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Some Doom Patrol incorrect quotes that I made :] (pretty much all Larry and Rita oops-)

Larry: Do you take constructive criticism?

Rita: No, only cash or credit.

Larry: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.

Rita: You and me!

Larry: *tearing up* Ok.

Rita: So I got this amazing plan!

Larry: We fail almost every time you say that.

Rita: Well this is the same! But with a hamster involved.

Larry: I need life advice.

Rita, sipping Gatorade and eating cookie dough: You came to the right person.

Larry: You know I think my life has value.

Cliff: Who are you and what have you done with Larry?!

Cliff: Everybody shut up, I'm thinking.

Larry, patting them on the back: Well, don’t think too hard. I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.

It’s been days, weeks, months, years, and I still miss you, ao3. Plz baby come back to me. No but I legit had a nightmare that ao3 was shut down permanently and I woke up in tears. I’m feeling serious withdrawal symptoms. We need, like, a tumblr support group for those going through life without ao3 rn. Thank you to the volunteers who are still trying to fix ao3. I’ll marry every one of you. Thank you to the people on Downdetector who have been keeping me company. I’ll be looking forward to the ao3/y/n/downdetector fics that are sure to be created. We can all make it through this, and I’m so happy that we can do it together.

hear me out. combine Angel au with Tim Twins au.

...and the reason the bats never meet angel in person is cause he has some mobility issues.

like maybe he uses a wheelchair and/or needs braces or a cane or smth. or maybe it's like some disease that makes him unable to do strenuous activities, like pots.

idk man, it's 1 am, i brain barf first, research later.

but then they(bats + Jackson) get themselves in trouble and watch whichever-evil-bitch-is-responsable get intimidated by some kid that can't even stand properly.

like, it's joker vs Some Guy, and joker is NOT Winning. (prob not gonna go as far as joker tho)

and then Jackson is all 'this is Angel ^-^'

angel: hi. ...bye

jackson: isn't he neat? the skrungly.

and half the batfam is like 'wait they're the same age??? and probably twins??? Angel isn't some weird father figure???'

the other half of batfam: no wait, it makes sense now. i can see the whole "raised eachother" thing better having seen that. the voice changer was prob just fucking with us.

... haven't read the fic in a while so uhh mc'scuse me for inaccuracies.

MAKING MY FRIEND GROUP IN A PICREW!!!! how i see them(above) vs how they see themselves(below) first one(pink bandanna) is nora!! the eldest in our group second one(black piercings) is lou. the youngest. and last(green bandanna) is demi!! my closest friend since we were evicted from the womb lol. how they see themselves, as thus:

theyre all so beautiful ough my childrennn my belovedss

Storyboard of my college short film c:

I’m doooonnnneeee!!

Here’s ur lil man #^ ^# @thatdraggo <3

Hope u like it!!

I made him a wingless seawing who decided to build a contraption to allow him to fly! (His plane)

Im gonna do a lil challenge where I turn characters/ppl into Wof dragons! ^^ what do y’all think I should do first??

one time a brought my purse to my very religious friends house. their mom kept looking at the purse with a weird look. I didn't get why until i realized. I have a church of satan pin on my purse because i thought it was the brimstone item from the binding of isaac

Nobody:

Absolutely no one:

Definitely no one:

I'm writing a new fanfiction about Scrooge's tsundere and his beloved nephew Donald:

Im actually kinda cooking with a drawing I’m doing rn so maybe my life isn’t so bad

reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

the last one of the gore condiment bros is trapper! he also gets it but just a busted knee, it's ok (:

Also posting the rest of the art I have of him kicking about that's post worthy, two traditional and two digital: gore, 5 min paint salvage at work, trans trapper and dramatic trapper. enjooyyy

flowers

OH MY WRITING CRISIS THANK GOD FOR CTRL+ Z I THOUGHT I LOST MY SUMMARY AND NEARLY KILLED MYSELF

lil comic + oc showcase Wjegwjebjdvej AAAAA

EPITHET ERASED ANIMATIC

OC X CANON

Song - Dance With Me by Topline Addicts

Epithet Erased - JelloApocalypse

Animatic - Me

EPITHET ERASED OC

This is my Epithet Erased OC ... Yeah :)

This fabulous man is Desert Race!! He's from Longshot (kinda like the Las Vegas counterpart of the EE world) and is used to living lavish and being an ass-ish B)

He gets better, though (with time).

Also he's a Mundie

Some doodles down here

Yeaaahhhh that's it for now bye bye :3

2019

So guys, in less than an hour, it's gonna be 2019 (in my country). Oh and also tomorrow, I'm going back to school after 6 weeks of school holidays. That is the reason why I'm so active in Tumblr this past few weeks.

This is gonna be the first term and I'm gonna be in Form 3 or known as 9th grade. This year also I will have this big exam called PT3, that will show me where can I go in Form 4. You don't have to understand this part bc honestly I actually don't understand it too.

So, I wanna make some new year's resolutions bc why not. Every year I did it and not all of it I achieved but you know it's just for fun. Okay this year's resolutions are gonna be:

Get good results on PT3

Grow taller (I don't wanna be shorty anymore, at least 170 cm or more)

Become more confident

Try to be more sociable (like hell, it's going to work)

Try controlling my anxiety and self conscious.

Idk get thinner, maybe thicker?

Become prettier (again, how is thatgoing to work)

Have more TRUE friends

And that's it, I guess......

Blond people

The first time that England hated blond people was also the first time that he hated himself. He was running, trying to catch his brothers and he wondered "is this the meaning of family?" "helplessly trying to be loved?". He got his answer hours later when they try to drown him for the first time. That is when he saw it. His reflection on the river. He saw his green eyes, his pale skin and his blond hair. He saw everything that he wasn't and everything that he should be. And then he hated himself. And then he blamed himself. He blamed on himself that his brothers didn't love him, he blamed on himself that he could never have a family, he blamed on himself that his mother always looked at him pity. And then he hated his brothers. And then hated what it meant to live.

The demon king and Barbatos are dating behind everyone's back

They were dating before Diavolo was born but had to break up because Dk had to choose between his Barb and his wife, he choose his wife

After she died and Diavolo was born Dk tried to go back to Barbatos but my he wasn't having any of that drama

But despite this Barbatos still kept in contact with him, cause well, even if they aren't fucking they're still really close (Barbatos refused to come to the castle)

The original reason Barb came to the castle was because after eons of cock blocking Dk he finally said yes, then he met Diavolo for the first time (Diavolo still being a child at this point)

After Barbatos became Diavolo's butler Dk was confused and lowkey upset but tried to get with with him like 6 second later, to which Barbatos said no

After seeing the lowkey child neglect that was going on Barbatos decided that they probably could never be a real couple like they once were, I mean, what if they have a baby? Would Dk treat them like shit too? Even if he did, wouldn't that be fucked up for Diavolo to see?

But turns out that no was a fucking lie, cause they did end up dating actually

Anyways that's my fanfic outline, straight from the Google doc

we were never meant to be permanent

not in

mortality

so the story behind this, today, is that I got emotionally attached to a class I only have for three months ish. that's college for you.

and we came to the end of our time together today sitting around a table, slamming markers and gatorade down in a game in Portuguese I felt so content even knowing it was coming to an end even with the primal fear of someone aboard a speed train about to reach the end of the track one day, it will be permanent but not in this life I will see you all again on the other side Even if I never see you again in this mortal life

It comes down to the principle of Gatorade. That's what I call it because I remember a time when I was a kid that Gatorades were a prize. You could only obtain them by playing soccer because the other kids' soccer moms would bring Gatorade and CapriSun and all those glorious things your parents didn't get for you. Basically, you can't have one Gatorade forever. Makes sense, right?

But what if you could make a Gatorade last forever? What if you were in that one glorious moment forever? The sun shining off the thick clouds in the late golden hour, illuminating the greens and blues in the mountains around, the wind your best friend so exhilarating, the satisfaction of completing a soccer game you loved not for anything in particular other than the fact that you were outside and alive and proving yourself alive and you have a Gatorade.

Make that moment last forever. Now, what do you lose?

Years from now, you'll be at a movie night with friends. You will be scrunched between two people you love on a couch, or maybe curled cozily into a corner, or marinating in a beanbag with a super soft blanket. The movie is the greatest movie you've ever seen and it's only augmented by being cozy with true friends. One day you will finally achieve that skill you spend years trying to perfect. One day you might even learn to cook. You'll meet someone new a thousand times, then a million times. You'll even get to meet the same person again and again if you try. There will be so many people that come and go in your life. So many hobbies and loves and passions and YouTube recommendations.

You will change as a person and maybe you will be scared to. Maybe you'll long for the comfort and safety and glory of the Gatorade in the fresh air.

But if you remain there forever, you will never meet your best friend. You will never have that cozy movie night and never accomplish that tricky thing. You will never encounter so many things to love. TV show or drawing styles or color palettes or characters or songs. You're going to make an awesome PowerPoint one day. Would you give that up for the Gatorade you've already had?

As mortal beings we are confined to a timeline. Time-bound. Afterwards, though, we'll get to be whole, and let me tell you time isn't a problem for God. We'll get to remember each moment of joy we got to have down here on earth. We'll get to live each of them all at once if we want, and be with everyone we love all at once, forever, and I know I'm a mortal and probably butchering this description of what comes next because heck it I've not been there yet but that's sort of what it'll be like.

It's possible for everything we want to be permanent to be permanent in eternity. That's the point of eternity. That is not the point of mortality. The point of mortality is to do many things, experience many things, keep moving.

(As for the loved ones who stay in your life? They change, too, and that's beautiful.)

We were never meant to be permanent in mortality. The permanence comes later.