#anything to declare

[homeforclones]

The difference between Season 1 and Season 3 of the Bad Batch

Season 1: Omega: Crosshair, can I have a hug? Crosshair: The audacity??? Of this Child??? Nothing would revolt me more than to show any kind of weakness to sate your neediness. Season 3: Omega: Crosshair, you're getting a hug. Crosshair: The charity??? Of my Sister??? Nothing would give me more joy than to be hugged by the Literal Angel that you are, though I am a lowly worm.

#the bad batch #tbb #tbb season 3 #tbb spoilers #tbb finale #the bad batch season 3 spoilers #the bad batch season 3 #the bad batch spoilers #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #soft crosshair #good brother crosshair #omega #crosshair #crosshair deserves a hug and he gets a hug #one of my favorite things about the series is the way he learned to love her more than anything #i have one critique about the finale but that is not it #how am i supposed to go on without them #how is life supposed to have meaning when I do not get to see war hardened men adore a little girl more than life itself #season 3 omega is the type to see that you need a hug and then you get a hug #she has declared it #ugh i just love them #and i love how crosshair just doesn't hide that he adores Omega #he tried for approximately one (1) episode and then he just gave in

[steddieas-shegoes]

cw: mentions of scarring, canon-typical violence, flashback (not graphic), minor body horror (again, not graphic, mostly just emotional feelings about scars)

♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️

Everyone gave him weird looks when they walked in, quickly schooling their features when they noticed he was awake and watching them.

He didn’t know exactly what that was about.

They had him on a lot of good drugs.

But eventually he got weaned off them, and he noticed the pull of bandages on his side, and his arm, and his neck, and his face.

He was still unable to get out of bed. Still couldn’t even reach his arms above his chest for more than a few seconds.

But he damn sure reached up to feel the cloth and plastic surrounding his cheek. How had he not noticed for days? How had no one bothered him about it?

Maybe they had and he just didn’t notice. The morphine was one hell of a drug.

Wayne was soft, patient with him. Saw him touching it, saw the way his eyes filled with tears. He’d never been particularly vain, hadn’t cared much about what he looked like to others, but this felt bigger than that. This felt like he was changed in a way that everyone could see.

Add it to the list of things people could bully him for.

He cried himself to sleep, Wayne’s hand in his, silently comforting in the way he’d always done.

When he woke up again the next morning, he was alone.

It was the first time he’d been alone since the boathouse.

He could swear he heard bats outside his door, screams coming from the attached bathroom, flashes of someone dying on the ceiling.

He felt the sharp sting of teeth puncturing his skin.

He felt hopelessness creep into his bones as he gave in.

Maybe this time they would finish the job.

“Eddie!”

Steve Harrington’s voice broke through the thoughts, panicked enough to bring Eddie back to his hospital bed within a second of hearing it.

“Shit, are you okay?” He continued, hand brushing against Eddie’s bandaged cheek.

Eddie nodded once, closed his eyes, leaned into the touch.

He could blame it on any number of things if Steve felt weird about it. The morphine, the flashback, the loneliness.

“You’re okay, Eddie. I promise. Won’t let anything happen to you,” Steve whispered.

Eddie believed him.

He fell back asleep with Steve’s hand gently cupping the mangled side of his face.

If Steve could still touch him there, then maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️

Steve came by every day, sometimes in the early morning, before visiting hours officially started, sometimes well after Wayne had left to get some sleep. He always smiled when he walked in, a genuine one, not the one everyone else gave that was so fully of pity and pain he couldn’t bear to make eye contact. He sat down on the side of the bed, not the chair like everyone else, not scared to be close.

And every single day, without fail, he would run his finger along the edge of Eddie’s bandage on his face, watching his own movements and cataloging any changes.

Eddie sat quietly, still, scared to put words to anything happening. Scared to tell Steve what it meant to him to have someone acknowledge his pain in this way. Scared to think Steve could mean anything by it.

It was easy to pretend Steve was doing this because he cared.

Maybe he did care.

But he didn’t care the way Eddie wanted him to, needed him to.

So he stayed quiet, still.

He watched.

He fell asleep while Steve talked about his day, the kids, what Joyce made Hopper do around the house.

He woke up alone most days, but that was okay, because Steve would be there eventually.

♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️

“You ready to get that thing off?” Wayne asked, gesturing to the bandage.

“Oh. Today?” Eddie suddenly didn’t want to ever be without the bandage. Removing it meant he’d see what was under it.

It meant seeing how much that place had ruined him.

The pull of the stitches hadn’t been as obvious with the pull of the bandage masking it.

But now it’s all he felt.

The nurse smiled at him as she put some antibiotic cream over the area, saying he would probably still have to keep it extra clean for the next week or so while the stitches did their job.

Wayne smiled at him in the way that meant he didn’t really want to smile at all, but knew Eddie needed him to.

Steve didn’t come.

Eddie didn’t sleep.

♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️

He woke up with panic in his chest and a silent scream in his throat.

He woke up with Steve’s hand on his face.

Gentle, soft, but a strong comfort.

“Promise I washed them first. They said we have to be careful about germs,” Steve said quietly.

“You don’t have to. I know it’s…it’s gross. It’s ugly. I’m ugly.”

Steve shook his head. “No. Not gross. Not ugly. Alive.”

“Steve-“

“You’re alive, Eddie. You could have your entire face held together by staples and you would still be a miracle. You’d still be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

Well, Steve’s charm wasn’t an exaggeration, was it?

He wasn’t even sure if the skin barely pulled together could blush anymore, or if the heat that should be on his cheek was burning on the outside the way it felt like it was on the inside.

“It’s gonna be awful when it heals. I saw it in the mirror.” Eddie could feel every stitch in his jaw, the few that spread across the corner of his mouth and bottom lip, the ones that were nearly up to his ear. “I’ll always have a crooked face. The scar will always be huge. It’s all anyone will see.”

“Then they aren’t looking.”

Eddie bit his lip, eyes searching Steve’s. “But you are.”

“No. I’m seeing. There’s a difference. I see you. I see what you’ve survived. I see the mark it left on you. I know it wasn’t just the scars that cover your skin.” Steve leaned his head down, touching Eddie’s forehead with his own. “We all have them. And we’re all still here. Your heart’s beating. That’s all that matters to me.”

“Who knew you were so good with words?” Eddie smiled sadly.

“Robin says I’m just good at not having a filter.”

“She’s right as always.” Eddie wrapped his fingers around Steve’s wrist, turning as slowly as he could to kiss his palm. “You’re not scared of it.”

“No. Are you?”

“I’m scared that you’ll change your mind when it’s always there as a reminder of what happened.”

Steve kissed his nose, making him smile for the first time in what felt like years.

“I’ll have the reminder that I got you out of there. That no matter what, the bats couldn’t finish the job. That you were stronger and you made it.” Steve let his hand drop, but quickly laced his fingers with Eddie’s. “I know it’s a lot to ask of you to trust me, but will you? For today?”

“Just today?”

“I’ll ask again tomorrow.”

“And what? Every day after that?”

Steve smirked.

His eyes were glistening with tears, but Eddie could tell it wasn’t sadness or fear.

“If that’s what I have to do.”

They hadn’t even talked about feelings, not really. Nothing that made any sense to Eddie, nothing that they could define. A part of Eddie was still convinced he was in a coma and dreaming this entire conversation up.

But even the nurse had noticed the way Steve watched him, how he touched him, how he fought for him. She said he’d been a firecracker from the moment he carried him into the hospital, dripping blood on the tile, staining the halls with his demands for help.

Wayne said he barely left his side the first day, only doing so when the doctors had told him they would call the cops if he didn’t.

Erica even noticed how things had changed between them, stating that she refused to watch her babysitter and the only DM she had respect for make out.

But Steve held Eddie, made him feel like he could get out of the hospital bed and live a life that wouldn’t keep him running. Steve was there.

Steve might even love him. If not now, then some day.

And Eddie could trust him today.

He could probably trust him tomorrow.

“Kiss me?” Eddie probably shouldn’t. The stitches tugged when he talked, and another mouth anywhere near his wounds was just asking for an infection.

But Steve would be careful. He knew what Eddie could handle.

It was barely a kiss. A graze of the lips at most.

But it was the best kiss Eddie had ever had.

At least until tomorrow.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #drabble #yall I am having thoughts about Eddie with a very large face scar and it led to this #I know people have drawn stuff before but I’m #I mean like what I am thinking is from his bottom lip across his entire jaw #to his ear and then down his neck #and it’s not remotely even or straight #very jagged when it heals because they weren’t really aiming for stitching it straight they just wanted to get it closed #also a firm believer that Steve has no filter at all and is SO GOOD at romantic declarations because of it #like he doesn’t edit anything #if he loves you you’ll know because he says I love you in all words except those at first #anyways wrote this during dessert for my besties birthday dinner so #not checking for typos hope there aren’t any lmao #if my phone autocorrected she’s probably wrong

[reloaderror]

whatever you do, don't flip this. other than that, it's done.

#nabari no ou #dunno if u can tell but the shirt is suppoed to be a bit big dont know if it translates to anything other than funky anatomy though #solstice child v2023(4) 👍 a month late and in a sense a year late #woho happy belated self declared bday #yuhki kamatani #yoite #nno #my art #i see some more stuff i couldve fixed but i wont

[angelsdean]

tapping the sign that says: IF the confession / dean reciprocating is going to be something further explored in the revival then jensen / anyone involved cannot make definitive statements abt dean's feelings or destiel's reunion until it's actually shown. it would be spoiling future arcs or getting ppl's hopes up for a specific outcome that they don't have the authority to promise yet.

of course jensen is going to continue to give vague / deflecting answers. the only thing they CAN canonically speak on IS the confession because that's what's already happened. jensen can also speak on his acting choices in that scene, like how he's previous talked about where dean's headspace was at when he was sitting on the dungeon floor after.

but they literally can't be making Official Statements abt if dean reciprocates or how their reunion will play out bc we likely will be seeing that on screen and to speculate or talk abt it would potentially spoil what they're planning (since the revival at this point is pretty much a WHEN not IF scenario)

#once again ppl jump to the worst possible faith interpretation abt things said at a con #jensen literally ALWAYS gives vague / neutral answers bc he's professional and also is pushed into a corner where most times #he really Can't say anything definitive #like misha? he can say cas's confession was a romantic declaration of love (bc it was) and that cas is queer bc that happened #jensen still cannot comment on anything definitive abt dean's sexuality or dean's feelings toward cas #vic.txt #fandom

[shadelorde]

Why do so many people unironically think the Fire Nation is the misogyny-less “girlboss” nation. What the fuck.

#avatar the last airbender #the fire nation #‘haha Zuko learns about misogyny’ he spent thirteen years around his dad I can guarantee you he knows what that is #like. the fucking weirdness of exalting the genocidal colonizer nation above all else aside #it’s just textually untrue? #Ozai kidnapped Ursa. #even if we don’t take the search as canon he still clearly has and wields power over Ursa #Azula becoming fire lord doesn’t mean Ozai is a guy supportive of girlbosses it just means he hates his son’s guts #and the title of fire lord he gave Azula was empty. it literally didn’t mean anything. like he pronounced himself Ruler of the World #and declared there would be no more nations it would just burn under him #like Zuko is not some enlightened feminist #like sure maybe we could argue that the fire nation in LoK is a lot better but also the Fire Nation is like…never talked about in LoK #and there’s something incredibly gross about all these headcanons about Enlightened Feminist Zuko (Fire nation) #showing the Evil Reductive Misogynists (water tribe) the light #like you realize how weird that is right #right.

[bananonbinary]

as a certified Diagnosed Autist(TM) i cannot stress enough that i am not only pro- self-diagnosis, but also pretty anti- legal medical diagnosis. it is, at best, a cruel hoop we have to jump through so privileged people will deign to give us what we need. don't fucking do that shit unless you have to, it was disgustingly expensive, fucking humiliating, infantilizing, and dehumanizing, and would probably actively cause problems in my life if i didn't have some really good allistic (-passing) people in my corner and also wasn't so fucking disabled that it mostly doesn't matter.

literally get that diagnosis if you need it for job/school accessibility shit or SSI or whatever, and otherwise dont tell the government SHIT about yourself. there is zero good reason for them to want that information. that's between you and the people you want in your life.

#as a side note: this goes for gender too #dont fucking get a special marker on your passport or whatever #trying to get ssi has made me realize how deeply cruel the system is #never reveal any vulnerability you have unless it's absolutely necessary #do not do this stuff for validation the government is not your friend and you should seek emotional fulfillment elsewhere #hm this post turned out a lot angrier than i meant #guess i'm still mad about how awful the process was #it wasnt even long it was just. so *impersonal.* #this woman talked to me for two hours. went down a fairly bigoted checklist. #didnt ask me my own opinion on much of anything. and then declared a bunch of her impressions as if they hold weight just bc shes allistic #like how i have 'identity issues' (am trans and dont want a romantic partner) #and thats just. my permanent record of diagnosis! this two hour conversation with a stranger! she doesnt fucking know me #we paid like $500 for that

[floweroflaurelin]

Huevember day 8: the Wizard on the Mountain

Red day? Perfect for some Life Series art!

#huevember #huevember 2022 #last life smp #goodtimeswithscar #last life smp fanart #goodtimeswithscar fanart #gtwscar #gtws fanart #last life #last life scar #last life gtws #llsmp #last life fanart #llsmp fanart #floweroflaurelin art #mcyt #mcyt fanart #mcytblr #I like this painting because it could literally be of anything but I am Declaring that it’s GTWS

[rickybaby]

Daniel on what his 3 ins currently are, the sexiest coolest driver in F1 and his favourite Mario Kart character

#why is the guy who usually do Indian aunties skit interviewing Daniel???? #I don’t know how anything about PR or communications or influencer culture actually work #but why choose a content creator that obviously know nothing about f1 or whose usual audience also doesn’t really care about f1???? #anyway WHAT IS HE COLLECTING?????? I NEED TO WHAT HE IS COLLECTING #AND WHY HE WOULD EVEN MENTION THAT IF HE DIDNT WANT TO SAY WHAT!!!! #also good to know Daniel’s no homo extends beyond Max when he has previously declared josh Allen ‘beautiful’ #daniel ricciardo #aus gp 2024

[nolongerapileofashprobably]

While I am definitely a supporter of “they shared the bed” in the Hateno house

I just know for a fact it didn’t happen instantly… instead Link would take power naps whenever Zelda worked with the kids or in her study. He can go a long time without sleeping and is more than willing to sacrifice the bed so Zelda can actually get rest. She protests at first but admittedly does understand she just fought Ganon back for a century. She needs actual sleep.

Instead, it gradually became evident that the longer Zelda was back, the more and more the trauma from the Great Calamity and the fight with Ganon presented itself. It was a slow overtake of her mind, the exhaustion and shock from it all numbing her until she began to accept the reality that she was safe. Link was safe. Hyrule was saved.

And with her guard lowered, the fear, sadness, and anger came back in the forms of internal warfare. Her rest was disturbed by nightmares, her magic completely sapped from her being. She had nothing to defend herself from it.

Well… not nothing. She had Link.

And in these weeks of getting to know each other again, of finding the Link post-Shrine of Resurrection much more open with his emotions, she knows her faith in him has never faltered. And that is how she knows she is still safe.

And it takes time to come to that level of comfort and genuine vulnerability, more because of their own individual traumas than their relationship. And that’s when they realize everything is a little bit easier when they’re in each other’s arms. The nightmares become blissful sleep, fragments of dreams comforting them, but not as much as the serenity being so close with the other brings.

It was a tentative, shy question at first. “Will you come to bed with me?” “I just can’t seem to sleep very well and I know if I’m with you, I’m safe.”

And the answer was always going to be yes. It didn’t make sense not to. Link would do anything and everything to keep Zelda safe and happy, so peaceful sleep was definitely included.

And that’s how they found themselves healing together. And it was ridiculously easy to share a bed and just sleep. To rest. To know they were doing good work all over Hyrule and still finding the time to make a home for themselves. To be that home for each other. That peace.

#and that my friends is how zelink ultimately fell in love again with each other again #and how they fell into a domestic relationship without specifically establishing it #instead it just kinda happened one day without any dramatic declaration #just a casual acceptance that they are each other’s home #and that they don’t need to announce anything bc it is theirs and theirs alone #everyone understands it to be true without having to be told #annnnnd then they’re separated all over again 🙃 #zelink #botw zelink #loz botw #botw #link botw #the legend of zelda #botw link #zelda botw #zelink botw #the legend of zelda breath of the wild #totk zelink

[lineffability]

whatever you do don't think of Crowley in the bookshop -- which he just painstakingly tidied up for his angel -- waiting there for aziraphale to return, thinking planning rehearsing what he is about to say, like good fucking god he had absolutely 100% thought about the sentence "and I would like to spend---" before he said it and he had the WHOLE sentence planned out (and I would like to spend the rest of my existence with you) and then he could not even bring himself to say the words in vain, but it broke him; DON'T picture him sitting there thinking that they can finally get it right, admit what they've tried not to feel all those millennia, truly believing they are free to feel it now, and utterly believing in his angel returning to him, of course, breakfast at the ritz, us time we can have it all, at last

#good omens #ineffable partners #ineffable husbands #ineffable spouses #crowley x aziraphale #fuck he IS a romantic at heart you cant convince me of anything else i mean #that would've been a declaration more intense than i love you #it would mean (truky truly) forever #shit fuck ughhhhh

[nintendoni-art]

"Hold on, this is Asbestos."

Bumblekast Thumbnail for January 8th. Didja know that in the book the poppy field issue wasn't resolved by snow? It was like a bajillion mice tied to a cart cause the Tin Man straight up killed a wildcat that was chasing the Queen of the Field Mice which earned them a favor.

#bumblekast #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #Starline #Dr. Starline #Wizard of Oz #On a side note if Starline fell into the original Wizard of Oz universe everyone would be SCREWED. #Anything White/Silver/Cream colored is basically declared either a sorcerer or witch. And Reds/Magenta are the favored colors of Glinda. #The SAME Glinda that ALSO HELPS TO MAKE EVERONE IMMORTAL. PERMANENTLY. #This would be like if you met a Sobek worshiping village and a farm girl got hit by a crocodile at terminal velocity. #I mean it's not like even the Nome King could help with this #Starman looks like a bird and the dude's afraid of eggs!

[cosmicgesture]

DP x DC Idea

ok hear me out- Ghost King Jason Todd. Bear with me a tick.

At the end of the first millennium of his rule, Pariah Dark was required and compelled by Zone Law to name an heir should he retire or shatter. (Not that anyone expected him to do either.) Still, it was a law of the zone itself, and it needled at his core worse than the Observants and their constant prattling.\

So, eventually, he grew annoyed enough by it that he declared his heir to be a liminal being. If that wasn’t controversial enough, he picked a random name that had yet to popularize in the mortal world, specified that the death was a violent one, and the death date? The death date was just numbers he happened to glance at in the moment, with the year set thousands of years away from the time the heir was named.

Pariah Dark figured, what are the chances someone with this name, of liminal nature, will die on this random date? Well, he knew of Clockwork (maybe knew him well, even), and knew there was always some slim chance. Still, he figured he could simply find his presumed heir and destroy him before he could try to claim the throne.

He didn’t expect to be locked up in the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep.

When he’s freed during Reign Storm and notices the date, it’s one of his priorities to send a lookout for the random kid who would happen to be his heir. Danny and co. lock him up before he receives any information, and that ends up being kind of that.

There’s discussion in the Zone after that, about a potential ruler. Some think right-by-conquest applies, but others argue the technicalities of the matter - Danny did not act alone, did not beat Pariah Dark without help. Thus, it doesn’t count as Conquest (though it does put him in the high recommendations for the next king’s knight). There begins the questioning then: did Pariah Dark ever declare an heir? Few were left who remembered such a thing, but it was confirmed that he had indeed, though the information about said heir was scant and somewhat inconsistent. One story said the heir’s name was Jackson, and that he died tragically; another called him Jensen and claimed he still lived. So the search began, with inconsistent clues. Any place in the mortal realm with enough ectoplasm to sustain a ghost was a potential hiding place for the heir. They started in Amity Park and spread to other towns and cities. Some ghosts sought out newly dead that had died the day Pariah was locked back up again.

But who’d’ve thought to connect that the same day the sarcophagus locked again, a boy named Jason Todd rose from his grave?

#dp x dc #danny phantom #jason todd #pariah dark #ghost king jason todd #i really want to make this dead on main but this is all i've got #listen a throwaway line from danny fenton dead and loving it gave me a small brain worm #and it finally squirmed its way back with Content #HI LET ME CONTRIBUTE TO THE GIANT MASS OF AUS #my condolences to those who are sick of dc crossovers #hi i don't know shit about how jason rose from the grave but i don't care #his death date was the one pariah declared #he never expected the name jason to actually get popularized enough for there to be a greater chance #Clockwork didn't have to do anything #it just Happened on its own #anyway jason ended up the heir to the throne by pure chance and that declaration Guaranteed his ressurection #idk thats all i got im going to bed enjoy #oh actually no- danny does end up jason's knight #that's an important Thing #now i'm done

[petewentzisblack1312]

you talk shit about dear future self and youll answer to god and to me. remember that.

#dils declares #nobody said anything i just remembered a guy that exists and got mad

[dilsdoes]

call my pussy labrynthine the way the minotaurs in it

#dils declares #is this anything. one of these has to hit

[tswwwit]

I know Dipper got the thing on his hand(I think?) to show their relationship but how does Bill feel about wearing a ring?

Yep, Dipper's got Bill's mark on his left palm, but currently Bill doesn't have anything. Not for any particular reason! Just because he hasn't thought to - he's not used to relationships with so many reciprocal aspects.

At some point either Bill's going to have a lightbulb go off and congratulate himself on a brilliant idea, or Dipper's going to bring it up to him. And if it's the latter, and Bill's lucky, it'll be for a romantic reason, and not a 'putting his foot down' one.

#answers #So yeah currently Bill doesn't have anything showing he's 'off the market' so to speak #No malice or manipulation reasons he just never considered it #Bill's mostly used to being the one who Has Stuff and while he knows he's technically Also Dipper's #The idea of having a token displaying it was a non-idea. HE'S the guy who does the owning! And Dipper's got his thing! It's all settled! #Unfortunately just making one big public declaration then mentioning it on occassion doesn't exactly scream 'taken' to some beings #Dipper doesn't get jealous as easily as Bill does but he DOES get jealous #Most attempts people make on Bill he sort of shrugs off because Bill's made it Pretty Clear he's obsessed with Dipper #He processes that emotion differently too - more likely to be Anxious than Angry #But there are the occasions when it DOES bug him. A Lot. #Should someone make a pass at Bill that hits the right buttons? And have it somehow be related to Bill not Clearly Indicating he IS taken? #Dipper's going to be able to summon up QUITE the stern talking to #Perhaps with a side of dragging Bill bodily off to put a metaphorical or literal stamp on the bastard #Serves Him Right Dipper Says

[everyitachi]

#naruto #uchiha itachi #chapter 385 #+sasuke #+zetsu #him spectating their fight was honestly so funny #also this is yet another proof of my dedication #if i'd been lazy i could have declared that anything inside the genjutsu was not truly itachi and therefore unworthy of being screencapped #but fortunately for you and me i'm the most hardworking little angel