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[thevoidstaredback]

Danny couldn't tell you what he expected, but it most definitely wasn't this.

Time and Space were weird in the Infinite Realms, both bending to the will of their masters and no one all at once. They didn't follow a line or a path. Time and Space did as they wanted. Fitting, considering who their masters are.

The first time Danny was ten years old, his Grandfather killed him. He remembers that, in an effort to save him, his mother submerged his body in the Lazarus Pits he and his brother had been warned about ever going near.

As it was explained to him, the Infinite Realms has a base level of sentience at the very least. She allows herself to peak into the worlds She cradles to keep an eye on them. She found Danny when his mother had lowered him into the water and She claimed him as Her own. She bent Time to Her will, making Danny a toddler again, before bending Space to drop him in the world that would most allow him to grow. She promised that She would come back for him when the time was right.

The first time Danny was fourteen, after the second time he had been ten, he died. The parents he had learned to accept as his own tried to open an unnatural gateway into the Infinite Realms. He was the one to turn it on. The electricity of the mortal world killed him, but the energy from the Infinite Realms revived him.

He remembers the whispers barely heard under his own screams. Whispers and imprints of "I'm sorry" and "I do not mean to hurt you" and "You will only grow stronger" and "Welcome back, my champion".

Danny can count on one hand the number of times he's felt safe between the first time he was six and the first time his was fourteen. He can tell you the names of exactly two places he has never felt the need to hide from.

The day Danny turned fifteen for the first time, he told his parents what happened to him. He knew, instinctually, that they would not understand, that they are researchers before they are parents. But he held onto the hope that had been trained out of him when he was first four years old. He had hoped that they would go against all odds and accept and help him.

He shut down the portal the very next day. He destroyed it and all of his parents' lives work. He would not stand by and let them hurt his people when he could not be there to interfere. He escaped back into the embrace of the Infinite Realms through Vlad's portal, giving him the Order to destroy it. The only way for the citizens of the Realms to enter the mortal worlds was to use natural portals, as unstable and unpredictable as they are. He would not risk them again.

He finds himself wandering listlessly, letting the Realms take him where She wants him to go. Sometimes She takes him to places that are completely empty, places where he can mourn what he lost without anyone finding him. Sometimes She takes him to his mentors and friends. Sometimes She takes him where he needs to be.

Danny finds the boy just as the natural portal closes behind him, the sickly green and black oozing like a festering wound.

The boy looks similar to Danny. His hair is spiked, his clothing dulled shades of a hero's costume under a black cloak, a mask covering his eyes, his body being more filled out to match his age. But Danny, on every level of understanding that he is and ever will be capable of, knows that this is his brother.

"Damian?" he whispers. The Realms push him forward. "Damian!"

Danny cradles the body of his brother, slowly sinking to the ground the Realms produce for him to land on. He carefully peels the mask from his face and lays it beside the katana on the ground.

As expected of anyone who finds their way into the Infinite Realms without proper protections, Damian has no pulse. He is not breathing. He is cold. The wound under his sternum is not bleeding.

Danny brushed his thumbs under Damian's eyes, his hands on his cheeks. "What did they do to you, ahki?"

Despite having no mortal ability to do so, Damian's eyes opened. He started ahead, blinking when his green eyes met Danny's. "Danyal?"

Tears fell from his eyes as he nodded. "Hi, Damian. You're here early."

Tears fell from Damian's eyes as well. He knew where he was. There was only one explanation. He couldn't feel himself breathing, nor could he hear his heart beat or his blood flow. There was no pain from where his mother had run him through.

"She killed me!" Damian cried into his brother's shoulder.

Danny held him tighter. "I'm so sorry," No one should ever have to go like that.

"Father couldn't save me."

"It's okay."

"Dick and Tim and Jason and Cass-!"

"Shh, ahki. You will see them again. I'll make sure of it."

The brothers held each other as they cried. The Realms wrapped Herself around the boys, comforting them as she could. Her champion and his brother, both children She had claimed and would protect.

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@anarinette

[alserm]

I don’t know yet who this is, and whether I will develop it, but I’ve had a sketch of this situation lying around for a long time and I’m glad to visualize it ╮⁠(⁠＾⁠▽⁠＾⁠)⁠╭

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[bopernstien]

decided to draw something from my teen years to feel a lil better about today

[biggirldreaming]

Your favorite sin

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[a-manzana]

bom dia :)

[legolastaint]

qq for human reader x thranduil enjoyers. How does adopting legolas go? How do you imagine walking up to this giant man who is thousands of years older than you and go "i'm your new mommy, sweetie"

[headcanonthings]

[the-blossica-fan]

One deep rooted idea I have is the fact that Mesmer, in her Monologue, hates being touched

So I thought. Wouldn't it be something if she asked Vertin to hold her hands throughout it all, no matter how much she shook

She wants to love. But before she can truly love, she needs to trust.

Vertin is a foolish Martyr. And yet, one that Mesmer cares for

Laugh, cry, scream; those are what she was taught not to do.

But Vertin was always both a rule breaker, and a bad influence...

I'll flesh out on this one more than the others so you can go to sleep thinking about them.

Vertin has always been the kind to touch people to show she cares, since she's not as expressive as other people, she shows it through physical intimacy.

It helps those that are in need of touch to feel something, she's really considerate of their feelings after all.

Mesmer Jr is someone who does want touch but not from anyone, you know what I mean? Touch adverse, but still starved.

I haven't played her voice lines (I will after this) but I can see how she'd warm up to Vertin's touch after a while.

It'd be a harsh route for Mesmer Jr to accept touch without feeling weird (/neg) about it, but there will be a moment where she actually asks Vertin to hold her hand.

It will not be explicit, she will not say it out loud, but she will hold onto Vertin's sleeve, slowly waiting for Vertin to hold her hand, to interlace their fingers. And she won't say anything during nor after, she's completely silent, but Vertin knows why.

And it's the first step. Soon enough, they're holding hands all the time. Mesmer holds onto Vertin's hand for lifetime, as if it's the only thing bringing her some warmth (and maybe it is), as if it is the only thing she needs.

Then she asks for a hug, verbally. She wants to be held, for she has never had comfort before, and she doesn't want it from anyone.

It's a common occurrence when they're alone. Vertin hugs Mesmer Jr, she lets her know she's always there for Mesmer Jr even if she's not the best at expressions. And Mesmer knows, those moments are the best for her. To heal her old wounds and cure her damaged mind, to recharge her battery after a whole day of exhaustion.

Vertin is a bad influence for Mesmer, always have been, Mesmer knows. She's always getting into trouble, and Mesmer can't always take that. It's been rooted into her mind that she hates arcanists.

As I said before, it's a hard route for Mesmer, and she's willing to try. Willing to give her all to Vertin, willing to believe Vertin would never break her trust because she's been by her side for so long.

Even with the troubles they've been through, Mesmer tries to put those aside. Because she wants someone to touch, someone to hold her, someone to embrace and someone she can rely on.

If that's Vertin who her heart chooses, she will put her trust in her, because she knows Vertin would never let her down.

[s-lycopersicum]

Not really an explanation, but:

The image is a regular square grid, in alternate shades of blue. There are also small stars over every other corner of this grid, alternated in black and white.

For a section of the grid, however, the color pattern for both the grid and the stars is inverted. This provides the illusions of a square section in the middle that moves differently from the background, and that the lines of the grid are not parallel.

[respectthepetty]

Trying to be productive member of society when this scene is living rent free in my head is the most difficult task I've ever tried to accomplish.

"Do you like it?"

Do I like it?! Sir, I'm already worshiping it. I'm currently kneeling at the altar of it. And by it, I mean you!

Pat is God's strongest solider because I would have jumped Jeng in that department store in front of the kid's bunk beds and that pink couch. Only mall security could've stopped me because I would've risked everything in the moment.

This man is an entire meal.

Bless.

[kairjb]

Una fotito improvisada. ¿Te gusta?

[writing-with-gremworm]

The Bell's Chorus, and Yuu

In a world where everything was engulfed in the very things I despise, I suffered an unbearable agony. When it reached an unfathomable screeching cacophony of sound, you appeared and held me near. But you said something truly terrible.

“Rollo! I won’t tell anyone, I promise, but you can’t go through with your plan. It won’t work.” You were right of course, and you kept your promise. I admired that about you. I became enraptured by your grace and needed more of you.

It felt wrong somehow, that those villains would take you away. You poor thing, you must have been coerced by them. I will admit they bear a charisma befitting of villains, but that only makes it more concerning you seem so fond of them.

"Yuu." The name lingers, even as you're no longer present at this academy, your name lingers. Your visage dances in the flames, your laughter accompanies the Bell's chime.

You are my salvation.

A perfect being in this tainted world. You knew my plan and knew it wouldn't work. You must have a brilliant mind, be it that of a genius, or that of a prophet. If I had met you sooner, would I have been able to subdue magic with your help? In this world where you alone have no magic, aren't you burdened? You told me you'd gotten used to it, but I can't fathom you enjoy it, that unreasonable difference.

Ah, I know. I must save you as you have saved me. My light, I will guard your flame and hold you close. In my arms, you will never be subjected to the cruel and rambunctious magic that entraps you so. I will save you, that I promise.

Now that those villains know my plans, I must find aid, people who can sew the seeds of the fire lotuses when the time is right. It was ... difficult ... to obtain what I did, but I can and will do it again. This time, the scale will extend beyond this insufferable city. This time, it won't be stopped by the very bell I so admire.

The bell.

Its ringing instills pride in me even now, even though others say I have tarnished its view of me. I know well I did right, and as such I know the bell does not disown me. But somehow, even while pride takes up part of my heart, the other part keeps finding you. Was it just your magicless nature I admired? Or was it the warmth from your gaze, your gentle warning, or your pleasant voice?

I need to hear it again. The voice that called out to me, however cruel. I need to have it near. Surely you understand me. Yuu. You warned me. You gave me those cruel words, but you still wished for my safety. Yuu, my angel, I need you to come back to me.

Yuu.

[sugarikiz]

hello people! if you’re seeing this, I have either tagged you or you follow me, and I have an announcement!

I want to change my username to “@.sugarikis” (Tysm riri love for giving me the idea!) and I hope no one gets confused!

tagging: @ririsreverie @tzuyusluv @zhounauts @miujangs @flwrstqr (because I will be part of the my world event!) and @cupidriki

[red-gillyflower]