tredlocity · 2 days ago
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quotefeeling · 2 days ago
If you hear a voice within you say ‘you cannot paint,’ then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
Vincent van Gogh
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thoughtkick · 21 hours ago
Nothing is quite as beautiful as someone who has survived losing everything and still has a tender heart.
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mossworm · 2 days ago
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perfectquote · a day ago
If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.
Lemony Snicket
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thehopefulquotes · 23 hours ago
as you get older, you realize that you’re not always right and there’s so many things you could’ve handled better, so many situations where you could’ve been kinder and all you can really do is forgive yourself and let your mistakes make you a better person.
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styles-edits · 2 days ago
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© Lillie Eiger
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feriowind · a day ago
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beast based on a heart
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iiterative · a day ago
‘the point of fiction is to build the world we want to see!’ respectfully. No It Is Not.
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perfeqt · a day ago
Soon you’ll realize that many people will love the idea of you but will lack the maturity to handle the reality of you.
Reyna Biddy
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oh-mother-of-darkness · a day ago
Damian stared out over the city, legs swinging in the emptiness beneath him while he waited for directions. In his earpiece, his father ran down the list of team members, assigning positions as he went. 
“Black Bat stays with me. Red Robin, take downtown.”
“Yep,” said Drake’s voice. “On my way.”
“Nightwing, move south and wait for my signal— and keep Robin with you.”
Damian opened his mouth to reply and then shut it again, confused. He wasn’t with Nightwing now. They were, to Damian’s dissatisfaction, most of the city apart, more than that if Grayson moved southward. Damian was flying solo for the night, and the only person actually with Nightwing was—
“Did you… mean Hood?” Grayson asked.
Father clicked out of the voice channel immediately, without finishing his instructions. 
“Did he— wow,” said Drake, into the sudden silence.
“He did,” said Grayson. “Maybe something came up?”
“It didn’t,” said Cassandra. “We’re fine.”
“In that case,” said Drake. He exited the channel himself without completing the thought— if, Damian added to himself, you could apply the word “thought” to anything happening inside Drake’s head. Damian didn’t personally believe you could. 
The rest of the team followed Drake’s lead, disconnecting one after the other until Damian was the only one still at the regular frequency. He sighed and clicked out himself. He had some idea where the others had gone. 
“—genuinely do not care,” said Todd’s voice, as Damian entered the secondary channel, “what you or anybody else thinks about it, because it’s not my name, and as a matter of fact I—”
“Oh come on,” said Drake’s. “You clearly do.”
“I don’t, and if you even think about bringing it up again, I’ll come over there and—”
“Can’t believe he left,” said Grayson, cutting off whatever threat Todd intended to make. “He didn’t even finish his orders.”
“He’s typing them,” said Cassandra. 
“Can he hear you?”
“But not us, right?” Drake asked. “He still can’t access this channel?”
“He can’t,” Grayson confirmed. “Say whatever you want.”
“What if we all call Hood ‘Robin' for the rest of the night?”
“I’ll kick your skull in,” said Todd. “Thanks for asking.”
“You’re kinda being an asshole about this.”
Oh good, thought Damian, shifting idly on his ledge. It had been over a week since the last all-out household conflict. He’d been getting bored. 
Todd laughed sharply into his own microphone. “You know what? I’ll own that one. I am an asshole. You still have to call me by the right name, Red Robin.”
“Here we go,” muttered Drake.
“See how I used the name you chose? Even though you’re twice the asshole I am, and I’m seconds from punching you, and it’s a stupid name?”
“It’s— you picked it out!”
“And I’m owning that one too! It’s a bad name!”
“I’m not a huge fan of your current one,” said Grayson, “if we’re being honest.”
“God, don’t you start.”
“You named yourself after the Joker, Hood. It’s sort of uncomfortable.”
“Uncomf—” Todd began, half-laughing in a way that made Damian hope that Grayson wasn’t standing within Todd’s reach. “Uncomfortable? I really can’t stress enough how very little I care if my name makes you uncomfortable.”
“I’m just saying.”
“Well, don’t next time. Shut up.”
“Whatever. He didn’t do it on purpose, anyway. He probably just slipped up.”
Damian nodded in agreement, out on his ledge where Todd couldn’t see. Father’s reaction had been too extreme for the mixup to be anything but an accident.
“He can try harder then,” said Todd. 
“Or you could chill,” Drake suggested. “Batman called Nightwing the wrong name yesterday, and he didn’t lose his shit about it.”
“Don’t—” Grayson began. 
“That’s it,” said Todd. “That’s it, I’m done, I’m— let go of me.”
“No,” said Grayson. 
“Let— fine! I changed my mind. I now actively hope my name makes you uncomfortable. Go to hell.”
“There already, I think,” muttered Grayson. 
“Ha-fucking-ha,” spat Todd. 
Damian heard a brief scuffle on both their lines and wished, absentmindedly, that he had a visual on whatever rooftop they occupied. Whatever they were doing, it didn’t last long— a few moments later, both Grayson and Todd were back, as if they hadn’t been fighting at all. 
“Did he call you Robin?” Todd asked. 
“I kinda like it,” said Grayson. “Feels like he’s, I don’t know, thinking about old times.”
“Same,” said Drake. 
“I’m not speaking to you,” said Todd. “But to Nightwing, yeah, that’s my point. I don’t want him thinking about old times or— or calling me the wrong name because he—”
“Because he only recognizes who you used to be?” Damian put in. 
“Exactly. Hello, Actual-Robin.”
“Incoming,” said Cassandra. 
Every line in the frequency chimed collectively as they all received the same message: a paragraphs-long essay from Father with the rest of their instructions. Damian skimmed through it, looking for his own assignment, then pushed himself off the concrete, up into a standing position. 
“Goodbye,” he said, switching back into the regular channel. 
Anonymous asked:
a conversation about names (hero names, real names, pet names, car names *cough*batmobile*cough*, anything)
Happy birthday to me :)
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unpretty · 2 days ago
me, a fool: as long as i'm harvesting dandelion blossoms, i might as well also harvest the roots!
the dandelion roots:
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quotefeeling · 2 days ago
Don’t turn from me, please. Take me in your arms. Gather me up, dear, fold me to your heart—and you’ll see how nice I can be.
Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit
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thoughtkick · 2 days ago
Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt.
Meša Selimović
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a-titty-ninja · a day ago
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「褐色」 by 廃狼 | Twitter
๑ Permission to reprint was given by the artist ✔.
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perfectquote · 2 days ago
You carry so much love in your heart. Give some to yourself.
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thehopefulquotes · 2 days ago
You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.
Thich Nhat Hanh
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mentalquotes · a month ago
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surqrised · 5 days ago
I think you lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and you're living a different kind of life there. In a world inside you.
Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
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yarrowthewitch · 9 months ago
"This crystal is good for such-and-such organ!" oh yeah name 3 of that organ's functions
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