#so i felt bad about sharing

[spotlightlover]

Reposting u/U_n_d_e_r_s_c_o_rr's post from reddit to clarify the rankings right now for those of us who are confused

[stars-obsession-pit]

Hello! Can do a chapter fic off this fic prompt Danny phantom x dc: https://www.tumblr.com/corkinavoid/767516270934556672/dpxdc-legal-power?source=share

This isn’t a one-to-one recreation of that dialogue but it’s based on that as a framework/premise

Batman dropped down into the room behind a pair of figures—a teenage boy and a slumped adult—letting his landing create an audible thump to alert them of his presence.

If the teen noticed, he didn’t react. Even as Bruce approached, he continued to stare impassively at the wheezing figure on the ground, an old wooden bat with flaking green paint on its side loosely held in his right hand. Bruce had already suspected who the figure would be since he arrived, but seeing the Joker so broken was still bizarre. No laughing, no schemes. He didn’t even seem to be attempting to escape his binds, just… lying there, almost as if pinned in place.

Bruce paused a step behind the teen. “I don’t know what the Joker did to you, but this isn’t the right way to go about this.”

The teen scoffed, and Bruce felt a painful lurch in his chest as he was reminded oh so strongly of his son Jason. “And what, let him go kill more people?”

“I know he deserves to face justice, but not like this. Everyone deserves a right to fair trial. No one person should be judge, jury, and executioner.”

The teen turned to look at him with glowing green eyes, and Batman felt himself freeze. He had faced gods before, yet even using that as a comparison felt like an understatement. The boy’s eyes belonged to someone far older than his teenage form implied, and they radiated power. Inevitability.

When the teen—no, the entity—spoke again, his words carried an unearthly echo. “Perhaps, but I’m not acting for just myself.” He paused, glanced down at the Joker, then asked almost conversationally, “Do you know how many people he’s killed?”

Another pause, but before Bruce could even try to answer, the entity continued, “Eight hundred and fifty-six. He’s ended the lives of eight hundred and fifty-six human souls. I can tell you about every single one, if you want. About who they were, what their dreams were before he killed them. About the pain they felt at his hands.”

He punctuated the word ‘pain’ by raising up the wooden bat in his hands and ramming its end down onto the Joker’s arm. He let out a wheeze, muffled by the gag in his mouth.

“I have a duty to my people. I am the King of the In-Between and of all the souls that pass through it—even ones whose stays were as brief as his. I am the rightful arbiter of his fate. And with that power, I sentence him to death.”

He raised the bat again, adjusting his grip so he’d hit with the side rather than the end this time, then paused and let out a chuckle. “Of course, just because it’s based on some justice doesn’t mean I can’t have a bit of fun with it too.” He swung the bat down, slamming it into the Joker’s side, then hooked it under the clown’s torso and flicked him up through the air to slam into the wall. “We all really hate this guy.”

With the entity’s attention fully turned away from him as he sauntered towards the Joker’s slumped figure, Bruce could finally unfreeze himself.

Even if the Ghost King did have the right to pass judgement on Joker, Bruce still couldn’t let torture go on like this. He wouldn’t win a direct fight, but he could hopefully at least grab the Joker and bring him over to the police. Carefully, he reached for some of the smoke bombs and batarangs on his belt and readied his grapple. He’d have to do this very, very fast.

But before he could move, another figure entered the scene. Red Hood, emerging from the shadows on the far side of the room, an unexpected bit of a pep to his step.

“Nice to see someone else who gets that that bastard needs to die. But if I may make a suggestion, how ‘bout you use a crowbar instead of that old bat? It’d be a bit more… fitting.”

[julijbee]

girlbossing too close to the sun.

[cloudinal]

Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me

[askgardenerwoods]

hi Emma! Who do you consider your friends do you have a crush on anybody?

" For crushes... "

[foxeste]

The power of fluffy chefs shines within you!

[nevermoorsource]

Thinking about this Nevermoor postcard from a 2017 Owlcrate Jr. box today…

[sewerratzz]

i think of all jrwi characters, the one most different in my brain from canon is jay ferin

in my head she’s buff & meaty, she’s got curly hair, her outfit’s a little different, more accessories, she has freckles, more green-blueish eyes, full lips, rounder face, her shoulders are always sunburned, etc etc

[robinson-graves]

[sits up suddenly from my coffin] anybody fuck with my super danganronpa 2 x guy who didnt like musicals au

[mer-se]

out and about in various locations collecting pretty views. 🌾

[gomzdrawfr]

wrote out plans and stared at my calendar, putting my hands together and mutter a quiet "you do need a break"

[c--3phoe]

theres probably someone whos already pointed this out, but anyway

so when in niko and edwin are in the gift shop by the lighthouse in episode 4 (??) theres a table with some dolls on it. and one of these dolls is a baby doll and when edwin sees it he looks at it with disgust (if i remember correctly) and turns the head away from himself. and that has got to be connected to him being tortured by a disgusting baby doll spider creature for 70 years, or at least thats what i think.

[leonardalphachurch]

it makes me insane when people think south is 100% in the wrong in the set your trackers scene because

SHES DOING STEALTH NORTH. WHAT DO YOU MEAN TALK TO YOU.

just. like. why do so many people take the directors word at face value on the fact that south was the one who fucked up there. we KNOW that pfl was actively manipulating her. why would their judgement in this situation be the objective truth.

and i’ll acknowledge that the narrative itself isn’t doing her any favors. but. read between the lines.

south is DEFINITELY over confident but she’s saying that setting her trackers “takes too long”. and it sucks bc we don’t actually know what “setting your trackers” entails. north tells south the next patrol is in 20 seconds and she seems confident she’ll be gone before then. and south is good at stealth. she fucking. fully trouble in terrorist towns a guy with his friend like 6 feet away. she was above north on the leaderboard before this mission! she knows what she’s doing. if “setting your trackers” takes a few seconds and she’s only got 20 then like. yeah, maybe she’s right! maybe setting them genuinely would have taken too long and gotten her caught! it’s definitely a risk but i don’t think it’s fair to assume it’s not one that she calculated and determined to be the best course of action.

and with her asking “what’s the time” i think it’s very fair to assume that pfl is asking them to work as quickly as possible with these things. if she had taken her time would she have gotten admonished for that? is that why north was below her in the first place? “taking risks” seems to be incredibly rewarded by pfl. or at least, they are as long as you’re the right person. they are as long as they pay off.

[cherry-treelane]

I find it so ironically funny when hardcore Debbie defenders use the defense that she was just a victimised teenage girl (agreed) and then proceed to slander Fiona and express their hatred for her character and lack of sympathy

as if being an adult magically absolves an individual of the horrifying trauma that precedes them and screws up their mentality and actions

funnily enough these people get mad at others for "expecting Debbie to be an innocent angel and hating on her for acting out as a result of trauma" (also agreed, debbie does deserve more sympathy, she can't be expected to grow up to be a perfect saint when she's been through so much) yet seem to hold Fiona to the same unattainable standards and put her on a pedestal as if she wasnt a child that was forced to intensely grow up while never actually being raised

like lets put this into perspective and remember that fiona grew up surrounded by corrupt morals and insanely screwed up behaviour yet still emerged as messed up, yes, but surprisingly good considering the situation she was in??? she had to navigate basic things such as morals and being a good, responsible person on her own. imagine how difficult it must be to lead a bunch of kids, including yourself, with no previous role model or good example of your own to follow. most of the time, she always tried to do what she thought was best and would have the most desirable outcome

[thatfriendlyanon]

<3

[ame-to-ame]

RAHHH DO I HAVE THOUGHTS