#had to get that out of my system im sorry

[stopbuggingm3]

finding a song that fits one of my ocs and letting it consume my life for the next three days has become one of my all time favourite activities

[garaks-padded-bra]

You used to have so much fun here, remember?

[syrren]

“The artist becomes the canvas!” - TMAGP 002: Making Adjustments

[tubbytarchia]

I told you I never stop thinking about merpearl

[methoughtsphantom]

Jason “my family doesn’t know im alive” Todd and Danny “my family doesn’t know I’m dead” Fenton going alongside each of their plans my beloved. like Danny will absolutely go head-to-head with all of Gotham to support his new best friend on all his crime lord endeavors while he drags Jason to also attend collage with him. They are roommates and there never seems to a mention of family from either side. It’s an unspoken understanding they have. They met because Crime alley as a ghost lair thrummed with so much loneliness, it was at first the perfect place for Danny to hide his ecto signature in. But then he saw the dumbass whose lair it was lean his motorcycle just a tad too much when making a sharp turn to an alley, he sweeped the floor through a lifted chain link that passed his body but not his helmet. Yep that’s right the red thing got stuck. Danny who at the moment happened to be watching through his window snorted. Much to his horror because if not a ghost that dude could’ve gotten his head flung off.

Still, the scene was ridiculous.

On a whim he irrationally sees the police closing in on the guy and panicked at the thought of the guy using intangibility to free himself so Danny phased them both through his apartment wall and left the guy sprawled in his couch. Jason didn’t freak out but that’s normal when one’s got a concussion, one the guy immediately denied having as Danny laid out the medical supplies. The idiot proceeded to almost flatten four steps to the door with his stubbornness. He also said “I’m asexual” in the most deadpan voice as Danny dropped him back in the couch.

Danny sighed. Clearly though, he’d done so too early in the night because the guy kept trying to go, kept trying to knock Danny out, kept trying to slash him with knifes Danny didn’t know he had stashed. He’d only disarmed the guy from his guns. The visible ones apparently, cause at one point the guy did take out a gun and shoot until the ammo ran out and then teetered the thing like it was an art prop and hit his moon lamp.

Danny "yeah you aren’t officially my friend until you’ve tried to kill me" fenton my guys.

Anyways both keep having the same argument over if Danny technically kidnapped Jason or not. Danny holds the fact that the police at least didn’t see the guy make the ridicule. Jason argued that happened cause he was sporting a concussion. Danny argued he got that after.

Jason at first thinks the guy's a meta, but no. Danny introduces himself, sheepily now that he recognizes this is who the lair he invaded is from. He bandages him and tries to cook for him. If Danny didn’t have ice powers he most certainly would’ve burned the apartment. Jason then proceeds to kick him out of his own kitchen and make them both enchiladas. It’s the most normal both had in a while with another person and the air seems oddly settled. From then on, Jason constantly invited himself over, under the pretense that this was his territory and therefore he could drop in unannounced. Danny who has actual powers says he only allows this because Jason cooks very well.

Danny stays away from the crime fighting business unless his buddy is in deep shit he can’t get himself out. Also it’s Danny’s turn to cover for his vigilante friend which Sam and Tucker give him so much shit for. (but also advice)

And they were roommates. (omg) Danny effectively derails Jason’s big comeback plans by casually dropping ghost lore every two days. Like,

Jason, talking about how he doesn’t want Bats snooping on his territory:

Danny: Just don’t let them in

Jason: ??

Danny: yeah!! Hasn’t Batman died and got revived??? You can totally kick out death touched people you don’t want entering on your lair.

Jason: …I can?

Danny: Yep dude, your lair’s supposed to feel safe.

Jason: wait does that mean I can kick you out?

Danny: First this is my apartment. Second, im dead, not dead touched. Third, it’s too late to get rid of me. bitch.

Anyways Jason is super excited. You mean to tell him he can actually deny people over to his territory haunt?? (Yes it’s only to people who have died and came back but still!! The sample size is exactly the type of people he doesn’t want to see—!)

Joker my beloathed can’t step foot in Crime Alley.

(Jason’d feel a lot safer if the clown was dead but the possibility of his murderer turning into a ghost and their little loophole not applying on the clown is too scary to contemplate.)

Anyways, Jason loves experimenting with the power. It can go from simply making people shudder and not want to enter crime Alley to straight up not letting them enter like there’s an invisible wall blocking the way.

Jason because he’s hurt that Bruce never even patrols Crime Alley and also because he’s petty put B under the category of “invisible wall” blacklist. His reasoning is that the man doesn’t even attempt to enter Crime Alley. To him it’s surely just a place shadowed in tragedy. (anyways that’s it’s the place he met Jason)

Ironically, Jason totally forgets that Batman does venture into Crime Alley one day in the whole year. The day he met Jason.

Okay. He didn’t forget at first. The first year Jason remembers cause it was only a few months till then but then the next— Jason forgets that today’s the anniversary of the day’s Bruce’s parents died. He forgets to allow B in when he feels a slight tug and dismiss the feeling that prompts Bruce to investigate because he literally can’t enter Crime Alley. He starts the trialsTM, he scouts on the very edge and sees people the whole day enter and get out and cross with no problem but Bruce can’t.

It’s literally just Bruce.

Time to call Constantine, i guess.

[feketeribizli]

just saw lando norris vaping while pregnant

[circusbutch]

Morale booster

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

"yeah i guess i could talk to a doctor about this but it doesn't really affect my life so i'm just gonna ignore it" i say about a thing that definitely does affect my life constantly and i've just gotten used to working around and/or pointedly ignoring it

[porkcutletbowl44]

People turn their heads at Simon when he walks by, or they look away and very casually quickly walk away.

Who wouldn't do either of those?

The guy is all height, muscle, mass, bulk, thickness, just one whiff of him sets off danger alarms. But really? He doesn't care about civilians and their stares. He's just minding his business, no one comes up and talks to him, which is preferable.

It only ever happens during his grocery runs getting the usual; protein shakes, chicken and red meats, some veg, and maybe the occasional fruit to spoil himself.

He loves a simple lifestyle, finds joy in simple things because that's what he is— just a simple guy. (Minus his military streak) He is mostly unbothered by everything off deployment.

But you, on the other hand, are the complete opposite of all of those things.

You're on your grocery run too, prepping for your usual girls night to whip up quick and easy snacks. Chips, crackers and cheese, grapes, wine and beer, sweet treats, rolls to make sliders, anything and everything you and your friends would be in the mood for as you talk to your closest on the phone.

"Uh-huh, I'm thinking ice cream," you'd remark casually while inspecting chocolate covered pretzels with your phone wedged between your ear and shoulder.

"We should have plenty for the whole movie marathon—"

And that's when you see him.

Or, well, the absolute fucking dump truck he's carrying around. He's completely engrossed in the directions of instant mashed potatoes, not even noticing your staring— which normal people would be thinking how he doesn't hit his head on a door frame or how he fits into a car—

You are not that kind of normal.

You aren't thinking any of those things, how the hell is that thing even legal? It would clap from the top of you so much as tapped it.

You don't even need to go to the bakery for sweeter goods because the bakery is right fucking there in all its glory.

His ass is practically a shelf.

With your mouth agape, and your eyes wide, "hey, listen, I gotta call you back—"

[morskisir]

KNOWING GAZE VERSUS ACTIVELY SQUIRMING WHO'S WINNING???

[leecherish]

[weepingscope]

been hyperfixated on fucking. freemans mind of all things. made a horrible realisation about my taste in edgelord videogame men... BOOOOO

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

Darry "C'mere. There's blood on your shoes n I only know how to say I love you when I mean I'm sorry" Curtis

[natjennie]

what's weird about the fantasy high drama is that like. it seems to me like people forget d&d is primarily a) a game you play with your friends and also b) luck based.

I mean it's fine to say that "nothing felt like a challenge" and "they just dominated everything and there weren't any stakes" but like. it's not as if they weren't up against huge threats. they lost the mall fight. the last stand was an onslaught of enemies. they fought a dozen dragons from an airship. the fights were hard. they're just really good. they've had very good dice luck in general this season and are all very high level and highly specialized. fig is gonna beat deception and performance checks. adaine's gonna figure out the arcana. riz is gonna succeed investigations. like. for some reason their strategical competence and wisely picked abilities are. a downside? a disappointment?

the thing about d&d that you need to remember is it's first and foremost a game. it's mostly random and it takes you down weird paths and you're playing to have fun with your friends. the dice are literally telling the story that it's their time, it's their year. they've struggled enough. they've trained enough. they're good at what they do. and in my post about the academic/domestic/personal stressors being the focus, d&d doesn't have any other system to work them out than rolling different skills. that's what d&d is. brennan set specific challenge levels for different tasks and the players strategized to prioritize which abilities they were strongest in. the challenges were there. and the players rose to them. they were both smart in their delegation of responsibilities and lucky with their dice rolls. of which, both are foundations of d&d.

don't mistake them being good players and getting lucky with there being no hardship. just because they smashed through the wall, that doesn't mean the wall wasn't strong. they were just stronger.

[cloudysarts]

this piece of merch would be really super cute if it wasnt for the Implications. so i redrew it with my redesigns from an au where stolas and blitz are actually good for each other

i don't support vivzie//pop or her shows. reference image under the cut

[doveshovel]

some more doodles :)

Couldn't come up with a place in his life where Hunter would have had the time and resources to get top surgery until I started joking with a friend that Pi stole his boobs and gave them to Conrad. Now I can't stop thinking about it