#and a bunch of other shit

[doctorwhoisadhd]

also i think there should be a fat companion. because theres never been one

[heyyy-its-kayyy]

Friends, fiends, and fuckers (come one, come all or whatever—),

My writing buddy is currently unable to really write and I’ve found myself sad and bored. Would anyone like to discuss ships, or prompts, or headcannons? I’m open to ideas.

[voidzphere]

i desperately need to update my intro that mf is NOT my sona who the hell 😭🙏🙏🙏

[actual-corpse]

I love this stupidhead

[invisiblyvisiblejay]

i am not doing well i was doing soo well and then i had to go home for spring break and it fucked me over and now i have literally zero motivation to do anything whatsoever and i feel like shit lmao

[benevolent-blackhole]

My least favorite thing as a TA is when I work with professors who have like, secret syllabi. Like oh, if a student asks, of course they can have an extension for any reason, including just not feeling like it, even though my syllabus says it’s only for emergencies. Or similar for absences or whatever.

Every time I point to research that shows that white people, upper class kids, and boys are far more likely to know to ask, I get lectured at about how this way students will learn to “advocate for themselves” but how!!! (Also it’s not just identity-related, it’s also just like, authoritarian vs. permissive parenting)

People who already learn to ask just keep getting validated and people who don’t continue to not know other people do ask. The only way to fix this is to PUT IT EXPLICITLY IN THE SYLLABUS

[shiroselia]

"With Only The Sun To Guide Us"? More like "Without The Sun We'd Get Fucking Nowhere Literally Ever"

Or if u wanna be meta about it

"Had The Sun Not Liked Us More Than The Squirrel The Story Would Literally End Here"

[thescarletenchantress]

Hi 😄

[yellowfishpee]

what is it about english or theatre professors and never warning their students about disturbing themes in THEIR assignments

[egophiliac]

(looks at upcoming card releases)

I'm in danger :)

[renesassing]

alex hirsch + friends charity draw-a-thon highlights

jason ritter (dipper's va) showing his almonds to the audience during the 40-60 minutes of technical issues at the start of the stream

kristen schaal (mabel's va) alternating between very sweet and heartfelt bits about how art and the joy you find in it should never leave you regardless of what you do and supporting all of the people around her and then being crabby about screens and technology to the point where they start a bit about her playing the unabomber

jason constantly switching out his hats

billford drawing

alex hirsch: "i don't know what a jerma is. how old do you think i am?"

jason's honestly amazing performance of chappell roan's pink pony club

alex explaining to kristen that people thirst for stanford pines, ft. matt braly (director on gravity falls, creator of amphibia, and resident tech support + artist on the stream) casually breaking down ford's appeal (j.k. simmon's recording immediately followed this bit)

kristen doing multiple bits lowkey involving doxxing alex hirsch

jason wearing a model wirt head

kristen's 'gravity falls musical' that she wrote an hour before the stream in the car

j.k. simmons' recording of ford reading thirst posts being labelled "INSANE MESSAGE.wav" on alex hirsch's computer

everyone drawing waddles

matt: "can i see nosferatu if i haven't seen nosfera-one?"

alex as grunkle stan and kristen as mabel singing defying gravity from wicked, ft. mabel calling stan a bitch and yelling "the FUCKING wizard"

cut pages from the book of bill, including a honestly really cool diagram of bill's 'anatomy' that was cut for time

the ship wheel begetting alex hirsch drawing walter white/wolverine

the really cute drawing of dipper and mabel as link and zelda

jason almost saying 'selfcest' cause of the chat (in reference to steve/steve) and just stopping at 'self' like four times

jason and kristen singing espresso by sabrina carpenter

alex casually mentioning that matt apparently keeps trying to trick him into reading the entire script of the iron giant in his grunkle stan voice

[prlssprfctn]

The first time, Tim notices someone observing them from afar, it is when they are all settled for a brief dinner together. It is the middle of the week, and Bruce gathered all of them together to... relax. Which is strange but not unwelcome. Everyone is so involved in chattering and bantering that they don't notice a lingering gaze through the window; they don't, but Tim does.

It takes him a few seconds to figure out that it is Jason.

He is not sure if Bruce reached for him to invite, and Jason just declined, or there was no offer to begin with, but Tim knows for sure Jason lurkes behind windows for a few minutes before disappearing in the night.

And the funniest thing? Tim understands him.

He thinks he is not Jason's replacement — never truly was, despite what the other thought — but in a way, they did swap their places. Because in the past, it was Tim, who hid on the rooftops, staring at Bruce and his family, listening to the snippets of their conversations. And now it is Jason.

It is still different, of course. Tim had a choice, and it was his... enthusiastic project, if anything — Jason doesn't really. But if anyone understands the feeling of standing far away from everyone, it is still Tim.

That's why the next time in happens, Tim reaches out.

It is after the particularly easy mission, when Tim spots the red motion on the rooftop. He slips away from Nightwing and Robin, who debate about something with Batman through the comms, and finds himself standing behind Red Hood.

The way Red Hood taps his fingertips on the balustrade makes Tim remember that he is not included in their comms anymore. He wonders how lonely it is, to hear the voices of his brothers, but never being able to grasp the whole conversation they have.

'Hood,' he calls for him.

To Jason's credit, he doesn't scramble in panic, even if it seems that he is surprised by his appearance.

'Red,' he mutters back, instantly defensive. 'What, came to mock me?'

Tim rolls his eyes; he wishes things would be easier with Jason, but they are not, and he can't really blame him for that.

'Had I ever mocked you?' He copies his stance, arms folding in the chest. When Jason tilts his head, almost asking, "Really now?" Tim rolls his eyes again. 'Okay, I did a few times. But it mostly were jokes about your death.'

Jason chuckles.

'Good one, punk. It changes everything.'

'You like jokes about your death,' Tim protests. 'And I know you allow Arsenal to joke about it, so it is not entirely closed topic.'

'I don't remember allowing you to joke about it, though.'

...

This conversation is so fucking stupid. Tim didn't even came here for this, but-

But fine. He still can win.

'So, you only allow it to your friends. Fine. Let's be friends,' Jason chokes on his own exhausted sigh. 'Do you need some friendship questionnaires to fill to be my friend? I can arrange that.'

Jason kindly flips him off under his breath before disappearing in the night, leaving him alone with whining Nightwing and irritated Bruce in his ear.

The next time he stalks down Jason, who in turn is stalking Damian and Bruce, he shoves in his hand twenty three papers filled with bunch of friendship questions — half stripped from internet, half made by Tim that involve the specifics of their jobs.

He doesn't expect anything to come after it, but in two weeks after Jason returns to the city after his mission with Outlaws, Tim finds these papers filled with surprisingly neat, calligraphic answers.

And he gets the printed copy of the same questions, with one page of an additional one, written in the same handwriting, and with a little sticky note atop of it.

Your turn, Timbo.

Tim smirks.

Oh, he will so drag Jason back in the family, somehow.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 352

“Mother, I crave violence,” a small child interrupts the video call, practically clambering up into Nightingale’s chair. They look around five or so, with white hair and red eyes. Albino perhaps? 

“Ah, apologies, let me take care of this real quick,” Nightingale turns the microphone off when he gets a few acknowledging noises, picking the small child up and moving them from the room. 

“Cute kid,” Barry acknowledged from behind his coworker’s head, having been helping move things. Actually, the kid looked kind of familiar, though from where, who knew. Hard to remember everything with how fast his thoughts usually went. “I didn’t know Nightingale was a father…” 

Then again the specialist was notoriously private, and set most meetings online thanks to some sort of medical conditions. So he supposed it would make it easier to be a stay at home dad if he was there already…

[archies-grove]

*He takes small bites, tired and happy at the warm food*

*He hears rustling nearby, the creek of ropes and the sound of thrashing are evident*

@archies-grove

*he draws his sword and approaches the sound, walking silently*

[bbbbbbbbatman]

When Bruce is feeling petty he'll arrange an interview with the Daily Planet and specifically request Clark, then spend the entire interview in character as Brucie, refusing to break no matter how many times Clark tells him to knock it off, and then Clark has to write an article on whatever inane topic Bruce could come up with.

[galaxymagick]

is jaehwan doing a school boy or a sugar pop cam boy concept for his concert ?? or both.. I don’t know how to feel about that ..🫤