#cant believe about to tag this but

[dorkfruit]

all i do is draw ianthe and watch donkey kong speedruns in the background

[applestruda]

"You Have Succeeded Your Task"

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store 😭

It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony

[skyartworkzzz]

Pressure

We been playing the silly lil gayme lately

[ghosted-jazz]

Black Mercy

[sweeneydino]

You just know he would.

Thank @enclarice for the idea :)

[acadieum]

started my first re-listen of taz balance since starting it in 2018 (?)

and i just wanted to explore what their origin backgrounds were vs the characters they ended up becoming... they are interesting...

[umblrspectrum]

oh yeah i forgot to post this here too

[iphigeniacomplex]

it’s very easy to tell the good satires and pastiches from the bad ones because the bad ones are too afraid to live within the form. like if you are doing work with fairy tales and you are refusing to look closer at the underlying logic and unspoken rules of what can seem at first to be a senseless form, you are not going to create meaningful work. to borrow a turn of phrase originally used by maria tatar, if you refuse to enter “the house of fairy tale” as anything more than a gawking tourist, you will miss the particular order to the way the table is set, the rooms that are locked vs the rooms that are simply difficult to enter, the set of the floorboards and the position of the furniture. whatever you build will then be a gilded imitation of how you believe the house of fairy tale ought to look, the table set according to your educated specifications and every door open. there can be no interrogation of themes from a writer who views the form as beneath them!

[cobaltfluff]

sasuga my ace detective mind-reading soulmate, I knew I could trust you

[maudiemoods]

Whoa sun and moon what are you doing here

[lunian]

...wait

what a man he is, this Gale Dekarios

[itslilacokay]

"i should probably be careful posting when ava ships are involved, maybe i should keep ava shipart stuff to myself"

i say as i post victim and agent being extremely fuckihg gay

[vikita-doodles]

I like the thought of him being very sound sensitive

[beijodefrade]

Caryn goes to the kitchen to make coffee. In the way, Filbrick passes by her, stomping towards the pawn shop. His face is impasse as always, but his anger is evident on his loud steps.

Ahead, she sees Stanley. He looks awful. There's blood on his mouth from a split lip, blood on his nose that's looking slightly crooked, and his left eye is turning purple.

"Stanley! What happened to you?”

He gives his mother a small smile. It's hesitant, as if he's ashamed.

"Pissed off the wrong person at boxing practice. You know how I am.”

"Oh, sweetie, what did you do?”

He laughs it off. It's a rough sound, and her worry grows at the insincerity of it.

"Believe me, Ma, you don't wanna know.”

She disagrees, but doesn't push the subject. Instead, she frets.

"Let me fix you up.”

She takes him to the bathroom, where they keep the first aid kit. They'll need to buy a new one soon, it's contents almost all used up. Always on Stanley. He gets hurt a lot, ever since he was a little kid.

He has a a knack for getting into trouble. Sometimes he can't help himself, and takes things that don't belong to him. Most of the time, it's because he got into a fight.

He has a short temper (it runs in the family).

Caryn sees a small gash on her son's cheek. It makes her think whoever punched him was wearing a ring.

But at boxing, they wear gloves.

Maybe it was after practice.

As she looks at the gash, her hands starts to shake. When she cleans it, she knows it stings. Stanley doesn't flinch from the pain.

There isn't much she can do for the bruises, other than icing them. Taking a closer look at his nose, it might be broken.

Someone broke her little boy's nose. The tremor in her hands gets worse, because as she's looking at his face, there is no anger. He simply looks sad.

"We might have to go to the hospital... I think your nose is broken, dear.”

Instinctually to hearing an idea he doesn't like, Stanley wrinkles his nose. Then he forgets himself and hisses at the pain.

She hears the sound in her heart, and pets his hair. The affection, somehow, makes it easier for him to breathe. He hadn't noticed the strain of his lungs.

Suddenly, he feels small.

"Ma, do you..." he swallows, eyes glued to the floor. "You'll always love me, right?”

Caryn gasps.

"Of course!”

"Promise? Even if I never stop screwing things up?”

She uses her other hand to lift his head, her fingers under his chin. She needs him to see her face.

"Oh, pumpkin, nothing could ever make me stop loving you. I promise that'll never change.”

In this moment, he believes her. He smiles. She thinks about a hand and a ring.

Caryn sighs, feeling a little scared.

"Your Pa looked quite angry when I saw him... Right before I found you." she moves her hand from his chin, and puts it on the side if his face. The one without the gash. "I know he's harsh on you.”

He leans into her hand, comforted in her warmth. Even so, his eyes fill with tears. So do hers. Shiny eyes meet shiny eyes.

"C'mon, Ma..." his voice trembles a little, and they both pretend they don't notice. "You know Pa wouldn't go this far.”

A few tears escape her. His tears stay trapped. She nods, and kisses his forehead.

Caryn can't stop shaking for the rest of the day. She avoids looking at her husband's hands.

Stanley starts to get used to a heavy feeling inside his chest.

[a-scary-lack-of-common-sense]

Mom and Dad's divorce. Neither of them wanted us.

Cardinal rule of talking to kids: if you tell them that it’s not their fault, they will think it is their fault anyways.

The twins' official lore for this AU.

Mabel and Dipper became legal "orphans" at a young age due to their parent's divorce; neither party being willing to take custody of the twins. The mother didn't want the responsibility of having children and a family anymore, and the father claimed being financially unprepared to take care of two kids.

They stayed with their only living grandparent, Sherman Pines, for a few months before he died.

Since there were no close friends or relatives who were available to take care of the two at the time, the twins were left under the jurisdiction of foster care. However eventually, after much manipulation and bribing, they were adopted by a distant "business man" who ran a big organization in a town in New Mexico: Andrew Alcatraz.