#yes yes next day

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The squad of all time has arrived on scene.

[originalartblog]

Someone's last crush didn't live up to the hype 😬

[swampybogg]

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store 😭

It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony

[the-thieves-gambit]

"Lobster? Why lobsters? Why not a wolf or penguin? Those chose a mate for life." She couldn't help but laugh as he made a gagging sound. "Noted, you do not like having a good time." As she finished getting comfortable, she fluffed the throw pillows as she curled up on the couch. Honestly couches were her favorite, there was never a risk that she could fall asleep and wake someone next to her. They were so small she would for sure stir if anyone came near. "What good is playing them when they obliviously have to know each other. There is no way you have more than two and they not know about each other. So they had to have chosen to be in that situation." Thinking it over, she didn't want to give her real answer, a choice she had made once herself long ago. It wasn't that she thought he would think less of her, which she could care about at that moment. It was because that moment in her life was nothing but survival. With a sigh, she simply said, "When you have nothing else....some chose it, it's better than the alternative."

The thought of her being a queen made her smile, it was a funny thought. "You make me sound like a tyrant. I would be benevolent, they could have pillows for their kneeling." A small giggle as she added. "That's not for me though. I have worn a tiara before, it is pretty but not my thing. People are telling you what to do, what you can't do, and what to wear, and every waking moment being planned for you. No, thanks."

As she told her story, she smiled to herself each time she heard a sound coming from his direction. Happy that she was able to recall so much of it and that it was doing what she hoped it would do. Calm his brain down enough to finally sleep. When he didn't reply to her soft question, she found herself feeling oddly alone. Something that she had not felt in a long time, as she lay there staring at the ceiling, she kept expecting him to chime in out of nowhere, the way he usually did, but was glad that he didn't. He needed the rest.

Focusing on the sound of his breathing in the dark, she slowly began to fall asleep, mind running through various scenarios on how this would all play out. What could go wrong, what could go right, but always ended with the same plan, how she would get him back home safe to his family.

A strange dream ran through her mind that night. She could just recall a dark ocean, a lighthouse in the distance shining a green light and her just floating in a small row boat. She didn't know who had posed the question, seeing as she there alone, but she knew what it was, did she row towards the lighthouse or further out to sea. How was that even a question? Every sailor knew to head towards the lighthouse but still, she found her hands frozen on the oars, unsure of which way to row. Then a foghorn rang out in the silence.

Sitting up, she found herself on a couch. Taking a second to recall everything that had led to her being on this couch, she took a deep breath in. Glancing at her phone, she had only slept four hours. That was as good as it was going to get. Properly sitting up, and putting her feet on the floor, she made sure to move silently. Looking over to see if he was still asleep, not wanting to disturb Wally's much-needed rest. Padding towards where her luggage sat, she grabbed some clothes before heading over to the bathroom and shutting the door softly.

Sleep would not come now that she was awake, so she might as well get ready. She'd wake him once she was done to see if he needed anything.

There was a tiny amused sound that came out of him as he adjusted and finally landed on his side, the one where his injuries wouldn't make cry out in pain. Settling his head on the pillow he sighed and blinked softly as he looked at her. He chuckled and shook his head. "Not jealous. I wouldn't want to be that guy. It's not in my nature. Annie is right. One lobster kind of man." Wally shrugged not knowing which one it was. "I have no clue. But given the time. Probably at the same time. They all shared each other which," he made a gagging sound. "To each their own I suppose."

"Mmm, you'd be surprised. Don't need to be a good juggler to handle multiple women just have to know how to play them." This wasn't from his own experience but his father's. Everything he knew of devious motives came from that guy's own experiences. "Don't take this the wrong way but would you really think being one of eight or ten wives a sweet deal to you?" The words were slightly slurred given sleep was heading for him. "Though if you were a queen I'd see you as the badass who'd have all these people on their knees for you." The smile was small because if she knew he'd be one of those fools.

Wally's face scrunched up like he didn't believe her but didn't interrupt her. He just stared at her ready to hear her voice recount the story. He'd really didn't care, she could have read him the menu to the local eateries and he'd still he captivated. His brain wouldn't stop until her voice filtered through. "Voice like honey." Was the last thing he murmured before he let her voice be the only thing that pulled him from his thoughts.

He'd closed his eyes in the middle of her story, shortly after she introduced the merman. Her laugh made him slightly open his eyes, that sound was one of his favorites. Though he couldn't say he heard it often, it seemed it didn't happen as much when she was aware that he was listening. But, her laugh had a melodic sound to it. Something so pure and innocent like a child's mind. He felt his eyebrows frown at the merman being trapped though he did choke out a soft laugh at the part of merman telling the fisherman that he had been a fool. As she continued he drifted off into a quiet slumber. His body fully relaxed and his mind shutting down. His fingers had tapped the edges of the pillow the more comfortable he got but still had a listening ear up.

When he was up he had to remember to tell her if she ever considered doing audiobooks. She had the voice and talent for it. He had to inwardly laugh at the mere fact she started this by saying she wasn't as good a storyteller as her dad. Nonsense he thought. Somewhere between the middle and the end which he had heard he had fallen asleep. Chest rising in a gentle manner. Eyelids stopped fluttering as they were closed and by all means was peacefully asleep.

It could have been the fact that Liz had been talking or the fact that she had squeezed herself into his dreams but something about this one, made him want to stay there. With her. Something his subconscious wanted but thought could never have. A soft are you awake he heard but didn't really say anything. The only thing that moved were his hands but was still asleep. The sea breeze making her locks blow in the wind like she had been an Angel on Earth. Her smile and laugh played over in his head as the words fool for love were like neon signs.

[doydoune]

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[otiksimr]

Charmander Line

I'll be honest. I straight rip this from Kumo Desu (Give it a read. It's good trust me. Trust.)

Here are some of my favorites from their Monster Encyclopedia. (They're all my favorites but stfu).

[technically-human]

Welcome to the reverse verse! This is part 1 of 2 of a commission for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are and I can't wait to tell you all about it, because I'm incapable of being normal and chill about these concepts, so I ran with it.

Charles Rowland was born in 1900, his mum was from India and moved to the UK after marrying Charles' dad, a soldier who was not... very loving. Charles' heritage gave him some problems, but none as bad as that one time in 1916 when he was sacrificed to a demon and spent the next 7 decades in Hell. He doesn't like to talk about it, except when it can get him what he wants. He was always an angry boy, or so he thought, but after his time spent in Hell, it became so much worse. He's explosive and unpredictable, and so he mostly avoids conflict. He doesn't need to fight anyone, as his charming personality and sweet smile (plus a few smart calculations) always seem to be enough to convince people to give him what he asks for. And when the fight is inevitable... well, he has Edwin for that!

Edwin Payne grew up very sheltered, in a deeply religious home, and he is proud of that. Don't try to argue with him, because he surely has a Bible verse that will help him win (and if not, he is not above using his croquet mallet now that he has someone to keep safe). Unfortunately for him, he realized at a quite young age that he felt attraction towards other boys. Even worse, somehow other people could tell as well, including those peers that ended up killing him for it (the rumour spread throughout school was that he had died due to AIDS, and most people just accepted it). He never acted on those unnatural urges of his, but when he met this ghost who had just escaped Hell... he decided not to risk eternal damnation, and to stay here with Charles, instead. Edwin has no interest in the supernatural or in magic, and sort of looks down on them, but luckily his friend's got that covered.

[bigtonguebiollante]

Love Melissa Barrera and Jenna Ortega, to hell with Scream

[bet-on-me-13]

The Fentonworks Mega-Lab.

So! AU where the Fentonworks Labs actually stretch Miles upon Miles below the City of Amity Park.

It started when the Fentons wanted to add a simple addition to the original Lab when they ran out of space to store their more dangerous weapons. They didn't want their (at the time) young children getting their hands on their experimental Weaponry, it could blow up in their faces!

So they built a different Wing of the Lab to hold all those Inventions.

Then they ran out of space and added a few extra Storage Rooms. But then they decided it was a hassle to have to carefully transport their Dangerous Inventions all the way to the Storage Rooms, and built a Lab specifically for Dangerous Experiments near that same Section. Then that Lab was occupied for a while, and Jack wanted to start a different experiment as well, so they built a few more.

In the end they just never stopped building onto their Labs.

There are sections of the Mega-Lab that are entirely walled off because a few of their more unstable Experiments contaminated the area. Walking into them was not recommended, else you could walk out with an extra eye or 5.

In other sections, their Captured Ghosts had taken over a few Labs and created a sort of Mad Max style civilization using their discarded weapons and vehicles.

In another, all Ghosts became Humans and all Humans became Ghosts. That was a weird one, to this day they still didn't understand how they pulled that off.

In another, some type of Eldritch Time Ghost had been born, and now sort of always existed and never existed, and began experimenting with its powers. They nicknamed it Clocky because it liked to carry around a stopwatch.

And so many more. At one point a failed Portal Experiment messed with the internal Space of the entire thing. Now there was literally no way of Mapping it. The Fentons still somehow managed to navigate it perfectly.

When Jazz and Danny grew up, they too learned how to navigate the Labs, which is how Danny managed to show his friends the Portal Experimentation Wing in the first place.

Unfortunately, it wasn't safe for anyone aside from the Fentons to enter the Mega-Labs, so one day when the Fenton Family+friends left town on a Week Long Camping/Road Trip, they put up a few Ghost Shields to keep both Humans out and the Ghosts in.

This drew some unwanted attention after some tourists saw the giant Glowng Green Building in the middle of an Illinois Town, and rightfully called the Justice League.

Now, the Justice League had tried to call the owners of the house, but nobody picked up the phone. (An incident with Jack and a Canoe had knocked most of their phones into the lake. They weren't even at the lake yet.)

When nobody picked up, they decided to investigate personally.

After getting into the House, they quickly found a door labeled "Labs: Do Not Enter (unless it we are late for Dinner)" and went into ignoring all the warnings.

They quickly regretted it.

[bunnieswithknives]

Steve Cobs I hope you EXPLO- oh wait.

[thegreatidk]

My biggest beef with the way Annabeth was written in the show is that I think Rick fell into his own trap. Like his whole thing with Annabeth is that just because someone doesn’t look smart doesn’t mean they aren’t. And while it’s about their literal looks for both the show and the book, book Annabeth also sometimes acted in ways that people wouldn’t stereotypically associate with “smart” because I think we’ve all be condition to think bbc sherlock no emotions genius is the only way to be smart. Book Annabeth acts super flustered around Luke because she's a kid and she has a crush on him, she's afraid of spiders, and wanted to see the arch just because she thought it was cool. In general book Annabeth is allowed to be sillier and have a wider range of emotions than show Annabeth without it detracting from the fact that Annabeth is smart. I find this whole "stoic genius" idea is often used to put down teenage girls for being dumb and superficial just because they show emotions and the only way to beat it is to be cold, calculating, and emotionless and most people just aren't like that.

[sariphantom]

❤️❤️❤️SECRET ADMIRER ART❤️❤️❤️

Turns out I was your secret admirer all this time. Happy Valentine's Day @aissadraw

[vanyafresita]

IMAGINE YOURSELF.

TELL ME OF YOURSELF.

WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?

and here is some close ups from the still frames with no filters !

[kristiliqua]

sounds like the start of a bad joke fr

[witless-winion1]

GUYS GUYS GUYS

HER EYE

HER EYEEEE

we here? Everyone’s here? Nice okay everyone scream on one two three

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