*The Wreckage He Left*

Do y’all know where the phrase “eat the rich” comes from or do you just repeat it cause you heard it elsewhere?

It’s not a bad thing, I just saw someone say “we never said who would eat the rich” and realized a lot of y’all might not have heard the full quote

It’s from Rousseau and it’s “When the people shall have nothing more to eat, they will eat the rich"

And, well, there’s a lot of people with nothing to eat…

-um c-can I talk to you?

-no. You're an asshole. I don't talk to assholes. It's bad for the soul you know, bad vibes and all that

(....this makes me happy)

Edit: OMG!! I just remembered where I got this from. I have a whole notes page in my phone about funny/meaningful quotes I've heard and I was wondering where I got this from because I forgot to write it down BUT I got it from a BNHA fic (maybe I'll Wattpad I don't remember) I remember it being funny as shit but I forget the name of it, so sorry, I'm sure someone out there knows the answer but that someone is not me. (It might have been a y/n or just an OC fic but in this world this girl goes to UA but I think there a mind reader or something and she tries to become best buds with Bakugo and despises Deku because he's a fake bitch and just emotionally manipulated everyone around him and a hating Bakugo, I think this quote is when she confronts deku about being a fake bitch I don't entirely remember it was a while ago)

Edit again!!! I found it! Here you go and you're welcome

Notes app dump!!!

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Elysian had many meanings but the one that stood out was how it was the place of the blessed after death. It had nothing to do with your actual quirk though, but you didn't care.

All stories have a beginning, but this does not necessarily mean that a beginning has to be the first part of a story. -It started... by DonJonson

Denki groans. “Look, as long as Bakugou doesn’t Baku-Bark at me, I think I’m safe.”

While both lassitude and lethargy describe a state of tiredness or inactivity, lassitude emphasizes a more general weariness and lack of interest, while lethargy specifically implies drowsiness or a decrease in consciousness. In simpler terms, lassitude is a feeling of being tired and not wanting to do anything, while lethargy is a more severe state of drowsiness and apathetic behavior.

he definitely has a little platonic crush, a squish, if you will

@Ty Cameron:"I am not an advocate for frequent changes in laws and constitutions, but laws and institutions must go hand in hand with the progress of the human mind” ~Thomas Jefferson

“We and the rain will take care of him. You were never here, but you must go before you are.”

“Hey, little listeners. I have a very special guest here who would like to party with you all!”

@❤️:fr I thought it broke…. no turns out im just broke😭

(First one as in broken promise second one as in no money. Talking about the ladies oven that when you pull it down it retracts in on itself)

@Setti Robson:I heard a quote once that said “I accept the bare minimum from my partners because I was taught to expect the bare minimum from the people who supposed loved me the most”

@ren:):dude. i had a dream once that i was waving out the window to a scary shadowy figure across the street. i was so scared of it for years, until i dreamed i was on the other side, waving back

@dumbitch'o'possum ✨️Scraprat✨️:that audio could fit maladaptive daydreaming. dreaming your life away only to wake up one day and realize your dreams have died years ago and you were stuck within the memory, chasing the fantasy.

@dumbitch'o'possum ✨️Scraprat✨️:you don't have to kill to be the death of others. "all I gave them was death" as her body rotted alive, withering from neglect, having chased a fantasy that made her forget her mortality.

@laurabrannann:“Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I have ever known.” - Chuck Palahniuk

@angrylez:But the juxtaposition of “I’m not a violent dog, I don’t know why I bite” and “The dog that weeps after it kills is no better than the dog that doesn't. My guilt will not purify me.” I know I am not a bad dog and yet still I bite, so does it really matter what kind of dog I am? I am still a dog that bites

@Cherub:I did not realize the 'great' in "Make America Great again" was referring to the Great Depression my bad guy

@yesenia 🌻:Make America Great…Ly depressed again omg

"You don't need a quirk to be great, Izuku. Just a heart that's willing to try."

@Bigulsworth:“Some people are nice even if their personality is a little different” damn

Every good thing in this world started with a dream

@Walbeard:To quote Brennan Lee Mulligan “are you striving for greatness or working to avoid disappointment?”

"-because I have TEETH! and I like to use them sometimes" 🤣💖 I don't know why I love this so much

@Lady_Brisarys:“Since light travels faster than sound, some people might seem bright until you hear them speak”😂😂

The itsy bitsy spider song- @Xander Wilgar:It's a song about fake hopes and how the upper class keeps raining down on the lower and middle class to keep them away from the ☀️

Men be like "Let me just play Devil's Advocate" like no, Shut up. You are the Devil:

-This post Has Influenced Me Beyond Reason.. Yesterday a man said to me "well, to be devil's advocate-" and I said "there's no 'advocate, men are the devil and when you speak its with his tongue" and he stared at me until be both awkwardly laughed bc I momentarily was haunted by a Victorian feminist ghost

-guy said he was being The devil's advocate girl responds with "self advocating? That's a bold move."

@Good2deigh:Sometimes you have to play the fool to fool the fool who thinks he's fooling you ~ September Virgo 🙋‍♀️

@Rita Gogo:“Disloyalty is never forgiven because where is Lucifer” you ate with that!!!

William Shakespeare once wrote “The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.” He wrote it in one of his less known plays called “As You Like It”

@Eric Michael: You can’t logic someone out of a position they didn’t logic themselves into.

My high school ceramics teacher when I asked a question he didn't know the answer to:

"I'm just a mushroom: Sitting in the dark eating bullshit"

The finest words of wisdom if I've ever heard em

@Bambi: decorum? in this economy? went bankrupt. it's all about debauchery now

OMG I love this so much!

We will not be silenced.

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They say it’s freedom, yet chains grow tight,

Taking back each hard-won right.

The voices strong, the voices clear,

Now met with walls and weighted fear.

What was once fought, now fades away,

A loss that deepens day by day.

Choice is shadowed, rights confined,

A quiet theft from heart and mind.

Hands that held the power near,

Now grasp at dreams once bright, once clear.

And laws slip through like poison threads,

Tearing lives where courage bled.

Women’s voices, fierce and bold,

Echo stories centuries old.

The battles waged, the wounds endured,

Are brushed aside, their truths obscured.

Yet still, they rise, they push, they fight,

In darkened halls, they burn for light.

For rights may bend, but roots run deep,

A fire that law cannot keep.

And though the world may silence now,

The spark remains—a solemn vow.

For every right that’s torn away,

Will find its strength in fierce array.

*Echoes of a Kingdom Lost*

He stood atop his gilded stage,

A kingdom built on fear and rage.

With words like fire, sharp and cold,

He took his power at a cost.

He promised glory, vowed to save,

Yet led the hopeful to a grave.

Beneath his smile, a shadow lay,

A price for dreams he threw away.

He silenced truth, distorted facts,

Bent the system till it cracked.

Cast out science, shunned the wise,

Blind to earth’s collapsing cries.

Where unity once tried to grow,

He sowed division, let it show.

Friends turned strangers, torn and crossed,

Trust among us slowly lost.

He placed a wedge, a sharpened thorn,

In places fragile, scarred, and worn,

And left us all to tend the tears

Of families broken, lost in fear.

Now echoes linger in his place,

A hollow throne, an empty space.

We stand and sift through what remains,

To heal, to grow beyond the chains.

With steady hearts, we face the cost—

To find the kingdom he has lost.

A spark ignites, a quiet flame,

It whispers first, then calls a name.

Through shadows deep, through silence thick,

It stirs the soul, it makes hearts quick.

The winds of change begin to blow,

A truth once buried starts to grow.

The old ways crack, the walls decay,

As voices rise and feet give way.

The roar of hope, the cry of pain,

A thunderclap, a driving rain.

Revolution calls with steady hand,

To tear apart, to take a stand.

The ground will tremble, hearts will race,

As power shifts, as hearts embrace.

The chains once held will break and fall,

And freedom’s light will pierce it all.

But revolution, fierce and wild,

Is never tame, nor always mild.

It burns the past, but leaves behind,

A future shaped by all mankind.

So when the drums of change are heard,

Let courage rise, let voices stir.

For revolution, bold and true,

Is born from hope and what we choose.

Damn I want a whole story on this now

I’ve seen that future…

If you had told Danny that joining the justice league would mean getting up at the ass crack of dawn to go to some stupid meeting, he never would have joined. Well that not fully true but he might have agreed to have a Zata tube installed in Amity. Even with how much he hates those things it still seems like a better idea now that he is flying through space trying to catch up with this stupid satellite. He was already late thanks to Skulker, which means he missed his perfectly times window to catch the watchtower in orbit so now he’s here playing catch up.

He didn’t even bother to slow down from his Mach 20 pace when he reached it. Just turned intangible and shot through the window into the meeting room. He was expecting to get scolded for being late. Or for his dramatic entrance but he was not expecting the other members to not notice him at all on account of them arguing.

Taking the golden opportunity to get out of a scolding, (he did not want to be the victim of another bat glare) he kept he’s mouth shut and floated down to Hal. Who seemed to be sulking off to the side of the fight. “Dude, what’s gonna on?”

“Batman,” the name was spat like a curse. “Had plans on how to take us all out.” Hal waved to the screen before him, inviting Danny to look.

“Really?” He floated to the screen, seeing files with each leaguer’s name. After a moment of hesitation, he clicked on his own.

“Yeah! Can you fucking believe this?” Hal growled out. “He planned on how to kill us all and is now acting like we’re the unreasonable ones.” Danny would normally be shaken by Hal’s anger. The guy so rarely got truly anger that it startled Danny every time. In that moment however he couldn’t bring his attention way from the screen. It was a decent plan. Risky, unlikely to work but decent. The fact Batman did this at all though. “You think you know a guy, right? Phantom?” Hal asked when he saw the ghost wasn’t responding to him.

Before he could continue his questioning Phantom shot off across the room. All leaguers that could keep up with the ghost speed braces from a fight when they saw him heading straight for Batman. They were anger with him yeah but they didn’t want him dead. They all knew Phantom was physically capable of doing that and had only seen him fly this fast in battle.

Their concern turned to confusion however when Danny stopped dead still just before the dark knight. Looking the man over before reaching to the side, Danny’s hand disappearing into a green vortex that appeared out of thin air. When he pulled back, a small metal box, no bigger than a watch box, laid in his hand as he presented it to Batman.

“This is a blood blossom.” The soft words cut through the tense silence. “It is one of, no it is the only thing that can kill me. For good.” Batman looked at the box, then at the boy. Determination sat on his brows despite the tired sadness that coloured his eyes. “If I…” His eyes broke away from the white lenses. “If I go bad. Please. I understand you don’t want to kill. So please, give this to someone who will kill me.”

No one moved for a moment as they processed the request. Emotions shifting wildly in them all. Superman’s landing on anger. “Why would you give him that?!” He stepped forward. “He already plans to kill us all why would you give him that?!”

“Because I’ve seen that future.” The conference was stated plainly. Melancholy waiting down on the boy as he turn to the others. “The realms are different than here.” His trembled. “Time works differently. You can walk into tomorrow and run into yesterday. Every possibly future exists within the realms.”

He scanned each heroes face as his voice harden. “I’ve seen what happens. I know what happens if I turn.” Danny took a deep breath as he met superman’s eyes. Gazing at him with eyes that saw more than what was in front of him. “I killed you first Clark.” It was stated as fact. Non of them could bring themselves to doubt him. “Then Diana. Then Hal. One by one each one of you were killed… by me.”

His breath came out frosted, his emotions making it hard to keep from freezing the watchtower as he turned back to Batman. “You survived the longest. Out of everyone here you got the closest to stopping me. In that reality however, you didn’t know about ghost. Didn’t know how to fight me.” He held out the box again. “Please, I can’t let that future happen.”

Everyone was stunned. Watching in silent shock as the horror of what Phantom said sunk in. Batman recovers quickest, slowly reaching out to grab that box which he now identified as being made of lead.

“Thank you Phantom.” There was more to those words than what it may appear. A silent reassess that the ghost picked up on.