#story based on a meme

[autisticbritishcowboy]

The Florida man looked upon what had once been the Everglades but was now nothing but a baron waste not much I'd changed then but at least they used to be like animals and plants and stuff. Now it was nothing but dryer and the ever looming silhouette of a city that was once Jackson's ill but was now nothing but a sky stretching slab of sheet metal and decay. It had been 2 days since he pride himself out of the cryogenic chamber. He have no idea how'd even fallen into one let alone why set for the year 40,000 but here he was. He figured his best option was to head for the looming silhouette of the hive City. Didn't know what he would find there but he figured it was his best option. Two days had passed and he had not seemed to get any closer still trudging his way across the endless landscape of baron nothingness. It was bad in the day but worse at the night he could hear sounds in the night of horrible horrific things that he did not wish to know the name of. He started walking again and he went onwards as he had following the somehow still standing highway that hadn't been used in millennia. He went over a pile of rusted metal that had been formed of falling concrete and debris and about a thousand other things that he didn't want to know about. On the edge of the small hill he could see a group of what looked like crocodiles but they were four times as bigger walking on mutated mammal legs and one of them had to heads. The Logical thing would be to ignore these and go around as they were blind and seemingly more interested in whatever it was they were doing. But he hadn't eaten in two days and he was from Florida. He looks around and saw that on the pile was a decrepit dying piece of wood surrounded in barbed wire that looked roughly like a baseball bat. He picks it up and charged at the crocodile mutants yelling Florida as full Force as he did. He caught them off by surprise smashing the first one on the head sending it down before swinging at the third one knocking out it's nose causing it to freak out in pain. The third one then approached him again but with his left hand he punched it giving it an uppercut sending its wallowing away in fear before turning back to the second one. It was not where he had left it and it had sneaks behind him as he only realized as it gripped its head around his body however he was not going to let this be the death of him he grabbed the crocodiles tongue and squeezed it until letting him go. He then used the tongue as a leverage point slamming the crocodile down on the other side Killing It. The next 12 hours was him consuming the mutated beasts desperate for food before carrying on his way to the hive City looming over what had once been the Everglades

[diadoescomics]

Glare IV

WHM mains make some noise I love it when a class upgrate makes you die repeatedly on week 1

Light Party ft @concaviddavid

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[removrrr]

Romantic!!!

[suisaber25]

[shyfurby]

Trust me. I was there.

[hero-i-am-not]

Peter: So about the car...

Tony: Yeah! How was driving?

Peter: It was um

Tony: Fun? Exciting?

Peter, tearing up: I got honked at

Tony: Who honked at you?

Peter: huh?

Tony: Who. Was. It.

Peter: I dunno...

Tony: NYC is going down on flames tonight

Peter: Wha-

Tony: JARVIS?

JARVIS: Suit ready, Sir.

Tony: Help yourself to some ice cream, kiddo

[rbundollie]

Batfam animal transformation based on the thought that when you have 2 cats, one is a beautiful idiot and one is a terrifying demon. When two cats show up at the manor, one is sweet and loving around Dick and the other keeps trying to trip him down the stairs. Featuring Damian who tries to help but instead the cats flip personalities around him and Duke who shows up just to be tripped.

Partial Fic

Dick stumbled up from the cave, heading almost blindly to his bedroom. Damian had long since gone to bed, and Duke and Alfred weren't up yet. Bruce and Cass were out of town, though, so there was extra case work for Dick.

Dick trudged up the stairs when a soft sound had him looking down. A cat brushed against his legs with a rumbling purr. Dick reached down and stroked along its silky back. “Hey there. Where'd you come from?” Damain must have snuck it in. The cat melted into his arms as soon as he picked it up. “Okay puss, you can come with me.”

Dick made it up a few more steps when suddenly his foot caught on a weight, and he crashed down. The cat in his arms yowled and flounced off while the cat he'd tripped over hissed loudly in his direction, clearly affronted at his existence.

“Ok, Damian and I are having a talk about this in the morning. How many of you are there?” He hauled his aching body up and finally made it to his room to collapse on the bed.

Dick was dropping off to sleep when a warm presence snuggled up to his back. Dick rolled over and there was the fluffy cat again (at least he hoped it wasn't a third). But it clearly wanted a snuggle so Dick wrapped it up and drifted off to sleep.

~

Damain eyed the orange cat perched on the top of the fridge. It'd been there when he came into the kitchen that morning, bright green eyes observing as he navigated around. Damian knew how to handle grouchy cats though and the best course of action for now was to ignore it. It'd eventually get hungry or curious and approach him.

After he finished his breakfast and the cat still hadn't climbed down, Damain decided to try the old can of tuna trick.

As soon as the can opener started up, the cat began meowing. Damian barely got the lid off completely before the cat was sticking its head in the can.

"Hold on," Damian softly admonished. "You'll cut yourself." He tipped the can onto a plate and let the cat eat, stroking along its large ginger back. It clearly wasn't starving wherever it came from.

The cat rumbled a deep purr and pushed its head into Damian's hand.

“Very well. How about we retreat to the library. The window seat in there has a perfect sunning pillow we can enjoy.”

Clearly approving of this plan, the cat climbed into Damian's arms.

~

Dick awoke late the next day and immediately panicked he'd missed taking Damian to school. He threw the covers back, and there was an indignant yowl in response as a fluff flew through the air.

The cat landed on all four paws, glaring at him with its tail up straight and ears back.

“Um sorry puss….” Dick vaulted up and opened the door, skittering around the cat before rushing downstairs. “Damian!! Damian!”

Alfred appeared first. “He's in the library.”

“Thanks Alfie” Dick turned to sprint toward the library when he noticed his bedmate had caught up. The fluffy black cat was pushing up against Alfred's leg.

“New friend sir?”

“I'm not sure when Damian snuck them in but there are at least two.”

“I did no such thing.” Damian appeared. The orange cat that had tried to unalive Dick the prior evening was perched across his shoulders. It hissed at Dick again.

“Tiger here was in the kitchen this morning. It was the first time I'd seen him.”

Damain caught sight of the fluffy black cat. “Oh there is another.”

Orange, now named Tiger, growled. The black cat chittered and pressed back against Dick.

“Hmm…” Alfred looked at them all. “I have to assume one of the others is playing a prank then or it's related to a case. Perhaps call Master Timothy or Master Duke?”

“School!” Dick shouted.

Damain eyed him disdainfully. “It's Saturday Richard.”

“Oh phew. Where is Duke then?”

“Master Duke left earlier for a patrol. He should be back in a few hours.”

Tiger had removed himself from Damian's shoulders and purred at Alfred's feet. The black cat began trying to climb up Dick’s leg.

Damain reached for him and the previously friendly cat hissed and swatted. Tiger took offense on violence towards his friend and squared up. The cats began hissing and swatting each other until Alfred stuck his foot between them. “Maybe separate rooms till we figure out what is going on?”

Dick scooped the black cat which started purring immediately. Damain lifted the ginger and retreated to the library.

And so, it persisted. Dick couldn't approach Damian without Tiger taking offense. The cat seemed to realize that by just puffing up and growling, Damian would send Dick away.

Controversially, the little black cat would yowl and cry if Dick left his sight. He'd run after him with sad noises till Dick reappeared. For no particular reason Dick started calling him Ziggy.

Dick tried reaching out to his brothers but Tim had disappeared (again) and Jason wasn't answering his phone (again) which meant Dick had no idea who was responsible for the animals.

Dick had exhaustedly crashed one room over from Damian's claimed library when Duke finally arrived. “What's with the cat Dick?”

Dick groaned. “I was hoping you'd know.”

"Pretty sure there were no extra cats when I went to bed last night.”

“Is that Thomas!?” Damian yelled from the next room. “Does he know about the cats!?”

“No! He said they weren't here when he went to bed!”

“Why are we yelling!?” Duke chimed in.

“The cats can't be crossed!” Dick yelled in his face.

Ziggy suddenly zoomed out the door. Dick sighed before “Ziggy no!” came a shout from the next room. Duke and Dick rushed over to see Damian dangling Tiger over his head while Ziggy danced around his feet. “Cease and desist, Ziggy!”

Damian tried to step back, but the cat was there immediately. He tripped, fell, and launched the orange furred cat up in the air.

Duke tried to dart forward to catch but suddenly Ziggy was there again and Duke hit the ground. Dick dived and caught Tiger but Tiger didn't appreciate it and bit him on the hand. Dick cursed and let him go. Ziggy was there again and the two ran out of the room together.

The boys were left behind in various prone positions.

~ it's Steph's fault. She dumped the transformed Tim and Jason at the manor because she had a Saturday lab to attend. ~

[captainjade101]

Grian: I like your moustache

Mumbo jumbo: why thanks I made it myself

[nohardfellings]

Me right now:

[gg-ladybug]

I’ve been thinking nonstop about a post @nouverx made on March 3rd where Alastor asks “what country” the ace aro flag was, and my brain naturally made a meme about it.

Rosie jump-scared him with it one night in the December of 2016, and he said yes for the sake of his sanity (post 1933 world maps are hard, okay)

[coco1273]

AMATEURS

if yall want context, i had to do 8 machines on a blackout as a lone brightney, and the twisteds were literally only twisted pebble, twisted shelly, twisted sprout, and twisted scraps-

my luck is awful ;-;

[hoshi-kawaii]

Arthur Conan Doyle: what if there was a detective and he was super mysterious and badass and like the smartest man alive but of course was misunderstood and an outcast but in a cool way.

Agatha Christie: what if there was a detective but he was a tiny little fancy man and no one ever took him seriously no matter what he does because of white on white racism. and he's got a silly mustache.

[troythecatfish]

[polyamorousmood]

[discussing partners]: yeah they get me so many gifts! Haha, sometimes I can't eat the candy quick enough boomer boss: singular "they" is incorrect. I try to be respectful but it just hurts my brain. It was drilled into me in school My polyam ass: yes! Singular they! That is what I was using just now.

[valentimmy]

douxie holding pochita like jesus holding the lamb

[unicomix]

Based on a true story

So I was watching Transformers Animated with my boyfriend a few weeks ago. He noted to me about my crush on Shockwave and Blitzwing. I mentioned how when the show originally aired, I liked the Jet twins. And then this happened (with added content for context):

"Wait, I just realized something."

"Huh?"

"Shockwave has a British accent. Blitzwing has a German accent. The Jet Twins are Eastern European."

"Yeah?"

"Those are the accents... and guys, you find attractive."

"Yeah, they are."

"Your taste in men comes from Transformers."

I'm using his quote to make a t shirt