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Bilbo: wait I get it now. The dragon is a metaphor for greed and power. We need to ‘defeat’ it by being humble when we get the treasure.

Thorin: Bilbo, for the last time, it’s a real dragon and it has my gold

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It may even just be my vibes being off. I felt fine under the protection of my blanket, but then I got up because I was hungry and suddenly everything feels like it's been moved a centimeter to the left. It may be something about the day, it maybe something about the video I was watching, or it may just all be in my head. Regardless, it's making it difficult to focus at the moment

Either I fell halfway into the Backrooms and was through back out some time in the last ten minutes, or my room just gained a new entrance to the Backrooms

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Why are there 2,000 of you now? hold on. I blinked. Where did y'all come from?

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Part 1

Jason took Danny to his apartment. It wasn't even a question of where the kid was going, but instead a question of how the hell he was going to take care of a child. None of the former rogues he knew had children, and neither did the Outlaws- Except Roy.

Roy had a kid. Lian, right? Maybe he'd be able to offer some tips?

Jason wasn't fond of the idea of asking for help, but he did not want to fuck this up. This kid had just been witness to the death of his sister. There was no way he was going to make life any harder if he could help it.

But that all had to wait. Danny was still crying, though he'd settled a bit, and was still freezing. If he wasn't already aware the kid was a meta, he'd've been worried. As it stood, he was more worried about not being frozen before they made it to the heated apartment.

The motorcycle was a no-go with a child in his arms, so Jason was stuck to walking the block and a half through Crime Alley as Red Hood and carrying a crying child. On one hand, no one would so much as look twice because of his ever growing reputation among the civilians of the Alley. On the other hand, news was certain to get back to the Bats, no matter how many safe guards he had on his, admittedly weak, security system throughout his claimed territory.

Oh, well. Child first, Bats later.

Almost no one was out that night. There was a vibe about Gotham that screamed even more danger to anyone out-and-about if they could help it. The people that couldn't seek refuge inside were hiding away.

Danny, some time between where' he'd appeared and actually getting to the apartment building, had fallen asleep. Tears were still falling, which was a huge concern for several reasons, but he seemed otherwise fine. Jason would still have to check for injuries, but that would wait until the kid woke up.

The building was quiet. The rent was cheap, so every apartment was filled, but the people of the Alley knew how to keep secrets, so he wasn't too worried about this particular safe house.

None of the buildings in Gotham rented out the tops floors, so the entire floor was basically one room. The elevator didn't go up to it, but the staircase did and had a lockable door. This is where Jason made his safe house.

Straight from the staircase door was an empty entryway that lead to the roof access ladder to the right of the door. Passed the trapped door was the entire open floor that had been renovated with the basics any anti-hero could need: a kitchen, a bathroom, two bedrooms, a lab space, and infirmary space, and the rest was an open sitting room. (Of course he'd walled off the bathroom and bedrooms on his own.) All of the windows were covered or blacked out and there was only one door into the floor.

Jason put Danny down on the sofa against the wall. He could see the kid from anywhere in the room, so he wasn't too worried about missing him. There was a slight concern about Danny waking up while he'd stepped away fro a minute, but he knew from experience that crying oneself to sleep was bound to knock him out for a few hours.

Quietly, Jason stepped into his room and stripped himself of his gear. They'd leave for his actual apartment when the kid was more stable and awake.

Part 3

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I've gotten enough eyelashes out of my eye by now that I can say that, should there be a need, I will be able to put in and take out contact lenses

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I propose a question to my fellow nerds:

For the purposes of this poll, and because he's my favorite, we'll be treating Jaybin as the hero is was, meaning that we should assume he was given the highest honor in every afterlife.

Requirements for each afterlife according to limited/quick research under the cut

Valhalla: Glorious death in battle

Elysium: Be a hero, favored by the gods, lived righteously having done exceptional deeds (at least 3 reincarnations of heroic deeds)

Fields of Aaru: Navigate the Duat and pass the final judgment of Osiris

Heaven: Live a Godly life, repent, get baptized, and have faith

Olam Haba: Adhere to the Seven Laws of Noah

Celestial Kingdom: Faith in Jesus Christ, be baptized, receive the Holy Ghost, strive to keep God's Commandments

The Underworld: Die

Pure Land: Deep and sincere faith in Amitabha Buddha and a strong aspiration for rebirth in his Pure Land, along with dedicated practice of the nembutsu

Svarga: Preforming Good Deeds and Righteous Living, Sacrifices and rituals, Charity and generosity, Honesty and truthfulness, Fulfilling one's duties, Compassion and empathy, Positive Karma Accumulation

All of this is surface level research, so please forgive any wrong information. Feel free to correct me in the notes, just don't be a dick about it.

This is all genuine curiosity on my part. This is not an invitation to preach in the notes

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"dead dove do not eat" okay then what is it doing in the fridge if not for me to swallow it whole?

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Wildest thing to me about the online safety act is that parental controls already exist on every device. Like my mp3 player has a parental controls option. Like why should i have to give up my privacy and risk my data being leaked because some people cant be bothered to check that their kids are safe online

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tiktok teen lgbts would not survive in the 80s and 90s when lesbians called gay guys fags lovingly and gay guys would call us dykes lovingly

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So, you know how AO3 is a non-profit

And Tumblr is owned

Do you think that in lore this translates to Tumblr being bound by the gods and AO3 resisting them

Imagine AO3 promising Tumblr that she'll free him one day

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Whenever Sox lays on my chest, he's pretty careful about where he steps, usually on my shoulder, collarbone, breastbone, and boobs. (He learned pretty fast after I locked him out last time he stepped on my throat) Last night, he was laying on me again. When he stood up, he put a lot of his weight on his back leg and stepped on my trachea. It hurt really bad and I threw him out after I could breathe properly again

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Big Sis and Husband are going on their honeymoon the last week of September. (Information I only know because they want me to check on their cats while gone) They've decided to go to Florida for a week. They can do whatever they want, but I will be judging their choice of vacation forever

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Mom just told me she's glad I don't have a job. Like, I completely understand why she said that because she's got surgery on Tuesday that'll put her out for 6 weeks at least and she's scared of being alone. I'm scared of her being alone, and so is Dad, but was "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm glad you don't have a job" really the best way to say that?

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Maybe it's something about today being a Sunday, but the vibes are...off and I don't know how to describe it as anything other than liminal

Either I fell halfway into the Backrooms and was through back out some time in the last ten minutes, or my room just gained a new entrance to the Backrooms

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Ao3- What if we held hands 👉👈

Tumblr- What if we kissed? 😘

Ao3- What if there was only one bed?

Tumblr- What if we were enemies .. who then became lovers?

Ao3- What if we were best friends who lost touch and later found each other again on opposite sides of a battle but only recognized each other after a long and brutal fight where one of our masks was ripped off and we were forced to see what we had both become, and with the last of our strengths we crawled towards each other and lay together watching the sun set one final time?

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Ao3- I mean... what if we cuddled?