Naomi Ellis and her her husband Seth spent Friday morning — the morning after the sixth night of Hanukkah — trying to explain to their three young sons why someone had vandalized the menorah the family had put out on their yard by twisting the metal pieces into the shape of a swastika.
The Ellis family had only built the 7-foot-tall menorah on the front lawn of their home in Chandler, Arizona, because their sons, ages 5, 7 and 9, had asked their parents if the family could decorate their home like the neighbors did for Christmas, the Washington Post reported. Read more.
I’m just saying I think it would be a fun twist and perhaps healthier for all involved to see what would happen if she was the one doing the adopting.
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Marinette: Wait…you’re saying you died how many times now?
Dick: Just the once…twice? No wait…I think that was just before the retcon…do alternate realities count?
Marinette: (Eye twitching)
Dick: I’m fine! Really!
(Ten seconds later)
(Dick is now rolled up in a blanket burrito and having mother hen-Mari feeding him hot chocolate and pastries.)
Dick: …this is nice, actually…
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Jason: So this is my mom now, apparently.
Marinette: Hi!
Roy: But…isn’t she younger than you?
Jason: She chased me down to the middle of a gang fight to make sure I had a coat and extra armor. She’s mom.
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Tim: You did WHAT?
Marinette: I took your stash. All of them. You’re now on a coffee ban.
Tim: WHY?!
Marinette: Because you’ve been awake for 3 days straight and it’s not healthy!
Tim: You—you can’t just BAN me from coffee!
Marinette: WATCH ME.
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Marinette: GO TO YOUR ROOM!
Damien: You’re not my mother! You can’t tell me what to do!
Marinette: (GLARE O DOOM)
(Ten seconds later)
Damien: (Now in his room, hiding in his bed) The League did not prepare me for this…
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Bruce: (Fishing for another Wayne kid) How do you feel about adoption?
Marinette: It’s great! I have four sons now!
Bruce: …What?
(Five minutes later)
Bruce: (Now wearing a hand-made sweater) ….wait, what just happened?
Alfred: You now have family in Paris, sir. And they are expecting you to come for dinner this weekend.
Do this four times repeatedly and you’ll be out. But how does it work? There’s some real brain science behind it.
Guys, I’m not kidding.
Suicide-baiting, cyberharassmemt, cyberstalking, death/rape threats, and hate speech are illegal in all 50 states as well as Australia and the UK.
Some places include school suspension or expels. Some even include jail time for multiple years.
And yes, they can find someone by username or IP alone.
Also, yes. There are methods of catching someone’s IP. Even under a VPN.
So.
Next time you get hit with anon hate?
Casually remind them you can very easily take this to the next level. And they can earn jail time while you lay back in your chair, having saved yourself and everyone else from a violent criminal.
Make sure they learn that.
(Just in case there’s a “the police wouldn’t do that” - Yes. They absolutely would.
Or a “I can handle it.” No. That person will continue to harass others as well. And one of them may not be as strong as you. So do it for them and everyone else.
Or a “It’s not that severe.” Yes. It is. People have died because of this. It really is that severe.)
Take action. And make sure the lives of these bullies are truly wrecked.
Adrichat Craziness plus Miraculous/Batfam Crossover
In light of this new trend I had an urge to do this. This is a Miraculous/Batfam crossover. I'm sorry.
Imagine Damian, Marinette, and Adrien are friends.
How they met and all that backstory stuff is up to you.
Maybe Damian was sent in on a League mission or maybe it was an exchange program.
Maybe Adrien went to a gala with his father or Marinette's parents was catering a party in Gotham or something.
The important part is that they know eachother.
They could all be in a poly, just friends, cult members, secret relatives, a couple and a third wheeler, whatever.
Oh! And they know eachother's identities.
That's important too.
The great thing about this relationship is that no one knows about it except for the tree of them.
It's been hard hiding it from their family and other friends but they already have secret identities.
Lying and making excuses is easy for them.
They have weekly video chats, online movie nights, group chats, revenge plans, black mail, all that good stuff.
They know eachother better then they know themselves at this point.
So one day Damian is at Gotham Academy just scrolling through Tumblr when he finds this gem on #1 trending.
Adrichat.
There are adrichat memes, adrichat fanfics, adrichat comics, ADRICHAT.
The reaction is instant.
He bursts out in laughter, scaring everyone in the vicinity.
The Ice Prince LAUGHING?!?
Either the world is ending or it's the Joker.
Cue the panic and screaming.
Everyone is either running out, looking for places to hide, frozen in fear, or something else along those lines.
After a bit everyone has calmed down a bit and their has masks on they start to notice things.
Wait, where's the henchmen? The rumbling ground? The crazed laughter?
The only laughing that can be heard is Damian's.
Now as they look around they realize that there's no gas seeping out from the windows, under the doors, or through the walls either.
What is happening??
The Batfam arrives and observes from the shadows for a bit.
The cafeteria is full of people but non of them are really reacting like they normally do in some sort of villain attack.
Wait, why is everything just standing around awkward? Where's the henchmen, the guns, the JOKER?!
After a few minutes they come out and start questioning people.
The students and staff just sorta point to a corner of the cafeteria where they are greeted at the sight of a hysterical Damian on the floor.
After the shock of seeing Damian LAUGHING wore off, Nightwing instantly went into panicking mother hen mode and gave him the Joker laugh gas antidote.
It didn't work.
He's still laughing.
WHY IS HE STILL LAUGHING!?!??
At this point the rest of the fam snaps out of it and tries to figure out why the antidote isn't working while panicking. (Well they weren't outwardly showing it so that the civilians could see but they were.)
Through his laughter and tears-wait. TEARS?! Damian tells them to get his phone and call someone called Angel?
Confused Red Robin picked up his phone from off the floor (he dropped and kicked it away during his fit) and looks through Damian's contacts.
As he scrolls through he sees them, Jon, and someone called 'Banana Sunshine Boi' before coming across "Scary Pastry Angel".
He calls them, puts them on speaker, and is surprised when he hears a accented tired female voice say "Dove? *groan* Why in the kwami are you calling me in 2 in the flipping morning?"
From where he is on the floor clutching his stomach, he makes a grabbing motion with one of his hands.
Once the phone is passed to him and he brings it to his ear he wheezes out "M-Mari."
Now panicked Marinette says "Omg are you crying?! Or are you laughing? It's hard to tell?"
"It's b-both actually. But t-that's not what's imp-portant here. Have you *wheeze* c-checked tumblr y-yet?"
"No? I literally just woke up. Wait, Lemme jussstttt......."
After that there was a long pause.
They thought maybe he accidentally hung up when the mystery person whispers through the phone.
"I... I can't... is this for real?"
"Yep."
"........... Heh.... Hhehe. Ehheeheheh. HehEHWHHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAH!"
Slowly the voice on the other side delves into uncontrollable laughter, triggering Damian to laugh harder as well.
He drops the phone again only for it to be caught by Red Hood before it hit the ground.
"What the hell are we supposed to do now? What even HaPpEnEd?!" Asked the anti-hero as he turned to his brothers.
They all just sorta look at eachother before Damian tells them to add Banana to the call.
"Excuse me. WHO?!?" Asked Jason before the phone was snatched out of his hand by Tim.
He does as Damian tells him to and after a few rings another tired accented but now male voice is heard.
"Guys why are mew calling me so early?What's happeting? Mew know I have a furto shoot in the meowning."
'Even half asleep he's still punning.' thinks Damian as Marinette answers his question.
"We c-called because ppttt C-can you check t-tumblr please. I-It's important."
"Umm. Okay?" Was the reply.
They all waited for a few moments before Adrien's voice was heard again.
"Is this real?"
"Correct."
"So I'm actually trending on Tumblr?"
"*wheeze* y-yeah?"
"And hundreds of people are writing fanfics, making memes, and drawing comics about me dating myself?"
"Yep."
"........."
"........."
"Dang. I never though about me and Chat like that but I guess we do make a cute couple. After all, the dashing royal and the smooth knight has always been one of my favorite tropes."
"bwahahWHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAH!"
reblog this if you believe trans men are real men like this if you dont
scott lang, completely misunderstanding peter parker’s power: hey if u want man we could get tiny and just like hang out, i don’t know if you’ve ever been in a lego castle but it’s pretty sweet
peter parker: u have no idea how much physical pain having to turn this offer down is causing me but,
I just think
It’d be really neat if Danny looked more like Martha Wayne than Thomas Wayne.
LIKE
I love the Danny Fenton looks like Thomas Wayne or Danny Fenton is Thomas Wayne reincarnated — but the BEAUTY of Martha??
Of Alfred interacting for under five minutes with Danny, dabbing his eyes and going, “That is indeed Martha,” I WANT IT. I want Martha who was spunky and sassy and wanted to do good for her town the same way Danny wants to do good for Amity Park.
I want Martha who loved to take Bruce and the family out to star gaze because her baby had never seen the stars before, and the way his eyes light up like a mini galaxy takes her breathe away the same way that Danny feels when he turns his head up to the sky yearning for something he knew loved but doesn’t know what.
I want Martha who would literally find trouble in a paper bag because she can’t help her curiosity the same way Danny can’t help tripping over his own ghostly tail and making a mess of things before he figures things out.
I want Martha who would fight men who thought they held power, going absolutely feral from stress the same way Danny does when he’s tired of not being able to do his homework or pick up a vacuum against the wall to clean because ghosts.
I want Martha who loved the pearl necklace that Bruce had picked out for her birthday, and Danny reaches towards his neck and startles when his fingers only touch skin when he is certain there was something supposed to be there. I want Danny whose eyes linger on whites and pearls when he passes by open window stores in the mall, fingers itching to flick a nail against the smooth surfaces.
I want Martha who died bleeding underneath the hand of a gun, hoping to everything above that her boy would be safe, and Danny whose body burns at merely looking at the makeshift guns his parents create in the lab, his heart pounding desperately with a yearning to save there was someone she wanted to save the ghosts.
au where when darth vader declares that he’s Luke’s father Luke comes to the (entirely reasonable) conclusion that darth vader and anakin skywalker were married
Just,, think about it
Captured by the enemy? Check
Brainwashed? Check
Basically made to kill innocents? Check
Done with everything? Check
Gay af? Check
I mean, they’d bond instantly, crack weird jokes and kick ass 24/7
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[First meeting, Carol offhandedly mentions being a lesbian]
Bucky: oh yeah I love lesbians
Carol: [narrows eyes] what
Bucky: yeah me an’ Stevie used to escort them girls at parties and stuff with the double date excuse so they could go to their actual dates without anyone knowing *launches into ten minutes rant because a good suppressed memory just resurfaced*
Carol:
Carol: [calling Fury] Nick why didn’t you introduce me to this one earlier
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[June]
Nick: what are you two up to now
Bucky and Carol, wearing rainbow themed shirts with matching pants, stuffing at least four rainbow flags in their backpacks and filling their pockets with glitter boxes: it’s gay time
Hey idea:
Fu has been teaching Mari about the Miraculous since she was young. One day he was letting her playing with the kwami when something happened and he quickly put them away, but he forgot about the horse miraculous. And he tells Mari to go play in another room for a bit and she kinda uses kaalki to go to Gotham. More specifically the batcave, where Tim (sleep deprived of course) is working at the bat computer when a 5 year old child fell in him. After talking to her for a bit he tells her to stay there. He then goes to find his family and tells them what happened. They don’t believe him and think he is hallucinating. That is until Damian storms into the room.
“Why is this small child in the batcave playing with bat cow?! Father did you take in another loin minion? I am more than enough, I can do better than all of your other minions combined what made you believe you needed more.”
Everyone, except Tim, is speechless because Tim wasn’t hallucinating and there is another child.
“When did I bring this one home? I don’t remember adopting her. Is this becoming a problem?” (The last part is more to himself)
Mari explains to the fam who she is, Alfred then offers her some milk and cookies. After a while she says she needs to go home and Bruce is like “ok let me get my keys” but she is like “no thank you” and transforms. She then just kinda leaves.
The fam is just confused, but they see weird shit all of the time. They shrug it off and forget about it.
.
.
.
Until next week when Mari pops up from behind dick as he is walking out the door for a date.
“Your tie is crooked”
Dick: *screams*
Batfam: *excluding Bruce and Alfred screams*
She then is regularly seen popping up around them.
Batman: *in a justice league meeting*
Mari: *pops out from under his cape*
Jason: *working on building a motorcycle with Roy*
Mari: *pokes her head out from above the handle bars*
Tim: *sleep deprived but working at the bat computer*
Mari: *takes his hand and drags him to bed*
(Tim thought she was a hallucination for almost two months)
Damian: *throws Titus a stick*
Titus: *brings back Mari by the collar of her shirt* (like a momma cat carrying her kitten)