#late night rambles

[thoughtsthatstayedwithme]

#spilled ink #thoughts #inner thoughts #life quotes #mental health #pillow thoughts #poetry #quotes #quoteoftheday #spilled thoughts #late night thoughts #thought #late night rambles

[grayraccoon]

I'm kinda fed up with people saying that adhd and autism are "superpowers".

I can't do my homework because of executive disfunction and you tell me to be glad because I'm "special"? fuck you.

Both disorders can have their upsides. But as a person who can barely manage to get up and go to school every day it hurts to see people spread shit like that.

I'm sure that they don't mean harm but still.

#adhd #actually autistic #autism #neurodivergent #late night rambles #actually adhd

[skrmbrks]

i wish for peace in our lifetime, i wish for love to seep into every crack of this planet, i wish for it to penetrate every heart and soul. i wish for brutality to face its end, i wish for evil to turn to light. i wish for us to create such a place where cruelty cannot resurface. i wish for communities without borders, i wish for human and nature to be reunited by love and protect each other.

#kayramblies #hopeposting #hopepunk #ive been feeling very overwhelmed as of late #the state of the world will only get worse before jt gets better #despite knowing that we must stay hopeful #because only that will be the solution #its so... hard watching all the hate thrive #all the suffering increase #its so fucking overwhelming : ( #i really hope we can live in a world where evil cannot reign #late night rambles #i guess

[frownyalfred]

fic where someone (Tim?) is convinced Bruce is Batman but can’t prove it so he keeps cornering him in bizarre scenarios to try and like, get him to do a triple backflip or save a car full of kids or something equally amazing and competent. all the while Tim grows even more convinced that Bruce is Batman, because the man finds a way to solve the problem every time without hesitation or even the faintest hint that he’s going to give away his identity 

#late night rambles #fic idea #adopt my fic ideas #bruce wayne #batman #dc #batfamily #batfam #tim drake

[citrenecult]

making some late night rambles about the bishops and their animal species.

Leshy is an adult bagworm but not a moth, so that does mean that I am headcanoning him transmasc in the process, it is only natural. My only understand of bagworms is wormadam from Pokemon tho so I dunno if I'll incorporate bagworm habits into Leshy.

Heket is a bull frog, because I'd think she'd be loud like one. I once saw a picture labeled bullfrog so loud it causes vibration in the water, and that's Heket to me. Also did you about the time ravens were surgically removing the liver from frogs, causing them to explode? It's not related to the subject to hand but I thought us was intresting.

Kallamar is an humbolt squid. I've watched 50 most deadly animals in Latin america, these fucking things terrify me. Holy shit. Horrific little creatures. Humbolt's turn a bright red color when aggrivated and agressive, so in theory, when I get around to drawing comics or something, that should be fun to okay around with. Hopefully.

Shamura I'm not sure what exactly to base them on but Goliath Birdeaters and Wolf spiders are very tempting. Like, holy shit a spider bug enough to catch birds on the regular that it becomes part of their name?? Wild. Maybe I'll mix the two together to make an abomination of a spider. AA really fucked up thing.

Narinder is a black house cat because I think it's funny if the Bishops were all distinctly wild animals and Narinder was something domestic. Also because he is an asshole.

#cult of the lamb #cotl #my rambles #cotl leshy #cotl heket #cotl kallamar #cotl shamura #cotl narinder #cotl headcanons #headcanon #species headcanon #kinda tired #kinda dont want to sleep #plan on redesigning my hishoos designs #also im changing my artsyle again #late night rambles

[elshells]

If you're not falling in love with every single one of your characters, then what's the point?

#like you put your whole heart into this fictional person! #and now they live in your brain!! #what are you doing?? Own it!!! #ella thinks #creative writing #late night rambles

[monsternightmaress]

Late night snack 🫦

#me #makeup #mypost #mine #monsternightmaress #makeup post #late night rambles #late night post

[wlntrsldler]

thinking non-canon luke thoughts because i just remembered the story of orpheus and eurydice and i had to take a breather

im thinking about how when luke was starting to have doubts about kronos’ plan; when he was slowly realizing that what the titan was planning was not going to fix everything the way he thought it would, kronos could feel luke slipping away.

im thinking about how it probably wouldn’t have been too late for luke to turn back and return to his friends, his family, and beg for their forgiveness, had he just not shown kronos his weakness, his achilles heel; but he did.

it was in a dream, it started out comforting, like it always did. luke was cleaning up after some of the younger campers in the hermes cabin. no matter how many times he told them to not leave their things on the floor and to throw away their snack wrappers, they wouldn’t listen. luke didn’t know why he wasted his breath reminding his siblings.

you were leaning against the door frame, a mischievous smile on your lips. “what’s up, cinderella?”

luke, startled, dropped the pile of dirty laundry he was holding. when he realized it was you, he rolled his eyes playfully, shaking his head, “i told you to stop calling me that.”

when you first called him cinderella, he was a little confused. the disney princesses all blurred into one entity in his mind. was she the one who ate the poisoned apple? the one who pricked her finger on the needle? there’s no way she was the mermaid, right?

when you returned the following summer, you managed to smuggle in a dvd of cinderella and one of those portable dvd players. the two of you watched it in secret while the rest of the campers were away at the bonfire.

at first, luke scoffed at the comparison, “how am i cinderella?”

“you always clean up after your siblings, silly,” you laughed.

he was still a little hurt by it, especially since he harbored a massive crush on you. why couldn’t you see him as a rugged prince or something? he thought maybe wishing that you saw him as a knight would be too cliche; but he accepted the kind-hearted pet name because it made you laugh. it was luke’s favorite sound.

the scene in his dream changed quickly after that. your mischievous smile turned into something more sinister as the darkness from outside trickled into the cabin. the pile of clothes he dropped on the floor disappeared and the floor began to crack, as if trying to swallow him whole. then the voice came.

luke knew that kronos knew about you then; how luke felt about you, how if there was anything that could stop him from joining, it would be you.

as the days went on, the pull to return back to camp was getting stronger. luke wanted to see you. he needed to see you. so he did.

behind the trees of your cabin, he stood there, watching you talk to your siblings. if he concentrated hard enough, his mind could replay the sound of your laughter. he was too far to actually hear it then, but he thought of it. he imagined it.

he even let out a silent chuckle when he thought about how badly you would tease him for spying on you like this; in another life, you’d catch him and joke about how he couldn’t get enough of you. in another life, maybe, he’d hear your laugh again. maybe he’d be the reason for it.

when kronos learned of luke’s escapade, the titan grew angry. the nightmares felt more personal after that. kronos seemed to know all of luke’s weak spots and threatened to act on them if luke disobeyed again.

there was one night that was particularly difficult. the titan was growing stronger and it was the first time luke couldn’t fight him off, the first time he felt himself losing control over his own body, his own mind. luke tried to wake up from his slumber, but it was no use.

kronos dangled a promise in front of him; a promise that if luke continued with the plan, a promise that if luke didn’t look back, kronos would leave you alone, that you’d survive. luke agreed to it. luke would do anything to save you.

but the pull was still there. kronos was right. luke wanted to leave, this he was sure of now, and the night he saw you just made it more difficult to follow through with the plan. he missed you.

in the final battle, luke was too weak to continue fighting. there was so much blood on his hands that he lost track of who he had hurt. he was tired. as he was about to succumb to his fate, he heard it.

“cinderella,” you called out. “hermes cabin is a mess. they need you back.”

luke was distracted by you. only you would be making jokes at a time like this. luke sent you a crooked smile and he received that mischievous smile of yours right back. he thought that it might morph into something evil, like it was one of his dreams, but it didn’t; it turned into something worse.

there was blood spilling out of your mouth. you froze in your spot before falling to your death.

“you looked back.” that voice.

he found enough strength then to do one last thing; with a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins, luke stabbed himself in his mortal spot.

#luke castellan #luke castellan x yn #luke castellan x y/n #luke castellan x you #percy jackson fanfic #luke castellan fanfic #pjo fanfic #pjo tv show #pjo series #pjo #not canon #not cannon compliant #frances writes #late night rambles

[tildexart]

As someone with OCD, the use of the disorder in TMA is fascinating. At the top of my head, theres two instances where OCD is mentioned- the statements about the retirement/care home and the father and law/fungus, both Corruption statements.

What is important to me is that Jonny Sims shows how OCD can develop after traumatic events and get worse when stressed or grieving (two things I have experienced). What helps is that these characters are very different from each other, and that OCD isn’t a side effect of EVERY Corruption case. So far, good representation in my opinion.

However, part of me worries that TMA perpetuates the stereotype that OCD is only about cleaning and sickness, hence the ties to the Corruption. In reality OCD has many subtypes, most aren’t even related to (physical) health. Theres Religious/Moral, Harm, Relationship, Existential, Hoarding, etc. Technically these are covered (Religious being the priest from S1, Melanie with Harm, Hoarding in episode 84), however, I’m hesitant because its never explicitly stated that those are cases of OCD.

I don’t want to criticize the writing, I just want to point out how 1) there is potential for OCD in Magnus outside of the Corruption and 2) if/when OCD is mentioned in TMAGP, it could show a worrying pattern with how its represented. I’m not saying horror writers shouldn’t use OCD (just the opposite!), I’m saying to please research this, there is so much potential!

I’d love to hear from other TMA/TMAGP fans about their thoughts on OCD representation! Horror and OCD is an interesting topic to me (wrote about it for a few college essays) and I have a lot to say on it.

Note: I vaguely remember OCD being mentioned in Thirteen Storeys, I believe in another contamination/physical rot/cleaning way, if anyone wants to discuss that as well.

#tilda rambles #ocd tedtalk #ocd #tma #the magnus archives #the magnus protocol #late night rambles

[ironstrange1991]

Is it just me or Stephen's fandom is getting smaller and smaller? The What if... episode achieved the unimaginable: to push even the most die-hard fans of our Doctor Strange away and I'm very sad about that, but at the same time I totally understand, I also wouldn't want to stay in a dead fandom, but unfortunately it's not a choice I can make. I love this man and I will sink into the mud of oblivion with him.

#late night rambles #doctor strange

[thoughtsthatstayedwithme]

#spilled ink #thoughts #inner thoughts #life quotes #mental health #pillow thoughts #poetry #quotes #quoteoftheday #love quotes #beautiful quote #beautiful #late night thoughts #spilled poetry #spilled thoughts #writing #early morning #late night rambles #dark academia

[artbyblastweave]

I was thinking the other day that Red Hood is a compelling character but inherently an extremely high context one. It's really obvious that he's a character who required the two-decades and change of publication history, editorial evolution and fandom debate that it took for him to bake. Red hood presupposes, bare minimum:

that there's an established Batman/Joker rivalry that's been going for a while

That Batman has gotten past the year-one section of his career and brought at least one Robin into the fold

That after the crowbar incident Batman has continued to operate as Batman for a significant amount of time

That the version of the DCU you're looking at includes some method of resurrection, be that the Lazarus Pit or the retcon punch

Ideally, you'd have Dick Grayson as Robin first, because you obviously lose a lot of the crunch if Jason doesn't exist uncomfortably in Dick's shadow prior to his death, but if you had an executive breathing down your neck about how the narrative has too many moving parts you could maybe drop this

On top of all this the story arc also presupposes audience familiarity with the out-of-universe debate about the no-kill rule, and moreover it presupposes that the version of Joker you're looking is specifically awful enough that there's an actual utilitarian argument in favor of breaking the no-kill rule- Can't do Under the Red Hood with Ceaser Romero's take on the character. You may or may not have had time to establish his track record.

Oh, yeah, and it's gotta be a version of the continuity where the censors let you kill people on screen! Nearly forgot that. I recall thinking that despite the obvious scramble to introduce all the priors, Under The Red Hood was remarkably effective for being able to import everything it needed to create the sense of time, place and progression of Batman's character, the very specific point in his development where you need to catch him for Red Hood to make any sense. By contrast I remember thinking that the half-hearted attempt to backport Red Hood into the DCAU in the comics-IIRC he actually post-dates that continuity- was just very obviously doomed, like come on, you're trying to cram a third robin into an established timeline? You already made a decision to hopscotch him when you went right from Dick to Tim, no backsies! There are other characters I bucket like this, characters who I think have some there-there, but are immensely high-context in a way that seems tough to negotiate in an adaptation. Miles Morales is one, and I was amazed at how gracefully the Spider-verse films navigated that, how gracefully something with a four-or-five hour runtime integrated the broader concept of continuity lockout/creep/what-have you into the story. Power Girl is another, and they've never really figured out how to integrate her as far as I'm aware- Galatea in JLU being the closest I know of. I have no doubt that if I were more familiar with the Teen Titans side of things I could start rattling off ancillary characters from that space. I don't have anywhere in particular I was going with this, I just think about this category of character a lot.

#thoughts #meta #late night rambles #dc #dc comics #red hood #under the red hood #batman

[helsteeth]

I know there are so many reasons to love this scene (jealous Simon!) but for me

It’s again the fact that Simon doesn’t care he is the Crown Prince. The whole of season two everyone obeyed Wilhelm as he threw his crown Prince title around - used the third year showers, replaced august as prefect, stopped the system for lunches… no one dared stand up to the Prince. Except - season one parallel - Mr Eriksson…

#late night rambles #but it’s true Simon doesn’t care about the monarchy #it’s fuck the monarchy #young royals #young royals season 2 #wilmon

[frownyalfred]

borderline

A mysterious force connects the Batfamily's minds together.

—

Bruce’s knees hit the ground before his coffee.

The mug shatters just after his mind does, fracturing into a hundred different pieces. Thoughts, emotions, memories -- they all blur, split into fragments he cannot hope to process. He needs to --

-- Dick is upstairs on the parlor settee, writhing in pain. He was thinking about Barbara. There's a half-eaten sandwich on the table, one he hadn’t planned on finishing. Tuna salad, something he’s always eaten to appease Alfred. Alfred still makes it, and Dick still eats it, because he has to. 

Please, he thinks, loud enough for it to rise above the storm surge in Bruce’s mind, Why is this --

-- Jason is in the garage, down on one knee like Bruce. He’s biting his lip to keep himself from crying out. It’s beginning to bleed, and the salty blood flooding his mouth reminds him of when the Pit water flooded into his lungs -- 

-- Cass was meditating. Now, she’s frozen with her legs folded under her, bile rising in her throat as she grips the edges of her yoga mat. Bruce feels her nausea it like it’s his own, feels the sickly panic in her stomach that sharpens with every second their minds keep -- 

Tim is bent over his laptop in the second floor den. His nose is gushing blood into the keyboard, destroying the custom key caps. His thoughts cling to Bruce like he's a life raft, begging him for some kind of answer. It's impossible, what's happening. It literally isn't possible, not unless they've been cursed or infected by alien tech. He doesn't think they picked anything new up today, and if Bruce doesn't know, then he -- 

-- Steph wasn’t awake, but she is now, fighting off a headache worse than any migraine she’s ever had. Her patrol shift is in forty minutes. She was nursing a slight cold in bed, praying it would resolve by patrol. If Bruce finds out she's sick, he'll-- 

-- Damian is shivering on the floor of his bathroom, arms wrapped around his legs. His fingers dig into the backs of his eyes, trying to press out the voices and thoughts. If he just concentrates, he can do it. He can. Father would -- 

ENOUGH.

Bruce slams a wall down, hard enough that every person in the Manor winces. He is left with the near-silence of his own thoughts, and even though it is quiet, it is no longer soothing. The bond itches at the back of his mind, dragging his thoughts back to the bond like a sunflower following the sun. 

He can feel each of his children slowly putting down their own walls, dividing their thoughts like he had. It takes Tim less than three seconds to perfect Bruce’s method, and he shares the instructions with the others instantly. 

Dick retches into a trash can. Jason spits the blood in his mouth on the garage floor, scowling. Steph pulls herself out of bed, heading for Cass’ room next door. Damian’s hands slip from his face, and slowly -- slowly -- the thoughts begin to quiet. They are their own people again -- or as much as they can be. 

Bruce’s knees are soaked in coffee. He opens his eyes, wincing at the light from the Cave computer screens. How long was he…?

Seven minutes, Tim says, swiping a hand across his laptop screen and clearing his blood splatter away, Seven minutes and twenty eight seconds. 

Get out of my fucking head!

Bruce winces at Jason’s volume, pinching the bridge of his nose. Dick sends him a burst of sympathy, brushing up against the walls around his mind. 

Trying, Tim replies, TRYING, OKAY?

Shut UP! Steph thinks, her thoughts sharp as daggers, You’re making it worse!

Cass is crying, and Bruce can feel it. Steph’s hand is on her arm, trying to comfort her. It is odd to feel both the hand giving comfort, and the arm receiving it. Neither of them know what to make of the sensation. 

There is no comfort, he realizes. Not when they’re overlapping like this. Not when he know that Dick is about to tell him to -- 

Lighten up, he says, an aside to Bruce. Mostly. We can’t be doom and gloom about this. You’ll make it -- 

-- worse, Jason says, finishing his sentence, Lock it down, B. You’re making the birds nervous. 

Bruce inhales, centering himself. He visualizes the walls around his mind thickening, rough and unyielding. Thinks of Gotham alleys and the smell of rainwater collecting between bricks. 

Dick’s approval entwines with Jason’s reluctant awe. The latter emulates Bruce a moment later, chains and spikes spreading across his mental walls. 

Better, Dick thinks, testing them with a mental push, But I can still feel -- 

-- your thoughts, Bruce finishes, sensing Jason's irritation, Try again. 

This time, Jason succeeds in his attempt, his thoughts fading into an indistinct hum. Bruce tests the walls, feeling Tim and Steph do the same to him. A moment later, they brush against each other, recoiling in unison as they realize who the other is. 

Damian is still lying on the floor in his bathroom. He doesn’t separate his thoughts like the others. He avoids conscious thought as much as possible, but what does filter through is bitter with fear. 

Damian? Dick asks. At the same time, Steph rubs an arm up Cass’ side, trying so very, very hard not to freak out. 

One by one, they pick themselves up. Slightly calmer, with their thoughts pulled back in their respective corners, the bond is -- well, it's not painless, but it's better. Better than whatever the initial, panicked flurry of thoughts had been. 

Dick heads for Damian’s suite without a word, grim. Jason eyes the stairs down to the Cave. Tim is already typing on his laptop, growing irritated as the keys begin to lag from the water damage. Cass leans into Steph's shoulder, exhaling. 

Bruce pushes off the floor, ignoring the sodden knees of his pants. He directs his thoughts to the group at large, softening his walls enough for it to get through. 

Cave, he thinks as clearly as he can, Five minutes. We need to talk.

#myfic #late night fic ideas #it's on ao3 too #late night rambles #theresurrectionist #batfamily #bruce wayne #dc #dc comics #batfam #this is a dark visions rip off yes

[elrielffs]

Why is Gwyn supposedly able to handle all of Azriel's darkness and violence when Elain isn't?

"Elain cannot accept Azriel's darkness! Or handle violence!"

Oh yeah? Cassian offered Elain a dagger. She refused.

Azriel offered Elain Truth Teller and she accepted.

Elain is not dumb. She knows what a dagger is for.

Azriel said it had never failed him, meaning he's killed people with it.

Elain still accepted the dagger, from Azriel specifically.

And then used it to stab the King of Hybern.

Elain accepted Truth Teller which is arguably an extension of Azriel himself and used it for violence and didn't even flinch or have a break down.

I think she can handle his darkness and violence just fine.

"Elain needs sunshine!"

She stepped from the shadows after all.

#elriel #late night rambles #anti elucien #anti gwynriel #sjm #acotar

[zyrlovesmizu]

y’know I respect a fan’s choice about how they want to view mizu but tiny ramble about it here. this isn’t any sort of discussion or ‘matter of fact’ essay, just a simple rant about headcannons about her being TRANS and her SEXUALITY.

Warning: extremely long.

Given the numerous limitations that would arise from traveling as a woman, I find it very difficult to understand why some people believe Mizu is transgender when it's obvious that she is hiding this information in order to survive. This was particularly true during the Edo period, when women were dehumanized and treated like objects because we only ever see them as a slave or working in a brothel (majority of the show at least). They were also seen having to depend on men for nearly everything, as demonstrated in the episode where the mother and daughter were left outside to freeze to death since her husband was not present to accompany them. Along with that subtle hints were presented to us that show how comfortable she is when in touch with her femininity like a few moments in the episode where she came back to Swords-father Eiji’s hut. Though, I can definitely see why people would label her as transmasc with the theory that she must’ve grown so accustomed to this sort of lifestyle, she’d perhaps just become transmasc in the later episodes. We’ll never know!

Next, not gonna lie, I’m insanely guilty of viewing Mizu as a bisexual women despite feeling that she is leaning more toward heterosexuality in terms of her sexuality. I have the biggest fattest crush on her so I have no problem stating how much I'm crying and wailing over this. Like c’mon, let's be real, I guarantee that 98% of simps are female, and I’m sure every single one of us has mentioned once that we can all treat her better than Mikio and Taigen. Speaking of Taigen, I HAVE to admit that him and Mizu do have the best chemistry compared to everyone in the show. It’s clear in the way she pulls him away from those shooting arrows, knocks him out becahse she fears for his safety if he follows, saving him from Fowler's castle even though she could have easily just left him to die and slain Fowler, etc. At first, I would’ve assumed she’d have trauma with men especially after Mikio’s betrayal which might’ve led her to stray away from any romantic attraction with men—or anybody in general. Honestly, I have dedicated my time to search for ANY hint (ok not rlly) that she might be attracted to women, but the only time I ever see her become flustered by one is when she appears to be taken aback by the prostitues she tried to ask for directions to the Shindo Dojo. Plus, there were only two occasions where she interacted with Akemi that people use to automatically ship them which is when she saw Akemi in her carriage (not sure of the specific name) and pinned her down in Madame Kaji's brothel. I can’t imagine them as a couple in later episodes, something I’m been dying to see. Though, it’s hard to determine what was running in her mind during the scene where they both stole glances at each other, especially since there was no sort of indication in her inner thoughts or emotions, so it’s normal to assume the above as well. (Despite that, I’m still rooting for AT LEAST bisexual Mizu because for the love of god and for the sake of all of the gay women here, PLEASE. /j)

I may make jokes about these headcannons like playfully hating on the TaiMizu ships. All in all, I’m sure the fans are mature enough to understand that these are meant to be lighthearted jokes and that people interpret a character and show in various ways and it’s normal! Even if I can’t comprehend the theory or feel as though it is a little too complicated/really negotiable, remember to support what you want, ship what you want, make whatever headcannons, nobody’s stopping you! Don’t be too afraid to just announce what you feel about the show. All I ask is to avoid SERIOUSLY cancelling someone just because of their own feelings and opinions. In the end, they’re stilll fictional characters (😞😞) who have no sort of physical form of any sort so do whatever, as long as it isn’t really THAT problematic in a sense (e.g. romanticising rape), go for it.

(Sorry for bringing her sexuality into this, I’m aware of how the show is definitely not centering on this and not every single thing has to be LGBTQ-related but I noice it’s something constantly brought up in the fandom. As someone whose phrasing and essay writing skills suck, I’m still learning bit by bit about how the world works in terms of differing views on things. I may not support your idea of a character but I RESPECT it! If I came off as rude, I’m sorry, remember it’s just my random midnight thoughts🙏)

#mizu blue eye samurai #bes mizu #blue eyed samurai #mizu #tumblr fyp #taigen #taigen blue eye samurai #akemi blue eye samurai #headcannons #akemi #transgender #sexuality #rants n rambles #late night rambles #lgbtq #random rants #might get cancelled #tumbler explore page #explore