i'm going to regret being up this late

nyxwings  asked:

So I reread Son of Batman today... And the baby Goliath scene never ceases to make me tear up. But then something occurred to me, why didn't Damian strike down Goliath as he killed his family? All his other targets and enemies have always fought back, no matter how feeble. Damian can't bring himself to kill someone that isn't hurting him back.

I love the whole “R:SOB” comic especially that issue because it shows that Damian always had some good in him, even before the Batfamliy “Tamed” him (I hate when people refer to it as that)

The way I see it that scene was the straw that broke the camel’s back, Damian has been in a year long journey doing all kind of horrible stuff for TLOS and the Goliath ordeal was the last one and it was just then that it hit him that there was absolutely no reason whatsoever beside “that’s was what I have been told to do” and I guess the realization was too much for him and he just fell and started crying. 

Also not everyone caught the parallels:

It seems to like Damian was projecting himself into Goliath, the things he’s saying here to Goliath seems like things he has most likely heard while growing up with the league so in his mind Goliath is supposed to fight back and continue this killing cycle but of course Goliath just:

Instead he showed him that sometimes even an animal could have more empathy than some humans and you can see in the last panel the mix of regret,shame,guilt and unsureness was too much for Damian that he just couldn’t go through with killing him.

Radtron Squad List

A kinda (not really but ehhhh) official list of the members of Radtron curated by @kalteswagger (why am I tagging us? We may never know.)

@drurad: The druids in sunglasses

@bayarad: The blue bayard in sunglasses 

@radxa: Acxa in sunglasses

@ezorad: Ezor in sunglasses

@nyma-in-shadies: Nyma in sunglasses

@voltron-shaydes: Shay in sunglasses

@zarkophagus: Zarkon in sunglasses

@poker-thace: Thace in sunglasses

@glasstron: Voltron in sunglasses

@volbooty-shades: Voltron butts with sunglasses (I never thought I’d type that sentence in my life)

@iversun-rays​: Iverson in sunglasses

@koolaidkeith​: Keith in sunglasses

@vld-prorad​: Prorok in sunglasses

@allu-rad​: Allura in sunglasses

@vld-fabulions​: Voltron Lions in sunglasses (who I thought was dead. huh. Welcome back!)

@rad-ti​: Narti in sunglasses

@general-acezor: Ezor in sunglasses (I think so at least. Just going off the name. If this information is incorrect, please let me know!)

@ulradz: Ulaz in sunglasses

@vrepit-swag: Galra Soldiers in sunglasses

@dorkytron: The Dorks™ in sunglasses

@swole-gane: Shiro’s…..chest….with sunglasses

That’s all the people I have thus far! If you’d like to be added to the list, it’s not too late! Send an ask to us with your username, comment on this post, or somehow get my attention and I’ll add you!

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EDIT:  @suave-slav: Slav in sunglasses

anonymous asked:

(Prompt anon here!!!) oh yes this Halloween prompt would work perfectly in an AU universe! I was thinking about a story where Kala is all excited about Halloween and Wolfie isn’t so she decides to go out alone with the squad because he doesn’t want to dress up but then he regrets it and surprises her! I must admit that I love when they’re partying in a club! and if you want to add some smut then that’s like.... completely alright believe me ahah even better! Thank you dear!

A/N: I’m so sorry for this being so late darling! I hope you enjoy reading xx

Here is the ao3 link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12588944


Felix blanched at his words, eyes widening and his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. Wolfgang resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Instead, he raised a challenging eyebrow in response, kept his face stoic and calm. He appraised the scene in front of him: Felix, donned in a faded black muscle tank that was frayed around the edges, his black jeans stuffed into fleece-lined black boots, fanny pack loose around his waist and resting over his stomach from sitting down. The horned helmet on his head was lopsided from his constant tugging, making his actual hair stick out from under the wig attached to it. He had a plastic sword dumped somewhere in the living room. (It’s Conan the Barbarian, Berner style, Felix described it. Fucking sad was how Wolfgang saw it.)

Will, on the other hand, was dressed in his Chicago Police Department uniform, leaving out his 9mm handgun but kept the department issued handcuffs in case of any trouble during their night. (That’s not very creative, Felix drawled when Will stepped through the door half an hour ago. At least I’m recognisable. What even are you? Will chuckled, heading straight for the refrigerator and opening a bottle of beer.)

They were at the outdoor balcony of his and Kala’s apartment, drinking, talking, and having the occasional cigarette, while everyone else was busy getting ready for the Halloween themed dinner and pub crawl later that night. The sky was dimming to a darker and darker shade as time passed by, pushing away the faint blues and pale pinks of the day. The streets and buildings that surrounded the apartment slowly illuminated in its place, and the relaxed ambiance of it all made Wolfgang feel like it was well into the night of a long weekend, although the bustle of the traffic below indicated it wasn’t even six o'clock on a Monday evening. Granted, he was on paid leave for the next few days, but it didn’t take away from the fact that he was tired of getting bombarded with demands to go out with everyone.

He ticked his jaw in mild irritation as he repeated, “No.”

Felix opened his mouth to retort, but closed it just as quick. He seemed to have difficulty finding his words, probably didn’t expect such an outright decline to the invitation. Wolfgang wanted to bark out a laugh. After all this time, the bastard still hadn’t given up on convincing him to partake in this Halloween bullshit.

“You’re serious?” He finally managed to get out.

Wolfgang nodded. “Yes.”

“Yes as in you’re going? Or yes as in you’re serious about not going?” Felix held out both his palms and gestured with each as a choice for Wolfgang to clarify his decision. He waved his left hand, nodding with exaggeration to sway him to agree with the first choice.

Wolfgang stared back pointedly, sighing deeply after a solid ten seconds of silence. “I’m not going, Felix.” He looked to Will, who was hiding a grin from behind the lip of his beer bottle, and who still hadn’t said a word this whole time.

Felix slapped the table in defeat. “Come on, Wolfie. It’s fucking Halloween.”

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The signs when someone is trying to electrocute them
  • Aries: *grows hulk arms, grows 10x their size* bITCH DO THAT ONE MORE TIME AND WATCH WHAT HAPPENS TO YOUR WHITE PASTY ASS
  • Taurus: The art of.. OW! being electrocuted is.. OUCH... quite.. Owww..
  • Gemini: (: sweetie, honey, darling.. Keep on doing that and you'll regret it :)
  • Cancer: *giggles loudly* Stop it-- that tickles! *loud purring noises*
  • Leo: YEAH MAN! BRING. IT. ON!!
  • Virgo: Ugh, look at my hair! Its such a disgrace! I'm going to have to go to the salon again?!
  • Libra: ://.. Just get it over with..
  • Sagittarius: Again, again!! *Manical crazy laughter*
  • Capricorn: *sighs loudly* Look, I'm late for my appointment. Why did you even kidnap me anyways to do this? Look! Now my business suit is ruined! That was NOT cheap!
  • Aquarius: sweetie, you are literally so out of line it’s fucking unbelievable. i could drag you so hard right now but i know you’ll just end up crying. i’ve roasted you before and you know it. chances are you’ll just say i bullied you because you’re gay and have different skin. talk shit get hit, you don’t wanna mess with me kiddo; i’ve got a black belt. i know threats are fucked up but that’s all i’ve been receiving all day, probably from her royal hoodrat olive and all of her nasty friends. but you can gang up on me and make fun of me for being goth all you want. i’ve been hurt a lot. my first boyfriend cheated on me, my dad screams if i forget to do my chores, and there are some days i don’t even want to get out of bed in the mornings. i’m a jaded teenage girl. i’ve been through shit that you wouldn’t even dream of. you think your life is hard? try asking the cutest guy in your grade out in the middle of the cafeteria only to find out he has a fucking girlfriend. you don’t know my life or my story so keep my name out of your nasty mouth. life is a battlefield and it looks like i’ve already won.
  • Pisces: *Gives You the death stare, grinds teeth while being drastically tortured
  • Originally posted by @nonbinaryduck but the formatting got all kinds of fucked up so I fixed it.

anonymous asked:

Dear Sam, I'm full of massive regrets. I messed up horribly.... And I can't stop thinking about it lately, it keeps me up at night.. Could mediation help with this?

It might.

What do we do when we screw up really badly?

Well, of course, you hop in your Tardis and go back in time and …. What is that? You don’t have any kind of a time machine?  

Well I guess that means you will just have to deal with it in the present.  This is what we do:  

  • Take responsibility.  You screwed up. Own it. You’re human and human beings are imperfect creatures. We make mistakes. Sometimes big mistakes. Don’t make excuses, don’t blame others, take the consequences with dignity. Pick yourself up, brush yourself off, and say “I screwed it up this time, I won’t next time.”
  • Fix the damage.  Whatever the damage was, do your best to repair it. Not everything can be fixed. Do what can be done. Do it promptly, graciously, freely and without resentment. Sometimes you must ask “what can I do to make this right?”
  • Apologize. An apology must be voluntary.  It must be sincere. It must include a frank, open and honest admission of responsibility. It must be made freely without expectation of anything in return.  Sometimes your apology will not be acknowledged.  Accept this.  The person you wronged owes you nothing.
  • Forgive. Forgive those who you wronged for anything they may have done to contribute to the problem.  Most importantly FORGIVE YOURSELF. Why?  Because your misery benefits no one. It does not benefit those you have wronged nor does it benefit you.  You may be tempted to wallow in self pity.  That is ego.  Forgive, and move on.
  • Learn. The only thing the past is useful for is as a lesson.  Learn from this mistake.  Don’t repeat it. Apologies start to wear thin if the the error is made over and over.