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"In a different timeline, they could have been you"

Dehumanizing bigots is bad, not because I want to be nice to them, but because they are human beings and they serve as a reminder that anyone is capable of evil ideation and action. Violent bigots are not fundamentally different beings from you. They are human beings, who have developed a reactionary and destructive belief system due to their circumstances combined with their biases. In a different timeline, that could've been you. Anyone can be radicalized. Nobody is immune to propaganda, not even the person reading this.

Cryptid!Alfred, who is actually immortal. Like, he cannot die for forever - he did once, during the war, and after that... for some reason, he kept coming back, completely without any additional magical help. He sometimes dies again, and then mysteriously comes back on the next morning, as if nothing happened. Bruce used to it at some point, so instead of asking questions (Alfred has no answers, anyway) he just pretends that it is normal. He gaslights kids to think the same. Like, what do you mean he died, Damian? No, he is alrightish. Look in the kitchen, he is making us breakfast. It probably was just a bad dream.

So, when Jason dies and gets back? Oh, Alfred knows his grandson has the same curse/blessing. Because it wasn't the Lazarus Pit that brought Jason back after all, but some strange, unexplainable force. Perhaps, both of them are just bound to end up as guardians, as warriors and protectors - that's why they keep coming back.

...Nevertheless, it doesn't make their family less... anxious about the whole thing. These two from the other side? Oh, they absolutely enjoy their immortal hang-out hours.

Jason: What was your funniest death?

Alfred: I am going to say... that one time, when I was teaching young master Bruce using a hunting rifle, and he accidentally shot me. I came back in fifteen minutes, and, of course, a poor thing was sobbing, but afterwards he was doing all chores for a month. Wonderful days.

Jason: Damn, poor Brucie... My funniest gotta be that one time, when Roy and I got drunk, and I legit jumped off the building because I thought I can fly. Roy had never got sober that quick.

(The first time Jason dies on the family's watch)

Dick, sobbing: Alfred... Alfred... He died! His neck was snapped! How can I live-

Alfred, casually leaning to snap Jason's neck again: Wake up, my boy.

Jason, dramatically gasping for air: Damn, who made me a massage, while I was sleeping?

Tim: What. The. Fuck.

Abolish the comic book industrial complex 🙂

Everyone else: Stares dramatically in a very specific, meaningful direction

Joel: YIPPEE KAY YAY COWBOYS

I drew all the Life Series Winners

Originally these paintings started out as distraction from school work and I also wanted to get better at cinematic composition and gradient mapping. I never imagined that this would turn into a several months long project but here we are!

I think tumblr is the one place where it’s acceptable to make a really long post just talking about the little details I hid in these pictures:

First of all everyone is looking in a very specific direction (until Joel came along but he is special let him be).

Pearl is looking at the camera, she is the only one who is aware of the viewer (you) while Cleo isn’t looking at us at all because she couldn’t actually “see” with the VR on their head. Also Cleo is surrounded by a cemetery of her previous alliances.

Technically Scott and Martyn are are looking up and down. Martyin is sinking into the sea with the hourglass in his hands, while Scott is touching the stars.

Grian and Scar who are both looking at each other technically. I also intentionally used colorschemes that were similar to one another. Oh yeah, and two certain flowers are also present…I wonder what those stand for!

And well Joel is just there currently but his has to be my favourite, color, composition and storytelling wise too. I was giggling to myself while drawing and just had the best time ever and it seems like the majority of you agree that his turned out great!

That’s all thank you for reading my yapping, I need to let this out somewhere ugshsh

You have to rip the "Ezra with a Padawan braid with beads representing each of the ghost crew" head canon out of my cold dead hands

Well well well if it isn't my interest in the hermit people

wl session 3 is my favourite horror movie

Solution: Just get some leaves n plants n go crazy

If you're wondering why I'm suddenly talking about religion out of nowhere it's because of this it is envy

Your honor he's just a silly guy

He’s gonna sing an incredibly catchy Disney villain sing

This. This is the post that I think of any time I have a headache or brain fog and have to write emails to my profs. I always double and triple check. It is because I am very Afraid.

That being said I wrote an entire essay on a bad symptom day. Mind you, this was before I was medicated for my chronic illness and my bad days then were straight-up up room-spinning, brain-bursting, exhausting exercises in defeat. In this case, I turned in my essay. My vision and brain fog were so bad that I couldn't read. I was surprised when I got a bad grade, and when I actually went back and looked I couldn't even be mad at my prof.

Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.

Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.

would you still love me if i were a worm hypothetically threw a cubic meter of bricks through someone's window and then laughed maniacally about it