#just vague ideas

[piecanl]

nim... do u have any theory for qtubbo backstory or tubbo lore in general ? peeposhy

oh do I have the lore drop for you........

so first of all, credit where credit is due:

This is all very HEAVILY inspired by these two fics, please give them a read! The world building and storytelling is very elaborate and I cannot recommend it enough!!!!!!!!!

ok now to the theories I have:

Tubbo is Iskall and the Captain's son and grew up in Vaults, and because of the Captain he's an ender dragon just like him! (basically just read the first few chapters of the first link for more context because it's straight up what I hc as his creation)

His dads alongside other VH members teach him everything he knows about create and other related mods! While growing up he also gets closer to 5up and CPK because of their smaller age difference than with others on the server.

One day while on an End expedition with them both, Tubbo ends up wandering off deeper on his own. This leads to him getting lost in the void.

Thing is, because he is a dragon, he doesnt die in it like others would, so he just falls deeper and deeper in it,,,, until he ends up in a whole new place he doesnt recognize.

Where he ends up is a lush field and what he's greeted with is curious people in white coats. Despite his better judgement, he ends up following them out of curiosity.

Soon enough he has to deal with needles and arm restraints on a daily basis. That is, until he shows interest in his surroundings, particularly all the machinery. So the coated figures give him the means to create all he desires, studying from behind.

He is smart, really smart. Smart to the point of being put off of the medical procedures and onto the field. He creates factories, he helps develop better tools for the other scientists around him, and he climbs the ranks.

Tubbo becomes a respectable member of the Federation, having brains equal to his witty quips. But respect in the field came with a prize.

With his position he received more and information, a lot of it unsavory, a lot of which he had to keep his mouth shut on. Confidentiality was key.

Or it was, until he saw the kids. It was no secret the young scientist had a soft spot for kids, often being seen helping them with evaluations and lessons on their math, never ever raising his voice at them and patiently guiding them through problems. And when he sees all the kids? He breaks.

He joins a secret comity of Federation rebels, all conspiring on ways to take their employers down.

And yet despite their efforts to keep it secret, someone leaks.

There's no mercy for them, animalistic experiments, cruel treatment by their captures and a soon to be executed death sentence. Except the sentence never comes. They're too important, too powerful. So they're frozen, to be brainwashed and reused in the future.

The time comes when they're freed from their prison and introduced to others, relationships and bonds quickly form. And the rest is history

Bonus idea: CPK and 5up never gave up looking for Tubbo. As soon as he vanished they gathered everyone they could to scour the end, it for obvious to us reasons, yielded no results. Eventually though, years later, they got a lead in the form of an invitation. An invitation to a death game. Callum decided he was the one that was going to join.

[freezingwhitefire]

He never chose his name. Whenever someone called him it was always by a name someone else chose or something they chose themselves. He never truly had a say in it.

From the other children in the forest he was the one without a fairy even after Navi came to him he was still an outsider. To Malon he was fairy boy because he came from that forest and seemed so strange to her. To those in Termina he was whoever's face he was wearing unless he gave his name and even then it was what the Great Deku Tree called him. To some he was Mr Hero or Little Hero. In an Era yet to come he became the Masked Child or the Forest Sprite, and those felt the closest to who he might be. Someone called him the Hero of Time and that led to others calling him Time, something he enjoyed and yet loathed at the same time because it was a reminder of what had been but could never be.

He found out that his father named him Cadin while it was his mother who named and called him Link. He felt closer to those names after finding that out but somehow they didn't feel right either. Time was the closest followed by Link and Sprite. Once in a while he remembered gentle calloused hands holding him and a voice playfully calling him Kit and he wanted to curl into whoever that was and ask them to give him a new name, one that was his or just for him, but that passed quickly and he remained Time.

Some day he hoped that he could choose a name for himself, something just his that he could hold close and share with whoever truly wanted to know him, but until then he supposed that he could keep using the ones others used and gave him. He could be Link, or Sprite, or Time, or Cadin, or whoever else people wanted him to be. After all what person decided that their name didn't fit and ask for a new one?

... perhaps he should just listen better and maybe then it could come to him.

[havenshereagain]

DPxDC Idea

Danny working at Wayne Enterprises as some sort of engineer, uses the in-house app for all his blueprints and stuff

He starts getting notes from a coworker in-app, and assumes its this annoying older guy in his department who constantly undermines him because of his age, despite his education and past achievements (i feel like in this AU the Fentons react well to the reveal and they work together on a number of non-lethal ecto inventions that have Danny's name attached to them)

Except one day his coworker mentions never using the app, and Danny suddenly realizes there's only one other TD he could've been arguing with in the notes of the app

[welcometogrouchland]

Extremely bad batgirls comic I made featuring Steph's sex life and Cass' ability to read everything but the room

[bloomburnburial]

i think people should talk more about the unique sense of hopelessness which stems from the realization that “help” in the form myth promised you does not exist; there is no help coming and you must create from scratch the tools that will dismantle (or at least diminish) your own suffering, and do this not once but every day for the rest of your life

[starry-songs-canvas]

Take Care of Him

The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.

Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.  

(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right?  So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)

“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!”  Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.

“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.”  Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.

Danny snorted.  “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”

They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.

“Is he safe?  Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.

“…We keep each other safe.  And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”

“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.”  Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier.  It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny.  Or anyone else involved.

Danny shook his head.  “Nah.  He’s… moved on.  And with how crazy my after-life is?  I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier.  I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”

Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position.  “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me?  Better to let dead dogs lie.”

Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.

“Just, take care of him, Kay?  Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!”  He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.

Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”

Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane.  He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.

[radiance1]

"I need to find my darling husband!" Said Danny, dressed to the nines in a very elaborate royal dress with a lot of jewelry running through the ballroom after having been on the opposite end of a very worrying phone call.

"Seriously, what do you even see in that mortal!?" Screamed an observant and Danny stopped and leveled them with a glare cold enough to freeze over an active volcano and sharp enough to cut through obsidian.

"He makes me laugh."

Unlike those dead suitors went unsaid, but everyone at the ball (read: search for a bride/groom for the royal ghostling) practically heard it anyways.

Meanwhile over in the land of the living

Okay so Jason may have messed up. Now you see, he hasn't seen his platonic husband for tax benefits in a while, and he's been very careful to not let his identity as the Red Hood slip up before . Not even once in their relationship.

(He's not counting the time his in-laws sniffed him out as a Crime Lord, because Danny never believed them.)

Now, it wasn't exactly his fault he slipped up. You try to fight off an entire group after being pulled up on out of nowhere on the phone while trying to hide said noises of fighting.

Who was he calling? Danny of course since he said he was away for business. What business? Never specified and Jason wasn't going to pry.

So now here he was, bound 'helplessly' as Jason Todd along with a few other random civilians. Which, like, rude.

Wasn't he already good enough for this ancient ritual or whatever?

You know, he really should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device" he got that one time. Which honestly he feels like he should be surprised that such a thing exists but considering it was from Bruce. Well.

He's not surprised.

Oh, there's the Justice League now. Shame, he wanted to knock out a few guys himself- Oh, now he's being used to summon a ghost from the Infinite Realms of Royal Lineage.

Yea he probably should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device."

Wait a goddamn-

Is that-

"My darling husband!" Danny shouted, scooping him off the circle and away from the head cultist and swinging him around. "You had me worried sick!"

Now, he should ask the question anyone would in this situation when finding out your best friend and platonic husband for tax benefits was apparently a ghost of royal lineage.

"Why're you in a dress?"

"Okay, first of all I rock this thing." Danny huffed.

"That you do." Jason agreed rather easily.

"Second of all, blame those guys over there." He jerked his head in the direction of two very green floating eyeball people.

Not the weirdest he's seen, honestly.

The Observants were whispering to each other and leveling them-Jason in particular-a look.

"Now as you can see, I already have a spouse and I don't need another!" Danny hugged Jason closer for emphasis and he took the time to whisper in Danny's ear. "Did you really marry me to play the husband card?"

"Well, yes." Danny agreed. "But also because of taxes, because I love you and you're my best friend."

"So, we're still done for watching that movie right."

"Obviously."

A pained grunt came from below them and they both looked down to see Batman standing over a very unconscious cultist and looking up at them.

Hm.

He forgot they were there.

"So," Jason began, staring Bruce straight in the eyes. Batman's eyes narrowed. "Don't suppose we can push that forward to right now?"

"Yea, sure why not I'm not doing anything important." Danny leveled the Observants a look, and before either they, Batman, or the Justice League could do anything they both disappeared.

[lucabyte]

Taking pride in One's own appearance.

[macksartblock]

weird timing but s1 dads and their bastard fathers (and frank)

[twinsyy]

one of my most favourite things in sagau is the special connection the traveler has with the player (or creator)

i absorbed the idea that the traveller would be scared about the whole controlling their body and they cant do anything to prevent it thing the first time it happens

the first time it happens is, of course, after your game first loaded teyvat. when your hold over their world was first established

that beach, the beginning of your journey. and the first time traveller had felt completely powerless against a higher and unknown being as a traveller of worlds

paimon feels robotic. it’s like she is following a script, her movements calculated and unnaturally stiff

‘something is wrong,’ the traveller thought. ‘she was… normal earlier.’

because the teyvat world already existed before you entered it. you just condemned them to follow a code in place of their real and alive selves the moment you clicked to play this game

i like to imagine they slowly gain awareness. but the traveller being the most aware. and with the most developed opinion of you

they were scared at first, but when they gradually realized you were on their side. that you were helping them. guiding their hand with yours and journey this new land in a way they agree with

how could they not gain a sense of respect and admiration for you?

and since paimon is so close with the traveller, she was quick to become self aware like the traveller

and with or without the teyvat hero, more characters realize their existence. as well as realize how adoring you are

[lilybug-02]

Wow. That could not have turned out worse.

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--Full Series--

This comic will be on Holiday Hiatus this December and January! While on a cliffhanger? What a scam! >:/

[lazylittledragon]

ok i swear i'm not going to talk about my breakup forever but the thing that just keeps bothering me:

i know that not getting what you need in a relationship is a COMPLETELY valid reason to end it but also. i feel like having a very vulnerable moment where i opened up about my struggles with intimacy and being relieved that i didn't have to keep doing things i wasn't comfortable with, then being dumped a YEAR later because of my lack of intimacy. is something i should be allowed to be very hurt by???

[kitamars]

im not immune to mermay it seems

[cable-salamder]

Me when skeleton child finds her deer mom again (Ft. Some wonderful commentary from Cole and Zane)

[charlietheepicwriter7]

"Probably because they don't have a grave," Danny said, pulling out his vape. "Final resting places are--HEY!"

Nightwing held the pilfered vape above his head. "Where did you get this?" he asked, scandalized.

Danny jumped for it, but Nightwing was too tall! Even at 5'7 he'd have to use his powers to reach the vape; he had no chance as a 9 year old. "We're in Gotham! You're lucky I didn't get cocaine instead!"

[magicandmundane]

Imagine Omega’s first day of school and the ice breaker is the classic “three fun facts about yourself” thing, so she just hits them with:

I broke out of a top secret, high security Imperial base not once, but twice (on the second occasion I left it in shambles lol).

That trio of brothers you all know as my dads? Yeah, I’m actually like two years older than them.

I stole my dog from an Imperial scientist (rest in pieces, Hemlock).

The entire class is dead silent, not even crickets, then pandemonium. They need the lore.