#for a while

[thevoidstaredback]

Danny grew up (kinda) with Bruce Wayne. Like, they're friends, but neither know either is/was a vigilante until B calls Danny up to visit Gotham.

Danny can pass as Bruce as long as people don't look too hard. With Batman needed in space, Nightwing needed in Bludhaven, and Brucie Wayne needed in Gotham, Bruce pulls in a favor from a man the kids have only ever heard their father mention once.

Bruce has a type: Smaller than him, but could absolutely kick his ass. Danny fits that

[likesdoodling]

Doodles :D

[vronism]

I’m back in the cyberpunk brainrot so.

[shanastoryteller]

Happy Solstice, Shana! more Lady Mo or something else genderbendy?

Tony's spent her whole life proving she was good enough to make it in a man's world. Her own father had written her off as a debutante, but he'd let her spend time in his workshop and look over the papers spread over his desk, on his lap or a safe distance away from all the sparks. He probably thought she liked the pictures and the lights.

She builds an engine when she's six years old, her dress torn and stained with grease and and burning with pride as she grins up at her father.

It's the first time Howard ever sees her and, she thinks, when he stops loving her.

Existing in a man's world is different than being a man. She's not allowed to forget, to indulge, she can't ever be anything else any other way than a performance.

Her whole life is a performance, so maybe there's no real difference.

She can wear broad silhouettes and make sure no one calls her Antonia and keep her hair in it's iconic pixie cut have her employees call her sir - ma'am was her mother, she says with a laugh, and god knows she took more after daddy dearest - and she spends so much of her time having dick measuring contests with generals and business rivals and every man that thinks he can put his hands on her that sometimes it's a shock to remember she doesn't have one of her own.

It's not that she doesn't like being a girl, that she doesn't get a thrill out of outrageous dresses and all her soft curves, that she doesn't like at least seeing something of her mother in her mouth and her nose.

It's just that she thinks that she could be something more. That she is something more.

But that sort of things belong to someone who doesn't have her life, her job and her responsibilities and the eyes of the world watching her every move.

~

She doesn't even think about the fact that the armor is a man, narrow hips and broad shoulders and nothing feminine about his cold curves of metal, until Pepper sees it.

Pepper is quiet after, pressing ice to her bruises as she sits by Tony's hips. Her eyes stray to the arc reactor, a diamond of light glowing between her breasts. A circle would have been a more solid matrix but would have required her to get a mastectomy to make it fit.

She's thought about having a smooth chest before, but in the moment when it was an option that she could reasonably provide to the public - a medical device, for her health - she'd balked, and lost a day to redesign to make it something less, something that would fit and not require her to change to too much.

It had felt like a metaphor, or a sermon, as she'd beat sheets of metal until she bled.

Pepper asks, "Is it to protect your identity? So they don't think it's you?"

Tony stares, caught off guard, her mouth open in answer that she hesitates to give because she knows it's a lie. She doesn't like lying to Pepper.

She softens. "Or is it the opposite?"

Tony is sore and exhausted and Obie is acting strangely and Rhodey isn't talking to her (he calls her and he'll call again and again until she picks up, but he won't say a word, will just listen to her breathe to make sure she still is and then hang up like a fucking a coward) and she just killed sort of a lot of people and her weapons are where they shouldn't be and every defense she's built up around this question feels like it's crumbling around her.

"Pepper," she says, then can't bring herself to say anything else.

She doesn't want to lie to her.

"I like the paint job," Pepper says, hand soft where it's gripping her shoulder. Tony hasn't had soft hands since her father loved her.

"I like red," Tony says and Pepper's cheeks turn the same color as her hair.

[emyn-arnens]

Galadriel and Celebrían Headcanons

↳ for @arafinwean-week Day 4: Galadriel

Galadriel names Celebrían "Silver-queen" both in the belief that Celebrían is perfect (for any child of hers must be so) and in the hope that Celebrían will be able to achieve what she has not yet been able to.

(That Celebrían might not want—and indeed does not want—to become a queen is baffling to Galadriel, and it takes her many years to understand and accept this part of Celebrían.)

Galadriel struggles with Celebrían's earliest years, disliking drying tears and guessing at a newborn's unspoken needs. Though she loves Celebrían, she does not love the early years of motherhood.

Galadriel teaches Celebrían many different crafts, but Celebrían takes to none of them, preferring the forests and the creatures within them to setting her hand to a craft, though she does well at weaving, learning languages, and transcribing.

For all that Galadriel possesses great insight into the hearts and minds of others, she struggles to understand Celebrían at first, and she often measures her daughter's development against her own childhood, wondering why Celebrían does not show the same enthusiasm for crafts and athletics that Galadriel did at her age.

Celebrían initially feels more comfortable with Celeborn, sensing Galadriel's outsized expectations of her and feeling that he does not expect as much of her as Galadriel does and is willing to let her be herself.

Celebrían grapples with insecurity in her youth, feeling that she will never live up to Galadriel's hopes for her. She struggles to communicate to Galadriel that her dreams for her future are not the same as Galadriel's and often wonders if she ought to be aspiring for a greatness that she does not desire, and if there is something wrong with her that she doesn't.

As Celebrían grows, Galadriel begins to realize that Celebrían's strengths do not lie in crafts or feats of strength or enchantments, but in her ability to perceive the hearts and minds of others, to guess their unspoken needs and meet them, and to breach barriers between people.

It isn't until Celebrían is an adult that she and Galadriel begin to better understand one another and grow closer as they weren't able to during her youth, barred by too many unspoken words.

In Eregion, Celebrían is vital in helping Galadriel build an alliance with the Dwarves of Khazad-dûm, often travelling with Celebrimbor to help build and strengthen the Elves' relationship with the Dwarves. It is at this point that Galadriel truly begins to appreciate Celebrían's strengths and the person her daughter has become.

When Celebrimbor becomes consumed with his work with Annatar and begins to withdraw from his friendships and duties, it is his spurning of his long friendship with Celebrían that at last draws Galadriel to confront him openly, for love of her daughter and the pain of seeing Celebrían in pain.

Galadriel and Celebrían grow closer still after Galadriel is driven out of Eregion, and they are separated from Celeborn during Sauron's attack.

Galadriel is overjoyed when Celebrían draws Elrond's eye and she sees that Celebrían returns his affection. It is the match she has always hoped for for Celebrían, worthy of Celebrían's status and lineage. (She does, however, wish that they would speak their minds sooner.)

When Celebrían is recovered from captivity, Galadriel spends months at her side in Rivendell, tending to her and using every art she possesses to try to heal Celebrían and draw her from the darkness she's trapped in, to no avail.

Celebrían's sailing marks the beginning of Galadriel's wearying of Middle-earth. Though she has not wholly tired of Middle-earth, she cannot find the joy in it that she once did, knowing that she will not see Celebrían again until she, too, sails over the Sea.

[dryya-doesnt]

It’s been a rough week for me with classes allergies and sinus infections and everything so what better than to project it all onto a fictional character 🫶🫶🫶 sorry mcd aphmau

Only good news for this week is that my hard copy proofs of prints should be coming in next week so I’ll be able to update shop listings w the images I take 🫶🫶

[i-like-anything-water]

"Chloenette was the best (possible) enemies to one sided attraction but the other one later realizes they develop a fondness for the other just when the other sacrificed themselves for something they finally believed in." I scream as I am being dragged to Hawkmoth's clothing closet (it's all just white jackets).

[pinkeoni]

one more thing i love that you can still see will's sad eyes from a distance

[phosbogey]

sorry chat

[furiousgoldfish]

If you come from a place of abuse, you are likely desperate to get genuine and honest approval. It might be tempting to try and get that approval from people who are generally disapproving of everything, and complain about everything. Because if you can satisfy them, prove yourself to them, then you're sure you've done really well, right? You want to earn approval, and they're showing you how, by telling you who not to be, who annoys them, what behaviour is irritating. That's a guideline that's easier to follow than other's vaguely neutral or positive feedback that can be left open to interpretation.

It can also feel similar to your family situation, but in this case it feels like you have a chance, because no behaviour would get you approval at home, and with this new critical person, at least there's a way and you're willing to follow it, it feels right to need to work for approval and they're offering you exactly that.

Sadly, those severely critical people who complain about everything and everyone, are not people whose approval you can have for any longer amount of time. Everything they're complaining in others, they'll soon be complaining in you, no matter how much they make you feel like you are different. Their generally disapproving behaviour is not there to make things around them better, it's solely to benefit them. They see the world as 'not good enough for them' and 'needing to change in order to accommodate them', and when you play by their rules, that's exactly what you're doing to yourself. Sacrificing everything so you'd be accommodating and pleasing to them.

Sometimes, these people will go further and ask you to do more, to give up your boundaries, your freedom, your time, your interests, your engagements, your feelings, just to please them. They'll find it easy to groom you to give them their perfect fantasy, or perfect friend, or even a target for abuse and exploitation. A lot of them are predators, eager to take advantage and victimize first person who tries to make them happy.

It's not your fault. You could not have known. Just know that if you've ever lost approval from someone like that, you would have never been able to keep it in the first place, because the system was set up for anyone trying to please them, to fail. It was not fair for you to be put in a situation where you could be exploited like this, and it is not fair for all of your work to now be punished with pain and disapproval again. It doesn't mean that everything you do amounts to nothing. It doesn't mean you're unlovable. It means someone older, more experienced, and infinitely more evil than you, has set up a trap to hurt you, and you couldn't have gotten away, not in the situation you were.

And if you're currently trying to win approval from someone like that, ask yourself, will you be able to do it in 10 years? in 20? Will you some day be criticized and bashed like all other people they hate? Are you one mistake away from being discarded and rejected? Do you sometimes, or often feel afraid that you'll be the next person they'll hate?

If so, it's okay to be suspicious about their intentions with you, and to resist everything they want of you. Even if you can't see it now, these people don't have your well being at heart. They're not giving you approval to make you happy, they're doing it to make you dependent on them. Next what they can do is put you in situations where you're isolated from everyone else, and ask things of you, things you would not do for strangers, things you'd be suspicious of, if only they weren't so special you'd be willing to overlook everything and give yourself up to them.

Listen to your gut when it tells you that they're making you uncomfortable. If you feel used, it's because you are. If you feel neglected and like you have to fight to get a bit of attention from them, and like it's terribly unfair, it's because it is. What is happening to you is grooming, and it's so difficult to fight that most people only find out it's happened to them once it's over, and they've had years to think it through. You are not at fault for this, and if you feel like something is off, that's because it is. Nobody has the right to do this to you.

[depression-took-over-my-liiife]

i just need everything to stop

[batfambrainrotbeloved]

I'm h o m e and first thing I did was unpack my comics and redo my whole system-

Here's the WIP of my insanity :D

Lego Bat now has his Lil buddy :) (I'm aiming for Alfred or a Batmobile next to help balance-)

[starry-907]

chosen week day 5 - flight

so i accidentally did a drawing for a day later in the week instead of today, so i decided for today i'd do more "sticks on irl photos" drawings, this time with photos i've actually taken!

this can also be considered a hand reveal skdlfkfjsjd

[realgoogleslides]

Love how everyone was so worried and worked up over KOSA but then when australia says "face id is required to prove your over 16 to use social media" noone even hears about it

[duccusstuff702]

I'm still trying to heal myself (｀；ω；´)

I'll answer all of y'all questions once I feel better. I'm sorry for this inconvenience, hhhhh