#wtv bro

[noihavenosanitythanksforasking]

the stranger things fandom if we could all stop attacking each other

[howtotrainyourrei]

a redraw of a rwrb scene but its james and reggie!!!

[starii-lins]

screenshot redraw :] ver without text below cut

[riacte]

doc: hahah i only want to be cuddled with ren btw ren have you seen this shippy animatic of us. lol

martyn: ren is my boyfriend that is not an ex btw ren do you wanna get married or no

false: [quietly liked a compilation post of her moments with ren on tumblr]

ren: glory to my homie false symmetry 🫡

[cloverjelly]

woe nark be upon ye. in honor of being on the last episode of dndads s2 😱

i actually dont rly get where this ship came from??? but idk the vibes r great and ig i see the vision

[chroniclesmacaque]

Peakaboo

[Image description: Digital pastel drawing of Ghostmon smiling sinisterly behind a tombstone woth some sparse grass loosely drawn below. It's painted on top of black paper with predominantly three tones of blue, from navy to pale yellow with white and purple accents]

[starredpoet]

[bittersweetstargazer]

It was a quiet night. Almost too quiet.

But that was the kind of behavior that made Stephanie laugh at him, made Dick call him paranoid, made Tim roll his eyes, made Jason-

On second thought, it was perfectly quiet. Just quiet enough to let him stew in his thoughts in peace. But there were some things he'd prefer not to think about.

Like how Jason hated him now, their disastrous arguments where Bruce wasn't sure if he was going to come home anymore, his dead body laying limp in his hands-

He stared at the report he was writing, blank face as he tried to focus on Poison Ivy's new pollen that she spread the other night. He had come across a few criminals who seemed to be under the effect of it that night.

He considered packing up for the night, turning in to sleep at— he checked the time —3:00AM. After, he had a business meeting tomorrow at 10. It would do him nicely to get a few extra hours of sleep before he had to get back to business as Bruce Wayne.

He yawned, standing up and stretching his limbs. He felt his back crack, sighing in satisfaction. He closed up the report, checked all the security cameras around the manor and few around Gotham to make sure nothing bad was taking place.

Bruce walked to the door, hand almost on the handle before the door burst open, smacking him on the nose.

"Gah!" He stumbled backwards, feeling blood stream down his face. "What the hell?"

"I should be asking you that question!" Jason stomped in the room, way too loud for the current hour, and punched him across the face, agitating (or breaking, if it's not already) his broken nose. "What in the fresh hell is this!?"

Jason pulled out his hand and shoved it into Bruce's face, showing a series of messages between him and Clark. Bruce's heart ached for a second, knowing that Jason still kept in touch with Clark, more than Jason had done with Bruce.

The messages seemed to be casual back and forth conversation before he could see Clark asking Jason to give Bruce a chance. It goes on, with Jason refusing, but then Clark brings up how Bruce had, in fact, actually tried to kill the Joker, but was restrained due to Clark and the Iranian government. Bruce had a quick, sudden flash of anger, remembering how enraged he was when Clark had stopped him, explaining everything. He suddenly deflated, nodding silently to validate the fact that yes, he legally could not have killed the Joker.

Jason's face froze for a second, staring at Bruce with an unreadable expression. "W-why didn't you tell me any of this?"

Bruce shook his head, opening his mouth to speak, although a little clumsily. "You were mad. I already blamed myself for your death and I wasn't in the best state of mind. I thought it didn't matter if you blamed me for anything else, and that it didn't matter because either way, you died under my watch. I thought I deserved it."

"Shut up, shut UP!" Jason roared, shoving him into the wall. Bruce's head hit the wall hard, the low thud that echoed reverberating in his head.

"This isn't about you, but you always make it about you. It's always about how heartbroken you were or how angry you were! I bet you never gave a single shit about me when I was still alive, huh? Just wanted the street urchin to prove to your golden child that you could replace him easily, almost as easily as you replaced me!" Jason had tears streaking his face, his words sounding more melancholic than furious.

Bruce's eyebrows furrowed. "It was never like that, Jason, I loved you, truly. Nothing you could do could ever change that."

"Really?" Jason's voice was quiet- shaky, even -as he took in what Bruce was saying. "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"I already said that—"

"No, Bruce. I don't want that bullshit answer. Why didn't you tell me."

Bruce opened and closed his mouth a few times, lost for words. Finally, he settled on "I don't know."

Jason froze, devastated. His face morphed into anger, and snarling, he said, "I don't even know why I tried with you."

He turned around, ready to stomp back out of the cave, but Bruce grabbed his arm. "What do you mean, Jaylad?"

"Don't call me that, and never contact me again, you- you—"

"Jason! I don't understand. Please, let me make things right—"

"NO!" Jason yelled– no, screamed –and ripped his arm out of Bruce's grip. "No." He broke down crying.

"You never wanted me to be in the family did you? You knew you couldn't tell the Joker and you never told me because you didn't want to see me around again, huh? Well, screw you. I can do so much better than this shitty family."

"Jason, that- that isn't true. I—"

"If it isn't true, then why didn't you tell me?"

Silence rung throughout the cave as Bruce was left grasping for answers. Jason shook his head slowly, backing out of the room.

"Forget this."

"Jaylad. I- I'll admit that there might've been some part of me that couldn't bear seeing you again. You reminded me of all my failures, all my weaknesses, and all the way I could've done better. That was wrong of me. I shouldn't've forced my regrets onto you, shouldn't have made you living proof what went wrong. You deserved better than that. And I promise you, if you turn around and come back to me, I'll give you what you wanted all along. Just please, forgive me."

Jason stopped walking. Bruce held his breath.

"I'm so tired. I don't know if I can keep doing this."

"I know. And I'm sorry."

. . .

"Do they hate me?"

"I don't think anyone could hate you, Jaylad."

Jason crumbled to his knees, running his hands through his hair in a crazed manner, sobbing loudly. "I just- I just want my dad. I just want my dad."

Bruce slowly crossed over to Jason, kneeling next to him and pulling him into his chest. "I'm here, Jason. It's going to be okay."

@bruciemilf

[muddy-f1]

AINT NO WAY

[fairyhaos]

bro forget alcohol and drugs and whatever. do u know what the most addictive thing is ever? white rice.

[chai-en-kaadhale]

i think the strongest we ever really hear suas voice being is when she goes "my god my universe" and that makes me insane

[desifugo]

Strangers by ethel cain is so vinland saga core. do y'all see the vision

[if-loki-was-a-fox]

Explaining my thoughts on Bedrock Bros is so hard because I can never figure out how to convey the similarities between them while also make the differences really clear

Because what kills me about them is how they were both simultaneously trying to use the other as a weapon and trying to form a genuine relationship, it's just that cTommy was primarily trying to form a relationship while incidentally to turning cTechno into his weapon, but cTechno was consciously trying to turn cTommy into a soldier/anarchist/terrorist while subconsciously trying to form a relationship

Because both had enemies they needed to destroy, for revenge and self defense (again, balanced in opposite amounts), but both were also desperately lonely and latching hard onto anyone who wasn't trying to hurt them

And to me, cTommy was doing it all in the way a scared child does, needing the nearest safest adult to protect them, while being a bit oblivious to the adult's needs (because that Should Not be a child's responsibility, but still leading to selfishnesses), and cTechno just doesn't understand the way children work or hold any extra patience for children (probably he wasn't given any as a child, and so just sees kids as smaller adults because that's how he was seen as a child, I would assume) so between that and all his own issues, being unable to be vulnerable with others, and also generally being unable to see himself as fallible or in the wrong to any degree when under any amount of stress or accusation (aka, he's deeply defensive, probably insecure about something), he just seem cTommy's actions as, well, a betrayal. And hold him responsible as he would an adult who knows what they're doing, rather than as a hurt and scared child with only so much understanding of cTechno's issues (because cTechno isn't communicating them, so how would cTommy know them?)

[padmesbox]

"The immortal Hulk shows us the rarest type of power fantasy, the fantasy of liberation. It depicts a monster that does not seek to drag society backwards or defend the status quo [like most superheroes do], but seeks to actually uproot institutions and classes that hurt people more than a million shitty little gang members in the subway ever could" (From the video essay, The Batman: Critiquing Power Fantasy by Kay and Skittles)

I would LOVE to see something like this for Hangman and Death Riders, ik it won't happen but like man??? the idea of Hanger having to be the bigger of the monsters between him and Mox in order to free aew from his evil oppressive regime (that let's face it, they have dropped the ball on presenting it as such but okay) just compels me in such a way like more than him looking to redeem himself or wtv (tho THIS being the beginning of his path towards redemption would be PERFECT) but for the feud with Mox, Hanger should just be rutheless, so much worse than him bc "now is the time of monsters" and you need a monster to take down this evil.

Like I'm sorry but I'm tired of the narrative that Hanger has to lose and lose and lose bc "that's what made him relatable before" or whatever, that was awesome, no doubt, but it's been done, it's been seen, he needs to actually develop beyond that, just let him wreak havoc, let him run over everyone like he keeps saying (before the booking has him look like a loser 💔) that would be so good to see. Let him be Mox's executioner, Mox's HANGMAN again but this time for the ultimate prize omg please let him be a MONSTER.

EDIT: I will say, tho, that if Hanger's motivations to get the title are 100% selfish bc "what did aew do for me when my home was being invaded or when o was being spied on?" and such, that's perfect to me too, so long as they allow him to be a MONSTER.

[honorary-bad-kid]

they r in a field… and they r silly,,, goobers

[13eyond13]

actually stunned by how gay The Beatles has been all this time and I just never knew