and sometimes i get so lost that I drag both of us down
both me and the pen
unable to move or express
despite both of us wanting to scream
a friend one day, a hated foe the next
it brings me both pleasure and pain
and helps me drown out my sorrows with its own
keeping me locked in its addictive grasp
unable to move
unable to breathe
and yet time and time again
i will pick up the pen once more
and straighten out my laid down paper
and i will smile
Writing has become a sanctuary for me. A time where, in solitude and contemplation, I can be myself.
Sometimes, I place the words gently on the page, with love and care.
Other times, I scribble with hurried strokes in anger, or write big, dripping letters in sorrow.
These pages know me well. The pen helps me know myself.
salvation is written in blood
have you guys ever posted anything then got that sweet rush of dopamine before your brain hit you with that reality check?
like
me *squealing*: omg someone actually read this!!!! and they even left kudos!!!!!!
my brain *waits a few moments to enjoy the dopamine*: ........
my brain: you do realize this is probably fake right?
me: ur lying!!
my brain: what are the chances that four whole people found this and actually liked it?
me: ur lying.
my brain: and it didnt even take 4, much less 24 hours???
me: ur lying............
my brain: and look at that user name! it doesn't make sense!! and 3 guests???
me: ........
my brain: with ur horrible writing??? like ur a beginner, not famous!!!
me: :'(
my brain: it's obviously ao3 trying to encourage new writers with fake engagement!!!!
me: *actively sobbing now*
my brain: now go post about it on tumblr for stranger's sympathy you disgusting disgrace!
me: *writes this*
art
il use it for refernce for a story later
Hello rapaziada i drew the smilling critters in cute outfits that i think it would suit them :)
i love their designs
Sneak peek at pre-HOJ arc of Missed Chances AU and their characters!
Soooooo, hear me out
An au where thay all survive to the end and everyone is still bodily intact except kdj isnt kdj
like by all means it technically is him but at the same time its not
Picture this:
Finally on the very last scenario, all they have to do now is kill it, the unnamed,unknown,creator and destroyer, then it'll all be OVER. But then, out of nowhere it starts charging up an attackin typical kdj fashion, he lunges head first into
Headcanon that Batman is the youngest in the (main)Justice League roster.
For proper execution, he must be at least 2-3 years younger than the supposed youngest
This headcanon lives co-dependently with the self-accepted that Bruce also has the most grey hairs in his group
I have also had the scenario of Hal freaking out and Barry having an existential crisis over the fact that the Batman is younger than them play out far too many times in my head
Do with this what you will
So headcanon that the holy trinity are like siblings
Cale is obviously the eldest, he is done with life and just wants to sleep, he will never (except in extreme circumstances) directly say that he loves you tho he will subconsciously do things for you.(yes I'm an eldest)
Yoojin is unfortunately the middle child. The forgotten one. His life is relatively good/normal, not too crazy yet not too calm. He is often considered the most boring in the set of siblings (sorry yoojin)
Dokja............ he is the 'special case', the youngest, the most hyperactive, vivid imagination, most likely to get themselves killed, and yet after everything usually the most loved. He is insane
Change my mind or share ur thoughts
So I was scrolling on youtube right?
And I come upon one of those voice-over Tumblr reads with the Minecraft parkour in the background, right?
It was titled something like 'times batman said 'im fine' (and he wasn't)' right?
and one section was like
'Situation: Alfred hugged him for no reason......
Quote: '...whats wrong'(I read it like a statement{like a statement, not a question}
Batfam note: this one broke us'
and I was like "O MY GOD, THE ANGST POTENTIAL IS ENDLESS"
and so that brings me to the point of this post;
I NEED someone to write a batfam fic (or literally any other team-relationship centered fic! it can be the justice league! I'm not picky) with this exact premise/opening:
*clears throat*
"It had been an unusual couple of weeks since the last scarecrow attack. Ever since Bruce woke up from his fear-gas induced coma, he has been more........ emotional. He would suddenly pull people into hugs or try to have actual conversations with people.... It was weird. And so the collective decision had been made to exact revenge; they had even enlisted the help of Alfred, this was gonna be good.
Someone pulled out their phone to record as Alfred approached Bruce, who was currently bent over the Batcomputer, working on a case. The video was being live-streamed to the group chat. Alfred reached Bruce and enveloped the towering man in a big hug. There was a solid minute of silence. You could see Bruce attempting to process what was going on and failing miserably, his face then hardened as he placed his hands on Alfred's shoulders and pulled the older man away. He then looked Alfred in the eye before asking him in a serious tone
"Alfred, what's wrong."
Alfred seemed to be caught off-guard by the question, this prompted Bruce to prod further
"Are the kids alright/ Are you alright? C'mon Alfred. What happened."
Everyone watching freezed. Why did he looked so worried? So scared?
"Alfred, can you hear me?"
All Alfred had done was give him a hug. Why was he reacting like this when he had been doing the exact same thing?
"Alfred!"
Alfred was the one who was closest to Bruce. The one he trusted and cared for the most.
"Ah. I'm sorry master Bruce, nothing's wrong"
"Then why did you do that?"
Was it really that strange to Bruce to receive affection? A hug? Even from Alfred?
"It-"
They could see Alfred tense up ever so slightly.
"It nothing sir, no need to make a fuss"
Alfred then turned and walked away. Bruce watched him for a while before sighing and returning to his work. Someone heard him mumling.
"Must've been the kids"
Everyone was silent. They had been expecting surprise, embarrassment, or awkwardness, not.... this. That made some people think, when was the last time they initiated a hug with Batman that didn't involve a life-changing or world experience?"
End scene
So I hope someone takes it from here cuz I need to read this!