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luckyclovernb · 4 months
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This'll be a Christmas you'll never forget....
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renegadesstuff · 1 month
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IT'S BEEN ONE YEAR SINCE THE CROWS RETURNED AND I'VE MISSED THEM EVER SINCE 🥺❤️
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tradingjack · 3 months
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nothing quite like hyperfixation for improvement huh
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wolfjackle-creates · 6 months
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Bring Me Home Arc 2 Part 20: FINAL
So guess what I realized this morning. Today, November 13, 2023 is the one year anniversary of me posting my first DPxDC fic to tumblr. It was the original fill for this very fic. (Which you can find here.)
So I decided I just had to finish this arc and get it posted. This year has been amazing and so much fun. I've become a much better writer and joined a community that has brought me so much joy. I'm glad to be here and I'm glad so many of you like to read what I'm sharing.
I noticed I got a few new readers over the past week or so, so welcome to all of you! Hope you enjoy this early update!
In personal news, my nephew was born and he's adorable and I'll be meeting him tomorrow! (As soon as I'm done posting this, I'm off to make food for his mom.)
Story Summary: Tim and Danny are both neglected by parents who care more about their work than their families. They deal with this by spending too much time online and find each other playing MMORPGs. They keep up their friendship as Tim becomes Robin and Danny becomes Phantom and don't bother keeping secrets from each other.
Arc 1
Arc 2: Part 1, Previous
Word Count: 1.2k
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In the end, it ended up taking several hours for Danny, Sam, and Tucker to escape their families and converge on the park. In that time, Tim had called Bruce to let him know he’d be back in Gotham by tomorrow and finished most of his homework.
While he worked, Wulf and Bart were having an animated conversation in Esperanto.
Tim was pretty sure Wulf would be bringing Bart to the Ghost Zone for a tour sometime and started making plans to learn Esperanto himself and bribe Bart to get in on them.
Cassie was helping Conner sort through some of the music Sam had given him. Tim was jealous as he solved more banal trig questions. Why did school have to be so boring? He tapped his pencil on the paper in time to the beat of whatever music Conner had playing.
Tucker was the first to arrive. “Danny and Sam not here yet?” he asked as he plopped down next to Bart and Wulf.
“Nope. Haven’t heard from them, either,” said Tim. He opened his phone notifications again just to be sure, but there was nothing new.
Tucker shrugged and pulled out a stick of jerkey to munch on. “Not surprising. The Fentons will be all overprotective after the mayor was kidnapped by a ghost on live TV. And Sam’s parents are just as bad. Only they smother rather than check the weaponry.” He turned to greet Wulf in Esperanto.
An email came through on Tim’s phone and he groaned. “Our evening interview was canceled. No one wants to hear us try to defend Phantom anymore.”
Cassie cursed. “Course not. Bet the paper won’t publish our editorials either.”
Conner looked over, confused. “Won’t they? Clark works for the Daily Planet. They publish stuff like that all the time.”
Tim didn’t look up from his math as he answered, “That’s the difference between a big, Pulitzer winning publication and a small-town op-ed.”
Tucker sighed. “Well maybe someone will remember your interviews from this morning in a positive light.”
Bart rolled his eyes. “Come on, we can’t change it. So let’s move forward. Next step, make friends with more ghosts! Wulf says there’s a bunch of cool people in the Realms.”
“Realms?” asked Tim.
“It’s what he says the Ghost Zone is actually called. The Infinite Realms.”
“Huh. I’ll have to check JL databases, see if they have any information on them.”
Tucker asked something in Esperanto and Bart burst out laughing as Wulf looked on in confusion.
With Bart’s help, though, he rephrased until Wulf was able to reply. And then the three kept to Esperanto. Tim really had to find time to learn it.
Sam was the next to arrive. She grinned and sat down next to Conner. “How you liking the music?”
Conner grinned and showed her the sheets where he ranked the bands so far based on which songs he’d listened to. She then took over the speakers and searched for specific tracks to try and change his mind about some of the bands he liked the least.
Tim let his eyes close as his friends’ voices washed over him.
After some indeterminate time where he dozed between sleeping and awareness, a foot nudged his hip. Tim grumbled out what was supposed to be a, “What?” but was too mumbled to really be understood.
“Come on, Secrets. You can do better than that.”
Tim cracked an eye open to see Danny grinning down at him. He pushed himself up slightly and blinked heavily in the sunlight.
“Finally got away from your parents?” asked Tim.
Danny collapsed on the ground next to him. “Ugh, don’t remind me. They’re freaking out over everything that’s happened the last few days. Jazz and I are basically going to be on lock down until they feel confident the ghosts are gone.”
“Did you have to sneak out to get here?” asked Cassie.
Danny shook his head. “No, I told them I was going to find you guys to make sure you were all safe. You’re welcome to come back to ours tonight, by the way. Mom and Dad basically insisted on it.”
“What do you guys think?” asked Tim. “Spend one more night here at Danny’s and head out in the morning?”
Cassie sighed. “My mom’s already freaking out that I’ve been gone longer than planned. I should get back tonight.”
“I’ll stay,” offered Conner. “I’m your ride home, anyway.”
“Why don’t you come to my place, Conner,” offered Sam. “Your nails need a fresh coat after fighting today. And I need teach you about the different brands of makeup and what to look for in terms of cost, quality, and ethicality. Plus I can get you more music.”
Tim laughed when Conner looked to him. “Go for it. Have fun.”
Conner grinned. “Then yeah, let’s do it!”
Bart shrugged. “Wulf is going to go back to the Realms soon. I’ll head out after. Wally and Linda want me over for a family dinner tonight.”
“Well, looks like that’s it, then,” sighed Danny. “Been fun having other heroes around.”
Tim nudged his shoulder. “Join the Young Justice. You could join us and we'd help out whenever you wanted. Get you around people who actually appreciate what you do for them.”
But Danny was already shaking his head. “I have to stay here. And now Amity trusts heroes even less. I want to improve that, not make it worse.”
“Even if you don’t join,” declared Conner. “You’re not getting rid of us now.”
Bart nodded his agreement. “Yep. We’re gonna be stopping by all the time. You’re in the group chat.”
“Exactly,” agreed Tim. “And we’ll figure out ways to help you. Starting with how to minimize property damage. That seems to be the big thing people focus on. You can make shields, right? How big can you make them and how much power do they take?”
Danny smiled wryly. “Can’t say I’ve really tested it.”
Tim laughed. “Well, I know one thing we’re doing tonight. We’re going to go back to Nasty Burger—” Tim looked around at the whole group “—all of us. Then Cassie and Bart are going to go home. Danny and I, at least, are going to take a nap. Then we’re gonna test the current limits to Danny’s powers.”
Danny bumped their shoulders together. “You know, this is just like gaming with you all those years.”
“Yeah, well, it’s best to be thorough.”
“We’ve measured, like, his top speed and stuff,” said Tucker, pulling out a PDA. “Want to see what we’ve got so far?”
“Absolutely.” Tim took the device and looked through it. “You’ve a decent amount of information here. Maybe instead of taking a nap, I’ll help you organize it and come up with a testing plan.”
Conner flew over to him and pulled the PDA out of his hand. “Not after pulling an all-nighter you won’t. We’re going to get some food, then the two of you are going to sleep for at least four hours.”
“I’ll set Jazz on you, too,” threatened Sam. “Don’t think I won’t.”
Tim pouted as the device was given back to Tucker. And grumbled more when Conner picked him up and threw him over his shoulder.
“Come on, food time.”
“I am going to put kryptonite in your phone,” threatened Tim.
“Bingo!” shouted Cassie.
Danny laughed as he stood. “Does this mean I can join the next round?”
Tim scowled. “Traitors, all of you.”
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Next
And that's the end of this Arc! Arc 3 will pick up where the original fill did. (Only this time, Tim won't be the only DC character there to help Danny.)
I'd say something like I can't believe it's only been a year, but so much has happened to me in the last twelve months that it feels like a lifetime ago, to be honest. But it's been a good year and I'm glad this community has been part of it.
Please follow the subscription post if you want updates for when I start transferring this arc to AO3 or begin posting Arc 3.
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I miss you bud
You were not the best, but you tried. And you did love your family. Even if you were shit at it.
You do seem to be falling back onto bad habits by not wanting to see Sun tho. That'll just hurt him more.
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our-flag-means-spam · 11 months
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Look all I'm saying is that now it's June The 3rd (An Excellent Day) HBO has the opportunity to do something they kind of biffed last year and give us news on a show relevant day
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frikatilhi · 4 months
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I was up at four am for reasons and I looked online and
So much is happening, the lahjakääryleet gift that I lost my mind over, and my recipient had got theirs, and there were new nordic tour pics and of content and THE VLOG IS COMING but oh no it's the whole eu tour, we're going to get max one minute from Finland aren't we, and my dash is full of everyone being emotional over fandom and friends and
So I didn't get much more sleep after that.
I'm so grateful over all you people I've met this year, this place truly is my happy place ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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khudkifavourite · 3 months
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Major missing: last year's february in Vrindavan💗🛕
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grave-c · 2 months
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nobody else but me
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wearevillaneve · 4 months
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I'm done for 2023, so Merry Christmas y'all from WeAreVillanelle. Thanks for stopping by and see you in 2024. Unless you don't.
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secretsimpleness · 2 years
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As always, I’ve got my priorities straight. Pillars of Eternity II: Deadfire (c) Obsidian Entertainment
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thecreaturecodex · 4 months
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lhoandbehold · 1 year
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"If you could use an AI to make a masterpiece you couldn't personally create would y-" No. I like to draw. Drawing is fun. It's processing the world around me through a physical act. It's fun! Why would I let something else do it for me.
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kathaynesart · 11 months
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Right I...almost forgot this wasn't a fix-it AU or anything like that, more like a detailed breakdown of bonds and what have you. Ugh, man, I'm gonna cry like a little bitch when the time comes.
I will admit, I don't really plan on there being a "fix all" at the end of this story. At least not in the way I think some people would want. It kind of would defeat the purpose of the overall message that I have forming. But one thing I really want to stress with this comic, is how moments of beauty, laughter, love, and silliness can still exist even in the worst of times. I'm hoping people will be cheering and laughing as well as crying with this comic by the end of it. And while we do all know how it will end, isn't that kind of how life is? You live and then you die. That's... ultimately the finale everyone goes through. The interesting part is everything that happens in between! I want this comic to be about those in between moments and how even the worst of defeats can ultimately lead to victory. I just hope others are willing to stick it through with me! Thank you if you have so far!
Slightly more personal note below the cut (cw: death, cancer mention)
A lot... has happened to me since I started Replica. I'm now going through the death of a friend, dealing with my own mortality with cancer looming over my shoulder, and just an overall sense of loss of youth with the big 40 coming in at the tail end of the year.
I can already see a lot of those feelings coming through with this comic, but in a way, it's also been helping me by keeping me grounded and giving me something to be excited about again.
In the end I want this comic to be about hope, because it sure has been giving me a lot of it. Thank you everyone for being a part of that hope too. [/sappy talk]
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violetjedisylveon · 7 months
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It's Been A Year...
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I can't believe it
Also screw morningmark's latest comic, that legit made me cry.
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convexicalcrow · 1 year
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"Doc! Doc, where are you, brother?" Ren called as he flew into the perimeter, book clutched tightly in his hand.
It was night, which Ren did not want either, because the moon was full and his brain was buzzing with the sound of lighting filling his ears. He flew around until he found Doc fiddling with some redstone. Ren didn't know which particular monstrosity of a machine it was, but he landed and ran over to him, thrusting the book at him.
"Doc, I-I found it, I found-"
"Hmm? What's this?" Doc flipped through it, sort of recognising some of Ren's scrambled writing, but to be honest, it was all a little difficult to decipher. "Are you okay? You don't look okay."
"Last season was meant to be a simulation, yeah? None of that was meant to be real?" Ren ventured, searching Doc's eyes as he gripped his arms.
"Uh, yeah, that's what I understand happened. Why? What's this book got to do with anything?" Doc said.
"That's the moon rock book," Ren said with absolute certainty. "You know, from when I went mad? I found it in a chest under the Crastle when I was cleaning up the last of the chests I'd left there. And it's not supposed to be real. And yet it's here. I know it's mine because it has my scent on it, and yours. It smells old enough. And that's my writing. I'm sure it's the real book, Doc."
"Oh. The- right before we- oh. Yeah. Okay," Doc said, handing him the book back.
Ren couldn't read his expression as he stashed the book away. "It's been a year, Doc. Like, I think yesterday was the day it all... I've been having nightmares all week. Hiding in holes in the ground if I'm out at night and no one's slept so I don't have to see the moon. I'm terrified of storms now, Doc, in a way I really wasn't before. I hear lightning all the time. I-I don't know if I'm just not coping or if my body somehow remembers but- I'm not okay, Doc. And finding that book has just shaken me. It can't have been real. It wasn't meant to be real, right?"
"No, it wasn't meant to be real," Doc said quietly. "I... I just thought the lightning in my head was normal. But you hear it too?"
Ren nodded. "It's like white noise, and then it cracks, and I see flashes behind my eyes when I'm sleeping. My nerves have been shot all season. Like I'm being electrocuted all the time. And I don't even have any mechanical bits anymore! That's also weird, you know?"
Doc brought him into a tight hug, and Ren held him back, whining softly, his body trembling as thunder rolled across the sky in the distance.
"It's been a year, huh? I'd almost forgotten," Doc said, rubbing Ren's back gently.
"It's been a year. Doc. What do I do if it's real? What does any of that mean if it's real?" Ren said.
"I dunno. But you can stay here with me as long as you need to. Maybe I don't want us too far apart either, you know?" Doc said.
"Yeah, we went through all that together. I'm not ready to-"
Ren paused, unsure of what words he even needed or was trying to find. He clung tighter to Doc, burying his face in his chest, seeking all the comfort he could find as the thunder rolled closer and the sky flashed behind them.
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