She/They Slytherin Current Obessions: Bungo Stray Dogs
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I didn’t have my glasses on and I thought that Angel was seducing Alastor by playing the djambay🪘
Angel wants to conquer Alastor, and food is the way to a man's heart. 🤭🤭
Knowing it works makes Alastor kinda angry
Shout out to @francutx for making me my own IMPSONA! I absolutely love it and looks identical to me! 11/10 frfr
She also does Commissions so be sure to check out her page!
Here’s another silly video ^^
was inspired by this reel on insta
"Hey so would you mind telling me about Puppet Hist-"
I just had a thought.
imagine being the Batgirl to Jason's Robin, and the two of you had grown up together, surviving in Crime Alley.
then, when Jason followed Batman to Switzerland, you followed, being partners in every sense of the word. wherever he went, you went, and vice versa.
imagine being in that warehouse - you bleeding out from a knife wound, your consciousness dimming, and Jason brutally injured by a crowbar, his breathing labored.
imagine his desperate words telling you to stay awake, to not leave him.
imagine his body trying to curl around yours as best he could, trying (and failing) to cover you from the impending explosion.
imagine you dying, 10 seconds before the bomb went off. 10 seconds that Jason spent alone in that warehouse before his own life ended. alone with your lifeless body.
I wonder what happens after you're both resurrected by the pit.
came back wrong trope but the character knows that they came back wrong. they’re so acutely aware of how different they are now from how they were before that it drives them fucking insane. they’re stuck trying to return to somebody that’s long dead. they can never be the person they once were. everybody around them knows it. deep down, they know it too, but they’re trapped in a cycle of their own making. of trying to revive someone that no longer exists.
Namor: *painting a giant wall of Shuri beating his ass* Our babies will be smart AND beautiful
Namora: Not to mention imaginary
Impurrius Rex - Cat Namor Fanart @icy.mini.art
Namor truly representing the POC experience by coming to the surface, telling everyone his name, and then–despite hearing how *he himself* said it–everyone mispronouncing it for the rest of the film.
Omg this is so effin' cuteeee!
Unique job and power combinations
A search and rescuer with the power of flight who can fly to reach stranded victims or get an aerial view of a scene.
A civillain who can regenerate limbs and certain organs like kidneys regularily donates them for transplants.
Reporter who can hear and eavesdrop through walls and great distances.
A Baker who never burns their goods because they can control heat.
A sewer worker who can purify water or control toxic fumes.
A builder with the power of telekenisis. Who needs a crane?
A vet who can talk to animals.
A doctor who can see broken bones with x-ray vision.
A welder who welds not with a torch but their own laser vision.
A detective with empath-like powers to feel others emotions, like guilt.
A spy who can mentally tap in to as well as scramble radio frequencies.
Someone who is renowned for cleaning up accidents like car crashes or explosions that involve toxic materials because of their immunity to it.
A villain who can't lie.
A DJ who can control sound waves, and dosent even require equipment.
A lifeguard who can breath under water.
A plumber who can control water can minimize water damage, stop leaking, easily detect where in a pipe a blockage is and more.
A pilot who can control wind can fly in almost any weather, prevent planes from crashing, and can do aerial maneuvers other pilots can only dream of.
A lawyer or news reporter who cannot lie. They struggle to get a job.
A miner or cave explorer/rescuer with echo location. They can easily traverse twisting caves, never getting lost, even without a light source.
An international spy who can shapeshift into different animals like a stray cat, a pidgeon or rat to eavesdrop.
A scientist with iron skin, who can't suffer chemical or heat burns should experiments go wrong.
A programmer who can run code through their own mind and manipulate it.
A first responder who can control electricity requires no defibrillator, and has a much higher sucsess rate then one anyway.
A gardener who can control plants can easily farm otherwise hard to farm plants like truffle.
A jeweler who can control metal that can easily fix broken jewelry, instantly detect fakes, and can alter ring sizes without machinery.
Hobbs and Shaw(s)
Another emotional verse:
Tú eres la tristeza de mis ojos
Que lloran en silencio por tu amor
Me miro en el espejo y veo en mi rostro
El tiempo que he sufrido por tu adiós
Obligo a que te olvide el pensamiento
Pues, siempre estoy pensando en el ayer
Prefiero estar dormido que despierto
De tanto que me duele que no estés
Rough ranslation:
You are the sadness in my eyes
That cry in silence for your love
I look at the mirror and I see in my face
The time that I have suffered since your goodbye
I force my mind to forget you
Since I’m always thinking of yesterday
I prefer to be asleep than awake
As it feels too painful that you are gone
Small hurt-no-comfort headcanon I just thought of.
Bruce once accidentally stumbled upon Jason listening to Amor Eterno on Catherine Todd’s birthday. Jason was embarrassed to have been caught listening to such an emotional song, but Bruce reassured him it was perfectly okay and spent the day talking with Jason about Catherine.
Once, after Jason died, Bruce abruptly cut patrol short after overhearing someone playing Amor Eterno in their house.
Even now that Jason’s back, Bruce can’t hear the song without wanting to tear up and hide away from people to grieve alone.
Background below the cut
Background: Amor Eterno is a song written by Juan Gabriel (an icon) who wrote this song in honor of his mother, who had passed away.
One popular version of the song is sung by Rocío Dúrcal (also iconic). She is said to have sung the song in honor of her son, who had also passed away.
VERY rough translation of the chorus (to maintain the ideas rather than literal translation)
How I wish
That you were still living
That your dear eyes had never closed
And I was still looking at them
Eternal (and unforgettable) love
Sooner or later I’ll be with you
So that we can continue loving each other
Yeah, I still tear up every time I hear it but that doesn’t stop me from listening to it
De Aged Deckard: You’re gonna go far, kid - Part 5
Summary: When the Shaw siblings try to break into an Eteon facility, they’re met with some unexpected consequences. Now, it’s up to Owen and Hattie to be the older siblings Deckard never had. Even if they have no idea what they’re doing
Keep reading
I've been having AU thoughts <3 I was thinking of a fic where Jakob gets de-aged (due to maybe Eteon shenanigans?) and he's a teenager when the team find him. De-aging is usually not a trope I'm into, but I feel like it could really put Dom and Jakob through some serious angst, since Dom would have to raise Jakob, and Dom would have to deal with the baby version of Jakob who he used to be so angry with. I could see Jakob calling Dom "dad" by accident when he first sees him, and Dom is just </3
I absolutely love De aged fics! I’ve written a few actually and I love adding Jakob to the mix! Especially when it gets so angst since he’s the same age when Dom kicked him out!
Walking through the halls of Eteon, Ramsey shivered as she peered into several rooms and saw several operating tables surrounded by machines she’s never even seen before. Ahead of her, Roman was leading them through the halls and hopefully towards the main server rooms Eteon had. They needed as much info on Eteon as they could get their hands on.
When Deckard and Luke had told them about Eteon, they had both been extremely tight lipped about the organization and insisted they handle them while the crew sat on the sidelines. Of course, none of them had taken that well and had followed the two to one of the bases.
So far, Ramsey just wanted to turn around and run. The place seemed abandoned, but there was so much evidence of what they were getting up to. She couldn’t believe that a secret army was forming without anyone knowing about it. And as they walked past several rooms that looked like cells, she shivered as images of what they were doing on those operating tables.
She was so lost in her thoughts, she almost didn’t notice a dark figure huddled in the corner of one of the cells. But, before they could keep going, she saw the figure hunch even more on itself.
“Roman!” Ramsey hissed and grabbed his arm. “Stop!”
“What?!” Roman snapped back and Ramsey could see just how uneasy he felt being there. She couldn’t blame him honestly.
“There’s someone here!” “Then leave them alone!” Roman blurted out. “They’ll get themselves out.”
Ramsey rolled her eyes. How was someone supposed to get themselves out of a prison cell?
Walking away, she approached the cell and peered inside. She couldn’t see much other than the figure curled up into a ball and pushed as far into the corner as possible.
“Hello?” She called out gently and saw the figure’s head snap up. “Are you alright? Do you need help?”
Watching, Ramsey waited for the person to respond and after a long moment, they spoke up.
In Spanish.
“Shit.” Ramsey cursed and looked over at Roman, who had walked up next to her. “Do you understand him?”
“Uh. Kinda? I only know a little bit from where I grew up.”
Ramsey listened as Roman called out very rough Spanish even she knew was only halfway correct. But, that seemed to be enough to encourage the person to uncurl and stand up. As he walked closer to him, Ramsey’s eyes widened.
A young teenager was standing in the middle of the cell, the lights barely casting on him as he shifted from one foot to another in nervousness. He was eyeing them with distrust and wariness.
“You sound like an idiot.” The boy mumbled in English.
“Hey! I haven’t spoken Spanish in years! I think I sounded good.” Roman snapped and pouted.
“Ignore him.” Ramsey smiled at the boy. “Do you need help? The people who were here have left.”
The boy frowned at her but after glancing around the cell, he finally nodded.
--
Getting the teenager, Jakob, out of the base was fairly easy. Other than his snarky remarks that he constantly threw at Roman. While they were funny, Ramsey didn’t enjoy having to soothe Roman’s hurt ego afterwards. But, she was still worried about why Jakob was even there. What had Eteon been doing to the teenager.
Sitting in the backseat with him, she kept a simple conversation going when she saw how nervous Jakob was becoming. He didn’t seem to recognize many of the things around them, mostly the cars and technology. Ramsey was becoming more and more concerned about what had happened to the boy.
Finally, Roman parked them up next to the rest of the crew at their rendezvous point. She could see the rest of the crew waiting for them and knew they would be willing to help Jakob. She sent him a smile before getting out.
“Come on, these are really nice people. They’re like family to me.”
Jakob only nodded and followed her.
“About time you guys showed up!” Tej called out to them.
“Yeah, well, we found a stray!” Roman shouted back. And with that, all eyes were on Ramsey and Jakob. Placing a hand on Jakob’s shoulder, she led him closer to the crew. She immediately noticed the look of horror on Dom and Letty’s face.
“Jakob?” Letty breathed out.
Everyone else was quiet as they looked between the teenager and Letty.
“How does she know my name?” Jakob whispered to Ramsey, who could only shake her head. She had no idea.
“This isn’t possible.” Letty continued and took a tentative step towards them. Ramsey could feel Jakob stiffen next to her. “How did this happen?”
“What are you talking about?” Ramsey spoke up.
“He shouldn’t be like this.” Letty whispered, coming even closer to them. When she finally stopped in front of Jakob, she looked up and down.
“Look, lady,” Jakob grunted. “I don’t know who you are and I’m as sure as hell not who you think I am.”
“Are you saying you really don’t remember me?” Letty smirked slightly. “The person who watched you every school night to make sure you actually did you homework? Or the one who taught you how to make tortillas?”
Ramsey frowned. What was Letty talking about?
“No… that can’t be.” Glancing over, Ramsey saw that Jakob had gone pale. What was going on? “You- you can’t be her.”
“I am.” Letty smiled sadly.
“No, Letty was only a few years older than me.”
What?!
Ramsey could see equal confusion on everyone else’s faces. How did he know Letty? And a few years older than him?
“That’s her.”
Ramsey stared up at Dom, who finally spoke up, even if his voice was gruff and a storm was slowly forming over his face. She had only seen that look in his eyes a handful of times. What was going on?! “What- dad?”
Letty gasped, while Dom’s face dropped and he looked close to fainting.
“Wait, Dom, do you have another kid we didn’t know about?” Roman spoke up.
“No!” Dom shouted harshly. “That’s my brother!”
Brother? Ramsey looked over at Jakob and blinked.
The kid was a perfect match for the other Toretto. Even if he was a few decades younger.
But how did he end up here?
~~~
I hope you enjoyed friend!
I got a haircut!!!
So many beautiful colours, identities, and sexualities!🌈🌈🏳️🌈🏳️🌈
Hex Codes for LGBTQ+ Flags
for all my artists, content creators, and anyone else out there who use specific color palettes for references/designs, here are the hex codes for each of the lgbtq flags for your queer creative purposes. i hope you find these useful. enjoy!
This sounds like so much fun to play!
Today at after-camp daycare, we played Life and Death and God.
Basically, it’s the Game of Life but with some alterations created by the six 8-10 year old boys that were there. I was designated writer of The List Of Stuff, aka the list in which anything we currently “possessed” (ie houses, children, pets, spouses, Gifts From God) was listed under our name so we could keep track.
God was played by the one boy who didn’t want to actually play. When I asked him how God was going to fit into the game, he said that God worked in mysterious ways so he could randomly give people News From God whenever he felt like it. We settled that if someone spun a three, they’d receive a miracle, and if they spun a seven, they’d get bad news, and at the end of every round (ie when everyone had had a turn) he could make a new rule for the world.
“Dude, you should’ve prayed more,” God told one boy as he spun a seven. “Your dog got possessed by a demon and ate your baby. You need to get an exorcism. That costs $50,000 and a life card.”
“Aww man,” the unfortunate demon dog owner said. “Not Shark Tooth Junior. She’s my only daughter.” Flips through his money “What if I don’t want to spend money to get an exorcism?”
God shrugged. “Then I guess you can keep a demon dog,” he said, “but it requires a human sacrifice every turn or it’ll eat you.”
The demon dog owner sighed and paid the money, and I crossed off both Shark Tooth Junior and Chicken Strip the dog off his List Of Stuff.
“Congratulations!” God said on another turn. “You’re pregnant!”
“But I’m a man.”
“That’s why it’s a miracle,” God pointed out. “It’s the next Jesus! Also you have to name him Jesus The Second cause I’m God and I say so.”
I was blessed with the ability to turn water into wine at one point, and started a winery as a side business. Both were added to my List Of Stuff.
At one point, not long after he’d had his first child, one of the boys’ mom came to pick him up.
“Come on,” she said. “We have to go.”
“Give me a minute, Mom,” he called back. “I’m dead. We have to read my will.”
Thus proceeded the reading in which I read through his List Of Stuff one by one and he declared who each item/ability/person/animal went to and I then transferred each thing to other Lists Of Stuff.
“Your wife,” I read. “Elizabeth.”
“I’m leaving her to,” he trailed off, tapping his chin as he considered his options. “You, Kee.”
“You can’t give Kee your wife!” another boy protested, one who had already received three of the dead boy’s children. “That’d make her gay!”
“Kee can be gay if she wants to be,” the dead boy pointed out.
“Yeah,” the boy agreed, “but she’s already got a husband.”
“She can have a husband and a wife,” God declared. “It’s called being bisexual. It’s allowed. Plus I’m God, so that makes it double allowed.”
And that was how I ended up receiving everyone’s wives in their wills, and ended up married to my original husband, Lizard, and my four wives, Elizabeth, Lizzy, Eliza, and Shark Tooth (there was a theme that God had declared we had to follow in naming our spouses, a declaration which came after one of the boys had already married Shark Tooth). I had no children of my own, but had eventually received dozens in wills, as I ultimately ended up as the last person left in after-camp.
And yeah. Life and Death and God was definitely a fun time, and I feel like we’ll be playing it again in after-camp tomorrow. It felt a little like dnd, tbh, with God being the dungeon master, and I would definitely recommend it to anyone wanting to spice up their Game of Life. You could probably add in a drinking game aspect if you’re not playing with small children, or make like God Cards or something for people to pull from if no one wants to be God.
“ alza la bandera ! ”
in the heights ( 2021 ) dir. jon chu
Originally posted on my instagram; @ peachpoppyart ! Please don’t repost my artwork without permission + credit ! Drawing made for the Talenthouse creative brief !!
“they tried to kill each other” yes and? do you have a problem with true love
they're saving my life
The Post Plus Protest is coming! Updated Edition
WHAT ARE WE DOING?
Fill out the survey on the original Post Plus post (be polite, don’t spam, but GET YOUR POINT ACROSS that we don’t want this). Since we mean business, it’s time to hit them where it hurts; Ad Revenue.
We’re proposing a 24 hour log off as the main event of phase one.
WHEN IS THE PROTEST?
The protest starts by logging off on August 6th, 2021 at 12am Eastern Time (US). Here’s a quick chart to help figure out when you log out. AUGUST 6th, 2021 12 am Eastern Time (US) 4 am UTC 5 am BST/London 6 am Central Europe Time 7 am Moscow Standard Time 9:30 am Indian Standard Time 12 Noon Hong Kong Time/Australian Western Time 1 pm Japan Standard Time 1:30 pm Australian Central Time 2 pm Australian Eastern Time
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WHAT IF I CAN’T/WHAT ELSE CAN I DO?
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WHY IS POST PLUS/POST+ SO BAD?
Tumblr’s primary focus is on FAN content (whether any of us want to admit it or not). Putting these kinds of contents behind patreon like paywalls is a terrible idea and the legality is NOT in the user or their subscribers favor. You can absolutely get in legal trouble for what tumblr is proposing with this new feature. There’s also the worry about the site’s (poor) security and access to Post Plus users bank information. Do you really want a site that lacks a functioning search function and whose userbase routinely get hacked to have your credit card information? No, you really don’t.
WILL THIS WORK?
Maybe, maybe not. It’s an attempt at doing something to combat tumblr’s impending self-inflicted demise.
ANYTHING ELSE?
There’s a time zone checker linked in a previous post if you need it and I’ll try to fix any mistakes to times as I find them. Keep an eye out for future posts closer to the protest date and the eventual phase two! Thank you ALL for your support so far.
I just had to make this post. Sorry Not sorry for all the broken hearts around here.
Bruce and Dick:
Bruce and Jason:
Bruce and Tim:
Bruce and Damian:
Bruce and Cassandra:
(Really sorry if this has been done already)
you saw canon and said “it’s good…could be gayer” and ran with it. (i mean this in a nice way obviously)
Fast and Furious is about cars, booties, and hot people with booties driving cars
There is NO reason they can't all be gay
alternatives to "ladies and gentlemen"
cads and wastrels
fellow scoundrels
ladies, gentlemen, and interesting miscellanea
beloved friends & tolerated acquaintances
entities of interest
paying audience members & assorted freeloaders
the fbi's most and least wanted
discerning guests & those of you with fuck all else to do on a tuesday evening
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alternatives to "ladies and gentlemen"
cads and wastrels
fellow scoundrels
ladies, gentlemen, and interesting miscellanea
beloved friends & tolerated acquaintances
entities of interest
paying audience members & assorted freeloaders
the fbi's most and least wanted
discerning guests & those of you with fuck all else to do on a tuesday evening
esteemed gutter filth
Hello Omni! May I request Owen trying to apologize to Mia through his actions, but Mia doesn't get the message until Owen verbally asks for forgiveness.
Awww!! I don't think we'll ever get it, but I really hope we get to see Mia and Owen interacting with each! Is Owen at all remorseful for his actions?
~~~
Mia glared harder and harder as she watched Owen Shaw
When Dom had told her Deckard would be coming, she had been excited to see the man again. He gave her all sorts of tips about cooking and knife throwing. He had even gotten her an impress set the last time she saw him
What she wasn't expecting was for Deckard to bring his brother and sister
Hattie was nice, if awkward around kids. It was actually funny to see a hardened MI6 agent almost fleeing from a four year old trying to give her a spit covered candy. However, Mia had been pissed when she had seen the other Shaw brother
She would never forget the kidnapping or how Gisele lost her life against Shaw. Quietly, she had taken Deckard aside and asked him to keep his brother away from her. Luckily, Deckard understood completely and followed her request
But. That didn't stop Owen from trying to approach her
Or her kids
Mia had been busy talking with Tej that she hadn't noticed Jack getting overwhelmed and having a meltdown. She was normally good at catching the signs of when he needed a break from the commotion, but she had been distracted
What she hadn't expected was Owen to hurry over and help calm Jack down. He had gently talked to him and helped cover his ears to block out the noises. Stunned, Mia could only stare as Jack's breathing started to slow and the tears stopped
A moment later, she was rushing over to them
"Get away from him!" She hissed lowly and tried to keep her posture loose so not to scare Jack
"Just trying to help the little tyke." Shaw said smoothly, raising his hands up in surrender. "I've had the same issues."
Mia narrowed her eyes at him
"Come on, honey, let's get inside." She rubbed Jack's back and led him inside to help him calm down
She pointedly ignored the way Owen was looking at them with empathy
---
Frowning, Mia bit her lip as she tried to sharpen one of the knives Deckard had given her
It was on the rare occasion she helped the crew on a mission and she wanted her blades as sharp as she could make them. She was good with a gun, but they needed to be stealthy during this mission
However, the only knives she's ever sharpened were kitchen ones and not large hunting knives. She wasn't used to using a whetstone to sharpen them
So focused on the task, she hadn't heard footsteps walking up to her
"If you keep going like that, you're going to damage it." A soft voice told her
Mia nearly jumped from her seat at the unexpected voice and gripped the knife tightly as she glared up at the man almost looming over her
Owen simply stared at her, not bothered by her harsh gaze
"Here. Let me show you."
"And how do I know you're any good?" Mia sneered
"Cause I've been doing it since I was a babe." Owen shrugged
Keeping her eyes narrowed at him, she finally handed the equipment over. She hadn't been expecting Owen to sit closely next to her and show her how to do it properly
"You need to angle it right..."
Mia would never say it, but she appreciated the lesson Owen gave her
---
It had been a few weeks after that incident and Mia could feel herself slowly relaxing around Owen
She had finally admitted that he seemed good with her kids and allowed him to help coach Jack with his ADHD. It was nice to see her little boy rushing up to the man and not be judged for rambling about whatever had taken his fancy that month. Owen would always listen with rapt attention and encouraged Jack's interests
It also helped that everyone else in the crew had accepted Owen's dry wit, love of cars, and intelligence. Mia could feel herself softening around the man
But she couldn't understand why he always seemed to be offering her help
She was frankly getting sick of the man getting under foot, asking if he could carry anything, do something, or clean. However, when he offered to help in the kitchen, she had found out how bad of an idea that was
Because now she was looking down at three completely burned pies
"How could this happen...?" She mumbled, poking at one with a fork. It was almost all pure ash
"Sorry." Owen cleared his throat and looked away from the pies. "Deck always said I was shite at cooking."
"All I did was tell you to put them in the oven." Mia frowned and narrowed her eyes. "You didn't do this in purpose did you?"
"No!" Owen glared at her. "I was only trying to help."
"Why?" Mia snapped, done with all the things Owen had been trying to help with. "Do you think I'm incompetent? That I can't do things for myself?"
"No, not at all." Owen said quickly
"Then why do you keep doing all these things? I don't need your help!"
"I know!" Owen shook his head. "I just wanted to show you how sorry I was for, well, the past."
Mia blinked and could only stare at Owen
He met her eyes but she could see his hands fidget slightly at his sides
"So, all this was... an apology?" She asked tentatively
"Yeah." Owen sighed. "I didn't want to harm you back then, and wasn't planning on it. I just wanted your brother out of the way."
"And that makes things ok?" She hissed
"No." Owen shrugged. "You don't have to forgive me. I only wanted to show you that I'm sorry."
"By destroying the pies?" Mia drawled, unimpressed
"Ok, that wasn't supposed to happen." Owen mumbled, a slight tinge of pink on his cheeks
Mia could only stare at Owen, looking him up and down. Finally, she sighed
"I still haven't forgiven you, but I'm not as angry about it." She admitted. "But, if you ever try to hurt me or my family, I'll cut your balls off and force feed them to you."
Owen nodded thoughtfully before a small smirk played on his lips
"You'll have to learn how to sharpen your knives by yourself then."
Mai could help the small laugh that left her
~~~
I hope you enjoyed friend!