update
i've changed the blog name that i follow/comment/message/etc from to -> @recycledn0stalgia
so if you see that name it's me
i changed it since i've created several sideblogs over the past couple months for other interests & wanted a more neutral blog to follow/comment/etc from
in case anyone has similar interests, here are other said sideblogs;
noah sebastian/bad omens -> @concreteburialplot 🗡️⛓️
[in case you also like noah/bad omens/my writing, i have a fic in the works with noah -- i’ve been spending the most time here lately]
harry styles -> @strawberrymilk-styles 🍓🥛
matty healy/the 1975 -> @donotlikementhols 🚬🐀
my mental health/life haven’t been that good or stable so i apologize if i’m a mess / am late on everything / more active other places - i’m sucking dopamine out of every little thing i can
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I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt
“Woah. You look like shit."
Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.
The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.
"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."
And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.
The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.
If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.
"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.
"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.
"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.
The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.
He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."
There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.
"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."
Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"
"Daniel? Is that you?"
His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.
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Dungeon Meshi modern au where both Laois and Falin are food vloggers. Laois is always travelling to remote areas and cultures to try the most "extreme" foods and bring them to light. He's known as the guy who will drink blood and slam a still wriggling bug just to comment on it's nutty flavor. Meanwhile Falin is visiting long-standing eateries and sharing the stories behind local cuisine.
Nobody actually puts together they're siblings (in part due to wildly different viewerbases) until Falin in one video mentions how she enjoys eating insects and the comment section is full of folks asking her to "collab with the bug guy". Her very next video is her and Laois smiling infront of a mukbang style platter of insects and she introduces him as her brother.
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BOAT BOIS BOAT BOIS BOAT
So... I am obsessed. And I was inspired by @if-loki-was-a-fox post about etho and his relationship with his mask
I am rotating them in my head so soooo much, I am loving all the crumbs that those two crazy men are leaving for us, they are insane (both cc and charactres XD) and I love that for them!
🍂Support me on Patreon!🍂
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Welcome 양띵 to the QSMP!
I know that the current state of the QSMP is a bit iffy and many may not feel comfortable watching QSMP right now (valid response), but I still feel like a warm welcome to these new Korean creators is still needed regardless as they are being introduced to an international community, which is a very scary thing ngl.
So welcome 양띵 or Yangdding who will be one of the new Korean CCs!
She streams on CHZZK and her channel can be found here.
Her Youtube can be found here.
Fun fact: She was the first YouTuber in Korea to reach 1 million view and is considered to be the one to create the foundation for Korean Minecraft content.
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