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hood-ex · 2 years

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Nah, see, because if it had been me in the driver's seat, I would've had Tim run off to Dick's place after Bruce punched him.

Batman #71

Then I would've had Dick and Tim have a conversation about it.

Dick: I remember when I used to think that Bruce was perfect. He always seemed like some kind of god.

Tim: He sure punches like one.

Dick: How you doing on the ice? I can get you a new bag.

Tim: I'm okay, thanks. Hey, Dick?

Dick: Hey, what?

Tim: Has Bruce ever... has he ever hit you? Not during sparring or anything but like he really meant it?

Dick: ...Let's just say we had an argument after Jason died. He wasn't in a good place when I tried talking to him. Things went south and I ended up on the ground.

Tim: What did you do after that?

Dick: Went to therapy, believe it or not.

Tim: And you told your therapist what he did?

Dick: Not really. I told her I was avoiding Bruce and that I was nervous about talking to him again.

Tim: Nervous or scared?

Dick: Both. I was worried about what he'd say when I saw him again and scared that things would get physical.

Tim: I think maybe I feel the same way. There's this small part of me that's embarrassed because... everyone saw what he did. Babs, Cass, Duke, everyone. They all know and they didn't do anything about it. I don't know if they felt bad for Bruce or... I don't know. But the way that they looked at me made me feel like I was the one who'd done something wrong.

Dick: You were just trying to help, Tim. You reached out to Bruce and he hurt you for it, and that isn't your fault. What you did was good, okay? There's no need to feel bad about it.

Tim: Easier said than done.

Dick: I know but maybe you need some time to process everything. Why don't you stay with me for a few days to put some space between you and what happened. I can set up the couch for you.

Tim: Really? You sure I won't get in your way?

Dick: As long as you don't hog the blender in the morning, I think we can hack it.

Tim: If that's your only roommate requirement then I think you need higher standards.

Dick: I can make a long, extensive list of rules if you want.

Tim: No thanks, Marcia. I'm fine with the one I've got.

Dick: If you say so, Cindy.

#Dick Grayson #Tim Drake #The New Titans 55 #canon fix-it

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heller-castiel · 1 year

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This’ll Be The Day That I Die (11.5k)

“They had this song, before they got married, that they loved. Cheek to Cheek, you know? And they’d look so damn sad when it’d play on the record, even though he asked her to marry her to that fuckin’ song. Had to tell Sammy to stop playing that record cause they hated to be reminded of their marriage so much.” Dean swallowed. “Hell, the song feels more like a funeral march than anything else after a childhood of that. Promise me? Promise me we won’t be like that? Together and hating each other for it?”

Castiel took in a mouthful of smoke and lied. “I promise.”

Or: The American Pie (by Don McLean) fic

#destiel #deancas #destiel fanfiction #deancas fanfiction #my fics #canon fix-it #i promise

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smashing-teacups · 1 year

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A Lady of Grace

A fix-it scene/rewrite for First Wife, 3x08, in which a fevered Jamie and furious Claire find their way back to one another.

The change was so gradual that I didn’t notice it at first. The pain hadn’t dulled at all; I could feel the throb of my pulse where the birdshot had been, in the raw caverns of flesh Claire had carved clean and stitched shut. The fever waxed and waned — sometimes smoldering low, leaving me prickled with gooseflesh and shivering as the sweat cooled on my skin, sometimes raging to an inferno ‘til I thrashed, delirious, panicked by the burning cage of my own flesh and bones.

It was in the interim that I began to notice a difference.

Little by little, the grimy haze that hung over my mind began to dissipate like mist in the morning sun. My senses sharpened, my wits cleared. I could read the nuances of Claire’s face again — see the resolve in the set of her jaw, the warring flashes of sympathy and fury and concern and betrayal in her eyes as she set about tending to me.

I remembered, somewhere in the misshapen, wobbly recollections of the past two days, her telling me that she wouldn’t let me die, no matter how sorely she was tempted.

I wasn’t at all sure whether she meant it as mercy or punishment.

Regardless, her methods were working. The fact that I had the clarity of mind to consider it meant that her penicillin was shifting the tide of my failing body. It was the second time I’d had that same revelation, laying in the same bed in the same house: despite my own wishes, a woman I loved had forced me to survive.

Finally lucid enough to recognize what was at stake, I pushed myself up against the headboard on shaking muscles as Claire stepped into the room with my next syringe of medicine. Lips tight, she passed an assessing gaze over me as she shut the door.

“You’re looking better,” she remarked flatly.

There was a sharp, pinching pain behind my eyes as I tried to follow her steps across the room. It dulled a bit when I let them close, resting my head back against the solid wood. “Is that a good thing?”

She didn’t dignify that with a response — at least not one I could hear. I could practically feel her glare on me, though, as she advanced the remaining few feet to the bed and thrust a cup into my hands.

“Drink this.”

I obeyed without question, but gave an involuntary grunt with the first bitter sip. Awful as it was, there was something akin to nostalgia in the taste of willow bark tea; most every time I’d been forced to drink the stuff, it was by the firm directive of a certain sassenach healer. As soon as I recognized it, I drained the full glass in three great gulps. Claire took the empty cup as I offered it back to her, then asked in that same no-nonsense tone of voice, “How bad is the pain?”

Eyes still closed, I shrugged with my good arm. “Had worse.”

“That’s not exactly saying much.”

I made a faint humming sound, a bit too fragile to qualify as a laugh. Still, the strain between us relaxed by a degree, and after a moment I felt the blessedly cool touch of her fingers on the inside of my wrist. The contact surprised me enough to peel open my heavy eyelids and look at her. It took me several more moments, though, to realize that she was counting to herself; her gaze was unfocused as she measured my pulse against some instinctive metronome in her head. All too soon, she released me, displeasure tightening the fine lines around her mouth.

“Your heart rate is still higher than I’d like.” Her eyes flicked briefly to mine, then away again. “You need to drink more water. I’m going to start bringing you a fresh pitcher every morning, and I want you to empty it by suppertime, do you hear me?”

I tried not to let the hope of those words seep into my soul; tried not to let the promise of ‘every morning’ indicate more than she meant. “Aye,” I agreed softly. “I hear ye.”

“Good.” She gestured at me with her chin as she removed the cap from her syringe. “Now roll over, let me get your right side this time.”

It would have been easy enough to oblige, muttering about the questionable benefit of an evenly bruised arse. That was my first instinct whenever there was tension between us: to try to loosen it with a bit of self-deprecating humor. Even in the bleakest of circumstances, Claire and I had always taken great comfort in our ability to make one another laugh.

But with my wife’s healing had come the sobriety of remembrance, the soul-chilling recognition of what that syringe would mean if she…

If she were to go.

There were some terrors in this world for which there could be no comfort; where the grave was mercy, and unattainable.

Experience had been a cruel instructor on that front, but an effective one. Keep reading...

#A Lady of Grace #smashingteacups #Outlander fanfic #jamie x claire #canon fix-it #Because the cliffside scene in First Wife makes me want to rip my hair out

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artychaild · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Kakyoin Noriaki, Kakyoin Noriaki's Parents, Kakyoin Noriaki's Mother, Kakyoin Noriaki's Father, Kakyoin Ryoko, Kujo Jotaro, Kujo Holly, Joseph Joestar, Jean Pierre Polnareff, Hierophant Green (JoJo), Star Platinum (JoJo), Dio Brando Additional Tags: Kakyoin Noriaki Lives, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Recovery, Speedwagon Foundation (JoJo), Disability, Medical Procedures, how to tag, Hurt, Angst, There will be comfort later, Tags Are Hard, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Fix-It Series: Part 1 of Jojo's Bizarre Fanfics Summary:

Without a second's warning, DIO's attack smashed through him, hurling him backwards into an unknown structure as Hierophant's tendrils, simultaneously slashed, fluttered like emerald ribbons out of view. Even as his vision blurred and his stand flitted across his line of sight, racing to brace for the impact, Kakyoin could see the smirk of his enemy, just as snide as their first meeting had been.

Kakyoin is, of course, too stubborn to die. Therefore, I, as someone who is not a coward, am fixing the mistakes of the authors and allowing him to live his life.

#jjba #jjba stardust crusaders #noriaki kakyoin #kakyoin #my writing #my wriitng #my fic #jjba fic #jjba fanfic #canon fix-it #uuuuuh do i remember tags #anyway #i wrote a thing #check it out #kak is happy safe and well #also yaysof don't read the tags or any of this till you finish part 3!#artychaild

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talktomeinclexa · 2 years

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Eden (Canon Fix-It Post Season 4)

By: TalktomeinClexa

Rating: Mature

Warnings: None

Status: Complete (One-shot)

Summary: After the second Praimfaya, Clarke finds herself alone on Earth. Or so she thinks until the panther that swallowed the Flame and Lexa's consciousness leads her to Shallow Valley.

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Dawn was breaking over the canopy, the pink and light blue hue barely visible between the large trees. Clarke pushed her mount to gallop faster in fear that her absence would be noticed soon. She had thought it prudent to return to Arkadia. Amid Azgeda taking over Polis and ALIE’s former victims wreaking havoc on technology, Skaikru wasn’t safe in Polis. Who knew how long they had before the members of the Kongeda turned their rage toward them? Riding a horse in the dark was a venture in itself, and the blonde was grateful to Lexa for insisting on teaching her to ride. Lexa.

One of Clarke’s hands rose to touch the small metallic box hidden in her jacket’s outer pocket. Between the situation with Pike, the City of Light craziness, and the knowledge that the Earth would basically be inhabitable in six months, the former ambassador hadn’t had the time to begin to mourn her lover. Truth be told, she still couldn’t process how the Earth could continue to spin even though the beautiful, wise Commander was gone.

Seeing Lexa in the City of Light and expressing her feelings had alleviated some of her pain for a short while. But now that the coalition the brunette had fought so hard to create was on the verge of collapsing, Clarke was lost. And angry. So angry. At Titus for pulling the trigger and killing the woman he had sworn to protect. At all the warriors and ambassadors who pushed for war when all Lexa wanted for them was peace. At herself for challenging the brunette and arguing with her. For keeping her at bay when Clarke should have wrapped herself in the strong muscular arms instead. And above all, for encouraging her down a path that had led to her demise. And at Lexa too, which was the most painful part. For listening to the blonde, for changing the world too fast, for trusting her bald advisor. For walking in and taking the bullet meant for Clarke, for leaving her alone in that crazy world.

The rider gritted her teeth and wiped the tear rolling down her cheek. Now wasn’t the time to crumble. Not when she barely saw where the horse was going or when enemies could already be chasing her. She would have to avoid the ruins of TonDC, which brought her deeper into the forest than she would have liked.

Her horse was walking, resting from the long gallop she had put it through. Clarke estimated that it was around 8 AM, and she still had a long way to go before she could hide behind Arkadia’s high walls. For the first time since Mount Weather, she was looking forward to seeing the metallic structure and the relative safety it offered.

Lost in thoughts, she didn’t notice that her mount was growing nervous. It huffed, its head shaking left and right as if looking for danger.

When a yowl made itself heard from behind a bush, the mare reared. It threw the beginner rider down before taking off with a whinny. Clarke landed heavily on her back, the shock kicking the air out of her lungs and leaving her dazed for a few seconds.

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#clexa #fanfiction #canon fix-it #post season 4 #clexa family #panther Lexa #domestic fluff

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strawberry-crocodile · 1 year

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me whenever I see posts about how canon is shit and can be discarded

#also if canon is shit and needs to be fixed...#maybe just read/watch/play something good??#dalucaray #fandom #this is about fe3h

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wakraya · 3 months

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Listen to me.

#I'm eating today #Kanaya Maryam #Rose Lalonde #Homestuck Beyond Canon #HSBC #HS^2 #Flashing Image #Flashing #Spoilers #HS^2 Spoilers #Upd8 #I think perhaps Kanaya should bite Rose full force for like 5 to 10 seconds #It'd not fix them #But it couldn't make them worse 👀

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nerdpoe · 4 months

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Danny, upon realizing that ecto can be used to shape his body per how he perceives it, is very quick to invent a small handheld device that can manipulate that and turn it on others.

Then he opens up shop on the internet.

If someone puts in their info and name, and a place to meet them, he'll use his powers and tour the world to visit them.

And then use modified ecto to help them shapeshift their body to their desired gender.

That's right.

For the small price of like, whatever is in someone's pocket (gum, a weird penny, maybe a fastfood run on the way to the meet location), the hero Phantom is offering free transition shapeshifting. No surgery, no pain, no drugs.

Possible side effects include levitation, seeing the dead, hiccup(ing fire), speaking Ghostspeak, possible claws and fangs, glowing eyes, super strength, super speed, sonic blasts from mouth, pointed ears, electronic interference, and being hunted by a government entity.

All side effects except the claws, fangs, pointed ears, glowing eyes, and being hunted by a government entity will disappear after two weeks.

Everyone but Danny is surprised by how many Trans people find this a steal of a deal.

Hunted by the government? Pffffff. Just a fuckin Tuesday then.

Tim Drake-Wayne, Alysia Yeoh, and Cullen Row agree to meet up with this guy to see if he's legitimate. No other reason. No sir. Not at all.

(They all get their gender affirming Shapeshift and are very fucking pleased that there will be no more shots in the future for any of them)

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sofipitch · 1 year

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#ao3 #archive of our own #fanfic #fanfiction #fanfiction writer #fanfic writers #polls #i'm honestly just curious #bc I usually go to exclude AUs immediately at least the modern setting one #i like fix it fics but usually I like the series for the canon setting and if I'm looking for fanfic it's bc I want MORE of that fandom #but maybe I'm weird stay tunned to find out

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extrashortshorts · 1 year

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After all this years i rediscover my love for a blue clown

short-timed hyperfixation lets gooooooo-

#one piece #dracule mihawk #buggy the clown #one piece fanart #i had to draw SOMETHING #still not up to date #cross guild #need more involved of the guild in canon #i will scream #I'm not fixing mistakes on my older posts and tags they're preserved now✌️

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cozystars · 10 months

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luigi didn't get the whole ‘furry’ thing till now

#doodles #super mario bros #JP&E #WHOOOOOOOOOO IS THAT GIRL I SEE. STARING THERE. BACK AT ME #not really canon(??) but i am highly considering mario being able to draw #mario paint..all that #cosmo creates #update: added an image desc! please tell me if i need to fix how i do things cause im VERY new to this #comics

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hood-ex · 1 year

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How would you get Dick out of whatever hole he is in right now? Like it wouldn’t even know how to fix it because everything just feels so bland. I don’t like his current romance and I just feel like right now what even is the point of Nightwing… why should I even like him?

Oh hohoho I'd have to cut off some dead weight.

Dick and the batfam's interactions would decrease significantly. They (specific members) can show up in Bludhaven every now and then but Dick needs to stay out of Gotham. He needs his independence. If there's an issue in Gotham, the Gotham-based batfam members can handle it. The Nightwing run shouldn't derail for any big Gotham events.

Romance and hookups need to take a backseat. Casual dates are fine, but a long-term romance isn't in the cards while we're building Dick back up. Yup, sorry, I'm divorcing dickbabs. Don't care. It'll be good for both of them.

Side characters have got to stop disrespecting Dick. Yeah, hi, I'm looking at all those side characters who were bitching about wanting Batman to help them instead of Nightwing. Also, looking at the Bat Pack from TTA who constantly shat on Dick and kept saying how Batman was better.

Dick has gotta stop being treated like he's Robin in terms of skill. He's at Batman's level/has even surpassed Batman. He was Batman! Don't know why writers have reverted to making him seem less experienced but they better stop.

New writers have got to stop ditching Dick's existing supporting cast. You brought Clancy back? Cool. Keep using her. You forgot about Detective Svoboda? Bring her back. You forgot that the Nightwings are retired from vigilante life but are still active police officers and firefighters? Use them to give Nightwing more allies in law enforcement/fire protection. (And bring Guppy back!!)

Writers have got to stop comparing Dick to the other Robins and acting like he can't be good at so-and-so because X Robin is supposed to be the best at that. Forget about the other Robins. Dick's a good fighter. He's a good detective. He's good at XYZ. Focus on that. Focus on him.

Writers need to remember that Dick can be intense at times. He's not Mr. Happy-Go-Lucky. His shoulders are burdened by responsibility and past failure, and it should be visible to anyone who looks at him (see Titans!Dick for accurate visual representation). And I'm not saying he has to be broody or a dark cloud all the time, I'm just saying that he's not as nonchalant as currently depicted.

It's too late for this now but I'd erase Dick's status as a billionaire to keep him out of the public eye and to keep him from feeling like a copy and paste of Bruce.

He needs more villains that are established in Bludhaven. Blockbuster? Okay, fine. Raptor? I guess. The Judge? They should do something else with him but they probably won't. But the Court of Owls, Joker, Two-Face, KGBeast, Deathstroke, etc. are only pop-ins. The other villains that Dixon established are, let's be honest, kind of lame. Wyrm was a bust. Heartless still hasn't been taken as a serious threat yet. I wish they would've let Professor Pyg stay as a Nightwing villain but alas.

Bring 👏🏻 back 👏🏻 longer 👏🏻 introspective 👏🏻 inner 👏🏻 monologues 👏🏻

#so much could be fixed by giving him independence and writing him at his true skill level. sooo much.#Dick Grayson #canon fix-it #anon

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 7 months

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I take back my former Luo Binghe design. Big Buff Binghe is too standard. It's expected. The sillier angle to take is: manifesting his small, needy dog energy into physical form.

#poorly drawn svsss #svsss #luo binghe #shen qingqiu #I haven't been drawing these little guys silly enough and I need to fix that.#is this partially inspired by the crowd of people that whine about fanart not being 'canon accurate'? Yes.#I'm going to make these characters silly and no one can stop me!!!#Canon accurate LB is 188cm tall. PD-SVSSS LB is 3cm tall. He gained 2mm of height after the timeskip.#This little guy is DENSE. He is heavy and hard to pick up and hold. But SQQ will do it. He will find a way. He can have uppies.#He is also *so* good at cuddling. If you even care.#And yes. I want to give him little horns and a tail. They came in after his awakening.#I think I'm gonna keep up the 'svsss demons have horns and little tails' thing because i find it cute <3

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molinaskies · 7 months

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An interesting “side effect” of the canonization of the “classic era” meaning “younger era” is that the classic era now reads as “cute fun times” before the core cast became teenagers/tweens and things got super, super complicated.

Because the characters are “younger,” there’s an air of “little rascal innocence” to everything they do now. The new releases like Mania and Superstars now feel like little throwbacks to the young heroes just learning how to work together and make a difference in the world.

I don’t think this is a bad thing at all.