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lfthinkerwrites:

ā€œI thought I knew what love was, but these lovers play/New music, haunting me and somehow taunting me,Ā my love was never half as trueā€

New Music, Flaherty/Ahrens

Harley knew before anyone else did that Jonny and Eddie loved each other, even before Jonny and Eddie themselves did.

She had been a psychologist after all.

It was easy to see the looks of longing on Eddie’s face, whenever he thought Jonny wasn’t looking. It was easy to see how he would constantly approach the other man when they were in Arkham together, or when they were out in Gotham. Eddie was usually dismissive about teaming up with another Rogue, but he’d actively seek out Jonny, even knowing how stand-offish he was.Ā 

With Jonny, it was admittingly harder. Jonny never gave anything away, but in time, Harley could see how when Eddie wasn’t looking, Jonny would look his way too. She could see how slowly, but surely, Jonny let Eddie into his world.Ā 

And one day, she saw them hidden away in a corner of the Arkham library, speaking over an old book in low tones. Harley couldn’t hear their words, but she could see their faces, how genuinely happy Eddie looked, how cold and impassive Jonny looked, but how he gently tucked an errant lock of Eddie’s hair behind his ear with a gnarled finger.Ā 

And Harley was happy but heartbroken. Because as happy as she was for her friends, she could see how gently they looked at each other and how much they loved each other.

And how they loved each other more than her puddin’ had ever loved her.

asimovsideburns:

asimovsideburns:

Captain Bane didn’t know the Raven’s real name, which means Sloane’s secret identity was intact, and yet somehow we’re all sleeping on ā€œSloane regularly stops by Militia HQ to bring lunch to her girlfriend and listen with a sympathetic ear about how the Raven is somehow always one step ahead, and did they have any new leads yet, oh that sounds promisingā€ content.

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notglacier:

you know this fucking tune

They made it into a ringtone because it was old enough to be public domain, and Nokia (I think?) didn’t want to have to pay royalties.

… I like the full version.

are you SHITTING ME. This is one of those posts that makes you question your worldview a little bit, tbh

okay, not quite. not quite. but the truth is better.

the original tune is not this. the original tune is, however, public domain, so they’re not wrong. it’s francisco tĆ”rrega’s gran valsĀ – check 0:12.

but THIS, what he’s playing, is the Valse Irritation d’aprĆØs Nokia, also known as the ringtone waltz, written by Marc-AndrĆ© Hamelin, who is a terrific canadian pianist and who wrote this as a snap reaction to having people’s fucking cellphones go off at concerts.

here’s hamelin talking about it.Ā and playing it himself.

and the instant i first heard the valse irritation, you know what i had to do, immediately, and what at least three other people i know also did?

of course we made it our ringtone, didn’t we. because humans.

holy shit this keeps getting better