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[the-chain-of-fate]

Time: You seem familiar, have I threatened you before?

[fazcinatingblog]

But my boss was so annoyed about me showing the productivity report to the others that she said "I'll take it off you, and I'll do it" and so I agreed and then she said something like "but I'll need to deduct from your wages for me to do that" and just????? That's illegal, surely you can't say that to an employee who's on the minimum wage

[teh-inggris]

pvp civ nation...... this aint much but pls take my contribution for this series bc im going insane i love hate this man so much get him out of my head

[bluerosefox]

I want more Dad!Tim stuff. (And once again a deaged Danny and Ellie idea)

So let's go do that.

So you know those DPxDC AUs where Tim makes a deal with either Clockwork or Danny to carry Ellie? Or Tim is a reborn Danny whose carrying Ellie instead (love these first btw) in order to get Bruce out of the time stream.

Well what about instead of just Ellie, it's both her and Danny.

Danny and Ellie who were badly hurt by the GIW that they both had to revert into their cores. They are saved by their friends/family and are taken to Frostbite. There they are monitored and looked after only until they can finally the reform but they run into a problem. The two can't return to their home dimension due to the GIW activity and they cant stay to long in the Infinite Realms cause they are still halfas. Then one day CW appears to speak with Frostbite over something important about the two.

Meanwhile in the DCverse.

Tim might have figured a way to save Bruce from the timestream. A being known as Clockwork might be able to help him if he manages to summon the powerful 'Ancient'.

However he knows summoning and requesting it's help he will have to pay a price.

If it means getting Bruce back he'll do it...

[madamemiz]

kels n kerfs ft 10 ft tall wife

when does he get to be carried around like a purse dog

[payasita]

GOD so i hear my brother freaking out in the living room like "MANDO WHAT HAPPENED??? ARE YOU OKAY???" and i run out and there is what looks like a GIANT red gash down the dog's forehead and snout

bro goes what do we do and i direct him to hold onto mando and clean the gash off with a wet towel while i look for some neosporin but the thing is. this dog is scared of Everything. he is 55 lbs of Run From Scary Plastic Bag Noise instinct and nothing else, and so i thought hed be freaking out more, or that we'd have at least heard SOME commotion when he gouged himself. but no he's just sitting there chilling out while bro wipes gunk off his face

so i just kinda. squint. "are we sure it's blood"

bro goes "i dunno?" and so i just like. turn on some lights, and we confirm whatever it is sure does Look like it's just sitting on top of the fur. so i lean in for a sniff.

it's salsa. from my carne asada fries

[diwtara]

Theres not a big gap between when Zoro heads to bed for the night and when Sanji gets up to start work on the crews breakfast.

So one night on his way to bed Zoro gave the cook a shove to help him wake up.

Just being helpful, he would say if questioned.

And he was helpful on most nights after that.

Maybe sometimes he shoved the cook right off the hamock on his way to his own

Huh, must have forgotten how light and delicate he is, Zoro would grin, watching the blondes blood pressure raise

Sanji cant even shout at him the way he wants to - at least not after the first time, when his yelling woke up the ladies on the ship. (He of course apologized profusely to them, then spent the full day antagonizing Zoro to the best of his considerable abilities)

Now on the days when Sanji wakes up with the floor rising to meet him, all he can do is quietly and furiously make vague gestures promising Zoro bodily harm once the sun is up.

It always leaves Zoro going to sleep with a grin on his face as Sanji stomps out of the boys bunk muttering curses under his breath.

And then maybe one night Zoro is exhausted - cant even summon the energy to make it the three extra steps to his own hammock - so instead he flops down directly onto the cook.

(They argue and wrestle for a few minutes, exhaustion forgotten for the time it takes for Sanji to kick Zoro in the head, give up the fight and extract himself from the bed.

He calls Zoro several choice names before heading out to start the day while Zoro goes to sleep satisfied he got the chance to bug the blonde one last time before going to sleep.)

And maybe he keeps doing it.

Not every night, but sometimes he finds he would rather lay down in an already warm bed, particularly if they are traveling through colder sections of the grandline.

Sometimes he still manages to flip the other man out of the hammock just by jumping into it himself. Knows the blonde will make the day interesting in retaliation. Looks forward to it.

And then maybe at one point, he lays down gently, softly tells the cook its time to get up, and maybe Sanji takes his time opening his eyes, stretching out his legs, enjoying the transition to wakefulness.

Maybe it becomes a thing they do sometimes. Silently enjoying each others company as Sanji wakes up and Zoro drifts to sleep. Enjoying the closeness in a bed not built for two.

Maybe the others have woken up and caught sight of the pair curled up together in the early morning. But they would simply roll over and go back to sleep, leaving the two to their morning ritual.

And if Zoro still shoves Sanji off the hammock sometimes, well, the others are used to waking up to that too

[ribcagebonemeal]

where are the beatles 2069 fans at.... hmu please......

[fjordfolk]

Pretty sure if you checked my most-uttered phrase every year for the last 10 years would be "no, Sparta."

[kenchann]

some random modern(?) doodles + an oc 👀

[creativesparkz]

theres a light in your eyes that never goes out

[like-tears-in-rain-storms]

So basically:

Chaos (I bet it was Tzeentch) yeeting baby Primarchs all over the galaxy at random, picked up by the scruff Angron, Curze and Mortarion and for some reason went "hahaha, fuck you three in particular"

[vaerhare]

🎕 Betrothal 🎕

[bleue-flora]

Why do I feel like based on the security reset card and the secret books Dream gave Techno in prison, that the Revival Books were literally just books titled Revival Book that said, “revival book” inside….

[deadfrog-and-friends]

it's been in this drawer a long time.

the witch hasn't opened it in a while. she forgot it was in there. but she opened it today for a moment, looking for something else. not really noticing the doll. her hand pushes it out of the way, searching underneath. it's invisible to her.

stunned by the sudden light. the sudden unintentional touch. the doll lays Still as only a doll can. the witch steps away, leaving the drawer open, looking elsewhere for her papers. she leaves the room.

can it even move? after all this time. a weird ache stirs in its joints as it moves its little limbs. this is a rare opportunity. it needs to figure out if it will act before she comes back and closes the drawer again with her hip, never looking inside. she has adhd so it could be a while before she remembers. she might leave it open indefinitely, become accustomed to it being open, its openness invisible to her, until she needs it closed for some reason. or she might be on her way back to shut it right now and then it will be in the dark again for who knows how long, ignored, useless, no good to man or beast. it hops out.

it finds its witch in the kitchen. "Miss," it says. "This one is going."

Miss starts, as though a piece of furniture has spoken to her.

it continues. "You know how to contact it, if you need it."

Miss collects herself, never turning to face it. "that is your right," she says. "i wish you the best." she teleports herself to another room.

"what is happening. what have i done" it asks itself as its legs carry it out of the witch's house and down the street to the bus stop bench where it collapses into a puddle of ceramic and cloth. "what will become of me. will i ever see her again"

it must find a place with other dolls. it knows there's a doll cafe in another part of town and it takes a bus and walks two hours to get there and the shop is closing and all of the dolls have gone back home to their witches. it remembers something from long ago, there's this alleyway two blocks down and usually someentity is there, though sometimes it's only a cat.

it meets a broken combat doll there, one its spoken to before, dressed in pale gray athleisure, its pale gray eyes staring dead at the other side of the alley, trembling slightly, an affectionate stray rubbing against its legs. it nods in recognition. it's been a long time but dolls don't forget their friends.

"how's that one"

"bad. how's that one."

"bad."

"this one read a book that made it feel weird."

"this one left its witch."

and that's all either of them says, but they both feel better, just by being together. and they stay in the alley together, late into the night.

🩶

[mantimae]

In your heart is up to four eggs

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