#and then leave forever but you know

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

"What do you mean their name isn't Beef?"

(for @moondal514)

#TGCF #he xuan #I only know TGCF through having multiple people try and explain it to me + watching S1 of the animated series. #And fandom osmosis of some characters and plot points. #So I had a genuine 'A platypus? *PERRY* the platypus?' moment when doing research for this prompt. #My method for drawing novel characters is to read their description + personality and make a few drafts from there. #Sometimes I get curious and look up official art on a wiki. Ensue the: “huh who is this (sees the female form) I KNOW WHO THIS IS” #Anyways this is actually just a warm up. An unprecedented part 2 comes tomorrow. #Because the journey of “How *would* I draw he xuan?” took me on a wild journey that nearly drove me into madness. #Spoilers: its not how I drew HX in this comic. It's more...on brand for this blog. Lets leave it there. Everyone gets a 24 hour warning. #Thank you Moondal514 for pushing me into the deepest waters on this one. I am forever changed.

[electoons]

I love the college of winterhold. everyone there is casually deranged and there's like an alarming number of students and staff who threaten you immediately when they meet you. it's always one of the first questlines I do. which makes it even funnier when you get made the arch-mage of the college. I'm level 12 and got through this questline knowing exactly 3 spells. what do you mean you want me to lead the college. this school CANNOT be an accredited institution

#i ask if anyone wants this job and everyone starts whistling and checking their phones #their magic phones. theyre scrolls #mia.txt #tes #skyrim #oh wait no i forgot j'zargo wants the position and actively wishes you were dead so he can be archmage #and nirya as well. you know what maybe its a good thing im the archmage because im never there #i drop in every few weeks for 10 minutes then leave. the place pretty much runs itself right #reddit says “they have a bullying problem” yeah i know i married him #and he's the new archmage's special little princess and he can do whatever he wants forever. call the police about it #dont bring your piddly ass problems to the archmage shes busy girlbossing (committing widescale atrocities) #(update to clarify the princess is enthir. short king scored a 6'5'' orc dommy mommy with the biggest strap in tamriel congratulate him NOW)

[tatakaeeren]

Gojo Satoru 💙 | Jujutsu Kaisen Manga chapter 222 "Omen"

#gojo satoru #satoru gojo #jjk spoilers #jjk leaks #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #toriigifs #I don't know who to tag because... you know... spoilers #hahaha #but kajhdjkahdka GOJOO!!!!!! lkdhakdja 😭🔥❤😍😭🔥❤😍 #that smileee THAT SMILEEEEEE akjhdd i will forever cry #and that im gonna kill everyone face ooohhhhhhhh #i don't know how to color #i leave that to my expert friends 🙌💖 #but i know how to clean haaha so that's what i did

[rainedroptalks]

What is it with fantasy high and girls dying before their lives ever began. How we can never really know who they are, or who they could’ve been. Brennan Lee Mulligan I will find you

#ramblings #fantasy high #dimension 20 #fhjy #fantasy high junior year #lucy frostblade #yea yea this is obviously about Lucy. but also.. #um #penelope everpetal #(collective booing from the crowd) #(I am dragged off the stage) #jokes aside tho #they both have that quality of haunting a narrative (Penelope specifically in the seven and Lucy in fhjy) #they’re gone. their stories are over. and yet #they have a hold over the ones they left behind #we will never truly know Lucy past anecdotes and old stories #penelope was an array of false faces and honestly? we’ll never know her either. all we’ve got is that old picture of her and Sam #and obviously Lucy was kinder. she definitely didn’t deserve what happened to her #while you could argue Penelope got what was coming for her #but the fact remains #Lucy Frostblade and Penelope Everpetal we’re both teenage girls who we can only catch glimpses of. forever #in some ways #they’re the same. dead girls who never fully leave. their ghosts still visible in the corner of your eyes #anyway rant over I’m just obsessed with d20 girls and I can draw parallels from anywhere #I might make a more… comprehensive post about this one day who knows

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

when you mentioned in your tags that there was hardly any laughingstock i didn't believe you at first, but holy shit ur right. YOU AND @krasytoonz MADE ME INTO A LAUGHINGSTOCK BELIEVER. I WILL PAY TRIBUTE TO THESE SKRUNGLY FUCKERS SOON, MARK MY WORDS *shakes fist into the void*

no yeah Seriously though its just us out here, fighting for our lives in the fucking Trenches. in ten years someone is gonna use the word 'laughingstock' casually in conversation and im gonna have War Flashbacks

#no please get out while you still can #once you let them in all the way They Will Not Fucking Leave they are There Forever #the inside of my brain is just me huddled in a corner while they make out in the middle of my skull #BUT YEAH THERES BARELY ANYTHING #trust me whenever krasytoonz posts them i am instantly there to ravenously devour the crumbs like a rabid pigeon #they are my only outside source of barnaby/howdy #them and the side plot in Stamps by Indigopoptart on ao3 #oh the side plot my beloved.... im still starving but sometimes they trick me into feeling like im Feasting.... #and that one tidbit in Beautiful Boy Its Only Love by ImaginatorOf Things - also on ao3 ofc #and thats IT thats ALL I HAVE. all We have #shoving my entire fist into my mouth and biting it off while sobbing. screaming. etc. #oh the pain and joy of rarepairs... its been a while since ive been so taken with one... #who knows? with the power of friendship and this gun i found maybe one day it wont just be viewed as a crackship by the masses #rambles from the bog #gotta be honest. krasytoonz also converted me all the way #like i was tenuous about it at first... #it was just a Thought yk yk #i was like 'oh thats cute but like. as a side thing. a background thing. they dont have much going for them' #i think that was because i had nothing to enjoy outside of my own brain #i liked the very rare very jokey crumbs from a couple of clownsuu's posts #but it wasnt enough to make me go Theyre Mine Now #then i stumbled upon krasytoonz and one scrolling session later! i was fully hooked! just like that! #laughingstock went from a nebulous interest to a Permanent Fixture In My Braincase! #but yeah uhhhhh glad i could contribute to passing on the Illness #if you ever get free i will envy you #and to future me: if youre free i envy you as well. but i also pity you bc theyre so so good theyre so cute whats wrong with you- #i hate them & i love them & theyre nothing & theyre everything & they wont leave & ive locked the door

[ex0toxin]

karaoke!! 🎤🎵✨

jsys week'24, day 5

#BISEXUAL LIGHTING IN THE FUCKING CLUUUUBBBBB #theyre at an upscale karaoke club in the city bc the one in morioh smells weird and the gang is really sure its a front for the yakuza #someone brought glitter. there are so many drinks. it's koichis treat so oku got like 7 parfaits and didnt leave a SINGLE crumb #i know they stumble out (they were removed for staying overtime and being annoying as fuck) blinking spots out of their eyes for an hour #theyre singing together forever by rick astley btw. EXTREMELY important that you know. #genuinely had such a fun time w this one i love going ham with light and effects... theyre so in love ......... :') #josuyasu #josuyasu week #josuyasu week 2024 #josuke higashikata #okuyasu nijimura #jojo #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #my art

[introspectivememories]

god i know i said i was tired of making eveerything sad but just imagine timber those first few months of reconnecting and they're both drunk on tim's boat, laying on the deck staring up at the stars and bear turns over to look at tim, his eyes are sad and wet, and he reaches out to touch tim's face as if to make sure tim is really there and not an illusion and tim whispers, "bear?" and bernard smiles a little brokenly and goes, "so how long do i have you for this time?"

#tim fully sober now: what do you mean? i'm right here bear #bear still drunk: i got you for almost a whole year last time. how long before you leave this time? #bear: 2 years? 6 months? #tim sadly: you can have me forever bear #bear laughing: i don't even get you that long in my dreams #bear smiles reaching out to poke tim's face: don't worry tim! anytime you want to come back‚ i'll be right here. #god tim who's constantly leaving and bear who knows but cant help letting him comeback into his life again and again #you cannot tell me that bear went to that first date in urban legends expecting tim to stay #he went to that date expecting to get his heart broken again but he loves this boy so he goes anyway #tim who always leaves and bear who waits patiently everytime #sorry im like sobbing in the library #bear is so 'right where you left me' coded #bear who loves tim so much he'll let tim break his heart again and again #head in hands head in hands #dc #tim drake #bernard dowd #timbern #timber

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

In my opinion

There is no denying that House loves Cuddy. It's obvious, everybody knows it, there's no debate. Cuddy also loves House, again, obvious, no debate. But the way that Cuddy loves House is not the same as the way that Wilson does.

Cuddy acknowledges Houses issues, and she loves him in spite of them. She sees the worst parts of him, the "undesirable" parts of House, and she chooses to look beyond them. She sees the man that he is aside from those things, and she makes the conscious choice to coexist with those parts of him in exchange for being together with the parts that she loves. An example would be House's jealousy. She acknowledges that he can be extremely jealous, and she agrees to look past it because he's also very loving and protective. That's why when House continues to make mistakes, she becomes more and more disappointed. Because she sees a man who she believes could do better, falling back into his "old ways." She will try to convince herself that it's not a surprise when he does "bad" things, and she tries to convince herself that she doesn't need him to change, but the truth is that she does. Cuddy is a mother. She is a very mature, professional woman, and she wants to settle down. House, as he exists in the show, would not be able to live up to par with those expectations. I'm not saying he couldn't be a great dad to Rachel, or that he wouldn't love Cuddy, but he would realistically would not be able to act the way she needs and deserves for the rest of their lives. And when he does inevitably do something destructive, she will struggle to deal with it. Because she sees House as someone split down two sides, the "good" side, and the "bad" side, and she will expect him to focus on the "good" side, so when House does something wrong, it will feel like a personal attack, because she will see it as him not fighting hard enough to not give in to his "bad" side for her. And that's not to say anything bad about Cuddy, because the fact that she needs somebody who is the type of person that House just can not realistically be is neither of their faults. But I believe that House fully understands all of this. He is crumbling under the pressure of living up to Cuddy's expectations. He is constantly trying to fight his "bad" side so that he can be what she needs. But in reality, he is not two separate parts. There is no "good" and "bad" House. They are one in the same. With her, he has to fight to be what she needs. He has to fight to change. So when stressful things happen, his fight or flight response kicks in, and he runs. Because he's scared. He's scared that he is going to do something that will disappoint her. He is scared he won't live up to her expectations. With Cuddy, he has to sacrifice parts of himself to attempt to be who she needs. And it's just not sustainable. You can't live like that forever. All the good becomes overshadowed by constant anxiety and stress. It leads to House's mental health plummeting because he starts to hate himself for not being able to get rid of that "bad side." And so when Cuddy needs him during stressful times, he can't bring himself to be there for her fully, because he is so focused on the "good" side of him coming out, that he starts to lose himself.

With Wilson, however, it is basically the exact opposite. Wilson doesn't see two different sides of House. He sees one person who is incredibly multifaceted. He recognizes those "undesirable" parts of House, and he loves them just the same as he loves the "good" parts. Because he sees no divide. When House does things that are hurtful, he still calls him out, but he doesn't see it as a personal failure. He sees it as just a part of House. Like yeah, he'll insult your fatal illness, but he'll shoot some random guy with a spud gun for insulting you. Where as Cuddy would see those as two separate, distinct sides, Wilson sees those as a conjoined whole. He doesn't love House in spite of his issues. He loves House because of his issues. Because House's struggles are a part of what makes House who he is. So Wilson can fight with him and be mad at him and hurt him, but he doesn't expect House to throw away or "overcome" parts of himself. He would love for House to give up drugs, but he doesn't expect House to give up his addictive tendencies. There's a balance, and it's all an equal part of House. And so because of this, when House and Wilson are put in stressful situations, House doesn't feel like he has to run. He feels safe. Because he knows even if he says something wrong, and even if he upsets Wilson, Wilson is not going to leave him. Wilson does not have these high expectations for him that he feels like he is being forced to fill. And so he can focus on genuinely being in the moment and being there for Wilson because he is not fighting with himself, and he is not scared. He has trust in Wilson and enough trust in their relationship to know that they will work things out. I think the fact that they have very similar issues also helps a lot. He can be mean to Wilson and lash out, and Wilson will recognize that House is doing that because he is scared and because he loves him. In return, Wilson can also insult House and make fun of him because he's just as destructive. They meet each other on the same level because they are equals. House does not feel like Cuddy's equal. He feels like she is better than him, and he can't be himself with her. Him and Wilson know each other as well as they know themselves, and they're not constantly making the other feel like there are high expectations they have to fight to reach in order to love each other or be "worthy" of each other. They're just House and Wilson.

But I have no idea what I'm talking about, so take this with a grain of salt.

#(Yes Wilson does temporarily leave House but that's besides the point you get the jist) #I hope this makes sense because it took me forever to write it because my brain was struggling to put it into words #I feel like I've made similar posts before but whatever #Also I know people get pissed about the wall of text being to big and not having enough spaces in between paragraphs #but rip i guess because im not fixing it #house md #house #greg house #james wilson #gregory house #hilson #hate crimes md #hatecrimes md #housemd #wilson #favs #favourite #clearing out my drafts #house/wilson

[gfdazai]

Kissing his tears away. ♡

no cws rlly, Atsushi is having a flashback and is in a state of confusion for the first half of it. established relationship. It implies his episodes to be a repeated thing towards the end. Hurt/comfort? Wc 500ish, not edited/proofchecked. GN reader! {No pronouns or terms (other than precious) being used towards reader.}

Atsushi, who's crying after having an episode of flashbacks. He's stuck in his dorm, curled up in a closet as he mutters and pleads for whoever to stop.

You, precious, you. You stepping into his dorm, the door falling shut alarming him of your presence — taking your shoes off by the door, wanting to be polite, after all.

Atsushi doesn't want to come out of the closet, scared of what's waiting outside of it for him. He's shaking — his breathing quiet, but panicked.

He's wants to plead for forgiveness, scared of whatever punishment he's getting from the head of the orphanage, but is frozen when he hears footsteps approaching.

He puts his hands over his mouth, squeezing his eyes shut, silently praying for forgiveness, when he hears a short, soft voice.

"Atsushi?"

He pauses, not sure of what to do. What if this was all a trick? He's probably imagining you, and the director will find him any moment...

He doesn't fight when you gently tug him up, or out of the closet, just apologizing and standing there, unsure of what to do. ...Should he say he's fine, when he's clearly not?... He's never been caught in this bad of an episode. He's supposed to be bright and sunny Atsushi Nakajima.

"Atsushi..." You say softly, "Can I touch you?" His eyes slowly and hesitantly open, eyes fluttering to your face — the image being slightly distorted by his tearful eyes.

His hands slowly unclench his hair, the stinging finally settling into his scalp — he hopes he didn't cause himself to bleed. Again. He nods a little, swallowing — not trusting his voice.

You smile, and God. You look so trustworthy, so... So different from the director. Of course you're not the director — how could he ever think so?... The director is gone, Atsushi is out of the orphanage. He's not there anymore... He shouldn't be having these thoughts — these memories.

You gently tug him onto the couch, your hand lovingly combing out the tangles in his messy hair. He lets you. He stiffens a little at first, but when you intertwine your fingers with his? His breathing grows a little softer.

"Would you be comfortable sharing what triggered you?" You ask, voice not pressuring him at all, but he still feels guilty for not answering automatically. He swallows, his gaze falling to the floor as he shakes his head.

"It's okay, Atsushi." You murmur, and he feels your soft, slightly warm lips pressing against the coolness of his tears. When did he start crying?... He sniffles pathetically at that.

"I'm sorry..." He mutters, hiding his face in his hands. "I'm sorry." He repeats. He doesn't know how to react, but he doesn't stop you again.

"It's okay. I'm not mad." You mumble softly, and he folds, turning and clinging to you. He hides his face in your neck and just... Cries. He cries like a broken boy — like a broken child.

You kiss his tears, kissing away the salty, memories of the past. You kiss away his scars, his scares — his past.

Please don't steal my work, nor feed it to any sort of AI. Thank you! ♡

#꒰ ＃ 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑠' 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠.ᐟ ࿐ ꒱ #atsushi nakajima x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #atsushi fluff #atsushi angst #idk how to tag waaaaah T_// #bsd fluff #bsd angst #bsd scenarios #bsd x you #bsd x reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #atsushi x reader #atsushi x you #atsushi x y/n #ITS BEEN FOREVER SINCE IVE WRITTEN ANYTHING #i never know how to end fics so if its rushed pleaasseeeee leave me beeee #i need praise .!

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

Today I was thinking about Spider getting taken in by the Sully's, getting adopted, feeling like he got everything he ever wanted and was as happy as he could be but still feeling like. It's not enough. Like he was missing time, like he's always making up for missed time with them. He can't ever have those years without them back, and no amount of time forward will make up for the past. No one else gets it, why sometimes he'd just rather stay home and weave baskets with Neytiri and Tuk, or just follow Jake around when he goes to boring meetings, instead or going out and having fun with his friends. Emotionally he's years behind.

The person who is the closest to getting it is Tuk. Sometimes Tuk just wants to sit in someone's lap while she plays, because she's little and sometimes she needs to be cuddled by her mom. Some days Spider literally can't let one of them out of his sight or something catastrophic will happen. Emotionally he needs a cuddle.

#my adopted cousin is stressed to go to college because she feels intrinsically like she hasn't gotten the time she deserves with my aunt #she was adopted when she was four #adoption is trauma! #it got me thinking #the loss of time and the emotionally stunted growth is really something to ponder and make ourselves sad with #he literally KNOWS that his family won't leave him but sometimes if he can't see them they're gone forever #tuks like yeah obviously you jsut need a cuddle day! #miles spider socorro #spider socorro #spider sully #tuktirey sully #neytiri sully #jake sully #avatar #avatar the way of water #james cameron avatar #melissa og #melissa on avatar (cameron)

[factorialsotherfandoms]

A birdhouse. What they find is a birdhouse, sealed up in reinforced deepslate. It had not been so much a trail as following Tubbo as he frantically searched various places and their surroundings, and a bit of good luck in that Pac had a spyglass on him. Tubbo leads, Fit guards, and Pac is here because he cannot let anyone suffer the Federation longer than they must.

That it took them this long to notice Philza was missing honestly makes him feel a little sick. A man who claims so many close friends, and still it took 3 days for any of them to notice. Pac wonders - if nobody had seen his own kidnappings, would it taken them as long?

It doesn't really matter. They are here now, and they can only do their best.

It is hard to get inside. Once they do, the place is… beautiful. Full of birds, and vines, and if it were not for something that Pac cannot quite place would look like one of Tallulah's builds.

Tubbo moved first of the three, not nearly as cautious, not scouring for traps as Fir does, or anxiously checking for danger like Pac.

The birdhouse is shaped like an L, part it hidden. As soon as Tubbo sees it, he screams "Phil!" and also vanishes behind the wall.

Pac and Fit do not hesitate. They launch themselves the few steps forwards to see.

Fit yells "shit" and follows Tubbo to the floor.

Pac… Pac takes the moment to look, heart in his throat. There are more birds - hummingbirds - all around, both sat on the floor and caged up above. In the centre is a plinth, and on it a book, an empty shelf on either side.

Philza is curled on the floor before the plinth, surrounded by bloody, torn feathers. Hus wings are even more a mess than before, and it is clear he curls around something.

More worrying - Tubbo is shaking him, yelling and sobbing his name, while Fit taps his cheek and asks for a response. Neither works.

Pac does not know Philza well, but he does know this is bad. It is not a build like any other Federation build, but he knows a torture room when he sees one.

Even one as pretty as this.

"Babygirl," Fit calls him, and Pac flinches. "Can you look at me? You love this shiny head, don't you? Wanna see it?"

Pac shakes himself. He pulls out a sharestone and sets it beside the group, checking over the list of who is online.

No doctors on the island, Philza's other friends offline, nobody like that - just…

Forever's communicator comes online.

Pac does not hesitate to private message him, givinf him the name of the sharestone, and to bring blankets, healing potions, and hot chocolate.

Done, he kneels between Tubbo and Fit, the former sobbing apologies and the other trying again.

"I asked Forever to come with blankets," Pac whispers.

Fit nods, flicking Philza's forehead and finally earning a response.

Philza sluggishly raises his head, empty, dead eyes blinking in Fit's direction. He reaches a hand out, and fails to reach; Pac takes it up, freezing cold.

"There you are," Fit's smile is tense. "Birdbrain got you good, huh?"

They all know it's not birdbrain but shock; the blood all around, the vacant expression… with Philza's arm uncurled, Pac can see what Philza was holding. A ducky floaty, and a red beanie.

He swears.

Fit looks, and swears as well.

Tubbo, seeing them, breaks into sobs.

Pac uses his free arm to pull Tubbo into a hug just as the sharestone whirs.

"Hey Pac, what sort if sleepover needs-" Forever freezes in his words for a moment, before yelling for Philza, and joining the group on the floor.

Forever throws a few splash potions at him, before grabbing the blankets. Pac is somewhat pushed aside but, with the sobbing Tubbo in his arms, maybe that is for the best.

Somehow, Fit and Forever get Philza sitting, while Pac manages to convince Tubbo to breathe. He watches as they convince him to drink a potion, then as he's given the mug of hot chocolate and grasps it in his hands. Philza leans heavily against Fit, but his eyes remain on Forever.

The ducky and the beanie remain firmly in his lap.

"What happened?" Fit speaks for all of them. "Do you remember?"

Philza nods, but it still takes him a while to speak, "I... Here."

Shaking hands draw a book from his inventory, and hand it to Forever.

Forever reads aloud the story of the old crow, and the room is grim.

"But wait," Tubbo finally calms himself enough to pipe up. "The ducky is still in the maze. How's it here too?"

"At least one is a very convincing fake," Fit says. "If not both."

Pac, who has been kidnapped more than anyone else in the room, and has seen another happen, can almost see it play out. His hands shake as he grips Tubbo a little tighter.

"The ducky in the maze," he whispers. "It wasn't about Chayanne; it was about Phil."

"It's so fucking stupid," Philza groans, taking a sip of hot chocolate and earning a little more life. "I should have seen it. Tallulah doesn't write like that, she knows I'm an idiot and has to spell it out. A bit too much sometimes. And Chayanne wouldn't write a book at all, just leave me a scrap with coordinates on, or maybe a trail of potato crates. I just-"

Forever leans over and pulls Philza from Fit's chest to his own, capturing him in a desperate hug, whispering reassurances Pac cannot hear he is sure.

"Fucking Feds." Fit sums up the room.

"It's not your fault," Pac says the words everyone always told him. "The Federation is... too good? at this."

"It's fucked up," Tubbo agrees. "And on Tallulah's birthday? They got you good, man. What if-"

Pac squeezes Tubbo's shoulder, "they are too good at this. It's not Philza's fault."

"Played us like fiddles," Fit agrees. "All of us. Nobody thought the ducky would be about you not Chayanne even after you vanished."

"Do you want to go home?" Forever ignores their conversation. "There's a sharestone; we can get easily back."

Philza shakes his head, his voice breaking as he says "I want my children."

They really should make a bunk room in the Order, Pac thinks, both for situations like this and for when Cellbit is up until the small hours struggling over puzzles.

He does not think of his own son, still missing, and the empty house he, too, must go back to.

With Missa so infrequently there... Does Philza feel the same?

He must do.

An empty house made for a family, haunted by their absence, the eternal knowing you were not enough... Pac built a whole new home on the island, and still cannot escape his family's ghosts. How they can Philza, when he sleeps in his children's bedroom?

"There are still houses in the Favela," Pac says, it the most central place he can think of. "You could go there? We used to stay there all the time; there's space for Tubbo and Fit too."

"You come as well," Fit butts in.

Pac would object, but Philza examines him, then gives an exhausted nod.

"Okay," he merely says.

"We could call Wilbur?" Fit suggests. "Once we're at the Favela. I know its not the eggs, but..."

But, if what he has been told is correct, the fabled Wilbur is one of Philza's children just the same.

Philza nods, and Forever scoops him up. Tubbo scuttles from Pac's grasp to grab the floaty, while Fit passes Pac Tallulah's beanie.

He clings to it, her hat.

Fit gives him a knowing smile and takes his hand. "Favela, then."

"We can invite people to come chill as they get online," Tubbo suggests.

It sounds like a solid enough plan; Philza is already half asleep, and surely someone has enough medical knowledge to check on him? Even if not, the expression of how many people care... It meant a lot to Pac, embarassing as it was. It surely would to Philza too.

#qsmp fanfic #qsmp philza #qsmp fit #qsmp tubbo #qsmp tazercraft #qsmp forever #qsmp pac #rescue mission #hurt/comfort #this feels like a really bizarre option but eh I went with it #morning crew do a rescue! forever gets called in later #Pac knows Philza the least but understands perhaps the best #idk #take this or leave this its here now #hope you found something to enjoy!

[brucewaynehater101]

Do u have more tim angst. Pls i need it. Plsplsplsplsplsplsplsplspls

As I've seen quoted before, come get your angst juice:

Tim loved being Robin. He got to be a hero (the exact same mantle of his favorite heroes, Robin I and II). He treasured all that Robin was: the goofy colors, the quips, the ability to defeat those with powers when he had none, flying through Gotham's skyline, and solving cases. He centered his entire life, his entire being, around that title. There was no before and after for Tim. It's all he's ever known.

To be able to wear that R upon his own chest? He worked so damn hard. He had to peel his exhausted body off of the training mat again and again. He had to beg a grown man, Bruce, to keep living. He had to force his way into the Manor again and again when he was turned away. He stole Robin, literally nabbed the suit right out of the case, in order to fly.

He was even sent to another country, sent away by his mentor (his hero), to train. He faced off against King Snake and Lady Shiva alone!

He passed every test (even that damned 16th birthday one), every expectation, and every demand of his role.

Yet, he never actually wanted the cape. Being Robin was never about Tim. It was always about everyone else.

That is why, when Jason ripped the R from his chest, the pain felt more physical than the wounds he was given. That is why, when Stephanie briefly flew in his uniform, his emotions exploded upon each other. That is why, when Damian pranced into the room in those colors with the backing of Dick, Tim felt his world collapsing.

It is why, even though he was supposed to have given up Robin (like his predecessors did), he still calls himself Red Robin.

The mantle gave him freedom, training, and joy. He barely survived to adulthood, but it kept him going loss after loss. It was, and still is, everything to Tim. He's Robin because he's needed. He can do so much good for so many people as Robin (more than he thought Timothy Drake could do).

For Tim, being Robin is for anyone else but himself. This is why its suffocating vice grip will never truly let him go.

#dc comics #dc universe #tim drake #tim drake angst #tim needs a new mantle but he'll forever be stuck as robin #bruce continues to spiral and fuck up his kids (tim will forever be needed) #dc red robin #red robin was never a choice #the one time tim tried to leave the vigilante life he died in canon #tim knows to be robin is to be used and betrayed #i was so happy to get an ask (like kicking feet happy) thank you!!!

[magdaluxe]

nothing good comes from a house fire. but it wasnt a house fire actually. whatever

#myhouse.wad #myhouse.pk3 #inscryption #kaycee hobbes #my art #i cld write an entire essay on these two games' parallels #preserving legacy in a digital age. how friends leave an impact on you and how you leave an impact on them #sometimes friendship is modding a floppy disk and then dying about it #but are you really dead if your legacy lives forever #also theres fires in both of them or something #also also yes i know myhouse is more abt romantic love i just used ‘friends’ so i didnt hit the tag word limit

[dylanconrique]

remember when titus said he imagined jackson finding out about tim and lucy dating after waking up in the morning to find tim standing shirtless in their kitchen making coffee?? why couldn't we have had that????

#*carly catalogs #I'M SO SAD THAT THIS CAN NEVER BE A REALITY ANYMORE #CAN YOU IMAGINE IF HE WERE ALIVE WHEN THEY STARTED SECRETLY DATING?????? #he would've reassured lucy over and over that he wouldn't tell a soul about them (cause you know she'd be kinda panicked about it) #BUT THAT COMES WITH A PRICE #THE PRICE BEING JACKSON RELENTLESSLY TEASING AND POKING FUN OF THEM BEHIND CLOSED DOORS #ESPECIALLY WHEN TIM COMES OVER TOO HE'D GET SO COMFORTABLE WITH ROASTING HIM ANYTIME HE'S AT THE APARTMENT #TITUS I RESPECT YOU AND YOUR DECISION FOR LEAVING BUT IT WAS TOO SOON 😭😭😭😭😭 #the brotherly bond we could have gotten between tim and jackson.... lost to me forever...... #brb i need to sit in the shower and cry over this #the rookie #jackson west #tim bradford #lucy chen #chenford #otp: you know me so well

[inkskinned]

i had a dream that the clouds looked like you, pink in the sunset. you were the ghost of a lighthouse and when we fell in love all your shackles fell off in great grey chunks. we became fish-squid-humans, unkillable and round as the sun. our children were whales, and we grew past the size of cruise ships. i cursed poachers with my own blood; only to relent, knowing the pain of drowning just close-enough, warning them: do better. be well. don't make a mistake you can't come back from.

how quietly you've slipped inside me, little seal shifting me under the water. this little dance we are both stepping, our hands just-quite not-touching. like mermaids, sometimes i think our form is the shape of the ocean. sometimes i think we are too horribly human, too terrified of the rip and torrent.

i have thought about my hand in your hair enough, and the curve of your cheekbone, and how you wait for a moment to gather your thoughts before telling a joke. i have thought about the tension that grows in cables between us, a little spined bridge neither of us will cross unless the situation dramatically shifts. i have thought about the way you tilt your head when considering something i blurted, how you show just-half of your smile when you know more than i did.

what even are you two? she asks me, stirring her coffee, her brows knitting. i shrug noncommittally.

somewhere, we are mermaids, eternally. in this world, for now - i tell her: i think we're just... enjoying.

#you know.... like. you know. #gay yearning #writeblr #(i had a dream the clouds actually looked like . well officer they looked like pussy. and i took a picture and sent it to you. and was like #what the fuck is happening what kind of cloud is this like milord that is 100% JUICE #.... the dream was extremely extremely bittersweet . i'll tell ya that much. i knew i was changing and the only way to follow the #lighthouse ghost. was to leave my family. forever. #something something something make it gay and make it about being unkillable and beautiful instead of like #''i have learned love is such sacrifice that even my dreams of transformation and love. are about how in order to follow my heart. #there's always SOMETHING i have to give up.'' #& how sad is that! how very catholic! this idea i have that happiness always has to come with #some kind of balance!

[augustjustice]

I am gripped by the idea of Kas!Steve.

But specifically...broken Steve, who’s been tortured and tormented and mind-controlled by Vecna, until he’s been sharpened into a weapon, his old King Steve persona pulled on like reshaped armor but now so much worse than Steve himself had ever been.

Kas!Steve who’s cocky and smug, who spews every cruel thought the gang has ever worried he’s had about them, clawing at each one of their insecurities with piercing accuracy. Because he knows them, from years of being friend and confidante. Their beating hearts, their strengths and weaknesses. So he taunts Robin by spilling every precious secret they’ve shared. Mocks Dustin and all the kids for being pathetic and snot-nosed, following in his footsteps like lost puppies. Needles Eddie about how obvious his crush on him is. Tells Nancy it really is their fault, what happened to Barbara all those years ago.

And it’s all so pointed, feels so specific, so...real, the group can’t help the worry that gnaws at each of them (just like Vecna would want), that this is what Steve really thinks.

Even more so when some of his barbs draw attention to the ways they’ve treated him. When Steve laughs at the thought of them overpowering him when for years they’ve been relying on him to be the tank, to take all the hard licks. Do they really think they can take him down? Like this? It’s as comical as it is pathetic, this new, dark Steve, the betrayer, the bloody, tells them, and Dustin sees the way that Nancy flinches, catches Robin’s pained eyes, guilt gripping each of their throats.

The question lingers, even hours after Steve has slunk back into the shadows, another battle they barely scraped out of alive behind them.

How will they do this without Steve?

#stranger things #steve harrington #steddie #platonic stobin #steve and dustin #the party #platonic stancy #kas!steve #kas the betrayer #of course all is solved by the power of love #because steve can cut with his words and his hands at all of them #but robin will never leave him because she's his platonic soulmate forever #because dustin said 'if you die i die' and meant it #because eddie knows now what a good guy steve is and isn't willing to let him go until he gets to find out how much #because he's the party's babysitter now and forever and like hell they're not gonna look out for him NOW when he needs them #they get through to steve with the proof that there is nothing that he can do or say past or present that will stop them from loving him #anyway someone else please write this since i'm a disaster