#Baseball Card Vandals

[pikapikachupikachu]

[kraken-open-an-old-one]

First post in a while, trying to manage my anxiety and dread, at least my Cubbies are doing pretty well this year.

Bring it on.

Own this BCV Original.

[tastefullyoffensive]

“Baseball Card Vandals” — 50 Hilariously Vandalized Classic Baseball Cards

[pleatedjeans]

“Baseball Card Vandals” — 50 Hilariously Vandalized Classic Baseball Cards

[thegreatlearning]

I want to meet whoever runs baseball card vandals so bad. Funniest bitch ever

[dlnorton]

Where’s a Baseball Card Vandal when you need one?

1975

[sapporo-division]

SECRET FILE: 4th member

—{ Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves }—

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Ruichi (a.k.a. HIDE) is Yoichi’s alter ego and the true identity of The Scourger

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TECHNICAL INFORMATION

Name: Ruichi

Kanji: 龍一

Romanji: Ruichi

MC Name: HIDE

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Occupation: none

Birthday: N/A

Age: ???

Zodiac: N/A

Height: 176cm

Weight: 64 kg

Blood Type: O

FUN FACTS

Dominant Hand: Left

Likes: night sky, freedom, vandalism, torture, monster truck, and sport such as baseball

Hates: weak, Yoichi, confinement, anyone who defies him, police, detectives, and taken controlled

Favorite Food: Black Licorice

Least Favorite Food: Blue cheese

Color: Crimson

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PROFILE

He is the bad side of Yoichi that goes by the name Ruichi and known to be the mysterious vigilante The Scourger in the urban legend.

He is a tough and rebellious young boy who’d go out to cause trouble in the society to brawl anyone and tends to be short tempered, becoming extremely angry if he is ticked off (while he spouted curse words). When he is on a hunt at night, Ruichi is quite unstable because of his excitement to hurt others, going as far as to break everything in his way. He can be described to be a loner type. Ruichi never cares what’s happening around him and doesn’t usually like being around people as he rarely comes out and see the faces of people from his long slumber.

When he was manifested, he doesn’t have a purpose in life but to his own belief that violence is his pleasure and the only way of living. Despite his appearance to be young with a frail body, he has increased strength enables him to beat up people so easily and capable to fight for himself on his own using his special weapon

He eventually became the team’s trump card or secret 4th member of Polar Knights

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APPEARANCE

His appearance is the same as Yoichi of average height with a frail body, short black hair but his hair is fluffy that flips up at the ends and has bright red eyes while wearing an eyepatch on left side of his face. He also had a stronger and more violent presence

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Rap Ability:

[see Yoichi’s rap ability updated]

Switch (once Yoichi got knocked out during in battle, Ruichi appears and his ability is very different from Yoichi’s. His rap ability is powerful as Doppo, spitting out hardcore lyrics but the verses itself where gruesome and deadly that enables him to poison their opponent’s minds to have twisted illusions/nightmares, becoming mentally disable for a short period of time)

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Trivia:

Yoichi’s alter personality manifested itself whenever he fainted by having panick attacks or getting knocked out cold. Sometimes, he would come out during the night as well

When he is around, his tone voice is deep than Yoichi’s voice so people wouldn’t recognize it's Yoichi

Ruichi is a name that he made up for himself. He never had a name when he was created

He has unusual ability to sense people’s aura just by smelling

His favorite weapon he likes to carry around is a metal bat he enjoys smacking on the head

He had his own secret hiding place that was isolated from the city and kept other weapons as an emergency

He doesn’t remember the name or faces of the people he attacked previously but he can remember how many people he send hospitalized for over 5,000

[mangowavves]

a mistake 2: electric boogaloo

so last year i posted my spotify top 100 here, and seeing as this was a tradition for me on twitter (which i have since deleted) i will continue to post my top 100 here. i have not even looked through this yet, and like last year, there'll be a tl;dr link at the bottom of this post for your convenience.

xlxlx 1. good luck babe - chappell roan 2. your graduation - modern baseball 3. red wine supernova - chappell roan 4. hot to go! - chappell roan 5. the pugilist - keaton henson 6. apartment - modern baseball 7. two beers in - free throw 8. casual - chappell roan 9. caroline, please kill me - coma cinema 10. unlucky - lunar vacation 11. need 2 - pinegrove 12. new flesh - current joys 13. what once was - her's 14. time to pretend - mgmt 15. art school wannabe - sorority noise 16. i'm your dog - joy again 17. take me to church - hozier 18. god bless eric taylor - marietta 19. a portrait of - sorority noise 20. タイム・リミット - casiopea 21. kids - mgmt 22. float on - modest mouse 23. blonde hair, black lungs - sorority noise 24. re-do - modern baseball 25. like a star - mike krol 26. ティアーズ・オブ・ザ・スター - casiopea 27. cloud animals - icelandiceland 28. marcel - her's 29. Клетка - molchat doma 30. scottie spliffen - dikembe 31. next to you - macseal 32. careless mountain - icelandiceland 33. Судно (Борис Рыжий) - molchat doma 34. unknown / nth - hozier 35. still beating - mac demarco 36. east coast - riva lv 37. fine, great - modern baseball 38. little dark age - mgmt 39. dashboard - modest mouse 40. pretend - alex_g_offline 41. sober haha jk unless - hospital bracelets 42. dizzy on the comedown - turnover 43. brazil - declan mckenna 44. you are going to hate this - the frights 45. cherry wine - hozier 46. holiday - green day 47. 4000 - icelandiceland 48. cinco de mayo shitshow - marietta 49. work song - hozier 50. welcome to paradise - green day 51. crust bucket - the frights 52. i'm my own doctor - remo drive 53. a detailed and poetic physical threat to the person who intentionally vandalized my 1994 dodge intrepid behind kate's apartment - pet symmetry 54. wtf - boy pablo 55. tongues - the frights 56. dramamine - modest mouse 57. Люди Надоели - molchat doma 58. tommy's party - peach pit 59. among the wildflowers - the hotelier 60. missed the boat - modest mouse 61. show me how - men i trust 62. strawberita - remo drive 63. idk - fake tears 64. an ambulance - mike krol 65. death cup. - mom jeans 66. tarot cards - saturdays at your place 67. beach song - the read pears 68. keepaneyeout - beach bums 69. moonlight on the river - mac demarco 70. kilby girl - the backseat lovers 71. the bug collector - haley heynderickx 72. my kink is karma - chappell roan 73. art school - remo drive 74. where the sun sets - mars water 75. post party depression - night gaunts 76. organ of the wind - icelandiceland 77. yer killin' me - remo drive 78. dad rock - trsh 79. scott pilgrim vs. my gpa - mom jeans 80. ***hidden track*** - prince daddy & the hyena 81. evergreen - richy mitch & the coal miners 82. disco - surf curse 83. rock bottom - demo - modern baseball 84. to fall is not to fail - dear nora 85. white water - mock nine 86. the same - alex g 87. northern attitude (with hozier) - noah kahan, hozier 88. heart cooks brain - modest mouse 89. star catcher - vansire 90. young - vacations 91. too sweet - hozier 92. under my skin - jukebox the ghost 93. lampshades on fire - modest mouse 94. the spins - mac miller, empire of the sun 95. wildflower and barley (feat. allison russell) - hozier, allison russell 96. after midnights - chappell roan 97. lee - icelandiceland 98. my girlfriend is a witch - october county 99. from the subway train - vansire 100. season of the witch - donovan xlxlx link for the impatient

join me next year when i do this same thing again and half 60% of this be the same shit and the other 40% be total wildcards!

[kaihoku]

V23    SCHOOL - January, 1996

Rather than the score on a test sheet, I now find it more wonderful to be able to put more importance into the name that's written next to it.

~*~

The best times of my life are still in the the time I spent in middle school. The school I went to was huge and the classes for each grade spanned from A to J. The ground was so spacious, it had a baseball ground, a soccer field and even a couple of courts each for soft tennis and basketball. And I haven't even mentioned the gym and the school buildings yet. To me, it wasn't a place to learn, it was a place where I get to meet people. I mean, I do listen during lessons but I never take down notes.

That school didn't have a single regulation. In the student handbook, there were only the school anthem and road signs printed. Students can wear their pants baggy and their shirt collars unbuttoned and they can even bleach whatever they want. The freedom is almost absolute, though I did get chased down by teaches a couple of times after being caught doing some minor thing or other I shouldn't at the back of the gym building.

Bullying is slightly more rampant than it is now, I think. It's not the kind where lunch money gets extorted and more the sort where a kid would get manhandled into a toilet stall and have water sprayed over their heads. They'd get called all kinds of names like poison mushroom or whatever and be told things like, "Dayum, I came in contact wit'ya and now I can't wear these clothes no more!"

Strangely enough, though, you'd still see the bullies and their vic going home together after school and when they're in the same team in a basketball or soccer or volleyball match, they'd still pass the ball to their vic and basically get along.

The first high school I was in had conventional rules in place. Anyone who had naturally frizzy hair or if their hair was naturally brownish, they'd have to carry documentation that proves it's natural. In the end, though, I only went there for a year. I had a more interesting time in the part-time one I transferred to after. There I met a kid who could sing English songs better than anyone and there's also a kid who can play the guitar so well, everyone would shut up and listen whenever he picks one up.  There wasn't a uniform so everyone groomed their appearance however they wanted and outfitted themselves in fashionable clothes.

As far as studies go, I did all I could to maintain enough credits to graduate. I've even gone as far as do things that would get me side-eyed. Which is to say, I cheated. I'd arrive at school way earlier than everyone else and jot down all the answers to questions I think will appear on the desk with a mechanical pencil. But despite expending so much effort into the task and it was my own desk I vandalized, someone came in during lunch break and from there, the seats got filled up randomly one-by-one. And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.

There was also once where some of us in class shared answers and got found out because we ended up all making the same mistakes. Called into the teacher's room, I was told to write an apology letter in the form of a haiku so I half-assed it and submitted something that went along the lines of, "This test is stupid. Doing it has no meaning.  Why must we do it?" But instead of getting mad, the teacher said, "Good job!" and then proceeded to enter it into some kind of Tokyo-level competition. It even got published on a digest or journal of sorts...

Even now, I harbor no regrets for not studying harder back in school. I can't even recall most of what I learned there. And even if some people were to have gotten straight As in their report card as kids, I have yet to come across a single person as an adult who'd go, "I was a straight-A student, ya know?" I also don't think I've met anyone whose good results in school directly contributed to where they are now.

If anything, I think it's enough to get a single A even if everything else is a C. Like, SMAP does a number of things but I can't say we are good at everything we do. But for the things I'm good enough at to score an A for, I'd invest everything I've got into it. I think that's what it means when you're doing something as a profession.

Even among friends, if one person is weaker at something, as long as there is someone else stronger at it who is able to make up for the lack, everyone in the group can compensate for one another's shortcomings. People do say that when incomplete puzzle pieces come together to form a whole, many facets that would otherwise remain unseen become visible.

Dont get me wrong. I'm not saying that everything we've learned in school is useless. But once we've become adults, we will come to learn that it isn't as important as they made it seem back in school. Because what's more important when we grow up is how much we are able to back up the things that we say and do, and how capable we are in taking responsibility for them. This is something all adults would already be wise to so I've always found it strange that most of them would still pressure kids to study hard in spite of their wisdom.

You won't ever catch me doing it, no sir. I'll never utter a single peep about it. Though I'm guessing that, in itself, may become a bit of problem at some point.

-yotsuya-

[michaelcosio]

When Beau and Bryan Abbott were kids, they spent all of their allowance on baseball cards. Today, those cards are mostly worth nothing. Or, they would be...

The brothers, armed with Sharpies and what they describe as an "absurd" sense of humor, have turned doodling on their own worthless baseball cards into a very worthwhile side business, Baseball Card Vandals. It started as a website ,where they'd post embellished cards daily. Then, they started selling the cards — the first one sold for $25. Now, some of them go for as much as $50. For the release of their book, "Baseball Card Vandals: Over 200 Decent Jokes on Worthwhile Cards," the brothers talked about how, and why, they do what they do.

from Marketplace APM

[lichen-thr0pe]

[baseballcardvandals]

You're welcome.

Own this BCV Original.

[timhulsizer]

A special Valentine’s Day tribute to @baseballcardvandals <3

[skiplo-wave]

My old church tried saying that Harry Potter encourages and teaches witchcraft and satanism. I didn't think it was bad. There was even drama over Pokemon. I confronted my pastor about them both. HH is just story and the Pokemon app does not brainwash kids and tell you to go vandalize. I have a few wiccan friends that are really religious. I didn't know there are Christian wiccans out there. Even ones that worship other gods, they aren't casting hexes and shit. It's all about good intentions.

Boomers using religion as why kids can’t have fun are lamest people ever. Like play some baseball cards you old fart

[space-mermaid-writing]

House Arrest [Reader X Loki] Chapter 10

Summary: You are Clint’s 'little' sister and actually a trained Shield agent. But you gave that up a few years ago and became a Chef, because you wanted a normal live. Then one day Natasha shows up at your door and takes you to the Avenger Tower for a while for security reasons.

Tags: Reader is an former Shield Agent, chef!reader, Reader Barton, 2012 Avenger vibes, everything is still alright, Slice of Life, Avengers Family, Loki has a good heart, still the god of mischief, Slow Burn, mention of food and cooking

Read it on AO3

Chapter 10: It‘s not as it seems

You have a shopping basket on your arm and a credit card from Tony in your pocket as you enter the farmers market. The card’s with a limit, of course. But it's high enough that you can probably buy half of the market.

Some time has passed since the vandalizing of your apartment in Philadelphia and nothing weird has happened since then. Therefore, you’re allowed, with restrictions, to leave the tower again.

It's a wonderful feeling not to have to sneak out of the house like the previous times, but to take the front entrance like a normal person. Today you can take your time shopping. And anything that doesn't fit in your basket, you can have delivered to the tower.

You wrote a shopping list and bought vegetables and some flowers for the table first. By now you know some of the vendors and which of them sell good quality.

You are just about to decide whether you should get a colorful variety of potatoes for a change, when Clint appears at your side. In his hand he holds a coffee.

"Red or blue?", you ask him with a potato in each hand.

"Are you offering me a pill and then trying to show me the matrix?"

"Do these look like pills you can comfortably swallow?"

Your brother eyes the two potatoes, each the size of a hand. "That one”, he then says, pointing to the blue one, which is actually more of a purple shade.

Happy with his decision , you nod and let the vendor pack you a couple of kilos of them. They would be delivered.

"How was your meeting?", you ask Clint in the meantime.

It's the reason he didn't leave the tower with you for the trip, but is just joining you now.

"I'm flying to Alaska with Nat tomorrow morning. Scouting out possible secret underground bunkers."

"Sounds like fun."

"Maybe I'll bring you back a souvenir. A postcard or a rock", your brother playfully muses.

Grinning, you shake your head.

"Thanks, I'm fine with you bringing your face back home unscathed." You take a look at your shopping list. "All I need is fish and I'm done here”, you inform him.

Together, you head to the back of the hall where the refrigerated goods are sold. It's mostly day-fresh and displaced on ice. You go with halibut and red fish and have those delivered to the tower as well.

Afterward, you two stroll back to the tower, taking a slight detour at a bakery where you pick up breakfast.

"This is really good", you note as you bite into your chocolate croissant a second time. "I'll have to remember the shop." You look at Clint, but see his tense expression. "What's up?"

"We're being followed."

You resist the urge to look around conspicuously.

"You sure?", you ask, to which he nods.

"Pretty much."

That's reason enough for you to take him seriously.

You continue walking as if nothing is wrong, but after a while you turn into a bigger street and try to blend into the crowd. Then Clint pulls you into a coffee shop, peering out the window.

He points to two men in dark jackets and baseball caps who walk by. Their appearance screams rather conspicuous inconspicuousness.

They don't seem to have noticed that you've entered the building. So you wait until they've passed and then a little longer before leaving the store. You turn in the opposite direction and via some detours you return to the Avengers tower.

The following emergency meeting there takes place in the dining room, where some of the others have their breakfast and tell them about the incident.

"None of this makes any sense", you sigh, as you're really at your wit's end. "What do they want from me? I don't have superpowers, and I'm not working on any secret projects!"

"We're wondering the same thing”, Hill, who had also been called in, replies with her arms crossed. She had the same questions for you as last time, but you have no new answers for her.

"This is getting us nowhere“, Clint interjects at one point to break up the interrogation.

"If she's not safe here, why don't we take her to Asgard?"

It is Loki who makes this suggestion and everyone turns to him in surprise. Whether it's because of the idea itself or because they weren't used to seeing him act in the group, it’s hard to tell.

"She would be safe there", Thor considers. "But she can’t go alone. Father would not allow it. And I can't stay there that long."

He looks at his brother, who returns the look.

"What? Do you think father would rather see me?"

Thor is about to say something when Tony's attention is drawn.

"What are you up to?", he asks the younger of the two princes. He’s giving him a sharp look, which in turn annoys you.

"Why do you always think he’s up to something?"

"Because it's just his nature. You know what he did."

Now you’re really getting angry.

"Oh, I think I know him better than you do by now! He's not the scapegoat for everything."

"We didn’t say that .." interjects Clint, trying to calm you down, but you interrupt him.

"Then don't treat him like that."

"...But you can't deny that you're biased in your opinion”, he finished his sentence.

You give him a sour look.

"I’m having enough.” You turn toward the door. "I'm leaving!" With that, you slam the door behind you.

Everyone looks after you, surprised by this outburst. A brief pause occurs, then Clint and Loki take simultaneously a step toward the door to follow you. They stop and look at each other.

"I don't know about your intentions or plans with my sister, but I swear: if I find out you have your hands in this and are just using her for your own purposes, I don't care if you have immunity on earth. My next arrow will have your name on it", Clint hisses, but it takes more to impress Loki.

"Very pathetic, archer. I’ll still talk to her first anyway.”

Meanwhile, you've arrived in your room in a huff and thrown a travel bag on your bed to pack your things. Golden light crackles in the air as Loki materializes next to you.

"You should not rush things", he advises, but you don't want to hear about it.

"If you don’t have anything else to say, then please leave me alone. I'm not in the mood."

"Is that why you want to leave me here alone?"

You turn to your closet and take out some clothes, throwing them into your bag. "Actually, I thought out of everyone you'd understand me best."

Loki steps to your side. "What if you and I go to Asgard?", he suggests.

You sigh and look at him. "At any other time, there would be nothing I would rather do. But right now, I need to be alone for a while and clear my head." You want to take his hand, but reach through the illusion he just is. It disappears with your motion. "Oh…"

So you pack a few last things, close your travel bag, and then turn to leave. As you open your door, Loki is just coming down the hall to you. This time the real one, as you convince yourself with a quick touch.

"Stay", he asks you again.

"No."

You shake your head, but he grabs you by the wrist. "I don’t allow you to leave!"

"I'm not one of your Asgardian citizens you can order around."

Dumbfounded, you look at him, barely recognizing his behavior. You feel like you're going to be sick and your next words are sharper.

"Let.me.go.”

You remember what Tony just said a few moments ago and suddenly something strikes you. Something rather obvious, but you don't want to believe it.

"This was you?"

"I don't know what-…"

"Every time my bags were packed, something happened that made me stay here. My apartment was vandalized, I was being followed...but nothing concrete could ever be found. Just cryptic signs were left behind. You once told me that you had contacts on Earth. Even though you can't leave the building yourself... Oh God, it all adds up! Are you trying to keep me here because you're not allowed to leave?"

Stunned, you put it all together and look at him, hoping he would deny it, telling you that you've become paranoid. Alone, he didn't. He remained silent. You still couldn't interpret his face, but his silence was enough for you.

You tear yourself away from him.

"And I foolishly trusted you and fell in love with you."

Shaking your head, you turn and leave, fighting back the tears that well up in your eyes. Loki follows you a few steps, but before he can even say anything, you make a dismissive gesture.

You're done with him for the day.

You take the elevator to the underground garage, where, surprisingly, Natasha is waiting for you, ready to drive you home. You don't ask what she knows, but you wouldn't be surprised if Jarvis has passed on what just happened.

[sabrinacat]

Jennifer

Full Name: Jennifer Weiners

Age: 18

Height: 4ft, 3in

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Heritage: American (New Jersey)

Species: Opossum

Background: Jennifer’s childhood wasn’t easy-living from the start. Despite being raised by only her mother and older brother at an RV park, they weren’t the best influences. Her mom was both neglectful and absent towards her kids, selling her body in exchange for money, booze, and/cocaine. While responsible enough to take care of his little sister, her older brother, Joseph, had some of his demons to deal with, albeit working with a drug cartel from Paris in order to financially support his family. Eventually, at the age of 17, Jennifer and her brother had to move into their base of operations after their mother died of an overdose. Despite Joseph's best efforts to raising his little sister, it didn't take long for her to fall victim to the drugs like the rest of her family. This soured their relationship over time before ultimately breaking ties. Jennifer left to fend for herself in the streets while her older brother is chained to the drug gang he got himself into.

Personality: Jennifer's a wild card. Comes off as valiant and reckless upon the first impressions. Sticks to her own decisions and refuses to listen to others' opinions, often cursing and swearing on a regular basis. Jenny hasn't fully grown out of her teenage mindset yet. However, it's difficult to tell whether or not this is part of her character with or without drugs' influence. Funny enough, the chances of seeing Jennifer sober are low but never zero.

Likes: This possum just LOVES getting high! She's tried a few shots and sniffs during her stay in the cartel. Her favorites include marijuana, cocaine, heroin, and LSD. As for drinks, she leans towards the hard stuff: Brandy, rum, beer, and tequila. Once Jennifer gets into an inebriated state, she wants nothing more than to rain havoc on the streets! Breaking & entering, causing fights, vandalism, just utter chaos. Jenny actually has a love interest as well. (A character I'm not gonna reveal him yet😉)

Dislikes: Restrictions are #1 on Jenny's hate list. Whether it was due to the absent mindfulness of her mother or the strictness of her brother, Jennifer always craved for freedom. Hence why she ditched the drug gang in the first place. The rules there weren’t towards her favor and she didn’t participate much with the gang’s activities. It’s also why Jennifer and her brother, Joseph, split ties. Despite being close as kids, life within the cartel and the influence of drugs have caused them to separate, unable to reconcile. Cops have also been another nuisance in her life. Back in New Jersey, her family weren’t very well-liked by the local police and are sent to either home or to juvenile detention. Now in Paris, Jennifer has to be wary on the chances of running into Inspector Carmelita Fox again, or it’s going through one of her numerous pointless lectures again. And avoiding the handcuffs.

Strengths: When it comes to her weapon of choice, it’s gonna be the wooden baseball bat that she had from middle school. Having played in a baseball team, Jennifer can throw a mighty swing! And even without it, she doesn’t mind fighting rough and dirty. She’s her tail, clawed fists, and sharp teeth at her disposal.

Weaknesses: Obviously, this possum has a drug addiction. A habit that she either refuses or neglects to quit. Unlike the infamous Sly Cooper or second-rated Cyrille Le Paradox, Jennifer has little knowledge on the arts of thievery. Specifically on stealth. Quiet is not a part of this opossum’s dictionary. She’s also shown to be completely reckless and uncooperative from her brother and Inspector Fox’s experiences. Every warning just goes through Jennifer’s hearing.

Fun Facts:

Never finished high school due to the move, lack of funds, and several suspensions.

Still has her brother’s number in her contacts

Her hideout is in an abandoned apartment complex, all decked out with band posters, graffiti, and stolen goods.

Voice Sample: Margot Robbie

(Not exactly 100% on it, but it’s close enough)

Theme Song: