#ive connected the dots...

[infinitelyweary]

[housewifebuck]

https://www.tumblr.com/housewifebuck/733117375605506048/the-parallel-of-buck-fighting-his-way-out-of-the

Okay so I read this anon and I realised that Eddie also nearly drowned in the well and if you look at his memory montage thing you can easily say he got out for Chris and Buck

oh fawk....

[nartothelar]

the official pokemon blog posting submas TWICE, a new black and white tcg set announced, the new tins for the set LITERALLY having emmet and ingo’s entire team, the triangle motifs????

something big is COMING, I can feel it…

[themarychain]

ok okokok GASP. when farleigh and oliver are playing fuck marry kill and farleigh says that he’d like to fuck richard iii because ‘he’s insecure, so you know he’d put in the work’… oliver has been insecure all his life and doesn’t fit in anywhere. oliver told elspeth ‘unlike you, I actually know how to work’. richard iii allegedly killed his way to the throne just like oliver did. farleigh was attracted to oliver because he put in the work !!!!

[outtamynoggin]

It's crazy what he gets away with (and who the ones letting him get away with it are)

Bruce: What Nightwing did might have been... unconventional, but it worked.

Tim: Exactly. I mean, sure, the plan might have involved hacking into Gotham’s power grid, a few strategic distractions, and, uh, some minor illegal surveillance-

Barbara: MINOR? DISTRUBANCES??

Tim: Okay, fine! The plan also had a teensy bit of hacking into the stock market, manipulating a few politicians, and borrowing a couple confidential documents, but nobody was harmed!

Bruce: ...In the strictest sense.

Tim: Yes! See, it's a win-win solution!

Barbara: *furious* You two are insane. You’re treating morally ambiguous like it’s a fun new hobby. He practically engineered an escape from a high-security prison by tricking the entire staff into thinking it was game night. In addition, he orchestrated a city-wide blackout just to steal classified documents, and you’re calling it genius?

Bruce: Very resourceful.

Tim: I mean... it’s not his fault they didn’t know how to play Dungeons & Dragons. Also, I want to see who else could pull off a high-profile heist while simultaneously launching a PR campaign for a new tech startup!

Bruce: *to Tim* Wayne Enterprise's tech gadgets cleared the shelves, we need to speed up production.

Tim: Already on it.

Barbara: You’re defending this? That’s not genius, that’s a psychotic breakdown wrapped in a cape! It's madness layered up in a three-piece suit!

Bruce and Tim: It’s Dick.

Barbara: I swear, if it was anyone else, you’d be throwing them in a cell for years.

Bruce and Tim: It’s Nightwing. He has plausible deniability.

Barbara: Plausible? I think he has a whole separate universe of deniability!

[voidofthevoidmv]

I noticed a correlation here, and maybe I’m looking too far into it- But listen. In the comics, it’s revealed that Stanley once wanted to become a comic book author, having made what is known as “Lil’ Stanley.” However, as we learn in the comic, his dreams were crushed when his comic was turned away and he gave up on his dream. Now in the present, he sees the comic he once made as a reflection of his own disappointment and shattered dreams- Selling it for 3 bucks on sale. NOW HERES THE THING. In Stanley’s Lowest Moments it’s listed that his dad tried to pawn him off for- How much money? 3 BUCKS. Ima reiterate. Stan sells Lil’ Stanley- The comic that he put his heart and soul into and was seen as unsatisfactory- For 3 bucks. Filbrick Pines tries to pawn Little Stan off as punishment for a bad grade- And by extension his inadequacy- For 3 bucks.

Yeah. This means nothing, but I’m still gonna be sad about it.

[justanotherhh]

Alastor: I'm an evil unknowable monster that only does things for strange manipulative Machiavellian purposes and i am never affected emotionally by anything

Rosie and Mimzy: he's an anxious aroace sweetheart who'll do anything for people he likes and is hugely protective to the point of self-destruction, but if you let him know this he might disintegrate, so we let him know he's very scary and formidable every once in awhile to boost his confidence- YES ALASTOR YOU'RE A DEPRAVED LOATHSOME TERROR OF THE INCOMPREHENSIBLE ELDRITCH KIND! YOUR ABILITY TO CAUSE CARNAGE IS WIDELY KNOWN! YOUR PRESENCE FILLS PEOPLE WITH DREAD 👍

[mizuphae]

for centuries, men have frequently used the pronoun "she" to refer to inanimate objects such as boats, cars, and houses, which is likely a result of an unconscious instinct stemming from the objectification of women and is a display of heterosexual masculinity.

in an interview, max said "everybody names the car a girl. i'm like no, it’s a guy. why should it be a girl?". this contrasts his fellow drivers who often address their cars as "she" and the f1 sport as we know it, which is a heterosexual and male-dominated sport. in this essay i will

[mintedwitcher]

Absolutely NOBODY EVER is allowed to say that Tommy doesn't like Buck just as much (if not more) than Buck likes Tommy. Nobody EVER can say that. This man worked a 10+ hour shift fighting a fire that left him Covered in soot, and his FIRST THOUGHT once it was over, was to get his ass to the hospital to be there for his date with Evan. Without stopping to change or shower or even wipe his damn face. No one is EVER allowed to say that Tommy doesn't care about Evan Buckley. I am going to bat for this man.

(Also something something "I walked through fire every day of my life because of you"/"love me anyway"/"sorry I'm late, that fire was a beast"/"so are you" invisible string theory okay goodbye)

[goldenchainsaw1974]

guys..... Cyclone.......cyclone's are measured using the Beaufort Scale and Saffir-Simpson scale ...... Beau ..... Simpson ..... Cyclone......

[majimaisms]

[fascinationstreetmp3]

[skyeoak]

The main difference between Archives and Protocol so far is that the Magnus Institute was a tea workplace and the OIAR is a coffee workplace

What makes a person a monster? Tea

What makes a monster a person? Coffee

[aulerean]

postmaster pearl and her *ahem* postmaster pigeons

[noodles-and-tea]

Tragic bbc boys

[lakesbian]

nobody move. i've just successfully articulated the sentiment that taylor's power turns her into a panopticon because she was living in one & explained her trigger in a way i feel satisfied with for the first time in my life

the concept of the panopticon is not just about surveillance, but about creating an environment where people cannot be sure whether or not they are being surveilled, and thus must constantly act under the assumption that they are. which is exactly what happened to taylor--we see from when we first meet her in the school that she's anticipating attack from every possible direction to avoid it, and the one time she lets her guard down a fraction and assumes she's found a safe spot to hide from abuse, she's targeted with the juice spills. and this is after her trigger event, but it's clear she behaves this way because it was beaten into her over the entire course of the bullying. it's what she describes when she recounts the trigger:

��I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop.  But I made a friend, one of the girls who had sometimes joined in on the taunting came to me and apologized.  ...  Her approaching me and befriending me was one of the big reasons I could think the harassment was ending.  I never really let my guard down around her, but she was pretty cool about it. “And for most of November and the two weeks of classes before Christmas break, nothing.  They were leaving me alone.  I was able to relax.” I sighed, “That ended the day I came back from the winter break. I knew, instinctually, that they were playing me, that they were waiting before they pulled their next stunt, so it had more impact. I didn’t think they’d be so patient about it. I went to my locker, and well, they’d obviously raided the bins from the girls bathrooms or something, because they’d piled used pads and tampons into my locker. Almost filled it.”

the precise moment when she stopped consciously anticipating and preparing to react to abuse--when she relaxed, when she stopped acting as if the lack of danger didn't mean that she couldn't still be hurt at any time--is when she was brutally reminded that she's never safe. she's still in the panopticon. she isn't literally being watched every second, she isn't literally in lifelong danger of having her vulnerabilities exploited, but it feels like she is. she can never ever be sure she's safe.

so she triggers, and she gets a power that turns her into a panopticon, and lets her watch everyone right back. it lets her regain control by turning her into a source of danger that could attack anywhere, from any direction, any time, fully unexpected.

& the reason her power enables her to watch Everyone--not just a single person, or a few people--but Everyone, is that the other major aspect of her trigger is the trauma of facts like this:

“It was pretty obvious that they had done it before the school closed for Christmas, by the smell alone. I bent over to throw up, right there in a crowded hallway, everyone watching. Before I could recover or stop losing my breakfast, someone grabbed me by the hair, hard enough it hurt, and shoved me into the locker.”

"All I could think was that someone had been willing to get their hands that dirty to fuck with me, but of all the students that had seen me get shoved in the locker, nobody was getting a janitor or teacher to let me out."

for months, for years, she was in a community where everyone regularly witnessed her humiliation and abuse, and everyone, dozens and dozens of kids and teachers, either contributed to it or was knowingly, silently complacent. this is what sticks with her: the idea that she is so universally reviled, so deserving of revile, that any crowd of witnesses would, without hesitation, consign her to the filth of the locker.

what else is she supposed to conclude, but that everyone she interacts with is a threat? that she can't drop her guard ever again, because no one will be coming to help her if she does? of course she has to become the panopticon. of course she has to watch everyone, all of the time, if she wants to stop it from happening again. of course she has to live among the teeming lowly and crawling things she has been taught via one firm shove that she is worth less than, and of course she has to use them to watch everyone back. and it would be inaccurate to say that doing this--monitoring everything with her bugs--makes her feel safe. all it does is allow her to remain in a constant state of paranoia and traumatized hyper-vigilance more efficiently.