#but i have so many thoughts about them

[oc-cinematic-universe]

what if they were. lawyer

lil bonus

[vveakfish]

re: lrb

Not Strong Enough (by BoyGenius) is such a timkon song to me like

i didnt wanna add this on to the tags of that post bc i could already feel that this was going to get long, BUT!!!!

they are both people who take the weight of the world and put it on their shoulders. they each believe (albeit for different reasons) that they need to be able to take care of everything themselves. That if they cant, then what are they worth?

And its just like, the whole song is about the little things, right? Its about how sometimes its not experiencing trauma itself that gets you, or even the moment trauma happens, its the after.

Its the living with it — its the way trauma festers. How you can think you’ve moved on, think that you are stronger than what hurt you, that it doesn’t have power over you anymore.

Then you’re sitting alone in your apartment, a fuse tripped & the clocks are all blinking 12:00. This moment isn’t big, but you’re sitting in it and suddenly everything is too big. Your emotions are too bug for you to sort through, your memories are to big for what you allow yourself to remember, your tears are too big to keep them from falling.

It’s not the clocks that are the issue. Its not the tripped fuse, or the flashing numbers on the stove, or on the microwave. Its the fact that everything happens so fast. its the way you can be perfectly fine one second, and drowning in everything you’ve lost the next — doing your best to put yourself back together before the next wave comes.

Doing your best to be strong. Strong enough that you wont break again. Strong enough to hole everyone else up, even if you can barely keep your own head above water.

Its the way trauma colors even the good times. How you can be with the people you love, surrounded by warmth & light & laughter, and still get hit by the truth if how things used to be.

That no matter how much you might want to live in the moment, trauma seems determined to keep you living in the past.

remember, trauma whispers, even as you sit at a campfire with your best friends, remember how easy it is for this to all go away. Remember how delicate life is, remember that nothing is sacred, nothing is safe — everything ends.

And now you aren’t in the moment, you’re back then, whenever then is.

You’re alone, or he’s dead, or she is. Or he’s lost, and you’re the only one who seems to care about getting him back.

Or your back, despite being gone for so long. Despite the fact that your friends and family mourned, put you in the ground, wrapped you in memories, and watery eyes, and eulogies.

You’re back, but they still look at you like you’re dead. Like you’ll disappear again just as quickly as you came back.

You weren’t strong, not strong enough to stay the first time. And now your friends know what its like to lose you. How to be without you, how to move on — or how not to.

You weren’t strong enough then, and you see the scars your weakness left on them, and you cant help but feel responsible.

look at the damage i did.

but even through all of it. Through the split second falls through the suddenly split floorboards of your mind, or the wrong turns you take that turn a perfect night into a maze of uncertainties you thought you had gotten through already.

Through all of it there’s something you keep reaching for. There’s something beyond the dark, beyond the fear, beyond the regret and the pain and the shame.

You keep reaching for it, because theres no going back.

Theres only moving forward, wether you want to or not. You can’t undo what was done — but you can try and learn to live along side it.

[bluezeri]

Do you have more of that twin Imperial agent au? Has that Cipher met Satele Shan?

ok so! idk if u saw it already but i have a little bit written here

still have more stuuf tho so

kaavi hasnt technically met satele shan- formerly at least. hes seen her in passing on missons, he was sure to stay out of sight then, but other than that, he only really met her on rishi.

satele could feel it in the force, but she didnt know right away. she was confused by it but focused on the meeting they were having right then. it was only as she was about to leave did she realize, and looked at cipher nine, who felt her gaze and looked back at her, and only nodded once. that was when she knew.

and at that point, both lana and theron know that he looks exactly like theron, but that it. they dont know anything else, and kaavi is avoiding giving information at all costs. he doesnt want to have to deal with it, so he redirects their attention to their mission until after the meeting, where they discuss plans for yavin, and he just fucking books it out of there. he does let them speak to ask questions, and by the time they get to yavin, they dont have time to question it anymore.

and since kaavi is always wearing helmet, they kinds just forget about it after everythings done. and kaavi figures he might as well, and finds theron sitting down near the cliff, taking a moment to breath before shit hits the fan again. and he sits down next to him, takes off his helmet and doesnt say anything. theron doesnt either for a moment, before he finally speaks up asking why they look alike. and kaavi is kindof surprised satele didnt say anything but explains regardless. and theron is just kindof sitting there bc what the fuck.

and then kaavi gets up ready to leave and theron is just "hey. hey no. no no no u dont get to leave. we're twins-"

"on opposite sides of the war. or did you forget that this peace on yavin was temporary"

and theron doesnt quite know what to say that. kaavi sighs and places his hand on therons shoulder. "youre... a good person theron. a better person than i will ever be. im sorry." he turns around, heading back to his ship. theron doesnt call after him. and thats the end of it. theyre enemies,the only way theron would ever see him again was on the battlefield blowing each other brains out.

and then ziost happens.

[dragonologist-phd]

zevwarden death snippet >:D - antivan-beau

ah thank you! it's funny, I had a bunch of potential Allys/Zevran ideas for this...and then I wrote none of them, and started a new side fic for the Zevran/Alistair relationship in ODAD instead!

It begins with a blade to the throat.

Sunlight glints off the steel of the sword, and Zevran closes his eyes before the blow falls. It is not such a bad sight, he thinks. He would rather that be the last thing he sees than the inelegant spill of his own blood against Fereldan mud. He lets the daggers in his hands slip to the ground, and he waits for the moment to end.

It doesn’t. Instead, the seconds stretch on, longer and longer as the noise of the battle continues in the background. At last- and with some impatience at being denied now, after everything- Zevran opens his eyes.

The Grey Warden is staring at him, his sword still held pointed at the fallen assassin. Conflict is clear on his face, and Zevran almost laughs. The Grey Wardens are supposed to be legendary warriors, skilled and ruthless, are they not? To have his plans dashed because a Warden lacks the stomach to finish off an unarmed attacker is not something Zevran could have expected.

Come now, friend, he thinks, staring right back into the Warden’s dark brown eyes. Let’s get this over with.

[cappycodeart]

"The dead one! Yeah I haven't thought about her in a long time!"

A little theory I've had about Winter King's original motives based on his heartless comment about Betty and Ice King's original motives for kidnapping princesses in the first place...... clearly she gave off Bad Ex Vibes…

[avi-mation]

Current Hyperfixation is ~them~

Roomies time

[hailsatanacab]

Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

[stuckinapril]

friend wanted to see my tumblr, and when i told him i can’t show it to him bc it’s basically my personal diary he went “oh so I can’t see it but a bunch of strangers on tumblr can??” he literally does not get me. no one will get me like the people in my phone get me

[thiccermccer]

all of ryan gosling's comments about "telling ken's story" are really interesting and even funnier now that i've seen the movie. yeah ken is ridiculous but his feelings and sentiments are really similar to ones of seen from boys who are starting to enter that alt-right/incel pipeline. feeling abandoned and useless without a woman and turning that hurt into anger at women!! ken's story did get told and it's a story that i don't think we acknowledge enough

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

some misc Barn & Wally doodles from the past week or so <3 i heart them

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girl found dead in a hidden room.

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[chiricat]

honky star rail stuff 🍡

[skywerse]

good ol' days

[isitdonproof]

TMNT 2007

[lazylittledragon]

long time no art i’ve been. busy