#local idiot answers asks

[kotobukicutie]

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If you think you can put me in a better mood just by yeeting some silly copypasta into my inbox...you're absolutely correct (especially after blocking ten porn bots that followed me this morning alone). Can you take the onion-cutting ghosts with you when you go please?

[identityquest]

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MARAL JAMMIES

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[angeliteonfridgeduty]

I think I’ve shown you this one already but all my good photos are on my phone and it won’t let me download tumblr </3

ah Ouch

this feline is amazing though. such a goober. would pet. 10/10

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

On tumblr when you post you’re just playing Russian roulette with your post getting attention, but it’ll probably get ignored.

On Reddit any comment you make outside of some very niche community will immediately have someone downvoting you and calling you like, three different insults. Then they will wonder why you only log in every couple months. Like, it’s a very helpful website when you have a question for another community you’re in, but you’ll also get someone being immediately hostile when you make an innocuous post on a garden subreddit 😑

At least on tumblr people have to actually seek out your random ass text posts and go out of their way to start shit, and you don’t have the up and down vote system that feels like playing with my self confidence and worth issues.

Both websites are toxic part of the time (what social media isn’t?) and both are actually more useful for weird people, but holy shit does Reddit feel more aggressive about shit. Maybe it’s just the devil you know, but at least on this mess of a website half your hate will be for the most random shit and misunderstandings that people have to seek out finding if your blog is a normal size. Reddit is either posting on a dead sub or getting immediately thrown to the, well, sharks and wolves aren’t actually super aggressive towards humans under normal circumstances, so something else that could tear you apart instantly for just existing in the same space as them.

[drbtinglecannon]

I was actually wondering the other day what the local Darius Connoisseur's opinion on Darimila was. I have no strong feelings on it myself other than "yeeeaah get it Camila!!!" but I'm curious if you have thoughts

Being called a local Darius Connoisseur is such a high honor, I think of that fancy purple bitch so often haha

My feelings on darimila are actually the same! I'm not super passionate about it, but I do think it's very cute. However I mostly think it's hilarious that after Zeno made his twt handle "Hunter Noceda" a bunch of people were like "ok so here's how Dadrius & Momma Camila can both win" and then started earnestly shipping them. Hunter's dad-mentor-guy dating his-&-his-sister's-mom is extremely funny to me, but from Luz's standpoint it's even funnier because the One scene she had with Darius was him (a grown ass adult that's a CH) climbing up on top of a transport vehicle to ensure he was far away while she (a teen that was already restrained) was threatening to rampage and asking her "please try not to bite anyone". He really took one look at her and was violently reminded of Eda haha!

That said for both Camila and Darius I don't really care for any ships for either of them aside from "polycule with Raeda", and even then I think of them as casual additions. Raeda has my whole heart, but like sometimes Darius and/or Camila can be there too, as a treat. Coparents that mayhaps kiss occasionally

But yeah, given the situations with all the kids involved I don't really get into ships for any single parent but Eda, I mostly focus on all their respective familiar or platonic dynamics instead. Most of my Darius thoughts involve Eberwolf also being there, like Lilith & Hooty "bonded pair do not separate" energy, the hot mess witch needs their weird beast bestie next to them at all times.

I doubt the last special will give any moments for my opinion to change, but we also haven't gotten to see Camila meet any of the BI adults yet. Which I'm so excited for! She deserves to make some genuine friends, and god knows each of the BI adults could use another friend too haha

[soulsbetrayed]

bxd-kxrma asked: [CLEAN]: sender affectionately wipes a smudge of sauce from the corner of the receiver's mouth, cupping their face in the process. For Ishmael!

Hah?!

Pale cheeks flushed red at the gesture as hazel eyes glanced towards Karma's general direction. Ishmael looked surprisingly gentle for a woman who's life was wrought with conflict from an early start. It was a comforting action in her mind.

Wings you probably look like an idiot blushing over something as small as this.

Sighing quietly she drank in the gesture completely unaware that she was probably wearing her embarrassment on her face.

@bxd-kxrma

[commanderfloppy]

from the pairing ask game-

How would each reconcile with each other after a fight? for any one or two pairs u want to talk about!

Thanks for the ask! I’ll give you a Tori & Tybalt answer!: 

I don’t think they have serious fights that often, but when they do it’s usually because someone (*Cough* Tori *Cough*) is being a bit too reckless or something. It doesn’t usually take them that long to reconcile, usually Tori is first to apologize often with a ‘yeah ok I was stupid’ or ‘I wasn’t really thinking, sorry’ some kind of hug probably goes along with it. 

Ok I kind of also want to answer a little for Laurence & Wakeland (Bc they live rent free in my brain).

Wakeland belongs to @kralkatorrik Hope I don’t butcher him <3

I don’t think these two fight that often either, but less because of lack of disagreements and more because they probably tiptoe around stuff more (noble upbringing, social niceties kind of stuff). 

But when they do have a full blown disagreement it can be a lot because Wakeland is incredibly stubborn and Laurence is incredibly persistent. I think the biggest disagreement they have is on the fact that Wakeland doesn’t feed, Laurence thinks it’s fine so long as no one is getting seriously hurt (I mean come on I’m a walking bag of blood and magic, you can have a snack I don’t mind!), and Wakeland absolutely refuses to feed no matter what (for reasons that Laurence doesn’t know). 

They kind of have an agree to disagree thing on it, Laurence respects her holding so true to principles, but he wishes it didn’t come at the price of her health (Babygirl you have fainted 5 times this week, it is Tuesday)

[caelcstis]

16. What is your favorite band/music genre?

munday questions. // @r3dblccd accepting ( bc tomorrow's monday again )

so i'm gonna be that person who says i don't have a favorite band/music genre. bc every day it's changing, right now i'm back in my hazbin brainrot so my spotify is stuffed to the tits with it i'm sure it'll come back on my spotify wrapped lmao. i still love my kpop and am glad i came back to it after like 6 years of being away from it. i'm a sucker for ballads, always love that sad shit that makes me cry and touches my heart. love those club songs from the late 2000's to early 2010's. i also have just a lot of rock, heavy music in my list as well so like idk. it always depends on who i am that day, what i'm feeling, going through.

[magdaclaire]

the op said they were exaggeration for comedic effect in the replies apparently

oh cool my confusion was genuine bc i've helped. well. i've helped with some deer before. and twas not 500 pounds. so. ye

[noisilyscreechingsong]

“The what?”

Danny and Duke had been having a pretty okay day. Duke got a ridiculous packet to complete from his professor, and Danny tripped down the stairs in the library, causing a ruckus that got everyone’s attention.

So yea, everything was going well until they decided to push their luck and go to a new coffee shop a bit further away. It wasn’t the coffee shop itself, but the goons that came out of nowhere to kidnap Tim Drake-Wayne who was getting an order to go, which turned into a gang fight in the middle of the street.

Danny and Duke, along with Tim, ended up sheltered behind a car and missed the opportunity to bunker down inside the shop.

“Well, this isn’t what I planned today,” Tim comments.

“Same,” Danny agrees.

“Maybe we can wait it out?” Duke suggests.

The other two give a look that says that it was not going to happen.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors for peeking,” Danny says, already holding out his fist.

“Bet.”

They look at Duke.

Peer Pressure works and he groans with clear discomfort at the situation.

Duke loses. A bullet whizzes past his head.

“Nope! Nope. Not doing that again.”

Tim rolls his eyes at the dramatics, but with Danny still there he bit his tongue.

“What’d you see?”

Duke looks at Tim like he’s crazy.

“Lots of people with guns,” he answers hysterically.

“Need a hand?”

Red Hood had swung down from the nearest rooftop, hand gun in both hands. He pops off three shots before having to duck behind the car with them.

“Hood, what are you doing here? This isn’t Crime Alley,” Tim asks like they bumped into each other at the supermarket.

Hood shrugs, “Close enough.”

“Oh sweet, can I borrow that?” Danny randomly asks.

Before anyone can question what he was talking about he was already reaching out to take the handgun off of Hood’s thigh.

“Whoa-“

Danny turns to look over the car’s hood and pulls the trigger. Nothing happens.

The others pull him back quickly. He winces at the hard fall to his tailbone.

“Holy crap! Danny!”

“Dude, are you trying to get yourself killed?”

“What is wrong with you?”

“Hey!” Danny interrupts their freak out. “It’s not my fault his gun is broke.”

“The safety is still on, idiot,” Hood tilts his head.

“The what?” Danny asks in genuine confusion.

The three brothers all pause and look at him.

“The safety? On the gun? So there isn’t a misfire?” Tim explains. He was stuck between shocked and judgmental.

“This is why people who don’t know how to shoot shouldn’t touch guns,” Hood says in frustration while reaching to take it away.

Danny pulls it back out of reach.

“I know how to shoot, thanks. My parent’s weapons just don’t have safety things. I’m not used to it,” he grumbles.

“What do you-“

But Danny was already finding the safety and flicking it off before trying again. This time he hits two goons, one in the shoulder and another in the leg.

The batboys glance at each other.

“So,” Hood tries to be casual, “what do your parents do?”

“They’re scientists,” Danny answers, mainly focused on shooting another person dressed in a mask, “but they make their own weapons.”

“Are they by any chance mad scientists? Or borderline rogues?” Duke asks as half a joke.

“Of course not,” Danny answers. Then he pauses to actually think about it. “I don’t think so.”

“Cool. That’s fine.”

**

After that Danny had a few more ‘meet and greet’s with the local vigilantes and saw some lingering shadows around their apartment. They had the weirdest questions about his family.

[gray-doestheart]

Made a lawyer OC for pathfinder with very little backstory but I think about him so much

[worldly-diversity]

@tenebriism ○ 𝕝𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕒 ○

          ⤷  『  " I've never been to anything like this before... " Had observed, from afar, for many years whilst leading the Abyss Order, but never had she immersed herself in the actual culture. Admittedly, it was a bit... overwhelming. The noises, the lights, the crowds... sensory overloads for someone who was still getting re-acclimated to living a normal life. So, she remains close to Childe, tucking herself away into his arm whenever she needs even a moment of respite, and peeks up at him with an apologetic look every single time, as if embarrassed she's even acting like this. " A-Are you... having fun, though? "  』

Admittedly, as a Harbinger it could be a little tricky to partake of the local festivities, especially in Liyue, considering it had been his machinations that had released Osial from his prison and caused no small amount of mischief. Oh, and Rex Lapis' official death, but that was negligible, really. How could he have resisted the anticipation of fighting an Archon?

Anyway, that's beside the point when he gets to be here, with Lumine by his side, outcasts the both of them yet walking peacefully through the Harbour and admiring the sights of this year's Lantern Rite. He'd heard there would even be a music festival, how exciting!

Most rewarding of all however, was the way Lumine tucked herself against his side and even glanced up at him apologetically. For his part, he's thoroughly enjoying it, so he sees no reason for her embarrassment and indeed expresses it with the arm around her waist, pressing her closer with contentment.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He is meant to refer to the festival, but as he says it he only has eyes for her, rather shifting the meaning of his words, were she to pick up on it. She looks stunning, albeit more shy than he's used to from her. But, this is cute as well. He can love this side of her just as much as that fierce domination she perpetuated during their spars. Ah, how thrilling~!

"Why of course!" So comes his quick reply to her question, eyes sparkling with his enjoyment and sincerity. "This Lantern Rite is quite a success, made all the more wondrous for the fine woman on my arm~"

Of course, he could not abate with any praise or compliments when given the opportunity. Indeed, hyping her up was quickly becoming something he very much enjoyed doing, regardless of her mood. It was just— so exciting.

His eyes drift but for a moment before spotting something that makes his grin gain that little edge normally associated with battle when it crosses his face, although tonight he intends to be good and peaceful.

"Look! I bet you would be nothing short of stunning in a qipao or a kimono~ Please, let me buy some for you. Would you be so kind as to model them for me tonight~?" True to form, part of the way Childe shows affection is spending the Fatui's money in ways it was not intended to be spent.

Ah, but gift giving is a language all its own, how could he not wish to give her all the splendour he can buy? She would look… mouth watering, to be sure.

[angeliteonfridgeduty]

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[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DPxDC prompt: Hobby

"Think I'm getting butterflies, but it's really Something telling me to run away" Sub Urban & Bella Poarch

The years go by, and the Anti-ecto Laws that don’t recognize ghosts even animals are still there. And Danny is so tired of it. Even worse, ghost studies are becoming popular. And Danny’s getting sick of it. And he really needs a break. In general, the castle of good old Pariah Dark is potentially a good place to exist, right?

Well, Danny ends up in a perfectly normal civilian family ('cause of СPS or else) in Gotham.

The city is filled with fear, death, and also ectoplasm, which is fine, because it allows Danny not to run into the Ghost Zone for energy for his core. In fact, it’s really strange why so few ghosts are formed in such a comfortable place.

So, a new family. Although the head of family is a billionaire, Danny really wants to give them a chance. Even if he break out in a cold sweat when Bruce looks at him. Well, Fenton blames his past experience. Fuck you, Vlad. Waynes are really nice. And thanks to this adoption he'll be far away from Amity Park, safe from GIW, maybe finally feel like a human being. even if he's not.

So, Danny wants to know about them a little bit more. He has already noticed that Damian collects katanas, Tim is all about hacking, and Jason is obsessed with guns, and Bruce..hm, maybe he need to ask to find out:

Oh, that's explains a lot. Of course highly intelligent ghosts are afraid to settle in a city where one of the wealthiest people is a ghostbuster. That’s why there are so few ghosts in Gotham. Danny is such an idiot that he didn’t realize it before. Gothamites are odd. What if it's especially popular among local rich people? Even if it's not, according to rumors that Bruce’s a Batman's sponsor, Danny sure as hell screwed up. Hm, perhaps he should try to escape to the Infinite Realms through one of the Al Ghul's Pits if this guy Constantine will not answer to his call in a few more minutes.

[ask-the-crackhead-malignants]

why is the child on a leash (looking at header)

Just a little summary:

The one on the leash is GG, and the one holding the leash is Milshavski (best friend of Velveeta, the one who adopted GG with her sibling Oreo)

GG, as stated on her profile (you can go read that if you want), is an energetic teenager with a tomboy personality. She can also be real stubborn at times with some sass, which that can lead her causing chaos if you turn your back for one solid second

Of course, you can see the look on Shav's face that she is tired of GG's bullshit, I mean... who wouldn't be? Girl could drive you insane if she wanted to. Which is why GG is on a leash so she can't cause any damage to anything or anyone. She practically worse than a feral animal, or if not that, just as worse

[himegureisu]

my idiot

Summary: Aaron can be an idiot sometimes but he's your idiot.

“Why am I not surprised?”

They called you when the unsubs’ location was successfully identified. By the time the team made the arrest, you arrived in Ohio and were on the way to the local sheriff.

His ear drum ruptured at the last case in New York and bothered him at the slightest loud sound so when the doctor cleared him for field duty, you knew what happened. His charm offensive worked. Though you couldn’t blame the doctor, he can be very convincing.

With open arms, the BAU welcomed you at the entrance where their convoys were on standby. Their Unit Chief, your very handsome yet very stubborn boyfriend, gaped.

“You’re an idiot,” you said, as the team stepped aside to give you privacy, and he faced you, “but you’re my idiot,”

“I’m sorry,” he exhaled, as you crossed your arms unimpressed at his antics. “You know I’m not one to sit still,”

“Just don’t do it again, okay?” you whispered, stroking the curve of his bare ear, and he answered, “I make no promises,”

“You’re insufferable,” you huffed. His arms wrapped around you and you give in the embrace. “And yet, you love me,”

“I do love you very much,”

His cheeks instantly tinged in pink at your admission. Tiptoed, you kissed his cheek, and his rigid stance eased. The team came back with smiles on their faces despite the small cuts and hidden bruises. Their case was solved, a victory for the people.

“I’ll go get my bag,” he briefly walked away, and the BAU glanced at his form, as you explained. “He shouldn’t be flying,”

“It’s over seven hours back to Quantico,” Emily exclaimed, as Aaron shrugged about to say that he had done it before but you said, “You’re not driving,”

“We’ll switch,” he compromised, and you stared at him for a moment, knowing how he was, before conceding. “Fine,”

“You’ll see a lot of pretty country along the byways,” Rossi implied, “You might consider stretching it out a day or two.”

“We will,” he agreed, quite easily, must mean that his ear was truly annoying him, and you smiled at the old man, “Thanks, Rossi,”

His team bid their goodbyes as Aaron tossed the rental car keys to you. Your reflexes quick, caught the keys mid-air, as he stepped into the passenger seat.

“Where are we headed?” you asked, as he strapped in. “To the nearest accommodations,”

“I’m hungry, tired and I missed you,” he confessed, a faint smile on his usually stoic facade, as you started the car, “I intend to make these days count,”

“Okay, directions, please?”