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The sun at home warms better than the sun elsewhere.

ig credit: puerilismus.

woah!

“We hope this email finds you well” babe, the only emails I hope find me well are the ones from Archive of Our Own

if a character means enough to me i will truly never stop thinking about them. i just retire them into a little back room in my brain and periodically bring them out to stare at them under a little light

Times the Robin’s visited the Watchtower during a meeting and how it ends-

Dick: sitting on Bruce’s shoulders as he gave a presentation, slouched down on his head like a sack of flour. The League is trying very very hard to look at the presentation and not the presenter but Diana snaps a shameless picture of them (that bruce promptly has her send him and prints it out and frames it)

Jason: sits next to Wonder Woman with stars in his eyes the whole time, and Diana being the she is is constantly chatting with him, to the point where Batman has to call them out and tell them to please shut up- but he cant stop the smile at Jason's awed face, and it ends with Batman and Robin leaving, Robin holding Batmans hand and almost jumping up and down in excitement as he retells everything they talked about and did and all of it, and Batman is smiling softly down at him

Tim: spends most of his time working on something else nearby, papers spread across his section of the table, most in different languages they find when Barry tries to peek at them, a computer propped up on his knee. Ends with Batman crouching next to him and saying something quietly, before scooping the boy into his arms and holding him with one while he quickly cleans the table and sticks everything into the bag he came with and slinging it over one shoulder. Robin is passed out by that point and Batman presses a kiss to the side of his head, nods to the league, and continues lecturing as though nothing has changed. 

Stephanie: arrives unannounced and without any preparation on Batmans part because no one was aware he had a new female robin. Batman doesn't even bat an eye at her though and she twirls over to him to press a kiss against his cheek before shes sitting in his chair, making a few funny quips and adding insightful comments the whole time he speaks. Ends with bruce returning to his chair as Clark begins explaining something hes noticed, but most of the league is watching Robin and Batman to see what'll happen- bruce ends up just lifting her(with a quiet squeal of delight from steph) and sitting down, plopping her back into his lap when hes situated. She remains quiet during everyone else's speeches, occasionally murmuring something to batman that makes his lips twitch and her grin in triumph as she leans her head against his chest. 

Damian: arrives with a sword that Batman swiftly takes from him and sheathes across his own back- which not only was a feature the league was unaware his suit had, and looks cool as hell. Robin sits on the armrest of Batmans chair for most of the meeting, but when Bruce returns to his seat he tugs his son into his lap as well, and since hes smaller than steph, forces the little boy to curl up on his lap a little- because its late and damian doesn't really care about paying attention he just didn't want to go to bed without his dad home- so bruce holds him and the boy tuckers out quickly, curled into his dads arms.  

Part 2

As an aroace I engage with romance and sex from a fantasy-level type of distance in the way that whenever I remember that people in real life actually want to touch each other's genitals I get the same wave of "hold the fuck up" that I would get if someone reminded me dragons exist.

i walk a fine line between “i’m asexual and i hate how much the world revolves around sex” and “sex is way too stigmatized and people should be able to be more open about it if they want to”

op’s tags deserve to be seen

Prompt:

Brucie Wayne gets into a mild accident in public (read-got hit by a car). And Batman would just walk it off (“it’s barely a bruise”), but Brucie obviously… can’t.

So he has to suffer the ordeal of having civilians call paramedics, getting fussed over, and having-

Having his dead son get into the back of the ambulance with him.

Oh- oh no. He must have hit his head worse than he thought. He thought he was past this…

Sanji: What's your type?

Zoro: I like tall blonds.

Ussop: I never thought he would actually answer.

Luffy: I thought he loved his swords.

Nami: Are you stupid?

Sanji: That's it? Tall blondes?

Zoro: Well, I also love them good at fighting. Caring, good at cooking, with sexy legs and ready to argue with me. I also think it's hot when they smoke.

Sanji: This sounds like me.

Ussop: It definitly sounds like Sanji.

Luffy: Wow you're right.

Nami: He just described Sanji.

Sanji, with heart-shaped eyes: You find me all these qualities, Nami-swan??

Nami: No, go back to the point.

Sanji: Of course.

Sanji, turning back to Zoro: Too bad I'm not a woman, huh?

Zoro: I am not into women.

Sanji:

Ussop:

Luffy:

Nami:

Sanji: You what?

Au fucking revoir Mister Prince

Send help I watched The Wild Robot’s movie adaptation and projected too hard

i am so not normal about sailor song and idek why im not gay it just scratches an itch in my brain

GIGI PEREZ IS OPENING FOR GIRL IN RED BUT I DONT HAVE ANYONE TO GO WITH 😭😭

Goddd 3x01 was such a good episode because we finally get to see, as close as we can, the House before the infarction. He's still silly and childish, doing tricks on his skateboard, faking out Cameron and bolting, and throwing grapes at the janitor. Still annoying Wilson and Cuddy. Still a bit of an asshole to his fellows. Still a genius.

He still says most of what he did before, but the way Hugh delivers it is softer, more genial, more joking without that harsh undercurrent of cynicism that's usually there. A patient's wife thanks him. Multiple times.

He still dresses vaguely the same, still has the sneakers, but he doesnt wear t-shirts and jeans with a blazer thrown over last minute for a thin veneer of professionalism steeped in exhaustion. He wears full suits (or khakis/chinos) with button ups. They're still not ironed, they're still sluttily unbuttoned to wink at the idea of being a professional. All totally within character.

But the very last scene brings it home for the audience that no, this isn't the same House as before the infarction, that addiction isn't something easily brushed off when you're not in pain, even when it's been months since you used. The reminder that House's addiction is not just because of his chronic pain - that it's not that simple. The fact they linked the high he gets from solving cases (and Cuddy and Wilson denying him that high with the Addisons patient) to the high he gets from Vicodin (and House forging the Vicodin prescription on Wilson's rx pad, believing he was wrong about that man, setting off the whole Tritter arc) is such a masterclass in storytelling.

This whole episode was so richly layered in subtlety; from Hugh's performance, to the costuming choices, to the nods of House's addiction through the lens of his relationships esp before the last scene, it was always showing and rarely telling and trusting the audience to be intelligent which is something really lacking in modern TV lately.

"Don't worry, Mr. Swordsman. It's probably just the sea playing tricks on you." All-seeing Robin.

bro im never gonna be able to read fics with minnie in them ever the same. Like what do you MEAN maggie smith is dead? The women who played the best teacher in all of history and fandom? WHAT DO YOU MEAN????