#Headmaster Mind

[comicbooktradingcards]

Justice League of America Archives - Series 1 (2009)

#31 Justice League of America 28

[vaguely-concerned]

harrow the ninth is of course filled with devastating sentences to the fake canaan house rafters, but somehow It was the first time you realized God could not understand you fucks me up specially and specifically every time

[sneverussape]

holy mary mother of god

pray for us sinners

now and at the hour of our death

amen

—

snapetober 2021 - fears

[currentlyonstandbi]

there’s so many writing choices in this film that i could gripe about but i can’t deny the way the end scenes have me chewing dry wall. we’ve just spent the entire film seeing alex paint himself as the victim in all of this, a hapless bystander swept into the insanity of nigel’s world and having to pay the price for it. there’s little hints here and there that maybe there’s more to the story - e.g. nigel’s comment about alex and susan (to which alex offers immediate refutation) - but there’s never any real and clear indication. until the end. until we get that 9 month time skip and we see sally pulling up to the cemetery. until we learn that susan’s grave has been dug up and the skull stolen. and then the train scene my god, the reality sets in that alex has been playing them this entire time, that he’s become the very thing nigel always wanted him to be. the ending to this film is both the end of alex’s story and the beginning of jack’s.

[killa-trav]

My friend saw Seb, his daughter and Conor the photographer getting on the bullet train in tokyo today! Love that they have become good friends

omg that’s so cute conor n seb have become besties, here’s hoping conor is there in abu dhabi either cheering seb on in the am garage or being temporary am photographer for the weekend for like the 5th time lol. n conor is a massive f1/seb fan so i’m sure he’s literally loving this so much

i wonder if conor has been taking bomb ass photos off the vettel family just for their eyes only ofc bc that would be so cute if he has been

[inkyquince]

Leighton tryna figure out who to watch on a slow Saturday night

[twstedbeauty]

That interaction with Crowley (I'm not the anon who send the request btw) made me feel so invalidated, so completely on point with his character. 10/10 to you (uwu)b

"You're a crow, sir, just like always." (But once in the safety of Ramshackle) "But you might as well remind me of the vultures from Snow White...letting NRC run amock... they also liked to observe from far away until everything was said and done..."

"How could you be so heartless to someone as gracious and kind as I am?! UWAAAAAAAAAAH!" *proceeds to dramatically sob*

((Character sprites provided by the amazing @ alchemivich!))

[kyouka-supremacy]

Okay but since when Fitzgerald is back being a villain in Atsushi's head?

[atomsminecraft]

No I will not explain.

Laugh or the cat gets it 🐈‍⬛🔫

[theangelofangst]

Also did everyone have a panic attack when this explosion happened or was it just me????? Like I literally choked on air when that blast set off!

I literally yelled “OSCAR” and “OZ!” and “MY BOIS!” at my phone while proceeding to freak the fuck out.

Also the scene in general, can we admire it??

The animation for the explosion was beautiful as it was terrifying

The sheer suddenness of it all, the way it just happened out of no where.

How intense it makes everything feel down to the characters reactions

The coloring and shading of green, gold and orange

The silent but also piercing sound of nothingness as that piano plays in the background???

I know there was a warning at the beginning for flashing lights and such but I can only marvel in how far the animation has come since the beginning of the series

[twst-campos13]

Hello!! May I request a shy!male staff reader pining for Crowley??? Can we have a happy ending to it as well? Please and thankyou ♥

Another sappy soft staff pining coming up!! (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧! I made this as a headcanon instead, I hope you don’t mind!!

Warnings: none! Tags: male!reader, nurse!reader, fluff, pining, flower language

➸ Let's say you've been NRC's school nurse for the last 3 years. You know everyone who comes in and out of the infirmary especially the students who frequent their visit in that wing

➸ You're a lifesaver in a more literal sense. The students at this school are beyond rowdy—seeing students at different dormitories getting along is a rarer sight than seeing the infirmary completely empty. You get recognition from the staff and the frequent troublesome students for your hard work. From fights, magical accidents, and now the overblots—you're a hero without a cape, always making sure the students are in shape before you discharge them.

➸ Although the work is tiring, there are certain things that motivate you to continue your duty as a nurse. It isn't just the small praises your co-workers give you or the grateful gestures former patients do. Rather, it came from the bumbling headmaster of the school—Headmaster Dire Crowley.

➸ Also known as the guy you’re into. 

➸ Now when did you meet? Crowley had taken you in for an interview when you applied for a job at Night Raven College. You must admit he did have a tendency of talking over people and interrupting them, and you didn't get a chance to explain to him that "no sir I'm not applying as a permanent school nurse" when he immediately hired you as one. 

➸ Being a timid person, you find it hard to speak up about your thoughts even when you want to defend yourself. When your voice finds the courage, others' loud and abrasive tone intimidates you. You realized that a way to stay out of confrontations would be to just stay quiet. Crowley came off as pointless to argue with. 

➸ Your first impression of him was not the best and you intended to just leave him a note and find another job elsewhere when both of you stumbled upon a student choking. Your instincts were quicker than his and medical action was performed immediately. You were quite the hero and professional in Crowley's eyes during that day. That's how you were insisted to take the job. 

➸ You could've left anytime. Yes, you were shy but you aren't a pushover. So why did you stay? Well, somehow, someone has to take care of the residents of this school. 

➸ Admittedly, you are annoyed that the Headmaster worries more about financial and collateral damage than the rivalry of students that can result in scuffles. You tried to talk to him about hiring a school therapist or counselor so that it may lessen the injured students. You know what his response to that was? He laughed merrily and gave your shoulder a pat. "That is why we have a kind gentleman such as you to take care of them!" 

➸ His dense statement could give anyone a headache but oddly enough you didn't feel a migraine from that. Instead it...the praise—it motivated you to just keep doing what your work is. The primary reason for your duty is to take care of the prideful and rowdy students at this school. The secondary reason being that...hearing Crowley trust you and praise you felt...good. 

➸ And he kept praising you for your hard work. He told you how grateful he is to have a kind and soft-spoken nurse to be taking care of his students. Although you want to retort that he should be taking care of them as well, you kept those remarks to yourself and took in his compliments. 

➸ When you thought he picks and chooses his responsibilities, he had surprised you upon defending you when your professionalism is being insulted. You've learned to keep quiet and continue doing your duty. But having the Headmaster defend you from a sharp-tongued student? It was shocking...and quite admirable. You thought it was a one-time thing but it didn't just happen to you. Despite being rude and bumbling, the Headmaster does care for the wellbeing of the residents of the school. When certain boundaries are being overstepped he would jump right in, providing to be a voice to those lesser than him. 

➸ Perhaps that's why you had a crush on him? Because your types are seemingly dense, idiotic, seemingly prideful men who can be also caring at times you least expect them to be? Or you just fancy mysterious men behind masks and top hats, whose smile is so annoying you couldn't do anything but shake your head fondly?

➸ Did you get called out or-

➸ Well it's just a crush now isn't it? After all your relationship remains strictly professional. Oh, you were so sure your feelings wouldn't develop any further...until Crowley accidentally hit himself with a lamp trying to kill a cockroach in his office. Ah, that was the day you saw his handsome face—and the day your heartbeat earnestly for him.

➸ let's admit homeboy looks like muzan jackson

➸ He looked like a pale white boy which excellently brings out his brilliant honey gold eyes. He looks really, really handsome, and you wonder if the mask just made seeing his real face so exciting. You tripped over your own words when he called out your attention for the icepack you're pressing his bruise with started stinging.

➸ The image of his face is burned in your mind. Before that revelation, you were already shy when speaking to him. Now, oh Sevens, you had to practically stop rambling so the Headmaster may get a concise word from you. 

➸ He's always visiting the infirmary as well which only made your feelings for him bloom and bloom like the yellow and white azaleas he leaves when you are on breaks. Crowley adamantly denies the flowers being sent by him. Still, you appreciate the gesture and made sure to speak highly of your "mysterious" sender. You do not miss the way the feathers of his cape seemingly ruffle happily. You're not one for horticulture but you don't want to jump to conclusions as to what those flowers may mean. And whenever Crowley visits it feels like a visit from a friend you are reluctant to accept into your home but you do anyway, because admit it or not, his presence is very welcoming. 

➸ When you do ask him why his visits are routinely, Crowley's reasons are always about checking the wellbeing of students in the infirmary as well as yours. He's aware that the medical field is a serious job and as the Headmaster he takes it as a duty to lessen your stress by acting as a friendly colleague. Now, isn't he so gracious? 

➸ You don't complain about his visits anyway. In fact, you like them a lot. With Crowley being so talkative you find yourself often exchanging lighthearted conversations with him. Never small talk. Crowley learned that small talks with you are awkward and started conversation topics that will lead to deep chats. Did you appreciate his efforts? Oh, you did, and it surprised you how much he paid attention to your rambles that it made your heart skyrocket. Your mind wanders in circles if he's starting to like you back or if he's just being friendly and wants you to feel at home in NRC.

➸ But how could he return your feelings when you never even??? confessed to him??? 

➸ Are you ever going to confess to him, that is the question. No? Maybe? Probably? In due time? It's complicated. Even when your colleague Prof. Crewel suggested that he might be into men you still bite at your tongue and swallow the words. 

➸ It's just...it's hard. It's easier to speak up for yourself inside your mind than outside. You aren't a pushover but you don't like confrontations. It's easier to treat patients than to treat yourself. 

➸ Luckily, there are other people willing to play nurse to cure your lovesickness. Although the academic staff of NRC is dumbfounded at your special someone. Out of all the people you could've pine after, you had to fall for the densest and irresponsible man at this school.

➸ "But Headmaster Crowley isn't that irresponsible!" You would argue over tea with Mr. Trein and Prof. Crewel, who would then roll their eyes at you. My, you have fallen deep and you can't go back. 

➸ You could've just bottled your feelings and let it eat you inside-out, but it's chewing you so hard you can barely perform your tasks when Crowley is around. You had to give yourself peace of mind. Although rejection isn't that far you're still willing to take that risk.

➸ Since you couldn't confess to him verbally, you decided to buy an item from the school shop. It was your first idea which...okay, it's cute but it's not that bright. Luckily, Sam was available and suggested something else that can get your point across. Crowley had given you specific flowers so why not do the same to him?

➸ You dropped by his empty office and left one stem of red chrysanthemum at his desk. You made sure to also put a small wrapped biscuit beside it. You followed Mr. Sam's advice about leaving a piece of a treat along with the flower. Crows like shiny things and treats, right? You just hoped this would work. 

➸ Hope started to crumble inside you and the pieces being snacked on by your anxiety. Crowley is less frequent with his visits at the infirmary and when both of you would talk there is this thick awkward wall of tension. You were only awaiting the day when the yellow and white azaleas will be accompanied by a single yellow and striped carnation. The day did come when a flower was left on your desk—but it was not a striped carnation.

➸ It was a bundle of beautiful ambrosia flowers freshly bloomed. 

➸ You could've thought Crowley wanted to poison you with those flowers until you remembered from reading a book about the language of flowers that it meant something more. It brought you to tears, so much so that the few patients in the infirmary asked if you were okay. 

➸ Ambrosia. Love reciprocated. 

➸ When Headmaster Crowley announced to the staff that he will be courting you to be his boyfriend, a wave of relief washed over the entire college. Turns out, both of you were tiptoeing around each other, failing to find the proper words to admit that you like each other. Mr. Trein can rest peacefully without Crowley crying to him about how he can ever confess to such a handsome man such as you. It made you blush deeply, realizing that you have been doing the same thing with Prof. Crewel and Mr. Sam. 

➸ The Headmaster had certainly become more prideful now that you are together. But it was sweet in a way. You were glad that you scrapped the letter idea for you may have misused a few words. 

➸ Although you are still shy in participating in PDA, both of you know that love doesn't have to be expressed verbally. Crowley does it excellently on his own. He always tells anyone he comes across that you are his beautiful, handsome, lovely little nurse. You had to shut him up by pinching his ear which you will treat later with a caring kiss.

[zigsnose]

[gideonnavsenormousbiceps]

I choose to believe that every adult Link runs into in the games is like “this kid is so fucking weird...how soon can I sign the adoption papers”

[silverfox-hunter]

How is it Friday again already??

Series 3 Episode 8

Mike at The Bastille, Tudor headmaster, Tudor horse racing, King Aethelred Trype & Suffragettes Song

[bi-demon-ium]

also still want to know how martina pulled off getting kate to stay for tetherball. like. in my heart, even though (based on his reaction to martina doing this in the finale under extreme circumstances) i doubt it’s what happened, she just like. kicked down the doors to curtain’s office like kate wetherall. i want her. [curtain stares at her for an uncomfortably long moment] on my team! i want her on my team! she’s good! and curtain’s like......................................okay. 

[astronomyandfrogs]

𝙋𝙍𝙊𝘽𝙇𝙀𝙈 𝙎𝙊𝙇𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂.

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮, terms are a bitch and reader just wants a bit of help, but farah believes in her potential more than she does.

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧, farah dowling x fem!reader.

��𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, teacher x student relationship (sorry, i have issues).

it was almost the end of the first semester which meant that y/n and any other student attending at alfea was filled with homeworks to the top. this particular assignment was worth a quarter of the term and god help her, y/n was going to have a brilliant mark.

the only problem was that she was exhausted from all the work she already had done and just wanted a way out without smashing her head on a wall. the only problem was that it involved a little bit of cheating.

“could you, i don’t know, help maybe?!” she begged farah one more time. she cracked a smile at the umpteenth request, but y/n, who was sitting opposite of her, couldn’t see it.

farah found pleasure in her desperation to do a good job, even if it involved a fraud. she turned around, reaching the desk where the younger woman was studying, or better, trying to find a way not to and sat on the chair next to hers.

“i could, but i don’t particularly want to” farah answered, causing her lover to turn in her direction with an amused grin, not finding the irony in her voice another cause of stress.

“well, that’s not nice” y/n lamented, moving sideways of the chair, her head laying on top of the backseat. a hair strand escaped her ponytail and swung in front of her eyes. she poorly locked it in a bobby pin.

farah, who was behind her, carefully undid her hair and used her finger as a brush, slowly removing the knots from her strands of hair. her relaxation was immediat: her shoulders dropped, her head pointing to the ground and her eyes closed.

“i won’t suggest it to you because you are capable of solving this problem by yourself” she added. y/n complained with a wordless whine when she stopped stroking her hair, but her discomfort soonly ceased when she felt two strong arms hug her from behind.

both of them thought that if that was eternity, it was damn fine by them. y/n buried her head in the crook of her beautiful headmistress, leaving a peaceful kiss.