Koriand'r In Titans #3

Women in Mexico disappear.

Today is a historic day in my country, we’re fed up with gender violence in Mexico. They’re killing us. Picture this, you can’t walk outside your own house because you fear the worst, you fear that your clothes are too revealing, you fear that you’re too alone, you fear that you’re walking the wrong streets. Day after day you wake up to the news of another feminicide. They’re killing us. You see it, you hear it, you fear it. What if I’m the next one? You’re always wondering. They’re killing us. 

10 women are killed every day, only because they’re women. And it doesn’t matter where we are, what we’re wearing, who we are. It’s not our fault, because they keep killing us. 

If we keep up at this rate? What’ll be of us? 

Yesterday we marched. 

(None of the pictures are mine) 

 “I march because I’m alive and I don’t know until when.” 

“Today, all our voices aren’t together because, from death, one can’t scream.” 

“We’re not hysteric, we’re historic.” 

“Mom, if you don’t find me, look up for me in the stars.” 

Yesterday we screamed. We flourished. 

“Mom, don’t worry, today I’m not alone in the streets.” 

Our monuments bled to represent us. 

We screamed. 

But not today, today march 9th 2020. We silenced ourselves. 

Today, we disappeared. No social networks, not a single woman in the streets, not a single woman working, not a single woman studying, not a single woman at any store.

What would Mexico be without us? If you don’t want us in the streets, fine we’ll disappear.

Without us, you’ll collapse. 

Mexico woke up with no women ticket-sellers in the subway stations, no women tellers at the bank. 

No women’s column on the newspapers. 

No women at their jobs. 

No women at school. 

No women on the streets.

Mexico woke up with no women. 

We can’t accept what we can’t change, but we will change what we can’t accept. 

We are angry, and we will rise. Because without us, you’re nothing. 

"we need more angry, traumatized female characters" you guys could barely handle katara

The past few days I have figured out that I don't really wanna put any label on my identity other than aromantic and asexual. For me it only goes as far as the feelings and lack thereof and everything else is just me being a person. Labels are meant to be tools to help us understand ourselves but for me the more specific the label is the less it works

So what you’re telling me..

This boy, who is literally 3 apples tall..

Turned into this giant!?

I don’t believe it.

Ignore Gotham war mess go read DC's Ghouls Just Wanna Have Fun #1 we got Dick and Jason team up

REDRAWING ICONIC JASON TODDS PART 2:

Gotham by gaslight

Tim/Dick/Jay are on screen for literal seconds but I love them all So Much.

I redesigned his outfit a bit because I wanted him in a fluffy jacket and boom. Little Jay

“This is our family now. Making something here. Taking something back from Gotham.”

“Make something else. Something better.”

Tim: Welcome to this meeting of the Wayne family middle child club. Shall we get started?

Jason: Why are you in charge of this club? Im the first middle child, I should be in charge.

T: I'm in charge because you're in charge of the dead robin club. Plus as basically the middlest mild child I think I'm more qualified.

Steph: When did we vote on who was in charge?

T: STEPH!?! Why are you here, you're not even legally one of Bruce's kids?

S: but since you all consider me family I think I belong here.

J: Agreed

Duke: how often do you guys have meetings like this?

Cass: more often than you'd think

Duke: do they all start like this?

J: Yeah pretty much

Duke: um...ok.

Dick, walking in: oh what are you guys up too?

J: NOTHING GET OUT.

Wonder Woman #800 Pride variant cover by Ted Brandt and Ro Stein

Topside and bottom. Oil and water. That’s all there is.

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