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peaceandlove26 · 1 year ago
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infinite potentiality
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ghost-in-the-corner · 4 months ago
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emacrow · 4 months ago
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The Wayne's garden was magic.
Damian didn't understand the bats meant as he roam around, alfred's prized fruits, vegetables and flowers lay neatly around.
The Wayne's garden was huge in size as he found a total of 37 hidden weapons locations so far and was still counting.
It was a pass time game to him to see what father added, only for Damian to see a little glow flicker between a hedge near what seemed to an old abandoned broken down well.
That certainly looks like a secret entrance to the batman cave, not far from here, and if not, he has his grappling hook with him.
Damian looked down the well. It was dark and deep down below, not a speck o- but there.
A two flicker of glowing blue light flash very down below before vanishing. He didn't think a second later as he leap down into the well.
The bricks of the well wall seemed to go on for a minute as he fell, only for his falling feeling lighter and lighter as he went down.
A gun blaster lodges in the dirt, and Damian fell on a dust covered star theme bed that bends over but never falls with him. A tea cup full of glowing much greener lararus pits floated around as the walls became from dirt like to frozen ice with a star embedded in them.
Damian held up his grappling hook to shoot upwardsit to malfunction was when he panicked.
only for him to land on top of something soft and fluffy, bounced a few times, but cold as ice, a gigantic room that was covered floor up to the ceiling in frosted ice with odd languages, thousands, and thousands of doors with variety of sizes and shape, two massive baby sized crib with two bundles wrapped in white fluff fur Damian was sitting on.
The Wayne's garden was magic that went across damian's mind only for he noticed what he was laying on was still moving slowly.
Damian glances downwards to notice he is sitting on a giant white fluff of a much more gargantuan person.
Hair white as snow with icicles and frosty snowflakes, a floating massive crown covered in snow and stars insides, skin paler than white paint, a icy breath leak out, sprinkling shining snow and stardust as they lay in a frozen bed the size of Wayne's manor itself.
It was cold, icy cold even with Damian's training in the League of Assassins couldn't withstand this. His consciousness fading with each cold breath he took before the last sight was the large bright, shining, pale greenish blue eyes opening to see him before darkness took him alongside the blinding green.
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Damian would only wake up to his frantic father, lightly shaking him awake as he lay in the garden between the hedges. The day was still out, except for one thing that was missing was the old broken down well.
Tiny patch of frosty blue flowers instead was there in its place.
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beebfreeb · 10 months ago
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To all my long-term followers: You have to look through all of my art and deduct exactly what's wrong with me. I know you can do it by now.
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glutko · 29 days ago
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Imagine drunk-driving this.
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pervyprincessbaby · 22 days ago
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done at the gym! 💗
drove all the way home with my tits out as i try and do everyday so they bounce and shake to remind me of my ✨worth as a cunt✨
i wonder how many people watched me as i drove by filming my tits bounce!? or in their review view mirror to watch a slut expose herself happily hehe x
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eugenedebs1920 · 3 months ago
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This is an ominous sign. Not since the fall of the third Reich has Germany bolstered its military to this extent.
The U.S. (Trump) abandoning Ukraine and standing with countries such as North Korea, Iran, Belarus, and of course Russia, has left a void in Europe and emboldened dictators across the globe to pursue their worst impulses. Do not kid yourself, this is the beginning of WWIII.
While Donald Trump cozies up to authoritarians he has further abused and neglected our oldest allies, praising Putin while insulting Canada and the European Union.
Open your eyes! Russia Russia Russia was a much a hoax as “signalgate”. Trump is a Russian asset, has long been in the side of the Soviets. It is not hard to see, all you have to do is look.
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artepti · 8 months ago
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Lovingly led to Ruin (LLR) - Masterpost
 “I miss him.” - Part 2
Previous │First │ Next Episode
They're so sweet together, it would be a shame if something horrible happened to them :]
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akwardsilince · 1 month ago
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Person A: "Lighten up, won't you? This celebration is held in your honour."
Person B: "Does my honour amuse you?"
Person A: "Oh, very much so."
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kropotkindersurprise · 8 months ago
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November 3, 2024 - People in Valencia pelted the Spanish King Félipe VI and Prime Minister Pedro Sánchez with mud and rocks as they visited the region devastated by deadly floods for a photo-op.
The King was jeered and booed by hundreds with chants of "murderer!" as he visited the town of Paiporta followed by hundreds of police, while people affected by the floods had to fend for themselves for days without the government sending any kind of help. Thousands of volunteers walked to the affected areas to help, because the government closed the roads. [video]
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jangillman · 25 days ago
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hello-sweetheart · 8 months ago
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I need to see Steve at his breaking point, kneeling in absolute defeat. Whimpering, crying, sobbing with a sword under his chin forcing him to look up that man who is now nothing but a stranger.
But, once he was a familiar and friendly face around the castle. Often running around with the outcasts and playing music in the town square. Telling stories of great heroic adventurers to the children that flocked around him to listen. A tall but scrawny thing with a mouth that knew not when to bite its tongue.
Steven makes a pathetic image for a prince. His skin is stained with tears, grime, and blood. Blood from his knights. Brothers in arms that he’d known since he was a mere child.
He’s nothing now, has nothing.
A fallen prince awaiting death.
Edward has his dark tresses tied at the nape of his neck. His eyes are dark as night, focused and fierce in his gaze. His chest heaves and exhaustion is evident, but he stands proud.
Vengeful.
Such a far cry from the once cowardly and impish man that Steven had known him to be.
Even with the sting of betrayal, the broken bond among him and children, adolescents now, that he had come to care for… he understands why someone would follow him.
He has the stance of a leader and the final unwavering judgement of a king.
Humilated, he thinks of his people, the children (his children), and even the servants that had joined the revolt against the crown. He wishes them a better life, a kinder one than he and his parents had given them under their family rule.
Steven trusts… he trusts in his people’s judgment, despite it all, and their faith in their soon-to-be King Edward.
Accepting the fate of their decision, his cries quiet but he makes no move to wipe the mess he’s made of himself.
Steve raises his chin just a bit higher and tries to steady his breath. Leans his head against the sword that’s at the side of his neck now, a swing away from finality, and looks up at the people’s king.
“Whatever kind of king you choose to be,” his mouth is parched and heavy with the taste of ash, “be a loving one.”
His closes his eyes, and waits.
“Then, my first act as King will be that of good faith to the people. Prince Steven… I show you mercy.”
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cubbyhole-for-flea-bee · 1 month ago
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rotating shadowpeach dynamics and angst in my brain and wound up drawing a Peter Pan-ish AU, ft. Sun Wukong as Pan and Macaque as Captain Hook
this was mostly inspired by what I've heard about the original Peter Pan being a little darker in some areas than expected - basically take the shadowpeach backstory of 'events outside our monkey bros control force distance between the two besties, SWK basically rolls with the punches and SEM does NOT leading to one ugly blowout of a fight that permanently fucks up the bromance' and apply Peter Pan lore:
Mac becomes Wukong's tagalong/lost boy/BFF when Smol, but as time goes on, he grows up and SWK does NOT, losing interest in the friendship and sending Mac into a panic. He desperately tries to hold onto their friendship and chase after SWK, but that just backfires when Wukong lashes out. Down a hand and an eye, Macaque becomes obsessed with vengeance and continues trying to catch/kill SWK, growing up into a ruthless pirate captain
something that was just tugging on me with this idea is that in this AU, SWK's character growth basically gets surgically removed on account of the 'permanently an immature child' thing, and WOW yeah that part of the Peter Pan lore is kinda underused for angst wtf
bonus: drawing timelapse go brrrrrrrrrrr
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janirah · 3 months ago
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John Doe, Hastur, dancing under the lights of black stars.
If it seems to you that Hastur is dressed in a Minoan women's outfit, then you are right.
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lukasz-r · 6 months ago
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Wip
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madfanatic · 1 year ago
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The Truth
Page 1 & 2 - Pages 3 & 4 - Page 5 & 6 - Page 7 & 8 - Page 9 & 10 - Page 11 & 12 - Page 13 & 14 - Page 15 - Page 16 With a deteriorating condition and under extreme stress and fear, Kirby begins to hallucinate his possessed friends as true horrors! (I PROMISE THE REST OF THE PAGES WILL NOT TAKE MONTHS TO POST IT-)
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