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Also, here are some other shit I did

“You’re such a Dick” is taken as a far more devastating insult than “you’re such a dick!”

Why? No one wants to admit it. They’re all stubborn, petty siblings. And if there’s one thing siblings hate, it’s always being compared to the other. They all spent the first half of their lives trying to live upto Dick, to be him and then spent their latter halves living as far apart.

The first time, Tim lets it slip to Jason is when they were at a warehouse, Jason checking in on everyone over the comms after a vicious gang takedown, and the amount of concern and checking up he was doing made a half-conscious and definitely concussed Tim blurt out: You’re such a Dick.

The horrified pause that followed before Jason clicked off was enough to make Tim realise the extent of damage he’d done. Red Hood spends the next two months gunfighting, taking over the underworld and dealing in shady illegal hands before he even shows up to the mansion again.

Tim got his karma though. He was entertaining people at the gala as Timothy Drake, wooing suitors and investors, turning on the charm and rizz that left everyone swooning over him and completely enamoured. He’s trying to manipulate them to donate millions to a good cause, maybe make a few powerful connections he could use when he laughs, disentangles from the crowd and gives a charismatic wink to his followers.

He pauses, refilling his drink when he hears the disapproving tut from the shadows.

“What do you want Damian.”

“Drake. What are you doing?”

“My job, trying to make the best of a worse situation.”

“With those flirtatious compliments you gave? Drake, you made the mayor’s mother swoon.”

Tim shrugs.

“Not my fault they can’t resist my charms”

And then. Damian levels him with a scrutinising look, scowling before he mutters.

“You’re such a Dick.”

Tim doesn’t realise the glass has slipped from his fingers until he hears it shatter along with his mind.

Dick, god bless him, has no idea. He genuinely thinks that they’re fighting and the insults just get to them. However, he’s still confused why when he goes to check on them they refuse to make eye contact with him, and then disappear off the face of the planet.

Just a lil something I did for media arts

rise raph but he's built like kingpin from spiderverse

If you want some, oh, just ask us

Sad comic of some very old oc's

In less than a 2 week period between August and September, 6 Indigenous people were killed by police in my country.

One of them was 15 year old and he called the police because he thought he was going to be attacked by some people who were following him. He called for help, and the police showed up and shot him.

Another, a man from same nation as me was killed during a wellness check. Again, he called for help and the police shot him.

And the worst part is that none of this is new. This has been happening forever, and it's not just the cops killing Indigenous people in North America.

All over there are reservations who haven't had access to clean drinking water in years, because industry is allowed to pollute their water supply. Treaties are constantly broken, land constantly encroached on and abused. Indigenous women and 2 spirit people going missing and being murdered at alarming rates with no real attempt at investigation. Indigenous people dying alone from medical neglect and being abused in hospitals.

Next week I am going to a memorial walk for a 22 year old woman who died from medical neglect. She went to the hospital with meningitis and the doctors profiled her as a drug user because she had traditional tattoos, and apparently to them that meant she didn't deserve equal care. By the mere fact that I'm mixed my skin is lighter than hers, and that means I can get good care at a hospital when she couldn't.

It hurts, and I'm scared for the people I love.

Over and over colonial governments apologize in passing and make wordy commitments to "change" which amounts to giving us a day of remembrance and basically nothing else. That day of remembrance is today and I don't feel much more than rage right now.

If you like my work, if you've appreciated my fics or been touched in any way by my writing I would really appreciate if you would sign any of these petitions. I don't care which nation you choose to support, all need help and support to recover from the years of abuse and colonialism that continues to this day.

If you are North American, find out whose ancestral territory you are living on- odds are it's unsurrendered. Take time to understand the treaty rights of Indigenous groups in your area and acknowledge when they are broken so you can hold your representatives accountable. If there are memorial walks, healing walks or protests near you, go to them. Speak up against industrial invasions on Indigenous land and remember the names of the people who are killed or who go missing.

And the next time you hear someone saying theres only two genders tell them they're being fucking racist.

Not finished, but I think this would be a plausible scenario in which Raph actually gets angry at a brother

We should be fine as long as we do not reblog bread.