#fight i flight

[curlytsunamiart]

based on mcpig's joke about what gustavo's catchphrase would be

[royalarchivist]

Slimecicle: Who's Phone Guy?

Ranboo: Phone Guy? I – hold on, give me a second.

Slimecicle: [Laughs] "Okay, checking the checking the database."

Ranboo: Oh, a lot of yaoi here in the images tab, that's crazy.

Slimecicle: What is– what is yaoi? Is that like is that like "yeowch"?

Ranboo: Oh, yaoi? No no no, yaoi– no, yaoi is not–

Slimecicle: When you stub your toe?

Ranboo: –a combination of "yeowch" and "owie."

Slimecicle: Yeowie!

Ranboo: No, it's not– [Laughs] It's not that, actually.

Slimecicle: That's what that is, right?

Ranboo: Yeah, it's just– it's usually just fan art of two guys kissing. That's usually what it is.

Slimecicle: Ok, wait– is phone guy- is Phone Guy kissing?

Ranboo: Phone Guy? Probably? I mean, look at– I want you to take a look at this. Hold on, lemme–

Slimecicle: Ok, so send me Phone Guy yaoi.

Ranboo: Yeah. Here, I got you, lemme– so there's some. Hold on, let me send you some more.

Slimecicle: What the fu–

[wellfine]

[funkily]

these 10 seconds have changed my brain chemisty like nothing else

transcript:

Pix: Scott!

Scott: (distant) So I think I have - Oh! Um... hello?

Pix: Hey.

Scott: Hellooo? Hi!

Pix: Come out here. We need to talk.

Scott: Talk about what?

Pix: I think -

Scott: How are you? You look dashing today.

Pix: Uh, that's... neither here nor there.

[tatck]

Spooky FIGHT OR FLIGHT

[halcyon-autumn]

Happy "Kristen Applebees gets kicked out of school" Eve to all who celebrate

Cassandra willing, we will all be celebrating "Bobby Dawn gets murdered" Eve this time next week

[fox-guardian]

today i am thinking about tim's freeze response.

in ep 104, in his statement about danny, he beats himself up over the fact that he couldn't bring himself to move when he saw "danny" up on the stage in the covent garden theatre

[ID: A transcript screenshot reading "I always tell myself there was some force there. Something that held me in place and meant that all I could do was watch. But sometimes when I think back, I remember how my legs shook, and maybe I could move. Maybe I’m just a coward." end ID] ~~~~

and then in ep 39 sasha had to Tackle Him to get him out of prentiss' way after his whole joe spooky bit because he just Didn't Move apparently

[ID: A transcript screenshot reading:

SASHA: Behind you! Run! TIM: Oh… PRENTISS: [Slowly intoning over worm sound] Do you hear their song? SASHA: TIM! [IMPACT, WORMS AND SCUFFLING]

end ID] ~~~~

worm sounds and a full sentence after going "oh" and sasha STILL needed to tackle him.

i don't really have anywhere i'm going with this i'm just thinking about it really hard

[phoenixcatch7]

An idea I'd love to see is bingqiu time travel... But individually.

Shen Qingqiu dies in the city, travelling back to when he was first transmigrated via the system.

A few years later, luo binghe finds some artifact or mcguffin in his attempts to find a way to resurrect Sqq, and, with the chance of making it so Sqq never died in the first place, takes it.

And they both don't figure out the other also time travelled for ages.

Sqq: wow, butterfly effect works fast! He's even stickier this time around! What a little sheep.

Lbh, internally: if I was even more shameless shizun could have been giving me headpats for EVEN LONGER?? *sees lqg in the background having a sexuality crisis* oh no we don't--

[petricorah]

more 🐢🦆 wip [id in alt]

edit: completed comic here

[allisonjamaica]

[drinkinggblood]

fight club study

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

Danny regrets every decision he had ever made to lead up to this moment.

“Why the fuck did you bite me?!! Jesus fuck!”

“Oh god it’s seared onto my tongue- why why- when was the last time you bathed?!?”

“Aye fuck you! I didn’t ask for you to bite me in my own house! Why does it fucking BURN?!!??”

Danny gagged as he tried to scrape at his tongue with his nails.

Jason’s head was filling with fog with only the searing pain of his arm seeming to cut through.

The door slammed open as Tim made his entrance.

“Hey Danny everything alright? I heard- what the…”

“I think I’d really rather just drink from the Gotham bay-“

[fournets]

i think we too quickly and too easily forget how Angry jay was . just how intense he was . let twinks be violently upset 2024

[saltlog]

[little-pondhead]

Bruce was being watched. Again.

He didn’t know where it was coming from, and that was a problem at the moment. He was hosting another gala, intent on putting on the “Bruice Wayne” mask for the public. None of his children were attending, unfortunately, but everything was going okay so far.

Then he kept feeling a cool breeze on the back of his neck. His hairs stood on end, and he shivered randomly. Someone mentioned that he looked cold. But Bruce wasn’t cold. He was Batman! Batman is never bothered by something stupid like the temperature. It just felt like there were multiple pairs of eyes staring at him from all directions.

Bruce tried to catch whoever it was, but when he looked, there was no one there. He even made extra laps around the room, easily slipping between socialites and chatting his way through the crowd. He scanned the tables, checked the stairs, peeked outside, and even snuck at glance at the chandeliers for fuck’s sake! There was nothing. No cameras, no lingering eyes, nothing.

Bruce could feel his heartbeat quicken. There was something in the room. Something dangerous.

Eventually, the source of his anxiety came to him. The gala was small, being in the middle of the off-season for social events. It was a relatively quiet gathering. Still, Bruce flinched when someone tapped his shoulder from behind when he was making another waltz around the room. He turned, and was faced with a boy no older than 16, but no younger than 14. It was hard to tell his age. He wore an ill-fitted navy suit and scuffed dress shoes. His tie was no where to be seen, and the boy had a platter of finger foods balanced in one hand. He hadn’t heard anyone approach at all.

What made Bruce freeze, however, was the fact that the boy looked exactly like the portraits of the young Thomas Wayne that were hanging innocently in the Wayne family home. His crystal blue eyes seemed to glow in the overhead lights as they bore into Bruce. It felt like the boy could see his soul. The air was more chilled than it had been all night, and everything in Bruce’s mind was screaming DANGER!

“Y’know…” Bruce’s breath caught in his throat as the boy spoke. His midwestern accent was heavy, and the boy took a slow moment to polish off a baked feta bite before continuing. “You look like the kinda guy to have a secret basement. The bloody kind. Nice party, though!” With that, the boy disappeared back into the crowd, taking the cold air with him.

Bruce never got out a word.

———

Danny sees all the wandering souls and shades attached to Bruce Wayne, and comes to the obvious conclusion that the billionaire is a serial killer.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

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