#his idol

[theslotherin18]

Hazbin Hotel Crack HC: When living, Vox was president of an Alastor (the radio host who mysteriously disappeared) fan club which essentially operated as a Scientology cult.

[luminiciant]

can you draw georgeee

i love this stupid shirt

[randomgodfatherthoughts]

I know that Vito's line "Look how they massacred my boy!" rightly gets a lot of attention but I have to mention that in the background, Tom Hagen, is so completely devastated by Sonny's death that he can't even bear to look at his bullet riddled body. He refuses to even take a glance at what they've done to his brother, his hero and his rescuer.

[dandorishipping]

i put a lot of effort into this wedding invitation. this is not the final draft so don't rb it. i still need to make it PERFECT. i hope you guys enjoy

[haveihitanerve]

I don’t think we, as a fandom, discuss how absolutely WILD it must have been for Tim to switch from idolizing Dick to having him literally being his brother who will casually chug a gallon of milk just to prevent Tim from getting any.

Like personally if fucking Zendaya or like Orlando Bloom showed up at my house and started treating me as a sister I would get WHIPLASH

[kensatou]

j… jesus oppa ;____;

[giotanner]

All Tim Drake has to do is say "millenial core" (support my entire video on tiktok)

ko-fi

[graytxrminal]

"would you tell me about your adventures? luffy said it's more fun when you tell the stories." / for usopp from uta

@melodysian

Usopp was freaking out. She was talking to him. His hero. Third, after his dad and master Broggy, but still. His hero. The sniper cleared his throat, needing to leave a good impression on his idol. He finally understood the feeling that the green-haired weirdo on Dressrosa was raving about when it comes to meeting your idols.

"Luffy and I first met long, long ago. I had an army of three thousand men under me, and Luffy was impressed by the great God Usopp's sharpshooting power. So impressed that he practically forced me to join the crew." Usopp began recalling various heroic escapades, many of which were clearly overexaggerated.

The crushing victory of the crew over Crocodile, the grand sky islands, the great and mysterious king of snipers and the ravenous isles of the Boin archipelago. Strangely enough, as the settings of the stories became more and more outlandish, they seemed to become a lot more believable. The island under the red line, a giant amphibian made from a gas explosion, a tribe of little people following their great hero in a battle against an awful tyrannical leader. Usopp hadn't realized that over the course of his retellings, he exaggerated and lied less and less.

[somnoir]

The family of rogues

The Fentons/Masters siblings move to Gotham for various reasons. Jazz gets herself an internship in Arkham and spends most of her time trying to finish med school. Danny gets himself a scholarship and attends Gotham U for his aerospace engineering. Elle doesn't want to be away from her siblings and gets herself enrolled into Gotham Academy after pestering Vlad. Dan, who had no trust in the world to keep his siblings safe, follows after them as expected.

None of them realized that they were rogue material. The entirety of Gotham knew to stay the fuck away from the Fentons.

The Bats find out very quickly why these newcomers were considered the future rogues.

Their youngest was in Damian's year, a seemingly normal girl if not for her acrobatics and agility that rivaled a Robins. Danielle Masters—Elle—was also part of the fencing club. But that didn't make her rogue material. No. She had her own penchant for violence and was known for her intelligence, actively threatening anyone who tried to hijak the academy while she was present. The last story Damian told them was filled with his admiration and a hint of swooning when he mentioned that she had taken a rapier and almost cut a man for trying to bomb the school.

Not so bad, right? Just... A really shabby teenage girl. Damian was the same! So...

Next came the second son of the family. Danny Fenton was an obvious genius. He was capable of making the most dangerous things from mere scraps. Tim had been there to witness the boy make a fully functioning flame thrower from a lighter and what seemed to be a toaster. Said flamethrower was then used to melt away Mr. Freeze's ice and the man had been very concerned when a college student with eye bags darker than Barman's was pointing a DIY flamethrower at his head. Ever since then, Tim has been hellbent on figuring out how the fuck Fenton did that. Unfortunately for him, Danny Fenton was prone to vanishing just like the rest of his siblings. In addition to that sort of intelligence and skill, the young man was adept at combat like his sister. The group of 4 were clearly trained. Very well trained if the witnesses were honest.

Okay, very concerning. Clearly someone who knew how to make weapons on the fly and was not scared of barbequing people if he was threatened.

Then we get to Dante Masters, the first son and second oldest of the bunch. He'd arrived a little after his siblings and had started of as a mechanic, tinkering with everything and anything. Jason had been to said shop to have his bike fixed and once Dante Masters got his hands on it, the bike was suddenly better and faster. Apparently there were some slight modifications here and there to upgrade the bike. But then he'd quite—Jason was devastated—and proceeded to become a guard in Arkham. No one managed to escape Arkham when it was Dante's shift. Red Hood had gone to Arkham himself to check what was wrong. All the in mates were scared of the man who'd suddenly appear at the end of the hallway as the lights flickered whenever they tried to escape. The best thing the Scarecrow did when he saw that slenderman bullshit was walk back to his cell and wait for Dante to lock it.

Concerning, horrendously concerning. This was a confirmed future rogue that has the mechanical ability of his brother, a body bigger than Jason's, and Batman's melt into the shadows shit.

But the eldest? Jasmine Fenton looked utterly harmless, positive and sweet compared to the menaces that were her younger siblings. She sought to change Arkham from the inside and even the inmates were fond of this mothering redhead. Dick had come to visit Harley once when she was caught doing crime and he'd seen her get assigned to the Joker. Everyone was scared shitless that he'd make another Harley, another good woman turned rogue by a madman. But what came out of that session was the Joker, suddenly all quiet and a face stuck in a quiet smile. It was like Jasmine had given him a lobotomy. He'd go manic and laugh all day, everyday, but once Jazz entered his cell with her clipboard and pen, the laughing immediately died and Joker was left looking utterly haunted after every session.

Not a rogue made by the Joker but a future rogue that seemed to have tamed? Traumatized? They weren't sure but something happened and the Joker was both scared and respectful when it came to Jazz Fenton.

Everyone in Gotham knew to not fuck with the nice ones.

Everyone in Gotham knew to stay the fuck away from the Fentons.

(At the end of every week, Jazz continues to respect confidentiality clauses and doesn't tell her siblings a thing. The truth of the matter? Jazz was as liminal as she was and on the verge of becoming a halfa. Her younger siblings may consist of the ghost king and halfas about to become ancients, but the ghosts listened to her words.

For every session that she has with the Joker, she invites as many ghosts as she can to join in on the session. When the Joker grows mad, she interrupts with information on his past that no one should know.

The Joker's laughter went quiet the moment his new psychologist closed the door behind her and smiled, "Good afternoon, Jack. My name is Jasmine."

No one knew the Joker's real name, not even Batman.

No one alive knew his real name. He'd killed all of them.

Good thing for Jazz that she had so many ghosts floating behind her, whispering his name and secrets into her ear.)

Masterpost

[teanao]

Mizi and Ivan besties believer ✌️💕

[yuniv3rse]

made this joke to a friend at the beginning of the year and decided to make something of it

[milkhorns]

Quality bro time 🌱💅

[lilybug-02]

In short- the bugs of Hallownest did not take it well. Lots of screaming about "The end of the world" and "past sins coming back to haunt them". Elderbug almost had his second heart attack and basically every bug, other than the Pale King children and Quirrel, hid for several hours. (Zote likes to claim he was the first to make contact)

As for why Dewi's Dad is in Dirtmouth? Well, he wasn't very happy when his 11 year old son told him about going into a 'mysterious cave' to see his bug friends. Adult supervision and all that.

[havenandart]

if you perchance wanted to draw jay n dick just hangin out. i would have no choice but to love and appreciate you forever

"watch your mouth, little wing."

just thought about dick being a good big bro to jaybin before everything falls apart. ruined my own life for a moment

[beloveds-embrace]

imagine john catching you making out nasty with one of the boys and they’re trying to pull away, already got an apology on the tip of their tongue.

but you swallow it down into your own mouth, keeping him close by the hook of his pants. and when they finally turn to face john, hes anything but pissed.

he’s aroused.

the way your boy will be so panicked, eyes wide and stumbling over his words as he tries hard to apologize to his captain for touching you, for kissing you all wet and filthy and why aren’t you panicking like he is-

but nope. you are leaning even closer, the soft flesh of your chest pressing against his and your fingers in the hoop of his pants, slowly trailing lower and lower even with john right there.

john who just stares on. john who keeps his calm, and you who giggles against his ear.

“don’t stop now, honey,” you coo, grin wicked as you kiss along his jaw, eyes on john. “my darling husband doesn’t mind. dare I say, he’d been waiting on it.”

[crow-quet]

*You tell a joke about two kids who played in a muddy flower garden.

*...

*You tell a joke about a kid who slept in the soil.