#<- with Baz

[ronmanmob]

The bar gremlin is back. All big eyes and sly grins when things slow down enough to permit the barman a moment to chat away. She comes in enough to be considered a regular ~a vodka tonic or the occasional sea breeze~ and their circles overlap often with the people they share in common. She's mostly harmless, isn't she? Except the way she leans across the bar, something cherry-syrup sweet in her voice as she stage whispers in his direction. "So...how's ya firs' kiss wi' Baz, den?"

First Kiss Meme

"Oh my darlin'-" Ron enthused, well-used to the visits of this specific bar gremlin; sweet and harmless despite how her questions sometimes veered into territory most private. Despite how this one most definitely had though, he turned from his work shining newly cleaned glasses and poured every ounce of charm and welcome into how he approached her - all open body language, smiling eyes and lips and the flash of teeth as he came near; leant his weight into the bar; made to confide--

"It was gorgeous--"

It was in the locker room of Baz's gym. They'd fallen into a routine after work, after training; Ron tending to Baz's wrists, hands and forearms; each joint salved with Tiger Balm; each tendon and muscle warmed, carefully stretched and massaged; wounds cleaned and dressed.

"--Soft-"

Not a word was spoke between them; between Ron and his aspiring champion. They didn't speak much by nature anyway - not either man. And they found in each other a kind of understanding that meant they didn't need to, to be understood. A look did it. A change in pressure where they touched - Ron sat as he was on a low stool between Baz's knees so he could best reach where he needed to reach.

"--Came natural-"

And it had. Come natural. It'd almost come natural more than once the last few days. Tiny moments spent gathering courage. Little testing leans in, little tilts of the head toward each other, little...chanced braveries that'd either been bottled or interrupted, but not this one. Not this time.

"--Took me breaf away-"

Not a superlative. After dancing round each other for as long as they had, feeling their way closer inch by inch, time by time-- When they found themselves alone at last, leant close as the work Ron was doing required, all it'd taken was a tilt of the head. Each of them had at once, though the synchronicity was accidental. Perhaps a thought had come on that needed words to express right. Perhaps they'd wanted a better look at each other. Perhaps, perhaps...It didn't matter. That first tilt, they both pulled up short; noses brushing, a hushed-

-Sorry-

-escaping one of them, though which...It didn't matter. The other shook his head, then tilted it purposefully to turn that just-gone brush into a nuzzle. They both smiled in millimetres, listed closer as if drawn by gravity. Between them, another word-

-Please-

-and that tore it. Their lips met, and all Ron knew then beyond Bastian's taste was the ecstatic weight of want-come-relief-come-affection that settled right the way through him. It--

"--It was..."

Ron caught the words he might've said, closing his eyes a moment and shaking his head. When he focused on his bar gremlin again, his expression was soft with the affection he felt for the man he'd been talking about.

"--'Ee's...a fuckin' joy, luv. 'Onestly."

[thecooler]

They should invent a falling asleep that is easy

[manny-jacinto]

legend 🙌

[intriga-hounds]

it’s bazzy’s favorite day of the week!!! SMELLING DAY!!!! he finished a 5 minute, 6 hide search in 3 minutes today!! talented!!!!!

[savanir]

A sister's love

The justice league hurriedly responds to a call for backup at a little in the middle of nowhere place by the name of Amity Park. 

The situation had seemed so simple. 

A Star Sapphire had suddenly shown up on Earth which isn’t immediately cause for concern but she was unidentified, so a lantern was definitely going to have to look into it if only just to make sure that nothing bad was going on. There are two planet side green lanterns, Simon and Jessica. So they responded to handle the potential situation. 

Things rapidly spun out of control when they realized it wasn't just a Star Sapphire. 

"I hate to say this but we're gonna need backup" Simon tells Cyborg, "the Star Sapphire has brought something with her. My first guess was a white martian but..." The other one can do some manner of density shifting, and he can go invisible, but they know ways around that. Whatever this one is doing isn’t that though.

"Why isn't this working!?!" Comes Jessica's slightly panicked voice in the distance, "he keeps just going through my creations! dammit, think think Jess" She tried to contain him with a flamethrower construct but he just ignored it, like he’s seemingly ignoring everything else she’s throwing at him.

"Our constructs have zero effect on the other one, the alien, meta? man I don’t know he’s human shaped" 

"What is the situation other than the two hostiles?"

"Uh we got some government agents who are retreating because of the Star Sapphire wrecking their stuff. And the civilian people here seem to be falling under her influence, so she must be human. She's from here, she needs emotional connection to pull that stuff off."

The people are furious, the violet glow around them clearly indicates that the girl is using her ring to amp them up but if Simon didn’t know any better he’d say this was red lantern stuff.

Well there are more ways to whip people up into a frenzy, by hurting their loved ones for example.

There is a brief moment where it can be heard that Simon and Jessica try to get into a more advantageous position. 

Simon grunts, "dammit, those agents seemed to have weapons that actually worked on the other guy but the Star Sapphire used her violet constructs to shield him and destroy their guns and we've been struggling since" this whole situation stinks, he has a weird feeling about all of it.

"Simon this is really really bad, i can't keep restraining all these civilians, we're running out of energy fast!"

Cyborg tries to get a visual on the situation from his position in the Watchtower while he’s notifying any league affiliated heroes who are nearby and available. 

But all of a sudden he realizes there is just nothing, just a big lap of void where the two lanterns are supposed to be, there is no cctv footage, no cell towers, no internet connection. Just what the hell is going on here.

Then the audio transmission starts to violently crackle.

A new voice laced with static can suddenly be heard, "There you two are"

"Shit"

"Is the justice league coming yet? Are they finally going to do something?" the staticy voice continues.

"Stay back you-"

"Or maybe they still need more of a reason to act" 

The audio cuts out. 

"Jessica! Simon! Come in!" ... "Shit!" 

Cyborg finally gets a clear picture with the satellite cameras and now sees the entirety of Amity Park has been covered with a crystalized violet dome. It’s then that he remembers the story Hal told quite some time ago now about a Star Sapphire who managed to put a whole planet into love stasis.

They are gonna need more help with this one he thinks.

Meanwhile Jazz is still shakily trying to figure out how her new pink powers work, now that all the fighting is over (for now), the GIW forcefully expelled from Amity, and the two Justice league people captured and restrained.

Everything happened so fast, one moment the GIW had knocked out her brother and were forcefully taking him away and while she saw them drive off (she was pretty sure she was screaming) a pink thing just froze her in place, She was pretty sure someone said something about “great love in her heart” and then she was… well she was flying and- and there wasn’t really any time to question things then so she may have kinda gone and ripped into the van that had Danny.

She’s pretty sure she healed him, and then things just completely spiraled out of control from that point on. and now she’s here.

She’s pretty sure this is crazy villain behavior, she’s going to get put on some sort of watchlist and then she’ll never get to be a psychologist but it’s fine.

Her little brother is safe, that’s all that matters. And she will keep it that way.

[thedgeofsleep]

Hugs from Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy!

[dozydawn]

“Palestinian girl runs through a row of Israeli soldiers in Jerusalem's Old City.”

Photographed by Patrick Baz, 1990.

[moulinarchives]

Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor during dance rehearsals for MOULIN ROUGE!

[crankybeetle]

@carryon-countdown day 4: daydreaming

Sure Simon, he’s plotting

[buffysummers]

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote our story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever. The End. Moulin Rouge! (2001) dir. Baz Luhrmann

[simon-pitch]

he was crazy for that

[ronmanmob]

💚 + Baz

Green Hearts For Ships

"--man's b'come th'missin' piece'a me."

Every verse and incarnation of Ron and Bastian that I've been lucky enough to explore with darling Crow-mun has made me so warm in my heart even thinking about them (even the ones that do me ouch in a similar degree) that I'm smiling typing out this reply right this very merry second. Be they found as a pair'a lads with a common passion for boxing, as a wolf and the man who saved him from a poacher's snare or anything in between, their growing relationship is just an abject joy to witness.

Some of my favourite moments are the quiet ones - once upon a times where Ron's half asleep on Miss Wanda's couch in New York and then Suddenly Bastian -- there's body weight from chest to hips because his bestie-come-romantic-interest's come back from his shift at the gym and rest is the only thing he's wanting. The quiet ease of those moments, where there're no questions, no stress or toil, just the knowledge that their respective person's here and so everything's that bit easier just...

Yes.

100%, A*, Can't recommend them enough.

And Another Thing.

Another thing - Ron's relationship with Baz changes him, Ron, for the better. It lets him evolve as a person, especially in our boxer!verse. He doesn't become Baz's coach in that verse - man doesn't need a coach, he needs his brakes taking off - he becomes his training partner, his friend, his confidant, his space to vent as and when he needs it, his safety net when Thatch The Bastard decides to tighten the screws unbearably...His reason, as Miss Wanda says, to look up. It's a beautifully realised relationship with deep affection, deep roots at its centre.

Seriously Crow, I can't rate you highly enough for how beautifully you render Bastian and the world he lives in. Thank you for letting me be a part of that. You and darling Baz are very loved.

[thecooler]

Feel free to specify in the tags :) if the animal is one that needs company assume you'd have multiple

[manny-jacinto]

ROMEO + JULIET (1996) + IMDb Trivia

[intriga-hounds]

bazzy eating Forbiddem Papers

[dailydccomics]

 Nicola Scott’s “Through the Ages” covers