on longing, romance, and every in-between.
References:
1: painting by Filippo Lippi
2: John Koenig 'The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows'
3: painting by Anthony van Dyck, 'Portrait of Mary and William of Orange'
4: uncertain, will be added once found
5: painting by Luis Caballero
6: 'Elegy for My Sadness' by Chen Chen
7: a fragment of ourselves returning v, 2018 by Beatrice Wanjiku
8: Richard Siken
9: uncertain, will be added once found
10: Tumblr post by @mothicalspoken
11: uncertain, will be added once found
12: Joan Tierney
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(All 5 of the original Robins meeting thanks to the Flash family fucking with the timeless/multiverse again)
Jason (As Robin 2): Wait a fuckin' minute, I *die*!?
Tim (As Robin 3): Yes, that is correct.
Dick (As Robin 1): I'm still stuck on the fact that not only do I get fired, but four more Robins come after me. And that this eleven-year-old stalked both me and you for years!
Tim (R3): I'm 13, almost 14.
Steph (As Robin 4): I'm only around for a few months? Why?
Damian (As Robin 5): You initiated a protocol that Batman was meant to be around for without telling him. You then caused a gang war, Black Mask discovered your identity, he kidnapped you, tortured you, then assumedly killed you. Dr. Thompkins in actuality faked your death and after a while you returned. Then you started dating Drake.
Tim (R3): Is that part really important to mention?
Jason (R2): Yes, now, how the hell do I die, Replacement?
Tim (R3): Joker beats you with a crowbar then blows you up in a warehouse in Ethiopia.
Jason (R2): And... And B doesn't kill him?
Damian (R5): No. But Grayson does.
Dick (R1): I what now!?
Steph (R4): Don't worry, the B-Man brings him back to life shortly after.
Jason (R2): He does fuckin' WHAT!!??
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Having an intense brainrot on this guy again.
Also, with the upcoming release of DCTL's graphic novel (which will most likely do irreparable damage to the already weak health of the fandom), I decided to draw a few sketches of our favorite music director based on references of the one I believe to be the irl Sammy Lawrence : Mr. Jude Law in Gattaca, 1997 !
I don’t really know how to express it but his features SCREAMS Sammy to me : the scowl, the delicate yet virile face, the cold beauty marked by an underlying anger... IT’S LITERALLY HIM.
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From behind the papist virgin with her silver shoes there creeps another woman, poor, her feet bare and calloused, her swarthy face plastered with the dust of the road. Her belly is heavy with salvation and the weight drags and makes her back ache.
The Mirror and the Light, Hilary Mantel
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