#still thinking. ruminating.
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Prompt: AU where Jason Todd didn't get taken in by Bruce, because he actually succeeded in stealing the batmobile's tires. He sold them to the local mechanic, who was so scared for him (the tires are pretty distinctive) that he kinda-adopted Jason himself to protect him from any fall out.
Batman still figures out who stole his tires and confronts Jason, who refuses to be cowed. Bruce is just as amused and impressed at this twelve year old's gumption.
Cut to ten years later. Jason now runs the Alley's workshop, and is Batman's emergency mechanic when the car breaks down in the city.
On your average tuesday night Killer Croc shreds the batmobile's tires and Batman skids into the shop, with fucked up rims and shredded rubber going everywhere, and a twenty two year old Jason in coveralls and smudged engine oil is just like 'again, old man?'
#jason todd#red hood#dc#batman#bruce wayne#mechanic!Jason AU#I don't know if I'll do anything with this#still just ruminating on it#but I think there's fun to be had#with a relationship that's not paternal#but still annoying and caring and kinda competitive
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That causes Dande’s resolve to soften somewhat...
#dnd art#dnd character#comic#sketch#dnd#very rough but i needed it out of my system#dandelion treehollow#jalester silvermane#lionmane#dande was trying to get jalester to agree not to go to the feywild#where the party needs to go to fix dande's mistake/betrayal#but dande doesn't want them to go because he thinks they're gonna die. or something worse.#he's still freaked out from his few minutes back Home (with his hag mom)#anyway he was trying to have a serious conversation but his resolve was melted away by jalester saying a few quite nice things#dande is so easily emotionally distracted lol#“I feel like we don't wanna have the same conversation.”#links in the text are just to other drawings i did while ruminating on this scene#ugh this is so rough but i have actual work i need to do BOOOOO
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I think getting railed by Mac would give Dennis a new perspective that doesn’t change who he is and is consistent with his characterisation... Just a thought tho.
#2 hour long podcast drops in the evening#and now i am not sleeping apparently#i’ve been ruminating on this one#and i think it’s just the same stuff they always say between seasons really#it’s interesting Rob talked about bringing in writers for new perspectives on fresh air#more specially meg lol#but in general that it’s necessary they have the team for those perspectives#cos it’s harder for them now as they’re older and richer#glenn has the same sentiment clearly#but god dude there’s still soooo many angles to hit#plots okay you got those? but need a new character angle?#mac and dennis are fully fucking this season#it’s the s5 dynamic but with actual gay sex this time#boom insane character angle there#it’s 5am ignore me
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the flowers for the wake were lovely, weren't they?
#SO. I FINALLY FINISHED SEASON 2.#the finale was fun. i liked it a lot more than s1's admittedly#now i'm ruminating on the finer details of kuroba's side of it...#in my head the skit / segment for it would be called kuroba's melancholy so i might start calling it that#i can't decide if they'd still be there when totoko's reading her letter at the funeral tho#like i feel like matsuyo and matsuzou would have invited them to stay but there's a part of me that thinks they'd politely refuse#they'd thank them but feel like they're interloping a bit. after all the rest of them have known the sextuplets for all their lives#they've only known them for around two years at that point so they think it'd be best for them to leave with the rest of the visitors#( they also don't know if they could handle sending them off to cremation. they've had to do that before w/ hibiki and it was rough )#also i kinda like the idea of kuroba running into homura after the wake and becoming acquainted with her#probably stumbles upon her crying in the park and offers her a handkerchief & a person to talk to...#gotta put my head in my hands and sit for a bit#also almost forgot to mention : the earrings they're wearing are kara's white day gift to them#they hadn't gotten the chance to wear them yet...#osmt#osomatsu-san oc#mj ocs#oc : kuroba#mj draws#tw implied death
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I cast the spell of forget all of the embarrassing shit you've done on everyone forever
Those thoughts will now be replaced by thoughts of your favorite silly characters or whatever
#i need this spell to be real NOW!!!!!!!#i did so much i may die...... <harmless shit but STILL#im the only one who may remember alot of that stuff but :') my 2020 days will be. something#i blame rumination >:( i dont like this curse of think of dumb thhings#anywayss falls asleeps for 1 million years#brosif rambles
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I have a germ of a theory that good Christian fiction has stories that are less about shaving down your personality to meet some specific mold of what a good Christian looks like, and more about "how gloriously different are all the saints."
Not that the Christian life doesn't involve fighting against our own sinful nature and conforming ourselves to Christ-like behavior, but I think it makes for better, more realistic, and more universal stories when you also recognize that people have different gifts and flaws and they're going to be called to use their unique personalities to serve the kingdom of God in their own unique way, instead of assuming everyone has to conform themselves to a very specific (often secular-culturally based) image of good behavior. It makes for a much more vibrant story.
#catholic things#books#i'm still ruminating on charlotte yonge#because i usually contrast modern christian fiction with how the classics incorporated christianity#but she's the first classic victorian author i've found that i'd describe as writing christian fiction#which makes for a more direct comparison#she did handle religion in some very good ways#but i tried another of her books after 'heir'#and it reminded me of what i didn't like about the childhood section of 'heir'#but magnified a lot#she wants to show her children overcoming flaws#but she has a very narrow english anglo-catholic view of goodness#and that means her idea of christianity can come across as very judgemental and narrow-minded#things that are not actually sins in and of themselves are treated as moral failings inherent to other cultures#and the kids spend so much time worrying about cutting out sin that you don't get to see enough of their unique personality#i'd be willing to try more from her but i think i'd have to stick to the stories about adult characters
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Hello! I love your art- you have a real talent for expressive eyes. You're a great cartoonist, and I can't wait to see more of your work
It's a little silly, but I just wanted to say- don't beat yourself up for having a reaction to needles after a bad experience. On a moral level, yes, but also a practical one.
It's normal for a body to react to a bad experience with fear. That's what fear evolved to do, warn you about something that could go wrong next time.
However, fear can be reinforced. If your body responds to a stimulus with fear, and then you feel a negative emotion around that memory, your nervous system goes "Wow! That was so bad that even thinking about it stresses me out. I'd better make sure to never let this happen again. Time to dial up the fear signal!"
Being kind to yourself about something frustrating or painful is hard in good conditions, and I don't want to minimize that. This isn't "don't let it bother you" or "just get over it" or "think positive" advice.
When a fear of needles happens to me again (the fear comes and goes), I try to treat it like I would a food aversion resulting from food poisoning. You know when you eat something bad, get sick and then the thought of the food is really gross for awhile? Like that!
I try to let myself be mildly annoyed, but not so much it gets my blood pressure up. Sadness doesn't seem to extend the length of the fear either. But anger, guilt, or shame for me really seem to reinforce the fear reactions.
Your mileage will vary, of course! For me, I went from no fear of needles, to fainting when an IV was put in, back to no fear with patience and time. Maybe this can be a bit of hope for you too! I wish you luck and a smooth road!
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#so thoughtful of you to write such a long and sensible response#ruminating on a bad experience only gives it more significance#and makes sure it stays in your longterm memory as a Terrible Thing Alert Alert event#still feeling rattled about it#and subsequently feeling dumb for letting it bother me so much#I try to avoid using the word too frivolously but that was kind of traumatic#but thank you I needed to hear all of that#the lady kind of got agitated and blamed me for being sensitive and I've been gaslighting myself into thinking I was just overreacting#I don't know just bad vibes all around#answered#anonymous#cw needles
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It's so hard to fully encapsulate my rage at just how much people buy into the idea that capitalism will uniquely incentivize people to innovate when... it isn't about innovation. It is about profit, and those two things are not mutually inclusive ideas.
Maybe I'm getting too old, but all of these "new innovative" ideas were shit we had in ye olden days - movies, renting, delivery services, taxis, housing - we had all of those services, except now, it's exorbitantly more expensive because of price gouging.
You aren't witnessing innovation; you are witnessing the modern invention of the wheel behind a ludicrous pay wall.
#anti capitalism#politics#my dad and i ruminate about going to bastings to rent movies and just how much shit they had there#and i just worry that people are so blinded behind the glitz and glamour that *corporations are invested in propagating*...#...that they'd willingly let companies do whatever even if it isn't a luxury service#the profit drive will eat you alive and still come away hungry#i use luxury services because it's one of the easier and more glarongly obvious examples#i really need to sleep it's way too late#i just. think about this a lot
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oughh i wanted to do a cute laishuro take on the blu ray extras (what if laios had been eaten instead) but lets be honest. they absolutely would not have made it as far without laios
#they wouldve died. badly.#unfortunately ive lost the link saw it on twitter but i think laios gets knocked unconscious and imagines that it had been him that got ate#and not falin. and falin is the only one to advocate for them going back#but no one wants to go along with her presumably because they dont care for laios that much#(or at least this is laios' perception as this is just his imagination)#but also because she doesnt know as much about monsters and couldnt come up with a good argument for going back in#<- didnt know about prolonged digestion in red dragons and marcille assumed the interval was the same as in humans (1-3 days)#BUT...................... when everyone leaves falin turns back and goes in herself. and laios realises that shes always been that sort#of person and theres no point in ruminating over what could have been.#now. i want to believe that had they known falin would turn back without them. that at the very least shuro would have gone in with her.#theres no way he would have let her go on her own. and frankly i dont think he would have assembled his retainers#to go save laios rip...#marcille would have gone if she had known falin would turn back. and honestly i think she mightve known her well enough to guess this irl#anyways what i was GOING to say was maybe as they venture thru the dungeon shuro gets to learn more about laios thru falins view#maybe they get to know each other more and he opens up more about how he thinks of laios and like. falin is able to explain more about him#diffuse tension and give him a better understanding. like yeah hes still annoyed at him but he has a better view of how laios is#they get close and become better friends but maybe it also helps falin make up her mind and let him down gently............................#and maybe they go and save laios but the dragon thing still happens to him#and its again a 'you felt like that all along??' situation irt him wanting to be a monster but it turns out ok and they (laishuro)#open up to one another in the end.........................#but. again im gonna be real. they would not have made it that far LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO laios the goat for real
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choso is such a cutie patootie.......but also so Big.
#sorry thinking about how big his hands are........how they feel when he holds your face so that he can keep you still while he leans down#for a kiss...much to ruminate on...#vicspeaks
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I need you to know that watching and liking your last video wasn't enough, I need to wrap you in a cozy blanket and put a warm mug in your hands and tell you that some people are trash and that you are so brave and vulnerable and resilient and I'm so so sorry you have had to be any of those things, and that you are so so worthy of love and appreciation in any physical manifestation.
This is so sweet it actually made me cry ;_; i have lost so many friends here in LA who just disappeared because i can no longer do the more physical things i used to go out and do like long walks or strolling through museums without a ton of breaks. And the number of people who have told me that i just have to 'work through it' as if this is all in my head and not something that just....totally debilitated me in a matter of weeks.
i just feel like its so easy for me to be in love, but inevitably i end up with someone who doesn't want to love me in return. like its a habit i picked up from the abusive relationship or something. eventually you stop seeing anything in yourself worth loving let alone being attractive or god forbid 'se*xy'. i know I'm not the only person who feels these things but its still very isolating.
#i confess i have been ruminating on this a lot#because in another universe it isn't jillian and her family im moving to#its nick and his sailing ships#i think i am still a little hung up on the idea of living in a sleepy connecticut town#and visiting nick in the ship yard with that smell of fresh cut lumber#and both of us getting a little house with a view where i could work from home and still see the water#but alas#nick turned out to just be another one who disappeared on me to the point i had to cut him off#so my heart would stop hoping and waiting for him to reach out
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not an ask, but I saw ur post and relate a lot to it.
anticipatory grief sucks. people will tell you not to think about it, not to let it steal from today, but some days are just so hard. sometimes it feels unavoidable, like it’s some goliath mountain in the distance or even the sky and you can’t not look at it. it’s like you have to keep trying to distract yourself not to think about it, and it’s exhausting, and you’re so fucking scared of the inevitable.
like how does anyone even function? the idea of the world continuing to spin when there’s this terrible, horrible thing that will happen some day is unfathomable but it does, and it’s horrible. Some day will mark the before and the after. nobody can ever be ready for it.
I hope the love you have keeps you strong. wishing you the best.
this is literally it. i know thinking about it Now wont make the actual day it happens any easier. but it's impossible to not think about it, especially since there's no tangible way to preserve memories or feelings or the like forever. i cry easily and get emotional over most anything and everything, which is another layer of difficulty wrt it because I spiral. I want to squeeze out of my body. im not meant for any of it
#skunk mail#Anonymous#ill be in a car with my dad fighting tears thinking about how ill miss it one day and there's no way for my brain to capture the moment and#make a simulation of it. and even then that wouldnt help. ykwim#sometimes i sit in my parents room while my parents and brother are there and i cant stop thinking about when ill see them for the last tim#and how i wish i could full really truly wring every last drop of ''appreciation'' from the moment.#i think about that time isnt linear thing. how everything that has happened or will happen exists on its own#and i think about the cheye experiencing the After tragedy. and i cant handle it. not now or then. i envy the past cheye#even the one of 5 seconds ago. because that was 5 seconds ive lost. 5 seconds closer to events that will#separate my life into Before and After. over and over again#(like you said anon. i think abt that all the time too)#i think this is also why im struggling with the thought of moving out#we all have so little time. dont even get me started on the fear and grief i feel for my own life#not only fearing dying but fearing the lead up where ive lost and cried over much. just me. alone.#ill never see them again. it will never be today again. we'll never be in my parents room like today again. i cant take it.#even if i spend every last second with everybody i still wont be able to take it. i cant believe it#human beings that were all somebody's baby once. tomorrow it will be like they were never here at all. all their memories#go with them. it hurts so bad. i cant take it#i cant even breathe rn ruminating abt it *peace sign emoji*
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50. Writer's preference - "And what if it is not you?"
The barb stung and Arthur turned away as quickly as if she had struck him.
These walks had become something of a tradition between the Prince and former Princess over the rolling weeks. With the out of doors near unpassable, Arthur's mornings had shifted to a shorter indoor practice before dawn, followed by a brief repast and then a stroll through the Orangery with the Lady Aria. Though they still argued as often as they didn't, there was something free and flowing in these conversations -- a strange sense that no subject was off limits...And that every single one was somehow taboo. It was perhaps true that they had each been raised as royalty, but it seemed their worlds could not have been more different.
Today, the subject had fallen to that all-encompassing theme of his life, the most pressing topic in the empire, and the one least likely ever to be openly addressed: Roderick's line of succession. It was an ache in his gut, this, a hill he had run up all his childhood only to find a sheer rockface confronting him. Now, scrambling for footholds in the brutal cliffside, it was a race to the top against those he loved most -- a climb now far too high to risk the drop. It was success or the death of all meaning. But what was he to do? Throw his siblings from the sides? They too held on by meager fingertips and he could not bear to think of them dashed against the teeth of the unforgiving stone so far below.
Arthur's jaw clenched. He kept her pace, but he no longer looked at her as she spoke; heard her only as if from a great distance. What was there to say? Yet, her last words burned, searing like vinegar in his cuts, and he turned sharply towards her, a rush sounding in his head.
"What? You favor someone else?" he demanded, all effort at bluster or calm stripped away. Surprise seemed to register in his face and, pressing his eyes shut, he shook his head, realizing she meant this only as rhetoric and, with a look of defeat, he sighed; shook his head. "How should I know? It would be the end for me."
He didn't look at her, now, gaze straying upwards towards the gently nodding trees, branches heavy and sagging with fruit. He thought of the tart-sweet of them, tawny and opening with a kind of crack. Fibrous chambers of juice attended the tiny seeds at the center and this, then, was life. Even trees limned their children with sweet cushions against the harsh reality of the world around them. When he laughed, it was a bitter sound.
Sighing, Arthur shook his head. "Aria, I--" but he stopped. He'd not said her name so baldly before and he gestured, helpless, voice trapped within his throat.
Her eyes were dark: not mere chocolate, but something else as if the sea had leaked into them and tossed against stormy shores within her mind. Her face was set, but he could not read it. He searched for something written there, something designed for him to read: he wanted it. He knew the message he wished to read. A very simple message. He wanted to read it again and again, see it roiling within the storm of her eyes. But there was nothing. She was no harbor. She was, perhaps, another deathly drop.
Aria lifted her chin. "Go on."
"I don't know what will happen if my father chooses someone else any more than you do. But I do know I will be a threat to whoever is chosen, simply for having been in the running, and..."
And if it were Edmund who were selected, whom Arthur regarded as the most likely alternative, he would not expect to long outlive his father -- or even his father's choice. Enemies of the House of Calainon had a way of disappearing. Arthur was not altogether certain they even lifted a finger: they were witches, after all. Likely, all they needed do was wish for a thing, and their dark magic did the rest. Edmund might not wish him gone, perhaps...but Amira would not hesitate. He could not help but think that would make for a horrible ending, all the demons of hell rising at her command. His would be a silent end, he had no doubt, yet he knew, too, that if it were by Amira's hand, he would die howling.
If Aria had said something else, Arthur had not heard it. At last, she said: "And what if the Emperor doesn't choose? What happens to us all, then?"
Arthur stopped short, and Aria beside him. "Then it'd be war."
He walked out without another word.
#this was really interesting to write -- he's actually much more clear eyed (when forced to confront it) than id thought he'd be honestly#drabble#challenge#aria stafford#edmund varmont#amira varmont#guinevere varmont#ask#honestly still ruminating abt this like...this response really shocked me??????#i kinda thought he'd be like 'guess id turn to duke or knight errant or smth' or just bluster but he was like 'nah im dead by black magic'#me: you ok arthur?????#arthur: obviously not#roderick varmont#arthur's gonna go hit smth really really really hard btw if you're wondering where he's off to#realizing being a knight isn't ~just abt proving himself (tho its v much that too!!!) its also a coping mechanism#and he's lowkey terrified every single day of his life and now im really sad#i honestly didn't think he was so aware of all that laksjdflkjslf#about#also if you're wondering what he was searching for in her face -- he just wanted to see a lil faith in him#that's all he really wants from anyone#and its all he never gets from anyone#if anyone anyone showed a lil faith in him or a lil love for him -- god forbid -- he'd go to the ends of the earth for them purely for that
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some more rye ingellvars! b/c I have fineagled. I have tweaked. we are getting ever closer every time I heave a big sigh and walk up to the mirror of transformation once more to put in my daily penance of moving the jawbone angle slider microscopically one way or the other
my boy... my son. the Most Profile Haver champion thirty-four years running <3
this one is mostly because lucanis standing there fully like the ben affleck smoking meme as big time necromancer drama goes down might be The funniest thing I've ever seen actually. PROS of falling in love with a Watcher: Bae :) CONS of falling in love with a Watcher: Bae's extended family feat. whatever the hell vorgoth is and megalomaniacal distant ex-aunts hellbent on world domination. well. to be fair I guess you also have to deal with illario so we're probably even
so determined so handsome so fierce and so "a decade plus on fantasy HRT and most people's go-to word to describe you would still be 'boyish'. but at least you wear it well" (rye is in their mid-thirties but is frequently mistaken for quite a bit younger on initial acquaintance. good genes absolutely no sun damage until recently and a certain youthfulness of mannerisms will do that to a motherfucker.)
he looks like a kid who's won a medal at some low-level sporting event and has been made to pose for a picture against his will and the photographer is taking a while <3 I would die for him
ah yes... ellaryen 'rye' ingellvar the tl;dr version (this conversation unexpectely fucked me up tho an emotional ambush I was not prepared for)
#it's actually half a lie that too much thinking isn't his problem.#he can ruminate with the best of them under the right conditions he isn't above that#it's more that in very specific high-impact moments#his brain skips past thinking into a gear called 'let's fucking go' and then he wakes up an hour later#having to explain everything to myrna and her inscrutable implacable calm#and it all seems a lot less self-evident and harder to explain from this angle of hindsight than it did while it was happening#it's straight up uncanny how attached I've become to rook so quickly rye feels like such a real character to me#he's literally some guy I know! and love#dragon age#dragon age: the veilguard#dragon age: the veilguard spoilers#dragon age spoilers#rook ingellvar#oc: Ellaryen Ingellvar#every so often the camera turns to show me rye in profile and every time I say yippie! yay! hurray! and other things of this nature#this hair is doing what I want it to a lot more after I did some adjustments to the scalp sliders!#it should still be more asymmetrical and cut differently but hey this'll do it gets the gists (and has the curliness)#rye and lucanis are pretty much the same height btw. which is very funny whenever they stand next to davrin or emmrich lol
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The sad thing about JJK, for me, is that if I had liked the ending/last yearish of publication more it truly would have easily fixated in my psyche forever and ever even after it ended like I was OBSESSED and now I'm just so. Whatever on it and moved on so quickly like damn I didn't wanna do that :/
#like i'll be there for culling games when it gets animated cause i love culling games. and for the kenjaku and takaba fight ofc#and i like ruminating and feeling satisfied by a series ending where u can go back and appreciate it etc etc#the sukuna fight made me so tired though. the ending did not spark joy for me. rip#ig i'll still collect the manga since i'm already at 23 lmaoo#but idk i do not think about this series. which sucks a lil cause some of my closest mutuals are jjk#ah well#chen.txt
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headcanon.
When Elves re-embody typically they are given bodies identical to their original ones. When Aredhel was re-embodied, however, she specifically requested a new appearance. She could not rewrite her life, but she desired at least to be a little less 'doe eyed and gullible looking' as she called it, and something felt like a clean slate if she could start anew from the very foundation of how she looked. There were no memories of staring in horror at what she had allowed herself to become. Mandos considered and granted her request, and she left his halls feeling as if she had been made anew. Those who knew her could recognize her after a moment of initial confusion.
#:: headcanons ::#is this an excuse to have two fcs? yes. why? welll it goes back to 2015 when I was playing aredhel as lily james fc#and I've been ruminating on that fact for a bit because in a way I still see her as lily but mostly for her First Age verse#pre eol/during eol my brain pictures lily#post eol/second age i absolutely see natalie#so since that division is in my head I think it'll help me with some first age threads that I've been struggling with#am I playing fast and loose with LaCE?#yeah ... yeah i am.#also hilarious point of myself apparently when I hit a brick wall/feel uncomfortable with my portrayal my answer is 'pick it apart'#anyway so yeah i'm gonna go hide out on finduilas now I just had to get that out of my system
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