I just found out that Nightwing first appeared in July 1984. Grayson launches July 2014. The 30th birthday of Nightwing. No wonder why they’re pushing Grayson really hard. They probably think it’s awesome, launching Dick’s new identity at Nighting’s birth month, but somehow I don’t think a lot of people will appreciate it.
Heck that’s probably why they’re so angry.
I admit it’s a neat bookends, but… it’s not really and end is it? The whole Grayson thing is an extended mission. When it’s done it’s done. Dick going with Grayson can still stick after the whole Spyral deal is finished, but DC has been branding him as a secret agent as if that’s what he chose to be, rather than what he had to do because of the circumstances. I get it though, because if you wanna sell, you gotta sell with confidence. If you’re not confident in your product, buyers won’t be confident to buy it.
But really, is there anyone, from fans who hate the idea to fans who are interested, believe that this is permanent?
So yeah, it’s the marketing of Grayson that I’m having problem with.
Either way, my theory on making Dick return to Nightwing role on Nightwing’s something birthday is a tiny bit dashed at the moment, just because 31st, 32nd and 33rd birthday doesn’t sound as cool as 30th birthday, but it can still happen so we’ll see.
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Spinning the roulette wheel of “did past me write this scene down anywhere or was I just replaying it in my head so much at the time I wrongly believed I thought I would remember it forever?”
wear old-fashioned clothes in all black or all white, odd glasses are a bonus
have weird nicknames with your friends and only refer to each other by them
intellectualism™ is important. make sure everyone knows that you love homer more than them
moral ambiguity is slightly more important. wanna scam people with fake antiques? wanna murder a friend? wanna steal your stepmom’s dog and drugs and run away across america? wanna semi-accidentally steal a painting and worry about it for years? wanna get into an ecstatic state and murder some random farmer? no time like the present
speak a few languages, preferably dead ones or russian
embrace your angst. amplify your angst. worry
consume copious amounts of substances. smoke, develop a drug problem, get sick drinking as often as possible
forget having actual romantic relationships with people, instead opt for romanticizing someone and obsessing over them and then confessing your love unsuccessfully or being totally gay for your best friend and then denying it later when they try to bring it up
Tbh I think many people take for granted how much gif makers do, and the fact that this site is unique in their existence of them
Thank you to everybody with the skills to share snippets of media I would not otherwise have seen or had the opportunity of hearing of. Gifs are often the first way I hear of something personally, and frequently the reason I give any new-to-me movie or show a try
if season 3 give us edwina/prince friedrich romance plot line i don’t know why but i feel in my guts that freddie stroma and charithra chandran would have amazing chemistry
Dumb in game witcher 3 things I love thinking about:
How you can “collect herbs” even indoors, so it’s like Geralt goes into someone’s home and rips the leaves off their house plant and puts them in his pocket like “I’m taking these”
How you can loot food from dead bodies, nasty boy Geralt will slay 10 bandits then root around in their pockets n pull out a ham sandwich. Geralt can have a little stolen, dirty, room temperature food, as a treat.
The variety of food that can be used to increase vitality. I particularly love the imagery of Geralt, mid battle having run out of proper potions, reaching into his pocket and just pulling out a glob of straight butter to give him strength.
When people bump into you on the street and yell or grunt in offence,,,, very true to life
This! And every time we see another person stealing from dead bodies (like when he washes ashore in Skellige) he gets all offended?? Like hun, you got 8 million ham sandwiches and Novigrad longswords from dead bodies that YOU killed, calm down
Also every time I call Roach it’s hilarious to me because she never just comes down the path, no. She’s always stuck behind a rock wall or walking directly into the side of a hut, or, very memorably a few times, ascending from the sea. Like, is she okay?
(And shoutout to that one beggar in Novigrad that, when you pass him, always says “I’m tired of living…” like bitch me too the fuck)
Thinking about largely nonverbal Geralt, who expresses himself through gestures and facial expressions and non-speech sounds, and who tries so very hard to make himself understood.
Not that anybody listens, because they see the white hair and yellow eyes and they think monster, and they certainly don’t hang around long enough to make the effort to hear what he’s saying.
At least Roach understands him, and she doesn’t mind whether he’s using words or making sounds or just petting her mane. She doesn’t demand that he speaks, and that’s one reason he prefers her company to humans. He figures he’ll never really be able to communicate with them.
Until he meets Jaskier. For all that Jaskier never stops talking, he actually listens remarkably well too. When Geralt hmms unhappily, Jaskier will rethink and backtrack what he’s just said, and when he hmms teasingly, Jaskier will grin. It makes Geralt feel that perhaps he isn’t impossible to understand after all.
When Geralt uses signs, Jaskier watches attentively and talks back to him. When he writes or doodles on scraps of paper, Jaskier sits by him and writes in his own notebook. When he grunts or growls, Jaskier will pause his monologues long enough to say Well of course you’d say thatorDon’t start with meorI know, Geralt, but the truth is so much more poetic when it’s embellished.
It’s remarkable, this feeling of being understood. Of not feeling compelled to form words, not having to force himself to grind out vocalizations that feel like sand in his mouth. No obligations, no pressure, no tying himself in knots trying to spit out awkward, stilted speech. For the first time, he’s being heard without words.
And anyway, Jaskier talks enough for both of them.
