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nerdpoe · 9 months

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Damian's online friend is sleeping over at Wayne Manor, and its going great.

Well, until he dies.

They had all gone down to "sleep", which meant that they had Daniel go to sleep while everyone went out on patrol.

Upon returning, Damian checked on Daniel.

Just to make sure that his Grandfather had not sent any assassins that had taken advantage of Damian's weakness in friendships, of course.

Daniel isn't breathing.

When Damian goes to check his pulse, it isn't there.

Damian storms out of the room on a warpath; he would find who had killed his friend and he would make them pay.

Danny wakes up six hours later on a metal slab in a secret underground lair with one Leslie Thompkins hovering over him with a scalpel.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #story prompt #phanfic #personally i think danny and damian would get along #canonically danny is a little shit who likes to deliberately antagonize people #damian is a little shit who loves to antagonize people as well and would absolutely feed on this #together it's hell for everyone else #they gossip and push ALL the buttons #but danny pulls damian back from taking things a bit too far #so now damian is convinced some rando assassin just killed one of his two best friends #jon is fine he lives with clark #damian isn't worried about that beyond how he'll tell jon #but atm damian has to convert his grief into rage

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markantonys · 1 month

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i want the show gang to be better at telling each other things than the book gang, but with one exception.

so, in the books, elayne spends several months at the white tower with egwene and gawyn, so she is probably aware that there's a crush brewing (at least on gawyn's side if not also egwene's, depending on whether we want to ignore the Early Series Weirdness of her crush on galad which is later semi-retconned lmao) because i just know that elayne would be very observant about things like that (unlike egwene completely missing everything to do with avirand while traveling with them for months bless her heart).

but in the show, depending on how things are reshuffled, elayne might not be around whenever and wherever egwene and gawyn first meet. she might not be around for ANY of the times they're interacting.

and i just think it would be funny if egwene and gawyn both refuse to or forget to confide in elayne about their love lives and elayne rolls up to the last battle and sees them together and it's like "oh hey! egwene, i didn't know you knew my brother" "yeah he's my husband actually" "what the FUCK"

#i'm sure there will be some good ol' TAR Love Life Gossiping in the show and so elayne would be in the loop and this wouldn't happen #but it would be funny if it did #i just love the idea of egwene and gawyn both being like 'elayne is nosy as fuck i'm not telling her shit about my personal business'#that post that's like 'aren't people embarrassed at their weddings? i'd be so embarrassed at everyone listening to me talk about #how much i love the other person. i'm gonna turn to them and say why don't you all mind your own business'#that is very gawene-core to me #gawene #wot #wot book spoilers

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que3rduckling · 1 year

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Listen, Stanley totally loves gossiping.

Him and Beverly have weekly meetups where they just tell each other all the drama they have heard over the past week. Gossiping and talking shit about everyone in the school and in town. They usually spend hours talking since in a small town like derry, if anything happens, one of them will know.

He loves it, lives for it! But the other loser don’t know about it since he was always a bit worried that they would judge him for liking it, since it is a kinda girly thing to do. So one day Stan and Bev are in the club house gossiping when the loser show up but they didn’t hear the others since they were too absorbed in whatever they are talking about, so as the loser are coming down the latter they hear a voices that sounds suspiciously like Stanley and Beverly saying

“-but then he just stood her up! No note, no nothing!”

“Oh my god, really!?”

“Yes! And-“

As the loser reach the bottom they see Bev and Stan sitting in the hammock with Beverly looking shocked and almost a bit amused with whatever Stan is telling her and Stan looking quite excited to be telling her it. Stan pauses for a second as he hears a sound and looks up to see all the loser standing in front of him. He is taken aback and a little bit shocked since he hadn’t heard him come down. Beverly quickly notices his paused and glances over to see to what he was looking at to immediately be staring at the rest of the loser. There was an awkward silence that fell over the group as no one knowing what to do so Richie finally breaks the silence first.

“That fuck are you guys talking about?”

Stan looked down a bit embarrassed with the situation he has found himself in.

“Its Uhhh nothing, nothing.” Stan says still looking down and within a heart beat he hears a reply from Bill

“It’s ouh-obviously nothing s-since you seemed quite e-e-excited to be talking about it. Yuh-y-you know we wo-won’t judge r-right?”

With all the loser’s humming in agreement with the statement, Stanley just sighs and looks back up. He knows the loser won’t judge him but there is still that part of him that is worried they will. He turns to Bev since he just can’t find the courage in him to say it himself, he doesn’t even need to say anything because Bev instantly knew what he what he wanted her to say.

“We’re Just having a little gossip session. Why?”

Stan looks down again, if the loser really are gonna judge him for it he doesn’t want to see them doing it. The rest of the loser look around at each other, they don’t care if Stan like to gossip or not but he was obviously seemed very worried about their reactions. While Silently deciding what is the best thing to say, Mike speaks up.

“We don’t care if you like to gossip or not Stan, you are our friend no matter what. Besides you should us sooner so that I could tell all the drama I have heard happening between Beth and Derek”

“The flower shop owners?” Stan questioned

“Yes! So I was on my to the-“ then suddenly what once turned into a secret gossip session between him and Bev had turned in a group wide one.

Stan slowly started smiled realizing he really does have the best friends in the whole world that will support him no matter what and that they will always have his back. So he lies down back into the hammock as Mike tells all the loser about the drama happening between Beth and Derek the flower shop owners, knowing he is in the best company in the world.

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curseofpower · 8 months

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"It'd be super interesting to hear these counterarguments 👀."

@goopi-e Well let's see… where should I start? The mass assumption that Ganondorf just sort of left his kingdom for dead and stayed holed up in Hyrule Castle for seven entire years, (lolwut???) no longer caring about his fellow gerudos or even letting them know what the hell was going on?

Or something else? Maybe something a little dicier? Like the existence of gibdos? Or the fact he didn't save Nabooru after his moms decided her punishment? ... That last one might be a little self explanatory, though, if you understand his mindset.

Ganondorf is a man with a very strong sense of justice and a very skewed sense of morality. I think it's actually because he cared that he'd ever punish or let his people be punished like she was. Twinrova were his mothers too, so, it's likely he trusted their judgement more than anyone else's. A lower ranking pair of gerudo might not have gotten away with dealing justice in his name like that.

But I digress. I know I have to be missing something. I'm just very tired today and have a lot on my mind. Do feel free to let me know, though, if any of that interests you or if there's another thing I forgot to address that you want me to go into.

#q&a #personal hc #thank you for showing interest though. I sometimes feel like my ideas and opinions do little but make me a pariah.#haha... I say 'sometimes' like it's not actually 'always'#anyway when you factor in the fact Ganondorf can teleport/see and speak over long distances the whole 'leaving his people for dead' thing #becomes even MORE ridiculous. Like... come on people. Use your noggin. WHY would they worship someone who abandoned them for seven years???#Especially when it was clear they had a lot of conflict with the Hylians during those years. but that's just my 2 cents.#And yes I'm aware there was a small group that were likely either anti war or pro hylian and those are who we see at the end credits of OoT #But with any group of people with strong opinions there will always be some with opposing views so I do not take that as a significant #sign of 'abandonment'. if he truly had abandoned them we would have actually heard about it.#(The fact the end-credit gerudos were all wearing white too denotes to me some kind of shared relation or belief system between them.)#Instead we hear them sing his praises and even gossip stones will tell you how much the gerudos love their king.#All of which I think deserves more attention than we give it credit for.#He wasn't just a hero to his people in totk he was that and MORE to them in OoT.#ANYWAYS I'M DONE WITH MY TAG NOVEL.#*SLAMS BEER ON TABLE* *IT TIPS OVER AND SPILLS EVERYWHERE*#BYE

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softquietsteadylove · 10 months

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While attending something important Thena gets suddenly and very boldly proposed from a man with high position. And Gil is there, watching, slightly amused and curious!

Would be funny if you would write it!

"Sankta Olga," her people bowed to her as they greeted the regent after their recent triumph in battle.

Thena overlooked the masses, looming over Olga's shoulder as her most trusted war advisor. Not that Olga had needed 'inspiration' for her ideas--equal parts ingenious and cruel. Thena had no qualms with what the human queen wished to inflict upon her enemies, no matter Ajak's claims of inhumanity and needless violence.

Let the humans know they were true beings of power, Thena thought. No matter their mortality, humans were fierce when it came to their loved ones. Whether protecting them or avenging them, it seemed.

"I owe this greatly to you."

"I contributed nothing," Thena argued with Olga's soft, gentle words (for a woman with a continually rising death count on her hands). What Thena meant was that Olga had fashioned the idea to attack during the Drevlian revelry herself. Thena had never - and still would never - pick up a blade against a human.

"Your support is more than you think," Olga smiled at Thena over her shoulder during the brief reprieve between subjects and nobles gathered in the palace. "For I could never have...after they..."

Thena offered Olga a slight bow - more respect than the Warrior Eternal tended to show to human leaders - before moving away. She had been by Olga's side when news of the Queen's husband arrived. She had done what she could, but she had to admit that she did not have the stomach for thinking about the death of one's husband.

"Hey."

Thena inhaled as Gilgamesh received her at his side, his hand settling at the small of her back, over her fine velvet dress but under the heavily fur lined cloak she wore as a member of court. "Hey."

Gil hadn't been there to witness the massacre. He, like Sersi, didn't really have the stomach for the violence of it. Thena had only gone alongside Olga to lend her support (and to keep her from going too far, if need be). "How is she?"

Thena looked back up to the throne, where Olga was continuing to receive grateful subjects now free of Drevlian invasion. The woman still had the glow of victory to her, but Thena could see the fatigue of grief still heavy over the woman. "I think she is nearing the end of her vengeance."

"Nearing?" Gil asked and looked at Olga just for a second. He ducked his head down and whispered, "she's not done?"

"I believe she had one more act to see through," Thena said just as quietly. She looked at Gil, knowing how he felt about Olga's actions. "If it were you, I would still be laying waste to the entire continent."

He smiled, pushing some hair away from her cheek and over her shoulder, "you don't have to worry about that."

"Hm," Thena sufficed as a response, nonetheless leaning into his touch.

"I'll get you something," he said gently, referring to either food or drink or both. She didn't need either, but he liked to think they could help her relax--feel a little more in the human spirit. He brushed his lips over her temple, "wait here, Solnyshkuh."

Thena watched him go, excusing himself as he attempted to navigate among the fragile little humans.

"Sankta Athena."

Thena frowned; both of those names were wrong. The man standing before her was a member of nobility, although she wouldn't be able to recall his rank if given a thousand years to do so. She tilted her head, "you cannot mean me."

"But I can," the nobleman bowed to her in greeting first before straightening up again. He was tall for a human, with reasonably agreeable features. "You are the Queen's most trusted War Advisor, are you not?"

"I am her only War Advisor." Because as soon as Thena had proved her worthiness of such a title, Olga had dismissed the entire panel of others.

"Then your reputation precedes you all the more."

"Do you have a point?" she asked in a painfully direct manner. This was the kind of manner that usually kept humans on her outskirts. But she supposed every once in a while, one or two - and they were always males, usually of high status - would walk right up to her, brazen as daylight.

"I would like to ask you something, oh great War Advisor," he continued to schmooze and flatter her. He had an insipid grin under his moustache.

"Is it related to battle?" Thena droned. She couldn't much refuse if it was, as much as she might come to want to.

"The greatest battle," he chuckled before lowering himself to his knee before the whole throne room to observe. But he ignored the looks and whispers, staring up at Thena. "The battle of marriage, my Lady. Indeed, I would like to ask you to become my wife."

Silence stretched over massive and echous room. The flames lining the walls in sconces and torches flickered, and no one dared take a breath.

"This is Arthur all over again."

The human blinked, "my Lady?"

"The answer is no," she offered just as directly as before, staring down at him with disdain. She glanced at Olga, who was watching with shameless curiosity. Thena sighed, "you dishonour yourself just by asking."

"This is just the battle to which I was referring."

Did he think she was being coy in her refusal? Thena looked down at him again, making her distaste for his actions even more plain to see, if at all possible. "There is no battle to be won, sir. I have no interest in your nor any proposals."

"I do relish a challenge, my Lady," he grinned still, even moving closer to her in his crouched position. "I am no stranger to the harsh ways of the world. And I believe that you could find no better a match-"

"You are glaringly wrong," Thena drawled, more and more bored with the conversation, if it could be called that. "Everything from my name to your intentions are misdirected."

The man was at least starting to feel jilted. "That's-"

"I do not know why you thought I would say yes."

He laughed, finally rising to his feet again, although it allowed him to move even closer to her. "Because I believe you are a woman of intellect. And it would be most unwise-"

"To reject a stranger's proposal?" Thena finished the truest form of that statement. His humiliation was starting to show the more she frustrated him. She took a step back, "do not speak to me of wisdom."

He reached out, nearly grasping her arm over her cloak.

"I wouldn't, buddy."

Thena smiled as he made his way back, two goblets in one hand and a grin on his face. He was clearly watching the proceedings. "You could have come and dissuaded him."

Gil laughed, sloshing some of his mead onto the deep brown bear fur of his own cloak. "And miss the show? You know I love to see these idiots throw themselves at you."

The human man flushed at being insulted, not even directly. "I never-!"

Thena looked at him, reminded that he was indeed still there. "Leave."

"Wh-!" he was fuming mad, now, gripping the hilt of the sword on his hip. He glared at Gilgamesh, "and who are you to speak to me in such a way?"

Thena laughed faintly this time. "He has seen me reject more suitors than you can count, I'm sure."

That finally made the human flinch, if just a little. He looked at Gil, "is he a royal concubine, then?"

"Ooh," Gil practically giggled, "I've never been called a concubine before."

"Hm," Thena looked back at him, drawn in by the music of his laughter. She tilted her head at him, "it doesn't do you justice."

The human bristled, forced to witness the salacious behaviour of Gil moving Thena's hair away from her cheek and her leaning into his touch again. The indecency! "Oh, I see."

"Look, pal," Gil finally snorted outright. He made eye contact with the nobleman as he pulled Thena closer to him with his arm around her waist. "She said no. If you ask again, she's gonna use that sword to make a kebab outta you."

"Hm," Thena purred as Gil's chest moved, pressing the soft fur he wore against her cheek. "You make wonderful kebab."

At some point, the nobleman decided he had had enough. He would perhaps complain about it later, but it wasn't as if he would have the Queen on his side for it.

"I swear, there's always at least one idiot who thinks it's a good idea to propose to you," Gil shook his head, still shamelessly moving his hand over her back, although her heavy cloak disguised such lascivious behaviour. "After - what? - two words to you?"

"I do not believe even that much," Thena sighed, enjoying pressing her cheek to his chest far too much. "No matter."

"That's true," he chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head (avoiding the golden circlet sitting on top of it). "You're all mine."

And she had been since long before this kingdom came to be, and would be long, long after.

#Thenamesh Rus AU #I think Thena and Olga would often have to endure #comments and proposals and such #Olga was genuinely quite sought after even after the whole burning an entire city to the ground business #The Queen Regent and her beautiful War Advisor #Thena tells Gil about it all #he loves gossip #almost as much as he loves watching his wife reject fools left and right #At some point he stops interfering and starts watching #waiting to see what happens #will Thena pick them up by the scruff and shake them like an animal caught in the grain silo?#will she bend their arm in a clean 360 so that not even Ajak can totally heal the damage?#or will she simply look at them like...ew #truly a fate worse than death

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