#guess whos back on their bullshit

[bonchobrick]

DCxDP Fic where the Batfam gets an item/ability which allows them for just that day, to temporarily be able to what someone best accomplishment(s) were in their lives. Little do they know Danny has just settled into their city (and that they were about to get the shock of their lives)

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At first the Batfam decides to have fun with it--theres not much titles can do to help them with cases unless theyre particularly lucky. So they take a walk together in disguises to observe the passerbyers, curious of what civillains of gotham have done in their lives.

One gruff guy who grumbles shoving Bruce's shoulder as he walks by has the title 'KITTY SAVIOR' adorned above him and the batfam are greeted by the knowledge he had saved a cat from getting hit by a car

A kid in his pteens whose been shoving pamphlets into peoples hands has 'ADVERTISEMENT SUPERSTAR' above his head as he apparently managed to save his family's resturant with his intense marketing prowess (remind Bruce to try hiring him in the future.)

And lastly they faux browse a store trying to scope out someone else interesting and are greeted by the title... 'OPENER OF PICKLE JAR' and they decide to head home as Jason nearly crying trying to muffle his laughter.

At the manor they all cant help but agree, walking has made them hungry, and theres no harm ordering a pizza or two. It's been a long, mildly interesting day, though they weren't expecting much from thing ability.

Imagine their surprise when they open the door to see a black haired blue eyed child, pizza boxes in one hand, the other hand out awaiting a drop of money–completely missing the fact the title 'DEFEATED THE MAD KING WHO HAS TORMENTED THE AFTERLIFE FOR EONS' was placed innocently above his head

"Your total is 23.11!" The fucking 'Ghost King' kid (APPARENTLY) cheerily states????

"Uh," Bruce says blankly staring at this kid's title as his mouth blurts out, "Could you give us a second?"

[ari194]

My love/hate relationship with Kepler is so completely encapsulated by the delivery of the entirety of the end of episode 39 especially the shout of "IN MY HAND!" Like the absolute anxiety it gives me is both a testament of how amazing his voice actor is and how well the characters are written, and a show of how so so insufferable Kepler really is.

That shout a l w a y s gives me chills too, for both anxiety and awe reasons.

[aishabellasbigblogofeverything]

I love it when women hate men. I love it when women are allowed to vent to each other about how horrible and creepy men are. I love it when women form friendships with and prioritize each other over relationships with men(whether they're attracted to them or not). I love it when women put men dni in their bios and on their nude photos and on posts on their blogs. I love it when women refuse to mollycoddle and accommodate entitled male feelings with "but this doesn't mean I hate all men, I know a few men who are great, I love my father/sons/brothers/uncles/male cousins/guy friends" I love it when women complain about men WITHOUT "not all men" being a disclaimer. I love it when women avoid socializing with/refuse to be around/befriend/get close to men because they know men can't be trusted. I love it when women make "kill all men" jokes. I love it when women offer absolutely no concern or care for men's feelings and if their misandry offends men whatsoever because why should we, men are the oppressor class who have raped and killed and abused us and kept us as subjugated as second-class citizens for millennia, they regularly mistreat us and the women in their own marginalized communities still every single day and make this world so much harder and more awful for us to be in, and if we choose to hate them and not spare them any sympathy then so be it, and I don't just mean "men as a class" either, you can be a woman who doesn't want to have anything to do with any man on an individual basis and completely cuts off men from her personal life too and ykw I will love and fucking support you in that because men deserve absolutely NOTHING from us. If they're so tough and strong then they can handle it just like they can handle being lonely. If you are a woman who hates men, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE A LESBIAN AND/OR A TRANS WOMAN, then just know that I love you. I love you, I support you, and you are safe here.

[laurellance]

piper and prue halliwell in 2.10

[clockwork-krow]

I've been thinking a lot about Kai and Morro again, and specifically their parallels (dangerous thing, I know) and I just really wanted to ramble about what I've taken to calling the inferno of destiny parallel.

As a beginner ninja, both Morro and Kai dealt with arrogance, recklessness, and anger. We see this in how Morro took extremely dangerous risks to get Wu to save him, with how he assumed he was to be the green ninja when Wu told him he believed Morro was to wear green, and how Morro reacted when the weapons didn't react to him (ripping off the sliding door). We see this in how younger Kai jumps into situations without a genuine plan, how he gets angry and often (literally) explodes with fire when something frustrates him, and how he kind of defaults to the coolest person on the team/the hot one/the center of attention/etc when that's just really the immature persona he's thrown up to try and be the best.

Both Morro and Kai want to be the best at what they can do, and when they heard about a chance to be even better than their original concepts of the best (becoming the Green Ninja), both of them jumped at it.

Morro trained so hard he ended up hurting the kids he was training against and worrying Wu

Kai tried so hard to be the green ninja he ended up placing unnecessary strain on his relationships and even went so far as to risk letting people get hurt/die because he was prioritizing what he thought might get him closer to being the Green Ninja (a competitive line of thinking that Kai's been known to buy into in addition to his constant needs to try to be the best in the situation before he matures) (btw I'm talking about him originally trying to get the fang blade instead of. yknow. the CHILD about to burn lol.)

So, where do we see the shift from heroic to villanous in these two suspiciously similar characters? Well, it's when both of them are placed in an inferno scenario where they have to choose between pursuing their perceived destiny and their true destiny; hence, the inferno of destiny parallel.

Morro

When Morro searches so long to try and find a way to become the Legendary Green Ninja and rewrite destiny, he eventually finds himself in the Caves of Despair. We don't have the details of what happened, but we see the ninja try to escape Morro's fate in season 5 episode 7 titled "The Crooked Path". Here we see them encounter geysers that are releasing poisonous gases at an alarming rate, and they also spray boiling water/steam out in addition to rising the temperature to an unbearable level in the cave. It's reasonable to assume that Morro experienced a cave-in due to the caves' lack of structural integrity (also experienced by the ninja)* and then was killed either from burns from the hot steam and/or due to inhaling too much of the dangerous gasses.

The point of Morro's inferno: Morro couldn't accept the fact that he was not destined to be the Green Ninja, so he wasn't willing to turn away from his perceived destiny to save his own life. He wouldn't leave the cave because he couldn't let go of the fact that his perceived destiny wasn't his true destiny.

Kai

When Kai trains and practices to become the Green Ninja, making rash decisions (like jumping down for the Fang Blade again) and reckless choices that hurt his relationships (like barricading himself into a room to fight Garmadon for… literally no reason other than his desire to be the Green Ninja), he eventually finds himself in a similar inferno: The Fire Temple. An ancient temple constructed inside a volcano that once held the Sword of Fire, this is where the fourth and final Fang Blade is located and where the ninja must fight against Pythor and the other Serpentine generals for it. The volcano begins to erupt and collapse in on itself, and Kai ends up with a choice: save young Lloyd from his inevitable death in the erupting volcano, or try to reach the Fang Blade before it ends up in the hands of Pythor. This is the critical moment* for Kai, as he has to choose between his percieved destiny (becoming the Green Ninja and getting the Fang Blade) or his true destiny (protecting Lloyd in the hopes of saving both of their lives). In the end, he chooses to give up the thing he'd been working towards for most likely months now to try and be the best in the favor of saving a kid that used to be a massive pain in the ass (no offense, little Lloyd).

The point of Kai's inferno: Kai gave up his perceived destiny in the end, and only then was he able to unlock his True Potential in addition to being able to escape the Fire Temple safely with Lloyd and himself still alive. He was able to save himself and Lloyd because he gave up something that had felt like such a core part of his being, that he believed was his destiny, even though it turned out not to be.

He even says this himself to Sensei Wu: "I knew when I had to make a choice. I wanted the Fangblade so badly, to prove I was good enough to become the Green Ninja. But then I figured it out. All of my training to become the best ninja wasn't in preparation to become the Green Ninja. It was… to protect him." (s1e10, titled "The Green Ninja")

Kai and Morro both experience infernos that threaten their lives and rely on their ability to relinquish their percieved goals in favor of the objectively best choice in the moment. Morro was unable to give up what he truly believed was his destiny, and he ended up dead and sent to the Cursed Realm as a result. Kai was able to give up what he had been working towards for so long, and was able to save his life and Lloyd's life (especially entertaining when you remember that Kai had to give up trying to be the Green Ninja to… save the Green Ninja, lmao)

The critical moment I noted with a * for both Kai and Morro is that this point is the moment where each of them have to decide what's more important to them: what they believe is their destiny, or what would save their life. Morro tried to push through to his "destiny" and became too hurt or sick from the fumes to escape, and eventually died there. Kai gave up his "destiny" and just barely managed to escape with his life and Lloyd's.

So yes, I love the inferno of destiny parallel quite a bit! All three of these characters are very near and dear to my heart and they're rotating in my brain like a rotisserie chicken lmao

[a-bitch-made-fullmetal]

"Fullmetal Alchemist" and [slightly different cadence] "Fullmetal Alchemist" would be beautiful names for twin baby girls

[pondslime]

AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON (1981)  dir. John Landis

[izzythehutt]

Me as a 16-year-old: Rhett and Scarlett definitely get back together because they're perfect for one another. Me as a 35-year-old: Rhett and Scarlett definitely get back together because they are such trash people they deserve the unique dysfunction of being stuck with one another for the rest of their lives.

[themanlykittenkayden]

Me, going through some messed up life stuff and hitting the worst depression/anxiety slump I’ve experienced in years: Let the universe hear my plea, will I ever experience happiness and whimsy again?

The Stanley Parable: Hey kid, you want 8 minutes of new content??

[tenderlady]

George and John in Paris, 1964 | Joan of Arc, Peter Paul Rubens | The Joan of Arc Wikipedia page | The Ballad of John & Yoko | Fans showing support for John after the "Bigger Than Jesus" scandal | Joan of Arc at the Coronation of Charles VII, Ingres

[shakespecre]

to make you think of me the same way i think of you

[darlingaffogato]

every time I think, "hm, am I a LITTLE TOO thirsty for Kurt Wagner?" something like this pops up in the comics

and I'm like, oh. no. they want us to STAY THIRSTY, and honestly? respect. nothing but love for my babe

[peachsayshi]

you’re the only person who ever sees gojo with his mask off. 

when he walks through the front door, you notice the happy go lucky expression on his face fall immediately as the muscles finally relax, like the effort to keep them in place is exhausting on its own. the corner of his mouth perks up in the smallest grin, and relief washes over him when he makes eye contact you. he immediately swoops in for the biggest, warmest hug and his fatigued voice drops an octave as he mumbles a hello into your shoulder. he’ll snuggle up right next to you when you’re in bed, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck with his arms entangled around your waist as he lays his head softly on your chest. he closes his eyes and relaxes against your touch when you play with his hair, gently breathing as he gradually drifts off into sleep.   

yes, he can be goofy, and idiotic, and too loud, and overly dramatic, and childish...but he desperately craves these quiet, peaceful moments with you.  

[masterwords]

7x09 - Self-Fulfilling Prophecy

[sunlitlemonade]

soup for you <3 | dick & jason & tim | teen & up audiences | 2.1k words

Before he could make a decision though he hears the door open and immediately takes out his retractable bo staff. “Relax, Robin, it’s just me.” Just me was said in Jason’s voice. Jason was not just anyone. His voice is also knowingly low, verging on a whisper like he knows Dick was asleep. Had Tim interrupted a meet-up? Was he missing something? “Come out and put your stick away. I don’t want to get my gun out for cranky little birds.” Tim grits his teeth, folds his bo staff into a more manageable size and stashes it in his jacket as he walks out of the room. There was Jason in all his six-foot-four glory, wearing an infuriating smile as always, leaning against the closed door. “It’s Red Robin and it’s not a stick.”

[punkrockscully]

I've Got the "Kiss At Coachella" Blues

1.

Starved—body unthreading, adrift but simultaneously moored by his mouth on yours quick as a little riddle. Anacrustic softness crowded in close to his recklessness, space made for his body next to yours and you are going to kiss him again if he lets you.

You want him colloquial, speaking in choked phrases, midnight oaths and metaphysics—want him to realize what he’s done, now, as it gleams from your eyes like humming neon: I am going to kiss you again. He laughs, pushes you away, because he knows.

2.

Balanced on a knife-edge of unsaid, he’s never spoken more clearly yet so quiet. Across a stage but you hear him in your head, feel him in your chest, on your lips. An adolescent kiss, nothing special really, but everything held in a dog-day between you.

Recollect—his pout, hand to mouth, a thrown tambourine clattering like broken dishes. Melodrama of a split-second decision, a sock-it-to-ya kind of thought that comes when you’re doing some hard-fucking yearning. He’s split-cracked down the middle now with all his thoughts restrewn.

Good-for-nothing little masochists, both of you with your hands in each others wounds.

3.

Could you be his unasked question? There’s nothing you like more than your own every-direction fantasies— full-up of you and gasping, excruciating, ripeness of a fruit-bowl peach and you know he would taste like a prize. Sometimes you want him crying on his belly and sometimes you want hazy pink light behind his head like a halo, leaving him sated and illiterate if only for a moment.

You know he’s wound too tight from explaining this two-horse trick you have going on. Nobody is asking the right things—except you know how to curl him up like a question mark until he’s langorous and hypnotized.

4.

Touch your lips like you’re remembering— a false-bearing thought assuming you will never get this again. But he lets you hold his hand, take a bow, dazed little eyes looking anywhere but you.

Now, an organized withholding, but later, oh, an easy lapdog always gets what he wants.