Sharing my hyper fixations with the world one post at a time! Polling, Posting, Ranting and recommending. Find me as Platitudinalteen on Ao3.
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HEY that's MY emotional support morally ambiguous misunderstood full of trauma touch starved yearning for love drenched in blood responsible for numerous atrocities comfort character who is TRYING & u will TREAT them with RESPECT
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Dyinggg
Bruce Wayne panicking because he walks into a WE board meeting to see a fully suited Red Hood sat at the table spinning around in a wheelie chair and CEO Tim Drake can only shrug and be like 'well he wanted to invest money'
Bruce, frantically pulling Tim aside: he is a CRIMINAL
Tim: so is like 90% of Gotham's elite. nobody else cares.
*both of them peer through the window to see literally nobody else in the meeting acting like a helmeted crime lord amongst them is any way odd. Stacy from accounting offers him a coffee and Red Hood denies politely*
Bruce: i understand him donating money, but why is he at our board meetings!??!
Tim: oh he bought like, over half our stocks. he owns 58% of the company now
Bruce:
Bruce: but thats...
Tim: yeah. more than you. Jason's the majority shareholder now.
Bruce:
Bruce: why did you let him do this
Tim: well you WANTED him to be part of the FAMILY again-
Bruce: SO YOU APPROVED HIM BUYING MY COMPANY?!
Tim:
Tim: shouldnta' benched me from fucking patrol.
Bruce:
Red Hood, knocking on the glass: can y'all wrap it the fuck up? i have other meetings to attend to after this
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It's literally my favorite thing ever!!! I always feel so motivated after getting a single comment, let alone multiple on different fics. It's so easy to just read it and move on, so it absolutely means the world when someone takes the time to leave their thoughts or interpretation.
Nothing beats the feeling when you start getting comments on every fic in a fandom or ship from one person, and it’s clear that they’re going on a fic-binge.
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It's soooo cute!!
Hal teaches his son how to run on the water for the first time
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My main goal as a writer is to hurt you badly
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Dyingggg. I bet he also gets frustrated when someone leaves the fridge open too long and it starts beeping. Or wears the tread way down on his shoes but doesn't replace them until there's literal holes because they're still good, even if they're not in perfect condition.
Duke spent all his childhood and most of his teenage years in a middle class family, so I like to think that he carried these habits into his rich life as well.
Example 1:
Duke: who the fuck is wasting our water? Do you know how expensive the bill will be next month?
Tim: Do you know that even if we had opened all the taps in the manor, Bruce would still have no problem paying for them for at least the next ninety years?
Duke, closing the faucet: yeah, what's your point?
Example 2:
Duke: It's literally a rip-off! Six dollars for a fucking yogourt?! Nah, let's go Cass, bet I can find an analog for three.
Cass, handing him the hundred dollar bill that Bruce gave them to buy two yogourts (he didn't know the price and just hoped that it was enough): ?
Duke, dragging her out of the store: It's a principle now, let's go.
Example 3:
Dick, accidentally dropping his phone: oopsie-
Duke, without thinking: of course, go on and break it. We are all billionaires here, aren't we?
Dick, pretty much confused: well, technically…
Duke: I see you, victim of capitalism.
He also constantly turns off the lights when someone leaves the room for more than 0,5 seconds, because it pisses him off.
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Damian: Father meet Rizwan
Bruce: oh hello Rizwan.
Bruce looks up from his book. A very healthy Bengal tiger looks back.
Bruce:....gah!
Bruce: Damian, if you have any self-preservation instincts whatsoever, you will get this animal far away from you. And me.
Damian: Father, Rizwan is an orphan!
Bruce: and I feel sorry for him. But don't make me get the pellet gun out. Return...Rizwan...to wherever you found him.
Damian: roaming the streets of Marrakesh?
Bruce:...
Bruce: For all you know, he's a man eating tiger.
Damian: Father don't be stupid.
Bruce: *stares at Damian and Rizwan, standing next to each other* He's BIGGER than you. Have you never heard of the story of the young lady who rode the tiger?
Damian: I do not plan on using Rizwan as a beast of burden!
Bruce, tiredly: Damian. Rizwan. Is not. Staying.
Damian:...you're a real Pol Pot, you know that?
Bruce, getting up: Yes that's me. A regular old genocidal dictator.
Damian, angrily turning away with his tiger: C'mon, Rizwan! It seems we are not wanted here.
The tiger lets out a loud chuff, and they head toward the stairs.
Bruce: And where do you two think you are going?
Damian, loudly: TO OUR ROOM!!
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Damian growing up to be pretty and Jon having to deal with the realization that holy shit, his best friend is pretty and "had he always been this pretty? Has his skin always looked that smooth? Have his eyes always been that big and green? Where his lashes always so long? Wait... Does this mean other people also find him pretty??“ Yes it does and it stresses him out
When Jon first told Kon he had feelings for Damian Kon's response was "Oh so you like them pretty and mean uh?"
When Jon first realize he had feelings for Damian the first thing he did was Google "Falling for your best friend reddit"
Damian fall for Jon slowly and overtime, he didn't realize it right away though just kind of thought he unlocked a new level of friendship, until one day he noticed how liked it when Jon held his hand and didn't want him to let go. He proceeded to have an internal crisis about it.
Jon: "Damian you've been playing that game for like 5 hours"
Damian: *playing project sekai* "You don't understand, I'm trying to pull a specific Asahina and I'm close I can feel it"
Damian has already spent at least $300 on a damned gotcha game. Jon is very unimpressed.
When it's first announced that Jon and Damian are dating Dick, Jason, and Tim decide to give Jon the shovel talk. However Jon has a hard time taking them seriously, he's known them since he was a kid it's more funny to him if anything. That being said though the one he actually is kind of intimidated by is Jason
Kon also tries to give Damian the shovel talk but Damian lowkey kind of scares him so he just decides that Jon is strong enough to take care of himself
One of Damian's favorite pieces of clothing is a hoodie he pretty much stole from Jon. It's far too big on him but he doesn't care, it smells like Jon and that's what matters
Damian never fully realized how much he actually liked physical affection until he started dating Jon. However he doesn't know how to ask for it so instead he just sits or stands really really close to Jon hoping that he gets the message
When they first got together they tried to keep it settled, try to keep it a secret, but they weren't subtle at all because to anyone with eyes it was obvious that something was up with the way that they would stand closer to each other more so than usual, the way that Jon would lean down to whisper something in Damian's ear to make him laugh, and the way that Damian would reach out and run a hand through Jon's hair and in a claim to quote unquote fix it and ask him if he's ever heard of a brush
Jon doesn't really remember when he started to have a crush on Damian. He assumes it was around the time puberty and hormones started to happen but what he does remember is that all of a sudden he would be out with friends or family and think stuff like "oh this would be a fun place to bring Damian to!" or he would see or hear something and be like "this reminds me of Damian!" and it just hit and he was just like "oh no..."
This post I already posted but I'm sharing it again! >...
The song magnetic by illit, the lyrics, a young Jon and Damian, enough said
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Jon: *accidentally brushes Damian's hand with his own*
Damian: *agressively holds Jon's hand* fucking commit to it
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Dying over listening to these lyrics while thinking about the Bat family
#writing#batfamily#ao3#archive of our own#jason todd#dick grayson#bruce wayne#current wip#tim drake#cassandra cain#stephie brown#damian wayne al ghul#duke thomas#barabra gordon
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You. Did. Not.
Damian and Cass:
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Have we ever truly considered the implications of a baby Kryptonian before? Like... they've got impenetrable skin and can fly, imagine how hard raising one is.
I assume Lois walks into the nursery before the baby is born and finds Clark tying bungee cables to the crib before looking up like..."Oh, hi honey. Just trying to make sure he doesn't float away at night." And she just blinks and walks away.
Or teething? Jaws of steel. Lois does a double take when she sees Clark hand Jon a wrench to chew on when he starts teething but he just waves her off "Don't worry, I sterilized it." As if that makes it make more sense. Then two seconds later Jon fully bites through it and Clark just hands him a second one.
Why don't we talk about this concept more?
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😭😭😭 Fic's please, I'm begging
Bruce: Hey everybody! I’m back~
Green Lantern: Oh god. Who let this menace in?
Martian Manhunter: The man did sponsor this place.
Bruce: Greenie! You didn’t tell me you got engaged! [holds up his ring] Oh, this is beautiful. Who is your jeweller? I should totally get myself one too.
Green Lantern: Hey, give that back! [snatches the ring from him]
Bruce: Fine, gatekeep all you want. I’ll just ask the other Green Goblins. [tries to light up a cigar]
Green Lantern: No smoking in the Watchtower!
Startled, Bruce fumbles with his lighter. It falls onto a stack of paper, which catches on fire. Martian Manhunter runs out of the room screaming. Green Lantern quickly extinguishes the flames with his ring.
Green Lantern: Shit, those were Batman’s reports. He’s gonna kill us. Wayne, I think it’s best that you leave.
Bruce: [pouting] But I just got here.
Superman: Mr Wayne.
Bruce: Supey baby! Great work today! You must be thirsty after working out those buns of steel for the cameras, so I brought you some tea.
Superman: Thanks, but I think I’ll pass on the suspiciously glowing green tea. Perhaps we should talk in the meeting room?
Bruce: Should have just told me you wanted me all to yourself… [tosses the drink into the hazardous waste bin and wraps his arms around Superman] Take me away, big guy!
Green Lantern: And don’t come back!
Superman: [sighing as he carries Bruce out of the room] Bruce, is it really necessary to do this every month?
Bruce: Hmph. The lack of vigilance is unacceptable. I should hold a refresher course on security measures again.
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