#it’s just general vibes I get from characters and such aaaa

[thelittlepetfan]

Can you do human au headcannon of bob the builder please

Sure here are my "Can do crew" headcanons (just in general but some are humanised based lmao-)

Still WIP apologises these are all just nonsensical rambles~

Also most i got for designs are ones i made in picrew and just one of them is still very much a wip aaaa-

[Have "Keep Reading" option just so my blog ain't clogged up by long post sorry lmao]

Scoop:

~ 24 ~

~ 2nd April ~

~ 167cm [5'4ft] ~

~ Any ~

~ Questioning ~

Mature and serious most times

Probably the smartest of the crew but still has their moments lmao

Possibly adopted by Bob at a young age, before “Can Do Crew” even became a thing-

The one who gets constantly 'pranked' on (it’s just the silliest of things like them muttering gibberish to his earpiece)

Can come off as very bossy which some of the others find bothersome

Only acts really strict because he hates to be a disappointment

Perfectionist to the core

If anything goes wrong she can get worked up over it for a while and needs breaks to calm down

But always down to have fun when there isn’t any work to be done or on break

They are kind though I swear they aren’t just a bossy meanie head lmao-

Learnt about different identities from their friends and has since been questioning theirs [friends help them with that ofc] all they know is that they ain't cis lmao-

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Muck:

~ 23 ~

~ 27th October ~

~ 171cm [5’6ft] ~

~ Any except He/Him ~

~ Trans MTF Lesbian ~

Very loud and energetic

Likes to goof around but does ofc take her job seriously

Absolute outdoors daytime person WOO-

Has most definitely tried eating mud once in their life tbh

Gender norms are lame they'll either wear the prettiest of dresses or the fanciest of suits depending on how they're feeling [even in general their outfits are either very feminine, masculine or just androgynous]

Just deodorant... constantly

Blunt with opinions

Sarcastic most of the times

Because she has nyctophobia [fear of dark] she [usually prefers to] go to sleep before the sun entirely sets otherwise needs really bright nightlights around

Loves movies by Dreamworks and always forces everyone to watch one one of them during their movie nights need to figure out everyone else aaa

------ Dizzy:

~ 22 ~

~ 22nd June ~

~ 141cm [4’6ft] ~

~ She/Her ~

~ Pansexual ~

Chaotic and sweet

Can never stay still

Always jamming to music especially with her headphones

Football is the best and has trophies for winning local games

She’ll kick the ball around when she needs to let some stress out since talking it out is kind of hard when you can’t find the right words to describe it

Definitely on record for engaging [sometimes starting] fights

Super protective of friends and will throw hands if anyone dares to do anything despite being short

Very encouraging and vocalises it (especially to Lofty lmao)

She picks up a lot of words/sayings from others

She prefers skirts, she likes to twirl in them :)

No matter what she's wearing she will rock out hardcore if there's an opportunity to do so

------ Roley:

~ 25 ~

~ 16th February ~

~ 167cm [5'4ft] ~

~ He/Him ~

~ Bisexual ~

Laid back usually

Aspiring Rockstar

Either humming tunes or full on singing

Also just begun learning to play the guitar

Loves animals but his favourites are birds [sort of an Ornithologist]

Will get excitable and loud if a certain topic intrigues him

Really clumsy

Like Muck, is also very honest with opinions

Says “Rock n Roll” or anything along those lines constantly and just greets people with that even those his meeting for the first time-

LOVES surprise parties; he always gets one for his birthday but is always clueless and gets overly excited about it every time-

Usually takes naps during the day because his busy at night researching different kinds of birds or writing out songs

Loves his friend bird and always uses him to find out any juicy details like the latest gossip around town lmao-

------ Lofty:

~ 23 ~

~ 15th August ~

~ 185cm [6’0ft] ~

~ He/Them ~

~ Aroace ~

Appears unsure most of the time but tries to does do their best

Very jumpy at any sudden noise/movement

Adopted by Wendy

Has Autism and Anxiety

Goes to daily therapy sessions

Some days are just nonverbal (always carry a notebook and pen in hand to write but everyone is patient with them ofc)

Painting helps them distress

Grew up sheltered (before being adopted)

Wears a charm necklace gifted by Wendy daily

Doesn't like Spud because of the constant 'pranks' and apologises and so rarely goes to the farm unless absolutely necessary

Never really wears any short sleeved shirts or shorts, it’s all long sleeves and long pants-

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Bonus dynamics between them all… most anyway;

Scoop and Lofty become official siblings when Bob and Wendy date/marry

Scoop and Muck are exes and do clash with one another but ofc are close friends

Scoop and Roley are dating (get into a silly squabble over who’s the taller one when they’re literally the same height lmao-)

Muck and Roley have a friendly rivalry and duel one another but it’s never really serious

Muck and Dizzy knew each other before being part of the crew (and thanks to Muck, Dizzy is part of it) and they’re not trusted alone together since it results in chaos they’re absolute besties

Dizzy and Roley geek out over music stuff in general like certain rockstars, buying the CDs of favourite band(s) and will attend gigs/concerts whenever possible

Dizzy and Lofty are in a Queerplatonic relationship (the only two in the crew who truly believe in Santa and that Bob helps him annually) (also she nicknames him “Softy” most of the time and soon he began calling her “Izzy”)

Lofty kind of struggles to keep up with Muck’s energetic persona but they are besties~

(Any unmentioned either just besties or I just need to think on a bit more hm-)

As mentioned they hold movie nights once or twice a week depending on everyone’s mood lmao-

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[can discuss everyone else in different post aaa]

But there we go woo~

Don’t know how to end this…if you got here thanks for reading and stay safe ya’ll~ 💖

[antwuzhere]

Do you have any tips for people trying to learn how to draw full bodies and just in general more character details :3? You've made some of my favorite animatics and I like learning tips from my favorite artists <3

Awwww thank you so much!!! <33

Sorry it’s taken so long to get round to this 😞😟 and you’re gonna have to bare with me cause it’s a lonnggg post lmao

How to: full bodies

OUGH I just realised I forgot the red in Scott’s hair…

you might have to zoom in cause the writing is barely legible aaaaaaa sorry

That’s like, my main ‘how to’ when it comes to full body characters,

Art Tips I’ve learnt and love;

• I find it easier to sketch very shape based, I like to start with everything really squareish (?) And build on top of that. Cylinder limbs etc

• Tutorials and references are your friend! It doesn’t matter what ‘level of artist’ you are they are always handy, especially when trying new things or poses

• I actually forget about it a lot lmao, but variety in line-weight can make your art look really visually pleasing!

• it’s okay to have art block, or not have every single drawing you make be your very best.

Not every piece has to be a masterpiece, it just has to make you happy ! <3

• don’t be afraid to experiment with your style! Make wacky choices! There’s no rules to art!!! :p

•have fun with it!!

Character details :

I found these old drawings where I kinda explained the why behind their outfits and accessories so this might help

(I don’t think I’ve ever even shared these aaaa, the first one’s supposed to be a superhero au for wildlife)

The thought process is basically; what does this character like, what have the gone through, how do they behave, and how can I represent that as wearable objects?

So my art of pearlescentmoon often has moons stitched into her clothes

Or I usually draw Scott with a canary feather on a necklace because flower husbands! (because jimmys associated with canary’s in the fandom)

But also, not every choice has to have a reason, I give Scott blue trainers to match his hair cause it’s pretty, I give lizzie space buns cause they are cute, sometimes it’s just about the vibe yknow lmaoo

BONUS :

I thought, since I don’t often post speedpaints, I tried to find some where I’m focusing on the bodies and not just the faces, and make a lil compilation of them, to idk give a kind of idea of the behind the scenes, in case this helps :p

Also featuring; yet to be seen art and designs

And a shirtless guy. Sorry about that. It’s for ‘anatomy practice’ trust

You can see that if I’m drawring multiple characters I’ll usually duplicate them, and draw on top of (but not copy so they don’t have the same features) them so I don’t mess up the size proportions.

I actually really struggle drawring two people next to eachother, and not making one being look like they’re further fowards, especially if they’re different heights, so that’s my small little hack :p

Hope this helps somehow <333

[crystallizsch]

[💜|| Yuusha Tala (she/they) ━━━━━━━━━━━━✦

(slightly not canon-compliant / set in an AU where everyone is 18+ like a university)

Forcibly brought to Night Raven College by the black carriage for unknown reasons. She is enrolled as a student with a feline monster named Grim as her “familiar” — her magical half to compensate for her own lack of magical ability — and is appointed the “beastmaster” and the prefect of Ramshackle dorm.

Dorm: Ramshackle Grade: Freshman (First-year) Class: Class A (No. 9) Birthday: July 22 (Cancer) Age: 18 Height: 5'8 ft / 172 cm Dominant Hand: Right Homeland: Modern Earth Club: None Best Subject: Music Hobbies: Sketching Pet Peeves: Making contact with anything filthy Favorite Food: Anything with noodles Least Favorite Food: Soft drinks Talent: Playing instruments

Yuusha Tala is the witty and sarcastic prefect of Ramshackle who tends to be open and blunt with people depending on the situation (this bluntness sometimes lands her in trouble). Sometimes her confident facade fails her because, for the most part, the way she presents herself is an attempt to exaggerate herself in order to make herself seem more outgoing. In any case, the prefect still doesn’t fail to be also headstrong and stubborn, refusing to let others step all over her.

[💜|| Quick Notes ━━━━━━━━━━━━✦

I made Grim more cat-like in this yuuniverse just for fun :3

Has the same birthday as me aaaa

Like I said, this is also set in an AU where NRC is more like a university so that everyone is at least 18. So like:

First-years -> 18 Second-years -> 19 Third-years -> 20 Fourth-years -> 21 Leona -> 22

This ask lives in my head rent-free whenever I think about Yuusha's backstory and personality, so at this point, I just have her twisted from Frozen characters (mainly Elsa) when I hadn't initially intended for her to be so.

Another ask rambling about an overblot yuu + bits of her pre-twst.

[💜|| Random Facts ━━━━━━━━━━━━✦

💜 For the DND nerds: Yuusha has a high charisma stat who manages to roll consistently low and nat 1s. (For everyone else: Yuusha is a girlfailure whose social interactions fail her despite her confident attempts.)

💜 Can be very affectionate with people whenever she starts to vibe with them. And she tends to unashamedly throw around “I love you” a lot to those she genuinely cares a lot about to the point where it sounds disingenuous even though she does mean it earnestly.

💜 Caffeine addict™ and refuses to sleep unless necessary due to her nature as a workaholic. Yuusha knows that she becomes a very heavy sleeper and that she can be hard to wake up.

💜 Yuusha has an affinity for playing instruments. While she has her specialties in certain instruments, generally she can work pretty much any instrument she can get her hands on (and despite whether or not it can be considered a “normal” instrument).

💜 Her memory is abysmal when it comes to small things so she makes little notes in different ways to remind herself of things. But for some reason when it comes to sketching, suddenly her memory is picture-perfect.

💜 Started to work part-time in Mostro Lounge after Azul's overblot, admittedly a desperate choice to earn some income.

💜 After the Scarabia episode, Yuu often gets her extra food from Scarabia as long as she helps to cook (and is totally not an excuse to hang out with the Scarabia duo).

💜 Yuusha gets anxious and restless during dark mirror ceremonies. They remind her of orientation which was really not the best memory for her. She often has to go outside to catch a breath.

💜 She generally remembers bits and pieces of her past life when certain things cause her to remember them. She still feels extremely homesick despite the hazy memories. The one thing she cannot remember is the very moment she got taken by the black carriage, and has some fear of heights and being in deep water in relation to it.

-> art masterlist -> relationship dynamics (tba) -> extended lore (tba)

[merakiui]

Hi! This is my first time asking someone in Tumblr, so I don't know if this is the right place to ask or is this a place to make a request only?

But I have a question regarding tips on writing fanfic or the twisted wonderland character in general.

1) How do you write the characters personality in the fic? Do you have to do a lot of analysis characters before writing it?

2) How can you describe the moments and the vibes especially the creepy and angsty moments so well? It is as if you're in the story yourself!

3) How can you get such a good and unique ideas?

4) I love your fics! It's so amazing that I've always check up your ramblings to see new stuff! Also, you're so funny it's cute

Hi hiii!! :D this is the right place to ask all things! Thank you for your questions! I love rambling about writing, so I'm happy you're curious.

1.) I often study their canon habits and interactions to see how well that translates into yandere. In twst's context, there's a lot of potential (considering many of the cast are inspired from villains and the storylines have gotten dark on plenty of occasions). I also just enjoy analyzing characters!!!! It's so fun to look at them individually but also the dynamics and connections shared between other characters as well as their backstories and motivations. If it's a character I haven't written much of before, I'll do more research and analysis beforehand. When it comes to book 7, I've held off on spoiling myself as best as I can and diving into the plot because I want to be surprised when it comes to English. orz which is why I've yet to write anything in-depth for Silver, Lilia, and Sebek.

2.) Aaaa I'm glad it feels immersive! I look at it objectively and try to imagine what someone might do in a certain situation. It varies by character and personality, but then it's also fun to consider the various ways in which paranoia or anger or angst can take someone. I've felt raw, paralyzing fear before in the past, so sometimes I draw from my own experiences when writing those sorts of strong, all-consuming emotions! I also think the setting can help add to the overall atmosphere and feeling in a story. Using the weather to reflect emotions in characters, using the scenery to juxtapose something horrible with something happy, using the allure of various settings to add to the romance or heartbreak, etc etc. There are so many elements to a story that can be played with to get the desired emotional effect!!!

3.) I think it's just in my nature to tell stories. I adore writing and coming up with new ideas. >w< I'm always looking at things through a creative lens hehe. Most of my ideas are the product of my thinking too much or considering a simple subject in a complex light. I like being able to add unexpected twists to the plot.

4.) THANK YOUUUUU!!!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ I'm immensely flattered you would tune into my ramblings. And thank you for thinking I'm funny! This is arguably the highest compliment anyone can bestow upon me. I greatly enjoy being a court jester and making others laugh or smile. (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[chibishortdeath]

I did a little bit of background practice yesterday. I usually forget that I could be drawing scenery and stuff so I’m kinda rough at it. It took like three tries to get the results of that first picture (second picture was one of those tries, and I’m not even showing the other one it was really bad 💀💀💀)

Also just throwing in some other doodles cause yeah :3. Simon. Some of these are from the same page and some of these are ones I think I forgot to post a bit ago so if there’s repeats then eh whatever lol. Explanations under a cut :)

This is pretty much just a study of a photo of a graveyard I ran into on Pinterest. Liminal spaces are very nice for finding background references because you can be sure no one is gonna be in them and they have the weird vibe that The Guy™️ should be in. But holy HELL trees are HARD. Like obviously I know what a tree looks like but the second I have to draw branches trees suddenly do not make sense anymore 💀

Another liminal space, this one was a path with the sky completely blacked out. I tried putting Simon into it but he kinda ended up a little muddled and too small augh. I’m also not very great at combining people and backgrounds so uh yeah. This one was also a much faster doodle just trying to warm up for the first one. But eh it’s cool idk. I need to put him in more liminal spaces or like try to draw the Simon’s Quest areas in 3D eventually.

Small practice comic! There’s no words, Simon just kinda walks a bit and passes out. I was gonna have more things happen but I didn’t have the room for it and decided to just leave it as a little practical piece. He’s probably gonna get up in a little bit and freak out about how much time he wasted.

Just a Simon head :3. His hair is fun to draw! I usually end up simplifying things as like a little uh polygonal… I think that’s the word… When drawing skulls, I usually go for octagons instead of circles because that’s much easier, but that ends up bleeding into how I draw hair making it kinda spikey and pointy in some spots on the top. I feel like I draw pretty inconsistently, but he’s very pretty and fun to draw regardless of how he ends up :3

This is some weird ass fan art of two things that aren’t related at all lmao. Sometimes you gotta crossover things that don’t make sense for the fun of it. This is Simon drawn based on a scene from the Fear Garden music video! Fear Garden is a banger, shout out to Chaa fr, it’s a vocaloid song about a girl who has a weird obsession with hands (Kira joke lol) and kills people to plant their hands in her secret garden where she treats them like flowers. Yeah, again it makes no sense, but the pose with the two mirrored characters was really cool and idk the vibes were there—

Simon sitting in between two graves, both say “BELMONT” in big letters, but one is for Christopher and Cyncia and the other is for Soleil and whoever his significant other was, we don’t have a name so it’s cut off. This has me thinking about the time in between all these characters hmm. Doing the math, Soliel would’ve been in his 90s when Simon was born, so there’s actually a good chance he wasn’t Simon’s grandfather, rather his great grandfather :O. Which means that there’s two generations we know nothing about between these two. And also that Simon would’ve never met either Soleil or Christopher or Cyncia :(. Then that has me thinking about fan comic stuff and how I’m gonna depict Simon hmmmmmmm. I imagine Simon spent a lot of time in the family graveyard tbh.

Simon is totally me when I dramatically collapse on a large marble monument of some sort in the graveyard— There’s also a couple attempts at drawing his paldrons at different angles but aaaa I can’t visualize these things properly. They’re just like kinda flared half ovals, why are they so hard to draw at any angle but like head on and top view 💀💀💀??? I’m trying to get out of the habit of drawing them bent in angles that don’t make sense but argggggg it’s hard lol.

Yeah, recent doodles tho yippie d(^^ )!

[shoukiko]

Hi, you can keep this unanswered and not post it, but I want to help you understand the thought behind some of the points in your criticism post. Before I start I want to apologise if I come off as blunt and rude, that's not my intention and I'll try my best to show my tone as unthreatening but I'm autistic and not a native English speaker, which complicates things lol

*general you used throughout the ask

First, I want to start with this: they all are part of the army. You don't need to dig much to see you'll rarely see a "morally upstanding" person in the army, be it because they're cheaters, abusers, compliant with all that or they're (insert -ist/-phobe category here). UK military spouses are 3 times more likely to experience intimate partner violence (IPV). I'm not saying the COD characters need to be written like that, but it wouldn't be "unrealistic" if we take real life statistics into account.

Second, and maybe the most important thing, everyone writes COD characters OOC. The majority of the active fandom on Tumblr and tiktok have seen gifs and 10min out of context clips from the game at best. It's to be expected to not frequently find something actually in character for a lot of the guys. Especially with characters that are just operators like König, Nikto and Krueger. In their case everything is and isn't OOC at the same time because we just... Don't know these characters. We lack characterisation past maybe 1-3 traits about them. I'd argue that's why the fandom liked König so much, other than being masked, he's the perfect paper doll! You can dress him up in whatever characterisation you want and it probably won't contradict his canon (because he barely has one and what he has is quickly misinterpreted (anxiety disorder turning into shyness for example)).

Now specifically on your "How are you going to hc a victim as the abuser?" - simple, whether you like to accept it or not is up to you, but it's not far fetched for victims to become abusers later in life. Just look at serial killers statistics - 74% of US serial killers were psychologically abused and 42% were physically abused as children and later in life followed a similar pattern brought to an extreme. Or on the other hand, a tamer example would be generational trauma because that's how we get that (grandparent was abused and because that's all they know, they implement it in bringing up their child who, for the same reason, implements it in bringing up the grandchild and so on).

The final thing I want to say is, it's good to block people who you don't vibe with. Doesn't matter if it's because they wrote something that personally disturbed you or you simply don't like their blog theme or you see them too often in the tag. Personally curating your experience is key in fandom, utilise the tools Tumblr has given us. Of course as you and others have mentioned that's impossible without some assistance from the other side. Tagging is extremely important (tagging with the correct words without censoring!!! Or the filter won't catch! Rape, noncon, incest ✅; r@pe, n*nc*n, 1nc*st ✖️✖️).

I hope this isn't too messy or long aaaa

I really appreciate you taking the time to type this up and actually speak to me about this, your input is very appreciated. /gen

I do think I could've done better on that post since I wrote it in the heat of the moment, all characters are written OOC and it was ignorant of me to say

"Maybe read the characters backstories and actually take their past into consideration because you guys kinda look dumb for making these characters so OOC."

I hope ya'll can really take the time to see my POV, I did not mean. any harm, I've come across some gross things, but blocking and filtering tags so much as begun to be tiring.

My main issue is tagging, without tagging I am left with getting triggered by random posts because the first few sentences may include something on my trigger list.

That's all I want and also what a lot of other people want.

Writing is meant for anyone and everyone, a form of art and perhaps a for of therapy.

Please tag your work, you are not the only person on the internet.

Thank you for reading!

[inkykeiji]

hiii clari!!! i hope you’re having a great day, i’m working my ass off at the moment since i’m moving and as i was ripping pages and paint off my wall with a scraper some thoughts popped into my head! i constantly have your touya-nii au! and bmb au! on my mind and i REALLY wanna make an au and story like the two of those but i don’t know where to start!

i was wondering how you thought of the two of those au’s? the plot and storylines, layout, etc. and how you came up with “break my bones but act as my spine” for the bmb au?

AAAA i hope this isn’t too much trouble of an ask!!!! (also omgomgomgomg if possible can i be the 📖 anon? LUV YOU MWAHH)

hi lovie!! <3 i am actually sick in bed with a steadily climbing fever LMAO but thank you sweetpea <3 i hope your day is going swell!!

oooh that’s a really interesting question! i get a lot of my inspiration from music, actually! (which is also why 97% of my fic titles are lyrics HAHA). i love making playlists that either fit a certain mood, vibe, or idea, or playlists centred around characters. usually then i just listen to them on repeat and let my mind wander!!! so for my main touya-nii series, it’s actually all inspired by save that shit by lil peep! each title is a song lyric that relates to the content of the piece itself:

i can take you there but baby you won’t make it back: touya can take reader into this relationship, but once she’s entered into it, she’ll be fucked up for life, there’s no going back to who she was before she started fucking her stepbrother;

all she want is payback for the way i always play that shit: all reader wants is for touya to feel an ounce of the hurt SHE feels when he’s off screwing around with other people—all reader wants is him, completely and wholly and entirely to herself;

do i make you scared? baby won’t you take me back: does touya’s psychotic behaviour and extreme possessiveness scare her? will she take him back now that he’s ready and willing to be fully hers and no one else’s?

also, just the vibe of the song itself set the tone and the atmosphere for the main series!! the same happened with 16 lines, also by lil peep, which is where the lyric break my bones but act as my spine comes from! for this one, it was more the vibe of the song than anything else. that, and the fact that i personally love organized crime bosses, love love triangles, and love the classic bodyguard babysitter falls for the person they’re protecting trope.

anyway, i know they’re kind of abstract, but that’s one of the ways my ideas bloom in my head! the other thing i would suggest is study narratives you enjoy: books, movies, video games—anything with a narrative that really struck a chord with you, and figure out why you enjoyed it and what you love so much about it. i believe it is equally as important to consume art as it is to create it!! feed your brain!! i can give you a whole list of some of my inspirations for those pieces, and that still doesn’t scratch the surface! read, write, watch, play, study!

additionally, i always say creativity is a muscle; we all have it, but you have to exercise it to strengthen it. as such, i’d recommend you do some character + narrative writing exercises n warm ups! those will get the ideas flowing, and you might end up developing a story out of something you thought up during one of those exercises! you can also look into fiction prompts and see if anything sparks your interest!

also, if you’d like it, i also have a lil masterlist of my writing advice that discusses a technique we used to continuously generate ideas in my screenwriting class! <3 ahhhh i hope this helps bb, i wish you luck on your journey and i support you creating your own work one hundred million percent. please, create <3

and yes!! you can absolutely be book anon!!! welcome to the anon club sweetpea ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[dreamweaved]

AUTHOR PORTRAIT

Get to know the author behind the blog! Repost, do not reblog.

Basics

NAME: Rhys. I used to go by bun, and wayyy long ago, burd. AGE: I'm gonna be 30 in june !!! PRONOUNS: They / Them, or She / Her. YEARS OF WRITING: I started in 2011 or so. 13 on and off years.

Reflection

WHY DID YOU PICK UP WRITING? I actually started writing and rping before tumblr, on pchum- and a couple other places. I came to tumblr because i'd just gotten into league, and a friend of mine suggested it. And despite the ups and downs I'm really glad that I did it! Writing in general has been a great way to connect with like - minded people. DO YOU HAVE ANY WRITING ROUTINES? Not really. I don't force myself to do things anymore, if I'm not feeling it. I'm slow, and I feel no shame in it. I do hope to at least get one or two things done a day though. At the very least. But I really don't have a routine. Just do whatever I'm vibing with most. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PART ABOUT WRITING? I love how it brings different characters to life. Like, drawing is fun usually but it can be taxing, and difficult to get my point across in ways I find easier with writing.

Three things you like about your writing

WORD CHOICE ( ? ). I try to mix it up. I don't want to be overly complicated with my word choice or grammar all the time. But I like adding words I like, or alternate words that work better with the feeling I'm trying to convey. CONCISE ( ? ). I'd like to say my writing is fairly concise. I try not to bog it down too much with extra things that don't pertain to the setting, or plot. But I can't always help it sometimes. OUTSIDE SOURCES. I do take insp from writing I like. Honestly I don't read as much as I used to, but I can attribute a lot of my affinity for writing to old authors I've grown up reading. As well as more modern ones. Like the list is a bit long, but I used to be obsessed with Bram Stoker as a kid... it's wild.

A question for the next person

HAVE YOU MADE ANY STRONG CONNECTIONS OR FRIENDS DURING YOUR TIME WRITING?. WOW!!! Yeah, I have actually. @girlfox is probably one of my oldest friends I've got here actually. I think we met when she'd first really gotten into writing Ahri and aaaa,,, we've been in touch ever since. Another friend I feel like I've known forever is @waelahst ,,, wulf is such a sweetheart, and so passionate about every muse they pick up- it's contagious tbh. NEW QUESTION. What is your creative process? What inspires you to write your muse(s)? Music? Art? Movies?

tagged: @oneireth mwa mwa thank you tagging: @devilspurs , @purestvirtue , @paramythas , @artisaen , and anyone else if they're feeling up to it. :)

[rosefinch07]

you mind sharing you thoughts on dc x genshin? maybe some gunbug as well 👀?

I have two major genshin x dc aus

My archon bats au

And my jaime gets transported into teyvat au

With some ramblings about jason and jaime playing genshin together thrown in lmao

My archon bats au is my biggest one

This is going to be Long

This is all of the art that ive done for the archon bats au recently, i also posted abt it earlier but eh, beams it down

I also messed around with some of their titles

ALSO their "god names" are their vigilante names basically

Like dick would be referred to as nightwing in worship by the church of mondstat

Anemo archon dick because of the whole performing aspect as well as yk FLYING graysons, i had to

Also he can save people from falling now hehe

Geo archon jason bc zhongli was brutal during the archon war

Electro archon talia bc the ideals of eternity feels very much like something that talia would lean towards, and then that leads to damian as wanderer, which is very OW I love it so much

Lil baby duke which i partially pulled from batwheels as the dendro archon, he's the first one i thought of and nahida has a thing about analogies and what's analogies but poetry

Tim as furina is just AAA gives me life, he's Red Robin's humanity and has to play the part of being a god and instead of being behind the camera, he's in front of it, and he's hoping that none of the thousand words that a picture is worth sees through him

Bruce as the hydro dragon sovereign is kinda a no brainer bc he's all JUSTICE and impartiality and also the melusines are his CHILDREN istg he cannot stop being a parent

The archon quests would pretty much play the major beats the same, but the small details would change, like dick doing trapieze and aerial stunts instead of being a bard like venti, or jason being careful with his spending and paying attention to how much mora he uses and makes, or inazuma being based off nanda parbat

ANYWAYS onto my jaime genshin au

Basically during a fight he gets thrown through a portal to teyvat with no way out on his end

Khaji is dormant for a while, so he's mostly on his own

He settles into liyue and gets a primary job as yanfei's law partner and does odd jobs just for extra mora on the side

He travels sometimes, but he can be content a little, given that he gets a grasp on how teyvat works and how theres not really targetted dimensional travel

He gets a vision, his ambition of practicing law carrying over, and he would basically be like a anemo claymore yanfei, if that makes sense, if he were in the game his stacks would carry over and become yanfei's stacks if that would even work idk im just brainrotting

He's kinda an oddity but not really as known as a traveler as much as, well, the Traveler

He's just vibing and surviving until the justice league notice and pinpoint him and collect him jaja

Onto my gunbug genshin stuff

Jaime's main team is cyno, yanfei, chevrus, and lisa, and in coop it's just cyno and yanfei

Jason's main team is navia, nahida, kokomi, and hu tao, in coop it's chevrus and hu tao

Half the time jason brute forces with just navia and since he has her built it works

Jason goes to jaime's world while jaime's farming scarabs and he just hears gunshots as jason mows down sumpter beasts while farming meat bc surprise, jason loves cooking in genshin

Jason's favorite area is flueve sindre and jaime's favorite is between port ormos and chenyu vale

They absolutely take the boat rides in chenyu vale together in coop

Its law

Jason is a dramatic mf and whenever he has coop turned on he changes his pfp and card and signature to be a character and then just sits at a place where the character frequents

Like sitting chevrus at a bar in fleuve ceandre

Or navia in Poisson

Gunbug in general is just AA they're so jsjsj

Ive seen jason as a social worker and jason as a social worker with jaime as a lawyer is so AAAA

Jason and jaime stumbling into their shared apartment after patrol and jaime cusses him out in spanish while patching him up bc jaime has a healing factor and jason doesnt but acts like he does and it is infuriating JASON BENDITO SEA DIOS

Like jason will STEP IN FRONT OF JAIME AND TAKE THE HIT FOR HIM

Jason is turning jaime grey jajaja

Tysm for the ask im currently going feral

[greatsylveon2007]

Rules: shuffle your 'on repeat' playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people.

Thank you @thegreatmaddu for tagging me and allowing me to ramble about music &lt;3

Tried my best to explain my thoughts on each song but my thoughts are not comprehensible to anyone including myself so I apologize in advance

My thoughts are also.. kind of long, oops

1 - Sharks - Imagine Dragons

"You're hot, then you're cold, you're a light in the dark, just you wait and you'll see that you're swimming with sharks"

I didn't realize I listened to Sharks so often.. oops. If I had to guess I would say it's definitely because of the instrumental, especially towards the end, don't get me wrong I like the lyrics and the vocals, but the instrumental right before the last chorus sounds awesome imo

Surprised that out of all imagine dragons songs I know, this is the one I listen to the most apparently,, that was unexpected tbh

2 - Doubt Comes In - Hadestown

"i used to see the way the world could be, but now the way it is is all I see and- (Where is she? Where is she now?)

HADESTOWN GRR

This was the song that introduced me to Hadestown I am so normal about it

Idk the vocals are so perfect and I think that the instrumental going on for a lot longer than it does in the rest of the Hadestown songs really shows how oddly silent the journey is for Orpheus. I adore how, despite the fact that Eurydice is literally singing right behind him, he can't help but feel like it's all a trick by Hades, The Fates voices are also so haunting in this one?? Even in like Wait For Me they don't sound like that for me, I love it, they sound amazing 100% of the time but this time they killed it

Orpheus and Eurydice's parts have such a contrasting vibe too, I can listen the colours of their verses what the fuck

Great song super recommend

3 - If It's True - Hadestown

"I believe that we are many, I believe that they are few (we're standing, we're standing, we're standing) And it isn't for the few to tell the many what is true (we understand him)"

Hadestown again,, I have so many feelings about this song aaaa I actually first heard a parody of it in a Shrek 3 video, so hearing the exact same melody and part of the same lyrics on stage was definitely a shock and it took a while for me to process LMAO

I REALLY like this song, it helped me write a character of mine and I just adore the build up as Orpheus starts a riot, the way the workers start singing louder and louder, the lyrics in general and Reeve Carney's voice are phenomenal, I adore this song fr fr

4- Who is She? (Reprise) - Centaurworld

"Who is she? She's the ghost of the girl I used to know. Who is she? She's the echo I'm chasing"

ONE OF THE BEST CENTAURWORLD SONGS MY OPINION IS THE ONLY RIGHT ONE - If I had to rank it it would be like, around the top five..

I listen to this song a lot while I'm having my Hope brainrots because this song represents her so well, I can't talk about it because it's spoiler territory though, I really should start Storm of Shadows 😔

Anyway uhh I love the way they incorporate lyrics from Who is She, What if I Forget Your Face and Rainbow Road into this, and Glenn's voice is so good I love everything she sings in, the instrumental also sounds like really odd but in a good way? I can't tell if it's a darker version of the instrumental of a previous song or not but it definitely gives off those vibes

5 - True North - Vocal Line

"We never learned to use a compass, we never learned to read these maps, we always yearned for far off countries, we never found a straight way back"

OO I listen to this one solely because of a Paranormal Order OSNI campaign PMV idea I have.

The song itself rocks though, the singing voices are so good, the way they're just so calm is kind of haunting in a way? Like the male and female singers always switching between each other and there being (I believe at least) always at least two singers singing the exact same thing at once just gives off a feeling, a good one probably, but definitely a feeling

6 - That Me Is Not Me - Tryhardninja

"Doppelgänger demon in disguise, eyes appear in shadows in the night, evil never dies, it multiplies, multiplies, lies"

"Oh so you're a Mandela Catalog fan-" no, ok so, you know how I just said True North is because of a campaign of Paranormal Order... This song is because of the Quarentena campaign KAMKDKSOS

THIS CAMPAIGN IS SPOKEN IN ENGLISH PLEASE CHECK IT OUT I AM STARVING FOR PO HUMAN INTERACTION

Anyway I've been blasting this song since the first episode on the 25th and it's a certified banger

Oh right the song, tryhardninja's songs just have a very specific vibe that I really like and I cannot explain, I really like his voice and the way he sings stuff idk,, I don't have an explanation for this one I just vibe really hard with it :)

7 - Epic III - Hadestown

"King of shadows; king of shades; Hades was king of the Underworld. But he fell in love with a beautiful lady; who walked up above; in her mother's green field; he fell in love with Persephone"

This is my uhhh third Hadestown song.. I promise I am normal about Hadestown (I'm a liar)

If I had to rank every Hadestown song ever this would be a strong competitor for first place ngl ngl..

I love how the song is cheerful and magic while recounting the first meeting between Persephone and Hades, but turns slow and melancholic as it leaves that memory and goes back to the present.

The way Orpheus uses his feelings for Eurydice to relate to how Hades felt about Persephone, even going as far as using lyrics from his duets with her makes me feel, and the ending where he says things about Hades that drove Persephone away that COINCIDENTALLY are also things about himself that drove Eurydice away it's just so AA

The show really hyped up this song and it absolutely delivered, makes my brain feel many things

(This is my way of begging you to listen to the Hadestown soundtrack)

8 - I'm glad you're evil too - Rachie, PalmMute

"We laught while staring down the void, and cry while listening to vocaloid, two lonely and broken souls messing around with their lives"

This song is just really sweet I like it :) Vocaloid and vocaloid covers just have this very specific vibe

This song is extremely Spook and Chaos core I love it so much I want to draw them being happy forever

To me Rachie's voice just sounds really good with the lyrics and the song is just sweet, it has an energy I cannot put into words and I'm just very normal about it. One of the few songs able to out "memes" into the lyrics and not sound funny

9 - The Goose & the Wren - Hop Along

"While the outcry of 20 men, run from the nearby batallion; as if we avoid their light, then we might make it home tonight"

Another song I keep replaying while thinking of an Paranormal Order PMV (specifically the OSNF campaign hehe)

I don't know I really like the more simple vibe of it? I especially like the singing voices not being your typically smooth crazy beautiful voices you normally hear in music, it gives it a very unique energy that I really like! It sounds like a group of friends singing with each other, I like that :)

10 - Not Evil - The Lego Movie 2: The Second Part

"I'm Queen Watevra Wa'Nabi, the most least evil person you'll ever meet; and if you make eye contact with me, I totally won't have you executed immediately"

While I was flying to the USA the plane I was in had The Lego Movie 2 and I had only watched I think the second half of it by that point so I decided to check it out, tragically this song got stuck in my head 😔

There is no deep super analysis/personal project reason I like this song, Tiffany Haddish is simply killing it and I like how it sounds (the animation definitely helped too)

I uhhh definitely do not know 10 music nerds on this site and the ones I don't know I have no idea if they have Spotify or not..... Don't feel obligated to do this 😔

@rosia4309 @cristallun @crysolis @i dont know anyone else lmaoo

[engagemythrusters]

okay. ahsoka ep 3.

i already know jacen is in this bc i got SPOILED but let me tell you im gonna still be shocked anyway skldjflkd

k here we go

These introductions are pointless. Like we saw the last ep last week. If we forgot we can just look it up.

OH WOW she’s hot

“Not bad but not good” WOW HUYANG. Oh wow this guys comin for Sabines whole LIFE here damn

Um ig Ahsoka forgot that Mandalorians can hold their own against jedi just damn fine? Sabine once beat KANAN

Ahsoka: okay time to pretend to be Kanan

UH OKAY. UM. “I can’t see how am I supposed to fight” WAS A STUPID LINE TO GIVE TO SABINE WREN, THE WOMAN RAISED BY KANAN JARRUS, A NOTABLE BLIND JEDI

God can you imagine being stupid enough to give that line to her? Did filoni or Favreau write that line? Sounds on par with how idiotic those two dipshits are. Like that is so stupid. Who is that STUPID.

That’s like an anti-Kanan reference. That’s fucking Kanan retconning.

God I’m so MAD.

Honest to god I’m kinda glad this is only 30 mins long this time. I’m fucjing mad.

She fights like Sabine though. I love this actress for her. She’s doing Sabine so well. Thank you <3

Nyooooom

is mON MOT—SHE IS

Hooray chancellor mothma

JACEN!!!!!

I mean in name only so far but still. My lil snow pea boy

“Causing trouble with chopper” I’m so glad that droid is giving the galaxy hell with multiple generations of syndullas. Here’s to chopper outliving us all

HEY SHUT UP ABOUT HRR FINDING HER SON

She should be allowed to find her son the war hero at any costs

GET HIS ASS

“People who were like family to me” okay uh so that’s a workaround for saying Kanan? But Kanan wasn’t even killed by

JACEN

“Aunt” WHAT

She’s his SISTER

He looks a little like Kanan would have looked. AND NOTHING LIKE HERA (enter usual rant about PISS POOR CHARACTER DESIGN)

Also like. He wants to be a jedi 😭

LIKE HIS FATHER BEFORE HIM 😭

God that look. She’s thinking of Kanan 😭😭😭

“Everyone could be a jedi” is the STUPIDEST TAKE

God i hate this fucking show

And I fucking hate filoni and Favreau so. Fuckingn. Much.

Huyang does NOT like Sabine

And he’s right about jedi and force wielders

She’s so cute I love u Sabeeen <3

T-6 shuttle shot

I love u T-6 shuttles

Wow those are fuckin… old ass ships. Clone war era.

I mean T-6 is even older but I love it so. I do not care.

Also hang on rewind a sec to the “few mandalorians have ever been jedi” okay how do you KNOW that. The two of you have been at odds so much for so long that I’m sure millions went by unnoticed by the jedi

Downgraded from Spheres In Space to fucking Circle In Space 🙄

I love Huyang he’s a bitch

Oh T-6 shuttle they’re really in it now

Oop floaty in space

Huyang out for the count again xoxo

Shin Hati is such a little shit and I ADORE her

She space-suited up in 3 seconds or some shit. God I hate sci fi.

Get yourself ahsoka you’re the dumbass who chose to stand outside

Shin Hati 👁 👁 fr

Oh

My

God

P U R R G I L

Ezra are u there?! 😭😭😭😭

okay after the initial AAAA umm yeah I’m thoroughly disappointed

The purrgil looked so BEAUTIFUL in design and colour and pattern in Rebels… only to be Giant Grey Things in this show?

God I fucking HATE this show.

Anyway half this episode is literally just space fighting. That’s so stupid.

I do like tbis planet. It’s dull and drab like everything else this show has done BUT at least the aesthetic of this one is meant to be dark and drab and dull

Anyway can they go back and follow the fucking purrgil yet

Mr Inquisitor I kind of hope you’re someone cool we already know. That’s a cool trope that I want to see in canon. If not that’s okay I want a cool inquisitor anyway.

So they’re meant to pick up thrawns ship? Like the way Jedi ships used to—

The way DT says purrgil has shocked me to near silence

That’s so funny it’s great and hard in his voice

So yeah that was stupid and awful and it’s good that was only 30 mins of disappointment rather than fucking 50 or whatever

Still love the vibes of this outtro tho. Wish the rest of the show was this cool.

now we just need -rex - ezra - direct kanan mention (like NAMED)

[crestfallen-lamb]

A Pho Love Story

First post let’s go!

So I read a Pho Love Story by Loan Le, and it was incredible! Definitely one of my favorite books so far this year. Bao and Linh mean the world to me and I love them dearly. The rivalry between their families was so well written, it felt very realistic and morally grey. The general plot line is that Bao and Linh’s families both own restaurants on opposite sides of the street. Bao and Linh met each other previously but they were really young so they don’t really remember. Now they are both in high school, Linh wants to be an artist and Bao has no idea what he wants to do. Both their parents don’t like this and would definitely prefer their kids do basically anything else. Anyways, they both know this kid named Ali, who is Linh’s friend and Bao’s boss from the school newspaper. She pushes our two main characters into reviewing restaurants together. Which obviously makes it easier for them to fall in love! AAAA super cute! The overall vibe of this book is definitely very cute and soft. Not too fluffy where it feels annoying or embarrassing, but still fluffy. And bonus points there isn’t any smut. In my opinion, to have a good romance you shouldn’t have to rely on tons of smut scenes. If your romance is good and the characters have a lot of chemistry together they won’t need the smut to make a cute romance. That isn’t to say that smutty romance couples are always bad or anything, they just aren’t my favorite. Now that that tangent is over let’s get back to this silly romance. I just adore all the characters, the depth created is really good. Everyone felt very fleshed out. The parents especially felt super full in a way, like they could be real people I would meet in the city. Their pastas are also super interesting, but you’ll have to find out what that is if you pick up the book yourself. In my honest opinion I would absolutely recommend this book for everyone, it’s so lighthearted and nice, perfect for February to be honest! 

𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟𓆝 /5 I’m gonna read it again! 

Ciao,

Tabby

[starryrainment]

This chapter!! I was so excited when I saw this series get posted, and I wanted to say something, but I've been setting up my new blog to hopefully be more interactive.. And here's my interaction!

I was going to leave a comment but I'm unable to, and it's very long anyway, so I figured it would fit into a post instead.

First of all <3 MC Supremacy <3 I love her vibes, shes so <333 And she fits in so well with the cast! If she was a canon character I get the feeling she'd be taking the best girl status, she just gives me the immediate impression that she's going to be the glue of the team, in a sense. I can see Rachel being the metaphorical heart, but MC feels like something similar. I feel like she's the type to gel really well with everyone and be able to mediate, she has a similar empathy to Rachel but hers is more just intrinsic than 'I literally have a window into your mind and can just reiterate what youre feeling instead of picking it up organically'. Fully believe she has The Team™️'s singular shared braincell 95% of the time and Dick steals it for the other 5% just out of spite. He's smart but sometimes assholery and petiness wins out over his intelligence so she claims the braincell while he's sulking (most of the time, mans is so melodramatic..) Speaking of, her relationships with the others aaaa the family vibes have me weak.

The powers are handled and portrayed very well, just the nature of them in general fits so well. They're also balanced well enough to allow for the plot to still plot. Also I fuck with psychic powers 10/10

The chemistry is palpable <3 (I love the agenda here w/ Dick too, he's down so bad and ofc he is, Reader is a baddie. But it's also generally just very refreshing that for once it feels like the main pairing Guy is also trying to appeal, even a little bit, or even subconsciously, to the MC, it's less common than you'd think in fanfics) love how they bounce off eachother, it sets up their dynamic really well. Also just love how much of an angsty little asshole Dick is, completely on brand for Titansverse Dick (he just doesnt realise his brand is a knockoff brand /j). And the way his characterisation is conveyed through MC's traipse through the astral plane.. It's so interesting to read and get a deeper understanding of his thoughts motivations, AND it also shows us that MC knows him really well by proxy, which is very sweet <3 even if he's an emotionally stunted shithead, he's HER emotionally stunted shithead even if neither of them know it yet.

The way she navigates their dynamic by understanding him so well and adhering so strongly to her own unique character, too: she's smart and resourceful with her powers, and she knows when to give him a nudge and when not to involve him. I think it adds so much to their dynamic that she has such a strong character of her own, they work well with eachother because she's so aware of their respective shortcomings and so good at navigating them. She has a lot going on on her end, and her POV is no less compelling than his. It's also funny going from Dicks vaguely traumatised internal narration to MCs, which can usually be summed up by 'smh this idiot', and a snippet describing her basically profiling this mf before she can afford to come to a reasonable plan of action, and then I imagine at least one more stage of grief (bargaining/acceptance) before bringing it up (in the most underwhelming way she can like she has to gentle parent this dude so she doesn't offend his inner control freak 😭) Fr she has to just throw it out there ("I think you should go with them."), probably with thoughts and prayers. She knows if he doesn't there's a chance two of her closest friends have tragic fates and it's all hinging on Dickhead choosing not to be obstinate. Couldn't imagine. Composed icon.

I love all the layers they have to their relationship, it makes reading between the lines so fun, and the pairing so interesting in general, I'm having a ball every time they're 'onscreen' together haha

I love the parallel between MC and her mother as well, just thematically, I think it's really cool, and it sets her character up so well. And the way it contributes to her relationship with Rachel <3 I really hope they get to be really close and get to stay that way, I liked Rachel's relationship with Kory in Canon but the writers took the characters in so many directions and kept having them split up and go off to do their own thing, it sucked when Rachel kept trying to reach out and her support network was like. Just a bunch of Dudes™️ and Kory was considering deadass leaving the planet 😭 like my poor girlll I could never subject her to that

Anyway, thanks for coming to my TED talk, please excuse any typos, I have no idea what I'm doing and I'm not grammar checking that shit. I hugely appreciate ALL of your works, especially for Titans because it's so niche and your characterisation is always STUNNING, on god your quality of writing is so immersive and immaculate. I hope you manage to keep your enjoyment and your dark clouds dissipate soon <3

One Moment Per Episode With Dick Grayson

Season One, Episode Two: "Hawk and Dove"

Summary:

Even though Dick denies that he needs your help, you can't let other innocent people - like Hank, Dawn, and Rachel - get caught in the crossfire of his stubbornness and annoyance toward you.

So when you have a vision of Dick fleeing back to some of the only friends he knows, you don't hesitate to chase him. And yes - you make sure to bring coffee this time.

Dick Grayson x Fem!Powered!Reader. Childhood Friends/Exes to Lovers. Emotional Angst and Bantering/Humor. Set during Season 1, Episode 2.

Word Count: 6,000

DC Titans Masterlist | AO3 Link | Series Masterlist

Detailed warnings and author's notes below the cut.

Warnings: the reader uses she/her pronouns - I still want to warn that some people might accuse this character of being an OC/might consider this an OC, but the reader received a great reception in the last chapter, so you guys might like her uniqueness if you read this; as usual with my stories, the majority of pronouns used in the fic are you/yours; and other than clothing style and a scar that informs her backstory, the reader's looks are not described and are left vague (as far as race, body type, hair colour, etc. - those things are not described); the reader character does have powers - the reader character is psychic and can see glimpses of the future in dream-like visions; the reader actually has a vision in this one (and there is more descriptions of her visions in general) (looking back, I wish I would have opened the first chapter on a vision of the apocalypse but oh well); the reader and Dick are 'exes' - their relationship was never official (they never explicitly called each other boyfriend/girlfriend), but they used to have sex often (and they both have feelings for each other that they never openly spoke about), and they are childhood friends, so there is a lot of emotional history there; this fic uses Y/N; this whole chapter (and this whole series, really) involves intense criticism of Dick's character - the Titans version specifically - so if you don't like that and if you don't like the Titans characterization of him, then turn back now; mentions of canon-typical violence; non-graphic descriptions of Dick having an infected wound as a child (speaking to his characterization); mentions of non-canon character deaths - happening in non-canon branching paths in the reader's visions (things that don't come true, but have the opportunity to come true if she doesn't interfere); mentions of gun violence; lots of stereotypical monogamous jealousy going on here - some canon, and some not (not the kind of thing my poly ass typically writes, but it does well with Dick's toxic personality, so I like it) - Hank being jealous of Dick and Dawn's reunion, and Dick trying to evoke jealousy from the reader over his past relationship with Dawn (though I have made it clear in the text that Dick doesn't have feelings for Dawn anymore); Dick accidentally pointing a gun at the reader (because of mistaken identity); this time there is equal pining and horniness between Dick and the reader (mostly because I am a simp for Dick in that navy button down shirt, unf); mentions of Dick's past trauma (the death of his parents) and his PTSD reactions because of it; mentions of Dick and the reader having sex in the past and their sexual desire toward each other and some mild sexual themes, but there is no explicit smut in this chapter (there might be some in future chapters); the reader gets injured in a fight with The Family; mentions of Dawn's canon injuries and subsequent coma; I believe that's it for this part.

A/N: I actually wanna say that this chapter was complete and ready to be edited in my drafts, and because of the comments and feedback I got on the last chapter, I actually went in and made some additions to this chapter. People really seemed to like the banter between Dick and the reader character, and there wasn't much of it in this part, so I made sure to add more of it - because if you guys tell me that you like a certain aspect of a fic, I will play up that aspect in future chapters or in future fics. That is why commenting matters. Writers listen to your detailed feedback and put it into future stories - we aren't just looking for comments to stroke our egos. So if you guys like this chapter and the banter in it, know that you helped shape it from what it originally was!

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Dick had basically told you to fuck off - he didn’t want to be involved, but he already was. 

The events were already set into motion around him, and there was nothing he could do to stop it now. So - rather than turn around and go all the way back home, you had simply gotten a hotel room in Detroit, waiting for him to ask for your help, or waiting for some signal that he would truly need you. 

You fell into an easy sleep, and soon - that signal came to you. 

… 

A rooftop. Two old friends. Tense smiles under a beautifully bright day that didn’t suit them.

“She killed someone?” Dawn nods toward Rachel, who is sitting beside the large dove house that Hank built, looking at the gentle animals in quiet fascination. She feels peaceful in their presence. “She’s just a kid.” 

That’s what he wants. He wants everyone to underestimate her. 

“Whoever they are, they’ve got people in the department.” Dick replies. 

He’s talking about the people who kidnapped her right out from under his nose - the ones who nearly succeeded in making her a ritual sacrifice. Just one of many forces that were coming after her. One of many forces that seek to harm her. 

“We needed somewhere safe to regroup.” He adds on. “And think about what I’m gonna do.” 

Somewhere safe? 

“What about Bruce?” Dawn poses. 

Of course Dick wouldn’t go fleeing back to him. Daddy issues. He thinks of Dawn and Hank as his true family. The Titans have always been his true family. Since losing the Circus, it’s the only family that he’s known. 

Oh. Somewhere safe. Of course. 

Dick visibly shudders at the thought of going back to Bruce. “He’s no good with kids.” 

That's an understatement. 

“A cop, huh?” Dawn gives him a small grin. “That’s one I never would’ve figured.” 

Well, he seeks out order. But he's a stubborn, bull-headed person who demands to be the leader at all times. He’s terrible at following rules that he hasn't made - terrible at falling under someone else's authority. He thinks that being a police officer is bringing forth real justice. 

It was never meant to last. 

Dick knew this. He doesn’t like admitting his own faults. So, he rushes to change the subject. 

“How are you?” He asks Dawn, clearly curious. 

It’s almost as though he wants her to say that her life has been notably worse without the Titans. Just like his has been. 

It's been too long since he's spoken to her. He loves running without looking back. It’s something that he’s very good at. 

“We’re great.” Dawn answers, flashing him a smile. She's insistent on this ‘we' - reminding Dick that she's not alone. She's not a single person anymore. “Hank’s feeling the life a little. Age waits for no man, and all that.”

Of course. This should have been obvious to him, but he’s a little too absorbed in his own problems to consider it. 

“How bad?” Dick asks the obvious question. 

“Two fractures, three concussions in the last year, and a herniated disc.” Dawn replies honestly. 

Dick has been through worse. He acts like it’s nothing, but it’s not. He’s the type of man to attempt to put a band-aid on a bullet wound. While traveling with the Circus, he stepped on a nail once, and tried to hide it from his parents - pulled it out himself and only told them when the wound began to fester and get infected. 

Fiercely independent and stubborn, even back then. 

“Jesus, Dawn.” 

Yet, he acts as though this is surprising. He acts as though this isn’t the norm when you exchange your bodily safety for the safety of others. 

“We’re still good out there, Dick.” She presses, sounding as though she is trying to convince herself. They need the team. That’s what’s missing. The downfall of her confidence. “Really good. But one slip-up-” 

“You should quit.” Dick declares this firmly, confidently. He always believes his own authority as fact. “You both should.” 

Deep down, he knows that both Dawn and Hank will never quit. Like himself, they do not take well to ‘retirement’. They will die doing this job or they will find quieter ways to keep doing good - but they will never rest. Rest feels too selfish. 

“That’s the plan.” Dawn replies. It feels like a lie coming out of her mouth, and she smiles around the discomfort of it. “As soon as we take out these gun suppliers he’s obsessed with. One more chance to do some good and then he promised he’s out.”

Suddenly, there was a flash of something else. 

Guns. Piles and piles of guns. Dawn being shot in the head from behind. Bright red blood soaking into white hair. A sneak attack while they have their guard down. Hank, overwhelmed by grief, unable to consider his own life as enemies surround him. 

He is forcefully pulled off her limp body. 

His screams bounce off the concrete walls as he is chained up and tortured. 

Things never go according to plan, do they? 

Dick gives her a sharp look as he considers the possibilities. Almost as if, due to his paranoia, he too can see the future. 

He wants to offer his help, or tell them simply not to go, but Dawn steals the words off his tongue. 

“You could help us out.” She remarks brightly. 

Yes, he could. He should. 

Another flash of similar events. 

This ends just as bloody. Similar howls of pain echo through the warehouse. Hank is limping as Dawn supports him, but all three of them are alive. They all make it back to the apartment alive. 

Dick is working on his personal definition of justice. It’s not exactly clean. (But it works.) 

But still, he hesitates. 

“I’m out of the life, Dawn.” 

Liar. 

Suddenly, Hank appears. He is surprisingly quiet for someone so large. 

“The hell are you doin’ here, Dick?” He barks out the name like poison - in a harsh, jutting way that many others have done before him. 

Everyone becomes tense. It’s an unwelcome reunion. 

“Hank.” Dawn speaks his name curtly - a reminder. Mind your temper. 

“I had a situation.” Dick tries to explain himself, being far too vague. 

But again, how does one cleanly summarize encountering a young girl with powers like Rachel’s and being so unsure how to handle it? And of course, Dick hates to admit being unsure of himself. He hates to admit needing help. He prefers to phrase things delicately - as though this were a choice, a fun day trip, rather than the desperate fleeing that it truly is. 

“Nice little reunion you got goin’ here.” Hank says sarcastically. 

“You know it’s not like that.” Dick replies. 

He is right, but poor at defending himself against Hank’s flare of jealousy. He is so walled off that he doesn’t dare to admit he doesn’t have eyes for Dawn anymore, even in the slightest. That relationship was nice, but those feelings died out long ago. He simply can’t see her in a romantic light anymore because his heart belongs to someone he believes could never want him in return. 

Follies for another time. 

“Sure looks like it to me.” Hank grunts in return. 

“Hank.” Dawn says his name sharper this time, capturing his attention as he stares at Dick with fire burning in his eyes. 

She nods toward Rachel, who is staring at all of them with confusion. 

It’s her. She’s the reason why we’re all here. She’s the reason we’re all going to be alive years from now. 

“What the fuck?” Hank is confused. Reasonable. 

“Can we just go back inside, please?” 

Good idea. 

… 

You woke up in a cold sweat, fumbling around numbly to turn on the lamp of the hotel room that you were staying in. Having your mind widen across the astral plane could be absolutely exhausting. 

Of course Dick had gone back to them. 

Looks like you were headed to DC. 

…

“Dawn, you can’t hit this job. Look at the number of security contractors here-” 

“Come on, don’t change the subject.” 

Dawn was cut off from speaking any further by a loud thud coming from the front door. Something almost akin to a knock. Hank (who had gone out to pick up some beer) had a key, so - that definitely wasn’t him. Rachel was in the guest room watching Game of Thrones - 

Dick and Dawn exchanged a look, both thinking the same thing. 

There was someone at the door. Someone unannounced.

And whoever was at the door might be someone looking for Rachel - someone seeking to harm her. In the kind of silent communication that had only been developed over years of working together as a team, Dick gave Dawn a nod and she calmly raised from her chair to go and check on Rachel. And then he grabbed his service pistol, flicking the safety off and cocking it - he swiftly walked to the front door, and while pointing the gun at whoever was outside. 

It was a clear warning, and also ready to fire if the person tried barging in. Dick opened the door slowly, and peered into the hallway, his heart beating rapidly in his chest as he waited to see who it was. 

You. 

It was you. 

He let out a sharp breath of relief when the information fully penetrated his brain - the fact that it was you standing there, and not someone intending to do him or Rachel harm. Not an enemy. 

You were standing there as innocently as ever, wearing a red dress with a beautiful paisley pattern on it - still sporting those same brown leather boots and that same cozy jacket. Again, you looked so damn beautiful, and it shouldn’t have been comforting, and Dick shouldn’t have been filled with want. You were holding a paper tray full of coffee cups - which you had pressed against your breast for balance, and in the other hand, you had a large brown bag that seemed to be full of pastries from the smell. 

“Fuck.” He swore sharply, his arm still holding the gun up stiffly - his body still filled with the conflicting fight or flight response pumping through him, unanswered. 

You let out a bright laugh at this, seemingly amused by Dick’s tense aura. 

“Your greetings get more pleasant everytime I see you, Dick.” You said, nodding toward the gun that was still extended in your direction. 

He let out another tense breath, and forcefully unlocked his forearm then, in order to put the gun down. He put the safety back on and tucked it into the back of his waistband as he opened the door fully to let you inside. 

“You really are such a warm and welcoming person.” You added on, sarcasm ripe in your voice. 

“You’re an asshole.” Dick replied, still feeling the ache of a fight or flight response tearing through him as he tried to calm down. 

He knew that you hadn’t meant to scare him - or maybe you had, seeing as you hadn’t apologized, and seemed to find the whole thing entirely amusing. But at least you weren’t someone that he actually needed to shoot. So that was a plus. 

“I am not.” You replied snarkily, stepping past Dick and making your way into the apartment. “I’m nice. You told me that next time I should bring coffee, and I did. That’s the farthest thing from being an asshole.” 

“Dick, what’s going on?” Dawn called out, stepping out from the guest room with Rachel hot on her heels. 

Realization spread across her features when she saw you placing your goodies on the counter as Dick closed and locked the front door. 

“Y/N,” Dawn smiled, walking over to give you a hug after you had set everything down. 

You embraced her tightly for a moment before she pulled away with a smile. Dick rolled his eyes at this - still annoyed at your presence. He would never admit it, but he was upset that Dawn was much happier to see you than she had been when he had arrived. 

“Another friend?” Rachel asked, hovering at the edge of the kitchen, slightly hesitant of you. 

“A good friend.” Dawn confirmed, shining her smile toward Rachel. “Rachel, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is-” 

“Rachel. Hi.” You cut off Dawn as she made the introduction, giving a gentle wave toward Rachel while she nodded shyly at you. 

“A friend who’s not supposed to be here.” Dick added on gruffly. 

“Grumpy grumps don’t get danishes.” You said, holding up the large brown paper bag. 

Dick sighed and rolled his eyes, wanting to protest about you distracting from the larger point with pastries - but technically, he had asked you to bring them. 

“We’ve got… a medium vanilla latte for Dawn,” You pulled the cup out of the tray, now doling out the coffee orders. It was something that you knew partially from memory, and partially from the omnipotence that came with your powers.

She took it with a quiet ‘thank you’. 

“A small black coffee with extra sugar for Rachel.” You offered her the paper cup, and she loosened up on her hesitance toward you, eagerly leaning in to grab it. She smiled at the fact that you knew her preference and didn’t question her for drinking coffee at such a young age. 

“Thanks.” She said brightly. 

“A large black coffee for grumpy pants.” You said, holding out a cup towards Dick. 

When he reached for it, you teasingly swiped it back before you actually gave it to him, and he heaved out another sigh. 

“Are you gonna tell me what you’re doing here?” He asked sharply as he popped open the lid on the cup and took a sip. 

You decided to ignore him. 

“And an Americano for Hank.” You went on speaking about the coffee, rather than answering Dick’s question. “What kind of sociopath drinks watered down espresso anyway?” 

“He-” Dawn spoke up, about to tell you that Hank was at the store, not even there to enjoy it while it was still hot. But then, there was the sound of lock and key in the door and it came bursting open. 

“Dawn, I got your stupid fru-fru coconut ice cream. I had to go to three different stores for it, and-” 

When Hank saw everyone gathered in the kitchen, including the surprising addition of you, he glared as he kicked the door shut behind him. 

“Well, isn’t this a real goddamn-” 

“A real goddamn summer camp.” You cut him off, literally stealing the words out of his mouth. 

“God, I fucking hate it when you do that.” Hank sighed, a visible stiffness running through him - similar to the way Dick looked when you said ominous things. He was creeped out and defensive at the same time. 

“Would a pecan cinnamon roll make you feel better?” You posed, pulling a smaller bag out of the bag of pastries and offering it to him. 

“You know, you always were my favorite.” He replied, quickly changing his tune as he came to grab the treat from you, a snarky smile spreading across his lips. 

Dick reached for the brown bag sitting on the counter to get one of those danishes you had mentioned. You saw this out of the corner of your eye, and you snatched it away from him. You had meant what you said. He tensed up visibly but didn’t argue. 

Dawn giggled, pointedly looking between the two of you before she reached into the bag herself - of course, only for you to slide it closer to her. 

Dick sighed harshly and tried to move on from the subject. “Now, are you gonna tell me what you’re doing here?” 

…

It wasn’t long before Dick sequestered you away, demanding answers. He dragged you into Dawn and Hank’s bathroom, actually. This left Dawn to awkwardly fill the space with Rachel, who was wondering who you were, and was asking more questions as she sensed the tension between you and Dick. Meanwhile, Hank scarfed down his pecan bun without a single care about the circumstances of your visit now that he was fed. 

You sat on the edge of the bathtub with your arms crossed, looking at Dick with firm calculation, just like you always did, waiting for him to speak. He shoved his hands in his pockets - something that made his whole stance tense and broad and horribly appealing. It was something that reminded you that he had stayed perfectly fit since you had last seen him - and he had nothing but fine, firm muscles under that shirt. 

You forced yourself to focus as he stiffened his jaw and stared right back at you. 

“Well?” He scoffed. 

“‘Well’ what, Grayson?” You nagged back, knowing fully well what he meant. 

He sharply rolled his eyes. That seemed to be a reaction that you invoked from him quite frequently. 

“Why the hell did you follow me?” He sighed, his breath too tired to be as fully demanding as he intended. 

You wondered when the last time he had slept was. He was someone who wore insomnia strangely well, especially considering that Bruce had driven him to be sleepless since his teen years. It was something that he was accustomed to by now, so he never got the ‘bags under eyes’, ‘half dead’ thing that most other people did when they didn’t sleep. He simply looked like himself. 

You hated how much internal destruction and self abuse suited him. 

“Who says I followed you?” You replied, your natural instinct toward snark acting up again. “Maybe I just felt like dropping by. Dawn and Hank are my friends, too.” 

You almost added on ‘apparently they like me more than they like you, anyway’ - but you didn’t feel the need to kick him so badly when he was already down. 

Dick let out a quiet growl, reaching up to firmly pinch the bridge of his nose with his finger and a thumb. 

Already, you were wearing his patience thin. 

You knew that you couldn’t tell him the truth. 

One thing you knew for certain - Dick Grayson was a control freak. It was something that had been carved into him by trauma and fully solidified by years of training with Bruce. 

That night, so long ago - having his parents slip out from his grasp when he had been so young, while performing a routine that they were known for courageously doing without a safety net. A routine that they were so certain of and knew so well, having never factored in the act of murderous sabotage that ultimately killed them - it made Dick want to obsessively control every single aspect of his life and everyone else’s around him. 

Not only did he want to help those around him avoid danger, but he wanted the people around him to behave exactly how he imagined that they should at all times. 

He was constantly on the lookout for frayed ropes - for the unexpected variables that might be the downfall of someone that he loved. He felt that his parents’ death had been his fault, that he hadn’t been diligent enough that night, so he needed to be hypervigilant in every other aspect of his life to keep more people from dying. 

It was part of the reason that you bothered him so much. You were always unexpected - always a wild variable that he had to chase down. Whether it was your actions, your words, or your reactions to the things that he did and said - he felt like he could never predictably nail you down, and he absolutely fucking hated it. (It was probably also one of the reasons that he got such a fantastic release from fucking you - but that was a box of emotional issues he was not yet willing to open.) 

But - being the control freak that he was - he liked to try and control the outcome of your visions. 

Yes, you did see the future in your visions. And yes, the version of that future that you saw could sometimes be changed. It was part of the reason that you tried to interfere to stop bad things. You had seen many things before that had never come true - both good things and terrible things. 

But you had warned Dick time and time again that the future is not random. You never saw simple flashes of random possible outcomes and one of those realities might come true. No - you saw people’s intentions. You saw the results of the choices that people make. 

If someone intended to commit a murder - you would see death. If they changed their mind - you would see life. If someone interfered to stop that murder - the future could change in a lot of strange ways because of it. 

Life is a winding path with a lot of branches to it, and when someone makes a choice, some of those branches die off. 

Dick Grayson’s controlling, all mighty, ‘need to interfere’ mindset certainly had a way of changing the future. He constantly felt the need to use the information from your visions to force people into making the ‘right’ choice. But sometimes, on the path we choose to avoid our fate, we run headfirst into it. 

You were never going to tell him - but Dick and his controlling nature had gotten people killed before. 

You had discovered over time that it was better to simply not tell him things - to hold back information until it was the right time for him to hear it. 

“Do you actually enjoy being irritating?” Dick rasped harshly at you. “Or is it just something that you’re good at?” 

You shrugged. “Probably both.” 

He let out another stiff breath. 

“Look, I’m here for Rachel.” You said, trying to correct course. “She’s mourning, she’s confused, her powers are out of control. She needs someone to help guide her. Someone who might be able to show her how to keep her powers under control.” 

“O-kay.” Dick said, clearly dubious, not fully convinced. He looked at you with his brows firmly knit, and you felt the need to further convince him. 

“Look, I’m not stalking you if you think that’s what it is.” You added on. “I had a vision, I saw you and Dawn on the roof-” 

“Okay, okay, I get it now.” Dick smirked sarcastically, crossing his arms firmly over his chest, making his biceps bulge inside of his button down shirt in a way that was far too appealing. 

Focus - you reminded yourself. Focus. 

“What?” You replied, genuinely confused. 

“You don’t like me spending time with Dawn.” He declared, continuing to smirk at you as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. 

More than anything, this left you utterly fucking confused. 

“What?” You chuckled, repeating the word like a gaping parrot - a nervous, awkward edge in your voice. 

You liked Dawn. She was one of your best friends. 

And you didn’t give a rat’s ass if Dick and Dawn spent time together. Especially because you knew that Dick coming here was him fleeing to a friend while in crisis, not him looking for a hookup. Especially not while Dawn and Hank were together. Dawn was nothing if not intensely loyal. 

And nothing would have happened while Hank was in the apartment. You had never seen Dick and Hank fight - but Hank was just a bit bigger, and because of his upbringing, he had absolutely no qualms about fighting dirty, even when he was fighting a friend. So you knew who you would bet on in that fight. 

So - what the hell was Dick talking about? 

Even with your strange sense of omnipotence, you couldn’t tell at the time - Dick was baiting you. Hard. He wanted you to flip out, to get jealous. 

It was the emotionally stunted thing to do, but he wanted to see some sense that you cared. 

At least Hank going full cave-man mode upon seeing Dick meant that he thought what he had with Dawn was precious and worth protecting. It meant that he saw Dick as a threat. 

When you continued to stare at Dick with nothing but confusion, gaping like a fish, he flailed, realizing what a terrible move this was. And for some stupid reason, instead of dropping the subject altogether, he dug himself deeper into the hole. 

“You know, the thing with me and Dawn is all in the past.” He said, mentally squirming, waiting to see how you would react. “There’s really nothing going on between us.” 

“Yeah.” You smoothed your lips into a firm line, completely uncaring about this line of conversation. “Good for you.” 

Perhaps mistaking the annoyance in these words as the jealousy that he was so urgently seeking, his tone completely changed then. Like a child throwing a tantrum, he had gotten the negative energy that he wanted from the interaction - so he kept on digging in. 

“Okay, you know what?” He snapped. “If you’re not gonna tell me why you’re really here, then I’m just gonna have to assume that you’re bullshitting.” 

“Oh, I’m bullshitting?” You replied, resisting the urge to break into a grin. 

He had seen solid proof of your powers on many occasions. He had seen you do things that couldn’t be proven by science. So why was he only accusing you of ‘bullshitting’ right now?

“Yes.” He replied stoically. “You didn’t see anything - you don’t actually know anything. You don’t know shit. You’re probably just guessing, and making shit up as you go along and hoping people will believe you.” 

“Okay.” You shrugged. 

You were unphased by this declaration. You knew by now to trust your visions - even if Dick was revoking that trust. You knew that you had solid information, and if you didn’t follow it, the lives of the people that you loved were at risk. 

You guessed that this was just Dick throwing a tantrum because you wouldn’t share that information with him. 

Dick ground his teeth. Unconsciously, he was still intensely frustrated that he hadn’t gotten more of a reaction out of you. Whether it was the information that he was looking for - or some greater sense of anger or urgency that he felt when you were around. But he needed something. He needed to know that you still felt something because of him.

You were always so damn calm. Far too calm for his liking.

“You’re just guessing.” He pressed on. “It’s not that hard to know I would come here. You just fucking followed me because-” 

“So you’re saying that all the military tactics Bruce taught you never paid off, and you’re intensely predictable when fleeing under pressure?” You chuckled, pointing out the flaws in his own logic. 

Dick flinched. 

He hated how uncomfortable your words made him. Squirming in that discomfort - he went low. 

“And you’re admitting that you’re just a bullshit carnival psychic like your mother was?” 

It was a tender wound. 

The moment that your face fell - shifting from mild amusement at your own joke to intense pain and hurt - Dick’s insides recoiled with regret. 

“Y/N-” He sighed. 

“Nope.” You cut him off sharply, shoving past him. 

He let you, finally allowing you to escape the tense air of the bathroom so you could go out and properly catch up with Dawn while drinking your coffee. 

… 

No matter how angry you were with him, you couldn’t let him die. 

Even as you laughed and chatted with Dawn, and got to know Rachel a bit, you couldn’t get the flashes of horrifying possible futures out of your mind. 

… 

Where is Dick Grayson? Where is Dick Grayson? Where is he? 

A crazed family singing showtunes. A skipping rope being used as a whip - knives plunging through flesh. Torture. Pain. Screams. 

You saw Dick fleeing with Rachel in the night, believing that he had made the right decision to protect her. Believing that he was keeping you, and Dawn and Hank safe. You heard a sharp screech of tires as he was cut off on a dark backroad by an old-fashioned station wagon with wooden paneling. A car crash. Dick flew through the front windshield - and as he bled to death, his last moments were spent hearing Rachel’s cries for help as she was dragged from the car. 

Bad decision. 

Dick spoke about ‘some job’ that Hank and Dawn were planning and instantly, there were flashes through your mind of Dawn shot in the head, laying on the floor in a pool of her own blood - Hank’s screams of anguish as he was chained and tortured. 

They need his help. 

Why were you there? 

To stop those bad decisions. Hopefully. 

You couldn’t explain it all to Dick - you couldn’t play it all out for him so simply. He was a control freak. If you told him all the details, then he would insist on making a choice. He would insist on running the play. And he might make one of those stupid choices. You had to avoid making the same mistake that your mother had. Don’t give those stubborn, powerful men too much information and trust them to use it wisely - because they most likely won’t. 

“You should go with them.” You told Dick, your voice curt - the first time that you had acknowledged him in hours. 

He seemed shocked by you even looking in his direction, let alone speaking to him after the comment he had made. 

“Look, Y/N-” 

“I’ll stay with Rachel.” You added on. 

When Rachel eagerly agreed to this, it seemed to seal the deal for him. 

He acted as though it was his plan all along. 

Whatever made him feel better about it. 

… 

You and Rachel ended up on the rooftop. She gravitated toward the doves - she found them calming, as she told you. 

“How do you know Dick?” She asked you, clearly unable to keep down that curiosity that was naturally biting at her. 

With the cool night air whipping at your cheeks, you found it easy to be vulnerable with her. 

“We grew up together.” You told her. 

“You were a part of the Circus?” She asked, giving a small amused grin at the thought. 

“Yes.” You confirmed, mirroring her smile. Sometimes the nostalgia was painful, but unlike Dick, you didn’t try to forget it. “My mother was a fortune teller - a psychic. She was considered one of the best. People would come from miles around, or even follow the Circus from place to place just to have their palm read by her.” 

Rachel laughed at this, clearly amused. 

“So what - she had a big crystal ball, and she would read the lines on your hand to tell you how long you’re gonna live?” 

You shrugged. 

“Something like that.” You confirmed.

There was a beat of silence. Knowing what Rachel was going through, you felt the need to confess something to her. 

“My mother - she died when I was about your age.” You told her, knowing that it was likely something she needed to hear. 

It can always be comforting to know that you’re not alone. 

Rachel looked at you with large, piercing eyes - heavy grief still dancing there. It was still so fresh. Your heart ached for her. 

“What happened?” She asked. 

With her powers, you were surprised that she didn’t already know. 

But you thought it apt to explain it to her. 

“My mother didn’t just do card tricks and read palms.” You said. “She was special. Special like us, special.” 

A distinct look of dawning came across Rachel’s features. 

“She had powers.” She said softly. 

You nodded. 

“So, wait - are these kinds of powers… genetic?” She asked eagerly, seeming to perk with interest at this. 

Suddenly, a million long-dead questions about a father she had never known overtook her like a tidal wave. 

Obviously, her mother had been perfectly normal. Had she gotten her powers from her father? If she found him, would he be able to tell her who she truly was? 

“I suppose so.” You answered meekly, hating that you didn’t know for certain. “I hate that I can’t say for sure.” 

Rachel’s face fell at this.

Then, something occurred to her. 

“How did your mom’s powers kill her?” She asked. 

“It - it wasn’t really her powers that killed her.” You began to explain. “It was more… the way she used them.” 

Rachel looked at you expectantly, and you continued. 

“Before she died… she saw what happened to Dick’s parents in a vision. How they died.” You explained. “She tried to stop it, and the people who were intent on killing them weren’t too happy about it. So they killed her too.” 

It was a fate that you were constantly trying to avoid - stumbling into death while trying to save those that you loved. It was one of the reasons that you put up with so much attitude from Dick Grayson. You would much rather have him alive and giving you lip than have him dead because of some mistake that you made. 

Rachel looked pensive for a moment - watching the birds as they rested in their large cage. 

“Is that why you’re helping us now?” She asked quietly. “You’re trying to keep us from getting killed?” 

“I’m doing my best.” You remarked, anxious hope ripe in your voice. 

…

Clustering voices. A tense argument. 

It was broken up by - 

“Hello there.” 

The faux sweetness of a dangerous stranger. 

Fear shook you. The sound gave you a sense of deja vu. You recognized them from a far off vision. 

Before you could warn the others, it broke into a brutal fight. 

You used all the training you had, but you were distracted by Dick being thrown off the roof. Something hit you in the head, hard - you heard Dawn cry out for help, and you saw a cluster of blonde hair and limbs as she went flying. 

Rachel screamed and reached out for you and you desperately reached back - you were dizzy and blinking heavily and didn’t even remember being knocked down. 

“Dawn! Dawn!” 

You heard Dick shouting urgently and then you realized in horror that she might be dead. 

Dawn. 

You were sluggish and felt wetness on the side of your face that must have been blood, but you forcibly peeled yourself off the ground, stumbling toward the sound of Dick’s voice - toward the fire escape. You tripped down a few of the stairs, your blurred eyes only focused on the shape of them - him crouching over her body, blonde hair splayed across the pavement, limp legs. 

She’s not dead. 

She can’t be. 

When you made it to her, you fell to your knees beside her. With the last of her energy, she locked eyes with you. 

Fear. Anxiety. Terror. Trust. 

She knew that you would help her. 

Her eyes drifted closed, and Dick panicked. 

“Dawn, Dawn!” 

“Be quiet.” You barked at him. 

You needed to concentrate. 

“You’re telling me to shut up?” He griped back, his fear and panic foaming up through his lips as intense anger directed towards you. “Shouldn’t you have seen this coming? What happened to-?” 

“I don’t appreciate the attitude.” You ground out, looking up at him to find nothing but pure fear staring back at you. “Now - Shut. Up.” 

You placed your hand gently onto Dawn’s forehead - you concentrated hard, focusing your powers on her. You couldn’t do anything about her physical injuries, but you could preserve the parts of her that mattered the most. You could keep her spirit alive. You could lock her memories away in a safe place so that she would be whole when her body healed. 

“What kind of voodoo bullshit is she doing?” Hank huffed out, having just made it down the fire escape himself. 

“Be quiet and let her work.” Dick told him, waving a dismissive hand in Hank’s direction. 

For once in their lives, both of the men sat in silence, actually deferring to you and following your lead. 

They trusted you to do something good for her, rather than doing more harm.

...

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But if you are a patient person - feel free to read and enjoy my other Titans works while I am working on updates for this (and working on other exciting things). I particularly recommend reading Your First Kiss With Dick Grayson to scratch that emotionally constipated Dick Grayson itch if this fic left you feening. Also, feel free to send me a message telling me what you thought of this fic or other fics in general.

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love me some side characters introduced for fighting arcs that don’t really have stakes that never appear again

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🌗💕📚💎📒🎤🎁 heh heh

AAAA SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG, I'VE BEEN TRYING TO WAKE UP ENOUGH TO HOP ONTO MY PC TO MAKE THE REPLY PROCESS EASIER SKDJUFSDF

Honestly I love a good mix of both fluff and angst. Depending on my mood it can be just one or the other but writing both together is just so <3

2. I am nothing if not a self-ship monster. It's legit all I write. Generally I use like... ocs for it but I kinda use bits of myself for all my ocs anyway lmao. Someday I might try branching out and do reader x canon type stuff but for now it's just my ultra self-indulgent shit lmao

3. I think the fandoms I've wrote for the most so far is the MHA / BNHA fandom and Pokemon? I had an ultra-long Pokemon/Naruto crossover fic I wrote when I was like 14 that was like 50-ish chapters long and yet somehow still unfinished lmao. I still have that shit but I reuploaded it to Google Docs to make sure I never lost it, even if some of it makes me cringe now lmao

4. Forbidden love is a vibe I really dig ngl. Esp like.. older x younger type vibes where the younger person just like... absolutely lights up the older persons gloomy heart and makes them feel young again in a good way. I've also been really into soulmates type stuff lately. Also stuff with like A/B/O vibes but like I kinda cherry pick that stuff and rework it a bit for my own personal writing vibes.

5. I have a legit wasteland of barely started / half finished fics. I have only finished one and I have no idea how I managed to get the self-control to only make it 4 pages long ngl lmao. I really wanna go back and rewrite a few older fics but that's a lot of time and energy for someone like me (ADHD/Autism brain that hates doing something that feels unfulfilling in the moment lmao). Someday I hope to finish something longer though.

6. Honestly it's more an entire section lmao. The entire plot point was that my oc Riley was trying to ask probing questions in regard to my friends oc I wrote into the story, named Iseiah, who was in love with this character named Zisu and because of how Riley asked Zisu mistook it for Riley asking her out and any time Riley would attempt to interject Zisu would cut her off so the next day at lunch they're all sitting at the table and Zisu slips that Riley 'asked her out' and Iseiah loses his shit because he had just told Riley how he had feelins for Zisu. In his anger he didn't give Riley much of a chance to explain but accidentally let it slip that he was in love with Zisu. In that particular scene he says a lot of shit but my absolute fave line was “OH I SEE HOW IT IS, I TELL YOU I’M IN LOVE WITH HER AND YOU FUCKING STEAL HER, RIGHT UNDER MY NOSE! YOU RUG PULLING BITCH! I’VE BEEN WAITING YEARS TO ASK THIS GIRL OUT, BUT LO AND BEHOLD, LIL MISS AMNESIA FALLEN FROM THE SKY DECIDES SHES GONNA STEAL MY FUCKING GIRL!" and honestly I frequently quote "You rug-pulling bitch!" lmaoo. Best part was that Zisu is built like a bodyguard and legit took him down and pinned him to keep him from causing a scene lol. Just genuinely one of my absolute fave scenes because of the rollercoaster of shit in it.

7. I don't even think I have the file anymore but the line was "If nothing is real and nothing matters... then why not enjoy it? Allow yourself to live the way you want to for once. With no regrets. Not everyone has that chance. Take it and make this life, however fake it may be, a life worth living." - The fic was from a fucking Justice League / Batman fic of all things lmao

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19, 20, 23, 28, 43, and 50 for the OC questions!

19. Introduce an OC who means a lot to you (and explain why).

Mads, have I introduced you to Hage? He's an old, old, old OC. An abomination of a genetic experiment. I get so emo over him, so quickly, every time. He just wants friends? I did this to him? He shouldn't exist but he's loved?

20. Do any of your OCs sing? If they sing, care to share more details (headcanon voice, what kind of songs they like etc)?

This has the potential to be the longest answer in the world, so suffice it to say, I have a bead on the singing voice and usually general musical talent of almost every OC. Anyway.

Believe it or not, Ranna's singing voice is not fantastic. She has fine technique, but her tone's dark and a little forced. Nolan has a fine baritone but doesn't often use it. Vela, predictably, has a perfect punk rock voice. Dalir sings like an angel. Evenly and Ea sing together and it's very cute. And Hallis has a surprising, light, clear tenor, which he uses carelessly in any situation.

23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

Ooh, that's Kit. Kitrand was a NNWM protagonist from [train passes by] years ago. He started out quiet and reserved, but with some desire to do something noble. He was dedicated to the princess. But as that princess character changed to a darker, more ruthless antagonist, Kitrand changed with her, to make sense of him serving her. That village shy-boy vibe turned colder and broody. But the level of devotion stayed. And then I wrote him with Scott's OC and realized oh! This young man is gay! So it became part of his character journey: from fulfilling his heroic expectations through loyalty and love for the princess to clashing with and ultimately finding a better match with a brilliant, uncouth foreign prince.

28. Your most dangerous OC?

I'd say Ian. In the overlap between 'could kill you' and 'would kill you,' he's the emperor of five planets, with training and deadly decisiveness of his own, and worst of all, he's paranoid and twitchy. Even being his close ally is a terrible and risky experience.

43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favour some certain traits or looks? It’s time to confess.

I'll admit it: I make plain-looking OCs. Unless I'm going out of my way to have a sexy character, they're going to end up looking like just Some Guy. I have no explanation for this and no plans to stop.

I also make siblings. If I'm going to make an OC for a fandom, there's a 90% chance it's an existing character's sibling. What can I say? It's just good content.

50. Give me the good ol’ OC talk here. Talk about anything you want.

I go rabid for OC playdates. Always have, probably always will. You find some of the best dynamics that way, just throwing people in a room and seeing what happens. I love D&D, I love RP, and I'm still SO enamored of the 'datefriends' exercise I did with Kelly once. We each created an OC without consulting the other and had them go on a blind date. And then. We ended up with an otp that is sooo wonderful and timeless. I don't know what I mean to say here except AAAA CHARACTERS Also VELA/WILLOW FOREVER