#*morning

[becauseth3internet]

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[sweetronancer]

would jock!robin get tattoos

hmmmm not a lot i dont think, maybe one or two? definitely matching with steve and nancy if two. dont know what theyd get tho.

id like to think that all of steve and robins jobs are canon in the jock!robin au,, so theyd probably get a rubber chicken, a vhs tape (or dvd cause family video has changed their ways. i miss my local family video.), and an ice cream cone maybe.

anyway idk what nancy and robin would get,, nancy would probably get an actual robin tattooed somewhere, probably on her back? a shoulder perhaps,, but idk about robin...

[ante--meridiem]

I am incredibly confused right now.

Advisor definitely told me last time we talked that we should meet today, in the morning. I am currently sitting outside his office while he appears to be... holding oral exams with undergrads? What is happening???

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

Hey just throwing this out there. If I post anything Seriously Weird tonight or tomorrow, it’s because of the drugs 😭

[lyssadoo]

She watches to the east, where a rising sun burns with the fire of a thousand joys, a million foolish hopes, and ever more pressing dangers. A hand falls heavy onto her shoulder but she does not heed it's presence. Her hard gaze remains fixed; it is as though she sees beyond the sun and into the endless star fields of night to pierce the heart of the universe.

"If you've nothing to say, then leave," she says.

He sighs before he speaks.

"The new year will come weather you glare at it or not. It is a shifting of times, a herald to change."

Sunlight shatters the sky into brilliant hues of desperation, anger, love, triumph, and tragedy. She's seen them all before; the sun rises ever day, after all. It's soft pinks and marigolds do not fool her anymore.

"Nothing changes" she says. "Everything hurts the same. I have seen tens of thousands, perhaps billions, of sunrises just like this one."

"You have seen much" he agrees, "and lived more. But there is one thing that is different about this year than the years before."

"You're wrong," she insists.

Far in the distance, a clear note of birdsong floats on the air without concern or care. She hears it and she dismisses any thought of its charm but she can hear him smiling in his next remark.

"Am I? The coming year has not been lived and that, at the very least, sets it apart."

His words mean little to her but she feels the weight of his hand. And the touch means everything and nothing all at once.

"Your attempt at wisdom is admirable and endearing but pathetic. There is a much bigger change you could have mentioned, you just want me to admit it for myself," she says.

She takes his hand from her shoulder and twines their fingers together at her side instead.

"I am caught," he admits, "but I wanted to make sure you know. What is the difference this year?"

Now her gaze finally slides away from future woes and fears to find purchase elsewhere. When their eyes meet, a pressure lifts around her. She had lost sight of beauty in the world long ago and her love had left with it. But it never left him.

"You," she says.

He smiles and she is grateful for another reminder that she is not alone. Not anymore.

[koishua]

what if i want to be tenderly embraced by a big arm and what if i want to be swallowed whole in a tight hug and feel safe for once in my life and what if i want to disappear into the protective hold of someone i trust and what if i want to curl into a fetal position in someone's lap and what if i want to be loved and what if i want to be loved and what if i want to be loved

[bloodykora]

Oh how I wish and long to be a raccoon in a hot dog costume on this night