Did You Know? I Have A Face.
Did you know? I have a face.
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Me every day:
“I should post that sketch I made!”
*doesn’t*
Straight to jail for the fentons! Someone get JJ Jameson, I’ve found the real public menace(s)!
So does like… cps not exist in dp?
Cause like.
…
As someone who grew up with the threat of cps. I feel like a mandated reporter ought to have had smth to mandatorially report. Even if they didn’t know about Danny’s alter ego.
Also the fentons are totally fake scientists who know nothing about the scientific process or how to properly form theories and experiments.
Something that always bothers me about the progressive removal of culture from the batfamily (other than the obvious) is that… if you don’t understand where Dick Grayson and his family come from, Robin makes no sense. Why would Batman, Mr. Greyscale camouflage, allow his partner and protege to dress up like a moving target? A traffic light? To understand, you have to acknowledge why he chose those colors, and what they mean to him and his family. That may have gotten lost over the years as the mantle was passed, but the original costume had meaning to a grieving child.
In my personal opinion the uterus should just get it together and have a full-time lining like all the other organs or just only make the special lining when it’s needed.
Like imagine if ur stomach did that. Or if all ur skin peeled off all at once in a week.
Why.
My dudes. My pals. My homeslice bread slices.
Never have I experienced more gender stereotyping than in cake decorating. Please. Friends.
Interests, colors; these things have no gender.
As someone who grew up fem and whose favorite color has ALWAYS been blue/turquoise.
No.
*smack smack smack*
I smack you with newspaper.
“It’s for a boy/girl” is Not an aPpRopriaTE response to my questions abt the specifics on your cake
Verbal stims of a family
Me: sneep snop, hergldeebergle, deedleedlee, well flip my flapjacks, fridge nuggets, *various noises I cannot imitate with letters*
Dad: *husky dramatics,* *intentionally poor imitation of Elvis songs,* *duck noises made with side of cheek*
Mom: not a verbal stimmer
Gpa: BEEDLEBOM, humbug, buster the cat, *downward whistle-trill* (DEE-dee Du-De-Dooo), buzzard bill, hobo Joe
Gma: *loudest slightly-off-tune whistling ever,* *singing,* *mindless chatter to accompany tasks*
Y’all heard any of those in ur families? Do your parents and grandparents have different ones? Feel free to share
When I woke. Up this morn.
My cat had, threw up all down the ladder
That leads up to my bed.
I said “honey, my baby, you cute shit
I need my hekkin ladder
To get cleaning supplies.”
She just looked up, from the floor
Where she jumped
As if to stare in judgement
About why I was stuck
But now I had to get down
From my bed
Either from vomit ladder
Or from rib-breaking rails
Goblin behavior I (and perhaps u?) participated in in childhood:
- sat high in trees and sang lullabies
- hid in improbable places I only fit bc of hypermobility & would not come out till found or panicked the adults (usually meaning I hid for like 1/2 hr)
- gave store employees “super important” things they lost like fallen fake flower bits n those clothing sizes hanger cuffs
- would lay on the ground absolutely anywhere
- kicked bullies in the shins
- produced a dog whistle thru my front teeth n got slowly louder until someone noticed
- would walk around my house on my knees while holding my ankles to the sides like w sitting
- preferred to swim underwater only and had a large lung capacity
- always had pockets stuffed with rocks, roadside trinkets, shells, pencils & pens, makeshift self defense stuff (like a baggie full of thin dusty dirt 2 throw in an assailants eyes), smth to leave a trail so I wouldn’t get lost, pocket knife (unless at school), and a notebook
- would climb doorways and wait by the ceiling endlessly until someone came so I could startle them
Sometimes I make creepy faces in the mirror at night just so that my reflection can’t do it first
