#but ignoring the sequels

[vamprisms]

sesshomaru strolled onto our boxy little tv screens 24 slutty slutty years ago and immediately upstaged the entire cast by being a toxic freak in a cunty little outfit

[sixohsixoheightfourtwo]

I actually love glass onion being set deep in covid times but where's the post that was like . Glass Onion should have ended with benoit blanc getting home and testing positive for covid . I really think that would've tied the whole thing together

[ashenberry]

happy aj trilogy day thrilling sequel to the last ms doodle post

[ID: Several MS Paint doodles featuring the cast of apollo justice ace attorney.

Image 1: Trucy looking disappinted at apollo Trucy: God apollo your such a poser Apollo: Somebodys dead.

Image 2: Daryan and Klavier arguing. Daryans hair is censored

Image 3: Trucy and apollo in shadow looking at something Apollo: I hate looking at this [daryan] guy Trucy: Why does it have anime boob jiggle physics

Image 4: A stickman on fire going, "AGGAGAGAG achtung baby!!! AGHHAGGAH

Image 5: Daryan looking to the side (hair censored) saying, "Im his silly little rabbit

Image 6: Trucy looking up at him asking, "does he call you that" to which daryan responds with "no"

Image 7: trucy and apollo spot a banana and trucy says, "YOO WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT"

Image 8: Lamiroir saying, "and hes very good at the piano, which is nice because orphans usually suck ass at the piano"

Image 9: A bowl of lettuce on the dance floor with the text, "he should have been at the club..."

Image 10: Patrick star edited to be wearing klavier gavins clothes

Image 11: Machi pointing a big gun at a bowl of salad that is nervously sweating. there is a note that says, "prosecutions recreation of the crime

Image 12: Apollo pointing with crunchy text that says, "RECALL"

Image 13: The judge and apollo The Judge: Did you see anyone else that night backstage mr justice Apollo: uhhhh (thinking about a banana in a top hat)

Image 14: Apollo over trucys body laying on the ground upset yelling, "MR LETOUS NOOOoooo"

Image 15: Trucy sits up and apollo says, "And thats how i found the body your honor 👍"

Image 16: Trucy and Apollo, with apollo looking shocked Apollo: hmm i dont think i knew daryans hair was long in the back Trucy: to be fair its also long in the front

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[leejihoonownsmyheart]

What Feels Right (M)

Summary: You meet a mysterious man at a party who you just can't get out of your head.

Warnings: slight touch of horror if you squint, a bit of blood (okay.), slight pain kink, public!play, biting, creampie, do i dare say softdom!shua?, either way shua is not human. fingering, and lots of neck kissing (can you guess what joshua is?? leave your answer in the comments!!! [i say satorically]), strangers so dub con

I suppose you could say I make dreams come true

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It was unbelievably impolite to stare.  

Unfortunately, that awareness wasn’t transmuting from your brain to your body.  

Your eyes just stayed trained on him, your heart beating, your face burning because you had seen that man before. You knew you had.  

His face was pale, his cheeks a little flushed as he spoke. His eyes were dark and serious, but his lips were full, and his face was soft. He was too pretty to be dangerous, and yet you still got a weird feeling in your throat when you saw him. 

You raised a hand to your neck, nervously spreading your fingers across it. Your thumb brushed your collarbone and your index finger rubbed under your chin until you felt it burning under your touch. As your fingers irritated your own skin, the man you were staring at’s eyes flitted your way, those golden blonde strands of hair brushing his forehead. His eyes met yours. 

A frown spread over his face, his eyes flickering up and down your body. 

He mouthed something to you, and you frowned. You had never been good at reading lips. He sighed, as if he realized your lapse. He gestured to your neck. 

Oh. 

You pulled your hand away from your neck, your face burning. How the fuck did you know this guy? 

You tried to pay attention to the party, you tried not to stare but how could you not? 

Even when you were deep in conversation, your thoughts were on him. He was so fucking attractive it was driving you insane. 

You felt someone brush your elbow, and you just knew it was him. You turned over your shoulder and he flashed you a smile. It wasn’t joyful. In fact, it was somehow…. Menacing? You squinted at him, but in just a second that smile was gone. 

“You are driving me a little crazy,” he said with a small laugh. You frowned a little at his tone of voice. 

“I’m driving you crazy?” You blurted. He leaned in close in response to your words and you forgot how to breathe for a second. You should have cursed at him. You should have pushed at his chest and told him to fuck off because why was he so close to you? He had no fucking right. 

You felt the tip of his nose brush the arch of your neck and you tilted your chin up a little bit, your breath hitching as the man's hands found your waist. He held you steady against him, and his lips brushed your neck. You quickly raised your hands to his shoulders, fingers squeezing him nervously as he backed you up against a wall, his teeth grazing over your skin. 

You shivered at the sharpness. 

“You are driving me crazy,” the man finally continued. “Your eyes have been on me all night.” 

He withdrew from you a little bit, his eyes darting up to yours. It was then that you realized how easily he was affecting you. You were actually panting, and he had barely touched you. 

“It’s not your fault, you were made for me,” he said, and he dipped his head again, his nose brushing your neck so that you would bare it for him. Your heart thumped in your chest as you tilted your chin up obediently. 

His lips found your neck, and he placed a chaste kiss there. 

“So fucking beautiful,” he mumbled. His hands slipped up under the hem of your already too short dress. His fingers spread over your stomach. “So warm...” 

His fingers were so cold against your skin, you shivered and slipped your hands up his neck into those beautiful blonde strands of hair. 

“You’re... Crazy...” You mumbled, but the whimper that bubbled up from your throat couldn’t be denied by anyone in a ten-mile radius. 

“For you?” The man mumbled back. “I absolutely am...” 

He started to pull back, his warm breath damp on your neck but as he did you tightened your grip in his hair and held him in place: “N-No,” you stammered. “D-don’t stop.” 

The man hummed, staying still for a moment so long that you were sure that he was going to pull away, but then he was leaning back forward, his lips pressing to your neck, and you trembled as a small moan left your lips. 

“Pl-Please...” You mumbled. Your body was on fire, you felt unnaturally hot, and his lips felt so good. He continued to kiss at your neck, his teeth darting out every now and then to graze your skin- 

Your fingers tugged at his hair. “Fuck, I-I need you to bite me,” you blurted out. The statement made the man’s fingers still on your hip, where they had previously been drawing small circles. 

“You need me to bite you...?” He pondered. He tried to pull away from you, but you couldn’t look at him after blurting out such an insane request. You kept your grip as tight in his hair as you could. It made his fingers dig into your hips. “You don’t know what you are asking for darling.” 

The way that his lips curled up and down against your neck had goosebumps shooting down your arms. 

“Please, please, please,” you begged stupidly. “I want it, I really do.” 

The man was silent for a few seconds. 

“I won’t stop if I do...” He mumbled softly. You were confused by what he meant but then his fingers slid under the band of your panties and your face burned. You looked around the small party because yes you two were still in the main room. 

Sure, no one was paying attention to you two pushed up in this dark corner- thank goodness considering the fact that his arms had your dress bunched up in a way that left very little to the imagination but still. 

“I...” You trailed off, unsure of what was wrong with you. You should stop and think this through, but your core was burning so hot you couldn’t think straight. “I don’t want you to stop...” 

At the same time as the man’s fingers slid through your soaked folds, his teeth bit down on your skin. You let out a shaky moan as the small pinch of pain ran through your body and straight down to your stupid, traitorous pussy. Your walls clenched around nothing, and it made the man slid his fingers inside of you so that you had something to clench around. 

As he kept his teeth buried into your neck, you felt him sucking at your skin, slowly, lazily, and the feeling sent something akin to lightheadedness right up into your brain. Your eyes fluttered shut as he pushed his fingers deep into you. 

Your thighs shook because his fingers were so much longer than yours. They were pushed so deeply inside of you that it took everything in you not to come from that alone. His fingering pace matched the way that he sucked on your neck, making your brain a dizzy mess of horny desperation. Your hips rolled down into the palm of his hand, your breathing quickening as you felt yourself starting to grow closer to an orgasm. 

The man pulled back a bit, his teeth leaving your neck. You could feel his saliva dripping down your collarbone, but he licked it back up, his tongue soothing over where he had bitten you. 

“Calm down,” he mumbled. He hiked your thigh up higher with the hand that wasn’t actively fingering you, but it just made you whimper louder. 

“I-I’m so close,” you whispered back, shaking under his grip. He laughed breathlessly into the crook of your neck. 

“Trust me... I can tell...” He mumbled. He picked up the pace. “You’re so beautiful for me. Your pussy feels so good around my fingers. Squeezing me every time my teeth-” He pricked his teeth over your skin teasingly. “-mark your perfect skin.” 

You moaned, because apparently that was what did it for you nowadays. 

“A-Ah fuck.” 

You were completely intelligible. He pressed a kiss to the base of your throat. 

“Be a good girl and come for me, won’t you?” 

Just as he spoke his teeth bit back down into your neck. You moaned and as he began to suck again- Harder now, you started to come on his fingers. His fingers dragged your orgasm out of you, each thrust long and deep, his other hand rubbing soothing circles into your hip as your body shook under him. 

As soon as your breathing had returned to normal, his fingers slipped out of your soaked pussy and pressed against your thigh. He pulled away from your neck, his breaths coming in small pants as well. You looked down as he finally looked up at you, your brain fuzzy from the orgasm. 

He grinned at you his plump lips covered in red liquid that dripped down his chin. His tongue dragged over his lips and then flitted over his pointy teeth. He rose one of his hands to the corner of his lips and he gathered some of the liquid there with his thumb, popping it into his mouth. He moaned and pulled back from you a bit, his freehand fumbling with the buttons on his pants. 

“Fuck you taste delicious,” he moaned, and then the head of his cock was poking at your soaking wet entrance, and you completely forgot how to think reasonably. 

“Please,” you begged, your fingers tugging at the strands of his hair, not caring as you realized that it was your blood that you could feel dripping down your neck. “I need to feel you.” 

He pushed himself deep into you with one slow thrust and you two let out similar moans of relief. Something about having his cock pushed so deep inside of you just felt right. You finally felt like some missing piece of you had fallen into place and that piece was his dick spreading your pussy further open then it had ever been pressed before. 

“Oh y/n, you’re so perfect and you don’t even get it yet,” he mumbled softly. “So beautiful and warm just for me...” 

His thrusts were slow and drove you even crazier. You panted and tugged at his hair, quietly begging him to fuck you harder but his thumb pressed into the dip of your neck as he started to place open-mouthed kisses along your cheek, and it just had you clenching around him even harder. 

“You don’t get it yet,” he repeated, and his sharp teeth teased your bottom lip. You gasped and arched your back as his cock hit you deep, making shockwaves of pleasure rush through your body. You didn’t even realize that you were coming until this man was coming deep inside of you. You moaned as you felt his cum spurting deep inside your pussy, and you knew you shouldn’t want it or like it but you absolutely did. 

Your fingers pulled at this man's hair even harder as the orgasm shook your body. He came inside of you for an impossibly long time, so long that just when you thought you couldn’t handle it anymore and you were going to explode, he was pulling his cock out of you. There was a loud obscene pop, and his cum started to gush out over your thighs. As it soaked you, he secured your panties back into place, and slowly lowered your leg back down to the ground. 

Your whole body was being wrecked with how hard you were breathing, and you couldn’t help but lean forward, your head on his shoulder as he rearranged your clothes back on you as if he hadn’t just pumped you full of his cum. 

After a few moments of this, his thumb found its way under your chin, and he forced your eyes up to his. He gave you a small smile, one that didn’t expose his teeth. His eyes flickered over your face. 

“You are so perfect for me, did so well, didn’t you?” He praised lightly and then, later than it should have been said: “I’m Joshua.” 

You stared up at him, and quietly, shakily, started to say your name back. Part way through however, his thumb pressed to your lips. 

“Oh, I know,” he promised. “And soon enough you’ll understand.” 

He leaned forward, replacing his thumb with his lips to yours. The kiss was brief. 

“Let me take you away now,” he whispered softly against your lips. “Now you are all mine.” 

His hand brushed against the small of your back. 

“And I’m all yours my love.” 

You were a bit too tired to argue with him- Not that you would. Because as crazy as it was something about this and him just felt right... Your brain flashed images of this Joshua smiling up at you with sharp teeth and blood dripping down his chin, and you reminded yourself to bring that up with him later. 

[100-yardstare]

I was watching that new King Candy video on YouTube by Randomalistic and it got me thinking a lot about Wreck-It Ralph again, specifically about some background lore of the universe and the entire concept of the code and what it means to be alive in the arcade.

In this scene specifically, we are literally shown that code equals what is going on in the game. In the entire movie, "the code" is referenced like a god. You follow the code, you will be okay. If not, well... that could mean the end to either yourself or your world.

It's interesting to note that by dying outside your game you don't regenerate, yet manipulating the code itself like King Candy did didn't "delete" Vanellope. She was just made a glitch, which seems like a reasonable consequence of trying to delete her code. Perhaps it could explain why she couldn't leave the game Sugar Rush itself because her code was unstable, so the world's natural instruction to preserve her and itself would be to not allow her to leave.

But going beyond rules of the world of Wreck-It Ralph for a second, this is a cool reference to basic programing, which is essentially designing data into a sequence that a computer can interpret and execute. While the characters in Wreck-It Ralph are very much programs, they are also meant to be alive, and so, as this smart guy named Podolsky once said, "[there is a] counterpart for every element of the physical world." I don't remember where I read this part, but there were scientists talking about subatomic theory and how everything existing or anything that has existed is in some sort of quantum blueprint, parallel and expressing you, me, and that dog pissing on your tree outside into existence.

I AM GETTING TO MY POINT NOW

So my theory is that while a character may die and be unable to regenerate if something happens to them while they are outside their game, this doesn't necessarily mean that their code still doesn't exist.

Vanellope's code was attempted to be destroyed by King Candy, but that plot was a failure. He couldn't even modify existing code, like possibly changing the color of the salmon room or redesign Vanellope's kart because that's just what the code dictates. It's there and its permanent.

King Candy being an invader to Sugar Rush makes him not part of the game, and thus even though he was able to create an insert Sugar Rush character for himself to inhabit or essentially a "skin" to wear if you wanna be creepy about it, at the end of the movie he is gone. Dead as a door nail. He has no original code to refer back to because Turbo Time was unplugged, so he doesn't even have a source code that even remembers him as an individual. It's like a second death.

[hyperioncorps]

that stupid handsome jack gif ~ stimboard one two three ⟡ four five six ⟡ seven eight nine

[1of1sjjong]

[thebubblesareevil]

A Deal is a Deal…

I haven’t really posted any danny/kaldur in a bit so here you go

Danny was having a really long, really stupid day.

First he was late for his exam because he woke up to kitty and johnny fighting in his apartment. By the time he got that sorted out he had to rush to campus.

Then, by some miracle, the proctor let him in despite being late only to realize he was in the wrong exam halfway through. (He decided to finish the test and turn it in rather than admit his mistake.)

Then he finally managed to stop and get a truly unholy cup of coffee that he topped off with his last bit of ecto shot only for someone to run into him, spilling his coffee.

Which really didn’t make the blind date Sam set him up with anywhere near bearable. She was nice, don’t get him wrong, however Sam has two types of friends outside of Tucker and him. He was pretty sure he would have preferred hearing about the deforestation of the Amazon than have the heavily pierced girl get wayyy too excited when she realized he was from Amity Park. After he finally escaped with the excuse of feeding his dog Sam decided to call to find out how the date went.

“She did the thing Sam.” He stated bluntly as he struggled to unlock his door.

“And which thing would that be Danny? The one where she’s interested in your personality or the thing where you might need a restraining order?” He groaned, thumping his head on the door before checking the hall for neighbors. With the coast clear he phased through, once more leaving his arch nemesis to fight another day.

“The second one, or at least that definitely seemed where it was heading. She kept asking about all my favorite cemeteries back home.” He threw his keys on the counter, dropping his bag to the floor.

“Well did you tell her about the one near the old clocktower? I’m sure she loved that.”

“Sam, she wasn’t asking about nightly walks and talking to ghosts. She made some not so subtle hints about what she liked to do there.” He could hear Sam wince through the phone.

“Eww, sorry Danny. She really seemed like someone you would click with.” He sighed as he looked through the bare cabinets.

“Not your fault, to be fair things were going great till that point. Plus most people don’t see half as much as I do in graveyards. It could have been worse.” He grinned.

“Oh yeah, what are you thinking?”

“Do you remember that guy from the protest you set me up with awhile back?”

“You mean Orion? What about him? You said he tried to gas light you.” Sam almost sounded offended on behalf of her semi-cannibalistic friend.

“Oh he did more than that. He followed me home.”

“No!”

“Yep, apparently I was being stingy and he thought I owed him so he tried to steal my bike.” He laughed.

“Ugh, don’t worry I’ll be sure to pass the word on to his new partner Marcy. I guarantee he’ll regret it.” He shrugged as he ate a piece of plain bread.

“It’s whatever, at least he didn’t try to kill me.” Sam sighed.

“It was one time!”

“Oh really?” He said as he munched. “If I remember correctly it happened twice.” He could hear the sound of Sam smacking her forehead.

“The first time doesn’t count, that was an accident! Besides Valerie tried way more than I did.” She huffed.

“Yeah, I know.” He yawned, heading over to the bathroom, discarding his socks and shoes along the way. “Some how neither of you are even my worst exes to date.” Sam snorted.

“No I think that title belongs to that crazy Viking that was convinced you were going to start Ragnarok.” Danny felt a small tug at his core as he brushed his teeth.

“What can I say? She was charismatic!” He claimed after spitting into the sink.

“Yeah well Miss. Charismatic nearly talked you into a war with her brother just because he flirted with you.” The tug on his core got stronger. “Personally I would have gone with the brother.” Danny nodded as he nearly tripped walking to his bed.

“I mean, that was never in question. Regardless, I’m swearing off Vikings for the next century.” Danny began struggling to take his shirt off without setting down the phone. The tug on his core was stronger than ever, try as he might to ignore it.

“You really suck at this dating thing, I killed you twice and somehow I’m still not in your top ten-” Danny struggled to escape his stupid shirt as his core PULLED, sending him tumbling to the ground. With a groan Danny finally gave in and just pulled the stupid shirt through his body only to come face to face to someone that was distinctly NOT his bed.

He looked around,coming face to face to someone he was actively avoiding.

“Ello Phantom? How’s death going for ye.”

John Constantine, accompanied by what appeared to be some of the newer members of the Justice League.

Danny decided the best option for this would be to do his best impression of a confused, semi-hungover college student.

“Look man, I don’t know who you are, or what you want but do you have some coffee or something? I’m dying over here.”

“Yet not foolin anyone mate. Need a favor from you. Or rather your better half of you don’t mind.” John replied vaguely as he rubbed his hands together before blowing some kind of powder all over Danny.

Danny stood there flabbergasted, as a rain of dust? Covered him head to toe. He stood there for a minute before his face started to twitch as John began to chant a spell. Danny took a deep breath and-

“AACCHHOOO” John jumped back as the sneeze disrupted the dust.

“What the hell man?” He scolds as he rubbed his nose. John grunted.

“Stubborn little shit huh? Too bad we need the Phantom and he’s coming out one way or another.” Once more he began to chant, Danny however chose to ignore this fact as he took in the faces surrounding the circle. They were clearly some of the younger heroes, even a few apprentices by the looks of it. But Danny really didn’t have time for this, he had another exam tomorrow.

“Look man, I’m not sure what you’ve been smokin or how I got here but unless you’re gonna help me study for my engineering exam, then I gotta go.”

“Please wait.” Danny spun around to face the hero standing behind him, stopping him before he even started to leave. The handsome hero stood tall, clearly he was the leader of this group, which begged the question of-

“Why? What you guys possibly want from me?”

“Allow me to explain. I am Kaldur’ahm, though I am also known as Aquaman. We are seeking the help of a spirit of hope and protection that goes by the name of Phantom. We need his help.” Danny gave the gilled hero a considering look.

“With what?” Kaldur’ahm somehow managed to stand up even straighter.

“A powerful magician by the name of Zatanna was pulled into the Infinite Realms. We need to help of Phantom so we can venture into the realms to retrieve her.” He replied with a barely noticeable sense of urgency. Danny raised a brow.

“You want to go to another dimension? With help from a ghost named Phantom? And you want my help to what? Summon him?” John scoffed, completely ignoring the glare Aquaman sent his way.

“Don’t go playin dumb mate. How exactly do you think you got here.” He pointed to the floor “ That there is a summoning circle, invoking Phantom by name. Now here’s how I figure it. Either you’ve gone and disguised yourself or you decided to take this poor sod for a joy ride.” He smirked. “So which one is it mate?” Danny glared at the Englishman.

“Whether you’re Phantom or not we need help.” Danny sighed as he looked back at the hero.

“Well what’s in it for me? You dragged me from my apartment and you want my help, give me a reason.” He announced.

“Name your price demon.” Danny rolled his eyes at the annoying sorcerer.

“Not a demon.” He paused, trying to figure out what he could ask for as the little heroes started to get nervous. He was gonna help them one way or another, ideally they would give up on him and send him back to his apartment. It would be easy enough to get a magician out of the realms. Danny took one more look around the circle before grinning.

“How about a date?” He said, looking directly at Kaldur’ahm with a grin. He laughed before he continued “Just Kidd-”

“Deal.” Danny choked on his own spit as his cheeks lit up like a Christmas tree. John shouting from the other side of the circle.

“What the bloody hell kind of request was that?!?”

“ I didn’t think he’d say yes!!!!” Danny covered his cheeks as the handsome hero smiled at him.

“A small sacrifice to help a friend, though not a difficult one.” Danny’s face turned a darker shade of red as green started to bleed into his cheeks. ‘Was this guy seriously flirting with him right now?!?’ The hero raised a single smug brow at him, tilting his head just slightly to the side.

“Do we have a deal?” Danny took a deep breath, coughing into his hand.

“Uh, yeah sure, I’ll get your friend back from the realms.” Kaldur’ahm smiled, Danny blushed. “I guess I’ll just… yeah.”

“We shall begin preparations immediately. Once Phantom arrives we should head out immediately, the less time Zatanna spends in the realms the better.” His face closing off as he got serious, Danny couldn’t deny it was cute before he realized what he said.

“Oh, yeah no, you guys aren’t going.” John practically growled causing the hairy green kid to back up.

“Like hell we aren’t! Just because you claim to be a spirit of protection doesn’t mean I trust ye.” Danny turned a steely glare on the sorcerer as he walked towards him. He made it all the way to the edge and the look of confidence he’d been sporting during this whole ordeal dropped from his face as Danny stepped over the edge of the circle.

“I don’t give two shits if you trust me! You aren’t welcome in the Realms John Constantine. Not until you get that piece of patchwork you call a soul sorted out!” He looked around at the rest of the people in the room. “Besides, it’s against the rules to bring the living into the Realms and I’d rather not have to deal with Walker today, thank you very much.” John glared.

“Look here you dead piece of sh-”

“HALF-dead thank you.” He interrupted as he started to float off the ground. “Now buzz off before I change my mind.” John looked as though he intended to reply when Kaldur’ahm stopped him.

“Enough Constantine, we need his help. For Zatanna.” The British asshole grumbled to himself as he scurried off to the side. Danny stepped back on the ground, making his way over to the Atlantean.

“Hey Kaldur’ahm, before I get your friend, you don’t actually have to go on a date with me.” He looked away as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I was gonna help you anyway, I just wanted to get under Johnny boy’s skin.” He just looked at Danny with a smile.

“I thank you, however a deal is a deal, it’s too late to back out now.” Danny’s jaw dropped as the Atlantean grinned. “And please, call me Kaldur.” Danny coughed into his hand to try to force himself to talk.

“Okay… well… okay then… um…” he studdered, dying a little more inside. “I’m gonna go get your friend we can…uh… talk about the details after.” Kaldur nodded as Danny reached a hand behind him to open a portal.

“Agreed, and please be careful Phantom.” Danny paused.

“You can, you can call me Danny.” He back with a slight stutter.

“Very well Danny.” He smiled. Danny blushes as he backed up into the portal, tripping over his own two feet as he fell through. Once on the other side he quickly reached out to find the intruder in his domain. She was easy enough to find, he didn’t even bother transforming. She was standing on an unclaimed floating island only a few miles from where he opened the portal.

Armed with the knowledge that she regularly worked with superheroes he thought it would be best to announce his presence before he surprised her.

“You wouldn’t happen to be a magician by the name of Zatanna would you?” The fierce woman turned, her wand posed, ready to send a flurry of spells at a moments notice.

“And if I am?” Danny smiled.

“A friend of yours asked me to come get you.” She looked at him suspiciously.

“And which friend would that be?”

“A cute Atlantian with a killer sense of humor, named Kaldur.” She raised an eyebrow at that.

“I’ve never heard him described as having a sense of humor.” Danny chuckled.

“Yeah, I told him I’d come get you in exchange for a date. He didn’t even hesitate. Like he’d actually wanna go on a date with a ghost!” He replied with a laugh. Zatanna however did not join in and instead looked Danny up and down before looking him dead in the eyes. She grinned.

“Gotta say I can’t exactly blame him. It’s not often he gets asked out by handsome shirtless men.” Danny squinted at her confused before looking down. His eyes went wide as he realized he hadn’t been wearing a shirt the whole time!

[writterings]

the thing they don't tell you about most mlm romance books is that they fucking suck ass

[gorgynei]

more of Chetney and poetry from Kaveh Akbar's Calling a Wolf a Wolf

[eerna]

Oh my gosh the Mabel hate is ridiculous and I agree with everything you said. It’s funny bc the Pines family allll have healthy egos (even if they do have insecurities as well) and their egos have tunnel visioned and made them selfish at one moment or another and yet Mabel, the only girl too, is the only one who gets excessive hate for it. Also, I think a lot of this stems from the fact that Bill called Mabel selfish and Dipper sacrificing and ppl have this tendency to just take what characters say about themselves and others as Truth. Characters can have wrong ideas and opinions and lie and manipulate. Like c’mon. But I am happy with how much Mabel love and appreciation has come along with the BoB revival, if nothing else. My girl<3

Bro ikr... We have 4 Pines family members, three are guys, one is a girl. I started listing all the selfish choices the guys made throughout the show, but there were so many I had to delete it all so this ask wouldn't be pages long. So why is the most hated character in the fandom a little girl who is not simply selfish, but "way more selfish" than these other people?? Did we watch the same show??? Stan literally chose to save one person knowing it would probably cause the apocalypse, but we are focusing on Mabel stealing the Journal that one time??? And YEAHHH that's my theory too, they took what Bill said literally and forgot the context!!! A demon was trying to convince Mabel to betray Dipper by convincing her she is a bad person anyway and should follow her selfish instincts, but she was like "NUH UH" and kicked his ass because that's the entire point. I love how the fandom is in a renaissance 8 years after the show ended and people have grown up and feminism was introduced into public consciousness <3<3<3 My girl is getting her justice <3<3<3

[ganondoodle]

wait does the thing that some people think totk (or the stuff in the past) takes place before all other zelda games really just come from rauru and sonia founding hyrule??

hyrules been newly founded and switched places multiple times tho, plus this is an entirely new ""timeline"" anyway

botw + totk are their own thing with lots of references to other games bc funney referenceeee really, i doubt there was supposed to be any kind of deeper connection

(lets ignore the fact that they made botw to be a sort of soft reset and connect it all back together and then made its sequel do time fuckery AGAIN messing it all up again considering the continuity problems with them both .... and causing people to think they have to cram totks past parts into the old timeline somehow)

[skyward-floored]

I can’t be the only one who’s annoyed at ao3 bundling botw and totk fics together, right? Even from the perspective of someone who’s played both (I haven’t yet), doesn’t the option not to be able to filter between them get bothersome? What if I want to read just a botw fic? No totk anything? For me, who’s still trying to avoid totk spoilers, it’s maddening.

I can’t just filter out totk fics, unlike every other zelda game on the entire website, I have to block all the character tags, and all the ship tags, and any additional tags as well that might even remotely have anything to do with totk, and then just cross my fingers and hope that everyone tagged things properly and I don’t get smacked with a giant spoiler in any untagged stuff.

I’ve mostly just given up on reading anything botw. It’s not worth it.

[fromtheseventhhell]

Zutaras are really the original self-insert, "we understand the story soooooo much better than everybody else" girlies and they just never moved on

[the-cpu-system]

Does anyone care about Jackstone

[taylorstheorem]

WE FINALLY GOT A HAPPY ENDING IN STAR WARS SINCE 1983 HOW ARE WE FEELING