Events Rich People Go To That Aren’t Galas Because Y’all Write As If The Waynes Are Going To Galas

reporter: we heard you had a soft spot for tigers, how do you feel about the fact that they're going extinct?

marvel: the day all tigers dies is the the day I'm gonna kill myself.

reporter:

marvel:

the JL concern:

Marvel: “What? It’s true.”

Flash: “But why??”

Supes: “Cap, surely you could find another favorite animal…?”

*silence*

Marvel: *disgust*

Supes: *looks ashamed and floats away*

Marvel: “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

Wondy: “Brother, you didn’t answer Flash’s question. Why would you kill yourself over tigers?”

Marvel: “Why wouldn’t I? They’re the bestest animal in the world.” *completely serious*

GL: “Yeah, but does being the bestest animal in the world really warrant that.”

*silence*

Marvel: *disgust again*

GL: *ashamed too*

Marvel: “Anyways… there’s also the fact one of my bestest friends is a tiger too. If they all went extinct, that would include him.”

Reporter: “You have a friend who’s tiger?”

Marvel: “Yes, his name is Tawky Tawny and he’s a gentleman.”

GL and Flash: “Wait, but I thought we were your best friends?”

Marvel: “You guys are. You’re my best human friends. Mary and Junior are my best family friends, and Tawny is my best non-human friend.”

GL and Flash: “Oh. Sweet!” *do little victory dance together*

Marvel: *looks back to the Reporter* “So yeah, if anything were to happen to tigers I would kill myself— actually no I wouldn’t.

Reporter: “Pardon-” *now thinks that everything he said earlier about kms-ing was a joke*

Marvel: “Yeah, no. I would probably die of grief, like an elephant.”

Reporter: “…Oh.”

Marvel: “I would also probably die of grief like an elephant if elephants were to die too. Scratch that, any animal besides wasps.”

Marvel proceeded to yap for like twenty minutes about which animals he’d die of grief over like an elephant for.

Welcome!

This is the account running Stephcass week 2024, and I’m Zel! The week will run from the 28th of October to the 3rd of November, using the prompts below. Feel free to do as few or as many prompt as you would like, and post the work on the day of the prompt.

Prompts!

Monday 28th: Rooftop tag/sparring

Tuesday 29th: Alternate universes

Wednesday 30th: Panel redraw/canon compliant

Thursday 31st: On the case/undercover

Friday 1st: Galas/wedding

Saturday 2nd: Civilians/Metas (superpowers)

Sunday 3rd: Childhood/monsters

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2. No irrelevant submissions: the piece has to be Stephcass centric

3. Do your best to submit things on the correct day (this won’t be strict though)

4. Tag @stephcassweek and #stephcass week tag on your post so that this account can reblog it. For fic, post the link here on tumblr with these tags.

5. Don’t bash anyone’s creation (goes w/o saying)

Look through the tags of #arts and #fic to see creations! I will also tag reblogs with the day number so you can look through! Reblog this post to spread word etc! Have fun and good luck!!!

Wait, there are boy Robins? Hm, sounds like diversity picks to me.

I LOVE imagining Mary in different styles of clothing!

Like, tomboy Mary, goth Mary, scene Mary, punk Mary, cottage core Mary, preppy Mary, UGH SHES JUST PERFECT FOR EVERYTHING

Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!

God, but Steph studying medicine isn't nearly talked about enough. Imagine her taking over Leslie's clinic after she retires (what? Is she gonna still be running the place when Damian's grown up). Bruce, who has always wanted one of his kids to go to college learns she is, and is studying the same subject his father did. Except not his kid, because he kinda blew that didn't he? But Steph has always had a standing invitation to any Wayne Gala's and now he always introduces her and mentions her degree and she gets to take time off patrols for her studies and he's always super interested in hearing her talk about it all-

And Steph finds it super weird that he's suddenly engaging with her more than he ever did.

After Captain Marvel’s revealed to be a 14 year old boy and once everyone’s gotten over it, the short jokes are gonna be endless.

Cause they go from straining their necks looking up at this over 8ft tall dude to having to look down at this scrawny short kid.

So yeah, Billy’s never gonna escape the short jokes cause that kid isn’t growing up to be taller than 5’11, and 5’11 is at BEST.

WIP Game!

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

Saw @wolfsbanesparks’s post about this and decided I may as well put all my google docs full of unfinished fics to use!

Word: HEART

H: Hal raised his hand and let his ring scan the image for a moment, but the ring couldn’t translate it. “Well, whatever language it is, it’s either a dead one or one that is isolated enough that the Green Lantern Corps doesn’t have any data on it.” He stated with a shrug. (From unnamed Billy Batson-centric fic)

E: Everything faded into the distance as her mind went blank. She could barely feel the rain that usually calmed her, that was supposed to calm her.

Her father was in Gotham.

Her father was in Gotham.

Her father. (From ‘A Childhood Defined By Violence’)

A: And when she wrapped herself in that blanket, it felt like it could shield her from the oppressive fluorescent lights that were nowhere near Duke’s warm glow, the looks people gave her that projected worry-annoyance-disgust-worry-worry that greatly contrasted the love-enjoyment-happy-curious-happy look in Damian whenever he was around animals. (From ‘A Childhood Defined By Violence’)

R: Relief flooded through Billy’s body. The fact that they thought he was just turned into a kid meant Billy could just go along with it and not technically lie. Though the relief faded away as he quickly remembered he couldn’t transform back. (From the unnamed Billy Batson-centric fic)

T: The urge to break-destroy-hurt-break-sob-break-break washing over her body as pure panic started to force her mindset into what she was raised to do.

To be violent. (From unnamed whumptober fic)

I haven’t actually got any released fics yet, so don’t expect any of these to come out for a long time (except the whumptover ones, but I dunno if I’ll have those done in time anyway.)

I don’t really know anyone who hasn’t already done this game, but if you haven’t done this yet and want to try or maybe you want to do it again;

Your word is: HANDY

Isn't it funny how every fandom revolving around the most horrifying and angst ridden concepts and themes have the cutest fan art of them just being happy for once and every fandom revolving around the most heartwarming and soft themes have that one corner that's filled with people obsessed with the miniscule amount of angst they can get their hands on , I love it, they just make it a different genre so it can be all incompassing

He's so sillyyy