#this is so stupid help

[undercovercannibal]

(I thought of this at 4 am while sitting on the toilet)

[stiffyck]

You can thank @/happy-hermit that this exists. Her typo is the reason this is a thing.

[pibafish]

Sparkle on! It's Swordsday! Don't forget to be yourself!

other versions under the cut woohoo

[ffaeb]

/dsmp /rp

Thinking about the common headcanon of cTubbo being cSchlatts son and Schlatt being Puffys sibling/brother. Theres a whole family tree there, but something that I'm fairly sure is actually confirmed canon is that Puffy is Dreams mother, adopted or not.

Which, in theory, if this is true or even just in the context of a headcanon, makes Tubbo related to Dream.

Which definitely may or may not be an issue for cTommy.

[austinwehaveaproblem]

sillies

[k-rui]

meet mihoyame haru: the nobody npc thats in kamiyama high and class 2-b. hes on sports teams. thats it.

no sekai

no important friend group

nothing

and heres this 😻

hes literally unimportant to anything

*only kinda friends with tsukasa. only because tsukasas friendly with everyone and everyone knows him LMAO

rui and him r onesided

[izzyfredpony]

The plot to "Pipe Down!" From Nintendo's adventure book series

[hazelnut-u-out]

i'm having dumb little thoughts about rick and morty rn, but i can literally post whatever i want- so, oh well:

i don't mean to throw shade or anything, but i would definitely subscribe to morty's youtube channel and ignore rick's.

you just know that morty's would be entertaining to watch. he'd be trying to do what other people on youtube do- vlogging, comedy skits, pranks (on rick ofc), gaming (i just know he would be the cutest lil let's player ever). he'd be awkward, the pacing would be weird, and the jokes wouldn't land- but that'd be why it worked. i like to think he'd be nervous that rick would get angry if he caught him filming him, but he's ALWAYS with rick, so he'd just be like... shakily sneaking a few frames of rick here and there. hiding the camera in his lap to get shots of them in the ship.

"h-hi and welcome back to my channel! this is my- my day on zorpatheon 9!" *loud ass royalty free music plays over his little intro* (he has 4 subscribers)

rick's would be one of those channels that's like "watch me build this robot on 3x with no music or voiceover" or "fine... i'm going to teach you how to recalibrate a lavatic reactor core, but i WILL be insulting your intelligence for even looking up a tutorial in the first place." he'd probably have morty off to the side holding all of his shit or showing each tool to the camera like a beauty guru, but when morty tries to quip a joke, he'd get so annoyed.

[teethflavoured]

mmm banana.

[fruitbatz2000]

[presidentcircles-assistant]

hi, i’m a square. did you know you have rights? constitution says you do; and so do i

[littlecowmoo]

So I thought of something very very dumb...

Just so ya know, I took this whole thing from an YouTube channel called simgim-

Ghost hunting:

Mimic: there are a lot of scary places in Mobius... But none has scary has the hotel hotel hotel

it has a very dark history...

I, along with the bad guys , will be investigating hotel hotel hotel

Mimic: Clutch? 

Clutch: that's me

Mimic: ..... I don't shake hands–

clutch is the owner of hotel hotel hotel

so.. This place haunted?

Starline: Duh why else would we be here? 

Mimic: shut up

Clutch: this place is very haunted

Mimic: have there been any deaths here? 

Clutch: oh yah, around 2,000

Mimic: 2,000? 

Clutch: yah give it or take it! 

Mimic: uh Huh! I ain't messing with that!

Rough: you can't just walk away, we have a show to do! 

Mimic: I don't give a fu-

Mimic the octopus apologies for walking away and taken a bus out of the city

Tumble: so… have you seen any ghosts here? 

Starline: no it's spirits

Tumble: what? 

Starline: you have to say spirits.. Because it's more respectful that way

Mimic: their dead I don't they care

Starline: fine, if you wanna sound like an amateur

Rough: shut up starline, you know nothing about ghost hunting

Starline: I know you call them spirits! 

Clutch: I've seen and felt many things in this building... They mess with people, they mess with the lights, especially room 101, that's definitely where the most activity takes place…

Starline: wait… 

Tumble: what? 

Starline: room 101...you add that and you get 2..2 is the number of the devil

Mimic: 666 is the devil's number

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Mimic: Tonight, we will lock down in hotel hotel hotel! 

okay, I'm here with Rough in the lobby while Starline and Tumble are in the kitchen

Rough: oh my Chao you look weird

Mimic: that's because we're in night vision

Rough: you look like a ghost

Mimic: wait a minute, why is that light on? 

Rough: I don't know, I turn off the lights before we started

Mimic: UH-UH! remember what clutch said

Clutch: they mess with the lights

Rough: must been a ghost 

Mimic: oh my GAWD! Is somebody there?! 

Rough: … I forgot to turn off that light

Mimic: don't be SHY! 

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Tumble: this is so creepy… 

Starline: They say 500 people die here

Tumble: no one says that

Starline: 500 dead people.. Here.. I got the chills

Tumble: my butt feels tangley…

*Loud noises in the back*

Tumble: oh my gawd! What was that?! 

Starline: it sounded like pans or something.. Are you cooking spirits?

Tumble: can you even cook? 

Starline: oh my gawd, Tumble you can't ask that

Tumble: what you mean? 

Starline: don't be rude to the spirits! 

Tumble: just because their in the kitchen and dead, doesn't mean they can cook, Starline 

*more pans sounds* 

Starline: What was that!? 

Tumble: it's coming over there

*PANS HITTING* 

starline: oh my gawd! 

Mimic: what Tumble captures next is incredible....

as the noise sounds again, look closely at the pan on the counter.... 

if you watch carefully... Nothing happens

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 Mimic: me and Tumble are in the boiler room…

Tumble: oh my gawd did they boil people here?

Mimic: that's not what a boiler room is for, my gawd! 

Tumble: you telling me they don't boil in a place called a boiler room? I wasn't born last year🙄

Mimic: stop talking, let's see what the ghost has to say. okay this device wi-

Tumble: how come I can't hold the devic-

Mimic: because I'm already holding it

Tumble: what if it's me they wanna talk too

Mimic: this device will show us what the words the ghost are telling us

Tumble: Did you boil people here? 

Mimic: wow

*It says… big butt* 

Mimic: oh! They're complimenting Mimic the octopus 😁

Tumble: no they could be talking about me

Mimic: my butt's bigger so

Tumble: ghost who are you talking about? Me or mimic

*it says… Starline* 

Mimic: ….This thing is clearly broken *throws it and breaks it*

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Rough: this is the most active room

Starline: I know I got the chills

let's communicate with the spirits! 

Rough: what do we say? 

Starline: we have to be... Respectful… 

SHOW YOURSELF YOU STUPID BISH!! 

Rough: oh my Chao.. *walks away*

Starline: where you going, we have to sp-

Rough: no *leaves* 

Starline: …quitter! You're just like the  spirits, you're a wimp

I won't quit! It's just you and me spirit

Zavok: Grrrr

Starline: was that a growl? 

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Mimic: ghost in the area, gonna need a prayer from ya🎶 we in this hotel-

Tumble: what are you doing? 

Mimic: what-? 

Tumble: why are you rapping? 

Mimic: Mimic the octopus always has time to rap!

Tumble: you would lri scare the ghost away.... Stop

Mimic: at this moment it dawned on me, that I needed to sent Tumble away or I was gonna turn him into a ghost

Come on, ghost! Show me a sign that you are here!..... 

*A music box started to play* 

Mimic: what the... You guys hear that?

Tumble: yah we hear it

Rough: tell the ghost to change the station, this music sucks

Mimic: Okay I think I know what's going on here! I know what you want

UH~! speak to me  Caspar! 🎶 *Twerks*

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Mimic: at this moment, the static camera's microphone recorded some compelling audio

*"What the hell?"*

*"What the hell?"*

*"What the hell?"*

Mimic: the ghost is clearly cheering me on!

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Starline: okay... You can growl, so what? Grrrr I can growl too! 

 Zavok: *Hits the wall* 

Starline: ... Wow! You can hit things! I'm not impress-

Zavok: *picks him up and throws him* 

Starline: OH MY GAWD!! 

Tumble: should we help him? 

Rough: probably

Mimic: let's go

None of us help him.. Because the walk was to far

Starline: don't worry! I made it out alive, because I'm a fighter and a survivor!

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[edcarterssword]

Stupid The Enemy crack ship I came up with at 2am: Lewis x Kwanele.

Take it or leave it idc.

[butchdykekondraki]

happy 21st of september, cunts

[ikiprian]

Mr. Fenton is a competent teacher. Almost too competent.

If Mr. Daniel Fenton had any more than a BS (with a minor in education), Tim would’ve flagged his profile as a potential Rogue. That’s the way of most charismatic academics, at least in Gotham. (Got a PhD? Instant watchlist.) Instead, he’s Gotham Academy’s newest celebrity, as a young, passionate, out-of-towner substitute while the chemistry teacher’s on maternity leave.

Tim gets the hype. Fenton seems to genuinely love teaching, and is invested in the welfare of the student body. He hands out bananas during exam week, hosts a “study habits seminar” each month to coach effective learning strategies, and the third time Tim falls asleep in his class, he even pulls Tim aside to ask if he’s doing okay. With all the late work he accepts and the protein bars he sneaks Tim, he’s every teen vigilante’s dream teacher. He could’ve been Tim’s favorite.

In fact, Mr. Fenton was Tim’s favorite. Up until Tim walks into Mr. Fenton’s chemistry classroom for a forgotten textbook, an hour after the final bell.

On the board where tallied scores for today’s review game had been kept, “THE CHEMISTRY BEHIND DR. CRANE’S FEAR GAS: ANXIOGENICS, NERI’S, & YOU,” is now scrawled. A detailed diagram of the human endocrine system projects in front of a small crowd of adoring and attentive students.

Fenton is wrist-deep in the skull cavity of an anatomical model. A short tug, and out pops the brain.

It’s plastic. It’s fake.

Tim identifies the nearest emergency exit.

Fenton turns to the door, and in the dark classroom with the projector illuminating half his face, his eyes almost seem to flash red. “What’s up, Tim?” he asks. His friendly grin is too big for his face. “I didn’t know you wanted to join the Just Science League!”

[OR: Danny’s a science teacher at Tim’s school. Gotham’s a pretty wild place, even for someone who grew up a superhero in a ghost-infested town, so he takes it upon himself to start a club teaching kids how to manage themselves in the event of a crisis. These Gothamites are pretty hardy, but a little extra training never hurt anybody! And he suspects one of his students might be a teen vigilante, like he’d been, back in the day. As a senior super, it's Danny’s duty look out for him! Surely, this is the subtlest and most appropriate way to give the kid pointers.]

[Tim immediately assumes supervillain.]

[nucleargnocchi]

mr. rogers: keep your eyes peeled.

amelia bedelia: keep my eyes fucking what