I want you to remember:
The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.
Ao3 is down for maintenance, time to make my own fanfic in my head and stare into nothingness for the foreseeable future 🫡
A Bill wins scenario where Bill is keeping Ford. Ford is unaware that his family is still alive (in their own little bubbles naturally) , Bill interested in keeping as pawns to get what he wants from Ford.
When he eventually reveals this news to Ford, Ford of course wants to see them. Bill wants to make a deal.
Bill offers a visit session with his family if Ford gives him one small thing that he won't miss Bill is sure.
His hand.
Ford assumes of course Bill means his literal hand. It seems like Bill's sense of humor as far as Ford knows. So he agrees to he deal.
Thing is, Bill did not mean his literal hand. More like hand in a meld of a human and a creature like Bill, marriage.
Okay but we can all agree (I think) that Dick would be Leo, Jason would be Raph and Tim would be Don, but who would be Mickey?? Like maybe Steph or Duke but idk
Dick: Man, I'm such a Leo.
Tim: You were born in December? You're a sagittarius.
Dick: The fuck is a saj of tarious? I'm talking about ninja turtles.
i invite you over to my house and while we're greeting each other at the door i turn around and yell "down boy! DOWN! NO!" and you just see a caterpillar moving very slowly across the floor toward you
Best art advice I've seen out there
How to start drawing?
Well you start with picking up a pen and a bit of paper and then you just .. um ... wait hang on I think the archives have something about this
yeah here it is
Red Hood climbs up onto a roof with the intention of watching some drug smugglers below, only to find Robin, crouched in the perfect hiding space Jason had noticed. The boy is eating fries from a curled down Batburgers bag and sipping a Riddler Shake.
Jason: What are you doing here, Boy Wonder?
Tim: Probably the same thing you are. Spying on criminals.
Jason: ...
Tim: Want some fries? They're Jokerized, just to warn you.
Jason: Why?
Tim: Kon-El got some to try the last time he sneaked into Gotham and it turns out they're really good.
Jason: No, why would you offer me fries?
Tim: I have enough to share and I can always buy more?
Jason: Why are you being nice to me?
Tim: I'm offering fries, not a kidney. Why wouldn't I?
Jason: Because of the knife to the throat or, you know, that time I beat you within an inch of your life?
Tim: ...
Jason: ...
Tim: What the fuck was your time as Robin like?
Jason: The fuck?
Tim: A mentally unstable individual violently attacked me because he was scared or mad at Batman. That's like a bi-monthly occurrence for me, minimum. At least you were really insane and want to get better now-
Jason: I never said I wanted to stop killing.
Tim: I said get better. You want to be in control of yourself instead of being all Lazarus crazy, right?
Jason: Yes. But that doesn't mean I won't kill.
Tim: That's still wanting to get better. You think half the rouges who rotate through Arkham are actually trying to get better by even that much?
Jason: No.
Tim: Me, either. So that makes you an improvement over the usual. Plus, you know, the trauma from being murdered and all.
Jason: That's not an excuse to attack a kid.
Tim: No, but it's an explanation, which, again, is better than the usual. And you're showing signs of genuine remorse. That's huge around here. How often do we get that?
Jason: Anyone ever tell you your standards are kinda fucked up?
Tim: They'd have to pay closer attention for that.
Jason: Fucking what?
Tim: Doesn't matter. It's not like you're going to talk to anyone and even if you did, who'd believe you?
Jason: ...
Tim: So, you want some fries?
Jason: Yeah, sure.
Jason: These are good.
Tim: Right?
Jason: Is this nori?
Tim: Uh-huh; with paprika, kosher salt, and msg. I think there might be something else in there, but I haven't been able to place it.
Jason: Potato starch.
Tim: Oh, that makes sense.
Jason: I am definitely Jokerizing my fries from now on.
Tim: Try them with the Riddler Shake, too. The mint really compliments them.
Jason: I'll do that.
Tim: Wait. Doesn't that guy work for Black Mask?
Jason: Yes, he does.
Tim: So...want to pull a World's Finest?
Jason: What?
Tim: You know, a team-up?
Jason: You-? Fucking- You know what? Sure. Let's pull a World's Finest. *under his breath* Little freak.
'ao3 needs a like and dislike button'
what you need, my algorithm-rotten minded friend, is a grip
I feel like a lot of people, especially fanfic writers, miss the fact that Stephanie's trauma is so much more than an abusive father. Her trauma is not only that her father used to lock her in the closet when she was a child, but also that it most likely happened several times in the presence of her mother who was too scared to help her, or came home after her father had already left and did not hear Stephanie's screams because she was Too high from drugs. Her trauma is not only from Batman telling her to go home, but from him actively isolating her from Tim and Cass, telling them not to go near her. Her trauma is not only from the fact that she became pregnant and had to give up the baby, but also from the fact that the baby's father, who was several years older than her, was not around, and had the courage to show up later and suggest that they get back together. Her trauma is not only that the father of her baby was an asshole, but also that she was probably pushed into this relationship out of complete desperation for love and recognition that she didn't get from anyone she knew, and there was no one around who cared enough and was mature enough to push her away from him. Her trauma is not only that she "died", but also the blame for the gang war that broke out because of her actions, the fact that she was pushed out of her normal life for two years, the physical torture (some of which is heavily implied to be sexual) that caused her "death". Her trauma is not just that no one in Batfam thought she was capable of being a hero, but that no one thought she was capable of anything, including her teachers and the kids at her school, who all judged her by her father. Every adult who might have seen something in her turned out to be either a complete bastard (like her gymnastics coach) or didn't have the time, ability, or desire to become her mentor (like Dinah, Selina, or Helena). Her trauma is so much more than "her dad was a villain" her trauma is that she is a failure of the system, that no one ever cared enough, that her dad affected every part of her life even if he had nothing to do with it.