I hadn’t been following Jonny on insta for a while, but recently followed him again and I got so confused - did he switch careers and become a firefighter like wha 😮😮😮

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I hadn’t been following Jonny on insta for a while, but recently followed him again and I got so confused - did he switch careers and become a firefighter like wha 😮😮😮
PSA - Away from Game
So life is a confusing phenomenon i have have found very recently, though i have always known. I got really good news in that I will be gone from fame from April 27th till May 1st as i will be getting to attend Dreamhack Austin to represent a charity i work with called Gamers Outreach. SUPER stoked as i’ve never been to a full blown gaming convention the size of Dreamhack, or Texas for that matter so I am looking forward to it. LITERALLY the next day...my computer started to experience problems, only to find out my water cooler took a shit and my PC started overheating. Checks and Balances right?
So now, i get to drop that off with a friend who is a computer wiz to replace my water cooler on Monday, and i dare not turn on my PC since within like 10 minutes of it starting up it pushes 90 degrees Celsius and then even the simplest of tasks will send it over 100....which...is very very bad for the CPU as all of us computer geeks should know. SO I get to drop that off Monday, have to wait for the part to come in and him to fix it so HOPEFULLY i should be back in game like...May 2nd or 3rd...should everything go well.
SO...i am going to TRY (no promises because i forget things easily and have HORRIBLE time management) to do some more tumblr posts. We shall see how that goes knowing my track record. Hopefully those reading this are having a good day, week, month, etc etc.
For those that want to by all means send prompts or questions for Mun or Muse, then it kind of forces me to make some sort of post since i will have motivation!
It had been so long since he had seen her, since he had heard from her. Then suddenly, there she was standing outside of the Lounge in Dalaran looking just as shocked as he assumed himself to appear.
It hurts to think that you’re forgotten by someone you thought cared deeply for you. Of course that was never the case but somewhere in the back of his mind he assumed the worst even if he never outwardly showed it. He had written a handful of letters, updating her with his location as he traveled around and then eventually settled down in Dalaran, but apparently those were never received for one reason or another. With all the invasions that had occurred it could be safe to assume that the mail system wasn’t quite up to par just yet.
She told him that it would touch too close to home for him and she couldn’t stand to see him sad. It would have, she was right, but it was far better than being left in the dark to assume the worst. He wanted to be there, to help her through those difficult times because he knew exactly how it felt to lose a parent, recently too. It’s not really something you ever get over.
He left their conversation feeling slightly relieved and slightly bitter, uncertain that he even wanted to read the stack of letters she had written but never sent. Had things changed that much over the past few months? What was wrong with him? Why didn’t he just hug her and kiss her and tell her that he’d always be there for her?
Those were questions that he couldn’t dwell on just yet, soon he’d be headed off to Suramar to join the rest of the mercenary team. For now he needed to keep his mind clear of all other distractions.
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I've been trying to understand why left wing art was so much better in the early 90's and it basically never works now, and I wonder if it's because back then there weren't as many rules for what constitutes being a good leftist and so you could kind of merge those issues with more personal ones if that makes sense... like Frogstomp by Silverchair has several political songs that work really well, but there were all these double meanings like the use of "fat boy" as a reference to a man rich enough to eat but also to a sense of responsibility moving the singer toward anorexia... or like they were mostly influenced by Pearl Jam and WMA is a really good political song with basic anti police lyrics, but their use of the words "my brother" and the tribal beats they might have been too worried about cultural appropriation to utilize now... or like the riot grrl/riot grrl adjacent bands used language so vulgar and were so unhinged that the Linda Lindas (or even Sleater-Kinney) don't really work as a contemporary (despite obvious talent/ability) because the energy feels too "I could never break barriers like that, I'm not disciplined enough" whereas back then it just kind of looked like unhinged...rage regardless of skill and you'd think "I'd love to do that" idk... leftism only really works as unhinged commentary by males streaming now (and when they try to turn it into art like stand up comedy or journalism it's terrible), but I'm not really sure why... like leftist posts by women on sites like this make me cringe and I want the algorithm to change because it's just echoing what male streamers say but more virtuous-sounding, and even radical feminism always ends up being a puritan contest... I guess I don't understand yet why males streaming is the only space where rules don't apply and you look revolutionary
Edit thinking about it some I guess part of it is that men got a lot more committed to monitoring the...cultural landscape... to establish dominance, it's hard to explain... like satire used to be one of the most powerful tools you had to communicate that you were in a difficult position, it used to be that you could utilize it in the extreme without being picked apart and judged for it... like the early 90's riot grrl-adjacent artists would dress themselves up like dolls and then scream the most vulgar words possible to make a statement about expectations being a trap but like, women in radical spaces now just laugh at that for looking hysterical and compete for who's best at avoiding men while emulating them, like a puritan contest basically... but that's because men got so good at monitoring satire so they could say "I see what you're doing" and laugh, and establish that they had no respect for you (for feeling a need to communicate your discomfort at all; for existing as a marginalized person basically)... and there would be corresponding rules for men like don't give in to sensitivity to the satire meant to make you uncomfortable; dominate it instead... so like if you are in this position of having successfully dominated marginalized and sensitive people you can say more or less anything and look revolutionary, but art is just too primitive of a tool for self expression to be truly good without ridding your self of that kind of calculation
Things that ruin Thanksgiving telling your brother who is host to an alien god that you are a Methodist 🤔
That moment when you are chronologically the youngest of your siblings but mentally/psychologically the oldest? 🤔