#I don’t know if this makes sense

[lgbtqforeverything]

everything about lydia finally being able to rest and not rage anymore (and even how the bad kids and specifically kristen approached her this season!) feels like a disability metaphor to me. the feeling of getting to rest after years of rage and how it can so easily be read as finding the right medication or accommodation. the way kristen immediately tries to get the gem out and how obvious lydia’s relief (and disbelief tbh) is at her immediate trying like how finding a doctor that actually wants to work with you is like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders.

#i don’t know if this makes sense #but as someone who is disabled and has a lot of disabled friends who have to deal with shitty doctors and conditions #it feels really important to me #lydia barkrock #fantasy high #a.j. posts #dimension 20 #d20 posting

[obsessedwithstarwars]

THE BULLET IN THE BOY or

THE BOY WITH WHITE HAIR

(It’s a work in progress. Names are hard.)

Tim’s senses came back slowly. When was the last time he slept? Well, aside from passing out. When was the last time he slept voluntarily? He tried to breathe evenly and pretend he was asleep, but his mind was racing. What was he doing? He couldn’t remember anything after he went on patrol. How long ago was that?? The summer air had cooled down significantly, so it had to have been a few hours. Obviously something had gone wrong. He needed to come up with a plan before whoever had him realized that he was awake.

The first thing to note was the frigid cold against his back. He was laying on a hard, smooth floor. He assumed concrete. Water dripped somewhere and echoed loudly as it hit a puddle. So it was a big empty-ish room. Probably a warehouse. Judging by the stuffy, stale, and metallic smell, it was most likely abandoned. With blood. A sharp burning pain emanating from his left shoulder meant the blood was probably his.

If Tim hadn’t been paying attention, he wouldn’t have heard the very very shallow breathing directly above him. Until extremely cold fingers wrapped something around his shoulder, jostling it. Tim reflexively took a small intake of breath at the sharp pain. It was quiet, barely noticeable but it was enough for the fingers to stop moving.

“Oh shit, you’re awake.” The voice was distinctly male, definitely young, probably a teenager.

No use in pretending now. Tim opened his eyes, surprised at how heavy they felt. Yup. He was in a warehouse. It was dark with no windows except for a few skylights on the ceiling. He was laying in the light coming from one of them with the boy sitting at his side. Moonlight outlined the boy from the skylight above. Tim couldn’t feel a breeze, yet the boy’s stark white hair moved like strong winds pulled at it. He couldn’t see a face as the boy was focused on Tim’s shoulder. Pain radiated along his arm and across his chest.

Tim attempted to sit up but found all of his limbs were heavy. What was happening? His mind felt alert, but his body was sluggish. The boy stopped what he was doing, grabbed Tim’s other shoulder and pressed down firmly on his chest. His hands were freezing. “Stop trying to move! If you start bleeding again it’s your own damn fault. I’m almost done wrapping your shoulder.”

“What did you do to me?” Tim whispered as the boy worked on winding the gauze around his upper arm.

“I didn’t do anything but you just proved my theory.” The boy huffed as he clasped two metal bandage clips on the gauze to keep it in place before sitting back.

“What’s your theory?” He had to keep the boy talking until backup arrived.

“You’re a fucking idiot.” Tim blinked. That was not the answer he expected. Maybe he did need more sleep.

“Ookayy. How did I prove that?”

“You were so focused on following that black haired kid, not to mention sleep deprived, seriously when was the last time you slept?! I thought I was bad. I sleep more than you and I’m dead.” He chuckled as if he had said something completely normal, and not something that was the equivalent of saying the sky was green. “Anyway, you were so focused on m-on him you didn’t notice you were being followed.” He slowly put his makeshift medical supplies into a backpack that had seen better days. Tim filed away the information for later. Better to keep the boy talking.

“I knew I was being followed.” At this, the boy stopped what he was doing and scoffed at him.

“Oh, really? Two guys attack you, you fight back. Not bad. You’re a better fighter than I am. Six more join and you get yourself shot in the shoulder. So I grabbed you and flew ran like hell. Hence you’re an idiot.” He gently pulled Tim up into a sitting position and propped him up with a crate. Tim’s eyes were now adjusted to the dark and he could see more. He studied him. The boy was extremely thin but surprisingly strong. He was very pale too. How old was this kid? Tim guessed younger than him. Where were his parents? Was he living on the street?

“They shot you in the deltoid.” The boy continued. Hmm, so he knows anatomy. That’s a class Tim was taking. They might be closer in age than he thought. “It wouldn’t stop bleeding so I brought you here, got the bullet out, and patched you up. It was covered in a weird substance. Probably a paralytic of some sort since you’re having a hard time moving. You obviously didn’t call for backup or they would be here already. So you’re a fucking idiot.” He zipped up his backpack.

“Why were you there?” Tim slowly and with great effort reached for his insignia. If he could just communicate with his team, he might be able to help the boy too.

“Nope, sorry. This isn’t Jeopardy. That is not a question you’re getting an answer to. Also, have you seen what you’re wearing?” At this, Tim froze. He was wearing his Red Robin uniform. He couldn’t feel his face from the drug. Was his mask still on?

Almost as if the boy could hear his thoughts, he quickly said “Your mask is on your face. And I didn’t look. I understand the importance of a secret identity. You could say I was reborn with one. Or that I have a split personality.” He laughed. Tim felt relief, but the boys words provided more questions than answers.

“Anyways, we’re just going to pretend I didn’t see you and you didn’t see me.”

“Why would we do that?” Tim continued to slowly reach for his insignia.

“We both have identities to protect.” At this, the boy crouched down to eye level with Tim. Oh shit, he’s cute. The boy’s face was surprisingly clean, with scrapes on his gaunt cheeks, and a bruise forming under his right eye. The boy was beautiful. But something was familiar about him. Before Tim had time to process what it could be the boy slowly waved his hand across Tim’s face. “You don’t need to investigate me. I’m not the boy you’re looking for.” His eyes flashed a bright glowing green. The color was eerily familiar and definitely not normal for a human. The boy had to be a meta. A meta who’d seen too many movies.

“Did- did you just try to do a Jedi mind trick on me?!”

“Depends. Did it work?” The boy smiled a half smile and Tim had to remember how to breathe.

“No.”

“Damn. Well, in any case, you won’t say anything yet. I disabled your communication device.” He pointed to the insignia. “And your tracker. Can’t have your friends follow me. Or have my enemies find me. Especially while you’re incapacitated.” The boy stood up. Tim realized he was wearing a suit too. It was all black with a white collar, belt, and cuffs. He wore white gloves and white boots. It reminded Tim of a haz-mat suit, except for the weird logo that looked like a ‘D’ and a ‘P’ combined on his chest. Despite cleaning Tim’s shoulder, his white gloves were pristine.

“Enemies?”

“My sister says I’ve gone too soft. She says I need to take care of myself first and it’s not my job to protect everyone. I know she’s looking out for me, trying to protect me like she always does. But you need to know.” He took a deep breath and looked Tim in the eyes again. The green pupils glowed and Tim could see the green swirling, like a pool of bright, sickly green. Lazarus waters. That’s what his eyes reminded Tim of. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stop looking.” The boy said in a low voice. “Lives will be in danger if you don’t. Mine, my sister, my friends, your brother’s, and the boy you followed.”

“What? Which brother? Who’s after you? Who are you?”

“The dead one. The GIW. And I don’t care how good your hacker is, don’t look them up. Matter of fact, don’t even breathe in their direction. They’ll know and your dead brother will die again, except this time he’ll die a much slower, much more painful, and permanent death. If it traces back to me and hurts who I hold dear, you’ll have a much bigger, and infinitely more destructive problem on your hands.” The boy slung his backpack on and started to walk away.

“How did you know he died?” Tim asked quietly.

“Phantom.”

“What?” The boy, Phantom, turned to look at him.

“My name. It’s Phantom.” His eyes started to glow brighter, with green flames extending outward, and a smile that showed too many teeth. Tim held his breath, unable to look away. The white hair moved unnaturally with a faint bright green crown floating above his head. And Tim knew that Phantom wasn’t just a name. He wasn’t sure if he was even a meta. The boy was different. Otherworldly. A being that could and would destroy the earth if provoked. Tim knew they were no match for him and judging by the look in Phantom’s eyes, he knew it too. They stared at each other for several moments, until a faint, barely discernible noise made Phantom jerk his head away. He stopped smiling, the power he so openly displayed almost folding back into himself as he said, “Your friends are here.”

Batman and Robin emerged from the shadows. Tim was sure Red Hood was also there, along with Nightwing. Waiting in the shadows or securing the perimeter. Phantom was surrounded. Tim felt almost sad for the boy. No good deed goes unpunished, huh. But they needed to know what was going on. He had more questions. Questions that needed answers. From Batman’s stance, Tim assumed he’d heard the last part of their conversation. Saw what Phantom did. If Jason was in danger, they needed to know. They needed to stop the threat.

Phantom started laughing. His legs slowly melded together until they became a tail floating a few feet off the ground. “Aaand that’s all the time we have for today kids! Don’t forget to light a candle for your friendly neighborhood ghosts and stay away from the Guys In White. See you never!” At this, Phantom did a fake salute to Batman, bowed to Tim, and vanished into thin air before their eyes.

#danny phantom #jazz fenton #dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #batman #danny fenton #red robin #tim drake #eldritch #eldritch danny #ghost king danny #I don’t know much about Batman #i don’t know if this makes sense #or if it’s even good #I’m not a writer #the brain rot took over #let me know what you think #it’s my first small fic #be gentle #I break easily #I don’t know what to do with this #if it should continue #or if there should be more context #hopefully it’s good anyway

[thewriterlyowl]

Suzanne wrote “Haymitch…passes the bag [of sweets] to a giggling Prim” and this is basically their most positive interaction but it hasn’t stopped me headcanoning that she is one of the few people he’s unreservedly sweet to, that he tells her raunchy jokes when her mother isn’t around, that after he went through withdrawal when the liquor ran out he tried to remind her that he wasn’t always like that.

Haymitch had his brother and mother ripped from him after the Games, so I like to think that he relates to how much she adores Prim and low-key wants to make sure her innocence is protected.

(You know, before Snow announces that he’s going to have them all murdered in the QQ)

#I don’t know if this makes sense #but that line made me so emotional on my latest reread #I can see Haymitch deciding he’s Prim’s bad influence gruncle as a way to protect the sibling of a Victor when he couldn’t #katniss everdeen #haymitch abernathy #primrose Everdeen #the hunger games

[cowboylikejesper]

i relate to jesper but in a “i’m terrified that one day everyone will find out that i’m not as fun or interesting or entertaining as i pretend to be because deep down, i’m just really sad and scared all the time” way

#i don’t know if this makes sense #but it’s my truth #can you tell i relate to the archer by taylor swift #six of crows #soc #crooked kingdom #ck #shadow and bone #jesper fahey #leigh bardugo

[kingofmyborrowedheart]

I love how Taylor looks at things in a kaleidoscopic manner. She never really presents moments and feelings in one purely flat and definitive way. She looks at them from different perspectives and angles, which gives a new light to her songs and a new facet to those moments and feelings.

#taylor swift #I don’t know if this makes sense #I thought of this before falling asleep #I was thinking about afterglow/the great war and a little bit of you’re losing me

[just-give-stucky]

A parallel I don’t see talked about enough

Especially since the last time he held the shield led to him being taken by hydra, ie becoming the Winter Soldier

#steve rogers #marvel #captain america #bucky barnes #wintersoldier #i don’t know if this makes sense #just something i noticed

[colgeras]

link is so enraged that zelda has to go through this not once, but twice. his fists shake with it. he doesn’t dare open his mouth, not once, because anybody unlucky enough to overhear whatever comes out may no longer see him as a hero, and what good would come from the people of hyrule feeling just as despaired as he. the only person who may ever understand is the one person he would hate to have hear him the most, and the one person who never will. revali.

#you know. You know #i don’t know if this makes sense #but once my other projects are done i want to write a fic about this #link character analysis has got me going batshit over here #the legend of zelda #link #tears of the kingdom #totk #revali #botw

[disco-tea]

Ya know. I’ve been thinking about Dracula lately. The divide between the romanticized film Dracula and the actual book Dracula. About the way that it’s portrayed in film. And I’ll be honest, for me, I think the big issue about it isn’t even the romanticizing and sympathizing of the vampire/vampirism. Because that can be interesting. That can be fun. It’s the “you were once human and now you are a monster” of it all. It’s not the vampirism, it’s the CHARACTER of Dracula himself. It’s the fact that they took the most rancid creepy manipulative unappealing dude and tried to turn him into a romantic interest with almost NO BASIS FOR IT IN THE SOURCE MATERIAL. That they romanticized him creeping on women and hanging around outside their bedroom window and stalking them and crap. It’s not the vampirism. Because if Jonathan did come out of this as a vampire or a semi-vampire? Heck yeah you go you funky little monster dude. I wanna hear all about it. The trauma. The grappling with it all. The darkness. The “you were once human and now you have come out of the ordeal forever changed” of it all.

But that’s not what gets the attention in the adaptations. So many of these characters/relationships simply don’t get any attention or are written out in favor of trying to focus on Dracula. So many adaptations gloss over Jonathan in every way. Gloss over his true and deep love for Mina and hers for him. They gloss over what happens to Jonathan and how it is with Jonathan that we see the horrors that establish Dracula as a character. And I think there’s a reason for that.

I’m not going to pretend to know everything about every Dracula adaptation ever, but I have seen enough and know enough from cultural osmosis to know that the image of Dracula outside a girl's bedroom window—or in a girl's bedroom—using the thrall on her is more widely known than the image of Dracula terrorizing Jonathan. Or Dracula terrorizing the crew of the Demeter, even though it is genuinely terrifying.

And gee, I wonder why that is? Why is it that a creepy dude stalking girls and using his powers to take away her choice/autonomy is more widely romanticized and sexualized by filmmakers vs the character who loves his wife dearly and would do anything to get back to her?

Why is it that Dracula’s victims, be it Lucy or Mina, are always sexualized in regard to him in a way they weren’t in the source material?

I don’t know if this is making sense, but if it is, I think it’s something to think about and consider. To consider why the story of Count Dracula, creeping on women and using his powers in a way that is pretty much a rapists fantasy, is told again and again and blatantly romanticized by filmmakers while Jonathan with his genuine love and respect for the women in his life is thrown to the wayside.

#i don’t know if this makes sense #but it’s been bugging me and I needed to get it out #Dracula Daily #Dracula meta #dracula 1897 #count dracula #lucy westenra #jonathan harker #mina murray #mina harker

[furious-blueberry0]

Y’all know what, the more time I spend on this fandom, and the more I see the various fanon versions of Obi-Wan (I saw some crazy shit), the more I appreciate the characterization of him that I had since I was little: him being just a guy.

#ya know #without any particular powers outside of the standard Jedi ones #no incredible traumas outside of the standard Jedi ones #a pretty chill life #(until anakin of course) #just a pretty good life #i don’t know if this makes sense #but to me it does so #obi wan kenobi

[overatthefrankensteinplace]

i realized that the reason some pictures I see of astarion on like Pinterest and stuff feel off to me is because they edit out his laugh lines

literally why when this

disclaimer: image not mine & pulled from pinterest

#im a little stoned #I don’t know if this makes sense #astarion #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #I don’t proofread #lmao it shows #astarion bg3

[icekingofhope]

MY TAKE ON ALASTOR AND THE DRAMA AROUND HIS SEXUALITY COMING FROM A ASEXUAL AND DEMIROMANTIC PERSON

ok so note two things I am just stating out my opinion I don’t mean any ill intent or want to pick fights I wanted to bring what I think about it it maybe the stupidest thing I ever said but I want to let out my opinion

2 I wouldn’t call myself a hazbin hotel fan due to vizziepop being a piece of shit and controversial but I do like the show it’s ok it has good parts the other are just….ehhh like characters like angel dust but I do like characters like husk or charile

anyway without further a do let’s talk about Alastor

now if you haven’t been around and don’t know what’s going on people have been butting heads on Alastor cause it’s found out that he is asexual and implied aromantic (I seen people talk about Alastor being aromatic but I haven’t seen anything that says or confirms anything except for Rosie saying he is a ace in the hole)

there have been people saying it’s ok to ship him due to vizziepop saying it’s ok to go crazy on what to ship and there are others saying that like you shouldn’t which I can agree on that bit

but I thought more deeply and talked to my friend who is a hazbin hotel fan and I personally think

both are kinda in the right?

lemme explain and I apologize if it’s messy to me it’s a complicated situation

it’s never explained if he is fully asexual and aromantic but personally I like to project my sexuality onto Alastor cause I can relate to him

and I like to project some bits of myself into him including myself being demiromantic

BUT

You should also respect that he IS on the asexual and aromatic spectrum don’t erase it or disrespect it and acknowledge how he is canonically asexual but if you wanna project yourself into characters go ahead

I mean hell I personally headcanon sandy from Monkie kid being asexual and demiromantic as well

But that’s all I’m gonna say

I apologize if I mean any offense I can abit stupid at times if you want to say something (not rudely) That can shine abit of light that will be nice

anyways see ya

#my opinion #im sorry if it’s stupid #im sorry if this doesnt make sense #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #asexual #demiromantic #aroace #aromantic #i don’t know if this makes sense #but thank you #alastor #alastor the radio demon #radio demon #my take #just my thoughts #my thoughts

[doodlerose]

#demeter #persephone #hades #greek pantheon #greek mythology #greek myth art #greek myth retellings #kind of … #the idea was like Persephone yearly decent into the underworld #being combined with the life cycle of a phoenix #i don’t know if this makes sense #but I had fun making it :) #persephone x hades #digital art #art

[bornwholocker]

hello succession tumblr I would like to submit this for your consideration

#I don’t know if this makes sense #but it does to me #succession #kendall roy #roman roy #and their last hug in the finale is so a child weaned on poison considers harm a comfort #i hate these people #i hate this stupid family #stupid show I hate #alex g

[phoenixkaptain]

Do you ever think about how Anakin likening Obi-Wan to his father is basically Anakin likening Obi-Wan to the Force?

Do you ever think about how Anakin views Obi-Wan as the perfect Jedi, the textbook example of what a Jedi should be?

(Do you ever think about how Obi-Wan views Anakin as the perfect Jedi? Even as everyone else doesn’t view Anakin as even a subpar Jedi, he’s still the best, in Obi-Wan’s eyes.)

Anakin says “You’re the closest thing I have to a father.” Anakin has never had a father. He doesn’t know what a father is like. He doesn’t know how fathers act. He probably has a basic understanding, a secondhand understanding. Fathers, like mothers, guide you and teach you and help you.

Anakin’s idea of a father is almost certainly extremely vague. The Force is his father. The Force is always guiding him and teaching him and trying to help him, but the Force isn’t tangible. The Force isn’t a physical being, it can’t comfort its son on lonely nights and it can’t wipe his tears or pat his head or do anything.

Obi-Wan guides him and teaches him and helps him. Obi-Wan is a tangible person. Obi-Wan is always right there when he needs him. Obi-Wan helped Anakin gain a connection to the Force in the first place.

Obi-Wan is like the Force, to Anakin, in that he’s on a level above other people, completely untouchable. But he’s also Anakin’s connection to the Force, at least at first. He’s Anakin’s connection to his father, isn’t he? He’s the link. He’s always been there for Anakin, helping him when even the Force couldn’t.

And isn’t that why it hurt so badly for Obi-Wan to leave him behind? Because Obi-Wan was his best friend, his brother, his favourite person in the world, the other half of himself. And Obi-Wan was the Jedi Anakin always aspired to be and never could, a Jedi on par with the Force itself, in Anakin’s eyes.

#star wars #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #star wars prequels #the inane ramblings of a madman #thinkin bout anakin’s relationship #to the force and to obi wan and to the force and obi wan #thinkin bout his lines #thinkin bout the fact that ani calling obi his dad #is him callin obi the force #i don’t know if this makes sense #and i’m too sad to go back and see if it does

[acollectionofficsandshit]

RBR Dan is so “my man, my man, my man” coded 🫢

#i don’t know if this makes sense #but I fucking hope it does #f1 #formula 1 #daniel ricciardo

[spottedgardeneelstan]

shen jiu is a man who is a woman.

#svsss #shen jiu #original shen qingqiu #i don’t know if this makes sense #i don’t know what to tell you #man who’s a girl #he’s also a milf.