Dick And Jason Brotherisms I'm Going So Crazy Rn

"she who hangs out a lot at cemeteries"

ive been experimenting with black shadows, so this one was fun to make

Grief.

Sun Jing the protective girlfriend being relevant as hell

From the Chinese manhua “Tamen de Gushi” by Tan jiu

I couldn’t resist the idea

Based on this:

Also, do not mind the ugly font, I was too lazy to look for the exact one djdhd

aroace jason todd coparenting baby lian alongside roy harper who is aromantic and demisexual

that’s it, that’s the post

just because i haven’t seen anyone talking about this. how do we feel robin jason nation

The Boy Wonder #2 (2024)

written by Juni Ba art by Juni Ba & Chris O'Halloran

Caped Crusaders

Doodled some shaped caped bats starting with Red, then of course had to draw the whole fam. Maybe them very simple to work as emoji/icons. Discord emoji size (128x128) under the cut. (The above are 512x512.)

If you use them and feel like helping a disabled artist out, you can buy me a ko-fi!

Happy Ace Week, everyone!! No matter where you are on the ace spectrum, you are celebrated this week! And if you are learning about asexuality, we hope that this week will prove helpful.

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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.