♥︎Alathea♥︎

She/her.

[fizzylemonades]

damian angst is so difficult to take seriously when you think about how most of it is built on talia's character assassination or her absence... like yeah it's sad that his mother tried to kill him but the talia al ghul i know wouldn't do that ☹️

Just something so sinister about taking away her life & hardships living in a cult essentially with Ra's and then giving it to damian for his character development and then to top it off making her the villain too.

If she's not being shown as abusive she's completely absent from his life. When he's with the bats there's no mention of her, not a single trace.

[haunteddonutalpaca]

Rarepair so rare, you're just about the only person who's made a monogamous fanfiction about them.

[daminette-56]

Yk what the best Ra's and Tim dynamic is? It's Tim being absolutely delusional like you stans.

Tim INSISTS Ra's is obsessed with him while everyone else is like "what....?." Tim will be telling everyone that Ra's calls him "Detective" to prove his case while every other Batkid is raising their eyebrows because Ra's called them that last week.

Tim is telling the Batfamily that he lost his spleen, and he mentions Ra's. Ra's will pop up out of nowhere and say "I wasn't even there."

Tim would be talking to Talia and tells her he thinks Ra's is keeping his spleen in a jar on his desk. All Talia could do is stare and wonder if Timothy was born with an extra chromosome.

Ra's is in his office trying to figure out how to make this little white boy leave him alone.

[writing-prompt-s]

"A god wronged you so greatly that you began to target those he blessed in revenge. And strangely enough, all those he blessed happened to be kings. Years later, you became known as the 'Kingslayer'. Now, that god's blessing is no different from a curse."

[balis77]

"Wait, so you killed all those kings?"

"What? No."

"But it says here you're the 'King-slayer'?"

"...It's uh, pronounced the other way."

"But... why?"

"BECAUSE WHEN THAT GOD SLEPT WITH MY WIFE, I VOWED I WOULD RETURN THE FAVOR A THOUSAND TIMES OVER! AND I WON'T BE STOPPED!"

[super-blue-x]

I feel like I turn into the biggest Jon hater whenever I talk about Damian, and I kind of do.

So much of Damian's character growth is tanked during Rebirth, especially to prop Jon up as this perfect sunshine boy who is obnoxiously nice and polite to contrast how Damian is pointlessly mean and angry to everyone. Never mind that these books take place after Robin: Son of Batman.

It shows in how parts of the fandom continue to treat Damian. Honestly, the way he's written in the Super Sons books and fandom remind me of how Tim stans who hate Damian write him.

[katarinazurar]

me while writing: ah yes, this character should do this, it feels so natural with what they're saying

me while editing: why the FUCK does he lean on the doorway SEVENTEEN TIMES IN THIS CHAPTER

[write-on-world]

[prompts-in-a-barrel]

"I can't tell if he wants to hug you or kill you."

"Ugh. I think I'd prefer it if he tried to kill me."

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

feeling called out today

credit: _ADWills

[katarinazurar]

“you’re a writer, right?”

me, staring at the one sentence i’ve managed to add in the last hour and the 12 open tabs on the specifics of shoes in 1845 Ireland: In theory.

[madame-helen]

[write-on-world]

[out-of-jams]

REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS

Too many beds

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss

Really nice guy who hates only you

Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class

Divorce of convenience

Too much communication

True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)

Dating your enemy’s sibling

Lovers to enemies

Hate at first sight

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Fake amnesia

Soulmates who are fated to kill each other

Strangers to enemies

Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating

Too hot to cuddle

Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground

Nursing home au

[movemequotes]

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

[lynati]

…

[bogleech]

I hate that I hesitated to reblog this just because I expect people to think it’s pretentious or melodramatic when it’s seriously real as fuck and I’ve witnessed it

[stellabat]

Fuck man

[drogonea]

My mom likes to refrence a story she read

About a guy who escaped North Korea

He said living there was like living in a pot

And he grew up there, so he grew into the shape of the pot

But once he was out

And the pot was gone

He was still in the shape of the pot

And he had to work really hard to grow outside that shape

I think its the same with alot of things

Art, gender presentation, decoration prefrences, food, hobbies

You forget what made you happy in favor of what kept you alive.

[writing-prompt-s]

"who's this?" "it's the fucking king of England, that's who it is. Now open up, I'm drenched and I'm cold" answered a voice from the outside. "really funny sir. And original, I haven't heard this one since… Oh I'm sorry your highness"

[zayray030]

How Could You Not Notice?

Summary: Bruce loved his son, okay? It's just that his sons obliviousness to people liking him was quite... Frustrating. Featuring one oblivious Damian and a suffering Bruce Wayne.

When Damian had officially reached his growth-spurt and grown to adulthood like how Bruce wanted all of his children to he had looked like the perfect mid of his and Talia. He had his tall figure but Talia’s curve. He looked perfect and Bruce wouldn't want any other way. But sometimes, it could be annoying.

Bruce loved his son, okay? But sometimes he could be a bit of a headache. However, this time he wasn't purposely trying to annoy Bruce. It was his sheer obliviousness to his fan group and their many attempts to bed him that gave him a migraine. He knew that he should try and talk to Damian about it but it would be awkward. Plus, Bruce doubted that Damian would believe him to begin with. He hadn't believed his sibling's various attempts to show him how many people were after him. Bruce wondered if it was selfish and wrong to hope for his son's innocence to stay a little longer. He didn't want his baby to grow any older

The first time Bruce ever saw a pass at his son he had almost exploded and it was only for Clark and Diana holding him back had he not attacked the green changeling on Damian team that goes by Beast Boy, a.k.a Garfield Logan.

It could have been classified as innocent, accidental looks of that…things…eyes didn't cross his son's ass every two minutes and if he hadn't made it obvious and dragged people along with his perverse activity. Thankfully most of them were smart enough not to do it and the rest were just lucky that Bruce had promised not to hurt his son's teammates.

The true testament was when Logan had reached to grab his boy's ass and he had almost leapt across and karate chopped his handoff. However, Damian had felt the hand on his ass and quickly judo flipped him. Everyone turned to Bruce, wondering whether he was going to tell his son off for interrupting a briefing but he just smirked and continued as nothing happened. Nobody dared to try and say anything. Later on, Bruce heard Damian lecture Logan on never doing annoying pranks in the middle of a briefing, not even questioning why. Bruce just breathed through his nose and wondered if he was this oblivious to things.

Another time that someone had made a pass and Damian had been oblivious was when Damian had been training at the watchtower and for some magic reason, everyone had agreed to watch him fight. Diana and Clark had stood with him as he had glared moodily at everyone for daring to even think about his son like that. He had almost thrown a Batarang at the clone for suggesting that Damian partner up with him. He saw Tim glaring at the clone however and he couldn't help but smirk. Bruce and Tim's eyes caught each other and they nodded.

His eyes almost bugged out when he heard Cassie Sandmark suggest that Damian spar with her and he saw Diana tense beside him. Before either of them could object Damian had readily agreed and they both quickly took their position. Within minutes, however, Damian was on his back and Cassie was straddling him. Damian’s face was slightly flushed and Cassie had a triumphed look on her face. From his peripheral vision, he could see many other female heroes glaring at the blonde amazon but he doubted that they were glaring for the same reason as him.

“Okay! Made your point Cassie.” yelped Tim as he quickly walked over and pulled Damian away from the amazon, shooting her a powerful glare. However, in his haste to get Damian away from her he had ended up tripping his brother and he would have crashed if not for the new Kid Flash, Damian’s teammate. That boy had the nerve to smirk as his hands landed on Damian’s hip and arm to help steady him. Damian flushed again and glared at Tim and Bruce winced.

“Next time, Timothy, if you want to get heated by your ex, you could just ask instead of pushing me.” the boy snapped and many snickers were going around.

“I-i-” Tim tried, gesturing to the amazon who would have looked like the perfect example of innocence if not for the smirk on her face.

“You have got to admit Bruce, that maybe you're being a tad bit overprotective.” Diana had later said to him once he had stopped ranting at her. He had just shot her disgruntled glare and marched out. He was not being overprotective.

Another time which Bruce had just banged his head on the table and groaned at was when Damian had gone undercover as a stripper to check out a lead on a drug bust. He hadn't paid much attention to what his son had been wearing, focusing on the monitor and trusting Stephanie to work some magic. Why had he been dumb and naive enough to believe that would have been a good idea?

When Damian had come back a few heroes had gathered and they had gone slack-jawed at seeing Damian in leather booty shorts and a leather halter top. Damian had ignored them and focused on giving Bruce the report. When he had finished Bruce immediately stood up.

“Where's Spoiler?” hissed out Bruce. Damian looked at him in shock but just shook his head.

“She said something about leaving before you went full Daddy bat's or something as equally as ridiculous as that.” Bruce saw a few people shift at hearing Damian say daddy and he seethed silently. He took off his Cape surprising Damian and he surprised him further by wrapping Damian in the cave and Bruce was grateful for the couple of inches he had on Damian.

“Get changed and tell Spoiler if she does this again she's in charge of damage control next time.” Bruce practically growled. Damian just gave him a confused look before walking out and Bruce could see the disappointment in some people at seeing Damian covered. They just better count their lucky stars that Bruce was generous enough not to go “full daddy bats”.

He loved his son. He truly did. But he would give him far too many grey hairs. But he had to admit it was quite amusing seeing everyone fight for his son and seeing Damian’s brothers trying to protect the baby.

They had just better hope that  Talia or Ra’s don't find out about this.

[sprnklersplashes]

I am going to say something that might piss people on this site off, and that is that the stabbing at a Taylor Swift themed event in Southport does not exist in a vacuum.

It exists in a world where a joke about bringing a nail gun to the Eras tour to shoot fans gets 400k likes on TikTok, or where a reel about crashing a plane full of Swifties gets 200k likes on Instagram. It exists in a world where, on this very website, the one that promotes itself as rational and reasonable, someone says that "Taylor Swift and her fans should all die violent horrible deaths" and people applauded it. It exists in a world where, during TTPD release week men were in Swifties' comment sections declaring they would beat their daughters and girlfriends if they ever so much as listened to one of her albums. And it exists in a world where this week, fans of a TV show (which I will not name because that is not the point) sent death threats to a girl on Twitter for daring to be a fan of both their beloved show and Taylor Swift.

I don't give a fuck what your opinion of Taylor Swift is. I don't care if you think her music is grating, I don't care if you think she is the worst thing to happen to humanity since Eve ate the god damn apple. This is the dark side of stan culture that no-one talks about; where dislike of an artist becomes so obsessive that it becomes normal, even funny, to joke about killing their fans, because "it's just online, it's just a joke". It isn't. It is rarely ever "just online".

And yes I am going to be That Person and say that you can complain about Swift's brand of feminism and debate her position as a feminist icon all day long, at the end of the day, her name is still synonymous with girls. It doesn't take a genius to work out who this event was geared at.

I am not going to sit and claim that by simply not liking Taylor Swift you directly caused this. I would encourage you to step back, look at the bigger picture of stan culture, including obsessive dislike of an artist, and ask yourself how much this culture has enabled this. If making jokes on tiktok about killing someone over a pop star is normalised, how much of a leap is it to attacking kids with a knife at a fan event?

and of course there is the fact that the british media didn't even wait until those kids were buried before using this event to spread their racist, anti-immigrant agenda despite the race of the attacker not being known. all I can say to that is I am sickened and disappointed but not shocked.