#feel free to add on!

[whumporama]

Whumpee who was used to a life of survival, and often only had themselves to rely on.

They get poisoned, hurt, or sick, and are close to passing out. But they can't. Thry keep fighting. Because passing out means loss of control. Loss of security. They need to be awake, to be in control, to defend themselves.

Caretaker watches them fight and lose with tears in their eyes.

"It's okay, Whumpee." They try. "Just let go. I got you."

[5catsinnatrenchcoat]

Thinking about bat boys attending cons dressed as themselves

- Dick wears the Discowing ever. Single. Time. Frequent con goers know him on sight, he’s always popular. He pretends to be extremely clumsy and un-acrobatic.

- Tim goes one year and enters a Robin look alike contest. He gets second place. First place went to a 40 year old man wearing a handmade version of one of the earlier suits. As in, the suits without pants. (Granted it was well made). Tim is fuming and Jason won’t let him hear the end of it

-Jason wears the bat suit one time and enters a Batman look alike contest. He doesn’t even fucking place. It’s Tim’s turn to rub it in now

-Damian refused to go for the longest time, saying it was a “juvenile and idiotic venture.” He finally caves and comes when Tim shows him a picture of a dog in a robin costume. For the next con, Damian brings Titus in a Batman costume. Dami dresses as Nightwing (Dick cries).

[ebonyheartnet]

Jason wished he could give a fuck beyond the hostage they were here for, but honestly? This latest cult’s lack of originality just pissed him off. Times like this, he wished contacts were an option to hide the glow so Dick would stop it with the puppy dog eyes.

“Stupid fucking corrosive reservoir condition,” he muttered.

“All good, Hood?”

“I’m fine, O. Just being a normal amount of crazy.”

“Chatter,” Batman snapped.

Jason groaned and checked his position for the fifth time. On Batman’s signal, they all dropped.

The plan was simple: neutralize the doomsday cultists trying to summon a creature to protect its daughter. They’d done harder, more complicated extractions with half the manpower and a quarter of the time.

Maybe it was the itch in his bones.

Maybe it was the sudden headache.

Maybe it didn’t matter what distracted him, because the outcome was the same. Jason had been pulling the unconscious hostage out of the summoning circle when he felt something hot against his neck.

Of course someone got a lucky shot.

All Jason could do was fling the girl clear as the green rose around him.

____

“Madam, I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to step back,” Alfred said calmly, cocking his shot gun.

“Good thing you’re not gonna need that since it won’t work,” the glowing woman said. She crossed her arms and tapped a spectral foot. “Listen, this is entertaining, but it was a fight just to get here. I know you can help me get to my son.”

“And I believe I asked you to identify yourself.”

“Right, Jason didn’t have any pictures of me…”

“Madam, I will not ask—“

“Catherine Todd, at your service, Mr. Alfred.” The ghost glared. “Some fucker decided to botch summoning a, “nurturing spirit that would burn the world for their child,” so here I am.”

Alfred blinked, which was practically a spit take for him, and the shot gun lowered a fraction.

“Ms. Todd, that is quite the remarkable story. I don’t mean to cast any doubt, but…”

“Did I mention that I beat the shit out of Sheila for the right to be here?” Catherine’s smile was all knives. “The bitch might be blood, but that’s my baby she sold out. The spell didn’t leave much room beyond that.”

“Does that sound plausible?” Alfred said into his comm.

“It’s way more than probable,” Oracle responded. “I’ve lost Hood, RR, Wing and B. Black Bat was closest and is attempting recon.”

“Tell Barbara that Jason falling into the circle probably triggered a strong enough pulse to fry their tech. Ecto doesn’t play well with untreated electronics.” Catherine laughed at the carefully blank look Alfred gave. “Dead men tell no tales is a fucking lie. We’ve gotta pass the time somehow.”

“Well that’s… Hmm.” Barbara groaned. “If she knows, she knows. Bringing her down might be worth it.”

It was finally Alfred’s turn to smirk. He opened the door and lead Catherine towards the cave. Bruce wouldn’t like it, but he could be mollified. Video evidence of Sheila’s loss would be a powerful bribe.

[writingpotathoes]

The apocalypse has started. Jung Heewon is now called Kim Dokja's Gun. Kim Dokja discarded the laws of physics and made a piston out of a ground rat's spine. Yi Sunshin gives Kim Dokja the stigma Song of the Gun. Kim Dokja shoots down a fire dragon with his Unmissable Faith. Kim Dokja shoots at the absolute throne until it cracks. Kim Dokja gifts Jung Heewon a flame thrower that screams every time it senses evil. Kyrgios either wields a AK-47 ten times bigger than him, or a piston you could crush with fingers. He shoots at a huge man's penis rather than cut it off. Cheok Junghyeong has a gun whose bullets could blast mountains into two and cut rivers in half. Yoo Joonghyuk shoots at the outer god with his piston. Yoo Joonghyuk shoots at the ground when he is happy. Lee Hyunsung is called Steel Gun and can turn into a gun.

"Let's meet again Yoo Joonghyuk" *BANG BANG PEW PEW*

[whos-the-seme]

Someone should honestly write a "4 Times That Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu Accidentally Acted Like Partners (and 1 Time They Finally Realized It)" thing. That would be so fun.

Here's some of what I got so far, though they're a tad incomplete. Feel free to add on!!!

Sharing a Bed

Shen Qingqiu stumbled into the peak lord meeting right before the starting time, eyes barely even open. He was impeccably dressed, as always, but the slight puffiness of his eyes and the way he was fighting back a yawn signaled to the fact that he might have rolled out of bed barely 5 minutes before.

He ignored the stares that he received as he made his way over and slid into the seat next to Shang Qinghua, groaning. Shang Qinghua raised his eyebrow at him, mildly amused. For once, he was the slightly well-rested one and his friend was the sleep-deprived mess. Despite this, he started pouring a cup of tea for the other.

"Shen-shixiong, did you even sleep properly? You were the one who told me to go home and get more sleep." He finished pouring the tea and passed the cup to his friend, before pouring himself a cup.

Shen Qingqiu groaned even louder at his words but accepted the cup. "I know, I know. I just couldn't get to sleep, though." He took a small sip and sighed in delight. "It's just that your bed is so much more comfortable than mine, so--"

Shang Qinghua, midway through drinking his tea, choked.

Silence.

Absolute silence. Mu Qingfang slowly put down his brush while Qi Qingqi's eyes darted between Shang Qinghua and Shen Qingqiu, a smile spreading on her face.

Shen Qingqiu's slowly turning cog wheels finally realizes what he just said and the people he just said it in front of. Shang Qinghua made a slight wheezing sound.

Yue Qingyuan set down his own teacup, smiling pleasantly. "Shang-shidi's bed?"

"His guest bed!" Shen Qingqiu nearly yells. "I meant to say his guest bed, obviously that's where I sleep when I stay over, where else would I sleep, of course! I sleep in the bed that is not his!"

Shang Qinghua begins to nod his head frantically. "Yes, yes, he sleeps in my guest bed." Noticing the still dangerous glint in Yue Qingyuan's eyes, he begins to wave his hands around as if trying to stave off his impending doom. "N-not that Shen Qingqiu sleeps over often, or anything, ahahaha! It's just a spare bed that I happen to have--"

"I see," Yue Qingyuan interrupts, still smiling. Never before has Shang Qinghua feared for his life like this. He continues cheerfully, "Thank you for the clarification. Why don't we get this meeting started."

2. Robe Mix-Up

Shit! Shen Qingqiu had completely forgotten that he had to teach a morning class and was running late. He might have had too much fun last night reading trashy novels and bitching about them with Shang Qinghua, only to forget his responsibilities to his students. Upon waking and realizing the sun was already up, he nearly shoved Shang Qinghua off the bed trying to get up.

In his hurry to look presentable and still arrive on time, Shen Qingqiu grabbed the nearest outer robe that he could find and slipped it on, while simultaneously trying to fix his hair. Shang Qinghua, the traitor, simply rolled over and muttered something in his sleep, despite the chaos. He rolled his eyes at his best friend, despite the other not being awake to see it.

Finally ready, Shen Qingqiu rushes out of his bamboo house and starts to speed-walk, doing his best to still look majestic and peak lord-like, and not like he was running late to his own class. In his hurry, he doesn't notice the wide-eyed looks he was garnering from the older disciples he passed.

It was only when he steps into the classroom, and the previously hushed whispers and laughter of the teens fall dead silent, that he notices that something is wrong. They all stare at him.

"Good morning, everyone," Shen Qingqiu says pleasantly. No response. What, did he have something on his face or something?? He discreetly wiped at his cheeks, wondering what they were looking at. "Did something happen?"

"Shizun... isn't that...?" Ming Fan hesitantly spoke up, eyeing the blue robes that his teacher was wearing.

Shen Qingqiu followed his disciple's line of sight and looked down.

Ah. An Ding Peak Lord Blue. He must have accidentally grabbed Shang Qinghua's robes when getting dressed this morning.

Wait.

Fuck.

Shen Qingqiu can feel his face freeze.

Another brave disciple spoke up. "A-are those Shang-shishu's--"

"No," Shen Qingqiu says. His eye began to switch.

"But--"

"I said no."

Unfortunately for him, word spread fast, and by midday meal, there were people whispering about the fact that Shen Qingqiu had left his residence wearing Shang Qinghua's robes.

Shang Qinghua tsk'd at him from over the tea table they were taking their lunch at on An Ding Peak. "You just had to take my robe, huh? If you wanted to wear my clothes so bad, you could have just asked." An Ding disciples gawked at them on their way to do errands. One walked into a wooden post.

Shen Qingqiu glared at him, ears still burning red from embarrassment. "Shut up, Qinghua."

[ao3-shenanigans]

How do ya'll come up with your fic names? I feel like I'll fly through the fic writing process and then come up completely blank on the actual title 😩.

So true!

A short list with some ideas (feel free to add more in the comments)

1. A line of dialogue from the fic.

Ex: “I never loved you.” “I know”

Ex: “Run if you need- I’ve got your back”

2. A song (or lyric from one) that reminds you of your work. A line form a poem also works for this.

Ex: From Eden

Or:  Honey, you're familiar (like my mirror years ago)

Additionally: How I wish he’d go away

3. Describe the fic, old chapter-title style

Ex: The one in which Jon goes on a date

Or: Wherin Sasha makes a confession

4. The central theme

Ex: Grief and What Comes After

Or: Longing (or perhaps lust)

5. An object or location of importance

Ex: Times Square

Or: The Coffee Cup

Feel free to add on or share your favorite/most creative fic titles!

[gayeilgeoir]

The objectification of women runs deep, and when you start unpacking it, it’s terrifying just how built into our society it is

Eg:

Calling boats,cars,animals with she/her pronouns

AI usually having female voices

Boudoir photography being considered “art”

Mannequins are almost solely female modelled

Models literally being treated as human clothing stands

Dolls being virtually all female

Heterosexual sex being described as “fucking, banging, smashing etc”

Vaginas being called “holes”

[defire]

Sounds--pleas

Victim thinks they can reason with aggressor, "wait."

Whumper approaching with hot poker, whumpee hoarsely, "n-n-no-no-no stop, stop, I'm begging you"

hopeless "I, hhcan't, c-can't,"

"you're gonna kill me."

[obey-me-fics-n-shit]

Yandere!Malleus Draconia concept that keeps eating at my brain goes something, something…….

Yandere Malleus who cannot handle when his darling (soon to be wife!) subtly tries to prepare him for the fact that she’ll be gone one day. So as a wedding present for her (though really Malleus himself) his grandmother, Lillia, and him devise a spell that will keep her alive as long as she’ll need to be.

Yandere Malleus, who once his darling is asleep, kills her. All for good reason, no doubt. You see, the spell ties her life force to his own. As long as Malleus lives, so too shall she, when he vowed to ‘share’ his life with her, he meant it. Killing her ensures she cant grow old now that she’ll be tied to Malleus’ already extended life. Because even though her life ended she can live attached to Malleus’ no problem, but you cannot grow and age on someone else’s time.

Darling who, for a long time, is none the wiser to the change Malleus, and indeed Lillia and the queen of briar valley herself made. At first it wasn’t so noticeable a problem, sure her human friends are starting to look closer to middle age, but maybe she’s just aging a touch more gracefully. After all, the food and air in briar valley is a good deal more refined than elsewhere. “You haven’t changed at all!” They’d say, jovially, just shy of hitting the nail on the head.

And the time passes so slowly anyways, sure it feels like she’s been in the castle alongside Malleus forever but thats just what happens when you run the same tasks everyday. No, it’s not until another decade or so later when her old NRC friends come back to visit again, that the changes in them- more accurately the lack of change in her- takes her by surprise. Faint crows feet and the beginnings of grey hair is now decorating her lively pals. Their age becoming them. It’s not even unpleasant, just a fact of life that she delights in noticing until she remembers that she too should be aging. That night she’ll spend hours looking at herself in the mirror, mapping where these changes ought to be reflected in her as well. Only with abject and mounting horror to find she hasn’t changed a day, hasn’t changed at all.

[applepixls]

theres some drama going around the mcyt community so hopefully this post can be a little bit of good vibes :D

I tend to disappear from the internet for various reasons just as drama is starting so here are some of those reasons and who of the (c!)hermits(and friends) i think would disappear for which reason :)

climbing a mountain: mumbo, etho, gem, false

just vanishing from the internet for no reason lol (for the vibess optionally they then pick up an odd hobby or get chosen by the cat distribution ssystem): pearl, cleo, lizzie, scar, stress, bigb

spotlight operator for a production of jack and the beanstalk: skizz, jimmy, bdubs

got tangled in wires and is busy being angry: doc

stage managing/lighting design for a musical: tango, scott, impulse, grian, cub

got hyperfixated on hypothermia and did nothing but research that: zedaph

bonus (not something that i've done but a valid reason)

Wife: Joel

Acting in play: ren, martyn

[5mary5]

Ik that ikevil mc (kate) is from London meaning she speaks English as her first language (lets all ignore the fact that the game is voiced in japanese for a moment) and she propably doesn't speak a second language but I just can't help but wonder what would crowns reaction be to an mc who has a foreign language as their mother tongue?? Like imagine mc hitting her toe on the table while at breakfast with the rest of crown and cursing in a language they dont understand;; I think that the initial reaction would be something like : 👀👁👁 especially liams! He would be SO curious to know what you just said! chances are that victor already knows about the fact that you can speak more than one languages but he would still be suprised, also I honestly can't imagine william having a different reaction other than his usual smile 🙂 hmmm maybe he would comment about their darling Robin being smart or something? Anyways I couldn't stop thinking about this it literally has been inside my head running around in circles for atleast a month now and I finally stopped procrastinating and wrote it ✍️

[spiritofmymuse]

parallels between jayvik and everything everywhere all at once

Plus, the fact that both Jobu Tupaki and Viktor are omniversal beings travelling to every universe to find their loved one that will understand the weight on their shoulders and the pain they carry.

[asagewitch05]

I've seen Jason and Tim as fannish, but now I give you this.

If there was one thing Jason and Tim agreed on, over anything else, it was fanfiction. Perhaps it wasn't quite what Bruce or Dick would think of as the ideal bonding, but it worked. Tim helped Jason, sometimes even Beta-ing, much to his delight, and Jason helped Tim much the same.

They were both long-standing and respected authors in the Gotham, Batman, and Superhero fandoms. One could rarely go on a 'Best in Batman Fics' list without one of theirs showing up.

But one reigned above them both, having written for longer, having been more widely recognized as their fics weren't as fandom specific.

BlueJay01.

They wrote characters in Gotham- in any shape and form. He even had written about Robin- quite a bit actually.

Jason and Tim both revered BlueJay01. Their works were emotional, famed to make anyone who read them be brought to tears. But they were... concerned. Quite a few readers were, actually.

They wrote about abuse. Earlier on, it was subtler, or they didn't seem to recognize it- that or they truly were a god of words- but now it was quite obvious.

Older siblings protecting younger ones through keeping them in the dark. Brothers taking the brunt of a father's cruelty. Death riddled every story, but it seemed to only get worse over time.

Many were worried about BlueJay01's mental health, Tim and Jason included.

So they decided to find them.

...okay, through illegal means but it was for a good reason!

But Tim couldn't find them. At all. It was like they were a ghost. Well, with how much grief and pain wrought their works, Jason didn't seem to dismiss the idea.

...they never put the dots together. Damian was the only one who knew, mostly because he had found Dick writing in a sobbing rage induced frenzy after a particularly painful argument with Bruce. Steph likely had an inkling due to the terms he put together sometimes, but Dick couldn't be quite sure. He was however, completely aware of the fact that his brothers wrote- it may or may not have indirectly been his fault as to why Jason found AO3 in the first place.

He didn't stop writing unless when he was Agent 37 and Renegade. Didn't stop him for long, since when he came back to 'normalcy' both times, he furiously wrote about his situations- through other characters of course. He would be stupid to put his entire self out there.

But it was a nice vent. And people genuinely liked his writing, so that was nice. Although, he couldn't let Jason or Tim ever find out due to the obvious references to Bruce- hell, he'd even put 'Based of my father lol' as a tag once. Okay, not once. Many times. As well as vent fic. So, suffice to say, he couldn't EVER let his siblings know. Nope. Too dangerous.

[blackghostm2o]

Yk that Cherik had figured out about Gerard being his father, but never told him about this (before it was too late)…

I was thinking… This would’ve probably made him have a really bad breakdown and be like: “I’m such a hideous monster that even my father won’t admit that I’m his child.” Making him loathe himself even more…

Maybe even trying to convince himself, almost force himself, that he is wrong and Gerard isn’t really his father, just to preserve that little sanity still remaining…

I believe that if Gerard had taken just a crumb of responsibility and didn’t relegate his son to live in darkness, Erik could’ve been pretty happy (obviously the stigma of a masked man would have still remained, but Gerard was the director of the Opera house… He could’ve secured a nice position for his son…)

[whos-the-seme]

"I know who you pretend I am. I'm not him. Shen Jiu died, alright? That qi deviation killed him." Pleading. "I'm all that's left. You're all that's left."

Hesitation. "Then what is this? Where is this?"

"You're here with me." Soft.

"Where am I, if not with Xiao Jiu?" Grief.

"Here." Sorrow. "With me."

[realbatberntruther]

I've been having some Robin!Bernard thoughts and here's what I think:

I am not well versed in the timeline of Tim's time as Robin, but you know how in some versions he ends up as joker junior?, well, make that happen while he's still in highschool with Bernard and Darla

This could happen before or after Darla's death, but my thoughts are after it happened

Let's say, Darla dies and Tim gets kidnapped, Bernard is having the worst months of his life, he just lost his two best friends and is having problems dealing with the trauma of the shooting

Then, for some reason, he discovers Tim's identity as Robin and, by extension, Batman's identity

He's so angry and worried and sad that he just straight up goes to the manor to confront him

He essentially yells his way into the operation to find Tim and, despite not wanting the Robin mantle, gets it as a form of protection, which is to say, he gets training

He used a literal hammer to smash a hole into the wall to get to Tim, so a literal hammer he gets there too

One of my favorite fics about Tim and Bernard involves Bernard being really good at driving thanks to his uncle, so I'm in favor of including that in this au in favor of giving him something that distinguishes him of the other Robin's

Also, the idea of Robin!Bernard driving Batman around like a madman while B is clutching those seats for dear life is just too funny to ignore

As I said, I'm not aware of the whole timeline of Tim's time as Robin, and less of Stephanie, so I wouldn't know if they could both be Robin at the same time, if they were, they could team up to cover more terrain and help find Tim faster

If Stephanie and Bernard did meet at the time and both helped in the search for time, I like to believe they would be friends

Wherever they find him before or after the jokerization is completed is up to you

English is not my first language so I might have made some mistakes, feel free to add your own thoughts!