#also hi ive been making patches & fixing my board

[kumeko]

rumour has it

Prompt: wonderbat, meet bruce’s kids, animated universe

Characters/Pairings: WonderBat, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne

A/N: Written for the WonderBat Valentine Exchange, for Shieldmaiden. Since I technically did “meet alfred” prompt

already, I picked the longer fic idea. Also, I know a mish mash of different animated versions of batman and I’m assuming that Cass is in one of them. Though I did not put Jason because I really don’t care for him.

Summary: Every single one of Bruce’s kids had the same question to ask Diana about her relationship with Bruce.

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i. Dick

“Wonder Woman, huh?” Robin landed softly on the roof next to her and if weren’t for his words, she would have barely heard it. Bruce had taught him well. “Don’t often see you in this neck of the woods.”

 Diana spared a glance at the boy next to her—the teenager looked short for his age and she wasn’t sure if that was a late growth spurt or if all of this late night crime fighting was taking its toll on his health. Another thing to ask Bruce about. “I don’t often have to meet with Batman in his home.”

 Robin cocked his head. “Right, the Justice League. You always meet in your headquarters, right?”

 “Yes.” She scanned the roof tops once more. No matter what time of day it was, Gotham looked grim. Even the sunlight reflecting off the glass windows during the day couldn’t make it seem above board. Now that it was night and everything had a layer of darkness over it, it didn’t take much to imagine the crime running virulent on the streets below. No wonder Bruce was reluctant to leave this place.

 She had already heard of Clark’s disastrous attempt to help out. This was a city that didn’t want to be saved.

 “As you can see, he’s not here right now.” Robin leaned against the rail next to her, looking down at the city lights. “But I can take a message.”

 Diana laughed, struck by the pure brazenness of the child next to her. She could see why Bruce was having a hard time with him; it was hard enough to watch Green Lantern, Green Arrow, and Batman interact in their headquarters as is. To have that repeated at home too? Pure torture. Perhaps that was why Bruce constantly looked dour.

 Though, next to this Robin, anyone would look depressed. The smile on his face hadn’t left once through out their entire conversation.  

 “Can you now?” Her lips curved into a grin and she gently rose in the air. “Then tell him he owes me one. I’ll collect later.”

 Robin’s eyes sparked curiously but he didn’t say anything. No doubt he’d grill Bruce later and it was a pity she couldn’t witness that.

 -x-

 ii. Cass and Tim

Thwack. Slap. Thud.

 Diana didn’t have to enter the training room to know exactly what those sounds meant. She had trained with the best of them and by now could identify just what moves made each sound. A kick. A punch. They all sounded one sided and when she opened the door, it didn’t surprise her to see Robin crash into a post with a sharp groan.

 On the other end of the room, Batgirl crouched in a stance, a hand in front of her, palm facing out. As the door creaked, she spun around, still in a stance until she spotted Diana. Then, just as quickly as she had turned, her eyes widened in surprise and she stood straight in attention.

 Truly, despite all the magic and death and rebirths Diana had seen, the most amazing miracle was how much expression a mask could show. The white eyes, though firmly fixed to cloth, somehow seemed to stretch and shrink with the wearer’s mood. Perhaps she should get one herself, just to see what it’s like.

 “Cass, what are you—” As Robin slowly stood up, he followed Batgirl’s stare until he saw Diana. His eyes scanned her up and down several times before he finally squeaked, “Wonder Woman?”

 “Yes?” Diana chuckled; she had forgotten what it was like to be with the younger heroes. It had been ages since Donna had left this stage. “You can continue.”

 “No, no, that’s fine.” Robin quickly brushed his clothes and cape for any speck of dust before standing stiffly next to Batgirl. “What brings you here?”

 “I just needed to ask Batman something.” It was strange, she had seen Robin interact with Superman before and he hadn’t looked half as rigid as he did now. Was this an image thing or maybe she just hadn’t spent enough time with heroes that weren’t in the league? “But I guess he’s not here.”

 Robin made a great show of looking around before quickly shaking his head. “No, he’s—”

 Batgirl signed something, her fingers running through a series of shapes. Processing them, Robin turned back to her. “He’s with Superman right now, something about a toy and a giant robot?” He trailed off, rubbing his head. “Maybe Oracle could patch you through?”

 “It’s fine, it’s not important.” Turning to Batgirl, Diana smiled. “Your stances were great. I could hear it.”

 Batgirl blinked. “You…hear…” After starting and stopping a few times, she gave up and started signing with her hands. Quickly, Robin translated. “You could hear it?”

 “Yes. When you’ve fought enough, you can hear it.” Diana slid into her own stance, her arms extending out. “Do you want to hear?”

 “Oh.” Robin swallowed, his head bobbing up and down faster than his adam’s apple. “Yes, that would be awes—” Reading Batgirl’s next series of signs, he frowned. “You want to what?”

 “Spar?” Diana guessed with a grin. She’d heard about Cassandra Cain, about the girl who was more weapon than human. With her upbringing, she had a taste of what that could be like. How hard it was to read a motion and not think of what dangers it posed.

 At least, judging by Batgirl’s eager nod, she seemed to be learning what it meant to be human again as well. While she was sure it wasn’t all Bruce’s credit, it surprised her a little. Even Robin’s demeanor surprised her. The lone wolf of the justice league had a surprisingly warm family.

 “There’s no way,” Robin scoffed, laughing awkwardly as he rubbed his neck. “I mean, you’re Wonder Woman, and we’re sidekicks at best and—”

 “And what better way to learn?” Diana extended her arms, shifting her feet until her weight was centered. “Even if you have Batman, I’m sure I can teach you a thing or two.”

 Robin bit his lip, looking torn. Beside him, Batgirl tugged on his sleeve insistently. “Come Cass—”

 She took off her mask, her dark, sweaty hair tumbling around her shoulders. Dropping the apparel, she signed something furiously.

 “But—”

 “Yes. Do.” Cassandra glared at him and despite her halting English, her expression spoke more than enough words.

 “Fine, fine, got it.” Robin held out his hands in front of him in surrender. Picking up his staff off the ground, he held it in front of him. “We accept.”

 Despite his hesitation, his expression was just as determined as Cassandra’s and Diana nodded in approval. Good. “You can both come at me together.”

 “We have to,” Robin answered depreciatively. Next to him, Cassandra signed something and his ears turned red. “Cass! I can’t just ask that!”

 “What?” At Diana’s question, Robin’s skin flushed a darker red and she raised a brow. “What is it?”

“Nothing,” Robin squeaked, his voice high. He quickly slid his own stance, his staff close to his side. “Let’s just fight. Now.”

 -x-

 iii. Damian

 “This is not your cave.”

 Diana looked up and found the latest Robin perched on a ledge above her. Batman’s cave felt more like a rabbit’s burrow than a bat cave, with multiple tunnels in and out and ledges upon ledges for vehicles and supplies.

 And now, sidekicks. “I would not keep a cave.”

 “That’s because you don’t have anything.” Gracefully, Robin leapt off the ledge and tumbled through the air before landing softly on his feet. His mother’s teachings were well-honed in his body and Diana remembered a much younger Cassandra Cain. If she had been a blade, he was a dagger.

 And if Bruce was hoping he would turn out like Cassandra, then he had his work cut out for him. It was hard to change someone who did not want to. Who did not see the problem.

 Standing up, Robin crossed his arms. “You have a primitive island and even that doesn’t want you anymore.”

“I was told that you lacked manners.” Diana’s brow furrowed, involuntarily frowning. “Shall I teach you some?”

 “Manners are for guests and you are not one.” Robin glared back, completely unintimidated. Despite his cheerful red and green colour scheme, he looked more like a hawk than a robin.

 She wasn’t sure if she should be surprised or unsurprised that Bruce was actually this Robin’s father, unlike the other adopted sidekicks. Not for the first time, she was glad that Cassandra Cain and Dick Grayson were the heir apparents. Gotham might never be saved but she could only see it completely destroyed if left in this one’s hands. “Where is Batman?”

 “My father is out.” If possible, his glare deepened. There was a small dagger in his hand and Diana blinked. Just when had he pulled that out? “I don’t know what you’re planning with him, but—”

 “Okay, okay, hold it right there.” Dick Grayson leapt out of a nearby doorway. His hair was in a disarray and his suit was rumpled, as though he had sprinted out of a business meeting to get here. Catching Robin’s hand, he shook his head. “Let’s not threaten Wonder Woman.”

 “Grayson.” Robin turned his glare up. “Do not get in my way.”

 “We’ll deal with your daddy issues after.” Dick sighed before smiling up at her. “Sorry about that, he’s a little overprotective.”

 “A little?” Diana raised a brow, a finger tapping on thigh.

 “A lot,” Dick corrected easily, successfully worming the dagger out of Robin’s hands. “And don’t worry, I’ll make sure to teach him some manners.”

 Robin growled, annoyed. “I already know my manners, and I will not allow father to be taken in by—”

 Whatever he was about to say was cut off by Dick pressing his hand against Robin’s mouth. “We really don’t need to hear the rest of that.” There was a loud chomping sound and he winced. “And he bit me.”

 iv. Bruce

 Diana wasn’t sure if she liked the space tower more than the old headquarters on earth. There was something distant about the structure now, something out of humanity’s grasp. Still, she had to admit it had a nice view.

 It seemed Batman agreed because he was standing next to one of the floor length windows, staring down at Earth. Quietly, she came to a stop next to him and gazed down at the bright blue-green orb. “I didn’t think you were one to take in the view. No matter how nice.”

 “I’m not,” he admitted easily, still staring out.

 How very like him to not explain himself. Diana chuckled. “You know, I think your family has the wrong impression of us.”

 Batman didn’t say anything but she could tell she had his attention now. When they first met, she didn’t think she could learn to read him so well, this man who didn’t quite seem to know who he was. Only who he wasn’t. He wasn’t Bruce the billionaire player. Nor was he the stoic, cold-hearted anti-hero he liked to paint himself as.

 He was something softer than either, something quieter. But it would take him longer to realize what she could see. “They think we’re dating.”

 “Ah.” His posture straightened, his shoulders tense, and she could read the hesitant question on his mind.

 Later, she would tease him about it but right now the moment felt fragile. She grabbed his gloved hand. “I don’t know what has taken us this long.”

 His lips curved up and he laced his fingers through hers. “It is a nice view,” he agreed, and she laughed.

#justice league #bruce wayne #batman #wonderbat #Wonder Woman #dick grayson #damian wayne #cassandra cain #tim drake #fanfic

[tenacityamplified]

i know im a bit late with this and im coming off the tail end of a super promising run that was absolutely ruined by things i will be discussing later in this essay but basically ive been diong some runs of the hades beefy update and long story short

i hate it and i think it sucks

now dont get me wrong theyve done some things right with this update after doing some runs with all the weapons i can definitely get behind how everything plays especially with the new dash

but at the same time elysium sucks and so does everything in it

ill be covering more of it below the readmore just so i dont plague peoples boards with my incessant commentary

so right away ive gotta get this off my fuckin dome but i just hate elysium

like dont get me wrong i was fuckin enchanted with it when i first saw it

like the color scheme is beautiful the blues and greens and purples are a beautiful contrast to the fuckin horrible nightmare neon green of tartarus and the neon red of asphodel

like the whole color scheme is much more mellow and relaxed and that would be a good thing if it wasnt so fucking hard to see anything in it

like i cant tell if i have some kind of color blindness or what but being real here the neon colors of the first two areas were good contrast for the enemies

like its much easier to see the red enemies in a green background in tartarus and its pretty easy to see anything up against either a red or black background in asphodel

but the problem is that everything is so fucking bright in elysium and even though the enemies are dark theyre so small and also blue and literally i just get hit because i cant see anything

in addition one of the big problems i have with elysiums enemies is that they all move too fucking fast

like it literally just becomes a game of chicken with every fucking enemy type there im not even joking the fuckin shield and spear and sword and bow fuckers are the worst enemies ive ever fought against

the spear guys jump way too fucking fast and their aoe is too big to dodge half the time the bow guys with their shitty reticle thing is so hard for me to see as well and its really annoying when theres like a dozen of them trained on you at the same time and the shield guys just suck like the whole block mechanic is stupid and shouldnt exist in hades the fact that things that block can block aoe if its not positioned right is stupid the fuckin nightmare chariots just run you down and its really not fun to just be dashing around everywhere taking potshots like thats just such a shitty change from how it feels to play in the first two areas

additionally theseus and asterius just suck by the way like asterius is fine to fight by himself but fighting theseus with his stupid bullshit spear and stupid bullshit shield no fuckin way dude ive fought theseus three times now and havent managed to kill him once maybe because im bad but i just had his shield

i just dont know why they include a boss that is always looking at you and cant be damaged when hes looking at you thats not condusive to a fun time

and the fact that shield units can block your godly effects like lightning n shit nuh uh what the hell

sorry thats just me hating on shields for a good bit i had to get that out because i fucking hate shields

now lets get to the fun part thats right its time to me to mention that if you get enough flashy effects in elysium your game just fucking lags out and theres nothing you can do to stop it

so i was running exagryph and picked up some lightning abilities from homie zeus i had the one that makes lightning appear out of my basics and the one that makes them jolted so it was a pretty cool combo

and then i went to elysium and started fighting enemies and my shit would just lag the fuck out

like it would drop to 0 fps what the fuck bro eventually halfway through elysium i closed everything except hades and minimized the screen resolution but that didnt help either

and since theres no way to alter the graphics i was just fucked

fighting theseus is hard enough as it is but its also super hard when you cant fucking move properly but the game continues anyways

oh also audio cues from enemies and your own skills just stop working when you lag like i had grey eyed vigilance which gives you an audio cue when its supposed to run out like some wrath abilities except when i was lagging no dice i would just get hit and couldnt stop it

now i dont know what the collective feelings are on the new update because i dont normally go looking for peoples thoughts on the subject i like playing games without outside interference but hopefully these issues arent just me and like shit gets fixed or made more palatable

but like jesus crust dude im just gonna play some fortnite

ill release something else when they do the new patch which is hoepfully better than this one but thats it for this update

seeya

#hades game #Supergiant Games #hades supergiant #hades beefy update #fuck me sideways dude i hate this update

[chipsanddespair]

Clinton Naik

Argh, Im so angry today.

I dont know where this anger came from, but Ive just been cranky all day. I woke up and I just felt bored, and angry because of it, and so complacent and dissatisfied. My whole life, those who are in my life, my body, my bank account, where I stay…just, e v e r y t h i n g made/makes me unhappy. I want it to be better than it is right now. I just wanted some fun activity to wake up and do this Saturday. I wanted a partner to get up with me and motivate me. I wanted a house to myself to wake up and dawdle around in whilst I still woke up. I dont want a dog but I cant let him go. I do everything I can to make sure he is well taken care of still, but at the expense of my own happiness. He is a handful. He is too active and eats anything for any reason. Hes a bulldog but looks like a pitbull, so people judge him by his breed and I can tell they look at us like we are a part of a gang or something and it really pisses me off. It hadnt even reached midday yet and the downward spiral was beginning. I dont have that much money in the bank thanks to my obsessive need to pay back things and not be in debt. Even though Ive set it aside, as in most of what I earned this payday, I still feel snowed under and I will have to use my credit card and thus in turn, pay that back in the future. Earlier I was shown a bit of attitude from Beau about sending him some money to pay back for the times hed paid on my behalf. I thought I sent enough, I cant be sure because I didnt keep track of all the times and what that added up to in the end. Just know this, I have spent well enough on behalf of him too and havent seen compensation for that - it just set me right off to notice this ungrateful trait. I gave what I had left to him. He is the one that quit his job to pursue his passions and cannot control his impulsive preference for fresh cooked food (i.e. take out). This is a personal rant that probably wont make sense. Im not writing it to make sense to anyone. Im just letting whatever needs to come out, come out. Im still pissed off. I dont feel like this relationship works anymore. I dont want to take care of anyone else except myself, maybe I should re home the dog for my well-being. I try my best with him but its just getting too much. It does not help that we live in a small place unsuitable for dogs and we make do with the space we have but its just, no backyard equals poop stops out on the roadside. Anyone reading this would probably judge me, people tend to do that, and I totally get it. I kind of walk the same line as well sometimes. But argh, I just need to complain, pettiness and all. Because Im feeling better as I do it. I had a long phone call today with my Dad. I hadnt spoken to him in ages and it was nice to catch up. I got mad though, he has a knack for not listening. Or you say something and hell say something different as if he wasnt listening. Or hell retell a story hes told a thousand times. I need to be easier on the people who retell me stuff, I just have a big ego and that ego doesnt want to be seen as stupid. Im still mad, but better. I just want to get out of here, I want to drive a thousand miles in one direction and not have to worry about anyone else or any responsibilities. I caught my reflection in the mirror, I exhaled and relaxed my stomach and it spilled out. I look like Im pregnant and my back hurts because of all this weight. Does anyone ever get caught in that pit of despair where they just cant talk. I dont want to cry for help because Im angry at every single person I think Id meet, but I most definitely need some kind of help, or something, I dont know. Conflict is the worst. I need to hold on to hope, and cut this rage in half. Sit down with it for a bit and let it tell me what it needs to. Im not mad at anyone, I truly am not. Im disappointed, maybe, that people cant read my mind, or they arent empaths so they cant understand what I feel and give me what I need. So in turn, I need myself. This is just a slump. A rough patch on the windy road to happiness. They say happiness is a choice, and okay, I choose to be happy now. I have identified my anger, I have identified my dissatisfaction with my current relationship. I have identified that what I am doing now makes me feel somewhat better. I go back and forth still, angry and okay, angry and okay. An annoying song always played on the radio echoes in my head and it only serves to irk me. Is it wrong of me to want the hurricane to come down here and devastate. If it were only me, I would be all for it. No one else would have to get hurt. Im weird like that. I feel like I have such a mundane life that anything like fire drills, floods, tremors, anything that will rip me out of everyday life, those things will liberate me and I will have something else to live for. My basic needs will be more important than my need to go to work and pay bills and expenses. That I will have to survive and experience the thrill of survival rather than crawl through this oppressive corporate world. When I had a freak out like this, mid-January some time, or February. I remember just collapsing in on myself. I couldnt speak, I couldnt feel anything good. I lay down, I wasnt even sleepy, I cried and cried and every emotion was just desolate and I couldnt get up or eat. Beau was there however he could be, but its never quite what I think I need? I appreciate what he does, in all his limited knowledge, but theres something thats missing, compared to someone who has had years in this world and lived an involved and rich life, does that make sense? I need someone, who knows what its like to suffer and have come to terms with their torment, not someone who has known anxiety all his life and not fully reflected upon it. Its not his fault though. Nothing that happens to me is anyones fault, I must remember that. I choose who is in my life, and because of how I have chosen to go about things, I have no one close to me anymore. They are overseas, and available by message but I cant bear to be askedHow are you? How are things? Because I have so little going on right now and I am just not in a mentally healthy space to hear about all the great things others are doing. Does that make me horrible? If it does, Im quite used to being horrible.

POSITIVE. Got to remain positive. Things that are getting me down is: EVERYTHING. BUT, what can I do to fix it?

I am okay for funds. I need to buy me food for the week but I can try and make that a total cost of $50. In that case, I will only have to repay the credit card $100 and that is doable for when the time comes. I will have to pay for gas soon, $60, $160. That is okay. Im taking Beaus rainy day fund for a ticket he racked up using my car and I will also use that for board and pay it back slowly because Im still mad he even dared call my contributionlittle given our circumstances. I will check out the gym tomorrow, have a look around, and when I have the funds, I shall join asap and proceed to go to group fitness classes after work. By the looks of it, the best classes start from Wednesday through to Sunday. Four days of seven is okay! Monday and Tuesday can be swims or dog walks. I need to get my Fitbit charged so I can monitor my calories burned. That being said, before even going food shopping, I need me a caloric diet plan and I will stick to that like no other. Its funny, my biggest personal growths are always from moments between Beau and I that further separate us. I dont know if thats actually good or not but personally I feel motivated to get myself sorted the more he makes me regret wanting to be associated together. That does actually sound really toxic, well see how we are by the years end. I should do a weight loss progress report after this. I need my weight and measurements, do some calculations for calories and then think about what I like eating and fit that into my caloric diet. What I learnt when I was having fun with this last year was that even though 1700 calories is pretty hard to stay at or under, if you go and burn a few 100 at the gym, youre all sorted! You can eat more, you dont feel like youre starving and you get to ride the wave of endorphins because of the exercise - win win!

I feel like theres something missing.

I could tidy the room a bit. I need to buy more tights - they are usually $6 a pair. I think I could get three. $178.

Oh my gosh. I owe a friend a banner designed on photoshop, and because I take a long time to do things, especially creative things since Im not bursting with ideas, that is low key stressing me out because I dont want to let him down. Oh wow, maybe thats why I have such salty feelings :o

I have to set aside some time to do that tomorrow.

On an consistency achievement note, I have been diligently salt water soaking my piercing that was giving me trouble and it looks like its settling down :)

I already feel better. You know what would make it even better, a nice hot shower. Oh yes, I feel way better. Oh hey, and why not stop there, Im going to make me a perfectly tempered hot cup of tea and tune in to a Netflix movie before I say goodnight to my subscription. I feel like rewarding my eyes and brain with the talents of Heath Ledger and his amazing portrayal of the Joker.

So, tonight:

caloric diet to be made

weight and measurements to be taken

tidy room a bit

shower

watch The Dark Knight after cup of tea is made

Tomorrow:

design banner for friend

scope out gym (maybe sign up if they offer something beneficial for me in my circumstance)

check out this yoga/pilates place near house

laundry! clothes, sheets and blankets

give $200 board to landlord

Next three days:

pay off $150 ticket

cancel Netflix

pay car rego $13

Letting out the bad unfiltered helps to clear way for the good. And planning how to get the good gets your mind thinking of how to be productive.

Thank you, blog <3

#chips #despair