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rooniearts · 3 months ago
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Knight and Poet Espilver but it's that one Princess Mononoke scene because I'm not normal about them
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exhausted-undead · 6 months ago
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young silco..... water theming.... hrrrgh
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shaykai · 9 months ago
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Still thinking about Gortash’s coronation and how smoothly he cuts a Durge off from their companions (and wishing we had a follow up with that)
The first words out of his mouth are that he cares about them- anybody else who remembers Durge has only distain for them, but not him- he’s happy to see them, he missed them, they’re his favorite assassin and he’s only glad to see them alive
And then he takes it a step further by providing insight into their past, something Ketheric refused to do for them- and Gortash isn’t dumb. He knows exactly how Durge’s companions will react, knows that he’s effectively outing Durge when he so easily could have pulled them to the side instead
And when their companions snap at them and refuse to look at them, Gortash is still smiling. Suddenly, he’s the nicest person in the room. Suddenly, everything is unstable and dangerous- but he likes you. He’s sitting there with open arms while the companions are rightfully so mad with Durge, but Gortash is more than happy to resume their alliance
He’s more than happy to be their sole source of comfort again, and isn’t he just so sweet for that?
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bet-on-me-13 · 5 months ago
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Danny is Bruce and Clark's Civilian friend
So! Danny met Bruce and Clark at a Charity Gala promoting his Clean Energy and Technology Company.
It was just something He, Tucker, and Sam had started up after High School to try and do some good in the world, but grew faster than they realized, until they were a rising star in the Green Energy and Technology Business. Really they should have expected it, with Sam's drive for environmental protection and Tucker's love of technology, it was a given that they would push the company farther than anticipated. Danny was mostly just the front-man (aside from helping out Tucker in the Lab sometimes).
The Gala was set up by Sam to raise money for environmental preservation efforts, and Danny was there as a formality since he was the Face of the Business and technically the CEO.
Danny had struck up a conversation with Bruce, having been introduced by Sam, and they were eventually approached by Clark for an interview. He wanted to get their thoughts on the recently proposed Meta Protection Acts, and after the interview Danny decided to give Clark his contact to see if he wanted to do a follow-up. Bruce did the same, and they agreed to talk in the future.
Danny hadn't expected that to be the start of a new friendship.
Bruce and Clark seemed to click instantly with him, and while it took longer they also seemed to warm up to eachother as well. It got to the point where they were talking outside of Galas or Interviews and just called to check up on eachother. It was nice, having friends outside of Tucker and Sam for once.
Oh and also they were totally Dating.
Yeah, it was kind of obvious in hindsight that his two friends had a thing for eachother. Bruce and Clark would always share these looks with eachother before leaving the room, or Clark would check his phone for a message from whenever Bruce texted someone. They seemed to be hanging out without him as well, since they sometimes slipped up and referenced events they experienced together that he wasn't there for.
Of course Clark was publicly dating Lois Lane from his workplace, but listening his coworkers gossip long enough told him what was really going on. Lois and Clark were fake-dating so that Lois could secretly date Superman without being targeted by his enemies as much, and Clark could date a secret partner that none of his coworkers could figure out.
So when he was talking to Clark one day and the man got a text message and suddenly had a bad stomach ache, Danny decided that he should probably let him know that he knew.
"Oh don't worry Clark, I know what's going on. No need to keep up appearance with me around." He said.
"O-oh? Uh, what are you talking about Danny?" Clark asked surprised.
Danny shrugged, "It was pretty obvious in hindsight. The sneaking off, the text messages that got you to leave in a hurry, the secret glances between you and Bruce. After a while it was hard to ignore."
Clark cringed a little, "I just have a nervous stomach, and I have to rush off for work pretty often. That's all Danny."
Danny leveled a glance at him, "So does Bruce also have an upset stomach that just so happens to match up to yours? And why is Bruce following you to your Job? What, is he trying to get a job at the Daily Planet that he owns?"
"O-oh, well- I mean- That doesn't necessarily mean that I'm-" Clark stuttered.
"Calm down man, I'm not going to say anything." Danny reassured him. "It's your business, and nobody has any right to know your personal business unless you tell them. I just figured it out on my own, but I'm not gonna go shouting from the rooftops that Clark Kent is-"
"That's enough Danny, no need to demonstrate, but...thank you." Clark cut him off, "So far only Lois and Jimmy have figured me out on their own, and it's nice to finally have somebody else to talk to about this."
Danny shrugged and patted him on the shoulder, "No problem Clark, if you ever need to talk to me about it I'm all ears."
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menlove · 7 months ago
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the older i get the more i actively start to resent the therapized and sanitized language my generation has trapped itself in like holy fuck oh my god
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marzipanandminutiae · 3 months ago
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"But what did a wealthy Victorian woman's maid wear?"
Very similar outfits to their rich counterparts, but with less expensive fabrics and trims, things like long skirt trains removed for practicality, cheap costume jewelry instead of high-karat gold or sterling silver and precious stones, etc. You can find plenty of photos of maids from the mid to late 19th century wearing earrings, brooches, bracelets, chatelaines, etc.
"But they're just posing for pictures! That's not what they REALLY wore!"
Maybe not for days when they were doing a lot of intensive physical labor, no. But the fact that they COULD pose for pictures in those items means that they owned them. So that's… Still something a maid wore at the time. It's also just unreasonable to claim, when we know costume jewelry existed and they were dressmakers catering to women with less money, that every single one of them was wearing something borrowed from an employer
(and they had plenty of tasks that were absolutely doable wearing earrings and a brooch, to boot. Even potentially a bracelet, if it's not large or dangly enough to get in the way)
Additionally, even the photos I've seen of maids in very simple outfits without a lot of accessories can usually be dated by the hairstyle, sleeve shape, skirt silhouette, etc. Just like a photograph of a Duchess could. It's very simple and unobtrusive and inexpensive to change those subtle details in accordance with the fashion
The fact is, these people were people. Just like we are today. But they wanted to wear the nicest things they could, in terms of practicality and budget. many people try to copy what celebrities wear today, who definitely can't afford to buy the same brands that they do, right? Why would it be any different in the past?
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infinitelystrangemachinex · 7 months ago
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I could wax poetic about why Viktor's League backstory is inherently more interesting and more thematically resonant than where they went with him in Arcane season 2, but the cold hard truth is
a man covered in grease and probably blood who builds his own body out of scraps with his own two hands, can in fact build any contraption out of dinted metal sheets and a few screws including a deathray, performs deeply inadvisable operations on desperate but consenting people with his own tools, generates a cult following against his wishes because of his ability to inadvisably help people but the power's all his now anyway so he may as well, wants to clean up and save the undercity but is (only sort of) misunderstood as a walking Geneva Convention violation a freak and a supervillain, torments his arch-nemesis on at least a weekly basis and probably homoerotically hunts him for sport, had his life's work misattributed to people in the ruling class and is angry and tragic about it forever, tries to rip out his own emotions and is unsuccessful but pretends like he was not, is actually oddly kind to children, and is at the end of the day still just some guy,
is just hotter okay
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smokin-salmon · 1 year ago
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Fuck it. *Makes the old woman cry*
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rimatsu · 3 months ago
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buck forcing eddie-tommy to rekindle their friendship and make amends via facetime post-reconciliation by shoving his phone in tommy's hands with a pointed, no-nonsense look and a "be nice" directed at eddie before booking it out of the room would heal me actually. also it would be hilariously awkward
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cubbihue · 10 months ago
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I remember a time where Timmy asked for an older brother named Tommy, now he is the older brother he wished he had. Has Timmy ever protected Peri from a bully?
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Timmy HAS!! Sometimes older fairies thinks they can mess around with Peri because he's younger than them. But they quickly learn to regret it for many reasons.
Between Peri's magical outbreaks when he's upset, and Timmy's feral drive to fight without magic, the Fairywinkle-Cosmas haven't had to deal with bullies except on social media.
But even then, you're never safe.
Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]
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gothamite-rambler · 3 months ago
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Batman and Jim Gordon watched as a crook was dragged away into a prison car, putting up a good fight. The two men remained silent for a few moments, enjoying the spectacle of the struggling criminal and the chaos around them.
Batman's communication device was deactivated, giving the superhero a moment of solitude.
Jim: You said you had to ask me something, but haven't spoken for the last twenty minutes.
Batman: I lied, just needed a break from everyone. I love my family and the people who work with us, but sometimes I have to be around someone closer to my age.
Jim: That makes sense. Can we talk at least?
Batman: I would actually like to chat. You start.
Jim: How’s Catwoman?
Batman: She’s good. She finally opened that Etsy shop.
Jim: What’s she selling again?
Batman: Clothes for hairless cats. It’s surprisingly lucrative; I had no idea that dressing hairless cats was a money-making venture.
Jim: Why are they like that, anyway?
Batman: A genetic mutation. They originated in Canada and other cold places. Ironic, right?
Jim: Yeah… I’m a dog person, myself.
Batman: You would be, police chief.
Jim: Commissioner, actually. But I’ll let that slide this time.
Batman: I figured you would. How's your girlfriend?
Jim: She’s great, which is surprising, to say the least. I think we might get married, but… it’s just—
Batman: Terrified of marriage and convinced she’ll divorce you?
Jim: Yes! Nobody understands that.
Batman: It’s why I struggle with proposing to Catwoman. The last time I actually got married, it was to Talia.
Jim: And my last marriage resulted in a son who turned out to be a serial killer. Now he’s with the Court of Owls.
Batman: Is he? Crazy... at least he found a club.
Batman chuckled at his own dark humor, and to his surprise, Jim laughed as well, finding the morbid joke amusing.
Jim: You’re lucky I appreciate gallows humor.
Batman: That’s why we’re friends. Honestly, I’d prefer grabbing a drink over going back to work. Why are these slow nights after big battles always so boring?
Jim: Welcome to the life of a detective. I know a diner that serves great coffee and waffles.
Batman: Sounds good. I’ll treat.
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nothorses · 2 years ago
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go to the optician to get your glasses cleaned, adjusted, or repaired. it is free. it is literally always free.
my partner is an optician and virtually none of the people I know are aware of this so. PSA.
most of the time this does not even require an appointment; you can call ahead to confirm that they take walk-ins, but any optical store/practice is gonna provide this service.
they can't charge for adjustments or repairs because they'd take on a ton of liability in doing so; offering it as a free service gets folks to come in to potentially shop for new glasses, and it means that if they break your glasses in the process, they aren't liable to pay for or replace them.
if you try to make adjustments/repairs yourself and you don't have the training or tools to do so properly, you run the risk not only of making the problem worse, but of making it harder (or impossible) for an optician to fix them. (don't fucking glue your glasses please oh my god)
get your glasses deep-cleaned, adjusted, and/or repaired. please. it's free. it's literally free.
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syn0vial · 2 years ago
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my gun-loving, car guy, "i'm the straightest man i know" brother who just finished baldur's gate 3 talking about astarion:
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wigglebox · 1 year ago
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Destiel Pride - Day 3; For the first time, I feel
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varpusvaras · 7 months ago
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Jason gets his new ID card on a Thursday.
It's somehow simultaneously completely unremarkable, and also making his head reel. It's not even the first new, official ID card he has had in his hands - he needed one for the licence, after all, so he'd got one then - but it's still new in every way possible.
Jason turns the card around a couple of times, just to make sure that it's real. It is. New and shiny, with his own face looking back at him from the front. His face is also somehow the same old and completely new at the same time. It is very much him, in the picture, but Jason feels like he is looking at his long lost twin brother rather than at himself. His hair is freshly cut, completely black. His skin is tanned more than it has been in years, from spending a lot of time under the California sun during the past few weeks. He is wearing a light blue button-down shirt, one that Jason wouldn't usually never be caught in publicly.
It is him, still.
Jason is pretty sure he shouldn't have gotten neither of his new, official state-issued ID's so fast, or gotten everything else sorted out so quick either, but Roy has his own ways of doing things. This is the one time his previous government-connections came in handy, he had said after Jason had said yes, and then he had kissed Jason on the forehead and told him not to worry about it.
Jason had let Roy take care of it all. Doing things for others is how he shows affection, and Jason had felt that Roy had needed to take care of Jason even more than Jason had needed Roy to take care of him. Not that Jason is complaining about it. He still feels a bit untethered, and most things are taking entirely too much out of him, either physically or mentally, though Jason is not sure which is which most of the time.
Not that it really matters.
He finally turns his eyes away from his picture to what is written on the rest of the card. His birthday is correct, for once, since this is an official card and not a fake one for whatever purpose Jason had needed one over the years. His address is also on the card, and Jason cannot help but feel a sense of elevation for it. It makes him feel a little stupid. It's an address (Roy's address, their address, Jason officially lives there too-), not a new name or anything like that.
Jason is not really sure if he can look at the name on the card and not immediately combust on the spot, if the address is making him feel this way already.
The ring on his finger feels heavy. Jason takes a deep breath and moves his thumb where it had been covering the rest of the text.
Jason Peter Harper.
It's his name.
It's him.
Jason reads it again. Then again. Then again once, twice, three times more.
Jason Peter Harper looks at him from the picture while he does so. Jason's head is really spinning, and he forces it to stop, hard.
It is him.
He is Jason Peter Harper.
He is the man in the picture on the card.
That's him.
The door opens and closes in the hallway. Roy comes up to Jason when Jason doesn't answer to his greeting.
"Everything okay?" He asks, as he gets to Jason's back.
"Yeah", Jason manages to get out from his mouth. "My new card came in."
"Oh, already?" Roy says. "That was fast. Let me see?"
Jason lifts the card up a bit, so Roy can read it over his shoulder. From how close Roy is standing to him, Jason can hear the small, gentle stutter in his breath as he reads the name. It isn't like neither of them had not seen it already, written like that, since it is in other forms they had filled out, but apparently, it is still making Roy feel just as much things as Jason does.
Jason hopes that it never stops doing that for either of them. Or at least, not for a very long time.
He needs something to last.
"Nice name you got there, Harper", Roy says, and Jason swears that he can almost feel Roy's smile on his skin. He then feels Roy's body pressing against him, warm and strong and solid. Roy wraps his arms around Jason, his head dipping down to rest on Jason, and Jason turns to look at Roy's hands and at the mathing golden wedding band he has on his finger.
"You're mine", Roy says against Jason's shoulder. It is what he has been saying, ever since the clerck at the City Hall had put their name on the paper, singing their lives together. You're mine, you're mine, you're mine, and no one can say otherwise.
Jason had needed to hear it.
He still does.
Jason looks up at the card. It's strange, how a little piece of plastic can tell everyone who he is.
Jason breathes in and closes his eyes, just feeling it all.
His name is Jason Peter Harper. He's alive.
His name is Jason Peter Harper, and for the first time since he died, he thinks he can be happy.
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sengenism · 5 months ago
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wdym if the petrification didn't happen, modern world gen wouldn't know how to flirt with girls while senku would be ur average dude with 18+ thoughts on his mind all the time....... this is just too funny
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