#also poor bull-

[notafanjustpassionate]

- george saying he has an old video

- charles afraid of what he will say

- max remembering charles' haircut in 2012

- charles turning red

- max saying he wants to see the video

[folksong-weaver]

Love when the companions randomly aggro on wildlife.

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #58 Part 3

Gotham Academy High School was the sort of school where almost everyone was elite in some way or another. Some of them were from old money like Damian who held himself up to a very high standard in his academics and was the top of the class. Others from new money like Dash and the rest of his cohorts became very hateful of somebody like Danny who was given a scholarship by Bruce Wayne, in their eyes Danny was taking advantage of Damian not even knowing that Damian approached Danny for companionship two years ago.

This also meant that everyone including the teachers would compare Danny and Damian to each other even though they weren’t brothers. That didn’t matter though as Danny was associated with them so that was all the reason they needed.

Danny groaned as he sunk into the seat next to Damian. The lunchroom was filled with chatting students and Danny was glad he shared the next class with Damian, which happened to be English. Dash never bothered Danny when Damian was around, probably because Damian had threatened the jock. How he was threatened Danny didn’t know, Damian never told him what happened and he was a little scared to ask. 

The guy hadn’t stopped harassing Danny since he and Jazz transferred a couple years ago. The school year had barely begun and Dash had made Danny his primary target like he was making up for lost time over the summer. Danny sighed as he dropped his paper bagged lunch on the table with a little plop. Jazz had packed for him this morning hopefully before his parents arrived and contaminated the entire kitchen.

“Dash again?” his sister asked across the table, she was seated next to Tim.

“I was paired against him in dodgeball again,” Danny lamented, his head resting on his arms that were crossed on the table.

“Danny, could you just talk to Mr. Lancer or something?” Jazz asked before she took a bite from her sandwich.

Danny sighed again and unpacked his lunch, “I have but no one will listen! They all act like I’m lying or something.” The teachers at this school probably wouldn’t listen to a charity case like him. Dash was a football player and had plans to become captain of the team. Everyone at the school loved Dash and it was precisely why everyone except maybe the four students at the table they were seated looked down and sometimes even bullied Danny.

Danny ignored it all eventually, it was better just to let the jock tire himself out. 

Once Danny and Damian finished eating they made their way to English. Luckily it was easy to carry the material for a class that only required a small binder and whatever book they were reading, in this case it was ‘gone with the wind’. Danny didn’t really care about reading old literature like this but he did what he had to maintain the grades he had. He’d endure anything, even Dash’s bullying, to become an astronaut.

Danny could hardly concentrate today through his afternoon classes. For some reason he had a bad feeling that something was going to happen. He tried his best to ignore it, he was probably just tired or something. Soon the school day was out and Danny packed up whatever homework he had for the day and headed outside to wait with Jazz. Damian and Tim were probably wrapping up their classes. Tim had an AP class that ran an extra 30 minutes and Damian’s last class was art, they were doing a painting and it wasn’t unusual for Damian to finish up what he was working on as he found out over the last few years that he enjoyed painting.

“… Do you think it’ll work?” Jazz asked a hint of hesitation in her voice. Danny knew she was talking about the portal, the both of them had talked about it before. Danny glanced over at his sister, he could tell she was having trouble sleeping lately, her face looked tired and her posture was stiff with her arms crossed in front of her. Both of them had anxiety about the possibilities the portal possessed, and they were especially worried that their parents wouldn’t take it well if the portal didn’t work. 

He was equally concerned that it would work. “I hope not…” he said eventually. It was something that brought the siblings closer as the whole of their family fell apart. How their parents managed to pull off getting the funding in the first place seemed to be a miracle. Everyone called their parents crazy and dismissed all of their science as ludicrous garbage.

Danny wondered how they even managed to stay under Batman's radar, he thought that something like this would be cause for the vigilante to look into it but maybe the thought of ghosts was just that outlandish that even the dark knight himself thought it to be crazy too. Danny himself didn’t believe in anything his parents published, some of the papers even seemed to be biased somehow, even though his parents hadn’t ever actually encountered a ghost. That last part was probably the reason no one bothered to actually investigate his parents, there wasn’t really much to investigate.

The siblings waited in silence and eventually Tim and Damian showed up after their classes and the four headed to Alfred waiting by the car. 

If anyone tried to start a conversation with Danny he wasn’t paying attention. If he was being honest, his parents' portal scared him a lot. He wasn’t sure why he felt so nervous about it, both him and Jazz renounced the thought that ghosts could exist. Something deep down in his guts told him that he should turn and run, that what his parents were attempting was taboo and that his parents were tampering with forces unimaginable. 

No one was going to listen to a fourteen year old though so Danny kept his feelings to himself and ignored them. 

Soon they were pulled in front of their apartment and true to their word, Damian and Tim asked Alfred to park nearby. Danny and Jazz took a hesitant glance at each other as they walked into the house. 

[laura1633]

Respectfully ... 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

[emopulco]

and I still hold out hope my dwarf reaver inquisitor gets to bear hug his best friend magister bioware please don’t disappoint thanks that will be all

[schumigrace]

sebastian vettel | 1st place | china 2009 | podium no.2

[fcb-mv33]

He hit his head so hard😭

[artcake]

[saltyztuna]

Summer may be ending soon but y’know what’s never ending?

That’s right!- This Maniac’s Bloodlust and Competitiveness! Yippeeeeee~~~

(Based on that one ff14 red chocobo meme..)

[dr3comebackera]

Daniel describing how he broke his arm as a kid, from the Red Bull 2018 On the Sofa video

After Max answers “What’s the stupidest way you ever hurt yourself?” with a story of him drunkenly walking into a door: MV: “You?” DR: “I broke my arm as a kid. Uh, February the 13th, 2003. Basically, how did I- so I broke my humerus,” MV: “Okay” DR: “Like serious bone. And I broke it by throwing a tennis ball.” MV: *in disbelief* “How?! How can you-” DR: “I threw a ball, and my arm snapped.” MV: *grimaces* “Awhh. So how is that possible? DR: “In the end, I- so we found out I had a bone cyst. So something that, I guess some people get, it’s just, I don’t know how, I guess you’re just maybe born with it and over time, I guess it’s some form of like little, disease in a way. Anyway, so it, it’s this thing that eats away your bone over time, and eventually the bone becomes so thin that it-” MV: “It snaps?” DR: “eventually is gonna break. Basically.” DR: “Um, so it could’ve happened like, the doc- the hospital said it could have happened like, getting out of bed, like one morning I could’ve just gotten out of bed and it would’ve just snapped.” MV: *huge grimace and groan* DR: “So I was walking with my friends, erm, it was at lunchtime at school, and people were playing cricket. So the ball came over, so I like just picked it up, threw it, and that’s when it snapped. And I just fell to the floor, and all my friends were laughing at me, like ‘You’re being an idiot. Get up.’ And I was like, obviously crying. And yeah. And the guy that hit the ball, true story, the guy that hit the ball, was, I wanna say, I don’t wanna exaggerate, I wanna say at least 50 meters away, at the very least 50 meters away. And he heard the snap, when it- it was that loud. I’ll never forget it, unfortunately. I wish I could.” DR: “But anyway. So if you like touch my arm now, you can feel like the bone where it grew over, it’s kind of weird. Anyway, broke my arm throwing a tennis ball.” MV: “Impressive,” DR: “Yeah.” MV: “Impressive.” DR: “Yeah.” DR: “One weird thing with that, I’ll just quickly- so I was sitting there at school, like waiting for my mom to pick me up. Cause I didn’t know what I had done, I didn’t know it was broken, I just knew something was up. And I went to move my arm, I was supporting it.” MV: *can tell where this is going, softly* “Oh.” DR: “And I went to move it, and I literally, I could feel things inside, like move, but my arm stayed still.” MV: *mouth drops, loudly* “Oh no, ohhhh” DR: “So like all like the, whatever nerves or whatever, like I could feel them move but my arm didn’t move. I was like, ah. That was the scariest thing I’ve ever felt in my life.” MV: *looks in shock during this whole story, continues to grimace* “Ah” DR: “Yeah. And I’m not good with that stuff, I get-” MV: “So you have like a scar here *points to upper right arm* now?” DR: “Ah, no, so they couldn’t operate on it. So they needed just to, erm, I mean they like, I don’t know what they did in the end. But they couldn’t operate. I stayed in the cast for a crazy amount of time, and then it just, like, grew over. So I got no scar, but you can just feel- I’ll let you touch it later, off camera.” MV: *sharp inhale before smiling* “Ha hah” DR: “I’ll let you touch my arm.”

[queeriboh]

Oz crying over his pos dad but not Elliot pisses me off soooo baaadddddddd

[steakout-05]

staffy expectations vs staffy reality (by someone who has an absolute sweetheart of an american staffy <3)

[sea-shelly]

if you think any team on the grid is 100% honest about their budget and isn't using Cool Accounting Tricks ™️ i've got a bridge to sell you

[ancientgreekyuri]

One day I'll finish and post my Theseus backstory doc... I wanna write one for Asterius too but his would be much shorter bc he has a much shorter and much more sheltered life (💔)

[running-in-the-dark]

thinking about him again (Jenkins). sigh.

[thechronicmasochist]

once when I was a child I watched a teenage (MAYBE 17?) family friend get gored through the cheek by the horn of the bull he'd been assigned at a very redneck rodeo. it was only a few feet away from me because I was pressed up against the fence to cheer him on and he had to have his jaw wired shut and a bunch of stitches. and that's like one of the less traumatizing childhood memories of mine