#youre half way there tho

[casualavocados]

I want you to call me in person. I'll only meet with you. I'll only answer your phone calls. I only trust you.

Chen Yi, head of Yiyun Meng: North Hall, with Ai Di at his right hand KISEKI: DEAR TO ME (2023)

[sometimesmaybespoof]

When she Half on my Life till I 2

[bacchuschucklefuck]

[moghedien]

Act 2 of BG3 is just about half-elves antagonizing each other and making it your problem

[feline-evil]

S E V E R A N C E

[fairyhaos]

"You've placed all the smiles of the world in my hands"

[ganondoodle]

there are multiple posts about there being made a deal with .. illumination ... to make a ....zelda movie..... over on twitter and i tweeted about me not being happy about it and hoping its not a thing (given how successful the mario one was ..... well, its gained alot more probabillity) and that yes i am 100% sure it will be bad and it WILL impact how i feel about the franchise bc i do care about it and dont want it to be bad-

it blew up over night and people got extremely upset about my opinion that i posted on my account so much so they either started insulting me over it, calling the zelda fandom toxic and insane (bc apparently i am the CEO of zelda fandom on twitter and am also toxic and insane) or start 20+ reply threads arguing with people while not untagging me on any of them

idk why it keeps happening that my random opinion posts blow up over there but maybe i finally reached a following size where i am in immediate danger of my harmless personal opinions to get passed around like i have some sort of authority over reality and i need to be rectified for it, but man its getting exhausting

so, hey tumblr!! thanks for not treating me like that for the most part! here goes my actually unfiltered opinion twitter would not be able to handle

i absolutely HATE the idea of a zelda movie, and i think it CANNOT be good unless you somehow get hayao miyazaki to do what he wants with it but we all know that aint happening and i also hate the thought of having to wade through and endless amount of screenshots of it bc it will make me see it, yes this time i actually do have a seething hatred for it, can you imagine crisp rat link????? i took psychic damage just wrtiting that and no its not even worth to have it just to make fun of it bc this isnt a funney ye olden times CDI crap but a modern billion dollar movie thats inevitably gonna be seen by millions of people and i will have to live with the knowledge most people will think of that first when i dare even mention liking zelda, i cannot express the shame i would feel i wish i actually had authority over reality to stop it from happening aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[enden-k]

i hope some people dont forget kaveh is canonically around his 30s and haitham is younger by a few years

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[nenoname]

got reminded of that scene in great ace attorney where the protags see a painting of the prosecutor's brother, immediately assume its him, proceed to talk shit in front of him about how lame it is to make a painting of yourself prettier than how you really look, and then leave

so now im just thinking about early amnesiac!stan seeing these

and then going "yeesh, what type of guy is ford to have all these villain ass paintings of yourself everywhere" while ford is dying internally

[starculler]

strap in for this week's fic flavor: the failsafe episode of season one of the young justice cartoon except the simulation just won't. fuckin. end.

(fics that inspired this at the end)

If I ever did sit down to make my own fic, I'd split it in 3 parts:

The Simulation: bits and pieces of the 40 years Dick lives after most everyone he knows has died

The Return: the immediate aftermath and healing from the trauma of having not-quite-actually lived a whole life only to wake up and find out it was all fake. nothing traumatizing about that whatsoever.

The Unintended Consequence: aka the twist I'd love to add and would hint to in the second part - finding out the simulation, through martian mind fuckery, pulled from the real world (and in many cases, from real minds). Dick meets a bunch of people he didn't think were real outside the confines of his simulated life. A bunch of rowdy, heroism-inclined teens across the years get to meet the sibling/friend/mentor figure they all dreamed up one night.

(actual idea snippets under the cut)

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Dick Grayson is 14 and most of the world's heroes have died. He planned a suicide mission that left him the sole survivor of a doomed team he helped found. The invasion may have been stopped, but is this really the price he wanted to pay?

The first face he sees in the infirmary is Roy's, and he has to close his eyes and just breathe for a few minutes because for one painful moment he'd thought it was Wally. But this isn't the world where his best friend miraculously survived alongside him. This is the one where he got his best friend killed and didn't even give him the courtesy of following behind him. Behind them.

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Dick Grayson is 27 and has lived longer without Bruce than with him. The invasion's anniversary is always a tough day for him, but that morning seems especially harrowing. He'll get shit for it later, but can't resist stepping out onto the balcony of the manor's master bedroom (Bruce's old bedroom) for a smoke -- his first since he'd promised to quit if Jason, just 15 then, did too.

"Bad habits tend to pile up," he'd said, a rueful quirk to his tired grin. He'd tapped the cigarette twice on the railing and added, lower, "and this one's especially nasty, huh."

He inhales, watches the sun creep across the horizon, and lets acrid smoke burn through his lungs for a long moment before blowing it out in a small cloud. His eyes water, but he doesn't cough. It tastes just as bad as it did the first time he smoked one, not even a year after the invasion and treading water as Robin proved insufficient.

There hadn't been enough heroes to go around then, and Dick had been trained by one of the best. It hadn't been fair, but it had been his plan that had ultimately stopped the invasion. His shoulders everyone's expectations fell on.

He takes another drag, then smudges the lit end against the rail he's leaned on when he hears a boot scuff purposefully against the roofing above him.

"Todd and Pennyworth will be upset with you."

He doesn't turn around. Damian doesn't jump down to join him.

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Dick Grayson is 54 and wakes up in a room full of ghosts. He hears his long-dead father-figure tell his long-dead team about a simulation they weren't meant to win. A training exercise gone wrong and only half a day spent under their mentors' careful, if slightly panicked, supervision.

He looks at his hands, watching the way his gloves crease when he flexes them in and out of tight fists. He looks at his team, their eyes a little haunted but shoulders slumped with relief even as they grumble. Batman's heavy, gloved hand settles on his shoulder and the weight of it is a nauseating mix of foreign-familiar.

He opens his mouth. Closes it.

Tears prick his eyes behind his domino mask, and he tells himself the suffocating, acidic void building in his chest is just some leftover side effect of the ordeal and not the grief-guilt of outliving yet another family (no matter that they hadn't been real in the end).

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Dick Grayson is 16-going-on-56 and well used to the coincidences piling up between his simulated life and the real thing. Some of it -- missions and villains he remembers cropping up -- he's marked for Bruce to review and sort as he pleases. Some -- security for the cave, team building anecdotes, and training regimens -- he's shared with the team. And some he keeps only for himself.

Tim is one of those. He knows it's not fair to the kid (so much smaller now than he ever was when Dick lived his simulated life), but he can't help being selfish just for this. Tim is the one kid he's sure he didn't make up, and if Dick's taken to babysitting the kid just to be near at least one member of the family he built for himself in the wake of the worst days of his life .... Well, anyone who says shit about it can happily stand in line to have their teeth kicked in.

Despite this, it still catches him off-guard when he sees a familiar face pop up in one of Bruce's reports.

Jason Todd, caught boosting tires off the batmobile, is nearly the same age now as he was when Dick met him. He stares at the words, but none of them really sink in beyond the kid's name and address. He's moving before he's even made the decision.

He's used to the world kicking him when he's down - lived it for 40 frustrating years. But he has Bruce again. And things with Tim have been so good. And he's always been selfish when it comes to family. If he could just see Jason. If he could just meet him. If he could talk to him.

If if if if if--

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Inspirations:

Circles in Shattered Mirrors by InfinityIllusion

Fine (But Not Okay) by CharlotteDaBookworm

Verisimilitude by mutemelody

[theloveinc]

kunigami's teammates see him kiss you and they see a glimpse of how his face used to be before he went to the whole wildcard thing and it gives them whiplash 🥲

JDJFYDKFI !!!! I literally have a drabble somewhere about how kissing Kunigami is the only time you’re able to see the old version of him …. so, SO TRUE!!!

He definitely tries to distract from it by wrapping you up in the intensity of the kiss, but… it doesn’t go ignored by the crowd. Which is funny because he turns back around to rejoin the group and he’s back to his rough stoicism like nothing even happened. I CRY!!!!!!!

[peacheenie]

ohhhhh groundhog day on tv downstairs rn . . . it is one of my fave films plot wise so im letting myself be a bit indulgent and thinking abt larry goin thru that in the middle-aged opposites ex event . . . let me have this ok . . . . .

his whole day of "oh god i dont wanna fucking be heerrrreeee. i dont wanna talk to these kids abt stuff i dont care about. i need to leave so badly." then bumping into kabu near the end of it but thinking nothing more of him turning into an everyday cycle of becoming more and more unhinged as hes forced to do the same mundane shit he just does Not want to do, over and over. but also simultaneously sloooooowly getting to know kabu and his peers more, mostly against his will, the more out of his routine he goes every day when he finds the courage to do so. ultimately it turns those days into moments of genuine interest when he and kabu end up bumping into each other....

that or diff version where the event happens normally throughout a singular day; they end it in the hot springs eating hoenn delicacies together but then after all of it they end up hanging out at the hotel in larrys room, accidentally talking all night and falling asleep with their hearts and heads full of joy only for larry to wake up the next day and kabus straight up just gone; he isnt in his room with him when he wakes up.

that isnt even the worst part tho because when larry confronts him again the next day, kinda giddy and Very not his usual self because hes actually... yknow... allowed himself to just Be with someone else As himself for what feels like the first time ever.... kabu doesnt remember any of it!!!!!!! 💥

i think hed go a little bit insane abt that tbh....

like. imagine for the first time in probably over a decade; genuinely opening up to someone and showing interest in getting to know them better (despite telling yourself to not bother because youre probably not even worth their time) only for the next day they turn around, look at you and act like it never even happened. and just after having been so casually and genuinely accepting of you to boot. i think hed just kinda deflate after that. argh. 💥💥💥💥

groundhog day just makes me think so many things guys,,, it is rly rly good and fun to explore the concept i think,,,,

[flovoid]

‘the imperfect family’

[twinstxrs]

thinking about how gorgug + kristen perceive both their own deaths & each other’s, and how that impacts their relationship. bc i feel like freshman year kristen was too caught up in her newfound knowledge of the nature of her own god to truly clock & process gorgug’s internal revulsion of where he went after he died, & freshman year gorgug wasn’t familiar enough with the complexities of other people to truly lock onto the sorrow buried within the chaos of kristen’s upward/downward/sideways spiral until she was seemingly on the other side of it. & i wonder if they’ve ever really talked about it (unlikely), or if they’ve just cracked very few jokes that didn’t land and decided to never quite do the work & dig through that part of their relationship. but there’s a kinship there; kristen specifically singles out gorgug to tell him she died again, and gorgug apologizes that he wasn’t there with her this time. gorgug takes one of the finger bones off kristen’s newly/long-time decayed corpse to have an anchor to something in the world. despite the fact that they were in different places after death, having been together during it means everything.

anyways what i’m trying to say is i think they should talk about it.

[marvel-lous-guy]

Tony: Why do you have another detention?

Harley: Apparently I verbally abused some girls

Tony: Why!? What happened!

Harley: They realised I was gay and they were all like "oh my god you're gay? That's so cute! You can be my gay bestie! Slay queen!" So I may have told them to stop harassing me because I'm gay and that it's a hate crime and that I'm not their gay bestie because nobody fucking likes them anyway.

Tony: ...

Peter: It was bad

Harley: Yeah, well I wanted to say "shut the fuck up Amelia! I'm not your gay bestie! Don't fucking call me cute! We're not friends! And you look so much like a man that I'd probably fuck you if you were half decent looking!" But I didn't

Tony: Okay, now that seems a tad uncalled for

Harley: Okay, I'm sorry, that was too far. I just have a lot of pent up rage.

Peter: It's true, we played dodgeball and now the whole school is scared of him

Harley: *proudly nodding*