Making a shitty one-page RPG called Oh Shit It’s the Killer. The premise is simple: you’re a high schooler spending the weekend in the woods with your besties. The Killer is there also. He is trying to the Kill you
if they mean intimacy like emotional support and care, yes, because everyone does. if they mean intimacy as in "men are entitled to sex and treating their wives/girlfriends/whatevers as mothers", NO. that is all
ya’ll were really gonna let me live my life in ignorance thinking mr. rogers was straight???
little rant under the cut about mental illnesses and people being dumb
one of my least favourite things in the world is people who use mental illnesses as insults. "i dont like them so theyre a narcissist" is one, not a thing, two, not an insult. thats a personality disorder, not something to be used to hurt someones feelings. same thing as using gay as an insult but, for some reason, significantly more socially acceptable. being narcissistic, bipolar, schizophrenic, or anything of the sort is not an insult, its just putting down people who are mentally ill. genuinely it just infuriates me.
the amount of time that i spend thinking about my characters while also doing absoloutely nothing to advance their story is ASTOUNDING
friendly reminder to read martin niemöller's "first they came" and stay self aware
the fact that, in the text post, bruce is the one slipping through dick's fingers kills me. bruce wont be young forever because hes not immortal or invincible, but dick's so not used to thinking like that. ouchie
*plays slipping through my fingers by ABBA*
This was made for this tumblr post I made a while ago.
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he/him, artist, writer, heavily hyperfixated on dc (specifically the robins rn), traumatized and has the attention span and general inflection of a small insect thats been stepped on. enjoy
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