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requitals-arc · 1 year
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the light makes his head ache. even with the sunglasses as a shield between his eyes and the sun, it still never feels like enough. bruce is barely listening, pushing the man's words to the back of his mind where every meeting like this lives. rhys montrose, candidate for gotham mayor, is making his pitch. bruce tries to banish the pain, the barest flicker of a polite smile there and then gone. "... sorry. maybe i need to be clear here. i try not to make political endorsements for anyone in gotham, whether financial or personal. it's... putting my thumb on the scale a little too much."
even if bruce wayne is a ghost, the wayne name and money still talks for him.
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jessenitrogen · 11 months
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Hi. Your art style is so fuckin tasty. I'm biting it (pos). Thanks for doing art I love looking at it have a good day
OMG HI WAGGHHGHGHG THANK YOU SO MUCH IM GLAD YOU LIKE LOOKING AT MY ART
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YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT TOO!!!
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nycterent · 1 year
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he knows exactly who this is. who wouldn't? face on all the posters, campaign speeches, all of it. and they've met, of course, but not with him as the bat. rhys montrose wanted to talk to bruce wayne, in the way everyone wants to talk to bruce wayne.
and that's fine. but this is a different kind of conversation.
they're not meeting next to the signal. they're meeting about four blocks away from it, a little past three in the morning. gotham is pitch black but never quiet. he slips out of the dark, there and then not, a trick he's learned well by now.
"you've been trying to find me."
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crabussy · 1 year
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hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and pasta of your choice ok?
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rongzhi · 17 days
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English added by me :)
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artbyblastweave · 5 months
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I'm not the first to mention this, but one bit that I thought was really clever in Steven Universe is the ways in which the show subtly justifies the cartoonism of the principle cast always wearing the same outfit for ease-of-animation purposes. The gems are a gimme in that they're all hardlight-projections, and even before that's solidified as a plot point they're otherworldly and superheroic enough that you don't really think to question it. But Steven canonically just owns hundreds and hundreds of those star shirts, which are leftover merchandise from his father's fizzled-out career as a rock star. Into which you can read a whole bunch of other stuff if you really want to, right? And I do want to. It's reflective of Greg's misplaced optimism that he got hundreds of those made in the first place, and it's a benign but visible example of how Steven's life is shaped by the knock-on effects of decisions his parents made before he was even alive. He's got his mother's superpowers and he's wearing his father's shirts.
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bishopfish · 9 months
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Imagine being a tuna (Atlantic bluefin, Thunnus thynnus). You are a super predator, over six feet long and almost a ton. You are as beautiful and shiny and mercilessly efficient as a sports car, a true marvel of the sea. But you taste so fucking good
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laqueus · 10 months
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oh hp deskjet 2710e we're really in it now
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dinosaurnews · 11 months
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Sorry, PETA, I would 100% eat a T-Rex.
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monzterzack · 14 days
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animal biologist laios touden!
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jupiter-suggestion · 11 months
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consider the sperm whale and the squid. an ancient rivalry that dates back millions of years. we know the whales eat the squids. we know the squids do not make it easy for them. we know this because of the scars the whales carry, scars on the outside of their body, and on the inside as well. how badly must you want something to endure wounds inside your mouth? inside your gut?
consider the whale, who is harmed by what sustains her. consider the squid, whose flesh is soft and delicious but refuses to go down easy.
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garaks-padded-bra · 8 months
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Was making food to bring over to my grandfather so i made him a little chicken pot pie (I know it looks like shit you need to be nice to me) and i cut out some letters in the pastry to spell out “Papa” for him, because that is what he is called, and i thought it would be Nice, but it backfired somehow and now i have to hand him a fucking fap pie. fuck my baka life
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nycterent · 1 year
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@tasted left a message: it's a gift, or a curse, depending on who you ask.
"i suppose that's a nicer way of looking at it."
bruce smiles lightly and easily at the comment. he knows what to do when his tone comes off as a little too dry, how to modulate it down into something that the average person can brush aside. it's just a joke, after all.
light streams in among the tall windows, framed by the gothic trappings that he's been around his whole life. the two investors who showed up have scuttled back out the door, very politely ushered out by alfred after he denied their requests. he knows that, on some level, many of his employees might resent his increased presence at the company. he isn't involved as often as alfred would like, but it's more than it used to be, beyond just random requests to test various pieces of technology.
he gave them their hour to convince him to sign off on their proposal. and he doesn't have the time or the willpower to sugarcoat it. honesty is a gift and a curse. he does not wield it gently; he never has, no matter what hour of the day it is. no matter what face he is wearing.
bruce's gaze drifts idly to the door. "i'm sure they'd say it was a curse. i've never liked investors much, but they… like talking to me."
like is said with a particular tone to it. they want to. no one in the room enjoys any facet of their conversations. rhys, however, seems to at least pretend to enjoy their conversations. and from what he knows about who rhys is seeing at night, it's not a good sign.
but that's bruce's secret to keep, a card kept carefully close to his chest. "that's not something i can really complain about, all things considered. most people have it worse." the perils of talking to investors. he knows better than to act like it's a hardship. "thank you for being on time. coffee? or tea, if you prefer."
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egophiliac · 22 days
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bring back zooterkins, the best 17th-century swear word
I don't normally do Just Characters Swearing, but. ...this kind of wrote itself and then wouldn't leave my head. it comes from both a piece of character-writing advice that has always stuck with me, and also my conviction that Leona is 1000% funnier as a character if his dialogue has to stay G-rated. let Kalim say fuck, but don't let Leona say bastard.
(I'm sorry)
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uselessalexis165 · 3 months
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I JUST NOTICED THAT HE WAS TASTING IT
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cannibalchicken · 3 months
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