#gen is dead

[reasonsforhope]

Sometimes you just have one of those moments where the progress we've made as a culture get thrown into stark relief. You look at something and go "Holy shit, that would never have happened when I was a kid."

Today, I had one of those moments when I realized that the teenage boys I'm working with are just. genuinely, openly enthusiastic about going to Build-a-Bear for their outing.

These are sixteen and seventeen year old boys! They just had a whole conversation about what to name their "cute", mostly new squishmallows! They're genuinely excited that they're going to Build-a-Bear this weekend and asking other kids to pick up specific accessories for them!!

Holy shit, that never would've happened when I was 16. None of the boys would have dared to be visibly interested - and neither would most of the girls! There would have been a million gay jokes and "Haha, you're a girl" jokes and "What are you, a baby?" jokes. Teenagers weren't even supposed to care about anything back then!

Less than 15 years later, and I'm watching three 17 year old boys treat all that as not even worthy of comment.

So let's call that a reason for hope. Even when the kids aren't alright, in some ways apparently they are alright. Go Gen Z, honestly. It's so lovely to watch you guys just openly doing and saying stuff that, when I was a teen, would've been a social death sentence.

[0xycod0ne]

neil josten,, my muse,, my favourite blood soaked pathetic cat

[yameoto]

MINDRAPE! CATE DUNLAP.

synopsis; she can make you do whatever she wants. fill in the blanks. (and hey, it's not kidnapping if you walked in there and chained yourself up. right?)

✗ warnings; dark!cate, fem!reader, noncon, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, fauxjob, strapfucking wc; 2k

IT’S not kidnapping. at least, not if you think about it. after all, sweet nothings whispered in your ear or not—at the end of the day—you’re the one who shackled yourself to a bolt-locked barstool at the ninety-ninth story of vought tower. at least, that's what cate tells you—and what cate tells you, you breathe like law.

it's okay. you don’t have to think about it. that’s not what you’re good for, anyways.

an eternity passes before she arrives. it’s torture. because while cate may be a crazy, manipulative, psycho bitch who keeps you bound to her kitchen stool almost 24/7 (with rope-burns around your ankles and wrists, to prove it), between her and boredom? the latter is more likely to kill you. so, ineffably, relief washes over you at the sound of the mechanical lock unclicking. heels clinking against marble. your mind goes a little fuzzy around the edges, too. a defense mechanism, or her own design—you don't know. will never know.

cate. cate. you hate her. you've missed her. you can’t live without her. (or, alternatively; you love her you love her you love her).

she leans down to pet your hair like you're some sort of house-pet. god. aren’t you? “untie yourself." she orders, voice, airy and familiar—and your body simply does. she likes you undone. she likes that its you doing the doing and undoing. yes, this is your fault. you brought yourself here. you did this to yourself.

even when you untie your restraints, you can't bring yourself to move. the tiles are cold against your knees.

vought lets her keep you. a plaything under surveillance is better than letting her run amok (though most of the footage she keeps for herself. she likes watching it back. likes making you watch it back, as she keeps you on her lap and fucks the brains out of your skull). as long as she keeps it clean. airtight. under lock and key.

perhaps, she took the statement too literally.

cate flounces to the couch, one leg slung gracefully over the other. she smiles, fingers beckoning you over. at your hesitance, she cocks her head, eyebrow arching warningly. she twitches her fingers, once, and it’s enough to make you squirm. "don't make me make you."

cate always speaks like that—slow, lethal. like the languid swell of blood beading from a papercut. her nails graze underside your jaw, delicate, teetering on the razor’s edge between petting your scruff or slicing your throat. effectively cowed, you crawl, keening timidly at the purred "good girl." that follows. her hand curls in your hair, deceptively gentle.

“legs, open.” her voice is like spidersilk, and even in its’ gentleness your body reacts to its steely underbelly—how it drains the will out of your body, and how it stretches your legs as wide as they might go. “sit.” there’s a beat of hesitance. the floor? the sofa? her lap? misinterpretation begets punishment, and you're so, adorably afraid. so of course, you glance back up at her, wavering, waiting for further instruction. her smile widens, head tilting, like she knows. of course she knows.

god, how precious you are. her sweet thing. can’t even think for yourself, anymore. sometimes, when cate tunes in to the thoughts swirling in your head—there's nothing. no more escape plans that might as well be scrabbling at the walls, or god forbid, droll, suicidal ideations that are more bored meanderings rather than serious attempts. all she hears, nowadays, is blissful, beautiful static.

for a brief moment, she lets you stew in your rising panic; at the near insurmountable feat of choosing something for yourself, as simple as deciding where to sit, until cate savours enough of the frantic flickering of your pupils and the delicious, furtive pound of your heartbeat until she grants you a small mercy. "the table, baby." she clarifies, tone just a smidge smug, and in an instant, you sit your plush ass against the glass coffee table. cate marvels, not for the first time, just how empty she's made that pretty little head of yours.

“take it out.” she breathes, into your ear, and the order is so familiar you don't need further clarification, hands whipping upwards to unbutton the fly of cate’s jeans. cate sinks back into the couch, hum almost playful as you struggle to pull the fabric down, with her thighs pinned against the cushions. she enjoys, watching, in silent amusement—before canting her hips upwards lazily, to help you along. allows you to peel back fabric and let the bulge packing in her crotch spring free.

your eyes widen, smacked in the jaw by hot-pink silicone. it’s larger than normal. the one that hurts. your ensuing whimper makes something hot and heavy wrench in cate’s gut. it's a shame, that you don't even know what you do to her.

"c'mon," cate's head tilts as her eyes bore into yours, arms languidly draped over the couch’s armrests. the dry tip of the dildo bobs into your mouth, your lips wrapping around it. so good, so obedient for her. "make it wet for me, baby."

the order sends a hot flush to your ears. you suck, tongue wrapping against the underside as your pretty pink porno lips glisten with your own saliva, taking her deeper and deeper, cheeks rushing with blood.

“look at you. drooling over my dick.” cate purrs, and your head jerks, downwards in its haste to obey, and you gag in the process, choking on silicone. cate laughs, and you’re all embarrassed and needy because your it’s true. your ass, squashed up humiliatingly against the glass. cunt leaking, smearing with each movement of your thighs, and there’ll be an imprint when you get up. if she lets you get up.

you’re still suckling, tip bobbing in your throat as you bite back splutters like an obedient thing, when cate’s apparently had enough. she shoves you, back flat against the glass. in doing so, the dildo slips from your mouth, and you let slip a confused, befuddled whine as your body screeches at you to take it back in. to follow that single, all-consuming command. simple creature, you. you try to sit upright, before a hand shoots around your throat. thrusts you back down, roughly, head knocking against glass.

“don’t move.” cate hisses, grasp tightening. it locks your limbs, just like that. when you fall limp, she hums, pleased, lowering herself between legs.

she kisses your inner thigh. everything in you aches to squirm, but can’t, not ever—limbs heavy with the weight of cate’s whims. her head tilts, lips jutted out in that sweet, innocuous pout as she drags up your skin. doe eyes blown wide, imploring as if she hasn't broken you, so completely and so utterly.

she dives inwards, tongue lashing up against your clit, and it hurts not to move as she peers up between your thighs. apparently, you can cry and moan as much as you want, though, and god, do you. it's purposeful. she loves to hear the noises. cate can’t smirk, not with the way her mouth is preoccupied with the hot, painful pulse of your cunt. tongue darting out and flicking in delicate licks, like a kitten lapping at milk. she doesn’t need to; the smug, knowing gleam in her eyes is gloating enough.

“mommy, please.” you gasp, like a needy little brat, hips shuddering upwards as the urge for more throbs upwards from between your legs and fuzzes your brain. cate grins in delight.

"mommy, huh?" she echoes, almost wolfish. her fingers are quick to grasp your jaw. she squeezes, angling your jaw as if inspecting a prized animal. "god. i didn't even make you say that." her eyes blaze as they scour over your body. like she’s appraising you in a new light; the way you melt, so pliant in her hands, her words. the way you mould to fit her every need without her having to lift a finger—in every sense of the word.

abruptly, her hands dig into your thighs and she orders, low and soft “flip over,” and you do. ass perked high in the air, back arched and your pussy wet with want that’s not yours, but drips obscenely from your spitsoaked folds onto the glass, like something filthy, nonetheless. cate’s breath hitches from behind, hand smoothing over the curve of your ass. briefly reverent. before her hand comes down to pinch and twist flesh, of course.

“spread yourself open,” she demands, and you can feel plastic brush against your inner thigh. obeying is almost too smooth, despite the shiver that trickles down your spine, fingers stretching your cunt open.

she slaps your cunt, hard. you cry out, clit swollen and pussy pulsing with need. “wider.” she grits, as if irritated, but you can hear the delight underneath there, as your knees bend lower, thighs spreading impossibly wider, fingers trembling with the force in which you splay yourself out, pussy glistening under the light.

god, how gorgeous you are, on display for her. her adorable little showpony. cate laughs, and you hear the snap of a phone, clicking. you open your mouth, lips reddened, bitten raw—

she shoves the dildo into your waiting cunt, and you scream.

“ah. guess i haven’t loosened you enough, yet,” cate observes as she pumps at a leisurely pace, disappointment veiling the self-satisfaction in her tone. the anguished noises you make, with each violent thrust of her hips. the way you cry out, eyes flying open, walls straining against the girth of it, stretching your stomach, thighs wobbling in the effort just to keep yourself upright.

cate forces herself in, making room you didn’t even know you had. her teeth are sharp as she nips in your ear, hips plunging in agonisingly slow motions as she pushes through your cunt's delicious, masochistic resistance. everything in you aches to writhe, to thrash, to throw yourself off this fucking table and hurl yourself down the ninety-nine storey, floor-to-ceiling windows, and yet you can’t even lift a fucking finger. a bee, drowning in its own honey.

cate almost yawns. her hand pinches the flesh of your ass. “god, this is too much work..” cate sighs, hand idly twirling a strand of your hair, and she yanks it back the same time she jams herself, inside, skin flush against skin. she grins, lazy. “mm. do it for me.”

mindlessly, you let out a hopeless whine, and then you’re fucking yourself back on cate's cock. she's not even moving. stilling to idle motionless as her hand twines in your hair, strap cinched low on her waist as your hips rock, panting with effort as you slam yourself back against plastic, again, and again. lips parted, tears a comforting burn behind glazed-over eyes. it’s not only her words compelling you. to snap your hips back with increasing ferocity, pounding yourself—deeper, and deeper. how you gasp, eyes rolling back into your skull when the tip buries itself deep enough in your tight, hot pussy to make your cum splatter against glass, knees slippery with fluid, and yet—you can’t stop, still. weakly pulsing around plastic as your hips keep moving, walls keep swallowing silicone and spitting it back out again, even as your limbs buckle with exhaustion and your cunt sears—

she’s made you into nothing. nothing but goo on her coffee table, mindless and bathing in a puddle of your own fluids.

finally, when cate’s had her view of the pretty, pathetic sight you make—she touches your shoulder, and simply says, “enough.”

you pull yourself out, slumping on the glass table, a weak thing. cate regards you, for a moment, pussy still dribbling cum, forming a pool under your thighs like melted ice cream. still, you can’t move. arms like lead, tongue lolling out—a beaten puppy.

she kisses your vacant, empty head, lips moving against skin. “tie yourself back up after i go, hm?” and then, she hops off the table.

the door clicks shut, and you tie yourself back up again. the slick dries cold between your thighs.

[oldbutchdanielcraig]

started imagining rpf discourse in the rockstar lestat universe (part 1)

[barblaz-arts]

Barblaz's Wenclair AU's masterpost

*NOTE: This is sorted by order of chronological events. If you want to see them by date posted, make sure you're in my blog before clicking on the name of the AU in the tags if ur on mobile. If ur on desktop, click on my blog's name first then click on the tag for the AU. Have fun backreading mwah!

Inuyasha AU - AU based on the anime Inusyasha. For the youngsters unfamiliar with it, it's an old anime about a modern Japanese teenager named Kagome who gets magicked to a feudal Japan that is terrorized by demons. She accidentally awakens a half-demon named Inuyasha(literally means demon dog) who was sealed frozen in time by Kagome's ancestor and Inuyasha's first love, Kikyo

Wednesday meets the half-demon Enid

Familiar faces

Kitty the Manticore

Pokemon AU - name speaks for itself i think.

Hex Maniac Wednesday and Cute Trainer Enid want to battle!(over a Mimikyu?)

Cover art

Getting to know Wednesday and Enid's Pokemons

List of Gym Leaders, Elite Four and the Champions

The Balcony Talk: Pokemon AU Edition

The boys awakening some "green-eyed monsters"

Challenging Champions Morticia and Gomez Addams(warning: it's still a WIP)

When you're part of their team...

Fanart by @enidtendo64

"Wenclair in my moot's styles" drawing meme by @kris-6758

Fanfics inspired by this AU by IntrusiveCreativity on AO3

Next Gen Nevermore AU - Wednesday and Enid as wives with a daughter named Vega

Meet Vega Addams

She has (both) her mothers' eyes

Mothers and daughter

Enid the wildlife rescuer

Baby's first wolf out

Vega's love for the extraterrestrial

Domestic Addamses

Full Moon nights are Family Nights

Finding the right 'do

The Heroes of Nevermore

Height Difference

Enrollment

SkyWolf

SkyWolf Meet Cute

Meet Sora Toriyama

Clowning each other like an old married couple

Principal Barclay

Clingy wolf

Family Day

Meeting Mrs. and Mrs. Addams

Full Moon Nights are Family Nights(ft. Sora)

Vega's favorite place: Sora's shoulder

Vega's Uncle Pugsley and his diverse children

Vega's Uncle Pubert, bane of her existence

Pubert fucks around and finds out

Happy Halloween

Regine Ottinger

Voices for Vega, Sora, Regine, and Pubert(ask)

The Mystery Missfits

Get to know Vega's cousins

Sora and Regine's parents

Bonus Vega fanfics by other authors:

Enid and Wednesday have a very important conversation with their daughter (by @eggplant-crusader)

Sora visits the Addamses (by TheVeryGayLouvio on AO3)

The aftermath of Vega's first wolf out by @whitebeltwriter

Vega and Sora's misadventures by @whitebeltwriter

Meet the Addamses AU - based on the movie Meet the Robinsons. Due a magical mishap, Vega Addams accidentally brings teen Enid Sinclair into the future and desperately tries to hide from Enid that the Addamses are the family she will eventually marry into.

Wednesday's daughter is full of woe(and stressed as FUCKK)

Addamses of the future

Enid Addams

See you later

Witchcraft Baby AU - loosely inspired by Lilo and Stitch. Wednesday is a witch who used Enid's blood to make a homunculus. The consequences are dire as their creation is taboo and Wednesday used the blood of a Sinclair to do it. Wednesday wants everyone to leave her and her creation alone, meanwhile all Enid sees is a chance for family.

A deal is made(fic)

Wednesday backstory(fic)

Vega the Homunculus (art)

Jailbreak (art)

[birrdify]

what if 4 just went so coo coo crazy once that even mr puzzles would catch onto his weird ass behaviour<3

[person4924]

is this anything ?

[managone16]

The recap of the Marauders era fanon would be that we grabbed Harry Potter's parents and their friends, dipped them into a pool of rainbows and fucking ran with them.

[starry-bi-sky]

jason and danny childhood friends au memes (mild spoilers)

[yupekosi]

dp x dc prompt again bc i am plagued with blorbo thoughts. should i make this a series?? anyway

so we all know that Jason 'Pride and Prejudice' Todd-Wayne is a nerd, right? no amount of muscle can hide that this fridge of a man was once the dorky little kid that was so excited to go to school he skipped out on Robin patrols to do homework.

I propose that Danny 'I Wanna Be an Astronaut' Fenton Phantom is also a fucking nerd. he gets good grades, when he's not having to juggle school, sleep, and secret ghost fighting, and he takes to engineering like a ghost to ectoplasm. he's also the exact kind of space-obsessed geeky kid that would absolutely devour every sci-fi show and book he could get, and I say that as someone who was that space-obsessed geeky kid.

so, as young teens, both boys spent a lot of time in online fandom spaces, and eventually become internet friends. Jason's into classic lit and Lord of the Rings while Danny's into comic books and Star Trek, but they get on surprisingly well. They're chatting on forums and beta-ing each other's fanfiction, that sort of thing... and then Jason vanishes.

he just stops responding to messages, he stops posting, all his accounts are abandoned. Danny is very concerned, of course, but this happens right around the time of his accident, so he has more city-destroying things to worry about than an online friend going MIA. and eventually, as he gets older, he sort of forgets about Jason, only occasionally thinking back to the kid he used to talk to, wondering whatever happened to him.

so time passes, and Danny, now a young adult, ends up meeting the Batfam for whatever reason. is he part of the Justice League? in Gotham for a Wayne Enterprises internship? superhero shenanigans? Ghost King Summoning? secret twin/son/clone bullshit? up to you!

any way, he's hitting it off with the Batkids, and at some point Jason subconsciously quotes something from one of his old, unpublished fanfics from his Tumblr days.

and Danny's jaw drops. the Batkids stare at him; you can see the gears turning in his head before he blurts out;

"You're WingingIt02???"

and something deep in Jason's brain, buried under layers of death-trauma and Pit Rage clicks.

"Holy shit, AstroloGhost??"

[once again, not planning to make this a fic, but feel free to run wild with the prompt! just give credit if you do, please! :3]

[silverycryptid]

i been meaning to watch more classical horror film (or more films in general) i did watch night of the living dead like a month ago

[demonic0angel]

PhantomBat Next Gen 2.0

I remade this post bc I’ve been thinking about it for awhile lmao (click for clarity)

The numbers symbolize age, so 1 is the oldest, and 12 is the youngest. Each square also separates each family. And ofc, these are my preferred ships so maybe your idea of the PhantomBat next gen is different.

Details are always susceptible to change, but notes and details (very long) are below:

1) Abigail “Abby” Crystal Weston: (31 years old) the adopted daughter of Stephanie and Wes. She is Stephanie’s biological daughter that she gave up for adoption when she was 15. When Stephanie got pregnant for the 2nd time with her son, she felt depressed and guilty for her first child. Wes used his investigative abilities and connections to find her daughter and they discovered that she was still unadopted. They quickly adopted her and only years later did they tell her the truth. She is a civilian, but is aware of her family’s activities and acts as an alibi. Fun fact: she is married and has a daughter!

2) Jove Dillon Gordon: (24 years old) He is the adopted child of Barbara Gordon and Valerie Gray. Originally part of the DP universe, he became a liminal through contamination and accidentally transported himself into the DC universe. He was adopted by Barbara and when his origins were revealed, Valerie stepped in to help (and then they fell in love). He’s a hero named Rabbit and has teleportation and time/matter manipulation abilities that he hasn’t fully discovered yet. Fun fact: he is albino!

3) Marillyn “Mari” Maddy Grayson: (24 years old) Dick and Dan’s only child. Her conception was an accident because Dan didn’t think he could get pregnant, but when it happened, they were overjoyed. She is extremely mischievous, free-spirited, and a bit arrogant, but she is brave and bold, often the first one to defend her family. She is a hero who takes on the name Flamebird to fight alongside Dick. She has pretty strong halfa powers and can switch between forms as a hero. Fun fact: She is best friends with Elinor and the two usually travel together.

4) Elinor “Ella” Catherine Nightingale: (24 years old) Jason and Jazz’s oldest daughter. She is tall and very intelligent, having gained both of her parents’ literature loving habits. Compared to Mari, she is more mature and responsible, but she still enjoys a fun time. She has no powers, and takes on the name of Romola as a hero with wolf motifs like Jazz. Fun fact: Her face is a female version of Jason’s!

5) Seth Austin Weston: (24 years old) Wes and Stephanie’s oldest son. He is a great investigator and brawler like Steph. He works as a hero by the name of Warning, since he wanted to have a somewhat similar name to Spoiler. He can be abrasive and he focuses on the big picture rather than details, but he is protective and very loyal. Fun fact: He is considered a player by his cousins.

6) Thomas “Tommy” Bruce Drake-Kent: (20 years old) Tim, Kon, and Dani’s oldest son. When he was young, his dream was to take over the world. He still has that dream as he’s older, and he is extremely successful in taking the steps necessary to recreate the world into a utopia. He is a civilian with no powers, but he uses his money and skills to support and provide for his brother and cousins. He has a bit of brother-complex, but he just really loves his family. Fun fact: He takes advantage of the fact that he has Vlad, Lex, and Bruce as grandparents to further his goals.

7) Alfonso “Alfie” B Nightingale: (20 years old) Jason and Jazz’s only son. He is the twin of Marianne and is the middle child. He has no powers and takes on the name of Remus as a hero with wolf motifs like his mom. He and Elinor are the wolves to Marianne’s Little Red Riding Hood. He is quiet and serious, but he has a soft side. It’s also said that he looks a lot like Bruce. Fun fact: He used to have a very long emo phase!

8) Marianne “Annie” Talia Nightingale: (20 years old) Jason and Jazz’s youngest daughter. She is the twin of Alfonso and is the youngest. She has no powers and takes on the mantle of Little Red in replacement of Jason (he is alive, just mostly retired). She is cheerful and air headed, but she can be a bit trigger happy and has a temper. However, out of her entire family, her strength is extremely strong. Fun fact: She got her blonde hair from her paternal grandmother! (Sheila Haywood)

9) Melia “Mel” Misty Wayne: (18 years old) Danny and Cass’ oldest daughter. She is the twin of Daphne. She is rowdy, mischievous and careless, but also very empathetic and compassionate. She has halfa powers and uses them as a hero named Omen. Like Marillyn, she can also switch between forms as a hero. Her core is one of water. Fun fact: Both she and her sister are extremely talkative, which Cass loves.

10) Daphne “Daph” Rain Wayne: (18 years old) Danny and Cass’ youngest daughter. She is the twin of Melia. She is quiet and shy, but also very brave and excitable when comfortable. She has halfa powers and uses them as a hero named Herald. Like Marillyn, she can also switch between forms as a hero. Her core is one of ice. Fun fact: She has a secret girlfriend that no one knows about.

11) Sean Kyler Weston: (18 years old) Wes and Stephanie’s youngest son. He is a basketball player like his dad and has no powers. He wants to live a normal life, but like Abigail, is aware of their family’s identities and helps as an alibi. Fun fact: He used to want to be a hero, but after watching his family get hurt constantly, he decided to stay a civilian and help in other ways.

12) Kenneth “Kenny” Clark Drake-Kent: (17 years old) Tim, Kon, and Dani’s youngest son. He is extremely bold, cheerful, and adventurous. As a child of both a Kryptonian and a halfa, he is extremely powerful and has abilities of both races. As such, he is considered the next “Superman”. Even at 17, his powers are not far from rivaling Clark’s and Danny’s. Fun fact: He is out and very gay, with a boyfriend that he lets no one meet.

Notes:

+ Most of the OG Batfam and Phantoms are semi-retired. They still patrol and check on things, but since their kids reached the age of 21, they’ve been drastically lessening their heroics. Bruce is fully retired tho and mentors the kids.

+ There are 2 hero teams, one with the older kids (Jove, Marillyn, Elinor, and Seth) and the younger kids (Marianne, Alfonso, Melia, Daphne, and Kenneth). They split up for their hero teams out of Gotham, but when inside of Gotham City, these are the teams they usually regroup in.

+ The only ones with powers are Jove, Marillyn, Melia, Daphne, and Kenneth. The others have no powers, but are varying degrees of liminal.

+ Elinor is considered the de facto leader of the PhantomBat kids, with Marillyn as her right hand due to their efficiency and skill on the field.

+ If I had to powerscale the hero kids, it would look like: Kenneth >>> Jove > Daphne ≥ Melia > Marillyn > Marianne > Seth ≥ Elinor > Alfonso.

+ Melia and Daphne are named after water nymphs associated with Apollo, the god of prophecies, within Greek mythology. Melia means “ash tree” and Daphne means “laurel tree”. Both were consorts or desired lovers of Apollo.

+ Seth and Sean have middle names that are somewhat related to their uncles (Easton and Kyle).

+ I assume that in this AU, the Phantoms have cut off Maddie and Jack and don’t share their name anymore. As such, they either take the last name of their spouse or just use the last name Nightingale.

+ Any other notes on names can probably be found in the OG post that is linked above.

+ Bruce cried like a baby at every birth of his grandkids. He cried harder whenever they have names that relate back to him. At the rate that he kept crying at every birth, his kids just let him cry all over their newborns while the Phantoms were like ???? every single time. He is a grandfather of 12 and very, very proud of it.

+ Yes, it was also very weird when people were pregnant around the same time. There were months in between (ofc), but they definitely gave each other awkward laughs whenever they started showing. Danny and Jazz were especially baffled to be having twins one after another.

+ Dani had the most difficult birth because she couldn’t create her own DNA, so she had to drink blood (from Kon and Tim) and eat a lot in order to have a somewhat stable birth. There are lots of science shenanigans I kind of want to get into, but I think it’ll be awkward to talk about here, so maybe I’ll write about it one day. (I love science stuff and world building :3)

+ Damian and Duke are either married/dating their own partners, but Damian has no kids while I don’t really know Isabella that well?? But Duke and Izzie probably have 2 kids as well. Idk what to decide with Sam and Tucker, but they help Danny with his stuff and the kids.

[marioclash]

you could reblog for a bigger sample size or not who do i look like the freakin queen of england

[genevievefangirl]

Master Post - Gen's Top 100 DBDA Fics!

It is finally here! My personal top 100 DBDA fics!

My friends in the DBDA Haunt Discord server know that I am an avid fic reader. I read multiple hours every day and have read a very large chunk of all the DBDA fics out there (that are tagged Payneland). I constantly recommend fics in our fanfic channel and thought, "Well, why don't I make a huge rec list in recognition of how wonderful the fic writers of this fandom are?" And thus the idea for this list was born!

I have been working on this since the cancellation announcement almost 2 months ago. It has taken me that long to go back through my over 350+ DBDA bookmarks and select only the best of the best to be featured here.

Thank you to every fic writer in this fandom! You are all amazing and I love your work! Your creations are what keep the fandom alive and healthy!

Some caveats before we begin:

These fics are in alphabetical order by title.

I have a Payneland bias. All of these are Payneland fics. Maybe I will make a list sometime that has more ship variety, but for now, that is what is on the list.

I also have a very strong hurt/comfort & angst bias, so there will be a lot of that on here as well! But there are a few fluffy fics too!

There is no smut on this list. Sorry, smut just isn't my thing. There is exactly one fic rated E on here.

Not all tags are listed! I have selected the ones that I feel are the most important and in some cases added some that I felt were missing. But please read the full tag list on the fic itself!

I will be releasing 10 fics a day for 10 days, to make the posts more readable and to have some fun!

And now... THE LIST!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11 - WIPs

(and yes I will link a google sheets version once all the parts are out)

[no1ryomafan]

I love it when I’m into male orientated series that lack a lot of females only for them to introduce new female characters but then they never get fucking used again- and yes this slightly regards my last post lol.

[orbitsuns]