#and one was when i was 13

[sampilled]

seeing ethel cain live in like 40 hours

[noelledeltarune]

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

[noodles-and-tea]

Who’s your favorite gravity falls character?

THIS GUY

[breakbleheavens]

#she is everything

[jedi-starbird]

fellas. fellas. listen. qui-gon does express affection towards obi-wan, he just does it in the divorced dad way.

that's his love language, despite never having been married, divorced or had a kid.

[aquanutart]

[inkskinned]

oh you know it's all latestage capitalism but the thing is. how are you supposed to be a person inside of this. a person trying to be a better version of yourself.

oh, you started working young, which was kind of hard, but it's just the way stuff works sometimes. and it was 2008 and your family couldn't afford heat. but it's fine, you grow a spine and get used to the professional world and besides it was the suburbs we're talking about here, like, your life could have been actually hard, so what if your father lost his job and you can't afford to move or turn the lights back on. and once you start making money, it's good. you keep doing that. because now they're relying on you. so you have to do that.

oh you were in thousands of dollars of debt at 17 years old so that you could go to school, because you have to go to school if you want to get a "real" job. you even did it "right", you worked parttime and attended community college before you transferred to a public school. you were under so many merit scholarships.

which is fine. you pick yourself up and you say like, okay. i graduated college. i'm holding down a job. i'm doing the Adult Thing, which looks and acts like this, according to all the books i've read. you start with the shitty job and then you climb that corporate ladder.

but the shitty job doesn't cover rent and you stretch yourself too-thin so you get sick. good luck with that. the shitty job no longer pays for your meals. everyone asks why you don't just move, but there's nowhere to move to. and with what money are you going to be moving? and then the loans come back, because they were never going to forgive them, because you were 17 and trying to do the right thing, which was stupid. people are now saying you shouldn't have even gone to school.

which is fine. but because you have no other option, so you do the shitty job, and you apply every day for like 5 new ones, and despite the fact everyone says "there's no one who wants to work!" it's actually just that nobody is fucking hiring so you can either work for 13 dollars an hour in the shitty place you know (where at least you have a passingly friendly relationship with the manager) or you can start from scratch again with a different 13 dollars an hour without knowing how much abuse from the new job you'll be taking.

and if you quit you lose your insurance. if you quit you lose your housing. if you quit, you'll be another burnout kid. the lazy ones. these assholes, look at them!

and you come home to a family dinner and you hear from your father the same old thing. how he worked hard at his job and yes it sucked for a while but he was able to provide for the family and then the house and the dog and the rest of barbie's dream vacation. how the insurance did cover some of it. how you just really need to start speaking up more in manager conversations so they know you're a go-getter. you want to tell him - did you know we're actually doing more now hourly than any previous generation? - but you can't remember where you heard that statistic, and you're far too tired for the fucking argument. and then he starts in on his usual bit. where's the house? where's your kids? where's your ambition.

the same job the same money the same hours doesn't do it anymore. the same nose-to-the-grindstone now just shreds your face off. there's no such thing as upwards mobility, not really. and as far as you're aware, the money certainly is not trickling. you do the soulless stupid shit you signed up for because you fucking have to or else you literally risk your life (food, the apartment, the insurance), but it's not getting you anything. you download the stupid "save more" app and you budget and you do every right thing and then the price of eggs is 7 dollars and you say - oh great! another thing i have to fucking worry about now!

and you go to your stupid job and everyone in your father's generation just tells you to be better about being an adult. they have their homes and their savings account and their bailout and they say. well have you tried not drinking starbucks. well your generation just spends too much on clothing. well you might just be too addicted to travelling. and you - because you need the job - you bite your tongue and don't say i am being held prisoner and you're suggesting i stop pacing my cell if i don't like the scenery and you don't say what the fuck do you think i've been doing with my money and you don't say i haven't spent a cent on something nice in literally forever much less coffee you arrogant asshole. you open and close your bank app and check your loans and check your credit score and check fucking zillow and ziprecruiter and apartments.com just one time more. and still they give you that demeaning little grin and say - see, what you need is -

what you need is for your meds to stop being so fucking expensive. what you need is for the housing bubble to explode into dust. what you need is for billionaires to choke on their wealth. what you need is actual help. what you will get is more economic advice from people who are older-and-wiser.

and above you, almost in a glimmer, you can see the wedged smile of your debt getting toothier, wider.

[wigglebox]

Destiel Pride - Day 5; Cursed or not

[temeyes]

anatomy of Annie Riley a.k.a Ghost's little Bub (a somewhat continuation of [this] lol)

[cecoeur]

it's hell on earth to be heavenly them's the breaks, they don't come gently

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 209

Now Jason was planning on, well, a lot of things, when he came back to Gotham. He had a lot of plans, several of which had to do with the old man and even more that had to do with cleaning up Crime Alley, making it safer and all that. 

What he was not planning on was to find some sort of lab in the basement of where he was planning on setting up a safehouse. Nor was he planning on finding several literal children in cages inside said lab. Oh and Lazarus Waters- but children! With muzzles! Being experimented on!

Now he’d like to say he had a plan in what happened next, but if he’s honest everything had gone Green and he didn’t remember what happened next, only that he’s back home with said children and covered in blood. Oh and everything smells of smoke. 

… And apparently there’s more of these things dotted around Crime Alley with the rest of these kids, er, siblings? Family? Fright does mean family? Okay kids, he’s not turning into Bruce but you can stay here while he deals with this… however long that takes. 

He better not be turning into Bruce he swears-

[star--bird]

Dick: Hey Jay, since you died before you turned 16, you don't have any form of legal ID do you? How did you go about that after you came back to life?

Jason: Oh so I actually had a fake ID from before I died that I still use. Wanna see it?

Dick: Sure.

Jason: *hands Dick a Hawaiian driver's license*

Dick: ...seriously?

Jason: What! It's a pretty convincing fake!

Dick: Your name is McLovin?

Jason: Yeah I was between that or Mohammed.

Dick: You based your fake id off of a goddam movie?

Jason: I was 13 okay!

Dick: You look like you're 7 in this photo.

Jason: Hey. It worked. And it still does.

Dick: I can't believe this. You are a literal crime lord. You deal fake IDs! They are pretty convincing ones too, good enough to trick both the Gotham PD and Batcave systems.

Jason: It's the principle, okay.

Dick: What fucking principle!

[heartorbit]

HAPPY NEWONDERHOY YEAR 🍡

[canisalbus]

Hey hey! I discovered your little guy dog series not too long ago and fell in love with them.

I'm not sure if anyone has asked this before, but is Machete (the white dog, right?) based on a pet you had, or did it come to you randomly?

If I had to pinpoint the earliest inspirations I had for him, I'd say they were this photo of an Ibizan Hound in an old dog book from the 70's that my grandparents used to have:

I remember being fascinated by this particular dog, I hadn't seen that many sighthounds/podencos in person so it looked weirdly stretched and ghostly and pointy. I thought it was the coolest looking dog ever. I think I was in elementary school at the time.

Also my childhood favorite toy was this albino rabbit here, called Sissi (Finnish for guerrilla soldier):

I think they were one of my first toys, or at least the most important one, and I would consistently pick them whenever a daycare or preschool had one of those 'bring a toy with you' days (feels weird to have to call a plush rabbit 'they' but Finnish doesn't have any gendered pronouns and I don't think I ever thought of them as a gendered being). So albinism was something I was aware of from very young age and I drew a lot of all white, red eyed animals.

[thankstothe]

Sharing some chips with the daughter while watching a patient dying from 14 different cancers