soon it'll be dawn again
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Fig: no way? - you're still up?
Riz: Wh– yes?
Riz: Why'd I not be.
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Fig: I me~~ean - that took.
Fig: whole day.
Riz: Yeah?
Fig: 'm beat.
Riz: you should sleep.
page 03
Fig: nah. my guy's still up
Fig: I wanna hang out.
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Riz: That's really nice.
Fig: Hah! - Nobody ever expects an Archdevil rockstar to be nice.
Riz: … yeah. - 's just budget work tho. (the stuff I'm working on) - I've heard it's boring.
page 05
Fig: yeah, but you do it…
Riz: It keeps things going, right? - Nothing happens if nobody sits down and - does the thing.
Fig: That's right… - though. Yeah.
page 06
Fig: sometimes it's someone else who - doesn't want the same thing to happen.
Riz: … - mm.
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Riz (off screen): …It took me a long time to get that not everyone likes doing what I do. - 's probably because you guys are so nice– - or. - kind.
Riz (off screen): to anyone too, not just. - the people you /love/.
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Riz: that's not how it is elsewhere. - The world's– not. hostile. - but 's not like it's kind.
Riz: So I'm doing as much as I can now…
page 09
Fig: Hey.
Riz: ?
Fig: Go dig some dirt with me.
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Riz: [blank speech bubble] - oh you meant like - actual dirt. (not incriminating information)
Fig: o yea.
Fig: there's clay in the backyard soil. - sometimes when I'm sun deficient or something I go touch dirt for a bit.
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Fig: here u go
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Riz: uh
Fig: now we make a thing! - 'm pretty good at freehanding a bowl.
Fig: I'll show u
page 13
Fig: just– yep, flatten that out as evenly as u can, then–! - actually ur nails'd be so good at cutting out the strip. [larger than usual space] wait. - wait. wait u can carve patterns with them! we HAVE to try
Riz: uh - What. do I carve?
Fig: anything!!!
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Fig: and– yep just seal the inside uh. seam?
Fig: yep that works - okay time's up! all contestant hands up
Riz: [blank speech bubble] - okay - wh. what's next?
Fig: haha - watch this.
(sound effect text): FWOO—MP
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Riz: WH– DON'T JUST DO THAT???
Fig: Now it's fired!
Riz: THAT WAS NOT SAFE
Fig: (actually it's just dry. if u add water rn it'll dissolve)
Fig: ok catch!
Riz: [blank speech bubble] - careful!!
Fig: dw no need haha
page 16
Riz (thought bubble): oh - it's warm…
Fig: now I want you to throw this.
page 17
Fig: u gotta do it - c'mon
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Riz: wh– - It's like 3AM right now
Fig: oh it's not /fired/ fired it's not gonna make a loud noise
Riz: And then just? leave a pile out here?
Fig: pour water over it & it'll be gone I told u
Riz: but
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Fig (off screen): RIz.
page 20
Fig: I've done all this before.
Fig: Can you trust that at least?
page 21
Riz: no, I– - I do. - I trust you.
page 23
Riz: okay what happens now
(sound effect text): glob
page 24
Fig: we do it again!
page 25
Riz: wh. [larger than usual space] What do you mean. (this clay's too wet also)
Fig: see! you're already learning
Fig: [blank speech bubble] - there are flows that are futile to fight. - The world changes.
Fig: Things change.
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Fig: I've learned my lessons with "forevers". - But - as an artist
Fig: I can give you one thing: - You can always do it again.
page 27
Fig: most of everything depends on the rest of the world, - but this. - making new. - that's yours as long as you want it.
page 28
Fig: So?
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Riz: Yeah. - Yeah! - let's make another one.
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dick grayson in fanon: sweet silly older brother, pretty but stupid, favourite child, happy robin, basically batman 2.0 but a nice person, his brothers are more skilled and could outpace him but they love him anyways, goody-two-shoes, good relationship with batman, responsible eldest child, mentally stable and supportive
dick grayson in canon:
became robin so he wouldnt commit first degree murder
like all of his appearances young justice season 1 are about how hes a maniac and a genius
leader and strategist of the teen titans
actually Murdered the joker
considered an equal by the worlds most dangerous and deadly mercenary
was literally fired by batman and only really continued working w him because of jason and babs
managed to keep up with angsty new-to-the-job batman
has had so many arguments with bruce its a miracle he hasnt cut him off forever (hes tried though)
can take down the entire teen titans if he wanted despite being the only one of them with no superpowers/abilities
was the definition of angsty teenager
inherits his insane paranoia from bruce
a thread away from breaking the no-kill rule, give him a rest
hes literally feral guys i mean cmon
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Releasing Nimona on the last day of pride month 2023 was such a great move because it’s a really needed piece of media right now. Lots of countries that legalised gay marriage years ago have been grappling with this rising TERF narrative of “if you’re gay it’s whatever but if you’re trans, non-binary or gender non-conforming in some way you’re a PERVERT! A MONSTER trying to GROOM CHILDREN!” The outrage against simple things like pronouns and drag events, and the movement against gender affirming healthcare have reached a terrifying peaks for contemporary times.
So a kid’s movie set in a fictional country with controlling government officials with personal agendas, with an openly gay couple but also a shape-shifting kid who cannot even be afford to be out is our reality in the US today. Nimona’s feelings about her vibe, body and form, her insistence that she is only “Nimona” no matter what she looks like and her aversion to “small-minded questions” together forms such a beautiful allegory about trans, genderfluid individuals.
Ballister asks her to be a girl, but for whose sake? It’s only for the comfort of people who refuse to understand her, and would rather see her die than let her be herself. And it’s this widespread rejection and loneliness that has eventually made Nimona indifferent to pain, that makes her feel suicidal.
In the end, it is another member of the LGBTQ+ community that truly sees and accepts Nimona for who she is. And that should be a reminder that we cannot let them divide us. Trans people stood up for the rest of us and made historical change happen, and we need to do the same for them. Besides, cis queer people are only the “good ones” until they’re done with trans people and then will turn on us.
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Sometimes Sweetheart “sleep walks.”
Though, that was a stretch. They were conscious, just very disoriented. Normally, they say some nonsense and then go back to sleep. Other times, well…
Milo woke up to shuffling sounds, followed by a thud and a muffled curse. He could only guess what had caused it by the lack of warmth at his side. When he finally sat up, his Sweetheart was just getting to the door, the light from the hall being flicked on.
Milo shielded his eyes while they adjusted. "You okay Sweetheart?"
"Grilled cheese."
Milo wasn't sure if it was because his mind was still laggy from sleep, or just the fact that they answered with 'grilled cheese', but he immediately broke into giggles at the absurdity of it all. "What?"
"Grill me a cheese."
"I'm not grilling you a cheese," Milo said, it being muffled by his chuckles.
Sweetheart sniffed, as if they were tearing up. “Hungry.”
Milo tried to stifle the laughs, climbing out of bed to get to them. “Sweetheart, it’s the middle of the night.”
“I’m hungry,” they said again, their voice nearly a whine.
Now closer to them, Milo could see that his Sweetheart was still mostly asleep. They’ve had a tough week, and when this happens the unconsciously seek out comfort. Usually, this was an increase in physical contact with him, or taking an evening to curl up with their favourite blanket and book, or even ordering from their favourite restaurant. Apparently, tonight, at nearly three in the morning, they were looking for their comfort food: Grilled Cheese. Even if they were barely awake.
“You,” Milo said, gently grabbing their arms once they were close enough, “are going to come back to bed.”
“But grilled cheese,” Sweetheart said, and this time they were full on pouting. In the light from the hallway coming through the door, Milo could see that his Sweethearts eyes were shinning slightly.
“Are you about to cry?!” Milo asked, another chuckle bubbling up.
“I want grilled cheese,” Sweetheart repeated.
“You need sleep,” Milo countered, “you’re so tired.”
“No, I’m not-“ The sentence was interrupted by a huge yawn.
Milo chuckled, leaning in to kiss their forehead. “Tell you what,” He said when he leaned back. “Why don’t you try going back to sleep, and if you’re still hungry in an hour I’ll make you grilled cheese.”
Sweetheart physically perked up after that. “Promise?”
“Yes, I promise,” Milo said, knowing they won’t last half an hour in this state.
Sweetheart grabbed his hand, tugging him back toward the bed. He had just enough time to reach around the door frame and flip off the hall light and close the door again before he was dragged back to bed.
It didn’t take long for them to get settled cuddled into his side again, eyes fighting to stay open. Milo had been drawing random shapes on their arm, humming gently. It’s hadn’t been more than ten minutes, and he was sure if he kept this up they’d be back asleep in no time.
“I know what you’re doing,” they slurred after a bit.
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about,” Milo lied.
“You’re trying to put me to sleep.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Milo lied again. “I would never.”
“I’m getting that grilled cheese,” Sweetheart threatened, but it being lost in the way they could barley open their eyes.
“Oh, I’m sure you will,” Milo said, a quiet chuckle following it. He leaned toward them to kiss their forehead again, Sweetheart sighing at the action. “Do you want to hear about my day?”
Sweetheart hummed in response, already forgoing words. They loved it when he talked about his day in a hushed tone. They were interested to hear about it, but listening was one of the things that could easily put them to sleep. Sometimes they’d get him to ramble to them when they were having trouble falling asleep.
So, that’s what he did now. It didn’t take long before their breathing evened out next to him. It was adorable how his Sweetheart slept. They looked so at peace, something he couldn’t say he saw often.
He leaned in again, pressing a kiss to their nose, then their forehead once more, before finally settling down and closing his eyes himself.
He’d do anything to protect their peace.
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