i love fur, i love leather, i love wool, i love long lasting materials without plastic in them that will decompose and go back into the ecosystem after serving me well for several decades.
ALSO the fact that tim drake canonically watches bruce get stabbed, spies on the titans tower, knows all of the titans schedules, spies on dick’s apartment with kori, breaks into dick’s old apartment, follows him to the circus, has kept newspaper clippings of batman and robin since he was able to read, knows what art bruce wayne collects, had dreams about being saved by batman and robin and y’all REDUCE his stalker tendencies to just he followed them and took pictures….. no. no, we need him crazier.
saw a video that was like “everybody comment what you did today so we can see how everyone experienced something different” and the comments have me tearing up on this train. what the fuckkkk. the human experience
From today (10/28) to the end of this year, I will be donating 100% of my INPRNT earnings to the United Nations Relief and Works Agency for Palestine (UNRWA). https://inprnt.com/gallery/shotze/
If you would like to contribute directly, the link is here: https://donate.unrwa.org/gaza/
i am. so sorry if i have ever used the phrase “i have an au where—” and led you to believe that there is an actual fic out there for you to read rather than, at best, a post where i explain the concept, and at worst it is simply something that lives in my brain
(plaintext because idk if gradient text will show up for everyone: aro men. you agree. reblog)
I don’t think we talk about how hard it is to make new friends as an autistic person past early middle school. By the end of seventh grade, most people try to kill all their weirdness off so they’ll actually be likable by the scathing general public, but for some of us, that’s borderline impossible. I still don’t know when to stop talking, I still hyperfixate for months on one topic, I’m still too loud or too quiet or too late to the conversation. So when you lose all the people that talk to you… it’s a little hard to bounce back.
There is no "red line" when it comes to the US government's undying support of Israel.
The IDF has committed thousands upon thousands of war crimes and the US government does not care.
They won't stop sending these ghouls weapons until they quote "achieve total victory."
googling shit like "why do i feel bad after hanging out with my friends" and all of the answers are either "you need better friends" (i don't; my friends are wonderful) or "your social battery is drained, you need to rest and regain your energy levels" (i don't; i've got tons of energy, it's just manifesting as over-the-top neurotic mania). why is this even happening. it's like some stupid toll i have to pay as a punishment for enjoying myself too much
Sometimes you just go really little and wish that someone would give you a bubble bath and wash your hair for you and dry you off, and then you could have some warm tea and brush your teeth and go to bed while they sing a lullaby and give you your stuffies to snuggle with. And maybe you get a little kiss on the forehead and get told you're a good pup and everything is OK in the world
Age regressor Damian Wayne my beloved <33
(You can pry this idea from my cold dead hands. And even then I'll pull a jason and come back to life just so I can snatch it back)