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boyybites · 2 months
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I have no self control so have another minotaur
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p1nkshield · 6 months
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It would be so weird to see the young justice team have a whole brain conversation in front of you. Like you just escaped a cloning experiment facility and then it’s just-
Aqualad: [looks intently at team]
Kid flash: [looks offended and accused, the throws an arm around robin with a smirk]
Artemis:[rolls eyes and looks at Miss Martian]
Superboy: [Looks at Robin in a slightly amused manner]
The Whole team: [silent brain laugh with knee slapping and tear wiping]
Civilian: ... 👁_👁
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detectiveforfree · 2 years
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redrawing some of my favs to battle my sadness caused by yj:t seems to be counterproductive, but fuck it i just want more emotions for wally's funeral TToTT
dick's apperance literally broke my heart, cause it only just fucking hit him full force. his best friend is gone. and all those pent up emotions come flooding out
artemis' made me so sad, because she looks so lost and afraid, and I bet she spent most of her time from Antartica up to funeral in a daze
barry literally can't look at the grave, he seeks comfort in iris and im QnQ
bart doesnt cry, because he is no stranger to loosing people he cares about, but he is sad and so tired of it
perdita's words about kid flash/wally being something of a security blanket grabbed me by a throat and won't let go, because with him gone how scared and vulnerable and sad must she feel???
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indianapolis500 · 2 months
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logan sargeant | thursday | australia 2024
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dlartistanon · 2 years
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The recent official comic inspired me to doodle a more accurate Hoshiguma
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youcalledsworld · 1 year
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Danny Phantom across the Multiverse
Vlad never learns and like always left his 17 year old nemesis to clean up his mess. So what did Vlad do? He opened the sarcophagus of forever sleep again.
At least he didn't do it for ultimate power again. No he did it because he was desperate, because the Observants finally wanted to lock him up for opening the sarcophagus the first time and releasing Vortex.
So Vlad ran but he didn't want to run forever so he thought he could gain favor from Pariah by releasing him. But that didn't work he just ended up swapping imprisonment for 3000 years for ceasing to exist.
This led to Danny fighting Pariah again, this time without the ecto-skeleton. It was a fierce battle that had the Infinite Realms shaking, the effects of it could be felt in every dimension.
Battered and bruised Danny stood infront Pariah Dark ready to finally end the fight. He crushed Parish's core, but while the old King was fading he didn't want Danny to feel victorious. So he opened up numerous portals behind the halfa that was beginning to suck him in.
While Danny was fighting against the portals with the last of Pariah strength he blasted Danny where his core was and it split into 10 pieces and Danny's energy and body was sucked into them when all but one piece was sucked into the portal.
Clockwork made sure to save one piece so that his grandson could make it back to him and his family.
Once the pieces were spat out the other end of the portals in different dimensions, 9 different Danny's emerged from the pieces.
One Danny found himself stumbling into a Camp that had the campers wearing orange coloured shirts and running around with swords and other kind of weapons. They welcomed him into the camp and helped him recover. He spent 2 years training, questing and trying to find his way back home. Sadly Danny lost his life in the war against the Titans to save his fellow campers.
When he died his core went back to the piece that was being held in Clockworks lair
Another found himself on an island that had dinosaurs and two giant Viking warrior friends fighting to prove who had caught the bigger fish. When they weren't fighting they were training Danny. Sadly he had to leave them in order to find a way home, so he left with a small pirate crew that was led by a man with a straw hat. They had many adventures, they laughed and cried, fought in many battles, fought against the world government and completed their dreams all except Danny who instead of making it home, made one for himself and had lived long enough to meet his great grand children.
Then he passed peacefully in his sleep and made his way back to his grandfather.
Another Danny found himself in a crime ridden city called Gotham instead of helping he decided to find a way home, he knows he should help but this wasn't his dimension he needed to get home. So he started stealing from tech companies in hope to build a portal home. After a few years when he was almost done with the portal the city gained its own vigilante called Batman and he was trying to catch Danny already. The rookie vigilante was well trained but Danny found out that Batman was actually Bruce Wayne (what's with billionaires and their secret life?). Sadly Danny found out that the veil was too thick to punch a hole into the infinite realms so he gave up and became a teacher at Gotham Academy. He eventually married one of his students mothers. A wonderful woman named Paula Crock, they met by accident and got along well. They told each other about their past and decided it didn't matter. Plus she loved it when he broke her ex husband's nose arms and legs. He even punched Bruce Wayne in the face for sending his step daughter on a mission that got her sent to the hospital. Sadly he was gunned down by a criminal while he was shielding his students. On his death bed he promised Paula he would come back for her.
Clockwork promised that he would help Danny reunite with the families he made.
When Max opened his eyes he couldn't remember who he was or how he ended up on the side of the road. Thankfully the Tennyson's gave him a name and adopted him. They even helped him pursue his dream of becoming an astronaut. But thanks to a certain incident he found out he could become something more if he joined the Plumbers. Joining the Plumbers gave him the best and worst times in his life. He made friends he couldn't have met if he didn't join but he also lost friends in this line of work. He also met his ex-wife Verdona who had given him his sons. Then he remembered his past but he couldn't leave his family he made so he didn't look for a way home. His grandson then became a hero like he was when he found the Omnitrix so he trained him. Hoping he didn't make the same mistakes he did, of course Ben made mistakes but at least he was around to help him. Until he wasn't, he was on a mission until he was discovered and had to ask Ben to step up and complete it for him and he did. He was so proud of his grandson, who became a better hero than he ever was. He still helped his grandson when he could even if he didn't want his help. Then one of his grandsons enemies accidentally made a portal to the Infinite Realms and it was going haywire, so he told his grandson and great grandsons to leave so he could shut it down. The only way he could make sure it didn't destroy the world was making it implode which would suck everything in a 10 mile radius into the Infinite Realms. He said good bye to his family and allowed himself to be sucked in.
Max met his Grandfather on the other side and gave him the biggest hug he could. He asked Clockwork if his family was still alive in his original dimension. Clockwork told him that what felt like decades to him over there was only hours here. Then he went on to tell Max that other fragments of him scattered across the Multiverse and would come back when they died or like him enter a realm portal. He also told him that now he had to put the core that was in him with the other core fragments in his lair.
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avisisisis · 1 year
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M'gann: Aw, the light went out :(
Wally: Oh don't worry guys I got this
Wally: *Shakes his entire body really fast*
Wally: *Starts glowing*
Artemis: What? How?
Wally: I swallowed a flashlight!
Kaldur, on the verge of a heart attack: WHY WOULD YOU–
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master-jarrus · 1 month
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Green Tea and Things: Mystake discovers Lloyd is at Darklys and kidnaps adopts her grandson and raises him
*Peaches and Green Tea: Merge fic where Lloyd meets an OC I ship him with
Matcha flavored Coffee: Garmadon doesn't steal the golden weapons but he and Misako end up separated anyways. Lloyd gets kicked out of Darkly's School for Bad Boys and decides to try to find his father
Garmadon's motivation to steal the Golden weapons: self explanatory
Au of that: movie verse mixed with the show would be a series of fics
Please reblog for a larger data pool
*i accidentally put the wrong title 😅
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rand0m-things808 · 1 year
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Jiang Cheng: F*CK YOU! Lan Wangji: Language Jin Ling: F*cking sh*t m*ther f*cker Lan Wangji: Language Wei Wuxian, Lan Jingyi, and Lan Sizhui, synchronized: WHAT THE FRICK FRACK SNICK SNACK PADDY WHACK DIDDLY DACK CROCK POT SLACK BACK QUARTER BACK CRACKER JACK, dude? Lan Wangji: ... Them: ... Lan Wangji: What the actual f*ck was that!?
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drop-zone-homefront · 2 years
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Wally: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!
Artemis: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD!
Wally: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING DICK WITH ME!!!
Kaldur, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.
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jewishbarbies · 3 months
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For reference (and all of our safety), I will not share the alleged leaked lyrics because I don’t want to commit copyright infringement and I don’t want anyone else to either. But allegedly, the billionaire penned lyrics for her upcoming album that allegedly describes her putting stones in her pocket before entering a body of water (allegedly (again this is basset on what people are saying about what leaks have happened and these could all be fake lyrics)).
For those who may not know, famous Poet, Virginia Woolf committed suicide on March 28, 1941, by filling her overcoat pockets with stones and walking into the River Ouse near her home. Her body was not found until April 18. Billionaire’s album is set to release on April 19, 2024 the day after the anniversary of Woolf’s death.
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digitalagepulao · 9 months
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WUKONG "LIGHTWEIGHT" DRINKER CONFIRMED
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johnny1note · 5 months
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Should I be insane and make a five-course dinner for my birthday this year, and should I be extra insane and have the entrée course be Lobster Newburg in puff pastry shells?
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gecemi09 · 7 months
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Artemis Crock is actually the best og team member, y'all are just haters :/
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columboscreens · 1 year
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puppiesandnightlock · 3 months
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LINK: Helpless
Summary: Wally had it good. He was the Track Star of his high school, people fawning over him, anyone he wanted.
The only problem was that now, in his last few years, he'd missed a couple things. Things being credits.
Now he's stuck in theater class. It's not all bad, how could it be when his first day included falling into the arms of the cutest boy he'd ever seen?
Theater Kid Dick x Track Star Wally AU (co written with @daisha-mochizuki)
“West, my office, now. ” 
Wally looked up from his track shoes that he was tying to his feet only to find his coach very pissed off and storming off to his office with a bunch of folders in his hands. He cringed as the door to the office slammed shut, and he sighed as he stood. As he walked, he kept his head tilted downward to try and avert himself from his peers’ gazes, as they either gave him concerned looks or glared at him. 
He stood in front of the desk, fingers tapping against his upper thigh anxiously. 
The coach sat, folding his hands together and leaning his head on them before looking up. 
“Why are you here, West?”
Wally rocked on his tiptoes. “I-uh, I was hoping you could tell me that, sir.”
The coach watched him with an unimpressed look, spreading out the papers from the folders out in front of him. Even from upside down, Wally could see they were charts and grades, as well as tables. He’d always tried to keep his grades afloat because otherwise he wouldn’t be allowed to play.
“Well, according to this, you’re missing your visual and performing arts credits by a huge amount. You have a bit before you graduate, but you’ll only make it out of this school if you start gathering them now.”
Wally sighed to himself. 
This was going to be a long conversation, wasn’t it?  
“Thank you, sir, I-” 
“I’ve already enrolled you into a class myself,” the coach interrupted Wally, sliding a new schedule sheet across his desk over to Wally, who was standing there stiffly. “You’ll start your new class tomorrow. Rest up. We need you for this team.” 
He was shooed out of the office with only a schedule in hand, staring at it without reading the words. The world felt numb as he trudged back into the locker room, the world blurring out his teammates. He re-dressed slowly, before tying his black combat boots and going back outside, unwilling to face his teammates. 
Instead of sitting out on the bleachers to watch the practice, he went to sit under a tree overlooking the field.
Sighing, he unfolded the schedule to look for the highlighted class signifying his new one.
Theater - seventh period. Teacher - Dinah Lance.
Theater? Well, his parents had always told him he was a drama queen…
He walked into the place marked on his schedule, his boots creaking the old wood beneath his feet as he walked along the stage, trying to find someone, anyone, to signal that he was indeed in the right place. 
“Hello…?” he called out tentatively, carefully trying to pull back the deep red velvet curtains that were drawn shut. He screeched and nearly toppled over as a hand was thrust through the curtains and grabbed him by the collar of his T-shirt to yank him back into the curtain-abyss. 
Wally held up his hands, taekwondo style, and quickly looked around for whoever had dragged him through. He was met, however, with the searing stage lights being flipped on and shone directly in his face.
“State the reason for your presence.” A low voice growled.
“Um, this is my seventh period now?” He squeaked, shielding his eyes. “What the hell is this, a cult?”
“Close enough!” A different voice chirped, moving the lights from his eyes and allowing him to look around.
In front of him, a tall, blond woman smiled at him, extending a hand. “Forgive the theatrics, my students like to have a little fun with the transfers. I’m Dinah Lance, I'll be your teacher for the rest of the year.”
“Wally West. Nice to meet you,” Wally murmured weakly as he took his new teacher’s hand, shaking it gingerly. 
“Wally, then? Artemis here will give you the tour.” 
A blonde girl stepped forward, having come from the lights. “Hey. I’m Artemis, and damn, we got you so good!”
Wally grumbled to himself, glowering at the girl, apparently Artemis. He crossed his arms over his chest and turned his face away when the girl held out a hand for him. Artemis rolled her eyes and grabbed Wally, dragging him along despite his annoyed facade. Wally yelped, stumbling.
“You should get used to it, Baywatch, that’s how we work around here.” 
“Baywatch?” Wally looked down at himself, catching a glimpse of his face in his reflection. His black beanie slipped up, allowing for his bangs to float into his face.
“I feel like you watch shitty daytime TV,” Artemis shrugged.
He scowled, following her as she pointed out several different areas and teams with specific names. He wandered after Artemis, his eyes flitting around as he tried to observe and intake all of the information he was quickly learning. 
Wally had always been a trouble magnet, however, and managed to find it in the most random of ways. 
Today, it took the form of a clump of loose wires strewn across the backstage. Artemis stepped over it easily and he moved to do the same, but followed her hand to where she was pointing at the set-builders. A boy was there, outlining a piece for an outdoor scene, and right as he turned, the other boy misstepped, shutting his eyes as his whole body was to inevitably hit the floor face first.
Instead, he landed with a soft whoomph against a warm body. He looked up, blinking up as the brightly shining light above them led him to the most beautiful blue eyes he’d ever seen.
It was a normal day, alright? Playing knight in shining armor for boys in too much black was not something on Dick’s agenda. 
It was the props and stage day and everyone was helping out. He was humming along to one of the broadway soundtracks playing from a nearby speaker on low, and losing himself in the swoops and swerves of the lines, thick strokes of dark color being left behind in the wake of his brush.
He had missed the customary ‘scare the ever-living shit out of the new student’ ritual, but trusted that one of his friends had recorded it. He could hear Artemis’s voice droning on about the theater and turned to wave her over.
The student following her met his gaze, flashing Dick a glimpse of striking green, before the person tripped and ended up promptly falling flat on their face.
Well, they would have, if DIck hadn’t dropped his brush the moment he saw the kid’s foot catch in the wire and bolted forward.
He caught the kid with ease, waiting until they turned to look at him, dark eyeliner making the disoriented green eyes even wider.
On top of being the most dramatic person to grace the school’s theater class, Dick was also known for being a bit of a flirt, and upon seeing the situation, his brain to mouth filter broke completely.
“Well, new kid, looks like you’re already falling for me.”
Wally gaped at him, wondering how the extremely attractive boy who was cradling him in his arms just shot him the most appropriate and horrible pickup to ever grace his ears.
“W-what?” He stammered, unsure if he’d actually heard correctly. 
Pretty boy laughed, embarrassed flush coming over his cheeks. “That was bad, sorry. I’m all about the drama, and a pick-up line or two is always fun, even if I never pick anyone up with them.”
Well, you've sure got me. Wally laughed nervously as the thought popped in his mind. “Thanks for catching me, man.”
“Oh!” He stepped back, placing Wally back on the ground and dusting him off. Wally let himself be manhandled, looking at the boy's full form.
“My pleasure. You got a name, new kid?” His mind blanked at the question, until he realized that the boy in blue was awaiting an answer.
“Oh…um, Wally. Wally West. Well, Wallance if you wanna be formal, but no one callsmethatbut myMomwhenshe'sangry-”
The boy cut him off with a laugh, the sound ringing in his ears like the song of a windchime.
“You’re a rambler, aren't you?”
“M’on the track team, my mouth and my feet move quicker than my brain sometimes.” He then got a mischievous smirk on his face. “What about you, Gorgeous? Got a name?” 
The other boy fumbled in turn, flushing red. “Dick Grayson.”
Wally bit back a joke and grinned. “Nice to meet ya.” 
Artemis clapped Wally on the shoulder as she decided she was finished watching, causing the redhead to jump and squeak in response, the boy snapping out of his stupor. “C’mon, pretty boy, you need to finish the tour. You can get handsy with good ol’ Dick here later.” 
Wally choked on air, Dick doing much the same. “I wasn’t-we weren’t-”
“M’kay.”She smirked at Dick, Wally taking note of the dirty glance from the other boy. “C’mon, Baywatch, we’ve got another half of the theater to discuss.”
Wally looked back at Dick, a sort of hopeful look in his green eyes. “I’ll, uh, see you later?”
His voice raised an octave at the end, causing Dick to chuckle softly. He offered the redhead a small grin and a wave. “I’ll see you later.”
Wally’s grin grew wider, but he was very quickly dragged off by an annoyed Artemis, who was muttering under her breath as she led Wally back on the path they had been on before. He couldn’t help but look back, however, and saw the deep blue eyes still trained on him, following after him. The sight and thought caused a rush of warmth to flood through him, a tingling pleasant sensation setting off flutters at the pit of his stomach.
Maybe theater wouldn’t be so bad after all.
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