#they’d be the best of friends

[tk-bubblyboba]

Tmnt crossover fic writers I beg thee to include the mutanimals. There is so much opportunity, for instance-

Leatherhead is 8’0 while rise Raph is 6’0

Leather head is humongous, and very strong, he can completely engulf 2012 Donnie’s head in his hand. Do you know what this means?

Leatherhead can give rise Raph piggyback rides and completely engulf him in hugs

[mal3vol3nt]

sometimes you find gold on twitter. this is one of those times

[chloesimaginationthings]

vanny is too gay to function, seeing the huntress just makes her mind melt haha

Vanny is so real for this… she’s just relatable

[thecomfywriter]

one day, someone is going to simp for my favourite oc harder than me, and i will no longer be a one-woman act in this fanclub

[obsessedwithstarwars]

Question for the DP fandom:

Do you think Danny’s hair turns white when it falls out? It’s technically dead cells anyway but when it naturally falls off his head, do you think it turns white? Because I think it would be hilarious if his hairbrush just has white hair, no black strands whatsoever, and his significant other thought the worst until they know his secret.

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Down on Yeoh luck (dp x dc)

“Hey Alysiah, I’m ordering from Del Taco, you want anything?” Jazz yelled for her roommate.

“No, thanks,” said roommate answered as she popped her head around the corner of the living room. “I have a date with Jo tonight.”

“Oh yeah,” Jazz said. “Say hi to her from me.”

Alysiah waved her hand agreeably before disappearing around the bend. A few seconds later she was back with two dresses in hand. “Which one do you like better?” 

Jazz uncrossed her legs and leaned in. “How formal is it?”

“Not. We’re going to a wine bar,” Alysiah said, “Jo knows the owner.”

“Is there going to be food?” Jazz asked, though her mind was still on the two dresses.

“Snacks, but I had a late lunch just in case,” her roommate said.

Jazz nodded before pointing towards one of the dresses. “The black one.”

“Thanks, Jazz!”

A few moments later, Alysiah walked back out wearing the dress and Jazz settled back in to watch some old reruns of some old detective show. Then it was time for supper and she reheated a plate for herself before settling back down in front of the TV, with no plans to move for the rest of the night. And so she did.

Since she’d come to Gotham, life had become pretty peaceful. Not that Gotham was a peaceful city, far from it, but she wasn’t in the thick like she had been back in Amity. It was, well, nice to be able to have an evening completely to herself.

Just as she had the thought, a spectral vulture phased through her ceiling, its fez hat bright red and apparent.

“Seriously!” Jazz said as she jumped behind the couch as an ectoblast hit it, and crawled for her bag she’d left in the entryway, a few meters away

“Plasmius sends his regrets that he couldn’t come fetch you in person.”

This was borderline insulting. To think, Vlad had believed that one of his feathered minion could single-handedly grab her. Jazz reached her bag, and started rummaging quietly in it.

“Plasmius requires your presence,” continued the vulture, not even trying to get a line of sight to his kidnappee, which wow. Henchman-ery had really gone downhill hadn’t it?

She closed her fingers around the metal cylinder and with a victorious smirk, aimed the lipstick laser and fired right into vulture’s stomach, sending it flying into the wall, and tumbling down.

Without wasting a second, Jazz booked it for her room and went straight for the closet. She extracted a box and took her Fenton thermos out of it, and as she started turning, caught a movement on the side of her eyes.

She got down to the ground, the vulture’s talon only brushing her shirt before it phased through her closet and out of her bedroom.

Knowing her best bet was to get to the most open space so the vulture couldn’t take advantage of its intangibility as much, she ran back to the living room. Where she stood in the middle of the room, slowly pivoting in a circle, waiting. There was nothing but the sound of her breath and the vague mumblings coming from the still-open TV. 

Then, the hair on her nape stood up, and there was the sound of a key in the lock.

Jazz didn’t have time to look because just then, the vulture dove for her. She rolled away, barely evading the talons once again and came up to her feet, just in time to point the thermos and soup the vulture in for good.

With a relived huff she capped the thermos and froze as she caught sigh of her roommate standing in the entryway, her face frozen in surprise.

There was a beat as the two girls just looked at each other, before Alysiah let out a long sigh.

“If I had a nickel for every time my red headed roommate turned out to be a vigilante,” she started. “I’d have two nickels.”

Jazz tilted her head. “That is weird that it happened twice.”

[princessdave]

LQG and MBJ never interacted in cannon, and I think that’s a real loss. Imagine the sheer lack of conversation they’d have. Absolute crickets. Wolves howling and tumbleweeds rolling past

[burgerputty]

Hate them so much

[yuripira4e]

thinking about this one Superbat fic I read where they had to fake date or whatever but in it while they’re still in pre- relationship, they like fall asleep in the same bed, play games with their kids, and like shower while the other one is also in the bathroom and it’s like “oh yeah they’ve dealt with shit from crying into the others shoulder to literally trying to fuck each other during sex pollen episodes; there’s no world where they’re not the epitome of comfortable with each other even if they don’t think the other one returns their romantic feelings” and I just have to say I agree and I think about that hc at least once a week

[epic-edster]

Venture digs themselves into a better game

[orangerosebush]

At once, Artemis has this all-consuming need for control and rejects being treated as a child, yet nonetheless, there's a longing for the protection (care?) of childhood that he sees as beyond his grasp (“It’s too late for me [..] am too old for tussles with Father" in TTP). During the months of recovery, post-resurrection, I would imagine Artemis feeling almost uncomfortable with the sustained gentleness of the life he’s been thrust back into.

[dreadpirateurania13]

In the trailer, when Sonic says “what did you do?”… despite the cut to Shadow saying “what I had to.” I don’t think Sonic is speaking to Shadow in that scene. I think he’s been lied to by the general/G.U.N. about WHY Shadow is on a rampage. When he figures it out he confronts (probably) the general who then tells him the line “but where you found family and friends, Sonic, Shadow found only pain and loss.”

[duckieduccss]

Mini “what if” scenario doodle✨

“What if after arriving to kaiju island, Emi finds new kaiju friends to play & have fun with. Also what if it was Godzilla’s own kids???”

(she still misses her dad ofc but if she gets to see him again, she’ll have plenty to share with him about her new friends ^^⭐️)

[Im also planning to color this in so stay tuned!!!]

[nightswatchdisbandmentera]

In the whole “what would the Starks do if Jon’s parentage ever came to light” debate, the most interesting figure to me is Robb Stark. Ned is already caught between a rock and a hard place: duty and love to both his king and his sister’s son, though he already committed treason once to save Lyanna’s boy. Catelyn the embodiment of the Tully words, “family, duty, honor”, is fiercely loyal to her husband and children - but not to Jon. So if she was ever put in a position to choose, it’s obvious what she would do. Then there’s Robb. He’s his father’s heir, his mother’s pride. He’s named after Robert Baratheon, the ruling king of the seven kingdoms, as a testament to his father’s upbringing and love for his friend. But Jon is his brother; his best friend; his greatest companion. Where Ned’s choice would leave him conflicted, Robb doesn’t share the same loyalty to the king. So when forced to fight for the crown or his brother’s life, he’d obviously choose his brother. Which would be an interesting twist of fate. Ned and Robert rebelled for their lives many years prior. How interesting it would be for the boy who bears Robert’s name and the boy who bears Ned’s face to rise in rebellion again.

[derrygirlstrash]

Clare is mischaracterized a lot lowkey because I think people love Clare for being an anxious lesbian so much that they instinctively craft a more palatable version of that trait onto her and it’s a shame because Clare is a fascinating little beastie. She is childhood friends with the likes of Erin and Michelle for a reason after all. She is arguably just as selfish as Erin /affectionate and just as impulsive as Michelle /affectionate it just is formed around the insane molten hot anxiety disorder inside her little lesbian brain. She thinks she’s better than them when in reality she is just as bad.

I’d argue she stays selfish /affectionate longer than Erin does. Until the final two episodes I fully believe Clare would have sold any of them up the river for a corn chip if that corn chip would save her skin. It’s often said that Clare and James hold the single brain cell but I think the truth is likely that Orla holds it and they just forgot to use it or hand it to someone cause they were going ham on a bag of sweets.

If you hate Erin for her selfish traits and just kinda forget that Clare is just as bad then idk what to tell you they’re birds of a feather.

[seagull-scribbles]

💥Loud and Proud💥