#[ finders keepers loser weepers---

[if-you-like-pina-colada-s]

Clark: Hey, so... would you guys be upset if someone brought, let's say, puppies into the watchtower??

The entire JL: *staring at the box in Clark's hands*

Hal: Clark, buddy, what's in the box?

*the box barks softly*

Clark: I think you know...

[muraenide]

The small tsum is currently occupied in watching Jade sip down his slurpee from the shadows. Another moment it bides its time and then it leaps for the drink as soon as Jade sets it down for a moment. But instead of attempting to drink through the straw, it happily dives into the cup itself, sinking into the icy mixture with a happy bounce.

@fireandfae // Tsummal

The splash it incurred draws Jade's gaze towards his cup. An eyebrow lifts in curiousity and he reaches out for the cup. Something - or someone - has apparently thought it was an intelligent idea to toss oneself into a pool of colourful-looking liquid.

(Jade himself hadn't known what slurpees were until two weeks ago; all he knew was that they were associated with common human health issues such as diabetes and obesity, but as to why humans still covet this obnoxious-looking drink was still beyond him

And so here he is, drinking as much of them as possible, perhaps until he could understand why humans adored them despite the risks.)

Its stubby feet wriggling in the air triggered some familiar memories. Jade touches his chin, positive that he'd seen this somewhere once -

Oh, I see. He's most certainly seen this before. Weren't there another group of tsums visiting earlier? Azul has been rambling about them non-stop, going on about how he missed the profits their presence brought to the lounge.

The tsum would find itself pulled out of the cup, saving it from drowning. Jade takes a quick survey of his surroundings before stuffing the little thing into his hat. He then brushes dust off his suit and proceeds to return to Mostro Lounge.

Perhaps Azul would know what to do with it.

[whspermy-name]

Cringely bejng an anime girl in pookies comments 😔😔

[darth-sonny]

Okay, so something i need to ask before my mind wipes the thing like a dirty whiteboard; DOES Big Mama know what Four IS Leo? I mean, it's obvious that she doesn't really.. appreciate the turtles, much less the one that keeps foiling her plans, does she know that her champion, her adopted-slash-fostered SON, is one of the 'turtly-boos' that she knows she should never underestimate? Did she only start loving him as a parent when she got to know him, or she just thinks he's anotha turt? 💗 ur AU

to answer:

yes, Big Mama knows (has known since the beginning) that Four is Leo. despite his feral state, his bloodlust, and the...radical changes to his body, she knew that he was the turtle who managed to con the ultimate conwoman when she first laid eyes on him. it's one of the biggest reasons why she brought him back to the Nexus in the first place

Big Mama originally treated Four as a money cow, another champion for the ring, before she got attached and now lovingly coddles the heck out of him

[mysterious-dark-shadow]

Someone sent an ask in about the Court of Four Corners and lessons.

Honey, you are 10 years too late for that Patreon class. Felix’s moved on to nuclear physics now!

[thetimelordbatgirl]

"Riles, how about I do what you do, and you do what you do?"-the credits should have rolled at that point in Girl Meets Belief, because its a good message on religious belief's, but nooo, this episode wants to force belief's down people's throats so can't have that be the message.

[uhaveeverything]

Hazbin really does have mid-2010s energy all over it, Emperor’s New Clothes by P!atD just came on shuffle and my immediate thought was “Alastor-ass song”

[clown-demon]

Writes in the book, 'this book belongs to Nikolai Gogol.' HIS NOW.

[kitsnicket]

B is the rightful owner point blank because finders keepers and that’s that

^ this

[jrueships]

NOOOOOooooo!!! s A U C E is the TWINK!!!! SAUCE is the TWINK 😭😭😡🤬‼️‼️‼️‼️

[pirateborn-a]

[ TUG ]:          sender grabs the receiver’s hair and pulls at it. (the 'stache bc he's little but also a brat)

THINGS DONE WITH HAIR

✧.    “ Ow— ow, ow, ow, ow— ”    he winced at the boy's —  a baby  — actions. How could something so small have so much strength ?  Technically, it didn't really hurt. Nothing compared to, say, being stabbed. But his only slightly exaggerated actions seemed to be amusing the child, and so he kept them up.

     Seemed to. He was laughing, so that was a good thing, right ?  Roger could never tell for sure. Although no matter what the rest of the crew thought —  from the way they hoovered whenever he held the baby  ( the current role of watcher falling upon Rayleigh )  — he did have some knowledge on how to handle a baby. Even if, admittedly, his last experience was mostly just watching Rayleigh take care of a few after he'd nearly dropped the two he was carrying into a nearby canal. But still !

“ I think he likes me, ”   he chirped cheerfully, tilting his back towards his first mate with a bright grin as he adjusted his hold on Shanks —  it'd said his name was Shanks  — to hold him in his arms more steadily as he'd been shown; his own head dragged along with the movement as the grip on his mustache never flattered.

     He couldn't help his expression from softening just a touch as he looked down as much as he could, bringing a hand up to gently brush some stray strands of what little red hair the child had out of his face. Mother of seas, he was so small. It took the boy's entire hand to grab just one side of his mustache. How could anything possibly be so small ?  It made a part of him wish to tuck Shanks safely into his pocket where Roger could forever watch over him, as odd as the thought was.

“  ...I don't want him to let go, Rayleigh, ”   he muttered, a quiet confession as his smile dimmed with realization,   “ Our ship is no place to keep a child, I know, I know. And yet... I don't want him to let go. ” 

     He repeated it more surely, with sinking heart. He didn't want to let go, his arms curling ever-so-slightly more around Shanks without even noticing. They weren't fit to care for a child; the Sea, especially those of the Grandline, were unforgiving at best. That wasn’t even mentioning their countless enemies—

     Yet, he couldn't help but feel slight panic rise at the idea of letting the child go.

“ It was fate, wasn't it ?  We claimed the treasure. We claimed the treasure he was in for ourselves, Rayleigh, ”   the words falling out more hurriedly,   “ He's our treasure. He's my treasure. My crew. What kind of captain would I be if I abandoned one of my own ?  Or what if someone finds out where he's from ?  I don't give a damn, but we both know the Government's run by bastards. Sure, Garp knows, but—  Garp's Garp, ”   he thought he heard Rayleigh say something, but he couldn't quite tell. All he could focus on was how small the boy was. So small and fragile. They could watch over him, couldn’t they ?  Or would that make things worse ?  Did it matter ?

“ Worse yet, what if he's lonely out there ? ”    the mere idea brought a shiver down his spine and cold pit in his stomach, bringing the boy closer to his chest,    “ I can't do that to someone. Being lonely is a fate worse than death. No, it wouldn't happen, people would love him— i mean, look at him !  He's adorable, how could anyone say no to this pudgy face ?  But Rayleigh, what if he is— ”

     Another sharp tug at his face broke him out of his ramblings. To his horror, Shanks looked as though he were a breath away from crying. Immediately, Roger brought back the smile to his face, quietly hushing the child and clumsily rocking him in his arms the way he'd seen some others do on the streets before. He wasn't... really sure what purpose it served, but a sigh of relief fell past grinning lips as it seemed to work. Perhaps it was akin to how the waves rocked their beds each night. A child of the sea, just like any other one of them.

     Either way, he'd be sure to be more careful in front of Shanks from then on.

“ We'll decide his fate together come morning, ”   he declared resolutely, keeping his face down at the boy because he already knew what he'd see written on Rayleigh's expression if he looked.

“ Shanks, ”    he tried the name on his tongue, wondering if held any meaning he didn’t know of,   “ Did you know your name is Shanks, lad ? ”   did he ?  He didn't know if babies even knew their own names, just that they needed others. Shanks couldn't survive on his own. He needed protection, so why couldn't it be Roger the one to protect him ?  He had to have found Shanks for a reason if fate made it so their paths crossed. It was fate, and who were any of them to deny that ?

“ No matter what happens, ”   his voice a murmur, steady and resolute as he gingerly traced his thumb on the boy’s head, his smile warm like sunlight,   “ You're going to be alright, Captain Roger's going to make sure of it. That’s a promise, okay ? ”

[sixth-destroyer]

Emperor's New Clothes || Panic! At The Disco Lyrics

[osaemu]

GOJO SATORU: ❛❛ FINDERS KEEPERS, LOSERS WEEPERS! ❜❜

.ೃ࿐ streamer!au: the user "gojoslittleslut" tries to make a move on your boyfriend, but she doesn't stand a chance

contents: fem!reader. it's not too serious, nobody gets angry/jealous (except the comments lol). if u haven't already read the other streamer!gojo works u probably should so u understand the dynamic between satoru and his commenters !

author's note: reader is actually a mature person who doesn't pick fights with random ppl on the internet and i think we should all be more like her ꨄ︎

satoru leans back in his chair, idly chatting with people who pop up in his comments after he finishes his last round of the co-op game. his viewers are eager to chat, and some even shoot money satoru's way to draw his attention. whenever someone donates money, he gives them a quick shoutout and has a small back-and-forth with them, and he does that for everyone.

that is, until a user with a questionable username donates to his stream.

gojoslittleslut has donated $100.00!

gojoslittleslut: notice me pls

"shit, a hundred dollars?" satoru says, raising his eyebrows in mild surprise. "thanks, gojoslittl— oh, fuck, what is that?"

you look up from your laptop and see the way your boyfriend's cheeks have gone bright red. satoru laughs a bit nervously, so you get up and walk over, making sure to stay out of sight of the camera. you sit on satoru's desk beside his computer and peer at his screen curiously.

gojoslittleslut: im ur number one fan~

satoru's eyes flicker to yours for a second before he looks back at his monitor. "ah, well, thanks for the donation!" he replies, completely ignoring the user's advances.

suguru-geto: he has a gf ...

gojoslittleslut: yeah

gojoslittleslut: me

you cover your mouth to suppress a giggle, scrunching up your nose at satoru to let him know that you really weren't taking it too seriously. after all, it's just some random person on the internet—they don't stand a chance with your boyfriend. 

satoru reaches over and takes your hand, twining his fingers with yours off-camera. he ignores the sudden burst of comments that litter the corner of his screen, instead watching you intently. in response, you roll your eyes playfully and blow him a kiss, snickering when satoru pretends to faint.

eventually, he turns back to his screen, cerulean eyes doing a quick once-over of his new comments.

toji-fushiguro: ill take his gf any day

inumaki: we know gtfo

gojoslittleslut: toji i get gojo and u take his girl. deal?

toji-fushiguro: bet

"alright guys, settle down," satoru huffs, rolling his eyes. "for the record, i still have a girlfriend and i don't plan on changing that anytime soon," he clarifies, addressing the current feud going on in his comments. 

satoru's a good streamer—he does his best to keep things cordial and lighthearted with his audience, but he also knows his limits. one of his limits involves people trying to separate you and him, his one true pairing (of course satoru's otp is his own relationship).

your boyfriend leans closer to the screen and scowls good-naturedly, holding up the hand still wrapped around yours. "this isn't gonna change, so don't even think about it!"

satoru says his goodbyes and then ends the stream, turning to you with a sigh. "how down bad do you have to be to name yourself 'gojo's little slut?'" he grumbles, clicking through his stream analytics and finding the user. he opens gojoslittleslut's profile and studies it for a moment before hovering his mouse over the block button.

he leans back in his chair and tilting his chin up at you. "she just gave me a hundred dollars, so i kinda feel bad about blocking her," satoru muses, tapping his foot on the floor. he looks up at where you still sit on his desk, twirling a strand of hair around your finger. "c'mere," he mumbles, slipping his hands around your waist and hoisting you into his lap with a soft grunt.

satoru rests his chin on your shoulder and nudges his face into your neck, breath tickling your skin. "you know that i'm all yours, right?"

"of course i do," you murmur, settling into his arms. he's warm and comfortable, like always. satoru smiles warmly and kisses the side of your face, letting his lips linger.

"good. 'cause no fan account's ever gonna change that."

[jwalkertheswordsman]

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Drabble List #11

75 prompts to write drabbles or longer stories.

"Oh no, that's heartbreaking."

"Finders keepers, losers weepers."

"I can't believe you've done this."

"You're a little to late for that."

"That's simply rock 'n' roll, baby."

"Give me ice cream. Now!"

"And this is how you do it."

"Such a sad thing to say."

"To be honest, I really don't care."

"It wasn't supposed to end like this."

"I went willingly."

"Why don't I believe you?"

"I want us to have a good relationship."

"I fear absolutely nothing."

"Want a massage?"

"It's a new law, look it up."

"Can you walk a bit faster maybe?"

"I don't know why yet."

"Don't say another word."

"That's something to celebrate!"

"Apologize and we're even."

"I hate that sound."

"This is too small."

"Get used to it."

"Oh, definitely not!"

"I am very disappointed right now."

"This is not practical at all."

"I will not take the blame for this."

"Well, tough luck, my friend."

"That's so tragic."

"No, don't say it, I want to guess!"

"I'm working on myself now."

"Can you please stop thinking so loud?"

"This is stressing me out so much."

"You can't let them get away with that."

"Are you finished, so you'll listen to me?"

"Wow, that's expensive!"

"No, not on my watch."

"That's a new low for you."

"I think, I have always been in love with you."

"You are actually scary."

"That cat hates me!"

"Please, stop looking like you want to kill me."

"Not surprised, but still disappointed."

"You're in for a big surprise."

"And I'm here to save you."

"What a failure."

"Explosive news."

"I need some assistance here."

"Aren't you happy to see me?"

"This is so embarrassing!"

"Does it start with the letter A?"

"Not the right place, not the right time."

"I'm a wonderful human being."

"That's not very nice."

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"I don't even wanna know what you're thinking."

"It's too quiet here..."

"Totally on-brand for me."

"I fail to see how that is my problem."

"Well, I will make it your problem."

"Did you hear a word I said?"

"It's very fashionable."

"What doesn't kill me still hurts."

"Fucked around, found out."

"That's illegal."

"I hope you have insurance."

"Seems like you have to sleep here tonight."

"Could be better, but could also be worse."

"Tell me one thing that's true."

"I'm sick of all the lies."

"No response, as always."

"Do you think that's funny?"

"The train already left."

"Sign your name here. Now."

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[cipheress-to-k-pop]

romantic vs platonic

Pairing: Dick Grayson x Reader (Established Relationship), Conner Kent x Reader (Platonic)

Word Count: 1k words

romantic:

Dick burrowed his face into your neck, breathing in your familiar scent and letting out a deep sigh once your fingers began running through his hair, gently massaging his head.

He took another deep inhale and twirled a lock of your hair in his fingers as he began placing kisses to your neck. It was that one strand that was always curlier than the rest.

"Your hair smells great, baby." He murmured and your eyes fluttered shut, the warmth in Dick's embrace beginning to put you to sleep. You thanked him for the compliment with a small kiss to the crown of his head.

"I love it when my pillow smells like your shampoo the next day." He confessed and you melted.

A hot blush was growing on your face and your bleary eyes took in the sincerity of his smile. Pressing a palm against his chest, feeling his faint heartbeat beneath your fingertips, you leaned close to kiss him.

“I love you.”

"I love you more."

platonic:

You sighed, letting your hair out of the uncomfortable ponytail that you had haphazardly put up so that it wouldn't be in your face while you ate lunch.

That single strand had been uncomfortably tugging against your scalp for last thirty minutes and you gently ran your fingers through the stands, bringing instant relief—

"Woah!!"

That was until someone reached out and yanked your hair so hard you almost fell flat on your behind.

"Dude, what shampoo do you use? Your hair smells great!" Conner commented, reaching out to grab a lock of your hair so he could sniff it once again and you smacked his hand away, staring at your best friend with an expression of disgust mixed with absolute bewilderment.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

***

romantic:

You stepped out of the bathroom, gently toweling your hair dry as you tossed some clothes in the hamper as you stepped back into the bedroom.

Dick looked up from his place on the bed, giving you a passing glance before he nearly broke his neck to look back at you in surprise, a grin growing on his face that was partly lovestruck, partly teasing but completely genuine.

"Is that my T shirt?"

You chuckled at the sight of his impish grin that threatened to split his face, choosing to ignore his blatant staring of your ass that peeked from the hem of the shirt.

"Yeah? Is that okay? I didn't bring any clothes with me." You explained, towel joining your clothes in the hamper when you had decided your hair was dry enough and you perched yourself on his lap, his hands immediately coming to wrap around your waist.

"More than okay," He chirped and you kissed his expectant lips, "You look beautiful."

platonic:

The amount of time it took Conner to recognize that there was something different about you was absolutely disappointing as you lay in wait, glancing up at him occasionally as you absentmindedly browsed through your phone.

"Is that my T shirt?"

You hid the cheshire grin on your face and instead schooled an expression of surprise, "Is this your shirt? Oh, I had absolutely no idea! I thought it was a communal shirt! Considering it was left in the dryer for the last couple days!"

He rolled his eyes, immediately knowing what you were on.

"Because you see, I know you wouldn't leave your clothes in the dryer for days so that it would impede me while I was trying to get my laundry done after the countless reminders I had given you. So I just assumed that this shirt was available for the taking. You know what the scholars say: 'Finder's keepers, losers weepers'."

You still managed to give him a smile even though your words came out through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry, alright? I won't do it again."

You gave him a fake chuckle, "Yes, you won't because as of this moment you don't have any clothes left to launder. Considering they are my clothes now."

He glared at you.

***

romantic:

"Babe! You're never going to believe what just ha—What's wrong?" The delight in his voice immediately dimmed as soon as he caught a glance of you buried underneath the covers with your back facing him.

He knew you were awake; the frantic motions you had made to wipe away your tears as soon as he entered had told him enough.

"Baby, what happened? Why are you crying?"

He didn't even wait for a response before sitting beside you on the bed, leaning down to press several kisses to your hair. You didn't reply, sniffling and hiding your face against your pillow as you felt a fresh new wave of tears hit you.

"Oh, darling."

And then you were back again in the warmth of his loving arms. He wrapped himself tightly around you, making the heavy pain in your chest alleviate and be replaced with the content you usually found when lost in his embrace.

Before you could control it, you were sobbing softly into his shoulder while he cradled you against him, gently patting your back and raking his fingers through your hair, "Let it out; let it all out."

platonic:

Conner could only stare at you in equal parts of concern and disbelief as you continued to wail in front of him, tears streaking down your cheeks in fat droplets, each followed by an equally fat successor, all while you continued to wheeze and gasp for air in the middle of your sobs.

"And-and-and-*gasp*-then he-then he-*gasp*-he—"

"BITCH SPIT IT OUT!"

"He hung up on meeeee!" You wept, now hiding your splotchy face in your hands. He let out an affronted scoff, offended on your behalf but still sitting beside you to gently pat your back. Well, he thought it was gentle. You, on the other hand, felt the sobs being knocked out of you with each 'pat'.

When your loud wails eventually dissolved into equally loud squawks as you attempted to catch your breath, he asked, "Do you want me to beat him up?"

Finally, you were able to crack a smile.

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