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Hey guys, I got something I’m ready to talk about under the cut. It’s super long! And it’s pretty serious, so feel free to scroll past. It’s also about some serious subject matter regarding transphobia, so if you’re not in a good place and ready to read about something like that, take care of yourself first and foremost. Okay?
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Hey guys, I’ve been doing a lot of self discovery these last few…. I guess technically my whole life, but I only got serious about focusing and working on it these last few years, and it has to do with my history of transphobia. I want to talk about my journey of growth, and what I’ve done to grow, and maybe it could help anyone else dealing with similar issues.
I was a pretty…. Hateful kid, to put it lightly. I was very angry, VERY angry, and obsessed over all this anger and hatred I had at everyone, but especially at myself. I’ve been in therapy as far back as I can remember, and more meds than I’d like to admit, trying to figure out what was ‘wrong’ with me. Which was a lot, by the way.
Anyway, around 2016, I got really serious about therapy. As a kid I didn’t take it seriously, but by 2016 I knew I needed help. I realized how my anger was ripping me apart, and how deeply it was rooted in hating myself. So, without therapy, and without the tools of therapy, I’d try to alter thoughts as they’d happen. I’d see someone dressed in a way I didn’t like? My thoughts immediately turned to hatred and judgementality. I taught myself to step back, and go, ‘hold on. You don’t know them. That’s a lot to assume about someone you’ve never talked to.’ and it helped curb a lot of my most angry and judgemental thoughts, at least, I thought so. In truth, all it did, was bury the issue, instead of addressing it.
Going into therapy seriously this time as an adult, I started unburying my own trauma, small bit by small bit. I started journaling a lot of it out, and my therapist put it best. Going to therapy is like trying to untangle a ball of paperclips. You might be like ‘ah, I just want to take this one paperclip out’ but it’s attached to so many other things you wouldn’t have guessed, and eventually you just. End up with the whole ball. You go to therapy for one ‘small’ thing, oops, you’re talking about this huge other thing that you never knew was related.
Also at this point, I was pretty serious about my spirituality. I was sick of being so angry and judgemental, I got deep into meditation and learning about compassion, because… well I lacked so much of it for so long. My favorite quote, that helped me grow the most, is “If your compassion does not include yourself, it is incomplete” by Jack Kornfield. Another one I adore, is, “Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.” attributed to lots of people so I’m not actually sure who the original quoter is. If you watched a lot of my early streams, I was pretty obsessed with kindness and spirituality at that point! Half the time the streams turned into talks about that, lol. Sorry if that was a bit much, I was in a ‘place’ at that time.
After realizing how angry I was, and being so exhausted from it, I swung the opposite way pretty hard. I knew what it felt like to be angry and judgemental, and hurt people because of it. I’ve seen people I was very close to in my life, destroy relationships because of anger. And I was trying so hard to make up for it, to stop being so angry. I didn’t want to hurt people anymore, I didn’t want to hurt myself, and I wanted to be kind and understanding about perspectives I spent so long cutting off. And the therapy helped, a lot! I worked on a lot of deep issues, and my mind, more and more, started being less angry. I also got on meds, because we *finally* figured out what my issue was, and got me on the right medication. At least, once I got over my ‘I don’t need medication’ phase. Which was an absolute blessing.
I thought to myself, ah ha! Look at me, look at all this progress! I’m not angry or judgemental anymore. I’ve opened up so many doors, learned so many new things, I’m okay now, I don’t need any further help.’ With all the progress I had made, I really believed I didn’t need anymore work. The growth I made in just a couple years was astounding, and I wasn’t where I needed to be, but by this point I had the tools I needed to work on things myself. This was what I told myself anyway.
Also around this time, I was making my first close trans friends. And there was this weird, nasty feeling in my head, that I thought I had gotten past. These angry, judgemental thoughts cropped back up again, and they shocked me. I thought I was past this sort of anger, this judgementality. I didn’t want to look at it. I didn’t want to acknowledge it, or look deeper. I didn’t want to think that I could be so mean again, especially after all the work and growth I put in. So, I shoved it away, as hard as I could. I didn’t want to see it, and I didn’t want to think about it.
The problem with trying to shove angry, and judgemental, hateful thoughts away, is they don’t actually go away. They stay, and force themselves out in other ways. They come back as ‘jokes’ or ignorant angry comments. They come out subconsciously, as a defensive reaction. But… I didn’t want to acknowledge that I might be transphobic, or have transphobic thoughts. I didn’t want to be angry. So when I’d ‘joke’, or make a comment, I’d feel ashamed, and try to bury it deeper. And deeper. And it just made it worse. I also used my therapy as a defense mechanism too, without realizing it. “I’m fine now, I’ve gone to therapy, I don’t need any more work, I’m fine!” So. I buried it. I think there’s a pattern here.
After years of therapy, you’d think I’d realize what was going on. I was trying to bury this, the way I tried to bury all my anger for so many years. I knew from experience, that burying the issue does not work, and just makes it so much worse in the long run. But, I didn’t actually realize I was burying it. I was so deep in my own denial, that I couldn’t see it. Because there was a lot of deep shame there, too. I had so many amazing trans friends, and the experiences they had dealt with by this time, JUST for being trans, horrified me. I never, *ever* wanted to be a source of pain for them. But I’d still make comments, or ‘jokes’. Then, I’d feel horrible, crushing guilt, and try to force that bad side of me down even further.
By this point, a good majority of my friend group was either trans, or non binary. I loved them so much, and didn’t want to acknowledge my issues, or the fact that I had thoughts that could hurt them. Eventually, one of my trans friends approached me, and my god, I’m so lucky to have them in my life. But they approached me, telling me “I know you don’t mean to hurt anyone. I think… maybe it’s time to talk to your therapist about this.”
And… they were right. I spent so much time in denial, once they said this to me, it clicked. Yes, I do need to talk to someone. I can’t live like this anymore. If compassion is as important to me as I’ve always said, I need to work on any parts of me that still hold anger. But I was also so terrified, after spending so long trying to avoid it, now I was going to open up to someone? And say whatever my thoughts were out loud? What if I couldn’t be fixed? What if I was destined to be hateful and angry forever, no matter how hard I worked? I didn’t want to hear my own thoughts. I didn’t want to see this awful side of me, after spending so long trying to ‘defeat it’. I didn’t even know how dark it got, and my mind conjured all sorts of nasty ideas of how ‘bad’ of a person I was.
So. I walked into my therapist’s office, and said… out loud. “I think I’m transphobic. And I hate it.” I’ll leave a lot of details out, because it’s pretty personal, but I’ll go over the important things I discovered. After she let me speak for a bit, we turned to my gender identity. She asked me things in detail. I’m a cis woman, so I didn’t think I had any issues with my gender identity, so her questions confused me, but deeper than that, they scared me. There was still something inside of me that wanted to fight back, to protect me from whatever was coming. But I pushed forward.
As we pulled apart the paperclips, and started getting to the root of my true, deeper issue, I started to realize something. See, I’m pretty confident and comfortable in my skin. At least, I believed I was. I told myself, anyway. In a similar vein as I used ‘compassion’ to shove away parts of myself I hated, I used ‘confidence’ to shove away the insecure parts of myself as well. Which, I mean, couldn’t be a more false version of confidence OR compassion if you ask me.
I started to realize that I had a deep insecurity about my own femininity. A deep, crippling insecurity. See, my face and body are pretty androgynous. With long hair, I can look like a girl, but with short hair I can look pretty boyish. I don’t have much of a figure, or a chest, so I can be mistaken for a boy under lots of circumstances. That, combined with the fact that tight clothes are uncomfortable for me, meant overall I looked very unfeminine. And I was bullied a lot for it, growing up. Kids would call me a boy. In highschool, I was made fun of a lot, too. I’d be made fun of for not looking like a ‘girl’. This was only one factor of my bullying at the time, like I mentioned before. I had a lot of pretty severe behavior issues, so it sorta made me a prime target for bullying. I wanted to be viewed as a girl, as a woman. But because my looks didn’t fit enough into their ‘boxes’, I was made fun of. I was laughed at, and I can’t tell you how often people would say things like ‘are you SURE you’re a girl down there?’.
And this was the smoking gun. I finally had the realization I needed. This is hard to write, but. Because I didn’t fit in the mold of what my peers thought a woman was, I felt guilt, and I felt shame. And I shoved it away. And realized… subconsciously, I was doing what was done to me, to my trans friends. To the trans community. And it hurt. It hurt so much, to realize what I was doing. But now it also made so much sense. The guilt, the trying to ‘play it off’, the avoidance, the burying. It was so painful to grow up with those comments, that my mind was trying to shove away and hide me from realizing I was continuing the cycle of pain.
Not only that, but in therapy I learned something else. I’m still working through this, but. I realized as well I have dysphoria, and some mild dysmorphia. The fact that I was perceived so differently then I felt about myself in my adolescence, followed me deeply into adulthood.
I realized that when I would have friends talk about dysmorphia, my defense mechanism would kick in, to avoid me thinking that I might have the same issue. In fact, all my defense mechanisms would kick in, to avoid me from reliving the bullying and the trauma.
And anyone who knows anything about therapy, knows how much this shit hurts. It hurts SO much to open up wounds you’ve tried to hide, to look in and see where the real issue lies. To realize that maybe you haven’t been as kind as you wanted, even if it wasn’t intentional.
But… after the tears, and the pain of reliving this, and ripping open all the doors I was trying to close, to shove away… there was relief. I finally knew what was wrong. And that I knew where to start working. How to start helping myself grow, and be better.
So many things clicked, and my issues with transphobia evaporated. Finally facing it, finally confronting it, and realizing the deeper sides of myself, took away all that power my anger was holding onto. I had to reteach myself that, ‘hey, thanks for trying to protect me, but I’m okay now. You don’t have to protect me anymore.’
I’m still working on my issues with my femininity. After realizing this, I went through my closet and got rid of everything that made me feel ‘unpretty’. I went thrift shopping, and found looser clothes that still made me feel like a girl. I’m slowly growing my hair out, to see if I’m happier with long hair, or happier with short. In truth, I’m rediscovering myself again. It’s easier to look in the mirror.
The defensive reactions went away. The ‘jokes’ disappeared, and I didn’t have to fight to bury anything anymore. And I could be the supportive friend I always deeply wanted to be. To push back at a society that doesn’t like people ever sitting outside specific ‘molds’. To help make a world be safer for anyone who doesn’t align with the mainstream idea of what being a person is. To what being a man, or a woman is. To being whatever a human is.
This has been very long. But. I wanted to go through the entire experience, every step, to show how I worked on myself. And how I grew, from this darker, angrier, unhappy version of myself. And that maybe it could help anyone else who’s had the same experience. I also wanted to go through all of this, to show the steps I’ve made. And to my trans and nonbinary friends? To all the people in the trans community that I may have hurt in the past? I’m sorry. Genuinely, and truly. I never wanted to be another source of pain, especially to trans people, who already experience so much discrimination.
This was a painful experience to go through, but one I definitely needed. I’m still journaling, working on my issues and working on becoming a happier me. I had to take my time to discover myself, and wanted to open up about my journey to yall. I was finally ready to talk about this.
Anyway. I hope you have a beautiful day, and I hope every day is happier than the last. Cheers yall.
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It's insanely sad to read post after post of gentiles talking about how at least we all have each other and all we can do now is draw strength from our queer and leftist communities bc Jews literally cannot do this. Like you all completely and so utterly turned your backs on Jews this year and we have no one. Except other Jews. Who make up 2% of the American population. It's so great for you all that you can hold hands and sing Kumbaya but you made supporting Hamas and retweeting twitter funny men with literal terrorist hate symbols in their usernames normal. So no some of us cannot draw strength from the queer and leftist communities. Some of us just have to sit here and take it as you all reassure each other that none of this is your fault even though it so obviously is.
#gingerswagfreckles#leftist antisemitism#antisemitism#I'm so fucking bitter#Ohhh it's not the fault of the brave antisemities who campaigned all year to keep people home that young people didn't vote#Like at fucking all!!#Be so fucking for real right now yes it fucking is your fault screw you guys#And stop sucking your own dicks jfc#jumblr#jewblr
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Dead beat down
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#wen ning#wen qing#Wen Ning is my beloved boy so hearing him get revived as a murder zombie was devastating.#The fact he will keep having his kind and gentle nature overridden by death and violence makes me want to eat sawdust.#I must say though...as a necromancer lover - boy did this episode deliver.#The sound design was so good. Screams and gore and panic abound!#I personally felt a little mixed on how terrified the guards were of WWX at the start but uh...yeah his reputation was not rumours.#If anything they kind of downplayed how brutal he could be.#Real WWX lovers know he puppets round corpses and kills people in cruel and unusual ways.#He's just got some stuff to work through! This is his enrichment! He's in too small of an enclosure!#Self care can be a bloodbath and reviving the guy who has a crush on you that you'll never recognize! It's fine!
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Woah.... may i request more tape girl.... and also phone dude.... and tape girl....... and tape girl..... and tape girl.......
I just gotta draw phone guy next and we’ll have the full set
#ask reply#definitely will consider drawing both of them again soon!#I do like em both a lot#ITS SO FUNNY I gave them both the same headphones by accident#ITS CAUSE both of them seemingly liked things from the past#TBH I’ll probably fix that if I draw em again#tape girl only has em cause she’s working so maybe phone dude will keep it#WE’LL SEE#SOON phone guy will be REAL with them#oh fnaf characters we only hear over the phone or recordings I love you so
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Your Harper better watch out, or else he's gonna end up getting the most sloppiest, wettest, creamiest, soul taking, life changing, death dropping, flabbergasting, hypnotizing, heavenly, astonishing, leg trembling, hands desperately grabbing the sheets, leg shaking, toe curling, voice breaking, whimper causing head from me. Also he can't say no to it-
#how do you guys keep coming up with these /lh#but also. real#anon#ask#degrees of lewdity#harper the doctor#harperfucker hours
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'Oh God, they're beside me again, aren't they.'
LMFAOOO WHAT DID THIS GUY DO TO DESERVE THIS. imagine just sitting there, eating your lunch peacefully while one of your comrades (he's not even eating food, wtf is he doing there) goes and harass the other one once again with his weird homosexual activities (wiping the other's blood and licking it???). I'd lose it, personally.
#alien stage#alnst#에이스테#ivantill#the real tragedy is all the ppl that witnessed ivan being a weirdo when they were kids#being stuck between ivantill must be so annoying#you got this guy who keeps staring at this roughed up looking kid#its the equivalent of someone staring at their crush in class and you happen to be in between#awkward as hell
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For anyone who likes romance and spies and yearning and a short king being completely head over heels for a woman that can (and does) kick his ass, Argylle is the movie for you. Feel like the marketing team is leaving money on the table by not appealing to the romance crowd that is crying out for more genuine love stories on film and the one in this movie is actually really sweet and features an attractive couple with actual personalities.
#argylle#argylle spoilers#i am notoriously harsh on m/f couples in film especially modern ones#but i really liked this one and loved how it felt like a real partnership#this movie is not gonna win any awards but it’s very cute and the action was fun#and bryce dallas howard getting to play a whole woman instead of a terrible string of misogynistic cliches in Jurassic World was refreshing#plus sam rockwell >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> chris pratt any day#i guess he’s only a ‘short king’ in comparison to other guys but you know what he’s basically an inch taller than bryce dallas howard#so i’m letting him keep the epithet especially since the other guys are much taller and more built
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silly guys stumbling home after a concert ^-^ i just really wanted to draw them in going out clothes, and bugsy found the best shirt for quinn
#i keep staring at this like i’m forgetting something. i’m forgetting something. BUT I DONT KNOW WHAT#also huge shoutout to everyone who listened to my mental breakdown over beer. you guys are real ones#my art#my ocs#mall project
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link skywalker redraw to celebrate the au that started it all🤸🏼♀️
#guys im so proud of the glow of his sword#also the way my art style changed in the year... BUT I LIKE TO KEEP IT REAL i kept the blush streaks you can pry those off my cold dead bod#loz#my art#tloz#the legend of zelda#zelda#breath of the wild#tloz fanart#botw#tears of the kingdom#link#star wars#sw#star wars fanart#the clone wars#tcw#tcw fanart#clone wars#star wars: a new hope#anh#the empire strikes back#star wars au#link legend of zelda#legend of zelda fanart
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hitting my toxic yaoi quota + chibi doodles
#chipchopdraws#alan wake#alan wake 2#aw2#blood#alex casey#saga anderson#what if u made a guy and you had to keep killing him but he knew you were doing that and hated you but also hes not real but also he is rea#< my thesis statement for that comic#i have other wips im too laxy to clean up rn but know saga and casey also mean evertything 2 me#does this technically count as max payne yaoi as well. think on that one readers
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Do y'all ever get confused when a fic or a piece of fan art you're obsessed with gets barely any attention?
#dreamer talks#for real though#I feel like this shit keeps happening to me a lot recently#why can't you guys see what I see?!
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Scenecore Mabel and Teenage Dirtbag Dipper because I can
LOOSELY based on this. So loosely, if it were pants you wouldn’t even be able to use a belt to keep it up.
#gravity falls#mabel pines#dipper pines#older mabel pines#older dipper pines#you guys are missing out on the ‘Mabel is the first to get glasses’ headcanon#‘oh we’ll Dipper is a nerd and plays video games all day so he’d probably get glass-‘#no. Mabel ends up being the one needing glasses because she keeps spraying shit in her eyes#is that how eyes work? idk#but I know that I accidentally kept spraying shit in my eyes and now I need glasses#meanwhile my sister ‘doesn’t’#(she does she just refuses to wear them)#in case you were wondering Dippers shirt says ‘humans aren’t real’#I based it off my stuff that says ‘humans aren’t real’
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Dp x dc idea:
Danny & Co joining the Justice League and everything...but it's that wonderful DC AU where Bruce died in Ethiopia instead of Jason and Tim decided to be Dad (TM) of Jason's Robin and runs around as kid Batman for awhile (eventually becoming full legit Batman).
Danny & Co joining up after all of that, they have only known Tim as Batman (and for fun let's make this Brian Dead where Danny & Tim are dating, or are dancing around each other, maybe Super Brain Dead because I love Kon being involved).
Anyway, Tim is Danny & the Pham's Batman...and then they ended up accidently in the normal DC universe and meet Bruce Wayne Batman and immediately are like "Press X For Doubt" about the whole thing
Danny, squinting suspiciously: who the fuck are you?
Bruce: I'm Batman
Danny: No the fuck you aren't
Elle: Yeah no way, I know Batman, Batman's a sleep deprived twink
Tim (as Red Robin) walks in
Danny: holy shit they fucking shrunk Red Robin
Tim: What??
Elle: Okay what the fuck, first Batman isn't a twink and now Red Robin is???
#dc x dp#dp x dc#dpxdc#danny phantom#batman#danny fenton#tim drake#dani phantom#danielle phantom#bruce wayne#jason became red robin in the universe they came from#Danny: wait who's red hood?#eventually everyone takes their masks off to sort stuff out and it's just#Danny: Wait Matches Malone is Batman in this world???#Bruce: what#Danny: you're the guy that used to be a gotham goon right? in our world you found damian and brought him to us#Danny: and i guess everyone kinda just adopted you as their new uncle and you never left#bruce has to reboot over the fact that his AU self upon undying & being dunked in the lazerus pit#apparently decided tk hide his real identity like jason did but instead of a rampage he became the cool uncle#clark has to tackle him to keep him from trying to orchestrate something similar in their world
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#warriors#warrior cats#blackstar#blackfoot#shadowclan#rogue#arc 1#art#OK SO I HAVE A LOT TO SAY ABOUT THIS DESIGN#blackstars canon description/official artwork is like. Genetically impossible for a cat to have#i dont care about genetics that much when it comes to family trees but i like to design cats that look like they could exist irl#if that makes sense.#so for blackstar. you can do a few things. you can do his impossible canon design which is perfectly valid#you can make him a colorpoint/'siamese' type and make his face and tail black#although i dont think some people realize that colorpoints ALWAYS have blue eyes. you cant keep his canon eye color like that#if youre concerned about him looking like a real cat#but what i did here is hes a black cat with lots of vitiligo#which is not actually that popular but makes a whole lot of sense! and he gets to keep his eye color#especially considering he could be named blackkit cause hes all black at birth#but by the time hes a warrior he has lots of white spotting and only his paws remain all-black so they call him blackfoot#anyway im here to spread vitiligo blackstar propaganda#also i jsut think this dude is neat. hes a neat character i like him#guy who commits war crimes but redeems himself enough to get into heaven#wc design
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Danny slowly lowered himself down onto Luther's newest death machine thanks to his bat themed grappling hook. Making special care not to let his heart beat or his lungs take in breath lest Superman hear him and intervene, he used his intangibility to sink into the machine itself to steal its parts.
Yeah, so a full white outfit wasn't the best choice for stealth, but it was better than dressing like a traffic light. Plus the black gloves and boots made him feel nostalgic. It had been only seven months since the accident that took his life, so much has happened since then.
Biting his lip as he smiled as he began gathering up parts and wires with his intangibility and placing them into his bag. Lastly he grabbed the power source, which-surprise, surprise, is kryptonite.
After he grabbed what he wanted he quickly stuck a note on the maintenance panel of the machine for when someone opened it and discovered it now had a large hollow space, then simply sank down through the floor and flew to freedom.
Danny sighed once he was clear. Or, at least he thought he was.
"Young man." Crud. Danny turned around to see big blue floating behind him in all his red underwear glory. Great. "I believe you have something that doesn't belong to you." The Kryptonian said, looking pointedly at the large chunk of kryptonite Danny held under his arm.
Instead of an excuse, Danny got an idea. "Uh, hello? Recognize the mask?" He said, gesturing to his face.
Superman narrowed his eyes, staring at his face for a few very long seconds and just as Danny was about to cut his losses and book it out of there, a look of recognition graced the heros face. Sweet. "Thats Nightwings mask."
"Yeah. Just smaller."
Superman nodded, then asked, "Why aren't you wearing a bat symbol? I wouldn't have thought you were a thief if I knew you were working with Batman." Danny had to fight to keep his face neutral.
"I haven't decided what symbol I want on my suit yet." And that was true. Danny wasn't sure he wanted any symbol at all. The mark of the bat would mean that he belonged in the batclan, and Danny was a lone ghost. A wandering spirit if you will. He didn't belong anywhere.
Some small part of his mind that sounded suspiciously like Jazz said that might be one of the reasons he's been behaving so poorly lately, but he brushed it off. Superman just nodded sagely. Danny doubted he actually knew how Danny felt and was just nodding along to appear sympathetic. Adults lie, and they lie often. Danny kinda hated them for it.
"Well, I'm kinda on a deadline, so I should get going. Crime to fight, goth furry to annoy, you know how it is." Danny said, waving the arm that wasn't carrying the kryptonite around in the air before using it to readjust the bags strap on his shoulder.
"Alright," superdude smiled warmly, "Tell Batman I said hi." Danny grinned back at him as he jogged away, "Will do!"
That went better than expected. Thank you, Nightwing~! The boy thought to himself as he ran off into a secluded area and turned invisible and flying away.
Just imagining Supermans face if- no- when Batman finally breaks and tells the Justice League about the little menace thats been stealing all his and his sidekicks stuff for the last few weeks nearly sends Danny into hysterics.
Danny still has Robins sword mounted above the fireplace in his favorite safe house in Costa del Sol. Red Hoods "favorite" motorcycle was in its garage and Red Robins wrist computer and chest harness thing were mounded in a glass case next to the first thing he stole from them:
Batmans utility belt.
Sure, its a pain to remove all the tracking stuff from them, but man is he proud of those accomplishments.
Still. Its better to leave Metropolis after he got caught by Superman. Its only a mater of time before someone finds out about the old switcheroo he pulled at the last museum robbery and that combined with the bodies of those creepy rich guys he had killed (human trafficer buyers) well, surely Batman has noticed he had been gone for a while and would pick up on the matching M.O. in Metropolis.
Time to bounce.
#dpxdc#fanfiction prompts#prompts#dp x dc#danny phantom#danny fenton#batman#superman#danny being a little gremlin#villian danny#evil danny#he killed vlad but vlad had something set up to out danny if he ever died so danno had to run into a new world#danny has tasted blood and keeps killing evil rich guys who reminds him of creepy uncle vlad#human trafficing is a huge no no to danny and he will hunt you down#danny steals the bats stuff and made them run around in circles. he even managed to trick the bats into chasing one of thier own#by swaping his tracking signal with thiers. the look of confusion on everyones faces when the bat was cornered was gold. too bad he had to#see it on a screen and not in real time#now...what city to hit next?
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i just would like you to know ur art inspires me to wanna draw more is2g *insert me crying*
This honestly makes me really glad to hear!! Tbh that’s all I hope to do with art is to encourage others to draw!
Let it be known, yall don’t gotta draw as much as me, I’m just completely dialled into art and have a very good system for myself, BUT definitely do enjoy making art more often for yourself!
#ask reply#hands you the heart drawing#I do read every anon like this and I love each one#means literally the world to me 💗💗#I’ll keep drawing and I hope you guys keep enjoying it!#btw your art is real good!! keep it up!!
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