Bruce gets accosted by reporters and one of them asks "Is it true that you're in competition with Superman to win Batman's affections?" and he is so taken aback bc what the fuck are they even talking about? There are a million questions going through his head such as, since when was superman into batman? since when was this public knowledge? wtf did bruce say to imply that he was into batman as well? And he doesn't have an answer to any of these questions so he just smiles and says, "No, I'm not. The word competition implies that Superman has a chance, which he does not."
why did he say that? Bruce doesn't know, it just felt like that's how Bruce Wayne would've responded bc what's more Brucie than fighting with Superman for Batman's heart? anyway, upon reflection, this was maybe not the best response in terms of long term consequences, but he's committed to the bit now.
a week after all this goes down, news reporter Clark Kent is caught saying that Batman deserves better than Bruce Wayne, so is a third suitor putting his hat in the ring to win over batman?
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seeing anyone praise biden right now after the horrors he saw and dismissed with his own eyes for so long is disgusting. the only reason he's speaking up is the US government would lose credibility with allies from this specific incident of aid workers dying - he certainly did not mind all the aid workers dying before...it has to be "close to home" enough to cause a PR crisis for the white house for any concern to be expressed by his administration. and "threats" are not action. has the money flow to israel stopped? has the consistent military support? he could completely denounce israel and it would mean nothing when he's still aiding the genocide
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I don't know who needs to hear this, but as a creator -
I am fine with "the audience" -
downloading my fics
printing my fics
copy/pasting or screenshotting my fics
sharing your saved copy of my fics with anyone else who might want them in the unlikely but never impossible case that my fics are no longer available on ao3
making a book of my fic(s) and running your fingers across the pages while lovingly whispering my precioussss
doing these things with anything I create for fandom, such as meta, headcanons, au nonsense like 'texts from the brodinsons,' etc
I am not fine with "the audience"
doing any of the above with the purpose/intent of plagiarizing my work or passing it off as their own in any capacity
feeding my work into ai for any reason whatsoever
Save the fandom things. Preserve the fandom things. Respect the fandom things.
Enjoy the fandom things.
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Listen, you should never film strangers in public without their consent, but I swear there need to be fines or something for people who do that shit in some spaces. For example: I had to go to the ER last night, and some jerk filmed a woman who just came in and was clearly having an asthma attack. She immediately got to go back, and he was unhappy about that. Believe me, I get that it sucks having to wait when you're in pain, but you don't get to pick who deserves care when. The medical system in the US is a nightmare, and the ER could be the worst moment of someone's life. No one deserves to be recorded because some jack ass believes someone doesn't look like they need care.
This is fine to reblog. People who film strangers should be shamed if nothing else.
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Norris's first statement: "I can't imagine a life without him, I miss him so so much, I had to try :("
Chester's first statement: "DON'T COME TO THE MAGNUS INSTITUTE, DON'T COME TO THE MAGNUS INSTITUTE, DON'T-"
Augustus's first statement: "Please take care of this violin of mine, nephew, for I fed it my blood, my tears and the soul of those who will not be missed."
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Hate (affectionate) how it's made so clear from the very beginning of part 1 just how loved Paul is by his family and household. Both his parents, Duncan, Gurney, Thufir, even Dr Yueh all clearly care so deeply for this kid, and we're shown that time and time again.
Cut to the end of part two, and almost every one of those people is gone. The only ones who remain are a weird, came-back-wrong version of Jessica, and Gurney who has gone from mentor to worshipper. Paul goes from someone deeply loved and valued for who he is by a small but caring group of people - to someone followed and worshipped and feared by thousands. They're obsessed with him in a way, as a leader and "messiah", but nobody loves him.
The only one remaining who loves him for who he is is Chani, who leaves him because in the end that love isn't enough to bring who he is back.
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dust and light
i swear to somebody, the actual good omens parallels were a complete accident when i wrote this scene in BNF, where crowley is a writer in the agnes nutter fandom and aziraphale is his big bang partner. i've been on fire ever since i realised.
"The way you talked about the lighting in that last scene was just so striking— I really want to capture it somehow; find a way to paint the different layers of sunbeams and dust motes, just as you’ve written them.” Aziraphale’s grin caught himself quite off guard. “What are you planning?”
Crowley shifted with an exaggerated, bashful shrug, but his grin remained steady on his face.
“Not sure, just some kind of metaphor about the light and the warmth, probably. Maybe note some stark differences between the bookshop and a dusty room with no light, or a bright place with no dust. Each feeling equally inadequate compared to the shop, and that being… Er, I dunno, a reflection of their lives without one another in it, or something.”
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Contrary to popular belief, Dan actually did try to move on at one point.
He may have been a ghost, but ghosts could have kids, and he had Vlad's old mansion with it's cloning equipment.
He ended up with a boy, a son.
He loved that kid. He was just a baby, but every day brought Dan a little closer to how he used to be. He knew he was at a turning point when he actually felt bad for killing his human half.
He named his son Jason.
The GIW learned about him.
The GIW captured and terminated Jason.
That. That is what broke Dan and led him to salt the earth so to speak.
Now that he's been relegated to having a mortal form again (in the form of one of the clones Vlad had made), he's taken to going for walks through the Zone and into other dimensions. Just.
Taking it all in.
He's floating through a dimension in his ghost form, which still thankfully matches how he thinks he should look, when he sees a standoff happening.
Two people dressed in costumes and a clown.
He wanders closer out of boredom, when he realizes.
He knows that core.
That's Jason. His Jason. Rather, this dimensions version of him, but that's his fuckin' baby.
"Choose old man! Me, or the clown!"
Dan catches the weird bat-shaped dagger midair and materializes, shocking even the cackling clown into silence. Dan doesn't understand what's going on, but he understands the choice that Jason is laying out.
It's not a choice. Not for Dan.
"You every time, kiddo."
He reaches into the clowns skull, makes his hand tangible again, and squeezes his fist.
Then, he takes his kid, ignores the hoarse scream behind him, and hauls Jason into the Zone.
This may be this dimension's version of Jason, but that doesn't mean that Dan isn't gonna take the tyke to Frostbite to make sure he's okay.
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