#trashy rambles

[thetrashywritingwitch]

here i'm sharing my cake with y'all <3 knocking on your door like a weird neighbor offering you baked goods grandma style

[garykingz]

[candyunicornsateme]

Tbh I feel like if Kenny wanted to basically get ripped (more or less) to be a stronger Mysterion, I think he could do it. He gives the vibe of he can do just about anything if he's really driven to put his mind to it. Plus does he not give "guy that does chin-ups on makeshift bar in bedroom doorway to get stronger"??? I can't draw this shit we'll never know my true vision otherwise.

[veryaren]

here.... Take this bwforei go..... (To bed)

[enemymag]

Been thinking about that one really stupid ADHD shirt ft. a sleep deprived Jay Walker

[trashiiplant]

WHAT DO YOU MEAN A NEW DLC IS COMING OUT WTF

[mysticfemme]

how do I meet hot girls in my area I wanna be friends

[riderofspades]

Christmas JayTim not-drabble(?)

Holiday seasons, growing up, had meant pain to him. It meant an empty home, sometimes without heating, because his parents had forgotten to pay the heating bill while away again. It meant eating tuna straight from the can for the umpteenth time, or even moldy bread. (Sometimes, he had beans heated up in the microwave as a treat.) It meant going to sleep in the most luxurious bed money could buy, listening to the ticking of the clock outside the cavernous hall counting down to midnight, hoping he would find sleep before the fireworks went off and reminded him of what he never had (what he could never have). And above all, never ever going out on Christmas Day, because going out meant families, meant love and warmth and home.

(Meant a feast before his starving eyes, mocking with looking his fill but not being able to touch.)

Such were those times. Lonely. Sad. But simple.

Now he spends his Christmasses busy. There’s the yearly fundraiser, Bruce. You’re not coming, right? So I definitely have to go. Oh sorry, Dick, but I’m in space right now. Young Justice business. What do you mean it’s Christmas Eve?

Sorry, Alfred…

Sorry…

Then he hangs up his phone and his mask falls. And he goes back to the Nest, just in case Batman or Nightwing is checking, and does an umpteenth sweep of the place for trackers. And eats the umpteenth can of tuna, straight out of the can. Curls up on his couch under the muted light of his high-end flatscreen TV to sleep.

(Some things really never change.)

And this story would’ve ended here. Except.

Except.

At some point, Tim meets Jason. Really meets Jason. Not the Robin he had once worshipped from afar, not the vengeful Red Hood who had tried to kill him. Jason, who was the books he loved, and the weird dreams he had when crashing from a 30-hour work binge, and the bad breath he suffered from in the morning, and his impeccable angel’s food cake that he baked. And so, so much more.

Jason, who was alive and here and warm and had chose him, who was not far away across the world or a mere figment of his fanciful boyhood wishes. Who gave him awkward hugs and imperfectly made coffee, because he was still learning, because he had bothered to learn. Who was not as subtle as he’d thought in gauging what he assumed Tim would like as a present, and who hid his Christmas dinner plan ideas in his sock drawer, written out in pencil with poorly scratched-out lines over and over, all because he cared whether Tim was allergic to nuts or fucking hated cranberries.

He was right; Tim hated cranberries.

He was also wrong; Tim would eat them by the bucketload if it meant making Jason happy.

That was when he realised, this was it. This was who he was going to spend the rest of his life with.

(But ah, that is another story.)

[bramblepaws]

where are the people on this godforsaken app who actually like the Mercy Thompson series--

[ran-orimoto]

💙Fairyblitz💜

In these days my tw friends reminded me of my forbidden hc about Fairymon being blind like a true butterfly (and returning blind like she used to, after having become a different entity from Izumi) and my Fairyblitz heart has exploded. It had been throbbing for too long~. I plan to draw a silly sketchdump, let’s see if my inspiration’s wind won’t blow somewhere else.

[thetrashywritingwitch]

Hehe I went to my friend's house last night and it was her birthday but we're celebrating all August birthdays bc there's like four of us. So I made a chocolate cake 🤩

Thanks sallysbakingaddiction . Com you did not let me down 💜

[garykingz]

SHITHEAD !!! UR ICKY GROSS I LUV U SO DEARLY !!!

[queerofthedagger]

there are many things i endure for work but the fact that i am made to listen to fucking fourth wing is a fucking hate crime against my person i do not get paid enough for this

[mostlykind]

give me good book recommendations pls 😔 something with romance but not necessarily the entire plot/main genre but defo good writing

[aishadoll]

Late Night Rant💕💕💕

I’m not sure if anyone has said this yet but cringe and irony culture did irreversible damage to a whole generation of people and I believe it’s part of the reason so many people are seeking some form of place in past generations. Like sure you can do the same things you could do in the early 2000s now but there is just something so comforting in the way that people didn’t seem to care about being cringe. Like they did everything genuinely no form of irony or trying to convince yourself you hate what you’re doing to seem cool. I’m not saying bullying didn’t exist back then but it’s not on the scale it is now. If someone considers you cringe now, all they have to do is take a picture and post it and now you have thousands of people (strangers if I may add) essentially telling you to off yourself for dressing how you genuinely want to. It’s crazy how our generation loves to brag about being so accepting when they are no better than their predecessors. It’s just different standards being enforced now. Sometimes it does seem like it’d be better if you were born in a time before where yeah people still sucked but there was a level of being genuine and passion which can be refreshing when you’re so used to being ironic and unfeeling all the time. Idk I guess what I’m tryna say is be okay with being cringe in your life if it makes you happy. You’re the one that’s gonna have to live it.

Anyways I went shopping today and bought a Juicy Couture perfume so that was fun🛍️🛍️🛍️. My bank account wasn’t so happy though.

[trashiiplant]

hi can i eat your designs ?

haha sure!

no but being fr I'm so glad you people like my scugerator designs! the amount of positive feedback is incredible!!

I don't quite have a lot sorted out for the au yet, but I'm totally looking forward to posting more about it.

I appreciate constructive criticism too, I'm always trying to improve. if something happens to bug you, feel free to tell me!