#he is a grump

[panakina]

Favourite thing in batfam fics is when Jason’s siblings look at him expecting their dork of a brother, grouchy but lovable butt-monkey of many a family in joke, and instead see a cold unflinching face, and for just a second remember this guy once seized Gotham by the throat.

[loneliii-aura]

I'm gonna say it! The thing that made me grumpiest about wtnv fandom back in the day was the belief that Cecil buys into the propaganda! He does NOT! This man is looking you dead in the eyes and saying "do not look at the mountains. The government denies ALL EXISTENCE of such mountains. The mountains are not real." You think he gets sent to re-education every six weeks for FUN?! He is a journalist frantically trying to get around censorship! The government would like to strangle him for talking about this! COME ON!

[batfamfucker]

My absolute favourite Superbat trope is both of them knowing Clark could literally kill Bruce in a heartbeat, but both of them knowing he never would.

Despite the awareness of this power, Bruce trusts Clark.

Bruce gets off on knowing the most powerful being in the world is wrapped around his finger, beck and call. His ever paranoid brain never fully convinced that Clark couldn't just turn. A bad day, a biological beckoning, maybe he's a damn sleeper agent. Or maybe he could just get carried away and grip Bruce during a wave of pleasure he has no control over, and break him.

But all those thoughts are cut short and fears ignored whenever he looks at Clark. His smiling face, his glinting eyes. The fluffiness of his hair. The scrunch of his eyebrows when he's writing, the frustrated click of his tongue when he can’t think of a word.

His genuine clumsiness. Tripping over his own feet. Sat down and managing to miss his mouth, coffee spilling down his shirt. The soft avoidance of curses due to Southern manners, and their Bruce's children being present.

The most gentle of touches when he interacts with the kids, just in case.

Likewise, Clark enjoys knowing the ever paranoid Batman is willing to succumb to him because he trusts him. The man who has a contigency plans for his darn contingency plans.

The man who won't let anyone know when he's injured after a battle because it's a sign of vulnerability he can't allow. Yet his eyes will find Superman's. Only partly because he knows Kal-El would be able to see the extent of his injuries even if Batman tried to convince him they weren't there. Mostly, because the only times he'll cross Batman's boundaries is when it's a matter of care for Bruce's wellbeing. That look that Batman sends him is an admittance of needing help. He'd never say it. The look is enough.

Kal will quite visibly and unashamedly use his powers against Bruce, willing to see what Bruce tries to deter everyone else from. Then, still against Batman's wishes, he'll overpower him. Drag him away from the battle and somewhere he can recover. It's one of the few instances where he'd use his strength as an advantage and Bruce knows that. Bruce trusts him not to do it for any other intention. Bruce makes Clark feel human in a world that likes to remind him that he's not.

Clark would never hurt a damn fly but he could. But Bruce knows him.

[tamagoneko]

uh oh❣️

[mel0ns0pe]

i attempted to make this look like a painting, didn't get it quite right, i still like tho

[strawberri-draws]

shuichi posting

[tomatoart]

beach episode 🦇🪼

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

something that a lot of people don’t seem to understand about Zuko is that:

the guy’s a huge fucking dork. he’s such a goof. a silly guy even.

like when I read fics and some of them characterise him as being all ‘oh I’m so shy abt my bf like I’m gonna be all stoic and tsundere blah blah blah.’ are u kidding? did we watch the same show? like if we’re talking abt Canon Content™️ then,,, look at how he was around Mai??? he was so loving and adoring and goofy and smiley???

like listen, if him and Sokka were to actually date, he’d be such a lil goof about him. giggling kicking his feet under the covers blushing even. cuz this dude runs on Self Hatred so he’d b like: ‘pretty boy??? paying attention to m e ???’ n then he’d go and smile to himself and continue to be in post bf brushed my hand afterglow for like the whole day

[cbmagus49]

Haven't drawn these goobers in a while so here's Stan and Ford getting a surprise Grauntie hug 💛

[imamotherfuckingstar-lord]

imagine bucky being grumpy

His stares were wearing you down; eyes dark and narrow, watching from across the private plan. Trying to remain hyperfocus on the novel resting on your lap, you chose to simply ignore Mr. Bucky Barnes. 

And you would have continued the whole trip, but turbulence hit the small aircraft and you jumped. Within seconds, a warm arm was around your shoulder and Bucky was asking if you were okay.

Looking up from the book, you noticed his dark eyes lighten and you smiled. “So all it took was some turbulence for you to finally speak to me?”

The man groaned but a smile pulled from the corner of his mouth. “Well, maybe don’t fall asleep on the couch again and I won’t be grumpy.”

You laughed and pushed him away. “I was watching Saving Private Ryan and fell asleep half way through! I asked if you wanted to watch...”

“I lived it, I’m good,” he joked.

Eyes widening at his dark humor, you asked if he could ever see it in his heart to forgive you. He leaned back into the seat and crossed his arms, clicking his tongue only once before you smacked him. Bucky laughed and quickly pulled you into his side, kissing you firmly on the forehead.

“No more sleeping on the couch, got it?”

You held out a pinky and he did the same, the metal cool against your skin. “Promise.”

[bluuscreen]

shows up to good game 7 years late with *remembers i’ve never been to a starbucks* um . some instant coffee i made at home i guess

[therealraewest]

I know I'm a lesbian because I was genuinely disappointed to see Wolverine shirtless

[mamawasatesttube]

prompt 24: "you owe me a kiss" ?

There's someone leaning on the table next to Kon.

Approaching from the bar, Tim can't see his face, but the too-casual-to-be-casual pose, the posturing, the flirty gestures... The way he's leaning down over Kon as Kon sits, saving the table for Tim to get back...

Tim's eyes narrow. Kon's a snack at any given time, to be sure (and especially tonight, in that tight-fitting top and tiny little skirt), but seriously? Hitting on him when Tim is right here?

"—flattered, but I'm here with someone," Kon says, smiling politely. "Have a nice night, though!"

"Aw, come on," the dude cajoles. Tim mentally rebrands him as That Fucking Guy. His disdain mounts. "Oldest line in the book, babe! I don't see anyone here with you. You sure you don't wanna—"

Maybe it's rude, but whatever. Tim intentionally shoves past That Fucking Guy a bit roughly. Frankly, he should count himself grateful Tim doesn't "accidentally" dump a beer all over him.

"Oops!" he says with venomously false cheer. "Didn't see you there. Here, angel, I got you your raspberry mojito."

He sets the glass down in front of Kon, slips his arm around his shoulders, and shamelessly leans down to kiss him. Overkill? Maybe, but it's viciously satisfying to shut That Fucking Guy down so dramatically. Serves him right for not taking the first no as an answer.

Besides, Kon is all Tim's. Hmph. Who does that guy even think he is?

When he draws back, Kon grins at him, eyes dancing. That Fucking Guy is staring awkwardly at them both.

"Told you I'm here with someone," Kon says, and tugs Tim down into his lap. He's about to say something polite to dismiss the guy, but Tim cuts in.

"He's mine," Tim informs him, staring daggers. He offers a smile that's all teeth. "Also, next time someone says 'no', you should maybe consider backing off. Just food for thought!"

"Jesus, okay, I get it, sorry," That Fucking Guy mutters, thoroughly ashamed. Tim watches with vindictive satisfaction as he turns tail and flees back towards the bar.

Kon hooks his chin over his shoulder, grinning. His cheeks are pink. "Ooh," he giggles. "I'm yours, Mister Drake? Am I all yours and only yours?"

Tim swivels to pin him with what he hopes is an unimpressed stare. He has a feeling he's off by several orders of magnitude. (Can't blame him when Kon's sitting here giggling so cutely while dressed like that, okay? Cute and hot at the same time is a deadly combination.)

"Yes," Tim says. "You are."

Kon's flush darkens, his cheeks visibly rosy even in the dimness. "...Yeah." He grins, buries his face in Tim's neck, and then giggles again. His nose bumps Tim's collarbone. "I love when you go full bitch mode at people," he teases; Tim can feel the curve of his smiling mouth against his neck. "Don't tell me you're jealous. You know you're my one and only."

"I know," Tim assures him. Something warm settles deep into his chest. He rubs his thumb over the fuzzy shaved hair at the base of Kon's head, and Kon hums. "It's not jealousy. I just think everyone else should know, too."

Kon laughs outright. Then he lifts his head, his eyes dancing as he meets Tim's gaze. His lipstick is slightly smudged, the glitter on his cheeks glimmering in the low light. "You owe me a kiss."

Tim raises an eyebrow. "I just gave you one." A pause. "Not that I'm opposed to more. But why do I owe you?"

"You left me to sit here all alone, guarding our table." Kon brushes his nose against Tim's. "You owe me for the trouble and heartache. You left me all alone on date night..."

"What, valiantly rescuing you from That Fucking Guy wasn't enough?" Tim asks. His hand curves along Kon's jaw.

Kon snorts. "You named him that in your head, didn't you?"

Tim wisely says nothing.

"He said his name was Bradley," Kon informs him.

"Angel," Tim says, cradling Kon's cheek in his palm. Kon leans into his touch, eyes closing in bliss. "I don't give a singular shit."

Kon lets out another peal of gorgeous laughter. "Yeah," he says, as Tim leans in. "I know."

[story-courty]

My girl @galentir dropped this in my DMs this morning and I can't NOT share it! Midnights at Mona's Luke has NEVER looked this good! Thanks, love, for making this birthday so much sweeter! Love it!!!

[brainworms-all-night-long]

Something something Nine should've taken Shadow hostage in the third season

[agoldengalaxy]

dan almost breaks his neck