#t: i'm the problem

[officialbruciewayne]

The thing that was the most expensive in Bruce's life, that had cost him the most dearly was control. He needed it. Needed it worse than breathing- each exhale cutting sharper - needed it like it could pull apart the strands of a life. It was the cost of staring at Joe Chill's dead body. It was the cost of disappearing from Gotham overnight. It was the cost he had impressed most on his children.

What we feel in here- Bruce's heart was a bat trapped in a cage, shrieking and flashing wings, fast-paced -he touched a hand over his chest. What we feel in here, we don't take out into Gotham. We don't give it to other people. We don't hurt. If we hurt, we don't, we don't.

Selina was leaving. He'd asked her to go. He'd told her he didn't love her. Couldn't love her. Not the way she wanted. Not the way he wanted.

Another failed relationship, Bruce concluded. Something the children would come to their own conclusion when they saw that he'd left her crying alone in the drawing room. But for now, he'd shelter them as best he could from Bruce's latest pearl in a necklace of mistakes.

He wasn't exactly the picture of mental health; and deep pain came out heavy, blunted and wishing it had a gun to shoot out Joseph Chill's brains. That was the monster not allowed in Gotham. And it was not allowed in the Cave, and certainly not around his children.

Breathing too fast, shoulders rising and falling, Bruce locked himself in his room. And then because that would never keep them out, shouldered his wardrobe- a heavy, old, expensive thing -until it was in front of the door. He couldn't put the security shields down on the windows without signalling the cave, but he could lock and secure them with one of Tim's expanding bo staffs.

That might keep the kids from worrying.

Or at least from getting in.

Long enough for Bruce to suddenly, control ripping out between his teeth with a roar of grief, lunge for the nearest object- a mirror over the desk. He picked it up, ribs singing with sore pain, and threw it across his room.

Alone.

Alone. Alley.

There was no method to it. Nothing meticulous. Just taking apart the room piece by piece, snarling and sobbing and keening.

Alone. Blood. He'd done everything- done anything- except be honest. Admit to being broken- wood splinters jammed in the heel of his hand, and he snarled aloud. Taking only a moment to bite them out with his teeth, before resuming the brutish, unexamined punching of his own things.

Wanted to exhaust himself. Wanted to curl up in the wreckage, panting and coated in sweat, no longer needing control. Remembering how even just a week ago, he had been so frantically desperate not to be alone, he had offered his body up like an apology.

How saying the words had been beyond apology: what was he thinking. He didn't need authenticity, didn't need to be a person, didn't need to be- words like aromantic, words like asexual, words like I can't love anything, I can't have what my parents had, is this how I was made or what I was made?

Exhaustion didn't come, only destruction. Only Bruce Wayne throwing a violent tantrum after a break-up he should have seen coming. Only trying to break anything but someone else. Knuckles bleeding, but numb as a boy in blood, Bruce just- he gave up. Dropped down onto the floor of his room. Knelt in the wake of his own faults and dropped his head into his hands.

G-d he hated himself.

[js-dragonart]

So my friend and I made an important discovery...

✨THE MÖÖN.✨

He's the Samsung moon emoji.

[anghraine]

You know, this is not the Star Wars x Star Trek comparison I would have thought I'd make in a million years until I watched TOS and discovered just how skewed the pop culture osmosis version of TOS is, but...

"Operation: Annihilate":

MCCOY [looking at Sam Kirk's corpse]: Is this your brother, Jim? KIRK: Sam. It is my brother. Was my brother. MCCOY: I'm sorry, Jim. The boy's unconscious, but he's still alive. KIRK: Peter? MCCOY: I'd better get the boy and his mother back to the ship. I can't do much for them down here. KIRK: Get ready to beam up. MCCOY: McCoy to Enterprise. Prepare to beam up party of four. SPOCK: Captain, I understand how you must— KIRK: Yes. Yes, Mr. Spock. You heard my sister-in-law say something about they being here. Your guess?

A New Hope:

WILLARD: When we heard about Alderaan, we feared the worst. LEIA: We have no time for sorrows, Commander. You must use the information in this R2 unit to help plan the attack.

[voraciousvore]

"I'm not kinkshaming anyone, I'm just trying to distinguish myself from all those gross disgusting degenerate perverts over there!"

Thanks. I really appreciate being excluded and shamed on this app because I'm not a puritan who only enjoys exclusively chaste and fluffy sfw scenarios. You all are such a welcoming and tolerant community for the extremely narrow niche of what you define as "acceptable." Sorry for being such a depraved and disgusting person. Guess I'll fuck off now.

[somer6ndoms6t6nist]

Bitch, I'm him.

[evil-but-refined]

So deadass I have lost interest in EVERYTHING except podcasts and crk

[plutesboots]

Hey btw a bunch of different medications can increase your chance for heat related illnesses. linked list for reference

Edit: Also highly recommend the OSHA/NIOSH Heat Index app, that lists precautions you should take and every possible symptom of a heat related illness.

https://www.osha.gov/heat/heat-app

[egginfroggin]

Reverse Portal fic doodles (full fic to come soon) (coincidentally how do y'all feel about memes)

Ford you were 12 once, you should have known they were gonna walk off immediately.

Transcription:

pg 1, (1) Dipper: "He's hiding something' Mabel: "Or maybe he's lonely and needs love!" (Spoilers: Both. Both is good)

pg 1 (2a) Ford: "Rule #1, don't go far into the woods. the house stays in sight. always." Twins: *nodding* Arrow pointing to twins: " World's Smallest 12-year-olds (stars, they're tiny)"

pg 1 (2b) [not a day later:] Mabel: "Dipper I think we're lost" Dipper: (well crap) Arrow: "very lost" Arrow: "Haven't seen the house for over an hour"

Pg 2 (1a) "The problem: there is a troublesome child bothering your niblings" Gideon: (pls pls I just wanna talk)

Pg 2 (1b) "The solution: YEET THE CHILD" Gideon: HEY HEY WAIT HEY HEY OLD MAN WAIT PUT ME DOWN HEY

[st0rmieseas]

I would die for these little hippies

[shirofairy]

Malleus with a shy Yuu:

[kaythefloppa]

I feel as though Wild Kratts is going to redeem one/more/all of its villains before Season 7 ends; I don't know, I feel it in my bones and I don't know how to feel about it.

[naamahdarling]

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[redstarfish-art]

It's official. I've been out of the Batfam shipping loop for so long that I can no longer tell the difference between JayTim and JayDick in fanart when they're not colour-coded with red or blue.

[realchemistry]

About plot twists and 7x04

A good plot twist is supposed to make you go, "oh!" and then, when you look back at the facts, you're meant to be facepalming because the signs were right there and you missed them.

The end of 7x04 was not it. When you look at the whole episode, the facts do not align with the ~twist because it was actually a decoy. Buck was not trying to get T's attention, and it was built that way. After all, when questioned about it, because T himself didn't believe so, Buck's answer was, "I guess." There was no resounding "yes," no certainty because it simply wasn't the truth. Like, how was peacocking exercising in front of Eddie, getting a basketball and suggesting getting a hoop gonna get T's attention when he wasn't even in the same building? How's complaining to Maddie about Eddie's plans with T and Chris talking about T meant to get that man's attention when he wasn't around to hear any of it? Buck's actions had nothing to do with anyone other than Buck and Eddie (and Chris) and their relationship, and I think we're meant to read as much because that's what they wrote, what they showed us.

Why Buck decided to go along with the idea that he was trying to get the decoy’s attention instead of Eddie’s? I think realizing he had feelings for a man was fine in his books, but admitting who those feelings were really about was just too much, Buck’s not ready for that. This was alluded to when Maddie talked to him afterwards: the “something” that Buck needs to tell Eddie in his own time wasn’t about coming out to him but about Buck’s feelings for him.

[silusvesuius]

they have me so fucked up over the 'L brothers copium' i've been huffing lately actually about to start rocking in my chair back && forth breathing into a paper bag while drawing things that aren't even $day

[mechazushi]

So, this isn't so much an "Incorrect Quotes"...

So much as an "I have a vision, but I'm not an artist so I have to settle for writing it out and hope someone understands what I'm picturing."

For starters, ya'll know about the artist trend of putting your OC's or favorite characters in a specific dress...

ya know... this one⬇

Yeah, just...ALL of Division Three. And I mean all + Narumi. Here how it sounds in my head. (Its more of a comic? It's just mostly dialogue than anything and they're just standing in a line talking to each other.) {And keep in mind....THEY ARE ALL WEARING THE DRESS AS THEY SAY THIS. ITS 90% OF THE JOKE}

Mina: When I said I was nervous about my first promotional modeling gig for Vogue, That didn't mean it was an open invitation to come out here and.... "Support me".

Kafka: Come on. This can't be any more embarrassing than that time you caught me in the sexy lingerie I was wearing for my high school prank.

Hoshina: *In air, eyes glowing woke spartan style, mid assassin strike aimed at Kafka with a training sword, ALSO IN THE DRESS* pics or it didn't happen-

Reno: Look. We're here, we showed up in the dress, can we leave now? I'm getting cold in places I don't want to be cold.

Iharu: Aww, come on! You look dashing! Few more pics! *Somehow managed to convince the photographer to take the shot of them*

Haruichi: The fact that you're filling this out better than me is disturbing.

Aoi:*Trying not to let his blush show* Are the lights getting to you because you're talking bullshit.

Minase: Oh my God! KIKORU!!!! You look amazing!!!

Kikoru:*embarrassed* Minassseee.... I-I'm with Reno. Can we change into our work jumpers now?

Hakua: Hey, can I take this one home? Makin' me feel hella confident right now. *Starts a gun show in front of a mirror.*

Narumi: *In front of the same mirror Hakua is in, serving cunt and taking selfies* Honestly, ya'll should just put me on the cover instead of Mina cuz' I'm pulling this off way better than her in the moment.

I also like to imagine that instead of Mina on the cover... It's Kafka in Kaiju form in the dress. The glowing abs would absolutely be visible as well....