#so what else is new ?

[chrollohearttags]

3 months away and people are still stuck on fucking stupid on this app...sigh

[granddaughterogg]

Life at the military base was soothing in its well-oiled monotony. You learned to like your unassuming job as Captain Price's "paperwork person". He would scream other people's heads off with worrying regularity, but he never raised his voice at you.

And your work colleagues were nice...at least most of them were. Most of them made some effort to socialize.

Sometimes the night at the local pub would get long, the going got merry and Johnny MacTavish - the youngest of the 141 - would make you play drunk darts with him. You'd lose every time. No matter how much barley wine circled in his blood, the mohawked one possessed a supernatural aptness for hitting the dead center.

"Eyes like daisies and you won't even get plastered. Some people were just born with all the luck", you complained half-jokingly.

Johnny grinned at you - and then fluttered those thick dark eyelashes for good measure.

"You coming onto me, lass?"

You gave him the playful elbow.

"No thanks. Your masculine viles are far too strong. My heart would never recover."

He snorted, undeterred by this tactful rejection.

"To be completely serious though..." He sipped more of his dark ale. "The day I saw you stepping into ol' Price's office and telling the Cap you ain't gonna be bringing him coffee unless he asks nicely... you bet your sweet arse I got them ideas."

"Huh?" You raised your head. The idea that this radiant specimen of kindhearted fuckboyishness would fancy you never seemed even faintly probable.

"I got ideas..." The booze must've got to him after all. Johnny stared into the dark wooden paneling covering the pub wall, suddenly very solemn. "But scraped them all the day I saw how Ghost looks at you."

"Ghost doesn't look at me", you replied, trying not to make this sound like you're complaining.

Johnny made a face.

"He does look at you plenty."

"Why are you suddenly talking like we're in a period piece, Johnny?" you asked, tracing the cold edge of your beer glass with your index finger.

"And no, he doesn't. Like, ever. Trust me, with his eyes being that...oversized, I'd notice."

So much for keeping the hurt to myself, you thought. Oh well, Johnny is way too profoundly ale'd to remember any of this anyway.

Johnny guffawed.

"Girl", he said, ditching the antiquated syntax. "That's the whole thing with Ghost. Whenever he looks at you, you won't ever know that he's looking. A sniper, remember? By choice and by big fucking talent as well. Seeing but not being seen. That's his whole M.O."

"Well, his M.O. is gonna keep him fucking single", you spat out.

"I know. And our man's pushing forty. He needs a wife, stat!"

You choked on your beer, but Johnny was already on a roll.

"Say, lassie, you want me to play Cupid for you two?" he offered with a shit- eating grin.

"John MacTavish", you said solemnly. "You want to play matchmaker with the man who eats in a fucking balaclava?* I know you're a brave individual, but don't you value your life at all?"

Johnny just kept beaming.

"All I'm gonna say to that is...Never got singed by my own explosion. Yet."

_

*By rolling it halfway up, of course. No, he doesn't suck his soup through the fabric. Tha would be weird. (author's footnote.)

[wejustvibing]

took lewis questioning the entire sport's silence and excuses for this sham of an organization to wake up and give written warning to that racist xenophobe who apparently doesn't work for any f1 team so 🤡

[grangertrash]

Currently in the mood for fics where Hermione suffers

[martian-night]

"This incident highlights Turkey's ongoing denial of the Armenian Genocide, the systematic mass killing and deportation of Armenians by the Ottoman Empire during World War I. The Turkish government maintains that these deaths resulted from civil unrest and war, not a planned extermination. This stance is deeply ingrained in Turkey's educational system, diplomatic efforts, and legal framework, which criminalize the use of the term "genocide" in this context. Despite substantial historical evidence and recognition by many countries and scholars worldwide, Turkey continues to deny rather than acknowledge this dark chapter in its history."

[the-autism-album]

I have so many thoughts and feelings I shouldbt say on tumblr Or discord because like the first one is way too public and the second one I can only say things in a place she'll see and I don't want her to feel weird about it . She's already exhausted

[hinamie]

10 years later

[namesaareboring]

basically

he called me selfish and I shouldn't be seeing my psychiatrist and I should drop therapy because I haven't improved since I started them and if all of those help already doesn't working so it's pointless that in time to think they will start working, that I will become better with their help

[apollos-boyfriend]

they hated him for his low-empathy autism swag

[egginfroggin]

If I had a nickel for every time I wrote someone getting traumatized by needing to give Emmet sutures in my fics, I would have two nickels.

Which isn't a lot but it's -- well okay it's not that weird, I guess, but it's interesting that it happened twice.

[time-to-write-and-suffer]

I love how on Tumblr, "media literacy" has become "Um, just because someone writes about this doesn't mean they're endorsing this. I hate all these media puritans ruining everything."

I'm sad to inform you that knowing when and whether an author is endorsing something, implying something, saying something, is also part of media literacy. Knowing when they are doing this and when they're not is part of media literacy. Assuming that no author has ever endorsed a bad thing is how you fall for proper gander. It's not media literacy to always assume that nobody ever has agreed with the morally reprehensible ideas in their work.

Sometimes, authors are endorsing something, and you need to be aware when that happens, and you also need to be aware when you're doing it as an author. All media isn't horny dubcon fanfic where you and the author know it's problematic IRL but you get off to it in the privacy of your brain. Sometimes very smart people can convince you of something that'll hurt others in the real world. Sometimes very dumb people will romanticize something without realizing they're doing it and you'll be caught up in it without realizing that you are.

Being aware of this is also media literacy. Being aware of the narrative tools used to affect your thinking is media literacy. Deciding on your own whether you agree with an author or not is media literacy. Enjoying characters doing bad things and allowing authors to create flawed or cruel characters for the sake of a story is perfectly fine, but it is not the same as being media literate. Being smug about how you never think an author has bad intentions tells me you're edgy, not that you're media literate. You can't use one rule to apply to all media. That's not how media literacy works. Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Aheem heem. Anyway.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

so how about that update, huh

[captain-krow-drozdov]

Danny Is An Alternate Version Of Ra's Al Ghul And Flash Already Called Dibs On Adopting Him

Danny In All His Sleep Deprived Slightly Scuffed Up From A Fight Glory Is On His Way To Clockworks Tower To Hopefully Get A Nap And Maybe Some Homework Done When A Natural Portal Opens Up In Front Of Him And Proceeds To Unceremoniously Drop Him In The DC Verse Just Outside Of Central City Before Promptly Closing Leaving A Tired Danny Behind In A Run Down Abandoned Parking Lot.

It's Times Like This When Danny Regrets Putting Off Learning How To Make His Own Portals, Cause Now He Is Very Much Stuck For The Foreseeable Future And He Has No Idea Where Or When He Is. Luckily For Him However Central City Isn't Too Far Away, Unlucky For Him However Is That Once In The City He Realizes This Isn't His Dimension. He's Pretty Sure He'd Remember Something Called The Justice League.

So What Do You Do When Supernatural Bullshit Fails You? You Fall Back On Your Mad Scientist Roots And You Make A Portal Gun. So That's Exactly What Danny Plans To Do.

Unfortunately Staying Alive And Building Questionably Safe Portal Technology Requires Money And Supplies, So He Ends Up Wandering From City To City Doing Odd Jobs/Fixing Up Busted Tech For Cash Or Unwanted Electronics For His "Operation: Get Home" Needs. This Obviously Ends In A Few Superhero Encounter Shenanigans.

Though He Always Ends Up Back Near Central City, Both On The Off Chance The Natural Portal Will Open Up Again And Because Out Of All The Superheroes That Apparently Exist In This Universe The Speedsters Are His Favorite (Red Robin Is Solidly His Second Favorite Ever Since The Gotham Vigilante Gave Him A Large Coffee Filled With Enough Caffeine To Kill A Man).

Unbeknownst To Danny However Is That Every Hero/Vigilante He Has Encountered Has Come To At Least One Of The Following Conclusions; 1. Run Away Meta Who Is In Desperate Need Of A Good Meal/Adoption Bait. 2. Possibly Red Robin/Tim Drake Clone 3. A Good Kid But Could Possibly Be A Future Rouge If Left Unsupervised. 4. Did Bats Get A New Kid And Why Is He Here?

All Flash Knows Is That He Saw The Kid First And Therefore Has Dibs. Suck It Bruce.

Fast-forward A Few Months And Danny Gets Hurt During A Rogue Attack While Trying To Help Some Civilians Get To Safety (Old Hero Habits Die Hard (Ha Die Hard) And All That Jazz) And He Nopes Out Once Everyone Is Safe And When The Paramedics Are Busy With Other People Unaware He Left A Blood Sample Behind.

One DNA Test Brought To You By Paranoid Bat Concerns Of A Possible Red Robin Clone Later And They Find Out That Dannys DNA Matches One Ra's Al Ghul.

They Now Think Danny Is An Escaped Ra's Al Ghul Clone.

Memes For The Vibes:

[etchif]

Jesus imagine if we confirm the existence of extraterrestrial life the Taxonomy would be insane

[chiptrillino-art]

In the Spirit World, roughly 400 years ago.

When you are just a little blue guy. But the greater gods found a liking in you. And then you ended up as chewtoy for Koh.

Spirit shenanegans at their finest.