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[wolfythewitch]

​metaphorically undressing myself via truth nuke

[witchofanguish]

[mahead-ithurt]

Always remember that the EU did a study in 2013 about the effects of piracy on media publishers and found that there is no correlation between piracy and sales! (And then they tried to hide that study bc that's not the result they wanted)

So piracy is at worst not even a problem, and at best it's free advertisement.

Source: (the link to the actual study is in the article)

EU withheld a study that shows piracy doesn't hurt sales - Engadget

In 2013, the European Commission ordered a €360,000 ($430,000) study on how piracy affects sales of music, books, movies and games in the EU

[rabbitindisguise]

Plus this one:

Study Again Shows 'Pirates' Tend to Be The Biggest Buyers of Legal Content

A new report out of the UK once again deflates the common narrative that pirates are exclusively looking to obtain free stuff.

[tredlocity]

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

always some new bullshit in the ocean

[local-demon-in-your-area]

Why is it always orcas or dolphins

Why can't a salmon do some bullshit for once

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

worry not ☝️ they're doing coke

[tatumsdrawing]

My booooooooyyyyyy

I’m trying yet another rendering style w this one and I’m currently enjoying it a lot

[fipindustries]

i really im absolutely astounded at the phenomenal job that MIB did not to be racist against aliens, despite being a movie about secret agents chasing evil aliens. that scene where jay helps an alien mother to give birth is probably one of the most humanizing moments for an Other ive seen in a movie ever.

[fipindustries]

like it grabs the body snatcher trope from the cold war "aliens are all around you, hidden in diguzise, they could be any one of us!" and then it says "and theyre just people, theyre literally just people trying to live their lives and thats fine"

[fipindustries]

you literally have a whooe scene where a cop stands out because he says "i dont care how menacibg or threatning someone looks im not going to shoot them if there is a reasonable explination for what theyre doing, one is sneezing and one is just doing excercise", and that is the guy that gets aproved to join MIB.

[phaeton-flier]

The movie has a real love for NYC and immigrant culture as a part of that. The opening scene where K welcomes the undocumented immigrants to the United States. One alien greets another and says he's ordered him pierogi. A lot of them are refugees from their home worlds who just want to survive.

[papayafromtv]

scenarios Alfred Pennyworth has to be a witness to as a resident of Wayne Manor that the batkids have absolutely no shame in front of whatsoever part 25 (masterpost here)

Dick, as Alfred walks into the Batcave, seeing him, Duke, and Tim lounging around the Batcomputer: i dunno guys, he's pretty tetchy about people contacting him while he's taking time off on the Outlaw island.

Tim: well we need his input on this, so he doesn't have much of a choice.

Duke: get Damian or Cass down here, he's more likely to pick up if one of them calls.

Alfred: everything alright, children?

Tim, spinning in the chair: oh- hey! Alfred! can you do us a favour and call Jason for us so we can-

Alfred: i'm afraid, Master Timothy, that i pride my relationship with Jason on being fairly active precisely because i don't get involved with schemes like that.

Tim: *throws his head back, groaning*

Alfred, as he moves over to start checking the medical supplies: i'm sure you'll figure things out on your own.

Duke: ok well we'll just have to figure out who of the three of us he's most likely to answer then.

Dick: well i mean- look, guys, he loves you, but i'm his big brother. we drink together, we talk, we're part of the older crew. i'm obviously closest to him.

Duke, flatly: do you actually think he hasn't drank with us as well?

Dick:

Dick: well that's irresponsible.

Tim: yeah so are the stories he's told us about you providing him with beer when he was thirteen-

Dick, loudly: OK MOVING ON-

Tim: look i'm just saying, you aren't the only one he has a long history with. i met him a bunch before he died too, you know. you're the annoying big brother from when he was a kid! I'm the one here closest to him in age, and- Duke didn't even know him until after he came back from the league! i have an edge on both of you.

Duke: *squints*

Dick, face flat: yeah- hey Tim? for the record, him knowing more of you really does not equal him liking you more.

Tim, voice dropping an octave: the fuck's that supposed to mean?

Duke, staring at Tim in bafflement: you know i knew Jason before you ever met him, right?

Dick and Tim:

Dick and Tim, in unison: what?

Duke: ...? guys i grew up in the Narrows, that's like, right next to the alley.

Dick: ...you knew each other?

Duke: yeah??? he helped my mom when she dropped her groceries once and she invited him in for iced tea as a thank you; we just kept running into each other after that. he and my mom really got along so she practically took him in once she realised his parents weren't around; he was my brother way before he was either of yours.

Dick and Tim: *baffled*

Dick: how the fuck do we not know about this???

Duke: i dunno, it didn't seem relevant? i stopped seeing him around after he got snatched up by the rich society and then i found out he was dead, which sucked but i had my own things going on at the time, and then when he came back to Gotham and we figured out he was him we were just like... cool. reunion. and we moved on.

Dick: and you just moved on???

Duke: *shrugs*

Tim, scoffing: can't have been that close then--he was an asshole before he died anyway. not that he isn't an asshole now, but you know what i mean. he was an ass, right?

Duke: uh, no? he was actually really sweet. always kept an eye on me when i was playing outside, helped my mom and dad whenever he could. taught me how to fix our TV once, and helped me nurse a bird back to health when we found it with a broken wing.

Tim:

Tim: unbelievable.

Duke: what? you knew him before he died too, right? was he... not nice to you?

Tim:

Tim: no, he was great. i don't know what you're talking about. we were thick as thieves. fuck you.

Dick, raising an eyebrow: dude you used to follow him around galas like a Pomeranian with separation anxiety. i watched him lock himself in a broom cupboard just to get away from you.

Tim: OK CAN WE MOVE ON-

Duke, snickering: it's ok, he loves you now.

Tim, mocking: does he?

Duke: yeah. i mean, not enough to pick up the phone, but enough.

Tim: ok well fuck you he doesn't pick up the phone for you either.

Duke: he just doesn't like phone calls, he never has! we had walkie-talkie's once; he left his in a chicken coop to get shat on by birds so he wouldn't have to answer me. face it, we're probably better off just waiting for him to get back from vacation so we can talk to him in perso-

Steph, coming down from the manor, phone to her ear: -yeah, it was totally insane, i never saw it coming. fun episode though. hold on, *lowers phone, looking over the railing to Alfred* hey, Alfie, where'd you put the vacuum? i spilt chip crumbs all over my carpet.

Alfred: in the third maintenance closet on the first floor, dear.

Steph: thank you! *back into the phone as she leaves* anyway, Jason, when you get back we have to do another movie night, because i have this theory that-

Dick, Tim, and Duke, watching her leave: *silent*

*continued silence*

Dick, dryly: so when'd Jason meet her?

Tim: i hate that man.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Robbed from Leon saying this in resident evil requiem,,

(Based off this post by @/SYACVG)

[rheitais]

Dp x Dc Prompt - Princess' Shining Knight

Jazz doesn't know how she got herself into this situation. Like yes, her family is probably really well known in certain circles. Not everyone knows everything but her parents are known by government officials, the phantoms are known by the paranormal community. You get it.

Gratefully Jazz lucked out and isn't associated with either. She got that therapist's license, she did the work. Her life was as normal as it comes! So how the hell did she end up in a summoning circle surrounded by like strangers in cloaks and even strangers in colorful uniform.

"Um. Hi?" Jazz was so embarrassed she was still in her work clothes. Nothing about her screams mad scientist or ghost from the afterlife so what the hell.

"Goddess of chaos! Lady of darkness—" Huh? HUH?!

"Woo woo woo! Hang on! NO! I AM NOT ANY OF THAT?! I AM HUMAN????" Jazz frantically denies everything while the colorful people look defensive.

Lovely. Perfect. Wth is her life? Were these people trying to contact one of her siblings? Chaos.. Ellie maybe? Jazz never really asked any of them about it. When she tried she got confused half way through and their words start sounding like static (literally).

"Are you saying you are not Eris?" One of the colorful people asked her. Jazz gave her the biggest confused look she could possibly give. Was that one of Ellie alt names? Hell she wouldn't put it past them.

45 years of trying to get out of this mess. She succeeded for almost 22 years apparently it came to an end. Jazz spoke again without moving as they were clearly still unsure of her. She explained who she was and her profession, she is as human as they come.

The cultist didn't seem happy that whatever they planned failed but they were swiftly taken out. Turns out Jazz ended up in a different world. Love that for herself. She was actually supposed to channel the chaos goddess but it failed for whatever reason.

Honestly she had a sneaking suspicion that it had something to do with her siblings but she wasn't going to try explaining that. Jazz knows possession, overshadowing, that was nothing new. All she can really hope for now is a way home.

Lucky her for getting saved by this world's heroes. They put one in charge of her, Diana who was apparently a demigoddess. While explaining herself and how everything else Jazz was glad to have her protection.

Because unbeknownst to her. Her presence was actually an interruption to both worlds. For the heroes, several people wanted to know how something that should have worked failed. She was definitely more than just humans.

On her own precious world 3 agitated royal ghosts felt their anchor go missing. In the middle of the day. 2 mad scientists find that their sole fully living child had flatline and what should have been her ghost detector has not gone off.

Nothing good can come from an anger powered Fenton. Alive or Dead.

[Masterpost]

[chaosandfanfic]

DPxDC Fanfic Idea: Fake Magic

After being seen doing something supernatural one too many times, Danny concocts a story to hide the fact that he has ghost powers without just denying the existence of his ability to do weird stuff. He claims to be learning magic, inspired by stories of his Witchhunter ancestors and the incredible displays of power showcased by the likes of Doctor Fate, Shazam, and Zatanna.

It works pretty well, with him becoming known as a necromancer who specialized in banishing spirits and as a cryomancer capable of grand displays of raw cold generation. He even becomes so well known that when some people outside Amity Park find themselves in need of someone to cleanse some lingering spirits and cursed energy, they call Fentonworks with the intent to hire Danny to deal with it.

No big deal. The Drakes were a respected and well-known duo of archaeologists. It probably wasn't a trap. And it wasn't like Danny wasn't capable of actually dealing with ghosts... He wasn't sure about the curse though. That might be a problem.

[sony-laptop]

Danny, after a close call with identities and the league: we have to tell them at some point, maybe they'll understand. . .

Billy holding Danny by the shoulders, trying to literally shake sense into him: Danny. We are two black-haired, blue-eyed, vigillante teenagers. I'm homeless and your parents are actively hunting you. My name is literally Batson. This is no longer just about age. Unless you want to become a rich Gotham kid, you better lie like your life depends on it!

[depsidase]

[do-not-u-dare]

Stole this from somewhere but i think it’s appropriate

[dear-ao3]

[gothamite-rambler]

Lian vs Damian: Send in the lepus!

Roy: Lian, why are there five giant rabbits in your room?

Lian (holding toothpicks): The boys and I watched this horror movie about killer rabbits. Mid film, by the way, afterward Damian and I argued if rabbits can be turned into predators. We’re seeing who can train them to be attack animals and take down a threat.

Roy let out a weary dad sigh, rubbing his tired eyes.

Roy: I… That’s—I have five questions already.

Lian grabbed a head of lettuce.

Lian: Is it about how I found five giant rabbits? I named them after my fave video game characters.

Roy: No. I have a guess who you called. First, did you watch Lepus Madness? Lian, that is a horror movie. You're barred from subjecting your friends to them after the sleepover incident!

Lian (missing the point): Lepus Madness is rated PG. The babysitter was nearby while we watched the movie. And again, it’s not my fault those girls can’t handle a movie about a family in a haunted house.

Roy: You showed them Poltergeist!

Lian (indifferent): A bunch of lightweights.

Roy: You’re going to stick to that defense?

Lian: Yes. It’s done me wonders.

Roy: I would too. Anyway, why this bet?

Lian: Damian started it! He said smaller rabbits can win no matter what and I argued, heck no big rabbits can.

Roy: Makes sense that a bat kid thought this first. You can’t train bunnies to be threats. They’re literally too cute to be threatening.

Lian: Not bunnies. Rabbits. If Watership Down taught me anything, it’s that yes, they can be.

Roy’s eyes widened in shock that she knew that movie. Lian smiled sweetly.

Lian: Uncle Con showed me that one. Anyway, I put bragging rights on the line, and the winner gets to pick what we do for fun afterward. I want to go to that new FNAF-inspired arcade, so are you going to help me or not?

Roy (trying not to sound proud): Why are you like this?

Lian (nonchalantly): Daddy… Don't play. Grandpa told me how wild you were at my age. It’s basically in my DNA.

Roy sighed, smiling reluctantly.

Roy: Yeah, before the dark days, I was a cool kid.

Lian: I didn’t say all that.

Roy: I’m going to pretend you did. If this is to one-up a Bat-kid, then I’ll help. But you have to stop showing them horror movies. Clark is still mad at me after you showed Jon that Winnie the Pooh horror spoof.

Lian: It’s not my fault he can’t handle cheesy gore. That movie was barely scary, like I laughed.

Roy: You really are my daughter. Last question, who did you call to get five giant rabbits?

Lian: Flemish Giant rabbits. Grandma supplied me with five, but the toothpicks are basically their blades. Damian’s using a different breed, but he’s totally going to lose. And before you ask, Jon is fine. He loved the movie. The effects were supes cheesy he barely got scared or scarred. I promised to show—

Roy: Stop promising horror movies!

Lian blinked, her cute, round face showing she had about five scary movies of varying quality and ratings ready.

Roy: Make sure they’re not rated R next time, you little sneak.

Lian: That I can do.

--------------------------

Meanwhile, with Damian and his rabbit army:

Tim: You’re going to lose, dude.

Damian (holding a rabbit in tiny armor): Shut your mouth, Drake! I will win this battle!

[infriga]

One of my favourite Leverage tropes is when some goons are threatening a member of the team and Eliot just comes out of nowhere from off screen or around a corner, sometimes even when he wasn't anywhere nearby in the previous scene, as if he was summoned like a pokemon coming out of a pokeball. Eliot I choose you.

[spiritbladed]

something something extremely sexy when magic users resort to physical violence. yeah i have the power of god and anime on my side but i also have THESE HANDS. i cast Punch You In The Face. i take my magic staff through which i channel the vast energies of the elements and the cosmos and i cast Severe Concussion And Skull Fracture. casting time for xenoglossy too long, chose the quicker route of Stab You In The Throat.

[jack-elly]

Dcxdp! toxic relationship idea

We do not talk enough about Jazz Fenton as anything other than “the responsible one,” and that’s such a disservice to her character. like yes, she’s kind, she’s smart, she tries to hold everything together, but she’s also a teenager, who makes bad decisions like dating Johnny 13 because he was the typical bad boy.

And i love Jazz x Jason Todd, but not in a soft, healing way, I want the mess. i want the version of jason that is still consumed by anger, still orbiting his need to hurt Bruce Wayne back, still convinced that revenge is the only thing keeping him standing. no redemption arc yet. no comfort. just sharp edges and worse decisions.

put them at 18–19 and it’s over. it’s doomed. it’s perfect.

because jazz would absolutely convince herself she can fix him. not in a naïve way, in a calculated, “i understand people, i can reach him” kind of way. except this isn’t a problem she can solve with empathy and logic. and the worst part? she sees the red flags, she recognizes the patterns… and still stays because she belive she can fix him.

And jason isn’t just “a bad boy,” he’s intense, he’s focused, he sees the world in a way that feels real compared to the carefully controlled life jazz is used to. with him, everything is louder, more dangerous, more honest. and for someone who’s spent her whole life being “the stable one,” that kind of chaos can feel like freedom.

until it isn’t.

until she’s covering for him. until she’s lying to Danny . until she starts justifying things she would’ve never accepted before. and that’s where it gets good, because jazz doesn’t fall all at once. she slides, little by little, convincing herself she’s still in control.

she’s not.

and her parents ?? oh they sees it way before she admits it. They doesn’t even trust jason from the start, but it’s not just jealousy or protectiveness, it’s that gut feeling that something is off. and trying to pull jazz away only makes her dig her heels in deeper, because now it’s not just about jason, it’s about proving she’s not a kid who needs to be told what to do.

which, of course, makes everything worse.

and jason? he’s not oblivious. he knows exactly what he does to her. maybe he tells himself it doesn’t matter. maybe he even thinks pushing her away would be better for her, but he doesn’t. because having someone look at him like he’s still worth saving? yeah. he’s not letting that go easily.

so you get this cycle: jazz trying to save him → getting pulled in deeper → her parents trying to intervene → jazz pushing them away → jason leaning into the chaos → repeat until something breaks.

and something will break.

because being young and in love and just damaged enough to think you can handle it? yeah. that’s not a love story. that’s a slow-motion disaster.