#snark replies

[darkwingsnark]

Do you have a fursona and is it a duck? I'm genuinely curious

Do I... have a duck fursona?

Pfft! No! what kind of loser do you take me for?

I've never seen a duck in all my life! What even IS a duck?

Can you prove they exist??

#snark replies #/j #yes I like representing myself as a duck #though I would call them either a toonsona or a ducksona #just because I consider myself more of a toon than a feathery #but that's pulling hairs at this point and I'm honestly not bothered by the furry label anyway

[errantsquam]

silvallanz

#pokemon #xenoblade chronicles 3 #lanz #silvally #xenoblade 3 #alola #forgot if i posted this here #plz no snark in the replies and tags thank you

[ahamkara-apologist]

The ageism towards Osiris is also so so so prominent but I didn’t wanna derail your post since you were doing some really good analysis on the racism in the fandom

No anon you're so right, I tried to hint at it with the fact that I kept saying that him being an older man played a part in why the racism against him was so blatant. The older any man from the Middle East is, the more people seem to think of him as being predatory, sleazy, and untrustworthy. We're considered dangerous militant terrorists when we're in our twenties, but that only gets worse as we get older, and lots of the racist caricatures are biased towards men in their 40's-50's. I blame that on why people were so willing to just assume that Osiris's actions when Savathun was masquerading as him were just him showing his true colours, even though '''he''' was wildly fucking OOC during the whole stint.

Feel free to add your analysis onto mine if you wish! That's not derailing my post about the racism at all, because the ageism and racism goes hand and hand in this case, so focusing on one doesn't exclude the other.

#anon #reply #destiny 2 #osiris #osiris destiny #like okay i joined during splicer and wasnt really into destiny until recently #but even when i was just getting into it and watching the lore vids/playthroughs i caught on pretty quick #bc the only thing savathun and osiris really share is their propensity to snark and drama #and being smart ofc

[thyandrawrites]

If dabi and hawks each had their own youtube channel which one of them do you think would be canceled first?

You know what? They would accidentally cancel themselves as an unplanned side effect of their attempt to deplatform the other. Backfiring galore. And they also absolutely blame each other for their poor social media managing skills

#ali replies #this has bitter exes energies #bitter exes who are invited to the same event and are both supposed to give a speech #which they derail in order to snark at each other #someone needs to write this au

[mana-sputachu]

Random question, but, if Iori was a dude in distress, probably poisoned or asleep, who will save him?

Oh boy.

It is sad that I think... probably no one?

Like, I want to think Chizuru would. Kyo on the other hand couldn't care less if his rival is in danger/disappeared/kidnapped, no matter if Iori actually looked for him back in NESTS day (but after years of this rivalry and Iori screaming his now-gone hate at the top of his lungs, you can't even blame Kyo for his lack of interest).

It's sad to think about it, but... :/

But on a lighter note, the "dude in distress" definition made me think of one of my fave scenes from Disney's Hercules, so have something quick and fun to lift the mood up:

#king of fighters #kof xv #iori yagami #hercules #megara #my drawings #sketch #fanart #fanarts #do not tag as kin please #text posts #replies #anonymous #the snark is the same tbh

[walriding]

Which famous author do you write like?

based on some recent miles replies:

"Adams’ literary style was defined by his wit, irreverence, and inventive use of elements of science fiction. He was renowned for his gift of turning the ordinary into something hilarious and for his proclivity for using science fiction to examine the follies of contemporary life."

based on my latest fanfic:

"He is most well known for his unique writing styles in which he tries to capture how the mind thinks in word. He focused heavily on writing about the stream of consciousness and how everyday tasks were detailed pieces of art. Joyce was also known for combining words or phrases to make new words, especially in his novel Finnegan's Wake."

tagged by : @demcnsinmymind tagging: steal it!!

#(ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏsᴛ (...ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏɢ)) ;;; ᴏᴏᴄ #fun and interesting and two wildly different answers that make sense lol #i'm snappier in rp replies vs fic where i just Go Off #and there's a significant amount of snark in miles replies

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

'No, [The Lady of Shalott] dies for love,' Pippa says, sounding sure of herself for the first time. 'She can't live without him. It's terribly romantic.' Miss Moore gives a wry smile. 'Or romantically terrible.'

A Great and Terrible Beauty by Libba Bray

#something about the wry reply 'or romantically terrible' is really just giving me life #i am doing a reread of one of my most ardently adored teen faves hooray! #a great and terrible beauty #gemma doyle trilogy #libba bray #quotes #i forgot just how much i enjoy the snark factor in this series #it is like a very unique and delightfully cutting vein of snark

[illwynd]

Is it just me or does it seem like Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston had a fallout over how good the latter was in Dark World?

I mean, from the outside it does look like something about their working rapport changed around that time, but I think it's somewhere between pointless and dangerous to assume we can glean anything about why. We don't know them personally and anything we might hear is heavily filtered through PR and the like.

And for myself I just... don't really care much? If they had a falling out that sucks for them and I sympathize, but I'm interested in the art, not the artists' personal lives.

#replies #anon #channel the urge to snark into snarking about the quality of their art #it's much less invasive #and much more justifiable

[fruityfourgalore]

tagged by: @himboharringtxn and @aringofsalt (thank you both 🥰)

last song: mess it up by gracie abrams

last movie: ummmmmmm. something on netflix that obviously wasn't good enough for me to remember

last show: umpteenth binge of the gilmore girls

currently watching: gilmore girls....literally in front of my face right now in the background

currently reading: the last to vanish by megan miranda + lots of delicious steddie fics

currently working on: keeping it together ✌🏻 (but also two original stories, numerous steddie +ronance fics, and a poetry book HA I suck at poetry but its been fun)

favourite colour: 💜

sweet/savoury/spicy: depends on the day, but i like a good salty sweet combo. i am a wimp when it comes to spicy, but I do like spice SHUT UP IT MAKES SENSE

coffee/tea/cocoa: coffee on work days, tea on sad days, cocoa on christmas days

craving: pasta, a new tattoo, a good [redacted], and a coma 😌

🏷 (no pressure!) @original-cypher @mrsmunsons @barackobama @taylorswift @dangerdenim @rainbow-nerdss @thefreakandthehair @wynnyfryd AND ANYONE ELSE WHO WANTS ☺️

#the way I had to fight myself not to be completely snarky in these replies #as you can see #the snark won out on some #tag game #about me #did I tag Blondie and former BEST president of the USA? yes. yes I did.

[darkwingsnark]

Are you planning to continue your BOWUIGI fic?

Yes? I've been sick and putting more focus on working towards getting surgery for my hiatal hernia. Hard to write currently because of my health.

#snark life #snark replies

[stygicniron]

pseudoneiric asked:

❛ You will find me a respectful, quiet, passive observer of the truth. ❜ (from octavian!)

Lost Meme -- @pseudoneiric

Nico snorted, not even bothering to hide the reaction. He’s pretty sure that Octavian was not respectful, quiet, or passive a day in his life, although the living part didn’t matter so much at that point. Nico hadn’t yet tried to see if anyone else could see the spirit of the former praetor, although Roman ghosts were known for being vocal, so this would unfortunately be something of an experiment.

“They’re just voting on the final plans for the temple district,” Nico said. “Once they get some of the big structures approved and plotted, they can figure out where to add any monuments.” Octavian should know all of this though, and Nico suspected he probably did, but it felt worth saying out loud still, if only to make sure the augur knew he hadn’t forgotten.

#pseudoneiric #passive observer #☠ ▌ ｆｉｖｅ ｔｈｏｕｓａｎｄ ａｔｔａｃｋ ｐｏｉｎｔｓ ( ask meme reply. ) #☠ ▌ ｏｆ ａｐｏｌｌｏ ( toa. ) #pan please #putting this in octavian's ghost verse because i gotta #if only because nico can snark back #with living octavian he's usually on his best behavior

[iamanartichoke]

I was hoping thor 4 would heal the wounds from infinity war and endgame, but that's not what happened and probably why there's so much negativity abt it

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I don't know what to tell you, anyone who thought Thor 4 would heal any wounds had their expectations set way too high.

^^ This is not commentary on the quality (or lack thereof, as it may be) of Thor 4; I still haven't actually watched it. It's commentary on how the MCU has become so convoluted and on how people keep "hoping" each new project will fix whatever it was they didn't like about the previous project, even though even if the movies were still as quality as they were back in Phase 1, no matter what, someone is going to get pissed off about it bc it's not their cup of tea, and I'm so goddamn over it.

#but that's just. like. my opinion. man. #asks #charlotte replies #a nonny mouse #the snark is not aimed at you nonny #just at fandom in general #and how Over It i am at this point #thor 4 #can i assume we no longer need thor 4 spoiler tags?

[virescorde]

@reiketsui asked: " i really had such high hopes for you. "

"And when did that change?"

"After you all left, or after things fell apart again at the radio tower?"

#➷ ; ᵇᵉˢᵗ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵘᶰˢᵃᶤᵈ (.answered) #reiketsui #'if I reply with snark then it'll cover up the fact that part of me is genuinely asking'

[deadsetobsessions]

Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.6

[Pt.1] [Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4] [Pt.5] [Pt.7]

Danny slumped over the table at the library. He’d feel embarrassed about it if it weren’t for the rest of the floor’s occupants. Around him, students were speed running through the five stages of grief like it was going out of style.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck.”

“Same.” Danny replied, rolling his head to look at Tim. “I’m feeling like an academic victim instead of an academic weapon right now.”

“I should have stayed dropped out of school,” Tim grumbled.

Danny gasped theatrically. “And deprive the world of your awe-inspiring genius on…” Danny peered at Tim’s books and grinned. “On… the Krebs cycle? Seriously? They’re teaching that again?”

“I know! This is like, the third time.” Tim whined.

“At least you’ll be good at it, right?”

Tim scoffed. “I’m gonna drop out of college and become a stripper.”

“They do make bank,” Danny nodded. “But aren’t you like a millionaire or something?”

Tim brightened. “Oh, you’re right. I don’t need education! I’m filthy rich!”

Danny whacked Tim on the back of the head, laughing quietly.

“Whatever. Let’s go take a break. Snacks?”

“I literally don’t know how you eat so much.”

“Snacks have a separate stomach pouch. Normal food goes one place, junk food and desserts in another.” Danny retorted, quickly packing up his stuff. In reality, he didn’t need that much food. He’s half dead, after all. But food also converts to ectoplasm in his body, and ancients knows Danny needs all the energy he could get.

They made their way out of the campus library, passing stressed out looking students on their way to a taco truck.

“Does this even count as a snack?” Tim asked, amused. He tugged on his book bag, readjusting the vigilante pins on them.

“Is the sky even blue?” Danny snarked back, forking over the cash needed for the best fucking tacos on this side of Gotham. They sat on the benches, asking for an obscene amount of extra lime and cilantro before going to town.

“Holy shit, how many of those can you eat?”

“Dunno,” Danny mumbled though a mouthful or carne asada and pico de gallo. “Hungry.”

Tim snorted, pulling out his phone to scroll as he ate. A moment later, Tim showed Danny his screen.

“Hey, you live near here, right?”

Danny, cheeks bulging with food, peered at Tim’s phone and nodded.

“Oh, cool! Have you seen the green guy around?”

Danny squinted at Tim, tilting his head as he chewed.

“You know, the glowing green guy that’s been blowing up the Gotham Bay tag.”

Oh. Tim was talking about him, Danny!

Danny nodded. He quickly ate his food and wiped his mouth before replying. “Yeah, why?”

“Does he seriously just clean up the bay? Nothing else?”

Mildly offended for some reason, Danny shrugged. “I mean yeah? He doesn’t seem to pop up near any of the shady spots- oh, I saw him save someone from a mugging in front of my apartment once! But like, I think all he does is clean the bay. Which is good, because holy heck, that place is nastyyy.”

“Seriously?” Tim leaned in, looking super interested. “So he’s friendly?”

Danny raised a brow. “Yeah, he seemed pretty nice, I guess. Though, that’s not saying much considering your Rogues tend to be pretty chill when they’re not in the middle of a scheme.”

Tim snorted. “True that. You talked to him? When? Outside of his bay cleanings, right? I’ve noticed that he only talks to the Bats during those.”

Danny stared at Tim. “Tim… are you… stalking the guy?”

What Danny really wanted to say was: “Tim, are you stalking me?”

“I’m not stalking him!” At Danny’s suspicious glare, belied by his sauce stained mouth, Tim sighed. “Okay, maybe I am. But only some minor stalking!”

“Uh-huh.”

“But if you have, you think you could introduce us? Maybe he’d want to be friends?”

Was Tim asking Danny to introduce him to… Danny himself?

“Uh. Why do you even want to meet him?”

“Danny, he’s a glowing green guy that does community service for funsies. And he knows the Bats. That’s cool.”

“And here I thought you wouldn’t know cool if it smacked you in the face.” Danny teased. Well, whatever. He might as well do something nice for Tim. “Sure. I’ll text you when he pops up and see if he’s okay with meeting you.”

Tim grinned at him, a piece of cilantro stuck in his teeth. “Thanks!”

——

Danny made a duplicate of himself and went ghost. Danny and his duplicate looked at each other and sighed.

“We’ve done stupider things.”

“But we’re still not telling Jazz.”

“Agreed.”

Danny paused. Did he just make a deal with himself? No, he’s busy.

Doppelgänger Danny went invisible and left the apartment by going through a wall. Danny followed in a sedate pace, the normal way.

Outside, he pretended to catch sight of a suddenly visible Phantom. He’d heard the heartbeats outside his apartment ever since he got home all those days ago, and he’s pretty sure the vigilantes were watching his place ever since. Luckily, he made sure there weren’t any bugs or hidden cameras- Sam beat cautiousness into his head a while ago- before starting the plan.

One of those heartbeats sounded like Tim’s which left some… interesting connotations.

Danny sighed. Who was he kidding? Of course he’d be friends with a vigilante.

“Hey, Phantom!” Danny shouted, waving. Phantom floated over.

“Danny. Hi. Did you need something?”

“Oh, not really. My friend wanted to meet you, he’s a huuuuge fan. Think you’ve got time today?” Danny held up his phone.

Phantom hummed. “I can stay for a bit. Thirty minutes.”

“Okay, I’ll call him. His name is Tim, by the way. Thanks for taking the time to meet him!”

“No problem.”

Danny texted Tim, and minutely frowned as he picked up the sound of Tim’s ringtone. Shit, that pretty much confirmed his suspicions. He got a text back from Tim.

Timsy

[5 nin]

Nin

Nin

Nin

Min

Danny huffed an amused breath. “He’ll be here in five minutes.”

“Alright.”

Danny texted back an okay.

Five minutes later, a flushed and disheveled Tim peeled onto the street and right to the curb.

“Here!” He said as he tumbled out of the car.

“Damn, bro. You good?”

“Fine- oh my god, you’re the green guy!” Danny had to hand it to Tim. If he didn’t already figure out he was Red Robin, Danny would’ve believed the act. Holy shit, wait, he called his friend broke. Hah!

“It’s Phantom. Nice to meet you, Tom.”

A quick sliver of sullenness flashed over Tim’s face. “It- it’s Tim.”

“Oh, right. Sorry, human names sound so similar.” Danny leaned back and hid a grin as his doppelgänger messed with his friend.

“Oh, wow, you’re not human? What are you then?”

“Oh my god, Tim, you can’t just ask him what he is!” Danny scolded. These vigilantes were really similar.

“Sorry…” Tim apologized.

“It’s fine. To answer your question, I’m dead. Ghost.”

“Do you really pay taxes?”

Phantom tilted his head. “Yes, of course.” By the, Danny meant that he paid both human taxes and oversaw the Zone’s taxes. “You know that saying, something about never escaping from two things and that’s taxes and death? You can escape death- might come back a little wrong- but taxes are in the afterlife too.”

“Come back a little wrong?” Tim asked, eyes suddenly sharp.

“Come back a little,” Phantom gestured to himself. “Green. More emotive and prone to irritation.”

Tim stared.

——

“Jason, are you a ghost?” Dick, crouched on the top of Danny’s apartment building whispered.

Red Hood, crouched in the same area, stayed silent.

——

“How did you die?”

Phantom snarled and disappeared.

Tim whirled around, looking bewildered. Behind him, Danny struggled to stay calm.

“Where’d he go?”

“He probably didn’t want to hurt you.” Danny sighed.

“What? What did I do?”

“You asked him how he died. That’s like, the ultimate social taboo.”

“I didn’t know that!”

“It’s common sense, dude. Trauma like that has to be shared instead of asked about. Generally.” Danny sighed. “Come on, let’s get off the street and I’ll give you a crash course in manners.”

——

Bruce, upon hearing about the conversation, dove headfirst into researching the after life.

“No, go suck a goat’s genitals, Batsy, I am not helping you adopt a being of the infinite realms!” Constantine hung up on him.

“Hn.” Bruce will adopt the child and give him a home. It’s only a matter of when… and what inter-dimensional loopholes he could find and use in the relevant laws.

Jason was right behind him, because he was going to get answers, dammit.

#danny phantom #batman #tim drake #jason todd #bruce wayne #dc x dp #dick grayson #red hood #nightwing #bamf danny phantom #sea cryptic! danny au

[yawnderu]

Lorelei — Simon ''Ghost'' Riley x Reader | Part I

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Synopsis: Aware of the way his lifestyle doesn't align with your dream life and unwilling to quit his life as a soldier, Simon breaks things off with you. It isn't until a year later that he sees you again, a tiny carbon copy of him held in your arms.

''So you're just goin' to sit there and tell me that isn't my daughter.'' Simon says bluntly, tone even yet carrying a snark hidden that you came to listen so many times after working with him— never once directed at you until now.

''It's really none of your business, Ghost.'' You don't even spare a glance at him, simply looking at your little girl, fingers gently running through her short hair. She looks exactly like Simon, though that will never take away your love for her.

''You're not denyin' it.'' He hesitantly sits down next to you, secretly afraid you'll bite his head off. The glare you shoot his way is enough confirmation that you would if you could. You sigh softly, the air leaving your lungs before being sucked back in, not wanting to argue in front of your little girl despite her not understanding words yet.

''Well, what's it to you? Why do you need to know?'' I can't handle you leaving me again.

''Don't be like that.'' His tone is soft, almost pleading. It has been over a year since he broke up with you, yet that doesn't make the loss any easier, not now that he knows he has a daughter, no matter how much you tried to hide it from him.

''Why didn't you tell me?'' He asks gently, feeling like he's walking on eggshells. It's the first time ever he feels that way with you, and he doesn't blame you in the slightest. It takes a few seconds of you thinking before you answer.

''I was terrified of you choosing to walk away from her... to be a deadbeat. I didn't want to have that image of you, because that would have hurt more than the break up.'' Your voice is more calm, though for all the wrong reasons. The familiar tingling all over your nose is back, eyes stinging as you try to hold back tears, too prideful to cry in front of him again.

''That's what you think o' me?'' He replies in nothing but pure disbelief and slight disgust. He would never walk away from his child, no matter how much that would destroy all the walls he has been building for years, stones upon stones carefully piled on top of each other, so strong nothing could ever break through— until you came along.

''I was fucking scared, okay?'' You look away and wipe your eyes with one hand, the other one carefully supporting the neck of the baby on your lap. Simon sighs, his bare hand hesitantly reaching down to trace the features of the tiny girl, being careful with her as if she would break if he applied any pressure. He notices your eyes glued to his hand, eyebrows furrowed. He's about to move his hand away until you adjust the little girl so he can touch her face without the awkward angle.

''Give me one more chance. Please— please, let me be a father to her.'' Simon never begged for anything, not even when he was tortured for months to no end, drugged, beaten like a dog, yet here he is; begging his ex for a chance to keep the girl in his life. You don't reply.

''I'll do everything I can. What I should've done. I want to be here, please.'' He was so damn ready to get on his knees and beg if that's what it took for you to let him be involved in her life. He's not asking you to be together— he knows he doesn't deserve that chance.

''She's looking at you like she knows you.'' Your response is ominous to say the least. You want to deny him, to tell him he doesn't even deserve to be able to touch the little girl you birthed alone, that he doesn't deserve the chance at a family after he destroyed 4 years of a relationship because of the very same thing, but... your little girl is looking up at him with pure admiration and curiosity in her big brown eyes, her tiny hand struggling to hold one of his fingers. Growing up with a single parent yourself, you know she deserves better, and you're willing to put your pride and pain aside to make sure she gets the world.

''Okay.'' You reply after taking a deep breath, holding it into your lungs for what feels like forever, choosing to ignore the strong arms wrapping around you, bringing all three of you close. It feels... right.

[NEXT]

#cod mw2 #cod mwii #simon ghost riley #ghost mw2 #simon riley #ghost cod #ghost call of duty #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost x you #call of duty #simon ghost riley imagine #ghost x f!reader #ghost x you #ghost x y/n #dad!simon riley #dad!ghost #ghost mw3 #mw2 x reader #mw2 x you

[fstbmp-a]

Mhm?

#Ready To Kick Some ;; Vector #Into the Sunset ;; Crack #Can You Feel the Sunshine ;; Dash Comm #the amount of power it took to not just have something like this be the reply is strong #he really just wanted to stroll over and go “mhm?” with all the snark usually trapped within his body because there's kids watching