#also him in a black turtleneck

[ghost-bison]

Something about David Tennant in those outfits

[hart-in-the-headlights]

"Uw yes, Daniel, yes, full girth!... Get it, get it higher- yes! Ow, that is- that is good amount of a-... There, the middle spot. The R spot... the Roof spot- YES!"

"Are you a size queen?" — "I think it needs to be bigger. More! More-*breathily*! More- *giggles* Yes!"

"Stretch it! *laughs* STRETCH IT! All directions..."

[crimescrimson]

Albert Wesker in Resident Evil: Code Veronica X (2000)

[gothsuguru]

disrespectfully i’m thinking about suguru’s dilfy dad

[pentragonart]

I can’t get over the fact that in these earlier designs Olruggio had a turtleneck that sometimes looks suspiciously like Qifreys. Absolutely love it

[ferryfoam]

Why did they give AOS Spock such a bad haircut ?? Where's the pointy fringe? Why is it round?

[godsfavoritelitlesilly]

Hate him so much (absolute adoration)

[etapereine]

!!!

[yakool-foolio]

Have we as a community come to the conclusion, based on that one singular shot of Yakou wearing the peacekeeper uniform, that he would absolutely rock a turtleneck? Cause if no one else has, then I shall be the highest bidder on that slice of truth!

[floorpancakes]

[francy-sketches]

[sysig]

Almost familiar (Patreon)

[todayisafridaynight]

One of my fave jackets is this green jacket with a fur hood im wearin rn because 1.) its green 2.) my dad gave it to me 3.) it reminds me of saejima. Who also reminds me of my dad

[krenenbaker]

do u see my vision do u think jade would wear these

YES OMGG!! I would LOVE to see Jade in those!! ESPECIALLY THAT PINAFORE. THAT IS SO JADE-CODED

I also think that Jade would wear:

Maxi skirts (I think he'd have a black maxi skirt that he would wear frequently... if he got used to the amount of material)

Short-sleeved button-ups (in summer, either with light trousers or shorts. Either cotton or linen, probably.)

Cargo shorts and pants (esp. for hiking)

Wrap dresses (I think a lavender or forest green one would look STUNNING on him)

Sports coats (tweed? wool? cotton?)

Suits ^w^

BLACK. TURTLENECK. (maybe with a blazer? or under a chunky sweater, if it was a thin material?)

I also think that the things Jade likes to wear depend on the individual piece... it sounds like he has some sensory issues with clothes, so he may dislike wearing certain garments, and maybe avoid certain clothing or fabrics altogether?

[emily-mooon]

I love the velvet underground

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC "Pick Me Up"

The stream goes live on the first day of the school year. It's the usual song and dance - mad laughing, threats, poor jokes, terror, and about thirty kids huddled together in a classroom behind Joker's back. Tim recognizes it as one of the Gotham Academy classrooms. Dick can't imagine the horror those kids' parents must be feeling right now. Jason jokes about middle school traumatic experiences. Damian is feeling very justified for skipping classes today.

Bruce, all suited up in his Batman garb, is making his way to the Academy as fast as he possibly can. Those are kids.

Gotham is once again anxiously kept on the edge of their seats, watching as Joker decides to interview the kids on their learning experience so far. Something about leaving a good first impression on the new generation or some other bullshit. Most kids stutter over their words - it's true that Gothamites are way more composed when facing life-threatening events, but those kids are only fourteen or fifteen for the most part. They are not old enough to keep their cool in the face of a murder clown.

That is, until Joker points his camera at one of the girls. Black hair in a high ponytail, blue eyes without a trace of fear, a slightly displeased, even bored expression on her face. She looks straight into the camera, not even waiting for the laughing madman to finish his question, and deadpans:

"I don't think I like school. Pick me up, please."

Joker sputters.

"Not so scared, I see," he sneers, and, in the next moment, a comically large gun painted in purples and greens is pointed to the girl's forehead, "How about now?"

The girl scrunches her nose and makes a so-so gesture.

"It's kinda meh," she admits, "Like, yeah, points for style, but you know, size doesn't matter. It's all in the technique."

Dick snorts over the comms. It's a bad time for laughing, sure, but the phrase caught him off-guard. This is not what you'd expect to hear from a teen, and definitely not something you'd expect anyone to say to the Joker. Jason's comms are muted, but Barbara knows he also laughed a little.

"Technique, you say?" Joker hisses, pressing the gun closer to the girl's head, and she winces, leaning away from it, almost as if she is disgusted by the touch.

"Yeah, I mean, guns are not that scary anyway. What are you gonna do with them, blast my brains all over the floor? Been there, done that," the girl shrugs, "Kinda nasty, but overall, it's just like slime, only sticky." She pauses and looks to the side, seemingly lost in thought, "Huh, maybe we should have added Borax to it. Or was it baking soda?.."

"Listen here, you little brat," Joker's fingers catch the girl's chin, and his voice becomes sickeningly menacing. Bruce is almost there, just two more minutes. Tim is already grappling onto the wall.

But none of them get to finish.

"Put your dirty fingers away from my sister," a low, cold, and even in a way that speaks of barely contained fury, voice comes from out of the screen.

The camera spins, like whoever is holding it turned really fast, and everyone watching the stream sees a fairly normal guy standing by the window - a turtleneck and ripped jeans, same black hair as the girl, same blue eyes... Wait, they are not blue.

And that's not a guy.

The camera falls down to the floor, and there are a lot of panicked screams coming from the broadcast now, but none of them sound like children's voices. It's the screams of adults, of grown-ass men, and later, someone even claimed they heard Joker's scream among them, too. The picture on camera glitches a few times, and the angle is awkward, but everyone still gets to see how shadows in the room morph into eyes, wide open and green, and how the darkness grows sharp teeth, countless grinning mouths that don't belong to any faces.

Screams turn into gargling and then to quiet whispers, filling the ears of all those listening with countless words in languages they don't know.

Red Robin turns off the recording and looks to that same guy from the levestream, sitting across him on the couch. The guy - Daniel, or Danny, as he introduced himself - looks him in the eyes and raises an eyebrow.

"Okay, and?"

"How did you do it?" Tim asks for the third time this evening. Danny blinks.

"Did what?" He asks, completely incomprehending. Tim groans. He's been trying to get his answers, any answers at this point, from the guy for thirty fucking minutes already. So far, he's got nothing. Danny, whoever the fuck he is, proves to be the most annoying human being on Earth.

"Seven people in a coma, including Joker himself, with no physical injuries and none of the children remember a thing! How?!" He demands, and a girl's face peeks from around the corner:

"I remember!"

Tim snaps his head at her, "What do you remember?"

The girl pauses, blinks, and looks to Danny. Then shrugs, "My brother picked me up from school."

Tim drops his head down and breathes out in frustration. He can't force the information out of civilians, he is a vigilante, not a mafia.

"Would it make you feel better if I promise not to do it again?" Danny asks, and his voice is way too innocent for Tim to believe him. He raises his head to look the guy in his shameless, amused eyes.

"I hate you."

"Thanks," Danny grins.