#but he has a better claim

[cuckoo-on-a-string]

My trans nibling just shared that he's thinking about switching to a cool, new name...

That I have already named a leading character in my book.

[s0fter-sin]

ghost stares at the ceiling, chest heaving in a harsh pant; sweat ice on his clammy flesh and soaked into the sheet he restlessly kicks away.

ears still ringing, his fingertips blindly drift down to trail along his vivisection scar. he half-expects blood to smear in their wake. his own line of solomon, who ordered him split in twain; half of him given to a grieving mother and half left with the grieving to be.

just for both his broken halves to be rejected.

what did it make him that his mother grieved him more than she loved him? that she begged to be relieved of him more adamantly than she begged to receive him? why did his worth spill out with his drawn blood? why was his pain lesser than hers?

his hand flexes, digging into the raised scar like it’ll part beneath his fingertips to plunge into his mangled insides. no one knows the cruelty of reforming the halved; his name, his being, not nearly as important as his body when he was stripped from himself. no one knows the pain of healing and understanding losing pieces of yourself means losing your value along with them.

how many more pieces did he have to lose before he was halved once more? before his very presence incurred grief so strong it was better to be rid of him than cradle his bloodied remains?

did the infant fight himself? did he age always at odds with himself; his halves never truly whole? he hopes he wasn’t, that he was spared the loss of self; the fear that one may be welcomed over the other.

who will he lose when the inevitable comes? when he’s ripped apart again? simon? or ghost? is it better to be cursed with choice just like his mother or live with an aftermath chosen for him? does it matter if in the end, he convinces himself there was nothing of him left to lose?

his head lolls to the side and the wild buck of his chest slows. he watches johnny beside him, his face lax with the rare peace of sleep; his cheek squished against the pillow, his lips pursed as long breaths escape him.

johnny. soap. never torn asunder but two all the same.

he carefully reaches out and ghosts his fingers along the jagged scar on his chin. even in sleep, he presses into his bloodied touch. he’s never fled his half-flesh, never shies away from his gore as it spills unbidden from his cleaved torso. he holds on where his mother let him go; cups his stomach to hold his insides in place and never minds the blood that drips through his fingers.

simon will never let him become his own solomon and cannibalise himself. he will never let him question which half of him has more value; which pieces he can afford to lose before he’s cast aside.

ghost’s soap. simon’s johnny. his.

whole, in any incarnation.

[worstloki]

there is a difference between being born to a throne, maliciously vying for a throne, stealing a throne, and having a throne thrust upon you when you are already in the midst of an identity crisis. And I fear Loki's place in the line of succession has people unable to differentiate between any of these

[rendiggitydog]

Big update! Change log is in the tags, plus a much cleaner look!

Doc link

[dangans-ur-ronpas]

genderfluid byakuya and tonaegiri au where every morning byakuya makes makoto and kyoko guess what pronouns to use and kyoko launches into a full analytical spiel based on today's clothing choices and yesterday's dinner and current weather trends etc. meanwhile makoto guesses blindly and somehow gets it right every single timem

[kacievvbbbb]

Laios while I love you and do think you are in the right. You should not be in a fight that close, getting your ass beat up by a man that hasn't eaten or slept in days thatt literally just fainted a couple minutes ago.

be better babe

[thesummerstorms]

... Made myself legitimately, physically sad thinking about Kory's place on Earth post NTT /in modern comics generally.

[qiu-yan]

in MDZS the novel, the innkeeper in Yunping mentions that people are too scared to go petition Yunmeng Jiang for help because someone once walked in on Sect Leader Jiang whipping a guy in the main hall, supposedly because the guy was a demonic cultivator.

[arggghhhsstuff]

rip to rick riordan i guess but the pjo obsessed tumblr people do it better

[novadreii]

new deadpool movie is just. hey, i'm deadpool, and i'm breaking the 4th wall! every 4 seconds! also: here's a vague critique of a Big Corporate Bad. oh and a meme. you like that, don't you? isn't that funny? are you laughing harder than you've ever laughed in your life, you fuck? are you pissing yourself laughing???

[keepthedelta]

i want to say for the record that you do not, under any circumstances, have to hand it to jos verstappen

[spotaus]

Fun awful doodle I did of New Age Nightmare and Error last night immediately after I posted their refs.

[bleaksqueak]

Every time I write or letter Elias directly addressing Maia I find myself asking "Do you actually not know Maia's name or are you just being an ass?" I mean, I know the answer. At least, I should know the answer. He's being very willful over this.

[sobeautifullyobsessed]

I have decided to completely disregard the events depicted in Secret Invasion.

In much the same way that Marvel/Feige have disregarded the very real effects which Stephen Strange's grueling, excruciating painful emotionally & physically, 1,500+ year search for the path to victory over Thanos, have had upon him.

[thedickcavettshow]

One thing I've noticed is a lot of people who don't really know much about Bob Dylan and have only heard his most popular songs will often use him as a straw man to pit other artists against as a way of making the other artist sound cool but will make up arguments that don't really make any sense if you actually do know anything about Bob Dylan

[mrfunnyinthebank]

what if fletcher came back next week and his hair was still like that