#ALSO I know he HAD to do something bc saving her was vital but that still doesn't mean I have to like how he left rose like that

[camellcat]

girl in the fireplace is so funny to me. just seeing different people's reactions (and mine) to it. like, here's how I break it down:

if you love rose tyler and timepetals but maybe not as crazy for the doctor himself, this is the worst episode ever EVA!!!!! like hell on EARTH WHYYYY OH MY GOD ROSEEE MY GIRL I'M SO SORRY YOU'RE BEING TREATED LIKE THIS!!!!! DOCTOR go save ur girl goddamn don't just leave her so uncertain and feeling betrayed like that!!!! and don't PROUDLY KISS OTHER WOMEN 😰😰😰!!!!!

if you're a bigger doctor lover but still enjoy rose and maybe timepetals but eh it's whatever, this episode is very interesting and a fun exploration of the doctor, if a bit sad to see rose almost sidelined like that. ultimately one you quite enjoy

if you just care about the doctor and not rose or timepetals, this episode is the SHIT OH it's so good it's SO good oh my god yes please dive more into the doctor's fucked up psyche and life grahhHH!!!! ough. this man is FUCKED UP!! YEAHHHH!!!

[atyd1960]

The more I think about it the more I'm confused about Snape's so called "redemption arc":

We don't know much about his years at Hogwarts outside of the time James hanged him from his underwear and he called Lily a Mudblood, but we know that:

1. He had a disdain for Muggles ever since he was born or at least ever since he was 10 y/o bc that's when he meets Lily and Petunia and treats the latter like garbage.

2. He was friends with Mulciber and Avery- known death eaters, especially Mulciber who we know was particularly close with Baldy due to the time he came to Hogsmede with him for his job interview with dummydore.

From that we can assume that he was a witness and a participant in A Lot of hate crimes against Muggle Borns ever since he was a minor. One of which was the time Mary was the victim.

3. We know HE invented the spell James used to hang him from his panties, which must mean that he used it against others, probably muggle borns, and his DE friends must've used it as well.

4. We know he invented the spell Sectumsempra to use against his enemies?? (Sorry it's been a while since I read the books I don't remember the exact quote.) and his enemies are almost certainly the Marauders. Also maybe his dad but that's a discussion for another day.

5. We know he was one of Baldy's dearest death eaters, even tho he was a Half-Blood with no status and no connections, which means he definitely did a lot of horrific things to Muggles and Muggle borns and the members of the Order of Phoenix.

6. We know he heard Trelawney's prophesy after eavesdropping in a bar, and immediately ran to Baldy with it. He knew that by telling Baldy about the prophecy an innocent baby will be killed, and he didn't give a shit. I cannot stress enough how much that information in vital for his character. Taking a baby's life so that Baldy might give him a sit closer to him by the table. And nothing would've happened to him if he shut his mouth and didn't go to Baldy. He didn't have his life or even his status\loyalty on the line. He just sacrificed this anonymous innocent baby for kicks and giggles.

7. The only point in which he cared about his actions was when Lily's life was on the line. This wanker really didn't care that he just gave Baldy (a man who made it his life' mission to kill Lily and the likes of her) a reason to kill Lily's son and husband, who were practically her only source of joy while she fought against his people in the war. He just wanted the girl he slurred and stalked and mistreated in high-school to live with all her friends and family dead. And thought he was doing something good. I don't even know how to begin to describe how fucked up that is.

8. He went to Dummydore and asked him to save her. After he got her, her husband and her kid to be under an even worse constant death threat than they were before because of Lily's blood status and their participant in the order. And after he spent the last 3-4 years killing Lily’s friends and the people who share her blood status.

9. That was also the point in which he offered himself to be a double spy right?? Again real heroic of him to risk his life after all the shit he did because he was in love with a girl whose life he ruined. He never cared about all the shit he did and all the people he murdered and he never actually wanted to help innocent people or do good by the world or even by Lily.

10. After Baldy died for the first time and the first war ended, Harry had nobody left, and Dummydore put him with Petunia and Vernon. Snape knew better than anyone else what the Dursleys will do to Harry. He knew everything, and he didn't do shit. Not only did he not do shit, but he also made things worse for Harry by bullying and harassing him since the moment he stepped foot in the castle.

11. Extending on the last point- Snape bullied, harassed, abused, mistreated and discriminated against students at Hogwarts ever since he started teaching there, I'm not gonna start elaborating on all the times he did those things because that would take a different essay of similar length.

12. If Voldemort chose to go after Neville instead of Harry, Snape would live and die as the most loyal Death Eater ever

So to conclude: am I really expected to forgive him because he loved Lily and had a hard time with James when they were 16 and he spied for Dummydore for a bit?? Being a loser in middle school and then becoming a double spy doesn’t make up for… anything. Especially since he never stopped being a terrible person.

[yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt]

It's 8:22am on a workday which means it's time for me to share my Goldenheart nightmare headcanons (movie and comic bc you know I love all 4 of my traumatized men)

So all these bitches have nightmares. Let's just. Get that out of the way first, especially post-canon

M! Ambrosius:

Ever since the ceremony, he had nightmares about finding Bal's dead body. Up until finding out Ballister was alive, they happened practically every night, but they continued to pop up occasionally long after the two reconciled. He'd have nightmares about finding Ballister dead either after the arm chopping, or after Todd beat him up. The dreams are varying levels of abstract and graphic. Sometimes Ballister is awake and crying for him, but can't see him as he slowly dies. Sometimes he's angry at him and keeps telling him it's all his fault, sometimes he's halfway rotted.

Before the events of canon (as well as during and after), he would have a recurring nightmare where he would do something marginally wrong and the entire kingdom would collapse, like they were all depending on him. He's had this nightmare in some variant since he was little. It's actually similar to the dream the Director described, except instead of cracks appearing and letting the monsters in, it's Ambrosius fucking something up. He continues to have this nightmare occasionally even knowing there are no monsters outside.

Ambrosius was trained from a young age to be pretty stoic so he doesn't usually cry out in his sleep, but Ballister is a feather light sleeper (Ambrosius sleeps like the dead, even when he wants to wake up) and can tell from his mumbling and tossing and turning when he's having a nightmare, and will wake him up to console him and let him know that no, he's okay, he forgives him, he loves him, he doesn't have to be scared. They often have sex the next morning (if not right after) especially after a "Bal is dead" dream because it's therapeutic for them to share forgiveness and vitality

M! Ballister:

Oof. Yeah so, I can imagine that spending a prolonged period of time in extreme danger, wounded, with LITERALLY everyone out to get you would do wonders for a person's mental health.

A lot of Bal's nightmares are just resurfaced memories of him barely alive trying to survive all alone in the ruins he was holed up in. He blocked out most of that experience, so it comes back in dreams. These are obviously extremely upsetting memories.

In addition to memories, he also frequently has that nightmare where you're trying to escape some danger, and there are people all around but nobody can see or hear you ask for help. He has dreams where he gets executed, he has dreams where he sees Valerin and she's crying and asking why he did what he did, how could he do this to her, she loved him, she trusted him, and sometimes Ambrosius, Nimona, and the Director are all also there and calling him a monster. Sometimes they beat him up, sometimes Todd is there. He has nightmares that he didn't make it in time to save Nimona and the whole kingdom gets obliterated by the canon, and then he's all alone. Ambrosius and Nimona are dead.

He usually wakes up from these nightmares pretty quickly because as I said, light sleeper. Unfortunately Ambrosius is not a light sleeper and often doesn't wake up when he's having a nightmare. He does whatever he can to remedy this, though, which is one of the reasons he's always cuddling Bal. It's easier to detect movement and distress that way. After years of being in a relationship, and a lot of insistence from Ambrosius, Ballister is comfortable waking him up if he needs reassurance. When Ambrosius wakes up, he holds him, talks through his dreams with him, and massages his residual limb (phantom pain in his sleep often triggers the nightmares). Again, they will usually have sex the next morning. Slow, affectionate, weepy sex.

C! Ambrosius

This one has a variety of nightmares. More often than not, they're flashbacks to his fight with Nimona, sometimes with minor altered details. After adjusting to his disability, that started being present in the dream, which just made it even more terrifying. Sometimes Ballister is there watching him get killed while he screams for help. Sometimes Ballister is dead, he either got burned to death by Nimona or shocked to death by the other soldiers.

He has nightmares that he killed Ballister during the joust, those had been happening ever since the joust occurred. He has nightmares about Ballister chopping his arm off as revenge. His least favorite though, even more than the terrifying flashbacks, are the ones that feel real. In some, he's just going about his regular day and Ballister very casually mentions in conversation something to the effect of "What? Of course I don't love you. Why would I? Find you attractive? Have you seen yourself? Haha no thanks" and this is, of course, extremely upsetting. His most hated nightmares, though, are the ones where he "wakes up" and he's back at the Institution. He and Ballister never made up and he's expected to get up and go about his day and sign autographs and do whatever the Director wants and just exist in the hellish, loveless background radiation he'd spent fifteen years of his life in.

He's also more prone to night terrors, which he can never remember. He often speaks, walks, or screams in his sleep. One upside of the incomplete paraplegia is it keeps his sleepwalking under control, because he'll wake up from pain or falling.

Unlike Boldheart, Blackheart prefers not to wake him and to instead try to console him in his sleep whenever possible. This is because he's less likely to remember the nightmare at all if he doesn't wake up, and he truthfully doesn't like talking about nightmares because they're often upsetting to him as well. He'll hug him and whisper to him and rub his back or stroke his hair. This will usually work, but when it doesn't, he'll wake him up and offer reassurances. If Ambs was having one of those nightmares that feel like real life, he needs to be woken up.

C! Ballister

He has a lot of nightmares regarding betrayal, from either Ambrosius or Nimona or the Institution or his henchman or his father or all of the above (he has been backstabbed and abandoned MANY times). He has a lot of nightmares where he remembers the joust, but sometimes it's Nimona instead of Ambrosius, or sometimes Ambrosius is laughing when it happens, sometimes he has nightmares about the current Ambrosius harming or maiming him in some way in a fit of anger. Alternatively, he has nightmares where Nimona shows up at his house and at first he's so happy to get his friend back until he sees Ambrosius's bloody corpse behind her. He has nightmares about everyone hating him, like Boldheart does. Nimona calls him a traitor, Ambrosius calls him a villain, Blitzmeyer calls him a swindler and a lonely, pathetic man. He has nightmares about being too late to save Ambrosius from Nimona, or about her monster form killing him in front of him.

Ambrosius (a barnacle) always notices when he has nightmares and wakes him up stroking his hair and patting his chest. Unlike the other three characters on this list, he wakes up angry at Ambrosius at least some of the time. He will usually ask for some space so as to not take it out on his well-intentioned partner. He can't sleep on his right side to face away from him (it's the metal side and it's uncomfortable) so he'll flip onto his stomach so that the metal side is closer to Ambrosius, that way he can't really feel him there as much. Ambrosius will usually ask permission to hold his metal hand, which Ballister usually gives as he can't feel it much and it prevents his partner's abandonment issues from activating. Plus he thinks it's cute when he wakes up in the morning, no longer angry, to Ambrosius asleep holding tightly to it, with red marks on his cheek and wrists from effectively cuddling a hunk of metal all night.

[castleclerics]

the other story being told in s1

(had this in my dafts for like 5 months but i decided to finally get the pics and post since we're talking more about timelines rn)

they are literally telling us exactly what events would've taken place if the gate was never opened, the original universe. the sad raw reality of a horrible situation in a small town in the 80's. if the UD did not combine with the real world, if el never opened the gate and didn't escape the lab and everything played out as it should've. i'm gonna guess that el opening the gate and/or will doing something thrust the normal hawkins timeline into a different one, the one we see the entire series, while still telling the story of what happened in the original timeline, without showing that timeline.

will byers is a gay kid who gets bullied for it and abused by his dad which eventually drives him to off himself by jumping into the quarry. (what hopper believes too if you look at the subtext including hopper asking joyce if will is gay). his mom starts thinking he's not actually dead and goes "crazy" impacting her loved ones around her. will's friends cope by thinking one of the monsters from their beloved game is the reason he's dead.

mike takes it the hardest though and starts believing will is alive too, but his friends help him come to terms with realizing he's not. he eventually jumps into the quarry too, thinking he can be with will again. if el never opened the gate the bullies would've never chased dustin and mike there, and mike wouldn't be saved.

these two bikes could represent will and mike in the og timeline hence the pan and prolonged shot on them.

how will ties into this is very interesting. we know he does shit with his watch so he obviously is aware of things other people aren't and in control of time in some capacity. for reasons i will not go into and gatekeep for a lil longer only bc it took me 6+ months to figure out lmao i know he's totally aware of these two different timelines and might have some doing with shifting the timeline. just notice how he always looks immensely guilty especially in s4. it's also another reason why he feels like a mistake, because he knows he's supposed to be dead. he himself in the parallel universe we watch the show through is literally a mistake. he probably still questions if he even deserves to be alive now in this parallel timeline.

now stay with me......

look at the dialogue and how they show the gate when this is said. literally showing the gate, a hole.

even having the bullies repeat this line

the biggest hole of them all...... literally in the middle of the hawkins community area.

will dying in the other/og timeline due to the abuse for being gay is somehow the root cause for this hole, and he knows it.

maybe that's how they'll tie his sexuality storyline in with his supernatural one, and why they're so incredibly linked. this is how he's the main character especially of s5 when they explain how will has always been the most vital part of the story.

adding to this since we know about the henry/edward timeline weirdness now, i think it's possible the og timeline = henry's and the parallel/one we've been watching this whole time = edward's. idk how well that lines up i'll have to think about it but it makes me think......

[starry-nights12]

happy birthday!! idk how to start this exactly but here goes lmao 💀 your writing is amazing and I love it sm and I was looking back over your posts and you mentioned gift fabrics and I was like omg I wanna do that but I had like. nothing planned ahshdhjdjdh lmfao 😭💀 BUT who cares im gonna come up with smthn anyways and you cant stop me. bc your writing is great and I get so excited every time you post something and so yeah. im doing a thing RN and uh. you cant stop me. take that. 👍💪

anyways lmao this is kinda inspired by that one fic of yours where will has a nightmare bc I think its such a good opportunity for a hurt\comfort fic :P hope you had a great birthday btw ! lights camera action or something idk 💀 oh yeah also this is in the jinx firelight au (that's a pretty vital piece of information that fun fact I didn't think to disclose until after i started writing :D 💀😭)

The cool night breeze danced across Ekko's face as he gripped the railing of the banister, trying in vain to calm his strained, shaky breathing. He had woken up in a cold sweat, sitting bolt upright in his bed, limbs thrashing about as he gasped and tried to suppress a scream. He had stayed sitting there in the darkness, his whole body shaking, as he tried to no avail to regain his composure. It wasn't until a minute or so later that he noticed the hot tears rolling down his face. At that point he realized sitting there and waiting for the pit in his stomach and the ache in his heart to go away wouldn't help anything, so he (by some miracle) had managed to stumble out of his room and out into the night air, shaking. He had been trying hard not to think about his nightmare, but he couldn't quite seem to get his mind under control. He couldn't stop thinking, couldn't stop shaking. It was as if his whole body had turned against him.

The dream had been about her. The parts he could remember, anyways. Because of course they were. Because of course he couldn't just be happy with her, right? Because he always had to wonder, "What if, what if, what if..." didn't he? First it was "What if I had just gone with them?" or "What if I had tried harder?" or "What if I didn't do enough? What if I could have saved her?" Now that she was here, she was safe, she was his friend again, he thought it would've gotten better. But it hadn't. "What if she hates me? What if things will turn out the same? What if she gets hurt? What if I lose her again?" He supposed he was probably being unreasonable by thinking he would be automatically fine again (or he would have, if he had been thinking clearly). She hadn't been here for that long, only a couple weeks, almost a month. They needed time. They were a lot better and much more comfortable with each other, sure, but it was difficult sometimes. Nothing good ever came easy. But being with her again was worth it.

He had managed to calm the whirlwind of fear and panic that had laid claim to his mind, slowly guiding his senses to his surroundings, drinking in the peaceful night that encompassed him. He should've felt better. It was so relaxing, the silver moonlight dripping from the clouds, the sweet, honey-tinted breeze that stroked his hair, the rustle of the leaves playing overhead. But he still felt empty. Lonely. A couple days ago, he had mentioned to her that he had been having nightmares after she inquired about his tired state. She had told him that if it happened again, he would be welcome to stop by her room for someone to talk to, as she usually stayed up pretty late herself. He had thanked her, but he had also lightly told her off for it, insisting that she needed to get enough sleep. But right now, he really, really hoped she hadn't listened to him.

His breath started to shake a little again as he walked over to her room, trying to ignore the tears welling up in his eyes. He didn't know why he was getting all worked up again.

What if she wasn't awake?

He was just dropping by to see if she was awake. He would be fine on his own, really. He was okay.

What if she was just being polite? What if she won't want to be there to comfort him?

He was okay. It was just a bad dream. He had managed on his own before. It was fine. He was fine.

He had reached her door. He stood in front of it, trying to calm down. Trying to stop fucking shaking so much. He finally raised a fist to the door and knocked on it gently.

"Jinx?" He tried to keep his voice from trembling. Silence. It was only for a few seconds, but it felt like forever.

"Ekko? Is that you?"

"Y-yeah." Relief flooded through his body.

The door creaked open and Jinx appeared, looking puzzled.

"What are you doing up so late? Is it the-" Her face fell, confusing him for a moment until he realized he had started crying again.

"S-sorry, I'm sorry I just-" he felt her cool hands on his face, tenderly wiping away his tears before pulling him into a much welcomed embrace. She pressed up against him, rubbing his back with one hand as her other massaged the back of his head gently. More tears fell from his eyes as he pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her gently, still shaking. Her skin always seemed to be cold, yet her touch always brought him comfort.

"It's gonna be okay, Little Man. I'm here." Her voice was gentle and quiet, soothing. "Do you want to stay here for a while?"

"Uh-huh." His voice wavered and he nodded, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck. She squeezed him close, then gently led him in, not letting go. She wiped off his fresh tears with a sad, gentle, understanding smile as she guided him onto her bed, the mattress creaking a little as they curled up together. Ekko's hugged her tightly, comforted in her presence as she rubbed her hands in small circles on his back, his shoulders, his head; as she hummed a quiet song and lovingly nuzzled into him. It all felt so...right. Like everything was okay again. She was here. She was here. She was here. He was so glad she was here.

"Thank you."

"Always."

yaaaaay you made it to the end! :DDD ik that you will probably not be reading this on your birthday bc I think we're in similar time zones (?) but yea lmao 💀💪

fun facts time I started writing this on your birthday and have not stopped since. it is not your birthday anymore. it is 12:30 at night and I am going feral,,

anyways I hope you enjoyed also I hope you had a lovely birthday! this is actually my first ever proper fanfic and I don't think I've ever published any of my writing online before, but I've come this far already that at this point the wrath of the gods would not be powerful enough to stop me (from posting this and also just in general)

thanks for all your wonderful writing and for inspiring me to make this btw!

I may be sleep deprived,

Sincerely,,

OH MY GOD!!!

YOUR DESCRIPTIONS!!!!!>>>>>>>>

EKKO PRETENDING THAT HE'S KAY WHEN HE ISN'T!!!!

JINX COMFORTING EKKO!!!!

[gh0stface-k1sser]

MWAHAHA 4, 6, 13 AND 15!!!!! for riley, mia, and kai :3

GRAHH!! Ed, violence (duh..), sa, sh, cannibalism, and implied suicide tw.

4.How do they feel about sparing women and children if given the choice? Do they value certain lives over others?

Mia: ermm. Women she doesn't give a shit, unless it's like. She sees that the woman HAS a child/going to have one, then she'll spare them, unless it's like. A personal thing lmao. But otherwise❌❌❌❌ with kids, she usually leaves em 💀

Kai: he does not. Care. Either way. Pregnant?? 2 in 1. Child?? Easier target. He does not care. If he's hungry he's hungry. He's a boyliker, hes more likely to spare a guy than woman.

Riley: same as Mia tbh. If it's a pregnant woman or she sees that she has a child, unless shes a piece of shit, she'll leave em. She spares kids 99.99999% of the time, they remind her of her brother so.

6. How far would they go to save someone they love? Would they sacrifice themselves? Others?

Mia: herself if she had to, but def others without question. She doesn't really have friends so..that's not a problem. She's a bit hesitant when it comes to people like Cathy, but if necessary, she would.

Kai: himself and others <3 LMFAO NO ONE IS SAFE!! He killed and ate his own father, killed and ate random people because he wasn't being fed. You think you're safe?? LMFAO..

Riley: ...we both know the answer to this. Herself and others. Without hesitation either way. We're talking Abt Riley. The bitch that killed a girl, chopped her up while she was alive, out her body in a box, and put her on her boyfriend's doorstep. Because he was cheating on her w that girl. And then eventually killed him too. You think she won't slaughter one of her friends?? (She doesn't have many. So not really a problem.)

13. What's their relationship to their body? Self esteem? Self image?

Mia: She acts all confident and cocky but she hates it. She hates being tall and curvy. It attracts so much unwanted attention and attempts to touch her n shit. She also hates her vitiligo, she thinks it looks weird on her.

Kai: other than being feminine (mainly hips and chest. He doesn't really mind the smaller waist) he actually likes it. He's not like, confident and cocky Abt it, but he's also not super self conscious about his body or anything.

Riley: the worst out of the three. She hates it sm, sges short, flat, and covered in scars (self inflicted and otherwise though she's more bothered by ones that aren't sh.) She has shit self esteem, but won't say it out loud. She thinks her heterochromia is weird, and she doesn't like her freckles.

15. How do they kill? Do they try to minimize suffering?

Mia: honestly depends on the person, she doesn't give a shit about how much it hurts them, to her it's what's more efficient. If it's random, blunt force trauma (wether it's from a bat or something else.) If it's someone she has something against, your ass ain't dying fast!! She's sadistic, so she'll keep you alive as long as she feels like/she's able to.

Riley: also depends on the person. And her mood. Also doesn't really care Abt suffering, unless its someone she can somewhat sympathize with, it's just whatever she's in the mood for. She chopped a bitch up while she was still alive, if that tells you anything. Like. Cut off her limbs n shit. Shoved it in a box too. But like. She's not AS sadistic, she'll just stab the fuck out of you.

Kai: HE DOES NOT CARE!!! He WILL bite someone. While they're alive. N eat their flesh. In front of them. He's arguably as bad as Mia, sadistic little fucker. If he's in the mood he'll torture (aka if it's not bc he's hungry.) N I mean like. Ripping off nails, stabbing in non vital spots, hell start cutting off limbs n shit too (start gnawinf on them in front of the person 💀) so. Yeah. No. He doesn't give a shit Abt suffering

[balkanradfem]

I stumbled on your post on Harry Potter. And I want to say thank you, bc you are first person to explain to me why I do not like Hermione and Ron pairing. Well, I read books when young and I mostly was swayed by other works I had atm. But Hermione and Ron story always made me sad for reasons I could not explain, but it just had this bitter 'this is life and you accept that it's not like you wanted' feel to it. I could it explain it as the common trope of smart and great girl getting average guy who likes her and being happy bc he treats her nice. Which is trope I dislike too. I am not into fandom enough to go back and read the books again, I just vaguely remember what I read, and you explained it well by saying that both Ron and Harry actually did not care for her for a long time. I at that time could not relate to her exactly bc her struggle was not shown. So I took her as a bit of ideal Mary Sue character, but when reading it as quite a kid then, I remember thinking all kinds of things like: Hermione is one of a king, I can't be that smart, I can't study that much bc I can't focus, my teeth are crooked and I can't fix them like her, so I will stay uggling forever, I will cry and wipe and be upset and have trauma and insomnia, I will never be as confident.. and so on. What I mean is, it seemed like she just had inborn talent, and while it's great, my self esteem was terrible (greatly bc I am 'ugly' type, not pretty type, even if I don't agree with those qualifications, it's what other people would qualify me). I remember often feeling the same about other books with main female characters, I just felt like I can't never aspire to be like them, first bc about my looks and I don't know how to fix them. And also in personality and strength, bc in story it was often that they were kinda cool and strong, and just could do things. And I never was that resourceful. Even with romance, heroine either needed to be pretty to be saved by prince, or very good at being social and healing people with their warmth, and I was bad at both. Can't really be warm and healing when you are traumatized potato. Well, that ended up really long, but I relate to your post a lot as also a kid who mostly was learning of word via reading. I used to like sci-fi, but I read both classics as well as modern, and a lot of those books were so degrading to their female characters, and I remember how I was sometimes devastated, but accepted it as some real world truth.

Thank you for writing this message to me! It means a lot for me to know that I helped something to click, and you're right about Hermione, and about how books shape our views that we're either 'pretty' in conventional sense, or we just don't get to be heroines, regardless of talents.

I can relate so much to wanting to be like Hermione! She was incredibly smart and brilliant and she was allowed to have bushy hair and crooked teeth and she was still so important and vital to the story. It's a bit sad that her features change with time and she too changes them for a special occasion. We could have done with a heroine that looks a bit messy but it doesn't matter because nothing would ever get done without her!

And it's true that for the rest of the trio, she was just a nuisance except when they needed her to fix their homework or just as someone to lash out on. Sadly I believe for Ron she was just turned into romantic interest because he felt kind of an ownership of her, he bullied her relentlessly and was a complete nightmare before figuring out how to manipulate her into a relationship. I believe if we had grown Hermione more, and she found out about feminism, she would have dumped him.

The books do damage our view of ourselves if we're not conventionally pretty, warm and healing, helpful and brilliant, and if we instead need attention and help to overcome our own struggles. But this is why we're real people, we're not made to tell a story with our life, we're here and we're alive, and I don't believe appearance directs the course of our life, or our value. I don't believe any bit of my life would be different if I looked prettier, there are circumstances in reality like class, environment, patriarchy, financial resources, upbringing, trauma, and they often set our life path more than appearance ever could. Media sells us the story that we too can become problem-free, and ImportantTM if we're pretty, and all our circumstances would change then, but they wouldn't. Pretty doesn't work to our benefit more than getting us certain kinds of attention and maybe a pass at few non-important issues (tho m*n get extremely jealous so they blow these issues up like it's the pinnacle of life to get a free pass sometimes, losers).

But I agree with your point. Our heroines should get to be messy and 'ugly' with all their features crooked and weird, and they should get to be traumatized and help no one else, but be helped, be important, be vital, get attention, and get love.

[pinkseas]

[parasocial bestie] GOOD LATE DEAD AT NIGHT/MORNING BESTIE THIS IS SUDDEN I KNOW i am just chillin just doing my thign just doing self indulgent stuff and yknow when i was finishing this xlm art thats very much Too Much in terms of self indulgence and it relates to my xiao deadge brainrot, my thought process going leftr and right when doing it something something lumine has a hesitant, unspoken desperation to see xiao safe and alive something something /petty @common perspective its always xiao seeing lumine means the world and he'll lay his life to protect her ew/ something something lumine holds xiao like he'll shatter in her arms to the day he was lifeless under that warmth something something

the thought lumine, whom her strongest experience to loss had been aether, - compared to xiao who lost so many that it numbed him- finds solace in seeing comfort and security something to hold onto being him until the time she wasn't there, and didn't have the strength or capability to keep xiao standing in the world he was born into. the thought that since day 1 its all about how the traveler has the trait, the power, to slowly easy xiao off his karmic burden. the oh so obvious notion lumine is so fragile so precious like a star in the sky a feather against skin he would do anything to keep the light in his hands.

what if the narration had been different when i thought abt that xiao being dead fr. what if this whole time it had been on her not wanting to let xiao go. what if its bc its all on the thought purification can be the cause worse than his willing succumb to darkness. what if destroying the curse can destroy him as a vessel of calamity, as unwilling the role is, instead of a cure. that the efforts to bring that karma out of his body would slowly kill him nonetheless bc you are also killing what has become part of him. its no longer a parasite that manifests in his mind and soul, because he had long accepted it as a contract, so long it lets him live longer to serve his duty to protect. literally a contradiction considering barbatos saved him before with purification but that had only been so long since he accepted that karma. my head kinda messed up thinking so it is time to die AUFHHE DORRY I AM JUST JUMBLED IN TGE MIND AND TIRED

IM SO MAD I THOUGHT I ANSWERED THIS ALREADY I THINK I READ IT AND THOUGHT OF AN ANSWER AND THEN FORGOR IM SO SORRY BESTIE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

PURIFICATION AS THE CAUSE OF IT I AM GOING TO EXPLODEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. the karma not quite as a weight or a debt but a part of him, as vital to his being as the blood flowing through his veins, no longer capable of existing without it. ITS SUCH A GOOD CONCEPT IM LOSING MY FUCKING MIND IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR DAYS /SRS LIKE. GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD i love oyu so bad this is So Fucking Good im. im. im. no bc and then the thought of combining the acceptance of it as part of him with the slight lessening of it, with finding ways to make it easier even on the worst of days, not needing a cure or a miracle but just to live with it as a part of him...

[weaponsdrawn]

HI i just remembered to respond to this FUCK ok so

I MASSIVELY AGREE with the binjpipe takes. i think ETS was good/iconic if only because it was so like. JARRING in a good way. but it was so lighting in a bottle tbh, and like u said it isnt rlly good horror. only rlly shocking if ur actually attached to cookie, which ppl are. cookie gets replaced by an AI tried to be ETS all over again, and it wasnt, and it kinda rlly showed, like you said, how they shine best with comedy. also I FULLY AGREE. fuck, im pretty sure its one of the reasons ive just grown tired of jackbox by now, both me and my gf (we met thru shared jackbox love), its bc every time binjpipe happened we were just like "THIS SHIT AGAIN?????" like it just made any sort of investment in it or hopes of cookie getting better just. feel so fucking moot. why bother getting invested if its just constantly going to get dragged back up. the "evil streaming service" joke is dead. its BEYOND dead. we havent even heard of the binjlady anymore. its lost any sort of omnious buildup. to me binjpipe's appeal was that it clearly wasnt going to last long. it was a nightmare that was just going to keep on ramping up until it crashed and burned horrendously, and fuck thats SO cool to consider and write about. but they keep dragging it out, and now its just sad. its boring. fucking. selling adult films?? give me a break.

ok about the party packs, HONESTLY SAME. like idk the writing is what really gets me about it tbh. i guess theyre good party games (tho i can get bored really fast, save for roomerang, and even so thats mostly bc of the goofyness of the responses), but YEAH youre so right. like idk if its because theyre ALSO doing the international translations but ithink it goes with the fact that the hosts severely lack character. when its like for some games, its ok if they dont have character (quixort), but its like that means theres A BALANCE. pack 8, ok? games like job job and weapons drawn, that CALLS for the hosts having character because its putting you in a situation WHERE the host is an active part of that situation. its like "wow im really in funny office" or "wow im really doing a murder!!!" right now, yknow? Push the Button, DODE was her own character and had noteworthy quips and she was a vital part of the games story/framing device! todd is iconic bc hes such a chill internet guy and then he sends you to hell! felicia is all morbidly romantic bc youre on a MONSTER DATING SHOW. a lot of the games stand out BECAUSE of the unique situations ur in that envoke unique prompts/unique gameplay, meanwhile something like fixytext? i dont know SHIT about the host. and its kind of a shame that the cannon jackbox lesbian host we have is SO FUCKING BORING GOD. most i can get is that shes introverted, but i gen cant tell if its genuine, if its some kind of "akward bacon unicorn moment! #millenial" type shit, what the fuck even really IS Fixytext at the end of the day. what makes it more than google docs shitposting simulator. its such a fucking shame, esp for the TENTH PACK. like god maybe they rlly do need to take a hiatus bc the change in. writing quality is. idk it just didnt help my dropping fixtation i'll say that.

also wait FR????? JESUS CHRIST thats actually a shame, i wanted to try and play that game!!! (namely bc funny objectum) and like. the ONE naughty pack exclusive host and we get NOTHING about her. i dont even like the fucking conch shell design im sorry. jackbox crew yall are great but how in this green unholy earth do you expect ppl to draw and remember your designs when your hosts are so. flat. fuck, mayonnaise, fucking M BUBZ, is more memorable than nickolas kranrker whatever and dr nanners and jerri, i cant tell you a SINGLE thing about jerri tbh. its such a shame. i want to love these guys i really do but theres nothing that endears them to me.

tbh if they end up not doing anything for ydkj it'll be funny in a kinda sad way tbh. on the one hand it'd BE nice on the other hand yeah its been nothing since full stream, eh. could they even do a YDKJ anymore? i remember once upon a time there was all this hype/discussion of a "ride 2" where the only real roadblock was that buzz's VA has well moved on from voice acting i think, but ppl had ideas for giving him a new voice, maybe even making it a transgender reason, all this stuff. this was like a couple of years back. but its like god i'd be shocked if they even remember guy exists at this point. or nate. hes sorta got a chance given his VA is literally a core part of the crew.

also i getcha. glad i could offer a space to let ya vent like that lawl

roomerang completely fucking fumbled with giving rue any sort of character we could've had a fun host we could've had that snark we could've had ANYTHING to match the sheer amount of swag in her design but we got BASICALLY NOTHING/very vague hints of character ("I'm beside myself... and I look good!" And "dramaaaa!!! :3") which is CRUMBS compared to even the most one note hosts like glargan o'toe or civic doodle's hosts and as petty as it sounds it's kinda the reason I fell out of love with current jackbox </3

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[ro-is-struggling]

Hi!!!!!! How are you!!!!??? Today I found your blog and I really loved it 😍😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ can I request a Bucky x Fem!Reader oneshot?? This idea came to mind because of a dream 😂🙈

Bucky never liked the reader because she "worked" for HYDRA, making everyone hate her in turn, except for Tony, Sam and Clint. On a complicated mission, Bucky is mortally wounded and the Reader is blamed on the Quinjet, to which she decides to use her power, transferring her crush's wounds into her body in order to save him. Steve refuses to let her touch his friend but relents when she tells him her own story in HYDRA and how she was tortured, and asks for someone to keep her hands steady, no matter how much she asks for the pain and sensation to stop, because if she removed them both she and he could die. Bucky, waking up seconds after her powers worked out, sees the reader fall into Sam's arms and how he carries her in his arms to the medical wing once they arrive back at the tower and feels bad that he made her suffer like that when he learns that she was also an experiment like him.

Happy ending with lot of fluff?? Hahahahahaha

Thank you so much love 🙈❤️ lot of kisses from Argentina 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

hermana mira donde vengo a encontrar a otra argentina sjsjsj

I loved your request so much! sorry it took me so long to post it, I wanted to get it right bc it was a really interesting idea and I wanted to do it justice

Enemies || Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You and Bucky don't get along. He hates you from the moment he found out you used to work for Hydra and has no problem showing it. Until one day after an accident on a mission he discovers the truth about your past and realizes that you two aren't so different after all.

Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, enemies to friends, Bucky and Steve are mean to the reader, mentions of past trauma (the reader was experimented on and tortured by Hydra kinda like Bucky), reader has powers that allow her to transfer people’s wounds on her own body and heal them using her own vital force, fluff (Bucky it’s a sweetheart in the end) 

Word count: 5000+

English is not my first language

You knew your day was going to suck from the moment you heard Steve pair you up with Bucky to guard the west entrance to the Hydra base you were about to storm. You and Bucky didn't get along. In fact, you didn't get along with most of the Avengers. The other superheroes tended to keep a certain distance from you, whispering under their breath whenever they saw you passing through the halls of Avengers Tower. Being a former Hydra agent had that effect on people.

Usually that didn't bother you. They didn't know the whole story and you'd rather they didn't, so you put up with the rude treatment by taking refuge in the support of Tony, Sam and Clint. They were the only ones who knew your whole story and were responsible for you becoming part of the Avengers in the first place, so their support and friendship was the only thing that mattered to you. Having them around helped you endure the suspicious looks and whispers behind your back. At least for the most part that was the case, because when Steve and Bucky were involved there was nothing that could improve your mood. 

There was something about the way they looked at you that made your blood boil. They hated you—especially Bucky— and they made no effort to hide it. They didn't want you on the Avengers and you were pretty sure the only reason Steve had accepted you was because Sam had insisted you were a good addition to the team. You honestly didn't blame them for not trusting you. They didn't know you and you didn't try very hard to please them either. You didn't need their friendship, you just wanted them to stop treating you with such contempt. Something that apparently was impossible.

"Stop staring at me." You muttered in annoyance as you walked into Hydra's base with your pistol in hand.

"I'm not staring at you." Bucky spoke behind your back, using that dismissive tone he always used with you.

"I can feel your eyes burning in the back of my neck, you're not that subtle" you replied rolling your eyes. "Just for once could you do your job without being fucking annoying?"

"I am doing my job."

"I mean the actual mission, not the side babysitting mission that Steve put you up to." You complained, turning to look at him. You had heard them talking after Steve announced the teams. The quinjet wasn't that big and Bucky wasn't as quiet as he thought he was when he was upset. He had complained to his friend about putting them together and Steve explained that he wanted him to keep an eye on you. Since then you hadn't stopped feeling Bucky's eyes on your figure. "I know you don't trust me and you think I'm going to betray you or something but I'm not. I don't know how much information about Hydra I have to give you to make you understand that I'm on your side."

"Yeah, we'll see about that." Bucky whispered, pushing past you without even looking at you.

"Unbelievable" you grumbled under your breath, rolling your eyes.

You walked behind him in silence for the rest of the time, concentrating on the mission you had to complete. Steve had sent you to secure the perimeter of the west side of the Hydra base. You had to eliminate all the guards without alerting anyone and then wait at the side entrance for further instructions. You had to be quick and quiet so as not to be discovered, so you and Bucky opted to use your bare hands to take out the guards. A couple of blows to the head, a few minutes blocking their airway, and just like that they fell unconscious to the ground without even knowing what had attacked them. Staying hidden and moving stealthily probably ended up taking more time than the task of eliminating the guards itself. Bucky was easy to work with when he kept his mouth shut and his attention focused on something other than his hatred for you.

"We're in position, Captain" you whispered into your earpiece to let Steve and the rest of the team know that you and Bucky were ready to proceed. 

"Copy that, Y/N" you heard Steve's voice in your ear. "Hold your position and wait for my signal."

"Copy that."

You overheard Steve ask the rest of the team for a status report. Clint and Natasha had been delayed by a couple of guards who managed to spot them before they could take care of them, though it was nothing that put the mission at risk. You waited patiently for everyone to get to their positions, trying your best to ignore the awkward tension between you and Bucky. He had stopped fixing his intense gaze on you, but the sidelong glances he gave you from time to time weren't much better.

"Okay, everybody is in position" Steve's voice echoed in your ear again. "Remember, we're here for information. We get in and attack from every angle to confuse them. We take what we need and we leave." He continued to give a brief encouraging speech about why you were doing what you were doing, but you didn't need those pretty words. You didn't even need an excuse to attack Hydra, your personal experience was reason enough to want to burn every base to the ground. Taking them down was your life's mission and the only reason you had agreed to join the Avengers.

The plan was simple. Each duo would attack from a different point to confuse the Hydra agents and throw the guards off balance. Your job was to keep the enemy's attention on you so that Steve and Sam could obtain the organization's records. You had drawn them a map based on vague memories you had of the times you had been there before. If nothing had changed since your last visit, Steve and Sam had a safe way to the office of the man who acted as the boss at that base, where all the records of Hydra's activities were kept. Those files were key to defeating Hydra once and for all, so you were willing to give your life to make sure Steve got them. 

When Steve gave the signal, you and Bucky entered the building with guns blazing. There were many armed guards inside, but they were no match for your perfect aim. The sound of gunfire—both near and far away from you— and the screams of Hydra agents was all you could hear as you advanced upon the enemy. Being back in that place brought back horrible memories, but you didn't let that distract you. You buried the resentment and anguish you felt deep inside, focusing all your attention on the mission. Giving Steve time to get the confidential information about Hydra was your number one priority. 

"How much longer?" You heard Natasha's voice in your ear. "I'm running out of bullets here, Steve."

"Almost done," replied the Captain in an agitated voice. It was obvious that he was in the middle of a fight.

The area where you and Bucky found yourselves was mostly under control. A couple of guards appeared from time to time to try to stop you, but they all failed miserably. So you emerged from your hideout with your gun raised and headed for the corridor that would lead you to Natasha.

"Where are you going?" Bucky stopped you by grabbing your shoulder and turning you to look at him.

"Natasha needs help. You can take care of this alone" you explained as if it were obvious. "If you get in trouble just call me and I'll come back."

"I'm not letting you go anywhere alone." Bucky gave you one of his warning looks. Normally he managed to intimidate you when his eyes were fixed on you with such intensity, but today things were different. You had so many feelings swirling inside you that you weren't able to care about him.

"Oh my god! We don't have time for this" you exclaimed, rolling your eyes. "Natasha needs help. If you don't want me running around this place alone then you go help her!"

"I'm not gonna leave you alone here. Natasha has a partner and she can take care of herself."

"This is bullshit! How many times do I have to tell you I'm not with them?" You spoke, raising your voice higher than necessary, noticeably angry at Bucky."I'm not going to disappear to go help them or betray you in any way. I led you all here! I want Hydra gone as much as you do."

"Well, I don't know that. I don't trust you so you are not leaving my sight." Bucky's voice was determined, the features on his face rigid as stone staring at you with a perpetual frown. You opened your mouth to complain. You wanted to yell at him to go to hell and continue on your way to help Natasha, but the sound of a gunshot ringing in your ears distracted you.

Everything happened so fast. One second Bucky was giving you one of his murderous looks and the next he was on the floor with blood soaking his abdomen. You didn't have time to think, ducking for cover as you scanned the room with your eyes for the one responsible. You found him hiding behind an adjacent door that up until that moment you thought was locked, and put a bullet in his head before he could alert his friends.

"Bucky, oh my god! Are you okay?" You mumbled in horror as you pressed your trembling hands over his wound. "Please stay with me."

"Guys I got it. Get the hell out from there" Steve's voice exclaimed in your ear.

"I-I need back up" you mumbled into your earpiece. "Bucky has been shot. He's losing a lot of blood."

There was a silent pause that felt like an eternity before Steve replied that he was on his way. He sounded concerned, but at the time it didn't occur to you to think about how angry he would be at you for letting something happen to his friend. That thought only popped into your mind when you noticed the stiffness in his expression as he looked at you.

"What happened here?" He asked you in a cold tone, kneeling down next to Bucky, who was struggling to maintain consciousness.

"We were... I-I don't know. Some guy came out of nowhere and shot him... I couldn't do anything." You tried to explain despite your nerves. Steve removed your hands from his friend's wound and helped him up, putting Bucky's arm around his shoulders so he could carry him.

"I'm sorry, buddy. I shouldn't have left you with her." You heard him mutter as he walked away. You stood there not knowing how to react, until you felt someone put a hand on your shoulder.

"I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..." When you looked up, you saw Sam's face, who was looking at you with compassion.

"It's okay. Bucky is strong, he's gonna make it" he assured you in a soft voice. You nodded at his words without even fully processing what he had said and followed his lead, walking next to him to get out of that place. 

When you arrived at the quinjet the rest of the team was waiting for you. As soon as you and Sam entered the doors closed and Tony, who was sitting in the pilot's seat, took it upon himself to get you back to the tower as quickly as possible. Your eyes searched for Bucky among the group of superheroes, and found him lying in a corner with Steve at his side. He was keeping pressure on his friend's wound while talking to him to keep him from losing consciousness. Bucky answered him in a weak, slurred voice, whispering his answers with difficulty. 

You tried to stay away from them. You were worried about Bucky but you knew that both he and Steve hated you so you thought it was best not to intervene. At least that was until you noticed how pale Bucky was getting. He was losing a lot of blood and his voice sounded more and more muffled until eventually he stopped responding.

"How much longer?" Steve asked Tony, who told him that it was still about 30 minutes before they got to the tower.

"Let me help him" you finally said, approaching Steve with hesitation. You knew it was probably a bad idea, but you couldn't let Bucky die. 

He glared at you for a moment before returning his attention to his friend, who was struggling to breathe. "Don't you think you have done enough already?" Steve's words hurt you even though you expected them. You knew he didn't like you and you were more than sure he would blame you for what had happened to his friend, but it still hurt to see the contempt in his eyes. Because part of you knew you deserved it. 

"I can help him." You insisted, swallowing your feelings. "Your friend doesn't have 30 minutes. Just look at him!" Steve stood still without taking his eyes off Bucky. For a moment you thought he was ignoring you. It made sense, given how much he hated you. But Bucky didn’t have time for any of this. So when you spoke again you made sure to say something that would make him see reason. "Let me help him. Let me use this curse that Hydra put on me for something good for once. At least that way all the torture and experimentation I went through will be worth something."

Steve raised his head to look at you with a much softer expression than before. There was a mixture of confusion, surprise and pity in his eyes. And as much as you hated the look of distrust he used to give you, you hated seeing the pity in his eyes even more. Now that he understood the implications behind your words, Steve looked at you the same way everyone who knew your past did. As if you were broken inside and incapable of being restored. And maybe you were, but that was nobody's business. You didn't need anyone's pity. 

Without a word, Steve moved from his spot to give you space. You knelt beside Bucky, analyzing his wound before doing anything. The bullet had pierced him cleanly, leaving a clear entry and exit hole, but you had no way of knowing if it had damaged any vital organs along the way. Blood continued to pour from the wound, although in smaller quantities than before. It was not going to be an easy task to heal him, but you believed you could help him. Although for that you would need assistance.

"I need to stay still while I do this. My hands need to be steady and firm over his wounds at all times otherwise we could both get really hurt." You explained as you rolled up your sleeves so that nothing could get between your hands and Bucky's body. Immediately Sam and Clint appeared at your side, asking what they could do to help. You told them to hold your wrists firmly over Bucky's wound and they complied with your instructions, kneeling one on each side of you. "Do not let me take my hands away from him. It's going to hurt me, I'm gonna scream and I'll probably pass out, but that's okay. Do not let me move until his wounds are gone." The men nodded as you looked at them, giving you the reassurance you needed to get started.

Letting out a deep sigh, you closed your eyes and focused all your attention on Bucky. In a matter of seconds you began to feel a tingling sensation running through your body and your hands became slightly warmer. It was something that happened every time you used your powers. You guessed it was your body's way of letting you know when you used them. Then you felt a sharp pain stabbing into your abdomen like a knife, right at the same level where Bucky's wound was. The pain increased with each passing second until it became unbearable, but you didn't let that distract you. Transferring Bucky's wounds and his pain to your own body was the only way to save him. You would heal him through your powers, restoring his health by giving him some of your own life force. It was the only way for him to survive after the amount of blood he had lost, so you continued even though every fiber of your body was screaming for you to stop. 

Your whimpers of pain echoed throughout the quinjet which was dead silent as everyone watched you work. Sam and Clint fought against the spasms of your body to hold you steady in your position. They hated to see you writhing in pain, but they knew it was necessary. Soon your whimpers turned into howls of suffering. Until suddenly they stopped. The muscles in your whole body relaxed and you fell unconscious on Sam's chest, who took you in his arms protectively. Everyone's attention was focused on you for a few minutes, making sure you were still alive. Your breathing was weak, as was your pulse, but luckily you were already approaching the tower.

Tony landed the quinjet on the runway, where the medical team was already waiting for them. When the doors opened, Sam carried your unconscious body in his arms, hurrying to take you to the medical wing. That image was the first thing Bucky saw when he opened his eyes.

"What happened?" Bucky muttered in confusion. His head was spinning and he felt so weak that Steve had to help him up.

"You were shot. Y/N saved you" Steve explained, still surprised by what he had just witnessed. 

"What?"

"I think we were wrong about her."

Bucky felt terrible. Sam, Clin and Tony had explained to him your history with Hydra—how they had experimented on you to develop your powers, how they had tortured you and forced you to work for them until you managed to escape. They didn't have all the details, only the things you had told them, but it was more than enough for him to realize the mistake he had made. As he listened to them talk about your past, he couldn't help but think how similar it sounded to his own story. The experimentation, the torture, the coercion, were all things he too had suffered under Hydra's control. 

He should have known better. He should have recognized the pain in your eyes, the guilt and resentment that never quite went away. How could he not have noticed when he saw the same feelings reflected in his eyes every day when he looked in the mirror? 

As he watched you sleep in the bed in the medical wing of the tower Bucky couldn't help but wonder why you had never told him the truth. Why had you let him treat you so badly? Why had you let him look at you with such disdain every chance he got? Why did you let everyone think that you had been a willing agent of Hydra? He was determined to find the answers to his questions. He wanted to know you better, to know your true story so he could understand you. 

Bucky spent all his free time sitting by your side, waiting for you to wake up. You had been unconscious for two days and no one knew exactly when you would wake up. He, on the other hand, was in perfect condition thanks to you. When the doctors examined him upon arrival at the tower, they found nothing wrong with him. His vital signs were perfect and there was no trace of his bullet wound. He couldn't help but feel guilty that you had risked your life to save him even though he had been nothing but horrible to you. 

"Bucky?" Your faint voice brought him out of his thoughts. When he looked up he discovered that you were looking at him with confusion. "What are you doing here?"

You didn't remember much of what had happened. Your mind was still a bit disoriented, confused after opening your eyes and finding yourself in a hospital room. The white light bothered your eyes and worsened the headache you felt. However, nothing was as strange and confusing as seeing Bucky sitting on the side of your bed. Especially since he wasn't looking at you with the hatred you always noticed in his eyes. He looked... Sad? Upset? You weren't sure, you just knew you had never seen that expression on his face. 

"Welcome back! How are you feeling?" He ignored your question, speaking in a soft tone as he moved a little closer to you.

"Like I was hit by a truck" you answered honestly, letting out a laugh that turned into a groan of pain as you felt your head throb. "What happened?"

"You don't remember?" You shook your head slightly. "You saved my life."

You contemplated Bucky's words for a moment, struggling to remember what had happened. Slowly the haze that haunted your memory dispersed, allowing the images of what happened on the quinjet to flash through your mind. You remembered Bucky's fading appearance, the pain in your abdomen, and Sam's arms around your body just before you lost consciousness.

"Oh" you muttered, not knowing what else to say. "How long was I out?"

"Two days. I was starting to get worried." You looked at Bucky with confusion as you heard him say that. He was worried about you? That was something new. Apparently saving his life was the way to gain his trust.

"Why are you here?" You didn't want to sound rude or aggressive. You were happy to have someone by your side at that moment to explain things that your confused and overwhelmed brain didn't understand. But you couldn't ignore the fact that Bucky was the last person you would expect to find by your side when you opened your eyes. He couldn't stand you, so why was he being so nice to you?

"I didn't want you to be alone when you woke up. I figured you were going to be confused." He explained, embarrassment evident in his voice. Bucky knew it was odd that he suddenly showed such kindness to you, but he wanted to make things right. "And I, uumm, I wanted to thank you for saving me."

"Oh." You were surprised to hear genuine gratitude in his voice. "Don't mention it. I just did what anyone would have done in my place."

"See that's the thing. I don't know if I would have risked my life to save yours." Bucky admitted with shame, struggling to maintain eye contact with you. He was ashamed to admit that he had let the hatred he felt for Hydra—and by extension for you— cloud his judgment in that way. "All this time I thought you were..." He let out a sigh, not wanting to finish the sentence. "Why didn't you tell us about your past, about everything Hydra did to you?"

"What difference would have it made?" You shrugged, looking down at your hands fiddling with the edge of the sheet covering you. "They wouldn't have understood and would have looked at me with pity in their eyes... Feeling sorry for me and constantly reminding me of all the shit I went through." 

"I would have understood." Bucky said, resting his hand on yours. You admired his gesture for a moment, reveling in the strange sense of security that the warmth of his hand awakened within you. When you looked up to face him you noticed that the gentle expression he was giving you was one you had never seen on his face before. You didn't even know Bucky was capable of looking at someone with such compassion. "You could have come to me. If you had talked to me about it, I wouldn't have been so hard on you."

"What makes you think I wanted you to be less hard on me?"

Bucky's heart broke when he heard you say that, recognizing in your words the same pain and guilt he still felt for his past at Hydra. You felt responsible for having helped them and that's why you had let everyone treat you like a monster. Because to you that's what you were. You didn't care that they had tortured you and forced you to work for them, to you the only thing that mattered was that you had helped them. And Bucky understood that feeling of guilt perfectly. He experienced it firsthand on a daily basis and it was something he would have to fight against until the day he died.

Accepting himself as a victim and not as the victimizer was not an easy task. It was a decision he made every day, something that had taken a lot of work. The support of Steve, Sam and the rest of the Avengers was what kept him afloat on his bad days, when guilt and anguish seemed to win the battle. But you didn't have that. All you had was his look of hatred that confirmed everything bad you thought about yourself. Bucky was sickened by the realization of the true extent of the damage he had been causing you all this time.

"It wasn't your fault, Y/N." Bucky tried to cheer you up, squeezing your hand in a supportive gesture. "You were tortured and forced to work for them."

"But I still did it." You replied with tears rolling down your cheeks. "I might not have pulled the trigger but the blood of all the people Hydra hurt is on my hands."

"Y/N, listen to me." Bucky spoke in a soft voice, leaning toward you and wiping away your tears with his thumb. "You are not what they made of you. The same way I'm not the Winter Soldier. I know it's hard to accept it, it took me a long time too, but it's the truth. You were forced to work for them but you escaped as soon as you had the chance. You spent all this time trying to beat them. That's who you are."

"How do you know that?" You sobbed. "You hated me two days ago."

"That's because I didn't know the truth. I didn't know what they had done to you. I just thought you were a Hydra agent that got pissed at them and switched sides to get revenge. But that's not true. That's not who you are and I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like it was."

"You didn't know." You mumbled as you wiped your tears with the back of your hand. 

"Yeah but I should have known better. I should have recognized the guilt in your eyes because I carry it inside me too. And I'm deeply sorry for making you feel even worse." Bucky looked honestly remorseful. You could see it in his eyes crystallized by the tears he was struggling to hold back, and you could hear it in his broken, soft voice. 

He had a lump in his throat that made it hard to breathe. Talking to you had brought to the surface a lot of feelings he thought were buried. It was almost like talking to a past version of himself, the one who had let himself be brought down by guilt and pain. He had the opportunity to help you in a way that no one—not even Steve—had been able to help him because Bucky really understood what you were going through. He had lived through it and knew exactly what kind of thoughts were going through your head. He had the opportunity to use everything he had learned in his time free from the Winter Soldier to help you through this dark time in your life, and make sure you were never alone again.

"You want to know how I know who you really are?" Bucky said and you nodded even though you were pretty sure it was a rhetorical question."It's simple, you're me. We're the same, you and I. I know what you have been through and I can assure you that you are not what Hydra made of you."

Hearing Bucky say those things made you burst into tears once again. You didn't feel worthy of such words of encouragement, but you were glad to hear them anyway. It was exactly what you needed to hear at that moment. His words were like a gentle caress to your soul, one that your shattered spirit was grateful for and glad to receive.

"I know we are not the best of friends, but I want you to know that you don't have to go through this alone. You can trust me." Bucky said as he took your hands in his, giving them a squeeze."I would like to get to know you a little better, you know, be friends."

It was a bit surreal to hear Bucky saying those things to you and giving you warm smiles, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't find comfort in his words. He knew about your past, but when you looked into his eyes you didn't see pity reflected in them, not even as he wiped the tears from your cheeks. He looked at you with compassion, recognizing in you and in your story a part of him. He spoke to you from the experience of someone who had gone through something similar and had managed to come out alive from the cloud of darkness that guilt, anguish and resentment created in the mind. It was nice to hear him talk, it gave you hope for the future. If he had been able to get out of it then so could you.

"I'd really like that" you replied with a shy smile, looking forward to meeting the real Bucky.

[septembersghost]

i just wanted to share a little musing on why i think it's actually vital that kim was not around for the full-blown saul goodman transformation - reasons beyond, "saul is a sleazy jerk and obviously had no one he cared about, so they had to match established canon."

i know a lot of us theorized for years that maybe she WAS secretly behind the scenes during brba era, running her own practice or helping him out of sight, and maybe there's some way that they could've finagled it to make it work and have all the scumminess be merely a front to protect her, but after the events of S6, i'm relieved they didn't go that way. that would've been a kim stripped of her essence, her strength. that would've made what howard said to her seem true, and it wasn't. i know there's been a lot of talk, from me included, about kim essentially erasing herself and imploding in self-punishment/self-recrimination, and she did, but the choice to leave was also her clawing for any remnant of her soul that she could possibly still salvage. her staying - and worse, being okay with - saul as we know he becomes is a FAR worse tragedy, as devastating as the breakup is. she still loves him fiercely, but she knows she has to get out. watching kim erode as significantly as jimmy-as-saul does would've been horrifying, and there's an even bigger factor here - she could never have come back from that. to me, that's a much bleaker story. there is no hope for her in that story. there is only poison without antidote. if she were still with him for those events, her narrative would be far more damning for her. where would the chance be for her to ever climb out of that?

but she's gone. it may have been an act of self-loathing and self-sacrifice as much as it was self-protection, but she fled the warped image she knew she was becoming - and from that heartache and destruction, something new can grow. leaving gives her the chance of finding something in herself to hold on to again. it gives her the chance to slowly heal and rebuild. it hurts like hell that they couldn't do that together, it's supposed to, but there's resilience in her choice.

if she hadn't left, i'd be sure they were doomed. never to find one another again, never to have a chance at redemption (separately or together), or maybe even reunion (even if it's bittersweet and momentary). her leaving gives her possibility. gives her agency. i save me. and maybe, just maybe, it will grant her the power to help save him too, whatever that looks like or means. i feel that reconciliation of jimmy's arc won't even be possible without her in some way.

this is a tragedy, but the thing is - the tragedy has already happened now. we've seen it, or we know what it's coming to, we only don't know the final resolution. it doesn't have to be dismal and harsh - i'd argue neither brba nor el camino are! they both have breaths of humanity and recovery woven into their conclusions, and that's a far darker journey of the soul than bcs is in many respects. poignancy is not a false note to strike here. i don't believe kim's arc is finished. hope doesn't exist on its own, there has to be grief and loss to make it distinct, to make it matter. and you can't have a reunion without first being parted.

there's a line i keep thinking about (from shakespeare or shirley jackson, respectively): journeys end in lovers meeting. there's a metaphor in it about being intertwined irrevocably, being destined to find each other over and over again. one ends happily, one decidedly does not, but i still keep thinking about those lines, and wondering whether we might end on something in the middle.

what's to come is still unsure. /// I have spent an all but sleepless night, I have told lies and made a fool of myself, and the very air tastes like wine. I have been frightened half out of my foolish wits, but I have somehow earned this joy; I have been waiting for it for so long.

[sofipitch]

I'm kind of scratching my head about what they want to do with Claudia and her storyline this season. I've been ok with ageing her up and Bailey is a phenomenal actress. She's mesmerizing. But even her capacity to captivate my attention couldn't stop me from seriously questioning her character arc.

The whole idea of Claudia (in the books) was that she was an adult stuck in a small child's body, unable to live "a normal adult life". Unable to be her own independent, free person. Always needing somebody to care for her and to help her with the aspects of her life that intersected the human world. She was doomed to be dependent on one of her parents forever. And she realized that. She realized that Louis would be the only one who would bend to her will, who wil go where she wants, who will do what she asks. She loved him I have no doubt, but she also knew he was the "weak link".

That's not what I saw in this episode. They had Claudia learn how to drive , they had her go to college, they had her living alone for 7 years. She did so more or less successfully (cause they showed she wasn't as careful with her killings like L&L), but she managed just fine for 7 years. She returned home out of loneliness (in her diary) and because of the SA. Which brings me to the other point of contention. I'm disgusted that they aged Claudia just to write a rape scene in her narrative! to make her tough!!

Where is the dependance on her parents? Where is the vital need for an adult to help her navigate her life? Where is the feeling that she couldn't live in that house anymore because Lestat was the autocrat controlling everything and it was either her or Lestat? Cause if she didn't like living there, show Claudia could just leave. Where are the manipulations regarding Louis? Where is the selfishness mixed with the rightful desire for independence?

Because show Claudia, as they have portrayed her, is just a reckless girl who can't control her killings, who came home to save her dad/older brother from the evil sadistic bastard that is her other parent. Her motivations are nearly selfless. After what show Lestat did, she's 100% right to want to take Louis from him and run to the other corner of the earth. Let alone kill him after that brutal beating. There is no ambiguity left. I can't see show Claudia as a manipulative little monster desperate for love. I see a younf vampire who can't control her powers but who wants to save her loved ones.

Yeah I 100% agree, I was willing to suspend disbelief about Claudia. Like Charlie thought she was still 14 so maybe that would still create road blocks to running away. Like can a 14 year old get a hotel room? Where does she put her coffin? Did she have to buy a new one? She doesn't know you can bury yourself in the earth so she COULD have been still lost and dependent bc of looking like a child but yeah they threw that away without a second thought.

And the thing is, in the books, Claudia maybe only indirectly dies because she ran away. But it's NEVER framed as "her fault she should have listened to Lestat". Armand killing her is something that both her dads take on as their own guilt. Claudia's death is always loustat's failure. The way Rolin Jones framed the SA it could be seen as a stand in for Claudia's death in a way, that "runs away -> gets hurt" but he clearly blamed her with his phrasing and that to me is disgusting and vile.

I agree that Bailey is awesome as Claudia, it's the writer's who dropped the ball and couldn't be normal about writing a female character. Her backstory is she was abused, she is never actually loved by one of her adopted fathers, she can't find romantic love, she runs away from home and is assulted, she watches her father/brother violently abused. The story they gave Claudia is just one of nonstop pain and I think the writers should sit down and evaluate why. And why the pains that she suffered in the books I guess "weren't dramatic enough". But Claudia is the gender dysphoria character and they basically stripped that one away big time for "child of abuse character"

[in-tua-deep]

idk if you still do au ideas but what if delores was a real person in the apocalypse? how it woul dbe done i have no idea but i love all your aus and thought it would be cool

okay okay I don't tend to go for real!Dolores aus admittedly because I find her much more compelling as what she is: a reflection of five himself and a symptom of his crushing loneliness

but i started thinking about it and you know what?? i think five deserves a little socialization, as a treat

so say like, 0.5% of the population is resistant to abilities. Allison would really struggle to rumor them, Five wouldn't be able to jump with them, and, most importantly, whatever the fuck Vanya's ability does has like, reduced damage or something

and the og apocalypse isn't the moon apocalypse, so let's say that it was pure waves of Vanya's powers that fucked over the earth

so 0.5% of the population survives the apocalypse. though, let's be honestly, the real number is a lot smaller than that. People who might have survived Vanya's initial power wave (miraculously) did not survive buildings crushing them or survive the car/plane/bus/train/other transportation crashes or survive being left alone when they are too young to reliably look after themselves, or the variety of other problems that come with 99.5% of the population dying at once

So, Five arrives in the apocalypse and is met with ruin and fire and a whole lot of dead people. He finds his siblings, but it doesn't matter. They're dead. He doesn't even recognize them at first, these strange grown-ups who he identifies not by their faces but by the umbrellas on their wrists that match his own

As he realizes the full impact of his situation, he hears a voice that says, very succinctly, "holy shit!"

It's a girl a few years older than Five himself, maybe 15 or 16, and she is very excited to see another survivor.

And here's where I u-turn this au around bc i'm not all that interested in real!Dolores, but I would be down to talk about Five meeting survivors in the apocalypse, because if Dolores is real I don't buy no one else survived.

So Dolores shows up and see a Literal Child crying over the corpses of his family and assumes that Five is a fellow survivor, and she immediately grabs him up. Five is incoherent with grief at this point anyway, so he doesn't even protest when she basically hauls him away from the bodies. She's babbling at him, but he doesn't really hear anything she's saying

And then she takes him to her dad

(Why not, let's have the 1% potentially be a heritable thing)

and her dad, let's call him just some dad name. like Rick. it has been a fucking WEEK for him, okay. he had his daughter with him, his ex-wife is on the other coast for her work, and by some miracle he survived the apocalypse and so did his child, and he's been wracking his brains trying to figure out what the fuck to do next

and then his daughter shows up with a traumatized thirteen-year-old in tow

now rick is a good dude. he's a dad. they get out of five that his name is five ("what the fuck" dolores mouths to him over five's shoulder and rick can't help but agree) and the bodies he found were his siblings ("Dad and Ben and Vanya weren't there though," this child cries desperately and rick feels his own heart clench in response, "They might still be alive!")

"We can look for them." Rick assures his new adopted child, because he is an adult in a fresh apocalypse and this kid has presumably lost everything he's ever known (more than rick even knows at the time)

and they do. They each get wagons and they go out and find supplies and look for other survivors. Five is... surprisingly helpful and also surprisingly docile as he is able to rely on Someone Else to give orders while he attempts to (dissociate) process what the fuck has happened

and here's the thing: Five prides himself on being independent, sort of. He's independent for a child soldier, but he's used to taking orders from a male authority figure and Rick happens to be just that

The first time that Five does something dangerous and Rick yells is a revelation

(Rick isn't sure if he hopes that Five's dad is alive or not, because if they find that man alive then Rick might just kill the jackass himself. Also like, Five is bizarrely knowledgeable out survival skills, like way too knowledgeable about it, which is helpful for them but also very concerning)

they find a newspaper and Five finds the article that mentions his father's recent death ("Huh. Heart attack." Five says, and there is no emotion in his voice)

(Years later, years later, Five and Rick talk. "I don't think I wanted to find him, either." Five admits, softly because Dolores is asleep, "I think I was more scared of finding him alive than I was of finding his body. He would've been so mad at me, I think.")

this newspaper is how Rick and Dolores find out about Five being Number Five, Umbrella Academy Missing Person

"Dude, what the fuck." Dolores says, wide eyes, "You're like, thirty?"

"I'm thirteen." Five says, and then checks the date on the newspaper again, "Also I think I would technically be 29 if I lived through all of it, 'cause it's April and my birthday is in October."

"You... time travelled?" Rick asks, which is honestly the more relevant question, "Can you go back?"

And Five just,,, crumples on himself. Because he tried, he tried really hard. It didn't work. "I'm gonna figure it out. I'm gonna go back, I'm going to save them."

That, Rick thinks, is a lot of weight to put on one person's shoulders, but especially the shoulders of a child.

"Alright." Rick says, because what else can he say after finding out his new child has superpowers and is from like, 2004? "What do you need?"

("Oh my god I have so many memes to teach you." Dolores says later, reverently. Five blinks in confusion and Rick mentally prepares himself for the recitation of so many vines)

And it's easier, somehow. Five sometimes feels like it's a betrayal, but he settles into apocalypse life with an ease that surprises him.

He lets Rick fuss over him and help tie his scarf securely around his head every morning before he sets off on supply runs with Dolores. And they're kids! Five has never had a friend before, and Dolores is funny and smart and she's struggling just as much as he is.

"I don't know if my mom's alive." She says to him, in solidarity when he checks the face of every corpse to see if they're Vanya.

Five is practical in the way only a child soldier can be. He's economical with the room in their wagons, carefully examining what might and what might not be useful.

Dolores, on the other hand, constantly takes up space with what Five sees as useless shit.

"Excuse you," Dolores says, shoving a game of monopoly, the entire discworld series, and a pack of glitter gel pens into her wagon, "These are absolutely vital apocalypse supplies."

She challenges him, plays with him in a way no one ever has. "I bet you I can find more batteries today than you can," She grins at him, "Winner gets to pick dinner first?"

"You're on." Five says, directly before Dolores pulls two packs of 24 AA batteries from behind her back, like a cheat.

Dolores makes him take a ten minute break when they find a playground that has been mostly not-destroyed. They rummage around kids backpacks and mother's handbags for some good loot, too numb to corpses to even be bothered all that badly about the corpses they belong to.

"I'm getting on the swings." Dolores says when Five starts making noises about moving on, "I haven't been on a swingset in ages."

"What's the point?" Five grumps.

"Don't be sour because you can't swing as high as I can!" Dolores laughs, getting higher and higher as the swings creak ominously.

Five grumpily gets into the other swing and grudgingly kicks himself back and forth until Dolores takes pity on him and teaches him how to properly move his legs and body to get higher and higher.

Dolores jumps from the swing seat and lands with a flourish and smile. Five jumps out of his seat and then jumps, warping right in front of Dolores and making her yell and hit at him in outrage. Five smiles the widest he has all week.

This is how Five grows up in the apocalypse, with Dolores teasing him into taking breaks and leaning over his shoulder to look at his math and scandalizing him by stating that she'd only just started on matrices in her own high school math class.

Every night they huddle around Rick while he picks up whatever book Dolores picked out that day because it is a travesty that Five has never read hunger games or whatever, and then they read together because it would be a genuine blood bath if they all took turns. The first time Five accidentally mentioned a spoiler and Dolores genuinely considered murder was the birthday of this tradition

Some days the air is too smoky or there are dust storms or it's just plain too dangerous to go out, and they all stay in. Dolores regales Five with stories about public school, and Five tells them about his siblings.

Then they all cry

"I shouldn't be crying." Five sobs.

"Shut the fuck up," Dolores sobs back, "You literally watched me lose my shit over remembering my shitty eighth grade dance and listened to me sob-sing toxic for like four hours."

"In fairness I also wished you would shut up then."

"Let me hug you or I will start singing songs that I only remember the chorus for again you absolute fucker."

"I could always sing some -"

"No, Rick/Dad."

And Five grows up. Rick shows him how to shave very carefully in front of cracked mirrors. Dolores teases him every time his voice cracks. Rick tells Five in no uncertain terms that he loves and cares for him, and that Reginald was a little bitch. There are a lot of heartfelt conversations around that, honestly. Rick telling Five that he and the siblings deserved better, that they were children and deserved to have a childhood.

And that he has faith in Five. Rick and Dolores both do, they bring him back paper and pens and pencils and chalk and anything Five can use to write equations. They poke around any libraries for books on theoretical mathematics and quantum physics. Rick and Dolores go out scouting for food while Five stays home and can work longer.

They also make him take breaks, make sure that he's looking after himself.

They're a little better off than OG!Five when it comes to food, because some animals survive. Enough that Rick figures out how to hunt. Five is the first one to each bugs, and even though Dolores makes faces they all start eating bugs as well.

"Pretty sure there's loads of cultures that eat bugs." Rick says grudgingly, wondering if he should try stirfry the cockroaches and if that would improve the taste. "There's even, uh, cricket flour or whatever, right?"

"Plus you eat like, five spiders a year when you're asleep." Dolores says cheerfully, just to watch her dad's face scrunch up in displeasure.

"That doesn't sound true, but I don't know enough about spiders to dispute it." Five mutters, and Dolores gives him such a proud look that it makes him roll his eyes.

They're in their thirties when Rick dies. He's out foraging and hunting, and the rubble he's standing on gives way and he ends up with a gash in his leg. He manages to stop the bleeding, but the world is filthy and they don't have any antibiotics.

He gets an infection.

"It's okay." He tells both of his kids, "It's okay. I'm just so glad that you guys have each other, y'hear? I'm so glad."

"It's not okay." Five says, voice thick and choked, "It's not."

"Yeah, well, you're going to figure out how to go back, right? Go back in time and save everyone. Then I'll have never died, right?" Rick smiles, "And even if you don't, I'll be waiting for you on the other side and we'll see each other again anyway."

"I'm going to fix it."

"I know. I have faith in you, Five." Ricks says honestly, and that's more than Reginald ever said.

They sit quietly together while Dolores is out scavenging. They've been taking turns sitting with Rick.

"I won't remember you, in the past, will I?" Rick says rhetorically, but Five answers anyway.

"I don't think so."

Rick hums, "Well, doesn't matter. If you need help in the past, you come to me, y'hear?"

"You won't remember me."

"Doesn't matter. You come find me, and you tell me your crazy story until I believe you, and then I'll help you." Rick says firmly, "You're family. You're my son. Timelines? Don't matter. If you need help, with anything, even if it's just with - with filling out a bowling team or something -"

"I have never been bowling in my life and you know it." Five interrupts, but it makes him laugh just a little bit which was clearly Rick's intention.

"Well who knows what you'll get up to in the past! You'll be able to go bowling, you know. Get to wear those uncomfortable shoes. Hey, you go far enough back maybe you can go to Dolores's tenth birthday party and put me out of my misery."

"Was she bad at bowling?"

"Oh, she was wiping the floor with me. No contest."

"Honestly, that sounds absolutely accurate."

"Shut up, bowling just wasn't my sport. Regardless, the point was that I'm giving you a free pass to come and get me. Because I know you, I know how you think." Rick brings up his hand to tap his finger against Five's forehead, "You get it into your head that you need to go it alone, take it all on your shoulders. I'm telling you that if you do that I'll somehow manifest my memories and come smack you over the head for being stupid, you hear?"

"I'm not dragging you into anything." Five says firmly, "I'll have my siblings."

"Who were also children." Rick points out. "And dragging? Dragging is such a strong word for a volunteer."

"A volunteer who won't remember volunteering." Five shoots back.

Rick just shrugs, and then winces when the movement jolts his bad leg. "Five, I'm going to be honest with you here. And sappy. Can you handle a bit of sappiness for a minute?"

"No."

"Well too bad. Can't leave a dying man, you'd feel too bad. So you're stuck with me. But you listen good, okay? Because you aren't dragging me into anything. Whatever life you have, I want to have a part of that. Because you're my son. Wherever you are, whatever you do, I want to help because you're family. What you'd be doing by leaving me out of it is depriving me of someone I love, depriving me of knowing one of the best kids I've ever known."

"Shut up." Five says, choked.

"Nope, it's sappy time." Rick states, "Maybe asking you to come find me is selfish, but I don't care. No matter what version of me exists, I want to be in your life."

"My life is a walking joke, why would you want any part of that?"

"It has been my privilege to watch you grow up. To help you. To be here for you. Of course I'd want to be there to watch you grow up the rest of the way."

"But -"

"Shut up, just let me tell you that I am so proud of you. You never give up, and your heart is so big. You love so much and so loudly, and it's been the highest honor of my life to be included in your family."

Five pauses for a moment to collect himself before simply saying - "You're the best dad I've ever had."

Rick snorts, "Considering my competition, I'd sure hope so. That bar was so low old Reggie was practically limbo dancing with the devil. Now get over here and give an old man a hug."

They don't bury Rick, when he dies. They don't have time and the ground is too hard and they don't have the heart to move him. Instead the pack everything up and seal him in the shelter they'd lived in.

Dolores pulls out a bottle of ancient nail polish and painstakingly writes Rick's name on the wall with his birth year and an approximate current year. They aren't 100% sure though, since time blends together out in the apocalypse, but it's something.

They continue by themselves. They get older.

Dolores jokingly calls him her husband because the way his face scrunches up makes her cackle. They see other people very occasionally, usually passing through. Usually groups. Dolores and Five get to flex their hosting skills, though more than one group declines their cockroach stirfry.

("It's a family recipe." Five says with amusement in his eyes that usually manages to drown out old grief.)

"Jeeze, that kid couldn't have been older'n twenty-three." Dolores complains, "Makes me feels positively ancient."

"They wouldn't have known any world 'cept for the apocalypse." Five muses, pouring some boiled water into wine glasses because they might be living in the apocalypse but they can be fancy.

"Do you ever think about that?" Dolores asks, turning to him with no judgement, just curiosity. "When you go back, you'll be like, erasing them from existence."

Five shrugs, "Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe this place will just split off into an alternate timeline."

"Maybe none of this is real." Dolores says, amusement coloring her voice. "Maybe you aren't talking to a real person at all. Maybe this is just a symbol of your insanity and cracked mind."

"Dolores, I literally have a scar where you stabbed me. Did I somehow manage to stab myself in the back?"

"Scraped you, I scraped you. By accident."

"So you maintain." Five says haughtily, swirling his water in his wine glass like a pretentious prick.

"I could totally be fake. You don't know my life."

"I know way too much about you, Dolores. Like, way way too much." Five scoffs, because Dolores and him have literally no secrets from one another at this point. Five even knows the truth behind what happened at Janet Scranton's thirteenth birthday party. Like, he said, way too much.

"Maybe you made it up. Maybe that's why you know so much."

"Dolores, I'm going to be honest with you right now." Five presses the tips of his fingers to his chin, "If you were a figment of my imagination, you would be so much better at math."

"Hey!" Dolores squawks indignantly, "I didn't even get to finish high school you pretentious prick!"

"Neither did I!"

"You didn't even go to high school, you brat."

"I'm fifty-two I think I've outgrown 'brat.'"

"Tell that to your attitude." Dolores says haughtily, "You're still younger than me."

"Won't be when I go back in time." Five says cheerfully, completely ignoring Dolores's venomous look.

"That's cheating."

"Sucks to suck." Five says loftily, taking another sip of his water.

Sometimes they talk about The Plan, with capital letters. What Five is going to do when he goes back in time, depending on when he pops out. Is he going to adopt his siblings? What about Reginald?

"You don't think I could kill Reginald?" Five says, holding a hand to his chest in mock offense.

"I think you should let me do it. I'll even give you control of tonight's music if you do."

"What are you doing to do? Bite his ankles? What if you're like, seven or something?"

"All the better to get away with it since I'll be too young to convict or whatever."

"Pretty sure that's not how the law works."

"How would you know? Just for that I'm playing Istanbul on repeat again."

"I don't know why you think that's a threat. That song slaps."

It takes a few more years before Five is close enough that the Commission comes to interfere. Because that's what I think happened - Five was getting too close and they stepped in because they might as well distract the man as much as they can with missions, right?

So the Handler shows up. And she offers Five a job, telling him that they have the ability to travel through time. And Five - hesitates.

"Give me some time?" Five asks, and the Handler graciously gives him 24 hours.

And he and Dolores talk it over, because now that his goal is more in sight than it has ever been and Five is scared.

"What are you waiting for? You have the chance to see your siblings again." Dolores says patiently.

"Yeah," Five says, and what he doesn't say is clear. But I won't see you.

"Five." Dolores says, and she cradles his face between her palms like he is something precious, "I have had so much time with you already. More than I would have ever. We have been so lucky, to have this time. How can I demand more than what we have already been given?"

"When have you ever not demanded the world, Dolores?" Five asks, his own hand coming up to cover Dolores's own.

"We've had decades together, Five. We're getting old. I was always going to lose you, one way or another. Nothing lasts forever."

"I don't want to lose you."

"I know. But if I had to choose a way, if I could decide where our story ends, this would be it. Letting you go, because this way you get to live. You get to see your family again. You get to save the world. I could ask for nothing more than for you to get your happy ending."

Five removes Dolores's hand from his cheek so that he can cradle it between them, "I'm happy here with you. I've never been happier. Isn't that silly? That I was happier in the apocalypse?"

"I bet killing Reggie would make you happy." Dolores laughs rustily.

"One day you're going to see the mysterious disappearance of a famous billionaire in the paper and feel a twinge of satisfaction and now have a clue why." Five laughs as well, shaking his head.

Dolores pats Five's hands, "Five, look at me. We've had our time. And you're going to give me even more of it. More time with my father. More time with my mother. I'll never know it, but you'll have saved me."

"What if this is - what if this is an alternate reality? What if I leave you here alone?"

"Then you'll be saving a 15-year-old girl from the same fate as me. Because as much as I love you, as much as I have loved this time we have had together, this is still an apocalypse. This should never have happened, and if you have a chance to go back and prevent it, then I want you to take that chance with both hands."

"Even if it means leaving you alone?"

Dolores smiles at him, "I'm not going to be alone. Far too many creepy crawlies in the apocalypse for that."

"Shut up, I'm being serious."

"Hmm." Dolores hums consideringly, "Maybe I'll head North, to that new settlement that last group said they'd heard word of. Sure they'd find some use for an old woman who's survived this long in the wilderness."

"You can have my half of the record collection." Five says, pulling her against him into a hug that she easily returns.

"As if I wouldn't have stolen them as soon as you left." She scoffs, but it's a little wet, and Five pretends his own eyes aren't leaking tears.

When The Handler comes back, Dolores gives him another hug. She also slips something into his pocket - some photos. They'd taken it a year into the apocalypse, when Dolores had found an ancient looking polaroid camera and towed it home despite Five's protests about practicality. The photos are worn and faded at the edges, but the smiles on Five's little apocalypse family's faces are undeniable.

"You'll have to see if they magically fade when you change the timeline." Dolores whispers to him with a grin, "Like in the movies."

"Okay." Five whispers back.

"You have the list of movies to watch, right?" Dolores says. Five rolls his eyes and nods because he wrote the list last night into his Vanya-book while Dolores hovered over his shoulder and critiqued his handwriting.

"And you promise to try a proper non-expired twinkie at some point?"

"That I do not promise. I think even looking at one would make me lose my lunch. I have twinkie-trauma."

"Shut up and get going." Dolores says, because the Handler is starting to tap her foot impatiently.

And off Five goes to become an assassin. Though - he's much more gentle this time. He's careful, he doesn't kill children and he usually takes jobs that don't require killing at all. He distracts and manipulates events as much as he can without killing.

He's actually much more well socialized, thanks to Rick and Dolores. Less feral child and more determined man on a mission.

Which is why he's so frustrated when he finally, finally manages to get the equations to work and falls through and falls - directly back into his stupid thirteen-year-old body.

"Shit." Five says, loudly, and revels in the surprised look on his siblings faces.

He strides into the kitchen, and they all follow him like ducklings. They look exactly the way they did when they died.

"Wow this is actually way harder than I thought it would be." Five muses, looking at their dead faces. But as Dolores would say, life is hard but you have to keep on trucking sometimes. "Whatever, what's the date?"

"Five, where have you been?" Diego demands, looking irritated. It makes Five snort in amusement.

"The future. The past. If you want like, an exact list of dates you'll have to hold your horses. I spent like, two weeks in Peru once. No souvenirs though, unfortunately."

They look taken aback, like they didn't expect Five to have quite this much sass. Oops. That is definitely Dolores's influence. Or maybe he was always a little asshole. In fairness, what teenagers aren't tiny assholes? He has an excuse.

"What the fuck does that mean?" Diego's eyebrows are furrowed in anger. It kind of takes Five aback for a second, because he remembers a Diego who stutters when he argued.

"When did you learn the fuck-word?" Five asks, raising an eyebrow before her can help it, "Grace ought to wash your mouth out with soap."

Diego immediately goes red, "Shut up!"

"Wow you're so easy to rile up. Aren't you like, twenty-something? Actually, I could figure out for myself how old you are if you gave me the date."

"I'm twenty-nine." Diego growls, like that was the point.

"Haunting!" Five says cheerfully, because that means there is way less time than he would like, narrowing his time down to a six month window.

It's extremely funny how his cheer makes all of them make faces.

It's Klaus who leans forward, "Why do you need to know?"

Klaus's face is open and curious and - (looks exactly like he did when Five found him all those years ago) - and Five can't help but answer him. "The world end on April 1st, 2019. No it isn't an April Fools joke, yes I have heard that joke like a million different times. I just want to know how close I landed so I can, you know, start working on how to fix that."

"Woah woah woah, roll it back." Allison says, holding a hand up, "What?"

"The apocalypse occurs on April 1st, 2019." Five says, slowly. "I have traveled from afar to prevent this from happening, because like, everyone dies."

"Everyone?" Vanya says weakly from the side.

She's clearly expecting to be ignored, so Five turns his head to address her directly by wiggling his hand back and forth a little. "Sort of. Like, not too many people survive at all. A handful of the human population, you know."

"But you survived?" Diego recovers admirably, if bitingly.

"Well, no." Five says rolling his eyes, "Wouldn't you just know it, Klaus here has managed to figure out a new ability!"

Everyone turns to look at Klaus, who immediately holds up his hands like he's being arrested or something, "I did not!"

"Wonderful! Now that we've established that I'm alive -"

"Why should we trust a word you say?" Luther says for the first time, looking pensive.

Five blinks, genuinely taken aback. "Because... I'm your brother? Because I can clearly and obviously time travel? Like, yeah, it would have been more convenient if I'd arrived in like, my old-body for proof-purposes, but like. I mean. Thirteen is still a pretty convincing age to be to prove time travel considering if I hadn't, I would be like, almost thirty."

"Roll it back again." Allison says firmly, "What do you mean by 'old body'?"

"Great question!" Five says pointing at Allison and smiling. Everyone looks at him weird again, and Five takes a moment to wonder if they've ever experienced positive reinforcement. Knowing Reginald, probably not. "Wait! Is Reggie alive? Wait, no, answer that in a second. Uh. When I time traveled I fucked up my body I guess, I was like, old. White hair and wrinkles-type old from spending decades in the apocalypse. But I fucked up the calculations and got booted back to my thirteen-year-old body, I guess. How, I have no idea."

"What?" Vanya says, still equally weakly.

"You have no idea how fucked up time travel is." Five whispers conspiratorially to Vanya, loud enough for the whole table to hear, "There are so many ways to die. Or permanently tear a hold in space time. But like, with life as we know if ending soon-ish, I figured I couldn't possibly fuck it up worse than it already was, y'know? Speaking of, anyone have the date again?"

"Wait, what was that about dad?" Luther asks, very focused.

"Oh, you still call him dad? Big oof." Five says automatically, because apparently his verbal filter is shot to hell after living with Dolores. It does make Klaus bark out a too-loud laugh.

"What does that mean?" Luther asks aggressively.

"It means Reginald sucks and doesn't deserve the title of 'dad,' what did you think I meant?" Five asks, and now both Diego and Vanya and both cracking smiles, though Vanya is covering hers with a hand.

"Have some respect for the dead." Luther growls, standing up and looking very large and threatening.

Five sways back, craning his head up, "Woah there big buy, sit down before I injure my poor growing spine looking up at you. Jeeze, did Reggie force feed you steroids or something? I wouldn't put it past him but like, I just want to know he at least went over the side effects of the drug with you. Also like, thanks for narrowing it down. Also terrifying! Seriously though, exact date please because if I have less than 24 hours I am going to break down crying and that is a threat."

"I love this Five." Klaus says reverently.

"March 21st." Vanya offers, finally.

"Wow! Terrifying!" Five says, clapping his hands together, "Hate that. Ten days, huh? Well, who wants to get on board the save-the-world express?"

Klaus immediately flings his hand in the air, Five points at his brother appreciatively. "Yes, excellent! I'll take the volunteer in the lovely skirt as my first team member. Any other volunteers?"

"Danke!" Klaus simpers, grinning widely like this is the vest entertainment he's had in weeks.

"I'm not just going to stand here and listen to you badmouth dad and boss us around." Luther slams his hands on the table.

"Well not with that attitude." Five snarks.

Diego raises his hand, "I would like to join team fuck dad as well."

"We can certainly debate team names later." Five says, nodding wisely as Luther gives some sort of scandalized gasp.

"Honestly, I just want to see where this is going." Klaus confesses.

Five shrugs, because he doesn't really care about the reason. "Don't you want to prove me wrong them? Prove what a well-adjusted young man Reginald Hargreeves raised?"

"Shut up." Luther grinds out, looking a moment away from throwing a punch.

"If this is all true, I have to get home." Allison cuts in, looking concerned, "I have - I have a daughter."

"I mean, if you want to give Claire a world to live in then I'd stick around, but that's just me." Five shrugs.

"You know her name?" Allison asks, obviously taken aback.

Five is almost offended, "Uh, yeah. I have her photo as well. Y'all get on like, a bizarre number of gossip magazine covers did you know that?"

Allison manages to outdo herself in terms of being taken aback once more.

There's a beat of silence, and then Five turns, "Vanya? You in?"

"Me?" Vanya blinks, looking shocked. "What can I do?"

"Yeah, what can she do?" Diego asks, crossing his arms and suddenly looking grumpy.

It baffles Five, who scrunches his nose, "Uh, like, a lot? I assume? I mean. I'm going to be honest here, just looking at y'all right now is a lot. In more ways than one! Hashtag trauma and all that, but like, name a single one of you that wouldn't be the most obvious person in the room as soon as you walked into it. Except Vanya, who somehow manages to look like a well adjusted adult, by some miracle."

"Did you just verbally say the word hashtag?" Allison asks, looking so deeply confused.

"More concerned about the trauma he tacked onto there, but y'know, to each their own." Klaus immediately cuts in.

"You think I'm well-adjusted?" Vanya asks, looking oddly touched.

"I would like to direct your attention to Diego's leather pants-scowl combo and Luther's general aura of daddy-issues." Five says pointedly, "I can practically smell the tragic comic book backstory in this room. If I'd jumped back a decade earlier this would have been Batman's wet dream of orphan selection."

"Alright! Game plan!" Five says, waving Diego's knife in his hand.

Diego's hands immediately go to his weird harness looking thing, "Hey!"

"Give me just one moment to get the tracker out." Five rolls his eyes, "Then I'll give it back, I promise. Also if someone could ask Grace for like, some antibiotics that would be good."

"What?" Allison asks, directly before Five stabs himself and there is suddenly panic at the table.

"Relax!" Five says, allowing Diego to remove the knife from his hands. He doesn't need it anyway and his hand immediately drops down to root in the wound.

"Five what the fuck!" Diego yells, but Five just pulls up bloody fingers and waves the tracker into Diego's stupefied face.

"What the fuck is that, Five?" Allison demands, looking very shaken.

"I literally just said it was a tracker." Five points out, "Now, I think our first team activity should be voting on whether we destroy it or take it out to bumfuck nowhere and ditch it to confuse the Commission."

"What the fuck is the Commission?" Diego barks.

"Man. Maybe I should just hit up Rick." Five muses, "This is going to take so much explaining."

"Who is Rick."

"So much explaining."

[hezuart]

That anaversary aizen looks absolutely fabulous, he looks like a figure skater xd.

I heard along time ago the last arc of the anime was being animated finally bc they pulled a 90s sailor moon were the last season was not either animated or dubbed untill decades later.

I recall near the end of the current 366 episodes there was an episode were the creapy demon ppl woke up in hell and we're all bitter, and there was the other guy who was like, iM cOmEiNg FoR u IChIgO, but then is never mentioned again after and I'm like,why? Why is lt there just plopted randomly into a different arc that seams unrelated.

And locking aizen up underground seems ok, but It deff won't hold, and he will. Escape, and he will kill, you either need that one spell from star, dubbed, the darkest spell of moon the undaunted, a powerfull dark spell that killed immortal beings, that came from best character, eclipsa, the queen of darkness.

We need that.

Or stick him I'm crystal like eclipsa was in star. Is there no one who could trap him in ice or crystal for all eternity.

How about throw him into the centre of a volcano trapped and caged , forverr being killed by heat?

I assume there's space travel, send I'm into a black whole, were a black whole don't fuckin care if your immortal or fat, you will die

:3

Yes, I love anniversary Aizen. His original octopus-butterfly hollow design was ugly so I'm glad he's back to being the fashion icon he is.

Locking Aizen up underground once is one thing, doing it twice after saying he got more powerful by just sitting there, and he escaped to battle the Quincy Soul King God... is another. I think he should have escaped at the end of the Quincy arc. That is the only feasibility.

I heard the anime is coming back for the Quincy arc as well, but because of COVID its probably going to be delayed. (I'm not gonna watch it until the Rain section of the arc then I'm dipping out. I'm only here for Zangetsu)

and funny that you mention that hell scene in the manga :)

-> spoilers for the new BLEACH 73 page anniversary chapter / thoughts/critique on it

So hey you had a premonition! Syazel .... returned? And his hole is outside of his body??? for some reason???

(I didn't understand the explanation or why / how that happens and what that means for the hollow)

And my friend and I were laughing because out of ALL the things. Kubo could do in this anniversary. He gave Syazel his dick back after going to hell. That is iconic. (that's where his hole was located, and now that its not on his body ... well...) This is the funniest thing Kubo has EVER pulled. Kudos to you, sir.

The entire internet is freaking out over Ukitake being in hell. Honestly Kubo has done far worse, and we've established that Soul Society is a corrupt system that hasn't changed, so I'm not surprised he would pull something like this.

At the same time, Kubo 1. cheated his audience. 2. continues to prove me right that he cannot bring himself to kill his characters

1. Hollows who have commit murder in their human life are sent to hell. Syazel and Aaorniero are two of these hollows, and yet, when they are killed, there is NO gates of hell scene. We see them there later in the hell chapter (which was more of a promotion for the fourth movie and I didn't believe it would hold any merit)

But the same goes for Ukitake. We never see the gates of hell take him. What, was hell late? Did hell's gates get lost like an uber before picking him up? It's bull. Withholding such vital information from your audience, not showing the gates of hell when they should pick up this soul IMMEDIATELY is ... I mean its a lie. Kubo lied to his audience.

2. Now we are told powerful shinigami are sent to hell when they die. First of all that sounds like a security threat. Wouldn't shinigami want revenge for that? Or attempt to escape? Why would they still hold loyalty after being sent to a prison of eternal suffering?

Also "Yhwach and Aizen" were the only ones keeping Hell's gates closed is way too convenient and doesn't really make any sense. I feel like Aizen should have deliberately gone to hell to retrieve powerful shinigami / hollows for his army instead of keeping it /closed/.

This is definitely a Kubo-doesn't-know-what-he's-doing-and-is -making- stuff-up-as-he-goes, but it might have a pinch of merit because of previous plot lines.... but either way, there's some big plot holes here, but again, its Kubo, so I expected nothing less.

Again, he can't kill off his characters. He introduced zombification, he introduced immortality through the hougyoku, he has Orihime and Hachigen's reversal / rejection abilities. He brought back Luppi, friggen.... a character who's entire upper half of his body was incinerated. Like.... come on. No. He's dead, you can't bring him back like that. That's a cop out and just weird. You're taking away consequences and grief.

(Also Yamamoto and Unohana deserve to be in hell far over Ukitake, they've done some fcked up stuff in their pasts unlike him)

Also Kubo's favorite character is Mayuri, which.... you're allowed to have a favorite problematic character. But Keeping said character alive and bared from the consequences of abusing his daughter, murdering innocents, and experimenting on your own squad members? Nah. Nope. Kill him, Kubo. Kill this dude.

(his weird attachment to Mayuri is probably why he keeps bringing Syazel back, since Syazel is Mayuri 2.0, but Syazel is the bad guy who does face consequences for his actions while Mayuri is not)

~

Also, I'm certain Kazui and Orihime are going to be THRILLED that their precious husband/dad is going to hell when he dies :)

(I just... Rukia teased Ichigo about leaving Orihime at home. She teased him about having a house wife who he leaves all the chores to. Orihime had two panels. She checks on her son who promised he would be at home and sleep. Kazui fcking breaks his promise like it never mattered to him and JUMPS out the window after pretending to sleep in front of his mother. ... An 8 year old... alone... in the middle of the night.)

Orihime is abandoned. She is not invited to SS, she is not informed of what is going on, her son leaves her.... I...

Orihime is a side character. She doesn't matter anymore. She hasn't mattered for a long, long time.

A part of me is glad she had little screen time, since she tends to waste it, but another part of me is embroiled with rage.

I've even see people try to defend this. "Orihime and Ichigo can't be together ALL the time, that's an unhealthy relationship!" and I'm like guys... that's not the point. The point is Orihime is not part of Ichigo's other life. Any shinigami stuff from now on is none of her business. She's going to stay at home while Kazui and Ichigo go off and save the world. Ichigo is going to be fighting by Rukia and Renji while Orihime watches from the sidelines, or worse, doesn't even know what is going on with her husband and son. Orihime is going to be uninformed and abandoned, because she has not proven she is capable of fighting by their sides(go on, @ me. I will fight this. She's a failure.), and also because she prefers a human life over a dead one. Which is ironic, because she married a dead man. Ichigo is a shinigami, and he will be one forever. god forbid she ever meets his Zanpaktou. She would tremble in fear at the monsters her husband harbors in his soul, especially when she realizes they don't care about her and would rather see her dead. (Zangetsu would absolutely kill Orihime. Not sure about Kazui, but Orihime has not accepted Zangetsu, she does not like either of them, and the feeling is assuredly mutual.) frick now I want to make a comic about this

Also still frustrated over Zangetsu's shikai / bankai regression. Kubo once again lied to his audience. Ichigo has no bankai. How ridiculous is that? The main character of BLEACH doesn't have a bankai. Insulting.

(RIP to Chad. He doesn't exist anymore. He's just gone. No mention, no cameo. Gone.)

Kazui is a demon child. That character from the novels? Hikone? They're the same character. Literally same personality, same power level. Its worse because Kazui is a liar. He constantly goes behind his parents' backs. He can summon creepy fish and creepy eyeballs and open portals like is ANYONE aware of this? How has SS not kidnapped Ichigo's son and experimented on him / locked away his powers yet? All substitute shinigami require a reiatsu controlling / spy badge to keep them in line. Where is Kazui's? Or is he just a weird fullbringer?

I was worried Kubo was gonna try and pull a knock off Boruto but luckily he kept the focus on Ichigo and the others. But that being said, Ichika and Kazui are now just... sort of there? Kazui was kinda just.... having his own adventure that doesn't matter to the plot at hand, and Ichika had some nice characterization at first but she just hid behind her dad the whole time.

I have a feeling Kazui is gonna step in at the last minute or do some major behind the scenes thing that indirectly interferes with the main plot so no one will realize how powerful and dangerous he actually is. Its sad because Ichika is the superior character in personality and likability, but she clearly is not going to have a bigger part in this.

Ichigo having a normal life after everything still feels extremely boring and uncomfortable to me. Everyone's like 'I'm still bLEACH!" but.... BLEACH just... doesn't feel like BLEACH anymore. It hasn't for a while now.

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There's two new shinigami characters. Didn't care for the girl, but the Sign Language kid who talks to animals is adorable ... however... he just reminds me of Chad, and I just... it hurts knowing Chad has essentially been deleted. Chad and Orihime are officially benched. They have chosen the human world, and Orihime has given Ichigo his spawn so she has no more use/purpose to him anymore... ////sigh

~~~

Also. This is claimed to be a new "arc". So is the BLEACH manga coming back? What is happening. I thought Kubo was tired and didn't want to do BLEACH anymore. I thought Shounen Jump cut him off. People made so many excuses for Kubo and why the past two arcs have been so badly written the past 6 years and now almost everything they've attempted to defend him with has been revoked.

BLEACH is going to continue to screw up its plot lines and characters, so Its probably best for it to stay dead but I've seen a lot of Kubo stans drooling over this content, they're desperate for BLEACH's return, but its already given out all its possible revelations. There's really nothing else to top here. It's just going to make things up as it goes along ,and I'm not really here for half-assed writing like that, especially since the damage of rushing the previous manga has already been done. Kubo and Shounen Jump are riding off a money nostalgia. None of this was planned.

Honestly though.... overall feeling of this chapter, not as bad as it could have been.

Syazel stole the spotlight, and he's my friend's favorite character, so that's all that really matters.

[gorgonmemes]

Hi there, I have an eating disorder, and major self image issues. Would Medusa be able to teach me how to feel good about myself again? I want to, and I want to be able to have the strength to eat without feeling like a failure, or disgusting, but I don't know how. I've had my ed for so longbow, since I was 11 or 12. Can Medusa help me?

i just want to say that witchcraft & deity is not a replacement for medical & psychiatric help and should be used alongside those things, and never as a first option for help. you probably already know that, though, and i'm hoping that you're receiving the care that you need. if not, please reach out to someone you trust. asking for help is not a bad thing and it takes incredible strength to do it.

that being said, i do think that medusa can help in conjunction with professional help. i do not have an eating disorder & thus have no experience with it, but i had an abusive boyfriend a few years ago who wouldn't let me eat when he wanted me to take nudes for him (it was long distance, we broke up before we had enough saved to meet, thankfully). i was groomed into starving myself to appear the way he wanted; every july, his birth month, i still find it difficult to eat. i ate very very little in that month when we were together, so that his birthday nudes would meet his standards.

medusa helped me through that. she and my sister and my best friend. without them, i probably would have done something drastic to myself bc i felt like there was no way out. she gave me courage & strength and she gave me the ability to leave him once and for all. (and also the courage to decide to never date a man ever ever again.)

i fortunately did not develop an eating disorder from this, but i have some weird eating habits and feelings around eating that i have difficulty expressing. i used to feel extremely guilty for eating, like if i ate a full meal or something 'bad' then i would become fat and my ex wouldn't like me anymore and i wouldn't be hot anymore.

i worked with her on this after we broke up. she helped me see that food is good and that eating food i enjoy is good and food can be both healthy and delicious. eating doesn't make you a failure. the opposite, actually! you need food to live. food makes you strong. it makes you powerful. it gives you the strength to live and the energy to do things and that is incredible!

she would teach you that your body is beautiful and doesn't need to become smaller. we don't need to be small to be loved. why would we want someone who only loves us when we're small? we want someone who loves us for taking up space and eating and experiencing joy. she would show you that every body is a good body. you don't need to hurt yourself to be small and beautiful and good. she will teach you confidence. how to take up space. how to wear what you want to wear even if you're 'not supposed to.' she will teach you how to destroy your shame. medusa as a goddess is the enemy of shame; she will uplift you so that shame cannot touch you. you are alive and good and strong and she will show you how important and wonderful you are.

please reach out for professional help, and then reach out to medusa if you'd like to. if you reach out to her first, she will urge you to get professional help too. your health matters. your health is vitally important and she would want you to protect it.

may medusa bless your healing journey <3

[batarangsoundsdumb]

hae interrogationes multae respondeant quia demens .

if you read this entire ask post you deserve a gold star and financial recompensation

Um, Obviously because when you’re adopted by a white guy you automatically become white duhhh

this is about this post lmao and yeah youre absolutely right, you have to hand your poc card in when you get adopted by a white guy.

Do you think Cass would listen to Yanni, the YouTube channel epic symphonic rock, or some other stuff? There's some cool mashups but idk if that's up your alley, I kinda feel like I'm pushing it with my weird taste of music by recommending an orchestra cover of metal, but i just love that sort of thing and mashups :P @harvestyourcherries 

i haven’t heard of that? but in my personal (correct) opinion steph listens to classical music, and then both modern and older, and then also stuff like black sabbath, iron maiden, but also hardrock and hardcore. i like the idea of cass just liking the most extreme screaming songs full of noise and then also listen to pachelbel’s 370th sonata yanno? THANK YOU for the rec tho

speaking of ur cass playlist hc...reminds of the time (yesterday) i found 2 playlists randomly on spotify from the same user. one was abt 3 hours of instrumental/classical "dark" & "nostalgic" music. the other almost 11 hours of nothing but hardcore bass/synth/electronic music. just an incredible tightrope act to put on in public. the synth one was also called like "psalms for synth sluts" which is Also incredible

tbh i LOVE synth SO MUCH like for no reason at all but then also cannot handle a poppy electronic beat lmao. but this seems like the kinda thing i’d do but just in one (1) playlist bc i just sort songs by vibe instead of genre? that’s how i end up with britney spears and billy ray cyrus in the same playlist. 

Oh, I want Kate Kane playlist next! It would be amazing if you could do one when you have time and will 🙏

how rude would it be of me to just say no? like sorry kate but idk you and also you seem way too keen on the us military for an institution that homophobically targeted you? (and also commits war crimes) but let’s unpack the fact that the institution that caused the death of your mom and sister and also got you blacklisted for being gay is still one you align with???

'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' 'yes i am' 'no you're not' --- when i tell you i fucking screamed LOL!!!!!!! i can imagine the cameraman not knowing if he should cut to commercial or keep it on these two weirdos fighting on stage (bruce definitely ruffled dick's hair/noogied him right?? 

about this post but yeah lmao. this cameraman just turns to like the audience to get a reaction and it’s just multiple moments of CLEAR shock.

you are the only funny person on this hellsite

how egotistical is it for me to say that i get this ask multiple times a month? bc it literally happens so often it’s hilarious to me.

Wish there was more john/Bruce content 😔😔😔 was so hungry I actually looked at canon media 😔😔😔 (Justice League Dark babeeeyyyyyy)

check out batman: damned for some mediocre content but at least it’s john/bruce (also very interesting story and stuff, just got very >:( over this weird part where harley quinn tried to r*pe bruce or something? it’s not for everyone)

dick grayson but he's nicki minaj

his anaconda don’t want none,,, unless...... 

Dick Grayson was never a cop, he played Marshall on Paw Patrol

you are SO right. also paw patrol is a fucking good show idc. that shit could’ve been the new steven universe on this hellsite.

https://www.instagram.com/p/CS1lI0bLI7-/?utm_medium=copy_link

...

why do people keep reposting my CONTENT. if you are not funny yourself don’t just grab shit off of tumblr and post it on insta,,, get a life. sidenote: should i start an insta and get all these ppl to take my content down that would be funny as hell.

Might I suggest for a Gotham City Meme: something about the true crime fandom thirsting for the rogues gallery

ok can i just say something slightly controversial?? no? i don’t find true crime ppl who are into criminals funny, that shits disturbing irl im not gonna bring that into my very chill universe.

i may have never seen a 'jason cleaning guns in sink' fic but i do know he WOULD

THANK YOU

bestie im sorry to say this to you but while you can, and people do wash their guns in the sink, that is a lot of lead in a very vital part of the kitchen.

people tend to do it in the bathtub.

WHY???? like damn why do you even have guns

i dont think i read many gun sink fics exactly but i have read lots of fics where jason cleanes his guns in the living room. usualy dissembles them and cleans them with a rag i think

lmao fair enough, like i think that’s a large part of what i remember as well.

if you say you've seen/read gun sink fics I believe you. I think those of us who didn't see them are lucky or maybe didn't search for fics by tags or something idk

i mean ive never sought them out but i HAVE seen them,, like definitely i know almost for certain.

saw your tags and I'm interested in Steph/Kara now. They would be the most chaotic couple <3

literally thoooo, i have a wip where they get together in a zombie apocalypse and like UGGGHhhh i am so in love with them.

I am the Breece anon. Thanks for the recommendation; am reading now. I’ve always been a hardcore Superman fan because I love my pure himbo farm boy. My logic is, if one Bruce is a Broose, then multiple Broose are a herd of Breece. And this is a hill upon which I will perish.

fair enough,,,, like moose, meese, goose, geese, bruce, breece. i get your logic and i stand by it as well. (glad you enjoyed the comic recs!!!!)

It's a beautiful day in Gotham, and you are a group of horrible Breece

OH my god dude lmao

there only being 42 fics on ao3 for tim and bernard is honestly so sad i need more

it’s like twice that now!!! we did it lads. (tho very sad that my fic isnt number one but like number 4 :((((  )

i'm too late you already did the poll lol but may i suggest bethy (bernard + timothy)

shit dude that wouldve been so fucking funnyyyyy. think ppl have just stuck to timber tho, tim/bernard kinda died down recently and i think it’s too bad, they’re a great couple and i love them.

Wait, hear me out

Bernothy @redlightofdawn

great recommendation (lmao this ask is from like a month ago) but very sorry to announce that NARDTH is the superior shipname

Wait, we know that bernard likes milfs (Tim's step-mom) but what about dilfs? gilfs?

Wait no, I regret sending that ask

these were two seperate asks and they’re HILARIOUS. in my personal opinion tho,,, milfs, gilfs, dilfs are just about vibes and bernard is just attracted to sexy ppl who may sometimes be milfs, dilfs, or EVEN gilfs.

crime in bludhaven would drop to half if nightwing had a boob window. in this essay i will-

WHERE’S THE ESSAY ANON, WHERE’S THE FUCKING ESSAY

Wait if Barbra and Tim r at opposite ends at all times what happened to Barbra once everyone’s Tim’s ever love before started dying lol

she won a lottery ticket and spent 2 weeks on a resort in the bahamas before returning home and finding out that the joker was arrested for tax evasion and then spent a month staying at her big tiddie goth girlfriend’s house before conner came back to life and she broke her pinkie playing table hockey.

Why is the opposite end thing so funny and compelling to me. Tim comes back from his depression quest for Bruce and Babs is now a literal god

lmao when tim loses his spleen barbara reaches nirvana.

Are you still taking music recs because I have three songs that remind me of Jason that I think you'd like

send to me or lose a toe

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thanks, i wont tho on account of i wont.

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This is the whole of Blüdhaven and everyone anywhere.

Nightwings ass alone saves more people in a calendar year and does more for so society than most heroes do their whole career.Also u are one of the funniest tumblr pages out there. The vibes are unmatched and the memes and tags ✨send me✨.Thank u and goodnight @julia-flow 

fanksss also lmao.

That's going to be a little bit difficult to explain, but

There's some music that you listen to and you think, "oh my gosh, I can perfectly imagine Dick Grayson singing this song, with the same voice as the singer because that voice matches with Dick Grayson"?

oh yeah totally lmao. i have a lot of songs that i think are just entirely dick grayson yanno? kind of all of my playlists have that vibe, but i really find bleachers to fit with dick? idk.

"Lois lane/Superman" fics this, "Lois lane/Clark Kent" fics that, (/lh) let's get into the real good stuff. Some people ship Lois, Clark, and Superman as a throuple. Most popular fic tag for sure

yes totally, i think they’d be absolutely killer on ao3 and clark gets so fucking embarassed about it.

I miss your post, hope you’re doing okay!!

haha this was like 2 months ago, but i was doing fine then too! just didn’t have a lot of inspiration in terms of content.

Doot doot!

noot noot

I’m confused. What did DC do now? Like with nightwing? And another sibling? Please spoil everything for me

lmao they gave him a secret sister plotline where they had his dad cheat on his mom with tony zucco’s wife, bc dick’s life wasn’t traumatic enough yet.

sorry but it's so funny that batman is called "the dark knight" when the gotham city baseball team is called the gotham knights. it'd be like if a vigilante was running around new york called like "the scary yankee"

lmaooo no. but like yankee comes from dutch names or something so wouldnt it be HILARIOUS if gotham knights came from like german names and bruce would be running around called the dark KLAUS UND NIEK @graysonnightwing 

(not a batcest shipper) it’s so funny to me that the responses are “i’m a batcest shipper because i can differentiate fiction from reality and and it doesn’t bother me personally, but i understand why you oils think it’s weird” to “i wish all batcest shippers a very fucking die”

yeah lmaoo. i personally basically flipped my entire stance around to ‘i dont care please leave me and everybody else alone’ bc i think there’s really no point in starting a moral dillema over some fucking fandom bullshit. Please just,,, go home,,, log off, find a nice forest to have a little walk in and remember that somewhere in history, somebody probably died in the place you’re standing. and you will also die someday, and somebody will have to look at your internet usage and see you fighting multiple people anonymously while being named ‘nightwingsbuttchin200186′ like... calm down, we’re all gonna die this is not the thing to worry about.

so since like "wards" don't really exist in modern society almost all the batkids are foster kids, right? i used to work in the system and imagine: monthly visits from social workers and guardian ad litems, bruce having to get permission to take the boys anywhere out of state, calling their social worker at like 8 a.m. like "yeah dick broke his arm again... a gymnastics accident this time...." their poor social worker. bruce send her a huge bouquet and box of chocolates every month to stay on her good side

i imagine the social worker just getting into the case like ‘yeah let’s get this kid a good guardian’ and then ending up having to work with 22 y/o bruce wayne and his 50 y/o dad. and so this social worker is like ‘okay we can work with this, this is the best home i can find’ and then like it ends up landing on its feet and then the kid gets adopted and then they get a call a year later like ‘uhm so hi, this kid tried to steal my tyres can i adopt him?’ and like 3 years later. ‘okay so basically, my neighbours’ kid imprinted on me and now they’re dead, can i keep him?’ two years later it’s like ‘okay so this assassin child-’

ever since I saw that one post of yours, the meme that's something like "I know that abba's backup dancer got me" with a picture of discowing, I've been haunted. Every once in a while I'll be minding my own business then the image of abba's backup dancer dick grayson aka nightwing aka discowing will flash in my mind and I'll be frozen in place. Today at work I was in the middle of folding clothes and suddenly once again discowing entered my mind and I suddenly lost the ability to see anything except He. Thank you.

wow. the IMPACT.

Braver than any US marine man props to you🤝

this shit is about the time i wrote an article on batcest, like man,,, the fact that i didn’t get cancelled is MIRACULOUS. also like,,, uh if anybody on here did gossip on me,, send screenshots i’d love to see it.

Hello, just wanted to say your article was great. Thank you for taking the time to provide an unbaised answer. It should provide people with nuances they couldn't possibly conjure on their own.

May I ask where your username originates from?

yes you may (also thanks!!!) i thought it up when i was trying to find an original username bc i didnt want to be called like ‘timdrakes something something’ or ‘jason todd something smoething’ or ‘dick grayson something something’ yanno? so i thought batarangs, they sound so dumb and that’s my username story... now it’s my whole entire brand lmao.

yno that bit in kick ass where red mist asks kick ass if he wants a hit of his blunt, was that the inspo for stoner tim

no? it’s bc i think stoners are hilarious and drugs are great. (dont do drugs tho) 

How would u feel if someone actually wore one of those bruce or ollie pride shirts u edited

fenomenal next question.

Dick as lil huddy and Jason as James gave me radiation poisoning and now I’m screaming crying throwing up so thx for that

(Rico suave as Tim is perfect tho literally no changes needed)

i was so funny for that shit wasn’t i??? lmao i loved those weird ass fancasts

You're doing the Lord's work by providing us with all these Gotham/Metropolis citizens memes, thank you for being so relentlessly funny @nellethiel-aranel

you’re welcome!! i really enjoy making memes, but getting validation for my content and my memes is REALLY nice.

Bruce is such a slut in your memes and honestly i love that for him @rhodey-rhudert-rhodes-main 

he’s that much of a slut irl too dw.

Bruce and Alfred have an emergency pride flag for the batkids. Oliver Queen printed an emergency "I love my gay son" t-shirt and as soon as Roy told him he was dating Jason, Oliver started wearing that shirt everyday and Roy always cringes when he sees it. Oliver also has an emergency "I love my lesbian daughter" shirt just in case for Cissie.

lmao YES i had a post like this bc like all of their kids/family members are so gayy

stop bringing back batfam fancasts it is not real it is not real it is not- 😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀😀

oh yes it is my darling.

did discowing burn down the notredam because he hates the bees? @allulily

no he did it bc fuck the french.

im gonna beg for 1 thing and 1 thing only. please please please put physical by olivia newton john on dick's playlist

okay then beg. bc i wont. physical reminds me too much of glee and that hurts me mentally.

your playlist is sorely missing some Madonna. Specifically Into the Groove, Like a Prayer, and Vogue

i’m scared of madonna that’s why she’s not on there. she haunts me in my dreams.

suggestion: son of batman by aaron dews for dick’s playlist🤩

sorry, i listened to it and the vibe didn’t agree with me.

Hear me out, metropolis citizens sending rare pair fics of Clark Kent x Superman fics to Lois to edit

yes, absolutely hilarious. even more funny if they send like physical copies, no address attached and lois sends it back marked with red ink, SOMEHOW

Imagine all the smut Clark must of read editing the fics

clark reads smut confirmeeed

NOT LOIS READING SUPERBAT PORN AND EDITING IT A 2AM 

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

hc that alfred is a meta that boosts healing factor of the people around him. if the bats are injured as much as they seem to be they would be doing bat stuff MAYBE half the year. no one including alfred knows about this. whenever the kids move out they inexplicably dont recover from injuries as fast and feel better whenever they visit the manor they just chalk it up to homesickness. bruce just thinks he heals really fast. alfred thinks everyone doesnt take care of themselves properly @finchcollector

that’s actually such a great idea, but i think that alfred would find out and learn how to concentrate it better so he can help more people, bc he’s great and i love him.

One of your dickfast posts reminded me of that tweet that goes: 'so you've had sex how many times? Yeah technically that's not a bromance' lol that's dickwally or dickroy

literally tho. like that’s all of dick’s friendships. once it gets past a certain time dick is like ‘wow i wonder what it would be like to make out with wally, wally come make out with me’ and wally’s like ‘we’ve done this like 40 times, dick, you know what it’s like’ and dick is like ‘sorry are you complaining?’ and they just make out.

superfam and batfam associations??

-batman and superman

-dick/barabara and supergirl?

-conner and tim

-jon and damian

pls enlighten me I am confused

nope,,, uhm batman and superman, but dick and superman as well, and then conner and tim, jon and damian and steph + babs with supergirl

I came across a fic in which Wonder Woman calls Batman "Stella" (like Stellaluna, the children's book) and I can imagine the batkids hop on the trend and maybe copies of the book appear at random places (aka, everywhere Bruce frequents)

sorry can’t reciprocate that was the name of my high school chemistry teacher and it gives me nightmares to think about.

good human what are your pronouns?

wouldn’t you like to know?

I need me some gothamites preferring harley over joker memes

everyone prefers harley over joker youre just very fucked up if you dont

don't understand why people try to add like veteran policy to the batfamily

dick pulling out his veteran batfam member card so he can eat first: step aside, peasants

Do you know the song Simmer by Haley Williams? It (the first verse anyways) reminds me of Jason? It's about rage.

damn yeah i LOVE HAYLEY!!!! youre right thoo

Okay so I like listen to your stoner Tim Drake playlist 24/7 but would he listen to skegss? Also I keep adding songs mentally it’s killing me 😩✋🏼 Anyways,, I literally love and worship your playlist 😃🤞🏼 And uh yeah have a good day ✨

stoner tim drake playlist is lyfeeee. also dont know who skeggs is? i’m stupid? have a good day!!

All the Robins (and Batgirl) decide to trade costumes for one night just to fuck with Batman and all the villains in Gotham. @subspacecadet 

batman knows it’s them youknow but like,,, what does he call them? he’s like ‘red hood?’ and 3 people answer and he’s not about to compromise some identities so he’s just Pissed.

I aspire to treat cops the way my dad treats them. This man is a 45 year old Asian immigrant to the US and the treats them like his pets. He talks about them like unruly children. Sometimes he pays off local cops to shut up and stop acting racist. And usually it works. I don’t know why but I can see Oliver Queen doing this

vibes... and also yes? oliver queen handing a local cop a donut to shut the fuck up lmao. but yanno i commit enough crimes to not really want to ever see a cop ever, so they kinda scare the everloving fuck out of me.

seeing as tim hasn't aged in years, that means he was 17 at peak emo tumblr era. im back on my emo tim bullshit and im not letting it go

emo tim had a wattpad account send tweet

People seem to think that batman is so dark and serious when the rainbow batsuit is right there. He wore it with no shame.

dude the 60s were a DIFFERENT TIME

dick grew up in a circus, jason grew up on the streets, and tim was probably raised by the internet

all of them cuss every other word and you cannot tell me otherwise

bitch i KNOW but dc has to change to an 18+ rating if they want to sell comix with swear words in them so we gotta deal with imagining the swear words in ourselves

thoughts on teen titans and young justice

haven’t seen teen titans on account of havent seen it and young justice was LITERALLY my favourite thing ever, tho i do gotta admit it’s not at all similar to the young justice comics unfortunately. i really wouldve liked to see timmy bart kon cassie and cissie animated on tv!!

ew ew ew how to delete batcest shippers I genuinely digust them

log off tumblr?

Okay as poc who was called racist for calling an Italian pastabrain: in the batfam are Italians bit Damian just yells various insults about the others being Italian. Just him yelling “What are you doing you moronic spaghettihead!” At steph etc

huh? i meant real italians. homeboy is telling steph he hopes she chokes on her fucking garlic.

I think it's dumb as hell to pull the batman is the best fighter in the batfam argument because like it's just irresponsible of Bruce to let his kids fight when they couldn't possibly be on his league or something

fair enough, but also like who cares they could all kill you just sit down and take a beating.

lady shiva, thalia al ghul and Selina Kyle are all milfs @notanothertimburtonenthusiastugh 

unfortunately, i have to admit,,, you’re right

why tf didn't someone give joker a death sentence already? like he's a mass murderer...give him the electric chair treatment wtf

idk i think plenty of people would have tried to murder him already (boring answer is: he is a popular character so they can’t kill him off bc he brings in lots of money)

There’s no such thing as “ copaganda”.

all american media is propaganda. happy to clear this up for you

is it bad that I find lady shiva owa owa

no. find her as owa owa as you want.

aight I'm guessing the order of your favs in batfam:

1. tim

2. Steph

3. dick

4. Duke

5. the rest

you’re wrong but it’s cute that you tried, i generally don’t have favourites, but i have a special place in my heart for steph, tim, dick and cass. bc they were like my introduction to batfam. but damian, jason, duke, bruce, babs and alfred are NOT FORGOTTEN OR UNLOVED

oh my god i was literally just readily willing to believe that italians werent white ty for clarifying it was a joke im so dumb sdkvjskdfs

i mean some italians aren’t white? italian is a nationality as well as an ethnicity, so like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

since I saw so many people doing headcanons about the nationalities of batboys, I see Dick as an Italian.

dont know if youre serious or not, but sure.

super random but

jason 🤝 damian

old english

lmao fair enough.

tim absolutely has 1 gay uncle and his parents shit talk said uncle all the time so after bruce adopts him he specifically reaches out to this uncle to be like "heyyyy just so you know you majorly influenced my life yes i know i havent seen you since i was 5 and at the family reunion yes i know you dont remember my name idc thank you im gay too" and then they never talk again.

yuppp lmao that’s definitely something that could happen. i can also consider tim having no family members, like none. until he does like a dna test and he realises he has like an aunt living barely 2 miles away from him who’s like some illegitimate child of his grandpa.

I dare you one of them sends clark superman/clark fic and clark corrects the shit out of it and then goes like ps his dick is not that big, just telling as someone who has seen it. internet either explodes or goes who tf did he not fuck at this point.

i think everybody would call clark a buzzkill and try to cancel him over that.

so you're telling me Tim Drake wouldn't buy Starbucks?

no. dunkin donuts all the way

One of my favorite things is imagining people finding out jason came back from the dead and being like "oh no does he have magic powers now?!?!?" and he just pulls out a gun and tries to shoot joker

now he doesn’t even have the gun :) lmao

my favorite batfamily fanfictions are the ones where they use their shitty codenames, unironically, in any context

bruce gets codename ‘ugh’ everytime. he hates it.

crazy that tim being a 17 y/o ceo and a stoner who does brand deals are all actual canon things written in detective comics comics and not made up for shits and giggles by you, tumblr user batarangsoundsdumb @rowdeyclown

SO CRAZY HUH?

batman au where everything is the same but his utility belt is bright pink

absolutely, but i raise you, his boots light up like sketchers when he kicks people.

unbeknownst to the superhero fandom writers in the dcuniverse, clark and BRUCE are one of the most prolific fanfic writers in the superhero rpf tag on ao3. clark writes the best lois x superman angst, full of unhappy endings and scenes that are a so detailed you'd think you were in the middle of a superhero beatdown. bruce made an ao3 account to fuel "the do the butts match" thing, and makes batman/bruce fics from time to time. he wrote a superbat fic as a joke but ended up making it REAL porny. @concrastinator

dude they’re WAY too busy for that. Oliver Queen and Hal Jordan on the other hand are the most prolific fanfic writers in the superhero rpf tag writing what is Mostly porn.

When the dining table topic gets to politics, Steph says "eat the rich" as the solution

bruce just silently takes away her fork and knife while she’s talking.