#and she recognized him

[madbard]

I don’t think anyone was surprised when Stanford Pines cut ties with his family. He was already living on the other coast. His potential to earn the family millions had been firmly squandered; his father certainly didn’t want to see his face after that. Maybe he called on occasion, spoke with Caryn or Shermie. But as he grew steadily more fixated on his work, he didn’t have the time to talk anymore. And the less he picked up, the less they called.

So when Stanford went radio silent, they weren’t surprised. His twin had just died, without them ever having made up. That would change anyone. Caryn likely wasn’t too happy with him after he missed the funeral, anyway. Stanford had been pushing his family away for so long; it was only a matter of time before he finished the job and fully cut them off.

So they called him on birthdays and holidays. Maybe a card, a letter. Sometimes he picked up, but he didn’t talk much. He sounded… different. But then again, they hadn’t spoken in so long. Was it any surprise that he had changed?

When Filbrick died, they let him know. Stanford didn’t come to the funeral. No one was surprised at this point. They knew Filbrick too well for that. They remembered Stanford’s childhood, and imagined that they knew him as well.

It may have gone on like this; Stanford vanishing deeper and deeper into the recesses of memory and quiet resentment. The Pines family may have forgotten their once-prized son.

Then ‘Stanford’ got a call. It was sheer chance that he picked up this time; that he stayed on after realizing it was Shermie. Maybe he just realized it had been a long time since his last call. Maybe he was in an especially good mood, or an especially bad one. Maybe he was homesick.

Regardless of how it came about, the most distant member of the Pines family picked up the phone that day and was told that Caryn Pines, having lived a long life, had finally reached the end of her rope. And before she went, she wanted to see her surviving sons.

It would have been a long drive, the longest he’d taken since the eighties. When he arrived, he would have looked exhausted, suit wrinkled and gloved hands buried in his pockets. The other Pines would have been shocked that he’d actually showed, that the reclusive and elusive Stanford had finally left his cabin. They would have taken a moment to reset their mental images of him. Maybe they would have wondered, dimly, what his twin would have looked like at that age. Then ‘Stanford’ would have entered the room where his mother was resting.

Caryn Pines, the charlatan psychic, would have looked up in that moment. She would have locked eyes with the middle-aged man standing across the room, and for a moment she wouldn’t recognize him. It had been so long.

But after those first few seconds, Caryn would recognize her son, standing there like one of the ghosts she’d never believed in.

“… Stanley? Is that you?”

“…”

“You came home.”

[pangur-and-grim]

Pangur is smart enough that she hisses when I say "Belphie", just on the off chance he's in the room

[morganbritton132]

Eddie keeps trying to take Steve on a date but Steve keeps bringing Robin with him because he thinks it’s a group hang. Eddie begs Nancy to get up the nerve to ask Robin out to fix this problem, and she does.

Robin brings Steve on the date.

[ofswordsandpens]

its funny because Percy has been spiraling ever since pjo and whenever he has a particularly bad episode you have other characters actively worried about it and you think to yourself surely they're going to intervene, surely someone is going to talk to him about it, and then like no one ever does lol

[andstuffsketches]

Cass should try dating impulse next, just to complete as much of the yj core four set as she can (and annoy tim)

I love bart allen a lot but i think it would never happen lol

[rocketbirdie]

fateful encounter

[methoughtsphantom]

Jason “my family doesn’t know im alive” Todd and Danny “my family doesn’t know I’m dead” Fenton going alongside each of their plans my beloved. like Danny will absolutely go head-to-head with all of Gotham to support his new best friend on all his crime lord endeavors while he drags Jason to also attend collage with him. They are roommates and there never seems to a mention of family from either side. It’s an unspoken understanding they have. They met because Crime alley as a ghost lair thrummed with so much loneliness, it was at first the perfect place for Danny to hide his ecto signature in. But then he saw the dumbass whose lair it was lean his motorcycle just a tad too much when making a sharp turn to an alley, he sweeped the floor through a lifted chain link that passed his body but not his helmet. Yep that’s right the red thing got stuck. Danny who at the moment happened to be watching through his window snorted. Much to his horror because if not a ghost that dude could’ve gotten his head flung off.

Still, the scene was ridiculous.

On a whim he irrationally sees the police closing in on the guy and panicked at the thought of the guy using intangibility to free himself so Danny phased them both through his apartment wall and left the guy sprawled in his couch. Jason didn’t freak out but that’s normal when one’s got a concussion, one the guy immediately denied having as Danny laid out the medical supplies. The idiot proceeded to almost flatten four steps to the door with his stubbornness. He also said “I’m asexual” in the most deadpan voice as Danny dropped him back in the couch.

Danny sighed. Clearly though, he’d done so too early in the night because the guy kept trying to go, kept trying to knock Danny out, kept trying to slash him with knifes Danny didn’t know he had stashed. He’d only disarmed the guy from his guns. The visible ones apparently, cause at one point the guy did take out a gun and shoot until the ammo ran out and then teetered the thing like it was an art prop and hit his moon lamp.

Danny "yeah you aren’t officially my friend until you’ve tried to kill me" fenton my guys.

Anyways both keep having the same argument over if Danny technically kidnapped Jason or not. Danny holds the fact that the police at least didn’t see the guy make the ridicule. Jason argued that happened cause he was sporting a concussion. Danny argued he got that after.

Jason at first thinks the guy's a meta, but no. Danny introduces himself, sheepily now that he recognizes this is who the lair he invaded is from. He bandages him and tries to cook for him. If Danny didn’t have ice powers he most certainly would’ve burned the apartment. Jason then proceeds to kick him out of his own kitchen and make them both enchiladas. It’s the most normal both had in a while with another person and the air seems oddly settled. From then on, Jason constantly invited himself over, under the pretense that this was his territory and therefore he could drop in unannounced. Danny who has actual powers says he only allows this because Jason cooks very well.

Danny stays away from the crime fighting business unless his buddy is in deep shit he can’t get himself out. Also it’s Danny’s turn to cover for his vigilante friend which Sam and Tucker give him so much shit for. (but also advice)

And they were roommates. (omg) Danny effectively derails Jason’s big comeback plans by casually dropping ghost lore every two days. Like,

Jason, talking about how he doesn’t want Bats snooping on his territory:

Danny: Just don’t let them in

Jason: ??

Danny: yeah!! Hasn’t Batman died and got revived??? You can totally kick out death touched people you don’t want entering on your lair.

Jason: …I can?

Danny: Yep dude, your lair’s supposed to feel safe.

Jason: wait does that mean I can kick you out?

Danny: First this is my apartment. Second, im dead, not dead touched. Third, it’s too late to get rid of me. bitch.

Anyways Jason is super excited. You mean to tell him he can actually deny people over to his territory haunt?? (Yes it’s only to people who have died and came back but still!! The sample size is exactly the type of people he doesn’t want to see—!)

Joker my beloathed can’t step foot in Crime Alley.

(Jason’d feel a lot safer if the clown was dead but the possibility of his murderer turning into a ghost and their little loophole not applying on the clown is too scary to contemplate.)

Anyways, Jason loves experimenting with the power. It can go from simply making people shudder and not want to enter crime Alley to straight up not letting them enter like there’s an invisible wall blocking the way.

Jason because he’s hurt that Bruce never even patrols Crime Alley and also because he’s petty put B under the category of “invisible wall” blacklist. His reasoning is that the man doesn’t even attempt to enter Crime Alley. To him it’s surely just a place shadowed in tragedy. (anyways that’s it’s the place he met Jason)

Ironically, Jason totally forgets that Batman does venture into Crime Alley one day in the whole year. The day he met Jason.

Okay. He didn’t forget at first. The first year Jason remembers cause it was only a few months till then but then the next— Jason forgets that today’s the anniversary of the day’s Bruce’s parents died. He forgets to allow B in when he feels a slight tug and dismiss the feeling that prompts Bruce to investigate because he literally can’t enter Crime Alley. He starts the trialsTM, he scouts on the very edge and sees people the whole day enter and get out and cross with no problem but Bruce can’t.

It’s literally just Bruce.

Time to call Constantine, i guess.

[omo321]

~followup to the previous doodle

Aoko volunteers to help Conan with catching Kid :] Kaito got dragged along for moral support since he's "bad at riddles". Shinichi's too bemused to consider calling him out.

[abyssal-ilk]

dai knew not to let vivienne and solas talk to each other for too long because she'd be able to sniff out his bullshit if given half an hour and two glasses of wine btw

[plutonicbees]

love how gansey canonically wears contacts most of the time but fanart almost always depicts him with his glasses. blue sargent would be rejoicing.

[pandebunuelo]

but if he knows that you know that you know that he knows that he knows that you know that you

[claraoswalds]

#mrs flood who are you: time lord edition

[the-worms-in-your-bones]

I love how the different companions who have been around for a regeneration or meet different incarnations of the Doctor are all like ‘what the fuck is going on’ or ‘wait but you look different’ while the brigadier just goes ‘oh you’ve gone and done it again’ then moves on

[fcaruana]

— Hi Franco! Carolina here, from Paraná, Entre Ríos. — Hi! First row, I like it! — We're here since 4:30 pm... — Since 4:30?!?! What time is it? [Crowd: 7:30 pm!] 3 hours?! No, no, I'm sorry! — We traveled from Paraná- — Do y'all want water or something? Are you thirsty? — Yes, but it doesn't matter! — [To the crew: Is there water for them? There is water, yeah, you got bottles] ... I don't want y'all to dehydrate. They'll bring water for you now!

[cybershock24601]

Viago and Teia getting a letter one day (technically it was addressed to just Teia but they were On again so they're reading it together. there's another addressed to Viago waiting in his room which he has not slept in for three days and probably won't find go back to for at least a week more) that says:

We're eloping to Nevarra and Lucanis is abdicating. Giving you a heads up because you're cool. Enjoy the fallout!

Best Regards, Rook and Lucanis Ingellvar

What follows this unceremonious departure from Antiva is a level of chaos rivaling even Zevran's reign of terror as all the Talons scramble to grab the empty seat Lucanis left behind to live his best life as a househusband. House Dellamorte that has limped along clinging to power through blood and cruelty finally falls and in the resulting chaos and confusion either Teia or Viago end up seizing the seat of the First Talon. They're not sure whether to thank Lucanis or strangle him for causing such upheaval. Lucanis is too happy spending his days baking bread and testing out new recipes to really care.

[notbecauseofvictories]

also I've spent the last couple weeks reading some older historical romance novels, and my made up, wholly unverified hypothesis that in the 2000s romance authors finally grasped that the old-fashioned "no, don't! stop, you brute" etc. scenes were not really landing with audiences anymore. So they faced a conundrum about the future of the genre. Ultimately, I think they chose to quietly stop writing those heroes, and switch them out for a more sensitive model. Still dark and brooding! But with limits, often a Heart of Gold, and more general emotional intelligence.

Still, somewhere out there is a parallel universe where these authors decided to take the opposite approach---to write heroines as unhinged, cruel, impulsive, and emotionally ignorant as their heroes. I don't know if I want to live there, but I wouldn't mind a trip to their library sometime.