#*death. from death omg

[fanaticalthings]

Jason:

Also Jason:

when you're worried about your dad but you also have a reputation

Masterlist

[tiffycatblog]

plotting out the timeline of some of the horrible things that happen to Tim and my god the 2000's fucking had it out for him

Batman #618, Oct '03 - Jason comes back and slits Tim's throat

Robin #129, Oct '04 - Tim's friend Darla gets shot in front of him

Identity Crisis #6, Jan '05 - His dad dies

Batman #634, Jan '05 - Bruce tells him Stephanie's died

Teen Titans #29, Dec '05 - Jason beats him up again in Titans Tower

Infinite Crisis #6/7, May/June '06 - Conner dies

Batman #657, Nov '06 - Damian shows up and tries to kill him

Flash The Fastest Man Alive #13, Aug '07 - Bart dies

Final Crisis #6, Jan '09 - Batman dies

Red Robin #1, Aug '09 - Dick makes Damian Robin

Over the course of 6 years irl, and almost certainly way less time within the comics, Tim just absolutely gets his shit rocked and I'm positive theres stuff that I've left out or forgotten

[kevindavidday]

i just know neil's ass thinks about his father or riko getting shot from time to time like some grounding memory and ends up with a freakish smile on his face (andrew's sad he's deprived of the visuals he'd have loved to see it too)

[cubesoda]

one Older!DTK Trio Doodle Dump Ultra Mega Supreme™ coming right up, sir!! Liz laments the loss of her status as Tallest (out of the three)

also Crona’s there

[dawnofiight]

Guess what.. another hc crossed my mind

If they don't like a theme in dti, Asher, Angel, and Milo will straight leave and rejoin until a theme gets interesting.

Theme is Teddy Bear:

Angel: OMFG

Asher; FLOP THEME AFTER FLOP THEME YO

Milo: NAH FUCK THIS WE PLAYING FASHION FAMOUS

[rogloptimist]

LAKE MISSOULA x JONAS VINGEGAARD

credits under cut!

lake missoula - richy mitch and the coal miners // jonas vingegaard - team presentation, tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard, tadej pogacar, and remco evenepoel - podium ceremony, tour de france 2024 (belga images) // tadej pogacar and jonas vingegaard - tour de france 2024 // wayward son - rainbow rowell // jonas vingegaard - stage 21, tour de france 2024 // it's down to legs - caley fretz // jonas vingegaard - stage 20, tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard - tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard - stage 11, tour de france 2024 // a poem on hope - wendell berry // jonas vingegaard and remco evenepoel - stage 19, tour de france 2024 // quora user shulamit widawsky // jonas vingegaard - stage 21, tour de france 2024 (getty images) // jonas vingegaard - stage 21, tour de france 2024 post-race interview (flobikes) // 'now the fight is over': jonas vingegaard concedes tour de france battle for yellow, but still aims for second - adam becket // jonas vingegaard - stage 19, tour de france 2024 post-race interview (flobikes) // video: jonas vingegaard and matteo jorgenson consoled after heart-breaking end to stage 19 of 2024 tour de france for team visma | lease a bike - kieran wood // jonas vingegaard - tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard - tour de france 2024 // 'probably the hardest moment of my career'-- jonas vingegaard on his crash and fight to be ready for the tour de france - stephen farrand // jonas vingegaard's tour de france was a venn diagram - iain treloar // rise up and salute the sun: the writings of suzy kassem - suzy kassem // jonas vingegaard - tour de france 2023 // jonas vingegaard - stage 21, tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard - stage 11, tour de france 2024 // vingegaard exhausted after tour de france: may cut season short - sjoerd valkering // jonas vingegaard and tadej pogacar - stage 20, tour de france 2024 (belga images) // the thing is - ellen bass // "if you had told me four months ago that i would be second, i wouldn't have believed you" - jonas vingegaard disappointed but proud of his tour de france - ondrej zhasil // jonas vingegaard and tadej pogacar - stage 11, tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard - stage 11, tour de france 2024 post-race interview (nbc sports) // alfred lord tennyson // jonas vingegaard and tadej pogacar - stage 11, tour de france 2024 // remco evenepoel and jonas vingegaard - stage 21, tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard and tadej pogacar - tour de france 2024 // matteo jorgenson and jonas vingegaard - stage 19, tour de france 2024 // matteo jorgenson and jonas vingegaard - tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard and tadej pogacar - podium ceremony, tour de france 2024 // jonas vingegaard and wout van aert - tour de france 2024 (team visma | lease a bike)

[m00ngbin]

Guys guess what. It's SMTWO Thursday. FOR THE LAST. TIME. (I think? Like 99% sure) As always I will update you as I read

[mwagneto]

new pics from episode 6 and 7 respectively...

[ask-but-beware-the-consequences]

They deserve it. (They tried out a night sky lamp) Thank you @sexystevebuscemi for the idea, here's the finished art piece! ^^ Hope you like it and fits your request of jetpacking 🚢💙💙

[fallenrocket]

Okay, a defense of, "It was a fine fish. It was, whatever."

Honestly, I don't think it reflects Stede's actual thoughts about the fish in episode 5, particularly the idea that he was just trying to make Ed feel good. That scene, to me, is the epitome of, "We just pass the time so well." After having spent the day apart, Stede and Ed both take genuine pleasure in hearing about the other's day. Stede seems charmed by Ed's fish story, and there's real feeling behind, "Oh Ed, that is beautiful!" Much like the feeling behind Ed saying, "That wasn't a long story at all," about Stede's cursed suit.

Sure, it's not specifically about the fish, it's about Ed, but it's not Big whoop, it's a fish. Still, Ed is excited about it, so let's encourage him. Frankly, Stede isn't that good at pretending to be interested in something when he's not. It's I love Ed, and Ed loves his fish. Look at him with his fish, isn't he wonderful? I don't doubt Stede's delighted reaction here for one second.

However, when he's flying high, having just had sex with his boyfriend for the first time and now seeing his long-held dream of being a famous pirate has actually become a reality, he's blindsided by his boyfriend's sudden declaration that he's leaving to become a fisherman. Early in the scene, Stede is trying to deescalate the situation--"This can be whatever we want it to be," "Ed, you're panicking,"--but he's flailing too, because he doesn't know where this is coming from or what's actually going on.

So when Ed comes out with his fisherman declaration of all things, Stede's brain short-circuits a little. He doesn't know Ed has already ditched his leathers, he doesn't know about the intense reasons behind Ed's need to figure out who he is, and he doesn't realize that Ed is latching onto fishing as a desperately needed way to be quiet and sit with himself. And Stede says, "It was a fine fish. It was, whatever." What he actually means, though, is probably something more like, Yeah, it was a great fish, but not so great that I thought you'd leave me for it?!?

[quaranmine]

i think the whole cringe is dead, radical sincerity, depth of genuine emotion, earnest effort, and unironic love thing that tumblr has going on the past few years has transformed my outlook on things and changed me for the better. but it does mean that now the people i know irl will give me strange looks for being too sappy or too poetic or too dedicated or too excited about about something because they're still stuck in their "well i only like this ironically" phase. guess that's their problem tho not mine <3

[spotaus]

I am begging on my knees that Tumblr posts this. It has no audio but I cannot send it from my computer to phone and I want it archived lmao-

[lichilly]

“I had all and then most of you

Some and now none of you.

Take me back to the night we met.”

— The Night We Met by Lord Huron

cw implied death, angst, OWWW OWWWIE OWWW

The day starts as usual.

The sun rises, birds chirping as you push open the balcony door to let the morning air in. Joseph steps out, a cigarette already between his fingers. You join him, two mugs of coffee in your hands. He takes one from you with a grateful smile, you both settle into the routine.

The day is beautiful. The suns warm embrace on your skin makes you want to linger there forever, soaking in her rays.

“What d’ya want for breakfast?” he asks, smoke curling lazily from his lips.

You ponder for a moment, imagining the taste of different dishes. “How about…pancakes?” you suggest, feeling your mouth water at the thought.

Joseph chuckles, stubbing out his cigarette and taking a final gulp of his coffee. “Pancakes it is then.”

You eat breakfast together at the table. Joseph flips through his script between bites, humming under his breath and glancing at the clock occasionally. A quiet sigh escapes him as he polishes off his plate.

He rises, placing his dirtied plate on the sink, setting his empty mug on top. He walks over to you, gently pushing your hair back and kissing your forehead.

“I gotta go. I’ll see you later, okay?”

You hum, cheeks warming from the kiss. “I’ll pick up stuff to make your favorite for dinner tonight. I know we haven’t had it in a while.”

His eyes light up, “Sounds like a plan.”

He heads towards the entryway, grabbing his jacket. He looks back at you, a smile still lingering on his lips.

“Don’t worry, filming shouldn’t take long today. I’ll be home before you know it.”

The butterflies in your stomach flutter with his words.

“Okay, I’ll see you later,” you reply, eyes droopy with morning grogginess and love.

The door clicks shut behind him, you watch a moment longer. Your eyes trace over the knob, down the mysterious crack in the wood, and watch his shadowy steps fade away. A sudden uneasiness creeps in, filling your gut with a syrupy ache. The butterflies no longer flutter, their wings cut, leaving you with a heavy feeling in their place.

You try to shake it off, but the feeling lingers, the knot in your stomach tightening with each tick of the clock. Hour after hour, minute after minute, you try to distract yourself with meaningless chores. You go grab things for dinner, the hustle and bustle of the store creating a dull hum over the pit in your stomach. A weak balm that doesn’t last the second you step through the apartment door again.

Night falls, groceries left forgotten on the counter. Seconds tick by painfully slow, each one a reminder of his absence. You can’t shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong.

Joseph doesn’t return that night, or any night after that.

[aengelren]

it marks 3 years since Eren died

[gideonisms]

I'm starting an apartment wall for prints of women holding swords. So far I have an alecto print and I just ordered a Gideon print too. I'm thinking I need an eowyn, a Hennessy from the dreamer trilogy, and an utena but who else should I add

[north-noire]

the emily siblings! felt like drawing them after writing Chapter 1 :] aunt jen = jennifer in my AU, but henry still calls her jen sometimes (she's also the older sibling)