Geista-was-stolen - Ghosts Live Here

Superman is literally the character of all time, what if we made a guy who just loves the entire world. he loves the entire world so much but he's different and he has to hide so he's deeply lonely. he comes from a planet and a people he can never truly know because they're all dead. he isn't mean or bitter but he is always angry because he sees injustices happening and it hurts him. and what if we made him able to hear it all constantly. also he loves flying and collecting weird alien creatures and he's powered by the sun.

wanted to share my SallyFace bits here

they are oldie (but goldie for me), and i miss drawing him dearly

“My name is Hogchaser Easy Bone Rowan Jimmy-Lee Puff-E Braxton Fresh Doggy Dog Kid Hammer Lovequest Willie-Bob Dritgrazer Moonbeat Chuck-Boy Mudhauler Cloudspirit, and I’m not like other girls.”

Thank you creative writing

Reasons Why Bruce Wayne Refuses to Take a Break:

1. Why should he?

2. Because fuck you, that's why.

3. He's scared that if he ever actually stops to take a break, completely relax, and fully drop his guard, something horrible will happen to Gotham and/or the people he cares about and he won't be able to stop it because he wasn't prepared OR the years and years of burn out and physical/emotional pain will finally catch up to him (because he stopped running from it) and it'll hit him so hard that he'll finally have to face the trauma he endured as a child when he saw his parents die (which he is not physically capable of coping with, because the event fractured his identity into Batman, a man with childish morals and an inability to make exceptions [such as not killing a petty crook OR a mass murderer and thinking they should be dealt with the same way] and a childish sense of justice that cannot exist without him blocking out his trauma [so if he had to face that trauma his very identity would cease to exist]) therefore his mental health would be destroyed to such an extent that he'd be unable to even pretend he was alright, which in turn will make the people he cares about worry about him, and because he hates when people worry about him it'll cause him to lash out which will further isolate him from the world and from any form of human connection, leaving him sitting broken at an empty table in an empty mansion on an empty island just like he did when he was a mere, insignificant, hurt, orphaned eight year old who hadn't yet made his mark on the world-

4. He doesn't wanna >:[

Saw someone wondering about how the buildings in gotham are chipped from years of the bats grappling everywhere and am now imagining

- the bats swing around all the time but in certain areas they tend to parkour instead of grapple

- after a couple of them have close calls of falling, gothamites realise its bc the buildings are too weak in places to use the hooks safely anymore

- in starts in one neighborhood but quickly spreads throughout gotham; people get into the habit of checking their roofs for chips and cracks and start painting them

- different places do it different ways, some people use bright neon colours, an apartment block keeps a tin of glow-in-the-dark paint in the rooftop garden for anyone to use, one children's shelter fills the chips in with glitter glue

- slowly but surely the gotham skyline becomes a starry night with stars of paint and colour, marking the weakpoints so they can be seen even in the darkest of the city's nights

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.

Arab, Jewish, Friend to farm animals, died and resurrected. Cursed by the narrative because of who his father is.

Damian Wayne is sure one hell of a character

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.