#coming soon to a theater near you

[jojo-schmo]

Me: Oh yeah I can be normal about things today

Also me: furiously drafts a disgustingly sweet fluff sketch comic idea about Meta Knight and Dedede competing over who can be the corniest most romantic one- because neither of them will ever back down from a challenge

[thevibraniumveterans]

《The Marvels (2023)》

MY NON-SPOILER FIRST IMPRESSIONS!

(Well, the film did come out in Asia earlier than it does in the US! 😅)

[gallade-x-treme]

nijigang boutta drop the goatest movie of all time 🤯

[starg3rl]

so still writing some stuff down for this au. but i did wanna reveal the name of it! the name of this au is called solo*town/solotown. an au where robaire goes solo and departs from the group. it takes place in 2006. it follows robaire on his new solo career and his relationships with his past members

[p-artsypants]

I really love your Teen Titans stuff, especially your one shot Wasteland. I don't have any ideas to offer for your blurbs but I'll straight up absorb any form of robstar you create.

Awww! Thank you so much!! You know, Wasteland is pretty old at this point, but I still think it holds up well! Who doesn't love a 'sharing body heat to keep warm' fic???

For you, Bestie, I offer a taste of the fic that will be #70!

Blurb #21

“Well Mike,” said Robin, “looks like I’m up next. Why don’t you relax for a moment while I get a proper suit on.” 

“Do you have anything that’ll fit?” Cyborg asked. 

Robin’s face darkened. “I have something for just this reason. I’ll have to take measurements to get larger suits made. Star, you should hydrate after your battle.” 

“Alright, I shall go with you.” She nodded. 

While Mike talked with the other Titans, Starfire waited patiently for what Robin had to say to her, since he wouldn’t recommend her to come inside unless he wanted to speak with her in private. 

Once they were inside, he asked, “why didn’t either you or Mike use your starbolts? If it’s a fairness thing, that’s fine. I’m just curious.” 

Starfire stopped walking, and Robin fumbled when he noticed. “Star?” 

She swallowed thickly. “I am sorry.” 

“Sorry? For what? You didn’t do anything wrong! I’m just wondering.” 

Starfire held her fists to her sides and said, very low, “Tamaraneans do not usually possess the ability to shoot bolts as I do. My sister and I are the only ones.” 

Robin stood up straighter at that revelation. “Really?” 

“Yes. I…I do not know if Mike is aware of this ability. I am…apprehensive to share.” 

“I can understand that. How did you and Blackfire get to be the only ones that can do this?” 

That’s when Starfire broke down. She started crying, and after Robin recovered from his initial panic, he quickly pulled her into a hug for comfort. 

“You don’t have to tell me,” he protested. “It's obviously a sore spot. Don’t worry about it.” 

“No,” she sniffed and pulled away from him. “I apologized because I have wanted to tell you, but…it is hard.” 

He took her hand. “Then, why don’t you tell me while I get the suit on. We can talk more about it later too. But if we’re gone for too long, Beast Boy and Cyborg will pester us about it.” 

She nodded in understanding. Maybe she’d tell them one day as well, but right now, it was hard enough to share with Robin, who she trusted implicitly. 

He led her up to his room, where he pulled a changing screen out from his closet and began to dress. 

She sat on the bed, cross-legged. 

“Whenever you’re ready,” he assured, the sound of fabric rustling behind the screen. 

“My cousin mentioned that I went to train with the Warlords of Okaara. Blackfire and I did this together, as we are…of noble blood on Tamaran. Leading an army is our duty.” 

Robin peaked around the screen. “How noble we talkin’?” 

She shyly twisted a piece of her hair. “My father…is the Grand Ruler? And I am second in line to the throne after my brother?” 

He gaped at her. 

“I am sorry I did not mention it.” 

“Uh…it’s okay. I guess. So you went to train…” 

Her shyness was replaced with sadness. “Yes. As you have experienced now, first hand, we Tamaraneans absorb energy from UV rays from the sun. While away, another race of aliens were on Okaara and took interest in my sister and I. These were the Psions.” She bowed her head. “They…experimented on us. They pumped us full of UV rays for weeks, trying to see how much it would take before we—“ she swallowed harshly, not finishing the sentence. “In the end, I was able to expel that energy through my hands and escaped, and then rescued my sister.” 

Robin peeked out again, staring wide eyed at her. 

“It was only a few weeks after we returned home that I was taken captive by the Gordianians. I was with them for many years. That is why I know so little about Transformation.” 

“…when did you say you started training?” 

“I was eight. The experiments began when I was but 10.” 

Robin finished dressing, and then walked around the screen. 

“You look very handsome,” Starfire offered a smile. 

Robin didn’t react to the compliment, only sat beside her, and touched her hair gently. It was like seeing her in an all new light. 

That was why she was so naive. That was why she acted so childish. She had no childhood. She had been a prisoner. She had to relearn everything. 

“Robin?” 

“Sorry, I got caught up in my thoughts. Thank you for telling me. It means a lot. I certainly feel like I understand you better.” 

“Yes?” 

“Yeah. You…you’ve been through a lot, but you’re so positive all the time.” 

“It is…I have spent many hours being sad and angry. I did not like it. In comparison, most things are not so bad. So I remain happy.” 

She was right. What was an escaped criminal in comparison to being tortured? What was it like to wake up in a home, safe, and know that whatever the day brought you was better than where you started? 

“No one is allowed to get mad at you for being cheerful when they’re in a bad mood anymore. I won’t allow it.” 

“That is not necessary, Robin.” 

“No, it is. You are allowed to enjoy your freedom.” 

“When you or our friends get upset with me, it is paltry compared to the anger of the Gordianians. Truly, it does not bother me.” 

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “You are far stronger than most humans, you know that?” 

“Yes? Most humans can not lift a car.” 

He shook his head slightly. “Emotionally strong, Star. Most people in a similar situation would come out bitter and hateful.” 

“Like Blackfire,” Starfire supposed, “though, she was rather bitter before the Psions, so I don’t think that is an apt comparison.” 

“At any rate, I like you the way you are. If you ever need to talk about this stuff, just let me know. I’m always here to listen.” 

A pretty blush covered her cheeks. “Thank you, my dear friend. And now, I shall show an Earthen sign of gratitude.” She kissed his cheek. “Is that correct?” 

His face also colored. “Yes, in this case, it’s correct. I wouldn’t go around kissing people for minor things.” 

“Because it is too affectionate?” 

“Right. In our country, it’s more romantic.” 

“Oh, I see. Thank you for explaining that to me.” She smiled, and then kissed his cheek again. 

He blushed harder. 

“Are you prepared? Shall we go meet our friends?” 

He stood, adjusting his cape. It was longer than he was used to. That might be a problem. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

I'm going to try to share 70 blurbs from my WIPs and unfinished fics to celebrate reaching 70 posted fics! To help with this endeavor, please feel free to send me a word or a fandom you know I write for, and I'll share the blurb. IDK if I'll get 70 prompts, but let's try it! Send as many as you want!

[atinylittlepain]

great news everyone - bones and all joel has a name, has a cover art, and has the first half of chapter one :')

this is my swan song

[starwitness42]

Robert Sugden has it all: A perfect job managing his actress wife Chrissie White, a garage full of flash cars, and an Instagram following mere mortals only dream of. But when he does his kid sister a favour by agreeing to manage her indie rock band on their first US tour, his entire world will be torn apart. Aaron Dingle is rude, ridiculously talented, unfairly gorgeous, and more than likely Robert’s undoing. But hey, what’s life without a little risk?

[if-mirrormine]

Man.... MC is going to need a phone upgrade

what's wrong with blackberry

[deadcitygazette]

“I am, at the moment, stunned and emotionally recovering from having seen it,” Bird said. “I think it is going to be a stunning artistic achievement, and I have hopes it will actually stimulate a national, even global conversation about the issues that Oppenheimer was desperate to speak out about — about how to live in the atomic age, how to live with the bomb and about McCarthyism — what it means to be a patriot, and what is the role for a scientist in a society drenched with technology and science, to speak out about public issues.”

That's historian Kai Bird who co-wrote the Pulitzer-winning “American Prometheus: The Triumph and Tragedy of J. Robert Oppenheimer,” working alongside the late Martin J. Sherwin. The screenplay for Nolan’s film is adapted from the book, which serves as a biography of J. Robert Oppenheimer, the American physicist who led the Manhattan Project in the creation of the atomic bomb.

That's the whole article & you can watch the trailer for Christopher Nolan’s OPPENHEIMER, coming to theaters on July 21st, below.

[melanatedkink]

Not me forgetting what Ran looks like halfway through a smutfic.🫣

[finned-fish]

The Full "Narcoleptic Adventure" Saga

[mrdrhenwardhykle]

Have a good NiGHT's rest or never sleep again everyone!

[sunlitmcgee]

well since we're all being silly, here's a silly bit of the next update I've been writing this evening.

[interstellarspacecadet]

Adventures of Puyuu

I've gone ahead and reset my Tamagotchi.

I have hatched a little pale child!

They shall, henceforth, be known as Puyuu!

[iwaasfairy]

I beg you, unleash Two of Cups pt. 4 🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲🤲

PfFHDJFJF I would but she’s still being written so ೖ(⑅σ̑ᴗσ̑)ೖ I do apologise

[just-dottore]

Wow.

We did it!!!

We’ve reached 100 followers! Actually we’re past it. But still. I can’t believe a blog I had little-to-no faith in has reached such an amazing number of followers!

Just-Dottore is no longer “just” Dottore! Just-Dottore is filled to the brim of lovely people and characters. Everyone who enjoys this blog, everyone who interacts with this blog, and everyone who followed, THANK YOU!!

I want to pay you guys back, but I don’t know how. So comment or reblog or whatever with your ideas! I hope to hear from you guys (gender neutral)!

I’ll pick one on February Third. Love you all!

~IsBus + Dottore