Prompt 96
Bruce squinted up at the older kid, frowning. Oh sure they didn’t look like a kid, and honestly had a ridiculous-looking suit of some sort, but he could tell. And seeing as he was in an unknown place- without Alfred- with several people after him- nothing new, he was the lone Wayne now after all- he figured it would be safer to stick together.
Billy on the other hand, is inwardly sweating when baby de-aged batman comes sprinting around the corner and glares up at him for what feels like an eternity before ducking beneath his cape with a hissed “Hide me from those weirdos”
Um. Okay, what is he supposed to do now in this situation???
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middle earth tv show idea where a history channel narrator discusses artifacts from the first age based on their understanding of them in modern times & it occassionally cuts to a shot of feanor trapped behind glass who is desperately trying to correctly attribute the items
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I have this small, deeply personal headcanon that after his grandmother's passing, Alhaitham's home was so unbearably quiet that he started--just barely, just one or two words--to speak out loud to her as if she was still there.
"I've been accepted to the Akademiya, Grandmother."
"I passed my promotion exams."
"I debated with Haravatat's sage."
Just that, and quiet again.
But one day, it's: "I met someone strange."
"He keeps showing up when I'm trying to study."
"We don't agree on anything. Still..."
"I made a friend."
"Today, Kaveh and I were researching--"
"It's already dark. I didn't realize we spent so long in Razan Garden. Kaveh wanted to hear about my article--"
"He's going to be furious when I tell him the whole point for his portion of the lecture is based on a false predicate--"
The house where his grandmother used to be gets a little louder again; the noise lasts a little longer.
Until one day, when there's no words at all.
One day, when there's just the sound of a single sob, and then a long, long silence.
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guys i can't even. describe the way i'm feeling right now. but @ifapromise made art of the clegan fic i wrote for her and i'm incredibly thankful and blessed and deranged (see below the cut)
read the fic in the gold room!!!
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the pacific ‘where is my mind?’ edit by who cares on youtube is literally my cocomelon. me when the beats of the song match up with mortars going off in the sand: i’m going to watch this every day of my life now
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Hate how Talking to someone makes me doubt literally everything, like ill be texting my regular friends at 3 am with absolutely no shame but i like them and nooooo 9 is too early i should wait till 9:30 so i dont look like the weirdo that texts rhem as soon as i wake up
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related to other polls and also discussions I've seen among huevitos
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