#crack or maybe not? idk

[halofcrged]

In the vein of this; send questions in as reporters / fans or what not like you see actors etc answer from fans for pr stunts for John to answer ic?

[clonerightsagenda]

I was rambling on the issue of museums and human remains and how certain populations are more likely to have their bodies put on display to be gawked at and then went "well I guess the Pompeii casts were of Europeans. there are bones in there right?" and Googled it to make sure, at which point I confirmed that yes there are bones in there, but more interestingly DNA testing revealed that a cast of an adult holding a child everyone assumed was a mother and child were, in fact, a man and a kid entirely unrelated to him. Honestly that's more moving to me. Maybe they were connected in a way other than blood, but maybe a stranger saw a child when the world was ending and thought the one thing he could do was hold them.

[paintedcrows]

Totally Normal Trigonometry Things

[artsymeeshee]

I just realized Stan has a crack in his glasses in your newest Instinct page

Now he and Ford match <3

[juniemunie]

Its the kids turn!! ⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

i put way too much effort in this

Don't worry they're still FAR from the conventional nuclear family lmao

PJ is by @/7goodangel

Gradient is by @/askcomboclub

Template by @/unu-nunu-art

Error and Fresh by @/loverofpiggies

Ink by @/comyet

Design notes under!

Design Notes for PJ:

-Error patches up the tears on his scarf! Very nice of him to do.

-All the art materials he has stashed on his belt are for food. He likes to snack on em often.

-Because of Error's..."tolerance" of him, he has more strings that he can use. He's got enough to form legs.

-Fresh gifts him magical ink durable Heely shoes! Instead of shedding footprints all over the place, he can instead heely/skate around and leave behind lines. He's creative on using it during battles. He would never admit it, but he appreciates the gift.

Design Notes for Gradient:

-I based his outfit off ye old web aesthetics like Cyber Grunge,,, I really liked the big pants look on him.

-I placed his scarf on his neck to match with his family, but also to match Template's scarf hehe, a little sign of his influence.

-You can't see it but his laptop bag has a ton of pins and merch of random dated internet references.

-His shoes looking old design Ink's shoes were complete accident but I liked it enough to keep anyway. Maybe Ink gave it to him and he spiced it up!

[canthandlethishit]

what if tim and jason relationship isn’t like ‘you hurt me but it was the pit rage and youre sorry now so we good’ but tim absolutely retaliate by making jason’s life hell and it turns into a full out prank-war and they become friends again from that

like Jason fully meant to hurt tim in the titan tower and tim going ‘pffft you robin on steroids’ ‘omg Jason finally some age-appropriate clothing and real pants’ ‘bro you gotta lay-off the cows with all that leather’ <- tim has the pass to make these jokes because *points at titan incident* he makes damn sure he uses the pass with grace and excellent execution

like i want Jason to slowly go like ‘im sorry for legit trying to murder you’ and his reasoning being because i legit meant it and that was horrible and the pit influence was real but it only served to amplify all the other fucked up stuff and not the root of all his actions

and tim accepting the apology on his terms like ‘its chill bro ig i understand where it came from and it was fucked up asf but hey i got to vocalize all this morbid too soon jokes i would’ve never got to so’

like a more gradual jason - tim relationship being built up, and tim being a lot more of a little shit and jason is like damn you earned your robin place in the snark-roasting department alone

also when damian comes in the picture and after the whole time stream thing jason and tim can make fun/ one up each other form their being replaced reactions

‘you literally dressed up in traffic light colors with shorts and beat up a minor’

‘you literally joined an assassin organization, became an international criminal and lost a spleen’

‘that’s rich coming from you, red hood, the CRIMELORD’

[radiance1]

The League tried to interrupt a summoning of a powerful being from the Infinite Realms. From the information they collected, the being isn't of the status of a royalty, but they still had to be careful as the being the summoners tried to call forth was still of noble status.

They failed.

The head cultist finished the ritual, the last words to finish the summoning left their tongue and the room was suddenly doused in heat, as black flame came to life from within the circle, twisting and turning, back and forth until a pair of red eyes suddenly flashed from inside the twisting pillar of flame and just as suddenly as the eyes appeared, was the pillar broken apart.

What was left behind was the figure of a giant phoenix, wings spread as embers black as night gently fell down to the floor below and suddenly disappearing, as if they were never there in the first place.

"Who dares to disturb-" The being started, eyes scanning the crowd below before stilling, extremely and worryingly quiet. One of them quietly cursed. "Constantine..." The creature's voice was low, dangerously low, no doubt anger in its voice as it called out the Warlock's name.

Everyone tensed, expecting something dangerous, except for the cultists, and the Head, who turned his head towards them and smiled, obviously expecting them to be reduced to not even ash.

"100 years. One. Hundred. Years." The being spoke, and confusion wormed its way into the hearts of all those present. "100 years I have waited for you, and when we finally meet once again it's not even you summoned me but these-" The creature waved a wing at the cultist below. "-These fatuous and vacuous little things."

"And what is this? You surrounded yourself with those not even of human birth before you have even thought about me?" The noble's eyes narrowed. "Did our relationship mean nothing to you?

Someone, probably not Constantine, choked.

"Well then, after all of this time you can at least make yourself useful." In a flash of black fire, Constantine was brought from within the ranks of heroes and in front of the beast, a man who seemed to be trying to-and unsuccessfully- lighting a smoke. "Ah, why do that when you have me?" The being purred, bending down to apparently light a smoke before freezing, as if remembering what exactly it was doing, but the action was already done, and Constantine was killing his lungs away.

The phoenix snapped back up to standing above everyone else, clearing its throat as if what happened decidedly didn't happen.

"What exactly did you want me to be useful for, love?" Constantine asked, expelling the smoke from his lungs and deciding that this might as well be happening. The noble huffed, folding its wings at its sides as it stared down at its apparent lover. "Take care of our son for once in your sad, pathetic life."

This time, not only did Constantine choke, but a good chunk of people there did as well. Constantine ran a hand through his hair, looking up at the phoenix incredulously. "Aren't we both men?"

The phoenix looked at his lover as if he were stupid. "Your point?"

"I-" Constantine sighed, took a breath, held, then expelled more smoke from his lungs. Apparently, he decided not to question anything anymore. "You know what? Sure, where is the little bugger?"

Over the next few moments, both the Justice League and Cultists were treated to the noble transforming into a human (still having wings) and handing over their apparent child-who looked nothing like them by being a dragon, but who were they to question the apparent reproduction of a being from the Infinite Realms- and being lectured about what not to do and what to do and how he should be cared for.

Also, a warning for his many powers.

Then the Duke stole a kiss (One that he claimed was long overdue) and left.

The room was silent, only the sounds of breathing occupying the room as the temperature was brought back down to normal levels.

A moment later, Batman walked up to the nearby cultist and punched him across the face and knocking him out cold, suddenly reminding everyone what exactly they were here for.

A while later, in the meeting room, everyone looked at Constantine. Who had a baby eastern dragon wrapped around one arm (who was apparently his child) and rubbing his temple with the other.

"I can't explain this."

===

Danny was actually not Constantine kid, neither was he Vlad's. Biologically, at the very least, however. Vlad did adopt both him and Jasmine a while back after their whole parent fiasco.

They're dead, sadly unable to become ghosts, or perhaps not so sadly.

Of course, they unfortunately outlived Jasmine, which was to be expected, but Vlad and Danny did grow close enough that they no longer viewed each other as enemies.

However, who could have expected that Danny, finally ascending to his princely status, would turn him back into a literal child because he was, for all intents and purposes, one by Dragon standards.

Utter malarkey, he would say.

Taking care of that boy was the worst few memories he has ever had. He was constantly being kept from his sleep, his work being interrupted constantly, and the child managed to find a way to leave his sight at each and every turn.

But there were some sweet moments, he would say.

It's only reasonable, however, that his lover (who he hasn't seen for an entire century might he add) share the workload.

[icara-mack]

bunnyblade on the SMP what will he do Once again joined @sixteenth-day-event for a v cool prompt <3 Went with the extreme events: switching dimensions prompt!

[froggtogs]

breakfast!

[chamoemileclown]

*jellies your eggs*

[gojoest]

living with toji in a small studio apartment where you have so little furniture it’s basically just a bed, a table, two chairs, a small kitchen box and a tiny bathroom, but it’s the happiest you’ve ever been. you’re trying to figure out what you’ll do once the baby is born, you can’t possibly afford a bigger place right now. but he tries so hard, he tells you everything will be alright even though he’s quite terrified himself. not that he shows it, but you know. he wants to give you a better life, and he tries really hard to provide you more comfort however he can. you never wash the dishes at home, he does. he makes sure the laundry is dealt with. he gets you something sweet when he comes to pick you up from work. sometimes you eat ice cream in the park. he’s not good with words, but he’s soft with his actions. yes, he’s soft even if he looks like a brute. he picks flowers for you sometimes. he’s happy when you put them in a vase. his eyes smile when he looks at you. he likes to cook dinner for you (he only knows how to make a few things but they’re very good!). he builds a crib for the baby. he will work even harder now to make a room.

[ruskatuskapuskasapuska]

Toxic old man yaoi, save me toxic old man yaoi

(I want these two to interact so bad, they'd either not care about each other at all or a fight would break out immediately on sight (the latter's funnier so I'm going with that))

Feat. Their personal Stockholm-victim little hater��� -squad

[on-the-clear-blue]

A slight cross-over...

Edna Mode, sitting across the table from the Justice League, the room is silent except for the sound of ice cracking in the glass of water infront of her. She does not move to drink from it.

"Brucie darling, you arnt fooling anyone, take off that hideous cowl. Yes I know it's you under that teenage angst, I would know those cheekbones even if i was blind...Ollie dear, you as well, that silly little mask does nothing to help you hide that horid facial hair."

Both Green Arrow and Batman seem to wince. Before pulling off their respective gear, Bruce seems apathetic while Oliver had a shameful blush on his face.

Edna tsks, shifting as she levels the combined JL a small glare

"There is my handsome clients, now...can anyone of you tell me why you arnt wearing the suits I made you? I spent many weeks making them and yet...here you are."

Clark, trying to speak up for himself, "Well Ma'am it's just...the suits were lovely but most of us have a image to hold and-"

Bruce looks like he just ate a whole lemon, peel and all, while Oliver is hiding his face in his hands, muttering "Clark shut up shut up shut up"

Edna raises a single eyebrow, "And what? I design suits that save lives and you choose to what? Forsake that for branding? Tsk tsk Superman...." shaking her head she got up from the chair, not getting to the ground, no she stands on the table, walking down it as she speaking to each hero.

"Green Lantern, suit is tacky, the concept of making it each time you use your ring is novel but is bad because you have no real protection, also...no helmet making you subseptible to blunt force trauma via a yellow baseball bat."

"Martian Manhunter, truly serving runway looks wearing only a chest harness, a pair of panties and gogo boots with a belt, but where is the fire proofing? Where is the protection from fire arms? Also! NO CAPES!"

"Wonder Woman, Diana, my girl...I know that is forged by the gods but my suit has actual bust support and pockets that you can fit things in...the gauntlets are great but what about full body coverage of that hrm?"

"Aqua Man, you are the only one I like, Atlantian chain mail is good, but I am better, won't let harpoons get into you darling...also HELMETS! How many times has one of you been knocked out by just a hit to the back of the head!"

"Tsk, Brucie I don't know what you have done to my suit, but this is not it, you added more plating and it got so much heavier...AND THE CAPE! Why must you defile my art boy, NO CAPES!"

"Flash, darling, my sweet summer child, there is no way a suit that fits into a ring has proper protection for the damage you take on a constant basis, it is thin and will break at the slightest cut, also...WHY DO YOU NOT WEAR A HELMET YOU FOOLISH BOY! The first one of you did and he seems to be the only smart one!"

"And lastly...Superman...I greatly displeased, I gave you a suit that would make you unstoppable! Lead armor sealed in a enamel coating, face coverage that stops you from being mind controlled by pollen, attachable handle bars so civilians you are carrying will have a place go hold on to! It was perfection!"

Edna was a bit red in the face as she stared down the now cowering Kryptonian, "And most importantly? NO GOD DAMN CAPE!"

Huffing, the small woman flopped down to the floor, "My suits are made for the best *by* the best, which is moi, wear them! They are so much better than some silly recognition! What is earth to do if it's defenders are easily beaten by brain truama!"

[spagheddiediaz]

hey can you imagine eddie goes down to texas to pick up chris and ramon is like “hey im coming back with you bc your mother and i are getting a divorce” and then we get a sitcom-esque sequence of the 3 generations of diaz boys living together

[dykedvonte]

I was rewatching mouthwashing, and I ended up thinking of the different reactions that Curly and Jimmy had in doing their tasks. How during the scene of Anya evaluating Jimmy and showing dread towards the idea of doing his evaluation, Curly was the one that offered to take it off her hands. He had no issue with adding more to his plate, because he knew - or well, thought, he knew that Jimmy wasn't going to "bullshit" with him since he's known him for a long time. When Anya hands Curly a note from Swansea, Curly goes to check out what the issue is and he takes care of it without a complaint, the only "complaint" he has is how this incident could have damaged the pods. Which is reasonable, those pods are their only way to be saved if anything tragic happens on the ship. However, in comparison to Jimmy being asked to do things, he's passive-aggressive about it. When Anya asks Jimmy if he could help her out with Curly's painkillers, he tells her that people should be worth their titles, specifically using her title as a nurse when she asked him for help and then when she says forget it, since he made her feel insecure, he still goes "Oh no, I'LL take care of it" as if he was doing a chore, a favor for her. Then, there's that part where he blows up at her for things that she didn't even ask him to do - more so the others asked him about it, like the code scanner, him deciding he needed to find the axe for the foam, and then, there's the medicine part (which when she does ask, and she reconsiders - going to do it herself, he takes that away from her). Jimmy complains about the tasks he has to do and he treats it like a big issue, a "woes me" that he has to do this and that - wanting the praise of the capital without actually doing any work. While Curly doesn't complain about it, in fact, he even mentions that he's aware of how well he is doing at his job as a Captain during that cockpit scene with him and Jimmy. If Jimmy only had to do a small amount of tasks to get irritated and annoyed at being captain, while Curly didn't which I feel like encapsulates their personalities. Curly understands what he's doing is a job, it's a responsibility, why would he complain at any point for doing what he's suppose too? Why would he be upset at people asking him to do tasks? While Jimmy on the other hand, isn't used to it at all and it's different to what he's had before and he's realizing that he doesn't actually like doing the work he has too. I just wanted to ramble about it even if it seemed kind of obvious xd

It’s obvious but it is a thing people miss or understate when trying to find parallels in Curly’s and Jimmy’s relationship/personalities.

Like the way people portray it as neither taking responsibility when it is almost split down the middle of Curly taking responsibilities and faults that shouldn’t be his and making himself unequipped to handle the ones that are while Jimmy refuses to handle the responsibilities he has because he wasn’t expecting the work that comes with them.

Not a lot to say but people forget that another thing the game comments on is prioritization of issues and responsibilities and how the guys fail at it in one way or another in the situation.