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#🍲.jpg#it literally is just a water balloon only starting with a pentahedron rather than a square#it's actually genius#i had one of the sprouts i made a few weeks ago that i cut off the stem of (you can do this but watch out bc it might unfold completely lol#inflating it was a bit difficult idk if the paper i used was too thick or if it's a skill issue on my part
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shout out to when i told my dad about goncharov and he figured out it was fake because i told him "1973 martin scorsese film with robert de niro" and he said that wasn't possible because the godfather came out in 1972 and the godfather part II came out in 1974 and they wouldn't have had time to make a movie in between. a perfectly good jest, foiled by this man's weird and vast knowledge set
#edit i remembered this incorrectly#i confused robert de niro with al pacino he was actually what tipped my dad off#i'll be honest i've never seen the godfather? the only mafia movies i've watched are goodfellas and 1996 lesbian masterpiece bound#so i'm not really familiar with the genre lol#EDIT AGAIN IF ANYONE CARES: I HAVE SEEN GODFATHER PART I AND II NOW. I KNOW HOW WRONG I WAS. WHY DID THIS GO UP 500 NOTES IT'S BEEN MONTHS#goncharov#goncharov 1973#eddie genius posting
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I think I need a “Kid Tim Drake gets kidnapped and held for ransom but his parents don’t even pick up the phone so now these criminals are like whelp, this kid is ours now. Sucks to suck.” Fic.
#Kidnapper: child neglect is no laughin’ matter. You shouldn’t be left alone for that long. You’re like 7#Tim: I’m 8…..#Kidnapper: point proven.#Tim: *stomach growls*#Kidnapper 2: when was that last time you ate kid?#Tim: *mumbles* 3 days ago…#Kidnapper 2: what do kids eat?#Kidnapper 1: I dunno? Like cheeseburgers?#Kidnapper 2: isn’t that a little unhealthy?#*they all end up getting bat burger*#Now Tim is a small super criminal but not actually bad#And raised by two kinda confused criminals who finally picked up a parenting book after accidentally adopting this tiny genius.#tim drake#red robin#batfam#ao3#fanfiction#writing#idk
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crazy bcs you KNOW if jason had a diary it would consist of the singlehandedly most unhinged concerning shit ever. phrased like he’s a tormented poet or fuckin. he goes out has a fun day with his friends, literally everything is completely normal and then he’ll ponder for three minutes before writing in slanted cursive like. july 5. the thought of my mother still plagues me. someone you never knew can sometimes become all you know. perhaps a thought is just a memory if it changes you enough. close book goodnight
#he doesnt actually ever write about how his day went just exhumes his inner torment and puts it down into ink#imagining his friends finding this in his dorm post-death ToA#wild#amazing fic idea write hit post .im a genius#jason grace#rrverse#heroes of olympus#hoo#pjo#percy jackson#yeet.txt#toa#trials of apollo
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the u.s.s. horrible unending nightmare 💥 (once again from the incredible @hehearse)
#wolf 359#w359#doug eiffel#hera wolf 359#hera w359#art#id in alt text#i've been holding onto this one for a little while. for no particular reason i just wanted to.#but here it is#thank you so so much!!#incredible eye for detail as always and i'm obsessed with how you draw people. and also. everything#this is such a good eiffel. the circle kind of suggesting a helmet worked out so well. the way you did the star!! the glitch effects!!#the use of an actual sound clip and the heart monitor through it and all of it through his chest. genius to me.#and this ended up leaning more in the direction of eiffel's general repeated misfortune but i also really love the element of#eiffel and hera both being prisoners treated as test subjects. i like how it can read as much like him being pulled away as falling.#and with the soundwave and communication as a bridge and that specific clip from mayday and hera being the voice in his head that saves him#etc. etc. i love it thank you so much again!! <3
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seriously though nothing can stop me from interpreting Real Life as canon just for how it progresses the canary curse situation. i'm obsessed with it. the curse gets broken in secret life and then in the very next "series", as much of a joke as it is, you get a situation like THAT. jimmy enters a mineshaft and everyone but him dies. not just his team, though obviously it's more significant because they were all red, but ren/martyn/skizz all get a mineshaft-death apiece. that canary's not doing his job anymore. he escaped his cage and made a break for the surface and everyone else is paying the price for it, and i for one could not be more proud of that little bird.
#that's not to say however that real life is on the same level of seriousity as all the other life games#the watchers grabbed all these players from the aftermath of the wildest party anyone's ever seen#the only ones not hungover were the ones drinking until dawn (now sleep deprived and plastered)#no one's going to have more than the vaguest memories of what the hell happened there#none of them sure if that was an actual Game or if some genius thought it would be a great idea to play-act one. while drunk.#the watchers know though. the watchers think it was funny.#wotcher talk#solidaritygaming#life series#life series smp#life smp#trafficblr#life series spoilers#real life#real life smp#rlsmp
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HOW CAN YOU HATE HER??????????
#literally the power of god and anime on our side#“to live even within the pop culture so beloved by our youth.”#bruh im cryin what is this#catholicism#we r so back#luce#larping prods on twitter coping and seething#her muddy boots because she's on pilgrimage genius lads#now for actual change within the church!#(not happening lol)
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honestly the sneakiest and most impressive thing percy’s ever done is convince an entire fandom that he’s dumb
#guys if percy was actually dumb he would have died a long time ago#annabeth comes up with very logical solutions but percy comes up with super creative solutions#boy is secretly genius#if i was in literally any of the situations he’s been in i would have died SO fast#percy jackson#pjo#heroes of olympus
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I would like to thank Elon Musk for breaking the stereotype that “high functioning” autistic people are geniuses, because he’s genuinely so fucking dumb I can hardly even fathom it.
#Elon musk#twitter#x#autism#autistic#actually autistic#yes I am autistic#why the fuck is he renaming the site#every decision he makes has me cackling#if he’s a genius then I must be omnipotent#love him breaking the autism stereotypes#I don’t like functioning labels but I feel like he calls himself high functioning
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Harley and Ivy meet Jazz while she's Interning at Arkham, and think she's their daughter from the Future. Somehow.
They're not wrong.
Turns out the Fentons decides to test a Prototype Ghost Portal one day 18 years ago and accidentally made a Time Portal instead. Deeming the experiment a Failure, they were just about to close it and start again when a Baby was launched out of it and into Jack's arms.
The moment he looked into her Eyes he knew he wanted to keep her. Maddie was much the same.
They did Try to return her at first, but turns out the Portal was Unstable and constantly shifting between dozens of different TimeZones, so they could never find where/when she came from. She could either be from Earth 18 years later, or Mars 5 Million Years Ago. No way to tell.
So without any other option they decided that she was their Daughter now.
It helped that she looked so much like them, and that both had been in the Lab for 9 Months straight building the Portal so nobody would question the sudden Baby. They just told the Hospital they had an At Home Delivery and officially made her their Daughter.
They raised her believing that she was their's Biologically, because after a while they honestly forgot she wasn't.
Now Jazz is working as an Intern at Arkham Asylum, and has met the 2 Patients she will be helping take care of.
Doctor Pamela Isley, and Doctor Harleen Quinzel. Aka, Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn.
This should be an interesting internship.
#Dpxdc#Dp x dc#Dcxdp#Dc x dp#Danny Phantom#Dc#Dcu#Jazz is Harley Quinns daughter#Jazz is Pamela Isley's Daughter#She is a redheaded genius with an interest in Psychology#Of course they're related#Sam is extremely jealous when she finds out#Also yes. Jack and Maddie did kidnap Jazz from the Crib one night in the future and left Harley and Ivy to mourn their missing Baby.#It would have been much worse if they didn't know what had happened.#Still there's a big difference between knowing it will happen and it actually happening#Let's just pretend Harley and Ivy can have kids#Maybe Bruce sets them up with Cloning Tech one day in the Future#Idk it's comics#To make this even better lets say Danny is also a Time Travel Baby#They never had time to dismantle the original Time Portal while raising Jazz and accidentally stole a 2nd Baby#Btw to make this more interesting let's say Danny is in No Way a Batkid or a Kryptonian#Spice it up a little
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mini comic about a kinda freaky terrible queen and the nonsensical takes she has about the times people have tried to kill her
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UP NEXT! ANOTHER short comic, (and then one more) this time taking place one month before the kings death, in which we will have: one annoying prince! one lousy fight scene! rejoice's dismissive nature! and row reveals a secret.... tune in next time for all that
#comic#webcomic#original comic#original character#ocs#alr bro it's not that funny#this is based on a true story that has happened to me#and continues to happen#this is NOT the main comic plot#just doing mini comics before working on the actual thing#to hopefully work towards a more final cohesive style#cus this is kind of all over the place but we live and we learn#anyways:#she just views things differently#nobody believes what u believe#interpt it as u want#shes just learning all the wrong lessons#the notes she's humming are to ding dong bell#which is a nursery ryhmes that teaches u to be kind to animals :)#unfortunately my genius wont show until the main comic is done#queen rejoice
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double black
#bsd#bungo stray dogs#pleuart#pleucas#dazai osamu#dazai#chuuya#chuuya nakahara#soukoku#skk#soukouku#love them#leaving my lineless flat brush phase to return to lineart and watercolor textures rip#motifs and outfits taken from that one gorgeous illustration by harukawa-sensei ofc <3#i was halfway through the painting when i realized that dazai was not wearing a weird napkin thing but actually a cropped vest#removed years from my life#and the sheep insignia on the back of chuuya's jacket... harukawa-sensei is a cruel genius
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inuyasha-esque AU where moshang travel back & forth between worlds bc im stupid like that 🥴
#svsss#scum villian self saving system#moshang#mobei jun#shang qinghua#shen yuan#shen qingqiu#if u copy my tags pls prev me thanks 🙏 —op#college professor!sqh stumbling across ancient magic and getting transported into mbj's world IDK something like that#im obsessed with mbj being obsessed with the glorious aircon#and also him wearing the oppai hoodie#lbh would actually be perfect for this tho bc hes literally a half demon sskkssk#fck it after this i’m gonna draw mbj lbh and nmj in the oppai hoodie im a genius#mine#mxtx
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pretend boyfriend but it's in a time where roads are nothing more than muddy tracks, making travel slow and cumbersome. the town's buildings are a mix of weathered wood and crumbling brick, faded paint peeling off their facades. wanted posters, yellow and tattered, are plastered on every available surface, faces of outlaws and fugitives who roam the countryside depicted in greyish ink.
the townsfolk go about their lives with a wary eye, and you go about yours with a sharp one, in search of opportunity: a cowboy too drunk off his wits to know his right from his left. the humble borough of blackthorn doesn't need any more working girls, no more ladies with hair down to their corseted waists beautifying the arms of both bounty hunters and farm hands alike.
that's fine, you reckon. you've always had a knack for survival. your deft fingers have made a living out of slipping into pockets and relieving men of their hard earned coin pouches when they lose themselves in drink and laughter. its not an easier life than that of the ladies in the saloon but it's yours, and you've learned to navigate it with equal cunning and charm.
but as people say, anything that can go wrong, will and tonight nothing seems to go right for you. just as you'd been slipping the stolen bills from your latest mark in between the swell of your breasts, he stirs from his drunken sleep, bedsheet tangled in his spurs as he struggles to rise onto unsteady feet. his movements are sluggish, muddy brown eyes blinking against the dim light of the quaint room.
you don't wait for him to ask any inane questions, you know when you've been caught with your hand in the cookie jar. you run out the door on bare feet, fisting the rough fabric of your dress to lift it above your ankles as you barrel down the stairs.
your shoulders ache from bumping into patrons as you try to quickly weave your way toward the door, your breath coming in ragged, panicked gasps. the saloon is a blur or faces and noise, the jaunty tune coming from the piano as fast paced as the galloping of your heart.
just as you reach the swinging doors, you glance outside through the dusty window panes and see someone right across the street in the patio of the drugstore.
the star on his chest gleaming even in the flickering light of the shop is distinctive. your heart sinks like a stone dropped into a well, the weight of the situation leaden over your puffed shoulders.
but you haven't made it this far while skirting around law and order without a sharp mind. your thoughts swirl in your mind as you run through options. a horse loosely tied to the hitching post out front, sleeping roll behind the saddle. you could take it but risk getting roped off by someone. slipping out the windows would draw too much attention. using the back door near the kitchen would have the owner on your arse.
shit. shit-
then you spot him. sitting alone at a table is a hulking, beast of a man. (his broad shoulders and burly frame makes him resemble more mountain than man tbh.) a small shot glass rests on the scratched surface before him, the only delicate item in his vicinity. the wide-brimmed hat he wears casts a shadow over his face but the glint in his eyes is unmistakable. maybe that's why even the other patrons have given him a wide berth. (the knotted scar that runs from the corner of his cheek pulling his lips into a permanent, twisted sneer makes the hair on the nape of your neck stand on end.)
desperation fuels your next move.
your hand trembles when you place it on the the exposed skin of his forearm that's covered in a fine layer of grime, as does your voice when you speak.
"hey-" you don't get to finish your sentence, feeling the words crumble into ash on your tongue when you realize you're out of time. the drunken idiot from upstairs is storming straight towards you, his nostrils flared, white etched on his knuckles. panic surges through you and so you move.
coming to stand behind the seated stranger, your arms cradle his large head, clammy palms flat on the sweat stained fabric of his union shirt. his body tenses under your touch, muscles cooling like a spring, but you muster all the bravado you can.
"if ya got a problem with me," your voice is steady despite the fear that's settled at the base of your spine, "take it up with my husband."
the drunk comes to an abrupt halt, his anger momentarily replaced by confusion, uncertainty, as he glances between you and the human(?) shield you're clinging to.
the room has fallen silent, all eyes on the unfolding drama. they watch with bated breaths, even the bartender had paused mid-polish, his hand frozen on the glass.
the man wavers, his resolve crumbling like freshly tilled dirt before you. but the final nail in the coffin is when your 'husband' grabs onto your arm and leads you to sit onto his lap, both your legs fitting on top of his one, feeling the tarnished buckle of his leather belt even through the couple of layers of your dress on your arsecheek, his arm cinching tightly around your waist.
his skin feels rough, scarred, yet warm, beneath your hand. (embarrassing that this surprises you.)
you can feel his voice vibrate from his chest and sink into your bones when he aids you in this mess you've created. "ya 'eard m'wife. piss off 'fore i make you."
his mouth twists into an ugly line but concedes defeat, telling your 'husband' to "keep his wh-wife on a tighter leash unless she's keen on ending up on a missing poster alongside the wanted ones."
when you turn in his lap to look outside the window, watching the drunk unsteadily get on his horse and leave, you give the man you're on a muted thanks and move to get up only-
the arm around your waist feels more like an iron band. you're can't get up. you can't leave. your feet don't even touch the wooden floorboards of the saloon. you turn your wide eyes toward him, lips parted in surprise.
he doesn't seem as surprised as you.
"wha'? thought you could jus' up and go 'bout your way?"
you open your mouth wider, to scream maybe, you aren't sure but he cuts you off with a sharp suck of his teeth.
"make trouble and there will be trouble. i'll drag your pretty arse to the sheriffs office by the hair."
the realization of what he is keeps you utterly frozen in place, any fight you'd had bleeding out of you.
a bloody bounty hunter. no wonder everyone had kept their distance.
"i'm gonna be finishin' this bottle and you'll be a good wife and draw me a bath in our hotel room."
(he plucks the dirty money from where you'd kept it and tosses it on the bar top, carrying you straight to where he'd hitched his horse and plops you in front, your back to his barrel of a chest. "youll bathe with me, gotta have you clean for our consummation.")
#i lost all will to continue halfway through idk if you can tell lmao#i went from this is a genius idea to this seems fucking stupid actually#oh well#he lets you run away a max of two times on foot before you come back on your own cuz there are wolves around#:(#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley x you#simon ghost riley#simon riley x you#simon riley x reader
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On a Hannibal rewatch, and I still can’t believe Will broke Hannibal out of prison by just asking the FBI if he could really nicely
#hannibal#nbc hannibal#fannibal#hannigram#terrible but funny#will said#but what if we faked an escape#after saying he actually wanted to run away with Hannibal#and Jack was like#you sir#are a genius#funny#text post#memes
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“You Can’t be Autistic…”
The Autistic Teacher
#autism#actually autistic#every neurodivergent individual is different#I was NOT a math genius as a kid#I’m highly emphatic too#feel free to share/reblog
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