#this is one of my first one’s really

[moonyswarmsweaters]

‘I Love You’ @rosekillermicrofic | 294 words |tw: mention of death

Barty and Evan can’t say ‘I love you’

Barty, who can’t say ‘I love you’

but will give him little pokes for attention

Evan, who can’t say ‘I love you’

but will cuddle him even if they fight

Barty, who can’t say ‘I love you’

but will give him little gifts he made all the time

Evan, who can’t say ‘I love you’

But will do little annoying tasks for Barty that he knows he hates doing

Barty, who can’t say ‘I love you’

but will send him little things titled ‘Dis us’

Evan, who can’t say ‘I love you’

but will call him an Idiot all the time

Barty, who can’t say ‘I love you’

but will reply ‘your idiot’ every single time

Evan, who can’t say ‘I love you’

but will slightly smile at the statement

…

Barty, who can’t say ‘I love you’

But will do any psycho idea Evan has

Evan, who can’t say ‘I love you’

But will fight and get killed in order to protect his soulmate, Barty.

Barty, who can no longer say ‘I love you’ to Evan, in any way, shape or form.

But will put fresh flowers on his grave every single week

Barty, who can no longer say ‘I love you’ to Evan, in any way, shape or form.

But will spend his every living second, avenging Evan, torturing the man who took his love away.

Barty, who can’t say ‘I love you’

because those words are only reserved to one man.

…

Barty, who can finally say ‘I love you’

As he sees his other half waiting for him, in the gates to the afterlife

Evan, who can finally say ‘I love you’

As he waited years to see his love once again.

[canisalbus]

✦ Pebble ✦

[starbuck]

i say i like tragedies and everyone’s all like ‘why do you like sad stories? are you depressed?’ and never ‘how was the catharsis? was the catharsis fun?’

[redsray]

the funniest part of any Robin meeting the JL is that every Robin is so distinctly different from the previous one in terms of personality and vibes that the league literally gets backlash. and like, I don't blame them. not to mention that they are non-meta children that dress as a traffic light and fight crime alongside batman in gotham on a nightly basis. i'd also be a bit concerned. Batman, literally The Night of Gotham personified in the League's eyes, coming into a JL meeting: This is Robin, my crime-fighting partner. 11-year-old Dick Grayson, dressed in the brightest primary colours possible, vaguely hidden murder behind those eyes, never stops moving even for a moment: Hi! Superman: That's a child. That's-- Bats that is a child. You let a child--? Batman, deadpan: You try to stop him. Would you rather he try and murder a grown man with a wire?

Batman: This is Robin. 12-year-old Jason Todd, with the biggest grin on his face, about 3 books in his hand, stars in his eyes and a distinct street-kid drawl: Hey!!! Green Lantern: That's ... that's a different child. What?? Jason: I stole his tires :) Batman: Tried to. Jason, stage whispering to the League: basically did. Green Lantern: that is a different kid, right?? I'm not seeing shit??

Batman: This is Robin. 14-year-old Tim Drake, bo staff clutched in his hand, a wary and tired expression on his face, more on the quiet side, the literal walking definition of don't judge a book by it's cover: hello Flash: Where do you even find these-- Tim: I found myself.

Batman: This is Robin. 17-year-old Stephanie Brown, literally blonde, with a shit-eating grin, eyes full of nothing but mischief and the most explosive personality you've ever seen: hiya!! Superman: I give up. Stephanie: I know, I have that amazing effect on people.

Batman: This is Robin. 13-year-old Damian Wayne, a literal wet cat that will hiss at you, has a sword, the most judgemental stare you'll get from a teenager, ready to jump anyone there: Green Lantern: WHY DOES HE HAVE A SWORD?! Batman: ... he came with the sword.

[lucdoodle]

thought that one Alastor scene would look cool in comic lettering, so i drew this

[kesopan]

warmth in the cold

[smoosie]

A different tomorrow

[chloesimaginationthings]

What if Henry found Springtrap first in FNAF..

[moldspace]

the moon holding a star

[unionfatal]

who remembers this outfit?

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[asraeas]

claudia + yellow

[stil-lindigo]

bite of winter.

a comic about a princess who died in the snow.

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[newttxt]

lulaw bodyswap (or, the exquisite humiliation of trafalgar law) for @strawhattery's birthday!

bonus: the original toilet humor gag that ended up on the chopping block

[sclappin]

Man whose definition of "monster" is extremely flexible.