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Not So Imaginary
Parts 1-3
cw: Ethiopia, nightmares, medical care, non-graphic torture
Bruce had a file on Jason’s “imaginary” friend already, of course he did, but now it was being handled in a different light. Now it was being handled as facts. There was a theory, that Jason didn’t want to think too hard about, that Shelia had been able to see the Jason’s friend because they shared the same DNA.
(She wasn’t his mother, no matter the DNA.)
When Jason was well enough to sit and talk, they went through the file, occurrence by occurrence. When the file ran out— when Jason had stopped telling them about his friend— Jason had a lot more talking to do. The problem was, the more he was awake to talk, the more he worried about the fact that he hadn’t seen his friend.
He picked at the worry like a scab, constantly fussing over it out of worry. It didn’t go unnoticed.
“Maybe they’re not around because we’re around you more,” Dick said, prattling on like he did. “Or they used up a lot of energy! They did go all the way to Ethiopia. They could even still be traveling back.”
They were all good enough reasons, Jason supposed, but Jason wasn’t convinced so despite Dick’s effort, Jason stayed worried. Then he grew despondent. Then the nightmares changed.
Jason’s dreams had been uneasy since Ethiopia. His therapist said that was to be expected.
Some nights they were horrifying.
This was a different sort of horrifying.
This wasn’t his nightmares of being beat, endlessly, by that crowbar. Of Joker’s laughter. Of Shelia’s cold stare. The place he dreamed of wasn’t a warehouse but a facility. The cold eyes were hidden behind face shields. The pain was sharp and cutting.
Jason woke up screaming and knowing that the dream wasn’t his.
“They’re being tortured,” Jason mumbled into Bruce’s side after the tremors had faded and they all had calmed. They were piled in Bruce’s massive bed. Bruce still had his fingers against Jason’s pulse, Dick was gripping Jason’s ankle, and Jason didn’t even fight the nasal canal of oxygen.
“Little Wing?”
“It’s why they’re not here. I saw it in my dream. I know…” Jason had to close his eyes and focus on breathing for a little bit before he could continue. “I know how it sounds, but that wasn’t my dream. It was theirs. I know it was. They can… they always know when I’m in danger, is it crazy to think it works both ways?”
Bruce did that sigh of his, the one he did when he had too much in his head and needed to set it aside. “No, Jaylad, it’s not crazy. If you’re up for it chum, we’ll go to the Watchtower today and have J’onn see if he can sense any sort of telepathic connection.”
“And if he does? If they’re being hurt?”
“Then we’ll save them.”
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AN: This story has turned very mean lol sorry. But! Danny soon? Still a very little bit, writing is a struggle atm with this week long migraine, but! It's something. Stay delightful, darlings.
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So usually when an imaginary friend is a real thing in a story, it’s either a demon or a ghost or some supernatural boogeyman that probably wants to eat the kid they’ve befriended (Mama, a couple of the Paranormal Activity movies), or “imaginary friends” are just treated as a real thing in the setting, and if a child just thinks hard enough they can manifest a friend into existence (Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, Happy).
And somewhere in the middle is an area where the imaginary friend in question is real and they are supernatural, but they aren’t malevolent, and they aren’t entirely honest about what they are. Like maybe they’re a fairy or a god or some kind of boggle from mythology, but they just got caught by a six year old and they don’t have time to get into it, so they just go “…Yes. I’m your imaginary friend. We haven’t met. How do you do.” And then they stick around because they do love this kid, and if you’re a boggle from mythology in the modern day good food is really hard to come by.
And at some level. That’s what I think Hobbes is.
#imaginary friends#calvin and hobbes#hobbes lives in some kind of level of existence calvin isn’t aware of#but fundamentally calvin doesn’t seem to care#to calvin hobbes is a particularly well spoken and occasionally insufferable friend who happens to be shaped like a tiger#and who he loves to the very bottom of his soul#all of which is true and so hobbes isn’t in a rush to correct him#10k#20k
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looks at the ethics board with my big wide autistic eyes and they say fineee you can do human experiments and i say YAYYY :3 !!!!!!!
#text#DO U KNOW HOW MUCH I AM HINDERED BY ETHICS BOARDS IN MY IMAGINARY SCENARIOS. ITS WAY TOO OFTEN#why do i spend so much time imagining scenarios where im defending an experiment to an ethics board Well i cant answertthat
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They deserved a happy ending
#my art#eddie munson#wayne munson#stranger things#stranger things fanart#good uncle wayne#I’ve been feeling bummed lately#so my coping strategy is to draw imaginary hugs lol
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The code at the end of the credits in the FNAF movie spells "COME FIND ME" btw for those without captions.
#seeming to confirm a sequel... also matthew lillard allegedly has a 3 picture deal with blumhouse & universal too 👀👀👀#my partner & I watched it on secret sites <3#no i won't snitch so you can get tiktok to get the site taken down lol#also the marionette AKA the puppet box theme was in the credits#Garrett Schmidt is that you?? William Afton's first kill??#we'll see what the movie continuity does I'll make a separate post about this stuff & the fnaf 2 animatronics#I have so much I wanna talk about#Vanessa being peepaw springtraps daughter was an interesting take#also we never saw Abby's imaginary friend 👀👀👀#mine#op#five nights at freddy's#fnaf movie#fnaf#five nights at freddy's 2023#five nights at freddy's movie#fnaf movie spoilers
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The maths fandom is wild. “Real” and “imaginary” numbers? I think you mean canon and non-canon. You guys seriously go “this is my number oc his name is i and he is the square root of -1” when in numbers canon lore it’s actually impossible to square root a negative but sure whatever. “Complex numbers”? I think you mean a character x oc ship. “f(x) = 3x - 5”? That is self-insert fanfiction.
#(spoiler for the maths finale) 7 eats 9#mathblr#math memes#shitpost#locus other time#this is a joke don’t get too worried about it. I just wanted an excuse to say imaginary numbers are OCs#i would go more in depth but alas. as I’m making this I’m 16 so I haven’t learned all the fun maths lore yet#math#to reiterate: I am aware this is an oversimplification and not how maths works and nothing in maths is canon!#I am not trying to say square rooting negative numbers is stupid or impossible or saying imaginary numbers are a lie or anything like that#I just wanted to have a bit of fun with using fandom terms for numbers (and play off the stereotype of people who police “canon”)#no hate to mathematicians or the field of maths. You guys are cool. Sorry if it came off that way
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Hua Cheng, lying to villagers to get them off his back: "I'm not interested in meeting anyone. I am already married to someone I love dearly back home."
Xie "somehow that made him feel bad" Lian: "San Lang, by any chance, please don't mind me if I'm overstepping, but was that true? Not that I doubt it, someone as accomplished, capable and elegant as you is bound to be loved by many extraordinary people. I was just curious, do you truly have someone like that back in Ghost City? Are you devoted to someone already? Do you have someone you wish to smile so kindly to? Someone who lights up your life? There truly is someone who treats you how you deserve? Just imagining there is someone so impressive to captivate someone like you, San Lang, wow, what a thought, ha ha."
#tgcf#xie lian#hua cheng#I think it's so funny that Xie Lian is so enamored with Hua Cheng from the start that he's jealous of an imaginary wife without realising i
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Now I get it. Anne Shirley was right; sometimes pretending you’re an exiled princess fallen from her state or a wealthy criminal who’s decided to take a minimum wage job to evade detection IS the only way to get through the work day
#as a kid part of me wondered why she’d bother to make everything so inefficient and impractical#but I GET it you really do have to pretend you’re just doing this for fun or because it looked interesting. I have my imaginary fortune#this is my goose girl arc#anne of green gables#light thoughts
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guess who’s birthday it issss…
have u guessed yet?
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Imaginary Friend
Jason Todd had an imaginary friend. Or at least that was his theory, because the other option was not acceptable. His imaginary friend appeared right during the moment of the explosion (in the same place where the fucking Joker had stood) so Jason wondered if what created it was the trauma, maybe his head wished he saw a friendly face before dying.
However that didn't explain why his friend appeared after his resurrection. Jason wondered again if he was going crazy. The day he came out of his grave, with a dizzy head and blurred memories, his friend manifested. The weird thing was that his friend aged (just like him) and his shiny white hair had a floating crown.
Maybe Jason wanted to be friends with royals, who knows. His friend (Danny, because apparently he can talk), showed him where to walk (he seemed to be avoiding something?), unfortunately he didn't listen to Danny, and he ran into Talia. His friend frowned at him in obvious disgust, but how was he supposed to know?
That was how Jason confirmed that Danny was product of his imagination, because Talia couldn't see him. But Danny was strangely helpful, he knew a lot about combat and helped him in the League, when he asked him about it he said that he wanted him to get out of there as soon as possible.
Years later, when he had already left the League and established himself as Red Hood, his friend was still by his side. And Jason was strangely grateful that he'd never left—Danny had helped him so much— his friend had grown up with him. So, the day Dick asked him who he was talking to (Danny, of course), he dodged the question.
In his apartment, he looked at Danny (patient, always attentive) and asked "Are you really imaginary?" Danny smiled sadly, but didn't answer. Jason wondered if it was possible to fall in love with a product from his head.
#dpxdc#Jason tough that Danny was a product of his mind#some imaginary friend that his head created to console himself#But Danny is real#he's just weak at the moment#Danny learned about Jason by Clockwork#and decided to help#dp x dc#dc x dp#ghost king danny#deadonmain#Danny became ghost king during Jason absence#actually he met Jason ghost first#but traveled to the past because Ghost Jason told him that he hated dying alone#Danny is weak because he's feeding Jason his own ecto#He also doesn't want to make himself known to others so he remains visible only to Jason#Danny learned duplication too#he's in the realms but his real self is always with Jason#he got attached
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Not So Imaginary
Parts 1-3
Parts 4-6Parts 7-8
WC: 1177
“I brought you some more books to read,” Jason said as he entered the room.
After Danny had shown that they were clearly a person (a kid at that) and answered a few questions, they had been moved to an actual room on the Watchtower. Jason was pretty sure part of it was how he refused to leave the cell until Danny was moved, but he didn’t really care as long as it got his friend safe.
Danny looked up with a grin. They were pretty solid today, sitting cross-leg on the bed with feet and everything.
“You’re back,” the artificial voice spoke out from the tablet like device in Danny’s hands. It was a version of something called a SGD, Bruce had said, and was used by people who had trouble with verbal sounds. They didn’t know if Danny would always need it or if they’re vocal cords would come back as they continued to solidify.
“I am. B said I could stay a whole three hours today too as long as I ate a snack while I was here,” Jason said, holding up one of the bags he had.
Three hours still wasn’t a lot, but it was better than the one it had been the rest of the week. It took a lot of begging, but B finally agreed that Jason was well enough for a test to see how it went. Danny was still draining life force from Jason, and only Jason, which made certain Leaguers nervous about letting the two of them close. Jason had done everything he could to let it happen: he’d begged and argued, he’d eating everything Alfie wanted him to, he rested whenever Bruce wanted him too which was all the time, and he even agreed to stay benched for as long as it took.
That last one had really helped convince Bruce and Dick that Jason wouldn’t back down from helping his friend.
“Good. I am happy. What do you have?”
“You liked the Hardy Boys, right? I have a few more of those and I found you some science mags you might like,” Jason said as he flopped onto the bed next to Danny. He could feel the odd tingle travel up his arm as he leaned into Danny.
“Thank you,” Danny said with a wide smile. The tone of the electronic voice didn’t match the brightness of that smile, but it was alright. Jason could also feel how happy Danny was.
“You’re doing okay?”
“Yes.” There was a long pause as Danny found the right words. They were pretty quick already with preset phrases, but odder things still took longer than regular talking would. “WW took me to observation deck. We watched stars. She told me stories of stars from her home.”
“Yeah?” Jason asked, trying to keep his voice from hitching around the word. He couldn’t bug Danny with that yet. “You like her? Wonder Woman?”
“Yes.” The reply was quick, but Danny was watching Jason with furrowed brows. They pushed a sense of question through their bond.
“I’m fine. Just thinking through some shit,” Jason said with a wave of his hand. “But Wonder Woman is really cool. She’s my favorite too.”
Danny set the tablet aside so that they could run their fingers through Jason’s hair. It felt odd, what with not all of the fingers always being all of the way solid, but a good sort of odd. It seems Jason couldn’t just Danny’s concern aside.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow, okay?”
Danny let out what for anyone else would have been a sigh and gave a little nod. They shorted through the bag of books Jason had brought and found a Hardy Boy’s to hand over to Jason.
“What me to read to you?” Jason waited for the nod. Apparently it was really important to let Danny choose things right then, or so the adults said. “Okay, move over a bit, yeah? You’re hogging all the bed.”
Danny placed their hand to their chest, face screwing up in an affronted expression. It didn’t work though when Jason could feel the amusement through their bond.
“Yeah yeah, I’m a brute, now shove over,” Jason said with a laugh. He worked his way up until he was lounging against the head of the bed.
Danny didn’t move.
“You’re a brat,” Jason accused.
Danny gave a silent laugh, humor bumbling up in their bond, before they flopped over right onto Jason’s chest. Jason let a huff of a sigh, but ran his fingers through Danny’s hair like he knew they liked before he opened the book to start read about another adventure of the Hardy Boys.
It was easier to feel the drain like this, when they were so close to each other and touching. Jason had tried to avoid spelling that out too much to Bruce. He got that his dad was just worried, but he was afraid if B knew he’d tried to keep Danny away.
As it was Bruce was trying to send Danny away.
Jason brushed the thought aside, focusing on doing his best to give the characters good voices for Danny. At least it was a distraction from all the rest of Jason’s thoughts. Two chapters later the stopped to ask, “Want a break or do you want another chapter?”
Danny rolled over and off Jason’s chest to flop onto the pillow next to him and Jason froze. His shock must have been clear because Danny scrambled up off the bed until they were floating above Jason.
“No! It’s a good thing. Just… you’re getting some of your color back,” Jason explained. He should really stop staring. He should take Danny to a mirror to see or something, but it was just that… Danny was beautiful right then. He found himself reaching up to brush his finger tips of the bright freckles that were scattered across Danny’s cheeks and nose like a galaxy of stars.
Bright teal eyes blinked back at him.
Jason cleared his throat. “Right, sorry, let’s go let you look.”
Danny floated to the side, landing on their feet as Jason stood, and followed behind behind to the small attached bathroom. Jason guided Danny in front of the mirror. White was spreading into their hair now.
For a moment Jason was worried that Danny was frozen in shock, then the other leaned in close to the mirror, touching the surface before bringing their hand up to their own face. Suddenly Danny was moving, spinning weightlessly around Jason as they gave a soundless whoop.
“I know,” Jason said with a grin of his own. “Look at you! You’re really coming together now! I knew you could do it. I knew that you could come back.”
Slowly, Danny drifted back down so that the tips of their toes brushed against the floor. They rested their forehead against Jason’s.
He didn’t need words to understand what Danny was trying to say.
“Don’t have to thank me, stardust. I’ll always come for you just like you’ll always come for me.”
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AN: Oh ho, is Jason starting to realize he has a crush? And what isn't he telling Danny? Hopefully this part is good, the weather is giving me such a migraine/making me super dizzy so my eyes are crossing some! (Yes, I'm resting, on the couch with a cat!)
I really should have made an update post for this... this supposed ficlet just keeps going! 7K now! Aaaah well. Anywho, stay delightful, darlings!
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♪ POP MUSIC CLUB ♪
YAAAAAAAY
#thinking about port fest where ruggie and jack use the power of their imagination and the imaginary pop club goes YAAAAAAAAAY#lHOW DID I DO THIS ALSO I HUH?1??1#COLORS WTF#I USUALLY SUCK AT COLORS SO. THIS WAS REALLY SURPRISING#no lillia unfortunately bc i couldnt fit hum in#twisted wonderland#twst#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#kalim al asim#twst fanart#twst kalim#twst pop music club#pop music club#twst cater#cater diamond#twst nrc#twst kalim al asim#twst cater diamond#twisted wonderland fanart#YAAAAAAAAAAY
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OK okokok... gonna put this 'I just woke up' thought out there because this is tumblr and what else is it for? Someone has probably already said this and I haven't seen it, but whatever. I will throw it out anyway.
SO... Gale. We've all seen the posts where people quote the Gale lines about being naturally gifted with magic as a baby, a prodigy etc. and then point out that this is sorcerer behaviour.
BUT, what if... you're all right and it is sorcerer behaviour. BUT the orb feeds on weave/magic right? And sorcerers are born with innate magic... so what if he was born a sorcerer, then trained as a wizard, but the orb consumed his sorcerous magic. And that's why he's not as powerful as he once was, because, unbeknownst to him, all this time, he's been using that natural sorcerous connection to make accessing the weave easier. And now that's gone. Eaten up. Destroyed forever by the Netherese void.
And that's part of what's causing him pain. Because an instrinsic part of himself has been taken away. And he feels it like a phantom limb. Maybe he thinks it was actually connected to his relationship with Mystra, rather than a part of him, and that adds to his sense of loss from that relationship.
What if the first magic item Gale fed to the orb was himself and he doesn't even realise it?
#Baldur's Gate 3#BG3#Gale of Waterdeep#Baldur's Gate 3 spoilers#BG3 spoilers#Gale Dekarios#I looked up 5e sorcerer subclasses for this#because none of the ones I could think of would work for Gale#and I did not realise that one of the Aberrant Mind sorcerer origins is:#You were implanted with a mind flayer tadpole but the ceremorphosis never completed.#And now its psionic power is yours. When you use it your flesh shines with a strange mucus.#LOL!#How did I not know about this?#All origin characters and Tavs are Aberrant Mind sorcerer multiclasses in game and they don't even realise it#That one doesn't work pregame though I think it's hilarious#Is this why the game stops at L12? Because all the other levels are taken up by secret sorcerer levels?#but there's another origin option for Aberrant Mind that might work for Gale:#As a child you had an imaginary friend that looked like a flumph or a strange platypus-like creature.#One day it gifted you with psionic powers which have ended up being not so imaginary.#which works so well given Gale's habit of conjuring friends for himself#Storm sorcery - given his name this one's thematically nice - also it's adorable to imagine baby Gale flying around the nursery#Divine Soul is a maybe but do we really want to tie him to the gods more than he already is?#I don't think Shadow/Clockwork/Lunar would work for him
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#TRITOBER day 8: Angel
Listen ok it’s tragic so I’m depicting it tragic
#digital drawing#digital painting#digital art#trigun fanart#vash the stampede#vashwood#trigun the stampede#trigun#trigun stampede#trigun vash#tritober#vash the stampede fanart#goddamn his angel imaginary is so tragic#the angel can’t help itself#when the divinity hunts you#trying to be painfully human with a body that isn’t yours#ouch
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Tubbo is the KING of /zero/ follow up questions.
Daughter has mentioned a new secret friend multiple times? Cool. Alright. No need to elaborate small child. Continue on.
#the way I would have so many questions#like is this a real friend or imaginary?#is this friend a person? animal? kid? adult?#who knows! certainly not Tubbo lmao#qsmp#qsmp liveblog
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Au where Danny became a halfa at a very young age but instead of popping out of the portal as Phantom, he appeared in a the DCU and caused the formation of another Lazarus Pit. Danny slept inside the pit, too scared to come out for a long time. His instincts told him to stay hidden from these people so he did.
Well, until he heard about the "Demons Head" having a grandson a little bit younger than him and decided to invisably follow the wierd ninjas back to thier leader. He was so lonely, hopefully this Damian would be good to play with.
This is how Damian got his "Imaginary Friend"
Danny only ever showed himself once to Talia after she scolded Damian for lying and Danny didn't want Damian to get in trouble. Talia then switched gears to "Wait, how did you get in here?"
"The puddle."
Talia paused for a moment, considering what that meant before asking for clarification. Needless to say when she found out this perfectly human looking boy was some type of monster that had crawled out of the Lazarus Pit to play with her son she was a little shaken.
#dc x dp#fanfiction prompts#prompts#danny fenton#danny phantom#dp x dc#batman#robin#damian wayne#assasin damian wayne#loa#league of assassins#league of shadows#imagine peoples reaction to Damian having an imaginary friend#lmao#can eventually be dead serious but that would take a while#damian doesnt meet bruce and co for a couple more years after this so#theyre besties your honor
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