#little bro luke

[omgahgase]

i like the idea of din introducing luke to his tribe like "and this is my lesbian sister, bo-katan. she's cool, i guess. and this is my little brother, paz" and luke thinks din's talking about ragnar so he crouches to his level and is like "hi, little guy, din's told me a lot about you" only for this giant hunk of metal man to lift luke by the scruff of his robes and be like "i hope you're treating my big brother well"

luke is utterly flabbergasted and din is warning paz to "put him down before his droid attacks you." when luke is finally back on the ground he turns to din, mildly amused and extremely confused. "you said paz was younger than you."

"he is, i'm five years older than him."

"then why is he built like a bantha?"

"we're all adopted, babe. he probably is part bantha."

[missunderstood-with-ideas]

Hera: children you have not found the love of your life if you didn’t find them in the trash!

*Sabine and Ezra both look at Kanan*

Kanan: why do you assume that I was in the trash?!

Leia: no she’s got a point

Ezra: does this mean I can space Kallus cuz Zeb didn’t find him in the trash!

Kallus: Bridger I swear

Zeb: kid….Kallus was the trash

[noramsblog]

Slip up

[milkisgrossew]

I fr don't remember drawing ANY of this I'm not even going to lie

[plantanarchy]

I really dislike the "country music went bad post-9/11" theory that so many non-country listeners spout constantly tbh. it's a little true! but it really oversimplifies how the beer trucks and country girls subgenre evolved.

there's also the snap track pop sound overproduced instrumentals i love my wife and god subgenre which is even more heinous to me.

and both of those come down to a lot of weird behind the scenes stuff going on with music labels in Nashville and with Approved radio music. it's not as though the top 40 country stuff on the radio is the pinnacle of the music in the genre being put out right now.

anyway I even think there is boobs beer country girl music that can be charming and very good music to listen to and it all comes down to good lyricism and something approaching decent instrumentals. it's not wholly the content but the presentation.

[pjshermann]

i can't find the post and i dont remember who said this but to whoever said that "if Jude had a choice between following Willem into heaven and Brother Luke into hell, he'd choose the latter" needs to start paying some emotional damage reparations because WHY would you say something so devastating

[catquenn]

The battle of Manhattan #5

A.k.a one of the saddest events in series

Thalia Grace not only have lost her ex-brother, but also she was crushed by a fucking column, had multiple panic attacks, and almost break down crying when she have learnt that Annabeth was stabbed and could not make it. She have also was touched a bit by Silena's death, but not as much as Annabeth and Clarisse, because she didn't know her that good

[nothinggold13]

*watches the prequel trilogy with the og trilogy once* GUYS I THINK I UNDERSTAND STAR WARS NOW

[chanelbootzmando]

finished reading star crossed by silvyri last night and when i say a fanfic hasn’t gut punched me like that in a long, long time bro MY FUCKING HEART. if you like the ‘they met on tatooine’ trope i highly suggest this one y’all it’s GORGEOUS UGH

[geekcavepodcast]

DC Announces "Merry Little Batman" for Prime Video

Merry Little Batman is an animated family action comedy in which a looks to be very young Damian Wayne is left alone in Wayne Manor on Christmas Eve. Damian transforms into "Little Batman" to defend his home and Gotham City from crooks and super villains.

Merry Little Batman stars the voice talents of Yonas Kibreab, Luke Wilson, James Cromwell, and David Hornsby. Mike Roth directs from a screenplay by Mogan Evans and Jase Ricci.

Merry Little Batman hits Prime Video on December 8, 2023.

[ralvezfanatic]

i have like no real lore on him other than his dog eats better than him so im just gonna personally give him some trauma myself if you dont mind

[stromer]

“Jack and Luke ripping around on the ice together for the first time as NHL bros. 😎” literally shut up ohmygod i can only take so much of this rn

[innytoes]

Inny i am so far behind on things and I am going to be honest with you, a/b/o is my fandom Can't, but: am I correct in saying it's your birthday soon?

Anyway, in honor of that and if not, just the fact that you are awesome, consider this a prompt for the a/b/o prompt and pairing you wish someone would have sent 💖

Thank you, it was my birthday on the 7th! And in honour of your prompt I went with 22: Dystopian AU, because who doesn't love a good dystopia. Except then I made it 'crack taken seriously'.

Even though he’d known it had been coming, Willie still felt a little shell-shocked. He knew he didn’t have much rights or even a say as an Omega, but he thought he’d proven to Caleb that he was worth keeping on. He’d seemed like such a nice guy when he took him in as a twelve year old orphan, an estranged brother of his dad’s. Willie always figured they were estranged because his grandparents had been hella homophobic, but now that he was older, maybe it was just because Caleb was kind of evil.

He certainly didn’t seem to have any qualms selling his nephew to Sunset Curve.

God, that sounded like something out of a bad fanfiction.

It wasn’t even that Caleb had sold him to Sunset Curve on purpose. Caleb had managed to snag Sunset Curve to play in between the regular show. Which was kind of Willie’s dream come true, since he’d been a massive fan since before the got famous. Ever since that time he’d snuck out at fifteen and found them playing in front of a club he’d been trying to sneak into.

So he hadn’t even thought about it when Caleb told him to make sure he looked presentable, like, of course he was going to. His favourite celebrities ever got a special table up front. And he hadn’t really noticed that the scent-blocking spray Caleb made him put on so he ‘wouldn’t be a distraction’ had been replaced with something else. And he didn’t think about how Caleb had let him go off his suppressants a week ago, saying something about how it was healthy to take a break every so often, and he’d get paid vacation time when he had his heat.

He just danced his heart out and tried not to laugh when Luke exclaimed, his mouth half full ‘this is a meatball sub, ohmygooood’ just as Willie was bringing out their new drinks. He shamelessly flirted a little with the entire band, but only like, as a joke. Sure they were kind of the same age but it wasn’t like Willie, an Omega waiter, had any shot with these rich and famous Alphas.

He hadn’t noticed that the table next to Sunset Curve had been watching him, too.

It wasn’t until after Sunset Curve’s show and Caleb’s ‘dessert’ were over that he noticed something was up. Because Caleb put his hand on the back of Willie’s neck and steered him right towards the reserved tables. For a hot second, Willie thought his uncle had remembered that he was a big fan of Sunset Curve, but then he was lead to the table next to them, and slowly it dawned on him.

Caleb wanted to sell him to the creepily smirking, oily-looking hedge fund manager at table two.

But before the deal could be finished, the drummer – Alex, his favourite – had leaned over and looked Caleb right in the eye and told him he’d pay ten thousand more.

Which was how he ended up on a tour bus, with a bag that Fuego had randomly shoved some of his belongings into at his feet. At least he’d been nice enough to include his skateboard.

Except unlike in the fanfictions, there was a lot of yelling going on.

“What the hell, dude?” Bobby had said almost as soon as the door closed. Reggie had guided Willie further to the back, awkward smiles and a gentle hand on his shoulder, and Willie looked out the window as the Club – his only home for the last six years – slowly disappeared from view.

Reggie had been nice, getting him a water, asking his name, asking his favourite pizza toppings, anything to distract from the shouting up front, the shaking of Willie’s hands, the tears he was trying very valiantly not to shed.

They were already nearing the city limits when Luke bit out: “Is Reggie not enough for you?”

At hearing his name, Reggie’s head jerked up, and he looked hurt. Which, what? Oh wait. Oh. Oh.

“Luke, shut up,” Bobby said, and Luke glared at him.

“What? Just because a cute Omega flirts with Alex once, all of a sudden he’s willing to-”

“No, shut up,” Bobby stressed. “Because that Omega hasn’t signed an NDA yet.”

All three of the Alphas stopped and turned to look at him, and Willie ducked his head. It wasn’t like he could do anything, anyway, now that Alex owned him. Like, signed the paperwork, got to decide if Willie gets to eat and sleep and get medical care, never mind if he was allowed to talk to anyone, owned him.

Still…

“I won’t tell anyone,” he said, because yeah, Reggie being an Omega when everyone thought Sunset Curve was an all-Alpha band was a pretty big secret. “Please, I’ll do anything. I can be a good roadie, or I can do your laundry, or whatever.” Don’t think about the stuff they want in fanfiction, don’t do it, even though he wasn’t going to lie, he’d thought about that from time to time, staring at the poster above his bed, because how could he not?

“I’m glad Alex helped Willie,” Reggie said firmly, which seemed to soften the postures of the other three band members. “Did you hear how creepy that other guy was being? Asking about his virginity and stuff? Besides, having some Omega arm candy might actually be helpful, you know?” He shot Willie a crooked grin, and Willie tried not to flush at the idea of hanging off Reggie’s arm on the red carpet. Like, even if he wasn’t an Alpha, he was still Reggie Peters, and Willie wouldn’t be faking any kind of swooning.

“He could be a good cover for Reggie’s heats,” Alex offered, nervously. “That way we don’t have to worry about any more rehab stories popping up.”

That had been last year, some gossip rag wondering why Reggie wasn’t out and about for a week off, when various members of Sunset Curve had been spotted in public. Though now that Willie thought about it, never all three of them at once. Which meant someone was probably always with Reggie, helping him… yeah, don’t think about that, or he’d go very, very flushed. Sunset Curve had played it off as food poisoning, and #poisonhotdogs had been a meme for a while, but that wouldn’t work every time.

“I can do that,” he eagerly agreed. He’d probably have to stay on suppressants then for his own heats, but if that meant he wasn’t going to be some creepy business dude’s live-in sex slave, he was all for it.

“You’re still signing an NDA,” Bobby muttered grumpily, flopping down in one of the chairs opposite of him and Reggie. “And doing laundry. Except Luke’s, I’m pretty sure that stuff is a biohazard.”

“Be nice,” Reggie warned. “Willie said he likes pineapple on pizza, so now you finally have someone who will go halfsies with you when we order pizza.”

Bobby blinked, and then shrugged. “Good enough for me,” he agreed. “Welcome aboard, Willie.”

“It’s still coming out of your money, not the band’s fund,” Luke grumbled at Alex, but he flopped down, basically on top of Bobby, so there was room for Alex to scoot in as well. Bobby just wrapped his arm around Luke’s waist, and oh, the whole ‘band as pack’ thing wasn’t something they played up for the press. They were actually like that. That was kind of nice, since so often it was just some marketing ploy.

The sight of three Alphas staring him down was kind of intimidating, though. Especially when one of them basically owned his very soul. Except Alex gave a self-conscious smile, just as cute and dorky as he was in the interviews Willie watched over and over, and he couldn’t help but smile back. Maybe it would all be okay. Maybe it would be better than a fanfiction.  

[devilishdelights]

h-h-h-heartbreaker!

[apricusapollo]

honestly, i understand the other side of stars anakin because. if my child ran away to another planet with a boy they met a week prior and got pregnant before i could ever get there to drag them back home, i would lose my fucking shit too.

[stefanoavvisati69]

Merry Little Batman: il corto animato per un natalizio speciale

Il mondo di Batman si prepara a un’epica avventura natalizia con il corto animato “Merry Little Batman“, annunciato ufficialmente da Amazon Prime Video. Il cortometraggio segue le gesta di Damian Wayne, il giovane erede dell’eredità di Batman, mentre si trova ad affrontare il Joker durante il periodo natalizio, proteggendo Gotham City e la dimora dei Wayne mentre il Cavaliere Oscuro è impegnato…