#there's thirty pictures in this

[fourth-dimensional-thinker]

Seeing that both making moodboards/aesthetics and fleshing out all of Doc’s “eras” have seem to re-surge in popularity, I’d though I’d jump in on the trend too. 

[varpusvaras]

When Dick started to spend more time with his team, and started to talk about Wally just as much as he talked about Starfire, Bruce knew that they needed to have a talk.

"I don't care if you like boys or girls", Bruce had said. "Just promise me that you won't date Oliver Queen's son."

Not that he had anything against Roy, Bruce just really did not want to deal with Oliver any more than he already had to.

"Sure", Dick had said, in a way that very clearly implicated that if Bruce ever annoyed him too much, he would do exactly that simply to spite him.

Jason was a lot easier in regards to relationships. No teams or teammates or relationship problems that roused from having several teenagers spending a lot of time together in close quarters. Compared to Dick, Jason always looked younger and smaller, and Bruce didn't even think about talking to him about it. Not yet. They still had time to do it.

They didn't.

Jason was gone, and then he was back, and Bruce really, really did not have the time or even thought to talk to him about dating girls or boys.

And maybe that wasn't even the part that they should've talked about. No, the part they should've talked about was not dating Oliver Queen's son.

Not that Bruce had anything against Roy. He smart and resourceful and respectful (he always volunteered to help Alfred every time he came to the Manor), and he was a good father. That was especially a quality that Bruce could respect. Roy was good to Jason, in seemingly every way that mattered.

It was just that now Bruce had to deal with Oliver. Well, not in a way that he had to see Oliver more often, but he certainly had to deal with him more. Especially since every single time Bruce and Jason had an argument, Jason would spend more time at Oliver and Dinah's place, and Oliver would every single time without fail rub it in to Bruce's face.

After one of said arguments that hit a bit too close to the Holidays, Bruce knew that he had to do something. He couldn't take Oliver's smug face from having all of his kids and one of Bruce's over at their place. Bruce needed to invite them over first. Jason would understand the invitation as the olive branch that it was.

He had called Jason, but it was Roy who picked up. That was good, actually. Roy was many times easier to talk to than Jason. At least he greeted Bruce normally instead of calling him an asshole right from the get-go.

"We could come visit", Roy said, and Bruce took it was the win it was. "I'm just pretty sure that you have something to say to Jason, first."

Bruce had many things to say to Jason all the time.

"Hn", he said.

"That last argument sounded pretty bad", Roy continued, calmly and sweetly. "I'm sure that both of you said things you didn't mean to, but just because you didn't mean them doesn't mean it's okay. So, is there something you would like to say to Jason?"

"Hn." Was Bruce on speaker? Jason hadn't said anything to indicate that he could hear Bruce.

"What's the word?" For a split second, it was like Alfred was on the other side of the line, and Bruce found himself speaking before he could think about it properly.

"I'm sorry", he said.

"Thank you!" Roy sounded like he was smiling widely. "We'll be there, then!"

Roy hung up. Bruce put his phone down, his head spinning slightly.

"I assume that Master Jason and Master Roy will be over, then?" Alfred asked.

"Yes", Bruce said.

"That is splendid to hear." Alfred patted Bruce on his arm. "Good man, that Master Roy. He has certainly read his books on parenting, it seems."

Bruce leaned on his desk, his mind reeling with the realisation that he had just been out-dadded by his son's boyfriend.

A good man, Alfred had said. Bruce couldn't do anything else but agree.

[humbugify]

God. i am losing my mind over him

[puppyeared]

i like him

[clove-pinks]

Couples from Fashionables: les mois par Gavarni, published 1837.

[swedenis-h]

Women supporting women! (X)

[invaderlynx]

Fox and Thire debating strategy + Thire’s best Fox impression (aka the first and last time Thorn and Thire were allowed in Fox’s office unsupervised)

[muyenbroma]

i decided to inflict upon you the brain damage i suffered earlier this year when i read notre dame de paris. that was a whole month of claude frollo spinning around in my head like a rotisserie chicken. also gringoire is so fucking funny!!

[electrozeistyking]

Apparently, I would draw N like this. (incoherent screaming in the corner) Bonus:

[kaleidoscopeaglow]

[palmettoshenanigans]

The thing is, "Nothing" isn't something that can feel the ache of loss or lack I think. Like,,, when you introduce things like "something" - where you can have a positive value - you can also have a negative value. You can have ten dollars, and you can owe someone ten dollars. You can have ten more than nothing, or you can have ten less than nothing. Zero becomes somewhat of a doorway i suppose? You never stop at zero and just rest there. Either you're in debt, or you want more. The only solution is to remove Things, Stuff, Etc from the equation. Can't have or owe anyone ten dollars if there be no dollars

When you choose to stop and sit there, at nothing, in the home of Zero, 'more' and 'less' cease to mean anything. Cease to affect you. To me this is oddly similar to the concept of Being Here Now, in the Present Moment, unconcerned with the hauntings of Yesterday or the threats of Tomorrow. I am Here. I Am. Here. Now. That's it.

Now feels very similar to Nothing. Not because there is an emptiness, but because there is a Radical Refusal to engage with ephemeral potentials and what-could-be's. They don't exist. What Is Here and Now exists.

when asked, "what do you want?" the response "nothing" doesn't mean 'there is nothing that i care to want', it means 'i am accepting of what i have Now, and i ask naught for anything else, lest I be distracted from what is Here'.

"Nothing" is like Radical Acceptance. It says "This is what Life has served me. This is what I'm working with. This is where I will focus my attention. Wishing for More of something Good or wishing for Less of something Bad will only serve to create more suffering within me. I choose instead to attend to the matters at hand. The good, the bad, and the ugly."

"I want nothing." == "I am accepting of what I have Now, and I ask naught for anything else."

"I am nothing." == "There are no titles labeling me Greater or Lesser - they are all false. I simply Am."

"This is nothing." == "There is no specialness that makes what is going on between us more or less than. We simply Are."

Andrew does not want. He will simply Be that which he Is, Here Now, with whomever is with him, and he will take them as they Are. And if what Am and Here and Now equates to is something good, well...

He'll take it.

[stiltonbasket]

20 pending MDZS oneshots/short chaptered fics, 13 oneshots in progress for the TMAAF series, an unknown number of WIPs on AO3, and another multichapter fic for the SVSSS Gotcha. Help 🥲

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

i'm sure there's a ton of world building in the haitham zhongli convos but my adhd cannot. is there like a tldr even if someone else wrote it (i don't mean this like it's bad wiritinf but i just. cannot read long blocks of info)

-@bloodlust-system

no worries i gotchu

TL;DR under cut

rainya gave him access to better equipment so he could get more info from the documens he couldn't fully process last time (that he mentioned in his other convo)

he found two documents, one a coroner's report and another a report about one of the rescued victims from the BCI (black column incident). neither of the people described in the documents show the symptoms you'd have thought they'd have given everyone assumed the explosion had been radioactive bc of symptoms on those who survived from far away. also neither of the victims had inhaled smoke nor was covered in dust and debris, and both seemed to have been in incredible mental distress when the incident happened (like more than you'd think)

he points out that none of that makes sense, bc if the explosion had been radioactive, then they would have symptoms of radioactive exosure (which they don't have). also they should've been covered in dust head to toe given the boulevard sank into the earth and- i mean the explosion. and also also they should've inhaled smoke bc of the black pillar (supposedly a smoke plume)

so if neither of the victims had inhaled smoke nor showed signs of radioactive poisoning, then was there an explosion and smoke plume to begin with? and if there was neither of those, then what the fuck even happened?

also one of the victims' files states they were recovered from the place that sank completely beneath the earth, and STILL had no debris or dust and shit. so what gives? the dating and time of the file would suggest the boulevard sank after anfortas and co. got in, so if the supposed explosion didn't sink it, what did?

(↑ that is more or less what was in the long-ass starting section. since you mention the long blocks of text are what's difficult to read, i'm gonna guess the rest of the exchange is pretty legible)

tl:dr for the tl;dr:

documents from two victims on-scene suggest the boulevard sank after anfortas and co. went in, but also that there was no radioactive implosion and no smoke plume. this puts into question what the earthquake even was if not a massive explosion, and what the black pillar was if not the explosion's smoke plume. both victims also seem to have suffered from some sort of mental meltdown when the incident took place, which is Weird.

[clove-pinks]

Portrait of Marchese Antonio Visconti Aimi by Giuseppe Molteni, c. 1830–1835.

[rad-roche]

been having fun with minecraft lately. i downloaded a mod that lets me be the mayor of a little town. everybody has a job.

the town is, so far, pretty prosperous

you may notice that much larger house on the hill. about that. well. i ordered the town builder to make me a very big mayor house. you know. for being mayor. unfortunately, this dipped into the funds meant for the 'town' 'hospital' for the 'communicable illnesses', so everybody was bedridden with influenza because i never actually built it. this has absolutely destroyed the economy. also, while this was happening, all my bees kept coming out

[sicklysweetgf]

hey if you don’t delete someone’s nudes/lewds when asked you’re the asshole 🙃