#yeet the rich

[kaydub80]

To anybody in the media who's sympathizing with Brian Thompson and United Healthcare

[canadianbakinblr]

Putting a vote in for gas leak and a stray lit cigarette.

The people in the top three spots on Forbes' billionaire list—Elon Musk, Jeff Bezos, and Mark Zuckerberg—will have prime seats at President-elect Trump's inauguration next week. NBC News, citing "an official involved with the planning of the event," reports that the three tech billionaires will be sitting together on the platform with other high-profile guests, including Trump's Cabinet nominees. Bezos and Zuckerberg's companies, Amazon and Meta, have each donated $1 million to the inauguration, while Musk spent more than $250 million to help Trump win the election, reports Reuters.

[midknightmistake]

personally i think if you wanna assassinate someone, you shouldn't just shoot them. what ya should do is pick them up with your phys gun and fuckin yeet them miles away. no way that mf livin that

[the-lorax-mustache]

In case you couldn’t tell I am very invested in the yacht sinking orcas fandom.

[emergingghost]

small collection of jb posing with/contributing to graffiti

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

if anyone wants to watch the tit stream but can’t afford tickets dm me. i’ll be streaming it over google meet because the tickets with the afterparty total to over $25 USD not the “reasonable” $15 USD they advertised.

please take me up on this offer. it’s the only way i’ll be able to stomach the fact that i spent over $25 on a livestream that i know won’t even be captioned properly/accessible.

(also maybe other people have offered this—i have been out of the phannie tumblr loop the past couple weeks)

edit: google meet now limits meetings with more than two people to 30-45 mins (i forget which) so we’ll be moving to discord!

[lauronk]

Springald and idk what that is but I am mad jealous of the October babies with their trebuchet

[killemwithkawaii]

Why didn't anybody tell me that, upon the stroke of midnight on my 30th birthday, I would suddenly be struck with the irresistible compulsion to completely refurnish my bedroom???

[hiswrlds]

' can you read the melody? ' the parchment in the niwa's hands is aged and nigh-withering, yet the little notes marking out music were still clearly dotted in dark, black ink. above the trail of quarter-and-staccatos rested its handwritten title, the words THE ANGEL'S SONG written in beautiful cursive script.

' it's supposed to be magic, and anyone who listens to the song when it's played will feel happy and at peace with themselves. ' for as much as it might have sounded nothing like an overactive imagination, it was in fact a reality, as well as a truth. strange powers rested in the music, and even he and dark had fallen under its influence once upon a time.

' the thing is, it can be really dangerous too. if you play it in reverse, then it turns into 'the devil's song' and starts to hurt anyone who listens to it --- more than anything. so much that you can't even speak or move. so we're keeping it safe, ' away from what wrong hands they could. ' i wanted to show it to you because... you liked music. and me too, i like it a lot --- that's why, i was wondering if, maybe, even without weird powers, you could still make magic, and knew a song or two that could always make people happy, too. '

@dnangelic

Somehow, the parchment looks even more fragile & old  against the white of gloved hands that carefully holds it .  The hedgehog turns it over, looks at it from arms length & then back close to his face . Thing truly is old, but he could make out the musical pattern with ease, quickly getting a feeling of what the fabled song would have sounded like on a piano or perhaps a violin, but no instruments could be found nearby, leaving only his vocals for the mission . 

“ Magic, right ?  I can buy that . ”  A song that brings people happiness is a surprisingly tame concept compared to what other extraordinary things he's stumble upon throughout his life . ( From gems that grant unfathomable power, to small creatures born of solely love energy ... )  sometimes things get so out of pocket that some people can only wish to restore to scientific reasoning, filtering ancient voices to one's & zero's, breaking down the elements to charmed stones, trying to control what they cannot comprehend, all in desperate attempt at making it make sense .   Sonic doesn't understand such logic, but he can understand where the worry & fear stems from . 

This musical piece in his hands for an example, capable of  both miracles & misery  to whoever listens ---  and what about who performs ? What about who sings ?  He has to assume there won't be an effect, trusting that Daisuke would have been careful enough to mention it .  Not that he's concerned, he's simply curious . 

Quite so . 

“ If it's so dangerous, why won't you just get rid of it ? ”   His voice is light, like he would ask about something as trivial as an emptied pen —   he's unmoving, save for an ear flick, making sure the boy doesn't get any indication that he might harm the piece of parchment himself . Hazy emerald flickering between thief & paper, he continues to silently run through the tones, it seems quite easy, like he could recite it in a bit . From someone who truly loves music, the response might seem quite insensitive, a bit unlike himself .  But the detachment in the air around him stems from something  simple .  

“ I mean a nice song — ”  He shrugs, a little exacerbated by emotion that he now lets loose . He's still smiling at the paper, that tug at his lips which never seems to waver with ease, even as his eyes speak of frustration & discontent .  “ But the feeling it brings is fake, isn't it ? ”   It's simply magic, it's not the song itself, it's not the idea behind it, it's not the heart the composer put into every tone and melody .  And if it's not any of that, then what's even the point ?  

“ I know a song or two, but even I am not sure if it could happiness to everyone, and that's the fun part, because when they listen to it, I want it to be something unique, something they get to choose, y'know . ” Not anything spellbound or starstruck .  Something real & special .  And he recalls songs, he remembers melodies, he thinks of the nursery rhymes he's used to put together for his little brother to sleep, for an instance,  what was safe & warm now feels nostalgic & funny . And it's not a bad change, it's natural, it's welcomed & precious .  

“ You're right though, you don't need magic to make people feel happy or at peace, you could make the magic yourself . ” He flashes a sharp-toothed grin, encouraging but dangerous, empowering as if he has just discovered a loophole in a law system and was hoping someone would use it sooner than later  .  The underlying, sudden mischief disappears as quickly as it came, and he turns back to the glorified piece of paper at hand with the intensified readiness & attention of a school kid asked to read a paragraph for the class .  “ Do you still want me to read it ? ”

[pod-bird]

I would like to see me try

Me too Fleet, me too

[kaydub80]

Ninety-nine out of 100 people agree: Rest in piss, Brian Thompson.

https://www.reuters.com/world/us/unitedhealthcare-ceo-fatally-shot-ny-post-reports-2024-12-04/

Took him to the hospital but still died. Guess they couldn't get prior authorization approval to save his life.

[mynameispetric]

Bless whoever co-opted this sbux thrive thru window to spread The Truth.

[Image Description: bumper sticker stuck under drive thru window that reads “Yeet the rich into the sun.”]

[fandommothfreak]

I think Duke should be immortal in the "cannot die" sense and Jason should be immortal in the "cannot stay dead" sense and that they should keep this a secret from everyone including each other. And then they should both get caught in a situation that Absolutely Should Kill Them Instantly, miraculously not die, and then be like:

Like Jason shields Duke from some massive explosion or something, and Duke is horrified because he thinks Jason just pointlessly sacrificed himself for someone who would've been fine anyway - only for Jason to very casually come back from the dead, look at a completely unscathed Duke Thomas, and go, "Hey, what the fuck."

And Duke should look at a freshly revived Jason Todd and be like, "Me what the fuck? No you what the fuck."

And they end up both agreeing to not say a word about this to the rest of the Bats. Which poses issues. Because here you have a pair of unhinged vigilante siblings that do not fear death, that additionally now know they don't have to fear each other's deaths either, both unwilling to give anything less than everything they have to do what they think is right (and/or what they really, really want to).

So. Some things that happen in consequence:

Duke throws Jason off a fifty-story building in pursuit of some shoplifting rich asshole that was caught on camera insulting Duke's favorite metal band and being a classist fuck about it. This does, incidentally, re-traumatize Nightwing, who was ten feet away and not prepared to see his little brother yeeted off the side of a building, no grapple in sight - but it also traumatizes the shoplifter when Jason lands right in front of him, grotesquely knits himself back together, and rises from the ground in a distinctly horrifying fashion just to beat the shit out of him. So Duke takes the win.

Jason shoots Duke in the head to get him to stop shining light in his eyes in the middle of a gunfight. He does stop, but only because Batman shows up out of nowhere, and now Duke gets to pretend to be grievously injured while Batman yells at Jason about "self-control" and "maturity" and "putting teammates at risk." Meanwhile Duke is playing up this horrible concussion that he doesn't even have. Jason is seething. (Duke gets checked out at Leslie's. They convince her to lie for them by appealing to her inner petty bitch.)

Jason gets his payback a few months later by poisoning himself at an undercover op and subsequently forcing Duke to drag his dead body around a mob-owned nightclub for like half an hour trying to convince seasoned criminals that this brick shithouse of a man sprawled awkwardly across his back is just... really wasted. Totally not a corpse.

Both Jason and Duke get caught in many, many, many explosions after that initial reveal, and it's always terrifying for the rest of the Bats. It gets to a point where Batman refuses to partner Duke and Jason together for literally anything, because they always act fucking insane. Big metal vehicle moving hundreds of miles an hour towards an unsuspecting civilian? That's okay! Jason will just throw Duke in front if it. Unknown, volatile substance potentially being used by a notorious serial killer to murder his victims? No lab testing required! Duke will just pour a whole pint of the stuff on Jason's bare arm to see how it reacts. Bomb that can't be disarmed? Why wait for backup when these two psychopaths can just grab the thing and jump into the harbor? Like, genuinely. The stress. Bruce is one particularly traumatic incident away from actually considering therapy.

[m1shka-moon-bear-feelings]

To be honest, I read that at first as "Yeat/yeet the rich", but I believe it to hold the same message.

"Eat the Rich, Feed the Poor"

Seen in Karlskrona, Sweden

[evilminji]

If ghosts are declared legally neither sentient nor sapient >.>

Then? LEGALLY? Anything they do? They can't be held responsible for. After all, they don't know any better.

Danny should start a harrassment campaign. Clear Activist actions. Publicly. Loudly. And with the world watching. Wear it on a tee-shirt. Keep repeating it.

"I'm not legally sentient or sapient. Not MY decision, this is what YOU decided."

Openly steal from the rich. Like, OPENLY and on a petty level. Sweep wall street. Hit major companies for food and water and give it too people. Kick presidential candidates in the balls. Cause expensive but not life treating inconvenience to the world.

You can't be a criminal, after all.

It's literally the Jesus approach. "Turn the other cheek". If you strike me AGAIN, you are acknowledging me as an equal. So which is it, oppressors? Am I less then you and free to rebel, or am I equal and capable of being held accountable?

Charm campaign with his enemies money. End world hunger. Take their wealth. Chaos and Discord. No, sorry, you CAN NOT negotiate with me! I'm INCAPABLE remember?

Neither sentient nor sapient!

Shame. Better fix that! Hey? Who's yacht was this? YEET! Guess it doesn't matter now! It's in ORBIT! Have a GREAT daaaay~☆

[sunderwight]

Shen Yuan with a Luo Binghe dakimakura is great but sometimes I stop and think about how a role reversal would have looked (i.e. Binghe as the reader who transmigrates in, Shen Yuan as the fictional character he was obsessing over) and oh my god. Fan Binghe who grew up with chronically online geek culture would have been next level in the absence of an actual, physical Shen Yuan/SQQ. Fan Binghe would have owned everything. He probably would have had to commission it all himself, either because the novel wasn't popular enough for the level of desired merch or because the mainstream commercially produced products were too cheap or flimsy or inaccurate for his specifications or probably both. Perfect hand fan recreations. Replica Xiu Ya (it's an actual sword) hanging on his wall. Fanart both done in a classical style (as in, 'what Shen Qingqiu might actually have hanging on his walls') as well as a variety of character portraits and erotic art zines. Printed and hand-bound copies of his favorite fanfics. Somewhere in China there's an amateur bookbinder who is making BANK off of this obsession, producing the most high level gorgeously bound copies of the filthiest smut and fluffiest hurt-comfort teacher/student fics.

Luo Binghe would be controversial in fandom because he is just as nitpicky and wank-y as Shen Yuan, with an extra dose of turning up in the comments sometimes to act like a jealous/possessive boyfriend accusing writers of being a little TOO lustful towards his unlikely waifu, but on the other hand he is rich and he will pay through goddamn nose for anything and everything that caters to his preferences. So a solid chunk of the fan creators just do things they think he'd like because they want in on the cash cow, while much of the rest of the fandom hates his guts because they feel like he hijacked everything with his own fanon and headcanons and obsessions. Shen Yuan isn't even that popular! Most of the rest of the fandom is kind of down on him as a cliche clueless danmei protagonist, they're all there for the score of blueballed love interests. Beautiful Liu Qingge and darkhorse Shang Qinghua and mysterious, tortured Yue Qingyuan and whatever the hell is going on with his evil doppelganger, Shen Jiu. Luo Binghe doesn't ever commission Shen Yuan with any of them, though! He's always solo, or maybe with a faceless tentacle monster or something!

It gets weird. There are probably Woman Buying Wonder Bread-esque memes about Binghe's highly specific kink commissions. On the other hand, Luo Binghe comes down harder than the actual artists on unsanctioned reposts because he commissioned Shen Yuan in that sexy lingerie fondling a really huge sword and it's not just for anyone to go around putting that up on whatever website they please!

He would own several dakimakura and they would arguably be more normal than a lot of the rest of his collection, is what I'm saying. He'd have them in different poses and seasonal outfits and versions that were acceptable for company and ones that had to get tucked into a drawer under the bed every morning because they were for Binghe's eyes only. And it wouldn't even just be the sexy ones, but also the ones where Shizun looks soft and fond and gentle and affectionate. The man was definitely working his way up to commissioning a lifelike Shen Yuan sex doll when the universe did absolutely everyone a favor and yeeted him into a transmigration scenario.