Colin: What the hell is "Project Elrond?"
Beard: I had to make something up.
Colin: But "Elrond?"
Moe: Because it's a secret meeting.
Colin: How do you know that, and why does Elrond mean secret meeting?
Beard: The council of Elrond. It's from the Lord of the Rings. It's the meeting where they decide to destroy the one ring.
Jan: If we're going to call something Project Elrond, I would like my code name to be "Glorfindel."
Colin: I hate every one of you.
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Things didn't go exactly as planned, but I'm not dead, so it's a win.
Source: Andy Weir (“The Martian”)
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Zenitsu Agatsuma: Things are finally going my way. In fact, they're going great! I have a chance to live after all!
[two minutes later]
Zenitsu Agatsuma: I am fucked, and I'm gonna die!
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Things didn’t go exactly as planned, but I’m not dead, so it’s a win.
Klein
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Gura: I’ll admit that this idea is fatally dangerous, but consider this - I’d get to fly around like Iron Man
Sora: …we’ll keep working on ideas
Gura: Iron Man, senpai. IRON MAN.
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It was a ridiculous sequence of events that led to me almost dying, and an even more ridiculous sequence that led to me surviving
Leon
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Things didn’t go exactly as planned, but I’m not dead, so it’s a win
Hannibal
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Things didn’t go exactly as planned, but I’m not dead, so that’s a win.
Eli
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Prompt 128
Everything was gone. But it had been gone for a long time. Cities crumbling to dust under the march of time and under the battering of the weakening sun. Everyone had long since passed into the realm of the dead, and he had long since retreated from the land of the living as he aged, growing larger amidst Time’s coils.
He’d long since stopped being known as Danny to most, his true Name cradled in his core as it grew in power and importance with his own primordial ascendence. Others called him by just as many names as Clockwork, if not more as his planets grew life, his galaxies cultivating their own beings into existence.
To some he was a creator, the bringer of life itself. To others he was destruction, the end of all. So many names, so many even coming close to his Name, each cradled gently by his core.
He was Space, he was stardust, he was a blackhole, the far off galaxies, newborn stars forming in his hands and dying with a blink. Galaxies dancing in his hair, what was, what will be, splintering into planes amidst his strands of hair.
He was Balance, chaos and order dancing together on a tightrope twisting through existence. He was Phantom, a name whispered amidst the Realms as a guardian, a protector, and yet a hunter, a destroyer at once.
He was a Brother, a Father, an Uncle, a Son. He was many things, and that was fine with him, but even if hypothetically he should be impartial, he would freely admit he had favorites. Danielle, his little Moon, his first Daughter and her children of Krypton. Dan, his raging Sun, his Son and his little Laughing Magicians. Clockwork, his Father of Time, and his Speedsters who raced through timelines like giggling toddlers, not really understanding but loved all the same.
His dear Sister’s children, her Ma'aleca'andrans and Atlanteans she tenderly cradled and protected as long as she could before sleep overtook her. His dear Tucker’s Champions, the children of Magic lost and alone. His dear Sam’s children of Lazarus, dancing with blades and between life and death.
Their dear children that came from all of their blood. The Lords of Chaos, of Order, entire Cities brought to life by their magic, entire planets whose heartbeats pulsed with their own.
Everything of what they had once been was gone. And it had been gone for a long time. But they were all still here. For Death was just as much a beginning, as it was the end.
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he’d finally be able to see venus
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The Flash: Whats up, J’onn?
Martian Manhunter, being serious: The sky.
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[ Bruce tells everyone they have a meeting. ]
Shayera: I can't come.
Bruce: Why?
Shayera: I'll be washing my hair.
Wally: I'll be running the water.
John: Holding the towel.
Diana: Putting in the shampoo and conditioner.
Clark: And J'onn and I will be at our homes trying to get over the fact that nobody invited us to the big hair washing party.
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Family Feud: BatFam v FlashFam
Martian Manhunter: (hosting) "Name something a burglar would not want to see when he breaks into a house."
Impulse: (slams on the buzzer)
Martian Manhunter: Bart!
Impulse: Naked grandma!
Martian Manhunter: Nake-HUH?!
Robin: ... I wouldn't wanna see that either.
Board: (dings) "Gun/Occupant"
Impulse: WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
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I need some more fic content for my f/o's expeditiously, I'm tired of the same obsecure fics and headcanons from 4 years ago. 😩😩I need FOOD please writers I'm begging you. Anyone taking requests or even commissions please let me know I'm fucking starving. I'm not that confident about my writing but fuck it I might have to do it myself
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