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this “f1 is for the girlies” push to try and commodify the sport so you can be a “paddock princess” and essentially a pretty object is just repackaged misogyny. girls like CARS. girls like strategy and combustion engineering and aerodynamics and race analysis and RACING. i don’t want to be sold a lingerie set based on who my favourite f1 team is, i want a sensible and flattering team shirt that actually fits my body shape.

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bruce and jason don’t really chat

bruce and jason don’t really chat. they talk, sure, as batman and red hood but only ever on missions. surely they communicate somehow, though.

or

bruce can’t find the words

red hood is in the batcave—something about two face or clayface operating near crime alley and jason may just have some intel, but that’s it. he came straight from his own patrol; guns still warm with the heat of battle sitting on the main desk, leather jacket shrugged over the back of the chair which he threw it on dick, who threw it on tim who tossed it on the floor (alfred picked it up, poor man). he’s been there for no more than 45 minutes, sat on the chair with dick leaning along the back, while tim’s sat himself on the desk that bruce is leaning on. they’re getting nowhere, mostly because dick and jason can’t stop bickering, when bruce promptly pushes away from the desk, cape flourishing. the batkids are too engrossed in conversation to give much notice to how two of jason’s guns went with him.

let me be clear about something—bruce has a rock solid set of beliefs he’s unwilling to budge on and one of them is being (mostly) strictly anti gun. there are more efficient ways to capacitate goons and, in his experience, they’re far too costly. it’s like his fifteenth bat-rule (behind don’t let damian drive the batmobile). but bruce is a creature of habit and can’t help but busy himself with caring for his kids which apparently includes carefully taking apart jason’s guns and…cleaning them? he’s walked over to the weaponry level of the batcave, found an old solvent and a bat-themed cloth and got to work.

jason only notices when he stands to leave, sliding the leather jacket from the back of the chair with popping joints when he notices his weapons gone. there’s a momentary freak out which turns into him yelling at dick and then lowering his voice to ask alfred who just nods to where bruce is.

bruce and jason still don’t really chat, even dressed in their attire, they aren’t on a mission so there’s no reason to, but that doesn’t mean they don’t communicate. jason helps bruce assemble the guns together, swiping a section of the kevlar bat-cape to wipe off excess cleaning solution and, before he turns to leave, jason sways to bump his shoulder against bruce’s. it’s not rough, infact bruce barely notices (had jason not picked up the habit a decade before as a boy), but it says everything they both need it to:

“thank you for putting me above your beliefs. just this once” or “thank you for caring” or maybe something else either can’t bring themselves to say and likely won’t ever. so, still bruce and jason don’t really chat but they don’t need to right now.

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The Batcave has a “Do Not Talk To Me” couch. It’s sacred. It’s unspoken. It’s real.

okay so. picture this:

the batcave has one couch. it's in the corner. it’s hideous. it’s like beige or green or something equally offensive to every one of their aesthetics. no one likes the couch.

and that is exactly why it became sacred.

because one night jason just. drops onto it. full gear. bleeding. absolutely done with life. says nothing. doesn’t even take off the helmet. sits there in silence for 3 hours and then leaves.

next week tim uses it. sits there post-mission. face in hands. someone tries to ask if he’s okay and jason throws a batarang at them.

and thus it began.

Rules of the Do Not Talk To Me Couch:

You sit there? No one speaks to you.

You cry? No you didn’t.

You eat cold noodles off your chest at 4 a.m.? That’s sacred time.

If someone tries to comfort you? They are excommunicated for 12 hours.

Dick (sitting on the couch):

Damian: Grayson, are you—

Jason (from across the cave): HE’S ON THE COUCH.

Jason: I don’t make the rules.

Steph: You LITERALLY made the rules.

Jason: And I am the defender of the rules. There’s a difference.

one time damian storms in. covered in blood. absolutely furious. 10/10 rage goblin energy. throws his sword. marches to the couch. sits. arms crossed. steaming.

tim takes one look at him and goes: “i’m making tea.”

jason: “that’s acceptable. tea is allowed. talking is not.”

bonus:

once bruce sits on it.

and the ENTIRE CAVE goes silent.

tim literally freezes mid-typing. cass stops mid-flip. jason just mutters “oh shit.”

they all leave. immediately.

the couch is not ready for bruce.

extra bonus:

alfred vacuums around the couch. never says a word. leaves snacks in a silent offering. once placed a weighted blanket gently on jason’s shoulder. that’s different. he’s allowed.

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The second Robin being Wonder Woman's favorite

Wonder Woman: Alright, we're all exhausted, and I’m not feeling the best right now, but if we head—

Robin!Jason suddenly interrupted, stepping forward with a bright smile.

Robin!Jason: You’re really strong and pretty... You look like a model who’s also a soldier, and I just wanted to say that... Because you mentioned feeling unappreciated. You’re a hero, and I’m glad to know you.

Robin!Jason quickly hid behind his father’s cape as Batman groaned, especially annoyed as Wonder Woman’s tough exterior paused briefly. She clasped her hands together and smiled warmly at the compliment.

Batman: Do you need a minute?

Wonder Woman (regaining her composure): Quite the opposite. I feel a thousand times better, thanks to your sidekick here—who I imagine is a great fighter as well.

Robin!Jason (whispering behind the cape): Batman, psst— I think she likes me!

Batman sighed, annoyed. He cast a glance at Nightwing, who crossed his arms, walking off with a jealous grumble.

Batman: Maybe I should’ve gotten an animal sidekick.

Robin!Jason: Hey, I am a delight. Thank you very much.

Batman: Fair point.

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When Jason was little, he wanted to sound as intimidating as he could for Robin, and so copied Batman’s behaviour and voice, and would also imitate Dick because he was the first Robin and just so cool Jason couldn’t help look upto him as the standard (still is to a certain extent for present day Jason though he’ll never admit it).

So today, Jason can not only perfectly embody their body language so much so that if you couldn’t see his face you would think it’s them, he can also uncannily mimic their voices.

He uses this to their utmost advantage and it results in chaos every time. Just image scenarios like you’re in Gotham trying to rob houses in peace at night, you hear “Well well well something darks happening.” and of course you’re fucked but it’s Nightwing so you’re not that fucked and when you look to the source of the sound you find yourself staring down the feared crime lord Red Hood aiming a bazooka at you.

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thinking about how cold gotham gets at night and since jason (&dick)’s robin suits only have short sleeves and no pants they shelter under bruce’s cape for warmth, standing in front of him with their little heads peeking out of the front. the occasional prod of a bat-tool or the rough kevlar cape doesn’t seem to deter them because there’s nothing like sinking back into the familiar warmth on a long, cold gotham night.

for jason, it first happened during a stakeout sometime in november when the cold had settled in over a month ago and the wind bit with a vitriol only gotham at night could produce. school was out for the week so bruce saw no harm in letting jason stay out most of the night on a lead he wasn’t 100% sure on. some just-bankrupt company that’s just had hundreds of thousands of dollars put into their reemergence and (according to some less-than reputable intel) and two face was allegedly involved but it’s not looking good. they’ve been out for hours at this point and jason’s starting to shiver, so bruce (who’s still reeling from whatever happened with dick) tentatively walks over to where jason’s standing and wordlessly mirrors what became instinct with dick and flourishes his cape over jason who sinks back into the warmth, relishing in the soft pressure of bruce’s arms against his shoulders, hands clasping at the top of jason’s chest. for the first few moments, jason indulges in the warmth until the tip of his nose pinks and he’s having to nuzzle into the length of cape that covers bruce’s arms to stop the biting cold, but at least he’s not so upset about the bust anymore.

dick first experienced it when him and bruce had been dragged into a long investigation at a crime scene in south heights where bruce was entertaining an extensive conversation with commissioner gordon. dick stood beside bruce, fiddling with his own cape, after talking to everyone that would entertain a conversation with him about the case or literally anything else when the conversation finally stilled as gordon answered a question from one of his men. bruce took the opportunity to grab at dicks shoulders with a gentle squeeze and a whispered “soon, chum”, pulling him flush against his front, cape draping over dicks shoulders. at this point, dick’s relatively tall (taller than jason would be at the same age) so he stands just under the bat symbol and is able to comfortably slot himself against his dad. turning back around, gordon stalls for a moment, startled at the face of the little boy wonder peeking out of the dark knights cape (whose face is as stoic as ever, contrary to the beaming light that is little dick from under the cape) before letting out a curt chuckle in the deep of his throat and continuing with what he was saying.

bonus: the first time it happens to damian, he reacts defensively, grabbing at bruce’s arm and heaving him over himself to land bruce flat on his back with a pained huff (no one is surprised) (bruce cries later, probably).

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reminder that whilst yet another premiere of the F1 movie hits the world with its misogynistic representation, today June 23rd we celebrate the International Women in Engineering Day🤍

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Not me scrolling through the Conclave tag only to see no one talk about the deliberate positioning and framing of the women in this movie.

Pulling up this movie I completely expected to only encounter Sister Agnes as the one woman we see in the trailer, the conclave a space that has been kept from the female members of the church. Now, color me surprised when I started the movie and most of the establishing shots we got were focused on all the women working in the Vatican.

And it is such a deliberate choice, it does the film a disservice not to talk about it.

Because while Cardinal Lawrence is having his fifteenth breakdown during sequestering and Bellini finds the ambitious asshole within himself, Ray does all the leg work, and Bel---- we see the women work.

We see the kitchens, we see them cook, we see them stand aside. Most of the time when the Cardinals are conspiring it is the women who interrupt because they are busy working, walking, running errands.

And there is power in that.

I think it is very deliberate how often (and with such lingering gaze) the camera shows us the lives of the other half - partially to connect to the wider themes of the movie, on how Bellini asks for women to get more power but never thanks them, and how Benitez stumps them all by thanking the women preparing their meals when asked to say the prayer (considering his own probably tumultuous relationship to gender within the church).

But it also stands in direct opposition to a long tradition in story telling: servants don't exist. How often the heroes of a regency romance are "alone" because the two hand maidens and three maids don't really count.

Conclave doesn't do that.

It doesn't let us look away.

Between all the petty drama, the politics, and the real life consequences of the conclave, we never stop looking at the people doing all the work.

Yes, we follow the ups and downs of Lawrence and Co, but in doing so the movie reminds us again and again of the women working the kitchen.

And that was just such a powerful artistic choice in a movie about a famously misogynistic church... I loved it. And I had to talk about it.

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URGENT HELP 🚨🚨

Today we transferred my little daughter to the hospital because she is suffering from an infection that is affecting his breathing and causing him pain. I hope that every living conscience will help us save my little daughter’s life and donate any amount we can.

Please help us, donate and share

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Save my daughter's life farah !!!

She is dying 😭😭, We went to the hospital because she has a vitamin deficiency and anemia. I need a lot of money to leave the country to treat my daughter.

Please donate and share to save my daughter Farah's life.

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Hello 👋

I'm Ghada from the Gaza Strip. After the war intensified and shattered our lives, my family and I were forced to flee to the southern part of the strip. We lost our home, our dreams, and everything we had built over the years. We are now living in a school for displaced people, searching for hope amidst the darkness.

We are reaching out to your compassionate hearts. My family and I are in desperate need of your help, whether by sharing the link to our campaign or through donations, so we can escape this tragic situation and travel to start a new life far from destruction and pain 🙏🏻💔.

Every contribution, no matter how small, carries with it the possibility of a better life for us. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts 🌹.

vetted by @gazavetters (no. 6) !

go fund me :

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rb seb gifs bcs i love himmmm

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Recently there has been a fall in engagement with Palestinian content on tumblr, and for those of us who are helping Palestinians fundraise it is very obvious that this has happened directly after the very public smear campaigns, carried out by some racist users with significant followings.

It seems half the site somehow found it easier to believe in the horseshit about “belgian scam rings” and “russian botnets” in an effort to justify their apathy towards genocide victims, and the other half seems to think that everything is over and that the evil was defeated just because some racist bloggers got run off the site after giving half-hearted apologies that did nothing to mitigate the damage they had done.

THERE ARE PEOPLE STILL IN DIRE NEED OF HELP !! There are people who are still getting death threats from zionists every day and have to stay on this godforsaken website because their gofundmes haven't reached their endgoals yet...

I'm going to keep this brief:

Siraj's ( @siraj2024 ) family including his parents, and his five siblings and their families were displaced during the recent attacks by IOF on deir al balah

This means there are now 23 family members that Siraj is the sole provider for at the moment. 

10 of those members are young children.

Siraj's wife, Halima, is having a terrible flareup of eczema and his children are suffering from skin infections and badly need medical attention.

This whole family has been living in unhygienic conditions in 2 tents, packed like sardines during this heatwave, leading to spread of infections between them as well– all during a time where hygiene products have become unaffordable due to the israeli blockade, and when water has become scarce, and kids cant even receive life saving vaccinations during polio epidemic.

All this while everyday siraj risks his life trying to reach out to us from an internet point amidst violence and shelling from the IOF in what once was a “humanitarian safe zone”, even more desperately than before because–

THIS FUNDRAISER IS NOW THE ONLY LIFELINE FOR FIVE FAMILIES INSTEAD OF JUST ONE !!

Currently at $55,614/ $82,000 CAD

TIME IS RUNNING OUT!! We have to get to 60k by thursday i.e WITHIN THE NEXT THREE DAYS!! DONATE AND BOOST

Vetting link #219

If you want additional incentive to donate, pls check out:

Art raffle here (ending in 4 days!!!) - where you get to win this zine as a prize as well for as low as $5 for 1 entry, please dont miss it !!

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Recently there has been a fall in engagement with Palestinian content on tumblr, and for those of us who are helping Palestinians fundraise it is very obvious that this has happened directly after the very public smear campaigns, carried out by some racist users with significant followings.

It seems half the site somehow found it easier to believe in the horseshit about “belgian scam rings” and “russian botnets” in an effort to justify their apathy towards genocide victims, and the other half seems to think that everything is over and that the evil was defeated just because some racist bloggers got run off the site after giving half-hearted apologies that did nothing to mitigate the damage they had done.

THERE ARE PEOPLE STILL IN DIRE NEED OF HELP !! There are people who are still getting death threats from zionists every day and have to stay on this godforsaken website because their gofundmes haven't reached their endgoals yet...

I'm going to keep this brief:

Siraj's ( @siraj2024 ) family including his parents, and his five siblings and their families were displaced during the recent attacks by IOF on deir al balah

This means there are now 23 family members that Siraj is the sole provider for at the moment. 

10 of those members are young children.

Siraj's wife, Halima, is having a terrible flareup of eczema and his children are suffering from skin infections and badly need medical attention.

This whole family has been living in unhygienic conditions in 2 tents, packed like sardines during this heatwave, leading to spread of infections between them as well– all during a time where hygiene products have become unaffordable due to the israeli blockade, and when water has become scarce, and kids cant even receive life saving vaccinations during polio epidemic.

All this while everyday siraj risks his life trying to reach out to us from an internet point amidst violence and shelling from the IOF in what once was a “humanitarian safe zone”, even more desperately than before because–

THIS FUNDRAISER IS NOW THE ONLY LIFELINE FOR FIVE FAMILIES INSTEAD OF JUST ONE !!

Currently at $55,614/ $82,000 CAD

TIME IS RUNNING OUT!! We have to get to 60k by thursday i.e WITHIN THE NEXT THREE DAYS!! DONATE AND BOOST

Vetting link #219

If you want additional incentive to donate, pls check out:

Art raffle here (ending in 4 days!!!) - where you get to win this zine as a prize as well for as low as $5 for 1 entry, please dont miss it !!

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here's list of Palestinians who have reached out to me, please donate if you can

posted august 23rd 2024

@ahmed-mohammed1 vetted here €4,935/€30,000

@hadeelmekki vetted here €15,295/€35,000

@mohiy-gaza vetted here $17,546/$31,000

@yazanfamilly vetted here €10,695/€50,000

@olagaza vetted here (line 205) $29,723/$50,000

@ahmedalnabeeh11 vetted here €23,008/€30,000

@save-mohamed-family vetted here (line 192) $9,946/$50,000

@wafaaresh6 vetted here €28,300/€100,000

@atalah-mohammed vetted here €12,735/€82,000

@abdullahgaza vetted here (line 81) €81,851/€120,000

@save-ahmed-family1 €1,023/€20,000

@asmaayyad vetted here €11,646/€45,000

@bisanalbalawi18 vetted here €37,551/€50,000

@ezzaldeens-blog €297/€20,000

@yousefjehad3 vetted here (line 255) $3,487/$15,000

@hanaa-yousef vetted here (line 246) £11,071/£20,000

@noor-alanqar vetted here €20,427/€40,000

@mahmoud-1995 vetted here $11,709/$50,000

@sabahfamily £7,570/£50,000

@fatma--gaza vetted here €5,530/€20,000

@nisreensuhail vetted here €1,984/€50,000

@sameer-family vetted here $2,259/$50,000

@abdelmutei €10,718/€25,000

@safaabed8 vetted here €28,261/€90,000

@kareem-family vetted here €7,252/€20,000

@ahmedhelllis vetted here €10,473/€80,000

@asmaamajed2 vetted here $3,570/$50,000

@shimaajoj2 €3,302/€50,000

@nourfamily1989 vetted here $14,240/$90,000

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fundraising on here is genuinely making me cynical in ways that feel so fucking foul, do you know how it feels to sit here trying to come up with 'strategies' to tell a new interesting story every day to get people's attention for someone surviving a literal genocide. like genuinely i do not want to believe that most people are so thoughtless and careless that they would turn away from mohammed and his family simply because one of my posts doesn't catch their attention like a youtube thumbnail but what am i supposed to think when every 18–24 hours the campaign stagnates again because i miscalibrated and people didn't see a perfectly cute kid photo or enough coloured text. idek what to say i wish that i had a million krona and i would just fund the whole thing and not ever think about how to package a story so that a genocide can generate compelling social media posts day in and day out. it's the polar fucking opposite of how i ever want to think about this atrocity it makes me feel dirty and slimy and not even dirty enough to be reliably succeeding. i just want people to fucking care enough for them to buy a packet of biscuit rations on the black market and it's like pulling fucking teeth