#public taste

[heartorbit]

bugs when you lift up a rock

[chiyana]

this is the stupidest crossover possible but I want Tim to make House his doctor

yes that House

why? He needs someone who is very good, will not give up or send Tim out to a different specialist just because his medical condition is difficult, will not be overly concerned about the danger Tim puts himself in, and will lie on Tim's medical records AND to Batman/Bruce Wayne/all of the Bats without hesitation or fear.

House is and will do all of those things without hesitation. He has no shame, no boundaries, he WILL get into a public fight with Bruce Wayne if it means keeping that man out of his patient's (and House's) business. He will help Tim lie to and gaslight the rest of his family without hesitation.

in exchange, Tim is his favorite patient. Not because they get along, necessarily, Tim is a know-it-all little shit and they constantly bicker and House hates how practically every facet of Tim's existence is a lie (and Tim thinks House is a smug know-it-all jackass who is needlessly cruel and callous bc he thinks the world owes him and never delivers just bc he's in pain, news flash a lot of people are in pain and manage not to be assholes) BUT, 1, Tim brings him really interesting cases and problems, and 2, Tim NEVER lies to House about his medical conditions or what he was doing when they happened.

He lies about literally almost everything else under the sun TO everyone else, but he is 100% completely upfront and honest about his medical history and what is going on with him with House.

admittedly it takes a while for House to realize Tim ISN'T lying to him because some of the shit he says is completely insane ("the vigilante thing is pretty obvious but what do you MEAN you got the Apocalypse virus TWICE, AND SURVIVED, AS A FOURTEEN-FIFTEEN YEAR OLD")

but once he realizes Tim doesn't ever lie to him, he becomes House's favorite patient because at least TIM gives him all of the data he needs as best he's able the moment he asks. At least House doesn't have to waste his time following up on bogus information or figuring out the truth, he can just get right into the meat of the medical issue at hand.

also it's so fun to lie directly to Batman's face, know the man knows, and know he can't do anything about it

[splatbastards]

Paul but he's exclusively wearing clothes from my own wardrobe

[pxme-granate]

speedrun drawings for my nevermoor playlists

[archiveofaffinities]

Jenny Holzer, Selections from Truisms, Spectacolor Board, 20' x 40', Installation, Public Art Fund Inc., Times Square, New York, New York, 1982

[necromeowncy]

♡♡♡

[silversiren1101]

Stripped bare of the armor of Hell, a figure unto Heaven

[Skeb comm from Perihn!!! Absolutely stunning 💖]

[teatitty]

To me Iruka and Kakashi are book nerd buddies. They read aloud to eachother with silly voices and exaggerated acting. They rate smut scenes using a scale nobody but them understands, you can see them regularly whispering in harsh fast tones in the back of a library as they pore over a book together, giggling and shushing the other like school kids

Iruka pretends he has no interest in romance novels but always ends up thoroughly invested by chapter three and Kakashi acts like Iruka's reading comp analyses and essays about plots and characters and themes are boring as fuck and "take all the fun away" but he memorises the key points regardless

Not to bring up nozaki-kun but they are absolutely the scene where Nozaki and Mikoshiba get emotionally invested in the side character and end up making a whole doujin up to give the guy a happy ending. KakaIru book dates are you listening to me they would fucking sob and weep over tragic endings. Their favourite character dies and they have to close the book and pace around the room/do breathing exercises to Process The Emotions

Kakashi can read raunchy porn with a straight face but gets jittery and flustered over a hand holding scene and Iruka teases him relentlessly about it. But that's fine because Kakashi teases Iruka about being able to read a torture scene but can't deal with second-hand embarrassment without trying to hide under a table to die

[b0amagination]

Tastes of Whumptober: Day 11

I had an absolute blast with this prompt and I've been looking forward to it for a while. I should've gone and bought some wine so I could write being IDed from experience though. Unrealistic writing 😮😮😮

Convenience Store

Each item was set neatly on the conveyor belt.

A roll of duct tape. Kleenex. Air freshener. Trash bags. Zipties. Rubbing alcohol. Superglue. A bottle of merlot. Disinfectant. Sponges. Latex gloves. A wrist brace. Ibuprofen. A hammer. And a bar of chocolate.

A bright beep sounded as the cashier scanned each one.

“Doing some home improvement?” They smiled, placing the superglue onto the other side of the conveyor where one of their customers, the shorter of the two, was busy bagging with their head down. The other stacked the empty shopping basket with the others and pulled out their wallet.

“Definitely an improvement project,” they nodded back with a knowing look. “The whole thing just needs to be demolished and rebuilt at this point.”

“Oh I hear you. A pipe burst in my basement just last month and my spouse had to stop me from tearing the whole thing down then and there.” The cashier scanned the wine and paused. “Your ID please, Mx.?”

They flashed it with a toothy grin. 

“I’m flattered!”

“Just doing my job. Thank you.” They typed something into the system and picked up the next item. A few items later, a snort broke their calm demeanor.

“Hm?”

“Oh my goodness, I’m sorry Mx! Just had a funny thought.” The cashier scanned the hammer. 

“Do share! Lord knows we could use the humor.” They elbowed their partner who smiled meekly and nodded along, balancing with a crutch under their arm. 

“Well, sometimes home improvement supplies look a lot like premeditated murder supplies,” they giggled, and the taller one broke out into raucous laughter. The shorter just shook their head. “Sorry, I meant no offense.”

Realizing they were being addressed, they fixed the sullen expression across their face.

“Ah, none taken! I’ve just had a tough day, what with this shithead and all.” A playful poke to their partner who just laughed again.

“You’re in for it when we get home!” They stuck out their tongue.

The other went back to catch the items they’d missed in that time, slipping the chocolate bar in their pocket. 

“Alright, cash or card?”

“Card please.”

“Your receipt?” 

“Sure, why not.”

“Perfect. Have a good one!” 

“You too!”

The taller one took most of the bags, but the other still managed to carry one. They were almost out the door when a voice shouted out.

“Oh! Excuse me, I think you forgot one of your items!” The cashier held up the hammer, and the couple turned around. Neither came forward to claim it, but with a nudge and a whisper, the shorter allowed the cashier to drop it into their bag. “Can’t do any demolition without that, can you?” 

“Absolutely not, I’m glad we didn’t forget it!” The other didn’t say a word, struggling to lift the bag now, and then the two were gone. 

.

“Interesting what you choose to forget, darling.” A hissing whisper in their ear, so different from the friendly persona they put on in public.

“I don’t… I don’t know what you’re implying,” they averted their eyes as the trunk of the car opened. Fuck. 

Their captor’s foot landed on their broken ankle and they had to suppress a scream.

“I let you have one good leg for today. Don’t let me regret it.” The bag was taken right out of their hand. “In.”

They crutched up to the passenger door but a clearing of the throat stopped them.

“Childlock doesn’t work on that seat.”

Somehow, climbing into the back was more humiliating after that comment. The door was slammed shut before they could do so themself, and they felt the car shake with how hard the trunk was slammed. A horrible indicator of what was to come.

“I behaved around the store,” they grumbled when the doors locked and the engine turned on. 

“And then you fuckin’ ruined it.” 

“Black and white thinking much…” 

A fist flew against the passenger headrest and they were suddenly grateful to be flinching in the backseat.

“I’m buying a car with blacked out windows. That way, next time, I can throttle you in the backseat.”

[rafesthroatbaby]

OH DADDY, MAKE A MESS 💦

[theswedishpajas]

The man truly can’t take a genuine compliment 🙄

[feything-n-frothing]

some quick sketches of feh Embla, the goddess of broken bonds and barriers and closure :) (and also a divine dragon with a bat motif!) because she is now on my mind.. 24/7..

[wellhalesbells]

Ummm was that a dinosaur I spotted in those Meg II gifs??? At first I thought it might have been a crocodile but after absolutely no scrutiny I was like: dinosaur.

I might need to actually watch this. Do I need to watch Meg I for it to make sense? Even if I don’t should I watch them both anyway? I’m not going to lie those gifs make it look incredible…

That is, in fact, a dinosaur because Meg 2 was like: well what's better than a seventy-foot shark? And the answer was watching a seventy-foot shark eat a Tyrannosaurus Rex. And they were right.

Yes, you 100% need to watch this and join me in my delusional fantasies - I have now watched this three times in three days, dialogue skeletoned a 5+1 fic and need to find time to watch it yet again so I can make sure my gestures and content are pitch perfect.

You do not need to watch Meg the first for this to make sense, it will just deepen your affection for the legacy characters, which is never a bad. Plus, there are a few callbacks (that make it more of a gay underwater romance) that I missed the first time I watched it (which obviously did not hinder my enjoyment) and on day two, I watched both back to back and caught them. (3.5. This is a movie about sharks eating dinosaurs, underwater research bases, giant carnivorous octopi, Fun Island, and two dads coparenting a teenager who can run circles around them - so just to note: it also does not need to make sense.)

That said, I absolutely recommend watching Meg the first. It was a hoot and it makes Meg the second more fun because once you start off that strong, you have to go wackier, right? Once you get to two, you're like: okay, I know why we are at this level of wacky and you have my stamp of approval.

It is, in fact, incredible. JOMING 5EVA (I gave them a ship name, I think I can do that when - at least last I looked, which admittedly was last week - I've got the only fic going [granted, it is unposted but nOT FOR LONG] and there are less than ten of us, haha.)

[richarlisonny]

rb to increase sample size pls! 💕

[isfjmel-phleg]

As I've addressed before, very little of Kon's original costume was anything he actually chose. Then around 2001 his look got redesigned to reflect changing trends; the in-universe reason was his having a crisis over his image and turning to a girl who is heavily steeped in what's currently in to give him a makeover. So he doesn't necessarily choose that look either.

And I could make some points about how he's a complicated blend of insistent individuality and acceptance of roles assigned to him by other people, but instead I'm going to point out the one time he did choose his costume--a very short-lived one from his time without powers after the Sins of Youth arc.

(Superboy 1994 #1, #83)

So these are both of Kon's costumes from pre-2003, and they're both highly trendy and quite flashy, which is the image that he's typically associated with (aside from the later version of the character, which I'm not addressing here). As someone who was created in a lab to be a celebrity, he's very appearance-conscious, and looking "cool" is a major part of his public persona. In whatever form that must take according to current standards.

But, as I noted above, very little of this is on his own terms. Cadmus designed the too-many-belts suit. The leather jacket was a gift of sorts. He goes through several fashionable costumes in #83 before the girl who's giving him the makeover approves. She even gives him a different haircut. He doesn't seem to have an active say in any of this. (And he loses the shades and whatever those things are on his ears almost immediately afterward.)

He does presumably have a say in his civilian wardrobe, which he doesn't use very often, and I've noted before that it's actually, surprisingly, quite low-key. He dresses like an average teenage boy of that time, with a marked preference for blue, red, and yellow. I know this isn't the direction fanon likes to take, and some have argued that these clothes are just another attempt to fit in and not really reflective of his actual preferences, but...I think the evidence suggests otherwise. He could have chosen to, say, go full punk while at school in Hawaii. It would have been in keeping with his public image. His costume's flashy, so why not make flashiness his signature look at all times?

But he doesn't do that. He chooses ordinary clothes. Even when he's with his YJ friends on the way to a concert--a suitable occasion for out-of-the-ordinary self-expression.

And when he loses his powers and has to hand over his original suit to a doctor for testing, he develops a new costume that better functions with the adjustments he's having to make, and it looks like this:

(Superboy 1994 #76)

He retains the sunglasses and earring, which were originally his choices. The leather jacket is gone, buried with Tana by his request. The new costume is bright and colorful but a fairly basic design--a shirt and pants, more similar structurally to his civilian clothing. Practicality is emphasized; he has only one belt now--a very functional utility belt (and extra pouches on his boots) for the gadgetry he is now having to rely on, and the short sleeves allow for easy wear of the wrist guard that contains his flight ring and controls his shield. He maintains all the Superman colors, but the more prominent use of black sets him apart from his Kryptonian colleagues. The look is less a 90s-ified version of Clark's and more distinctively Kon's own. It has a civilian-like style while still being clearly a superhero's uniform.

And this apparently is his preference when given the choice for a costume. It didn't last long--only several issues of his solo and YJ--since once his powers were back he reverted to the original look. But for a little while he got to be a relatively normal person of his own making. The flashy trendiness is a part that he plays out of obligation, but the evidence suggests that, unconventional haircut and accessories notwithstanding, he's relatively more down-to-earth in his personal tastes than he's given credit for, which says a lot about his character.