Last year, I wrote an Arkham Knight fanfic that takes place during the entirety of the game. Now looking back on it, there's some stuff I would change and improve upon to make it better like changing it from 3rd person to 2nd person. Would it be worth it to redo the fanfic and post it?
Once upon a time, I had a Wattpad account (technically I still do, but I don't use it anymore). And in that Wattpad account, I had a Persona 5 Royal fanfic (Protagonist x reader), somehow I managed to write all the way to Futaba's palace (such an achievement for me!), but I hated how I wrote it and decided to rewrite it. How would people feel if I post it on here? At some point it'll be on Ao3.
So, the fanfic was called Tricker's Desire and the whole fanfic took place during the entire game so there were a lot of scenes and dialogue from the actual game.
Update: Still rewriting the fanfic (I want to rewrite everything I already have and finish Futaba's arc before posting the first chapter). Another thing is, I don't know if I'll even post it on Tumblr because of my feelings towards posting fanfiction, so it will probably only be on Ao3. Last thing for the update on Trickster's Desire, I might change it to be only the vanilla P5 instead of Royal because it fits more with the background story I want to tell (also, I don't care too much about the story and characters included in Royal)
One more thing to mention is the idea of doing a Persona 3 AND Persona 4 fanfics following the same thing I'm doing with P5. The P3 fanfic will be a combination of reload and portable (originally it was FES and portable, but since reload is the newest one, I decided to go with that) and the P4 fanfic will be using the newest one whenever that comes out
Jason Todd with a Son that's a carbon copy of his younger self : thoughts.
been seeing alot of girl dad! jason fanfics and I'm not complaining, he's def a girl dad 100%, but what if he's having a son instead, and the son was a literal little jaybin incarnate, the jolly and curious but good kid that are just happy with whatever he's given to.
i see jason having an internal conflict everytime he sees his son, because he reminds him so much of himself before his death, but without the struggle of having to survive off stealing tires or fighting crime at such young age.
jason's son is a carbon copy of jaybin without the trauma. bright eyed, dark hair with those two stupidly adorable curls right above his brows, and an even brighter and wide grin. it's like his spouse's genes didn't even fight.
jason's would definitely give his son what he can't have when he's younger (subconsciously indulging his inner-child that he thought already erased off after his resurrection).
you can also see bruce and dick having an internal meltdown when they see jason's son the first time, they almost thought jaybin's ghost is back haunting their asses again (lol).
jason might called his son with the nicknames he's given to when he's younger, lovingly say "chum" "son" "jaybird" or "jaylad", it just feels right to him.
It didn't take much persuading to stop everything I've been writing (besides the main one I've been doing) to write a fanfic with older Jason Todd. It'll take place in the future of the Young Dad! Jason Todd x Young Mom! Reader series. I'll probably use this thought and turn it into a full fledged one shot.
This is just a scene I wrote for something I abandoned, but I still like it too much to get rid of. Hopefully you like it. This is brought to you by me posting this on my phone because Tumblr on my laptop didn't want me uploading it on there!
Platonic relationship between Batman and you.
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You duck as Firebug tries shooting flames at you. The heat from the fire licks the tips of the faux rabbit ears on your hood.
Batman fires his grappling gun at Firebug’s flamethrower then redirects the fire toward the night sky.
Seeing an opportunity to strike, you kick up a broken pipe off the rooftop ground into your hands then swings the steel pipe into Firebug’s exposed abdomen.
The flames stop spewing from the flamethrower’s nozzle then Batman uses his strength to tug the flamethrower out of Firebug’s hands.
“No!” Firebug tried to grab his flamethrower before it got too far out of his reach, but he was a few seconds too late. He growls in anger then shouts, “Can’t you see why I’m doing this!?” He gestures toward Gotham City, “If I destroy the buildings then no one can die in any more accidents!”
“That is such backward thinking, my man,” You use the broken pipe in your hands to choke Firebug with it, “You want to destroy the buildings people are in so nobody can die from building-related accidents? Makes total sense,” You press more pressure against his throat in an attempt to knock him out.
Firebug harshly elbows you in the stomach, which causes you to wheeze in pain, then throws you over his shoulder at Batman, “You don’t get it! He’ll burn it all to the ground!”
Batman catches you then carefully sets you down on the ground. He pulls out a batarang from his utility belt then throws it at Firebug. The batarang cuts the tube connecting his flamethrower to the tank filled with napalm, rendering the weapon useless in its current state.
You clutch your stomach and groan in pain. That elbow jab hurt more than normal because just last week you got a bruise on your stomach when Killer Moth kneed you there. It doesn’t matter if you’re in pain, you need to get up and help Batman. You quickly take in a few deep breaths like you’re trying to prepare yourself before standing up to join the fight.
Firebug throws a right hook aimed at Batman’s jaw, but Batman deflects the attack then grabs the sides of Firebug’s helmet with both hands to drag him down toward Batman’s knee. The hit to the helmet causes the red lenses to crack.
With Firebug temporarily stunned, Batman kicks Firebug in the stomach to knock him to the ground.
Batman reaches for the handcuffs on his utility belt, but Firebug recovers in time to sweep his leg under Batman then knocks him to the ground too.
You’re just about to swing the broken pipe down on Firebug, but maniacal laughter stops you in your tracks. Looking up, you catch sight of another of Gotham’s pyromaniacs flying past the fight, “Damnit, Firefly…” You grumble under your breath. You drop the steel pipe on the ground then run toward the edge of the rooftop while yelling over your shoulder at Batman, “I’m going after Firefly, Batman!” You take a leap off the rooftop and use the grappling hook hidden up your sleeve to swing yourself from rooftop to rooftop.
“(Vigilante!Name)! Don’t go!” Batman yells after you, but it was too late; you were too far ahead after Firefly.
To stop Firefly, you just need to wait out for Firefly’s jet pack to burn out then take him down; the downside of this plan is trying to keep up with his high-speed flying.
You’re creative, no doubt about it, but you also sometimes tend to take huge life-threatening risks to take down a villain like Garfield Lynns.
Like right now, you use a protruding gargoyle statue on the side of a building to propel yourself forward, and once you were close enough, you use your grappling hook to grab onto the back of Firefly’s jet pact then land on top of him while using both grappling hooks as a sort of lead to help steer Lynns away from buildings.
“Yeehaw!” You shout like you were a cowboy, “Didn’t think I had some time for a rodeo, huh, Lynns?” You ask in a cowboy accent.
Firefly growls in anger and tries to fling you off his back, “Don’t you mock me!”
You nonchalantly shrug your shoulders and reply saying, “I mock, I’m a mocker.” You pull back on the grappling hooks to cause Firefly to fly over a suspended walkway connecting two buildings together, “I can fly with you all night, Lynns, but uh…” You look over your shoulder at the slowly dying flames on Firefly’s jet pack, “I think you’re starting to get burned out,” You snicker after hearing Firefly groan.
The slower Firefly gets, the more desperate he gets to throw you off. He flips his body around to finally get you off, but the grappling hooks connected to him keeps you dangling beneath him.
From being thrown off like you did, the harsh pull on your arms causes you to wince in pain; you just know you're going to be taking lots of pain killers to deal with that pain in the morning.
You notice you’re getting closer and closer to the ground, “Firefly!” You move your gaze up toward Firefly, “This is the end of the line!”
You release one of the grappling hooks holding onto the flying pyromaniac then shoot the hook toward a streetlamp to help bring Firefly down.
With the extra weight holding Firefly back, he couldn’t fly any farther, and with the fire in his jetpack slowly dying out, he started descending to the ground.
“Damnit!” Firefly struggles to get free from your grip, but nothing can cut through your line, Batman made sure of that.
With one final tug, Firefly hits the ground hard, and you rush over to pull out the wiring in Firefly’s jetpack. Before Firefly can say anything else, you knee him on the side of the head to knock him out.
You handcuff Firefly’s hands behind his back before releasing a breath you didn’t know you were holding.
You hear the Batmobile coming closer and can already guess that Batman took down Firebug. Of course, Batman can handle himself against a villain like Firebug, he’s freaking Batman for crying out loud.
The Batmobile stops just shy away from where you are standing then Batman gets out with a mean look -well, meaner than normal.
“I see that look in your eyes, Bats.” You point out before taking a few steps back as Batman stalks closer to you, “Before you say any-”
Batman cuts you off as he takes off Firefly’s jetpack, “You ran off and disobeyed my orders without a second thought for your own safety,” He walks back toward the trunk of the Batmobile then places the jetpack inside, “You’re completely reckless and irresponsible,” He comes over to Firefly and picks him up, “I have never meant someone like you out in the field,” He carefully places Firefly in the back seat next to an unconscious Firebug.
“Uh…” You shrink back into yourself, “Is it really safe to put two pyromaniacs next to each other…?” You murmur your question.
Batman slams the backseat door close and shoots you a harsh glare, which causes you to flinch. For a few tense moments, they stand like that before he lets out a soft sigh. He crosses his arms as he adds to his opinion of you, “But you are also creative, that is something I can’t deny, and there is something about you that makes people want to open up to you,” Then he slides into the driver’s seat of the Batmobile without another word.
You were stunned to hear Batman complement you. Sure, you heard Bruce compliment you, but never Batman. You quickly shake off the shock then enter the passenger side door.
I'm trying to upload a WIP I wrote on my laptop, but it's not letting me post or even save it! Why can't I just post my platonic Batman x reader fanfic!?!?
"hello little spawn, I have 2 things I need to tell you and I'm going to hold your grubby hands while I say it, first being that I'm their first born baby and secondly your adopted. got it? remember your place."
