#been a while since i used that tag

[2000snotebook]

Also I don’t think I’ve ever posted this one

#false conductor’s ensemble #been a while since i used that tag #infinity train #grace mornroe #simon laurent #ryan akagi #min gi park

[skyward-floored]

they are making lunch

#this is my magnum opus #linkeduniverse #linked universe #linked universe incorrect quotes #memes from the floor #been a while since I used that tag #I’m not sure why I made this but #I think this is one of my favorite quotes I’ve done in a while #I couldn’t stop laughing while I made it #help

[xiaq]

Story Time: Flying with a Service Dog

Ok so I've flown with Deacon...dozens of times over the last 8ish years. He's always been on his best behavior and rarely have I had an issue with the people around us (we used to have issues with poorly-behaved ESAs, but not recently). Because Deacon is 65lbs, we fly bulkhead, and because we usually fly Southwest (where they assign boarding groups, not seats), we get pre-boarding capabilities after the folks in wheelchairs so we can snag a bulkhead spot. This has never been an issue until our flight back to Austin from Denver.

While waiting in the pre-board line, there was a woman who was not in a wheelchair who pushed her way to the front and was eventually let onto the plane first. I thought that was odd, but I also am intimately aware that not all disabilities are visible. Once I get onto the plane, I find that the left side bulkhead seating is full (two wheelchair users and their travel companion). The right side has two open seats, with the woman I noticed before in the aisle seat. I say hi and move to take the window seat so Deacon can curl up in the corner, as usual, and the woman immediately stops me saying no, I can't sit there. I ask if someone else is sitting there and she says no but she doesn't like dogs. I explain that Deacon is too large to fit in front of a normal seat, so we have to have bulkhead, and these are the only bulkhead seats available. She says that's not her problem and has literally stuck her legs out so we can't pass. The flight attendant comes over to see what's wrong and the woman says she doesn't want me to sit by her. The flight attendant reiterates that the seats next to her are the only available options for us. The woman says the airline can't force her to sit next to us because she's allergic to dogs and that's a medical issue. The flight attendant points out that, in that case, since Deacon and I require the additional bulkhead space and she does not, she can select a different seat.

The woman repeats that she has an allergy and the flight attendant offers to reseat her at the back of the plane. The woman huffs and puts on her headphones and lets me pass to sit in the window. She proceeds to ignore me for the rest of the flight and, shockingly, does not mention nor appears to suffer from, any allergies. After we landed and were waiting to deplane, she made a phone call where she spoke in Spanish to someone (I'm assuming she thought I wouldn't understand?) about how the flight was awful because they "forced her" to sit next to a horrible dog.

The horrible dog in question, for reading this rant:

#the entitlement was real #service dog things #been a while since i used that tag #deacon

[quibbs126]

So we’ve had a freeze over here since yesterday, and this has been my experience when I go outside

Also I say 20 degrees, but that’s only been today, yesterday was 30. Which isn’t much better, but it wasn’t 20

But yeah, I’m not exactly prepared for the weather. And unfortunately, since I can’t drive and have to rely on buses which are currently operating hourly (if they’re running at all today), I can’t go out and get stuff like gloves or longer socks

This is why it sucks to live in Texas, because we don’t usually get snow and stuff like that, so we aren’t really prepared whenever we do get that, and I’m currently left like this

Also this is just my normal outfit plus a bigger jacket, I usually wear this all throughout the year (though I lose the jacket when I go home since I don’t go out much)

Ah well, I just felt like complaining about it through a poorly drawn sketch, it was fun

#also that droop on my face isn’t supposed to be my nose #it’s the frozen snot thing you see depicted on characters when it’s cold #I just didn’t also draw a nose #I drew this in like 10 minutes #real life stuff #freeze #my art #me #poorly drawn comics #been a while since I used that tag #random stuff

[arionwind]

So I've been critical of Billionaire Bruce Wayne a lot in the past, but I am increasingly coming around. I think I've talked before about Mackenzee Scott and the difficulties with trying to give away that amount of money fast enough to outpace the interest and dividends and other ways it balloons on itself, but just in case, the gist of it is that there's a limit to what an individual can give to charity or gift to friends before taxes start mounting ever higher. At which point, yes you theoretically could give 18 billion or whatever to the federal government, if you were okay with most of that going to defense contractors and making the world a worse place. I am going to assume most of us are not.

Bruce Wayne has it worse though. Assuming roughly equivalent taxation schemes, his overtaxed charitable givings would likely still go to defense contractors. But it's DC. You can't convince me that, if you trace it back, most of them are owned by LexCorp. I cannot blame Brue for not wanting to fund Lex's latest plan to villify him, kill his boyfriend, and blow up South Dakota or whatever. So giving money beyond the legal to charity is out - Lex and the corrupt feds will have to do without his billions.

Now in the real world there's foreign tax dodges and money laundering schemes that one could maybe use to filter money to charities without the tax problem coming up. It's exhausting, suspicious, and not without its own notable overhead, and the people in charge of it who would profit are also not nice, but it exists, sort of. In the DC universe though? There's no way Penguin, the League of Assassins, Vandal Savage, or some other world-spanning sinister figure doesn't skim off the top of criminal funding methods like that. Not only would trying taint the reputation of Billionaire himbo Brue Wayne, it would go right back to funding Batman's enemies, just like the tax thing.

Which is why he keeps adopting new kids. And why Dick and all the rest have not stopped hearing him asking why he doesn't have great-grandkids yet. Do they have kids yet? No? Gotta get on that so Bruce can have great-grandkids. Just hear me out.

Individual giving limits are just that - by individual. Bruce Wayne can only give so much to charity each year before it starts going to Lex or the League too. But Dick Grayson can give just as much. So can Jason Todd. So can literally every other kid Gotham's Favourite Himbo has ever adopted . . . once they have it in their name.

Because that's the problem, see. He can't just gift that much to each of them to pass on in turn. As mentioned above, there's annual gift-giving limits on things like that he wants to avoid. So the solution is to set up a trust for each of his kids, using planned tax dodges the wealthy have encoded into the laws to keep their children solvent. After enough time, that trust can be made to just become theirs, free and clear, with minimal if any taxation, depending on how it is set up, and then the kid is a second front in Brucie's war on his own wealth.

Thing is, this process is slow and can only increase the giving by a factor of as many kids as he has. Hence the comical rate of adoption. Every single Batkid has a fancy trust designed to siphon money to where it needs to go and out of Bruce Wayne's funds, but you need way more kids than even he has to make that happen fast enough to make a dent in billions.

So he needs more kids. More adoptions. Adult adoptions. Grandkids. Great-grandkids. I guarantee at least once he has asked Clark to "feud" with Lois, break up with her, marry him long enough to get him and his line entrusted, then go back. Clark was not up for it. Barry was not up for it. Ollie thought it would be good for a laugh, but even Bruce isn't foolish enough to tie his fortunes to Queen's.

People think it's a joke when their "Welcome to the Justice League" info pamphlet warns them not be alarmed if Batman proposes to them - he isn't trying to seduce them, he just wants their kids for his collection. It isn't a joke. Batman wants your kids. No not that way, it's a tax dodge. No, not that kind of tax dodge, the good kind. It's okay to turn him down, though. He won't take it personally.

#dc #batman #essay #been a while since i used that tag

[backgroundcharacterno15]

2, 9, and 12 for Mutsurie?

EEEEEEEE THE IDIOTS [affectionate]

2. Who comes up with the best date night ideas? Urie is someone who tends to prefer more traditional date ideas. Dinner at a fancy restaurant, a walk on the beach, a nice evening in the park - he just wants to spoil Mutsuki senseless. Mutsuki has much more obscure date ideas. Going to the beach during a thunderstorm is his no.1 dream date but he's yet to tell Urie this plan (if I can find the fic this was based on I'll tag it it was beautiful). So Ig it depends on your own taste. I'd personally say I prefer Mutsuki's idea.

9. Who believes in ghosts?

Neither of them are really into ghosts or the like but that won't stop Mutsuki from jumping a mile when something moves on it's own. Urie is also pretty prone to just a mild twinge of terror at ghosts stories and will definitely just yell for people to stfu when telling them.

12. Who's more of a nervous flyer?

By the time they go on their first trip together, neither of them have ever left the country before. Urie is definitely the type to have everyone up at 5am and confiscate everyone's passports when going through security and it drives everyone nuts. Mutsuki definitely ends up reading way too much about plane crashes leading up to his first ever flight (me too bestie dw) so you bet there are dents in Urie's arms by the time they land.

Tysm again for the ask!!!! This was a lot of fun!!! Been thinking about these two a lot lately so this was great. As always feel free to send more asks my way :3

#tokyo ghoul #tooru mutsuki #kuki urie #mutsurie #Fern's dumb hcs #been a while since I used that tag

[overlysarcasticpolls]

Tags already have cackling, lol

#funny bracket tags #been a while since I used that tag #tags courtesy #thatonearo

[trans-kevin-juice]

if all of my character hyperfixations knew each other, I feel like Cookie & Void would HAATE each other

cookie is super snarky and can be rude, and void is super egostical and his ego could be hurt very easily

i lowkey wanna see them fight, that would be hilarious

#kae is screaming again #cookie masterson #ac void #been a while since I used that tag

[theinsanecrayonbox]

Finished a Funrock Lols yesterday. It's not a 1:1 to my design for them, but hey I still like it. It's always fun to play with variegates in weird ways.

#kp knitts #crochet #five nights at freddy's #lolbit #SB: Sister RElocation AU #been a while since i used that tag #but counts cause thats where my funrocks are from

[immortaltale]

i might be top 3 klopp dicksuckers on this app but i don't care he's actually wrong for this. i don't understand how anyone can watch that game and call it a good performance. no open play goals and you call it a good performance? 0.04xG created in the second half while being 2 goals down in the tie and it's a good performance? a good reaction? what reaction? players walking around? still unable to complete simple passes? what fucking reaction? where was it????

i love klopp to death but i can see now that it's all taking a toll on him. if the manager doesn't care anymore just end the season. let's all fuck off and forget about football for a little while

#pool party posting #muri #been a while since i used that tag

[who-needs-words]

Pro tip to Magnus protocol fans with early access: google what ‘vague’ means

Use a braincell.

AND DON’T POST A SCREENSHOT OF THE TRANSCRIPT????

#Eli vents #been a while since I used that tag #new reason to block folks #I wouldn’t main tag #but SERIOUSLY

[dykeferatu]

and on his wedding night....

#buzz buzz #'why was he rolling str + brawl on his wedding night' well. you see. it was also a divorce #chronicleposting #been a while since i used that tag #chronicle: cc #anyway i'm coping

[fighterkimburgess]

The boy bought me white chocolate buttons in case I dropped tonight and I don’t feel like I will but the love and care is everything. It’s something so basic but I never considered it and now I’m emo and happy.

#cíara’s boy #been a while since I used that tag

[redrobin-detective]

lipstick on your cape

“Robbie?” Tabitha looked up from the phone she wasn’t supposed to have on patrol at Nightwing. Hopefully Peg wouldn’t tattle on her to Bruce. “You got a little something on your cape. I think it’s that dark red lipstick they can probably see from the Watchtower.”

Beth examined her cape and, sure enough, there were some mysterious red smudges on the inner yellow lining, just past the right shoulder. She scrubbed at it with her gloves, how’d that even get there? Alfred would have a fit if this stained. Peg grunted as she sat down next to Tab on the edge of the building.

“So, do you wanna talk about it?” Peg asked, deceptively casual.

“About what?” Beth questioned.

“About why you’ve been sporting colored lips the last week,” Peg said softly. “I mean it’s pretty and all but its very,“ she paused. “It’s grownup. Are you trying to impress someone? I know things with you and Arianna are over but maybe someone on your team?”

“No, it’s not like that!” Beth blushed. “I don’t know, I thought it looked nice?”

“You’re 15 baby girl,” Peg said with a little frown. “You don’t need to look nice, you just need to be yourself. Especially as Robin.”

“I am being myself. I don’t have a reason, okay! I just thought it would be fun. I don’t know, I like girly stuff I guess. Its a safety risk to wear fun earrings or necklaces on patrol so, I don’t know, the other day I put on some lipstick and thought it looked cute so I kept doing it.”

Her mother had been a tomboy, more at home in the dirt than society but Tabitha had always been impressed at how she could transform. The nights they were home, when they had to play the part of the Drakes, were special. Mom would do her hair, nails and make-up just so and become someone else. She went from Tab’s flighty, distracted but stubborn mom to a princess. Her smiles were calculated, her posture perfect and she could glide across a ballroom in six inch heels and a sleek dress like she was born for it. And she had been but she’d rejected it for her dad and archeology but mostly archeology.

Tabitha loved computers and skateboards and comics and cars but she’d spent so many hours learning to style her hair in different ways, to paint her nails like a pro and to layer her lipstick like she was ready for murder. It was a side she hadn’t indulged in much lately. Being Robin was it’s own sort of freedom but it had its restrictions as well.

“I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing,” Peg said thoughtfully, leaning back to look up at the moon. “I guess Jan and I set a bit of a precedent huh?” Robins were crime fighters. They laughed at criminals and fought against the worst of the worst. They were efficient, practical and inspiring. They didn’t wear lipstick. Beth brought a glove to cover her mouth.

“Sorry, I guess it’s not really appropriate, is it? I think I have some make up remover wipes in my belt.” Peg grabbed a hold of her wrist.

“No, no, keep it on,” Peg insisted. “It does look nice, you did a good job and it really compliments the red of your suit.” She shifted so they were holding hands. “My mom used to do me up in makeup before shows, so the audience could see our faces. I can still feel her fingertips running over my cheeks.” She said with a soft voice, eyes closed in memory. “Moving in with B, I couldn’t do makeup that extravagant. I had to make a good impression and then, as I got older, I didn’t want anyone to get the wrong impression from lipstick and eye shadow.” 

“It’s such a burden to be beautiful,” Tabitha said with an eye roll even though it kind of was. She saw the way people ogled Peg at events. Tab had tripped one particularly creepy guy right into the punch bowl. Bruce had given her a thumbs up across the hall.

“You’re not Jan, no one expects you to be,” Peg said softly. “We just want you to be yourself. That’s the beauty of being Robin, you get to be whoever you want to be.”

“And what about B?” Beth questioned.

“You introduced yourself by breaking B’s rules,” Peg said with a grin, breaking the hand hold to ruffle Tab’s hair. She angrily straightened her clip and re-fluffed her bangs. Just because Nightwing just had a simple ponytail doesn’t mean some vigilantes didn’t care about merging style and function. “I think you’ll be fine.”

“Hmm, okay,” Beth said, scooting over to lean on Peggy’s shoulder. She loved her mom, missed her a lot but having a big sister was pretty great too. “You could add a little color to your lips too if you want.”

“I think I’ll pass. I’ve seen the colors you wear, baby bird,” Peg chuckled.

“Well how about your hair?” Tab asked, sitting up. “I could teach you how to do a simple french braid, or more fancy if you’d like. Still be functional but adds a little bit of style.”

“Tomorrow, my place, my hands always cramp after too long using the grapples. I’ll order some of that disgusting pizza you like,” Peg grinned. Tabitha grinned, her lips a dark ruby red under the Gotham moonlight.

Robin didn’t do her make up every night. Some nights she was running late, finishing clipping on her cape as she ran to the Batmobile. Other times she was too tired, too pained, just not in the mood for such frivolities. But other nights, she sculpted her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil. She rubbed primer, foundation, blush, sealant on her face that could hold up against wind, rain and rogues. She poured over her ever growing collection of lipsticks and lipstains and picked a color that spoke to her.

Red was for when she was feeling daring, bold, she had many different variations of the color but deliberately shied away from Joker red. When Spoiler took to the streets she acquired all sorts of different purples to complement the laughing boy’s costume. Pink was for when she felt soft but strong, when she was making a statement to the worst of Gotham that it couldn’t change her. Black was only to be used on the nights she knew would be bad. Bart got her a glittery gold one that she loved but used sparingly because it caught the light easily. Peg had laughed when when Tab shown up once with Nightwing blue lips, her braided hair dancing in the breeze.

She was Robin, she was a hero, a role model, a symbol. But she was also a girl, a girl who loved dresses that flared out when she spun and lots of shiny, sparkly dangles and doodads and she loved the taste of matte lipstick as she jumped into the fight. Sometimes people were just a pile of different things all mushed together. And the rest of the world was going to just have to get over it.

#wayne girls au #been a while since I used that tag #I never properly stop thinking of my girl Robins they just go to sleep and occasionally strangle me #please Do Not turn this into a make-up arguement #I treat it as a fun thing to do when I want to and inspired by me wearing this dark purple lipstick on Tues and feeling divine #(I project so much onto Tabitha don't look at me) #I think Tab would have an interesting relationship within femininity and Robin #Neither Peg nor Jan were into it so she's in a way breaking out of the mold by expressing herself in that manner #but she does become the go to for traditional make up (even B and the boys) #I also have strong feelings on Beth giving Nightwing the braid that would become her signature #sisterly bonding and Peg embracing a little bit more of that femininity she'd sort of abandoned trying to fir into society/male hero society #I have so much gd lore and headcanons for these bitches its insane #they go to sleep but then I pull them out and take like 5 minutes to download all the bs I've come up with #(Peg was originally Rachel and I'll always be thankful for Lox pointing out that Peg is a MUCH better Fem Dick name) #anyway I love ridiculous lipstick colors and it amuses me to think this baby lil teen shows up to a crime scene with dayglow purple lips #my 90s babe shops at Clairs and buys the most obnoxious jewelery and does wild nail polish colors and is a pretty punk princess #I'm love her so much #blorbo from my self projections

[kafkaesquegf]

first day of classes affirmations: i am cool i am normal everyone in this history of russian expansionism course desires me carnally

(mutuals can rb)

#tal.png #been a while since i used that tag

[aberooski]

It's so surreal to glance at the stormshipping tag out of curiosity and see that like 90% of it is me

#me and my incoherent ramblings aksksk #I don't call myself the self appointed captain of the shop for nothing I guess 😭 #yugioh gx #stormshipping #abby fully admits she's an idiot #been a while since I used THAT tag #tbh I forgot about it aksmsk