actually @ every fanfiction writer whether you wrote something that got thousands of reblogs and comments and became a staple in your fandom, or you wrote one fic and deleted it, or you write mutilchaptered fics that never get a final update, or write short fics, or long fics, or used to write and now you don’t, or you deleted/orphaned your works, or you only share with friends:
thank you.
sharing your writing is hard. and sometimes it’s thankless. sometimes it’s such a negative experience that I wonder how anyone does it at all. but you are needed; you are wanted. whether or not we properly acknowledge it, you are a vital part of fandom culture. thanks for sharing.
I have never seen this show before in my life, but you know what I think he could have done? Step one, get a Tumblr. Step two, starting posting "riddles". Step three, get eeby deebyed. It works. Step four, profit.
decided to rewatch rc9gn after my last little doodles (which i suggest you all should do :3)
i forgot how dense this kid was.
The pit waters are in you. They want to go home.
One fun fact about me is that there is a pit in the forest. It is a part of me. I do not know where my reflection ends and I begin and I am so entwined with its murky waters I have begun to wonder if I am human at all, or if I am some creation of mud and wood given life against its will. When I die look for me in the pit. I will be in there, watching you.
Counterargument, forehead kisses, one on each side.
*takes a nasty bite out of burger, munching in bliss and taking a sip of soda out of my straw mid-chew*
You know what would be amazing? If there's this Sleeping Beauty AU where Danny and Kon have to figure between the two of them who kisses Tim (who's sleeping beauty in this case). But when neither of them work, they get dejected because maybe Tim wasn't in love with them after all.
*SLAMS SODA ON TABLE, ACCIDENTALLY SPILLING SOME*
WHAT THEY DON'T KNOW IS THAT THEY NEED TO KISS TIM AT THE SAME TIME!!!!!
*wipes mouth with hand and burps, loudly*
Anyways, that's all I got. *finger guns* Pay my tab for me, will ya? Ciao!
Hey wait! Damn guess I’ll have to steal anon’s fibula when they least expect it. I’m in your walls bucko and I’m comin for you.
Ok this is interesting though so I’ll only steal some sesamoid bones. You don’t need them anyways.
Big question is… would they even figure out that Tim needs to be kissed by BOTH of them?!
Like I’d expect that it takes a few weeks for that realization to happen. Maybe one of the other batfam finds something of Tim’s that describes someone he loves but he uses plurals. That leads to suspicion that they’re doing the wrong approach.
Now the argument is who kisses Tim’s hand and who kisses his mouth.
oh no cigarettes for me thanks i just wanted to be in this dank alleyway with you
Arcee: There was someone out there that could help us the whole time? Optimus, how could you-
Rescue Bots: Hi.
Arcee: Oh my Primus they're babies.
So optimus hid the fact that the rescue bot exist with the exception of bee.
One day he breaks it to the team in hope of ratchet bridging them there for a check up.
The kids love the idea of knew bots
Arcee and ultra magnus was mad that there where more auto bots that could help and Optimus never brought them in
Smokescreen was exited
And bulkhead and ratchet new there had to be a reason boss bot never told them.
And wheeljack was just over there like ok cool.
Anyway ratchet agrees to let the come so he could look at them
Later
The ground bridge opens and the rescue bots and their human steps out.
There hearts stop
They where so young
And the wherent even as tall as ratchet
And they definitely aren’t made for war
Ratchet quickly mother hens them to medbay.
After the checkups claim all clear both team get to know each
Jason is kind of in shock. The kid makes puns and nerdy little references and seems to take joy in being Robin. Is this the ghostly personification of his childhood dreams and innocence?
Tim was four days into a sleep deficit so he felt that to say that this predicament was his fault was a bit of a reach.
For it to be his fault he would have had to cognizant of the last 16 hours.
All he wanted to do was take a power nap in the nearest closest durring the Waynetech gala but nooo Bruce had to be taken hostage by the Joker.
So he did what he thought would work best and shoved uncle Clark into the nearest emergency bat storage and told him to suit up.
Maybe he looked a bit more confused than normal but they didn’t need a reporter they needed Batman!
That being said wasn’t uncle Clark supposed to be off-world?
Oh no.
———————
Jack honestly had no clue what was happening for the last six months so when he was told to be Batman he merely just shrugged as the frankly exhausted teen left him to his own.
With his son turning out to be part ghost to the government hunting down his said son and having to move shop halfway across the continent.
This might as well happen.
Grinning like a kid on Christmas, Jack plopped on the finishing touch.
“Oh Danno is not going to believe this!”
Raising a cloaked arm with a flourish Jack struck a pose.
“Alrighty Jack enough messing around! Time to save the party, Fenton style!
Shifting his feet, Jack took a deep breath before smoothing his face the best he could. After all, couldn’t have a smiling Batman! Before walking out the room and taking running leap through the wall to the streets of Gotham before grappling to the nearest building.
Killed it dead, no regrets.
When you have too long of a conversation in the comments on ao3 it starts to look like this on mobile. We broke it lmao
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Yo! I'm Lira, she/her, LiraBuswavi on Ao3, and I'm just here to have a good time. The header is fanart I received for a fanfic I wrote! Check out @doodlesforfics, they're an amazing artist.
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