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I've struggled a lot in life but you'd be damned if you think I'll let Joanne outlive me
#fuck jkr#anti jkr#screw jkr#jk rowling#as in just kidding because her entire existence is just a horrible stand-up joke#i do not support jkr#tw jkr mention#tw jk rowling#jkr is trash#joanne rowling i will make it my life goal to wait till you die and then mass post ronarry fanart on Tumblr#and fanfiction#dont forget about the fanfiction
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Reverse trope
where instead of the Bats forgetting that they’re adopted (something actual adoptees do on occasion and is hilarious) they forget that some of them *cough Damian cough* aren’t
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Jason in the heat of a probably ridiculous argument: Yeah well YOU’RE adopted!
Tim just as invested in said argument: So are YOU! We all are!
Damian who had previously been quietly watching this unfold while he drank his tea: Actually I’m not
Tim and Jason who didn’t realize he was there but are already DoneTM: …… Damian continuing to sip his tea entirely unbothered: :)
Damian: Because I’m not an orphan-
Jason: ok, yoU KNOW WHAT-
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or like in their group texts (that we know they have thanks to Nightwing (2016) #79)
*Steph changed the group chat name to “Bruce Wayne’s Personal Orpanage”*
Jason: Really?
Steph: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Steph: It’s the truth Damian: Both my parents are very much alive
Steph: Shhh you don’t count
Cass: Mine too Duke: Technically so are mine
Barbara: I still have a dad so there’s that
Steph: YOU GUYS ARE RUINING THE JOKE
Tim: Stephanie aren’t BOTH of your parents alive???
Steph: KNOW WHAT? FINE
*Steph changed the group chat name to “The Technicality Police”*
Tim: well that’s more accurate at least
Steph: :)
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Damian in his 10th argument with Tim of the day: That’s- this is-
Tim in full Antagonizing Big Brother mode: I’m listening
Damian -a Gen Z and best friend to Jon Kent- extremely frustrated: This is such Motherless behavior!
Tim taken aback: [voice cracking] W-what-?
Damian who didn’t mean to say that but doubling down anyway because his bloodline doesn’t believe in admitting mistakes: THIS! This is such Motherless behavior!
The rest of the family who is also motherless: :O
Cass whose been spending way too much time with Meme Queen Stephanie Brown and not involved in the argument but finding it entertaining regardless: [nodding along seriously] Facts
Tim: [visibly betrayed] CASS WHAT-
A video copy of the interaction gets sent out anonymously to the entire family. Barbara is the prime suspect but there is no proof as of yet (and they will never find any)
Steph, Cass, and Duke continue to respond “Motherless behavior” everytime one of the bats does something they deem questionable/insane. It is said often
It only stops when one night in the middle of patrol. Batman is in full Dark Knight mode (possibly in the middle of threatening someone) and descends from the ceiling into the middle of a warehouse drug deal, dark cape billowing out behind him-
and Steph just automatically whispers “Motherless behavior” forgetting her com was still very much on
She immediately realizes what she said and frantically apologizes but it’s too late.
Bruce just- Blue Screens. Completely stunned into silence
Dick -who was unfortunate enough to be the one teamed up with Batman tonight- is fighting for his life to choke back his laughter
Jason doesn’t even try to stop his and has collapsed to his knees from lack of air from how hard he’s laughing. Cass try’s half heartedly patting his back to help to no avail
The criminals are terrified into surrender from The Red Hood just laughing hysterically at seemingly nothing while Batman just Stands There
Damian ends up being the only one still functioning enough to continue arresting everyone, though he is privately amused and strangely proud
Tim and Barbara have saved both the com recordings and cowl footage to at least three different servers and sent it to absolutely everyone before Batman even recovers
Duke finds out second hand the next morning and is furious he missed the chance to see it in person. He declares he is moving to the nightshift so it doesn’t happen again. (He is all talk and goes to bed by 9 pm)
Bruce bans the phrase for life and promises swift and server punishment to anyone who dares to use it again
#Like it’d be so funny#Imagine them on mothers day#Damian at unnecessary volumes: I AM LEAVING TO GO TO VISIT MY MOTHER NOW#Damian: WHERE SHE LIVES.#His brothers on their way to the cemetery or smth: ._.#Damian still going regardless: BECAUSE SHE IS ALIVE#I just know Damian “Certified Mama’s Boy” Wayne would be such a menace about it#And Duke Babs Steph and Cass would so help fan the flames#batfam#dc comics#fanfiction#headcanon#chat fic#Can you tell I read them often#And yes adoptees forget they’re adopted#I have a friend who has on multiple occasions started to tell me about something that “ran in the family”/something in her family history#Before she’ll remember she’s not actually blood related#someone has probably already done this#But I still thinks it’s very funny#No I don’t think Jon would say motherless behavior to someone#But I do think he’d know the phrase and teach Damian#I just imagine he educates him on all the Gen Z lingo don’t ask why#crack post#100% a joke dont take it seriously
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A Pretty Cool AU Concept I Have In Mind:
The Dark Flour War never happened, and the Ancients spend a hundred more years letting their kingdoms flourish and keeping Earthbread as prosperous as ever. Thanks to their efforts, they decide to establish some kind of alliance/union dedicated to improving an area of cookiekind they most excel in (e.g. Dark Cacao in combat and White Lily in knowledge) and are given the opportunity to visit each other and enlighten on whatever problems they have. You know, the typical ancient shenanigans but on a much grander scale!
Hoooowever, this doesn't entirely mean their world is free of conflict. On the other hand, the St. Pastry Order and dark magic practitioners (that cake monsters happen to be apart of) manage to set aside their differences and join together to form a bigger, more dangerous underground organization with the intention of changing cookiekind in a similar vain to Dark Enchantress's motives and the Order's original belief to "walk with the truth in mind", whatever that means. Their conflict with the Ancients will hold much more nuance since their beliefs clash with one another, not to mention the Order being too good of a group to just be... ignored by the canon for some reason... (devsisters if I catch your hands--)
Oh and of course, the Beasts will find a way to meddle with these antics and play a much bigger part in the story than we realize.
There's also gonna be lore elements from Witch's Castle too! The story of the Witch of Light and the "First" cookies are just too intriguing and I don't really see them being integrated in fan stories (from what I've seen, at least) so why not sprinkle them here as well?
#idk thats all#I know I cooked waaaaay to hard for an au but I just want an excuse to rewrite the lore and insert most of my headcanons??#teehee#cookie run#cookie run kingdom#cookie run au#cookie run witch’s castle#ancient cookies#beast cookies#st pastry order#college is starting soon and I hope I dont forget about this hnnnghngnghh#crk#cookie run fanfic#fanfiction#canon divergence#au#alternate universe
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i had a dream where something was off with riku’s shadow…
(this art is so sucks i made this when i was tired and less experienced which ended up making riku look so much skinnier than how i normally draw him post-kh2 can you stop engaging it with pretty pweeease)
#beep boop you want fries with that#kingdom hearts#riku#(and ansem. in shadow form)#IGNORE THE MISTAKE OF RIKUS HAND AUUGHH I HATE DRAWING HANDS#riku wasnt wearing his dream drop distance outfit but i drew him with it because. well. dream LOL#its so weird like it wasnt even clear what world he was in#he was in some sort of tavern?? so maybe you’d think it was the kingdom of corona#liek the snuggly duckling but it definitely wasnt#i couldnt tell you why but trust me#it was kinda surreal that i actually had a dream about kingdom hearts. go figure#its like the hardest thing in the world to have a dream about a fixation im having#usually my dreams are trauma. and me dying. sometimes both.#and if it is about my fixation it’s usually me getting a bunch of merch of it and then i wake up and whoops i dont have it#or i just forget all of my dreams and wake up with nothing to think about.#so i like it when i have some cool bizarre shit related to my fixation happen#its funny because this sounds like something that would happen in either kh itself or someones fanfiction#i wouldnt be surprised if someone has already drawn or written about this#anyway gn i hope i have another weird dream about kh
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dont you hate it when you ship a rarepair and most of the content is ooc and/or horny cause nobody understands their actual dynamic. yeah me too.
#like its already lacking content ATLEAST GIVE ME GOOD ONE#this is about#ayaitto#itthoma#steincraft#ok ik theyre popular but they dont have a lot of fics ok#oh and how could i forget#chiscara#not rlly a rarepair but it feels like it cause of how much ppl hate it#like- they only hate it cause of what shippers who dont actually understand the ship portray them as#kavenari#not super for them but still#monatao#humona#idk WHY DOES HUTAO X MONA NOT HAVE A TAG#thats literally lesphobic of you tumblr/j#fanfiction
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halcyon | 18+
Romano feels like he’s dancing in his sleep, that shifting, swaying motion like waves across the beach and toes dragging through sand, like water and rhythm pulling his chest high, his shoulders low, stretching out his hips, his knees, his ankles. The soft cotton of his pillowcase scratches and tickles at his cheekbone when he turns his head into it, wisping itself against his clavicle, and he sighs against it, lets it swallow his breath the same way it swallows the heat of his body, an echo of warmed contentment and easy dreaming.
The mattress beneath him dips, and he almost pushes away the palm that slides across his stomach, his sternum, but it’s warm, too, and Romano always liked being warm, and he liked being warm beneath this hand even more. He leans into it, instead, keeps his eyes closed, and he makes a small noise that’s half deliberate and half desultory—because he does mean to acknowledge Spain, but he doesn’t mean to acknowledge him like a cat waking from a nap in lazy, dozy sunbeams, purring.
But that’s fine. That’s fine. He knows Romano sometimes sounds like that when he’s waking, and even not, just sometimes when he’s beneath the pads of Spain’s fingers, and Romano feels fine when the mattress dips again and Spain hovers over him, knees sweetly nudging his apart.
Romano keeps his eyes closed when lips skim his jaw, keeps himself ensconced in the soft sunlight that shines itself across his eyelids. It’s good like this, he thinks. It’s nice. He can hear himself breathe with an awareness he never really has when he’s around Spain, always too preoccupied with other things, irrelevant things—what he’s doing, what he’s not, what he could be doing to Spain, instead. He likes being conscious of it, of his body and his reactions, and he sighs again when that palm moves to his side, his rib cage and lower, fingers skimming over his thigh as they drag heated sheets down, away.
There’s a laugh twinkling in his ear, something bright and charmed, and his skin pricks with cognizance when he feels the breath of it, lips curving into a smile against his cheek. “Awake yet?”
Spain speaks his vowels in a whisper, his consonants always catching on the tip of his tongue, and Romano’s shoulder shifts back in a shiver, presses into the bed when soft breeze meets skin, humid and carrying the smell of midmorning sunrise.
He makes a noise again, some groaned mhm that rumbles itself up his chest and out his throat, that gets lost somewhere around his lips when the heat of Spain’s laughter leaves his cheek and instead drifts across his nipple—and the gasp that leaves him is a surprised one.
He feels stupid like this, naïve, foolish, as if he isn’t war- and weather-worn, born and raised in the echoing, thundered footsteps of the Roman Empire, older than the New World and older still, as if his own sand dunes aren’t his brothers, the rolling fields his sisters. But this is his life now: homes across his country and Spain’s, furnished with soft beds and yellow kitchens and flowing curtains that always let the light in, because neither of them ever really do well when away from the sun, too used to its bite to go without for longer than a day, two. He wakes, now, to sheets that settle across the curves of his body, to someone in his bed, wiggling his legs until they settle around tanned hips, to sea-chapped lips that hum the song of his name until he is something melodious, made of more than sinew and sand, of memory.
Spain whispers his name, a question carried softly through balmy air and that sounds so fucking in love Romano almost opens his eyes, almost gives into the needling whine of it—
But Spain always did his best work when given a task, and Romano knows Spain has no qualms about being set to work on Romano, no end to the things he would let Spain do to him, and though his mouth goes dry as Spain nips at his throat and presses a finger against him, he can only find the energy to laugh, just dry air, enough to breathe Spain in, too.
When Spain dips down and kisses him, Romano kicks the sheets up and over Spain’s back. They are still warm, and so is he.
#aph romano#hws romano#aph spain#hws spain#spamano#hetalia#hetalia fanfiction#mango minifics#listen i am by no means back yet. i have been traveling for so long and i am beyond dead on my feet#BUT!!!! i do have some little snippets and minifics i do plan on posting in the coming weeks while i turn my attention to#Other Adult Responsibilities™️ (grad school. i have grad school applications to do. and i Despise personal statements. and CVs.)#think of this as along the same veins as beneath the yellow tiles and red wine and honey. similar vibes. just not as...explicit#but still. 18+ just to be safe pls. bc i worry :(#hopefully this can be a little reminder that i am alive. and still here. kinda. pls dont forget about me :(((
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i was re-reading my first fic (it's an unfinished long fic and I wanted to get an idea on wtf is going on to complete the thing), and holy shit do I want to delete the fic and myself from existence
like I wanna go up to every single person who has ever read this crap and genuinely apologize
#everything is so blandly written im not sure i should continue the writing style or change a few things#though i think my writing would look surreal if i randomly change things#im still a pretty beginner writer but holy shit has there been a difference in my writing#like i still dont *write* like i *want to write*#but i can acknowledge when my writing looks weird or if i make mistakes related to character pov#(like im focusing on a specific character in 3rd person but i simultaneously include a thought process of another character)#there are actually so many errors baased on this in my fic I'm not sure what to do#i think i jus wanna. finish. the dang fic and hopefully forget about its existence (as much as i wanna orphan or even delete the fic)#OKK THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK ILY#ao3#archive of our own#fanfiction#writeblr#fanfic#my post
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Ao3 ship stats is my version of spotify wrapped
#its so much fun#like i do not care where stuff is ranked but its fun to see#i say i dont care but im hyped about percabeth and merthur#who ever creates this is a god#spotify wrapped is also cool but i forget to listen to music#the ads annoy me and i refuse to pay for premium#ao3#ao3 ship stats#ship stats#ships#shipping#otp#archive of our own#fanfiction#fanfic#ao3 wrapped
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Any other writer mad about the fact that scenarios come to you under the form of images/videos in your mind so you have to transcribe them into words? Like visual artists don't have that problem. They can just... draw directly what's in their head.
#forever mad about this#like sometimes i have words coming to me but way less?#and if i dont write them right away i forget which isnt the case with images#videos dont sound correct but idk what else to call it#rambling into the void#writers on tumblr#writings#fanfiction#fic#perso
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hmmmm thinking abt where to post my gomens fic.
#wl26#i kinda dont wanna post on ao3 bc of the whole. you know what#but posting on tumblr. is a bit worrying akjnfdg#like with fanfiction sites i post my thing and then forget about it and it just kinda exists on its own#but when i post on tumblr i get soooo upset when my stuff gets little attention </3#and i dont wanna be upset!!#anyways still thinking
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Rules: Make a poll with the names of you WIPs, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote that the winner receives. Open for a week.
Addition: I'm gonna write one sentence for every vote, winner or not, because some of these babies are CAKED in dust.
#kogkag#kougome#kouga#kagome#pointyobjects fanfiction#inuyasha fanfiction#fanfiction poll#dont hold me to it#i will forget about this in a matter of seconds
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In the light of Netflix Daredevil cannon being very vague of when Matt and Foggy met I have made the head cannon that they met in undergrad first or second year as that is what makes the most sense in my head. That being said sometimes I forget that is a head cannon and sometimes get very confused when reading fanfiction and the fic does not follow my head cannon.
#Daredevil#Matt Murdock#foggy nelson#mattfoggy#Netflix daredevil#headcannon#headcannons#sometimes I forget what is cannon or not#its really bad with Harry Potter because I read so much fanfiction and cannon is already so loose#but its not usually a problem with anything else#some of the other ideas ive read for when matt and foggy meet literally dont make any sense with how the American college system works#id say about half of them are fine though and could reasonably have happened that way#love having head cannons so ingrained that you forget they aren't actually cannon#tea talks
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DRAW headshots of the vague character designs of the cast of the horror visual novel with a romance-based route structure u were going to make when u were like 17. DRAW them for your health
#art#traditional art#watercolour#oc art#ocs#not tagging oc group or names because i dont. remember what their names are or if they have any HJWKLEAfdsdlksaJFds#also these ocs keep slowly shifting designs. mostly hair colour and or style. if they all have like blue hair next time i draw them. well.#actually i need more ocs with wacky hair colours now that i think about it#recently ive been thinking about that. i was reading a light novel and thinking about how much i love the like#light novel + visual novel + fanfiction of wacky coloured hair animations etc situation where like#you get sentences like 'she brushed her long flowing cerulean locks behind her ear out of the way of her vibrant rose coloured eyes'#its awesome#i adore natural hair colours like u know how 90% of my ocs have black or brown or MAYBE black or brown dyed blonde badly#(it needs to be badly dyed. its important) BUT like#i deserve a little blue hair. maybe give my pan of ivory black paint a break LOL i go through it like nobodies BUSINESS#but i keep forgetting that blue exists. and dont get me STARTED on how untouched my pans of green paint are
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a Thought, tm, if you will
Katsuki is sprinting before he properly knows what’s happening, caught up in green and redredred and Deku. He skids to his knees, half colliding with Deku as he scrabbles for a good hold on Katsuki’s shoulders.
Scrabbles, because his hands are wet and slippery with his own blood and there’s no traction. His eyes are wide, pupils so huge there’s hardly a hint of emerald, his mouth open with gasps for air, teeth stained red.
Katsuki realizes he’s babbling like the nerd himself. “Fuck, fuck, stop moving, I gotcha, I’m gonna get you out of here, just—shit, just fucking—where the fuck is it coming from.“
Everywhere.
Broken bones shift and splinter further under his clumsy hands. Kacchan has never been the one of them that fixes things.
“D—Izuku, hold on, hold the fuck on, I’m fixing you-“
“Kacchan,” Izuku gasps, body jerking, out of control. Katsuki thinks death throes and then thinks over my goddamn corpse.
“Shut the fuck up, you stay with me, you hear? I swear to god, I am dragging your shitty ass home.”
“Kacchan!”
And Izuku grabs the sides of his face with his blood-slicked hands, yanking him down hard and crushing their lips together. Katsuki makes a noise of protest, muffled. He tastes Deku, ozone and sage, and then he feels it.
Lightning crackling through his veins, making a home in his bones. Pure power, generations of it, flowing easily under his skin.
Tenth.
Katsuki rips away with a short, horrified cry, but it doesn’t help. Doesn’t stop it. Izuku’s eyelids flutter shut, the ghost of a smile still on his face, and Katsuki grabs the front of his uniform before he collapses. He drags him in, cradling him against his chest, letting his blood flow red and red and red over both of them and watching Izuku’s quirk dance helplessly on his skin. Like it can’t settle. Like it knows it doesn’t belong to him. The sounds of battle are ringing all round them; it’s only a matter of time before another attack catches them. The fighting’s not over.
Fuck the fight.
Katsuki staggers to his feet and starts sprinting. Save to win.
He hasn’t lost to Deku yet, and dammit, he isn’t starting today.
credit where credit’s due, i saw a tododeku fic with a similar premise (mid-battle kiss to transfer ofa) which i did Not read bc my first thought was WOW I WANNA WRITE THAT and i dont wanna. accidentally steal too much. so i made it bakudeku and now it’s living in my head
#bakudeku#bnha au#bnha fanfiction#bkdk#ofa!bakugou au#<< tag for this??#TO CLARIFY DEKU DOES NOT DIE#i cant kill people im a wimp#this is very Very backburner bc i have so much happening#but yeah. maybe#pls send me asks about it tho i have Thoughts i might make a post actually explaining some things later#or. you can ask#yay interaction#bakugou katsuki#midoriya izuku#forgets important tags#is the formatting fucked for everyone or is it just Me#also its like almost 2am dont judge my quality too hard rn#also-also: all name changes are extremely deliberate bc its Them
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“Is someone dying?”
“No! It's nothing like that.”
“Okay, I just had to check!” Luke pauses. “Am I dying? Am I dead and this is the afterlife?”
“What about this situation—”
“Maybe it’s a test to get into heaven! Like I have to comfort my friend in order to prove— I don’t know, man! I’ve never…” Luke swallows. “I’ve never seen you cry before.”
The faint amusement on Alex’s face wilts away. He breathes out, shakes his head, and then inhales deeply. “I, uh…” He sits on the armrest of their ratty sofa. “I came out to my parents.”
“Oh, shit,” Luke whispers.
hi. julie and the phantoms fanfiction for you and yours.
#julie and the phantoms#jatp#alex mercer#luke patterson#guys. i also dont know. just go with it#stuff#my writing#my fic#how do i tag anything ever#i wrote this thinking it was an exercise for the benefit of my own brain and that it would never be posted anywhere because it's bad#but then i let it sit for several weeks and now it doesnt look bad anymore#so now im tacking it onto the jatp fanfiction billboard#i have barely ventured into jatp fic world at all i have no idea what the vibes are#also im really a luke/julie girl but i had this thought about luke and alex and it would NOT let go of me#and i have no idea how to address luke and julie without trying to address the mess that is the canon we are left with at the end of s1#since it's the only season#and even if i erase the existence of mr big evil ghost magician (i forget his name. calum? corville? CALEB??)#and erase the dumb nick plotline#i still have no idea what to say happens in re: how solid and real are the boys after that initial hug#so anyway#all of which to say#i wrote a pre-canon thing instead lmao#and maybe one day ill have the strength to try my hand at a post-canon jukebox (thats the ship right?) thing#but today is not that day#now i know it's 2:30am so im gonna head to bed i think#goodnight xo
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I am so fucking close to finishing my goddamn fic that I started nearly two years ago. Jesus Christ I cannot be trusted with time management.
#ao3#fanfiction#archive of our own#fanfic writer problems#fanfic#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#writer#writer procrastinating#me? putting it off and forgetting about my fic? my ship that i adore? could never be me. i dont know who you're talking about.#its like therapy#if therapy was worse
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