#bob the brain

[mikewheelerisaboyliker]

can’t believe season 2 is spent with joyce and her boyfriends and will and his bf :,)

[blueandyellow7]

Bob was the cutest 😭 I love him sm I was so pissed when he just fucking died

I actually loved them 😭

[thedyf]

THIS IS AN OUTRAGE.

Me [when my boy Bob Newby “bought the farm”]:

[paintedcrows]

He may be a God, but I am a Scientist

[percabethconvos]

[After the quest in TLT]

Annabeth: Hey, I wanted to give you something

Percy: Hm?

[Hands him an intricately woven band]

Percy: What is this?

Annabeth: It's a gift

Annabeth: Athena is a goddess of crafts too, not just war

Annabeth: I never practiced weaving much, but I wanted to make you something, to show that we're friends now you know?

Percy, trying not to smile: So you made me a friendship bracelet?

Annabeth, embarrassed, trying to grab it: You don't have to wear it if you don't want it!

Percy, laughing, batting her hands away: No way! I'm gonna wear it forever back off!

[gin-juice-tonic]

I am not claiming this to have been purposeful at all, but if the J3 pages in the book of bill really were intended to be fake, the "it infects other books!" tagline would be so clever

[extantodyssey]

tell me how to feel about you now

oh, let me know, do i suffocate or let go?

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my first time ever making a comic like this! very far from perfect but i’m satisfied

this came about as part of me thinking a lot (too much) about the psychic 7 and their relationships with one another and what those look like/how they develop after the events of the second game

[perfectprettypisces]

after reading so many stories where their actual names are used like Jake Seresin, Natasha Trace, Javy Machado, etc., it’s so crazy to me that not once did they say any of the pilot’s real names in the actual movie except for Bradley who has both Cyclone and Maverick say his first name (his last name is said a lot more) and Maverick (for obvious reasons)

not even like a Lieutenant Trace or a Lieutenant Seresin, they were always just simply referred to as “Lieutenant”

the only time we really see their names are on the beginning screen where Cyclone is showing Mav the 12 pilots and their last names on the tags of their uniforms in the bar scene

everyone is simply referred to as their callsign and even in cast interviews, they introduce themselves using their call signs and never the actual names

come to think of it? i genuinely feel like they weren’t in the movie THAT much because i saw a post that calculated Glen’s screen time and it was like less than five minutes total?

all this to say, fan fiction is SO powerful because this was such a minuscule detail of the movie that we could’ve forgotten about but everyone kind of just took it and ran with and now I can’t see it any other way

[sunblchdfly]

honey, it’s alright

Pairing: Bob Floyd x Reader

Warnings: Not proof read. Other than that, none! Fluff Fluff Fluff!

Word Count: 619

The wood floor creaks under your husband’s feet. Not shortly after, you hear the squeak of the door hinge. You know who it is already, but you can’t seem to make yourself come out from under the covers.

“Baby?” Bob shuffles over to you, pulling the cover below your chin. “What’s the matter?” The bed dips under his weight as he sits on the edge.

“Just…” You sniffle, voice cracking, “Just not feeling well, love.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” He caresses your arm, looking at you anxiously, afraid he had something to do with it.

“No.” You squeak out. You weren’t one to be very talkative when something upset you.

Bob nods silently. He places a kiss on your forehead and covers you back up. He makes his way to the cold tile of the bathroom and turns on the shower.

“Okay,” Bob is back at your side again. “I need you to stand up, my love.”

He takes your hands, helping you up. Tears welled in your eyes. He could tell you were getting upset again.

“Hey, hey, hey, shhh.” Bob brushes his thumb over your tear stricken cheeks.

“You don’t have to do anything except stand for a few minutes. Okay? You’ll feel better, baby, I promise.”

You nod and start making your way to the steaming shower.

He presses a few kisses to your face. “Come on.”

He helps you into the shower, ditching his own uniform to join you.

“Alright, I’m gonna wash your hair, get those tangles out. Okay?” He makes sure to tell you everything he was doing, so as to not startle you.

You nod, hanging on to him for support. Your head rests against his chest, listening to the thump thump of his heart. Bob massages the soap throughout your scalp. He’s right, you were starting to feel better already. Soon, you're pulled out of your trance when he shuts the water off.

Bob wraps you in a towel, stepping out of the shower. He dresses himself in record time. He didn’t want to keep you waiting. He knew you needed rest and wanted to give it to you as fast as possible.

“Okay, careful.” He helps you out of the shower and sits you on the closed lid of the toilet.

He retrieves your hairbrush from your makeup drawer and begins detangling your hair.

“Do you want one braid, or two? I feel like you might be more comfortable with one.” He asked.

“Just one, Bobby.” You felt a smile creep onto your face. “Thank you, Bobby. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

“You don’t have to thank me. In sickness and in health, remember?” He smiles.

“In sickness and in health.” You repeated, your own smile growing bigger with every word.

“Alright, that’s a damn good braid.” He says proudly. “I’m a hairstylist in another life, I think.” Bob joked.

You feel another smile make its way to your lips. Damn, if he wasn’t good at always making you feel better.

Bob helps you back to bed, turning the heated blanket on. he grabs your water bottle from the side table and makes his way downstairs.

A few minutes later you hear his pattering feet outside of the door. He ran back upstairs while the leftovers from last night warm in the oven. The bed dips next to you again.

“Alright, leftovers are in the oven. what are we watching?” He asks, trading your water bottle for the remote. “No no wait, let me guess. Captain America?” Bob smirks. Pink covers your cheeks after you hear him say it.

“You said it, not me.” You counter, grinning.

“Damn straight.” He pulls you into him.

A/N: Just a little drabble i thought of. Wanted to write it out for anyone having a hard time atm. Nothing too fancy! My DMs are always open. Take care of yourselves <3

[thesecretingredientislove]

Hi yes autism month. Remember to fight on the side of autism.

[secretly-a-trekkie]

SIR THAT IS THE SAME PICTURE

[peachy-keenss]

Im glad you all like them so much! Here’s some more!!! Especially given it’s Tender Treats’ anniversary!

[flowerprintundies]

A VERY HAPPY BDAY TO OUR LORD AND SAVIOR!!!

Jeffrey Combs

[isogenderskitty]

so uh i made some hatchetfield edits

[thunderballartblog]

Happy Holidays, WG fandom and others! 🎄

[sweeetestcurse]

David Dastmalchian as Bob Taylor