#idk how much of that is true

[ganondoodle]

once you notice how few characters in media have brown eyes it really becomes impossible to not pay attention to it and its been bothering me ever since

[revothink]

Hey dukhi aatmas, it's been a long time since I posted anything. I was just so lost in my own head that I forget other people exist too. Today I am going to go on a rant. It might irk some people but I truly do not care.

When people die (of sickness, natural causes like age), I don't feel bad. I feel that they have been freed instead. They are no longer in pain. Me personally?I want to die in a way that my body will never be found. I want my proof of existence to be lost. I want peace in death. I want my body to be burnt. I want it to be in ashes. I want to keep it safe.

Sometimes I wish I was not a woman. But I don't wanna be a man either. I want to be nothing. To be perceived as nothing. An asexual and genderless blob, if you will. Like an amoeba. But I want to be feminine in a non-traditional way. I want dresses and ribbons. I wanna wear pink without thinking of the stereotypes.

I want to have short hair and still feel feminine. I want to not be a woman but still be feminine. I wanna be pretty but I don't want to be a woman. I love women but I don't want to be one. Sometimes, I look in the mirror and want to cut off my boobs. I want a flat chest so I can finally feel comfortable in my own body. I want to rip out my ovaries so no baby can ever grow there. I don't want to be a mother. I don't want to be a wife. I want a hysterectomy. Tie my tubes in a coquettish way. Make it a fucking ribbon if you want.

I should also add a song that I am and was obsessed with ages ago.

Here's to a classical song. And a song I was and still am obsessed with. Unpopular opinion but Garam didn't deserve what happened to her.

[chatlote]

Just because you don't love yourself it doesn't mean I will stop loving you.

[crazymecjc]

look at yourself… you’re the true puppet.

[sainz100]

2024 Brazilian GP | x

[phibsies]

rewatching ninjago with my brother and i kinda miss pink zane

also quick bonus glacier, had to make this or else it’d be stuck in my head forever

[turtleblogatlast]

I adore the idea of Leo developing a love for glam rock not only because he likes the music but also because of how many glam rock bands had vibrant and extravagant eye makeup - looks that his own red stripes were right at home with.

Like just imagine a little Leo rifling through his dad’s music and choosing to vibe with glam rock specifically because he was like “:0! Like me!:)”

[reengeen]

I saw the response to my ask so here are the mirror pictures I drew! Please go check out @mari-lair for the au. It's so interesting and it's executed really well, I just can't recommend it enough :D

(Everyone else is smiling, did they plan this?!)

(You look so surprised! But it's nice to see everyone else happy, given the situation.)

(Also smiling now, you pocket the photo. You're glad they can still smile with you despite everything happening.)

(You see a key on the floor now, the mirror's light being reflected just right. Time to continue saving the country, Siffrin!)

[You obtained the smiling key]

(...)

(Everyone is staring at you.)

(They must be so tired of you by now, they're so strong. It feels like they could go through the whole house without you.)

(You're nothing but a liability to the team. A forgettable side character no one likes anyways.)

(You should have known that. Aren't you just so selfish? To think you mattered in this at all?)

(They look so scared. Who can blame them when you've walked into so much danger? Of course they're scared, they can't even trust you to do your own BLINDING JOB.)

(...)

(You'll prove they don't need to look at you like that ever again.)

(Smiling, you pocket the photo. At the very least, you can try and not mess anything else up)

(You see a key on the floor now, the mirror's light being reflected just right. At least you can still do this.)

[You obtained the smiling key]

[wandixx]

Seriously chaotic fashion misadventures

I realized I posted a teaser and never really followed up on it, so here is some more of that

“Hey, Dami?”

Boy hadn’t looked up from the kittens he was bottle feeding but let out a hum indicating he listened.

“I'm thinking about trying out a more girlish style. Do you think it would suit me?”

Well, Damian had no idea but if Dani wished to give it a chance, then, well, the only proper reaction was to offer his aid.

*-*-*

“Father, I require access to your rouge gallery.”

Bruce almost choked on his breakfast when his youngest made this announcement.

Rouge gallery, as his children playfully called it, was vast collection of lipsticks, which he collected to uphold his Brucie persona. Famous playboy with head constantly in the clouds couldn’t not show up with discreet signs of scandal from time to time. And it couldn’t always be the same shade. Or scent when he choose more subtle approach and used one of his more feminine perfumes.

In all honesty, he enjoyed this.

But that’s not the point, point was that Damian wanted to use it and Bruce needed to know what disaster would fall upon him if he agreed.

“Mind telling me why, chum?”

Dick, who visited Manor for a weekend, barely stifled his laughter while Tim stared at his empty coffee mug like it personally betrayed him. Cass just wore her usual knowing and mischievous smile.

Damian shifted in his chair, hands clenching on butter knife. He was nervous and suddenly Bruce dreaded the answer he was about to hear.

“I don’t see how me sharing this information would change anything. It won’t be used to cause harm to anyone but it’s necessary in the extracurricular project I just started.”

“Dami, what project?” Dick asked, voice oozing with genuine curiosity and excitement. He was almost bouncing.

“I don’t want to disclose it.”

“Is this a hero or civilian type of deal?”

Damian didn’t look any of them in the eyes, both hands clenching on his seat as he kept shifting. Bruce narrowed his eyes. Was his youngest… flustered?

“Civilian”

“Alright, great” Dick swung back with single clap, almost tripping his chair over “I think B won’t have anything against you using his rouge gallery, will he?” Man knew his oldest son well enough to recognize his ‘don’t you dare to disagree’ tone. He was confused but there wasn’t any harm so he nodded with affirmative hum.

“Thank you, Father”

Boy practically inhaled rest of his food and rushed outside. Despite all his training and all his efforts, they clearly saw his excitement. Tim pinched himself and returned to staring at his mug.

“Cass, have you seen what I’ve seen or am I overreacting?” Dick asked, barely restraining his enthusiasm. Girl nodded eagerly, shoving more crumbs into her mouth. Young man cheered, throwing his hands up.

“What have I missed?” Tim mumbled, frowning a little.

“BABY BAT HAS A CRUSH!”

Cass nodded again with wide smile.

Oh.

Oh no.

Who were they? What did he know about them? Was Protocol 3r0s started? Did someone run a background check already? What could they do if they somehow hurt Damian? Was this person a risk to their identities? Oh gods, oh no.

He probably will have to do The Talk™.

He always dreaded having The Talk, with any of his kids. He felt The Talk with Damian would be even worse. Understandably so.

“Also sleep in at least three da-”

“Fuck off, dick.”

“Was this insult or-”

His children remained obvious to how much work it meant, cheering and sassing each other like they often did.

*-*-*

Damian did not know how it was possible but he lowered his guard enough to get caught.

"What are you doing?" Brown choked out after they stared at each other for a long moment.

"It does not concern you–"

"You're rummaging through my wardrobe, not many things concern me more and also, that's frickin creepy don't do it to anyone outside of the family"

She did have a point however he was not convinced it would be the correct approach if he shared his plan. Father's wards (even unofficial like Brown) tended to make assumptions and overreact based on these conjectures. Dani wasn't easy to scare off but he didn't want to check if his family would manage. They often did things thought to be impossible.

He tried to get away but the blonde stood fiercely in a door, leaving the window as the only way out. He wasn't this desperate. Yet.

Girl looked more and more angry at his silence. He had to give her some answers.

Now that he actually considered it, she could be a useful asset. She was far better versed in women's fashion and if he phrased it correctly, he wouldn't even need to bribe her. Question was, how should he phrase it?

"I have an acquaintance- I have a friend," he corrected himself "from the animal shelter I volunteer at. She mentioned wanting to try out more 'girlish style' and asked for my opinion. I wanted to see if you had any clothes that would fit her. She is smaller than me so I thought that whatever I take, it wouldn't be missed." 

Brown grinned with an unsettling gleam in her eyes. He suddenly regretted opening his mouth if not coming to this room in the first place. 

"Say no more, I have a plan Demon Child"

[afterartist]

It’s badly layed out and the colours are wack but COMIC

Parallels between playable, blue coded, murder robots that drink blood and like coins

(I was thinking of also adding N from Murder drones here as well but i couldn’t fit the coin motif in with him :/ )

[deoidesign]

Doing master studies the only way I know how: Stealing them and making them my guys.

(Barberini Faun)

(The Fallen Angel - Alexandre Cabanel)

(Covent Garden - William Bruce Ellis Rankin)

[steamedlotusroot]

remember when swk tried to take li jing and nezha to court for gross negligence in jttw? good times

[clownowo]

inexplicably began doodling p4 again <3 so here's a collection

[daylighteclipsed]

While I’m talking, Cloud almost killing Tifa in Gongaga is not just a ‘would that be fucked up or what’ moment or even because Tifa has the true memories/proof to counter Sephiroth’s lies (though, that is part of it). It’s also because killing Tifa is the antithesis of who Cloud is. It’s the antithesis of the little boy who put his life on the line to save her and then dedicated his life to becoming strong enough to protect her. The antithesis of his promise to be there for her and the feelings behind it. “Cloud” and “Tifa’s killer” cannot coexist. “Cloud,” the boy defined by a desire to protect Tifa, cannot survive this. That’s why Sephiroth is trying so hard to get Cloud to kill Tifa. Sephiroth could kill her himself and that would still be majorly bad for Cloud’s true identity as he’d still lose his only tether to reality and the symbol of his conscience. But it wouldn’t be as effective as having Cloud do the honors. Sephiroth needs Cloud to kill the light in his own heart. He needs Cloud to kill his self. And there is no more definitive way than this.

[daniclaytcn]

ykw i'm just gonna say it. "it must have been awful for tommy to be closeted under gerrard's captaincy" and "tommy had a privileged position due to his gender and race that he actively benefited from and failed to utilize to openly advocate for chimney and hen—particularly chimney—who didn't have the privilege he did" are two statements that can and should coexist

[purecommemasolitude]

Thinking about how if we accept Paul’s narrative of the night as truth (barring the holding hands of course) Bob fully thought Cherry was putting the moves on a 14-year-old

Are you sure he wasn’t a jealous man buddy 🤨