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wanderingmind867 · 1 month
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Tony Stark was more cold war centric than Bruce Wayne initially, but Tony Stark is a better guy than Bruce Wayne to me. And you know why? Tony Stark is someone I can actually really relate to or at least feel sympathy for. He closes himself off from people because of his heart problem. He's a man constantly on the verge of death, and he's afraid to let other people in. That's horribly sad, but it's also interesting and sympathetic.
Bruce Wayne meanwhile.... What's he got? Oh, his parents died. Sure, that's tragic. But besides that, the man has a very normal life (besides his vigilante activities). I find next to nothing relatable about him most of the time. To me, he's just a giant dull canvas. There's possibly potential there, but he's so boring I can't bring myself to even care about him. At least Superman is fun and cool and not so boring he makes me tune him out. Marvel doesn't have many characters like that, honestly. Stan Lee's writing style back in the 60s was too bombastic for me to really forget any of his main characters. Stan lee was a master of that. DC apparently has more struggles in that column.
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doafp · 1 year
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love triangles suck unless the writers are upfront about it from the beginning. that's why the summer i turned pretty is superior. i don't want love triangles thrown in halfway through a series for the sake of unnecessary drama. i want love triangles that are the drama. i want love triangles that are the plot. i want love triangles that are intentional. otherwise it just feels like lazy writing.
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Thenamesh Bodyguard AU, Gil is caught off guard because he sees how much Thena trusts him. And is very curious why he is different then her previous bodyguards.
"Thena?" Gil called into the apartment anxiously.
She had given him the key and passcode, even told her building's front desk to expect and expedite his visit to her home. A home she kept even more private than the average celebrity would.
But she told him to let himself in.
"In here!"
Gil walked in with the little bag of groceries and cold medicine in hand.
After the tour, Thena immediately came down with something. And it was anticipated, between the exhaustion of travel, the constant demand on her vocal chords and even just walking through the crowds and being exposed to whatever was in the air.
Her doctor had already cleared that it was a cold built up with stress, and of course her team was already in the process of covering for her during her days of seclusion.
But Thena had a very strict rule about being in and around her actual place of residence. Even her own personal assistants weren't allowed in--or if they were, they were escorted in and out by building staff. She liked her solitude, which Gil knew.
It made her willingness to let him in all the more baffling.
"How're you feeling?" he asked gently, finding her curled up on her couch with all the blinds drawn and her fake fireplace on.
"A little better," she sighed, setting down her book and a mug of tea. "Thanks for going out for me."
"'Course," Gil shrugged, because true, of course he would, and not just because she was sick. He unloaded the bag on her kitchen counter.
"What's wrong?"
And of course she had seen the look he had on his face. He looked up at her with a smile, "aside from that cold, you mean?"
"It's nothing and you know it," she scoffed, standing and pulling her fluffy white robe tighter around her. "You should have told me if your shoulder was bothering you."
"What?--no," he was quick to reassure her. She had been anxious about it the entire rest of the tour after it happened, constantly trying to get him to work less and less. Well, do less and less work--she hadn't exactly ordered him away from her side for bed rest or anything.
Much to his relief.
"What is it, then?" she asked more softly, pulling the bottled smoothie he'd brought over to her.
"Well," Gil fidgeted with the now-empty bag, flustering himself with the crinkling of the paper, "I guess I was wondering...what made me different?"
Thena just raised a brow at him, "from whom?"
"I mean," he set the bag down and pushed over the bottle of throat spray he'd brought. "I know how you are about people being in your place."
"Yes, I suppose," Thena mused, her eyes dragging over him. She certainly seemed better than she'd been, but Gil could still see the bleariness in that green and the faint red around the edges. "But...you're different--you're...Gil."
"I guess I can't argue with that."
Thena laughed faintly before taking the throat medicine and popping in a cough drop. "Do you know why I fired my last bodyguard?"
Gil blinked as Thena took a seat at the island, digging through the other snacks he'd brought. She was probably looking for junk food, but he only bought things that would aide in her recovery. "I was never told, just that 'things didn't work out'."
"Do you remember what it was like when you first started working for me?"
"I guess," he mused, trying to do just that. He could remember meeting her, of course. He could remember how quiet and closed off she was at first, how avoidant she was of everything and everyone.
"Did anyone," she toyed with her cough drop wrapper in her hands, avoiding his eyes, "warn you about anything?"
"Well," he paused, really thinking about it. He had been brought in to interview for the position, and Thena herself had approved him. But he could remember meeting Kingo and a few other members of her team. "I guess they told me that you liked your space."
Thena let the wrapper flutter away and flexed out her fingers. "I know what the job is. But I'm not partial to being manhandled."
"I don't think anyone is."
"No, but," Thena finally pulled her eyes up to him again, leaning on the island lazily. "All my past bodyguards always had a habit of...grabbing."
"Grabbing?" Gil frowned, trying to imagine what she meant by that. Were they handsy?--inappropriate? Were they too rough with her? Thena was actually pretty fragile, in some ways.
Thena shrugged. "They were used to having to be physical because they came from things like concert security, or being bouncers, that kind of thing. But the more handsy they were, the more I tried to avoid them. And the further away I was from them, the more handsy they felt the need to be."
Gil crossed his arms. He could remember doing research on Thena before working for her. Certainly, he could remember a picture or two of her arm being grasped as if she were being arrested, only to find out the caption was simply her trying to get to the studio.
"But you," she sighed, and he wondered if she wasn't quite as recovered as she'd made it seemed. He drifted from around the island to the side of it. She tilted her head to watch him. "You were so gentle--from the moment I met you, I could tell you were different."
He tried to be. It came with the territory of being a big guy like him. He reached forward, pressing his palm to her forehead with a frown, "you still have a fever."
Thena removed his hand from her forehead, although she didn't let it go, either. "The first time we were out, and you were leading me. You held out your hand. Just held it there--waited for me to decide for myself if I wanted to take it or not."
That was it? The bar was that low?
"That was when I knew," she sighed again, sagging in her seat.
"Okay, you," Gil whispered, clasping her - freezing cold - hands together in his, "you should go back to bed."
"Carry me?"
Gil smiled, obliging and wrapping her arm around the back of his neck as he lifted her. "Remember that performance in Mexico?"
"And I couldn't walk in the sand in my heels for the life of me," she mumbled with her head laid against his shoulder.
"So I had to carry you any time you were in wardrobe," Gil chuckled. He nudged the door to her room open, immediately hit with the faint scent of vanilla and ocean-y air.
"I liked that trip," she mused as he set her on her massive king sized bed.
"Yeah, wasn't bad," Gil murmured. He pulled the blankets up over her gently, before his training resurfaced and he checked the sightlines in the room and examined the windows. "These are mirrored, right?"
Thena just nodded, "blinds remote is on the table."
Gil sighed, drawing them for her and darkening the room completely. "You need anything?"
"No," she mumbled into her pillow. She slept like a sloth fallen from a tree; he already knew, because sometimes she would fall out of the narrow tour bus bed.
"I'll leave the key," he said gently, running a last, light hand over her hair before she turned over, twisting her limbs and the sheets even worse.
"You keep it," she mumbled, still with her eyes buried among her many, many pillows. "I trust you."
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blondiexbiites · 8 months
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Some people forget that Madison is rotten on the inside. Yeah, she can love, and yeah, her edges smooth out when she's around her loved ones, but to the rest of the population, she's a monster through and through. Madison is cruel and exasperating, and fucking mean, and she doesn't care because she is comfortable with her cruelty. She's a vampire that feeds not only on blood but on emotions and sanity, and if she's in the mood, she'll blow your entire life apart just to see how you'll react to having everything crash down around you.
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intervoids · 1 year
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run the risk of being accused 💃
you cast your lot with the self-abused
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glitchwashere · 10 months
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Have some random scenarios of my OC arguing with each other.
Scene 1:
*Happens right after Crystal's got crushed by a giant hydraulic press*
(At their apartment room)
Crystal:*Sitting on the window frame*Guess what?I'm alive.
Zoe:*Drops her cup of coffee* I must be drunk right now that I saw Crystal alive.
Sarah:*Standing beside Zoe* I must be hallucinating right now that I saw Crystal is alive.
Crystal:*Looking at them with unamused look* Rude. I walked all the way here just to receive these kind of greeting?Wow.
Sarah&Zoe:You literally died in front of us. What did you expect us to say?
Crystal:That is no excuse for you to greet me that badly.
Scene 2:
Crystal:*Walks out a portal* And that how we time travel.
Zoe:*Come out after Crystal* You do realize that we just broke the fourth wall rule,right?
Crystal:I realized everything about that and I regret nothing at all.
Zoe:You're insane.
Crystal:Since when I said I'm sane?
Scene 3:
Zoe:Let me get this right.Your parents abandoned you when back when you were little?
Crystal:Correct.
Sarah:And you were supposed to die in a house fire since you got trapped inside of it.But somehow you managed to stay alive.
Crystal:Correct.
Zoe:Girl.You have some serious problems going on.
Crystal:Yeah I know.I don't mind it.
Sarah:I think you need a therapist.
Crystal:Nah,the therapist will be the one who needs a therapist after I did.
Scene 4:
Marshy:We're here.Welcome to RavenBrook! Have fun exploring.
Zoe:This place look kinda...normal?
Sarah:Hm.I could say the same.
Crystal:Except for that one.*Point at Mr.Peterson house* That house is not normal.
Zoe:Yeah.That is totally not normal.But other than that,I think everything else is normal.
Sarah:Yep!I agree with you.
Crystal:Except for that missing child posters.And those grave behind that house.And that kids that getting chased by his neighbor (Nicky).And-
Zoe:Fine! I get it.This place is not normal.You don't have to point out at every single odd things you see.
Sarah:You really need to stop ruining the vibe and think positive for once.
Crystal:I'm positive that this place is not as normal as it seems.
Zoe:Sometimes I wonder how did we even become friends.
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librosamarillos · 8 months
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Hey guys! I’ve finally made an instagram for all my fanart, if you want to see it in one place!
It’s @ libros_amarillos ♥️
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guttersnarls · 1 year
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Question... Is seeing the movie Caligula easily accessible to you?
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bitter1stuff · 1 year
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youtube
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girlstressed · 4 months
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can’t stop smiling in inappropriate situations
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wanderingmind867 · 1 month
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Group 1 (Namorita, Andromeda, She-Hulk, Daimon Helstrom and Hellcat): Considering this group only set out to protect and save Atlantis, you'd think they'd have the most normal mission ahead of them. That becomes clearly untrue when they arrive to find atlantis has completely vanished. No traces of it anywhere. The invading armies are even missing. It's like there's nothing there.
They only begin to notice something is wrong they go in for a closer look. Something like a force field appears to keep stopping them in their tracks, although they barely notice due to the very lifelike illusions. By the time they finally realize something really weird is going on, they've been ambushed by a new super-villian and his giant mechanical killer whale.
This new villian is a sea captain whose grandfather died during a feud with atlantis over his immoral, unethical and downright strange methods of killing whales. He killed so many in such a short span of time, to the point where the atlanteans knew they had to do something to stop him. So they collectively lead an attack on his ship, and caused it to sink into the watery depths below.
Growing up hearing tales of his grandfather's death from his father (the only survivor of the attack), our vengeful young lad has spent ages planning this attack. He even had a giant killer whale robot built for just this purpose. But atlantis is already gone by the time he gets there. And as befitting a zealot with a temper and a prejudice towards atlanteans, he's outraged and doesn't take it well.
In a fit of rage (and possibly realizing that killing two atlanteans is better for him than killing none at all), he abducts Namorita and Andromeda and knows the other three heroes unconscious with his ships laser cannon. By the time She-Hulk, Helstrom and Hellcat wake up, he's gone. He's already bound for his headquarters: a deserted island off the coast of Africa.
This ends up leading to Black Panther somehow getting involved, as our intrepid set of 4 heroes head off to stop this madman from killing Namorita and Andromeda. I don't actually know how the rest of this little story would go, but I think this is a great start. I don't know how to resolve the atlantis storyline, though. I suppose that's a question for someone more versed in namor's comics, though.
The one thing I have to add: When this group of four (Black Panther leaves after the fight on the deserted island) finishes freeing atlantis from it's many enemies, Daimon Helstrom, She-Hulk and Hellcat head back to Doctor Strange's Sanctum Sanctorum (Andromeda and Namorita will stay back in Atlantis, for now). When they arrive at the Sanctum however, a very strange sight awaits their eyes: it's Nighthawk! Somehow (just like with all the dead new defenders) Kyle Richmond has come back from the dead!
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stargoyle · 17 days
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"This person has a secret onlyfans!" "This artist does NSFW commissions!" "This author writes porn on the side!" I cannot begin to tell you how swag and awesome that is.
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thatdelusionalnerd · 2 months
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ATTENTION TUMBLR
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CHOCOLATE GUY'S BIRTHDAY IS IDES OF MARCH
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theboxfort · 3 months
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Peace and love
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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striving-artist · 5 months
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The best piece of advice I ever got was not meant as advice, but as an edict. If I was going to threaten people as a joke, it had to be so far out of proportion with what happened that it would be obvious I was joking. This changed how I expressed frustration with others. It then changed how I expressed frustration with myself.
Not “I’m going to hit you” but “I am going to buy a tuna sub from the gas station and hide it under the seat of your car”
Not “I’m going to kill myself” but “I am going to walk into the desert and let the scarabs take me”
The other side then happened. When I mess something up, instead of saying it’s bad and perpetuating negative thoughts, swing hard the other way.
Not “this art is terrible” but “this shall be framed and mounted on the wall in my museum exhibition as testament to the suffering I had to overcome”
Have been doing this since high school. It was my drama teacher who asked me to please stop scaring the actors. The other half of the edict was that I had to say it in a polite tone, and end it with either please or thank you.
Life changing. 10/10 Mr Muëller. Highly reccomend.
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