#something compelled me

[donmiru]

Been having my daily battle with art block but I did a Motti!

(Motti belong to @mothiepixie )

[timo-draws-occasionally]

All projects cancelled. I have to develop a banana based fighting game

[animentality]

I just checked my fanfic update word count and what the fuck, it's over 8k words.

what the fuck is wrong with me

this is terrible pacing.

I just felt bad cuz I'm not updating next week at all, on account of being kidnapped by my cousins wedding, so I didn't wanna leave y'all with two whole weeks of no sex.

but this is excessive.

[quarantinevibes2020]

I stand by the thought that if they asked Remus what his favorite emoji was this would be his answer

[ricgraysonmemorial]

Bruce "I don't play favorites" Wayne: I love you all equally

Dick "can't get back to bloodhaven faster" Grayson watching Red Hood Jason Todd eat fries at the batcomputer where the years long rule of 'no eating at the computer' doesn't apply: ... Okay

Bruce "I don't play favorites" Wayne: I'll always be there for you.

Tim "moved out the second he turned 18" Drake watching as Bruce lets Jason Todd get away with literal murder and owning a bazooka but when it gets revealed Tim's the reason ra's has been recovering from explosions and licking his metaphorical wounds, Tim's catching heat: ... Sure

Bruce "I don't play favorites" Wayne: do you-

Damian "the only time he'll take advice from Tim Drake vis a vis Jason Peter Todd is in the room" Wayne: father, this is unbecoming for both of us.

Bruce "I don't play favorites" Wayne: h-

Duke "got it down pretty good, but come on man" Thomas as he finds Jason in Bruce's study reading: It's all good, Bruce.

[muse-ak-blog]

Remember growing up How they taught us which colors have meaning or feeling? Red symbolized angry, yellow happy, green new, blue sad or melancholy… I was taught these things from an early age, An association of color, But especially that white is the color of purity, Much like fresh lain snow or an angel recently inducted, Its counterpart, black, the color of despair, of ending, of villains. This is what my early 20s has taught me:

White is the color of laziness. It’s the color given by a god or government not much of us know but appreciate the gesture. It’s the color of accusations, of predetermination and telling anyone different how things “really” are. It’s the color of the blind, milky coated corneas that find it easier to look away than address any actions singed to their eyelids by their own brothers. It’s the heat of something that cannot be touched with no repercussions. It’s unholy, segregated from the whole It’s lonely, guilty It’s the sign of a defeated bully who lashes out on all those unlike it Saying they dont understand when their victims return their favor It’s gold, given by existence, a price higher on their head than the most rare form of apology they can offer.

While black Black is the color of diamonds, pressurized over thousands of years only to become the most beautiful of gems in existence, Only by tearing and climbing through layers of rock and blood spilled by those determined to retrieve their beauty and value. Black is the color of the empowered, the strong, the victim no longer, the weight but also wait of pride and power lifted from the chests of those who have been pinned down. It is the sign that there is more than meets the eye, the pure blackness an illusion of an end but rather the beginning to a (w)hole neglected dimension A greatness too feared to be acknowledged. It is the warmth of a mother bear that protects its cubs, more afraid of you than you are of them Lashing out from instict of being hunted Rather than allowed respected, symbiotic existence. It is the empowerment of all, the density and strength of numbers where voices are heard instead of suffocated by the white flag of justice. But most importantly, I’ve learned there’s so much more than just a black and white dichotomy, That rather, black is the color of all of the spectrum that white has reflected, Absorbed into its fibers as the blood that gives it life Rather than stained in the snows of icy, dead cold guilt.

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

WHAT, WHAT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING.