#hes unhinged

[4lexnilsen]

this rebellion has desensitized alex to a certain point,  but as abilene’s fingers linger tangled in the fabric of his jumpsuit,  he realizes that he’s anything but numb when he’s with her.   she has a way of reminding him what truly matters —   the two of them,  their family.   and he worries about her,  doesn’t want to scar her more than she’s already been scarred by trying to extract information from her,  and what for?   to avenge her,  of course…   but there’s a different underlying motive to his actions,  even if he refuses to admit it to himself.   

part of his motivation is deeply rooted in trauma and this burning desire for retributive justice,  rather than in pure,  unbridled love.   after years of experiencing the capitol’s brutal oppression and being forced to kill other children,  he just wants them to feel the same terror and loss that the people from the districts have endured.   making capitol citizens’ offsprings suffer in the same arena sounds like a form of brutal albeit poetic justice and speaks to his most primal needs.   and when it comes to those men who’d hurt his wife,  of course,  he wants to ensure no other person will ever suffer from their hands but…   he also just wants to make them suffer.   

“i’m right here,  baby.”   his moral compass might be struggling to find direction,  but he knows her,  knows that right now,  she needs an anchor,  something solid and unchanging —   and wants to be that for her.   “and i promise to come back to you and take you and the boys home once this is all over,  okay?   i just need a few more days.   no one else will get hurt.   and if even they do…   none of them is innocent,  abi.   there’s blood on every capitol citizen’s hands,  whether they like to admit it or not.”   the mutt attack has clearly done more than just physically wound her.   it seems to have reopened every raw,  unhealed wound from the past.   and now,  here they are,  on the verge of something that could either break her completely or help her begin to heal.   if he hunts down those men,  they’ll be free and happy again,  right?   right?   

“i love you so much,  abi.   andi just want to protect you.”   no matter the cost.   her grip on his jumpsuit loosens,  dainty fingers slowly intertwining with his,  and the intimacy of the gesture isn’t lost on him.   this isn’t about romance or desire.   this is all about trust.   about survival.   about finding a way forward and out of this nightmare when the path seems so impossibly perilous.   he,  too,  fears the future and what exactly it holds for them,  but can’t let her see it.   “ten.   that’s where we’ll go then.   and what will we do there?   do you want to have a ranch?   a little farm?   full of strawberry patches?”   he inquires,  trying to distract her from whatever worries might be clouding her mind.

abilene's heart was torn . she hated feeling like this , feeling selfish and pitiful . she was scared , and not in the same way she had been before . when she was sixteen , she was scared of losing her brother or of dying some horrible way in front of the masses . after the games she was scared to disobey some part of her believing that if she fawned like a frightened dog and submitted to everything that she would be okay , that her family would be okay . she was afraid of dying during the quell , afraid that she'd be forgotten about and discarded . . . but this was a new kind of fear .

she was scared of the future . the past couple months with alex and the boys in the bunker had felt something close to normal . when alex's arms were around her or when the boys were there it almost felt like what she dreamed her life of being : safe and something close to happy . alex's jumpsuit was still tight in her fist and she saw his hands squeezing at his sides . she was afraid of losing him , afraid that if there was to be another game with capitol children the cycle would start anew , afraid that one day their children or grandchildren or great-grandchildren would be called to the podium like she was .

then , as if he knew that her thoughts were getting away from her , alex sat beside her again . his large hand was wrapped around hers and though his jumpsuit was still tightly wound between her fingers her grip loosened . the familiar warmth and pressure of his hand , the roughness of the callouses she knew well , helped to calm her pounding heart and keep it from shattering against her ribs with each pump .

he was right , even though abilene wished that he wasn't . she felt shame , such shame , around those men . she didn't want to speak their names or talk about any of it , because that would make it all real somehow and abilene couldn't deal with that . she couldn't come to terms with it . she blamed herself for participating when , as alex had gently pointed out numerous times over the past few days , it wasn't her fault .

she turned her head down , her forehead moving from his as she drew in a shuddering breath . she didn't want them to hurt anyone else . ❛ we could go to ten . ❜ she said , her voice hoarse . slowly her grip loosened on his jumpsuit . slowly her hand turned to grasp his and draw their hands into her lap . her stomach was tying itself into knots and she felt fear rise up in her throat with each moment . abilene's eyes looked towards her their hands tangled up on her lap and she squeezed his .

❛ if i tell you their names . . . ❜ abilene hesitated and squeezed her eyes tightly shut . her throat felt raw , like the fear and sadness was clawing up her neck and suffocating her . ❛ do you promise that they won't hurt anyone else ? do you promise that we'll go home as soon as we can ? ❜

[lizardpersonyknow]

YES Tim Drake is unhinged

YES he found Batman in the garbage

YES he did run over ras al ghuls men with a giant penny the first time he met ras

YES ras now wants Tim as his heir/wants Tim's DNA to make an heir

What isn't clicking????

[delulupop]

What do you think he’s telling her?

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I made a good handful of girl dad Astarion sketches so let the good times roll.

I couldn’t think of what to put as the quote because I’m posting this very late at night and should be sleeping but this game owns me now 🤪 so it’s a free-for-all. What would Astarion be pointing at and telling his child?

[ev-enhotterthanyou]

Barty's the kind of insane to when he gets a cut he licks the blood and calls it 'recycling'

[islanddboyy]

SCAR NO

[feraltwinkseb]

Pierre Gasly on the Grand Canal at the Venetian Hotel November 15, 2023 - Las Vegas, Nevada, USA Source: James Moy/Alamy Live News

[sybersepticeye]

hes watching

[braverytattoos]

ok harry sang sweet creature ok so how about next show he sings 18, then next its home, then how about next if i could fly, then maybe after that they dont know about us as the finale????????????????

[huechoi]

"Totally nose bag that bitch" okay Lester.

[highly-radioactive-nerd]

Not to be a faggot but I literally need to be happily married to that baking twink on tiktok/youtube

[taenuviel]

WHAT THE FUCK IS TAEMIN DOING

[notrobinsomethingworse]

Dick (Nightwing) and Jason (Robin) stare at Bruce. One sports pleading eyes, the other a shit eating grin. There’s a child between them with black hair and blue eyes.

Bruce, he doesn’t know what’s happening but he doesn’t like it: No.

Dick, grinning: He’s our younger brother now.

Jason, nodding seriously: You’re not gonna take him from us.

Tim, got kidnapped while taking photos of patrol, just happy to be there: Where’s the Batcave?

Bruce: what.

Dick, grinning wider: He’s ours now.

[a-a-lost-munchkin]

I Can’t Help But Wonder

Odysseus, who just violently and mercilessly murdered 108 or so men, who claims in the next song that he’s no longer a kind or gentle man, actively listens to Telemachus and kindly and gently responds to everything his son’s expressed.

Telemachus asks, “Am I like you? Am I strong like you? Will you embrace me? Will you love and accept me as yours?” He says, “I’ve felt so alone.”

And Odysseus claims him in a heartbeat, answering, “My son. My boy. My sweetest joy I’ve ever known. I embraced you twenty years ago. I’d do the impossible for you. I’d die for you.” He says, “Seeing the men here today, I can only wonder what you’ve been through for twenty years. My son, you’re already strong. You’re my own. You’re not alone. I’m home.”

And then they fucking embrace.

[blabberoo]

"You have 72 hours."

Left alone in the consequences of his obsession, he let desperation get hold of his intellect and come up with a plan. For the world. For himself.

[thebabygronckle]

hey so i Fully Believe that telemachus was not afraid of odysseus in Hold Them Down

people may have told him stories of Odysseus, King of Ithaca, Athena's chosen Champion, Hero of Troy

but mama's boy telemachus sat by her feet as she wove tapestry after tapestry; and penelope told her little wolf stories of his father

how they met, how he tripped over himself to woo her, how he cried his eyes out when penelope became pregnant, how telemachus wouldn't sleep in his cot as a baby because he was so used to being in his father's arms because odysseus would not put him down; and yes, how viciously he defended their family when the atrides came to retrieve him for the war

telemachus? the child of the Unhinged Power Couple? who knew very well how horrible those suitors were, how they treated him and spoke of his mother?

took one look at his dad viciously protecting their home, their family, and thought he was the coolest, strongest person ever (after mom ofc)

[pine-dexter]

“I tried to fly like a bird but instead I broke my arm. You’ll need to bring me to the hospital.” Glitterxtwin

"Oh, Mabel! Are you alright? What happened? What hurts? Are you sure it's broken?" He inspects her arm, worriedly before looking her in the eyes.

"But no hospital. We don't trust doctors, Sweetie. Western medicine is years behind and entrenched in government involvement. I'll fix it up in the lab!"