#eternal envy

[nelkcats]

Transfers

Jim Gordon decided to offer his home to the students transferring from Casper High to Gotham Prep for a few months. Barbara wasn't too happy about it but Jim preferred that to having those kids end up in a dangerous place or worse, with Bruce Wayne (he meant well but frankly Jim would rather not risk another young vigilante). Besides, one of the transfers practically demanded a restraining order against the millionaires, the poor kid.

Honestly Jim didn't understand why the transfer program existed. Casper didn't know how dangerous Gotham was? Or didn't they care?, all he hoped was that he could keep them safe and that they wouldn't come back to their home too traumatized.

Of course, he had no way of knowing that the Casper's trio was more than ready for Gotham, with weapons disguised in their suitcases and a ghost hero about to enjoy an extended vacation after negotiating a deal with the ghosts.

Gotham wouldn't know who hit it.

[diastruction]

THEMM🤍🤍 A rendered shot from my Eternal Dream animatic<3

Here is the link if you’re interested in watching it hehe,, I made it V centered because the song is mostly hers imo anYWAY HOPE YALL LIKE IT AAAHH

[checkadii]

The first two drawings are the nicest. They stay up here (but also because Jesus this takes Space)

Aggressively points at the entire Shallow Bed album

GODDD IM HAVING SUCH. BRAINWORMS WITH LIKE 5 SONGS INCLUDINF HISTORY BOOK IN REGARDS TO TRIGUN ITS INSANE

BIBLE BELT? WOLFWOOD. UUAHHHGGHGGH

[cereallox]

Even after all this time, I still love Kim Pine.

Ngl, one of the best things to happen to me recently was looking in the mirror and realizing I kinda looked like her now. Transtioning is such a incredible experience, it causes so much joy, pain, and makes me feel alive in a way nothing else has.

[evilhorse]

Look. It’s your to-do list.

(Batman/Superman: World’s Finest #25)

[wisteriaclaw]

eternal dream (esp "let my body keep you warm, let my essence be your breeze") hits different knowing everything v did basically ever was to protect n from cyn. like DAMN she literally gave away her like. entire sense of self to protect him. even kept him in the dark and made him think she hated him and shit. and then tried to die for him. self sacrificial little bitch (makes me very sad i love her)

[finnglas]

What is a gender and why is mine this

Starting to think my pronouns aren't the singular they.

[clowningcrows]

regretfully i do often feel a bit as though edward cullen’s spirit is sitting deep in my chest somewhere

[positivelybeastly]

What's supposed to be the implications of this quote?

“How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!”

"Ahh. Well, to understand the quote, you first have to understand where it comes from and the wider context of the work. It originates in Eloisa to Abelard, a verse epistle written by Alexander Pope in 1717 - a verse epistle being a poem told over the course of several letters, hence the title."

"It's inspired by the real life story of Héloïse d'Argenteuil and Peter Abelard, a romance with a twenty year age gap from the 12th century, one kept secret from the world at large so as not to destroy Abelard's career.

But, as is inevitably the case with stories that survive hundreds of years, the secret came out. Héloïse's family castrated Abelard, and he joined a monastery in shame for his quite literal loss of manhood."

"Her own prospects now dim, Héloïse, or Eloisa, was convinced by Peter to take vows as a nun. They led successful, if . . . lesser, lives, in their respective monasteries, but Abelard continued to write, most notably the Historia Calamitatum, which, as you might guess, is a history of misfortunes . . . his autobiography. When Eloisa read it, her passion for him was reignited, and they wrote to one another.

But. Things had changed."

"They tried to make sense of their tragedy, of why them, of why they had been betrayed, why their love had to be so profoundly dashed upon the rocks, but it only brought them pain. In the poem, which is a fictionalised version of the real life series of these events, Eloisa confesses her love, remembering the life they had enjoyed together.

And in remembering, and remembering the pain that comes with remembering, she exclaims;

"How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!”

How happy is the innocent virgin's lot in life? The world forgets her, and she is, by the world, forgotten. In a mind without darkness, before tragedy, before loss, before failure, there is nothing but eternal sunshine. What a happy state of being that must be, to not know and to forget."

"How happy we are, when we are ignorant. Before we ruin ourselves."

[freak-vy]

50% of drawing monster Envy is this 😂

[musedriven]

@dnangelic

I can't believe you've done this--

dn angel tag dump

[theazureangel]

Elise - Agent Shadow Yakumo Au

[rivilu]

Ooo...

[taggthewanderer]

Wonder what my great-great grandfather thought when he decided to convert to Christianity from Judaism.

(I'm not certain if my great-great grandmother was also Jewish or not, if true I believe she descended from Jamaican Jewish pirates)

Grandmother said it was to avoid discrimination rather than actual religious conviction which I guess she was told by her mother and I figure is accurate, but he died when my great-grandmother was pretty young so it's not like I could've heard properly from him.

[wispisstillverybored67]

Again?

We perform, strike back at the norm Of running right and jumping From the void, the circus horns Will sing a song of nothing Onward we go Onward Dimentio! PRESTO!

Why... Why did this have to happen...? Why did all the others die, while I had to live...? How long will I have to deal with these experiments? I'm so sorry, everyone... Truly...

You damn fool... It's a crying shame, really. If you weren't so yellow, we'd actually be able to have something of a normal life. For now, though? We'll fight for our life, always.

Yeeheeheeheehee!!! We cannnnnnn't fuckin' get a good life, tootssssss! What CAN weeeee do... Just killllll everyone an' turn 'em into zombies!! THEN they'lllllll undersssstand what hell issss. Remember theeeee word, girllllssss! Staaaaart with...

RESSURECTION!!!

[chalk-homunculus]

I think... in many ways, I really just want to feel loved, but I'm scared of accepting it, and scared of feelings I feel like I "can't control" so I end up taking an overly analytical approach and overjustifying things like natural curiosity to myself by calling things "just scientific fascination" and "morbid curiosity" (because in my mind, things I feel I am not "allowed to" experience, be curious about, or consider, seem like they're taboo, hence 'morbid'). I can't really fault others for thinking that's messed up. I've definitely ruined chances at receiving any sort of care and/or love in the past by not only pushing people away in delusional self-sabotage states, but also by treating people like equations or research projects. I sort of hate admitting to myself that I DON'T know or understand everything, and that doing so is impossible no matter how much I like knowing things, especially since my inability to just trust and take what people tell me at face value is in juxtaposition with that desire for knowledge and thorough understanding. It is actually me and my own doubt of people that drives me into over-questioning everything I DO know.

I also am terrible at paying attention to others. I know this. I forget that other people are, well, people, and that they won't know how much I care about them unless I express it and KEEP expressing it. Not just verbally but with things like asking people how they are doing- assuming they'll just tell me if they want me to know is something I do, but I know very well how easy it is to feel like a burden and close your troubles away from others in fear of being "too much" to deal with. I've reflected on this, and my unhealthy manner of expressing fondness and trust for others being that I'm far too quick to traumadump and talk about myself, in the past, but I've not been making nearly enough progress on it.

I think, I seek and crave for too much clarity without offering any myself, that has driven people away from me in the past, and it's purely my own flaws causing it.

Maybe with another year or two of reflecting, I will be able to handle something like a qppr without it falling apart because of my aloofness and inability to pay enough attention to others. Perhaps in half a decade, I could consider a romantic relationship, if I've made any progress with all that + trauma work, by then.