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[batbux]

"Sometimes I forget they're gone."

Bruce looks up from work - a crossword he's doing to pass time until the gas chromatography finishes - and over to where Tim is rolling back and forth in front of a secondary terminal. The steady squeak of his chairs back wheel was almost meditative in a way. He stared up at a blank screen, face only illuminated in profile by the gentle glow of Bruce's own terminal.

"Who is?" Bruce asked when Tim didn't elaborate. For all that this was functionally his home now, the boy had a tendency to occupy space in a way that made Bruce's jaw ache from biting his tongue.

"My parents." Tim stopped rocking and the Cave was as silent as a grave between them. One grave in particular. "Like, something happens and I think, oh, Mom would love to hear about this. Or Dad would get all huffy and rant over something silly and it would be fun to listen to."

Tim, who loved his parents and, arguably was loved in return. He spent most of his time in his room or the Cave, exploring other rooms in the Manor like his parents did archeological sites. Interesting to him, but not a place to be.

"Sometimes I pick up the phone and get as far as putting in their international number, you know?"

Tim, who was parented through phone calls and post cards. Tim, who spent so much of his life in boarding schools that an actual home looked more like a museum than a place to live.

"I'm sorry, bud," Bruce murmured. There wasn't much else he could say, aside from reminding Tim that his father was still alive. Comatose, hanging in limbo, but alive.

Bruce thought it would be easier if Jack Drake died with his wife. Bruce also hated himself for thinking those kinds of things.

"I just keep thinking about Mohenjo-daro," he continued. "We're learning about it in school this unit and I keep remembering- I keep remembering that Dad said he's been there. I can't keep the dates right in my head and he would have helped."

"I can give it a shot," Bruce offered even though he knew it was the wrong thing to do now just as it had been the wrong thing to do when he offered to find a Romani language tutor for Dick when he realized he was forgetting things.

It would solve one part of the problem, but it would never replace the help a father could give.

Tim turned towards him, pale face washed out in stark relief under the light from behind Bruce. He wondered if Tim could even see his face in the relative darkness and found a cowards courage knowing he couldn't.

"He told me a story about it once," Tim said. "I can't remember the ending. I can't remember what he told me. Why didn't I listen better?"

Bruce had no answer for him. He set his paper aside and opened his arms.

Dick would have thrown himself at Bruce, taking comfort where and when he could. Jason would have slunk over and did his level best to press close enough to cave in Bruce's chest and make himself a home.

He was, in hindsight, too good at that.

Tim always hesitated. Weighting the pros and cons? Overthinking a simple comfort offered freely? Bruce never knew.

Still, Tim slowly abandoned his squeaking chair. He let Bruce tug him in for a hug.

Tim was older than Dick had been, around the same age as Jason. Even so, in moments like this he seemed immeasurably younger. Tim, cast off in a prestigious boarding school, had lived comparatively untouched by life's hardest lessons. He signed up for the work, but he couldn't have known how hard it would be. Bruce never should have let him in, but what could he do now? Tim came to him when he needed a partner the most and he was so, so grateful even as regret threatened to choke him.

A beep, then. Bruce's eyes drifted upwards.

"The drugs we lifted from the Iceberg Lounge?" Tim asked against Bruce's neck.

"Yes."

"Show me."

Bruce let Tim out from the protective circle of his arms and did so. The moment lay broken behind them, like so many others.

[cosmicrhetoric]

the continuous focus on birds and birdsong in monstrous regiment is one of my fave bits just because we know the only reason polly has all that background knowledge is bc of paul. and even when she has that moment of not wanting to admit that she wants to get paul back partially for selfish reasons she was still the person in his life that paid attention enough to remember everything he loved/knew about birds lol. he's not really haunting the narrative he's just kind of chilling back there but ANYWAY lol polly perks could do antigone

[kairithemang0]

So this post was originally something entirely different for an entirely different fandom but I'm rewriting it now as what I really want to talking about.

It's a fucking. WALTZ.

The Soriku side of the fandom has picked this song to bits, having the game featuring the two main characters who have one of the strongest bonds in the series and having their theme for the game where they're together be a waltz is just a perfect hint towards their possible romantic relationship together.

Frankly, I think that's just beautiful, and if we ever get another kh game where we play both Riku and Sora, I'd love to see the DB call back to this song in some way. I also like how it's most magical, dreamlike. It fits DREAM drop distance.

I dunno, I love this song so much. It's definitely not my favorite Dearly Beloved (save me days/com/mom/kh2 db... save me) but it's up there. Then again ranking the Dearly Beloveds is a task no one should even try to do because they're all just so damn good. Yoko please come back for kh4, DBs aren't the same without you.

For the -1 person curious what the original post was gonna look like, it was gonna be something like "oh yeah these two fictional relationships soirta mirror each other in how they play out, one starting with hatred and the other ending with it" and how this is the db that would be on my playlist for them because I love the idea of the two dancing no idea why but just gahhhh them <3

Now that I think about it, I should rank the DBs, just to see how much I can screw that list up and have it all change in a day max.

[thursdaygirlmp3]

hey.... the time you spend with your friends will be a faint but cherished memory in ten years...and not all of us will be so lucky so as to get to reconnect with the people we love who drift out of our lives. if i have laughed with you you will always have a place in my heart

[barblaz-arts]

Random question, but any thoughts about them casting Jenna Ortega as Lydia's daughter in Beetlejuice^2? Thought it was funny 'cause of you specifically 😂

I thought it was funny too, but I have no particularly strong opinions about it because I don't really plan on watching. Movie Beetlejuice kinda makes me uncomfortable.

[zoldyckd]

lol

i hate that the majority of us will never find true fulfillment in our jobs. it's so fucking sad (and i need to find lit on the subject and the very concept of work vs jobs). i'm still trying to accept that reality, because i really don't think i can ever stand to work for someone else period, but i can't do anything about it right now. i'm trying not to think of a career or anything like that or else i'll want to throw myself off this building, but there's a lot of comfort in really understanding that i'm working to keep myself afloat/fuel my hobbies/stay sharp. i don't think i ever really understood that until the traumatic experience i had from my previous job, because i've always had this tendency to pour my whole being into whatever organization/company i'm a part of (not very commie of me but i know better now). that usually meant striving for perfection and overworking to the point of severe burnout (which has happened three times now) for a company that would sooner watch me crash and burn than give me what i'm ACTUALLY due. i feel like this is all kind of obvious when i think about it sometimes, but now that i'm actually living it and actively learning from it, yeah it's definitely different.

im deleting this soon i just need to post this rn because notion makes me feel really alone sometimes

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Applying to an apartment with little income and terrible credit score, in hopes that they'll be desperate enough to take me

[iknaenmal]

OH RHIS SUCKS

[mayoiayasep]

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[gophergal]

I always hate the pity I get when I say "I don't have much of a family"

Like, fuck you dude. My family is very small, but my parents distanced themselves from their relatives for a good fucking reason and so have I

[kyolypso]

NEW GREAT PRETENDER MOVIE IS SO GOOD BTW.

[hauntedtrait]

top 3 favorite books and favorite fictional character (from any kind of media)?

favorite books: the all for the game series (im gonna count it as 1 ok sfndjcj), ninth house by leigh bardugo, and crush by richard siken

favorite fictional character: for the last many years i have had an extremely strong attachment to john constantine of the hellblazer comics and andrew minyard of aftg and mollymauk tealeaf from critical role campaign 2

[mainfaggot]

the last time i felt emotionally fulfilled in a friendship was when i was 15, and before that when i was 13. im turning 21 next month

[sodrippy]

hm i shouldnt have vocalized how i feel abt this trip, my ma just showed me its rainy at home on video call and im being overcome w upsetness help

[doctorwhoisadhd]

also another reason i play picc despite it causing my migraines is because i can use it to win arguments. Like any other instrument you have no right to complain about piccolo being "too high" when i am playing it and it gives ME migraines. like. ok coward. what do u even have to complain about

[like-sands-of-time]

Wait why did balinor need to even leave his cave could he not have just called Kilgharrah and then the dragon not only would have left Camelot but also came to his master once more? They could find the egg balinor was guarding and save like years of other issues