obsessed with the NDR pop-up telling me to move because i don't live in their broadcast area (ID + translations in alt)
We don’t appreciate the fact that Bruce Wayne is a Kardasian level celebrity enough. Everyone knows him. I want more one shots and crack fic moments where the League (Pre identity reveals) just openly talk about Bruce Wayne in front of Batman.
Just imagine them playing fuck, marry, kill with famous actors and such and throwing Bruce into the mix. And Batman just sits there, silently suffering as he listens to the reasons why Flash and Lantern would marry, fuck, or kill him. He prays they choose kill. They don’t.
Barry: Eat the rich!
Bruce: Oh thank Go-
Clark: Oh, I intend to 🥴🥵
It’s Batman’s turn. Bruce needs to decide whether to marry himself for the money or throw himself off the cliff.
Okay but can you imagine what kind of identity reveal situation that would be?
“I would fuck —-, I would marry —-, and then I would commit suicide.”
“Batman, that’s not how the game is played. You have to choose for Bruce Wayne.”
“I did.”
“…WHAT?!”
“I would kill Bruce Wayne just to get him out of this conversation.”
This works best if the reveal comes after literally everyone else has played, and half of the people have said “I’d marry Bruce Wayne for the money” and the other half have not only said that they’d fuck him, but been reasonably graphic as to how.
Flash: So, tall, dark, and scary, what’ll it be? Are you going to marry Bruce Wayne so he can fund all of your sick gadgets? Maybe you’ll be a gentle lover to him like Aquaman here, work him over like a hunk of meat like Supes? Or maybe Brucie is the one person in the world you break your code for. Come on, what’ve you got for us?
Batman: -pauses- Honestly, I don’t think there will ever be a better time for this. -pulls off his cowl-
Justice League: -horrified screeching-
pLEASE- 😭🤚
World Heritage Post
it's amazing how ordinary objects can become so significant to only the owner
when my aunt's best friend passed away, my younger brother was four years old. at his funeral, my brother went up to her and gave her a nickel. he told her very solemnly that it would make her feel better. she smiled for the first time in days, and tucked it in her wallet.
when my brother was 22, his best friend passed away unexpectedly. my aunt drove three hours to be there for him at the funeral. she went up to my brother, gave him a big hug, and then gave him a nickel. it was the same nickel; she had kept it in her wallet for 18 years, and now it's on a necklace that he never takes off.
what i'm trying to say is that the love you put into the world will always find its way back to you.
captain-price-officially
This is the best way to start my new year.
You should turn the sound on because this dude is delivering a piping hot version of "What's going on?" and it is wonderful.
Bookstore (Reading Women) - Willy Belinfante
Dutch, 1922-2014
Oil on canvas, 30 x 40 cm.
Carmen Amaya “the greatest Flamenco dancer ever" & first woman to master this intricate footwork originally reserved for males (1944)
I think some of the worst culprits of the "gen z is going to save the world" thing are not gen z themselves but older people eager to dump this burden on them. I remember in 2020 or so I saw people posting about "we're passing on the baton to you. Don't fuck this up like we did. Signed, the millennials" and I was like what the fuck are you talking about. You are thirty years old acting like it's too late for you to get your shit sorted and that all the world's problems should be solved by overwhelmed teens and early 20 somethings with no real life experience. What's up with that?
Will never forget how my old teachers used to tell us how we had to be the ones to save the planet from climate change because otherwise the entire world will be destroyed. We had about twenty years before our state was underwater, so we better get started fast.
I was, like, ten.
Um.
i don't think "flex" is a strong enough word for whatever the last three minutes of my life was
That was one of the most beautiful sequences I have ever seen.
in todays Not A Native English Speaker news i thought when people were unhappily moving from place to place it was called to “mop around” not to mope around. like implying that youre feeling like a wet mop being dragged across the floor
no that’s good I’m gonna start saying it
Setlist from My Chemical Romance's show on Nov. 17, 2007 in Belfast | posted by corpseinthisbed | the “new song” was tentatively titled “Stay” which later became known as “Somebody Out There Loves You”
This is not an American/non-American thing
This is a CLASS thing
When I (American) went to college (expensive private school on scholarships) (almost everyone there upper middle class or upper class) I and one of my friends (average) incited anger and rejection for asking to ‘tag along’ to the grocery store
They saw it as selfishly asking a favor and were shocked, just like the OOP’s friend, whereas we saw it as a normal and sensible thing to do.
leg refences
Reblogging this not only for artists but also for people who write werewolf (and other animal transformation) fiction. If a human turned into a wolf, their knee joints would not reverse– what some fic writers mistake for the knee is actually the ankle. A wolf’s hind feet are relatively long, and they are always walking in way roughly analogous to human “tip-toeing.”
Now obsessed with the idea of werewolves that are always tiptoeing in human form
autistic werewolfs
Wautistism
