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#‘running away from the truth’
radio-charlie · 2 years
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You’re so clueless
first ask urself how much u understand about me
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ghost-bxrd · 7 months
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Prompt:
Both Jason and Damian think the other has died during their time with the League.
Jason, in his grief, goes back to his plans of making Batman pay and beating his replacement into the ground.
Damian goes back to his assassin training like a madman, vowing to find the person who took Jason away from him.
It all gets a little complicated when he finds out Jason may not actually be dead at all.
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smolsawyer · 1 month
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Mafin (Marta & Fina - Sueños de Libertad) - 8/?
-The problem is that your heart is already taken, right? -My husband, remember? -Are you sure? ... Fina. -You're crazy. -It's more than obvious, seeing how you look at her, how you treat her. She attracts you like a magnet, or am I wrong? -I don't want to continue with this conversation. -If I know something it's how the world works. I've seen it before many times Marta. You're so hard on that girl because you think you can cover up your true feelings for her. -I don't... -Don't worry, I'm not going to say anything to anyone. If I have learned anything over the years, it's that preferences are personal and no one should judge them.
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bitterseaproduction · 4 months
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Angsty Bilbo dying Bagginshield art giving me another story idea~ 😂😭💕
But no, seriously? A play on the popular time travel fix-it, but one where Bilbo dies protecting Thorin during the Battle of Five Armies? And Thorin is inconsolable, I can’t even. And he might pull himself together long enough to stabilize Erebor, but there is No Way he can be a good ruler in his grief, so he has to pass it on. (I was going to say to Dain just to twist that knife a little harder, but actually there are reasons hinted below on why Fíli & Kíli must have lived.) And Thorin just… he wanders, probably. A shell of himself for the rest of his days.
And yet, when he inevitably passes away, he awakens on the road to the Shire. And he’s younger. And he’s so confused, quickly suspecting he must be dead and this is nothing like what he was taught to expect. But then his instant impulse to check Bag End has him walking in on that same meeting from so many years ago, his Company intact, the wizard smiling at him, introducing him to… to…
Bilbo. His Bilbo. The sight of him makes Thorin want to weep and hold him and never let go again, but he is instantly terrified to do anything, because is this a dream? Will he wake? What happens if he says something new, will ‘this’ be ruined somehow? He doesn’t want that, doesn’t want to change anything, save for the end. The very end.
But, even as he strives to mimic himself, he knows something is wrong. He’s off-script from the start purely due to his shock, but he tries to recover, get back on track, and within words, he’s managed it. The discussion is righting itself, and no one there could possibly know the difference, right?
And yet, Bilbo stares at him. From the instant Thorin walked in, Bilbo was staring, looking lost. As he had before, that first time, but it wasn’t the same. Bilbo had been confused then as well, but it had been a light, anxious uncertainty then. This time? He was frowning, his expression tense.
His eyes haunted.
Because Bilbo has also lived that night before. Just once as far as that night was concerned, but it was familiar to him. So familiar. That first night had haunted him for decades, to the very end of his long, long life, when he thought he might know rest, and perhaps — if he was truly as lucky as some once claimed — he might get to see his friends again. See Thorin again.
Instead he had slept, drifted away, and awoken to a battle about to start.
And he had questioned it, had stumbled that first time, but he adjusted. He tried to save Thorin. To save them all.
And he failed. Again.
Then, when he finally slept for the first time afterwards, he awoke to the battle starting again.
And again.
And he tried, over and over, day after the same horrid day to find a way to get through. And sometimes Thorin lived. Sometimes the princes did. Sometimes, new people died. The wrong people.
Once, in his darkest moments, he thought that perhaps someone was trying to teach him humility, teach him to accept fate as it was and not try to fight it, not change anything. And so he went through the motions as well as he could remember them after all those years, following them to the letter, save for when he sobbed all the harder when it was done.
He sobbed again, the relief bone-deep, when he awoke again the next day, the battle still awaiting him.
He lost count of his attempts, and no one could rightly vouch for his state of mind when he finally resorted to the one thing he had refused to try: Not since that fourth (or fifth?) time, when he managed to be there for the fight and threw himself in Azog’s way, but Thorin pulled him out of the way, and screamed at him with such outrage and fear and despair in the few beats he bought by pushing Azog over, that Bilbo never attempted it again.
Until that final day. And that time, Bilbo didn’t give Thorin a chance to stop him.
And it broke a heart Bilbo thought long since shattered to hear Thorin scream, to feel him pick him up and hold him close and hear his voice like that. But the words faded soon enough, and he couldn’t feel anything, nothing except for regret and acceptance, because this was different. He felt it. This time, he would not awaken again, and that was fine. He had saved his king, kept all of his dwarves safe that last time. If that was to be the last, then that was all he could ask for. It was alright. He could sleep.
Then he woke up.
Not outside Erebor, but inside a hole. His hole. Bag End.
He walked outside, stood in the sun, and watched a wizard walk up the road to his door.
He did not understand.
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aengelren · 10 months
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A person who saught freedom beyond what reality could abide (honestly same)
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liquidstar · 11 days
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there should seriously be a sequel to bill's reddit AMA now that the book came out. now that we know about the divorce and everything. im dead serious i have questions for that little freak
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jack-kellys · 4 months
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also while i’m still mid newsies watch:
i don’t think we caught correctly that right before wwh reprise, the medda scene where she gives jack all that cash…. bro was gonna dip before davey & kath (unbeknownst to them) changed his mind???? he was going to catch a train after painting that santa fe backdrop for real. why else would she give him cash at that point in the show. like the delanceys weren’t even spreading a “story” abt taking it on the lamb first sight of the cops- guy was literally going to do that????
did everyone else understand this but me am i silly for this. cause i feel like that’s fucking huge
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nikikikiko · 5 months
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ok we did some cooking here
AFK Arena - Forbidden Family Odyssey AU !
Premise:
The Invasion upon Gavus and Eugene's family home proved... semi-successful. Eugene had been captured, and Liberta was acquired quickly by the Goddess, Morgana, but Gavus managed to escape with Lucilla. 10 years later, imprisoned, Eugene catches wind of a suspicious lack of guards. Using his wits, and some of his power, Eugene broke out and began his run for home.
Unluckily... He runs right into a Commander Dawn and the kid's Adventurer companion, and that's only the START of his bad luck on this journey. Let's hope that this journey home doesn't take a ridiculously long time! (It does.) (Horrendously so.)
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So !!! AU time !!!
Eugene (and somewhat Liberta) - Odysseus's role
Gavus - Penelope
Lucilla - Telemachus
The idea is that Eugene and Liberta were both taken when Conrad and Morgana made an... oh-so "civil" visit to the family home. Liberta, who has no memories unsealed because he never fought Lucilla, is taking the company of soldiers back home with the Adventurer he befriended when they run into Eugene. After a brief fight, Liberta and the Adventurer put 2 and 2 together and realize this is the same Eugene from the diary, and they propose to help him get home (much to the issue of .... literally every soldier there but that comes up later<3)
Essentially, this AU will focus on four-ish storylines... sort of?:
Eugene's story on getting home, his journey back to his family and all the perils it will have.
Liberta's story on finding out who he is, because Lucilla never fought Liberta, undoing the seal is taking a long ass time. He will be named "Commander Dawn" until a certain point in this AU
Gavus's story on protecting Lucilla, since the Hypogeans didn't really stop after they didn't get their Weapon.
Lucilla's story on finding out where her brother and father are, since she wants to see her papa happy again, and he's always looking mournfully at a red diary.
Will I make a fanfic ??? Possibly !!! It's sitting in my mind a lot and I have a bit of the story figured out, but I also might just leave this as a Tumblr-only AU where I just occasionally post content for it instead depending on where my whims take me.
Now, there is a whole lot more planned out for this AU [just not... indetail bUT I HAVE BARE BONES] so if you have any questions, I am more than happy to answer!
take this concept eugene art as compensation for ur time
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thank you!
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iniziare · 1 month
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Tag drop: Jingliu
#tag drop#jingliu. [ and so i wield my blade to the very end. until the “stars” have been cut down from the sky. this oath: i will never forsake. ]#jingliu: ic. [ trapped in childhood nightmares; she tore off a spread of black silk from the edge of her skirt and covered her eyes. ]#jingliu: inquiries. [ ice waves as sharp as knives spreading like transient flowers in the air. freezing all and everyone they contact. ]#jingliu: countenance. [ when you live to be a thousand years. each day is carrying the weight of a mountain through an interminable maze. ]#jingliu: introspection. [ why do you wield a sword? / this is like asking a poet why they wrote poems. this is the only way for me. ]#jingliu: meta. [ this sword in my hand... naught but a needle compared with the heavenly bodies. how can i use it to cut open a star? ]#jingliu: little notes. [ this is the first time she understands “wanting to live”. before now; she was simply someone ready to die. ]#jingliu: wishes. [ unsheathing this sword without merit is to blaspheme the divine will of the reignbow arbiter; and invite calamity. ]#jingliu: etc. [ to the xianzhou; i am but an abandoned pawn: a wandering swordmaster. ]#jingliu: the sword. [ if a day comes that the quivers run empty; and starskiffs crash who will protect you and i then; or the xianzhou? ]#jingliu: florephemeral sword. [ a sword: 3 feet; 7 inches in length. weighing nothing. and it glowed as if a sliver of moonlight. ]#jingliu: shattered sword. [ a sword: 5 feet in length. weighing 3000 catties. unyielding: mirroring the defiance; hubris of its creator. ]#jingliu: cangchang. [ when devoured; we had to face the truth that our lives were but a grain of sand in the river of time. ]#jingliu: hcq. [ their faces still linger before my eyes like a bygone dream. yet dream will eventually fade. like clouds from the sky. ]#jingliu: memories. [ given the choice between staring at the abyss with a troubled mind and marching blindly: i choose the latter. ]#jingliu: jing yuan. [ in an endless night; there is nothing closer than the bright moon. always hanging in the sky. ]#jingliu: imbibitor lunae. [ even after your rebirth. your techniques haven't changed. / when i move it's like… / … like you never forgot. ]#jingliu: baiheng. [ the things that we said and did together have all been shrouded in a layer of mist. a mist i cannot see through. ]#jingliu: yingxing. [ some are born with unparalleled foresight; intelligence; but make the ill-advised choices at destiny's crossroads. ]#jingliu: blade. [ that broken sword... you don't want to let go of the past. do you; blade? ]#jingliu: yanqing. [ that move was a token of my appreciation; young man. we were fated to meet this day and in days to come. ]#jingliu: v. youth. [ you can use this to vanquish those that took everything from us. ]#jingliu: v. sword champion. [ she knows it all. swords are a part of her body: the intake and release of her breath as she walks. ]#jingliu: v. traitor. [ and i will suffer my eternal punishment. that is the only way to keep the memory of the pain from fading away. ]
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ccaptain · 3 months
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In all verses, in all relationships, unless the other is immortal, H:SR Kaeya will outlive his lover. He will watch the person he's in love with die and will know what grief, an emotion he was always curious about, feels like on his own skin.
But in return for the pain? They will have died loved. Loved tenderly, loved affectionately and with all Kaeya could know how to give them, with the devotion of being kept as a warm memory in his heart and mind and remembered fondly no matter how many other experiences he goes through, how many places he visits, how many people he meets and how much time it passes.
His deceased lover's habits, little quirks, routine- anything down to the details in how they moved their hands, how they acted when excited, the sparkle in their eyes, how much sugar did they had their coffee with and in which direction they stirred it in, their favorite dish or pastry and from where and how they started eating it, the length of their lashes gaining a golden glow in the sunlight coming from the window as they laid next to him, asleep and safe, the little imperfections on their skin, their scars, how much pressure they applied to Kaeya's lips while kissing him. All of these things and more, he will remember.
Kaeya never forgets anyone he came in contact to- much less someone he loved.
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extremely invested in the experiences of customer service mikoto kayano that ive made up in my brain
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quietwingsinthesky · 1 year
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See, the thing about the Amy episode that makes Dean’s actions so reprehensible is not only the part where he doesn’t trust Sam and goes behind his back to kill Amy or even the hypocrisy of Dean ‘you can’t change what you are so you’re going to kill someone eventually’ Winchester sparing the kid right after stabbing his mom, it’s that Amy is very explicitly supposed to be a Sam parallel. There is no other way about it, from the they’re both freaks part of it to Dean dropping the line about ‘the other shoe’ right before he kills her, she is Sam, how Dean reacts to her is supposed to give us insight into how he feels about Sam. And Dean. kills her.
The not very subtle subtext being that Dean is ready to off Sam if he goes too far off the deep end? He’s aggressive and mistrustful of Sam at every turn in the episode, lays the feet of it all at Sam’s hallucinations maybe leading him astray, but end of the day, Sam’s crimes here are A) was tortured in Hell and B) is traumatized by that in a way that makes Dean’s life more difficult.
And it is hard to watch. To spend this whole episode with Sam being completely functional on his own, making a rational decision based on past experience and on all the information about Amy he has available, and for the episode to end with, ‘but yeah, if dean thinks sam goes too far, he’s probably gonna kill him. because sam can’t change or be fixed, so it’s for the good of everyone that he be put down.’
#and then of course there’s the issue of the subtext setting something up that gets no resolution like. there is no point where dean is ever#really going to be able to kill Sam. no matter how bad his hallucinations get. not even a mercy kill crosses his mind later that season#which means that the Amy episode gets rewritten later from ‘explicit Sam parallel’ to ‘well we can use this for Brother Drama™️’#god. god. and really what gets me about the Amy episode in general. like Thee Horrifying Part to me.#most of their hunts are very life or death. that’s how we get around the morality of it. either they kill the monster or it kills them.#Amy’s. not that. Dean tracks her down while she’s running and kills her while she’s asking him not to.#like if she had attacked him the scene would be totally different. but she doesn’t. she doesn’t even fight back. and he kills her.#like she has a kid and Dean is an unfriendly hunter in her motel room. it wouldn’t be out of the question for her to try to kill him#to protect herself and her kid. but she doesn’t. she doesn’t. I don’t know what you can take away from that except that she was telling#sam the truth about not wanting to be a murderer. if she won’t even try to kill Dean to protect herself.#there is no way to look at this episode that makes Dean come out looking good unless you’re willing to claim everything Amy said was a lie#AND that Dean would be right to kill Sam for *checks notes* Being Visibly Mentally Ill#fucked up. why’d they do this.#spn#dean winchester#sam winchester#amy pond#like to be clear if you’ve got a different view on this that’s. not the above thing I just said. please tell me.#because from where I’m standing Dean doesn’t come out of this clean in any way
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askthechronoverse · 6 months
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Just dumping my new tags!
#⌈i'll still keep the party going⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the princess⌋#⌈tied to so many things⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the advisor⌋#⌈a kid with a butterfly in my paw⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the prince⌋#⌈the love of a hero⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the bodyguard⌋#⌈questions of science and progress⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the scientist⌋#⌈oh! the misery!⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the frown prince⌋#⌈not a game but an adult thing⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the roommate⌋#⌈swingin' to my own sound⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the wildcard⌋#⌈break it down!⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the warrior⌋#⌈you may say i'm a dreamer⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the special⌋#⌈know when to walk away and when to run⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the lawman⌋#⌈think with my heart not with my head⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the truthseeker⌋#⌈here to fight despite the odds⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the protege⌋#⌈younger than you realize⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the peacekeeper⌋#⌈... but why am I here?⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the adventurer⌋#⌈on the border of starting over⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the hunter⌋#⌈where I want to be⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈the royal⌋#⌈sing with us⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈music⌋#⌈think before you speak⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈canon quote⌋#⌈did i hear you right?⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈incorrect quote⌋#⌈the truths in my head⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈headcanon⌋#⌈tell us all your thoughts on god⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈answered ask ⌋#⌈all dots and lines ⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈art⌋#⌈the newspaper isn't antiquated⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈writings⌋#⌈pictures tell a story⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈comics⌋#⌈touring the world around us⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈lore⌋#⌈hear the words of those upstairs ⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈admin post⌋#⌈a word from... myself⌋ ⋆❈⋆ ⌈self promo⌋
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Rikki cutscene?
phhhhhh my godd covering my mouth and giggling and kicking my legs and rolling around in bed and. rikki . she is everything to me. she’s like if a girl was sooo fail and had everything wrong ever. imagine masking your entire life and pretending that everything is okay. pretending you enjoy the golden child #lifestyle and that you’re actually really respectful and polite and considerate. But actually u are so full of anger. so full of rage and violence. but it’s ok really <3 you’ve been suppressing your emotions for decades and shelving away every problem ever but it’s fineeeeeee believe me it’s fine. it’s all good. yiu’re not even mad. it’s not avoidant and conflict averse behavior it’s just literally fine. also it’s less hassle if there’s no problems and everything’s gucci and no one’s mad (you are mad though. but like dont worry about it). it’s much less hassle to pretend like nothing has ever bothered you at all and to just nod along. you just don’t want trouble. you don’t want to get into trouble. you’re not honest, you might even push someone else under the bus if it helps you stay afloat. you’re only caring and considerate when it benefits you, you don’t actually know any of these people, you don’t actually respect any of them. it’s just easier to pretend like you do. and all you ever wanted was an escape, and you got it, and was it worth it? of course it was, you were doing the right thing, you were following your dreams and saving both him and you. he just didn’t understand—he’s your little brother, of course he didn’t understand. he never even cared, did he? or, wait, you shouldnt badmouth the dead—except of course he’s not dead, everything is fine, he’s just been missing for what, 7 years? but it’s fine. if you acknowledge something bad might have happened to him all those two decades of repressed feelings might just drown you for good. he’s fine. and then it turns out he really is fine. he’s just alive, and—oh. he hates you. he thinks you didn’t care. he thinks you abandoned him (he thinks you hated him). but what else were you supposed to do? you were just trying to save you both, to do the right thing. you wanted a better life. it’s not your fault that you lied, you were just trying to avoid pointless conflict—it’s less hassle that way. but of course he still got mad, because he’s him, and he only ever thinks about himself. and now he thinks you didn’t care. ridiculous. maybe he didn’t care when he tried to talk you out of following your dreams. maybe he didn’t care when he didn’t even leave a note, any sort of explanation. maybe he didn’t care when he said you didn’t care! because that’s so stupid, of course you cared, all you ever cared about was him. see, you did the right thing. you simply knew better. he doesn’t understand. nobody does (nobody ever understood how hard it’s been being the perfect one). but it’s okay. everything’s fine. you guys aren’t even fighting. you’re not even mad! everything’s good. it’s all okay. sure, your brother takes any chance he gets to antagonize you and act like the only victim on planet earth, but really, it’s all good. because you’re so polite. and you’re so respectful, and so considerate, so calm, so rational, so obedient, so perfect. nothing could ever get under your skin (except everything). nothing could ever make you mad (except everyone). and surely nothing could ever make you blow up, make the dam inside you finally burst, make all your anger and grief and every bad emotion under the sun known.
(…except him.)
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sweetmiremoonie · 10 months
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😕 Not gonna lie. I feel like a dumb for identifying as an "HSP (highly sensitive person)" for a couple of years before discovering I was autistic
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skrs-cats · 1 year
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I feel like not enough people talk about Lionpaw being Ashfur's apprentice possibly affecting his relationship with Heatherpaw Like Lionpaw went from bffs with her to fantasizing abt murdering her when they stopped meeting up immediately iirc.. Ashfur probably put some messed up stuff in his head or something right?? I dont know ive just been thinking about his apprenticeship alot and I feel like Ashfur treating him badly should've been more relevant??
YEAHHHHHHHH people have mentioned that before. I've been thinking about these two as mentor and apprentice too. The recent art I posted has its own place in my brain and everything, but I forgot to factor in heather! I def wanna include that now too
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