deyageka · 10 months ago
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Guys… pls… we’re in the middle of a mission
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nosyrobin · 18 days ago
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Kon-El: *points to the twins* they attack?
Tim: *holding Damian and you* worse. They judge you.
Toddler! Damian and You: *glares intensely at the kryptonian boy*
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spacedace · 1 year ago
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Found this old snippet and don't really remember of the context for it outside of being a joking exploration of how weird the Fenton/Phantom family tree would seem to outsiders (not even getting into how relationships might be classified differently between the human side & the ghost side)
Anyway gonna drop it here as a prompt lol
Mind the quick reference to dismemberment, there's no gore or detailed description and no one is actually hurt, it's more there for comedic effect, but still wanted to give the heads up on it 👍
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Nomad motioned to the towering, vaguely vampire-looking buff dude with literal flaming hair what the fuck, “Dan, this is everyone. Everyone this is Dan. He’s my…” Nomad trailed off and blinked, a look of confused befuddlement on her face as she let the sentence hang for too long.
“Huh…” She said considering, looking up at vampire-dude, Dan apparently, with a confused furrow on her brow. “You know this is the first time I’ve ever had to try and explain our relationship to each other and I’m drawing a blank and what exactly to call you. Uncle? Dad? Brother? Like, I think you could technically be considered all three.”
What the fuck did that mean??? Kon snapped his attention over to meet Tim’s masked gaze, the look of wild confusion Kon was sure was on his own face mirrored there. Around the meeting room confused and worried looks were being shared by the rest of the League. Which like, yeah, what in the Habsburgs was happening here for all of those terms to be applicable?
“Well, you’re Danny’s Mirror, so if you consider him your dad then it stands to reason I’m also your father.” Dan said, hand coming up to his - literally flaming, how did that work? - goatee thoughtfully.
“Yeah but like, I call Danny dad just to piss Vlad off.” Nomad countered, toying with her severed arm with her still attached hand. Kon didn’t think he’d ever get over how casual she was about being literally disarmed and just…not caring. “And I definitely don’t see you as a dad. Uncle?”
The giant of a ghost shook his head with a frown, “Implies that Danny and I are brothers, which could work but gives our relationship kind of a weird vibe. I feel more like his father than anything.”
“Gramps, then?”
“No.”
Nomad laughed, “Fair, wouldn’t want to take the title of Grampa away from CW. Besides we’re both half Vlad, so I think brother works best here.” She frowned, looking thoughtful, “Maybe half brother?”
Dan considered, “Half-brother could work. Though it gives Vlad more credit than he deserves.”
“Oh come on, can you imagine the look on his face if we went in together on suing him for child support?” Nomad asked, fanged grin wicked. Dan’s face lit up at the idea, and Kon felt like they were rapidly heading towards the two ghosts running off to go and go torment whoever this Vlad guy was rather then them help deal with the current demonic problem at hand.
“Can you please explain what any of that means?” Kon asked, more a squeak than anything else. He was starting to get a headache.
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breoasis · 23 days ago
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— Arcanxo —
Alternate version:
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superfandomcorp · 5 months ago
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Alex: Luthor, why are you still single?
Lena: because of Kara.
Kara: excuse me? How is it my fault?
Alex: I think Lena is pretty obvious about her feelings towards you.
Kara: but I'm not a mind reader, you're not exactly obvious!
Lena: I filled your office with flowers and bought a company for you, I was pretty obvious.
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sobbing and crying because i got this wrapper on a chocolate
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and i immediately thought of this:
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These kids will be the death of him.
Steve already knew this, mind you, he just thought the threat of actually dying from anything having to do with them was finally behind him for good.
But today.
Today, El was given a chocolate.
It was a leftover from Easter, one of those ones that has some sort of phrase typed on the inside of the wrapper (She probably shouldn’t have even eaten it, does chocolate go bad? They’re in the end of summer now..).
The kids were all at Steve’s, taking a last bit of a breather together before school started again. Before he, Robin, and Eddie make their move to Chicago. Before they’ll all be separated until a holiday rolls around.
Steve was lounging back on one of the chairs at the edge of his pool when El came up to him; Robin was on a chair of her own on his left, and Eddie, his darling boyfriend (Boyfriend! Can you believe that??), floating amongst the other gremlins still in the pool.
El’s shadow blocked the sun from his face when she stepped up to the other side of his chair, looking down at him with a determined look on her face (though the look is softened immensely by her chewing).
He smiles up at her, “What can I do for you, Bells?”
She doesn’t say anything, just swallows down whatever was still in her mouth and leans forward to hug him tightly around his arms and chest.
“Whoa, hey, You okay?” he says, starting to panic a bit, sitting up straight while wrapping an arm back around her. She’s not normally touchy or affectionate to others outside Hopper and the Byers, so he’s concerned, okay?
“I am okay,” she says, pulling back and handing him a shiny something. Steve takes it from her, recognizing as soon as he takes it, reading the chocolate’s message.
‘Hug the sunlight.’ is typed into the center of the foil.
El starts to explain before he can ask. “Eddie always calls you ‘Sunshine’, so I concluded this meant you.” She nods once in finality, and turns on her heel back to the chair she was sharing with Max.
Like he said, these kids are going to be the death of him.
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hawkinslibrary · 3 months ago
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El Hopper Stranger Things 2 Chapter Seven: The Lost Sister | 2.07
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bee-doodle · 3 months ago
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Imagine knowing you’re hotter than your crush’s twink boyfriend…
Anyway this is based off of this Madilyn Mei song everyone go listen to it and then draw some romance to go along :)
Now have some alternate lyrics that made me laugh way too hard:
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punkeropercyjackson · 1 month ago
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Normies gettin' mad at canon punk characters being made black will NEVER not be funny😭Wether it be popular headcanons or official,it's objectively the correct route to go when it comes to punk characters' heritage,punk IS black heritage because niggas created punk culture.Y'all look like Boo Boo The Cop
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strange-0 · 1 month ago
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The rizzler
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tomatoart · 5 months ago
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me if drawing inconsistently was a job 💸💰
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deyageka · 10 months ago
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Doods
+ Greta and Bart as Wanda and Pietro
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hello-sweetheart · 1 month ago
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Steve who has Great Dane vibes
Like he’s a big guy athletic so you know he’s mostly muscle and he seems unaware of this fact
He likes to sprawl on people. Just leans his full weight on their back or throws an arm around their shoulder and has the audacity to relax into it
As if he’s not a hulking figure of a man much like a Great Dane will try and insist that they can sit on your lap
And everyone around him is either tiny or scrawny or BOTH so they end up winded half the time, push him off them like “steve buddy pls… I can’t breath”
Steve sprawling on robins back while’s she’s browsing language books and accidentally smooshing her into a bookshelf when he goes deadweight on her-
Robin: oh god this is how I die? get off me!!
Steve (whining): but you’re taking soo looong
Steve trying the same thing on Mike (his favorite victim)
Steve: oh no! Gravity is increasing on me
Mike already knocked splat on the ground: NO ITS NOT!!
Steve (goes deadweight): is too Mike, the same thing happened yesterday
Mike: YOUR BUTT IS CRUSHING ME
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who-always-pays-their-taxes · 2 months ago
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notbecauseofvictories · 10 months ago
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It's heartening sometimes to realize how incredibly ordinary historical figures looked. If you watch a bunch of period dramas, you come away thinking that history was made exclusively by shockingly attractive people---when actually, famous poets with burnished names look more like Jim, The Local Bank Manager; artists who broke the mold wouldn't look out of place scrolling through their phone on the subway. You could walk past the absurdly wealthy doyennes of society in the grocery store and never give them a second glance.
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chicasullen · 10 months ago
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ella solo intenta ser feliz
tropezando está ˟̑*̑❤︎*̑˟̑
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