#why did this take me one month

[himejoblr]

mfy phnoy done!!!!!

[thegreatyin]

giggling kicking my feet blushing madly

[thegurlwhoisntthere]

Fun little thought I thought I’d share 😋

Imagine, it’s the big showdown between Red Hood and Batman, Joker’s unconscious form slumped nearby, completely bound.

Red hood, Jason, demands that Batman kill him. That after everything he’s done, all the people he’s killed, he pleads with his dad to kill the Batman (although he’d never admit that he still loves the man as a father, not yet).

There’s some dramatic back and forth where Batman refuses and Red Hood insists pleads that Batman Bruce kill the joker, until Bruce rips off the cowl and reveals that he did!

He did kill the Joker! He wore his favorite suit and grabbed two $1000 watches and used them as brass knuckles and beat the fucker to death! He burned his body and buried the ashes outside of the goddamn Fortress of Solitude so no one would find them! He folded up the bloodied suit and boxed them with the broken watches and put them a hidden compartment in the base of Jason’s memorial in the cave, where no one would ever touch or find them! He waited until Superman was off world so he wouldn’t stop him again and told no one of what he did!

And how that ends is up to y’all. I just think that it’s interesting how there are canonically 3 Jokers (possibly more if dc changes their mind) and wouldn’t it be fun if Bruce knowingly murdered one of them only for another to pop up and make him suicidal to the point where a little Timothy Drake needs to blackmail his way into being Robin so he doesn’t kill himself?

[sea-jello]

hong kong miku,,,

[shalom-iamcominghome]

The jewish love language really is giving each other book recommendations you think they'd like........

[seaofreverie]

GUUUYYUYSSSD !!!!!

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KIMONO MY HOUSE VINYL!!!!!!

Also funny story which is that when my brother took these to the cashier he said something like "oh... Sparks... they were here one year ago"

[marxism-transgenderism]

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[kissingagrumpygiant]

Guess who's newly employed !!!

[vesperione]

LOOK all im saying is if by some fucking miracle dread weight and the cinderellas castle digital ticket drops on the exact same day, i will exclusively combust because what the actual fuck.

[sheepydwagondraws]

Artfight Week 1

Been trying really hard to dedicate time to working on pieces for AF this year, and I'm really enjoying it! I love drawing silly little guys <3 I should do trades more after this is over lol

Featured Characters:

Hum, owned by @kowtownart

Vista, owned by @cupidtxt & Spammail, owned by me :3

Addision, owned by @gehega

Brandy, owned by Windwaken (on AF/dA/TH) & Spamton, owned by Toby Fox lol

Rocco, owned by @lighterium

Kelby, owned by @hannah--bug

[curious-blupee]

It took 3 months but I am finally finished!

[arolesbianism]

Welcome to the “they’re just like me fr (derogatory)” club featuring no color because I would rather die than draw Sif with color

[astramachina]

being on testosterone while inhabiting a body that's falling apart, including a disease that went undiagnosed for twenty years and has rendered my insides permanently scarred to the point that i will never be able to live a pain free life, drives me fucking insane. because said disease is hardly studied in cis women, doctor are just left flustered and twiddling their thumbs when my ass entered the chat.

"testosterone should slow the progression" cool, then why am i getting flare-ups that increase in frequency and severity. "uuuuuuh a full removal will probably do the trick but honestly we tend to leave a chunk in to help regulate women's bodies so we have no fucking idea whether or not we should go ahead and do something similar to you so you should talk to your doctor--" idk how to tell you but YOU ARE MY DOCTOR.

i'm tired, scoob. yeah the pelvic pain/lower back pain sucks ass to the point where i have to walk hunched over, but even that pales to the anxiety of having my abdomen and chest be in pain. just. christ.

[koka-mi]

I dunno why but I keep thinking abt the way I used to spend my nights two years ago

I remember around 6-7pm (in the autumn/winter) or 7-8pm (in the spring/summer), I'd lock my bedroom door, bring my tablet and headphones up with me onto the roof and play songs that I liked I watched the sun set. The songs were mostly either sapphic-coded (like sofia by clairo, strawberry blonde by chloe moriondo, etc.) or something ambient and soothing to me (like colorful interlude by sublime jupiter or rhubarb/#3 by aphex twin). I don't remember why though..I guess I just liked those types of songs back then xp

sometimes I'd bring my sketchbook with me too and sketch out random things like landscapes or characters from fandoms I was in at the time. Or I'd bring my journal and write about my completely nothing day. Most of the stuff I wrote was about the same but it's still nice to look back at them :3

Was it the safest for 14 year old me to just chill on the roof? Probably not. But tbh I didn't care at the time xD I honestly wouldn't have minded dying there.

I was at like.a reaaaaally low point in my life. Probably at my worst. Like I would cry everyday over little things and I found it extremely difficult to take care of myself. I guesss when I was out there on my roof watching the sun set with nice music in my headphones I actually felt..peace?? for once?? I dunno how to explain but it was suuuper nice I remember ^^ and it was nice to let out good cries up there.

I guess I can't help but remember this fondly and find it kinda nostalgic even though it was only two years ago and when I was not.doing great :'D I'm better nowadays luckily but hadhehdjwd makes me emotional sometimes.

[flowercrowngods]

i don't know how to be merely acquaintances when we used to be friends. or i think we used to be. i don't know how to yearn for a simple hello when you've been heaping your affection on me months ago, and i don't know how to talk to you when you won't say anything. when suddenly it's all about me. you know i have nothing to say, you know my brain is void of everything but horribleness and i cannot tell you about my day because i don't even know about my day. i cannot tell you about my day when i know you won't listen, when i know you'll apply your philosophy to my world and don't believe me when i say that everything is terrible. i don't know how to be the person you seem to think i am, or the person you want in your life. i don't know if you want anyone else in your life now that you're in love and sappy, found another recipient for your affections, leaving me empty and wounded and yearning.

you said you missed me. said it many times, while i was gone. now i'm back, have been back, and i wonder how you missed me, why you missed me, when you won't talk to me. i think you mistook missing for worrying. i think you mistook caring for a feeling of obligation. i think you like missing me more than talking to me.

and i think i can't breathe with how much that hurts

[stylishanachronism]

Getting back into job hunting because my bank job cut my hours (?????) and it was in fact the final straw, if they want me to quit this bad they will have to fire me But also what if I did my exact job but for literally twice the pay because [redacted] is hiring and Jesus fucking Christ what the hell was that ‘assessment’