Being Someone Who Read Under The Red Hood And Came Out With The Firm Belief That, For Jason, It's Not

Reblog to make it die faster

My cat haunts my house like a small Victorian ghost. I do not see him… but i sense him. He is always just in the corner of my eye but bever when i turn. The offerings I put out for him are eaten, despite the fact i have never seen him eat.

He is such a curious little creature.

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

In my brain Elliot has major one sided beef with Shane but this whole time Shane has just thought he was matching his energy and now Shane thinks they are besties and Elliot wants him dead.

Shipping fictional characters isn’t representative of your moral values. It’s representative of your particular psychic damage and the themes and motifs that haunt you. Hope this helps.

i love watching my silly murder shows where the main guy is all like; "im a sociopath and evil" but really they're just autistic

I know we’ve already said it a bunch but it really is so funny to think about Hannibal as this legendary serial killer who no one suspected and could’ve kept getting away with his crimes if not for one sweaty fbi dog man that likes fishing

Two different types of dads

You ever black out and then its two days later you have an exam at 9:30am tomorrow morning but suddenly youre fully immersed in a new fandom.

I bring a certain “Bruce and Dick should be allowed to be and always have been a non-standard dynamic. That’s the point—that in everyone who’s ever lived they, in a one-in-a-billion chance, found eachother and found home in the other. Not through blood or nuclear (family) labels, but in the recognition that “you’re just like me” and all that that encapsulates in it’s ambiguity” vibe to the function that a lot of batfamers don’t love