The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.
Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.
So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.
Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.
As the OP of this post, I’m going to threaten that if this gets to one million notes by the 10 year anniversary on 1 June 2026, one year from today, I will get a lower back tattoo of the loch ness bear monster.
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When he awoke from being forcibly aged up at the tender age of four, he did not awake in control of his body. Instead, there was someone else.
Damian prepared to fight, to force the interloper out of his head, only to feel the absolute grief of that person overwhelm him. Memories flashed before Damian; the person, Danny, had been a hero in his old life. He'd had a loving family, full of a kind of freedom that was nearly impossible to find in the League.
He'd been able to go to school, to have friends, he'd used his powers to stumble into being a hero, and at the end, it was his secrecy that had gotten him killed.
Shot down by his own parents.
He'd died apologizing to them while they screamed.
Danny was grieving the loss of his life, the loss his parents had been forced to endure, and the loss of whoever had owned the body he'd just woken up in.
Damian, struck dumb with the knowledge and oddly touched that Danny was mourning him, someone he didn't know, opted to...wait. Just wait and see.
Danny, after the crying fit that Mother excused as mental stress, cleaned himself up and took stock of the situation.
Once a hero always a hero, Damian supposed. His awareness needed work, however, as Danny clearly had no idea Damian was still present.
Danny poked around his room, flipped through a few books, got oddly excited to realize he could speak Arabic (a memory flashed in front of Damian, again; Danny lamenting that he couldn't read Al-Battani's works), and finally, finally, looked into a mirror.
What assaulted Damian at that point was a wall of memories of Danny's favorite comics.
His favorite character had been...Damian Wayne.
Damian learned many things from these memories; his mother was doomed to fall into insanity for awhile, he was doomed to die, his father was Batman, Batman was Bruce Wayne, and the one thing that Danny could never forgive Batman for, never forgive Bruce Wayne for, was blaming Damian for the death of someone named Alfred.
In fact, that was what had prompted Danny to almost stop reading the comics altogether; he hated how they'd treated Damian.
And. Well. This Danny, he clearly had superior taste if Damian was his favorite.
Damian would allow this to continue until such time as...as when Damian said so.
Damian settled into the backseat to see what Danny would do, afforded the opportunity to, as Danny thought to himself, 'make sure Damian had somewhere good for him'. Danny intended to create that place even if he had to carve it out of stone with his own hands.
Damian intended to watch.
Damian watched Danny rise above and excel in his training, Damian watched Danny cautiously get closer to Mother, Damian watched Danny learn the delights of Middle Eastern Cuisine, and Damian actually...liked watching.
He didn't mind Danny getting close to mother, and it wasn't like he was shirking his responsibilities; he learned what Danny learned, and his body got stronger with how Danny trained. In fact, he thought of Danny as his twin.
With the time afforded to him, idling in the mindscape that was his and Danny's shared mind, Damian wandered the mental rendition of Amity Park. He peeked through Danny's memories to learn how it really felt to be a normal kid growing up. He learned how inefficient the public school system was and mentally prepared himself for it accordingly.
In fact, this method of living was highly optimal for Damian; he didn't need to sleep. So during the day he would learn from Danny's studies, and during the night he would learn from Danny's memories. He was learning both his academic subjects and also how to interact with non-assassins.
Things progressed. The comics that Danny had read, with all their horrid events, happened, and Danny endured it all. Danny managed to get off on a better start with Timothy Drake than Damian's comic counterpart had, and in fact got off to a better start with many of the people Damian was destined to meet.
Danny died, as was written in the comics for Damian, and for a brief, brief moment Damian and Danny got to meet; both of their souls had gone to the same place.
It was supposed to be hell, but Damian considered it more...more like the Fields of Elysium. A place where he got to meet his twin in person, interact with Danny, and fight alongside him.
When they got resurrected, Damian found himself in the backseat again, but this time Danny knew he was there.
Danny made mental jokes and commentary, looping Damian into what was going on even if he couldn't hear Damian.
Then.
Then the flag event for Alfred's death happened.
Danny tried, he really did. He'd been planning to subvert this ever since he'd realized he was in Damian's body, and Damian had helped him plan a bit when they'd both been in hell.
But their plans failed.
The Writers of their World would not be denied.
And when Danny was in the middle of grieving, who showed up but Batman himself.
Danny had managed to get on good terms with the man, but he'd never been able to get as good of a relationship with him as Damian's comic counterpart had.
Largely, this was due to Danny's immense distrust of the man. Mentally, he only ever called Bruce Wayne "The Big Bad Fruitloop" (a joke Damian actually did find to be...a rather apt description).
Perhaps it was the distance between Danny and Father that lead to, what for Damian's comic counterpart had just been yelling and a hit, for Danny was yelling and a broken arm.
Damian felt Danny start to fade, too stressed to deal with the situation, and decided that he, Damian, was done with this farce (Batman).
Damian takes control over his body again, gently pushing Danny down.
Danny's been trying too hard, going at things head first when he should have been trying to outsmart the Writers.
Damian will bring about what Danny has been so desperate to create all these years, and he really doesn't care who he has to manipulate to do it.
This is heavily, HEAVILY, an AU with the storyline (slightly altered) from the manga "The One Within The Villainess", which will soon see an anime adaptation, and holy shit if you liked this prompt GO FIND THAT MANGA AND READ IT. IT'S ONLY SIX VOLUMES LONG BUT IT'S WORTH EVERY SECOND. IT HAS INFECTED MY BRAIN.
if Laika is the patron saint of one way trips then Félicette is the patron saint of achieving the impossible, journeys you weren’t supposed to return to but against all odds. You did
The south pole and north pole exist on the same map file so if you break out of bound you can get from one to the other without having to travel the world.
Toph's Earthbending allows for ample sequence breaks. If you create a ramp next to the Ba Sing Se wall you could launch yourself straight into the season 2 finale.
Unfortunately you have to complete Bato of the Water Tribe because otherwise June won't appear in the finale, softlocking from you beating the Fire Nation.
It's not actually necessary; but everyone always stops at the southern air temple to pick up Momo. It's become a tradition, where the speed runs are automatically invalidated if you didn't get him.
Look it's called Any%. Momo% is it's own sub category, which is just how fast you can get Momo, and FullMomo% is Any% but you have to pick up Momo AND do all of the mini-game sections with him.
Sesame Street posting techniques for comforting children during traumatic world events feels so fucking dystopian but here are the slides they posted just in case you or a loved one has any little critters at home right now
No one is doing well right now, but being a little critter right now has got to be terrifying. This is such a crushing series of images, especially considering PBS’s funding got slashed. While I’m happy Sesame Street continues to keep the wellbeing and education of children as a major priority, there’s a certain amount of innocence that Sesame Street represents and this is giving me such a visceral feeling rn
sesame street has been meeting kids where they were at since the 70s, and in the 70s, POC kids were in some pretty scary places. what contemporary white parents might perceive as a sudden dystopian horror is, sadly, the level of trauma, violence, insecurity, and fear that a lot of non-white families have had to navigate for generations. it has always been hard and heartbreaking for some families to try to protect their kids from knowing how dangerous the world is and how much some parts of it want them dead. now it's white parents time to join in that important work.
i don't meant to scold, but i want to remind: generations of kids have taken much-needed messages of comfort and solace from sesame street, and the people there have always known, since the start, how much we need bravery and compassion. it's not about innocence and it's not about ignorance: it's about love. this is their entire mission, and they're staying strong. we can too.
the Aspec Quilt Project is a virtual community quilt for people on the aromantic and/or asexual spectrums. if that's you, you're invited to create and submit a "quilt square" to be posted here on the blog and eventually added to the virtual quilt at the end of the project.
who can join? do I have to be ace? do I have to be aro?
anyone who resonates with aromantic and/or asexual spectrum identities in any capacity is welcome to join! you don't have to hold any specific label/identity - if this project speaks to you, it is for you.
are submissions anonymous?
they can be! in the submission form, you'll be able to choose whether you'd like to be credited for your square or not. if you'd like to submit yours totally anonymously, you are welcome to do so.
*note: the file upload is linked to your google account, so I may be able to view the name/email connected to your google account. if you are uncomfortable with this, feel free to send a quilt square through dm.
what is a community quilt?
a community quilt is traditionally a co-created sewn blanket made up of many fabric squares. quilting has a rich history of supporting community building and advocacy, especially within the queer community.
what goes on a quilt square?
a quilt square can include anything you want! words, images, digital media, photos--anything that reflects your experience as someone on the aro/ace spectrum. all I ask is that it is in a jpeg/png format and square-shaped 🙏
are there size/resolution recommendations? how will squares be displayed?
there are no particular size/resolution recommendations. most of the squares that have been submitted so far are around 1000-2000 square pixels. in the final quilt, squares will be oriented upright (rather than tilted/diagonal.)
how do I submit a quilt square?
you can submit a quilt square here!
what will happen with the quilt at the end of the project?
submissions close December 6th. after that, I will gather all of the submitted quilt squares into a "virtual quilt" image that will be posted on this blog and available for download.
First, I'm sure many of you considered the worst may have happened and I apologize for any that worried about me.
Second, I'm sure many of you anticipated this many years ago(probably before my last note if we're all honest with each other) but I am officially marking this fic as 'complete'. Obviously its not, of course. You're disappointed, I'm disappointed, hell, my cat is giving me a disappointed look as we speak. Unfortunately for all of us, my brain could not and, currently, can not let go of HER behavior. Every time I see something new she'd said or done my brain wanted to make more and more changes to this story in some way so that if she ever happened on this story she would HATE it down to her very bones. Its why I made sure Loki's gender fluidity was present immediately. It's why I made sure George dressed in drag for the Halloween special. After the last author's note, I was fully expecting to make a few small changes and then continue on. But again, HER. I finally told myself I would just fully rewrite it with all my rage and I did start. Of course, she didn't stop, so the annoyance continued and I made sure more things were brought up(yes, the mold made an appearance). That rewrite is currently hanging around chapter twelve at the moment but my muse has rather suddenly shifted, bringing us to now.
Third, I am marking this work as complete, but I wont be orphaning it and I wont put it up for 'adoption'. I put a lot of work into this story and I don't want it fully out of my control. The rewrite will continue but who knows when my stupid brain will let me settle on a coherent story. I want to put out an actual story, not my ramblings as I work through my anger at someone who doesn't know I exist(and shouldn't). When the day comes when I am able to put out that story, it will be on this account where this original attempt still lives as part of the Archive.
Finally, though I am not orphaning it or letting someone adopt it, I am giving express permission for any fans to continue it from here. Fully continue or just snapshots in time. Tag it as inspired by this fic and I will make sure to approve it so everyone can enjoy. I know I would love more twins/Harry fics. It's why I started this one in the first place. The only thing I wont approve being attached is any AI writing pertaining to this story. This story was made completely from my own head and yours should be too. That in mind, I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR THIS TO BE FED TO AI. I know I can't stop anyone. Just know if you do, I wish you eternally wet socks, bad breath, and all the karma the universe can spare after dealing with all the evils currently in our world. I also hate you personally, just not enough to write a story to spite you.
I hope this story has inspired others to write over the years. If my shitty writing can get this far, yours can too.
"In the instance an employer makes an illegal request for a photograph as part of a job application, you may submit a complaint to the United States Equal Employment Opportunity Commission." Successful violation fee collections are paid partially to the one who suffered the violation, which in many cases exceeds a year of work at these shit jobs. There's only two weak points to a corporation, and those are in the budget and in the supply chain. Hit them where it hurts.
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