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[dreamingkitsunewrites]

Hey homie, here's a question:

How would you interpret the meaning of Heart-Shaped Box by Nirvana?

Hey friend 💜

I love this question, and I’m honored to share my thoughts with you 😻

I’m actually pretty curious about this mysterious topic because Nirvana is one of my favorite bands. I even read an entire biography about In Utero back in the day, so please forgive my rambling in advance 😂

(possibly triggered and upsetting content under the cut)

Both the lyrics and the music video of this song have this haunting, surreal vibe. The fact that part of it recreates a hospital setting probably refers to a visit the band made to a pediatric hospital shortly before the song was written, which apparently left Kurt particularly moved. ("I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black")

The subject of the song is definitely his relationship with Courtney Love, which seems to have been troubled, especially toward the end. The "box" in question could refer both to the gift Courtney gave him and also act as a metaphor for, well... feminine private parts (which could tie into the idea of a "toxic relationship based on sex"). "I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks"

Personally, I believe there’s much more behind both the lyrics and the video, reflecting Cobain’s unique insight into the world and his personal struggles. For instance, the imagery of Jesus on a cross in a field of poppies, which clearly symbolize drugs. And the numerous references to abortion, pro-life movements, and critiques of the Church.

I even like to think of the entire meaning as a visual, visionary interpretation of Nietzsche’s "God is dead" theory, but that’s just my own thought...

I don’t know, I feel like I’m rambling too much. I hope my thoughts make sense to you (sometimes I question my own brain 😂).

Now I’m curious—what do you think about it? 👀💜

[ashoss]

something about damian makes people go “ooo little brother!”

[mantimae]

The Oracle’s hand.

[erinwantstowrite]

itsy bitsy peter!!

i fear peter has always been a strange child

[dreamingkitsunewrites]

Loid is such a gentleman to you 😻😻😻😭

part 1

CW: Fluff, angsty, slightly suggestive, MDNI. (Part 2/2)

WC: 1.3K

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. However, you begin to wonder how much longer you have to wait for him to come back. You can be patient, but deep down, you know you’re aching to be with him. You’ve made dinner to help distract you from lingering thoughts about him and if he’ll be back before midnight.

You made a lasagna with Anya tonight. You got her to try some stuffed olives that you picked up from the store while you were on your ooting together. The days with her do take away any sadness you might feel; she is the ray of sunshine that melts the worries that you may have floating in your heart. She doesn’t need to know that you feel sad, so you focus on being present with her. She knew that you meeting up with her papa tonight, so she gave you a drawing to give to him when you finally rendezvous together. It was a picture of the three of you and the dog that she kept asking for. Little does she know, her papa will be giving her a dog very soon. He is big and white, and very well-trained. You’re glad that a dog will be present soon; another wonderful friend to have in the family. 

You quietly got ready while Anya prepared an overnight bag for the babysitter. You know in the morning you would be there to pick her up and take her out for breakfast; waffles á la mode sounded perfect. Your messy hair was combed out, makeup on your face, and you decided to wear the dress with the Peter Pan collar. You were not interested in bringing attention to yourself tonight, you were just there to meet your dance partner. You daydreamed of being in his arms and knowing that he would kiss you like he hasn’t seen you in years.

“You look pretty, mama. Did you do it for papa?” Anya asks. 

“I guess I did. I haven’t seen him in a little while, so I figured I try my best.” You responded with a blush creeping on your cheeks.

You feel a hug around your legs in an instant. “Papa loves you, and I do too.” You look down and pat her head. “Are you packed up?” You ask her as you pick her up. 

“Mhmm!” She points to where she placed her overnight bag. At her age, Loid always made sure she was ready to go if they needed to be somewhere. You double checked if she had all her belongings and nodded in approval. With coats on, you both headed out. 

With a change of pace, you greeted Anya’s babysitter, and right before you left, you kissed her head. “I’ll see you in the morning, okay? Good night, Miss Anya!”

She waves good-bye as you rush down the stairs. You look at your watch, it’s 8:30 pm. You figured you should stop by a local bar before going to the event. You decide to have a Shirley Temple, and you don’t care for the judgement of those around you. You stare at your reflection of yourself at the bar, and double check that your hair is falling in place just the way you like it. You feel nervous and the butterflies are circling in your stomach. It feels like you’re about to meet him for a first date all over again. You smile to yourself as you find the confidence to remind yourself that you are pretty and that he is also waiting to see you. 

You walk towards the event. You wanted to feel the chilly air on your face; it helped ground you. You still felt so nervous to see him again. “How did I get so lucky with him?”, kept ruminating through your mind. He may constantly be away, but you know he is devoted to you. You wanted to tell him how much you yearned for him, but you know those thoughts would disappear the moment his arms found you.

As you walk into the event, you observe the grandiosity of the decorations. There is a giant arch of balloons and decorations are everywhere. Hors d'oeuvres are being passed around by different waiters. People are dancing, drinking, and overall, it seems like everyone is having a lot of fun. On the walls, you observe couples canoodling, and that yearning feeling is back. You wonder where your darling husband can be. 

“Hey, your Forger’s girl, right?” a man asks. The tone in which he said was little condescending for your liking.

“I’m not his girl. I’m his wife.” you answer sternly. 

“Oh, didn’t mean to bring the claws out, sweetheart.” He proceeds to imitate something that an angry cat would do when irritated.

You remain stoic and calm. “I stopped by to leave my donation here. My husband does a lot for this hospital and I wanted to contribute.” You look at him and feel disgusted by him due to how inebriated he is. “Who are you, by the way? You’re asking a lot of questions and I don’t know you.” 

“Name is Koch. Dr. Koch. I’m an anesthesiologist.” he says, barely able to stand up straight.

“I can’t believe he has administered anesthesia.” you thought to yourself. 

“So why are you here all by yourself?” he asks.

“I just said that I was here to place my contributions,” you said curtly. 

“But alone? Such a pretty thing like you shouldn’t be alone tonight,” he states, approaching you.

You take a step back as he continues to walk towards you. “May I remind you that I am married, Dr. Koch.” 

“What he doesn’t know, won’t hurt him, right sweetheart?” He places his hand around your waist.

You become paralyzed. This man is touching you without your consent and you can just push him off, that would attract attention. It’s 10:59 pm, “where could he be?”, you thought. “I only have eyes for him and only him,” you reassured yourself as the panic began to swirl. 

“Can I help you, Koch?” you heard a familiar voice. You turn around and it’s him. Your darling husband. “I would appreciate it if you can keep your hands to yourself. This is extremely inappropriate, and I��m afraid I’ll have to escalate things if you don’t cease what you’re doing right now.” Loid was polite, but there was something in his tone that demanded that you respect his authority. 

Koch huffs and stumbles away quietly. 

Loid quickly places his hands on your shoulder as he pulls you towards him. He whispers into your ear, “I told you I’d make it…are you okay? I tried to get here as fast as I could.” 

Before you could say anything, your body turned around to look at him and you hugged him around his waist. All of the words that you felt were stuck in your throat, but all you could do was take him into an embrace. 

He laughs as he acknowledges that you’ve missed him. This embrace tells him how much you love him, but he did have a promise to keep.

“May I have this dance?” he asks you. 

You look up to him with that same pink blush that he’s familiar with. You nod in approval. You release yourself from the embrace and he extends his hand, quietly asking for yours. As he guides you to the dancefloor, an instrumental version of Gershwin’s The Man I Love begins to play. Loid places his hand on your waist, firmly holding the other. 

“I love you, I’m sorry for being gone.” he says while looking at you.

“I love you too, darling. My wish came true, you’re here before midnight.” you say earnestly. 

“Would you like to go home after this dance?” he asks.

“That would be lovely, we can ring in the new year together at home, ” your voice lowers. “We do have to pick up Anya in the morning, however.” 

“Did you promise her waffles in the morning?” he asks slyly.

“Yes, actually,” you laugh. 

“That gives me a few hours to make up for my absence. I hope you’re ready,” he whispers against your ear, with his lips slowly grazing it.

“Careful darling, don’t want to burn yourself with fireworks,” you say with a giggle.

“Don’t worry, I won’t,” he whispers.

[thewanderingace]

Leverage Redemption Season 3 Trailer

[welcometogrouchland]

I have a LOTT of sketches I could post rn but these 2 are recent and I'm fond of them <3 Steph costume ideas and Tim/Damian cringe bickering inspired by Batman: Brave and the Bold #18!

[bruciemilf]

We as a society need to take advantage of Bruce’s movie trauma more.

First of all, not only is he incredibly apprehensive about cinemas, he’d also be way too busy with Batman and single mom-ing to stay in the cinematic pop culture loop?

I wanna see Bruce who only ever watches recorded Gray Ghost tapes. Name any movie post 2001. He hasn’t watched one.

When the Batkids enter the picture, they hold a contest on who can inflict the hardest psychological damage. Tim tries hooking him on Mean Girls but Bruce is too scared of Regina.

Steph: Okay so, it’s her wedding day and she strategically invites all three of her mother’s exes to find out who her biological father is, but! They all just end up adopting her instead!

Bruce: [Quiet but excited clapping]

Dick shows him Twilight. The resemblance between him and Robert Pattinson freaks him out.

[decapod-appreciator]

bruce wayne’s weird scary daughter spotted with second, weirder (but not scarier) teenage girl at gala

[peculiardiction]

Another @dcforgaza prompt COMPLETE! this one's for @newbiedoesshit , and it's the robins playing poker with gummy bear chips! I LOVED drawing this one, thank you so much for your donation 🥰

[bryverros]

rotating them in my head like on one of those spinny meat thingies

[dreamingkitsunewrites]

oh, you already know you can ALWAYS blow up my ask box.

💖

Thank you, friend 💕 you're always welcome to mine too🥺🥺💗

[ashoss]

time to sleep for 500000 years

[stephscassie]

really can't believe that there are Stephanie Brown haters. Like some people saw her and were like 'yup, that's the embodiment of all evil' and this is her.

[demonic0angel]

Danny: Wes, buddy

Wes: go way

Jazz: we're just- are you okay?

Wes:....

.......

Wes: Steph broke up with me

everyone: What happened?

Wes: dont know. everything was going fine. we were about to sign a lease and move in together, and then bam, she hit me with a break up

Jazz: ah Wes

Wes: T-T I still love her

Dani: Im calling Tim he'll get to the bottom of this.

*two phone calls later*

Dani: so I got some news from Tim. So you know how Steph father is a criminal?

Wes: yeah he's Cluemater, but why does that matter, Steph is no contact with him.

Dani: well he got in contact with her and threatened to put a hit out on you if she didn't come help

Jazz facepalming: so she's doing the stupid "break up with SO to keep them safe" thing

Dani: yep,

Danny: I sense much groveling from her in the future

Dani: it'll probably happen sooner than later. Steph was at Dicks place when Tim confronted her and Dan overheard the conversation and, well, he's now 'helping'

(Omg how’d you know that I was thinking ab them??

I also adjusted the ask a little bc I lowkey started writing before I finished reading, and I really don’t want to change what I wrote.)

Wes put his head in his hands with a low moan of despair.

Jazz patted his back. Danny hummed, stroking his beardless chin as he then laughed to himself. “Reminds me of Val. She also broke up with me to protect me. Against myself.”

Dani kicked his shin. “Yeah, because she loved you, you asshole!” She turned to Wes and asked, “So what are you going to do now? I can ask Tim to do some more digging, but I’m pretty sure he feels like she’s right…. Probably because they’re all taught by the same crazy person.”

“Batman,” Wes, Jazz, and Danny all said in unison, sounding exasperated. Dani nodded solemnly.

Wes sighed deeply. “This is why I hate heroes.”

“Amen,” Dan smirked.

“Wes! Dan!” Jazz scolded, ever the hero-admirer.

Danny shrugged a little and offered gently, “I mean… I think you should talk to her first. As a hero, the one thing we hate more than our nemeses is our loved ones getting hurt. She was probably going to make a plan to keep you safe and get rid of Cluemaster at the same time while you two were broken up. It’s not like she knew you could defend yourself or that you had us to protect you either. It’s your choice, but honestly… cut her some slack.”

“I was going to, anyways,” Wes grumbled. “She wanted to protect me, and I won’t punish her for that. Even if she thinks I’m some sort of defenseless, stupid civilian.”

“Well….” Dani said and she and Danny shared an amused look before bursting into laughter. Wes rolled his eyes as Jazz gave an amused huff. Dan just crossed his arms and looked at Wes with a bored look.

“If you want, we could take care of Cluemaster,” Dan said. “You should talk to her and then hopefully resolve this.”

Everyone looked at him with vaguely impressed expressions. Jazz was a tad teary as she said, “Oh, Danny, I’m so proud of you! Actually offering something altruistic! Oh, you’re growing up!”

“I’m already grown up!” Dan snarled, bristling with a green tinge to his cheeks. “I’m 8 years older than you!”

“My little brother’s growing up and being nice!” Jazz gushed, pulling him into a hug as he scowled and ground his fangs together.

Danny and Dani burst into laughter again and even Wes couldn’t help but chuckle. He relaxed as the siblings all bantered and had fun, leaving him a moment of quiet amidst the oddly soothing noise to think about what to do.

Stephanie had definitely panicked and tried to handle everything on her own, but even if it pissed him off how she made that decision on her own and left him behind in the dust, he was determined to have her back. As a plan began to formulate in his head, Wes nodded to himself.

No one was going to stand in the way between him and Steph. Especially not another deadbeat dad!

[dreamingkitsunewrites]

The banner looks so cute😻😻😻and the fic?? Loid is such a gentleman😻😭 I LOVED your vibes❤️

CW: Fluff, yearning, pining, etc. (part 1/2)

WC: 0.7K

You accepted that he was away on a mission right after Christmas. He made the holiday memorable for you and Anya; a whirlwind trip to Paris to make up for the incident after your wedding. You accepted that he would take numerous risks, but it would never interfere with your marriage. Your role now as his wife was to help maintain appearances to protect his identity. Right after he left for his mission on the 26th, you received an invitation to a New Year’s Eve party hosted by the hospital’s foundation. It would be another fundraising event, but there would be dancing and guaranteed fun. 

Your only point of contact is through the bracelets that you shared. You don’t get to talk to him, but he kept his word to tell you that he made it to his rendezvous point. You felt a small vibration on your wrist, telling you that he was safe. You would have to wait for another signal later to let you know that he was on his way home. You have no idea how long each mission would be, but you guaranteed that Anya wasn’t lonely either. Playdates at the park made the day go faster.  She’d be an amazing sous chef in the kitchen (if she didn’t drop anything on the floor). Her laughter and smiles made the days go faster. The exhaustion from the days would never leave you any room to linger on any concerns you have for him. You know he would come back to you, no matter what. 

Loid plays a major role in the pediatric department, you’re wondering if you should make an appearance and contribute to the fundraising efforts. Would it be suspicious if you went alone? Or would it create suspicion that your husband isn’t around his lovely wife? You could just lie and say that he had a stomach ache and couldn’t make it last minute. As you contemplated what you should do concerning this party, you felt a second vibration.

“He’s on his way home,” you thought. Within a minute, the telephone rang. It’s 10:00 pm, so you wonder who it could be.

“Hello?” 

“Hi, Darling. I’m just letting you know that I’m coming home,” he says. You heard a shiver in his tone.

“I’m assuming you’re calling me from a payphone, sweetheart.” You playfully state.

“Yes, you made the rule to not use cell phones.” he laughs.

“It’s true. I just want to make sure you’re safe.”  you giggle as you twirl the telephone line. “Listen, we got an invitation a few days ago for the hospital New Year’s Eve party…should we make an appearance.” 

“We…probably should. Darling, I’m exhausted…do you want to stay until midnight?” his voice sounding drained. You acknowledge that at this point, his body is catching up with exhaustion and that he needs to rest. 

“I don’t need to be at this party…but I know appearances are so important for you. If I had to choose what I wanted on New Year’s Eve, I’d want to dance with a dashing man and maybe he’ll take me home before midnight.” You feel your face getting warm, your ears are burning. You're his wife and you still feel shy voicing out your desires.

“Will this dashing man get to kiss you at midnight?” he asks slyly. 

“That will depend…the dance would need to be memorable,” you laugh.

“Oh darling, don’t you remember our wedding? This time I won’t have to hum the songs. It’ll also allow me to show everyone my lovely wife.” He says cheekily. 

“I love you…I suppose that we’ll just have to meet at the party? Seeing that I’m not sure how long it’ll take you to get back.” 

“I’ll be there before midnight, I promise. Just wait for me a little longer, okay?” 

“I love you, Loid…” your voice cracks a little. 

“I love you too…I’ll be there soon. I promise.” His heart breaks a little, but this is the only way he can console you right now. He knows that he needs to make up for lost time, but he’ll make sure to be there before midnight. He can't wait to share that dance with you.

Thank you @eevees-hobbies for reading beforehand <3