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quotidian-oblivion · 8 months

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Fic Stats Game

Got tagged by @uncertainwallflower for this game and THANKS SO MUCH!!

Rules: Give us links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most bookmarks, fourth most comments, fifth most words, and fic with the least amount of words.

Most hits

My School’s Local Mafia Boss

I think the title really explains it all? But anyway:

Jason knew that attending a rich ass school was going to be the toughest and most mind-grating thing ever. His beliefs were confirmed when he got cornered by bullies on his first day. The only thing he was surprised about was that it took them so long to find the school's new street rat. Just as he's about to be punched, a fucking 10 year old (he's actually 12) steps in and... starts threatening the bullies? And they actually listen?? What the fuck???

And that isn't the only surprise that's waiting for him.

Yep, knew it would be this one. I'm so proud of it

Second most kudos

Sometimes You Have To Find Your Own Genes

Timothy Jackson Drake just wants peace. So far, it’s going well with his time as Robin and hanging out with Batman and Nightwing while the occasional messy, violent visits from his parents. But when a certain someone comes back from the dead and reveals the secret he was honing and hiding for most of his life... well, it basically all goes to shit.

The multichap fics have the most stats cuz... they're multichaps. They appear in the filters more often

Third most bookmarks

Phone Alarms

"Just imagine Jason recording Batman angrily yelling "Nightwing!" then setting it as the sound of Dick's phone alarm so in the next morning when it goes off he flips the fuck out"

Saw the prompt on Pinterest. Wrote this in one setting.

I'm actually really proud of this one, might reread it

Fourth most comments

Can You Deduce Where I Am Now?

As soon as he woke up after coming back from Titans Tower, the second Dick and Bruce stepped into the room, Tim had eagerly told them that Jason was alive and that he was Red Hood! They didn’t believe him, blaming it on lack of sleep and the haze being shot brought, but Tim was sure he saw Jason. Older, bigger, with a white streak in his fringe, but still Jason.

Tim goes out to find Jason to bring his big brother back home. Jason... Jason has other matters to ponder on before deciding to come back.

I love this fic!! I went through like three or four different plots before writing it right before posting it (i write everything before posting). And then Cyg came in and beta-ed it so that was fun!

Fifth most words

Let Them Be Siblings

After the Waynes burst through his door and whisk him away from his parents and their harsh belting, their plane blows up, leaving Tim an orphan. Living in the manor is getting a little suffocating because no one seems to understand that he still loves his parents. They expect him to just “get over” his grief and—

Tim can’t stay anymore. So he runs away. And meets two very interesting people.

Least words

Regarding The Workings Of A Zoo

Damian collecting a series of increasingly non-domesticated animals and naming them after his siblings.

A drabble for 105 subscribers on ao3 and 100 followers on Tumblr!

This is 886 words i cant write small stuff, i keep blabbering

No pressure at all tags: @sardonic-sprite @tristicorde @wakkoroni @foursixtwonineoh-pieces-of-lego

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astral-space-dragon · 4 years

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HAHAHAAAA! After having this character on the back burner for a bout a month, I’m ready to share her with the world!

After chatting it up with @harlot-of-oblivion yesterday, I got the courage to flesh out this character and I’ve gotten really invested.

She’s a character from a crossover AU that I’ve been playing with for a while and I hope you like her as much as I do. A DC Universe and Devil May Cry corssover. I’m calling the series “Of Bats and Devils”.

Under the cut cuz is a really long fuckin post lol

Name: Viviane “Viv” Mercer-Wayne

Age: 25

Immediate Family:

Bruce Wayne (adoptive father)

Richard “Dick” Grayson (adoptive brother)

Jason Todd (adoptive brother)

Tim Drake (adoptive brother)

Damian Wayne (adoptive brother, Bruce’s bio-son)

Cassandra Cain (adoptive sister)

Alfred Pennyworth (considered a grandfather)

Misc. Family:

Duke Thomas (honorary brother)

Barbara Gordon (honorary sister)

Stephanie Brown (honorary sister)

Kate Kane (technically cousin, but everyone just calls her Aunt Kate)

Clark Kent, Hal Jordan, Diana Prince, Arthur Curry, Barry Allen, Dinah Lance, Oliver Queen, Carter Hall, J’onn J’onzz, and the rest of the supers (honorary aunts and uncles)

Friends:

[Friends through her siblings]

Rachel Roth (Raven)

Kyle Rayner

Kon-El

[Friends from school days]

Greg Mackaye

Rudy Forester

Kristy Ving

[Current friends]

Dante

Vergil

Nero

Lady

Trish

Nicoletta “Nico” Goldstein

Kyrie

Base of Operations:

Red Grave City

Physical Description:

Height: 5’3

Hair color: Brown, cut short, usually an undercut. Either way, kept very short for convenience.

Eye color: “Vale Green”

Personality: Punkish, blunt at times, serves sarcasm with a side of a middle finger, dark humor, underneath brutish exterior: a heart of gold, will fight for what’s right, even if it means breaking some rules, inquisitive, a bit of a sentimentalist, prefers to not stand out but will raise hell if necessary/wanted, bit of a history nerd

Skills and who trained her:

Skills for the field:

Top-notch detective skills (courtesy of the Bat)

High martial arts skills (the Bat and her brothers)

Misc. Athletic skills (i.e. climbing, running speed, etc) (trained by Bat, honed by Trish and Lady)

Computer skills (the Bat and her brother, Tim)

Marksman skills (trained by her brother Jason, skills were honed by Dante)

Swords/Blade skills (Dante and Vergil)

Survival skills (again, the Bat)

Misc Skills:

Cooking/baking (Alfred)

Bass guitar (self-taught)

Intimidation (the Bat)

Some hair cutting skill (the Bat and her brothers)

Battle Theme (y’know as devil hunters have): “Demon’s Are A Girl’s Best Friend” - Powerwolf

Backstory: Viviane “Viv” Mercer was born on a rainy November 5th to two parents who were into the punk and occult scene in Gotham in their youth. For the few years of her life, she lived in a small apartment in the Old Gotham district. Her father, Tristan worked as an employee at the Botanical Gardens (courtesy of his old friend Bruce) and her mother, Mina worked as a manager at an “occult shop” that specialized in selling occult books, crystals, oils, and other products for the then emerging “witch scene” in Gotham.

Growing up in Old Gotham, there was the constant threat of Two-Face and his men as the district was, and still is, his territory. Still, the small family made the best of a tense life. Then one night, during a standoff between Batman and Two-Face, Two-Face had two hostages held at gunpoint, Tristan and Mira. With a flip of his coin, Two-Face ordered his men to execute them. In that moment, Batman watched his old friends die.

After taking care of Two-Face and his men, Batman watched as a coroner placed Tristan and Mina’s corpses in body bags. He overheard Commissioner Gordon talk about placing the now orphaned, Viviane into a home. Wrought with the guilt of not saving the two, Batman took it upon himself to take the young girl in. After filling out some paperwork (and a couple of friendly donations), 6 year old Viviane was adopted by the billionaire.

From then on, she lived in Wayne Manor with Bruce Wayne, her new big brother Dick Grayson, and Alfred Pennyworth. It wasn’t long after when she found the Batcave by complete accident. She had no desire to be a vigilante but she DID have the desire to as the small child said, “Kick some ass!”, causing poor Alfred to nearly faint.

So throughout her childhood, she learned how to defend herself and was taught a variety of detective skills from Bruce. She was also eager to learn what she lovingly dubbed his “Batglare”. Despite the training, she still carried on her life as normal. She’d attended galas (though she and Dick would run off to hide and eat pastries), went to school,made a couple of friends at school, made friends through her brother, and met her honorary aunts and uncles of the JLA. Along the way, she got more siblings: Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, and Damian Wayne.

During her senior year of high school, she was waiting for a cab to take her home when she heard a noise from the alley behind her. Growing up in Gotham made her hyper-aware of danger, so upon hearing the noise she immediately went into a defensive position. A goat-looking demon charged out and got a taste of an aluminum baseball bat. Two more demons came skulking from the alley. Thanks to her training, she managed to hold her own before the fight started to wear her down. A demon was about to blindsight her when gunshots rang out and all the demons were shot down and killed. Viviane looked around until her eyes landed on a man with white hair in a red coat(his DMC4 outfit) on top of a fire escape. That’s when she met Devil Hunter Dante. She didn’t know at the time, but he would be her boss years later.

Dante took her home and before leaving, he gave her his business card. On the card was the name: Devil May Cry. He told her to consider it a job offer and he disappeared into the night. She pocketed the card and went inside.

Years later when she had turned 24, she got into a nasty spat with Bruce. While this wasn’t the first one, this particular argument was a very nasty one. Harsh words were said by both and this fight was the straw that broke the camel’s back. While the family was out for patrol, Viviane was packing her belongings. She had gotten sick of Gotham and “Bruce’s shit”. For a quick moment she wasn’t sure where she would go. Then while clearing her desk, she spotted the business card, Dante gave her all those years ago.

Red Grave City. She had made her decision. After packing a suitcase of clothes, toiletries, and such, she removed the tracker from her phone, got on her bike and rode at top speed for Red Grave. When she arrived at Red Grave, it was 3am the next day. She decided to book a quick and cheap hotel room for the night. Upon arriving at the hotel, she spotted demons in the parking lot; this time, they were nasty bug-looking ones. Just like last time, she held her own for a good while until a flash of blue and red swooped in and they took down the demons together.

Viviane eyed her two rescuers and immediately recognized the one in red, Dante. And that was the start of her new job and life.

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I know the backstory may be somewhat vague, but I’m already working on fics for just about everything. From the early life, the death of her parents, adjusting to life as a Wayne, meeting her siblings throughout her life, meeting Dante, the fight that between Viv and Bruce, all of it.

I will be posting them here but, I will also be posting them under the series “Of Bats and Devils” since Tumblr’s navigation is fuckin abysmal.

Anyways here a pretty good idea of what my little shitlord looks like:

(Y’know with that last one, if you put a knife in the pic like that one meme, it’s be perfect)

Also here’s a pretty good idea of what her character

Anyways, I hope you grow to like Viviane as much as I do. I’ve grown so attached to her, honest to god, I’m happy.

#shut up chrome #my oc #of bats and devils

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stitchcasual · 7 years

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NYR

Historically, New Years’ Eve is my favorite holiday. I like the idea of everyone agreeing to a rebirth and trying again. (I also used to spend it with my family, playing board games, and eating cheese and cracker sandwiches. Best.) I often make resolutions and over the years have learned how to frame them so they’re easier to achieve (specificity is the key).

This New Years was a weird one: I didn’t go to a party with friends, I wasn’t with my family. I was home alone, writing fic, because I wasn’t feeling well. Maybe for that reason it’s hard to grasp that 2017 is here and 2016 is dead. That and time has been a tough concept when I only work part time.

But I finally did my year-end review, and I’ve got my list of resolutions. I’m gonna put them under a read more, ‘cuz this might get long.

So, upon reflection in my review (something I vaguely copied from Chris Guillebeau), it turns out there were significantly more Good things that happened to me (personally) in 2016 than Bad things. That’s always nice.

Good things include but are not limited to: getting married, having a kickass honeymoon, buying a house, NaNo, both my siblings getting jobs, and leaving a decent-job-but-crap-boss situation.

Bad things include but are not limited to: losing a position I’d been accepted for because the company got bought out several days later, not finding another since, and being in a tight financial situation due to job loss.

I also started writing fic, which has been a thrill on several counts. I did get a part-time job, and I’ve become a fairly indispensable part of the crew already.

I usually find that my year has had more good in it than bad. It’s good to remember, since it can be hard to think “yeah, things aren’t so bad” when I barely make enough to pay my bills every month and never know if I’ll have enough hours from week-to-week to make it work. Even so, I’m lucky that we’re now in a situation where the hubs can afford to pay all the bills associated with the house so I only have to worry about my personal ones.

But, it’d be nice to get out of this situation, back to a point where if we want to go out to dinner, we don’t have to make sure we have a gift card and pick our food carefully to come in very close to the card amount. That’s the dream. I’d set that as a resolution, but that’s a terrible thing to do. Here’s why:

ain’t got no specificity

nebulous resolutions aren’t going anywhere

“get into a better situation” ignores any practical notions of actually getting there

only serves as a source of guilt if it doesn’t work out

and I feel enough guilt from outside sources that I don’t need it from myself if I fail to make a nebulous turnabout

Without going into details, there was an incident a few weeks ago that resulted in a Bad Night with a lot of Emotional Turmoil about The Future and My Self. Because, despite the fact that I usually do resolutions, I do not look toward The Future. Ask me where I see myself in five years? I don’t know. Ten years? Even less of a clue. I don’t have ideas of where I want to be, other than with the hubs and with animals. I just have never been a future planner.

This Incident, and a late night conversation with a friend, promoted me to actually lay out a series of goals that would help me look to the future, while still being based in the present and being small and fairly reasonable.

These are my resolutions. They’re Hufflepuff themed. My house means a lot to me, it’s been a source of strength for years, so it makes sense that my framework for facing the future is interlaced with house values. I’m not going to lay out each of my goals: some of them are very personal. But this is most of it.

Just and Loyal

always help my friends to the best of my ability

hang out with my people every couple months

check in with non-local people every couple weeks

Patient

sell something knitted

believe in myself

True

remember who I am

reach out when I need help

Unafraid of Toil

apply for at least one job per week

knit a little every week

post a fic chapter every Monday

This worked out pretty OK for the last couple weeks of 2016, and I’ll be digging into it in 2017 a little more. And yeah, my goals there under “patient” are those vague and nebulous things I don’t really like. But those are the things I understand will take a long time, and in the meantime, my “true” and “toil” goals will help me get there.

Shout outs to some amazing people in my life, without whom I’d be unanchored and way more mentally unstable, listed here in no particular order: @gooseandcaboose, @batfacesalad, @vaticanvice, @weareallmadeofscience, @glossyfeathers, and then a couple people who aren’t on tumblr

I love you guys, and I appreciate you. Thank you, so much. Let’s 2017.

#life and times #resolutions #and stuff like that #long post

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