#i just wanted to get it out there

[current-obsession-hoard]

DARK HUMOR BE WARNED (read the tags)

Not the owl house letting everyone else have dads to make up for the fact that Luz doesn't have one 💀

#toh #the owl house #I mean c'mon #darius and eberwolf (?) for hunter #willows dads for willow #mr porter for gus #alador for amity #then heres luz surrounded her two moms #who yes take everyone else and adopt them unoffically #sorry this was dark #i just wanted to get it out there #💀💀💀💀 #THIS DOES NOT MEAN IM BEING INSENSITIVE TO PEOPLE WHO HAVE LOST THEIR PARENTS #THIS IS A SIMPLE JOKE

[gavinsdeviant]

Tired and Content

@thegoldenlittlerose asked for an after work comfort from Ash, so I'm here to deliver lol. hope y'all enjoy.

cw/tw- none whatsoever, fluffy to the brim

word count- 711

fandom- RedactedAudio

pair- Ash/Babe

Babe had never been more glad to be home as they stepped through the door. They had a rough day at work, all of it made worse when their phone died at noon and they'd left their charger at home. 

They were so, so very tired, but they'd be fine by the time Ash got back, they were sure of it.

They sunk onto the couch, because they weren’t going to fall asleep, they weren’t-  

                                                                       ***

"Babeeeeeeee."

Ash tiptoes down the hall, peeking into the room where he'd heard their light snoring. He smiles down at their sleeping form, coming closer to wrap his arms around them.

"Hey," he trails kisses down their neck, grinning against their skin. They shift, groggy and thick with sleep. 

"Hi." They look around hurriedly. "What time is it?"

"It's okay," he grabs their hand. "Come with me." He pulls them up after him, ignoring their protests as he leads them to the bathroom.

"What are you-" he reaches down to hook his hands beneath their legs, lifting them onto the counter.

They're too tired to ask what he's doing, so they just lean their head back against the wall and close their eyes. 

But when they feel something cold and wet on their face, they jolt back, giggling. 

He laughs, a raspy chuckle that they couldn't get enough of, as they open their eyes. He's leaning over them, damp cloth in hand and dusty curls flopping into his face. 

"Hold still," he says, smiling as he wipes their face, more gently than they had ever seen him.  

"How about we order food tonight?" they flush at the suggestion, guilt flaring in their chest. "I'm okay, really. We can still-"

"Babe." 

He grabs their hands in his, brushing a thumb over their knuckles. "Don't worry about it. I can see that you're tired from work."He wraps his arms around them again, and they cling to him. 

They needed this, the feel of their mate all around them. 

They nod. 

Without a second's thought, he picks them up. "I'm too heavy-"

"You're not." 

He carries them to the couch again and they don't want him to let go. Not now, and not ever-

When he sets them down he can already hear them dozing off. 

Not long after, their body relaxes and he can't keep from grinning like a love sick fool as he orders the food. He shoves his laptop aside after, content on waiting forever as he curls up at their side.

                                                                ***

The doorbell rings, and before Babe can make sense of what's happening, Ash is up and half stumbling down the hall. 

They laugh, smiling to themselves. The world dims again to the point of them not being able to make out whether they're asleep or not. It's soothing, in a way. 

Only when they feel something soft on their forehead do they stir. He's so close, his eyes so blue and they can't help themselves as they grab his face and pull him closer.

Both of them seem to melt against the other as he leans into them. 

The kiss lasts a few wonderful seconds and then they pull back, breathless. He stares at them. 

"You have such pretty eyes." They flush. "I mean it."

They swallow, still feeling guilty. 

"Is it okay if we save it for later?" they ask. They gesture to the kitchen where he had no doubt put the food.

He nods and grabs their hand again, squeezing. 

Before he can come closer to pick them up again, they shoot up from the couch. "I'm going, I'm going."

He snickers.

When they get to their room, exhaustion slams into them and all they want to do is sleep. They sit down on the bed, groaning as they realize that they're still in their work clothes.

"Let me help." Their heart speeds up at his voice. 

"No, it's okay, I can do-" He kneels before them and looks them in the eye.

"You’re tired, baby. I can help," he says.

They’re barely awake as he helps them step into their fluffy shirt and pants. "Let's get you in bed."

They don’t remember what happens after that, but the humming that gave them over to sleep had never been sweeter. 

#sorry if this seems rushed #i just wanted to get it out there #since i really enjoyed writing it #I love this man #as i've said before #hope you enjoy #redacted asmr asher #redacted asmr babe #redacted asmr

[sturthepotofmadness]

Completely random but-

Have you ever encountered a character, went “omg they’re adorable/cute/cool/etc!”, then they drag you into whatever they’re from?

Yea, that happened to me twice now and I blame Prowl and Tokoyami.

Does that say anything about me?

#transformers animated #my hero acedamia #tfa #prowl #tfa prowl #mha #mha tokoyami #fumikage tokoyami #mha fumikage #bnha tokoyami #bnha fumikage #oh my god why does mha have so many tags for one character #seriously I want to know #randomness #sorry if this makes no sense #I just wanted to get it out there #I ramble sometimes… #I never really type up my rumblings. huh. #anyways have fun

[blinkpen]

(i Will go back to everlasting haitus if that GFM slows down too much btw, seeing it to its goal ASAP is my primary focus right now)

#i don't want to move the goalposts but i don't want donations to slow to a crawl just bc they are Halfway there #they obviously do still need to get ALL the way there to get the whole family out + get medical care they need #and they need it -quickly- and i -know- we -can- but it requires people besides me! #please help me help them

[michameinmicha]

Do you ever miss a character from a show but not like in the way that you want to rewatch the whole show because theres so much stuff going on and thats not what youre looking for but you miss your boy

#this is about jesse from breaking bad #i miss him :( #but i dont want to rewatch the show cause theres do much bad shit hapening to him #i want to watch another show where he gets to just hang out and chill #mine #breaking bad

[snarkspawn]

the devil you know

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 fanart #bg3 raphael #stuff and things #userpharawee #yeah I know everyone and their mum has already done something like this #with the shadow and the exact caption and all lmao I *know* ok #I just. wanted to do it too #and I've had it in my head for months it needed to get out #anyway. moving on!

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

woke up and someone spilled vanilla extract all over my dash, so as punishment you strange little beasties are getting all the VANILLA FACTS i know:

vanilla is the 2nd most expensive spice in the world (2nd to saffron)

which is why more than 99% of what we call "vanilla extract" is actually vanillin (vanilla's dominant flavor compound) and is not extracted from real vanilla.

luckily, even professionals struggle to tell the difference when it comes to things like baked goods. but there is a distinct difference in non-heat treated products like vanilla ice cream. real vanilla has a more complex, individualized flavor profile.

why is vanilla so expensive? because it is a ridiculously delicate & demanding crop. complete primadonna.

vanilla beans come from vanilla orchids. these crazy flowers bloom for A SINGLE DAY and have to be HAND-POLLINATED in a process that is exhausting, delicate, and requires specialist knowledge passed down over generations.

then, if you're lucky, you get vanilla beans.

which then require months of further specialized treatment.

the entire process takes about a year and can go wrong at any stage

vanilla has been cultivated for over 800 years (possibly much longer). the first known cultivators are the Totonac, an indigenous people of Mexico.

the Aztecs used it as a sweetener to balance out the bitter taste of cocoa. it was popular in a drink called xocolatl--the precursor to modern hot chocolate!

it is only pollinated by a very specific orchid bee!!!

which is why no fruit could be grown outside of Mexico until the 1800s

Edmond Albius, born into slavery, invented the pollination method we still use today--launching a global industry when he was just 12 years old.

today, the majority of the world's vanilla is grown in Madagascar

if you want real vanilla, read the labels carefully--it's harder to find than you think!

in conclusion, those tiny black specks you see in fancy vanilla ice cream? those are vanilla bean seeds! itty bitty orchid seeds!!! they are delicious and also a PRISSY BITCH!

(src)

#Vanilla Extract #i open the tumblr app and immediately my nostrils are invaded by the overwhelming stench of vanilla #also if you want real vanilla extract at a discount: check out stores like HomeGoods TJMaxx Marshalls etc #the foodstuffs section tends to have fancy nonperishables for much cheaper than upscale grocery stores #you can get things like saffron truffles fancy oils at surprising prices #still expensive but like. 50% cheaper #or just shoplift if that's your thing i won't tell you how to live your life #did i just spend an hour writing this? yes. why did i do that? i don't KNOW

[july-19th-club]

seriously have been thinking about this all night long. call me autistic but the fact that 90% of workplaces the point is not to get your work done and then be done doing it but to instead perform an elaborate social dance in which you find something to do even when you're done doing everything you need to do in order to show your fellow workers that you, too, are Working . because you are at Work . disgusting why cant we all agree that if there is no work immediately to be done. we just dont do anything

#i personally like to not be doing things constantly at all times. it stresses me out #i know there are ppl who thrive on cosntant activity #but me i like to chill out. #and the problem then becomes that i only ACTIVELY remember to do work and Find More Work To Do when im stressed #at the thought that others might want to see me working #if im ever relaxed i just dont look for stuff to do #catch 22 of modern work culture which permeates even ostensibly noncapitalist structures like public libraries #for instance: will it really kill anybody if the books get shelved by me now after a very busy day? #or shelved tomorrow morning by. well probably me since i'll be the one at the desk #not in the slightest #but it was work that wasnt being immediately done by me. therefore it was incorrect behavior #that i failed to identify because my instinct is to relax when not immediately presented with a Situation #this got me labeled as 'having no initiative' by my dad from a very early age #and even as an adult i still feel like im a child with no initiative

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

#warm up #this isn't good #writeblr #this is complicated by the fact i can't stand up too long or i fuckken pass out and <3 hit my damn head <3 #but i did take a deep breath and buy myself the stupid rice cooker #and!!! a very cheap sushi kit!!! i have been wanting to try making sushi for literally YEARS #the kit was only like 15 dollars!!!! and i haven't purchased it bc?!!??!?!?!?!!? #..... i didn't get the mixer tho that felt. like a lot. like too much. #on my list is a kitchenaid. one day when i get a check and i have paid off my student debt #and medical debt #i will put that first little bit of cash #into a kitchenaid 5qt stand mixer (with attachments) #i really do just go into their refurbished section and stare lustily at each option #but yeah i feel guilty about the rice cooker even tho i know for a fact this damn thing is gonna be a lifesaver #oh shit also fuck i forgot to mention . poached eggs

[kikizoshi]

A Note on a Recent Character-Making Process

(taken from a rant on women in period pieces)

TL;DR: My takeaway was, "Gender changes circumstances, and circumstances shape characters, but gender in and of itself isn't a personality trait."

'Cause like, when I'm making a character, gender does come into it, into shaping that character. Depending on the world, and the role of that character, and the characters around them--all of that helps determine the gender. But it's always character concept first. What role do I need filled? What theme in the story isn't being expressed, and who do I need to bring in to do so? How would this person exist with all the other characters? Gender can be part of an answer to those questions, but never is it the only and full answer. Because when would it be?

Like recently--I wanted a character to exist in a duo with a preexisting character, Evelyn. And since Evelyn is the willowy, closed-off, high-society sort, I wanted someone who could contrast her and bring out her humanity. And I knew they had to be strong, because of the predetermined weapon they'd use. I knew that they had to fight brutally and up-close, to contrast Evelyn's elegant, long-range style. I knew they had to be from the rival city, and be the opposite kind of mercenary. I knew they had to be strongly-spoken, personable, and from a poorer area. I knew their backstory had to share a similar loss to Evelyn's (loss of innocence, life, and faith), and that they had to take the (seemingly) opposite lesson. I knew they had to have the same empathy and compassion as Evelyn, expressed in very different ways. I knew that their opposite view would give them the opportunity for growth and renewal, as opposed to Evelyn's slow-burning decay. I knew that the tragedy would be expressed through time, Evelyn's passing, and the inevitability of this new character falling into their own version of the same decay. And only after all of that did I start to think about gender. Eventually I decided female because I felt the contrast would work better if they were both women, for several reasons. And then after that decision, I can work on how my new character's circumstances (social class, gender, profession, religion) affected her, and how she responded to them. (In contrast, Evelyn started out as a woman because she had to be pregnant for a certain reason, but her gender still didn't shape her personality. I think that's it--gender changes circumstances, and circumstances shape characters, but gender in and of itself isn't a personality trait.)

#writing #I don't feel this is a fully-developed idea #I just wanted to get it out there #I know there's something to this I'm missing but I don't know what #also apparently this sounds like a Vi and Caitlin parallel #it isn't quite and certainly wasn't meant that way #but I can see how it would sound likethat

[uncanny-tranny]

I think so many people are so deeply alienated from themselves that they have no clue how to exercise their free will and autonomy. For some, this alienation runs so deep that they are afraid of their own autonomy and humanity. It is completely understandable why one would have those feelings, but it can be worrisome.

I want to help others who feel this way, so here are small things I have done to exercise my free will:

Add "guilty pleasure" songs to playlists and actually listen to them (I have a ton of late 1990s-early 2000s music I listen to now proudly that I never listened to in the past out of shame)

Getting the décor item, bath set, bed spread, ect. in the patterns you like, even if it's "childish" (I got a dinosaur-themed wastebasket from the kids' décor section and I adore it)

Taking a new route to get to a place you go to often

Eat dessert first

Celebrate well, and often

Collect things that are "odd" or don't seem like an "acceptable" thing to collect (somebody on my "for you" page collects dandelion crayola crayons and it was so cool!!!!!!)

Incorporate one new piece in an outfit you wear frequently (e.g., a new chain, a necklace, ribbons, bracelets, ect.). Challenge yourself to add onto the outfits if you feel up for it.

Sing along to songs without worrying that you sound "good" or your intonation is completely accurate

Read a book from a genre you weren't allowed to read as a kid (comics, thrillers, mysteries, anything!)

Walk without having a specific destination or goal

Pick up a new craft without expecting yourself to master it or to ever be "good" enough. Get your hands messy.

I don't want to shame anybody for not feeling as though they have free will or that they are exempt from exercising it. However, I wanted to give ideas so that you might read this list and find your own ways to express your intrinsic autonomy and will. You deserve to be a person, to feel alive, not just living. That is what our lives are for.

#mental health #mental health support #positivity #if anybody has ideas of their own definitely include them! #i just think being stuck with this feeling that you don't have autonomy and that you ultimately aren't an equal person or a person at all.. #...in comparison to other people can be a really troubling and dangerous place to be in... #...and that isn't the person's fault for feeling that way. they didn't pluck those thoughts out of thin air... #...like i have felt that exact way all my LIFE because i have been abused for. probably 2/3s of my life... #...only within these past few years have i even FELT alive. frankly it's going to take a while to repair what i have been left with... #...so i know the feeling and i want to help others feel even a LITTLE bit alive. you deserve it... #...you deserve to take in a deep breath before slowly realizing 'oh my gd this is what it feels like to be alive' and SMILE about it #i want that for you even if it is brief. even if it is small. even if it is a whisper. i want you to feel alive #unironically getting rid of the idea of 'guilty pleasures' has made my life SO much better

[valeriapryanikova]

This season, on Hermitcraft...

(speedpaint)

#i never ask for reblogs But this is a special occasion so pretty please reblog reblog reblog! thank you ^_^ #hermitcraft #rendog #vintagebeef #tangotek #i'm not tagging everyone :0 those three get tags bc they were the more important ones lore-wise this season #i'm tempted to also tag grian scar and mumbo for the Exposure but i'm not gonna #edit: changed my mind i'm tagging them i have no shame #grian #goodtimeswithscar #mumbo jumbo #mcyt #fanart #special shoutout to hc recap bc i watched all of the recaps for s9 and took a Bunch of notes to figure out what and how to draw for this #(and i still didn't manage to draw everything i wanted to bc of just sheer amount of stuff that happened this season lol)

[stromblessed]

Mizu, femininity, and fallen sparrows

In my last post about Mizu and Akemi, I feel like I came across as overly critical of Mizu given that Mizu is a woman who - in her own words - has to live as a man in order to go down the path of revenge.

If she is ever discovered to be female by the wrong person, she will not only be unable to complete her quest, but there's a good chance that she'll be arrested or killed.

So it makes complete sense for Mizu to distance herself as much as possible from any behavior that she feels like would make someone question her sex.

I felt so indignant toward Mizu on my first couple watchthroughs for this moment. Why couldn't Mizu bribe the woman and her child's way into the city too? If Mizu is presenting as a man, couldn't she claim to be the woman's escort?

However, this moment makes things pretty clear. Mizu knows all too well the plight of women in her society. She knows it so well that she cannot risk ever finding herself back in their position again. She helps in what little way she can - without drawing attention to herself.

Mizu is not a hero and she is not one to make of herself a martyr - she will not set herself on fire to keep others warm. There's room to argue that Mizu shouldn't prioritize her quest over people's lives, but given the collateral damage Mizu can live with in almost every episode of season 1, Mizu is simply not operating under that kind of morality at this point. ("You don't know what I've done to reach you," Mizu tells Fowler.)

And while I still feel like Mizu has an obvious and established blind spot when it comes to Akemi because of their differences in station, such that Mizu's judgment of Akemi and actions in episode 5 are the result of prejudice rather than the result of Mizu's caution, I also want to establish that Mizu is just as caged as Akemi is, despite her technically having more freedom while living as a man.

Mizu can hide her mixed race identity some of the time, and she can hide her sex almost all of the time, but being able to operate outside of her society's strict rules for women does not mean she cannot see their plight.

It does not mean she doesn't hurt for them.

Back to Mizu and collateral damage, remember that sparrow?

While Mizu is breaking into Boss Hamata's manse, she gets startled by a bird and kills it on reflex. She then cradles it in her hands - much more tenderly than we've seen Mizu treat almost anything up to this point in the season:

She then puts it in its nest, with its unhatched eggs. Almost like she's trying to make the death look natural. Or like an accident.

You see where I'm going with this.

When Mizu kills Kinuyo, Mizu lingers in the moment, holding the body tenderly:

And btw a lot of stuff about this show hit me hard, but this remains the biggest gut punch of them all for me, Mizu holding that poor girl's body close, GOD

When Mizu arranges the "scene of the crime," Kinuyo's body is delicate, birdlike. And Mizu is so shaken afterward that she gets sloppy. She's horrified at this kill to the point that she can't bring herself to take another innocent life - the boy who rats her out.

MIZU'S ONE MOMENT OF SOFTNESS AND MERCY, COMING ON THE HEELS OF HER NEEDING TO KILL A GIRL TO SPARE HER THE WORST FATE THAT THIS RIGID SOCIETY HAS TO OFFER WOMEN, AND TO SPARE A BROTHEL FULL OF INNOCENT WOMEN WHO ARE THE CASTOFFS OF SOCIETY, NEARLY RESULTS IN ALL OF THEIR DEATHS

No wonder Mizu is as stoic and cold as she is.

And no wonder Mizu has no patience for Akemi whatsoever right before the terrible reveal and the fight breaks out:

Speaking of Akemi - guess who else is compared to a bird!

The plumage is more colorful, a bit flashier. But a bird is a bird.

And, uh

Yeah.

I like to think that Mizu killing the sparrow is not only foreshadowing for what she must do to Kinuyo, but is also a representation of the choice she makes on Akemi's behalf. She decides to cage the bird because she believes the bird is "better off." Better off caged than... dead.

But because Mizu doesn't know Akemi or her situation, she of course doesn't realize that the bird is fated to die if it is caged and sent back home.

Mizu is clearly not happy, or pleased, or satisfied by allowing Akemi to be dragged back to her father:

But softness and mercy haven't gotten Mizu anywhere good, recently.

There is so much tragedy layered into Mizu's character, and it includes the things she has to witness and the choices she makes - or believes she has to make - involving women, when she herself can skirt around a lot of what her society throws at women. Although, I do believe that it comes at the cost of a part of Mizu's soul.

After all, I'm gonna be haunted for the rest of this show by Mizu's very first prayer in episode 1:

"LET" her die. Because as Ringo points out, she doesn't "know how" to die.

Kind of like another bird in this show:

#blue eye samurai #mizu #akemi #kinuyo #bes #women are birds okay they are BIRDS #the let me die line is so SCARY AND SAD like a part of Mizu wants death but she cant? she doesnt know how?? excuse you show??? #when all these other delicate birds are dying all around her #akemis character gets more and more gutwrenching upon subsequent rewatches because whenever she says her life is in danger #NO ONE BELIEVES HER - certainly not other women #because shes rich and pampered and that means shes safe and is worrying about nothing right? right????? #and it turns out that all of akemis instincts were right and she was in danger the ENTIRE TIME #also I need to make a post just for kinuyo because I am sad

[seancefemme]

ellie & joel

#the last of us #tlou #the last of us fanart #joel miller #ellie Williams #pedro pascal #been feeling so blaghhh about my art lately I needed to do something experimental and messy #my old botw piece was getting a ton of notes lately so I wanted to do another scenic piece #also I saw on tiktok someone saying that pedro pascal has the easiest face to draw so I just had to try it out #and then i had to torture myself by adding the horse don’t look at it #my art #mine

[ikiprian]

Mr. Fenton is a competent teacher. Almost too competent.

If Mr. Daniel Fenton had any more than a BS (with a minor in education), Tim would’ve flagged his profile as a potential Rogue. That’s the way of most charismatic academics, at least in Gotham. (Got a PhD? Instant watchlist.) Instead, he’s Gotham Academy’s newest celebrity, as a young, passionate, out-of-towner substitute while the chemistry teacher’s on maternity leave.

Tim gets the hype. Fenton seems to genuinely love teaching, and is invested in the welfare of the student body. He hands out bananas during exam week, hosts a “study habits seminar” each month to coach effective learning strategies, and the third time Tim falls asleep in his class, he even pulls Tim aside to ask if he’s doing okay. With all the late work he accepts and the protein bars he sneaks Tim, he’s every teen vigilante’s dream teacher. He could’ve been Tim’s favorite.

In fact, Mr. Fenton was Tim’s favorite. Up until Tim walks into Mr. Fenton’s chemistry classroom for a forgotten textbook, an hour after the final bell.

On the board where tallied scores for today’s review game had been kept, “THE CHEMISTRY BEHIND DR. CRANE’S FEAR GAS: ANXIOGENICS, NERI’S, & YOU,” is now scrawled. A detailed diagram of the human endocrine system projects in front of a small crowd of adoring and attentive students.

Fenton is wrist-deep in the skull cavity of an anatomical model. A short tug, and out pops the brain.

It’s plastic. It’s fake.

Tim identifies the nearest emergency exit.

Fenton turns to the door, and in the dark classroom with the projector illuminating half his face, his eyes almost seem to flash red. “What’s up, Tim?” he asks. His friendly grin is too big for his face. “I didn’t know you wanted to join the Just Science League!”

[OR: Danny’s a science teacher at Tim’s school. Gotham’s a pretty wild place, even for someone who grew up a superhero in a ghost-infested town, so he takes it upon himself to start a club teaching kids how to manage themselves in the event of a crisis. These Gothamites are pretty hardy, but a little extra training never hurt anybody! And he suspects one of his students might be a teen vigilante, like he’d been, back in the day. As a senior super, it's Danny’s duty look out for him! Surely, this is the subtlest and most appropriate way to give the kid pointers.]

[Tim immediately assumes supervillain.]

#Danny can’t help being creepy it’s just the way he’s built!! #I like to think Lancer did these things for Danny when he was in HS #and now Danny's emulating Lancer :) #Passing it on! #Tim is paranoid but also like he is SO CLOSE to graduating so like. Does he even want to report this shit to Batman. What if the next chem #teacher's a jerk and Tim fails the class and he never gets his stupid diploma. Bruce already is insisting he finish out HS and maybe get #an ABA before he's allowed back into the company #and Jesus Christ does Tim hate school. He'll worry about Mr. Fenton's burgeoning army of Science Honor Society Rogues on his own time #dcxdp #dpxdc #prompt #tim drake #danny fenton #in case I write more of this let’s tag it uhhhhh #misunderstood mentor au #kipwrite

[six-of-snakes]

I want to peirce my ears so bad but there's a stupid little part of me that says it's a girly thing to do and I want it to shut the fuck up please and thank you

#stupid social gender constructs getting in the way of my gender gendering #I'll probably delete this tbh #i just wanted to get it out there #I'll probably try to get them peirced anyways bc fuck gender constructs #:) #personal shit