#and maybe it’s a lot who knows

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

still Thinking about bill and darcy and their dads and usually I’m too full of straight up Fear about posting headcanon stuff unprompted but y’know what my braces hurt like a motherfucker and I’ve had a bad day besides so I’m locking the anxiety in the basement to ramble because I deserve it

I like to think they’re both products of their environments as much as the newsies and it shows. the general consensus that their dads aren’t great is obvious, and it has a glaring affect on them and their relationship even if they don’t notice it

bill’s dad is strict. incredibly strict. everything about bill is pin neat because of it: his room, his clothes, his attitude because he won’t risk letting something fall out of place. he’s the heir to a huge business empire and he has to make a good impression, has so much expectation on his shoulders that he’s suffocating a little. it doesn’t show very often (he’s always all smiles, the picture of a good son) but darcy knows how much the pressure gets to him. it’s why he boxes: he’s not violently inclined at all, but the physical activity is better at releasing tension than talking and it’s not a team sport, so he doesn’t feel any pressure to perform well or not slip up, because he gets enough of that at home. his dad is always breathing down his neck and it makes it difficult sometimes to enjoy the newspapers the way he wants to

the nitpicking is a lot. always little comments that put a strain on whatever he’s doing. straighten his posture, fix his jacket, smile more, laugh quieter, make his father look good. it makes bill feel like a puppet a lot of the time, like he’ll never be quite good enough no matter how much he tries and how much he exhausts himself doing it. even if he loves the newspapers, the printing presses, the smell of the ink and the way he can get lost in typesetting, there’s always a shadow over his shoulder that screams at him to never mess it up or falter

on the other hand, darcy’s dad is just not there. he’s always so busy with running his own paper, engrossed with business that he has no time for his son. darcy was dumped with nannies from the get go and, when he got older and better at escaping them, his own thoughts. occasionally at dinners his dad will ask how he’s doing, make a comment with the wrong friends name or even get his age wrong, shrug off most of what he says and it leaves darcy feeling completely superficial (except for events of course, when it’s all smiles and “look at my son!”. that’s something he and bill share; feeling like they’re used for image and image alone). rationally he knows his dad loves him, but he doesn’t actually care all that much.

it’s why darcy writes. not articles, or journalism like his dad and everyone else around him would prefer, but stories. left alone to entertain himself for so long left him a storyteller through and through and as much as he loves the reality he finds in his newspapers, he can escape in fiction for days at a time as well. he’s always a little scruffy no matter how much he tries, his room a tip of notebooks and pens and ink smudges because no one looks long enough to straighten it up unless there’s a good reason too

that’s why they work so well as a pair. they keep each other sane. darcy doesn’t care if bills laugh is a little obnoxious or his top button is undone, if there’s still ink on his hands or he sprawls haphazardly on his bed instead of sitting neatly. bill never finds darcy boring or makes him feel like he isn’t wanted, loves listening to him and his stories and giving him company he desperately needs. they can talk about anything without worrying about it being wrong or getting shrugged off, or sit in each others presence for hours without saying anything at all. around each other they’re completely themselves and comfortable in that the way they can’t or don’t get to be with others

[tuttle-did-it]

David Tennant for Prime Minister, please.

edit- Since this is getting so much attention, edited to include descriptions of screenshots.

This woman has lost her fucking mind.

Jo, are you okay?

[egophiliac]

buckle up lads we're going BACK INTO THE BOOK

[some-kind-of-creature]

It wasn’t supposed to be a secret.

If you died while with the league, you will no longer be acknowledged to have existed, especially if you died during a mission. A disappointment will not be remembered.

The bats and birds don’t like speaking about the people they have lost, so they don’t. If someone ask about the dead, they will tell the person they don’t talk about that.

So how was Damian supposed to know that he should have told his father about his dead brother?

[lavendorii]

uh yeah I sure hope it does

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Soup solves everything.

[hinamie]

someone asked if i had ever drawn gojo with his scars, now i have :>

[lemonsharkgirlfriend]

so rhaenyra starts s3 with a god complex, believing herself to be the prince that was promised from aegon the conqueror's dream... but hugh and ulf will betray her, mysaria will misunderstand her, coryls will undermine her, bartimos will underestimate her, daemon will abandon her, her people will turn against her and burn her castle and kill her dragon. and when everyone who accepted rhaenyra as queen rejects her, the only person left to love rhaenyra will be alicent, who never loved rhaenyra as queen but rhaenyra as a person ("she was the vision that sustained him [...] it was his love for her that kept him resolute in his choice of heir."). alicent, who abandoned her gods and duty to go to rhaenyra on dragonstone and appeal to the person beneath the crown ("i cast myself on the mercy of a friend who once loved me."). alicent, who's made a god of rhaenyra, not as queen, but as the girl she read with beneath the godswood ("come with me.").

[anniebass]

high spice tolerance, my ass

(old man smut)

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

christ sometimes I just wanna. steal a time machine & go back & sit down next to my 9-year-old self and just like. let them pull out their pokemon card binder & gush about their holographic gyarados or whatever. I'd just smile & ask questions about motherfukcing bulbasaur & tell my kid self that I thought they were a neat person, & someday they'd find other people who thought so too.

like i'm a grown adult who honestly finds most kids stuff boring, but. damn if i could go back & hang out with my baby self & listen to them ramble...just so they knew someone was listening. i would in a heartbeat. thinking about u kid

[bacchuschucklefuck]

while teen while goblin while aroace while injured while doing your best

[chattematsu]

[4.0 archon quest spoilers]

[autumnalmess]

Hey man sorry I've not posted in a while, it's a funny story actually. I actually got arrested for stealing bread for my sister and her seven starving children. yeah, it was pretty bad. I tried to escape 3 times so yeah I got 19 years, yeah and then I broke my parole and now there's this slutty little man after me, yeah I think he has a crush on me or smt idk

[beaulesbian]

more one piece (mostly zolu) + text posts [2/?]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Normal boy spotted.

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[jattendschaton]

Émilie Agreste purposefully giving Adrien an allergy to feathers to make sure her son would never be able to use the peacock miraculous in the future