So You Know How In Gotham We Have The 'does The Butt Match' Fan Theory And In Metropolis The Hot Gossip

Fight-or-Flirt Response

(based off of this meme)

*Steph is crying after a breakup*

Cass: There there, Steph.

Steph, still crying: Thanks, but how did you get into my room?

Cass: Great question—

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Damian: It’s time to turn this into a real business.

Tim: What do you mean? Like, carry a briefcase, and wear a tie, and pay taxes?

Cass: Wait, have you not been paying your taxes?

Duke: I handle our accounting.

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Tim: Just say when.

Damian: When.

Tim: I-

Tim: Now or later?

Damian: Oh.

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Damian: What’s it like being tall?

Damian: Is it nice?

Damian: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?

Jason: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.

Cass: It was one time!

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Tim, shooing Jason away: Can you go be depressed over there? You’re bumming out my whole area.

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Dick: Why did you leave Wrestlemania on for the cats?

Damian: They need to learn how to protect us.

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Tim: My level of gay has reached “sighing deeply whenever anything extremely heterosexual happens near me”.

Pro Hero!Bakugo trying to socialize with IT!Deku but it somehow doesn't go as planned because ofc it wouldn't fuck his baka lifeeee (for @habken 's scammers to lovers au! )

Hey kid, look at me.

I want you to T-pose. Turn your right thumb up and your left thumb doen and look at your right thumb. Move your arms up and down a bit until you feel a nerve running from your armpit to your palm. Now turn your right thumb down and your left thumb up, and look at your left thumb. Keep your chest facing forward and your shoulders back. Move your arms again until you feel that nerve again. Keep alternating between these two for a minute, or look at each thumb thirty times each.

Now sit down. Put your left hand firmly under your left buttock, palm down. Keep your shoulders back and put your right hand over the crown of your head, very gently pulling it to the right. Do this for thirty seconds, then do it again but with your right hand under your right buttock.

These are stretches for the nerves in your arms, and are very good for people who sit behind a computer a lot, or fibre artists, or you name it. Do them daily. They will hurt in the beginning, but keep doing them, even after the pain has gone, or it will return and you'll have to start all over.

being a writer is constantly google the definitions of words you already know the meanings of because your brain's always paranoid and telling you maybe you've been using them wrong your entire life

I can excuse misusing words in my daily life but my mlm slow-burn enemies to lovers smut has to be perfect

I haven’t been on tumblr for quite as long as a lot of people but over several years I’ve noticed this interesting gradual sorta,, shift in the general culture? that it went from this mostly depressed, nihilistic outlook where people would regularly joke about hating themselves and being hopeless and depressed, to a wave of vehemence of “STOP hating everything actually the world is Good and you deserve love!!!” type posts, to now, where those aggressive ‘PSAs’ have faded away and instead I regularly see people romanticizing simple things like stars and hot tea and rainy mornings, and waxing poetic about their friends, and just trying to put love out there. and I don’t know exactly what that means (someone who knows more than me could probably say something smart about generational expression and trauma or popular perception of mental health and whatnot), but I do know that it makes my heart very full to see people learn to love the world and themselves by extension, and a whole userbase adopting healthier coping mechanisms, and therefore teaching the younger users to do so as well. I might just be following different people, but I really do think we’ve grown. everyone has grown. five years ago it wasn’t unusual for the next post on my dash to be a scathing commentary on why nothing matters or an anon ripping into someone they barely knew or someone complaining about how pathetic their interests are. now I have mutuals who get excited and spam reblog art of cows and friends I see tagging each other in pictures of frogs and strangers writing paragraphs about how much I matter. it makes me happy. idk. just an observation I wanted to make. I think people are good and everyone’s just trying their best at the end of the day

rare vent art from a few months ago

people who let me wake up to this get a special place in heaven. firefly_fox how does it feel to hold my life in ur hands....

I saw a post that aspen reblogged that Hurt Me ):

Brucie and his babies (and oh no he forgot he invited Clark and Diana oh no-)