Why can't we have a batman is the spirit of Gotham au?
He already is, in meta, in character, in theming. Him and the joker. He is so very built upon what Gotham is made of, and Gotham builds from what he needs in turn, the setting of his story.
What if that is the reason he can take damage that would permanently ruin a physical career and come back? What if that's how he's managed to maintain his no-kill streak to such an extent? What if that's how he manages to maintain such high maintenance and all consuming identities?
For the heart and soul of a city containing all extremes, the richest nobility and the lowest of the poor, the cruellest villains and the most compassionate heroes, orphaned children and ancient lineages, a city rooted in fear and madness and grit-teeth determination and hard won kindness, what better choice could you find than Bruce Wayne?
But what if he wasn't alone in that? What if Gotham has sunk to such a low because its spirit is damaged and corrupted?
For the heart and soul of the cruellest city in the dc universe, the most unrelenting and uncaring, the one that practically laughs at your pain and suffering as you try to make it through another day, what better choice than the Joker?
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“The love was there. It didn't change anything. It didn’t save anyone. There were just too many forces against it. But it still matters that the love was there.”
"Turn my eyes, I see you stare
'Cross the room and right at me
Now you're smiling like you've got
Like you've got something on your mind"
― Mehro, "chance with you"
and
"When you think no one's watching
I'm watching only you
When you feel no one's listening
I hear through the noise to hear you"
― Shannon Saunders, "Atlas"
and
"Feeling the way you breath down my side
I'll never escape you, I can never try
Seeing the way you look in my eyes
I'm lost in illusion, my world set aside"
― The Irrepressibles, "To Be"
and
"I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care
But it's so cold and I don't know where"
― Tom Odell, "Another Love"
and
“You're trying not to tell him you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you don't even have a name for.”
― Richard Siken, Crush
and
“Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
Tell me we'll never get used to it.”
― Richard Siken, Crush
and
“We can't hold hands―
Someone might see.
Won't you please
Hold toes with me?”
― Shel Silverstein, Every Thing on It
and
"Does it seem too hard?
Does it seem alright
To keep in touch?"
― Mehro, "hideous"
and
"How was the world before the big melt happened?
How was the sun when it could touch your skin?
How was it all before the city died?"
― Black Casino and the Ghost, "How Was the World"
and
"Can't you look at me?
Am I that hideous to you?
Can't you talk to me?
Do I really mean nothing to you?"
― Mehro, "hideous"
and
"So this is the subterranean life.
If it can't be conjugated onto us, what good is it?"
― John Ashbery, A Wave
and
“Sorry about that. Sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we lived here, sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud. Especially that, but I should have known."
― Richard Siken, Crush
and
“With this bullet lodged in my chest, covered with your name, I will turn myself into a gun, because
it’s all I have,
because I’m hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own. I’ll be your slaughterhouse, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting, walking around with this
bullet inside me
‘cause I couldn’t make you love me and I’m tired of pulling your teeth.”
― Richard Siken, Crush
and
“If you love me, Henry, you don’t love me in a way I understand.”
― Richard Siken, Crush
and
"How we got there, how we flew up
Heaven's doors are miles away
'Cause you're stuck to the ground
You have to stay"
― Panchiko, "Laputa"
and
“There are no happy endings.
Endings are the saddest part,
So just give me a happy middle
And a very happy start.”
― Shel Silverstein, Every Thing on It
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thinking of an elderly retired professor robin buckley who moves home and gets a part time job at the hawkins public library and her partner in crime comes along as well, of course, though he's long-retired and has no interest in actual working in a library. he's always just around.
everyone in town's sure they're an old married couple both because they bicker like they are (usually the arguments end when steve pointedly turns off his hearing aids or robin threatens his kneecaps with her cane) and because they are (married in Vegas in '91).
they live in an old house in town and foster cats the way they used to foster kids when they were younger (half the cats are foster fails and they still have contact with most of their foster kids scattered across the country). the house is tastefully kitsch and full of old books. holidays are loud and chaotic gatherings of old friends and their extended families.
they each have had partners here and there throughout the years but nothing lasted or got serious enough to consider divorce. robin's varying university resesrch jobs took them all over the world and of course, Steve followed.
(The year is 2040. Steve doesn't keep up with world news or politics, saying he's retired from that too. Robin jokes that if he was ever in an accident and the paramedics asked him who the current president was, they'd assume he had brain damage.
"But I do have brain damage," he always says, and in polite company, Robin just pats his arm and smiles indulgently.
Otherwise, she says, "oh, don't we know it.")
Robin's diagnosis was the first secret she had kept from Steve in years and years. Unbeknownst to her, it was the first that he kept as well. He knew all along the real reason she had decided to retire and come home.
They lived a quiet and simple life, intending on seeing through their golden years together without incident.
But this was Hawkins.
Neither realized that their quaint suburban neighborhood had been built over the bulldozed remains of a familiar trailer park.
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⠀ ⠀★⠀ THE FIRST MINI ALBUM · GLITCHTOPIA · NA MINJUN :
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀a play on the words glitch and utopia, glitchtopia is the debut studio album from NO SPIN's leader na minjun, showcasing himself in the sole spotlight with not only his rapping abilities, but his raw vocals as well. minjun is no stranger to releasing music and has released multiple works in the past for the fans, but glitchtopia marks the rapper's first official release. the album released on july 20th at 6pm kst, followed by the music video for the title track VIRTUAL INSANITY, showcasing minjun in a vibrant, futuristic neon city — perfectly matching the addictive, flashy hip-hop vibes off of the entire album.
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀the album consists of seven tracks, all dripping in minjun's iconic style and flow that only the no spin rapper has managed to pull off. unabashedly being himself for this album in not only his sound, glitchtopia addresses the pressures of not only fame but also love, and lack thereof it, how it feels to be lost despite having everything, and themes of losing your confidence.
⠀ ⠀★⠀ ALBUM INCLUSIONS BELOW · 1 OF 3 RANDOM PHOTOCARDS · 1 OF 2 RANDOM POLAROIDS · 1 POSTER
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