I've seen Futurama so many times now but I literally have never made it through the Seymour episode without crying

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I've seen Futurama so many times now but I literally have never made it through the Seymour episode without crying
i was laughing at robin having to lug supes around like a sack of potatoes but then i remembered all the times superman happily gave robin a ride. and now it's finally robin's turn to return the favor. but in the worst circumstances imaginable 😢
Zeus is said to balance the scales. And this is what Achilles and Thetis ask of him, give Troy some sort of victory so the greeks will come running back to Achilles.
I think Achilles forgot you can't get something for nothing with the king of the gods, favors and Iou's do not always hold up. Zeus might've been lenient with letting Achilles get away with the plan until Patroclus killed Sarpedon, a son of Zeus, in Achilles name. I think it was then Zeus decided that Patroclus could not live till the end of the battle. And so in price of Achilles request, Patroclus was taken from him.
So I got some Magnus feels and…
Ok so imagine this. Jon gets random bursts of knowledge right. So, one day he’s sitting in his office looking for a statement so the hunger isn’t unbearable. When suddenly he just, Knows there’s something under those shelves in the corner. He doesn’t Know what it is, just that there’s something there. And he gets to the floor and reaches down. His hand brushes something cool and thin so he grabs it. It’s… It’s a necklace. It’s simple, just has a plain charm on the end. A flower. At first, he’s confused. And damn it he was barely holding on and he needs a statement and he needs it now or he will go out and he just doesn’t have time to figure out when did Melanie’s… Basira’s? But no, it doesn’t look like something they would wear. Maybe it’s Daisy’s? It does look like a basic drawing of a daisy. Maybe someone got it for her. But c'mon Jon when did you ever seen Daisy to wear a necklace?
Where did it come from? A statement giver? But no it looks familiar. He just can’t remember where he’s seen it. A part of him wants to just throw it away. He has bigger problems than a necklace of all things. But just as he’s about to drop it, a single faint thought brushes against his mind. It’s like he’s hearing it from behind closed doors.
“She would kill you if she knew you had her necklace and didn’t give it back to her”
And he focuses on that; arm outstretched, the flower charm dangling from the chain he holds. The little blue stone on the centre glimmers with the light of the bulb. Suddenly he remembers a conversation.
“She really should have someone fix the clasp, considering how upset she gets when it falls down and makes us all look for it. This is the fifth time this week.” Tim says looking at the necklace he just pulled out from the file he was about to give Jon. “Martin almost drunk it with his tea the other day. It was in the mug!”
“Maybe if I hold onto it for a while, she’ll see how she would feel if it falls down on the street and get a new chain or something…” There’s a slight mischievous smile on his lips.
Jon huffs out a breath that sounds suspiciously like a laugh he’s trying to hold back.
“I wouldn’t suggest that. She would kill you if she knew you had her necklace and didn’t give it back to her. And with one assistant dead, other in jail for murder would only leave Martin to do the follow-ups. Things move slow as is Tim don’t you think? Just give it back to her.” Jon grabbed the file on the desk. “It only started falling a few days ago. I’m sure she’ll fix it soon. But if you care so much why don’t you get a new chain for her”
“Yeah, I’ll do that after I finish my reports to you so you don’t have more excuses to complain.” He gave Jon a wink and turned to the door. Just in time for the woman in question to come in.
“Have either of you seen my necklace? I can’t find it anywhere.”
Jon let out a breath. It was more of a sob really. He didn’t know when he started crying, it must look ridiculous. A grown man crying clutching a simple necklace.
“So that’s what you looked like,” He whispered in the empty office. “Sasha James. How could we ever forget you.”
He collapsed on the ground. Feeling like holding his tears back was pointless. Finally managing to mourn. Mourn two brave friends who died too soon. Jonathan Sims cried. And for that moment he wasn’t hungry. He just terribly missed two old friends…
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“Is Jon wearing a necklace?” Daisy whispered to Basira and Melanie. They were all sitting together and Jon seemed to be reading a book sitting far from the others as if he had no right to be near them anymore.
“What? Oh my god he is. That’s weird. Do you guys think it’s an avatar thing or something.” Basira whispered back.
Melanie looked at the necklace. A silver flower with a blue gem on the centre. She remembers liking it years ago. Remembers asking the owner where she got it from. And then a sad smile slowly finds its way to her face.
“No, I don’t think it is. I think it’s one of the most human things he's done in a while”
How many times do you think Toby accidentally called Barbara “Mom”? Especially when he was little. How hard did the two cry the first time it happened after Jim left? How many times did Barbara ground Toby as well as her own son over the years? Just...Barbara and Toby’s relationship.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: A late night visit from Hoist forces Megatron to confront the overwhelming personal tragedies created by his legacy of violence. As he contemplates the long reaching consequences of his words, he begins to wonder if he truly deserves a second chance.
What about our future together?
Despite all the odds
And the mistakes of your past
you are forgiven
You can have fun too