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seeing reddit refugees repeatedly hit their post limits and comment their thoughts on every reblog is kind of refreshing. site migration be damned these guys know how to blog
#reddit blackout#it’s great#i love the excitement!! it seems like everyone is enjoying tumblr so far#reminds me of 2010 when people reblogged everything that hit their dashs#mine
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part 1 (?) of the reunion comic - there’s a written follow-up here
[THIS ARTIST HASN’T PLAYED TOTK YET SO PLEASE NO SPOILERS]
#botw#mipha botw#sidon botw#princess mipha#prince sidon#king dorephan#muzu botw#lizalfos#zora’s domain#legend of zelda#breath of the wild#loz botw#i’ve made a whole “champions get resurrected” au now#daruk accidentally convinced an entire group of gorons that they died in an rockslide and were in the afterlife#revali tried to fistfight (wingfight?) harth at least twice#it’s great#champions resurrected au
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modern xie lian!
#mxtx tgcf#tgcf xie lian#tgcf#tgcf fanart#tgcf hua cheng#tgcf shi qingxuan#tian guan ci fu#天官赐福#ari art#i love modern aus#so i don’t have to draw complicated clothes#it’s great#heaven official's blessing#mxtx#mxtx fanart
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I love playing dress up with the blorbo
#I saw that display on the left a few weeks back and it just really reminded me of mark so I had to draw him in it#also it’s trans flag colors <3#and then I saw Yourlocalabomination and CowardlyKrow’s drawings doing dress up with Ted and I had to do it with mark#so on the right- that is a shirt I do in fact own- as well as the socks#unfortunately I do not own jorts#but I do have a pair of jeans that color#anyways I love drawing Mark Chasity#what a guy that guy#can’t believe one of the characters im obsessed with is just a middle aged Christian father who has five minutes max of screen time#it’s great#oh yeah also apparently I have to say not to repost my art#a beloved mutual pointed out that someone on Pinterest reposted something I did without permission so now we gotta have precautions#yippie#OH FUCK I almost forgot my fun fact yall#fun fact: Australia is wider than the moon#mark chasity#Curt mega#nerdy prudes must die#Npmd#starkid npmd#hatchetfield#hatchetverse#hatchetfield fanart#Starkid#team Starkid#my art
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lute is a pick me bitch and adam is the misogynist who picked her. i love/hate them sm
#adam hazbin hotel#lute hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel#guitarspear#adam x lute#i’m a sucker for ship dynamics where they’re both just awful#like they SUCK but they found each other and now everyone who meets them has to suffer twice as much bc they egg each other on#it’s great#really tickles me
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Iron man 2 is possibly the most chaotic mcu movie
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This was very funny to me
#polls#very conveniently placed polls#also they’re right every time I vote on something I get a little achievement sound going of in my head#a little rush of dopamine#it’s great
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I love the small details in Chaos Theory that let us in to how close the nublar six have gotten over the years. Like that fact that instead of straight up going for Ben’s keys, Sammy tickles Ben implying that everyone knows that Ben is incredibly ticklish.
#I love the relationship building in this show#it’s great#they all seem like best friends who have just grown apart in more recent years#jwct#chaos theory#jurassic world chaos theory#ben pincus#sammy gutierrez#mor posts
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Guys watch Pacific Rim not for me, but for the gay rival scientists. Do it for them. Also power of love (Drift Compatibility). Also big robot. Also big alien. Also
#by power of love#i mean any kind#familial platonic romantic#literally any kind#there’s mostly familial in the movie#and the main two characters relationship can be read as platonic or romantic#it’s great#WATCH PACIFIC RIM#pacrim#pacific rim#mason posts#mason talks
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Bit of an older animation but I still think it’s funny lol
#I love Toko’s colour scheme#it’s great#danganronpa#toko fukawa#byakuya togami#danganronpa thh#dr thh#thh#trigger happy havoc#danganronpa trigger happy havoc#makoto naegi#junko enoshima#monokuma#izuru kamukura#mikan tsumiki#maki harukawa
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Faraway brothers
This is a scene from @the-peak-tmnt ‘s fanfic reciprocity (chapter 13 specifically)! You should give it a read, it’s really good https://archiveofourown.org/works/49607587/chapters/125206036?view_adult=true
(Click for better quality, text-less version under the cut because I was stupid while making these)
#art#my art#tmnt#tmnt mm#mutant mayhem#mm raph#mm leo#mm leonardo#mm raphael#this took me 21 hours#I’m am so glad that I’m done with it#but also I really liked how they turned out! especially that last one#it’s great#ALSO READ RECIPROCITY! ITS SOOO GOOD LIKE LEGITIMATELY ONE OF THE BEST FANFICS I’VE READ#teenage mutant ninja turtle mutant mayhem#teenage mutant ninja turtles#tottmnt#that as well I guess? same difference#tmnt raph#tmnt Leo
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One really awesome thing about being a Jew is how widely accepted it is in our people that we all have very complicated and personal feelings about the idea of a god, or any sort of religious concept at all. I love being able to explore my own beliefs as a person who doesn’t believe in a higher power, and I fucking love seeing those beliefs represented in so many Jews, in so many theological Jewish sects and schools of thoughts, in so many centuries of Jewish history. Judaism is all about those in-betweens, it’s all about complex ideas and shades of greys and personal understandings of life
Above all else, there’s always a search in Judaism for meaning, for purpose, for the human experience. And wether that manifest itself into ideas of a tangible higher power, or some vague feeling of something making existence meaningful (like for me!) or anything in between or outside of that— it’s all accepted, it’s all genuine and okay and valid interpretations of Jewish beliefs. And it’s also accepted to not believe in any sort of spirituality or religion, or to not know, or to not care! We’re all just Jews and we’re all just walking through the world together! I just love it so much, words escape me when I think about it
#I don’t want to go too into my beliefs because it’s very personal#also I’m not religious and I’m not an atheist which is too much for this culturally Christian anti-any-sort-of-belief website#but right now I’m going with ‘abstractly believing in the meaning of life and the uniqueness of humankind in a Jewish way’#it’s great#Jewish stuff#jumblr#Jewish joy
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Part 1 is here!
More content from my brainworms 🤭
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Jason sneaks out in the dead of night with the pendant in his right hand, three fives in his hoodie pocket that he’d picked from Willis, and determination in his chest. He wasn’t sure how he was going to do this, but he’ll manage.
He walks to the nearest bus station, hyper-aware of all the people around him, some of which he recognizes as his future goons, and others as the people who've been pushed to the brink and resorted to working with the rougher rogues to survive and make ends meet. Jason wants to desperately help- to talk to them and warn them about their future- but it wouldn't do anything. As he was currently- a kid- he wouldn't be able to get anything done. No one would listen to him.
Jason sits down on the bus's perpetually sticky seats, trying not to grimace as he waited for the stop.
He mentally plans the route he'll be taking.
He could've gone for Dick first, but Jason doesn't think it would've worked. It's been a few days already, and if Dickface had retained his memory, then he would have already came knocking on Jason's door. Tim too, knowing that little genius stalker brain of his, nothing could've stopped him from accomplishing anything he set his mind to. Damian probably could too, but the brat’s barely concieved, and Jason doubts the league would let a literal infant out of their sight.
So, that’s why he was on his way to Timmy’s manor. Not only is Tim most definitely alone, he’s the easiest to reach.
As the bus halts at the stop closest to Bristol, Jason ignores the driver’s suspicious gaze and rushes off. He brushes his hand against his pocket knife (He’s not stupid, even in Bristol, Gotham was Gotham and the chance of death will never be less than 20%) and he begins walking.
He’s almost forgotten how- peaceful wasn’t quite the word- less terrible Gotham was earlier on in Bruce’s tenure as the Bat. Not only can he make out a few constellations, the sounds police sirens didn’t constantly fill the night… It moght’ve been after his death when everything started to go to shit.
Jason takes a deep breath, marveling at the cleanliness of the air. Sure, it wasn’t as clean as the country, but compare to Gotham when Damian became Robin, the atmosphere might as well be pure oxygen!
Halfway to the Drake Manor, Jason feels his legs grow sore and cramped. God, now more than ever he wished for his Robin training and post-death stamina. Was he ever this… weak?
Distantly, Jason hears the sound of the Batmobile rushing through the streets and shakes his head.
He was almost there. Tim’s bedroom lights were on and a shape was moving around.
Jason groans and breaks into a sprint despite his legs aching in complaint. Tim was, as he said, a creepy little stalker, and even at the ripe old age of six, he was already stalking the bats. Which, props to him, but Jason would rather not follow that weaselly little bastard through the roofs of Gotham.
“SHIT!” Jason curses, misjudging his momentum and slamming into the Drakes’ front door.
God, it hurt so fucking much, and- shit, his nose was bleeding…
But, silver lining and all that, because the door swings open to reveal a harried and panicked-looking Timothy Jackson Drake dressed head-to-toe black, with his hundred-dollar camera hanging around his neck.
God, Jason hates rich people.
“Are you okay?!” the six year old squeaks, lurching forward to stare uncertainly at him.
Well, that proves Jason’s theory. If Tim had all his memories, he would’ve pointed and laughed at him for being an idiot, and Jason would’ve tackled him, dick would get involved, they’d break a few things, and the cass would work with alfred to get them back in line…
(God, Jason wished they’d never gone on that stupid trip.)
“Do you think i’m fine?” Jason huffed, guilt filling his chest as he watched Tim’s face fall. God, sometimes he forgets that then younger Tim was still so… bright. He hadn’t grown into all his sass yet. “I didn’t mean that, kid-”
But it was in the small moments where he’s reminded of his little brother’s spirit.
Tim puffs up in offense, almost like a little cat of sorts, and narrows his eyes, “I’m not a kid! I’m six, and you’re not that old either!”
“Sure, buddy,” Jason rolls his eyes before reaching up with a bloodied hand and pinching his nose, careful to stick the pendant in his pocket where Tim couldn’t see it. “Can I get a little help now?”
“Oh!” just like that, the Tim Jason was used to dissipates, and the kid was back to his shy little self, “Right, sorry. Come in! I’ll go grab you some napkins- are you hungry? It’s really late, and- oh, we have some juice too! We have passion fruit, dragonfruit, starfruit, strawberry-”
“I’ll take passionfruit,” Jason interrupted with an amused smile, “if you have the time, add a dash of lemon juice, ice, and honey.”
He watches as the kid freezes before nodding. Passionfruit with lemon and honey… that was one of Tim’s favorite drinks as an adult, and he’d constantly bugged Jason to make him some. Honestly, rich people shit.
“Okay! Uhm, do you want to shower first? You- you’re covered in blood, and i don’t think that’s too comfortable…”
“Yeah, sure,” he shrugs, “Lead the way, Timbo.”
“Timbo?” the kid faltered and blinks in confusion, but continued to lead Jason toward the bathroom before handing him a change of clothes.
When he was alone, the sound of running water filling the room, Jason took out the pendant and stared at it… The urge to bash the stupid thing against the wall was near overpowering, but he didn’t know what would happen if he did, and Jason would rather not try his luck.
He quickly washes, scrubbing himself down and reveling with how the warm water soothed his aching muscles. While he was at it, Jason scrubs at his scalp and washes his hair with tim’s fancy-ass shampoo snd conditioner. God, he misses the good shit.
When he finished, jason picked dried himself and shoved the pendant into one of the pant pockets (batman themed. why wasn’t he surprised? wonder woman would be leagues better than bruce. Nightwing too, he’s kinda surprised- oh. yeah. shit, he forgot…)
He stretches, humming at how his back popped pleasantly before sauntering down the steps. Sometime during the shower, his nose had stopped bleeding. Thank god for that.
“Tim!” Jason called, yawning briefly as he saw the kid staring into the humming microwave. The kid startled before smiling, “Did you have a good shower?”
“Yeah, I did,” Jason nodded, “What are you making?”
“Food,” the kid replied easily, “they’re leftovers, do you want some?”
“Yeah sure, why not.”
As they ate, Jason wondered how the hell he was going to get the kid to remember. He hummed, feeling exhaustion pulling at his eyes as he finished with his portion of leftover spaghetti.
Tim looks over at him, “Are you tired?”
“Yeah,” Jasonsighs, “it’s been… a long couple of days.”
“Alright! We have a spare guestroom you can use, is that okay?”
Jason nodded. It’ll at least give him the time to think over how he’ll continue with his plan, “Yeah, sure. That’s fine. Lead the way, Tim.”
A few hours later, Jason was awaken by a shape pressing a knife to his throat.
He froze. His mind running through hundreds of different scenarios before he recognized the shape hovering over him.
“…Tim? What- what is this? Put the knife down, and we can-”
“How,” the kid interrupts with narrowed and blazing eyes, “do you know my name? I never told you who I am, and only the people who’ve worked with my parents know that I exist. Did someone send you to kidnap me?”
Jason blinked, running over the last few hours in his mind before realizing that yeah, oh shit, Tim was right. He never did tell Jason his name, did he?
“Okay, kid. I’m…” and then he sees a hint of golden scales peeking from the collar of the kid’s robin-themed sleep shirt, “My name is Jason Todd. You are Timothy Jackson Drake, the third Robin. I’m the second Robin, and… I come from the furture.”
Tim jolts away, taken aback by Jason’s words before becoming instantly suspicious, “You know my name, and you know I like Robin. Prove to me you’re from the future, and maybe i’ll trust you.”
Jason smiles despite the situation, because this was Tim. Tim wasn’t some scared and timid kid, he was an independent little narcoleptic gremlin who drank too much Monster, somehow caught the eye of Ra’s Al Ghul, lost his spleen, and could lie to Batman and get away with it.
“Here,” Jason said, gesturing for Tim to shuffle back before grabbing the pendant and tugging off his shirt. When Tim laid his eyes on the skeletal bird resting above Jason’s heart, his hand automatically drifts to the marking Jason was sure he had, “can i see your…”
Tim gave him an uncertain look, but Jason wasn’t too surprised. If some random creepy guy told him to take lf his shirt. Jason would’ve stabbed him and ran off.
“You have a knife, kid. If i tried doing anything, you could always stab me.”
“…Fine,” Tim bit out before shrugging off his shirt.
A golden snake stretched from the inside of Tim’s elbow, beautiful scales woven from gold coiled along the span of Tim’s arm before resting it’s head atop tim’s coller bone. Honestly? It was breathtaking, beautiful in a way that Jason envied, but it summarized Tim’s entire character pretty well.
The pendant in Jason’s hand glows as it nears Tim’s golden snake.
“I want to test something,” Jason says, “i’m gonna touch this to the head of thr snake, and we’ll see what happens.”
Tim narrows his eyes, his grip on the knife tightening before he nods.
The pendant presses agasinst Tim’s collar for a brief second, and then everything begins to glow.
Tim’s eyes, the snake’s outline, the fucking pendant- literally everything was fucking glowing.
Jason clenched his jaws, forcing himself to remain still as his brother gasps in pain. Tim’s hans twitched and jerked, but, it was as if some- some force was holding him still.
Eventually, after a few agonizing seconds, the gold fades and Jason hurriedly yanks it away. He surges forward, pulling the knife out of tim’s hand before tossing it to the side, off of the bed and out of the way.
“Jay…”
“Yeah, timmy?” Jason leaned back, pulling his brother up before carding a hand through his hair.
Tim was quiet for a few moments before finally speaking, “We need to get Dick, and then Damian.”
“So,” Jason allows the amusement to fill his tone, “are you gonna hold a knife to their throat, too?”
“I will grab that knife and actually stab you,” Tim huffed, “leave you with a scar that matched Red Hood’s.”
Jason scoffed, but he couldn’t help the smile rising onto his lips, “Language, kid. Who taught you to say these things, baby bird?”
“Fuck off,” Tim hissed, “i’m tired, and I miss the big bird…”
“Yeah,” he sighs, “i do too… It’s whatever though. Go to sleep, Tim. We’ll try and grab him tomorrow.”
“Okay… Goodnight, Jay.”
“Night, Tim.”
And sure, it may be lonely with the rest of his siblings at his side, but at least he no longer had to spend this new (old?) life all by himself.
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part 1, 3, 4
and the directory
#and yet the clock twists back#tim drake#batman#batfamily#batfam#dick grayson#jason todd#bruce wayne#fanfic#cursed object#time travel#damian wayne#please ask me questions#im going feral#the brainworms are real#they’re eating my brain in exchange for ideas#it’s great
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Sam and Dean
#samdean#dean winchester#sam winchester#wincest moodboard#wincest edit#teenchesters#pre-Stanford wincest#I’ve now evolved#to making moodboards#it’s great#there’s not enough Samdean ones
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happy international men’s day!!
My comment on this sfth video:
(Insta link here via @letsbesharkfriends :))
I just wanted to share because yeah. This is how I feel :) they give me so much hope. And happiness. And help me to feel secure in being happy being a guy.
I love that they opened up too, it was clearly a bit of a difficult video to make, even though it’s still funny it’s also serious.
anyway :))
#shoot from the hip#international men’s day#I wanna give them all a hug so bad#They are enough#They’re more than enough#seeing them open up about this stuff makes it easier to deal with my own stuff too in a weird way?? Idk how that works#But on a hard day I can be like “oh but he feels like this too” and it’s better.#(Even though obviously I don’t want them to feel this way- they’re amazing people and should know it)#Shootimpro#Anyway they clearly care about people a lot and I love them for it#Also I love the 7 things game#It’s great#Anyway I love men#Men are great#Wonderful#I love being a man#:)))))#/gen#:)))
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