#screaming into my fist

[smittenskitten]

[bobfloydsbabe]

cause of death: this fucking guy

[oberynmartell]

ive actually collapsed to my knees

[knifeforkspooncup]

I'm literally gonna spontaneously combust look at him ahhhhhh

On the road to Season 3 - Day 87

Let me offer you a cute detective 🥰

Master post : here

[nya-vivi]

When I see canonically eastern african coded characters being characterized as mesoamerican by someone in the fandom: 😬😬😬

[qcomicsy]

I think a thing that people get wrong about Jason's anger is that it's not explosive.

It's cold. Jason isn't the type of person who storms off at every little thing or goes throwing tantrums and setting things on fire blindfully.

He's the type of person who's very practical. He keeps to himself, always. You rarely see issues where Jason's anger is reactive at the moment where the trigger happens to him. If you see his character up close, most of the time when he's triggered his reaction is calm. Even cold.

He gets triggered -> He keeps to himself → He makes a plan → And then he reacts.

Jason's anger being something explosive and out of character and out of place is actually how other people (characters) see it, because they have no idea on how it's playing out on Jason's head.

And that's a thing you can see operating since he was a child.

Where the only exceptions about this effect is either when someone he believes needs his help is involved.

See Nightwing Annual (2021)

But In Batman #411 when Jason learns the fact that Two-Face was responsible for his father's death and Bruce was keeping that from him as a secret his first reaction isn't to blow up on him.

Was to seethe.

Bruce goes up home after dealing with a Two-Face case (in my field we call that poetic irony) and asks Alfred where Jason is, Alfred's answer is that he's been sleeping all day (which is a conclusion that Alfred drew probably after going to check on Jason and seeing him in fact on his bed all day).

But when you see the next panel, even though he is on the bed, He's fully awake and both his expression and his body language shows that he's in fact angry.

This is the first time he appears again in the comics after learning that Two Face killed his dad.

Jason doesn't go towards Bruce immediately to demand an explanation or ask why he did this, or even to throw the truth on his face.

(Which could be debatable that that's something the Dick would usually do, but I'm not that literate on Dick's comics)

His reaction wasn't immediate.

His reaction was to go to his bed and stay quiet. Jason stayed calm and collected the whole trip until meeting Two Face again.

But the moment Jason as Robin has the opportunity to get his hands on Two-Face he does this

From Bruce, and maybe Alfred's perspective it could be interpreted as out of place or him storming off.

But it isn't. Jason was able to keep his cool (even though he shut off), until he was face a face to Two Face.

Does that mean he planned that to happen?

That's debatable, in any moment of this issue it is shown that Jason was actually planning to get to Two Face and do this. I my personal opinion, other and much more plausible explanation is: That he was in fact trying to keep to himself but couldn't hold back the moment that he saw his dad's murder.

You can see the same thing happening as Jason learns that Batman got another Robin in Red Hood: Lost Days.

Talia asks "You all right?" and Jason's first answer is "Sure Why Wouldn't I Be Alright?"

When he's alone he finally has the moment to break down.

(Actually both Red Hood: The lost days and Batman: Under the Red Hood are great case studies on how that usually play out on Jason's head.)

Jason is way more in control of his emotions than people ever give him credit for. The thing is that Jason holds it back until he either blows off or is capable to throw it back in someone's face.

[firefly-party]

FUCK 👏 YES 👏

Eddie gets to practice early and finds Steve sitting at the drum set instead of Gareth, drumming a familiar beat, Gareth using his good hand to clap a steady beat on his thigh to help Steve keep the rhythm.

Eddie's brain short circuits a little bit, seeing Steve sitting behind the drum kit, his arms flexing as he plays. It’s that oh moment that he always finds himself in, somehow still so surprised at how into Steve he is whenever something like this happens.

Gareth broke his arm skateboarding with Max and he said he knew someone who would be able to replace him during practice and shows while he heals up, but he didn't tell him it would be Steve fucking Harrington.

He can't believe Gareth wouldn't tell him this. That feels targeted.

He watches as Steve absolutely nails the ending of one of their songs and wonders what he did in a past life that would warrant this kind of torture—Steve is sweaty, his mouth open as he pants a little from the exertion.

Eddie’s not going to survive this.

“Hey, Eddie,” Steve calls over when he spots him still lingering by the garage door, oblivious to the turmoil going on inside Eddie right now.

“Hey,” he says weakly, a beat too late, his mouth incredibly dry.

read the rest of if devotion is a river, then i’m floating away here steddie | 6.4k | explicit

for @thefreakandthehair and @sidekick-hero, in anticipation of their drummer steve fic!

inspired by @firefly-party's drummer steve art

[wormspoor]

hey deck nine WHERE THE FUCK IS CHLOE?

with the announcement of double exposure I had to make some soft pricefield to calm the nerves. It didn’t work I am more worried now

[smittenskitten]

Do you remember when I asked you to let me honest with you?

[galactichoneybee92]

Not to sound like a boomer on main, because I love my phone- I do. But I really miss the day when I could hang out in public without having to hear everyone else's phones. I don't care if there are babies crying (because babies cry sometimes) or if other people are having conversations (because that's what people come to cafes and such to do) but hearing tinny little phone sounds blasting out loud out of their speakers drives me insane. I'm only in my 30's, why are you making me complain about how things were "back in my day" like I'm 80? Public phone noise is prematurely aging me. Send help.

[malk-with-tea]

@queruloustea's fanfic that makes two of us, then recently hit 100k words and I had to make a piece for such an occasion :) also chapter 26 is SO good and it makes me SCREAM

either way, please read the fic if you haven't- it's the best :}

(text-less version of this piece under the cut)

I love them

[dhmis-autism]

listened to The Bradys and thought about duck again you all know what that means

[mettywiththenotes]

Hori killed off the villain trio because he knew they would have screamed the stadium down in the second year sports festival cheering for their heroes

[moony-buckets]

Eclipses Nightmare

I feel bad for our dorito guys…

[am4zon]

Waylon, Waylon, Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann. Their faces are colorful swirls in her mind that Diana cannot shake into darkness. She remembers the ferocious nature of their attack, and despite her fierce love for them, there is no doubt about their intentions. And even as she begs for mercy for him, she cannot misremember how Waylon had attacked her, claws and teeth, every inch the monster the world claims him to be. Yet, Diana will never be able to assign such a cruel moniker to him, will never be able to twist his kindness into something of manipulation.

As for Barbara Ann.... oh, Barbara Ann... The memories are stopped before they begin by the gentle, but firm, brushing of Bruce's gloved hand against her cheek. She looks at him, then, for the first time on this horrific night. Diana looks at him, and the look in his eyes is so much more terrible than how Barbara Ann and Waylon had appeared when trying to murder her. The look on Bruce's face is what actually manages to tear her heart from her chest. His face is so weathered from exhaustion, from devastation, from the anticipation of something terrible about to happen. As it has so many times for him before. And although she wants to help Waylon, to find Barbara Ann, all that pauses for the sake of him.

Because she will always love you more than she loves anything or anyone else, Bruce.

��� I'd like to hear the baby's heartbeat again. I think we both need that. ❞ She tries for a smile, but it's not enough. Instead, she takes his gloved fingers and brings them to her bloody lips to kiss, offering him little suckles and nibbles and kisses. That doesn't feel like enough, either. ❝ I'm so sorry, Bruce. ❞ And now, Diana uses strength she no longer has to push herself upwards, to reach his face to hold in her hands. ❝ I never... I never wanted to be someone you had to worry about burying. ❞

cheetah, barbara ann. in this moment, the difference matters little in bruce's eyes. regardless of who she was --- or had been --- she had attacked diana and threatened the life of their child. the semantics aren't his immediate focus. diana, however, is. he has to make sure she's alright. he has to tend to her wounds and calm her down. and then, when those things have been taken care of, he can begin the hunt for her attacker.

" waylon made his choices. " bruce growls through gritted teeth. but he has never been able to refuse diana; not even a plea for mercy extended for the one person he feels the least like showing mercy to right now. he works his jaw for a moment before finally letting out a sigh. " we'll do what we can for him. i promise. " and he knows that, unfortunately, it won't seem like very much. waylon's own history has damned him, even if diana herself hasn't.

it's painful to see her on the exam table in the cave. it brings to mind jason's autopsy and he shudders, reminding himself again that diana is still alive. that she will eventually heal. he presses his gloved hand against her cheek to try and comfort her, eyes already ticking over her body to mark the myriad of injuries she's sustained. the wound on her chest is by far the worst, and she's right: it isn't healing. something has affected her powers. he has an idea of what it might be, but he's loathe to say it right now. " shh. let me take care of you first. then we can talk about your powers. "

[redhotarsenic]

MERYL IN A SUIT!!!!!!