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[aquamarena-skies]

I'm rewatching the BSD anime again and just hit around episodes 9-10 ish and I've had a thought.

The fact the agency were even contemplating not helping Atsushi when he got kidnapped is already pretty awful, but if they actually didn't help him, what the hell would they have said to Dazai when he got back?? "Oh the orphan you befriended and just risked your life for? Yeah we didn't care enough to go get him, hes probably in another country now. Sorry lol"

Like, despite his reputation for being cold, I find it hard to believe Dazai would just be all "damn, oh well" after being informed that the organization he joined *specifically* to save people (at Oda's request mind you) just up and abandoned the kid he just took in. Like. Sure, he's not some moral pillar, far from it, but he clearly genuinely does care about Atsushi. He just risked a lot to get into the mafia HQ and find out who placed that bounty. and then everyone else in the organization whose supposed to be so moral and good leaves him to rot ? I do not think he would be pleased.

[armadillorollup]

in honour of wolvie returning to the big screen here's a fond childhood memory

[panakina]

I refuse to believe that Bruce Wayne, a man in his fifties who took up martial arts in his twenties, who has had at least one serious spinal injury and countless other injuries, is in anyway comparable to the adult robins, who have been training and conditioning since their early teens if not earlier and are all in their prime.

[1-7776]

This is makign me sick why are the devs taking off his hat every frame and putting it back just to do it again for the rest of his life. do you think its funny? you sickos you freaks leave him alone you dont deserve him

[doomedclockworkdotmp3]

his therapist woulda had a field day at their next appointment

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[an-established-butt-dent]

I'm a bald Solas lover I swear!!!!

—> Process video under the cut because of flash warning.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

why aren't there more mysteries that take place in nursing homes & retirement communities. i want to watch a group of deranged retirees-cum-amateur-detectives combine their powers of:

decades of life experience

boredom-fueled busybody shamelessness

access to the most gossipy next-door-neighbors in existence

"I am too old to be arrested and/or give a shit" attitude

and solve crimes. this should be an enormous subgenre.

[natashowlet]

Miguel O’Hara icons

[emrysmoss]

Can you guys believe that some of the most influential early screenwriters and directors had to sneak queer subtext into popular media for so long that it seeped into straight screenwriters’ subconscious baseline for writing compelling characters and plot, thus, accidentally creating the the gayest non-gay television show to ever exist and that show is called BBC Merlin

[digitalmyyth]

“Does this duckbill make me look fat?” hit with the Human Perry beam.

The plot of this episode would have to change so much and I haven’t thought about any of that BUT I just think putting them in a Freaky Friday situation is funny

[ectonurites]

bro... we ARE kissing right now...

[the thrilling conclusion where they ACTUALLY kiss under the mistletoe. it genuinely only occurred to me now, years later, that i never actually did art of that sdgfdhfh]

[part one] [part two]

[hawkeyeqierce]

those fucking muppets could fucking never

[bluerosefox]

Uncle Damian Mode ACTIVATE

Twins Danny and Damian but! They both know where the other is (Damian going to Bruce and Danny being sent to the Fentons on a mission at a young age), has kept in touch and all that.

They just...never got around to telling anyone about the other.

That is until Danny comes interrupting Damian on patrol one night in a panic, pushes a bundle into his arms and hurriedly says "Read our texts! It'll explain! I gotta go, got a fruitloop on my tail! Be back when I can!"

And rushes off. When Damian looks down at the bundle in his arm, ignoring the yelling on comms and Nightwing rushing over, he is stunned to see a almost identical face to that of his brother staring back at him, only he can tell its female from the more delicate features.

When he later reads the texts his brother sent during his patrol... well he's tempted to go fruitloop hunting but he has a niece to take of... and inform his father of his granddaughter he's currently holding.

[vaguely-concerned]

the strength it must have taken for illario to not immediately go full 'lmao since when have you even had a kiss hello lucanis' sibling violence mode during the café talk. inspirational. rook and lucanis really were doing all that right in front of his salad huh

[aithusarosekiller]

Giving the black brothers the authentic sibling experience:

Sirius: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Regulus: having a drink...?

Sirius, taking the glass off him and guiding him to a seat: you've already had two, you're way too young to be drinking this much, your liver will up and leave your goddamn body

Regulus: you were doing this at fourteen, I am quite literally twenty

Sirius, convinced he's still thirteen: ......I don't think you are, Lulu

Regulus: firstly, that stupid name has been overused since we were ten, secondly, you're twenty-two, so do the maths.

Sirius: *calls narcissa* important question, how old is regs

Narcissa: twenty

Sirius: *staring at him in horror* ew