#even if it’s something small

[irepostalot]

Bro i did not know Nanami was Danish? Only like 25% (from his grandfather) but still HUH?!

I dont know why i feel like this is so exciting, i just love when i see my nationality be used in things

Anyways yay Nanami and Denmark

[madlad-link]

hands are beautiful. Please take the time to admire your own hand and looks at all the shapes. The curves. The angles. The lines.

[alwaysbeenastormx]

I know it’s early, but I really want to be spoiled for Christmas for once :(

[oasisofgalaxies]

Forgetting things my abhorred

[silktherambler]

I'm going to say it and I'm going to sound like a hater but I really don't care

As a person, who identifies as a poet, as a spoken word artist, as a lyricist

I truly despise when some of you really pretty women, really handsome men, and really good looking non-binary folks, think that you can write poetry because you are undeniably attractive

Are you hot? Very much so

Is wordplay your strong suit? No bro

If I was ugly maybe I wouldn't say nothing but it's the fact that I am also not ugly and I'm a poet and I am tired of y'all getting on stage to be like y'all do poetry and it's some of the most mediocre rhymes I've ever heard

And also, while we're on this topic, can y'all talk about something other than love or heartbreak or getting cheated on

Cuz that's usually what the poem is about it's usually about somebody that did them wrong or people that betrayed them or them going through heartbreak or something to do around the topic of romance

These are the people that hardly make poems about the corruption that they see, how it feels to be a bad friend, being less fortunate than others, understanding the topic of influence and how it works, it's like you don't want to expand your brains to talk about anything other than love and betrayal

The truth is, I want better for y'all. I want you to go to a damn poetry workshop and actually work on getting your words up. Work on your vocabulary, growing knowledge about different words you can use. Understand and get to know different forms of poetry, utilize different literary elements, make your art indifferent to what's outside and more personable so it matches your heart. Your art matches your soul. And I think y'all probably have some really cool souls but it's buried a lot of vain

[daffycinth]

I need help

I have depression. I’ve had it for over a decade. I cannot live like this anymore. I want to get better but I don’t know how to do it. I can’t afford therapy and I can’t burden my friends by telling them what I’m going through. But I’ve come to the realization that I need some kind of help. I don’t know where to start though. How do I start to recover from this? I would be so grateful if anyone could share their experiences with me and how they got better.

[swiggity-swexual-i-am-asexual]

We all know the semi-canonical ‘all the Robins know to hide/duck inside of Batman’s cape, even as adults’ thing.

We also know that Danny ‘is LITERALLY a ghost’ Fenton sucks at remembering his own intangibility while ALSO forgetting to look ahead of him.

All I’m saying is, Danny Fenton (or Phantom, if you’d really like) would absolutely SLAM into Batman on accident while running on roof tops and Bruce ‘Brooding Instinct’ Wayne doesn’t even think twice about letting the kid hide and scanning around for danger before there’s a record scratch of ‘wait who tf is this?’ kicks in.

[i-eat-deodorant]

does this annoy anyone else or is it just me

[gravitysoda]

refusing an impossible wish and settling for one last game of chess.

[bluerosefox]

Gray and Graysons

One of the Bats has a secret. Something they never told to the others.

They were so very young but they have memories of a sibling, so small and tiny. They remember the burst of warmth they had in their heart when they held the tiny baby for just a moment.

But they weren’t allowed to keep them, their family couldn’t raise them. Money was tight, just enough for three but not for four, despite their shows always bringing in a crowd it was getting harder and harder for the world to be wowed by them in the new age and their sibling was too small and tiny and needed to be cared in a single place than for them to be on the road. Their lifestyle was not good for his tiny sibling apparently.

They had to watch as their parents gave his sibling away to people in suits, them promising to give his baby brother to a loving family when they find a ‘home’ for him. He watched his parents try to be strong only for his mother to break down once the car left down the road, his father holding her and apologizing, the rest of the circus troupe all silently coming over to give the heartbroken family condolences.

Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson had tears running down his face when he last saw his baby brother.

A brother he got to name before he had to be given away.

Daniel ‘Danny’ Grayson.

-x-x-

Dick never told the others. If anyone dug deep into his past they might find his brother’s birth records maybe, if someone got around to digitizing the paperwork for him but given the fact he was placed in the US childcare systems just a few days after his birth and the fact that Dick was still pretty young they most likely believed he didn’t remember his baby brother now. Not after so many years.

But they were wrong, Dick remembers. And he kept the secret close to his heart and memories.

And the only physical evidence he had was a single picture of him holding his brother, a smile on his tiny face towards their father who had taken the photo of them together. When he had lost his parents, lost most of the things that connected him to them, to his past in the circus that had been his whole life, had been taken from him in Gotham’s ruthless childcare system, he held on tight to the picture in secret. Hid it away from anyone trying to rip it from him, hid it from Bruce when the man took him in days later, hid it from Alfred despite how gentle the butler was towards him. He couldn’t, wouldn’t risk losing his photo at the time, he hadn’t trusted anyone and by the time he did he didn’t have the heart to reveal it.

So yes, the existence of his baby brother Danny was his most guarded and best kept secret.

So that’s why Dick, as Nightwing, nearly died from a heart attack when leaving a Justice League meeting he spotted a familiar face among one of the new engineers working in the Watchtower.

It was like seeing a young version of himself. Only, Dick could see that the young man was more than a copy of him, so much more than a clone. He held many traces of John Grayson but also had a bit more of Mary Grayson than Dick did. Small details that Dick foggely remembers taking note when he had held his baby brother.

“Hey, hurry up with that report Gray!” Shouted the head engineer from down the hall, his hand beckoning the young adult to come over.

“Coming! And boss, I told you Danny is fine!” Danny shouted back before hurriedly leaving a stunned Nightwing.

[egophiliac]

innocently logging in to look at the Twst schedule for May like

[bunnieswithknives]

Dev this is serious stop beatboxing.

[gouinisme]

uhm. jarchivist

[nori-no-name]

If Blue Diamond ever fused, I think Garnet should be at least a little petty about it

[obsessedwithstarwars]

Question for the DP fandom:

Do you think Danny’s hair turns white when it falls out? It’s technically dead cells anyway but when it naturally falls off his head, do you think it turns white? Because I think it would be hilarious if his hairbrush just has white hair, no black strands whatsoever, and his significant other thought the worst until they know his secret.

[iknowicanbutwhy]

@chipper-smol I couldn't get the thought out of my head of dragon loop flying on unfamiliar wings away from their problems because obviously that's why they have them haha ha ha