There Is No Prize To Perfection… Only An End To Pursuit.

sorry i didn’t answer your message im consumed by a grief that never leaves me and everything feels pointless and agonizing, i have nothing funny or uplifting to say and have spent my days sitting in a dark room grappling with a deep seated emptiness i cannot explain or fill, i hope you’re doing well though talk soon

hanging from the meat hook all by yourself, handsome?

rewatching the under the red hood movie and i gotta say as much as i love jason’s speech to bruce about how mad he is that the joker’s still alive, i still maintain that a severely underrated speech in this movie is from ra’s when he’s talking to bruce and in essence says ‘yeah so i hired the joker to distract you which was my bad because he totally went overboard and killed your son :/ and i felt so guilty i decided not to try and fight you anymore and then i stole your son’s corpse and tried to revive him via lazarus pit so i could like. make amends. except that was also my bad because we fucked that one up real good and when he came back out BOY was he weird in the head. killed my guys and then fucking jumped out a window and we lost him. my bad. and i thought he’d died again but apparently he’s in gotham and is like. totally destroying your whole lives which again, my bad. shouldn’t have tried to help. sorry about that. i’ll just stay out of your business from now on.’ which is actually the funniest characterisation of ra’s i’ve ever seen

The Man Who Would Be King

Hey bitches. Let’s fuck Monday hard

[guy who doesnt watch shows voice] yeah ive been meaning to watch that show

your racist uncle just bathed in dragons blood, rendering his flesh impenetrable by blade or bullet. luckily some divine force, call it entropy, pulled a leaf from its branch and let it rest on your uncles shoulder blade as he was bathing. you know what to do. find this spot, and drive the electronic turkey carver through it. it is your destiny