#like that man is an icon

[xxgusuxx]

genuinely it is so crazy that she got john waters…who is next, rupaul?? like that’s the hairspray guy!! and the female trouble guy!! i am. obsessed with his character already

[theblvcksupreme]

For the first time in 33 years, the big 3 categories at the GRAMMYs were won solely by Black artists (Album of the Year, Song of the Year & Record of the Year).

[sweetlullabyebye]

When she tells you your best mate gets jealous when you say you want to shag someone

vs when someone wants to shag your best mate

[tapeworrmart]

Inside 🌲🦉

[sorbriquette]

Holy shit Davrin doesn't believe in the fade

Is this like the Thedas equivalent of flat earth??

[bl4ckb1rd13]

I literally CANNOT with the BBC radio dramas anymore because what the hell was The Devil's Foot. like. do you really mean to tell me that Holmes and Watson sit on this cliff overlooking the sea and Watson's nagging at Holmes for being gloomy and tells him that the view is romantic, and out of nowhere, Holmes just recites this bit from Wagner's Tristan and Isolda: "so let us die, and never part; together, for the rest of time; no more waking, no more fearing; nameless, endless, loving, sharing; existing only in each other; rapt in love and death and darkness" like. what do you mean Sherlock Holmes casually recites poetry with Watson next to him in the most romantic place ever? and THEN, you would think that it'd be enough for the BBC and their queer coding of every single episode, but NO, they go even further and MAKE HOLMES SAY IT WHEN HE'S HALLUCINATING BECAUSE OF THE POISON. like. sir. what the fuck. he's losing his mind, literally dying next to Watson and we hear that whole poetry bit again. "so let us die, and never part" they are dying, HELLO???? "rapt in love and death and darkness" when indeed he and Watson are in that moment rapt in love and death and darkness. what the FUCK.

and do NOT make me started on the delivery of "I thought I knew my Watson" because it made me go absolutely feral. fucking hell. someone sedate me after this.

[siyaazu]

Kustard my beloveds

[bubbarnes]

from mila13la' instagram - december 09, 2024

[devotion-disorder]

our professor just decided to give like most of the class full marks for our midterms 😭😭😭😭⁉️‼️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️‼️ manifesting this energy for everyone🤞🤞🤞🤞 and im hoping he will be as generous in the finals LOL

[purble-turble]

Hey, you read @pittdpeaches new fic yet?? If no, why not???

Some in progress and sketches below cut

[thwestal]

i've got the STRONGEST FEELINGS about this man's eyes 😫😫😫

[itspileofgoodthings]

one of the things that continues to strike me on reread is how much the character of Darcy, and Austen through him, finds Mr. Bennet dead. And how much Elizabeth, in growing and changing and discarding her past blindness, has to move past her way of seeing her father and thus of seeing reality, because the two are connected! Darcy’s letter exposes her father’s flaws to Elizabeth in a way she’d never been able to see before. Most especially the way his laziness and neglect of his own gifts have hurt his family and that ultimately he doesn’t. care. Not enough to change. It literally says that she comes home from Hunsford and tries to laugh at her sisters’ and mother’s folly (the way she used to; the way her father has taught her to by example for her whole life) and she can’t anymore! It sticks in her throat. She is grieved by the failures that she sees in him, all the more so because she IS his favorite and she loves him! And the thing about Mr. Bennet is he never changes. The Lydia/wickham situation exposes to him sharply his own conduct and the consequences and he feels it! Because he is neither stupid nor unfeeling. But he, like everyone, has free will. And he chooses not to change when the opportunity presents itself. He even jokes about how quickly his feeling bad will pass and how soon everything will go back to normal, to his laziness and his selfishness. He is set in his ways and he serves as a contrast to Elizabeth’s personal journey because he embodies a version of a person she could have become and was in danger of becoming if her only goal at all times was to laugh at and judge people from the sidelines.

[casscainmainly]

This is an appreciation post for evil Gun Batman Tim Drake!

He looks so cool with the gun that killed Bruce's parents <333

He's in a toxic gay relationship with Lonnie Machin! This was before his younger self came out, so he paved the way :).

He's a TimKon shipper!!

He's in tune with his emotions, and cries freely in front of people. No toxic masculinity here!

He apologises and admits he should've listened to a woman. A feminist icon <333.

He thinks Jason is an absolute loser.

Last but not least, he can breakdance! Evil Gun Batman Tim Drake you will always have a place in my heart <3.

All panels from Detective Comics #965 - 968, "A Lonely Place of Living".

[beif0ngs]

walk walk fashion baby 🚶🏻‍♂️ 

[kyokutsu-sama]

I could spend my whole life admiring this man and telling him how handsome he is 🧡💛

His smile is everything to me 🥹🤏✨️

[wandixx]

Seriously chaotic fashion misadventures

I realized I posted a teaser and never really followed up on it, so here is some more of that

“Hey, Dami?”

Boy hadn’t looked up from the kittens he was bottle feeding but let out a hum indicating he listened.

“I'm thinking about trying out a more girlish style. Do you think it would suit me?”

Well, Damian had no idea but if Dani wished to give it a chance, then, well, the only proper reaction was to offer his aid.

*-*-*

“Father, I require access to your rouge gallery.”

Bruce almost choked on his breakfast when his youngest made this announcement.

Rouge gallery, as his children playfully called it, was vast collection of lipsticks, which he collected to uphold his Brucie persona. Famous playboy with head constantly in the clouds couldn’t not show up with discreet signs of scandal from time to time. And it couldn’t always be the same shade. Or scent when he choose more subtle approach and used one of his more feminine perfumes.

In all honesty, he enjoyed this.

But that’s not the point, point was that Damian wanted to use it and Bruce needed to know what disaster would fall upon him if he agreed.

“Mind telling me why, chum?”

Dick, who visited Manor for a weekend, barely stifled his laughter while Tim stared at his empty coffee mug like it personally betrayed him. Cass just wore her usual knowing and mischievous smile.

Damian shifted in his chair, hands clenching on butter knife. He was nervous and suddenly Bruce dreaded the answer he was about to hear.

“I don’t see how me sharing this information would change anything. It won’t be used to cause harm to anyone but it’s necessary in the extracurricular project I just started.”

“Dami, what project?” Dick asked, voice oozing with genuine curiosity and excitement. He was almost bouncing.

“I don’t want to disclose it.”

“Is this a hero or civilian type of deal?”

Damian didn’t look any of them in the eyes, both hands clenching on his seat as he kept shifting. Bruce narrowed his eyes. Was his youngest… flustered?

“Civilian”

“Alright, great” Dick swung back with single clap, almost tripping his chair over “I think B won’t have anything against you using his rouge gallery, will he?” Man knew his oldest son well enough to recognize his ‘don’t you dare to disagree’ tone. He was confused but there wasn’t any harm so he nodded with affirmative hum.

“Thank you, Father”

Boy practically inhaled rest of his food and rushed outside. Despite all his training and all his efforts, they clearly saw his excitement. Tim pinched himself and returned to staring at his mug.

“Cass, have you seen what I’ve seen or am I overreacting?” Dick asked, barely restraining his enthusiasm. Girl nodded eagerly, shoving more crumbs into her mouth. Young man cheered, throwing his hands up.

“What have I missed?” Tim mumbled, frowning a little.

“BABY BAT HAS A CRUSH!”

Cass nodded again with wide smile.

Oh.

Oh no.

Who were they? What did he know about them? Was Protocol 3r0s started? Did someone run a background check already? What could they do if they somehow hurt Damian? Was this person a risk to their identities? Oh gods, oh no.

He probably will have to do The Talk™.

He always dreaded having The Talk, with any of his kids. He felt The Talk with Damian would be even worse. Understandably so.

“Also sleep in at least three da-”

“Fuck off, dick.”

“Was this insult or-”

His children remained obvious to how much work it meant, cheering and sassing each other like they often did.

*-*-*

Damian did not know how it was possible but he lowered his guard enough to get caught.

"What are you doing?" Brown choked out after they stared at each other for a long moment.

"It does not concern you–"

"You're rummaging through my wardrobe, not many things concern me more and also, that's frickin creepy don't do it to anyone outside of the family"

She did have a point however he was not convinced it would be the correct approach if he shared his plan. Father's wards (even unofficial like Brown) tended to make assumptions and overreact based on these conjectures. Dani wasn't easy to scare off but he didn't want to check if his family would manage. They often did things thought to be impossible.

He tried to get away but the blonde stood fiercely in a door, leaving the window as the only way out. He wasn't this desperate. Yet.

Girl looked more and more angry at his silence. He had to give her some answers.

Now that he actually considered it, she could be a useful asset. She was far better versed in women's fashion and if he phrased it correctly, he wouldn't even need to bribe her. Question was, how should he phrase it?

"I have an acquaintance- I have a friend," he corrected himself "from the animal shelter I volunteer at. She mentioned wanting to try out more 'girlish style' and asked for my opinion. I wanted to see if you had any clothes that would fit her. She is smaller than me so I thought that whatever I take, it wouldn't be missed." 

Brown grinned with an unsettling gleam in her eyes. He suddenly regretted opening his mouth if not coming to this room in the first place. 

"Say no more, I have a plan Demon Child"