I Love Fur, I Love Leather, I Love Wool, I Love Long Lasting Materials Without Plastic In Them That Will

I remember a time when dick cheney was considered by many to be the most evil man in the world, maybe with the exception of henry kissinger. Between his role in the invasion of Iraq and the unsubstantiated "weapons of mass destruction" claim, the creation of the patriot act and the expansion of government surveillance power, and the controversy over Halliburton (of which he was the previous CEO of) generating billions of dollars of revenue during the war on terrorism... Idk man I'm just saying I wouldn't be excited about this guy endorsing my candidate. To say the least.

I need everyone to know that the ship Götheborg, the world's largest ocean-going wooden sailing ship, answered a distress call the other day.

Imagine waiting for the coast guard or whatever to show up and instead a replica of 18th century merchant ship pulls up and tows you to the coast.

give me a batman comic where their trauma actually affects them.

bruce gets to be affected by trauma. his parents haunting his narrative and him making it everyone’s problem. his decline after jason died. his hatred of guns. damian does, too. his hallucinations of alfred. the inner turmoil he goes through almost everytime he sees talia.

but it’s literally only them except for a select few comics. with everyone else, everything is forgotten when the next run starts.

give me a dick grayson who is so terrified of loss from losing so many people that he worries himself sick everytime any of his siblings don’t answer a phone call.

give me a jason todd who can’t stand to be in small spaces due to waking up in a coffin and digging himself out of his own grave.

give me a stephanie brown who still thinks about her child everytime she sees a baby.

give me a tim drake who has to force himself not to flinch everytime there’s an explosion because of how many people he killed in the league of assassin bombings.

give me a cassandra cain that reverts back to silence when she gets hit with fear gas.

give me a duke thomas that spends every spare second he has researching potential cures for his parents.

like?? give me a comic where they’re human.

If you're not making your Christian parents vaguely uncomfortable with your characterization of god in your poetry, are you even doing it right??

Sometimes you just go really little and wish that someone would give you a bubble bath and wash your hair for you and dry you off, and then you could have some warm tea and brush your teeth and go to bed while they sing a lullaby and give you your stuffies to snuggle with. And maybe you get a little kiss on the forehead and get told you're a good pup and everything is OK in the world

i lost the ask my bad! but here is jason for an anon

Okay, a "Bruce who loves children and is great with kids" thought.

The Drakes, upon having Tim, organized a small private party to introduce their baby to the elite of Gotham. They haven't been out of town for months, they will not for the next months as well, they are not used to staying in the same place with nothing to do (apart from taking care of Janet and now Tim) for so long, they need a reason to see people and do something.

Bruce Wayne, a young Batman at night without any children following him yet, decides that it would be great for Brucie to show to his neighbors' party with some gifts. He needs to appear more in public, but he is tired af, so he thinks this will be easier than partying (also, he is too busy at night and Alfred told him to go, that he needs to socialize more or something)

People are a bit surprised to see Brucie Wayne, well-known playboy that does whatever he wants and throws money at all his problems, be at an alcohol-free private party about a baby, but aside from some side eyes, nothing happens. Well, until Tim is passed around.

You see, as parents of a newborn, the Drakes are tired, and this party is perfect to help them get out of this monotone period of their life, but also to make other people look after their baby, while they have some discussions about their business and hobbies. So, baby Timothy is given to people to hold, but nobody is really interested in him, most people came to talk with the Drakes, and he goes from hands to hands, until he is in Bruce's arms.

Bruce isn't here for business. Maybe he should be participating in the conversations, but he is tired, and he doesn't really want to. And, suddenly, someone gives him Tim. Bruce looks at this small baby in his arms, and he feels something awakening in him. He wants to protect and held him forever.

At this party, gently holding Tim, Bruce realizes that he wants to be a father. He never really thought about it before, he always had grief on his mind, and now, as he is holding this small child, he realizes he really wants that. He wants a family, he wants to hear children's laughter in the manor, he wants to hold a child closely to him, to share his warmth with them and feel their small heart beating. But he cannot, he is Batman, he has planned for himself a life of violence and pain. He will die in his suit, protecting Gotham. Protecting innocent children and babies like Tim, so they can grow up in a better world.

Therefore, as he holds Tim gently for the rest of the party, his eyes not leaving the sleeping face of the infant, he mourns the family he can never have. He makes this moment last as long as he can, as he dreams of and mourns the children he cannot have.

As it was a small private party, there were no paparazzi, no pictures taken of Brucie Wayne smiling softly at the baby in his arm, and Bruce never spoke about it to Alfred, even if his butler of a father could see that Bruce was off after the event. It's a secret he keeps to himself. And, when Tim comes around, Bruce promises himself he will never tell him about it. And he never did.

Unless... Unless he let it slip out one night, after his (now officially) son got really hurt doing some self-sacrificing bs they all do once in a while.

The 2024 Gender Census is now open!

[ Link to survey ]

The 11th annual international gender census, collecting information about the language we use to refer to ourselves and each other, is now open until 13th June 2024.

It’s short and easy, about 5 minutes probably.

After the survey is closed I’ll process the results and publish a spreadsheet of the data and a report summarising the main findings. Then anyone can use them for academic or business purposes, self-advocacy, tracking the popularity of language over time, and just feeling like we’re part of a huge and diverse community.

If you think you might have friends and followers who’d be interested, please do reblog this blog post, and share the survey URL by email or at AFK social groups or on other social networks. Every share is extremely helpful - it’s what helped us get 40,000 responses last year.

Survey URL: https://survey.gendercensus.com

The survey is open to anyone anywhere who speaks English and feels that the gender binary doesn’t fully describe their experience of themselves and their gender(s) or lack thereof.

For the curious, you can also spy on some graphs and demographic data for the incoming responses here.

Thank you so much!

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Image credit: Malachite and rhodochrosite.

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

“we need more ‘weird’ queers!”

you can’t even handle aroallos