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[spiderliliez]

Daemon swears his life to Rhaenyra HOUSE OF THE DRAGON: S2 (2024)

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[emmaliee]

Meeting at the Crossroads

As I make my way to our agreed meeting point, doubts swirl in my mind. Should I back out now? I ponder, mentally preparing for our upcoming conversation. He'll likely brush off my concerns, showing little regard for my feelings; I'm merely an afterthought to him. Though unspoken, I sense his outreach stems from loneliness, not genuine care. If the grass was truly greener elsewhere, he wouldn't be here now. Though my words may go unheard, a glimmer of hope flickers that perhaps this time will be different—that we can finally address our underlying issues. But doubts linger; his interest in me has always been tepid at best. I refuse to diminish my self-worth for him; I know my value and have found happiness without him. So why does he still matter? Why am I even considering this? Despite conflicting emotions, something draws me to face him one last time.

Feeling unsettled, I switch radio stations for distraction, but each song echoes thoughts of him, amplifying my inner distress. With a sigh, I turn off the radio and park, still wrestling with my conflicting emotions. "Okay," I reassure myself, "I'll be fine. Growth and comfort don't always align, so I know I must push myself through this."

Just as I try to steady my nerves, my phone rings. An unsaved number flashes on the screen – it's him. Do I answer? Do I ignore it? Time's up. With hesitation, I pick up. He asks if I'm already there, and I reply that I'm on my way. We hang up. I sit in my truck for a few more moments, contemplating whether to just drive away. But deep down, I know what needs to be done. I take a deep breath, hold it for a moment, and slowly exhale to calm my nerves. Time presses on, and I resign myself to the inevitability of our meeting. Summoning courage, I step out of the truck, determined to face whatever comes next.

Minutes later, I arrive at the coffee shop. I see his truck pulling into a parking spot. Nervously, I open the coffee shop's door and slip inside, hoping he hasn't spotted me, though I'm fairly certain he has. Through the glass, I see him approaching the entrance. Our eyes meet, solidifying my decision. It's too late to turn back now; I must confront my fears head-on. Whatever unfolds from here on out, I am ready to embrace it.

[justonemoresteepstep]

Everything I know about myself..

Beszélgetésünk alatt, nem csak a megbocsájtás érintett meg. Hanem minden szó amit arra alkalmaztál hogy elmond mennyit is jelentettem neked, és mennyit ártottam neked.

Elmúlt minden mi fájt, felváltotta a múlt megbánása, a régi már elfeledett gyermeteg énem megbánása. Megbántam, hogy nemláttalak akkor, mert elvakitott a fájdalom. Bánom hogy bántottalak.

Sokmindent szeretnék elmondani neked öszintén.

Mi mindent, mondanék kedves reggeleken ha másképp történt volna. De erre felesleges lenne kitérnem.

El kell mondanom, bármilyen bután hangzik, minden telefonbeszélgetésünk, minden üzenet váltásunk közben és után egyre inkább kezdtem újra érezni irántad.

Cseppnyi esélyét látom annak, hogy megérted majd üzenetem lényegét, miért érzem hogy ezeket ki kell mondanom magamból.

Hisz nem várok választ ez fontos. Nem szeretnék ismét beszelgetni. Nemszeretnék vihartkeverni drága szívedben, ami remélem mostanra békére talált.

El kell mondanom, mennyire hiányzol.

Hiányzik hogy ismerjelek, hiányzik hogy boldognak lássalak, hiányzik minden mi halvány emlékként rólad maradt.

Azt is tudnod kell, nem maradt tüske. Nem épült újjabb bántó rossz emlék. Szépen gondolok vissza rád. Legutobb heves, nem végig gondolot szavakat hagytam neked, amikből nem erre következdtethettél.

Szeretném ha tudnád, hogy bármit tennék is ellene, nagyon sokat gondolok rád. Az egészségesnél is többet.

Sokszor járkálsz álmomban, de már kedvesen kelek ezek után.

Rájöttem hogy ezzen semmilyen formában nem tudok változtatni, már nem is szeretnék.

Meghagyom magamnak azt az időt mire szükségem van, hogy tovább lépjek.

Öszintén remélem bármilyen kemény..

Remélem már biztos vagy magadban, már biztossá vált szerelmed.

Remélem minden kisimult, magabiztosan járod utadat tovább!

Remélem továbbra is megmarad amit beszeltünk és te is szép emlékekként tekintesz vissza majd.

Valahol rájöttem már, hogy ezt el kell hogy engedjem! Így is lesz amint kész vagyok rá.

Talán ez az üzenet is hozzá tesz ehez.

Még nem tudom mi fogja az életemben ezt elhozni. De bízom es majd kiderül.

Utoljára minden jó szájízzel és öszinteséggel, szeretnék bocsánatot kérni minden rosszért amiért én voltam a felelős de még sem vállaltam!

Tudom hogy azt az időt nem adhatom vissza ami elkeseredetséggel töltöttél. De talán tanultál a gyerekes férfiasságból és érettebbé váltál a tapasztalatoktól, ebben bízva probálok magamnak megbocsájtani.

Kérlek mindig nézz a magadelött álló akadályokra mosolyogva és várd a megoldása után az édesen jövő gyümölcsét! Legyél büszke magadra! Szeresd magad!

Öszintén kívánok neked hosszú boldog, szeretetben gazdag életet.

Azt is mondhatom es öszinten teszem, ha segítségre van szükséged es tudok, érzelemmentesen minden tölem telehető mondon segítek.

[egophiliac]

back at it again with the extremely self-indulgent diafams! I am being emotionally supported by overly-cutesy interactions between anime characters right now, don't judge me.

(also continuing with my headcanons that 1) mustache Bauru, and 2) he'll be hugely tsundere about it but you can, ultimately, convince him to do just about anything via careful application of Sebek.)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

None of our hands are clean

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[savanir]

DP x DC prompt [3]

during one of the final psych evals at Arkham right before he gets to be released, the whole thing wrapped up so tidy, just a little relapse which involved a robbery. Getting sent back to Arkham, but he got to stay at the asylum so long that he no longer has to serve a prison sentence, score!

But during that eval his overseeing psychiatrist recommended him to have a change of scenery, some fresh non polluted air.

Riddler was rather convinced the guy was making this recommendation to everyone in Arkham in their own weird way to convince them to just leave Gotham and become someone else's problem. should he notify Batman about it somehow? nah, it’ll be more interesting to see how this is gonna turn out in the long run.

But can he leave the state? Can he even leave the city? he never really bothered to look into it, at least not legally, up until now if he felt he needed to leave for one of his plans he just did it.

Turns out he can, it’s a whole hassle and a half though, first a judge and then a probation officer and he’s pretty sure both were like “what the hell is this psychiatrist guy thinking!?” but at the same time, shrink probably knows what he’s doing (WRONG) so he’s allowed to go visit out of state family or whatever.

he had to wear this nice ankle monitor though, Wayne Enterprises™ tech, not overly bulky but still very present. real fancy, and a fun extra challenge heh.

now as for a good reason to leave New Jersey he’s going to need distant relatives, and he finds some, great grandpa walker also has a son, who had a son who had a daughter Madeline, who married some guy Jack Fenton, and she lives somewhere out in the boonies Illinois. great he’ll visit her.

far enough away in all sense of the word that there is no way she knows anything about him. it would be best to call her first though, be polite about it.

“hello, you have reached Fenton works, this is Maddie speaking” 

“Riddle me this-” ah whoops, habit, oh whatever, “we don’t share parents, but certainly a part of your life, from laughter to strife. Who am I?”

there is a pause …  he’s going to be a bit disappointed if she hangs up if he’s honest.

“cousins~” comes the cheery reply.

“correct! the name is Edward Nygma, we are distantly related you and I and well-”

“oh you simply must come visit!” 

well this was rather easy, perhaps a little too easy, but she lives in the midwest so maybe just going with whatever some guy says over the phone is normal there? stranger danger not really a thing in a small town where everyone knows everyone?

things start to make a little more sense once he gets there and he’s starting to think some things might run in the family. like a preference for the colour green and weird hyperfixations and genius bordering on insanity. Though that remains to be seen, Jack does not seem like a very bright light after his very enthusiastic welcome.

their kids however are observant and sharp. young Jasmine is wasting no time trying to psychoanalyze him. and the boy, Danny, he had not really meant to and he swears he’s sticking with calling the kid Danny so he wouldn’t seem overly familiar, but he might have called him little bird a couple times now.

but that’s all whatever, he’s playing nice here. and he doesn’t even have to worry about his eccentricities tripping him up because this place is insane.

There actually is a local teen vigilante active but he seems about as loved as he’s disliked. and the ghost boy’s enemies are basically all his own kind, which another crazy thing to now know about. ghost. they are real actually, how is Gotham not completely overrun? and how do they even work? and where do they keep coming from?

Edward might be getting a little sidetracked here. He had fully intended to sneakily get his next big game plan underway all the way out here, ankle monitor be damned. but he hasn’t made any progress at all.

Instead he’s been listening to Madeline and Jack to maybe figure out what the deal is with these ectoplasmic entities, he has to know, at this point he might go crazier if he doesn’t. 

He’s making Jasmine promise him not to get her doctorate in Gotham, he’s going back and forth with space riddles with Danny.

so yeah the whole thing kinda just became a vacation, maybe the psychiatrist had the right idea after all? hmm nah, probably not. but this is fun. He’s thinking about recommending this place to some of the others.

It's different enough to get the vacation feel, but enough crazy shit happens to make it all feel like home.

it is not until Maddie wants to talk with him about potentially switching the position of godfather of Danny to him rather than some weird rich friend of theirs that Edward realizes he might have lost the plot somewhere

Apparently the little bird basically begged them with a powerpoint presentation on how he likes Edward so much more than that Vladimir guy. 

And honestly, the fellow sounds like a Dracula Lutho so even if it’s kinda sad Edward can understand why he’d be considered a better option. Even if the guy has more money and a huge company that makes him said money. And it’s not like the Fentons know about his Riddler activities.

Thinking it over, Edward does think that Danny would like Gotham and Wayne has that space program thing right? The kid is definitely smart enough for that (Nygma certified), and yeah Edward does quite like their space themed back and forth. So, fuck it, why not, what is the worst that could happen?

He doubts Maddie and Jack are gonna kick it any time soon anyway out here in the boonies, it’s just a title thing, a stamp of approval or something.

he should have known he was going to eat those words later… he had this whole beautifully elaborate trap set up for the whole Batclan, and he was just getting to the good part when his phone went off.

Had to put the whole thing on pause cause that particular contact wasn’t gonna get ignored. He did promise to be available.

If the whole thing he had planned now went tits up he could at the very least laugh later at the reactions of the bats as he told them to “hold up one second, I have to take this.” while they were all in various perilous positions. 

Sadly he did have to go, he had a very distressed godson to pick up.

[starlitvoyeur]

Imagine if there was another member on the crew aboard the Tulpar and meeting Daisuke. He’s a sweet, charismatic, and silly dude and y’all connect almost instantly. Inside jokes, teaming up on game nights, sharing hoarded sweeteners (although it’s very tough on your soul). However when you were first introduced you kept calling him Daisuki; and he never had the heart to tell you it’s wrong. Just a slight mispronunciation that sounds close enough right? The rest of the crew side eye him as if to say “that’s not right?” And he desperately side eyes all of them “PLEASE STAY QUIET” Anya thinks it’s kinda cute and keeps her mouth shut but there’s something in her expression that doesn’t quite look right. Curly taunts him Relentlessly. Swansea right behind him, saying that the kids these days are so ridiculous and so avoidant and just messes with Daisuke just after you walk by. Jimmy just raises an eyebrow but doesn’t seem to care too much about it… he asks every once in a while how the two of you are handling being on the ship and you answer so freely “everything’s going great! Daisuki and I really appreciate you guys being so understanding with us newbies :)” and Jimmy just nods and looks at Daisuke and replies “glad to hear it. Later Daisuki” and walks off leaving Daisuke a little embarrassed and blushy

[stealingyourbones]

Wally looked up to The Flash all his life and read flash’s comic books as a kid, what if he also read a niche indie comic titled Danny Phantom too?

Danny ran into this universe in an attempts to start a new life, he didn’t expect the hero from Keystone to know who he is and know his secret identity!!

[blakbonnet]

oh how quickly they grow up

[heymacy]

IAN GALLAGHER + his journey with bipolar disorder

╰┈➤ “At times, being bipolar can be an all-consuming challenge, requiring a lot of stamina and even more courage, so if you’re living with this illness and functioning at all, it’s something to be proud of, not ashamed of." - Carrie Fisher

[justlikebart-allen]

tim drake has literally never had a vigilante id that he named/designed himself. robin? inherited from jason who inherited it from dick. red robin? inherited from jason again. drake? fucking stole it from his EVIL ALT UNIVERSE SELF.

and hypothetically he'd be so good at it. think about alvin draper. caroline hill. Mr. Sarcastic. this boy has a new identity for every day of the week and you're telling me he can't come up with his own hero-sona? absolute bull.

[kithj]

some stories are written precisely to elicit strong emotions from the reader INCLUDING negative ones. some stories and characters are meant to be upsetting, they are meant to challenge you and make you uncomfortable!! when a story makes you feel Big Feelings sometimes you are meant to sit in those feelings and ask yourself why! fiction is a great space to explore these emotions in a safe environment. you, as the reader, are meant to think critically about the art you are enjoying and that includes asking yourself questions like why has the author presented their art in this way and what are they trying to tell me. and then you get to have fun picking it apart and figuring it out and deciding what, exactly, the art means to you.

[emmaliee]

Tidal Wave

Today, my guitar strums a somber refrain,

Tears cascade, a melancholic rain.

Lost in thoughts, missing you anew,

Heartache whispers, "How could this be true?"

In the grip of a tidal wave, I linger,

Longing to confess, yet courage withers.

You moved on swiftly, a hastened chase,

Left broken, my heart in a displaced space.

Navigating a whirlpool of uncertain fate,

A path unclear, in sorrow, I await.

You, unparalleled, in solitude stand,

Reluctantly admitting, love slipped through like sand.

Amidst this emotional hurricane's clutch,

Daily yearning, regret's relentless touch.

Why did you leave, why not remain?

Alone, I confront the echoes of love's refrain.

Thoughts of you persist, a haunting plea,

Hidden desires, an unrequited decree.

Facing the harsh truth of reality,

I meant nothing, a heartbreak's finality.

In this tidal surge, you claimed not ready for commitment,

Yet swiftly embraced a new sentiment.

Happy for you, but betrayed and confused,

Alone, I ride the wave, emotions bruised.

In solitude, I navigate this tumultuous sea,

Feeling used, emotions lost in the debris.

Left broken, uncertain of where I stand,

Alone, riding this relentless tidal wave, unplanned.

[puddingcatbeans]

the thing about creating art is that it is fulfilling to you, and it will also irrevocably move another person so deeply that it will remain ingrained in their mind forever. that person may exist half-way across the world from you, or they may discover your work decades after you have moved on. but this connection exists, from something that was made from your own hands and the spark of creativity and story that lives inside of you that no one and no thing can replace or mimic, and that, at the heart of it, is the human experience. thank you for coming to my ted talk

[saltpepperbeard]

if nothing else, ed and stede are in their lovely little inn together. it's just them; the world is their oyster. they're rebuilding it, and also rebuilding themselves.

they can love, and be loved, without any sort of threat.

they're safe.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.

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