#(but not out loud)

[infinityhasbegun]

ironically this is the most ive ever posted

[stevenrogered]

im begging you to please read this excerpt from an interview of florence pugh and andrew garfield promoting we live in time you wont regret it lmao

[rememberwren]

Thinking about how when you’re drunk—and I mean really drunk—you get it in your head to catcall men. They could use a little harassment. When you reach that point, your friends immediately know it’s time to cut you off, acting like the Secret Service as they usher you out of the bar and towards the Uber. But they couldn’t anticipate the group of men standing outside the bar swapping laughs and smoking.

Of course you pick the scariest one of the lot and:

“Hey!” you shout, half giggling. “Hey—you, in the mask!”

The man turns. You can’t see his mouth with the surgical mask in place but you can tell his eyebrows are raised. He’s fucking huge, towering over his counterparts (who are nothing to sniff at), thick and strong. His head cocks in silent question.

“Can I get your number?” you shout, licking your friend’s hand when she slaps it over your mouth. All your friends rush to brush the guy off, but he’s already ashing his cigarette under his boot, slipping his hands into his pocket, and crossing the street quietly.

He stays a healthy distance away, aware of how it looks: a man his size approaching a group of young, inebriated women. You think he’s come to harass you in return, or maybe just to mock you—either way you are stunned silent, mouth agape, eyes wide. He’s so much taller up this close.

“Got a pen?” he asks.

He only approaches then, shoulders hunched to make himself appear smaller and innocuous. He takes your hand in his own and writes his phone number on your forearm.

When you wake up hungover the next morning, his number is there on your arm along with a reminder that you hadn’t been able to see in the dim lighting of the parking lot: XXX-XXXX—S. Drink water.

[and-corn]

shoutout to the "foolproof" bread recipe I fucked up entirely for inspiring this

[batsyvie]

[amygdalae]

another underrated moment: Laios casts waterwalking

[iregularlyevadetaxes]

[axiliern]

my batfam face ref sheet i made for myself + my ethnicity hc's for them :]

[sketchytea]

look someone's gotta test the fall damage of this place

[nat-20s]

Ten and Donna end up on a fucked up deadly space newlyweds show despite uh. Not being newlyweds but they get almost all the questions right. They start to sweat when the final question is "what's one secret desire you have involving the other?" And Donna writes "sometimes I wish I could occasionally shrink down the doctor real small so I could carry him around in my pocket and make sure he doesn't get lost' while Ten writes "sometimes I wish I was small enough that Donna could carry me around in like a cat backpack or maybe a shirt pocket" and they look at each other like AYYYYYY because not only are they deeply drift compatible they're also fuckin weird about it 💖

[lylahammar]

STUDIO TRIGGER????? YOU DID THIS FOR US?

[decaying-t3eth]

Looked up strange snails and these guys came up?

[batfam-stuff-posts-0]

Robin, bleeding out on the ground: Blood loss? No, I know exactly where it is.

Batman, horrified and panicked:

[rememberwren]

Thinking about Ghost who hasn’t had a woman in…a while. (Longer than he’d like to admit)

He doesn’t fuck when he’s on duty, and he’s on duty more than he’s off, these days.

When he finally slips between your thighs, he’s forgotten how soft another person can be, forgotten how wet a pussy can get, tight enough to nearly snap his cock off. And then it’s him vs his own body as he fights not to cum straight away and embarrass himself.

I want him fists clenched, head ducked and eyes squeezed shut (because if he sees that look in your eyes—that almost-afraid, mostly-awed look as your body manages to swallow his monster cock whole with nothing more than a burning stretch—he knows he’ll spill inside you before he’s even managed a single thrust). I want his teeth gritted, mind on anything except the wet heat that surrounds him, muscles tensed as he fights tooth and nail for his control.

And I want to see him lose it straight away when you whisper in his ear that it’s okay, you can let go