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favorite thing about tumblr is having a fandom in law. no i haven't watched this show and i'm not planning to. but my moot is having fun!! look how much they love it!!! i'm supportive from the sidelines!

papayafromtv

goodie two-shoes newly adopted jason todd is one of the funniest fucking things to come out of the batfamily fandom, actually. y’all remember that episode of the office us where dwight gets fired and the day afterwards micheal is all sad like ‘why haven’t the cleaning ladies arranged the toys in my office and watered my plants?’ and everybody tells him ‘no dwight used to do that.’ ? in the funniest way possible i want this to be bruce and jason.

jason todd who was such a sweet eager-to-please kid. he literally adored bruce for taking him in and letting him be robin, so he was doing literally anything he could think of to make his adoption worthwhile to bruce. being the model student at school, keeping his room immaculately clean, training as much as he could--the enthusiasm was genuinely baffling to bruce, who up until that point had only ever dealt with dick motherfucking grayson as a child under his care. at first he thought something was wrong with jason, or that he was covering something up. alfred had to pull him aside after a few months just like 'no he's genuinely this much of a people pleaser, master bruce. this isn't an act'. they had no idea what to do with this kid.

bruce doesn't even know most of the stuff jason does, he just assumes these little things Happen to Happen, and doesn't consider that it isn't alfred or that it might not be a coincidence. he counts himself lucky that jason is a well behaved kid and doesn't look too far into the details of how far that behaviour goes. so through the years after jason's death, bruce is genuinely just... fucking baffled.

"alfred, why did you stop making those little smoothie pots and leaving them in the fridge for my breakfasts? i really liked them, but you never have them anymore."

"...what smoothie pots?"

"the ones you always left in the door of the fridge for me, with the post-it notes telling me to have a good morning."

"i have never made you a smoothie pot, master bruce. i fear this was another of jason's little habits."

"...shit."

"indeed."

"so you don't know how to make these smoothie pots?"

like- i want jason to have literally been doing the most random fucking stuff you can think of. he was organising bruce's sock drawer, watering the plants in the downstairs bathroom, stapling together all the WE files in bruce's office so that bruce wouldn't misplace any of them. he was going above and beyond to make bruce's life as easy as possible in any way he could think of for YEARS, and he did it all so quietly that bruce never noticed until jason wasn't around anymore and all of a sudden his life was real fuckin' inconvenient and he had no idea why.

i just think it would be funny if red hood does a big identity reveal in front of all the bats and bruce just instantly bursts into tears in jason's arms weeping about how 'alfred let the fern die and they had to buy a new mop bucket because nobody knew where jason had stored it last' and jason is just. very confused holding a sobbing batman because he genuinely forgot that he used to do any of that stuff. meanwhile dick's in the background next to tim and he's just like 'so were you the one that organised the west attic? 'cause tim thinks it was the spirit of thomas wayne and we've been arguing about it for six months.'

bonus points if the league of assassins comes into it because at some point talia comes to visit damian and her and bruce get to chatting about jason, and bruce gets all teary and fond as he waxes poetic about how amazing and helpful jason was as a kid living around the manor, all the stuff he used to do, and then he turns to talia to ask what he was like living with her and she looks at him with the eyes of a long-dead veteran to tell him 'within his first two months he'd blown up two watchtowers, taught damian to call us all slurs in six different languages, and shaved a strip of my father's hair off while he was asleep. over his time with us he has personally contributed to the creation of ninety-three new rules around the compound, and the day before he left for gotham i personally watched him set fire to one of our helicopters.' and then there's just a really awkward period of silence because bruce has no idea what to say to that because HIS time with jason was fuckin great.

papayafromtv

do you guys think Jason takes advantage of the fact that he has so many underage vigilante siblings by telling them to secret shopper his goons and check that they adhere to the 'no selling to kids' rule? because i do and i think each child fucks up the job in their own spectacular way.

Nightwing, landing on a rooftop where Red Hood's speaking to one of his subordinates: yo, Hood, what's going on?

Jason: hey. just getting the report for that secret shopper thing i was gonna do with the Wayne kids.

Subordinate: yeah... uh, why are Bruce Wayne's kids taking part in this again?

Jason, without missing a beat: because non of their neighbours need their laws mowed and Brucie says it's important for kids their ages to start learning the responsibility of having a job. anyway, Damian was up tonight, right? who was he buying from, 'cause i already know they failed.

Subordinate: yeah, Rick let the kid buy from him, so he needs to be punished i guess. bought two eighths of weed and an ounce of coke without Rick even blinking.

Jason, frowning: yeah, call that guy up for me to 'speak' to-

Jason:

Jason: wait Damian bought what?

Subordinate: ...two eighths of weed and an ounce of coke?

Jason:

Dick: what's wrong?

Jason, shooting off a grapple: that little shit only gave me back the weed-

Jason: *crying with laughter in the middle of the street*

Dick, landing nearby: ...you ok Hood?

Jason: *wheezing*

Duke, faintly, from Jason's phone: ITS NOT FUNNY.

Dick: what's happened?

Jason: Duke- *wheeze* Duke was supposed to do his secret shopper assignment tonight, but he didn't read the memo properly and tried to buy from a group of four of my guys as Signal instead of himself,

Duke: -SHUT UP JASON.

Jason: *still struggling to breathe* so he- so he rocked up and asked to buy as Signal, and my guys all assumed he was arresting them for possession,

Dick: oh my god.

Jason: they dropped him everything they fucking had and bolted, and now he's panicking on the other end of Crime Alley because four peoples' entire product inventory is too much for him to carry in one go and he's scared of leaving any behind for kids to wander across, so he's- *collapses into more laughter*

Dick, in awe: he's just stuck guarding it?!

Duke, from Jason's phone, incredibly distressed: THE RATS ARE CIRCLING IN. I'M NOT USUALLY OUT THIS LATE. SOMEBODY NEEDS TO COME AND FUCKING HELP ME-

Jason: *loses it*

Dick: hey, Tim did his secret shopper thing tonight, right? how'd that go?

Jason: *head in his hands*

Dick: ...did the guy fail?

Jason, muffled: no.

Dick: then what happened?

Jason: i had him try to buy from the same guy as Damian, to see if he'd 'learned his lesson', and he refused to sell to Tim point blank.

Dick: ok...?

Jason: but then Tim got offended that he'd sold to Damian and not him, so he pulled a gun on the guy and robbed him instead.

Dick:

Dick: the fuck did he get a gun from-

Jason: i don't fucking know Dick.

*Dick and Jason getting food on patrol when Steph calls Jason*

Steph: so i did the thing and it didn't work but i don't think it didn't work because i'm a kid.

Jason: ...what do you mean?

Steph: well i walk up to these two guys and ask to buy, right? and they say sure, what do you want? and i go 'four', and these guys say 'four what' and i'm like ??? the fuck do you think? four drugs. and-

Jason: *puts his head in his hands as Dick chokes on his hotdog*

Steph: -they look at me like i'm the fucking idiot, like, you should know how to count if you're gonna be a drug dealer, it's not like you guys have cash registers to help you out, right? and they start arguing with me and telling me that clearly i'm already high—which, fuck you guys, my makeup is awesome tonight, i do not look like i did it while high, how dare you! so i said maybe they're high and i should call their boss and snitch for stealing his supply, and they were like 'nuh uh blondie, nuh uh!' all mocking and shit, so i kicked one guy in the balls and the other guy grabbed me and now they won't let me leave until i prove that you sent me.

Jason:

Dick: *crying*

Steph, brightly: so yeah, if you could come pick me up~

Jason: i hate all of you.

Mine was buried even deeper, under Devices -> Typing -> How AI has helped you.

(Spoiler: it hadn't helped me. But it was on by default.)

agardenandlibrary

I should be able to both read for 8hrs a night and sleep for 8hrs a night. That I cannot is very rude and, frankly, poor design.

papayafromtv

realistically the funniest way to get tim and kon together is if kon starts hanging out and spending a lot of nights at the manor just bcs he doesn’t yet have the greatest relationship with clark and finds it more peaceful away from home, until eventually he’s joking around like ‘cmon bruce cant you just adopt me so i never have to go back? i do not like him!’ but bruce is so overtired from working a case for two weeks straight that he just dead-eyed walks past and goes ‘no i can’t do that, you clearly have the hots for tim and i refuse to have any more brushes with adoptive incest in this family. you have to go the long way round and become my kid through marriage.’ and then leaves while kon just freezes and a previously-oblivious tim chokes on his cereal.

papayafromtv

The long way round. (12505 words) by papayafromtv Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Batfamily Members & Kon-El | Conner Kent, Jon Lane Kent & Kon-El | Conner Kent, Clark Kent & Kon-El | Conner Kent Characters: Tim Drake (DCU), Kon-El | Conner Kent, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Jonathan Kent, Clark Kent Additional Tags: Clark Kent is Kon-El | Conner Kent's Parent, Well he tries to be, Kon-El | Conner Kent-centric, Kon-El | Conner Kent Loves Tim Drake, Tim Drake Loves Kon-El | Conner Kent, Kon-El | Conner Kent Needs a Hug, Oblivious Tim Drake (DCU), Jason Todd is a Menace, Good Sibling Damian Wayne, i just feel that's important, Good Parent Bruce Wayne, he'll just dad anything that walks through the front doors, clark is not in possession of this particular skill#, Dysfunctional Family, Jonathan Samuel Kent is a Ray of Sunshine, Past Stephanie Brown/Tim Drake, honestly the romance is not really that much a part of the fic, this is more just kon being adopted by all of tim's family members, while kon hides behind bruce wayne to avoid having to face his and clark's excuse for a relationship, Romantic Comedy, Comedy, Clark Kent Tries to Be a Good Parent, He could be worse Summary: "Yes," Tim laughed, eyes widening. "I'm just saying, you do have a family here if you ever want it. Bruce has an adoption problem anyway, he probably has the papers ready to go already. You're my best friend, …I-" He hesitated slightly, and Kon furrowed his brow. "It would be great to have a brother that's my age, right? We could be like twins!" And that was the point where the whole situation started to tilt sideways. ~ Kon wants two things in life: a family that doesn't feel like a chore, and Timothy Drake to never leave his side. Being a Wayne seems the most logical way to tick off both those wishes. The rest of the Waynes see Tim and Kon's obvious crushes on each other and decide to sit back and watch the car crash.

======== this is honestly just 12k of Kon-El being the secret fifth Wayne son, a fact which is consistently proven by the fact that he and Jason keep fucking fighting. my bad y'all

#this was beautiful to read #batman #batfam #batkids #batfamily

papayafromtv

the alternate ending for under the red hood where talia appears and just hands jason a baby damian sounds like something you would come up with. especially since jasons next line of thought was all sinister like "we'll tear down the wayne and the al ghuls together." do yk what im talking about?

god that whole thing was genuinely so funny and im SO disappointed they never went further than that open-ended scene. teen!dad jason and babian wayne is SUCH a god tier duo. even funnier was i’m fairly sure talia was still right fucking behind him when he was going on about that. like. can you fucking imagine.

talia straight hands jason her newborn son and is like ‘this is bruce’s son, damian. i think you should raise him.’ and jason takes this baby, looks at him for a beat, and then just loudly proclaims ‘DAMIAN? I THINK YOU AND I ARE GOING TO ABSOLUTELY FUCKING MURDER YOUR PARENTS.’

and talia’s just. a few steps away from him. face flat. just ‘genuinely what is your problem.’ like he’d had the kid three seconds.

she probably wanted damian back like. immediately. fully regretted it the second jason got that weird sinister grin but every time she tried to take the baby back he tightened his hold and turned around and wouldn’t let her grab him.

honestly that’s probably the funniest way we could get dad!jason to babian. he just refuses to put him down. can we just have zombified-post-lazarus jason not quite all-there in the head yet locking eyes with infant damian like a dog that gets attached to a big stick it finds in a forest.

zombie-jason follows talia around for two weeks while she holds damian just. staring at him. as if damian is his autistic hyperfixation or something. and talia gets so sick of it that eventually she’s just like ‘ok keeping the baby safe is not worth this hassle’ and lets jason hold him for a while.

he stops following talia around but she literally never gets damian back and thats it, she just doesn’t have a son anymore. she has to speak to ra’s later that month and it’s like

“daughter, how is my prized heir?”

“i lost him, you don’t have one anymore.”

“.what”

“i let jason hold him while i chopped an onion and now he wont put him down.”

“…and you can’t just take-“

“he bit me.”

“…”

“damian is no longer your heir.”

“i don’t have an heir?”

“you don’t have an heir.”

“…”

“i fucking told you not to let him in here and now look talia look at what you’ve-“

shadytail

We also figured out—the hard way—that the ancients probably cut each layer of linen to the proper shape before gluing them together. For our first linothorax, we glued together 15 layers of linen to form a one centimeter-thick slab, and then tried to cut out the required shape. Large shears were defeated; bolt cutters failed. The only way we were ultimately able to cut the laminated linen slab was with an electric saw equipped with a blade for cutting metal. At least this confirmed our suspicion that linen armor would have been extremely tough. We also found out that linen stiffened with rabbit glue strikes dogs as in irresistibly tasty rabbit-flavored chew toy, and that our Labrador retriever should not be left alone with our research project.

krakenartificer

I love this in every way possible. What is it from? Where can I read more?

blackcatphysics

The pitfalls of experimental archaeology and puppies.

shrewreadings

link to source:

“Unraveling the Linothorax Mystery, or how Linen Armor Came to Dominate our Lives.”

https://jhupress.wordpress.com/2013/04/24/unraveling-the-linothorax-mystery-or-how-linen-armor-came-to-dominate-our-lives/

biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist

holy shit read the article. it’s short but wild

mounmantaka

We found that even more of a threat than rain was one’s own sweat on a hot day. So, yes, it does need waterproofing, both inside and out. We did a number of experiments along those lines, and found that rubbing a block of beeswax over all sides of the armor provided nice waterproofing. It also makes the armor smell nice! When you wear it for a couple hours, your own body heat softens the glue a bit and makes it conform to your body shape, so it is much more comfortable to wear than rigid types of armor. Our reconstructions weighed about 10 pounds–about one third the weight of bronze armor that would provide the same degree of protection.

Honey i gotta go to war… not to smell my bee armor or hang with the boys or anything no.. uhh we need to uh do war things?

thefibrarchaeologist

#i've definitely read this before and i've probably reblogged it before but like.#no one in this thread is mentioning that they actually shot someone with an actual arrow in this armor.#they were like 'we've got to test this in practice' and instead of getting a mannequin or something they had an actual person wear it.

They what?

classicslesbianopinions

from the article:

While all of this mayhem (both scientifically controlled and free-form) convinced us that our linothorax was ancient-battlefield-ready, we still felt compelled to try a real-life scenario, so Scott donned the armor and Greg shot him. And while we had confidence in our armor, our relief was still considerable when the arrowhead stuck and lodged in the armor’s outer layers, a safe distance away from flesh.

a good life-size mannequin is expensive but i guarantee it would've cost way less than they were spending on all that linen.

dr-dendritic-trees

Academics are just like that.

smis-happens

New meme:

type in “I’m” in the tags and use the first tag that appears

#i’m just a girl #… okay then #kinda boring #good song tho

papayafromtv

no actually you know what? i'm thinking that the whole joke of 'Damian calls Jason his younger brother because Jason's age reset in the pit' is very very good. but i want more.

Damian will die on the hill that Jason Peter Todd is his son, and he takes no arguments on the matter.

listen i just really like those AU's where Jason is practically comatose/zombie-like when he first comes out of the pit, especially when Talia then assigns him as Damian’s protector because the only muscle-memory instinct Jason keeps is 'protect those smaller than him', because i really like the dynamic of Damian then having to be the one that takes up the mantle of helping Jason with everything he doesn't remember how to do.

Damian spends all day every day with Jason at his side. he washes Jason, dresses him, teaches him how to walk and move again, to speak and communicate, write and draw; and because Jason is Damian's bodyguard, he follows Damian around like a lost puppy. to Jason he's just slowly coming back to himself as a person while doing his job by protecting this kid--but Talia never told Damian that Jason was his protector, she just told Damian to keep Jason alive. And so everything Jason does, in Damian's mind (especially with the added context of Damian teaching him how to be alive again) is the actions of a vulnerable being looking to their guardian out of comfort. and of course, nobody else would fit the bill of guardian but Damian, the person who is practically raising Jason from re-birth.

Jason follows Damian around the compound because he knows he needs to protect Damian--Damian sees this as Jason wandering around after the only person he feels safe with, the person who looks after him, his guardian.

Jason watches over Damian while he trains with his tutors--Damian knows it must be scary for a child to be left alone in a place such as the compound; it's only natural for Jason to prefer watching his father train than be alone.

Jason takes care of Damian, ensuring he eats and sleeps--well Damian raised Jason by doing those same things, it's only natural that his child pick up on the only love language he is exposed to, trying to turn it onto his parent.

it goes on and on and on; everything Jason does with the mindset of looking after his new baby brother, Damian takes as a son showing appreciation for his father. it takes like. a solid six months for Jason to be self aware enough to clock that Damian is literally calling him 'son' and 'my child' and by then it's too late. Damian absolutely will not let it go.

i imagine it's one of those things where like, Jason tried to argue it at first but Damian was really insistent, and eventually Jason gave up because it was like 'what the hell, it's not like the kid has much that sparks joy in his life anyway, might as well give him this' and starts ignoring it, letting it happen. and then after a while he realises how much it seems to agitate Talia and Ra's and the whole thing becomes kinda funny so he starts calling Damian 'dad' and 'old man' and this delights Damian which encourages him even further and the whole thing just kinda ends up being one of those jokes that you go along with for so long that it's not even that funny anymore and you just do it out of instinct.

like--to be clear Jason is still the mental guardian figure out of the two of them, and he takes care of Damian. it's just that Damian's in complete denial about this and instead chooses to believe it's the other way around, which Jason lets him believe because it's kinda funny to watch peoples reaction to it. like at dinner, when one of the servants will bring out some kind of dessert and Jason will just turn to Damian and go 'can i have dessert now?' and Damian will look at his plate and say 'finish your potatoes' and Jason will sigh before listening. to Damian this is normal, and he does this because of course Jason would look to him for permission, that's his child; meanwhile Jason is watching Talia stare at them both across the table like she's about to call a fucking exorcist and internally he is just Busting The Fuck Up just waiting for the moment Damian decides it's his bedtime.

i also just wanna point out how funny this would be in Gotham, when Bruce takes in his biological son who for some reason seems to HATE him but refuses to say why and after a couple months of Damian treating him like dirt to the point where even Tim and Dick are confused he finally gets Damian to tell him what the fuck he did and Damian is just like 'you are the reason my son is in such mental pain.' and Bruce is just like.

what.

"did mother not tell you you are a grandfather?"

"w- NO??? YOU'RE ELEVEN WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE A FATHER- ARE YOU OK?"

"of course. i consented to being my child's father from the beginning."

"ELEVEN YEAR OLDS AREN'T ALLOWED TO CONSENT TO THAT."

and Bruce is. having a fucking panic attack about the whole thing until eventually they run into Red Hood on patrol and Damian straight-faced tells him that this 200+ lbs clearly adult man is the grandson in question and he just fucking. mentally checks out for about 20 minutes.

for the record Jason has never been so excited in his life. he fully intends on coming around the manor in-mask twice a week from now on just so he can call Bruce 'grandfather' and Dick 'uncle' while they stare at him like he's the fucking predator from Predator.

meanwhile Tim found Jason's 'baby book' under Damian's bed like a week ago which is comprised of just photos of Jason at sixteen years old, identity visible clear as day, doing shit like training, trying to figure out how to use the stove, practicing spelling, throwing spit balls at Ra’s; all taken by seven year old Damian that are marked as 'my son's first year <3', and he was genuinely so fucking baffled about how the fuck things could have spiralled to this specific point that he's just decided to go along with it and pretend he doesn't know. that is not his fucking circus, keep those monkeys away from him.

papayafromtv

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Roy Harper/Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Roy Harper Characters: Jason Todd, Roy Harper, Tim Drake (DCU), Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Koriand'r (DCU) Additional Tags: Jason Todd-centric, Jason Todd and Damian Wayne Meet in the League of Assassins, but its just mentioned in passing, Protective Damian Wayne, Of Jason, A lot - Freeform, Jason Todd is a Batfamily Member, Jason Todd is a Menace, Roy Harper is Arsenal, Roy Harper is a Little Shit, Roy Harper Loves Jason Todd, Minor Roy Harper/Jason Todd, i say minor because the relationship isn’t necessarily real, its a marriage of convenience and boredom mostly, it just kinda spiralled, Protective Dick Grayson, Implied/Referenced Sex, but none actually on screen just. implied and joked about, Minor Roy Harper/Koriand'r/Jason Todd, in the past, Comedy, Romantic Comedy, nothing is ever taken seriously, like usual for me Summary:

“We’ve literally never hid it?!” Jason had tried to argue at one point, pacing back and forth in front of the batcomputer while Roy spun around in lazy circles on the wheelie chair and Damian sat cross-legged on top of the desk, eyeing him with distaste. Tim scoffed from his place leaning on one of the platform railings and Jason whirled to continue to deny him. “But we haven’t! I mean- fuck’s sake, he calls me sweetheart like, ninety percent of the time! We flirt constantly, he always cuddles into me when we sit next to each other, and every time Roy has to crash at the manor we share rooms! How do you not pick up that that isn’t a joke?!“

"THATS WHAT YOU TWO ARE LIKE ANYWAY,” Tim yelled back at him, fed up.

Drunk, thinking it was funny and (mostly) wanting to piss Dick off, Jason and Roy end up in a wedding chapel in Vegas. The problem starts when they get so drunk that they forget to follow through with the rest of their ‘pissing Dick off’ grand scheme and a year later they finally realise that… they forgot to tell anyone they got married.

It becomes a game.

papayafromtv

NEW FIC!!!! JAYROY SECRET MARRIAGE FINALLY FINISHED!!!! it was supposed to be like 6k, but clearly… clearly i fucked that one up huh. apologies.

#i have accidentally fallen into the batman fandom #bc of this author and they’re beautiful beautiful brain #literally makes me cackle out loud to read

changelingcoded

keep getting glimpses into an alternate timeline where plurality is more normalized and you can buy shitty tshirts and mugs about it

blixandco

Like this?

inkskinned

you know what? fuck it, man. the world is held in the fists of people who like to break things. at this point i’m saying who gives a shit. wear that victorian dress you don’t have an excuse for. dress up like a witch, pointed hat and all. who cares anymore. why worry about it when there’s bigger stuff to worry on. i’m saying. yeah, this lipstick is too dark, wanna share? i’m saying go talk to her, tell her that you like her hair. i’m saying she’s out of my league but i’m still swinging, i’m saying yeah i’m in a ballgown and it’s a pta meeting. what about it. eat the extra brownie, tell her your feelings. i’m saying if nothing matters than we might as well give nothing meaning.

inkskinned

#i’m saying if existence is a void at least i’m going down screaming.

it’s been 9 years since i wrote this. i was experiencing 24/7 anxiety so badly that i needed serious medication. these days in the back of my car is an “emergency party box.” when people admit they no longer really celebrate their birthday; i tell them to put the sash on and queue up kesha, we’re going bowling or something. these days i can’t spin around without finding something i am enamored with. these days i list 3 things i’m grateful for before i fall asleep. you’re probably one of them, just by virtue of you existing.

at the time i wrote this, i was suffering through a severe panic attack literally every night. i tortured my brother with constant 2 AM calls just to hear someone else breathing, because i couldn’t be alone in the silence.

i rarely wish i was still 23 even though ironically i had more hope back then. what i can tell you is this: i love the same way, but bigger now. i’ve worn the velvet cape to several business meetings. i spent thursday in a crop top without caring what my stomach looked like.

i told her i like her; i often dress as a witch. i still got glass in my foot this morning. i’ve kissed maybe a thousand people since then and met a million more than that; passing like the shadow of a hammerhead in trains and planes and buses.

i saw you, beloved, there, maybe, on platform in south station. you didn’t speak, but you said: i struggle to give the nothing meaning. the nothing fills up everything. it is just loud and yellowed panicked silence. i can’t stop shaking.

on the roof, birds curl together against the chilled spring wind. the sky outside of the craft store was an iridescent pink. the nothing already had meaning; you are giving it meaning by witnessing.

the act of living, beloved: it’s just decoding how to translate it.

ravioliet

freak4freak is always so awesome but another character dynamic that i think is really great is freak vs freak. you're the only person who understands me and i'm the only person who understands you. unfortunately this also does not stop either of us from hating each other and in fact it might even make everything significantly worse for everyone involved