Their Relationship In 8x02 And 8x03 Is So Funny To Me (and Also So Adorable But Listen):

Their relationship in 8x02 and 8x03 is so funny to me (and also so adorable but listen):

"Of course she is, what else would she be doing" completely deadpan. Man wasn't even surprised, he just got the confirmation. So he stole borrowed a fire truck to ignore traffic law to get to her faster.

And when Athena said she won't make LAX he *made her a runway*. He didn't even ask permission or told dispatch or anything, no, he single-handedly shut down the 110. (Yes, Buck shut down the other direction, but under Bobbys directions.)

And then that man walked into a burning plane to get his wife out *personally*. Because of course he did. What else would he be doing.

most men: give her an inch she’ll take a mile 🙄

bobby nash: my wife wants a mile? i’ll give her a highway

"I don't give a fuck that there was an arkham breakout. My suit is in the washing machine, my teeth are brushed and i am wearing pajamas. I am not going outside again. If there are still rogues running around when my shift starts, I'll find every single source of caffeine in this house and pour it into batcows water. Now, good night, I am going to bed."

- Duke, probably

Something so incredibly funny to me about Duke, who clocks out once the sun sets, having to be present for all hands emergencies in the Batcave in various cartoon-patterned pyjama sets with matching durags. Just standing there (loosely defined as he keeps drooping his head onto Steph's shoulder) while everyone else is suited up and forced to stay in case they need him to join them.

In the early days of Batman and Robin, around the time of Robin joining his own teen superhero team, Robin finally convinced Batman that he “can’t just ride around in the Batmobile forever, he needs his own ride! His own way to drive around and carry people if Batman isn’t there.”

Bruce, of course, is quietly devastated at the reminder that his son is growing up (he nearly started crying when Dick outgrew his booster seat in the Batmobile, they still have a little spot for it in the Batcave), but agrees that Robin has a point. This is how Robin gets his first motorcycle, under the agreement that he will be extremely careful and always wear the appropriate helmet while riding.

Of course the first thing Robin does is turn around and teach himself how to do the Akira slide on his bike.

And of course Nightwing makes sure this is one of first things he teaches Robin when he and Jason are bonding for the first time. It’s one of their best memories, messing around on an empty lot, burning tires and picking up scrapes. Dick has never seen Jason grin so widely before.

But then Jason dies. And suddenly the little silly things like bike tricks don’t feel like enough anymore. Not when one of the only other people who would have understood that reference is so devastated by his failures that he’s putting people in urgent care every night and close to ending up there himself.

So when Tim comes around, stubbornly shoving his way under Batman’s cape, for his own damn good, Dick hesitates to teach him the little things that he taught Jason. But he gives in anyways, because Robin needs to feel supported and cared about, and in a silly way, that’s what the Akira slide is about. That was why Bruce gave Dick his first motorcycle in the first place.

A few years pass, a new few players join the scene. A new crime lord starts rising through the ranks, he also whips through the streets on a motorcycle (honestly, there’s no other way to blow through the static Gotham traffic).

And then, the Red Hood does it. Right in front of Nightwing, on a midnight chase through the city. The mother-fucking Akira slide.

“Jason?”

Alright I'm gonna go beat up councilwoman ortiz, anyone with me

Do you guys think Eurylochus was incredibly faithful to Ctimene as well because Odysseus would have figured out a way to make him suffer endlessly for breaking his sisters heart?

So I was on a cruise in norway last week and one of our stops was Flåm. And because I am at my core a huge Rick Riordan Fan, I tried to figure out how and where the happenings of Ship Of The Dead happened. Enjoy!

When I got to my feet and looked over the railing, I lost the ability to breathe. [...] T.J. laughed. “No, it’s just Norway. Pretty, huh?"

The entire description of the fjords is too long to put here, reread it yourself (Ch29), but see my best attempt to capture this majestic beauty on camera.

If you have the opportunity, absolutely go visit the norwegian fjords, they are stunning.

The boat glided onward, the soft applause of the waterfalls echoing through the fjord.

There were a lot of waterfalls, so have these two, the left one goes directly down to the fjord, the right one is a short hike inland from Flåms center.

Its called Brekkefossen and if you like walking up a bazillion irregular slippery stone steps it might be exactly the view for you.

We slipped into the dock farthest from the cruise ship. Our only neighbors were a couple of fishing boats and a Jet Ski with the dubious name Odin II painted on the side.

So I actually had a little bit of a hard time identifying the docking site. First I thought it might have been across the harbour, but later they mention the docking site being next to a beach and there is no beach on that side. Next to the beach I did find small boat sheds (Not a Jet Ski called Odin II, sadly, but hey) and they had wooden docks somewhat far away from the cruise terminal. Enjoy my artists rendition of it.

I love the pure concept of the Big Banana so much its ridiculous

We walked about three blocks through crowds of tourists, past shops selling chocolate and moose sausage and little wooden troll souvenirs. (You would think anybody descended from Vikings would know better than to create more trolls.)

We saw a lot of trolls. Norway seems to think these creepy gremlins are a fun thing to have tourists take as souvenirs. But in Flåm we had this - thing - in front of a gift shop.

I actually forgot to take a picture of the shops, but my mom did, so everyone say thank you to my mom.

As we passed a small grocery store, Mallory grabbed my arm with enough force to leave a bruise. [...] Mallory pointed to a store called Knit Pickers, where tourists were oohing and aahing over a sidewalk display of locally produced wool yarn. (Norway offered something for everyone.)

Despite my best efforts, i did not find Knit Pickers. The closest thing i found was a small yarn store a few kilometers outside of Flåm on the way to Brekkefossen, but that was too far away. But, I found the grocery store, so closest thing i guess?

This is my favorite doodle amongst all of them. I do invite you to zoom in and take a look at the random baby Magnus is carrying.

By the time Sam and I caught up, she was clinging to a chain-link fence outside a small train depot, cursing as she scanned for her lost prey. “You found the train,” I noted. Parked at the platform were half a dozen brightly painted old-fashioned railcars. Tourists were piling on board. The tracks wound away from the station and up the hills into the ravine beyond.

I did not have an opportunity to ride the train. But, I have a picture from outside which i also doodled on. The norwegians claim it is "one of the most beautiful train rides in the world".

The guy i doodled Mallorys hair on looks like he is having an existential crisis and if that doesn't fit her experience on this train ride I don't know what does.

So because I didn't go on the train, I can't show anything in regards to the train and the myth stuff and everything. But, I can show you some approximations of the way back.

This would be what it looked like when Sam flew back, Mallory in the walnut, featuring the cruise ship I came with as well as the Big Banana probably too big in the corner.

That is actually the view from Brekkefossen, as a teaser what waits there if you ever want to go.

Before the murder could murder themselves on the scythe blades and blame me for it, Jack and I began our long hike back to the Big Banana.

And this would be what that would probably look like.

I need to practise drawing people, jesus christ

Our crew had taken care of the other giant.

I could tell because of the badly hacked-up, decapitated giant body sprawling on the beach next to our dock.

My giant is a work of art, but i am pretty sure they are supposed to be ugly in some interpretation of it and i couldn't be bothered.

I can offer a perspective with the Big Banana in, too. This picture was taken from the ship while departing. It was really cool.

Flåm is stunning. The nature is absolutely beautiful and I get why Magnus was so overwhelmed with the Fjords. I was too when I woke up in the middle of a fjord the day prior, and I was on a gigantic ship, not a small to medium sized longboat. It truly feels like magic. In Flåm, there were clouds against the sides of the mountains surrounding the village. I don't think I've ever seen something like that.

Long story short, Norway is stunning. Flåm is stunning. It is so beautiful that i barely took pictures, because they couldn't capture it properly. I absolutely get why that was a stop on their journey, and I am pretty sure I want to come here again. It is a dream on earth.