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This (@omaxy ) is a fake blog and steal content of people from here n there even erase their watermark n post on their own blog mainly stealing from @melancholiacs
Again changed their fake personality plz report
what do you mean elon musk did a nazi salute on live tv at the united states presidential inauguration twice and is now erasing the evidence off the internet by replacing the footage with the crowd cheering instead?
would be a shame if people reblogged this, wouldn’t it?
I don't really believe in separating the art from the artist, but I remember how much it hurt when I found out Rowling was an absolutely shit person and so I do worry about the Gaiman fans out there who are in pain because of the article that was dropped today. I hope this helps.
me tweaking out trying to find that one good fanfic
Yikity yeet ive stolen your sheet(shit)
Put your clothes back on, I lied. i wanna build puzzle >:D
Woahhhh nice doodles! also congrats on passing the permit test.
It’s my 16th birthday today 🤞🤞 Finally caught up with all friends
Here’s some of my personal favorite drawings I made (notice how half are doodles)
Batman is a bisexuality disaster and all his kids know this and tease them on it, thinking theirs no way they'd fall for Mr. Bisaster's footsteps. Jokes on them... Damian, Tim, and Jason did not expect to meet the Fentons Siblings.
That is not being a bi disaster. It's just a strength kink.
Give any bat someone who can lift them without effort and you give them a minor *error reboot* moment!
Dick is laughing his ass off at them though. They teased him about red heads, and they ALL fall for a set of siblings?
I am sick, dizzy, and can barely think but you know what would be WILD?
If the DC universe was an echo of Danny’s world. What if the continents of their planet shifted enough where Amity is now in New Jersey and had then become Gotham.
And when Danny died underneath the portal a part of his death fractured and imprinted itself into those various worlds. One of them being Gotham, where Danny’s home ironically used to be where Wayne Manor used to be.
So just imagine it, you’re coming back from patrol, grimy, sweaty, and with questionable intentions by dressing as an overgrown bat when suddenly the lights dim. It dims and brings darkness, only enough light to catch the beady marble eyes of the bats you fear.
And then electricity jumps in the middle of the room, flinging itself around like an agitated snake in wide open circles.
Everyone is backing away, some weary, some cursing, some just half way out of their own suit.
And then a child — barely as old as your youngest now, flickers to life before you, screaming and screaming, wailing in pain as the scent of burning flesh mingles into the air. You can see the boy, black hair and blue eyes that underneath the bright light that burns them is causing black to turn white, and blue to turn green.
The electricity crackles and when the boy is about the drop, limp, certainly lifeless, he vanishes as if nothing had ever been there.
But he comes back, he always comes back, in the moment of calm and in the moment of despair, echoing that painful wailing of death.
It’s so wrong.
It’s very, very wrong.
It didn’t even matter anymore why the boy showed up, only that this moment of pain continues to haunt the cave of heroes.
Continuously haunting, even as some whispered apologizes when the boy appeared. Continuously haunting, even as some provided songs of comfort when the boy appeared. Continuously haunting, even as stories of Gotham are told and promises (though uncertain and flimsy at best) are spoken to the wailing boy who always drops fast and disappears just as quickly.
Always, it was the same.
Until one day it wasn’t.
The electricity crackled like it always did. A spark, and then a calamity of light. And the boy would be there, uncurling himself into a tense position as he would wail.
But not this time.
Instead the boy curled himself in the air, calm as can be, almost as if he were sleeping. Even the electricity that they have learned to dance away from was calm, gentle, like ocean waves.
And when the electricity vanished, the boy did not, instead dropping to the floor where Dick was quick to catch him, grunting in preparation of weight only to show alarm at how thin the boy truly was.
On that face that has haunted them all for months is just a boy, sleeping, and scarred. A boy breathing very slow, slower than what they would like, but here in the physical realm with them.
Dick brushed back bangs of black hair, and slowly, ever so slowly, glazed blue eyes stared back.
Honestly same-
And he's correct, he could do that.
dialogue by @twipsai
Yes...
Gets mad, squids out
useless ray of goddamn sunshine
I love a character raised to be a weapon as much as the next guy. But what really gets me is a character raised to be a shield. Who can’t fathom being needed—or even being wanted— beyond keeping others safe. Who believe they are alive only to insure someone doesn’t die. no matter the cost. Characters who self-sacrifice not because they think they deserve it, but because no one else does deserve it, and it’s their job to protect.
Characters who’ve been told that’s why your important. Your worth something because this other person/ thing is important, and you are here solely to keep them safe.
Bonus points if it’s not a legitimate job they’ve been given. Maybe at one point it was, but now that they are free from it, they haven’t given up that mentality. No one is forcing or asking them to do this, but they need to. They need to in order to be deserving.
First neil gaiman book !
We have been through many wars before, but this war was not like the ones before it. Our lives were turned upside down. We became displaced from one place to another. We are the Anas family, residents of northern Gaza, specifically in the Shujaiya area. In the first week of the war, we fled our home because everyone considered our home to be in a dangerous area. We moved to the Rimal area, specifically in the middle of Gaza. There, we received the news that our home, which contained all our beautiful memories, was bombed. Suddenly, it was gone!!! Just thinking that your home, which you worked hard on and built from scratch and took a lot of your life, was gone in less than a second ! After a while, we left the sands to the Al-Zawaida area because of the heavy shelling. We stayed there for about two weeks, and then the terrorist army asked us to go to Rafah. We actually fled for the fourth time to Rafah and stayed there for two months, some of the most difficult days of our lives, as there was no way or means to live a normal life. 😔😔 After that, because of the invasion of Rafah, we moved to Deir al-Balah. Now, we are in very difficult and oppressive circumstances.
[Podfic] The Beverage Comrade by @sishal01
DC/Marvel: Clint Barton/Roy Harper
Rated: G | No Warnings | Length: 12 minutes
Roy is alone in a new city, trying to forget about his loneliness through caffeine and sugar. It doesn’t work. Not until he suddenly isn’t alone anymore. The thing is just that he has no clue who his new beverage comrade is.
This shit right here I would watch the movie and the TV show spinoff
“I will train these new teen superheroes like the nation wanted, make sure they will survive and win. But I promise you General, someday I will drag you to hell for conscripting these kids into child soldiers.”
As a child a hero stood by as your family was slaughtered, too afraid to intervene. Now as an adult you are a hero yourself. One day the government assigns you a partner to take down a villain, the exact one who killed your family and your partner is the hero who allowed it to happen.
Holy shit 4 years across many throwaway blogs I've searched and I've finally found it!
what if we took the kid from this post …
AND GAVE HIM THE BACKGROUND/PERSONALITY OF THIS POST
AND MAYBE WE CALL HIM GREG OR SOMETHING.
you guys ever have someone ask you if wanna go do something they know you have to do anyway?
[understimulated] she still shouldn't be at the club
[overstimulated] she should not be at the club
OKAY sooo!!
May i request a romantic Jax x fem reader, where the reader is a HOTTIE. like baddie vibes LMAO. Instead of a toy ish them to her new body, she got granted with a Jessica rabbit type of body. And lowk Jax is down BADDD. LIKE he melts like putty around her :((
Debated on if I should do a second request and decided to knock this one out rq!! Typing this up on mobile while I'm trying to stay awake <|3
Okokokok so
Cartoon world physics
He probably makes heart eyes at you, like, his pupils go from being rectangular to being hearts yk
I think he also subconsciously stamps his foot when you flirt with him
I think he also does that when hes mad but that's a general hc, yk, like how bunnies stamp their feet irl
Do NOT grab his chin and make him look at you he WILL explode!!!
Honestly seeing his ego and confidence and "I don't care" attitude just
Disappear
Is a weird sight
But jax is just absolutely smitten with you
His ears probably droop or even curl into a heart shape
Thinks
Yk the dumb mumble characters do when they're deeply in love and swooning over the pretty person, like their words are a bit slurred? Jax would do that, I think.. all sheepish, you know?
I think sheepish is the word??
Waaaay too eager to anything you ask him to do, its actually kind of out of character for him since usually he would pull the malicious incompetence thing
I'd call in sick to work so fast just to watch this pls 😩🤚🏾
Linked Universe Anime Opening
some year and a half ago when i was getting ready to move out i combed through all the family recipes that lay lost to time and one of the ones that i found was my grandmas brownie recipe. idk where she got it from (nor can i ask cause she has dementia) and its a printed out email she sent to my mom in june 2000. but by george these the best brownies i have ever tasted. would she be pleased that i am sharing this recipe with my vast following? absolutely.
YOU WILL NEED:
5 tablespoons butter (unsalted) 1 ounce unsweetened baking chocolate (or as much as your heart desires) 2/3 cup unsweetened good cocoa powder 1 cup sugar (white) (superfine preferred, normal works fine) 1 cup sifted white flour (can use gluten free) 1/2 teaspoon baking powder as much cinnamon as your heart desires (your heart needs to desire at least some cinnamon. its essential to the recipe) 3 egg whites 1 egg splash of vanilla extract (again, non negotiable step!)
preheat your oven to 325 degrees. grease a square baking pan (9x9 preferably).
in a small saucepan over medium heat melt the butter and baking chocolate. while that is melting, sift together the flour, baking powder and cinnamon into a small bowl. once the butter and chocolate is done melting add the cocoa powder and cook it together for 1 minute. add in the sugar and stir. it will get very thick. this is correct.
set that aside to cool. while thats cooling take a large bowl and put in your egg whites, egg and vanilla. beat it up with preferably a whisk but you can use a fork if youre fresh out of whisks. once the chocolate is cool enough to not scramble your eggs dump it in the eggs and mix it together. add the flour in gradually and keep mixing until its smooth and happy.
spread into your greased baking pan. put it in the oven for EXACLTLY 18 MINUTES. very crucial step. they will come out slightly under done. that is what we want. as they cool they will continue to cook in the pan. we dont want them to get hard and sad. they are not good when they are hard and sad. do not overbake them. you will be sad.
slice them up and as the official last step on the original recipe says: EAT ENJOY AND MAKE MORE! (theyre very good with mint chocolate chip ice cream)
I want something like this for my OC's,But Unfortunatly I Cant write that well yet. But one day I'll do them justice ...
I it In feel my stollen pile of Bones ...
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