#Thanks Inators

[agentlizardofowca]

23 & 34!

23. Where do you usually write? I do a lot of prep-work in my head. I'll be at work spending the whole day thinking about a scene I want to write. (I love when this happens) But actually sitting down and writing happens in 3 places: my kitchen table, the couch, and my bed.

34. What title do you want to use? I usually write a fic first, and think of a title after. Almost all my fics have dumb working titles. Only The Doofenshmirtz Heirloom Theft had a title from the beginning. However, a title I've wanted to use for a long time is One of a Mind. Since PnF episodes tend to have punny episode names I would love to also have puns as titles for my fics. It doesn't always work out

[mammalsofaction]

since you've compiled moments where heinz is the possessive one... could we possibly get ones of perry being the jealous/possessive one? 👀

OH NONNIE I GIGGLED

Let's start with the basics 🙏🏼🙏🏼:

Their entire B-Plot in About Time:

Including their legendary first break up song where Perry started staring into puddles like a disney princess with a falshback montage:

(Here's an extended Alt):

Which led to Perry getting pissed off whenever Heinz is in Seattle without telling him (Meapless in Seattle):

And eventually Perry getting pissed off when Heinz got kidnapped by Peter's situationship and rushing to go save him in Seattle again. (Lost in Danville) (Yes, Perry is not the hugest fan of Seattle)

Heinz ended giving Mystery relationship advice and Peter got to meet Mystery's parents :)

Im running out of the picture limit. I can't find the one where Perry got upset when Heinz brought up the babe Inator, but here is Perry getting upset when Mono's speculating about Heinz's new date:

Perry being an overprotective asshole who won't let Heinz do missions during OWCA files:

Some fucking merch content of all things:

Perry being really sad and reaching for Heinz during their SECOND break up arc in Milo Murphy's Law:

Sending a card that was probably his equivalent to falling on knees grovelling:

Damn did I forget to tell you Perry takes pictures, edits, and keeps a whole stash of his photos with Doof in his wallet? Must've slipped my mind:

Anyway. The misunderstanding in MML was because Perry ends up being Time Industries' (Heinz future business endeavor as the Founder of Time Travelling) first and largest shareholder. He cashes in every penny made in overtime for Heinz to build his company back up.

Dan Povenmire stitched this chibi shorts episode as one SPECIFICALLY MADE FOR A "Specific subset of the Phineas and Ferb fandom" spoiler alert: apparently Perry's less upset about Heinz going around kissing people when it's Perry he's kissing.

Here's a short where Perry is apparently less cool about Heinz getting beat up when its someone else beating him up:

And here's a lil bonus Perry getting upset by a fake platypus Baljeet made when he went missing:

This is a very, VERY limited list, including moments of Perry being Fucking Whipped. I have carefully redacted moments of:

-Perry being sweet

-Perry being supportive

-Them being domestic

-Perry being so, so, so incredibly fond of Heinz

-Perry trusting Heinz with his life.

-Perry being sure Heinz doesn't have a life outside of him, anyway.

And in fact i am sure i have missed a lot more out of canon content. Perry being codependent, possessive, protective and jealous is common knowledge at this point. I've made a post before where Perry the Second Dimension proves that Perry has control Issues and an insecurity of being easily replaced by his loved ones, excaberted by Francis' frequent threats of relocating him at the drop of a hat.

Tldr: Perry suffers from down bad-ism and if you look at Heinz too long he is liable to commit violence ♥️♥️♥️

[whatwooshkai]

2?

(important context in tags)

Dani sucks in a breath, and prepares for the worst. "There's no way you're fitting in that."

Blades gives her a blank look, the dress halfway up his thighs. "Huh?"

Even if there weren't love handles spilling over the waistband of his boxers, there's no way in hell Blades is fitting into anything Dani owns. He's taller than her, his shoulders are broader, and he's far more filled out. "You're not fitting in that."

"Why?" Blades asks, seemingly genuinely curious.

Because you're fat, is on the tip of Dani's tongue, but she holds it. Blades isn't even human on most days, she shouldn't subject him to human problems like body image issues. "We're not the same size," she settles on, tapping a beat on her arm. "You're bigger than me. And I'd rather you not rip that dress."

Blades' frown gets deeper, but he shimmies out of the dress and pulls back on the old tshirt and jeans from her dad, the only clothes they had that would fit him. "I could get smaller?" he offers.

Dani shakes her head. "No, you can't," she tells him. "You're not... y'know."

"Right," Blades mutters, crossing his arms over his chest. Dani can see the outline of his stomach through the shirt. How can he not be insecure about that? "But I don't like these clothes, I like your clothes. Your dad has no sense of style."

Dani cracks a smile at that. "No, he doesn't. But, uh..." she shifts, staring at the dress crumpled on the floor. Maybe she should've let him stretch out that dress. She always looks a little off in it... "I could take you shopping," she offers, and Blades absolutely lights up.

"Really?" he says, grabbing her hands. "Can we go to the mall? Oh, I've always wanted to do that-" he cuts himself off suddenly, eyes growing wide. "Oh my Primus. You have to buy me a pretzel."

Dani bites the comment on her tongue and forces herself to match his energy. "Of course!" she promises, squeezing his hands back. "You should enjoy your time as human!"

Blades' grin lights up the whole room.

Dani sighs when he turns away, babbling about all his plans and gathering up the clothes scattered on the floor to get an idea of what he wants. He's so excited, Dani wishes she could genuinely match that energy.

Maybe I could stand to learn a thing or two from him.

[ladytauria]

👀👀 meeting in the ER with damitim pls?

thank you!!

this is more urgent care than ER---actually, i'm picturing this happening at Leslie's clinic?---but. still on theme xD it's also heavily inspired by this post, bc... it's just so damian, you know?

“So… you said a cat did this?”

“Ah… yes.” Damian is distracted—not by the distant tug of a needle, in and out of his skin, but rather by the man doing the stitching.

He would not call him the most beautiful man he’s ever seen, but the man is certainly… attractive, with his sharp cheekbones and aquiline nose. Most striking is the pale, ice blue of his eyes; made even more so by the dark circles under his eyes.

Damian can relate.

“It was a kitten, actually,” he admits, somewhat reluctantly. 

That gets those eyes on him, the needle stilling. The nurse’s brows raise. “A kitten?”

“She was very fierce.” Normally he keeps gloves in his car for such an occasion, but he had taken them out to wash them, and— Well. Of course he ended up finding the kitten before he got them back into his car.

"I see," the nurse says, a smile tugging at his mouth. "I wonder if I'll be stitching up the next poor person to find her, too."

Damian sniffs. "Hardly," he says. "She's in my car." His emergency kennel, luckily, had still been there. He hated to leave the poor creature out there—on the way over, he had contemplated calling Richard or Todd to pick her up for him. However, neither of them was likely to listen to his instructions to leave her alone. Richard because he would believe he could befriend her, and Todd because he would underestimate the severity.

Pity Cassandra was out of town.

Pity Jon lived two hours away.

“Huh.” The nurse goes back to stitching. “You didn’t let go?” He sounds vaguely impressed. Damian cannot help the way he puffs up with pride.

“Of course not,” he says. “I would hardly leave the poor thing out there to suffer. Fierce or not, Gotham’s streets are no place for a kitten.”

The curve of the man’s mouth turns—soft, almost. It is reminiscent of a look he often sees from Richard, though it incites a different feeling in him entirely. He feels… warm. His fingertips tingle.

“Of course not,” the man echoes, softly. “Do you do that a lot? Rescue kittens, I mean.”

“At nearly one in the morning? No, not typically,” Damian says. “However, I volunteer at an animal shelter, and I am enrolled in the veterinary program at Gotham University. I find myself rescuing many animals.” He also had, vaguely, considered the notion of stitching himself up. It was only the knowledge of Richard and Pennyworth’s disappointed faces that had sent him to the clinic, instead.

“Huh,” the man says, thoughtfully. “So what happens to the kitten now?”

“She is young enough it should be fairly easy to socialize her,” Damian says. “Once she is used to people, I suppose I will look into finding her a home.” He would keep her himself, but— He has reached his limit on the amount of animals he can realistically take care of. His younger self would scoff at this, but part of adulthood was learning his limits. A dog, two cats, a snake, and several fostered kittens were certainly his.

The nurse hums, snipping the thread. He lingers at Damian’s side. “You know… I always wanted a cat. Do you… think I could call you, sometime? Maybe arrange a visit?”

Damian’s pulse quickens. “I—yes. I would be, ah. Amenable to that.”

The nurse smiles. The brightness of it steals the breath from Damian’s lungs. “Cool,” he says. “Hold on just a second.”

The nurse disposes of the needle and washes his hands before snagging one of the brochures from the countertop, by the sink. He withdraws a pen from his pocket and writes, quickly.

When he passes it to Damian, he winks. “You should be good to go now, Mr. Wayne.”

“Thank you,” Damian says, sliding off the exam table. As he walks out the door, he glances down at the paper. On it is a phone number, which Damian memorizes automatically, signed—

Tim Drake. Call me :)

Next to words is a doodle of a cat, wearing what is likely a nurse’s cap.

Damian is impossibly, terribly charmed.

[ send me an au if u like~ ]

[jtl-fics]

new kings au? (also i love the new profile pic)

WIP Wednesday - 11/22/23 (Closed) | New Kings AU

"On the court?!" Neil asks dismay visible to the point that Andrew had to put a hand on the back of his neck, a habit they never really grew out of.

"What?" Kevin asks not understanding.

"You fucked Seth on the Court?!" Neil squawks, "That's where we play Exy!" Neil hisses.

"I did not have sex with Seth on the Court!" Kevin squawks back.

[beastsposting]

found a lady today (p. nana, fifth instar)

[waitineedaname]

I know this may seem random, and that’s bc it is, but I was thinking about my aro journey and this blog played a bit of a part in me accepting my aro identity. I don’t think I had even followed any aro blogs beforehand (and i know no one irl that is aspec) that were so explicitly aromantic and seeing you be open about it with your fav media and just on the blog in general led me to want to tentatively try on the label for myself and now I can’t imagine not identifying as such. So thank you for being aro and proud lol, it really helped me. Your aro swag is real! and I hope this was okay to share

oh my god?? i can't emphasize enough how much this means to me 😭 just the other day, I was telling a friend how my first exposure to the idea of aromanticism was. not the best. and it resulted in me forming some really negative ideas about being aro that I had to work through before finally accepting myself. now I'm extremely proud of being aro, and that's thanks to the aro blogs I eventually found. the fact that I spared someone the same struggle I had means so much :') I'm so glad I was able to encourage you to try out the label for yourself! that's extremely meaningful to me! that's half the reason I'm so loudly aro on this blog tbh, and I'm glad I made a positive impact on you. thank you so much for sharing, this made my day :')

[mithrilhearts]

KICKS DOWN THE DOOR YOU ARE ONE OF THE BEST BAGGINSHIELD WRITERS EVER, HAPPY FANFIC WRITER APPRECIATION DAY <3

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH???!!! Gonna scream, cry, roll on the ground, and be completely overwhelmed with how sweet this is!! 😭💖🥰

[cirkinbiradam]

Anon filan da yok herhalde 🥹

[00venator]

Found a baby turtle at archery 2 months ago, turns out it’s an endangered species.

[charrfie]

If you could be a villain for a day, what kind of villain would you be? (Eg. A mad scientist that turns everyone in to dogs, a master thief that steals the best video games, a gothic pirate!) What kind of silly evil things would you do? (Eg. Turn your enemies in to jello, blow shit up!) Would you have a cool outfit/aesthetic? What kind of minions would you have work for you? What would be your weapon of choice!? >:3

Left this one for last bc it was making me think the hardest! It's a good one! Hmm.. maybe I'd be a cartoonishly powerful villain to the point of almost parody bc I feel like that leaves a lot of room for goofs. Honestly it sounds lame but I think all I'd do as a villain is steal a grossly unimaginable amount of money. And then once that one day is over I'd just make sure it all goes towards people/causes that need it. I may be a villain but I'm just a morally gray one since sure maybe I held the entire world hostage with lethal forces in return for cash but at least it's being spent on good stuff. Oh and I would spend some of the money to get long distance friends flights to see me too :^] I will admit your turning everyone into dog idea is a good one... so I'm stealing that. I think I'd only turn a couple people though so that THEY could be my minions. Two birds one stone. No idea on an exact weapon but it'd probably be some dr doofenshmirtz type shit that was crazy hyperspecific with an -inator suffix

[setaflow]

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[thethingything]

I've noticed we've started having more issues with not being able to spell words and I'm not sure why but this happened back in October too when that medication messed us up.

we'll type a word and we know what letters are in it but we can't for the life of us actually put them in order and we'll sit there staring at it like "I know this isn't right but I don't know how to fix it"

[bi-bats]

8, 22, and 29 (with the word "gush") from the ask game?

Hello hello!!!! Thank you for the ask bestie 💚💖💚💖💚

8. Do you listen to music while you write? If so, share a song that's been inspiring you lately.

Yes, I listen to music while I write. While I am putting actual words down, I listen to a lot of lo-fi stuff that doesn't have a whole lot of lyrics, if any. While I'm coming up with ideas or planning scenes, I usually listen to songs with lyrics! It usually helps me figure out where I want a character to be mentally/emotionally. There are three songs that have been inspiring me lately (specifically for I Know What My Brother Is):

Heavy in Your Arms by Florence + the Machine: this will make sense for the chapter I post after I post the next one. The really long one (with smut lol). Also it's generally a very DamiTim song

Love is More Depressing than Depression by prxz, Shiloh Dynasty: this is mostly vibes but the lyrics also work, this is the kind of thing I write to when I'm actually typing things out

I'm Fine by Foushee: the vibes here are just very Damian in this fic to me. Like the way it goes from being soft and calm to suddenly so angry really reminds me of him I guess

22. Have you cried while writing a fic?

lmaooooo no I don't cry easily. I have 99 pages of history on Ao3 (which actually doesn't include everything cause I didn't read logged in a lot of the time) and none of the fics I've READ have made me cry, either.

29. Send me a word. If it's in your WIPs, include the sentence and a short summary of the fic.

Sorry bestie, none of my fics have the word gush in them!! 💚 If you want to send me a different word, feel free! In the meantime, enjoy this snippet from the next chapter of I Know What My Brother Is (I think I've seen you in my notes about that one):

“Dick seems to like you,” Damian mutters, forcing his hand to resume wiping off the spotless white marble of his counter. Tim sighs, “Dick is twelve and his parents are dead, he’s just after one of my guns.” 

[ladytauria]

"https://archiveofourown.org/works/50396188/chapters/127328011"

fic rec for tim doing it over again (sort of)! i saw your reblog earlier and i thought you might like this one

thank you so much!!!

i adore this one <333 i read it the other day & i just!! it’s so good. i love everyone getting to meet smol tim & seeing (/remembering) what he was like then, & how different he is from his future self

and then tim!!! i am ngl the entire scene with his parents was just. agdjdklwbdkrnd so good. i loved seeing that take on the drakes, tbh. (not that i don’t devour fic where they’re, yknow, awful)

anyway!! i could keep gushing but yes ur right that fic is right up my alley <3

a rec back for you, in a similar vein!

To Make A Better World — KGraces (Series, 10k, Incomplete but the works can standalone) Jason Todd gets stuck in an alternate universe. After so many mistakes and bridges burned back in his own world, he decides to help this version of his family however he can.

Alternatively: Jason adopts a gaggle of siblings and gives them the love and support they deserve.

oh, and the other fic for anyone else reading lol:

right time, wrong place — Valkirin. (T, Gen, 38k) Twelve-year-old Tim Drake has homework to finish and dinner waiting at home. He even has an invitation to spend time with Bruce before patrol the next day reviewing toxins and antidotes. It doesn't matter that Bruce prefers to keep things all-business and down in the Batcave. Having Robin again is helping, Tim can already see that, and it's always a relief to know when he's invited back.

Sixteen-year-old Tim Drake decides that he'd rather keep his distance from the tempting research project Bruce has across two work tables. It's archaeology and time travel all at once, even more interesting than usual after Bruce's long trip through time, but Bruce probably won't crack that in one night. Getting involved in the project will eliminate Tim's chance to escape to his apartment for a quiet evening rather instead of struggling through an awkward dinner with Jason and Damian and Bruce.

When the Tims suddenly switch times and places, twelve-year-old Tim has an invitation to dinner and sixteen-year-old Tim knows just what kind of ripples someone can leave from the past.

[monster-noises]

Rad cool rad my phone's nooooot charging that's Good