#someone will take notice

[jess-total-mess]

for a lot of people, making food is a labour of love. my grandparents were all like that (admittedly for some of them it was also growing up with ww2 rationing), and my aunt is like that and many of my friends parents are like that

and i recognise that. and it feels awful to step into the dinning room and see a food ready that you know isn’t compatible with you, because im being fed. someone made that. it cost time and money and expertise. i want to partake in the ritual

it sucks, to tell your friends parents as a kid that you ate before you came, no, really! you’re not that hungry! FUCK my mom literally used to CALL in advance when i went to friends houses and tell them “if you have a meal, it has to be [something on list]”

have you ever sat at your aunts table and had her give you more then you know you’ll eat despite your protests and be told “you need to eat more” or picked through halloween candy to remove what you won’t eat and be left with less then half of what you started with or partake in cooking class at school and giving your portion away because no matter how hungry you are, it’s not happening?

its isolating.

its staring at your body in the mirror before you shower, and wondering how long it’ll last. its being cold no matter what and any time you feel ill being told “you need to eat more”. its wanting more then anything for there to be a pill you take that replaces a full meal. its knowing, perfectly rationally, that you need food. and knowing, irrationally and rationally, that it’s not going to happen.

[ceceru]

rescue teams!

[not-rab]

this with jily BUT james ends up falling in love with the therapist (*cough* regulus)

[lucabyte]

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

Bonus:

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Danny: *just chilling on the couch while being very still™️ at the Wayne Manor*

Clark: *comes to visit*

Clark: hey Bruce?

Bruce: yes?

Clark: why is there a dead child in your living room?

Bruce: what 0-0

Danny: oh shit

Danny: *starts up heartbeat* better?

Clark: *even more freaked out*

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

You made her cry, time to die.

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[ravenpureforever]

On one hand, Young Justice is kind of neglected by the actual superheroes that should be looking out for them in a lot of crucial ways and very much failed by the adults around them

But on the other hand Red Tornado straight up hosts a parent-teacher conference where their respective legal guardians all show up, barring Batman who’s in traffic so Nightwing fills in instead because Robin’s dad does not know he’s a vigilante which is objectively hilarious

[bittsandpieces]

sorry. thought about having drink after drink while a dom watches me with dark intent eyes and got so light headed i had to lay down

[starwarjotta]

Day 5 - caf since my scribbles can be totally illegible, here’s a transcript Obi-Wan: Here you go, Cody Cody: Oh, thanks, sir Cody: this... it’s caf? Obi-Wan: Ah, yes! I’ve noticed my teas are not really to your tastes, so I stocked up some caf for you instead! I hope it’s okay Cody: ... oh Cody: ...thank you.

[backpackingspace]

Odysseus with his head in his wife's lap, happily not paying attention to anything, humming one of athenas song and carving something

Some random guy: your majesty----

Odysseus: not bothering to sit up: whatever my wife decided is fine.

[flwrkid14]

Buried Beneath The Laughter They Ignored

Tim is totally fine. Ridiculously fine, actually.

It didn’t matter that he woke up feeling this bubbling, manic laughter in his chest, like everything was suddenly so fucking funny. It didn’t matter that he’d woken up from another nightmare last night, crying, calling for his mama—not the mother he lost, but the mother he gained, Harley Quinn. And it didn’t matter that most days, he felt more like Joker Junior than he did Tim Drake.

It didn’t matter that no one else seemed to fucking care.

He shoved down every bit of laughter clawing up his throat, because he knew if he let even one chuckle slip, they’d all give him that look. The one they always did. Disapproval masked as concern. They didn’t like Junior. They didn’t want to believe Junior was still in there, clawing his way up every time Tim breathed.

It didn’t matter that no one ever asked him how he was doing. They didn’t want to talk about it. Because talking about it would make it real, and they preferred pretending it wasn’t. They expected him to be fine, to push it down, to carry on like nothing happened. If he tried to bring it up, they’d say he was being insensitive—insensitive to Jason's trauma. What fucking irony, he thought bitterly. As if it wasn’t insensitive to be stepping all over his by not letting him speak.

It didn’t matter that he caught them glancing at him sometimes, like they were waiting for the other shoe to drop. Waiting for him to snap, waiting for Junior to come out again. But they never asked. No one asked what was going on in his head. No one fucking asked.

It didn’t matter that when he finally snapped, when he finally screamed at them, sick and tired of pretending, they had the nerve to act clueless. As if they didn’t know.

It didn’t matter that Dick, of all people, screamed back. Yelling like he was being unreasonable. Like he was the problem. He screamed at Tim, demanding answers, to ask what the hell he meant by Joker Junior, as if—

As if they didn’t know.

They didn’t fucking know.

This whole time, they hadn’t known.

They didn’t know Tim had been taken. They didn’t know Tim had been missing. They didn’t know Tim had been held prisoner at the hand of the Joker for months, tearing him apart, piece by piece, until Junior was the only thing left of him. They didn’t know he had screamed for them, begged for someone to find him, but no one ever did.

They didn’t know how much he had suffered. Alone. They didn’t know how much he had changed. They didn’t know that every time he woke up now, it felt like he was still Joker Junior, just wearing Tim’s skin.

And they didn’t know how much it hurt—how much it broke him—to realize that they had never known.

Tim wasn’t fucking okay. And it mattered—oh, it mattered—that they didn’t fucking know.

Because if they didn’t know, it meant no one ever bothered to look. It meant no one ever cared enough to notice.

[the-fandom-crossroads]

Alright I caved and I'm actually going to talk about the live action HTTYD trailer.

I'm annoyed at all the things others have already mentioned but there is one thing that makes me angry while also making me laugh at the same time. In a "how is this a struggle they are still dealing with 15 years later" sort of way.

This attempt to get Toothless to "sit".

I know most of you didn't grow up a httyd nerd watching the director commentaries of the original movie. But I did and I can tell you they called this one of the hardest bits of animation they pulled off with the models in this film.

Rigging models in animation are intentionally well rigid. Animators intentionally code in limits so limbs aren't doing unnatural movements everytime something glitches out. Watch the Shrek bloopers for nightmare fuel examples of why animators started rigging in limits to limbs and even face muscles.

So these limits exist and in httyd's time you couldn't just turn off those rules for the model when ever you wanted. So they had to fight the limits they put in place while trying to keep the movement looking natural.

You obviously can't see it from this angle. But they removed his right wing from the model. Once it drops behind his head it is gone. Because it was just another thing to keep track of that wasn't needed in the shot.

I laugh at the live action because they are clearly running into the same Rigging limitations that come with using a CGI model. But unlike the animated movie they aren't pushing the limits of the rigging to have Toothless sit upright.

No to keep it more "natural" they have it be an awkward shuffle back. They decided not letting his tail bend like that was more important than the whole point of the scene. Which is that he is mimicking Hiccup's body language.

This and the Eye pupil shot tell me all I need to know about this remake.

That they are willing to get rid of key details that helped us feel the connection between Toothless and Hiccup if it means a more "realistic" feel for the movie. Which is going to lead to us feeling more distant from these characters compared to their animated counter parts.

So yeah that "cold soulless" feeling isn't just nostalgia. It's an intentional part of their attempt to make a httyd "in the real world". And tells me I'm just going to be disappointed by this remake. So join me June 2025 as I pop in my 15 year old httyd dvd for a rewatch.

Because no matter what this remake does the original will always bring me joy.

[rurualim]

drew this based off an edit i saw on twt!!

[mumblesplash]

heartbreaking: this viral post is saying things you completely agree with in the most irritating way possible

[hildegardladyofbones]

One of the best things about Disco Elysium by far is that it does not fear ugly women. The world is full of ugly men, but ugly women are so hard to come by.

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I like about Leo is that he’s honestly really chill? It’s easy to remember the moments where he’s being obnoxious or excitable but I feel like most of the time he’s incredibly “go with the flow” and has an overall affable demeanor.