#men over 50

[nyc-looks]

Gary, 56

“My jacket is Thom Browne, my pants and shirt Missoni, sneakers, Balenciaga, belt and bracelet Hermes.”

May 15, 2022 ∙ Williamsburg

[irene2025]

Cruising right through my favorite week of October. Our MS Gulfcoast area sponsors Cruising the Coast. As of today we have 9300 plus classic cars in the area. A popular thing to do is take a lawn chair and find a space on the beachfront Highway 90 and watch the cars pass.

This year is flying by. I’m enjoying my new life, my times with grandchildren, making new friends and spending time with family.

I’m also dating a good natured man, that makes me laugh and makes time to take me out some, call me, and get to know me. I’m in no hurry. I want to thoroughly get to know someone and them know me. That just takes time and so time will tell.

[ilovemenoverfifty]

Copybat Ch. 1

Bale!Bruce Wayne x Trans!OC

(Victoria October is a canon trans woman in the Batman comics, although I know nothing about her. My oc only shares a name and the fact she's trans) Disclaimer: I've only seen the Dark Knight Trilogy and the plot is solely based off of that and my own ideas. I hope y'all like how I captured Bruce Wayne. This is set in the time of "The Dark Knight"

Ever since reports of the Batman, the controversy, and the good he’s done for Gotham, Victoria has been full on obsessed. She’s not just any fan of his either. She’s studied his actions, methods, and ideals. Victoria understands the character of the Batman under the mask. 

There are times when the real Batman isn’t there, though, and people need him. Sure, there have been Batman copycats, but she’s going to rise above them. Victoria will be the second Batman that Gotham needs.

For days on end, she would lock herself in her home office, building her suit, 3D printing her cowl, crafting her weapons, and choosing how to present herself. Victoria doesn’t have the body of the Batman, but she can make herself look and sound masculine enough to appear as a male. Days turn into weeks until she’s finally completed the armour and costume.

Other than crafting, she’s been on autopilot, doing the bare minimum to take care of herself. She was completely focused on this project.

It was the first day back to her normal life and Victoria decided to start off strong. Before heading to work, she had worked out and she was on her way to a coffee shop. A larger man bumps into her, slamming her into a wall.

“Hey! Watch it you asshole!!” She almost screams at him, not noticing his size. Victoria’s eyes widen, noticing how much taller than her he is. She’s by no means short, but this man was almost twice her height.

“The fuck didja just call me?” He asks, punching her in the face, sending her harder into the wall and pulling her by her shirt collar. She’s frozen in fear, trying to get someone’s attention. A few people give her sympathetic looks, but no one does anything to help.

“Nothing, I’m sorry,” She squeaks. The thug stares her down for a quick second.

“Got any money on you?” Victoria nods, pulling her wallet out of her blazer pocket. She fumbles through the cash she has.

“How much?” She barely whispers.

“Just gimme the wallet and I’ll forget this happened.” He snatches the wallet from her hand, throws her back, hard, causing her to black out for a minute. When she comes to, her mind is racing a million miles a minute, unable to focus on or hear anything. She had been so confident about her fighting skills before, so why couldn’t she fight back now?

 After what seemed like hours, she heard a voice trying to get her attention.

“Are you okay?” He asks. She comes back to reality when she clearly hears a snap of two fingers. In front of her, a familiar concerned man who she couldn’t quite place in her current mental state. The two are in an alley and he’s holding her up as if he were a crutch.

“Yeah…um,” She holds her head with one hand. “I think.”

“I called an ambulance, it should be on its way.”

“No, no,” Victoria shakes her head, moving to stand up straight. Getting slammed into the wall left a nasty bruise on her shoulders and she sucks her teeth when she feels the pain. “You didn’t have to.”

“You have a concussion and need treatment.”

“I don’t have a concussion,” She insists, shaking her head. “I’m fine…”

“I need you to follow my finger with your eyes. Can you do that?” He asks, ignoring her denial. Victoria nods. “Tell me if you get a headache while doing so.” He moves his hand back and forth, and she follows it for a few seconds. Her head starts to hurt a lot, and it shows on her face. “Alright, I’ll stop. Do you remember your name?”

“Of course I remember my name,” She chuckles slightly. “It’s um…” She thinks for a minute. “Victoria… I think.”

“Alright, Victoria… Do you at least have someone you can call?”

“My boss is gonna kill me…” She groans, hardly in the right state of mind. “I need to let him know… that I won’t be in today…”

“Victoria, look at me,” He gently commands. She does so, only now realising who’s helping her.

“You’re… Bruce Wayne…” She points at him.

“That’s right,” He nods. “And I’m taking you to the hospital where you’ll get treatment for your concussion. I need you to stay awake.” Victoria is hardly listening, trying her best to stay conscious.

“You know my boss,” Her thoughts are few and far between.

“Who’s your boss? I need you to stay awake.” He asks, trying to keep her conscious, genuinely worried about her health. She gives him a blank stare for a minute.

“Lucius…Fox….I think.” Victoria’s words are slurred. 

“Alright. I’ll talk to him. The paramedics are here. They’re going to help you.” Her world is going dark as she hears the faint sound of an ambulance siren in her ears. until she blacks out again.

[thewinchestersbiitch]

How i love this man.

[featheredstorms]

i’m going to share this because i feel terrible not sharing, so i’m making another blog for my Lab Rats (including Mighty Med and Elite Force) related posts so that this one can be for my Blorbos, and my random brain blurbs :)

[montrosemerman]

#Cowboy#gayman#menover60#merman

[thirsty-flygirl]

Damn, have you guys seen Ed Burns these days?

[originalartblog]

concept: ADA!Chuuya, but All Men Are Equal gave him total control of his ability by stabilizing it and getting rid of his permanent singularity, so he reverted to his original power: enhancing others' abilities.

Bonus:

[purpleshadow-star]

I was doing some research, and I realized that Clemson, SC (where Palmetto is based on) and Columbia, SC are NOT, in fact, an hour apart from each other like they are in the books, but two hours! Idk what to think now. (First pic from Nora's old blog)

Geographic location is the same! But the distance has shrunk to one hour!

[nyc-looks]

Leonard, 66

“I'm wearing a 70s polyester blazer, 50s western shirt, oversized pleated trousers with vintage gold leopard belt buckle, cognac leather boots, straw boater with custom band, and 60s enamel flower & butterfly brooches. I'm inspired by any & everything retro & rare.”

Apr 15, 2023 ∙ Chelsea

[maturehusband]

Mature Leather

Sexy shorts and boots for you to cum over

[ilovemenoverfifty]

Copybat Ch. 2

Bale!Bruce Wayne x Trans!OC

Warnings: None. This chapter is to get the story moving further

Word Count: 1287

Victoria’s eyes flutter open and she sits up. The blood rushing to her head gives her a bigger headache on top of the one she already has. She looks around, seeing if anyone else is around. An old man in a suit is sitting near the door. He doesn’t seem to realise she’s awake.

“Hello?”

“Ah, Miss October!” He seems happy she’s alright. “You’re awake! Are you feeling any better?”

“A little… um….who are you?”

“I am Alfred Pennyworth, the butler to Master Wayne.”

“Wayne as in…”

“Bruce, yes.”

“Got it… He brought me here… right?”

“Indeed he did.” The events of that afternoon are coming back to her.

“Is he here?”

“Not at the moment, no. Master Wayne is preoccupied tonight.” The disappointed look on Victoria’s face is subtle but Alfred sees it. “He did, however, tell me to give this to you.” He stands up and walks over to her, holding his hand out to her.

“My wallet!” She takes it from his hand and goes through it. “Nothing was taken!”

“But perhaps, something was added?”

“What do you mean by--” Victoria notices a white paper and takes it out. “His business card…” She sees a phone number written in blue pen. “Is this… his personal number?”

“Master Wayne would appreciate it if you call him tomorrow.”

“The Prince of Gotham wants me to call him?” She looks up at him. “Why?” Alfred shakes his head.

“Master Wayne is quite the complicated person, I wouldn’t try to understand it if I were concussed earlier today.”

“You make a good point.” She feels her head with her hand. “Oh, Mr. Pennyworth, could you…could you turn on the news?”

“Please, call me Alfred.” He bows slightly.

“Alright then, Alfred, could you please turn on the news?”

“Any particular reason, ma’am?”

“I’ve been following the news stories surrounding the Batman,” She explains, catching Alfred’s attention.

“The Batman, ma’am?”

“Mhm!” Victoria nods. “He’s fascinating!”

“How so?”

“The man dresses like a bat and fights crime! In what world is that not fascinating?”

“You make a good point.”

“Also, he’s done more for Gotham than the police ever could! He goes straight to the source! Like with the Scarecrow?” She gushes. “The police tried arresting him for the crimes. They spend more time and effort looking for Batman than the real threats.”

“You seem to know a lot about him.”

“He’s just cool, I guess.” She shrugs, tucking her black hair behind her ear.

“I see.” He nods, turning on the television. Sure enough, it was a broadcast of a gang of thugs, tied up to be found by the police. Victoria is suddenly more awake and alert than before, watching the broadcast with such a strong intensity, Alfred could feel it standing next to her.

The Batman is such an inspiration for her, and with a little work, she could become him! She will become him, not just another copycat.

Victoria doesn’t know how long she was watching the news, but gives Alfred a glare.

“What the hell?”

“I apologise, Miss Victoria,” He nods his head. “I’ve been informed by the nurses that the broadcast is bothering other patients.” She looks sad. “Perhaps you can find this broadcast on the internet!”

“Not a bad idea,” Her voice is quiet, yawning after speaking.

“Tired?”

“Mhm…”

“I’ll let you get some rest then.” Alfred turns to walk off.

“Hey, um…Thank you, for ... .you know,” She shrugs. “Keeping me company!” Victoria smiles at him.

“But of course, ma’am.” He bows towards her. “Sleep well.” He leaves after turning off the light. It doesn’t take long for Victoria to fall into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning, she’s woken up by a nurse pressing some buttons on her vital machine.

“Good morning Miss October.” She smiles.

“Morning,” She mumbles, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. 

“You’re being discharged this morning!”

“I can go home?”

“After a visit to the front desk, absolutely!” The nurse nods. “Just give me a moment and I’ll leave for you to get dressed!”

“What ” She finishes up whatever she’s doing and leaves the room.

Victoria’s clothes are folded neatly on a table against the wall. Did Alfred do that? She gets out of bed, taking a minute to adjust her bare feet on the cold floor.

It only takes a couple minutes before she’s dressed in what she wore the day before, a black blazer, white button up, black slacks, and black ankle boots. She didn’t have a bag, so she puts her wallet back into her pocket and makes her way to the desk to check herself out.

“Hi, um, I was told I can leave?” Victoria asks the woman at the desk.

“Yes, of course!” She nods. “Can I get your name?”

“Victoria October.” She crosses her arms.

“Alright, Ms. October,” The woman types something on her computer. “Let’s get you set up with your--Oh!” She exclaims.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“Well, Ms. October, it seems as though your medical bill for this visit has been covered!” 

“Someone covered my bill?” Victoria is confused. “Who could have--” It sets in for her. The very man who brought her to the hospital.

“I’m afraid he requested to remain confidential. A guardian angel of sorts.” The woman looks apologetic.

“That’s fine,” She smiles. “Is there any paperwork I need to do before I leave?”

“Yep!” She takes a packet of papers from her desk and places it in front of her. Victoria quickly fills them out and hands them back. “Alright, Ms. October! You’re good to go!”

“Thanks,” She nods, walking out of the hospital, and turning in the direction to her apartment. Before heading that way, she decides to try the number Bruce Wayne left for her. When the phone starts ringing, she starts walking.

“Hello?” Victoria asks, hearing someone pick up.

“Yes?”

“Hi…It’s Victoria?” She’s worried she dialled the number wrong. “Bruce Wayne?”

“Victoria!” He exclaims. “How are you feeling?”

“Fine, I’m actually on my way home now!”

“That’s great!”

“Yeah… um, you paid my medical bill?”

“Do you not appreciate the gesture?” A slight tinge of fake hurt is apparent in his voice.

“No, no!” She backtracks. “I absolutely do, it’s just… You don’t even know me!”

“Sure I do!” He laughs a bit. “Your name is Victoria October, birthday October 4th, 1983, Computer Scientist at Wayne Enterprises--”

“Okay okay, I get it. You went through my stuff.” Her mind races, hoping he didn’t find a previous name.

“Not exactly,”

“No?”

“I looked at your ID at the hospital yesterday and talked to Fox last night.”

“Are you trying to prove a point?”

“You claimed I don’t know you.”

“And I still don’t! A-and you don’t know me!” She exclaims. “You can’t just pay for my bills like that.”

“And why not?” Victoria takes a deep breath.

“Because I don’t know you! Other than the fact that you’re the Prince of Gotham!” She lowered her voice when she was describing him.

“How would you feel about changing that? Maybe over dinner?”

“Are you asking me out?”

“If that’s what you want to call it!”

“When were you thinking?”

“Tomorrow night, 7:30. Alfred will pick you up.” He states.

“I keep on forgetting my address is on my ID.” Victoria sighs. “Alright, Bruce, it’s a date.” It feels weird calling him by his first name.

“I’m looking forward to it.” She can almost hear his slight smile over the phone. “Oh! And wear something nice.”

“Will do. Bye!” After she hangs up, it takes a minute for her to process what just happened. She’s reached her apartment building and is in the elevator when it dawns on her.

She has a date with Bruce Wayne!

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

Because he's the Tumblr sexyman du jour, and because sometimes queer history seems very far away, I'd like to make a quick point about Benoit Blanc. Let's assume that he's approximately the same age as Daniel Craig. DC, and therefore BB, were born in 1968, which means they were 20 in 1988, which means Benoit Blanc was coming of age as a gay man at the absolute height of the AIDS Epidemic.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk or whatever.

[featheredstorms]

i want to change my whole aesthetic based around the white men that are my father’s age and older (ahem: jensen ackles, thomas gibson, etc)

[hasarjunadoneanythingwrong]

apparently baba yaga can turn into a child, an 'enchantress' and a crone

[poly-space-nerds]

ok i’m feeling emo about spirk. like here’s the thing. in the 1960’s when women watched this space show, they saw these two men with a deep bond. and they were so interested and passionate about their relationship that they found ways the share their interest with others. making fictional stories and spreading it around in basically 60’s zines. This already is kind of incredible. it’s basically the birthplace of fandom.

but what really gets me is that more than 50 years later, people still see these funky lil space men and they create art from this bond they see. But now we get to share it on the internet for thousands to see. we get to tell stories, the same stories housewives in the 60’s did, in a second. Like people have been creating about Spock and Kirk for 50 years. similar art! similar stories! that’s just crazy to me. if i wrote a fic, how much would it have in common with a fic from 1968? It’s just cool right? to think of how many things have changed yet our passion to write about love between these characters stays.