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bromomentum · 1 year
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Old memories and reunion 09/10. “Just a few moments more.”
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idkwhy13 · 9 months
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A gift for bromomentum cuz ye
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* “go-to” doesn’t mean “only”! there’s a bunch of situational signoffs I haven’t put here, this is more about what you use by default
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luzho · 1 year
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(based on this post by @waterfire1848) what if: sokka and zuko befriend each other in ba sing se!! after the initial shock, they eventually trust each other and even get matching earrings! besties!!
[ID: This is a three panel comic of a conversation between Sokka in his regular outfit, and Zuko as the Blue Spirit, both drawn in warm colors during a sunset. The first panel is a panoramic view of the two sitting on top of a roof in the Ba Sing Se skyline, surrounded by artificial lights. In the second panel, Sokka attentively watches a serious Zuko saying: “Halloween is so stupid. Dressing up, pretending to be someone you’re not...”. In the third panel, Sokka grabs at Zuko’s shoulder with one hand and gestures wildly with another, telling him: “You are the Blue Spirit!”; to which, he only looks away embarrassed and softly responds: “I know...”. End ID]
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thegreendiamondart · 1 month
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you mentioned in the tags of your prankster Leshy post of a "little evil Lamb idea".
It's not yet another "the Lamb tortures the bishops for eternity" au, right? /gen
Welllllll, while I havent thought too much of how they’d treat the bishops too much yet…
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Meet little Indulgence!Lamb!!!
In all honesty, i was originally gonna just have this version of lamb for like a little comic idea i had. But then, broski kinda just started growing on me, so here we are!
The summarized lore of this lamb is that they were originally part of a herd that was in Anura. But, as soon as famine hit cuz of the bishops trying to weed them out, lamb kinda had to resort to extreme measures to survive ( aka cannibalism).
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When they got sent to the axe though, they were still starving and died hungry. Now they’re just using this second chance as a way to satiate their endless hunger, be it the enemies in their way, or the followers at their mercy.
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mixelation · 4 months
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what if ninja have to record a minimum number of training/relevant activity hours. like if you're constantly taking missions you can count those towards it so those ninja basically never worry, but they do need desk/research people staying fighting fit
tori: my spar was with itachi so i should be allowed to count the hours as double
minato: no.
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pose-at-play · 27 days
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thinking about henry casey and anthony scavo (as usual)
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Silly idea for the Time Travel Fx It Rodimus AU: Rodimus figures out the best way to make sure that Getaway doesn’t go full on crazy and evil: seducing him.
Rodimus contracts ‘I can fix him’ disease. More at 11
That would be hilarious, especially since I was worried the Getaway stuff would be worse in Round Two but if he puts his mind to it I believe he can at least try to fix Getaway (maybe even prevent the mutiny with the right treatment)
Will he fix him? Probably not fully, IDW Getaway is distinctly a bastard and we see that in MTMTE and LL. But, they managed to help give IDW Megatron a redemption arc. They can totally foster a bastard who's trying now dynamic in Getaway.
Getarod is an interesting ship in my opinion, and I hope a more psychologically mature Rodimus would handle the relationship better than a round one Rodimus would
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apopcornkernel · 2 months
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batman: track and field au
author's note: i just miss track and field varsity even though i wasnt even that good... and ive been thinking about batman track and field au for FOREVER. so today i wrote a bit 📝
things u need to know: bruce is not batman. he's a coach at a school where the rest of the justice league teaches. yes, they're still the justice league. and yes, his robins still end up as vigilantes. jason is 15 in this; the joker hasn't gotten to him yet. also i added some characters ahead of the timeline bc i love them :/
Jason stumbles over from the finish line, grinning and sweat-drenched. And then his face screws up in sudden distress, and he promptly wobbles and collapses onto the hot stadium mat.
A half-formed sound of alarm—
Bruce leaps over the bleacher railing and sprints.
A poor, well-meaning race official gets there first, but Bruce shoulders him roughly aside and crouches by Jason. Jason has turned on his side, holding his right knee tight to his chest and making little pained gasps.
It tears at his heart. “Jason,” Bruce says.
Jason’s eyes are screwed shut, and he says nothing, but one of his hands reach blindly in Bruce’s direction and Bruce grasps it tightly.
“You were terrific, chum.” He squeezes, and feels the tremor that goes through his son. “Stretch your leg out for me.”
Jason shakes his head. “Hurts—”
“I know. I know. Please, Jay.”
It’s slow, and excruciating, but between the two of them they manage to get Jason sitting up, his leg extended straight against the ground. One hand of Bruce’s presses down firmly on the knee, and the other pushes his foot to flex, the metal spikes of Jason’s shoes digging hard into the callused flesh of Bruce’s palm. Jason leans back on his hands, spread flat against the ground, head tilted up to open, cloudless sky, exhaling drawn-out, shaky breaths.
The speakers blare out the next events—second call for Male C’s 400-meter hurdles, and third call for Female B’s high jump. The left side of the crowd begins clapping on beat for their star javelin thrower as she rocks back on her feet, once, twice, and begins bounding forward. Bruce makes a displeased noise. He hopes his throwers remember to pay attention.
A mosquito buzzes by Bruce’s ear and he shakes his head sharply to drive it away. The sweat has been beading at his hairline all throughout, and now it rolls torturously slow down his face. As his hands are otherwise occupied, he makes no move to wipe it, and does his best to ignore the unpleasant sensation.
At last, Jason’s breathing evens out. He tugs his leg gingerly away from Bruce’s hold, cheeks flushed with exertion and, doubtless, embarrassment. “Thanks.”
Bruce sits back on his haunches and wipes the sweat off his face. “Ready to stand?”
Jason raises a hand, wincing as he tests the muscles of his leg. “One sec.”
Bruce nods shortly. Jason safe, his attention wanders over to the bleachers. Tim, thank God, is dragging Damian away from the high railing. Dick and Cass are eating lunch with much avidity—Dick’s best event, high jump, had just ended before Jason’s, and Cass seems to have just returned from shot put. Duke and Stephanie are nowhere in sight, and for a moment Bruce is alarmed, but then he spots them at the stage and relaxes. Duke must have won his high jump—he stands on the highest podium, and even from here Bruce can tell he’s grinning—and Stephanie is clicking away on the school camera next to the official photographer.
As he watches Stephanie turn the camera backward and attempt to take a selfie with Duke, there’s a tap on his thigh. Bruce extends his hand without looking and grasps the hand that interlocks with his, pulling Jason up with ease.
Bruce glances at Jason, and notes how he squints against the glaring afternoon. “Remember to reapply your sunscreen when you get back.”
Jason rolls his eyes. “Not everyone is ghost-white like you.”
“You do not have to be ghost-white to get skin cancer.”
Jason grumbles, but when Bruce raises an imperious eyebrow at him, he raises his hands in surrender. “Fine. Whatever you say, boss.”
“Good. And, Jay...” Bruce reaches out, tentative, and puts a hand on his shoulder. “I meant it. You did terrific.”
Jason beams, bright enough to outshine the day, and something in Bruce’s chest uncurls into warmth.
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wayti-blog · 10 months
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Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
Rumi
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bromomentum · 1 year
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STAY CALM EVERYBODY STAY CALM (wip)
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emhasthoughts · 7 months
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So we meet again
Before you read: Check @dcartcorner's Elsewhere AU as this is taking place around the first bit of bundle 17. This has only been proof-read by me with the help of the documents corrections. So sorry for any potential error in grammar or spelling.
Summary: His parents' refusal to leave had also been a cause of why he never visited the train station. Most of the time the train would simply go past the station and town, letting the people inside see part of it for a moment while kids would sometimes gather close to a fence or the station to watch it pass. This day was different.
The town Michael Crew lived in did not get a lot of visits. Sure, people would move in occasionally, retired couples or families that were simply too tired of the bigger cities and wanted something smaller. There had been moments when Mike was younger when he wanted to move to somewhere bigger. He had asked his dad once. ”There’s pollution out there. You won’t be able to see the stars. I thought you liked the stars?” Had been the response. By now Mike knew there was more than just stars keeping them from moving. Family, friends, traditions and memories. Memories had been a reason Mike once begged for them to move. For nearly an entire week after being struck by lightning. He had cried and begged to move, to never face Dominic again, to never see the field again, to never see the faces of those who knew what happened to that poor little eight year old. In the end it did not work. 
His parents' refusal to leave had also been a cause of why he never visited the train station. Most of the time the train would simply go past the station and town, letting the people inside see part of it for a moment while kids would sometimes gather close to a fence or the station to watch it pass. This day was different. 
It was a rather cold autumn afternoon. Mike stood alone on the platform, watching the sky go from blue to pink as he waited for the train. Wishing for the train to arrive quicker with each passing minute as his hands started to feel like ice. Eventually it did arrive. Letting one single person out before continuing its way to the next town. 
The man was pretty much the opposite of Mike. Taller, not like it was much of a surprise, most of the other students in his class were taller than him by now. Hair black and tied into a bun, dressed pretty much only in black, tie, jacket, vest, shoes - did his trousers have a hole by the knee? The only exception was he white shirt and brown messenger bag. 
”Hello." Gerard looked him up and down for a quick moment. "You haven’t changed much Michael.” 
”Mike. As I’ve told you the last times we’ve spoken.” Gerard just hummed. 
”Right, right.” He got out a pack of cigarettes, looking around for a moment. ”This had best be important, kid.” He continued. Putting one into his mouth. For a moment Mike considered making a comment about it, how it was bad for people around him having to breath in the smoke, not to mention the smell. But he held back. Not like they were in a crowd and Mike had gotten used to the smell thanks to his friend.
”I’m not a kid.” Gerard raised an eyebrow. 
”What? You’re 18 yet?”
”Well… no-”
”There you have it, kid.” Alright, Gerard was really getting on his nerves now. He watched as Gerard lit his cigarette. 
”Fine.” He sighed. ”Can we please just leave? I’m getting cold.”
”Sure, lead the way.”
Mike was regretting taking Gerard to the library. He was quite fond of the place. A perfect place to hide if things ever got too overwhelming. He also preferred Martin Blackwood over the rest of the staff. Sadly said man was being threatened by Gerard. Mike just hoped he would be allowed back.
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crimeronan · 4 months
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luz sees wanting as a sin bc its a show of power. wanting is a demand, it is taking it is selfish. its the reason why belos made grimwalkers. she cant be him. wanting amity couldve killed her and being wanted by belos nearly killed luz.
hunter sees wanting as a virtue bc its a show of submission. of adoration. of care. wanting luz is loving luz is taking care of luz is protecting luz. wanting has lead him to taking care of luz and being wanted by luz saved him.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
what can i even add to this ask it's so poetic and lovely and on-the-nose. that's exactly it!! that is exactly it!! you've broken the codependency twins down to their bare essentials!!
wanting from luz's perspective is about taking and wanting from hunter's is about giving. and luz is like you're going to give and give and give until there's nothing left of you & hunter's like well maybe i don't Want there to be anything left of me. ever thought about that, hmm?? checkmate
and now they're in this situation where like. luz is sure she's taking too much and given how frazzled hunter is, she's probably Right, but he's the only one she knows she won't Hurt by needing like she does, and he doesn't ever want to say no to her because his whole identity is wrapped up in being useful and being Good, and the fact that he's projected that onto luz instead of belos in this AU has not made it any more healthy....
meanwhile amity is like. wow you two have things wrong with you. and i thought luz was a tyrant for a while but actually now i can't tell which of you is the worse enabler. can i... study you both like bugs, or-
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So @somerandomdudelmao new post took me out of artblock so here’s some fanart :’D
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Also *holds up bucket of “water”* I heard cass is collecting tears so here’s a bucket of mine
Fr tho if you havn’t heard of them plzplzplz go follow them their art and their story’s are just *chefs kiss*. 💕
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deadlydoofus · 2 years
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(i accidentally deleted this drawing so i didnt get to color in his pj patterns :[ )
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kukurubean · 2 years
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a blazing sun against winter frost
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