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In my brain Elliot has major one sided beef with Shane but this whole time Shane has just thought he was matching his energy and now Shane thinks they are besties and Elliot wants him dead.

(so mad i can’t see straight) Yeah i just don’t think chat gpt is a good classroom tool

alfred is martha's gay little british friend whom she gossips with and he's thomas' old drinking buddy who's been with him through thick and thin. but also their boyfriend.

Reading Pennywaynes as canon is SO funny because there’s no way to plot it out other than Martha dragging Alfred home, presenting him (in full, mild British fluster) to Thomas, and letting her darling husband know that she’d found a butler for them to fuck together.

He’s an excellent cook, he’s killed an indeterminate amount of people somewhere overseas, and she thinks he’d be lovely to have around for the baby.

evil pennywaynes au (i think it’s the right one 😅) where for some reason Martha and Thomas come back to life/get summoned as ghosts for a bit, and see that their son and grandkids see their employee-with-benefits as family. And that’s how Bruce finds out they never really loved Alfred. And he’s so upset with his parents, and Alfred is living through the rejection all over again, and the kids are pissed at the Waynes and trying to shield Alfred, and Martha and Thomas and so disappointed and upset because he replaced them.

And Alfred didn’t replace them, he loved the so much despite everything, and tried his best to preserve their memory, by planting Martha’s favorite flowers every year, and using Thomas’s favorite dinner set on special occasions, and telling stories about them. But they don’t see that, they just see that he is loved in a way they never got to be by people they should have known but never will.

And then Martha and Thomas disappear into the afterlife again, and the living are left to pick up the broken pieces.

I think Bruce was a chip off the ol block

I have a little headcanon living in my brain but i cannot write so i will leave it to you people…

Basically at some point one of the batkids find a photo album in some old storage elsewhere in the manor.

They obviously decide to open it, family bonding all that jazz.

But the pictures are clearly pre-Bruce, Thomas and Martha on dates, pictures in the manor gardens, Polaroids and photo booth strips of themselves stuck in.

All very cutesy.

And then Alfred is there, polaroids of him in the kitchen, dancing with Martha, gardening with Thomas, frowning at the camera as he sits in the library.

But then slowly the photos are getting more intimate, Thomas and Alfred with their cheeks pressed together grinning at the camera with lipstick stains on their faces, Martha laying against Thomas’ chest in the bedroom, Thomas’ head in Alfreds lap.

They cant stop turning the pages, more and more throuple-y adorable photos, finally one with Thomas and Martha on either side of Alfreds cheeks, in marker underneath ‘our Alfie’.

Obviously its chaos, blah, blah, blah i think theres a fic in there somewhere

Mike needs a firm hand to ground him and Harvey needs someone to care for, devote himself to— keeping him tethered to the earth.

“We all could’ve had a loving father if only your unselfish ass hadn’t gone and DIED” <- All of the Batkids at Jason atleast once

I desperately need more Marvey ‘is this fucking play about us’ kinda fics. I need more misconduct meetings, I need more office gossip, I need more paranoid secret relationship fics! I need, need, need.

My favourite part of rewatching the bear with my mum was trying to explain how much i fancy this man while she looked at me like i was growing another head :)

Ebon Moss-Bachrach as Richie Jerimovich in THE BEAR

"none of these words are in the bible" you're not even reading the secret part of the bible. with all my posts in it

Stardew Valley Text-Posts

Please reblog haha you’re so sexy

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having Batman as your dad is so cool (training, adventure, being treated like an equal) but people also forget that Batman is Bruce without the cowl, and Bruce is the kind of asshole who’ll watch you faceplant after a missed flip and go “hn….suboptimal.”

Erasermic are so one husband (aizawa) has to have every inch of skin covered, a stuffie, a blanket, a hot water bottle, if your skin touches mine i will kms, the window open and other husband (hizashi) naked, furnace, no blanket, no pillow, wants to cuddle, crowding his husband to almost falling off the bed and then complains about not having enough room despite having 95% of the room coded.

New pictures of Sebastian

📸 @L’officielusa

I love when Harvey gives Mike a task, like fuck yeah enrichment time.

Dick Grayson is a DIVA!

I love when platonic love and romantic love is so blurred that it doesn’t even matter anymore. All that matters is the devotion that’s there, the unwavering devotion

How it feels getting obsessed with something new and then realizing you're going to spend anywhere from a week to the rest of your life thinking about it

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

"save me, substance abuse!" i cry. before you can moralize to me about the dangers of addiction, a noble and powerful steed gallops into the room - my horse whom i have named "substance abuse". you learn an important lesson about making assumptions. i snort a line off its back

has this been done already

I just think there’s something beautiful about the farmer leaving behind a soulless job at the Joja Company to go to a farm and then saving Shane from a soulless job at a Joja store, where he felt like everything in his life was going to shit, and the two fall in love because they realize that their life has never been so full of life until now because they’re doing what they love and they’re doing it together. I think…. Shane’s the best romance option.

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

Jane Austen really said ‘I respect the “I can fix him” movement but that’s just not me. He’ll fix himself if knows what’s good for him’ and that’s why her works are still calling the shots today.