always like oh I love my mom and it just seems to be a socially accepted thing that you should love your mom#but what if your mom sucks what then#I genuinely cannot relate to them I’m like literally what does that feel like#the first time I felt loved was when I was 15 lol there is 0 love in my family#anyways !#it’s okay I am out of it and I have been out of it#just#always on the brink of cutting her off forever lol#some ppl just never change as much as you want them to and that is tough to accept.#it is also harder because society is telling my that I need to stay loyal to my family cause they’re blood#but if this were anyone else I would’ve blocked them so long ago 😭
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sharing one of my all-time fave poems totally not because I spent the last hour crying uncontrollably over graduating <3 LMAO
LISTEN I LOVE YOU JOY IS COMING!!!
Text version here.
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valhalla-awaitsfor-us · 9 months
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I swear to god, if i see another person say “He just gave us a sad story.” you adding NADA to the conversation.
His experiences being latino, especially living in USA, are not "sad stories". His experiences are the experiences of every latinoamericano that is seen with weird eyes in airports. His "sad stories" is me taking a guide tour in Los Angeles and the guide ignoring my questions and laughing every time he heard me trying to talk in english. Its me and my mom being taking by a taxi to a "latino neighborhood" after giving the driver a Barnes and Noble address, but he deciding that we should go buy books where we felt more comfortable. And more things that Im not comfotable sharing.
So stop trying to imply that he is weaponizing those experiences and redirect your anger to the fucked up people who are being racist.
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soloavengers · 2 days
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ok bridal carrying max affinity is cute but this RUNNING ooohhhhh
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echosong971 · 1 year
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remembering the one time someone mentioned that they think the reason Cayde curses like "OH MY COTTON SOCKS!" when he's stuck in the Vex Portal during the Red War is because he (canonically) spends so much in the City with the kids and tries not to curse around them and y'know I've never been the same since
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haliaiii · 5 months
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oc posting pt 3 except it’s just Kain
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clefclefairy · 3 months
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out of curiosity; in replies/tags, tell me what location in pokemon games is one that you "hang out" in, by which I mean visit and spend time in for reasons completely unrelated to gameplay or story. Just a spot where you go to enjoy the music, or admire a certain town design, or nostalgic memories, anything like that.
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tragicotps · 5 months
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Summer in Oxford ☀️🌸
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inamindfarfaraway · 5 months
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A Visit From the Dark Knight
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and Gotham was calm,
Without even the blare of the Arkham alarm.
The city looked beautiful, dusted with snow.
But where were its heroes when crime was so slow? 
Oh, they were busy; their plan would ensure
That no child went wanting, no matter how poor.
Oracle - who sees not much less than Santa -
Had plotted the paths they each took, trading banter.
Now, Robin! Now, Batgirl! Now, Black Bat and Nightwing!
Leaping across streets and on rooftops alighting!
On, Red Robin! On, Signal, to the Narrows!
Away they all went, just as speedy as arrows!
Up and down Park Row, children shivering in rags
Would awake to Red Hood’s bountiful gift bags.
In the East End, Catwoman and Catgirl raced
To have every kid’s present purr-fectly placed.
Huntress fired stockings with her trusty crossbow.
Batwing soared overhead, dropping presents below.
No slum, shelter or shanty missed a donation,
Funded by the Martha Wayne Foundation 
(Or in Catwoman’s case, she’d rather not say, 
But Lex Luthor did lately have quite a bad day).
Batman himself carried over his shoulder
A Bat-sack of toys as big as a boulder.
No crisis or crime could have given him pause,
But a small murmur of “You’re not Santa Claus” 
Froze him in his tracks. In a thin, shabby nightgown,
A little girl stood and was staring him right down.
Not scared, but confused, because surely tonight 
Batman could rest with St Nick taking flight.
Could he not afford this one night off a year?
And of all parts of Gotham, why would he be here? 
Well, Batman crouched down and said, "I know it's strange.
Us heroes are doing Christmas for a change.
Santa Claus is having a night in this year.
Superman lives next door; it was his idea. 
I’ve left you some presents, but you mustn’t peek,
And you needn’t worry about food this week.
Although I'm afraid I haven't been as good. 
I just woke you up, while Santa never would. 
So let’s keep this between you and me, understand?”
She swore that she would and shook his gloved hand.
But then she asked softly, “Don’t you want to be
Back at home, safe and warm with your family?” 
He thought of his mansion, his riches, his gold,
And his loved ones out spreading joy in the cold.
He met the girl's eyes and felt no need to bluff.
“My family is Gotham, and I’m warm enough.” 
Batman, whose piercing, unwavering glare
Could flood wicked hearts with terror and despair,
Was smiling, though that may be hard to believe;
For he was the night - and it was Christmas Eve. 
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fowlofprey · 11 months
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Fifteen thousand separate harbingers of doom in one horror movie would make for an interesting story.
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