Rory

am Rory :D they/he/she

[batfawks]

i love the idea of luffy cooking. i know he would never actually try to but i could imagine it so well. (pre-timeskip)

luffy: what are you cooking sanji? i wanna give it a try!

sanji: it's braised lamb with mushroom risotto and broccolini. you can't taste it yet though, it's not ready.

luffy: no! i wanna try cooking!

literally all of the straw hats: 0.0

nami: uhhhh luffy i think you should leave the cooking to sanji. i don't trust you around a hot stove.

usopp: yeah i don't trust that you WON'T poison us. i kinda like being alive thank you very much.

brook: while i do agree with usopp, i would like to add that i quite enjoy not being alive. YO-HO-HO-HO-HO!!

luffy: c'mon guys it can't be that hard!! you just gotta use the fire and stir stuff! i bet i can make EXTRA-YUMMY food!

franky: yeah guys, give luffy a chance, he might surprise us!

sanji: not in my kitchen, he won't.

*the next day*

sanji, walking into the kitchen: good mor- WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED.

the kitchen is quite literally a tornado of dirty pans and utensils, somewhat-burnt curtains, and somehow, the fridge door is hanging on by a single hinge.

robin, reading at the table with a cup of tea: luffy is trying to cook.

sanji: AND YOU DIDN'T STOP HIM?

robin: have you ever tried to stop the captain when he's set his mind to something?

sanji: ...good point...

luffy, running over with what appears to be a gigantic mound of charcoal: SANJI!! wanna try my food? it's meat!!

sanji: ...what meat?

luffy: uhhhh. meat? it was in the fridge.

sanji: do you mean. the massive flank steak that was in the pot?

luffy: yeah!

sanji: the one that i've been marinating in red wine for the past two days?

luffy: probably!

sanji: ...robin help me throw him into the ocean.

robin: i'd rather stay out of it if that's ok.

sanji: fine. DIABLE JAMBE!!!

luffy never tried to cook again.

[batfawks]

finally got far enough into one piece that i can start writing little one piece drabbles!! YAY!!

any specific requests?

[najahmeq5]

Help me save my child from his serious illness, which could lead to the worst things if we do not treat the situation 🚨

I am Najwa Muqdad from Gaza, a mother of four young children. I have twins Ahmed and Mayar, and Al-Waleed and Mira.

Ahmed suffered from convulsions in his head and increased electricity after his birth. He was medication and had blood tests done every two months to ensure that his health was stable. He suffered from these convulsions in 2021. Due to the instability of the medication and the lack of its availability, we are facing difficulties in purchasing medications due to their high prices. Now life has become very difficult and the prices of medications have increased due to their scarcity. Things have become more difficult due to the lack of money and his expensive treatment, which led to its unavailability due to money. I hope that all donors and supporters will not forget Ahmed in the costs of his treatment and buying the appropriate medication and food for him. We also do not forget his brothers from the malnutrition that they suffered during this difficult period. I hope that everyone will pay attention to the matter and I was cut off from you for a period due to the health situation. I hope that this situation will be taken very seriously. The lives of my children are in grave danger and I hope that you will not suffer from what he suffered. May you always be safe and healthy for your children and loved ones. I hope that you will help in his treatment and stabilize his condition, which has worsened over time. Save Ahmed from this disease that has afflicted him, please.

Now we live in dilapidated tents, and my child is unable to

To endure

We are no longer able to provide the necessities of life. My family's future is completely destroyed. I can no longer live in Gaza. I want to leave it and treat my child outside the Gaza Strip, so I need $5,000 per person.

I hope everyone who watches my story will help me.

To get out of Gaza and find treatment and a better life for my children and family.

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To save my life from death

Donate, even if 25$

I hope you can donate even $25, it would be great.

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[batfawks]

me: can i roll perception on the bartender?

dm: ...sure?

me: *rolls* *5 w/ +4 insight* 9

dm: the bartender is normal, she's dwarven with long red hair, and all that she does is kinda eye *dragonborn*.

me: ok so my coffee ISN'T spiked then. cool ok.

dm: THAT'S WHAT YOU WERE ROLLING FOR????

[adambinali]

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[minecraftorangesheepjpg]

"However, there is no award for accidentally befriending the most groomers. If there was though, it would probably go to me"

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

again and again

[batfawks]

i'm taking questions and writing requests now!! i've been writing a lot about batfam/suberbat recently, but i'll also write prompts for the following:

• My Hero Academia

• Haikyuu!

• The Apothecary Diaries

• How to Train Your Dragon

• Spider-Man + The Avengers

• Bungou Stray Dogs

• Jujutsu Kaisen

• Blue Lock

• The Muppets (i will be trying to do more Muppets Theatre Presents posts, but we shall see)

• pretty much any anime that i've seen. the list is long, so if it isn't listed here, don't fret!! i might be able to do it anyways!

[batfawks]

i can't imagine inviting outsiders over to Wayne Manor and it going well. like having Clark over for game night would be so chaotic.

Dick: nonono, you can't do that Damian! seriously that's against the rules!

Damian, shoving monopoly money into his pockets: i have no idea what you're talking about, Richard.

Jason, laughing his ass off: dude, seriously, you won't win against tiny-but-deadly here.

Dick: but he's cheating!!

Steph: it's called a tactical advantage, Dick. you might wanna try it too, you're getting your ass whooped.

Clark, to Bruce: are you not gonna stop him?

Bruce: last time i tried, he threatened to "revoke my Batman privileges." i couldn't find my suit for a week.

Alfred: i have never seen Master Bruce so well-rested. it was truly horrific.

[batfawks]

SuperBat #3: Paperwork

This takes place after the League all reveal their identities to eachother. Bruce funds a large chunk of the League, and Clark does a lot of the reporting and interviews.

Bruce tends to stay on-base for a while after the League meetings adjourn. It's so much easier to get paperwork done off-world, especially with how busy the Manor and Batcave can get. The interruptions are minimal, there aren't kids running around trying to spar with eachother, and Bruce doesn't have to worry about getting called into the field. Plus, the cafeteria has a fantastic view of the Earth below. What's not to like?

So there Bruce is, finishing up a watchtower expense report, drinking his coffee, when Clark walks in with full Superman gear and a notepad. He sits down at another table, not yet noticing the de-cowled Bat two tables over from him. He starts to read over his notepad with League accounts of the recent Legion of Doom incident when he hears the chair across from him move. Clark looks up, making direct eye contact with Bruce.

"New article?" The detective looks at the notepad.

"Yeah," Clark sighs. "I wish some of the League had thought to get media training. I don't know what to do with this quote." Clark points at a line Hal had given him about how the Joker wasn't "as funny as he usually is."

Bruce chuckles. "That's quite the statement. I'll look into setting up a workshop for us. God knows some of them need it."

Clark looks at Bruce, dumbfounded. He had never seen the Caped Crusader laugh so openly while in costume, even with cowl off. He shakes off the surprise, and looks at what Bruce is working on.

"Expense reports?"

"Mhm." Bruce nods. "Some damage occurred to a couple zeta tubes during the Legion of Doom fight. Repairs were pricey, but manageable."

"I didn't know you did the paperwork for that," Clark remarked, brows furrowed slightly.

Bruce smiled slightly. "What, did you assume I had someone manage it for me?"

"Well, I mean. Yeah." Clark scratched his neck, his face heating up slightly. "I mean, you can afford to, plus you always have a lot on your plate."

"It's hard to find people with accounting experience that we can trust with our secrets. I thought we'd be better off if I did them myself."

Clark nods. That makes sense, he thinks. Bruce isn't really a trusting guy.

The duo fall into a comfortable silence, working across from each other, enjoying the company. The next meeting, Clark asks Bruce to stay after again, and they do, enjoying the familiar silence and each other's company. After that, every League meeting also becomes a work session for the two.

[batfawks]

my friend and i have a very clear dynamic that's akin to that of dick and tim. and because of that, i'm gonna propose the following, which is based off a conversation my friend and i have had multiple times:

dick: it's 3am why are you still active on discord

tim: can't sleep. need to work. mind too active.

dick: dude. sleep is IMPORTANT.

tim: mhm yep but need to go back to work

dick: what are you even doing?

tim: building a nether highway in the batfam minecraft world. makes everything more efficient.

dick: ...when's the last time you slept?

tim: like, three days ago?

dick: ...ok well that's not as bad as usual i guess. continue.

[batfawks]

coming back to this to add more to the batfam minecraft world bc it's funny.

damien: did you SERIOUSLY just trigger a pillager raid? i put fences around the outpost so nobody would do that.

jason: there was a cow there and i needed more leather for armor.

damien: who uses leather for armor? seriously. there you could use literally any other armor type and it would be better than leather.

jason: i wanted a red chest plate...

damien: ...why?

jason: because if it's red it's the color of blood and it'll intimidate the zombies.

damien: jason, i don't think you understand how a video game works.

[batfawks]

this is so funny looking back so i'm adding on

steph: ooh ok and we can add some zombie heads here as like... zombie repellant

dick: i don't think that's how that works

steph: if it works for ants, it works for zombies, right?

dick: i see now why damien spent four hours explaining video games to jason.

[beevhs]

Downtown Rat

Heading to the subway, got to get there stat

Scare a toddler as I scurry past

That's right, it's Downtown Rat

Steal some pizza, then take a nap

I'm much too small to need to mind the gap

Just another Downtown Rat

Weirdly greasy and kinda fat

(To the tune of the Uptown Girl chorus, courtesy of my brain)

[batfawks]

SuperBat #2: No Sleep

The timeline for this story is after SuperBat #1. It falls between Bruce, Diana, and Clark finding out each other's identities and the League finding out everyone's identities.

Over the past year, a habit had formed between Batman and Superman. Batman would stay awake and vigilant for as long as possibly, running on caffeine patches and fumes, until he dropped dead asleep from exhaustion. This wasn't new, nor was it unexpected. Batman had been doing so for as long as he had worn the cowl. Now, however, Bruce doesn't always need to rely on his children to pick up the slack for him.

A year ago, Bruce had gone eight days without sleeping more than six hours total, so when he fell asleep, Dick carried (more like softly dragged) him to his room, got him situated, and took off on patrol. However, there was an issue. Poison Ivy had escaped Arkham. Nightwing couldn't take her on himself, so he called in backup. Red Robin, Red Hood, Spoiler, Batwoman, and Robin were all fighting extremely hard until one by one, Poison Ivy planted her kiss on them. Sure, it had taken her a couple hours, but that's not what matters. She finally had the Bat Army wrapped in her tendrils.

Out of the blue, Batman showed up, somehow landing more... gracefully than normal. Almost as if his leap through the ceiling was effortless, even gravity-defying. She dared not to dwell on it. Her vines stretched towards the shadowed figure, but as soon as they reached him, he tore them away. He fought off each and every tendril until the only thing left was her. Ivy made the best decision possible, and ran the other direction. Of course, it was jarring for her to run directly into his almost inhumanly-sturdy chest. Next thing she knew, she was back in her cell, reeling from the encounter.

Clark hitched a ride with Nightwing to lower suspicion. Of course, by hitched, Clark drove while Nightwing was in the passenger car, still entranced by Ivy's kiss. When he returned to the Batcave, Clark took off the suit and wrote a note to let Batman know that everything was ok, and the recordings of the night were uploaded by Alfred. On his way out, Clark stopped by the door to check Bruce's heart rate. Steady as ever. Clark smiled to himself, than raced off for Metropolis.

Since then, Clark has only moonlit as Batman two other times. Once when Bruce had been incapacitated by Scarecrow, (Bruce never said anything, but Clark could tell that being knocked out cold by Scarecrow of all people was embarrassing for him) and again when Joker had gone on a 10-day-long crime spree featuring acid balloon animals.

Now, you never would hear Bruce call relying on Clark a habit, but he sure doesn't seem to protest as much when he does step in. In fact, Alfred has picked up on Bruce's recent lack of sleepless stints, and he seems to remember Bruce picking up phone calls from time to time only to hang up a minute later and go directly to bed.

[batfawks]

i want to write my own original stuff but noooooo the writing gods have decided that i must write my brainrot little ships

me: pleaseeee just one little short story? or even a teeny little outline?

The Muses, Goddesses of the Arts and Proclaimer of Heroes: mmmmm no ❤️ more superbat tho?

[batfawks]

SuperBat #1: Small Acts

This takes place after Bruce, Diana, and Clark find out each other's identities, and before the Justice League find out each other's.

Clark shows up to Justice League meetings in his supersuit, holding a drink carrier with two coffees; one hot chocolate, and an americano with a shot of vanilla. Bruce looks at him quizzically, but doesn't say anything, even when Clark hands him the coffee with his iconic S symbol emblazoned on the side. Internally, Bruce snickers at the thought of the God-like Kryptonian walking into a café, standing in line, and ordering as if he were any other person.

"Hope I got it right, Bruce. I think this is your order" Clark smiles, speaking quietly. Bruce takes a sip. He sits back ever so slightly, stunned. Clark's smile widens. "Is it right?"

"Did Dick give you my order?"

"No, Steph did." Bruce thinks back to earlier that day, walking past Steph's room and hearing her faint giggle. Ah.

Bruce adjusts his posture back to his normal rigid position. Diana, who always sits across from the duo, grins a cheshire smile. Bruce and Clark don't notice.

Bruce becomes used to Clark bringing coffee to their bi-monthly meetings. In fact, he comes to expect it. After a few months, Hal points out that Superman only brings coffee for Batman.

"Why don't I get one?" Hal teases. Clark blushes a bright pink, his smile falters slightly. Bruce notices, but doesn't think much of it.

"Well, Batman is pretty much nocturnal, right? I kinda assumed he would be tired during these meetings, so I guess I thought he might need a pick-me-up."

Well-reasoned, Bruce thinks. Of course, he isn't tired. He always has someone else, normally Nightwing, cover the night before so he is alert and attentive during these meetings.

A week later, Clark starts noticing encrypted e-mails popping up in his inbox. Its contents are all articles about a company that appears to be a shell organization for a company operating out of Metropolis. He starts writing right away. Two or three days later, his investigation is complete, and his article is written. He suspects once he publishes his findings, a certain crime organization will be taken into custody. Within a few days, Clark's suspicion becomes true.

At the next meeting, as Clark is handing Bruce his coffee, Bruce says "I noticed Ascorp has been taken down. Good work." Clark looks at him, mouth agape.

"You sent the email?" Bruce nods.

"It seemed right up your alley. Plus, I don't have jurisdiction in Metropolis. That's your territory."

Clark smiles at him. He hears a quickening heartbeat, and looks around. Huh. Not to say he hasn't noticed it before, but this time, it seemed... different. More noticeable.

Diana smiles her cheshire grin again. Hal looks over at her, than over to Batman and Superman.

"Oooooooooh" He jokes. Nobody else on the team gets it, except Wonder Woman, who sends a knowing wink over to him.

[i-am-aprl]

Palestinian activists get their message across on Londons iconic Tower Bridge landmark- one of the cities most historic buildings. We need a ceasefire now.

[ranboolivesaysstuff]

I love my baby boy sweet darling angel child sweetie lovely light of my life little guy angel can-do-no-wrong beautiful offspring

[batfawks]

me @ jason todd