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[jackiesarch]

— UQUIZ DOUBLE FEATURE

tagged by @corvosattano to run some awful children through these uquizes. my favorite nightmares, on display for you here, macy.

tagging @unholymilf @adelaidedrubman @shallow-gravy @chuckhansen @leviiackrman @queennymeria @risingsh0t @loriane-elmuerto @confidentandgood @roofgeese @shellibisshe @nightbloodbix @florbelles @indorilnerevarine and anyone else who wants to play!

— THE SUPPORTER

oh gentle comrade, you know what it takes to make others shine. you live your life assisting others to reach their goals, but many say you are lackluster and unnecessary. but alas, do we need the stars any less for their dim light helps the moon glow brighter! you are warm inside and out, perhaps made of sunshine one might ask? but I can see you are as weary and worn as the hero you so desperately cling to. your purpose is to serve? Is it not? it's those moments of undying loyalty that make your bones ring true with honor. "I am right beside you," you whisper, for unlike the ones who lie through their teeth you will be with your ally through joy, through heart ache, through death. it is a difficult thing to gain your trust back if one has shattered it though, you are forgiving yes? you give many chances, but alas, one can only look away from a wrong doing so long. you can't exactly turn your other cheek as once wrings a blade through your middle. you are made of a steadfast heartbeat and a tired, knowing smile. you bring solace to the aching, and comfort to the wronged. but what happens when your protagonist loses? what happens when your valiant heroes fail you? will you pick up a sword and vanquish their enemy or will you wait patiently for yet another savior to appear and save the day? one must live long enough to see their heroes die. but are you brave enough to take their place? the only strings that bind you to your oaths of subservience are your own doubts. "am I good enough?" they whisper in your ears. you answer that yourself love. for the only difference between the paladin and the stable boy are mettle. it is not the question of can you be a hero. it is simply, will you be?

THE LATE NIGHT TALK

Oh. you figure it out when you realize just how vulnerable they are willing to be with you. it isn't everybody who could or would stay up talking into the night with you, not with such affection or easy familiarity. it isn't everybody who is so understanding of you. it isn't everybody who could bare their soul to you in return. that kind of intimacy... it means deep foundations. it means comfort. it means trust. maybe it's a secret, maybe it's a story, maybe it's something you just never thought of before -- but they say something, late at night, and you realize all at once how remarkable they are, and how special it is to exist in the same time and space as them. "oh" indeed.

— THE RISING UNDERDOG

why hello again dearie, I see you managed to help those frogs those children were kicking, hm? oh how much I can emphasize we are but the ghosts of our childhood passions. and, unsurprising enough, the hero to the trodden little creatures of the earth is now a rising golden savior to the masses. oh love, I said you'd go far, didn't I. for the good always prevail in the end, somehow, they do. you lived a difficult life, I know, but you never let that get you down. you took beatings with a grin, and dished back kindness in return. inequality and injustice made you outaged, and you strove to assist the hurting and abused. oh shining dragon, you are bathed in golden light. please keep being true. you have tasted blood and death, but you refused to force it down the throats of others. and that alone proves there is inchor in your veins, demigod. you will be struggling until the very end, battling for your comrades, your people, and yourself. never lose sight of your goal my dear. sometimes you needn't have one, except see the good, and protect it. that is all my advice can tell you. I implore, protect the goodness in yourself with everything you have, but never refuse to share it also. young hero, you are growing. you are destined for wonders even I may not live long enough to encounter. keep up the good work, and keep your head held high. you are bound to do the impossible, all because you see the truth. there is good in the world, and it deserves to be found.

— THE KISS

you typically wait until the last second to believe the truth--because it would destroy you to believe it, and then find out it was a lie. you are someone who has never wanted to want, but has rarely been able to do anything else. the idea that you might have to break down your walls for the sake of someone else, someone who could easily decide they don't like what is on the other side, is harrowing. why let people get close enough to be rejected? you are enough for yourself. and you tell yourself that every time you catch yourself staring at their mouth, smirking at their joke, finding a reason to flick their shoulder. until the kiss. that's when the flood of want, want, want bowls over you and you realize that you are torn between two ways of living. Oh, you think. because despite how complicated you have made it, the moment you kiss, somehow, things seem incredibly simple. they won't be once you start thinking again, but for now, for this moment, you live in the quiet peace of revelation. Oh.

— THE ANTIHERO

ah yes, hello edge lord. it is lovely to see you again. you my dear, are the incarnation of duality, and you might think of claws and venom mixed with grace but alas, nothing near as poetic. you my friend, are mixture of what is seen as right, and what is questioned. you follow the path of your own two feet, you know the twists and turns of life's forests quite well if I do say so myself. and you can meander along them wonderfully. you strive to stay true to a certain sense of principles you might call your code, but whereas in reality, those would be your morals. people tend to see you as strange. sharp edged and glinting you hide behind a cloak of chain mail but really you just prefer to show off your imperfections first. unlike many who scramble to make it as if their flaws never existed, you proudly raise yours up. saying, "this is me, this is the worst of me, now you know what to expect." and might I say, it is quite an intriguing mindset, for truth be told, the ones that love your spikes and craters are the ones who appreciate your softness the most. you wish not to be loved as something lovable, but as a monster. for aren't we all just beasts in human skin? you are brave, but you are lonely. you know quite well how to scare off most, making even the heroes with the boldest bravado creep away with their tails between their legs. you are not a villian, sometimes you play the part a bit too well. but nevertheless you are no hero either. you put yourself first, but if one wins your trust then may the gods have mercy on those who might wrong them. you long to be a poetic mess of sorts, and well, if the ink sets in long enough you might just become that sooner or later. but for one who is so dead set on truth you sure do hide a lot don't you? please, step out of the shadows, there is a difference to not making your flaws visible and to simply acting as if you're the most despicable person in all the realms. it's because you're afraid of attachment is it not? well let me tell you a little secret, everyone is. you say you wish to be left alone for eternity but than why are you craving connection. you wish to be known and understood truly, but you snarl and push the ones that might be trying away. please little wolf, accept you are lovable. you are not some ravenous beast that terrifies the multitudes, sure, you are not for the faint of heart but that does not make you an inkling less perfect as you are. young antihero, step into the sun. you would do better actually reaching for the things you want rather than pining for them in the darkness.

— THE MISSED OPPORTUNITY

this one comes with a pang. it is the wrinkled brow of something unpleasant sinking in. they've left to find some new adventure. or they've met someone else. and you have only just begun to understand their true importance to you. you watch them drift toward a future without you, and in that stark numbness of their absence, it hits you. Oh. oh, you want them close. you hopelessly, selfishly want them all to yourself. you'll support them no matter what, but you don't want them to want a future that doesn't involve you. you want them to read the near-invisible signs of your love and decide to take a chance on you. you never want to say that you *used* to know each other. so what are you going to do?

—THE FALLEN PRODIGY

hello old friend, it's been a while hasn't it? I remember when you were just a child, gape-smiled and beaming like the sun. where have you laid your youth to rest my love? is it buried beside your heart perhaps? I know how deeply life has wounded you, it took away everything, didn't it? oh poor soul, you held onto happiness with bloody, shaking hands but still fate ripped even that away from you. your past lovers are dead or did some betray you? turning away in fear of what they once admired. your comrades have been slain, or their priorities shifted. I've heard you too have changed your way of thought. the people fear you know, do they normally cower at the sound of your name? ah don't fret, that makes two of us. the masses tend to despise the things they do not have the will to comprehend. the villian finds sympathy for you don't they, well I could have seen that from a mile away. you two are the oldest friends, you made a deal with them correct? to save your late love, they tried to hold their end of the bargain, really, but I fear you are cursed to forever be despondent. oh what a sad and miserable life without love. is that why you chase loneliness? for is it truly a life of sorrow if you yourself has chosen it? but don't become bitter from the pain. trust when I say I have seen wounds unfold a man, turning the gentlest spirits into seething beasts. please, keep seeking love, even if it seems you are forbidden from it. you are the master of your own fate, I see how tired you are. the scars never healed, they twist and wrap around your entire person. your eyes are dark and lifeless, rest. but keep fighting, not with the sword you have forsaken so long ago, but with your heart. I'll be rooting for you my friend.

— THE EMERGENCY

something goes wrong. there's urgency. everything gets turned upside down, and you have to grab for the things that matter most-- Oh. suddenly, there's perspective, and at the worst possible moment, the moment when there is so much else going on, you realize that you have been breathless with want for so, so long. you want everyone to be safe, but please, please, you want them to be safe. you want everything to be okay so that you can have another chance to get things right. a chance to start over. and everything will be okay, of course, because you've made it through bad moments before, and that foundation of trust is there, even if you've never quite acknowledged it to its full potential. you trust them. you need them. Oh.

[skywerse]

brothers

[faggotstump]

Is anyone else backsliding to where they started from or is it just me and the guy from twenty one pilots

[euko-going-insane]

F1 family tree, once again. Digital version this time.

Note: in the end of the day, they are not related, so no incest, okay? Thanks

Note n.2: This is my magnum opus and your daily Bearnelli propaganda.

[fangirls-just-want-to-have-fun]

Marty McFly truly is THE character of all time.

He's a short king. He's a time traveler. He's an expert skateboarder. He is one of the clumsiest people you've ever met. He's bisexual. He has exactly two friends. He has altered the course of history on more than one occasion. He is traumatized beyond belief. He is genuinely a kind person. He's been shot at by Libyan terrorists. He plays the guitar. His impulse control is nonexistent. He loves his girlfriend more than anyone or anything else in his life. He's a loser. He has so much rizz that it makes any actor who plays him 50% hotter. He's named after himself. His watch is broken. His best friend is a disgraced nuclear physicist who is at least four times his age. He exists in a perpetual state of confusion. He went back in time and fucked around just enough to fix and improve the lives of his entire family. His thoughts run at a mile a minute. He does not have a single thought behind those eyes. He saved himself from being erased from existence by playing the guitar. He accidentally pulled his own mom and dad. He is literally played by Michael J. Fox.

Ngl Robert Zemeckis really cooked with this one.

[blackbatcass]

listen I know it’s kind of corny and inaccurate to act like every single person in the dc universe knows each other and is besties but it IS endlessly funny to me to follow the web of connections and see how many degrees removed from each other everyone is.

like look at the arrowfam okay. ollie and dinah are together, ollie is homoerotic best friends with hal, dinah is homoerotic best friends with babs. roy is dating dick, has a kid with jade, and is basically an adoptive father to both grant emerson and rose wilson. connor is dating kyle and is constantly followed around by eddie fyers. mia is friends with a lot of the second gen teen titans kids, had an on-again-off-again thing going on with steph for a while, and is currently dating sienna. emiko is besties with courtney and some of the other recent teen titans. sin has a small army of protective aunts from the birds of prey. the real question is how far does it go before ollie puts a cap on the number of people who are invited to family brunch on sundays

[slythereen]

ollie's team waving and cheering for the parade 😭 ollie like "oh i see my team!" 😭 ollie not realizing they are on air already 😭 ollie smilely over charles giving him advice 😭 little baby colt 🤏

[britney-rosberg06]

anyway bearnelli in the Lestappen Ice Cream Shop AU based off @lestappenforever and @thearchercore’s headcanons/fic is RBR Junior Kimi being dragged to Milan by Max ‘for bonding!’ when really he’s just trying to show Charles this cute little Italian kid who’s a red bull driver and “see! you can be a fan now!!” while Kimi is just :)ing his way through the meeting while Charles and all the regulars lamenting how red bull has corrupted this perfect little tifoso

Charles has the bright idea of bringing out Lec Employee Ollie Bearman whom he swears can help “bring Kimi back to the light side” and Kimi just short circuits cause “Omg cute boy” and Charles just sends Ollie to sit with him and talk about Ferrari, the whole store just witnessing Kimi get more and more infatuated and realize that “oh no we created another one Enzo Forgive Us”

[kittykatninja321]

fanon often depicts Jason with the typical “you’re not my dad” type angst because that’s part of the stereotypical prodigal son and father dynamic people are used to, but when you look at canon Bruce has probably denied being Jason’s father more than Jason has denied being his son. Also, in pre-52 Jason is the one who reaches out to Bruce (even if his way of reaching out is objectively kinda insane) and in nu52 and beyond when Jason is in his redemption era he’s the one who’s doing all the compromising in their relationship

[lumiilys]

Dyou think that when Stede is sad or having a bad day he just stays quiet? The average person can’t tell he’s not doing good but Ed just knows. His jokes are less enthusiastic, he makes fewer silly comments, and he’s got this faraway look in his eyes. And Ed knows he’s gonna have to ask multiple times before he actually gets Stede to tell him what’s up cause Stede will always just go “yes I’m fine don’t worry just tired ☺️” at first. But eventually when whatever is bothering him comes out he’ll get to spend the rest of the day wrapped up in Ed’s arms.

[lunarharp]

uhh another modern au agott follow-up. They've gotten progressively sillier

[miscellaneoussmp]

MIKE AND OLLIE!!!!!!!!

[sinofwriting]

I've mentioned this before, but I've been thinking recently about drivers who knew of their wives before claiming/it not being spontaneous (so Charles and Ollie) and them preparing things for their wives/counting down to claiming. Maybe there's a few days between when they're informed/complete the paperwork and they get the all clear (even something so secretive/elite has bureaucratic procedurals lol). He gets some extra pillows for his hotel room, reserves two seats on the jet home, lays awake staring at the side of the bed his wife will soon occupy, and paces his driver's room between sessions wanting more than anything for her to be there to talk things over about the car, make everything better with just her presence, and ensure she's doing OK this weekend. Meanwhile your going about your life. No feeling of urgency, making appointments/reservations you'll never show up to (and will have to pay no show fines, rude), no idea that your "freedom"/life as you know it is on a timer with little remaining, feeling content in contrast to the man nearly salivating with desire to pluck you up and keep you. -🦢

Ollie is kind of like this, but his is much more spontaneous. Like he's been buying things but there all at home, waiting there for when he claims her.

Charles on the other hand... (under the cut cause I went on a ramble)

As soon as he realized she was the one, the one he wanted as his forever, he started buying things, saving an extra seat, asking for nicer more roomy hotel rooms. He upgrades his motorhome. The team just thinks that since he's getting just a bit older he wants more space.

Charles is watching her during the weekends, longing to just finally have her, to talk to her. It's all he thinks about, just getting to talk to her. To be near her, to feel her eyes on him.

He stares at the pillow on the other side, envisioning her laying there before he moves her onto his chest, pressing her close as possible as he breathes her in only for the pillow to come back into the focus.

He spends more time in his drivers room because he can see her in there, can see the fantasy of him coming out of the car, a little sweaty, opening the door and she greets him with open arms, lets him hug and cuddle her. Her fingers running through his hair before the fall to his neck and just gently rub, not wanting to actually do anything incase it hurts him. It's all he sees, it's boiling inside of him until finally it goes over the lip of the pot and Friday, May 17th, 2024 Charles tells the FIA official he's claiming his wife on Sunday. And really they were lucky that he gave them any notice at all.

[xavigab]

Fine, give me Ollie getting sent back to when felix called him out in the bar. He already went through everything and knows that if he had the chance he wouldn’t live that life again cuz in the end he was just a drug addict in a big house.

“Oh I’m sorry are you with a friend? :D” (expecting a no)

“Oh uh yeah I am, it was nice meeting you all haha”, the uncomfortable chuckle leaves him before he turns around and walks back to Michael.

And Felix is just like ?? What just happened ?? He’s never had anyone reject him, especially with the way Ollie was acting earlier with the bike.

oh and farleigh is just surprised, he thought he had Ollie all figured out. Ollie would have surely taken the opportunity to get in their group no ???

Michael is just kinda surprised Ollie stayed with him? He’s never had anyone choose him first so it felt nice.

(I Fell in love with Ewan Mitchell because of hotd and I was so happy that he was in saltburn haha)

Anyways he thinks it’ll be better to let Felix go now that he’s reliving it, he’s kinda trying to keep him at a distance but Felix kinda really wants to be friends (maybe he feels the string from the past life)

[masterbaiting]

the parasite

red mother, laurel radzieski / the thick of it (2005-2012) / the beggar, swans / the parasite, swans / ladybug found in transverse colon during colonoscopy / some guy on twitter in 2011 / wiktionary page for stoma / the thick of it 2x01 commentary / some article / peachy, missy higgins / various images of ophiocordyceps, cordyceps, and other insects

[varpusvaras]

Just wanted to say for the record that I am 100% here for every iteration of Oliver parenting/parent-in-lawing Jason that you can come up with. Seriously. I will read and love literally every single thing that you write in which Jason and Ollie have any kind of positive interaction and/or in which Ollie is an objectively better dad than Bruce, especially to Bruce’s own kids.

My biggest disappointment since getting into Jayroy as a ship has been the lack of good Oliver & Jason content. There’s so much potential there, both of the hilarious and angsty variety. (Second biggest disappointment is the lack of good Dinah & Jason content. Partly because I think they’d get along and partly because I feel like it would somehow translate to Jason in fishnets which is my ultimate dream.)

They're so important to me, I'm happy that you like it too! I was also missing having them interact in most of Jayroy content, so, you know, gotta do it yourself lmao. How Oliver has a worse reputation as a parent than many others (*cough Bruce cough*) is beyond me. Oliver and Jason are both interesting and enjoyable characters for me to write, and examining them and their potential dynamic is so so fun. It's also just very healing for me, to have someone come from such a dysfunctional life and dynamics in their home and see that you can truly get better and have other people in your life without having to constantly watch yourself and your every move so you don't get judged and condemned.

Also you had such a good timing, I just thought today that I need to ramp up with Dinah & Jason interactions. Dinah is such an important person to Roy, so it would make sense that she would be interacting with Jason a lot, too. So, gotta get with that too!