#but i was and we'll never know the answer to that question

[black-kuroba7]

I'm crying so much to this. This feels like this is the legit answers to all of my questions.

I have a friend who is a Zayne girlie but HATES Rafayel. I don't know why, she doesn't know why either. We often have arguments about this but we're close friends and knew that no matter what we'll still be close friends.

I was also the one who showed her about the 'Love and Deepspace' app and got her hook on it, the debates we have, what we like about a certain LI, and all things friends do.

But during one debate of ours, she asked me why I like Rafayel so much even though he's so childish.

My mind went blank during that one. I couldn't think of a single reason why. So, I spent the rest of the day contemplating why. But this post, this post answers everything.

I like 3 LI in LADS those are Caleb, Rafayel, and Xavier. I only saw Zayne and Sylus as close friends and never more, maybe friends who had a thing going on but decided to just be friends cause its feels better that way.

I already have an idea why I like Caleb, I'm the older sibling, so the responsibility to take care of my siblings falls to me. The idea of having someone to take care of me for a change is something out of a dream of mine.

I lived in a chaotic household, my parents like to be loud and tends to yell a lot even though they were just talking, siblings fought a lot of time. It doesn't if it's one or two of them against me, or against each other.

It's the reason why I like Xavier, he's the quiet respite that I need in life. Just cuddling with him anywhere just calms me down. I don't have to think of anything, and just feel his quiet presence keeps me serene and happy.

For Rafayel though, I don't know why.

He's childish and often times I have to be the one to take care of him.

He's dramatic and quickly gets bored of stuff if it isn't about Arts and the Ocean. He wouldn't be the peace that I needed to relax.

Now I know the reason why, he's childish, yes. But i get to be childish with him.

He's dramatic, yes, he is. He's my little DramaQueen. But he always makes me smile with every little dramatics he has.

I get to be a child with. I get to play and banter with him without being judge.

I also get to be the one in charge as I always have been in life, and no one will have judged me for it after meeting Rafayel.

But I know he can take care of me whenever it became too much.

Thank you for sharing your opinion. Now I can love Rafayel without holding back, and love him wholeheartedly.

Alright so can we talk about the Rafayel to Caleb girlie - pipeline because I’m seeing something interesting

I feel like a lot of Rafayel girlies are so into Caleb right now. Like I saw a lot of us posting about Gege and discussing about his storyline more than other girlies does.

What is with us here? 😂

I saw the post talking about Caleb is for the only-child/ or oldest child who grow up ALONE and I was like, hold on a minute. I think I cracked the code

1. We do have a type. A complex, have a tragic back story but also very passionate man. The type to not be very easy to love. But will be the most loyal& devoted to you through thick and thin

2. From howl in howl's moving castle to Prince Zuko to Gojo Satoru to Oikawa to Rafayel to Caleb- something like that

3. Plus if you are an ARMY, who's your bias in BTS and why it is Min Yoongi??

4. You are not scared of a complicated (fictional) man, you’re not scared to put in the effort for them, to understand and get to know who they are (bc maybe nobody has ever put an effort to really understand you before)

5. And you’re the type to not scared of their ‘flaws’ or ‘imperfections’ (bc you also have some parts of you that is not perfect and you know they would accept them as what it is)

6. you're attracted to someone who doesn’t care if you make mistakes or not be a perfect human being all the time (because you have to be like that all your life)

7. We need a man who is a little bit intense. For some people they’re too overbearing, but for you it's just right. Someone who’s not scared to be ‘too much’ for you in terms of expressing their love (bc that’s what you fear you are so you learn to keep most of your emotions to yourself- leaning more on avoidant side)

8. The kinda guy who would hide their emotional side behind those playful gazes (bc sometimes you did that too)

9. THE BANTER, they have to be a bit of playfulness from them and be able to joke about serious stuffs with you

10. You need someone to heal your inner child. A part from you that never got taken care of

Now with the only child who grew up ALONE topic

As an only child, I grow up in a household where every woman in my life are living the life of “Strong, independent, girlboss” woman to the point of burning themselves on the ground. I see the cycle repeating for several generations until my own.

I grow up mostly alone, having to take care of myself in every aspects. And I mostly did it well.

But In reality, I just can’t effort to be reckless. Because if I don’t take care of myself and keep myself in check, nobody else will.

(Nobody will save me but me)

For some people the “Yandere” side of Caleb are a red-flag but for me?

to have a man care about you and taking care of you all the time? Notices about every details in your life and makes sure you never have to lift a finger? the man who's so down bad and would burn the world down for just you alone?

That’s my wet dream, A fantasy.

unlike MC, maybe because I have to live as an independent woman my whole life. I have nothing to proved.

I just want to be loved.

I just want to be a woman

I just want to just 'be'

His doting & overprotective personality healed the little girl inside me.

Same with Rafayel, being with him always heals my inner child that I never fully experience as a kid.

Both of them are so 🥺🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻

[livinghalfway]

Younger Years Pt. 6

Masterlist

Summary: Damian gets temp de-aged to 6yrs old; cue him asking where his twin is. This is how everyone finds out about Danny's existence. Word Count: 2162

Danyal keeps to the shadows as he enters the town. He doesn't know where he is or if anyone that could recognize him is here. The last thing he needs right now is for Grandfather to know his location; or Damian. Which is not a thought he would ever think of. While the two of them certainly had their differences, Danyal never thought they would end like this. He should have though he realizes; their story was only ever going to end with a tragedy.

Grand- Ra's has made his displeasure of Danyal known for quite some time now so it shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did when he and Damian were forced to fight. What was surprising though is just how easily his brother accepted it.  

Was he not worth fighting for?

He was prepared to stand against Ra's with Damian at his side knowing full well that it wouldn't have ended favorably for them. It seems his brother didn't feel the same way though. 

Damian and him weren't brothers anymore though were they? He wasn't an al Ghul after all. Danyal al Ghul is dead from this point forward; he's just Danyal right now.

As the sun begins to set lower and lower it makes Danyal feel more comfortable with exploring the town's streets more in depth. The first thing he needs to do is find a place he'll be able to safely lay low for the night. If he can do that then he'll be able to sit and think more clearly about what his plan for the future is. 

What Danyal doesn't expect though is that while making his way through an alley he would have a run in with a girl with bright orange hair who looked to be a couple years older than him. While his first instinct is to immediately eliminate this unknown threat he decides to instead push that feeling down when he realizes that this girl would stand no chance against him in a fight. 

He's not going to let Ra's training control his life anymore; not everything needs to end with spilt blood. So against everything he's ever been taught Danyal runs, or attempts to at the very least. 

The girl on the other hand decides to chase after him instead of simply letting him melt into the night. 

"Hey! Hey wait!" She calls out after him.

Best to get this situation over with now. Danyal abruptly stops and turns to the girl, "What do you want?" 

"Are you ok? Do you need help?"

Which is honestly a fair question honestly now that he thinks about it. He is, after all, still mildly damp, his shirt is torn with blood stains, and overall Danyal would say he looks similar to that of a stray cat. "I'm fine. Leave me alone, and go back to wherever it is that you need to be."

"You look hurt though. I can bring you some bandages, or water!" It's obvious that she's not going to simply let this go anytime soon, After a few moments of silence though she hesitantly offers her name. "I'm Jazz, what's your name?"

"Danyal." He finally answers after a few seconds. 

"Daniel?" 

"…Yes" Everything about his old life is gone from this point forward. Might as well start with a new name. They sound similar enough anyway it won't be a difficult transition to make for himself.

It doesn't take a lot after that for Jazz to convince him to accompany her back to her home. To this day he'll blame it on the exhaustion he was feeling. At the same time though he knows he made the best decision he could have going with his, now, sister. He doesn't know what his life would be like right now if Jazz hadn't followed after him and- 

"-ny! Danny!" Snapping back into reality he sees both Sam and Tucker looking at him questionably.

"Yeah, um yeah! I'm sorry, what were you saying Sam?" 

"I was asking what your thoughts on the new planetarium Wayne Enterprises just opened are. It was apparently something Damian Wayne himself advocated for. Maybe we'll have to plan a group trip to Gotham to check the place out." Sam repeats herself with a dramatic eye roll before her face softens out with a more gentle tone in her voice. "It might be good for you to get away for a bit, away from your parents." 

When it's clear Danny doesn't show any sign of answering right away Tucker takes the moment to try and lighten the mood, "It seems even your celebrity look-a-like is interested in space!" 

Damian was never interested in space that Danny knew for a fact based on how many times he would have to beg his brother to go and watch the stars with him. His twin always did it though, no matter how much of a fuss he put up Damian would join, and listen to him explain the stars. 

"Maybe you're right Sam," He can't help, but let out an exhausted sigh, "Maybe getting away will help them come to terms with everything. I think we should avoid Gotham though; that's basically me asking for trouble. I hear Central City is pretty this time of year though." 

Danny knows that his friends will assume that avoiding Gotham will be about not wanting to get involved with any hero/villain problems, but really it's so that he doesn't have to worry about running into any of the Wayne's, specifically Damian. He'd sworn off the city entirely when he first learned about his brother's dramatic arrival. Danny has long accepted that this would mean never meeting his father. 

“How- how are they doing now? Do you need to stay here again tonight?” Tucker hesitantly asks. It seems like all their conversations eventually lead them to the topic of his parents nowadays. 

“Thanks man, but no. I’m going to be going back tonight. Everyone in the house has been avoiding the topic, and staying away isn’t going to help fix anything either.” It wasn’t easy being in that house though. It’s tense everytime he interacts with his parents. The looks they always give him, as if he’s just some stranger living in their home now. 

At the same time though he can tell that they want to understand, to learn. They haven’t gone hunting since they found out, and removed any kind of weapon from the house; securing them up tightly down in the lab. 

Danny doesn’t quite fault his parents for how they're acting right now. Years and years of research only to learn that everything they have built their lives on is a lie. At the same time though he hoped that all of this could have been a much easier situation for everyone. 

“Before we can plan any summer trip away though we need to figure out a way to deal with the GIW. They’ve been much more active lately, and I’ve seen more and more trucks leaving Amity this past week.” Danny needed to talk about anything other than his parents right now. 

“You think they’re setting up shop somewhere else now?” Tucker questions, already pulling out his laptop. 

“Where would they even move to? They’re already in the most haunted city in America.” Sam gives Tucker a slight nudge, “Mind looking up the second most haunted city?” 

"New Orleans." 

"Yeah, that tracks." Sam peers over Tucker's shoulder to look at his screen, "Think you can finally hack your way into their systems?" 

"You're only talking to the second greatest hacker," He cracks his knuckles before beginning to type, "I'll have us inside in a matter of minutes, and with what Technus and I have been doing lately they won't have any clue we were even there to begin with." 

Despite already knowing what his friend is going to say he still asks, "Second? Who's the first then?”

"If you don't know Danny then I haven't been talking about them enough. Don't worry though I already have a presentation I can show you about why Oracle is the greatest hacker." 

"Nope, I'm good." 

"That's what I thought next time don't-" Tucker cuts himself off as he shouts, "I'm in!" 

Immediately, both Sam and him are moving to see the screen. "Search for anything that talks about moving or new locations."

"Really think it's gonna be that easy?" Sam asks, "That obviously marked down for anyone to find?" 

"If their filing system is anything like my parents, then yes." 

She seems to be thinking about it for a moment before nodding to herself, "That's fair." 

"Got a match with 'new location'. Anyone want to place a bet on where they're going before I open it up?" Tucker grins as his finger hovers over the search hit. 

"Hopefully somewhere cool since Danny is definitely going to drag us there to check the place out." 

"Well you're free to stay behind and miss out on all the fun then, Sam." He laughs at the playful glare she shoots at him, "Open it up Tucker! Let's find out where these guys are going." 

With one click a file was opened and right there at the very top it read: Protocols for new location — Gotham. 

The world really does hate him, Danny thinks to himself. Of all the places the GIW could have picked they just had to pick the one place he desperately wanted to avoid. It was already going to be hard enough staying off the GIW's radar, and now he'll have to plan to stay off the bats' as well. Which Danny was already admitting to himself was a plan doomed to fail from the start. 

He needs to stop the GIW though, "Does it mention anything about what they’re wanting to do there?"

Tucker nods and points to a specific area to screen, "It seems like they’re looking for something called a revenant that’s been detected in the area. They mention it several times throughout all this. Priority number one it’s been listed as."

"Revenant?" Sam asks. 

"A person who has returned from the dead." Danny answers her, "Good to know that all those books Clockwork had me read are actually helpful." 

"And this is different from what you are, how?" 

"I'm both alive and dead right now, this revenant died and is now alive again. They don't quite have a full core though — more of a baby core — which I guess is enough for the GIW to want to capture them." It seems not even being completely alive again is enough to keep the GIW away.Danny can't help but think about how many people they must have taken.

As if sensing his thoughts Tucker turns from the screen, and places a hand on Danny's shoulder, "Are you sure you want to get involved with whatever they’re doing in Gotham?" 

"I- I need to at least warn whoever this revenant that they're being hunted. To give them information about who is after them. I would have given anything to have a friendly stranger answer all my questions." He admits. 

"Seems like we'll be going to that planetarium after all then, huh?" 

Danny is honestly a little shocked at the laugh that creeps out of him, "I guess we will won't we? Might as well see the sites while we're there." 

"Oh! Maybe you'll run into your doppelganger too!" Tucker exclaims, "I'd love to see just how similar you two are in person." 

"I hope not, it's bad luck after all to meet your own doppelganger. Combine that with my Fenton luck, and you can bet on it that if I see Damian Wayne I'm running in the opposite direction. I don't need that in my life right now." Danny assumes that his friends think that he's joking, but if he does run into his twin he's booking it.   

It doesn't take them long after that to get a semi figured out plan sorted. They have a vague idea of where to find the revenant due to the file, mostly likely to be found in a place called Crime Alley. How they're going to find their mystery person he doesn't know, but Danny is hoping that dead recognizes dead will handle that part. 

The hardest part of all this is getting their parents' permission. It's a bit of a back and forth with getting Tucker and Sam's parents to agree to their impromptu travel plans, but they agree in the end. 

Danny on the other hand hesitates over contacting his own parents, and so he doesn't. He sends a text to Jazz to let her know the full situation around why he's going to be spending some time in Gotham. With how little his parents and him are interacting they might not even know he was even gone in the first place. 

With the soonest flight booked the trio this time tomorrow afternoon are boarding the plane to Gotham. 

[velvetvexations]

Recently I made a survey for two cis allies - both women, one involved in discourse, one very much not, for contrast - to get a look at their perspective. This is nowhere near scientific, but hopefully it works as a small look at how the cis people in our camp view and relate to us.

Thank you and so much love to the participants. <3 You are vitally necessary.

Questions and answers the cut!

Do you know anyone IRL who’s trans? Co-workers, friends, family?

No, live somewhere more small and rural, so the chance of meeting any queer people, much less ones open about it, is slim.

I knew one trans girl in middle school, and I have a cousin who's a trans woman.

Have you ever considered being trans, or had any adjacent unusual feelings about your own gender?

I have, but I've ultimately arrived at "I don't know, I don't care, whatever". Maybe somewhere agender-adjacent, if I'd have to put a word to it? I ultimately don't consider myself trans, though.

No. I very strongly identify as a cis woman.

Are you a fan of any trans content creators?

I don't think so? I don't consider myself a fan of a lot of content creators in general.

Yes, I'm pretty sure.

Do you feel you think often about trans people’s struggles?

Yes.

I try to think about and participate in activism in a lot of different areas that don't directly affect me, so yes, sometimes.

Would you consider yourself knowledgeable about trans issues?

More than the average cis person, at least.

Not really, but I think that's mainly because I never want to feel like I'm overstepping, since I'm a cis woman.

In what ways do you feel the plight of trans people is similar to the suffering of cis women under the patriarchy? How is it different?

Both trans people and cis women (and a lot of cis men, really) suffer from being forced into a box. You have to be this way, and you do not get any say. If you aren't, you're either broken and shouldnt have agency (for your own good), or a threat. People will dish out violence and try to remove your rights to force you into that box, and punish you for stepping outside of it. I think these issues are heavily linked, and while the specifics of what each demographic faces is different (nevermind intersections), i believe the overall problem is the same; what society wants you to be, and how they want you to be it.

I think it's similar in that trans people are discriminated against and we cis women are also discriminated against, like, on a systemic level. The specifics are different, though.

Do you feel that you've ever contributed to transphobia in society?

Yeah. Especially when i was younger, and haven't examined any of it yet. Growing up in a transphobic society inevitably left me with some stuff to work out, and I've done my best to do so, and i will continue to. That's the important part, i think.

Not that I know of, and I would feel really bad if I thought I had accidentally.

Do you believe trans women or trans men have “male privilege”? 

No, that's a really loaded term. Individual trans people may get some advantages in certain settings depending on how they're perceived, but I don't think any of them can really be considered to get any gendered form of privilege, considering their gender is directly what makes them marginalized. Hiding your identity in order to not be mistreated isn't a privilege, it's a result of being oppressed.

I don't think so. This isn't an issue where I feel comfortable speaking as I said. Not that I know of, though.

Do you think things have gotten better or worse for trans people in the last ten years?

Besides the... recent pushback, as a whole, yes.

I think it's a mixture of both, but that's just my outside perspective.

Are you optimistic about where the struggle for trans rights is headed?

I refuse to be anything but. No matter what happens, there will always be trans people, and there will always be allies, and we'll continue fighting. There's simply no other option.

Once again, it's hard to tell as an outsider. Things seem mixed.

How would you react to a trans person being transphobic in your presence? Forex: misgendering someone they dislike.

Just correct them/express my disapproval as i would if they were cis, really? Transphobia is transphobia.

I would feel uncomfortable. Since I'm cis, I don't know if I would feel comfortable saying something, though.

Do you have any message you’d like to give as an ally?

Don't let anyone convince you you're alone in this, and that cis people are all against you. We're here, we love you, and we'll continue to fight for you. Please, don't give up. The world is a better place for having you in it.

Yeah, just that if there's anything I can ever do to support people I would love to!

[beesgobzzzing]

Melodifestivalen coverage translation collection

From here

Hooja, Mårdis and Käärijä are at the arena.

The trio has spent the night together in a rented cabin outside of Luleå, where they celebrated the release of their single "San Francisco Boy" and now they have just arrived at Mello's press room to answer some questions.

We were first in line and we will post some videos, pictures, and talking points starting now. [Bees note: The article is a live commentary they kept running the whole night, I'm posting the snippets of K and Hooja that I can find]

--

The trio Hooja, Mårdis and Käärijä are soon going to perform their song live, for the first time in front of an audience. Friday's dress rehearsal starts at 19.00.

"It's not going to be just us on stage," Hooja reveals when we meet the trio at Coop Arena.

"And this choreography does demand some coordination. You almost fell down a few times at rehearsal yesterday," says Mårdis.

Is this the biggest number you've ever done?

"It's not just us on stage, like I said, it's pretty big - you can say that, yeah. With all the lights and everything happening on stage. But it is Mello, so that's how it's supposed to be."

--

Regarding the stay at the cabin I mentioned earlier, the musicians took the chance to get to know each other while they're performing at Mello. This was the third time they've met up, previously having met to record a music video and make the song.

On Thursday they rehearsed the number at Coop Arena during huge secrecy, and then they left for their cabin to have a celebratory night.

"We didn't ~party~ [Bees note: when someone up north calls something a party, it's sort of insinuating that you're getting black out drunk], but we did have a bit of a live stream into the late hours of the night when the song was released," Hooja tells us.

Mårdis turned to Jere Pöyhönen (Käärijä's real name) and said:

"Everyone was supposed to sleep at the cabin, but you didn't. Can you tell them why?"

"I don't sleep," the Finn replied, who has never been in northern Sweden before.

--

Hooja-time

All six competitors of the night have performed and we're closing in on the interval act. The expectations on Hooja and Käärijä are high - now we'll see if they can meet them. And how. [Bees note: I think they're referencing a Hooja song called "Levererar" here. It's about delivering a great performance on the dance floor while drunk. So lit. trans. of the wording is "we'll see if they deliver. And what." But it sounds weird to me to put it like that in English without an explanation. ]

--

Synths, inaudible lyrics and DANCE This is the first time we're seeing something this choreographed from Hooja and Mårdis.

Hooja's interval gets the loudest cheers from the audience of the night. Before the song San Francisco Boy there is a clip that shows Hooja walking across the border to Finland.

Then the treadmills start running and the trio works up a sweat (I'm assuming) as they walk briskly for the entire song. Tonight's winners.

[https-capri]

Do I Wanna Know?

caleb x reader angst

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cw: angst (hurt no comfort), name-calling (ONCE), caleb is a lil ooc bc ik he cray cray for mc but not today! lower case on purpose

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it had been years since you had seen him, years that you took to grieve him and heal. now, your (what seemed like) long forgotten childhood best friend was standing before you. a cold, unfamiliar gaze presented itself to you, and you couldn't help but feel uneasy, even unsure that this was truly caleb and surely not the same boy you'd remembered.

"caleb.. it can't be, is it really you?"

a slow, thoughtful nod is the only response you get, seeing his eyes filled with guilt and an unfamiliar emotion. you rush into his embrace eagerly, hugging him tightly as if he were to disappear again.

unsure if it was due to shock or the fleets training, you're only met with a hand being placed on the small of your back in return. it feels like a small piece of your heart shattered, despite having grieved someone who never died, the version of them you knew did.

your mind races, flooded with too many emotions to manage.

"what happened to you?" the question comes out angered, despite your voice having cracked whilst on the brink of sobbing.

he rubs the back of his neck, his eyes scanning yours. "i joined the fleet, i had nowhere else to go" he states simply, seemingly having skipped over the entire incident that left you shattered.

"you left me, caleb. i grieved you because i thought you were gone." you seethe, knowing the angry facade on your face was wearing thin, just happy that he was back.. despite being a different caleb than who you remembered.

"well i'm back now, aren't i? ...what good is it to still be upset" he retorts, almost uninterested in the both of you being reunited.

"besides, we'll have to go our separate ways again soon enough."

it feels like the breath is being pulled from out of your lungs, why is he not happy to see me? what did they do to him?

"do you just not care that we finally get to see eachother again?" a single tear rolls down your cheek, feeling the walls cracking.

he scoffs.

"hey- pipsqueak, i had to grieve you too, and grandma. i just.. learned to live a life without you"

he finally admits it. slowly, which didn't help the pain, but at least he confessed.

he had moved on

his nickname didn't comfort you the way it used to, instead feeling like someone had poured sand into your lungs.

"gege.."

you whisper, hardly audible as your brain racks the reasons he could've turned so cruel.

"don't you love me?"

a pained look grazes his face, only for a quarter of a second. taking its place is a look of pity, which doesn't make you feel better at all.

the words leave your lips like vomit, unable to stop them despite trying to bite your tongue for the better good.

"i.." his lips purse, looking for an answer.

daringly, you near closer to him, hoping to any godly being above that you could bring the old caleb back and- save him.

"i love you, caleb. can't you see that?" you admit, the confession being distorted through soft cries and sniffles.

he looks away, his face red. he looks uncomfortable.

"i have someone." he finally blurts out.

it feels like a gunshot. ever since you two were kids you had always planned a future with eachother in it. pinky promises late at night, warm breaths blowing dandelions into the summer breeze, wishes on eyelashes, all to be with him in the future.

you gritted your teeth, biting back any kind of pathetic response. you lower your head, a soft, almost hesitant nod because you didn't want to accept that.

you felt like one of his fan girls back in high school, wondering if this is how they felt when he'd politely reject them. and also wondering if the other girls he's with now is getting the same treatment you used to.

the air felt tense, and awkward. there was nothing you could've said in that moment to have the ending you'd always hoped for.

sucking in a stiff inhale through clenched teeth, your gaze meets his once more.

"well, i hope you both are happy" you lie, speaking with a weak, guilty tone.

you had hoped this would be the turning point, that part where caleb reaches out and changes his mind, knowing that you're the one he wants, the only one there's ever been.

you can see him shaking his head from your side view, slowly turning to leave this godforsaken room. it's like you're subconsciously giving him the time to make a decision you knew wasn't going to happen.

"goodbye" you say flatly, hand gripping the doorknob with more pressure than intended, knowing that when you leave this room, closing the door behind you- that you're not only leaving this place for good, but caleb along with it.

"bye" he calls out, no motive to stop you from leaving.

@erensfeed @sxlfcxst

[riddle-me-fear]

How old are you two?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

A! Preposterous! Don't you know it's rude to ask a lady about her age?!

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Waih... How old am I?

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Seriously? You're 49, turning 50 this year.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Damn, really? Shiiit. Well, at least I can jus' say I'm 50 from then on.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Oh Jesus Chri-- Why is it that every time I think you can't get any more intolerable, you do?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Wha' can I say, I'm a natural.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Hn. Well, anon, I stand by my answer, you won't get my age from me.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

37.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

...

...

Ok, excuse me, but-- WHAT?? HOW can you POSSIBLY know MY age, when you can't even remember your own?!

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

I dunno, I jus' do.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Nonononono, you don't "jus' do" anything for no reason; how did you know how old I was? Hmm?

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

...

I don't think tha--

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Ah!

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

But Ed I--

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Ts-s-s-suh! You tell me. Right now. No "but's".

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Ughh, fine. I keep track of yer age, so I don't fuck it up on yer birthday card. I know how much ya despise yer birthday an' ya get real existential every time it rolls around again, so I make sure I remember everythin' an' just make it a lil tiny bit more tolerable. Cuz nobody ever remembered yer birthday or yer age, an' if they did, it was ta bully ya for it. I know ya be thinkin' ya wish ya wus never born every year on that one day... But I'm glad ye'r here, Eddie. I'm grateful that ya were born.

...

Ed?

You hear Edward sniffle, as you see him take off his glasses and hide his eyes behind his hands. He then speaks with a very shaky voice, which he tries to suppress but clearly fails to do so.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

I'm not crying, you're crying...

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Oh Eddie, baby... C'mere...

Jonathan's demeanor completely changes; he has a softness to him that he never displayed before. He takes Edward into his arms, who immediately leans into him and buries his face in Jon's chest. Sniffling even more, Ed desperately tries to keep his emotions down.

Edward Nygma | The Riddler

Damn it, Jon, why'd you... in front of...

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Hey, ye were tha one who pressed me on it. Wanna take a break an' let it out?

You see Edward just nod into Jon's shirt, who in response gives him a gentle kiss onto the top of his head. His behavior shifts back to normal, when he turns to speak with you.

Jonathan Crane | The Scarecrow

Aight, uuh, thanks fo' yer question, uhm... Yeah, I'm 49, I guess, Ed's 37, so we're 12 years apart. An' yeah, we'll be takin' a lil break, an' be right back ta answer mo' questions. See ya.

[atangledfate]

Her face looked puzzled by the way he spoke of her. Like they knew each other in another life. But she wasn't oblivious and she'd heard the stories of silver around base. The boy from the future the other girls called him. She always thought it nonsense, or just some cute nick name but she was realizing it was more then that now. It slowly dawned on her that Shard and Silver were from a distant future, had he said that before? Honestly it was all a blur in her head.

She clung to Shard as they made there way into town mostly not wanting to agitate the burns. But also she had alot to think about as well. Her eyes half closed as she pondered what Sage had said , a Vessel she'd called her, what had she meant by that? Where did she end up when she lost consciousness.

" ... So... you are both really from the future? I never would have dreamed that were possible... but then my memory is hardly trustworthy..."

She sighed and laid her head against Shards chest her eyes closing fully.

" I don't know what happened back there, Mr. Prower has been researching the signal my body produces for awhile. but up until now its only made machines short out... i think i did something else this time... "

She looked up at Shard as if he might have answers to what happened to her. How she ended up in that black void, how she was able to see the code---how she could still see his code within his eyes. It was like that movie only... this was real and it was happening to her. She didn't know what it meant.

" there was a void... a blackness... and code, strings of it like a tangible thing, Almost like i was inside there code... "

She opened her hand looking at her fingers and remembering how she gripped the code like strands of thread. What had Eggman made her for? Why did Sage call her a Vessel, and why was he so obsessed with retrieving her that he'd send that AI afte rher. It didn't make sense and left her with so many questions.

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The big City sprawled down below them as they made there way back to civilization. Back toward Restoration HQ and back home to safety. Restoration Medical was a special hospital built to aid those who worked for restoration and, the local populace. It was a free hospital funded by Prower Inc and ran by a special staff hand picked by Director Jewel. It still made Nicole nervous and she got more tense the closer they got to it. But it was this point that Shard likely would have to remain behind.

Within the Hospital itself a group of Nurses ran back and forth. Each one a mouse, and each mouse had a number on there outfit and were near identical. In fact they could have been twins or triplets or--- well there were alot of them rushing about doing various work behind the check in desk. One among them was quick to hustle over with a wheel chair as another was already checking the Feline over.

" Welcome to Restoration Medical... I'm Nurse Dawn and i'll be caring for you today! Why don't you start from the top... and we'll get you checked in lickity split! "

She watched the fleet moving back and could guess this was because it wasn't Eggman at the helm. That old bastard never knew when to quit but this new AI seemed to be more cunning. She didn't know who she was and she never got a name but, they were vicious and fully willing to delete her like a rogue virus. Her eyes never left that ship for a long time, until she tried to move and regretted it. The searing pain of those burns were far more real then she'd imagined. She was lucky she managed to escape and didn't end up a lifeless shell without a mind.

At the mention of a Hospital she tensed up, and her breathing accelerated. She couldn't help but think about that place she woke up in as she clung to Shard tighter her claws extending and gripping at his metal exterior. Her mind trapped in the vision of that bed, pulling out those needles and limping through those dark halls with near no memory of how she got there.

" Are you sure we need a Hospital? i mean ... im sure i'll be fine with a little bed---OWW..."

She moved wrong and the burning pain returned, but she'd do what ever she had to in order to avoid going to the infirmary.

" No i'm sure i'll be ok! i can walk... i---OWW! ... maybe not... "

Clearly she wasn't walking and the burns did look to be second degree by the blistering. Still she didn't like the idea of having to go there. Nor of shard leaving her as she trusted him more then the others. Yet she felt the little Wisp pearl finally return to her, and gave her a comforting little whistle. Still she hunkered down in shards arms and just went silent as she dreaded having to get taken care of by the nurses back on base.

" Did... you know her Shard? that AI i mean... it sounded like you knew her when she first appeared. She wasn't very nice... vicious even... i just thought--- Maybe you knew something about her..."

[tiredgeekgirl]

fellas it has been three months since the beach episode and thinking about neil and eva in any capacity still makes me ILL

[knifearo]

ultimately when it comes to shipping and fandom space treatment of aspec characters i just don't accept "aro/ace people can still date/have sex" as an answer from nonaspecs. like yeah. mhm. okay. now i think we both know that you're not saying that out of real interest in the diversity of aspec experiences. so you can turn in your seventeen-page essay on why and how you plan to examine this character's aspec identity within the context of a romantic or sexual relationship complete with evidence from canon and peer reviews from multiple aspec people within the next week or i'm putting you in the pit from the edgar allen poe story

[catebees]

Battle of the Winifreds: Part Two, this time they actually know each other and have exchanged snide banter at the College of Magi more than once

[br1ghtestlight]

THEYRE SO LITTLE what the hell. they're tiny babies. so small <3

[lloydfrontera]

javier realizing how much he cares for lloyd, how deep his loyalty to him runs, how ready he's to lie down his life for him, not because he's the son of his lord, not even really knowing exactly why he feels like that but just being absolutely certain that lloyd is his friend and he can't allow anything to harm him

And yet, why am I trying so hard to protect him? He had no way of knowing. But one thing was clear. It was a very simple matter. I want to protect him. Lloyd is my true master in my heart. Lloyd was his friend. And now, Javier wanted to protect Lloyd. He would sincerely protect him with everything he had.

he doesn't even know why!! he just knows that lloyd is his friend and his true master in his heart and that's!! more than enough for him to decide he's willing to put his life and everything he has in the line to protect him!! i'm just!!

[sleepvines]

entirely unrelated thoughts while I'm here so I can get it over with and get back to editing. I typed something up but I didn't like it so attempt two.

It's been nice seeing the others besides Kell and I use this blog to post/chat, I think it's a good step towards healing to let some familiarity happen to us in a space we can curate safely. Integration is not our goal and never will be, (we're far more functional in day-to-day life as a team!), so I want it to be internalized that we can exist and socialize as ourselves without fear of persecution or ridicule for it. people are generally more understanding than we give them credit for! Getting out of the shell without trying to compensate in advance for being this way could be major.

While I'm sure Kell prefers this blog remains largely his, thank you to the kind souls over the years who've shown us other fellows that we're welcome. Especially our dear friends who have been through so, so much and have stuck through thick and thin with us despite everything.

- Winn

[kahurangithemew]

Oh? Are you a mew?

Huh? I'm surprised you know about mews. We tend to avoid others.

Bzzt. Lots worlds!

Oh right, this thing connects to other universes. I guess maybe mews are more common in other ones. Huh.

Well, yes. I'm a mew.

[t-u-i-t-c]

Final Chapter: Tomorrow's Legends

[saucy-mesothelioma]

What would you do if you switched bodies with the closest person to you?

Huh. Well this definitely makes things interesting.