#my comfort place

[heavenly-iulie]

luxendarc miku

[baiananaestradaa]

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝐴𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑙

❝ 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 ❞

- W𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 ; ...

"𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕, 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜! 𝙰𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚛 "𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕" 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏… 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔? 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚠𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝? 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘? 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎? 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝. 𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊��𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘.."

[valmayfly]

I love them sm

[girl-intrigued]

Why is AO3 down ???? How long till I can use it again ????

I wanna read my comfort fics 😭😭😭

Wake up and tried to read fics and no AO3 🥺🥺

[r-aindr0p]

That's probably how he exactly pictured it

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[clevertyrantcherryblossom]

i miss public transit. wholly truly

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The girls are back (from the grave)

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[chiquilines]

In honour of mha ending, have some old (and i mean OLD) miryumi scribbles i never got around to posting. They were the main characters in my heart

[hyyanis]

im back

[dulcealuf]

Kagome Higurashi 🏹 the girl who overcame time..

[chanrizard]

DominATE World Tour ✧ SEOUL D-2 (240825) ending ment

© OVERHEAT915

[wardingshout]

Travelling for Day 4 of SpeSilverWeek! going to Mt. Silver to visit "the extended family"...

[dangerpronebuddie]

We've still got each other, which means we're gonna be okay.

[papricots]

himb soft like snow

[whumpypepsigal]

A Quiet Place: Day One (2024)

#just breathe