bernard’s growing on me idc
I adore when they’re in the zone and they all just Look Like That
babe relax you look like a creepypasta rn
bong joon-ho was really like “parasite, on a literal level, is a movie about how a poor family slowly infiltrates the home of a wealthy family and takes over their residence. on a symbolic, allegorical level, it’s about how the wealthy are society’s parasites because they hoard wealth and resources, guard them selfishly, and leech from the working class. also water is a metaphor for how the consequences of climate change disproportionately affect the lives of the poor and disenfranchised and only manifests as a minor inconvenience for the rich. also the whole city is designed to physically mirror class stratification, with the wealthy family living on elevated ground while the poor family lives halfway underground.”
cowboy bebop: you Can’t control the past. To survive in world destroyed by capitalism the Common man must do what he can to survive and look towards the future.
samurai champloo: FUCK the japanese government LOVE drugs have GAY sex
shortly after death painting arc
happy birthday to my dearest @edmeom 🧡
and when nancy is hurriedly sending robin out her bedroom window in the morning before anyone notices she was there, and robin is halfway out the window when she leans back in for a quick kiss and lingers after, their lips almost touching, a wide smile taking over her face, and you can tell nancy is debating whether or not to kiss her again, to bring her back into the bedroom, before ultimately pushing her away (‘get outta here, buckley’ ‘anything for you, nancy’) and then when robin leaves nancy flops back down on her bed with the biggest grin on her face
what then??
Cass doesn’t look, she glares
Tim doesn’t smile, he grimaces.
Damian doesn’t speak, he growls.
Jason doesn’t raise his voice, he screams.
Duke doesn’t watch, he scrutinizes.
Dick doesn’t smooth talk, he manipulates.
Steph doesn’t laugh, she cackles. Manically.
Bruce’s children are a little damaged, a little odd. If not in big ways, then in the smallest of ways that so clearly sets them apart from everyone else. Their line of work demands it, their breeding encourages it.
It’s just how they were made. Once they’ve been touched by the shadows of Gotham, it never leaves their veins.
It’s in their blood now. It’s seen in their eyes, their smiles. The twitch of their face, the narrowing of their gaze.
Gotham’s embrace never lets you go.
me when jo march said ‘women have minds and souls as well as just hearts, and they’ve got ambition and talent as well as just beauty and i’m sick of people saying love is all a woman is fit for i’m so sick of it! but...i’m so lonely’