#dead jokes

[psychologeek]

We all know Jason died on April 27/6th.

He crawled out of his grave 6 months later.

.... Dose it mean October 27th is Officially Jason's Coming Out Day?

[d1nosaurpower]

How people greet each other on cemetery? Good mourning

[psychologeek]

okay, i think i figured this out

"Hogwarts legacy" - well, apparently that legacy is "a child missing? let's kill those long-nose outsiders! they ate MY BABY!"

I wonder if it was the creator's Final Solution?

you know, since there is a gas crisis in Europe.

[is it too dark? maybe. am i still going to use it? HELL YEA]

tag ppl i think would like it: @dreamofbecoming @burntloaf

@evilwickedme @a-witch-in-endor @balsa-margarita

so many goyish trans ppl like 'ill pirate it i dont give a fuck' like okay. catch my block. i really dont care what your excuse is, there is no reason to play Blood Libel: The Reckoning (Where The Main Task Is To "Clear Out" Goblin Hovels Because Otherwise They Would Kill And Eat Pureblooded Children). like i just dont care what your excuse is. i really fucking don't

There's 100,000 better games on itch.io for a couple dollars max. go pirate Disco Elysium or Barbie's Horse Adventure or something. go outside and make some friends. do literally anything else. how hard is it to just not play a fucking video game that sucks and is bad?

[marypsue]

Keep seeing that post where OP starts like 'Thinking about...grieving the undead' and then adds on about like. Real life situations where people have not died but have left your life and you would have reason to grieve them.

All respect, that's an important concept, but that is not what I am thinking about when I read 'grieving the undead'.

[cozymochi]

i cannot believe that Jamil and Sebek were neck-and-neck for 24 hours straight with ten other candidates in that goofy af poll— and it still ended in a DRAW. 😭(This is how I pictured it) So, NOBODY GETS ANYTHING.

Shoutout to the runner ups, Leona who coasted through in 2nd the entire time, and Ace who struggled a lot initially and after many hurdles, managed to clock in 3rd at the last second.

ko-fi

[wojtekaneko]

That's how it went

[dubioushonour]

someone had to no one had to

[originalartblog]

please just take a moment with me to appreciate how "s'envoyer en l'air" has so much comedic potential as an expression considering Chuuya's ability and how much mileage two teenagers who love antagonizing each other could get out of it

[lschmidtartblog]

Tears of the Kingdom: Wiggle to Detach (colorized)

[chloesimaginationthings]

Who do you want FNAF to collab with?..

[garbagequeer]

the sentence "dudes rock" has done crazy damage to society i believe

[psychologeek]

So

BEHOLD

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44696047

(Not sure about title and summary. But whatever).

[sshivangeee]

my humour has rotten

(anything goes downhill, the first thing to take a hit is always my ability to comprehend the satire in the environment around me)

[bet-on-me-13]

Runaway Rogue

So! A couple of years ago, Danny lost one of his Rogues.

It's not that they got Ended or anything, he literally lost them and couldn't find them. One day they ran off after being defeated and never showed up again. They were one of his Joke Villains, not posing a real threat but still extremely annoying when they wanted to be.

He hadn't seen them in Years now, and with the situation in Amity quelled and more free time on his hands than he had gotten in Years, he decided to finally track the Ghost down and see what he had been up to.

His search led him to Gotham, where he finally found the one Rogue that he had lost all those years ago.

Condiment King.

[technically-human]

Payneland² part two because they wouldn't leave me alone

Part 1 here

[carebeardean]

Charles whose dad smashed his cassette tape with a hammer learns to navigate the backpack cause, like, he needs to be useful, yeah?

and this way Charles has everything Edwin needs, and if Edwin gets sick of him he’ll just.. he doesn’t know what he’ll do.

but then Edwin gets the record player.

he suggests, tentatively, that Charles might play some of his “queen” if he liked. after all, if they are to haunt potential realtors away from their new office, they may as well entertain themselves.

so they take turns, switching out; edwin likes opera. he shows Charles how to waltz, chiding Charles to stop looking at his feet til they’re gliding, whirling around like they’re in the movies. Edwin’s smile is small and pleased and lovely. (Charles attempt to get Edwin to headbang along to queen results in a sort of awkward rhythmic nodding. Charles loves him so much he could die again.)

And, like. Edwin doesn’t like clutter. he doesn’t bother with the random tidbits ghosts give them for solving cases.

until now, apparently.

now he comes back from trading at the goblin market with little useless things—a cursed rubix cube, records from bands Charles mentioned years ago.

Charles is so busy trying to subtly read his book on Edwardian courting rituals (disguised by Nikos discreet manga covers) that he doesn’t realize what Edwin’s set down in front of him. he stares at Edwin’s spiky handwriting, the tidy numbered list.

“I thought, perhaps, that we might—start a new tradition.”

Charles blinks, eyes stinging. “Mate, did you.. make me a mixtape?”

“Crystal assisted me, and while she was absolutely insuffer—“ Edwin staggers, catching him with a surprised little noise.

“I love you so much,” Charles says, muffled into his throat. “You’re my favorite person. I love you so much it hurts, sometimes.”

“Yes,” Edwin says softly, hands curling around his waist. He takes Charles weight like it’s nothing. “I believe I know the feeling.”

this is a longer fic on ao3 now!