Yes, I have over 30 drafts that I release day by day like hostages being released by a criminal with unintelligible demands.
Yes, the drafts are growing faster than I am willing post them.
Yes, this was in my drafts for a week.
I declare this press conference over.
Isn't it funny how every fandom revolving around the most horrifying and angst ridden concepts and themes have the cutest fan art of them just being happy for once and every fandom revolving around the most heartwarming and soft themes have that one corner that's filled with people obsessed with the miniscule amount of angst they can get their hands on , I love it, they just make it a different genre so it can be all incompassing
Love fics where Batman’s identity is revealed as Bruce Wayne and the JL is just not connecting the dots.
But I need a fic specifically where the JL is in a situation where they have to lay low in a safe house or whatever for a few days while they figure out their next move and Bruce just takes off his cowl without explanation and somebody looks up to see BRUCE WAYNE in their secret hideout.
The entire JL: *tired from fighting and crashing in the nearest safe house to hide out in for the next few days while they figure out their next move*
Batman, putting a lot of thought into it: ‘well I don’t want to have to wear all my body armour and my cowl for the next few days, and I trust these people with my life, so I think I can safely take my mask off and reveal my identity’
Batman, without a word even though he should probably say a whole speech and explain why: *takes his cowl off and silently continues with his work in the corner of the room*
The ENTIRE JL: *doesn’t notice*
Someone, probably Hal Jordan: *looks up to see BRUCIE fucking WAYNE sitting in the shadows of their top secret hideout*
Hal:
Hal: WHAT THE FUCK
The JL: *freaking out because why is a civilian billionaire in the secret safe house and how did he get in without the worlds strongest and smartest heroes knowing?*
Also the JL: WHERE THE HELL IS BATMAN????
Bruce: *politely sitting in the corner, still working while he waits for someone to ask him a question instead of incoherently screaming at each other about him*
When I was a kid and first learning English I kept hearing “excuse me” and just figured that’s what you said when you wanted someone to move out of the way so I had some interactions like this
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It’s my first Ides of March on tumblr! Very excited to stab a politician
Jack: my son is a vigilante?!??! But that’s so dangerou-
Willis: -THAT’S MY FUCKING BOY!!!!
i hate david cain for doing cassandras hair before he sent her into that room. there are already so few tender moments he shares with her, but i think that one, the one we dont ever see, is the one that makes me hate him the most.
The fact that cluemaster was created before babs is crazy to me
SHE’D FINALLY BE ABLE TO HAVE A CONVERSATION IN HER NATIVE LANGUAGE, SHE’D FINALLY BE ABLE TO GET HER FULL POINT ACROSS WITHOUT ISSUE OR MISCOMMUNICATION!!!!!!
Make Cass and J'onn friends PLEASEPLEASE PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE PLEASEPLEASE PLEASE
Billy, whose parents died from being crushed by rocks in a buried tomb, watching as the wizard is killed by a massive rock falling onto him: oh…
She/HerAutistic, queer, and (according to all the unfinished fics in my docs) an aspiring fanfic author!
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