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Friendly neighborhood reminder that the northern lights are pretty far South tonight, might wanna check if your area will see them bc that would be a great opportunity
The average amount of days per month on which it rains where I'm from is 6 or 7. Today is rain day #24.
It's been raining off n' on round here all week. The lake is swallowing the beach and the calm, usually peaceful river is now class 5 rapids and impossible to hear yourself over. My grandpa's garden is prob gonna flood. The road is washed out and pavement is missing. Sand piled up so bad people can't leave their driveways. Flash flood warning. We're expecting another inch today. And here we are being sarcastic about it. New England, folks
It's been raining off n' on round here all week. The lake is swallowing the beach and the calm, usually peaceful river is now class 5 rapids and impossible to hear yourself over. My grandpa's garden is prob gonna flood. The road is washed out and pavement is missing. Sand piled up so bad people can't leave their driveways. Flash flood warning. We're expecting another inch today. And here we are being sarcastic about it. New England, folks
This is more normal than the time I rode a pegasis through a void in my school and my friends all clapped and were standing on a spiderweb made of cereal and snow
Last night I had a dream I woke up to find that my house had been turned into a Smart House with every wall being a digital screen including the roof so I could see it even laying on bed and the Siri voice said “Don’t worry. You are perfectly safe in your Apple Smart Home™️” knowing I have a BIG phobia of intruders especially at night and it continued with “Let’s explore the neighborhood from the comfort of your home” so it opened google maps and accidentally zoomed past a shitty jpeg of the girl from The Ring standing outside my house and it said “ignore that”. woke up laughing
This is the second one today but I'm not not reblogging it so
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To any suicidal followers I may have: This is a sign to not kill yourself. You are loved and the world is special because you are in it. Keep holding on.
Reblog this when it’s on your dash. You will save someone’s life.
THIS IS NOT A DRILL
I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL
There's a thing about adolescence - you never realize how much it's figuring out who you are until you get there. Adults can tell you as many times as they want that your time as a teenager is going to shape your way of thinking and feeling, and who you are forever, but you never really get what they mean until you realize as a teenager that you can suddenly think about things so much more freely. You can consider things more than you ever realized before. You don't just believe what your parents say, you do research, look through the internet, talk to people, and formulate your own opinions. I did that with my religion. I talked to people, I did research, and I concluded that I agree with my parents. But I've also done research, talked to people, and come to the conclusion that the school system needs to change. That climate change is absolutely real. That we need to focus on different things in society. So, don't call me "just a kid." I'm not just a kid. No one is just anything. No kid, whether they've had this wild realization you're not, is just anything. I'm a teenager. I'm a girl. I'm a christian. I'm a brunette. But not just any of these things. I am these things, but none of them are all limitation. There are a little bit of who I am.
If Superman's laser eyes come out of each of his pupils separately then would he have to cross his eyes to hit a specific spot because it's always both eyes it comes out of and never just one
A video is leaked of Batman deep into a lecture rant. Of course it has to be him repremanding any of the kids and teens he works with right?
Wrong. In the last second the camera pans to show Superman and some other Leaguers.
The Batkids uploaded the video.
Clumsy Clark Kent- part 4 (an epilogue)
The news story went up in the paper. It was all over the internet. The entire east coast was in scandal mode. Everyone was coming up with creative death threats for lex Luthor, and he was finally, FINALLY going to court.
The reporters at the Daily Planet were satisfied with their work. They felt like they had done it well. Ma and Pa Kent were trying not to go off about the amount of danger Clark had put himself in.
And Perry White- PERRY WHITE- told them good job.
The end.
Just finished watching Batman bad blood and I want to know what kind of potatoes DC pulled to make a movie that good
Back when I was less familiar with batfamily stuff, I had no idea who the signal was. I would see him listed in stuff and think people were counting the bat signal for some reason. People would say "Duke" and I was like "why are they calling Dick that so much it's not his name" and I would see art with this weird yellow guy. Eventually I connected the dots and looked him up 😅
"A long time ago, I had two parents. I was an only child. Then they died. I was in a house with two strangers. Then the strangers were my father and my... uncle? No, grandfather. I was still an only child. Until I had a brother. Then I didn't. I was an only child again. A friend became a sister. I got another brother. My old brother came back. He was different. But I was just glad he was back. An enemy became a friend... and then another sister. Then a random weirdo I didn't really like became a friend... and then another sister. Then one more brother just showed up... I hated him, until I loved him. That whole time, I wondered what family really was. I just figured it out. It's the people you love more than anyone else, the people you would die for- whether it not you're related. That's family. And I'm glad to be a part of this one."
-Dick Grayson, at some point
Time travel trouble Pt. 1
He'd been Robin for four years, and in that time Batman had "died" at least six times, most of which had been in the past two years. Supervillains were getting to be more of a problem than ever before. So there Dick was, chatting to Alfred over the comms and strolling down the street in search of Batman, when he found him.
"Oh, there you are, Bruce, where's the batmo-" he stopped. Something was off about this "Batman." An imposter? No, he looked too similar to him to be that. A clone? No, he didn't look that much like him. He was skinnier, and he looked vaguely lost... Dick facepalmed.
Time travel, he thought to himself. Great day for it.
"Call you back later, Alfred."
The who-knew-how-much younger version of Batman was on the roof of a nearby building, looking around. Trying to figure out what was going on, maybe? Time to clear that up for him. Dick grappled up onto the building and trapped him on the shoulder.
"Bruce?" He said.
Batman spun around. "Dick, there you are- hang on..."
"Batman, you time traveled. To the future. I think. Which is annoying, because current you is MIA. Anyways, we need to get back to the batcave to figure this out."
"Time travel, that one's new. And why should I believe you, "Dick"? You don't look that much like him at all. How are you so calm about this? ... And why isn't the batmobile where we left it ten minutes ago?"
"Because we left it there several years ago, and it's called aging. And this stuff happens more often now. But seriously, we need to get back to the batcave and figure this out. Alfred's gonna have a field day of sass."
Since only the real Dick could know Alfred, and by extension, predict his reaction, that's exactly what they did. Alfred was already in the batcave dusting when they arrived. As the dynamic duo charged down the stairs (Well, one charged, the other trotted confusedly) Dick shouted, "Alfred! You'll never guess what happened!"
The founding of the Justice League- part 1
It's an alien invasion, he'd thought. Just your run- of-the-mill alien invasion, he'd thought. He'd been wrong. That's why he was standing with some other oddballs, trying to stop it when they had never worked together before. Mondays, amirite?
***
Let's go back to the beginning.
Days like this always seem to start more normally than other days. In fact, it was quite a peaceful day all over the world- truces in wars, friends hugging after years of feuding, etc... until around 11 a.m. It was first noticed over Nigeria- some spaceships partially blocking the sun. Soon enough, they had spread everywhere in the world.
Earth was almost used to alien invasions at this point. They happened once or twice a month. Everyone trusted the superheroes to stop it.
There was a voice coming from the sky, which was never a good sign. "Surrender now," it said. "Earth is ours. You are too primitive to resist. We will conquer all."
The aliens were right about one thing- it quickly became clear that Earth was outmatched. The alien ships seemed to be resistant to, well, everything. Heat vision, big green hammers, just straight getting punched at mach 27.
Swish! Flash heard something behind him. He knew even before turning around who it was.
"Superman."
"Hi."
"... What are you doing in Central City in the middle of an alien invasion?"
"We need to work together."
"I... what? Oh! That does make sense. Wha-"
Before either of them had time to think, Batman was standing there. "Agreed."
***
"I'm not really the best at teamwork," Wonder Woman admitted.
"Me either, but we don't have a choice," Superman replied. "I guess we need a plan."
"I've got one," Batman said. "We find where things leave... They've got to exist. We go in through there and disable the ship. That's very simple."
"Nope," Superman denied it. "I've been up there. It's all liquidy. Stuff comes out through the wall like it's a blob. It doesn't let anything in, I know that from... unpleasant experience." He shivered a bit.
"So what if we hijack one of their weird little pod thingies and use that?" Green Lantern suggested.
"And how do you plan to get in? I saw a weirdly shaped thing they had to put in when I got up close to one." Flash countered.
Batman mentally facepalmed. Honestly, doing this with Robin would be easier...
"Like this?" Green Lantern asked, smiling. After a bit of deliberation and two bits of arguing, he had approximated the shape as a construct, and the Flash looked a bit flustered about forgetting who he was teaming with.
And now to find something to use it on...
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To be continued
If anyone is waiting on tenterhooks for a new story, I promise I will have one eventually. Highschool is highschool right now.
if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.
How did I go through preschool, elementary, and middle school, and never have a single crush that whole time, and then a month after starting freshman year, I suddenly have a gosh dang massive crush on a boy I've already known for 2 years?
Also help we made eye contact offstage during play practice and I broke it off 😭
Clumsy Clark Kent, pt. 3
"Lauren Lawrence," Clark said, placing down the folder on the desk in front of Perry White, editor in chief of the Daily Planet. "Our way in," finished Lois Lane. She and Jimmy were standing, arms crossed, just behind Clark in Perry's office.
He smiled. "Impressive," he said. "How'd you do it? And what exactly is she our way into?"
So the three friends recounted the story of how they had arranged to meet on the roof, and the notes and pictures in the file folder. As usual, Perry was not one for patience. Five minutes later, Jimmy Olsen was worrying a keyboard as he waited for the computer to finish- ah- retrieving some footage from Lexcorp grounds. Clark leaned over the desk to watch the progress bar slide slowly towards completion. Lois was pacing a few feet away. Then Clark's hand slipped off the edge of the desk and he banged his head on the corner of the table on his way down. Lois took the time to snort before resuming her pacing.
As Clark got to his feet, Jimmy gave a victorious whoop.
"One hundred percent!" he shouted. "We're in!"
Lois and Clark peered over Jimmy's shoulders to look at the footage.
It was of a lab, with a particle accelerator. Scientists milled about, checking energy levels and measuring charges. Lex Luthor slammed his fist down on a random table and shouted something. The video didn't have any sound, but whatever he'd said, it sent the scientists scurrying. They just managed to make out one word by watching his lips- lawrencium.
"Isn't that, like, really dangerous?" Jimmy asked nervously. "And... currently impossible to synthesize?"
"It is Lex Luthor," Clark said. "Maybe he's figured it out... or at least thinks he has."
On the furthest right side of the periodic table are the noble gases. They have a ring of 8 electrons on the outside. That's what all elements want. The closer they are, the more unstable they are. The ones missing one electron are called halogens. The ones with one too many are called alkali metals. (Don't spend too much time around these) Also, the further down you go in the periodic table, the more radioactive things get. The most radioactive halogen is more radioactive than the most radioactive alkali metal. It's called-you guessed it- lawrencium. Don't stand near it, if they ever do synthesize it. So, with that knowledge, let's continue.
The video showed a woman in a lab coat with cornrow braids getting into a large machine. The trio recognized her as the spokesperson for Lexcorp's scientific department. One lab-coated gentleman pulled a switch, and then there were a few seconds of screaming and... silence. The camera had gone out after that.
"You guys thinking what I'm thinking?" Lois asked.
"We expose that in our first front-page worthy article?" Clark replied, before promptly falling on his face again.
"Sounds good to me," Jimmy finished.
To be continued
Seeing as how a dumb amount of villains had teamed up, this qualified as a worldwide disaster. After getting smacked at the watchtower, the Justice League realized they had to create a real plan. They weren't going to defeat this rapidly growing rendition of the League of Doom by brute force.
For want of a headquarters, Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, the Flash, Green Lantern, and Aquaman had opted to meet in the batcave. Although Robin and the former robins understood the gravity of the situation, they saw no point in moping about it if they weren't allowed to join the meeting.
They instead amused themselves by having a many- way wrestling match in an adjacent room, with Barbara as the referee. It made a lot more noise than they thought.
"If we attack from the west-" CRASH!
"DIE FOUL BEAST!" (They tended to get a bit personal when wrestling.)
"DICK! JASON! TIM! DAMIAN! BARBARA! CASSANDRA! STEPH! QUIET!" Batman shouted for the fifth time.
"You have too many children," Flash said.
"That's not what matters right now," Batman replied, not even denying it. "We need a viable strategy- if everyone fights their own nemeses, we will know what to expect, but so will they."
A crash shook the wall. Most all of the sidekicks and former sidekicks were communicating in the odd, chirping language of their own invention by now. Cassandra screeched in an almost mocking tone, to which Barbara responded with a chastising chirrup. Cass tweeted apologetically.
Batman got up from his chair and stormed to the door. Slamming it open, he let loose a massive "SCREEEEEEECH!" followed by a rapid "SCRAW- CK CHKCKCHK- SSSSKCKCKS-" and a final "rrrrraAaAaAAAAaSKSCSKSCRA!"
Utter silence. Batman slid back into his seat. Green Lantern voiced the thought in everyone's mind.
"Bruce- you speak chirp language?"
Batman raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, of course. Didn't you know that?"
The inspiration is linked: https://at.tumblr.com/commiecricket/the-concept-of-the-batfamily-having-a-secret/urx40vh7x2ow
Part 2
Clark, Lois, and Jimmy found themselves atop the roof of a generic skyscraper (very illegally) twenty minutes later. A man was there, and he looked nervous- not just about the height.
He jumped as the three reporters clambered over the top of the highest window and onto the roof.
"Why did we have to meet here?" Jimmy asked. "It seems... overly dangerous."
"Had to... had to find a covert location. Luthor has eyes all over the city. This place... it's an old tradition, ever since it was built. No cameras up here, ever. And clearly there aren't any people. Ronald Hart, by the way." The small, mostly bald man chuckled nervously. He looked a bit stressed. You probably can't imagine why.
Clark stayed clear of the edge. He might be able to fly, but he wasn't keen on his friends and Mr. Hart knowing that.
"Mr. Hart, you told us you had concrete proof of corruption at Lexcorp?" Lois asked.
"Yes, that's right." he said, as if he had forgotten for a moment what he was doing on top of an eleven- story skyscraper. He shakily removed a small file folder from the back of his coat. "It's all in here. In you hand now. I need to go."
Even Lois didn't try to pry. They helped him back into the top floor, and all took separate elevators down, except Clark and Lois, since there were only three elevators.
Clark, after tripping and grabbing the elevator handrail for support, cleared his throat awkwardly.
"So... Lois. Any... particular plans this weekend?"
"Not sure." she answered." Depends on what it takes to get the dirt." she pulled out the folder and opened it curiously. As soon as she saw what was inside, she gasped. Quickly, she passed it over to her fellow reporter to show him the shocking news. As soon as they arrived at the first floor, they ran to show Jimmy.
"But..." he said. "This makes no sense. I saw that guy on TV just last week."
"I guess... I guess it wasn't her" Clark answered. They were all much more subdued as they rode the bus back to the Daily Planet.
To be continued.
New Hampshire would be the next Ohio if it wasn't always forgotten.
Change my mind.
Something massively underused is that Clark Kent is clumsy. And no, it's not an act, it's because of his superstrength and he really is clumsy. I think in the modern age of superheroes, it's been mostly abandoned. Therefore, I will be writing a story where he is even clumsier than Christopher Reeves' Superman to compensate. In fact, any story involving Superman will have this Clark Kent.
"Hey Clark! Catch!"
Just as always, the stapler Lois had thrown was not caught. Clark Kent had almost gotten it a few times, dropped it, and then tripped over his own feet. He got up and turned to Lois.
"Can't you just hand it to me?" He said. Jimmy was making no attempt to hide his giggling in the background as Clark got to his feet.
"I have to make sure you're still our old Klutz Kent, don't I? What better way?"
"Aw Lois, of course I am. Wait! Oh no! That article!"
He slipped but didn't quite fall on his way back to his desk and slid triumphantly into his chair. Everything at the Daily Planet was soon finished. Clark, Lois, and Jimmy were on their ways home when another one of those weirdos showed up from space. Jimmy and Lois remembered fondly earth's first alien invasion and how they had actually been concerned.
Meanwhile, Clark had other problems. He'd slipped into an inconspicuous Alley to change, in which there had been a small child. He held a finger to his lips and launched into the sky. It was a quick fight, and he was home only a few minutes after he was supposed to be. It was also helpful that he had needed to stop for groceries and therefore had an alibi. The 3 bags did a bit of tumbling, but the eggs remained intact.
As he finally tripped on his way into his apartment, he saw that Jimmy and Lois, instead of being at their own houses, were standing waiting for him, with notepad and camera.
"We finally have a lead" said Jimmy. "Y'know, on the Lexcorp corruption case?" Clark smiled. Maybe Luthor would finally be outed as not only a supervillain, but also- gasp- a crooked businessman.
To be continued
Guide to the New Hampshire accent
Talk with the back of your mouth
Squish words together
Drop the letter t from your alphabet. Replace it with ch or d or just skip it.
Make s sound like a hard sh
In those weird al- words, drop the L. Aright, amost, oways
Sometimes vowels turn into each other for no reason
Sometimes you put t where it shouldn't be, it's just never where it should be. Tetnichally. Atcent.
Never say thanks or thankyou properly. It could be a slight difference, like thinks, or insane, like "Shinkatoo." I'm starting to wonder if there's a statewide competition to see who can say it the weirdest.
How close are you with your friends?
Ma'am when we're apart at school the teacher asks us where the others are ✌️
I have a friend who's in driver's Ed help growing up shouldn't happen this fast
Update: she passed drivers Ed and just needs more hours of driving before she can take the test.
Update: Oh she got her license like a month ago now by the way and I practiced driving with my dad earlier
Update: I have had a driver's license for nearly 6 months