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sardonic-sprite · 1 year

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Yknow what I just decided I want?

I want a Finding Nemo AU.

Where after the death of his parents, Bruce becomes like literally a nervous wreck. Paranoid as hell, but NOT Batman. Go OUT in the STREETS where he WATCHED HIS PARENTS DIE BEFORE HIS EYES? No thank you. WEAPONS? How about nah. Etc.

Eventually he still goes to the circus. Meets little newly-orphaned Dickie Grayson and decides to PROTECT THE BABY. Of course it doesn't take long for Dick to get SICK of the coddling. He goes out against Bruce's wishes or smt, gets kidnapped.

Bruce is terrified but FUCK THE FEAR THATS HIS CHILD HES GOTTA SAVE HIM! And sets out on Marlin's epic quest, facing down all sorts of dangers and learning new skills. I think he probably briefly gets caught by ninjas and the ninja princess is just like omg this terrified but totally determined LOSER is so pure and he loves his bby so much I gotta help him, fuck off dad, I gotta (but you could also use like idk Clark or someone if that floats your boat).

Anyhow the ninja princess (Talia if it wasn't clear) goes along and helps him on his journey, they fight "jellyfish" and as Talia goes down Bruce realizes he can be brave, get rescued by the JL who help them get another clue/close the distance to Dick (who is imprisoned with a whole group of feral in-need-of-parent kiddos).

Add whoever you want for various allies and antagonists and whatnot, but they reach Dick only to think he's dead. Drama and angst, maybe they take the rest of the kids with them, there's a last stand (SWIM DOWN) and so yeah basically they get back together and to Gotham as one big huge happy family and Bruce decides he's going to do everything he can starting now to help all kids (and people in general) to be rescued and safe and yeah.

Please don't name it "finding dick" is all i ask 😂

#sprite said #batman #au #crack idea #but actually #please tag me if you write this #bc i WANT IT #but i dont wanna do it myself

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youre-brilliant · 2 years

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Dreamling fic prompt: AU where they’re both regular humans who were at the same high school and pined after each other but didn’t speak. Now they only see each other at the high school reunions every 10 years but they start to talk more at each one etc etc you see where I’m going with this ;)

#hob x dream #dream x hob #dreamling #dream of the endless #hob x morpheus #hob gadling #fic prompt #sandman #please tag me if you write this

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free-for-all-fics · 1 year

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Random Zemo thought but all this talk about and love for Zemo’s coat makes me want a Selkie AU fic!

Zemo is a Selkie and reader gets his coat. Whether he gives it to her, she finds it, or she gives it back to him, up to you. I’m just thinking about Zemo claiming reader as his wife, whether she willingly knew about Selkie coats or not. Could be dark with Zemo pretending to be human and tricking her into marriage, or could be fluffy with them meeting on the beach. I just love monster AUs so much and I wish there were more for Zemo. 💜

“Sometimes it is revealed she already had a first husband of her own kind.” Maybe Selkie! Zemo already was married to Heike, also a Selkie and they had their son, Carl, but he lost both of them tragically. He’s a widower and he wants another wife, another chance at a family. A human wife, so that she’ll be safe from hunters who are after seal skin and he can protect her from other dangers.

“Male selkies are described as being very handsome in their human form, and having great seductive powers over human women. They typically seek those who are dissatisfied with their lives, such as married women waiting for their fishermen husbands.” Perhaps Selkie!Zemo is dark and either manipulates reader into coming with him and takes advantage of her vulnerable emotional and mental state while she’s dissatisfied with her life, or he’s fluffy and his intentions are pure when he comes to save reader from her life on land.

#Zemo x reader #Zemo x you #dark!helmut zemo x reader #helmut zemo x you #helmut zemo x reader #selkie au #random fic ideas #fic ideas #please tag me if you write this #i’d love to read it

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eddie-munsons-missing-nipple · 1 year

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Musician Eddie Munson

Ok hear me out, I know we all love Eddie being a musician and Corroded Coffin content, but trust me: Eddie Munson would love Trans-Siberian Orchestra (TSO).

Now I know it’s past Christmas time but TSO does have non-holiday music, particularly their Night Castle and Beethoven albums. Give them a listen, trust me. TRUST ME.

I love the idea of Eddie in a modern AU being super into TSO, but I also am frothing at the mouth at the idea of Eddie making TSO music (either as a member of the band, or making this Corroded Coffin’s catalog or something??)

I also have a pet headcanon about Steve being trained in classical piano at his mother’s insistence as a kid, and maybe his father insisted he stop or maybe he still practices sometimes but isn’t loud about it. Either way, Eddie hears him playing some Rimsky-Korsakov one day and it ends up inspiring Corroded Coffin’s newest song, A Last Illusion. Maybe Steve joins the band as their pianist? THERE ARE SO MANY OPTIONS.

Also, TSO was founded by some of the members of Savatage, which is a metal band from the 80s/90s that is so Eddie Munson coded.

Anyway that’s all for now, but please let me know if you want to discuss because I have 8000 more hours worth of thoughts about TSO music and Steddie. I’ve never posted this kind of stuff before but I simply had to tell someone before I exploded.

#this is my first post lol #eddie munson #not explicitly steddie but please know everything here is in fact steddie #eddie munson guitar #corroded coffin #stranger things #joseph quinn #trust me TRUST ME #trans siberian orchestra #tso #I'm an Eddie Munson TSO truther #eddie munson coded #savatage #eddie and TSO are two of my biggest fixations #taking your fixations and smashing them together like barbies and yelling now kiss #please put this in your fics so i can eat it up #hellcheer shippers dni #please tag me if you write this #listen to a last illusion by TSO and try to tell me Eddie wouldn't eat it UP

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tofixtheshadows · 12 days

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I've been thinking a lot lately about how Kabru deprives himself.

Kabru as a character is intertwined with the idea that sometimes we have to sacrifice the needs of the few for the good of the many. He ultimately subverts this first by sabotaging the Canaries and then by letting Laios go, but in practice he's already been living a life of self-sacrifice.

Saving people, and learning the secrets of the dungeons to seal them, are what's important. Not his own comforts. Not his own desires. He forces them down until he doesn't know they're there, until one of them has to come spilling out during the confession in chapter 76.

Specifically, I think it's very significant, in a story about food and all that it entails, that Kabru is rarely shown eating. He's the deuteragonist of Dungeon Meshi, the cooking manga, but while meals are the anchoring points of Laios's journey, given loving focus, for Kabru, they're ... not.

I'm sure he eats during dungeon expeditions, in the routine way that adventurers must when they sit down to camp. But on the surface, you get the idea that Kabru spends most of his time doing his self-assigned dungeon-related tasks: meeting with people, studying them, putting together that evidence board, researching the dungeon, god knows what else. Feeding himself is secondary.

He's introduced during a meal, eating at a restaurant, just to set up the contrast between his party and Laios's. And it's the last normal meal we see him eating until the communal ending feast (if you consider Falin's dragon parts normal).

First, we get this:

Kabru's response here is such a non-answer, it strongly implies to me that he wasn't thinking about it until Rin brought it up. That he might not even be feeling the hunger signals that he logically knew he should.

They sit down to eat, but Kabru is never drawn reaching for food or eating it like the rest of his party. He only drinks.

It's possible this means nothing, that we can just assume he's putting food in his mouth off-panel, but again, this entire manga is about food. Cooking it, eating it, appreciating it, taking pleasure in it, grounding yourself in the necessary routine of it and affirming your right to live by consuming it. It's given such a huge focus.

We don't see him eat again until the harpy egg.

What a significant question for the protagonist to ask his foil in this story about eating! Aren't you hungry? Aren't you, Kabru?

He was revived only minutes ago after a violent encounter. And then he chokes down food that causes him further harm by triggering him, all because he's so determined to stay in Laios's good graces.

In his flashback, we see Milsiril trying to spoon-feed young Kabru cake that we know he doesn't like. He doesn't want to eat: he wants to be training.

Then with Mithrun, we see him eating the least-monstery monster food he can get his hands on, for the sake of survival- walking mushroom, barometz, an egg. The barometz is his first chance to make something like an a real meal, and he actually seems excited about it because he wants to replicate a lamb dish his mother used to make him!

...but he doesn't get to enjoy it like he wanted to.

Then, when all the Canaries are eating field rations ... Kabru still isn't shown eating. He's only shown giving food to Mithrun.

And of course the next time he eats is the bavarois, which for his sake is at least plant based ... but he still has to use a coping mechanism to get through it.

I don't think Kabru does this all on purpose. I think Kui does this all on purpose. Kabru's Post Traumatic Stress Disorder should be understood as informing his character just as much as Laios's autism informs his. It's another way that Kabru and Laios act as foils: where Laios takes pleasure in meals and approaches food with the excitement of discovery, Kabru's experiences with eating are tainted by his trauma. Laios indulges; Kabru denies himself. Laios is shown enjoying food, Kabru is shown struggling with it.

And I can very easily imagine a reason why Kabru might have a subconscious aversion towards eating.

Meals are the privilege of the living.

#Dungeon Meshi #Delicious in Dungeon #Kabru #Kabru of Utaya #Laios Touden #Dungeon Meshi meta #you can have him in the tags too. as a treat.#Dungeon Meshi spoilers #this was directly inspired by livelaughlaios's post about Kabru self harming but I decided it got too long to make it a direct reply #this is a theory I've been working on for weeks because I kept noticing this while skimming for screencaps #I'm hesitant to trigger tag this because of the way certain subcultures on tumblr operate #but if anyone needs me to add a content warning please let me know #also I included image descriptions! I did my best #I think they even help illustrate my points but my god were they sad to write. Kabru is so fucking sad you guys #musings with Dea

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kangals · 9 months

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friendly advice from vetmed: I know that when your animal has an infection that is generating a lot of discharge, you want to describe that to the veterinarian, because it’s a concerning sign. that is true. I also know that the most common word for this type of discharge is “pus,” so it’s logical that that’s the word that you’ll use when describing what’s going on. and in English, we often add a “-y” when we’re using a word as a descriptor.

but. the word. the word you are looking for. is purulent.

please stop sending in messages telling the doctor that your dog has a “pussy wound.”

#aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAA #(i know. I know what you’re trying to say! I understand how you got to this conclusion!)#but please read the things you are writing #you don’t need to say that your dog has pussy eyes. you can just say infection. or ‘eyes have pus’#pls and thank u #uhh idk how to tag this tell me if something should be added #injury cw #unsanitary cw

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deep-space-lines · 2 months

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okay but like. I just had the weirdest thought about that ‘don’t look I’m naked’ comic. Which is that that’s essentially the same thing Adam and Eve did after they ate the fruit of knowledge of good&evil. So I feel like the theological implications of that could kneecap Gabe if he doesn’t think V1 is a being with free will.

yeah ok. i dunno man. is this anything

((side note. this isn’t necessarily meant to be in-character or story-accurate or take place at any particular point in time, just a way to explore some Thoughts. i was also imagining more that V1’s words aren't actually spoken, more like Gabriel’s more articulate interpretation of whatever garbled mechanical noise V1 is using to communicate. I think an angel could do that.))

and then they fucked nasty the end

#my art #my writing #who fuckin sent this. fuck you. come off anon so i can kick your ass. (the thoughts this ask sparked consumed almost 3 days of my life)#i dont know what this even is #i just work here #disclaimer i don't come from a particularly religious background so like.#most of my knowledge of christianity comes from when my mom sent me to vbs for cheap babysitting in middle school or absorbed via osmosis #so i have no idea what im talking about except for when i do! hope this helps #i love how i say that like i expect biblical scholars to tear apart my ultrakill gay fanfiction #if you are a biblical scholar and you want to tear apart my ultrakill gay fanfiction please know i am not going to read the bible for this #ultrakill #v1 ultrakill #gabriel ultrakill #gabv1el #blood #love tagging ultrakill stuff with blood. hmm yes the floor here is made out of floor

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guinevereslancelot · 2 years

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my favorite ship dynamic is betrayal. not when they betray each other but when one or both of them turn against their cause, their principles and/or loved ones for the other. bonus points if the person they're abandoning everything for didn't remotely expect it. ultimate declaration of love. "you mean more to me than everything i ever believed in. i am more loyal to you than my conscience. i love you more than the thing i would die for."

#seeing lots of people talking abt ship dynamics and aaaaaaa #its abt devotion to your lover above everything!!#this is the appeal of anidala and gwencelot for me <333 #ship dynamics #otp #this has been a shitpost #please tag this with your blorbos btw i want to know abt more ships like this #to me that's romance #writing #1k #this is why enemies to lovers goes so hard #i love zuko more than i fear you bitch!!!#my kingdom for a kiss upon your shoulder etc

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dear-ao3 · 1 month

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#bet you anything katya doesnt remember sending this to me #not a tag #from saph #someone please write fic about this

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cryingpages · 2 months

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I'm just... gonna leave this here...

*silently slinks away*

Pls tag me if someone hears my call and writes something

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gayspacemonk · 8 months

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wriothesley a whole ass homosexual looking after neuvillette and saying "WOW"

#wriolette #wriothesley #neuvillette #genshin impact #wriothesley: monsieur neuvillette me: so you are one of them queers #wriothesley: he's open minded and easy to talk to; me: so you are a homosexual #please tag me in fics where wrio arrives sopping wet to neuvi's door cause it started to rain and he ran through it thinking neuvi was sad #or I will write them myself

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matchingbatbites · 1 year

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Steve proposes to Eddie during DND.

He's played about a dozen times since the Vecna ordeal three years ago, just one-off stories with no real consequences, and while it took him a little bit to get a feel for the game, he's finally reached a point where he doesn't feel totally out of place.

It helps that Eddie absolutely lights up every time Steve agrees to play, that his boyfriend tends to go a little easier on the rest of the table because they all help Steve half-fumble through the mechanics. It's worth it when Eddie beams at him for figuring something out first, for suggesting a dumb play that has the table screaming when it works.

It's the summer after the kids' senior year, and when Eddie offers to run an all-day one shot to celebrate their graduation, Steve instantly starts planning. He talks to Robin, who absolutely gushes over his idea, and along with Dustin they plan it all out.

He learns the premise of the one-shot from Eddie - there's a big bad who's been taking people from the kingdom, and the king is finally forced to do something when his own son, the prince, is also taken - and Dustin helps him make a character, a fighter who is the personal guard of the prince, whose goal is to find and bring him back safely.

Eddie seems pleased with the character when Steve explains it to him, even more so when Steve suggests the idea that they've fallen for each other and have been lovers in secret. "You're such a romantic, sweetheart," Eddie says before kissing him, and Steve knows it’s a tease and a compliment, knows that Eddie loves how soft he can get over things like that.

The game happens about two weeks later, and Eddie wasn’t joking when he called it an all-day affair.

They get started at about ten that morning, Steve and Eddie, their four boys, and Erica all crowded around the little dining table in Steve and Eddie's little apartment, with Robin, El, and Max entertaining themselves in the adjacent living room.

At Eddie’s insistence, they take a break every couple of hours so everyone can get up and stretch and use the toilet, with slightly longer breaks for lunch and dinner (sandwiches and pizza, respectively, both provided by Steve and Eddie).

The big bad is defeated at around nine that night, and everyone is elated as Eddie takes them through the aftermath, letting each player character have a short moment to reunite with their stolen friends and loved ones.

Robin and the girls have moved to sit on the nearby kitchen counter to listen, partly because El always enjoys these soft moments in the story, and partly because Robin knows what’s going to happen soon.

Steve stays quiet, letting the others have their moment as he fights down the sudden anxiety that sparks through him, knowing what he’s about to do. He looks up when Eddie says his name, takes a steadying breath, and asks "Do I see the prince?"

Eddie nods, says "You do."

"I go over to him."

"He sees you approaching and he rushes to you, meeting you halfway. As soon as you're close enough, he throws his arms around you and says 'I knew you would save me, darling.'"

Steve smiles. "I say, 'I always will, my love' and then I kiss him."

The teens hoot and holler a little as Eddie grins. "He kisses you back, and for a moment it's like everything else fades to the background. All that matters is him, back where he belongs, safe in your arms."

Steve nods, and before he loses his nerve asks "Can I do something?"

Eddie quirks a brow, curious. "Of course,” he says, and Steve takes a breath to steady himself.

"I take his hand, and then I drop to one knee."

A couple of the teens give little 'ooh's as Eddie looks at him, clearly a little surprised, and Steve continues before he can say anything.

"Three years ago, I took my place by your side as your personal guard. I swore to care for you, to protect you from anything that would want to hurt you, and somewhere along the way, we fell in love."

Steve swallows, knows he's blurring the line of character and person as he speaks, staring at Eddie across the table.

"The last three years have been everything to me. Any time I'm not with you, you're the only thing I can think about, and every day spent with you is a fucking gift, because I know just how close I came to losing you."

The sudden urge to touch Eddie becomes overwhelming and he stands, watches Eddie's shocked face as he rounds the table and drops to a knee in front of his lover. Eddie's eyes are wide and he gives a soft "Steve?" as Steve takes a slender hand in his own, remembers the words he had practiced over and over with Dustin.

"I don't want to be just a fighter anymore. I want to be a paladin, set on a righteous path, and if you'll let me, I want to make an Oath of Devotion. Not to any god or angel, but to you, the love of my life."

Steve pulls the ring from his pocket and offers it to Eddie. It's very much not traditional, and at first glance seems to be just another chunky ring that blends in with Eddie's current selection. But Steve had to get it, the shield molded onto the band and the new 'beloved' engraved on the inside repeating what Steve always says, I'll protect you, I love you.

Eddie is in tears as Steve stares him down, as he gently asks "Eddie Munson, will you marry me?"

For just a second, Eddie is completely still, save for his shaky breathing. Steve doesn't get scared, he knows that sometimes it takes Eddie a second to register things when he's overwhelmed. He waits it out, and after a few seconds Eddie blinks rapidly before jerking forward, dropping to his knees as he throws his arms around Steve. "Fuck yes! Of course I will!"

Cheers erupt through the room, and a flash goes off when they meet in a kiss. Eddie looks over to see Robin with a camera in her hand and tears streaming down her face. “Don’t mind me,” she says, a bit choked up even as she beams at them, and Eddie’s head whips back to Steve.

“You planned this!” he yells, unable to stop his own tears from falling, and Steve laughs. “Of course I did!” is his reply as he takes Eddie’s hand back so he can slide the ring onto it, and he ignores the second flash from where Robin sits.

“Wanted it to be perfect,” Steve says softly, stroking his thumb over the ring, now at its new home on Eddie’s finger. “Wanted you to know how much you mean to me, and I figured something nerdy would hit all the right buttons.”

“I helped with the nerd stuff!” Dustin calls from his seat, and Eddie laughs wetly as he scrubs at the tear tracks on his cheeks. “I should have known something was up with you, Henderson. You’ve been bouncing off the walls for weeks.”

Steve stands up from the floor before helping Eddie up, and they both grunt as Dustin practically slams into them for a hug, quickly followed by a more reserved El. They hug each of the kids in turn and accept their congratulations, and after a few minutes Eddie is put together enough to actually finish out the one-shot.

Later that night as they're getting ready for bed, Eddie presses up behind Steve, one hand sliding to rest on his stomach and the other opening in front of them, revealing a simple, gold band.

"You beat me to it, you dick," he says with so much tenderness, and Steve laughs as he takes the ring.

"You can still do your proposal, if you want," Steve replies, heart swelling as he looks over the band, sees the little 'sweetheart' engraved on the inside.

"Nah, there's no way I can top what you did for me."

"I dunno, you normally top me pretty well," Steve teases, just to hear Eddie's delighted little cackle.

He turns and hands the ring back to Eddie, asks "Put it on me?" and Eddie smiles. He takes the ring and slides it onto Steve's finger, his thumb brushing over shiny metal, and Steve feels so fucking happy as they meet in the middle for a kiss.

#steddie #steddie fic #steve x eddie #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #joey writes #steddie fanfic #heres the proposal fic #as promised #i see you all screaming in the tags and please know it brings me endless joy #ily all #oath of devotion

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inkskinned · 1 year

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you wanted to be a good friend, because you loved your friends, but the truth was that everyone else somehow had a pamphlet on being normal that you never received. most of the time you learn by trial-and-error. you are terrified of the next big mistake you make, because it seems like the rules are completely arbitrary.

you've learned to keep the prickly parts of your personality in a stormcloud under your bed - as if they're a second version of you; one that will make your friends hate you. it feels feral, burning, ugly.

instead, you have assembled habits based on the statistical likelihood of pleasing others. you're a good listener, which is to say - if you do speak up, you might end up saying the wrong thing and scaring off someone, but people tend to like someone-who-listens. or you've got no true desires or goals, because people like it when you're passive, mutable. you're "not easy to fluster" which is to say - your emotions are fundamentally uninteresting to others around you; so you've learned to control them to a degree that you can no longer really feel them happening.

you have long suspected something is wrong with you, but most of the time, googling doesn't help. you are so-used to helping-yourself, alone and with no handbook. the reek of your real self feels more like a horrible joke - you wake up, and, despite all your preparations, suddenly the whole house is full of smoke. the real you is someone waiting to ruin your other-life, the one where you're normal and happy. the real-self is unpredictable, angry.

your real self snarls when people infantilize the whole situation. because if you were really suffering, everyone seems to think you'd be completely unable to cope. but you already learned the rules, so you do know how to cope, and you have fucking been coping. it's not black-and-white. it's not that you are healed during the other times - it's just that you're able to fucking try. and honestly, whenever you show symptoms, it's a really fucking bad sign.

because the symptoms you have are ugly and unmanageable for others. your symptoms aren't waifish white girl things. they're annoying and complicated. they will be the subject of so many pretentious instagram reels. if they cared about you, they'd just show up on time. you care, a lot, so deeply it burns you. you like to picture a world where the comments read if they loved you, they'd never need glasses to see. but since that's a rule you've seen repeated - "one must never be late or you are a bad friend" - you constantly worry about being late and leave agonizingly early. there are no words for how you feel when you're still late; no matter how hard you were trying.

so you have to make up for it. you have to make up for that little horrible real you that you keep locked in a cabinet. you are bad at answering emails so every project you make has to be perfect. you are weird and sensitive so you have to learn to be funny and interesting. you are an inconvenience to others, so you become as smooth as possible, buffing out all the rough parts.

all this. all this. so people can pass their hands over you and just tell you just the once -how good you are. you're a good friend. you're loveable.

#spilled ink #woke up at 530 to write this lmafo #me in a cold sweat:#how do i be normal #edit in the tags:#hey so i've seen y'all talk about like ... wondering if ur ''allowed'' to relate #like if this is about X specific diagnosis #and when i first posted it i really almost labelled it ''please don't assume this is about a specific condition''#because as an artist i am often walking this line of discussing a symptom or discussing my conditions etc #and sometimes yes ! i do want to talk about an experience that is specific to who i am and my condition #but sometimes the effort of the post is about the EXPERIENCE rather than the diagnosis #because yes i am not neurotypical and as a result that influences my work but it is ALSO true that there are many reasons #why someone might experience this particular vague horrible feeling that you are... almost being CHASED by what you ''really'' are.#that you're outrunning your symptoms... that you're not really normal you're just sort of a mockery of a person #.... that's a really isolating and horrible way to feel no matter why you are feeling it. and the nature of this PARTICULAR post is that #it is inherently talking ABOUT that sense of isolation & of feeling not-deserving & of minimizing your own experiences to make urself #palatable for society in a way that others find easy-to-deal-with....#this post is about a certain experience such that my impression is there's a higher likelihood that those who relate #would have more difficulty thinking they ''deserve'' to relate - that it doesn't REALLY belong to them #bc often we are the kind of people who are SO used to being alienated and set aside and ''different'' that we AUTOMATICALLY assume #that things are not ''for'' us... they never have been why would it start now #we are the kinds of people to be ... ''too normal for X diagnosis but too symptomatic to be normal''#[or as this post points out... so good at ''coping''/masking/hiding it that we essentially conform to whatever shape we're poured into]#but i have witnessed others already say in the tags ''thought this was about me but it's about X so it can't be''#and im like ... of course it was about you.#art is not a resource that is diminished by greater appreciation .#you reflect in whatever mirror fits your frame. not just the ones in your bedroom. not just the ones i specifically give you.#there will be - and often are - times that i will talk about my specific conditions... but if you're reading this #regardless of why you're here... we are here together. holding hands through space and time. and i love you for carrying it #and i know you're exhausted. i am too. but i understand. and i see you.

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valentjin · 6 months

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#raphael bg3 #raphael #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 voice lines #you do NOT understand. how these lines have lived in my head rent free like a mindflayer tadpole since i saw them #i still don't even know if he can actually say this or if it's just a dead/untriggerable dialogue but. my god. actually hearing it finally #the desperation in his voice... AUGH #like i'm just saying.. if i could write... this line has got So Many Ideas rattling around in my head jkdsnhdlkfhjgwrfjhg #please imagine me as that prozd video where he reads that set of tags #you have no idea YOU HAVE NO IDEA im crazy im crazy im crazy etc #mine

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krismiss-cos · 1 year

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DPxDC idea thing

Now with AO3 post!

So picture this, the Justice League have just captured the new vigilante called Phantom. So far he has refused to talk to any JL members and seemingly vanished every time they tried to speak to him. After a particularly difficult battle Superman is finally able to put power restricting cuffs on Phantom and bring him to the Watchtower. Phantom has been silent since being subdued and looks like he's being walked to his execution.

Meanwhile, Red Hood has been brought in on an unrelated case and is speaking to a League member when he feels a kind of tugging in his chest. He starts walking in the direction he's being pulled and looks through the one way mirror looking into one of the interrogation rooms. He locks eyes with the green eyed boy and feels fire start burning in his chest as his brain screams protect king help. He's consumed with a feeling almost like the pit rage as he bursts through the door and makes a beeline to Danny. Batman starts to step in front of him but Jason throws him into the wall and undoes Danny's cuffs. Once Danny is free Jason blinks and looks around, feeling unbalanced now that the all consuming need to protect Phantom has subsided.

Danny is completely stunned as he looks at this leather clad mountain of a man that radiates safe protected friend. He's quickly snapped out of his shock as Superman enters the room and starts to grab Jason's shoulder. Danny's protective king instincts kick in as he darts between Supes and Jason, in a voice filled with static and cracking ice he says, "Don't touch my Knight."

#ghost king danny #dpxdc #justice league #danny phantom #batman #jason todd #jason is the new fright knight #please take this idea and RUN with it #please tag me if you write a fic based on this #please excuse any typos #I'm writing this at 3am #how do I tag #i'm new to tumblr #send help #danny and jason being super protective is my fav trope #revnant jason todd #Phantom's Red Knight

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womanipulatorr · 9 months

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fucking older!eddie and his cock being so, so much you can’t help but try n crawl away but he just chuckles and grab your hips with his big hands n slams you back down onto him.

“where you think you goin’ baby? m not done with you yet.”

he laughs mockingly before staring a relentless pace making you whine and squirm,

“poor thing, ‘s daddy hurting you? hm? ‘s it too much for my baby?”

found these in my notes ^__^ lol someone plz finish this maybe.. haha.. sorry i’m lazy…

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie my beloved #eddie stranger things #i need him #eddie munson x reader #older eddie munson #please #rockstar eddie munson #babygirl things #eddie munson smut #hornyposting #silly me hehe #eddie x you #someone write this #pretty please #eddie x reader #too many tags #woops lol

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