#coming back

[glow-in-the-dark-death]

You Remind Me Of Her

~

"Jason wake up I want to go see the new store!"

He felt his blankets get tugged off of him. Groaning he scrunched his face into the bed.

" Let me sleep another hour or two, it was late when I got in bed."

" And who's fault is that?"

He grabbed the nearest pillow to him and flung it to where the voice was coming from, even with perfect aim he wasn't surprised when he heard it connect with his wall and not a body.

"Yours! If you hadn't dragged me with you to look for those old music disk with you I would have gotten to bed earlier."

"Liar you would still have gone to bed late for whatever other reason."

He sat up rubbing his eyes, hissing slightly when he opened them not expecting his lights to already be on.

"Okay, what store are you making me go to today Martha?"

He dodged a swat to the back of his head. Grinning he headed towards the kitchen hearing her huff and following him.

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me grandma! Honestly, you're worse than a nipping dog"

"Well at least I'm not emotionally constipated like Bruce"

"True, but we're not speaking about my son right now we're speaking about you. Now hurry up! I saw the prettiest set of crystal glass cut tea set by the window when I was passing by!"

"Give me like 8 minutes to eat and get ready okay, will grampa be joining us?"

He turned to look at her in the eyes

Her green eyes, just barely glowing. The rest of her being transparent like fog in the early morning, her heels floating a few inches of the floor.

Martha Wayne his grandmother

His dead grandmother now a ghost

Just like he used to be

~

He walked into the small store the small bells jingling above his head.

"Look Jason they have such pretty things!"

His eyes followed her as she floated over to the display case. Quickly he took his phone and held it up to is ear.

"Which one's were the ones that caught your eye?'

He developed the habit of speaking into the phone when he was outside in public view while speaking with a ghost, that way nobody would give him a second glance looking like a normal phone call.

"The one with lilies and forget-me-not's."

His eyes quickly found the pieces and grabbed them. He looked at her from the corner of his eye.

"Is this all you wanted from here?"

The 'Do you want to continue looking?' in his gaze. She gave a quick glance around before turning back to him.

"No just that for today, we can come back another day when you don't have plans."

Jason glanced at her while he quickly paid. Leaving the store he turned to fully look at her while still having his phone up to his ear.

"Plans? I don't have any plans for today?"

A sly grin made its way on to her face

"Well I thought it's been a while since you visited Alfred and since we're in the area we might as well visit, no?"

Jason sighed, " Fine, only because it has been a while plus if I don't go you'll just keep naggin' me."

Martha gave a small huff of amusement

"That's my boy! Now! Let's get some nice tea for our visit, it would be rude to go empty handed, how about some nice cinnamon tea huh?"

"Your obsession with cinnamon tea has started to spread to me, especially the weird way you like it."

"Gasp! It's not that weird, honestly I started drinking it like that because of my cravings while I was pregnant and just never stopped. But don't lie to me, you like it just as much as I do even with the peach jam."

"Fine maybe I do."

He looked down at the time, "Let's hurry up a buy that before it gets too late."

~

He knocked at the door, shifting the bags in his hands as he waited for Alfred to open the door.

Martha waited outside with him even though she could easily phase her way inside.

Jason heard light footsteps before the door glided open.

"Master Jason what a wonderful surprise to see you here please do come in."

Alfred herded Jason inside taking note of the bags he held.

"Did you go shopping before coming here?"

"Uh yea, some of it is for you."

"For me master Jason?"

"I thought it would be rude to come empty handed so I bought tea."

"Very thoughtful of you, lets head to the kitchen to prepare a cup shall we."

Jason quickly looked towards Martha raising a brow

"You go enjoy your tea with Alfred I'm going to look for Thomas, I'll be back by the time you leave"

Jason gave a quick smile in return before quickly following Alfred into the kitchen.

"Hey Alfie we can use the new tea set I got today, let me just wash them real quick."

He turned around, not noticing Alfred's confused stare

"You bought a tea set master Jason?"

Jason turned around after quickly wiping them dry.

"Yeah look, they even have some lilies and forget-me-not's on them, saw them by the window of the shop and thought why not?" He half lied.

"I see, I haven't seen these two flowers paired up together in ...a very long time."

Jason turned towards the kitchen entrance as he heard two pairs of footsteps nearing. Both Bruce and Dick appearing in the doorway.

"Oh good you're both here, I'm about to prepare some tea master Jason brought over for us ,sit down please."

They walked over to the table, Dick quickly hugging him.

"You didn't tell me you were dropping by!"

"Get off, and yea it was impulsive decision."

"Hn, good to see you chum."

"Yeah, you too B."

Alfred walked over with the tea prepared, placing it on the table.

Dick leaned over to see the tray.

"What kind of tea is it?"

"Master Jason brought us cinnamon tea."

Dick looked over at Jason tilting his head, "Since when do you drink cinnamon tea?"

"Since none of your business."

Jason took a small sip before sighing, "Hey Alfred do you have any peach jam?"

Alfred hesitated before looking at him confused, "Peach jam? What for?"

"I like to mix it in with the cinnamon tea."

Alfred's eyes glazed over for a second before heading towards the refrigerator, "...I see, of course let me get some for you."

He quickly came back with a small jar and placed it on the table near Jason.

"Thanks Alf." He scooped up a spoonful and dipped it in his cup.

Bruce and Alfred glanced at each other.

Dick looked up from his own cup, "Does that actually taste good? Can I try some!"

He made a grab at Jason's cup, he quickly pulled it out of reach, "Don't touch mine! If you're really curious make it yourself."

Dick slumped on the table whining, "But what if I don't like it, I'll ruin my tea!"

"That's not my problem"

"Oh come oooon just a little sip!"

"No"

"Pleaseee!"

"Ugh you're worse than a nipping dog, fine!"

Before Dick could celebrate they heard twin startled noises. They turned around and Bruce was covered in tea in what seemed like he spit out his tea, both Alfred and Bruce were staring at Jason faces pale.

Jason glanced around confused, "What? Why are you looking at me like that."

Alfred straightened up clearing his throat, " Apologies master Jason you seem to have startled us a bit."

"With what?"

Bruce finally stopped coughing, "Nothing, you just...reminded us of someone."

~

Just an Idea

[nobeerreviews]

We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.

-- T.S. Elliot

(Bistrița, Romania)

[cosmicfunnies]

Navigating Through The Storm - An Update On My Journey

Hello , dear friends and followers,I hope this post finds you in moments of peace and pockets of joy, despite the complexities we all navigate through in our lives. It’s been a while since I've shared a detailed update with you, and I believe it’s important to keep the lines of communication open, honest, and heartfelt.

The past few years have been a rollercoaster, to say the least. I’ve encountered personal challenges that have significantly impacted my ability to create as freely and frequently as I used to, particularly with my comics and creative projects.Depression has been a relentless companion on this journey, making everyday tasks and creative endeavors much more difficult to navigate.

The weight of it often dims the vibrant colors of life, making even the simplest steps forward feel like monumental tasks.Adding to this, the financial strain of losing my full-time job two years ago has cast a long shadow over my life. The search for stable employment has been both exhausting and disheartening, leaving me to juggle financial uncertainty alongside my other challenges.

One of the most heart-wrenching aspects of these years has been witnessing the progression of my mom’s dementia. Her condition continues to deteriorate, and the emotional toll of watching a loved one fade away cannot be overstated. It's a type of pain that words can hardly capture.

Despite the darkness, there have been slivers of light and progress. I’ve been slowly, but surely, working on new things. The journey back to creativity isn’t a straightforward path; it’s filled with starts and stops, especially with chronic fatigue making every step feel like wading through molasses.

But I am moving, nonetheless.I’m in the process of relaunching my store, which is both exciting and daunting. It’s a tangible piece of my hope for the future, a hope that creativity will once again be a full-fledged beacon in my life.Moreover,

I've taken a significant step towards a brighter future by going back to college to pursue my bachelor's degree in graphic design. This decision is not just about career opportunities; it's about reigniting my passion and opening doors to new possibilities and dreams.

Yes, things are moving slowly, but they are moving. The creation of new comics and products is underway, though the pace might not be what I used to manage. This process is teaching me patience and the importance of being kind to myself, recognizing that progress, no matter how small, is still progress.

To you, my dear readers, your support and understanding mean the world to me. Knowing that you are there, even in silence, gives me strength. I am hopeful for what the future holds, for both my creative endeavors and personal growth.

Your patience and encouragement as I navigate this phase of my life are invaluable.As doors begin to crack open, and I peer through to the possibilities beyond, I am reminded that every step forward is a victory. And I am grateful for the chance to share this journey with you.

Jackie

[soemy-yuka]

I heard there are still people here. Is anyone interested in reviving this blog with me? I brought some stuff from four years ago

[ineffablehubbys]

Okay I’m pulling an Agnes Nutter and placing my bet here to return to later…

David will 100% be wearing a kilt in the ceremony tonight.

This man has made SO MANY references to the fact that he will be wearing a kilt in multiple interviews so I will honestly be baffled if he isn’t

Future me: how good is it????

[deanmekel]

I’m coming home tomorrow

For so long we have waited

For so long I have missed you

For even longer have I loved you

Yet we did not known the truth

Now my hand is reaching up to the surface

I am drowning still, I am still asleep

Still I am alone in the water

And yet I know that I am waking

For tomorrow my hand will find yours

And I will hold it without the intention of letting you go

I will hold your face in my hands and find that after the ages of waiting, I still know it well

I will kiss your cheeks and your brow and even your nose to finally memorise you like this too

Lastly, I will kiss your mouth and whisper a promise between your lips:

Never shall I leave you again

For tomorrow I will once more fall asleep in your arms

But now I know that the day after, I will wake again

To the morning light and your smile

[mrfisherot]

[theatrekidenergy]

Hellooooo there!!! =D

I miss being active on here sm!!! If you’re a mutual couod you interact with this post, I wanna get back in the community after made the mistake of being more active on tiktok and wanna get back into tumblr circles!! I miss being able to be cringe on here, so if you’re looking for a new mutual or friend on the platform please say leave a like or interaction so we could talk sometime!! ^^

[dement009]

Twitter is being set on fire, time to come back and post furry art to Tumblr dot com in the year of 2022/23.

If that aint your thing please unfollow, i know the masses here follow me for the off chance to see me post So Far or Lapidot, and while i still very rarely draw them, don’t expect to see new SU art from me. Ive moved on, it was amazing fun and im still super happy that my stories touched so many people, but yeah, its not my daily thing anymore.

Ive loved drawing animals since a very young age and thats how i actually started out and eventually went back to that, after my infatuation with Steven Universe, and honestly its been an amazing experience being in the community!

Gonna fix up my entire page to reflect my current state as twitter is currently being set to crash itself with the monthly fee so yall are gonna see the furry posting chart here skyrocket :D

And here are some of my recent works

[cluelesspigeons]

This is written for the song “coming back” by Robin Loxley & Smudge Mason from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 143

Drarry microfic: coming back

Cw: parental death & grief

Draco held her frail hand in his. It was cold to his touch. Tears were streaming down his face, his soft sobs the only sound in the quiet room.

A heavy hand was placed on his shoulder. Draco leaned closer to it.

“She’s not coming back, Draco.” Harry leaned closer, placing his lips against Draco’s temple. “I’m sorry.”

Draco took a shaky breath, letting go of his mother’s hand. He bent down and placed one last kiss on her forehead. “Until we meet again, Mother.”

When they exited the room, Draco clung to Harry like he was his last hope. He didn’t dare look back. The only thing he focused on was Harry’s warmth and the love he could feel radiating off of him.

Though his mother might not be coming back again, he knew his husband would always come back to him.

Prompt from February 24th

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[cardboard-crack]

[tjtheanimelover]

Idk if anyone remembers my fics lol but I might be back

I haven’t published a story in 2 years 😭 feels weird saying it. I used to write for Naruhina with such works like The sweet, shy, innocent kunoichi, Hinata Oneshot series, and The gift we share. Then I began writing for other fandoms, making edits, started a yt and a podcast. Life has been busy asf. The last time I actually wrote for Naruhina was when I was newly 18 and I’m now 20. I’ve changed a bit but I want to reignite my passion for writing. So let me know what you want to see from me. I can try to finish an old story or start a new one. I also write for Doctor Who, Misfits, and The Vampire Diaries so lmk if you want anything there as well. My faves are in my bio ☆

[haveyoureadthiscomic-poll]

[maihonhassan]

Yes, i moved on, but sometimes i hope:

Aaoge tum kabhi, meri jaa keh rahi

Gayega ya sama, gayegi ye zameen

Badlega ye jahan, gayega asmaan

Aaoge tum kabhi, meri jaa keh rahi

[onherway]

Coming Back To Life, how bout you????

[multi-mess-au]

To cups and the damn flower, any clue on how the portal opened???

Sorry for delay busy with stuff and I lost my pen and I spent like a day or two looking for it but I’m back so ask anything to anyone

Again just a heads up the background took the longest so I’ll dumb down the backgrounds to white or a different colour for now unless there’s story, also I’m experimenting with backgrounds and blending backgrounds aren’t my strong suit. Anyways I’ll try my best and don’t worry I’ll draw with my finger :>