Farewell Online Privacy

SUPERKIDDOS, part one! Once again I write too much dialogue… I just really like to see Damian rant. This is the gen, supersons + colin mash-up I’ve wanted for years lol so forgive the self-indulgence! Here’s the blurb:

The Supersons encounter an enemy that threatens to tear them apart: Meep Meeps, the newest fad hitting the country! When Damian gets kidnapped, however, his friend Colin must reach out to Superboy to help get their little Robin back…

Like with RSVP, I’ll be working steadily to get these out in five-page increments. For those curious, you can find all the pre-color work for this fancomic here: thumbs | inks part one

PARTS: Valentines prologue << Part One >> Part Two >> Part Three

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colored pencil drawing of @therealjacksepticeye‘s Antisepticeye!

do not repost :^)

Thought #132

Civilian pulled out their binoculars and searched for Villain on the street. They were perched on a building high above the city.

"Why did you save me?" Civilian whispered looking down at their notebook. They had cut out multiple newspaper articles about Villain. They were all about the fires and robberies that they had caused. So why did they save me?

Civilian sighed and looked through their binoculars again. They scanned the street. Wasn't Villain right there a second ago? Where did they go?

Someone cleared their throat behind them. Civilian jumped and their binoculars went flying.

"Seems I've got a stalker." Villain said picking up the binoculars.

"No... I... I..." Civilian backed away from Villain.

Villain smiled at them. "Why would you be spying on me?"

Civilian looked around nervously and spotted their notebook. Villain followed their gaze and swept their notebook up.

"I'm sorry. Please don't..."

Villain held up their hand and Civilian stopped. "You're wondering why I'm such a bad person."

Civilian shook their head.

Villain huffed. "I'm not as bad as these papers say. Take a look."

They handed the notebook back to Civilian.

"Did anyone die in any of those stories?"

Civilian looked through the newspaper articles. Not one of them had any casualties.

"All of those things I did, I did in abandoned buildings. I only had to intervene once because..." Villain snapped their attention to Civilian. "Someone was in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Civilian squeaked and moved backwards.

"Why were you there?" Villain asked moving forward.

"I... I..."

Villain grabbed Civilian's arm.

"I wanted to see if it was actually you. You move too quickly for it to just be you doing all of this. I wanted to make sure that the blame wasn't being put entirely on you."

Villain smiled. "It's all me." They picked up Civilian under the legs and around the waist in a bridal carry. Flying high the wind canceled out Civilian's screams. Civilian grabbed at Villain and buried their face in their chest.

Villain stopped and hovered. They laughed and looked down at Civilian. Civilian shook and clung to Villain's shirt.

"You know you're the only one who has actually tried to figure out why I'm doing what I'm doing. No one else cares."

Civilian peeked up at Villain. "Thanks for saving my life." They squeaked.

Villain chuckled. "You're welcome. Do you want to see the view? I promise I won't drop you."

Civilian shook their head.

"Come on. It's beautiful."

Civilian turned their head slowly. Their grip loosened and they smiled down at the city. "It is beautiful."

Villain smiled and stared at Civilian's profile. "It sure is."

They dropped down slowly getting back to the rooftop. Civilian let go of Villain's shirt as they set them down.

"I promise I won't get in the way of your antics anymore." They said turning and scooping up their notebook.

Villain smiled. "But if you do I promise to save you. You're too cute."

Civilian turned as Villain took off.

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I can't believe I didn't post this sooner!!!

Thank you @jacksoopticboop for the fantastic art!!

I also really enjoyed the little notes that came with the art!

You're the best, and I hope your day is full of PMA!!

Blink Pt. 2

@badthingshappenbingo​

Prompt: You Said You Would Let Them Go

Fandom: Original Work

Part 1

Ella teleported Todd off the roof and helped him get home. She started walking back to her apartment trying to think of what she was going to tell everyone.

She pushed the door to her apartment open, and Natalie and Jack were sitting on her couch. Natalie was braiding her long black hair, and Jack was picking at his fingernails. When she came in, they stood up quickly.

“What happened?” Jack stepped forward and grabbed her by her forearms.

She pulled her arms out of his grip and pulled her mask off setting it on the table. She sat down on the couch with a huge sigh.

“Babe, what happened?” Jack sat down next to her grabbing her hand, 

“I can’t tell you.”

“What do you mean?” Natalie sat with a concerned look.

“He made me promise that I wouldn’t.” Ella could feel tears starting to form in her eyes. Pushing them back she pulled her hand from Jack’s and stood heading towards the kitchen. 

She could hear someone rummaging around in her fridge. When she walked in Aaron, the tallest guy in the group, quickly stood up with a pop tart in his mouth and Tayler, the skinniest one of the bunch, froze reaching for the peanut butter above the fridge.

Ella sighed and threw up her hands, “Who else is here?”

Her bathroom door opened, and Laura walked out shaking her wet hands. “You don’t have any towels in there.” She said sheepishly.

“Get out.” Ella pointed to her front door the tears starting to run down her face.

Keep reading

twilight but instead of a dramatic reveal about how edward’s a vampire bella just shows up to class one day and slides a copy of Dracula across the table to see what happens 

Batfam + table manner/eating habits headcanons

BRUCE WAYNE-

In public, Bruce is extremely well-mannered and classy when he eats, even going as far as to use the correct spoons and forks for what he’s eating. At the dinner table at home, he’s still pretty neat, eats politely. Down in the cave he just devours his snacks because Batman is gritty and also very extra.

DICK GRAYSON-

Follows the etiquette fairly well, as far as the others know. Eats in reasonable portions, if a little fast. Saves the class for events, dates, and family meals. Can otherwise be found slumped over at the breakfast table shoveling cereal into his mouth with milk dripping down chin.

BARBARA GORDON-

Doesn’t put much thought into how she eats. Dignified, never really messy. Big snacker, small eater. Very aware of what foods are too messy to eat in public without an accident, chooses her foods/serving sizes related to where she is/who she’s with. Likes to eat her sides before her main course.

JASON TODD-

Can actually be as well-mannered as Dick, contrary to what others might (annoyingly) think. Eats large portions at once, and eats them quicker than most (which Bruce suspects might be a habit from before he took him in, when he had to eat what he could when he could). Keeps napkins on hand always. Only really eats messily when trying to annoy/embarrass Bruce or when exhausted.

TIM DRAKE-

Raised to be, of course, very classy, neat, put-together, the absolute picture of etiquette. Puts on exactly that illusion when in public. When he’s alone, this boy is a mess just because he doesn’t care. Eats without really focusing on eating, which leads to a few messes. Will eat with any silverware that’s available, once ate his soup with a fork. Picks at his food a lot, doesn’t always finish his food.

CASSANDRA CAIN-

Eats very politely, if a little slowly. Sometimes hesitates before taking a second serving. Takes small bites but finishes her plate. Doesn’t use the “proper” silverware, really enjoys sporks. Wipes mouth every few bites even if what she’s eating isn’t messy.

STEPHANIE BROWN-

Gives no shits. Eats how she feels like eating. Will eat pie for breakfast and eggs and bacon for a snack. Is fairly neat with her eating in public and at the manor unless Tim says something, then she will purposefully eat everything with her hands and then chug his drink.

DAMIAN WAYNE-

Little Bruce. A bit more dignified in private than Bruce is, though. Very classy. Does, however, eat a LOT. More than any of his siblings, because he’s growing, and because nobody else eats the food Alfred cooks for him because there’s no meat. Takes his time eating. May occasionally talk with his mouth full before correcting himself.

DUKE THOMAS

Average table manners and eating habits. Tries to make conversation during meals, always clears his plate. The person who drinks soup straight from the bowl and will eat cereal out of a cup. Never talks with his mouth open, will make you wait a good minute for a response while he is chewing. Spills things on occasion and makes sure Alfred isn’t around before muttering a few curses.

Quick editing tip: Passing time

Hey all, here’s a quick tip about showing the passage of short amounts of time in a scene. I see a lot of beats like this:

She hesitated

He paused

A few seconds later

There was a long silence

He waited for her to answer

She didn’t respond

Instead of telling us there’s a brief moment of silence or pause in your scene, try showing us by creating the feeling that time has passed through action, description, or inner monologue. Here are a few examples.

Before:

“Are you coming or not?”

He waited for her to answer, but she didn’t respond.

“Clare? Did you hear me?”

“Huh?”

After:

“Are you coming or not?”

Clare scrolled through her phone, her face illuminating with a eerie blue glow.

“Clare? Did you hear me?”

“Huh?”

Before:

Jared lingered at the suspect’s front gate. If this guy didn’t answer Jared’s questions, he was screwed.

“Hey you!” a voice shouted. “Get off my property!”

Jared hesitated. Finally, he turned to face the man. “I’m afraid I can’t do that.”

After:

Jared lingered at the suspect’s front gate. If this guy didn’t answer Jared’s questions, he was screwed.

“Hey you!” a voice shouted. “Get off my property!”

Jared patted his holster. He had a gun, but he certainly didn’t want to use it. Taking a deep breath, he turned to face the man. “I’m afraid I can’t do that.”

Not only does creating a pause instead of describing a pause allow your reader to feel the moment more vividly, it gives you a chance to explain what exactly that pause is about. People hesitate, pause, don’t respond, etc. for all kinds of reasons. Give us as much insight as you can into your weird quiet moment.

Of course, you don’t need to do this every single time. Sometimes it’s fine to say “he paused” or “the room was quiet for a moment”—it could be the best choice for that scene. But look back through your draft and see if you’ve used those “telling” descriptions more often than you needed to. If so, try to create the feeling of a pause—perhaps one that gives the reader a bit more information—using these techniques.

Hope this helps!