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I'm Sorryyyyy.
Hey guys. It's Bradyn. I do still exist and occasionally remember to post here. I just wanted to apologize for the umpteenth time for being so forgetful and lazy with Common Thread, because I mean it's not cool. Ness asked me to be a part of this and she really believes it could take off and so do I. So I'm gonna make more of an effort here and I really am glad that I could be a part of it.
We're writing about our routines this week, so I figured I'd show you guys what goes on in my generally boring life.
Here's me wakin' up. That little creature in my lap is my dog Brody. Brodes is nearly 13 and he wheezes a lot and has old man liver spots on his belly. It's cute. This morning I actually wasn't expecting him to be in my bed so I thought today would be a perfect day to take pictures of my life because that was just cute and surprising. Normally he's scratching at the door and ready to go outside and do Brody things by the time I roll out of bed.
Thennn I took a shower (no pictures of this event, sorry guys.) I'm one of those people that picks out their outfit days in advance, so I had this little number hanging up in my closet waiting to be worn. Threw that on, slapped some makeup and other type things on my face, pushed a bunch of earrings through my ears (fun fact: I have 11 piercings and they are alllll on my ears), and then got my books ready for college.
Here's me trying to be cute.
So then off to college I go. I don't think I'm gonna post a picture of my school cause that's probably not a smart thing to do on the interwebs, even though I'm sure none of you are 50 year old men waiting to snatch me up. But anyways, Tuesdays and Thursdays I take Psychology and Art History I. Then Fridays and Saturdays I take a fast-track 4 week History class. That class is shockingly my favorite one. Todayyyy I was up at the school from about 11-1:45. I don't mind it so much.
When I got home I aired up the tires on my bike cause I like to ride it around my suburban Oklahoma neighborhood in the evenings. As a Tim Burton fan I feel like some kind of Edward Scissorhands character to my neighbors because I stay locked up in the house unless we're driving somewhere, but if I ride my bike around the neighborhood they all stare at me like I'm a weirdo. And in suburbia where I live, as you can imagine everyone washes their cars and mows their lawns at the same time. It's pretty freaky, but I'm sure we won't be here for much longer. Back to the bike though, look how cute it issss.
That's pretty much where my daily life story ends, because I basically just wake up, go to school, come home, do some homework, ride my bike, watch my recordings, then pass out. But I figured I should give you guys a little bit more of myself because I feel like I haven't done that yet.
I'm an artist, plain and simple. I like things that are beautiful and I can find beauty in things that aren't. I don't share a lot of my drawings because I don't make art for other people, I do it because I need to do it and I love to do it. I'm diving into the world of street art and lately I'm workin' on a Slender Man project. Yesss, I am one of those geeks who have become obsessed with MarbleHornets and alla dat. Thats just what it is. Here's me and Slendy (weird angle, his head isn't actually that small):
Let's seeeeee. I'm really underweight and I try to drink a lot of water and eat healthy but I usually end up eating stuff like this.
I'm basically just your standard awkward nerdy girl who likes to read books and learn new things and wants to go to the Doctor Who experience with every fiber of her being. But I dabble in other things, like I'm attempting to learn how to longboard and I'm extremely interested in music and film production. I've watched an insane amount of documentaries on Netflix, my favorites being
Exit Through The Gift Shop - Banksy's mockumentary. (unpopular opinion: I quite like Banksy even though he's now some sort of joke or 'sell-out')
10 mph - This guy went across the country on a Segway. I mean that speaks for itself.
Circo - A documentary about a Mexican traveling circus family.
Our City Dreams - an art documentary.
About Jenny Holzer - MY FAVORIIITE.
Bomb It - Graffiti doc.
Moment of Death - I'm sure you can infer what this ones about.
Forgiving Dr. Mengele - A holocaust doc.
Between the Folds - origami.
Annnd finally Modify - about body modification.
So as you can see I'm pretty obsessed with all things knowledge. I'm a huge non-fiction person, and a very logical person. But on the other hand I'm also really right-brained and I love to be creative and make things. I guess when it comes down to it, I can't tell you exactly who I am because I'm a mixture of sooo many things and the product of sooo many influences.
Ashleigh, I think her little bubble on the background of the blog is right next to mine, is my best friend. I can't really say much more than that because that's truly what she is in the simplest terms. We come as a package deal. We have to race eachother to say things because it's gotten to the point where we complete eachother's sentences. Our friends get severely confused because it is also to a point where we'll start to say the same thing and then proclaim our hate for eachother. I like our friend unit though, we're all really weird and we sit on eachother, but it works for us.
I should probably end this here. I'm not really sure what to say other than hi, this is who I am and I want to get to know all of you forreal this time. I'm shy, I'm awkward, I'm pigeon-toed, I can't whistle, I don't like the color blue or the smell of freshly cut grass, I have OCD and that's okay, sometimes I like to just lay on my floor and think, I have strong opinions but I won't force them down your throat, in fact I won't even share them unless you enrage me or ask me about them, and mostly, I like who I am. It's taken me a very long time to get to this point but I did it, and I'm comfortable with myself and my appearance. I'll leave you guys with this picture, it pretty much sums everything up. My legs are scarred from the times that I've derped and my feet are turned in (probably to an exaggerated length but it's not far off from how I usually stand), but that's part of me.
Fair winds,
Bee
My 666th post