Juliet was dragging the god of mischief through the rubble helping as she went keeping him hidden from most people. "Your an idiot for sticking around here and if I was smart id drag you to stark tower leave you with a bow but i wont because i cant judge you for what you've done yeah its more showy but i've done just as bad in the long run."
Loki just raised an eyebrow. "yes well, do I know you?" he asked a little coldly, removing her hand from him. "And anyway, who are you to preach to me?! You don't know me, you don't know what I've been through! How dare you stand there acting all saint-like!" he hissed, his hand curling into a fist at his side. He really didn't need this right now, especially from some stranger. "I am a god and therefore I shall do what I like, puny mortal!" and with that he turned his back on her and walked off.
lokiet replied to your post:why did i do this to myself i just wanted to do a...
dude, scrap it and make another one// One you you actually like/// maybe a different pose. Don`t worry too much about it! PLUS I bet you`re just being really critical// your drawings always look so cool///
i should probably do just that but i've wasted so much time on this one already i can't just leave it unfinished perhaps i'll finish it quick and do another one and this first one would have gotten all the shitty drawing out of my system so i can make a good one idk
and it is legitimate criticism i was being too ambitious with it and i paid the price
lokiet replied to your photoset:"He learned that I had arranged their death. I had...
OH MY GOD HOW IS THIS COMIC REAL
I KNOW RIGHT
I mean, I'd heard people referring to "Owlman's obsession with Nightwing" and I was just like "hmm, is it obsession or some ulterior motive"
but nope
he really is obsessed with Dick Grayson.
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purplemika replied to your photoset:Owlman is super concerned that his favourite peep...
feel free to keep posting. I’m enjoying this immensely.
Oh good, I'm glad! I realised afterwards it was kind of a mega spam, haha, and I've posted the major sdfjsdf-panels. But there was also Owlman recruiting a mob boss called Bertinelli so if we don't get Helena popping up in the future somehow I will be disappointed.
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dynamic-duo-deposit replied to your photoset “He learned that I had arranged their death. I had murdered them. And...”
......This event is preying on my long time secret fondness for Owlman and Talon's really twisted relationship and it's both awful and amazing. jfc, these scans. (And thank you for reminding me this comes out today, I'd actually forgotten.)
I love how twisty and delicious it is, especially as a subversion of the Batman/Robin dynamic. And of course the focus on Dick gets a total thumbs up from me. 8D
Kinda hope we'll see Earth-3!Bruce pop up too, even if the preview of this issue saw him killed off.
Oh, wow! I couldn’t answer this, there’s so many talented people in this fandom. But I’m both very picky AND very lazy, so if I liked, reblogged, or commented on something of yours, you can legit assume you’re one of my favorites. XD
My favorite fic is still The Pleasures Of Civic Duty by gloss, and I will keep recommending it until someone whacks me with a keyboard.
P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)
WARNING: DUBCON
Oh, um. One of my favorite AU ideas right now (that I will never, ever write because pls no more crap to write) is that all my favorite superheroes (men and women) are a warrior cast in some kind of war-torn, post-apocalyptic world.
Every few years, there’s a cabal where the older, more experienced fighters can take on younger acolytes to train for battle if they prove their worth in some sort of Thunderdome-type arena melee. (And they’re also kinda expected to become their bedwarmers, because I have a filthy mind.)
And then Bruce can work with Dick and Damian can work with a younger version of Jason, who’s very rebellious and simultaneously sorta desperate for recognition because he keeps getting underestimated. And that’s all I have so far.
Share 10 facts about yourself and then pass this onto 10 of your followers. ☆ﾐ(o*･ω･)ﾉ
1) These things always make me go “ARGH!”, because I actually love sharing random crap about myself, but whenever I get a request, I totally blank. But I’ll try!
2) I was a drama nerd in school, and I loved it. I’ve played a number of leading roles even, and in my last year there we mounted a play that I wrote, which I’m very proud of.
3) I also staged a coup on my old drama teacher to get my play performed (I organized a vote on a day when he wasn’t there, because I knew he wanted to do something else, and convinced everyone to vote for my play), which I’m not SUPER proud of. Apparently I can be a sneaky bastard.
4) When I was in uni, I was part of a real bohemian party clique. I lived in a huge apartment with 3 other girls, and there was barely a weekend where the place wasn’t filled with people, 2/3 of which I didn’t know the names of. One time, a couple almost made love on top of my mother who was visiting and had laid down in my room. They ended up banging in the second bathroom instead. Someone broke their arm on one of our parties. We were notorious in the whole neighborhood.
5) I took cocaine precisely once, and I will never do it again. I felt super-energized, but lost every concept of right or wrong. So I decided to seek out a friend I was at odds with to “tell her what I really think”. I spent the whole next day apologizing and I still feel bad about it. (We’re still friends.)
6) I’m incredibly faithful when it comes to fandoms. I usually stay in one fandom for years, and only have one at a time that I’m active in. There’s a bunch of stuff that I love watching/reading simply because I enjoy it (like Community, Game Of Thrones, Hannibal, Orphan Black at the moment), but I would never think about writing fic for it or anything.
7) My principal ships for Game Of Thrones are Sansa/The Hound (with reservations), Jaime/Brienne and maybe Arya/Gendry.
8) I’m a terrible cook. I can bake, but there’s something about adding spices, handling ingredients and making food taste good that I apparently can’t wrap my head around.
9) I really want to learn Krav Maga (purely for exercise and maybe self-defense), but my Jiu-Jitsu class has taught me that I’m really bad at this stuff, because I can’t even pretend to want to attack someone physically.
10) One of my biggest career dreams is becoming the storyline writer for a daily soap. I would have a ball with that.
lokiet answered your question: So I’m going to stop moping. And I also want to...
Could you write a continuation for the fic you just posted where Bruce appeared?
(I forgot to add that these are the previous posts to this story arc in Magic AU : 01|02 bonus Bruce faq)
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The horse comes to stuttering halt and Jason launches himself off of the beast and into the house.
“I got it!” He yells and runs over to Tim’s work table.
Tim unwraps the heart and drops it into the cauldron he’s standing above and a puff of purple smoke fills the room.
“Is that supposed to happen?” Jason coughs.
The young warlock doesn’t answer but simply dips a vial into the liquid and sprints off down the hall to where Dick is sleeping. Jason is about to follow him when he hears a noise from outside. He peeks out the window and gasps, it’s the man from the village, Bruce! He thinks of warning Tim but by then Bruce will have pushed his way into their cabin. He needs to think quickly.
He steps out the front door and stands on the porch, trying to calm his nerves, “You found me. I apologize, you can have your horse back.”
Bruce looks at him curiously, “You kicked me and rode off. Do you think an apology will fix everything?”
Jason takes a shallow breath, nothing bad will happen he just needs to keep a clear head, “I had to get home and now I am. Please, just take your horse and leave.”
“I think I’d like to talk to your parents. At the very least to know where they acquired my horse.”
“No!” Jason’s breathing quickens, “They- They’re not home.”
Bruce dismounts his horse, “Then I’ll wait until they arrive.”
His hands turned to fists, thinking of some way out, “They... won’t be back until tomorrow and... I’m not allowed to let strangers in.”
“You’re not that good of a liar and you still never told me your name.”
“Jason, and I’m not lying you have to go!” The handrail on the porch cracks down the middle and Jason steps back.
“Are you alright?” The older man asks a worried look on his face.
“Please- I can’t control...”
Bruce takes a steps forward and Jason panics. A tree branch from above snaps and hits Bruce in the head knocking him out. Jason lets out a scream and runs over to Bruce, he doesn’t seem overly hurt but a welt is forming from the branch.
Tim rushes out of the house and stops on the porch, “What happened and who-?”
“It was an accident! I didn’t mean to!” Jason cries.
A feeling of calm seems to wash over him and he looks up. Dick stands at the doorway and slowly walks over to Jason and kneels beside him.
Dick kisses his temple, “We’ll take care of him, don’t worry.”
My first batfic! This was heavily influenced by The Pleasures Of Civic Duty by Gloss, which was actually the first Bruce/Dick fic I ever read, and one of my favorites to this day. (I don’t think you all need me to tell you this, but it’s a remarkable fic.)
I really admire how Dick’s naive POV works like a double-edged sword in it, and I love how Bruce and Dick’s relationship seems so clumsy, pure, almost child-like, and at the same time deeply creepy. (The moment that really stuck with me was Bruce awkwardly telling Dick how he had never had a friend in his youth).
Now, “He Would Never” is completely different from this (and I honestly wouldn’t even dare to compare my story to this layeriffic fic), but it was definitely in the back of my mind when I wrote it. Since I got to know Batman and Robin via old comics and the 1966 TV show, Bruce and Dick are often somehow stuck in the 40’s/50’s/60’s for me, and I love works that reflect that, and I love writing things that reflect that.
