#real comfort

[cronchy-baguette]

I promise

[chubby-bun-bun]

Thirty minutes into the auction, and he’s already tapping a vexed finger against the velvet armrest.

A vibration in the pocket of his dress slacks draws an irritated sigh. Without so much as glancing at the screen, he raises the phone to his ear. “Speak.”

“Sy?”

He pauses, a brow arching slightly at the familiar voice. “Miss Hunter,” he says, pleased, teasing. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

You don’t respond. He leans forward slightly, brows knitting together.

“Sweetheart?” he tries again.

“Can you pick me up?”

There’s no edge to your voice, no trace of the mischief that usually kicks off your calls. With him, you’re never the polished hunter they all know—always a little brash, a little demanding. But now, your words come quiet, empty.

He doesn’t miss a beat.

Rising to his feet, he shrugs on his coat. The wide-eyed stares of the auction organizers go unnoticed as he strides toward the exit, each step steady and deliberate.

“I’m on my way.”

other works

[mysticalfg]

Saw fanart of gale in a robe n went mildly feral, possibly

[stuckupinmymind]

"Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life."

– Mark Twain

[totalincandescense]

Im tired of them

[morganmnemonic]

I can't stop thinking about the relationship between Jon and Helen as perhaps one of the most important ones in the entire show. They are narrative parallels for each other, and they both know it. They've both known it from the very start!

Helen walks into the Archives, paranoid, unsure of who to trust, and Jon sees himself in her. And he thinks "If i can help her, maybe there's hope for me too." Then he can't save her. The next time they meet, she's a monster. They're both monsters. There was never any other way their stories could have gone, their fates entwined from the very start.

And Helen answers his original thought with one of her own: "Maybe if we can help each other, there's hope for us both." But Jon looks at her and sees everything that he fears becoming, and so he turns her away, and refuses to accept that their stories are still one and the same.

Helen went to the last person who was ever kind to her, the only person who both knew her as a human and had the context to understand what she'd become, and he hated her. He hated her because he liked Helen, and told her that she couldn't be Helen.

So she stopped trying to be Helen, and embraced being a monster. Reveled in it even. Then Jon wakes up from a six month coma, more monster than person, and tries so hard to cling to the things that mattered to him when he was human. Even with no support, even with the entire archives staff against him, he chooses humanity and compassion over and over again.

And this is a direct threat to Helen's world view. Their stories are entwined. If Jon can continue to be a person even after everything he's been through, then she could have clung to her humanity too, if only she'd tried a little harder. And that terrifies her! She wants to conceptualize herself as someone who was completely overwhelmed by forces beyond her control, who never had a choice but to become a monster. She want's to be an innocent victim. But Jon argues with his actions that they'd both had choices.

And, Jon, in turn, holds out hope that she might make better choices until the very end.

This is the conflict between them for all of season 4 and 5. Jon wants to prove that they can both be decent people, and Helen wants to prove that they were never going to be anything but monsters. This is why she's so devoted to trying to goad Jon into enjoying his newfound godhood. She knows that they are the same, and wants that to mean that he has a spark of evil inside of him, and not that she was always capable of doing good.

When Jon kills her, she loses her life, but wins the argument. Helen is nothing but a dangerous monster who needs to be killed for the good of everyone, and in the moment he decides that, Jon dooms himself to the same fate. Their stories are one and the same. "If i can help her, maybe there's hope for me too." he thought. But he couldn't help her, refused to, even, in the one moment when it actually mattered. And thus, there was never hope for him.

[orykorioart]

Can we all take a moment to appreciate Grendan’s fashion growth journey?

Queen of having fun w their gender. He can do whatever he wants forever

[onnie-giri]

best bros here to save the world (through volleyball <3)

[victarin]

i will like forever stand by the fact that self-insert art is good and helpful honestly. call it cringe or whtever but at the end of the day you need to realize that drawing yourself or writing yourself into your favorite media that makes you happy can be incredibly healing. there is seriously nothing wrong with wanting to experience a bit of a reality in which u live a life that is with your favorite character ever even if its "weird" cuz honestly who the fuck cares. make urself happy. let yourself have that singular pleasure of imagining yourself with someone or something that brings you comfort outside of this world that is not nearly as kind

[dekuboya]

Almost forgot to post these here,, umm this is so self indulgent but I super super love the idea of Jon and Martin being parents,, it brings me so much joy I hav read like every jonmartin kidfic to exist some of them multiples times like what if they built a family together 😫😫😫😫💕💕💕💕🏳️‍⚧️✊

[ayilings]

they get groceries and krill someone

based on this meme

[lucabyte]

On autonomy, and what it means to be Obliged to Help.

Bonus:

[mrsandman42069]

[superbat-love]

Clark knew he was being irrational. After all, the man he felt so conflicted about was none other than himself. Could you really be jealous of your own future self? Yet, every time his older self treated Batman with such tenderness—holding open doors, guiding him by the hand up the spaceship ramp, or walking protectively by his side—Clark couldn't help but grit his teeth. As long as Bruce needed something, even things that were within his reach, the older Superman would be there in a second with the items at hand.

What made it worse was that Batman said nothing, calmly accepting it, when he would have snapped at Clark for even trying the same. Maybe Bruce had a thing for older men?

Later, as Clark poked sulkily at his dinner and grumbled about it, Bruce gave him a long, thoughtful look before sighing. "It was obvious to me that your older self has recently lost someone very dear to him. His movements were very natural, like he’s used to doing all these gestures for that person. Letting him do this—it's his way of finding comfort, Clark."

[theoldkyokodied]

Aaaaand more very quick stream doodles. This one shot was so fun to watch, it’s so sad that it had to end already. But oh well, let’s not dwell on that and let’s enjoy the good time we had, like disguised tiefling gale being both Karlachs and astarions type, wyll and gale having a spa day, bing bong in general (rip king, you will be missed), and of course the 8 strength fight for magic items <3 thanks to the cast for the chaos, I enjoyed it thoroughly

[rev-xce]

"until the celebration of rebirth is torn to pieces crawling through heaven at night!"