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#talk about creepy
tanglepelt · 6 months
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Dp x dc 160
Bruce had an older brother. One who disappeared prior to his parents death. They never received a ransom note or anything.
Danny upon a dare takes an ancestors dna test. He wasn’t expecting Bruce Wayne to be his uncle. Or the fact the man would show up while his parents weren’t home prior to them even getting the results.
At least his friends were with him. Sam slammed the door in his face. Tucker screamed out that billionaires weren’t welcome. At the time they just thought he randomly showed up.
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xx-sketchy-xx · 2 months
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It was the cutest dream I’ve ever had.
Wally, except baby size, and he hung out with me all day
andthentheworldsortastartedfallingapartbutthatsok
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blujayonthewing · 2 months
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hey you know how reflective eyes are a bit spooky in the dark
do you think for races with darkvision it'd be spooky that humans' eyes are completely lightless in the dark
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justwannabecat · 8 months
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The one where having a secret lab in the basement is not as much of a red flag as it should be.
Because somehow, EVERY. SINGLE. ADULT. IN ALL OF AMITY. Have “secret” basements.
Sure, MOST of them have refitted them to act as emergency bunkers in case there’s another large-scale ghost attack, with rations and shields and blankets and all that, BUT. Even BEFORE the portal opened up, they were there.
Some of them were laboratories dedicated to one of many sciences. Some of them were just storage for the more concerning family heirlooms. At least one person kept the taxidermied bodies of each and every pet they had over their lifetime. Really, it was more odd for someone to not have some weird secret in their basement.
So when Danny ran from Amity and learned just how many people didn’t have strange, niche basements for their hobbies, he was a little put off. When he was eventually asked to stay with the Wayne family in Gotham, well, maybe he could have phrased it better.
How was he supposed to know that asking if they had a “super-secret basement either for your job, your personal life, or disaster prevention” would lead to them thinking he knew about their nightlife?
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beastofwant · 4 months
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ohhh so this saga just will not end, okay!!!
last month I started an emergency fundraiser because the situation with my neighbor, who has been showing stalker-like behavior, escalated to the point where I no longer felt safe staying in my apartment. here's that original post
I'd remade my tiktok a few weeks ago after several years of inactivity to use for venting & vlogging. it had like no followers + just two videos uploaded. I got this text immediately after I saw him at the top of the stairs to the ground floor as I was coming back in from checking the mail. I had the "find by contacts" shit all turned off so idk HOW he found my tiny nothing tiktok (it's privated now) but he decided to send me this message about it. some of the things he mentioned in the text (like listening at my door???? I said listening to hear my door open/close but not listening at it) aren't even things I talked about which is also raising some alarm bells.
I haven't responded to his texts in months but he continues to send them and now it's shit like this. I am truly beyond words. it's incredible how the second he is confronted with how weird his behavior is I am "evil". I didn't film him, I didn't post any identifying information other than "my creepy upstairs neighbor" and now he is mad that the shoe fits when he's the one that tried it on.
My lease is up at the end of the month regardless, and I'm hunting for apartments actively. I need to get out of here, and I'm doing everything in my power to do that, but I need help with application fees, transportation and moving costs, and a deposit. I'm seeing a place on the 11th (tomorrow, as of when I write this) that seems promising and really hope it ends up being the one. I'm sorry I've had to post about this so much, but mutual aid has legitimately been the only way I have ever been able to pull myself out of a hole like this. even just a few dollars does help.
v3nm0 is alumirust c4sh4pp is $doppelgougar p@yp44l is [email protected] buy some of my art GFM fundraiser link
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tobytost · 8 months
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oh the living force DOES call for him, like it did for his brother and his father
completely enveloped by the sea, not being able to look away from it, looking for something and the sea is rageful and peaceful and he hears it he feels it
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twisteddickpalace · 8 months
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disco elysium really is a master class in fucked up characters that i would defend with my life. like i am fully aware that harry du bois was not a very good person before his amnesia and that some of his bad attitudes and beliefs (or all, depending on how you play) are still very much present in his psyche, and i myself recognize and critique those aspects of his character both in my own mind and in discussion with others, but that doesn't mean that a part of my soul doesn't start crying and throwing things whenever i see someone say that harry is irredeemable or undeserving of love because goddamnit he's still human and he's still capable of growth and he still does good things (again, depending on how you play) even in the impossibly bleak world he lives in and he's got an undeniable drive to change things for the better and. and. fuck me man, he gives me hope, and i think he's a beautiful character and also very fuckable
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slime-crafters · 1 month
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Imagine you go to walmart and on one of the shelves, you find a portrait of your spouse being sold for $30000
That's what I imagine it's like to be married in sdv and visiting the travelling merchant
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hotdrinks · 12 days
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Just got to Daisy's first appearance and I forgot how violent their first interaction is. Jon's fledgling beholding powers emerging, and Daisy so clearly disturbed that she told him her story. Daisy keeps saying she's done answering questions, Jon disregards that completely and keeps asking, and she keeps answering!! Even though she's so disturbed! Even though she doesn't want to!! And it's the first time in season 2, maybe even in the whole show thus far, that Jon sounds sooo completely happy. Like. He's delighted, he's well fed, he's ENRICHED, he's having fun!! And he doesn't know he's even doing it, consciously. But also. He must, deep down. He doesn't even know about The Eye and yet he's already flexing his wet little newborn Archivist wings. AAAAH Haha Jonathan a darkness is unfurling within you from which you can never escape 🤪
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cloudcountry · 8 months
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SUMMARY: Fluffy Savanaclaw Rook thoughts.
CHARACTER: Rook Hunt
WARNINGS: None!!
COMMENTS: a lil gift for @v-anrouge!! there is no occasion you've just single-handedly made me abnormal about pomfiore ^^
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Savanaclaw Rook who leaves little wooden carvings of your favorite animals and plants at Ramshackle’s front door. The first time he did this, you almost stepped on it and felt terrible about nearly ruining such a pretty gift. He assured you that it wasn’t a big deal, that you would have hurt yourself more than the wood, and that he’s so glad your precious skin wasn’t harmed.
Savanaclaw Rook who climbs the trees right outside your dorm room’s window so he can knock on the glass and snatch your attention. He basks in it, like the sun’s glow that showered him in freckles, and finds himself swooning when you drag him inside and complain about the splinters he has in his hands. They aren’t pleasant, but being touched so tenderly sets his heart ablaze.
Savanaclaw Rook that lets you trace the freckles on his face, shutting his eyes as your fingers brush pretty shapes and letters across the marks. You spell his name, you draw the sun, you spell I love you, you draw little hearts. At some point, he doubts you’re even following his freckles anymore, but when you’re seated on his lap and your face is so close to his, he doesn’t dare disturb you.
Savanaclaw Rook that has his fixation on beauty awoken with you. It’s obvious Vil helped spur him to action, but anyone that knows Rook well enough knows that your beauty was the starting ember of his fiery passion for all things beautiful. And everyone knows that you will forever be special to him, whether they know well him or not.
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phopollo · 3 months
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I dont mean this in a shipping context, but you can feel free to interpret it as that if you want, I just thought this interaction idea was silly and this is the exact interaction I was thinking of when I mentioned pretending they were chatting in this post
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annamaryllis · 2 months
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richard making luke's feelings towards annabeth weird was such a fuckup bc it makes people uncomfortable with sympathizing with him when it's imperative to the story that you do
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ghost-bxrd · 3 months
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I’ve been getting really into magical stuff recently and also DC so I’m just gonna drop this here:
Fae Dick Grayson
F A E
okay so fae stories are special to me because I grew up on hearing pagan folklore and fairytales about fae and fae adjacent creatures as good night stories so hooo boy yes I adore that trope! (I mean, I made Dick a Banshee in my fic Shuck so… hehe)
Anyway, Fae Dick Grayson! There’s just so many things you can do with it ✨
Robin appears from one day to the next, following in Batman’s shadow like a mischievous sprite, so honestly rumors have been going wild about him since day one. Robin actually being something non-human doesn’t really come as a surprise!
The fae folk are known for being awfully good at blending in with regular humans when they put their mind to it, the only thing that puts them apart (in most stories) is their otherworldly beauty, and Dick Grayson? Well, he’s definitely got that in abundance.
Just sometimes, when the light reflects off a surface in just the right way, when someone pours a glass of water and you happen to look right through the spray, or when you think you catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of your eye and you spin around— but there’s only Dick Grayson, even if a second ago you could have sworn you saw eyes where there weren’t supposed to be any; colors that aren’t supposed to exist; feathers where only skin has any right to be.
And, gods, all the talking. Dick is terrifyingly good at talking to people without actually saying anything, to the point where you walk away from the conversation feeling utterly drained after spilling your entire life story but when you think back on it— you can’t remember him ever telling you anything about himself. You know there were the usual pleasantries of “hi” and “nice to meet you” and “how are you doing?” but anything beyond that just kinda… seemed to spill out of you? It’s very strange. It’s very unnerving. By the end of the evening you other convince yourself you’re overreacting or you simply push the incident out of your mind altogether.
And there’s another thing about Dick. His name.
He only ever introduces himself as Dick Grayson/Robin. Never Richard. Never. Especially not Richard John. Names are sacred for the fae folk, names have power, so while Richard John Grayson may not be Dick’s true name, he treats it as such to honor his parents. None are allowed to use it. None except Bruce or Alfred on special occasion.
Of course, Dick’s “true” name isn’t exactly a secret so when someone does happen to use it… well, Dick may be… other… but he’s still intrinsically good in a way many of his kind don’t have the patience to be. Dick judges on a case by case basis, just like his parents and Bruce taught him. And usually people do not mean it maliciously when they use his name so he kindly corrects them and that’s that. But oh man, if they still insist on calling him “Richard”? Well..
“Oh no, it seems your credit card is being declined, sir!”
“Sheesh, you tripped over a root? In Gotham?!”
“What do you mean ten birds flew into your window last night? You live on floor level!”
“Dude I’m telling you that rash doesn’t look normal.”
“I… don’t think crows are supposed to follow you like that.”
It’s little things (most of the time, unless you really pissed Dick off) but they keep piling up, slowly driving you insane. You feel like you’re being watched, but it’s just a bird sitting on the window sill again. You feel like someone moved all your furniture just slightly to the right even tho you checked all the cameras.
The fae are kind, but they are also vindictive when crossed.
(Thanks to Bruce, however, I think Dick’s bouts of “vengeance” rarely go much farther than that though.)
Dang ok that ended up being an entire rant… wow. Anyway, yeah. Fae.
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l8tof1 · 3 months
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"it's definitely crazy to think that i never drove for ferrari because that's the- you know, for everyone, that's the dream position to be in. but it was just never really fully in the cards for me, and i'll never know exactly why. (...) of course i look at the pictures that these two drivers post and (sighs) the red is still... is still the red."
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nehoteika · 11 months
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it's strange, knowing now who it was this whole time...
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