This Town Ain’t Big Enough For Two Weird Little Guys; One Of Us Has To Get Therapy

“Who are you performing for—” Me. It’s for me. and You. And Anyone who’ll sit down and watch. Performance is part of my personality.

I KNEW HE BUILT IT OUT OF HIS HAMMER THATS SO COOL!!!

Do you ever think about when Rose got trapped in Pete’s World at the end of Doomsday, she might have waited for the rift to open again? That she would wait for Ten to come get her? And if someone tried to pry her away from the wall she wouldn’t let go. She would kick and scream and cry and eventually just sit in silence. For hours. That there must’ve been a moment, one single moment after hours of her waiting and hoping against all odds, that she knew he wasn’t coming to get her.

…And that the moment would’ve happened after five and a half hours.

As I was studying Jayce’s new design RELIGIOUSLY— I realized something…

He has a leg brace now. On his left leg… let’s take a closer look:

HE HAS A LEG BRACE ON THE OPPOSITE LEG VIKTOR HAS HIS.

… a leg brace Viktor no longer has— and no longer NEEDS.

Something, something one lost his humanity as the other regained it. That even apart they are connected, or whatever. Two sides of the same coin, their fates reflecting each other etc. etc.

love doesn’t transcend severance…

…but the ability to love does.

Life is not, in fact, a happy song rn.

“I’m fine with trans women but not in biological women’s spaces—“ separate but equal is not equal, pick up a history book.

Can’t you recognize how your ideologies and biases are reflected in people historically on the WRONG SIDE of the humans rights debate?

I see your ‘Sun/moon ship dynamic,’ and raise you ‘binary stars dynamic’ as in— we orbit each other. We stay in place and keep moving for the other because they won’t stop pulling us in and we won’t stop chasing them. We will draw each other closer and closer until we merge together and explode into a single, beautiful nebula made of our combined star dust. And the nebula is beautiful because it’s us together, because we were always meant to rip ourselves apart to put ourselves back together as one. We are on a path of mutually assured destruction but we can’t turn back now. it’s already happened. It hasn’t happened yet… but it will.

We are in love, after all.

Not everything is gay, yes. But some creators will create the most heart-stopping life-changing on screen male friendship with two guys canonically described as two halves of the same whole and then they’ll say “nah they’re just bros.”

Like WDYM you traveled countless timelines to save the life of your best friend and push him towards a future where he meets you— SAVES YOU— because no one else can, no one else can even TRY— and THATS JUST GUYS BEING DUDES????

You entwined your fates together and we’re just supposed to pretend that’s the same level as a friendship bracelet?

Hey, you? Yeah, you— you killed my father. So I’m gonna kill you. Prepare to die or whatever— sorry, what was that? Were we close? Fuck no. I hated that guy. In fact, I wanted to be the one that killed him. I’m only gonna kill you now because I have no where else to reap this seed of wretchedness he planted in my chest, so… Die.

…fine: I’ll give you to the count of three.