#[[ threads ]] crack

[kingofmyborrowedheart]

This saga is cracking me up.

[little-pondhead]

I’m Not The Sun

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Y'know, when Kon ‘died’, do you think a grieving Tim could have mistaken Danny for his best friend? Do you think that, in a moment of desperation and exhaustion, he might've kidnapped a floating Danny in an attempt to bring Kon home? And when he realized he kidnapped a random civilian, do you think he still kept Danny for a while as a replacement for Kon?

Do you think Danny got tired of being called 'Conner' after the first week but was too distressed himself to correct Tim? Trying to leave or tell the fellow teen his name was Danny was obviously sending the kid into a spiral. He seemed to think Danny was the dead spirit of his best friend. Maybe if he played along, this Conner guy would show back up?

Hopefully, before Tim completes his cloning research. Danny's been doing everything he can to sabotage the equipment, but even with ghost powers on his side, Tim is a smart person. Every time Danny sets him back one step, Tim takes two steps forward. And since he's well outside of his haunt, Danny is starting to feel weak and ill from lack of ectoplasm. He's running out of time.

Do you think Kon would feel upset that his best friend replaced him?

[homoeroticgrappling]

He ain't slick, I saw what it said before he edited it

I will now be overthinking about this until Saturday

[affixjoy]

[mysterycitrus]

reading comics not for enjoyment or leisure but a secret third thing (to win arguments online)

[ilynpilled]

i strongly agree that “shipping” should not be automatically conflated with annoying tendencies that are very common in fan spaces, and you are not a more earnest and intellectual fan or whatever if you are opposed to it and neglect it lol. it is a sentiment that i have noticed growing as a reaction to how ship centric and virulent discussion of art can become, but romantic relationships and sex obviously can and will typically be an extremely integral part of characters and stories, and it is pretty hilarious to act like and imply that “it is not worthwhile, it is unserious and just self indulgent, and it diminishes what stories and dynamics are really about.” if you are vigorously opposed to engaging with these aspects of characters and their stories and are condescending towards others for doing so you might be missing huge chunks of the very writing you herald, which does not make you all that different from the people you are fuming about lmao

[starry-bi-sky]

*grips Shen Qingqiu by the shoulders*

aren't you tired of being nice? Don't you want to crack under the pressure of the system and the robbed autonomy of being forced into a role you had no choice in but have to play anyways? don't you want to buckle under the realization that, to you, no matter what you do your life is going to end in a horrific death? Whether that be under Luo Binghe's hands or the System's?

Don't you want to realize that no matter all the good you have done and the lives you have changed and saved, you're still standing at the ledge of a cliff with a sword to your disciple's chest?

Shouldn't it be you at the edge instead? Balancing on the crumbling dirt's end of death on either side, and you can either walk into it or be forced?

don't you want to go apeshit?

[unshackled-instinct]

@thekingofmuses

"Before I kill you, Kyo, you will experience the ultimate humiliation!"

[hells-sirenqueen]

"...exactly. We may have mended a bridge between us but I can still sense some resentment from you. If Lucifer and I are out of the picture, taken out by God, you'll finally get your bittersweet revenge of being publicly punished for the crimes we committed against you. We were not, as they say - a match made in Heaven, despite what God intended for us. Never were, never will be. I know there is still a part of you that hates me with every fiber of your being. You want me to suffer. You want me to die. Well, if things go as I think they might..as most of my gut feelings are correct thus far, you'll finally get your wish, Adam. Congratulations. You'll be finally rid of your first wife and the angel that stole her away from your grasp." Lilith stared down Adam, hands firmly on her hips,"Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me that you don't want to see us fall. Tell me that everything we've worked towards this past month actually meant something to you..I have my doubts.."

@dick-meister

[truly-quirkless]

[ @themultiversebundle || DM'd to plot!]

It had been a relatively normal day..as normal as things got, now that Yagi and Fin had somewhat(?) befriended a strange Quirk-holder kid who went by 'Cody'. It had been maybe a week since the teen had started crashing in an empty dorm in the faculty's dorm building, and the two were out and about. They had gone to buy groceries since their supplies were getting low, and it was such a bright, peaceful day...

Until an explosion rang out from a nearby street. Almost on instinct, the two were rushing over- Fin with a hand on their hidden pocket knife, and Yagi on his own recently-acquired pocket knife (he may have been retired, but Hell if he'd go down without a fight). The two paused, however, as they came across the street in question... And the child currently going haywire.

"We needa calm that kid down...!" Before more damage was done. The duo let go of their handles,- Yagi rushing to knock a civilian out of the way before he could get crushed by a light pole, while Fin shot forward- hands latching onto two youths that were standing stock-still, staring at the scene.

"Y'gotta move, kids!"

[spiderman2-99]

[@templeofvengeance]

A breeze rustled by, Khonshu manifesting out of dust and looking around. That's funny. The office is unattended. There were still various holoscreens on display to look at, the nosy moon god browsing for useful information. At least until he detected movement.

... Oh.

His eyeless skull just... stared at the blue ball on the desk, mistaken for a plush toy if it wasn't moving on its poor little nub feet. Oh dear.

"... Either you're a truly unfortunate variant," Khonshu's tone made it clear he was struggling not to laugh, "or the victim of a truly unfortunate curse, Miguel O'Hara."

It had taken... a lot of hassle just for Miguel to be able to shut himself into his office after Piper and LYLA and Peter (and basically every other spider-person that could see Peter walking to the damn room with him) had their little laughs at his expense.

Yeah, how'd you like it if I cut all your stipends, huh? Ustedes imbéciles.

But he'd... somewhat managed to keep up with the pile of work, even in ball form, having to jump from key to key (with a physical keyboard even!) like some demented Jiminy Cricket parody.

The sudden wind, however, knocks him off course with a wet splat onto the table. (seriously, what even is his body filled with?) He lands nubs up like a turtle run over by a car, uselessly writhing and wriggling in an attempt to upright himself-- because of course he isn't able to roll.

And just to make things worse, there's the voice of the shocking god of the moon! Wonderful! Truly! Just let everyone else in the multi-verse gawk at the leader of the Spider Society like this, why dontcha?

Miguel's unable to even call out for help, or for Khonshu to piss off, or... anything, really, other than writhe around in place, stuck to the table, nubs running uselessly in the air.

This would not be the first, nor second, nor thousandth time he's wished for sweet, merciful death in the nightmarish few hours he's spent like this.

[aloneonceagainaspredicted]

There's just something so fucking great about the concept of characters like Zeke Banks and Peter Strahm having this complicated relationship to serial killers while having such a strong urge for justice and finding the truth???

Specifically, I love to think about how in the middle of their games of cat and mouse, or at those moments they inevitably share as they sharpen their knowledge on each other and get close enough to bump, when their intentions get a lot more nuanced as they insist on combing through them later again and again... that connection and obsession shoves everything else to second place. Seeing one another tunnels their vision, and their actions will follow rules made on the spot.

But then the world keeps on turning around them when they leave the crime scene with blood on their shirts and a gun that may or may not have been pointed but never used, piles of mangled bodies from 'collaborative traps' and distorted audios calling the remains of another horror story a chance for 'redemption' never stop being found; survivors slam doors in their faces when they come for statements and sob their hearts out at their closed off support meetings— suddenly, it's their place to show remorse, perform the respect and compassion that's lacking in their lovers... and how it impacts them to carry that burden they, against their own better judgement and all good reasoning, carry because they only give this much of a tangible fuck when they're put face to face with that damage.

It's just breathtaking, to wonder how ignorance is bliss and they cover themselves in it for the sake of something they want so badly. The guilt that comes when the blanket slips right off, yanked back by their lovers. Maybe even by themselves, punishment for their own broken vows. Weakness.

[cornelianlute]

@ragingfists

"I have noodles for servants??" She's confused. Why would food be posing itself as her servants.

[soulgathered]

"isn't it always spooky season in chaldea ? you are all ghosts and dead..."

[oakthcrn]

❝ 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐧?! 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! ❞

[the-crimson]

I just got around to watching cucurucho’s debut stream and I don’t think the server is getting whipped or the islanders are gonna leave purgatory to a new server/island. I think the islanders are gonna escape purgatory, return to the island, and fix this mess.

Going to another island would only prolong the inevitable because Forever is already infected with the shadow virus which means it’s only a matter of time before he infects everyone else or the new island just by being in their presence - not to mention what ever spell he’s gonna perform for dark cucurucho.

I don’t have the brain energy to form any theories on how all this connects to the eggs disappearance and everything going on but I don’t think this is the end of the island. It’s only the beginning to the islanders war against the shadow virus/dark cucurucho.