#laughing it seems like

[gangle-cult]

GANGLE IN: TADC TRAILER [EPISODE 5]

[inkskinned]

okay i almost never address the very small amount of internet fame i have. and sometimes yes it sucks. people often repost my work, or clip it out of context, or flat-out steal it. but like it can be very funny. once a follower dm'd me to say a guy on hinge was pretending to be "inkskinned", and actually had even started his own insta. when she said "i've followed her for years i don't think you're her", he said - actually r.i.d is like seven people, we just made those initials up. (rude). when i found his insta and messaged him, he begged me to just lie and say he was r.i.d because "it's hard for men to date."

once someone said she should be allowed to plagiarize my work because she was a body-positive influencer and that if i "made a big deal" about this and "got her cancelled", i would be doing damage to my own community and i was never "actually" an ally.

i bear these things with the aura of a martyr, the way my catholic father raised me to. i message privately. i handle things quietly and quickly. i do not complain because i am very, very, very, very blessed and i know that. mercy and gentleness literally pour out of me every morning when i wake up, and then i have to mop the floors for how very Good i am.

however today is the first time i have ever had a very specific problem that neither requires me to correct this person nor throw them to the dogs but is somehow worse than years of hatemail, reddit thread death threats, and pinterest reposts:

someone quoted me and just got it, like, a little wrong.

[kensatou]

[zu-is-here]

staking claim (happy belated bday to Killer xp)

During "courtship", a shark bites a female's tail trying to flip her over, sometimes so fierce that scratches and teeth marks are left ;3;

[5/10] Killer by rahafwabas / rahaf-wabas / rahofy-sketch

Cross from xtaleunderverse by jakei95

Leviathantale by skumhuu

[ryllen]

the cool depiction of older trey showing off his severed finger [prequel]

[making-eggs]

I CANT BELIEVE THEY CUT NAMGYU MESSING UP SPINNING TOP </3

[rocketbirdie]

it looks and sounds just like you, but,

[gingerpines]

can yall stop saying caitlyn came in the cell to f ck with vi like VI INITIATED IT😭 she was finally letting herself be happy, like jinx literally told her to

“it wasnt the time or place” ok so then what is the time or place? their city is at war lmfao they just indulged in this for a very short time (the scene was only 2:28 btw.) and they deserved to, the place isnt as weird as yall make it to be, Amanda said it herself, it was meaningful for Vi to free herself or her trauma related to being locked up both physically and mentally

yall just wanna take ANYTHING away from lesbians i swear😭 they barely got any screentime this season after the writers built up their relationship and arc SO MUCH in season 1 can we just have this one thing…. even just IN the show stop blaming the characters for being horny in a weird place like their lives are MESSY and so is their relationship, they both went through hell especially vi, let them have this.

that being said i still do believe the scene would’ve carried a little more weight even with a few more lines of them talking about it all, or even caitlyn just saying “you didn’t lose me” before rizzing her up lol but it was so powerful how quickly Vi understood that Cait was on her side and supported her choices

[yooboobies]

his laugh is everything (4/?)

{cr. 0613data, dwellingsouls}

[sleepylapa]

[Lestappen are arguing,haven't spoken for 2 weeks]

Alex: did you break up or something?

Max and Charles *confused*: we weren't in a relationship...

[Everyone is freaking out because they thought they'd been in a relationship for 5 years or maybe even married]

*Lestappen are much more confused*

[geminicafe]

seeing people hate on hayffie so intensely after sunrise on the reaping has singlehandedly made me ship them out of spite. the hate means nothing to me. a valiant attempt by miss suzanne to get rid of the shippers, but it was silly and i'm built different. that being said, please give me fic recs <3<3<3

[justgleekout]

New! Kurt and Blaine starter packs!

Each including 8 unique accessories!

Now also available: the “klaine expansion pack” to re-enact 6 of your favourite scenes!

[nanenna]

This Migraine Could've Been an Intercom Announcement

Sleepy King Masterpost.

Warning for this chapter: intentional italics abuse, some angst. Like the whole point of this was to be cute and silly and fluffy, but the competing POVs and misunderstandings have always leaned a bit on the dark side even if we, the readers, know there's literally no danger. It's just now that Danny's awake it's his turn with the angst. UwU

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Clark may not be Detective Chimp, but it didn’t take that much to connect a magically appearing tracking boomerang and a magically appearing unknown craft. It seemed the mother hens had arrived, and Clark thought it would be best to have the chick ready to hand over ASAP. “Should I go find Danny? His heartbeat is pretty distinct.” He stared in the direction the boy had run through the wall, also looking through the wall.

Bruce grunted in the negative. “When chased the instinct is to flee, let’s give him a moment to calm down.” He started stalking towards the command center, where with any luck someone was likely already making contact with the unknown craft. J’onn should be on his way as well, and judging from Danny’s clothing he was their best bet to get the boy to agree.

“Status,” Bruce demanded as he power walked into the command room, making an aborted motion to control the cape he wasn’t wearing.

“We can’t get them to respond,” Hal said grimly as his hand danced over the console. “They may not be able to, we don’t even know if they can receive our communications.”

A grim silence followed, everyone around Clark thinning their lips or furrowing their brows as they absorbed that unfortunate news.

“I vant to dwink yur blüd!”

Clark snorted, trying desperately not to dissolve into helpless laughter. It seemed Danny just realized whose cape he’d run off with. While the others gave Clark odd looks, J’onn floated up from the floor then landed gently to come join them next to Hal.

“If we can get the craft and the boy into the hangar that should solve everything,” Clark offered. “Just send one of us out there to guide the craft.” He would offer to go himself, but he was still keeping an ear on Danny, who seemed to finally be calming down from his earlier panic.

“I’ll go,” Captain Marvel eagerly volunteered, then quickly left before anyone could comment.

“J’onn?” Diana asked.

“Yes, though I believe a more human standard attempt at communication will be less startling for the boy.”

“While telepathy may be startling, it will also allow Danny to feel your sincerity,” Bruce said grimly.

J’onn simply nodded. Everyone else politely remained quiet as they waited for him to make contact with Danny. J’onn made a pained noise as a hand came up to cradle his head, stumbling back. Dianna reached out to gently take his elbow, helping to steady the man. Clark cringed as he distantly heard Danny making a similar pained noise down in the bowels of the Watchtower.

“Are you alright?” Dianna asked with worry.

“What happened?” Hal asked, placing a steadying hand on J’onn’s shoulder.

“Sounds like their minds are incompatible,” Clark offered.

“Yes,” J’onn agreed weakly.

“Here, sit down.” Hal guided J’onn into the seat he’d vacated when the Martian first reacted.

“Sorry about that, mate,” Constantine said grimly. “Anything that relies on physical brain matter is useless on ghosts, being nothing but spirit. I thought since the kid was somewhat still alive it wouldn’t make a difference.”

“This is all unprecedented,” J’onn said with a weary wave of his hand.

The comms came to life. “Alright, I managed to get them to follow me, we’re almost to the hangar,” Captain Marvel said cheerfully.

“Now we just need to get Danny there,” Clark said hopefully.

“And keep whoever’s in that thing from just coming out and storming into the Watchtower proper,” Constantine grumbled pessimistically.

“I suggest one of the mundane human methods of communication,” J’onn said with his usual dry humor.

“A station wide announcement over the intercom,” Bruce said darkly.

Hal, leaning over his console, was already pressing buttons. “Who should make the announcement?”

Bruce gave one of his usual smirks, “J’onn, of course. Danny is a big fan.”

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Danny groaned as he sat up, leaning heavily on one arm as the other hand gingerly pressed against his pounding head. He managed to find the nearest wall and leaned against it, glad for the darkness of the room and the coolness of the wall and floor. “Ow,” he groaned, still not quite ready to start thinking yet. But he needed to.

What was that?! Was it an attack of some kind? Some sort of anti-ghost weapon? If it was it wasn’t any kind his parents had ever even dreamed up. Then again he was pretty sure at least two of the people he’d seen before running knew magic. Captain Marvel definitely did, and he had no idea what else the tophat lady would even do. So that was something he had no idea where to even start. What could magic even do against ghosts?

A lot, apparently.

Between that head splitting attack and that magic crystal Freakshow had used to mind control Danny… well, he was kind of scared. What could he even do against something like that?

Danny groaned and leaned more heavily against the wall, one foot stretching out as he slumped. The foot brushed against thick fabric. Oh right, Batman’s cape. Danny leaned over and blindly felt around until he found some corner of it, then pulled the thing over himself as he went back to resting his head against the cool wall.

The cape was heavy, heavy enough it was basically a weighted blanket. Jazz had talked about getting him one in the past, they were supposed to be good for anxiety or something. Danny didn’t know, he had tuned her out. But, well, he was feeling pretty anxious right now he guessed. And he needed a minute right now, one he still seemed to have thankfully. No one had come looking for him yet so far as he could tell, unless that’s what that attack was.

Ugh, Danny didn’t want to think about it! But he needed to. He was all alone with the Justice League and he had no idea what they knew or why they had him, but they had just attacked him for some reason. Danny felt the booo-merang still tucked into his pants’ waistband, a reminder his family was coming to find him. He just needed to stay hidden until he heard the sounds of chaos that always came with his parents.

There was a short chime, followed by a slightly staticy voice. “Attention Mr. Danny Fenton, your ride has arrived,” an almost familiar, lightly accented voice said pleasantly. “They’re waiting for you in the hangar. You can ask any of us to lead you there, or make your way there on your own if you prefer.”

Why was that voice kind of familiar? It must be someone from the Justice League, had he heard anyone that sounded like that in the videos?

“Is that Martian Manhunter? Holy shit! Martian Manhunter knows my name!”

[bylerist]

okay universe, we get it 👍

[generallydispleased]

[menacingmonty]

(first time posting my art on tumblr and boy i'm wayyy too nervous about it!!!! aaaaaaa) i saw this meme on pinterest ages ago and it immediately made me think of knuxouge / the rouge + knuckles dynamic in general hehe. i just had to draw it,..,,.,. as always i meant to just do a silly doodle but im incapable of Not Being A Total Perfectionist w my art so i rendered her a lil.

oh rouge how i adore you and your echidna bf <33

alt version without filter + the og photo below the cut!!!!