x126: that one panel
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Young Justice is always a little...concerned. With Phantom's living situation.
Now they're outright afraid for him, and Bart has decided it's time to Ask An Adult.
It was the little quips. The tiny little things. Stuff that didn't seem to matter to Phantom at all, or appeared to be normal for him, that he didn't realize weren't normal at all.
"Oh, better not hope my mom catches me."
"Doing what, staying out past bedtime?"
"Nah, using my powers; she'd vivisect me!"
"Another stab wound. Great."
"Don't worry Phantom, I've got the med kit-"
"Oh, I'm not a baby or anything, I can handle it just fine. Just gimme a sec to take it out."
"My dad has better aim than that."
"...Like, when he's hunting, right?"
"...At what other times would he be shooting at me?"
"Huh. Not as bad as my parents place. Look; they have a decontamination shower!"
"Phantom, this lab has been vandalized to the point of needing a hazmat suit."
"Did I stutter?"
Finding out each others identities did nothing to soothe the worry. Tim quietly told the others that every time he tried to run facial recognition, he kept hitting a government firewall he couldn't breach. Phantom never told them his last name, just his first, and 'Danny' is super common.
The thing that really did it though, the thing that made Bart snap and run off to ask Max, was when Danny had a nightmare.
He was talking in his sleep.
"No. Don't-stop. Stoooop. I need...my skin. Mom, no. You can't...peel off...my skin..."
Bart didn't even wait for them to wake Danny up before he was standing in front of Max, talking a mile a minute as he tried to figure out what to do, with Wally staring in horror over a plate of waffles as he computed everything that Bart was saying.
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Danny had a dream about his mom and Skulker arguing about how to skin him. He wouldn't really call it a nightmare, because it was just Skulker, but the scariest thing was Skulker insisting to his mom that it was possible to skin him with a potato peeler. Dream mom was arguing that it was not, and that from a scientific standpoint that was a really piss poor way to preserve a specimen.
He hadn't been begging them to stop hurting him, he'd been whining at them to knock it off.
But when he wakes up, it's to a room full of worried friends and an old man who calls himself Max.
"Kid, I think we need to talk."
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Angles.
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my first c3 piece :3
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Magic Story Moment of the Day: Liliana calling out Jace for not brushing his hair until age 25
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"I wonder where forever is? I hope he's doing alright!"
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your body is an
archipelago
overlooked
by others,
yet to be
explored
by me.
let me delve into
each element
of you,
let me become
stranded at
sea.
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Hail Loki
Hail to the Progenitor of Mighty Children
Hail to the Scar-Lipped speaker of Unwanted Truth
Hail to the Lie-Smith who tricks other with his glib tongue
Bless and walk with us this day
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can any left-leaning uk citizens on here tell me how y'all get your news? what are the most reliable sources?
and can someone maybe help me find out how i can effectively catch up on the shit that has gone down since sunak's election as pm? i gave up on keeping up on politics last year because it was getting me down, but i realise that i can't afford to not keep up with and understand them with me being young and in the minority of the uk population.
so if someone could be kind enough to help, i would really appreciate it.
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@jilymicrofics March Prompts Day 16: Mellow
Back again!
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James is uncharacteristically mellow today.
He’s not laughing, he’s not joking around with his friends, he’s barely spoken a word.
Lily eventually sits beside him on his bed, having been recruited by Remus to try and cheer him up.
“What is it?” she asks, and for a long time neither of them speak, listening to the rain pound against the window outside. But there’s no response, no reciprocation to her touch. James remains lost in his thoughts, his gaze fixed on the rain-soaked world beyond the glass. Finally, in a voice barely above a whisper, he speaks, his words heavy with weariness.
"I'm just... tired, Lil," he rasps. "So tired."
Lily swallows hard, and leans her head on James’ shoulder.
“I know,” she whispers. “I know.”
The rain keeps falling.
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Van Helsing: vampires need permission from someone in the house to let them in
Renfield: I beg you release me, or move me out of this house, I am not my own master
Seward, van Helsing, Arthur, Quincy, Jonathan: hmmmm better not. He might go help dracula with something.
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Huevember day 3: Frye! 💛
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when you come back
and i know you need your time
but i hope that when you check your watch
and realise it's been so long,
you won't forget to come back
and tell me about your adventures
the things you've learned
the people you've seen
the emotions you've felt
the world you've built
because i don't wear a watch
but it always feels a second too long
whenever you're not here
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… oh my fucking god, the cats in Vacuus island served the role of the eggs
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