#Quinn's Home

[enyasaints]

Rationing Insulin.

I have been rationing my insulin at the expense of my health because I simply do not have the funds to replace pens. As a result my blood sugar has been spiking and staying stagnant at dangerously high levels.

Venmo: EnyaSaint

CA: $Enyasaint

I do not know or want to know what possessed me to ration my medication knowing I could possibly die from it. I haven’t been in my right state of mind in a while.

Currently I am on the medication Toujeo and I am uninsured so I have to pay out of pocket. So I am utilizing GoodRx to get me the cheapest option. I would be so immensly grateful to anyone who could spare towards my medication. I am running dangerously low and I don’t want to die from DKA.

Goal: $365

Venmo: Enyasaint

CA: Enyasaint

[bruciemilf]

AUs where Harley and Bruce are siblings and Harley looks like Thomas while Bruce looks like Martha,,,,,

[giganticism]

The Hughes brothers actually are that close and obsessed with each other. You just have to accept it.

[krytus]

it's okay. you're safe. we're home.

for @oklotea

[phantoms-world-and-more]

Jazz and jason but jazz is alittle to similar to harly quin and bruce gets worried for her safty

So jazz decided to open a phyciatritrist offace in gothem and one of her patients is jason todd, over the next few months they talk about how he dies briefly after an accident and because jazz knowes about danny is able to help him alot

After a few months jason invites jazz to dinner with the waynes and jazz happily agrees

When jazz met the waynes it went good, until it started getting into jazz's personal life, phyciatritrist with a slightly traumatic childhood in a crappy town and basicly raising her brother for their parents, intelligent but naive and physically strong

Which is what harly quin used to be like before she went crazy...

Because bruce is paranoid all the resemblance to harly quin are getting to him so eventually he asks her about her love life in a way that makes it obvious he's concerned for her, which jazz gives a shocking reaction

Bruce: i don't mean to be rude but... are you okay in a relationship?

Jazz: do you mean, have i been abused by a partner???

Jason: bruce!-

Jazz: am i realy that bad?

Jason:... what

Bruce:... what

Damian: please miss fenton enlighten us into what you mean

Jazz: well when i was a teenager i got curious about dating and went put with a few guys...and they...weren't the most...intelligent choice

Bruce:*close to a mental breakdown* what happened?

Jazz: well it got...bad, like bad to the point my little brother had to beat him up so he'd leave me alone

Jason: wait really? Ok that's just one guy, you were young its o- why are you looking at me like that?

Jazz:*looking guilty* it wasn't...one guy

Bruse:how many men?

Jazz:about 4. My little brother had to get involved in all of them unfortunately, and my perents weren't the best at detecting bad partners.

Bruce:...

Jason:...

Jazz: it got to the point when i was going to college danny made me promise that if i dated someone he had to approve...he probably saved me alot

Bruce:... your brother makes people get permission to date you?!

Jazz: No! Oh no! He just asks i run them by him, he'd never force me to break up with someone unless he believes they'll get extremely abusive with me

Bruce: *thinking about how to meet this brother and subtlety thank him for stopping the creation of another harly quin* ok and is this brother of your's good with relationships?

Jazz: oh yeah, definitely, his girlfriend sam and him have been together for almost 5 years now, highschool sweethearts.

Jason: well how about we meet them

Bruce: yes it sounds delightful to meet this little brother and his girlfriend

Jazz: ok! I'll ask them to come for a visit soon

When bruce meets sam he almost has an aneurysm at how much like poison ivy she is

[hugheses]

NHLPA: Throwing it back to 5 years ago today during the Top Prospects Clinic held in Vancouver with some of these young stars. 🤩

[emo-batboy]

Battinson going toe-to-toe with Harley Quinn, but every time he fights her, she diagnoses him with another mental illness

—

Battinson: *monologuing to himself about the constant nightmares*

Harley, appearing from nowhere with a baseball bat: Sounds like PTSD :/ Are you okay, hon?

—

Harley, swinging from the chandelier of a bank she’s robbing: Ya know, I’ve been thinkin’! Have you ever been screened for autism?

Battinson: Wut

Harley: Oh, nothing! Just take it into consideration!

—

Harley, mid-arrest: I’m licensed to diagnose anxiety and depression! If you’d like an appointment, my door’s always open :D

Battinson: Please just get in the car

[grumpyoldhag]

me every time to a slugged survivor whose teammates wouldn't bother to pick up

[staud]

MOTA GIFS PER EPISODE | Part 7 Then he gets replaced by another replacement, and over and over and over again.

[thespianwordnerd]

Scotty being played by an actual Scot is something that can be so personal as a scottish trekkie, guys.

The point of putting Scotty on the Enterprise was to prove that Scots can be as highly skilled, qualified and competent as anyone else on that bridge, and casting Martin Quinn feels like another nod to that - you don't have to be a big name to play an iconic Scottish character. And with all due respect to the actors who brought him to life first and helped him get to this point, some characters are just long overdue to be played by a Scot and Scotty is one of those long-beloved characters in Scotland. SNW has made a real effort with casting and developing our favourite underutilised TOS characters so far and I'm excited to see where they take him next. And yes, I WILL be expecting Scottish independence jokes.

We've been ready and waiting for him and now we're finally bringing Scotty home and i will never stop talking about it. Welcome aboard, Martin Quinn, and welcome home, Mr. Scott!

[puckinghischier]

HI QUINNY BABY!!!

the grey is working for him, it really brings out his inner melancholy 🥰

[cryscendo]

Home, let me come home. Home is wherever I’m with you. (insp)

@giftober 2024 | day 8: home

[pushing500]

Yes, yes, sad goodbyes all around. Still, we're shuffling the crash survivors off with Kristy to form a new outpost to the east (henceforth known as "Arno") because Arwell was beginning to get a bit crowded.

Mechi is probably the only cheerful person on departure days like this.

On the way out, the group bumped into a Mysterious Man in Black on his way into Sparks. He says he knows Mechi, and he needs a doctor to help him with something important. Flapjack has medical level 9, so he agrees to tag along for the Man in Black's mission.

The Man in Black- none other than XiaoLiang, of course- and Flapjack arrive at Sparks, much to the chagrin of its two misanthropic residents. XiaoLiang is introduced to Kwahu for the first time and then must explain his reason for making the trek from Arwell in the first place...

XiaoLiang is not proficient in deception, but fortunately for him, Mechi and Kwahu have the social skills of a rock at the bottom of the Mariana Trench and can't tell when someone is lying.

Alright, the Jones boys are out for the count. Hopefully, that will give XiaoLiang enough time...

Godspeed, XiaoLiang...

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[silveredsticks]

Quinn Hughes arrives in Nashville for game 3 round 1 Stanley Cup Playoffs. 26 April 24

[sunsburns]

a quiet place: day one kindly reminded me how attracted i am to joseph quinn

[soysaurus]

He doesn't know where to go: in, out, up, down, or even the fucking manor.

Actually, no. He's never returning to the manor. Jason would have to die again, get buried again, and dig himself out of his grave with nothing but dirt in his mouth. He's never going back. His shoulders hurt.

He crawls into an alleyway. It's like he's six and scrounging for food, eyeing tires and the kids who pop them like nothing. He's been here before. He wonders if he should call Roy, but Star is three hours ahead, and it's already one am in Gotham. Roy barely sleeps enough as it is. Jason can't have someone else hate him.

(The manor is still out of the question. Stephanie saw him two nights ago, Duke saw him this morning, and Bruce hasn't talked to Jason in over three months. This is the way things are. This is the way things were always meant to be.)

He could call Kori, but she's somewhere gruesome and wonderful in the universe. She smiles wider than Jason is even capable of. Artemis would pick up, and so would Bizarro. He could call a lackey, someone to pick him up off of Gotham's floor.

He lets his phone fall instead. There are too many options and none of them are right. He loves too many people and no one at the same time.

His jacket—leather, solid, everything Jason is not—is red on the inside. It's like a body, like veins and bloody cells smeared in a mimicry of a crude children's painting. Jason tried to draw, but he's nowhere near as good as Dami.

He could bleed out. It might be nice: peace, finally. Roy would get it. Bruce would not, and Dick would cry. But Jason wouldn't be around to face any of it. He would be six feet under, cocooned by the earth. He would be warm.

His phone is by his foot, too far to reach unless Jason stretches. He's tired. His shoulders hurt. He wonders if Tim would miss him. Or maybe he'd say thank god.

“Oh, sugar.”

Jason doesn't know the voice just like how he doesn't know the street. He doesn't recognise her in the way he doesn't recognise himself in the mirror, jagged scars and a large, ugly J.

J for Jason. J for Joker. J for Jackass.

Roy told him to call if he ever needed help.

The voice gets closer. “Need me to call Daddy Bats, honey?”

Jason's lungs squeeze. He breathes sharp and shallow and flings his phone across the alley until heinous, carnivalesque cackles choke into harsh squabbles. Harley is wearing red, black and white. She's holding a green bag, and if Jason wasn't so sleepy, he'd see the bag is a concoction of twisted ivy, all weaved together in a basket.

It's pretty. Roy said he's making Jason a surprise, and there will definitely be no flamethrowers in showers this time.

“Fuck off, Quinn,” Jason grunts.

He freezes. It's not a Batman grunt, but somehow that's worse. Jason will never wear the cowl.

Harley pouts, red lips big like a baby. It's unattractive. Roy's lips are thinner and dotted with the odd freckle. “Aw, don't be like that.” She stoops over him, head tilted. His phone is in pieces on the floor, glass glaring Gotham's eyes back at Jason no matter where he looks. “Nasty wound ya got there.” She hums, and then her phone is pressed to her ear. Her lips move but Jason can't hear anything.

He guesses he is dying again after all. He wonders if Roy would mind. He wonders if Tim would listen to another imaginary sorry.

But also maybe this where Jason belongs: a dirty alley where he grew up with a villain who is just as fucked as he is. Jason doesn't like Harley, but he understands her. She holds his hand as if everything will be alright.