#narrator : it was not in fact fine

[notmoreflippingelves]

Actually going insane over the implications of Jason asking Dick to be the Robin to his Batman in Battle for the Cowl.

Like I initially took it at the purely surface-level of Jason wanting a partner in the general sense. Which made sense, it's a huge responsibility and a lonely one so an assistant/sidekick/partner seems a no-brainer if you can get one.

But then I really thought about it, because Jason is not asking Dick to be his partner in the general sense; he's not even asking Dick to be his Nightwing. He's asking Dick to be his Robin.

And they both know exactly what Jason means: "Be the light to my darkness. Be the smile to my scowl. Be the hope to my fear. "

He's saying "Be 'Robin'; be the embodiment of Love and Justice and Goodness. Be the exceptional person that you have always been. Be the slightly-less exceptional person that I was when I wore your colors. Be the person that I was in the process of becoming and might have been (or might still be), if only Joker hadn't clipped my wings."

He's saying "I am prepared to become vengeance, become the Night. And I will go further than Bruce ever dared to, because it is what is needed. I will be the necessary evil. But you don't have to be. If Batman is Gotham's curse, Robin has always been its blessing. I will be the brutal punishment to our world, and I am asking you to be its incandescent gift."

He's saying, "Be for me, what we were for Him. Be my anchor, my comfort, my hope. Remind me what it's all for, why it's all worth it. And remind yourself as well."

He's saying "Be 'Robin' again--for both of our sakes."

[thasorns]

[not-with-you-but-of-you]

If there was one more dance I'd want to go to in my whole life, it would be the Stars Hollow High prom. I'm getting tickets this week.

[jackdraw-spwrite]

Clockwork's explanation had been lacking many things, chief among them brevity and clarity. In fact, there had been so many words that they had congealed together into a putty-like mass of confusion in Danny's brain and stuck fast to the inside of his skull. He was pretty sure he had a headache.

"How can you only be pretty sure you have a headache?" asked Tucker as he handed Danny an ice pack.

"I think I might not have a head," said Danny. "Technically."

There was a rich and incredulous silence.

"Weren't you asking him for help on algebra homework?"

Danny only moaned.

[iceinherheart-kissonherlips]

“That old reflex never died; the little pang of Don't go, just stay. Settle over me like the tide, cover me like a blanket, wrap around me like the sun. 

Don't go, don't go, don't go.” [x]

[b3y0ndm3asur3]

do you ever think about how much loss hawk has experienced in his life? and how the only people he has left are marcus, frankie, and kimberly? and how so many of the people who have known him since he was a young man are now gone?

[hecatesbroom]

did I finally manage to write a brand new fic? I sure did!! with many, many thanks to the lovely @eeblouissant for inspiring me with these beautiful drawings of Blanche dipping Dorothy (and the incredibly sweet follow-up with Rose playing the piano, after our chat about this scene!!) I hope I managed to do it justice ;)

Summary

When Dorothy mentions she’s never been dipped before, Blanche and Rose decide to take matters in their own hands.

[swaps55]

How would Sam have changed if Hannah had been the parent to go missing?

You ask the BEST QUESTIONS. This is such a good one.

He'd have blamed his father. You let her go out there. You didn't protect her. You didn't let me protect her.

Sam was 15 and stubborn as hell. He wouldn't have let anyone convince him his version of the truth wasn't true at all. The epiphany he'd had after his father's disappearance - when Hannah didn't come for him - would never have happened. She would die a martyr's death in his eyes, and those rose colored glasses would be so hard to pull off. The estrangement that happened between him and his mother would instead happen between him and his father, and Daniel wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it.

You could even make the argument that Sam doesn't wind up as close to Anderson, as a result - Anderson was Daniel's friend, not Hannah's, and would be a lot less welcome in Sam's eyes - which could change the ENTIRE course of history. But for this mental exercise let's leave that piece out.

Nothing would change until Alchera.

Whatever Sam thinks of Daniel, it was Daniel who raised him. Daniel who patched up his skinned knees. Daniel who comforted him after a nightmare. Daniel who gave him the love and affection Hannah never did.

I think he still calls for Daniel in the end. I think when he winds up with Cerberus, his instinct is still to seek Daniel out, in the way you still want your parent when you're scared and alone, even if you have a poor relationship with them. Maybe it's not them you want, but what a parent SHOULD be.

Except in Sam's case, Daniel is that parent. Maybe he has time to think about it. Reassess the things he thinks he knows. Hell, if there was a time for self-reflection it's after you've been raised from the dead, right?

My guess is that before he goes through the Omega 4, Sam sends him a message. Tries to make amends. Maybe if I come back from this, we could...fix it. If you even want to. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't.

I think you probably know what Daniel's response would be to that. His love for that kid is unconditional.

And then Sam does come back. But Aratot happens, and Daniel isn't allowed to see him when Sam is in Alliance custody.

Then the reapers come. Sam knows nothing about where Daniel is, if he's alive at all, and it's not something he can let himself think about.

What if, when it's finally over, Kaidan's face isn't the first one he sees? Maybe it's a face he knows, but going on 18 years older than when he last saw it. Maybe those words his father told him before he boarded a shuttle to Ares all those years ago weren't a lie. Think of me whenever you're afraid. You'll never be alone, and in the aftermath of the fall of the reapers, when Sam was very alone and thought he'd die that way...he wasn't, and he didn't. Because his father came for him.

[zeroducks-2]

Baldur's Gate 3 Ending Spoilers Ahead :)

Okay why The Fuck can't we have a romance ending with the Emperor. Why THE FUCK NOT. WHY. THIS IS UNFAIR. LARIAN YOU ALLOWED ME TO FUCK THE GUY, YOU ALLOWED ME TO TRUST HIM AND BE THERE FOR HIM AND TURN INTO A MINDFLAYER MYSELF, AND THEN I CAN'T HAVE A ROMANCE ENDING? THE FUCK???

[writtenonreceipts]

"I'm fine," she says while eating mini chocolate chips out of her hands like she is a horse starved for grain and nourishment.

[chaosgenasi]

just finished listening to tinderbox. i'm different now

[ponytailcoby]

Me about the game tonight

[captsharonstark]

“I’m not going to lose…

“…control.”

[sapphicautistic]

My gf was listening to "White Blank Page" by Mumford and Sons and I once again told her that song is SO much better if it's gay.

She doesn't listen to the lyrics of songs but she's extremely good at literary analysis and this time she actually looked up the lyrics and has now come to the following conclusion: "It makes no sense if it's not gay."

My (objectively best) reading is this:

The narrator was in love with a guy who strung him along, never willing to be in a committed (or public) relationship with him and maybe insisting that it's extremely heterosexual "helping a bro out" sex, except in more intimate moments. Finally out of nowhere guy is suddenly committed to a woman and when Narrator confronted him, guy spat out homophobic vitriol and claimed he's not gay like the Narrator.

(For extra flavor imagine them as closeted, straight passing Midwestern flannel wearing, love-bonfires-and-camping guys who sat next to each other at church and elbowed and annoyed each other like best friends do and were each other's go-to source of emotional support! And then to suddenly shut Narrator out for the first time ever, by abruptly marrying a woman and insisting that he's always been straight and their relationship meant nothing...)

Here are the lyrics:

Can you lie next to her And give her your heart, your heart As well as your body? And can you lie next to her And confess your love, your love As well as your folly? And can you kneel before the king And say, "I'm clean! I'm clean!" ? But tell me now, where was my fault In loving you with my whole heart? Oh, tell me now, where was my fault In loving you with my whole heart? A white blank page and a swelling rage, rage You did not think When you sent me to the brink, to the brink You desired my attention But denied my affections, my affections So tell me now, where was my fault In loving you with my whole heart? Oh, tell me now, where was my fault In loving you with my whole heart? Lead me to the truth and I Will follow you with my whole life Oh, lead me to the truth and I Will follow you with my whole life

Why call multiple people "you" in a totally unclear way? Why would you claim that your female ex's new man can't love her AT ALL (not just as much as you did, AT ALL)? And invoking the judgment of God is so fucking tedious if you're just shaming your female ex for moving on or even cheating/getting with your friend. Also you look like a creepy asshole if you think a girl broke up with you for "loving her too much".

This song is tepid, badly written, and makes the narrator look like an asshole if it's NOT gay.

The gay reading is the ONLY compelling one.

[mmmatchasims]

Hibiscus: I'm fine, Midna. I'm sorry that I haven't been as good about texting or calling lately, but you're the ones that left town; not me.

Midnight: People leave, Hib. That's not an excuse to freeze us all out like this.

[wolfofswinter]

@dcviline asked: ❝ Aye, Sabitha shared more than my tent in the past. Why? Is this jealousy that I sense? ❞ (aly)

Cregan's   eyes   narrowed   slightly   at   Alys's   words,   a   flicker   of   surprise   crossing   his   face   before   he   settled   into   a   calm   demeanor.   He   leaned   back,   his   gaze   steady   on   her.   He   paused,   the   silence   hanging   between   them   for   a   moment.   "I   cannot   judge   what   one   does   or   who   they   do   before   certain   times.   The   past   is   not   my   concern.   But   I   must   know,   Alys—do   you   wish   to   still   share   more   than   a   tent   with   her   once   we   are   wed?"   His   expression   softened,   yet   there   was   a   firmness   in   his   eyes.  

It   was   best   to   speak   of   this   before   one   makes   promises   to   the   Old   Gods,   or   else   they   might   anger   the.   "I   admit,   I   am   a   jealous   man   at   the   prospect   of   sharing   my   wife   with   another,   whether   they   be   male   or   female.   But   I   will   respect   your   thoughts   on   this   matter.   I   only   ask   for   your   honesty."   If   she   wishes   so,   then   he   will   make   no   complains   and   let   her   have   company,   he   trusts   Sabitha   enough   to   know   she   would   not   hurt   Alys.