It Gets To The Point Where Reporters Start Asking The Rest Of The Batfam About It Cuz They Can’t Get

GUYS

Lucy Gray should be proud to know she haunted that evil man every damn day of his fucking miserable life

au (or alternate multiverse? amu?) where every version of someone’s soul is connected and interlinked, so when natasha and gamora died for the soul stone, it killed every version that ever was, is, or will be of them

and peeta was the song for the mockingjay to sing

This YouTube comment has been on my mind since I finished SOTR so this is what I came up with:

Lucy Gray was the mockingbird, living on the outskirts of district 12 and was there at the wrong time when they were forced to stay there after the Dark Days. They were subjected to the Capitol’s politics despite not being a part of Panem, technically speaking. Lucy Gray became part of the Games and, likewise, the mockingbird became affiliated with the Capitol through the jabberjay’s release into the woods, but it still continued to sing its own song.

Haymitch was the jabberjay, a Capitol tool that did what it had to in order to survive. The Capitol thought they could control them, but they retaliated in the form of rebellion. Haymitch refused to be a piece in their game and tried to end it, and the jabberjay, in the eyes of the Capitol, created a freak of nature that showed the Capitol’s lack of complete control.

Katniss was the mockingjay, a slap in the face of the Capitol, something that was never meant to exist. Together, the song of the mockingbird that lived on for generations and the stubbornness of the jabberjay that refused to die, the mockingjay had the best of both worlds. It was a symbol of rebellion and unity.

this template but with spider-man to cure my art block

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y'all Northern folks found out a very simplified version of "bless your heart" and then stomped like... everything else into the ground. honestly i get very tired of people's assumptions about the south. most of it is rooted in classism and ignorance that just gets annoying really quick. every time i have to sit through "haha southern accent funny" in media (different when it's with friends and we're riffing with each other) i feel another part of me die

started writing a fic js like this last month gonna release it someday trust 🙏

after Dick being less than happy with being Jason’s older brother for so many years, i think Jason finding out about Damian and deciding fuck it it’s HIS turn to terrorise a younger sibling would be so funny. Damian is so sick of this man. Jason doesn’t even get to try having a secret identity because upon seeing him in Gotham Damian gets so tired so quickly that he outs him without thinking.

Batman: who are you?

Red Hood: *opens his mouth to say some kind of mysterious threat*

Robin, landing on the roof: Batman, i have successfully- OH GOD FUCK JASON NO. NO. GO HOME. GO BACK TO MOM. NO. NO.

Batman:

Red Hood:

Robin, turning to Batman: TELL HIM TO GO AWAY HE’S GOING TO START PUTTING SALT IN MY WATER AGAIN

Batman: …Jason?

Red Hood: Damian you little bitch i’ll put hair dye in your shampoo for this

im so jealous of people who grew up in their childhood home. what do you mean your first and 18th birthday cakes are on the same dining table? your second grade math and your high school physics done in the same living room? your bedroom shifting through each phase of your life?