#kat's library

[psychokatrixxxy]

Love when the Justice League thinks Batman is a cryptid. This believe is only further enhanced by the face his sidekick, Robin, is clearly a shapeshifter, what with changing their height, hair style, skin tone, and even gender.

Batman clearly thinks that by having Robin look different every couple of years, it will show that they aren't cryptids like it would if Robin didn't age.

But the Justice League is too smart for that. They figured it out! But they are good friends (colleagues) and won't spill Batman's secret, but they will drop hints to him that they know, to show that they are smarter than he gives them credit for (they aren't.)

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When the batkids learn that the league thinks this, they start periodically going to the Watchtower with Bruce, taking turns dressed up as Robin.

The League is surprised as Robin seems to prefer taking the form of a child, perhaps to have villains underestimate them? But they just assume Robin is trying out something new.

The batkids definitely tell eachother about what was said/happened as to further sell the act of Robin being a shapeshifter, because clearly it has to be the same person, Robin knows what happened, so it couldn't of been someone else dressed as Robin.

[pawcider]

SAE X PREGNANT READER HEADCANONS ( plain fluff )

won’t say it, but he’s obsessed with how you look

you’ll catch him staring when you’re not paying attention. like dead quiet, propped on his elbow in bed, just watching the curve of your stomach move while you scroll on your phone in a tiny tank top and his boxers.

“you’re weird,” you mumble when you notice.

he shrugs. “you’re round. it’s hot.”

he doesn’t even pretend it’s about the baby at first. he’s just very into the idea that you’re his. his hoodie, his ring, his kid. it does something to him.

secretly tracks your cravings

he doesn’t say anything. just starts coming home with things you mentioned once, offhandedly. mango sorbet. strawberry milk. sour gummies.

“how’d you know i wanted this?”

“you said it in your sleep.”

you absolutely didn’t. he just listens to you more than you think.

won’t let you carry anything

you once tried to carry a grocery bag and he snatched it out of your hand like you’d just picked up a live grenade.

“you think i’m made of glass,” you pouted.

“no. i think you’re reckless and stupid when you’re hungry.”

but he still loads the bags, unpacks everything, organizes the fridge—grumbling the whole time while you sit on a stool and eat ice chips.

has zero patience for your whining—except he gives you everything anyway

“sae, my back hurts.”

“so does mine. i still got up and trained for two hours.”

pause.

then he rolls his eyes and starts rubbing your lower back like you didn’t just complain five times in one hour.

constantly checks the app like it’s a match schedule

secretly downloaded that pregnancy tracking app you showed him, even though he acted like he didn’t care.

“you’re the size of a papaya today,” he says at breakfast, deadpan.

you blink. “me?”

“no, idiot. the baby.”

he gets clingy when you sleep without him.

he’ll pretend he doesn’t care, but if you fall asleep curled up on the couch without him, he’ll just… hover. arms crossed. looking offended.

eventually just scoops you up without asking, muttering, “you’re gonna hurt your back like that,” as he carries you to bed.

lays behind you and puts a hand over your stomach like a seatbelt.

won’t say he missed you—but kisses the back of your neck until you stir a little.

already calls you mama just to see your ears turn red.

not in a sweet way. in a low, teasing, mouth-against-your-neck kind of way.

“what’s wrong, mama?” when you’re flustered and can’t find your lipgloss.

“mama looks real cute like this,” when your shirt rides up.

“c’mon, say it. say you want me, mama.”

[katallica]

limbus-style skill icons for lobcorp damage types asdasfwf

[clonerightsagenda]

I'm participating in the Animorphs bookclub and will actually read the ones I skipped this time, but man, the detail that Rachel always covered her walls with inspirational quotes on post-its but they've now changed from cute song lyrics to Sun Tzu. Very sad but also rip Rachel you would've loved Pinterest

[psychokatrixxxy]

What would make it even better is if Matt is the first one to say anything.

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It's been a few weeks since Mattew Murdock found himself stranded in this strange city called Gotham, New Jersey. A city that definitely didn't exist last time he checked.

It had been difficult at first, having nothing but the clothes on his back- which were his Daredevil suit, definitely made things more difficult.

Luckily, Matt made an aquantince of sorts in a young man named Jason Todd. The exact details of how they met are irrelevant, but all you need to know is that Daredevil heroically saved the Red Hood from getting shot. (Although, if you ask Jason, he will tell you about how he had to save a disoriented Daredevil from getting mugged. Who's telling the truth? We may never know.)

But all of this is to say that Matt and Jason get along relatively well- they are very good friends, but both refuse to acknowledge that.

And so, when Jason is invited to a family dinner at Wayne Manor by Alfred and told that two of his brothers will be having guests, he invites Matt to join him.

And that leads us to where we are now. Jason and Matt are lounging in the sitting room, enjoying the silence that will soon be disrupted.

It is then that Matt's sharp ears pick up a familiar sound, a rhythmic thumping he has memorized. But that's not right, it can't be.

The sound grows louder along with two sets of foot falls coming in the direction of the sitting room.

Matt raises to his feet, locked onto the door, brows furrowed. In the back of his mind, Matt hears Jason say something, but it is drowned out by the thumping of Matt's own heart at the other nears.

Impossible, he can't- there's no way.

But Matt is sure, that heartbeat, he knows it.

The door opens, and immediately, the room falls completely silent except for a sharp inhale from the one with the familiar heartbeat.

And silent the room stays. No one quite sure what to do or say.

"Peter?" Matt breaks the silence, cursing the faintness of his own voice in this moment, his hope and doubts seeping into his words.

"Matt?" The other responds, sounding on the verge of tears.

Without a moments notice, Matt is almost knocked back in shock before he catches himself, wrapping his arms around the younger vigilante who just threw himself at Matt. Usually, Matt would not be one for hugs, but right now is an exception. He feared he was alone, sure he had Jason, but Jason doesn't know he's from a different dimension.

The sweet moment is interrupted by a cough.

"Soo, you two know each other?" The person that was with Peter asks.

"And you recognized him?" Jason's suspicion is clear, Matt can practically feel his eyes narrowed with suspicion piercing into Peter.

Matt and Peter separate from their embrace.

"It's a long story." Peter says nervously. The kid stays at Matt's side, likely not wanting to get separated again.

Jason starts speaking, probably wanting an explanation, which, fair. It's not everyday a blind man recognizes someone without an introduction or speaking. But he is cut off by Matt and Peter getting tackled to the ground, the assailant letting out an annoyingly familiar cry, "Angel cake! Petie!"

I don't know where to go from here...

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Tim invited Peter over, they are classmates. And Wade was invited over by Dick.

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Petie is Wade's nickname for Matt here, it's the more affectionate version of the nickname St. Peter, because as my boyfriend said "he's always down for a scrap in the bible."

But the Batboys assumed that Petie is Peter because duh. So they don't exactly take it well when they learn that Angel cake is Peter, given the romantic implications of such a nickname.

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Jason, being held back by Matt as he's trying to shoot Wade: Let me at the creep!

Wade: Woah woah woah, hold your horses. I'll have you know I am happily married to a man and have no interest in Angel cake here. I would never cheat on my Peanut!

dc and marvel crossover (slash peter parker in gotham prompt) but all of the members of team red end up in gotham without knowing that the others are stuck there too

cue matt, wade, and peter trying desperately to figure out what’s going on for weeks before eventually running into each other like

(bonus points if they all befriend a different wayne and it happens at wayne manor)

[oldbutchdanielcraig]

these two lines from this transcript of the loumand fight in 2.04 are my new personality for the foreseeable future. two bitches in denial pointing at each other playing "who wants to fuck the old man most" and they're both losing

[briabooknerd]

Icebreaker

Heartbreaker

Dealbreaker

Rulebreaker

Oathbreaker

Kat Mizera

Elise Faber

[psychokatrixxxy]

Random brainworm made its home in my brain and now you all must deal with them.

Okay, so, mlb x dc. Miraculous are magical artifacts, right?

Who is the magical bastard of dc that we love throwing children at (Even tho that man should never be responsible for a child)?

BINGO! John Constantine!

John takes Marinette on as an apprentice due to her magical infinity and lack of a teacher with Fu getting magic amnesia. And, of course, he gets attached to the girl!

Bonus points if it's an au where the class "all" believes Lie-la.

Somehow, she meets the league, and there's the usual shenanigans of John being soft and Mari being a little shit(tm).

And a little Maribat sprinkled in to drive both B and John insane :)

Preferably Damianette or Jasonette (they're my fav...), but Tim works too (they fuel eachothers coffee addictions)

But with Tim my bf suggested ""the best friends so close no one can tell if they're actually dating or not" 'cept Jay, of course."

Will I write this?... maybe, don't get your hopes up, I've already got Paint the City Red I'm working on.

Can someone else write this? YES! Please tag me!!!! Or link the fic!!!!

If there are any fics of John Constantine mentoring Marinette, please link! 🙏

[dogandcatcomics]

Attribution: Utagawa Yoshifuji 歌川芳藤, real name Nishimura Tōtarō 西村藤太郎 (Japan, 1828-1887). Woodblock print, omocha-e 玩具絵, (toy print, meant for children). This one has admirable cats. Thanks to @paulalupkin for the tip.

[scribblekatz]

had to make my own design for one of my favorite sonic characters ever……

[pawcider]

THEIR REACTION TO YOUR BABY'S FIRST KICK pt 1 sae, rin, nagi, bachira, isagi

a/n . . . i had sm fun writing this, 100% making a second part ; fluff ; not my divider

sae 𓂂          ♡     ʾ       ˖     ˚ 

he’s not even trying to be involved—just casually sitting beside you, skimming through his phone, one hand resting absentmindedly on your belly

then it happens. a sharp, sudden thump under his palm

he stiffens. blinks down like he’s unsure if that was real

“...that them?” voice low, like he’s trying not to scare the moment away

you nod, and for a second, he just stares at his hand like he’s processing something monumental

doesn’t smile, doesn’t joke—just goes completely quiet

thumb brushes over the spot again, gently

“mm. strong already.” says it like a fact, but there’s something in his voice—like pride

doesn’t say much else, but his hand stays on you for the rest of the night

when you fall asleep, he whispers a low, tired, “i’ll take care of you,” like a promise only the baby was meant to hear

rin 𓂂          ♡     ʾ       ˖     ˚ 

you grab his hand without warning, press it against your stomach

“wait,” you whisper. he’s confused, tense, always ready for the worst

and then—kick. a subtle, little nudge under his hand

his breath catches. hand flinches slightly

stares at you like you just flipped his world inside out

“they kicked.” it’s not a question, it’s disbelief

he says nothing after that, just swallows hard, staring at your stomach like it might happen again

his fingers twitch like he wants to pull away, but he doesn’t

instead, he mumbles, “...can i keep my hand here?”

lays down beside you, forehead touching your shoulder, like the weight of everything is finally hitting him

doesn’t sleep. doesn’t let go

nagi 𓂂          ♡     ʾ       ˖     ˚ 

he’s lying between your thighs, face pressed to your stomach, mumbling about being tired

you run your fingers through his hair until you both go quiet

kick. right against his cheek

his eyes open slowly. “…did they just hit me?”

“mhm.”

he hums, smug. “already got attitude. like their mama.”

he kisses right where it happened, lips dragging lazily across your skin

“wanna be close when it happens again,” he murmurs, slipping his hands under your hoodie

“you always get like this when you're carrying something for me.”

behind all that sleepiness, is pride, unmistakably

“...you're warm. i could stay here forever, pretty.”

bachira 𓂂          ♡     ʾ       ˖     ˚ 

he’s straddling your legs, drawing smiley faces on your belly with his finger

“c’mon, babybee, kick papa in the face!” he coos dramatically

you laugh, about to tell him he’s dumb—when you feel it. and so does he

“OH! THEY DID IT! I’M GONNA CRY!”

instantly plants the sloppiest kiss on your stomach, then licks it just to make you squirm

“hey! stop—”

“nope. this is my shrine now. sacred. off-limits unless you wanna join me down here, babe.”

he wraps his arms around your waist and starts speaking in mock whispers to the baby like, “tell mama she’s sexy and we love her.”

you roll your eyes, but your hands card through his hair like you’re keeping him there

“tell her if she wants more kicks, she’s gotta sit on my lap next time.”

isagi 𓂂          ♡     ʾ       ˖     ˚ 

you’re sitting sideways across his lap, tucked under his arm, skin warm under one of his old hoodies

the tv’s on but neither of you are watching

his hand’s just resting on your belly — natural, like muscle memory

and then it happens

kick. just a little flutter, but enough to make both of you still

“…wait,” he says, eyes widening

you nod slowly, grabbing his wrist, guiding his hand right back over the spot

kick. again

“oh my god,” he breathes, and suddenly you’re watching his eyes go glassy

he laughs under his breath, kind of shocked, kind of reverent, and then presses his forehead to yours

“they kicked. for me.”

he holds your bump with both hands now, palms wide and firm like he can feel your whole world in them

“you’re really carrying part of me, huh.”

and when he kisses you, it’s slow — like a thank you

[katallica]

December 12, 2022 — "May we meet again as stars"

[clonerightsagenda]

Thank you for applying for a library card!

We are a large metropolitan library with twelve branches here in the city and a consortial agreement with ninety-seven different timelines (and counting). Your card is your ticket to our physical and digital collections, where we have something for everyone.

You’ve indicated that you are licensed for time travel and regularly travel in time or between timelines for work purposes, so you are eligible for our trans-timeline borrower’s card. Please read this document carefully to ensure you’re using your new card to its fullest potential and in compliance with library policy.

Our services:

The library has a floating collection, meaning items remain at the branch where they were returned rather than being sent back to the lending branch. However, we do return inter-timeline loans to their home universe to minimize temporal strain. If you’re browsing the shelves and see a book phasing in and out of existence, alert an employee. It’s probably misshelved.  

Our new online system allows you to keep the same login information in all timelines. No more keeping track of dozens of passwords! If you previously created multiple logins tied to one card, visit the circulation desk, and we’ll merge your accounts for you. No, this will not make you responsible for alternate selves’ outstanding fines, and any version of yourself telling you that is lying to you.

You asked, and we listened. Our new online catalog displays reviews from patrons from all relevant timelines on items exceeding a 90% similarity score. We request that patrons keep debates over the superiority of their timeline’s version to venues other than our catalog.

Although our staff members are not medical professionals, they have been trained to recognize signs of temporal instability. If you are experiencing characteristic symptoms (faintness, disorientation, physical and/or mental age changes, etc.), a staff member can administer grounding agents until emergency services arrive.

The library has a robust inter-timeline loan system. If you’re looking for a book or article not published in this timeline, fill out our online form or ask at the circulation desk. The average wait time for an ITL request is five business days. That’s shortened to three if you’re requesting an item stored at the James Patterson Interdimensional Warehouse. (Note: This estimate may change as the warehouse continues to expand under its own power, or if our courier gets lost there.)

Our policies:

We do not accept returns before the publication date (month and year). Cataloging books paradoxically created through stable time loops gets too complicated. You can check a book’s month of publication in a review journal like Booklist, which we make available online and in our non-circulating magazine collection.

We’ve recently gone fine-free in this timeline, meaning we no longer charge fees for overdue books. This policy varies between consortium timelines depending on whether certain people on the board of directors have retired yet.

If a book is damaged beyond repair, lost in a Time Hole, or overwritten out of existence by timeline changes, you will be responsible for the replacement cost or a flat fee of $30, whichever is lower. We do not recommend attempting to rewrite time to avoid losing or damaging the book, as we would prefer to purchase a new copy rather than tear a hole in the fabric of reality.

Patrons may use our computers for two hours. You can extend this time if there are no other patrons waiting. Show respect to other library users and do not abuse time travel to circumvent the policy when there is high demand. We will notice if there are two of you at our computing stations. Yes, even if one of you is wearing a funny hat.

The library values your privacy. We will not disclose account information or the content of reference transactions to anyone, including alternate versions of the account holder. The library also does not keep a record of the materials you check out. However, some of our databases do track user data. If you need to conceal your presence in this timeline to avoid paradoxes, the Time Cops, or your ex, we keep a collection of electronic resource licenses at the reference desk so you can judge which products to avoid.

Holder vs. Holder found that copyright protections extend across timelines and prior to publication, and copyright is exclusive to the iteration who created the work. Patrons attempting to copy library materials and publish them under their own name will have their cards revoked, even if they created the material in another timeline. This policy was adopted after consultation with our legal team. Trans-timeline copyright enforcement is very aggressive.

The library respects the personhood and autonomy of patrons no matter their timeline of origin. However, this respect is not always universal. If you need to know what the laws are for time travelers/alternate selves/dimension-hoppers/“timeclones”/etc. in this dimension (or the terminology used to refer to them), stop by the reference desk.

Violence is against library policy. If you are about to battle your alternate self from another timeline because you ran into each other in the cookbook section, take it to the parking lot.

In conclusion:

Libraries are committed to free access to information, and with the resources of dozens of timelines available to us, our mission has only gotten bigger. In fact, we’re hiring! If you’re looking for somewhere new to apply your time travel certification, we’re looking for team members in our inter-timeline loan department. Entry-level courier positions do not require an MLIS. Familiarity with James Patterson is a plus.

We can’t wait to see you in our library. (Maybe we already have.)  

[kattricia]

me, after getting to the library and sitting down: oh no. i forgot the book i needed for this assignment. i can't work without it. i guess i'll just sit here and suffer.

also me, one (1) hour into the sulk: *looks up*

the library, in which i am sitting: hi babe :)

[psychokatrixxxy]

Here's the first chapter of the fic! It'll take a while to get to the point that this happens at but I hope you all don't mind :)

dc and marvel crossover (slash peter parker in gotham prompt) but all of the members of team red end up in gotham without knowing that the others are stuck there too

cue matt, wade, and peter trying desperately to figure out what’s going on for weeks before eventually running into each other like

(bonus points if they all befriend a different wayne and it happens at wayne manor)

[garr9988]

The out-of-touch, unengaging, and uninspired marketing for Swat Kats Revolution just makes me sad, above all else. They keep pushing something that clearly isn't pulling in the money they need it to, and they desperately need to hire someone who knows how to use social media as a marketing platform.