#that is gonna kill us all

[maddyshome]

I think I see Geto’s and Gojo’s relationship much more different than most users here. You see.. I don’t think Gojo ever saw the true Geto. It was mostly Geto who saw through Gojo’s facade. Not Gojo.

Why do I think that? Welll... I think Geto has always believed that jujutsu sorcerers are superior, but until THAT moment they didnt have a meaning. Humans were not a threat. He was just taught to believe that his role was to protect humans. And he believe that was right because thats what he was taught. The speech that he had about the role of jujutsu sorcerers was just that, a speech, that he heard from others and a speech that the entire jujutsu world believed in. That a sorcerer’s role is to protect humans from curses. We have seen his belief be completely abandoned when seeing how cruel humans can be. If he truly believed that his role was to protect humans from curses then surely he would realize that the cruelty of some specific humans is not something shared between all humans. But he didn’t. Because all humans were always the same for him. Just animals. And he wasn’t human. 

The whole thing with “one and only” is that in fact well they didnt have any other meaningful relationship. They didnt have other friends. Some were just close acquaintances (like Shoko). They were closed off because they were the strongest duo. So none could compare. What was the point in investing in other people? That’s kinda why Gojo thinks he is alone. Because he saw Geto as his only friend and equal. Same for Geto in a way. 

Shoko was there too, she was one of their friends too. But that’s the catch. She wasn’t really seen as a friend. You open up to a friend. You talk about your problems and joys with a friend. For me it seems that only Shoko saw them as her friends. So I’m sure if someone were to ask them, yes, sure, both would say Shoko is a friend. But we all have those people we call friends.. but are they really? They aren’t close friends, but they aren’t acquaintances either so they are somewhere inbetween. 

This relationship crumbled mostly because of lack of honesty. 

edit: oh and egocentrism. just two people who lied to each other, with different values, that grew dependent on the only close contact they had.

Coming back to this post after reading Gojo’s natal chart makes me feel kinda proud because I’m right lmao.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #shoko ieiri #gojo satoru #geto suguru #no im not tagging it with the ship name bcs everyone is gonna kill me now #im sorry but they are just toxic #just gotta say the truth #or i guess how i interpret it #well kindaaaaaa because i think shoko kinda...proves me right in certain aspects #geto is just that righteous guy #that is gonna kill us all #me explaining the mind of a racist in..... idk how many minutes it takes to read this #remember yall #yuuji is a monkey like us muah

[nientedal]

What progress at home has biden enacted? What policies of his show that he is making progress that prove he is actually different than trump?

I like to pretend I have faith in humanity, so I'll answer as if you're asking this in good faith.

Biden's DEA has lifted restrictions on telehealth prescriptions to make appointments and assistance more accessible.

He put a funding package into place to help unhoused people get access to mental and physical healthcare, as well as short-term and long-term housing.

He has attempted and is still attempting to get student debt relief through - this was blocked by Republican judges appointed by Trump, but he's still working on it.

Infrastructure repair - his administration has budgeted funds to actually fix some severely-damaged and frequently-traveled bridges.

Trying to expand access to healthcare to include undocumented immigrants who came to the USA as children (Dreamers) under the Affordable Care Act. Support for Navigator programs and outreach has also been increased.

He has vetoed Republican-led bills that were attempting to overturn environmental protections - one that would have forbidden investment fund managers to consider climate change in their portfolios (I have two degrees in accounting and this is actually huge), and another that would have overturned restrictions on agricultural runoff into our waterways.

He and his administration worked for ages to get rail workers paid sick days.

This is just some of what he's been doing. Meanwhile, Trump and other Republicans want to criminalize the lives of LGBT people like you and me. They want to eliminate no-fault divorce and force births that will kill parents or devastate them financially. They have stated flat out that they want to install a military dictatorship in the USA. They attempted to put that in motion on January 6th, 2021. They failed once. They will do better next time.

One party wants to house the homeless and expand social safety nets, while the other one wants to criminalize homelessness. One of them wants a future in which I might be able to vote to change how much of a war machine my country is, while the other one wants to eliminate my ability to vote entirely. Those are not the same. Those literally are opposites.

At the end of the day, all you and I can do is choose to do the least amount of harm possible. You and I cannot choose to do no harm. This is the USA, we sell war, you and I cannot choose to do no harm. I wish we could, my god do I wish we could, but that is not an option. So we grieve for the harm we couldn't eliminate and work to minimize the harm that is done. Despite all the crap they support, Democrats are the minimum amount of harm right now. Acting like they aren't is exactly what brought us to an election where our options are a future where we are either wading in blood or drowning in it.

Not voting for Biden will not help Palestine. Not voting for Biden will guarantee a Republican president who will make the situation in Palestine WORSE. AND it'll hurt a lot of other places as well, both at home and abroad, because Republicans are about business and the USA is in the business of war! And I would very much like that to change someday! I would very much like to someday be able to choose to do no harm! And I know what I have to do to try for that future, so what are YOU going to do? There is no standing off to the side in this. If you aren't helping pull, you're the dead weight we're pulling. Are you going to dig your feet into the mud and blood and drown us there? Or are you going to get the fuck off your ass, grit your teeth, and help us pull free?

#askbasket #iam-the-wild #us politics #israel #palestine #if you do not vote blue you do not get to call yourself an antifascist #i HATE that that's the case; don't mistake me #but that is the reality we're working with #there isn't any other #do nothing and kill five people or act and kill one. #so what are you gonna do? i can't choose for you. but i know what my choice is. #i'm part of this world. and as much as i hate it...turning away is not one of the options. #we fight on ALL fronts #we protest we donate we write we call #AND WE ALSO FUCKING VOTE FOR THE LEAST OF THE EVILS. BECAUSE NO EVIL IS NOT AN OPTION.

[mobius-m-mobius]

Lokius in Loki 2x03 - "1893"

#mobius #loki #lokius #mcuedit #lokiedit #marveledit #loki spoilers #owen wilson #tom hiddleston #god they really said we're gonna be glued to the hip and MEANT IT hello 😳👀 #something's definitely coming bc i've never won for this long in my life but i'll take every second they want to give us 😅 #btw kind of obsessed with them both having the same haters and ravonna being the og?? #you're either on board or they're the most insufferable duo you ever met wreck your plans that's my man lol #one particular coloring (clearly) almost killed me dead but i did it for you tandem bike scene of all time 😭😭 #loki s2 spoilers #marvel #owenwilsonedit #dianagifs

[cordycepspog]

Things that absolutely fucked my shit up this episode, an incomprehensible list:

- Ellie liked the smell of Frank’s sleeping bag

- Joel still wearing Frank’s shirt

- Joel staying up all night to guard while Ellie slept

- “They’re not gonna hit you. Look at me, they’re not gonna hit you.”

- “Mom! Mom! Mom!”

- The way the doctor gave the lines “I delivered you. I held you in my hands.” and “I’m your doctor” so simply when asked for reasons why he shouldn’t be killed

- Ellie’s smile when Joel tried to tug the gun from her hand

- The way Joel bumbled his way through trying to make sure Ellie was okay, and ask if she wanted to talk about it after she shot Bryan

- All of the superhero drawings on the wall that Sam drew of him and Henry

- The mask that Sam had drawn on his face

Something about how everyone is undeniably human, and how unafraid they are of not shying away from that.

#i mean jesus christ #the way bryan immediately went ‘i have a mom. she’s not far from here we can go see her’ and suddenly it all felt so HORRIBLE #and the way the doctor’s reason for kathleen not to kill him was ‘i delivered you.’ #like. he helped her into this world. he’s her doctor. they have that connection. shouldn’t that be enough? #and the way you can already tell that sam adores henry enough to draw him as a superhero #AND THE WAY JOEL SLOWLY WARMED UP TO ELLIE’S DUMB LITTLE JOKES #and the way he SWORE to her ‘they’re not gonna hit you.’ #sometimes human connection is all the reason needed to be kind #you know??? #tlou #tlou hbo #tlou spoilers #the last of us #joel miller #ellie williams #sam tlou #henry tlou #joel and ellie #sam and henry

[atlix2]

my irls have got me watching a lot of star trek lower decks recently. this is my takeaway

#star trek #star trek lower decks #lower decks #beckett mariner #sam rutherford #i was gonna draw this with billups instead of mariner but i really wanted to draw mariner again. so here we are #we are only just starting s3 so if anyone spoils anything i'll kill us all #very excited for s4 though #i love rutherford. Guys who say okie dokie ... #i really love this show. So upsetting #i still need an art tag. Fuck

[heybiji]

dandelion casually dropping traumatic information while insisting that instead of killing the problem wizard they simply burn his tongue

#dungeons and dragons #dnd #dnd character #dnd oc #dnd art #dandelion treehollow #warlock #drow #all he does is talk... and talk... and talk #they did not actually burn the wizard's tongue it's cool #instead dande used his disguise magic to look like a sexy vampire and promised the vampire larper wizard the dark gift if he behaved #love when dande gets to put on a show because he says wild shit like i hate when people beg for their lives it makes me want to act out #dande had a wild episode #start of the episode: gets to pretend to be a sexy domineering vampire #end of episode: screaming and sobbing in pain after the curse-bomb in his head went off because he broke one of the curse-rules #where he can't sneak away from the party because the last time he did that be betrayed them big time #it's complicated... and delicious #also right before that the paladin was telling him he needs to find god LOL because he's worried about dande's soul #and dande blew him off saying he has plenty of time he's not gonna die (again) #only to then be convinced he's being killed by the curse in his head...... #embarrassing.................

[djdangerlove]

Hap-h-h-happ-happy?? Happy weewoo day??

Happy 7x10 Scaries Day

#happy weewoo day it’s on #but it’s gonna kill us all #911 abc

[albaharu]

got his dad kidnapped, his friend kidnapped, mizora is waiting for him at camp and his favorite clown got killed. terrible day for the blade.

also he was made to be the perfect trickster hero lying to the baddies with that high charisma so i got him to do the talk

#and for what???? we had to fight him anyways 5 minutes later we couldnt solve this the sneaky way #wich i wanted because they kidnapped my girl lae'zel wich i ALWAYS have in my party EXCEPT THIS TIME #and i was like. my girl is not spending 1 fucking day kidnapped we are gonna do this witHOUT RESTING #because ALSO MIZORA IS WAITING FOR US AT CAMP #this was all my first day in baldur's gate no resting it was wild it was beautiful #hardest fucking fight i didnt even have spells #but i was not gonna kill that lil flying elephant #i had to rest for orin tho #bg3 spoilers #bg3 #baldur's gate iii #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate #wyll ravengard #sarevok anchev #prudencia tav #dwarf tav

[updatingranboo]

Ranboo’s new Insta story!!!!

#ranboo #ranboo update #instagram update #insta story #irl photo #Youre gonna kill us all and I’m not complaining about it

[bakudekublogblog]

kacchan there is actually a way you and izuku can be together forever i have this crazy inventive solution for you it's called a marriage license

#trust me look it up it's real #it's easy it's not free but it's worth it trust me nothing can go wrong this plan is flawless #bakudeku #bkdk #manga spoilers #mha leaks #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #listen to me i know what you're thinking gabstar this is a shonen the only way two males can be inexplicably linked forever is a rivalry #how are we supposed to be together forever without constructing intricate rituals in order to be closer to each other than anyone else #i hear you i understand you i get you #JUST MARRY HIM ITS 2024 YOU DONT HAVE TO PLAY CHICKEN WITH YOUR FEELINGS I PROMISE ITS OKAY #hori listen to me the next chapters can just be a bkdk shoujou BL we are all seated we are here we are ready #no one is gonna complain if we're just in bakudeku making heart eyes at each other land and slowly repairing their friendship #while kacchan tries his best to convince izuku that he loves him through his actions but inevitably has to use his words to be like #LISTEN NERD I LOVE YOU CAPITAL L CAPITAL O CAPITAL V AND FUCKING E LOVE YOU GOT IT #and izuku s like did i die did shiggy kill me am i in heaven #and kacchans like FOR THE LOVE OF GOD LET ME HOLD YOUR HAND

[kagooleo]

johto’s champion and chronicler for the deity of the ilex shrine, it’s lyra!🌿

this one took me a while due to trying out different techniques (studying a Lot of art nouveau) and making a couple changes to her outfit (the details help), but I’d like to think she’s learned a lot in her journey and wanted to reflect her experience more in her champion fit

her specialty would be in fairy types and her meganium’s divergent evolution is grass/fairy 🧚🪷

and a bonus w/ the johto gang after the photoshoot!

#kagarts #trainer lyra #meganium #pokemon hgss #get ready for a bigass tag wall again HYAH #her team picks are meganium (grass/fairy + shiny!) azumarill togekiss alola ninetales gardevoir and clefable (mega evolves for fairy/steel) #terrains and high sp atk + statuses galore + her dino can cause a stronger confusion (like toxic w badly poisoned but its w/ Bad headaches) #i'll probably make changes as i go design wise for meganium but colors were inspo from sampaguita flowers #the flower's associated with true friendship and utilized in medicines or given as good gestures in various traditions and celebrations #and also bc she's 🇵🇭 babey!!!!!!!! i'm slapping all my favs w the pinoy beam and not even the dinos are safe >:] #since her dino is shiny a lot of the colors are just a few color diffs where the little orbs are + warmer tones. gotta make a ref sometime #not sure if I should tag the others bc the focus is on her. but the quartet always pulls thru for each other #i like thinking silver gets comfortable enough to be the friend that's “s'cuse you my Friend asked for No pickles” #silver in line picking up her food like “yeah yeah i know her and btw that’s CHAMPION lyra to you. YES she ordered a strawberry shake” #both of their meganiums are Best friends and silver likely uses his dino when you rematch him (and his would beee grass/dragon) #calling this piece Done though oh my god this semester has been nuts. don't wanna take any longer on a single piece or i'm eating tree bark #tumblr's gonna kill the quality on it but idgaf im Done. i need to tidy up my sheezy now

[girlithinkimgay]

"just using my horny of the month- i mean horn of the month"

JOEL. WHY. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS MAN????????????

yes i am posting this from my laptop, i will be taking no further questions at this time

#hermitblr #hermitcraft season 10 #smallishbeans #joel smallishbeans #hermitcraft #why is he like this #WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM #going insane #hes gonna kill us all #calling it now #JOELLLLLL when i catch you

[greenglowinspooks]

(DCxDP) Drowning in formaldehyde (Pt. 2)

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Tw: canon-typical violence (Batman), emetophobia at one point

Will be crossposted to AO3 eventually

(Pt. 1)

(Masterlist/subscription post)

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Danny sat in the back of one of the transport trucks currently on the way to Arkham, his hands in his lap.

So far, everything was going to plan.

About a quarter of the team had gotten themselves admitted into Arkham in the days leading up to the raid, carefully sneaking in supplies and weapons for both themselves and the rogues they were going to free.

Half of the team was on trucks, ready to storm the building with their fancy new tech. A couple others were keeping an eye out for the Bats, and the last one was holed up in a recently condemned building, ecto-modified sniper rifle in hand, ready to fire.

Danny’s hands were cold.

He hadn’t always run cold, from what he remembered. Even after he died—hell, even after he started developing his ice powers—he had always been warm.

Now, though, his body was freezing.

Maybe it was because of the ecto siphoning he and Derringer had done the day before.

He couldn’t make the ecto guns work without fueling them, after all, and the only ectoplasm he had access to was the stuff inside his body. So, he had Derringer hook him up to a GiW machine and filter the ecto out of his blood.

The process was excruciating.

Not only did he get light-headed from the loss of fluids, the machine also chilled his blood considerably during the filtering process, and when it was pumped back into his body, it was freezing. Derringer had to cover him with heating pads and thick blankets to get him to stop shaking.

Still, that had been a little over eighteen hours ago, so that probably wasn’t it.

Maybe it was just another side affect of his time with the GiW.

Overuse of his ghostly wail, he had realized earlier, was the reason that he had lost his voice permanently. Maybe he had accidentally used his ice too many times the same way, and now his body was irrevocably changed. Maybe warmth was just another tiny privilege he had taken for granted, that had now been lost forever.

Danny stared down at his hands.

Maybe his body had just given up entirely on keeping him warm, on pretending to be human.

“Kid, you alright? We’re almost there.”

Derringer’s voice snapped Danny out of his thoughts.

“Yeah,” Danny signed, “just tired. And cold.”

“We’ve got to get you a jacket, kid,” Derringer said, “it’s not even winter and I already have to worry about you freezing to death.”

“I died a long time ago, it’s fine.”

“No,” one of the other men in the truck drawled, “it means you’ve got to be extra careful. You’ve got a second chance at living, so you better not screw it up.”

“What did he say?”

“Danny thinks that because he’s died before, he doesn’t need to worry about freezing to death.”

The truck went quiet for a few moments. Most of the guys in there didn’t know he had died before. He didn’t exactly like to advertise the fact.

“I have a cousin who had a heart attack, and it only made his heart worse,” one of the guys near the front of the truck offered.

“See, kid?” Derringer said, “I’m right. As soon as this is over, you’re getting a jacket.”

Danny crossed his arms, slumping over in his seat with a huff.

A few moments later, a loud clang echoed through the truck. Danny jolted, almost falling out of his seat.

The door opened, the driver looking at them with boredom written all over his face.

“Alright, up and at em. It’s go time,” he mumbled, smacking the door loudly for emphasis. “The sooner we’re done, the sooner we can leave.”

They all stood, hopping out of the truck and making their way to the fence line.

Danny moved his hand to the bandolier on his chest, fingers brushing against the small ecto-bombs he had attached to it.

There were five of them, their bodies made of tempered glass and black steel, and they glowed a sickly green in the night. They were designed mainly for combat; he had a few larger ones meant to blow a hole in a wall in his backpack, which was securely zipped shut.

His hand then drifted to the holster on his left side, and the ecto-gun nestled securely within it.

Most of his parents’ inventions were far too big and bulky to be practical in any real combat setting, so he had downsized them considerably. The weapon he had was modeled after a standard glock pistol, matte black paint covering the GiW white of the gun’s body.

The gun should be able to fire around fifty shots a minute without overheating, which was more than enough for Danny. Hopefully, he wouldn’t have to fire a single round tonight. However, for whatever reason, the words should and hopefully didn’t inspire much confidence in him.

Danny followed the group as they snuck up to the facility, Derringer by his side.

Originally, neither of them were going to go on the raid, but someone on the patient list had caught Danny’s eye, so he decided he would investigate in person. Derringer was just along for the ride because Mr. Cobblepot wasn’t willing to lose an asset as valuable as Danny.

Danny would make it up to the bodyguard later, he decided.

Entering Arkham was, all things considered, pretty easy. Mr. Cobblepot had connections to a few of the orderlies, and it was all too easy to convince them to “forget” a few steps in setting up the security system for the night.

However, since nothing can ever just be simple, they ran into an unexpected patrol of nightshift guards just a few minutes after all splitting up to find the rogues.

Danny and Derringer were able to take them down pretty quickly, but not before they sounded the alarms. And, according to a few guys on the comms, they weren’t the only ones to run into guards where they shouldn’t be.

“They must have changed their patrols,” Derringer huffed, spinning the pistol in his hands, “c’mon, let’s go see about freeing our good friend Victor Fries.”

Danny nodded, scampering after the man as he sprinted through the halls.

The inmates, who had woken up from the loud alarm’s continuous blaring, shouted at them from their cells. Danny’s pulse was loud in his ears, drowning everything out.

Distantly, he wondered if those guards were going to die. Maybe they were dead already.

He supposed that it didn’t really change much if they were.

Soon, they were at the cell. It was custom-built to hold Mr. Freeze, constantly kept at subzero temperatures to avoid killing him.

Derringer hefted his bag off of his back, pulling out the suit and freeze gun that Mr. Cobblepot had procured. As he did so, Danny took a few of the larger ecto-bombs and placed them on the joints of the door.

They carefully moved away, putting some distance between themselves and the door, and Danny detonated it.

The explosion was loud. It shook the entire building, the shockwave knocking Danny to the floor.

Danny brought his hand up to his safety goggles, yanking a small piece of metal shrapnel out of them and dropping it on the floor. He was dimly aware of more pieces sticking out of his kevlar suit. Derringer was similarly peppered with metal, luckily uninjured as well.

They had come from the body and mechanism of the bomb, he realized. He’d have to fix that later.

Mr. Freeze emerged from the cell a few moments later, a scowl on his face. Derringer quickly shoved the suit and freeze gun into his hands and he retreated back into the cell for a few moments, getting dressed.

“I could have died from that, you know,” he hissed. “Killed by some amateurs with shoddy explosives.”

“The Penguin sent us,” Derringer said, ignoring the man’s clear annoyance, “our getaway car is outside. If you’d come with us…”

Mr. Freeze nodded sternly.

“Hurry up, then.”

Derringer and Danny hurried out, Mr. Freeze right behind them. Then, at a certain hallway, Danny paused.

He had to check.

“Kid,” Derringer barked, “we have to go.”

Danny shook his head.

“You go,” he signed, hands trembling, “I have to check.”

“Oh, what’s the problem now?” Mr. Freeze asked, his frown more pronounced by the minute.

“Danny…” Derringer sighed, “Danny thinks his sister might be in here. He hasn’t seen her in years. It’s the whole reason he was a part of the Arkham raid, actually.”

Mr. Freeze paused for a moment.

“Well, lead the way, then,” he said, clearly regretting his words as soon as he said them. Danny just nodded, scurrying forward, the other two men close behind him.

They came to the right cell quickly. Danny looked in through the glass, and he felt a piece of himself shatter.

That was Jazz, his sister, sitting in a padded wall wearing a straightjacket and a muzzle.

She didn’t bother looking up at them as they arrived, not stirring even when Danny slammed his hands on the door to get her attention.

Shakily, he attached an ecto-bomb to the door, hoping with all his might that she wouldn’t get hurt.

The door blew open, and Danny rushed in.

Jazz’s head swiveled to look up at him, her eyes narrowed.

He slipped the goggles up and his bandanna down, exposing his face as he came to kneel beside her.

Slowly, her expression shifted to shock.

“Jazz,” he creaked, his broken vocal chords cracking painfully as he spoke, “it’s me.”

She looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Danny?”

He nodded, pulling her into a hug, careful not to let the shrapnel dig into her skin.

“I thought you were…”

“Very heartwarming,” Mr. Freeze snapped, “but now isn’t the time. We’ve got to go, now.”

Jazz nodded, leaping to her feet. Danny stood as well, slipping his mask and bandanna back on, and grabbing onto one of her arms for support.

They left the cell, Danny doing a double-take as he saw the frozen-over pathway that they had just come from. He looked to Mr. Freeze, tilting his head questioningly.

“There were guards,” he said flatly. “Now hurry up, we need to get out of here.”

Derringer grabbed the two of them, dragging them along as he sprinted through the hallways. They had to take a bit of a detour, coming out of the main entrance instead of the side one they had entered.

Unfortunately, there was an active gunfight going down.

Danny was roughly pulled behind a desk, just barely dodging a few rounds.

His hands shook as he pulled a small ecto-bomb from his bandolier, priming it and throwing it at a small grouping of night guards. They cried out as the pure ectoplasm collided with them, covering their bodies in burns.

The smell, while familiar to Danny, was still horrific.

They took a few shots off at the night guards, trying to take them down. Their group was efficient, but with the rate they were going at, it wasn’t going to be enough. Only adding to that, the gun Mr. Cobblepot had prepared for Mr. Freeze had broken after just a few uses, leaving them unable to create an ice wall.

Then, Danny heard the sound of a gun’s safety being turned off behind them, and his vision went white.

He grabbed onto Jazz and Derringer, making them intangible right as the night guard opened fire.

Waves of nausea hit him all at once and he doubled over, his vision swimming. Danny was only dimly aware of Jazz taking the guard down with a high kick right to the head, and Derringer pulling him into a protective hold.

Ignoring everything, he pulled the last of the large bombs from his bag, throwing it into the air, pulling everyone behind the desk.

The entire room went white.

Danny’s ears rung as he scrambled out from behind the reception desk, dragging Jazz with him.

Luckily, none of the hired hands on his team had gotten injured, but the guards…

Danny looked away, trying to ignore the taste of bile in his mouth.

It was fine. He was fine. Everything would be okay.

The next few minutes were a blur. He knew that he had puked only a few seconds after they had left the building, and that Derringer had picked him up afterwards, carrying him to the truck with Mr. Freeze and Jazz in tow.

Danny’s entire body was wracked with tremors, an unbearable phantom pain passing through the still-healing surgical wounds in his head and torso like lightning. He dry-heaved, shivering uncontrollably.

They drove off soon after. Luckily, no one had been left behind. Someone, probably Derringer, helped Danny rinse out his mouth and got him a bottle of water to drink, wrapping him in his jacket.

As soon as the truck doors were opened within one of Mr. Cobblepot’s safehouses, Danny became aware of the sound of wailing.

Hopping out of the truck, most of his mind still far away, he saw a man being rolled out of the room on a stretcher. He was one of the people who had been on the other truck, Danny realized.

Beside him was a teenager, probably only a few years younger than Danny, who was screaming and crying uncontrollably. They wailed at Mr. Cobblepot, who only stood there with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

“Oh shit,” Derringer breathed. Danny pulled on his sleeve, tilting his head at him questioningly.

“The guy on the stretcher, that’s his sibling.”

Danny just stared, a hollow feeling deep in his chest.

Jazz, her arms now freed from the straightjacket, pulled him away from the scene. Danny let her.

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#dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp fic #vengeful danny #villain danny #btw Danny’s just cold because he has an iron deficiency. lmao #girl this is what happens when you don’t eat for two years. you get deficiencies. now stop angsting and eat your veggies #also my descriptions of the ecto filter come from donating blood plasma + platelets #Danny is Going Through It™️ #btw I’m finishing this chapter at 3:03 am #just in case you thought I didn’t care about you all #btw the guy who’s injured’s sibling is a surprise tool that will help us later #also I was totally gonna kill Derringer at first. btw #but y’all avoided that with the poll. also it would have been a bit cheap imo

[front-facing-pokemon]

#rowlet #welcome to the seventh generation. the things i do for you all. i just had to learn the structure of the code of collada files #so that i could stop making these bitches too shiny to see their eyes so that i could continue doing this #because i am a developer and not a 3d modeler #so it's easier for me to edit the code than it is for me to learn how to use fuckin blender #so i'm probably gonna write up a little script in python to Un-Shinify any models that i get to make it easier for me #but anyway! now that that's out of the way. this is probably one of my least favorite starters #just being honest. i like popplio a LOT and litten more than this at least #it's not that i dislike it‚ i just find that it's a little……… less. than the other two starters of this region #it's still cute and i like the sounds it makes. it is definitely a circle #and like that's awesome. but i like litten and popplio more :/ sorry to that one anon who hated all the water starters but also not sorry #they killed me like twenty billion times so i'm gonna like whatever water starters i want

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Peeped the horrors

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#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #a-qing #xue yang #A-qing went 'there are horrors he is committing and I am going to peep them' and then faced horrors that she could not fathom #The fact she sees the evidence first hand but it genuinely is too much to handle is a lovely tragedy that betrays her youth #It is interesting that she clearly does have more knowledge than the lay person about cultivators and night hunts (possibly from xxc?) #she does mentally call out xue yang for using the right terminology (betraying his 'no one important' façade) #but corpse poisoning is...well....probably not something she could have known about #so instead she has to encounter this horrible and suspicious event and justify it to keep herself sane #Ah....that's not going into the really interesting ambiguity of xue yangs targets #the people he kills specifically slandered *all three of them* #Was it just for himself? Was there a sense of protectiveness over his two blind companions? #I don't want an answer. I love that it is ambiguous #And oh man. having the noble XXC do the killing is so deviously evil. What a loaded chekov's gun. #you know xxc is gonna have a breakdown over it *when* he finds out. Its all a matter of timing #ok ok funny tag time #I think little apple and xy should meet up so they can swap arson tips. Truly the power team nobody wants. Not even them. #they would fight to the death and little apple would *win* #EDIT: HAPPY BIRTHDAY XUE YANG

[tired-biscuit]

we’re watching a movie and something spicy just came up, oh no… whatever shall we do…?

thank you so much to my wonderful, amazing and extremely talented friend @artmistersealy for drawing me and my dumb fictional boyfriend! my heart is a puddle in my chest!

#!!!!!!!!! #OK I CAN SCREAM IN THE TAGS NOW CJDJDJDHR #LOOK AT US #WE’RE SO CUTE #biskiba at its purest form guys #the a.kamaru plushie and matching bracelets are gonna kill me I SWEAR!!!!!!! #AND ALL THAT BLUSHING DISJSJRURU #please commission my friend; she’s so talented!!!!!! #biscuit commission #to keep #fav