#being chosen

[vizthedatum]

I like when people choose each other, to be in each other’s lives, instead of needing or depending on one another.

Like it’s ok to cultivate standards, expectations, obligations, and boundaries with each other. It’s ok to help each other.

But I like it when the basis of a connection is just wanting to connect because it’s nice to be connected! That we love talking! That you’re cool and you think I’m cool!! Shared interests! Shared joy!

Not because I fill a gap that you haven’t worked on. (And I can be supportive of that but I shouldn’t be responsible for it as a basis for our relationship)

[tom4jc]

Acts 22:14 God Chooses You

Then he said, ‘The God of our fathers has chosen you that you should know His will, and see the Just One, and hear the voice of His mouth.’ Acts 22:14 As a child, most people like to be chosen, they want to be chosen for a team or group. Very few like it when they are not chosen and left on the side all alone, they want to be wanted and a part of the group. Once people become adults, some no…

[counting-stars-gayly]

I’m actually LOVING how Rick Riordan, and the other writers of the show, took his initial concept of a Percabeth rivalry fueled by that of their parents and kind of turned it on its head?

Now, instead of Annabeth being wary of Percy because he’s a son of Poseidon, he’s wary of her because she made a callous impression on him. They get off to a rocky start even before finding out who Percy’s father is, and when they finally do, Annabeth doesn’t care. Instead of them fighting because of who their parents are, they’re fighting over their own opposed worldviews.

Then, instead of them arguing over which of the gods is cooler and who was right in the story of Medusa, they realize that, just like Medusa, Annabeth is a victim of her mother and that, unlike Medusa, she is a far kinder and stronger person, unwilling to repeat the cycle of hurt. They realize that, like his father, Percy often acts without considering potential consequences and that, unlike his father, he is a far kinder and stronger person, willing to step up for someone he wronged and whom he cares about.

Instead of Percy and Annabeth’s rivalry being focused on that of their parents, it’s focused on who they are, themselves. But the path to friendship is still the same: a realization that they have each other’s backs, no matter what, because they’re not their parents after all.

[im-here-homie]

a happy audience is the key to the academy's heart

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[bluerosefox]

To Protect Them

Another DPxDC idea with twins Danny and Damian.

'He knows.'

That was only message Danny received before he felt like he had dropped in freezing cold Arctic waters naked and felt if he remembered to breathe at this moment he would see his own breath, even though he had an ice core and no longer felt actual cold anymore, and for a moment the world around him faded into nothing.

No sound, no touch, not even smell.

Nothing.

Then like a supernova, everything around him exploded.

Everything was too loud, to strong, his skin felt hot and cold at the same time somehow. The feeling of dread crawled up his body.

He needed to go.

Run.

This message was his only warning. The only thing his birth mother could send him in regards of help. He knows it, he knows she can't do anything else but this. He also knows she wants to do more but in order continue to be the eyes and ears inside of the hellhole he once called home, a place he both hated and feared yet somehow still loved if only for the memories of his mother and brother, she could not do anything more.

"Hey Dann-o! Anything good in the mail today!?" Came the loud voice of Jack Fenton, his adopted dad, from the doorway. The same man who took one look at a muddy, dirty, tense, untrusting, almost fully feral little six year old Danyal al Ghul who held onto his only daughter hand when she dragged him home after finding him behind the Nasty Burger looking for food, and decided point blank that he was now a Fenton. That Danny, Daniel was his son as if he always was.

Danny could feel his lip tremble when he realized if he ran, if he booked it out of Amity now, the people he loved, the people he would happily die for, would be targeted. It wouldn't matter if he faked his death, or just left with no warning and never contacted them ever, ever again.

They would be killed for just knowing him.

For their deaths would be his punishment.

Danny could feel the rest of the mail in his hands, the ones he had went outside to get before breakfast cause his mom asked him to, fall out of them, the only one staying was the message from his birth mother. He took in a shaky uneven breath and turned around.

His face no doubt was pale, paler than it normally was, and his body trembled, and Danny had no doubt that despite all the training he had learned when he was in the League that even if he brought it out and pretended he was fine, his dad would be able to tell something was wrong.

Because his dad's happy cheerful face shifted to a concerned worried frown, a frown Danny hadn't seen in a few years, a frown that was common when Danny would wake in the middle of the night screaming, begging, or cursing in his native language or when he would be spooked enough to reach for a knife. But even with those moments the man never ever found fault in Danny, instead he would lower his voice and speak softly to Danny, waiting until he calmed down before asking if it would be okay to touch or hug him. Then he would sit with Danny for hours, keeping his normally loud and booming voice soft as he talked about random things, like family fudge recipes and how they came to be.

"Danny?" Jack asked softly as he took a small step forward, one of his hands lifted up as if asking permission to reach out.

Danny wanted nothing more than to rush into his dad's arms and hide in his large frame. Hide from the world around him but Danny knows he didn't have time, none of them did.

He took in one more breath and could feel his body stop shaking, his mind no longer chaotic, and his nerves steeling up. For the first time in a long, long time, he wasn't Daniel 'Danny' Fenton anymore.

He was Danyal al Ghul again.

"Dad. Get mom and Jazz into the GAV. Now." Danny ordered, his eyes narrowing as he clutched the message in his hand tight.

His dad knew something big was going down.

And he trusted Danny enough to do so quickly.

Danny closed his eyes as his dad ran into the house, yelling for Maddie and Jazz to get into the GAV. Danny opened them when he could feel the message in his hands slowly being covered in ice and knew his eyes were now glowing green.

He didn't have a lot of time. He needed to get his family, Tucker, and Sam out of Amity.

He needed to get them someplace safe.

He needed backup. More than his family and his friends.

He needed-

Danny nearly jumped when he realized who he can call to help.

In a flash he took his phone out of his pocket and quickly dialed a number he barely liked calling but needed to do so at this moment.

He waited, it felt like ages and it was agonizing, before the person on the other line finally picked up.

"What do you want-" came a somewhat same but rougher sounding of his voice but Danny cut him off.

"Dan, he knows." was the only thing Danny needed to say because he could hear the sharp intake of breath.

"Get them here now." was the order.

"Already on it. Is Ellie and Vlad with you?"

"Yes."

"Good. We'll be there shorty. Keep them safe."

"And then what?" Came the gruff question.

"Then... Then we'll prepare and call in Father and Damian. We need all the help we can get."

".....He won't be happy... About everything. Our... your fake death you know."

".... I know. But hopefully Father and the rest of his batclan will keep him from lashing out too much, especially with civilians and innocent lives on the line."

The two, Danny and Dan fell into a silence for a moment. Danny could hear his dad trying to hurry his mom and Jazz into the GAV despite their questions

".... Explaining all of this is going to be a shit show isn't it." Came Dan's voice after a couple of minutes.

Danny winced because yeah, not only explaining his actual past as Danyal al Ghul to the Fenton's, Tucker, Sam, and to Ellie, and Vlad but also having to explain his new life to his birth father and twin brother, a brother who thought he was dead, was going to be a hell in a handbasket.

"Yeah... it will be." Came his only response as he heard the GAV starting up and the garage door opening. Dan must of heard it over the speaker phone and said "Get Sam and Tucker and get here soon. No stops. We'll fortified Vlads dumb place in the meantime."

Dan didn't wait after that and instead just disconnected the call. Danny removed his phone from his ear and quickly pull up the group chat he had with his friends, sending them a quick message to meet him now. He used the code they had set up incase the Fenton's didn't take to him being Phantom well, he never had to use it since they took the news good, well as good as one could be after finding out their invention had half killed their son and that they had been hunting his ghost side down, but since this was important he needed them to be ready now.

He frowned as the Fenton GAV pulled up towards him and knew that what happens next would be...

Stressful.

[go-star-sailor]

transfem wirt truthers wya

[leafyeyes417]

Danny is glad he actually made a plan for once. Jazz had been on his back about telling their parents he was Phantom, and he had managed to convince her he had a plan. The only thing that would extend how long it took was the frequency of ghost attacks.

He generally didn’t have much free time, so luckily Clockwork was willing to put him in a time bubble so he could get stuff done, like get enough sleep. But mostly he was training. Sometimes with Wulf to make portals, but other ghosts had come by too.

The power that was giving him the most trouble, and that he needed most for his plan was duplication. It took forever and he still couldn’t have more than 3 versions of himself at one time. How Vlad managed so many he had no idea.

Anyway back to his plan. He got all his stuff that he couldn’t afford to lose hidden away, got copies of all his parents blueprints and files, replaced items that he didn’t feel comfortable letting them keep if worse case scenario came, and a few more miscellaneous things.

He decided not to tell Sam and Tucker what he was doing. Though he did give them a mysterious file that they weren’t able to open yet. It would lead them to him later. But he needed their reactions to be legitimate, even if he hated having to potentially distress them for a bit.

He then sent his duplicate in his place back home while he went to the Ghost Zone to keep learning and keep an eye on things. Hopefully things went well, but he planned to spend a full living realm month here just in case his parents faked taking it well.

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It did not go well. About two weeks after his duplicate told his parents they knocked him out and buried him in a ghost proof coffin. Was he glad he wouldn’t have to experience his worse fears as a lab experiment? Yes. Was he still going to have nightmares of being trapped underground unable to escape? Also yes.

He was glad it was his duplicate though. It was easy for him to undo from a distance and since they had been connected he still had all the memories. He typed in the code for the file he gave his friends before he left. Time to go to Gotham, the one place he was able to wheedle out of Clockwork would be best for him.

[solomiracle]

solomon and mc getting together because of the exchange program is hilarious in hindsight. the whole goal is to strengthen the bond between the three worlds, meanwhile these humans became so in love with each other they'd destroy the devildom and celestial realm in a heartbeat if the other one asked. woopsies

[clickety-clacker]

You're a god. You have a new body. A better body. It's you. This is you.

It's wearing a mask.

[dwuerch-blog]

Graduates! You Have Been Chosen!

I can’t help myself as I have been covering graduations for days now. Maybe this will be the big finale as it is my grandson’s graduation today! Brennan Keith Wuerch graduates from Regents School of Austin High School. Look out, University of Mary Hardin Baylor. He is almost there! And, YOU, most likely, have friends and family members who graduated last week or this week, too! What a momentous…

[cowboytism]

louis: he and i are going to spend the rest of our lives together. and wherever your miserable life takes you, whoever you find to endure time with, whatever pale proxy of me, i’ll be with him. just wanted you to know that.

armand in the background:

[stars-obsession-pit]

Danny got out.

Danyal al Ghul was created by the League of Assassins alongside his brother Damian.

Created, not born. Though they were both grown in the same lab, Danyal always felt the status quo. Damian was the heir, the real son, the one they cared about. Damian got to be a person, the one for whom human terms like “born” would fit.

Danyal was just the extra. The bodyguard to die in his brother’s place and a spare should he be lost.

And Danyal died.

Shed his old life like a snake’s skin and vanished into the bustle of a crowded city.

They would tell Damian it was a mission that went wrong. A failure, like Danyal always was.

But Danyal would call it his first real success.

Danny Fenton loves their new life.

Jack and Maddie, for all their unsafe work practices, care for them. That’s far more than their blood “family” in the League ever did.

Far more than they felt they deserved for the longest time.

So when their brother reached out, tried to reconnect as if they were normal siblings instead of born tools, is it any wonder they lashed out, told him to never come back?

Danny got out. Danyal is dead, one ghost Danny is happy to put down forever.

[vizthedatum]

I let you think that I was worth an afterthought, appeased by a couple of gas station flowers.

Sigh, I wanted your appreciation (maybe in the form of a large bouquet, several kisses, and intimate showers?).

But really, I just don’t want to settle, because I know I am worthy of dedication and devotion.

And… a floral garden, consistently nurtured and intentionally chosen.

[trans-emet-selch]

HADES WEAPONS MEANING

TANK

Misos (Paladin) - hatred, aversion - Note: can also mean anger/desire for revenge Eulabeia (Shield) - discretion, caution Thumosis (Warrior) - passionate anger, sudden rage - Note: Derived from the word Thumos. However there is a secondary word in Thymos (meaning breath) Eleos (Dark Knight) - mercy, compassion. distress from the wretchedness of another in undeserved suffering Odune (Gunbreaker) - consuming grief, burdensome distress, sorrow

HEALER

Kelesis (White Mage) - to call, invite or summon - Note: can also mean the delight soothing of the soul by hearing Enochlesis (Scholar) - distress accompanied by bodily suffering Himeros (Astrologian) - god of sexual desire. often accompanied by Eros (sometimes identified as Anteros when paired with Eros, meaning reciprocal love) - Note: can also mean the lust/longing for someone not present/gone

PHYS MELEE DPS

Menis (Dragoon) - divine wrath, anger - Note: (It is associated with the Wrath of Achilles as it is one of the first words in the Iliad) Zelos (Monk) - jealousy, envy - Note: can also mean the distress of having something/someone and having to go on without it Aischune (Samuari) - shame, disgrace, confusion of one who is ashamed of anything, ignominy, dishonor Phthonos (Ninja) - personification of jealousy. particularly that of romantic jealousy

PHYS RANGED DPS

Deima (Bard) - fear, fear of approaching evil Ekplexis (Machinist) - to strike or confound someone with surprise, fear or amazement - Note: can also mean fright/paralyzing fear Zelotupia (Dancer) - jealous, envy, rivalry. specifically in seeing someone else you believe to be yours with another

MAGICAL RANGED DPS

Oknos (Black Mage) - hesitation, delay and the wasting of time - Note: can also mean the fear of ensuing toil Epikairekakia (Summoner) - rejoicing or taking joy at the misfortunes of others - Note: anglicized word Agonia (Red Mage) - agony, anguish. a struggle for victory (often a violent) - Note: can also mean the fear following fright

[art-yeet]

A Christmas Exchange

Here's my gift for @crescynnt for @avagiftexchange! I'm so so sorry for being so late 😭😭 Didn't realise how long a comic would take to make :') I decided to do your first prompt of Chodark content(platonic)! They might be slightly ooc but I hope you can forgive that🙏

Though it's way past it already, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! May 2025 be wonderful for all of us!🎉🎉🎉

[posalis]

"I just don't wanna feel left out."