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[gogogadgetgolem]

I saw this on Reddit and fucking cackled.

[mohelconvention]

[meshaamem-li]

secular Jew here can anyone explain the funny?

[writing-biting]

"Shehechiyanu vekiyemanu vehegi'anu la'zman ha'zeh" translates to: "that we lived, existed and arrived at this time"

The blessing is said for eating things for the first time, or for the first time in over a year.

[high-quality-tiktoks]

The Tomb of Sennefer is one of the most preserved and beautifully decorated tombs ever found in Egypt. Known as The Tomb of the Vineyards, it’s covered in colors and stories, and is buried deep in the mountain below 42 very steep steps.

[night-the-starfish]

Girls' night, gouache on paper.

[kittybroker]

This is Bryn, she's 14 and she is always very mad that there is weather outside.

Weather hating kitty just doesn't quite understand all those meteorological systems that seem to go on! Stay confused with this kitty today for the warm price of only $25.95

[mumblesplash]

it’s so magical and beautiful that there are sprawling interconnected cave systems carved deep into the earth by various geological forces and you don’t have to go in them. there are miles and miles of stone passageways in total darkness that require you to exhale all the air out of your lungs to squeeze through parts of them and you don’t have to be there. some of these squeezes are underwater and require cave divers to take off their oxygen tanks and push them through ahead of them and me i am above ground looking at the sky as we speak. there are untold subterranean wonders no human has ever seen and i will not be the one to discover them #grateful #blessed

[mumblesplash]

cave divers when they are happily married with kids and beloved by their community but theres a crack in the bottom of a lake called The Devil’s Rotting Esophagus where 57 people have died

[dcxdpdabbles]

Jack: Kids, we signed you up for a foreign exchange program. Maddie: We think you both need to experience a new environment. It will help Danny gain some confidence and Jazz create friends. Danny: What!? Jazz: Why would I need that!? I'm well-liked! Maddie: But do you have friends? That invite you out? Do you spend weekends with them aside from tutoring them? Jazz: ....I hang out with Danny and his friends. Jack: Jazzy-Pants..... Jazz: Alright! Fine! I don't have friends. Where am I going anyway? Maddie: You are going to be hosted by a wonderful family in Gotham! Jazz: Gotham!? You're sending me to Gotham!? The most dangerous city in the country!? Maddie: It's also filled with so many types of people that you'll defintely find your people there! Jack: And Danny-o is going to a wonderful family-owned farm in Smallville! Nothing like farm life to help you gain some confidence. The best part is that there is nothing near it for miles! No stores, no restaurants, no entertainment centers, heck, they don't even deliver there. Just you and the great open fields of crops. Danny: *Domonic Screams of City-Boy Angst* Maddie: That's the spirit! Now pack your bags, you leave tomarrow morning! Jazz: Tomarrow!? Five weeks later: Danny on the phone: Jazz, I actually love it here. Ma Kent and Pa Kent are literally the nicest people around. Plus, all the farm work has helped me bulk up. I'm actually feeling really good about myself. How are things over there? Jazz in the middle of tiehogging Damian for his mandatory school play as a singing star: Oh, you know, I think I made some friends and- DO NOT BITE ME BOY- and I think I even found the perfect place to do my psychology apprenticeship. My host family really needs the help. Damian: RELEASE ME!!!!

[orpheuslament]

no one talks about how straight up painful it is to be the bigger person when deep in your soul you just want to be a huge bitch about it

[onlytiktoks]

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

NASA took a pic of the dark side of the moon fyi

[marlynnofmany]

Yeah, isn’t that a cool picture? It’s the one someone showed me to point out what color the moon really is compared to the Earth! They both have the same amount of sunlight on them here.

The moon’s not white! It’s concrete-gray! It only looks so shiny when compared to the void of space!

I love learning things I didn’t expect to learn. Like when I learned that it’s called the “dark side” of the moon because it’s the side we don’t see, not because sunlight never hits it.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

she's mooning us

[disabled-models]

Aariana Rose Philip, a model with cerebral palsy, for Interview.

[pink-slay]

It's so cool to see a disabled model in tilt in a powerchair. As someone who has to be in approximately 30-45 degrees of tilt (in a powerchair just like hers) just to move distances longer than 10 feet, I love seeing how it looks powerful, especially when disabled people are told their whole lives how medical everything about them is.

[dingusmysquingus]

I also love the taking up space of it, I always feel so embarrassed because I also have to tilt/recline my chair a lot to be able to get around and this photo takes a position that often feels vulnerable and reframes it as power

[mikkeneko]

Y'know, one of the things I like about Tumblr compared to other social media sites is that old content is still in circulation. Which means that however much AI generated content is out there, at least I can glance at a post's timestamp and conclude that the cute cat video from 2017 is unlikely to be fake

[robs-your-robins]

Hal: Supes, you're too pure, you would probably have a heart attack if you flipped bird.

Clark: I have actually. Flipped the bird, that is.

Hal: Bullshit

Clark, thinking about spotting for Dick doing a backhand spring: I have.

Bruce, knowing what he's referring to: Yeah, I witnessed it.

[archiveofmyart]

Feeling weirdly inspired by those incorrect quotes lol

[neonnewsfeed]

A Ghostly Second Opinion (or: Frostbite Learns Regret)

Chief Frostbite had believed becoming the Great One’s healer would be simple.

The young halfa was powerful. He’d defeated Pariah Dark. Surely that meant fewer injuries, not more.

He was wrong.

So very wrong.

Danny showed up constantly — cracked ribs, burned ecto-scars, dislocated shoulders, concussions, half-healed stab wounds from experimental ghost weapons, once a chunk of rebar still embedded through his side like a decorative accessory.

Frostbite could heal ghosts.

Ghosts.

Not living, breathing, breakable human teenagers who inconveniently possessed organs.

By the Ancients, the boy had organs.

He didn’t even know what half of them did.

When Danny came in wheezing and clutching his abdomen after a hunt gone sideways and Frostbite realized he had no idea where a human spleen went, he finally admitted defeat.

He called for help.

A consult.

The Ghost Zone answered with Thomas and Martha Wayne.

Recently deceased. Human doctors. A surgeon and a nurse who had been hovering over Gotham ever since death, watching their son wage war on crime with no idea they were there.

When Frostbite offered them a village, protection, and a chance to help a hero?

They didn’t hesitate.

The next time Danny arrived with a compound fracture poking cheerfully through his leg and ectoplasm dripping off his jacket, Thomas cracked his knuckles like it was another day at the hospital.

“Alright, son,” Thomas said warmly. “Let’s get you fixed up.”

Thirty minutes later Danny was patched, splinted, and stabilized better than Frostbite had ever managed.

“Kid,” Thomas laughed, “you get into trouble like a professional hero.”

Danny grinned weakly. “Kinda my job.”

“Reminds me of my son.”

“Oh?” Danny asked. “What does he do?”

Thomas smiled proudly.

“He’s Batman.”

Danny immediately started coughing so hard ectoplasm sprayed across the floor.

Martha calmly handed him a towel. “That happens every time someone says it out loud,” she said.

From that day on, the Waynes refused to leave.

They brought snacks. Made Danny rest. Hovered like anxious parents whenever he so much as winced.

Eventually Martha tucked a blanket around him after a healing session.

“You’re far too skinny,” she muttered.

Thomas nodded gravely. “We’ll fix that.”

And just like that.

Danny had ghost parents.

Again.

Weeks later, Batman nearly had a heart attack when a glowing teenager appeared in the Batcave.

“Uh,” Danny said cheerfully, “hi! You’re Batman, right? Cool. Quick question.”

Batman slowly raised a batarang.

Danny continued:

“What should we get our mom for Mother’s Day?”

The silence that followed was historic, Readmore

[skelerott]

DCxDP Fenton/Nightingale/Constantines

So, there's some DP fanon about the Fenton/Nightingale bloodline being blessed/cursed by their historical ties to the supernatural (whether that's as witches or witch hunters).

In DC, the Laughing Magician is a bloodline title, and Constantines have either amazing luck or terrible luck. Also, a history of magic users.

What if the Fenton/Nightingales are an offshoot of the Constantines? They started in England as a magically gifted bloodline, which evolved into the Nightingale witches and the Fenton hunters when they reached America.

Equally blessed and cursed, all three bloodlines are susceptible and receptive to otherworldly influence.

Jack Fenton can see ghosts no one else can, which leads him to his career as a ghost hunter and creator of anti-ghost weaponry. He saw something that scared him, something he couldn't touch but could still hurt him, and he invested his life in making himself safe from his personal tormentors.

John Constantine can reach for magic easily, naturally, reflexively. He can instinctually understand summoning circles, he understands demon psychology and learns to manipulate it to his own ends, he summons flames to light his cigarettes because it's easier than finding a lighter. John saw the same monsters Jack did, but he learnt not to fight them, but to manipulate and use them.

The Fenton children carry these traits too. Jazz struggles with normal weaponry, but if someone trained her in magic, she'd be a natural. She has the potential to be a second John Constantine, naturally understanding the psychology of otherworldly entities. If she had more training and less strict morals, she could easily manipulate her way into some very favourable contracts.

Danny, on the other hand, has inherited adaptability and raw power. He doesn't need to analyse his opponent, he can see them in action and steal their moves and return the fire a hundredfold. Danny has learned some skill and refinement, but his ability to adapt is his real strength. He can weaponise anything like his dad, and he can strike precisely like his mum. Also, his luck fluctuates like a Constantine's.

Jazz is a hidden blade and silver tongue, Danny is a nuke.

In a fic, this all could become obvious when John takes in the Fenton children after a Bad Ending. He relates to them too much, but chalks it up to projection. After he introduces them to the JL, Batman somehow gets blood samples. He tells John that they're related, and John realises the Constantine blood is what lead these children to the supernatural, and likely what drove their parents to their profession.

[tpwrtrmnky]

girls with adhd playing long rpgs like "i am overwhelmed by the state of the save file i left off with last time my attention arbitrarily fell onto this game. time to start from scratch."

[tpwrtrmnky]

"yeah i fucking love this game. i've bought it on console and pc, and then the remaster too. i have no idea how it ends, i only get 40% of the way through the main story each time"

[dozydawn]

[two-goblins-in-a-trench-coat]

a CRITTER? Carrying a BERRY?? Across a BRAMBLE VINE?????

[xxhorsmaxx-deactivated20260511]

A lot of art of characters fighting against fascism is being made and it’s awesome to see! Anyone saying they wouldn’t do that don’t understand the characters at all, because they’ve all had to go up against authoritarians of some kind or another.