When Nightmare was a kid in Dreamtale he used to always hold hands with Dream, whether it was for reassurance when scared, not to get lost when they went for a walk or simply because they felt like it, they would always be holding hands. It was comforting to them and especially to Nightmare since it was a break from the bullying, when he hold hands with his brother then he knew no one would come bother him.
After the corruption he couldn't hold hands anymore with his brother, obviously, or with anyone. At first he thought that he would be fine, but the lack of reassuring contact was actually very affecting him, he needed to hold hands with someone, to feel safe again, but he just couldn't, and holding his own hand only felt ridiculous...
But one day, after a fight with his brother where he was left greatly weakened, he went with his gang in an AU to collect negativity. All the time they were in this AU Nightmare felt unsafe, Dream or the Stars could arrive at anytime and he wasn't strong enough yet to fight back or protect his gang. He was anxious, panicking internally but trying to stay calm as to not worry his boys, but it was too much, and without really thinking, he reached for a hand to hold onto.
Everyone froze to look at him, but he didn't look at them, freezing too. Why did he do that ? Were they going to laugh at him now for showing such weakness ? Were they going to be disgusted by his pathetic need for reassurance ? Were they going to leave him ?
But as he was starting to panic he felt a gentle pressure on his hand and the gang moved again, without saying anything. Nightmare followed, looking at the hand now firmly but gently holding his, and for the first time in centuries, he felt safe.
i actually love the fish line so much because, i think most of us expected s2 to be about stede "earning" ed's love back, but their "and you're the fish?" "we're the fish, i guess. maybe. i think" is very accurate because a relationship is not one sided. it's not just ed that needs to be "caught", stede is also the fish because he also needs to want to be caught. they both need to want this relationship; i've had moments when i turned down people because it wasn't the right time, or because i didn't feel the same-- it never would have worked if only ed was the fish. and by "turning" stede into the fish, his feelings are put into the center just like ed's. they aren't dismissed because ed was hurt "more". it's a mutual agreement, a desire to have a relationship, a softly spoken "yes, i want to have this with you" and it's beautiful
A convo between me and my brother (but I Soukoku'd it) + Other stuff
Dazai, from the bathroom: Chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuya
Chuuya: What?
Dazai: C'mere
Chuuya: *Walks to bathroom door* What do you want now?
Dazai: Is it possible to shit yourself to death?
Chuuya: ...I dunno...maybe? *Walks away*
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Chuuya: Dazai, where the fuck are my tide pods?
Dazai, eating through the bag of tide pods: ...I dunno.
Chuuya: ... Why are we dating again?
Dazai: Because you love me?
Chuuya: ...
Dazai: ...
Dazai: I'll call the ambulance.
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Chuuya, very drunk: 'zai? Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaazai?
Dazai, carrying Chuuya on his back: ...What. Is. It?
Chuuya: Look! 'S a cuute doggy! Les take 'im homeeeeee. Please
Dazai: No
Chuuya: Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?
Dazai: Because no. Its a stray and it's smelly and I hate dogs
Chuuya: *sobbing violently*
So i heard ppl on tumblr are a lot more picky abt DNI's, and thats like daaaammmnnnn i felt like walking on eggshels when i used Twitter and now im sweating even more...
Cause. Like. My culture has the perfect of perfectest equivalent to sworn brotherhood — побратими — and when it's used in literature you just KNOW its the gayest dudes in whole book. Plus my personal headcanons abt Kaeya's and Diluc's relationship make it impossible in my head for a bond, brotherly and platonic to a point when falling in love sounds weird in a worst way, impossible to form. (and i STAND for my hcs)
But i truly dont wanna cause an "ewwww" reaction to anybody and be in spaces im not allowed to. Im not looking for a fight unless you come to my dms with your hcs.
Anyways if im not burned out after a month of posting like i do usually with my art accs im gonna interact with klks or my friends only just to be safe ig
one of the most infuriating things about becoming an adult is when you realize that it actually is 10x easier to solve problems by making a phone call vs literally any other communication method
watching bridgerton and obviously there were a lot of things wrong with the way socializing has worked in the past, but honestly the idea of a "calling hour" is so appealing. office hours for friendship. you can show up unannounced at my home between 1 and 3pm. you must leave by 3pm. I may give you a pastry. lets bring that back
Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.
Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.
Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.
Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?
The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—
What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.
(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)
EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt