sometimes it feels like lewis has a degree of distance from the rest of the grid that makes it hard to connect to him (i, a newer fan, took a while to even get a proper sense of his vibes). he’s such a legend and icon in the sport there’s always a little bit of separation i think — maybe subconsciously for some of the older drivers, but i think it’s more prevalent in the younger drivers because so many of them actually idolized him for years and are suddenly racing with him. max may be getting there but he also grew up with most of the grid, and he has his funky little hobbies (twitch streaming sim races) that give fans a glimpse of him casually. i’m not sure why lewis doesn’t participate in grill the grid/f1 videos but when you think about it that’s how a lot of people get some more casual impressions of the drivers they don’t follow as closely (or at all), and then he’s not there. there’s just this air of legendary about him so when you see him standing alone it seems intentional, in a way. he is always standing on his own as a leader in many (metaphorical) ways so i can understand why the drivers might see him minding his business during the parade and think he wants the space.
anyway all this to say there is a special kind of happiness in seeing charles decide to break through the wall of godliness to keep lewis company and bring him back to their level. lewis seems so much more engaged and lively and mortal when he’s happy chatting with the other drivers and being a bit mischievous and it’s like oh, i’m finally seeing the lewis hamilton he was before the myth and fame and weight of leadership. i think he’s really going to seem like a whole new person next season with charles and ferrari for those of us who didn’t know that lewis and i really really like the idea of getting to meet him ❤️
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Jason Todd is a damn good example of how superheroes can’t be parents. I’m not saying heroes should be forbidden from having children, but the moment you do, you choose one or the other. You either cease to be a hero or you must fundamentally fail your child.
Because that’s the basis of being a parent—choosing your child. Day in and day out, no matter what. There is no bigger picture, no greater good. Between a bus full of people and your kid, your kid has to count on you to be the one person in the world who would let the bus fall. A hero can’t do that. A hero shouldn’t do that.
Jason Todd so desperately wanted Bruce, his father, the one person he needed to let the bus fall. But Bruce had chosen “hero” two decades ago, and there was no room for Jason Todd, son. So Jason Todd, Robin died a martyr with no one left to carry the cause. An unfortunate casualty. He came back as the only thing left, the only version of Jason Todd that a clown didn’t beat to death in warehouse in Ethiopia. Jason Todd, son. And there was no father. He kept reaching and reaching and there should have been something to meet him. But Bruce Wayne was a hero. And Jason Todd was a son.
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We’ve reached the end guys!
This is going to be a double update, so I’ll post the links to both chapters down the bottom, but oh my gosh I’m getting kind of emotional.
Thank you guys so much for engaging with this story and for reading it, I usually post these just for me because I am my own target audience, so my account really is just a little time capsule of things I love, but to see other people enjoying it too really makes my little nerd heart happy, so thank you!
Before I get too cheesy, here are the links for chapters 17 and 18 of The Man Out Of Time!
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it is odd to me when people don’t know their great grandparents, because i grew up, my whole childhood, with both sets of maternal great grandparents and honestly it was just like having extra grandparents… we went on trips together, they taught us how to play old people games, my great grandmas passed on jewelry to me directly, one of my great grandpas had horses and he taught me how to ride and take care of them. like 3/4 of my actual grandparents kinda suck, and sometimes i feel like my great grandparents stepped up on purpose to make up for that but… idk it’s always hard to imagine how other people have lived, and i don’t know what i would have done without my great grandparents, i really love them and i think i’m really lucky i got to have a relationship with them.
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times I feel more in my body:
- exercise (swimming)
- doing homework (writing paper)
- doing activity (painting)
- showering (during shower)
- talking with people (enjoyable)
times I have historically felt less in my body:
- exercise (not swimming)
- doing homework (stressful)
- doing activities (lots of them, can’t leave)
- showering (after)
- talking with people (too much)
- directly after any of the above sometimes (even if I liked them)
I wish my stress response was more adaptable.
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I did something today that seems silly and trivial, but felt oddly soul cleansing.
I packed up the last remaining bits of the fandom that ruined tumblr and online fandom for me that were still on display in my house. I put them in storage.
It was really nice official merch that I spent good money on. I have memories associated with buying it that are good, in theory. I was on a trip with my friends to a con, I was cosplaying, I met people I admired, it was a fun time. But anything related to that fandom just gives me an icky feeling in my stomach when I see it now, because it was ruined for me. It was because of a person in that fandom and the control they had over my mental state that I left online spaces for 8 years.
I never wanted to put it away tho bc it was so nice. And it’s no fault of the media itself that anything happened to me. So I left it on my shelf for years. But as of now it’s gone and out of my sight. A new and fresh shelf.
I put my Redacted stuff on it. I’ll put my new merch there when I get it too.
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my tumblr anniversary was recently. I can’t believe I’ve known some of you for like 12 years. we follow each other on other platforms and I know whose blog is connected to which face. crazy how we are all still here
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