Moths.
Moths.
Female moths who have children I feel like, should be called Moth-errrr. Moth-er.
What does this say about Father Moths. Are they Faths? Foths? What would baby moths call them?
Wait do baby moths have fathers—
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You don’t need to say “She was losing.”
Show me the way her breath stutters, the way her vision blurs at the edges, how her arms feel like lead but she still lifts them anyway. Show me the taste of blood on her tongue, the sharp sting when she wipes it away.
A fight isn’t just fists and kicks, it’s instinct. It’s mistakes. It’s the split second where she moves left instead of right, and pain explodes across her ribs. It’s the way she grits her teeth, forces herself to stay standing, even when her legs threaten to buckle.
People don’t announce their next move. They don’t think in long sentences. It’s breathless. It’s now. It’s move or lose. Make your readers feel every hit, every heartbeat, every desperate second she fights to stay on her feet.
I can put so many characters here
'he would not fucking say that' maybe he would if he knew he was starring in his very own porn fic for the sole purpose of delighting some freaks on archive of our own dot org. maybe he'd play it up for the cameras. ever consider that
The brain is so frustrating because I can’t remember what my mother wanted for Mother’s Day.
The conversation was two days ago.
I don’t think she wants a ladder, Brain.
Dabi Headcanon #1
One of my favourite headcanons in My Hero Academia is the idea that Dabi has a comfort food. More specifically, sandwiches are his comfort food. Like, he had a really shitty childhood, yeah? Neglected and cast aside. I imagine that the bad days, when Endeavor was just really upset because, oh, maybe All Might got the case he was supposed to get, or maybe he didn’t get to the scene in time. Or maybe Shoto wasn’t listening during training, or maybe Touya himself got into a fight with his siblings.
When those days happened, I feel like Touya would make a sandwich, and find the nearest, darkest corner probably in his room to hide in, so he didn’t have to face his father. Maybe a good book, too. Because it’s simple. It’s simple, tasty, and can have hundreds of different combinations.
It’s something he carries over as Dabi, as occasionally, the LOV will find him eating a sandwich, despite the meal Kurogiri could have already made for them.
The LOV doesn’t question it, maybe he thinks they’ll poison them or something.
But no, it’s not that.
It’s because it reminds him of some of the only safety he’s known, of comfort in the simple things. And, if he goes back far enough, back when his father still cared for him. And it calms him down on his bad days, where maybe a heist didn’t go as planned, or maybe he got into a fight with one of the LOV members.
I don’t really care if this is OOC, because it’s my headcanon, and dammit he needs some comfort in his life.
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Brucie Wayne accidentally killing the joker
This happens before Red Hood is revealed as Jason, but after he shows up. Bruce is at a gala and has been very stressed lately, which is why he was so caught off guard with the Joker arriving. A big thing about today? It’s Jason’s adoption day anniversary. Bruce is barely clinging to being good.
However, Joker has a new laughing gas that he thought would make everyone fall into a catatonic state of laughter, striking a blow against all of Gotham’s elite.
That’s what he thought it would do.
Instead, it lowered inhibitions and increased their emotions. It also reduced their ability to think things through. Doing this to Bruce, who is stressed with Red Hood making moves and Justice League stuff getting more stressful and it being the anniversary of the day he could finally welcome his beautiful boy into the family, only to be face to face with the reason he lost his kid?
It only takes one comment about the old Robin for Bruce to go feral.
He isn’t thinking things through, isn’t focused on how hard he is hitting things, or where they are moving until he’s on a balcony with the Joker, and he’s distantly aware he’s been screaming about the clown having done enough-
Everyone watches, spellbound, as Brucie Wayne, under the influence of this new gas, pitches both the Joker and himself off the balcony, twenty stories above the ground.
Red Hood catches Brucie Wayne.
No one catches the Joker.
The morning papers scream about how the Joker died from Gotham’s prince being drugged, and how the city’s new crime lord kidnapped Brucie before he could die.
Everyone in Gotham is in disarray.
Dick is panicking after seeing the headline. (He was in Bludhaven.)
Tim is cursing himself. (He was home sick with the flu.)
Jason is struggling with his emotions.
Alfred is loading his shot gun.
What do you mean this wasn't them for most of Book 2?
I’m getting back into Dabi/Hawks fanfics rn and I can’t believe I ever moved on from this ship like? They’re both so funny and the angst kills me.
They’re written as such isolated characters a lot of the time that it’s really cute they can be each others support but it’s also horrible bc it would be a shit show if people found out so, angst but also hurt/comfort. For this reason I always try to find ones with a happy ending cuz I’m not tryna be hurt rn.
