To go along with my Gotham fanart. I made a fic for them too
(https://archiveofourown.org/works/62771809)
The LBGTQ+ community was misrepresented and demonized to me from the moment I was old enough to comprehend what it was. So what if what it took to make me consider something so foreign to what I had been taught my whole life was a story that featured two fictional characters, whom I already liked and sympathized with and had noticed had a strong relationship with each other, in a romantic setting? Fanfiction is the only thing that gave me information beyond what I was taught growing up, so without it, I'd still be a homophobe. (Although homopath seems like it would be a better term.) So what, do you want me to apologize for this? Not happening.
i do not care if someone learned compassion from a cartoon or a comic or an anime im just glad they're here with us now a better person fighting the good fight. should it have taken something so trivial? maybe not- but it's in the past! and this is the now! and if they're objectively better for it who cares
when she says she doesn’t send nudes
Erik: You can doubt my morals, question my methods, and hate me for my ways... But don't you dare question my love for Charles Xavier.
Charles: Erik may kill people, may rebel against the government, and fight against us all the time, but he would never lie to me.
as much as i love angst i do also adore familial league of assassins shit, and since i keep seeing them on my tiktok fyp i cant stop thinking about those videos of idiot teenagers in military training being. teenagers. and thinking of jason and damian. just those two having weird little gimmicks and traditions that confuse the absolute fuck out of the rest of the family from their time at the league.
damian will refer to grapes as ‘assassination implements’ because of that time jason tried to throw one at him, missed, hit ra’s in the back of the head, and to avoid getting out of trouble gaslit him into believing it must have been some kind of dart that hit him from a coup attempt. ra’s went into lockdown and had the entire base searched and jason’s been lying about it for a year, nodding along whenever ra’s brings up the ‘irritating failure that escaped capture’.
nanda parbat had a specific bar that a lot of the assassins would go to when off-duty for a break, but damian wasn’t allowed because talia said he was too young so jason and a couple other loa workers dressed him up in fake facial hair and convinced the bartender he was just a really short old guy to get him in, and since then whenever they talk about something damian’s done that he wasn’t supposed to do they say it was ‘old man brutus’ that did it. bruce has no idea who the fuck brutus is or why two of his sons find his existence so amusing.
whenever the assassins were fucking around on loa grounds they would have a specific low-down gravely tone of voice that when any of them saw talia or ra’s approach, they would use to warn the rest of the group by saying ‘al ghul’ in that tone to indicate everyone had to straighten up and act like they were training. damian can copy that tone perfectly, and will use that voice when saying non-sensical words like ‘ooby-dooby’ and ‘birch tree’ because the tone makes jason instinctively straight up and whirl around like a soldier hearing the word ‘sergeant’. it works every fucking time.
one of damian’s tutors and jason’s mission colleague hated coconut milk with a fucking passion and would rant about it every time it was brought up in conversation. a lot of the guys would take bets on how long she could go talking about it and then purposely brought it up to set her off as a game. every time anyone around the loa base was seen with coconut milk somebody would respond ‘what would eden say if she saw you with that?’. tim dick and bruce do not know who eden is or why they hate coconut milk and at this point they’re too scared to ask.
all im saying is the loa becomes much funnier if we consider it just to be a very strict assassin boarding school that jason attended and damian grew up in.
I never really shipped Odydio until last night 12am thinking about how Athena favoured Odysseus for his wits while for Diomedes his strength (though the two did not lack in the other quality, it just wasn’t their standout thing) and so together they are basically Athena Incarnate. Like, the unstoppable war machine Athena. All they need is someone who’s good at weaving and- oh would look at who it is! PENELOPE. ODYSSEUS’S WIFE. PENELOPE.
So yeah. Odydiolope (or some other better ship name) is literally Athena incarnate, the Athena trinity, the holy-god-fucking-shit-we’re-so-screwed duo on the battlefield, and the holy-god-fucking-shit-we’re-so-screwed girlboss trio at like… any other domestic setting.
there’s probably a universal bat experience of realising with nothing but incredulous rage that out of all of the LIFE SAVING FRIENDLY VIGILANTES working in Gotham, the bat with the most love and support from the general public is the one that’s literally a fucking crime lord. like Nightwing’s the one everybody’s horny for, but Red Hood? that’s their fucking G. their Homie. their buddy. their ride or die.
it drives the rest of them fucking insane
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
Roy: Damnit, I cut my finger
Jason: Want me to kiss it better?
Roy: That works?
Jason: Yeah, my mom used to do it when I was little
*later* Roy: I need you to punch me in the mouth
Artemis Fucking finally
I tried to scroll past this. I really did
Charles: *kisses Erik's cheek* Erik: What was that?! Charles: Affection. Erik: Disgusting. Charles: Erik: Erik: Do it again