Mi Buena Amiga Escribió Un Libro, Se Está Publicando En Wattpad Por El Momento.

The moment you realized everything you do is worthless. That your friends already did it, so if you do it, it's just a copy, stealing an idea.

The moment you realize you really have no talent, no amazing thing about yourself that you can show everyone, while your friends all always say how amazing the other friend is.

The moment you realize you'll never achieve your goals because you need to be good at something you're not, because you lack an ability, because the more you try to learn, the more you get tired of even trying.

*-* Warriors Society on Winter Festivities (?

Rai/Hakan: Here's a fun Christmas idea. We'll hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to fight whoever else is underneath.

Callan: We are not doing that

Jane/Eclipse: Mistlefoe

Callan: Jane, no...

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James/Blackbird: Last year for Christmas, I asked Santa for the sexiest person alive. I woke up in a box.

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Malowe/Parallel: I wanna get run over

Olive/Pandora: aww come on, it's Christmas! Get in the spirit!

Malowe: I wanna get run over by a reindeer?

--------------------------------------------- Cheis: Dear Santa, I've been good this year...

Cheis: Most of the year...

Cheis: Once in a while...

Cheis: Nevermind, I'll buy my own stuff.

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Assana/Shade: What's that Christmas song that is like "the lease knobby dot"

Assana: It's Spanish

Samantha/Black Arrow: Are you serious?

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Mike/Sound Road: Christmas gets so much harder as you get older

Mike: "What do you want for Christmas?" I don't know?

Mike: Financial Security? A stable job?

Marcel/Compass: A nap would be nice.

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Jim Bullock: Christmas is canceled

Jared/Poison: You can't cancel a holiday

Jim: Keep it up, J and you will lose New Year's

Jared: What does that mean

Jim: Assana, take New Year's away from Jared

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Honorable mention to our diseased partners

Casper/Lightningale: I panic when people compliment me

Casper: what the heck am I supposed to say?

Aria/Blue Lantern: Great job at training, Cas!

Casper: *panicking* Merry Christmas!

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I think that was everyone.

Happy Holidays

Tim: What do you call one piece of corn

Jason:…Corn?

Tim: A unicorn.

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Mike/Sound-Road: at least i'm gonna die doing something i love

Olive/Pandora: and that is?

Mike:

Mike: dying

Inspiración

La creatividad me pesa.

Despiertan tantas ideas que no puedo plasmar.

Y plasmo ideas a medias que nunca llegaron a mas.

Me siento pesada.

Con tantas ideas y tan poca habilidad.

Necesito tiempo y organización.

En ocasiones siento que tengo todo el tiempo del mundo

Pero otras siento que todo se me viene encima

Tengo tanto en la cabeza y tan poco tiempo.

Quiero hacerlo todo y a la vez no puedo hacer nada

Incluso si la inspiración vaga por mi mente no puedo expresarlo

Las dudas asaltan mi cabeza.

Se responden solas o simplemente mueren ahí.

La inspiración me llega diario.

Y a todas horas.

Sooooo I drew some quick fanart for Zoeleo’s amazing fic: The Many Deaths of Jason Todd, which is one of my favorites fanfics ever. It makes me laugh just as much as it makes me cry, it’s ongoing and great and I screech everytime i see it’s been updated, 10/10 check it out

I had a breakdown, and I'm not writing it here so I can take your pity, it won't solve my life my passing problems, or even my undiagnosed depression. I'm here only to vent because I have no one to talk to and I feel like the more I keep it in the faster I will explode.

I had a breakdown, i started crying in the middle of my mom's living room, realizing how different I was from when I left this home two years ago, and suddenly, everything started to feel more real.

I cried the tears I had kept hidden behind my eyelids back when I had to apologize to my supposed friends for being bad at jokes, for acting cold with them, for being dramatic, for being too much, for being who I am and who I thought I had lost back in those two years of seclusion. I had to embarrass myself, to beg for a little attention from them because it seemed like they fed from it. They enjoyed ignoring me just so I could go crawling back to them. I apologized for not being able to be handled with.

Every single day I come to realize just how narcissistic they have been, how much they've broken me. How many things do I have to suffer to keep calling them my friends?

First and time I apologize for being myself, especially to people who joke about suicide every single day

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Parallel: i've done a lot of dumb stuff

Scorpion, Jim Bullock: i witnessed the dumb stuff

Callan: i recorded the dumb stuff

Black Arrow, Hakan: i joined you in the dumb stuff

Shade and Poison: i TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF

Hey not sure if the mirage in that last post you made is referring referring an OC, but in dc canon mirage aka Miriam Delgado is a shapeshifter who sexually assaulted dick grayson by impersonating starfire, who was his gf at the time.

Here's a link to a reddit post with the panels: https://www.reddit.com/r/comicbooks/comments/5qqz7l/that_time_dc_slutshamed_nightwing_after_he_was/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share

Shit, I didn't knew about that. Sorry

Think I may change the name of that character and try to not commit that mistake again.

Thanks for the info ._.

Terrors of Gotham

Prologue

Log #59

My name is Jane Pasley Todd, also known as the vigilante Eclipse. I have worn this mantle since I returned from the dead (a few years ago now) and have never doubted this identity until now.

My team has begun to act in strange ways. Although my position as leader was democratically elected, many have begun to ignore my orders even if it means endangering the lives of others. They have started to become even more stubborn than they already were in the beginning, I am glad they are sticking to their ideals, but not when it could wipe them all out.

Angie, my cousin, says I should let someone else take over, as she has begun to notice signs of anxiety and lack of control over my shadow, but I don't trust the team to adapt quickly to the new leadership, especially when we are in such critical times.

My brother doubts that Angie's intentions are the right ones. Although to be honest, he has never trusted her, as has Assana. But he says that as long as Richard has his eye on her, he won't say anything to the rest. Apparently, he's the only one who still keeps his trust in me.

Arthur starts to pull away from me and try to fight over any measly thing that happens. He urges violence at the worst times. The same thing starts to happen with Andrea and Henry, although from the latter I understand it, his powers are enhanced by anger. But from her I would never have imagined it, of course, her character has changed over time, copying some of the reactions of the rest of our companions as soon as she left the orphanage and felt much safer with us.

The reconnaissance mission in Lexcorp, Metropolis, went better than expected. We managed to gather even more information than expected. Unfortunately, the second part had to be postponed at the suggestion of Casper and Oswald. Between the three of us, we started thinking about possible rescue team members.

Shade has not notified me if she has any plans to settle permanently in Gotham. This simply means that even she doesn't know if there's anything behind this whole mess.

End of Log for Pentagon.