#well placed

[53v3nfrn5]

Initiation Well Location: Sintra, Portugal

A pair of wells, called the Initiation Wells, spiral down deep within the earth, like inverted towers. The wells were never used to collect water. Instead, they were part of a mysterious initiation ritual within the Knights of Templar tradition.

[buddieinmybeddie]

LGBTQ+ folk what was your gender/sexuality pipeline?

[sui-imi]

Funeral, right

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been seeing some discussion about canon/fanon sans re: papyrus' death, and then i thought, unrelatedly, "hey i wonder what he did with the dust"

[akanemnon]

No more pie before bedtime

[deecotan]

classic dad joke

[smileyobrien]

HAPPY STAR TREK DAY! 🖖

STAR TREK premiered in the United States on the 8th of September, 1966 with the episode "The Man Trap". Today, over 900 episodes across 12 tv and streaming series, as well as 13 feature films have been released, with more still in various stages of production.

[joshuamj]

Okay, but what if EoW!Zelda had to impersonate Link

[palms-upturned]

🇵🇸GAZA ESCAPE FUNDS🇵🇸

(Emoji description: two uses of the Palestinian flag emoji, end description)

UPDATE, July 8th 2024: I am no longer updating this post. My master list has now moved to this post on @vetted-gaza-funds so please check there instead!

UPDATE: I’ve hit the link limit on this post, so here is part two of this list!!

🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸

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Laila Shaqoura: €23k/€45k

@/lailashaqoura, number 152 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Wafaa Alnhal: €24k/€50k

@/wafs-posts, number 171 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Ruba Shaban: €26k/€100k

@/rubashabansblog, number 90 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Issam Aziz: €21k/€25k

@/haifaaziz98, number 179 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Amneh Sharif: $8.6k/$90k USD

@/amnehsharif10, number 140 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Nada Saftawi: €11k/€16k

@/nadasaftawi, number 182 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Iyad Sobhe: £11k/£60k

@/iyadsobhegaza, number 173 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Dr. Nasser Mohammed: £6.2k/£50k

(terminated, formerly nassermohamed9), Verified by nabulsi

Nahla & Amal: €3k/€80k

@/jrk85, number 178 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Ahmed Iyd: £10k/£150k

(terminated, formerly ahmediyds), number 116 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Renad Magid: £15k/£25k

@/renadmagidnew, number 128 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Amira Alanqar: €11k/€20k

@/ameera-anq, Verified by nabulsi

Mohammed Hilles: €21k/€37k

@/hmzamahamed3, number 176 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Rania Ibra: £13k/£35k (LINK NOT WORKING, WILL UPDATE)

@/ranibra71, number 154 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Malk Al Zaeem: $18k/$50k CAD

@/malkzaeem, number 129 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Amal Abu Shammala: €55k/€60k

@/amalisam96, number 24 on the spreadsheet linked up top

NOTE: Amal’s family has been evacuated to Egypt, but Amal is continuing to raise funds to support her displaced relatives and to recover from losing her job and being scammed out of $20k in the process of evacuating her family. Please keep on donating to her both the above campaign and this second campaign, which has raised $2.4k/$10k!

Nael Helles: $16k/$50k USD

@/nael-helles, number 85 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Ahmed & Dina: €23k/€35k

@/zinaeleenyamin, verified by nabulsi

Hani Al-Hajjar: €31k/€50k

@/skatehani, number 75 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Mohammed Alanqer: €32k/€38k

@/mohammedalanqer, number 174 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Salaah Bilaal: €50k/€70k

@/bilal-salah0, number 132 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Shahed Muhammad: $8k/$50k USD

@/shahednhall, verified by nabulsi

Nader Shoshaa: €6.4k/€120k

@/nadergaza, number 153 on the spreadsheet linked up top (thank you to @/rubashabansblog for sending me this campaign!)

Iman Eyad: £6.6k/£60k (LINK NOT WORKING, WILL UPDATE)

@/imanblogs, number 150 on the spreadsheet linked up top (thank you to @/rubashabansblog for sending me this campaign!)

Aya Maher: €4.3k/€25k

@/ayamaher44, verified by 90-ghost

Hamsa Mohammad: €5.4k/€30k

@/hamsamohammad, verified by nabulsi

Alaa Al Khateeb: £25k/£56k

@/alaaalkhateeb, number 99 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Mohammed Hoboub: kr17k/kr300k SEK

@/mohammedhaboub, verified by 90-ghost

Youssef Helles: €2k/€23k

@/omaryousef, number 206 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Amani Hasan: $18,934/$17,732 CAD GOAL MET!!!

@/amani93hasan, number 169 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Ahmad Turk: €7.1k/€70k

@/ahmadturk00, number 96 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Ahmed Ziad: £3.9k/£30k

@/ahmed-ziad, verified by nabulsi

Mahmoud Helles: €1.1k/€50k

@/mahmoud92hells, number 198 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Sujood Odeh: £53k/£70k

@/sujoododeh, number 64 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Mohammad Al Manasra: €11k/€40k

@/save-mohammad-family, verified by ibtisams

Mohammad Awni: €2.1k/€45k

@/mohamedawnisblog, verified by nabulsi

Raghad Qanou: £3.2k/£55k

@/rhq274, verified by nabulsi

Iyad Sami: CHF5.7k/CHF20k

@/eyadeyadsblog, vouched for by mohamedalanqer

Ahmed Al Ostaz: €12k/€70k

@/4665440875, organized by @/mo98h, number 125 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Yousef Hussein: $7.3k/$50k USD

@/06679799, verified by 90-ghost

Nesma Ahmed: $66k/$80k USD

@/nesmamomen, verified by nabulsi

Abdelrahman: €7.1k/€20k

@/anqer, vetted by el-shab-hussein

Mahmoud Balousha: €14k/€50k

(terminated, formerly mahmoud26), verified by blackpearlblast

Samer Abu Rass: kr59k/kr450k SEK

@/samerpal, number 196 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Dr. Mohammed Al Deeb: €18k/€30k

@/mohammedaldeeb, number 212 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Fadi Ayyad: $18k/$35k USD

@/mayadaayyad, number 144 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Tahani Shorbajee: $16k/$50k USD

@/tahanishorbaje2, number 112 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Yazan Ashraf Abu Safiya: €3.5k/€50k

@/yazanabusaia, number 180 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Mahmoud Saleh: €4.6k/€20k

@/mide444, verified by ibtisams

Ahmed Abu Shammala: €9.8k/€100k

@/ahmed8311, number 161 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Mohammed Thalatheeni: €21k/€35k

@/mohammedtalatene, number 135 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Ahmed Thalatheeni: €4.1k/€35k

@/ahmedaltalaten, vouched for by mohammedtalatene

Mahmoud Khalaf: €10k/€30k

@/mahmoudkhalafff, number 152 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Basma Al Ghoul: kr9.2k/kr400k SEK

@/basmaalghoul, verified by nabulsi

Mahmoud Hilles: €20k/€25k

@/hillesmahmoud, number 170 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Ezzideen Shehab: €29k/€75k

@/boshradaoud1 (organizer), number 2 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Farah Haboub: $1.3k/$120k CAD

@/farahhaboub, vetted by 90-ghost

Firas Muhaisen: $1.7k/$82k CAD

@/firasmuhaisenn, shared by 90-ghost

Shaheen Family: €2.7k/€35k

@/shaheenfamily1, shared by 90-ghost

Walaa Ahmed: $3.9k/$50k CAD

@/burningnightgiver and @/ahmed79ss, shared by 90-ghost

Ghada Saftawi: €1.3k/€10,250

@/ghadasaftawi, shared by 90-ghost

NOTE: Ghada’s family has been evacuated, but it took all the money that Ghada had! This fundraiser is to support her children while they are displaced in Egypt with no savings left.

Diya Shamaly: $23k/$90k CAD

@/familydeea, verified by nabulsi

Basel Ayyad: CHF2k/CHF60k

@/basel-1995, number 214 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Alaa Ayad: $2.5/$20k CAD

@/alaa-pales, number 395 on Operation Olive Branch’s master list

Mohammed Iwais: kr15k/kr500k SEK

@/mohiwais, shared by 90-ghost

Khalil Abu Baker: €1.3k/€30k

@/khalil95, number 187 on the spreadsheet linked up top

Firas Salem: €33k/€65k

@/firas-salem, number 111 on the spreadsheet linked up top

[ioletia]

America was literally built on violence, my dudes... Maybe clean house first before you throw stones?

[breesperez139]

Dc x Dp Prompt #6

“I’m a twin”, Damian said one night. He could feel the narrowed eyes of his family drilling holes on his back in disbelief. Not that he could blame them. Damian had never so much as implied being raised with a companion, much less a sibling.

“I had a brother”. Damian paused to recollect himself. He had not said his brother’s name out loud in over 8 years.

“His name was… Danyal”. Damian hated the way his voice wavered, but he could not help it. Danyal was everything to him, his other half. Their heart beat as one and when one heart stopped beating, the other one died with it. At least until his family put his heart on metaphorical life support without ever realizing.

“Where is he now?” His father asked, voice filled with knowing grief and a hint of betrayal. It had in fact been 6 years since Damian first showed up on his doorstep.

“Up there”. All eyes shifted towards the specific star he was pointing to. “Right before he died, he promised me he’d guide me from the stars. Unfortunately, the stars are not visible in Gotham, so my brother is unable to be of much help unless I leave the city.”

“Your brother is Polaris, the North Star?” Tim questioned warily, most likely in attempts to not offend him. Damian was aware of how stupid it sounded, but Danyal had promised, and his brother never broke his promises.

“Yes. Danyal is with the stars now, just as he always wanted”

[nevesceramics]

WIP peek at the hugging werewolves ♥

[hailsatanacab]

Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

[akanemnon]

Meanwhile with the bicker brigade...

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[bbbbbbbbatman]

Once Batman has revealed his identity to the JL, and after some strong encouragement from Superman and Wonder Woman, Bruce decides to try to start being a bit more "personable" with the rest of league. They've been colleagues for a decade and he trusts them all, and according to Clark and Diana this means there's no need for his whole mysterious "shadow of the night" bit, so he invites the league to dinner at the manor.

It is raining heavily, and even though it's not that late, it's nearly pitch dark but for the frequent lightning strikes. The league arrives together at Wayne Manor and the wrought iron gates stretch upward before them, ending in spikes at the top with ivy overgrown across them. They stand there, uncomfortable, wet, a bit weirded out, wondering how they're supposed to get passed the gates.

"This is creepy, right?" Hal says. "It's not just me?"

A voice. "Hello." As the league turns to the sound, thunder claps loud enough to startle everyone as lightning strikes, illuminating a small child standing on the other side of the gates that was definitely not there a second ago. He stands motionless under an umbrella, seemingly unbothered by the rain, expression vaguely irritated, and his eyes seem to flash green in the light. "I have been instructed to escort you inside."

The child doesn't move in any way but the gates slowly swing open, the creaking sounds sound straight out of a horror movie. Once they are fully opened, the boy turns and starts walking down the path without a word.

The league, some members quite freaked out at this point, follow him after exchanging some looks. They round a bend in the path and the manor comes into view. It is a massive dark structure, rising from the ground. Another lightning strike illuminates pointed spires, jagged edges, and it's gloomy, gothic nature. The sound of bats shrieking can be heard in the distance over the rain.

The league finally arrives at the front door, cold, wet, and thoroughly discomfited. An old man, a butler, looking out of time, opens the door, the child disappears inside. The butler welcomes everyone inside graciously but with a distant politeness. Despite the appearance of the exterior, the inside is well lit with warm light and seems inviting, though ostentatious. The league is relieved.

Until another massive lightning strike and thunder clap cuts the power off and the room is pitch black.

"Oh, you're here," a deep voice says from somewhere up above. No sooner are the words out than another lightning strike illuminates a dark, hulking figure on the staircase that was also definitely not there a second ago. At least two people scream.

Bruce is wildly confused as to why his guests are screaming, he didn't think any of them were afraid of the dark? The back up generator kicks on and the lights come back on and everybody seems to calm down. The rest of the dinner seems to go well (as well as a dinner can with the justice league and all of Bruce's kids) but strangely, to Bruce's confusion, it somehow only made his "spooky" reputation worse. He's not really sure why the whole league seems to think he lives in a haunted house.

[casscainmainly]

Reading Red Robin after having heard all the fanon takes is hilarious. It's like, oh. That didn't happen. That person didn't say that. That person did say that, but it meant something totally different in context. That happened, but it wasn't as big a deal as people say. That didn't happen. That person didn't say that. Again and again every issue it's actually so funny.

[quinn-joseph]

Eric & Frodo - A Quiet Place: Day One (2024)

dir. Michael Sarnoski