Life Might Be A Tad Rough Sometimes. But At Least I Have My Pintrest Boards, Wips, Vaguely Aesthetic

Life might be a tad rough sometimes. But at least I have my pintrest boards, wips, vaguely aesthetic Tumblr profile, and music.

Like sure, I'm frustrated. But also there is *aesthetic pretty things* for the required daily dopamine dosage.

The urge to start a whole new wip after reading a few books in a new genre...

i just heard the phrase “if you wouldn’t trust their advice, don’t trust their criticism” for the first time and i don’t think i’ve ever needed to hear anything more

sometimes younger siblings are more comfortable to show their vulnerabilities around their big brother than their dad.

this is the case for Dick and his younger brothers.

when arguments escalate between Bruce and his sons, Dick always seems to know and he just happens to be near them. there are times when his younger brothers choose to stop reasoning to Bruce because he's so difficult to get through to and he doesn't know how to handle his emotions well. so Dick steps in and says, "B, that's enough. I got this." of course, Bruce trusts Dick to take care of his younger brothers. when Bruce finally decides to stop, his younger brothers visibly relax. they can finally be vulnerable around Dick, their older brother, who they idolize and admire and love deeply.

Jason doesn't want to admit it but he's really grateful for Dick's presence when he and Bruce have their misunderstandings. Dick doesn't ask on what happened so he just suggests for Jason to teach him how to bake, or ask Jason to narrate the plot of the latest novel he's reading. Jason eventually opens up about what happened and Dick wraps his arms around Jason when he cries.

Tim barely gets enough sleep. so Dick offers his arm for Tim to sleep on. Tim is babbling about his feelings and Dick just lets him talk because Tim is not only intelligent and bright, he can be very sensitive. eventually Tim sleeps, but for only a few hours. so Dick joins him in waking up and they both talk about the latest updates at Wayne Enterprises, or usually about Tim and Kon's adventures.

Dick just usually takes Damian to the backyard of the Manor to either visit the mini barn where Damian's beloved pets are, or to just gaze at the stars when they sit on the grass. Dick is still surprised when Damian opens up. the younger boy usually leans on Dick's shoulder with Alfred the Cat on his lap, when he's becoming sleepy. so Dick listens and replies when necessary. Dick ends up carrying Damian to his room and doesn't leave his side until he wakes up.

Thinking about the fact someone I trust told me if the only reason I'm holding myself back from doing something I'm passionate about is my fear of failure then its time to do it scared.

Thinking about the fact someone I love reminded me worring about if people will judge me for my creations is a terrible reason not to tell a story I can't stop thinking about.

Thinking about the fact that they are right. Thinking about the fact that doing something you love is worth it regardless of what other people and your own doubts think.

Stopping my rambley train of thought there because I have a book to write. And I want to write it too much to listen to that voice of doubt and fear.

(meme format from @dragon-in-a-fez, I used imgflip.com to add text)

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