leverage-ot3 · 2 years ago
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the found family trope is inherently queer and you can’t change my mind
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ginsays · 2 years ago
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a smattering of modern au coparenting chengyao doodles from last year. could be good. could be fun
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"distant relative" i assume you are referring to my father?
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triviallytrue · 1 year ago
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crazy how much of the last month and a half has just been a textbook explanation of how blood and soil ethnonationalism gets people to support atrocities
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flamingpudding · 1 year ago
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Fictober23 Prompt: 31 - "It's not your fault."
Fandom: DPxDC
Rating: T
Warnings: -
A/N: Based on the setting created through Prompt 14 and its Reblogs. Not necessarily to read beforehand but it might give a little context. I tried to go with a more Halloween themed short story hope that worked out.
"Damian this mission has the highest priority any mission or case ever had before." Dick was clutching a glaring Damians shoulders who was now raising an eyebrow like his elder brother had lost his mind.
"Richard, this is ridiculous." He commented, crossing his arms.
"I am serious Dami, we can not fail with this." The elder stressed more. If it were any other situation than this then Damian might have taken Dick more seriously but as it was. His elder brother was pleading with him, dressed in a ridiculous Vampire outfit after having forced Damian into an outfit that was clearly a mockery towards his old league gear. It was a simple ninja costume Dick was making him wear.
"Please Dami! You don't want to get black listed for a month like Bruce or Tim, right? Jason is going to do this if we ruin their first Halloween in Gotham!" The younger's eyes narrowed.
"Do not place me on the same level as Drake. I will not lose any rights towards my nieces and nephews like he did." He huffed as he looked away stubbornly from his elder brother. Damian was not foolish enough to repeat the same mistakes some members of his family have made. He was not going to let his nephews even touch coffee or any caffeinated drink in the first place.
Besides the incident with Jasmine and their father was a whole different matter. It was their fathers own fault for unconsciously challenging his niece and disregarding her talent in analyzing one's mindset, Todd had mentioned once.
"I just want to make sure! Jason has become so protective of the kids and I do not want to lose favorit uncle's privileges!" Damian's eye twitched as he shoved away his elder brother with his hand placed in the other's face. "You must be delusional Richard. I seem to remember that I was the favorite uncle of the twins."
Before Dick could counter Damian the front door opened and the two saw Jason enter the manor with the crime twins on either side of him and the toddler in his arms. The second eldest raised an eyebrow at them before glancing down towards the twins.
"Hey Little Wing, right on time! Where is Jazz?" Dick greeted them cheerfully, bending down a little to wave at Ellie that was blowing a raspberry in his direction. He was probably imaging it but it looked like the little girl was glaring at him.
"Already dropped her off with her school friends, I will pick her up tomorrow afternoon. It's her sibling free day, remember?" Jason only raised an eyebrow also noting the frown the twins were sporting at seeing Dick.
Dick nodded, turning towards the twins. Did he imagine it or did one of the boy's whisper fruitloop to the other. "Ready for your first Trick or Treat in Gotham? We gotta collect all the candy for you two that we can!"
"Sure." Dick was hoping for more enthusiasm from the boy's but maybe that would come once they got their first candies bagged. "You two look interesting, what are you going as?"
"Frankenstein." The two answered simultaneously before glaring at each other and Dick sweatdropped. One of the boy's was dressed like a mad scientist with a white coat and welding goggles strapped to his head as well as some broken medical equipment clearly made visible. The other boy looked more like a monster with ripped clothing, fake bolds glued to his neck and drawn stitches all over his visible skin that was coloured slightly greenish.
"Wow you both did a good job! The monster looks just like in the movies." Dick tried in hopes
"I see. So Daniel is Doctor Frankenstein while Dante is Frankenstein's monster." The twins looked up towards Damian, the glare lost for a moment before they turned on each other again.
"See Uncle Dick said it! When someone says Frankenstein they think of the Monster, twerp!"
"Nuhu! Uncle Damian got it! He knew I was the Doctor and not the monster!"
"And Jazz just got them to stop arguing about that shit." Jason muttered with a glare towards Dick before the twins could devolve any further into their argument Jason stepped towards the side where Alfred had appeared and was heading over the now bubbling little girl that was making grabby hand towards the butler. He then turned towards the boys.
"Okay you two. Remember today's rules." He clapped his hand for more effect and to get the two to look at him. Which sort of worked as they still gave each other side eyed glares but nodded regardless. "Good and remember no crimes today, enjoy your fun and do not stuff yourself with candies."
"Okay Dad." The twins answered in sync before Jason literally pushed them towards Dick and Damian and out the Manors front door. They were the ones taking the twins out for a Trick or Treat run as their first Halloween in Gotham. Jason was going to hang back with Alfred to take care of Ellie.
Dick had volunteered doing this for his brother a couple weeks before Jason had wondered what he was going to do with the kids for Halloween. Dick had also instantly volunteered Damian for it two. Their youngest brother wasn't that much older than the twins yet and they surely would feel more comfortable with two known family members around.
An hour in and Dick was moments away from admitting that he made a grave mistake.
"Dami! Have you seen Danny?!" Jason was going to murder them if they lost one of his kids. So Dick was rightfully slightly panicked. He had taken his eyes of the boy for only a moment to check something on his phone.
"You have lost Daniel?" The youngest Wayne looked miffed at him and had a slight glare before though Dick noticed something else in his eyes too. "Damian, where is Dan?"
The younger clicked his tongue and Dick paled slightly. Okay no big deal, they temporarily lost the crime twin. He had found and followed Danny before, surely he would be able to find the boy in the crowd of disguised children too. Danny went with a mad scientist costume. How many of them were running around? It would be more difficult to find Dan, he had spotted a couple of different Frankensteins already.
"Jason is going to blacklist us, isn't he?" Dick muttered his eyes wandering over every child he could see going from door to door for candies. Damian doing the same even watching other adults and parents in case one of them had the idea to snatch his nephews from them.
"It won't be as bad as Drake and father." Damian commented as a form of consolation to his elder brother but knew it probably would. Jason blacklisted Tim from watching the kids for the caffeine incident for a month and their father was still blacklisted until Jazz felt like talking to the man again, the twins in solidarity to their sister doing the same.
"Should we split up? But what if they are looking for us? Oh good what if one of the rogues snatched them up? Or worse, some leftover guys from that damned organization?" From the corner of his eyes Damian saw how his elder brother was getting worked up and even though he wasn't showing it, he too was worried. This certainly was not how they had hoped the boy's first Halloween with them would go.
In a decorative street tree on the side of the path Dick and Damian were on sat two boy's one munching on a licorice stick while the other was nibbling on chocolate. Both were invisible just in case their uncle decided to look up.
"Fake blood next?" Danny asked as he watched Dick starting to pace.
"Not yet. Did Dad mention anything about the firecrackers?" Dan asked in return as he bite of another piece of his licorice stick.
"Not that I remember, tho Jazz said to go easy on Uncle Dick." Danny hummed tilting his head slightly with a frown. "But he lost that privilege looking like the fruitloop. You got one of Dad's fake guns right?"
"Why? Didn't you say you wanted to 'fake' stab yourself with the broken syringe?" Dan raised an eyebrow as Danny gave him a feral grin. "You recovered your shape shifting power, right?"
Dan returned the feral grin with one of his own understanding what kind of prank Danny was hinting at. "For once, I like the way you're thinking, twerp."
"Would you stop calling me that! We are the same age now!" Danny pouted as he stuffed the last of his chocolate in his mouth and prepared to jump off the tree.
"Never!" Dan quickly answered with a laugh as he took the lead and jumped off the tree and disappeared into the crowds first as he let go of his invisibility. Danny quickly followed doing the same. They had after all a lot more pranks planned to play on their uncles.
The evening ended with Dick and Damian making their way into the Manor through the bat cave entrance so that they could get to the Medbay before Jason saw the twins. Both looked rather disheveled and like they had gotten dragged through mud. What they didn't expect was Jason, being in the cave and looking at them with raised eyebrows. Dick was holding Dan who was literally growling as Dick was pressing a bundle of tissues against the boy's nose. There was a ripped strip of his vampire costume tied around Dan's arm, a line of dried 'blood' going down the arm.
Damian was holding Danny. The boy looked dizzy, holding his head with one hand while he whined about everything being to bright, the goggles of his costume were cracked and the white coat now had red 'blood' strains, the shirt he was wearing also appeared to be soaked in 'blood' and there was a tried spot of blood below Danny's nose like he also had had a nose bleed like his twin.
"What happened?" Jason's tone sounded neutral and Dick laughed nervously.
"It looks worse than it is…" He tried to salvage, maybe they could still save their nephew watching privileges.
"Really?"
"It's Richard's fault. He lost sight of Danny first." Dicks head whipped around towards Damian who just decided to throw him under the bus. A look of betrayal crossed the eldest face at the narrowed stare Damian was giving him. "The situation spiraled from there."
"No wait! Damian lost Dan! It's not just my fault!" He tried to defend himself as Jason's eyes narrowed on him. But before he could come up with any more reasons why it was not just his fault and that they should not lose any of their uncle privileges because of that…
…Jason started laughing, wheezing out a "It's not your fault."
Confused Dick blinked before Dan jumped out of his hands the same time Danny jumped out of Damians. Suddenly the kids appeared like nothing was wrong as they rushed over towards Jason. Hadn't Danny been dizzy until now? And Dan had complained and growled at him about a headache?
He glanced at Damian who was watching the twins with narrowed eyes.
"Well looks like you two had a lot of fun." They watched how Jason patted the twins' heads grinning at them as the boy's sported proud looks, like they were pleased with themselves. "Your Auntie Babs is making a highlight reveal for the entire family later. Till then go wash up and bug one of your other uncles or aunts."
"Can I go bug Uncle Tim! I got an new invention idea when Uncle Dick got chased by the dogs!"
"I want to find Aunt Harper."
"Sure both should be in the Manor by now. Just wash up first." With the boy's sent away it left the two adults and teen in the batcave. One of them gabbing like fish, the other glaring with narrowed eyes and the last of them still chuckling.
"Todd." Damian hissed and Dick knew that tone. Damian was promising revenge on Jason.
"Light up brat. The twins needed an outlet and Jazz suggested they could pull some pranks today, I just told them that with you two they could go all out."
Dick wasn't sure if he should feel relieved or be slightly mad at his brother for that but eventually he decided to go with relief. "So we are not losing uncle privileges, good."
"You two are still getting blacklisted for two weeks."
"WHAT?"
"I demand a reason."
"You tried taking them with you on patrol and you gave them blade training. They are six."
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crimeronan · 3 months ago
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remembering when i was in fundie christian school and at lunch my teacher would play focus on the family (yes, THAT focus on the family) kid-friendly radio shows. once the storyline was about a boy who wished his sister didn't exist anymore and then he got his wish but he found out he would have to unload the dishwasher if she wasn't real. and then he wanted his sister back. to do chores for him. i can't remember if there was anything in there about missing his sister because, like, he cared about her as a person or whatever.
i was typing this out as a funny anecdote about just how incapable the focus on the family organization is of conceptualizing real human love but as i did i realized there ARE some..... troubling.... gender things. happening here.
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kittykatninja321 · 7 months ago
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I went “I’m not into this but let’s hear them out” on one too many omegaverse fics and now I have thoughts and opinions and headcanons and shit. Horrifying. Please be careful it could happen to you
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explainslowly · 2 years ago
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When I get sad about the spn finale, at least I can think on how Kripke ended his run with his stupid little Dean Winchester lavender marriage nuclear family suburbia shit show only for Sera Gamble to then spend a season systemically disassembling it in such a thorough and nightmarish way nobody else had ever attempted it again
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katarinas-redemption · 5 months ago
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In Loving Memory of Clark Middleton.
S2E12
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kaiasky · 3 months ago
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Ok so for my part I think that the UNRWA is a really good organization. But this post is aimed to be applicable if you think GoFundMe's are currently the best/only way to help the people living in Gaza:
It seems like frequently one big response to concerns like "some of these seem like scams" is outright hostility, appeals to authority (we have scam lists and verified lists, it's safe), and looking for ways to explain away tells of a potential scam.
like i understand that of course this is very emotionally charged. And some posts aren't especially diplomatic--'most gfms have the potential to be scams, donate to aid orgs instead' is very close to sounding like 'you're an idiot who fell for a scam, and also FUCK your family/friend trying to escape gaza'. and certainly there is a balance between carelessness and being so careful nothing happens.
With that said, it seems like the response to someone saying "a lot of these gofundmes seem suspicious and are likely stealing money that is intended to go to Palestinians", should be:
"thats really really fucked up if true. let's work together to audit this shit and figure out how big the scam problem is and take steps to mitigate it. e.g. by being very clear about what we mean by 'i can vouch for ___' (and the different scales of that from 'this is my fucking aunt' to 'the photos check out') and foregrounding who various intermediaries are, what their role is, and how they will be held accountable"
Which like--everybody accepts that there are some gaza scams, since scam lists get shared around with "verified" lists. We also know that scammers change and adapt their scams over time. if someone is offering evidence that some verified lists contain scammers, and you value gofundmes/verification lists and want them to continue being useful, that's something to take very seriously!
if a fundraiser you know to be real is setting off scam flags for someone, you don't need to get mad! Part of making this sort of grassroots circle of trust thing work is, ironically, a certain level of skepticism and distrust. If you know something is real, great! Provide info to explain exactly how and why you trust its veracity! If you're in contact with the creator or beneficiary, have them provide additional information. And if you find out something you previously thought was legit is a scam, learn from that and spot other scammers trying the same tactic.
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year2000electronics · 1 month ago
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Hey sorry about that person hounding you about your trolls fics. Funny enough I followed you during your trolls era loved all your stuff then got disillusioned with trolls unfollowed you then found you again when scrolling through the gravity falls tag. Even if you move on to another fandom I think I’ll stick around since you are very creative and your ideas are always interesting!
HEY ITS OK. these things happen sometimes. anyways this is us anon (platonically)
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zazikels · 3 months ago
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So tired of this biased green propaganda maesters lied nonsense. GRRM wrote Fire & Blood and if he wanted the dance to happen any other fucking way he would've written that it happened that way. There are obvious "probably not true" anecdotes within this book but that's not an excuse for condom and hiss to do whatever the fuck they want and write utter nonsense fanfic because whatever is in Fire & Blood is in the book the way it is because that's how the author wrote it. There are liberties one can take and things that can be expanded because Fire & Blood allows it but its not an excuse to bastardise every fucking character and outright erase others from existence like Nettles because you wanna write your own brainless rha*nyra fanfic. Condal, Hess, you can't fucking hide behind your "pRoPaGanDa" excuse forever. Your show is an unfaithful and shitty adaptation and you don't even have narrative consistency within the boundaries of the asinine million dollar fanfic you have produced.
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billdenbrough · 1 year ago
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i love starmora so much like their gradual shift across gotg vol. 3 absolutely decimated me lol
like. “you know, i’m still not who you want me to be” “oh, i know. but who you are ain’t so bad.” the way she smiles at him??????? followed by (once she’s stepped past him, a moment of hesitation, this inch of themselves they can let be real offerings without having to be completely bare) “i bet we were fun” and his little “like you wouldn’t believe” i am ruined!!!!!!!!
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gryficowa · 28 days ago
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Boycott!
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Yes, I struggle with my mind not to listen to music from the blacklist, because unfortunately, there are songs that I have an attachment to… And my ASD mind loves to repeat the same song for hours… Eh… It's just a struggle with my mind
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Now that I have your attention:
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clouvu · 2 years ago
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Little man has finally come home 🙏
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y-rhywbeth2 · 6 months ago
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Something that's been bugging me about an inconsistency between some of the stuff Sceleritas says about how Durge was born (plus what they say):
"Bhaal became impotent two hundred years ago, before the time of Sarevok... I don't even know how I was conceived." - Durge
"My simpering lordling, you failed the entrance exam your august Father shed his very seed to prepare you for." - Sceleritas
"Bhaal gave out all of his seed long ago, in the time of Sarevok. You were not conceived. Bhaal sculpted you from a drop of his own gore." - Sceleritas
"This door will open only for one grafted from Bhaalian seed." - Sceleritas, referring to Durge with that description
"I was sculpted from a slice of Bhaal's own dead flesh. I have no birthday." - Durge
*Each piece of the body Bhaal sculpted is sacred. Waste it not. Cherish it. Savour it.* - The Urge/Bhaal
Consistency would be nice. I mean I suppose shedding "seed" to create the duel between Orin and Durge could refer to Sarevok (which doesn't work because Plan A (Bhaalspawn Crisis) hadn't failed yet so there was no need for Plan B (Durge)) but otherwise:
Assuming that Durge isn't being lied to, which they likely aren't because then they'd need to have been conceived prior to 1359 DR as a regular Bhaalspawn, and that clearly doesn't work because Durge can be a dragonborn and those didn't exist on Toril back then at all and that rules that out -
What, did Bhaal carve off a chunk of his own flesh and fornicate with it to produce a child with himself?
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...Oh no.
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It must be just the writers not communicating! Everything. Is. Fine. (...and that is most likely the actual answer, I suspect... but those lore inconsistencies now exist in BG3 canon to annoy me and Bhaal would.)
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