Aster

It’s highly suggested that you don’t follow me, this is a mess | Pronouns are he/him | Asexual | 22 years old| Yes, I am a Gemini 😌

[emmaharwoods]

you can click on this button once daily to help palestine and support other causes in the middle east for free. it takes literally 5 seconds and could help save lives so please take the time to click and share this link.

[grelliam]

#oh it raises money thru ad revenue and ur click confirms the value to advertisers. neat

[findingmybravado-2]

Proceeds are donated to the UNRWA, which is one of the major funding agencies providing aid to Palestine. Recently, the US and other major countries have escalated genocidal efforts by cutting funding from the UNRWA, as AlJazzera reports : Which countries have cut funding to the UNRWA and why?

This is a direct action you can take to say fuck you to the government directed genocidal efforts, bookmark the tab, add a calendar notification daily, do what you want. Or if your prefer: Donate Directly to UNRWA

[taumoebros]

clearing the air . . .

bonus:

additional note: gotta give some flowers while I’m here. if you’re interested in something similar to my biodome neighbors au, @hana-loves-bumblebees coincidentally made a similar fic series: How to introduce your humans, a guide by (mostly) Adrian the Eridian. recommend checking it out if you want more : )

[PART 1] [PART 2]

[taumoebros]

step two in introducing your pets humans

bonus:

PART 1

[taumoebros]

pre-meeting contact —

bonus:

[PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3]

[taumoebros]

behind the scenes. I was actually on a flight when drawing this panel.

what was I doing? watching PHM…

(btw: to those who are interested, if you want to write a fic/make fanart inspired by the biodome neighbor au — I’m totally chill with that ^_^ tag me so I can see : ) )

[puncertainty]

a leap of faith !

[uninterestedemby]

They make me physically ill

[mattawhiteley]

#Flintstones #meme

[fred-flintstone-of-bedrock]

#Flintstones #meme

[knowyournewmeme]

Ya Ba do!

[yonomna-deactivated20170207]

Not what he says

[fred-flintstone-of-bedrock]

Ya Ba do!

[cleansingreflections-deactivate]

they wouldn't have censored us like this on the jeremy renner app

[pastebun]

think again

[kaiba-cave]

[potejto-potato]

Names...

It's funny how some names survive when others don't.

I had a strong vision for this one.

[doriangreysselfie]

The spell can only be broken by a true love’s kiss!!!!!💋

[swagophile]

important reminder that most people you follow online are significantly lamer than you think they are including me. and if you feel insecure comparing yourself to someone online: DON'T. theyre probably also lame and weird. most people on the internet are

[most-sane-classicist]

reblog if you're also lame and weird.

[power-handmaiden]

when I was in high school I had a literature teacher who had a policy of unlimited extra credit. All you had to do was read a book by a notable author (his discretion) and have a little chat with him after school to prove that you read it. No limits, no need for variety (one month I decided I really loved Kurt Vonnegut and just read everything of his I could get my hands on).

Yes, I was tearing through books constantly, and talking to this teacher at least weekly. Because even though I always loved reading as a kid, literature was always a very weak subject for me in terms of a teaching-to-standardized-test school setting (I just do awful on "what color were the curtains" type multiple choice questions. Those details don't stick in my memory THEY JUST DON'T). But that didn't matter for this class. I could just read my way out of any bad test score. I have always had fond memories of how I "fudged" my way through that class and "abused' the extra credit policy.

I was thinking about it again today, and only just now realized that he absolutely tricked me into being well-read, while my teenage self thought I was totally getting away with something. THAT MOTHERFUCKER. I hope he's doing well.

[lilaccatholic]

It’s Fourth of July Eve so make sure to leave some milk and cookies out for Captain America

[lilaccatholic]

I THOUGHT AFTER FOUR YEARS YOU PEOPLE WOULD LET THIS DIE AND YET AGAIN I OPEN THIS CURSED APP TO FIND MORE NOTES ON THIS POST

[brucedefender4eva]

Bruce: *genuinely excited but keeping a neutral expression. Dressed to the absolute nines, holding a large bouquet of flowers* I have a date, I will not be back for dinner

Tim: *looking up from his iPad* ? What do you mean you have a date? I wasn’t aware you were talking to anyone? When did you start talking to them? Who is them?!

Jason: Wow, way to not sound stalkerish Timmers. Going back to your roots I see

Dick: Shut up, both of you. Anyways, Bruce we’re super happy for you! Aren’t we? *glaring at his brothers*

Damian: I do not approve Baba

Bruce: Didn’t expect you to *ruffles Damian’s hair to annoy him*

Tim: But seriously though, who is it?

Bruce: *glancing down at his watch* Oops, looks like I gotta jet. Don’t wait up!

Jason: … but seriously who is it?

- 5 minutes later -

Batboys are hunched over Tim’s computer as they frantically try to dig up information on Bruce’s date

Bruce: *slams front door shut and throws flowers in the fireplace* Love is dead and evil. Cheating bitches should die. I hate everything

Batboys: *blinking in surprise*

Bruce: *stomping up the stairs, yelling* Alfred! Where’s the key for the liquor cabinet?

Dick: So… Dames I heard you recently sharpened your sword?

Damian: *nods enthusiastically* Indeed

Jason: Great! I need some target practice anyways. You coming Tim?

Tim: Yeah one sec I gotta text Cass and Duke, they’ll want a piece of the action *texting furiously on his phone*

Dick: *on the phone* Hey Aunt Harley, would you happen to be free right about now?

[papayafromtv]

after rekindling their bond as brothers, newly-ressurected-and-angsty-with-daddy-issues Jason Todd and bitter-emotionally-repressed-eldest-daughter-syndrome-dramatic-ass Dick Grayson get drunk together one night, and, after waxing poetic about how much of a bitch Bruce was for how he handled Jason's death/funeral by not letting Dick know, decide in their incredible inebriated wisdom to get him back by faking Jason's death again and holding a funeral for him without inviting Bruce.

issue is, even when black out drunk Dick and Jason are incredibly recourseful, and so one morning Bruce wakes up to find the tale of Jason's death plastered all over the news again, because the two had abruptly revealed to the press that Jason was still alive, only to stage a very convincing looking hit and run, wherein Jason got shot in the neck and died in the middle of a public street while Dick wailed horrifically beside him, only pausing to occasionally take another glug of his tequila bottle, all while being livestreamed for the Gotham news.

Bruce rushes to the scene in the worst emotional state he's ever been in to find Dick and Tim solemnly holding a very public funeral. upon seeing a horrified and traumatised tearful Bruce Wayne stumbling over to ask if Jason was really gone again, still-slightly-drunk Dick has a bodyguard escort him from the premesis because 'he wasn't fucking invited'.

when, three days later, a PTSD-riddled Bruce cries on Tim's couch while wondering how Dick and Jason could do that to him, Tim watches with a blank face. Bruce then sobs through a question about what he did to deserve it all and why Tim of all people decided to help.

"Remember my 16th birthday?"

[papayafromtv]

i do very much like the idea of jason being that responsible-irresponsible kind of older brother. like. he fits that kind of vibe, y'know? he knows he cant stop drugs from being dealt in the alley but he still cares about people so he just makes sure that no kids are involved and people have access to drugs in the safest avenue. i bet he's also like that as a brother.

he gives damian his first ever joint. not because he wants damian to smoke weed, but at 13 and starting his rebellious phase, jason would rather damian experiment in a safe environment with somebody trusted, like him. he did the same with tim and edibles.

tim and duke are allowed to drink at jason's apartment. they know if they ask politely jason will let them raid his fridge for beer, and the scandalised expression dick wore when all the siblings went to jason's place for post-patrol wind-downs and the kids instantly went to grab a pint unopposed was priceless. jason has it framed.

when bruce decided it was time to teach tim how to drive he was treated to a 25 minute expert speedrun around the backstreets of gotham without any hesitation until tim finally admited '.....yeah so actually i got given a couple driving lessons by jason.'

'when?!' bruce demands, baffled and slightly shaken by the driving style. he'd been hanging onto the ceiling for the past five minutes.

'like. i dunno. two years ago? it was around christmas.'

'two ye- WE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HE WAS ALIVE BACK THEN!? YOU WERE LETTING THE RED HOOD GIVE YOU DRIVING LESSONS BACK WHEN WE THOUGHT HE WAS A RANDOM MURDERER?'

'well he caught me in bristol trying to joyride one of my mother's cars and said he 'had the responsibility of showing me the ropes'... of course i didn't get what he meant fully until i found out he was my brother, but it was still helpful.'

just jason being the irresponsible but still carefully supervising older brother that the younger ones adore and that stresses the Absolute Fuck out of helicopter parent bruce.

[papayafromtv]

whenever Damian gets genuinely pissed off--like unbelievably angry, cannot fathom the stupidity of the idiots around him and is outraged that he has to witness it levels of anger, he gets so wound up that he forgets to switch languages and goes back to Arabic. the thing is, 95% of the time, the thing that manages to get him that pissed off is a sibling; and out of all of Damian's siblings, the only one that's ever really gotten fluent in Arabic? Lazarus baby and previous league commander himself, Jason Todd. this means that whenever Damian starts ranting in Arabic and incomprehensibly cursing the others out, Jason has to follow him around and play interpreter. Tim and Duke will be stood in the hall stock-still, exchanging wide-eyed 'wtf' glances of fear, while Damian's kicking at the walls, screeching the entire manor down, face red, and Jason will have to be leaning against a doorframe, occasionally looking up from his phone and translating shit like, "He says he detests living on the same planet as you, and he's gonna suck your bone marrow out of your body to feed to his pets."

"Can you at least ask him what he's mad at?" Duke asks, somewhat nervously. Jason glances up and squints at where Damian's waving his hands about and spitting words like an angry housecat.

"...Yeah... i don't really wanna interrupt him. But whatever you two did, s' fuckin' bad."

"Great." Tim drawls. "I'll be expecting my fifth murder attempt from a family member any day now."

Damian spits another sentence and draws a dagger from his back pocket. Jason blinks.

"I don't... I don't even know how to translate that fully into English." He tells them, mystified. "Part of it was a slur, I'm fairly sure. Also he kind of called you a lesbian goat fucker... but worse?"

Duke and Tim stare incredulously. Damian hisses. Jason shrugs and goes back to his phone.