#tbd. again.

[lucidrims]

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[mysterycitrus]

the dickroy dynamic that lives in my brain is so sexy. two disabled dudes. literally mansplain manipulate malewife. being really nasty to each other. being very loving. tantric violence. ptsd. both knowing fire and the fear of being buried alive. the sweetest eight year old in the world. they both hate each others dads. damian wayne is also there, sometimes

[enden-k]

thank you zzzero for the light(er) in my life

[s0fter-sin]

one of my favourite aspects of supernatural that you very rarely see in paranormal shows is that sam and dean are already versed in the world they live in. there’s no sudden discovery of ghosts and demons and now they have to learn about them along with the audience; they are born into it and already know all about it. it allows the audience to follow their personal story instead of also trying to figure out this new world and its rules

the first season is full of knowledge we never see them learn; “w*ndigoes are in the minnesota woods or- or northern michigan. i’ve never even heard of one this far west.” […] “great. well then this [his gun] is useless.” (1x02), “you don’t break a curse. you get the hell out of its way.” (1x08), d: “it’s a god. a pagan god, anyway.” […] “the annual cycle of its killings? and the fact that the victims are always a man and a woman. like some kind of fertility right.” […] s: “the last meal. given to sacrificial victims. d: “yeah, i’m thinking a ritual sacrifice to appease some pagan god.” (1x11)

almost every episode in the first season is a monster they’ve faced before that they then explain to the audience in a way that should feel patronising; like it’s the same speech given over and over again but instead, the audience almost feels included in the knowledge. it’s stated with such an innate confidence and comfort in said knowledge that it feels like we already knew it too; “spirits and demons don't have to unlock doors. if they want inside, they just go through the walls.” […] “the claws, the speed that it moves; could be a skinwalker, maybe a black dog.” (1x02), “it's biblical numerology. you know noah's ark, it rained for forty days. the number means death.” (1x04), “no no no, not the reaper, a reaper. there's reaper lore in pretty much every culture on earth, it goes by 100 different names.” […] “you said it yourself that the clock stopped, right? reapers stop time. and you can only see 'em when they're coming at you which is why i could see it and you couldn't.” (1x12)

they already know and, at least in the first season, already have what they need to kill whatever they’re hunting; already know to salt and burn bones for spirits, fire for a w*ndigo, exorcisms for demons, a silver bullet to the heart for shapeshifters. there’s only three times in the entire first season that they run into something new to them; 1x14 when sam gets his first vision that leads him to another psychic, 1x16 when dean calls caleb for help on the sigil he put together and he tells him about daevas, and 1x20 when they find out vampires are real- and they only don’t know that bc john thought they were hunted to extinction and not worth mentioning

(there’s also technically two half instances if you count one of them knowing something the other doesn’t - sam figuring out the tulpa in 1x17 and dean already knowing about the shtriga in 1x18 - but those still rely on sam and dean having prior knowledge)

even when they’re uncertain about facing something, it’s not bc they don’t know what it is; it’s precisely bc they know what it is and acknowledge that it’ll be a difficult hunt (“i don't know, man. this isn't our normal gig. i mean, demons, they don't want anything, just death and destruction for its own sake. this is big. and i wish dad was here.” 1x04)

so much of the tension in paranormal shows typically comes from the main character(s) not knowing what is happening to them/the people around them and having to find out how to resolve it. supernatural is unique in that it operates more like a police procedural. the tension comes from solving the clues and identifying patterns to figure out who (what) the killer is and intercepting before they can take another victim

it’s such a different tone to go for when compared to other shows that came both before, during, and after its run. it sets sam and dean on even footing with each other since they both have the same knowledge going in, and it puts them in a place of authority usually reserved for an outside character

the shows i compare spn to most is charmed, buffy and teen wolf; every main character in those shows are brought into the paranormal world knowing nothing, putting them on the same level as the audience, and they have their mc interact with others already knowledgeable about that world in order to overcome their problem/monster of the week. the audience organically learns about this new world as the characters learn about it. it’s a sound writing strategy that prevents “as we already know”-style exposition but something that complicates it is if your world building isn’t unique or intriguing enough, this slow introduction can become boring

we’ve seen shows like these before; sitting through the same tropes of characters learning to use their powers, struggling with no longer feeling normal/relating to the regular world around them, and not knowing how much they can trust the people already involved in this new world gets repetitive. all three shows eventually reach the same level of comfort with their new world that spn starts with but if the characters aren’t enough to draw you in, you can end up dropping it before they reach that point (and often, before the overarching plot can really kick in and evolve the show beyond the villain of the week format)

it’s the superhero origin movie in tv format; dragged out and overplayed. dropping the audience into an established world of course comes with its own problems but you also have the benefit of pre-existing established character dynamics that let the audience slot in like they’ve always been there instead of just getting to know all the characters while the characters also get to know each other

sam and dean already knowing about the supernatural lets the audience immediately get to the core of the story; the conflict between sam and dean, the search for their father, and the mystery of what killed their mother

[nolan-sims]

me rn ☺️🌸🌱💗✨️

[reginamillls]

at the end of the day it's a relationship that inspired me to create again, to making edits and icons and even writing

it's the relationship that helped me get through some really hard times in my life

its the relationship I met really amazing people through who I now have the joy of calling my friends

[shibaraki]

accidentally quirked into a cat and taken in by the guy ur in love with but he has no idea that it’s you yeah I’ll write that

[crystallizsch]

say hello to my obey me mc and mammoron my beloved

[royalarchivist]

Pac: I have a name for you! White Monster da Silva!

Febatista: No no no no–

Guaxinim: It's the best Monster!

???: >:(

Pac: No? Ah, ok, no.

???: [Is still mad]

Pac: Calm, mininim! Don't get mad at pai–

???: Pai, I have the power now. [They draw their sword]

Pac: No, sorry, sorry, sorry, my bad–

[galedekarios]

[keirahknightley]

When you stumble upon old photos from high school and you get that weird feeling that this was simultaneously just last week and an entirely different life, you know what i mean? It feels so close and at the same time so far away from your current life...

[imagionationstation]

@puma-or-cougar & @greenlovescats

Here:

He clenched his quivering hands and weakly mumbled, "S-Sorry, guys, I- I messed up the mission, didn't I?" 

"It's not your fault." There was definitely a underlying frustration in Leo's voice. 

Donnie wanted to duck into his shell and disappeared forever. He'd ruined the mission and disappointed his older brother. Hadn't Leo told him this would happen? Why hadn't he listened? 

Everthing was going so well! Yet, turtle luck just had to remain true to form. 

"What happened?" That was Raph. It sounded like he was standing behind Leo and was stewing about something or another. He probably regretted agreeing to come along. Donnie should have known he wasn't cut out for plans or team leading. He should have stayed in his lane. 

Couldn't he do anything right? 

"Baxter caught me by surprise." Donne winced as he realized that this admittance only added onto his already pathetic appearance. Taken down by flyface of all mutants? Seriously? "Threw a vial of some sort at my face." 

The perilous extent of what he said came crashing down at him all at once. "Do I look okay? No face peeling or anything? No spots, weird bruising, or unnatural paleness?"

"You look fine, Donnie." Leo reassured as the clothe was pulled away, as if he was checking to confirm his statement. "How do you feel?" 

"The pain stopped." Donnie breathed in relief, assuming that the lack of command to keep his eyes shut meant that he was allowed to open them. He blinked a few times, waiting for them to adjust to the dark surroundings. 

They didn't. 

"Donnie?" 

Panic seized his chest he scanned around him, trying to find even the tiniest speck of light that could hint that they really were just sitting in an unreasonably dark alley. Everything was the same shade of black and he felt his breath hitch as this sunk in, mind screaming denials as he reached up abruptly.

"Ow!" 

He felt the collision as he hit something and he yanked his hand back, holding it in a fist over his pounding heart as he realized how close Leo's voice was. It had to be only a few inches in front of him, but he couldn't see him at all. He looked down and flexed his fingers, trying to see if he could spot any movement there. 

He felt his hand move in a disorienting way, but still he could see nothing. 

"-Donnie!" 

It occurred to him then that his brothers had been calling his name, and the squeezing on his wrist snapped him from his daze. It was a tight, unnerving grip on the arm that he couldn't see, and from a brother that was equally as invisible, hidden beneath an impenetrable cloak of black. 

"Bro, talk to us." Mikey was taking his turn to speak, and the grip on his wrist tightened. Mikey must have had his arm and his silence was worrying his little brother.

Donnie swallowed hard and he refused to look up, staring down at the black as he tried to convince himself that it was a bad dream. It felt like time was paused, as if the entire world waiting to hear his horrible assessment. "I-I can't..." 

His word died as he felt his hand shake within Mikey's steady grip, looking up as the horror finally sunk in. Mikey's voice was equally scared, like he already knew what Donnie was barely forcing himself to comprehend. "You can't...?" 

"I can't-" The panic bubbling in his gut burst. "I can't see!" 

And Here:

He allowed Raph to lead him away as Leo turned his attention to the youngest. "Mikey. Could you go get Splinter?"

Mikey placed the last vial down on the table and nodded several times, happy to be useful. "On it!" 

He dashed out of the room and Raph release Donnie so he could sit down, but his younger brother somehow managed to miss, chair slipping out from under him and rolling in the opposite direction. He hit the ground and Raph paused guiltily, expecting a deserved outburst of how he should have waited five more seconds to let go. 

Donnie said nothing. 

He blinked rapidly and then pulled his knees up to his chest, settling right on the floor where he fell. Somehow this seemed worse, and Raph hesitated on how to approach his younger brother's sulky air. He decided to give him space, but after a good sixty seconds of silence, he watched his younger brother stiffen. 

Pin-prick eyes darted left and right. He lowered his hands, a note of fear touching his voice, "Raph? Raph?"

"Cool it." Raph walked over and dropped down next to him. His voice came out more irritated than intended, but what did Donnie think he did? Walked off and left him like this? 

His brother really should give him a little more credit. 

"R-right, right." Donnie exhaled shakily. "I just- I can't-" He faced towards the floor. "Nevermind." 

And just like that, Raph felt guilty all over again. 

He wasn't one for reassurance or small talk- not much of an optimist- so he just set a hand over his younger brother's and stared up at the roof, tone bored. "I ain't going anywhere." 

The tension faded from his body almost instantly. Donnie unconsciously grasped his older brother's hand in his own, the hothead's face blanching before reluctantly allowing it. 

[mysterycitrus]

when i finish my deaged!dick grayson fic that engages with the traumatic legacy of the robin mantle…… and the ghost of mary grayson….. and bruce waynes violent relationship with loss…… then my vision shall be realised

[enden-k]

i lost my mind just now, this was the most anticlimatic unboxing of my life i actually had to laugh

[calmlb]

I think Dazai being traded to the Port Mafia would be super interesting BUT ever since I looked into IRL Tanizaki I can’t see it being anyone but him 😭 there’s so much foreshadowing in the themes of IRL Tanizaki’s works that it would actually be perfect??

Unless my other theory happens which is that no one will get traded because maybe Mori will accept Yosano telling him about Tachihara being a double agent as payment enough

[xluciifer]

Vox: Do you want to come over to my place and sleep?

Lucifer: Like a sleepover? Aw, that's cute.

Vox: [ is trying to sleep with him ] Yeah-