#be sad

[arsoniiii]

Before you guys come for me, there WILL be a part 2 I promise

[magnoliasandarson]

ignorance is most definitely not bliss

Dick: why didn't you come home? Jason: this was never my home. Dick: don't be stupid, jay, this was always your home. Jason: was it? maybe you don't remember, but you never wanted me here. Dick: and i've hated myself for years because of it, little wing. you were- are my baby brother. Jason: too little too late, dickhead. Dick: don't you think i know that? don't you think that just maybe it's not everyone against you- Jason: none of you cared when the joker killed me. i read the paper, you weren't even there for my funeral- Dick: i didn't even know you ran away! i was off world!

Jason: always the hero, huh, golden boy? Dick: you don't get to give me that shit, i killed the joker! Jason: you fucking what? Dick: i beat him to death, just like he did to you! Jason: then why, exactly, is the fucker still killin people? Dick: bat- bruce resuscitated him. but he was dead. i swear. Jason: you mean to tell me that that fuckin hypocrite left me to bleed out when i tried to kill the joker and nothing happened to you? Dick: what do you mean he left you to bleed out? Jason: don't act like you didn't know that batfuck tried to send me back to hell the hard way. bet you all laughed when he told you, just stickin' the zombie back where he goes. Dick: jay, listen to me, i swear on my parent's graves i didn't know- Jason: bullshit. just cuz 'm not a bat doesn't mean i don't know 'bout oracle. Dick: jason, please i swear, we didn't know! Jason: doesn't matter. 's like i said. too little too fuckin late.

[miicycle]

🎶 listening to some sweet tunes

[eldritchwhispersofficial]

Cheesecake but make it DEPRESSING AS FUCK AND MAKE YOU CRY ABOUT TIM AGAIN (AKA have my personal headcanon about WHY Tim likes cheesecake that has nothing to do with canon at all)

The whole "Tim likes cheesecake" thing started off as a fatphobic cheap shot at Tim Sutton (possibly, although I'm fairly certain he debunked that claim) and then became a meme and now the MH community is trying to distance themselves from it But... What if we didn't? What if we fixed it instead? And yes, we CAN fix it. Lets take a look at my headcanon, shall we?

First of all, eating an entire cheesecake in one sitting is such... a Tim Wright thing to do. No, no, no. Stick with me. Look at Tim. Do you fucking think that man has eaten an actual meal in the past 72 hours? Please, he's probably had like six cups of coffee, an apple he grabbed on the way out the door, a bag of peanuts he found in Jay's car, and half of Jay's hamburger and the rest of his fries which Jay forced him to eat out of guilt because "Tim, c'mon. Have you eaten at all today?"

Not to mention, he's running off of exactly 3.5 hours of sleep at any given time, and all the 5 hour energies and cups of horrible gas station coffee in the world ain't keeping him conscious. And you know that man hasn't consumed more than 500 calories PERIOD over the past 3 days.

I'd have to channel my inner MatPat and reverse engineer Tim's height and age to figure out his weight and thus his needed caloric intake per day (which I did, assuming he's in his early 20s and knowing his height is 5'7, the average weight would be around 155 pounds. Knowing that he's both a heavy smoker and an alcoholic, both factors that are known to contribute to body weight, not to mention his stockier build I would put him closer to 180 pounds, giving us a basal metabolic rate of 1,760 calories. Considering the fact that he probably has to run away from various threats such as the Operator and Alex, and also probably has to run after Jay to stop him from doing stupid shit, I'd say he gets exercise 4-5 times a week, bringing his total daily calories needed up to 2,580), but it's safe to say that however many calories he needs? He ain't fucking getting them. Not to mention, he probably hasn't slept either. He's running on less than empty. So he eats an entire cheesecake in one sitting while relaxing on the hood of Jay's car. He needs food in his stomach to keep him going, and he needs the temporary sugar boost to keep him awake for at least another hour and a half. Why cheesecake? Here comes headcanon #2: Tim associates cheesecake with freedom. Tim spent most of his life in a mental hospital. Meaning he spent most of his life eating hospital food. As someone who briefly lived in a hospital (not a mental one, but still a hospital) I can tell you first hand that the food there (at least in the US) is SHITTY. Like, only slightly better than cafeteria food. Imagine eating cafeteria food for three meals a day, every day. The most sweets you get are probably a cookie or maybe Jell-O. Maybe pumpkin pie during the holidays or a cupcake on your birthday. That's it. You sure as HELL aren't getting cheesecake, unless someone buys it for you- and lets be honest. Who's out here buying little Tim cheesecake in the mental hospital? No one. So Tim sees commercials for cheesecake on TV. Probably Philadelphia Cream Cheese or Cheesecake Factory commercials. Doesn't matter. The point is, it's not the food- it's the freedom. The family. The being somewhere other than a fucking hospital. THAT is what Tim really wants. It's all he ever wanted. So when he finally gets the hell out of the hospital and gets a job and a place to live, maybe he's going to try cheesecake, right? That boy's *never* had it in his life. And so it suddenly becomes his comfort food. He always associated it with freedom, and now that he is free, the association becomes even stronger. And he eats an entire cheesecake. Why? Because he can. He may be constantly on the run, he may be afraid for his life, but he's still free. He's not trapped in the mental hospital, alone with no one who cares about him. He's free. He's an adult. He can do whatever he wants. He can eat an entire cheesecake if he feels like it- and no one's going to stop him. Not the Operator, not ToTheArk, not Alex- NO ONE. It is an act of defiance- an act of freedom in the midst of captivity. *MatPat voice* BUT HEY, THAT'S JUST A THEORY- A "FEEL DEPRESSED ABOUT TIM WRIGHT'S HORRIBLE LIFE" THEORY

[spiraling-voids]

Idea…theory…prediction? For season 3 finale of Good Omens

So what we know is that the world is planning to end again, but Crowley and Aziraphale aren’t talking. I think the finale will end with a garden cause in the first episode of season 1, this line is said:

“It starts as it will end, with a garden”

So I think the show will end showing a garden. But then my idea splits into two, a sad version and happy one….

I’m sharing the sad version:

So the sad version is that one of them dies- no, not discorporate, I mean full on die- and the other gives them a grave…and that grave has a small garden nearby.

And let’s say Crowley dies, imagine Aziraphale uses his plants to make the garden near Crowley’s gave :)

[chengxiansbaby]

HapPPYyyyYyYy Thanksgiving babies<33 I hope you have had a great day and ilysm my gorgeous darlings😘🥺🌞💛❤️💖💖💖

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[demacianhcart]

I just realised that Shyvana will probably outlife every single one of her human friends.

[lilduckwriter]

Everybody Wants To Rule The World {Hypnos x reader}

Tears for Fears

Warnings ~ None well maybe some angst

EI {Extra info} These story events are based on greek mythology not fully based on the games events (not really accurate btw)

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Welcome to your life

There's no turning back

Even while we sleep

We will find you

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Maybe you could hide it all to well or maybe he was just to oblivious...no it was because he slept all the time. Thanks to that precious sleep of his he'd never know how you feel

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Acting on your best behaviour

Turn your back on Mother Nature

Everybody wants to rule the world

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You hid your emotions like the mist, it's not like anybody in the underworld cared about your love life right. Well maybe he cared so that's why you cared. Going as far as helping him so he would say out of trouble.

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It's my own designIt's my own remorse

Help me to decide

Help me make the

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You thought it could always be like this you and him chating, telling jokes, you helping him stay up and do his list. It was nice however your heart acked like it knew it couldn't be like this for all eternity. Your gut knew it too but they were wrong...right ?

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Most of freedom and of pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

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No you were wrong. It wasn't to long that after queen Persephone came back that Hera would come and ask Hypnos to put Zues so she could do something you never found out since work started to pile up and you could no longer chat to Hypnos. Then there was the trojan war where she asked him to do it again so her side could win. Hypnos was hesitant since the last time he put Zues to sleep it didn't turn out so well. Then she promised him something that broke your fragile heart...

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There's a room where the light won't find you

Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down

When they do, I'll be right behind you

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A wife, and had agreed maybe you being around wasn't enough or maybe your feelings are getting the better of you. Once you found out you were heart broken. After the war was the wedding, of course it was held in the underworld. You wanted to be happy for him so you came to the wedding.

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So glad we've almost made it

So sad they had to fade it

Everybody wants to rule the world

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You shouldn't have because when you began to cry because you wish it was you he looked so loving at, you lied and said that you were so happy your *friend* finally found someone

[Instrumental Interlude]

But that's not what hurt the most it was the fact that you could tell that his bride, Pasathea was just as in love with him as you were. On that day after the wedding you snapped you couldn't confront them or anything because who were you to get in the way of a happy healthy relationship.

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I can't stand this indecision

Married with a lack of vision

Everybody wants to rule the—Say that you'll never, never, never, never need it

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So you just ignored them not like Hypnos noticed anyway everytime you came into the lounge there he was kissing her and loving her never noticing your presence again

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One headline, why believe it?

Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

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With envy come hatred and that's all you could feel twords not just Pasathea but Hypnos too. Curse him for getting the happy ending he wanted while you were to wast away and be forgot in history.

[Instrumental Interlude Closing]

One day though Pasathea was in your way while you were walking to your work space while sliding past her you whispered

"I wish I were you Heather Pasathea"

Fin

[zebrovska]

Our Lord God must be sad that we people have not learned to live peacefully, that our hearts are filled with envy, hatred, and revenge. Every day our Earth shakes from explosions and bleeds human blood.

[the-kitten69]

[thanatos-dahilias]

Take me somewhere beyond for Christmas

Take me somewhere other than home Somewhere with lots of snow Take me somewhere that isn’t here Take me somewhere for Christmas my dear Grab my hand and hold it tight And light the candles and make the fire Wrap the gifts and sleep through the night Listen for ringing and he is here He should take us far away Guide us with his great big sleigh Leave the presents under the tree Santa take me and my baby Take us somewhere other than here Somewhere that is near and dear Take us somewhere that isn’t home Take us somewhere we want to go Look up at the sky and see the stars The bigger they get the farther we are From the ground and our home He has us taken far enough The presents will stay right under the tree We didn’t need them to be free We have each other and the cold snow We will splatter onto the floor Take us somewhere that isn’t home Somewhere above or somewhere below Take us somewhere that isn’t here Take us and leave us to freeze Show me death for Christmas, baby this is a poem about two lovers dying together on Christmas cause I can't write happy shit to save my life

[magnoliasandarson]

Jason Todd, the Mirrorball son

Catherine Todd wasn't a beacon of light. She was a flickering bulb in a shitty one-bedroom apartment, but Jason glowed with her warmth. When she died and that little bulb burnt out, Jason felt like he would never shine again. And why would he? He was just another sad statistic, a kid running on the street stealing to get by. He had no one to impress, nothing to prove, but the need to do both made his blood sing. He just wasn't good enough.

When Jason was caught with a tire iron in his hand, he thought his time was up; he'd been living on borrowed time for years, and now it had caught up with him. Then, Wayne didn't drop him off in Arkham or Blackgate; he brought him to the Manor and offered him a home and redemption. And he tried so hard. Dick had been a natural, he had been Robin, but Jason wasn't a natural. He glued his broken edges together and fought his nature to be better, to make Dick and Bruce proud. He made Bruce his sun and tried his damnedest to reflect his light. He just wasn't good enough.

Bruce still didn't believe him; he took away Robin and his love. So Jason tried to find another sun. Sheila was so bright he thought he could live forever in her light, but she wasn't a sun but the moon. She claimed the sun's light for her own, and even though he tried, god, he tried, Jason couldn't shine for her. Then, when he died in the warehouse, he knew.  He died a believer in Bruce's mission, died believing that Bruce was right to take Robin away. It wasn't Sheila's fault or even Bruce's; he just wasn't good enough.

When he returned and saw Bruce replaced him less than a year after he died, he realized Bruce knew it, too. It killed him all over again. Shattered his carefully taped edges and ruined him. He took his jagged edges and lashed out. Why didn't they see him? Choking back tears in another dingy warehouse, he made one last desperate attempt at shining, only to end up utterly obliterated. He just wasn't good enough.

[scribe-of-death]

The Wrath of a Lover

Do not fear the wrath of Heaven

Or of Hell

Fear the wrath

Of a lover

Who’s lost their other half

[iguessigotta]

Gentleman Dark. That is all.

YES EXACTLY YOU GET IT

you no longer have to stoop so low as to touch a door handle, or light switch, or chair, or ANYTHING this man is ON IT

is someone standing in your way while you're walking? not anymore they're not

a puddle? it's taken care of - by way of you being subtly steered around it, or some other method - without you even knowing it was there in the first place

someone being rude to you? you'll never notice, because your loving overprotective bf has already scared them off

sometimes you wonder why he looks so tired all the time, when life is so easy. if only you knew how hard he worked to make things that way for you...

[allo-frouto]

Damn it, so that’s a no for breakfast in bed I guess.

There are other furniture in a house as well.

[lazyheartcomputer]

To the people who saw this on Twitter and ignoring it, read it. Before it's too late.