#Crack //

[the-storm-chaser]

..THE BLONDE TRIO EVERYBODY!

@harbingers-almanac

[30somethingautisticteacher]

I figured it out, guys! The only way this break up makes sense. Episode 6, 6 month anniversary, Kinsey 6.

666 the Devil's number. Clearly, Tommy was demonically possessed. Exorcism featuring Hot Priest in 8x07

[nomx2chomp]

Shadow Popped Sonic’s Cherry?!? ✊🍒😱?!

[umossu]

Another cracksgiving comic based on @somethingfoamy 's brilliant idea in the tags

[iwouldeatalltherudeyall]

Mukbang !!

[loveriotss]

imma need more tsukishima texts please. NO RUSH THO AT ALL take ur time 🙏

FAKE IDGAFER ⸻ kei tsukishima

INCLUDES — gn! reader, smau, fluff, crack, reader is one of karasuno's team managers WARNINGS — swearing

READ PART ONE HERE

main masterlist ༊*·˚ — haikyuu masterlist ༊*·˚

NOTE — very late im sorry it was hard thinking of what to put 😓😓. been busy these days but trust im gonna stop procrastinating and lock in 🙏.

©loveriotss — all rights reserved to me. don’t try to copy/steal my work. do not use any of my ideas/translate my work without my permission.

[balrogballs]

I am feeling an intense craving to read a good ensemble fic about Arwen and Aragorn's wedding please let me know if there is one and if not someone needs to write it before I do because the literary-comedic potential of the setting is simply immense.

Like you have A&A obviously fulfilling their romantic destiny etc etc, but the ensemble! You could have Gimli and the dwarves running a mildly bitchy yet incredibly funny gambling ring! Elladan and Elrohir getting their hands on a caseful of edibles trying to re-enact the plot of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas! The twins linking up with Merry and Pippin and getting done for whatever is the Gondorian equivalent of accidental terrorism!

And of course, poor Elrond who apparently got the wrong memo and "accidentally" came dressed for a funeral! Bilbo also turning up confused as all hell and dressed in all black because it seems Elrond also told him it was a funeral! Elladan and Elrohir being commanded by the bride to distract their father so he doesn't start crying into the appetisers!

Legolas coming dressed in all white (canon!) on purpose just to fuck with the guests and telling everyone he's the bride! El-twins standing up during the "does anyone object to this union" bit and yelling out "INCEST! BARE FACED INCEST IN THE HOUSE OF ELROND!"

Arwen and Aragorn trying to take them to task for it before they point out that it did manage to distract their father, who was no longer crying into the appetisers and instead making the rounds explaining to every single guest that it wasn't incest, that to call it incest would be like punching a monkey and calling it kinslaying, and that he was looking for mortal brides for his sons so please let him know if they know of any eligible ladies with a limited lifespan.

A TREASURE TROVE of opportunities I swear pls mine this cave and give me the big fat elven wedding I deserve to read about!

[catcas22]

Imagine Miquella the Unalloyed and Miquella the Kind fighting. It starts as an awe-inspiring mages' duel, elaborate formations of light discuses flying in all directions. Then one of them decides to rush into melee range and it devolves into a somewhat embarrassing slap fight.

Leda stands in the background looking on in absolute horror and confusion.

Millicent eventually realizes, with a feeling of muted panic, that none of the other adults are going to intervene. She ends up very gingerly holding them both by the back of their shirts trying to keep them arms-length apart.

[baybelletrist]

YAY I’m crying and in actual pain!

I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.

My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813

*electric guitar riff*

And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like

[planetlongjourney]

Okay so I did try to do more tiny quark but I have 0 focusing skills so I ended up drawing all of this. 🥸

(Also I don’t know how to draw any of the characters nor do digital art any tips would be helpful) :)

ENJOY 😊

[maarkloee]

{random messages with markie}

[dyslexicandakeyboard]

Bruce *after a five week-bender of not sleeping*: Dick! Dick!

Dick*who was sleeping*: What?

Bruce *crazed*: I cracked it! I don't have to eat! I can absorb the nano-micro nutrients on the lining of my stomach. Watch!

Bruce: *Groans and sucks at his teeth* Chicken....Beef....Potatoes

Dick: ᴳᵒᵈᵈᵃᵐⁿ ᶦᵗ

[o3o-lapd-o3o]

hdhdhdhd thank you ( ˊᵕˋ )♡

*after the events of the odyssey*

*telemachus and odysseus walking down to the docks, after odysseus said he'd go sailing with his son*

(listen the man had missed 20 years of his son's life, he could ask ody to dress in drag & do the hula and odysseus would already be shouting "LUAU" in a grass skirt before tele finished his sentence)

telemachus: i'm so excite- *looks ahead*

telemachus: *stops walking* oh no *sad noises*

odysseus: *still walking* what's wrong son?

telemachus: *points to the sea beyond ithaca's shores* poseidon must be angry today, look at the storm in the distance

odysseus: *looks ahead but without worry on his face* no need to worry, we can still go sailing, follow me

telemachus: *confused but follows his dad*

*both make it to the docks*

odysseus: you get started, i've just got something to do & then i'll join you on the ship

*telemachus hops on the ship and odysseus turns to face the sea*

odysseus: *red eyes activate* i'm. going. sailing. with . my. son.

*the sea storm dissipates in record speed*

odysseus: good.

odysseus: *red eyes deactivate*

odysseus: *turns to telemachus smiling like nothing happened* shall we go then?

telemachus: *happy but very confused*

telemachus: *mumbling to himself*what just happened?

[umossu]

The early bird gets with the worm ;-)

[cheeseanonioncrisps]

An adaptation of Sherlock Holmes set in a world in which the fictional character/literary juggernaut Sherlock Holmes, and all the subsequent adaptations thereof, still exist.

Sherlock Holmes (pronounced Holl-mess, as he is constantly reminding people) just had the misfortune of having parents who really liked the books, and his attitude towards his fictional counterpart is pretty much the same as that of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

Sherlock runs a Youtube Theory channel called Mysteries Unwrapped with Sherlock Holmes. He has received no less than seven cease and desist letters from the Conan Doyle estate, all of which he has so faded managed to rebuff by pointing out that that's literally his name.

(No he won't change his name. He's Sherlock Holmes the real live human person. Let Sherlock Holmes the non existent fictional character change his name.)

John is Sherlock's flatmate. Sherlock almost refused to live with him once he realised that it would mean staying with a medical student named John, and only gave in once John pointed out that: a) he's a biomedical student, which is completely different from an md, and b) his surname isn't Watson.

It's now been three years, which is long enough for them to have developed a genuine friendship, and for John to have a) started working towards his PhD in biotechnology, and b) for him to start dating somebody with the surname Watson.

Sherlock can feel the narrative closing in.

His Youtube channel is meant to be focused on lost media, fan theories and stuff like that, but he keeps accidentally stumbling upon and then solving genuine crimes.

His brother Mycroft may or may not have chosen that name after he transitions specifically to annoy him.

He doesn't even live in London, but somehow the only flat they could afford was on a street named fucking Baker Street.

Sherlock Holmes and the Unescapable Power of the Narrative.