Had the sudden thought of somehow Desmond was dropped kicked into Dragon Age/Thedas, specifically the Inquistion and received the glowy mark of doom. And on one hand, it's all here we go again, and on the other hand, someone keeps a leash on Desmond because he keeps trying to run away
Well, we can’t really blame him considering he just got booted from being a chosen one to another chosen one in a different world where he knows nothing at all XD
And in a world where one of the major faction is called the Templars?
He’d be wary of them from the get go, that’s for sure. XD (not that the mages wouldn't send alarms all around his mind)
Honestly, he’d probably go his own way and travel the new world he finds himself in, trying to understand the geopolitical status of the world.
Well, that seemed like a tall order so he would probably focus on Thedas first.
He’d also build his own Brotherhood along the way.
In his defense, it’s less building it and sorta accidentally setting it up because he kept saving random people during his travels and feeling the need to help them.
He calls them travels.
Leliana calls them ‘Desmond running away again’.
The funny thing though… he’s just traveling but he gets roped into the power struggle all over Thedas and gets railroaded into the original plot.
Not that he knows this.
Perhaps it’s simply fate.
Perhaps the Calculations is still at play.
Perhaps… a certain ‘hedge mage’ is at fault.
Desmond definitely isn’t sure.
He’s just trying to live his life in this new world he finds himself.
.
Oh.
And because this is the kind of curse Desmond is given whenever he gets isekai’ed to another world/game/franchise.
Yes.
The companions and advisors want to bang him.
The people he recruits for his Brotherhood though thinks of him as a mentor and more of a parental figure.
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beer & apologies
(buddie) (722 words) (7x04 coda)
It’s late, later than any reasonable person would show up on a friend’s doorstep, but Buck’s got this bright, warm feeling in his chest and all he wants to do is apologize so he can share it. For a split second he thinks about knocking, but that feels a little too much like going backwards. Instead, he lets himself in and hangs his key on the hook.
“Eddie,” he calls quietly into the still house.
“Kitchen.” The reply is soft, easy, like Eddie was expecting him.
Buck steps into the room and holds up the beer he brought.
Eddie looks up at him and grins, soft and warm in the glow of the lamplight. “What’s that for?”
“This is ‘sorry for acting like a teenager and spraining your ankle’ beer,” Buck says, scrubbing a hand through his hair. “Seriously, I’m sorry.”
Eddie sighs and pushes an empty chair back from the table with his foot, gesturing for Buck to sit. “I’m sorry too,” he says.
“No, no, you don’t—" Buck starts.
“Yeah, I do,” Eddie interrupts with a wry grin. “You should definitely be sorry-er, though, so I’ll take the beer.”
Buck snorts and sits, setting the six pack on the table between them.
“We didn’t—well, I didn’t…”
“I know,” Buck says. “I was just—”
“I know,” Eddie says softly.
A few, quiet moments pass, and it’s comfortable, exactly what Buck was missing the last couple of days.
“Hey,” Eddie says suddenly, sitting up a little straighter, “at least now I know why you always said no to basketball.” He smiles, loose and just a tiny bit mischievous.
Buck splutters. “What? No! I wasn’t that bad,” he protests.
Eddie lifts his injured ankle and raises an eyebrow.
“Okay, well maybe, but—”
“Uh-uh,” Eddie says, “no buts. You haven many talents, Buck, but basketball isn’t one of them.”
Buck ducks his head and grins. “Maybe I’ll get Tommy to teach me, then I can beat you without playing dirty.” Saying Tommy’s name out loud gives birth to a few giddy butterflies in his stomach.
“You two make up?” Eddie asks.
“Yeah,” Buck says. “He uh—texted me.” The butterflies turn to little rocks.
“Good,” Eddie says, “that’s good.” He grabs a beer and twists the top off. “I really think you guys will get along, if you give him a chance.”
“We, um. Yeah. We probably will.” Buck grabs a beer of his own and stares at the label.
He doesn’t—he didn’t mean to lie. It just kind of… came out. Which, it’s Eddie. Buck knows he could tell him exactly what happened, right now, and it’d be fine. It’d be completely fine because it’s Eddie and he knows Eddie would be cool about it, probably even happy for him! But when he goes to open his mouth it just. Doesn’t.
“How’s—uh. How’s Marisol?” he asks instead, tripping over his words.
Eddie shrugs. “She’s fine, same as always. Apparently Christopher got her to play Fortnite, which, according to him, was a disaster.”
Buck laughs, shaking his head. “That kid,” he says softly.
“That kid,” Eddie agrees. He takes another swig of beer and sits back.
“Hey, wait,” Buck says suddenly. He lurches forward and snags the bottle out of Eddie’s hand. “You can’t have this, you’re on pain killers.”
“It’s my apology beer!” Eddie protests.
“Nope, two sips is plenty. I can’t hurt your ankle and your liver on the same day.”
“It’s after midnight, it’s tomorrow,” Eddie pouts. “Give it.” He makes a halfhearted attempt to grab it back, but Buck holds the beer aloft.
“Nuh-uh, absolutely not,” Buck says. “You can drink your apology beer this weekend.”
“My apology beer is going to be flat and stale,” Eddie replies, unimpressed.
Buck rolls his eyes. “I’ll buy you a new apology beer, alright?”
“Promises, promises.”
“I will!”
“Yeah, yeah,” Eddie laughs. “You better. Want to bring it over on Saturday? We can watch the game.”
Buck’s grin falters a little bit, even as that warm feeling bubbles up in his chest all over again. “I uh- can’t, sorry.”
“What, you got a hot date or something?” Eddie asks with a laugh.
Buck takes a long swallow from the beer he stole from Eddie. “Yeah, something,” he says with a hollow laugh.
He feels like a liar.
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Prompt: Remembrance
What if ghosts lost most of their memories of their life before death. Sure, some like Sidney manage to keep theirs, but they're outliers.
What if, as time passes, Danny starts losing more and more memories about his life before the portal? Starts forgetting who his friends are, who his sister is, who his parents are, where he lives.
Forgets who Phantom used to be.
What if Jason met this quiet space nerd online back when he was Robin, who just disappeared one day. Jason wanted to find him, but everything with the Joker went down and he died.
When he comes back (and does his whole revenge plot) he realises his memories are shot because he can't remember a whole lot, but because he's alive again he manages to unearth some memories
And he realises he's probably far too late to help but he's gonna figure out what happened to his old online friend.
So Jason tracks him down to Amity and goes there, only to figure out that Danny died and became Phantom, who retreated into the Ghost Zone
And because he's a bat, he can't leave it alone, so he goes into the Ghost Zone to see if he can find Danny there. Maybe even jog a memory or two, though he holds out little hope for that.
After all, Jason doesn't remember being dead, so why would the dead remember being alive?
But Jason doesn't remember being dead, and he doesn't remember that when he was dead, he had struck up a friendship with a certain teen ghost, and even got to date him briefly before his resurrection
And Phantom never stopped searching for his missing Robin
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