Please Help Me Raise Money

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

Gotham Skies glow Brave and Bold

When Thomas Wayne dies, everyone feels it.

It doesn’t matter that it’s late at night. It doesn’t matter that most people are asleep or that some are so hopped up on caffeine they can taste color or that some are so drunk they can barely remember if they’re wearing shoes or not.

None of it matters.

Because suddenly, without warning, every single person in Gotham, from the poorest urchin to the sleaziest mob boss to the richest philanthropist, hears a sound like a gun going off right before something snaps.

It’s like the world stops.

Suddenly, breathing is impossible, throats caught on nothing but the shocking feeling of loss. Suddenly, skin becomes freezing cold, like all the warmth has been sucked from the room. Suddenly, knees buckle and eyes shoot open and heads turn unerringly towards the same place, looking to where there is now a hollow space in countless chests.

And suddenly, everyone knows.

Thomas Wayne is dead.

Gotham’s Sky is dead.

Someone killed their Sky.

The world stands still, breaths caught and fingers freezing and Souls screaming.

And then the world burns.

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Because if DC and Katekyo Hitman Reborn! existed in the same universe, you know everyone in Gotham would have Flames and you know the Waynes would be their Skies.

Boundless Caelus, the Sky Itself made flesh and bone, God of Death, God of Peace, God of Justice, as drawn by my wonderful friend Cover_Mystic.

She's supposed to look Greco-Roman, but the hair makes her look Egyptian. Not that it matters, I love her either way :D

Spear-bearing straight

Not accurate, but funny

from now on your tumblr nickname is whatever you get from this sexual identity generator  ☆

You know, if you think about it a little strangely, then inviting a romance-repulsed aromantic to a wedding is a bit like inviting a nun to an orgy.

It’s just gonna end up with a bunch of people having a good time while getting stared at by a confused, horrified person who has no idea what is even happening or why everyone is so happy about it.

Version 2

Credit to RosaNRoss on ao3

something they don’t tell you about being autistic is that every character you write WILL end up autistic/autistic-coded whether you like it or not

Me in Minecraft and literally nowhere else

Hello! I want to notify you that I've started translating your fanfic "Treasures for a Treasure (pearls pale in your eyes)" into Russian on the Ficbook.net (Russian analogue of AO3)

I'm not sure if the link will work but it's here

I’m so sorry, I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to notice this!! D:

Thank you for the heads up and know that you have my full support in this endeavor :D That you wanna take time out of your own day to translate my silly little story makes me so happy :DD

You’ll be missed Devon, and even if it’s incomplete, your drawing still brings me so much joy.

Sometime in the summer of 2023, I asked my boyfriend at the time Devon, to draw some fan art of the goddess Mariana from Treasures for a Treasure by @thewritingdj hoping that I would be able to share it. In October of that same year, he passed away suddenly due to medical complications. It's been really hard remembering and even wanting to share his work because it was incomplete and I know he wasn't happy with the end result at the time and was redoing it. But I feel like his efforts need to be seen at the very least appreciated. I just want everyone to know that no matter what goes on in your life you will be missed. It will definitely be by your loved ones and if you don't believe that there are people that you pass by everyday who will miss your existence in your smile. Life is a very fragile thing and it's hard to see it pass. But enjoy some artwork of an amazing fanfiction that continues to make me smile.