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chaoswiththeprettyspine · 3 days ago
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The winner of the poll was Timkon, and honestly I'm not really happy w it, but maybe I've just been staring at it for too long.
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deceased-bunny · 3 months ago
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City Haze
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ai-dream · 4 months ago
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diabolichare · 1 year ago
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Is this courtship?
Danny is going to Gotham for his scholarship.
Good news! There's another halfa in the city, and he seems to be a good guy. Bad news: the nearest path to his university is through that halfta's haunt. He could take the long way around, but the costs would be more than his budget can handle, and he'd like to avoid dealing with a pissed-off Red Hood.
Hopefully the offerings will be enough to sate his annoyance (and help maybe, god that man has the most malnourished core he's ever seen).
Meanwhile, Jason is getting incredibly confused over the strange gift baskets that keep appearing on his patrol routes.
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black-and-yellow · 10 months ago
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aventurineswife · 1 month ago
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Stealing Moments from Time
Summary: When Ekko decides to use his Zero Drive to craft the "perfect" day for you, things don’t go entirely as planned. Between chaotic time travel mishaps, watery disasters, and a rooftop confession, you realize that imperfection might be what makes everything perfect after all.
Tags: Ekko x Reader, Fluff, Crack fic, Time Travel Shenanigans, Banter, Rooftop Confessions, Found Family Vibes, Light Angst (Happy Ending), Humor.
Warnings: Mild language, Brief mention of getting wet/messy (falling into water), Ekko being a lovable dork, Reader teasing Ekko.
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You squinted at the contraption on Ekko’s workbench, tilting your head as if a different angle might make it less intimidating. “Okay, so you’re telling me this thing can reverse time?”
Ekko grinned, leaning casually on the edge of the bench, his goggles perched on his forehead. “Not just reverse time, perfectly recalibrate it. It’s a work of genius, really. I mean, look who made it.” He gestured to himself, smug as ever.
You folded your arms, raising a skeptical brow. “Right. Because last time you tested it, you didn’t accidentally erase three hours and get stuck reliving Vi slapping you on repeat.”
His grin faltered for a second, but he quickly masked it with a laugh. “That was… a minor calibration issue.”
You snorted. “Minor. Sure. So, what’s the big plan now, Dr. Clockwork? More experiments?”
“Not exactly,” Ekko replied, his tone turning softer. He straightened and stepped closer, rubbing the back of his neck. “Actually, I was thinking I could, uh, use it for something else today.”
Your teasing expression melted. “Oh? Like what?”
Ekko hesitated, his hands fidgeting with his work gloves. “I thought maybe we could… hang out? Somewhere that isn’t the workshop or a battle zone. Y’know, like normal people.”
“Normal people don’t time travel for fun, Ekko,” you quipped, but your heart fluttered at his sudden nervousness. He wasn’t usually like this—so unsure of himself.
“Yeah, but normal’s boring, isn’t it?” He finally met your gaze, his usual cocky smirk making a triumphant return. “So what do you say? I can use the Zero Drive to make sure our day’s absolutely perfect. No awkward moments, no bad jokes—”
“Wait, you think your jokes are bad?” you interrupted, feigning shock.
“Focus!” He grabbed your shoulders gently, shaking you with mock urgency. “I’m trying to be romantic here!”
You burst into laughter, swatting his hands away. “Alright, fine, time boy. Where are we going?”
Ekko beamed, grabbing his goggles and securing them over his eyes. “You’ll see. Just trust me.”
Ten minutes later, you were both soaked, standing ankle-deep in the murky water of Zaun’s lower levels.
“Trust me, he says,” you muttered, glaring at Ekko as water dripped from your hair. “It’ll be fun, he says.”
“Okay, in my defense,” Ekko started, holding his hands up in surrender, “this wasn’t supposed to happen. The platform was stable a second ago!”
“Sure it was,” you deadpanned, wringing out the hem of your jacket.
“Alright, alright,” Ekko said, fiddling with the Zero Drive on his wrist. “I’ll fix it. Just give me one sec.”
He pressed a button, and a blue glow surrounded him. With a flash, he disappeared—and a second later, the platform reappeared, solid and dry.
“See?” Ekko said, grinning as he popped back into existence. “Problem solved!”
You blinked. “Uh, not quite.”
He frowned. “What do you—”
A loud splash interrupted him as you shoved him off the platform and into the water.
Ekko resurfaced with a gasp, his goggles askew. “Oh, you’re dead,” he growled, but the laugh bubbling in his throat betrayed him.
“Catch me if you can, time wizard!” you shouted, already running up the rickety staircase.
Ekko grinned, shaking his head. “Oh, it’s on.”
The rest of the day was a chaotic blur of laughter, near-misses, and Ekko occasionally rewinding time to avoid disaster. By the end of it, you were both sprawled out on a rooftop, watching the lights of Piltover twinkle above.
“That,” you said between breaths, “was the most fun I’ve had in… forever.”
Ekko turned to you, his eyes soft. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” you said, smiling. “But next time, no time travel, okay? Just us.”
Ekko chuckled, resting his head on his arms. “Deal. But only if you promise to stop shoving me into gross water.”
“No promises,” you teased, leaning closer.
He smirked, reaching up to flick your forehead lightly. “You’re impossible.”
“And you love it.”
“Yeah,” Ekko said quietly, his voice losing its usual bravado. “Yeah, I do.”
Your cheeks flushed, but before you could reply, he spoke again.
“Now, uh, don’t make this awkward, but I may have rewound this moment a couple of times to get it right,” he admitted sheepishly.
You stared at him, wide-eyed. “Ekko!”
“What?!”
“That’s so cheating!”
“Hey, I told you, I wanted it to be perfect!”
You groaned, burying your face in your hands, but you couldn’t hide your smile. “You’re lucky you’re cute, time boy.”
Ekko grinned. “Yeah, I know.”
And for once, you let him have the last word.
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enthusiastic-nimrod · 4 months ago
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Cowabunga, Dudes!
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dragonmermaidcrossing · 2 years ago
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delsincloud · 2 months ago
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half-a-life · 1 year ago
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And perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.
Madeline Miller
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Prague, Czech Republic 🇨🇿
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pwh3 · 6 months ago
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Sunset at a rooftop bar in Manhattan.
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alaritheaurora · 17 hours ago
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I drew Etho from an au I'm working on where all the lifers (and maybe empires and hermitcraft?) are trapped in an area where the air is toxic and turns you into a super powered mutant/hybrid (this has the side effect of making you go insane).
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Closeups and some notes under cut
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I only just conceptualized this au today, and originally just drew Etho because "haha, gas mask and blue cool" but from what I've thought of, I know that Etho is meant to be a fairly menacing and morally grey character in this. He's looking out for number one. So he ends up hoarding resources and kind of being a sort of like, wandering trader type guy? Like he trades a lot of medical stuff for like, food and weapons and things that could benefit him. About his design. So he's in the early stages of mutation. I'd say mutation efficiency varies from person to person. So I'd imagine Etho got a gas mask fairly early on, about a week or so, but the mutation grew very quickly on him. So while he still has his wits about him, he's definitely less compassionate and a bit more brutal than before. He doesn't take the mask off unless it's to eat and drink. He used to have black hair, there are some bits remaining. And obviously his ears have changed and he also has a tail. His skin is gradually paling and his veins, inside of mouth, and blood have turned blue. Any blue bits on him (eye, tail, claws) glow in the dark. The like, fog that's surrounding him is his manifestation of an ability. He can, control oxygen and heat levels with his breath? I guess? That's the best way to explain it. Like, his breath is super cold, so he can breath frost, and freeze things over to an extent with it. But it's also very oxygenated, so he could breathe underwater if he wanted to (this man is a CHAMPION at mouth-to-mouth resuscitation).
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giulzart · 1 year ago
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Selfishly thinking that Orion could be persuaded to act in one of the band music video. Just once.
Anyway, go play @infamous-if cause it’s amazing!
Little bonus, I put the rambly scenario that sprouted these under the cut in case you wanna know more 🤷‍♀️
It’s got to be a team effort and a chore to get Orion on board but somehow they manage to convince him in the end(cause he got a soft spot). In my head the idea was Violet and Rowan’s, Iris jumped right in cause it sounded fun and then Jazzy and Devyn joined in. Chris tagged along too cause heck yeah. They all come up with a list of pros and cons cause they know that Orion will fight against it, but thanks to Devyn they come up with sound and logical enough reasons. Rowan and Violet do the presentation and after a lot of debate, Orion accept in the end to everyone (and his own) disbelief. The video is a success, the views count gets higher and half the comment are about Orion.The band tease him relentlessly and Orion swears never again. The end.
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bogpetri · 2 months ago
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The Dying Autumn
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lurkingshan · 5 months ago
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Very normal and standard practice to give your new collaborator your monogrammed personal jewelry to mark the beginning of a work project
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tragicotps · 1 year ago
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Marisa coulter + ART (part 2) [Artwork from French comic book illustrator Jean Pierre Gibrat]
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