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A crazy compilation of everything and anything that catches my fancy (warning I don't use tags)

The First Encounter

Finally managed to get the stained glass and the lights to look right, hope yall like it !

bbc merlin has a lot of faults but i do think the way they blithely ignored the existence of christianity was very funny of them

"#'old religion' they said. and then simply said nothing of a new religion" yeah Uther Pendragon, noted athiest. Entirely agnostic court. It's crazy that there's no belief system backing anything up. Like, we're going to get by on vague prophecies but also prophecies are magic which is evil. Divine right of kings but no divinity. Mirrors and mirrors but no windows.

googling shit like "why do i feel bad after hanging out with my friends" and all of the answers are either "you need better friends" (i don't; my friends are wonderful) or "your social battery is drained, you need to rest and regain your energy levels" (i don't; i've got tons of energy, it's just manifesting as over-the-top neurotic mania). why is this even happening. it's like some stupid toll i have to pay as a punishment for enjoying myself too much

I actually, genuinely think social event aftercare would fix me. I need someone to put me to bed and say "you were fun today and no one hated you"

this is also true of festivals, conventions, pride parades, concerts, and any situation where you have a lot of fun with other people!

Au where nobody tells 10 year old Damian who Jason is. And the way they talk about him, Damian just assumes Jason is like a raccoon or something.

Damian: Grayson, why does Pennyworth leave food on the counter every night?

Dick, on his phone, not even paying attention: Oh, that's for Jason.

Damian: For 'Jason'?

Dick: Yeah. Sometimes he sneaks into the kitchen at night, so Alfred started leaving food out for him.

Damian, confused: I've never seen anyone here.

Dick: Well he doesn't always come. And last time, Bruce caught him crawling through the window and scared him away so, who knows when he'll show up again.

Damian, definitely thinking of a raccoon: So then Pennyworth is feeding a random stray that crawled out of God knows where?

Dick, annoyed: He's not a 'random stray', Damian, he's family, and he has been living in this house for way longer than you have.

Damian, trying to remember how long do raccoons live for:

Damian: I hope he doesn't die soon.

Dick: ????!!

*Later that night in the Bat-cave*

Tim, typing away in the computer:

Damian: Drake. Have you ever met Jason?

Tim: Uh. Stupid, annoying and looks like a skunk? Yes, why?

Damian, picturing a mix between a racoon and a skunk:

Damian: Is he friendly?

Tim: Well, the first time I met him, he attacked me, so...

Damian: Hmm... What did you do to provoke him?

Tim: What did I do to– Bitch–

Tim: Nothing! He just didn't like me taking 'what was his', or something.

Damian, nodding: You invaded his territory.

*The next day*

Damian: Father, when do you think Jason will visit again? I want to meet him.

Bruce: Um. I don't know, Damian. He doesn't come here often.

Damian: Why?

Bruce: Because he lives somewhere else.

Damian: Why doesn't he just live here with us instead? He would be safer.

Bruce, wincing: I don't think he would like that, Damian. He's not confortable here.

Damian: But, maybe if I befriend him I could convince him to stay.

Bruce, sighing: I don't thinks so, Damian. You have have to respect his wishes.

Damian: Oh...

Damian: I hope he doesn't get rabies

Bruce: ???!!

damian, in the middle of the night, standing in the kitchen doorway half asleep after exhausting patrol, sees a big figure in front of the open fridge, silently prepares for battle:

jason, in the middle of the night, hunched beside the open fridge in the manor's kitchen, locking eyes with tired deadly looking kid in pajamas: ...hi

jason, slowly moving his hands where the kid can see them, taking a second glass: ...want some orange juice?

damian, frowning: speak your name and intentions, intruder.

jason: ...i thought you, you know. knew already.

damian, frowning even more, now slightly confused: knew what?

jason, slightly ashamed: that i sometimes visit manor's kitchen at night because alfred's cooking is godsend and i don't have time for grocery shopping?

damian, going through ten stages of confusion, grief, disappointment and other emotions: you're jason?

jason, slightly indignant now, but still a little ashamed: yes? who else?

damian: i thought you were a raccoon! not some adult-wanna-be.

jason: first of all, what the fuck, second of all, how dare you.

bruce, walking in, haven't yet realised who is swearing and what is happening: language.

bruce: ...wait

jason:

jason: did you tell him i'm a raccoon?

bruce: wha- what are you talking about-

jason: was it dick?

Dinosaurs are pretty dumb right? And yet they've survived for 67 million years. And we homo sapiens, geniuses, by comparison, only have about 200,000 years so far. We are so smart that we have the capacity to annihilate ourselves. I doubt we would make it to even 1 million. We don't rule the Earth. We just think we do. Sure, we're changing the environment but that makes us the ones we should worry about, not the planet. When the Earth gets tired of us, believe me, it will shake us off like a summer cold. Of all the species that have existed on Earth, 99% of them are now extinct. Survival is a long shot.

Dr Henry (Jonathan Bailey), Jurassic World : Rebirth

"Au where nobody tells 10 year old Damian who Jason is. And the way they talk about him, Damian just assumes Jason is like a raccoon or something"

DC!! GIVE DAMIAN A RACCOON AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!

Anyway, I really liked the idea of Damian with a raccoon. I've literally been dying to draw it all week