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Just got stabbed and kicked and got my soul out and my heart got eaten by the wolves and

(I've listened to The Underworld Saga)

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Yes, I actually did it, but it was necessary believe me

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Give me bisexual genderfluid asexual Steve who just,, doesn't realise not everyone feels that way.

Like, yeah, gay people exist, he knows that. straight people dont though, thats a joke, right Robs? what. what do you mean some people only like the opposite.

And, like, obviously everyone switches genders. what do you mean most people stay as one gender. you dont wake up as a girl sometimes? whaaaaat... Dustin, dude, you're joking.

What. You crave sex. No its like,, a hobby. What do you mean you actually feel sexual attraction. Nancy what. What. Its just for fun, right? Why are you looking at me like that.

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Dare I say Crowley and Jason Todd share a little bit of their souls

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While their stories are different , Helen and Odysseus are very similar in "roles" of their narratives

Sounds nuts but hold on. I'm also probably wording that weird. but here we go.

Obviously with the time, the culture, and their genders to consider, they ARE very different but there's just...something that's been ITCHING me about them and their stories.

1.) Both of their homes/lovers are "fighting for them". Obviously the Trojan War is about bringing Helen home through the Oath of Tyndarius. (Also, "You kidnapped my wife, wtf?") Menelaus LITERALLY fighting to bring Helen back home. Penelope is fighting so that Odysseus has a home to come back TO.

2.) Paris/Calypso: Cause them both to weep in their stories, literally keep them captive through the means of an immortal/magic for YEARS. People will fight about how "willing" they are

3.) Deiphobus/Circe: Another "lover" where both were just...going through the motions. Trying to survive. Just another day in hell. Shorter amount of time. Both Deiphobus and Circe "defeats" involve someone's "rescuing" (Odysseus rescuing his men, Helen herself being rescued)

4.) Taken away from their home that they didn't want to leave

5.) Missing most of their only child's childhoods unwillingly

Even then, they are technically the CAUSE of each other's circumstances in life. Odysseus made a deal with Tyndarius to marry Penelope. Helen only got to choose Menelaus because of Odysseus' idea. Odysseus had to leave home because of said oath and still tried to resist leaving. Helen is only able to go home (aka the war is over) because of Odysseus' idea again. Both Penelope AND Menelaus leave the place they were born in (Sparta and Mycenae) to rule with their spouses in THEIR homelands. Even with how they're both an "enigma" could be something.

Obviously, they are not each other's "center of the world" but they both have affected each other with their actions (or actions under duress) Same with their spouses.

JUSt... SOMETHING'S ITCHING MY BRAIN WITH THIS skldjf klsdjf MAybe it's a whole "This is how men and women both "fight"" with their expected roles at the time and comparing the two? IDK I feel like there's something there.

Feel free to say something about this if you know more about this topic or shed some light on this or if you just want to chatter about this.

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To every Spanish person in here who believes in the republic have a big hug ❤️💛💜

Since it's 14th of April (the second republic was proclaimed in this day) I wanted to share a phrase from one of the most important people on that period of time, someone who achieved and got us things we didn't have. The phrase doesn't have anything to do with the republic directly, but it's one of my favorites and I wanted to share this on this special day, to remember <3

"La libertad se aprende ejerciéndola"

- Clara Campoamor

(Which is traduced to "Freedom is learn exercising it" or something similar)

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Actualization I'm reading Dracula again and I'm making notes about everything

It's cool because my mom's romanian and this reread it's making me see lots of cool things I probably didn't stop to see last time

Like

Babe I know what's mamaliga and I'm so proud of that

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Oiii thanks!! 😭💓⭐

Last song I listened to: El lado de los rebeldes by La Raíz <3

Currently watching: The Justice League (with my brother as Netflix took away from us Young Justice ✋😞) and Dead End: Paranormal Park (with my sister 🤝)

Sweet, savory or spicy: Savory usually but I would attack someone if they take away from me the last piece of cake I left for next day nobody takes my chocolate things 👍

Relationship status: So devoted the lines blur BUT homoerotic relationship with her older sister

Current obsession: Stevie Harrington as per usual and because I'm rereading Dracula, the way he just threw a mirror through the fucking window

Last thing I googled: Do I have to ask the government to build a bunker for myself?

Tags (if y'all want to! no pressure <3)

@savj2003 @thedvilsinthedetails @miseryoforpheus (didn't know what acc was better ajsjs 💗)

And everyone else who wants to!!! 💫

tag thing

I got tagged by @tardis-to-pendragon and @thegreymoon. Thank you sm!! ❤ ❤

Last song I listened to: I was listening to the Eminem and Dido song Stan

Favourite colour: dark blue and dark purple

Currently watching: I had started 911 a year ago and then took a break around s3 to watch something else, but with all the excitement about the newest eps figured it was time to continue watching it, so currently doing that

Sweet/savory/spicy: All three, depends on my mood

Relationship status: Single and very happy about it

Current obsession: Blue Eye Samurai. I have major brain rot at the moment.

Last thing you googled: Was looking up Dido because I was wondering where she disappeared to

I'm tagging: @zoroshonkingbazonkadonkas, @youdontloveme-yet, @bisaster-energy, @kuraioshiro, @dengswei

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Yes, I am in Spain, but I'm also in Spain without the S

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I'm sorry Wayne Munson I swear I love you

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Day 243 of posting Good Omens memes Everyday until Season 3

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might have fallen into a little buckingham brainrot 😵‍💫

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Renee Montoya just one chance

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I love the concept of humanity and the loss of it in media so much you don't understand i eat that shit for breakfast lunch dinner

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Steve watched Eddie's van turn the corner and shut the front door, closing himself away from the outside world so none of his neighbors could see him as he rested his forehead against the painted wood.

"I'm not going to cry," he told himself.

He said it even as his eyes began to burn and his face began to twist, teeth grinding and throat closing. He wiped quickly at his face, again and again, as he stumbled to the couch to sit, drying each tear as it rolled down his cheeks, clinging to his jaw.

"I'm not going to fucking cry," Steve choked, and then doubled over into himself, arms around his thighs, and he began to sob.

So what if he was twenty-two, living in his parent's house alone, working the same dead-end job with a sixteen year old manager. So what if all his friends and family were in college, spread out from New York to Chicago to Los Angeles. So what if his boyfriend was moving to Seattle for his band and they broke up, because Steve was never going to be his parents, resenting and being resented for keeping his partner from his dreams. So what if he was too scared to ask Eddie to stay, to ask Eddie if Steve could go with him. So what if everyone moved on and Steve couldn't?

Steve grew up lonely. He could get used to it again.

He didn't realize how hard he was crying until the front door burst back open and Eddie hurled himself at Steve's feet, long limbed and clumsy and babbling.

"Baby, oh fuck, I'm sorry," he said, already untangling Steve from himself, tying all his loose ends back up together with his until they were a knot of their own. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Stevie. I never should have— I wanted to—"

"I'm sorry," Steve sobbed back. He gasped and swallowed it all back down. Eddie had already gotten them raveled up again, it would take forever to pick it back apart. Steve knew it would hurt worse this time. "Fuck, Ed, you didn't have to— I'll be okay, I don't want to hold you back—"

"Come with me," Eddie burst.

And Steve couldn't help himself, and began to sob again.

"Please," Eddie begged over Steve's crying, his voice shaking and his face wet enough to match Steve's. "Please, sweetheart, honey, please just come with me?"

Steve took a shaky breath, embarrassed and now too full of hope and fear. "You sure?" he whispered. He pressed his face into Eddie's neck, breathing him in again for what might be the last time, again. "Eddie, don't—"

"I'm so sure," Eddie said. "I'm so fucking sure, Steve, please."

"Okay," Steve breathed. Eddie had always been the braver of the two of them, especially when it counted. Steve leaned back so he could look at him, red faced and watery eyes. He tried to give Eddie a smile, but he knew it was wobbly and weak. "Okay."

All of Steve's fears meant nothing as he watched the happiness break like dawn over Eddie's face.

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8y Dick: ugh, can't believe B thought this was a good idea.

10yo Wally, sad, depressed, scared of his dad, and has no friends because he's the weird kid, looking at Dick like he hung the moon: y-yeah, adults can be so weird like that.

Dick: yeah, I bet you rather be back home hanging out with your friends.

Wally: I don't have any friends, plus I try to be out as late as possible before going home.

Dick, looks at him: why don't you have any friends... And staying out late?

Wally: welp I love chemistry so much I'm labeled the weird kid people tend to stay away, and I don't want to see my dad.

Dick:

Wally, nervous:

Dick: tell me about your chemistry knowledge.

Wally, happy, if had ears and tail of a dog would be perked up and wagging, telling him everything he knows and gifted him some acid to be his friend.

*end of flashback*

Bart: so how do you make friends?

Wally: the fuck should I know.

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jason: what do you mean i’m too old for the easter bunny??

bruce: jason, and i cannot stress this enough, you’re a 22 year old crime lord who murders people on the regular

jason: okay? where are my colorful fucking eggs?