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[beyondth3veil]

[intensesense]

Giving Thanks NOW! 

When it comes to gratitude, we each have our unique ways of understanding and expressing it. Some of us may feel more comfortable receiving praise and recognition than giving it. For others, particularly those who want to appear strong and emotionally detached, expressing thanks can feel like vulnerability. This may be the case for some men who may see gratitude as incompatible with the image of…

[lamina-tsrif]

you’ve changed (for the better)

for @where-does-the-heart-lie ‘s fighting game au I love ur designs I love them dearly

[mianimasenpoeticus]

[teleportationmagic]

Inspired by the latest Batgirl issue

[loxli]

Namine with EDS for disability pride month? Hell yeah!

[sporecringe]

[sisi66]

Whilst agreeing with the statement above, I suggest that we still hold a form of inner relationship with family members, whether we like it or not. In my experience it is helpful to work on those uncomfortable relationships, because the negativity or abuse that came from them towards us will have been internalised during the years we had endure it. Until we have made peace with them within us, we…

[alivegirlmari]

shauna saying she doesn’t know van like that and that’s why she calls tai first is sooo fun like what if you were intrinsically linked to someone forever and they understood you in a way no one else does. but also you can’t call them up asking if they have a spare tape player.

[dcxdpdabbles]

Thomas: Martha, darling, we need to talk. Could you stop telling Bruce bedtime stories about ghosts? They're giving him nightmares.

Martha: They are not bedtime stories. They're recounts of my family's bitter history fighting against ghosts. I told you my mother's family has been ghost hunters for generations.

Thomas: Darling, I love you, but ghosts aren't real.

Martha: Yes, they are! People refuse to acknowledge them and are erasing history to fit their narrative, but I won't let them! That's why I'm pushing the Gotham Museum to do an exhibit on John Fentonightingale. He was one of the first witch hunters and ghost hunters who attempted to break Gotham's curse, you know? The family is very proud of-

Thomas: Yes, I heard all about John Fentonnightingale from your little cousin Jack at the wedding.

Martha: He's a sweetheart, isn't he? Already planning to continue the family tradition at fourteen. You know, despite the fact we're ten years apart, we're so close that I consider him my baby brother. I just wish he had a more humane view of ghosts. I agree we need to remove them for human safety, but we don't have to be cruel to things. They are basically animals, and only a psychopath is mean to animals.

Thomas: Yes, you mentioned that before, and I agree that Jack is rather adorable when he's not hyper. But Martha, please lay off the talk about ghosts. Bruce is only six.

Martha: No! He needs to understand the danger he's in.

Thomas sighs: Alfred, please give me strength.

Alfred in the corner of the ceiling: I can pour you a shot of gin, sir.

Thomas: ....Why are you in the ceiling?!

Alfred: Dusting.

Martha: Never mind that! Alfred watches us all the time; it's normal.

Thomas: Wait, what do you-

Martha: I know how to prove ghosts are real to you. I may be a Fenton on my mother's side, but I'm also a Kane. And any Kane worth her salt is a witch in the making. I'll summon the most vigorous protective spirit in the Infinite Realms for you to see. *Drops to draw a circle in chalk*

Alfred: Ma'am, are you sure that's wise? In my experience, anything from the Infinite Realms is dangerous. Also, Master Thomas, could you move a little closer? I can't see your expressions and like visuals with my audio.

Martha: Don't worry Alfrie, that's why I'm calling a protective spirit. They're different from the ghosts, and they will not harm us.

Thomas: Martha, please. You're just staining the wood flooring. NO, Alfred. I CAN NOT MOVE CLOSER. GO AWAY.

Alfred: Well, how rude.

Thomas: Martha-

Martha: Done! Now I call upon thee, oh mighty Great One, Danny Phantom!

Thomas: Honey, Darling, Apple of my eye that's not even a good chant-

Danny being dragged from his cozy bed years in the future by a glowing circle that shifted him into Phantom: WHAT'S HAPPENING!?

Martha: Look, Darling, there he is. A real-life ghost. How do you like those apples?

Thomas/Danny:

Alfred: I think you broke them, Ma'am

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Never really thought of what it would take For our desolate world to finally break For the world we have seen in our dreams to make Simple as giving the snow globe a shake.

We've fought so many battles on this dying land. As more send their children to sign their life and take a stand. Deciding our fate not what the Creator planned Rather than fight maybe we all join hands.

There is more that brings us together than sets us apart. We were trained to see differences right from the start. Sheltered lives all we've known or ala carte. Connection of all breeds from the heart.

~I.S.~

[runtwithwolves]

remember that time Stan agreed to be a vessel

[galaxysketches]

zorumas my beloved

[acoraxia]

his name is Jahel; they have a p neat 'friendship'

[maifazcomics]

3 - The Empress: Rose Marigold

[ID: Rose in her bedroom, laying down on her bed, reading one of Alan Wake's books (filled with annotations btw) and daydreaming about her love. Next to her, we have a laptop, where she's probably writing her fanfiction. And on her back, we have the Shrine of Wake, with photos of Alan, a copy of The Sudden Stop in the middle, and two lit candles.]

Rose, a woman with a incredibly fertile mind for all your Alan Wake x Reader stories you'll ever need. The Empress of Oh Deer Diner, and Empress of all of us fanfic writers.