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No matter what they say about robin jason, his death is always going to be Bruce’s fault. And not in an abstract ‘batman’s greatest failure’ way. I mean you can’t have a kid die, violently, from a threat the parent knew about, and it not be their fault. Its negligence. It’s a failure of care. And yes, Sheila is responsible, the joker is responsible, but Bruce was his legal guardian. If it was a school teacher who told him ‘hey I’m leaving but there’s a serial killer around, so don’t get into trouble’ then came back to a corpse, that teacher would be super duper liable.

Its just funny to me, we cut batman more slack than we would a regular parent who isn’t a genius super ninja.

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Do you have any particular feelings on the Chappel Roan thing? I just thought it was interesting since you’re both considered entertainers of a kind who people occasionally look to for political opinions and her recent interview has a lot of people bashing her based on the fact that a lot of what she built her platform on is considered political but she wants to be left out of politics. No malice just curious.

I haven't seen this interview, but being popular to any extent inadvertently makes you a mouthpiece for your respective views. That means anyone with any level of fame holds political responsibility and influence that someone with a smaller sphere of influence does not. Even if one wishes to come off as apolitical, politics isn't something someone can simply choose to turn off when it becomes convenient for them to do so.

Unfortunately for her, a portion of her fame stems from being seen as a figure considered 'against the cultural grain' - and people looked up to her for that; and she was quite vocal about it too. It served her well to garner the support of that respective demographic. I think now that she's famous and successful, she believes she can have her cake and eat it too. Her fame is partially based off the laurels of anti-traditionalism, anti-traditionalism that she proudly embraced as a part of her character and belief set, now that she's a rich girl, comfortably sat at the same table where traditionalism is celebrated and retained (for her respective industry), she hopes to pretend she never had any part in that movement. She might even feign ignorance to her part... "why are you asking me, a mere pop girl about politics?" she might say - when feigning ignorance, pretending it's okay to hold her position without the cultural bearings of said position, is a political statement in itself - and a really bad one to make. It means she never cared about the groups she chose to identify with as leverage for her fame. Mere stepping stools. I can see why some might be upset by that.

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Oh hell yeah

Can you make a spiecies flag for a human and alien hybrid? ?

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Alien/Human Hybrid Species flag -

[PT: Alien/Human Hybrid Species flag -]

A species flag for alien/human hybrids! What that may entail is completely up to the user!

The colors have no meaning, and are simply what I thought looked nice

Tagging: @radiomogai @obscurian

[Banner 1 ID: A pastel yellow banner with a sunflower on either side. In brown text with a white outline, it says "- Please let me know if this has been coined before! - - If so, consider this an alt flag! -" /End ID.]

[Banner 2 ID: A pastel yellow banner with a sunflower on either side. In brown text with a white outline, it says "This blog is heavily neutral, anti-radqueer, and above all else, anti-harassment. We block freely and do not participate in discourse." /End ID.]

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Daily reminder that if you're enjoying some fanfic, and you want to see more of that person's work, that comments mean so, so much more than kudos and bookmarks ever can!

They can be long, heart wrenching love letters to the details and nuances of their writing. Can be pulling your favorite quotes from chapters and making little comments, or – when in doubt – just bark at people. Barking is fun

However you decide, know that even just a bunch of ❤️❤️❤️ can mean the difference between fanwriters and artists just giving up entirely. Fandom is a conversation, so get to yapping!

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🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.

💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚

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An urgent call for humanity

Please don't scroll this ‼️‼️🙏

We need your solidarity with us at this bad time.🇵🇸🍉🙏

🙌Verified by Butterfly effect project line 355 in spreadsheet🇵🇸🚨here

Here in Gaza after a cruel war, We are a family of 15—10 adults and 5 children. Every day is a battle for survival. Food is scarce, humanitarian aid is not reaching us, and my little nieces and nephews go to bed hungry. Among them is my sister, who is deaf, and another sister who has a newborn baby. They, too, are suffering in this crisis, and I’m doing everything I can to protect and provide for them.

We need your support to save us and to help us after the destruction that surrounding us here in Gaza.

Please if you can't donate you can share it with your friends, family, and networks. Together, you can help me give my children hope, warmth, and sustenance in this critical time.🙏🙏🙏🍉💔

You can donate here

Or via PayPal here

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Hi chat!!! I got a new fixation again :3 it's writing!!!!

Im making myself a little series where I generate a random number that corresponds with a song on my playlist and I write a short (very short) story about that. I have about eight written, and I'll upload them here! If I can manage to maintain motivation, there'll be almost 800 of these. I listen to a lot of music. PART TWO

6. A Handshake of Carbon Monoxide (No Surprises, Radiohead) [suicide warning. not graphic or directly stated but it's for sure there]

"My dears, please know this wasn't your fault. I love you all. I just... It's just that. I'm sorry. I love you all dearly. Please know that.

As I published the video, I closed my garage door, the last sunlight I'd ever see shrinking before me.

I turned on my car engine and waited.

7. Leave Behind Your Heart (Natural, Imagine Dragons)

The shipping truck pulled up to the port in the darkness of the night.

"Shoukd be 25 granf worth in there," the driver said as he hopped out of the car.

"Thanks," I said. I handed him a wad of cash through a handshake. It was dark and we were alone, but you never knkw who's watching.

I watched as he unloaded bis truck into the containers and then drove off. It was my duty to check the quality control of the product. I picked up one of the guns, a pistol, and shot several bullets into the wall in front of me.

"Hell yeah," I said, stashing the gun in my holster.

8. You'll See My Face (Can't Catch Me Now, Olivia Rodrigo)

"That'll be $3.50," the young barista told me. I handed them my change.

"Thank you," we both said at the same time.

I walked down to the left side of the counter to wait for my milk tea.

"Heather," called out another barista with my drink. He was slightly older, perhaps just out of high school. I grabbed my drink and headed out the door.

"Ough!" Someone came through just as i was exiting.

"Hey Heather, it's nice to see you again," Nathaniel said to me.

"Yeah. It's good to see you again," I replied. He took his hand in mine and we walked up to the register.

"Ma'am? Ma'am? Are you okay?" The man in front of the door asked me.

Oh. Of course.

"Yes. I'm fine," I told him. I picked up my tea off the floor and walked out.

Tears were streaming down my face. Of course I thought I saw Nathan. Of course he reminded me of him. I would never get away.

9. All Night Long (Life Is a Highway) [I took the sexual innuendo of this. This is much more sexual than the last one]

Bodies. Bodies moving together. Fast paced. Quick. The noises filled the room and took up all the space that wasn't taken up by our squeals. I leaned down to kiss my lover. More noises erupted from the both of us. My mind was filled with the buzz of it all, but we were sober. Sober to remember this beautiful night. The mattress squeaked under our shifting weight. My body ached as my lover and I moved together, our bodies intertwining in the way they were meant to be.

My eyes widened reflexively but I squeezed them shut. After a moment I collapsed onto my love, giving them a kiss. I buried my hands in their hair and changed positions so I was cuddling them from the side. This was the best night I ever had with them yet.

***

We cleaned ourselves up and we're now back in bed. This time, we were eating ice cream together. On the TV we were watching Toby Maguire's Spiderman. Then, my phone buzzed. The clock read 12:04am.

"Ugh, it's an email. Which student is asking me a question eight hours before the test?" I asked. I was a teacher and my students had their unit 7 test tomorrow. It was their last test before the final. A few students had the habit of staying up to study. I should be asleep too, but I had the habit of staying up to do... other things.

"Shh. Don't answer it," my partner comforted me. "Tell them you were sleeping."

"But it's important," I protested.

"Look, it's Toby. You like him," they said, pointing at the TV. "Come finish the movie. Worry about your students' bad habits later." I put my phone down and picked up the corner of the blanket that had fallen and cuddled back with my spouse.

"I love you," I said.

"I love you too."

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Hi chat!!! I got a new fixation again :3 it's writing!!!!

Im making myself a little series where I generate a random number that corresponds with a song on my playlist and I write a short (very short) story about that. I have about eight written, and I'll upload them here! If I can manage to maintain motivation, there'll be almost 800 of these. I listen to a lot of music.

1. Burn, Baby, Burn (Disco Inferno)

The smoke filled my lungs. I couldn't breathe. People were screaming all around me. They were clamoring and running. I was being trampled. Someone stepped on my wrist and I heard it crack.

BOOM!

The sliding metal door to the club slammed shut. People were banging on it and screaming. There was no hope for us. As the sirens grew closer and the orange glow grew larger I heaved a sigh and fell to the floor.

2. Ain't It Good (Ain't It Fun, Paramore)

"Good luck with that whore. Have fun, you little prick. Why don't you marry that little bitch?" Aaliyah drunkenly read out my tweets. "I mean seriously, what are we doing?" I was crying laughing, doubled over at her feet.

"He's gonna be soo pissed," I giggled. I spit up a little chardonnay.

"Oh honey, let's get you to bed."

3. Right From The Start (Break Your Heart, Taio Cruz)

"Don't act so surprised, Aniyah. It's not like I kept this a secret from you!"

"Fuck you!" Sam yelled. She was throwing everything in the kitchen at him. Paper towels, oven mits, you name it. Sam had caught Ryan in bed with another woman. Truth was, she always knew. He was always a sleaze, but she thought that if he always came home to her...

"I loved you! I trusted you!" She cried.

4. Can You Save My (Heavydirtysoul, Twenty One Pilots)

"Help! Somebody please save me! Please, oh god, help!" I screamed into the cosmos. I was pinned under my car. The other car in the wreck had caught fire. I heard footsteps.

"Oh, thank god. Thank you, thank you, thank you." A uniformed man walked towards me. Police, thank god. The other driver must've called the police. But I didn't hear any sirens? Who cares. I was saved. The man peered into my car windshield.

"Help! Help, I'm stuck in here!" He looked away to the ground. Oh no. My car was leaking gasoline. That could cause a-

The man pulled a match out of his pocket. He lit it and flicked it to the ground.

5. Cheri Cheri Lady [mild to moderate nsfw warning. Only vaguely implied]

My lover held me close, kissing my neck.

"That was great. I love you," they said. The night was amazing. We went out for dinner, saw a movie, and then we went home and...

They played with my hair with their right hand and held mine with their left.

"Happy anniversary, babe," I whispered.

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Hello there! 🌸💫 I hope this message finds you in good spirits 💕

I’m reaching out with a humble request to help my family in Gaza. Could you please reblog my pinned post or contribute $10 to help us meet our basic needs and provide essentials for the children in my family? 🙏🏼

Your support, whether through sharing our story or donating, brings hope and relief to us during these challenging times. Together, we can make a difference. 🌼

Thank you for taking the time to read this. Your kindness means the world to us. 🌷✨💖

^^^^

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Greyrose flag for myself, plus some nice variants I made.

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I’ve gone through a ton of different free image sites and collected lots of simple images to use as symbols on pride flags!

They’re now all in my pride flag resource folder linked in the pinned post.

Resources and symbols > CC, Public Domain Images.

I’ve linked all of the sites I’ve gotten them from in the sources folder. (Also make sure to read any READMEs you see too)

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And that's that on that.

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Template I made for the “My Ship In 5 Minutes” challenge. Feel free to use, but please don’t remove my watermark. <3

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“We chose the term “asexual” to describe ourselves because both “celibate” and “anti-sexual” have connotations we wished to avoid: the first implies that one has sacrificed sexuality for some higher good, the second that sexuality is degrading or somehow inherently bad. “Asexual”, as we use it, does not mean “without sex” but “relating sexually to no one”. This does not, of course, exclude masturbation but implies that if one has sexual feelings they do not require another person for their expression. Asexuality is, simply, self-contained sexuality.”

— The Asexual Manifesto, Lisa Orlando and Barbara Getz, 1972

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Aro cannibalism flag

For aros that eat people