All The Kids In The Class I TA For Are Talking Debating Weather Ao3 Or Wattpad Is Better, Its Awful Lmfao

At the gate for my flight home from visiting friends and there's a woman here with a service Shiba Inu. No pics because he has a Do Not Disturb vest and taking pics of strangers is illegal but I need to stress how ON DUTY this animal is. Ears up. Eyes doing Lazer scans of everything. Examining everyone who passes within 10ft like a security guard. Ass planted on her feet. I have never seen a dog with such intense chivalric guardian energy before. He has tiny eyebrows and they are FURROWED with concentration.

jumping on this little trend of drawing tim wearing bernard's t-shirt because of this post

A fanfic idea:

Bruce was able to rescue Jason before he died, and after this experience, Jason stopped being Robin.

He became afterwards the golden child, he goes to college (with a scholarship), helps out in the city library, teaches children (helps with their homeworks and helps them to study), works part time in a car garage in crime alley, and is a supportive brother.

And it pisses his siblings off.

Because there has to be something fishy because no one, really no one, is that perfect.

And there is something fishy.

He is also Red Hood.

No one knows, and the vigilantes never talk to Jason about "the family business" because he needs to concentrate on his studies and other stuff.

So imagine, Batmans suprise when the JL was able to catch Red Hood.

Someone takes Jasons helmet off in front of Batman, Nightwing, and other members

And Jason, who wears also a domino mask, doesn't look Batman in the face even as he says :

"Hey Dad. I can explain."

And Dick loses his shit, he laughs so hard because, Jason, The golden child, the one who gave up on being a vigilante, who reads to children in the library, is a goddamn crimelord.

Bruce just stands there frozen because wtf Jason?!

And Dick takes selfies with Jason being tied up and calles the other Batkids in because they should definitely not be left out of it.

(Edit: As someone who doesn't really write (or can write good stories), I want to say, feel free to use this prompt for a fanfiction. Just please give credits to me (because I don't know if someone else had also this idea and posted it) and please inform me if you publish something (because I want to read a fanfiction like this too))

Duke such a talker and its one of my favorite things about him, his narration is long winded and uses so much philosophical language, his verbal speech isn't as bad as other notorious talkers (Dick, Jason, and Steph come to mind) but he is Still talkin

he has so much to say (for himself, for his profession, for his community) and i love him so much for it

man, zdarsky would really write a great series for tim if he could, right? *sigh*

There's scenes in books and fics that I just adore for this reason. Actually, in film too. Any of y'all watched sense8? Yeah, that shit slaps. Possibly the best way I've seen sex and intimacy used to explore and develop characters. Not just their own perceptions, but how do the characters connect with each other? How does this baseline of humanity intersect with their sexuality? The fact that they use sex in a way that doesn't always feel overtly sexual, but just as a metaphor for pleasure, freedom, and connection, if that makes any sense. Man.

yeah bro it's a character study. the 2 thousand words of blowjob is vital to the study of the character

In love with this random guy who had a lock slapped on his storage unit for not paying its rental and not only did he ignore management and took his stuff out without paying, but also chose to steal the lock itself and send it to the LockPickingLawyer along with a confession letter

me rn ^-^

Idea that won’t leave me alone: one of those Bruce adopts all his kids as Tinies AUs where toddler Jason is two and his favorite person in the WORLD is his big brother. But he’s just barely learning to talk so when he says his brother’s name…in comes out as “Ick.”

Leading to—

Jason: Icky!! Icky!

Four-year-old Dick Grayson: I’M NOT ICKY!

Jason, insistently: ICKY!

Dick, getting progressively more upset: STOP CALLING ME ICKY!

Jason: No! Icky!

Dick: No! YOU’RE icky!

And escalating until they’re both crying—Dick because Jason won’t stop calling him icky. Jason because his big brother won’t play with him.

This happens at least once a day. Bruce is so tired.

So much of my writing recently has been in messages and it's so funny to me. Like there can be a whole conversation between one section and another just because of message limits. It's so stupid