me, complaining about the catholic church: cool, sexy, fun me when a protestant complains about the catholic church: feral, violent, rabid
hear me out: in a universe where neither bruce nor clark have revealed their identities to anyone outside their families, superman’s romantic relationship with bruce wayne becomes public. and thats a problem, because (as all of the justice league knows), batman is madly in love with superman. cue bruce getting grumpier and grumpier as the league tries to break bruce and kal up, clark ineffectually attempting to distract all their friends from the fact that bruce is actually batman, and lois sitting back with a glass of wine, laughing.
the cw needs a tv show thats entirely comprised of tyler hoechlin’s superman and batman (played by oscar isaac, because if i’m gonna create a fictional tv show its gonna be damn good) eating fast food and hanging out on the rooftops of various buildings in gotham and/or metropolis
they get takeout from a different place each night and each episode is just clark writing a review on yelp on his phone with bruce throwing in suggestions.
“hey marlo that sort of makes it sound like superman and batman are dating” yeah it does, doesnt it?
dearlesbian replied to your post: if bruce wayne doesnt have schizoaffective…
so tell us about your schizoaffective bruce wayne headcanons!
THANK YOU FOR ASKING
- “paranoid? you think i’m paranoid? i take medication for that”
- he actually takes several medications for that - two atypical anti-psychotics, a mood stabilizer, and a beta blocker that works as an anti-anxiety
- he likes to wear the cowl even when he doesnt need to because it hides his face from other people’s eyes
- forgets to eat; forgets to shower; forgets to sleep for three days in a row and then faints and crashes for twenty hours straight
- delusions of reference!!!!!!! this gets all mixed up in his actual detective work because sometimes he cant tell if an event has a deeper meaning or if he just believes it has a deeper meaning
- comorbid ocd and panic disorder, because why settle for one mental illness when you can HAVE THEM ALL
#“do you think this antipsych pairs better with a red or a white alfred” “i would suggest water sir”
“bruce wayne comes out as bi as part of a carefully crafted plot that culminates in him being caught by paparazzi mid-tryst with a man” vs “superman comes out as bi when he’s asked whether he’s straight by a reporter and blurts out, ‘god forbid, no’ before immediately flying away”
A good punch uses the entire body. It comes from the hip and core and uncoils along the arm like a wave crashing on the shore. A good punch, a solid punch, can knock someone out cold if there’s enough weight behind it.
Bucky knows how to throw a punch; he’s always been pretty handy in a fight. Unfortunately for him, ‘’the entire body’’ includes a left arm.
The punch lands, all right, the first two knuckles of his right hand making contact, hard. Bucky doesn’t get much time to celebrate his accomplishment. He staggers forward, overbalanced, and comes crashing down onto the ground, face-first.
His only consolation was that he had knocked the asshole down, too.
“I can’t leave you alone for a minute,” a dry voice says from somewhere above and behind him. Bucky rolls over, wincing when the movement puts all his weight on his bad arm for a moment. “Do you pick a fight with every SSR agent you come across or is Agent Thompson here the exception?”
“Hey, Peggy,” he says from his position on the floor. Then: “Only the ones that deserve it.”
The asshole in question clambers his way up to standing, holding his nose. He’s got a nasty sort of sneer on his face. “Friend of yours, Marge?”
Carter doesn’t respond, but her jaw tenses and her eyes flicker to him for a moment before she returns her gaze to Bucky.
What was I supposed to do? he wants to say to her. Just let this guy bully his way around here like he owns the place just ‘cause he got some shiny medals in the war? D’you think I could’ve just stood here and watched that? D’you think Steve would’ve –
Well. It’s not like he’s trying to stir up trouble for her; this guy was the one who started it.
“Now,” she says crisply, as Bucky scrambles to his feet, only a little awkward. “If that’s all settled. Let’s be on our way.”
The asshole – Thompson – starts to sputter something and is met with Carter’s best icy stare. Thompson doesn’t seem to have much a survival instinct because instead of shutting up he says, “Your friend here just assaulted a federal agent. He’s not going anywhere.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” Carter says. There’s a sharp glint in her eye. “Have you two not been introduced? Agent Jack Thompson, SSR, this is Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes.”
Bucky can see the moment the name registers in whatever excuse for a brain Thompson possesses. He takes a moment to bask in the asshole’s wide-eyed shock, raising an eyebrow and smirking, before turning back to Carter.
“We’re leaving now,” she tells Bucky.
“Sir, yes, sir,” he says, and opens the door for her.
@fronkcastle since you asked // bucky lives au
ive said something like this before but i think the best thing about mr. darcy, and about p&p as a whole, is that darcy both changes his behavior and changes how he views the world, not in an attempt to win elizabeth over, but just because he can’t stand being the kind of person that the woman he loves hates
I am turning love into rosaries. I am praying along your crooked edges.
Hallowed be the red wine-stains on your fingertips and your lips, wide, wide open, teeth bared,
saying my name like benediction, like something holy and gilded with light. Your hands are clasped and I am pulling beads
out of your wrists in a long row. Let me do this for you. Let me turn us into something bright, something worth loving.
Bring your cheek to my chest, the long fall of hair, the whisper of perfume. Nail my palms to your thighs.
Call me a savior, call me resurrection, call me every Hail Mary against your
tongue. I am turning love into rosaries tonight. I am making something good out of all this. I am making something good out of all this.
i think part of my problem with the “it gets better” line is that ... it doesnt get better. you have to make it better. its hard and its tiring and it never really ends, but you can make your life better. it wont get better all on its own.
that would be the greatest misfortune of all! to find a man agreeable whom one is determined to hate! do not wish me such an evil.
AESTHETIC: pride & prejudice by jane austen
that would be the greatest misfortune of all! to find a man agreeable whom one is determined to hate! do not wish me such an evil.
bi lady clark kent who is exactly the same in every other respect. she goes by clark, or superwoman, or kal lara-el. she still wears plaid and ugly glasses. she’s still idealistic and strong and unrelentingly kind. she can bench press the entire earth. she’s in love with lois lane.
not very good at this whole subtlety thing, are you?
uhh so if youre gay and you identify with jack zimmermann because you believe that his canon relationships with women are a result of compulsory heterosexuality, thats fine but ?????????????
that doesnt give you the right to talk over bisexuals who identify with jack because he canonically has had relationships with both women and men;
it doesnt give you the right to claim that bisexuals who call a canonically multiple gender attracted character “bi” are being homophobic;
it doesnt give you the right to act like your reading of the comic is Objectively More Correct And Progressive (because obviously a character being gay is preferable to them being bi; because obviously gay and lesbian people know more about being bi than actual bi people).
and maybe .... maybe you should critically examine why exactly you are so adverse to calling this character bisexual??????? despite the canon evidence that supports this reading??