#original dr

[solstices-dreams]

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢’𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐫 𝐩𝐭. 𝟐.

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐫. ᝰ.ᐟ

sharing playlists with my friends

sharing playlists with my bf & having one for our relationship (chat- i need to know what he listens to so bad.)

going to the park at night and playing games

random shitty made up games with my friends

truth or dare with my friend group

looking through my camera roll and seeing all the fun stuff i’ve done

making people handmade gifts for their birthdays and knowing they genuinely adore them

getting a ton of attention on my birthday (even tho i share with my twin.)

going out to fancy dinners with my family

camping in my backyard and burning random stuff in the firepit

going out to a resturaunt after hoco

hanging out with his friends and them being cool and them thinking i’m cool

going to parties as HIS gf

trying on makeup and eye shadow (i don’t have much in my or 😔)

getting to kiss him - omg !!

his pretty eyes on me - !!

going to museums and the theatre

taking photos for the school

making up new recipies with my friends

doing henna with my friends, mostly danny because he wants to be a tattoo artist

small acts of dominance with my bf <3 (opening doors for me, fixing my hair, walking together in the hallway, him opening my waterbottle for me 😵‍💫)

his sweatshirt.

wearing his sweatshirt.

him giving me his sweatshirt.

his cologne on his sweatshirt.

going to the movie theatre with my friends

getting teased by his friends or my friends

my wardrobe

going to the carnival or amusement park

getting texted silly memes or videos by my friends

awkwardly side eyeing my friends whenever funny/weird stuff happens in class

people asking me to be their partner or be in their group for group projects

having yummy lunches for school

girlblogging on tumblr

tagging all of my mutuals on my first post i make in that dr and telling yall i shifted

traveling to cool places for vacation

cute aesthetic notes and school supplies

seeing my hair tie on his wrist !!

[solanasreality]

Ⳋ᧙ — MAIN DESIRED 𝕽EALITY.

𐔌ㅤ CHAE͟J͟I͟N͟ HANA — the reincarnation of xuanlan huo. chaejin is physically 16 years old and currently resides at kaneshiro academy, a temple that holds in military training and strategy for years to come.

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general characterization ⸺ my beauty is intelligent, alluring, sharp, and delicate. . everything about me is purposeful. a warrior queen with an edge as sharp as my mind, i exude the kind of beauty that arrests the world mid-breath, commanding attention with every step, every glance.

skills ⸺ i’m an inventor, mostly seen in the front lines during a battlefield because of my sharp mind and adaptiveness. i’m incredibly fast, to the point where you’d miss me up close.

10/10 — strategy

10/10 — combat

8/10 — teamwork

6/10 — nursing

(do NOT put me in a position where i need to heal, i’m known as the angel of darkness for a reason now, c’mon 😞)

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based off : my book | songs that remind me of my dr | my lover | my friends

[junoshifts]

𝓑UT I’M A MILLION DIFFERENT PEOPLE FROM ONE DAY TO THE NEXT . . .

╰ juno’s list of realities + lovers ! ✶

prythian — morrigan

shatter me x star wars — aaron warner

smallville x arrow— oliver queen

smallville — lois lane + clark kent

xmen — remy lebeau

vox machina — vex’ahlia + percy de rolo

mighty nein — yasha nydoorin

spiderverse — percy de rolo ( spider-noir! )

starborn (original fantasy) — sam blackthorne

valkyries — gwyneth berdara

note . . . these are only a few of my many realities, the list could go on forever… i am more than happy to answer asks + questions about my life in each dr ( with some exceptions for personal details + privacy ofc )

layout inspired by @laylasverse as usual !

[earthy-delite]

Script | Library of Babel DR 📖

✧ It's an infinite library, containing all books ever written and more (like every story ever thought of and all the books that haven't been written yet).

✧ There's a wooden corridor with shelves on both its sides, with a maximum height of 5m. The books can be reached through ladders placed at regular intervals.

✧ Through the library, there are spaces where the surrounding change (eg. grass, trees, ponds, changes in aesthetic), while still maintaining the general structure.

✧ When I shift there, there's a desk in front of me, with a bell and a computer on it. That computer contains the archive of all the books in the library; I can search them by title, author, year of publication, genre, type of content, number of words, number of pages.

✧ When I choose a book from the archive, my surroundings shift forward or backwards and stop in the section where that books is. The book will be highlighted by a glowing sign on its shelf.

✧ If I'm wandering through the library, I can summon the reception desk at any time and it will appear on the floor.

✧ If I write on a book and then erase it, it doesn't leave any mark.

✧ I can't fall from the ladders.

✧ When I shift there, I'll here a bell ring and know I'll have shifted.

✧ When I want to go back to my CR, I'll ring the bell on the desk.

Visuals:

[morywendell]

─────୨ৎMy Original DR୨ৎ─────

Moodboard:

I made this DR myself, the names, the written diseases, the creatures, everything except for ghosts and grims nd it's so so very dear to me. Therefore if you have nothing nice to say I'd rather you don't say anything at all, please and thank you ♡

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My Dr is a world much like ours, but those who cannot bear the cruelty of it hide away in Adasia a beautiful, mysterious place that chooses its natives. And not all natives are human.

Adasia is known to be eerie, it's inhabitants are no exception. The place only chooses people who aren't of the norm. Outcasts who don't deserve their loneliness. But Adasia deliberately lets some of its children roam the world to find others that they could've missed.

Adasia has an affinity for women, it gives women larger souls, more power, inherent knowledge whispered to them. Its women are immune by the strange diseases native to it. 60% of its human inhabitants are women.

Adasia owns only a hundred people and the majority of them live within The Whitepine Manor. The Manor houses most human adasians except for the few who rather live in the woods. It's a cozy place with a private room, bathroom and kitchen for each one. There are nightly activities in the large hall and some outings in the forest as well.

There is a cult of Adasia ruled by Eques Whitepine, they're the head of the cult (Gender fluid as they're a cryptid without any true gender. They're an albino with pale red eyes.) he has his headquarters in the manor.

Once a human person - often 18 years of age - enters Adasia they're an Adasian and they'll find that their consciousness begins to glow within their chest like a lantern. That's their soul. It's become a tangible thing and has given them the possibility to practice their magic. They're part of this scary, magical world now, and there's no way to escape it.

My soul is very very big and doesn't reside within my chest like it should. Mine floats outside of it. My soul is shaped like a compass star and glows pale yellow, it's so large that the tips of it cover my entire torso, the average soul isn't larger than a fist. The size of one's soul doesn't determine strength. All adasians can summon and unsummon their souls will.

The different entities in Adasia all have human forms (except for grimms which look like large dogs) and have evolved from homosapiens.

Cryptids: They're what the usual human Adasian is - but to the absolute extreme. They can pronounce the names of the old gods, understand every language, randomly have visions of the future and shape shift at will. They're also immune to all Adasia's native diseases. One can consider them human, but then again they're so different that it's reasonable to consider them 'other folk'

Bulens: Bulens are creatures with human and abstract forms. They cannot shapehsift but they may instantly disconnect from the physical material world at will. All Bulens need hearing aids due to the fact that they are very weakly connected to the physical realm and often hear whispers of the old gods. They live as humans until they shed their flesh once they turn of age, which is around 25.

They don't need a body to sustain themselves once fully grown. No need for them to brush, shower, eat, sleep. They can do it for fun, but their bodies are hardly even there. In their abstract forms they are capable of communication with the old gods.

They disappear from the memory of everyone human once they're in this form as well, as though they never existed. But they're quickly remembered once more when they're in their material, physical form.

Ghosts: They're not Adasians by default, they're only Adasian because their soul refuses to move on and they took pity on them. They can touch anything within Adasia, including the ground. In Adasia they aren't transparent and may make themselves visible to whomever they choose except for bulens who will see them if they're in abstract form. Cryptids cannot see a ghost unless the ghost is visible. (I made it so I can see ghosts regardless despite being human 🤭)

Grimms: Large wolf-like dogs with immunity to all diseases, pains and they get the lifespan of their owner. Their life is tied to their owners life expectancy unless their owner after they've 'chosen' their owner. Unlike normal dogs, Grimms are extremely selective, somewhat grumpy and act much like cats. Once established with an owner they're cuddly, stoic and very loyal.

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Hope you liked reading, and maybe you'll consider this as a destination someday?

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[themanirealityshifter]

🧚‍♂️✨🌿🍂🍄Magical Forest DR Script🍄🍂🌿✨🧚‍♂️

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• [ First Name: Cosmo ] • • [ Middle Name: None ] • • [ Last Name: None ] • • [ Species: Fairy ] • • [ Age: 120 ] •

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• [ Pronouns: He/It/Xe/They ] • • [ Gender Identity: Genderfluid Genderflux Enby TransGuy ] • • [ Romantic Orientation: Aromantic ] • • [ Sexual Orientation: Myrsexual (Neurosexual, Nebulasexual, and Merosexual) ] • • [ Other Orientation(s): Ambiamorous; Homoalterous; Omniqueerplatonic; Panexteramo; Pansensual; Panaesthetic ] •

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• [ Parent(s): None ] • • [ Sibling(s): None ] • • [ Other Family Member(s): None ] • • [ Partner(s): Darcy ] • • [ Best Friend(s): None ] • • [ Friend(s): Everyone ] •

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• [ Description: Human-sized fairy; 7’0”; Dark brown horns that curve downwards; Huge wings that look like luna moth wings; Pale fair skin; Clear skin; Oval face; Lean, masculine/muscular body; Brown eyes; Round spectacles; Pointed ears; Top and bottom surgery scars ] • • [ Style: Shirts and trousers made of silks spun by Fire Spiders and leaves woven by beavers; Silver, casual armor pieces made by Centaurs; Necklaces, earrings, and rings made of stars and the finest jewels, gifted to me by the Centaurs and Dwarves; A necklace of a half moon ] • • [ Personality: Same as in my CR ] • • [ Abilities (natural and learned): Elemental Manipulation; Potion-making; Antidote-making ] •

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• [ Personal Items: Several Potions for wounds, stomachaches, headaches, and other illnesses; A small painting of Darcy ] • • [ Extra: Hate does not exist; War does not exist; Humans do not exist; Everything is 100% peaceful and harmonious; There are no enemies; Every magical being is immortal; I am immortal; No one dies; There is nothing to give anybody, myself included, any type of emotional, verbal, physical, or psychological trauma; Darcy and I both are expert climbers and know how to make medicinal potions; Darcy and I both speak every language and can communicate with animals; There is no such thing as transphobia, homophobia, acephobia, arophobia, queerphobia, sexism, racism, etc.; Darcy and I both cannot and do not grow bored of being in the forest, although we can become bored; Darcy and I both know how to weave baskets, bracelets, and necklace cords; Darcy and mine’s wings glow in the dark; Darcy and I can’t get bug bites, poison ivy, poison oak, etc.; It never gets too hot, but every plant, flower, tree, etc. that needs hot weather in CR can survive and thrive without that heat in this DR; Nothing dies or goes away and can thrive and strive when winter comes; All wildlife are friendly to Darcy and I ] •

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• [ Our Place (Mine’s and Darcy’s) ] •

Darcy and I live in a gigantic tree. It’s not by the ground, but a little more than half way up. There is one bed, a side table, a couch, a “kitchen”, and an art area. The furniture is made from sturdy branches and vines, and moss and leaves as cushioning. Nothing rots. Darcy hung up tons of strings of dried glowing mushrooms, so there’s always light in there. There’s also tons of glass jars of immortal fireflies, too, so that adds light. Plus, we also have a few giant luminous mushrooms growing in there, either from the walls or in pots. We have several plants in pots all over, most of them sitting on the sturdy mushroom caps growing from the walls. It’s covered in moss and ferns, and we have to trim it often. The art area is a small corner that is splattered with paint and pollen. The paint is made from ground leaves, petals, and roots. Darcy mostly makes the paint since it’s his expertise. We have lots of shelves that we nailed into the walls using some handmade nails made by the Dwarves. We keep dried foods, canned foods (in jars), and our knickknacks on them, as well as the natural luminous mushrooms that grow out of the walls everywhere. 

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• [ Magical Beings That Live In The Forest ] •

• [ Wood Nymphs: ancient, beautiful and youthful tree women, who keep the forest flourishing and who like to dance with the Fauns ] •

• [ Fauns: half human, half goat people, who enjoy playing musical instruments such as flutes and harps, and dancing around bonfires at night, and collecting honey and berries ] •

• [ Centaurs: half human, half horse beings who are incredibly intelligent and are master astronomers ] •

• [ Dwarves: short fat people, who always have beards, and are very good with gems and mining ] •

• [ Fairies: small to human-sized horned and winged beings who are known to be mischievous and are expert climbers and potion masters ] •

• [ Giants: gigantic people who live in caves or under particularly large trees and by very large pools of water, they are incredibly good at fishing and are very friendly ] •

• [ Orphinki (an original creature made by me!!!): small beautiful dragon-like creatures who are usually wise and live in hammocks in most trees ] •

• [ Dragons: giant lizard-like creatures with wings and venomous spit, they are gorgeous and shiny and sweet and nice and are known to be lovable and gentle to all ] •

• [ Water Nymphs: ancient, beautiful elegant water women who love to dance with the water fairies and spirits ] •

• [ The Four Spirits: water, fire, earth, and wind are the four spirits, and they’re friendly little curious things that are everywhere and nowhere at the same time, sometimes they transform into a specific form, but most times they are simply there in the water or in the fire or in the ground or in the wind ] •

• [ Griffins: half bird, half lion beings that love swooping around under the trees and herding flocks of birds ] •

• [ Mermaids: half human, half fish people who live in the many pools in the forest, they sing beautifully and love to braid water nymphs’ hair ] •

• [ Wisps: glowing beings that mimic the forms of others, they’re friendly and curious little creatures that are as ancient as the Earth and know far more many things than you may realize, usually they take the form of stags or rabbits, but when they are interacting with someone specifically, they’ll usually mimic them ] •

• [ Pixies: tiny, mischievous fairy-like beings, who are all purple, indigo, and dark blue, they are known to play pranks and gang up with dwarves and fauns for a game of fun ] •

• [ Elves: tall, elegant and beautiful human-like immortal people, with long curving horns coming from their heads and pointed ears, they usually wear either silks and jewels, or leaves, moss, and acorn jewelry ] •

• [ Flying Horses: large, beautiful horses with huge feather wings, come in all colors, and are known to be very friendly, they love flying in between trees and searching for a nice clearing to lay and roll in, Elves usually are seen riding or befriending them ] •

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• [ Some Wildlife ] •

White-tail deer

Reindeer

Butterflies

Dragon-flies

Beetles 

Tigers

Lions

Bears

Honey Bees

Bumble-bees 

Rabbits

Hedgehogs

Birds 

Trout

Bass

Moths

Foxes 

Snakes

Worms

Isopods

Horses

Raccoons

Monkeys

Leopards

Owls

Mice

Rats

Frogs

Snails

Insects of all kinds 

Tortoises

Turtles 

+ tons more

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• [ General Description of The Forest ] •

• [ An endless forest, full of magical beings, underground caves, clear water pools, huge to tiny trees, and animals of all kinds, all living in peace together, totally harmonious. ] •

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• [ Me in this DR (Picrew Form) ] •

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[yeehawpim]

a comic about fix-it fanfics

[perfectquote]

One of the most expensive things you could ever do is pay attention to the wrong people.

Dr. Henry Cloud

[queenword]

[solstices-dreams]

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐢’𝐦 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐫.

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭. 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐫. ᝰ.ᐟ

doing fit checks with my friends

my closet

feeling confident in my body (scripting self confidence >>> )

vlogging on yt and tt with my friends

doing tt dances that go viral

reposting vids about my bf and him reposting stuff about meee

having a stand up mixer, i love baking and i don’t have one in my or 😔

having motivation to do stuff

anxiety meds !!

being popular

being home alone/having privacy

feeling like i can tell my friends anything

not worrying about money

my twin !! omg, being called the faulkner twins by teachers and being known by my classmate as being popular with my twin, it’s gonna be lit

getting all As effortlessly

being confident in spanish… i hate that class sm and i’m gonna be ahead in my dr so i can come back to my or with more knowledge

baking every weekend and sharing it with my friends/bf

matching stuff with my friends

being able to sleep little but feeling refereshed

homework not taking long or not having to do it

getting away with stuff -> cheating, not doing hw, doing other stuff on my phone during class, talking with friends, skipping

having my fav teacher back !!

after school clubs w/ my friends

going to support them at sports

hanging out in the caf after school

having group projects with them (and one with my bf where you have to care for a flour baby or egg, pls tell me you get this 😔)

theatre/crew with my friends !!

after school snack runs

going to the mall with them

thrifting. with. them. (we always have fantastic luck and nobody feels jealous over what others get.)

board game nights

sleepovers

having my phone blowing up with messages from everyone

going to my bf’s sports and getting to wear his jersey on jersey dayyy 🤭

hoco with him !! and also getting ready with my gang

couples trends with him

playing roblox with my friends

having robux to make a cute avatar (what can i say, i’m a simple gal.)

[solanasreality]

Ⳋ᧙ — MY 𝕱RIENDS ⁱⁿ MY DR.

𐔌ㅤ DALILA͟ ͟S͟A͟H͟U͟ — the reincarnation of akirakimi seshat. physically 16 years old and currently resides at kaneshiro academy, a temple that holds in military training and strategy for years to come.

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general characterization ⸺ a vision of poised resilience, she is as regal as she is nurturing, embodying both strength and solace. a quiet fire tempered by wisdom, her skin glows like the desert at dusk etched with the marks of a life well-lived.

skills ⸺ she’s good at being the only one emotionally stable?? half joking, but she’s very thoughtful and emotionally in tune with herself. very sweet, she just wants to escape the life she’s living

personal ✹ relationship with her — my confidant and ride-or-die. genuinely, i think we click together because we both have nothing to lose. she’s always one of the first to agree on my ideas, and if not, then i feel obligated to listen to her input. there’s always this protectiveness that the group has with her, it all makes sense after our ex-classmate betrayed us and wanted to take her with him due to their arranged marriage, but it’s something deeper now, buuuut we’ll never say that to her face. (she gets it anyway)

relationship with the other members :

akuma nakahara — older sister & younger brother, sun & moon, found family, shared burdens, the median and the warrior

kaju akitta — desert & sea, freedom through companionship, strength in vulnerability, unlikely companions, the emotional anchor

jikiina hoshino — sun & moon, opposites attract, the catalyst for change, slow burn, mutual pining, tension and withdrawal, awkward intimacy, two halves of the same whole (akirakimi is mixed, so their relationship is meant to show how that racial division becomes whole with experience)

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𐔌ㅤ JIKIINA HOS͟H͟I͟N͟O͟ — the reincarnation of akirakimi seshat. physically 16 years old and currently resides at kaneshiro academy, a temple that holds in military training and strategy for years to come.

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general characterization ⸺ rooted in the bare villages of her homeland, she unfurls with a delicate yet vibrant energy, much like a rare, elusive blossom in a hidden grove. beneath her lively exterior lies the quiet strength of age-old traditions, her loyalty and passion as deep as the ages of time. like the bloom of a sacred flower, she grows with time, her spirit undoing itself to reveal a wisdom far beyond her youthful exuberance.

skills ⸺ she’s very in tune with the people, she’s the voice of reason, always speaking up when my plan could involve innocents getting involved in the crossfire or ways to rationalize goods, she exhibits a leadership quality that’s remarkable, even if it’s sadly, undervalued.

personal ✹ relationship with her — well.. our abilities do NOT go together 😟. no but fr, she’s genuinely so passionate about the future that it’s admirable, always making me laugh. there’s never a bad time with her.

relationship with the other members :

akuma nakahara — siblings in all but blood, the betrayal of trust, little sister that surpasses expectations, the weight of expectations

kaju akitta — little sister & older brother, found family, shared trauma, he’s the water droplets to her flower okay ☹️

𐔌ㅤ KAJU AKITT͟A͟ — the reincarnation of kaitoku suijin. physically 21 years old and currently resides at kaneshiro academy, a temple that holds in military training and strategy for years to come.

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general characterization ⸺ an enigmatic force, he embodies understated elegance and quiet authority. his warm, knowing eyes hold unspoken truths, while his movements are fluid, like a carefully composed sonata. beneath his polished exterior lies a sharp mind, always ready to cut through the noise with precision and clarity.

skills ⸺ i don’t fucking know man (i hate this man so much/j). he, like me, is very persuasive and diplomatic, he has a psychological insight that is like one of a kind. i genuinely wonder how he does it. of course, every good thing comes with a bad side, and that’s his neutrality to everything.

personal ✹ relationship with him — hate with a burning passion. i’m joking. mostly. he’s quiet, fluid, can fade into the background without a peep. not very opinionated, which means i have to fight to get him on my side about anything, other than that, we work well together, even if he swears i’m a nuance (he loves me!)

relationship with the other members :

akuma nakahara — sea & land, they irritate each other, they’re like twins tho, respect built through duty, complicated loyalty

i’ll do a second part for his love interest ig 😒

[olailamajnoon]

Bruce, who has a problem expressing emotions because he was teased for them in school as the "crazy Wayne kid"

Bruce, who used to clutch Alfred at night and wet himself due to his nightmares.

Bruce, who got flashbacks till his mid-twenties everytime he walked down an alley.

Bruce, who would hug a weeping Dick Grayson and stay with him until the night terrors were over, humming a soft lullaby that Bruce's mother sang for him

Bruce, who hardened his mouth and his life to keep the anger in check after Jason, because he knew if he didn't every criminal would pay.

Bruce, who sees Damian chopping up shrubbery and thinks "I was far worse as a child inside, it's a good thing he's letting it out"

Bruce, who can't walk by a homeless child in the street without calling his special Wayne Foundation liaison (who he keeps on speed dial) and asking her to find "one more spot"

Bruce, who sees Selina petting kittens and robbing the rich and thinks "if I could have had a life with her, that would have been nice"

Bruce, who looks at Cass' x-rays and sees her knit bones and swears to god he will break the bones of whoever's responsible for her upbringing

Bruce, who gives Tim projects that he himself can do faster because he sees attention-starved Tim trying to please him

Bruce, who looks at Clark smiling and thinks of what he can buy for his birthday to make him smile just like that.

Bruce to his parents in their graves after not being able to catch a criminal: I'm sorry. I've failed you. I'll try harder.

People who don't know Bruce: why is that man so unfeeling.

Bad DC writers: idk just that way i guess

[clown-alchemist]

i would never use logic. that's appropriating vulcan culture.

[other-subject]

Birthday

[morywendell]

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Chapter: I

(in case you're curious what kind of DR I'm cooking up, and what'll happen. I decided to write everything down as if it were a book. This may be the only chapter I share.)

Hello there, reader, I welcome you to read through my past, present and future.

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This world has souls. Every human is made from their mother's soul creating theirs in a nine month long pregnancy. Instead of a body growing in the womb, there's a soul growing there. The body is then created by the babies soul on the spot. But sometimes - very very rarely - a soul is created from the energy of a star alone. That's what happened to me. Strange things surround kids born from stars, there's no avoiding or suppressing it. I am odd by nature.

Children name themselves, often by the age of six.

There are ghosts and skin walkers but they're mostly benevolent.

And there's more, but you get the gist of it!

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Content warning; loss of mother, bullying in childhood

I was born an orphan in the woods of a village not too far off from Stockholm, Sweden.

The woman who would become my adoptive mother at the time - Ivory Pierce - had found me crying in an alcove near her cabin. This old woman saw my newborn fragility and almost regretted not having any kids of her own. Almost, since she had nothing to regret after meeting me.

She raised me as her own. She's a very intelligent woman, a scientist and was 60 years of age when she found me.

I grew up very, very quiet. Eerily so. I told her my name, and it was one name that only the trees and sea could pronounce. Despite my many strange manners I was loved. My momma taught me everything about the stars, philosophy, language and art.

Due to my innately cryptic wisdom and 'otherness', I didn't get along well with other kids. Was eventually bullied, and pulled out of school.

I continued my attempt to make friends with others my age all throughout my life. But my methods were flawed and all of the odds were stacked against me. I was already the odd one out, everyone else had biological parents, swedish ancestry and at least one extroverted role model to follow the lead of. I am forever grateful for my mother, but her reclusive habits did not help to alleviate mine in the slightest.

My success-proof strategy was to follow pretty kids my age around like a lost chick. I was a chicken without a head strolling around, standing silently in group. The girls did their best to include me but there was some unseen breaking point where my unwillingness to verbally participate left them no choice but to exile me from the chance of having any possible playdates or conversation. So I stayed put to exploring the shelves of books in my mother's library.

Yes, at home we had a library, a small one, devoid of any fiction. Therefore I grew up reading books on medicine, math, history and drydadology for fun. I was quite secluded from the rest of humankind but I didn't mind being alone in the forest.

As a child I never really felt what I was supposed to feel when it mattered. When people were mourning I wanted to laugh, when people were joyful I bristled. I've had underwhelming reactions to grand presents or inappropriate outbursts of feeling. Otherwise my feelings would work regularly for the most part - or I think so - since I simply cannot discern what i'm really feeling at all.

Due to my own experience with exclusion - I would not judge or think I'll of others who weren't actively causing harm to me or others. Be as strange and weird as you'd like with me. I figured that I was a weirdo, or freak. I wondered if everyone was pretending or if maybe I ought to.

At night I dreamt of meeting other freaks. I wished we could find each other. Band together. Stage a coup d'etat on whatever power deemed us unfit for modern society.

I grew up and remained quite lonely, but at 17 I was truly alone.

My mother died when I turned 17, she was 77. I buried her in her birth country. France. At her funeral I was the only one there, all her other friends had died already. I was good at learning languages, I had taught myself french in an astounding four months just to visit the country.

I turned to look at the casket, I'd miss that woman. I didn't know what I was feeling, but I knew that grief wasn't something I felt. Out of sight, out of mind, including grief, sorrow, and the death of my mother. I was diagnosed with adhd

(Was diagnosed at age four and in this reality too. I'm separated from my siblings and my grandpa unalived recently but I didn't feel much and still don't. I've never missed anyone before in my entire life. I'm very grateful for this, since I imagine missing someone would be like nostalgia. I hate nostalgia, so missing a person would probably end me.)

On the train back to Sweden I met a young man, dark hair, pale skin, green eyes and freckles a whole lot like mine. But his freckles were dark, and mine were pale. Yin and yang, I couldn't help but think. We looked like opposites.

I spotted the bag of M&M's in his purse. I approached just to ask.

"Would you care to share?" In said in french. He looked a little confused

"I don't speak french." He says, a cool voice. But not rude.

"Hm, very stylish for an American." I said, sat down beside him and proceeded to sniff at his M&M's

"Why-what?" He said in shock

"Did you know that your taste is 80% smell? Sniffing the candy is almost the same as eating it." I chirp back at him.

My accent is English, my mother's accent.

"Oh." He stares at me. Not the usual way someone would stare at me. He looked almost amused. "You want a few?"

"Sure, pretty boy." I say

His eyebrows raise and he sputters "me? Pretty boy? No! You!" He almost slaps me with the bag of candy as he hands it to me.

The guilelessness of his answer and actions caught me off-guard. I giggle. It's been a while since I've done that.

"Aside from the fact that I am clearly not a boy, I wouldn't say I'm pretty. I believe beautiful would be a far better alternative." I say, pretending to stutter as he had done just a few moments before.

He narrows his eyes at me and snatches the bag back. "I'm Morgan."

He likes me too, I think.

"I'm Mory."

"Huh? We have pretty similar names." He comments

"Yeah, both start with M. If we became friends we could be M&M." I tell him, pointing at the bag of candy as to make my reference clear to him

"... Yeah no shit it's the candy, Sherlock." He giggles, I like his giggles, and the one dimple that's on his cheek.

"It's elementary, my dear Watson." I smirk. I felt good.

"I believe that you and I should partner up." I propose my ideas

"Sure."

A smile uncovered the soft indents of my cheeks. A friend? Nice. My first. But it'd be best not to tell him that he's my first, better to let him think I'm cool.

I had somehow managed to get a friend. I was under the impression that I was simply not capable of that.

"Your full name?" He asks

"Mory Wendell."

In return he gives me his own;

"Morgan Asper."

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