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what if during their life changing field trip toph and zuko picked up a new chill hobby
to everybody who said they’d make a bong: you’re right and I love you
even funnier: the heirloom bong handcrafted by the firelord and the best earthbender in the world actually just fucking sucks because they were idiot teenagers at the time and didn’t know anything about smoking, plus one of them was a firebender who had ridiculously well-developed breath control as well as magic fire powers, while the other was a wildly obnoxious ninety pound girl who could get high off oregano crumbs.
like, the most valuable bong in the world is nearly unusable. it’s awful. you have to practically turn yourself inside out on the inhale to draw any smoke up and there’s nowhere to hold it that doesn’t burn your hands. even worse is that it’s in the shape of Aang, the last Airbender, master of all four elements, holding a smaller bong.
#you have to suck on his bald head #katara hates this thing #aang and sokka think it’s the funniest item in the WORLD
OKAY so last night i said something in tags about “ask me about my thoughts on atla post-canon polyamory” 99% because I had typed a bunch of shit in the tags and then accidentally CLOSED THE TAB thus losing said tags, so that was a bummer, BUT like 3 different people reached out wanting to hear about it so HERE GOES. (thanks to @taibhsearachd for rambling this out with me last night)
SO. this started bc we got somehow on the topic of how much we really disliked the whole Aang/Katara kiss at the end of the show. Not because we’re against them kissing (Aang had to already have turned 13 by then, an innocent kiss is perfectly reasonable for a 13yo in my opinion), but because the placement of the kiss made it so… CENTRAL. We were talking about how we would’ve liked the kiss to have been earlier, preferably before the big finale, and then like… they still could’ve had a soft romantic moment on the balcony but it could’ve been like. Hand holding or sitting together with Katara’s head on his shoulder.
And Birdie mentioned she’d always liked Zutara back in Ye Olde Tymes because the whole “Aang and Katara get together when they’re barely 13 and 15″ thing just seemed… really untenable if we’re going with endgame, AND it made a lot of sense to get Katara and Zuko together politically, especially since there’s nooooo princess up north anymore since she turned into the moon and all. But the resurgence of the fandom (thank you for once Netflix!) has opened our eyes to ZUKO AND SOKKA and that’s fuckin amazing but now we’re back to square one in re: Aang and Katara. But then I realized that we can fix all of this with a) allowing for healthy breakups of relationships that don’t work yet but might work when the people involved have grown/processed things, and b) extensive polyamory.
And so here’s my thought:
Aang and Katara break up for a while probably not long after the end of book 3. They’re fucking kids, they’re traumatized kids no less, and they both have a lot of shit they need to deal with both personally and in the world that isn’t really conducive to “baby’s first serious relationship”. They’re still friends, they view it as “well… let’s maybe try again in a few years if we’re both still interested”. All their friends are aware of this and supportive and in the end it’s healthy for both of them bc their traumas and coping mechanisms didn’t always play nice with each other even BEFORE all the fallout from the finale and having to take on more responsibility in the world and such.
Zuko properly gets with Sokka and Suki during this time, though there’s no talk of like. Marriage or anything. Yes, Sokka’s politically got the same sort of appeal as Katara, but the thing about politically advantageous marriages at that level is there’s sort of the assumption that you’ll be, y’know, having heirs, so Sokka’s not really cut out for that and Suki flat out refused to be official Fire Lady or whatever.
So once Katara and Aang are older, like Aang’s 17 and Katara’s 19 and Zuko’s sitting over here at 21, and his advisors are all “ok but seriously Fire Lord Zuko, we really should look into at least a BETROTHAL of some sort” and he just sighs, and they’re bringing up all these Fire Nation ladies and he’s like “no it’s gotta be more diplomatic than that, she shouldn’t be Fire Nation” and so one of them’s like “well, uh, that water tribe lady you’re friends with, she’s set to be a pretty strong leader as she gets older, that would be a good way to do it. Or that blind Earth Kingdom–” “NOT TOPH.” “ok but seriously, tho, think about it your majesty”
So Zuko’s torn because he really does like Katara, and she’d be an amazing Fire Lady in addition to being an amazing… whatever her title would be down in the Southern Water Tribe (I definitely picture her and Sokka basically being the leaders of the pan-tribal council - he handles military and adjacent stuff and she handles the rest). But Katara’s with Aang again FINALLY not that they’ve made a big deal of it outside their friends. BUT he knows that y’know… people can be with more than one person. Hell, look at him and Sokka and Suki, right?
So he goes to talk to Aang like “I want to make sure I run this past you so she doesn’t have to try and do it, because I’m the one even bringing it up, and it’s obviously up to her, BUT here’s the sitch”.
And see, the thing about the Air Nomads is it really doesn’t make sense to me that they’d have the same kind of ideas about like. Monogamy and parenthood and relationships as other nations, ‘cause like…. the kids are clearly raised communally. Like, I vote ‘you probably know who your parents are but really all the adults are your parents, maybe you get an extra cake from them on your birthday but that’s about it’ for the most part. And y’know being with who you want to be with sort of thing. Sure you’ll have people you might be more committed to, but by and large the general consensus is “love who you love, whoever and however many people that is!”
So Zuko’s all prepared to angst for even ASKING if Aang would mind playing technical second fiddle in an heir-producing/marriage/inheritance/etc sense to HIM, ugh what if Aang hates him for even thinking it? and Aang’s just like “oh yeah that’s cool dude, if she’s down go for it! You wanna talk to her together? I don’t mind being there to reassure her it’s ok, and that you weren’t asking me permission to ask her so much as you were making sure it wouldn’t upset me if you did, and all that” and Zuko’s like “…what. I. Ok sure?”
And Katara does like Zuko, she just y’know, also liked Aang and didn’t want to GIVE UP Aang, but Zuko’s like “it’ll be good for our people, and I’d never make you stay in the fire nation full time you have your own responsibilities and also you don’t have to stop being with Aang or even like hide it or anything, it’s not like people don’t know I’m with Sokka and stuff, it’s just, y’know, OFFICIAL HEIRS and stuff” and so she’s like “Oh! Oh, yeah, that’s good, we can have a couple kids and stuff”
But ofc they end up a lot closer than “just a couple kids” but it’s sweet! She has kids with Zuko and kids with Aang and really as long as one of them turns out a firebender (can the avatar have a kid of any bending type? NO ONE KNOWS but Zuko’s advisors are prepared to accept it at this point) so long as they end up with A VIABLE HEIR that Zuko will claim etc etc.
And of course Zuko and Sokka and Suki have a couple kids whose parentage is uncertain not that they really CARE, and Suki and Aang aren’t really into each other romantically but when they’re a bit older they discuss it and decide to have a kid just so they can have a shot at a potential airbender baby, because heck yeah rebuilding the airbenders, might as well get some extra genetics up in this ish.
And these kids are all largely raised together in this big pack of like 10 kids of varying ages who move between 2 or 3 different homes, and Zuko rules the Fire Nation and Sokka and Katara lead the southern water tribes, and Aang does his Avatar thing, and they all spend as much time together as possible with the kids and Suki and some of her girls from Kyoshi Island are the main people ALWAYS THERE for the kids.
And there’s at least one kind of each bender in the group (bc you can’t tell me it’s 100% you have to have a bending parent, considering neither Katara’s mother or father were benders, so one of Suki’s kids is DEFFO an earthbender) and they’re a chaotic bunch and sometimes the Gaang forgets which one of them provided the genetics for which kid but really it doesn’t matter bc they’re ALL the kids’s parents, and all the kids are ALL their kids, and it’s a big happy messy disaster of a polycule that the Fire Nation nobility and advisors despair over, but they can’t deny that it seems to be working out pretty well and that the Fire Lord is good at his job and pretty damn happy, so they don’t bitch too much about it.
…Also at some point Sokka and Toph discuss dating and end up sort of doing it for a while but then going back to being friends, but she does ABSOLUTELY get him to father one of her kids, which she then declares firmly she made out of a rock and bended to life, and most people are preeeeetty sure she’s full of shit but can’t fully discount the possibility and only the Gaang knows the truth.
so yeah that’s my avatar polyamory thoughts, it is not canon-compliant with legend of korra but who cares this is my imagination and headcanon and LoK doesn’t play into it at all. *nod*
#mood today
The convergence
conversations overheard through the batkid com lines pt 67 (masterpost here) this is the longest one ive ever done oh my god
Dick: he takes it like a champ, which is honestly- it's made my respect for him go up more than literally any of the badass Batman shit he's ever done.
Jason: oh, a hundred percent. like, especially considering how egotistical he used to be? Bruce has become completely numb to us being bitches about him.
Dick: i guess it's different because, like, i mean it's more ironic now, right? i mean we used to fucking hate him, and it came through in the way we mocked him. it was malicious.
Jason: *audible wince* yeah buddy we had issues,
Dick: *wheeze* we had- we had issues. but now it's more like... us talking about how messy of a family we are is more a way of acknowledging how far we've all come, you know? it's therapeutic. bonding.
Jason: *crooning* aw, how sweet. *laugh* which of your therapists came up with that shit?
Dick: *laugh* it's good for you, man! i'm telling you, the guy i have is good. and he knows our identities, so we don't have to hold back. you should try it.
Jason: yeah, no, i'm happy for you, but i got my therapy right here.
*slight pause*
Dick, dry: that's a gun.
Jason: *cackle* look, i ain't in denial, i know my issues. talking stuff out just isn't my deal. you know i operate different to you and Bruce.
Dick: *hum* you do you, i guess. he worked for Bruce though, as far as i'm aware B still sees him.
Jason: *abrupt snort* you two share a therapist? that's fuckin' adorable.
Dick, snickering: listen- listen, it was a whole thing! i told him if he was gonna try it out he had to do it properly; let go of his control issues and actually look for help, so i made him see my guy because then he's seeing somebody who already has a picture of who he is from another perspective--he couldn't manipulate the narrative.
Jason: smart, corner the fucker.
Dick: yeah, but again--took it like a champ.
Jason: was there a moment for you where you could tell that like--'oh he's actually fucking trying, he might not be as shit as we thought'.
Dick: *snort* the grand moment of realisation of 'ah shit, he actually is just a guy as well, isn't he?'
Jason: *slight wheeze* the moment- the moment of- *snort* 'fuck i've been bullying somebody in the same boat as me'.
Dick: GOD, *cackle* yes, oh dude you have no idea, there were so many moments,
Jason: it's- it's weird, right? to be like, maybe we don't have to hate each other as much as we do?
Dick: yeah, -but it's like, part of it right? to make the realisation that you can be a victim of circumstance while also being an asshole that contributes to the problem?
Jason: *click* oh yeah, completely. you gotta get to the point where you can accept that it can be true that you have a shit life largely due to the actions of somebody else, while it also being true that- that the person at fault, is only at fault because they themselves have been fucked over in life and they just haven't had the clarity or opportunity to fix themselves from it before.
Dick: *grunt* yeah, parents--or peers, i guess. peers can wrong you without being bad people. we're all just... shitty people, trying to figure out how not to be shitty to those further down the line. sometimes we manage it, sometimes we don't. doesn't make us evil, just makes us... works in progress.
Jason: *hums*
*a few beats of silence*
Dick: Jace if you don't fucking offer me some damn alcohol right now-,
Jason: *instant cackling* chill- chill i got a case in the fridge, you can go get it.
Dick: and if i open the window to go get it i'm not gonna get ass-fucked by your deranged loa version of home security?
Jason: what do i- do i look stupid? why would i have security on while hanging out on my own fucking fire escape?
*shifting, wood sliding*
Dick: well i dunno, you're weird sometimes,
Jason: fuck off. and grab the whole case will you? bring it out, i don't wanna go in any time soon.
*clinking*
Dick: sir yes sir. *slight grunt* so, *sigh* what was your moment?
Jason: what- my Bruce moment?
Dick: yeah. i mean- i assume Damian living with him had something to do with it, but what was the moment that made you realise he wasn't as bad as we made him out to be during the golden era?
Jason: *bottle uncapping* *clink* don't laugh.
Dick: *already amused* why would i laugh?
Jason: ...it was when he hit me in the face with the batarang.
*two seconds of silence*
Dick: *snort*
Jason: ok fuck you-
Dick: no- sorry, how the fuck-
Jason: it was complicated-
Dick: he slit your throat and you were like 'yeah that man's on a self improvement journey'.
Jason: *instant cackle* no- let me be clear, it wasn't the fact that he threw a batarang at my face, it was just the overall interaction in general.
Dick: jesus. how fucking good was this conversation that he literally almost killed you with his own hands and you still walked away like 'good chat dad, see you on thanksgiving'?
Jason: no the real question is- *wheeze* real question is how low was the fucking bar,
Dick: *loud laughter* *high-pitched, between weeping* what did he say-?
Jason: he apologised.
Dick: *long excited gasp* you're fucking kidding.
Jason: yeah- but like. in a weirdly mature way? that's what fucking caught me off guard.
Dick: i thought you hated it when he apologised for not killing the Joker?
Jason: that's what caught me off guard! because he didn't apologise for that, he apologised because- ok so basically,
Dick: *snort* oh here we go.
Jason: -shut the fuck up, we're at my place post-patrol and we're drinking alcohol, of course we're gonna psychoanalyze our interactions and history with Bruce- anyway, we’re on the roof, i’ve got a gun on Joker and i’m basically telling him that he either kills the Joker or i do, and if he doesn’t want Joker to die then he has to kill me,
Dick: this is the first time you’ve properly told me this story,
Jason: yeah- well obviously B has his whole no kill thing so he’s being a little bitch about it, that’s expected, and so i put the gun to Joker’s head and start countin’ down from three. and before i can actually do anythin’, he tears up and starts apologising.
Dick: god tier distraction technique.
Jason: -yeah, i- *wheeze*
Dick: *snickering* look i’m just saying-
Jason: no- yeah, fair enough. anyway i started yelling about like, how i didn’t give a fuck that he didn’t get to the warehouse in time back in Ethiopia, bla bla bla, yeah? and he stops me mid-sentence. and he goes ‘no Jason, i’m not sorry that i didn’t save you in time back then, and i’m not sorry that i didn’t kill the Joker, i’m not going to apologise for that and my opinions will not change.’
*silent pause*
Jason: …and i’m like. the caucacity of this bitch.
Dick: *wheezes* *slapping sounds, grating of metal*
Jason: don’t fuckin- break my outdoor chairs,
Dick: *still wheezing* the caucacity- no that’s insane! he actually said that?
Jason: word for word- *slightly offended* by the way? thanks for outing my fucking civilian name to the Joker, you fucking asshole.
Dick: *loses it again*
Jason: -guess the no-names-in-the-mask rule is only important when you want it to be, huh?
Dick: so what- *snort* what was he apologising for?
Jason: well that was what freaked me out. because suddenly Batman left the roof and in his place was this fuckin- well adjusted man, who was willing to make himself emotionally vulnerable in public. and he proceeds to tell me that he wasn’t sorry for the Joker shit, but he was sorry that he didn’t provide a safe enough environment at home, because maybe if he’d actually stepped up as a father figure then i wouldn’t have felt the need to go to Ethiopia the way i did in the first place.
*three seconds of silence*
Dick, awed: *stage whispering* he admitted it?!
Jason: OUT OF NOWHERE.
Dick: hoooly-
Jason: *indignant* YEAH. YEAH MAN. I’M FUCKIN’ STANDING THERE ON THE OTHER END OF THIS ROOF LIKE SINCE WHEN DO YOU HAVE THE ABILITY TO DO THAT.
Dick: *cackle* *John Mulaney impression* the Bruce admitted to his faults in an open and honest emotional conversation? i didn’t know he knew how to do that.
Jason: *instant wheeze* ex- *cough* -ACTLY! *cough* anyway, obviously my face is like- i look fucking baffled, because what? and i think he thought i didn’t understand what he meant? and so he said- and i’ll never fucking forget what he said, he said this word for word,
Dick: *drink sloshing* *prompting hum*
Jason: he goes ‘when i took you in, i promised to take up the responsibilities of being your guardian, and i remember the night that i told you that, you looked at me with nothing but distrust.’ and he tells me, ‘you didn’t believe that i’d be there for you, and you didn’t believe that you could rely on me; as a guardian, or a parent, or a father.’ and then he looked me in the eyes as he was actively tearing up, and he told me, ‘the biggest mistake i’ve ever made in my life was living up to those expectations of me, because you were right not to think i would do it, and the biggest thing that broke my heart about your death was the realisation that i never let you feel safe around me.’
Dick: *slow whistle* yeah, that would have gotten me. i’d have cried.
Jason: *stage whispering* right? completely fucking took the wind out of my rage-sails, i had no idea what to do. *louder* I WILL SAY- i will say, that it was at that point that the Joker started looking kind of uncomfortable, which was-
Dick: *wheeze*
Jason: which was- *also wheezing* the best thing ever. *high-pitched, snickering* like- fuck me, i didn't think it was possible for the Joker to feel awkward about anything, but man, that dipshit did not fuckin' wanna be there,
Dick: oh my god, this is incredible. that has to be like- Bruce Wayne, the only man in the universe with the ability to make the Joker uncomfortable with his feelings.
Jason: yeah, so i was like... reeling. because all of a sudden B was telling me everything i'd wanted to hear from him since he'd bloody adopted me, and on top of that he started telling me about how he 'knew that he couldn't fix the time he'd already lost, but he would always be available if i ever wanted to try and build anything new', and,
Dick: OH MY GOD HE TOLD ME THAT- HE TOLD ME THAT LIKE SIX MONTHS AFTER YOU DIED. HE- he called me at seven in the morning to tell me that he loved me, wished he'd been better at showing it back when it mattered, and was going to try and tell me it more in the future.
Jason, snorting: first thing in the morning is wild.
Dick: dude i was hung over. i threw up. on call. he thought he'd killed me.
Jason: *bursts out laughing* fuckin'- it almost killed me on that roof.
Dick: right- yeah, ok, i wanna get back to that. because how the fuck does B using this opportunity to update you on his journey through self-improvement and therapy somehow turn into him throwing a literal knife at your neck?
Jason: *dismissive* ahhh, well, bless his little heart, he's not gonna get everything right first try, is he?
Dick: *snickering* Jason,
Jason: ok, ok. so- ok so basically,
Dick: *wheeze*
Jason: *smacking noise* FUCK OFF. you have to understand that my main goal when i orchestrated that whole scenario was like... a complete unstable mixture of like five various points i wanted to make at the same time. like- i was losing it, to the point where Damian told me afterwards he'd been considering asking Ra's about pulling me in for another pit-dip because he thought something might be wrong with me.
Dick: *amused* you were- you were having a slight menty-b,
Jason: *wheeze* a slight menty-b, yeah. so- part of it was i wanted to see if Bruce would kill the Joker for me, part of it was just wanting to see if he even cared; part of it was to make sure Damian would be safe with him, and part of it... i guess...
*drink sloshing*
Jason: don't freak out, but i guess part of it was a subconscious attempt at just... getting something to kill me.
Dick: ...something?
Jason: yeah- like it wasn't a thought out attempt, i wasn't thinking of it as a suicide attempt; but i think i was specifically trying to make the whole situation as fucked as possible because i wanted something to just... put me down. whether that be the Joker, or me, or Bruce, or a bomb, y'know? like... my mind was such a mess in that moment that i was just too tired to think about making it off that roof alive.
Dick: *drink slosh* *calm hum*
*a beat of silence*
Jason: like- i'm fine now, but there have been hard moments, you know?
*another beat of silence*
Dick: ...you, fuckin'... you are one special little gem, you know that Jace?
Jason: *indignant snort* fuckin' what? *chuckle* what's that supposed to mean?*
Dick, amused: it means, dumbshit, that i know for a fucking fact you fought with every fucking fibre of your being to make it out of that warehouse, to make it out alive, because you did not want the Joker to kill you. i know that, you've told me about that,
Jason, already amused: yuh-huh,
Dick: -so as much as it sucks to hear that there have been points where my baby brother has wanted to off himself, there is a morbidly fascinated part of me that is listening to this, like, imagine having the audacity to fight that fucking hard to survive, so hard that god apparently fucking listened to you, brought you back, and you came back alive just like, 'mmm, this is more hassle than i thought actually, nevermind'.
Jason: *soft wheeze* hey- hey now-
Dick: -like i know i'm being insensitive but that is SO wild to me-,
Jason: *wheezes again* oh my god- see, this is so much funnier than therapy.
Dick: yeah, i'll agree to that, it's less sensitive when it's outside of a therapist's office.
Jason: *approving grunt* well, anyway, i did actually have a bomb on the roof, so that was my final back-up plan. if shit went down the drain, just blow everything up, y'know?
Dick: you took a bomb? like a grenade?
Jason: no like a proper one, remote detonated and stuck to the inside of the building. it would have taken out the whole thing, killed us all in one fell swoop. the only problem was, i didn't want B to know i had a bomb, so i couldn't have the detonator on me, right?
Dick, slightly confused: right...?
Jason: so- *slight laugh* so i got this guy, right? this guy named Micheal.
Dick: the fuck is Micheal.
Jason: Micheal is one of my workers, and he has no fucking friends whatsoever. runs accounts for me because he's such a nerd, and i think he's chill so i occasionally invite him out for drinks with me and my main guys, right?
Dick: *confused hum*
Jason: i am the only reason Micheal has a job or a social life, and i am the only person he speaks to outside of cashiers and women who hate him on onlyfans. Micheal therefore recognises that he owes me his life and adores me, to the point where he will do anything for me without question, and will shut up about anything he hears with a hundred percent success rate, no matter what.
Dick: *snort* ok?
Jason: my point is, i couldn't have the detonator on me for risk of B somehow seeing it and planning around it. so, i had Micheal on my private com line with the detonator, hidden a whiles away and waiting for me to give the command to blow us all up because he's the only one i trusted to keep his fucking mouth shut. are you with me?
Dick: you had some random fucking loser pervert-
Jason: I *clap* DID *clap* NOT *clap* THINK *clap* I *clap* WOULD *clap* MAKE *clap* IT *clap* OFF *clap* THAT *clap* ROOF *clap* ALIVE.
Dick: *audibly trying not to laugh* ri- right, ok, go- go on,
Jason: so this entire fucking conversation, my identity, my daddy issues, Batman crying; Micheal is hearing all of this shit, right? and he's waiting for me to give him a signal about this bomb because i'd told him that if a certain amount of time on that rooftop passed without anything happening, that he should just blow it up anyway. but now things have changed, because B is for some reason being reasonable which means now maybe i shouldn't kill us all in a murder suicide, right?
Dick: *incredulous cackle* right,
Jason: so i'm fuckin' crying, Batman's fuckn' crying, Joker's startin' ta avert his eyes like he did not think this was how this interaction was supposed to go,
Dick: *laugh*
Jason: -and all of a sudden Micheal starts sayin' some shit in my ear; except i can't fuckin' hear him properly because i wasn't expectin' us to be having any two-way conversations so i've got my com turned all the way down, so, suddenly remembering i should probably tell him not to blow us up, i reach my hand up to adjust my com and ask him what's up. yeah?
Dick: right,
Jason: but i'm also restraining Joker, so i have to use the hand holding the gun to do it. and the safety's still off, and i'm not wearing my helmet, and it's an awkward angle n shit, right?
Dick: *disappointed* oh my god,
Jason: and- *slight wheeze* B told me ages afterwards what happened from his perspective, which was that he saw his crying son in the middle of a slight menty-b lift a gun to the side of his head with no safety and start fiddling with his fingers--as if about to press the trigger and do a whole-ass suicide,
Dick: oh my GOD,
Jason: yeah- *amused* and i guess the tears were obstructing his vision, so he says that he panicked and tried to hit the gun out of my hand and fuckin' missed, right? but from my perspective, my dad just told me he was sorry for the first time in his life and then shot me in the neck as if he needed to destroy all evidence of the incident,
Dick: *wheeze*
Jason: so now my mind's in a fuckin' frenzy, i'm dying possibly, and i'm really pissed off because WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?
Dick: *more wheezing, gasping for air* oh my god-,
Jason: so, deciding i need to fuckin' recoup and consider the events of the evening, i shoved the Joker at him, jumped off the edge of the building, and told Micheal to blow that shit to high heaven to distract him so i could get away.
Dick: and you just left?!?!
Jason: yeah man, went home and called Ra's--needed somebody to complain about my daddy issues too. it was fine though, he got me medical attention. and after that i guess B told you and Tim that i was alive, Damian started settling into Gotham a little more, and my mind cleared up enough that i realised i should probably like... fucking calm down or something, because clearly my opinion of Bruce is slightly skewed and i needed to retcon that shit.
Dick, snickering: retcon--wait, what happened with the Joker, i thought you killed him on the roof?
Jason: *hum* mmmnope, i ain't kill him. i think B put him back in Arkham like usual after that night. *drink sloshing*
Dick: i swear i thought he died that night- actually, where the fuck is he then?! hold on, hold on how am i just noticing this, where the fuck has the Joker been for the past three years if you didn't kill him? i just assumed you'd got him?!
Jason, casual: no i didn't get him. he is dead though. died two weeks after.
Dick: you got him two weeks after?
Jason: nah, i didn't get him.
Dick: the fuck got him?
Jason: Damian did, dude.
*a beat*
Dick, supremely indignant: sorry?
Jason: yeah- Bruce doesn't know it was Day though, the kid made it look like a heart attack or something, i think.
Dick: *awed* Damian got him? two weeks after the rooftop incident?
Jason: *casual* yeah--cause he came to visit me to check that i hadn't like, completely gone insane, and obviously he was like 'the fuck happened to your neck?' so i had to take him a whiles out of Gotham and tell him what happened with Bruce-,
Dick: why'd you take him out of Gotham for that?
Jason: because if he was in the vicinity of B at that moment he would have shot him in the face.
Dick: ...ok yeah fair enough. without the emotional context it is kind of wild.
Jason: exactly; but anyway- after he calmed down and i took him back to my apartment he told me that 'this clown shit was way more hassle than it fucking should be' and then he disappeared for like, eight hours. he came back through my window at like six am and just told me 'there, now you can all shut up about it', and i just... made the executive decision not to ask questions. i was goin through all this new mental health journey shit, y'know? other things to worry about.
Dick: fucking hell,
Jason: yeah. *drink sloshing* 'hacked into the Arkham records the next morning and he'd been quietly confirmed as dead and cremated, so that was that i guess.
*a few beats* *drink sloshing*
Dick: ...i guess i always thought that... that like... his death would be more dramatic, you know? that it would be a victory. did you not want something more satisfying?
Jason: *non-committal hum* i mean... maybe a little bit at first? but honestly the perspective i landed on was that... he sucked. like- his one thing was being a clown, right? it was his one passion; all he wanted was to be well known, and to be funny. so there's a part of me that thinks the best possible end for that guy is for him to die quietly, meaninglessly, in a completely boring, background, unnoticeable way, to the point where nobody even realises he's dead. like. do you know how fucking offended he'd be if he knew nobody knew--or cared--that he was dead? it makes me very happy to think about.
*stretch of silence*
Dick: that's such a god-tier take, actually. i take it all back.
Jason: right?
Dick: Damian's a fucking genius.
Jason: mmhmm. like father like son, am i right?
Dick: *chuckle* yea- wait, huh?
Jason: oh- *snort* no, i'm not complimenting B, i mean me.
Dick: oh, *chuckle* yeah,
*a beat*
Dick: wait, what?
Jason: what?
Dick: what do you mean 'like father like son'?
Jason: ...d'i not tell you about that?
Dick: eh-?
Jason flatly: just drink your beer.
Please go learn how time works.
Radio Free Monday (May 18, 2026)
Welcome to Radio Free Monday for the week of May 18, 2026. RFM posts links to peoples' personal fundraisers asking for community assistance, on Tumblr, Dreamwidth, and the Fediverse.
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Witch au but Sam looks far too much like Martha Wayne than a lot of people are comfortable with.
I hear you ask, "but Sam is younger than her in this au" and I tell you that Martha Wayne had the genetic trait of looking younger than she actually was, a trait that was in her family for generations.
Thus, we have Sam who resembles Martha Wayne far too much, the philosopher's stone that makes her immortal, and a genetic trait that has Martha looking younger than she actually is and you get misunderstandings.
So, Sam was just minding her business trying to figure out what exactly for her castle to be anywhere that wasn't Amity Park when someone stepped onto her property and, getting a feel for them she realized that they don't seem to be magical in nature.
Also, scratch that, it was more than one person.
So, she decided to give them a... 'warm' welcome.
A group of people who believed in the supernatural decided to get together one day to explore the castle that spawned randomly one day in Gotham for shits and giggles. So there they were, stepping through the fog, barely able to see the ground let alone each other.
They had to solve a puzzle for the door to the castle to open in those conditions, which was weird but it was also the fun kind of weird so they weren't complaining about it. When they opened the door it was very dark, which made them second guess themselves for a second and then they decided to step in anyway.
They live in Gotham what's the chances of this castle being worse than what they go through weekly?
The door slammed shut behind them as soon as the last person stepped inside, leaving them in total darkness for a moment before candles lit themselves up and they saw the inside of the castle in its full glory.
It looked, very, very beautiful.
So beautiful in fact, that they almost missed the woman stood at the top of the stairs. She looked very, very beautiful and was wearing a dress that looked very expensive (think Blue Diamond from Steven Universe but black) with a red gem right in the middle of her chest.
The lady welcomed them into her castle, and suddenly they found their vision going back as the woman's sinister chuckle echoed all around them and they found themselves in separate rooms of the house.
Fun fact, this group of people were also streamers and streaming everything up to the point of Sam's entrance and then her magicking them all in different rooms. They also had a pretty good following, so safe to say the chats were going crazy over what just happened.
So, the various live streamers investigate the castle to find a way to escape before their assumed death, they solve various puzzles both with their own wit and the help of their chat that were magical in nature. The various puzzles and traps were, genuinely, very fun to solve, both for the chat and the streamers doing them.
All the streamers manage to meet up again, and boy are they genuinely thankful for the fact that-so far at least, this doesn't seem to actually be anything life threatening and just seemed to be a grand time all around.
Then they all headed down a hall together, and the chat just went absolutely ballistic when they saw a large portrait of the witch and another man standing together and smiling.
The chat never got a good look at her before the streamers got teleported to different rooms, but that painting?
It changed everything.
Because the woman standing in that picture-as pointed out by a chat member, looked an awful lot like Martha Wayne, and the man standing next to her? Thoms Wayne.
The streamers, obviously, think they've hit the jack pot because their viewer count is just going up and up because of this new information and also think they've hit some sort of scandal because, wasn't Martha Wayne dead?
Eventually, the find themselves sitting at the dining table with said woman who was silently drinking tea with a bunch of food sitting on the table in front of them. The woman smirked as she placed down her cup, asking if they enjoyed the various puzzles she laid out for them.
Everyone agrees, and the chat is exploding for them to ask if she's actually Martha Wayne.
She doesn't answer save for a cheeky smile and then suddenly they were standing outside of her castle and couldn't get back in.
Safe to say, reporters were flocking to ask various questions.
Comment from @percyisawesome
Imagine the streamers coming across other photos and portraits. They stumble across one where Danny and Tucker are … very close. Way closer than just to friends would be. Think, Tucker sitting in Danny’s lap while he’s tinkering with some tech, eyes dripping with adoration.
The conspiracy theories go wild.
“Oh my gawd, Lucius Fox was in a throuple with the Waynes?!”
“No!! Obviously Thomas was cheating and Martha set up the Crime Alley mugging to kill her husband and fake her death!!”
Okay but? Depending on WHERE that red gem is? And if there are smaller other red gems? Depending on if it was ever released? It could very well be the exact same place Martha was fatally shot. Because it's center mass. Over vital organs etc. IS it a coincidence? Absolutely.
But is that blood red gem lookin awful symbolic? YEP.
Are there photos people MISSED during the stream? Since it was moving to fast? That only a play back, frame by frame, caught? Like, oh, look! Up right of this shot! That's her and Thomas... dancing literally mid-air.
P.. photoshop?
But then the magic users are coming BACK like "yoooo, I showed this to my grandma! Who's way better then me and who never bothers with technology cause she doesn't like it, and she FREAKED OUT! Started cursing! That place was HELLA HAUNTED? Apparently?" And getting responses like "omg! SAME. My Dad said he'd literally move us to Peru if I even THOUGHT about going near it!"
Like? Wut.
But is that gonna stop GOTHAM reporters? A little thing like the possibly malevolent dead? HA! Good one. No.
Okay but Sam? Dislikes reporters, just does not like them, from the first time she was taken by her parents out to the public to Amity Park to now.
So she messes with them, they don't get to meet with her directly, but they aren't harmed either, a simple misdirection there, a corridor or wall popping up where there originally wasn't one and even a gate.
Sometimes, a few of them get so close to meeting with her directly, but yet so far as well.
So what do the Gotham reporters do? Well they adapt of course! If they can't get a meeting with the maybe ghost/zombie of Martha Wayne, then they'll come up with new ideas to force a meeting!
Their ideas get more and more insane and elaborate as time goes on, each one desperate to be the first one to get a meeting with her.
Eventually, one of the reporters has the brilliant idea of bringing Bruce Wayne with them as well, thinking it would somehow, someway allow them a meeting with Martha, maybe the reporter couldn't be there physically but if Bruce Wayne wears this really nice piece of tech that'll record their conversation for their wonderful watchers, they'll be able to get a scoop!
It worked.
Bruce Wayne managed to get a meeting with her, and Martha Wayne?
Doesn't remember him.
"You seem... familiar." She said, almost as if she can't quite place exactly who Bruce Wayne was, like if meeting him for the first time but yet, at the same time, not.
Safe to say, after they were booted from the castle, they had a scoop to report.
Bruce is obviously doing it as an excuse to investigate the castle. See who is pretending to be his dead mother. Only? That... that's his mom. She's the EXACT age his mom was. Her hair is worn differently, her dress is different, but the abundance of plant life? The perfume? The same.
And no fake could EVER match the exact shade of those eyes.
Yet? She doesn't remember. Looks at him like she's trying to place the name of a near stranger. He's met ghosts. KNOWS that they forget. That the trauma of death can leave holes in their past. But... but it doesn't make it hurt less.
Why is she here? Why a castle? Where is his dad? She would NEVER leave him behind. Did someone BRING her here? Is this even HER castle?
He can barely breathe past the emotional pain, much less think. He's compromised and he knows it. There is one man he knows who can figure out what is HAPPENING. But so help him, if he touchs a hair on her head, Bruce will drown him in the Gotham bay.
He needs a Detective. An Occult Detective.
And they may be friends, but if he sleeps with Bruce's parents? John Constantine is a dead man.
Okay so I have an image in my mind here.
We'll have to go with Bruce being just Bruce and not showing up as Batman. But imagine if, when Bruce brings John Constantine over to investigate what happened to his mother, why she's in a castle, what happened to his dad and if someone forced her from beyond the grave.
It ends up being that Bruce is behind Sam while Sam holds out a hand with condensed magic at Constantine.
Why is Bruce behind Sam? Because Sam feels like she knows who this man is, even though the name keeps slipping from the tip of her tongue and she doesn't have any memories of him.
Why is she holding Constantine at magic point?
Because of his soul.
His soul is fragmented to hell and back and Sam doesn't even know how he's still living, and she can feel some very, very malevolent forces behind this man.
As soon as he stepped within her castle's grounds? Her magical wards went crazy, the entire castle itself seemed off put even.
This man was dangerous, and she wasn't taking any chances with him.
You could even say from an outward perspective that it looked like a mother's instinct to protect her child.
Considering all the tricks and puzzles of the castle defenses that were live streamed... Riddler is either intrigued or furiously jealous of his schtick being stolen and people praising the castle puzzles.
Riddler starts trying to get into the castle to challenge the puzzles to prove he's the best.
You know what would be funny?
If the downfall of the GIW and other anti-Ecto acts and organizations? Came about because of some long dead scholars pathological need to Be Right.
How? Would this work, you may ask? Oh, easily!
WIKIPEDIA.
Somebody is WRONG about FACTS. And that can not stand! You see, they were told... well, more OVERHEARD then anything else (during their annual and ongoing debate about EVERYTHING) from that...? Techmus? Fellow? Whomever he was.
They HEARD, there has been a MARVELOUS advancement in the realm of the Living! A collective knowledge repository! Imagine the possibilities! They must see it at ONCE!
I'm sorry, but the Pompeii one fucking sent me!
Like, what if it's the ghost of the guy that got demolished by a boulder to the face? Or the guy that died jacking it?
Danny drags the ghosts over to talk to the heroes. If he's going down they are too! No! He will not suffer the bat glare alone thank you very much! Now get out there and defend your actions!
Batman has not seen this many cork boards and string since the time he “investigated” Bernard Dowds house
Batman: So to recap. You have dead academics access to google. And don't think about how poorly that could go?
Danny: In my defence I haven't slept in three days. Also, it's not like they have access to nuclear codes or whatever! It's just wikipedia!
Batman: .... And there is no way to stop this?
Danny: Short of dismantling the portal in the basement? Good luck!
Ghost scholars noticed batman: WHAT IS A FURRY DOING HERE!! GET OUT WE EDUCATED PEOPLE ARE DISCUSSING HERE! *slam doors shut in front of the batman*
Danny: so am I still in trouble?
Batman. With the sudden exhaustion of babysitting ten toddlers for five days straight: no. I'll just.. leave..
Wonder Woman grabbing him by the shoulders to keep him in place.
WW: You mentioned a portal? We need to talk about that!
Danny:... You didn't know? There's like a whole government organisation dedicated to hunting and destroying the beings who come through!
Batman:.... We need details . Now. Please.
Just? IMAGINE the lab? Being COVERED by academics of every age and planet, YELLING and waving notes. These prim and proper looking people. Shoving to get access to The Comp-Uter. Because it's THEIR turn! You HAD your turn!
The world must know of their research!
All while a giant, green, rip in reality just... gently hums in the background. Letting in MORE shouting academics. Bruce spots several Martians. Diana spots her old history teacher. Looking younger then she can ever remember seeing her.
She gets her attention.
Her old teacher looks DELIGHTED. Oh look how you've GROWN! What are you doing in the Man's World, little warrior? Is that the LASSO!? By the Gods! What an honor! You always were destined for great things- *happily chatting*
Oh? The portal? No, no, not Tartarus nor the underworld. It's the Zone! I was quite confused myself, at first. You know of Lady Pandora? Yes, that one. Well apparently, sometimes we just... end up elsewhere! And the elsewhere is between ALLwheres! The Zone. It's been FASCINATING to study!
Which is why if SOMEBODY could get OFF the box device? I would like too PUBLISH my works like PLANNED! My sister's deserve to know of this! You are IMPEDING scientific PROGRESS!
*cacophonous arguments*
Bruce and Diana look at Danny. He is wearing fenton brand noise canceling headphones and asleep on the stairs. It's officially Not His Problem anymore. Fair. They DID sign up for this job. Bruce carries him upstairs and puts him on the couch, because sleeping on stairs is terrible for your back, young man.
Even if you DO have enviable, noodle-like, cat-esq, boneless sleeping techniques down pat. God, Bruce wishes he could do that. Boy is practically a liquid.
Time to clean up not just this house but the town AND the Goverment. Because of course it could just be a teen hacker. Why would their lives EVER be that simple?
.....is that a Yeti?
"no no they have to understand that I am gay" is yelled at least 12 times a minute and it is never the same person.
There will be a very smug random selection of known LGBT+ ghosts who are there. Floating smugly going, see. They knew I was gay. Because I made damn sure of it!
Anyway! Hello heroes! What do you want? Information on the portal? Give me a moment! Chief Frostbite knows more than I do! Yes he is going Phantom's healer you see!
Reminder, Clarks dad was in fact the scientist who discovered krypton would explode, and was repeatedly dismissed for trying to say as much. bet all the dead kryptonions should have listened to him!! do you believe him now?! he would absolutely try and publish the methods for ways to check and make sure your planets core isnt going to explode anytime soon, possibly with several theoretic variants accounting for the planets mineral structure according to beings of other planets hes met in the realms
Clark would lose his mind after finding that. He would head straight to Amity Park.
Clark: Hi. Is Jor-el around?
Ghosts mutter and drag Jor-el up to the front. Pushing him over. No you have a living looking for you! My turn on the computer!
Clark: Hi. Um. I'm Kal-el. Hello Father.
Jor-el: You survived! You made it! Where did you end up? Have you been well? Have you found the repository I created!
Clark: I landed on Earth. And was taken in my a couple who couldn't have children. Would you like to visit them?
ho, oh no, this is absolutely going to be a "never meet your heroes" situation with clark and his dad
It's going to be interesting for sure. To learn his Dad was just. Some guy. Not some perfect being. But hey, everyone has to go through that at some point right?
Okay but also the reason why Jor-El's research was refused was that Krypton at the time was culturally and politically an even more extreme version of USA at the height of the pandemic with Trump as the president. He and a lot of other ghosts would be so upset at Earth's politics, and now that they're dead they've got all the time in the world to reform it into a better version, once they actually come to an agreement on what that would look like.
And then you've got all the scientists that either died before their research could be published or continued their studies after death, and they've got a way to actually share said knowledge with the living now! There's no way that they're passing up this opportunity, and they have definitely already stolen copies of the blueprints to the Fenton portal so that if it's every closed they can open another one from their side!
Now the Justice League (and the world) have to deal with a flood of politics and science to go along with the history, and it's utter chaos.
Don’t forget the artists.
Da Vinci is still trying to figure out how to explain in small words that he didn’t hide aliens in his paintings.
Tim(age 8) finds a deaged Danny(age 6) on the street and just kinda...brings him home. When his parents ask about him both Danny and Tim give them this confused look like; "This is your second son? He's been here since he was born?" And they both flounder before going; "Oh yes! Right! Lia- Mar- Dam-" until Danny finally goes; "Daniel." And they're like; "Of course! Daniel! Our darling son! How is school?"
And anyway thats how two children gaslit two adults into believing they had a second kid so that one child wouldn't be lonely and the other child would get a home.
Damian throws a dagger at Tim's back and his shadow swallows it.
Tim turns around and says "that's mine now"
Damian can't complain, because that would be admitting that he tried to kill Tim again.
When Phantom finally reveals himself, he uses one of Damian's old daggers to pick his teeth when no-one is watching.
hot take incoming but: I think I figured out why people shitting on Americans as a joke bothers me from the perspective of a black guy because like, it kinda erases how the culture of America is specifically built off of black and brown people, specifically black folks, native folks, and Latino folks and to try to erase that feels weird. this country is racist and horrible in every way imaginable so I see why people especially folks outside of America hate it, but to kinda categorize all Americans as white burger eating demons feels really weird to me? again as a black dude.
like, this also ties into so-called progressive leftist categorizing the entirety of the American Southern states as racist bigoted hillbillies which is not only erasing the majority of southern people of color and queer people (MAINLY BLACK PEOPLE) but it also feels disgustingly classist.
so yeah, it's ok to criticize America for its faults and how it fails its people and others around them absolute dogshit country, but could y'all do it in a way that doesn't feel like erasing the people of color who contributed to this country's culture or trying to separate that from American culture because that's just racism or being straight up FATPHOBIC.
it makes me uncomfortable how so many black and brown people have ingrained their cultures into America only for someone (probably a white person from the fucking UK) to water America down to Burger USA flag country that's only white and white only.
Please stop trigger tagging with #epilepsy tw/cw/warning/etc.
I need every single person to understand how horrible tumblr’s tagging system is
I go into the tag for epilepsy and its all flashing lights. We can’t use our own tag because people without epilepsy fill it up with improper warnings.
Use ‘flashing’ in place of ‘epilepsy’ in your tags. You aren’t warning people of epileptics, you’re warning us of flashing lights. Please please tag properly. Epileptics say this endlessly and constantly and it’s ignored. You are risking lives by doing this.
Here’s proof of what I mean:
THIS POST IS 100% OKAY TO REBLOG, I ENCOURAGE PEOPLE WITHOUT EPILEPSY TO ESPECIALLY DO SO!
And if you’re in the notes or tags telling us to “just get a new tag”
Fuck You