#coldcock

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#ColdCock #HearbleWhisky

[yashley]

It’s about this time, another voice pushes into your head, like a bat out of hell. 

[tenthhex]

I did the most INTJ thing the other day and I started telling a fellow kinkster about it. He doesnt know much about MBTI so I started off by telling him that the Intj stereotype is Batman. Well. That conversation derailed right into "Alfred forcemascing Bruce as a young adult and erasing all evidence of his wrong gender". I don't read fanfiction, but someone please write this. I'll read it. Idgaf if it's "bad". Feed this gremlin.

[aevarswall]

Surely after this good work I'll be holy enough to approach God without shame!

[whimsicalcotton]

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[jayviked]

umm

[theyre-gay-because-i-say-so]

Today's LGBT+ Headcanon is;

Maximillion 'Max' Galactica from Ace Attorney-Trans Nonbinary (He/They)

Species: Human

Status: Alive

[enigmaris]

Danny Kills the Joker AU

Danny is on the run in gotham, as you do in dpxdc fics. His parents are dead and he is trying to stay out of Vlad's custody. Gotham has plenty of ectoplasm to hide his ecto signature. It also has a high enough population of homeless people that no one would even notice Danny just showing up.

He's been living rough in gotham, mostly sticking to Crime Alley and The Narrows, sleeping in abandoned buildings or in relatively clean parts of the sewer system. He eats what he can find and does his best never to be seen.

Not good enough since he along with like 30 other street kids get picked up by joker goons and tied up. Joker is planning an explosive party for the city to watch and he needed guests. Joker literally set up bombs of joker gas around the city that will go off and send the entire city into pandemonium, killing millions. The only way to stop the bombs is to kill his guests (homeless kids from Crime Alley) which the city can vote on. Kill themselves or kill kids.

Danny is sitting at the edge of the group, listening as Joker televises his new plan to the entire city.

He really, really hates clowns.

He is also not gonna let this guy kill all of these kids. He may not be a hero anymore but those protection instincts didnt die with his parents.

And also fuck that clown.

He phases through his bonds, and then starts asking the various kids to borrow their hat, gloves, and scarf. Gotham street kids take one look at this out of town kid and mentally wish him luck while planning out his funeral. They keep on acting terrified because as stupid as this kid is being, they're not snitches either.

Danny puts on the borrowed clothes to hide his face and hair. He can't be identified, or Vlad is gonna be on his ass tomorrow. Once fully covered he gets up and into view of the camera. The Joker notices him, turns around to laugh and jeer at him. Probably shoot him for being impolite and interrupting him. Danny doesnt even pause just walks right up to the clown and coldcocks him.

Based on the sound of bones snapping Danny admits he might have punched a little too hard. Danny checks the Jokers pulse and immediately panics. Danny has Batman levels of fear around killing and he is panicking about becoming Dan.

"Holy Shit I killed him!" He says, to the entire city because the camera is still rolling.

Cue:

Danny running for his life, trying to hide away from his fear and guilt.

Red Hood becoming like his dad and drawing up mental adoption papers

Harley Quinn also drawing up adoption papers, paper ones, while Poison Ivy changes their home's 'no boys allowed' banner to 'son boy allowed'

Jokers goons trying to find Danny to kill him for killing their boss

City wide pandemonium as the jokers death is confirmed and people are partying in the streets, the mayor is planning on giving the street kid who did it the key to the fucking city

The batfam trying to find Danny to protect him from Jokers Goons (Bruce is third in line for custody not that he knows he is gonna have to fight both Harley and Jason for the honor)

The crime alley kids are still not snitching on the kid who saved them. Anyone who asks them about Danny only respond with 'what are you a cop? Fuck off pig'

Vlad Masters, as someone who has been punched by Danny, immediately recognizes the punch and flies to Gotham to find his wayward 'son'.

Vlad even meets with Brucie Wayne to ask for help in finding Danny. Bruce gets bad vibes from Vlad and is even more invested in finding Danny. The boy has dark hair, blue eyes, and a tragic orphan backstory. Its fate!

Danny meanwhile is hiding in some sewer somewhere breathing into a paper bag as he panics about becoming a world ending threat.

[thenukacolachallenge]

it really doesn’t seem like Page One is having a very good week.

[zodiac-wars]

Absolutely nothing in this entire season so far rocked my shit like this scene. Maybe nothing in D20. Absolutely coldcocked.

[eebie]

i glare at myself in the mirror and swing a punch in a fit of rage but my reflection counters it and coldcocks me right across the jaw and steps out of the mirror while im down and just absolutely wrecks my shit

[disgruntledseagull]

Is it just me or is this problem already sorting itself out?

I mean people make a big deal out of violent crime statistics but they always express them in the most disingenuous ways.

Like what percentage of citizen interactions will result in a violent crime?

There's your golden question.

Because all you will hear is "Black people commit 52 when 13!" and these sound like big numbers but the real question is "What is the percentage chance that any given person will commit a violent crime against me personally?"

It's fucking infinitesimal.

It's not equally small for a young black man as a old white woman but it's equally insignificant when it comes to making your judgments about individuals.

The right thing to do is keep your eye out for any motherfucker acting sketchy, regardless of apparent racial or other categories, not prejudge everyone.

Prejudice leaves you unaware at all the wrong times.

Since some people seem confused why I pointed out that thr FBI had stopped recording violent crime statistics by race;

[justdealingwithsomeissues]

Alan Davis' run on Excalibur is iconic... and with him leaving the book, it takes such a sudden drop in quality that it feels like getting coldcocked out of nowhere.

[beardedmrbean]

Ravioli/raviolo anon here. It occurred to me that I never followed up on my story of how I escaped my roommate's various attempts on my life and I managed to dodge them all like some drunken Mr. Bean. (Is that what I said? I hardly remember, lol. For the record, I don't really drink so much anymore. After I walked home from a birthday celebration a few years back (it wasn't a rager or anything, the bar was just across the road and my birthday is in February so we didn't want to go far) and coldcocked my dome running at top speed into a fence (I was trying to make it into the exit gate before it closed, didn't realize there was a post that came out horizontally across because I don't see very well on account of the fact that I wear colored lenses), I cracked my skull and you can still see where I hit the fence (on my head, I mean, it was a wrought iron fence so I assume I didn't damage it but I never checked), so that's when I realized it was time to slow down).

So it WAS a true story, (I don't really watch television or read much though so if it does resemble a piece of media, I wouldn't know it, lol). Anyway, since I tend to ramble, I will make an effort to keep this in the realm of "less than a novel" but I can't exactly make any promises. I don't know how to add a "read more" or anything fancy like that so in the interest of shortening it I won't be offended if you screenshot only the important parts or even just don't answer it, lol.

There's a little bit of backstory about how I ended up living with the roommate and why he wanted to kill me, long story short he was in the hole about $1600 with me because he bought a motorcycle from me but was "still making payments" on it. He suggested I come room with him in this cheap apartment while we both drove for UPS for peak season. He got fired day two on the job, and so after that he planned to rob me as soon as I finished the season. (In addition to never paying for the bike). I'm a simple guy, though, so I really only had my truck (worthless) and a mattress, and I was just working for the love of the sport so I sent all my checks to my mother and had her send me back a hundred a week. So he can't rob me, so he decides at this point he's mad enough to kill me, and thinks himself pretty clever and that he can do it without getting caught.

About a week into this nonsense, he tells me he's got a job interview in NYC or something, he's gonna be gone tonight, whatever. I'm like, fine, no big deal, hope you get the job, buddy, I'm pretty terrible at this whole UPS thing so I'll be back at midnight or something when I'm done my route. I get home, and I'm about to go to bed, and that's when I decided at about 1AM I sincerely want a grilled cheese sandwich. So I got up, drove across town, and went over to a buddy's house for grilled cheese at 1AM. Come to find out we had a gas leak all night and my roommate is just VERY SHOCKED that we BOTH happened to be out, what are the odds. I'm all "hey, man, God is good, I'll drink to that, get me another beer".

Not long after that, I finish my route at who friggin' knows how late, I'm the last guy in the lot, even the security guards have gone home, and my truck (which cannot be locked, I don't have a key for the door so I leave it unlocked) is, what the heck, locked. I have no way of calling my roommate (same reason why I drove across town to find my buddy instead of just calling and asking: I didn't have a phone at the time), and it's looking like I might just freeze to death out here because it's -3F and it's after midnight in New England, so there's nobody out and about. Well, nobody, except this old Russian guy who sees me standing next to my truck, asks if I need help, and when I tell him I'm locked out, he tells me he's been in prison a few times for carjacking and will get me into my truck in no time. Which he does. So I bring him home with me and we have a beer (he had a few more than me, I had to work in the morning. You know how it is.) (And for the record I have never driven under the influence. I didn't go to college, my CDL is all I have. I don't dick around with that.)

So at this point, my roommate is pretty pissed. I'm either too hammered or too tired to notice. UPS is really kicking my ass. It's finally Christmas time, time to celebrate the end of peak season with a trip to the bar, oorah. He gives me a bottle of Poland Springs and says to drink the whole thing, it's water and we're gonna be drinking hard tonight, gotta hydrate or die-drate, bitch. I knock it back and wouldn't you know it, that son of a bitch didn't give me water, this is straight Everclear. I get to the bar and I'm already sick, I go straight to the toilet and barf all over the place. Somewhere along the line I went up to the bar and started dozing off, at which point they kicked me out, so roommate says "don't worry, I'm gonna take him home". Not sure what the plan from there was, tbqh. I DO know that I realized about halfway out of the city that we weren't headed back to our apartment, and that we were headed towards either Connecticut or NYC, and I told him I wanted to go back home because I did NOT want to go to NYC because if we were going to NYC, that meant we were probably going to watch Eric Andre with his boring cousin in Queens and I was really not in the mood. I'm pretty sure he planned on dumping me somewhere on the highway where I'd freeze to death, and I was slipping back and forth out of consciousness, but I was SO consumed by how badly I did NOT want to go to Queens and watch Eric Andre, I called the cops and told them I was being kidnapped to watch Eric Andre. They were more concerned about the kidnapping part for some reason, (criminal restraint, I think is actually what they called it), caught up to roommate and I halfway out of Clifton Park (we'd apparently been doing 110MPH on the freeway and he was swerving all over the place) and he got arrested.

The next morning the cops told me I should press charges, but that meant staying in the state (because I'd have to be there when it went to trial) and I had other plans. So, I let karma do its work on the roommate (no idea where he is now or what's become of him, but I do know he lost his license and later blew every cent he had on some raffle scam for a Toyota out in California), packed up my stuff, and moseyed on.

I'm marathoning The Twilight Zone with a friend online today (watching the same eps on the same service) this was wilder than any episode I've seen ever.

[happyk44]

The most ideal age rate for Grover (for my personal amusement anyway) is him aging at a third - which would make him look about 13 when Percy is 16, and 16 when Percy is 24. Add in my "their bromance is physically affectionate" headcanon and shenanigans ensue 🙌

Lol, Grover looking 18 at 46 calling a 30 year old man his best friend in public, as said 30 year old holds his hand and leans into his side and snuggles him from behind and calls him babe (platonically). Percy going from best friend, to babysitter, to possible older brother, to potentially the father? (or maybe he's just a creep, get 911 ready)

Grover getting an extra few years of the kids menu and discounted movie prices and free/cheaper bus rides, and being so miffed when he has to start paying full price for things. Percy teasing him because by the time he qualifies for senior citizen discounts he's still gonna look way too young for it.

("you should've milked the cheap prices while you had them, G-man" "shut up Percy, or I'm gonna get you arrested for being a pervert" "well now I'm gonna cuddle you even harder" "okay, but if that lady staring at us coldcocks you, I'm not explaining shit")

[beebopurr]

Sgshesgs I'm so sorry but that pic with suiko Leo next to Draxum

In the midst of admiring the latest in cool outfits of turtle raised by Draxum and how the pattern and silhouette looks like a cobra hood and snake belly pattern the colors coldcocked me with

Monster High Cleo De Nile

Suiko vs. Cleo De Nile when