Ninjago Movie Verse Memes

Lady’s, gentlemen and others, I have gathered the votes, and here’s this week’s edition of

“Who’s gonna fuck up public transit the most”

Starting at 10$, we have Two-face. He’s been inactive lately, so it makes sense

At 7$, we have, Surprisingly, Riddler. Then again, school started about two weeks ago, so, you know, tis the season

And at 2$, we have Joker. He’s just been put back in Arkham, so we have a good two days to a week before he starts fucking shit up

That’s it for this week everyone, I’ll post the results on Saturday!

So, I made a bird feeder out of a milk carton (very easy, worth the google, will post instructions if wanted) and was hanging it up in Gotham Central Park. While filling it up with bird seed, I got approached by one arctic bird named crime lord. At first, I got a little worried, for obvious reasons, but then he asked me about it. And of course ADHD/Autism brain went “fuck yeah special interest time!” And I wound up sort of rambling about bird feeders made from recycled materials, native bird diets, and the birds themselves. When I realized that I had been rambling, I got HELLA embarrassed, as I usually get negative reactions for it. But he just? Started talking to me about birds? And at some point the fucking SCARECROW showed up, along with riddler? And we all just sat and talked about birds? And it was probably one of the BEST conversations I’ve ever had, because almost NOBODY EVER wants to talk or hear about my special interests, and it was just, fuckin amazing.

Idea: Supervillain etsy.

You buy like a freeze ray or something and it comes in a neat little box with snowflake stickers on it and it's packed with sparkly blue paper.

You get some evil chemicals and they're all in pretty glass bottles with corks and handwritten labels. They're all packed up safely in a tiny drawstring bag.

Everything has a thank you note or card. A couple have contact information, and all the addresses lead to supposedly abandoned buildings full of death traps.

future!Nygmobblepot headcanons

Everyone knows they are a couple. It’s a thing. If one of them is arrested the first point of action is figuring out where the other one is.

Oswald starts wearing the top-hat to look taller - which Edward counteracts by starting to wear heels

They go out on dinner dates a lot. Other peoples “dinner and a movie” is their “dinner and armed robbery”

Bickering like an old married couple is standard procedure but the thing that makes people even more uncomfortable is the fact that these arguments will always end with a “because you love me” and extended eye fucking.

Oswald was a little self-concious when he started to gain weight but Edward made it very clear that he does not mind and intends to shoot everyone who does in the knee

While bickering, they’ll still play the “you killed me” and ”you killed my girlfriend” card but at this point the details got a little muddy like, “Are you sure she wasn’t called Isabell? Are you sure Edward?”

Harvey is weirdly happy for them and whenever someone calls him out on it he goes “Someone around here has to have a healthy, stable relationship and since it sure as hell ain’t me or you it might as well be them”

They wouldn’t admit it if anyone asked but they do visit the pier on their anniversary now and then and make some good memories to override the bad ones. Ed always loved the view, after all.

Despite what people may think, they are really good for each other. Oswald reminds Edward to take his medication and calms him down when he’s anxious. Edward rubs Oswalds leg when it hurts and keeps his temper in check.

Jim got an invite for the wedding. As in: Someone put a bag over his head and dragged him to the church where a priest was held at gun point. Oswald welcomed his “old friend” heartily and declared him best man.

Done and Done

So I took some wallets.

Long story short, who wants authentic GCPD police badges and ID’S

GUESS WHO GOT A (SORT OF) JOB BITCHES

So I’ve recently started volunteering at my local aviary shelter, doing the more maintenance jobs, like cleaning, washing food bowls and toys, changing light bulbs from time to time, fixing broken appliances, re teaching the owner how to use TikTok, things like that. I also help set up our stands and hand out flyers, and get attention to any of our fundraisers, which we sometimes do because other shelters need help. AND NOBODY THOUGHT TO TELL ME, THAT THE PENGUIN COMES IN REGULARLY . So I’m helping clean up for the night, and get asked “hey, can you stay with me a few more hours. Mya (one of our parrots) is sick, and I could use the extra help with whatever might come up, as she’s supposed to be under constant watch.” I get it, I really do, and I was worried about our sweet Mya just as much as they were, and so I agreed. The lights in the front started flickering, so I go up there to check on it/clean up. BUT GUESS WHO THE FUCK I SAW. THE ARCTIC BIRD HIMSELF, AGAIN. I’m confused thinking “are we getting robbed” when he smiles, waves and asks “not surprised you work here! I assume your helping keep an eye on Mya? Where is she?” I’m still a little baffled, so I just point to the back and he thanks me, meanwhile dialup noises are playing in my head as I try to figure out what the FUCK is goin on. So I go into the back and find him helping watch after Mya.

It’s been two hours. We’ve been sitting here talking about birds the whole time, and at some point the riddler showed up to “pick up his boyfriend” and we’ve started talking about the genetic relationship between vultures and storks

Hey, @gothamradiokid could you tell you grandpa to CHILL THE FUCK OUT. I got woken up, at three in the GOD DAMN MORNING because MY NEIGHBOR FUCKED UP, AND HE SENT SOMEONE TO DEAL WITH IT. Tell him to do that at midday or some shit, some of us are sheltering highly reactive new mama dogs, and need at least 30 minutes of sleep.

I swear to FUCKING GOD, if I get interrupted during a test ONE MORE TIME by jokers BULLSHIT, THERE WILL BE BLOOD. I HAVE GRADES TO UPHOLD DAMNIT!

So I play lots of video games, and I ENJOY lots of video games. Here’s the problem.

I’m a shit shot. I cannot, for the LIFE of me, aim a virtual gun. Now I still have options. Games that don’t require guns, Minecraft and other creative games, etc.

but once in a while, I like to play games like TF2. But I don’t wanna drag my team down with my bad aim. So what do I do? Healers. I try to be a healer of the team. And can I just say, for someone who just threw a tantrum because the didn’t have the common sense to MOVE OUT THD WAY WHEN YOUR GETTING SHOT AT, y’all be talking mad shit to your healers. NEWS FLASH, we can let you die. We’re nog bound to heal you. We determine whether your dumb ass live or dies. Respect your fucking healers