#for at least five minutes

[piromina]

probably how he was spending his time in the tube

[farshootergotme]

"I don't hate you, I just wish it was me." Have thought all the batkids at some point when looking at one of their siblings spending quality time with Bruce.

[collophora]

TBB cadets ideas

[starry-bi-sky]

blood blossom danny except i briefly talk about his version of the accident

It all happened so fast that Danny doesn't really remember dying at all. It was like, one moment he was alive, the next he's dead. He remembers hitting the button, and the lights coming on, and then a great big flash.

Then he was outside of the portal.

He thinks he may have been screaming, but that's not true at all. The only sound he made was a split-second, startled gasp as the portal turned on, that was cut-off before he could finish the noise. The only ones who were screaming were Sam and Tucker; Danny was dead before he could feel anything.

The most vivid thing to him was the terror before the light. The blood rushing moment of mind-numbing fear and cold revelation that he was going to die, and there was nothing he could do about it. A weird sort of resignation, desperation, horror, and static calm that hit him all at once.

He was extremely disoriented when he woke up. Like waking up from a long nap and struggling to comprehend what the day or time was, but knowing instinctively that time has passed. He didn't stay in his ghost form for that long either, further cementing his confusion.

From the moment he hit the button to the few minutes after he woke up is an unsolved jigsaw puzzle to him.

It took him about a day and a half to fully remember what happened beyond 'went into the portal, then suddenly i was out of it and everyone was freaking out', and then a week to process.

Sam and Tucker remember his accident better than he does. They say he was in a daze after he woke up, before he recognized where he was. And he kinda just... squinted at them like he didn't know who they were, and said something in a language they couldn't understand. He was terrifyingly calm and passive, and still smoking.

(They later find out its ghostspeak. He was asking them where he was.)

It was only the moment he realized where he was that he transformed back into human. That's the moment where Danny's memory officially cuts back in for him. His first time as a ghost, and he doesn't really remember it that well.

[lesbianherald]

I’m going to phrase this delicately because I’m so deeply grateful and awed by the support I’ve received.

But I will say it is a little anxiety inducing how many people feel they can talk about coming home whatever way they want openly and publicly because it has “numbers” or whatever (referring to my own work like this makes me want to claw my eyes out because they baffle me and I don’t necessarily feel I deserve them but it’s important for context).

This is Especially true for the way people speak under things I very much see. Art of the fic. My Twitter mutuals posts. Things I will very obviously interact with. It feels like someone is walking into my back yard and talking shit as if I'm literally not standing in said yard like this 🧍

You make something for a community for free as an act of passion and then the community in turn becomes something that isn’t quite accessible to you anymore. I’ve seen this happen to a lot of fic writers in my previous fandoms and idk man it’s just kind of a bummer.

Like. Fanfic and fanart is made by people in the fandom for the fandom. It’s not work being produced by some distant people in Hollywood who shouldn’t be in the fandom space in the first place.

Idk, it’s actually pretty rare that this happens to me but I wanted to mention I am a human who can very much read the things you say guys 😭 like if you reblog art related to my work and call it a bunch of petty names and say you had to dnf I can see that. It’s totally ok to feel whatever way you want. But maybe don't feel that way in my back yard.

Again. I’m so grateful for everything I really am. You absolutely do not have to fuck with my work. Fuck I don't fuck with my work sometimes DKLFJSDHF. This is probably the last time I’ll talk about this because the last thing I want to do is come off like I can’t take criticism and I’m ungrateful. But sometimes I really am chewing at my enclosure like IM RIGHT HERE MAN IM LITERALLY BEHIND YOU HOW DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THAT.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

cant stop thinkin bout charles and erik readin together on the couch but instead of reading with him charles is listening to eriks thoughts while he reads. Live mind commentary ……..

[thatswhatsushesaid]

psa that the day there are no jgy stans left on tumblr dot com is the day i am dead

but rest assured i'll go to my grave exactly as i lived: obnoxiously proclaiming to everyone within earshot how great lianfang-zun is. narratively, metaphorically, spiritually. sexually, too, like why limit myself. i like to keep my options open

[north-noire]

oh no, you killed her! what have you done? inspired by this (they're one of my favorite artists EVER i love their works so much)

[avame]

something about a connection you'll always want but can never make

[jeannefostergoriot]

Ohh thank you!

*go hugs all my favorite characters except two *

*who died and have been resurrected *

Reblog to give your favorite fictional characters a much needed hug

[vaguely-concerned]

so when adaar tells harding that they got her mother out of danger in ferelden before the blight really hit, and that she's safe with 'some old friends' for the duration... good people of tumblr I was just hit with the incredibly funny concept that harding's ma is spending the entirety of the veilguard double blight hanging out with the valo-kas mercenary company. ma harding and shokrakar is the buddy comedy duo I didn't realize I needed until right in this moment. they butt heads to begin with but end up seeing eye to eye eventually. with the help of some crates, and creativity.

(...in fact since harding's parents have canonically amicably divorced since inquisition.......( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) hello my second nichest but also perhaps most valid dragon age pairing thus far. lace bringing taash home with her for the first time only to find her mother standing on a chair to also be passionately making out with a powerful and bluntly hilarious vashoth warrior is something that can actually be so personal.)

[mx-legend-of-faye]

Wild, standing and staring at his bloody finger: Well. That’s not ideal.

Twilight: Oh cub what did you do

Wild: So I was reaching for my slate from where I set it down, right?

Twilight: That’s a normal occurrence, how does this lead to your finger being cut

Wild: Well I set it down next to my cooking supplies that I already got out for dinner tonight, the cooking supplies that includes a few knives with very sharp edges

Twilight: Ah. That explains it

[rebrandedbard]

I think a drink for the quicking pain

Will set us both to rights again

A brew for a bob better do the job

And if not we'll repeat the refrain:

A splash and a shot and a pint or two!

Three fingers for me and four for you!

A sip for each sorrow he put us through

And a toast to every ex we knew!

Was drawing Jaskier in my ren faire doublet when I tried to exaggerate his pose. Switching back and forth between the layers made it look like he was dancing. One thing led to another and I decided he needed someone to boogie with. Yen's straight vibin'

[corpsecoochie]

💃🏼 💀

[andhumanslovedstories]

Last shift the nurse giving me report was like “btw this patient has been sexually inappropriate with female caregivers so just be aware of that and set limits,” and I was like “got it cool I’ll be alert to that possibility” and I went into that patient room, and his first sentence to me was introducing himself and his second sentence was verbatim “it’s been so many years since I’ve known the touch of a woman.”

[wimbledonstrawberry]

Holger unfollowing Carlos for like 5 minutes and then following him back is the most Holger thing to do