#that was a trip and a half
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every day of my life i think about the official peter pan sequel where hook is made of wool, tootles is trans, the fairies are trapped in a colour based reenactment of the first world war, peter wears red now, michael is dead, and the twins’ names are marmaduke and binky
#peter pan#peter pan in scarlet#‘let’s play war!’ ‘don’t let’s. michael wouldn’t like it’ is burned into my brain actually#we haven’t even got into the maze of witches#that was a trip and a half#truly i feel like the only person on the planet who remembers this book#but we had the book AND the audiobook it was real!!#the only thing that might make me believe in the mandela effect lmao
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That tonal shift between Books of Magic mini and Mr. E Mini
#Bob browses books#That was a trip and a half#Books of Magic#Timothy Hunter#Dcposting#Can't say I'm a fan of the retcon of E's dad#Vertigo writers really do be writing rape into everything
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headcanon that percy and annabeth have a relationship contract they made after they got together once the war came to pass. they outlined it on paper in percy's bedroom. typed up a final draft using sally's laptop. and printed out and laminated it at the local library on their two month anniversary. and they abide by it like it's the law.
#“if one or both parties adopt an animal of any kind both parties in said relationship are characterized as it's legal parental guardian”#“if percy mentions the sphinx incident from the labyrinth to an outside party of which were not on the quest” ->#“annabeth can post photos of a guinea pig around camp half-blood and notify its residents of the events on circe's island”#“the two parties shall meet twice a month to remain up-to-date on whether each parties needs are being met within the relationship”#“if one party fails to acknlwledge the monthly anniversaries of said relationship” ->#“the other party can threaten divorce regardless of applicability”#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo text post#pjo#pjo headcanon#percy jackson#annabeth chase#percabeth#percabeth headcanon#percabeth fluff#percabeth cute#percabeth being amazing#percabeth being the cutest to ever not exist#percabeth funny#percabeth for the win#annabeth definitely threatened to divorce percy on their one-month anniversary during their trip to paris#i dont make the rules#(yes i do)
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"who would travel 2 hours* just to go to a forest that's dumb"
ME BITCH!! MERLIN FOREST!!!!
#*it actually took 3 and a half hours because of traffic#nearly broke my ankle on the steps several times but it was WORTH IT#(colin morgan how the fuck did you run through there in those little boots without constantly tripping over and breaking something???)#bbc merlin#merlin#puzzlewood
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im not entirely sure if im enjoying the autotune but uid pay money to see what face i made when he started singing lmao
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Alfred's Boy Part 3
Bruce rarely had a full night's rest. In fact, he thinks that it's been a full two years since he last had more than eight hours of consistent slumber. Unlike Tim, who just forgo the recommended sleeping amount, Bruce found time to take naps throughout the day because, as much as he hates to admit it, he's not as young as he used to be.
This is why Bruce is rather displeased to be awoken when he finds himself with a chance to have a full night's rest. It felt like he barely closed his eyes at the tender time of nine o clock pm- with no cases waiting for him, his children agreeing to take his patrols, and the wonderful tea that Danny had poured him to help with backpain-he thought nothing would ruin it.
He forgot he had children for a moment.
At three in the morning, he woke to Tim, half in his Red Robin uniform, crouching like a cat about to leap, his unmasked face staring a few inches away from Bruce's nose. It took everything in Bruce to not react on instinct and take a swing at his son.
He only just bites back the scream by sheer willpower. His son doesn't seem to notice his heart trying to leap out of his chest as the boy leans back, sitting on the pillow Bruce likes to use to build a protective wall against the other side of the floor.
Tim's voice was raspy with sleep and maybe even hints of madness. "Oh good, you're awake. I have an emergency."
"Wha?" Bruce asks, half unsure if he is hallucinating. "What's wrong."
"Danny found his photo album."
"Danny has a photo album?"
"Yes. I made it. I took all the pictures."
"Okay? Why is that bad, chum? Was it supposed to be a surprise present for him?"
Tim tilts his head, his somewhat unfocused eyes staring at Bruce, and for one moment, he wonders if Tim got a concussion out in the field. He disregards the idea a moment later. Alfred would have notified him, and if not, Danny wouldn't allow Tim to wander alone.
Bruce could still remember Duke's wide eye awe as Danny followed him around when he got hit a little too hard a few weeks ago. The butler in training had even slept in his room- on the floor on an air mattress- and Duke had looked mortified and smug for as long as it took to get over his injury.
Alfred had to make it very clear no one was allowed to deliberately get a concussion to his other love-struck children.
Tim's nose wrinkles as a slight blush appears on his high cheeks. "No. He didn't know I was taking pictures of him. That's why it's bad he found the album. "
Bruce closes his eyes. He loves his son, he really does, but he can't handle this right now. He takes a few blissful seconds to pretend he never became a single dad of nine before he pushes his eyelids apart to give one of his middle children a firm scolding. "Tim, chum, the light of my life, that's a crime."
"It's not! I didn't follow him around outside the manor." Tim argues.
Bruce reaches a hand up to rub the space between his eyes. "Tim, you can't just take pictures of people without asking them."
"Why not? I've done it before. To you, Dick, Jason, Steph, Alfred, Damian, Harper, Cullen, Duke, and Cass, but she usually catches me and poses so it doesn't get her in her authentic state of being like I usually want to get but-" Tim says, counting the people on his figures before he seems to realize that he was sidetracked and shakes his head. He gives Bruce a pitiful pout. "He doesn't even mind. He said they were lovely and artistic!"
Of course, Danny wouldn't even blink at a creepy photo album of himself hidden in one of his employer's rooms. That boy didn't care that he found the Batcave while dusting, so taking everything in stride was a default.
"Tim, it's still not okay. You have to ask him from now on if you can take pictures." He holds up a hand when Tim opens his mouth to no doubt argue. "You can ask him if you can take pictures of him throughout the day to capture his authentic side without it being a crime. Now explain what the emergency really is."
Tim's teeth snapped close with a snap. "That was the emergency. He found it, and now I have to leave the country. Go underground for a few months. Maybe fake my death."
"You literally don't have to do any of that. Danny said it was okay right? He isn't one to sugarcoat things. He wouldn't claim it was fine if he didn't feel that way."
"No, Bruce, you don't understand. He already thinks I can't swim. Now he finds a book of him covered in hearts? Tim Drake needs to die." Tim says, dragging his hands down his face, and Bruce flips the covers back.
Gesturing to them, he deadpans. "Tim Drake needs to sleep."
"But my fake death needs to be planned-"
"Cullen and Harper get back tomorrow. Do you want to stress Danny more by adding your fake death to this?" Bruce watches the moment his argument wins because it's as if all fight leaves Tim's body, and his son slumps to the side. His head falls on a pillow, and he's already fast asleep.
He had been running on fumes again, it seemed.
Sighing, Bruce man hands his son into a more comfortable position, unclips his cape, and tucks the blankets around his son's shoulders. He settles back into his side of his bed- Ever since Dick came to live with him, Bruce had, over the years, claimed the right side of the bed so the left would always be open for any of his children suffering from nightmares.
He closes his eyes; Tim's peaceful face snuggling into Bruce's softest pillow reminded him why he became a single father of nine. His heart swells with love as he gives back into sleep's warm arms.
A few seconds later, his door is kicked open by Harper. She puts all her lungs into her greeting. "What's up, Old man! Who's the new kid!?"
Bruce glances at his clock and realizes it's now eight in the morning. Harper and Cullen had arrived hours earlier than planned- probably because Harper had refused to sleep and completed the drive home. He looks at Tim and finds his son curled into a ball, still dead to the world.
"That's Danny," He says in a hushed voice, gesturing to her adoptive brother. When Harper sees Tim, she visibly quiets, ensuring her heavy metal boots don't stomp on the ground as she walks over to him. "He's Alfred's foster son. He was removed from his last home because his parents were dangerous to his safety. Alfred will house him as a favor for his old contact. The contact code name is Clockwork. Danny talks about him a lot so you may hear that name for a while."
"Whoa. " She says, sobering up. Bruce can see memories of her birth father playing behind her eyes as she frowns. "That's shitty. Poor guy, no wonder he seemed sad to the bone."
"You met him?"
"Yeah, he jumped Cullen and me in the main hallway."
Bruce's mind buffers for a second. "What?"
"I know! The dude has skill, but it makes sense if he is Alfred's. He thought we were breaking in and took us out before I realized we were in danger. Once he got a good look at our faces, though, he practically threw up apologizing." She pauses. "Is he straight?"
No. Bruce thinks feeling cold, not another one.
"I believe he's bi. Why?"
Harper shrugs, smiling. "I think Cullen may have a crush on him. I was iffy about it since I thought he was another of your kids. You technically aren't our dad since I'm still Cullen's guardian, but you let us live here for free, so you like a dad? Glad it's not an issue."
Bruce wants to cry. What was it with Danny and seducing his children (in the eyes of the law or not, Cullen is Bruce's boy)? "There may be an issue. See, Danny has a few admires right now and he's- "
"That sounds like your issue, not a Cullen issue," Harper says, narrowing her eyes. Bruce winces when he notices her arms crossing over her chest as when firmly plants her feet a few inches apart. She only stands like that when she's protective of Cullen, which means she finds his comment offensive.
"I'm not saying Cullen doesn't have a chance." Bruce corrects realizing where the issue was. Harper's arms loosen slightly. "I just meant that right now, Danny isn't in the right mental state to be dating."
Harper's arms drop. "Yeah, I wasn't interested in dating after I became emancipated, either. Had a lot going on. I'll talk to Cullen about it. Make sure he gives Danny space."
Finally, one of his kids is on his side! "Thank you, Harper."
She waves a hand dismissively. "Don't mention it. Hey, how did Clockwork and Alfred meet anyway?"
Bruce shrugs. "I never asked."
"Why?"
"It's Alfred. " He says like that is an explanation enough, and it is. Harper accepts it as such, nodding along. She tilts her head back and mentions wanting to shower, then take a long nap. She leaves the room as silent as a shadow, but not before telling him Danny and Cullen are making pancakes for everyone.
Bruce doesn't want to get up, but he must be the period romance villain and rip his son away from the staff. He slips out of bed with great effort and prepares for the day. A quick bathroom break, and a change into a casual suit, lead to Bruce walking down to the kitchen.
There he spots Danny smiling gently at Cullen, who is in an excited rant about his latest reality tv show. Around them is a spread of breakfast foods- Danny always cooks the food of various cultural backgrounds. He apparently learned from Clockwork and found it important everyone had at least one piece of home per meal.
It's heartwarming domestic. Bruce needs to ruin it.
"How did Alfred and Clockwork meet?" Cullen asks, stopping Bruce from dramatically bursting into the room. It's mostly because he has been wondering the same thing for weeks, and Danny seems to know.
"Alfred got haunted when he picked up Clockwork's pocket watch in an antique store," Danny responds.
That answer didn't explain anything. In fact, it just created more questions. Bruce wants to wait a little more, see if Danny adds more information, but he watches as the bulter in training places strawberries on heart-shaped pancakes and then drizzles chocolate. He puts the plate in front of Cullen, and the other teenager swoons.
Yeah, Bruce needs to stop that.
"Good morning, boys." He calls, watching the two turn to him. They each give him a greeting, but Danny is noticeably more polite. Danny moves away from Cullen to serve Bruce. He adds blood pudding alongside his Batarang-shaped pancakes as Cullen sulks about losing Danny's attention. Bruce takes a bit of those first, closing his eyes in bliss.
Blood pudding, just like Alfred used to make.
Speaking of Alfred, his loyal butler arrives then. Seems like Bruce wasn't the only one catching up on a night of undisruptive sleep. His oldest friend gives both boys a once over, Danny pouring tea and milk and Cullen staring at him lovingly- and raises a brow, leaning down to whisper in Bruce's ear.
"I say, it seems Danny has collected another one."
"Please don't."
"Denial will not make it less true. It's how I wound up haunted."
"Alfred, what does that mean?"
#dc x dp crossover#dcxdpdabbles#Alfred's boy#Part 3#cullen row#Harper Row#They were away on a trip#Danny likes to cook#Clockwork taught him#The lore of Alfred and Clockwork is a hot topic in Wayne Manor#Danny breaking hearts again#Tim was half crazy from sleep deprivation.
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how am i meant to ha wahoo yippee through life in these conditions
#vu talks shit#in this past week i have#gone to urgent care without insurance#paid about half my bills#been reminded that i still owe someone another near 200 for a trip i leave for in TWO DAYS#AND i paid for a rental space for something that i am ADMITTEDLY VERY HAPPY ABOUT BUT STILL SO BROKE NOW#and i have done ZERO grocery shopping#and im not sure i have the money to do grocery shopping right now#but im scared to look at my bank account after shelling out nearly 1k on everything else#AND i have to take my cat back to the vet soon cause she's starting to have asthma attacks again#i need to put everything new in my shop and put shit up for pre order cause i got charms im working on#but mAn i just#cannot afford the distractions rn#vent#AAAAAAAAAAUGH#i didnt wanna put that but i am stressing in the tags now
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REBECCA FERGUSON + LETTERBOXD (template / insp)
#rebecca ferguson#rfergusonedit#filmedit#filmgifs#letterboxd#chaoticroad#usertreena#tuservaleria#usertj#userpegs#underbetelgeuse#userbuckleys#maya edits#this was going to have star ratings and then i felt mean because... well yeah#also i have seen everything here except the second half of doctor sleep (due to cowardice) and a one way trip to antibes#(due to the film being impossible to find but i found the trailer and i needed one more movie to fill the last space so)#(also this is very much not complete but there is nowhere to get clips of a lot of her swedish work so :///)
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the fact that Duke is the daytime vigilante implies regular situations in which everyone else is nocturnal except for him
Duke: hi tim!
Tim, blinking one eye at a time and slamming a coffee cup on the counter: what are you doing at this ungodly hour
Duke: 10 pm is when us normal human beings go to bed actually :)
Dick, collapsed over the counter having barely slept coming back from his police job only to wake up for patrol: duke. please turn the lights off. it’s so bright please duke i’m blind
Duke: not only are the ceiling lamps off but I am actively absorbing literally all the light in the room. goodnight
#bruce trips and falls down 3 flights of stairs and brushes it off to drag himself to the coffee pot after waking up#steph shakily claws her way across the floor half covered in blanket#duke then gets 8 hours of sleep and sweet dreams!!!#bruce wayne#batman#dick grayson#nightwing#spoiler#signal#duke thomas#stephanie brown#tim drake#red robin
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a beautiful weekend
Olympic National Park, Washington
#film photography#35mm#analogue#photographers on tumblr#washington#mountains#half frame#Olympic National Park#pnw#pacific northwest#rainforest#pacific coast#old growth forest#old growth trees#mosscore#camping#hiking#road trip#summer vibes#pnw vibes#pnw aesthetic#pnwonderland#pnw photography#olympic peninsula#olympic national forest
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a citadel is one of the classic things you can launch a desperate final all-out attack against.
#Hi#id in alt text#bright colors#eyestrain#bright colors tw#eyestrain tw#ask to tag#guns#barney calhoun#half life 2#hl2#my art#half life#^_^!!!!#Aggie doodleeeeeee bwwwaaaahhh#Kisses him on the mouth and then turns and runs off full sprint and then trips and hits my head on a rock and dies
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Prompt 175
Talon -William Cobb, that was his name once, he remembers that much at least- stares down blankly at the small child who is clinging to its -his His HIS- pant leg, tiny claws digging into the cloth and gripping onto the armor. It he freezes, unsure as to how to react. With Hunts or Orders, the talon knew exactly what to do. Entertain. Kill. Simple.
Talons were supposed to kill witnesses, he- IT knows this, especially as one of the oldest talons that belonged to the Court. Yet the talon hesitates, something stopping it from doing so. The child looks up at it, something oh so familiar about the motion, with blue-green eyes before burying their face against its- his?- leg.
“'̵m̸ ̵c̴o̷l̵d̸…” the child-chick… spoke? Not-spoke. Something else, familiar-yet-not. But cold, he knew that. Cold was bad, it meant sleep, not rest but a deep frozen sleep that took time to awaken from. A dangerous thing. A thing not-talons didn’t wake up from.
The chick -Hadn’t he had a child once, all that time ago- whined, bringing its-his attention back to them. Talon could wait to return to the Court for a few hours more- the task it had been given was already complete-and keep the Cold away from the tiny chick. Just for a little bit.
#dcxdp#dpxdc#prompts#court of owls#talons#Talons are Halfas#Danny has his accident way younger & is like 9 or 10#Fun Fact William Cobb is Dick Grayson’s great-something grandfather#But he appears to be a similar age thanks to the whole frozen glass coffin things#Anyway with how many people have Danny as Dick’s clone/sibling I bet he’d remind Cobb of his own children#Danny accidentally floated intangibly in his sleep while on a trip and got lost#Thankfully he woke up & found this weird-but-safe-feeling dude half hidden by some gargoyles#Bad news: The bats might be searching for the one behind a murder that they’re quickly realizing might be Court BS#Iffy News: The Fentons are now out of Gotham without realizing Danny floated out of the GAV#Maybe Good News: William’s sick core has imprinted on Danny’s & vice versa#Dangerous News: There is now a broody talon out and about away from the Courts control
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summer diaries 002
#second half of summer thus far | hiking and nature and cats and road trips#and horses#photo diary#photo diaries#photo dump#photography#literature aesthetics#summer#animals#books#book#bookish#bookblr#bookworm#bookstagram#dark academia#booklover#books and libraries#england#road trip#study space#study hard#study motivation#college student#outfit#fit check#mountains#river#aesthetic#motivation
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Last life charoite take 2! Feeling a lot better with this design ^^
#gemcyt#i personally really like the twisted legs ^^#he’s tangled up 🤯 and neither half is letting go 🤯🤯🤯🤯#or one half is holding the other hostage 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯#anyway the arm stripes are the second best thing to come out of this#second only to the legs of course#was also considering the possibility of the leg metaphor being the inverse#like normal charo=intertwined / LL charo=frayed#makes more sense since they’d be tripping all over the place with four legs flopping around🤔#but idk i guess im ok with normal charo = loose / LL charo = tangled in knots#doodlegroves
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so many gems in the Doctor Who script library the BBC just released but today I'm here in 4x02, The Fires of Pompeii
#doctor who#donna noble#tenth doctor#the fires of pompeii#literally this is donna's second trip#the first time she met the doctor she saw what he was capable of#and this episode does that too but in a different way#somebody far more eloquent than i needs to elaborate on how this was on a small scale reminiscent#of what the doctor had to do to end the time war#(or at least at this point thought he did. not getting into the timey-wimey retcons rn)#and how he always seems to end up having to make these soulcrushing choices on his own bc that's what being the doctor means#but donna does something very different here and chooses to take half the weight of this impossible choice#and i am very 😭 about it#don't mind me just spiraling over a sixteen year old episode of doctor who on this fine thursday afternoon#as one does#wait.... it's tuesday. dammit.#my posts
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when he’s continuously 2 years old
#ethos lab#ethoslab#hermitcraft#etho <3#hc etho#hermitcraft etho#i’m so incredibly. normal about him#my passport is arriving at my dorm in march so i’m gonna make a trip up to canada#just praying for a random encounter idk i’m normal#half joking i respect his privacy#but also if i did meet him all im saying is if never be the same
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