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peak philosophy in ao3 tags

The hero’s identity was accidentally revealed, but it turns out they are moderately poor, have no friends or family, and their civilian life is frankly…sad.

“you’re just thinking it’s a small thing that happened; the world ended when it happened to me” (it’s steve and tony in civil war guys)

HAYMITCH’S BIRTHDAY IS THE SAME DAY AS THE REAPING. THIS MEANS HE SPENT THE FIRST 15 YEARS OF HIS LIFE WATCHING KIDS BE SENT AWAY TO DIE, HIS 16TH BIRTHDAY BEING LITERALLY REAPED, AND THE NEXT 23. 2-3. TWENTY THREE!!! YEARS SENDING KIDS OFF TO THEIR DEATHS. AND THEN, KATNISS CAME, AND SHE AND PEETA LIVED!!!! AND THEN THE 75TH GAMES ARRIVED AND HAYMITCH WAS READY TO SPEND ANOTHER BIRTHDAY BEING REAPED, BUT INSTEAD WATCHED THE ONLY TWO KIDS FROM D12 WHO SURVIVED NEARLY (and temporarily) DIE AGAIN. STFU BRO

the scene in endgame where steve and bucky hug before steve leaves kills me every time because. bucky knew steve wasnt coming back. when he said goodbye, that wasnt a “see you later” it was a “youre leaving and i hope you get everything youve ever wanted even if its without me”

and they are

I was about to write: I love the fact that Katniss‘ first reaction to Haymitch‘s absolutely traumatising story is „You need some goose eggs. Goose eggs will help.“

And then I realised… She‘s mimicking Peeta. Peeta comes back to 12 and the first thing he does is plant primroses. And somehow… that helped her. So she‘s doing the same thing for Haymitch.

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

it gets to the point where reporters start asking the rest of the batfam about it cuz they can’t get a straight answer.

they forgot the batfam is a bunch of assholes.

dick: they were born of the same laugh, but cass had to live in the winter woods

jason: they swapped bodies too often and started resembling each other

stephanie: they’re biologically twins, they just have different parents

damian: drake got surgery to look more like cain. he was even more disgusting before.

duke: they’re from the shining, swear on my life

bruce: of course they’re twins. it’s just that cassandra was born earlier.

so my siblings look like twins (they are not) and once again my bullshit brain was like hmmmm batfam. So here. Have some Cass and Tim twin content. Featuring my siblings’ and I’s answers to:

”are you twins?”

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Tim: we used to be.

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Cass: Legally? No. Biologically? No. Genetically? Also no.

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Tim: you can see her too?

Cass: *fucking disappears*

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Tim: we are, but we were separated at birth so she’s older now.

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Cass: That’s a long story. So here it is! It all started in the summer of 1783…..

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Tim: well, not until after the accident.

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Cass: After the witch got us, no.

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Tim: She’s actually a failed clone experiment. Or was that me? -

Cass: he’s actually adopted but we are biological twins.

- Tim: yes but we have separate fathers. - Cass: *Ditto from Pokémon sounds* - Tim: Well you see I was an only child for 15 years but around 1444 I was standing in the swamp, covered in frogs, but these frogs had human eyes. They also had human feet but that’s not relevant to the story— that’s when the biggest, Jeramiah, started to speak… - Cass: father actually summoned us from hell so we’re not related in any way except that we both possessed the same body for a while until Tim got a separate one. - Tim: I had one but she died five years ago this very day. She died in a tragic bathroom accident. Fell in the toilet.