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Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!
Guys I reblogged this and then wrote an 8000 word story I didn’t even have a solid plan for. Reblog this shit.
worth a shot, ig :P
Worth a shot
Hi! I normally don’t make posts like this, but if you have the time, I ask you to please read this and to please throw all political biases out the window.
I want to take a quick moment to talk about James Gunn’s Superman. Whether you loved it or hated it, the version of Superman we see in this film feels true to the core of who the character has always been. More than that, I believe the film makes a powerful statement about the state of our world—and how we might push back against it. In the case you haven’t seen the movie, there is a scene where Clark Kent and Lois Lane talk about their differences, with Lois describing herself as a “punk rock kid” who questions everyone and everything, while Clark trusts instinctively and thinks everyone is beautiful, to which he responds simply, “Maybe that’s the real punk rock.”
Since the movie came out in July, I’ve found myself returning to it not just because I enjoyed it, but because I resonated with it. I’ve always prided myself on being a kind person, and a few years ago I made a wildly ambitious (and admittedly foolish) declaration to myself that I would put myself in charge of the world’s happiness. No sorrow. No sadness. No death. Just eternal bliss. (I promise I’ve never done drugs, this was genuinely how my brain worked at the time.) But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that creating a “happiness plug” wouldn’t actually solve anything. Even if I could erase pain, I’d also be erasing what it means to be human. Our joy, our grief, our anger, our struggles, those emotions are what shape us. They make us resilient.
At the same time, I don’t think I’m alone in wanting to ease the burdens of others. That impulse to help, to empathize, to feel compassion when we see someone struggling is just as human. And it hurts knowing that no matter how much you care, no matter how hard you try, you can’t fully take away someone else’s pain.
This is why I also keep coming back to Superman 2025. The movie showcases Clark’s/Superman’s humanity perfectly, and shows that in a very distrusting world (not too different from our own world), choosing to be compassionate and kind is an act of bravery. The older that I get during my short time on this earth, the more I start to notice that somewhere down the line we have shifted from “treat others how you want to be treated,” to “Not my monkeys, not my problem.” To quote Fred Rogers “We live in a world in which we need to share responsibility. It's easy to say ‘It's not my child, not my community, not my world, not my problem.’”
So, I ask again to please throw away any political bias you have, and please look at what is going on in the U.S. objectively. This month alone in Minneapolis ICE has taken the lives of Renee Nicole Goode and Alex Peretti. Both videos of their deaths show that neither of them actually posed any threat. Yet again, it is easy to say “It's not my child, not my community,” but this is our world. This is our problem. What is happening in Minneapolis can happen anywhere else in the country. Is this the world that we want to live in? If you saw ICE vehicles out on your streets, would you feel safe? If ICE agents knocked on your doors, would you feel safe?
I want to be clear—I’m not asking you to align with a political party or to choose a side.
What I am going to ask for though is for you to please have some empathy for the families of Alex Peretti and Renee Nicole Goode. I ask for compassion for the ICE agents and whatever ails their heart to do such a heinous crime. Most importantly, I ask you all to help share this responsibility bestowed upon us. Whether be it actively contributing to the well-being of our communities and the world, fostering kindness, support, and/or continuing to please share a sense of shared humanity.
If we’re going to hold Superman up as an ideal of “Truth, Justice, and the American Way,” then the least we should do is practice the kindness and compassion that define him.
this blog hates donald trump
Look how many people hate him. I’m pretty damn happy about that 😁😁😁😁😁😁
I’ve never reblogged something so fast
Kinda been off here for a while and just saw how long it has been since I've posted on here or any of my other blogs and just got deeply depressed by how long its been! If anyone was following any of them I an so sorry!!!
It's not that my interest for posting or writing has gone away, it's just that my priorities and my goals got in the way of writing new stuff!
Whoever came up with the saying"It's like riding a bike" is an idiot but whoever came up with "If you don't use it, you lose it" is a genius!
If you are currently living in the United States, there is unfortunately there is not much we can do to be proactive about the Trump presidency but this abso-fuckin-lutely can be done before Trump is sworn in! Please share this as much as you can so everyone who needs to hear this does!!! I tagged just about everything that I thought was relevant for this because I want to make sure everyone who hears this does!!!
Dick: I think I’m coming down with something. I’ve been so nauseous lately
Tim, very tired: maybe you’re pregnant
Dick: I don’t know who’s the bigger idiot. You, for suggesting that or me because I almost had a panic attack
Tim: Yes.
How in the ever-living fuck do I have 20 fucking assignments that I need to get done late/current. How the shit am I supposed to get this done. I have 9 fucking essays I have to try to write for this fucking week. It would be so much easier to just say fuck it to my sleep schedule and pull an all nighter just trying to function off of caffeine until I inevitably crash but I fucking can't because I have to drive to fucking campus tomorrow which is an hour away!!! I can't even fully blame myself like always for putting myself here because even if I was a magic robot who only ever did fucking school work and gymnastics I would still be behind on a few assignments! The worst thing is that it's only going to keep piling up because my History of the Vietnam War Through Film class is averaging 3 FUCKING ESSAYS PER WEEK and my psychology has an anal deadline policy where you can't even make an attempt after the fucking deadline!!!! Unfortunately for me I also have to worry about studying for 2 FUCKING EXAMS NEXT WEEK that I'm totally going to get fucked on because it feels like there is no way I am going to get done with all of this before this weekend and study for two classes that I am barely getting by in and if I bomb these exams my grade becomes TOTALLY FUCKED. On top of this I'm supposed to do actual fucking reading from the text book for my fucking psych class. BITCH I'M FUCKING LUCKY IF I EVEN GET THE FUCKING ASSIGNMENTS DONE ON TIME! I'VE STAYED UP WAY LATER THEN I SHOULD HAVE FOR EACH FUCKING IN CLASS TASK BECAUSE OF OTHER SHIT THAT NEEDS TO GET DONE! I'm not actually shocked I have to actually read a text book for a class despite most text books being useless in the class for most classes I've previously taken, it's just a lot to try and manage! What is fortunate is that my Vietnam War professor gave everyone amnesty on assignments because there were some at the beginning of the semester where he didn't upload them until the day before it was due but yet again this class is averaging 3 ESSAYS PER WEEK so I need to CATCH UP OR GET FUCKED!!!! ONE WAY OR ANOTHER I'M FUCKED EITHER BECAUSE I WON'T SLEEP OR BECAUSE I WON'T BE ABLE TO GET ENOUGH DONE IN TIME!!!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!
For the record all my professors are really nice people. I could have a better relation with my psych professor if I actually communicated with my professor with it being an online class and shit but I just haven't because I kept telling myself I need to get all this other shit done and here I am fucking ranting about said shit that needs to get done.
If anyone read this I'm sorry, I just needed to let this out.
Things that Tim Drake did while Sleep Deprived:
Cradled Titus’s snout in his hands and whispered whilst sobbing, “You are so important. You are the backbone of this family.”
Was found crouched like a gargoyle on the kitchen counter at 4 am scooping Nutella out of the jar with his bare fingers.
He was muttering unintelligibly under his breath through mouthfuls of the stuff.
Stephanie, who got up for an innocent early-morning snack, was found nearby, huddled in the corner and brandishing a spatula.
“Steph–?”
“I’ll hold him off. Run while you still can.”
Rested his forehead on the counter, sobbing about how Alfred is his ‘rock’.
“Is he talking about the man or the cat?”
“I mean, either way…”
Accidentally donned Batgirl’s costume for patrol.
No one said anything.
The GCPD didn’t even notice.
But he totally made those boots work.
Poured three bottles of Five-Hour Energy into his coffee and toasted everyone as he deadpanned, “I hope this kills me.”
Slipped into a mini-coma after the fact.
Leaned down to comfort the thugs he and his siblings had just beaten up with a soft ‘it be like that sometimes’.
Impulsively bought out the entire stock of Hostess snack cakes from a local grocery store.
Proceeded to place all of them
All of them
In various kitchen appliances because he couldn’t be bothered to stick them in the pantry.
Jason had to dump sixteen individually-wrapped Ding-Dongs out of the blender before he could make his morning protein shake.
And when Alfred opened the oven the next morning to make a quiche……
Went missing for twenty-one hours straight.
Bruce found him in the chimney.
He’d found a secret entrance to the attic. It’s his go-to hiding place now, and no one else dares to go near it. Unless they need an emergency snack.
Who even knows how many Twinkies are stashed up there.
Called Bart to tearfully apologize for eating all his pizza rolls.
Three years ago.
“That was yOU!?”
Accidentally shot his grappling line through a twelfth-story window.
It took out a potted plant, a laptop computer, and an employee’s toupee.
Looked at the window. Looked at the grapple gun.
Softly whispered, “Oops.”
Built a blanket fort in the Cave.
Stole all of Dick’s fluffiest fleece blankets. And all of Steph’s pillows. He even took Jason’s teddy bear.
“W-What? Pssh, no, I’ve never seen that thing before in my life!”
“Oh. Well, in that case, we’ll let Titus–”
“Hand me the bear before I rip out your spleen.”
Caused an international incident by ‘accidentally’ breaking into the Biyalian Embassy.
He thought it was the Cave.
“Tim, I don’t even want to know.”
“Y’know, cause it’s all dark and smells like years of unaddressed inner turmoil–”
“Hilarious. Dick, come get your brother, I need to make a few calls.”
Poured ketchup on his waffles.
Proceeded to devour them while Steph looked on in abject horror.
Showed up at Red Robin (the restaurant) to ask for a free burger.
Threatened to sue for copyright infringement when he was denied.
Escorted from the premises by three Even More Tired employees.
And Cass.
Saw this video i thought of them
Bot accounts and Real people with accounts.
I’m pretty sure the tumblr community is well aware of this problem and probably loads of other people have already made posts about this, so I’ll keep it brief.
So recently blogs like this keep appearing in my followers list (these are recent ones)
Now when you get a spam blogs or p*rn bots you’re supposed to blog them. But some these blogs are actual people who are new on tumblr and have the default icon, so you’re supposed to check before who block them. But here’s the problem…
some of these blogs don’t have anything. No posts, No description, No title. So you’re gonna automatically assume that these are spam and block them.
Now I hate fact that some of these blogs belong to actual people and I’ve been blocking and reporting on blogs like these for the past few days, and that they’re probably wondering why there being blocked or reported. ( sorry to the people who own blogs like these that I blocked you)
So a couple of tips for new blogs on this site,
1.You could change the title (a catchphrase, a favorite quote, a random sentence etc.) or type small description, or whatever random stuff you like!
2. You could change the your avator or icon (it be a picture of you, a cartoon, again it’s your choice do whatever)
3.If you’re not planning to frequently post stuff and just sign in to check out other people’s stuff, just put a put a post something like this just to show you’re new here.(again u can write down anything)
if you’re reading this and new to this website I hope you found these suggestions useful and should stop you from getting blocked immediately. Happy posting.
I’m rebloging this because I’ve been getting more empty, default looking accounts following me again. And this me again telling you to change it.
My strategy is to check the likes. If an empty, default-PFP blog has no likes, block ‘em.
Fuck the new harry potter reboot! Not because of JK Rowling, but fuck her, too, but because of the fact that the Harry Potter franchise had a faithful movie adaptation that ended 12 years and PERCY JACKSON BARELY HAS ONE!!!! No fucking lie, I know an 8 year old who has read all of the HP books but has never even fucking heard of Percy Jackson! A FUCKING 8 YEAR OLD KNOWS WHO THE FUCK HARRY POTTER IS! FUCK I'D EVEN BET THAT EVERYONE OVER THE AGE OF 6 KNOWS WHAT HARRY POTTER IS!!! The actors aren't even old yet. What the fuck is the point of even rebooting it? The series hasn't even fucking ended as there are still movies being adapted on the fucking spin-off series from Harry Potter. Harry Potter is literally the best book to movie adaptation in cinema history, and yet there is still a push to make this damn reboot! *pushes up fucking invisible nerd glasses* Well, there are still a lot of inaccuracies in the movies and they are missing a lot of stuff from the books. *takes off invisible nerd glasses* Now those are some "valid" points to bring up, but before HP fans continue with all the inaccuracies in the movies, I would like to point out that YOU AT LEAST HAD CHILD ACTORS, WHILE WE HAD TEENAGERS PLAY CHARACTERS WHO WERE SUPPOSED TO BE 12 YEAR OLDS!!!! YOUR INACCURACIES DO NOT COMPARE TO THE INACCURACIES IN THE PERCY JACKSON MOVIES!!!! HP IS LITERALLY A FUCKING SPOTLIGHT HOG BECAUSE PERCY JACKSON HAS BEEN HIDING IN IT'S FUCKING SHADOW SINCE IT HAS BEEN PUBLISHED!!! I WOULDN’T BE SURPRISED IF THE LIGHTNING THEIF IS CHANGED TO ACTUALLY BE HARRY FUCKING SPOTLIGHT HOG POTTER!!!!!!!
History is literally filled with so many horrible people. It is honestly quite devastating that there are much less actual good people in history!
-Posted this reblog on the wrong blog
I haven't wrote anything on here since April 15th which honestly makes me a bit sad.
'no one understands me' STOP. 8 BILLION ALIVE PEOPLE. 15 THOUSANDS YEAR OF HUMAN HISTORY. SOMEONE HAS FELT WHAT YOURE FEELING
I actually want to talk briefly about this post, if I may.
I actually think that ‘no one understands me’ gets a bad rap because it’s shorthand typically used by teenagers. As someone who frequently thought ‘no one understands me,’ I want to address the contributing factors that led to me feeling this way.
I grew up in a family that not only did not understand me, they took an active disinterest in trying. So often, when I thought to myself ‘no one understands me’ I wasn’t thinking that I was so complex that no one in the history of the world could possibly understand me, it was that I didn’t currently have anyone in my life at the moment who wanted to understand me. And when you’re 15 and that’s all you’ve known from the people that society tells you are supposed to understand and love you better than anyone else, it’s all to easy to make blanket, sweeping statements like ‘no one understands me’ only to get dismissed by others for being overly dramatic and mired in teenage angst. To think that what is will always be.
I also grew up as an undiagnosed neurodivergent child who was purposefully kept from a diagnosis that would help me better understand myself. I was constantly told that I was different, but not that there were other people who were different in the same way I was different. So as a result, you become alienated from yourself because you haven’t been given the vocabulary to properly understand who you are and why you are. There’s a reason the soundtrack to my teen angst was The Who’s “I Don’t Even Know Myself.”
So often during that period in my life when I thought ‘no one understands me’ what I really meant was ‘my family is actively committed to misunderstanding me, I don’t understand myself and I don’t know if I ever will, and if I can’t understand myself, what hope does anyone else have?’
During this time in my life when I felt so unbelievably alone, I would find solace in art and literature because they were motivated by a desire to understand and to be understood. So I was well aware that there were people throughout history that had gone through what I had or who were different in a way I could immediately relate with. But none of them were able to take my hand and look me in the eyes and prove to me that I wasn’t alone. In fact, my favorite artists and writers seemed as far away to me as my family did, so sometimes the art I found the most solace in would make me feel the most alone.
I eventually found my people. People who, even if they couldn’t grok exactly what I meant, were at least committed to trying. People who were near enough to take my hand and show me I wasn’t alone. But it took a long, long time and quite a bit of trial and error.
So if you’re a teenager on Tumblr thinking ‘no one understands me (including myself)’ you might actually be correct for your current situation. But that doesn’t mean it will always be true.
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Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
Writing for later: Bruce buys an abandoned school and turns it into a home for the homeless that also provides a mental facility for the mentally ill along with substance abuse counselling and job training. Talks to Lucius Fox about this after he already bought the school and then after talking to Lucius about the those who are more mentally unstable he bought an abandoned warehouse that was in a more remote location in Gotham City to help keep them out of Arkham Asylum as Arkham is reserved more for the criminally insane.
How does Bruce get this approved: He talks to city council members to back him on this idea
He presents this at the next city council meeting
Creates a non-profit funding source for renovating the facility to be a more suitable place of living
During the construction construction workers would do a lot of the harder work while volunteers and the homeless from the community help out, the homeless would be paid in compensation, teaching the homeless in Gotham City a skill in construction and allowing them to also apply to jobs in the construction field once the renovations are complete
The homeless would also be provided with temporary housing while renovating the school
Wayne Enterprise would collaborate with Housing Works LA to help house the homeless and would model the building off of the ideals of Housing Works LA
After construction the building would continue to be funded by Wayne Enterprise and generous donations from the community both local and online
Volunteers would be staffed to help feed the homeless
Once being housed they would be able to combat the things that caused the residents to become homeless in the first place whether it was drugs/addiction, lack of affordable housing, unemployment, poverty, and/or mental illness and the lack of needed services
Also Housing Works LA is a real organization working to combat homelessness, please give it a look!
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Red Robin: And that's how I hacked your database, stole your credit card info, discovered the identities of the like 4 heroes that try to hide that, and broke all of your ankles
Most of the Avengers: The hell is wrong with this kid?
Tony: Hey! Don't look at me, I just met this kid! On that note, love your work. Everything you do is perfection. Are you sure you want to go back? Because I have entire floors that'll be like Candyland for a genius like you. How 'bout you follow me to the best coffee shop in New York, you'll meet Pepper, and we'll talk about living arrangements?
Tim: Sorry, but I've already been adopted by my universe's playboy billionaire philanthropist/ superhero
Tony: I'll settle for visitation rights. Give me his info. My people will call his people