A Robber Held Up A Well-dressed Man, Pointing His Gun And Yelling, “Give Me All Your Money!”

I love Barnabos and I think that he is most creative version of a path of the beast barbarian I have seen but sometimes I can’t help but laugh a bit because everytime he rages I just think of this

Current mood:

Losing my marbles over SuperBat fanfics

Tumblr is really on that toxic yaoi shit rn

this may have just made me buy the current 3 volumes...

: )

not that validation from canon even matters but if dc were to ever make superbat canon how do you think they would do it or what would make the most sense?

oh wow I have no idea. Honestly it would probably look the way Mark Waid currently writes them in Worlds Finest, just with the occasional date night in the cave and/or the occasional kiss on a rooftop.

i just think it's important to understand that love is not the antithesis of horror in fact it's often the catalyst

”you can just make an oc” you dont understand anything. the character needs to mutate naturally until unrecognizable. like all evolutionary processes it takes time. you can’t force it or it doesn’t take. you must endure weird ooc thematically discordant versions of a guy until they bud off into beautiful new life. have patience

hey did you know that all of these men are beautiful

btw if i see any body negativity in the notes, you're not funny or cool, and you can get the hell off of my blog

What the fuck was I thinking

Chaotic academia

Is not being able to decide what book to read because you want to read them all at once.

It’s keeping a click eraser in your hair for when you mess up but then forgetting it’s there until the end of the day when you go to lie down in bed and it stabs you in the back of the head.

It’s staying at YOUR SPOT in the library at your uni until the workers kick you out at closing and knowing all their names bc this happens all the time.

It’s spending way more than you can afford on used books you can’t help but buy because they’re your comfort, your company.

It’s sitting out in the middle of the street at night and breathing deeply and the feel of the pavement under your hands and the sounds of the darkness and just wanting to stop, to think, to feel something, anything at all because you’re so inexplicably numb and you just want to be still, to be present in that moment

It’s changing your major four five six times and having crises about what you want to do in life and getting pissed because damn it i want to do it all; I want to study chemistry and latin and history and archaeology and paleontology and literature and Celtic history and music because there’s so many incredible things to learn in the world but I just don’t have the time to do all of them so don’t waste a single fucking second doing what you don’t love lest you look back on life with regret

SPY