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odinsblog · 11 months
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 1 month
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I feel like I literally get 3000 scam calls day so sometimes I entertain it and let the class answer for me😂🤷🏾‍♀️
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viejospellejos · 2 years
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Los filtros los carga el diablo
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jaubaius · 2 years
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Old but gold
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Human Observation Log 53
Several crewmates have witnessed Human Carter thanking the automatic doors and food replicators, as well as apologizing to a table after running into it. When asked why they did such a thing, Human Carter said it was because they’re ‘Canadian’. Human Rielly informed me that Canadians are part of a religious sect that worship inanimate objects. The offerings made to the silicon fern now make much more sense.
Carter’s Journal: entry 89
I accidentally apologized to the table again after running into it. I don’t know why I keep running into it but it’s driving me crazy. Next time I might just kick it out of spite. Several crewmates have started thanking the replicator, which I think is actually very sweet of them. I’m still feeding the plant in the Galley. Jonson thinks it’s weird but I swear that thing is actually an alien. The food disappears every time and I’m not about to be eaten by a carnivorous fern several hundred lightyears away from home. If I wanted that I would have stayed stationed on Galzabab.
Rielly's Journal: Entry 92.
So I have about half the crew converted to Canadianism and the other half mimicking Carter out of respect for his beliefs. I can’t wait to see what happens when Carter finally loses it and breaks the table. I’ve been moving it a little every day. They still think the plastic fern is alive too. I’ve been eating all the offerings and today Jonson tried to explain that it was plastic and not an alien and half the Galley started yelling at them for challenging Carter’s beliefs. Jonson just sat there gobsmacked for a good ten minutes. Another great day in space.
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flame-343 · 3 months
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Tim: hey Alfie, I think you'll need more cleaning supplies
Alfred: ah, hello master Tim, may I ask why?
Tim: * cringes*
Alfred: *sigh* murder to prank war how bad
Tim:................
Tim: I caught Jason and Steph planning a prank and then walked into dick convincing Damian pulling pranks are non negotiable for any kid
Alfred: ........... Thank you for the warning master Tim, I will go inform the cleaning company about the pranks and ask for my weekly shipment in advance
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lucifersruberduck · 25 days
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Alastor's list of likes from the wiki states he likes playing pranks, so, since its April Fools today just imagine:
Alastor changing every single digital device to play jazz music.
Pickpocketing random things and not giving them back until they give up on searching.
Hiding behind people to see how long it is until they notice.
Painting Lucifer's ducks pink.
Post-its all around the hotel with ridiculous threats written in glitter gel pen.
Stealing Lucifer's hat when he leaves it aside and just wearing it until he notices.
Replacing Lucifer's overly sweet coffee/tea with raw unsweetened coffee/tea and see what face he makes.
Placing the most random/cursed pictures in front of every Vox spy camera he can find.
Prank calls.
Changing the order of things in the bar/kitchen/someone's room/etc.
Randomly shouting dad jokes (Lucifer joined this one, it's now become a competition).
Sticking post-its with jokes in the back of people, Lucifer and Vaggie were too short for this one, both noticed easily when he had to bend 90 degrees to try.
Doodles of the residents all around the hotel, some more wholesome than others.
Pray that if you left your phone unlocked over the table, Alastor didn't see it before you realized.
Glitter, he hates it, but it's not him who's going to be covered in it anyway.
Prank wars woth anyone who gets sick of him after a while.
Purposefully mixing up names.
Stealing Lucifer's staff.
Hiding in Rosie's house making little sounds until she finds him.
Feel free to add more btw.
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alwaysbewoke · 30 days
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youcalledsworld · 1 year
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Demon Head vs the Ghost King
Ras al Ghul has an immortal enemy, someone he truly hates. This enemy had a way of getting under his skin and made him lose his composure
This enemy was a friend at one point, someone he trained with, someone he constantly lost too, someone he had to get out of his way. Ras didn't want to kill him but he needed him out of his way to ascend the throne to be the Demon Head.
The only way he could get his friend out of the way was to kill him and that was the biggest mistake of his life. Because the friend he wanted out of the way didn't need the Lazarus Pits to live forever.
Because of his betrayal, Danyal promised not to kill him but to make his life hell. And kept his promise he did, he kept showing up throughout the years.
He showed up during his induction challenging him for the throne and utterly humiliated him in front of his underlings, leaving him bleeding and alive. That wasn't the last time Danyal fought him. It was during these fights that he noticed Danyal aged slowly.
He gained the trust and loyalty of some of his numerous children. Asking him to renounce their father so he could give them a happy life away from the league.
He stole some of his subordinates and even whispered into the ears of others to betray him. Not all those who betrayed him did it because of Danyal.
And other ways he made Ras life miserable was in petty ways. Stealing his possessions and even moving his furniture an inch to the left and having those close to the wall phased through. Cutting holes in his clothes in inappropriate areas, stealing the soles of his shoes, drawing on his face and most annoyingly walking behind him and disappearing whenever he turned around.
This has been going on for hundreds of years and everything he did to combat his old friend ended in failure. He was so desperate he tricked magicians and demons into dealing with him. All of them ended in failure or them turning to Danyal side.
Now he was going to summon the new Ghost King in hopes he could deal with his old friend. But he had to sacrifice something in order to appease the Ghost King, so he had his people find his daughter Talia so he could offer her as tribute. He already knew Danyal spoke to her before so it was only a matter of time before he joined her.
If this could save him from his immortal enemy so be it.
He had everything for the summoning now all he had to do was chant. He felt excited because he could finally be rid of his worst enemy. And he kept getting excited when green smoke came out the circle and spreading across the room.
He could see a tall silhouette with a floating crown standing in the middle of the circle. He couldn't help the grin forming on his face, he could practically hear the screams of Danyal begging for mercy.
But when the smoke settled he felt all hope he had drained away because staring at him with gleeful blue eyes and slurping on a smoothie was his worst enemy.
"Hiya Razzy it's been a long time and is that your daughter Talia tied up over there?" Danyal asked.
And like that Ras al Ghul wanted to die.
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thatsbelievable · 25 days
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whumpster-dumpster · 7 months
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Do you have any prompts for older sibling whump?
Sure, here are a few!
Having nightmares about losing their younger sibling(s)
Trading themself to the enemy for the younger's freedom
Stressing/overworking themself to take care of the younger
Parent(s) favoring the younger and neglecting the older's needs
Younger Sibling shocked to see Older Sibling cry for the first time
Older Sibling weakly giving Younger instructions on first aid for them
Whumper blackmailing them by threatening their younger sibling(s)
Throwing themself in front of a blow that was meant for the younger
Younger trying to use the same comfort techniques Older always uses for them
"You told me you were okay! You lied to me! Why?" "I'm your big sibling. It's my job to be okay."
Sibling rivalry escalates too far. Now Younger's actually hurt Older Sibling and is scrambling to fix it
Whumper forcing Younger Sibling to torture the older, Older tries to keep a brave face and assure them they can take it
Younger pranking Older Sibling with something they fear and realizes it's too far when Older totally panics/breaks down
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viejospellejos · 4 months
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Un abuelo se queda dormido en el bar y le gastan esta broma:
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thevoidstaredback · 5 days
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Saturday's at Wayne Manor are family days. The whole weekend is reserved for the family to come and go as they please, but the biggest events are the Game Days on Saturday from 11:00 to 16:00 and Sunday Dinner at 18:00.
Every Saturday is a Game Day, but the third Saturday of each month is Competition Day. The kids all choose their favorite games, and everyone competes against each other. It's very rarely missed by anyone, but there have been times when someone has had to tap out for one reason or another. Alfred keeps track of who's missed how many days. Barbra keeps the tally of who's won what and how many times. At the end of the year, on December 31st, the scores are announced.
Sunday Dinners are sacred. No one ever misses a Sunday Dinner. The last person who did Jason is still getting subtle jabs and looks from everyone and that was a year ago and he had a very good reason, thank you very much! Everyone is always present for Sunday Dinner because everyone still has a room and the option to stay the night between the two days. Most usually take up the offer, but there have been extenuating circumstances that have pulled someone from the Manor.
No matter any of that because everyone is here and everyone is staying the night. That means everyone is patrolling Gotham tonight. Almost everyone. Batwoman has offered to take over Bludhaven for the night, so that's where she's gone.
Bruce plans to present his idea of messing with his coworkers when everyone gets back to the cave after patrol. All his kids know who they all are, having been trained by him, so there's no risk or accidental reveals on his part. In actuality, the kids thought of it like a game. They even had a folder for it on the Bat Computer and everything!
Yes, that night, after everyone returned to the Bat Cave, he would gather his Chaos Gremlins and invite them to mess with the Justice League with him. He'd also try and get Alfred in on it. Family bonding, and all that.
Though, making his kids sweat was its own form of amusement for him. It was 3:00 when everyone finally returned. They all ran their own routes, watched over by Oracle, and their own times, but everyone was always done no later than 3:00. It was a rule that the Gotham Rouges had yet to pick up on because Batman went back out until dawn more often than not.
Anyway, Bruce has been the first to get back and had put on an act of being upset. He usually kept his Batman persona with his suit, so he was rarely ever this stoic while he was Bruce Wayne. He hid his smirk as he sat at the head of the meeting table in the Cave, waiting for his children to change and sit with him. Duke normally was asleep by now, but he'd asked the boy to be there, letting him in on the harmless prank while they waited for his siblings and Stephanie to arrive.
Once everyone was seated, he waited a total of thirty seconds, meeting eyes with every one of his children, before he spoke. "I'm very disappointed."
Dick's eyes narrowed ever so slightly. He'd known Bruce the longest - aside from Alfred - and had likely picked up on something the second he saw Bruce and Duke at the table. "At who?"
"The Justice League," It was amusing to watch the tension melt off of all of them when he shook his head, "We all know who all of them are, as well as everyone who trained under them, but they don't know who we are."
"Except Wonder Woman," Jason pointed out, "She figured me out when I came back."
Fair, Bruce supposed. Jason was always Diana's favorite. "I think they need some help," he said, "A push in the right direction, so to speak."
Stephanie had a smile on her face that promised mischief. "We're not telling them, right? 'Cause that'd be no fun."
"Course not!" Duke yawned, "B said we'd give them a hint."
"What did you have in mind, father?" Damian asked, stoic as always, but matching the gleam in Cass's eyes.
"We invite them to the Bat Cave," he said, "Show them around a bit. The only exits we tell them about, though, should be the Lane," How the ground vehicles get in and out. "-the Zeta Tubes," Obviously. "-and the elevator. But, we don't tell them what's upstairs."
Alfred seemed very amused from where he had taken his seat at the other end of the table.
"From there," Bruce continued, "We invite their civilian identities to the next Gala. Meet them. Hint about the Cave without actually saying anything. If I know Clark as well as I know I do, then he'll, at the very least, piece together that the Bat Cave is under Wayne Manor."
"And if we play it right?" Dick's grin was manic, "They won't connect who we are."
"Won't that be suspicious, though?" Tim spoke up for the first time, "They may not have put things together yet, but they aren't stupid. They're heroes. If we give them the pieces, they're gonna piece them together."
Damian was the one to answer him. "Batman and Bruce Wayne hate one another, though there is a grudging acknowledgement and respect."
"Give them the right pieces, with a few from the wrong puzzle, in the wrong order, we could totally have them fooled!" Jason explained.
The group shared looks between each other. Nothing needed to be said because the looks and movements said everything.
Alfred smiled and shook his head fondly. "You may plan this in the morning. For now, go to bed and get some sleep."
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