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Heyyyy. Love how you write Marco and Sabo in HoC 🥰🥰. When does Marco find out he has feelings for Sabo ?
!!! HoC ask!! House of Cards ask!!! 🥺🥺🥺❤️
So I think I half mention it in the HoC masterpost but I then realised that, although I was sure I'd written it, Marco's pov is entirely missing from the actual Realisation?? le ze gasp 🤭 making this hard on myself, wtf. Under the cut bc this got pretty rambly!!!
Anyway from what I remember, I think the way I had pinned it together is, although Sabo realises he has feelings for Marco during the two/three-year time skip, his actual behaviour does not actually change that much? So while Marco does...vaguely presume they are Eventually friends, and adjusts to Sabo's behaviour, Sabo is harsh, and gets even more so as time goes on. The Whitebeards do a lot to make up for the whole...debacle, but, in their defence too, it's not even just the Ace thing. They're also pretty fucked up about the fact that these guys have very obviously been wildly abused, if the response to affection is....(yikes.com)
So while Sabo slowly adjusts upon realisation that Marco is a Good Man, I think a lot of Marco is...a) tied up in the fact that his break up with Ace was probably the most brutal thing ever, for all he tried to let Ace go with grace, and, b) does see Sabo a bit as...connected to Ace? As Ace's? So recognition of his feelings there is bad. He doesn't see Sabo as a viable romantic partner because he's messed up about Ace, and then, also, because, well, it's Sabo! Sabo is an adjacent thing to Ace, the way that like...siblings of your partner are People but also not?
Marco's feelings potentially come part way through the time skip - when Sabo starts eventually doing things for himself and working with Dragon - but I don't think he's willing to recognise them. Sorta along the vague....feelings (<-fic link) ?? of this drabble that wasn't technically HoC but could fit for the vibes aha. (Though if this was HoC canon I would put it after the timeskip, for the fact that Marco now protects Sabo's secrets, and is close enough to Sabo to have that loyalty...)
I think what tips Marco into realisation of his own feelings for Sabo is when Ace comes back. He's used to Sabo being closed off, but he had seen how Sabo and Ace were so...co-dependant. Even if Sabo won't take physical affection, he'd always lean into and on Ace. And it just doesn't happen anymore.
From Sabo's POV there's a lot of closing himself off so he doesn't fuck up again, of self-harm adjacent behaviours - not wrapping his hands before a fight, not sleeping properly, that stuff - and Marco...notices.
"Hey," he says, and takes Sabo's hand, feels cold fingertips against his palm, and that's more than enough time for him to see that the scabs aren't healing properly before Sabo yanks his hand away and glares.
"D'you need someone to help-"
"Not you," Sabo spits, and Marco raises his hands.
"Not me, just someone."
So even though Sabo won't go to Ace, at this point Marco at least recognises them as friends, well enough to bully Sabo into getting help. It's a mirror of the first part of the fic, where Ace goes to Marco for help, basically by accident, and this...Sabo going on purpose (or, being cajoled lmao) and allowing Marco to help him. Even though he says not you, Marco's gotten good at translation and...finally figures out that Sabo's sorta in the same boat as him, with Ace. It's different and yet...still so much the same. The betrayal, the leaving, the love...
You have to forgive me, it's been-
(momentary tv glitch as I clutch my head and realise it's been seven years. SEVEN YEARS ??)
A while since I actually thought about HoC/went over the fic notes, and I actually can't find what I did have planned for the marsab get together. I actually think the sabo/ace manage to fix up (and/or at the same time ?????) marco/ace get together first, and then marsab manage to get their shit together and figure themselves out. Probably with Ace's help, considering how much better he's gotten with his mental health 🤭 and with refusing to allow others to ignore their own health etc. Ace getting Sabo's feelings out of him and knowing Marco well enough to force him into also telling the truth.
Also, wait, I remembered/found some notes!
So pre-Laffitte, Ace specifically comes home and thinks marsab are dating - because he knows Sabo well enough to be like oh, Sabo likes this guy, and he knows Marco, too, and why would they be so close if not...this? And Sabo doesn't have any of the tells Ace used to. Low-key he's...yes, it is sad, because as he spends time with Marco again he does remember what he did like about Marco, that he did like Marco, near the end (even if he wasn't sure of it being love), and thinks Marco's just private because of how everything ended with, well, him. So when he teases them and Sabo snaps, he doesn't know how he got it wrong...but he's certainly thinking about it.
And I'll presume at this point you've read the masterpost - after the Laffitte-Ace-injured!Thatch situation, Thatch is in recovery and ends up spending time with Sabo and realising that Sabo has feelings for Marco, mostly by accident. To Thatch, well, Sabo's a jerk but he's at least blunt. He's sharp and (seemingly) straight-forward and, at the very least, with them, he doesn't...let them get away with stuff? So even with all his misdirects and lying bs Thatch is still aware that Sabo wouldn't end up...doing the same to Marco as Ace. He doesn't blame Ace, necessarily, but fuck, his brother's just not the same.
Marco's a romantic at heart. Having the realisation that he hurt someone he loved, and in such a way that his love was the problem? Fuck, he'd never be the same. One of the major things that gets through to him is the fact that Sabo...recognises that. When Marco is trying to make it up to Sabo and Luffy, trying to get a life for them, Sabo puts together that Marco is Fucked Up about that. When he tells Marco about Ace...that Ace was actually having feelings for him, and that was one of the reasons Sabo lashed out - jealousy, fear - Marco knowing how much that costs him is when he sees Sabo less as "Ace's" and more as his own person.
So it's like...first half of the first year of the time skip -> Marco's depression era
Second quarter -> depression era^2 where Marco tries to make up for Fucking Up with Ace + Sabo has the conversation about Ace liking him/respecting him. Sabo doesn't say the same, but...it's implied
Third quarter -> Sabo working with Dragon, Marco + Sabo being friends
Fourth quarter -> Marco jealousy era when Sabo is working with the Revo more closely and has someone interested in him
Tbf if Ace hadn't come back I think after maybe another few years, Marsab would've gotten together (I have a scene about that! About when Ace thinks they're together and knows Sabo likes Marco and says, "I can help!" and Sabo says, "The only way you can help is by leaving." because Ace being back is the problem....)
Then Laffitte and Ace/Marco getting together and Marco realising, as Sabo pulls away from him: oh shit. The jealousy from before....it's worse when he has Sabo pulling away. When before, Sabo was still around, still spending time with him, and now? He even realises that Sabo spending time with his Revo partner was jealousy, and, now, realising that he cares about Sabo, to the point that Sabo not being around...he hates it.
He has Ace...but why does it not feel satisfying?
(And how dare he say as such to Ace when he really, truly, does love Ace? How could he-)
Then we say thanks again to Ace's mental health era and the fact he refuses to allow Sabo to be taken away from him, or, even, for the people he loves to be unhappy...👏 He picks up on Sabo not being around and on Marco being a mess about something and goes oh :) no, there was a reason I thought they were dating. And makes Marco properly confront his feelings (which, well, Marco was doing that anyway) and then happy ending <3
We were watching Batman:TAS last night last year AND the episode with Fake!bruce who thinks he's real but it's just a robot with memories has latched itself with little bat claws onto my mind, because, let's be real here. I want Robot batdad. I want that they have Two Dad now.
Can you even imagine. This is a robot with All of Bruce's memories and morals, of course he loves his kids collective and how brave/noble/cool they are - but, the major point of contention here...
Everyone knows Brucie Wayne does not have a freaking twin. So of course Robot!Bruce is like well that's soooo super fine then. I can just be Batman. And you can be Bruce Wayne, and then we have the perfect alibi forever! For our identity! :)
And Bruce Wayne!!!! Man who came up with Dealing With His Issues by Dressing As Bat!!!!! How is he supposed to be okay with this? Like, fine, sure. Whatever. The robot is sentient and intelligent. It's the equivilant of a perfect copy and clearly has emotions - it almost sacrificed itself for justice and their kids. It's a living being. But Bruce CAME UP WITH BATMAN FIRST. That's HIS mantle!! He is not content with being the spare?
The custody battle is not over the kids. It is over Who Gets To be Batman.
("Why can't they just both go out as Batman?" Tim asks, to which Dick snorts.
"Bud, this is two Bruce Waynes who think they both have inherent rights to their Original Personal Idea. Even suggesting that isn't going to fly.")
I will start with the caveat: this is definitively not my most well-written work, but Honey, your Aspies' Showing (G - One Piece - Luffy-centric) is probably still up there on favourite fics because of the impact its made on so many people. There's just something really cool about, every now and then, getting a review that boils down to, "hey uhhh, went and got diagnosed with autism because of this fic, thanks <3". It was specifically wrote in a time when I was coming to terms with being autistic? so to know it's also helped other people....yeah. Feels good
Then on the other side of the spectrum lmao, fic I alllllllways use for zine sign-ups 'cause I think it slaps: The Bearing of Marks (G - One Piece - Ace-centric). It has a really subtle characterisation and weight to it that I don't often carry into other works but I enjoy here. It's almost a decade old now but I still think the writing holds up :3
FIC RECS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm just gonna pick some I may have recced before, but I am making this a short and snappy thing so I actually do and finish this (a fun challenge, OP!!!!)
Making the Best of It (T, but watch out because there is reference to the possibility of dubcon, you'll see why when I explain the plot - Avengers - Clint Barton centric). This fic is by DentalFloss and man when I want to get sucker punched in the gut I jump back into it. It's really good - character wise, I enjoy the choices they make with their work, and the humour's great too. There's a lot of really sharp moments where you sit there going no, no, no, don't make that choice, please don't make that choice- but you know that Clint very much Has To. Why? Well.......in this, it's an AU where Clint's induction to SHIELD is a little less voluntary then in canon. It's really really good, and I love the concepts it explores in autonomy and choice and also Major Angst Pangs 😂 There is LOTS of in-my-head yelling every time I read the Avengers dispatch scene and it's like. I KNOW!!!!! I KNOW WHY HE DOES IT!!!! BUT THEY'RE SO ANGRY AT HIM I WANT TO SHAKE THEM ALL BY THE COLLAR AND TELL THEM TO PAY ATTENTIONNNNNNN AUGH. Makes me crazy :)))
Emissary Davenport series (T - the Adventure Zone - Davenport-centric). I know it's a series, don't @ me, don't @ me--- It's just. 🥺🥺🥺 Retelling of TAZ but from Davenport's POV, starting from him as a young man and then all the way up to the end of the Hunger, right, but with also: hey, he's the Emissary of a god of Fun and Humour and he hates it. If y'all know me IRL, this is where my tat comes from, haha. There's something so...specifically hopeful and simultaneously heart-breaking about how his character growth up until they arrive on Faerun/Twosun is about him accepting himself and loosening up while also being so steadfast and responsible, that just...destroys me when you have the comparison of "himself" when Lucretia erases his memories. SOBS FOREVER.
New Fic rec!!! gotta add one I for suresies haven't recc'd before to show some love to smaller guys <33
Nightlight (T - Batfam - Dick Grayson-centric). I think this can probably be best summed up by....Hm. BRUCE WAYNE I'M GONNA ATTACK YOU WITH MY FUCKING TEETH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway it's Dickbin just after his parents have died and Bruce is, of course, an emotionally reticent asshole, but he does a good thing! Which is, realise that maybe some therapy will help Dick in a way it may have been able to help him, had opinion at the time not been so against mental health support! Only. He's also still Bruce and just, UGHAGHGAGAUGHHHHHHHHH I'm soooooo. cries. Anyway I think it's very much like, SO good at showcasing this aspect of "what someone says is not inherently what they mean" via Dick's POV, and also. Tbqh, I will describe as: autistically frustrating (I am explaining things but you are not listening/asking the right questions in order to understand because you have preconceived notions of statements you refuse to analyse! or investigate!) and good god do I sympathise with Dick at the end. ): Please hit Bruce Wayne with a hammer. And throw him under a bus. Please. Please. (also though it's so....he does. want to help, attempted this to try to help, but he's just. So stubborn in his own perceptions. UGH I'LL KNEE HIM IN THE KIDNEYS!!!!!)
Kicked off by @evilwickedme saying "Maybe Duke's still training underground robins" an idea that IMMEDIATELY made me die of laughter, and now I cannot stop thinking about how that would even come about.
Is this Duke deciding to do volunteer work and accidentally falling into: ...well...self-defence is an important skill! Is this The Signal running across some old foster siblings? Is this an impromptu tips and tricks session that is now suddenly a regular class in one of Gotham's many abandoned buildings/train tunnels?
Thinking about Damian being the only one to find out because his Robins group (from jun bai's boy wonder) ends up having crossover with Duke's, and he stalks them one day to Duke's clubhouse of Children and no-we're-DEFINETLY-not-robin ex-We Are Robin-Robins. Damian being annoyed he's not involved and being like: I can do this much better-
Duke's not gonna throw hands with a kid, but internally he's like lol okay. More training! Damian can show the smaller kids better tricks I guess 😂
Dick on transfer from Bludhaven PD and while on patrol in Gotham he runs across Duke's accidental kid's club of psuedo-vigilantes/baker street Invisibles. Dick Grayson: Not Impressed staring at everybody.
The alternative reaction, very much based on Duke's normal ACAB response in comics is that Dick comes in and Duke's just like: oh? Oh? You're going to break up my youth group? My safety tips team??
Duke: of COURSE you are, it's an ""unauthorised gathering""
Absolutely deciding to think about Duke Thomas this evening, and the fact that he SO gets up to shenanigans under Bruce's nose. That boy is used to sneaking out from foster homes and support workers, Bruce has even made it easy by putting Duke in a mansion so big that it's an active hunt to find people. He is continuing the proud tradition of batkids ignoring Bruce - and doing it with more aplomb, considering that Tim/Dick/Jason are/were all invested in Bruce's opinion when they were Robin 🤭
All this to say: Duke absolutely sneaks out to Gotham during down time. Sure, being a Vigilante is cool! But he misses his old hobbies. Let's just say there was a reason that Duke got good at managing his adrenaline.......y'all ever seen those redbull stunt videos? (nods sagely). With all the abandoned buildings in Gotham + sometimes!!! Riddler wouldn't air his riddles!!! Of COURSE Duke has to try and find the next part, it's just UNSATISFYING if he solves only half the problem! Even if....that means a few condemned warehouses are explored with more effort than is strictly necessary.
Duke catching up with old foster siblings and at this point he can't turn the batbrain off - or, to be fair, his powers - so he ends up butting into other Batfam cases/uncovering random hench-people plots (including Jason's 🤭). And he doesn't care about explaining things to the batfam when there's Problems to be Solved or his friends need help, and because the batfam keep missing him - and only getting the tail end of his arrests - Bruce starts thinking there's another vigilante to keep an eye out for.
Either way, hilarious to think of Duke finding this out and being like, huh! Cool! I'll see if I can find them during the day :) and not realising it's him OR realising it's him and not saying anything 'cause it's none of their business (and it's funny as hell).
Or even Duke managing to get involved in Shenanigans because of stereotypes people apply to him - hey it's a random kid out in the narrows! He must be involved in Crime! And Duke takes one look at this absolutely perfect undercover op that has been gift-wrapped and says: 👀 yep, I sure am!
Jason seeing him one night in the Iceburg lounge but by the time he double-takes (WHAT was that OUTFIT), Duke's managed to vanish.
Tim seeing him as he jumps over an alley, and Duke's wrestling with rabid, mind-controlled squirrels, but by the time he doubles-back Duke's gone and he won't answer questions the next day.
Tim: you have tiny bite marks??? On your ARMS?
Duke: guess maybe the manor needs another go from the pest guy, huh?
Damian: >:o (appalled at the implication that Alfred the Cat isn't an excellent hunter)
I'll maybe have it as a different project - I wasn't sure it would be long enough to work as my Superfam big bang fic - but golly I still love the clois soulmates au I was rotating in my mind a few month/s ago. A concept about identity intersectionality vs. definition of what counts as fate when your soulmate's name is defined on your wrist?
Lois wakes up with a name on her wrist, in characters she'll not recognise until she's 27 and acing her career and naming a superhero, and on his chest is the same shield that's been on her skin for over a decade, now. She's always known the characters didn't fit most logographic languages, and sure, maybe the Amazonians developed further from Greek, but that would still make their language based on the Greek alphabet, and then she thought maybe it was just a cultural dialect but most people have this, consideration of who they are woven into how the name presents itself, and then, then there's Superman.
Superman, with the stylisation so similair on his chest, and Superman is an alien - he says so! So there's one mystery (and it's one she's honestly considered for so long, having taken language studies at college to try and match her name,)
AND THEN OBVIOUSLY THE CRAZY SECRET IDENTITY SHENANIGANS OF THIS?
BECAUSE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THINGS!!! Because on the other side of things, of course Clark Kent has the so very human, Lois Lane, on his wrist, only, when he meets Lois Lane-
That's Kryptonian, on her wrist. On the wrist of a stranger, a reveal he doesn't even know if he can trust her with yet? (AND, I confess, since I was plotting part of this with the vibes of Superman Smashes the Klan/MAWS in the back of my head, Clark knows it's Kryptonian - he just also doesn't know what it says. He can't read Kryptonian well, only to know it's probably something related to him/his family, and. He's the only Kryptonian left...it would have to be his name - but then, also, what a complicated feeling, to know no matter how human he sees himself, he's been assigned the identity of an alien.)
My 2025 @batfam-big-bang piece! Do you like Damian? Do you want to see him suffer psychologically as he ends up magically handcuffed to someone who wants to be his friend??? Oh boy, do I have the fic for you!
Read it here on ao3!
How odd, Damian thinks to himself, that this feels familiar. Hands pressed to his chest, and his moniker, his name, called like a summoning. Bone suddenly shifts in his ribcage and he jerks upward with a wheezing breath, almost hitting the boy hunched above him. “What-” he tries, words coming short as he adjusts to the surge of pain in his lung. “What did you do?"
"It was only reasonable,” the boy says mulishly, but his breaths are shallow now too. It's hard to tell the difference between a broken rib and a cracked one, but Damian knows he should be more injured; he squints suspiciously, and the boy scowls back at him. “If we are both on the precipice, then neither of us will fall,” the boy mumbles. “Not alone.”
I'll also be reblogging the pieces created by @artist1113 & @essiestarr for this fic, and they'll be embedded in the fic too, so keep your eyes out for some sick af art coming your way 👀👀
Also for anyone who wants to read Damian getting magic handcuffed but does not know Suren (robin: son of batman, 2015): this fic is entirely Damian POV, and neither does he! 🤭
@mamawasatesttube hosted another minibang on the Kon server and ofc yah girl was there 🥰 You can check out the awesome art by @thekidthesuperkid over here, and if it pleases you:
Read and the stars still shine (till morning breaks) on Ao3!
Not everyone's happy that Kon's stardom had come with caveats.
Or: Rex Leech gets arrested for putting people in danger for publicity, and public opinion is firmly on Superboy's side.
May I request Sad Dad Times for WIP Weekend please? That sounds fun (for me, if not for anyone actually in the fic) 💚
Sad dad time is a two for one special!!!!!!!
"You ruined it!" Damian shouts, and then hates the drop of guilt that forces his blood from his face. It's true, and it's real, and it's Tim's fault that his Father returned, but it's not fair to say it was ruined, how could he have ruined something Damian had waited his whole life for-
But his father had been overbearing. Had been stern, quiet, and demanding, with no clear goals for Damian to exceed. But his father had been disappointed in him, had pulled away during the first few awkward attempts Damian had made to find common ground, and it - this - felt like a fracture in a wound he had never noticed.
But Damian had waited his whole life for his father's love, and his father had not been the one to give it to him.
Timothy stares at him with confusion and frustration warring in his gaze, an exasperated edge to his tone when he says, “Look, baby brat, I'm allowed to join you and B for dinner.”
----
It was with baited breath that the people of Gotham waited for Bruce's curse; with parents such as his, with a silver spoon and want for nothing, it would be strong but lovely. What price would stand in the way of another Wayne patriarch improving the city, and how often could Bruce pay it?
There was no question of if he would; you always had to, no matter what, and what Wayne would hold back from serving Gotham?
And then there was the murder.
The lovely string of fake pearls scattered along the streets of Park Row, and Bruce Wayne, too young, huddled insensate over his parents' bodies. By the time the police arrived, they were long dead, and the blood had soaked into Bruce's pants.
It was a spectacle when Gordon and Pennyworth helped him to his feet, for that was when they thought that the last Wayne had been injured too, blood blooming over his chest and dripping down his arms, and the pictures of Bruce's curse and Alfred Pennyworth were front news for the next week.
What an irony, they whispered, when the news came out, that she would have served him better alive then dead.
What an irony, that Thomas' curse had been twisted so much, in the tragedy, that Bruce's bleeding heart became reality.
It had been hard to get news of the Wayne heir after that; the pictures of him could be constituted as gore, sometimes, with the way blood would seep through any fabric he wore, and no-one in Gotham was truly comfortable with the fact that their city's most prominent figure was now the child that had seen his parents die. They were just curses - but this one felt pointed, felt sad, and while it was never easy to live with a Gotham curse, at least the fridge having teeth was a silly story to share with friends, in comparison to the constant tragedy Bruce Wayne wore.
It was almost a relief when he vanished. Even more so when, upon his return, the bleeding had eased - and Bruce had taken to wearing red undershirts under his suits, well-disguising his bleeding heart.
Alfred Pennyworth never told anyone about the blood trails through Wayne Manor, which had not abated in the intervening years, nor did he talk about what did eventually ease Bruce Wayne's curse.
After all - everyone knew you had to pay the price of your curse, and no Wayne would hold back from serving Gotham.
"Is everything okay, Dames?" Jon asks, a flicker of a frown on his brow, and Damian fights the instinctively urge to tense. This is not his Jon, not someone he's allowed to be weak with, and until he figures out what's happened and why their sheets pool around Jon's bare hips, why he woke up with Jon's arm around him and in an obviously shared bed, there is no time for weak.
"Of course, Beloved," he says, and he's a good enough liar that he doesn't hesitate when the endearment slips from his lips, but he cannot stop the way his stomach twists. It makes logical sense that his alternative self would use the name, having grown up with his mother using it for his father, and he's thought about using it for Jon before, in moments of weakness when they haven't been together and Jon would not sense his heart rate rising, it's just...harder to say it to his face. For all his control, he knows a weakness well enough, and leans forward to press his lips against Jon's, hoping to startle and soothe so this alternate Jon does not have time to recognise any differences in him. "Breakfast?" he adds, when he pulls back, and fights every urge to press his fingertips against his tingling mouth.
How odd, he thinks to himself, that this feels familiar. Hands pressed to his chest, and his moniker, his name, called like a summoning. Bone suddenly shifts in his chest and he jerks upward with a wheezing breath, almost hitting the boy hunched above him.
“What-” he tries, words coming short as he adjusts to the surge of pain in his lung. “What did you do?”
“It was only reasonable,” the boy says mulishly, but his breaths are shallow now too. It's hard to tell the difference between a broken rib and a cracked one, but Damian knows a bullet fired at close quarters would have left him more injured then this; he squints suspiciously, and the boy scowls back at him. “Stop it, it's to my benefit too.”
'cause your girl has office hours on Wednesday and can't sneak off to check tumblr. Game snagged from @/suzukiblu
It’s time for a little accountability, sharing fic, and getting a kick in the pants.
Here’s how it works:
Make a list of five (5) of your WIPs for your followers to chose from.
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file names:
Stray!Dami
Welcome Home (?), Suren Darga!
DamiJon and the horrible no good very bad time travel
Sad Dad Time
I'm not transphobic, you just suck.
Excerpt from "Welcome Home(?), Suren Darga!"
“You know me!” Suren says, his eyes flashing red, and Damian almost snarls.
“Far be it for me to question your recollection of my memories,” he says, and his father comes to put his hand on Damian’s shoulder.
“Robin,” he says, quietly, and unease prickles along Damian’s neck.
This is an illogical claim, an easy position to disprove and an even easier one to manipulate, if Suren were to be acting in ill faith. How dare he try and establish them as friends, as though Damian knew anyone who called him al Ghul and still thought of him with compassion? Thought of him as someone with compassion? How could he be pretending they knew each other, when he clearly did not know the history of Damian’s last name?
If he did, he surely wouldn’t have been referring to Damian so casually, as though he expected an al Ghul to be a hero.
(Then again, Suren had said Damian first. He had said al Ghul with the same casual disrespect that Maya used, had leaned toward Damian as though expecting-)
He shakes his head, but the thought has already wormed into his brain.
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eight legs hit the wall:
“Don’t go in there,” he orders.
Cassie scowls, brilliant and sharp, with teeth bared. “Why?” she demands, “Does Lex have more metahumans on lockdown in his literal personality-fuck-around lab-"
“What? No. That's my bedroom. There's like-” implanted knowledge says 'underwear' is the embarrassing answer, even if it's true, so- “dead bodies and stuff. On the floor.”
They do not look comforted. He’s starting to think TV and the tube have not given him a great deal of social skills.
Or: the creation of Spiderboy; or, what's in a name? Kon's not entirely sure how he got his; or, Bart and Cassie blackmail Lex Luthor into allowing his genetic experiment/son to have a life of his own and/or an internship as a normal boy; or, aka "The Incident".
It's a lot of things to a lot of people, but Kon mostly just thinks of it as the first day he met his friends.
shhh I'm totally not calling in sick for writing time instead/j Game snagged from @/suzukiblu
It’s time for a little accountability, sharing fic, and getting a kick in the pants.
Here’s how it works:
Make a list of five (5) of your WIPs for your followers to chose from.
Post a snippet from one of your fics that you’ve worked on in the past week.
Your followers get to send an ask with one of the five listed WIPs!
You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event or gift fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.
That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post.
If you’re reading this, you’re invited!
If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write. 👀🔥
I will say I love the “filenames not titles”: my doc names are either a) the fic title or b) VERY RARELY a random title that I use to keep all my drabble/short fic/reqs in (even if they have their own titles. Like, my yj98 fics are all under “Core4 Shenanigans” even though there are like, six separate fics in there. jumanji au my beloved.)
Anyway!
file names:
Spiderkon, aka eight legs hit the wall (even more aka: yj98 shenanigans ft. Spiderboy au) <- this one is a bang project so I will either post sections that are Not part of the bang or other Kon related fic :3
trek au
Stray!Dami
Calypso Island / Sunblind
Randomiser - I have a bunch of my wip fics on a wheel and will just spin and dump 🤭
snippet from the trek AU
The DCC-3908 has three other Kryptonians on rotation when Kon gets his assignment. By the time he gets through atmo and onto the dispatch station, it has one.
Pretty stupid to have four of them on one ship, even if they’re only useful under a yellow sun, but he still hadn’t braced himself properly. Starfleet was meant to be different - was meant to be better.
But then again, it was probably stupid of him to think that. He’s also expecting the last Kryptonian to be in the Security bunk when he gets there, waiting. Checking to see how the human-made duplicate measures up. Instead, it takes four rotations - and, honestly, thinking that his info had been wrong and all three Kryptonians had jumped ship at the last port - to find out Kal-el works on the bridge as Navigation. Like. What. He’s not even head of a department!
(except my in-office day is Wednesday so I need a different day instead and one day I Will find a fun alliteration for it but for now it's Fuck it Friday). Game snagged from @suzukiblu
It’s time for a little accountability, sharing fic, and getting a kick in the pants.
Here’s how it works:
Make a list of five (5) of your WIPs for your followers to chose from.
Post a snippet from one of your fics that you've worked on in the past week.
Your followers get to send an ask with one of the five listed WIPs!
You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event or gift fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.
That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post.
If you’re reading this, you’re invited!
If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write. 👀🔥
I will say I love the "filenames not titles": my doc names are either a) the fic title or b) VERY RARELY a random title that I use to keep all my drabble/short fic/reqs in (even if they have their own titles. Like, my yj98 fics are all under "Core4 Shenanigans" even though there are like, six separate fics in there. jumanji au my beloved.)
Anyway!
file names:
Spiderkon, aka eight legs hit the wall (even more aka: yj98 shenanigans ft. Spiderman au) <- this one is a bang project so I will either post sections that are Not part of the bang or other Kon related fic :3
blogging (and other dangerous activities likely to get you adopted by the Batman) <ao3 link> Tim has made a slightly terrible mistake and now has to Lie To Batman. Oop. 😳
Stray!Dami
keep me in your Pocket (yj98 soulmates au ft. Kon in a pod and some Angy™ pockets)
Show me Skies on Fire <ao3 link> (....don't look at me?)
Randomiser - I have a bunch of my wip fics on a wheel and will just spin and dump 🤭
snippet from the Stray!Dami au, which features Batman: TAS!Selina and Damian's love of animals continuing no matter What universe alterations occur.
"And who's this little stray creeping around?" purrs a voice from behind him, and Damian barely manages to restrain his yelp, quickly turning and shoving the screwdriver behind him. The costume declares quickly that it's not a guard, but his voice still cracks when he says, "Catwoman?"
She winks behind her mask, overconfident and proud of it, and his hands feel sweaty on the handle of his screwdriver. He feels distinctly underprepared for his heist now, when comparison has shown up so obviously, but-
“I’m not here to get in the way,” he says, tilting his chin up. “Whatever you're here to steal, I don't care. But you're not allowed to call the alarm on me freeing these bengals, either.”
She doesn't blink at him, but it seems like a near thing; her posture straightens just barely from her languid sprawl, and he shifts one foot behind him so she won't get both if she decides to use her whip to trip him up. “And why would a little thing like you want to cause that much chaos?” she asks, and he bristles.
“I know your intent is always to humiliate your victims,” he retorts, and he wishes he had the teeth of the cats behind him, to bare at her and snarl. “But none of these animals deserve to be mistreated just because you're more interested in a grudge. Go steal whatever you're here for and leave me alone.”
“Kitten,” says Catwoman, a hint of a smile curling her lip. “I’m here to steal those cats.”
Hi! I don't know if it's still Friday for you (you can ignore this if not), but if it is, can I please ask for Keep me in your pocket? It looks adorable!
It's not but I only got one ask (Rin's) for the game and I love answering asks and also I am spending today writing too 🤭 So it totally works out and also, thank you!! <3
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Restless longing for better circumstances, Silent interrupts, and she turns her face away from both of them and their boy, the seam of the closed door a rude reminder.
They're both right, but it doesn’t make it easier. That their boy is as good as nothing right now, and none of them are happy about it, even if she’s trying to be patient. Why would they be here if he wasn’t going to be here soon, too? He needs them, and yet he hasn’t even had time to meet them, and she wants to tug on the big curly strand of hair he has dangling in front of his eyes and see him look at her and he won't because he hasn't opened his eyes since that first day.
Name, she whistles, describe or evaluate; distinguished from others, and right now nothing distinguishes them from each other. They’re just pockets, according to the scientists, chirped at coaxingly by Knox, by Zuzu, by Sweetheart.
To this place, lovely place; here, but no-one ever calls her by a Name. Even Silent and Speed don’t respond if she calls them as such; they know that’s what she’s using for them, in lieu of their boy’s proper gift, but she won’t respond when they call her Bright or Adamant either. They know, each of them, what they want.
