#((not dead yet))

[helloliriels]

Sometimes I think I can still here him ... 😏

You would've thought that after 100 years the sherlock fandom would finnaly be dead...yet here we are

you want MY sherlock Holmes? You can pry it out Of my cold dead hands.

[neil-gaiman]

okay sorry if this comes off weird but I thought you were dead-

like I have no idea what Good Omens is but Coraline is one of my favorite books and I love the movie too. For some reason I thought the book was written forever ago and that the author was probably dead

and now here you are, on my Tumblr dashboard, and very much alive

I am! I am!

[shay-j-scribbles]

treating myself after any minor inconvenience

[quinnmorgendorffer]

[emdeerm]

Past saves Present

Og fic ig

In some cultures, it is believed that children are able to remember bits of their past lives till the ages of 3-5.

For Danny, the opposite was true. He got his memories at exactly the second he turned 5.

And he had to promptly dodge the blade of the boy in front of him.

His brother, his mind supplied. His twin.

Danny stopped swinging his own sword, focusing on dodging and avoiding the fate of being a slashed pillow. His new/earned skills especially helped with that greatly as his head was seriously trying to re-kill him.

"I yield," he rasped as he jumped away from his brother and looked at their Mother. "My head hurts, Mother," he added pitifully.

His twin looked slightly concerned for a second, before schooling his face in a way Grandfather has been teaching them.

"Tch." But he did put away the blade before their Mother, said a word.

"Dynial, Damian, you are not to stop until you have received permission in the future."

The boys nodded. Mother took their hands and led them out of the private training ground back to their rooms.

Danny spent the rest of the day lying down, slightly feverish and miserable as his brain was processing and acclimating the new set of memories. Clockwork said it wouldn't be too bad. We'll, the clock bustard has been wrong. It fucking sucked.

His brother was hovering. Their Mother was always around, not letting anyone into their space. Ra's is being kept in the dark.

A peaceful rest was all he needed for his brain to finish sorting out new information. And Danny was stuck in a bit of a dilemma.

You see, Damian and Dynial love their Mother, strive to be the best Demon Twins, and see nothing wrong with their life so far.

Their hands are still clean.

Danny, on the other hand, has many MANY choice words for his current situation and one Clock Ghost.

You want to try reincarnation ONE time! No wonder others don't really do that.

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Their days continued like they did before he got his memory back. It wasn't hard to be Dynial when he actually was him.

The nights were filled with planning. And a personally assigned mission: get Damian to be interested in normal things.

Stars weren't much of a hit. Uncultured child.

Animals were a little intriguing.

Simple art and craft projects seemed to hit the spot.

Keeping their little meetings and activities hidden wasn't as hard as one would think. Mother still had her missions. The two of them were often left alone in their wing of the place, the supervisors being allowed only till the doors. Ra's was the Head. He didn't check in on them all the time. The two of them weren't slacking in their training either and were considered prodigies.

Danny wanted out of this Cult.

A many months after feeding different information, facts, crafts and so on to his brother, Damian was curious. He was suspicious about the sudden knowledge but he was also 5. He only had to reference the Lazarus Pit (unfiltered and dirty ectoplasm? Seriously? Clockwork, you can't expect him to work on his vocation) once to convince the child.

They snooped around and found out that they had a father out in the world.

Danny got a plan.

It was super stupid. And dangerous as hell. As well as literally (half)suicidal. But he felt it in his chest and knew he'd succeed.

His Core was here. But it was sleeping. And if he wanted to be safe and away from here, he needed to start it up again.

The big pool of Ecto would do just fine. His Core would filter out the impurities.

He didn't want to stay here until his hands no longer protected. He didn't want such life for his brother either.

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Damian infiltrated the Lazarus Room just in time to see his brother jump into the Pit.

He ran to the edge.

He was sinking.

The green was too bright. The smell around them was too much. His ears rang.

He reached towards the water, eyes unseeing and hands numb. His heartbeat was too loud.

His brother's wasn't loud enough.

"Don't touch the puddles, Dami, you'll get sick," a gentle, cold hand stopped him from diving.

The child looked up. His brother was floating above the water. He looked all wrong. But he was there.

"I didn't want you to see this part..." his brother laughed awkwardly as he landed next to him. A bright ring of light blinded Damian for a second.

And his brother was back.

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Getting used to his powers again felt nice but tedious. Soothing his twin was heartbreaking. He didn't think this through hard enough.

Their Mother was none the wiser to the fact that one of her children died and came back. Nore was she privy to the escape being planned by both.

On one moonless night, when Mother wasn't there, the shift was changing and the world was asleep; two boys phased through the walls and flew. Small bags of stuff were strapped onto them as they traveled to their father.

Mother's notes called him Bruce Wayne, Batman, Beloved and Detective.

It wasn't hard to find him when they arrived.

Though, Danny didn't expect a furless furry and a pantless child to be their new family.

Can he ever get a normal Family???

[kitsunesakii]

In another universe, They found themselves in Russia, Micheal going off about some silly fact, young and alive and cold and Gertrude sighed as they approached the door,

She holds the map out to him and he reaches for it, but instead of what happened, in another universe, she hesitates and scowls

She tells him, "I have to do something, but I'll be right back, keep watch"

And instead of sending another fated assistant to die, in another universe, Gertrude Robinson sacrifices herself

He waits for her, and sobs night through day when she doesn't return, when the door disappears, when it's obvious he should leave

In another universe Micheal mourns the woman he revered as a martyr

In another universe, Micheal is alive and kind and filled with a nervous energy as he helps around the Institute in all the ways he can

Jon rolls his eyes at his eagerness to help and Martin worries he has a thing for Jon as well, Tim and Sasha live for the 'drama'

In another universe Gerard never took the trip to America,

In another universe Keay meets the archives and Jon and Martin and Tim and Sasha and Micheal and he sticks around to help

In another universe Sasha doesn't ever get taken by the Other and Jon ends up surrounded by people who support and care for him

In another universe Micheal lives long enough to watch Jon hate Helen

[thegoldenshi-shi]

Happy Halloween everyone!

[peabodyandsitcoms]

hiya!

if you are interested in any of these shows please interact! tryna figure out how popular my fandoms are on here! x

brooklyn 99

the good place

superstore

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abbott elementary

community

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gavin and stacey

not dead yet

[kuranico]

...Happy Valentines Day?

A redraw of my very first Klance fanart!

[echomimus]

bloody creature poster girl

[smoakmonster]

nell and edward  → not dead yet 1.13, not just yet

[cynda-ppreciation]

BACK FROM THE DEAD

Does anyone follow this page anymore? Ah. Who cares!

I can’t promise I’ll be around ALL the time. But I think anyone who still follows me will be happy to know that I’ve been getting back into Pokémon a little bit after almost a decade of not being interested.

It’s small baby steps. But I decided to stream myself playing Pokémon Silver on my twitch channel (which is where I spend most of my online time these days.) and MAN, it’s just as fun as I remembered. Even a little challenging.

Maybe I’ll share a link next time I go live if people are interested. We just made it to Ecruteak City last stream!

And of course, when it came time to pick my starter. There was no other choice for me.

Even when I’m not actively invested in Pokémon, my love for this lil fire mouse/shrew/echidna/porcupine still burns as bright as ever. 😁

[neil-gaiman]

Rachel Pollack wants me to gently remind people that she is still alive, and enjoying the life she has left to her.

[michellymy]

Agent Mit

I decided to draw myself, but cool (it must be Saiki Kusuo influence). Dunno if it’s exactly cool, but it’s a “me” that does radical things from some kind of movie.

First, I thought about giving myself powers, but I don’t think I’d be someone to have a visible power, it’d be something psychological, so not fun to draw.

Second, mystical creatures. The one that kinda matches my vibe is werewolf, but it’s hard to draw and they’re not pretty (excuse me, I like to draw myself pretty).

Then I thought about fights. I’m not someone who likes to move a lot, so swords are off. I probably should have draw a sniper, but again, it’s hard to draw (❤️) and when I thought about the sniper, I already had drew the pose, so I wasn’t redoing it.

I dunno how someone lazy like me manages to be productive. (I recorded my video and it’s nice💞)

[alittlefrenchtree]