#the man is tired. you can just tell

[insurged]

gege is so done with jjk and that's totally fine ( ´ ω ` )

[xxplastic-cubexx]

oh boy 2AM !!!!!!

[littlefankingdom]

DC must not want money because if they did, they would have made a Batman & Robin movie or show centered on Bruce getting Dick. Currently, people are all about "disgruntled man suddenly has a child he is not blood related too and becomes a father", if DC just use the recipe with Bruce and Dick, people would eat that shit up. Especially because Batman's story is about hope, and what better way to deliver that than by giving him a kid?! Especially as it is the goal of the recipe, to give hope to the disgruntled man! Instead of trying again and again to sell Batman had this "misery 4ever" story (which it is not supposed to be) to please the edgelords.

I don't know wtf DC is doing, don't they have people analysing the market??? How can they miss that???

[starryluminary]

Ridonculous Race but Noah is friends with Owen part 7: It’s the little things.

Sorry this one’s kinda lame… I just watch this episode and get upset that we returned to status quo as if Ridonc and Roll meant nothing. The slightest of dynamic shifts would of been enough, as long as SOMETHING changed. It really is the little things sometimes

Transcript:

Image 1 Kitty: Ugh-! it stinks so bad down here!

Image 2 Owen: Well… There could be any number of reasons for that.

Image 3 Owen: I mean who can really say what- Owen: Wait. Owen: I know those forehead wrinkles… You’re mad at me!

Image 4 Owen: You’re mad at me… And you’re biting your tongue… Noah: ?

Image 5 Owen: AWW, BUDDY!!!

Image 6 Owen, offscreen: YOU CAAARE ABOUT MEEE!! Noah, offscreen: SHUT UP!! LET ME GO!! Kitty: Aww ♡

Image 7 Kitty: Why can’t we be like that? Emma: Keep your head in the game and maybe we can be. Owen, offscreen: And my feeeeeeelings~ Noah, offscreen: STOP IIIT AAAAARRR (the text turns into scribbles, signifying incomprehensible yelling.)

[starry-bi-sky]

Clone^2 Damian

If you really think about, Damian's situation in the clone^2 au is... kinda tragic? Especially in the early months of his arrival. Like,,, think about it. Damian has always known he was a clone of Damian Wayne, that he was a copy of the blood son. There was nothing 'original' about him, not even his name (of which at least Danny has that). He was just... a replacement. A disposable one, to boot.

And he knew that, to an extent, by the time he was six years old. he might not have been actively acknowledging it -- he's six years old -- but deep down he knew. And like, he's six years old. Every small child craves the love and affection of an adult, especially their parents, and even though he knew he was clone, I imagine he still considered - and still does consider, somewhat - Talia and Bruce as his mother and father. And I really doubt he was... getting it?

Now, I know Talia loves Damian, her son. At least in some interpretations she does, and in this au she does. But... a clone of her son? I'm not so certain if she would have the same affection for baby Dames as she would for Damian. I don't think she would treat him badly, but I don't think Talia would treat him warmly either. Kinda just, distant. Colder than she would have been with OG Damian.

And, I know I've mentioned Damian's arrival from Danny's point of view, and its kind of comical kind of insane from his perspective -- a little boy clone of Damian Wayne falls through a portal and immediately attacks him. That sounds like a bad joke.

But, if you think of this from Damian's point of view? It's like he just got dropped into a scary movie. Like, think about it. You're six years old, and suddenly a portal, as green and as swirling as your grandfather's pools, opens up beneath your feet and sucks you through.

After an intense bout of vertigo, you end up in a massive, urban city -- completely different from the rural mountain palace that you lived in for the last six years of your life, and in this city, you don't know any of the language. You don't know what anyone is saying, you can't read any of the signs - you are completely stranded, away from home.

And then, to make things worse, you're facing a figure with a terrifying mask and eyes as burning green as the portal you fell through. Of course Damian's first instinct, six years old, is to attack. He's terrified.

And this figure, he's not a good fighter, but he's fast, and he dodges you quickly. He grabs your sword with his hands, and tries to restrain you, saying something in a language you don't know. Naturally, Damian is just scared. He's six! He'd just be learning how to read if he was normal child going to school.

This figure halfway through the fight yanks off his mask -- he realizes you're scared -- and looking at you now, is a youthful version of your father. This is a clone of your dad, someone you have never met but, six years old, still wants to. Damian gets defensive. This is an imposter.

But this imposter eventually gets you home with him - and he's using his little box, his phone, to communicate with you through a mechanical voice speaking in arabic. and it's frustrating. The boy, the imposter, can say whatever to you just fine, but trying to talk back is a hassle and a half. He's six, he doesn't have that much patience.

He wants to go home.

And so he keeps trying to run away. He keeps trying to find out of this hellish concrete jungle, and he keeps getting lost. It's loud, and busy, and there are people talking to you and you don't understand them, and there are rules and signs you don't understand - Damian tries to cross the street and nearly gets hit by a car. He doesn't know how the road signs work, he was never taught. They didn't get to that.

And he gets lost. And it gets dark, and Damian is brave, but he is six, and this is the worst stress he's been under in all his six years of life. He wants, desperately more than anything, to go home. Why wouldn't he? The only stable... semi-stable environment he was in just got ripped out from under his feet, literally! He wants his mother.

And it's not happening.

But there's something good to be said, at least. The imposter that looks like his father always comes and finds him, no matter what. He could have left that morning, and he will find Damian at midnight, frazzled and worried, and carrying an extra jacket with him because it is cold in Amity Park and Damian is six years old.

And sometimes Damian attacks him - he's scared and stressed and he doesn't want to be here. And every time he catches the sword. Even though Damian can see it cut into his hand and pearls of blood well up and stains his fingers. Even though Damian can see him wince in pain and bite his lip, he still catches it.

But with that little box, he coaxes Damian to come back with him. It's cold, it's dark, Amity Park is unsafe at night. They can figure something out tomorrow, please. And every time, he agrees, reluctantly. And the imposter takes the extra jacket he brought with -- a flannel, a hoodie, a jacket -- and he wraps it around him. It's warm, Damian's clothes are not that thick, and even though he thinks he might hate this imposter, he still sticks close to his legs as he leads him down the street.

And sometimes the imposter carries him, because Damian's shoes are not that thick, and he cuts his foot on broken glass while they're walking home. The imposter sits in the bathroom with him and carefully cleans the cut out, and makes sure it doesn't get infected.

There's hope you know, he still has it. His mother will be looking for him. She'll be worried. He's important to them. Damian may not be the original, but he is still a blood son. He is still her son. She will come find him. This nightmare will end soon. He can go home.

And then weeks pass, and nothing. Then months, and nothing. His family is not coming for him, and it hurts. Hurts more than anything. And yet while that happens, the boy he's attacked, and hurt, teaches himself arabic in order to speak to him. He takes Damian out of the house one afternoon and buys him new clothes, or tries to. And then he keeps buying him new clothes. He gives him blankets and gives up his bed to him until they can get him one himself, and steadily he teaches Damian english.

This boy is kind. Kinder than Damian's ever experienced, and he doesn't know what to do with it. He's devastated by the fact that he is not as important to his family as his family is to him. What do you do when you're six years old and you learn something like that? When a random stranger who looks like your father is kinder to you, and cares more about you than your family did?

And then Damian tells him he's a clone. He's Damian Wayne's clone, and he tells him his purpose - that their grandfather made him to kill him. And the boy, the imposter, Damian thinks he probably already knows that he's a clone. But he doesn't say that. He just nods, and asks him if he wants to tell his original about him.

Damian says no. He doesn't want to. He's tired of living in the shadow of his original. He wants to keep this to himself. This is his. For once, all of this is his.

And to his surprise, the imposter doesn't try and convince him otherwise. He just nods, and says okay. And when Damian asks why, the imposter - his brother - looks at him and says.

"I don't care about Damian Wayne. I care about you." And in Damian's gobsmacked silence, his brother continues. He tells him that if Damian doesn't want to tell his original that he exists, then they don't need to. They don't need to worry about the LoA going after him, because clearly if his 'grandfather' needs to make a clone of Damian in order to take him out, then whatever it was that Damian Wayne was doing to keep himself safe, was working.

"Wayne already has people in his corner, he's got Gotham's army of vigilantes to keep himself safe." his brother says with his eyes as blue as moonlight. "You, however. Do not." And he continues, and says that if Damian Wayne has the same training as Damian does, then he will be fine. He doesn't need to be aware of his clone. Because if DW doesn't know about Damian, then the LoA doesn't either.

And here's the thing. Damian would not have survived in the LoA for long. Not as a clone. No matter what, he was going to die no matter what he did, and sooner rather than later. The sword of Damocles was always hanging above his head in the League of Assassins.

That portal, and meeting Danny, saved his life. There's no way around it. And to an extent Damian knows this even at six years old. He may not be aware that he would've died, but he knows that meeting Danny was the best thing to happen to him.

It's no wonder after that, that Damian is as clingy to Danny as he is. Danny is the first person he's met to offer him unconditional love, with no strings attached, only pure affection.

[numberonepartyboy]

congrats to toshiro for being the first male victim of fandom misogyny

[niuxita21]

😭😭

[howlingdemon13]

I usually don’t make separate posts about Pride, but I keep seeing the discourse and I didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes:

Every gatekeepy argument about who/what isn’t allowed at Pride (no “straight-passing” bi folks, no kink, no cishets) feels like a psyop. And it’s the same psyop every damn year that the same cop-brained people keep falling for.

We go over this every year: Pride is a protest and a celebration. We are protesting the denial of basic human rights for our community across the globe, and we are celebrating each of our victories and what makes us different.

Unfortunately, it feels like younger members of the community fall for these psyops at higher rates. Guys, please learn your history and stop policing people in your community. The government and corporations already have pigs for that. Stop falling for it.

We need our allies and supporters there with us. We need folks who aren’t out yet or who might not know that they’re some facet of the community with us. We need our community elders who have been fighting this fight for decades with us.

If your ass is clenched about some bastardized ideas about consent around seeing kink in public, or are made uncomfortable by queer folks who you think aren’t “queer enough”, or whatever other petty-ass hang-up you have about the people attending Pride with you… then maybe you should take a breather at home and return once you’ve figured out why you feel the need to scrutinize other people in your community.

[ef-1]

🍷<3

[pleasedontcareaboutme]

It's missing my father hours rn so imma just dump a bunch of pictures here and cry

( sorry i don't know the source of anything I just had them on my phone)

(also dont read the tags i just need to let it out lol)

[shaykesqueer]

I want to do a new phantom/rory design that’s just. Theyre just voids.

They’re like black cats with their triangle ears and tiny little mouths and big eyes.

They’re like. Animated pieces of silk.

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Trigun Thoughts Vol. 1 Pt. 2

So now that I've finished with volume 1, I just wanted to write down a couple thoughts I've had and neat things to point out so far

When I was watching Stampede, I took note of a few kind of textbook avoidant behaviours Vash engages in, and lo and behold, here he is in the manga displaying even more of them. I'll list out a few here.

In order, we have:

Casually asking for a time limit on the interaction (ie. "How long do I have to keep this up before I can leave?")

Attempting to lose people in a crowd

Leaving without saying anything (and as a bonus, dreading being recognized in public)

Over-indulging or over-involving oneself in social events to create a viable excuse to leave suddenly (in this case, he uses alcohol as a reason to "pass out")

Sleeping to avoid unwanted conversation

Escaping to the bathroom to get away for a bit (and also to grumble about it haha)

Playing off sincere reactions by deliberately allowing them to be misinterpreted to avoid personal questions

It's really obvious, even this early in the manga, that Vash is intentionally avoiding prolonged interaction with people, and only involving himself in situations by necessity. He doesn't like attention on himself - the only reason he intentionally draws it is to divert it away from others.

The reason for this is a bit muddy though. It does seem that Vash doesn't particularly enjoy being caught up in drama, and it is also very likely he wishes to get in and out of places as quickly as possible to avoid them getting caught up in his drama too. It may even be that he finds prolonged socializing kind of tiring; that he needs a certain amount of time to himself.

But then there's also this bit, shortly after the celebration, where he pretends to pass out.

This brings in a bit of a guilt aspect to it. It likely has to do with July, or maybe it's due to something else (at this point, we can't say), but I think it's notable that Vash cuts things off shortly before they become intimate. He can play along to make others happy and to share in their joy for a bit, but the second things get too personal or focused on him, he will quietly slip away. Now this is specifically an instance of physical intimacy, but I think it'd probably hold for emotional intimacy as well, given the continuous avoidance and misdirection he does to prevent too many questions.

I made some commentary on Stampede Vash's self-punishing behaviours - specifically, the way he denies himself food. I don't want to get too into it because I don't know if everyone reading this has seen Stampede, but food is framed as something to be shared in the show - so, denying himself food is denying himself the right to share with others, which is denying himself belonging, which is denying himself any semblance of intimacy. (It means other things too, as food-sharing is associated with Rem, but I don't want to get too into it here.)

Vash in the manga doesn't seem to have the same issues with eating, but this is a similar premise - he's denying himself intimacy out of a sense of not being deserving of it.

So, then, there are probably many interwoven reasons for Vash's avoidance - he's sick of the chaos that follows him around, he doesn't want others getting hurt, he gets tired from having to "play it up" all the time, and he seems to also feel that he doesn't deserve that closeness. I'm intrigued to see how Vash's avoidance will be tackled going forward (I'm assuming it will?), and I suspect, more than there being one right reason for it, that all these reasons are actually true to an extent.

On a completely different note, this panel here is the biggest mood. I feel it in my bones.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

I'm sure you've seen these pics but. Oufggfhbf. I've never been more feral. This has forced ovulation. His neck and shoulders are going to look like the scene of a murder by the time I'm done with him. We will be covered in blood. Whose? Doesn't matter. My teeth ache with the need to bite him. His waist is giving me thoughts that will never be approved by the Vatican. One of us is walking out pregnant and chances are it won't be me

Now everyone at this bar gonna see me lookin at michael fassbenders slutty waist for the next twenty munufes thank you my friend

[cannibalgremlin]

i finally caught up on 911 and i really don’t see how BuckTommy is groundbreaking(we have lesbian black women for ground breaking!!!). with how Tommy acted during that failed date, honestly it was hella rude imo.

and also the daddy issues kink joke was really not it. it was uncomfortable and gross(and i really don’t wanna hear that buck was flirting first cause no he wasnt i binge watched the show an memorized how that boy flirts and that was not it)

edit: putting this here since i got an anon with a stick up their ass. this is an opinion post. i dont give a fuck if you ship buck tommy. i do give a fuck that the date was messed up, and daddy issues being made sexy by media is fucked up

[olivewormz]

ELLO!!!! GUESS WHO REDID HIS METAL SLUG DESIGNS!!!! i guess you could call it that uuhm

but YEA!! i've been thinking a lot about metal slug lately and i just... couldnt resist redrawing my versions, hopefully i do more in the future for more characters n all, i really want to post more metal slug stuff, i love LOVE these silly guys

im not writing anything at the moment cause i really didnt change my headcanons and im kind of tired to write proper paragraphs (i should stop staying up until 3 am to finish drawings? maybe).

[local-queer-classicist]

Had to ask for a religious/ethical exemption for a digital art assignment to get out of having to use genAI. On an assignment. In university. I feel like I’m going insane.

The professor said he “wasn’t aware that there was any ethical issues with AI”, but that he had no problem coming up with an alternative assignment for me to do. Like I’m glad he’s accommodating but. Sir.

Ok. I understand some rando on the streets not being aware of the ethical issues surrounding genAI. Most people do not have the time and energy to devote to giving a fuck about things that don’t directly affect them and I can respect that. It’s rough out there. But you are a professional graphic designer, and a college professor, in digital art. How. How do you not know. How are you requiring your students to do this in class and just not knowing. Why are you shocked that a student might object to being required to use the Art Theft Glacier Melter 9000 for a grade. This should not be a surprise to you. Why is this a surprise. Am I fucking crazy