#this will be fun even if i look like a clown

[stars-obsession-pit]

Hello! Can do a chapter fic off this fic prompt Danny phantom x dc: https://www.tumblr.com/corkinavoid/767516270934556672/dpxdc-legal-power?source=share

This isn’t a one-to-one recreation of that dialogue but it’s based on that as a framework/premise

Batman dropped down into the room behind a pair of figures—a teenage boy and a slumped adult—letting his landing create an audible thump to alert them of his presence.

If the teen noticed, he didn’t react. Even as Bruce approached, he continued to stare impassively at the wheezing figure on the ground, an old wooden bat with flaking green paint on its side loosely held in his right hand. Bruce had already suspected who the figure would be since he arrived, but seeing the Joker so broken was still bizarre. No laughing, no schemes. He didn’t even seem to be attempting to escape his binds, just… lying there, almost as if pinned in place.

Bruce paused a step behind the teen. “I don’t know what the Joker did to you, but this isn’t the right way to go about this.”

The teen scoffed, and Bruce felt a painful lurch in his chest as he was reminded oh so strongly of his son Jason. “And what, let him go kill more people?”

“I know he deserves to face justice, but not like this. Everyone deserves a right to fair trial. No one person should be judge, jury, and executioner.”

The teen turned to look at him with glowing green eyes, and Batman felt himself freeze. He had faced gods before, yet even using that as a comparison felt like an understatement. The boy’s eyes belonged to someone far older than his teenage form implied, and they radiated power. Inevitability.

When the teen—no, the entity—spoke again, his words carried an unearthly echo. “Perhaps, but I’m not acting for just myself.” He paused, glanced down at the Joker, then asked almost conversationally, “Do you know how many people he’s killed?”

Another pause, but before Bruce could even try to answer, the entity continued, “Eight hundred and fifty-six. He’s ended the lives of eight hundred and fifty-six human souls. I can tell you about every single one, if you want. About who they were, what their dreams were before he killed them. About the pain they felt at his hands.”

He punctuated the word ‘pain’ by raising up the wooden bat in his hands and ramming its end down onto the Joker’s arm. He let out a wheeze, muffled by the gag in his mouth.

“I have a duty to my people. I am the King of the In-Between and of all the souls that pass through it—even ones whose stays were as brief as his. I am the rightful arbiter of his fate. And with that power, I sentence him to death.”

He raised the bat again, adjusting his grip so he’d hit with the side rather than the end this time, then paused and let out a chuckle. “Of course, just because it’s based on some justice doesn’t mean I can’t have a bit of fun with it too.” He swung the bat down, slamming it into the Joker’s side, then hooked it under the clown’s torso and flicked him up through the air to slam into the wall. “We all really hate this guy.”

With the entity’s attention fully turned away from him as he sauntered towards the Joker’s slumped figure, Bruce could finally unfreeze himself.

Even if the Ghost King did have the right to pass judgement on Joker, Bruce still couldn’t let torture go on like this. He wouldn’t win a direct fight, but he could hopefully at least grab the Joker and bring him over to the police. Carefully, he reached for some of the smoke bombs and batarangs on his belt and readied his grapple. He’d have to do this very, very fast.

But before he could move, another figure entered the scene. Red Hood, emerging from the shadows on the far side of the room, an unexpected bit of a pep to his step.

“Nice to see someone else who gets that that bastard needs to die. But if I may make a suggestion, how ‘bout you use a crowbar instead of that old bat? It’d be a bit more… fitting.”

[louilies]

All that talkin’ on the net, I’m the one that got him pressed.

rapper!reader x cheater!chris (one time only tho) but pt2?

You find out through the internet first.

Not through Chris. Not through a friend. But through some random girl’s Instagram story, where she’s flexing a bracelet that looks a little too familiar—because you fucking bought it. For him.

And just like that, everything clicks.

The late replies. The half-assed excuses. The way he always had his phone facedown when he was with you, always acting like he was so damn busy but still had time to be outside with every girl but you.

You scroll through the comments under her post, and it’s like the whole world already knows. Like they’re all in on the joke, and you’re the only one who didn’t get the punchline.

“LMAO ain’t that Y/N’s man?”

“Guess not anymore.”

“Oh, she’s bold as fuck for this.”

Yeah. She is. And now? You’re pissed.

And when you’re pissed? You make sure everybody knows it.

—

Chris doesn’t even get the chance to explain when you pull up.

He barely gets a word out before you’re already going off. “You’re fucking with her?” You laugh, shaking your head. “That’s embarrassing. Not for me, though.”

"Y/N—”

“Nah, don’t ‘Y/N’ me,” you cut him off. "You must’ve lost your damn mind if you thought I wasn’t gonna find out."

Chris sighs, dragging a hand down his face. "It’s not what it looks like."

You scoff. "Oh, so she just accidentally posted your bracelet? Just randomly started talking about how ‘fine’ you are and how y’all been ‘kicking it’ for weeks?"

He stays quiet. Because he knows. He knows there’s no talking his way out of this one.

And honestly? You don’t even wanna hear it.

You shake your head, stepping back. "You did me a favor, though." A slow smile creeps onto your lips, but there’s no warmth behind it. Just amusement. "‘Cause now? I get to have fun with this.”

Chris frowns. "What does that mean?"

You don’t answer. You just pull out your phone, open up your notes app, and start typing.

—

The song drops a week later.

And you don’t hold back.

You name-drop. You call her out. You call him out. You talk about the bracelet, the lies, the way he was begging for you back just days ago—while she was out here thinking she won.

And the internet? They eat it up.

Chris is in shambles. His DMs are flooded, his comments are a war zone, and all he can do is sit back and watch as everyone clowns him.

And her?

Oh, she's pissed.

Posting subs, trying to act unbothered, but everybody knows the truth. You got her mad. You got her pressed.

And you? You’re sitting pretty, watching it all unfold, laughing. Because they really thought they could play with you.

But they forgot—

You don’t lose.

You win.

And you make sure they never forget it.

taglist: @ishasturnz

[savage-rhi]

Can't believe I'm gonna fucking do this

[marciaillust]

I added some colours to her :)

[laboratory-for-peace]

Character design is my passion and also was part of my literal thesis, so time to talk about it. Sometimes I wonder if Caesar's design (outside of the Pierrot / clown / harlequin influence that Oda has already confirmed) was partly inspired by things like gothic Visual Kei / Japanese glam rock. Kabuki is also a big part of it, but that would probably take a post of its own.

I think at his core, his silhouette / design is mostly meant to evoke a sheep-wolf dichotomy; the wild dark hair evoking a wolf-like shape hiding within a big white fluffy "sheep's" coat (further supported by the horns) which also doubles as a lab coat, showing that he fakes his benevolence (a wolf in sheep's clothing) but also he himself is a "sheep" following the orders of people far more powerful than him (Doffy, Linlin, Stella etc). The horns I think also evoke the goat-like baphomet-style "devil" imagery that characters like Magellan also share, while the bright black & yellow jumpsuit evokes hazard/danger signs, as you'd expect from a mad scientist.

But with all that being said, it's hard not to see that kinda old fashioned flamboyant glam-rock influence on top of it all, even if it's unintentional.

Traditional Visual Kei does tend to focus on the big hair + make-up (usually pale foundation with black, dark blues and purples around the eyes and mouth) + more gothic elements also featuring cold or black & white colors. With that being said, Viskei often also includes things like circus-y and harlequin inspired aesthetics to go along with it!

Just take a look at gothic Viskei icons like Mana-sama and the rest of Malice Miser and you can see those similar aesthetics.

Honestly, I think I have about as much to say about most villain designs in One Piece and the pop-cultural archetypes they may reference, but this one is particularly interesting to me for some reason!

[perilegs]

i know astrology is fake but i'm not too keen on how a lot of people on this website seem to be clowning on it as a hobby a bit too hard. i swear the woman who thinks it's neat how she and her friends with the same sun sign are all similar isn't trying to say that you are who you are born as and there is nothing you can do to change it. it's a hobby. an interest. what happened to finding meaning and joy in the small things. does it affect you if someone enjoys tarot reading or crystals. does it make you upset someone has interests that they enjoy.

[tyrannosnore]

okay consider this

[lemon-wedges]

Some brry sketches from last month

[hauntingmiser]

Day 12 of monstertober!!!!

Anyways here's the clown counselor but he's a shadow!!!!! 😱😱😱😱

It was inspired by a Sprite edit that I will show right here ( it was back in March or something.....) :

Anyways this is a present for my friend

@deliscandystore

I hope you like it tho

[burke-juliet]

just watched a youtube video explaining the history of Mr Blobby... are british people okay? i'm going to have nightmares about it. i have regrets

[alienpupy]

got lipgloss for the first time today :]

[false-anomaly]

3, 8, and 22 for the ask game 💗

3- Scotland!!!! I would live in either a nice apartment above a shop OR a cottage on the outskirts of a town somewhere, literally my only ask would be that it was cozy, big enough for 2/3 people, allowed cats and was relatively close to some feild I could wander around in. And since it's like dream living scenario I guess somewhere without mold but quite frankly!!! That adds to the charm I wouldn't mind lol

8- Nope! I have plans to get some tattoos when I turn 18 and to get pericings this year, but I don't have any rn

22- I would absolutely kill a stranger to save somebody I loved. I would fell terrible about obviously it but if either way one person was dying I would do it & I probably wouldn't think about it too much, like my main goal would JUST be to save whoever it was and damn the consequences type thing. I don't think I'd ever be able to get over it though

[perplexedjokist]

showing people children's books/movies/shows I like and seeing their reaction is my version of a friendship test

[psalmsofpsychosis]

after my ✨️third✨️ attempt in the past 4 days to expose myself to standup comedy and build my lukewarm-jokes survival muscles i'll hereby conclude that jesus christ i'd rather fucking die

[todayisafridaynight]

One of my fave jackets is this green jacket with a fur hood im wearin rn because 1.) its green 2.) my dad gave it to me 3.) it reminds me of saejima. Who also reminds me of my dad

[transfemgeorgecostanza]

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