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i really love this genre of image

The best part of that video is that the owner found the ORIGINAL plush later on the beach and took another video with it after their grandmother stitched it back up

i-am-a-lonely-nerd

I love the death grip after the toy was fixed up. Lessons were learned. Try to steal it this time you fucking bird. I dare you.

ama-kuri

a small redraw of this silly panel :3

artsekey

reblog to microwave them faster

artsekey

the speed of 20 reblogs... what could 100 do...

tiffycat

“Kon. Can you hear me, can you—Kon. Please, Kon—” Fear gas. Tim is terrified, and he’s calling for Kon.

From chapter 3 of Buy Back The Secrets by @vinelark

[chapter 4 art]

gennydreams

Red Hood’s ABCs from Batstream by RandomReader13 on Ao3

Edit: @theawkwardvirgin

Been wanting to make this for a while, glad I finally did it :)

sreppub

watching the baby

clockworkrobotic

Its frustrating when non-horror people come into horror spaces and ask why we like violence and watching people suffer and sexism and all other manner of moral hand-wringing, but i also find it frustrating when horror fans (myself included) attempt to sincerely engage with these questions. Like 9 times out of 10 the question is either being asked in bad faith, or the asker is genuinely confused, and neither of those types of people are prepared for a proper answer about how horror reflects the cultural landscape or the complex relationships between the genre and gender and race etc and they definitely aren't ready to hear about the real facet of sexuality and eroticism in basically all horror media

horror is an easy target for pearl clutching but you can subject pretty much any genre to the same criticism if you frame it poorly enough. Oh you like romance movies? So you enjoy watching men stalk women and violate their boundaries? You think cheating is okay? You think its cool when women give up their careers to get married? I dont like or watch romance movies but based off my limited understanding thats what they're all like, etc

i think we need to just start responding to bad faith questions about horror with "yeah i thought it was awesome when The Killer fed all those teenagers into a wood chipper"

bebs-art-gallery

“BACK WHEN TIME DIDN’T MATTER” — AN OIL PAINTING BY RIONA

papayafromtv

conversations overheard through the batkid com lines pt 20 (masterpost here)

Dick: i was- see that's the thing, i was an absolute asshole to you,

Jason: oh you were.

Tim: and that's what i don't understand! like, Wing you fucking ooze big brotherlyness.

Dick: -aw,

Jason: ew?

Tim: -the fuck did you end up like this when every story Hood tells us about your relationship before ethiopia is absolutely fucking insane.

Dick: *laughs* you know i was worse, too- because i had absolutely no place holding the amount of beef with you as i did,

Jason: the Shit You Used To Say-

Dick: *claps in delight* the shit i used to say! dude- Hood, i was fucking out of pocket,

Jason: i was twelve.

Dick: you were- *abrupt wheeze, breathy giggles* you were twelve!

Tim: he can't have been that bad, i mean it's still Wing we're talking about. he's won the Gotham vigilante awards for biggest cinnamon role five years running.

Dick: *laughing* no- to be fair, i was HORRIBLE back when Hood was a kid. the only reason i learned my lesson is because he took the phrase 'traumatise them back' as a challenge.

Jason: *wheeze* yeah, we talk- we talk a LOT about the shit you used to pull, but we don't talk enough about how much i made you regret that shit real quick,

Damian: what on earth could you have possibly done?

Dick: i remember-

Jason: *gasping wheeze*

Dick, amused: shut up! i remember i had to take him out for coffee once and as we were walking down the street there was this old fat guy who kinda stopped in front of us and Hood froze, and the guy kept going and i looked at Hood and i went-, i- *laughter* i said, 'what, was that one of the guys you used to suck off for money back on the streets?'

Tim: *gasp* NO

Jason: *wheeze* wait-

Dick: *cackle of laughter* no wait- you don't-

Jason: *high-pitched weeps*

Dick: -so Hood looks at me and just goes *abrupt serious voice* 'yeah.' *even louder wheeze*

Jason: i'm crying-

Tim: OH MY GOD??

Damian, mystified: you said that to a child?

Dick: I FUCKING- I SWEAR TO GOD HE GOES 'yeah' MY HEART DROPS,

Jason:, weakly: yeah,

Dick: I WAS LIKE 'oh my fucking god he actually was a child prosititute. the first Robin just made fun of a rape victim i have to die immediately.'

Jason: *still laughing*

Damian, confused: but Hood- i remember you telling me about the time you lived on the streets. you would have told me if you'd ever had to sell yourself.

Tim: why would he tell you?

Damian, insant: because unlike you, Red, my brothers actually like me- anyway, Hood, you weren't a prostitute.

Jason: *coughing* i know i just- i said it on instinct to freak him out. fuckin' worked, too, you should have seen the size of the ice cream he bought me as an apology.

Dick: *delirious giggling* yeah man, i- fuck, you think i'm a good brother now? that shit only developed because Hood spent his early teenage years doing the brotherhood equivalent of psychologically squirting a misbehaving puppy with a squirt-gun.

Tim: why were you- why- why were you like that?!

Jason: dude- he wen't from the circus to new-parent Batman, at what point did you think anybody taught him how to act???

Tim, holding back laughter: i- ok point.

Damian: i would have thought Alfred would do something.

Jason: last week Alfred shot a squirrel through the kitchen window.

Dick: *bursts out laughing*

Damian: HE SHOT A SQUIRREL?

Tim: *starting to laugh* aw fuck- you sent Robin after him Hood, we're all fucked,

Damian: WHY WOULD HE SHOOT A SQUIRREL?!

Dick, choking: squirrel told him he couldn't have guns in the house.

Jason: *painful wheeze*

Tim: *gasping laughter* s-squirrel told him that guns killed his parents,

Dick: *high pitched* -oh my god im in pain-

Jason: he told squirrel that a man killed his parents, not a gun, but squirrel wasn't having it.

Damian: you're all monsters.

Tim, Dick, and Jason: *start laughing again*

can't believe the fucking batfam & superbat content got me to reactivate my tumblr account

#sup

reibub

the four robins

Giyu: Fuck, I wanna die.

Sabito: Language!

Giyu: Heckity heck, I cRAvE death.

Sabito:

Sabito: What the fuck.

#kny #sabigiyuu #sabito #giyuu

sumisrsly

how That Final Selection should’ve ended

#kny #sabigiyuu #HOW IT SHOULD HAVE WENT #sabito #giyuu

wisteriace

sabigiyuu prompt where sabito tells giyuu to “do the thing!!!” & giyuu looks at him confused, and finally gets what he’s saying so he smiles & sabito is a lovestruck fool for him