new fic cause apparently i’m on an absolute roll
Word count: 1,524
Summary:“It’s a conspiracy!” Danny cries, jamming an accusatory finger close enough to Jazz’s face that she has to go cross-eyed to look at it. “You’re conspiring against me with my arch-nemesis!”
Jazz brings her hand up and pushes the finger still pointed between her eyes back down. “Oh no.” she deadpans. “You’ve foiled my evil plot. Whatever shall I do?”
She goes back to reading at her psychology textbook.
Danny lets out a strangled yelp of frustration and stomps out of the room.
So I enjoyed the batman a normal amount
You’re right and you should say it.
shit man if i had what Ren and Nora have I’d be straight too
brb crying about the fact that vaughn did NOT get to choose the thing that ate them
Mha au where bakugou is replaced by catra and kirishima is replaced by adora
I got batgirls #1 and the art is BEAUTIFUL
Neon Bruce Wayne by Dan Mora
bruce wayne journaling after he realized his whole “I am vengeance” routine inspired the riddler and similar minded criminals
not to applaud "toxic representation" or whatever ppl have been saying but i love stories where gay ppl love & betray each other i love it when they kiss & kill each other i love physical altercations i love when they despise each other but can't be without the other i love mutually assured destruction
Stiles Stilinski is just like Lydia in all the wrong ways.
His thoughts move as fast as hers, sometimes faster, and it’s the first time someone else’s brain has measured up to hers. It makes her hate him. It makes her despise him. His existence upsets Lydia’s painstakingly constructed social hierarchy where she’s always meant to be the smartest person in the room.
She is the smartest person in the room. Most of the time. There are just rare occasions, few and far between, where Stiles will do better on a test than her. Or he’ll give a presentation and clearly understand the material better than she does, even if he does do a shit job at presenting it.
Sometimes she’ll look around the room and wonder how everyone can be so stupid. How she can be surrounded by people who think so slowly that they’re actually having trouble comprehending things that are so obvious.
Whenever she does that she always finds Stiles looking straight at her, like he’s thinking the exact same thing.
It only makes her hate him more.
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Jackson Whittemore is just like Lydia in all the right ways.
He wants to be better than everyone. He wants it like it’s everything. Like to be lesser is death. Like to be lesser is hell.
Lydia has always felt the exact same way.
It’s refreshing, at first. For someone to ache for power like she does. The fact that the two of them are the only people who need control like they need air is probably the reason they actually achieve it in the first place.
She supposes that the fact they’re both beautiful and smart and mean doesn’t hurt.
It takes a long time for Lydia to love Jackson. It’s something that happens in an instant. Even when they started dating it was more an arrangement of mutual convenience, something they did because they both wanted to be the best and becoming a team was simply the next step in achieving that. But after they’ve been dating for a while Jackson looks at Lydia and she feels utterly understood in a way she had always thought might be impossible from the perspective of a mind that doesn’t move as fast as hers.
It puts fire in her bones and Lydia decides that she never wants to stop burning.
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Far later, Lydia supposes that it isn’t so surprising that she ends up having loved them both.
She always has adored her reflection.
Image description: it's a drawing of Batman. His head is framed by a yellow moon. He's pulling his cape up as he's kneeling on top of a stone structure. The stone structure is mostly hidden by his cape with only the letters M and A showing, along with a star of David symbol on the top corner. In the background there's mist and some trees. End of description.
Bat drawing cause Halloween 🎃