#the rdj spectrum

[therdjspectrum]

He wore black to officially bid goodbye to his days as an Oscar-free actor because from this moment on, all films starring the Bobfather will bill him as an Academy Award Winner. There is nothing more attractive than being on a stage to accept the most prestigious award in your industry while your loving wife looks beautiful as ever supporting you all the way through your journey. Just like RDJ, we’d like to thank his stylist Erica for giving us the best looks yet this awards season. || March 10, 2024

Robert Downey Jr. wins the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for his role as Lewis Strauss in Oppenheimer

#CONGRATULATIONS KING #robert downey jr #RDJ #mancandykings #dailyfilmactors #dailyactors #the rdj spectrum #bobfather #2024

[robertdowneyjjr]

the bobfather is serving today 💅🏻👠

TRULY. a blessed day because we get BOBFATHER

with a side of BOBBLE BUTT

i’ll have nice dreams tonight thank you

#i’ll make a proper post on rdj spectrum later but i just want to wait until the awards are actually handed out #like i’m pretty sure he’ll win and then we’ll get more pics lol #so i’ll post when i’m up. off to bed now! #the rdj spectrum #robert downey jr #susan downey #until the wheels fall off #whinysteve #ask

[amikye]

Here are some of my aro/ace headcanons:

Disclaimer: these are my personal opinions and even then they aren’t always consistent. I have a couple variations for the same characters. Also I’ll probably make this into a series, since I have a lot

I’m going to try to sort it by fandom/ book series.

Starting off w/ the OG fandom Harry Potter:

- Charlie Weasley: aro-ace. I firmly believe the fan theory that “working with dragons” became a euphemism for being on the aro/ ace spectrums and therefore everyone who works with dragons is on at least one of them.

- Luna Lovegood: demi-romantic/ace. She does eventually get married, but we also don’t ever see her date (though in theory that’s because she’s “odd”, which goes along w/ my HC that she’s neurodivergent)

- Newt Scamander: ace. Once again, he works with dragons. See my parenthetical note about Luna

- I could potentially see book!Hermione as aromantic, as she’s much more ruthless/ less emotional than the movies, but that’s a whole different discussion that falls more into stereotypes than how I actually see her character’s orientations

Sherlock Holmes:

- Every adaptation of Sherlock Holmes is a different variation of aro/ace. Including the original. Here’s how I break them down:

- the original Holmes is on both aro and ace spectrums, but he’s mostly apathetic towards it. He canonically says that he doesn’t prioritize emotions/ feelings (which isn’t exactly true, but I digress), so I think he isn’t completely aro-ace but is apathetic towards both attractions. The only woman he shows any interest in is his intellectual match, which has aro vibes to me

- I haven’t seen enough of the Basil Rathbone adaptation, so I don’t know, but from what I’ve seen he’s similar to the canonical Sherlock

- The RDJ Sherlock is gay(Watson)-oriented aro, demi-ace

- The BBC Sherlock is ace but not sex-repulsed. Just doesn’t really see the point in it

- Elementary’s Sherlock is aro

- We’ve only really seen the Enola Holmes Sherlock in a brotherly perspective, but I still got aro-ace vibes from the books, alà canon!Sherlock

Oh and they’re all in a queer platonic relationship with their respective Watson’s and in BBC Sherlock’s case Lestrade as well

Well this is already pretty long, so I’m gonna stop here. I’ll most likely make another list of more of my HC’s later, but for now this is the end of part 1.

#asexual #aromantic spectrum #aromantic #asexual spectrum #aroace #aroace headcanons #harry potter #sherlock holmes #charlie weasley #luna lovegood #newt scamander #bbc sherlock #elementary #dr watson #hermione granger

[confinesofmy]

Ohh yeah The Judge sure was a movie that existed. I found RDJ's character really off-putting and Jeremy's character was fairly underwritten and mostly a cliche autistic archetype, but he played it very emotionally authentically and I appreciate that. It also says a lot to me that he's seemingly the only one who gave a shit lol

i can barely remember now but i think we actually met through that movie in like january? 🥰 if i recall correctly, you put something in the tags about "is this portrayal problematic" and i replied basically "no but like yeah but it's not that bad but it's debatable so like yeah if it is no it isn't ♥" but like more cogent than that lmao.

i watched a solo interview jeremy did for it and that was the final straw for me that made me decide his portrayal was a positive portrayal. it also helps that. like. we all agree he's on the spectrum right. so that changes the performance, at least for me.

#the-mouth-albums #adam talks too much #suck sesh #ask

[smokeybrandreviews]

Speed Run V: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

I actually participated in Barbenheimer when it originally happened but found that i had way to much to say and the entire energy surrounding that event just kind of drowned out my analysis. I wanted to give that phenomena room to breathe because it absolutely deserved it. Barbenheimer will go down as a legit cultural flash point and it deserves every bit of that adulation. It's rare something so weirdly attractive, brings all form of society together in an effort to just enjoy. Barbie is set to hit streaming on September 5th so i figure now is as good a time as any to dig into what turned out to be two of the best films i have seen in years.

Barbie

If you would have told me that the Barbie movie would be the one to deal with existential dead, i would have laughed in your face. Yet, here we are, talking about a film that has done more for the feminine experience than any third wave feminist podcast to date. When i was watching Ben Shapiro burning Barbies in protest to this excellent film, i just couldn't help but laugh because that type of sh*t was the point. As a film, Barbie is easily one of the best. It has great direction, a brisk pace, fantastic performances, and a clear vision. It's messaging is never bogged down by shallow identity politics, as much as terms like "patriarchy" are thrown around but, let's be honest, of course a film about Barbie is going to focus on the female perspective. It's Barbie. What else would this film be about? Whether you like to hear about the realities of our world or not, the messaging in Barbie has rang true to the tune of a billion dollars at the box office and a number one spot for four weeks straight. Barbie clearly resonated with people across the gender spectrum and party lines so it's always odd to see people bash it for it's "feminist" messaging. Seriously, telling me you hate Barbie at this point is basically telling me you hate women without telling me you hate women. The weakest part of this film was Will Ferrell and his weird Mattel cabal of goons. You could have cut that sh*t right out of this film and nothing would have changed but whatever. Barbie is much, much, better than it has any right to be and it's weird people hate it for being exactly what Barbie has represented herself to be since the goddamn Sixties.

Oppenheimer

So the enheimer half of Barbenheimer was what got me into the theaters. Barbie had to grow on me but i was on board for Oppenheimer last year after that teaser. It was gorgeous and haunting and everything i never knew i wanted in a biopic of the man who created the Atomic Age. This film did not disappoint. Obviously, the cast as exceptional and weird that Best Supporting Actor can very legitimately come down to RDJ versus Ryan Gosling, but that speaks to the quality of both these films. That said, between Margot Robbie and Cillian Murphy for best lead performance of their respective films, I'd give the edge to Cillian. This man kills this performance, acting his ass off. You get a real sense of who Oppenheimer was during each phase of his life; A Stark contrast between before and after those bombs were dropped on Japan. Seriously, that ending was haunting. I've always subscribed to Oppenheimer knowing exactly what he had done. He knew exactly what it meant to drop that bomb. He saw what was coming and that exchange with Einstein at the end of the film was haunting. And he was right. I remember seeing the old footage of Oppy quoting the Mahabharata about how it felt to see his work succeed. The way his face dropped and his eyes glazed over, pulling that locked away memory forward. The say he very methodically spoke those words “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” J. Robert Oppenheimer believed that of himself and Cillian Murphy absolutely embodies that energy in the back end of this film. Absolutely stunning performance and i cannot wait to watch it again.

#Barbie #Oppenheimer #Barbenheimer

[smokeybrand]

Speed Run V: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

I actually participated in Barbenheimer when it originally happened but found that i had way to much to say and the entire energy surrounding that event just kind of drowned out my analysis. I wanted to give that phenomena room to breathe because it absolutely deserved it. Barbenheimer will go down as a legit cultural flash point and it deserves every bit of that adulation. It's rare something so weirdly attractive, brings all form of society together in an effort to just enjoy. Barbie is set to hit streaming on September 5th so i figure now is as good a time as any to dig into what turned out to be two of the best films i have seen in years.

Barbie

If you would have told me that the Barbie movie would be the one to deal with existential dead, i would have laughed in your face. Yet, here we are, talking about a film that has done more for the feminine experience than any third wave feminist podcast to date. When i was watching Ben Shapiro burning Barbies in protest to this excellent film, i just couldn't help but laugh because that type of sh*t was the point. As a film, Barbie is easily one of the best. It has great direction, a brisk pace, fantastic performances, and a clear vision. It's messaging is never bogged down by shallow identity politics, as much as terms like "patriarchy" are thrown around but, let's be honest, of course a film about Barbie is going to focus on the female perspective. It's Barbie. What else would this film be about? Whether you like to hear about the realities of our world or not, the messaging in Barbie has rang true to the tune of a billion dollars at the box office and a number one spot for four weeks straight. Barbie clearly resonated with people across the gender spectrum and party lines so it's always odd to see people bash it for it's "feminist" messaging. Seriously, telling me you hate Barbie at this point is basically telling me you hate women without telling me you hate women. The weakest part of this film was Will Ferrell and his weird Mattel cabal of goons. You could have cut that sh*t right out of this film and nothing would have changed but whatever. Barbie is much, much, better than it has any right to be and it's weird people hate it for being exactly what Barbie has represented herself to be since the goddamn Sixties.

Oppenheimer

So the enheimer half of Barbenheimer was what got me into the theaters. Barbie had to grow on me but i was on board for Oppenheimer last year after that teaser. It was gorgeous and haunting and everything i never knew i wanted in a biopic of the man who created the Atomic Age. This film did not disappoint. Obviously, the cast as exceptional and weird that Best Supporting Actor can very legitimately come down to RDJ versus Ryan Gosling, but that speaks to the quality of both these films. That said, between Margot Robbie and Cillian Murphy for best lead performance of their respective films, I'd give the edge to Cillian. This man kills this performance, acting his ass off. You get a real sense of who Oppenheimer was during each phase of his life; A Stark contrast between before and after those bombs were dropped on Japan. Seriously, that ending was haunting. I've always subscribed to Oppenheimer knowing exactly what he had done. He knew exactly what it meant to drop that bomb. He saw what was coming and that exchange with Einstein at the end of the film was haunting. And he was right. I remember seeing the old footage of Oppy quoting the Mahabharata about how it felt to see his work succeed. The way his face dropped and his eyes glazed over, pulling that locked away memory forward. The say he very methodically spoke those words “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” J. Robert Oppenheimer believed that of himself and Cillian Murphy absolutely embodies that energy in the back end of this film. Absolutely stunning performance and i cannot wait to watch it again.

[pinbitch]

rdj when he accidentally picks a decent outfit:

#um #rdj #robert downey jr #the rdj spectrum #this is my new favourite image #please take it and have fun #i have also used it with #‘the mcu when they realise rdj’s been carrying them the whole damn time’

[bonernas]

A Song of Bobs and Berts

Part 1/7

Word Count: 2,370

Disclaimer: This is a crackfic about the different Bobsonas, based on actor Robert Downey Jr. and his questionable fashion sense. It also includes some hints on other people and things related to the MCU. For more info about the Bobsonas and their respectful creators, please check the link below!

Warnings: rated T, no Bobs were harmed in the making of this fic, mentions of (use of) drugs, swearing, I used the slur “frog eater” at one point, this is a mobster fic set in the noire genre so blood, weapons and violence might become a thing, skipped the typical homophobia and racism tho but a lot of people use roids and crystal

Summary:  When Bobster Di Seta, one of Twunky Town's most feared mobsters, finds out that Boberto Laineux, brother of Bobster's arch enemy, Robert "The Bobfather" Laineux, was elected the city’s new mayor, he needs to put an end to the reign of the french mafia. To infiltrate the Laineux family and increase the sales of his own drugs, he orders his handsome underling, Steeb, to seduce the only heir of the Bobfather: Bobling Laineux, the doe-eyed billionare playboy. But just when Steeb discovers that there's more to the young mobster than good looks and sassy one-liners, their blooming romance is put to the test by a cold-blooded murder. Will the only unbribable cop of Twunky Town's police force solve this case before the city falls into war? Or will the rivalry of the two mobster clans turn everything into ashes?

A Story based on the RDJ spectrum

Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven

Chapter One - A Game of Bobs

Some people might say this is a love story. Some might call it a thriller. Most people would consider it a waste of ink and paper. To be completely honest with you, it’s probably a mix of all three. It’s the story of how I lost not only my job and my sanity, but also my glossy natural curls. It’s the story of my last case.

The year’s 1947. I was a young and ambitious detective at the Twunky Town Police Department, just recently promoted to work at vice. The two rivaling mobster clans, the Di Seta’s and the Laineux’, ruled the city with a firm grip, and the vice squad had their vision plastered with enough bribe to just clean up the aftermath of the drug wars. But not me. I was determined to not become some gangster’s puppet. I joined the TTPD to serve law and justice and not some french mafioso in a scarlet mink and a collection of ridiculous fedoras. But let’s begin with the day it all started going downhill.

The shattering of glass cut through the peaceful atmosphere, followed by a pressed “goddammit!”. Hay rustled when some of the alpacas shifted nervously, moving to the outskirts of the wide, luxurious stable and further away from the angry human and his spilled drink on the fenced patio.

“Mr. Di Seta? You need some help?” A young, blonde man appeared in the top half of one of the dutch doors, hesitant to enter.

Bobster Di Seta, head of the mobster clan, turned down the volume of his oversized mahogany radio and inhaled deeply, one time, two times. He resisted the urge to snap at his subordinate, took one last deep breath and turned around, calm and contained.

“Steeb. Yes, clean up this mess. Make sure to pick up all the shards. I can’t let anything happen to these fluffy little beasts. They cost me enough money already.”

Steeb didn’t bother to open the bottom half of the door and just casually hopped over it, his broad shoulders only one inch from getting stuck in the frame. Bobster caught himself staring a second too long at his employee carefully picking up the broken glass with long, slim fingers. The boy was as meaty and handsome as he was eager to please his boss, and Bobster had to admit that he’d like to give the boy a... promotion. For his good work of course.

“You need anything else, Sir?” The sound of Steebs voice retrieved Bobster from his daydreams, back into the barn with his whiskey spilled on the tiles and the radio silently humming in the background. He almost forgot what made him drop the glass in the first place. Bobster reached over to the small bistro table he usually took his lunch at and grabbed one of the empty crystal bowls, holding it out to Steeb and gestured him to drop the shards into it.

“Can’t have you cut your pretty fingers, right boy?”, he hummed as he placed the bowl back. Steeb, uncertain what to do with his now empty hands, shoved them into the pockets of his slacks, watching his boss strolling over to the railing that separated the patio from the rest of the stable, filled with the most exquisite alpacas in Twunky Town. He’d always wondered why someone would want to brunch in a barn filled with llamas, but he assumed you had to be somewhat extravagant to lead a mob.

Bobster let his eyes wander over the peaceful scenery, the sturdy little camelids cuddled up in heaps of hay, grooming each other or just enjoying the warm patches of winter sun that the broad windows casted on the floor. And that was when he came up with his plan.

“You heard the news already, Steeb?”, Bobster asked as he turned around and faced the nervous blonde after minutes of silence. Steeb frowned.

“Uhm... you mean the election results? Boberto Laineux won with absolute majority, right?”

“Damn right you are, boy. Boberto Laineux, new mayor of Twunky Town. No way this whole election wasn’t rigged. I’d bet half my alpacas his older brother Robert just killed all the voters he couldn’t buy. You heard of him?”

“The Bobfather? Sure did”, Steve blurted, but fell silent when Bobster inhaled sharply with a pained look.

“Don’t- don’t call him Bobfather. His ego is overfed already. Double-faced little bastard. None of my products could ever stand a chance against his Bonguettes and Crystal Crêpes, but did I blame him for that? No, I did my research, I ran tests, and put all my heart and money into a high-end designer steroid based on alpaca saliva. And what did that greedy little frog eater do? Flood the market with down-washed dumpster roids. Swoleabaisse... what kind of name is that even?!”

Steeb shifted nervously. He already heard that Alpacked, the high society’s new anabolic, didn’t sell as well as intended, the french mafia still having the upper hand in drug sales. With the Bobfather’s brother in the mayor’s office it would be even harder to compete against Swoleabaisse’s immense success. Steeb had been a part of the Di Seta clan for barely two years, but he felt like he owed them something for taking him in. A few weeks more on the streets and he’d probably been forced to sell his body for food and shelter. Seeing his boss fed up over these bad news made him quite desperate to help.

“So... what’re we gonna do about Boberto?” Steeb asked. Bobster raised a brow and flashed him a smirk.

“How considerate of you to ask what we are doing about this, Steeb”, he hummed. Slow and smooth he approached the taller man, came to a halt mere inches from his broad chest and looked up, tilting his head and savoring how the blonde’s cheeks flushed under his glare.

“Tell me, boy, if I’d ask you to help me put an end to the Laineux’ reign, would you help me?”

“O-of course, Sir!”

“And if I asked you to do so by infiltrating the french mafia and seducing Robert’s only child, would you still help me?”

Steeb frowned for a second. He had heard of the Bobfather’s heir, Bobling Laineux. Handsome, intelligent, but more interested in throwing parties and crashing venues at his father’s nightclubs than in running a mob. Steeb was well aware of his effect on other people, but he was sure that Laineux Junior was still way out of his league. “Well, I could try... I guess?”

Bobster threw his hands up so suddenly that some of the alpacas nearby startled and stared at him indignantly. “Then it’s settled. Go and meet with Maria, she’ll take care of.. well, whatever you might want to call this outfit. Get yourself dolled up and meet me for dinner at the manor for more details.” Bobster patted Steebs arm and couldn’t resist to give it a light squish. Then, before things could start to get awkward, he quickly strut over to the broad wooden stable door and slipped out into the chilly February afternoon, leaving Steeb with his thoughts and a herd of equally confused llamas.

I didn’t know it then, but young Steeb and I were at the very same venue that night. It was an open secret that Robert “The Bobfather” Laineux had every cop, starting from patrol way up to the chief, under his wing - and he made sure to keep it that way by pampering us every now and then.

And that’s how I found myself crammed between Twunky Town’s rich and famous, pompous chandeliers dangling over my head, faintly glistening in the smoke-filled air of the ballroom. With my colleagues gone the minute we entered and nothing to hold onto but my ideals and a scotch worth a months salary, I roamed through the maze of leather chairs and heavy brocade tablecloths. I found a seat at the very brink of the dance floor, slightly hidden by a huge bouquet of exotic flowers; perfect to sit all by myself and brood over my drink. At a corner table, several feet from my location, a certain young fella was about to make a move.

Steeb ran a hand through his hair for what must’ve been the hundredth time this night. Thank God Maria had used more pomade than he did all week - most of it was probably gone by now. He nipped on his drink and let his gaze drift through the ballroom again, stopping at the corner table like he did all evening.

There he sat, surrounded by a hoard of coquettishly giggling guys and gals, ruffling their opulent gowns and tinkling with heaps of colourful gems. But the young mobster didn’t need any of this. The creamy white suit, hugging his slim shape perfectly, made him stand out like a pearl in an ornament of glass beads. The colour of his dress shirt was the same deep scarlet tone as his château, and the teasing glare he shot over the brim was of the same chocolatey brown as his curls.

Goodness gracious, Steeb really was way out of his league.

But, he was here, he was all dressed up and he had a mission. Just as he decided to down the rest of his drink and finally make a move, his target excused himself and got up. While his admirers continued their chatter, he made a beeline for the bar Steeb was sitting at, casually leaning on the counter next to him.

“Hey, sailor. Don’t think I’ve seen you here before?”, Bobling Laineux hummed with a small nip from his wine, sizing him up cheekily. Steeb felt the mobster’s eyes trace every hint his navy blue suit gave away, and to be honest, it made him tingly. He shifted in his seat, signing for another drink before he faced the handsome mobster, flashing him what he hoped to be a playful smile.

“Nope, my first time here actually”, he answered. Bobling cocked an eyebrow, eyeing the tall blonde up and down a second time. Steeb felt his hands get sweaty. Damn, Bobster really set him up with the sharpest guy in town. Too bad it was all a scam.

“Well, I’d be thrilled to ask you for the first dance then”, Bobling smirked. He didn’t wait for a response, took Steebs hand and gently pulled him on the dance floor. A few other couples were already dancing around them, and they smoothly fit into the fast rhythm of the swing band.

Steeb wasn’t much of a dancer, but with Bobling, he forgot time and place. They twirled and twisted, only inches from the other guests but somehow miles away.  Neither of them spoke much, small talk felt superfluous when each others company was more than enough. Long, intense glares, an occasional smirk and a hand lingering on the small of his back just a few more seconds than necessary, it didn’t take more to make Steeb feel all flustered after the third song.

The band paused and the lights dimmed slightly, a spotlight illuminating the center of the stage. Accompanied by cheers and applause, a lady dressed in emerald green joined the band. Steeb and Bobling mimicked the other couples drawing nearer, slowly swaying to the soft tunes of a ballad. Way closer than before now, Steeb caught a faint hint of Bobling’s exquisite cologne that sent shivers down his spine. He gave his beau a small twirl, and when he tucked Bobling back in, chests flush against each other and his stormy blue gaze meeting shimmering obsidian, it felt like there was no one but the two of them.

“Well, sailor. I don’t think you’ve told me your name yet.” Bobling sounded as suave and playful as always, but the soft pink that tinted his cheeks gave away his true feelings.

“Dorito. Steeb Dorito. A pleasure, Mr. Laineux.”

Oh Jesus, did his voice really sound that croaky? So much for playing it cool. Why didn’t he ask Bobling to leave bite marks on his neck straightaway? That would be way less obvious. Bobling just smiled and said nothing for a few more twirls. But when the song ended and all the other couples stopped for a round of applause, the mobster’s gaze remained on Steeb before he spoke.

“Tell me, darling, if you’d flutter with those long lashes of yours, would I feel a breeze on my skin?”

Steeb smirked. His hand gripped the younger man’s waist more tightly as he leaned in just a few inches, his voice dark and husky as he answered.

“Why don’t you come closer and find out yourself?”

Will Bobling continue to be a thirsty hoe for Steeb? Will Bobster’s evil plan succeed? Will the author get carried away by RDJs everlasting sexappeal again? Will the plot remain a wild mix of cringy crackfic and blooming romance? Will the alpacas ever overcome their trauma? Will there ever be a person, drug or location with a name not mutilated to the point where I should slap myself for writing it? Find out in the next chapter!

A/N: English is not my first language and this is actually the first piece of fiction I didn’t write in German. Therefore my punctuation and grammar might be a bit off sometimes but cc is highly appreciated!

Btw, you can also read this story on ao3!

#the rdj spectrum #bobsonas #rdj #young rdj #bobling #crack fic #a song of bobs and berts #asobab #a game of bobs #jfc will i ever stop editing this post i'm sorry guys #own post

[sylvianritual]

Fictional crushes?

hmmm............... weather report?

#sorray. i have characters i like and think are like . objectively attractive #but like genuinely ?? errrm welll rdj voice he is on the aromantic spectrum

[robert-deniro]

top 5 rdj outfits

all of them are so iconique how could you expect me to choose just 5......

1. iron man 3 premiere.....so chaotic, so unique. just like him.

2. missing here are the cute pink shoes he wore. those and the curls.......soft and cute :”D

3. whatever this was

4. a hoodie followed by a blazer.....his MIND

5. 

honourable mention: he kind of looks like tony here jhgfdjkgh but he looks so. good.

put a top 5 + anything in my ask!

#answered #rdj #it really is a spectrum huh #thedoctorfalls

[therdjspectrum]

Sometimes turning an outfit from bland to remarkable is all about including statement accessories. Susan’s already-beautiful dress is made even more gorgeous paired with the ultimate accessory that is the very attractive piece of arm candy she calls her husband. Bobfather, in turn, started the evening with a smart gray suit and made it look even better with a pair of brand new trophies he toted around for the rest of the night. We love the contrast of green and orange. 💚🏆🧡 || February 24, 2024

Robert Downey Jr. wins the SAG Award for Best Supporting Actor, and joins his Oppenheimer co-stars in receiving the award for Best Ensemble in a Motion Picture

#rdj #robert downey jr #rdjedit #dailyfilmactors #dailyactors #mancandykings #the rdj spectrum #bobfather #2024

[robertdowneyjjr]

hello!! i'm very excited to announce that @therdjspectrum blog has been revamped and is ready to post regularly now that robert downey jr. is back on the scene more often!

the desktop/tablet site has been completely redone and is more easily navigable with an actual tags page (tags to be populated as we post more). there's dark mode available for anyone who prefers to view it as such. next up we’ll look into including rdj’s upcoming projects and event appearances to make this more in line with a fan site, though the priority will always be keeping track of his fashion.

that said, the best part of all this is that we also have our own domain now!

check us out at therdjspectrum.com and send us messages if you'd like us to rate a specific outfit. and if anyone is interested in being part of the blog, please let me know 💜

#the rdj spectrum #rdj #robert downey jr

[spectrumspace]

I’ve had the funny space cowboy cartoon for children on my mind a lot for, like, the past week. I don’t know why.

#spectrum speaks #//''[rdj image] she is nostalgic for a simpler time''

[barbiegirldream]

I'm cis so maybe this isn't my place to speak on gender stuff but ik I've def put a lot of thought into it anyway I posted a meme using the rdj pic and it uses masc pronouns yknow and I got so viscerally uncomfy I almost deleted it. if dream says he's uncomfy with ppl using not masc pronouns for him in person idk y ppl wouldn't take the hint and not use them for him online either. and i def wouldn't be happy abt ppl giving me dysphoria abt a body that i've worked so hard to love. idk again i'm sry if i've overstepped here

No no the thing is something went so terribly wrong when it was decided cis people can’t talk about gender.

Gender is a spectrum and how everyone understands their own gender is so important.

You thinking a lot about your gender and coming the conclusion you’re happy with what you were assigned with at birth is so important. It’s why what people are doing to Dream is messed up for him but also messed up in mindset.

I for example know I’d never been seen as anything other than a woman but I’m not sure I like that or being known as a woman but then like I don’t have any actually issues with being called a woman and being called something else doesn’t make sense to me. So it’s like yes I’m a woman no not in the way most people want. Who knows what that means not me. And not anyone else.

Gender is personal and projecting onto fictional characters good can help. Projecting onto real people wrong not good.

And hopefully Dream never has to see the weird misgendering and he’s confident in his body and gender etc like leave him alone.

[disabled-dragoon]

Disabled Characters That Shaped My Childhood

Is this similar to a post on my other page? Perhaps. But I don’t care. 

As it is disability pride month and this was essentially the entire reason for me making a second blog, I have decided to revise my list of disabled characters in the media that helped me accept my disability growing up! Probably won’t be all that good but eh, what the hell. 

Unfortunately I can only think of three characters from my childhood that I remember being featured prominently on TV growing up, but it is increasing! Slowly, but it is! So with that said......

Gabriella- The Little Mermaid, 1992-1994, Deaf

Possibly the first actually disabled character I can remember seeing on TV, I think Gabriella was the character that kicked off my interest in learning more about disability culture in the first place and I’m mad more people don’t remember her. 

She was my first real exposure to seeing disability outside of my home and the hospital, and yes, she might be deaf and I’m not, but she fascinated me and arguably catalysed my ongoing attempts to learn sign language. Her character was fun and loveable and I’m glad they took the time to kind of explain her deafness to the audience, then promoted the idea that actually she didn’t need to change herself to be wonderful. She was accepted almost immediately and was most likely the first introduction to sign language as a whole to a lot of children in the early 90s. The fact she kept coming back as a regular character was also amazing to see! 

Toph Beifong- Avatar: The Last Airbender, 2005-2008, Blind

Obviously needs no introduction....With the events of the last year, everyone had a chance to be reintroduced to the series that is Avatar and, by extension, the fantastic Toph Beifong! 

The whole series is one that focuses on overcoming oppression and marginalisation and, whilst it certainly is not perfect, the fact it had a disabled main character for the majority of its run and spin off is probably part of the reason this show holds a special place in my heart, even today. And the representation is not just limited to Toph either!

Remember the wheelchair bound “airbender” that the GAang comes across? Teo I think his name is. Or the armless villainess Ming-Hua in Korra? I do. And I wouldn’t be surprised if there are others that I’m missing but my point is, ATLA does a very good job to not use disability as a reason to make weak characters and I appreciate it so much. 

Toph was is the reason, I think, that I can laugh at myself today (in a good way, of course) and will always be my favourite character of the series for that very reason. 

Hiccup Haddock- How To Train Your Dragon, 2003, Amputee

Ah, How To Train Your Dragon. The guilty pleasure of my childhood. 

It was only a couple of years ago I realised the main character is, technically disabled, having one leg and all, and I never noticed despite watching it religiously when I was small(er). Maybe because they didn’t draw much attention to it after it happened, or maybe because I just did not have the attention span for movies...

But I appreciate it nonetheless, considering the whole movie series finished in 2019 I believe, so it’s still pretty relevant to the younger generations. And the fun colours and enjoyable theme of dragons that people are drawn to means that is a film people can be easily drawn to, and still gets attention. 

                       ~~~Honourable Mentions!~~~

1. Julia- Sesame Street, Autism

A little after my time but a treat to see nonetheless! Julia got a lot of attention when it was announced she would be joining Sesame Street, as the first regular character on the series to be diagnosed with autism. With so much more focus on autism and disability awareness in recent years, it’s refreshing to see children’s media starting to branch out more into exploring the concept of disability in youth and childhood!

2. Iron Man- The Avengers, Technically a heart defect

Okay, it didn’t last. I’m aware. And Iron Man and Marvel are...problematic at times, but arguably the comics and RDJs portrayal of Iron Man was a lot of people’s first introduction to the idea of sudden disability in later life, even if he had the money, resources, time and plot armour to overcome it. 

3. Hawkeye- The Avengers, Deaf

In the comics he’s deaf. Maybe not in the film series, but still. Pretty impressive. Not only is he sans superpowers, he has a disability, which in the world of Marvel you would expect him to be portrayed as weaker and incapable but he isn’t! 

4. Entrapta- She-Ra and The Princesses of Power, Autism

Okay. Yes. Still a bit out of my childhood, technically. But who didn’t watch She-Ra during the lockdown? I’m pretty sure it was confirmed(?) that Entrapta was written as being on the autism spectrum but correct me if I’m wrong. 

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And END.

Sorry for a long first post, I just thought, in the spirit of the month, it might be nice to reflect a little on characters that potentially helped us in our childhoods, and characters that may continue helping children today. 

If I forgot any, or one needs to be added to the list, please tell me and why! 

Thank you!

And happy disability pride month!

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Slight of Hand

With the advent of Multiverse of Madness on the horizon, just over two months now, Feige had proclaimed Doctor Strange to be the new anchor of the MCU going forward. He’s replacing RDJ’s Tony Stark, making sense of one of those leaks i read about Strange 2. I think this is the right move, especially with the focus of exploring the multiverse going forward. Strange lends himself to that type of narrative and it’s fertile ground for the fantastic. Plus, Cumberbatch lays the part so well. That sh*t is top tier Marvel casting and i love it. All of that said, this isn’t a change collectively accepted by the fandom. In order for Strange to rise, another character had to fall. Captain Marvel had to take a backseat in the franchise promised to her when she debuted.

Way back when Feige announced Brie Larson in the role of Carol Danvers, he insinuated that she would be the torch bearer going forward after RDJ made his way off into the sunset. There was a massive push in literally any Marvel media, trying to get people to like this character but, alas, it never f*cking happened. Now, i wrote a whole post defending Brie in the role because she’s not terrible in it. Larson is an exceptional talent and i genuinely enjoy Captain Marvel as a character when she’s on point. Personally, i prefer her Ms. Marvel days but there are some good Cap Marvel stories in there. The problem is they are few and far in between. Marvel ruined Carol when they took her out of the leotard and she’s hasn’t recovered at all. Doubling down by casting Larson in the role, knowing she is mad antagonistic to a good portion of the core audience, was another misstep on Feige’s part, talent be damned. Brie Larson was miscast and her politics didn’t win over any of the naysayers, eventually costing her a lot more than the lead in the MCU.

Larson was so unpopular in the role that everything she was slated to be headlining, was snatched away. Before No Way Home was a live action Spider-Verse, it was planned to be a buddy cop team up between Pete and Carol. We all saw how that went. Brie’s second stand alone was supposed to be her own vehicle with Spectrum playing support. Now, it’s called “The Marvels” and she is sharing primary protagonist roles with not only Spectrum, but Kamala Khan, too. How do you loose your own film, man? The writing for a change has been on the wall for a long time but this smacks of a Bob Chapek executive decision. Dude knows how unpopular Brie and Carol are so he forced Feige to pivot; A move that i think was the correct choice. Chapek is a lot of things but he’s not a f*cking idiot. Dude knows what sells and Captain Marvel didn’t.

Ultimately, i think these moves are good for the franchise. Benedict is an exceptional Strange. He definitely has both the charisma and chemistry with the rest of the cast to do something special going forward. Considering this next Phase is basically going to be the B-team, we need someone like that in charge. It’s unfortunate that it can’t be Captain Marvel but I'm not going to lose sleep over it. I wanted Charlize in that role from the beginning or, at the very least, someone like Alice Eve or Katee Sackhoff. Hell, i would have taken Dakota Johnson, Alexandra Daddario, or Melissa Benoist. There were a myriad of people who fit this role much better than Larson, a plethora of less controversial choices, and Feige landed on Brie because he’s Oscar horny. Well, ol’ Bandersnatch Cumberdoodle is Oscar nominated, the linchpin of Phase Four, and the entire franchise is all the better for it.

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