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when you start reading what you thought was just a low-stakes comedy hunter BL about a guy trying to live a normal life as a retired s-class hunter running a hangover soup restaurant but then they start hitting you with the past trauma and the burden of being a hero and burnout and tragic yaoi and different worldlines and regrets and sacrifices all while trying to prevent the apocalypse

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My favourite thing is when I'm reading a fic and the authors notes says something like 'only one or two chapter to go! Kinda sad that this has to wrap up so quickly :(, but five chapters is the longest I've ever done, so go me!' And you scroll up and there's like fourty-five chapters.

y’all know that fresh prince of bel air episode where everyone but Will gets on the Oprah show so Will just keeps asking passive aggressive questions about nephew abandonment from the crowd? that’s how i want Jason to let the family know he’s alive.

like, he’s wanted to get onto that show for YEARS. he’s TOLD Bruce about how much he loves the Oprah show. and Bruce is like β€˜oh i know her, maybe one day we can go :)’ but then he fucking DIES and gets sidelined with all the LOA Joker Red Hood crime lord fuckery he has going on and the family no longer even knows he’s alive. so fast forward he finds out that the entire Wayne family is going to be appearing on the Oprah winfrey show to commemorate the death of their darling lost son and brother. WITHOUT HIM. and Jason Todd, legally dead Jason Todd, is keeping his identity a secret for a REASON Jason Todd, is fucking PISSED.

Bruce, Dick, Tim, and Damian smiling at the audience:

Oprah: and our next question, sir what’s your name?

Jason, glaring daggers from the audience: Todd Peters.

The family: *smiles slowly drop into a look of horror as a clearly recognisable Jason Todd leans into the microphone*

Jason, arms folded: yeah, i got a question for Bruce. hypothetically, if you had a real kind, happy son whom you claimed to love with your whole heart, and you KNEW he wanted to be on the Oprah show, would you let him go? or would you wait until he was declared legally dead so you could go without him?

Bruce:

Everyone:

Damian: father that reminds me i have something to tell you-

How is bnha anime of the decade...... they aren’t even anime of the hour of the minute of the second

The notes on this post were so toxic that staff just axed em

1969.........

Yes, when the original post is deleted from the server (not just the blog, but the Tumblr servers), there is no root post for notes to be added onto, and also no root post for time to be counted from, so it starts from zero. Most computer operating systems use Unix, which was launched in 1971 with t.he epoch date of midnight on January 1, 1970 as 1. Therefore zero is one second behind that date: December 31, 1969. Also, very unfortunately, this also means nobody except you and anyone you reblog it to will see this explanation, as you cannot open the notes to see comments when there are no notes.

Tumblr is truly one of the webbed sites ever

post's haunted.

"Is [character] intended to be [identity]?" can be a difficult question to give a simple yes/no answer to not because writers are hedging their bets, but because very often the actual answer is "[character] is modelled after several people I know in real life, some of whom might well be [identity], but frankly if they are it's none of my damn business".

well yes buuuuuuuttttt

I once has this character that was MAINLY modeled off a guy in my friendship group, who I wasn't best friends with, but I was friendly with (my friendship group was massive, spanning over 16 people). This guy was dating my best friend, who I had a massive crush on at that point in time (in the past but hugely relevant to this) .

Now, this guy, as far as I can tell is straight. Very straight. This does NOT translate to my character. For some reason, my subconscious writes him as this twinky but super powerful dude who's very very homosexual. He becomes my favourite character. Obviously. So I do what any good authour does to their favorite character.

I kick him into hell. He survives, comes back with a boyfriend, trauma and a shit mother-figure.

Writing this I'm suddenly realising I had some repressed feelings towards this guy (rage) and needed an outlet (making him gay).

Huh.

no but imagine being the Palmetto State track team coach and learning about this kid who can run a mile in four minutes and so you go and check it out but surprise surprise the exy coach from the shit exy team has him already so you try to negotiate for the player because he might be the fastest kid you’ve ever seen but the exy coach keeps saying no and no and so you watch this kid that can RUN THE MILE IN FOUR MINUTES become the fastest exy player in history and you’re sobbing falling to your knees because you could’ve had him in the track team winning you gold medals in the olympics but instead you just stare from your campus office as this redhead short exy obsessed kid runs laps around the entire uni campus for hours on end without getting tired and just wishes all hell on exy

lmfao track runner!Neil is such a concept though

Andrew being all mysterious and cornering this new and jumpy kid Kevin seems fucking terrified of in a corridor: you can't run little rabbit-
Neil, booking it down the hallway at Mach 5: watch me.

Seth says something terrible and Wymack signs him up for a relay race and who does he choose to coach Seth but the new and shiny star of the track team who somehow manages to get into fox tower in increasingly absurd and convoluted ways.

Seth, sobbing: he's here, he's always here?!
Matt, shaking his shoulders: you gotta keep it together man. He can't get you you like this!
Neil, waving from the window and mouthing: I'll give you three minutes before I smash the window in

Or

Nicky, walking down the hall with his morning coffee: Holy mother of Mary how did you get in here
Neil, posed outside Seth's door holding running shoes: never left.

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young justice has been reborn, but their old base of operations blew up in [insert big hero event]. now, they need to new place to call home sweet HQ. preferably one that hopefully doesn’t get easily destroyed or is the shape of their team name’s acronym.

garage but specifically the batmobile's. Batman doesn't know they're there, no one does except Alfred. He knows because they trapse upstairs to get food once in a while.

andrew minyard character of all time. he's toxic. he doesn't talk to cops. he has an identical twin brother and they hate each other. he made his identical twin brother promise not to have any other friends and then doesn't even talk to him. he might be a misogynist. his only friends are a born-again lesbian who can beat him up, the runaway son of a yakuza-affiliated serial killer, and his therapist. he's a student athlete. he hates sports. he killed his mother. he's a Mean Girl who runs his friend group like a cult. he's a crim major for the bit. he has an eidetic memory. he's petty. he likes to get people gifts. he does coke sometimes but says it doesn't have any effect on him because he has too many mental illnesses. he's the love interest. he doesn't smile. he was right about wwiii. y2k goth. repeatedly risks his life to help people in situations that have absolutely nothing to do with him and says it's out of boredom. when they picked him up from the psych ward he got in the driver's seat and blasted screamo the whole ride back and didn't say a single word to anyone. oh my god he is exactly five feet tall. he's even gay

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