#and men are scary

[paperhermits]

is wriothesley copaganda? yeah probably, most likely. do i acknowledge that in america, cops often to more harm than good, that there’s more bad apples than good? yes. i do.

i also acknowledge that there’s probably only 10% of cops who Actually Do their Goddamn Job with EMPATHY and Basic Human Respect. i, an american, associate Wriotheslet with THOSE cops. the ones that you actually Can trust.

also hes hot

[silicon-puppy-pudding]

Dpxdc prompt? Snippet? Idk?

I've had this scene stuck in my head for so long idk what to do with it so yall can have it.

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"We...may need to call on Phantom for this."

Batman grumbled at Constantine's remark. Up until now they hadn't had any issues with ghosts and he was hoping it would be longer before they needed to pull Phantom in for his expertise.

~

It had only been a month since King Phantom and his children came crashing into their dimension. Their ship had come out of a Lazarus green portal that spontaneously appeared in the lower atmosphere just outside of Gotham. Batman had called the League for potential backup and ended up surrounding the strange craft with Superman, Green Lantern, Martin Manhunter, and Zatanna for magical support.

They were not expecting a child, one no older then 6 or 7, with pearlescent white hair and striking green eyes to come tumbling out and crying for them to help her father.

~

Superman stood up from his place at the meeting room table with the grace of a man who didn't feel comfortable pestering an eldritch god of a man until it was absolutely necessary, "Are we sure this is a ghost? It could very well be something else-"

"Oh it's definitely a ghost," Constantine cut him off, taking a drag of his (against league policy) lit cigarette and blowing the smoke up at the ceiling, "There's no mistaken it. Even before Phantom's little 'crash course' on ghosts I coulda told ya that."

Batman looked over the blurry images on screen. They were of what looked to be two individuals riding a motorcycle at dangerous speeds through Metropolis. Superman had told them they hadn't hurt anyone directly but had caused a few minor crashes and were a general pain to interact with. Just like Phantom had told them, they couldn't be picked up clearly on any modern cameras and Superman hadn't had any luck capturing them. They simply slipped through a wall or disappeared around a block. It had been a week of this and Clark had finally given up and called for assistance.

"Isn't it like, 4am in Gotham?" Flash asked, leaning back in his chair, "Wouldn't he be asleep or something? Does he sleep?" The last bit he mostly asked to himself.

"Yes, he does," Batman answered, much to the confusion of Flash. "I'll make the call."

After a few rings the line picked up to a slightly slurred and staticky, "Hello?"

"Phantom, are you available at the moment. We think we may have...a ghost problem. In Metropolis."

A pause. Then a tired sigh came through the line, "Alright, give me 10 minutes." And the call ended.

Superman shifted uncomfortably, "It sounded like you woke him up." Of course he was listening. Batman glared at him, then turned to the rest of the gathered league, "He'll be here in 10 minutes."

About 6 minutes later a portal ripped itself open next to the window of the meeting room and out stepped Phantom, looking less drowsy then he sounded. Clinging to his back (to the League's surprise) was his oldest, Dante. And cradled in his arms, wrapped against his chest with his cape was his youngest, Eleonora, (they're only a month apart but Dante would throw a fit if he wasn't referred to as oldest sibling)

With a jaw cracking yawn Phantom stepped forward towards the meeting table, "Sorry, I hope it's alright I brought the kids." He started, running a hand through his daughter's hair, "Elly just had a nightmare and Dan didn't want to be left alone."

Over his shoulder, the little prince grumbled something about 'too quiet' and 'bad memories' and wasn't that mildly concerning.

"It's alright, you're majesty." Superman stood and gave Phantom a nervous smile. He didn't not trust the man but anything magical and/or supernatural tended to make even him nervous, "We know we called you quiet early and out of the blue... Sorry about waking you up,"

Phantom waved him off with another yawn, "Nah, it's fine, you didn't wake me. I was already up with Elly when you called." At her names mention, the little princess shifted and let out a small whimper. Phantom sighed and then a rumbling sound started up in his chest that sounded a lot like purring. At the noise, little Elly settled down again.

It was sweet, seeing this supposedly all powerful being just being a single father. A few days after the king was treated in the Watchtower's medical facility, they got a taste of what Phantom was capable of when a small armada of alien ships decided now was the best time to attack Earth.

~

The League had been gathered to discuss how to proceed when Phantom had stepped in and offered his assistance. "I owe you all for saving me," he had argued when they tried to refuse.

15 minutes

It took King Phantom 15 minutes (and 25 seconds) to have the aliens running with their tail between their legs. Debris from the lead ship unrecognizable.

~

"Alright, now what's this 'ghost problem' you need me for?" At that, the League (mostly Superman, considering it was in his city) explained the situation to their resident 'Ghost expert'.

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And that's it, idk where this was going but now it's out of my brain

And my hands

[homefryboy]

*vegeta voice* i just didn’t care anymore

(commissions open)

[jaradraws]

strange things from the deep

alt vers under cut

[beeandthescreen]

Throwing this at everybody and running away at light speed.

Tiktok Post

[classycookiexo]

[incessantlark]

they're holding an important meeting

[kittykatstiles]

btw stiles is THE gay awakening of all the straight frat boys/fuck boys at his college

[fiafey]

seeing lovely women infantilize themselves because they are so scared of responsibility that they're willing to give up their own personhood

[trickytrick]

i just watched benjamin, if you even care

colin morgan was rlly pretty in this movie. yeah, pretty awkward

[bqmie]

I’m just posting whatever now

Ororo and Jean from a few months ago..

[theghostinyourwalls]

Sure he’s a scary psychopathic monster, but he’s MY scary psychopathic monster <3

[ctrl-alt-bucky]

Simon Riley being unexpectedly routine with everything he does, which in turn makes you more routine.

Simon Riley who was so used to chaos and uncertainty that when he finally had time to settle off duty, he was only able to feel a purpose through repeating his little daily tasks.

Simon Riley who inadvertently encourages you to take better care of yourself because of course you have to brush your teeth at night with him before bed and of course you need to eat breakfast at the table at the same time every morning and why wouldn't you join him on his evening walks every night at 6pm.

Simon Riley who can't help but feel a crushing lack of presence when you're not around some nights, only because you're not there to join him and make his routines "complete." </3

[xplore-the-unknwn]

"Am I not Merciful?" - Joaquin Phoenix as Commodus (Gladiator, 2000)

Pt. 1, Pt. 2

[godplskillmexd]

stalk me, watch me, make me give you the passwords to all my accounts. make me depend on you, hurt me if you want to, make me do anything, make me tell you every small detail of myself, just let me be yours ♡

[tyonfs]

considering this is an nct blog, i feel obligated to voice my stance regarding the news from sm today. to put it simply: i will always be on the victim's side. fuck taeil. i wish nothing but the worst for him and hope his victims are able to find peace