I Don't Like A Lot Of My Old Art But I Kinda Like This One. I Feel Like I Could Probably Remake This

this aged. i’m not sure if it aged like fine wine or milk. but it aged.

today i bring you teruko, tomorrow, who knows….

You weren’t sure how it started — maybe he complained one too many times about looking “fuzzy” in his selfies, or maybe you were just bored and holding tweezers — but somehow, Dick Grayson ended up in a chair in the middle of the Batcave, letting you shape his eyebrows.

You stood between his legs, brows furrowed in focus, one hand gently holding his jaw to keep him still while the other went to work.

“Don’t move,” you warned him. “I swear to God if you flinch and I ruin your arch, I’m shaving them off completely.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he whispered dramatically, eyes fluttering closed — but then he puckered his lips into a stupid exaggerated kissy face.

You paused.

He opened one eye, grinning.

“Stop,” you muttered, biting back a smile.

Another kissy face. He leaned slightly forward like he was begging for a smooch.

“Dick.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re gonna get a tweezer in the eye.”

“I’m just saying,” he smirked, “you’re holding my face so tenderly. It’s giving ‘lover grooming his war-torn boyfriend’ vibes.”

You sighed, plucking another hair. “More like ‘tired nurse dealing with delusional patient.’”

“Ouch. But accurate.”

You stayed focused, trying not to laugh as he made another kissy face, this time with a wink. His hands were on your hips now, not trying to pull you closer, just resting there — warm, casual, intimate.

“Seriously, you’re going to mess me up,” you said, biting the inside of your cheek.

“You mess me up every day,” he whispered.

You pulled the next hair extra hard.

“OW—OKAY, I DESERVED THAT.”

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the small things he does pt. 2

w/ jamil, trey, vil, jade, rook & malleus

part one

jamil knows each one of your habits, even the ones you think he doesn't, he does. his observance knows no end, he's always taking in information and storing it in parts of his mind that he can flip through like a filing cabinet. he can tell when you're overthinking something, or not thinking enough solely because he knows what to look for. he uses his observance against you sometimes, you simply can't hide anything from him. (stupid jamil and his educated guesses.)

trey shows up to the ramshackle dorm once a week with a small tray of desserts. it took him no time to realize which ones you'd set your sights on first; he starts bringing more of it, claiming 'there was extra' with a shrug. you knew it wasn't extra, ace, deuce, and hell, even grim wouldn't let a tray of trey's delicate sweets go to waste. you know he fought them off with a figurative stick to get them here untouched.

vil watches every ridiculous video you send him on magicam and reacts to the one or two he actually finds funny. he'll always reply to the cheesy relationship posts you send but he won't ever tell you about the small smile that graces his gorgeous features, no matter the attempts to suppress them. (rook caught him blushing lightly once and almost had his personal collections cursed.)

jade invites you to the mostro lounge under the guise that he's in need of help, but you quickly figured after the second visit upon jade's request that he is, in fact, perfectly fine and in need of no help, nor is the lounge in any dire need of an extra server. he just wanted you around. (an extra set of eyes on floyd never hurt anyone, either..)

rook uses your face as a makeup palette, "this is la roi du poison's new collection, you must let me try them out!" so you're sat in front of his vanity, face mismatched in foundations and blushes until rook finds your colours and shade matches, gushing about vil's inclusivity for all skin types and the coverage for such a small amount of product. you're left looking a little silly with a few incorrectly matched shade swatches on your cheek and neck but whatever makes the huntsman happy.

malleus leaves small flowers on the front step of ramshackle dorm before you know who he is, when he's still horton to you. you've never been able to catch who's leaving them, they're gone just as quick as you heard the rustling outside. when you're actually acquainted by name after the SDC he continues to leave colourful flowers on your doorstep, this time with a note, signing his actual name, inviting you along a walk occasionally.

heart eyes for my underrated jamil viper

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I fucking hate that the general response to RFK Jr's eugenist take on autistic people is "autistic people do pay taxes, autistic people do work, autistic people do date!"

Some autistic people don't and that shouldn't make them less worthy of life. Some autistic people do need constant help and support and that shouldn't make them less worthy of life.

Once again we're falling in the right wing trap of :

They make a hateful, fascist statement

Instead of focusing on the fact that it is hateful and fascist we try to show them that they are factually wrong

We throw our own allies and the most vulnerable of us under the bus in the process

We legitimise an only slightly less hateful, fascist view as we go

They have completed their goal of making us accept the still hateful, fascist second version, hurrah. What a victory.

Right now what we're getting to with that is that autistic people who can work and pay taxes are okay, and the others aren't. Fuck this shit.

Same thing happens with the people who are being deported ("they have a visa!", "they didn't even have a criminal record!" -> even if they didn't have a visa, even if they did have a criminal record, deporting them and detaining them in what's essentially a concentration camp wouldn't be okay, you absolute tools of fascism.)