#reblogging because I can

[frownyalfred]

actually the idea that Dick, the eldest, the only one who ever wore the cowl long term, the only one who raised a Robin on his own, is also the only one who can successfully, perfectly replicate that barked ROBIN! in Bruce's voice? the only one who can pull that exact tone from the depths of his soul, to the point where his voice is identical, so identical that old Robins like Jason are obeying before their minds even realize their bodies are moving? that Dick is the only one, has always been the only one, who can channel Bruce's voice? can channel Batman himself? I am going feral

[rustandruin]

the ghost of one specific homosexual cowboy regularly possesses Tumblr gays

[ravenmccookies]

Weird phenomenon I've seen on tumblr

[littlemizzlinguistics]

Studying linguistics is actually so wonderful because when you explain youth slang to older professors, instead of complaining about how "your generation can't speak right/ you're butchering the language" they light up and go “really? That’s so wonderful! What an innovative construction! Isn't language wonderful?"

[roninkairi]

You can only reblog this today.*

*PLEASE READ THE TAGS

[lapdogchase]

i’ve begun saying people “obviously aren’t in a romantic relationship, they have something deeper and more intimate going on” as this seems to confuse and upset alloromantics

(ID: a banner with text over the aro flag. the text says: i don't care about blorbotags go wild but this post is about hating the hierarchial system of relationships & if you're mad about it you're probably been poisoned by ace discourse brainworms. and are also proving my point. /end ID)

[girlfictions]

something i’ve been thinking about lately is like. growing up muslim right after 9/11 is something i’d never really reflected on much because it was all i’d ever known — at 5, my friend’s mum didn’t let her invite me to her birthday party because i was the only brown girl in our class, at 12, my classmates would joke about my family being part of isis, at 16, my dad was interrogated by american airport security for hours — and it always stung and it always hurt but it was just the way things were because the western world hated muslims. but i don’t think i’ve ever fully comprehended the extent to which we were hated until now.

palestine is being turned into a mass graveyard. every single day there are new photos of the atrocities being carried out against them and videos of them pleading for help and still those who can actually intervene turn a blind eye. israel is claiming to only be targeting hamas “terrorists” while bombing a refugee camp. israeli police raided and assaulted a non-zionist jewish neighbourhood. israeli soldiers are posting tiktoks of them torturing captured palestinians. this is not a complicated issue and it never has been. ethnic cleansing is being committed right in front of us. and yet the western world leaders refuse to call for a ceasefire.

and while zionist organisations accuse pro-palestine demonstrations of anti-semitism, while zionist celebrities insist that they’re afraid to leave their mansions in los angeles, a six year old muslim boy was stabbed to death and his mother wounded in the same attack in chicago. a muslim doctor was murdered while sitting outside her apartment complex in texas. hundreds of peaceful protesters have been arrested (many of whom have been jewish). despite what zionists want you to believe, this is not a jewish/muslim conflict. i have so much love and gratitude to my brave jewish brothers and sisters all over the world who are condemning israel for their actions.

ultimately, israel have been granted impunity by the west. they have slaughtered thousands upon thousands of innocent palestinians. they have bombed hospitals and schools indiscriminately. they have used white phosphorus, violating the geneva convention. they have completely eradicated nearly 900 bloodlines. how many more need to be wiped out? how many more children need to be buried underneath the rubble? how many more doctors need to be confronted with the bodies of their own family members? how many more journalists need to detail the horrific acts of violence they are witnessing? what more can be done to the palestinian people that has not been done already?

i truly believe that palestine will be free one day. i believe the palestinian people will receive the justice they finally deserve. but what breaks my heart is how much they have suffered and will continue to suffer before they are deemed worthy of help. and it would be to all of our detriment if we ignored how much of a factor palestine being a predominantly muslim state has played into the way the world has reacted to their genocide.

[kivyvimes]

Yearly sanji drawing

[opikiquu]

iknow my comics are ugly please just hear me out

[munchymungo]

with christmas coming up dont forget to reblog this post!

this is gaining traction so im gonna put here that im not op idk who op is pls lmk if u know who op is so we can tag them (i found this video saved on my phone from last year)

[chenziee]

It was brought to my attention that it is ace awareness week, time to reblob my baby again 🖤🤍💜

Happy existing to my fellow aces (and Ace! He deserves to be celebrated too! 🔥)

Until We Drown series Masterpost

Series overview: The Until We Drown verse is an omegaverse story set in the One Piece canon. It explores the relationship between one omega Trafalgar “I’d rather jump in the sea and drown than have sex” Law and alpha Monkey D. “Sex is an interesting concept and all but have you heard about literally anything else” Luffy.

Or; the asexual omegaverse LuLaw AU that no one asked for but I’m doing it anyway because yes.

[ Full series on AO3 | Ko-fi ]

Part 1: Falling

Summary: The timing for Law’s heat couldn’t have been worse; their attack on Doflamingo was just days away, and here he was, too busy fighting tooth and nail against hormones and disgust. Law would really rather jump into the sea and drown than deal with one minute of this.

FALLING ARTWORK COMMISSIONED FROM SATSSCARLET (artist’s twitter here)

Part 2: Until we drown

Summary: When the Straw Hats call you claiming an emergency, it can mean anything from ‘We’re surrounded by Big Mom, Kaido, Blackbeard, and the Navy, send help’ to 'Luffy ate the last piece of cake and now there’s chaos’ and honestly, Law’s long given up on trying to figure out where he stood on the emergency scale.

But, well, bringing over as much food as he possibly could wasn’t the weirdest request they’ve ever made of him anyway.

UNTIL WE DROWN ARTWORK COMMISSIONED FROM @/FERIOWIND

Part 3: At the bottom of the sea

Summary: Kid never would have believed there was a person crazy enough to actually mate with Straw Hat Luffy, the biggest, most selfish idiot on the seas. But seeing as the mating mark on said idiot’s neck was very real, Kid had only one question:

Who the hell is Torao?

AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA ARTWORK(S) COMMISSIONED FROM @/YUMENOFUDE

[peach-pot]

(if you don’t mind reblogging this post, that would be groovy ^_^)

[pitsazawr]

Jack Stauber — The End

"It's only just the end", Tim

[placesyoucallhome]

Size/Height difference poses

I love height differences aesthetically, but posing them can sometimes be a pain! So to cater to those that also struggle with posing smols and tols, I have a few options-

Meant for art of any type and ask memes, for drawing, writing, photography (like gpose!), ect. Gender nonspecific and for any sort of relationship type, romantic, platonic, and antagonistic!

[originalartblog]

Apparently much-needed reminder that reposting artists' art (by saving the images or screenshotting them and reuploading them yourself) on other platforms without the artists' expressed permission and without credit is theft and an insult to their passion and craft. You are profiting (in views, in attention, in feedback) from someone else's work and ideas, who do not get that feedback for sharing their creation.

If you are an art reposter, you are a thief and I have no respect for you.

[eternallytired17]

A desperate cry unleashes itself from behind his lips, piercing through the air. A rough hand covers his mouth, trapping the coiling anguish that begs to be released from his aching chest. Something feral springs to life in John, some dormant piece of him that had remained buried during the months in the Stalag, only having emerged when he felt like the barrack walls were coming crashing down on him. John turns his head sharply, dislodging the hand on his mouth, and manages to bite down hard. Delicate bones grind against his teeth as they sink into the tender flesh, the taste of copper immediately flooding his senses. John starts to choke on the blood coating the inside of his mouth. The hand rips itself away from his face, only to be replaced by another that stifles another hoarse scream of unspeakable grief. A slender yet strong arm wraps around his torso and pulls him back against a hard chest. John struggles against the hold, using his legs to push against the ground and buck up against the person at his back. Before he could try more than once, a heavy weight bears down on his legs, pinning them down. It only spurs him on to fight further, but he soon finds he can barely move. Tears prick his eyes as despair seeps through his body. He’s been caught. Trapped. Pinned down like a feral animal before it’s put down. They’ve torn Gale from him and it’s as though they’ve taken a limb. Arms and legs, he’d gladly cleave off one of each if only they would only let him stay with Gale’s body until the end. He wouldn’t even fight his own fate. For if Gale was truly gone, then there really wasn’t any reason to keep going. He’d welcome the bullet that promised to reunite him with Gale.

Excerpt from Never Let Me Go - EternallyTired17

Never Let Me Go - EternallyTired17

John makes the escape with Gale and the others, but is haunted by how easily it could have gone wrong.

Written for the WOTA Halloween Writing Event