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sailing-ever-west-deactivated20
the trolley problem vs. systemic oppression: a comic.
Reblogged arandomao3user
If you can’t reblog this, unfollow me now.
soft-petey
it’s fucking disgusting that i just lost 6 followers
it’s important to recognize that these are in fact two different statements.
And yet I’m still both. Nazis can go fucking die and go where even Satan is scared to go. And I’ll always support the Jewish community
Punching nazis is my hobby, and I’ll always support the Jewish community.
My family is Jewish kind of
anyone who supports nazis or discriminates against Jews can kindly see themselves to the curb.
dollcherray
it should be legal to punch Nazis
It’s Okay (To Punch Nazis)
Agreed!!
Woah mama I hate nazis
Same bro fact so printer
hating nazis is my favourite hobby!
supporting Jewish communities is mine!
Reblogged that-one-i-think
personsonable-deactivated201908
me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters
me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU
Hey OP? What the FUCK does this mean?
personsonable
decay exists as an extant form of life
That’s a terrifying answer, have a nice day
THE ORIGINAL?!?!!!!!!!!;!!!!!!!!???
Reblogged kurithedweeb
My adaptation of the God of Arepo short story, which was originally up at ShortBox Comics Fair for charity. You can get a copy of the DRM-free ebook here for free - and I'd encourage you to donate to Mighty Writers or The Ministry of Stories in exchange.
Again it's an honour to be drawing one of my favourite short stories ever. Thank you so much for the original authors for creating this story; and for everyone who bought a copy and donated to the above non-profits.
It never gets old and it always makes me cry.
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I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.
reblog to disturb jk rowling
i will always take the chance to disturb jk rowling
disturb jk rowling
currently disturbing jk rowling
enjoying disturbing jk rowling
proud to be disturbing jk rowling
good to know i've already reached one life goal
disturb jk Rowling :DD
i love distrubing jk Rowling 💗☝🏻
Great to know the fool is disturbed 🤨
Always happy to disturb jk rowling 💋
We've done it 🥰 never been prouder
my purpose in life has finally been fulfilled <3
wait till she clicks on the first harry potter fic on ao3 <3
Yeah I’ll reblog this again
disturb them.
I'll also reblog this again! Disturbing her's fun!
YESSS LETS DISTURB JOANN
Thats another off my bucket list
DISTURB THE TERF WITCH DISTURB THE TERF WITCH
Always keep disturbing, people
She deserves to be disturbed, continue to disturb her
Cackles in asexual transmasc
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Anonymous asked:
Okay but imagine, while dead, ghost Jason witnesses how people spoke ill about him and blamed him for his own bruthal death. Like, his own family not only don't try to defend him or rebut what they say, some of them even start it.
It's a sucker punch. He's dead and can't defend himself and his own family are being so awful. Maybe he thinks that they don't want him, they didn't like him, they didn't really love him.
So he goes away to follow A) random person who wasn't there when people were trash talking him or B) random person who did defend him.
And when I say random, I mean random. It could be anyone from Roy to Two Face to a citizen who overheard Batman scolding other vigilantes at three in the morning and scolded him and all of them for having the audacity to talk like that about a dead kid.
Just, imagine ghost Jason following a nice grandma he didn't even know in life because she was the only one who he ever heard defend him, saying his death was not his own fault. Maybe at first just because he feels so lonely and lost, but then he gets attached. He sits on the isle while she cooks, he follows her grandchildren to and from school to try keep them safe (like tugging their clothes when way ahead is dangerous, making them trip when something goes flying towards their way, and so), he sits in the arm of the couch when she and her daughter talk about their day, etc.
And when he goes back to life and bumps into that person he feels something warm on his chest and doesn't know why. Maybe he's really partial to this specific cape, maybe he's more open to this one rougue than he is with the family, maybe he meets that old lady and connect right away.
this made me so emotional, this is insane. imagine Jaybin's ghost strolling around, hearing how he is being criticised for his own death, how they twist and turn his story to fit a convenient narrative, but then he enters the Crime Alley, and it is so drastically different. they all miss the Second Robin, they talk of him to their children, they cuss out if they hear Batman mumbling some non-sense. after all, they are not stupid — they knew that the Second Robin was *theirs*. they heard it in the way he spoke and understood them, how he fought for them earnestly. and they don't know details of what happened and how he died, but they know that this kid was anything but what others tell about him now.
so they keep his memory. they always speak of him nicely. and Jason is so, so touched. his heart aches, but for once, it is a pleasant ache — he sits around elderly women hissing at Batman, protecting "their grandson", and he sits on the windowsill of the bedroom of a kid, whose mother tell him stories about the Second Robin sometimes. he is home. and he is loved.
once he is back in the Crime Alley as Red Hood, he feels safer than he ever was, even though it feels like a ridiculous thought. he doesn't remember his days as a ghost, but he knows that these people are *his*. that he is at peace with them.
and if one of the old ladies raises from her squeaky chair to pat Red Hood on his helmet and to tell him that he grew up beautifully, knowing damn well who is hiding under the hood then no one needs to know.
Reblogged arandomao3user
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leatherwingsinc-deactivated2015
caluummhood
HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE
MAKE A WISH
thejamesboyle
the first post ever on tumblr
5sos-smut-world
I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
artemislocheia
WHO THE FUCK KEEPS BRINGING THIS BACK
worldheritagepostorginization
World Heritage Post
like actually though. i’m in AWE of the notecount.
reblog to give your friend a bad day
this is the monalisa of tumblr
maya-why
“And to your right you’ll see the colour of the sky post, and tumblrinas desperately trying to scroll down to it’s end.”
anonymouse-the-asian
this is it, this post started it all
peysi
NOW THAT TUMBLR HAS ANNOUNCED TO SHORTEN LONG POSTS, REBLOG TO TORMENT YOUR FOLLOWERS ONE LAST TIME
Fuck the bastard im reblogging this from i don’t wanna scroll back up and see
I don’t wanna scroll all the way back up to see if this is really the og post so ima trust the next rebloggers words
bees-oficial
It is
It really is.
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Bruce doesn’t know why Jason is mad at him. At this point, it seems to be an everyday thing.
Jason successfully integrates his way back into the family, making it possible for him to hang out with his brothers without being coerced by anyone. He comes and goes as he pleases and struts around the manor like it’s his home again.
Bruce couldn’t be happier.
So why is his second/third oldest mad at him? It seems like nowadays Jason gets mad at Bruce for breathing the wrong way, or walking too slow, or something completely nonsensical.
It all comes to a head when Jason confronts him in his office when Bruce was just finishing up some paperwork.
“What the fuck is your actual fucking problem?” Jason hissed angrily, slamming his fist down on Bruce’s mahogany table.
Bruce distantly hopes that it won’t leave a mark, but for now, he’s more focused on why his son is swearing at him.
“Hello Jason.” Bruce decides to start, giving him a second to collect his thoughts and mentally see if he’s done anything lately. “I’m afraid I don’t understand-“
“Bullshit! Absolute fucking bullshit!” Jason spat, cutting Bruce off.
Bruce’s eyebrows wrinkled slightly at the many curses directed at him. It’s not like he wasn’t used to it; Gotham is his home, but he just doesn’t know why.
“When was the last time you fucking talked to me?” Jason questioned, rounding the desk and jabbing a finger in Bruce’s shoulder.
This causes Bruce to blink, somehow even more confused than before. “I don’t understand. I’m talking to you right now. And we spoke yesterday.”
“No, you walked into the room looking for Golden Boy, saw me and said some fake ass greeting before turning and basically running away!” Jason swung his hands around, making Bruce lean back in his chair to avoid getting hit. “Why are you avoiding me? I thought… I thought you had forgiven me and stuff…”
“What? Of course I have! You’re always welcome here!”
“Then why are you avoiding me? You don’t invite me places, y-you barely speak to me nowadays…”
Bruce picked at the peeling arm of his swivel chair, peeling off a small portion of the black paint and ripping it into smaller pieces before dropping it on the ground. Alfred would probably make him clean it up. “I’m giving you space.”
Jason blinked, looking down at Bruce in confusion. “Space? Why are you giving me space- so much space? You're never fucking around anymore!”
“Well… because you hate me?”
“What..?”
“You told me…” Bruce says slowly, barely stopping himself from scratching at his arm in the tense silence, a habit Alfred made sure he broke. “You’ve told me multiple times how you hate me… and that I’m not your Dad.”
Jason gaped at Bruce, taking a moment to sit on the edge of Bruce’s desk, running a hand down his face. “Fuck Bruce! I-I wasn’t- ugh! I wasn’t being fucking serious!”
Bruce squints, his eyes darting around Jason's angry and confused expression.
“But… you said it? Why would you say that if you didn’t mean it?” Bruce asked quietly, his chest tightening like it does when he wants to cry.
He hasn’t felt this way in a long time. At least, not so strongly. The kind of feeling that you get when you know everyone around you understands something that you can’t. Why would Jason say something he didn’t mean?
Why did Bruce have to be so fucking stupid. He's supposed to be the world's greatest detective, so why does he always have a hard time deciphering what people mean? Especially his children.
“I don’t understand,” Bruce repeated, his eyes stinging as he flapped his hands before drumming them softly on the arm of his swivel chair, trying to calm himself down. “You’ve said it. You say it all the time.”
“Bruce-“
“All of you say it! You say that you hate me, so you hate me!” Bruce insisted, no longer looking at Jason, the study felt significantly smaller now. “Why would you say it if you don’t mean it? Why would you say something so mean?”
“… Dad…” Jason whispered softly, slowly taking Bruce’s hands in his own. Bruce hadn’t even noticed that his fingernails were painfully digging into the palm of his hand, leaving angry red half moons.
“Dad, if you think that we hate you, then why…?” Jason gestures widely, pointing at nothing in particular yet everything at the same time. “Why do you do this for us? Why are you still here?”
Bruce tilted his head in confusion. Not a single second of this conversation has made any sense to him but he knows this part, it is woven into the very fabric of his being. “Because I love you. I love all of you.”
#bruce has autism and I stand by that#also his self confidence is probably so shitty#god i love misunderstandings like this#once I read more comics and get a grasp of characters i wana write a one shot for this#dc universe#dcu#bruce wayne#batfam#batman#jason todd#autistic bruce wayne#i'll write this one day#maybe#might just reblog it again with a small little addition#who knows#:3
Reblogged dcoraclestan
all those terms for when you dont really like something but someone else does and you respect that… youve heard of “not my cup of tea” and “whatever floats your boat” and now its time for this phrase to shine
lars all due respect but no the fuck it isn’t
sounds like this one just isnt your fav hentai of pennywise and that’s okay
hey i took one for the team to inform you all that the art in question is of pennywise fucking murdoc gorillaz
Reblogged arandomao3user
Rarepair so rare there's only 8 fics on it on AO3
Rarepair so rare there aren't any pics of it on AO3
Reblogged dcoraclestan
Today I was chatting with two guys and mentioned I was aroace. It went a little something like this.
A: wtf is that
B: it means she’s not attracted to people in that way
A: bro you can’t just not pick a side, that’s crazy
B: nah, it just means she’s spectator mode
A: OHHH IT MAKES SENSE NOW
I have never felt more validated or laughed so hard