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The girls and the gays 💚

they’re having a slumber party and painting each other’s nails

hi, yeah this is gonna be a vent

Just 2 and a half weeks ago I was retested for ADHD, and I got my diagnosis back about 1 and a half weeks ago. I was just rediagnosed with anxiety and told I have some pattern recognition issues. Oh, and I can't forget how it was also blamed away with my childhood trauma. now I had spent the 2 nights before my testing just researching ADHD and autism hoping to find my own answers. but when I got that diagnosis it was so hard to keep a neutral face, I wanted to scream and cry that it didn't make sense, how could all of this just be explained away with fucking anxiety. I didn't talk much during the diagnosis, mostly my mom asked questions. when I got home I looked up more stuff and did see that ADHD and anxiety do in fact have some same symptoms but I don't think it's enough for me to just be given anxiety. I just wanted to be given just a few answers but no, I just have more and more questions. Anyway, I gotta try and go back to bed. bye

to the older generation:

you do not need to comment on every "odd" thing you see about someone. Just because you see something you find weird doesn't mean you need to fucking say anything. If one more person in this god-forsaken town says anything about my fucking pronoun pin or comments on queerness as a whole I'm gonna fucking stab someone. And for the bitch who said I should "just identify as non-binary until your medical transition" I hope you always have the feeling of needing to crack your neck but never can. Fuck you!

A Star in the Universe

There is a star in the universe

I hear its words

Trailing in the night

Calling to me

"Come home"

I hear it say

"Come home to us"

It repeats

In the night is when I hear it most

Its words stronger then

Its words brighter

Calling

I hear it as I fall asleep

"Welcome home"

It says 

"Home"

I repeat

-SadTrainNoises

Who tf plays lame edm at 1:30 am on a Wednesday??

Like these walls are made of paper.

I live in hopes death welcomes me like an old friend.

My friend called my 6 year old a hummingbird and he burst into tears, so I remedied it by talking to him about red tailed hawks. His favorite bird is now a red tailed hawk. He really likes how big their talons are and he wants to see one eat a mouse

being able to teleport must suck ass when you have adhd

holy shit, look at all the stars!!

Me about 2 hours ago

MY PERSONAL TOP20 OF WRITERS IN FANNIBAL FANDOM

purefoysgirl

DevilsHerb

MissDisoriental

ThisBeautifulDrowning

Phenobarbital

Devereauxs_Disease

LiaS0

inameitlater

pinkbagels

fragile-teacup

DarkmoonSigel

TimmyJaybird

Severus_divides_into_H

coloredink

GoldenUsagi

Therru

emungere

Finely Honed

The_Clever_Magpie

ProxyOne

this list is just a tip of an iceberg. Our fandom is lucky to have hundreds and thousands heavenly talented writers. This this just my top 20 of writers who I consider to be extremely talented. If you have more names to add and recommend - please do. I’d love to discover new writers and read their stories with the same passion. 

so, i moved and the people at work have told me that the school  here has a lot assholes, and that if i in any way “different” i’m gonna get bullied. 

but hay at-least my co workers are cool and shit! 

why do you exist to haunt me?

my sister to the spider in her window

i’m definitely a mix of Dib and Purple

someone probably made this

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

oh when Oscar Wilde wrote “death must be so beautiful. to lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. to have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. to forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. you can help me. you can open for me the portals of death’s house, for love is always with you, and love is stronger than death is” i mean bro,, *dies wildely*

how to be a god

speak with a smirk, your smile can be a magnet. speak with a scowl, your eyes could cut like daggers.

walk with your head high, let your wings stretch as wide as possible. never look down on mortals, you’re meant for the skies.

dress to the nines no matter the occasion. ballgowns from any time period, victorian suits, knights armor. blood stains are simply proof of your power.

stain your lips with cherries or pomegranates, or even blood. slip daggers into your hair and tie your hair back with gold chains. never forget to adorn your head with a crown.

always touch, never be touched. let your hands roam their body freely, and take your time sizing up your pray. when you kiss them, don’t forget to bite.

carry around books from the crusades, from witches, from the romans. read to remember the battles you were apart of, the stories written after you.

speak in latin, in ancient greek, in tamil. let the mortals know your words have power. scrawl ominous sayings across the wall, whether it be in blood or wine

every day feast as if there’s no tomorrow. accept only ambrosia and wine. sit at the head of your table and unfurl your wings, the world is at your fingertips.

let the women circle around you, shouting your name in a crazed way. let them dedicate their lives to your glory, let them kill to be near you. you are above all.

take your time. time runs by you, drink your wine slowly, scrawl threats on paper without rush, slide your sword into the mere mortal tenderly. you own the world.

So, I'm watching umbrella academy rn and i just finished episode 6 "the day that never happened" anyway what do y'all thunk about the whole Allison and Luther thing? Like they were raised as siblings, and yes someone do it throw the point in that they are adopted, but adopted incesed is still a thing. Idk how I feel about it. What are your guys thoughts on it?

PROTESTING WITH CHOKERS

so you know how the history of chokers were from french women who wore red ribbons around their necks in protest of guillotines. what if we were to start wearing black chokers in protest for BLM? like we all just start wearing all kinds of black chokers. I think that would be super neat.

So I was one of those motherfuckers who obsessed over the Hamilton musical and I had basically memorized over half of the songs. Today Disney+ has a recording Hamilton on and I am fucking vibin'

So, I was just in my closet looking for a different shirt to change into. My door was open and my mom walked passed and asked what was going. I begin to tell her that I'm looking for a shirt, but be for I finish she says "coming out of the closet?"

Goddamnit, my mother has dad joked me.

Truce meeting

Villian: So where are you taking us for our 'truce meeting'

Hero: see the nice Italian place over there? I know it's quite fancy but I've wanted to try it for a while now!

Villian: umm .. I.. I'm not sure ..

Hero: what why? I thought you'd like Italian?

Villian : yes! Who doesn't?? But you do realise how this must look like to an outsider right? Two people, who hated each other guts and now are suddenly dining at a fancy restaurant? You must know this looks like were dating , right? I .. I dont want to make this more uncomfortable or weirder than it already is.

Hero: I don't really care what others think. And also, I know we've been civil with each other for only a hot minute but even I can see, that anyone would be lucky to have someone like you as their partner. So let's go!

Villian: *dazed, confused, falling harder than they already have*

GREETINGS, FELLOW SHIPPERS!

In the (almost) year since Enter the Florpus, we as a ship fandom have seen some wild times, fantastic fics, and incredible art. As time has worn on, though, we’ve seen a gradual decline in activity. While it’s natural for this to happen over time, we at ZADR Revival hold this ship near and dear to our hearts, and so have decided to organize a little push to try and get some new content and inspiration stirring!

Presenting…

Similar to ZADR Week Phase 1 and 2, we’ll be hosting a whole seven days worth of prompts! You can participate in any form you choose, tag our blog, and we’ll share it with any other participants and lurkers who follow us! We’ll accept late prompts up to a month after the “deadline” for all you procrastinators out there, and content creators of all skill levels are welcome to participate! 

The dates are June 22nd to 28th! Please forgive the short notice, but we hope you’ll join us!

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Can I get headcanons for an au where Bruce adopted the kids when they /were/ babies, please?

Use the bathroom, get comfortable, and maybe have some tissues on hand.

For these headcanons, we’re gonna assume they were adopted in order of age, and that they’re all under 18. So Dick and Babs are 16 (with Babs being older), Harper is 14, Cass is 13, Jason is 12, Tim is 7, Steph and Duke are both 5 (with Steph being older), Carrie is 3, and Damian is 1. Yes, I’m aware that it diverges from canon age gaps but once you keep reading you’ll see why I did that.

Now for the headcanons (in no particular order):

Alfred is “Grandpa” and Bruce is anything from “Dad”, “Pops”, “Old man”, “Baba”, etc. All the other adults, like Kate or Clark, are aunts and uncles.

Steph and Duke compete over everything, like who can tie their shoes the fastest or learn to ride a bike first. Steph makes a point of letting everyone know she’s older, but Duke fires back with the fact that he’s taller. They’re both at the top of their kindergarten class and are known for butting heads, but God help anyone who decides to pick on one of them.

Harper got her first period at school while wearing white shorts. Thankfully, Dick and Babs came in clutch.

At school, Kon told Tim that he got ten dollars every time he lost a tooth. Tim tried to hack the system by pulling a bunch of teeth out at once (thankfully to no avail) until someone caught him.

Babs has a different secret handshake with each person.

When Damian first came along, everyone expected Carrie to be angry or jealous since she’d no longer be the baby of the family. And she was a little jealous at first. But the moment she saw him, her eyes went wide and she whispered, “He’s so tiny” and vowed to protect him with everything she had.

The last business trip Bruce took was when Cass was a baby, and the reason why it was his last one was that while he was abroad, Alfred sent him a video of Cass taking her first steps and he burst into tears in the middle of a meeting because he wasn’t there to witness it in person.

Dick once used Damian as a wingman to pick up girls. It worked so well that Jason tried the same thing, only to have it grossly backfire on him.

Whenever Bruce needs a break, Alfred will call everyone to the living room for one of his infamous spy stories.

Cass is the queen of April Fool’s.

Tim, Steph, and Duke regularly climb on each other’s shoulders to try to reach the cookie jar.

Harper is a pro at getting gum out of people’s hair. Tim is a pro at the exact opposite. 

Bruce gives Dick “the talk”. Dick then gives it to Harper who gives it to Cass who gives it to Jason and by then it’s so misconstrued by then that Bruce has to re-give it to all the kids.

One time Jason lashed out at school and it led to the teachers referring him to a therapist. Bruce stayed with him during the first appointment and Jason admitted to feeling unwanted because of what some kids at school said. Meanwhile, back at home, all the other siblings were trying to get their names to be Damian’s first word, like a competition. None of them ended up winning because when the other two came home, Damian called out to Jason. (And Jason cried on the spot because it didn’t matter what people said at school, he was wanted by the right people).

Group outings with the Kents or the Allens are a normal occurrence.

Harper gave Bruce a heart attack when she DIYed her hair dye and piercings.

The first time Tim saw a shooting star, he was convinced that aliens had arrived to take over the world. His conspiracy-driven panic spread to his younger siblings and that’s how Alfred found them all hiding in a blanket fort wearing saucepans as helmets.

Steph once got lost at the mall and the first thing she did was buy ten Build-A-Bears. 

Cass regularly carries her younger siblings like suitcases.

Bruce never rushed Dick into getting a license or helping out around the house.

Harper once snuck on a train to the next town without telling anyone because she wanted to ask Kate advice on coming out.

Nobody got any sleep for the forty-eight hours when Damian’s favorite stuffed animal went missing.

Duke is a LEGO kid. Carrie is a horse girl. Together they created the ultimate toy equine sanctuary.

Bruce can’t ground the kids. They’ve unionized.

Jason is no longer allowed to pick movies on account of the time he chose an R-rated slasher.

It’s an open secret that Cass accidentally left Tim at a haunted house once. 

Alfred custom sews a ten-person "get along" shirt.

Duke once snuck Damian to school for Show And Tell. Steph ratted him out almost right away.

Jason tried to make his younger siblings reenact Shakespeare. It lasted a good thirty seconds before it dissolved into people hitting each other with props.

As a big mystery/conspiracy theory person, Tim was wholly convinced that Damian was an extraterrestrial because the first time he saw him, it was at the hospital where Damian was hooked up to a bunch of machines after he was born. It wasn’t until after three different people explained the concept of preemies to him did Tim finally get it.

Carrie loves to play dress-up and will rope in anyone in the vicinity.

Bruce’s favorite song to sing to someone when they’re upset is Lean On Me by Bill Withers

Cass taught everyone obscenities in sign language and it was all fine until someone caught Babs at school and she got detention

Alfred can’t remember the last time the house was not babyproofed.

Between birthdays, holidays, Gotcha Days, and other special days, there’s always a reason to celebrate at Wayne Manor.

Whenever they fly on the private jet Duke's in the cockpit insisting he knows more about airplanes than the pilots (Alfred or Kate) bc he watched the Planes movie.

Harper got matching leather jackets for all the sisters.

Bruce gives Tim "coffee" that's 90% milk and a splash of coffee for flavor.

Cass and Jason communicate solely in inhuman grunts.

Carrie can and will latch onto the first person she sees like a koala bear.

There's a running gag among friends on how many siblings Dick has because he tells stories without ever using names.

Bruce comes home after a long day of work and everyone drops what they're doing to dogpile on him.

Harper only got an after school job to pay for her Club Penguin membership.

They all make snowmen in descending size order with Bruce's being this huge towering one and Damian's being like three inches tall.

The girls have a "no boys (except the baby) allowed" zone.

Carrie can't pronounce the letters "R" or L".

When Damian learns to crawl suddenly all the other family members become a jungle gym.

Bruce doesn't notice when someone invites a friend over without permission because what's a few extra kids anyway?

Harper comes out and for a week people wouldn't stop making bi puns.

They try to do that thing where each family member puts a different colored handprint on the mailbox and they end up running out of space.

As the oldest Dick gets stuck with babysitting or he's forced to let Jason tag along when he goes out (bc all parents make their older kids do that) and he resents it but at the same time no one can talk trash about his siblings.

Damian's animal collection begins when he brings in a mouse from the yard. (Cue the hilarious siblings-helping-him-hide-new-pets montages.)

Someone beat Bruce for “World’s most attractive man”, but that’s okay because he was voted “World’s happiest man” instead.

they’re both stubborn idiots

Wait, what?! What happened? Does anyone have any info??

Archive.org is facing a lawsuit

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I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS!!

*me, frantically googling at 2AM because I’ve finally given up on figuring it out myself* why the FUCK does everyone think Hux has a cat named Millicent is this a mass hallucination I MISSED OUT ON where do I purchase the drugs I love her so much

I'm likeing this idea

Some more ‘Beauty and the Beast’ Kylux AU concept!

Bro, fuck yeah

50s Phasma fighting off some aliens! A commissioned sketch for @chromium-siren​ from their Huxloween one shot 

I just had an idea for a prompt. So, Fox Hux right? He's always ginger/red from the top of his ears to the tip of his tail. Anyways, when they start hanging around starkiller or the heating goes out. He starts turning gray! No amount of dye can fix it & everyone thinks he's just graying early & really fast. But no! He's just changing with the weather! His hair & fur turn completely white! Of course everyone wants to touch it!. A bit more hc that prompt now that I think about it. Do as you please

A month into the deep winter on Starkiller Base, Hux notices the changes.

He thought that the stresses of running the Base had merely brought in some early grey hairs but when more keep appearing and looking more like a bright white colour instead of a typical grey that would come with ageing, Hux is baffled. Even the plush copper fur of his beautiful tail is beginning to turn white.

Is he sick? Is this a sign of a terminal illness?

“Hux? Come to bed. It’s late.” Kylo stands in the doorway, yawning a big yawn and showing off his sharp, wolf canines. His tail lies limp behind him, touching the floor, much too tired to consciously raise it.

“Ren. I wouldn’t want you to find someone else, you know. If I died,” Hux says, leaning over the sink of the refresher to look at his reflection in the mirror.

“What the fuck are you talking about, Hux?”

“I’d expect you to mourn me for at least a year—if not two—when I’m gone. I’d want you to be happy, of course, but the idea of someone else touching you and loving you when I can’t is too much.”

“Hux!” Kylo appears behind Hux and slides his hands around the fox’s waist, mindful of his sensitive tail, resting his chin on Hux’s shoulder. “Stop talking like that. What’s gotten into you?”

Hux sighs, lifting his hand to brush away a portion of his copper hair to reveal stripes of pure white underneath. It hurts to look at—whatever it is. He wriggles free of the wolf’s hold to turn around and face him to show him the same streaks of white that are taking over his bushy tail. Atop his head, his two fox ears haven’t escaped the disease either.

“I think I’m sick,” Hux says. “My fur and hair are changing. I’m a red fox. I’m not meant to be turning white.”

“I thought I noticed something different,” Kylo says, cocking his head as he runs his fingers through Hux’s hair to see the white close-up. He gives a little scratch behind one of the fox’s ears and makes him purr. “Red or white, you’re still beautiful.”

Hux smiles, wagging his tail. “For a dead fox walking.”

“It reminds me of something,” Kylo says softly, looking at Hux’s tousled hair, to the white roots. “There are animals on Chandrila, bear-type creatures that would be brown all year until the snowfall—Oh. Fuck.”

“What, Ren?”

Kylo smiles, “Are you sure that you’re a red fox, Hux?”

“Absolutely certain. My mother and my father were both red foxes, both ginger. What are you getting at? Why aren’t you sad about my imminent death?”

“I think one of them wasn’t what they seem,” Kylo says, nuzzling Hux’s cheek. “I think you’re an arctic fox, Hux.”

Hux reels as though he’s been slapped. He stares wide-eyed at the wolf as though he’s grown an extra head, so confused by his proposal. “A…what?”

“An arctic fox. You’re one colour in the summer and spring months but in the winter, your fur turns white to blend in with the snow. It makes sense, actually. Starkiller is an ice planet, after all.”

“I’m so pleased that you’re so fascinated by my species that you’re ignoring this big reveal, Ren,” Hux rolls his eyes but can’t fight his relief coming out in an exhilarating exhale.

Kylo laughs, “I knew you weren’t dying. You foxes are known for being dramatic.”

Hux playfully slaps Kylo’s arm but his amused smile quickly fades as he turns back around and looks in the mirror, “So I’m…not a red fox. I’m going to go white all over. Ugh. How ghastly.”

“Don’t pout,” Kylo says, standing beside his mate and getting on his tip-toes to take Hux into his arms and nestle his chin atop his head. Nevertheless, Hux still pouts. “I think it’s cute. White hair, white tail. You’ll look other-worldly, Hux.”

“I’ll look like a fool. What will everyone think of me when I go onto the command deck one day and I’ve gone completely white? My officers are already looking at my strangely for having these white streaks and roots!”

“Fuck what they think,” Kylo growls protectively. “Your fur could turn green and you’d still be their General, their superior in every way. Power, beauty. Nothing could ever compare to my beautiful fox. I’ll cut anyone down who thinks any different.”

Hux smiles, filled with joy at the thought of Kylo defending his honour.

Perhaps being an arctic fox won’t be as bad as it seems—though he wonders whether it was his mother or his father who hid their heritage from the galaxy. Hux raises an eyebrow; after leaving Arkanis, Brendol seemed to turn grey very quickly…