#god i wish that were all of us

[adhdslugcrimes]

Hal: it's weird not having Barry here...

Arthur: we have Wally, they are basically carbon copies of themselves.

Oliver: yeah, and you see Barry off work so there's should be no missing him.

Hal: I don't know, it's just weird. He's just so young taking care of his role in the Titans, taking care of both Keystone and Central City, and now taking over his uncle role here it's got to be exhausting for him.

Bruce: he's also working for me.

Them:

Clark: he's what?

Bruce: working for me, well he's been working for me helping out Alfred with patching us up and babysitting for me. Apparently he wants to pay back Allen for all he's done.

Hal: how much are you paying him?

Bruce: 100 an hour for the medical training, 130.56$ an hour for babysitting.

Hal: damn...

Diana: good for him, how long has he been working for you?

Bruce: since he was 15.

Arthur: why does he feel like he needs to repay Barry? Doesn't sound like he would do that to him...

Bruce: he just said he needs to pay for his own keep being a second speedster he worried he was hurting them with the food he needed, now he just do it to help the other speedsters and the Allen's. They saved it for his college so.

Diana: good for Wally, I'm very proud of him.

Oliver: but damn that's a lot on one person...

Dick, carrying a very boxes: that's why he has us.

Roy, carrying several weapons: and the Titans and Dick's siblings.

Bruce: ... We should stop them..

Clark: no, Roy found the kryptonite sword... We should let them be.

Wally, in his seat now: hey, sorry I'm late! Big line at the doughnut shop. *Put the box on the table* I got everyone favorite! So what were you talking about while waiting?

Hal, hugging his nephew: nothing really, now did you get my bear claw?

Wally: yep. Also why are Dick and Roy taking weapons out of here?

Clark, eating an old fashioned: don't worry about it.

(me and @renwilson talked about this, we hitting off on each other lol love ya bestie 💕)

[knifearo]

ultimately when it comes to shipping and fandom space treatment of aspec characters i just don't accept "aro/ace people can still date/have sex" as an answer from nonaspecs. like yeah. mhm. okay. now i think we both know that you're not saying that out of real interest in the diversity of aspec experiences. so you can turn in your seventeen-page essay on why and how you plan to examine this character's aspec identity within the context of a romantic or sexual relationship complete with evidence from canon and peer reviews from multiple aspec people within the next week or i'm putting you in the pit from the edgar allen poe story

[flintbian]

There's a disabled angel in good omens 🥺

[captaincolorblob]

Everyday i think about this screenboard scene that got semi-scrapped from Donnie vs Witch Town, like it just explains so much about Donnie as a character and i’m very sad we didnt get to see it entirely

[metathemeta-art]

specifically for any other celiac dca enjoyers because. look. we gotta cope somehow!! but also this can apply to anyone who has food stuff going on. I think Moon would be super gross about it but he would also not let a single thing poison you ever. special robot sensors or something

[jasontoddenthusiastt]

The New Titans #55 (1989)

Batman (2010-) #641

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Red Hood and the Outlaws (2016-) #6

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Batman and Red Hood (2011-) #20

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Batman (2016-) #138

They sure do bAT&Tman. They sure as hell do.

Yet Jason never thought this way about you.

[ddlcsprites]

DOKI NENDOS!

So ignoring that my display for nat is both too short AND that its slightly broken to begin with, i now have TWO OUT OF FOUR GIRLS!

I also had like, an xacto knife this time so natsukis chat card is a little less scuffed LMAOO. Both of these nendos are genuinely so good and I'm happy to see that theyre continuing to give scenes for the backgrounds! Gives me more to do with my nendo display even though i never accounted for them when doing measurements (obviously) 😭😭

Legit my only complaint is that they should add indents for the cut out stuff. Both girls came with really tiny items that need to be cut out and if youre cursed with shaky hands like me it's very daunting to try and get out-- even with an xacto. Still tho, very cute, I'm really happy with Natsukis nendoroid!

[chipistrate]

STEEL WOOL SPEAK TO ME WHO IS THIS MYSTERY VOICE!!!!!!!!!

[puppyeared]

i feel shy talking here when i dont have anything worth sharing but i cant help feeling like ive said things in the tags that could be brought up in court

[aphsillyos]

his default recall is so cool..........

[satorugojoswiife]

thank u phantom parade for giving me the filler content that the manga wouldn't give 😭🙏

[wc-m0ch4]

Really enjoy the theory that Sonic x Shadow Generations was named that way so that search results would show the game instead of Sonadow

This is particularly because of how much more Sonadow fanart/edits/fanfics I've been seeing as of late BECAUSE of the title LMAO

[sluckythewizard]

SHHH SH HEYYY HEY DONT TELL ANYONE BUT... ive been workin on smth since BITB came out..... itsa lil musical animatic involvin kian and becky.... ITS NO WHERE NEAR DONE YET but loooook look im puttin lil screenshots under the cut. its supposed to go along with Am I In Heaven? by King Gizzard n the Lizard Wizard. infact yknow what cmere come sit with be bc ALOT of songs from the 'IM IN YOUR MIND FUZZ' album makes me think about becky and kian. oh my god. those two make me so damn emotional. like Her and I was the first one to rly resonate with me, and EMPTY was another good one, all just stuff about. yknow LOVE!! doomed by the narrative yet burning SO SO brightly in its last moments, holding hands, playing music, THEY WERE SO IN LOVE WITH YOU THAT THE COPY OF THEM LOVED YOU, AND YOUR COPY LOVES THEM TOO. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL, CRUMBLING, BURNING, HISSING, SQUIRMING, MELTING, CLICKING LOVE STORY..

GET OVER HERE N SCREAM WITH MEEE I LOVE SCREAMING ABOUT THINGS

[foxgirlmoth]

I had a timeloop dream that feels like it should be fucking me up a lot right now mentally.

[god-was-silent]

reading Harlan Ellison's Deathbird Stories: A Pantheon of Modern Gods (fucking fantastic) and was immediately VERY surprised reading "On the Downhill Side"—pleasantly surprised and fascinated with this story, this 'two ghosts of New Orleans are involved with one another by the God of Love in their last chance for something better before eternity in limbo hits them both, also there's a unicorn there' story,—with the protagonist, Paul Ordahl, because his story is Gorrister's story.

"On the Downhill Side" can be found easy-like in online archives within the actual set of Deathbird Stories (unless someone wants to hunt down a signed vinyl audiobook)—and I'll actually transcribe a page or two under the cut for fun, but really all that needs to be said is that Gorrister's life history in the video game is almost entirely a play-by-play of Paul's, except instead of Glynis it's Bernice, instead of a truck driver he's an architect (and frankly how the 'bitch mother-in-law' gets into contact with him makes more sense here—because Paul was receiving an award and doing an interview at a televised architect's convention and she cross-referenced that with newspapers to find the convention hotel, all that), and instead of never quite caring he always seemed to love too much—among other things.

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream was published in 1967, On the Downhill Side in 1972, the IHNMAIMS video game in 1995. wonder why things progressed the way it did in all that time in terms of how Gorrister's character was developed and changed. 'peace marcher and conscientious thinker to world-weary gave-little-damns-to-begin-with truck driver' and all.

do with that information what you will. 'd love to hear other folks' thoughts on this

ohh welcome to even more text okay here we go all standard content warnings for Gorrister's story apply (suicide and institutionalization mostly), just isolating some of Paul's dialogue once again from "On the Downhill Side" (1972) by Harlan Ellison (credit is important!)

"'My name is Paul Ordahl,' I told her. 'And the most awful thing that ever happened to me was my first wife, Bernice. I don't know how else to put it—even if it sounds melodramatic, it's simply what happened—she went insane, and I divorced her, and her mother had her committed to a private mental home.'"

"'Her mother was the one had her committed, you see. I only heard from them twice after the divorce. It had been four stinking years and I really didn't want any more of it. Once, after I'd started making some money, the mother called and said Bernice had to be put in the state asylum. There wasn't enough money to pay for the private home any more. I sent a little; not much. I suppose I could have sent more, but I was remarried, there was a child from her previous marriage. I didn't want to send any more. I told the mother not to call me again. There was only once after that…it was the most terrible thing that ever happened to me.'"

"'I was in New York,' I said. 'I was receiving an award at an architects' convention—did I mention I was an architect—yes, that's what I was at the time, an architect—and I did a television interview. The mother saw me on the program, and checked the newspapers to find out what hotel we were using for the convention, and she got my room number and called me. I had been out quite late after the banquet when I'd gotten my award, quite late. I was sitting on the side of the bed, taking off my shoes, my tuxedo tie hanging from my unbuttoned collar, getting reading to just throw clothes on the floor and sink away, when the phone rang. It was the mother. She was a terrible person, one of the worst I ever knew, a shrike, a terrible, just a terrible person. She started telling me about Bernice in the asylum. How they had her in this little room and how she stared out the window most of the time. She'd reverted to childhood, and most of the time she couldn't even recognize the mother; but when she did, she'd say something like 'Don't let them hurt me, Mommy, don't let them hurt me.' So I asked her what she wanted me to do, did she want money for Bernice or what…Did she want me to go see her since I was in New York…and she said God no. And then she did an awful thing to me. She said the last time she'd been to see Bernice, my ex-wife had turned around and put her finger to her lips and said, 'Shhh, we have to be very quiet. Paul is working.' And I swear, a snake uncoiled in my stomach. It was the most terrible thing I'd ever heard. No matter how secure you are that you honest to God had not sent someone to a madhouse, there's always that little core of doubt, and saying what she'd said just burned out my head. I couldn't even think about it, couldn't even really hear it, or it would have collapsed me. So down came these iron walls and I just kept on talking, and after a while she hung up.'

'It wasn't till two years later that I allowed myself to think about it, and then I cried; it had been a long time since I'd cried. Oh, not because I believed that nonsense about a man isn't supposed to cry, but just because there hadn't been anything that important to cry about. But when I let myself hear what she'd said, I started crying, and just went on and on till I finally went in and looked into the bathroom mirror and I asked myself face to face if I'd done that, if I'd ever made her be quiet so I could work on blueprints or drawings…

'And after a while I saw myself shaking my head no, and it was easier. That was about three years before I died.'"

"I remember the daybreak of the night I'd died. There had been mist. I had been a suicide.

My third wife had left me. She had gone away during the night, while I'd been at a business meeting with a client; I had been engaged to design a church in Baton Rouge. All that day I'd steamed the old wallpaper off the apartment we'd rented. It was to have been our first home together, paid for by the commission. I'd done the steaming myself, with a tall ladder and a steam condenser and two flat pans with steam holes. Up near the ceiling the heat had been so awful I'd almost fainted. She'd brought me lemonade, freshly squeezed. Then I'd showered and changed and gone to my meeting. When I'd returned, she was gone. No note."

[seilon]

every newer gen kpoppy who calls it revolutionary every time a big name bg member wears something vaguely skirt-like should be required to watch lee sungjong of infinite putting his whole pussy into performing coming of age ceremony by park jiyoon wearing the song's classic form-fitting black side-slitted dress with zero gimmicks way back in 2012