#Discovering Canary Islands

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🏝️ Meet our contestants 🏝️

Cindy 🇫🇷 is ready for the adventure!

Our style guru and French representative in Discovering Canary Islands is a contestant who won’t leave you indifferent.

✨ Love Island France winner with a background in military training, Cindy brings love and laughter to the table (together with her A game).

Are you #TeamCindy ?

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[pangeen]

“ RUNNING DRY “ // Sebastian Grafe

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Real Atlantis - Footage of lost islands near Canary Islands revealed

[dunmeshistash]

Dungeon Meshi - Kahka Brud and The Island

Kahka Brud - Town adventurer's go through to arrive at The Island, where the dungeon was discovered.

The Island - Island situated off the coast of Kahka Brud, The Dungeon was discovered conected to the village's graveyard.

Merini (Or Melini) - The Village where the Adventurer's stay and make preparations before adventuring in The Dungeon.

Image Texts under the cut

First Image Showing Kahka Brud

Laios pointing up: Our hometown is farther north across the sea. It's a boring place with nothing but mountains and snow.

Marcille pointing to Kahka Brud: Everyone comes to the island through this neighboring town. It's the biggest one in the area. The Magic School Falin and I went to is there too.

Cythis pointing west talking about the canaries: We came from a city on the continent that lies northwest of here. Of the human races there 80% are elves. 20% are "other."

Kabru pointing east (tiny Kuro with Mickbell on his shoulders besides him): Utaya is… was far to the east of here. Humans and Demihumans are still fighting over the territory. Kuro came from that area as well.

Shuro point downwards east: The Eastern Islands are scattered to the southeast of here. There aren't many longlived races, and there's constant internal strife and wars between islands.

Tiny Izutsumi and Rin: We all have roots on different islands.

Dungeons:

Budou Pit

Dwarf-Style Dungeon

Collapsed

Brud Dungeon Cluster

Dwarf-Style Dungeons

Captured

Currently part of the town, and only traces remain

Tower of Night Cries

Gnome-Style Dungeon

Captured and being sealed

Currently administered by the Gnomes

The Island

Compound-type Dungeon

Discovered in 507

Second Image showing details of The Island

"The Island"

Over the years, it's been given many different names by it's various owners: Dwarfs, Elves, and tall-men. By now, most of these have faded away and it's just called "The Island."

Merini Village

Once a small fishing village, the discovery of The Dungeon has brought about drastic changes

[On the north-most part of the village]

Island Lord's Mansion

[Middle of the village, near the shore]

High Street

All the necessary tools and food can be bought here.

[Deeper to the southeast of The Island]

Dungeon Entrance

Connects to the Village graveyard, which is no longer used for burials.

[End of Descriptions]

Here's the world map in case you want to check it along with the descriptions from the characters, I'll make a dedicated post for it later on.

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⚣ Remember 🥷🏻

⚣🥷🏻A/N → This was a bit of a challenge for me for some reason. Maybe it's because we still don't know how exactly Jason died or what he was like when he was on the team so I had to go off what we know about Jason already. Plus, the fact that he doesn't have his memories really got my creative juices flowing. I did not proofread thus like the others cause I'm trying to focus on finishing my other fics. Also, here it is again for you @acoustickitten Anyways... WARNINGS: Emotion & Angst, Mentions of Death, NSFW warnings included on Patreon NSFW Version Here👈🏽

⚣🥷🏻Summary → When Jason died, your world fell apart. You and he had a special bond that you didn't share with anyone else on the team. So, when the chance to be reunited with him came as an invitation to Ra's Ah Ghul's island, you quickly took the chance to be with your old teammate, friend, and crush. Only you didn't expect to find him different than you remembered.

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You were so glad you hadn’t given up.

When your previous team appeared on Infinity Island to rescue their friends, the Red Hooded Ninja battled with Nightwing, your old leader and friend. Ra’s ordered you to stay out of sight, as he didn’t want your former teammates to know you were here yet. Your mission was too important for them and yourself. So, you watched from one of the windows as your friends fought with your League allies.

Back in 2013, you had been recruited to the team by the Justice League when they discovered you on the streets of your city fighting crime with your meta-abilities. You could see into and read people’s thoughts, much like Miss Martian. Except your powers seemed to be stronger, seeing that you had the ability to control and enter someone’s mind at will and manipulate their thoughts. Along with flight force-field manipulations, you were quite the adversary. So when Batman, Captain Marvel/Shazam, and Black Canary showed up one day to offer you the chance to use your powers in a team environment, you figured, why not?

You were alone, having lost your family at a young age, and your adoptive family wasn’t much better, seeing you and your abilities as freaky. They just wanted to get whatever money they could off of you. So you accepted their offer and took on the mantle of ‘Psicon.’ Besides, living in the Cave was awesome. The Team was way more welcoming, and you felt like a part of a family for the first time, growing a special relationship with one of the members, Jason Todd, aka Robin.

Both of you and Jason had similar backgrounds and connected from that. The team often joked that the saying was true opposites attracted because you two couldn’t be more different from each other. Strong in your own rights, you were reserved, while he was outgoing. You thought with a slow, calculative mind, and he was impulsive. You were no pushover, but you mostly kept your thoughts to yourself, whereas he was very outspoken.

But, you found joy in your differences with each other. You shared similar interests and grew a strong bond. Over time, your feelings became less platonic and more romantic, which your friends loved to tease you for. Dick, Kid Flash, aka Wally, and Artemis mainly, before the latter two left the team for college. 

You hadn’t known if Jason felt the same towards you, but Dick encouraged you since the two had a special relationship, both being Batman’s sidekicks and sharing the mantle of Robin. Not at the same time, of course. When Dick picked up the mantle of Nightwing, Jason had become the new Robin.

You were planning to confess your feelings to Jason but never got the chance. 

A mission you weren’t on had gone left, and though you never found out what had went wrong, it didn’t take a genius to figure out what happened when everyone had returned except for Jason. Dick tried to comfort you as he felt your pain, along with Batman, but it did little to help. You were heartbroken. 

Jason was the only one who knew your history, as you hadn’t told anyone else. He knew some of your deepest secrets and insecurities had helped you through dark moments, and now he was gone. And it wasn’t just for you, as your friends and teammates had noticed your impact on him.

Maybe that’s why some had joked about how Jason held a soft spot for you. He was always nice to you, of course. But, he always had a level of sass and bluntness he’d give others but never towards you. Your friends, even Bruce, had mentioned how they saw that you’d tapped into a more gentle side of Jason none of them ever could see or would be allowed to see, at least.

So, no. Dick couldn’t understand where your pain. No one could. 

After that, a distance grew between you and the team since everyone refused to tell you what had happened. Then, in 2015 a little over a year later, Batman recruited a new Robin, Tim Drake, and you had fucking lost it at that point.

Furious at Bruce and Dick for being so willing to replace Jason, you went off on them, feeling they had dishonored him. Your teammates tried to calm you down, but your fury had been on a different level none of them had seen before. Even Conner was unsettled at the rage spilling off you, being considered the literal definition of anger issues himself. It was safe to say you had no relationship with Tim. While you weren’t hostile or bitter towards him, you had no incentive or want to build a friendship.

At some point, you received a mysterious envelope. Where it came from, you didn’t know, but what was inside it had your attention immediately. It was a letter asking for your aid in an important matter. And whoever wrote it apparently had particular need of your ‘talents.’ You were prepared to ignore it until you saw another note inside, only it wasn’t a note at all. It was a picture, a recent one.

Jason.

He was alive. You could tell cause he looked a bit older than the last time you saw him. Though, just by looking at the picture, you could see something was off. That usual egotistic but confident spark you always noticed in his eyes wasn’t there. Both the corners of his mouth were straight instead of one side upturned up a bit, leaving him with his natural smirk. 

In truth, his blank gaze at the camera caused an unsettled chill to go through you. It was as if you were looking at a ghost of Jason instead of an alive one.

But it was him.

He was alive somewhere, and after so long of only feeling hollow and numb where your heart should be, you felt it stirring in your chest again.

You didn’t know if the others knew, and you weren’t planning on telling them. You’d contemplated leaving the team for some time, and Tim’s recent addition only made that decision easier for you. So the next day, when everyone was asleep, you packed your clothes and disappeared that night, not saying goodbye to anyone.

That’s how you ended up with the League of Shadows and the Al-Ghul family on their island. When you saw Jason for the first time, you wanted to run to him, hug him, and sob into his shoulder. Part of you didn’t believe he was alive, needing hard proof of living flesh in front of your eyes. Truly enough, even looking at him, your mind still couldn’t believe he was there. He still had that strange blank look on his face, though. When you first entered the room, he stared at you, which creeped you out even more now that it was in person.

You found out Ra’s and his family were the ones who recovered Jason’s body and had used the infamous Lazarus Pits to revive him, and while the pit’s healing and life-restoring abilities did that, there were consequences. He explained that the Pit tampered with Jason’s mind, sending him into a feral and almost animalistic state, and though they tamed him, his mind was scattered, and memories were gone.

That’s where you came in. Your telepathic abilities had been recognized exceptionally for their strength, surpassing M’Gann’s powers. With your ability to enter and manipulate minds, Ra’s suspected you could restore Jason’s memories, bringing him back to himself.

At first, you were unsure since you didn’t know the consequences that could come if you tampered with his thoughts. When you’d voiced these concerns, Jason had turned his head to you, a curious gaze replacing his blank expression. Ra’s and Talia observed, speechless as he made his way to you, head tilting in confusion as he stared into your eyes. You didn’t move, watching his hand come up to your face and one of his fingers slowly caressing down your cheek.

“Psi…con.”

It was your turn to be speechless. You felt tears come to your eyes and shut them, attempting to hold yourself together. It was too much. Clenching your fists at your side, you choked on a gasp as you forced yourself not to cry. Even Talia felt a bit emotional at the sight of your grief, though she didn’t show it, remaining poised as ever.

“Ah, it would seem your presence has already triggered a spark in his mind. You two must have had a significant connection for him to recall your name.” Ra’s pointed out, eyeing you with an intrigued look.

It didn’t take much convincing after that.

“I’ll do it.” You stated with no hesitation in your voice.

That same smile Ra’s held when you agreed was the same one on his face now in 2019 as you and Talia holding baby Damian had come out just in time to see the Bio-Ship flying off to hear Jason uttering “Gray…son” in a slow, and almost zombie-like speech.

You had begun to lose hope. Jason, now the Sensei’s Red-Hooded Ninja, was trained as a guard and protector. He was no longer of a feral and animalistic sense of mind but more of a living, mindless zombie, understanding and taking directions well. However, the sessions he had with you were not making much progress. 

Every time you’d gotten close to having a breakthrough or found what you thought was a crack in the haze around his mind when working, you got shut out. It was as if something was trying to keep you from getting to Jason’s inner mind and releasing his memories, and you didn’t think there would be much you could do anymore, as nothing seemed to be working.

So, expectedly, you felt your heart pause and your body still when you heard him. Barely feeling like you could move, tears had once again come to your eyes at hearing the first word in the four years you’d worked in healing Jason’s mind.

“Ah, your memory is finally returning. Excellent.” Ra’s said before he turned in your direction, nodding for you to come to his side. “Your work is starting to pay off. I’m aware of your frustrations in this quest, but tonight has proven your efforts are not in vain. I want you to continue your sessions more frequently. This could be the start of him fully regaining his mind.” You nodded your head before turning back to walk inside, Jason trailing behind you from Ra’s order.

He followed you to your room, where you went inside and rummaged through your drawers before finding the desired items. You turned to see him standing in the middle of the room, the red glow from his robotic eye mask bright in the moonlight from your window.

“Please, sit.” You asked.

In your sessions with him, you always spoke with a gentle tone. You didn’t want to command or order him around like the others. You communicated with Jason as you always had before, hoping it’d bring familiarity and comfort. Over time, it seemed to work. Jason notably sought you out whenever something distressed him. For whatever reason unbeknownst to you, this had pleased Ra’s.

Even if you were having little success restoring Jason’s mind, Ra’s had noted that while everyone else had Jason’s obedience, you held something more precious, his loyalty and trust.

Tonight, you hoped you’d found what you needed to achieve that first and ultimate objective. When your old teammates showed up, and you watched Nightwing and Jason battle, it reminded you of the old days before he had died. You three goofing around in the control room during sparring and training.

After hearing him utter Nightwing’s name and thinking back to the first time he uttered your old superhero name, it hit you like a ton of bricks. 

Those moments were all triggers for Jason. Things that evoked emotion and nostalgia from him, like when someone smells a dish their grandparent used to make when they were a kid or hearing a song that reminded them of a special moment. 

It made you remember a comment Jason once made about how when you talked, it calmed him. He said how he found your voice relaxing and that he could just listen to you speak about whatever, and it would bring him peace. Not really knowing what he meant by it, you remembered very well how it made you feel and how it still makes you to this day.

Thinking back to the night you came to the island, you realized Jason hearing your voice had been his first trigger, which helped him remember your retired name. Fighting with Dick brought back the nostalgic feeling of when he used to spar with him in the control room, helping him remember his name.

So, you intended to create more triggers. Whatever prevented you from fully accessing Jason’s mind and releasing his memories was obviously weak to emotional pulls. Those pulls could come from anything that held a feeling of significance or nostalgia in his memories.

Grabbing what you needed, you joined Jason on the ground, crossing your legs before placing everything in front of him. You had a small collection of Jason’s things he’d given you or stuff you had borrowed from him and forgotten to give back. You had some of his favorite books, old batarangs, and even one of his eye masks from his Robin costume.

He looked at everything on the ground, picking some things up and observing them before placing them back down.

You’d tried this tactic before, but with your discovery, you figured maybe there was something you needed to do or say to help spark something. Jason thumbed through some books and messed with the Batarang a little, but you had to be careful since you weren’t sure if it was one of the ones that could explode.

When he picked up the eye mask from the Robin costume, his head tilted while looking at it before turning to you and holding it between his hands, making you grin at his adorable confusion.

“It’s your old mask. It goes over your eyes. Here, I’ll show you.” You explained, holding your hand out, allowing him to place it in your hand.

You brought it up to your face and put it on before showing him, “See? Like the one you have on, it goes over your eyes.” You said.

Jason stared back at you before he looked down and pointed at the space next to you. Realizing what he was asking, you nodded, “Yeah, you can sit next to me.” You expressed, patting the spot next to you

He got up before moving to the spot and placed himself back down before turning to look at having to tilt his head down slightly. He pointed to the mask on your face, silently asking for it. When you took it off and handed it to him, he just looked down at it, turning it to study it from all different directions.

“Do you want me to help you put it on?” You offered.

He turned his head to you, that glowing robotic mask staring at you before you saw him slowly nod. Turning your body to face him a bit more, you reached your hands up slowly, “May I?” You asked, referring to his current eyewear.

He paused for a moment before nodding. Gently placing your hands on the sides of his head, you grabbed the mask and lifted it from his face, able to see his blue-green eyes, taking time to enjoy them since it was rare you ever got to see them. He rarely removed his mask, and only when you were doing intensive work with your telepathic powers on him did he sometimes remove it.

You were caught in his gaze as well as he was with yours. For a moment, it felt like you were back in 2013 before everything had gone wrong, and it was just you and Jason, staying up at night talking about anything and everything that came to your mind. The memories brought some tears to your eyes, and you were shocked to feel a finger come up to one of them. Jason was looking down at you, and though he mostly still held a blank expression, you could see underneath a bit of concern etched into his gaze.

“I’m okay.” You assured, or at least attempted to.

Wiping your eyes with the sleeves of your robes, you gave him a quick smile, which seemed to relax him. You hadn’t even noticed he was tense.

He turned back to look at the mask before slowly placing it on his face. A bit smaller now since he’s grown, it was like you were looking at him as the day you last saw him. You loved how his hair was still slightly curled over his forehead with the mask, not being able to notice it as much when he wore his ninja hood.

You raised your hand slowly to his face, pressing your palm against his ear. Whether or not he snuggled into your hand was totally not important and did not cause swooning in your gut.

Alright, you’re a liar. But you’ve been through a lot these past few years. You’re allowed to have this moment.

“Okay, Jason. We’re going to do what we do in every single session. But, this time. I’m going to project some of my memories into you. Is that okay?” You asked. Consent is key.

He nodded his head after a moment, training his eyes on you as you closed yours. He kept focusing on you while you channeled your memories into your hands to pass on to him. Eventually, he closed his eyes, welcoming your power into his head.

There were flashes of different moments from your past, all relating to you and him. Some were moments of you guys training together in the sparring room with Dick. There were times of you two together on missions, and one particular memory when Jason’s big mouth got you both into a less-than-desirable situation once again. But he managed to get you out of the sticky mess by using said big mouth again. That memory always brought a smile to your face. You remembered being so mad at him and then laughing at it like madmen when you returned to the Cave.

In each of these memories, Jason was wearing the mask. It was a part of his identity. Not just as Robin, Batman’s sidekick, but as Jason Todd. The boy who just wanted someone to care about him.

Suddenly, your head flooded with more memories, some you recognized as not your own. In your physical body, you could feel Jason tensing in front of you, shouting out in pain. It was working!

You managed to unlock part of Jason’s memories. Concentrating, you could see some of these moments from his past. And to your shock, they all seemed to involve—you. You saw the first day you’d met the team and Jason for the first time. You’d thought he was an obnoxious little twat, emphasis on the little since you were taller than him at that point, and you had voiced this thought as well. Over time, he caught up with you. And now, he’s got a few inches over you.

“Did this nobody just call me a little twat?”

That wasn’t your voice, nor was it your words. You did call Jason a twat that day, but you’d never call yourself a nobody.

You caught another memory of when you and he were with the team fighting against Dr. Ivo and Amazo. That fight left many bruises on your body since Ivo had decided to make some upgrades. When Amazo managed to get your powers and use them against you, it’d trapped you in your thoughts, torturing you with some of your worst memories. Jason pulled out of there while the others had managed to distract it long enough and eventually take it down. He’d overheard some of what you were crying out about and decided not to push.

When you had returned to the Cave, Jason followed you outside to get some air and think for a moment. You had warmed up to each other a little, and Jason had started telling you about his background and how he came to be Batman’s sidekick. After some contemplation, you told him about your past and how the Justice League found you. He had made a joke saying all you needed was the staircase and a letter from a white owl, and you could be the next Harry Potter.

You punched him in the arm for that joke,

“Hmm, kid’s not as bad as I thought he was. Packs a punch too.”

It took you a minute to realize, but you eventually got it.

These were Jason’s thoughts from those memories you were witnessing, his own inner dialogue. It was interesting to see some of the moments he found precious, things you had never even thought about before or remembered at the very least. And now, you were hearing it from his point of view. You used to always make a joke with him that you’d pay big money to know what he was thinking about sometimes.

“If he knew what I was thinking, I’m sure he’d either smack me or punch me, maybe both. Wouldn’t do anything except make him hotter.”

Pardon? Can we rewind that last part?

Did Jason call you hot? Like hot, as in attractive hot? Or, hot as in, ‘Ah! This bitch is burning. Get them away from me,’ hot?

Looking at Jason’s other memories with you, you could also feel some of his emotions from those precise moments. You felt annoyance from earlier thoughts, typically around the earlier parts of your relationship. Amusement at times when you and he would get into a silly argument. Or when you went on one of your excited rants about something. The further you got along in his mind, the more you felt his feelings change, becoming more intense. Curiosity turning into fondness. Admiration becomes the urge to protect.

A particular memory had caught your mental attention. One that you recognized was about a week before the mission that would ultimately lead to the end of Jason’s life. Dick and Jason were at their house, Wayne Manor, and they were talking while working in the Batcave.

“So, how’s everything between you and Zatanna?” Jason asked while practicing his kicks and punches on one of the training dummies.

“It’s good. She’s still a little upset over Nabu’s refusal to release her father’s body for no more than an hour, but she makes do with it.” Dick said, turning to face him from whatever he was doing on the Bat-Computer.

Things had gone quiet for a moment, Dick looking a little smug before he spoke up, “So, you and Y/N?” He smirked.

You felt a clench in your chest and didn’t know if that came from Jason or yourself.

“Shut up,” Jason said.

“I’m just saying, you two seemed to have gotten really close over the last few months. You’re actually considerate and somewhat respectful when you’re around him too.” Dick commented.

“Fuck you, and again. Shut up.” Jason responded.

Somehow, you could feel the small smile that formed on his face.

“You want my advice—”

“No.”

“Tell him how you feel and ask him out,” Dick continued, ignoring Jason. “And I’d do it soon. You didn’t hear this from me, but I’ve heard someone else on the team has eyes for Y/N too. So, if I were you, I’d hurry up and take my chances. You never know how long you have until it’s too late.”

An unpleasant toil in your stomach blossomed at that sentence, but you felt curiosity at the same time. You just didn't know if one or both feelings belonged to you or Jason. You did wonder who harbored feelings for you on the team though.

You couldn’t dwell on it any longer though when you were tackled to the ground, forced back to reality. Opening your eyes, you saw Jason on top of you, looking at you with another feral look, only it wasn’t the same as the one he had when you first arrived on the island. This one was wild but in an attractive way. His sea-like colored eyes staring back at you but with a darker look. It had you on edge but also ☀️feeling very hot with how he pinned your arms to the ground.

“I… l-lo– love … y-you.”

Your entire body froze as his head fell against your shoulder. Feeling his chest move against push against your back with his breathing, you could only turn your head slightly to stare at his before he turned to face you. The dark haze in his eyes was now gone, and his blue-green ears were staring back at you with the same adoration you’d always seen before whenever he looked your way.

He remembered you.

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Some of my headcanons about Daniel Molloy's career.

His early journalism work and first memoir are often compared to Hunter Thompson which he used to take as a compliment but now it pisses him off.

His first proper success was in music journalism in the mid 70s and he later published an anthology of his Rolling Stone articles. He keeps mentioning conversations with his 'boss' Andre but that makes no sense because he was working directly for Jann Wenner by that point.

On several occasions people have asked him to sign their copy of his book then presented him with a worn copy of Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain.

There is a picture of him vomiting on Bret Easton Ellis at the Paris Review Spring Revel in 1987. He wanted to use it as the cover for his second memoir in 2002 but Ellis refused to grant him the rights to his image and vetoed the title American Sicko.

In 2018 he released a podcast revisiting his previous investigative work with audio from his original interview tapes. The format is similar to Infamous with a touch of American Scandal. This is actually what attracts Louis' attention and leads him to contact him again. Armand also discovered it independently when it first started and listened to it on repeat for over a year. There is an episode on Robert Maxwell and the Mirror Group pension scandal. Armand takes great delight in listening to Daniel's theories about Maxwell's mysterious death knowing full well that he killed and drained the media mogul on his yacht after hunting him around the Canary Islands.

[toulousewayne]

Trinity Head canon

Clark is the tallest at 6’3, Bruce is not far behind at 6’2 and Diana is 6’1.5.

Clark has a southern drawl. He’s been in the city for years, but sometimes it comes out when he’s angry or certain words will bring it out. Diana and Lois find it adorable.

Speaking of which Bruce has a thick Jersey accent but does have some British vocabulary that he uses like lift or tap instead of elevator or faucet.

Diana can speak the most languages, with Bruce behind her. She secretly taught him many forgotten languages, he enjoyed this time they spent. It was mostly when the first met.

When the two come to the manor they each have a favorite tea that Alfred or really Bruce will make. Clark likes Chamomile tea and Diana likes Oolong. Bruce himself prefers green tea.

The amount of last minute saves Clark and Diana have had to do to get Bruce out of harms way is crazy. They have a tally system that Barbara keeps track of. Clark is ahead by five points.

Bruce has planned out his affairs in case he dies. Again. Damian would go into Clark and Lois’ care he figures Jon would help him a lot during this time. When he was younger if something happened to him or Alfred Dick was also supposed to go to Clark. And had Jason lived during his younger years he was originally going to Clark but he changed it to Diana a few weeks before he passed away.

Diana drops by every Sunday to feed and play with the animals. Damian has grown fond of his aunt Diana’s visits.

Aside from Bruce, Alfred and Barbara Clark is the only other person who knows how feral and intense Dick’s run as Robin was.

Diana is usually the one to lead the league or a mission. Bruce has always felt she was better at leading the charge, though she thinks the opposite and just feels she’s doing what’s needed in the moment.

We have established that Bruce is a terrible cook. Diana is far worse as when she first invited the two over to her apartment she was making a casserole she kept hearing about. Clark had to put out the fire and Bruce payed off the fire marshal. Clark can cook four dishes; Beef stew, a traditional country breakfast, apple pie and Chili. He’s trying to expend his recipes but the other two enjoy the options.

The trio get together twice a month for a night on the town. They’ve only had three successful nights out where they didn’t need to save the city.

Once a year Diana and Clark force Bruce to take a week long vacation. The Batkids watch over Gotham, and Kara watches Metropolis.

They usually go to an island off the coast of Greece that Diana discovered. She has to mother Bruce about sunscreen because he burns like paper.

Clark enjoys surfing and snorkeling. Bruce will broad for the first two days then he’ll loosen up.

Diana and Clark each have a favorite thing about the Batcave. Clark loves the giant penny and Diana is always found staring at the T-Rex.

Speaking of which, Diana is banned from driving the Batmobile nether Bruce or Diana will explain why, but Clark is chuckling about the situation.

Clark had filled in for Bruce five times. Three times as Batman and twice as Bruce Wayne using his voice.

Tim and Damian are the only Robins to work with Clark as Batman and they both enjoyed having rogues confused as to why their usual tricks didn’t affect Batman.

Clark sometimes had doubts about being a beacon of Hope when they first formed the League. It was Batman they gave him a word of advice, though Bruce still denies it till this day.

Diana once caught Bruce with her lasso, she questioned him about why he was so interested in it, he never told her why but she thinks it’s because it’s the only thing that has forced the truth out of him.

Clark can drive a stick shift, Diana can’t parallel park.

Diana is actually a good mechanic, she’s worked on a few of the aircraft at the Watchtower.

Each of the Trinity has a favorite duo to team up with. Clark likes to work with Martian Manhunter and Atom, Diana likes to work with Vixen and Black Canary, and Bruce once again won’t attempt it but he likes to work with Green Lantern (Hal) and the Flash (Barry).

Bruce doesn’t have perfect vision as he leads people to believe. He had glass since he was ten, and has had LASIK three times.

Diana will sometimes braid the Batkids hair. She loves Duke and Tim’s hair the most. She sometimes will scold Dick about his longer hair because she knows he’ll never tend to it properly.

[axlerica]

CANARY ISLAND ~

-The one where Pedri invites his gf to his hometown with him-

On a warm summer evening, Pedri looked into his girlfriend’s eyes with a glimmer of excitement and nerves. He took a deep breath and finally mustered the courage to speak his heart, "Mi amor, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about."

Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and affection, "What is it love? You can tell me anything."

He smiled, grateful for her understanding nature, "I was thinking... how about we go to the Canary Islands together? It's my hometown, and I'd love for you to see where I grew up and meet my family."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at the thought of exploring a new place with Pedri, "The Canary Islands? That sounds like a dream. I'd love to go with you."

Pedri's face lit up with joy, "Really? That's fantastic! I can't wait to show you around and introduce you to my family."

As their departure date approached, Y/N felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. She knew how much this trip meant to Pedri, and she wanted to make a good impression on his family and friends. However, she couldn't help but feel a touch of insecurity. She worried that they might have high expectations of her as the girlfriend of a famous footballer.

On the day of their flight, they boarded the plane hand in hand, ready for a new adventure together. The moment they landed in the Canary Islands, Pedri's eyes sparkled with pride as he showed Y/N around his beloved hometown. He pointed out his favorite spots, shared childhood stories, and introduced her to the locals who welcomed her warmly.

Y/N was taken aback by the beauty of the islands and the genuine warmth of Pedri's family. They embraced her as one of their own, and any fears of not fitting in melted away. She felt a sense of belonging, knowing that she was loved and accepted by those who mattered most to Pedri.

As they explored the sandy beaches, picturesque landscapes, and indulged in delicious local cuisine, Y/N and Pedri grew even closer. The trip became a journey of not just discovering a new place but discovering each other on a deeper level.

However, as the days went by, Y/N couldn't help but notice a familiar girl from Pedri's past, Isabella, who seemed to be getting close to him. She observed them sharing inside jokes and laughing together, and despite Pedri's reassurances, a sense of insecurity started to creep into her heart.

One evening, as they sat under a canopy of stars, Y/N couldn't hold back her feelings any longer. "Pedri, I've noticed you spending a lot of time with Isabella. Are you sure there's nothing between you two?"

Pedri's expression softened, and he took her hand in his, "Amor, she's an old friend, but there's nothing romantic between us. You're the one I love, and you're the one I want to be with."

Y/N's insecurity still lingered, "I trust you, but it's hard for me to see you two so close."

Pedri gazed into her eyes with sincerity, "I understand, and I'll do my best to reassure you. She's just a friend, but you're my everything."

As the trip continued, Y/N tried to overcome her insecurity, holding onto Pedri's words and the love they shared. The other girl remained a presence in their journey, but Y/N found strength in knowing that she and Pedri were building a love stronger than any doubts that might arise.

The next day, Pedri’s family and friends had gathered for a lively dinner and laughter filled the air as stories were exchanged and memories shared.

Amidst the joyous chatter, Y/N sometimes struggled to keep up with the rapid Spanish conversations. She tried her best to smile and nod, hoping that her limited fluency in the language wouldn't become too apparent.

As the night wore on, one of Pedri's cousin playfully teased Y/N about her Spanish, "Y/N, tu español es tan lindo, ¡necesitas practicar más!" (Y/N, your Spanish is so cute, you need to practice more!)

The table erupted in laughter, and to Y/N's dismay, even Pedri joined in on the joke.

Struggling to find the right words, she mustered a smile, trying to conceal her discomfort. "Gracias, sí, estoy aprendiendo," (Thankyou, yes I’m still learning) she replied, hoping her response sounded convincing.

Pedri's friend continued with the teasing, and Y/N could feel the weight of the situation growing. She felt embarrassed and isolated, like an outsider in the midst of their camaraderie.

As the night continued, Y/N tried her best to participate in the conversations, despite the language barrier. But the more she tried, the more self-conscious she felt. It seemed like everyone around her was effortlessly engaged, and she couldn't help but feel even more isolated.

Isabella then said with a subtle smirk and spoke in Spanish, "Nunca pensé que Pedri estaría con alguien que no habla español. Debe ser difícil comunicarse, ¿verdad?" (I never thought Pedri would be with someone who doesn't speak Spanish. It must be challenging to communicate, right?")

Y/N's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she tried to remain composed, even though she didn't fully understand what was said.

Another person at the table chimed in while laughing, "Sí, seguro es complicado." (Yes, surely it's complicated.)

More laughter followed from some of the other guests, leaving Y/N feeling isolated and uncomfortable. She wanted to respond but didn't know how to articulate her thoughts in Spanish.

Pedri, noticing Y/N's discomfort, interjected in a firm tone, "That's enough. It's not funny. Y/N is learning Spanish, and she's doing great."

The room fell silent, and Pedri's defense of Y/N was evident. He then turned to you with a reassuring smile, "Don't worry love, you're doing great, and I'm proud of your efforts to learn Spanish."

Y/N mustered a shy smile, grateful for Pedri's support, but the awkwardness of the situation lingered. She wished she could express herself better in Spanish and be a more active participant in the conversation.

As the dinner continued, Y/N felt a mix of emotions, torn between her desire to fit in and her frustration at not being able to communicate fluently. She appreciated Pedri's support, but the teasing and laughter had dampened her spirits.

After the dinner, as they walked to their room, Y/N finally spoke up, "Pedri, I feel so embarrassed. I wish I could understand and respond better in Spanish."

Pedri pulled her close, reassuring her, "It's okay, amor. Learning a new language takes time, and it's natural to feel overwhelmed. Just remember, I'm here to help, and I love you just the way you are."

"I know, but it's frustrating not being able to express myself fully," Y/N sighed.

Pedri gently lifted her chin to meet her eyes, "You'll get there baby. Don't let this discourage you. Your efforts to learn Spanish mean a lot to me, and I admire your determination. I’m sorry for what happened at dinner just now amor, It was just a harmless joke, but I see now that it affected you more than I realized."

Y/N nodded, her voice shaky, "It's just hard, Pedri. I want to be a part of your world, but sometimes I feel like I'll never truly fit in."

Pedri took her hand in his, "You belong here with me Y/N. I love you, and I don't want you to ever feel left out or embarrassed. I'll talk to my friends and make sure they understand."

Y/N appreciated his understanding and said to him, "Thank you, Pedri. It means a lot to me that you're willing to stand up for me."

He pulled her into a comforting embrace, "I'll always stand up for you. You're the most important person in my life, and I want you to feel loved and accepted."

In the days that followed, Pedri spoke with his friends, making them understand the impact their jokes had on his girlfriend. They were apologetic and understanding, realizing that their teasing had unintentionally hurt her.

With Pedri's support and her own resilience, Y/N started to feel more at ease during their interactions. She continued to practice her Spanish, and as the days went by, she found herself more engaged in the conversations, feeling more included and accepted.

The trip became a turning point in their relationship. It brought them closer together, and Y/N learned that Pedri was willing to stand by her side, supporting her through the challenges they faced.

[coolancientstuff]

The prehistoric Cueva Pintada (Painted Cave) located on the island of Grand Canary in the Canary Islands archipelago. The cave was discovered by accident in 1862 during agricultural digging work. When it was first found, it contained skeletons, pottery and other utensils. The paintings themselves consist of precisely delineated geometrical patterns painted in ochre, a pigment derived from minerals. Archaeologists think that, due to their regular distribution (usually in series of twelve), they could be a sort of calendar. They were created by the Canarii, the indigenous inhabitants of the island prior to the Spanish invasion in the 15th century. The Canarii (also known as the Guanche) were of North African origins, and genetic testing of their mummies found they were closely related to Moroccans, Berbers and Spaniards.

The first carbon-14 analysis made on the cave was on the wall paintings. This gave no results because the paint used carried no trace of carbon, being entirely non-organic. Some vegetal remains of a plant from the family Lauraceae were found in the mortar in the walls. These remains were dated between 1049 and 1257 BCE. Some fragments of pine wood were dated between 601 and 994 CE.

[morbidology]

Helle Crafts was a Danish air stewardess that had married Richard Crafts in 1979 before settling down in Newtown, Connecticut. The couple had three children and Richard had a good career as an airline pilot. However, the relationship was rocky from the very beginning with Richard cheating on Helle even before they were married.

On the 19th of November, 1986, Helle landed in New York from Germany. She and two other stewardesses drove to Newtown and pulled up outside Helle’s home. “Richard’s home,” she sighed. It was the last time anybody saw her alive.

Helle had recently just discovered that her husband had once again been having a number of affairs behind her back. She filed for divorce shortly before her disappearance and expressed fear for her life to her friends. One friend said she told them, “that if anything happened to her, we should not believe that it was an accident.”

Following her disappearance, Richard gave varying reports as to where Helle was. He originally said that she was in Denmark visiting her sick mother, but this lie soon crumbled when her mother said no such arrangement had been made and that she wasn’t sick. He then told concerned friends that she was in Florida or the Canary Islands visiting with a friend.

Just days after Helle's disappearance, Richard dismantled and redecorated their bedroom and purchased a new freezer; an odd thing to do when your wife is missing. Helle’s divorce lawyer soon got involved after finding out that Richard hadn’t even reported his wife missing.

Investigators considered something sinister had happened and zoned in on Richard who had been acting very peculiarly. The following month, they discovered that he had rented a 2700-pound wood chipper when Helle disappeared. A highway worker then came forward to reveal that he had seen Richard parked at the side of River Road with the wood chipper in tow at around 3AM a day or two after Helle disappeared.

Investigators rushed to the scene where they uncovered clumps of wood chips under layers of dead leaves. Among the wood chips, they found something much more sinister: a human thumb, a fingertip with the nail attached, strands of bleached hair, a big toe, bone fragments, lacy material from underwear, a mailing label with Helle Crafts name on it and a crowned tooth with a piece of jawbone attached.

The evidence was damning. In addition, they uncovered a submerged chainsaw covered in Helle’s DNA and a bloodstained carpet from inside the home. Richard was found guilty on the 21st of November, 1989, and sentenced to 50 years in prison. It was the first case in which somebody was convicted of murder with no body in the state of Connecticut. The 1996 movie, Fargo, was based on the case.

[lazycats-stuff]

Hii, can I request a follow up from the secret weapon!reader? Yk the one where they didn’t know much about his past but than find out because of the scars? Can you do one where during a mission they come across his father? Maybe his father is trying to kidnap him or manipulate him into working for him again?

Sure thing! It feels like I never closed my requests. Okay, lets hurt my baby. This gif is too cute. Batfamily & male!reader - part 1

Summary: (Y/N) is still recovering from telling everyone his past. Everything goes wrong on a mission.

Warnings: attempted kidnapping, fluff, angst, boys love their brother,

(Y/N) was still recovering from the attack. He wasn't still cleared to go out on the field and to Bruce, patrol was still of limits. Bruce started looking for (Y/N)'s father, just ready to bring him down. He wasn't a threat like Ra's al Ghul, but he still was a threat if he did this to children?

Bruce was still shuddering at the thought of those scars. No child should go through that. Not even Ra's al Ghul was so harsh with his punishments. He looked at the time on the Batcomputer.

He really needed to take a break. Despite the fact that there was an upcoming mission and the amount of things he had to go over with his kids, but he knew that he had to take a break. He promised to (Y/N) that he would take breaks.

He stood up from the chair, putting it back into his place. He sighed as he rubbed his face. (Y/N) was right. Breaks were a great idea. He needs to get Tim on board too.

He got back on ground level, looking for some coffee. He stopped by the living room, smiling at the sight of (Y/N) napping with Jason on the couch. The couch wasn't small by any means, but they still squeezed on it.

(Y/N) was worried about how he was going to get treated after he told them the news, but his brothers didn't care about it. They cared for him none the less. After they talked about it, (Y/N) opened up a lot and they discovered that he was a tactile person.

His love language was psychical touch. They were happy to see (Y/N) more open and it seemed like a heavy burden was lifted from his shoulders.

Bruce also talked to (Y/N) about going to a therapist. He talked to Black Canary and she was more than happy to help (Y/N) talk out his trauma and what he has been through. (Y/N) said that he wanted to wait and Bruce agreed with him.

It's not good to force him. (Y/N) will go when he wants to go. Black Canary also said that he shouldn't force him to go.

Batman looked at his sons who were getting ready for the mission. (Y/N) was cleared by Alfred and (Y/N) was finally happy to get out on the field. The boys were happy too, just ready to get back into the grove.

Everything is fine now and more importantly, everything was normal now.

Bruce was a little bit worried about this mission. It was to infiltrate a base that was under the League of Light. They had a plan to get intel and destroy whatever weapons there are. They had some intel that there was Venom, but they didn't know how much.

So there was a chance that Bane could be there. That was one thing that worried Bruce about the mission, but other than that, everything was fine. The Justice League was going to back them up, with Wonder Woman and Superman coming to help them.

Bruce didn't need to say that this was a undercover and covert mission. Once Bruce briefed everyone and made sure that everyone knew what to do and how to do it, they got on the plane without Superman.

But Bruce was a little bit worried about this mission. There was something about this that he had a bad feeling about. Sure, it was the Light and they were dangerous, but there was something more to it.

Bruce couldn't pinpoint it and he hated it. His boys were sleeping at the back, since the base was at a very remote island. He glanced at (Y/N) who was sleeping on Jason's shoulder.

Wonder Woman turned to him, eyes moving to see where he was looking.

" Tell me, what's bothering you? " Wonder Woman said, seeing that Bruce was bothered by something. Only years of working together will give you an ability to see if something was wrong with Bruce.

" I have a bad feeling about this mission. There is something about it that I can't pinpoint. "

" Could it be with the Light? Something about them? " Wonder Woman tried.

" It could be. But I feel like there is more. I still don't know what. " Bruce admitted, turning his head to look forward.

" I have no doubts that we are going to find out. But I know we are going to be fine. Your sons are going to be fine with you watching over them. "

Bruce nodded, seeing that they were getting closer. He unbuckled his belt and stood up, moving to the back of the plane to wake his sons up. He shook them awake and they all groggily woke up.

" Come on, we are almost here. " Bruce declared, moving back to the front. He heard some mumbling from his sons. They were clearly tired, but the adrenaline would get them going.

After a few minutes, they left the plane. It was eerily quiet on the island and dark. (Y/N) looked around. It was a tropical island, but there was something off. (Y/N) looked around a little bit.

Why was this island so familiar to him?

(Y/N) walked up to Bruce and Bruce leaned down, seeing the discomfort on his face.

" What's wrong? " Bruce whispered into (Y/N)'s ear.

" I feel like I've been here. It looks familiar. " (Y/N) whispered back and Bruce patted his back. (Y/N) was most definitely going with him.

" Alright, we are going to split into teams of two. (Y/N) is with me, Jason is with Wonder Woman, Damian is with Superman and Tim and Dick, you two are on your own. " Batman said and everyone nodded.

" Lets go. "

They moved quietly and they surrounded the base. They took out a few guards and Batman made sure that (Y/N) was near him all the time. Either next to him or behind him. Bruce hacked into the room and they saw a man whose back were turned to them.

" Hello son. "

Bruce's eyes widened, before collecting himself and running towards the man, ready to bring him down. Deathstroke had a completely other idea. Roped wrapped himself around Batman's ankle and he was sent backwards.

(Y/N) was shocked by it. He didn't hear a thing. His father finally turned around and (Y/N) remembered everything he went through.

" The traitor is finally here. " He said, making (Y/N) clench his fists.

" And the bastard is here. " (Y/N) replied.

" (Y/N) we are going to be at your location in a few minutes. Stay put." Jason said to (Y/N) through the earpiece.

" Do you really think that they are your family? I am your family. " His father has said, making (Y/N) see red.

" They are my family! They don't torture me like you do! " (Y/N) yelled at him.

" I have seen you fight. You got sloppier. We need to change that. "

(Y/N) didn't have time to blink before his father jumped at him. (Y/N) wasn't going to go down with out a fight. No way in hell. (Y/N) groaned when he was slammed into the wall. His head was hit too and his vision swam a little. He was thrown across the room in the next moment.

He saw something as his father was taking something from his pocket. A syringe. (Y/N) was about to get up to fight once more. Jason blow up a wall and jumped at (Y/N)'s father. He was insulting him with curses and insults that (Y/N) has never heard before.

Batman came in quickly, knocking (Y/N)'s father out. He was breathing heavily, clearly angry. He took a deep breath to calm down. (Y/N) was still on the ground, trying to get up.

Bruce quickly helped him up and hugged him tightly. (Y/N) returned the hug. His father was going away for a long time. Bruce was going to make sure that he did. No matter how many strings and favors he had to pull and get, he was going to put him away for life.

[frangipanilove]

Thoughts on the latest Spain spoilers; are we going to the “Dog Islands”? Plus a tangent on alcohol, pilgrimage and a cure.

In light of the latest Spain spoilers laid out in this post by @bookqueenrules, I wanted to bring back this post that I wrote back in April, when the first rumors of TWDDD filming in Spain appeared. The currently unconfirmed spoilers below describe how Daryl and Carol arrive on the coast of Galicia:

Like I explained in the post from April, themes of Spain, Santiago de Compostela, and pilgrimage under the “way under the field of stars” have been lurking in the background of the show since at least 5x8 Coda, possibly even further back. We now know that there will be filming in Galicia/ Santiago de Compostela (read here) and I can’t help but feeling that it’s all coming together. In this post, I talked about how Santiago de Compostela could be tied to “the green route” written on Morgan’s wall back in 3x12 Clear, and how that potentially could be a tie to Beth (whose last name is Greene), and how the Northern Way of the pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela, which goes through an area called “Green Spain” could be significant for TD.

(I’ve also discussed the themes of Spain, Santiago de Compostela and pilgrimage in more detail here, here)

Also, @galadrieljones made an incredible discovery while researching some coordinates from FTWD, coordinates that supposedly were pointing to a repeater station in Georgia, but in reality pointed to an area of the Atlantic Ocean near the Canary Islands (which are Spanish territory located outside the West African coast).

There are several interesting aspects to the Canary Islands, aside from being loved holiday destinations for sun-deprived North Europeans (of which I am one). The name itself comes from Latin Canis, which means "dog". There's even a breed of dogs local to the islands, Presa Canario.

Again, the dog theme is super significant in TWDU. I’ve talked about the Sirius symbolism incessantly since 4x13 Alone, when Beth and Daryl were visited by a one-eyed, white dog, embodying the spirit of Sirius the Dog Star, the star that returns to the night sky after having been missing for …let’s just say several seasons. 4x13 was when I became aware of this particular symbolism, but in reality it’s been present since the pilot 1x1 Days Gone Bye, which I’ve also discussed in several posts.

Sirius the Dog Star is located in the star constellation Canis Major, “canis” is Latin for “dog”, and the Canary Islands can be translated to “Dog Islands”. And as @galadrieljones discovered, coordinates from FTWD pointed in that direction.

I’ve laid out the theoretical foundations of the Sirius symbolism in many posts over the years, here’s one of the first ones I wrote on it.

So yeah, there’s that. Lots of dog/Sirius symbolism. Additionally, the Canary Islands serve as an important gateway to transatlantic crossings. This is due to their favorable position in the Atlantic Ocean, where the trade winds historically has aided vessels across the ocean.

Could this latest development, with Daryl and Carol reportedly aiming to cross the Atlantic on a boat from the UK, lend itself to a future storyline where they instead have to cross from the Canary Islands, or shall we say Dog Islands?

This could, in the narrative, serve as a plausible solution in Daryl and Carol’s quest to RETURN to the US after their European adventure. See what I did there? Sirius symbolism is about returns/rebirths/resurrections. Where better to achieve that than on a group of island whose name literally means Dog Islands? That’s double Sirius symbolism.

And of course, for TD, the big question is, will Beth, the Sirius figure, return (or RESURRECT) with them? Will they find her there, or have they already found her and she’s the one who suggests returning via the Canary (Dog) Islands?

I have no idea, just throwing out suggestions here. We won’t know until we know, plus keep in mind these are, at the time of writing, unconfirmed rumors. However, it is interesting how spoilers constantly seem to be perfectly aligned with theories we already explored months and years ago.

And on a personal note, I started theorizing about Santiago de Compostela and pilgrimage literally after 5x8 Coda, and now, all these years later, we have confirmed reports on filming in Santiago de Compostela, on a show that was originally called Pilgrim.

Of course that doesn’t prove anything, but it gives me the feeling we might be on to something 👀

Finally, I will mention that I believe “the green(e) route” from Morgan’s wall (possibly represented by the Northern Way to Santiago de Compostela, through “Green Spain”), will be tied to not only Beth’s “resurrection” specifically, but rather a “resurrection” of human kind in the form of a vaccine/cure/treatment to the Wildfire zombie virus. I talked about how that was foreshadowed in 4x4 Indifference in this post, where we saw Daryl completely mesmerized by a green jasper he found, literally a "rock in the road", while they were out searching for antibiotics to combat the prison flu back in season 4.

My hypothesis is that the “rock in the road” is a reference to St. Roch, pilgrim and patron saint of plague victims, known to have healing powers, who was himself healed from the plague when a stray dog licked his wounds. He therefore also became patron saint of dogs and dog lovers:

See how there’s dog/Sirius symbolism in that? Sirius symbolism is ultimately about resurrection, rebirth and returns, and what represents resurrection more than an actual cure to the zombie virus?

In 4x4 Indifference, Daryl and company were specifically out searching for antibiotics (a "cure for the plague”) when he found the green(e) “Roch in the Road”. I believe that’s a metaphor for how we will find hints of a cure in relation to symbolism that deals with pilgrimage (St. Roch and Santiago de Compostela), something green (Beth Greene and green(e) Spain) and that Beth’s resurrection will be a metaphor for the revival of humanity.

@galadrieljones recently wrote an incredible post on how she believes the bottles of green Chartreuse spotted in the trailer for TBOC might be a nod to a historical template for how scientists working on a cure for the zombie virus were exiled to Spain, modeled after real events where monks producing Chartreuse were exiled to Spain in the past. Go read it, it's excellent!

The Chartreuse can be seen on the table under the Mona Lisa painting in this screenshot:

I’ve been meaning to write a separate post replying to the Chartreuse post, and I still have every intention of doing so one of these days, I just don’t have the greatest time-management skills, I guess 😄 I don’t know where time went, this summer was super busy. But it’s coming, I promise!

In the meantime, I’ll just say that I believe the Chartreuse hypothesis sounds more than plausible, in fact I’ve written several posts on how in TWDU, alcohol has always been used as a metaphor for “the antidote”, meaning a cure, such as here, where I also explain how it is Sirius symbolism.

In FTWD 4x16 I Lose Myself, we saw this meticulously explained when our heroes had to find a way to survive being poisened by antifreeze containing methanol:

I wrote a post on that, read it here.

Remember how in 4x4 Indifference, at the veterinary college where they found the antibiotics that ultimately saved the lives of the flu victims that were dying, Bob famously also found a bottle of brandy:

Daryl did not approve, to say the least. He felt Bob should have focused on finding antibiotics for the plagued prison population. However, TPTB, by placing the bottle of brandy among the antibiotics, cleverly made sure to establish an association between the alcohol and the antibiotics, the "antidote/cure".

They also did that earlier in the episode, when they came across a gas station where several people had committed suicide by drinking antifreeze, which often contains methanol. This was a storyline that was later repeated in FTWD 4x16 I lose myself, which I mentioned above, where they explicitly articulate "the antidote is ethanol". Again, the takeaway for us is that alcohol is a metaphor for a cure.

The antidote to methanol poisoning is ethanol, otherwise known as alcohol. So where methanol is the poison, ethanol/alcohol is the cure. Meaning, TPTB established alcohol as metaphor for a "cure" all the way back in 4x4 Indifference, first by showing the deadly effects of the "opposite" of alcohol, meaning methanol. Then they did so again, by strategically placing a bottle of alcohol among actual antibiotics, the actual cure which helped heal the sick prison community.

I also elaborated on this in the Fighting Fire With Fire posts (here, here and here).

Long story short, alchohol has been used as a metaphor for a "cure" since at least 4x4 Indifference, where we also saw Daryl find a "Roch in the road", which in my opinion was a reference to the pilgrim St.Roch, patron saint of plague victims, known to be able to heal people from the plague, as well as being healed himself. Basically, it's peak "cure" symbolism.

I believe the fact that Daryl's "Roch in the road" was green, is a nod to Green Spain, a stretch of land that needs to be crossed (in pilgrimage) in order to get to the real cure, which potentially could be under production in Spain, possibly somewhere near Santiago de Compostela, a world famous destination of pilgrimage.

Pilgrimage has always been about healing in some way, shape or form, and we saw this clearly with Morgan, in the coda after 5x8 Coda, when he reached Father Gabriel's church as though it was the destination of his pilgrimage. The last time we had seen him, in 3x12 Clear, he had been a tormented soul, now he was a pilgrim reaching his destination, and he was "healed".

He "resurrected" a cross, which TD interpreted as a foreshadow of the "resurrection" of Beth, who had "died" just moments earlier.

And I believe we will see the resurrection of a certain Beth Greene, which will serve as a metaphor for the revival of hummanity, meaning a cure for the Wildfire virus. Fighting Fire With Fire.

[pangeen]

“ Black Sand ” // Juanjo Basurto

[kaihuntrr]

The Sea Prince: Prologue Drop!

Short announcement ehehe, after a good while this au officially begins! I’m very excited to share what I, my good friend @mewhoismyself, and my beta readers have in store. I promise you, it’s a story you won’t want to miss!

I shall be sending it out on September 21st, midnight, Philippine Standard Time. It will be posted on AO3 however it’ll be linked here! :D

Prologue synopsis; Set a little over a decade before the main story begins, a young Lizzie Shadow is on a voyage with her parents. Perhaps it was best if she never went on that ship at all.

While this is a majorwood au, I still want other characters to have a chance at developing, so I hope this prologue would be as fun to read as it was creating it! <3

ACT ONE: HUNTING PARTY SUMMARY

In a world full of deadly, man-eating sea monsters, teams of hunters find and kill the beasts for the safety of all humankind. The Canaries are a notorious group of hunters, one of the many crews commissioned by the king himself to kill monsters in exchange for gold and other benefits. When they are given the task to hunt down and capture a mythical sea prince, their world changes as they discover secrets they may regret finding out.

When the Canaries are challenged by their rival group of naval commanders, TIES, they strike out to find the beast with no clues or a full set of ideas. Meeting an unlikely group of allies out on the wild seas, they end up on an island supposedly cursed by the Scarlet Witch, who may potentially lead them to discovering the secrets of the sea princes.

Teaser for the prologue’s cover <3

[livingforstars]

Comet Hyakutake and a Tree - April 10th, 1996.

"Comet Hyakutake was still visible as it continued its orbit around the Sun. The comet was said to brighten again in late April and early May. The above fascinating picture was taken with a three minute exposure. In the middle of the exposure, the photographer cleverly set off a flash, momentarily illuminating the foreground tree. The picture was taken on March 24th, 1996 from Mount Teide in the Canary Islands, and the recorded tail length was over 50 degrees. Discoverer Yuji Hyakutake, whose last name means "100 warriors" was an amateur astronomer in Japan. Interested in comets since age 15, he discovered this comet while sitting on a rural mountain top, searching dark skies with huge binoculars in early morning hours. Originally intending to check up on a comet he had discovered only one month earlier, Hyakutake was initially worried that the new fuzzy spot he had located was not really yet another comet! One unexpected result of his comet discovery is that his family had trouble making phone calls because their telephone was always ringing."