#memelords ship

[demonic0angel]

More DCxDP Playlists

[the-scarecrow-of-aus]

Puns and spoilers.

Stephanie Brown aka batgirl aka spoiler, in her civilian guise [currently a now freed hostage from the jokers elaborate scheme to kill the bat]: "is that seat taken?"

Danny Nightingale aka phantom, ex hero, exhausted mechanical engineer [who just embarrassed the hell out of the joker by ruining his plot, disabling his traps, freeing hostages and mocking him as the joker failed to land a single hit on danny]: "uh, that's my lap?"

[lar-mx]

Prompt ???

Doctor (very tired)Danny x Nurse (just as tired) Steph. That's all, do with this what you want.

[proneterror204]

Steph was freaking out. She was pregnant! She had a month long relationship with a guy, they slept together (multiple times), and now she was pregnant.

How long should she keep this from her (adopted))family. They all were detectives but that was usually focused on a case and not her. There was no use hiding this from Alfred or Cass. They would see through her in an instant. Luckily the rest of the family was focused on their own lives, with B being pulled into a JL meeting lead by Constantine. Something about a newly conseived demigod or something she never listens to Constantine, barely anyone does.

She was in the middle of planning her 9 months of pregnancy and lying, when suddenly Batman and Constantine magically teleport into her apartment. " According to the ritual This is the girl whose is pregnant with the demigod" Constantine states while being completly ignored by the two. Steph is staring at Batman who is slightly twitching. "Well shit" she groans.

Another magical ritual later and her previous... Boyfriend? Fling? Her month long, one night stand is standing there in a magic circle. She rushes to speak before her family can, "Danny you jerk! You got me pregnant and didn't even tell me you were a god?!?"

[raiffeldrakon123]

DP X DC │ Short Story 1.2

This is the first half of a continuation of the previous short story, even though it takes place before that part. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As Danny cradled little Eleanor —Ellie— gently in his arms, the newborn slept soundly, unaware of the chaos that had just unfolded. He’d taken her into his arms after everything had been sorted out at the hospital regarding her custody —Technus had played a key role, ensuring the process went smoothly and keeping everything under wraps; The old ghost had insisted this was repayment for Danny saving him from being ‘ended’.

   Now, with Ellie nestled against him, Danny couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that gnawed at him. Jazz had given him a parenting book, and Technus had promised to keep the ghosts away from Amity Park for the week, claiming that the birth of a ‘ghost child’ was a momentous occasion —never mind the fact that Ellie wasn’t a ghost and Danny had no idea whether she’d inherited any of his powers. It was a small blessing, and he figured he should use the time to get a crash course in fatherhood.

   But after that, what then? The ghosts would return to attacking Amity Park, of that he was certain. But how would he keep the city safe while caring for Ellie? And school —he couldn’t exactly bring her with him. Jazz would help for a while, but he couldn’t expect her to sacrifice her time indefinitely, especially when he wanted her to focus on her own life as well —He couldn’t keep asking her to look after Ellie while he was at school or off fighting ghosts. He needed a solution, and fast. Either he’d have to figure out a way to stop the ghosts from attacking altogether or find someone who could look after Ellie for him.

— Hey, Danny, -Jazz’s voice called, pulling him from his thoughts. He turned to see her standing in the doorway, her eyes softening as she looked down at the bundle in his arms.- Is that her?

— Yeah, -Danny replied, his voice quieter than usual.- Want to see her?

   Jazz didn’t need to be asked twice. She quickly stepped toward him, and Danny shifted his arms slightly, just enough for her to get a better view. As she looked down at the tiny sleeping baby, Ellie frowned slightly, wriggling as though trying to snuggle closer to Danny’s chest.

— She’s so cute, -Jazz murmured, a smile tugging at her lips as she gently pulled the blanket aside to get a better look at Ellie.- Hard to believe she’s your daughter.

— Hey! -Danny chuckled quietly, but the tone was playful.- Watch it, Jazz. 

   He kept his voice low enough to avoid waking Ellie, though he couldn't help but grin at his sister's teasing. Jazz only smirked in return, unfazed. 

   She lingered for a moment, cooing at the baby with a warmth in her voice before reluctantly letting go of the blanket. As Danny brought Ellie closer to him, she settled back down, her frown disappearing into a peaceful sleep.

— I take it everything went well back in Gotham? -Jazz asked, and Danny nodded, looking more at ease.

— Yeah, Technus kept his word down to a T, -Danny replied.- The paperwork went smoothly, and he made sure no one would find out Stephanie’s her mom.

— I still don’t get why she wanted to keep that hidden, -Jazz said, her frown deepening.

— She probably just wanted to keep her safe, -Danny said, his tone serious.- With how unhinged the Joker and some of the other rogues of Gotham are, I wouldn’t put it past them to go after Ellie if they ever got their hands on Stephanie.

— Maybe, but something still doesn’t sit right with me, -Jazz replied, her voice laced with concern.- Anyway, have you told her you made it back to Amity safe? I know you still have her number on your phone.

— Not yet, -Danny said, bouncing his arms a little when Ellie started to fuss.- I’m waiting a bit longer—gotta make sure it fits with my cover story of getting Vlad to lend me his private jet.

— You could’ve told her you were a meta with portaling abilities, -Jazz said, a teasing glint in her eyes.- Wouldn’t have been that hard to keep up, right?

   Danny frowned, not sharing her amusement.

— And how would I explain it when no meta records come up when we registered Ellie at the hospital? -He replied, glancing down at his daughter.- Besides, even though I trust Stephanie a lot, I don’t think it’s a good idea for her to find out about my powers. It’s safer for her that way.

   Jazz gave him a skeptical look, but Danny didn’t meet her gaze. She didn’t push the matter further, but the doubt still lingered. Instead, she moved on to another issue.

— Sam and Tucker are downstairs, -Jazz said, watching as Danny’s head snapped up in surprise, his gaze sharp.- I managed to keep them occupied for now, but I think they suspect something’s going on.

   Danny’s frown deepened, and he sighed.

— I knew I’d have to tell them the truth about my weird behavior over the last eight months, -He admitted, rubbing a hand over his face.- But I didn’t think it’d be this soon.

   Jazz placed a hand on his shoulder, her expression sympathetic.

— Better to rip the band-aid off now than let it fester, -She said gently.

   Danny took a deep breath, his resolve firming up.

— I know, -He said, eyes hardening as he squared his shoulders.- You’re coming with me, right?

   Jazz gave him a soft smile and squeezed his shoulder lightly before removing her hand.

— Of course, -She said.- Did you really think I’d let you go through this alone?

— Never, -Danny said with a slight smile, his mood shifting slightly. He took a deep breath and headed for the door, his footsteps steady.- I guess it’s showtime, then.

[corvidexoskeleton]

Making meme edits of my own bloodborne OCs instead of drawing them like I should be doing

[zeestarfishalien]

Lingering Souls

CW: Drugs (fear gas being referred to as a drug), Panic Attack (again it’s fear gas)

[Day 2 dpxdc week 2023; Danny Fenton // Full Hazmat AU // Fear Gas]

• MemeLords (Danny Fenton/Stephanie Brown) if you squint.

When the adrenaline hits, Stephanie prepares herself to face the visions of her failures, of people she cares about dying in her arms, or even visions of dying slowly somewhere cold and alone.

What she doesn’t expect is the odd warping of reality where all the shadows move. There’s people, so many people. Most of them have some sort of violent wound on them hanging open but not freshly bleeding. Her eyes can’t accurately judge distances any more as figures seem to loom closer or flick away with the barest hint of movement. There’s a glow from up on the roof ledge above her that attracts her attention even though moving her head makes her stomach turn.

There. Stretching in a blur of shadows and neon green glow, a figure moves. Suddenly all she can hear is heavy breathing filtered through a mask and the sound is so loud. She can’t hear her own breathing. Is she breathing? Panic rises further as she can’t hear her own breathing, feel her chest rise and fall and the breathing gets louder and louder, the figure hasn’t moved yet, watching Scarecrow monologue.

An ice cold hand grips her shoulder without warning but before she can scream, another is pressed against her mouth, silencing her. She can’t see them, but they’re so cold, like her hands that one time she got captured by Mr. Freeze.

“Shhhhh,” the raspy voice murmurs in her ear. “I need you to breathe with me.” Then she hears the exaggerated rattling breath through a filter that’s different from the overwhelming heavy breathing that’s still plaguing her ears.

They’re trying to get her to breathe. She really wasn’t breathing? That thought nearly sends her spiraling into panic all over and the heavy breathing picks up in speed once more.

“Hey, hey…” the raspy voice is soft, soothing even if it sounds like it must hurt its owner’s throat. “Close your eyes, I’ll put your hand on my shoulder so you can feel me breathe.”

She does it, she closes her eyes. She’s not usually one to listen to a stranger’s command but this is not a usual sort of situation. There’s the shifting of what sounds like rubber then her gloved hand is placed on Raspy Voice’s shoulder. She can feel them breathe and she finally drags in a shuddering breath to match their pace after a few moments of fumbling.

The strange breathing plaguing her matches her own shakily drawn breaths and slowly ever so slowly as her adrenaline plateaus, it dawns on her that the breathing matches hers because it is hers. The drugs are altering her sense of reality. She knows this.

She jolts as a crash and a human squawk cuts off Crane’s monologue. She almost opens her eyes, it’s habit. She needs to know what’s going on, but she knows she’ll lose her tenuous grip on her fear if she does.

“We’ve got him,” the voice reassures her. “Just breathe with me. I won’t leave you.”

And she believes them. Something about Cold Hand’s voice cuts through and draws away the drug induced fear. Which logically shouldn’t be possible but far be it from Stephanie to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Crane must have made this strain short acting. She can hear her heartbeat settling back into something resembling a normal pace. It helps that Cold Hands is murmuring reassurances and documenting what is going on so she can relax a little easier. Crane is caught. The material beneath her gloved fingers is odd. She can’t tell the details obviously but it doesn’t sit in her grip the way she’s used to.

“I’m gonna…let me take my hood off before you open your eyes,” Cold Hands says suddenly.

There’s a rustling and a hiss of air being released from closed circulation, more rustling and then a raspy “okay.”

It’s so quietly said that Stephanie almost doesn’t hear it. It still takes another few moments for her to gather the courage to open her eyes again.

She’s looking into a face spiderwebbed with glowing green lines. The lines reach up to their eyes which also glow in that same ominous color. She has to remind herself that it’s the same color as Kori’s eyes, panic is still easily bubbling up.

She notes the black and white hazmat suit, an odd color. Their companion also wears one in the same colors, their mask is still on but their back is turned as they keep watch over Crane and his goonies.

“I’m Phantom, he/him,” Cold Hands, Phantom says obviously trying to pull her attention back to him. She lets him.

“Spoiler, any.”

“Even Neos?” She’s pretty sure he’s only asking to keep her talking, to keep the conversation going.

“Especially Neo-pronouns.”

Phantom’s grin is infectious. She firmly ignores that thought.

“Who’s your twin over there?”

Phantom pauses at that and not the human sort of pause, his entire body goes absolutely still. Stephanie thinks his heart might have even stopped but she’d have to move to check his pulse. After what feels like an eternity (it’s probably not been that long but time gets wiggy when you’re high on mind altering drugs), his gaze flicks away and she knows he’s either debating on whether or not to lie or about what lie to tell.

When he looks back, he meets her gaze steadily (so probably not lying).

“It’s just me,” he says in that low rasp. The other one, the other Phantom turns to look at them even though he shouldn’t have been able to hear the first one’s voice. Maybe they’re connected?

“An illusion?” She asks it just to eliminate unlikely theories.

“No,” Cold Hands Phantom says, confirming her theory. “He’s completely separate from me until we merge back together.”

Well that’s…got to be confusing.

“It is,” he replied.

“Did I say that out loud?”

“Yeah, you’re still pretty out of it.”

“That checks out. Why hazmat? Seems cumbersome and not for fighting villains.” She knows it’s probably rude but figures the guy might cut her some slack since she’s drugged up at the moment. She’s not one to miss an advantage where she can get one.

For his part, Cold Hands Phantom doesn’t look offended. If anything he looks a little bemused and she wonders how many other thoughts she might have said out loud instead of in the privacy of her own mind. That could get embarrassing real fast. It’s better not to think about it for too long or she’ll lose her nerve.

“Do you believe in ghosts?”

The non sequitur throws her addled mind for a bit of a loop and then she has to think about it for a minute. Does she believe in ghosts? She certainly believes that some spirits linger after death and for people to return from the dead, their souls must have been somewhere.

“I believe that our souls can linger, yeah.”

He nods.

“I’m that; a lingering soul. I died in a hazmat suit so that’s what I’m stuck with. At least until I’m dead long enough to change it.”

“Is that why your hands are so flipping cold,” she bursts out.

He laughs. It’s a cracking horrid sounding laugh, but it’s genuine and filled with his amusement.

“Yeah,” he takes a breath to get the few lingering chuckles under control, “that’s part of the reason my hands are so cold.”

“Hmm…seems like it sucks.”

“Which part? The suit or the cold hands?”

“Both, but I was referring to the suit.”

“Sometimes it does but then again, I don’t have to deal with the stares or the patronizing adults nearly so often. The suit itself is just a part of me so it doesn’t get in my way.”

“You doing alright though?” She doesn’t know what makes her ask that. Possibly the drugs? She’s gonna blame the drugs. But even though she didn’t plan to say it, she finds that she really does mean it. Obviously he’s not gonna want sympathy or pity for his death. It’s something he has to deal with every day. But how many people ask him how he’s doing?

“I…” he fumbles. His face contorts, shifting the glowing lichtenburg figures into interesting shapes and contortions. His fingers come up to rake through his unruly white hair as he takes the time to truly think about her question.

“Some days are easier than others,” he finally settles on. “Being here, now? That’s good. I’m doing good.”

“Okay,” she says and sits back tipping her chin up as she closes her eyes. The nausea is getting worse, but also she doesn’t know what else to say or how to look Phantom in the eyes. So instead she focuses on her breathing.

B would want her to try to find out everything she can about Phantom. But respectfully, screw him. She’s still struggling with the drugs and Phantom did nothing but help her through it and tie up Scarecrow and his goons. While she might want to know how he managed to get her over the effects of the drug so fast and with no antidote, she’s just grateful he did it.

She’ll claim that she was too out of it. Alfred won’t let B get on her case over this.

And well…the dead deserve to rest.

Author’s Note: Steph absolutely was saying much of her thoughts aloud. Will we ever know how much? Who can say. Danny didn’t want her to feel embarrassed about it since she couldn’t really help it.

Also Steph using any pronouns is something you won’t even be able to pry out of my cold dead hands. Thank you for coming to my ted talk

[starlos-soulmate]

Warrior queen in love with her silly jester

[demonic0angel]

Steph/Danny/Cass ♥️

Stephanie sighed as she pointed around the dance floor. “So what about her? She’s pretty cute.”

Cass shook her head. “Seems mean.”

Stephanie nodded. Fair enough. “Okay, what about him? He seems nice.”

“Has a girlfriend.”

“Oh shit? You’re right, oops.” Stephanie scratched her head and looked around the club again, trying to find a person the two of them could proposition for a night of fun.

Her eyes widened as she spotted the perfect person.

Stephanie nudged Cass. She looked up from her drink and tilted her head in question, before Stephanie gestured to a guy on the dance floor, who was rocking a crop top and a pair of low-riding jeans.

“How do you feel about him?”

He was dancing wildly to the beat, jingling his jewelry amidst the flashing lights and Stephanie eyed her girlfriend, who stared for quite a while. Then she turned to Steph and gave a single nod with a small smile.

Stephanie whooped and pumped her fists into the air. “Sweet! Let’s go flirt with him now!”

He wouldn’t know what was coming for him.

[proneterror204]

(The batfam member is Stephanie)

Steph: lol danny how are you so funny?!

Danny: I have access to memes across the multiverse.

Steph: huh?

*danny leans over and shows steph his meme collection*

Steph:*scrolls throught Danny's collection* omg memes from an another dimension... Danny do you want to netflix and chill?

Danny: uhh 😳 Does that mean the samething here as it does in my dimension?

Steph: well what does it mean in your dimension?

Batfam Member: How are you so funny? How do you always have something to say?

Danny, sighing: I knew this day would come

Danny: Memes, man. Memes.

Batfam Member: ..memes?

Danny: Yes, memes. I’m constantly referencing memes from my home dimension.

Batfam Member:

Danny:

Batfam Member:

Danny, slinking away into the shadows: Nobody will ever believe you

[lar-mx]

So… she's single?

Steph and Ellie are in the library working on a project together when Steph decides she has to ask now or she won't get a chance with vacation right around the corner.

Before Steph can ask her question, a girl, perhaps a couple of years older than them, greets them before heading to the counter where Barbara is.

steph: (still distracted watching the girl heading to the counter) "I have a crush on your sister." ellie: (proceeds to shudder) that's my mom.- steph: (blinks a couple of times) So… she's single?

[cybertron-after-dark]

what the FUCK happens in cyberverse

Here's a list just off the top of my head, in no particular order. MASSIVE spoilers ahead.

-Wheeljack keeps making party drugs. This is not only accepted but wholly encouraged by the Autobots. He's made the bot equivalent to cocaine so strong it made grimlock physically unable to stop himself from running around the ship at mach 5. This was the basis for an entire episode. He's also made patches that give you a direct link to the Allspark that he passed out at a party specifically to get everyone as fucked up as physically possible. I cannot overemphasize that Optimus make no effort to stop this until things turn destructive on both occasions.

-Soundwave and Shockwave completely fucking hate each other and have a whole rivalry trying to be a better and more useful follower for Megatron than each other.

-Soundwave is a fucking memelord who will play clown music or dramatic riffs to dunk on people from the soundboard he has built into his hardware.

-theres a sort of liminal dimension referred to as Unspace that you can get stuck in and if you are there for too long you will straight up disintegrate. We see this happen to the entire crew aboard the arc from different timelines several times while the main timeline crew we follow tries to escape this fate, thus dooming dozens of other timelines.

-Cheetor is basically Allspark Jesus, and he's tired of all the fighting, so he tries to have Optimus and Megatron settle their differences once and for all. The chosen method for this was making them both play the Newlywed Game. They were both terrible at it, the MegOp Divorce agenda is alive and well.

-the Quintessons invade Cybertron and stick the entire population into a simulation a la The Matrix, which slowly drains their life force until they die. This kills countless unnamed Cybertronians, both Autobot and Decepticon, as well as Hound, who does not get to appear on screen.

-the Quintessons also catch Starscream, rip his face off, and modify him into an Eldritch tentacle beast with his brain attached to two other aliens, and then appoint that amalgamation as the judge that decides the fate of the universe in regards to whether they exterminate all life within it.

-Shockwave commits suicide for Megatron's approval. He launches his spark straight into the Allspark to taint it specifically as a last desperate fuck you to the autobots.

-Soundwave acquired laserbeak by just kind of grabbing a random bird out of the sky.

-Soundblaster is an ex-decepticon that left out of shame. That shame being Soundwave beating his ass in a beatboxing competition so fuckin hard he couldn't show his face around his faction anymore.

-The autobots keep starscream captive and try to get him to take a therapy session with the Arc's AI, and he starts out willing to actually give it a shot but said AI is kind of Stupid and screamer ends up tricking him into letting him escape through an air vent to go wreak havoc instead.

-Starscream also starts a suicide cult with the other Seekers, gains control of Vector Sigma and the Allspark, has the seekers forfeit their sparks to him, thus resulting in a cosmically powered Starscream. He uses that power to "remake" his followers into scraplets that he refers to as, with nothing but love in his tone, his "children."

-Shockwave and Wheeljack are shown to be ex lab partners. Shockwave has an army of drones that look exactly like his altmode that Wheeljack helped program. They are programmed to be able to break out into a coordinated dance number at any given time. Originally this was just to make Wheeljack laugh. Shockwave kept that function in throughout the entire war and initiates it the second there's a truce and Wheeljack asks to see it again.

-Shockwave kidnaps Wheeljack at one point for Science Under Duress purposes and Wheeljack is too invested in all the sweet fuckin tech Shockwave's been making while they were apart to really care that he's being held against his will, and then proceeds to escape without too much issue because he knows Shockwave well enough to know exactly how to disable everything.

-Bumblebee distracts the Decepticons by running in front of their surveillance cameras and shaking his ass in the most underwhelming way imaginable.

-Grimlock is only stupid when he's in his altmode because it takes a lot of power to sustain and he has to sacrifice some of his higher brain functions to keep it manageable. In robot mode he talks like he went to an Ivy League college and knows what champagne tastes like. He throws upscale parties every chance he gets.

-Grimlock also helped start an anticapitalist revolution with Bumblebee when he found an underground society of insect transformers that had a rigid caste system. This was within moments of finding out that the ultra wealthy were hoarding the limited energon reserves for themselves. Grimlock is a comrade and he does not fuck around.

-Skybyte is here and he sounds like Skeletor.

-Windblade and Slipstream are nemeses and somehow it's even more toxic yuri coded than Arcee and airachnid in tfp.

-speaking of Arcee, she's besties with Grimlock. They at one point have a physical fight over who gets to die to protect the other.

-hot rod and soundwave are forced to share leadership over the team of bots and cons that escaped the quintessons' simulation and it's packed with so much homoerotic tension its unreal.

-Maccadam is some kind of lovecraftian war machine that can unfold himself into a whole armory whenever he feels like it. We have no idea what his whole altmode looks like, all we see are the ominous shadows of the weapons on the walls. He uses this specifically as a threat to keep anyone from fighting in his bar bc he's insistent it remain neutral ground. He also can kinda just. See into the future. And casually drops prophecies that get written off as spoonerisms until they turn out to be relevant.

-Optimus Prime has horrific social anxiety that he can kind of power through when he's in a crisis, but the second things are chill and he has to give a speech at a party or something he simply does not know how to function.

-the entire planet of Velocitron gets taken over by cosmic rust and everyone inhabiting it that couldn't escape in time was killed horrifically.

-cosmos is a girl and she hangs out with a dude named Meteorfire who is, for all intents and purposes, just robot Steve Irwin.

-Astrotrain keeps closing doors in people's faces for the funny

-Megatron is killed by a version of himself from an alternate universe that went nuts and starting creating a master race of perfect Decepticons to inhabit Cybertron. Said perfect Decepticons were carbon copies of idw Tarn in all but personality.

-Acidstorm is canonically genderfluid and keeps switching between male and female seeker frames whenever they feel like it

-Kup, who had not been in the show at all until this point, decides to show up and narrate an entire episode like hes giving a political speech.

And, the infamous one we all know and love

-Megatron is a twitch streamer and he livestreams Starscream's fucking funeral. The chat has custom Decepticon emotes.

[koi-pond-tears]

Headcanons I love even tho they go against my main beliefs for these characters

Ace/Aro bakugou. Idk why but I just. Love it. So much. Like yes lil dude be free!!! Fuck nobody!!! You never needed bitches!!!

And especially the headcanons where he's like. Absolutely clueless about love. Like Mina will ask "so bakugou what's your type?" And he just looks confused n goes "?? You mean my blood type???"

Izuku and Katsuki being brothers. Like not literal brothers by blood but they have that brotherly bond. I actually do ship dekubaku but this headcanon is still very dear to me and I think in another universe it could work.

Like it's so funny imagining them fighting the way brothers do or being mean to each other but also having each other's backs and protecting/defending the other. I love that for them

Idk why but asexual todoroki just. Wow. I love him

I feel like he would still want a romantic relationship just without the sex part. Like he's totally cool with kissing or cuddling bc cmon there is no way in HELL this boy is not absolutely touch starved.

I feel like while Ace bakugou thinks sex is gross and is repulsed by it, ace todoroki is just indifferent to it. He doesn't rlly care or have any feelings towards it. Like ok bestie go smush your peepees together while I watch the entire Beverly Hills Chihuahua franchise

As much as I love my blorbos bakudeku together I have to admit the idea of izuku being the token straight friend in a class full of the ell gee bee tees is so fucking funny to me. Like he doesn't understand the lingo and is absolutely sweating his balls off trying not to say something offensive and it's just hilarious. He accidentally uses she/her instead of they/them once and almost commits seppuku ( a japanese style of suicide which includes disembowelment)

I'm sure he includes everyone's pronouns in their description in his notebook to make sure he remembers what to use

Nonbinary jirou just. Fits. Like idk what anyone has to say about that but look me in the eye and tell me that bitch doesn't put on a binder

They're an enby and also bisexual bc I am correct about everything.

Trans kiri just works.

If deku doesn't grow up to be tall as fuck then I will literally have a meltdown

does he not look like the tall lanky nice friend that can't even say fuck??? Look me in the eye and tell me that. Do it.

Eri grows up to be really tall

Like idk where this comes from but to me she's just. Tall. Girly doesn't get you things from the top shelf she IS the top shelf

Also I personally don't like the eri x kota ship, I think it's kinda weird to be wanting these whole ass 6 year Olds to date, idk but it makes me uncomfortable

I saw a post once that said that Ochaco would be an active memelord (back when that term wasn't cringe) and oh my god. No. This bitch wouldn't know anything.

She has a fucking flip phone I doubt she has access to motherfucking twitter

I think she'd be like Izuku where she's just absolutely clueless on the lingo and slang and feels left out when her friends reference memes she's never seen before

And even if they do take the time to send her one or two she wouldn't understand it

I also saw this in a different post but tsuyu listens to asmr

Tokoyami too

I love the black Mina headcanons but I'm filipino and so starved of representation so I'll just pretend she's half pinoy but grew up in japan so she doesn't really know much of the language (you'd be surprised how many of us don't speak our native language despite living here all our lives)

Himikos eyebags come from the many long nights she spent as a villain doing literally anything else but getting a good night's sleep. Like I know in the backstory episodes we see her with the eyebags as a child, but when I first watched the show I just assumed that that was the reason she had them, and I'll stick to that till I die

Mirio is autistic. Do not argue with me I am right.

[nozoditz]

what your favourite precure season says about you, in no particular order

(or in the order I thought was funny. Please don't take offence to any of the jokes, this is all for fun. I'm making fun of myself too here.)

Max Heart: Whenever the debate starts up about low-combat seasons, no-combat seasons, what counts as low combat, whether you blame broadcast standards and practices, whether certain seasons should even be counted in the franchise, it's always you.

Heartcatch: You used to be new blood. You wore the new-blood badge proudly. Now you're old guard, and you're taking this about as well as you take the cashier at the liquor board store not carding you anymore.

Fresh: Every other redemption arc in the franchise is under a microscope with you people. Whether it was emotional enough. Whether they were sad enough. Whether they were too evil to deserve it or not evil enough to warrant it. Whether they're gay enough with the MC. We get it, you already have the gold standard in front of you!

Mahoutsukai/Mahou Girls/Witchy: You know how people used to turn up their noses at Precure and call it "the magical girl show for yuri fans"? You took that as a recommendation.

Otona/Full Bloom: You people deserve a war medal for how much shipping discourse you have to deal with every day out there. And a drink. [smash cut to the second Otona collab cafe being the first official Precure event with a liquor licence] Well, you got one of those things.

Doki Doki: You either go all in on the "stealth yuri harem show" thing or you have very strong opinions on which specific girl Mana should be with and how much better that girl deserved in general from the writers.

Tropical-Rouge: Memelord. You have watched Monopoly Mermaid Monday every week for years. You have put low-poly images of Kururun in every possible situation. You have substituted Asuka into every meme about characters from other shows being some kid's lesbian awakening. The animation errors are in your blood.

Star Twinkle: You have Opinions about all the times that the plot, setting, characters, merch, and screentime levels pivoted to try and drum up toy sales. I feel for you poor souls. On a meta level, this is the Go-Busters of Precure.

Hirogaru/Soaring Sky: You have a conspiracy board of how Sora/Mashiro is canon and how the staff are clearly suffering and straining to show it without the censors getting on their case. Possibly a literal conspiracy board on the actual wall of your home.

Go! Princess: I have never seen the reverse of "they're not gay, it's just admiration" as strongly as I have with you. You guys have just-friends goggles for Haruka/Kanata welded onto your face so she can end up with whichever other girl(s) you prefer instead. Live your best life.

Futari wa: You are a nostalgia fiend, the world's strongest Nagihono shipper, suffered in that 2010s wave of people complaining about Nagisa being a pessimistic whiner when her developing through that was half the point of the show, and still probably call Hikari useless and/or a third wheel. The first three points are valid, but get over the last one.

Smile: You will not watch anything that is 13 episodes or shorter. To you, people calling for the end of filler are calling for the end of character development, breathing room, and likeable characters and stories. Also you just love how silly it got.

5GoGo: This is basically the same as Smile but you had to walk uphill both ways in the snow for almost six years.

HappinessCharge: You could give an impassioned speech about how so many people had ideas about what this season should be that they never slowed down to appreciate what it is. But you're too chill for that and you just meme about Mars, wedding chicken, and eye lasers.

Healin' Good: You will never forgive COVID or the Olympics.

Splash Star: You originated the "Girly Dragon Ball" meme. There is no way a Splash Star fan isn't out there trying to evangelize their show to people who dismiss the season, series, and genre. It worked for Princess Tutu, you're convinced it's going to work for you.

Hugtto: You have opinions about the ending. You have opinions about which ships are canon and which ships should have been canon. You have opinions on the timeline. For my own safety, I will not get into a conversation with you about any of them.

Wonderful: I know the character work is great. I know the magical girl genre has evolved and Precure doesn't need to set itself apart from the competition when it's at the top of the heap. I know it's teaching kids important lessons. I just feel like you're a little stressed out and maybe you need a vacation.

Yes: You have spent far too long suffering children accusing you of being problematic and probably heterosexual, when I know you just love the stupid antics these girls get up to when every one of them thinks they're the only sensible person in the room and they are dead wrong.

Suite: You would also like the opportunity to punch your depression until it goes away, and I do not blame you.

Kirakira: Either you came here for Akiyuka or you watched all of Yumeiro Patissiere and probably mainline the Food Network.

Delicious-Party: Do you exist? I have never met someone who said their favourite season was Delicious-Party. Are you all congregating in the Tokusatsu Quarry? I can't generalize about people I'm not sure are even there to make jokes about.

[tophat-69]

How did you land on “tophat69” as a username? Because it really threw me off at first. I love your fics! But your username makes you sound like such a memelord and that’s just not what I get from you at all.

Hah! So, first of all thank you for giving my stories a shot despite the “memelord” username. I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed any of my fics. And you’re right, the username probably isn’t what most people would expect from me.

But the truth is, I didn’t come up with that name. And the people who gave it to me are the reason you can follow my stories at all.

Back in 2017, I was posting fanfic anonymously. I’ve been dropping stories into fandoms either anonymously or under disposable account names for a while now. Often times it would be things that frankly—during the first term of our fascist-in-chief—I didn’t want traced back to me somehow.

In this case, it was an Alpha/Beta/Omega story that became inexplicably popular. It had barely any tags, was in a fandom that was only just starting to grow (Bungo Stray Dogs), was for a ship that at the time there was barely any canon for (Dazai and Chuuya), had no summary whatsoever, and I was posting it anonymously.

I didn’t think centrifugal/centripetal was going to become what it did. I really, genuinely, had no idea what was happening.

So, internet cryptid that I apparently was, it also was completely surprising to me that in a Discord room that I was lurking in there were other SKK writers who I admire who were talking about my story. I felt a bit like a stalker reading their thoughts on my writing when they didn’t know I was in there, so I admitted it was me.

And they immediately took me in. I cannot explain to you what that felt like because let’s be honest, I’m not in that league. Even now it’s not like I have a massive following, or a wide variety of stories to choose from, or any real impact on my fandoms.

And these were writers who are essentially the pillars of the fandom that’s come to be my “home” fandom telling me that people would want to read my other stories and I needed to give them a way to.

The TopHat69 name comes from them. Because I WAS supposed to write Top Chuuya next after putting him through so much in c/c and because they said I was overthinking it and just to use any username. One of them threw tophat69 out as a bit of a joke, and the rest is history.

So the username was a gift from people I admire, and it makes me laugh, and while I still do post anonymously sometimes (it’s the good, defining itself started out anonymous), I’ve been trying to be better about gathering them at least all under one handle if I think they’re something that the friends I’ve made through my stories might enjoy.

I’ve also been trying to become less of a recluse in fandom spaces, so now I’m slowly spreading out onto other fandom platforms like this but using the same username so I don’t get into that same “I feel weird watching them talk about me without them knowing” vibe.

So that’s basically it! Thank you for asking, and I hope that makes sense!