this passage from the last unicorn is such a concisely evocative piece of body horror, but it also makes me think about how horrifying it would be to go in the opposite direction, from mortality to immortality, or undeath. feeling your body crystallise and become frozen in time, untethered from the relentless but reassuringly constant march of entropy around you. or realising that you've lost something that was always there, but lacking the means to articulate what was taken from you, because you never had any cause to pay it much attention until you noticed its absence.
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Hear me out: the best strategy for Democrats right now is to fake an assassination.
Picture it: the President has been assassinated, the nation is reeling. Kamala Harris steps up and talks the biggest game she possibly can about unity and how we as Americans must come together and how we'll never let these domestic terrorists threaten our democracy. She spends the next four months in the public eye, presenting a strong and united front in the midst of this terrible tragedy.
Come November she's had four months of experience in the job, retaining the incumbent advantage and quelling fears about her competency, she's been front and center in the news for four straight months, giving her name recognition advantage, democrats who weren't enthused by Biden turn out in droves to prove that we won't let the "terrorists" win, democrats who were enthused by Biden can't complain about the DNC not running the person who won the primaries, and the "civility is the most important thing in politics" swing voters are horrified by the assassination and are inclined to vote Democrat to punish this breach of political etiquette. Meanwhile, Biden retires to a farm upstate and is no longer tortured by press conferences.
@ the FBI agent who's list I just landed on: hmu, the Democrats need me
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Jail Buddies
Once a month, Jason makes an effort to meet Dick on purpose. Sometimes even more. After all, he was a good little brother checking in with his brother. Though he had a rather uncontroversial way of doing so. One that involved getting led into a jail cell of your local police department and loudly demanding to speak to Officer Grayson.
Okay, maybe it wasn't like that it was an effort to check on his brother and just one of his many listed dumb moments of recklessness he got caught for. And he was maybe using his brother to get out without having to call Cass, Steph, Duke, Tim, Damian, Alfred or Bruce, in that order depending who was willing to bail him out every time Dick had his 'Little Wing you won't learn if I keep bailing you out.'-Phases again. Or if Dick was being petty because of a recent prank war.
Either way, while Jason was waiting for Dick to make his entrance in his cell he noticed the teen boy sharing the cell with him staring at him wide eyed. He arched an eyebrow, and decided on a whim to make friendly conversation.
"So what got you here kid?"
The teen blinked as if just realizing Jason had addressed him before grinning a bit feral, his blue eyes having an unnatural glow. "Vandalism."
Jason's eyebrow rose again, but the teen continued.
"Trashed mu place and gave my guardian's car a pretty paint job and some other stuff."
"You vandalized your own place? And got arrested."
"Fruitloop decided an overnight stay was a better punishment then leaving me unattended."
The teen shrugged and Jason couldn't help but feel like he just had heard a red flag. He opened his mouth to question the kid more but than his brother finally made his entrance.
"Little Wing! What did you do this time!?" Jason could see that Dick was out to start a rant but changed tunes when he noticed the teen.
"Danny or Dan? You are here again? When did they bring you in? Trouble at home?" Dick asked, and Jason clearly saw the telltale signs of information fishing bat style.
"Danny and the usual." Danny, as Jason now learned the kid's name was, shrugged nonchalantly like this wasn't the first time he and Dick had had that exchange.
"Seriously buddy? I had a rebellious phase as teen too but to regularly trash your home to the point that someone calls the police or vandalize your guardian's cars, buildings, advertisements or anything that has to do with him is not a solution kid." Jason arched an eyebrow at Dicks tone, feeling slightly reminded of whenever Dick lectured one of them.
"Oh I know. But it's a nice stress reliever, plus you guys are nice here. I get pizza as dinner whenever I stay the night." The kid grinned and Jason couldn't help the snort that earned him a little glare from Dick.
Instead of arguing further his brother let out a suffering sigh and let Jason out of the cell, waving him towards the exit and following him shortly after giving the kid one more look that looked like a mix between stern and pleading to stop being a rebellious teen.
Once out of earshot, Jason then chose to ask. "So what's the kid's deal?"
"Nothing, just a rebellious teen reminds me of Damian when he first appeared. He has a twin and a little sister as far as I know, both of them also known here. Their guardian is an upstanding man, though." Jason heard the hidden but.
"Did someone look into it?" He hummed more as a cover.
"Higher ups don't know, but i am running an investigation." Translation Bruce is unaware, but Dick was using Bat resources for looking into the kid's residence.
"Nice kid, didn't think he was a regular." He only commented.
"Nice and polite, you wouldn't think he did some of the things he was brought in for. Distrustful though, despite his friendly nature."
Jason nodded as Dick went through the papers to bail him out, a thought popping up in his head. Clearly, something was up with the kid that had his brother worried, and it looked like he was stuck on just doing his investigation. So, being the thoughtful little brother he was, Jason decided to help his brother.
In his uncontroversial ways, of course.
"Yo Danny, also here?" Jason grinned as he was led into the same cell the teen was in a week later.
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Kifaji: Ah, Miss Yuu, may I trouble you for a moment?
Yuu, packing up her bags and sighs: Sure...
Kifaji: I've been made aware of my behavior towards you during your stay here in Sunset Savanna. I'm sorry for what my harsh words have caused.
Yuu: ... That's it?
Kifaji: Excuse me?
Yuu, slams her suitcase close: What about all the time you put down Leona in front of us? Or how you blamed him for that shit the other teams was doing during Bead Brawl? Something that wasn't even his fucking fault.
Kifaji: I implore you to watch you language.
Yuu, eyes narrow: Fuck you, watch how you treat people, even your own prince. *picks up stuff* I can see why he really never wants to come back home. If i had someone like you waiting back for me, I'd think of every excuse in the book if that meant I didn't get to go home. *turns to leave* Although, you look very angry with me right now. Almost like you wanna ask a question.
Kifaji, takes a deep breath: How did he know about the substitution team member and how did you move so effortlessly to handle that situation?
Yuu: Cheka loves his "Unca" Leona and his "Auntie" Yuu, he told me while I was spending time with him. Two, I told Leona and he trained me himself to make sure I was ready for the match. The prince is not as lazy as you make him out to be, Kifaji. You would know this if you give him a chance to show it. I honestly hope we never meet again. *Leaves the room*
Leona, heard everything as he waited outside: Yuu.
Yuu: Hmm?
Leona, hugs her tight and buries his face in her shoulder: ...Thank you.
Yuu, returns the hug: You're welcome.
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Eddie, in the middle of a live-stream: Hey, Stevie. I was thinking about something you said the other day and I’ve got a question
Steve: …Oh-kay?
Eddie: The other day you said that your parents used to make you go to benefit dinners with the mayor, right? Mayor Kline?
Steve: Um, yeah? I think. They were donors. They campaigned for him.
Eddie: Uh-huh. That’s what I thought.
Eddie: So.
Eddie: Your parents helped fund you being drugged and tortured by Russians.
Steve:
Steve, taking all this in: Huh.
Eddie: Huh, indeed.
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