I remember years ago, long enough ago that I was still using either Tiktok or Instagram regularly, because that's where I saw this, long enough ago that unfortunately I do not remember the username, I saw an older trans woman responding to a comment asking "how come we see trans women from your generation, but never trans men?" And her response was simple. "Unfortunately, it's because most of them are dead." Between lack of safe and legal abortions (which, hey, look what's an issue again), the HIV/AIDs crisis (which still is lacking in approved treatments for trans men, and they're still likely to be denied PrEP/PEP even when they should be eligible as sexually active queer men), and how many of them chose to take their own lives after being forced into marriages and other women's roles, a lot of the trans men that should be elderly right now did not make it.
And now, when I find myself making the mistake of going on Instagram, I get to see trans men themselves talking about how historically, trans men didn't do anything for the community, and so we need to step up now. Which, first of all, that isn't true, but second of all, if trans men's contributions are lesser, that makes a lot of sense if we listen to that trans woman talking about the trans men she was in community with back in the day. It's very hard to advance the trans cause if you're not alive.
Anyway. It's a really chilling answer. "Where are all the elderly trans men?" "They're dead." And I just wish more people saw that tiktok and listened to it and really took it to heart, now that we're in the age of "well obviously trans men have it so much easier."
fucks me up that by total coincidence the sun and moon's size difference is exactly matched to their difference in distance from us, thus making our beautiful total solar eclipses where you can see the silver threads of the sun's corona possible because the moon just covers the sun completely
The stars (literally) aligned just right for this experience to be possible. It's likely that aliens don't have this
The moon is also absolutely gargantuan by moon standards. It isn't the largest moon in the solar system, but it is BY FAR the largest in comparison with its planet. Ganymede is the largest satellite of Jupiter and the largest moon in the solar system. Its diameter is only about 3.8% of Jupiter's. Titan's radius is 4.4% of Saturn's. Callisto and Io are the next largest in the neighborhood, with 3.4% and 2.6% the diameter of Jupiter respectively.
Our moon is number 5. It is smaller in direct comparison to the above moons. The diameter of the moon is 3475 km. That is a full 27% of the diameter of the Earth. More than a quarter. That's ridiculous. It's unheard of. The universe is large enough that the word unique probably doesn't mean a lot, but this might be about as close as you get.
This has had a huge impact on our planet. Other things aliens might not have are significant tides. One of Mars's dumpy little potatoes wouldn't be able to move oceans the way our moon does.
Our moon has also stabilized our axis to a massive degree. Without her up there our axis would wobble all over the place and our climate would be far more chaotic. Aliens might not be quite so lucky.
I guess what I am really trying to say is that the moon is extremely cool. I like the moon.
Just want to add that the reason we have such a large moon is because a whole planet crashed into proto-Earth. Theia (the planet) and Earth got so superheated by this collision that their component cores fused and the impact jettisoned a lot of material into space. That massive amount of jettisoned material became our moon. So Earth and the moon have very similar composition. This does not seem to be a common method of lunar formation.
I got a serious beef with the Fermi paradox. There is no Fermi paradox. There stopped being a Fermi paradox once the first radio telescopes went up, and we began to get a true sense of the sheer scale of the universe.
Space is big, empty, and loud. Sunspots can cause enough interference to affect global communications. Weāre not even loud enough to talk over our own sun. On our own planet. We can barely communicate with Voyager, and we know exactly where it is and what its signal sounds like.
The Fermi paradox is like doubting the existence of Belfast, because you stood on a windy New York beach shouting towards it and didnāt get an answer.
Thatās Louis Rossman, a repair technician and YouTuber, who went viral recently for railing against Apple. Apple purposely charges a lot for repairs and you either have to pay up or buy a new device. Thatās because Apple withholds necessary tools and information from outside repair shops. And to think, we were just so close to change.
This guy inspired me to repair my own macbook. First of all, you should know that I am notā¦ like, I have to look up HOW to look up what my computer specifications are. Tech, that ware either soft or hard, is not a subject in which I experience comfort or competence.
But my puppy peed on my keyboard, and I asked the apple store, or the fucking mac cafe, or the godsdamn Computer House Chill Zone or whatever cute ass name they have for their bullshit store, and they said it would be TWELVE HUNDRED DOLLARS TO REPLACE MY KEYBOARD. Iām not even exaggerating.
So I asked the internet, well how hard IS it to repair? And I saw this guyās video, and while I am no techie, I AM fueled by spite, so I was allĀ āoh, they do that shit on purpose specifically so they can charge me $1200 bucks or make me buy a new computer hunh? FUCK THEMā and I bought all the tools I needed for about $25 and I bought all the parts I needed for about another $25 and I watched a few tutorial videos, and I replaced my own keyboard.
So, once you are doing the actual deed, it becomes pretty obvious that they are finding creative ways to make this much harder than it has to be on purpose. On thing that stood out to me is, instead of all the tiny screws being the same size, there are about two dozen very slightly different sizes. They could easily be all the same size, or like, two sizes at most, but no.
These mother fuckers will take a panel that screws into place and theyāll use a different size screw for each corner. They are so close that you almost cannot tell them apart visually, but they each will only screw into the matching corner. Like, itās a pretty clear āfuck youā to anyone trying to do repairs.
anyway, this guy is also fueled by spite, and doing holy work, and I have mad respect
ifixit also makes kits and instruction for nearly every part for consoles, computers, phones, tablets, just about anything. Weāve replaced multiple parts on our old 3Dses at this point. Itās not nearly as hard as you might assume and very worth it to learn how to repair your own electronics.
She didnāt know how to explain it to him, that the moment he jumped into her taxi he introduced her to a world where her words could actually mean a change instead of hiding behind the convenient privilege of writing slop that didnāt matter to anyone, not even to herself.
That his passion and interest for fighting for what was right was contagious, and it opened her eyes to injustices, and now she couldnāt look away and ignore them, not when it was affecting him in ways that made her heart heavy and her blood boil with justified anger.
That just the thought of him hurting was more hurtful than she could bear.
In 1968, Mexico is getting ready to host the first edition of the Olympic Games in Latin America.
Jyn Erso, a British journalist, is sent two weeks before the inauguration to cover the many improvements the country has made for the event. But when she arrives, she discovers not everything is as good as everyone outside thinks.
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A little late, but here's week 2 of Rebelcaptain Month: Historical AU
Thank you @rebelcptain for hosting this amazing event!
if was your boyfriend, never let you go
keep you on my arm girl, you'd never be alone
druig recomendations
perfectly busy - @tokkiotears
lemme just say, HUSBAND DRUID OML. and I'm just a sucker for a confident and king Druid behavior. absolutley adoring this to no ends, smn send help, I forgot how to function. the not really complete without you got me. oh god. just o h g o d. i just feel like i should comment on the narrative, it was so well done and just hit the spot i didn't even know I had.
warnings-
not proofread, annoying men, druig in a button-up with the sleeves rolled up
"this isn't over" - @peterparkersnose
bro this slapped in so many different levels, like excuse me. And druig who shares books and annotates? and smug druig? godamn. the sexual tension- smn keep him away from me before i fall in love.
warnings-
angst, privacy invasion, accidental nudity, sexual tension, falling in love with something you could never have-?
sunshine - @itsapeterthing
firstly, i fell in love with the writing, its so stunning. it has such a fun and flowery vibe surrounding it which makes me just gush oml. it was just so sweet. AND how he gets flustered- literally hit all my marks and exceeded them. i hope you never stop writing these, they make my soul lighter.
warnings: eternals insulting druig as always, fluff
how could they not know? - @saintlike78
to start of, i love a vocal man who can tell you that he missed you. the scene itself was so soft. just love sick druig running back to your arms and you're wearing his shirt mwahh. i find it hilarious how no else has even noticed this happening before, my oblivious fools. its so adorablee.
warnings-
nothing but fluff really, dialog heavy.
hold - @redheadspark
bro, my love, angel, the gif itself got me a blushing mess, you have no idea what the fic did to me sheesh. i love a man who was so acceptable about her fear and so re-assuring, that's so perfectly written. i also love how the author has written these thoughts in her head as well as the internal debate. it just left me in awe i swear.
warnings-
Just a hint of angst but mostly fluff
warmth - @stranger-nightmare
these are one of my favorite's that I've encountered. the end was just lovley. Just the plot of this drabble has me on my knees. it was wonderfully thought and wonderfully written. the author has left no crumbs.
warnings-
one case of swearing, a lil bit of fluff, a whole lotta angst, nakedness but itās not in a sexual way
boyfriend headcannons - @luventi
just a bunch of head cannons which i thought were amazing. overall its just so cute and has me screaming, crying and throwing up. honestly very underated.
warnings-
druig x gn eternal!reader, au where everyone is alive and happy and together, there will be dashes of suggestive content admits all the fluff so be warned!
shy lover - @writing-wh0re
[ it didn't have a title so I gave it this, I hope the author doesn't mind]
felt that this was just a must included, i don't wanna really have to summarize this cause there wasn't a single line that did not fail to have me hypnotized. just lovley work
warnings-
Smut18+, Unprotected Vaginal Sex, Male Performing Oral, Praise Kink (both), Begging Kink (?), Slight Cocky Druig, Cum kink (?)
tbh i think the funniest phenomena that's been happening in the last couple years is "youtuber, having gone too deep into the research hole, has been made an investigative journalist against their will"
this guy started out poking fun at australian politicians and ended up investigating the firebombing of his own home, during which he uncovered connections between the same politician he was making fun of + major organized crime
JasperDasper started out just curious why everything had suddenly become about trans people and questioning some of the sources used in a book. He came out of it, 4 years later, with a 5 hour long video that connects all transphobia to less than 60 people. (I'm not joking. literally every single transphobic rhetoric and bill passed is because of these 50 or so people.)
If you wanna watch it I cannot recommend it enough; I just warn that it covers a LOT.
The only downside to talking to small children like theyāre normal people and treating them like normal people (as per my mom) is that as they develop into bigger children they are viscerally aware of every single moment in which they are pandered to like stupid little accessories (as per my dad, my teacher, the special ed aide, every adult in my middle school) and you end up getting a lot of phone calls from people reporting your kid for (checks notes) āundermining authorityā, ādisrupting the classroom environmentā, ādisobeying elder peersā, and āunionizing the grade eleven gym class with intent to incite a mutinyā (as per me) and you end up with a Grown Adult who will absolutely encourage and enable other peopleās children to fuck the sustem
This list continues to be empowering into adulthood.
If you find yourself managing people in your career, giving people safe space to express their feelings, celebrating their efforts, and acknowledging your own capacity to make mistakes/not know answers will do more for morale than any stupid pizza party. You will end up with co-workers who make better products, look out for each other, and, yeah, hopefully unionize.
she got her freedom taken away by the very fans who once supported her travels. was forced to stay by the side of a man who didn't even care for her. sat there as someone else wearing his face calls her his goddess- objectifying her and deifying her once again- and then? gets locked on the same floor as him for a month!
A MONTH.
yes they got along by the end and yes lin ling was considerate. but really. after having to face the reality she would be tied to this guy for as long as their fans wish, it must've been agony.
and then! when she's finally able to leave, to be free as she wished, she's stranded on an uninhabited island. doomed to send out messages in bottles in the vain hope that someone, anyone would save her.
then the boy that saved her- because really, as loathe as she is to call anyone a hero, he saved her- shows up again. properly gives her back her freedom. the public believes she's dead, but they gave her the power to go wherever she pleases. she can be free. really free.
and then she got shot in the head.
no frills, no monologue- just a quick, dismissive death. one meant to impact lin ling.
even in her death xiao yueqing was not granted decency.
And just like that? She couldn't even be free. All she wanted was to be free. To go wherever she wanted, to be who ever she wanted.
She didn't want to be tied to men. Her fans made her personality completely circling around the guy who she met trying to save THEM.
It was either she reveals the stunt, lose trust and forced to retire. Or keep being in the same loveless relationship while being seen just as a trophy wife to Nice's 'perfect' world.
Her fans don't want her to be HER. the misogynistic mindset of these fans sickens me.
Alfred felt as though it was incredibly inappropriate for a butler to accompany his young master to any sort of gala or gathering so Bruce had to get used to being by himself very quickly at a young age
Due to being left all alone when he would usually be with his parents, Bruce was put in increasingly unsafe situations over and over. Most of the time, there was no safe adult for him to feel comfortable enough telling. And if there was, how would he know they were safe?
He could tell Alfred, but what good would that do? Alfred has told him time and time again that he is his employee, nothing more and nothing less. Alfred cannot help him. Alfred cannot save him
Alfred doesnāt want to
I believe that at a very early age, due to how most of the socialites and rich people are in Gotham, Bruce had to get used to unwanted stares, touches, and advances
And heās so pretty. Heās been so pretty ever since he was small, even with his parents alive they had to work hard to keep him safe. To keep others away. To draw a hard line in the sand for what is acceptable and what is not. But now theyāre gone and heās trying to keep himself safe. But people always want to touch, take, possess, and destroy pretty things
But all of his children are pretty too.
With all of his kids he makes sure that theyāre as safe as can be, unlike how it was with him
The first time that he brings Dick to a gala, he holds the boy the entire time. Dickās face is mostly tucking into Bruceās suit jacket, shielding him from the flashes of the paparazzi and unwanted stares. Especially with his āexoticā heritage of being Romaniā¦ itās a recipe for disaster in Gotham
Bruce refuses to let a single person touch Dick, even socialites that he trusts. He knows how quickly someone you trust can turn on you once they realize youāre vulnerable.ļæ¼
He keeps Jason by his side as well. Gotham high society hates anyone who didnāt grow up rich. Is heās not by Jasonās side, he makes sure Dick is. Dick can now fend for himself, but Bruce always makes sure theyāre in his line of sight.
Tim has been to these parties before, and considering how negligent his parents wereā¦ Bruce makes sure to tell Tim that he would never be mad at him for anything that happened and he is not to blame. That adults should have protected him and saved him. He tells Tim all the things he wished someone had told him when he was younger. They hug and cry about it.
Heās always so thankful that Stephanie never wanted to go to galas as mean as it makes him sound. She never had to be subjected to the cruelties of adults who had no business leering after young girls. Now that sheās older and sometimes pops in if Timās going, Bruce knows that theyāll protect each other.
Cass is strong and smart, but sheās also very very new to this life and more vulnerable than the rest of his kids. Bruce wishes he could give her a sense of normalcy. Itās just another thing thatās he failed at.
He knows that if push came to shove, like the rest of his children, she would not hesitate to defend herself. But there should be no shove. She shouldnāt have to. Bruce dances with her all through the night every time she decides to grace a gala with her magnificent presence. It keeps her happy, it keeps her away from harm
His youngest baby is a fire cracker, ready to take on anyone and anything that could possibly be perceived as a threat to him and his family. As much as his other babies joke that he keeps Damian nearby to stop him from stabbing people, he doesnāt want anyone to look at Damian.
Damian is barely older than he was when he returned back to Gotham high society. The only difference is that Damian now has him and all of his siblings. Itās still hard to let go, even if he knows his children are there to keep an eye on everything
Duke is very similar to Jason in more ways than one, epically since he was also born on the āpoorerā side of Gotham that most elites loathe unjustly. Heās seen it before, even with high standing black families. Being suddenly accused of stealing a watch or pickpocketing an expensive pearl necklace. Lives ruined simply because of the color of their skin
Nothing like that will ever happen to Duke in his presence. Bruce knows he canāt protect Duke from all the racism in the world, but man if he doesnāt want to try
Bruce has never let his family deal with his issues. He believes heās simply not worth the trouble. So whenever he gets hit on at galas in ways that make him uncomfortable he just fakes a smile. When he feels unfamiliar hands touching him and grabbing at his body, he fakes more smiles and leans into if there are too many people watching.
Just as heās about to make an excuse, any kind of excuse to finally get away and take a breather, Dick suddenly pops up in front of him while he feels Jason and Duke slide up behind him, pushing away the elites that had circled him
Bruce makes a soft confused sound, trying to figure out what was happening, but then Damianās tugging on his sleeve and he already has his baby in his arms. The whirlwind that is Tim and Steph together sweep him away from the confused group of elites.
The group makes their way back over to where Cassandra is smiling expectantly, giggling softly at the confused expression on Bruceās face.
āDance with me?ā She requested softly, knowing that Bruce would never refuse her. Bruce squeezes Damian to his chest before handing him over to Tim, which Damian surprisingly doesnāt protest
Bruce takes Cassandraās hand and they dance around the ballroom floor with ease, over and over one of Bruceās children came and swept him away before anyone else could get the chance
āDonāt worry, we got you Dad.ā Dick smiled softly as Bruce spun him around before being passed over to Stephanie and Damian.
āI know.ā Bruce chuckled, feeling so safe for the first time in a long time. āI know.ā
Ngl every time I post my art onto the THG subreddit. Thereās always one comment about my Katniss being too dark, which is just fucking annoying. And it gets more annoying when it gets upvoted so much itās near the top.
And I hate how I canāt delete notifications on Reddit so I canāt even mute people without blocking them. (And itās gets too tempting to block them ngl)
Jason Todd killed a bunch of people and put a duffle bag of heads on Bruce's doorstep READ THE FUCKING COMICS!!!! He is not being lobotomised by them, he shot Tim and shot Damian
He did not put the duffle bag full of eight heads on Bruceās doorstep. He threw it in front of the eight drug lords who were bosses of the people whose heads Jason cut off. (Source: Batman #635, Under the Red Hood, which I have read.)
I have not read any comic in which Jason shoots Tim, but that doesnāt mean it canāt have happened at some point. Would you mind providing the name or number of the issue where he does so? Jason absolutely does shoot AT Tim in Battle For the Cowl (which I have read), after Tim hunts Jason down to his underground lair and attacks him. Tim initiates the fight, Jason shoots at Tim several times, Tim beats him in the head (with a crowbar, of course), and Jason stabs Tim with a batarang, incapacitating him. Again, I havenāt read every single Batman comic, so itās possible that youāre thinking of a different issueāwould you mind providing the issue # where Jason shoots Tim? Because in BFtC #3, Tim shows up to ambush Jason, and Jason responds with self-defense.
To my knowledge, the only time Jason shoots Damian is also in Battle For the Cowl, after Jason rescues Dick ā who is badly injuredā and Damian from gunmen who have them cornered. Dick tells Damian to hide, then tries to draw the gunmenās attention because heās too injured to run away. Just as the gunmen are preparing to fire at Dick, Jason arrives on the scene and kills the gunmen; Dick and Damian then attack Jason, and Damian threatens to kill him, telling him āthe hole in the ground should fit you just fine!ā At which point Jason shoots Damian in the shoulder and quickly leaves. Again, maybe thereās a different time when Jason shoots Damian that I havenāt read; but in this case Jason shot a whole bunch of people to SAVE DICK AND DAMIANāS LIVES, they responded by attacking him, and he defended himself.
I will admit the ālobotomyā is not literal: in Gotham War (which I have read), Bruce purposefully alters Jasonās brain chemistry with fear toxin, removing his free will and leaving him virtually incapacitated. Jason can literally not even stand up, making him a sitting duck. In a way, it was worse than a lobotomy ā it was a death sentence, in the current world of Gotham. Indeed, Jason is almost immediately at the mercy of Scarecrow and the Joker, and the only reason he survives is due to the latterās perverse sense of humor.
Do you remember the time that Bruce killed Jason? Because I do.
Frankly, Iād ask you to actually read the fucking comics, anon. Because it doesnāt seem like you have.
@ruiniscrazy: āNo, Jason was killing whoever he wanted, which was anyone who got in his way collateral damage be damned (yes that includes civilians), because BftC was one of the most OOC pieces of nonsense I have ever had the displeasure of reading. Jason was purposely being written as psychotic because the writers needed a villain, spitting in the face of any prior characterization or redemption attempts.ā
No, he wasnāt, actually. In Vol #1 of Battle For the Cowl, Gotham has gone to absolute shit in the absence of Batman. Multiple people comment that theyāre losing control of the city, and Black Mask busts a bunch of villains out of Arkham then blows up Blackgate. Dick refuses to take up the mantle, but calls up a ton of allies to help out.
Tim, working with Squire, is pursuing some Joker henchmen who are shooting at him. He bursts into a room and finds the henchmen already tied up and left behind by Jason, who has taken up the mantle ā and the henchmen are alive. Meaning that Jason isnāt killing indiscriminately. He is not, in fact, killing civilians.
(I should really do a whole series on Jasonās actual kills in the comics, because there are way fewer than people attribute to him.)
Anyway, continued. Shortly after, Tim muses internally about how the city is in a downward spiral and is looking for Batman, āor a Batman.ā The last sentence is accompanied by a pane showing three bodies hanging from a highway overpass, hooded and with signs on their chests. The signs read: āRAPIST,ā I canāt read the middle one, and āKILLER.ā Itās not stated outright that these people were killed by Jason, but considering one of them is labeled a rapist and he has a long history of hating sex abusers, Iām gonna say itās strongly implied. Again: not innocent civilians.
The next time we see Jason in BFtC, heās in silhouette fighting criminals as Batman - NON-LETHALLY. Heās using his hands, non-lethally using batarangs, and again leaving people tied up. Dick comments, āThe three suspects he apprehended on Monday swore up and down that it was Batman.ā Meaning that they lived, meaning that Jason didnāt kill them and in fact turned them over to the police.
Is that the work of a psychotic person? Because that sounds a lot like what Bruce does as Batman.
Now. Jason does kill people in BFtC. He kills rapists and killers. He kills the gunmen who have an injured Dick cornered and are about to shoot him, as noted above. Later, in pursuit of Black Mask ā who is behind the surge in violence ā Jason non-lethally shoots an armed henchmen about to shoot him then questions him by shooting him some more in his limbs. Itās unclear if this guy dies but itās likely. He stabs Tim in the chest with a batarang while Tim is hitting Jason in the head with a crowbar, also a potentially fatal injury (blunt force trauma to the head kills people, guys) in a fight that Tim tracked him down to initiate.
Dick then also shows up in Jasonās lair to fight him, rescue Tim, and reveal that he knows Jason is a survivor of child sexual abuse, a fact that he learned from a private recording that Bruce made for Jason. Dick and Jason fight ā with their hands. Jason is shown to have his guns but never once shoots them at Dick, even after Dick plays the recording, badly triggering Jason. The two fight, Dick gets the upper hand, and Jason chooses to fall off a speeding train into the water, apparently dying.
And in the end of the fucking comic, Dick becomes Batman after all. Because he decides Gotham needs Batman. WHICH WAS JASONāS WHOLE POINT ALL ALONG!!! His whole point was that he became Batman because someone had to, and Dick was refusing to do it even when Tim and Alfred asked him to, so Jason stepped up.
It is INFURIATING to me that people think Jason was acting like a villain in this arc. He wasnāt killing indiscriminately! He killed when attacked. He killed when Dick was threatened. He is implied to have killed rapists and killers, though we donāt see the circumstances of the killing. Other than that, he ties up and leaves the goons and criminals behind. He never once is shown to kill civilians. He never once is shown to kill without a good goddamned reason.
He was being Batman. A lethal Batman, yeahā¦but lethal only under specific circumstances.
the first time tsukki buys you flowers, itās almost by accident.
heās on his way to your house after practice, passing by a small flower shop, when a bouquet of soft yellow tulips catches his eye. he has no idea why he stops to look at themāmaybe itās the way they remind him of you, always bright and warm. checking his wallet, he enters the shop and buys them.
truth be told, he doesnāt expect much of a reaction from you, you have been dating for four months and he doesnāt even know if you like flowers (he knows youāre not allergic though because you always tend to the school garden with one of your friends) and when he arrives, he just shoves them into your arms.
but, when your eyes widen in delight, your fingers tighten around the stems and you look at him like heās just handed you the stars, he knows heās fucked.
you cling to his arm all the afternoon, giggling every time you look at the flowers and kissing him endlessly, he feels his cheeks burning.
āI should have just brought you candy.ā he mutters, pretending to be annoyed.
but he does it again. and again. and again.
sometimes, he starts picking up flowers on random daysāafter practice, when he sees sales on his konbiniā¦ you react the same way, eyes bright, arms thrown around him, pressing kisses to his face. he mumbles under his breath but he never pulls away from your hugs and precious kisses he cherishes so much.
he continues doing so when you go to tokyo to study and he stays in sendai. every two weeks, without fail, a bouquet arrives at your doorstep, always with a note scrawled in his familiar and neat handwriting, ātry not to kill these before i visit you, pretty.ā
and when he sees you again, you throw yourself at him in the middle of the train station and, like always, he lets you. because heās missed this and you.
even after college, the flowers never stop.
the day he thinks about proposing, he goes back to your old text messages, finding your messages and pictures about every single bouquet he has given you and asks for a special bouquet filled with one of every single important bouquet he has given you, from the tulips to the roses he gave you last anniversary.
as he hands you the bouquet and goes down on one knee, you tear up and nod, hands shaking as he puts the ring on your finger and he knows he made the right choice by choosing you.
the morning of your wedding is a blur of soft laughter and excitement as you sit down on the chair to start getting your makeup and hair done.
but before they can start, yachi clears her throat, drawing your attention.
āi have something for you.ā
yachi grins, stepping aside to reveal the most beautiful bouquet resting in one of the vanities.
you gaspāthe bouquet is a masterpiece filled with pastel calla lillies, clemantis, veronicas and slipper orchids. you stand up, reaching out for the flowers, brushing over the beautiful petals. and then, you see your name written in his familiar handwriting in an envelope.
baby,
iād like to say that i planned all of this from the beginning, that the first time i bought you flowers, i already knew i would be doing it for the rest of my life, but the truth is that i didnāt realize until i saw your beautiful eyes and gorgeous smile when you saw the yellow tulips.
i love your smile and i wanted to see you smile. you looked at me like i had given you the world and you held to them like you never wanted to let go.
so, i kept bringing them every chance i had. do you remember how sad you were when the wind ruined the bouquet i gave you during your last finals weeks? i got so mad and sad that i ran to the store at nearly 2 am to buy you some and get them sent to you the following day.
i am not good with words, you know that so i guess that i found everything that i wanted to say through flowers: i miss you, youāre the best thing that has happened to me, i love you, i want to spend the rest of my life with youā¦
i think that this one is the most special one. do you remember all those late night work i had to do? i lied, sorry.
i was getting special lessons from the florist down the street: how to prepare a bouquet, how to cut the stems perfectly so they last longer, how to take care of themā¦ all of that so i could get you what i think it is the prettiest bouquet of all the ones i have gotten you although i donāt think they are as beautiful as you are but i have selected them because their delicate colors and smoothness makes me think of you and i donāt know, i wanted to remind you that you are always on my mind.
holy shit, you and me forever. FOREVERRRRRRRRR (if you see tear marks while you read this, those are NOT mine).
i love you baby, iāll wait for you at the end of the aisle so, take a deep breath, wipe those tears (I know you are probably crying) and see you soon. canāt wait to make you my wife.
-kei.
you clutch the letter to your chest as tears spill freely onto your cheeks and your friends laugh softly, cleaning their own tears as well.
āis it too late to use this as my wedding bouquet?ā
Robin!Jason, who constantly references different books at random times by quoting them and joking about characters, except Bruce doesn't have much time to read everything that Jason goes through. Of course, he understands some nods towards classics, but Jason is an avid reader, so it is hard to keep up with him sometimes. Jason tries to drag him to watch some movie adaptations, but he falls asleep in the very beginning of it.
And then Jason dies.
Bruce goes through all his library obsessively to the point he remembers the page of every little bookmark Jason left, and he knows his little notes on the margins by the heart. He watches movie adaptations, too, even though Jason only ever watched it to hate on them. He finds new books, books he thinks Jason would like if he was alive, and reads them, imagining what kind of analysis would Jason finalise by the end of it; his opinion not always matches with Jason's, but that doesn't matter. Bruce just likes to imagine.
Years pass, and Jason returns to Gotham. Not as a boy Bruce missed so much. Or, at least, he thinks so.
But then Jason does some bitter, irritated reference, comparing them to characters of one of the books he had on his shelf, and Bruce catches himself thinking... well, they still think similarly, but the conclusion they drew had always differed from each other. It is a different situation, of course, but... but maybe he could try to make this work.
Because, if anything, Bruce is tired of imagining. Especially, not when he finally has a chance to get everything back.
On the next day after their fight, someone sends Jason a copy of a new book from his favourite author - the one that he still hadn't read - his old set of colourful bookmarks, and a little note.
Let me know what you think.
Bruce gets the book back in a week, full of frantic notes, a bunch of bookmarks, and a short note explaining what each colour means (a mystery he didn't resolve years ago, after he passed away).
And, oh, God. He completely forgot how fast Jason read sometimes.
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