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"everyone is bi until proven guilty" - my 16 yo fencing coach
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phanrenaissance · 2 months
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cute first date ideas! 😍
make slime together 🎨
visit a cottage 🌹
make a bonfire 😊
play piano for him 🎶
invite a third 😳
summon him
s̶̭̥̎̈̂̿͊̎u̸̩̦̹̇͛̄m̷͍̕m̵̘̲̫͕̪͆̀̚ö̴̝̗̰͎́̃̐́͝n̵̪̤̯̒ ̷̥̲̑́̐̀h̸̩̜̫̘̝̐́i̴̺͔̝͇̠̥̾m̶͖̪̰̹͜͝ ̴̡̖̗̱͒̂̃
ş̴̡̧̙̲̞͍͖̜̲̻̜̫͕̏̎͜u̴̟̣̜̍́m̴̲͕̝͚͎̪̫͇̥͉̩̦̰̞͂͌͆̅̎̇̕m̷̄̍̒̉͋̄̀͐̔͋̿͆̕͜͝ó̴̧̨̧̙̟͎̙̯̼̯̱̖͙͂̃̍̓̆̇̀̂͗́̈́͐̓n̴̛͎̄̋́̒̑́̏̿ͅ ̸̥͖̰̠̺̤͑͛̂̈́̀̑̈́͛͛̏͝ḩ̵̡̡͙̗̰̭͙̫̣̤̬̉̿̐͆̉̈̓̎̌̊͗̍̈́͆̚͝ͅî̷̫̫̱̤͖̺̗̝̮̈́̄̎̔̍́̃͂͝͝m̶̹̼̮̦͍̩̈́͂͋̓͒̑̓́͒̈͒̚͝ͅ ̵̨͍̰̩͓̪̞̫̉̿̽
ṣ̸̡̘̜̬̩͎̳̭̳̙͔̤͍̳̼̜͚͕͎͕͕̓̐̆̍̓͒̇̈́̽̋̾͒̈́̓̐̀̒̈̏̏̎̏̐͐̿͘͝͝u̵̢̧̡̨̨̩̰̼̞̜̣̼͚̫̝̗̖̺͇̭̦̦̭͈͎͚̻̮̦̤̖̦̝͐̀̎̀̆̊͌͂̿̔͛͒̿̿̇͊̐͆̈́̾̇̈̓͐̐͋̋̕̕͜ͅm̶̡̨̡̛̛̛̯̳͈̲̻̗͍͈̦̲̬̼̪̹͍̱̗̈́͂̓̌̍́͒̈́͂̈́͐̋̀̀̾͋̾̽̊̄̑̋̂͋̚̚͝m̴̡̧̢͓̥̜̻̠͎̣̪͎͓̟̫̪̱̜̭̯̥͐͒̍̍́͆͋̌̎̈́̉̓̈́̿̚̕̕͜͝͝͝o̷̞͕̿̋́̅̍́͌̉̓̉͋̄̔͊̀̈̈́͌̈́͒͊͠n̷̛̛͇͑̄̍̔͊̀̄͋́͆̃̒̒͐̓̈́̈̌̋̀͋͆̀́̾̚̕̚͝͝͠ ̵̧̧̨̝͇̜̖̠̞̙̺̫̲͖̩͉͖̞͈̟͙̱̮͎̖͉͉̈̆̽͂͛̽̓̐̅̓̈́̔̃̇͆̊̏̂͋̏̔̀̄͘͠͝͝͠͠ḩ̵̢͙͎̟̰̣̥̥͓̙̹͇̘̣͔̼̥͓̟̝̰̩͙̝̮̩͉̫̟̟͆͜͜ͅî̵̛̳̒̄̏͌̄̑̅̏́̓̂͂̓́̕͝͠m̴͎͈̪͖̈́̓͐̇̿̾́̐̓̉̇͊͆͆̒̂̇̒̓̉̑͂̑͛̚͘͝͠ ̷̨̧͇̤̖̲̥̺͓̫̫̫̯̹̘̹̟̪̃͋̌̆̾̎̂́̅́͗̚͜͜͝͝͝ͅ
s̶̢̡̨̨̢̨͈͇̹̱̭̰̥͚͕̻͚͎̦̰̺̘̭̪̝̖̳̦̭̥̬̝͚̠͍̟͚̹̙̄̄͛̈́͆̿̋̄͝ͅͅū̵̳̦͋̿̈́́̕͠m̴̡̨̨̖̣͓̙̮̝͔̭̜̒̈̇̌͒͛̔̌͋̉͊̑̓̂̓̓̌̋̐̐̍̆̓̽͘͘̚͝͝͝͝m̵̧̗̹̹̟̣̹̣͙̟̬̱̦͔̭̐̌̆̅́͆̀̈͋̈́̂̆̌̿̽̊̍̑̑̃͒͊̈́͝͝ǫ̴̢̢̨̡̛̘̠̭̱͙̬͖͔͍̗̗̮͇͇͉̗̻́͋̔̊̑̑͌͑̀̿̈́̆̓̇͐̆̋̈́̀̓͊̉̋̓̓̚͝͠͝n̸̢̡̡̨̛̛̞͙̪̻̠̻̤̝̺̹̼̤̟͇̤̙̰̥̼̺͓̯̱̪̙̳̬̼̰̘͔̓̌̅͐̑̇͑̌̔̀͗̋́̽̂̍͛͛̽̋͒̈̽͋͆͂̑͑̌͒̋͊͂͑͆̓̈́͌̌̚̕̕̚̚͝͠͠ͅͅ ̴̨̛̹̯̣̖̼̟̥̗̳̠̠̺̟͚̔͂̇̒̾̿͋͋̋̊̏̒͐̌͆͛̑̐̾͌́͂̋̈́͝͝ͅḧ̴̢̝̞̘͈̼͔̯͎̬̭̞̯́͐͛͛̆͛͌̄͛͒̀̆͑͆̾̿̆̏̍̒́̄̉̂̕̚͝ͅȉ̵̝̖͋͌̊̀̊̄̈́̋̓͐̌̂̑̈̔͋̇̔̊́̂̔̆̎͆̈́̾̈́̊́͋̈́̓̾͋̓̂͗̚̕͝͠m̷̢̨̛̛̛̛̛̛͇̬̪̲̗̖̫̰̪͕͓͍̩̫͉̟̞̏̇̑̐͂̄̅͊̀́̃̒͑̈̽̐̆̃͋͒͒̈́̿̈́̆̐͋̀͆̊͋̾̍̉͘͘ͅ ̸͎͕͎̩͉̦̣̘̬͚͙̰͇͈͒̌͆̍̌̿̋͠
Ḩ̶̧̡̧̧̛̱̪̙̫͔̗̫̠̠̜̙̹̩̎̒̉͂͗̀͒̔̉̂̒̐̈́͛̄̉̌͐̾̂̀͘͘͠E̵̛͍̺͚̼̱̓͂̀̈́̀̈́̌̽̃̇̏͂͌̅̂̋͊̕̕͜ ̴̢̮̘̘͚̜̫̳̙͇̲̦̟̪̤̱͙̲̮̜́͐͊̓̃̀͊̏̊̽̓͝I̵̡͙̙͙̫̻̥͚̣̖͎̻͇͍̩̯̗͉̹̫̠̬͓̥͈̟̫͍͍͉͍̐͆̓̒͆̒̌́͆̐͆̾̒̄̓͗̑̿̒͋̒̚͜͜ͅͅS̵̡̨̡̡̝̥͍̜͙̰̤̙̼̝̱̖͓͉̘̼̲͙̲̙͉̜͔͓̠̱͈̟̥̘̣̐͌̈́̍̀́͗̍͑̊́̈́͊̊̍͒̌̇̽̓̿̈̇̾͋͋̇̂͘͜ ̵̯̦̼̼̻̗̽̌̃͗̋̐̋͋̑̊̇̇͑̈̉̐̈́̔̓͒̉̉͗͌̃̾͋̊͊̋ͅŔ̸̻͉̣̭͙̖͔͖̗͖̦̲͍̔̊̒̓̔̈́̀̇͑͑̍̅̓̅͒̂̐͒͑͂̍͗̆̈͛̈́͘̕̚͘̕Į̴̡̨̛͍̤͎̘̰̞̼̣̺͎̬̯̝̣̻̟͔̫̫͙̳͚̔̎̈͗̒̈́̄́̅̉̈́̂́́̾̎̉̄͆̉̑͒̇̈̇̅̌͒̿̌̔́̒̂͌̅̄̌͒̕͜͝͝͝͝͝ͅS̸̡̛̤͍͍͉̰̦̞̮̫̾̿͊̍͒̐̀̃̂̃̈̾̎̍͋̈́̆̓̚͝Ē̸̡̡̡̢̢̡̢͚̗͚̦̜̹̱̠̺̲̭͖͕͎̪͇̟̣̹̲̜͈͙̤̺̫͇̝͇̮͕̝̠̰̩̤͎̼̆̄́͆̒̓̐̅͌̂̓̎͆͗̏̈́͋̀͆̂͛͊͌̓̈̈̽̂̑̇̆̋̀̌̇̽̎̕̚͘͜͜͜͠͝͝͠N̷̡̛̘̞̰̪̘̥̦̰̤̅̀̓̔͋̃̆̔̅̈́̃̈͒̉͊̃̑̂̇̽̈́̓͊̅̉̄͋̆͘͘̚͝͠͝ͅ
D̶̢̛̳̭͇͉̹̻̳̦̖̮̳̳̭̮̯͚̻̜͖̯̳̹̘̲̓͊̈́̒͋̑̌́̔͒͛́̿̋̏̐͌̾̍̆́͆̌̀̒̊̈̒́͆́́͊̂̏̄͌̑̔̐̾͘̕̕͘͜͜ͅƠ̷̡̢̝̺̟̗̞͍̖̇̀͐͒͐͛̅͛̏̋̐̿̓̈͌͗̾̾̄̏̒͋̕͘͜͝͠͠Ņ̶̨̧̟̘͙̝̼̖͔̱̠͇̰͔̣͈̹͕̩̩̺̻̱̜̩͖̮̯̤̃̐̋̎̽̂̀̉̂͐̿̔̓̎̕͜'̴̘̱̩̣͎̪͚̏͑͑̓̂̓̐͐͌̈͘͝T̸̡̛̠͔͍͙̘̹͉͔̮̬̯̤͙̥͕͖̉̋̀̊̈̇̿̆̐̔̓͛́̂̈̋̐͆̈́͑̂͂̈͗̕̕͜͠͝͠͝͝ͅ ̴̧̡̡̡̛͖̻͕̞̻͇̥͕͚̥̮̪̜̝͈̰̙͙͕̩̯̬̫̲̗̣̗͕̻̟̦̫̭͍͎̙͓̜̝͌͑̃̇́͛̈́̍͌̎̊͛̓̏̎̏͐͒̐̉͋̓̐͐̀̈́̃͘̚̚͜͜ͅÇ̶̨̥̜̰̤̫̪̘̰̖̫̻̬̣̭͚̫̩̹̞͕̮̞̞͙͂̇̋̉͂̿̀̓̚͜͠ͅŖ̵̢̢̨̢̢̛̞̖̺̤̘̹̣̥̖̝͇̻̠̙̥̜̹̠͎̻͖͉̻̺͎͙̲͕̜̮͔̜̻̠̮͔̺̥̜̈́̉͂̆̓̍̎͐͒͗̿̒͊̈́̑́̆͑͛̇̾̓̆̉́̊̀͜͝͝͝Y̴̧̨̛̛̝̠̰̱̖̯̱̞̗̠͕̹͎̊͋͌̈́͂̀̆̍̔͂́̈̊̈́̍̒̊̾̈́͌̇̐̃̍̾̈̐͌͊̆̏̀̽̕̚͘̚͝
̶̧̨̧̢̧̡̛̛̛̝͇̝̙̼͈̩̬͕͓͙̯̥̳̲̩͕̟̥̱̳̙̼̤̹̘̺̰̣̪̮̩̞̭͔̓̾̈́́̄̌́͌̄̓͋́͆̈́̈́͂̾̎̌̍͛̾̀̓̇̓͊̚̚͜͜͜͠͠͝ͅC̴̡̧̢̨̢̨͓̖̖͍͇̖̼͎͇̥̼͚͎̼̻̮̭͖͈̭͖̲̣͈̣͒̇̆̓̒̊̀͆̀̽̔̆̄̊͒̈́͗̔̈́͌͑͆̌̽̾̃̆͋́͘̕͠͝͝͠͝͝͠ͅR̷̢̨̨̢̖̥̫͈͖͇̠̝͎̲͙͉̝̻̺̓͒̽̎̈́́͂͐̓̈́́͂͗̐͗̊̂̈́̊͒̃̂̆̃͗͐̆̀̈́̒͊̋̕͘̕͠͠͝Ą̴͓͇̞͔̙͇̗̬̠̲͍̫̟̝̍͑̎́͑̈́̃̉͘͘͜͝ͅF̸̨̨̧̛̛̛̝͎͍̺͍̞̯̼̭̯͖̗̪̙̳̲̼͙͈̼̙̞͕̼̳͕̲̈́̈̆̒̎̌̈́̇̀̈́̆͒̄̎͛̐̎͊̐̎̈̑̄̃̀͒͑͂̚̚̚͜͝͠Ţ̵̛̛̹̺͚̠͍̗͓͈̹̝̝̙̥̫͔̖̭͚͇̺̺̼̙͈̫͚̟̩͉̹̺̺͐͌͑̽̒́̓̋̽̾̾̍̇̐͒̂͐͆̏͋̾́͛̎́̽̃̂̓͌̓̍̚̕̕̚͠͝͝͠͝͝ͅ!̷̢̧̛̞͖͇̖͑̏̀̌͑̆͊̎̔̋̏̑̔͂̂̀̀̾̅̿̈́́͛̓̓̌̈́͗̍̓̋͗̚̕̚̚͠͝͠ ̶̨̧̨̡̧̩͕͕̬̺̰̰̩͓̫̰͕̰͎̳̦̜̘̭̬̰̤̩̘̺͇̰͖͓͖̭̺̹̳̘͇͖̥͇̭̠̰͍̖̰̅̈̈̔̋͗̂̅̒̇͊̓̍͐̄̑͑͋̿͆͂̎̐͑̈́͌́̅̄̋͒̂̕͘̕̚͠͝͝
̶̧̨̧̢̧̡̛̛̛̝͇̝̙̼͈̩̬͕͓͙̯̥̳̲̩͕̟̥̱̳̙̼̤̹̘̺̰̣̪̮̩̞̭͔̓̾̈́́̄̌́͌̄̓͋́͆̈́̈́͂̾̎̌̍͛̾̀̓̇̓͊̚̚͜͜͜͠͠͝ͅC̴̡̧̢̨̢̨͓̖̖͍͇̖̼͎͇̥̼͚͎̼̻̮̭͖͈̭͖̲̣͈̣͒̇̆̓̒̊̀͆̀̽̔̆̄̊͒̈́͗̔̈́͌͑͆̌̽̾̃̆͋́͘̕͠͝͝͠͝͝͠ͅR̷̢̨̨̢̖̥̫͈͖͇̠̝͎̲͙͉̝̻̺̓͒̽̎̈́́͂͐̓̈́́͂͗̐͗̊̂̈́̊͒̃̂̆̃͗͐̆̀̈́̒͊̋̕͘̕͠͠͝Ą̴͓͇̞͔̙͇̗̬̠̲͍̫̟̝̍͑̎́͑̈́̃̉͘͘͜͝ͅF̸̨̨̧̛̛̛̝͎͍̺͍̞̯̼̭̯͖̗̪̙̳̲̼͙͈̼̙̞͕̼̳͕̲̈́̈̆̒̎̌̈́̇̀̈́̆͒̄̎͛̐̎͊̐̎̈̑̄̃̀͒͑͂̚̚̚͜͝͠Ţ̵̛̛̹̺͚̠͍̗͓͈̹̝̝̙̥̫͔̖̭͚͇̺̺̼̙͈̫͚̟̩͉̹̺̺͐͌͑̽̒́̓̋̽̾̾̍̇̐͒̂͐͆̏͋̾́͛̎́̽̃̂̓͌̓̍̚̕̕̚͠͝͝͠͝͝ͅ!̷̢̧̛̞͖͇̖͑̏̀̌͑̆͊̎̔̋̏̑̔͂̂̀̀̾̅̿̈́́͛̓̓̌̈́͗̍̓̋͗̚̕̚̚͠͝͠ ̶̨̧̨̩͕͕̬̺̰̰̩͓̫̰͕̰͎̳̦̜̘̭̬̰̤̩̘̺͇̰͖͓͖̭̺̹̳̘͇͖̅̈̈̔̋͗̂̅̒̇͊̓̍͐̄̑͑͋̿͆͂̎̐͑̈́͌́̅̄̋͒̂̕͘̕̚͠͝͝
̶̧̨̧̢̧̡̛̛̛̝͇̝̙̼͈̩̬͕͓͙̯̥̳̲̩͕̟̥̱̳̙̼̤̹̘̺̰̣̪̮̩̞̭͔̓̾̈́́̄̌́͌̄̓͋́͆̈́̈́͂̾̎̌̍͛̾̀̓̇̓͊̚̚͜͜͜͠͠͝ͅC̴̡̧̢̨̢̨͓̖̖͍͇̖̼͎͇̥̼͚͎̼̻̮̭͖͈̭͖̲̣͈̣͒̇̆̓̒̊̀͆̀̽̔̆̄̊͒̈́͗̔̈́͌͑͆̌̽̾̃̆͋́͘̕͠͝͝͠͝͝͠ͅR̷̢̨̨̢̖̥̫͈͖͇̠̝͎̲͙͉̝̻̺̓͒̽̎̈́́͂͐̓̈́́͂͗̐͗̊̂̈́̊͒̃̂̆̃͗͐̆̀̈́̒͊̋̕͘̕͠͠͝Ą̴͓͇̞͔̙͇̗̬̠̲͍̫̟̝̍͑̎́͑̈́̃̉͘͘͜͝ͅF̸̨̨̧̛̛̛̝͎͍̺͍̞̯̼̭̯͖̗̪̙̳̲̼͙͈̼̙̞͕̼̳͕̲̈́̈̆̒̎̌̈́̇̀̈́̆͒̄̎͛̐̎͊̐̎̈̑̄̃̀͒͑͂̚̚̚͜͝͠Ţ̵̛̛̹̺͚̠͍̗͓͈̹̝̝̙̥̫͔̖̭͚͇̺̺̼̙͈̫͚̟̩͉̹̺̺͐͌͑̽̒́̓̋̽̾̾̍̇̐͒̂͐͆̏͋̾́͛̎́̽̃̂̓͌̓̍̚̕̕̚͠͝͝͠͝͝ͅ!̷̢̧̛̞͖͇̖͑̏̀̌͑̆͊̎̔̋̏̑̔͂̂̀̀̾̅̿̈́́͛̓̓̌̈́͗̍̓̋͗̚̕̚̚͠͝͠ ̶̨̧̨̡̧̩͕͕̬̺̰̰̩͓̫̰͕̰͎̳̦̜̘̭̬̰̤̩̘̺͇̰͖͓͖̭̺̹̳̘͇͖̥͇̭̠̰͍̖̰̅̈̈̔̋͗̂̅̒̇͊̓̍͐̄̑͑͋̿͆͂̎̐͑̈́͌́̅̄̋͒̂̕͘̕̚͠͝͝
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HAPPY TENTH BIRTHDAY TO DANANDPHILGAMES
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i dont know what compelled me to do all of them but here they are
(NOW AVAILABLE AS STICKERS!! =3)
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Invites
"OMA, kill meeeee" Ellie, aka Wrath complained as she allowed her head to 'thunk' on the cafeteria table in the Watchtower she phased into in order to sit in next to a boy dressed in red, yellow, and green.
"Aren't you already halfway there?" Came Robin's response as he took a drink of his water, eyeing his teammate with a raised eyebrow, though it was difficult to tell with his mask in place.
"OMA?" Asked Superboy on the other side of the boy.
"Shush you." She said towards Robin before answering Superboy "Oh my Ancients, it's like OMG but like for us ghosties."
"Tt" "Oh!" Came both their responses.
"So..." began Superboy after a few minutes of silence between them as he looked at Ellie like a confused puppy "Why?"
Ellie groaned and just stayed slumped on the table as she said "Da's dumb Observants council is hosting another dumb ball to try to get him or me hitched again, and like always I'm forced to attend because I'm Da's heir. We both hate it with a passion, most are just stuck up, power hungry, social climbers trying to get into our pants for the royal titles... Espcially if they become our Forevermores."
"Tt, why not just get rid of them? Or simply have your Father dismiss the ball." Robin said, his eye twitching in annoyance just at the thought of it. A ball sounded even more annoying than the gala parties he is made to go to.
"Sounds stressful... Also Forevermores?" Superboy asked, he was always curious of Ellie and her ghost culture but never knew what could be asked or not, he had been warned to never ask how a ghost died after all and that question is normally asked in every ghost hunter video on the internet.
"Forevermores is our term for the ONE. The one and only we will ever be with. Till our final end takes us we are always to be with them only. We are core creatures and bonding on that level is like sacred, we don't rush into bonding like that though. But everyone in the Realms hopes to be either become mine or Da's. And the ball is their best chance at meeting us on neutral grounds." Ellie explained as best as she could for Jon, it was hard trying to explain the type of level a Forevermore was "And to answer you Robin, Da can't. The Observants, despite how annoying they can get with their dumb demands, are part of the system council for the Realms, they're sadly needed to keep things in check hence their name. Da and his friends are still trying to find a loophole to get rid of them though. They were only created when they put Tyrant King to sleep and they still sadly have some backings from other powerful ghosts in the Realms, even an Ancient or two and in order to fully dismiss them we need all Ancients on board. And the ball keeps a lot of ghosts, especially the more powerful ones, errr I guess happy? Most just use it to gossip on neutral grounds, others just like to dance, network, or other junk like that. Basically, when it's not about them trying to get mine or Da's hand in ghost marriage, it's fun so Da can't dismiss it, it'll ruffle to many feathers."
"Wow..." "Tt." Were the response from her teammates.
"Yeah. Da really isn't happy because someone suggested inviting powerful people from a few Mortal Realms this time. Somehow it got approved. So... here." She said as she reached into her own chest, phasing her hand in, and pulled out two green envelopes and placed them on the table in front of them. Both boys stared in surprise to see their names written in dark purple ink and the stylized DP on it.
"CW let me invite you guys personally. Everyone else should be getting theirs in about a few minutes complete with a blaze of green fire and spooky vibes." Ellie said with a strained smile, both happy to invite them but also dreading the questions she'll no doubt have to answer once the invites were sent.
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danrifics · 2 months
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ef-1 · 6 months
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In honour of the last race of the season, here are some respectful moments from 2023 🩷
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shelfperson · 3 days
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okay but WHYYY is no one talking about louis and daniel WHYYYYYYYYYY is no one talking about the greatest grandpa4grandpa relationship known to man and i don’t even mean romantically i mean in the most basic human platonic level their relationship is FASCINATING.
like louis SAUGHT HIM OUT after FIFTY YEARS he FOUND HIS BOY, this horrible infant who DID NOT UNDERSTAND A THING HE TOLD HIM, who saw his raw, decades-old pain and wanted in on it, AND HE GOES BACK FOR HIM BECAUSE HE KNOWS HE’S CHANGED. he can understand now. he can help him find the truth.
and like, they’re both absolutely terrified by each other because they’re both uniquely skilled at getting under each other’s skin and finding that truth (and also because… louis could just up and eat daniel anytime but shhhh…) and it’s because they UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER. louis’s interviewing daniel as much as daniel’s interviewing him, just. pulling teeth from each other’s head, trying to pull out all the rot with such violence and cruelty (from both of them!! daniel is a cockwallop!!) but they want to help each other they CARE ABOUT EACH OTHER.
LIKE THIS????
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THIS FUCKING SHIT?????
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GAGGED ME. RUINED ME. I HAD TO STOP AND TAKE A WALK AROUND THE ROOM.
(the gifs are from @loumands account btw. great work my guy)
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bonfire-beret · 5 months
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"all or nothing" dance for @simplydnp
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wuntrum · 8 months
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heard it was re-animator day
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mailb0xbunii · 7 months
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okay i might've gotten carried away with making minimes ....... they're just so fun to make ....
my hc for the minimes btw
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bluerosefox · 5 months
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A Fair Warning
It was only a matter of time, and a long awaited and well deserved comeuppance, when Joker tried to hurt the wrong person or people.
Not everyone was going to play his games like 'Batsy' does. Not everyone will hesitate or let him live should he put his hands on someone to hurt them. Not everyone will believe Arkham could 'fix' him, he just needed more time and help.
No.
This time Joker bit off more than he could chew when he kidnapped the newly hired Arkham psychiatrist Jasmine Fenton (and he had plans, so many plans, for her. With her mixture of Harley's mind and her looks matching Gordon's daughter would sure to cause some chaos and pain in memories) and the girl's visiting sister Danielle 'Ellie' (and did he laugh when he noticed the 'Wayne' adoptive looks the girl had, on the fun he'll have, maybe he'll beat her the way he beat the second Robin just for funzie's, it'll no doubt upset Batman) from Jasmine's apartment.
He had plans to keep the Bats guessing where he was and by the time they reach him it'll be far to late for them to save either of the two girls, he had just sent the little video he taped to the Bats and the police to get the ball rolling...
So...
So why did a shiver run down his spine for the first time in years when they both looked unafraid (it was their eyes that made him shiver, a look of already dead yet somehow alive, something he never seen before. He's seen the light fade from people's eyes before yes, he's even laughed as he watch people desperately cling onto life only for it to fade into nothing as they took a final breath but never have he seen someone, something alive yet dead at the same time before. It, their eyes, held a natural yet unnatural sense as they stared at him, stared at everything that made him Joker and it unnerved him), honestly they looked very bored, and one of them (the youngest of the two, and the one with more of the look of death than life in their eyes) said with a chill tune in their tone.
"Last chance to back out of this Freakshows Reject. You wont like what'll be waiting for you."
The tone alone was enough to send another bone deep chill down Joker's spine.
But instead of listening to his natural instincts, the deep inkling of run blaring at him, Joker merely placed a grin on his face, ignoring the strain he felt from doing so, and said as nastily as he could in order to scare the two girls (BOTH OF THEM STILL LOOKED BORED WITH HIM?!?! Not even a twitch of fear!)
"OH? And pray tell what is awaiting little ol' me hum?"
His mocking question got a wide feral grin from the smaller girl, a grin with sharp teeth and iris eyes beginning to bleed slowly from sky blue to neon green with each second he stared at her and he barely stopped himself from jumping in his spot when Jasmine answered his question.
"Your end."
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By the time the Bats get to the warehouse Joker had taken Dr. Jasmine 'Jazz' Fenton and Danielle 'Ellie' Fenton they were prepared for anything and everything to go wrong. As much as they held the tiniest bit of hope that the two young women were still okay they knew better than to really do, this was the Joker that had them after all.
They had manged to narrow down his location much quicker than normal when they gotten Joker's first video and his little 'game' he was setting the Bats on, most locations he gave them were going to be red herrings or traps to keep them busy and it would had worked. Batman and the others would had been searching for hours for even a hint of the clue of where the Joker and his hostages were actually being kept.
It was nearly, not really, a shame all of Joker's plans went to waste when Red Hood had stumbled onto something when scooping out Jasmine's apartment with Red Robin.
You see, not only were they looking for clues at first but something about the apartment Jasmine rented seemed off, Red Robin noticed it first and called in back up encase there was more to oldest Fenton than what they could dig up (oldest daughter of Dr's. Jackson and Madeline Fenton, grew up in a small Illinois town, straight A student and a goal to become a psychologist, has two younger siblings, etc etc) and their suspension raised up more when the moment Red Hood entered the apartment and seemed to freeze for a moment.
Red Hood couldn't really explain it but he said it felt like something was... strange. Not evil bad danger strange but it felt familiar? Like he was a kid again on the streets and had walked into someone else's territory but knew the person wouldn't be too much of a hardass about it as long as he didn't stur up trouble or disrespect. A kind of... as long as you don't fuck around you won't find out feeling.
It was because of this feeling that Jason had manged to stumble across something in the room, his instincts telling him there was more to it, and they had discovered a clunky old custom PDA hidden away in a false floorboard in the office room. Thankfully Red Robin, was there in person because the old thing apparently had a rather ingenious firewall to keep others (aka Hackers) OUT but it did nothing against someone who held the main thing.
But still it took Red Robin almost frying the damn thing to get to open up, turns out the ghost and star stickers on the PDA was a rather large hint of the pass code. Once Red Robin was in the PDA he noticed some rather interesting files, one of them labeled "Gremlin Tracking" with a tiny green blob with red eyes and a green outlined star as the icons.
Curiosity taking a hold on the most curious of the Bats he opened it up, hoping it would need another password, and watched as the screen split into two maps, one was... strange, there was no land marks or anything but the star icon seemed to be right in the middle of wherever it was and the only hint of anything was the name "baby brother" and the map labeled as IR.
The other one showed an above map of Gotham, before zooming into the city, heading towards some abandoned warehouses Red Robin knew of and stopped right at one. This was the green blob icon, the short abbreviation for Gotham in the corner of the map, and the name for the icon was 'baby sister'
Red Robin immediately got onto coms to tell the others of what apparently was a tracker for Jasmine's younger siblings. Some questioned why the young woman had trackers on her siblings, though some of the others snarked back that "oh didn't know keeping trackers on each other wasn't normal. Mind if I loose the one you got on me than?"
After a quick sweep into the warehouses camera feeds, the very few up that could be accessed, done by Oracle they quickly discovered that yes the tracking on the younger girl of the two, Danielle Fenton, was correct and that was where they and Joker were at.
Despite this, Batman decided that in order to make sure Joker didn't have suspicion that they already know his actual location he made sure to send a few of the others to the fake locations.
So here they were now, staking out the warehouse where they could see a few of the Jokers goons walking around and looking for a way into the building without alerting any of them. As they talked low into coms, Robin mentioning a possible way in for Red Robin by how small it was, Red Robin hissing back a "just because you got a growth spurt doesn't mean you can poke fun at my height you little-"
"Wait!" Red Hood suddenly hissed shouted, his tone startling the rest of them and they all turned their heads to him. Batman made a quick and harsh grunt as a way to say "report."
Under his helmet Jason's eyes were wide and wild. He could feel something, something huge was on the rise, like something was out of sight but the energy of it was felt.
And if Jason could feel it from his spot, the Jokers goons all felt the same thing from the way they all dropped their weapons, turned toward the warehouse and looked ready to bolt like scared animals.
Jason opened his mouth to explain but fell silent when the feeling suddenly popped. Whatever was causing the feeling was here and like the calm before the storm he could only watch as the first drop of rain fall.
The next thing they know, was the noise and the screaming.
It was inhuman, a mixture of noise and sounds to hard to explain. The closest they could explain was a thousand voices coming in all at once mixing with radio static that kept changing volume so only few words could be even hinted at, and the angry cawing of crows along with the flapping of their wings as they took flight. The noise was so bad that many who heard it nearly ripped their coms out, or covered their ears. Thankfully it only lasted a few seconds.
Then, the air itself shifted. It felt like the coldest of winter nights and bone chilling shivers ran down their bodies for a moment. The air was suddenly that sharp cold that hurt to breathe sometimes.
The goons surrounding the warehouse fled in fear. Many scrambling to get far, far away from whatever was happening. If they felt even a fraction of what Jason could feel, he could understand. He honestly felt like a small animal cornered by a predator and there was no escape.
Then just as suddenly as it happened, everything shifted again. The noise of Gotham returned to normal, cars honking, a stray cat hissing or a dog barking, police sirens in the distance, hissing steam from a nearby factory. The air went from winter cold to a chill mid winter harbor feel now.
Once everyone registered what had just happened and not wanting to waste anymore time they bolted towards the warehouse, cautious and alert in case they needed to fight. Batman went in first, quickly making his way to the area he knew Joker would be with the Fenton sisters and wondered just what the fuck was that? Did Joker do something? Was he messing with things outside of his usual MO?!
He walked into the room and stopped.
There was nothing.
The room was in fact the room Joker had used to record his first message to them, the layout was correct and the evidence of two people who had been tied up were still there as well, ropes that weren't cut sitting on them, a lone lamp light above shining down from above no doubt to emphasize the two girls were meant to be the 'stars' of Jokers latest show. Thing was, the two weren't there despite the fact Oracle swore she could see them a few mins ago from a camera set up in the room, she would later explain that she heard the noise as well and that all her tech had glitched hard.
The only other thing in the room was, sitting innocently on one of the chairs was a green sticky note and on a tiny pillow was a tiny sickly green orb with hints of purple, white, and red swirling in it.
A note they would later read the following message written on it after carefully examining it over.
'Joker learned not to touch what is mine to protect. Sorry not sorry, but hey one less killer clown and he was warned not my fault he didn't take it seriously... The massive amount of souls wanting to rip apart the Joker's soul into nothing was quite a sight to be honest.
They were so ruthless. Best not mess with the vengeful dead am I right?
PS. I left a tiny gift for Jason Todd aka Robin Two. It's the tiniest piece of Joker's soul left over after everyone else got done. He can finish it off since he's a reverent and all, and well they need their revenge filled in order to peacefully move on later or else they'll be stuck forever in a loop of madness and revenge. So yeah. Hope he likes the gift.'
D.P.'
It took Jason less than a second after those words were spoken out to reach for the orb, ignoring the cautious and alarmed cries of the others, and could feel deep, deep, deep in his own soul the absolute pure weeping joy as he threw the orb onto the floor, the bottom shattering thus it didn't roll away and stomped hard with his reinforced boots. Crushing the broken orb into more pieces and if one listened closely they could hear the pure screaming terror that came from it.
And Jason for the first time in years felt his rage finally leave him.
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