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My deepest darkest fantasy is that I collapse on the street and I am rushed to the hospital. They perform a bunch of tests and find out I am severely deficient in some kind of vitamin. Then I start taking the vitamin and I become the happiest cleverest person alive because all my problems were caused by this one deficiency
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My deepest darkest fantasy is that I collapse on the street and I am rushed to the hospital. They perform a bunch of tests and find out I am severely deficient in some kind of vitamin. Then I start taking the vitamin and I become the happiest cleverest person alive because all my problems were caused by this one deficiency
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My deepest darkest fantasy is that I collapse on the street and I am rushed to the hospital. They perform a bunch of tests and find out I am severely deficient in some kind of vitamin. Then I start taking the vitamin and I become the happiest cleverest person alive because all my problems were caused by this one deficiency
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for some reason middle aged comic fans coming on the internet to defend their decision as to why they thought a twelve year old should have died or lived is so funny 😭😭😭
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Since we all agree that people of the Alley of Crime adore Red Hood and believe in him, I think it is time to imagine Jason in a scene similar to the one from OG Spiderman, where his identity is accidentally outted in front of crowd of people, and they all are just choose to protect him and help him out.
So maybe Gotham is facing especially nasty trouble, and vigilantes are on the receiving end this time. So maybe Jason is thrown at the dirty Alley in his part of town, wounded, with helmet flying off, and there is just a crowd of people staring as bleeds out, astonished. And Jason thinks, oh, that's the end — he can go and shoot himself, honestly, because he just failed the man rule every vigilante have: never show your face, never reveal your identity.
But people are... helping him? His eyes are half-open, breath laboured and pained, but all he hears is gentle murmuring:
'God, he is just a kid...'
'He must be younger than my son.'
'Poor child...'
He feels soft elderly hand against his cheek as someone from the crowd, an ex nurse, comes closer to bandage his injuries, while a kid, barely with the size of his helmet, brings it back, sticking out their tongue as they try to place it back on his head, to hide his face.
'It is okay,' the old woman reassures him. 'You are safe with us, son. We hadn't seen anything.'
Jason's eyes sting, because, oh.
It is his people. He loves them. He will die for them.
And they love him just as much.
He still waits for someone to out him, though. But the week ends, the villain is out of the picture, and no one says a thing. The only proof that it ever happened is civilians, who keep waving at Jason — not Red Hood, just Jason — when their paths cross somewhere in the shops or streets.
And that's how he knows that it is them; it is them, and they keep him safe as much as he keeps safe them.
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Hi friends! Not my usual type of post, but I’m needing some help
Long post with photos and specifics under the cut, but tldr my friend is doing a gfm for her cat to get an mri, and I’m also offering commissions (Drabble and art) to help her out

This is my friend Roxxy!

And this is Naegi, her best friend in the entire world.
Naegi has FIP, and struggles with his health from time to time. Recently he’s gotten a lot worse out of nowhere, and no one can seem to figure out what’s wrong. He’s been on two rounds of steroids which help a little bit, but not for very long, so he needs to have an MRI done. That MRI comes out to almost $4,000. Quite the price tag.
So Roxxy started a Go Fund Me to help cover the expenses (linked above because it won’t let me put the link here too for some reason lol I think I broke tumblr)
Anything anyone is able to spare would help out so much, and we’ll be eternally grateful. And to add incentive, I’m opening commissions for writing and drawings! In exchange for proof of donation (screenshots will do!) I’ll create a piece for you.
For writing, I’ll write a short fic for you (~500 words) for every $5 donated! If you can’t spare the $5 minimum for GFM, message me or send an ask off anon and I can give you information for where to send those smaller donations. For every $1, I’ll do a 100 word Drabble (so $2 = 200 words, etc etc).
For drawing, I’ll do fully colored and shaded pieces (no NSFW) for $20, and an additional $10 for any other characters. I’ll do any fandom, any number of characters, even OCs/DND characters! Here’s some examples of my recent works




I also do silly meme redraws, as seen on my sideblog @shittymanfredmemeredraws, and those would be $1 each. Again, just DM or send an ask off anon and I’ll send you the information on where to send the “too small for go fund me” donations.
Again, anything helps, and we appreciate anything you can do even if it’s just share the link. Naegi means so much to us, even if he’s a little stupid, and we want to do everything we can to make sure he’s happy and healthy. Thank you guys
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Jason todd is for the girlies with chronic pain
His entire body aches on bad days, like his nervous system didnt notice his body being healed by the lazarus pit. The pit left him with the scars, but no wounds or broken bones. Jason learns to live with the pain, because no way is he taking drugs, and why would he see a doctor about the pain, when there are no wounds to show for it.
The bats dont know of course, they dont think about what happened before jason went in the pit, and if hes not bleeding they can ignore any signs of pain or discomfort that may cause them to see that ethiopia still haunts the family. That jason is not the same as he was before he died.
And jason does not want to break the fragile peace hes created with his family, so he doesnt complain when bruce scolds him for being too slow, or for being tired, because they dont know that his body aches from the moment the cold morning air touches his skin, to the moment he finds himself under a hot shower, or back into his warm bed. And why should they know? That jason is weak. That his body is made useless and stiff when when the coldest winds blow in from the harbour? That neither his mind nor body can get over something that happened years ago? That it feels like the joker won. That his wings are clipped, and jason has patched them up with toothpicks and spite to hide the fact that his body is failing him?
And then one night, jason is called to help the bats take down a wannabe magician that has some sort of misguided beef with batman. The fight is easy, but before dick can apprehend her, she casts a spell. It misses, he thinks.
Next day dick wakes up in a body that is heavier than he is used to, and his trip down the stairs to the batcave on the hunt for bruces parental guidance is made miserable by the way his body creaks at every step he makes.
And the situation is made way worse when he comes in to the cave to see his own body, or what must be jason in this own body, trying, and failing, to do a backflip on the training mats, knowing that hell have to deal with the bruises later, when hes back in his own body.
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rate your pain on a scale of one to ten
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not sure if i've breathed since watching chappell roan's performance last night
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new OC🎸!
my friend @onzze and I are combining our mutual obsession with 80s classic rock bands with our love for lesbians, so we're creating a fictional band full of them!!!
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Ah yes, the 3 genders. Male, female, and “what the fuck are you, a cop?”

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hi howdy hello! we’re a system of 6 (give or take) absolute fucking losers. some brief intros are under the cut, and tags are below. :)
🌻 matt, he/they, 20, host/social alter
🌙 moon, he/him, mid-20s, protector/gatekeeper
🩹 steven, he/they, 27, caretaker
🛹 addie, she/they, 18, role unknown
♦️ jay, they/he, 21, protector
🔹 dick, he/him, age slider
🎧 blurry, they/them, placeholder/dissociated
we’re in central time zone, and are currently in college studying english! this is mostly going to be a comp of stuff we all like, uhhh dni if you’re a dick? lol
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