I admire your commitment to writing tim drake as having spent his formative childhood years on a different awful forum in every universe. it fills a conspicuous void in the fandom ecosystem.

I want to put this ask on my wall. Thank you for understanding me. Thank you so much.

Look, I think there are reasons why characters act the way they do. So often when writing Batfam people put in 0 work into actually establishing why or how a character is Like That, which feels necessary when the character is the most Like That of all time. You end up with a father-son or brotherly soulmates situations and it's bizarre. Why are you adopting this child you saved, you save fifty children a day and there is nothing special about him.

Tim Drake is a fucking freak and there needs to be a reason for that. Child neglect isn't enough. Somebody like Tim needs a very specific thing to happen in their lives to get them to the point of making his decisions. He needs to be obsessive, to spend time in a place that feeds and validates his obsessions, to be in a place where he can easily collect a great deal of data to construct a pathway model, and for all of this to happen without leaving his room. It has to be the internet. Tim is a guy who the internet churns out. I know he's from the 80s but Tim as a person is somebody who is so chronically online in the weirdest way. Not chronically online how WE'RE chronically online. He's on the weird forums. Like those military simulator game forums where military personnel post classified blueprints for future military tanks in order to win an argument. Those kinds.

If you were a domestic terrorist in the early 00s you were probably on Something Awful. All I can say (Actually, technically the SA thing is an anachronism - it didn't actually pick up until the early 00s. But it was the website that worked the best, explained the most, and I fucking needed to make the 'But he wouldn't tell her what the awful thing was' joke, so here we are). This is also the reason for the other anachronism of NW. Homestuck.

Tagged by @devirnis and @rewritetheending for wip Wednesday! Buck’s still going to die

"Do you think this is the last time we'll all hang out together like this?" Buck asks, in Bobby's backyard, at the party celebrating Hen passing her practical. He gets indulgent smiles in response, honest reassurances, and he can’t clarify that he doesn’t think any of them will leave him but that he is a man with a timer he can’t see the numbers on. He smiles back, and lets Eddie squeeze his hand in comfort, and hugs Hen tight, and helps Bobby clean up sort of to be helpful but also, mostly, just to be close to him.

And then he is reminded that he is not the only person who can die. He’s not the one helping Karen and her coworker, busy knocking down the surrounding flames so they can get out, and it’s smoky and all a disaster in there anyway so he doesn’t get a good look at her until he’s escorting her out of the building. It takes several increasingly desperate are you sures after he’s asked if she’s feeling okay to discover the shrapnel, but he gets her onto a stretcher before things can get any worse than a chunk of metal embedded several inches into her side. He watches as Hen, the strongest person he has ever, ever met, crumples when she sees her wife injured. He watches her be strong anyway, climbing into the ambulance to do anything up to and including throttle the universe itself to keep her alive until she gets to the hospital. He holds her in the waiting room as she weeps gratitude into his shoulder and he looks across the room at Eddie looking back at him and thinks he was wrong, he was wrong entirely. It’s not going to be easier if they aren’t married yet. He dies and Eddie is destroyed. It’s too late to pull away because they were both in this from the start. He imagines someone else holding Eddie like this, as he’s off in surgery or some colder, more final room, and his knees almost buckle.

Karen is okay, will be home soon. Hen comes back to work.

Tagging @jeeyuns @wildlife4life @alyxmastershipper @forthewolves @bigfootsmom @rogerzsteven <3

realizing that a p5r false reality bad ending fic could be nearly indistinguishable from an ooc "akechi never did anything wrong" no metaverse high school au and amusing myself about it

“Carmine is not the worst” and “kieran is not the worst” are statements that can and should co-exist

Speaking of the Reincarnation theory:

I have a bit of an AU where Braven is the only knight to not truly move on thanks to his guilt, and awakens again when Guren (current incarnation) gets his core brick.

He becomes a bit of a gaurdian spirit, since Guren is unaware of his presence, and at first he scoffs at the concept of a child taking his place and finishing the job he’d failed to do, but as Guren gets older (and heaps more traumatized by alien civil war) he realizes that he’s underestimated Guren’s determination and heroism, while also acknowledging that Guren is just getting more and more hurt inside from all the responsibility on his young shoulders-going from happy-go-lucky kid to a disturbed teen with ESP problems.

The boy and his friends have essentially been killing since they were eleven-and while the others are considerably less effected by everything they’ve already done in their young lives compared to Guren, every one of the knights are still SUPER traumatized

Braven is just staring at the group at this point going “Oh Guardians, they’re all fucked up” and wanting to both hug all of them and cry about how sad it all is

Unfortunately, he can only do one of those things-for now

@kazumahashimoto

i am feeding you angst enjoyers well tonight.... here's a snippet of the ex-fatui agent!reader (from the wip collei fic that i talk about non-stop LMAO) making scaramouche cry. <3

A soft whimper, a hitch of breath unnoticable to the untrained ear drew them out of their thoughts. Their gaze briefly flickered to the Balladeer's face, fingers halting all motion. All the muscles in their abdomen tightened with an overwhelming sense of guilt and frustration. A stray tear rolled down his cheek. If he noticed, he didn't acknowledge it. They chose to pay it as little mind as possible, if not for anyone's sake but theirs. His eyes were hazy and vacant, as if he were recalling some other event such as this one--as if, above him, he saw someone else. They shook that thought off before it could spiral into something worse. Whatever he was recalling was not their fault, and certainly not their business. It had nothing to do with them. It was no concern of theirs. It wasn't their fault. It was absolutely not their fault... right?

y'know, going through like YouTube comments and posts in various places, a lot of people are really weird about Spahr.

yes, he isn't a GREAT person—very few people in this series are—but like, many people keep trying to frame him as far worse and far more malicious than he really is. there's a lot of just dismissal of the inner conflict and precarious position that Spahr is in and that he's slowly becoming aware of.

and weirdly, on top of that, a lot of these comments simultaneously frame Weepe as FAR more virtuous than he really is. I enjoy Weepe IMMENSELY, but his amorality is stark and at times shocking. (it's what makes him fascinating in this narrative!)

it's all really weird to me? especially since I find Spahr very interesting because of his fragile footing, dawning realization of how suffocating his situation is, and burgeoning and deepening struggle against himself.

but a lot of people press all of it out or disregard it, and there's a lot of just ill will and acidic tones at him acting as if he's much more evil and malevolent than he actually is.

because now im thinking about frightened rabbit , i have 4 of their songs from 1 album (winter of mixed drinks) on my wip fjord playlist lol . its just rly him

him and avantika and everything to do with that haha ⬇️

self-doubt type things, in that between time

and theeen paladin stuff and leaving ukotoa behind and all that with cad, but also cute wee jester gf moment

its just a very nautical themed album , i love it, and it makes me think of fjord also . win

Head empty, just suddenly thinking about how Ciara (and banshees in general) probably unnerve Life just a little bit

HALP (/silly) i come back from teaching my mother to crochet and my activity feed tab is inundated from that one offhand silly post SBDHDHKL

my laptop is starting to glitch out after months of suffering the most inhumane conditions (austerity in my mother's household) so I have to upload all my fucked up shit to the cloud thing my uni gave me

hope I don't have anything too fucked up in there

The Funny™ I pulled with Amita is that she's plays into the "overpowered OC" trope through her capability of becoming powerful enough in minutes to not only match the Z-Fighters, but to surpass them (including Goku and Vegeta)....but it's subverted because she'll literally die in the process. Sending her ki into overdrive will only torch her body (that wouldn't be able to bear the stress because not strong enough) from the inside out, and reduce it to ash.

Granted, she can properly become stronger ofc, but she has to put in the work! Which...she doesn't really care to lmao, she has little desire to increase her strength anyway. (From Vegito's encouragement, she does kinda entertain it.)

Being in love is like. The most beautiful places on earth don't cut it any more but I just saw a miracle of the old world kind when you smiled in the cereal aisle

big rip to the aeneid paper idea that lives in my head that i'll probably never be well-read enough in republican roman cultural/religious history to write

Can Not stop thinking about urianger being fucked up over visions of the world ending and the wol dying for a solid Bit after getting tossed to the crystarium. im going to eat a brick.

bitches will be like maybe i dont have ocd while doing something of extremely ocd behavior