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This is Charles. He wants to go on a journey around tumblr. could you show him around?

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I need a proper schedule 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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Holy shit it’s been a minute…. Uh…hi I’m back long story short…a lot of shit went on in my life mental health wise, family wise and all that but I’m back!

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Cheeseburber

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Echo : Subs are so fun to play with. All you have to do is hint at what you might do, back them into a corner with a look, or grab their wrist in a certain way and they're a wide-eyed mess.

Tony : What the fuck kind of Subway are you going to?

Sam: Substitute teachers deal with so much shit.

Natasha: Guys.

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Steve: Hey Echo , wanna third wheel on my date with Tony tomorrow?

Echo : Sure.

Steve: Bucky ! Wanna third wheel on my date with Tony tomorrow?

Steve: Great! I've always wanted to go on a double date!

Echo & Bucky : ...

Tony : Steve...

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*Trying to cheer Tony after a break up*

Peter: You broke up with them for a reason.

Tony : I know, I know. I’m just so tired of missing them. Tired of wondering why they haven’t called. Why haven’t they called?

Steve: Maybe because you told them not to.

Tony : What are you, the Memory Person?

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Steve: Who would you kill out of the four of us, Echo ?

Echo : Tony , easily.

Tony , laughing: What the fuck, man.

Echo : Well, Bucky would be too easy. They’d probably be into it.

Bucky, now standing in the doorway: What the fuck, man!?

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Bucky : Who would you swipe right for? Tony or Steve?

Echo : I would delete the app.

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Tony : Why are your tongues purple?

Bucky : We had slushies. I had a blue one.

Echo : I had a red one.

Tony : oh.

Tony :

Tony : OH.

Peter:

Peter: You drank eachothers slushies?

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Echo : ARE YOU-

Natasha: Fucking.

Echo : KIDDING ME?! YOU-

Natasha: Fucking.

Echo : IDIOT!

Tony : …What was that?

Natasha: Steve banned Echo from swearing, so I’m helping them out.

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tony: Everyone synchronise your watches.

natasha: I don't know how to do that.

Steve: I don't wear a watch.

echo: Time is a construct.

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tony: Those darn tall old people.

Steve: Darn em' indeed.

natasha: Don't worry, they'll be gone soon enough.

echo: * sharpening knife* Yes.Dead.

The Squad:

echo: Hahaha.

echo: ...Is this self- destructive behaviour?

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natasha: echo isn't answering their phone

Peter: I'll call

natasha: tony and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

echo: Hello?

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Magical gay meme :]

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Y/n- Charlie

Tony-lucifer

Who would be Alastor in this

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THE GOTH AND THE SYSTEM EP 1

I had just moved into a new apartment after getting a place at my dream job after working hard to save up and move out after a bad argument…it was thundering and raining outside. I was in the middle of unpacking when i heard a noise next door, probably my now neighbour, i decided to go over and introduce myself and also see if he or she is okay because it sounded like severe arguing.

I walked out and knocked on the door opposite and waiter for a few seconds as I could hear someone scrambling about as if they were getting dressed or trying to tidy up the place, a voice could be heard and it sounded as if they were telling someone to shut up before the door opened. A man with messy hair and almost puppy like eyes opened the door and he straightened himself out before smiling up at me, I could see his shirt was all crumpled and he looked disheveled so that must have been the noise.

“Oh, hello, sorry about all that noise if that’s why you’re here I mean it probably is because that’s what everyone is normally here for considering I’m constantly making some sort of noise, I’m rambling aren’t I sorry. I’m Steven and you are?” He asked after his cute little ramble before looking up at you properly after his ramble and froze taking a good look at his new neighbour…

I was dressed in a long black skirt that was decorated with lace spiders, a corset that perfectly matched the skirt along with tights that hugged my body as if they were perfectly made for each other. My hair was Matted (or braided depending on your hair type :>) and it suited my face perfectly, The corpse paint both freaked him out yet fascinated him with how perfect it was.

“Uh hello?” I said with a wave of my hand snapping him out of his trance, it was cute how easily distracted he got.

“Like I said I’m Y/n, I just moved in it’s nice to meet you Steven” i smile and shook his hand, he couldn’t speak, you looked like an angel in his eyes…a creepy angel but an angel non the less. He shook your hand and you both enjoyed a nice little chat before you decided to cut that convo short and head back to your place and unpack.

Steven’s POV:

I waved goodbye as she left, the was closed before I locked it and happily walked back to the sofa before I heard a voice.

“I know that look Steven, she’s just our neighbour and nothing more” Marc.

I looked to the fish tank where Gus two was swimming and saw his reflection in it with his usual stoic face and sighed.

“I know Marc but did you see her…she was perfect looking as if death came and blessed her with the beauty of it and don’t act like you weren’t checking her out to, you may not have been in control but I know you”

“I was at least more subtle about it, you were practically drooling over her not to mention I had to stop Jake from taking over to body, you need to be careful….” He spoke, I sighed knowing he secretly cared about me and didn’t want to end up getting hurt like how he was after things ended with Layla.

**MEANWHILE.**

I was fully unpacked and laid down on my sofa, my eyes looking up towards the ceiling as I remembered Steven, he was quite cute especially with his rambling but the arguing…who was he arguing with?, he was alone when he opened the door…maybe I was just overthinking I mean I talk to myself all the time hell I’m doing it now.

I got up and had a shower, I didn’t both washing my hair as I couldn’t be arsed to, soon I ended up in my bed dressed in comfy warm bat pyjamas before sighing.

I closed my eyes and decided to get some sleep, I’m excited about this new place I feel like I’m going to enjoy living here.

Writer note: (So sorry this took so long, family issues, starting a new job and planning my proposal anyway here’s part 1, would love some ideas for the series <3)

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Since I’m so nice you all get a sneak peek at the first chapter <3 also my fellow goths (and non goths) pls provide some ideas much appreciated

Sneak peak of The Goth and the System

You had just moved into a new apartment after getting a place at your dream job after working hard to save up and move out, you were in the middle of unpacking when you heard a noise next door. The noise was your new neighbour, you decided to go over and introduce yourself and also see if he or she is okay.

You walked out and knocked on the door opposite, a voice could be heard and it sounded as if they were telling someone to shut up before the door opened. A man with messy hair and almost puppy like eyes opened the door and he straightened himself out before smiling up at you.

“Oh, hello, sorry about all that noise if that’s why you’re here I mean it probably is because that’s what everyone is normally here for, I’m rambling aren’t I sorry. I’m Steven and you are?” He asked after his cute little ramble before pausing and taking a good look at you…

You were dressed in a long black skirt that was decorated with lace spiders, a corset that perfectly matched the skirt along with tights that hugged your body as if they were perfectly made for each other. Your hair was Matted (or braided depending on your hair type :>) and it suited you perfectly, your corpse paint both freaked him out yet fascinated him with how perfect it was.

“Uh hello?” You said with a wave of you hand snapping him out of his trance, it was cute how easily distracted he got.

“Like I said I’m Y/n, I just moved in it’s nice to meet you Steven” you smile and shook his hand, he couldn’t speak, you looked like an angel in his eyes…a creepy angel but an angel non the less.

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Reblog if you support asexuals and aren’t a COWARD

RB if your blog is a safe, accepting space for asexuals!

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Currently having no ideas of how to start each one ( plus had a shit March and was mentally drained) pls help 👍🏻🩵

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*Realises there is very little to no Goth reader x Moonknight.*

(Fr might make a full series of it so leave some ideas 👍🏻)

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You were walking down the dock when you suddenly saw Kat, she was staring out at the ocean full of boats as she was lost in thought, you were about to approach when an older man walked over to her and called her name.

“Katrina!” The older man called out walking over to his youngest daughter who looked over at him for a moment before rolling her eyes.

“I’m busy” she snipped.

“Was it really necessary for you to throw your toys out of the pram like that?” He asked referring to earlier when she had left the restaurant they were having lunch at, she left because he kept criticising her choices about being a detective.

“I was only trying to help” he defended himself trying to make it seem as if he was the victim in this scenario, she scoffed and turned to face him.

“Help?, Do you honestly believe I’m going to drop everything, jump on the next plane home and attempt to sabotage the pending nuptials of my ex husband, what planet do you live on!?” She stated with an annoyed tone, she sighed and went back to looking out at the lake.

So this was her father

You thought to yourself as you snuck closer to see what was going on between the duo, now you could see why she was so adamant about opening up about her father with you. Crouching down behind a boat ignoring the strange stares of couples walking down the dock you continued to listen.

“All me and your mother ask is that for once you take your life seriously. But no, instead you insist on this folly of living in the middle of nowhere playing cops and robbers while being a mess” he stated with a fatherly tone crossing his arms, he always tried to act like she never took her life seriously and she was sick of it…

“It’s not in the middle of nowhere, I’m a good detective no matter how much you and mum act like I’m not….” She said raising her hands as if wondering why it was such a big deal, she noticed his eyes softened.

“I wanted so much more for you than this Katrina….” He whispered walking up to her and placing a hand on her shoulder which she brushed off.

“I’m sorry that you think me such a failure dad, but I’m happier living here doing what I do than I ever have when living in the uk with the family. And if you can’t see that, if you can’t accept that then….have a safe flight back” she said walking past him and towards you, her father turned around to look at his daughter body that began to disappear from his vision.

You got up and followed her, once close enough you grabbed her arm and saw her normally stoic face was flushed and she was holding back tears…you pulled her into your arms and comforted her as she sobbed into your shoulder/chest.

“It’s okay….im here” you whispered while rubbing her back.

“Why…why am I never good enough” she whispered in a broken voice before continuing to sob in the comforting embrace of your arms.

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“Not only was I specific about my only rule while I trained and raised you all….but you deliberately broke it knowing how I would react!” Bruce scolded, his voice harsh as he spun around to face his four sons, Jason had a look of emptiness in his eyes along with Damian, Tim looked tired and hungry and Dick….well Dick looked at peace but also…sad still.

He knew killing the joker wouldn’t bring you back yet…he felt relief knowing the man who killed you was dead but…at the same time, something in his heart felt wrong…why wasn’t Bruce happy they avenged his daughter’s murder, sure it broke the one rule he had but he had let Jason get away with the rule before, along with giving Damian a free pass on his birthday.

“Bruce, we avenged Y/n, so what if we broke the only rule you had, it wasn’t even a rule technically since you have let Damian and Jason get away with it so many times” He snapped back at his father wondering why this was suddenly a big issue.

“I am aware of that, but they had logical reasons….i need you to understand that with the kinds of threats we face there is going to be collateral damage-“

“OUR SISTER IS GONE BECAUSE OF HIM” Dick shouted interrupting his father , his voice cracking and his eyes welding up with tears, Bruce was shocked Dick had yelled, of course this wasn’t unusual because the two argued the most but still…hearing him yell out of no where while there was no argument shocked him a little.

“….was she collateral damage too..?” The eldest Wayne’s voice broke as a tear slipped out of his eye, he excused himself and left the cave leaving a tension so thick it was almost like jello….Jason followed after him along with Tim which left Bruce, Damian and Alfred alone.

Damian looked at his father but spoke not one word to him before following his brothers to comfort the eldest, Alfred simply looked at Bruce with what could be a mix of a disappointed look and a look of shame…it was hard to tell with Alfred, he walked up and looked down at Bruce.

“Master Bruce, I have known you for many years…never would I have thought I would have heard you insinuating that your daughter was collateral damage….” Was all he said before bowing and heading upstairs leaving Bruce alone, all the words said were hanging around his head and he sighed before looking over at the wall where his eyes met a photo….a photo of you and him….

You couldn’t have been older than 13 in the picture…and you had just become Robin….you looked so happy and in that moment he couldn’t believe he had called you collateral damage.

“I’m sorry…..”

He whispered, but he couldn’t tell what he was apologising for….

(Part 2 of the little one shot I did a while ago)

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Hi!!

I just wanted to say I love your Forgotten Birthday twin sibling story! But I want to ask if it’s okay to use that prompt idea for a series of my own? It’s not going to be the exact story you wrote, I had my own ideas and wanted to know if your okay with me crediting you for the idea? If not let me know!! I am planning on some writings for my writing blog which is in a pinned post on this account.

Thank you so much for loving the series, and yes of course you can use the idea for a series of you own and yes please do credit me for the idea but anyways I wouldn’t mind you using the series as inspiration for your own one just credit me and would love to read it 🫶🏻

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Kayla: so wait you’re saying…I get powers?!?

Future Kayla: Yea and you help people with them it’s pretty cool

Micah: so wait you’re saying we actually left….and had a family…?

Future Micah: yea, in a couple years you’re gonna meet a guy and think he’s the love of you life….he’s not though

Echo: what…happened to me…?

Future Echo: ….Nothing that wasn’t my fault….I’m sorry

(Kayla- Marvel Oc, Micah- game of thrones oc, Echo-Batfam Oc)

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F/f- favourite flowers

Y/B/D-your birthday

“It’s not your fault you know” a gruff voice spoke out from behind, Dick swirled his head around to see his brothers…Jason, Tim and Damian all standing a few feet away from him all standing under a umbrella as the rain hammered down onto the graves and the eldest Wayne.

“Go away…”

He whispered with a Broken voice, his eyes welling up for the second time that evening, he knew why they were here….Dick had been spending most of his time the past few weeks down at this graveyard….they were here to bring him home.

“Dick….it wasn’t your fault….” Jason spoke, his gruff voice having an unusual soft tone to it as he spoke to the eldest of the four, Tim was holding a bouquet in his hand… a bouquet of (F/F) covered in raindrops enhancing the beauty of the flowers yet also the sadness of why he bought them.

“Todd is right, we have no one to blame but Joker.” The youngest Wayne spoke firmly, there was a tone of sadness though….as if through the anger his sadness was peaking through but he didn’t allow it to show, he would show his tears to himself later.

“You don’t get it!” Dick shouted standing up to face his brothers, tears streaming down his face, his eyes red from both the rain and constant crying, his body shaking but they couldn’t tell if it was from anger, sadness or the cold seeing as Dick had no jacket on

“I WAS SO CLOSE TO GETTING HER BACK!…she….she was only a few minutes away” he sobbed, his voice cracking as he fell onto his knees into a puddle, his hands covering his face as Jason crouched down placing a hand on Dick’s shoulder while Tim and Damian stood back allowing the two to speak…or rather Jason speak to Dick.

“We’ll get him….and we will make him PAY for what he did to her….i promise you that….cmon let’s go home….Alfred is worried sick about you” Jason spoke, his voice firm but comforting as if to confirm the fact they’ll get the joker for what he did….even if it meant breaking Bruce’s number one rule

Dick stood up wiping his tears and nodding, agreeing to come home, Jason wrapped his arm around the eldest Wayne’s shoulder gently rubbing it to comfort the man.

Tim placed the flowers onto the grave with a sigh and a pat onto the grave, they all turned and left the graveyard to head back to Wayne manor, As the car drove off the rain began to hammer down even heavier, strikes of thunder and lighting were seen and heard…as a crash of thunder was heard…the light from it illuminated a grave…showing what was inscribed…

Here lies (Y/n) Wayne

Loving daughter and sister

(Y/B/D)- 2023