#quick reblog

[sidecharactersdomatter]

The Batman!Superman walked so MAWS! Clark could run

Okay, so, I became a bit down bad for TB! Superman...

Like, I always found Superman pretty hot in other versions but, for some reason, it's seeing Clark on this rewatch of The Batman (2004) that got me going 😳

I mean, look at him:

He's fixing his glasses in a babygirl pose! I can't 😭❤️

[saym0-0]

my tumblr updated and now quick reblog is broken :((

[brennacedria]

Hahaha everyone else gets the shitty test while I have an awesome quick reblog (test?) on android

[netscapenavigator-official]

If iOS didn’t have that dog shit Haptic Touch feature and I could quick-reblog on mobile web, I’d be so done with this app.

[petrichorvoices]

AROMANTICISM. YOU AGREE. REBLOG

[captain-ultimat-doggo]

The quick reblog button gives me far too much power. I see something and go "Oh that's something people should see" and press button. Then my ADHD ass moves on and I forget immediately what I've posted. I've made probably ten actual posts here and yet every time I doomscroll I gain followers because of my spam reblogging I suppose. Why are any of you here I'm just speed-recycle-girl, the worst superhero.

[arachnidahan]

Dealing with the consequences of late night reblogging sprees. I can finally find old posts!!

[sidecharactersdomatter]

We stan a medieval boyscout

[gracelyns]

i just found out quick reblog what the fuck

[zeriah-binchiette]

Fun Tumblr Tip™

Something I already knew: If you're using Tumblr on desktop, you can hold E on your keyboard to quick-reblog a post to your main account.

Something I JUST learned: You can press R to just reblog it immediately. Holding R is.... Not great.

Apologies for the below posts. I will not fix it, this is MUCH funnier.

[delusionsofgrandeur13]

your boyfriend, jason todd, could break out of your pink fuzzy handcuffs whenever he wants to.

he's fought countless goons—

kicked guns out of their hands, strangled them, escaped without a scratch (besides red, chafed wrists)

—all while tied up

so to put it frankly, the cheap metal of your sex store purchased handcuffs would not hold up against the power of his arms pulling at them. that's why his arms are decidedly slackened as he looks up at you. a lazy, expectant smile plays on his lips. what's your plan here?

and to be honest, you don't really have one. you thought of the tying-him-up part.. but not much else. your brain gets a little fuzzy just looking at him.

you'd brought out the cuffs, and he'd been down enough to try, telling you that if he was tied back, you'd be given full control..

you'd been so eager that neither of you had even undressed.

how were you even supposed to actually do anything to him? jason's biceps bulged through his shirt sleeves, and the stretch you had him in resulted in his shirt riding up, exposing his stomach. a line of dark hair disappeared down into the waistband of his boxers, into the deep blue denim of his jeans.

thoughts of riding him flit around your brain, making your heartbeat grow louder in your ears. he's restrained. you could tease him, pull him dangerously close to the edge, so close that he's whining, begging you to finish, before stopping altogether just to listen to him pant. you could take a seat on his face, your boyfriend using nothing but his mouth to get you off. and he'd work hard at it too, never one to give low effort to a job like that.

his eyes are half-open, but you can still see how big his pupils are. the warmth in between your thighs grows, you're unable to ignore it as it unfurls into your belly. you can see your boyfriend notice the way you're shifting around, his canines practically glinting when his smile widens in response. your pulse quickens. restraining him almost feels like a mistake.

jason doesn't think he's ever been this hard in his life. he knows you. he can practically see you thinking, knows that whatever you plan to do has you squirming, and it's just making his cock strain painfully against the taut fabric of his jeans. he can tell you're trying to ignore how wet you are, and it's done nothing but send blood pumping into his cock faster.

but he's humoring you. he wouldn't say you had full control, and not give it to you.

you've driven yourself wild with all the possibilities and jason's driven himself wild with the present. the two of you aren't even touching, didn't need to be, with how hungry you are for each other.

you place your palms on your boyfriend's chest, determined in your actions as you straddle his hips. he barks out a strained laugh.

"it's about fuckin' time."

[sidecharactersdomatter]

That’s all I needed to hear today

[honestlywhyamibackhere]

Since discovering that you can do quick reblogs I've become an unstoppable force

[aphel1on]

laios has very quickly become dear to me not just because he's an autistic protagonist but because his autism is itself one of the reasons his party has an edge over others. though we see him struggle in social situations, his special interest makes him hypercompetent in the context of dungeon survival. i'm aware that's not a NEW observation on him but i was impressed that he even used his special interest to successfully solve a crisis that relied on noticing social cues- he was able to pick out the impostors bc he honed in on the small discrepancies in their attitudes toward monsters. if that isn't weaponizing your autism, i don't know what is

[sidecharactersdomatter]

Just like me fr

[clone-futon]

Idk if anyone has ever done it, but even if they have, I just wanna do it myself.