The body comparison I'm referring to is Tom in the shirtless Robert Lang character in parallel with the shirtless Loki scene, I can see that Tom is stronger, but I only noticed the difference when I saw the comparison, I think it was in the twitter.
Dobson would definitely have uh, opinions about I am Not Starfire, the YA graphic novel making news lately, and how men are all "sexist" for not being interested in it. Even though he won't read it himself, as he never reads comics he has "opinions" about, and it looks genuinely BAD.
You know what’s a WAY better idea that’s got popular just off a couple images? Edgar Allen Logan, the wholesome jock son of Raven.
do you think lena would love calling kara her wife and hearing kara call her that? because i feel like she'd love that. i think they both would.
i just think lena would be buying her organic kale and overpriced merlot at the rich people grocery store, chatting with the cashier about all the snacks she has to buy for her wife and how her wife usually comes shopping with her but got called into work today because her wife is a super important journalist who's always shooting off somewhere new but how she and her wife make sure to have dinner together at the end of each day so that they can always get some quality wife time
and then she'll pull out her fancy personalised leather card holder embossed with the words doctor & mrs luthor-danvers and oh no, a picture of her wife just happens to flutter out and so of course she has to show off her wife to the cashier and the three people in line behind her, pointing out her wife's dimples and her kind eyes and her gorgeous smile
and then it finally seems like she's winding down her chit-chat and actually getting around to paying, and the cashier and the eighteen people now queueing behind her breathe a collective sigh of relief as she pulls out her black amex with a flourish and she's inches from finally finally paying when her phone starts ringing
and lena steps back away from the till as a collective groan rises from the waiting hoards, holding up one finger apologetically as she roots through her purse for her phone. "so sorry," she murmurs to the cashier, face splitting into an adoring smile. "i just have to take this. you see, it's my wife"