#and they are both so annoying with that

[elverrie]

spuffy is one of those rare pairs that got me thinking that yep! they are married! it`s so important for them both and in their endgames they sure are married, it just makes sense. not everybody needs that, but these freaks are for sure married, and this fact makes them giddy everytime (me too). i saw something blue and how buffy had tears in her eyes and how it`s the happiest she`s ever been, then there`s spike on BOTH knees, so nervous and trembling, and how they are the craziest people in love ever?? what else can i think?? yep, they are officially married. they are husband and wife, they are husband and husband, they are wife and wife, they are spouses, they are besties, they are partners, they are mr amd mrs big pile of dust-summers.

[notrobinsomethingworse]

Dick (Nightwing) and Jason (Robin) stare at Bruce. One sports pleading eyes, the other a shit eating grin. There’s a child between them with black hair and blue eyes.

Bruce, he doesn’t know what’s happening but he doesn’t like it: No.

Dick, grinning: He’s our younger brother now.

Jason, nodding seriously: You’re not gonna take him from us.

Tim, got kidnapped while taking photos of patrol, just happy to be there: Where’s the Batcave?

Bruce: what.

Dick, grinning wider: He’s ours now.

[magnetostits]

the barbenheimer experience i had was so funny i saw oppenheimer first and in a quiet scene we could literally hear ken singing in the theater next to us and then during barbie it when was quiet we could hear a fucking explosion coming from the oppenheimer screening

[thebreadmantm]

Georgie my beloved ✨

(Plus the admiral)

[yuwuta]

whenever you and satoru have an argument, he holds your hand and he won’t let go until he’s certain you’re not mad anymore. you’re telling him off because he forgot to unpack the dishwasher again, and he knows that’s his fault and you have a right to be mad but he hates when you’re mad and even worse when you’re mad at him, so he does the first thing that comes to mind and laces your hands together. now you can’t leave and be mad at him alone, you have to be mad at him while he’s connected to you and satoru has learned that that far reduces the amount of time you spend mad at him. getting upset because he led you two in the wrong direction? holding hands until you’ve cooled down. upset with him for being reckless mid-fight? he drops his infinity just to be close to you, holds your hand and tells you the curse can wait, he needs your forgiveness more. mad at him because he forgot something important on his way home? you’re holding hands until you forgive him—which could be all the way until you go to bed, or dragging you by your connected hands with him to the store to pick up what was forgotten. you get irritated with him in public? he’s quick to hold your hands and beg for kisses. sometimes the first years see you steaming and satoru following you like a lovesick puppy, his leash being your laced fingers and megumi just sighs and explain to yuuji and nobara that, “they’re fighting. this is their get along tactic, just leave them be.” 

[peanutheaddd]

Messy comic of my SHIT ASS AU!!!!! 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

have decided to call it dm dusk au Tehe. theres like a whole wordplay thing going on here . the kr word (not common. its js a term that exists) for meeting someone after a long time of not seeing them is haehoo. hae by itself means sun and hoo by itself means after. i was like okay sun after. and then i was like okay well sun after is like. sunset. and whats after sunset ? dusk. also the confession event happens at sunset . i assume some other important event happens during dusk in the aus main plot. Fuckkk im crazy

[elodieunderglass]

And one amang, an Iyrysch man,

Uppone his hoby swyftly ran…

WAIT HANG ON - slamming the brakes on drawing this stupid picture - do you nerds even KNOW the etymology of the word “hobby”? The thing you do for pleasure? The thing you have too many of? The thing you spend too much money on and share with your friends? The thing tumblr probably is to you? Those hobbies?

It comes from a now-kind-of-extinct breed of Irish pony-horse. It was called the Irish Hobby. Supposedly the hobby got its name from the Gaelic word obann, or swift. They definitely were. They’d obann your pants clean off.

Fast tough little bastards, built for rough terrain and renowned for their speed and stamina, hobby horses belonged to the Celts, and their highly annoying style of mounted warfare. but their conquerors liked hobby horses a lot, kept them, used them for themselves, and found them useful enough, despite the fact that they also had famously useful things like mounted knights or horse archers. A lightweight Irish warrior, mounted on a hobby horse, was called a hobelar.

Reportedly and in depictions, hobelars rode without stirrups. Or saddles. Or bridles. Or - well - this is all sounding very improbable, because the hobelars COULDNT have just been charging around basically bare-assed on naked ponies, screaming, and somehow in the process undoing the composure of actual mounted armoured knights. Knights who, I remind you, had stirrups. Stirrups are useful! It’s quite likely the hobelars had some gear. And clothes. and weapons. And the ponies probably had some tack - I am picturing a bellyband that you could at least hang a saddlebag on, and a neck rope for catching the bloody thing, even if not a saddle. But the overall impression, somehow created by people on darling little ponies, was apparently quite striking and fearful.

I mean. God Forbid People Have Hobbies.

Anyway after a while, whatever people became the British had eventually conquered all of the rough terrain that hobbies were best at, and horse archers just got sexier, and mounted knights became aristos, and all the bog and forest people had been subdued, so it was time to sunset the hobelars. but WAIT! Hobby horses are still tremendously fun and appealing! They’re so fast! and you can ride them without a saddle! Sure, they’re not up to the weight of a mounted knight, or indeed a lot of guys… but surely we can still find a use for a hobby or two? In the back garden? Somewhere?

At which point an English king decided to keep hobby horses just for fun. No military application. No further development of the technology. Not for fun. Just as expensive, pleasurable, pets. Just for the joy of the thing.

And that is how hobby (activity done purely for pleasure) comes from hobby horse (small horse) possibly from obann (swift.) they’re very interesting and you should look all this up for yourself! because it sure sounds like Elodie doing a bit, doesn’t it?

Today, Irish Hobbies are functionally nonexistent. References for drawing include the Kerry Bog Pony, the Connemara, and (I personally think) Dartmoors and Exmoors. They’re said to have lent their speed to the Irish Hunter/Sport Horse and from there to the Thoroughbred, but every damn horse in the world claims relation to the Thoroughbred, and they can’t be THAT thoroughly bred.

At any rate - you can never have enough hobbies. Just be glad that yours aren’t expensive beasts with minds of their own, eating their heads off in the pasture! …Unless they are. In which case, you’re part of a proud tradition.

[showsandstuff]

I am so conflicted about the drama in the arcane fandom regarding Meljayvik because it's all just so messy.

For one, not everyone likes every ship and that is okay. You don't have to like Meljayce or Jayvik, it's okay to only like one of the two or none at all.

But then there is the disposable black gf trope that makes this whole thing tricky. I hate this trope so damn much, it isn't fair. At all.

But then also Mel is SO MUCH more than Jayces lover in the story, like her romantic relationship with Jayce was a tiny part of her character and their relationship with each other as well. So I don't like the idea of reducing her to just that. Mel's arc this season was all about her other qualities, her intelligence, her power and her relationship to her mother, not about her love for Jayce or whatever.

I absolutely love Mel as a character. She went from someone who I thought would be a cunning villain, to this caring and intelligent leader, who will do whatever she thinks is best for her people.

Yet people always reduce her to "the girl that gets in the way of the Yaoi" or "Jayce’s love interest", like no come on?! She never got in the way of anything and she isn't just Jayce’s girlfriend. She doesn't lose her purpose if people don't like her together with Jayce, because that wasn't even what her arc was about! Free my girl!

[starry-bi-sky]

the moment im able, Danny and Bruce are going to be annoying each other On Purpose SO much in WTNS. I have an arsenal of non-bat related nicknames for Bruce on standby (that is steadily collecting more as i come across them) and ready for my disposal

Danny: Batman. Batman. Bruce: oh we’re going full name now. Danny: Batman. Bruce: hm. Danny: lean down for me Bruce, doing just that indulgently: hm? Danny, grabbing him by the shirt collar: dont start throwing stones in glass houses, batboy [Bruce was teasing him about wearing flannels]

+

Danny: mind you, i have unmitigated access to your closet Bruce: ah. i see. of course

+

Danny: sir, you are dressed as a bat, choose your next words carefully Bruce: 🤨 Danny: trust me i have nothing but respect for your commitment to the bit, but Danny: you are still dressed as a bat Danny: and i am not above taking potshots

+

Danny makes a point to thwap Bruce on the ankles with his cane when he's being annoying/a dumbass/because it's funny. Sometimes it lands, sometimes Bruce hops out of the way before that. Bruce hopping away leads to Danny continuing to try and thwap him until he succeeds

Playfighting is also a thing. And by playfighting i mean Danny is trying to bop Bruce, and Bruce is blocking him via batting his hands away. Danny will not stop until he's successfully poked Bruce in the ribs

+

bruce:…what are you doing danny, faux-punching bruce in the side. and by that i mean he is poking him the side/arm with his fists and quietly making "pow-pow-pow" noises. it doesnt even do any damage he's pr much just tapping him: danny, still faux-hitting him: bothering you danny, pausing: is it working bruce, trying not to smile:…no danny: damn danny: [goes back to faux-hitting him]

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Danny: [playfully putting his hands up defensively] Bruce: thats not how you do that Danny: you think im going for accuracy? [one-sided slap fight ensues]

[kensatou]

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera

[wallys-left-eyeball]

welcome home phone theme!!

backgrounds by me, icons by @/naomigracejackson5778 on pinterest, and of course all art by clown @:D

wallpapers + voice buttons below

ft. this thing i learned how to do………. my silly guyssssss <33

here’s the wallpapers!! they fit iphone 13/13 pro, lmk if u want modifications :D

if u share them around i would love 2 be credited <3

edit: hiii this is literally so annoying of me but thank u guys for the sweetest words on this post!!!! <33 i drew a welcome home piece a little bit ago that hasn’t really kicked off….. i would appreciate it if u could take a look as i’m really proud of it ;;;;; thank you again!!!! mwah

[morganbritton132]

Eddie, in the middle of being interviewed for a podcast, is like, oh hold on. Then fails to hit the mute button before asking, “Hey, are you done being a bitch today?”

A voice off-camera that’s definitely Steve says, “Are you done being the most annoying person on earth?”

Eddie: So no? You could have just said no.

Steve: …I could have also left you in hell

Eddie: Yeah, maybe you should’ve. I would’ve turned into a mutant vampire creature and I would’ve escaped, and then I would dedicated every day of my life to ruining yours.

Steve: You are. Currently. Ruining. My. Life.

Eddie: Yeah, yeah. You big drama queen.

Steve: I’m the dram- no, I’m not doing this. I’m taking the dog on a walk. You’re not invited.

Eddie: Didn’t want to come anyways….Love you.

Steve: Love you too. *slams door*

Eddie:

Eddie, muting himself: So anyways

[egophiliac]

Silver is finally here...he just took the title for the most beautiful card in TWST's history...

me five years ago: wow I really hope we get to see dragon Malleus someday! that'll be so nice and wonderful. I bet he's a big silly! :)

twst: :)

GOD. it occurred to me literally three hours before the anniversary stream that they might've been saving the reveal for then to just explode us all at once. this timing was EXTREMELY deliberate. thank you Twst. I can't even focus on all the Blazing Jewel stuff because Silver wielding the physical manifestation of his Complicated Dad Issues is busy eating my entire brain. and -- oh what's that? he duos with Lilia? I'M RUINED THANK YOU ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ

this is your warning that I'm going to be the most annoying person on the planet come Monday morning, thank you everybody and goodniiiiiiight

[truuskn]

i swear i will draw something normal with them but for now bear with my crack doodles and silly headcanons...

anyway. hear me out. awkward prowl makes sense. awkward prowl is cute. but i need more awkward jazz bc that is just so so funny to me. i mean...

i mean he flirts with his crush for thousands of years and then his crush suddenly does it back?? and he doesn't know what to do next??? all these years and he really hasn't once thought about what to do if prowl will decide to reciprocate his feelings??? and listen. jazz is always collected and confident, he is very very cool guy, he's able to find a way out of any situation, improvisation is his specialty... BUT sometimes even he can be caught off guard. and it happens so not often that in such moments he just turns into a deer in the headlights

[wabart]

really love all the content people have been making of Rook borrowing (or stealing) Lucanis's clothes and him getting all weird about it... please also consider, Lucanis borrowing clothes back accidentally

[rayveneyed]

bakugou katsuki proclaims, quite often, that he doesn’t have a romantic bone in his body. he snarls it — cheeks flushed an angry red — when you teasingly ask him for homemade chocolates, or to change your name in his phone to something cheesy. you’ve had him down as pumpkin from the moment you started dating, after all, and he’s long grown used to hearing baby and sweetheart and darling in place of his given name, even though he swears he hates it. you often tug at his wrist and point to bouquets of red roses, whining why don’t you ever get me those? just annoying enough to have him pulling your head under his elbow and roughly ruffling your hair, cursing the way he’s spoiled you.

kirishima got mina a heartbeat bracelet, you say pointedly, tucked under his arm on the couch and peering up at him with those eyes — those eyes that say you’re looking to push his buttons a little. (internally, he scoffs — as if he didn’t know. as if he wasn’t the one that gave shitty hair the idea in the first place. it’s just — it’s different, isn’t it, when he’s getting it for himself? for you?) shouldn’t we get something like that, baby ?

he grunts something unintelligible — something about how they’re gimmicky, how they probably don’t work, how it’d distract him when he’s kicking ass, how it’d probably melt with the use of a single howitzer impact, blah blah blah. you shrug. it’s not that big of a deal, anyway. you mostly brought it up to pull his leg a little — you know he’s not one for grand gestures like that, preferring his acts of service above all else — but for all the fight he’d put up, two heartbeat bracelets arrive at your apartment not even a week later. amazon prime expedited shipping, no less. 

he ignores you when you bring it up — lets you fasten it onto his wrist with little fanfare, the tips of his ears turning red, muttering something about he’d probably never use it, anyway, and he only got it so that you’d shut up about it all — never say i don’t do shit for you, woman!

but when he’s halfway across the world, tangled up in schemes larger than you have the capacity to think about — when you’re watching the news with teary eyes and bated breath, hands clutched to your chest, it always comes without fail: a small buzz on your wrist, gentle and thudding and rhythmic. ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.