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Alright shitstains listen up because I just found god in a bottle.
If youβre a nerd like me your bodyβs probably riddled with a few nerd tattoos yeah? Some ofΒ βem in some pretty obvious places? Maybe you work in a professional environment that frowns upon body ink? Maybe youβre a cosplayer and you have some revealing outfits that you need to cover up for, yeah? Tattoos that you canβt afford that $30 Kat Von D Tattoo cover up because youβre a cheap broke shit?
Story of my life bud.
Now I have a pretty obvious Squad 11 tattoo, because Iβm a Bleach nerd and Zaraki Kenpachi is my husband, and honestly itβs difficult to hide it in some of my cosplays because itβs bright and black and right smack dab on my shoulder. Poor planning on my part but hey, squad represent.
You see that glorious miracle up there? Thatβs Mehron Tattoo Cover. You see those pictures underneath it? Tattoo? What fucking tattoo?! Itβs gone!!!! Vamoosed!!! Like I never got the ink in the first place!!!!
This shit is durable, and I mean durable.Β Itβs completely waterproof and that first picture of my tattoo is actually what it looked like after scrubbing at it with two makeup wipes. TWO. Itβs not going anywhere
And the best part?Β
IT COMES IN DIFFERENT SKINTONES. BAM. WHAT.
I mean itβs not phenomenal but hey at least itβs not just βpale as fuckβ.
And you wanna know the second best part?
Itβs only 12 bucks on Amazon
Yeah. $12. Not $30. Because $12 is much more reasonable than $30.
As for size reference, thatβs how big it is in that third picture right there. Itβs honestly the best investment I could have made and everybody should know about it.
Go forth and conquer with your newfound knowledge. Youβre all welcome.
As someone who used to chair a stage makeup department, Mehron and Ben Nye are going to be cheaper and better than whatever concealer/orange eye shadow/green lipstick whatever weird tutorial you found or expensive-ass luxury concealer.
Why you ask?
Because Mehron and Ben Nye are stage makeup. Theyβre meant to give thick, full coverage in one layer that can stand up to cameras and stage lights. Blend it out, powder it, and youβll never look back. Plus itβs cheap enough that you can buy 2 and mix the perfect shade.Β
Iβve watched people not get jobs at places I work even though their personalities and experience levels were exactly what we were looking for purely because of personal adornment (tattoos, piercings, etc.). So to anyone who might need a product like this, I hope you see this post.
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He tolerates the meat that is served at the manor most nights, even though it sits heavily and unpleasantly in his stomach. He puts up with Shepherdβs pie and spaghetti bolognaise and pork ribs, because the others seem to love it, singing praises for Alfredβs cooking every night, and Damian doesnβt want to appear ungrateful, or unusual, or out of place.
Then one night Alfred makes steamed fish, cooked in lemongrass and ginger, drizzled with soy sauce.
βIβve noticed you donβt exactly enjoy our usual meals,β he says, and before Damian can protest, continues, βI looked up this recipe for you, I hope youβll like it.β
Damian doesnβt like fish.
βThank you,β he says, and then eats every bite. Alfred seems genuinely pleased and it fills him with warmth, which makes up for the way his stomach curled at the unpleasant texture.
Damian learnt to cook at a young age.
He was always busy, with lessons and training, his grandfather always pushing him to do more, to do better. Sometimes in the evening, however, he would follow his mother to the kitchen, where she would chop onions, fry spices in oil, and roll out rotis, getting flour in her pinned-back hair.
βWhy do you cook?β he asked her, βYou donβt have to.β
His mother laughed. βI like to,β she said, βDo you want to try rolling the roti?β
His first attempt came out uneven and oddly pentagonal, nothing like the perfect circles his mother made. She still ate it, and told him that it was the best roti sheβd ever had.
Damian learnt to cook at a young age.
He also learnt that love was when someone made you a food you didnβt like and you ate it anyways and loved it, because you loved them.
His mother came back from Delhi once and brought him jalebis. βThey were your favourite when you were younger,β she said.
Damian was eight now, and didnβt like the heavy, syrupy sweetness of jalebis anymore. But his mother was holding the gold-patterned box that sheβd brought just for him, her hand resting gently in his hair, and he could feel a warmth rising up inside him, feeling like it would choke him if it got too big. He would have eaten a thousand jalebis to feel like this all the time.
Damian doesnβt hear Alfredβs reply, but it makes Richard laugh. There are footsteps, and then Richard enters the living room where theyβve all gathered, looking wind-blown and ruffled but delighted to see all his siblings together. Damian knows how rare it is for all of them to gather in the manor, and he appreciates the opportunity to spend time with his family.
βWhat kind of ice cream did you get?β Drake asks.
βMint chocolate chip,β Richard replies, and thereβs a general cheer of appreciation through the room.
βMy favourite,β Stephanie declares.
Richard grins, and comes around the sofa to give her a hug from behind. βThatβs why I got it.β
Damian hates mint chocolate chip. Heβd told Richard that once, when they were up on a rooftop after a night of patrol, expressing his disgust for the mismatched flavours at great length while Richard laughed. βHow could anyone hate mint chocolate chip?β heβd asked with an exaggerated gasp of offence, but heβd seemed amused.
Damian loves Richard more than heβs loved anyone in his life. If Richard brings him mint chocolate chip ice cream, then Damian will love it too.
Alfred comes into the room with a tray laden with bowls, each filled with that brown-speckled green concoction. Damian waits for his, but when Alfred reaches him, he unearths a bowl of vanilla and hands that to Damian instead.
Damian stares at it. Heβs so surprised that he barely remembers to thank Alfred.
βI got vanilla for you,β Richard tells him, as he settles into the couch next to him with a contented sigh. He grins. βI remember how much you hate mint chocolate chip.β
Damian doesnβt understand a lot of things.
He knows the way Richardβs arm curls around his shoulders, however, and the way his grip tightens slightly as Damian leans into him, watching the others bicker over what movie theyβre watching. Damian eats his vanilla ice cream, that Richard got specifically for him, and feels that familiar warmth.
Kind of obsessed with how Loid and Yor accidentally con themselves into being the perfect parents. Neither of them grew up with stable parental figures, and both of them probably consider normal family life as out of reach for them due to their jobs. But they also are both convinced that the other one IS normal and knows what normal family life is.
So you have this adorable dynamic where Loid constantly seeks Yorβs advice and approval that heβs doing ok as a dad, because surely if civilian mom thinks so, he canβt be ruining the mission. And Yor is constantly seeking Loidβs advice and approval that sheβs doing ok as a mom, because this guy has had a βrealβ wife and everything, she must be doing something right if heβs keeping her around. Neither of them know what the hell theyβre doing, but out of pure respect and love for each other, AS CIVILIANS, they actually end up giving really good advice and supporting each other so well, and accidentally forge a true family unit. Itβs justβ¦itβs so cute yall
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i actually think my arrangement of this chart flawlessly explains the logic behind the dynamic of any two characters listed character interpretation discourse over ur welcome all
Drabbles from a fic that may or may not ever be written
In which Tim and Jason stumble upon a plot convenient device that transports the user into a different dimension/universe. Except itβs broken and they donβt know how to work it yet so after they accidentally trigger it theyβre pretty much just tripping through the multiverse in the hopes that maybe theyβll eventually end up back in their universe
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Jason, after killing his 28th Joker and saving baby Robin Jason for the eleventh time: You know, this isnβt too bad
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In a universe currently experiencing a zombie apocalypse
Tim: Hey look, itβs your people
Jason: Youβll be one too if you donβt shut up
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Jason: *cackling*
Tim, horrified: I canβt believe I just punched Batman.
Jason: *cackles louder*
Tim: Heβs so YOUNG right now.
Batman whoβs been doing this for like three weeks: Hey! Iβm above legal drinking age!
Jason, practically wheezing: Oh my gosh you punched baby batman
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Jason: How many times have we stopped a world ending scenario by getting rid of a big red button?
Tim: Fourteen.
Jason: Some people have no creativity.
Tim: What are you waiting for, a big blue button?
Jason: Well Iβm just saying itβd be niceβ¦
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Tim: This is so weird.
Jason: Itβs unnatural is what it is.
Tim: This is Gotham! Thereβs not supposed to be *sunshine* here.
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Jason: So let me get this straight. You are⦠Ratman?
Bruce, dressed in a large rat costume: Rats are terrible.
Jason: Uh-Huh. So howβs that working out for you so far?
Tim: Just please tell me your secret base isnβt in a sewer or something.
Bruce:
Tim: This is the worst timeline.
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Damian: You mean to tell me that in your universe I have SIBLINGS?!?
Jason: Uh, yeah? Thereβs like fifty of us on any given day. Are you seriously an only child?
Damian:
Damian: FATHER! You must rectify this immediately!
Tim: Is this a greener grass situation or is he plotting our murders?
Damian: Two more children will not kill you!
Jason: Iβm thinking the first.
Damian: I AM NOT THAT BAD!
Tim: Can we record this to show Damian later?
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Tim: Did we do it? Are we back?
*Batman flies into the sky and punches an alien who lands about a mile and a half away*
Jason: Yeah, Iβm gonna go with no.
Tim, fiddling with the dimension device: Dangnabit.
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Jason, looking at a nineteen year old Bruce Wayne: Oh, Iβm regretting all my lifeβs decisions up to this point.
Bruce: So does that mean youβll train me?
Tim: Whereβs the computer?
Bruce: The what?
Tim: *now five seconds away from a breakdown*
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Jason: Youβll send this to the Justice League when we get back, right?
Tim, filming Batman using a glorified pogo stick and a slingshot: Obviously.
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*Barbara and Bruce together*
Tim: I will never be able to unsee that.
Jason: I think I may need to gouge my eyes out now.
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Jason: Oh, oh, this is somehow worse.
Tim, watching other Tim and Barbara on a date: Why is the multiverse so weird?
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*sees a dinosaur batman*
Jason: I am suddenly filled with such a morbid curiosityβ¦
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In a no capes universe
Tim: So this is what itβd be like if we all got therapy.
One thing Iβve always found funny is how, based on the artist, Batmanβs mask/cowl has different levels of Angry Face. Sometimes itβs smooth, no expression. Sometimes there are slight frown lines/an indent over the eyebrows. Sometimes itβs full-on contorted angry frown.
Anyway what Iβm saying is Batman has a bunch of different cowls expressing varying levels of anger and he chooses based on his current mood.
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Tim: Uh-oh
Duke: What?
Tim: Bruce has Cowl Number 14 on today.
Duke: β¦okay? What does that mean?
Tim: Look at him.
Bruce: >>>>>>:-(
Duke, whispering: Holy shitβ¦
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Dick: Hey Bruce! Howβs it going?
Bruce: *pulls on Cowl Number 5* :|
Dick: Wow! That good? Did Clark or Selina come over last night?
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Jason: Gothamites are the most masochistic group of people on the face of the earth.
Tim: Gothamians
Jason:
Jason: what
Tim: Gothamians.
Jason: The fuck are you saying? Gothamites.
Tim: Gothamians.
Jason: Stop it. Youβre wrong. Gothamites.
Tim: Gothamians
Jason: Do I need to go into the whole etymology of the fucking word, you little goober? Itβs Gothamites. No one in history has ever said Gothamians. Shut up.
Tim:
Jason:
Tim: Gothamians
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Bruce: Whereβs Tim?
Jason: donβt worry about it
Bruce: β¦Now Iβm worried about it. Where is he?
Dick, running into the room, distressed: Bruce, Tim has a dictionary glued to his headβ
Tim: gremlin. r u back from your shonen tournament arc
Damian: Iβm beating the Joker with a socket wrench.
Tim: owo
Damian: Please do not tell Father.
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Tim: jason r u available
Jason: What do you want, goober?
Tim: i need help i brought Bernard up on a gotham bank gargoyle to see the city and he kissed me and my grapple fell but he doesnt know so im playing it cool but weβre stuck up here please come help me can you climb the gargoyle and lower a grapple to me so he doesnβt see please help i donβt want to look like an idiot i will do anything πππ
Jason: Youβre stuck on a gargoyle with your conspiracy theorist boyfriend?
Tim: ye :(
Jason: LOL
Tim: JASON
Jason: Alright just play it cool. Iβll come find you. But you owe me one.