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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

reading teen titans 2003 fills me with unimaginable rage and i can’t articulate it but i feel like all the characters are just slightly… off. especially coming from YJ 1998. and i just??? it fills me with such RAGE. like towards the characters.

wdym cassie thought that tim was “on a trip with batman”??? huh??? was that not his RR year? year hell? huh??????? and bart is so serious. bsfr. that is not bart. and conner is just- ugh.

what the fuck even was teen titans 2003. and then damian shows up and its weird???

for some reason everyone is an asshole like- i’m fine with jason and i KNOW what happens when he returns. but watching it play out? he is a BASTARD. kill him. kill him with fire.

and i forgot how much of a BRAT damian was. wdym this is robin? light and joy and comfort? that is not robin. that is an assassin in a vigilante’s suit who thinks he’s entitled to things he is not, in fact, entitled to. why is he even at titan’s tower? he does not belong there. he does not- he- i- blegh. (he shouldnt even be robin but that’s an essay for another time)

and tim and damian interacting! what. damian is both too rude and too nice and its WEIRD. bc at this point was damian not still literally verbally abusing tim? (it was abuse. there is no other descriptor. they weren’t getting into fights, damian was abusing tim verbally and at one point physically. genuinely if you think damian’s general behavior was excusable at all do not interact with me because that is straight up abuse apologism and i will NOT-)

i just- i-

what. what was that?

i dont know the general opinion of it. but i just. it fills me with anger. everyone is weird and icky and ever so slightly ooc (everyone from yj 1998 at least.)

Bruce finds out when Tim gets hurt on patrol and Jason breaks into the fucking Batcave, scoops Tim up, stares into Bruce’s soul and says “You’re a grandpa. Congrats.” Before dipping

Tim and Bruce getting into an argument bcs Tim demands to be independent and NOT get involved in the mess of being a legal part of the Wayne family, and Bruce being final on the fact that Tim is FIFTEEN and needs a legal guardian. out of spite Tim asks the person he thinks Bruce would approve of as a guardian the least to sign some guardian papers.

Tim: you don’t have to do anything parental i just REALLY wanna make Batman mad and i get the sense that our wishes align on that specific aspect so if you could just sign here for shits and giggles-

Red Hood:

Red Hood, rapidly changing his plans on how to deal with getting revenge on Bruce because his replacement is actually kinda hysterical: if we’re doing this we’re fucking doing it right, kid

Bruce shows up to Tim’s next parent teacher conference because hey just because he’s being given the silent treatment over this whole adoption thing doesn’t mean he’s going to slack off on his parental duties, only to freeze in the doorway because Tim Drake-Hood is stood there with his shiny new CRIME LORD LEGAL GUARDIAN giving him the most SHIT EATING GRIN POSSIBLE, and he almost has a panic attack on the spot.

Jason’s really getting into this whole caretaker thing. he’s doing school runs, delivering home cooked meals to Drake manor, helping with homework, this was his fucking CALLING. Tim is having the time of his life because him and Hood actually get along really well, but then he realises two weeks in that it turns out Hood is actually Jason fucking Todd, and he has to deal with the existential crisis of causing the very thing he was trying to stop because he is now technically a legal child of the Wayne family.

out of embarrassment for the fact that he failed and amazement at the fact that he’s bonding so well with Bruce’s dead kid and his own childhood hero (who is now a badass crime lord that lets him call for advice about english assignments while organising drug runs and picks up batburger on his way home from weapon shipments, seriously what more could Tim want in a parent), Tim somehow becomes even more invested in hiding Red Hood’s identity than Jason is.

Bruce has just been in a constant state of panic for the past three months and he doesn’t know what to fucking do. Dick was concerned for Tim up until he demanded to have dinner with him and his new ‘guardian’ to vet the guy and Jason, who stopped caring about his identity when he realised how much being a working dad agrees with his mental health and is only actively keeping his identity from Bruce for Tim’s pride’s sake, takes off his helmet to eat and Dick stares at him frozen for fifteen minutes across the table before finally pointing at the two and saying ‘you know what? he didn’t even tell me Jason was dead until after the funeral. whatever the fuck’s going on here? he has it coming. proceed.’

ive got finals soon please god let this work

this is far far far too accurate for my taste

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writing is kicking my ass rn because what do you mean i have to actually live up to my promise. like that time i saw a cool hc and asked "hey what if i wrote a fic abt this" i didnt mean ACTUALLY WRITE A FIC ABT IT.

so now i am sitting here staring at my empty, empty google doc and wondering how to make tim and jason psychologists. like what????

or, how the fuck do i characterize any of the JL? literally what? i said id write a fic where JL interacts with the batkids but its like. what who how when-

anyways. writing is kicking my ass rn.

screaming crying throwing up my favorite author just followed me i feel blessed is this what it's like to be chosen by the gods?

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My adaptation of the God of Arepo short story, which was originally up at ShortBox Comics Fair for charity. You can get a copy of the DRM-free ebook here for free - and I'd encourage you to donate to Mighty Writers or The Ministry of Stories in exchange.

Again it's an honour to be drawing one of my favourite short stories ever. Thank you so much for the original authors for creating this story; and for everyone who bought a copy and donated to the above non-profits.

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”acquire” like duke is a fucking pokemon

Damian, entering smog/pollution city Gotham after living in Nanda Parbat his entire life: why am I turning white?

hc that everyone turns white only in gotham bc of the sheer amount of pollution blocking out the sun

Damian thought he was slowly dying at first and also refused to ask for help

Jason, casually crimelording: Damian what are you doing? Damian: Todd. I need help- Jason: what? YOU asking for help?? Are you dying?? Damian: Yes. Look at my skin! Jason: *takes off his helmet out of concern or smthing* Damian, seeing Jason without a tan for the first time: YOU'RE DYING TOO??? Jason: Jason, little shit little brother getting the opportunity to be an annoying shithead older brother: oh yeah did you know-

Damian was actually convinced he was going to die for like a month until he finally cracked and was a little hurt at everyone laughing at him (good thing he has: knife)