#Purpose of Planning

[hinamie]

newest issue of first years fashion just dropped

[fudgecake-charlie]

ten is not a good age to have an identity crisis, can you guys play tag or something instead

[stargirl230]

ghost of you

super quick Sua screencap redraw to celebrate the new video release - no I was not expecting it to be Like That and yes I was devastated

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:

15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.

None of the hijackers were from Iraq.

None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.

None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.

[technically-human]

You've got so much to learn

[wseinfratech]

What is a Go-to-Market Strategy in marketing and its importance

What is a GTM strategy in product marketing and how can businesses utilize it for better market performance. Read More : https://wseinfratech.com/blog/an-introduction-to-gotomarket-strategy-a-vital-pillar-in-product-life-cycle

[reginalusus]

Ah yes. When the protective dad-figure beats up the son-figure's past tormentor only for said tormentor to make a point(?), because the tormentor is the catalyst of Gotham's chaos, and seeing two pieces of the debris from said chaos come together to try and be less broken is amusing. The butt of Gotham's joke, if you will.

I just felt like illustrating a scene from a possible future Harvey-Jason-centered fic...

[nelkcats]

Skeleton Invasion

Pariah's castle was boring, and since Danny had inherited it he hadn't really done anything with it, although he felt a little bad for the skeleton soldiers (even though he wasn't sure they actually had a personality, they always acted the same).

So he sent them on missions around the universes. They would probably cause a bit of chaos but they were the best option to investigate, since they couldn't die.

When one of them found many cracks to the Realms, he informed Danny immediately, and Danny sent more skeletons, just to be on the safe side.

Unbeknownst to him, the young King had caused panic in the DC universe. The Justice League wasn't sure what to make of the skeleton invasion (technically they weren't doing harm, they seemed to be wandering around and looking for something), it became a problem when they discovered what they were looking for.

Lazarus pits, the skeleton army was looking for Lazarus pits (Batman wondered if the skeleton's "master" wanted to use the pits), looking on in dismay, the League prepared for an impending invasion.

Though none of them expected a teenager emerging from a portal and congratulating the skeletons. What?

[in-mothman-we-trust]

[starkayezer]

wolfstar chaperoning prom every year and not being as strict with the rules 🫶

because they know that things are going to happen anyway, and they would rather have them be done safely with supervision than have their students who they care for try to sneak around

Sirius wears a dress btw. That's not exactly relevant but I needed you to know.

[sadgayeddie]

happy pride month to 🏳️‍🌈 gay eddie diaz 🏳️‍🌈, a headcanon that hopefully won't be a headcanon for much longer 🥰 x

for @eddiediaznetwork​ event: headcanons

[hinamie]

happy gojoday to all who celebrate

[deadsetobsessions]

There’s a child wandering the streets of Crime Alley. Unfortunately, this is nothing new for the area, riddled with crime and homelessness as it is. However, Red Hood and Nightwing are vigilantes and helping lost looking children is firmly in their job description. Plus, Crime Alley is Red Hood’s. He protects what’s his. With a single shared look, the brothers swung down to the child clad in just a white dress and some thin flats completely unsuitable for Gotham’s worsening weather. Hell it’s be unsuitable for the general poor weather.

“Hey, kiddo.”

The girl’s head swung to lock gazes with the duo, eyes blinking blue- and green? Red Hood allowed his brother- he worked so hard to beat down the pit madness in order for Nightwing to even remain near- to take the lead.

“Oh. There you are.” She said, turning to face them fully. The kid’s face filled with relief.

Nightwing blinked.

“You were looking for us?” His soft voice saved for children firmed into something more serious, more concerned.

“Mmhm. I was looking for Red Hood, but you’re a good bonus.”

“And why were you looking for me, kid?” Red Hood interjects. He knows Dickolas is clocking the same things he is: the kid’s white whispy hair, pale face, and… Lazarus green eyes? It’s more solid now, that she’s looking at Jason.

Dick straightened, eyes going heavy as he looks at this wisp of a girl. He’s fiercely protective of Jason and they’re both equally wary of the League of Assassins. Still, the two of them couldn’t help but let their guard down a bit because this was still a child they’re talking to.

“Because… um. Did you know you’ve died?”

Hood stiffened, hand going towards his guns. Granted, they’re rubber bullets, but the kid clocks that immediately. She threw her hands up in the universal gesture of “I’m unarmed and mean no harm.”

“I- well, to put it frankly, you kind of… stink?”

“What.”

“Ugh, I’m totally messing this up!”

“Why don’t you start again?” Dick said, shifting into a subtler fighting stance. He kept his voice light, but Jason saw the way his hands inched towards the scrims sticks. Distantly, Jason thought it was hilarious that this tiny kid could evoke that kind of response. Looking into Lazarus green eyes though, he couldn’t find the humor anywhere. The worst thing, though, is that the pit quieted. The rage the bubbled incessantly underneath his skin calmed. Jason did not like feeling bereft of the rage, not when he didn’t know why it was gone. He had just gained control of it, minimally, and to have that control be unnecessary left the vigilantes off kilter.

“Right, okay, sorry. Um, did you, uh, die and wake up surrounded by glowing green stuff?”

Before Jason could reply ‘yes, and why the hell do you know that?’, the kid continued with, “Because me too!”

She did jazz hands as Jason’s and Dick’s brains short circuited. Jason thought he even heard a little “yay!”

“What.” Jason sputtered out. His stomach and heart clenched as he thought about how young the kid looked. Fuck.

“Yeah. So, anyways-”

“Don’t speed past that like you didn’t say what you just said!” Dick interrupted, hand tugging at his hair in distress. His body language slipped from battle ready to extremely distressed. “You died?”

“You were- you were dipped in the Lazarus pits?!” Jason felt the need to address that specific point.

“I mean, it’s not that important? The important thing is- wait, what’s a Lazarus pit?”

Jason froze again. She didn’t know what they were?

“It’s… the glowing green stuff.” Dick answered her.

“Oh. Is that what you were dipped in?” She tilted her head at Jason. He nodded, wariness climbing. “Oh. Well, I mean, that’s not we call it. But the stuff you were dipped in, it’s rank. Contaminated.”

Jason thinks back to the burning, drowning green. The agony he felt as it slipped into his mouth and nose and his very being.

“It was bubbling.” He said. The girl grimaced. Jason had no idea why he was being so honest with this kid.

“Gross. Anyways, I can, like, help you with that?”

“With what?” Dick asked, eyes darting from the girl to Jason.

The girl groaned. “Okay, so I guess you guys are kind of new. Uh, the contaminated green stuff,” she points at Jason’s chest. “That’s making you angry, right? Leaving you in the backseat of your head as your body breaks whatever got you angry to begin with and you have no control over it?”

“…The pit madness.” Jason mumbled, feeling numb. “Yeah.”

“…Right. I can help you clear that out,” she pauses, fidgeting. “If… If you help me talk to Batman? It’s kind of… urgent.”

“Batman?”

“Why?”

“Uh. There’s kind of… a whole mad scientist thing going on and like… experimentation and dissections… you know?” The kid waved her arms around, distressed.

Dick and Jason unfortunately did know.

“Cave?” Jason grumbled.

“Cave.”

“Okay, we’ll bring you to the cave. Then you tell us everything.”

“Really?”

She looked up at them hopefully, and Jason could see the moment Dickolas melted. Not that Jason could say anything, since he was already taking off his jacket and bundling the kid in it.

“Um.”

“Who the hell let you walk around Gotham like that?” He scowled down at her, not that she could see it with the red helmet in the way. Dick looked at him carefully, eyes roving over the oddly relaxed state his little wing was in.

The kid shrugged. Jason sighs.

“What’s your name?” Dick asked. Scooping her up, the blue and black clad raised his free arm to grapple away. Jason follows him, heading towards the motorcycles they’ve got parked nearby.

“Dani. With an I.”

“Nice to meet you, Dani. I’m Nightwing. This is my… this is Red Hood.”

“Okay. Cool.”



[inutiliacapra]

worm and salmon woodburning :))) 🪱

eerrrm .. finally woodburning this piece... that i had sitting in my closet for 2 years... also uhhhmmm *dies* i almost died when i didnt take my meds for the last 3 days never fucking do that it was HORRIBLE but im glad to be back on them things feel better

[royalarchivist]

Badlinu: Things could be worse! What about you, what have you been doing for the last, I dunno... Let's say... six and a half hours? [Laughs]

Tubbo:

Tubbo: ...I hate you so much.

[kortac-sweetheart]

KorTac cuddle pile WHEN ⁉️⁉️ i need all of those men to be put on a very large cozy bed in a warm, dimly lit room so they can serve their one true purpose in life (to be used as pillows + blankets + mattresses + teddy bears) would be best sleep of my life i think . :3333 do you understand the vision

ofc i understand the vision i used to be a serial napper 🙏

they’ve never seen you so tired before, they think. it’s not like you were necessarily chipper after missions, it’s just that… you look like you’re dead on your feet. face wan and stance unsteady, you looked like you were ready to keel over at any second.

you had given könig and horangi a start when your head nearly slammed against the table during post-op debrief, jerking back only a second before impact, only blearily shaking your head and sighing.

they knew there was no use to asking you if you were alright because clearly— you weren’t. not like you’d admit it anyway, stubborn darling that you are. pretending to be ok and awake even if you were only a few seconds away from falling asleep standing. agonizing minutes stretched on and on into what felt like hours— when would this debrief end? why were you here? what series of decisions did you make for you to end up here? god you’re so tired.

finally, finally debrief was over. as soon as it was officially dismissed you hobbled out of there as fast as your sleep deprived body could, nearly bumping into a table and a file organizer on the way out.

was the hallway always this long? why are the lights so bright? it’s so loud.

the door to your room seemed like an oasis in the desert, a wave of reprieve washed over you as you finally managed to pry the door open. (nearly tearing it clean off the hinges in your sleep addled state and slamming it shut with a little too much force.)

oh your bed. your sweet sweet bed, oh welcome salvation. you didn’t even bother to pry off your uncomfy fatigues, instead opting to flop face first into the bed and fall asleep clutching a teddy bear.

your teddy bear was oddly firm and warm when you blearily woke up again. rubbing your sleepy eyes and nearly jumping out of your skin when you realized you were face first in nikto’s chest. did you fall asleep in the wrong room or something? oh dear.

as if sensing you were awake, one icy blue eye opens to peer sleepily at you before closing contently again. a steady arm running up your back and squishing you closer to him, and a firm but kind “sleep, solnishko” is the only thing he murmurs before falling back asleep.

you’re a little more awake now after that little fright. it was only after calming down a bit that you realized there was someone else squished behind you too. a large, meaty hand is gingerly settled on your hip, red beaded bracelet immediately outing him— konig.

he’s sleeping soundly like a log, and surprisingly quiet too. only his soft little breaths and sleepy murmurs giving him away.

it’s warm… it’s nice. and the allure of sleep calls to you once more, almost slipping away once more before your door slowly creaks open. you stiffen, one eye open to peer at the strange visitor(s). that familiar green netting, that camo face mask… you breath out a sigh of relief.

sighing out happily as krueger weasels his way in between you and nikto, planting his face into your tummy and delicately wrapping an arm around your lower back too. horangi opts to just flop on top of you, as carefully as he can to avoid waking you. a small curse leaving him when it take a bit of maneuvering to get comfy.

the two of them get comfy soon enough, settling into a nice position. you’re left squished between the four of them, all sleeping soundly with you and your heart can help but flutter. they sought you out on their own, and they chose to sleep besides you as well, the thought is enough to make your heart feels like it’s overflowing.

you settle down comfortably again, snuggling closer to nikto and you drift off to sleep, loved and content, once more.