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Seen RotB and got an instant favorite...
Metropolis has one of the least corrupt police departments in the DCU, because some sneaky bastard reporter who looks like a nerdy lumberjack keeps sniffing out and exposing all the racists in the department. (This is because Superman, while not always listening, can always hear when one of them to start saying racist things and once he does he immediately starts investigating as Clark.)
Who watches the watchers? Some hulking bespectacled doofus, apparently.
Imagine being at a peaceful political protest in Metropolis and the cops are showing up in full body armor and then Superman arrives, and you’re like, oh, shit, hes here to break up the protest but then he lands and joins it??? And he keeps lecturing the cops?
“These people have the right to free assembly!” he says while brandishing a copy of the Metropolis Legal Code. You’re not sure where he got it. He wasn’t carrying it when he landed, he’s got no pockets—was he storing it up his butt?
One of the cops shoots a tear gas canister into the crowd and you have a moment of fear before confusedly worrying whether it would even effect Superman
Turns out it doesn’t, because the canister lands and he just. Eats all the tear gas.
He keeps calling out individual cops by name. “Hey Ken! Does your mother know you’re shooting at unarmed children? Should I tell her next time I see her at Bibbo’s?”
Some brave yet dickish reporter asks him whether his mother knows he’s advocating against rule of law and he just smiles that goofy, inviting smile of his and goes “my mom was arrested 12 times back in the late 70s. She thinks I should be throwing punches.”
Im sorry superman can eat tear gass? Wtf i i never watched superman. This is wild
It’s more that he inhales it, but yeah, his canonical first response to seeing any kind of toxic or harmful gas is “breath it in, because my lungs are invulnerable and yours aren’t”
That said, your provided visual is hilarious
The fae smiled, sharply: “Give me your name, child.”
“Uhhhhh. Stick.”
“What.”
“Does Leaf work better? I’m just kinda looking around this clearing. Look, I’m trans, I haven’t decided on one yet, I’m throwing some spaghetti at the wall, you know how it is.”
Fae are born with features sharp and narrow, yet this one seems to soften as Moss looks at it. Its grin— sharp, teeth gleaming, its eyes— cutting, searching, the jut and pull of its jaw enough to scratch glass. It does not blink. Branch does not blink. It softens.
“I said, give me your name, child.”
“I still haven’t picked one,” Grass defends, even now still hoping for a way out of a faeries deal.
“No. But your parents did. Give me your name, child, and it shall no longer be yours. The entity of your name shall no longer exist, and you will be free for whichever name you choose— Leaf, or Stick, or Lichen.”
“…oh.” says Petal, and in the next moment a name falls from their lips. It is not their name. It never has been. The fae is sharp and cutting and witty, that moment of softness an imagined slight.
“Very well, child. Be warned of mushroom circles, should you lose your name again.”
“Okay,” Mushroom smiles, and the Fae pulls itself away from their reality in a swirl of feathers and silk.
When they go home for the first time in two months, their mother frets over them in a way she had not since they were a child, and she calls them by no name at all.
Goddamn. This is my favorite version of ‘faeries take your name’, that’s it, we can all go home now.
(photo via princessmisery)
This is a great idea!
this is really cool. Kids hate the big plastic keys cos they’re not interesting, they wanna see the things the grownups use all the time
I kinda want one of these.
DUDE. it’s a giant fucking stim board! GENIUS.
This is brilliant
Shit, I might make one of these for myself
^^
This is extremely devopmentally appropriate and smart
yo FUCK baby yoda we love baby appa in this house
Do ladies love stupid men or do they just love men who don’t exhaust every opportunity to feel smart
“I used to think that melancholy was a vegetable” that’s incredible, let’s hang out more
Omg this is like 800 metaphors rolled into one megaphor
I would like everyone to know that vulture vomit is very stinky. It smells of rotting flesh and they use it to drive away predators
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hey, at least have a picture of the American vultures doing this, not eurasian/african vultures, they are very different creatures!
Apparently vultures are protected under the Migratory Bird Treaty Act, so there is nothing ICE can do about this except politely try to shoo the birds away.
Another tidbit of Mando lore;
Mandalorians quickly figured out that Jedi mostly view blaster fire as “fun lightsaber practice”.
During the Mando-Jedi wars, they dealt with this in characteristically practical fashion; they used slugthrowers (aka ordinary firearms) instead, because if a Jedi tries to deflect a regular bullet, what happens is “A bunch of bullet shrapnel to the Jedi’s face.”
Jedi or sith; deflects blaster fire
Mando’ade, racking a shotgun; deflect this you wizard bitch
everyone: you can’t beat the jedi. they’ll just deflect your blasters
the mandalorians:
I know you’re referring to the original board game but that’s not as interesting to listen to
they dirty
The ides of March is coming up what’s everyone getting me?
i never understood how we’ve reinvented heiroglyphics until now
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Enjoy, and please, again, don’t post my comics anywhere, including Instagram.
please accept these positive papyri if you are having a bad day <3