#west. ooc.

[killerfear]

new hyperfixation & it’s dire. im in the trenches

[camenxi]

Batman & Cass :3

[papanowo]

and they were both found dead . . .

bloody version cus im normal like dat

[jacksplatter]

If anyone cares, here's a little amusing jeffrey combs interview from 1990 because I have too much free time

"I never thought of Herbert West as mad. He's determined. And he knows what he wants...but he's not mad....work is everything."

[ask-dick-grayson]

So whats your least favourite way to be carried by your favourite speedster?

[iobartach]

power's gone due to a bad storm here, everyone's panic buying bread again... but hey, at least our sense of humour remains intact!

[aeriscallanga]

Hey lovelies and my moots! Could you spare a time reading this? Your voice matters right now in these trying times...

The Chinese Coast Guards (CCG) have been roaming around the economic zones of my country [the Philippines], particularly the West Philippine Sea. It's been our problem for so many years and yet we haven't been heard yet, and now the tension is rising as they use physical force to expel the Philippine navy by the marines by rummaging the boats and using lasers and tear gas resulting to injuries.

This is very alarming, as our natural resources have been exploited by them, believing it's theirs although the international law beg to differ, so as the records and the maps.

IT BELONGS TO THE PHILIPPINES AND ONLY OURS, WHAT'S OURS IS OURS. IT'S CALLED WEST PHILIPPINE SEA FOR A REASON 🇵🇭🌊

P.S.: Get ready for possible boycotting Chinese products so they couldn't get through.

Source: Philippine Daily Inquirer

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[extravagantliar]

imposter syndrome is wrong. and these words are for me, but they are also for you. everyday we wake up flooded with information and stimulation, every day we see someone doing it a little bit better. well, my dear brain, everyone is just doing what they can, everyone is scraping by sometimes, and maybe sometimes we all have that flame of doubt we need to quash. don’t get prideful, don’t lose the thread, or yourself. you’re gonna fumble, kid. that’s life. choosing to get up and ignore the voice telling you that you aren’t able to, you aren’t enough. Well it is wrong, we are all of these things and more as we are all unpromised energy buzzing around like atoms hitting each other in mostly empty space. you and your molecules are worth it, from that terrible thought all the way down to the last cell of you. you’re not an imposter, you’re you.

[mushyfart]

Dan and Herbert if they both stopped fucking around for one single nanosecond

where the lyrics in the back are from‼️🔝

[wally-south]

Spending the whole day with babies to see how good of a father I would be

[wally-westside]

Ooc: pushing the genderfluid agenda again with fem presenting Wally

This dress took so long to do

Also commission info from my art blog

[everythingisawayoflife]

the writer in me…she’s cooking…i think this is the longest thing ive written yet. i shall leave a sample below so i’m satisfied with sharing at least a little bit before i post the full thing (this to me takes place in the new batman adventures universe but feel free to imagine otherwise):

Dick is worried. Tim isn’t the chattiest kid but he can certainly hold a conversation. Dick’s tried everything: school, movies, TV, even casework. All he’s gotten are some unenthused grunts and hums. Tim may not biologically be Bruce’s kid but he sure does take after the guy. He cleaned up a bit before leaving and there’s a little bit of color back in his face but he still looks tired. Devastatingly so. Dick keeps stealing glances at his little brother in the passenger seat of the car. His arms are folded tightly against his abdomen, as if he’s protecting his stomach from something and a slight shiver courses through his body despite Tim bundling up with at least three layers, a scarf, a hat, and very thick gloves. The kid’s got to be cooking in his makeshift snowsuit, but then again…

They’re stopped at a red light. Five minutes out from the mall, three minutes out from the nearest urgent care.

Dick steals another glance towards Tim and decides to reroute to the clinic, get him checked out. Dick tuts quietly, it’s a shame he’s starting to come down with something right before Christmas, right before his first Christmas with them. Dick’s been in his shoes before; falling in a pond ice skating with Barbara. She managed to be just fine whereas he spent Christmas on Bruce’s couch laid up with pneumonia. He hardly remembers that Christmas from being so damn delirious but he remembers the warmth that wasn’t from fever. It was familial. The whole time he remembers being with someone. It was hard to deduce who was with him when but he was never alone. And if Tim was about to go through what he had been through, or something similar, he’d need them. But first, Dick just wanted to check for a fever in the first place. All signs pointed to one but Dick wasn’t sure yet. Careful not to wake the sleeping boy, Dick reaches out for Tim’s forehead.

HONK!

Dick quickly retracts his hand and places it back on the wheel, pressing the gas. To the mall. Tim doesn’t jolt awake but the car horn is clearly loud enough to stir him. He blinks slowly with a grimace, like he’s in pain.

“Are we there yet?” Tim asks, pitifully quiet. Like talking louder than a whisper would kill him.

“Almost, Tim, you can go back to sleep for a bit,” Dick says, taking a left towards the mall.

Tim makes a disapproving noise. “I wasn’t sleeping.”

Hm. Denial is the path he’s choosing here.

“Are you sure? Your eyes were closed and you weren’t talking. Telltale signs of sleeping to me,” Dick says lightly, trying not to come off like he’s interrogating Tim.

Tim laughs a little. “Nope, just resting my eyes.”

“Okay, old man. You’re too young to rest your eyes. Resting your eyes is for old people. Just look at Bruce.”

“Hn.”

“Oh my gosh, B, is that you?” This gets a more hearty laugh from Tim. It’s the most awake he’s looked since this morning.

alrighty thats all im posting, im gonna show the utmost restraint until i actually finish this thing.

[einshi]

maybe you've noticed already but i love writing villains, the deranged, the antagonists, the self-proclaimed masterminds falling into a pit of madness and self-destruction.

[ninkaku]

in dazai's jjk verse it mainly centres around him being in the same year group as geto and gojo, namely because in bsd dazai is shown to be around the same age if not exactly in 2005. but having him born after gojo means that his existence is a direct conflict and result of gojo's own birth as within the same year the strongest sorcerer was born, so was the strongest anti-sorcerer (???) at least as far as cursed energy nullification goes, dazai exists to counteract gojo's existence in some sense.

[altarfates]

caelus’ love language is putting you in his mouth idk what to tell you 😔

[fastest-flash]

Heyheyhey!!

Wally West here!! My friends finally convinced me to make one of these, and I can’t wait to see what you guys send me!!

I’m in my mid-twenties and just seeing where things take me so far

Hihi!! Another rp acc-

:3

Ooc will be this colour!! Both mun and muse are over 18 so I am open to any and all kinds of asks!!

Will make this pretty at another date