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Bukit - Kobold Greatsword Fighter
Bukit is an adherent of Kurtulmak, bequeathed with a greatsword that is longer than they are and driven by Glorious Purpose to seek out magical (or sufficiently shiny) items that may be offered to break the shackles that bind Kurtulmak in His eternal prison. Bukit's gender is Everyone's Problem. They are friendly, enthusiastic and their second greatest desire in the world is to fight the Biggest Enemy they can find. Winning is optional.
#dnd character#dnd 5e#kobold#dnd fighter#my gender is everyone's problem#greatsword#kurtulmak#glorious purpose#smol but fierce#garbage child
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The feline urge to crawl into some type of receptacle
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we are days away from the government being shut down by fascist extremists, but, by all means, please proceed.
#republicans are garbage#come and take it? seriously? you're a goddamn child cosplaying as a congressman
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I'm having incoherent thoughts about clone danny again from the clone/clone^2 au (when am I not?) but more specifically I'm thinking about his reaction to finding out he's a clone. The standalone clone au digs into that a little more than clone^2, which is more focused on Danny and Damian's relationship. But neither (so far) really get into Danny's issues about finding out he's a clone after 15 years of thinking he wasn't.
Because he resents his parents for not telling him for so long. He resents the way he found out; through a trivial school project rather than a sit-down talk. He resents the fact that, apparently, they had meant to tell him sooner. But forgot. He resents the fact that they never told him because finding out feels like something was stolen from him when it had the chance to not be.
Danny Fenton, just fifteen, cloned not even half a year ago, knows what that personal violation of autonomy feels like. He knows what it's like to be cloned and while he loves Ellie, he does, she's his sister, and in this au his twin. But he is still left with that feeling of unsafety after realizing he'd been cloned. Being cloned is violating. The onset realization that it's so easy to get DNA without the other party noticing, and that what was stopping someone from trying to clone him again?
Followed only after with the rest of the inexplainable mix of feelings of being cloned, the rest of that inner conflict and panic that's an ugly mocktail of emotions that range from horror to fear. Trying to imagine what it's like to be cloned from the cloned party, and I imagine that it leaves you with the feeling of needing to crawl out of your own skin with discomfort.
And then he gets put on the other side of it. Danny Fenton, only fifteen, was cloned not even half a year ago, finding out he is a clone. And reactions, I imagine, can vary from person to person. But to him, it feels like something got stolen from him, like someone took a hole puncher and stuck it right into his chest and stole a chunk of himself from him.
It changes nothing about him and yet it changes everything. It's a betrayal on it's own to just find out he was a clone and they didn't tell him for fifteen years -- it shouldn't mean anything, because he's still Danny, and yet it means everything. It's him, it's him, it's about him. It's his personhood. It's about the fact that a load-bearing rock in his identity just crumbled beneath his feet and now there's a rockslide.
Because then he finds out that they used the wrong DNA. Its like pouring salt in an open wound. He's not even related to his parents or his sister, when for years he thought he was. It's the fact that pieces of his identity that he's been so secure in for so long just got ripped away from him in an instant. Then they tell him -- only through his own horrified prompting -- that the person whose DNA they used -- Bruce Wayne -- didn't even know he existed. That they accidentally used the wrong DNA, then didn't tell the person whose DNA they used.
The betrayal of being lied to for years turns really quickly into horror at his own existence. Something very similar to the horror he felt at being cloned and the skin-crawling discomfort that made him feel like his own skin wasn't really his. And then its not. It's actually not. Nothing but his own name feels like it belongs to him anymore -- not his hair, not his eyes, not his heart or his lungs, nothing feels like his anymore and he didn't know what that felt like until it was gone.
It's a question of Nature Vs. Nurture -- where does the line of "nature" begin and where does the line of "nurture" end? What of him is actually his? What of him is Bruce Wayne's? It's not logical, it's not supposed to be. It's a load-bearing wall on the house of his identity being destroyed and now everything else is caving down in on him. What belongs to Danny, what belongs to Bruce Wayne?
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#dpdc#clone^2#danny fenton is a clone#its a combination 'oh my god i've been cloned too i know how violating that feels holy fuck' empathy and also the horror of finding out tha#the things you knew about yourself that you thought were unchanging was all WRONG.#its the fact that tragedy is always one step away from comedy. they're twins for a reason. the humor of finding out you're a clone through#a silly school project and the *horror* of finding out you're a clone from a silly school project instead of a proper conversation#danny goes into his room after he's done talking to his parents and he vomits into the garbage can under his desk. utterly horrified#and he calls sam and tucker crying. it shouldn't change anything he knows this and yet it changes EVERYTHING. he doesn't feel like himself#he doesnt feel like himself any*more.* this might be cause for him to do a closet overhaul. something to make himself feel like he's#in control of himself again. piercings. temporary hair dye. *something* to feel like he's in control.#its no wonder why he never wants to tell bruce wayne he exists because he *knows* how violating that feels and he's *afraid.*#it makes him takinh in damian a little more remarkable bc it undoubtedly made#his identity issues worse. but thats a child and a child who needs help and danny is *kind*
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Here's me wanting to save all the wonderful little garbage cats in the world. 1916. Source.
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HYUNJIN | 221129 • MNET ASIAN MUSIC AWARDS
#hwang hyunjin#stray kids#bystay#createskz#a9gifs#hyunjin#flashing tw#*gif#*ccarly#*hyunjin#*carly:hyunjin#ok yes. garbage youtube quality however#lowkey am too proud of these to not post them asdfsadgasdg#except the third gif. ignore her#the odd child out it was either that or the gif of him being possessed#very hard to get to match the others so whatever#but him!#imagine how good these would be if the ts file actually dled. god. i'll never stop being mad#*hits
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Following.
(That’s still not actually a ‘thank you’, Sarafina.)
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#undertale#undertale comic#undertale au#comic#comics#heart and soul#sarafina#undertale oc#soriel child#flowey#flowey the flower#waterfall#garbage dump
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star trek is great because the episode i watched last night was like: have we as humans progressed to the point where there is no longer any need for gods/faith? maybe the only thing we can and should have faith in now is each-other.
And then the episode i watched today was like: yeah so kirk has this bitch computer son thats weirdly sexist? and then kirk tells his computer son to kill himself and he and spock stick bombs to it and fling it out the window and then spocks like wow captain that sure was a great display of logic when you molotov cocktailed your bitch computer son out the window and kirks like yeah i ate that fr
#and its also 45 minutes of the most homoerotic spirk garbage for no apparent reason#and it mind wipes uhura??????#they frame it like the sexist computer is their problem child#and also jim is just not having it. like he’s just so done with being captain this whole episode#hes like dont bother me with this robot shit spock.. it killed scotty? ugh. fine. fling it out the window then bones i dont care.#star trek the original series#spock#jim kirk#star trek#the changeling#star trek tos#spirk
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Plaga Papa [Leon Kennedy x Reader]
Las Plagas! Leon Kennedy x Reaer
Rating: T (brief sexual innuendo)
Content Warning(s): Plagas! Leon, hint of body horror
Word Count: 1035
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“Leon! Your son is on top of the refrigerator again!”
You called out, looking up helplessly from your stool as your son hissed at you from on top of the tall appliance. This was a regular bedtime occurrence for you, since the small child of yours hated having a bedtime. You knew it couldn’t be the plagas he had inherited from his father, but it was the stubbornness instead.
A stubborn toddler, with superhuman abilities.
You could hear your husband’s approaching footsteps from his office as you tried to reason with the boy, holding your arms out as welcoming as you could. “Come on Luis, it’s past your bedtime.” You begged.
“No! Bedtime bad!” Luis shouted, small spikes bristling on his back. His eyes were a bold red, as he scooted farther on the surface of the refrigerator, toppling over empty containers of Tupperware.
You sighed, tempted to kneel down and plead for your toddler to come down from such a high place; hopefully to a place where you could reach. Frustrated, you sat down on the stool, looking up at the proud child, perched above you. Two warm hands rubbed your shoulders from behind, massaging your tense muscles.
You turned your head to see your husband, smiling at you with an amused twinkle in his cobalt eyes. You lightly smacked his chest, as he laughed. “Need help?” Leon teased cheekily.
With an aggressive gesture, you pointed at your son, giggling wildly as he looked down at his parents. “Your Plaga-infected sperm is sitting on top of the fridge.” You gave Leon a tense smile. “-And it’s wayy past his bedtime.” You said the last part loudly, fighting to hold back your own laughter.
Your husband snorted at your “Plaga-sperm” comment but didn’t comment on it. He was tall enough to look over the silver appliance without standing on a chair. “Luis, what did your mama say?” He asked, arms crossed.
“Bedtime is dumb!” Luis insisted again, giving his father a partially toothless grin. “I don’t wanna go to bed!”
Leon smirked, apparently finding the situation extremely amusing. “If you don’t come down in the count of three; I’ll get you myself.” He ordered sternly, sapphire eyes morphing into an intimidating scarlet.
Typically, he didn’t like using his Plagas abilities to threaten people; but his son also had Plagas abilities. Fair game, right?
Luis blanched from his position, his spikes flattening against his back as he visibly shrunk down. “One…” Leon started, raising his eyebrows, meaning business.
Your son glanced at you with wide eyes, mirroring a deer in headlights. You shrugged at him, trying not to laugh. You were the simple human in this situation, you weren’t getting between two superhuman individuals.
“Two…” Two pincer appendages erupted from Leon’s shoulders, with a disgusting sound of bones cracking. You almost gagged at the noise, but the intimidation seemed to be working on the Plaga-toddler.
“Thre-” Luis lept from the top of the refrigerator, directly in your arms. His Plaga appendages vanished within his body, as he clung to your oversized t-shirt. He buried his face in your bosom, murmuring apologies into your chest as you held him.
You rose to your feet, holding up your son’s legs, carrying him to his bedroom. You almost tripped over a toy police cruiser as you made your way over to the small bed, placing him down on the mattress. He looked up at you with watery eyes, no longer crimson, but instead an oceanic blue. “I’m sorry, mama.” Luis sniffed.
You let out a breathy laugh, brushing away his blonde baby curls from his face. “It’s alright, you need to stop climbing the fridge before bedtime, though.” You soothed, pulling his racecar blanket over his chin.
“I won’t, I promise!” Luis insisted, smiling at you.
“Good.” You pecked his forehead, turning off his bedside lamp. Despite the darkness, you knew he could still see in the dark, a trait inherited from his father. “Sleep well, darling. Goodnight.”
You shut the door behind you with an exhausted sigh, but Leon was standing at the other end of the hallway. Looking down at the hardwood floor with a contemplative expression. You furrowed your eyebrows and walked over to him; resting a gentle hand on his shoulder.
“Leon? Are you alright?” You asked sweetly, tracing his shoulder muscles tenderly.
“Do you think he’s scared of me?” Your husband exhaled, almost like a sob.
You blinked, surprised. “Luis? Of course not, he loves you.”
Leon looked up at you, with an expression that broke your heart. “I felt awful threatening him.”
You took one of his large hands in both of yours, with a comforting gesture. “I don’t think he’s scared, babe, he just needed a little push.” You kissed the palm of his hand affectionately. “God knows I can’t fish a toddler with inhuman abilities on my own.”
Your husband snorted, as you both headed to your shared bedroom. “Maybe with a stool and a broom.” He finally cracked a small joke, which made you chuckle.
The dim light of your bedroom was comforting as you began to loosen up. Leon was still in his dress shirt for work, now ripped due to his appendages. He quickly tore it off, and let it fall to the ground. “I liked that shirt.” The blonde grumbled as he collapsed into your arms on the bed.
You kissed his hairline, holding him closer. “I know, you can buy a new one.” You slid your bodies up to the mountain of pillows resting against the bedframe. “Turn around, you need a back massage.”
He groaned as he peeled himself off of you, turning around to face the wall. You knew that his back always hurt after using his extra pincers since it tore muscles around his shoulder blades and spine. You tenderly rubbed your fingers deep against his muscles, making him groan. “You have magic fingers.” Leon moaned, arching his back slightly.
You smirked, lips briefly meeting the nape of his neck. “So are yours.” You teased, you swore you could see the plagas shiver inside of Leon’s skin.
“Maybe, after this massage, I can use my magic fingers as well…”
“That sounds good to me.”
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I know choosing the child’s name to be Luis was predictable but t’s 10:22pm and I have a headache,, lemme live
#resident evil#leon s kennedy#leon kennedy#leon kennedy x reader#leon s kennedy x reader#plagas leon#plagas leon x reader#plagas papa#papa leon#resident evil x reader#i wrote this with a migraine#godspeed to me#anyway take some self indulgent garbage#i've been thinking about a plagas! leon child for days
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"we need more angry and complex female characters!" you guys can't even handle bryce quinlan
#yes i am once again expressing my annoyance at this fandom#is bryces hatred of the fae right? no. does it cause harm? of course it does#is it understandable when you consider that her father and the majority of the fae she encountered as a CHILD and teen were abusive fucks#that treated her like garbage for something she had no control over? abso fucking lutely#if you cant see shes traumatized by that then its on you lmfao#as if she wasnt rightfully called out for her beliefs and started to see how her thinking can be harmful by the end of hofas#anyway enough of my ranting for the night#hofas spoilers#cc3 spoilers#house of flame and shadow spoilers#crescent city#bryce quinlan#tp
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#mine#doctor who#dwedit#matt smith#caitlin blackwood#the doctor: i will avoid this child's question by spitting up all the food#whenever i gif this episode i'm always like 'i think i should watch this episode now'#also i'm reading a dw book right now#with the fourth doctor and sarah jane and harry#and they go to sherwood forest!!! after twelve and clara's episode!!!! i love it#oh also am i supposed to be leaving transparent pixels in my gifs now???#is that how i make sure my gifs don't look like garbage on the dashboard??!?#idk what's going on anymore#still looks ok on my blog though???#oh well
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Do you ever feel EXTREMELY self conscious about your own work or something 💀
artist moment
#legit happened to me several times about ToM#I'm just there then I'm like “WHAT IF THIS IS TOO MUCH?!?! WHAT IF I'M WRITING IT WRONG?!?!”#I guess I have a kind of “trauma” regarding writing badly 💀#when I was a child my writing was absolutely garbage and now I'm scared of writing badly again 😭⚰️#MAN I'M JUST THERE TRYING TO SLEEP BUT MY BRAIN COMES LIKE “rad what if tom is too much angst” AND I'M LIKE 👀#the fear#tower of mistakes#radaverse#I'll also post silly thoughts often to not make this tumblr go so silent when I'm still cooking
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So...can the Vision symbols just rotate or something? I'm confused why Childe's Hydro symbol is facing in the wrong direction on the inventory item.
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I need to make a list of reasons to continue to be here on this earth and forgive me, I’m doing this on tumblr because it seems to help (feel free to skip)
[redacted private Jewish Thing]
more swimming to do
rings of power season two
need to leave flowers for Anne Boleyn in England
have to get some more pretty dresses
might make people sad
listen someone has to have a bisexual crisis over Natalie Dormer and James Frain Lil
promised yourself chocolate chip cookies
taylor swift album
the cup of tea you are going to make
????
writing your fanfiction
promised
#i just feel so so tainted and dirty at the moment#between the antisemitism#and the fact that i feel like my entire trauma is clearly just abusive to have in general let alone depict in fiction#and also that i have to make an effort to type I there#also being on my period does not help#i just feel like garbage#i think i will try taking a nap#and not delete my tumblr or myself#i promised so i won’t and i need to affirm to myself but g-d#i know my trauma is absolutely too heavy for people and i entirely understand this now (wish i had before)#and i have a therapist and meds and stuff i just…sometimes unfortunately i need to vent here#but it means people can skip#child prostitution/incest survivor fun times
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CHUCKY WITH CORNROWS REAAAL‼️‼️
WHO DID IT?!?
#bobs garbage#chucky#chucky series#bride of chucky#charles lee ray#tiffany valentine#childs play#IM SORRY IM SOORY IM SOORY IM SOORY#IM SOOORRRYYYYYYYY SO SORRY#the urge was to overwhelming#with the fresh kicks to#lowkey had to stop myself#from putting him ina durag#grrrrr#but now the curse has lifted#going back to traditional art 😌
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Troy and Gregory are so much funnier when you factor in William glitch trap. Like William is just silently judging this child's crush
Every 5 minutes William goes on a rant about how Gregory shouldn't get attached to some stupid man because all he'll end up doing is setting him on fire And then breaking his heart!
He's really trying to give fatherly advice by the way
#My William wants to be a dad again so bad...#Being in hell made him realize that..#He really missed his kids not the way they were but the perfect versions of them he constructed in his head#When they were young and did what he said it didn't question him. Or set him on fire (Michael)#Now he gets a second chance with Gregory a child he can completely control and stop from turning out like garbage#(Michael He is the garbage child the other 2 are useless but Michael is annoying)
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