please no halloween posts just yet. there’s still 2 months left
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Jason in the manor for movie night: How'd you convince B to let me in anyways? I thought I wouldn't get an invite till I dropped the real bullets.
Dick busy trying to wrangle Damian away from Tim and Titus away from the snacks: B is really bad at facing the words he throws around ya know? So I told him since it's my fault you died I should be responsible for bringing you home- Tim don't!!!
Jason: B said what!?!?
Some time ago i came to the conclusion that Xeno and that evil cockatoo from Rio (i think his name was Nigel or something like that) are literally the same being. Like, they even kind of look similar to me. Please tell me i'm not crazy
NO I SEE IT DMSHMDMSDMAMDBSMBD
collecting these like pokemon
Post cancelled
I have experienced what it is like to scream into the void and I'm never going back.
This is amazing, you just say the wierd thing that's on your mind??? And you don't have to keep it all in your head for the future-when-I'm-famous-that-will-never-acually-happen-so-I-just-keep-it-in-my-head???
And noone sees it because there are too many posts and noone acually cares about what I have to think, but not in a bad way, in like a I'm invisible and I can say stuff out loud without the invisible audience jugeing me because technically the audience is real, it's just not where I am.
Does that make sense? Probably not but who cares because noone will see it.
Posting on here feels like when you impulsively text a friend, but they don't reply right away, so now you're overthinking everithing and debating wether deleting the text is better but before you can they see it.
Or you just forget you ever sent anything and go on with your life untill your friend asks why the fuck you texted them about how 'Voldemort would look if he had a runny nose since he doesn't have one. Like would snot just be running down his face?' at 3 am.
“Oh, you’ve got a pretty smile,” the first woman said, returning uncomfortably close to my side. “Look at that, look at his smile. Give me a smile again. Come on, give me a smile.”
I looked away from them and kept moving. The women continued after me down the full length of my block, mocking my movements, pelting me with questions, screaming at me, and pressing up close to my body while continually demanding I smile.
When I arrived at my apartment the two women stood outside a while, the first woman hollering “HEY GIRL, HEY GIRL” at me, in a mockery of a gay voice while flipping her wrist, until I disappeared inside. I stood in the dark with my back against the door. My shoulders slumped. I began to cry.
This is the type of degrading, gendered street harassment that women routinely report experiencing from men. Moments like these contribute to many cis women’s perceptions of the outside world and strangers, particularly unfamiliar men, as menacing and unsafe. Yet cis women often refuse to believe that I’ve been preyed upon by people they share an identity category with, and that because of such moments, I don’t feel safe around them.
I don’t feel safe around cis women. And a lifetime of bad experiences has fed into that.
this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*
man i have GOT to do this thing. *doesnt do it*
Dick travels to the Wayne Family Adventures universe and meets his AU self and family. they're so... happy. they spend so much time together. and that Dick smiles like he's not hiding the weight bearing down on his shoulders. Dick keeps watching him, wondering if it's an act.
it's not. the family isn't perfect but they trust and love each other. they laugh together. it's more than enough.
and Dick thinks,
what did I do wrong?
DC Twitter must have been INSANE when it got out that Superboy’s dads were Superman and Lex Luthor. Holy shit. The memes. The ship wars. The homophobes. The mpreg jokes. People would have lost their fucking minds. Lex Luthor releases a statement like “he’s a clone of me and Superman no birth was involved” and people are like KINDA GAY OF YOU TO HAVE A SON WITH ANOTHER MAN, LUTHOR. Lexcorp’s PR team locks themselves in a conference room and refuses to come out for love or money.