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I can't stop thinking about the dichotomy of the Long Quiet and the Shifting Mound: specifically, the metaphor of a rock in a river.

He is a stone. A constant, unyielding force. Capable of being changed, of course- sharpened into a weapon, stacked into the walls of a prison- but entirely inert.

She is a river. Ebbing and flowing, never retaining a constant shape. The waters can be cleared, deepened, displaced momentarily, but you will not change its course by plunging a hand or a blade into it. You will not still it.

The rock is what moves the stream.

The waters meet this unyielding surface and flow around it. Their path is altered ever so slightly, but it is altered. A well-placed rock can change the trajectory of a river's flow, can be shifted to allow the waters to flow in more directions or with more power, can block it off entirely until it stills to a stagnant pool.

And all the while, changes begin to happen. Things that couldn't, had the rock not been placed. The rock's edges are smoothed and its layers peeled back to reveal glimpses of its core, while imperceptibly tiny pieces of it join the river's flow. They understand each other just a little bit better, now.

Be it a bridge, or a dam, or a reservoir, or simply a stone sitting in a stream... the fact remains that the rock met the river. Change met stagnancy, and something new was created.

here's I Hate You in action

Happy New year 2021 baby!!!!!!!

me, in kindergarten: man, the ninja turtles are so cool

me, now in my 20’s: man, the ninja turtles are so cool

Do y’all remember the

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“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.

Piggy back on this to share something personal and important

Growing up as a poc one thing you start to realize is that your parents or grandparents are not only a product of their trauma but genuinely believe that what they experience was ok/normal

Becuase they saw a certain action or were at the end of a certain action they either conditioned themselves to think it was normal or conditioned themselves so their kids never experience that

But bc it’s yk trauma they do it unconventional ways that end up hurting more then helping

Think it’s normal: Ming treated Mei the way she did because that how she was treated. It was the constant pressure of being normal that caused her to hurt her mom in her teen. Instead of addressing it she locked it up and let it fester.

Kids never experience it: Alma went through so much as a young widower that she clung onto her saving grace, the miracle. She did everything she could( protecting the candle at all cost, giving Isabela the perfect marriage) because she didn’t want her family to suffer the same life altering trauma she did

Both had love and care for their family but the way they went about it caused more hurt and harm then good

Edit: Guess I have to say this but this doesn’t apply to abusive parents. The difference is Ming and Alma LISTENED, APOLOGIZED, and worked towards FIXING their mistakes.

Sketches since the wifi is out.

Here you go, I might actually be able to do some digital art!