#is it time displacement

[elisedonut]

I know I've already made a pyramid au post but listen

ok so a few months after the war ends

a 7th year Percy is found in the same pyramid that Fred and George locked him in

and the chaos that would cause for the Weasley's

also maybe just an excuse to think about how a Pre and Post war Percy would interact

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 329

Bruce was admittedly suspicious when Talia requests a meeting, and is admittedly still upset with the entire hiding Damian’s existence from him for literal years. But he also admits that he just… has to take a moment. 

“Run that by me again please?” He had to have misheard, right? Or gotten drugged by something maybe. 

Talia sighs, sounding just as tired as he felt. “Father’s tea supplier has moved to Gotham after an argument, and he wishes to discuss the agreement of him not entering the city- to speak with said vendor.” 

[conceiteddemon]

Been playing Tears of the Kingdom

[justacynicalromantic]

People be like "Russia is not imperialistic"🤡 - and then the most famous Ukrainian chef cannot open a restaurant of the most famous Ukrainian cultural food in Japan, because Japanese widely consider borscht a Russian dish and so would avoid the restaurant thinking it to be Russian🫤🫤🫤🤯🤯🤯

[starry-bi-sky]

finally giving fem danyal her own au and fulfilling my 'danny is an animal whisperer' agenda at the same time: mother of monsters danyal 2.0

i say "2.0" because TECHNICALLY 'mother of monsters danyal' is an au I made back in June for Dark fem!Danyal (who I promptly named Layal). However, I haven't posted much for her yet, and I like the "mother of monsters" premise too much to leave it only to Layal. Plus Danyal in that au was going to become the mother of monsters anyway, just with significantly less world domination and mass extinction.

'Animal whisperer' Danny has been something I've been thinking about since my latest DP 'wolfpack au' post and it's! So fun to think about, and who no better to assign the idea to than Danyal Al Ghul? Who comes from a family infamously known for their love of animals and nature?

Fem Danyal is just purely self-indulgent. *gestures wildly at her* i just lomvb,,, her,,,, I've only really mentioned her in context of the 'Things in Threes' au/my first Danyal al Ghul au with the facial scar, but she's!!! I love her. She deserves her own au <33

So kill three birds with one stone! Make a post about it.

Anyways, Danny has a large lair. Similar to cult leader danyal, her lair is a giant mountain region resembling nanda parbat with a big temple/palace-like area built into the mountain. It's large, it's overflowing with natural flora, with its own mini-floating islands hovering over some areas, and it's also completely empty.

Danny takes one look at her lair upon first meeting, -- noting that it looked relatively smaller from the outside -- and promptly, with the elegance of an Al Ghul, goes "What the hell??" Because yes, while she does enjoy her own solitude and privacy, this is a bit ridiculous.

For heaven's sake, there's even a massive lake in there! What's she going to do with all this space? Can she make it any smaller? Why is it so big in the first place? This looks borderline like one of the mega-islands!

She finds out later that apparently, the amount of ectoplasm a ghost has can have an effect on the size of their lair. And since she has such a large core, her lair reflects that. Wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff, it's bigger on the inside so it doesn't take up "too much space" on the outside. Don't worry about it too much.

Danyal isn't totally opposed to having such a large lair, she's just... a bit baffled by it. It feels like so much wasted space is all. All this flora and no fauna to enjoy it with. It's practically eerie.

She decorates her temple-palace area, transforming rooms to match her needs as she sees fit. In the center of the inner gardens is a massive tree that she likes to climb, with twisting, winding branches. Sam and Tucker have honorary rooms, even if they can't safely leave the specter speeder for long periods of time, even with proper safety equipment. So does Jazz. Ali (Dani) has one too, but he can actually use that one, and Danny brought him to her lair so he could decorate it himself.

She has a personal garden, but for the most part she lets the flora exist as it is. Too much space to cultivate it en masse anyways.

Skip to a few weeks later, on her next visit to Clockwork. She developed a habit of going to see him semi-regularly just because. She enjoys his wisdom, and he has a lot of stories to tell, and when he's not being the cryptic and esoteric timekeeper, he's a bit goofy.

(pushing my dadwork agenda here,,, i think Danny deserves to go 'hey, Lord Clockwork, do you want me to buy you something' while she's at walmart, only to receive a singular glowing sticky note that says 'cucumber gatorade'.)

(She insists on referring to him with his proper titles even for the most mundane of things because it's proper, but Clockwork sees a future where she eventually calls him "Cee" and by all things in existence is he determined to get there. Anyways,,,)

On her next visit to Clockwork, just as she is about to leave, Clockwork stops her and goes; "Ah, I have something for you. Hold out your hands."

Danny does as such, and Clockwork doesn't give out things often, so her curiosity has spiked to the highest levels. He turns away from her for a moment, using his staff to summon whatever it is he needs, and when he turns around.

He drops a fish into her hands. Granted, a fish in a small glass tank. But a fish nonetheless. A small one, roughly about the size of her finger, with a blue-black, eel-shaped body and four sets of glowing eyes. She can see thin, almost translucent, but spiny fins down its back and the start of bioluminescent markings. It's swimming around in circles in its small container.

"Lord Clockwork." Danyal says all too calmly.

"Yes, Danyal?"

"What is this?"

"That is an adolescent leviathan, Danyal." She’s transfixed onto the tank, but she doesn’t need to see Clockwork’s face to hear the smile he’s stifling.

The myriad of emotions that runs through her all at once threatens to overwhelm her, and she can’t tell if the feelings are negative or positive. So she carefully closes her eyes to breathe in through her nose.

“Clockwork.”

“Ah, I see you’ve dropped formalities.”

She ignores that.

“Why have you given me an adolescent leviathan?”

She's expecting the trickster to look amused when she opens her eyes. Instead, he just looks endeared. "I know you're fond of animals," he says, "and you always look amazed when you come across an animal of the realms. So I thought you might enjoy taking care of the young beast, it's mother is dead so it has no one to care for it."

Oh.

"But, if you don't like it," Clockwork's hands reach out for the tank, "I can simply take it back--"

Danyal shifts the tank out from his reach and hugs it possessively. "I never said that. How do I care for it?"

And so clockwork gives her a list, and when Danyal returns to her lair, she sets up a large tank in her room for the leviathan to swim in -- it's much too small for the lake right now, she thinks. She'll feel better if it's somewhere she can find it. She names him Suhā.

Suhā grows quickly, and by the end of the mortal month she transforms one of the rooms into a large pond for him to swim around in. He's a very loyal beast, recognizing her as it's mother of some kind. Danyal takes great care ensuring that her beastie gets quality care, and Suhā swims to the surface to see her when he senses her in the room.

It spirals from there. Somehow, Pandora catches wind that Clockwork gave her a leviathan, and so the next time Danyal visits the Greater Athens, she gives her a baby chimera. It's eyes are still sealed shut, Danyal can't bring herself to say no. She names the little beastie Firas.

Frostbite hears about it too, and not to be outdone, gives her an animal she's never even heard of. Infinite-realms born, apparently. A fox-like creature with two small horns like an impala, four eyes, and tall legs. The name isn't something she's quite sure how to write down, and she's positive that her friends won't be able to comprehend it. She names her Eira.

Getting the three of them used to each other was... interesting. Suhā tried to eat Firas when Danyal first introduced the two, and they've hated each other ever since. Firas and Eira are seemingly getting along. Her island already feels full enough with the three of them on it.

Of course, that's not the end of it. With her luck, she begins stumbling across other monsters. Realms-borne or otherwise. An injured hydra in the Grecian islands that, through lots of trial and error, Danyal is able to rehabilitate and heal. It routinely comes to visit her afterwards.

A griffin with a broken wing that she moves permanently to the island that likes to keep to itself, but tends to come down when she's near. It gets along best with Firas.

A panther-like monster from the Shades Woods that had six legs and three tails, with ends that reminded her of a venus flytrap. It stuck around the heavy foliage and she can only make out where it was when she saw its golden eyes reflect.

She befriends a young indrik with its leg injured, and much like the hydra it follows her back to her island, and stays there in the mountains. It comes out when she's alone, much like her other beasts.

She receives two more leviathan -- one from clockwork, and one she finds herself while exploring the deeper and darker recesses of the Ghost Zone. It was huddled against the carcass of its mother, and she managed to befriend and get close enough to it to bring it back to her island. Suhā is fully grown by then, with a head bigger than Danyal herself and he still likes to stick her head out of the water for nuzzles when she's near.

He's not very happy with his new siblings, but he's not trying to eat them when she's not looking. So she calls it a win in her book.

And it's not just large beasts either; smaller animals begin popping up when she's not looking. Bird-like creatures and small mammals, and she swears she saw a doe (or something resembling a doe) grazing in the forest while she was walking by.

She takes back with her a lone snake egg once, and it grows so big it wraps around her island and sleeps with its massive head on the mountain beside the temple, like some smaller breed of Jörmungandr.

And on and on it goes. Some of the beasts she comes across never step foot onto her island, some of them follow her back, while others she has to carry back. Not all of the ones that follow her stay, and Danny rehabilitates the injured and releases them when they're fully healed.

It's hectic, and busy, and frankly she loves it. Some of her rehabilitated beasts return to visit her, or to have their children somewhere on the island, or whatever it is they need to do.

She becomes a bit infamous for it. She goes to visit Dorathea once, and as she's walking through the streets she can hear some of the denizens whispering while she walks past.

"Is that her?"

"Her highness' friend? Yes--"

"--that's the one--"

"--Mother of monsters--"

Danny's not sure how to feel about that.

Although, she can't say she's opposed.

Danyal Al Ghul, Mother of monsters, raiser of beasts. It has a nice ring to it.

[edwinisms]

you ever think about how edwin got like. no warning, no time time to process, nothing, when he reappeared on earth faced with the fact that virtually everyone he knew in life is dead. his parents? probably died in the 1950s or so (at best) almost forty years prior to edwin’s return. if any of his classmates were still around, they’d have been elderly, possibly senile, and in a few years they’d all be gone– except, of course, edwin. nothing looks the same, cars look like spaceships, there actually are spaceships, he can no longer see the stars, and everyone he knew is dead.

[craacked-splatters]

These r the last silly scribbles for @pezhead 's Displacement au!!!

Thank you Pez for creating this fic it's very cool & delicious👍

Bonus Dee vers below

Dee finally got a vacation🥹 even if it only lasted a few hours

I couldn't get tumblr to stop crunching the quality but it still looks good I think

I've got 2 more works to go but those r gonna have more effort put into them & it will take a while😔

[xobloodletter]

alternate earth green lantern alex and blue lantern f!kyle because nothing is free from getting hit by my lesbian beam

[merrydearest]

soundwave doodles

[youredreamingofroo]

I still will never forget this one zionist comment I saw sometime ago that was something along the lines of:

"If Hamas hadn't of attacked, Israel wouldn't be doing this right now"

Like are you fucking kidding me? Do you have soggy peanuts and cashews for brain cells?

Putting aside the obliviousness to the near 8 decades (yk.. over 75 years? over 27,375 days?) of the Genocide over Palestine. One day of an attack should never under ANY circumstance make over eight months of pure torture, bombing and despair the right thing to do or the right way to respond.

Hamas' attack was only one (1) day

Israel's attack (Genocide) on Palestine has been, since October 7th 2023, going on for 262 days, almost 9 months. This does not account for the 27,113 other days of unheard of and unspoken horror that Israel has been putting on Palestine.

That comment has not left my brain since I saw it, I think about it everytime I see another Zionist come out of the woodworks.

The SINGULAR DAY that Hamas attacked should not warrant illegalization of Palestinians marrying Israelians, should not warrant raping, torturing and humiliating Palestinian Hostages, should not warrant Military (IDF) posting tiktoks and videos about Palestine, should not warrant killing children, girls and boys under the age of 18, under the age of 12, under the age of 6, under the age of 3, under the age of 1, babies who are barely a month old. This should not warrant taking over supply trucks, should not warrant destroying various means of transporting necessities to Palestinians, should not warrant IDF Soldiers standing around and monitoring Palestinians, should not warrant putting Palestinians in concentration camps. This should not warrant Palestinians getting brutally [and physically] harassed in public spaces, should not warrant removing or tampering with a Hijabi's Hijab or anything of the sort, should not warrant name-calling or berating Palestinians. This should not warrant the displacement of Palestinians. That singular day should not warrant ANY OF THE BEHAVIOR shown towards Palestinians, their homes, their families, and their land.

If you genuinely believe that October 7th, 2023 should've warranted any of the aforementioned and unmentioned (because there is still so, so much more to what's happening, I did not list everything) behavior, I hope you one day will feel the anger and pain and sorrow and hurt and frustration and desperation that Palestinians have felt for almost a Century.

This is not propaganda, it's reality, and it's happening. Palestine is being washed out by Israel. This is not a "Well you're anti-israel that's not cool," situation, this is literally looking at the Genocide going on and realizing that what the IDF, Israel and most other countries are supporting is WRONG.

[tues-dayy]

I can't stop thinking about Prodigy s2; it is everything to me

[scottcyclopssummers]

Scott was a hero even when he was seven.

He risks his own life and rescues a bunch of kids in a bus. He tries to save the driver, but can't. The trauma from that alone...

He knows CPR at the age of 7.

And he is afraid his dad (who he probably doesn't know too well because he's not around much) will yell at him because he saved a bunch of kids by being reckless.

Also, at only 7 years old, he devises a plan and knows that some buses have a hidden access.

[lordsovorn]

I love it when stories approach familiar generic concepts and, without subverting anything, specify a few details to shape them into something very particular and interesting.

For example, out of recent favorites, how Dandadan does telekinesis. On the surface it's all the usual "doing physical things with your mind", but in practice has at least two very specific and memorable varieties:

1) Momo has basically invisible immaterial arms, that nonetheless function exactly like arms - she doesn't merely *move* things, she grabs them, with all the physical implications;

2) Serpo, on the other hand, can't grab shit. They very quickly and very forcefully *push* things though - if we take their own wacky names for their "psychokinesis" literally, it maybe works kinda like a powerful localized change in gravity. But details like holes appearing in their fingers, the angle of this push force changing depending on the gesture, a subtler kind of psychokinesis that influences the nervous system, keep their abilities from far being just a "psychic blast" - while, again, being very recognizable. If a shadowy figure strikes a pose and you're instantly pressed into a crater in the concrete wall, that's a Serpo.

[salty-an-disco]

[Approach the mirror]

...

It's You.

Something finds me in The Long Quiet, and brings me the gift of a fragile vessel.

It approaches me. Feathers cover its eyes. It cannot see me, and I cannot see it.

And something else. Something that seems similar to me, though not familiar. It occupies a space that isn’t occupied either by me or you.

It speaks words to me. I’m sorry, I don’t understand them. Though we are similar, we speak in different dialects.

You though. Though you don’t speak, your words are the same as mine. I can understand them. Can you understand Him?

I see.

These stories help widen my horizons and fill the creeks within my knowledge. And may yet make this language He speaks on known to me.

This one is short and sweet. She doesn't know anything of the world other than the kindness and mercy you showed her. Her hopefulness and curiosity born out of inexperience is something that'll never leave her. She will make for an open heart.

Do not mourn her. Her story has only begun.

[puppetmaster13u]

Pspsps, @puppetmaster13u I have a thought-prompt-idea-thing for you.

Amity Park at some point in history becomes Gotham.

And Bruce? Bruce is Danny and Sam's descendant whether those two had kids or it happened somewhere down the line is a different question.

[busnautica]

The red lights turn off. The controls go dark, joysticks limp in Al-An’s grip. The headlights shut off.  The thing lets them go. Whatever it was. Wherever it had come from. It lets them go and disappears, and the only reason Robin can even tell is because that blue mouth and red markings vanish somewhere out in front of them.  And then it hits her.  They're dead in the water. Dead, five hundred meters down, in a pitch black cave, with a tank that gave them less than four minutes of air and a sea truck cabin with a steadily depleting oxygen supply. A sea truck that was extremely damaged, maybe unrecoverable, but thankfully, for the moment, didn't seem ruptured.  Logic. Panic kills. Need logic.  Robin tries coaching it into herself, but somehow isn't able to. Just feels the fear gripping the both of them, the adrenaline causing her body to shake and leans into it. Doesn't mean to, doesn't want to, but there's not a lot of positives at the moment.  The flashlight is blindingly powerful in comparison to the previous darkness. Al-An holds it in one hand and tries pressing the ignition with the other, but all that happens is a soft clicking noise when the button is pressed. The engine's aren't online. They've probably been torn clean off.  Logic. Al-An’s good at logic. Al-An can handle it.  "Robin, calm down," Al-An's suddenly saying. Harsh, maybe without meaning to. He sounds stressed. Speaks through gritted teeth. "You're going to cause us both to panic." 

something something i said wounding was my comfort fic, and therefore again I need comfort lmfao - but also Oh my god my hand slippded my hand really slipped why go through grief when i can watch alyou go through it again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway - I know you said not to say sorry but sorry i gotta tag you once more @crypticvirago - go read the rest here