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brakingpoint · 8 months
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charles over the radio sounds like me at my old job hijacking every briefing to rant at my coworkers because the closing shift didn't clean the backs of the demo iphones after my tenth time of asking 😭
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four EXTREMELY underrated glass onion moments:
"child = nft"
"it's so dumb!" "oh... it's so dumb it's brilliant..." "NO! it's just DUMB!!"
"uh, no one traihed ta kill ya, ya vainglorious buffOON" in that stupid accent
"you... dim-witted, brAINLESS, JACKASS! YOUR ONE MUHDUH WITH ANY PANACHE AT ALL AND YOU STOLE THE WHOLE IDEA FROM ME!!"
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juniemunie · 3 months
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Broskis ts!underswap is so fun. every single part of it is *chefs kiss*
I went in completely blind and honestly i think it was the best move i could have made
i love how its just swapped roles but not personalities so it leads to stuff like this its so creative
Anyways have some more self insert sansnomaly (and chara)
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nethnad · 5 months
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watching nuwho and then classic who depictions of the master is so funny you have ten going "i know him... i could detect him anywhere if he was on earth...." and then in the sea devils the master is just meandering around the same building complex as the doctor and it takes jo looking out the window and going "WAIT A SECOND" for him to even notice he's there. bestie your husband is committing crimes as we speak ignore the golf guy for 3 seconds maybe
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nanyangjj · 4 months
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shen yuan you are the funniest most dramatic mf
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jar-of-maise · 8 months
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"Lynette!" Lyney bursts into the living room with uncharacteristic clumsiness. Leaning against the door frame, Lyney looks like the perfect image of chaos. Little streamers erupt from his pockets and tiny fireworks explode, crackling from under hat and sleeve as he stumbles through the doorway. 
The ominous smell of smoke begins to taint the air. 
"Lyney, you know what the rules are about magic props inside the house," Lynette chides, blowing on her tea meticulously without looking at her brother. 
"Is something wrong...Lyney?" Freminet asks hesitantly, unsure of how to breach the topic. 
His older brother huffs dramatically, staggering over to the couch with comically elongated steps. Freminet has to remind himself that this is his older brother, Lyney the Magician, the responsible team leader they all look up to and admire. 
He takes another look at Lyney's frazzled expression and decides that now might not be one of those times. 
“Oh it’s horrid!” Lyney whines, “the show’s all falling to pieces now!” He exclaims, shoving his face into a cushion. Freminent glances at Lynette, who’s determinedly ignoring Lyney and eyeing a slice of cake on the table. 
“Leave him be,” she says when she notices Freminent’s silent cry of help, “he’s just being dramatic. Lyney pull yourself together,” she scolds, carefully slicing through the cake with a fork, “you’re making Freminent worry.” 
“Oh my dearest little brother! I had no idea, please forgive me for causing you grief!” Lyney monologues, in a manner not very different to how Lady Furina would deliver speeches, “but this is a matter of utmost importance, I’m really in a pickle.”
“Lynette, maybe…” Freminent begins, watching as his sister’s tail flicks, “hm? Oh alright,” she says in an exasperated voice, “Lyney, use your words. What. Is. It?” 
“I,” Lyney begins, delighted to have an audience, “have a problem!”
“I’m delighted to know that you have gained self-awareness,” Lynette replies dryly, reaching for another slice of cake, Freminent watches her and knows that a scolding from Lyney is imminent, but keeps his mouth shut.
“Oh Lynette, how could you be so cold to your dear brother?” Lyney continues to complain, he rests his cheek on the cushion and sighs. 
“Are you going to talk about your problem or not?” 
“All in due time, there’s no need to be impatient,” Lyney retorts, Freminent blinks, clutching Pers a little tighter as he gets comfortable.
“See, it goes a little like this,” Lyney begins wistfully, “I’ve been experiencing something quite phenomenal you see,” he says, eye turning round, “my hands have been sweating a lot, and it’s like my heart is about to go–” Lyney snaps his fingers and miraculously, a shower of blue coloured butterflies erupt from his fingertips. 
“Like that!” He waves his hands.
Freminet nods, “I see,” he says, absorbing himself in the storytelling. 
“Just get on with it,” Lynette says, delicately pouring herself another cup of tea, her ears pricked in a very satisfied manner. 
“Well!” Lyney continues unoffended, “my brain has also been going fuzzy and I’m finding it hard to focus…no matter what happens, I just keep thinking about the same thing. But sometimes I’m giddy and all mushy like–” 
“Please don’t,” Lynette interrupts, “it’ll be a hassle to clean up later.” 
“Oh just this once, please Lynette, please?” 
Lynette sighs, “fine.” She says, with unamused eyes. 
Lyney grins and melts himself onto the couch, “I’m melting like sugar, or one of those chocolates that dissolve in your mouth!” He proclaims, and throws a sweet at Freminet who catches it, “Caramel Melts; nothing like a melt to give you a little help,” he says slowly, reading the cursive print on the wrapper. 
“Where did you get this from?” Freminet asks curiously. 
“Unimportant,” Lyney says dismissively, “I’ll get you some more if you like them though, but anyways, all of the symptoms listed above,” Lyney unravels a scroll and unrolls it with a flourish. 
Freminet should be used to Lyney’s tricks by now, but he’s still amazed at the fountain pen that begins writing by itself, “sweaty hands, strange emotions; mushiness, unreasonable amounts of joy…” he stops reading. 
“All of these,” Lyney points at the scroll, “are what I believe are symptoms of…” he pauses for dramatic effect.
“That’s right! These are none other than…signs of heart stroke!” Lyney says proudly. 
There is a long, fat silence. 
The floor is very interesting, Freminet decides, and these shoes have a spectacular shine, I should really polish them some more, he thinks to himself.
“Lyney,” Lynette says, breaking the heavy silence, “you’re not going through heart stroke.” 
Thank archons, Lynette is here! Freminet doesn’t think he’d have the courage to say that to Lyney’s face, in a manner that wouldn’t make Lyney even more melodramatic. 
“What!? Then what is it?” Lyney asks, rising from the clutches of the plush couch for the first time. 
“My diagnosis is…” Lynette pauses for dramatic effect, and Freminet swears Pers is listening attentively too. 
They all hold their breaths. 
“You’re in love, Lyney.” Lynette announces, taking a long sip of her tea. Freminet’s eyes widen, but it doesn’t compare to the heavy thud he hears and the long, loud shriek of, “WHAT?!” That echoes well and truly wonderfully throughout Hotel Bouffes d'ete. From then on, the urban legends of Fontaine often speculated about a most inhuman ghoul or perhaps, troll that was being kept hidden in the Hotel basement. 
Not that such rumours could ever be proven. 
“Let them imagine,” Lynette would say, sipping her tea nonchalantly, “a little shock has never hurt anyone,” she glances at Lyney, who’s been sitting on his chair with a stunned expression on his face. Indeed, Lynette helps herself to a macaroon, perhaps the next step is to give Lyney a little push, after all, a gentle nudge has never hurt anyone either.
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Nygmobblepot Text Meme
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starlightseraph · 2 months
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credit: sculder.and.mully on ig
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puppetmaster13u · 15 days
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Prompt in Memes 6
Let's make it some in-world memes this time :)
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howlerbat · 7 months
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in honor of the second season starting soon here’s an edit of Izzy Hands I did a while ago to remind you of his worst best moments
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starheirxero · 5 months
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I think Lord Eclipse and Lord Lunar would have SUCH a funny dynamic. Local gods have a feud but only one of them actually cares about it. Servant Eclipse thinks they’re both being ridiculous.
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pixlatedvampire · 3 months
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I’d like to personally thank Joey and Anya for their roles in the iconic "that’s my wife!" scene. Making it possible for this comic and all my headcanons about how yennefer and jaskier are silly w each other to be practically canon ^-^ 🌸
I think that yennefer can strategically be so so nice to jaskier as a form of warfare as a treat 💕☺️
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sisaloofafump · 1 year
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The funniest missed chance DC could have taken during the whole Clark Kent Reveals He Is Superman time was him having a very public friendship with Bruce Wayne. Because people already know that Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne are friends, but Superman and Bruce Wayne?? Now that's funny.
Give me Bruce declaring that of course he always knew who Clark/Superman was. Give me a Bruce vs Batman rivalry over the title of Superman's Best Friend. Have that explain why Superman's always rescuing Bruce instead of Batman.
Give me Bruce constantly trying to wear down the Superman persona in public because it's not like that mask is really needed. Give me Bruce pulling stupid dramatic stunts knowing that Superman is going to save him. Give me Bruce doing anything to mess with him, leaving bystanders wondering "what do they see in each other" but the answer can only be that Superman is way more laid back than assumed because Bruce Wayne is increasingly less sincere the moment they're together.
Give me Bruce using Clark to fly him to work (he'll love it so long as he's not Batman at the moment) and when Clark gets too fed up with the ridiculous flying positions Bruce wants, give me Bruce bribing Jon to take him instead.
Give me Bruce immediately cutting the crap out at one glare from Lois Lane.
Give me Lois Lane actively encouraging him behind Clark's back.
Give me a deeply conflicted Clark who's trying not to murder Bruce at every opportunity but also cherishes their time together and recognizes the ease it provides them to exchange information and materials. Give me Clark trying so hard to keep his composure and "pleasure to see you again, Mr. Wayne" his way through situations while Bruce is loudly inviting his whole family over to dinner and gossiping about the latest personal news. Give me Clark reminding himself constantly that this is Batman, and he will do something amazing soon, he just needs patience (and to yell at him a little), but also this isn't Batman right now and he can't get into a fight with a civilian.
Just... give me public Superman and Bruce Wayne interactions.
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fluffyartbl0g · 1 year
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Time travel au again :3 this time with the marines!!!
Speedrun/Time Travel AU
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esmes · 4 months
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don't ya want to know? do ya really wanna know?
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summerholiday99 · 1 year
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