I still think about the time months ago I was advertised a book that was being marketed as a “queer horror retelling of Moby Dick” like. Girl. I don’t think you have any business “retelling” a story if you clearly don’t even know what the original story was about.
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Okay so I ecently used the men's room as an openly transmasc person for the first time
The line for the stalls was crazy long and not moving so I asked what was up- buddy next to me was like "someone's doing drugs in the back stall"
So I went (security guard mode) "?? Has someone checked on him? Is he concious and responsive??" Getting ready to bust in, right?
And the guy asked if I was a cop
So yeah I didn't get gender policed but I did get police gendered
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Saving the Spare
I was reading a couple time travel batfam fics and had this cool idea. Hope ya’ll enjoy!
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Thrown back in time before Damian joined the Wayne’s, he tried to make the most of it. Now Damian’s backstory was incredibly messed up, but this…
“Talia’s started cloning Damian already?!?!?”
The clone with blue eyes looked back in confusion, shock, and anger,
“I am not Damian’s clone, I am the other half of the Demon Twins, you— you— fruitcake!”
Oh.
Oh.
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"... And yeah, that's why me and B aren't talking at the moment" Dick finished, face pressed into the cafe table, one hand playing with his cup and the other gripping Tim's hand.
"Thanks for listening." He sighed out. "Also sorry for jumping you like that and ranting-"
"Hey, it's alright, sometimes you just gotta vent for a bit." Time voice was low, and if he wasn't sitting so close Dick wouldn't be able to hear him.
He gripped his hand tighter before letting out a small chuckle. "It helped." He muttered and then sat up.
"But we should probably get home-" dick froze, looking at the person sitting with him. Black hair, blue eyes, a comforting smile on his face.
At first glance anyone would think it's Tim, but there are traces of Jason and even bruce and-
"You're not-"
"Yeah, no idea who Tim is, I'm Danny....you're going to crush my hand"
Dick let go as if the hand burnt him and blushed brightly. Oh god, he has been ranting to a complete stranger for god knows how long, has he said anything about their double life-
"Calm down, I have no clue who you are and we are probably never meeting again after this, nothing bad bout talking your issues out and all"
Tim is going to laugh at him.
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If they’re not going to give Edwin a boyfriend in the form of one Charles Rowland then they need to let him be a slut. I’m so serious actually. Guy escaped hell, watched the love of his after life kiss someone else, and got strapped to a witches torture table all within the span of 24 hours. He deserves to have his ass eaten.
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there’s a lot of interesting stuff that can be made by examining the objectively scary stuff the robins face in a realistic light, but also? i really like the robins making trauma jokes. humor’s a coping mechanism that makes a lot of sense for them, given their previous role as the lighter side of batman. and, perhaps more importantly, i think it’s funny
Dick: did you just house an entire family-sized bag of chips? by yourself, in less than an hour?
Jason: as an orphan, i qualify as a family of one
Steph: but you died too, so that would make you a family of zero
Damian: multiple of us have died. it doesn’t make anyone special. i, however, am naturally special, on account of being heir to the batman
Steph: ah, heck. well, i’m no longer special, guess it’s time to fake my death and flee to africa
Dick: are you really heir to the batman, though, if bruce kicking it anytime soon would just put me in the cowl? which is a terrible job, by the way, to which nobody should brag about being heir?
Tim: hey, guys. has anyone seen my chips? i coulda sworn i…
Jason: [makes direct eye contact as he tips the bag up, funneling the bottom-bag chip crumbs into his mouth]
Jason: oh, sorry. did someone take something from you? steal it, perhaps?
Tim: [deep breath]
Tim: do you want guns batman. because this is how you get guns batman
Dick: [muttering] at least someone wants the job
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