#But I had to get it down

[ghouledoutghost]

Ever write a random storyboard after not sleeping for 30 something hours because your brain just can't sleep until you put down all those thoughts?

[foldingfittedsheets]

I think something a lot of other people can relate to is the way that you get so conditioned to discomfort that you stop registering it.

I remember sitting at the table with my family, eating dinner as a child. I’d try to eat, because of course I was hungry. But sometimes the flavor or texture was so repugnant that it moved into a category of Not Food.

“Two more bites before you can leave the table.”

“I can’t,” I’d say, trying to explain the impossibility.

But because I was a child they heard, “I won’t,” and made me sit at the table. I’d sit in dull agonized silence, bored and hungry for hours until bedtime when they’d give up. I’d hate myself for not eating and my parents for forcing me to sit there. The few forcefeeding moments ended in vomit.

They’d say, “If you don’t eat this you can’t eat a snack later,” and I moved past trying to communicate my discomfort into accepting that I’d just be hungry.

That state of affairs didn’t last, because my parents realized nothing could force me to eat so they catered to my palate, worrying they’d starve me. But the message stuck. If you can’t do anything about a situation, just accept the suffering.

A few years later my mother called me off the playground to ask, “Are you limping?��

I shrugged. My feet had hurt for a long time, but that was just the way things were now. My mom pulled my socks and shoes off and gasped. The soles of my feet were covered in huge painful planters warts.

“Why didn’t you say anything?!” She demanded but I could only shrug at her. I’d learned a long time ago that saying things about my discomfort didn’t matter, so now I had no words. Sometimes things hurt and sometimes they don’t. I simply accepted and did my best.

Now as an adult trying to learn to improve my own conditions can be hard. If I make food that I can’t eat I’ll force myself to sit at the counter still, full of guilt and self loathing, trying to will myself to eat it.

At first I needed my betrothed to gently take it away to present me with something I could eat. Now on my own I can usually admit that it’s not happening before too long and get something else, but I still feel guilty.

Laying in bed at night waiting for my betrothed to finish getting ready I let out a huge sigh of relief when they turned the lights off.

“Why didn’t you turn them off if they bothered you?” they asked the first time it happened.

“I didn’t even know it was bothering me until it was gone.”

Assessing my physical state now to see if I can improve it is something I’m still relearning but I’m relieved to finally have the space and support to do it.

[somanyfanficssolittletime]

I feel that their spawn point would be related to the tether, the tether is part of Gotham, but where In Gotham is it part of?

in our (or at least mine) minds the longer something is in a specific spot, the more it becomes “it’s proper spot” have you ever put a picture on your wall, and after about a few months or so, you can’t remember what the wall looks like without them? That it just looks right? I think it’s like that for the tethers,

whatever Gotham thinks is the proper spot, that’s where they will appear when the rid themselves of the tethers.

this means that the longer something is in the same spot, the more chance there is for the bats to spawn there, but as Gotham in old, there have been many “proper” places for almost everything, from the dirt, to the rocks, to the old bark, to the old metal.

but how does something become apart of Gotham, is it like new picture? Where it takes some time to become one with its surrounding space? How long would it take, as you’ve said, Gotham is possessive, and it doesn’t believe those not of Gotham belong for long, the evil that dose not belong, that come to Gotham without her guards knowing, face a bout of bad luck till they leave, those like Ra’s have much worse luck. All this to say, gotham is possessive, she doesn’t like new things not belonging to her,

so when do those things become hers? As once again Gotham is an old city, I believe it would be a long time, a decade to century, those of pure evil and hurt will never fully belong in their lifespan, only once the jokers dead body has decomposed and all is left are his bones will he truly belong, his story remains part of her knights story, a mere side character, but just as her knight belongs, his story belongs too. All parts, no matter how cruel, how evil, how wrong, how mislead, every little bit will be claimed by Gotham.

things can move a lot in a century, they can be blown by wind, kicked by feet, shifted by rain, split by storms, drowned by lakes, so whe would be the tethers true place? The place it was when it was first claimed? The place it was the longest? The place it was when picked up? Only Gotham knows.

Gotham loves her bats, she doesn’t want to let them go, she doesn’t want to let anything that’s hers go, but her bats need to leave. So they will bring her with them.

she will always love what’s hers, it just so happens that the bats are her favourite.

Batman AU where the batfam is an extension of Gotham’s will so they can’t leave the city without taking a piece of it with them

Bruce, ever practical, has a batarang made from a steel piece off the bat signal (not that he’d be able to throw it but it’s a backup nonetheless)

Dick, Jay, and Tim have made it Robin tradition to carry pebbles in their pockets (the justice league has come to associate the soft jingling of rocks with the arrival of the Dark Knight)

Steph finds pretty rocks and quartz to crack open and share with Cassandra- and they cycle through their newest finds (cass does keep a shiny piece of obsidian in her utility belt, it was the first one Steph gave her)

Duke keeps a corner from a road sign in his pouch, the reflective yellow paint matches his theme- (what better representation of the city than perpetual construction)

Damian reverently carries a piece of deep green sea glass from the harbor. The color reminds him of his mother, and he finds the beauty fitting. (The irony that the only way for him to leave his new home is an echo of the reason he’s there in the first place is not lost on him.)

[n4rval]

i lied. here's a bonus.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Vanessa’s thoughts when meeting Abby..

[worsesart]

Nowhere to go but down

[egophiliac]

he did it! 🐍 and it only took...uhhh...well, there probably could've been less punches, but why hold back!

PUNCHES FOR EVERYONE

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[itseghost]

the captured! quest was so funny that i actually drew multiple things at once

[screwpinecaprice]

She's not like other girls

[starry-bi-sky]

FUNNIEST fucking shit that comes with making Danny eleven years old when he had his accident in "late at night, when the nightingale sings" is the implication following, that everything that happened in the show did too. And I fully intend on (mostly) keeping it like that. There'll be some changes (of which I need to figure out) but for the most part??? Yeah relatively the same.

Like I FULLY intend on keeping Dark Danny occurring 6 months post accident. Do you know how fucking HILARIOUS that is??? That Dan got his ass kicked by a goddamn FIFTH-SIXTH GRADER?? I'd never show my face ever again. Homeboy spent the last ten years being a one-man mass extinction event, only to get his ass beat by a kid who hasn't even lost his last baby tooth. That's hysterical. I'm losing my mind just thinking about it.

AND PARIAH DARK TOO. Imagine being an eons old tyrant capable of dragging whole towns down into your dimension, and you get singehandedly shoved back into your coffin in less than 48 hours by a kid whose bedtime is still 8:30. You didn't even have the time to expand your army! You were still trying to take over the city the kid came from!

And he just!!! Shoves you back in!! Insane! This kid hasn't even been dead for a full year yet! He's still growing in his ghost fangs! And he just knocked you flat on your ass in an oversized mech suit. What the fuck! It's like looking down and seeing a four week old kitten meowing very indignantly at you and trying to bite your feet, except that kitten is also actually a black-footed cat and they have a 60% kill success rate, and oops! Now you're dead. You took too long laughing at the kitten trying to attack you that it clawed up your pant leg and ripped out your throat.

COULD I, realistically, span these episodes out over the course of 2.5 years prior to Danny's family dying?? Yes I could! Do I think it's hilarious (and horribly traumatizing, which makes it twice as fun) to shove all of this into the span of (roughly) a year instead?? Yes. Because the show has such a skewed timeline that I've always just assumed that at the end of the show, Danny was starting his sophomore year in high school. So fuck it, lets go for it!

[bicheetopuff]

I guess it’s this kids birthday so I’m gonna remind you what character development can do to a mf

He deserves to be happy

[kokoasci]

stormbringer concept thing

[monkesupreme]

Starving and wasting away etc etc

bonus:

Hes tall and huge and HEAVY and he is so overly active that he has to maintain an insanely high caloric intake to make sure his body doesnt collapse from the strain of everything. He will eat virtually anything but he is spoiled from the best takeout Gotham has to offer: 11$ shrimp and broccoli from the chinese food spot that closes at 4am- among other things.

[hinamie]

thank u canon plant nerd megumi for my life

bonus:

[pidgydraws]

⚙️ for a moment we had it all... ⚙️