You’re considered by the Jedi Order as a very cryptic but accurate oracle. Truthfully though, whenever someone asks a question, you just retreat to your chambers, say you’re consulting the Force, watch the DVDs of Star Wars and say it very cryptically to make it look legitimate.
Batman: captain marvel, you have been spotted multiple times with this boy, *holds up a picture of Freddy*
Captain Marvel: oh yeah! That's Freddy :]
Batman: is he your sidekick?
Captain Marvel: no he's my boss :D
JL: *utter confusion*
Sans sweep was so powerful the residual shockwaves accidentally killed the fucking queen
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It is the anniversary of Hyrule Warriors, so a little comic to celebrate one of my favorite Links 💙💙
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Like I know it makes sense that she has brown eyebrows but it shows how the magic just affected the hair on the scalp which is really interesting that it was only a small part her phenotypes that were effected by the magic and that means that her eyebrows lack magic? kinda. It’s a dumb thing that I noticed but I think it’s really cool
I HATE BABY GAYS I HATE BABY GAYS
Danny, in his Ghost Zone travels, befriended the Flying Graysons. John and Mary like him so much, that it started as a joke, sort of.
"Ahhhhh, the son we never had! Welcome!"
"My little Robin's long lost little brother, come, come!"
And it morphed into him jokingly calling them Tata and Daj. Then it wasn't really a joke anymore.
Then the Observants inform him that as far as Ghost Law is concerned, they're his Ghost Guardians.
This means that Danny has two sets of parents; Jack and Maddie on the human side of things, and John and Mary on the ghost side of thing.
So when he sees Dick Grayson, who looks a lot like John, it just slips out.
This leads to a very awkward stare off in the middle of a coffee shop.
Danny has no idea how to explain himself.
I’m actually a dumbass. I’ve identified as asexual for years and as Demi-romantic for at least a few months comfortably by now and I literally only just now realised why I like the childhood friends to lovers trope so much. Genuinely pretty much all my favourite ships are that or at least in a similar vain of friends to lovers and I never fricking realised. It’s not like it’s the nearly exact way that my brain processes attraction nooo especially not when its friends to lovers with years of pining added into the mix like no duh why did you think you liked it, it’s not like you have any other kind of type. I am very annoyed by myself cause I knew that my demi-aro-ness was why I didn’t like so much when characters will have known each other for a week and then fallen in love or whatever other bullshit like that. But I genuinely did not make this connection in the slightest, somehow amazingly somehow I missed it entirely.
So you know how humans almost universally like to pet animals no matter the size. (Yes I might want to pet a lion and I am not going to apologize for that. Well what if that is a trait that is unique to us/our planet?
Bounty hunting alien group with their new human crew mate lands on a planet to secure their target. After a brief search, the group encounters a guard dog... of sorts. A beast taller than a moose and built better than a bear snarls and growls, bearing its fangs. All members of the group back away slowly and ready their weapons. All, except the human who suddenly gets excited.
"Oh you're so vicious aren't you? Who's a vicious beast? Whose a vicious beast? Yes you are." The human says.
The rest of the group stares in disbelief at the human, who must have lost his mind. Wondering if they should intervene, but also kind of terrified of both the beast, and now, the human.
The beast leans in, inches away from the humans face, letting out a deep growl. The Human reaches up to pet the it, who quickly leans away, wondering what the furless bipedal is up to. Determined to pet the new animal, the human continues. His hand catching up to its head, he starts to scratch behind his ear.
The beast relaxes, experiencing a joy it never thought it wanted. A few minutes go by, and the beast lays down, relenting to the humans pets. Before long, it shows its stomach, not knowing why just reacting to a primal instinct it did not know existed.
"You want some belly rubs!" The human exclaims, rubbing the beasts belly.
Leg kicking away, the beast gets lost in the bliss for a few minutes, until the alien captain finally speaks up.
"Human, What are you doing. That beast is dangerous!" The captain barks.
"Are you a dangerous beast? Whose a dangerous beast?" The human exclaims, continuing to pet the beast.
"Human!" The captain shouts.
"It's fine! See he likes it." The human defends.
Not believing what they are seeing, the rest of the party continue on to find the target, leaving the human to bond with his new pet.