#when are the going to use this

[hashtagonlyingotham]

I was up doing an essay on crime rates in Gotham and chose the first escape as the perfect spot to do it and just witnessed a cackling Red Hood attempting to teach a pissed of Robin how to do the macarena??? #OnlyInGotham #wtf #theyreactinglikebrothers #whyisredhoodsogoodatdoingthemacarena #ohmygodrobinjustkickedredhoodofftheroof #fuckthisimdoingmyessayinside

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[chibanova]

So about those prices

[salamispots]

finished this one recently (didn't realize I started this last february haha)

[lazylittledragon]

can't believe we're all adults being forced into the club penguin level of censorship in 2024

[nenoname]

mr "i'm the fittest and healthiest 60 y/o you've ever seen" constantly using the same "i'm old!!" excuse

[thatonechocogirl]

"WHAT ABOUT OHANA?!"

[abandoned-quiche]

I LOVE ALL OF THESE CHARACTERS BTW. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOUR HATE FOR THEM ON MY POST

[demaparbat-hp]

He truly did.

[pangur-and-grim]

AHHHH, this is why I tell him off when he plays with Pangur! she doesn’t hold in her claws….

[josephsaturn]

I think that “Anakin was a slave child who was groomed by Palpatine and raised by someone who wasn’t ready to take on a child, thereby leaving him in a social limbo state where he’s surrounded by people but only has a few close confidants, with the one he trusts the most actively trying to take advantage of him”

and

“Anakin was taught right from wrong from a young age, first by his mother and then by Kenobi, but any time he was presented with a choice, actively CHOSE WRONG EVERY SINGLE TIME”

are two sentences that can, should, and MUST coexist to fully understand Anakin Skywalker as a character

Edit: PART 2 of this post here

[fisherrprince]

it’s not necessarily that I hate the themes most prevalent in fiction set in the real world and it’s not necessarily that I don’t like stories revolving around real people or relationship drama or interpersonal issues it’s more like im a dog who doesn’t recognize that a pill is still a pill if it has peanut butter on it. I need like the little peanut butter spoonful that is aliens or robots or monsters or time travel or something fantastical and not at all down to earth real life so that you can approach me and be like “this story is about how friendships can deteriorate over time and also how this guy feels bad for being a bad friend and causing his buddy problems with their girlfriend” and then look at me making a face at you and be like “AND! they’re all aliens who are doing all that across spacetime” and I’ll be like OHHHHHH OKAY YAY (shlop shlap shlup the sound of a dog horking down peanut butter pills) wow what a poignant story

[shanklin]

Sentient Mystery Shack, who is really biased towards Stan, so when Ford tells Stan he has to give it back after the summer it’s on sight.

Ford keeps tripping over nothing, nothing is where it's supposed to be and somehow he keeps running into closets when he tries to go outside.

But the worst part, the WORST part is that Ford's lightbulb just won't. Work. No matter what he does it keeps flickering and exploding.

Ford is spiraling. 

There is no reason why it shoudln’t work. All his trial runs work perfectly. He’s already checked the Shacks wiring three times and relearned this dimensions science from the ground up. 

Nothing works.

The Rift? Bill? The impending apocalypse? Eating? Sleep? Who cares about that. 

WHY. WONT. THE. LIGHTBULB. WORK???

It doesn’t help that Stan keeps laughing at him.

“Then you do it!” Ford eventually snaps at Stan.

Stan shrugs and with a little song under his breath screws his own lightbulb in. It works perfectly.

Stanford screams.

[kylominis]

touchy feely mornings with mr. clingy [♡]

[prlssprfctn]

Bruce: I am rather concerned. Do you all, perhaps, need an additional health check? How come most of you don't hear my commands through comms from the first time?

Barbara: That's because half of them have a music blasting in their ear at the same time.

Bruce: What—

Damian: Nonsense. Neither I nor Cain do this.

Jason, shrugging: Your loss.

Barbara: And here goes a guy, who listened Hozier's Nobody Soldier and Rammstein's Rein Raus during today's shoot-out.

Dick, giggling: Of course, he would listen that—

Barbara: What are you laughing about? You had your female K-POP bands blasting on the background.

Dick: I was streaming—

Tim: During shoot-out?

Barbara: At least, they were listening music. You put Kon's forty minute lasting voice message on.

Tim, shrugging: I am not ashamed. I am multitasking, if anything.

Bruce, concerned: ...Do you all realise that all of this could serious—

(The bickering sounds intensify)

[hinamie]

how many hoodies can i give this kid

[gracefireheart]

So, how's therapy going for you?

Just the Axolotl taking Bill out for some good ol' glass of water before he goes back to the Theraprism again :)

*Did a lil' update on the drawing 'cause I got annoyed at how I did the shadows (mostly on the glass). Also, added a lil' zoomed in version 💃