i love how yj tries to present jackie as this leading lady, popular girl, makes-shauna-live-in-her-shadow type character, but that’s literally not her character at all ??
they act like before the crash jackie had some intense friendship power over them, and they did whatever she said, and then after the crash it all fell apart… girl no ??? she’s a girlfailure ??? hello ???
“oohhhh look at her leadership skilzzzzz, eveyone listens to herrrrr, ohhhhhh she’s so POPULAR that she MANIPULATED her BESTIE into joining soccer !!”
meanwhile jackie before the crash: “guys pleez say something nice about each other 😠😞😔 heeehee shauna i like you 😙 lolz you suck at dancing but you’re my best friend and i love you and i’d do literally anything for you you’re the light of my life 😭😭😭 please don’t be mad at me 🥺🥺🥺 you’re not mad at me right 🥹 okay 🥰”
like pls- be so fr rn.
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“Did this place pick up a ghost when I was dead or something?”
Tim whipped his head towards Jason, who looked mildly perturbed.
“You too?!” Tim demanded.
“What?”
“The ghost! I kept thinking it was a hallucination, you know? But even when I laid off of the caffeine, there’d be a fucking shadow at the edge of my vision! At night! You saw it too, right?” Tim rambled, increasingly agitated. “It even moves the fucking coffee mugs! I know where I left my favorite mug, and it sure as hell wasn’t in the sink!”
Jason blinked at him, face morphing into concern.
“Replacement, when was the last time you got some sleep?”
Tim inhaled. “Jason, I swear to god I will replace all of the shampoo in your twenty six safe houses with glitter glue if you don’t tell me whether you saw it or not.”
Jason nodded immediately. In his defense, Tim grew up to be a scary motherfucker. Diabolical little shit would have been a fucking terrifying villain.
“I knew it.”
——
Danny hummed. Tim was going to freak when he found his cowl three inches to the left.
He merrily avoided all of the set up cameras by simply going invisible and intangible, save for his arms that he uses to sweep the cowl to the side.
He could hear the static on the cameras. Danny grinned. Operation Gaslight, Ghostkeep, Girlboss is on.
——
“Tim-” Dick started, only to be cut short by Tim whirling around and jabbing a painful finger into his chest.
“You owe me this, for that Arkham comment when B went missing.”
Dick raised his hands in surrender, guilt flaring.
“Drake, what kind of pointless scheme are you getting us in, now?”
“Not now, demon brat.” Jason elbows the kid. “Just go along with it.”
“Look.”
“Well. I guess we were right, yeah, Tim?” Duke muttered, eyeing the moved cowl. “My ghost-sight isn’t seeing anything. Not even wind movement.”
“What’s going on, boys?”
“B, there’s a ghost in the manor.”
“He’s freaking out because it moved his coffee mug like three times.” Steph chimed in.
——
“Danny?”
“Yeah?”
“Have you seen anything weird, lately?”
Danny tilted his head. “No…?”
“Not even in the house?” Jason asked.
“Shadows? Anything?” Dick asked, eye bags prominent on the normally exuberant man. Danny snickered inwardly. They’ve been up for three days trying to “catch” the ghost.
“Uh. I mean the floorboards creak sometimes? But in terms of shadows… I think I saw them outside? Kind of looked like Batman, actually. But my eyesight gets bad at night. Why?”
Danny could see in the dark just fine.
“Nothing! Let me know if you see anything, okay?”
“Uh. Sure? Maybe you guys should… get some sleep?”
“Uh-huh.”
The bats file out of his room.
——
Danny locked glowing green eyes with Tim and Dick. He did some quick thinking and contorted his ectoplasm into something more grotesque.
“Kkkhggggghkkkkeeee!!!” He screeched.
“AHHHHHHHHHH!” The two of them screamed, both bolting and throwing things at him. It was impressive how fast they backpedaled.
“That was close,” Danny muttered. He quickly scribbled on Damian’s whiteboard with conspiracy theories and dipped before the rest of the bats came thundering.
He fell into a light sleep just as Stephanie checked up on him, work done.
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Freddie Lounds:
recognised a very specific brand of hostility in Will, which made her sense that Will might be the murderer
figured out that Abigail killed Nicholas Boyle
probably the first (besides Hannibal and Will themselves) realized how unusual relationship between Will and Hannibal is (and almost died because of it)
called Hannibal and Will “murder husbands”
Bonus quote:
“I think people hate Freddie because she tells the truth. But it’s like ‘if you don’t want me to call you Murder Husbands, stop being Murder Husbands!’” — Lara Jean Chorostecki when asked whether or not Freddie pronounced Will and Hannibal Murder Husbands just to spite them
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°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ཻུ۪۪♡. stop noting this pls
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