#Idk whatever

[cablecar-s]

Jason and Tim fighting about something

Jason: Yeah? Well YOU'RE adopted!

Tim more or less about to lose his shit: We're ALL ADOPTED

Damian in the background about to speak up

Tim: You're not a part of this

Damian: >:[

[sleepsucks]

[akitanerufan]

2 hlvrais... No way 😲😲

2 half lifes.... Ahh... Ahhh... AHH!!!!!!!!!!! btw follow me on instagram guys im akitanerufan

[meraki-yao]

RWRB Thoughts: Height Difference

Today on Meraki's rwrb thoughts because this movie and book are implanted in my brain now, we're talking about the movie size difference

Don't get me wrong, book height firstprince is adorable, but there's just something about the movie height difference that just feels so special.

The thing is, the height difference between movie firstprince, or in other words Taylor and Nick's height difference isn't that big (ok I tried to search online for the precise number but there are a bunch of different fucking answers in different units but my point still stands you can see it)

But somehow, it's so prominent when you put them two together, especially when they're holding each other.

And think about it from Henry's perspective: Henry's not small. He's taller than both his siblings and his best friend Percy. he's about the exact same height as Shaan and as much as I know they care deeply about each other, at the end of the day, that's his equerry, his employee. His grandfather is taller than him, but that's the King, so that comes with this sense of authority and intimidation. So in most cases, he's the taller one, the bigger one. The one that has to be the support, the one that has to stand on his own. (so essentially my "oldest daughter/sister" rant but when it comes to height)

But when with Alex, suddenly he's the smaller one. To the man who would fight the whole world to protect him, to make him happy, the man who he loves and who loves him more than anyone in the world. Look at how Alex holds Henry: he curls around him, almost like a shield.

"You don't need your armour anymore, I'll be here to protect you and your heart from now on."

Actually, it's not just Henry, to a less emotionally intense extent, it's Nick too: In M&G, when it comes to the guys George/Nick has physically intimate scenes with: Tony (King James) is shorter than him, Dylan (Peter Carr) is shorter than him, Laurie (Robert Carr) is about the same height, the various other men we see in montages later in the show, all shorter. He's also taller than all the girls he's played opposite of, including Anne.

If I'm correct, up till now, Taylor is Nick's only on-screen partner that's taller than him. And that affects the physical intimacy, like where hands go and how the boys are positioned. Personally, I call it a "lead/follow" pair (like in partnered dances) or a "protector/protected" pair.

(Also please note that I know that this is kind of stereotyping, people don't always follow this fixed dynamic, and these labels only apply when they do follow a fixed dynamic. And I'm also just referring to the physical dynamic, not the actual relationship dynamic)

It's something new for him: for the entirety of his career, he was the bigger one in whatever relationship he was in: the big spoon, the one who lifts his partner, the one who's holding the other's waist; the "lead/protector". So what was it like for him to be the "follow"/"protected" for once?

[agathario]

This is the life from now on

[pinkieroy]

Ep.96 // song in e - julien baker

[thepartyishere]

is the ship really that good if they dont try to (or successfully) kill each other??

[permanently-silly]

he prints out all comments relating to him on a sheet of paper

[hearts401]

Feeling like hot garbage rn tbh /srs

[stiffyck]

um... 

[ftmsteveraglan]

before it hits midnight over here, i just wanted to say happy birthday to the man who defined my taste in men.

happy birthday matthew lillard, you magnificent son of a bitch

[hestialovesranwan]

I like cosplay. I want to cosplay. I specifically want to cosplay as Shen Yuan's mushroom body during those five years, preferably unconscious for all of eternity. That is all, thank you for coming to my TED talk.

Anyways here's a pic of a sunset on a road trip i took with my dad ig (yes, i have a thing for sunsets)

[yourcomputerr]

why do people so desperately want a character who has shown absolutely zero interest in sex to fuck

[leonscape]

“dammit!” yves cursed. he pulled himself up out of the hole and dusted himself off.

“ah, uncle yves. that’ll cost ya,” cal said as he held out his jar.

“huh?”

“the swear jar.”

“what do you mean?”

“you didn’t hear? i passed the no swear words act,” the young boy said. “you can ask uncle cheva.”

“would he really do such a thing?” yves questioned.

the lelouch boy nodded. “yup. i just had to ask him 247 times. he finally agreed and he signed the paper.”

cal pulled out the paper and showed his uncle yves. yves squinted, trying to read his horrid handwriting. it wasn’t as curly and squiggly as his father’s but he’s definitely fluent in lelouchian. “i don’t even know what that says,” yves complained.

“well uncle cheva could read it and he signed it. so by law, you have to pay because you sweared.”

“it’s swore, not sweared,” yves said and jabbed his hand into his pocket and pulled out a coin. “is this enough?”

“yup! thank you. don’t break the law again,” cal said and he strode off with his jar.

the next criminal he caught was uncle jin. he was dealing with a visiting nobleman who was harassing the maids. “creepy bastard,” jin muttered.

cal appeared out of nowhere and shoved the swear jar in jin’s face. “uncle jin, that’ll cost ya,” he said.

“hm? what did i do?”

“you sweared.”

“i swore? when?”

“you said the b word. and according to the no swear words act, you have to pay.”

“b word? you mean bastard?”

“that’s double the price now,” cal said and shoved the jar closer.

“all right i suppose i have to pay for my crimes.” jin shrugged. he reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple of lollipops. he placed it into the jar and pat cal on the shoulder.

“well… huh, i didn’t think about that… i should’ve specified the payment.”

cal’s next victim was a guest from benitoite. prince silvio. jackpot. cal didn’t have to wait long to collect his payment.

“what the fuck? where’s the rose liquor?” silvio searched the vicinity.

“ahem, excuse me prince silvio. i’m afraid you’ve vi-o-lat-ed one of our most important laws,” cal said, sounding out every syllable of ‘violated.’

“huh? whadaya mean? what law?”

“it is pro- prohib- pro… you’re not allowed to swear,” cal said. he shoved his swear jar in silvio’s face.

“what kind of law is that? i’m a grown ass man, i can swear whenever i want,” silvio said haughtily.

“uh- maybe you shouldn’t be swearing in front of a kid…” carlos said.

“shuddup.”

“that’ll be triple the price now,” cal said.

“huh? shut up isn’t a bad word,” silvio defended himself.

“yes it is,” cal argued. “my father said it’s not nice to say.”

“it’s actually two words, so technically it’s not a bad word,” silvio reasoned.

“in that case, it’s four-ple the amount!”

“the hell does ‘four-ple’ mean?”

“fifth-ple times the amount!”

“uh… prince silvio, i think he means quadruple and quintuple,” carlos said.

“ugh, whatever. i’ll just pay you a bunch right now and i can swear all i like while i’m here.”

silvio ended up filling cal’s jar and cal was a happy young entrepreneur.

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[explorerof-theunknown]

i thought us Bruce Campbell enjoyers were nasty….holy shit the Ted Raimi fandom has us beat. Y’all are insane, giga-horny. Keep it up.

[mariocki]

"I mean it's one bowl of chilli, Columbo, what could it cost? Six dollars?"