#board project

[dennabrooks]

In this Infographic, you should learn about Core Principles of Kanban board project management.

[kettle-bird]

Don’t be Fran-tic… If you're Jones-ing for a good time... Remember to Bea... Joyful!

(This update was so good it finally got me to do fanart for this project I LOVE these guys)

[inkskinned]

how odd, to watch the creative writing exercises of angry men in the comments of instagram. you noticed it first in the comments of conventionally attractive women - but then it started appearing everywhere else, too.

a young man talks about what lunch he's packing his wife. there is a little story under it, with 300 likes, fabricated from nothing. "this is pointless. if you treat her like this, she will take the lunch to her office and fuck her boss and divorce him and take all his money."

you scroll. a young woman talks about what lunch she's packing for her husband. it is always uglier when the subject of the video is a woman, you've noticed. "you sit on camera and you smile and you are cheating with the neighbor and then you're going to lie about being sexually assaulted by your husband and -"

you stop reading. it has 567 likes.

where did this even become a thing? people making up stories in their head, disgusting long-winded assumptions about intention and sexual disgrace. the evil twin of fanfiction.

like - it's just a lie. it's a lie that they are telling, baldfaced and assumptive. the undercurrent is of course misogyny, but the trouble is that they're so fucking certain. that's what makes the hairs on the back of your neck rise. there is this pervasive, inventive desire for them to be right. that they must be right. all women are cheating, lying, gold-digging bitches. no exceptions.

in the reverse, when women say i'd rather meet a bear in the woods than a strange man - men funnel in from the sides. they defend each other with a vibrance and capacity for empathy you wish applied to like, the other half of the population. a man could be saying i absolutely did kill her and these creatures in the comments would rise up with king shit. she made it happen. they love each other to the point of this sick strange self-gaslighting, a fervent and unhinged cognitive distortion. all men are good, wonderful people. all women are terrible, conniving, seditious, annoying.

and when did it become okay to just, like... say that kind of a thing? at one point, you find yourself typing out a witty and snappy retort. why are you spending so much time fantasizing about other people babe. but as you stare at the screen, some part of you pictures this man in public, saying these things to your face. his soapbox, high and mighty. his mirrored sunglasses and his empty life: tired and lonely.

what a sad and horrible loop he's locked in. he is terrible to women, so women don't talk to him, which he uses as an excuse to act more terribly. he blames this "failure" on women, rather than on his behavior. it cannot be that he is the problem (that the solution is to just put his ego down and accept women as equals) - he begins to invent a sculpture to replace the flesh frame of each person he sees.

it isn't just a woman posing on the beach. it is now a slut with a desperate need for each person to crave her body. it isn't just a woman yelping with surprise during something upsetting. it is a hysterical, unhelpful cretin who will probably make things worse instead of better. it isn't a person.

someone's very sweet wedding vows get moderate attention on instagram. in the comments, a man says good fucking luck you'll waste your life providing while behind your back she's absolutely fucking the best man. this will be so cringe in 2 months when she walks out on you.

you think - is that what you need to be true? is that what you need to happen, for the world to make sense to you?

[prlssprfctn]

Jason Todd is anxious about decorating places he lives at.

It sounds funny, absolutely ridiculous, but it is true, and this feeling is there, always sitting deep inside his chest, since he was a little child.

His old room in the Manor is... simple, almost too plain. He knows that he can do with it whatever he wants (Bruce told him so, and Alfred even suggested helping him with decorations if needed; he also saw Dick's room, and it was very... him), but he can't.

What is the use of decorating it if he is not sure, will he leave it or not? What if he gets kicked out tomorrow? He never knows. So, why bother?

He keeps it simple. One poster of metal rock group, one photo frame, and a bunch of books that technically don't belong to him. And he hides an "escape bag" under his bed, of course.

Once he dies, there is very little indication whose exactly room it was.

Then, Jason is alive again, and there is no place for him to live at all. He has a room in League of Assassins that is completely empty, excluding his designs of Red Hood suit and some stalking material on Bruce, but he is a guest here, of course.

And when he is back in Gotham, his main apartment just... exists.

He never knows what will happen tomorrow.

It continues like this until he is once undercover with Roy. They need to rent a house together for a whole month — just thirty day, nothing more, nothing less — and Roy? Roy starts decorating his part of the room.

Obviously, it is nothing too grand, nothing too rich or huge, just some stuff he finds around and thinks it fits. It looks like Roy, too.

And Jason is... flabbergasted.

'You know we are leaving in a month, right? Why are you doing this?' He asks, glancing at him from the corner of his eye, pretending that this doesn't somehow shatter his whole perspective of life.

'Month or not, I want to feel like at home, duh? Who cares, honestly?'

It feels stupidly... smart. Obvious. But exactly what Jason needed to hear, maybe.

When they finish with the mission and Jason is back in Gotham, he starts slowly thinking about it more.

His attempts to decorate are awkward at first. What is supposed to fit him? How should he know what kind of decors he likes, even? How would he know where to place these things? He is not sure.

And then, there is another struggle. He feels anxious over actually changing anything in there. He knows that it is his place. He pays for it. He owns it. But there is a ridiculous, childish-like fear of being kicked out somehow. Or a irritation of ruining something by the accident, something that cost money.

But he still tries.

He starts with cutting off some printed stuff that he likes, sticking them on the wall. Then he starts bringing some thrifted furniture for decoration — not something he needs for living, just beautiful stuff. Vases. Old desks he chooses to stock books on. Old vinyl player. Plants.

Slowly, but surely, the place begins to feel like home. Like something he wants to return to — not because he is tired after patrols, but because it is cosy.

And, yes, he still is not sure if he returns in this place tomorrow, but-

But at least, it is his.

[emunenenes]

long time no tumblr sorry im super lazy when it comes to posting art on diff platforms.. (:3」∠)

[kelpio]

She's fine guys I found her

[kabukeo]

watch out!! there's a marching band coming your way!!

[kisscoolen]

Just played Project: Eden’s Garden I am COPING!!!

[lostcompanyofficial]

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[ceilidhtransing]

If you hear Republicans speak to other Republicans, you'll hear a lot of them say that they really don't like Trump for whatever reason (many of them aren't fans of the felony convictions, his personal manner, his business dealings, his family life, or whatever else) but that they'll still be voting for him because he'll get them closer to what they ultimately want. They're pragmatic; they don't demand purity in their candidate. They recognise him as their strategic choice so they'll set aside the issues they have with him and vote as a bloc. That's what makes them effective at getting their way. That's how they win elections.

And boy I wish we had more of that attitude on the left. Imagine what we could get done.

[yourmoonie]

Reality is like a big lucid dream

Reality is like a big lucid dream, and guess what?

You're the dreamer

You know how in dreams, you can shape your surroundings, change the outcome, or even fly just by deciding it? It's the same thing here in your waking life. The key is shifting your focus and attention to what you desire, and everything else will align.

The key here is YOU!

Think of it like this: In a lucid dream, when you realize you're dreaming, you stop reacting to the randomness and start creating intentionally. You can suddenly decide you're at the beach or in the middle of your desired city, all it takes is a shift in thought. Your awareness in the dream dictates what happens next.

Now apply that to reality

When you focus on what you want, whether it's love, success, or confidence, and make it your inner truth, your outer world will start to reflect it

Imagine a big projector.

Your mind doesn't know the difference between what’s real and imagined, it just follows your inner script.

So, if you believe you're thriving, loved, and successful, your reality will mirror that back to you. It's all about controlling your inner world.

"Stop trying to change the world since it is only the mirror. Man’s attempt to change the world by force is as fruitless as breaking a mirror in the hope of changing his face. Leave the mirror and change your face. Leave the world alone and change your conceptions of yourself. The reflection will then be satisfactory" - Neville Goddard": from Your Faith is Your Fortune

Imagine you want to manifest more confidence. Instead of waiting for a situation to give you confidence, start by feeling and acting as though you're already the most confident version of yourself. In a dream, if you suddenly decided you had superpowers, you'd just go with it, right? Do the same here, walk, talk, and make decisions like someone who knows their worth. Soon enough, you'll notice how people respond differently to you, how opportunities seem to align, and how your reality changes to fit this new confident self.

"Change your conception of yourself and you will automatically change the world in which you live. Do not try to change people; they are only messengers telling you who you are. Revalue yourself and they will confirm the change" - Neville Goddard, from Your Faith is Your Fortune

You are always in control, just like in those lucid dreams, so start dreaming your reality awake!

[flamingpudding]

Glitterbombs for rogues

A/N: I got sick over the holidays. So I did not do any of the writing I originally wanted to do. So instead of that Christmas Story you get this Mark Rober inspired little tidbit.

Tim had a new favorite Engineer Youtube. The boy was a bit younger than him but a genius Engineer judging by the hand full of videos Tim had marathoned through. According to the listed self-introduction part of the video, Danny was currently an engineering student in Gotham with the goal to work one day for NASA. (Tim held out some hopes that he maybe could snag the kid for WE if possible. He had already sent out an internship offer after the third video he had watched)

Either way, Danny had potential and ideas that borderlined on mad science. But made his videos of his little projects even more entertaining and interesting to watch. Tim's favorite so far was Danny's explanation on how he reconstructed his toaster so that it would launch itself into space after the third his roommate burned toast with it. He did buy his roommate a new toaster at the end of the video though.

Still Tim liked this guy and his videos. So with anticipation he clicked on one of the newer videos. The title having caught his attention: 'Why Glitter'.

Instead of the usual introduction bit with little highlights of Danny's previous project the video started out with a big fat warning in red letter to not attempt to replicate anything in the video. That had Tim very curious already, but then a little video clip following that had Tim spitting out the coffee he was just sipping from.

Thankfully he missed spitting on his phone, still he jumped out of his cozy bed where he had been watching YouTube on his phone and hurried over to his laptop. The video, meanwhile, was continuing playing. He could hear the usual music from the introduction part as well as Danny's voice explaining his reasosn -which were valid, Tim had to agree with some of them- once that part was done.

By now he had fired up his laptop and was researching. The video in the background was explaining how Danny had build his Glitterbombs similar to the once another youtuber had but slightly modified them since he was not going to use fart-spray. Tim eyes widened as he found the first correlating news articles, wondering how they hadn't seen them sooner, but a glance at the date revealed that they were only posted a couple of hours ago.

Danny in the video was no explaining about his fist chooses victim and Tim dived onto his bed from his desk to get his phone back in his hands. Wide eyed, he watched as Danny obviously with a GoPro strapped to his head, crawled through what looked like an air vent. Once he reached an opening he looked through the slits into what appeared to be Riddlers hide out. Danny took the Camara of his head so that he could grin into it making the sign for silence as he barely contained his own chuckles. The other then waited for a moment, the camera work now getting wonky and the video even glitching out but a second later Danny was back in focuse before pointing down and then directing the Camara to his view. There in Riddlers hideout now sat Danny's self engineered glitterbomb.

"No he didn't..." Tim muttered as the video cut to a different scene. Danny was now walking through the sewers, humming cheerfully while explaining why he chose who he choose.

Another cut and... Tim spluttered. How the hell did Danny manage to just walk into Arkam?! So he hadn't seen wrong at the beginning of the video.

Growing paller with every cut on how Danny delivered his self-engineered Glitter bombs, Tim started to fear for his new favorite youtubers safety. Thankfully he had already done his work on Danny's person when he sent the internship offer. Now he just needed to get Danny to freaking safty.

He dragged himself to his laptop still in disbelieve as various clips of the rogues getting glitterbombed from the bombs perspective started playing. And yep, he definitely didn't see wrong now in the beginning. The Joker was one of Danny's chooses victums. Aside from the fact that he was so going to download and save that video for eternity as well as share it with his brothers and friends, (because as funny as it was that most of them were Gotham rogues, Luther and another millionaire by the name of Masters had also been made victims.), he still had to figure out how to ensure this definitely insane youtubers safer from the warmth of 90% of their rogues now.

Great newly discovered favorite youtuber has just painted a big fat red target on himself.

Tim was just about to call everyone in when a bonus at the end of Danny's video started to play.

He recognized that safe house.

He recognizes the weapons displayed on the walls also.

Oh... that's...

Still laughing Tim still sent out a message to everyone. When asked why all he did was sent them the link to the video with to timestamps.

The first one of the Joker getting glitterbombed

The second one being Red Hood getting glitterbombed.

[tomwaterbabies]

bunch of vat7k doodles i've put off uploading but here they are now look at them

[gmanmedias]

Lotus Biscoff stimboard for @fightingtrim !

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[complete-clownery]

I'll edit or reblog this post when I have more energy but board games by me for a project

[lamusedhermes]

Stop sharing your goals, vision boards, new year resolutions with the public. Share the results and the accomplishments only.