#he's not homophobic btw

[gh0stz404]

"our grandpa made a respectful gay joke? i didn't know he knew how to do that!" -me when my grandpa makes a respectful gay joke

and the joke, for those of you who might be curious: "Someone told me my jacket looked gay, and so i told them "it just came out of the closet!""

[morganbritton132]

Eddie, live-streaming from the kitchen: It’s like what my mama always said, you-

Steve: Your mom is dead.

Eddie: …I did speak to her before she died, Steve. A couple times in fact. Like when she told me-

Steve: You never talk about your mom. Sometimes I forget that you didn’t always live with Wayne.

Eddie: You met my dad once. You tried to hit him.

Steve: He deserved it!

[hauntingsunshine14]

yeah seth is an asshole and easily hate-able in aftg but also like, i LOVE fics where he is alive and kicking - even if they're canon compliant and he just like, got a career-ending injury and is now lurking around the fox's practices providing much needed comic relief.

(neil comes back from the nest : "didnt realise you were lucky the fucking leprechaun")

like for neil, andrew is his person, and matt is his best friend, but seth is a partner in creating uneccessary chaos

[liauditore]

i think you could run a study on the oc-fication of trafficblr artist's etho designs over time

[mugentakeda]

category 5 jetko moment

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I know what you are.

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[latenightsundayblues]

I got bored lol

[captain-mj]

Bro you cannot just drop prep/jock soap and goth ghost and dip. We need you to give us your brain worms so we can analyze it like a science project

When you have time of course

I will put my worms in a petri dish for you

Soap was an artist! He liked sketching and painting and the act of making art. But he didn't like art essays. The explaining over and over again each detail. Breaking down everything until it felt like a bunch of paint strokes instead of art.

But part of an art degree is a ton of art essays. So Soap went to the museum to write what he needed. He preferred museums to finding art online. A big part of art for him was texture. His preference would've been to touch the art, to feel the paint underneath his fingers. But the assignment specified art from the Baroque period and therefore they had to be older and no museum was going to allow his grubby hands to touch the art.

Soap glanced down one of halls to see if there was anything interesting there when he faltered.

Oh lord.

The man was big. His shoulders. His height. The thighs he had that looked like tree trunks. It was all covered in tight black fabric and silver chains. A work of bloody art himself.

Soap had to hold himself back from wolf whistling.

Once he was done objectifying admiring the man's body, he looked higher up. There was a mask covering the bottom of his face, the only thing visible being his eyes which had heavy eyeliner on them. He could still see the locs of bleached blond hair that surrounded him like a halo.

Soap wanted to paint him.

"You gonna stare all day?" Someone snarked at him and he jumped, glancing at a slightly smaller blond man. He looked at him like he was gross and for a brief moment, he worried he might be about to be hate crimed. The man looked a lot the other one actually now that he was looking closer. Dressed the same way too.

"Aye, what's your fucking problem with it?"

The man's face scrunched. "Ew." He walked away, leaving Soap rather confused but now a bit determined to talk to mystery man.

Pretending to be looking through the paintings, he got closer to him.

Dark brown eyes quickly glanced over at him before glancing back at the paintings.

"Hey. My name is Soap."

"Ghost."

Ooh, he's from Manchester and sticks with his aesthetic. Nice. He'd prefer a not British person, but as far as British people go, he could do worse than Manchester. He glanced at the painting Simon had been admiring.

The Raising of Lazarus by Rembrandt.

"It's a lovely painting." Soap put on his normal charm, acting suave and polite.

"Aye." Ghost gruffed and went quiet again, staring in simple contemplation. His arms were crossed, making already large arms flex.

Soap started to take notes for his assignment. Although he was definitely hoping to score well in more than one ways, he did need to take notes for his assignment.

Ghost glanced over at what he was writing quizzically and Soap answered the unasked question. "I'm doing a project."

"Fun." He huffed and looked back at the painting.

Soap looked down at his chest and licked his hips. "Yeah, it's a good one." He kept writing stuff. "You a college student?"

"Yeah."

"What do you study?"

"Forensics. I'm assuming you're art?"

"Chemistry with a minor in art!" Right as Soap went to mention how funny it was that they didn't share any classes, Ghost interrupted him.

"Wait. Johnny? Johnny MacTavish? We share several classes."

Soap brightened. "Do you dress like this all the time?" There was zero chance he did or Soap would already know his name, address and dick size.

"We have morning classes together. I don't dress up for morning classes." Ghost said decisively. He stretched and shook his head.

How did he manage to not notice the shoulders though at least? The man was huge. He was also several inches taller than Soap and therefore the majority of the class. Maybe if he sat in the back and left later than everyone?

Soap nodded. "Understandable. You look nice."

"Nice huh?" Ghost smiled at him. He could tell cause his eyes scrunched slightly.

"Yeah. Nice." Soap said softly, his chest doing something weird.

They stared at the painting a while before Ghost pulled away to start exploring the rest of the exhibit.

Soap finished up the notes he needed to write his paper and then started to walk with him. He tried to find his opening during all of this.

Ghost stopped at a very specific painting.

ARTEMESIA GENTILESCHI, JUDITH SLAYING HOLOFERNES, C. 1612–1613

The art was... stunning. The red, faded from time and wear, was still beautiful against the white of the blankets.

The women held him down and there was a movement to it that Soap wanted in his own work. His fingers trembled with the want to touch it. To feel the texture of the paint under his fingers. Ridges and bumps and smooth layers of the different strokes.

Ghost hummed. "I don't really get art. It's pretty but some people look at it and it... gives them something. An epiphany."

Soap hummed. "I find touching it helps."

Ghost looked at him, raking his eyes over him. "I see. Do you want to head out then?"

Soap frowned. "Why?"

"You're a piece of art and I'm looking for an epiphany."

[bug-juices]

Laurent hes not into you leave him alone.

[verpineshatterrifle]

like yeah i made art about it but i've got more to say

i do understand why at first glance people assume kal would be homophobic, he's an old white guy, he's in the demographic you would expect to be a rabidly anti-queer republican and he's military to boot

but i suspect the people who headcanon him as homophobic need to read the books again and actually pay attention this time because:

-kal is viciously anti-government and takes a very 'eat the rich' attitude

-mandalorian culture in general doesnt give a shit and considers a person's relationships to be very very private to the point where getting legally married requires no witnesses, just a mutual agreement between the couple

-extremely pro-adoption so hes not gonna pull the 'but i wanted grandkids' shit

-has huge personal emotional history with being disowned, the instant he found out many (usually wealthier, politically red-pilled) parents disown their children for who they're attracted to he would be livid

-mereel is like DEFINITELY bi and heavily sexually active and never once does kal even comment on it

-so long as his kids are safe and happy, that's all he really wants

[leathr-blr]

pnf art dump ft. Baby Bap

[craske]

Wait "in the case of the two doomed lovebirds" sniff sniff

Is that

PureShadow?

OH NO ANON IM SORRY im not a shipper so i overall dont do ships. i meant pure vanilla and white lily

its more of an one sided thing on pure vanillas part because hes down bad. at least thats what i like to think because i find one sided crushes in media funny

tho i think. shadow milk cookie trying to rizz up vanilla to gain some sort of control only to fail would be pretty funny ngl

[megaaceofspades]

for pride month they should kill tim drake. in this essay i summarize the damages the tim drake centricity of current batman and comic runs has done to the canon of DC-

[blurrilines]

Every once in a while I am reminded that Stephanie Brown wasn’t given the dignity of being allowed to break up with Tim and was instead dumped for “no reason” by Tim’s own admission after having proclaimed his love to her the last time they were seen in panel together and the writer who committed this atrocity gave the excuse of “they broke up every two issues lol”. And I am filled with rage.

[notacluedo]

Teenage war criminal #2 Pyrrhus

[birdiedoesdc]

a real conversation i had with my younger sibling, only marginally edited to fit tim and damian