#passing year

[billionneuronscurious]

Years.

[foldingfittedsheets]

It is insane to me that timestamps are optional on this webbed site. A major context clue is just opt in so I’ll reblog something from four years ago and people think it’s happening right just now like babe. Enable your timestamps. Why are you stumbling through the world with one eye closed?

[chloesimaginationthings]

Do you think this is how the Murray’s lived in SOTM..

[hinamie]

growth // decay

[xamitras]

For many of years I had this tradition of drawing Wirt and the beast once a year to see how much I have improved, then depression hit in 2023 and couldn't continue, but it left so really amazing art in the process

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

"consuming media" is such an overstatement. at best I'm sipping it

[hamyheikki]

A recent convo I had about how Finnish people tend to hug way less than some other cultures do, made me wonder how common hugs actually are in different cultures. So, help a lad out and tell me when was the last time you were hugged? (like, properly, not one of those "blink and you miss it" one-arm-over-the shoulder deals).

Please choose the option closest to your situation.

(Also would be neat if folks would reblog and mention in tags where do they hail from, since that was sorta the point sparking this poll in the first place)

[homkamiro]

Heavy language

[violent138]

League members discussing meeting Robin at work:

"Compared to Bats, Robin was a total sweetheart. Ball of sunshine."

"Man, must've been a good day then, the kid I met was a real anklebiter. He pulled out a sword and everything."

"Anklebiter is harsh, the sweet boy I met barely said a word, he just kept asking about Themyscira and the lasso."

"He? I met a blonde girl."

"No, no, black haired boy with blue eyes. We're talking about Robin."

"Yeah same here, blue eyed and tanned."

"Pretty sure he had green eyes. And talked fancy. And kind of scolded me for time travelling."

"The child I met was paler than the moon."

"I'm telling you I met a girl, and she was Robin."

"Well... either we're all wrong or we're all right."

So they arrive at the conclusion that Bats has a shape-shifter for a kid.

[arcade-confetti]

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store 😭

It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[milktrician]

1: Wake Up

2: Names

3: First Mission

love bullet au tag

If you liked any of this concept, go check out Love Bullet by inee! It's one of my favorite new mangas I read last year and this was very fun to think about :) The first comic here is based off two of it's pages. Here's the official summary:

Since the dawn of humanity, those who have never experienced love and meet an untimely end are granted a second chance at life as Cupids by the Goddess of Love. Present day Cupids have traded in their bow and arrow for modern firearms, but their mission remains the same: find suitable lovers for their targets and make them fall in love!

[citricacidprince]

POV: Your estranged brother shows up at your door with a pair of pre-teen twins, wwyd? 🤨

In honor of The Book Of Bill coming out and my friends getting massive Gravity Falls fixations (Which HELLLL YEAHHHH 💥💥💥) I decided I wanted to redraw my first ever Timestuck AU doodle because that AU has my heart and soul and my time traveling loving heart can never truly abandon it 💛

(Also looking back, YIKES my art style was a little funky, thank you Psychonauts for making my art look nicer <333 (this is also your sign to play Psychonauts I guess lol))

Blank versions without the text cause I really like how these came out, I think they’re pretty :]

[equill]

Job promotion (now what?)

Comic 1: Interrogation

Caught him lurking in the background (he was being suspicious in their defense)

Comic 2: Everywhere you go.

[cup-o-stars]

Happy B-Day to the Corasante!! ❤🕯🎂���❤

(Featuring way too many drawings)

[diz-eaze]

yandere tsums sillies,,, stay with me now,,, (characters included: idia, riddle, ruggie, ace, rook, silver)

this is more crack than serious 😭😭😭

silver tsum ties you up before it takes a nap 😢. and you, #1 yantsum enabler, dumbly agrees because genuinely what can a sentient plushie do to cause you harm? nothing! they're just cute little beans with worms for brains <33. so it ends with a tied-up you and silver tsum just resting on any part of your body that feels comfortable enough. this way, the tsum justifies to itself, both of you are undisturbed by the outside world.

do not trust anything rook tsum gives you. listen to the voice in your head !! do NOT trust that bobcut plushie !! unless, of course, you enjoy being drugged to sleep because the tea it offered happened to be drugged :(. when you wake up, you swear up and down that the tsum didn't intentionally do that despite the fact that its human counterpart is also equally as freaky?? ok. whatever helps you sleep at night! <3

ruggie tsum is your silent protector. always sitting atop your head as you go through your daily classes and looking out for any students with less than savoury intentions. sometimes, the plushie is forced to leave your side in order to earn money, but trust that it'll be by your side again as soon as possible! should someone approach while ruggie tsum is accompanying you, one will find themself under an intimidating and dark gaze (or, as much aura as a plushie can gather from its appearance). gatekeeper professional.

the freak that riddle tsum comes off to be is very surprising. you'd expect riddle's plushie counterpart to be as rule-abiding as he is, but then the moment you look away for one second, and when you look back, the plushie is covered in suspicious crimson liquid. haha! ...bro, where did you get that? 🤨 all you get as a response is its smiling eyes, though.

ace tsum is literally a carbon (err, cotton?) of its human counterpart with how much it seizes the majority of your time. its there waiting at ramshackle's dorm from the moment you wake up and its also there waiting by the school entrance to walk you back once classes are finished. it even has real ace's mean streak of jealousy, too. it literally launches itself like an angry bird when it spots someone conversing with you - ace tsum surprisingly packs a mean punch.

someone needs to lock idia tsum in a plastic container as sentence for the crazy shit it pulls of with your one (1) singular device. you leave your phone alone with it and then its suddenly bugged with tracking features and history access :/ like what happened to being chill. the way you can't even ask for a replacement phone, too, because your original phone is just a hand-me-down from crowley out of all people 😭😭😭. both you and idia tsum know that you're not getting a new phone anytime soon. sigh.