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hailsatanacab · 4 months

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I'll ask after that secret number 8!

I only remembered secret number 8 because I saw your wip here! I'd started this one based on the same prompt, then lost said prompt and stopped working on it 😅

Instead of a snippet, I'm just dropping it all here - maybe that way I'll feel inspired to finish it?

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It’s a full house for dinner tonight and, really, that should have tipped him off.

Bruce sits at the head of the table, smiling softly as he watches over everyone’s antics. Damian is regaling Dick with everything they saw at the zoo that day (Danny had been so happy to see Delilah the purpleback gorilla again, and her new little additions to the troupe, too!) and how well they are implementing the grant the Wayne Foundation had gifted them. Tim, Steph, Cass, and Duke are all engaged in a thumb-war tournament which Danny has no interest in participating in. It just wouldn’t be fair on them.

Danny loves that look. The one where Bruce’s eyes crinkle when he thinks none of the kids can see him. It oozes love and it makes Danny’s heart, his core, ache.

It’s been a little over a year since Alfred found him on the street and managed to wrangle him back to the manor to stay—even after the whole biting thing when he realised how rich they were.

A little over a year here and Danny’s starting to feel like family.

Starting to feel like he might, just maybe, like to make it official.

“Danny,” Bruce says, drawing everyone’s attention. Danny starts at his name, but Bruce’s voice is warm and calm, and his shoulders lose their tension almost immediately. “Danny, I have something I would like to tell you.”

“Uhhh…” is all Danny can croak out, eyes flicking back and forth between Bruce and the rest of them. Smooth. Looking good, Danny.

Except… they’re all happy. All smiles, all relaxed body language, all radiating calm and love and acceptance. Well, not Damian—his face is as thunderous as it always is—which at least means it’s nothing too out of the ordinary.

“Danny, first of all, I just want to impress upon you that this is in no way something you have to do. You are under no obligation to join us and, no matter what, you shall always be welcome with us in the manor.”

Wait, what? Danny squints at Bruce, trying to parse exactly what he’s saying… Is he—is this them asking to adopt him? Do they want to make it official, too?

It’s been a little over a year and of course Danny has imagined calling Bruce ‘Dad’. Of course he’s imagined being part of the family, of course he wants to make it official!

He can’t help the beaming grin or the bright and bubbling “Yes!” already waiting on his lips. All Bruce has to do is ask, all Danny needs to hear is—

“I’m Batman.”

The smile freezes on Danny’s face.

His lungs stop working, his heart stops working, he stops working, he just—

“And I’m Nightwing,” Dick smiles, breaking the awkward silence.

Danny’s eyes snap to him, and then down to Tim when he admits to being Red Robin. Duke is Signal, Steph is Spoiler. Damian begrudgingly tells him he’s Robin, but Danny can barely hear it over the ringing in his ears.

“I’m Black Bat.” Cass cocks her head, almost looking concerned. It always felt like she understood him the most. Whenever he was feeling low, too in his memories, or stewing after a nightmare, she was always there, ready to card her fingers through his hair and never mention his tears. It makes his heart ache to think of it now. “It’s okay, Danny.”

It’s meant to be reassuring, but how—how can it be okay? How?

Danny’s spent a little over a year with them. A little over a year with Batman.

Batman, who works with the Justice League, who works with…

A little over a year.

Just under 16 months since he escaped.

“Danny? Are you alright?” Bruce asks

Finally, his lungs kickstart and suck in a shuddering breath, only for everyone to drop their smiles.

Didn’t take them long, did it? Now that their ruse is up, there’s no kindness in their eyes, they’re just… cold, calculating. Evaluating.

“Why?” Danny gasps, his fingers tingling, his heart in his throat.

Just under 16 months since he—has he escaped? Or was this just another one of their experiments?

"I... I trusted you, why—" Danny chokes back a sob, gritting his teeth as his shoulders shake. Why? Why would they do this? "I was happy here, with you. I thought... Weren't you happy?"

"Danny..." Bruce is looking at him, eyes narrow and eyebrows pinched, in some cruel facsimile of confused concern and all Danny can think is how much of an actor he is. How well he can play the part of a doting father. How much he made him want that.

"I don't understand, why..."

"I'm sorry we didn't tell you before, I can imagine that it comes as a shock. We shouldn't have lied to you, Danny, but—"

"Stop it!" Danny slams his hands down on the table and pushes himself up on wobbly legs. Even standing, he feels so small. Smaller than Bruce, than all of his adopted siblings. They crowd above him when they all stand, too. "Just stop it! Why are you doing this, why are you still pretending? Stop it!"

It was easier, with Danny's biological parents. The knowledge that they'd do anything to get him on a lab table, to open him up and see what makes him tick, to rip him apart molecule by molecule, had always been there. He knew they hated ghosts. He knew they hated Phantom. He knew they hated him. It was easier because it was something he'd known all his life. When he died, when he became a ghost, he knew what to expect from them. It hurt, of course it did.

But it was easier than this.

"Danny, I'm going to need you to take a deep breath. You're having a panic attack and you need to breathe."

"Breathe?" Danny laughs, the sound harsh and choking, too high pitched in his hysteria. "You're joking, right? Or is this just more of the—the experiment?"

"Danny, please, we don't know what you're talking about, you—"

"You don't know? You're Batman! You work with the Justice League, you work with—" His words choke off as his stomach churns, bile rising in his throat. His whole body itches, screaming at him to leave, he can't go back, he can't, he can't, he can't!

Bruce takes a hesitant step forward and Danny scrambles back, his feet catching on the chair behind him and sending him careening to the floor. Where are the agents? Why aren't they swarming in, ready to apprehend him, strap him back on the table, carve him from the inside out.

"Please, Danny, calm down. We don't—"

Danny stops listening. His back hits the wall and he pulls his knees into his chest, his shoulders dipping down as he begins to sob. His heart throbs inside his throat, too painful to swallow around. Tears fall hot and heavy on his face.

Sure, he could run. He could phase out through the wall and he could be out of Gotham in a couple of hours. He's escaped the GIW once, he can do it again.

But that was before Batman knew who he was. Before he had the World's Greatest Detective on his tail.

Before he...

He really thought this would be different, you know?

He wanted to make it official.

"Why did... Why were you so nice to me? Why did you make me like you? I really—I really liked you. I-I thought we could be a family."

"Danny, we are a—"

"Don't lie to me!" Danny snaps, but the force of his anger leeches all the fight from him, and suddenly all that's left is a bone-weary tiredness. There’s a lump in his throat that hurts. There’s a line down his chest that burns. "I don't care. I don't care anymore, I don't. Just... don't make me go back there. Please."

Is it futile? He thought he knew how the GIW operated by now, the depths that they would go to achieve their results, but this... this was a whole new level of pain that Danny thought he had left behind him in Amity.

"We're not going to make you go anywhere, Danny, you're safe here, I promise."

"Safe? Safe? You must have—" he takes a deep breath, tries to stop the quivering of his voice. It’s all starting to make sense, now. "The reason you're telling me who you are is because you must have told them everything already. I know the Justice League—I know you're working with them, which means the ex-experiment is over now, and they're coming to take me back. And I can't go back."

"Danny—"

"I can’t!” Danny glares at Bruce with all the rage he can, fingernails digging into his skin. “I’m not going back!"

"That's right, you're not going back, Danny. I won't let that happen." Bruce crouches down in front of Danny, his hands open and raised as if he's trying to say he's not a threat. "I don't know who you're talking about, and I'm sorry about that, but I can promise you that you’re not going back there. We will keep you safe."

Danny pulls himself closer, tucks himself further into the wall, eyes flickering all across the room waiting for that tell-tale flash of white as the agents start to swarm.

He should take his chances now and run, he should go, he needs to go!

The rest of them, his brothers and sisters of a little over a year, are spread out, giving him and Bruce some space. The same concern colours all of their faces. Why are they still pretending?

Steph is chewing on her thumb.

Danny liked Steph and her brash confidence, her jokes. She's been promising to paint his nails for months now, they've just never found the time. He was going to go for green and black, or maybe a galaxy theme, depending on what she felt comfortable doing.

He likes them all.

"You were supposed to be my family." His mouth turns down at the corners and his voice shakes like a child. "You were supposed to—why? Why would you—I don't understand why you would make me like you..."

"This isn't an experiment, Danny," Bruce's voice is steady, soothing. "I promise."

"But you work with them and—"

"Who do I work with?"

"The Justice League."

"Yes, I do, but we—"

"And the Justice League works with them. The GIW." Danny trembles with the name, clutching tightly onto his hoodie. "I'm not going back there, Bruce."

Danny doesn't miss Bruce's look over his shoulder, nor Tim's nod in return. Tim turns slightly to the side to hide his movements, but Danny bets he has his phone in his hand, probably letting them know they can take him now. Guess this is it, then. They'll be here soon, and he'll be gone.

"Kill me."

"Danny? What do—"

"If you ever had any kindness for me, if you ever cared, kill me. Please, Bruce. I can't do it again."

"Danny..."

"End me now. Take my core out and break it, please, before they get here."

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dpxdc fanfic #wip game #thanks for the ask <3 and thanks for helping me remember this fic lol #also huge thanks for having the prompt linked because i have S O M A N Y prompt wips that i can't ever post because i've lost the post #didn't really know how to get danny to calm down #that's a lie #i have a few ideas of where this can go but no motivation for it - not against all the other wips #i'll keep at it and ig post to ao3 should it actually start looking alright #¯\_(ツ)_/¯#dudes did u kno u can pin shit to your clipboard on desktop because i fucking love that #also if you use the windows key + . there's like emojis and shit #(((φ(◎ロ◎;)φ)))#<- and kaomoji too!!!!!#anyway that's been fun facts and fanfic with me. ur welcome #oh shit my writing tag #hailsatanacrab🦀🦀writes #at some point 'oh shit my writing tag' will just become my writing tag #anyway thank you again for the ask #good night everyone!!!!!

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random-fandom-whump · 2 years

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The Originals S02E06 ↳ By Request

#the originals #whumpedit #elijah mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #brotherly moments #rescue #chained up #blood #unconscious #wake up #the originals 2x06 #ep: wheel inside the wheel #requests #sorry it took so long #and i lost your original ask #so anon if you are reading this and i didn't get the moment you wanted #send me another ask

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scoliosisgoblin · 3 months

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doodles of the gay idiots feat Mona and my girlfriend's oc, Lilly :) (who is also a gay idiot)

#oh the pain Mona would have Peter go through when playing #Jay tried to warn him but he didn't listen #though Jay would probably fall harder for Peter when watching him play with Mona #also yeah I got a girlfriend now look at me go I'm so cool #Jay would ask Peter to buy him the most random stuff btw #he'd ask a bunch of weird questions too. like “would you still love me if I were a worm” or #“would you still love me if I murdered your family and spoke German only and stitched your mouth to someone's ass?”#important questions. silly nonetheless #when moving in with Peter. Jay would lounge around the house a bunch once he'd gotten used to the place #and he'd get lost in the woods at least once a week. Peter would panic and go in looking for him #just to find Jay running through a stream or something. maybe fighting a bear or petting a bird idk depends on his mood #fun fact: in my friends au Mona is Lilly's and Jay's kid who's part pancake. more on taht later or something idk it's a long story #anyway idk what else to say #my art #void #friends au #peter yb #your boyfriend #your boyfriend game #Peter Dunbar #Jay #Mona #color palette #pansexual #transgender #jacob skelton #oc stuff

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singswan-springswan · 1 year

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the little mermaid but it's kanera

#“I want to know what the sky tastes like. but If I fly on a ship that's close enough”#“Hera get your kriffing head out of the clouds and back in the kriffing water where it belongs”#“I won't lose my only child the way I lost her mother”#“yo dad I'm like in my twenties”#“You're still my child”#“the prince? yeah yeah he's hot but loOK AT HIS SHIP”#“Oh kanan it isn't just me the whole kingdom wants to see you happily settled down with the right girl”#“She's out there somewhere Oke and when I meet her I'll know! It'll just hit me! bam! like lightning!”#“that may be a bit in poor taste”#“Yeah the last time you got electrocuted it didn't turn out too well”#“wow okay sabine but no one asked you”#“thrawn what in the seven seas would you need my voice for”#“princess are you blind read the contract it says your voice is my payment”#“right but why do you want it”#“Well if you must know Eli broke my record player and now we can't rig a proper cauldron playlist so take this as a compliment”#“zeb is it just me or is the queen being suspiciously nice”#“hera clearly she thinks you're daughter-in-law material why else would she keep arranging dates for you and the prince”#“aw i love her”

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kakusu-shipping · 1 year

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Hi, I would like to understand why do you ship Mario and Luigi? You don't have to answer if it's not comfortable for you. 🙂

This soooooo immediately reads as a bait question, but I'm trusting you here anon I'm trusting you asked this in genuine good faith which I don't know why you would but if you want to know;

The short answer is Because I Want To and I Like Them. Plain and simple, there doesn't have to be a deeper reason. Sometimes we just ship things because we want to. Understood? Okay cool.

A slightly longer answer would be because they're the kind of Ship Dynamic that brings me the most comfort. I love a ship where they are each other's other half, they understand eachother and support eachother and just get eachother in ways no other person ever could. Loving eachother, being together is all they've ever known, they can't imagine a world where they're not together, side by side.

Platonic or Romantic aside, Mario and Luigi are a perfect pair, that's their entire thing. Mario is Reckless and Headstrong, Luigi is Calculating and Sturdy. Mario charges forward, Luigi holds the line. Mario picks mushrooms out of his spaghetti, and Luigi eats them. They fill in the gaps the other leaves, they compliment and communicate and trust one another undoubtedly.

I love a love like that. Of course it's you. It was always going to be you. It could never be anyone but you. I am not me without you, and you are not you without me. They are eachother's everything

They are a bonded pair, do not separate.

#Shipcest #Mariocest #Did I explain myself well?? I dunno #I don't trust you anon but I'm willing to answer your question anyway #The simply answer is; They're my comfort ship and I love them and they love eachother #Romantic or Platonic I don't care I adore them either way #There's like a third reasons kind of but Tumblr's recent TOS update kind of puts me on edge talking about it #Sense people have already lost their blogs over the kind of conversation #So for now you get the simple answer of #I like they're dynamic. I love that they love eachother no matter what #I love how completely they love eachother #There is NOTHING you can do to make me love you less #That kind of thing #Brothers Lovers Best Friends and more they are eachother's everything #I feel like I could have answered this better with more like #Insane Red String Cork Board style rambling and evidence #but you caught me at a bad time Anon I just finished cleaning my ENTIRE house #And sense you're on Anon I didn't want to leave the ask sitting too long #So you get an I'm tired and can only bare minimum answer you for now #If I didn't explain something right ask again I guess maybe off anon this time so I can let it sit a bit #Or don't idk #I hope you got the answer you were looking for #Thankyou for asking

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mozart-the-meerkitten · 3 months

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Rant

I love my job because I love working with kids. I love seeing them grow and watching the ways their little minds work and helping them when they need it.

I also hate my job because I'll get used and abused all day, having to do things that AREN'T MY RESPONSIBILITY because literally no one else is paying attention to the kids, I am the only one watching even though I'm NOT the teacher, I'm NOT the classroom aide, I am a one-on-one.

But I CARE. I care so FREAKING MUCH about these kids that I can't just not do anything. I have TRIED to not do anything. It never works. And it's maddening and I hate it I hate it I hate that I can be USED in this way.

But by God these kids do not deserve to suffer just because I'm the only adult in the room willing to DO MY GOSHDANGED JOB so I do more than I should because these are LITTLE PEOPLE who don't UNDERSTAND. I want to wear a shirt every day that says, "I'm doing this FOR THE KIDS."

I just wish somebody else would do it for them too.

#rant #parapro #paraprofessional #kids #teacher #rant brought to you by: my coworker who does her job was out today and the teacher wasn't doing squat #and neither was the other teacher/aide #Idk how to classify her she's there because the actual teacher STILL doesn't have her certification #so for legal reasons she has to exist #and I GET that she didn't sign up to do this for a whole school year she signed up to do it for like a month #but crap happens and you're here so DO YOUR JOB #I 👏 AM NOT 👏 THE CLASSROOM 👏 AIDE 👏#STOP TREATING ME LIKE I AM #I'm also still sick and I am just TIRED #there was NO appreciation today #I had to YELL for them to realize one of the kids hurt me (slammed his head into my jaw not fun)#this happens at every parapro job I have I swear #one of the kids called me mean today and I almost lost it I swear #GIRL IT'S BECAUSE I'M THE ONLY ONE DOING ANYTHING #*AND* I'M SICK #not like I wasn't the one to figure out what one of our nonverbal kiddos needed #she had like ten puzzles out on a table and I had her clean them up because the other kids were gonna need the table soon #whole meltdown but we did it #meltdown continues #she's just walking around with a puzzle crying she doesn't want to DO the puzzle but she doesn't want to put it back either #WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO JUST IGNORE THE CRYING CHILD (like everyone else)?!?#yeah did that for about a minute couldn't take it #asked if she needed a hug #got down and asked her what was wrong #she finally does uppy arms at me so I pick her up

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dont-open-dead-inside-25 · 13 days

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in genuine despair over this

#i lost schwan's!!!#i thought they didn't come to our house anymore because you had to ask them to come and we stopped asking but no #they just had a route and stopped visiting bc covid #i miss the breakfast minnies 😭😭😭#schwan's is like an adult ice cream truck btw #they sell frozen food. also ice cream #and they drive in your neighborhood and knock on your door and say “hey do you want to buy some schwan's” and you say “please can i have so #e watermelon sherbet“ and they say ”okay“ and go get some from their truck and you buy it from them #finn says shit #schwan's

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stackthedeck · 2 years

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the dd fanfic writers slowly fading is SO SAD to watch. like in january i used to refresh the mattfoggy tag on ao3 like 3 times a day and there would be several new fics every time, now there’s only like 1 fic every two days :(

I KNOW RIGHT!! I watched season 1 of Daredevil when it first came out but dropped off between seasons because there were other marvel things I was more interested in but the fact is that the fandom was active for way longer back then! Even though there was a "Daredevil Renaissance" it was incredibly short-lived and it sucks

actually, I've had this rant prepared for a long time so I'm sorry anon but I'm going to take your ask and run with it. So one of the bigger topics of discussion in fan studies is the shelf life of fandoms. Generally speaking, the fandoms that last the longest are serialized works. The best examples are tv shows: star trek, superwholock, x-files, etc. Why is this? the generally accepted answer is that there is a perfect balance of content and no content. You watch the episode and then you think about it for a week until the next one airs and the cycle repeats. You go see a movie, you'll think about it for a week maybe watch it again but eventually, you run out of things to think about. The formula for fandom is frustration+passion, enough time without content is going to increase frustration and diminish passion. This is why Harry Potter still has a thriving fanbase, the books were a series and the movies were a series, there's a lot of passion in the potential and the nostalgia and a fuck ton of frustration. So now that tv is less serialization and more binging, there's way too much content with no time to process it, audiences can find neither frustration nor passion, they simply binge.

okay but Daredevil was originally released as a binging series why did the fandom have such a short shelf life the second time around? Well for one, it's a good show and there was a lot of time between seasons. but two, the original fanbase probably watched marvel movies but they didn't have the mcu mindset yet. The mcu is serialized, it releases things with enough time between to process it but not so much time that you forget it exists, this should be the perfect Petri dish for fandom, right? My working theory is that the mcu is trying to have the best of both worlds with transformative and affirmational fans. There's plenty of merch to collect and trivia to memorize, but there are also lots of character moments and missing scenes to expand on in fic. I mean they even try to queerbait fans, they don't do it well, but they try. The mcu is trying to create the fandom of tv shows and movie franchises and they have, but the fandom model they really should be replicating is comics. Comics fans usually just have their one character or team and then are loosely aware of other things happening in the larger universe for whenever there's a company-wide event (which use to be few and far between but that's a different rant). Because comics are serialized and the big favorite characters were always going to have a book, transformative comic fans were small but consistent. But because the mcu are movie adaptations, they simply can't function like comic fandom. If you're watching the mcu, your fav may show up in a movie for a minute and that'll jump-start the fandom, but it doesn't change the fact that they haven't had a story or development since their last thing.

The mcu is huge, but it is migratory within itself (a largely unique and unstudied phenomenon in fan studies). Mcu fans engage with the mcu like it's a tv show, always waiting for the next episode or season, but because they're really so unconnected, so are the fan works. (this is not a dig at phase 4, this is a dig at the mcu as a whole because it can't tell a complete story like a tv show or film franchise without having one director and a start and an END point. It wants to be a film franchise and a comic book run, but it can't be both.) There's too much content demand of the audience and it's weird that it's all connected. It's weird that I have to watch the iron man movies to understand what's going on in the spider-man movies, that's not how it is in the comics, you just read the spider-man comics and maybe Tony Stark shows up and there will be a little foot note directing you towards the important iron man issues, but you frankly don't need to read them. There's too much content and fans can't possibly be invested in all of it. It's like if you were watching Supernatural and after season 3 we had to watch a prequel about Cas and it's only until two season of that, that Dean gets brought back, you probably wouldn't remember why you cared about Dean in the first place. Like audiences can only reasonably be invested in a team of 3 to 7 heroes, you could maybe push it to 9 or 10, but frankly, 5 is the sweet spot. Having over a dozen heroes that all have dynamics and stories is too much for me as a fan to keep up with and frankly it's too much for directors and writers to keep up with. There's so much happening all the time and there are wildly conflicting tones and fans are expected to not only watch it but remember it!

The Daredevil renaissance was over the minute the thor love and thunder trailer dropped because mcu fans are not behaving like comic book fans—picking and choosing a fav to stick with—but like tv fans. Mcu stans are fans of marvel movies first and their fav second. But like if you're a Daredevil fan—someone who likes gritty street-level heroes that are very grounding in personal drama—I wouldn't recommend high-concept sci-fi like thor or wandavison, I'd maybe tell you to watch falcon and the winter soldier, spy movies are kinda like detective crime thrillers, but there's nothing to keep you engaged with everything at least not in a transformative way. Like this method of producing content is great for people that want to watch movies once or twice and move on, but if you're someone that likes analysis and creation, you going to get burned out fast.

the problem is that there is too much content and not enough at the same time. The release schedule for phases five and six is terrifying, that's way too many movies at once. Even if by some miracle they are all high quality in every aspect, fans will not have enough time to thoughtfully think about it, discuss it, make fan works, and make decide what they want next, etc because the next thing will already be there. Like it's not marvel's job to cultivate a fandom, they want as much money as possible so more projects mean more ticket sales because people aren't seeing these movies twice in theaters. It's a cash cow and a terrible way to make art and it's disrespectful to the comics and all the creatives involved in the project. But hey that's capitalism baby. If you are really taken with a movie or show and you want to make a fan work for it, you'll have to do it fast for people to see it because they're only checking the tag for a week max. On the other hand, there's not enough content. There is a huge Moon Knight fan base and they're probably not going to get more content till phase seven. The show was good, but not cult classic good, no one will be around to watch the next season unless they give Moon Knight a cameo in one of the next movies. But at some point that gimmick is going to get old especially if it's like the Matt Murdock cameo in no way home because like...he didn't do anything, he wasn't important to the plot, there's nothing new to work with here.

like listen, Matt's going to get some more fics once She-Hulk airs and once Echo airs and he gets his own show, and freshmen year happens. Wait a second we're back at the too much content problem. All these projects are happening at the same time people are going to have so much Matt, but unless he's got a compelling story that runs through all those shows and changes him as a character, he's just another set piece no different than the glowing sky beam. All these projects have different writers and directors, mcu matt won't be Netflix matt (like god come on, that "I'm a really good lawyer" line was fun at the moment but when has matt ever said something like that in the show?) Comic fans understand that your fav is going to go do a team-up with another character and it's probably going to be out of character because it's a different author, hell sometimes your fav just has a terrible run and you IGNORE IT. You pick and choose canon with comic fandom especially when you're writing fic and you only want the storylines that respect the character and tell meaningful stories. Mcu fans haven't figured out how to do that because they have to watch everything and like everything or otherwise they've waste years of their life on this franchise. And it's like...yeah you have, these movies are military ads with a CGI coat of paint, but like sometimes a bad movie is just a bad movie and you either write a fix-it fic or you ignore it. Disrespectfully I ignore the entire comic civil war arc because I hate it and it's boring and spits in the face of a lot of growth and characterization (also Nick Fury makes Susan and Johnny Storm go undercover as husband and wife and it's like what the fuck marvel)

and so yeah. Bascially my point is that the mcu is trying to be both a comic franchise and a movie franchise but it is impossible with the constraints of the mediums and they should just commit to making good content even if it means that there's less of it. They need to find a way to assure fans that not everything needs to connect in a big cosmic plan, but it can still connect in a shared universe that feels lived in. Like I don't need Ms. Marvel to team up with Thor and Jessica Jones to fight Galaticus. like just let there be different levels of heroes and fans should just pick their favorite and stick with that. This as much content as fast as possible model may be good for making money in the short term but this will likely exhaust fans, affirmative and transformative alike, and will probably mean an unresponsive fan base in the future and this will result in fewer fans that they have to squeeze more and more money out of with no new fans coming in because you have to watch almost two decades of content (oh wow they're closer to the comic industry than I thought lmao)

yeah these fandoms have an incredibly short shelf life because Marvel doesn't take risks with their storytelling, there is no frustration or passion, only bright colors and flashing lights. Fans don't have time to develop complete thoughts about a work that goes past "I liked it" or "I didn't like it" much less develop their own creative work in response to it. the reason the Daredevil renaissance was so fun was that not only were people discovering this character for the first time, they were going back to old fanworks as well as making their own. Read old fanworks more often, I promise they're still good. That original Daredevil fanbase had lots of content stretched out for a long period of time, they had time to sit with it and think about it and analyze and create about it. But the mcu fanbase does not allow that because there's always the shiny new toy and as a fan creative, it's discouraging knowing that if I just got this fic out a month earlier people would have cared. So you stop posting because suddenly there's no passion, only frustration.

#asks #marvel #matt murdock #daredevil #mcu #fandom #fandom meta #like it's so bad for transformative fandom in the long run #i really liked writing in the spideytorch tag because the fic got way more attention than I though it would #but that because i was writing for the comic fans #sure it's a smaller fan base but it's active and your work doesn't get lost #seriously writing for not the mcu is so liberating #i have my problems with the comic industry #but fundamentally the mcu fanbase is unstable #i want younger fans to know that it didn't used to be this way #superwholock was a years long phenomenon #it is weird that a fandom is only active for a month #this is also the fault of social media to an extent #but i do want to encourage people to not jump to the thing everyone is talking about #stick with your thing for a while and engage with it deeply #because it is that deep and it's rewarding #i mean the mcu isn't that deep #but the daredevil show is

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scraemoo · 9 months

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hello I know I’ve been something of a lurker mutual but I just wanna say that YOU ARE COOL AND THANKS FOR FOLLOWING ME (also fellow OCD-haver and therefore automatically cool)

AAAA THANK YOU AND DW WE APPRECIATE EACH OTHER IN A LURKER WAY!! YOU'RE VERY COOL YOURSELF <3

#guys holy shit look #that's my lovely mutual #she's an angel. a biblically accurate one #wooo fellow aspec and cryptid!!#my asks #YOU DON'T KNOW HOW HAPPY I WAS WHEN I RECEIVED YOUR ASK EUEREUER #just for the record! i didn't get diagnosed with ocd but I have heavy suspicions on it #nonetheless whatever is up with me. reading about ocd experiences help me a lot actually #damn this was in drafts and I thought I lost it oh god oh fuck #also even if we lurk you're always welcome to hmu whenever you like :D

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dtaegis · 6 months

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3 days. and the boy already feels bad for the decisions he took 🫥

#I MEAN YEAH FEEL BAD YOU LOST THIS MOTHERFUCKING GODLY WOMAN???? (me #my friends asked me tae if he asks to come back (and maybe even asks to be your boyfriend) would you allow it #and i didn't really think earlier but i think my ground is: he should work on himself first #he's too unstable and gets anxious very easily #and can often make bad decisions or judgements based purely on emotion (see him asking for us to be good friends again)#and look. i do like him he's a very sweet and cute guy but i did Not. come to this hell of world to take care of men #and after a while of thinking. i felt really weird that he said it was limiting that i set some boundaries !!!!#as if he were following rules #he did say he respects me a lot and would never do something i don't want; but i mean. you say this now that you're “normal”/only sad #what will happen when you're angry? what you'll do to me if you feel i'm limiting you and you're *angry*?#so yeah. that's my answer. i will get back to him when he works on himself to become a better partner. bc a good person he already is

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misscrazyfangirl321 · 1 year

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helen in a circus au? like, she's the ring leader. go wherever u want with this.

Girl help I tried writing in second person.

You’re six years old and full of wonder, and your heart is racing in your chest. You move as quietly as you know how, with slow steps and measured breaths. If you get caught, you’ll be sent back to your room. It’s a nice room-the only one you’ve ever known-but it’s lonely when Mother and Father go away. They’re gone right now, preparing for the show, and they think you’re sound asleep.

Distantly, you hear the crowds, and you think for a moment of trying to sneak into the big tent to see the show. It must be fun; everyone’s so loud, and the laughter carries across the campgrounds. But Father knows all, and Mother sees all. You’d be caught in a second if you went in.

Instead, you weave through the smaller tents and trailers, keeping your head down and your eyes wide open. What you’re looking for, you aren’t sure, but you’ll know it when you see it. You pass the costume trailer, a small empty tent with a horrible smell, and a dozen more before you come to a trailer with a large sign on the door.

Though you’re young, you’re clever, and you’ve always liked to read, so you know precisely what it says: Playroom. Keep out! Well, you think, that’s rather silly. What’s the point of a playroom if you can’t go in it? Shaking your head, looking around once more to make sure you’re alone, you push open the door and step inside. Then, you freeze.

There’s a boy looking back at you with wide, shining eyes, his hair sticking up in all directions. He doesn’t look much older than you, but your wonder is born anew: his nails are nearly as long as his fingers, silver and sharp, and his teeth are pointed and gleaming. Fangs, you think, though you can’t quite remember where you’ve heard the word before. He has fangs.

“Hello,” you say softly, because he looks a little afraid. “I’m Helen. What’s your name?”

“Nikola.” He watches you, and you’re not altogether sure what he’s looking for, but after a few long seconds, he frowns. “Are you one of the bad people?”

“Bad people?”

“Mr. Magnus said the bad people might come and try to take us away.”

It’s funny, hearing someone call your father Mr. Magnus, though you know people do it often. You’re so distracted by it, it takes you a moment to hear the rest of his words. When you do, though, you pause, looking around the small room. Us? Sure enough, three other boys are there, watching you with curiosity and fear. Two of them look normal, but one… One you can hardly see at all, apart from his own eyes. You know he must be there-or else there’s jeans and a faded shirt floating for no reason at all-but you cannot see them.

One of the boys, taller and just a touch more stout, clears his throat. “She’s not one of the bad guys,” he says firmly, and he talks a bit like your father. Like he expects people to listen to him. “She’s too little. And she didn’t know we were here.”

“Are you sure?” The last boy is curled up, arms wrapped around his knees. You think he might be even shorter than you, and he speaks just above a whisper.

You cut in, a bit offended. “I’m not one of the bad guys,” you protest. Then, a bit softer- “Mr. Magnus is my father.”

“Okay!” This is, apparently, good enough for the invisible boy. “I’m Nigel, and that’s James-” He points to the one who first said you weren’t bad. “And that’s John.” The quiet one nods, but says nothing else. “Do you want to play with us?”

You cannot remember the last time you played with anyone but Mother and Father. Have you ever? “Yes!” Then, you look around. “But why would the bad people come get you?”

They all look to James, and he shrugs. “I’m smarter than everyone,” he says, which is really quite rude. You very nearly tell him so, but you do want to hear what he has to say. “And Nikola looks scary. And Nigel can make himself all see-through.”

“And John?” The boy in question withdraws even more into himself.

Nikola huffs. “Johnnyyyy,” He says in a funny way that makes you grin, dragging out each letter so that they sound really long. “Show her.”

John meets your eyes, finally, and there’s a question on his face. You don’t know what it is, but you know you’d like to see whatever it is that makes him different (though you don’t think it could be cooler than fangs), so you nod once, slowly. He nods back, and for a moment, he stays perfectly still. Then-

You blink, mind racing, trying to figure out what just happened. He was across the room, and then he was touching you, and now you’re across the room, and it hasn’t even been a second. How did he-?”

“John can teleport,” James says.

Teleport. That’s a big word, and you’ve never heard it before, but apparently, it means he moves really fast. And it’s-you like it, you realize, grinning as your mind starts to catch up with what happened. You felt weightless, just for a moment, like nothing could hold you back. You felt free.

You like that a lot.

“Again,” you say, and then-belatedly-”Please?”

Something funny crosses John’s face, and you don’t know what it is, though you’ll understand when you’re older. (When you’re thirteen years old and he sees you in a dress for the first time, and turns an odd shade of red. When you’re fifteen and he kisses you, tucked away in a quiet corner as the rain pours down outside. When he’s seventeen and tells you he loves you, and you never want him to leave your side. When you’re twenty-one and he slides a ring on your finger, and tells her about the moment he knew he’d follow you to the ends of the earth: this moment, here and now.)

Then he rests his hands on your arms, closes his eyes, and the two of you disappear, landing at the edge of the campgrounds, surrounded by empty cars. He takes you back, then, and the five of you play together for hours, until exhaustion wins out.

Your parents find you lying on a stuffed animal, your boys sitting all around you, a makeshift guard with paper swords and foam shields.

“Please don’t make her leave,” Nikola says, before you’re even awake enough to speak. Father sighs.

“Helen has to go back to her room now,” he says, but there’s something light in his voice, and you know he isn’t truly angry. That’s good; you always feel so guilty when you make him angry. “But…” He looks at Mother, and the two share one of their looks, the ones that hold smiles and secrets. “I suppose she can come back and play again tomorrow.”

(And so you will, again and again, as the years go by. The five of you become inseparable, even as you grow older and join in the show. Wherever someone sees one, they always see the others, usually led by you-you with your head held high, shoulders squared, ready to take on the world. You’re older now, but still full of wonder, and you hope it never fades.

One day, Father turns to Mother, and they share a special look. “That girl will be the ringmaster one day,” he tells her, and you’ve never felt more proud.

Then, Mother chuckles. “She already is.”)

#helen magnus #john druitt #magnitt #sanctuary #answered #thanks for the ask!#lattes of love #this was going to be longer but brain said no #it was going to zoom in on several years #and end with something like 'you're thirty five and full of wonder and your heart is racing in your chest'#which. i'm sad i lost that line. but i just didn't have the. buildup to get there in my brain. so. alas.

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