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#i wanted to vent lol
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Well folks, it's the dawn of the final day. Why don't you go ahead and tell me (the tags):
The thing that made you laugh the hardest this season
The character that brought you the most overall joy this season (doesn't have to be your fave necessarily)
The moment that shocked you the most this season (in a positive or mostly positive way) and
Your favorite intro of the season
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fcthots · 8 months
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hear me out.. tattoo artist! jason
Ok think Jason w tattoos is UDHFH STEP ON ME. AND TATTOO ARTIST JASON? EVERYTHING. but I have such a fear of needles that this is the only way I could do this one. I will return to it later if I become any less of a a coward.
Also this somehow turned into a full fic, don’t ask me how. I just looked down and there were words typed in the post. I don’t know what possessed me. And before I forget: it’s not really relevant so far if the bats are still bats in this AU, but the batfamily is still at the very least, a family.
Jason works at a tattoo parlor and that’s where you two meet. It’s love at first, well, first day? Anyway, you come in wanting to get your ears pierced. You know you’re scared going into it so you call ahead and ask for the nicest, most gentle, and most patient person there and you book a stupidly long appointment with him so you have time to have a panic attack and freak tf out.
You were not expecting Jason to be over 6 feet tall and be the most menacing person you’ve ever seen (and you saw batman one time!!). You also weren’t expecting him to be so stupidly fucking attractive. You sit down where he gestures for you to, and hug your arms close to yourself. He gets everything ready while you start trying to control your breathing. You can see Jason continuously turning to look at you out of the corner of your eye as you fidget with your ears wondering how bad this is gonna hurt.
“You okay?” You look up at him. He’s staring at you with concern in his eyes. Ok, so maybe you weren’t as good at controlling your breathing as you thought, but you still needed to respond.
“Mhm.” Your words were sort of failing you right now so that would have to do. You attempt to keep your tears in.
“You ready?” You look down and see the needle in his hands. Absolutely the fuck not. Your breathing gets worse, your tears are starting to make it out of their prison, and you are about to have a panic attack.
“No.” It comes out too fast. You shake your head wildly to make sure you get the message across.
He immediately puts down the needle and shows you his open hands. “Can I sit?” You bring your knees to your chest and nod before you hide your face. “You’re scared of needles?” He sits next to you, keeping a respectful distance.
“Phobia,” you mumble as you slightly lift up your head. You see the equipment on the table and you attempt to cover up the way your heart spikes. Jason follows your gaze. He gets up and puts a clean towel over the needles before he sits back down.
You were very clearly crying now despite trying not to. Your adrenaline was kicking in.
He held out his hand. “Do you wanna hold my hand?”
You jerked. “Do you mean like while you stick me with the needle? Because I’m not ready. I’ll be ready soon. I swear I’ll try and get myself together, I just need a minute-”
“We’re not piercing your ears right now. You can hold it then too if you would like, but I was asking if holding my hand would help you right now. We have all the time in the world for the needles later. I just wanna help you through this for now.”
You grab his hand. “I’m sorry.”
“Why?”
“I’m sorry for all this. I don’t mean to make your job harder. Also I might be here for a long time. I’ll try not to, but I’m scared.”
“Don’t be sorry and don’t worry about me. Let’s help you right now. I can be content here all day. You’re just helping me slack off.”
You smile and wipe your tears with your free hand.
You sit in silence for about 5 or so minutes before Jason pipes up. “So why are you getting your ears pierced if you’re scared of needles?”
“People keep telling me I need to. Also I have a friend’s wedding coming up and I was told my dress needed to have earrings.” His hand is warm and huge. You really don’t want to let go.
“But if it’s causing you this much stress, who cares about earrings?”
“Most other people apparently.”
“That’s fuckin stupid.”
You laugh and finally meet his eyes.
He starts talking again. “Well what about clip-on earrings?”
“They don’t really make those much anymore. Super hard to find.” Jason looks thoughtful at that.
“Didn’t you book out the rest of my day?”
“…yeah sor-”
“Respectfully, don’t finish that sentence. My brothers ex-girlfriend makes jewelry, and I know for a fact that she makes clip-ons and fake piercings. Steph, her name is Steph by the way, used to make them for my brother before he moved in with us and was able to get them pierced. I’m 99% sure she’s home right now.”
You feel a huge weight lifted off your chest. “Seriously?”
“Yeah. How did you get here?”
“I walked from my apartment. It’s not all that far.”
“Alright well, if you’re comfortable with it, we can take my bike to go see if she can make you some if you want to go now. It’s not a walkable distance really. And don’t feel pressured to-”
“Let’s go.”
“What?”
“Let’s go. Anything to not jam a needle into my ears.”
Jason leads you by the hand to his bike and takes you back to Wayne manor. There are so many people there that barely question why you’re there. Jason walks off to go find Steph and you get nervous until a dog approaches you. A child follows shortly after.
“Titus can tell that you are upset. He is trained to help with such things.”
Jason comes back to find you with Steph in tow only to see the dog literally laying on top of you while you discuss animals with Damian.
What a weird ass fucking day, but a good one.
Part two
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softhe4rted · 10 months
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on loneliness jenny slate / japanese breakfast, posing for cars / corinne von lebusa, big glow / dadushin / alejandra pizarnik, tr. me / fka twings, home with you / avocado_ibuprofen / fiona apple, left alone / anne carson, “the anthropology of water”, plainwater / kiki smith, free fall / alejandra pizarnik, diaries
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myuniverseinabox · 3 months
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they stubbed their toe
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ok-pop-1 · 2 months
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an evening doodle of a modern!war from @linked-maze :)
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spirk-trek · 2 months
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i never had a problem with (and even kinda liked) aos until i started trying to read fanfic and every "tos" fic is secretly about chris pine and my brain has to reboot without warning
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squiddcakes · 1 month
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Going back to my roots ☁️
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emberglowfox · 9 months
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closing time
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puppyeared · 5 months
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its so hard to watch time pass when things like careers and assignments exist. what do you mean im supposed to take that seriously
#I have an assignment that was due a week ago and I really really dont want to do it. I have to but i dont want to#im probably making it worse because my brain has built a wall around it so now i can’t do literally anything else until thats done. but#because I don’t want to do it I’m just kinda stuck. turns out this is what they meant when they said emotional regulation is part of#exec dysfunction.. I’ll have a thought like if I get a little bit of it done now i can get it over with. I can just submit something#and then not even 5 minutes later itll be like ugh but I have to draw all the assets out. I have to write things and make spreads ugh#and its just flopping between those two things. i hate it when ppl are like well how much time do you need to work on one thing#because BOY id love to know too. I’d love to know exactly when my brain wants to cooperate with me and work around that but I cant#even my period can’t decide when it wants to punch me in the stomach. which is kinda funny in the grand scheme of things but still#its so weird im just lying on my bed thinking abt all this like damn.. the time will pass anyways no matter what I decide to do.. damn….#if I submit that assignment now and take the L I literally won’t die. it’ll just be a deduction on an assignment nobody will ask me about#I know this but I’m still stressing myself about it so my thoughts aren’t really connecting to my body. weird#maybe its because Im having a hard time looking forward to things. theres definitely a lot I should be living for but I don’t really feel#a strong attachment to it I guess? it’s been like this for a while with holidays and meeting with friends so I just don’t#I kinda figured its because im pretty passionless and its more like passing interest. but it’s not very fun when it feels like I’m going to#be living distraction to distraction for the next 70 years or so lol#idk it kind of feels like slowly bleeding out. which is funny because I actually did experience blood loss this week#had a 30 minute nosebleed and literally could not stand. also it felt like someone was pinching the back of my brain which was interesting#yapping#does this count as vent#vent#Ive just been making an oc carrd and contemplate changing my blog header for the past 3 days honestly
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mintaikcorpse · 1 month
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Me reading a fic where the person had an identidy realization that they were in he aroace spectrum and now they were figuring themselves out(I finally found something that understood me and a romance I could relate to after all these years)
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macksartblock · 1 month
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Normal Oak…. an author to me
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deadmothsketches · 1 month
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Don't feed the plants.
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“What does it mean to be a man?”
This is my first time attempting a comic… I don’t think I did a very good job, but I at least wanted to try it out because this is something I’ve wanted to share and talk about…
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I’ve been thinking a lot about my past and future recently, especially as it revolves around my identity… and my health.
I never thought I’d make it to 20, especially not in the environment I grew up in. But I did it. I made it.
You can make it, too. Despite the things you hear, despite the way you’re treated. If you’re true to yourself, if you’re honest, if you’re able to come to terms with who you are… it’s because, somewhere, deep down, you want to live. You want to be happy.
So do that.
My transformation and transition was about survival so that I could see a day in which I was happy and comfortable and content, despite what I’ve been told and what has been done to me. I deserve it. I’m worth it.
I’m excited to be able to someday find that in myself and believe it a hundred percent.
I’m excited to live and finally feel alive.
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scaredy-draws · 3 months
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You had so much to do, and I have nothing ahead of me.
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New icon spotted
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spiralhigh · 1 year
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this is like a year old and super out of character bc i only drew it to blow off steam but i still like how it came out so
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crippledasinfuckyou · 2 years
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calling someone childish for symptoms of a developmental disability is in fact ableism and if you do it you should never speak again
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