#but if history repeats itself

[infinitelystrangemachinex]

The stewards of the old world are always keen to give you a glimpse of their might... According to legend, the ancients built specialized chambers to seal away false prophets.

The Arcane is waking up.

[val-zilla]

i really hope both paul mccartney/john lennon and jesus/judas are able to make it to the final round of the rpf tournament so we can have a repeat of the "beatles are bigger than jesus" fiasco

[savanir]

DP x DC prompt [6]

Weapon design always came easy to Jack Fenton. He grew up with it, all the way back in Atlantis, when he was just a little guppy.

What he wasn’t aware of at the time was that his parents were from a long and prestigious line of scientists and weapon manufacturers in Atlantean society. But things had been getting dangerous. 

The King at the time cast them out when they refused his demands of greater, stronger, deadlier weapons. The kind of weapons they knew would not only destroy their enemies, but themselves as well.

They fled and went where they thought they would never be found, the surface.

Jack had the easiest time adapting, being as young as he was getting used to breathing air was a lot less of a struggle. 

He adopted one of the most generic male names he could, and adapted the family name of Fenestratus into Fenton. And then it was just living as a human, as humanly as possible, nothing to see here.

By now Jack basically doesn’t know any better. but this piece of heritage is coming back now all these years later, when his son is looking to him for help from the government.

But first he holds his boy close and apologizes, because he sees the fear, and he understands a little too well, and he doesn’t like the picture he’s seeing now that all the puzzle pieces are falling into place.

“I almost became the thing I hate the most. I’m so sorry Danny, I’m sorry I made you feel unsafe in your own home”

The hug is long and warm and tight and Danny isn’t ashamed to admit he might have clung a little bit.

Then Jack holds Danny tightly by his shoulders and gives him a big grin, “Good news though, you’re only half ghost, the other half is not only human but also Atlantean, and there are laws protecting us now” Jack mutters to himself, “I wonder if the whole ghost stuff would actually be put under the meta protection thing… hmm”

Danny blinks for a moment, Jazz gapes, Maddie is suddenly no longer spiraling about how her baby boy got in a terrible accident in their lab and she didn’t know.

“I’m also what?”

“Dad!?”

“oh did I forget to mention that? I thought I did, I know for certain that I had been meaning to”

“Jack sweetie, are you-”

“oh yes, and I remember now, I decided to tell you after our big breakthrough because I didn’t want to distract you, and-” Jack looks sheepish, “I hope you aren’t too mad at me Maddiecakes”

“mad? oh I would never be mad at you about this but we could have- I don’t know, accommodated- Atlanteans are aquatic, well I guess that explains how you could always put away so much water, and when you gave me your umbrella and I thought you were just making an excuse when you told me you didn’t mind and in fact loved getting pelted by the rain-”

Maddie goes on, and Jack thinks to himself that this is exactly the reason why he kept it to himself at the time, Maddie never half asses anything, he’s sure a lot of things are going to change in the house now, it honestly only makes him fall in love with her even more.

Meanwhile Jazz had filled up a bucket of water and then dunked her head in, then came back out not even slightly gasping for breath, just saying “oh my god” over and over.

Danny timed it, “yeah okay, I guess that proves it. now I’m starting to wonder if my weird relationship with air is ghost related at all”

[foxsketch6543]

Is it me or is history is repeating itself?

[intistone]

….you think he’d be happy to see himself all-powerful….right?

[squuote]

ive done a piano drop joke before and by god ill do it again. piano crashers

[ejiguess]

And so the prophecy is fulfilled,

Not once,

Not TWICE,

BUT THRICE.

Leo x Window is my otp guys <3/j

[jyjkj]

History repeats itself once again: Oscar vs doors

🎥: McLaren (Instagram)

Are you more a Lando or an Oscar:

(They are honestly so yin and yang coded)

Insert flashback music

[favoritenintendocharacterbracket]

Favorite Nintendo Character 2: Round 3

[thebestbatz]

Modern superwholock

[feelingthedisaster]

the fact that letter from vander to silco could perfectly apply to vi and jinx and it was signed as V (pronounced "vi"). i cant do this anymore

[daily-sifloop]

Sifloop 20th anniversary. They're old people now.

Day 65: we stay together

The reason why Loop is extra glowy is because with age they're approaching the supernova state, the death of a star ^^

[chisecco]

[apollognese]

Third time's the charm🤞🤞

[kylejsugarman]

gus is so cracked. he really came up to mike during breaking bad and was like "it is better to have pinkman on our side. its ur job now to make sure he doesnt kill himself. i know that the last time we tried to do this with nacho he killed himself, so lets try to avoid that. remember that?? how nacho shot himself in the head?? we should not repeat that mistake. make sure jesse does not shoot himself in the head. here is ur paycheck for this quarter. okay, goodbye."

[bimoonphases]

@wolfstarmicrofic September 26 - prompt 26: Harry [word count 630]

“What’s wrong, Bambi?” Sirius asked across the breakfast table. “You haven’t said more than five words since you came back yesterday.”

“Are you alright, darling?” Remus added, pouring Harry a steaming cup of tea. “You haven’t even touched your mince pie.”

“And that’s rude, Moony has worked a whole day to get them just the way you like for your Christmas break,” Sirius nodded, shoving one in his mouth.

Remus sat down, looking at the fifteen-year old who was staring at his plate. Harry always came back from Hogwarts for Christmas and summer break with so many stories to tell, about his friends, about Quidditch, which Sirius listened to with wide eyes as if he hadn’t been there cheering him on at every match, about his teachers, which made it very hard for both Sirius and Remus not to bash Snape out loud every time their son told them about his awful behaviour. But this time Sirius was right, Harry had come back the previous day all closed-down and still hadn’t said anything. Remus took a mince pie from the plate. Whatever it was, Harry would tell them sooner or later, and if he didn’t they would have to gently coax it out of him and see why he hadn’t felt comfortable with sharing what had been weighing on his mind.

“I have to tell you something,” Harry blurted out suddenly.

Remus nodded, and Sirius put his coffee cup back on the table.

“We’re all ears, Bambi,” he said.

“I’m… I’m dating someone,” Harry was looking in his teacup.

“Oh Merlin, Moony,” Sirius clutched Remus’s hand while he wiped away invisible tears with the other. “They grow up so fast.”

“That’s wonderful, darling,” Remus smiled, patting his dramatic husband’s hand. “Boy, girl, someone who doesn’t use those old labels?”

“Boy,” Harry still wasn’t looking at them. “But there’s something else. He’s in Slytherin.”

“Harry, that really doesn’t matter,” Remus said, Sirius nodding by his side. “You almost got put in Slytherin yourself after all. And honestly if it weren’t for a thousand years of tradition the House division shouldn’t exist anymore.”

“Agreed, we’ve seen how they don’t reflect who you really are, we are well placed to know that,” Sirius added.

The framed photograph of Regulus in his Quidditch robes on the mantelpiece nodded vigorously along with the one of James and Lily baking cupcakes in their own kitchen, Lily heavily pregnant with Harry.

“It’s not the Slytherin part, it’s he’s… He’s…” Harry took a deep breath. “He’s Draco Malfoy.”

Sirius’s eyes went comically wide and his mouth hung open before he let his head fall heavily on the table. Harry finally looked up, staring confusedly at his godfather.

“Narcissa Black’s son, right?” Remus said, trying his best not to laugh.

“Yes…” Harry was still looking at Sirius.

“Why, Moony, why?” Sirius groaned from the table. “What have I done to deserve this?”

“Pads, stop it, you’re upsetting Bambi,” Remus nudged him. “Are you happy with him, Harry?”

“Yes,” Harry looked at him, his cheeks turning slightly red. “But is it alright? With his family being who they are I mean…”

“Once again, we’re well placed to know people aren’t their family, right my love?” Remus elbowed Sirius this time and he finally sat up again.

“Of course we are, it’s not that, Bambi. I’m happy you’re happy with whoever you’re dating, remember that?”

“Then what’s wrong?” Harry looked at him, confused.

“Well, you’re exactly like your father in this too,” Sirius smiled.

As Harry stared at them even more confused, Remus and Sirius looked up at the mantelpiece, where Regulus’s photograph was very blatantly blushing while James’s photograph was winking exaggeratedly to him from his own frame, Lily laughing so much she had had to lean on the counter.