#smarm

[abloobloobloo]

The fact that this motherfucker's response was not to attempt to refute the OP's points in any way -- he can't refute them, because they're all completely true -- but instead to make a giant, whiny, disingenuously smarmy rant about how she's being too mean uwu ...really shows how much less than fucking worthless his worldview is.

What a stupid fucking piece of shit.

And that's not even getting into the sheer temerity of his other responses (yes, he made multiple responses to that post, which was responding to a screenshot of his TWITTER account), including accusing her of STALKING him because "how could she have found the post she was responding to" ig (while conveniently ignoring the fact that he went out of his way to respond to a post that never mentioned him by name, and simply used a post from an entirely different platform) before walking back that allegation for obvious fucking reasons, and straight-up accusing her of anti-Semitism because she...said "isntreal" to refer to Israel, I think???? Like that's literally the only thing that could be remotely construed as antisemitic in her entire fucking post and yet he just straight-up calls her an "antisemitic edgelord" anyway with his whole fucking chest

and then there's the utter fucking audacity of this man to get on his high horse about other people being mean to him and then immediately pivot to the sort of sub-Burn Book tier insults that would get you ostracized from any mean girl friend group due to sheer cringe overload

Just a colossal piece of shit. Maybe follow Donya's advice, you fucking asswipe.

[cutemothman]

they really nailed the casting for hickey like everytime he's on screen i am completely mesmerized he's the perfect combination of smarmy and charming

[villainihavedonethymotheronao3]

Some people put their whole hearts into trying to make Mollymauk a Glee character when he is, at his core, somewhere between a washed up magician selling fake silk sheets on daytime television and a line cook in an ankle-length fur coat who you meet at a drag show, who feeds your dog filet mignon and then ghosts you halfway through your third date.

[chiropteracupola]

now that I have finished watching All The Sharpe That There Is, we have made a Tier List of our Very Strong Opinions. behold.

further (condensed) commentary from yours truly and usual partner-in-crime @sailorpants under the readmore:

S: Eagle, Company, Battle

Eagle: 'the plot of this one makes sense,' 'it really does show (well!) that this was the first book,' 'one of the ones we rewatch,' 'a good episode of television!'

Company: 'Pete Postlethwaite is a great actor -- Hakeswill made me want to throw up,' 'the lads and also the horrors,' 'genuine emotions were elicited,' 'well-established team dynamic at this point'

Battle: 'bad men! good men! beautifulest ladies!,' 'if Perkins must die then at least he gets a really cool death and to be bridal-carried by Harper and mourned by everybody,' 'the fucked-up love square,' 'plot hangs together well,' 'this episode has the most women of any Sharpe episode: four,' 'I have watched this episode three times', 'these rewatches were with lust (for the beautifulest ladies)'

A: Enemy

Enemy: 'decently written,' 'all the lads are there,' 'type of enemy Hakeswill becomes isn't as compelling and the inconsistency brings down both his episodes,' 'egregious women-tossing,' 'it is cool that there are other women; however Sharpe would not do That,' 'French people allowed to be interesting as a treat,' 'Sharpe and Teresa SOULMATES quote [screams]'

B: Rifles, Honour, Sword, Siege, Waterloo

Rifles: 'bit of a rough start,' 'the first half is good and then it gets Weird... phobias of sorts are In There', 'TERESA!'

Honour: 'extremely cool fights in this one,' 'Ramona!!,' 'some of the best Chosen Men banter in the whole series,' 'fake-Sharpe's-death plotline is quite well done,' 'unfortunate nonsense'

Sword: 'epic Harris moments cannot earn this episode a better ranking,' 'good casting and the background characters are cool,' 'the Lass deserved much better than this episode gave her'

Siege: 'oh, the chemical warfare episode,' 'they've learned to workshop their plans since Honour,' 'made me believe that Sharpe and Jane's relationship could have worked out, 'plot hangs together well (rare in a Sharpe episode)'

Waterloo: 'the scale of it doesn't quite sit right,' 'pretty good episode,' 'Paul Bettany is uncanny and I don't like whatever it is is going on with him,' 'getting the gang back together for one last Lads Adventure!'

C: Regiment, Mission, Revenge, Justice, Challenge

Regiment: 'more time with the Chosen Men could have saved this,' 'Company was a better 'the army sucks' episode,' 'the wet soupy episode'

Mission: 'it takes me two minutes to remember what happens in this one whenever I think about it,' 'again epic Harris moments cannot save this episode,' 'quite a high SCUM score,' '[impact font] MARK STRONG'

Revenge: 'ehhhhhh,' 'Lucille's nail-gun is the only thing that is cool and fun,' 'weird vibes about it,' 'Ducos' Bond-villain stuff is needless escalation,' 'Frederickson's ending is fun'

Justice: 'he's a cop in this one,' 'don't like Hagman's mustache,' 'Jane plotline no good, '[from sailorpants] when I actually watch this one I'm gonna have THOUGHTS'

Challenge: 'would rank this higher but I do have receipts on the fact that I was having a Bad Time throughout,' 'Toby Stephens makes this worth watching,' 'almost everything else about it is bad,' 'high points in every SCUM category,' 'four whole named plot-relevant speaking-role-having women! haven't had that many since Battle!,' 'TOBY STEPHENS CUNTSERVACIOUS LITTLE OUTFITS'

D: Gold, Peril

Gold: 'we don't need to discuss why we are ranking it like this'

Peril: 'the secret good Peril that lives in my head is so cool but unfortunately it is not real,' 'they are trying to have Themes and it is not working,' 'casting director is now finding conventionally attractive men instead of weirdguys with interesting faces,' 'Daniel Deever should have his own entire show but unfortunately this is a show about Richard Sharpe (I would write about him so much if I felt that I could do him justice but therein lies the Research Pit)' 'most important point is that he has a locket with Antonia's picture but the rest I could take or leave and I will probably leave it'

[allgoldenelite]

[pepsi-maxwell]

i forgot how hilarious it was watching mjf waltz out in a full suit to interrupt punk in the hoody+panties combo because he was supposed to be having a match

[3hobbitsinatrenchcoat]

A graveyard snip from my Superbat WIP

I cut this whole scene because it wasn't working but I want to preserve it somewhere because I like the Lois and Clark friendship dynamic.

For some context this is a fic where Clark started dating Matches Malone before he met Bruce Wayne or Batman. Matches has just shot down Clark's request to go to a work function as his plus one. Again.

Under a cut because minor spoilers for my fic XD

Clark’s halfway through throwing on his least terrible suit when his phone pinged three times in rapid succession and he finally decided he’d had enough. He picked it up, expecting to see Matches name splashed across the lockscreen, but felt the blood drain from his face when he’s met with increasingly furious texts from Lois instead.

Lois Lane: [one hour ago] Just a reminder that you signed up to help me organize decorations, so get here asap so we can start setup. Lois Lane: [twenty minutes ago] We have less than two hours before this shindig starts, get your ass over here. Lois Lane: [five minutes ago] Where are you? Lois Lane: [three minutes ago] I swear you better have a good reason for leaving me high and dry with these stupid streamers. Someone better be dying. Lois Lane: [now] That came out wrong. I hope you’re ok, wherever you are. But you owe me big time if you don’t show up in the next ten minutes.

Clark dropped his phone back onto his bed and scrubbed at his face with his hands. In his excitement to ask Matches to come with him he’d forgotten that he’d promised Lois his help. 

She knew him well enough that she’d take one look at his face and know something was wrong. Waiting would only make it worse.

“Damnit,” hissed Clark, snatching his phone up and pressing a few buttons before jamming it between his head and shoulder as he struggled with his tie.

It only rang once before Lois’s voice crackled through the speakers. “Clark! I’ve been texting you for an hour! Are you ok?”

“I..” his voice cracked and he knew trying to lie to Lois would end badly. “Physically, yeah. But… I think I fucked up.”

He could hear the odd stereo of Lois both over the speaker and in the distance as she pushed open a door, probably the one into the alley stairwell. A moment later her heels clicked down concrete stairs, confirming his suspicion. When she spoke, her voice was filled with concern. “What do you mean you fucked up?”

Clark let a bark of humorless laughter fill his voice as he slid open his bedroom window and climbed out onto the fire escape. “You know how I wanted to ask Matches to come to this as my plus one?”

“You’ve only been dithering all week,” Lois said. “Don’t tell me you waited until today to ask.”

Clark’s silence seemed to speak for itself and Lois made an exasperated noise. Even over the phone Clark could tell she was pinching the bridge of her nose. “Clark. That is not the kind of thing you spring on your partner.”

“Yeah, well, it wouldn’t have mattered anyway,” Clark bit out, glancing around to see if anyone was watching. No one ever was, but it didn’t hurt to check. “I’ll be there in a minute, Lo’.”

“It wouldn’t have mattered? Clark, what…” Clark hung up before Lois could finish asking. He didn’t think he’d be able to get to the Planet office safely if he had to answer over the phone.

Though… he’d hung up on Lois. He’d probably just traded one dangerous situation for another.

The flight across Metropolis was unmercifully quick, with no interruptions to delay the inevitable. Clark winced as he touched down in the usual alleyway, right in front of Lois and her thunderous, toe-tapping fury.

Fury that melted into frank concern as soon as she caught a glimpse of his face. 

“Oh Clark,” she sighed, stepping forward and cupping a hand to the side of his face, thumbing away the damp he knew still clung to his cheek. Her mouth thinned into a grim line. “I’m not above killing him for you.”

Despite himself, Clark chuckled. “I’d rather you not kill my partner.”

She relaxed a fraction, patting his cheek before stepping back and fussing with his lapels. “I’ll stick to some light maiming then. You’re still together? Over the phone it sounded like…”

“No!” Clark said a bit too loudly, then winced and dialed his volume back a notch. “No, he just said something stupid and I had to go cool off.” He ducked his head sheepishly. “I was out of cell range for a while there. That’s why I didn’t see your messages.”

“Out of cell… where the fuck did you go?” Lois followed his gaze as his eyes flicked upward and snorted. “Only you, Smallville.”

Clark quirked a lopsided smile and shrugged, shimmying past her to get to the stairs. Lois let him get as far as the door before she reached out and snagged his wrist, spinning him to face her. He could have stood firm, but instead he turned into her touch with amused resignation.

Her face had gone back to thin-lipped worry. “You aren’t getting away that easily. What did you mean ‘it wouldn’t have mattered’?” 

“He…” Clark sighed and slumped against the doorframe, staring away and into the dim stairwell. “Matches was never going to come with me to this. He said that putting a man like him in a room full of reporters was ‘throwing chum to sharks’. So I left before I could start yelling.”

[fazgoo-connoiseur-1987]

yo who made this prick so fun to draw

[thedreadvampy]

I dont get it, whats so bad about timothee chalamet and the sherlock guy whose name i suddenly forgot

hate his face but also. don't care much about chalamet but Cumberbatch Can't Fucking Act. he has one mode* and it's Posh English Private School Old Boy Driven By Hubris which is uhhhhhhh not the play for Pete Seeger, American labour activist, oddly enough.

*he, his agent and casting directors seem to think he has other modes but he does not and people have got to stop casting him as Actually Interesting Historical Figures

[spider-man-2o99]

anywaygs . re: the whole mjölnir Thing. yea miguel can pick up tha hammer, whaddaboudit

[fishthegenderwitch]

My very first drawing (incomplete)

I drew this, this morning at work on my tablet. It's my first-ever tablet drawing. And yes, I used a template of a figure in that pose in order to create it.

Practice makes improvement.

From the bowl in his arms down, I haven't done any fixing or refining. (That hand omg ahahaha) I started at the hair and moved downwards. Familiarising myself with the tools, how they work, what I can do with them, is more important atm than making perfect images.

I'll improve every day, and I have no intention of stopping.

[mariocki]

The Web (1947)

"Isn't there some way we can get together on this?"

"Oh, sure. You confess and I'll arrest you."

[cobalt-knave]

I do not feel the SG-1 fandom talks about The Daniel Jackson (Jack O'Neill) enough.

Jack. With all the knowledge of the Ancients. Gets mind melded with a spaceship. And the spaceship is called the Daniel Jackson.

THERE IS SO MUCH HAPPENING THERE.

[bbharmacist]

[It's a picture of a hand clamped around a guilty-looking Salandit, legs a blur for trying to scramble away. The Pokemon is pressed against a desk's surface, and just out of its mouth's reach is a sheet of paper punctured through at random. Well, almost random... oh, wait, they're bite marks!] So this is Smarm, wee little committer of crimes! He loves berries and attention, and destroying anything that comes between him and either of those loves. Despite his native level of chaos, he's actually very friendly--loves being handled. Thank Arceus he only got to the cover sheets and not the records!

[snailvee]

sigh. i don’t wanna be at work i wanna draw my coc character

[belongsinthetrash]

It takes a strong man to deny what's right in front of him - and if the truth is undeniable...you create your own.

The truth is that you're here because you wanted to feel like something you're not: a hero.

I'm here because you can't accept what you've done. It broke you. You needed someone to blame, so you cast it on me: a dead man.

Shit, if denying my own actions and consequences makes me strong, then I'm probably as durable as the CyberTruck windows.