#oh this loss hurts

[omakosohc]

streets saying his infinity was off

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Good morning, Sleepyhead.

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[ghost-bxrd]

Just read the comic where Joker runs into Robin!Tim for the first time post Ethiopia and starts raging about “How are you back!? I killed you! I killed you! No matter, just gotta do it again then!”

And it got me thinking again about how similar Tim and Jason must have looked in costume and just—

(Look I’m not saying there was a part of Bruce that was comforted by having “Jason” close again but—-)

[azulhood]

Johnny 13 accidentally gains a brother.

He didn't plan for this to happen, it just did!

He was visiting his hometown, hanging around crime alley when a street rat tried to steal his bike having not noticed him.

The kid was in the middle of trying to Hotwire his bike when he couldn't help but comment. "It's the other wire, that one sets the alarm off."

"Thanks." The kid replied distractedly letting go of the slightly glowing green wire and reaching for the faintly glowing red wire.

A quiet pause.

The kid slowly turned his head so that he was looking into Johnny's eyes. "This is your bike, ain't it?" The kid asked having realised he wasn't alone.

Johnny smiled with maybe one too many teeth but luckily the kid didn't seem phased "Yep."

The kid nodded as if it was just his luck. "Ya gonna beat me up?"

"Nah, it's not like I ain't Hotwire my own fair share." He wasn't worried that the kid would steal his bike, and if the kid managed to pull it off the bike would just return to him.

"Come on kid, let's get something to eat." The kid narrowed his eyes in suspicion as Johnny walked away, that's fine, it was the kid's choice if he followed or not.

Curiosity and hunger seemed to win out as the kid fell in step beside him.

Johnny found the nearest bat burger (they weren't around when he was alive and not something he'd ever really get used to) and got a family meal with money he had 'burrowed' from the residents of Amity Park.

"Why you doing this?" The kid questioned after devouring three burgers and starting on his fourth.

Johnny shrugged. "Just know what it's like to go hungry is all." He didn't really know, maybe it was because the kid reminded him of himself or maybe it was just Phantom was rubbing off on him.

It was time for them to go their separate ways once the meal was finished and the few leftovers hidden away.

His bike was right where he left it "hey, kid. What's your name?" Johnny asked as he started the ignition.

The kid stared right into his eyes, like he was weighing Johnny's worth. "Jason."

"Jason Todd" The kid said it slow, like each word was a mistake.

Jason Todd,huh? Johnny committed it to memory. "Name's Johnny, kid." He gave back. "I'll see you around."

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After that it became a sort of habit to find the kid, buy him food and listen to whatever was happening in town, whenever he visited Gotham.

The other ghosts thought it was funny, one of them even jokingly said "welcome to parenthood."

But it didn't feel like Jason was his kid. It felt more like... Having a little brother.

Yeah, that was it.

One day Johnny rolled into Gotham with a crisp one hundred in his pocket, unknowingly donated by the Manson family, fullly intending on buying Jason some new clothes, probably a few books, and maybe a new lock pick set.

But he couldn't find him.

Johnny searched crime alley top to bottom, he checked the police headquarters, checked every bat burger, checked the docks.

He ignored the growing pit of worry that in his chest.

Johnny finally found Jason in a swanky mansion that was obviously owned by someone who could give plasmius a run for his money.

Jason, book worm that he was, was found sitting in the mansions library.

Really one of these days Johnny should introduce him to Ghostwriter, they'd get along great.

"Hey, kid."

Jason jumped and whatever book he was reading fell out of his hands.

He lit up once he saw who it was. "Johnny, you're here!" That excitement turned to fear and worry "You can't be here, what if you get caught?"

Johnny waved the kid's worry away. "Don't sweat it, nobody sees me if I don't want'em to." Then it was Johnny's turn to be concerned. "What happened, I couldn't find you in crime alley."

Jason's face went through a complicated range of emotions. "I got adopted by Bruce Wayne."

Johnny's eyes flashed, he knew the horror stories about adoption. "He treating you okay?" The man would never breathe again if he wasn't.

Seeing the possible murder scene, Jason eased his worries. "Yeah, he's fine, it's just a bit weird."

Homicide prevented for now.

Johnny took a seat across from the kid in a chair that was probably worth more then Johnny owned living or dead. "Alright, fill me in."

And Jason did.

Johnny learned about how he was caught stealing the wheels off the Batmobile (he couldn't tell if that was bravery or stupidity) by the Batman which somehow led to Bruce Wayne adopting him.

"I think his other kid doesn't like me much, but it ain't bad here." Jason said as he finished his story.

Johnny quietly nodded as he absorbed the information and thought about where to go from here.

He had planned on getting Jason a nice home (woulda offered his own haunt if the living could live in the ghost zone) preferably in Amity where he could meet everyone. (Kitty would love him)

Here Jason had the chance to never go hungry, get into good schools, always have what he needed.

This situation was...ideal.

Even if Johnny wasn't happy with it. "You happy here?" What mattered was that Jason was.

Jason visibly thought about it. "...Yeah...I am."

And the decision was made.

"You know you can come to me for anything, right? If you want to get out of here or just want someone to talk to." Johnny needed the kid to know that.

Jason rolled his eyes but replied. "Yeah, Johnny, I know."

So Johnny left reluctantly feeling like he was making a mistake somehow.

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Johnny was fighting Phantom with Kitty when he felt it.

He felt Jason die.

And Johnny s c r e a m e d

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He nearly tore apart the ghost zone in his search for Jason's ghost.

There was no way that Jason didn't form a ghost with the amount of time exposed to Johnny's ectoplasmic self.

Kitty helped him search, everyone helped him search, even Phantom.

But he couldn't find his little brother.

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Then he felt it.

He felt Jason come back to life.

He didn't know the details and he didn't care. All that mattered was that the kid was alive.

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He tried to search the living realm for the kid, which would have been made a ton easier if the GIW wasn't shooting at him every ten minutes.

At some point he gave up looking and waited instead.

Jason would find his way home to Gotham at some point, all Johnny had to do was wait.

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Johnny knew the second Jason stepped into the fair city of Gotham.

He broke many speeding limits and traffic laws on his way there but he didn't care.

Especially when he saw Jason on the streets, he looked different but Johnny would know that kid anywhere.

Johnny opened his mouth to call out.

But then Jason with him and his mouth snapped shut with a click.

There wasn't even a glimmer of recognition in Jason's eyes.

His brother didn't remember him.

[songofstrawhats]

Luffy Week Day 4- Emotion

One of the things I am most fascinated by in One Piece is the continuity between this small angry child, and the happy-go-lucky pirate he becomes.

I think it's all still in there, he just knows more now!!!

[herssian]

[i3utterflyeffect]

normally stoic victim is crying, panicking, a part of the rocket corp building has been destroyed, the employees are scattering

concurrently, alan is trying to figure out how to tell TDL not to touch firefox

GOD. YEAH....

[garrothromeave]

there are some nights i really do not like minecraft diaries. not because of what it is but because of what i lost. minecraft diaries s1… is very nostalgic, obviously, but it holds so much character and builds an exciting world for aphmau to explore. i love her learning about these places, her people, her friends. there’s so much love there. i lose a lot of this feeling post season 1, because after that, it loses a lot. everything aphmau has learnt is gone. the people i grew to love are there, but not really. it’s drastically changed. it makes me miss everything that season 1 was. sure she gets to explore new things and meet new people and explore existing relationships, but i genuinely don’t think it holds the same charm. i don’t think it was meant to, i’m just describing my own experiences with this feeling yk

i mean, i guess i can’t say i dont like minecraft diaries when i’m reminded of the joy of s1. but it gives me a strong sense of mourning. i miss the simplicity of it. i experience feelings of nostalgia for a world that i was never even in beyond viewing. it’s heartbreaking to me and maybe thats why i cant bring myself to rewatch early season 2 a lot of times. i still get joy out of the later seasons but damn it sucks when you’re reminded of how bright season 1 is compared to the rest and it really puts it into perspective for you

[crimeronan]

"i think i have a pretty good handle on the emotional landscape in this story even though i don't really relate myself to anything happening right now," i say, right before making myself grieve so hard i feel like i'm gonna throw up in this coffeeshop,

[berryblu-soda]

Anyways update i just didnt bother to post earlier:

fr God is good and the whole car crash my parents got into last week was so incredibly mild in terms of injuries!!!! worst was a bruised knee im pretty sure

ALSO-

*taps mic* HUG YOUR FREAKING LOVED ONES OR SO HELP ME!!!!!!!

[hamsamwich23]

By the way when I say people fear Mortimer it's cuz there's a big reason certain people are afraid of her. Judgment and Justice and Karma and Consequence all in one person given the title of god. People tend to be unable to handle the consequences that follow behind what they've done. And for the being that is Judgment to show them just how bad they were....It drives them mad. It makes them want to hurt. It makes them want to die ... The guilt is so heavy and their actions are irreversible. It drives them mad.

Mortimer is a being to be wary of whether she likes it or not. No one is above consequences.... including her own family

[hiddenpxpercuts]

@rainbowmuses [Magnus]

Alexander Gideon Lightwood, that certainly was a name. Finding his I.D in his pocket, a wallet, keys, and a badge. He was assuming he was some kind of cop with the badge but what was getting him was the runes on his skin. What in the hell was he into? Noticing the keys in his pocket, he looked for some kind of address and found one saved in his phone so he went there, unlocking the apartment door and looking around. Was this where he lived? Looking around, he saw himself in some of the pictures but he didn't recognize any of the people in those photos and it was giving him a headache trying to remember.

"What the fuck.." Alec mumbled and as he did, he heard a man say his name and he turned around, recognizing him from one of the photos. "Hey...I live here, right? I found these keys in my pocket and the address in my phone. When i got here, the keys worked so i just assumed that i do."

[whileyoureinschoolidothisallday]

in the name of all other black people, especially in light of everything, I hope mike tyson beats the brakes off that bitch

[wholelottawhump]

One of my favorite whump tropes for vampire whumpees is Oh No I'm Hurt and Not Healing Because I Need Blood and There's None Except My Human Friend/Lover/Caregiver. And they SWORE they'd never hurt them or take blood from them and their caregiver is begging them to drink because they're in danger and I Want to Help You. Then the vampire whumpee gives in and is consumed with guilt over it. They're healed and their human wasn't hurt too bad but they feel like a MONSTER. And human is just, I'd Do It a Thousand Times to Keep You Safe.

[the-descolada]

stupid angry personal rant because temporal memories are kicking my ass

kinda just spiking my own anger right now. it has been months and months but it's still so fucking astounding how horrible they were to me while fucking darvoing me and treating me like I was the one causing harm. some fucking emotionally manipulative self serving victimhood crap, rules for thee and not for me. bc if I made a misstep in a conversation it was immediate grounds for stopping viewing me as a complete person, and lashing out with delusional and unbelievably shitty assumptions based solely on their own insecurity and anxiety, and I had the audacity of not being a human doormat and emotional punching bag for them taking out whatever it was at the root of this on me and making me feel small, because I had no fucking idea anything was wrong until they started blowing up in the first place bc I'm not a mind reader

god forbid the person you used and hurt show any sign of being upset after you're careless with their feelings! clearly they're a threat! there is no implicit bias in this assumption whatsoever! keep treating them like shit until they make a conversational faux pas under the pressure of you coldly abandoning your friendship so you can verbally abuse them again and have an ex-post-facto justification to point to!

oh and if they bring up a promise you made based on your worry for your own capacity for unintentional projection and poor communication and gaslighting because you'd literally done it before, they're clearly comparing you to the person who did that to them before and you should definitely immediately go contact the person who whisper networked your transfem friend out of a community because they felt uncomfortable, all to satisfy your own insecurity that you might be a Bad Person and chase that innocence

what the FUCK is wrong with them. how does a person even consider behaving this way, it's fucking unthinkable. even before that decision their behavior was fucking textbook how to abuse and dispose of a transfem and that decision just cemented it with a complete violation of trust. It was goddamn abuse and I deserved better and I just have to live with this damage to my sense of connection and friendship

[dandyshucks]

that last post has nothing to do with what happened last night btw (<- BIGGEST LIE I'VE TOLD ALL YEAR). i definitely did not spend like half an hour thinking about what Guz would say if i told him about the situation, in an attempt avoid spiralling about it for any longer than i already had (a few hours had already gone into perseverating on the msg that person had sent by that point -_-). i was definitely really normal about it and did not cry bc i felt like i'd done smth wrong by just existing as a they/them in the world, even though i'd done my best to make myself more palatable to that group by saying they could use whatever pronouns if they/them was too difficult.... um. i think i need to grow a spine actually. 0-0;;