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sugaroto · 1 year

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What's funny about Greece is that a lot of cafeterias or restaurants are named after ancient people/gods and while it's cool to go to... like- "Hestia" restaurant or go to "Zeus" for a drink and then to "Aphrodite" to buy tampons(assuming Aphrodite is a market)

You get shit like oh that cafeteria is named David? What does that mean

Oh you know David was the king of the village long ago

His grave is around the corner

Wanna go?

#thats not based on a real conversation #i just remembered the cafe that used to be called ******** after a king of the village #i didn't know we had kings here💀#also yeah his grave is just *there*#but it's not a fun sight #like theres nothing. pretty boring #but theres a playground nearby if you wanna go #also like technically ive been on a walk there with a friend so probably the conversation was like wanna go to his grave #so the convo is half true #sugarenia thoughts #sugarenia talks #mythology

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oceanwithouthermoon · 16 days

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i think its weird that i have to make this disclaimer but the internet is crazy so wtvr,, anyway,,

if i say i dont like something, that doesnt mean "that thing is bad and nobody should post it.."

i swear literally every time i even mention that i dislike something, people will go "wow does that mean u fucking hate me cuz i post that thing? ur a fucking stupid bitch and all ur opinions r wrong" LIKE ?? er.. no. just because i say i dont like certain characterizations of certain characters (the saiki k fandom is CRAZY about this cuz i can state an opinion on literally any character and a group of people will still go 'well only we're allowed to post our opinions about them because we're always right!1!1!'), or certain ship tropes (mentioned my hatred of toxic yaoi maybe once or twice on here months ago and people STILL get mad at me as if i said toxic yaoi lovers r evil or something), or certain ships, or WHATEVER, does not mean that i HATE the people who are posting them or that i think they shouldnt post them at all, NO, im just posting about my personal tastes on my personal blog and it would be extremely weird and hypocritical if i decided that i was the ONLY person that was allowed to do that,,

i think the only reason people assume that is because there are a lot of other people on here who ARE like that, and a lot of people toe the line between posting that they dont like something and posting that they think everyone who likes that thing is stupid, annoying, and wrong,, so i guess all i can say is, sorry for whatever made you make these assumptions but they arent true about me so plz leave me alone ʘ‿ʘ ur doing the same thing to me that ur accusing me of but i didnt do it in the first place so ur just actively being a dick for no reason

#crazy that the mindset some people on here have is that theyre the only ones allowed to post their opinions #ive repeated this a lot on this blog but i rlly think people forget that the person on the other side of the screen is in fact a person #if ur harassing people and publicly making fun of them then ur just as bad as any real life bully #that shit isnt as funny or harmless as u like to pretend it is #not once have i ever targetted anyone or went on someones blog to harass them over my opinion #yet people think its fine to do the same to me and treat it as if its like. revenge or something #like ? me saying 'i dont like toxic yaoi' is not equivalent to someone going on someone elses page and going 'how tf do u like toxic yaoi'#I DONT CARE !! all ive ever done is sit in my own little bubble and had opinions and that makes people mad #honestly though the people who will publicly talk and post abt it are significantly meaner #and i want to act like im not bothered by it because i know most of them r just angry that someone has a different opinion #and they want all their followers to bandwagon off of them (idk why maybe for validation or whatever-same reasons anyone would bully)#but seriously if u actually do think that something i said was out of line and crossed thise boundaries- just fucking tell me ?#im a person bro. ur solution to disagreeing with me shouldnt be 'lol im gonna post abt this and make everyone harass them'#have a conversation with me dude i dont bite ? if u cant talk to me like a person then just dont fucking say anything wtf #its so cowardly to be like 'well no i didnt wanna say anything to u cuz i didnt wanna be rude.. so instead i publicly made fun of u!'#LIKE WHATTTT STOPPPPP </3333 #ok anyway this post wasnt supposed to get THAT serious.#MY POINT IS just be considerate of other people and dont base ur hatred off of assumptions #ur deflecting the blame onto someone else because u dont want to admit that ur just a fucking bully lol #being inconsiderate on here is something ive also been guilty of back when i first joined the fandom and was clueless #but grown ass adults who have been on here way longer r still doing that shit which is crazy #and i cant say anything because they have so much leverage over me and idk if its on purpose or if they dont even realize #ok im putting fandom tags cuz i want people to see this sorry. this is my one post thats actually targetted but its at a lot of people #so if u look at this and think 'hey i do that' pls evaluate urself<3 #i mean its also targetted at everyone who does this anonomously so i dont know who it is OKOK IM DONE BYE SORRY HOPE THIS IS UNDERSTANDABLE #watch nobody read this fr #saiki k #tdlosk #the disastrous life of saiki k.#meows post

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mcybree · 4 months

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man I wanna get in fh related fandom discourse but in like a quiet way where we all go around and directly share notes with one another. maybe a power point presentation is involved

#^ this is literally just. a debate. or a discussion. There are words for this #Ive noticed there are more or less like. Three distinct stances on fh people take depending on who they gaf about #I dont want to start Real Petty Discourse is the issue I just want to have a conversation… I want it so dearly…#I see fh fans get mad about toxic!fh takes and state that its wildly inaccurate. and I feel the need to argue but then its like well #I take a step back and go okay I see where theyre coming from actually. because a lot of toxic!fh takes are made with like.#only sad jimmy angst in mind. and so scott becomes the villain for those fics and I look at them and go. he would not fucking say that #BUT THEN ALSOOO I get where THATS coming from too because he’s very mean to jimmy in DL so when people want to write their sad jimmy fics #of course that’s where they’re going to go. because something is off about traffic!FH its true #so rancher shippers and such see that and go oh okay and run with it #Its just. Very interesting all around?#deranged.fh.posting #idk if anyone gets what im talking about. I look at the fh tag pretty often and used to be pretty into rancher fics myself so—#My conclusions are based on that #bree barks so fucking loud

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sammyloomis · 9 months

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actually specifically with the playstation part, the 3 of them have each other’s accounts on their own consoles so they can steal each others games and set stuff to download, like half the time theyre just

josh: bro lemme have ur primary so i can download outlast

chris: cant dude, ash has it to play stardew

josh: ash you JUST finished ur farm why are u starting a new o- WHO THE FUCK IS DOWNLOADING CRYPTO MINING SIMULATOR TO MY ACCOUNT

ashley: tee hee <3

#ash.txt #until dawn #basing this entirely off what my Own friends playstation conversations are like aksbsj #thats a real game btw crypto mining sim idk why anyone would buy that shit i just thought it was funny #climbing chrash

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dapperrokyuu · 1 year

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The whole crux of WHA is basically about healing magic and I still fail to understand why healing magic is banned, ngl, dalnbdalkfjn-

Like, I recall they say the whole experimental thing, but thats less about the magic and more about the lack of consent and suffering regarding those experiments-

#dee p thoughts #witch hat atelier #like consent and the concept of suffering is something regarded in REAL world healthcare advancements so you cant even say medicine in a #vacuum is done without those things. I mean we experiment on animals first then humans because we value the latter more but at the end of #they day beyond the suffering if a human were to go through the processes of consenting to such experiments theoretically it should be fine #I guess the question is about the ethical nature of magical experiments but a factor of that is that spells are apparently /reversible/#which honestly makes the argument AGAINST the magic usage even weaker actually albnfdajkln and I guess the difference between spells and #irl experiments is that you can reasonably estimate the results of the latter but spells are more spontaneous and unpredictable and #thats why its so unreliable and dangerous- so its a matter of you cant properly convey the potential suffering to a human subject without #experience BUT if theyre willing to consent to it despite the unpredictability would that be enough? I think we're basing the assumption #that no human would consent to being experiment on but im pretty certain their would be. and another aspect is that witches who've #experimented on humans likely did so with humans who had no knowledge or understanding of magic which would automatically inhibit their #ability to consent to such a thing. but then...you gotta realize thats only a product of the principles being as they are so in a #way its the principles fault for enabling such predatory behavior too AHHH #putting this in the tag actually intrigued about a conversation about this bare in mind Im only on chapter 51 adlkjfadl WHA IS ABOUT HOW #MUCH SOCIETAL SYSTEMS CAN BE PATERNALISTIC WHICH IS SOMETHING THATS BEEN IN HEALTHCARE FOR FOREVER TOO SLHDNBLSKJFBNLKSJFSL

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egg0nface · 9 months

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On the 27th of July I went out with one of my comrades and I did some community outreach stuff. I was really excited for it because I’m always really pumped to see the material consequences of my work.. now I’m gonna be honest I didn’t really do the hard part much,, mostly I was just helping the conversation along, I think for the most part people wouldn’t be very comfortable with an awkward, strangely dressed, teenager talking to them about tenants organizing alone though. My comrade did a majority of the talking, which I honestly think was for the better because he is incredibly well spoken and very used to doing outreach work!!

Regardless of how much I spoke myself, though, I had a lot of really interesting things that I found,, I broke down more barriers in my own mind that I didn’t even know I had and that’s something that I’m almost ashamed to admit that id ever had, but am proud to say that I’ve moved passed and I’m incredibly motivated to be able to pluck out more preconceived notions that are definitely stifling my growth. I think it’s very important as a leftist and just simply a person to admit when you are wrong and to do better.

Now, let me briefly describe the situation that the people we talked to are in, a majority of these people could only live off of disability and unemployment benefits for a multitude of reasons but the main one being that, even if they wanted to or were fully capable, they cannot work. Wether for fear of losing the money and house that they need to survive or because they don’t have anyone to care for their kids, or a multitude of other reasons. Therefore, these people were stuck in “low income housing” and quite literally could not get out. See the tricky thing with unemployment is that if you’re using it to survive you’re seen as lazy but if you try to get a job you can’t survive… These people where even more devastated when they found out that their HOMES where being demolished and relocated,, a majority of these people do not have an opportunity to move and therefore would become homeless. One of the worst parts about that though is that these people never got informed from their landlord or the mayor (or his dick-riding assistant) them at their homes where facing demolition, no one reached out. Most of them found out through Facebook or other social media. It’s incredibly devastating to see because this isn’t an isolated incident AT ALL. So, we as a socialist party felt it a good time, and not to mention socially necessary, to try to help these people. We did the sort of embarrassing act of walking door to door and nocking but overall we found some really great people while we were out. Lots of people where willing to hear us out at least and most of those people where ecstatic to see someone wanting to do something about the situation!! It’s still an ongoing process and we are (hopefully) going to get some of the people and we’ll talk with them about organizing!!! I’m really excited for it because this is technically one of the first bigger efforts I’ve been able to participate in on the ground and like actually be fucking doing something which is what I’ve wanted for so long!!! :D

#leftism #socialism #communism #eat the rich #fuck landlords #landlords #tenants #kill all landlords istfg #no but also I feel there is a very serious conversation to be had about talking to non-leftist community members about leftist positions #like not only did they get to vent and be able to experience their fears in a non-judgment way with people on their side understanding their #struggle but they also got to learn something and be involved in (hopefully) changing something #and we get to further our integration into everyday life and also see more perspectives of REAL PEOPLE in the process!!! it’s one of my #favorite things about being a leftist because I have the chance to actually relate to people because I’m not a right winger who wants to use #them for my own gain I care about these peoples struggle and it’s not for my benefit and THATS a big reason why leftists in general but more #specifically Marxists have such an advantage in actual real person conversation politically because our ideology if fundamentally based in #the benefit of the people and that’s something that the existence of electoral politics in general but really any right wing party can’t do #meaningfully at least because they don’t care about what actually fucking matters

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oflgtfol · 1 year

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that thing my SM said is still irking me so badly i guess bc it echoes concerns from my friends and family and even my own insecurities and has roots in what my depression over the past few years has robbed from me and so to hear it now from my fucking michaels store manager of all people it’s like oh fuck off. Completely fuck off

#brot posts #delete soon #this is literally sending me on a downward spiral tonight i was doing so good but now since she to #told me that im like going insane #especially bc its based off something i told to him in a passing (private!) conversation when just us two closed together on wednesday #like you take something i barely mention in passing and then talk about it behind my back in such a back handed insulting way #and hitting me right in the depression-based-insecurity thats been bothering me forever now #its just so. this completely derailed my night lmfao #im glad my manager told me and she said shes texhnically not supposed to since yknow im a normal employee and shes a manager #but she was like. i consider you a friend and so im gonna tell you anyway #and she was saying how like mean spirited it was and how she and the other managers were mad he said that bc they all like me #and like thats i appreciate it but im like #its not even what he said like it wasnt hateful it was just. mean spirited and lowkey insulting #and the fact it is something ive been struggling with now for so long makes it feel like. painfully true #instead of just oh fuck him hes wrong like its hitting me right in the insecurity like i hope to god hes wrong but what if hes right #so i spent my whole last 2 hours just saying to myslef. if hes right. im killing myself for real #and its like why am i getting suicidal over what my fucking michaels store manager said like girl its MICHAELS #but its also like GOD HE GOT ME RIGHT IN THE DEPRESSION #HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT WAS MY WEAK POINT !!!#im just. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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akalimist · 1 year

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Nia: y'all are mentally ill, right? Xander: i think this takes the cake for one of the funniest sentences i have heard in a long long while

#relic of the stronghold #rots #ocs #original novel #queer characters #lgbtq #incorrect quotes #nia kimathi #xander liu #based on a real conversation #no y'all dont get it the entire discord chat lost it at this #like wow we're that obviously mentally ill huh #i think thats what happens everytime someone joins the rots gang ngl #“hey are you all mentally ill” “yeah” “great I'm in the right place”

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isaacathom · 1 year

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last session i (me, all on me) made the choice to split the party because we needed to report a death but we also had an objective to complete. so i went, okay. the guy who can speak the language needs to go talk to the guards, but in case that goes poorly, I'll go with him. The other two will head off to the next objective and try and get a book off a kid.

and it was a solid plan. we reported the death, we headed for objective 3 (as a rendezvous, yknow), encountered some difficulty, and wait.

and it was then that we all sort of realised that the second group i had created, of the doctor and the rogue, is the group with 0 impulse control who had earlier that day sent a horse skidding 20m and sent themselves flying 30m in a real cockup cascade of a horse riding accident.

anyway the rogue broke into the house and ended up nearly getting stabbed by a 10 year old

#florian waiting down the road from house 3: its been 3 hours where are they #meanwhile zeke failed to climb the back fence and fell down and got knocked prone while a 10 year old starts screaming #and kicking him #this would not have been a problem if more than one party member spoke the local language with any real fluency #(florian cant speak it at all and ended up mispronouncing something so bad he swore which was. wild)#we're gonna get back to sraeshil (hopefully with 4 books but odds are low) like hi. we are very bad at this but here you go #the first order of business when florians able to do some training is to practice some persuasion and charisma stuff #followed by learning elderspeech ASAP #because once we get further south thats the language dujure so we're gonna be in the shit #its mainly a problem for florian because his low int base means he has to work a lot harder to reach conversational #without getting nat 10s

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princessbrunette · 3 months

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i just love scolding rafe whenever he does something mean to a pouge, just making him sit on the couch and then standing in front of him with a frown on my face and scolding him

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deep down, he thought it was adorable when you got like this. all huffy and puffy, sitting him down like you had any real authority and telling him off. you really think he’s gonna take some little ass girls advice, stood there with your arms crossed over that tiny floral sundress, stomping your kitten heels at him? nah. but he’d listen anyway, ‘cos he was a good boyfriend.

“its totally outdated, rafe. you can’t be mean to someone purely based on the fact they’re from a different side of the island! they’re people!” you ramble, stood infront of him with your palms splayed stressfully by your sides.

he sits on the couch at tannyhill infront of you, relaxed into this seat, arms crossed over his chest and legs spread as wide as would be physically comfortable. “i don’t expect you to understand the dynamics—” he begins in a slow and disinterested drawl, his eyes fluttering and jaw tensing in irritation when you interrupt him to continue.

“its classist. rafe, i know the real you. you’re nice deep down. but you’re acting like a bully lately and i don’t like it! i have pogue friends, you know that— and, and i’m not ashamed of it either.” you stick your chin up, pouty and proud like a cartoon baby kitten and he rolls his eyes, licking his lips as he shakes his head. if anyones out of touch, it’s you.

“deep down? i’m nice deep down. alright, okay— so i suppose me putting endless amounts of money on your card and decking you out with whatever shoes it is you want that week is… what? mean? that makes me the bad guy?” he tilts his head, squinting at you and for a second he thinks you might back down. he doesn’t seem genuinely angry like he’s going to explode on you, just tired of the conversation and having to make his point.

“thats… not what im talking about rafe, you know i’m grateful.” you toe at the carpet, huffing out guiltily making him shrug carelessly, wanting to hurry things along.

“okay so… spit it out. c’mon.” he exhales, sinking back into the couch, gesturing for you to go on with it.

“so, from now on— you are not to pick on harmless pogues who did nothing to you. it’s unkind and it makes me upset.” you state your point, folding your arms and standing up straight. a smirk twitches at his lip.

“or, okay— hear me out here, you keep livin’ your girly little carefree life and you let me handle things the way i handle them. yeah?” he raises his eyebrows like he expected you to agree and you deflate, puffing out your bottom lip.

“rafe.” you whinge.

“baby.” he tilts his head mockingly, using the same tone as you.

“can you try? atleast?” you stress, and just wanting the conversation to end he rolls his eyes theatrically, nodding his head with his lips pressed in a thin line.

“alright, whatever. now come here, would you?” he holds his arms out to pull you onto his lap and you decide his wishy-washy promise was good enough, happily skipping over.

“yay.” you smile, victoriously and he huffs out a chuckle.

“always somethin’ with you huh? keep you fucked and fed and you still got shit to say. good thing i’m so patient, right?” he smirks, tickling your waist making you giggle. to call him patient would be an outright lie, but you were too giddy to bring that up.

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#anon #rafe cameron prompt

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lucabyte · 19 days

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obligatory ramble about postcanon loop ask

also your art is amazing

Hiiiiiiiii :D thank you :)!!

and thank you for the excuse to post the. just absolute wall of text that i truncated down to form the tags of that post. (i did,,, hit the tag limit. i forgot tumblr had one of those...) so let me just paste that and tidy it up a bit...

I am putting this under a readmore because it's a bit long. but:

This is like. The General Context for all* of my postcanon doodles? (Except AUs obviously) Like this is the base idea I've been drawing them all in. So, feel free to backread with this in mind. I've basically had this 'postcanon' timeline set in my brain since finishing the game...

My general thoughts are that I like the idea of Loop (even if through dubiously ethical means) being able to slowly reintegrate with the party as a whole new person, because they are, in fact, their own person.

It's a muddle of thematic threads im pulling on and "wouldn't it be fucked up if", but. (at its core, it's powered by the fact that like, while narratively isat's theme of 'the only person who can truly take the first step to help you is yourself'. (wrt: loop helping the party help siffrin in act 5) which i LOVE AND IS GREAT NARRATIVELY…. would be super fucked up irl to learn that your friend 'learned as a lesson' while you stood by kinda uselessly. I know i'd be upset about it. but thats mostly background here. doesn't really come up. at least not until loop has to explain who they are and the party realises they had to fall back on literally themselves again for help, but i digress,)

The real core concept is: Occam's razor. It is like, inherently, a buckwild thing to accuse a person of being somehow a clone or copy of your friend. Even if they start vaguely alluding to a backstory it's far more likely they were some other person before all that. (I still think Odile has that theory in the back pocket but she's rational enough to know it's a really long shot without a solid explanation. and i think Loop deep down knows this, and would, if cornered into confessing, turn the situation around to go J'ACCUSE and make HER explain it instead. Ever longer dodging being direct with their emotions...)

And the party are nice! And if someone has changed and wants to keep stuff secret it's kind of not their business? (Though it's hard not to speculate… see: the main joke of the doodles) And they seem important to Siffrin so they just try to accept them abrasive quirks and all. And eventually the question of their prior identity just fades away since, well, they're Loop. Their friend Loop.

but yeah. personal headcanon is that a few months/weeks after picking up and getting aquainted with Nille** (since that was presumably the IMMEDIATE TASK postgame), Loop reappears (either after a literal period of nonexistance, or just spending a few months wandering the french countryside alone being attacked by wild dogs). Since Siffrin has had a while to be therapised by the party they're doing mostly okay, but Loop showing up and still being agitated/aggressive pulls them both into a bit of a backslide behaviourally and puts the party on the back foot again.

Hooowever, I do think that due to no longer being literally stewing in the worst pressure cooker of all time together, the two do mostly actually sort themselves out with productive conversation. (Via a cycle of: genuinely distressing argument -> weeeird lovebombing -> ok we're good -> repeat, that gets less intense over time)

Thus, allowing the party to just. Integrate loop as a new person. They and Siffrin shuffle into different ecological niches (Loop taking over stuff Siffrin is now too squeamish for, etc (see: hunting, mostly)), and while it's not exactly what Loop wanted they generally get that beggars can't be choosers and it's a pretty good deal. And the rest of the party does straight up just like them as a friend, especially when Loop quits trying to actively antagonise them after a few weeks of being around them, since they just can't keep up being mean to people they like forever.

As for how I think the truth eventually drags itself out. This is where I invoke The Isabeau Torment Nexus™. So its gonna get shippy here for a bit hold on.

Which is, I think giving them time before Loop reappears long enough that Siffrin and Iseabeau actually manage to become established, Isabeau has to be the one to nudge the pair of them and go. "Hey. You know we're in Vaugarde right. I'm okay with polyamory if we all communicate." Before Loop and Siffrin actually even acknowledge that whatever the fuck they have going on kinda looks a lot like a relationship of some kind. (or have already been agonising about that via fighting and arguing, depending) (Obviously this comes after Isa "Emotionally intelligent enough to keep a lid on the jealousy" Beau has managed to use that big brain of his to Not just go Scream somewhere on the daily because oh godddd they keep talking like theyre suicide-baiting each other jesus chriiist. is it overstepping his boundaries to bring that up?? god)

This, taking a bunch of the tension out of Loop and Isabeau's relationship (Since I imagine Loop is a. being weird for the obvious reasons and b. feeling kinda guilty about 'getting in the way of' Siffrin and Iseabeau), allows them to actually get close in a normal friend way. (I think an interesting turning point could be Isabeau actually taking Loop's side in an argument vs Siffrin, which would absolutely break Loop's brain. Especially if it's an argument that matters. Like what do you mean he isn't just going to play favourites. What?)

Then Isabeau, just actually open minded and charmed by Loop (and maybe even somewhat at Siffrin's suggestion?) tries to close the final open side on the polyamory triangle here and that's the final straw for Loop on "This lie by omission is too unethical to keep up, this is just actually sick and wrong. I can't do this while he doesn't know who I am." Though. Obviously it probably goes. Very poorly with emotions high like that. And the added element of several months of deceit. Getting dark here for a second but that dagger is going MISSING and so are THEY for a hot minute.

Then yaaay everything works out in the end 👍 yippieee!! all it took was maybe a lot of harrowed recontextualisation of all the weird shit your new friend said and did when it turns out they're your old friend. It's fine.

But yeah. this is basically the context all of my postcanon doodles have existed within? And those exist to give other people something to chew on. So this does too.

I suppose TL;DR: Imagine if sloopis almost fucking happens before isabeau knows who loop is. can you fucking imagine. can you imagine having to navigate that. nightmare.

*Yes this includes the implied cannibalism comic. Uhh. Comes part and parcel with headcanoning that Loop went way off the deep end similar to A5 Sif But Maybe Worse before giving in. Add weepy half-asleep confessions to murder wherever you see fit in your mind palace. 👍👍👍

**Re: Nille footnote. I don't have anywhere to put this besides here! I have some thoughts on Loop and Nille having an odd dynamic. I don't imagine Nille to be super gung-ho on trusting a bunch of adults (even if they are majority around her age) given their implied backstory. It's probably a big shock to the system, especially since Bambouche is a good couple hundred Kilometers up north from Dormont and these guys don't seem to have trains. She would've been unfrozen and without Bonnie for some time....

Which is to say: I think she's suspicious of them. I think she may be looking for excuses to distance herself, keep Bonnie safe. SO.... A new guy showing up? And antagonising the party? What do they know that I don't...? I should find out.

And since... Loop didn't ever know Nille, they have no ammunition or real reason to be cruel. Plus, if they're trying to stay on Bonnie's good side (SINCE... if Bonnie thought Loop was cringe they may as well kill themselves. In their mind.) they SUPER have no reason to antagonise Nille.

Mostly, they might be able to open up to each other easier than they can the rest of the party?

I feel like this resolves with Loop feeling compelled to apologise for what they and Siffrin let happen to Bonnie, though... Hmm... Depends on how you interpret Nille that they'd be glad nobody else had been told about that yet, or furious it had been secret this long. I lean toward the former.

#PHEW THIS IS LONG. i wrote some extra footnotes and tidied it up a bit. but uh. here you go! my personal headcanon baseline for postcanon.#i could probably elaborate more but that would get unwieldy. like i have opinions on loop's dynamics w each party member but. LONG POST...#lucabytetalks #isat #isat spoilers #in stars and time #isat loop #isiloop #sloopis #WONT be tagging everyone thats absurd. loop centric post though with a chunk about nille at the end #isat act 6 spoilers

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vitamindropp · 21 days

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beomgyu as your (soon to be) boyfriend^^

⋆˚࿔ notes 𝜗𝜚˚⋆: this is my first time writing so these aren’t proof read or nothing ALSO I DO CURSE A LIL SO ITS THATS AN ISSUE BE WARNED!! , also if its ass please don’t tell me!!

beomgyu would definitely be that cute boy that you would always catch stealing glances at you during class

at first you thought it was funny and cute until, you started to catch feelings as well, and you started to stare even more than he was

he would see you staring in his general direction but would always assume you were looking at something in the far distance

this went on forever because both of y’all were too scared to make a first move

and as the year was coming to an end your professor decided to assign a partner-project that had to be completed over a span of 2 weeks

and of course you were partnered up with beomgyu you were mentally going insane, wondering if you should be happy because you have a chance to talk to him or scared because you have a chance to talk to him..

beomgyu was trying to act all nonchalant and at peace about the situation but mentally he was 10x more nervous than you because what do you mean he has to talk to his crush for TWO WHOLE WEEKS.

the professor recommended that partners got to know each other and sit besides each other and of course you would follow what he said so you guys sat together (duh)

you guys sat in silence. the only words you guys got out was introducing yourselves to one and another besides that y’all have been trying to seem busy on your phones to avoid talking to each other

of course being a little curious you’re going to try see what your crush is doing on his phone so you sneak a quick look and you see this man frantically swiping through the weather app and opening and closing his settings (HE JS LIKE MEEEE)

you finally mastered up the courage to speak to him and you guys eventually warmed up to each other and ended exchanging numbers to continue to “work on the project”

as soon as beomgyu got home he felt like he HAD to message you first since you were the first to speak to him, but he just couldn’t figure out what to say

he texts his gc with his friends yeonjun, soobin, taehyun, and kai (SHOCKER) and asks what he should say and they all give him completely different things which just results to an argument in the groupchat, but his momma didn’t raise a bitch so he manned up and texted “hi this is beomgyu from (random class im too lazy to think of one) what’s up?”

he dropped to his knees in the middle of the kitchen he thought ‘WHY WOULD I SAY WHATS UP’ he decided you seeing that he unsent a message was better than you seeing that horrendous message he just sent

he goes to delete it and sees you already read it.

HE LETS OUT THE MOST VILE SCREAM OF TERROR

got a noise complaint but that’s beyond the point

you decide to wait it out because you can’t just respond straight away to a message from a dude you just meet today and seem like you were just waiting for his message (you were)

little did you know that you had your read receipts on

beomgyu is just staring at his screen “why isn’t she responding…” he’s currently pacing back and forth in his bedroom wondering if its the wrong number or you just really don’t fw him

ten minutes later you decide to respond with “hihi this is ___ from (yk the drill) im not doing much what about you?”

he responds right away, fuck all his pride it’s been long gone, “im just chilling a bit sleepy tho”

if he’s saying he is sleepy then doesn’t that mean hes about to go to sleep?

being oh so kind you decided to type out “goodnight!” but thats too affectionate so you had to say “gn”

after screaming into his pillow until you responded he sees you texted back “gn” he’s never been more in despair he just cut a conversation short WITH THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE HOW COULD HE EVER RECOVER

૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა more notes because i can talk forever! ok so part 2 coming soon i think 😓. this is just based off of real events that have happened to be me..so if it seems cringy ITS BECAUSE IT WAS. anyways thank you for reading!! <33

#beomgyu #beomgyu fluff #txt fluff #txt soft thoughts #txt soft hours #beomgyu soft thoughts #beomgyu soft hours #choi beomgyu fluff

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silvervinewine · 1 month

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childe, tartaglia, ajax: a man of many names

↪ childe, noun, a young man of noble birth

childe, was the name you first knew him as. after all it was the name most used within the fatui. casual and pleasant, thats what you came to know him as. a real funny guy, could make friends anywhere, a one dimensional nice guy. yet as work conversations became private, and meetings became hangouts you came to know more of childe.

you were enjoying spending time with a harbinger, you knew he was. the 11th harbinger, a killing machine owned and controlled by the tsaritsa. yet as you store into his eyes, his coy grin and the way his freckles contorted when he laughed, you couldnt ever guess that who he was supposed to be.

~

"comrade i think we are heading the wrong way." , he grimaced looking at the run down alley in front of you.

you looked down at the map, and then at the alley ahead, "childe... based on instructions alone, i believe this is it."

and so you walked, close together weapons in hand. down a run down alley, in a gang ridden part of town.

"scared for your life are you?", you looked the other way but his tone implied a heavy grin.

you squinted your eyes trying to focus in the dark, "no? are you?"

"you know comrade, around these parts there are several snakes to be lurking around...", he paused cautiously, "their venom can kill 30 men in one minute."

you shivered, his comments were not helping with the mood.

"its dark, so it should be the prime time for snakes to search for prey," his voice sullen in tone, "and when you least expect them to... they strike at you and pierce your skin and you die terrifically!"

you felt something touching your leg and you jumped up, a meek scream coming out of your mouth. your eyes widened as you heard laughs, laughs... as you looked down in the complete darkness. but there was nothing and didn't see any snakes, but you definetly did see the boisterous face of your team member.

you were definetly going to kill him now.

↪ tartaglia, italian for stutterer, most commonly a "comedia dell'arte" character

"tartaglia, huh?" you punched him, a form of banter between you two, "how fancy of you."

he sighed a hand over his chest, "its a title, a badge of honor to my affiliation with the tsaritsa."

you could never understand him, "so much for the tsaritsa is it ?"

he furrowed his brows at you, "just because you don't understand my dedication, doesn't mean everyone does. i do it for myself foremost, for my country and for my family."

"its alright tarti, man its alright", you put a friendly hand on his shoulder.

his face changed colors and he clenched his fists while raising his voice, "hey don't you ever call me that, that is not ever okay!"

you could only smile at him.

~

tartaglia, a government name or a work alias. a more formal name, used within business transactions and deals. accompanied with the glamourous, "11th harbinger" title and being a title in its own right.

the name was dangerous, scary and frankly powerful. a name which invokes fear in the hearts of enemies, but you could never see him as such. so much for being a man of many faces, you werent going to deny his battle prowess, but you werent going to deny his good humour either.

he was a good man, a killing machine but a good man. being a family man, he talked of his siblings in a land far away. a good ally, being present in every meeting and leading with an iron fist. a good friend, a best friend, for everyone and especially for you.

↪ ajax, a strong and brave hero from greek myth

his name, his real name. only ever known to the people closest to him. few fallen friends, his family, the harbingers... that was the extent of who knew his name.

identities were a big deal within the fatui, you knew the fact and so did he. was it intentional ? the more you thought of it the more it drove you crazy. ajax, a semi common name in snezhnaya, but it meant so much more when you thought of ajax, your ajax.

did you even have a right to call him yours ? you didnt even know.

~

"you were looking for me ? ", ajax called amongst the crowd, sticking his hand out as you say him a few meters away from you.

the crowd was pushing and your time was ticking. your mission was due and your boat would leave. lateness was not rewarded within your line of work, and you were bound to be shipped off far away. far away, to a place where you wouldnt see him, you wouldnt tell him what you wanted, what you felt.

"yes! but its too late!", you were pushed and pulled and squished, but you made your way through, you had to.

"it didnt matter anyways, dont worry about it! get off me!" you bumped against someone.

"i know its late, i know everything's not the way i wanted it and i had everything planned out i promise, but-" ajax screamed out, "i love you, i-, hey back off!"

grunting and curses in a language you didnt understand was heard across a multitude as you digested, what was admitedly a surprise to you.

you felt two familiar arms grip your shoulder, as he pushed strangers out of the way. you looked at him as he did the same and you couldn't describe it but he looked beautiful.

you loved him, loved the way he smiled. tbe way he laughed when you teased him, the way his eyes lit up when he pulled a prank on you. in that moment his eyes looked like those of a man in love, his smile lines present in the soft smile he gave you. his freckles, his eyes, he looked gorgeous.

"i love you too, a..", it slipped out, slipped out when you least wanted it to. you could say so much more, but you couldn't, "lot actually."

he was right in front of you and he looked gorgeous, even more so when he put his forehead against yours and he rubbed your nose against his.

"you can send cards while youre away, i dont care. take pictures will you ?" his eyes softened and he looked you straight in the eyes.

the word spread and you could hear it, ten minutes until the last passanger could board. the crowd cleared and you could see him.

ajax, your ajax.

he raised your hand and he pressed a single kiss before looking at you warmly, "better leave you know."

you nodded quickly and he chuckled nervously, "so letters ?"

he nodded as he started walking away, "letters."

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A/N: back after a pathetic year of not writing, haha hello ! not spelling checked, not peer read or anything. written at 12 am and im rawdogging this completely.

#tartaglia x reader #ajax x reader #childe x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagine #silver notes!#genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact #childe #tartaglia #ajax #genshin #silver writes!

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dnaofhersoul · 3 months

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i love hate you more. (enemies to lovers)

requested by @sgtgarricks

ty for the request love <3 hope you enjoy :)

warning: enemies to lovers (obviously), some mean words are exchanged, crying, arguments, drinking, fighting for attention/rivalry, fluff in the end, subtle flirting

you and gaz never really got along. you were just fine with everyone else. except for him. and nothing ever happened between you too, it just.. never works out.

you only realized you didn’t particularly like him was a few months ago. you were hanging out in prices office. just you, him, price, and soap. you were all just talking about an operation you’d gone on just a week ago. you and gaz never really talked much before this. all was going well, it was sort of an uncivilized debrief. until gaz spoke up. “yeah, the mission went well i guess. y/n uh.. you could’ve done better.” he said it very rudely, it came off badly.

“well, you know. we all make mistakes.” you shrugged off, trying to steer the conversation away from that. “yeah sure. but you’re falling behind.” an awkward silence instilled. “‘scuse me?” you said. “thats not uh.. real nice y’know. i’d say i’m doing just fine.” “yeah- uh. whatever you say.” you gave him a dirty look before turning away from him.

after that moment it set you both on bad terms. and for no apparent reason, gaz just didn’t like you. and that ticked you off, so you decided to return his attitude and for months on end you two just had an undisputed rivalry. but it was never in a friendly, joking way. it felt genuine, genuine dislike. maybe even hatred.

it started to get worse a month ago. you two were on a mission, it was a squad mission but you 2 were paired together. you two were supposed to rendezvous with price and ghost at a certain coordinate with a person of interest you had to kidnap. you were unsure why price even put you with gaz, i guess it was a poor and pitiful attempt to bring you too together.

you walked along the trail, enemy in hand, and you were close, on trail to the position. you could hear the faint sound of a helicopter running, and you assumed all would be well. however, the hostage began to struggle. gaz, being generally light-hearted, gave a warning. however, you and him had different views on how to handle this situation, you brought your hand forward and smacked the hostage, knocking him forward a bit.

“you behave if you know whats better for you-“ was all you managed to get out before being interrupted by gaz. “keep your hands off him, price said we need his memory good, not fucked by a concussion since you wanna hit him.” “oh, so you just wanna let him struggle? make it easier for him to slip out your hands? you don’t know what you’re talking about.” and that was all it took to set gaz off, resulting in a loud screaming match between you and him.

by the end of it, you two had gotten so heated yoy hadn’t even realized the hostage was.. gone. you both looked at each other when the realization hit, a mixture of panic, anger, and fear. you two dispatched price, letting him know you’d ‘run into trouble’ but would be there soon. you two never ended up finding him on that mission and had to return to price empty handed, which resulted in another screaming match but in front of price and ghost which ended up with them pulling you two apart as you were in each other’s faces.

on the ride home in the chopper, price somehow reprimanded you both for the entire ride home. it was deserved definitely, just wasn’t enjoyable. when you finally reached base, he called you two to his office and yelled at you too. he called you two dumb and insubordinate, and threatened a write up which he should’ve given out. however, he said because we were both young and stupid, and still loved us regardless, he’d let us off with a warning and condition.

you and gaz had to fix whatever issue we had, or we were off this task force. you weren’t even sure if he could do that but the threat alone scared you two. you stepped out of his office along with gaz. a long silence protruded between you two before you muttered a “sorry” before walking away. after that, you and gaz didn’t argue. it was just empty and awkward. missions that you were used to felt uncomfortable and you could not focus.

it was lunch now. you normally sit with some buddies of your or eat with price and ghost but today felt so bleak. you could not manage today. it just felt wrong. you took another bite of your food before stuffing your face into your hands and sighing. you were so tired, and for what? you normally were energetic and ready but today was just so abnormal.. until you heard someones voice. “you care if i sit here?” you look up, and its none other then gaz.

you stare awkwardly for a second before nodding. you weren’t sure why you accepted, you two were still on awkward terms. you ate your lunch, the silence was louder then the lunch room. gaz spoke up. “i uh.. hows your day.” he speaks quietly, almost a whisper. “its fine.” you nod. “what about you.” “same here.” you look away and turn to him. “why are you sitting here gaz?”

he sighs and rubs his eyes. “listen. i’m sorry. for what i did on that mission a month ago even though it was kinda your fault and listen. i feel bad about it. i mean- were supposed to be friends. and i don’t know why i fucked up our friendship that one day when we were drinking with price. i just was having a bad day and got tipsy and got snappy and i’m sorry about it-“ “shh.” “..what?” you pat his shoulder. “its alright. you don’t have to apologize anymore. i get it. you’re alright man.” you put your arm around his shoulder in a sort of hug.

“we can be friends.” he nods, and scoots a little closer to you. your thighs are touching. you look at him and examine all his features, closely for the first time. gentle with precision. you see that hes.. handsome. his eyes are soft, his skin is smooth. his lips are full and he looks gentle. you suddenly snap out of your trance and turn back to your food. you feel a little embarrassed but you look at gaz who seems to be reacting the same. maybe he was in a trance like you.

“uhm.. you look nice gaz.” “you too sweetheart.”

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a/n: sorry if this is a bit short 😭 fun to write though!! ty for my first request <3

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drdemonprince · 7 months

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watching a 1992 Donna Tartt interview where she describes writing her first draft of The Secret History as setting out on a cross-country trip with only a map, not knowing what kind of unexpected detours she might run into along the way and then figuring out her way through them. She also likens getting to know her characters over the course of the writing to getting to know a good friend -- at first you think you've got them figured out, but with more time and in new situations, you learn all kinds of new shades to them.

and it strikes me. that neither cross country trips nor getting to know friends quite works out that way anymore. Today we have Google directions that can update relatively in real time to reflect not only changes in the roads and byways, but short-term construction and traffic jams as well. and while there's certainly an element of surprise to befriending somebody still, things aren't quite so much of a mystery anymore as they were before social media. today it's quite easy to make an informed guess based on a person's posting habits which movies theyd want to see with you, whether they'd like to visit an art gallery or a park or a club. and you know what's going on in their life so much of the time, or at least what they broadcast about it, so you get to develop a sense of their patter and their insecurities and what makes them spiral.

and i wonder if human beings on the whole are less comfortable with uncertainty now, and see themselves as less capable of weathering unexpected challenges -- be that a pothole or a conversation with no script -- because we haven't gotten to exercise that self-trust of embarking on the road with only a map that Donna describes.

i know that when i encounter an unexpected problem and i can solve it, it helps me feel powerful. it helps me feel that my world has expanded in some triumphant little way. now i know how to install a curtain rod. i will never not know how to do it again. now i know how to fix a biplane closet track thats bent. now i know how to donate blood and what to do before. i know how to tell a boorish dude at a bar to leave my friend and i alone because now i've done it. and the more things that i become able to do, the greater faith i have in my own ability to do things generally -- to learn, to fix, to adapt. im no luddite but i am someone who always wants to google unknowable information, such as whether a bartender will yell at me for ordering the wrong kind of drink at the wrong sort of bar. but i have that all backwards now dont i. the only way i get over that anxiety is not by getting all the information, but by getting experience moving into places where i dont have the information. driving on the roads when the maps are out of date.

#i havent read any donna tartt but her eyebrows are so good i might have to

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justedledamianfan · 5 days

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This plot is based on the aftermath of dceased but it can also be centered around different universes. Centered around the super sons. Idk I think it can be platonic and romantic depending on how you see it.

Background: Out of nowhere ghosts of dead people familiar suddenly appeared in different places. Initially, people were happy, maybe a bit sad. After all they returned back to life but there was something, a bit odd.

So the "ghosts" In these stories can be interacted touched just like a regular person. However they do act like ghost sometimes, like stopping for no reason or wandering around. And one particular thing was that they can be pretty ooc, like not how they remember these people to be. Ex like Bruce smiling and relaxing

The league later discovered that it is an ancient gem artifact that feeds on people's loss and desire to meet another person once again. And as time goes on it could be dangerous to the person because like, these ghost people arent actually real people but rather the memories of like a specific person that really wants to see them again.

This story can be centered around different people who lost their loved ones in the fight and they are the people who was effected with the gem. (Btw these artifacts are gems that are scattered throughout the ghosts and the only way to get them back is for that grieving person to let go of the ghost)

But im mainly centering around jondami and maybe alfred.

So the ghost that mostly appeared in the series is Damian's ghost. For some reason this ghost was a lot more humanlike than the others (So the more sorrow and grief the person has for the ghost the more humanlike the ghost will be). He usually appear in different places and he actually guides, teasing, talking, and playing with people then wanders around again. He appears in conversations or randomly pops in.

At first people thought it's because they all miss him because he sacrificed himself for them. But it turns out only one person can manifest the ghost. (In a way the grieving person is controlling the ghost based on how they remember him, maybe jokes that the ghost used to make in the past is being used again when they are interacting in the present).

The Damian people know was a lot more mature and does sometimes cracks up jokes but he was always on edge and serious. But this damian was a lot more relazed since his burden is pretty much lifted off his shoulders. So he was a lot more playful, gentle, kind, surprisingly domestic and nurturing but also brazen and serious when they need him too. And one feature is that he smiles a lot which they didn't see much from him when he was alive.

At first when the justice league was collecting these ghost (gems) and figured it out they thought it was alfred who was manifesting Damian along with the rest of the batfamily (Bruce, Dick, Tim, Jason mainly). But when Alfred let them go. Damian remained.

So ghost Damian was like the last one to go because they were pretty confused why he remained. They then traced their tracks and talked to Damian's various friends, family. Even spying and asking Damian why he remained. Damian did know who manifested him but he said to "give them sometime, I don't think they're ready to let me go yet". Some members disagree, because the more he stays the more dangerous it gets. Then Damian mutters, "I just want him to let go of me. Let him heal, but doing so will just hurt him even more". He slipped and they connected the dots and realized it was Jon. Damian just smiled bitterly once they found out that Jon has been manifesting Damian the entire time.

Turns out, plot twist, this was a version of damian but the sides of him that in jons sees from his eyes

So thats why he was kinder teasy and everything. The members hadn't expected it because Jon behavior was normal. During Damian's sacrifice he did went into a slump but he seemed to be okay now to them. *TT* "Is he now?" It then clicked for Superman and he realized that his boy has been hiding his wounds with a smile.

...

"You know sometimes i feel like i want to join you"

"You can't Jon"

"Yeah I can't. I still have work to do here. They need to help they can get"

...

"You're so cruel Dame... "

"I'm sorry"

"Sorry doesn't brings you back"

...

"Well you've always been cruel"

He sighed as he slowly choked back tears. Looking at the sunset in the distance.

"I have to stay here so that everything you've done will not go to waste. Rao, I don't even know where you are anymore. I can't feel your heartbeat (I lost a part of me). Will I see you in death? Will I ever see you again?"

The ghost just stood there silently, eyes glimering like kryptonian stone. Jon loved it. He could just drown in it.

"You can't answer me can you?... Cause you're not real? Cause after all we've been through, I just don't know the answer to it.", Jon looked up tears slowly falling.

"... Will I see you in another universe? Another lifetime? (This is so not fair I wanted you in this one)"

...

Damian smiled at him and Jon stopped smiling. Thats because he knows that he wanted Damian to smile at him. He knows he's not real yet he still begs for him to not go. If he had begged him to not go then. ...

Would he not leave?

...

No he would've done the same thing.

Oh Damian you're so cruel.

.....

In the end Jon lets Damian go.

And he dies once again in his eyes.

In the end although Jon is distraught he slowly remembered his memories of him and Damian. Everything good, everything bad and everything he loves. His heart is still broken with regret, sorrow over the loss, yet there is a small hope in him as he turns to his comrades that has been watching the scene, especially to his father

"I might still need time to heal. To be honest, I don't think I'll ever will."

"... But", he thinks back to Damian.

"I think it's alright, It feels like he's here with me", he brushes his hand over his heart.

Over the years he had always attacked Jon in various ways. But the weapon he was never taught how to hone, how to use, the only one he didn't understand,

Love,

was the most effective move against a being like Jon.

He chuckled at the irony and smiled bitterly.

I guess he's just my kryptonite.

Fin.

There is no happy ending in this one lol. It just makes the story more impactful (it's more on the feels lol). I could make a fic but i know i wont finish it so thats why i even made this tumblr in the first place. To dump all the ideas people might like here 😅

I tried to make the ending better but im still not satisfied. It just gets longer and longer 😭

#damian wayne #jon kent #super sons #jondami #dceased #dc comics

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