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fiyrball6063 · 5 months
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Draw ur fav character w ur fav tamagotchi. It heals
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gascansposts · 2 months
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Even more legends of Avantris bullshiticus!
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The pile is like… Gideon on the floor, while Frost Kremy and Torbek all lay as close as they can to tThe Heat Source (TM) and Hootsie and Gricko sleep a lil off to the side because they’re a feed back loop of warmth I guess?
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thedominickowo · 19 days
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my headcanon on Joris appearance without his hood
size difference …It's all size difference!
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minnesota-fats · 6 months
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Snow Bat
Ch 1
Danny, a homeless kid living on the street. Bruce, a rich kid obsessed with trying to find his parents' murderers. They both meet one rainy night at age eighteen, and from that night forward their fates are intertwined forever more.
All is as it should be.
Danny remembers the night like it had just happened—but I guess you will witness it first hand. He had situated himself on a street corner, not busy enough to have a constant set of eyes on him—but then again no one really batted an eye at a homeless kid here in Gotham. Though, Danny did not consider himself a kid anymore. Not after all he had been through, though that doesn’t matter right now. Danny was sitting on the concrete walkway, not really paying attention, just sitting in thought on what he should do next. He had gotten this far, but he still needed to figure out what to do next. He had come into town with a bag of clothes and a wallet full of money. Thought that didn't last long when in a shitty part of town, known for muggers and killers.
Danny didn't really put up much of a fight either, he was too tired to really do anything and most importantly he didn't want to use the abilities that he has. Sure, it would have made getting away easier but when did Danny ever do things the easy way? So, in the end he was down one bag of clothes and any identification and money. Though while on the run, you don't really want people to know who you are. The only purpose his ID had was just to serve as a reminder of who he was, now with it gone, Danny can really start anew. He just had to figure out what he was going to do.
Danny didn't really register the rain until he felt it stop pelting his head aggressively. He looked up and was confused to see an expensive looking umbrella positioned over his head. Danny followed the hand holding the umbrella to see a young man who was surrounded by a halo of the street lamp shining directly behind him.danny tilted his head to the side to examine the man, he had stormy gray blue eyes and slicked back black hair that started to lose shape as the rain began to wet it and his suit jacket. Danny could feel his heart skip a beat, something very noticeable when your heartbeat is as slow as his. The man looked down at him and tilted his head to mimic Danny's own head tilt.
The young man’s name is Bruce Wayne, heir to the Wayne family fortune. He had been walking around to clear his head after he had a fierce argument with his father figure Alfred. Bruce had stormed out of the vehicle and began walking away in a random direction. Bruce knew that Alfred wouldn't be too far behind, knowing how protective he was of Bruce. During his walk however Bruce had spotted what looked like a kid no older than eighteen, sure he was the same age, but Bruce hadn’t considered himself a kid for a long time despite what others around him might say. He tightened his grip on the umbrella and without much thought he walked closer to the young man. As Bruce got closer he could see the man had a busted lip and swollen downcast eyes. There were smudges of blood on his dirty hoodie and a steady stream of pink bloody water dripping from his hair. It is clear to Bruce that this young man had just been on the losing side of a fight or at least a beating.
It reminded Bruce of how he used to get into fights in primary school after- Bruce didn't want to think about that right now. Bruce walked toward the man and used his umbrella to shield the man from the rain. When the young man looked up, Bruce couldn't help but admire how bright this man's eyes were—at least the one that wasn’t swollen shut. The young man in front of Bruce had unbelievably blue eyes that almost looked purple as the light shifted when the young man tilted his head to the side in confusion, Bruce mimicked the movement.
Bruce knelt down to be at eye level with the other man, “what happened?” He asked, voice smooth and unassuming.
“Got my shit stolen,” Danny says with a shrug, his voice sounding hoarse from the disused. Danny coughed and cleared his throat, “what does it look like?”
Bruce looked him over, “you seem to have suffered several contusions that range from a not so serious looking busted lip to a concerning head wound that may or may not need stitches.”
Danny tilted his head the opposite direction, “oh,” was all he could think of saying, dumbfounded by the sudden medical analysis.
“If you would like I can take you to the hospital,” Bruce offered, “my car is just around the corner.”
Danny’s eyes widened, “no! No hospital,” he exclaimed. His back straightened up as he tried to lean forward, but the sudden movement made him feel dizzy. “I, umm…. Can't afford it….” He tries, sounding unsure.
Bruce looked harder at the young man in front of him, “money isn't an issue,” Bruce starts. But the tension in the man's form made him reconsider his approach, “But if you want I can treat you at my home,” He offered.
Danny calmed down at what the man said, “No, it's ok. I'll be fine,” he starts as he leans back down against the wall, not taking his eyes away from the man in front of him. “I don't want to impose.”
“Then do you have somewhere I can take you? I’m not leaving you here alone.” Bruce says, stubbornly.
“Really buddy, I’m good, I don’t need-” he tries but Bruce cuts him off.
“I promise you, I won't hurt you,” Bruce tried again, “If you want you can even stay the night, have a warm meal and shower. I just want to help you.”
Danny looked at this man again, really looked at him. Danny could feel that this guy really meant it, he wanted to help danny—no strings attached. Danny let out a groan before leaning forward and shaking his head in annoyance. Danny looked back up into the man's eyes, “fine,” Danny grumbles out, “only for a hot shower. But if you're a serial killer I'm gonna be real pissed off.”
The man smiled and reached out his hand for Danny to take, “don’t worry, my name is Bruce. What’s yours?”
Danny accepted Bruce's hand and groaned as he helped hoist him up, “name’s Danny,” he responds, “I think I might have a broken rib or two,” he admits, swaying a bit as he clutched his side.
“To be expected when mugged in Gotham,” Bruce said darkly. The comment made Danny snort a bit in laughter. Bruce smiled a bit as he pulled Danny closer to him so they could both share the umbrella, Bruce could see the man tensed up a bit before resting into Bruce’s side. It was like that Bruce led the injured man to the edge of the sidewalk just as a sleek black car drove up and parked in front of them. Danny seemed to tense up again at the sight of the car, looking like he was ready to bolt. Bruce made sure to keep his posture passive, hopefully to convey that they were not in any danger.
The front window rolled down to reveal the familiar face of Alfred, “I see you have made a friend, Master Bruce.” He commented as he moved to get out of the car.
“No need to get out Alfred, I got the door.” Bruce says softly and he pulls Danny along and opens the back door. He holds the umbrella up above the door to allow Danny to get in first. As Bruce guides him down to sit Danny groans again as settled in. Bruce smiled at Danny reassuringly before he closed the car door and ran to the other side to get in. Once in the car Bruce looked forward at Alfred who looked through the rear view mirror at his ward, “to home please, Alfred, I promise my friend here a warm meal and shower,” Bruce explained before looking back at Danny, “after I check his wounds,” he says directing that part to danny who just groaned in annoyance before looking out the window.
Alfred smiled softly at the display of fragile trust, proud of his ward’s stubbornness when it comes to others safety.
Hopefully, this will be good for both young men, the old butler thought as he took note of the state the new man was in.
If only he knew how significant this meeting actually was.
Only time will tell.
Remaining chapters on ao3:
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kraviolis · 1 year
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kkolg · 2 months
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very important poll time guys
R owned by @jamieenthusiast
B owned by me 🤭😝
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realboutfatalfury · 1 year
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Tried my best to hear it, trying to believe in
You and me having one final goodbye, I'll see you waving
Trying to believe it, I think I believe it
That one day we'll meet again
and continue this dreamland In the gleaming dawn
we'll wake up once again
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Who’s to say you can’t love both your wife and your best friend?
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milos-lil-corner · 24 days
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the most mushy and romantic thoughts running through my head about ej and liu. yall are spared from the absolute mush that is being churned in my brain right now.
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quilfish-swan · 1 year
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when you are all dying in different ways for different reasons and you are all trying to save each other and two of you are married and the other is your family doctor. is this anything
[image ID: a digital drawing of baizhu from genshin impact in between two npcs, jialiang and jiangli. jialiang is hugging baizhu from behind and looking up at jiangli. jiangli is tipping baizhu's chin towards her and leaning into him. the background is tan and baizhu's green hair is the only other color. /end ID]
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stickidystickblog · 1 year
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Coming Summer 2035!
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pixelatedraindrops · 8 months
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KokoWendy Alternate-Canon Scenario
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A little dialogue-style skit event I made based on this edit I did days ago. This would happen after the two of them part ways with Halara in Chapter 4 before going off on their own.
Yuma gets tired while walking the city with Kurumi and collapses from exhaustion, resulting in a fever. Causing Kurumi to take him back to a safe place and look after him 🌡️💕
Skit Below (Minor spoilers for Chapters 3 and 4)
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The detective and informant go around Kamasaki gathering info. Kurumi talking to Yuma about the hidden lab, Yuma is dazed and not listening.
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Yuma collapses
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Kurumi leans down and puts her hand to his forehead
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Kurumi Stands Back Up
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Halara suddenly appears from elsewhere in front of them both
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The three safely return to the agency's submarine. Halara leaves the two to go back to looking for the abandoned village.
Yuma is out of his raincoat, wrapped in a blanket sitting on the checkered sofa. He wakes up to find Kurumi sitting right beside him. The two of them are alone.
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These two are so cute! God I love them so much.
Kokowendy my beloved💕 They deserve the world.
Shinigami's not present here because she got mad and disappeared... x'D She would LMAO. (besides Yuma needs some peace and quiet)
And Yakou reluctantly leaves to go get medicine. Telling Kurumi to stay and watch over him. (he knows deep down he likes her >w<)
I love putting my ideas into the canon order of the game in between events. This of course is a different route from what happened in my sickfic. This one's purpose is just to fangirl over my ship 🥰💊
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clonehigh-takes · 8 months
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Confucius x Abe and Topher x JFK are underrated send tweet
double date things
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vampthropologist · 4 months
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New selfship! I call them HarV (Harvey/Harv/V) - ref img
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jinkx-monswoon · 3 months
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meow. surprise cdr rarepair cat cafe au (love u @pathetiic-fallacy)
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When Venus enters the cat café just after opening one morning, more than half of its feline population comes crawling out of the woodwork to greet her.
“Well, if it isn't the crowd favorite! You’re here early,” says a girl behind the bar. “What can I get you? The usual?”
“Yes, but can you give it a few minutes before you start? I want extra snuggle time with the kitties,” Venus says, already having been dragged down to the carpet by the kitties in question.
“No problem,” says Vivian, the barista. “First batch of customers doesn't start pouring in for, like, usually another half-hour.”
As the water boils in the pot, Venus is sprawled out on the floor, with a kitten resting on her stomach as another kneads at her hair. Vivian peers at her over the counter from above, giggling.
“They’re nicer to you than anyone else, y’know,” she says.
“Why's that?”
“Maybe it’s your, uh…” Vivian winks, curling her fingers up like a cat’s claw. “Your raw animal magnetism?”
If Venus had her coffee already, she would’ve spit it out.
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“Thanks,” says Venus, receiving her piping-hot Americano and dropping a $5 bill in the tip jar.
“Same time tomorrow?” asks Vivian.
“You bet.”
Venus kneels down to give a few goodbye pets to a particularly clingy kitten, setting her cup on the floor. When she picks it up again, she notices something scribbled on the side:
A number…?
She looks back up at Vivian, who waves with a smile.
“Call me.”
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x-authorship-x · 5 months
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red istari but it's sam/shisui cos shisui takes one look at this Stout Man Who Cooks after living off lightly toasted lizard for a decade and is like 'anyone husbanding him?' and just doesnt wait for an answer
Sam: *awestruck over the gorgeous glowing man who actually talks in straight sentences, roasts Gandalf, and is extremely respectful of Sam's Mr Frodo* so uh how about some potato stew, Mr Wizard? *Gestures to a peaceful patch of grass* we could sit for a bit in the shade of that lovely big oak tree?
Shisui, still a true Konohan tree-hugger in his soul, who has been treated like a demon for decades and is also incredibly moved by Sam's loyalty to Frodo: :') summer
Sam: um?
Shisui: for the wedding :'')
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