#Swing Swing Swing
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lame little fight
#swing swing swing#fabes is like. baby this isn't you#tried to save boldy from getting punched in the face and faileddddddd#brock faber#matt boldy#minnesota wild
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Amaretto: I need to test out this new armor. Chai: I can help!
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I swing both ways With an ax
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Treat Williams in Steven Spielberg's war comedy "1941".
(The jazz standard "Swing swing swing" was arranged by John Williams.)
#treat williams#treat williams rip#rip treat#rip treat williams#steven spielberg#spielberg#comedy#movies#movie#film#films#dance#jazz#swing swing swing#john williams#Youtube#swing#swing music
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Tim: Bruce, I’m gay
Bruce: oh
Tim: oh?
Bruce: I mean you being gay sort of ruins the entire edgy thing the batfamily has going on
Tim: what?
Bruce: because you’re gay.. you’re happy..??
Tim: when Dick uses the term gay he means something different than me
Dick, poking head into room: no we mean the same thing, I just didn’t want to explain it to him
Tim: no Bruce, I’m bisexual, I’m into men and woman
Bruce: oh, congrats? Me too?
Tim: WHAT?!
Dick: Superman was my co parent at one point I definitely saw them kiss
Tim: again, WHAT?!
#dc#batman#tim drake#batfamily#batfam#red robin#robin#bruce wayne#dick grayson#richard grayson#nightwing#comics#incorrect quotes#Bruce swings both ways#I mean did Tim did Nightwing’s disco phase?
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thinking abt the skywalkers apart au again <3
(commission info // tip jar!)
#i love this au bc padme's like ok political subterfuge i can do that and i have handmaidens and family to help with that and raising luke#whereas anakin's like WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T SWING A LIGHTSABER AT MY PROBLEMS ANYMORE AND IM RAISING A BABY ALONE I ALMOST WENT DARKSIDE#skywalkers apart au#padme amidala#luke skywalker#anakin skywalker#leia organa#padmé amidala#skywalker family#star wars#my doods
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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.
#batman#dc comics#kid!tim#I love those fics#they need to make Nightwing a little more unhinged tho#like I would expect both Jason and Dick to hate each other until they find a common enemy (Bruce)#and annoy the shit out of him#or until they find stalker Timothy Drake following them are met with a bought of brotherly concern so strong they don’t even blink an ey#they don’t even care when tim accidentally calls them by their civilian name#they just look at each other and kidnap him#Tim’s just along for the ride#he gets to swing with them through Gotham (so cool!!) and ride nightwings motorbike!!! and see the batcave!!!#little eight year old Tim’s dream come true#tim Drake#Jason Todd#dick Grayson#Robin#Nightwing#bruce wayne#batfamily#batfam#mine
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A Woman lighting a cigarette near a cafe window Gordon Parks, Paris, 1964
#girlblogging#this is a girlblog#vintage aesthetic#marilyn monroe#lana del rey#jane birkin#vintage fashion#lana del rey aesthetic#girlblog#1960s#1960s fashion#1960s movies#1960s style#1960s films#sixties#swinging 60s#swinging london#swinging sixties#60s style#60s fashion#60s aesthetic#60s#60s movies#60s icons#1960s aesthetic#dollcore#dollete aesthetic#cozycore#cozy aesthetic#fashion
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How I like to think FNAF Golden duo works,,
#myart#chloesimagination#comic#fnaf#five nights at freddy's#fnaf fanart#fnaf movie#fnaf cassidy#dave afton#fredbear#golden freddy#golden duo#fnaf 4#I like to think Cassidy and Dave affect each other#so if one feels a certain way#the other will also feel it#so when Dave really starts to cry Cassidy will cry by proxy#and when Cassidy is really angry Dave feels it too by proxy#and this extends to most high emotions they feel#I could see they could bump heads over it too#but more or less learned how to deal with thr others mood swings
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Oh, this is incredible.
Improv swing dance to a Todrick Hall song?
And they killed it!
ETA *thanks to the people who pointed out my oops. Idk why I said RuPaul??!
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Consider: Post-canon Zuko wakes up in the body of his childhood self, the morning of That War Meeting. Would he still speak against the plans, knowing his fate? What do you think he would do differently the second time around?
"Turned away at the doors, Zuzu?"
"Shut up, Azula," her brother sulked. But sulked weirdly, after staring at her too long and too wide-eyed, not like she'd surprised him but--
But like he hadn't expected her to be there. At all.
He turned away. ...He turned back. "Hey, Lala? Do you think you could help me practice that one set?"
He didn't meet her eyes.
She narrowed hers. "Which set?"
"The one I'm bad at."
She scoffed. Pushed away from the wall she'd been leaning against. "That's all of them, Dum-Dum."
He didn't shout or stomp or yell about the nickname. His lips twitched.
"It's okay," he said. "If you're afraid you won't be a better teacher that my instructor..."
It was the most obvious manipulation ever.
Perhaps if he proved an adequate firebending student, she'd work on his courtly survival skills next. Honestly, it was good that not even Uncle Gets-Cousins-Killed had been fool enough to take Zuko into that war meeting. She could only imagine how terribly that could have gone.
"Keep up," she said, and turned her steps towards the training grounds.
He did. There, and during the katas she ran him through.
Azula kept her eyes narrowed.
"Hey," he asked, "do you know how to bend lightning yet?"
As if he could have missed it, if she'd been able to get more than sparks. "I will soon," she said.
"You will," he agreed, and flowed through his next set. The one she'd only just mastered.
Father didn't notice how weird Zuzu was being. Uncle never noticed anything. Zuko ate dinner and asked a servant for seconds and didn't stutter or flinch or lose his appetite when father asked, coolly, what he'd done with his day. Azula's shoulders tensed, because one mention of how she'd squandered her own training time teaching him--
"Azula hogged the training grounds. For hours," Zuzu scowled, exactly like a petulant thirteen year old.
Exactly like he hadn't been acting all day.
By the time Father was looking her way, Azula had her usual smirk in place. "I'm sure there would be room for both of us," she said, "you're not afraid of a little friendly fire, are you, brother?"
Zuko sulked. And ate his seconds, like he was enjoying each bite. There was something in his eyes, like a joke no one else was getting.
---
Father died that night. A heart attack. There were the faintest of burns to either side of the treacherous organ; the royal physician hypothesized that he'd grabbed at his chest, fingers burning hot in his final moments; so hot they'd only exacerbated the problem.
The royal physician would never have been brought any victims of lighting strikes. Those that occurred in the capital did not generally require a doctor in the aftermath.
Zuzu ate a hearty breakfast.
He didn't order seconds. Azula gave him points, at least, for not being tacky.
---
The sages named Iroh as regent.
They named Zuko as Fire Lord.
"No," the tiny Fire Lord in his perfectly miniaturized Fire Lord robes said, sitting at the head of his war council. "We're not doing that. And I'll be reviewing all recent battle plans, as well. What's this I hear about a division of new recruits being deployed to the front?"
He did not mention how he'd heard of the 41st Division. No one asked.
"Prince Iroh, surely--" one of the generals tried to appeal.
The young Fire Lord's regent was looking as startled as the rest of them, for a moment. Then he sipped his tea, and smiled.
"Your Fire Lord is correct, of course. A change in our leadership--a change the other nations may mistakenly view as weakness--will necessitate a change in our strategy."
"Now," said their lord, "what, exactly, is our overall objective in this war?"
War, the new Fire Lord decreed, was not an end unto itself.
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The new Fire Lord continued to have time, to pretend to be trained by her. Azula watched him. Adjusted her footwork. Did not tolerate, and was not offered, any commentary on who was teaching who.
"What did you do with my brother?" she asked, as they flowed from one set to the next. As her hands, poised to throw fire, just so happened to be pointed his way.
He missed a step. It didn't look like an act.
"I'm, uh. Right here?"
She didn't bother to dignify that.
He didn't bother to look worried about her hands, one movement off from a true attack.
He looked around, then grabbed her sleeve, and tugged her further from any walls that may hide ears. The royal family's private training grounds were wonderfully large, and wonderfully open.
"It's me," he said. "It's still me. Just. More of me? Longer of me?"
She narrowed her eyes. A familiar expression, by this point. "Explain."
"...I found the Avatar," he said. "And this is definitely his fault, but--but I guess it started at a war meeting, when I was thirteen."
Azula listened. It was a very Dum-Dum story.
#Zuko blue spiriting off to kill a man: mom would be so proud <3#Regent Iroh is left to wonder when his nephew learned to brew a decent cup of calming tea#and also managed to develop an impressively fleshed out plan to transition the Fire Nation economy from war to industry#Hakoda looking down at an invitation to meet for formal peace negotiations: why does it say to bring my children#Kya: he's only thirteen. maybe he doesn't know which way he swings yet?#in another timeline Kya would have been killed by the same crew that was instead tasked to carry this message#sssh let's pretend the timing works#Azula: no but really give me one good reason not to tattle on your time-traveling possibly-just-a-body-stealing-spirit self to Uncle#Zuko: you could tattle on me#or#I could tattle on him#Hey Azula. Did you know Uncle left a breeding pair of dragons alive?#egg field trip egg field trip egg field trip#avatar the last airbender#atla#Zuko#Azula#fire lord Zuko#ficlet
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Bear likes to swing
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Chikorita haters are weak. Like yeah maybe she looks like a disembodied anime girl face got stuck onto an underripe tomato but I will never hate a woman for looking like a goofass. That’s her right!
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going absolutely fucking insane over solas dragonage. he used to be a spirit. he was meant to be bisexual. he hates tea but still drinks it. he murdered the two people he loved most in the world. he pissed magic once (maybe). he pondered an orb. he played strip poker with blackwall. he sundered the fade from the waking world. he created the blight. he sent bitchy letters to elgar'nan. he's great at chess but then lost to a random named after a chess piece. he co-parented a spirit. he murdered the other co-parent. he speaks in iambic pentameter. he imagines the sight of you being dominated would be fascinating. he ghosted his ex for a year and then yanked their arm off. he loves frilly cakes. his greatest fear is dying alone. he's bald.
#i am a wild pendulum swinging between the 8 minute solas punching dai speedrun and 2 hr long the full solavellan story youtube videos#that's my cringefail wet cat malewife#that's my sworn enemy toxic ex#IK IT'S NOT ACTUALLY IAMBIC PENTAMETER DEAR G O D LET ME LIVE PEOPLE#solas#datv spoilers#veilguard spoilers
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girl temple worship
#the girls are back and swinging#jayvik#yuri#jayce talis#viktor arcane#jayvik fanart#jayce x viktor#art#fanart#arcane#arcane fanart
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