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[incognitopolls]

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[doomdoomofdoom]

things that are also not terrorism, somehow:

storming the US Capitol with the explicit intention of overturning a presidential election

let's recap what we've learned about the United States in the last few days.

things that are terrorism:

allegedly shooting a healthcare CEO whose company generated more pure profit (not revenue, profit) in a year than the GDP of 94 countries, exclusively by denying coverage to people who pay for it

a 42-year-old mother of 2 using the wrong combination of 7 words during a heated conversation with a call center employee at a health insurance company who was in the process of denying her health coverage.

things that are not terrorism:

mass shooting in a Black church to incite a race war

going to a BLM protest specifically to kill protestors

a neo-nazi running over a crowd of people, killing a woman

targeting and killing 23 latinos in an el paso, texas walmart

killing 12 people in a theatre, shooting 58 others, rigging your apartment with explosives

a QAnon groyper killing 7 and shooting ~50 at a 4th of July parade

killing 3 people and shooting several others at a Planned Parenthood in defense of the unborn

stalking someone relentlessly and then killing them and their child despite months of the victim making police reports

any one of the 1,200 murders committed by US police yearly, the vast majority being minorities

tightening your border while ~100 immigrants (including children) drown every year in the Rio Grande

United Healthcare killing an unnknowable number of elderly people by using faulty AI to deny medically necessary coverage

Aetna killing a woman by refusing to cover her cancer care

Blue Cross killing a 6-year-old by denying her appendicitis surgery

Cigna killing a 17-year-old child by denying her liver transplant

the pharmaceutical industry killing half a million people with opioids in the name of producing revenues in 2023 that rivaled the GDPs of countries like Spain, Mexico, and Australia.

the United States killing 45,000 people a year because they can't access health coverage

make sure you keep this guide handy the next time you find yourself interacting with your insurance company or any other millionaire, billionaire, or an individual who is part of a protected class such as a CEO or president of a corporation.

[stervrucht]

Batsnack (2024)

[allineedisonedream]

Hi!! I want to say that I absolutely adore your tangled au DC and I'm ready to kiss you for what you created - seriously, you literally connected my current favorite hyperfixation with my childhood favorite hyperfixation. I could not imagine that it would bring me such joy :D And oh, I'd like to share my version of Dick's early biography before Slade took him away and locked him in a high tower.

Dick is still Bruce's adopted son, but he was adopted in infancy. It was exactly the same as in "Maquia: When the Promised Flower Blooms" - the young king Bruce, while hunting, separated from his guards and his entourage, he found a circus caravan destroyed by robbers, all were killed except one woman and her infant son. A young woman, Mary Grayson, was dying from the wounds inflicted on her, lying next to her dead husband, but continued to hug and protect Dick, who was crying in her arms.

The young King tried to save her, but Mary could not be saved, instead he gave her a promise that he would take care of her child and the young woman died with a calm soul and a smile on her face. It was only when her hands began to lose warmth that Bruce took baby Dick and hugged him. Thus, a little prince appeared in the kingdom - Richard John Thomas. And when, some time later, he fell seriously ill, King Bruce was in despair and ordered his subjects to find a moon flower that, according to legends, is a real piece of a star that fell from the sky...

And my idea of Dick's early childhood is inspired by this wonderful piece of your art - tiny, sweet, wonderful Dick and affectionate Alfred and Bruce made my heart sing.

Omg, this is Canon! It’s so good it hurts so much ugh! Thank you for taking the time to write this—I love it!

Sorry for answering so late; I kind of wanted to make some art for this:

Not sure if I missed any tags, but let me know if I did!

[tubborucho]

oh.

[sunnyvicky]

Image ID:

People outside sitting on rubble, the most notable being someone dressed as Santa, holding a bell to a little kid they're holding.

End ID

Do not really know what to say. A year ago we were making posts about how Gaza was being bombed through Christmas- how the oldest Christian community was being bombed- how the birth place of Jesus was being destroyed and his people murdered. A year later, it is going to be Christmas again soon, and the bombings have not stopped. But the news, and the attention seems to have died down considerably. It feels terrible and scary.

[thatsbelievable]

[the-real-loser-otaku-girl]

Guys! Im just like a dog lol! So cute! Put me down! Ahahah! Wanna euthanize me now! Ahahah! Im so happy! Just a dog! Ahahah! Very sick tho so put me down!

[animentality]

wild that there are serial killers and rapists and men that kill their wives and children, who still have people show up for them in court.

and those people will adamantly defend their child no matter how absolutely depraved they were to someone else.

but not a single member of Luigi Mangione's family showed up for him in court?

like seriously?

white people can stand up for their sons when they rape unconscious women and groom 12 year olds, but your son does something heroic, and your response is I can't support him?

god.

y'all really just pick and choose when you'll show some family loyalty.

[raccoonrobyn-imagines]

Danny whined as His New Adult held him close as he walked towards somewhere "safe". He didn't really mean to, it just came out cause one of his cuts was pressed on a little too firmly, and he immediately went completely still, hoping that Mr. Red Hood didn't hear him. Mr. Red Hood thankfully just held him in a slightly different position so his hurts wouldn't be pressed on anymore.

Danny just curled into His New Adult more after that.

-----

Hundreds of miles away, Jazz Fenton is beating the shit out of many different GIW goons who were trying to get her to tell them where her baby brother was. Despite her awful aim, she is muscled and tall and trained by Pandora. With a creep stick in hand and a fierce yet grim scowl, she beats the last one into a pulp, and stands up fully. "Are any of you going to tell me what this was truly about? Because my brother isn't in your purview. You deal with Ghosts, not teenage boys."

After a few seconds pass of complete silence, she kicks one of the ones remaining that's still conscious with almost bone breaking force.

That one finally coughs up a weak "We know he's Phantom. We need to capture all Ghosts."

Jazz's scowl deepens and with a near ghostly echoing snarl, she replies. "You have all just signed your death warrant then. It doesn't matter that Danny said he would be the one to take care of you all. It doesn't matter that you're technically with the government. What matters is that you just attempted to make me hand over information that would end up killing My Brother."

Jazz grins, sharp and bloody and filled with pin point precision malice onto the ones that they work for.

"You might know that Danny is partially a Ghost. You all failed to understand one thing though."

The woman, no, The Beasts smile grew larger and larger, and her eyes were a bright toxic green, but they were just teal? Weren't they? Or were they always fully green? What?

"You forgot that while My Brother is half ghost, I am close behind. I am as liminal as you can ever get without dying like he did. And now? You are attempting to stop me from fulfilling My Obsession."

The Beasts giggle is ready and sharp and the sound of a home burning with people inside. The sound takes a moment for the agents to place, but once they do? They realize exactly who they are hearing trapped in that building. It's their family. It's their family and what they knew to be Jazz Fentons true laughter, untouched by this Ghostly Echo.

"I will ensure that your entire group burns for this. I will ensure that no one will ever try to hurt My Family ever again."

The Beast reaches into her purse on her countertop, and pulls out... how the fuck did they not know that she had that weapon? Where the fuck did she get a serated hunting knife that's as long as her arm?!

"No One Will Ever Touch My Baby Ever Again."

DcxDp

Danny is living on the streets in Crime Alley the main issue is that he was deaged into a six year old by the GIW and had to run. The Fenton Parents were across the country at a ghost hunter's convention and Jazz was away at college. Danny's been on the streets for a few weeks now, his phone was broken during his escape meaning no contact with Sam and Tucker.

Red Hood had just finished a report on a joint case with the other bats concerning a drug ring trying to set up in Gotham and Crime Alley, when this tiny six year old with a white shock in his black hair and bright blue eyes and old bandages from multiple injuries popped out of a dumpster holding a pack of unopened hot dogs that were only a day passed the sell by date.

The two immediately make eye contact and Danny just slams the lid on the dumpster and wiggles intangibly out of a rusted out hole on the back of the dumpster and runs when his intangiblity flickers and fails as soon as he's out. Jason isn't exactly sure what he saw for a moment but when he realized what happened he's immediately on the search for his tiny doppelganger.

Jason snatched up the little kid. For a moment, he paused to think, ‘Am I seriously kidnapping a kid?’ before he recollected his thoughts and explained to himself, ‘Yes, because this kid needs help.’

The kid wriggled in his hands, frowning and pouting. He kicked his little legs as he cried out, "Kidnapper! Kidnapper! Help! Someone help!"

"Kid, where are your parents?" Jason asked. He held the struggling kid and brought him closer to his chest.

Something like an electric current from static buildup zapped between them. Jason flinched and the boy stilled.

Then he went quiet and sniffled, cuddling closer to Jason's chest plate, rubbing his chubby cheek against the bat-symbol there.

Jason awkwardly moved his face away from his taser and asked again, "Kid, where are your parents?"

"... gone," he mumbled. "My sista can't find me."

Jason gently patted his back, bringing him closer into a hug. The kid buried himself closer and Jason wondered if his initial fight was due to fear or something. "What's your name?"

"... Danny."

"Okay, Danny. Let's find your sister, okay? Want to come with me?"

Danny nodded silently and Jason resisted the urge to smile and coo. He was quite cute, with his pouty expression and teary eyes. Jason used his thumb to rub away at some dirt on his cheek before adjusting his hold on him.

"Alright, kiddo, what can you tell me about your sister?"

——

Danny stared at the strange, liminal man who was afflicted with ectoplasmic rot, as he went on a vague tangent about Jazz.

He was pretty sure that Jazz and his friends were already searching for him, since he had been gone for awhile now.

He was also pretty sure that if he gave up too much information, this man would've been able to find her too quickly, which prevented Danny from giving him the help that he needed.

Danny sighed.

Who knew that after he would be deaged, he'd have to adopt a grown man?

[the-sleepy-conductor]

Ok headcanon time.

I've seen lots of headcanons about Emmet always saying "I am Emmet" simply because it could be a verbal stim, or he just automatically starts doing so because people confuse him with Ingo.

But hear me out.

He starts doing it because of Legends Arceus.

Before I dive into this, quick tw of mentions of death, as well as panic attacks. Also possibly derealization and depersonalization? I'm not sure how to describe what's down below I'm not trying to be offensive.

So, the event of Ingo being sent to Hisui happens before the events of Black and White. Except it's not a he-was-gone-for-months-or-years kind of thing. He just blips, faster than the blink of an eye, but being in Hisui felt like an eternity to him. He's still in his Subway attire after the whole ordeal, still has his Pokemon, and most importantly, still has his memories. He remembers everything about himself, but also recalls forgetting everything in Hisui.

Now I'm imagining this could happen when the twins are on the Multi Train waiting for a challenger for instance. They're bored out of their minds, with Emmet impatiently tapping his foot and Ingo nearly falling asleep. Then just as Ingo closes his eyes, Hisui happens, and he's jolted awake with a choked gasp.

Emmet is of course frightened, frantically asking Ingo what's wrong. But the older Subway Boss is in shock and clearly distressed. Ingo can only clutch his chest as he gasps and wheezes for breath. He feels as though his heart is pounding too fast for his body, he's suffocating. Can't breathe. Can't get enough oxygen-

But he's alive. His heart is beating, he can feel the cold chills through his body, the trembling... He's not dead out in ancient Sinnoh. But he still can't calm down. He's freaking out about what happened to him. Was that some weird nightmare? No, he swore everything was real. The Zoroarks, the Alphas, Giratina, Arceus, the fear still made itself home in his brain. The Pearl Clan, his Pokemon, Lady Sneasler, they created a warm fuzzy feeling in him for a split second as he recalled them. And yet he remembered all those cold, lonely nights he'd cry alone to himself for the man who looked like him, his twin brother Emmet.

And Ingo breaks down crying right then and there. He's so overwhelmed from emotion, unable to process years of events and emotions and memories in just seconds. He's hyperventilating, crying choked sobs as it feels like his poor heart is going to give out. Was he really in Hisui? He was back in the subway train, wasn't he? Like nothing ever happened? Did Arceus rip his soul from his body for that split second, and that's why his body is utterly convinced he's going to die-

And through the gasping, the crying, his heartbeat pounding in his ears, he hears Emmet's voice call out to him worriedly but calmly through it all. Ingo held onto that voice like a lifeline. It had been merely a few seconds since he heard his twin's voice, yet it had been decades. He clings onto his baby brother for dear life, registering that he's right here, Emmet is right here, and Ingo is at his side. Emmet had given up on trying to ask Ingo what's wrong, now only concerned with helping Ingo calm down. Ingo's a crying mess for a long time, but he eventually cries himself out, now too tired to keep sobbing.

Emmet takes that chance to ask Ingo if he's ok. Ingo replies that he's unsure. Physically he's fine, but... He shudders and leans against Emmet more. Emmet asks him to elaborate. Ingo was positive that Emmet would think he's gone crazy, but Ingo was so shaken up he didn't know what else to do. He explains everything, the events of Hisui, feeling like he wasn't even in his own body for a split second, and forgetting his own twin. Ingo gets choked up again and Emmet reminds him to breathe.

Even though the whole experience was traumatizing, the only thing Ingo could focus on was that he forgot Emmet. His memories are still intact now, but he knows he forgot him in Hisui. And for some reason, that terrifies him more than any space-time anomaly. He weakly chokes out that he didn't want to forget Emmet again. He could forget trains, he could forget Unova, just don't take his brother away from him again.

Of course Emmet is caught off guard by all this. But his normally unshakable brother was breaking down in his arms, and he had never seen Ingo this upset in his entire life. If Ingo had a reason to be upset, then what he said must be true, because Ingo wasn't acting like himself at all. They're Subway Bosses, they've seen it all.

Emmet reassures Ingo that he believes him. His distress his valid. But Emmet also proposes an idea. He'll remind Ingo that he is Emmet as often as he can. And from then on, he'll make a habit of saying "I am Emmet" at the start of every other sentence, for Ingo's peace of mind. It becomes such a habit, that he even says it when he's not talking to Ingo. He starts using a sort of script when introducing himself to passengers, saying "I am Emmet. I am a Subway Boss. I like Double Battles. I like combinations of two Pokemon. And I like winning more than anything else." He starts using short and brief sentences to describe himself to anyone new to him, as well as using it to keep Ingo grounded whenever he has another panic attack about his memories.

And even years later, even after the events of Black 2 and White 2, Ingo still finds comfort in hearing his little brother say "I am Emmet."

This got waaaaay out of hand but I needed somewhere to jot my thoughts

[alleyesony0u]

TW: Discussion of death, decomposition, and other related topics.

I had this headcanon before the zombie superpower in Wild Life and I want to share it! I headcanon that in the Life Series, whenever someone loses a Green or Yellow life (or when it comes to Limited Life, any lives before an hour is left), their body will respawn a minute or so after death, vanishing and reappearing in their bed. However, whenever they lose a Red life, the body will not respawn anywhere. Instead, their soul will be pushed out of their body and forced into Spectator Mode. Their body will then just sit there. And rot. So every Life server from past series are just littered with rotting, decomposing bodies, and none of the ex-players will ever enter the old servers because they don’t want to see the decaying bodies of their friends. Or themselves.

Which fits shockingly well with the zombie superpower that Cleo gets in Wild Life.

In the Secret Life server, Scar desperately tried to bury as many bodies as he could find. Some laid dead out in the open, some he never found. He felt so guilty he could never find Lizzie’s. He buried Pearl first. He laid sunflowers at each gravestone he shoved into the dirt, whether there was someone buried with it or not. He tried to ignore the whispers. Sometimes he finds another body and he does his best to put to rest the remains.

As for how their bodies return to them after they leave the servers — when it comes to locked servers in my headcanon (which are typically almost always Hardcore servers), the server’s code acts so that the server portal itself is the main spawnpoint. The soul is pushed out of the body after they die in the server, allowing access to the server portal. Only then can they leave and when they use the server portal, their body respawns as they leave the server. When they exit into the server hub, their body is perfectly healthy and intact, but if trauma is severe enough, scars may remain through respawns. However, due to the server being Hardcore, their other body also remains in the server, and will not regenerate in the portal.

The scars remaining through respawns also applies to non-Hardcore and non-locked servers as well. Some examples I have of scars remaining would be Lizzie’s potion Scar from One Life, Scar’s scars from The Crafting Dead, Jimmy’s burn scars from Double Life, Skizz’s scars from multiple past incidents (urban exploration), etc.

Okay, ramble over, I hope this made some semblance of sense. Love you guys.

[star-struck09]

After you left, I would say your name in the dead of the night to taste the memories of you.

[nihilism-0]

I would love to kiss your skull and leave it as a decoration on my desk.

[regular-gnome]

How did the trappers justify killing child titans? Did they think stuff like “it’s just another one” and “it’ll grow up into a monster”?

Essentially, the trappers justified their actions by dehumanizing titans, no matter their age. They didn’t see children; they saw inevitable threats. Most likely the explanations like, 'It’s one of them' or 'It’ll grow up into a monster,' were some of them, reducing them more to their potential for power rather conscious beings they are. It’s the same pattern in steps of genocide—turning a group into 'the enemy,' making them seem like a danger to everyone else. The power imbalance and separation between the witches and the titan just made it worse, letting them frame what they were doing as survival or revenge instead of cruelty.

Echoes of this stuck around long after, like when Bill talked about titans and said even the young ones 'act like royalty.' With titans avoiding exposure of their relativly powerless young to protect them, there was little 'positive' or normal interaction to stop these beliefs before they became too extreme

[w4v3f0rm]

2024-12-11