#you fucking menace

[lvjys-muse]

whenever i do a little skippitty hop when I'm feeling silly, I feel a little too much like mahito and it scares me a little bit

THIS ONE GODDAMNIT.

#mahito #jjk #mahito jjk #you fucking menace #jujutsu kaisen

[rookthorne]

So...I had a thot about Nurse!Bucky

"I'm sorry, darling, but I don't think I can do that," Bucky said, his voice soft. "I need to take my scrubs off to properly examine you."

You frowned, feeling a pang of disappointment. "But I don't want you to take them off," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "I like the way you look in them."

Bucky just chuckled, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "Is that so?" he said, his fingers brushing against your cheek. "Well, if that's what you want, I can keep them on for a little while longer."

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through your body. "Thank you," you whispered, feeling grateful for Bucky's understanding.

Bucky just grinned, his eyes flickering with desire. "Anything for you, sweetheart," he said, his hand slipping down to your core. "Now, let's get started, shall we?"

scrubs

MISS, MA'AM, MOMMY, MADAME, MISTRESS

HOW DARE YOU

COME INTO MY INBOX

AND DROP THIS

AND THEN RUN AWAY

I hope you know, that whatever comes of this, it is entirely your fucking fault.

STAY TUNED

#rookthorne replies #A Hero #SC 💗 #YOU FUCKING MENACE #GET BACK HERE AND LOVE ME

[omgitszell]

My friend won't stop supporting me and I will kill her.

#ill get your ass #get away from me #you fucking menace

[suiyuun-archive]

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.ti dloH .dnoces a rof

pots tsuj s'teL .ti dloH

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!eeb gniknihT -

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tog evah uoY

.eciffo taht fo tuo teg ot gniyd saw I

,em dna uoy neewteB

.si eruS -

.ylf ot yad lufituaeB -

.og lla ti teL -

!?dne eramthgin siht lliw nehW -

.ynneK ,og ti teL

!efil ym gnivil si eeb tahT

!yrraB ,uoy knahT

.ylf ot emit s'tI

!skcoj ,elbmarcs ,thgir llA

?txen s'ohw pleh I naO

.yrraB ,revasefil a er'uoY

.em ot ti evael tsuJ

.einnaV ,melborp oN

.erehwyna meht teg t'nac I dna

,redro pilut eguh siht tog tsuj I ,yrraB

haha, what the fuck.

#i literally hate you sm rn ray #you fucking menace #dawnswine #long post #━━ ˟ ⊰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ? // * answered.

[raggedy-spaceman]

S02E04 The Hitchhicker

#good omens #good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #1941 #michael sheen #david tennant #aziraphale #crowley #good omens 2 spoilers #gomens #gos2 spoilers #go2 spoilers #WHEN I SAW THAT TWEET #I LITERALLY DIED #THIS IS SO FUNNY #CROWLEY YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE SERVED ON A SILVER PLATTER #michael you really are a menace #michael just decided to let us know that aziraphale FUCKS #crowley you idiot #you have no idea #forgive that ? box btw my phone is terrible #mine

[chiefcheesecakemaker]

Mcs at mammon's funeral: can I have a moment alone with him?

Asmo: of course *leaves*

Mc leaning over mammon's coffin: I know you're not dead dipshit

Mammon: yeah no shit

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me asmo #obey me mammon x mc #obey me mammon x you #obey me mammon x reader #obey me mammon #obey me mc #menace of an mc #mc is a literal savage and gives no fucks

[alexandthensome]

Danny and Jason have this weird Ghostie Bro bond thing that nobody can really understand

Like Jason is for sure the most antisocial brooding mysterious person ever, meanwhile Danny is just all smiles like “oh yeah I can walk through walls, disappear, and fly!!”

But somehow when they meet each other for the first time, they are automatically on the same wavelength and it freaks everyone out.

As far as the BatFam knows, they’ve only ever seen “sweet but no brain.”Danny so they have absolutely no idea that Danny can (and will) get just as unhinged as Jason until he fights the joker one day.

Round after round Danny gives the joker nothing but shit. He went from sweet babygirl ™️ to unhinged Eldrich nightmare in 0.05 seconds and it scares everyone except Jason who just looks at a blood covered danny in the middle of the fight and goes,

“Hey, you wanna hang out later?”

and Danny who has his hands around the Jokers throat just goes

“Yeah sure 😃.”

And that’s how the chaotic nightmare duo of Danny Fenton and Jason Todd is born, and believe me when I say that absolutely nobody is prepared for that duo.

*final edit: fic is posted here

#dp x dc #danny fenton #jason todd #danny phantom #red hood #tim drake #red robin #damian wayne #Robin #dick grayson #nightwing #bruce wayne #Batman #now nobody lets them go on missions together because they are fucking feral #and you’d think they’d be chill at home but NO #Danny and Jason are menaces to everyone now #and when everyone asks why they say #it’s just a ghost bro thing you wouldn’t understand #dc x dp #dc x dp crossover #dc x dp au #jason todd x danny fenton

[ghouljams]

I just saw a tiktok where the caption was “pov: your situationship just kissed you in the forehead, said ‘I left you a backstrap in the fridge’, and left for work” and the videos is of the woman checking her fridge, seeing a piece of meat, and then looking like she’s reconsidering her whole life. My city slicker suburbs ass didn’t know this but apparently backstrap is the equivalent of beef tenderloin for hunters, each deer/elk has like 1-2 pieces so giving someone a backstrap is downright a marriage proposal.

I have no idea where this would fit into Ghost and Goose's relationship (definitely before they get together officially), or even if it would be (would Ghost hunt?) but all I can think about is Goose staring at the meat on the countertop when Duck walks in and is like "what's wrong?" and Goose just points to the backstrap and goes "Ghost gave me this." And now both of them are staring wordlessly at it when Price comes in and goes "what are you two gawking at?" and they both point at it and say in unison "Ghost left this." and now the whole family is staring at this declaration of undying love on the kitchen counter.

God the backstrap, I've seen that tiktok and that's the most beautiful cut of meat I've ever seen in someone's fridge.

I know I just made a post about Ghost being an animal guy and not hunting like a normal person, but I also think hunting is something he would take a lot of pride in. He likes the survivalist element, but he also likes the feeling of being a provider in a very primitive way. He went out and got food, killed it and butchered it himself, just for his little family. Anyway *throws fic at you*

"Left you somethin' in the fridge," Ghost tells you on his way out for the day. You give him a look of quiet confusion and he tips his hat a little lower over his eyes, not looking at you.

"It's not another frog is it?" You grimace, thinking of the last time you went gigging.

"One frog, one time," He grumbles, not bothering to answer you as he walks towards the stables. You sigh and go to clean up whatever mess he'd left. You wish he'd stop leaving things in the main house's fridge, if he wants to put live animals somewhere he should put them in his own damn house. You shiver remembering the frog you thought was dead leaping at you as soon as you'd opened the fridge door. You're not squeamish with cold blooded critters but that would scare the pants off anyone.

You brace yourself as you tug the communal fridge open. Nothing jumps at you, which is a good sign. You crouch down to sort through the contents for whatever Simon left and freeze. Sitting right in front on the top shelf, neatly covered with cling wrap, and a post it with a hastily scribbled out heart, is the most beautiful cut of meat you've ever seen. Brilliantly red and marbled. You tug it out to inspect, push your finger against the plastic film to check that it's actually meat. There's no fat, and the cut is a lovely sort of tenderloin. Where did Simon...

He went hunting recently. You remember the deer in the back of the truck, the marrow filled bone he'd tossed the dog. Jesus fucking Christ, you know exactly what this is. You quickly stuff it back in the fridge and slam the door to go get your mom.

You both stand in front of the open fridge as she inspects the meat. She stiffens, apparently coming to the same conclusion you did and forces the plate back into your hands.

"What is this boy doin' givin' you the best cuts off his venison?" She asks, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Momma, I swear to you I don't know," You carefully settle the backstrap back in the fridge. If your brain wasn't so stuck on the fact that Simon is the one who gave it to you, you might be cooking up recipes already.

"Where's your daddy, he needs to see this." She looks out the kitchen window, surveying the pasture for your father's horse. The last thing you need is her calling him in to see Simon's... declaration.

"No momma," You pull her back, "Momma please, you're gonna scare him off."

"I'm not scarin' anyone off, he's-" She gives you a look, her smile scrunched to one side and her brows drawn in confusion, "Baby, you think I'm gonna scare off the man giving you prime cuts from his hunt? Please-" She waves your concern off and you groan. It's not like he's proposing, you doubt Simon even- He probably doesn't even know he's giving you something the butcher won't even sell.

Actually how did he wrestle this away from the butcher? Usually the guy in town will pay through the nose for good venison. You've never seen a cut this clean from the usual guy though.

At least Simon has the good sense not to look startled that you're in his house at the end of the day. There is a sort of silent confusion around your cooking in his tiny kitchen, but he's nice enough to stay quiet as he goes to shower off the day's dirt. When he comes back he's smart enough to take a seat at the little round table, but just stupid enough to ask, "What's this?" When you set a plate in front of him.

"Backstrap," You glare at him, "with some veggies and potatoes. Why? What is it to you?"

Simon glances up at you, waiting for you to elaborate on this line of questioning. You know he doesn't like these games. You sigh and drop down into the seat across from him, he crosses his arms and leans back in his chair.

"Why're you giving me the best cut?" You ask, trying not to sound like you're expecting anything.

"What'm I suppose to do with it?" He responds.

"Didn't the butcher offer to buy it off of ya?"

"Didn't go to the butcher," He tells you evenly. You stare at him. This fucking- God you could wring his neck. He killed a deer, went through the trouble of butchering it himself, and he still gave you the best cut. All the work just to- to-

You press your hands against your face with a groan.

"Ghost."

"Princess." His low rumble makes you shiver, how pleased he sounds to have caught you off guard...

"You know my momma thinks we're gonna get married now," You tell him through your fingers. He hums, and you hear the click of his silverware as he starts eating. Done with the conversation apparently. You truly hate how much you love this man. He's going to be the death of you.

God but what a way to go.

#x reader #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #x oc #simon ghost riley x reader #cod x oc #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon riley cod #simon ghost riley x oc #simon riley #simon riley x reader #ghost cod #ghost x oc #oc: goose #cowboy!ghost #oc: duck #hi duck!!! #Ghost you fucking menace of a man #he's gonna marry you Goose watch out #cowboy au

[little-pondhead]

Return of the Fenton Menace! Can you guess who is saying what?

"Pose for the camera, everyone!"

"Let me hold your goggles."

"You look silly, daddy."

"He does, doesn't he?"

"Come on, guys! I want to go punch the Joker before it's time to go home!"

"LET ME GO, PUNY HUMANS!!"

"Shut up, Dan."

#doodles from a pond #danny phantom #dpxdc #the fenton menace #supervillain danny au #i switched a few things up about their design #can you spot the differences? #they set a city on fire #which city? idk #but clockwork wants them home before the sun goes down #and they're definitely pushing it #Fenton wants a group picture though #i am practicing my backgrounds #but i refuse to shade #fuck shading

[levia-san]

POV: You interrupted your shizun doing... something

#svsss #mxtx #shen jiu #yue qingyuan #qijiu #or ig you could say #jiuqi #fjdskldjwlakjdslwkasj #i love qijiu being just such a menace #lets fucking go #ahrass everyone!!

[lavenoon]

Sometimes you try to prank-scare the new hire and eat dirt instead, but you made them laugh so all is well <3

#post let luce #dcamv #fnaf moon #my art #look I dont have a brace but my knee hurts like a bitch on any given day #so I simply Do Not Run. #fuck that noise #if Moon came swinging at me I'd *maybe* curl up on the floor in a pathetic pile #but most likely I'd just freeze #how are you gonna handle that ya menace; huh? #jester who likes to chase people meets person who Will Not Run and only be scared #he doesn't want them scared #and he also doesnt wanna collide and injure someone he's trying to befriend (in his own way) as a first meeting lmao #but yes okay enough rambles have fun enjoy <3

[gooseco]

they've invaded my brain

#star wars #obi-wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #star wars prequels #the phantom menace #if you ship them this isnt for you 🖕🖕 #padawan obi wan #padawan anakin #weird fucked up padawan haircut MY BELOVED #fully embracing my 7 yr old selfs obsession with their found family dynamics #me fighting myself drawing this thinking 'he would not fucking say that'. idc if its ooc #obi wan kenobi #sw #jedi quest

[epickiya722]

"yOU're StiLL arOunD?" Sir, you say that like you weren't reincarnated in an era you should not be in all the while spreading agony to folks because you want to. SHOULDN'T YUJI BE ASKING YOU THAT?!

#i hate and love him #fucking menace #slap worthy face you have there #just kiya's thoughts #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk 255 #jjk spoilers #jjk manga spoilers #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen #sukuna #ryoumen sukuna #sukuna ryoumen #itadori yuji #yuji itadori #yuuji itadori #itadori yuuji

[luck-of-the-drawings]

AUU FUCK I FORGOT I MADE THIS. it started out as a single little sketch and hten i woke up with glass in my arm. dont look too hard at the lighting. or the lines. or the anything. this whole fuckin episode was so fun HAHAHAH i love skin and terror.

#jrwi fanart #jrwi show #jrwi riptide #jrwi riptide spoilers #FUNFACT! I DRAW GILLION WITH SHARP TEETH NORMALLY. DOPPLE GILLY GETS SMOOTH TEETH. DO YOU SEE? DO YOU SEE? #THIS WAS ALSO RLY FUN TO DRAW... i didnt try too hard i just had fun or whatever. i love colors. and limited pallets. HEHEH #i also LOVE TRYING TO INSTILL THAT FEELING OF UNEASE THROUGH THE HUMBLE STILL IMAGE.. the swirls n the MENACING symbols with gill #he gets the reflecty eyes and strange smile. I ALSO LIKE THE LIL LIGHTBULB NEAR CHIP #i think its fun to try to find small images with the intent of communicating another thing happening. like. thinking! cogs and lights #im also happy with the fact that i went with just using the brightest color for the text. i wrestled with speech bubbles for a MINUTE!!! #OH AND ANOTHER FUNFACT. i give gillion very specific coral pattern with 2 points on the first two n 3 points on the last #i reversed that for dopplegilly. just another fucked up little art tactic from little ol me

[shrimzical]

"ANTI AANG TAKES" BINGO CARD + Fanfic ver

Well. The ultimate "Anti aang" Takes on a bingo card, go to the tag, see how much can be crossed out

Here's a fanfic version, though I don't have much experience in that section -

Yeahh...

#pro aang #aang defense squad #aang #aang meta #atla #avatar the last airbender #this shit is exhausting #Its funny asf tho #How is this even the same person? #Aang is not fucking vanilla he literally steals n shit he a menace #they can never make me hate you #Dont know what else to tag #anti zutara #anti zutara fandom #pro kataang #kataang

[oliversrarebooks]

fuck you, I'm a goddamn menace pt. 1: morgan fucks up

the story of the barely tamed feral villain and the hero team determined to protect him

This first part is an edit of an earlier story of mine, to add actual names and additional context.

TW: injury, concussion, sedation, medical whump, abuse mentions

Oh, he'd really fucked up this time. Already so weary, at the end of his rope, he failed to notice the energy blast coming from the youngest member of the hero team, the one who struggled to keep her powers under control. He knew how badly he'd fucked up when his back hit the wall, pain exploding from every muscle, especially the parts of his back where his boss had already punished him. His head impacted the concrete with a sickening crack that made him see stars.

Morgan, the city's second-most menacing villain and public enemy number two, sank helplessly to the sidewalk, his body refusing to obey his commands. Through his blurred vision, he could see the painfully bright costumes of the hero team, and he tried to struggle to his feet. He couldn't fail here. It simply wasn't an option. Failure meant risking the wrath of his boss, or worse, being captured and at the mercy of the heroes.

Pain radiated from his knee as he tried to stand. It was broken, maybe. Even more urgently, every tiny movement of his head caused a wave of dizziness, the world tilting and spinning in a nauseating blur. He searched for the word. Concussed, he was concussed. Shit. This was bad.

"Oh god oh god oh god." That was the high pitched voice of the young hero. "Oh god, are you okay? I didn't mean to hit that hard -- oh no oh no --"

Morgan tried to answer, but his tongue was thick in his mouth.

"Step aside."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt him that bad --"

"It's okay, Julie. Step aside and let me take a look."

Morgan would know that voice anytime, anywhere, the smooth and confident voice of his nemesis, the city's most beloved superhero. Powerful, upstanding, and disgustingly rules-abiding. Morgan hated him. Hated that he had so much power and had the luxury of helping people with it.

"Morgan, speak to me," said Arthur. "Stay awake. Talk to me. How bad is it?"

Arthur's sickening face swam into view before Morgan's eyes. Fuck, this was really bad. He tried hard to focus. He had to slip away, couldn't let himself be captured. Salcedo would be furious. He'd hurt Morgan so much worse than he'd already been hurt.

"Let me go," Morgan managed, but it sounded weak and pathetic.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Morgan. You're severely injured. I'm going to get you medical attention."

Morgan tried to shake his head no, but all it did was make him twice as dizzy. He felt on the verge of passing out.

"Stay awake, Morgan, please, keep those eyes open. Can you see my fingers? How many fingers am I holding up?"

The fingers were nothing more than an indistinct blur. Morgan couldn't answer. All he could think of was his boss's unquenchable rage when he learned Morgan had fucked up so badly. He could feel it now, power suppressants strapped to each of his limbs, the way the smooth metallic floor of the lair felt against his face as his boss mercilessly beat him for his failures.

"Get up, Morgan," said the cruel voice of Salcedo, delivering a kick to his ribs. "Get the fuck up. I don't pay you to cower on the floor." 

"I -- I can't --"

"Yes, you can, Morgan. You can keep your eyes open," said a much gentler voice. "You can stay awake for me, please, stay awake. The medic is almost here."

It sounded nice. The voice was familiar. He felt himself nodding. A medic. That sounded good. 

"That's good, Morgan. Stay awake. Just a little more." 

His head felt heavy, his eyes strangely drowsy. He wouldn't mind going to sleep, but the voice was telling him to stay awake, echoing inside his head. Stay awake, stay awake.

A strong hand squeezed his, warm and comforting. Everything hurt except for that. He tried to squeeze back.

"Yes, that's good. I'm here. You're gonna be okay, Morgan, we're gonna keep you safe."

Safe. What the fuck was safe? When had he ever been safe? Safety was for people like -- like -- His sluggish mind placed the voice and face --  Toshiro. His nemesis' crafty sidekick -- Fuck. He instinctively backed away. 

"No, no, it's okay! Just try to relax. I'm not going to hurt you."

"No -- no --" If the punishment Morgan boss doled out was bad, he couldn't imagine what the hero team might do to him. He'd been a thorn in Arthur and Toshiro's side for years.

"The medic's here, Morgan. Just try to stay calm. I've got you."

Before he could protest further, Morgan felt arms picking him up and laying him down on a gurney. His struggle against them was fruitless, his limbs weak and uncoordinated. 

"Should we strap him down?" said a voice.

"I think you'd better. He doesn't seem to be all there. And even if he was..."

"Please -- don't --" said Morgan, too quiet for anyone to even hear, as he felt pressure against his chest and legs, holding him down. 

"The concussion seems to be very serious, and there are multiple fractures at a minimum, not to mention the possibility of organ damage and internal bleeding," said a serious voice. "We'll have to administer painkillers and sedatives, and prepare an OR for emergency surgery."

"No!" Morgan called out, a surge of adrenaline giving him the strength to fight. "You can't -- you can't capture me -- don't drug me -- let me go!"

Arthur's firm hands pinned Morgan's shoulders to the gurney. "You're going to hurt yourself, Morgan. We're getting you medical attention. We're not going to hurt you, I swear it."

Incoherent nightmares filled Morgan's foggy mind. "Yes, you are! Yes, you --"

His voice was suddenly muffled by a black rubber mask, and he gulped down a chemical-smelling, drug-laden breath before he realized it. He fell back against the gurney, his head much woozier and dizzier than it had been even a moment before.

"Just try to relax, Morgan," said Toshiro. "It's just going to ease your pain and make you drowsy, okay?"

Morgan shook his head in a vain attempt to get the mask off his face, but Arthur's hand was holding it firm. Incapacitating him. Placing Morgan at the mercy of the man who must hate him more than anyone. And his struggles were useless, the mask not budging an inch. 

Exhausted by his attempts, Morgan stopped struggling for a moment and allowed Arthur's face to come into focus. He didn't look angry. He looked... sad? Morgan blinked, and he realized that his eyelids were so heavy. The sedative was kicking in. He was utterly helpless. And he should be terrified of that, but his fear was starting to feel foggy and far away, almost as if he was watching himself from a distance.

"That's good, Morgan, you're doing okay. Just keep breathing," said Arthur.

He sounded so... reassuring. Morgan wondered briefly if that was how he sounded when he rescued civilians. Sometimes, on particularly bad nights, he wondered how that would feel. Being rescued. Being safe.

"You can shut your eyes now," said Arthur. "You can go to sleep if you're tired. It's okay. You're safe."

Morgan wanted to laugh. He never got to sleep just because he was tired. He was so, so tired, all of the time. And he was so impossibly, incredibly tired now. His knee hurt, his back hurt, his head felt like it was being jackhammered. His heavy eyes wanted so badly to close and stay shut. He just wanted to sleep. But he was in danger, wasn't he? He couldn't sleep here. Boss would kill him. He couldn't... sleep...

"...stronger sedative to put him under..." a voice was saying. 

There was the unmistakable feeling of a cold needle in the crook of his elbow. Morgan wanted to fight it, stop it from happening, but all he could do was blink his heavy eyelids. "Don't..." he muttered. "Please don't... please..."

"Ssh, Morgan, it's okay, I swear," said Toshiro. "I swear no one here is going to hurt you. You're just going to go to sleep, okay? The drugs are going to make you feel really warm and nice and then you'll go to sleep, and nothing bad is going to happen. I promise."

That strong hand squeezed his again. Morgan felt so safe, so comforted, and he was so sleepy now, so sleepy and relaxed. The world was just a fading blur beyond his half-closed eyelids. He couldn't feel the pain as much any more. All he wanted to do was sleep. He never got to just sleep. Sleep would make him feel so much better.

"It's okay to sleep," said the reassuring blur. "I'll be right here."

Morgan remembered the reason he couldn't go to sleep. "Salcedo...?" he said weakly. "Salcedo is gonna fucking kill me."

"He's not here right now, Morgan. I'm here. And I'll protect you while you sleep. No one is going to hurt you."

This had to be a dream. A dream where he got to sleep and someone was going to protect him from his boss. But he never got nice dreams like that.

"Is it..." His mind was so hazy. He couldn't think of what he was trying to say. "I'm..."

"You're going to sleep, now, Morgan. You need to rest. Go to sleep. Shut your eyes. Rest."

"Mmm." He was too tired to argue. It felt so, so good to close his eyes. He could feel his pain fading as he relaxed onto the gurney.

"...surgery... gonna have to..."

"...can't just let him..."

"...right thing to do."

That was the last thing he heard before the sedatives pulled him down into a dreamless sleep.

Thank you for reading this story of a villain who needs some sleep.

Part Two

#whump #whump writing #villain #hero #villain whumpee #sedation #medical whump #concussion #fuck you I'm a goddamn menace