I Think Completely By Accident, Members Of The JLA Realize That Making Bruce Hold Their Baby Pretty Much

I'm always obsessed with father daughter relationships in comics does that say anything about my emotionally unavailable father

hot priest resurrecting bobby nash reblog if you agree

seeing people on twitter call buck “clifford the big red bisexual” and remembering clifford only grew so big because he was loved so hugely and unconditionally by emily elizabeth. and thinking about twinky lonely season one buck who’d just joined the 118. versus big beautiful beefcake season 8 buck after nearly a decade with bobby, hen, and chim, with his sister, with eddie and chris. so yeah, clifford the big red bisexual growing and growing and growing because their love for him is so damn big.

love the way wind breaker takes its time fleshing out sakura's development every arc— his character in general, especially when it comes to how his past experiences have shaped him to be the person the makochi folks meet, and the person he's becoming with the help of their love and guidance.

(sakura-centric ramble incoming)

except for hints here and there, there is no expository backstory reveal as of yet — the way we got the one for umemiya — but from his monologues alone, and the way his friends notice the little things that reveal how deep-rooted his issues are, that regardless of whatever the specifics are, they (and the readers, by extension) can tell this is a child who has been neglected and abused for a long time. because. you don't always need a 'backstory reveal' to know what is already being revealed through his actions and his reactions — it's. all. in. the. little. things. it's 'show don't tell' done right, and so right it really squeezes those tears out of your eyes, ahah.

his flustered reaction to even the slightest of warmth and kindness. the way he doesn't know how to use chopsticks or a spoon. till bofurin, the only 'contact' he had on his phone was the weather, that was literally all he used his phone for. isolation induced hyper-independence to the point that he's never felt the warmth of another person's touch except for fights.

and fear, that intense fear that paralyses him at the thought of being rejected by his classmates, because this is the first time he's letting people in; the constant, constant fear that haunts him as he tries his best to adjust to this new, loving and warm environment he's found himself in.

his living condition — the small dingy and empty room — in itself a blaring metaphor for his desolate mental state. just like suo says it in his smartphone analogy, sakura has had to fend for himself for so long that now that he finally has people who care for him, he does not know what to do with all that love and affection and trust and goodwill. it's all so, so foreign to him, and that's what scares him so much, and it's just so heartbreaking.

(heartwarming too because now he's truly found a family who won't leave his side no matter what, who are there to help him learn what it's like to love and be loved. augh)

that's why i love it all the more how they are all so straightforward and direct in displaying their affection for sakura— be it the playful teasing, their compliments, or the more emotional moments where they let him know he's not alone. because he needs that. for someone who has spent his whole life being rejected and denied, now that he has found people who love him, he needs that constant assurance spelled out to him.

this panel right here. is the most precious thing ever

We always joked with Hamilton that Alexander Hamilton was haunting Lin.

Epic has something similar except it’s Hermes nor Odysseus and he’s not just bothering Jay but haunting ALL OF US with his catchy songs.

They should really warn you before getting into Epic that you may experience Hermes himself in your head while you're trying to sleep going "wouldn't you like a taste of the power" over and over and over again.

Favourite ship dynamic: no one truly knows what exactly is going on between the two characters, including the characters themselves. But whatever it is, it's written in the fabric of the universe.

The one who is all (I love her so so much)

Me and my friend working on a joint blog on my computer.

Me: I'm going onto tumblr on my phone. Because tiny tumblr is different from big tumblr.