#then I blacked out

[saryasy]

I'm not supposed to be here. I should've died in that fire. I made a plan to fix that. I kept this book with 148 lines in it. Every time I saved a life, I filled in the line. One life saved to repay one life lost. And what then? After you've saved the 148? I'm not supposed to be here.

[howdoyousleep3]

my therapist, surely at our next appointment— “how is your soft, feminine journey coming along?”

me, having just screamed in a greasy man’s face in the Target parking lot for demanding I hurry up and get my baby out of the car so he can park next to me, following me into the store for “catching an attitude”, calling me an “ugly ass bitch” and talking shit on my two-year-old twins— 🙂

[crowrelli]

……something possessed me…

[pretty-emo-dad]

I was trying to write crack but it came out so ???

Erica isn’t a child anymore, except she still feels like one all the time. Except she still sleeps in her parent’s bed when she misses them, except she still sleeps with a night light, except she catches herself paying more attention to my little pony than advanced physics, except she cries when she breaks a pencil, except she desperately begs for her mommy and Brother Lulu when things go awry.

Erica isn’t a child, but here, screaming and crying and kicking her way out of being loved she feels like one. She feels like this is payback, it feels cathartic to let go. Getting back what it took from her, being a child because she couldn’t when she was one. Eleven-year-old-Erica would be so embarrassed of this, all false maturity and unemotional, but Fifteen-year-old-Erica has adrenaline pumping through her, she’s ninety percent rage and sadness. A dumb, sick, part of her enjoys lashing out like this, enjoys the break downs, enjoys the attention.

Her hands shake, and she wants to cry for Lucas. She wants to yell for him and make him do this for her, have this argument for her, but he’s leaving for University soon and Erica can’t hang off him forever. His friends are hers and his trauma is hers and even the stupid jacket that’s keeping her from shaking more than she already has belongs to him.

It hits her now that he’s leaving and will be gone for as long as she’s in school. It hits her now that she won’t ever tease him walking down these stupid fucking halls. It hits her now that she’ll need to buy a new jacket because she’s been stealing his for years without ever really noticing.

It makes this worse.

It makes her say something she will definitely regret.

[jellllllo-bowl]

gotham rainy nights

i firmly believe in Duke doing silly things with his power

hiding under your dad's cape when it's pouring outside can be something very special + bat-rain-poncho, several years later

[tariah23]

White people are miserable, racist losers period. They’ve even been getting mad at Japanese people for correcting them about Yasuke as well.

[teaboot]

Whoever needs to hear this. Please know.

"Closed at 6pm" does not mean "The entry door locks up at 6, but if you're already inside you can keep on shopping."

It means, "you should be finished and out of the store at 6pm."

This is not up for debate

This is just how things work

[thefriendlyneighborhoodace]

sometimes i think about how funny it would be if bruce had a slight english accent as a result of alfred being the only adult in his life for most of his formative years. that or he just says british slang instead of english.

this either drives his children insane, or they think it’s the most hilarious thing ever.

__________________________

Bruce: Can you pass the chips?

Dick: Sure, B. *passes over the potato chips*

Bruce: No, the chips.

Dick: ???? … yeah? here?

Bruce: NO! THE CHIPS! *gesturing wildly for the french fries*

Damian: Father, are you having a stroke?

———

Batman: Alright, this mission is very important. It is imperative that everything goes to schedule. (shh-edule)

*red robin and red hood snicker*

Batman: *glare* As I was saying, it all must go to shh-edule…

RR & RH : *uproariously laughter *

Batman: *harsher glare* Is something funny?

RR: Oh nothing, B, don’t worry.

RH: Absolutely nothing wrong, “left-tenant”

RR & RH: *dying of laughter *

———

Bruce: *reaching the end of a long rant about responsibility and making sure you are keeping yourself and others safe* And what do you have to say for yourself??

Duke: … You sound like Alfred…

Bruce: *horrified look over coming him* … what

Cass: *furious nodding*

*Some time later, after B has been fished out of Gotham Harbor, which he jumped into after declaring that he “couldn’t turn into his father”*

Alfred: *reaching the end of a long rant about responsibility and making sure you are keeping yourself and others safe* And what do you have to say for yourself??

Bruce: *white as a sheet* … Sorry Alfie…

*Steph is heard furiously cackling in the background*

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anyways i just thought this was fun

[kelddaa]

I was plagued by a vision

[ionomycin]

[cymk8]

her hair so CRISPY

(commission!)

[pixellangel]

"boop war" this and "tumblr pvp" that. are we not all bonding? have you not met people you would have never heard of? do you not look at the url of the stranger who booped you and think wow, i just met someone who thought of me, even if its just for a boop, before hitting the boop button on them as well? do you not gain joy from this? even in the heat of battle, our humanity shows itself. we glance into the eyes of an opponent who holds our gaze ever so slightly too long for someone who's supposed to be an unfeeling soldier and we think to ourselves i'll miss you, stranger before we inflict a killing blow. the boops show us we're human

[egophiliac]

can't believe that skeleman has turned on us, and Halloween Prom is tomorrow.

(what a top-tier UM...we are about to be just totally obliterated in the absolute silliest way. what possible use could this power have outside of bringing us to the brink of utter holiday disaster.)

[verflares]

NOW SPELL: ANGEL Z-E-L-D-A WRONG! TRY AGAIN.

also on inprnt :]

[dazzelmethat]

Cricket Cat concept. Do you see it? Do you see my vision? I don't think they'd purr or meow, just chirp with their wings.

[tododeku-or-bust]

My monthly reminder to Tumblr that Black people exist all over the world. This implication that whenever a Black person's experience is brought up it "must be US centric" is ridiculous and low-key a dogwhistle atp. Black people are global. Antiblackness is global. I assure you that even if the Black people in your country don't deal with race the same exact way they do in the US, does not mean there aren't similarities in experience. Perhaps look for them in your spaces and LISTEN.