Looking for help with DC comics 😞 PLEASE drop your advice on this post 🫶🫶
You can call me Ego or Liz! :]
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The Basics™
°･✮ - MUSLIM!! And yes, very VERY much going to make this obviously clear so everything else is crystal clear : Girl. Muslim. Go figure ‼️‼️‼️
°･✮ - I’m very silly, fyi, so..beware.
°･✮ - A spam-liker and proud of it.
°･✮ - Currently learning how to do the artsies 🫶
°･✮ - I’m a writer!! I write!! RING THE BELLS I DO INFACT WRITE!!
°･✮ - Basically : I post art, writing projects, sillies, analysis’, head canons, au’s, that kind of ordeal..I’ve got it all 🫶
°･✮ - Please please please please pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleas PLEASE SEND ASKS ‼️‼️ I LOVE getting them. Send literally ANYTHING : questions, requests, random things, my headcanons, my aus, my writing projects—I just love having them in my inbox ♡
notez : if you see me reblog a post with someone called kaistrosity 5,219 times…don’t worry about ittt 😊
serious note : I’m not going to specify the age range, but I will say : NO NSFW stuff either going to be posted HERE, or is welcome here. Thanks.
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What things I like / Will post!! ♡
the silly God damn fruit coloured ninja have me in a chokehold…so.. mainly posting about Ninjago as of now :)
More things I like :
°･✮ - DC!!
°･✮ - The Maze Runner (WHEJEHUSUAHUWHWH CRANK PALACE :[
°･✮ - Ninjago
°･✮ - Marvel (specifically Spiderman :] )
°･✮ - Cookie Run Kingdom (IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD BUT TRUST ME THE LORE IS INSANE)
°･✮ - Five Nights at Freddy’s (First Interest goes HARD)
°･✮ - How to Train Your Dragon (I’m a sucker for these kinda things shshsjsja)
°･✮ - Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2018 NINJA TURTLES MY LOVE!! Can u tell I like action yet yes or no)
°･✮ - The Amazing Digital Circus
°･✮ - Knights of Guinevere
°･✮ - The Gaslight District
°･✮ - PHIGHTING! (Guilty of being a shuriken main)
°･✮ - Project Sekai / Vocaloid
°･✮ - and last but not least, the dead fandom—Piggy 🗣️
anddd more! I could go on and on…but this section is already really long (no I’m not taking arguments about that I have things to say people)
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More about my current interest(s)!!
Like I said earlier, the main things I’ll post about regarding my interests are (but not limited to 😋) : art, writing projects, sillies, analysis’, head canons, au’s.
Here are some tags that specify literally almost everything :
°･✮ - egoz reblogz
°･✮ - egoz ramblez
°･✮ - ego writez
°･✮ - ego drawz
°･✮ - askz
°･✮ - egoz headcanonz
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WRITING PROJECTS ‼️‼️
(Will be updated)
Desperate and Divided - A multi-chapter project featuring Garmadon in the Merged Lands, progressing through them and as time goes on, slowly loosing a grip on himself. Along the way, he encounters an ally, someone his son trusts. (Story currently on hiatus :[ )
Ends of the Earth - On-going, featuring Cole, and exploring what other many effects there are of Vengestone—including the possibility of it perhaps driving someone to insanity. Vangelis had managed to escape, leaving more trails of everlasting trauma on the Geckles and Munce—and this time, it seems as if he’d gotten a heavier jab at Cole (aka, a Villain Cole fic! Third* Chapter in progress :] )
alright, I’ll say it. Some of you (I’m not naming names but it’s true) are wildly smart and funny and talented and it’s a privilege to be on the dash with you.
Oh haha yayyy a comic where Jason is singled out as dirty and messy and erratic and scarred all over to a significant degree while everyone else is a shining beacon of light and success and health with nothing on them. <-gritting teeth. Gripping chair. Reading the worst official DC Jason interpretation ive ever read in my life
I never really thought about it before but the whole Tim and Damian rivalry in popular fanon is yet another example of the fandom stealing traits from the girls and giving them to the boys to make them seem more interesting. Guess what, there's already someone in Damian Wayne's life with whom he's locked in an eternal battle of wits (childish catty bishfight) underscored by a begrudging respect and genuine caring even if neither of them would ever say it to the other's face... and it ain't Tim Drake.
holy crap. I’m in the process of putting together a reading guide for myself because the Arkham Series interested me, and the fandom on Tumblr REALLY love the Tim/Damian rivalry so I thought it was CANON.
What the hell man. I’ve been living my life thinking that Damian just hated Tim for funsies but no it’s STEPH? And it makes more sense that it’s Steph too like c’mon now 🥹
I notice alot of my followers on here skipping these posts just to mess with my lgbt ones, suspiciously the white popular ones.
Heres a not so friendly reminder, as an lgbt metis person, i dont give a single fuck what your blog is themed or if this is too painful for you to look at. Reblog this post. Reblog this post with the sources of the 751 children who were found.
Your compliance and silence as well as the compliance and silence of your ancestors is what allowed these schools to open and kill first nations children. The children of MY people.
Dont follow me if you cant reblog this post or the one with sources to your political blog or your most popular blog. Add trigger warnings if you must but if your political blog is only focused on the harms you personally face like being lgbt then you need to see some bigger pictures and stop being afraid of angering your racist mutural or actually saying some shit about racism. If you can reblog some antifa graphics or add blm to your bio to be a surface level ally, you can reblog some sources on the genocide first nations people faced and still face today.
I’d like to add this photo I took last night in Victoria of the statue of Captain Cook. Though I myself am not indigenous, I 100% agree that these murderers, kidnappers and rapists shouldn’t have huge statues and plaques that decorate them and say how “great” they were.
Here’s another photo of the legislative assembly from yesterday. Later on there were more items, candles and signs at the memorial, as well as a big poster with 1505 painted on it but I didn’t get a picture
People need to see this. Not just quickly glance at the photos and keep on scrolling. They need to see this.
I had seen the first picture of the church, but not the second.
I went to a “Cancel Canada Day” event and burst into tears - not because I was surprised to learn of the unmarked graves (survivors told us they were there. Our government pushed it aside, and we let them), but because seeing all the people gathered in mourning drove it home: They. Were. Children.
This is my country’s legacy - and it’s not history. The last schools closed during my lifetime. My Father went to school with students who lived at the local residential school, after it was changed to a boarding house (read: holding centre) for indigenous youth who went to local schools.
They were all children, injured, abused, and killed in my country’s attempt to erase them. I want the world to see this and hold the state accountable to *active* reconciliation> I mean we could at least truly adopt UNDRIP in action instead of words for god’s sake.
here you can read an article about a survivor of the church and some of the things he experienced to help put into perspective how awful and just how recent it was
This school, The Marieval Indian Residential School, operated from 1899 to 1997.
It was one of the last residential schools to close in Canada. One of more than 130.
In case you didn’t know, residential schools were created to “cleanse” the people of Canada. These schools operated from 1831, when the Mohawk Institute Residential School opened, to 1996, when residential schools were finally outlawed.
That is 166 years of cultural genocide.
An estimated 150 000 children attended these schools, and an estimated 6 000 children died at these schools (current records of death are incomplete)
These children were beaten, sexually abused, even experimented on. They were treated like prisoners, like they were sub-human.
A child’s likelihood of dying in a residential school was one in twenty-five. In comparison, a Canadian World War 2 soldier’s odds of dying were one in twenty-six.
I am not Indigenous. I cannot pretend to know how painful this may be. But what I can do is speak out. This inhumane treatment of citizens of Canada must be condemned.
The government of Canada, and The Catholic Church, must. make. reparations.
Do you think the lack of colour in his pants and shoes represent how he’s letting go of some of his relaxed and fun nature? How he’s being forced to mature too quickly for a 12 year old? How his stress and (probably chronic) nightmares shape him into someone who takes everything seriously, when before there’d always been an air of lightness because of Aangs own joy?
don’t know how to say this without feeling a weight in my chest.
We lost our home, our safety, and the life we once knew 🏠💔
Since then, every day has felt uncertain, like we’re trying to stand on something that could fall apart at any moment.
I’m still holding on to my dream of continuing my education, and at the same time trying to be strong for my family… but the truth is, it’s getting harder.
This campaign is not about comfort.
It’s about stability, dignity, and simply being able to breathe without constant fear 🤍
We are trying to reach £2,500, and we’re close… but not there yet.
This last step feels the hardest.
If you’re reading this, please don’t pass us by.
Even the smallest support can help us reach this point and keep going 🙏
Your kindness could truly make the difference for us 🤍
The War Is Almost Over… but Our Struggle to Rebuild Has Just Begun.
Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.
I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives.
Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.
We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts.
But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.
And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life.
Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.
Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered.
We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.
We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again.
We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion.
We need you.
We need your hearts.
We need your help to stand again.
My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
Because Gaza has no working banking system, we use my brother U.S. Stripe account to safely process donations for our family. Nothing is hidden — every dollar goes where it should. We are ready to show proof of anything, at any time.
Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference.
It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.
The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.
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Thank you to every soul who still feels our pain, and to everyone who reaches out a hand to help us rise again.
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