Great stabbing today everyone hit the showers
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These heroes can be real idiots sometimes, Wind thinks dully as he watches yet another poorly concocted plan pan out exactly as terribly as he had foretold it would. This one even involves explosives for that added spice of death.
“For Hylia’s sake,” he says out loud as Sky throws his sailcloth over Hyrule’s hair which is literally on fire.
“Well done everyone,” Time praises once all flames are successfully smothered. They look a mess, the lot of them. Hyrule’s hair is missing chunks and still smoking a little bit, Wild is sporting both a wide grin and a broken arm and Legend is noticeably limping as he joins the rest of the group where they’re congregated.
“I would say that was a pretty successful ambush. We managed to take out all the enemies—”
“And half the mountain,” Wind adds.
“—we may have to work on bringing down casualties on our side, but that’s something we can talk about for next time. Right now, I say we take a well-earned rest. Sky, can you distribute potions to those who need them, please?”
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When Billy Batson's identity gets exposed why doesn't he just... lie. Like, nothing else he comes up with is going to be more unbelievable than the homeless ten year old with a magical girl transformation that turns him into a giant himbo of an indestructible demigod. Just. Lie, Bill. No one is going to know the difference. If they didn't clock you then, they're not going to clock you now.
"I pissed off a witch and she cursed me. It gets overridden when I use my powers—you know, 'blessings of the gods' and all—but I haven't figured out how to get it totally off yet. Great for free ice cream tho."
"Billy Batson died five years ago and I'm the last figment of his imagination"
"C.C. and Marylin Batson stumbled across my tomb during a expedition and now I just look like this."
"I was created ten years ago from the ambient magic in the Rock of Eternity."
"I age really, really slowly."
"Zeus thought it would be funny."
"I made a bet with Klarion and lost."
"This is how I looked when I died."
"My species just ages like this. Are you telling me you don't? How was I supposed to know I should mention it!"
"You ever seen the movie Freaky Friday?"
"It's rude to ask a lady her age!"
("It's rude to what?!)
Okay one shot/prompt idea, so you know hanahaki disease and how if affects people who are victims of unrequited love but what if they just couldn’t believe it was requited So a person so hopelessly in love with their partner but they have such low self esteem that they simple can’t believe that this amazing beautiful human loves them back and so they end up developing hanahaki because even though it is requited they just can’t believe that. You’d end up getting this really depressing story of a couple so ridiculously in love with each other but one can’t believe/understand and ends up dying.
OOOO or you could do it of having a widow or something and develops hanahaki because their partner is dead and so their love is now one-sided and they end up suffering alone because nothing can fix it
I hate it I am forever traumatized
bc of my crack fic people have been sending me every manner of Grinch x Tony the Tiger headcanon……who wants to hear the one that finally snapped me like a tennis player’s tendon
naked and afraid
inspired by this:
When Alfred does his desire to ensure those under his care are well? That desire, that need? Is more than enough, that plus the ectoplasm in Gotham. He forms into a ghost in the Infinite Realms. This happens a few years before Danny opens a portal. More than long enough for Alfred to have grown into his strange new existence.
So when he heard of a stable portal to the living realm? Well he was curious. Did it lead to his dimension? And then well, he went to have a look. And found a young teen. Who looked so like Bruce. Who felt such a need to look after that which was his. And he couldn't help but need to look after the boy. In only a few short weeks the boy was already so tired.
This just would not stand! Absolutely not! so he left the portal and checked on his new charges house. And it was barely fit for anyone! So, he did what he always had. He took charge of ensuring the place was clean and orderly. Ensured their was good, safe food available. And ensured his new charges would be as well as they could. And if that included beating the idea that ghosts were sentient into Master Danny's idiot parents head? Well. That would only help him tell them sooner!
Young Master Danny was a stubborn young man. But that was hardly a surprise! He gave in, in the end. Alfred's cookies always won in the end. The prospect of safe food and a safe house? Worked wonders. Now, if Alfred could just figure out if this was his home dimension or not... Alfred could only give so much support after all. Only give so much advice. An experienced hero would be a better mentor. At least Master Danny was allowing him to help tend his wounds now.
broke: time is in charge because he’s the oldest
woke: warriors is in charge because he’s actually used to leading a group of people with varying skills and abilities and strategizing to take down a larger force
bespoke: wind is in charge because if anyone tries to challenge his authority he uses the wind waker to make it so that every time they all sit around a campfire together, the smoke always blows straight into the face of whoever has tried to disrespect him. nobody has challenged him since.
yo if you flatironed Dabi’s hair would he look like Kageyama?? like if he was pre-crustening but still had black hair??? he’s got the blue eyes for it
So I live in Scotland and one time in my mandatory drama class a few years ago we had were doing accents and had been split up into groups. Now I had I question so I stuck my hand up and when the teacher came over, she listened to me talk and then immediately said wow that's a great American accent and I just had to pause and look at her like silently for a sec cause wut the fuck before explaining that im from Canada and that's just how I talk and I have never seen a teacher look more mortified before