#( technically not a motorcycle??? )

[kettlefire]

Prepare for the unexpected. (DPxDC)

Everyone knew about the reign of Pariah Dark. Even those who did not dabble in those realms have heard the tale of the tyrant. A power-hungry man who ruled over the dead with an iron fist.

Following the rise of Pariah Dark, his realm had been effectively cut off from communication. Many mystics and magic users knew better than to open the door of nightmares that could arise if Pariah Dark's reach went further than his own realm.

Except, the universe had plans to bring the realm of the dead back into the cards.

A new opponent, one that had all of Earth's heroes scrambling for options. A being with powers of a god over weather, destruction was on the horizon. A world ending threat.

It's the only reason the Justice League was doing this. In a deep bunker, far from close civilization as a precaution, the heroes looked on with grim expressions.

The world was already being threatened. It would be destroyed regardless of what the league did. So it only made sense to make the last ditch effort. To summon someone strong enough to defeat the threat.

No one wanted to do it. No one wanted to be the one to pull the realm of the dead back to the living. The consequences were untold if this succeeded. If Pariah Dark was freed and defeated the threat, whose to say he won't want control?

That was a problem for later. For the aftermath. For now, the league could only watch on with bated breath as Constantine completely the summon ritual.

They watched on as the shadows in the room seemed to darken and grow. As the sigil sputtered to life with a glow that was growing increasingly brighter. A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room, the temperature began to drop with eaching ticking second.

And then it was all gone.

The room stood perfectly still. Just as it had been moments before. Nothing changed. No giant king standing before them, no sign that the ritual worked.

The room stood deadly still for another beat before the murmurs started. The team trying to make sense of the situation, figure out what went wrong.

Constantine swore up and down that this was the correct ritual, taking offense that they would even think the problem was on his end. It only made it better when it finally happened.

A loud sound ripped through the room, pulling everyone's attention back to the summoning circle. Just in time to see a tear appear in the space above the circle.

A thin tear that ran the length of eight feet. The fabric of the dimension seems to curl at the edges, pulling back to reveal a deep glowing swirl of greens. A dark gloved hand reached through, fingers curling around the edge of the tear, stretching it even further.

A portal. The ritual had worked, but there had been a delay. A delay that had every hero nerves on edge. Each team member tensed, weapons at the ready as they watched the being stretch the portal to the right size.

Then, a foot stepped out with a heavy thud. A dark boot that looked otherworldly despite its similarity to mortal clothing. A deep black that seemed never-ending. A second foot quickly followed before a full body emerged from the portal.

Not many people in the room have ever seen Pariah Dark, let alone know what to expect. Based on what Constantine and Zatara had said, this wasn't Pariah Dark.

A man had stepped out of the portal, standing at almost seven feet tall, and built like a brick house. One glance at the glowing white hair, deadly red eyes, and shard teeth was enough to know this being was not to be messed with.

But there was no giant show of armor or royal garbs. There is no large crown at the top of his head or jewelry from the infinite realms laced around his neck.

Instead, the man stood before them in combat boots, worn-in ripped jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a spiked leather jacket. Despite his almost normal clothing choice, the man's jacket seemed to be a never-ending depth of the dark night sky. If one was to look closely enough, the cosmos could almost be made out in the sea of darkness.

None of that would have prepared them for when the man spoke. His tone sounded more bored than anything as he took a step forward.

"Oh, so now you need the help of the dead." The man had spoken, running a hand through his hair. When Batman took a step forward to speak, the man raised a hand. Immediately commanding silence in the single gesture. "I'm on babysitting duty and have yet to have a cup of coffee. I'll be right back."

Just like that, both the man and portal vanished into thin air. Leaving behind a group of stunned heroes. Not only was the man not Pariah Dark, but he was also supposedly babysitting.

"Did that just-"

The Flash had been the first voice to speak up, his eyes trained on where the man had once stood. Except he had barely made it through the first few words before the man was suddenly back.

The man that now had a child hanging off his shoulders and another teen being held up by his scruff. Unlike the man, these kids looked human.

Too human for Bruce's liking. The dark black hair and bright blue eyes had every heroes eyes flickering to Batman for just the briefest moment.

"This isn't fair! I'm not even the king. Why do I have to be here!" The teenager had been complaining the moment the man had reappeared. Arms crossed tight over his chest and seemingly used to being held dangling. "Besides, who brings kids to a show down! Wait til I tell mom about this."

"Aw, come on, Danny. This is gonna be fun!!" The younger girl seemed in much better spirits than the teen, Danny. She had climbed up the large man, sitting on his shoulders and resting her arms on the mess of glowing hair. "It's like take your kids to work day! Ooo, Dan! Can we fight too!?"

Unlike the two kids, the man looked purely exhausted and annoyed. The man, Dan, dropped Danny like a sack of potatoes as he took a long drink from the travel cup in his hand.

It didn't take a genius to recognize the look of an exhausted parent in Dan's expression. A look many of the league members were well acquainted to. A look that even had Batman grimacing with sympathy.

"Can it, little shits. You two were grounded, remember." Dan had growled at the kids before shifting his focus back on the team of heroes before them. His glowing eyes set in a deadly glare. "Pariah Dark isn't coming, and he never will. He's been dethroned and banished. We're the best you've got."

A summoning that started with a group of on edge and scared heroes looking for the ghost king, ended in a way no one expected.

No one was even sure if it made any sense. They weren't sure if they should feel hopeful or in despair.

Because truly, what was a ghostly man with two seemingly human children against a godlike foe with the control over the weather?

The unspoken question of power and ability seemed to vanish following Dan downing the metal travel cup of coffee, and crushing it in his fist.

He tossed it to the side, straighting up his posture as he looked over the heroes. Dan might not be a hero, but he's been playing family for too long.

An almost feral, bloodhungry grin spread across the man's face, sharp fangs on full display. The look made the man suddenly look even less human. He looked closer to a demon from the pits of hell rather than the exhausted parent he looked just a few seconds ago.

"Point me in the direction of this bastard. It's been too long since I let loose and had some fun."

[king-magppi]

☁️👼My cringefail unpopular fave🕶🏍

I haven't thought abt him in a while but I had this sudden burst of motivation to draw him!

[lethalfrogposting]

some various doodles of frogs living their best lives. i think garuru would benefit from a rock an roll tour

[incorrect-all-for-the-game]

Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.

Cat: Shit.

Jean: Wait, three?

Cop: Yeah?

Cat:

Jean:

Laila: OH MY GOD, JEREMY FELL OFF!!!

[keepyourpantsongohan]

Entertaining Highlights from Naruto Retsuden:

Kakashi being compared to both a mountain goat and a sloth in the span of a single page!!

For some reason, in a world of near entirely names of Japanese (or very rarely, English) origin, there's a blind astronomer named Jean-Marc Tatar, seemingly the only French man in the history in the Naruto universe, who is also friends with Ninja God.

This exchange between Sakura and Naruto: “Same old idiot as always.” “Me? Sasuke?” “Both of you, obviously.”

The reveal that there's a nap room next to the Hokage's office!

The insane reveal that Orochimaru has developed a pair of goggles that look exactly like Obito's from when he was kid but give you the power to use the Byakugan?!

Naruto perfectly landing motorcycle jump over a cat with zero practice while being shot at by laser beam drones??

Naruto's little antisocial scientist friend repeatedly saying how much she doesn't need friends and Naruto going, “I’m not gonna force you to connect with people or whatever, you know,” like that hasn't been how he's resolved every conflict he's ever had.

The incredibly specific take from Yamato that by himself he can raise a mokuton pillar 310,000 feet into the air to support the weight of a motorcycle. Babygirl. Why do you know this!!

Sakura, Sasuke and Naruto having this impressive little adventure in the clouds before it immediately cuts to Sai also thousands of feet in the air slowly suffocating of altitude sickness, who unlike them doesn't have an oxygen tank, because Shikamaru is not a medic but also maybe an idiot.

Sakura realizing that Sasuke is about to do something incredibly dangerous so they share a little kiss above Naruto's head (on a motorcycle, 660,000 feet vertically in the air).

[honeyglas]

Local butch and their beloved motorcycle

[breezy-cheezy]

WHUMPTOBER 22: Vehicular accident

Yes I’m still doing these. Slowly but surely, at least the ones I had distinct ideas for. Anyway! Deuce got in a blastcycle accident, Epel was on the phone with him when it happened. They were about to meet up for something for fall break or something….im sure they didn’t plan this. Ofc Epel called fantasy 911 first, but then…

He’s on the phone with Rook because as CRAZY AS HE IS, mans knows how to handle emergencies. Also look at his dumb picture please lmao

Please don’t tag with ship tags, thanks!!

[newvegascowboy]

dustrider

[kingwaino]

i have done...an absolute deep dive into blues and folk music tonight. it was 100% one of those blink and three hours have passed type of deals. worth it though.

[tehcherrya]

I seem to have garnered quite the audience for my art of Two Brains, and that has most definitely motivated me to go through with my first ever animatic! Just a short little something I thought I'd draw while the audience for it is still fresh.

Enjoy, Grand Expanse of Tumblr (tm)

[jam-packed]

thank god im not a journalist cus the amount of eye contact would kill me

[cobaltsoulsearcher]

It’s a zombie apocalypse, and you have three options for a getaway vehicle: a unicorn, a slightly faster horse, or a significantly faster motorcycle

Does the unicorn have healing properties? If so, the unicorn. If not, the horse. Horses don’t run out of grass and can be companions. What about you?

[sunroofangel]

a reminder to y'all that marinette is apparently canonically legal to drive a motorcycle

[foreignobjecticus]

Too much socialising always give me a headache the next day lol

But I fixed my friend's computer, got the replacement wall brackets drilled and up on the wall for my hanging baskets (I'll have petunias in them perhaps but it's not the weather for them yet), and used an angle grinder for the first time lol. (Come home smelling like sparks and with iron filings in my fingertips. Ahhhh it's like being home lol) Got the uptake tube cut out of my pressure pot so I can have more stuff in it now. (That pressure pot brand is called VEVOR and every damned time they send me an email to review it, I read it as an email from Zevlor. King.)

Talked all day but my cough isn't noticably worse, so I'd consider that better, iykwim. 7 weeks sick! Hurrah! I still haven't touched the bike. I'm totally shattered again even this morning. Thinking of going back to sleep but I've been playing musical chairs with the cat every time I get up and now she's settled again (after some gentle biting (by her, not me)), I don't want to move. Dios mio. When will the sickness end? lol

[muirneach]

one of my fav neil facts btw. i mean i doubt the motorcycle story part i just like that he was a lpci kid. a fellow tdsb public high school survivor 💪

[blackestnight]

While most prefer avian mounts, Hanami opts for motorcycles instead—her G-Bike is a Garlond Ironworks special, a one-of-a-kind combat bike developed in collaboration with Cid (much to his chagrin; Hanami’s rough handling meant that the first half-dozen models met tragic ends in the scrap heap. Her response to his pleas to stop crashing into walls or driving off cliffsides was to suggest he “Build better shit.”) On top of the buit-in weapon mounts and the option for hands-free steering (using pressure sensors under the handles to allow the rider to change direction with the knees), it’s faster and sturdier than even the best-trained chocobos, which allowed Hanami to use it to run down warmachina and blasphemies alike on the flats of the Magna Glacies. However, due to the monstrously heavy chassis and extensive customization to make it viable for mounted combat, the G-Bike isn’t feasible for mass production, or for transport across rugged terrain.

The Garlond GL-II, by comparison, is both smaller and cheaper to manufacture, being specifically designed for off-road driving across treacherous wilderness. Cid stripped the concept for the G-Bike down to its barest bones, then gave it a lighter frame for agility and control in order to create a vehicle meant for adventurers and civilians to get around the furthest reaches of the realms (at Jesse’s behest). While Hanami doesn’t get as much use out of it as she does her combat model, she enjoys using it to zip through the Thavnairian jungles or the rocky hillsides of La Noscea on leisure trips.