#it was too good to pass up

[sam-loves-seb]

summer of '95 [16/x] - even after tour ends and summer drags on into fall, the boys are still posting each other a sickeningly sweet amount of times

[havockingboo]

A certain tumblr ask i got sparked this idea that i just HAD to make an animatic for

Will hopefully make a more cleaner version in he future XD

[nrd-answers]

So... you're saying you're basically three iterators in a trench coat? /hj

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[daily-slugplush]

day 41: watery friend

[mr-up-on-a-downer]

you see official Twitter accounts for Israel calling Palestinians “children of darkness” as if they’re devout servants of the demon king in a fantasy world. It’s no different than calling Jews lizard people, but the irony is lost on so many because any critique of Israel is met with “YOURE JUST ANTISEMITIC” and it has always been this way. People effectively woobified an entire apartheid state because of the atrocity that is the Holocaust which is also ironic in of itself if you look at master race rhetoric and securing a homeland for the chosen people. The 4th Reich exists and it’s avowed by most governments of the world.

[biocrafthero]

Happy pride

[incorrectmlpstudentsixquotes]

Starlight: Hey Trixie, it’s getting pretty late, shouldn’t we be putting the chicken in the oven? The kids are coming over soon-

Trixie: I fucked up…

Starlight: What?

Trixie: So I was in the kitchen, I was getting things ready for the Hearth’s Warming dinner, right?

Starlight: Right?

Trixie: So I got the chicken, got the spices, got it all prepared, got it all stuffed up and put it in the oven.

Starlight: But wait, I just saw the chicken on the counter-

Trixie: And then I looked in the fridge… And I saw the chicken that we bought.

Starlight: But I thought you just said you put it in the ove-

Starlight: …No.

Trixie: Yeah.

Starlight: There’s no possible way you could’ve-

Trixie: I fucked up…

Starlight: Trixie did you fucking COOK Silverstream’s PET COCKATRICE, EDITH?!

Trixie: I FUCKED UP!!

Starlight: Trixie, Twilight left us enough to buy every chicken farm that has ever existed in all of time, WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME I EVER ASKED YOU TO SLAUGHTER A LIVE ANIMAL?!

Trixie: I DON’T KNOW! I forgot that we already bought a chicken!

Starlight: Oh, so next time we have a burger night, I’m gonna have to worry about you breaking into Yona’s dorm and turning her into ground beef?!

Trixie: To be perfectly honest, after today, I wouldn’t rule that out as a possibility.

Starlight: Alright, alright, we’ll salvage this! We will salvage this!! GALLUS!! Get in here!!

Gallus: (enters the room) Yo, whassup? Hey, Ma, it’s getting kinda late. Don’t you think you should start preparing the chicken?

Trixie: I already did…

Gallus: What are you talking about? I just saw it on the coun-… Oh. Oh! OH! HA-!!

Starlight: Shut up! We don’t have time for you to laugh! Here, take my wallet, go put on a hoodie, go to the Everfree or some black market somewhere. By any means necessary, go get an identical looking cockatrice to the one Silverstream had!

Gallus: Wait, why do I have to go? I fucking hated that little lizard-chicken!

Starlight: Because, honestly, you are more likely to steal it and we really need the speed right now!

Gallus: … Okay, that’s a fair point. Little hurtful, but a fair point. I’m gonna go.

Ocellus: (entering the room) Hey, why’s everybody in this room right… now…

Starlight: …

Trixie: …

Gallus: …

Ocellus: … You killed fake Edith, didn’t you?

Trixie: I’m so sorry! It was a complete accident!

Starlight: Ocellus, I’m so sorry, Trixie didn’t mean to do it, it was a total mistake and did you just say fake Edith?

Ocellus: Yeah, fake Edith.

Starlight: Yeah, no, explain. Now.

Ocellus: Well, it’s around Hearth’s Warming time, and your family is filled with both the smartest and the dumbest fucking people on the planet. No offense, Gallus.

Gallus: Yep, honestly, some taken.

Ocellus: So whenever there’s a holiday associated with the slaughter of an animal tangentially related to my girlfriend’s favorite pet, I always assume that one of you is going to be dumb enough to slip up and end up killing her. No offense, Gallus.

Gallus: Yep, still- still some taken.

Ocellus: So, around the holiday time, I take Edith, put her in an undisclosed location, and then I jaunt on over to the Everfree to grab a replacement and let it… scurry around the castle.

Starlight: ……..

Ocellus: Yeah, hasn’t really been useful the last couple of years, a lot of people end up getting petrified. But I know what I’m gonna thank Santa Hooves for this year!

Trixie: Okay, so I didn’t kill Edith?

Ocellus: No, Counselor, Edith’s fine. This time. Let’s go eat!

[thesoftieanon]

I wonder when time and hesper will get marry?

Or who proposed to who first??

... @luimagines

(Just as a disclaimer this isn’t entirely accurate to Ancient Greek culture, but it is mentioned in PJO so I’m taking creative liberties!)

Time tosses an apple at Hesper during one of their rests travelling to a village.

Hesper catches it, completely flustered.

Time doesn’t know why until Sol signs “You’re getting married?!”, which is immediately translated and exclaimed by Wind.

Yeah... turns out tossing an apple at someone in Ancient Greece was how they did proposals back then, and the modern day Greeks uphold that tradition.

Did I mention catching the apple was a ‘yes’?

[byanyan]

@gnarledbite sent:ㅤThat sticky note might as well have been a challenge. They advised him to amp up his security? That's just what he'd do. The next time they broke into Garrett's apartment, there would be something waiting for them: one of the Nosferatu's nonlethal wire traps, Obfuscated from sight and set just inside the room from the balcony door.

ㅤexpecting what has effectively become their regular weekly burglary to be as easy as ever tonight, byan doesn't think much as they pick the familiar lock and slide the balcony door open. unbeknownst to them, however, tonight will be nothing of the sort. stepping across the threshold and into garrett's apartment, it's already too late to turn back.

before they have any time to react, before they're even sure what's happened, they're caught, tangled up in a series of wire, and toppling to the floor face-first. hitting the ground with a dull thump and a startled wheeze as the wind is knocked out of them, the fledgling squirms and writhes on the ground in an effort to free limbs trapped at awkward, uncomfortable angles. for several long minutes, they attempt various movements with various parts of their body to no avail: the wire is strong and tight, and trying to tear themself free is only exacerbating the problem. one hand is pressed against their belt, fingertips tantalizingly close to the opening of one of their pockets, to the knife tucked inside, but even the strongest wiggling of their digits isn't quite enough to reach.

it's not looking good. they're not getting out of this without some outside help.

ㅤㅤ" motherfucker. "ㅤword spat as they drop their cheek on the floor a little harder than they mean to, drawing forth another annoyed grumble, byan grits their teeth and looks about the room. there's no denying that the trap was set specifically for them — garrett must have taken their joking suggestion very seriously to heart. or, more likely, he's trying to teach them a lesson. sneaky bastard. he's going to be so smug when he gets home and finds them wrapped up so neatly, and they're not looking forward to it.

as they're coming to terms with their situation, a sliver of hope lights their eyes when their gaze falls upon a certain cat staring at them from across the room.

ㅤㅤ" betty! hey, "ㅤthey greet, managing to sound awfully cheerful for someone tied up on the floor.ㅤ" do me a favour, would you? get me outta this shit? i'll bring you your favourite treat every night for a week if y'do this for me. "

hopping down from her perch, betty approaches, raising byan's hopes further. how she's going to get them out, they haven't a clue, but it'd be far from the weirdest thing they've witnessed. smile faltering when the cat climbs up onto their back, however, the fledgling's brows furrow slightly.

ㅤㅤ" no, betty— "ㅤbefore they can even finish the sentence, they feel her settling her weight neatly on the center of their back, tucking her paws beneath herself and getting comfy.ㅤ" betty, no, that's not— "ㅤthis time, they don't bother to finish, breaking off to heave an aggravated sigh.ㅤ" ...shoulda known you'd take his side. just for that, you're not gettin' the toy i brought for you. "

[grackles-hoard]

Make steve's badonk a donks your banner pls xx

you got me convinced anon...

[bruisedsitter]

@shyires​ hearted for a starter  

CONFUSION – as he stared at the candle , and slight FEAR ( ? ) as well. If he was understanding this correctly , which —- honestly , he might not’ve been ; and he hoped he wasn’t. “ you want me to light this ? ” 

It seemed simple enough , it was the burn down part steve was having trouble with. sure , he didn’t have the best childhood memories , and neglectful parents , not to forget the ex-girlfriend memories that STILL HURT. but , could he really burn down his family home ? ( or , let the candle do it ? )

                  “ i know they’re never around but , i think the ‘rents will noticed a burnt down house. ”

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[kizzer55555]

DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

[icapturedthecastle]

[meg-noel-art]

im love them

[tubbytarchia]

The bloodied moon cried for you, but you only heard the stars The weeping moon then bled for you, but you only saw her scars