Bug || 22 they/them || pure chaos + lots of neurodivergent and Batman shit
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The “getting it done in an unconventional way” method.
The “it’s not cheating to do it the easy way” method.
The “fuck what you’re supposed to do” method.
The “get stuff done while you wait” method.
The “you don’t have to do everything at once” method.
The “it doesn’t have to be permanent to be helpful” method.
The “break the task into smaller steps” method.
The “treat yourself like a pet” method.
The “it doesn’t have to be all or nothing” method.
The “put on a persona” method.
The “act like you’re filming a tutorial” method.
The “you don’t have to do it perfectly” method.
The “wait for a trigger” method.
The “do it for your future self” method.
The “might as well” method.
The “when self discipline doesn’t cut it” method.
The “taking care of yourself to take care of your pet” method.
The “make it easy” method.
The “junebugging” method.
The “just show up” method.
The “accept when you need help” method.
The “make it into a game” method.
The “everything worth doing is worth doing poorly” method.
The “trick yourself” method.
The “break it into even smaller steps” method.
The “let go of should” method.
The “your body is an animal you have to take care of” method.
The “fork theory” method.
The “effectivity over aesthetics” method.
you can always give your blorbos mobility aids btw . you can always make them disabled its always morally correct
The funniest thing about Jason’s “no dealing to kids” rule is that generally the age threshold for weed and other hard substances is 21, and Jason did his whole insane plot at nineteen. Meaning, he technically falls into the category of “off limits”
Hello!! I have so many names but you can call me Bug! I’m a system so may also be amber or Alex or sky or Willow but they don’t tend to use their own accounts/blogs. Been on Tumblr over a decade now and accidentally deleted my OG blog so I’m starting over here.
Agegre blog is @smolkoifish and unapologetically nsfw one is @kinkykoifish
Im Cree and 22 years old. I gave up on gender ages ago and am too traumatized to figure out sexuality but definitely queer af. Any pronouns work I like trying out new ones but they them are always safe
I’m a writer, artist, Batman nerd, mobility aid user, drag performer, scare actor, irl FSSW trying to get out, OSDD system, Age regressor just overall chaos incarnate
And because I see other people with these in their bios More shit wrong with me includes
H-EDS | POTS | Chronic Fatigue | MS
BPD | CPTSD | ADHD | Autism | OSDD | OCD | and unspecified Paranoia and Psychosis
Usually I post miscellaneous fandom shit including my own writing (you can find me on ao3 at nevertickleasleepinggay) lots of comics, anime and cartoon shit mainly Batman and mha (dabihawks my beloved) also zelda/linked universe some atla, voltron, yuri on ice pls do not expect any consistency here lmao
Oh and uhhh DNI if,,, MAP, Trump supporter, transphobic/homophobic, white supremacist, Zionist, if you see age regression as sexual (I don’t mean kink that’s its own thing and I don’t judge much, but if you sexualize my trauma response? or a systems littles? I- can’t even make a threat just bad no don’t. block me now) probably other stuff just don’t be a dick?
i don’t fuck with people who make fun of people for their financial/social/job status (or lack of).
if you shit on people for being drug addicts then just know that i hate you.
if you're a recovering addict, i want you to know you're doing good.
you didn't use today? you're doing good. you used recently and you're still recovering? you're doing good. you sought support today? you're doing good. you practiced harm reduction? you're doing good. you want to relapse and haven't? you're doing good. you're getting involved, even if others are doing more? you're doing good. you're resting today? you're doing good. you're alive? you're doing good.
this shit takes time. you have spent a considerable amount of time doing harmful things to yourself, or others. you're not going to change overnight. all you can reasonably do is get through the day, adding as much good to your life/the lives of others as you can. it doesn't matter what happened yesterday, or what's going to happen tomorrow.
all you have is this moment, and if you're on the path of recovery... you're doing good. this is your story. not someone else's. not some idealized version of yourself. it's yours, just as you exist, right now. that's all you have, and all you need.
keep going. you got this. i'm glad you're here (and so is everyone else who interacted with this post).
Bee and Puppycat is like something out of a psychedelic Adventure Time Lofi fall beats stream with the most obscure random humor
I love it
stupid sketch since i hadn't seen anyone do this meme for this show :3
happy pride everyone!!
idk why people photoshopped the crying cat meme on this pic when the unedited version is so powerful
Jason should have come back to the manor post-lazarus pit and revealed himself as Jason Todd but not told the rest of the family that he’s also Red Hood. can you imagine how fucking funny that would be.
Nightwing: honestly! my family is fucking INSANE! i swear the only good one is my little brother, he died and came back and decided to ditch the vigilante life.
Red Hood: oh shit really?
Nightwing: honestly probably the smartest one out of all of us, he’s reading in bed while we’re all out here on stakeouts!
Red Hood: interesting. tell me more about how this brother is the best of all of you.
~
Red Hood: so what are you guys getting the smart handsome not-vigilante brother for Christmas?
Nightwing, Red Robin, and Robin:
~
Batman: now i need all of you to have an equal share in the clean up-
Red Hood: yeah sorry, you aren’t MY dad, so i’m gonna dip. have fun cleaning!
the funniest part is when Dick and Tim decide that since Red Hood and Jason are so similar and Red Hood CLEARLY seems to like what he hears about Jason, that they should try to set the two up.
Jason, calling Roy at 4am: i need you in Gotham within the next hour so you can dress up as Red Hood and we can pretend that I’m sleeping with myself.
Roy:
Roy: i’m gonna get caught sneaking out of your bedroom with lipstick on your helmet
Jason: this is gonna be the funniest thing we’ve ever done.
I actually need some fanfic, where Bruce and Jason are in the middle of some argument, and a casual (and a well-practiced with Dick before) sentence leaves his mouth, something along the lines "How old do you think you are?!", meaning that he is acting childishly. And because Jason is irritated, and his tongue runs loose in his anger, he screams back that he is nineteen, and Bruce just freezes, because... Oh. Jason is nineteen. He is a fucking kid - his kid - that lost years of his teenhood, and was forced back without anyone giving him a space to catch up, with everyone else already treating him like an adult... When he isn't.
Its about to be real lucrative to be a snitch. Guard your information. And guard your friends information.
reminder that digital libraries aren’t owned, also why pirating digital content is a necessity
Damian gets into trouble at school a lot and every time the principal calls up one of Damian’s family members to come in and deal with the latest issue Bruce has to scramble around whatever crime-problem they’re swamped with at the time to get either him or Dick or Alfred down to the school, but sometimes they just can’t and have to let the principal know that nobody can come, except the principal makes a big stink about SOMEBODY having to show up for this kid, and so to avoid looking neglectful Bruce reluctantly agrees and says somebody will be down there soon.
Damian’s principal watches as this 200+ pound brick shit-house of a guy casually wanders into the school with the most menacing glare on his face as he sips from a starbucks cup, slings his other hand into the pocket of his leather jacket, ignores her completely to turn to Damian and go ‘fuck’d you do now?’
‘fighting.’ Damian responds, looking slightly proud, sitting straight up in his seat. brick shit-house man sticks his bottom lip out and nods consideringly.
‘opponent get a hit on you?’
‘of course not. i used that move you showed me when i was four. executed it perfectly.’
brick shit-house man nods again in approval, sticking out his cup. ‘nice. you get the rest of my oreo frappe as a reward.’
Damian takes the drink and sips it delicately, preening under the guys praise. the kid Damian had been called in for fighting, of whom had been whining about how Damian should be suspended for his actions, had grown nervously silent at the sight of the frankly massively intimidating man, as had his equally vocal mother. brick shit-house man doesn’t grant them a glance, instead looking at the principal.
‘so can we go now? i was in the middle of an interrogation when Bruce called.’
hesitating slightly, the principal asks who this man is, in relation to her student.
‘none of your fucking business.’
ok then. after double checking that Damian was ok with leaving with the man, there wasn’t much she could do but say yes and hope her acquiescing would save her from the weight of his glare. as they leave, she hears Damian innocently ask if he could aid with the interrogation, being as he was now free for the afternoon.
‘are you kidding? Bruce would hate me if i let you near that shit.’ a beat. ‘so yeah but like don’t fuckin tell him.’
the next time Bruce Dick or Alfred can’t make it down to the school on short notice, the principal assures them they can reschedule.
Bruce, high on pain meds: i need to- you all have to listen. you deserve to know. You’re all old enough now.
Dick: this is gonna be good
Tim, grinning: what do we need to know?
Bruce: one of you is adopted,
The kids:
Bruce, tearing up: and im SO sorry, but i just- i can’t remember who-!
Jason, gleefully: I’LL REMIND YOU- *mouth covered by Dick*
Bruce: *sobs and then passes out*
The kids:
Jason, shoving Dick off him: GET- off me! wake him up we have to tell him it’s Damian
Damian: ME!?
Jason, looking for somebody else to fuck with now Bruce is down: you look the least like him- I mean come on, those twig arms,
Jason, pointing at a passed out Bruce: you are NOT the father.
Steph: *chokes on a wheeze*
Damian, incredulous: are you- DUKES BLACK
Duke: what and you’re white? don’t fucking start this shit kid
Damian, drawing his katana: i will not have my inheritence questioned like this-
Duke, warningly: *starts glowing*
Jason: *starts filming*
Dick: oh god… Bruce is gonna wake up to Damian in the hospital. what are we gonna tell him?
Tim, eating popcorn: i dunno about you but i’m gonna tell him he got high and started a race war to see how much he panics.
in the background, Duke: *shoots Damian into the side of the wall*
Damian: *leaps back with a war cry*
Jason, looking at his phone: oh you think telling him is gonna make him panic? i’m saying it on twitter and letting him find out through WE getting boycotted
Dick:
Dick: arguably worse than trying to make him kill the joker but ok
Tim: now hold up man i work there too-
People mischaracterising cass as the most perfect most well behaved child ever is so funny to me like that’s literally Crashout Cain right there
anyway top 5 Cassandra Cain Crash outs (in no particular order, also may not be top 5 just the ones I can think of rn and they’re all from batgirl 2000)
when she saw someone shoot and kill one of his own guys and got so mad at him she stopped his heart so he would know what it felt like to die
When she woke up in the ambulance after getting the shit beat out of her by lady shiva and jumped out of the moving ambulance, crashed into a police car then went to go fight shiva again with like 4x the amount of injuries she had the first time (all while shirtless btw because her shirt got shredded when she threw herself at the police car)
When Steph died and she spent the entire rest of her run crashing out every 5 seconds (I can’t give all the examples rn but it’s basically just all the batgirl 2000 comics after no mans land)
when she got kicked into a barrel of illegal drugs then proceeded to hallucinate her friends and family saying mean things to her and also the devil and angel on her shoulders fighting, the devil one then she crashed out and beat up all the drug gang members then when nightwing showed up she kicked him through a window
when she decided that she had to fight the joker to prove herself as batgirl so broke him out of prison and when she couldn’t read his body language she called him boring then beat the shit out of him when he dropped his guard
There are way more than this btw, everyone in the batfam is a certified crash out but Cass isn’t recognised as much as she should be and that should be changed. Crashout Cain 2025 everyone!!
Anyway hope we get some epic new crash outs in batgirl 2024!!
to reintroduce Jason to the world Bruce decides to just mysteriously announce that he’s adopted a new son and will introduce him at the next Wayne gala. all of Gotham is buzzing about the new child Bruce is gonna appear with. Jason cries from laughing.
Gothamite: what the. what
Bruce, grinning ear to ear, hand on Jason’s shoulder: this is my new son!
Gothamite: he’s not new.
Dick: well, repurposed.
Bruce: i don’t know what you’re all talking about! son, introduce yourself!
Gothamite: he’s not- you already- i thought this one was dead?!?
Jason, completely straight faced: hello, my name is Todd, Todd Jason.
Gothamite:
Tim, tiredly to Damian: and this is why we don’t let B and Jay make important decisions after they’ve shared 3 bottles of wine.
Someone tell me how I’m supposed to live on knowing that it might never get better at all
Haha yasss
Fuck yeah it has
A small thought for disability pride month... There's a stereotype/myth/common perception that mental health meds make people's art worse. Sometimes, it's portrayed as people being incapable of making art at all. Other times, they simply don't have anything interesting to say now that they're "happy." Some people even avoid going on meds because they worry about not being able to make art.
I want to share some pages of a comic I made during a manic episode, before I was on any proper medication.
I think this comic is very interesting, very raw and unique, but this was my attempt to be understood by other people. I made this art thinking that other people would know exactly what I meant by it. I thought this was incredibly clear, that it would communicate everything I was going through and had experienced without any ambiguity. When people didn't react how I wanted, when they couldn't parse it in the way I intended, it hurt me. Here was my best attempt to be understood, and I remained alone.
Now I'll show some comics I made after being on a mood stabilizer/antipsychotic.
You can say what you like about the artistic merit of it compared to that raw, abstract work I made before, but what matters to me is that I was actually able to connect to other people through this art. When I showed this work to people, their reaction was in line with what I intended. They saw part of me. I made it to show a side of myself I was incapable of expressing without art, and when people read it, they actually saw that side of me.
Without medication, I was trapped in my own world. I couldn't even begin to fathom how to connect to another person because we weren't using the same vocabulary. You might be "interested" or "compelled" by my suffering, but part of that interest comes from the mystery of my delirium. No matter how unique the result, it still represented a failure of intent. Learning to make art again after exiting that delirium was difficult, but I promise you it was and is worth it.
Honestly, talking to our hallucinations is hilarious.
There's a weird figure in the dark? Dude, get off of my lawn. Go home.
We see a cat for a split second but it was never there? There goes the extradimensional cat, that's a good kitty.
We see bugs that aren't real? Besties you really gotta start paying rent to be in here!
There's weird figures darting around the corners of our vision, never clear enough to be seen? Sorry we looked at you, I totally get social anxiety!
It makes it seem less serious and lets less room for fear to creep in, because when we get afraid is really when it gets bad. "Why are you talking to yourself?" So I don't go insane actually. Deal with it.
Things you can do to help someone while they're in psychosis in a psych ward:
Bring them necessities like soap and clothing and good toothbrushes. After being forced into gowns for a while it's really nice to be able to wear something personal and comfy. It's also nice to take care of yourself when coming back to reality. When realizing you haven't washed in ages a good shower is beyond awesome
Bring things to distract them like books and magazines that suit their interests. Hospitals can be incredibly boring. They can also most certainly feel like jail. It's brutal sometimes. These places have the bare minimum and any little bit of this helps a lot
Visit to show moral support even when they can't communicate or keep their eyes open from sedation. Physical company helps a lot of the time
Accompany them for walks when permitted. Feeling the wind or seeing trees or stars after being unable to for a long time is priceless
Keep them company by calling them after visiting hours end
Gift them coffee or comfort food. They can be big sources of endorphins. Something yummy will always be yummy no matter how detached from the world you get... provided things like delusions don't get in the way
Remain calm if they lose their composure. It personally tended to help me ground myself or lessen the panic I was having. People who were reactionary to me in a negative way defeated the purpose of being around me at the time
Show good vibes. When living a mental nightmare this can help improve state of mind or even delusions and hallucinations. Like even a smile can help tons ngl
Keep patient and don't take things personally. I had my own mother and doctors yelling at me because I wasn't acting the way they liked and it made things so so much worse
Understand that someone unwell might have a long grueling road of recovery ahead of them. Best thing to do is accept them regardless of what occurs
Advocate for their personal needs such as dietary preferences
This of course is all dependent on what's allowed at the psych ward
I love going viral on tumblr.com. It’s like if you stood in a field and said some of the stupidest shit a human being is capable of and then like fifty thousand crows attacked you
advertisement should be illegal. this is based in the 3rd pillar of my belief system: leave me the fuck alone
im not christian but i do believe in the power of prayer. for this reason i keep a little homonculus in a dog crate under my bed which i have raised as a devout catholic. whenever i want something in my life to change i poke him with a stick and he clasps his grubby little paws together and starts chanting in latin. his prayers always go through because he has never known sin
There will be a lot of posts soon from people sharing how much they achieved in 2024. But in case someone needs to hear this, it's okay if the only thing you did this year was just get through it.... It's ok.