i love it when a villain is given positive traits not to make them look better, but to make them look worse
no "aren't they actually nice deep down? don't you feel sympathy towards them?", but "wait so this asshole was capable of good all along? and actively chose not to do it because it gets in the way of their goal / because they don't see this specific group of people as deserving of the same treatment / because they're too deep in the lies they told themself to justify it / etc? they're evil not because they're incapable of anything else, but because they choose to?"
actually @ every fanfiction writer whether you wrote something that got thousands of reblogs and comments and became a staple in your fandom, or you wrote one fic and deleted it, or you write mutilchaptered fics that never get a final update, or write short fics, or long fics, or used to write and now you don’t, or you deleted/orphaned your works, or you only share with friends:
thank you.
sharing your writing is hard. and sometimes it’s thankless. sometimes it’s such a negative experience that I wonder how anyone does it at all. but you are needed; you are wanted. whether or not we properly acknowledge it, you are a vital part of fandom culture. thanks for sharing.
Today hasn't been very good. Reblog to cover prev in blankets and tell them everything is going to be okay and they're loved.
"No, no you cannot keep her with you 24/7 or not expect her to do things of her own. My wife isn't with me for 6 months out of a year, I do not demand to know where she is the entire time. She is my wife, I love and trust her. I love her for who she is, I do not possess her for she is her own person. If you don't understand that, the next time I'll see you will be in the fields of punishment for being a toxic asshole."
Tired of love stricken mortals making up a sizable chunk of the underworld’s traffic, Hades decides to help mortals with their love problems before Aphrodite can answer them. It turns out that mortals are a lot more satisfied with Hades’ help than with Aphrodite’s.
"I don't even have a legal identity, how are you sueing me, you ignoble stinkwaffles!?"
Tim gets his hands on Jason’s helmet and hacks the voice modulator to sound like Hatsune Miku.
Feared crime boss Red Hood uses it anyway.
I love that identity reveals between Jim Gordon and Bruce in fic almost always go the same way. Bruce goes "How did you know? Was it my acting?" and nine times out of ten Jim says something along the lines of "No, your acting was phenomenal. You gave yourself away by caring too much, Mr. Wayne."
Because the billionaire playboy cover was perfect and damn near airtight until one Bruce Wayne leapt in front of someone else during a holdup at a gala and "accidentally" got shot. No self-involved airhead with that much money riding on his life would ever -- ever -- let himself think of someone else in that moment.
i am shrunken down and brought to the gnome world and when i attempt to assimilate to their culture I use an acorn cap as a hat and they all laugh cheerfully at my silly mistake of wearing what they use as a bowl like a cap and though this is a transgression that would have humiliated me in my human life I am instead laughing alongside them at my humorous misunderstanding
You know, when I see fictional characters who repress all their emotions, they're usually aloof and very blunt about keeping people at a distance, sometimes to an edgy degree—but what I don't see nearly enough are the emotionally repressed characters who are just…mellow.
Think about it. In real life, the person that's bottling up all their emotions is not the one that's brooding in the corner and snaps at you for trying to befriend them. More often than not, it's that friendly person in your circle who makes easy conversation with you, laughs with you, and listens and gives advice whenever you're upset. But you never see them upset, in fact they seem to have endless patience for you and everything around them—and so you call them their friend, you trust them. And only after months of telling them all your secrets do you realize…
…they've never actually told you anything about themselves.
Danny shows up at one point, looking confused because Dad was supposed to be home hours ago. And now his dad has decided to take up crime fighting? Is Danny... a bad influence??!
But his dad encourages him to join in crime fighting, it's a bonding activity, I just want to get to know that part of your life better, and well. Danny's weak.
He steals one of Tim's old Robin costumes, and decides to be Robin for the night. The moment he spin kicks a thug shouting, 'batter up!' the batkids know: they have a new sibling.
Note, Danny was not in Phantom form the entire time. He was entirely part of the black haired blue eye Robin squad.
Tim was four days into a sleep deficit so he felt that to say that this predicament was his fault was a bit of a reach.
For it to be his fault he would have had to cognizant of the last 16 hours.
All he wanted to do was take a power nap in the nearest closest durring the Waynetech gala but nooo Bruce had to be taken hostage by the Joker.
So he did what he thought would work best and shoved uncle Clark into the nearest emergency bat storage and told him to suit up.
Maybe he looked a bit more confused than normal but they didn’t need a reporter they needed Batman!
That being said wasn’t uncle Clark supposed to be off-world?
Oh no.
———————
Jack honestly had no clue what was happening for the last six months so when he was told to be Batman he merely just shrugged as the frankly exhausted teen left him to his own.
With his son turning out to be part ghost to the government hunting down his said son and having to move shop halfway across the continent.
This might as well happen.
Grinning like a kid on Christmas, Jack plopped on the finishing touch.
“Oh Danno is not going to believe this!”
Raising a cloaked arm with a flourish Jack struck a pose.
“Alrighty Jack enough messing around! Time to save the party, Fenton style!
Shifting his feet, Jack took a deep breath before smoothing his face the best he could. After all, couldn’t have a smiling Batman! Before walking out the room and taking running leap through the wall to the streets of Gotham before grappling to the nearest building.
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Yo! I'm Lira, she/her, LiraBuswavi on Ao3, and I'm just here to have a good time. The header is fanart I received for a fanfic I wrote! Check out @doodlesforfics, they're an amazing artist.
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