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Something possessed be to draw Tim Drake a new uniform in math class. Because seriously, WHAT is that Red Robin costume?

Anyways can we vote to change his name to Cardinal or something?

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Jason showing up at Dick's precinct in Bludhaven in the full Red Hood costume: hey Dick, look at this huge moth that I found --

Dick: get that out of here --

Jason: *releases mutant moth into the precinct and runs out* whoops, there it goes

Dick: you fucker --

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So cute!! || littlewolfiebird

Music: Rachel Platten•Better Place

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"ai is making it so everyone can make art" Everyone can make art dipshit it came free with your fucking humanity

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Star Trek: The Next Generation Season 2 Episode 9 "The Measure of a Man" is just.....damn. Damn. Love Data, love Riker, love Picard...just damn. Philosophy at its finest.

I hope when humans eventually do create machines like Data, they will remember this episode. I think it's important.

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what if?

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I think its fantastic that the main characters of Invasion (Apple TV) are a badass single Syrian mother of two kids, a black American soldier with relationship issues, a lesbian Japanese JASA worker, and a gaggle of small British kids.

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It is legitimately amazing. Well written, great sound, likeable characters, fantastic setting and creature design, with suitably scary aliens that aren't too horror-esque.

Is anyone else watching Invasion on Apple TV???

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A new migrant’s perspective on how Tumblr works

So, basically, how Tumblr works is this:

We are all, all of us, in a series of caves. Some of the inhabitants of the caves have dug little holes or access routes to the surface, where strange things like blue tweeting birds dwell. Some of us have fled here from a site the alien rules, and a few of us are splitting our time between their weirdly bright and shining domes and our comfy moss-covered holes.

From within your cave, you can dig tunnels. Some people choose to dig tunnels up to the top of other peoples’ caves just to observe. Occasionally they might sneak down and steal a choice morsel to drag back to their own hoard, sometimes they just observe. Some tunnels don’t lead to the caves owned by other individuals, but instead to dumping grounds where people shove copies of things that they think are related to a single topic. There’s no actual rules to that, per-se, it’s just a sortve rule by collective consensus about what kinds of things should go in that cave. Sometimes things get shoved in there which don’t really belong, but that’s fine too.

Some people cultivate their caves to reflect their own specific sets of interest - maybe their hoard has a theme, a motif, a genre. Some people just grab whatever looks shiny and show it off to whoever comes by to look.

When you find something that’s interesting, you can - and should - grab it and run back to your cave and put it on display. As everyone knows, piracy isn’t stealing, since it makes a copy, so the original is left untouched. That’s how things spread down here. There’s no real pacing to it, so sometimes someone will make a thing, show it off, and no one will notice that it’s there until later, at which point it might take off running through the caves as everyone grabs a copy. Sometimes it does that in fits and starts. Sometimes it hits a particularly nutrient rich patch of the caves and grows way out of control, far beyond its original creator’s intentions. Like a slime mold that hit a big ol batch of protozoa. The slime mold thing is probably more accurate than it should be.

The point isn’t the spread, though. Tumblr works opposite of how most other big content sites like Facebook and Reddit and Twitter work. In all of those, the point is to yell at the top of your lungs and get as many people to hear you. If you can’t get enough people to hear you, you might spend billions to buy the platform and try to buy more of an audience that way, because the audience is the point.

On Tumblr, instead, the audience is irrelevant. The treasures you can bring back to your cave are the point. The point is to hoard and collect and grow your shinies. It’s nice to show them off (because who doesn’t like it when their hoard is admired?) but it’s the having and the getting, not the giving.

it’s more work than reddit or facebook or twitter, because no one is out here trying to tell you what should go in your hoard. Everyone everywhere else has strong feelings on what kind of kitsch and treasures and knickknacks you should have. Here, you have to dig. You’ll find a lot of trash in the process, but you have the choice of where your tunnels lead, and which garbage pi… other people’s hoards you’re sifting through, so it’s a friendly sort of grubbing in the dirt that feels comfy once you’re used to the muck.

I like it here.

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dick accidentally pulled over in a moment of panic

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At 18, everyone receive a superpower. Your childhood friend got a power-absorption, your best friends got time control, and they quickly rise into top 100 most powerful superheroes. You got a mediocre superpower, but somehow got into the top 10. Today they visit you asking how you did it.

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Netflix Original Style: Time (to Protect You) by Blueseabird2

(Throughout Infinity)

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nimona is the opposite of the lone wolf and cub trope. the feral child adopts the sad dad. she broke into his house and said I'M HERE NOW NO TAKE BACKSIES.

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THIS IS NOT A DRILL I haven’t seen anyone talking about this on my dash so HEADS UP BUTTERCUPS!

NIMONA MOVIE OUT JUNE 30TH ON NETFLIX!!!!!!! :D :D :D

I’m beside myself it looks so good :D

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Everybody always paints the idea that Sith Obi-wan would still be a flirt, just evil, but what if he kinda mixed up his personality so when he fights it’s silently, with a cold glare and venom in his heart?

What if his attacks are quiet and vicious and brutal, completely at odds with his previously composed and graceful moves?

What if his smile is empty but sharp, a warning and a promise all in one?

What if Obi-wan Kenobi isn't really Obi-wan Kenobi, not anymore?