Cann_ibal

Cannibalism is peak literature Find me on Ao3 at Cann_ibal

[wavezies]

big fan of strattland being a little too comfortable in each others' space and weirding everyone else out completely straight-faced

[miss-americanbi]

grace you gotta lock in

[naphelion]

went to ryland with scarification and a wheelchair island and EVERYONE there wants you to move in

[forgetful-dorito]

I like to think that Grace and Adrian have very similar problems

[edgebug]

"grace. grace! grace give attention. rocky perform human ritual of escape closet now. statement."

"come again?"

"i learn more from thinking machine. human gender preference. attraction to same gender, means word 'gay.' all eridian same gender." rocky stands straight up. "rocky come out to grace now. all rocky plural gay, statement."

"...wow, that's... rock, i'm not sure it makes much sense to apply human ideas of sexual orientation to a monogendered species."

a long and judgmental pause. then:

"grace HOMOPHOBIC, question????"

[ghostbird-7]

Tagged by interropunct, thank you for giving me the opportunity to do something not in French

Steal something from my room!

A mirror with a brass woman on the frame leaning over to look at herself

Metallic blue platform docs, scuffed

A tea cup covered in painted white ducks - pastoral, filled with six dollars

One and a half bottles of original cholula on my bedside table

My mug -the outer side in unglazed brown clay, the inner side and handle blue

An ottoman that doubles as storage - just enough for big costco shortbread tin

A leather pouch necklace filled with bits of leaves and shit, maybe magic

A pair of sheertex tights which wouldn’t rip in a hurricane

Ankle length leather duster for if you want to be Spike from BtVS on a nice walk

Voting ended onMay 1

Tagging:

@areyouachildofdivorce

@jesuisnilunnilautre

@mapled-penitentiary

If you feel like being stolen from in a friendly manner!

[v4mp1rism]

THANK YOU FOR THE TAG BEAUTIFUL !!

Steal something from my room :3

Gachiakuta vol 1

Fuzzy oversized white cardigan

Fishnet gloves

Collection of notes for my conlang

Faux pearl necklace my nana gave me (I'm guessing from the 80s)

Voting ended onMay 11

No pressure tags: @amoebaporn @shipperofthenineseas @fullyconsumedbywhatlovesme @ulises-aithon @fawnblooms @katerinaaqu @toxictoad @defenestratedcowloftelesphorus @i-am-a-lazy-mess @holy-mother-of-whumpers @lesbodysseus @laiapolypharmakos @beware0fd0g @when-the-pawnn + open tags ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊

[i-am-a-lazy-mess]

THANKSSS SM FOR THE TAG ^^!!!

go on and steal something!!

big ikea djungelskog

corkboard full of my art and pictures

sewing mannequin called patricia

easel with unfinished portrait of apollo

old books collection (a few poetry anthologies from like the 1940s-60s)

captain rex lego set

choso standee

vintage queen record

Voting ended onMay 17

tags: @spookedstarzz @poetsinnyc @vampirebornin2009 @coffeeadiction0 @t03soup @definitelyfrankiero @megumisrighttoe @st4rratz

[st4rratz]

@i-am-a-lazy-mess u can’t just own a vintage queen record and expect me not to steal it

steal something from my room

unfinished art final piece

taxidermy (includes bones)

queen records and cds

lava lamp

portable cd player

back to the future delorean dmc-12 hot wheels car

blåhaj

Voting ended onMay 17

@itstooblurry @itoshimpact @soup-of-madness - trying not to tag ppl that have already been tagged </3

i need more moots on tumblr what

[soup-of-madness]

Steal smth from my room

My late great auntie’s machete

An strip of ibuprofen

A handful of medals

one brass button

a shitty printout of MV33 saying lock tf in

an industrial dehumidifier

Voting ended onMay 19

Ugh yall have such cool shit… damn I need more whimsy…

Andddd @i-like-yapping @pickles-and-ducks @hall-of-fame-jane + all the rest of yall

[i-like-yapping]

Steal something from my room

my mum’s old cameras from the 90s/2000s

my friends drawings of her (our) OCs on my wall

my Comic Con Superfan pass

my dad’s old CDs (pink floyd and U2 + some other stuff)

my hot pink velvet chair

Voting ended onMay 13

@procrastination-legion @pokaadot @anxious-impala @ivanstoothpick

[cann-iball]

Hehehe Steal something from my room!!

My Lord of the Rings Middle Earth poster

My walls if all my favourtie drawings ive done on paper

My polaroid camera

my Expressp machine

My lego typewriter (disconnected set)

Voting ended onMay 13

@i-like-yapping + everyone else cuz i dont have anymore mutuals to tags lol

[alastair-1205]

Thinking about "You're have no immediate family. You dont even have a dog." And like duh thats devestating, but theres also the fact that the people telling him this are people hes been working with for 4 years at this point. Theres this quiet implication thats not just "you have no family no pets and no partners therefore you have no one to leave behind" its also "we, your coworkers who you might have called friends and who have been at your side while we all save the world for close to half a decade, are not close enough to you to even be mentioned in Stratts little speech. We will not stop this, we wont even protest or apologize. You have no friends at you side in your final moments." And i think thats even more heartbreaking honestly.

[audhdspacewizard]

Knowing that Eridians have much longer lifespans, and also he can't be at every school on the planet at once, Ryland Grace decides to record a bunch of entertaining science lessons with Rocky's help.

Hundreds of years later, Eridian kids still get excited when the substitute teacher rolls in the 3D shape projector, because they know they're in for an episode of Friend Grace the Science Ace.

[cann-iball]

Hii what’s your Ao3 name? I saw on the Batfam Community that you’re planning on writing a Rapunzel AU and I totally want to check it out (or at least save your account for when you post it)

Omg end me now i only just saw this—

My Ao3 user is Cann_ibal :>

I haven't posted anything relating to that au as of rn but I am still thinking about it! Pinkie swear. I just want to create a general outline and fiddle with some plot points to make it fit the narrative (aka the rest of the batfam roles + how/if they impact the main story. There will likely be sequel fics after I write the main one but I cant promise that :{ sigh... i have so many wips and on going fics rn)

[withmyluvr]

if you guys aren't gonna make damian look like talia then ATLEAST he should be a copy of Martha wayne with talias eyes. I just need bruce to be haunted anyway.

[papayafromtv]

conversations overhead through the batkid com lines pt. 27 (masterpost here)

Damian: you're taking the piss-

Jason, amused: no i'm genuinely- i'm being serious. there was a legitimate period of time at the league where i thought they were lying about you being Bruce's son. like i- have i really not told you about this before?!

Dick, laughing: wait why- why didn't you think that- what made you think they were lying?

Damian, baffled: what the fuck,

Jason: I THOUGHT IT WAS BULLSHIT! i mean- i mean come on, look at Talia! you have to admit B is punching with that. i thought she was just lying to have me on, i didn't buy for a second that she could have ever actually loved him. this was before i thought he'd replaced me with Tim, too. this was when i was still supposed to like him.

Damian, breaking into incredulous laughter: so you- you really-?

Jason: dude i- i can't believe you don't remember this-well i guess you were too young to remember, but Day i would argue about this all the time. like i would debate Talia about your heritage. i interrogated Ra's.

Dick: *gleeful clapping* you interrogated Ra's-!

Jason: i would- dude, you have no idea how much i used to get on his nerves. i was like. standing next to his bedside and waking him up in the middle of the night just 'how do you know Batman cream-pied your daughter?'

Dick, overjoyed: oh my god,

Damian, horrified: oh my GOD.

Jason: gave that man a fuckin' heart attack. almost had to put him in the pit three months ahead of schedule.

Dick: who did you- this is so important to me. Jason, who did you think Damian was then?

Damian: *humming in agreement* who did you think was my actual father?

Jason: oh i didn't think you were an Al Ghul. i didn't think you were Talia's.

Damian: WHAT.

Jason: i- *cackle* i swear to fucking god, i had a whole theory that you were just a kid they found and they were using you as a way to piss me off and hold one over Bruce's head.

Dick: HE LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE TALIA AND B?!

Jason, completely serious: cosmetic surgery.

Dick: COSMETIC- *painful wheezes*

Damian: jesus christ Akhi.

Dick, still weeping: cosmetic surgery- get some lip filler in this kid, he needs to be in Gotham stat-!

Damian, flatly: how you ever managed to succeed at taking over the Crime Alley underworld i'll never know.

Jason: -do you know how bored i was at the league? what else was i supposed to do but make up conspiracy theories. there's a secret compartment in my room back there with a whiteboard i used to map ideas out on, i'll show you it next time we visit.

Damian: dear god,

Jason: i had a whole case file on the possibility that Ra's was born with an extra chromosome and that's why he had to be put in the pit so often.

*two beats of silence*

Dick: Jason if you don't get that fucking whiteboard-

Damian: yeah hold on i want to see that-

Jason: -yeah i'm on it give me three days.

[cann-iball]

Yes.

[joekitsu]

It is 1 am and we are awake staring at the ceiling in the dark thinking about autistic Bruce Wayne and each of the Robins watching and learning how to coexist with an autistic parent/adult in their lives. He's still their dad, he's still the man who raised them, and he did the best he could. It's an extension of their care for him, their understanding of the ways of his mind, as incoherent as that can be.

Thinking about that moment in the comics where Bruce lets Dick eat just chips coz that's what he likes and I'm like what if he wasn't allowed access to his safe foods in an effort to not be picky and whenever Dick is around him in the cave (either as Robin or Nightwing) he just has a bag of chips or snacks they both like and they eat it together coz Dick knows Bruce probably hasn't eaten in a while and anything is better than nothing.

Thinking about little Jason holding Bruce’s hand throughout long galas they both attend, giving him one point of contact in the sea of overstimulation. After the pit, he doesn't do it as often (explaining the resurrection of a publicly dead child was complicated) but Bruce always finds a soft handkerchief tucked into his pockets where he doesn't remember putting it, J.T embroidered on the fabric that grounded him and didn't irritate his senses.

Thinking about Tim going along with Bruce’s insane labelling system without any questions, accepting it and even adopting it himself with zero complaints. The others had small protests when they started, but Tim got it, and that was more than enough.

Thinking about Steph who lets Bruce braid her hair whenever he seems overwhelmed or when she needs a break because it is calming to the both of them and one of the few ways they bonded during her turbulent time as Robin.

Thinking about Cass just existing around Bruce with no need for words to be exchanged between them, a natural buffer against things he can't handle at the moment, because she *gets* it in ways the others couldn't, not entirely. They hang around each other in the cave doing their own things and come out with a bond stronger than ever.

Thinking about Damian watching his father obsessively rewatch his cowl footage, making sure he didn't mistake what he saw, understanding that this was something Bruce needed to do to make sure his mind wasn't slipping to hallucinations. Damian softly taking his father's hand and redirecting that attention to polishing their weapons before all Bruce could think of was the blood and the death that dragged behind them every night.

Just the Batkids accommodating Bruce without making him feel like he's a burden <3

[papayafromtv]

absolutely adore the whole idea of Damian only feeling safe requesting help from Jason because of their time at the league together, but GOD it would also be so good if it was the other way round.

Jason fucking Todd, fucked up mind to the EXTREME. pit issues, childhood issues, Bruce issues; he has a lot of... well. issues.

he never feels safe. he can't feel safe. the pit sings in his veins and fills his very being with irritated anxiety. he struggles to sleep, develops eyes in the back of his head, and can't focus clearly in a room unless he has at least two exits mapped out and available to him.

the only person he can feel safe around? Damian. his baby brother.

Damian has been ferocious and overprotective from the beginning. back in the league, when Jason was just a mindless angry zombie following Talia's orders, Damian adopted Jason as his brother and refused to leave his side. ensured Jason ate food when he couldn't remember to take care of himself, watched his back when in dangerous environments, and was there to keep an eye out when Jason was too paranoid to sleep.

Damian is the baby brother, and he will always look to Jason for help and protection, but that instinctive sense of safety goes both ways, and i just think a look into their relationship centric to that from Jason's side would be so fucking cool.

like, Jason having a panic attack in the cave, and nobody can get close. he's barely breathing, lashing out at anybody who dares to touch him, and he clearly isn't present enough to hear anything Dick, Bruce, or Tim say. they've never seen him like this before. they're lost, they don't know what to do, and they only get more worried when in his panic Jason starts hurting himself.

the only person who can get close? Damian. Damian, who slips over to Jason's feet, starts humming a league lullaby, and places his small hand on Jason's chest, reminding him that he's there. Jason isn't present at all, but he instinctively remembers the feeling of that hand, the tone of that voice, and he remembers: safe.

anyways i want a Damian that is the only person that has consistently helped Jason through his worst times at the league+after, and i want it to fuckin show.

[cann-iball]

See this is why DC needs to explore damian and Jason having met in the League more and what their dynamic would be. Theres so much potential!!

[bringmethepeculiar]

Protective Father Bruce Wayne but it’s for completely mundane things.

Like wearing suncream.

Bruce is alabaster white on account of being a nocturnal recluse, so on the off chance Gotham has a day where it’s not entirely cloudy and instead only slightly overcast, he has to equip the SPF 50, UV umbrella and sunglasses and stand there like an omen of death. And when Dickie came into his life and Bruce got himself all freaked out by reading about how sensitive children’s skin is to sunlight, he insisted Dickie also partake in The Lathering.

This persisted until Damian and Duke came into the picture.

The BatFam at the Beach

Bruce: Everyone hold it. Cream first, then you can run off.

Dick, Jason, Babs, etc: *groan*

Damian: *picking up the SPF 100* Father, this is hardly weather I would consider it necessary to wear protection this heavy…

Duke: Yeah, Bruce. Besides, no offence, but Dami and I have a little more of a natural barrier than you. I think we can-

Bruce: No, you cannot. Dark skin is still susceptible to skin cancer from sun exposure. Suncream. Five minutes to soak. No excuses. No exceptions.

Dick: *covering Tim’s pasty white back as Tim covers Steph’s pasty white back* Easier to just do it, Duke, it’s either you or Bruce. And trust me, you do not want Bruce to be the one applying it. I swear, I still feel greasy from the first time he did that…

Duke: Fine…Damian, turn around, lemme get your back-

[xx-batarang-xx]

bruce had to take off jason’s costume in order to protect his identity… oooughhhh

[cann-iball]

Ok so, im deceased now.

[cann-iball]

So uh.. that tangled au 😏😏😏 tag me once you make it 🥺👉👈 ? literally my two favorite worlds LMFAO

Dw boo, I gotchuu 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[haveihitanerve]

Bruce shakes Kon's hand for the first time and nearly unloads all his kryptonite on Clark.

Because the boy's grip is so weak. He's not even squeezing, much less having a firm grip.

He feels like a sickly child, barely managing to lift his hand into Bruce's. But he's not, is the problem. He's Kon-El, a kryptonian and he should be stronger than this. He should have a good handshake.

He's worried that a child with such powers doesn't have control over them, of course.

But more than that he's worried that a child with such powers doesn't have control over them and doesn't feel confident enough in himself to exert enough strength to not hurt people but still be strong.

But he can't adopt this child and train him. No way no how. Firstly, it's his best friend's son, even if Clark wants nothing to do with him- and secondly it's his son's best friend, and he won't break their friendship by butting in the way he always does.

But over the weeks Kon just gets worse. And because Bruce took Tim aside and said "if he doesn't have a plan to stay or doesn't like where he's staying, tell him to stay here." Kon has been living at the Manor, eating breakfast early in the morning with Bruce and Damian when everyone else is still sleeping, chatting with Cass and Steph in the Den in the afternoons, helping Jason in the kitchen whenever they have huge family meals, and watching over Barbara's shoulders at the monitors sometimes. (He's very useful on patrol, where he can fly to the Cave and deliver what is needed into the arms of the Bat that needs it within seconds)

So Bruce takes notice.

And finally, after weeks and weeks, Tim and Kon come to him, Tim stressed and angry and Kon apologetic and miserable, and tell him Kon broke an old vase that belonged to Martha.

Tim is mad because he knows Bruce has noticed Kon's struggles and hasn't done anything to help

Kon is so very very sorry and keeps saying he'll pay him back in some way and he'll leave tonight-

Bruce stops them both. Apologizes. Says it doesn't matter. Explains why he didn't step in. Asks if Kon would like him to train him.

Kon says yes.

Clark is a little surprised when Batman shows up at the Watchtower with Red Robin and Robin at his sides.

"Is it bring your child to work day?" Hal jokes, high fiving Tim as he walks past.

Bruce makes direct eye contact with Clark as he reveals the third child hiding behind his cape, a proud Bat symbol emblazoned on his chest of red and blue. Batboy.

"Yes."