okay so this is funny and all but i did have this expirience and it was terrible and really fucking funny i had a dream/nightmare where my crush was dating someone else and i woke up really concerned that i was homophobic and terrible. oh sweet summer child
Clark, visibly distressed: Diana, I think I’m homophobic.
Diana, who can tell Clark likes Bruce: I think you’ll have to give me some context for this… conclusion you’ve gotten to, Clark.
Clark: At the party last night, seeing Bruce kiss some… guy… even if was just to get information… I felt sick to my stomach, Diana!
Diana, tired of how long it’s taking her friends to confess to each other: Clark… try having a talk with Bruce about what you’re feeling.
Clark: I can’t! Not when I’m still like this. I just got him to agree to bringing his family over to the farm a few days ago, and we were planning to go this weekend. I don’t want him to get mad at me :(
Diana:
other characters this applies to:
bruce wayne
actually basically anyone from cod
raymond holt from b99
my english teacher
alfred
paul hollywood
i hate my brain for randomly choosing characters that are my family now. simon riley from cod?? thats my dad. that would be fine if all of my friends didnt think he was hot. it feels wrong. thats my dad. stfu please and thank you let me exist
this shit is why i thought this was cannon
Star Trippin' , Baby
me at 2am vs me at 2pm
to me demons are like cats just doing whatever they want causing problems on purpose, while angels are like hares theyre painfully aware of their place in this world theyve seen the end
hm
grandpa pussy attack
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The president has claimed that his "wartime" deportations — which he has wrongly and illegally invoked — are not subject to judicial review.
every time my life gets worse my immediate reaction is always something adjacent to "at least i'll have a good backstory" as if i am a fictional character and not just a dude
im a marvin everything hater to be fair. the tie didnt particularly offend me but i immediately dislike it because he likes it you know what i mean
is this a safe space to say i'm not a marvin tie hater?
i had to submit a study guide for my history final. i made two versions, one to submit and one to actually study. the one to study was mostly bill & ted's quotes and hamilton. i submitted the wrong one to google and had to shamefully apologize for calling napoleon a dick. i still have not lived that down with my friends tbh
IM GOING TO STAB MYSELF IN THE FOOT I JUST SENT MY ENGLISH TEACHER MY ESSAY ON HAMLET AND IT WAS STILL NAMED “the fresh prince of denmark yo holla”
i spent most of my early life around mechanics and car people because those were all my dad's friends. if you dont know, the term for whenever a car is all black (interior, detailing, exterior) is "murdered out". the time that i spent NOT around mechanics and car people was at my grandma's, who is obsessed with crime shows and did not think of how not good it was to watch those in the presence of young children. i, five years old, had a black horse plushie. i connected the dots of something all black being "murdered out" and the voice that the guy on the tv made when talking about murder and would introduce my black horse plushie as "MURDERRRR" with the deepest and gravelliest voice i could manage as a toddler. this is why my kingergarten teacher told my parents to take me to a priest
(edit because i forgot how old kids are in the second grade and that is very not right??)
Me, introducing stuffed animals : this is Arnold he is in jail for first degree murder
the fact that, in the text post, bruce is the one slipping through dick's fingers kills me. bruce wont be young forever because hes not immortal or invincible, but dick's so not used to thinking like that. ouchie
*plays slipping through my fingers by ABBA*
This was made for this tumblr post I made a while ago.
he/him, artist, writer, heavily hyperfixated on dc (specifically the robins rn), traumatized and has the attention span and general inflection of a small insect thats been stepped on. enjoy
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