#everything is complicated

[dairine-bonnet]

Random thoughts on Lynette von Valancius (and possible relationship between RT and Heinrix)

I think when it comes to Heinrix, the RT's main intention may be to give him some grey hair and, eventually, drive him completely crazy. Probably, even to make his presence on the board hardly bearable, yet not confronting him directly. Why so? Because after Lynette spent years under the watchful eye of the Inquisition for some reason, without any real chance to make her rules, becoming RT is like a breath of fresh air for her. This title came out of the blue, but she intends to take as much advantage of that as possible.

Although teasing an interrogator and making his life less comfortable aren't the most signicant benefits, they're definitely enjoyable ones! She slowly gets softer with him. Still, he doesn't 'pass her trust check' until Commorragh. Shame, but even after that she has a few doubts about his true intentions nearly till the end of the game.

P.S. What's more, at first, subconsciously, Lynette'd like him to lose his mind, get back to Calcazar in such a condition, and corrupt the entire Inquisition there... (dark side points gained!)

[misscrawfords]

And now I am absolutely sobbing because my mum went to a Jewish wedding and had an amazing time but was reflecting that she missed my father (obviously) but that he was totally cut off from the Jewish community, partly because he was a loner and an atheist and partly because his parents put assimilation into British culture above everything and never engaged with the Jewish community themselves and now I'm thinking about how I never knew my father's family was Jewish till after my grandparents died and I have never been part of the community and my grandma never passed down her traditions to me, her only granddaughter, and I've grown up with two heritages but I've only been part of one. There's a deep, deep void of something within me and every now and then it rears up and utterly overwhelms me. Like when I put a prayer in the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem and it felt as profound for me as for anyone else on Birthright but even after that I didn't know what to go with it. And then the amazing amazing welcome I got when I spent Shabbat with an Orthodox friend in Boston. And then the way I stood in the old Synagogue in Krakow and sobbed and went to Auschwitz and saw the names on the suitcases and thought that it could have been mine, if my grandparents hadn't got out in time and how I listen to Klezmer music and I play czardas on my violin and I feel this well of connection in my very blood. And maybe if it were through my mother's family that I had been cut off from half my heritage I could walk into a Synagogue and say "I'm Jewish" and explore what that meant, but it's my father's family and so it's so much more complicated and I don't know what to do and I don't want to abandon the Anglicanism and the traditions and rituals I've been brought up with either because that is my heritage too. They're both 50%, you know? I just wish I understood what to do to be a full person? And I miss my father but I also miss all my family that I don't know and am cut off from. My great-aunts went to Israel after the War and both had families. I have all these cousins! This summer I'm going to try to trace them. I want to find my family.

[kirabug-tumbles]

I think this video is on the right path but it ignores the psychological impact of the draft for the Vietnam War.

My dad was the class of 1965 (born in ‘47). Most of the boys in the class of ‘64 were drafted and sent to Vietnam. Most of them did not come back.

My grandfather did some digging around and was essentially told if he wanted my dad to survive, dad should enlist instead of waiting to be drafted.

Dad enlisted in the Coast Guard. Joke was on him - many of the CG’s best pilots were sent to Vietnam because the other branches needed to be transported by small boat or helicopter across Vietnam and the CG had some of the best small boat pilots and helicopter pilots in the service.

Fortunately for my dad, he got sent to patrol the North Atlantic for icebergs that disturbed shipping routes and for Russians trying to attack.

Because the Cold War might have done massive damage to the psyche of Gen X but it was started by the Greatest Generation and the Boomers had to live through it and raise their kids in it.

I think the fact that the world of the 1950s and beyond was one of prosperity is true. I also think if you give someone everything and then tell them the Reds could be here any day to take it all from you, you’re going to end up traumatized. Doubly so if the kids you used to play football with at school are all dead.

The Greatest Generation not only prepared their kids for a world that could fall apart any second, they orchestrated that trauma to repeat through Vietnam and the Cold War.

So I think there’s an element of “nobody IS going to help us” in the Boomers that was enacted by the Boomers’ own parents and that, my friends, is a whole new level of cognitive dissonance.

I mean, we knew, but it's nice to hear so succinctly

[icewindandboringhorror]

(also feel free in the tags to clarify Why you made the choice you made!! :0c)

[chaoswiththeprettyspine]

*plays slipping through my fingers by ABBA*

This was made for this tumblr post I made a while ago.

[clumsypuppy]

wait for me

[riocki]

Log #2: 01302024

Maybe it’s the night wind coercing me to write about you. Maybe it’s the fear of letting go of things so fast. Or maybe it’s the anxiety of waiting for another day to pass. Whatever it is, I wish you well.

How do you do these days? I hope you’re getting nice sleep — unlike me who’s unable to have a proper one ever since starting a new year. I always seem to have it the worst during the early months of the year — maybe my body remembers that night. Did you know our bodies can store memories? On a cellular level, it can. Do you think it’ll explain why my fingers twitch, my eyes suddenly hurt or my chest heave at the recognition of even the smallest thing that can remind me of you? I already know the answer to that.

My parents said I was good at making friendships when I was a child. Now it seems to be the complete opposite. Nobody stays. Even you. I still hold a grudge for the people who leave me. But I know I don’t hate them, not really. Because I can’t. Because I can understand people to a level they aren’t even aware of. I understood why you left and I accepted it even like my next breath. I’m so understanding of others, I overlooked everything that concerned me because I deemed it too low compared to other people’s. Have you experienced the same? Is this a bad attempt on still finding something we can both relate too? I told you I’m bad at this now.

I think the distance is a good thing. Sometimes, that is. Sometimes, I force myself to have fun because not everything should revolve around you and your life. Sometimes, I beat myself up over all the things I did wrong. It gets worse at nights — hence whatever I’m doing right now.

Do you miss it as much as I miss it?

I missed out on a lot of your teenage years, and you missed out on a lot of mine. Which is good, I think. It’s for the better that you didn’t witness how I was firsthand, right after you left. Or they left. A lot of people leave, please tell me why they do. Maybe you can convince me, you were always good at it.

Do you hate me?

I know there were moments where I was absent. I’m self aware. Do you hold it against me that I didn’t choose to view your messages? Is it the reason why you stopped reaching out?

If you knew the things I knew, would you have still ignored me?

I like to believe I’m stronger now. But everytime I’m faced with a problem and everything crashes down and I remember, I still get petrified and scared. But I don’t cry anymore. Maybe that’s an improvement.

I’m sorry. I need some sleep.

[ciearcab]

other misc gnshn stuff from while i’ve been playing this summer

[lavender-wiitch]

what compels me the most about jmart in TMA is how they’re the exact contrary of the “fall in love in every universe” trope. no, they’re not fated to meet, much less to even remotely like each other. they met under these extremely weird and specific circumstances from their world, and as jon himself said, if weirder circumstances didn’t happen they wouldn’t even get along. tmagp furthers this by making a point to showcase how, in protocolverse, they lived and died without ever knowing of each other’s existence.

they don’t fall in love in every universe. they only have this one. this one chance to make it work.

and they’re not perfect! they’re fucked up! they’re messy!

their communication is flawed, martin is jealous and manipulative, jon is too emotionally distant, they are each affected by their own traumas and it bleeds into their relationship, and they keep trying! and failing! and trying! until their tragic end. and you know what? that makes them EVEN MORE COMPELLING both as a couple and as characters!

we don’t need to ignore these aspects of their romance to make them interesting, and i’d argue that these complex factors and their flaws are the exact things that DO make them interesting. they had one shot, and it was flawed as hell, but they did their best to make the most of it under incredible stressors, such as the literal apocalypse. is that a less interesting kind of romance story than the others, just because they’re flawed and not always healthy and not at all fated? do we have to pretend they’re something they’re not to be enjoyable?

[ptsdickgrayson]

At least I know my dad was always proud of me. Literally no matter what I did he always was proud and loved me unconditionally. I wish my mom would do the same

[scooterpengie]

@buggachat said redraw these Miraculous screenshots and I don't even watch Miraculous but I love her art so much I had to obey 😍😍 (seriously she's one of my favourite artists check out her work if you haven't already!!)

[coenubiaseraph]

All ancients re-designs + their weapons. Working on this took way too long, man. I had to get the anatomy accurate for everyone too for a separate ref sheet. But they're finally done.

[obibail]

"Still not helpful."

[sameboot]

Behold my horrible freak

[stuck-in-jelly]

Claudia and Soren be like “they aren’t my sibling anymore, I will do whatever it takes to stop them.”

And still unintentionally speak of each other with fondness in their heart

[kizzer55555]

DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.