#tapping phones

[giffypudding]

We're listening...always listening

[abby-howard]

Spoons going apeshit over my haircut

[ive-been-timebombed]

PART TWO

Jason’s tired. Dicks drugged. Danny talking bout hotdogs. Everyone’s confused

What in the floppy flippy fish sticks. Or was it Flippy Floppy fish sticks? I don’t know been to long since me and Wally got together and cursed at each other. Curse is a strong word.. it was more like tell each other the stupidest things that come to mind instead of cussing.

Back on track Jason was staring at the sparkly king dude. And sparkly king dude is staring back. Oh Batman I’m getting a cramp. Really hope Little Wing thinks of something. Im all out of ideas that aren’t dislocate my bones. And blue boy already thought of that and tied me up a bit more special.

Man. I hate bondage. My Dick hurts! And I’m Dick! So everything hurts!

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Holy ancients, that’s my child. That’s baby JayJay. And he has a core. A dying core. I did that. I left him to stave..

“My king? Is something wrong?” Okay I’m grateful to you for bringing me here but shut up space man. Danny looked down to the summoner and with a flick of his wrist the man tumbled to the ground like a bag of bricks.

Danny floated up and flew to the edge of the summoning circle looking down to see what shields the summoner had put.. only there weren’t any and Danny concludes that they were a complete baboon.

Danny walked out the circle and to his child. His ectoplasm was rancid, old and stale. From his core trying to absorb ectoplasm without the ability to clean it.

Danny bent down in front of Jay, “Hello, Ghostling” Danny said in fake confidence.

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Jason was not panicking he would like to point that out. He was merely trying not to yell. Or scramble back away from the being. Who was just crouching down in front of him. The being put its hand on his shoulder. It was cold yet warm at the same time. Like how one would feel after getting out a cold refreshing pool into the warm air.

“Hello, Ghostling” The being spoke to him, it was comforting and softer then how he spoke to Wickham.

..

Ghostling? The fuck was a Ghostling? Why did he have to be a ling? He’d much rather be just a ghost. Not ghostLING. That makes him sound like a child. Which he was a few years older than that.

Then Jason’s body felt cold and lightless then the ropes on his arms were off and his arms are free. Jason immediately scrambled back bragging his older brother in the process not taking his eyes of the floating man as he untied the vigilante.

“Ow- cramp,” Dickhead groaned as rolled to the floor holding onto his foot. With his now free hands. “I hate being tied up, Little Wing- holy smokes you’re not human.” Dick had fixed his mask as it was slipped down from sweat earlier blinding him. His eyes focused on the being that had floated back looking between the two vigilantes.

“No I am not, mostly at least.” The being shrugged looking at the two with a sly smile like he knew something the other two did not.

“Mostly.?” Dick repeated in a mumble sitting up

“What the fuck are you? Why do you quiet the pits?” Jason spoke as he stood up dragging Nightwing up with him.

“The pits? What are the pits.?” The being spoke with a tilt of its head.

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What are the pits? Should Danny comfort him? Oh it was so much easier when the kid barely had the ability to think. He missed the baby Jay. Now it’s big Jay. He certainly took after his grandpa. Guess it skips a generation..

“The pits? What are the pits.?” Danny asked his kid tilting his head in confusion. The pits.. pits? Armpits? No doubt it’s that. Mud pits? Danny gave up on trying to guess whatever a pit was. He was more concerned at the stale ectoplasm in his son. Could he even call him that anymore.?

“The Lazarus Pits! The bright green liquid that was used to summon you!” Jay grew angry? He doesn’t feel that angry.. his core is panicking? Does this Lazarus Pits force emotions? Or amplify it?

“You mean ectoplasm?” Danny asked glancing over at the other vigilante other than his son. He didn’t have a core, so he was still alive and mortal. He did however look atrociously high. Or drugged.

“What- you mean that shit from ghostbusters?” Jay seemed to relax? Maybe Danny’s clean ectoplasm is filtering into his system.

“If I had a hotdog for every time I heard that sentence. I’d have enough to start a war with the vegetables.” Danny floated up into a sitting position crossing his ankles.

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Man, I miss Wally. He’d pay attention to me.. but no. I’m here listening to sparkly king dude and my Little Wing talk about something I could barely make out. Hotdogs? I’m hungry.

“Hotdogs..? Ain’t the saying dollar? War- what are you talking about-“ Little Wing said from beside me. King sparkles was looking at me. King sparkles kinda reminds him of little Jay.

“I think your friend is drugged.. looks like a second away from passing out.” King sparkles gestured to me, then Jason looked at me.

I’m gonna throw up.. Is that bad?

[patsvicr]

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poem - Like the Wolf by Kewayne Wadley

quick drawings i made after reading Like the Wolf and Until the Next Storm by Kewayne Wadley :]

[gojoest]

SATORU

[gjatheshroom]

White carnations

[rowynri]

hehe! love these guys :D

[theplantbish]

mlem

[livetogether--diealone]

to be sebastian vettel touching the butts of two f1 legends at the same time

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

infected with union leader disease (incurable) <- loves and misses Daybreak Town with my entire heart and soul. But there’s no way to go back home.

[lloydfrontera]

one of the funniest things bk moon ever did was make you believe lloyd was Gone™ by having javier be all wistful and yearning about his old master convincing you that this is an old heartbreak that never healed right and that he's still mourning him centuries later. only to then reveal that not only is lloyd alive and perfectly okay he's literally one phone call away. javier can literally just pick up the phone and have a direct line with him any time he wants. he's just being dramatic about not being at his side 24/7 like he used to. it's so fucking funny asjkhksfjs

[vala-dreams]

I doodled wild during class :D

I headcannon wild having heavy scarring from that one time he had to take the worlds longest nap

[daffi-990]

Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday ✍🏻

Tagged by @tizniz 🩵

I think next snippet I might tell you more about this wip … maybe … I’m still debating whether to keep it a secret for a bit longer 🤪.

Anyway … have some more angsty feels from my secret buddie wip

Prev snippets here and here.

The ambulance comes to a screeching halt outside the hospital and then everything happens in a bit of a blur.

Eddie is unloaded, Buck’s hand clenched around Eddie’s tightly like a lifeline as the trauma team wheel Eddie inside the glass doors.

Inevitably, Buck has to release his grip on Eddie before they take him through to surgery, but it feels like he's severing a part of himself, the pain rippling through his body and threatening to bring him to his knees.

Someone is talking to him, placing a gentle hand on his arm and breaking through his trance.

“Are you a family member?” The woman asks, her voice urgent yet still kind.

Buck nods his head, wiping at the tears on his cheeks. “Yea, yes. I'm his partner, his - his boyfriend,” he chokes out.

The woman nods in understanding and says something else before she’s hurrying off behind the doors after Eddie and the trauma team, but Buck doesn’t quite register it, the sounds around him beginning to become muffled.

Buck watches with a sense of hopelessness as Eddie disappears behind another set of doors, feeling like he's being pulled apart at the seams.

He slumps against a nearby wall, sinking down to the ground as the sobs he’s been holding in finally break free from his chest and wrack through his body.

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[saltoru]

gojo “go get my card, sweets” satoru

[nailgunstigmata]

i know deep in my heart that mac had a phase where he got really into shitty phone games but specifically on dennis‘ phone. he pokes dennis with a fork during breakfast until he just goes WHAT and mac is like can i play some games bro….pls 🥺🥺 and dennis throws a spoon at his head yelling at him to just install them on his own phone (same model). and then dennis angrily eats oatmeal with water while mac plays bejeweled on dennis‘ phone at full volume and every time he loses a heart he goes FUCK and tells the computer hes going to kill it