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girl you would flourish under my dark tutelage
so embarrassing to have a funny thought and unironically be like “this will do numbers on tumblr.com!” and oh boy! numbers is zero.
hey! sometimes the numbers is 4 or 7
what fucking millennium is it
#those leopards have the chance to do the funniest thing in human history (via @mygoodrabbit )
Something I find hilarious is that humans are still animals and we still show signs of it
But my absolute favorite is crouching in games as a submissive gesture
Idek where I learned to do it myself it just came automatically when I needed to do it
saw an opinion i disagreed with and didn’t say anything about it. +350XP
typed out a whole response and then took a deep breath and deleted it. +2000XP +500G
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More Bilbo adventures for this Inktober ♥
your dashboard is supposed to be at LEAST halfway full of shit you have no context for and fandoms you're not involved in. it is the natural way of the universe
Very minor pet peeve that doesnt come up very much, but I hate it when characters are listing chores and they mention picking up groceries and then going to do something else.
My buddy. My pal. Like half of groceries are perishable. If you go to the grocery store then head out to run another errand for an hour your rocky road ice cream is gonna MELT!! Your lemon yogurt will get NASTY!! Or at least the chance of getting sick will raise significantly.
Groceries are the last errand. Always.
Real advantage of chickens is that if you try a new recipe and make just an absolutely dogshit meal that leaves a cloud of dread over you every time you contemplate eating it, it's not "wasted" when you throw it out, it's chicken food. Chickens love lentils.
#you can just give them all your tomato scraps#it's great
Oh they fucking LOVE tomato
Danny bit back a sigh from his place on the throne as two young vigilantes fell from a portal in his throneroom. He peered at him through his long white veil as he straitened himself. He knew what to do. He had done this song and dance sixty-two times now and he was about to do it again.
He watched them bicker from the cold floor of his ice castle, something he made from his own ice so that the observants couldn't see or hear what was happening inside or pop in without his explicit permission. Something that angered the nosey creeps to no end. Ah, he's getting lost in his thoughts again. Its time to start the test.
"Why have you come to my Realms mortals?" He felt almost silly calling them that, but it worked in getting the two to stop arguing and pay attention to him. Ah, the younger one has a sword. Cool. Won't help him here, but he gets points for ascetic if nothing else.
"State your names."
"I am Robin!" The smaller one yelled, fierceness of his voice to match the fire in his soul.
The older seemed more hesitant, taking a moment to assess the situation before answering, "I'm Red Robin. Sorry for dropping in so suddenly-"
The younger cut in, needlessly destroying his partners attempt at deescalating the situation, "We were not at fault! A portal opened underneath us and we were transported here!"
Danny knows that. Thats why he was testing them, "Are you saying that fate brought you here?"
Robin looked pleased before confirming.
"Then you shall stay here, as those who enter the Lands of Lazarus are never allowed to leave."
They both bulked, one trying to argue and the other trying to reason with him. Danny tapped his fingers on the armrest of his throne, pretending to think. "I will be merciful and allow one of you to leave. I will allow you a moment to make your choice." Danny barely got his words out before the older one declared that he would stay behind, putting himself between the king and his companion. Good. He passed the test.
He turned his attention back to the younger, "And you are fine with this?" This is the part where the companion adamantly refuses and offers themselves as sacrifice and the two bicker about who will get to sacrifice themselves for the other. The king becomes "moved by thier bond" or whatever and sends them both back to the land of the living.
"Of course! He's useless anyway."
...wat.
The older one made a wounded sound that made his core ache with the need to care and protect. This was not how things were supposed to go. Were ten year olds supposed to be this cruel? At that moment he made an admittedly impulsive decision and sent the child back, keeping the older of the two in the spirit would with him.
Leaving the comfort of his throne he walked down the steps towards the young man, his snowy robes fanning out majestically as his crown of stars bobbed around at his movements, some even going so far as to float around him as if showing off.
"I've made a decision. For this day forth you are my royal advisor." He stated before grabbing the other guys hand and pulling him along down the hall, "You're going to help me rebuild my kingdom from the thousands of years of war and political neglect it has faced. You will aid me in political endeavors as well as help the people in any way you see fit." He paused long enough to open the kitchen door and sit him down at the counter,
"But first, what do you want for lunch?"
Daniel Fenton is the top expert in his field.
(Copy of my post from the DPxDC community.)
That field happens to be paleoxeno anthropology - the study of dead alien and/or interdimensional people and cultures.
The thing with becoming the top expert in a field of study, is that you often don't set out to become one. Danny just wanted to understand where his parents got the idea that ghosts aren't sapient. So, he read their research.
(Cut because this got long.)
Now I'm imagining Danny giving a public interview with a few alien ghosts, and by sheer dumb chance accidentally chose Jor-El, M'yri'ah J'onzz, and Abin Sur.
Jor-El and M'yri'ah were chosen because they were among these present for the last days of their species and seemed to be the most knowledgeable sources Danny could find on what exactly went down.
Abin was chosen because he wanted to also have a Lantern who could give insight into different alien races with their line of work and how the Green Lantern corps handles accommodating for so many different cultures.
One can only imagine how Clark, J'onn, and Hal might feel when they find out who were being interviewed by one Dr. Daniel Fenton.
Danny: Tell me what your day-to-day life was like, in the days leading up to the end.
Jor-El: I just wanted to get my son to safety. I knew there wasn't much time, but (horrifying story about who knew, who was in denial, how normal some people tried to act). I hear he made it, though! I'm so proud of my son, and the good he's doing for his new home.
The Justice League, watching Superman silently crying: What the fuck.
Imagine Jason sees this and just.
Danny is minding his own business, doing whatever in his house, and there's a knock at the door?
D: *opens door, to find the Red Hood* uhhhhhhh
J: ....you don't happen to have a minute, do you...?
Even if danny isnt the ghost king in this au, he's still involved enough in ghost politics that he could totally get hood an Official Certificate declaring hood's sainthood or something. Just whatever tangible evidence jason can gleefully shove in bruce's face the next time he tries to start another moralistic argument.
For the third article, Infinite Bullshit, I like to think it has to do ghosts fighting each other as a form of play or even greeting. Ghosts can still get adrenaline rush and theres not really a point in holding back when you're already dead, and the two ways to kill another ghost would either; A) also harm you (blood blossoms) or B) be immediately punished by ghost law and takes actual intent to kill to achieve (destroying their core)
I also like to think that the GIW tries to out Danny as Phantom to either blackmail him into taking everything down, since it would ruin their organization, or try to convince people that he's just saying all that so ghosts can take over (Spoiler alert, its not particulary well recieved, especially when it becomes common knowledge that the GIW was created during (and funded by) Lex Luthor during his presidency.)
Daniel Fenton is the top expert in his field.
(Copy of my post from the DPxDC community.)
That field happens to be paleoxeno anthropology - the study of dead alien and/or interdimensional people and cultures.
The thing with becoming the top expert in a field of study, is that you often don't set out to become one. Danny just wanted to understand where his parents got the idea that ghosts aren't sapient. So, he read their research.
(Cut because this got long.)
Now I'm imagining Danny giving a public interview with a few alien ghosts, and by sheer dumb chance accidentally chose Jor-El, M'yri'ah J'onzz, and Abin Sur.
Jor-El and M'yri'ah were chosen because they were among these present for the last days of their species and seemed to be the most knowledgeable sources Danny could find on what exactly went down.
Abin was chosen because he wanted to also have a Lantern who could give insight into different alien races with their line of work and how the Green Lantern corps handles accommodating for so many different cultures.
One can only imagine how Clark, J'onn, and Hal might feel when they find out who were being interviewed by one Dr. Daniel Fenton.
Danny: Tell me what your day-to-day life was like, in the days leading up to the end.
Jor-El: I just wanted to get my son to safety. I knew there wasn't much time, but (horrifying story about who knew, who was in denial, how normal some people tried to act). I hear he made it, though! I'm so proud of my son, and the good he's doing for his new home.
The Justice League, watching Superman silently crying: What the fuck.
I can imagine that, as much as it pains him to admit, Batman would see that it makes sense. He still refuses to kill, but he's less of a hardass about it when Jason or Damien get vengeance for wronged ghosts.
This eventually leads to a whole horde of ghosts asking for the Joker to get it, and Batman has to say goodbye to his situationship for the last time.
Daniel Fenton is the top expert in his field.
(Copy of my post from the DPxDC community.)
That field happens to be paleoxeno anthropology - the study of dead alien and/or interdimensional people and cultures.
The thing with becoming the top expert in a field of study, is that you often don't set out to become one. Danny just wanted to understand where his parents got the idea that ghosts aren't sapient. So, he read their research.
(Cut because this got long.)
I hate, hate, HATE the term “affordable housing.” I hate that we’ve normalized it. I hate that we just accept that the majority of housing, a basic human right, is unaffordable to much of the population. Housing should be affordable as a baseline. If rich people want to add arcades and gold-plated hot tubs on top so be it, but everyone, everyone, regardless of income level, should have access to a clean, comfortable home with enough light and space to make life worth living.
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