#chosen as a son

[frogaroundandfindout]

For a long time I thought Robin was his son, but now I know he was…chosen.

I don’t know much about their history except for what’s already passed into legend; Batman and Robin, the dynamic duo—mentor and sidekick—family by choice if not blood.

I’ve never caught his civilian name, but I do know that the first Robin has been heroing since he was a little kid—and that he’s friends with almost everyone in the superhero community.

I also know that even though things must have been rough between him and Batman sometimes, he’s wicked loyal…even now, even though he wears a different costume and answers to the name “Nightwing.”

(Batman: The 12-Cent Adventure #1)

[bowenoke]

I bet they used to sing along to worship songs in the back of the car on the way to church

[to2llynottoby]

Funniest thing about the Old Testament is how it consistently disparages bronze-age hero type characters crafted by its historical peers and lifts up that saddest patheticest wet little meow meows youve ever seen

[mellowwillowy]

The line of these Yandere Fans is very thin <3

First, we have the Yan! Pervert Fans.

Yes, they take pictures of your panty shots if you wear something of a short skirt without any bloomer. Or... your abs. Your cleavage, your bare chest, your clothed crotch (like the bulge on the pants).

Anything innocent will turn scandalously perverted in their hands! But! They don't share with just randos! No no no, the only time they'll share is when they found someone equally down bad for some kind of 'trade'.

Second, we have the Yan! Respectful Fans. C'mon' now, they are yanderes. Ain't no way they are gonna be respectful.

Unlike the perverted ones, they are respectful during the handshake event, they talk normally and even manage to flirt with you whenever they get the chance to. Their goal is to make you blush!

Well, that doesn't mean they are never not in the 'trade' group <3 Heck, they need relief too!

Third, the Yan! Guard-dog Fans.

Yeah, they are barking at the perverted fans for sure. How dare these pebbles leer at you in such a way? Imprudent!

You bet they are the leader of the group fighting in the comment section (yeah they fight harder than respectful+perverted fans combined). They are also the type of fans who make sure no nasty comments linger around you!

[lwiann]

fall from grace

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 317

IMAGINE THIS: Lil baby Damian, bored and being not quite old enough to start learning how to use proper weapons (curse these wooden ones, he wants true steel!) is wandering the base. This is not out of the ordinary, he’s the prince after all. What is out of the ordinary is that his shadow, his Akhi, is not here. 

Technically, he should be napping, but he woke up and neither his mother or his brother- who is quiet but gentle and isn’t a good speaker (mother said it was from a head injury)- is there. Which is how he finds his way to the Pit, which he’s not supposed to be at. Or at least not alone. 

But! His mother and Akhi are there! And- and Akhi is screaming and he’s never heard him scream like that, like he’s in agony- His eyes are green- they were blue, had, had Mother placed him in the Waters- 

And then the pool is bubbling- he should be running away, get assistance or something, he’s five, he shouldn’t be running towards it when everything is screaming to flee. But one moment he’s at the doorway, the next he’s clinging to his akhi as something writhes in the Pit, a mighty bellow echoing even as the Shadows take defensive positions. 

The water cascades, laps at their feet, splashes everywhere as a scaled form rises from the depths, wings like a bloodied sunset spreading as fur bursts into flames. Crimson eyes glare down at them all, pupils slits as they bare down at his Akhi. 

The creature- the dragon- dips its head down, its breath warm as it chuffs at his akhi, wings folding as though it is bowing. His akhi is clinging to Mother, shivering, several scars glowing as they fade and a burst of hair burned white. 

Oh. 

Oh.

@fairy-lights-and-blobs @f4nd0m-fun @hdgnj @radiance1 pspspspsps

[sophsicle]

"You are not my son. I do not claim you. I want nothing to do with you."

Sirius laughs coldly, standing in front of his mother's portrait, the house around him dark. Empty.

"That's the problem though, isn't it?"

"Excuse me?"

Empty smile. "I will die your son," venom dripping from his lips, sharpening his teeth. "Your branch of the family tree will always end with me, charred or not, the history books will always place my name next to yours. If a hundred years from now someone digs up my bones they won't know my thoughts, or my heart, but they will know that my skeleton matches yours," shaking his head, voice echoing through the stairwell. "You see? No matter what we do, no matter how much pain it causes us both. I will die your son."

Just like Regulus, he doesn't say.

[withthewindinherfootsteps]

something about how both wei wuxian and jin guangyao repeatedly say they ‘didn’t have a choice’ in their actions. in both cases, it’s not literal impossibility, instead determined by their mindsets and personal conduct…. but while for wei wuxian that means he can’t do something immoral, even if it means losing all his social power, for jin guangyao it means he can’t do anything to lose his social power, even if it means doing something immoral. the other option is still there, but it’s never one they’d pick.

something about how they’re trying to walk the same path but in opposite directions: wei wuxian willingly left the nice, broad road in favour of upholding morals and debts, while jin guangyao is trying to claw onto it and stay there by any means necessary. in both cases, being parted from it so easily is only possible because this nice, broad road — full of people whose social power is unconditional, given at birth, independent of their actions — was never truly theirs to begin with. but despite how it is possible to be forced off due to nothing, as we see with wang lingjiao, the positions of both these characters were ultimately due to actions they took.

(about how no matter the similarity of the paths, no matter the narrowness of the choices, the direction you take is still up to you.)

[spaciebabie]

always sign your sketches even when you think they're "not good" or "badly drawn" b/c i didnt do that for a little bit and people took my art and pretended that they drew it lol

[doctorwhommm]

dontcha think it’s kinda cute that i died right inside your arms tonight?

[maegalkarven]

Also there're so many reasons why durge might want to deny Bhaal, aside from general "killing is bad, the god of murder is bad."

Orin betrayed them and it was somewhat from silent approval of Bhaal, so "god betrayed me first" kind of narrative. A desire to get revenge, on Orin AND on Bhaal.

A desire to live. Durge's fate, Durge's Destiny is to literally kill everyone and then themselves. What if they want to live? What if desire to live is stronger than desire to kill?

Alternatively, what if there's someone they don't want to kill? A single person for Durge to care about, a single person they would want to save instead of bloodying father's altar with their blood. A single connection like that is all what it would take.

A desire to break free. Durge can be completely okay with murders, loving murdering people even, reveling in violence. But they're their father's puppet and they could want to break free of it, to have their own will, to have only their voice in their head. To be a master of themselves with no one to kneel to.

The "I'm better than my father" kind of mindset. Durge is made of a flesh of a god, in a sense they ARE god. Bhaal was mortal once. Why would Durge listen to him when they can attempt to overthrow him, to become a new god?

Being compelled to other side. It's not unknown for gods to steal each other's followers/chosen ones. Look at Ketheric, look at Shadowheart. Myrkul is recently chosen-less after the Moonrise Towers. Bane would love to fuck with Bhaal like that. Shar is there. Good gods who would try to redeem Durge or use them against their own father are there. It would be a delightful power move from Selune to offer Durge assistance/ an alliance against Bhaal.

Idk, I just love how multidimensional the defiance of Bhaal can be. I have a lil army of Durges exactly because I can mold them into such different people

[parachutingkitten]

Don't know how I never noticed this. When Dareth is talking about the woes of running the karaoke bar and how much he misses the 'glory days' of fighting with the ninja in season 8, he holds up a picture of the season 2 opening credits with his own picture taped onto the side to pretend like he was part of the team.

This is both:

Hilarious, and absolutely something he would do.

Confusing, and raises some questions about how he got that picture. Are the opening credits a canonical photo shoot that the ninja did at one point, or is Dareth an ultra powerful being both aware of his own existence in a TV show, and able to reach outside it?

[celestiachan]

i think about chosen so much. not a single good thing has happened to him ever. imagine being born and God (who is also your dad) immediately tries to kill you but can't so he turns you into his slave. one day you find a way to escape but God, being God, made up an entire guy just to beat your ass. somehow you manage to escape with the guy God made for the sole purpose of beating your ass and he doesn't wanna beat your ass anymore!! yippee!!! but what he does want to do is kill a bunch of innocent people and eventually you say no and by say no i mean physically fight him and then some guy you've never seen before in your life kills him and doesn't remember it and leaves and now you're a wanted criminal and you get that guy who killed your only friend to help you not get arrested but then you both get arrested. fucked up

[1800-lemon-boy]

While I love the thought process of Percy’s distaste for ares and love for Annabeth were both too strong for Hera herself to remove from Percy’s mind-

You all are missing a much funnier alternative…

Hera was unable to wipe Annabeth from Percy’s brain ✔️

Hera was also unable to wipe the distaste towards ares as it was one of the first times he genuinely didn’t like the gods.

Hera finds it fucking hilarious that the literal god of war lost a fight to a literal 12 year old and wanted to remind ares that he could never live that down. ✔️

<33

[pennylunfersqueak]

🐁Ed 1/1/2022-8/4/2024 and 🐀Son 1/1/2022- 31/10/2024 🫶🏻

[rickybaby]

#we keep saying he’s the silver boy#but fact is#he is as golden as the other two golden boys#it’s just that his shine is a bit dull and tarnished:(((

why would you do this to me?????? :((((((((((((

The day I watched Christian Horner almost pushing Sebastian - his first golden son - almost out of the way, not even stopping to give a cursory congratulations on his second place, to pick Daniel up and look at him with such wonder and disbelief, was the day I knew he was nothing less as golden and gilded as the other two sons who did win world championships.

I know people always talk about Baku being the impetus behind Daniel leaving Red Bull, but for me Monaco was truly the turning point.

Daniel standing on the steps of the Red Bull energy station in Monte Carlo as Helmut Marko essentially told him Red Bull would never win a championship with him and Daniel realising he had to leave. He probably knew he had nowhere else to go, but he also knew he couldn’t stay back. And yet for Christian, Daniel winning Monaco probably made him think Daniel wouldn’t leave now. Look what they’d done with an ailing car! Think of what they could do together with a better car!

Which is why almost three years later, as Daniel was struggling in that McLaren, as he was about to be lapped by his much younger teammate at a track where he had experienced the highest of highs, Christian Horner would clasp him on the shoulder and lean close just to tell him, ‘I’ve watched some of that race recently.’ And Daniel, with the weight of all the wasted years pressing down on him, with him thinking if it couldn’t be me, I’m glad it’s him - because at one point in time, no one could have argued against the certainty that it could be him - would just smile and nod. And maybe for a brief moment there, he had the fleeting thought, ‘can I come back home?’