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[smileyallthetime77]

Yandere!Damian Wayne x Reader Pt.4

⚠️Warning⚠️: Swearing

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There stood all of the boys smiling like idiots (some smiling on the inside) ready to take on who might become like a little sister to them. Or more. ************************************************

The day started out as peaceful as peaceful could be. It was mid April and the sun was bright and warm. The wind was blowing causing the bells outside of your house to jingle. The birds chirped lightly in the background, almost as if it were a movie.It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The only thing you felt was odd was the fact that you had remembered nothing from the previous night. Like nothing. Not a single piece. But who were you to complain. You were a below average Gotham civilian. Sure you had friends and all, but you missed your parents. Leaving your dad at the age 10 after your mother passed away and he had beaten you wasn’t the best idea. But you were young and dumb. Who could’ve blamed you when your father treated you terrible. But the odd feeling in your chest began to rise as you herd the door bell ring. Who the hell would be ringing your doorbell right now. Then the thought came into your head, the landlord. You lived with a roommate Alyssa, who helped you best she could. You guys were around the same age and she was in the near same situation as you were. Alyssa worked as a waitress and you worked in an office. Pretty high for a 15 year old girls. But your office had been slipping with sales and you were making less and less money every second. You and Alyssa did agree to split the rent though, and this month you hadn’t payed your side. You rushed to the sound of the doorbell and gingerly opened the door.

“I have a letter for….., Y/n L/n” the brunette mailman said in a slight hurry.

“That me” you spoke slightly confused. You weren’t suppose to receive mail this week. Who ever had written the letter was clearly in a rush to get it to you.

The note wrote,

Dear Y/n L/n,

We sincerely recommend that you accompany us in Gotham Academy. I know it sounds a little bold, as the school season is almost over, but we deeply wish for you to consider staying here with us. We have ravishing dorms, food, classroom, peers, teachers, and more! All of your expenses have been paid for. With all of your expenses paid for, we already have a dorm set up for you and we have found you a perfect roommate. Gotham Academy has been ranked the best school for century’s. Everyone at Gotham Academy have been informed of you and your potential move in already. We wish for you to at least tour the school before you say “no.” We will have only the best of the best show you Gotham Academy. If you do wish to at least see our school it would mean the world to me and your fellow peers. We look forward to potently see you tomorrow. Sleep well.

Sincerely,

Gotham Academy

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Today was the big day. Gotham Academy waited ahead of you. You were indeed slightly nervous of what waited ahead of you. You were just normal. Sure you had excellent grades but nothing was out of the normal about you.

You could only begin to change your mind as you pulled up to the daring dark figure of this breathing taking school. This was gonna be one hell of an experience.

Authors note: I hate these but I am so so sorry for not posting lately. I have had loads of vacations and I’m trying to get into a regular schedule with everything. I love you all and hope you have a wonderful morning/afternoon/night.

Date: Thursday, August 3, 2023

[lankosiwrites]

A Star Is Born

On the 13th of November, I was blessed with a loving and supportive Sister. A lioness and heroine in her own right clothed with the confidence of a warrior queen whose intelligence remains unchallenged! I love you so much Ma Phasha and do not know where I would have been if it weren’t for you, this Month I honor you and celebrate your trip around the sun. May God and the gods keep you safe for me…

[abodevera]

hey you,

Hey You,

Happy birthday!

It's truly remarkable that you've come this far, navigating through countless attempts and enduring struggles. Your resilience speaks volumes, and I genuinely commend you for it. But amidst your journey, how are you truly feeling? With each passing year, I know you've jotted down words in your journal, expressing how amazing and hopeful you are about the future. You've embraced this point in your life with a certain positivity, or so it seems. Yet, I can't help but wonder if these words are your shield, a way to convince yourself that everything is okay. It's okay to pretend, but remember, sometimes confronting our truths becomes inevitable.

Recent days have seen you weary and disarrayed; you've sought refuge in sleep and indulgence in food. I've observed this familiar pattern resurface, but this time, it worries me more. Each day, a shade darker, a demeanor more melancholic, a facade that suggests an indifference, a numbness, a detachment from caring at all.

And then, there are the tears that silently stream down your cheeks as you lay down to sleep, whispers of thoughts that hint at the notion of ending it all. These thoughts aren't new, but this time, the air feels different; it feels like you're gathering the courage to follow through. Your journal remains blank, your thoughts a puzzle I struggle to decipher.

Hey You! Remember, we're here because we've chosen to be. The battles fought, the battles won—these aren't merely a footnote in our existence. Though your decisions remain yours alone, I want you to know that I stand with you, no matter where your path leads. I sense your fatigue, your silent weariness that you mask so well. I sense it in my bones.

I take pride in your ability to stay afloat, to keep swimming even when the weight feels insurmountable. You've chosen to remain buoyant when sinking seemed inevitable.

On this birthday, I wish for you to find the solid ground you've been seeking, the respite you deserve.

Love,

Abode Vera

[lystring]

say what you will about dai but it's the only one of the games that makes me cry hysterically every time. both in the main game and in trespasser. and I mean hysterically lmao. this quest in particular is agonizing for me, as it probably is for a lot of other people. especially if you Romanced Alistair in the first game..and if you love your Hawke. i could probably keep going but..im so sad rn lmao I just cant.

[solarroseart]

AF attack on @visarray !

Find me on Artfight!

[just-anotherrandomartist]

wow hank what a beautiful daughter you had in a past life i’m so glad nothing bad happened to either of you :)

[machiavellli]

Viva il rosé, la cosa migliore fatta dai francesi

[ripeteeth]

“We couldn’t find” “our fathers—“ “there were several” “of us”

“We were walking through subway cars” “looking” “for our fathers” “Endless

train” “It seemed the longest” “train there is” “as if it circled”

“the world—“ “& we walked it, we were searching” “for our fathers,”

Alice Notley, The Descent of Alette

[cultfaction]

The Day After (1983)

The Day After is a 1983 American television film directed by Nicholas Meyer. Premiering on ABC on November 20th 1983, this apocalyptic drama is a harrowing depiction of the aftermath of a nuclear war between the United States and the Soviet Union. It became one of the most-watched and discussed television events in history, leaving a profound impact on both the public and policymakers during the…

[camphorror]

"One day I'm going to meet myself. I've already met him. But one day I'm going to meet the equivalent, a woman who is myself. A person who looks like me and thinks like me, but is a woman" 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[inbarfink]

[lankosiwrites]

"To Whom It May Concern"

[knifeeater]

Alice Notley   The Descent of Alette

Aase Berg   Dark Matter  transl. J. Göransson

[magnifiico]

(( I accidentally hit unfollow when I was tryna hit the ask button I love being tired so I apologize if its all confused 🥲))

“I know I’m the last in line for the throne but what’s it like being a king cause in the I do, well become Queen I guess what am I supposed to do?” Alette asked the ruler, a bit more curious. She came various royals but never met one who seemed so laid back and dealt with actual wishes of humans, speaking of that --

“I need to know my sisters and I have been talking what do you do with everyone’s wishes, like do you keep them forever?” She asked.

@sevenstxrsiblings || you're totally fine!! dumblr doing what dumblr does best ;P

Truly, he's flattered.

Surprised? No. Certainly not. The desire for the counsel of a well-known and respected king is by no means peculiar. But, yes, it spurs that swell of pride in his chest, in the manner by which Magnifico holds himself a touch straighter.

“What are you 'supposed to do'? Perhaps you'd like to ask me a more challenging question, Your Highness—?” he drawls, an impish lilt dressing the sarcasm in his words. Nevertheless, Magnifico studies the young woman with earnest consideration, and he hums as much to fill the silence as to indicate he has more to say. “That's... up to you, when the time comes.” If the time comes, really. “But as long as you're thinking of your kingdom's best interests and well-being, you're at the very least on the right track.”

He flexes his shoulders, what appears to be a shrug right as Alette's queries roll into something else entirely. A subject that for a single moment creates the slightest pinch between Magnifico's brows. She and her sisters have been talking about the wishes—?

A seed of caution lodges behind his ribcage, and his next exhale is tighter than it should be.

“Ah, well... Naturally, yes. It's my duty to keep the wishes safe until they are granted—generosity, rather.” He smiles again, convincingly compliant to her curiosities. “That is the known understanding and agreement among my people.”

[lairofsentinel]

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