seeing a bad take on stephanie brown and realizing i gotta assemble the avengers: the spoiler rebloggers. the batgirl defence legion. the think piece warriors. the robin correctors. the steph scholars
On a lighthearted note:
Billy beatboxing at Ebenezer Batson’s funeral. No speech, just a silent room with Billy beatboxing next to Ebenezer’s coffin.
It's still sinking in that The Owl House was about a girl running away to a fantasy world, all because of the ripple effects of losing her father at an unfairly young age — only to eventually learn that the fantasy world itself was made of the bones, and the flesh, of a loving father who'd protected his child with one of his final actions, before dying and giving life to that fantasy world. And eventually, in his truly final action, even giving life to Luz herself. Luz ran away to the Boiling Isles, all because of a single book that her dad gave her — and unknowingly, she spent every day walking over ground that embodied parental loss. A world that was born from a parent's death, a parent who had to leave their child far too soon — and not just any child, but Luz's own new best friend, in all of this new magical world. And King and Luz were only ever brought together because of their fathers' deaths — before they even realized they had anything in common to grieve. Before they realized a reminder of that grief had been beneath their feet this whole time.
But, at the end of the day... their fathers both gave them parting gifts. Their fathers both gave them the key to come of age in a world full of people who'd care about them — maybe not the only world where they could've been happy, but a world they wouldn't want to imagine missing. Their fathers gave them the chance to meet each other. To understand each other. And, ultimately, to heal and grow up together. Until the ground beneath their feet stops feeling so heavy, like grief — and starts feeling lighter again, like a gift, and a happy memory.
Because we’re talking about war games I just have to mention how fucking insane it is that after running herself ragged trying to get help, after hours being demeaned and cut into, after hours of brutal torture at the hands of a terrifying sadist, after breaking free and fighting back only to get shot, after bleeding out on the floor at the bottom of the staircase her limp body was kicked down, after all that Steph got up and she dragged herself away and she got onto a rooftop.
How unimaginably strong she was. How insane that she should have bled out there, that she should have collapsed and not gotten back up. How strong Steph was, that after all that, she had enough willpower to do anything at all. She had enough strength to drag herself forward.
Because that’s what Steph does. She gets up. Despite every indication she shouldn’t be able to, she got up. And then after all that she somehow still forced herself to have enough strength to try to explain herself, to try to explain that she just wanted to help.
Stephanie: You know what? When you think about it…. Tim just dipping and randomly popping up with another blonde was fucked up. I deserve better than that shit man.
Cassandra: Yeah, me personally, I could never do that to someone I love… you deserve someone that would never do that to you
Cassandra internally: please take the hint please take the hint please take the fucking hint
why would you ever outsource fun to chatgpt? are you stupid? you can make mediocre shit by yourself too.
VOTE CASS GUYS!
She was completely mute and didn’t understand any type of language (spoken or otherwise) for the first 17 years of her life! She has extreme dyslexia and a whole bunch of mental shit going on as all the Bats do!!!!
She also has autistic traits!!
Jesus Christ you guys really did overpower me while I was gone
I am scared of how dead focused some of you are on booping!!
I have to get off tumblr and I know when I come back tonight I’ll be drowning in boops!!!
So, there’s this idea that Captain Marvel is the idealized form of Billy Batson, right? Like, the version of himself he aspires to be. The hero he wants to become. The face he wants the world to see-- strong, bright, safe, inspiring.
And, well… Captain Marvel looks a lot like C.C. Batson. His father. That’s Billy’s hero. That’s the face that makes him believe in good. The smile that gives him hope and faith in his dreams. With a few traces of his mom, like her eyelashes, her ears, nose
But… that can change. Right?
Billy’s going to meet new people. He’s going to have new heroes in his life. New people to look up to. New versions of “who I want to be like.”
So one day, Marvel looks like a perfect blend of C.C. and Marilyn. And then, after a particularly emotional moment with John Constantine, he shows up at the Watchtower… with a different jawline.
His bone structure is slightly off. You wouldn’t notice unless you were really paying attention. But Bruce was. Bruce always is. He doesn’t say anything, just quietly writes it down with some suspicion of a possible shapeshifter.
And then, boom-- WHERE THE HELL ARE MARVEL’S DIMPLES?! They’re gone. Just gone. When he smiles, it’s a completely different smile. No dimples. There’s… are those canines? Slightly unhuman teeth and-- wait, Is that SUPERMAN’S smile? A perfect, radiant replica??
The next day, the dimples are back. Because Marvel caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and he missed them. Not consciously. He didn’t even realize it. But they’re back anyway.
It all happens unconsciously. And it changes from time to time.
One day he’s got feline eyes and sharp little teeth, a goofy yet oddly charming (and a little predatory) grin. That’s Tawky Tawny’s influence.
Another day, his eyes aren’t blue anymore, they’re green. Sharp. Focused. But also warm. You feel seen, and still, oddly… safe. (Catwoman likes Cap. She’s been nice to him ever since he introduced her to Tawny.)
Then-- No freaking way he’s BLONDE. (Thanks, Constantine.)
One day, his eyes are still blue, but now they’re icy. Almost crystal. Batman nearly has a heart attack because it’s his father’s eyes. His father’s eyebrows too. (Billy was just really happy with Bruce Waynbe since he donated a massive bunch of money to Fawcett’s homeless shelters.)
And then.. pointy ears. A different nose. (Kon.)
J’onn shares his special cookies with him one afternoon and now Marvel’s got a little green tint in his cheeks instead of red.
He never hides it. If someone asks, he just shrugs and goes, “Oh yeah, my features kinda shift based on people I admire? I guess. I don’t really notice until you guys point it out. I can’t control it.”
A lot of people think his tall, muscular body comes from Superman. But nope. It’s from Diana.
Billy sees her: tall, powerful, graceful, hair always a little wild but somehow perfect. Elegant. Commanding. He thinks she’s incredible. So he becomes tall, powerful, elegant. Hair that never moves out of place (but still has a charmingly messy style). All that’s missing is a little more confidence and posture.
And Flash? Flash nearly dies of happiness when Marvel shows up one day— with his awkward little half-smile.
Reblog for greater sample size.
She/HerAutistic, queer, and (according to all the unfinished fics in my docs) an aspiring fanfic author!
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