Danny never thought that he could "major" in languages, and get a job as a translator. But apparently knowing all the dead languages by default and being able to time travel with the help of your ghost tutor was pretty useful outside of Amity.
It happened purely by chance, he was walking through a museum and started laughing because of a mistake in one of the sentences that completely changed the meaning of the text. The museum manager, of course, did not believe him, since many people had said that the piece was "impossible to translate". But he study it anyway.
Days later they were looking for him to translate all the things from that time. And he just carried on with it, in many more civilizations. In some cases he even asked for a few trips to the past to Clockwork to verify.
It got to a point where the wizards, heroes and villains over the world knew him as "the translator of dead languages" and some of them even tried to kidnap him to perform a summoning ritual. Danny rolled his eyes and easily freed himself, but the League assigned him an "escort" anyway.
Exasperated, the halfa escaped from his escorts and continued his work as normal. Superman almost fell out of his chair at the Watchtower meeting when he was informed that the boy had translated the language of Krypton and other missing planets. Besides having managed to lose both the Flash and Green Latern, what the fuck?
Geralt keeps waking up miraculously healed from contracts.
Witcher healing is good, yes, but not that good.
And it doesn't work if he goes into towns. He's undoubtedly weary of the phenomenon, but he can't exactly do anything about it at the moment.
One night, after a hunt was significantly easier than expected, he's hopped up on too many potions, and the world has blurred and everything is TOO MUCH.
Except for the soft yellow light in the distance, moving closer to him. As it gets closer, so too do the soft twinkling sounds. The ball of light hums and sings to him, even as he can barely focus on it's presence. He feels warmth in his wretched shaking hands and spares a second to glance at them, watching in shaken awe as a wound heals before his eyes.
Ever since the night where he saw the glowing ball, he begins looking for signs of someone or something following him. He's healed and sung to, but what could the creature actually want from him? Why bother with it all?
So one night, when he's bandaged up a scratch wound on thigh, he pretends to sleep. He waits, waits, waits, until finally he hears the twinkling chimes. He springs up and forward, snatching it out of the air, and looking at what he's caught, ready to demand answers, only to see a very startled little winged man staring at him.
A fairy?
"Why do you heal me?"
"Because I like you, obviously!"
"You don't know me."
"Oh, but I do! I've been watching you for a few months now!"
"....Hmm."
"You're my muse! I've written songs about your adventures, would you like to hear?!"
What do you do when you're writing and a character forces their way into the plot early? You accept it, but plan to remind them at a later date that they're very much pinata shaped :)
My spouse and I never go on any "pre-planned dates" because something ALWAYS happens that makes it where we have to cancel. For example, today, we had a whole day planned. Woke up this morning to a busted water heater, water going everywhere. That's fine, it's fine, we'll turn it off. We'll get it taken care of. Get in my car, and it's just vibin, and when I say vibin, it's vibrating at an unnatural ability.
who runs .tv where did this come from I wonder….dropout is on that service, watcher hoped to be on that service, now the try guys are launching their platform. I wonder what company owns the servers…I mean the UI looks similar between 2nd try and :Dropout
what a strange moment in media history we’re living through….production companies too big for YouTube and not large enough for “mainstream” that are beginning to go their own ways, who knows how companies like this will eventually effect the media giants but ooou I’m excited to find out
Hi. I've been struggling to come up with the needed downpayment for my school this semester. I've tried selling things online but theyre not enough. I am already in my 4th yr hoping to enroll this semester so I can proceed to internship next sem. If you need any proof of my university and existence, I'll gladly share them. So please.
Any amount will do. Thank you for your kindness in advance. 🙏🩷
https://www.paypal.me/triciasantos
I wish I could help but I’m also a broke student, but I hope that someone will see this post or your original one, which I’ll reblog, and will donate and help and I wish you the best <333
I'm going back to university this September and I'm really worried about living by myself again with Tourette's.
It's only been just over a year since I last lived independently, but since then I've had my disability benefit taken away from me (inaccessible forms, no support filling in the forms, and misunderstanding the forms due to autism and dyslexia). It's a new university, so I won't know anybody, and I find asking for help very difficult, even if my tics are dangerous.
I'd like to get there, be myself, tell everyone about it and how they can help me, but I've had my tics laughed at, shushed, and judged by so many people so many times that I expect people to not understand. I won't have the money to order food when my tics are too much to cook, I won't have the money to buy the CBD I rely on to reduce the severity of my tics.
Living independently is super scary with a disability. It's stressful not knowing if people will understand or be helpful.
okay now i have a follow up question because now im oddly invested in this: when akaashi throws the tennis shoe at the cockroach and misses and the cockroach then disappears, what’s the next move?? do you call someone for help ??? do you guys just like leave ?? do you have an exterminator on standby ????
we are on HIGH alert for the next 5 minutes, like back to back scanning the room for any movement. if we find it, he tries again. if he misses again god forbid or we cant find it, we just have to leave the room until we forget abt it and PRAYYYYYY it wont come back.
roof leaking. ugly water spot on ceiling of bedroom. despair. agony. panic. millions of phone calls to different contractors. finally. a single kindly older man. very professional. fully licensed. his company can come this week. his company can accept half payment now and half later. no problem. can we actually come earlier? like today? I am 🥹🥹